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Man Of The House
by ANNE240 (C) 

I never would have thought that I would be telling a story like this.
My name is Justin, and I'm 22. I still live at home with my mother and
my younger sister.

My father left when I was young, too young to remember him. My mother
was pregnant with my sister at the time, and to the best of my
knowledge, he doesn't even know that she exists.

My mother worked hard all our lives to try to make our situation as
easy as possible. She kept a decent job, and spent most of her free
time taking care of my sister and me. She rarely dated, at least that
I know of, and except for the occasional "night out" with some of her
friends from work, barely had a social life. It's not that she didn't
have opportunities, I'm sure. She's 43, and looks very good for a
woman her age. I wish she had taken more time to enjoy herself.

Despite all my mother's efforts to be a good mom, my sister Jamie
turned out to be a rebellious pain in the ass. She's 19 now, but from
the time she was 17, she was impossible to even talk to, much less get
along with. Both my mother and I have just about given up on trying to
reason with her. I don't think I've spoken more than two words to her
in the past year. She doesn't spend much time at home anymore, and
neither my mother nor I have any idea what she's up to, but I'm sure
it's not good.

My mother has been taking it hard for the past year, and blames
herself for the way my sister turned out. She says she's afraid that
Jamie will turn out like her, or worse. I used to try to reason with
Jamie, to help mom, but it was just useless.

It was about eight O' clock on a Friday night. I was home alone, which
has become a regular occurrence over the past few months. I was in the
basement working out when my mom stumbled in. It was obvious that she
had been drinking, something that was also becoming a regular event. I
tried not to get on her about it, but it has gotten worse over the
past few months. The week before, I actually had to carry her up to
her room and put her to bed. I knew why it was happening, but it
didn't make it any better. Suddenly, it was as if I was the adult,
caring for two troubled teen girls.

She wasn't as bad as she'd been in the past, but she was pretty lit
up. She stumbled her way down the steps, and slipped on the last step.
She landed on her ass, and acted as if she meant to sit there. She
giggled hysterically as she held on to the walls on either side of
her.

"Sounds like you had a few too many mom..."

She looked up at me as if she just realized I was in the room. She
watched as I pushed the weight into the air and rested the bar back on
the rest. and sat up to face her. She had a very strange look about
her, almost as if she was checking me out. I knew she wasn't, but it
was still weird.

"I, uh...I had a few. I'm okay though."

Her eyes seemed to stay glued to my bare chest as she spoke.

"You really should..."

"WOW!...I never noticed what good shape you got yourself into..." She
slurred.

"Oh...uh, thanks. You know mom..."

"You shouldn't walk around like that you know. There are women in the
house!"

She started laughing, her head falling almost into her lap.

"Maybe you should go to bed ma."

She looked up at me again. "Nah, I'm not tired yet, and it's
early...It's Friday night! Live a little Justin! How come you're not out
with a nice girl? I'm sure you would have no trouble finding one!"

"Somebody's got to be here to make sure you get home okay."

"Hey! Who's the parent here?" 

I just looked at her.

"You don't have to worry about your mother young man, I'm fine!"

"Whatever you say mom."

"I have an idea! Since it's early, why don't you have a drink with
your mother?"

"No thanks ma, I'm okay, and I think you've had enough!"

She laughed again.

"Shhh...Listen to you! C'mon! Just have one drink with me...It'll be fun!"

"Fine...One drink. Let me get a shirt..."

"Don't bother! It's just us! It's not like anything I haven't seen
before; I'm your mother! Just help me up and we'll get that drink."

She held her hands out towards me and smiled. I pulled her to her
feet, and she stumbled forward, pressing her hands against my chest
and giggling again.

"You go upstairs and sit down, I'll pour the drinks."

She looked at me like she was a little girl at Disney world for the
first time, and stumbled up the stairs. I followed her closely up the
stairs. She stopped at the top stair, bending over completely, with
her ass in my face.

"These shoes are killing me." She giggled as she undid the straps on
her shoes and kicked them off.

"Much better" She purred as she got to the top of the steps and headed
into the living room. I just shook my head and smiled at the way she
was acting. If she were sober, she'd be mortified by her behavior.
I've never seen my mother act like this, like a carefree teenager,
completely naive to the way she was acting. It was actually somewhat
amusing.

I headed towards the kitchen, poured us each a glass of scotch, and
brought them to the living room, where my mother was sitting on the
couch. She looked as if she was going to pass out at any moment. Her
head rested on the back of the couch, arms spread wide on either side
of her, with her knees pressed tightly together and feet apart. I
handed her a glass as I sat next to her. She looked at me as though
she was briefly puzzled, but then reached for the glass with both
hands, as if I was handing her plutonium.

"Cheers!" She held up her glass, then promptly gulped a large amount.
I took a slow sip, watching her intently. As much as I hated what my
mom was doing to herself, I was rather enjoying the moment.

"Slow down mom, you gotta make that one last."

"Mmm...Yea...sorry, I was just...that's good. So...what's going on with you
these days?"

"Nothing much. Where'd you go tonight?"

"Noplashe...Just out with the girls." She laughed again. "No place" She
corrected herself.

She took another gulp and emptied her glass. She held it to her lips
for a second, trying to get every last drop, and then slammed it on
the table. She flopped back on the couch, letting her head fall on my
chest.

"You okay mom?"

"Shaa! Fine! Why?"

"You seem a little...drunk!"

"Nah! I'm okay."

There was a long pause, and I sipped my drink again.

"I'm sorry Justin."

"Sorry for what?"

"This...Me...Jamie..."

"Don't be sorry for anything mom. You are a great mom and Jamie...well..."

"It's my fault! Your sister is out doing God knows what...or who...and I'm
here, like this..."

"It's okay mom, it's not your fault."

She lifted her head and looked directly at me. "Damn right it's not my
fault! I didn't make her like...I mean, look at you right? You're...I did
good right?"

"You did great mom."

She let her head fall back on my chest. 

"You're all sweaty."

"I know, but you wouldn't let me put my shirt on." She giggled again,
and lifted her head, reaching for her glass, almost falling off the
couch.

"How `bout another?"

"I don't think so mom."

"Pleeeaase..."

She curled her lip, and I laughed. "Here finish this, then it's off to
bed!"

I handed her my glass and she smiled. She gulped the last of my scotch
and fell back on the couch.

"Just leave me here, I'll be okay."

"Don't be silly mom. C'mon, let's go to bed."

I stood up and pulled her off the couch, walking her up to her
bedroom. She sat on the bed while I pulled the covers down.

"C'mon, get in."

She stood up again, and started to unbutton her dress.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Getting ready for bed, since my son won't let me play anymore." She
laughed again, and let the skirt fall to the floor, pooling around her
feet. She stepped out of it and tried to kick it aside, almost falling
as she worked on her blouse buttons.

"Damn things!" She pulled the blouse open, causing buttons to fly all
over the room. I watched my mom as she stood there in her panties and
bra, and I couldn't help but admire her body. I felt awful doing it,
but I couldn't take my eyes off her. Neither one of us spoke as I
admired the sexy, black lingerie she was sporting, and how great she
looked in it. I never would have guessed her to wear anything like
that, but she looked great. Not like a woman in her forties with two
kids. I know she worked out all the time, but I had no idea what great
shape she was in.

I never noticed how truly sexy she was before either, probably because
she is my mother. It was almost like slow motion as she reached back
and pulled the clip from her hair, letting her long dark curls fall on
her shoulders. She was completely oblivious to the fact that I was
"checking her out" - Thank God. I was lost in my trance, when all of a
sudden I realized that she was unhooking her bra. I snapped out of it
and tried to speak, but it was too late. The bra fell to the floor,
and her perfect tits bounced free right in front of me. They did not
look like the tits of a 43 year-old woman. They were perfect. Probably
about a d-cup, with small, but perfect dark brown nipples. I can't
believe I never noticed how big they were, and not a bit of sag
whatsoever. Again, it's probably because she is my mother.

"MOM! What are you doing?"

"Shhh...Oh please! What's the big deal? I'm sure it's nothing you
haven't seen before." She laughed again.

"But you're my mother, I shouldn't see that!"

"Oh so it's okay for you, but not for me?" Pointing out the fact that
all I was wearing was a pair of shorts.

"Yes! I'm a guy!"

"Well...It's my house!"

She stepped next to me and put her hand on my shoulder, leaning on me
as she pulled her underwear down with the other hand.

"You're a big boy now, it's not a big deal. Besides, I'm your mother."

"I know!"

She continued to wiggle herself out of her panties as I held her up,
until they finally slid down and she stepped out of them, falling
almost on top of me. Her one hand draped around my neck, and the other
grabbed tightly around my cock through my shorts. I wasn't totally
convinced that it was an accident, and she acted as if it didn't
happen at all. She pulled herself up again, almost pulling my shorts
down completely. It was at that moment that I realized I was at
half-mast. She quickly let go, and didn't say anything as she made her
way back to the bed. I felt completely guilty that my mother was
making my dick hard, but I couldn't help it.

She fell back on the bed, not bothering with the covers. She looked at
me and smiled, as I watched her lying there completely naked. Her look
was one I've never seen before, at least from her.

"Okay, well...goodnight mom..."

"Aren't you going to kiss your mother goodnight?"

I stood there, completely still, my heart beating in my chest. "What
the hell was happening here?" I stepped forward and leaned down,
kissing her on the cheek. I felt my chest brush hers, and my cock
jumped. She smiled and rolled away from me, her bare ass brushing
against my now fully stiff cock as she turned.

"Goodnight Justin."

I hurried out of her room and into mine, completely disheveled by what
just happened. "Was my mom coming on to me just now?" And worse, did I
want her to?

I slipped off my shorts and my cock sprang free, fully hard and
leaking. It ached to be relieved. I lay down on my bed, but I was just
too fucked up by what went on to do anything about it. I wouldn't let
myself do it, thinking that if I did, I would cross that line that
there was no way I could come back from. I just kept telling myself
that she was drunk, and it was all accidental. "She's your mother!
There is no way she wants to fuck you!" I felt I was completely
ridiculous for even thinking it.

It was about an hour or so later. My cock was still throbbing, and I
was still refusing to do anything about it, and still not asleep,
when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw my door slowly opening. I
thought at first I was imagining it, until I saw my mother's
silhouette staggering through my door. I didn't know what to do, so I
pretended to be asleep. I watched through slit eyes as she got closer
to me, realizing that she was still naked, and for that matter, so was
I. I was also still fully aroused. I told myself that she just
couldn't sleep, and was coming in to see if I was still awake. She got
closer, and my heart was beating furiously. I didn't know what to
expect, and the anticipation was killing me.

Finally she stopped right next to my bed, and knelt on the floor next
to me.

"Justin?"

She whispered, and I didn't answer, still pretending to be asleep. Her
head moved from side to side as if she was looking at me from head to
toe. I felt completely exposed, and wished that I could have at least
been under the covers. She whispered again.


"Justin? Are you awake?"

Again, I didn't answer. It seemed like forever passed as I waited for
her to stand up and leave. I could hear her breathing. It seemed very
laborious and unsteady. My eyes were almost completely closed now, and
I could just barely make out my mother's face. I fought the urge to
open them further for fear she would know I wasn't asleep. I could
smell her perfume, mixed with the musky smell of perspiration and
scotch.

I heard her take a deep breath, and then I felt it. The palm of her
open hand rested gently on the underside of my throbbing cock, causing
it to jump at her touch. She quickly pulled away. I almost jumped out
of the bed right there, but fear of facing the situation kept me glued
to where I was. My stomach jumped as I felt her warm, soft skin once
again rest itself on the underside of my cock. I could feel my dick
pulsing against her hand as she held it motionless. Finally, she
slowly slid her open hand up and down my shaft, and back up again to
the head, rubbing small circles against the smooth skin. I breathed
deeply, and saw her head turn to look at my face again. When I didn't
move, she turned her attention back to my dick.

Finally, I felt her fingers wrap softly around it and she gently
guided her fist up and down my shaft. Her warm hands and loving touch
felt amazing, and I had to face the inevitable: I wanted this to
happen. I gently flexed my cock to subtly let her know that it was
okay to continue. I felt a drop of pre-cum push it's way out of my
head. She reached out with the other hand and I felt her fingers
gently spread the sticky fluid around my head, while the other
continued to massage my shaft. It felt incredible, but I continued to
pretend that I was asleep.

After several minutes, my entire cock was covered in my own juice, and
mom, getting more confident that I was completely unaware of her
presence, was now steadily moving her hand up and down my cock. She
took back her other hand, and brought it briefly to her lips before I
watched it disappear below the bed. I could tell as her breathing
increased that she was most likely playing with herself.

Slowly, but steadily she increased her pace on my dick, and was now
tugging firmly. She was also working more intently on herself, as I
could feel her weight shifting as she rotated her hips. Her breathing
and mine was becoming heavier, and from time to time, a light
whispering moan would escape her lips.

I sensed that she was getting close to cumming, as was I, so I decided
that it was now or never. We were both too far along to stop now, so I
decided to go for broke. I breathed in deeply, and whispered.

"Oh mom...Don't stop..."

She did exactly the opposite, stopping dead in her tracks. I opened my
eyes, and we looked directly at each other. She pulled her hand away
from me as if she touched a hot stove.

"Justin...I..."

"It's okay mom. Please, don't stop."

"No Justin...I...we...can't..."

"Mom, please..."

"I've had too much to drink. I don't know why...What's wrong with me...I
just...Oh God, I couldn't help myself, it's been so long..."

I sat up, and she moved back and stood up, stumbled, and fell forward,
bracing herself on the edge of my bed. I grabbed her hand and pulled
her towards me.

"It's okay mom, I understand. You shouldn't feel bad. I want this
too."

"No, we can't...I was wrong...so wrong, I'm your mother..."

"I know mom." I grabbed her face and lifted her head so our eyes met
again. "It's okay mom, it's just the two of us here. No one will have
to know, and it doesn't ever have to happen again if you don't want it
to, but we shouldn't stop now. We both want this, and we shouldn't
stop ourselves. Mom, we may regret stopping what we have started."

She looked at me with that na�ve look again. "You're just saying this
because you're excited. You're not thinking..."

"No I'm not. I'm saying this because I want this. I want you...You are
so beautiful, and I love you. I know you want this too, and for once,
I can give you something that you want. Please mom..."

She smiled at me, and looked at me again from head to toe, stopping as
her eyes met my throbbing cock.

"I think you're just trying to take advantage of me..."

"Hey, you came in here."

She pulled her hands from mine, and sat up straight on her knees,
pressing her stomach on the edge of my bed. My eyes moved to her
breasts rising and falling just inches from my face as she breathed.
She rubbed her hands on my body, over my arms to my neck, down to my
chest and stomach. We were both silent for several minutes.

"I suppose the damage has been done." She looked up at me. "But no one
can ever know."

"I would never say anything mom."

"And we can't do anything else...understood?"

I nodded.

She smiled again, moving her hand down and lightly grasping my cock. 

"Do you want mommy to take care of this for you?"

"Yes."

"It's so nice. So big and smooth. What do you want mommy to do?"

I grabbed her arms and pulled her towards me, moving over as she slid
on top of the bed next to me. She rolled towards me, and put her hand
on my chest, nudging me to lay back. She laid her head on my shoulder
and let her hands continue to explore my body. Her hands gently slid
across my chest and stomach, as we inched towards each other as close
as we could. Her skin was warm, and felt smooth and comforting next to
mine. Her breasts pressed heavily against my chest.

"So strong..."

I breathed heavily as her hand slowly made it's way back to my cock.

"Just relax, and let mommy take care of this for you." She giggled
again as her fingers wrapped around my cock and slid up and down my
shaft.

"Oh yes...Oh mom..."

"Does that feel good?"

"Yes mom..."

"Mmm...Mommy knows what you like."

She was really getting into the mommy role as she pumped my cock. 

"I want you to cum for me Justin. Cum on mommy while she plays with
your cock..."

Her dirty talk and her expert hand job was bringing me close to
orgasm. I wanted it to last. Her head was still on my chest, and I
could hear her whispering sighs as she encouraged me further.

"Tell mommy how it feels..."

"Oh mom, it feels so fuckin' good. I love you mom."

"Are you gonna cum for mommy?"

"Yes, I'm gonna cum..."

"That's it, cum for mommy. Cum on me baby, I want to feel it..."

I rolled towards her, getting ready to shoot my load just as she
asked. She pulled her leg up, showing me her pussy, and I couldn't
resist. I reached down and pressed my fingers against her soft, wet
pussy. Her body jerked towards mine.

"Oh yes, that's it, play with mommy's pussy baby. Mommy needs to cum
too."

I needed no further encouragement. I started to rub her stiffening
clit with my thumb as I slid two fingers deep inside of her.

"Oh baby yes! That feels so good!"

We lay close to each other, our bodies grinding, and our arms moving
quickly as we brought each other off. We were both getting close. I
wanted us to cum at the same time, and concentrated on getting my
mother off. She must have thought the same thing.

"Oh yes baby, cum with me, cum with mommy. I'm cumming..."

I couldn't resist as I took one of her little nipples into my mouth
and rolled my tongue around it, It was harder and stiffer than any
other I have known, and immediately triggered her orgasm.

"Oh yes, that's it, play with mommy's pussy baby. Mommy needs to cum
too."

I needed no further encouragement. I started to rub her stiffening
clit with my thumb as I slid two fingers deep inside of her.

"Oh baby yes! That feels so good!"

We lay close to each other, our bodies grinding, and our arms moving
quickly as we brought each other off. We were both getting close. I
wanted us to cum at the same time, and concentrated on getting my
mother off. She must have thought the same thing.

"Oh yes baby, cum with me, cum with mommy. I'm cumming..."

I couldn't resist as I took one of her little nipples into my mouth
and rolled my tongue around it, It was harder and stiffer than any
other I have known, and immediately triggered her orgasm.

"Oh yes baby...suck mommy's titties! Oh I'm cumming baby..."

Her body tensed up, and she let out a long hard breath, just as my
cock exploded. She continued to pump my spurting cock as she came, and
I covered us both with wads of my cum.

"Yes baby, that's it, cum for mommy...Oh God!"

"Oh Mom...Oh yes!"

As our orgasms subsided, we slowed our manipulations. We didn't speak
for a few minutes while we basked in the sensations of each other's
bodies. I could feel her body shaking as she ran her hand up and down
my cum - coated softening dick. Her other hand ran along her stomach
and legs, collecting gobs of my semen and rubbing them into her skin,
or enjoying the texture between her fingers. She really seemed to
enjoy my cum.

I slowly withdrew my fingers from her quivering pussy, and she sighed,
wiggling her body closer to mine, then draping herself over me. I
wrapped my arms around her, enjoying the feel of her body pressed
against mine, resting tenderly in my arms. I wanted to stay that way
forever. Suddenly she pulled herself away, getting up and quickly
leaving my room. I was too tired to chase after her, and I soon fell
asleep.

The next day, I woke up to an empty house. Nothing unusual on Saturday
morning. I took a shower and went to work. All day long, I couldn't
get my mother out of my head. When I got home, she was making dinner.
There were three places set at the table.

I approached her cautiously. I had realized at that moment that we
hadn't given any thought as to how we would react to each other "the
morning after." I wanted to press myself against her, and hold her.
She looked sexy, sexier than usual. I couldn't decide if it was
something she had done, or just the way I was seeing her now. She had
on tight jeans and a tank top, not unusual attire for a Saturday. Mom
was always very "hip" in the way that she dressed, and she definitely
pulled it off. It wasn't uncommon for her to wear my sister's clothes
from time to time.

"Hi!" I said boldly as I entered the kitchen. She turned and smiled at
me as though nothing was different. I played along.

I looked again at the third place setting. She always set the table
for three of us, even though it was unlikely that Jamie would come
home.

"Is she here tonight?"

Mom shrugged her shoulders. I knew that question would upset her a
little, because as much as she wanted her to be here, she most likely
wouldn't be. For the first time, I actually hoped that she wouldn't
be. I sat down, trying to figure out what my mother was thinking. I
wondered if I should say anything, but I decided not to. I figured I'd
put the ball in her court, and let her decide where we were going with
this. Suddenly she turned and walked towards me, and kissed me on the
cheek.

"I made your favorite, steaks are out on the grill." She gave me a
playful smile and headed out the grill.

"Well that was a good sign" I thought. 

Mom and I sat and ate, and surprisingly, things seemed very normal.
Even better than normal actually. Mom seemed to be in a pretty good
mood, despite the fact that my sister, once again, was not there. We
talked about stupid things like work, almost as if the night before
never happened.

"So, do you have any plans tonight?" Mom asked. She didn't seem to be
eluding to anything in particular, although it may have been in my
mind, but It sounded like there was a trace of anxiety in her voice.
There was a brief hesitation, and we both smiled.


"Uh, no...not really. You?"

"Not really."

It seemed as though we were pretending to be "normal" as if for
someone else's benefit, but then we both realized that we were alone,
and it wasn't necessary.

"Maybe while I clean up, you can go get a movie, that is if you don't
mind spending some time with your mother."

We both smiled again, still skirting the issue.

"Yea, sure mom."

"Good. But get something good, not one of those bloody explosion
movies."

"Okay."

I was a little disappointed when we sat down to watch the movie, mom
sat in the easy chair rather than next to me on the couch. I figured
that what had happened was a one-time thing, and that it probably
wouldn't happen again. This was probably just an adjustment period so
we could move past it.

As we sat and watched the movie, I contemplated making a move, and
wondered if she was thinking the same thing. I even thought about
pouring some drinks, but I decided against it. If it was going to
happen, I wanted it to happen without that. I wondered if the same
things were running through her mind, and laughed to myself at the
situation if it was. Both of us there, wanting what we had last night,
but both afraid to make a move out of fear of having to face the
situation. I also thought that if she wanted an answer, all she had to
do was look at me, and she would know what I was thinking. When I
looked at her, she didn't seem to have a bit of conflict. She seemed
perfectly content with the crap movie, that I rented, in which I had
no idea what was going on. That must be it. How could she keep her
mind on this movie when there was such obvious tension? I guess for
her, there wasn't any, and it was all me.

I knew there wasn't much time left, and that It was now or never.
Either I spoke up and put my cards on the table, or I let it go. At
least with the first option, there was a chance of something
happening. Just as I had made up my mind, and got ready to speak up,
my sister came home.

She pushed the door open, and mom and I both jumped, as if we were
caught doing something we shouldn't have been doing. We quickly looked
at each other, and it became obvious that we were both thinking the
same thing. Well, we could have been doing something. At least I knew
that the thought had not completely left her head.

Jamie looked at us with expectation. When neither one of us got up, or
even acknowledged the fact that she was there, she scoffed at us both
and hurried up to her room, closing the door. Mom and I looked at each
other again, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. I just shrugged my
shoulders. I wished at that moment, more than any other, that I could
have done something.

It was at that point that we both seemed to realize that the movie was
over. I got up and popped the DVD out of the machine.

"Did you like it?"

"HUH?"

My mom jumped.

"The movie, did you like it?"

"Oh...yea, it was good."

Her eyes drifted towards the stairs.

"Do you think she's in for the night?"

"I don't know. She looked pretty spent to me."

We were both silent while I put the movie back in the case.

"Do you want me to go talk to her?"

"No. I don't want any problems tonight. I just...I don't know."

"I will if you want."

She smiled at me again. "I know you will, but It won't do anyone any
good. Just leave it be."

"Whatever you want mom."

She smiled again. "Well, it's pretty late for me, and I'm kind of
tired. Goodnight sweetie."

"Goodnight mom."

She kissed me on the cheek.

"Don't stay up too late."

"Okay."

I found myself sitting alone in my room. I couldn't think of anything
else but mom. I stripped off my clothes and laid on my bed, absent
mindedly stroking my hard-on, wishing that my door would open up
again, like the night before. After several hours, it became obvious
that it wasn't going to happen. I was now completely aroused. I
thought that maybe I should just forget that it ever happened and
jerk-off. At least I had something to think about, and that would
never change. It was obvious to me now that it would most likely not
happen again.

I started stroking my meat for all it was worth when it hit me - there
was only one way to find out. I climbed out of bed and opened the
door. There wasn't a peep coming from Jamie's room. She was probably
passed out from who knows how many days of non-stop partying. An
earthquake wouldn't wake her up. I crept slowly to my mother's room.
She was in bed, with her back to me.

I took a deep breath and slipped into the room, and into my mom's bed.
I nuzzled up behind her, pressing my hard cock against her ass, and
draping my arm over her. To my pleasant surprise, she was already
naked. As soon as my arm went around her, I felt her grab my wrist
with both hands. She was awake! My heart leapt at what would happen
next. I prepared for the worst.

"What are you doing?" She whispered.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came in here."

She rolled over to face me, keeping herself in my arms. She didn't
look mad.

"Justin, we can't do this."

"Do what?"

"Honey listen to me. Last night, well last night was...should have never
happened. I'm not sorry that it did, but it can't happen again. We
shouldn't be doing those things."

"So you don't want to do anything."

"I didn't say I don't want to, but we can't. It's not right. It
shouldn't have happened, but with everything, and I had a lot to
drink..."

"Mom, just tell me that you don't want this as much as I do, and I'll
go back to my room. But I couldn't sit there not knowing anything."

"Justin it's not that simple. I love you very much, but you're my son,
and mother's shouldn't do those things with their children."

"I know that, but it did happen, and everything is okay right?"

She smiled at me. 

"Justin, this just isn't right. I came to you last night because, well
I shouldn't have, but I was... curious. There was a part of me that
wanted something, some kind of connection with at least one of my
children, but it was wrong. It was the wrong thing to do."

"But it was more than that. Maybe not at first, but it was more. You
liked it too right?"

"Yes...yes I did, but It was...it's just because...well it's been so long,
and I got caught up in the moment, and it was you...For the first time
in so long I felt...wanted...needed...and I..."

"Mom, it's okay, I know. But it doesn't have to end with last night.
Why can't I help you? Why can't I make you feel like that all the
time? I want to. I need you mom. I love you, and I want you to know
that you are wanted and feel that you are needed. I want you to know
that you are sexy, and I love you. We don't have to be like that all
the time, but sometimes. What's wrong with that?"

She paused and let out a long sigh.

"I don't know Justin."

"So? Let me love you mom. Let me make you feel that way."

"What about your sister?"

"She won't know a thing. She's passed out."

She was coming around. I started to move my hands around her skin,
enjoying the feel of her smooth skin. I could tell that she was
enjoying my touch. She snuggled close to me, and I could feel my cock
pressed between our stomachs.

She took a deep breath, put her arm around my neck and rested her head
on my chest. I loved the feel of her in my arms. It felt as though I
was protecting her, keeping her safe from everything, and the only
thing that mattered was her and I.

"We have to be careful. No one can know about this...ever."

"Of course not mom."

"And, we have to respect each other. This can't change our
relationship. I'm still your mother, and if either one of us wants to
stop this, we stop, no matter what."

"Do you want to stop?"

"I didn't say that. I..."

"Then let's not worry. I love you mom."

"I love you too Justin."

She rolled me on my back, and draped herself over my body. She nuzzled
her face in my neck while she stroked my hair with one hand while the
other roamed freely over my chest and stomach. My cock was throbbing
at full attention. I loved the feel of her body on mine, but I ached
to be touched. She was rubbing her foot on mine, her leg rubbing on
top of mine, and her warm pussy pressed tightly against my thigh. My
cock was dripping, waiting to be touched, but I didn't push the issue.
She seemed content just being close, and the anticipation of waiting
was making it all that much more exciting.

We stayed still for a while, gently caressing each other's skin, and
just enjoying the feel of our warm bodies twisted together, and
pressing against each other. From time to time she would grind her
pussy into my thigh, and then back off, increasing the sexual tension.
Her lips occasionally kissing my neck, while she let her hand drift
dangerously close to my waiting cock, without touching me.

"This is nice" She purred.

"It's been so long since a man has held me like this."

I smiled and kissed her head. I tried not to be selfish, and tried to
focus my attention away from my aching cock. Our bodies were hot, and
coated with perspiration, and our breath was deep and long. We were
working ourselves up just by being close. My cock was tenting the
comforter, throbbing involuntarily, and dripping steadily. All she
would have had to do at this point was touch it, and I'm sure I would
have just exploded.

"It sure is warm in here" She whispered.

"Uh-huh."

"Thank you Justin."

"For what?"

"For this. You make me feel..."

I squeezed her tightly and she purred. She moved her lips to my ear
and whispered.

"What do you want mommy to do?"

"I want to make you cum."

She pressed her pussy firmly into my leg, letting me feel her heat and
wetness as she ground it against me. She breathed in sharply.

"What do you want to do to me?" Her hand glided down my belly, and
wrapped lightly around the head of my dick. She slowly brought it down
my length, sliding easily from all the pre-cum that had been dripping
from me. I breathed a sigh of relief, and my hips rose to meet her
pumping fist.

"Looks like you're almost there already."

"Sorry. It's just..."

"Shhh...I'm glad that I have that effect on you. Still, this won't do.
Mommy will have to do something about this."

She threw the covers back, revealing our nakedness and sat up,
positioning herself on my legs. I could feel the heat of her pussy on
my balls. She used both hands to caress my cock, like she was
sculpting a clay pot. It felt amazing. She leaned forward, pressing my
cock against her flat belly, and her tits on my chest.

"Just let mommy take care of it."

I grabbed her tits with both hands, taking one, then the other of her
perfect nipples in my mouth. She moaned lightly, briefly allowing me
to taste her tits. Then, without warning, she pulled away from me and
slid her body down mine, until her tits were resting on my cock. She
gave me a wicked smile, and grabbed my cock, rubbing my leaking head
on each one of her hard nipples, getting them nice and sticky with my
juice. It felt incredible, and just as I thought I was going to cum,
she sat up on her knees, hovering her pussy over my cock.. She gently
rubbed and pinched both of her nipples, rubbing my juice into her
skin. She took a long time, putting on a show for me, playing with her
nipples and pussy. From time to time, she would get more fluid from my
cock and rub it in to her nipples, or on her pussy, or smearing it on
her lips and licking her fingers clean.

It was amazing watching my mother being so dirty. Finally, she lowered
herself back down again, pushing her ass back, and setting her lips
just above my dick. Her hair tickled my stomach and legs as she
flipped it back to let me watch as she engulfed my cock with her
mouth. It was heaven as her soft mouth and tongue slid up and down my
shaft. No one ever sucked my cock like that before. I moaned loudly
and thrust my cock further into her mouth. She grabbed the base of my
cock with her hand, tickling my balls with her finger tips. It was
obvious that she was enjoying the taste of my cock. She took her time,
letting her lips and tongue explore every bit of it. I was on the
verge of cumming when she pulled her mouth off, and let her hand run
up and down my saliva coated shaft.

"Do you like it when mommy does that? Does it feel good when mommy
sucks your cock?"

"Yes."

"Do you want mommy to stop?"

"No mommy, please don't stop."

"Do you want mommy to make you cum?"

"Yes..."

She licked the underside of my cock like an ice cream cone.

"Do you want to cum in mommy's mouth?"

"Yes...Mom, please...don't stop!"

"Are you ready to cum for mommy? I want to taste you. I want you to
cum in mommy's mouth..."

"Yes mom...please..."

She lowered her mouth back on my cock, and pumped her face up and
down, working hard to make me cum. It didn't take long, and soon I was
pumping my cum in her throat. She kept just the head of my cock in her
mouth as I came, and milked the shaft with her hand. I could hear her
swallow every last drop, as she moaned in approval. Finally, when she
had pumped me dry, she let my cock slip from her lips, and crawled
back on top of me.

"Mmm." She purred contently as she nuzzled herself back on top of me.
I waited for a few seconds, and then I ran my hands down her back to
her ass. I kneaded her tight ass with my fingers, and then I rolled
her over so I was on top of her.

"It's mommy's turn now..."

Again, I grabbed her tits and gave them a good tongue bath. I could
taste the salty mixture of my juice mixed in with her sweat as I
tongued her small brown nipples. Her tits were so perfect I could have
spent hours just licking them, but something more awaited. I lowered
myself further, kissing her stomach all the way down until I reached
her mound. She kept a neat little patch above her pussy. I could smell
her excitement. Her lips were red and puffy, and as I pulled them
apart with my fingers, I could see her clitoris poking shyly from it's
hood. It was red and stiff, and pretty large. I could see some creamy
white fluid spilling from her hole, and quickly lapped at it with my
tongue. I felt her body stiffen, and heard her moan the second I
touched her with my tongue.

I took my time, licking and sucking on her plump lips, occasionally
poking my tongue as far as it could go inside her, and tracing circles
around her throbbing clit. She started to move her hips, trying to
direct me to it, but I enjoyed teasing her. Finally, when I thought
she couldn't take it anymore, I flicked it with my tongue, pressing on
it firmly. She squealed, and her body shook.

"Yes...that's it baby...there...lick mommy there."

I ran my tongue in circles around it, and then up and down her slit,
making sure she was coated with my saliva. I then turned my attention
to her pink little ass, poking it with the tip of my tongue. Her body
tensed up, and she moaned loudly, a sure indication that she liked it.
I pressed my thumb on her clit and rubbed it gently while I tongued
her ass. In no time, her hips were bouncing off the bed, and she was
moaning steadily. After a few minutes of assaulting her ass hole with
my tongue, she was getting close, so I turned my attention back to her
clit. I wrapped both my lips around it, sucking gently and massaging
it with the tip of my tongue. I quickly slid two fingers inside her
pussy, and the tip of another into her slippery ass and pumped them
slowly back and forth. In no time, she was cumming. I felt her muscles
gripping my fingers as she moaned and ground her pussy in my face.
 
 
"Oh Fuck Baby! Mommy's cumming! Yes! Make mommy cuuu..."

Her voice trailed off to a silent gurgle, and her body shook violently
as she came once, then again back to back. I had never seen a woman
have multiple orgasms before. I continued to lick her clit and finger
her pussy and ass until her orgasms subsided, and I felt her hands
tugging my hair. She pulled me back up to her and for the first time,
kissed my lips. Her tongue penetrated my mouth as she pulled me on top
of her. She moaned contently as she tasted herself on my lips.

"Oh God, that was amazing, better than I ever imagined."

She pushed my head down to her neck and wrapped her arms around me as
she caught her breath. I fell to her side, and let my hands roam her
beautiful body. My dick was hard again and pressing firmly against her
leg. Her hand stroked my hair as I continued kissing her neck and
lips.

"Did you like eating mommy's pussy?" She whispered.

"Yes."

"How many times have you done that before?"

For some reason, it seemed very strange for my mother to be asking me
about my other sexual experiences at that moment. We had never really
talked about sex before, and talking about it actually seemed stranger
than doing it.

"Just once or twice."

"No one's ever done that to me before."

"Really?"

She let out a small chuckle. "I've only been with one other person
before, and your father would never do it."

"You mean, I'm the first person to ever eat your pussy?"

She nodded her head.

"Well, I can do it anytime you want."

"Mmm...Good, because it was amazing."

I was actually shocked. I know she didn't really date, but I just
assumed that she had more experience. I guess I never really thought
about it in detail, but it made a lot of sense.

"So what else can I do mom?"

She smiled and kissed me again. A really long kiss, passionate and
intense. She pulled me on top of her.

"We've played around long enough...I want this inside me."

She grabbed my rock hard dick and gave it a tug. 

"It's been so long...I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to fuck
mommy's pussy."

She pulled on my dick, bringing it to her pussy. I pushed towards her,
and she opened her legs wide and swallowed hard as my head touched her
lips. She looked up at me, as if to make sure we were both okay with
what was about to happen. She stared in my eyes as she played with my
cock, rubbing the head on her pussy. I pushed further until the head
popped inside and stopped.

"I want this so bad. I want to fuck you so bad mom."

"Oh baby yes...I want it too. Please...put it in...fuck your mommy."

I did as she said, and slowly slid my cock into her as far as it would
go, and stopped. She moaned loudly as it slowly slid into her.

"Oh yes baby...Your cock feels so good inside mommy's pussy. Please fuck
me."

I wanted to savor the sensation of what was happening. Her pussy felt
so warm and tight around my dick. She was pushing her hips into me,
trying to get me to move. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly
open, and never before has my mother looked more beautiful or sexy. I
couldn't believe this was happening. I slowly pulled back and pushed
into her. She breathed heavily with each thrust. She wrapped her legs
around me, digging her heels into my legs. I started thrusting faster
until we were both in rhythm. She began to moan as I fucked her. I
could feel her muscles squeezing my cock with every thrust.

"Oh Justin...Your cock feels so good in mommy's pussy. Better than I
ever remember. It's so big...ugh...Fuck me baby. Fuck mommy good. Make me
cum."

I loved her dirty talk, and it encouraged me to pick up my pace. 

"Yes...that's it...fuck me baby...I want to feel your cum in my pussy...Cum
inside mommy's pussy baby...oh yes..."

She threw her hips towards me, and I could tell she was ready to cum. 

"I'm ready mom. I'm gonna cum inside you. I'm gonna cum in your pussy
mom."

"Yes baby...I'm cumming too!"

I kissed her as I pushed into her as hard as I could. 

"I'm cumming mommy..."

"Yessss...I'm cumming!"

Both our bodies went stiff as I exploded in mom's twitching pussy. We
both moaned loudly as our orgasms overtook us, and then collapsed,
gasping for breath.

"Oh baby...that was amazing. The best I ever had."

"Me too mom."

"I love you."

"I love you too mom."

I rolled off her as she pulled the covers back over us. We held each
other close, kissing and touching as we both finally calmed down. We
stayed in silence for a while and just held each other, until our eyes
met and we both smiled.

"Oh Justin...what are we going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't believe what just happened. I can't believe I just fucked my
own son. I guess we should move to the backwoods somewhere now."

We both laughed.

"What I really can't believe is that it was amazing. I never knew it
could be so...wonderful, and loving. This is the best I've ever felt,
and it's wrong."

"It's only wrong if we think it is mom."

"If only that were true."

"Well...maybe not, but who cares? I love you mom, and this is
incredible. I don't care if it's wrong."

She kissed me again.

"I guess I just can't believe it. I can't believe, as good looking
and..." Her eyes roamed my body "...as you are, that you would want to be
here fucking your old mom."

I laughed. "You are the sexiest woman I've ever seen. There's no place
I'd rather be. And besides, you're not old."

"Ha!"

"...And you're better, more passionate and...hotter than anyone I've ever
been with before. If we both want to do it, and it's this good, it
can't be wrong."

"Well, it's definitely wrong, but I don't care either. Promise me
something..."

"Anything mom..."

"Promise that you'll always love me. Promise me that no matter what,
you'll never forget this, and how good you have made me feel."

"I could never forget this."

"No matter what happens Justin, I love you. I love you as a son,
and...well, I love how you make me feel. I can feel that you love me,
and I absolutely know it."

"I'll always love you mom."

"Let's try not to mix that up with...with this. This is different. It's
just making each other feel good...physically...just sex."

"I understand mom."

"We can't let this come between us as a mother and son...promise me..."

"We won't mom. We'll keep this separate from everything else. It's
just to make each other feel good."

"I mean, I don't want you to stay here with me all the time. You
should go out and get yourself a nice girl, maybe get married. Let's
face it, we can't do this forever."

"I know, but we can do it for now."

"I just don't want you putting your life on hold for me. There will
always be time for this, no matter what."

"You worry too much mom. Let's just enjoy it now, and worry about all
that other stuff later."

"Promise me Justin. Promise me that you will live your life."

I smiled. "Well, what if I do find a nice girl...won't you be jealous?"

She laughed. "No..."

"Are you sure?"

"Sweetie, I won't be jealous because I know that no one could ever
love you like I do."

"I don't think anyone could fuck me as well either!"

She slapped my bare chest, then rested her head on it. "Damn right!"

"Speaking of which..."

She looked at me, and reached down, grabbing my cock, which was once
again, completely hard.

"Again?"

"What can I say mom? You do it to me."

She smiled as she caressed my cock with her delicate fingers.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"Why?"

"I can't keep up with you! I'm almost twice your age! It's going to
take everything I have just to get out of this bed in the morning
after what you did to me."

"So, don't get out of bed."

"Oh I see. And what do you suggest we tell your sister?"

"She probably wouldn't even notice."

"You're probably right."

She continued to stroke my cock as it throbbed in her hands.

"So what else haven't you done mom?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if dad is the only person you've ever been with, and he was
stupid enough to not want to go down on you, there must be other
things that you've wanted to do. So what are they?"

She laughed and gripped my cock even harder, rubbing her thumb around
my head, while the other hand stroked the shaft.

"Oh Justin...This is more than I'll ever need. We've already done more
than I ever thought I'd want."

"C'mon mom. There must be something. I mean, all this time? You must
have come up with something you want to do."

She shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "I don't know. I haven't really
given it much thought I suppose."

"Well...what do you think about?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm sure there were times when you got a little horny, and played
with your pussy. What did you think about?"

She moved her hands faster on my cock, and started to play with my
balls.

"What kind of thing is that to ask your mother?" She said with a
smile. "What do you think about?"

"We're not talking about me..."

"Now we are. So what do you think about?"

"I know what I'll think about now!"

She smiled again. "I mean before."

"Uh-uh, you first."

"I'll tell you what. You tell me what you think about, then I'll tell
you."

"I don't really think about anything. I have a couple of movies and
pictures that I look at."

"What kind of movies? What's on them?"

"Mostly just regular stuff, and some lesbian stuff..."

"So you like that huh? You like watching two girls?"

"Sure who doesn't?"

"Good point."

"Aah, so you like that too?"

"Well I wouldn't say that, but I've thought about it, maybe once or
twice. But I don't need that now that I've got this."

She gave my cock another squeeze.

"That's hot that you considered it though."

"Well, I wouldn't say considered, but the thought had crossed my mind.
More so out of curiosity than anything else."

"So that's it?"

"That's it...well except for the things that you've already helped me
with."

"I just want to make you happy mom. I'll do whatever you ask me to."

"Well that's good to know, but you've already made me happy."

"I know, but I want to do all the things you want to do. I don't want
you to miss anything else."

"Oh sweetie! When I think of something, I'll let you know okay?"

"Okay."

"Is there something that you want mommy to do for you?"

"If I think of something, I'll let you know."

"Mmm, well there is one thing you can do..."

"What?"

"I want you to cum again for mommy. I want to feel it baby. What do
you want me to do to make you cum for me?"

I sat up, and pulled her up with me, kissing her lips again. She
continued jerking my cock while we kissed.

"Suck my cock while I eat your pussy again mom. I want to taste you."

"Oh Justin."

She turned around, threw her leg over my head, and stretched out so
that her beautiful pussy was just inches from my face. I felt her
silky lips wrap around my cock, and I wasted no time in diving into
her snatch. I went right to work on her clit this time, while she
sucked my cock from stem to stern. It didn't take long for us to suck
each other to another glorious orgasm. It felt wonderful as we both
came together. Her pussy gushing on my tongue while I pumped my jizz
into her mouth, our stifled moans filling the room.

She was definitely spent after that. I may have been able to coax out
another hard-on, but I was already completely satisfied. Tomorrow was
another day anyway. We held each other some more. I wanted to stay
with her, but she said that I shouldn't, in case Jamie came in. I
didn't want to leave, and she didn't want me to go, but I knew I had
to. So after some more kissing and touching, I hesitantly went back to
my room.

I lay in bed, replaying everything that happened in my head. When I
felt my dick wanting to get hard again, I figured I should try and get
some sleep.

It was late the next morning when I finally woke up. I want
downstairs, only to find my sister sitting at the table eating cereal,
dressed in a man's button up shirt, underwear and socks. I didn't say
anything to her as I walked past her and poured myself a cup of
coffee. There was a note attached to the cabinet in mom's handwriting.

Justin & Jamie,

Went to pick up a few things and take care of something at work. Be
back around 4. Jamie, will you be here for dinner?

Love mom. 

I sat down at the table next to my sister and sipped my coffee. After
about five minutes of complete silence, I decided to break the ice.

"Did you see mom's note?"

"Yea."

"So? Are you going to be here?"

She looked up and glared at me, as if I was out of line for asking her
such a question.

"I don't know, I haven't decided yet. But if you must know, I probably
will."

"What's the matter, isn't there some rave party tonight? I'm sure you
could just eat there. Or better yet, do a few more drugs and you won't
even be hungry."

"Fuck You Justin."

"No Fuck you, you selfish cunt!"

"What the fuck is your problem? Why don't you go get laid and mellow
out!"

"No, I'll leave that up to you."

"Whatever!"

She sat back hard on the chair and dropped her spoon loudly into the
bowl.

"You know, since you care so much, I'll be home for a while."

"Well that's just great! Made my fucking day! And tell me your
majesty, to what do we owe the great privilege of your company. I feel
so fortunate that you have decided to bestow us with your presence.
Tell me, have you gone through all the men in this town that have a
place to crash, or have you just run out of cash?"

"You're an asshole!"

She pushed herself away from the table and stormed off.

"And put some fuckin' clothes on!"

I sat and finished my coffee. Mom probably would have been upset If
she knew what I said, so I decided to go try and make things right. I
made my way up to my sister's room and knocked on the door. She didn't
answer, so I let myself in. She was lying on her bed watching TV when
she looked at me.

"Did you come to insult me more?"

"No. Look, I'm sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it."

"Fine."

"Jamie, what the fuck? What are you doing to yourself?"

"What do you care?"

"I care. I'm your brother. But more importantly, why do you do this to
mom?"

"Do what? I'm not doing anything."

"C'mon. You don't show up for days, You're out doing God knows what.
She's worried. She's been miserable, and all she wants is for you to
talk to her and let her know that you still care about her a little. I
mean, Would it kill you to just spend some time here?"

"First of all, What is it that you think I'm out doing?"

"I have no idea, enlighten me."

"It's not what you think. I don't do drugs, and I haven't been to a
rave party in over a year."

"So where do you spend all of your time? What have you been up to?"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Not that it's any of your business, but been staying at Melissa's."

"Melissa? Melissa who lives over at the Green brook apartments?"

"Yea."

"So why wouldn't you just tell mom? If you're not doing anything
wrong..."

"We've been living together."

"So?"

She looked at me as if I was the dumbest guy on earth.

"Justin, we've been living together. Like, together. She's...was my
girlfriend. Justin, I'm a lesbian."

"You're kidding!"

No, I'm not. But it's over, so I'll be here for a while now. Are you
happy now?"

"Actually... yes!" 

She looked at me with disgust.

"But I don't get it. Why all the attitude and mystery? Why wouldn't
you just tell mom?"

"Please! Tell mom what? "Don't worry mom, everything's fine, I'm just
a lesbian!""

"Yea, why not? Believe me, it would probably be a relief for her to
know that."

"Yea right. She'd flip!"

"I see. So your plan was to never tell her at all, and just let her
keep thinking all these bad things?"

"I don't know alright? I didn't know what to do. I just couldn't tell
her at first, and then everything just snowballed, and I figured I
would just let her keep thinking what she wanted, and she wouldn't
know what was really going on. But it doesn't matter now does it?"

"So, you thought it was better to have her think you were out partying
and fucking everything in sight, than telling her that you were in
love with another woman?"

"No! I mean, I didn't want her to think those things, but I guess I
was just mad that she did. I mean, I didn't know why she thought that,
and after a while I just thought "If that's what she wants to think,
then let her think it.""

"This is just crazy. So what were you afraid she would do if you told
her the truth?"

"I don't know Justin! I guess I was just...scared. She wouldn't
understand."

"You'd be surprised. Why don't you give her a chance?"

"Well it doesn't matter now does it?"

"I guess not. Until you meet another girl."

"I'm not going to meet another girl."

"I thought you said you were a..."

"I don't know what I am okay? I don't know what I want okay? And this
isn't helping! I don't need this shit right now!"

She started crying, and without thinking I sat down next to her and
put my arms around her. She hugged me tight and cried in my shirt for
a good half hour. I felt so relieved that my sister wasn't in any real
danger, and my heart went out to her.

Finally she stopped crying.

"Please don't tell mom Justin."

"I won't. I don't think it's my place to tell her, but I think you
should."

She looked down at the floor.

"Jamie, trust me, it's not gonna be as bad as you think. I'm sure that
she'll be relieved just to hear that you're okay, you being a
lesbian...or whatever, would be nothing."

She nodded her head and hugged me again.

"I'm sorry Justin. I didn't..."

"Shh, It's okay. I'm just glad you're back. I missed you."

She smiled and wiped away her tears. "Really?"

"Yea really! You're my sister Jamie, and I love you. Don't be afraid
to talk to me okay? You can tell me anything, even if you think you
can't tell mom okay?"

"Uh-huh."

"Promise?"

She nodded. "Thank you Justin."

"Your welcome. Get some rest, and don't worry, everything will be
fine, it will all work out."

"Well not everything."

She started to cry again.

"You really loved her huh?"

She nodded, and burst out crying.

"It'll be okay."

She hugged me one more time. "Thank you."

"If there's anything I can do..."

She nodded, and I left. I figured she wanted to be alone.

About an hour later, she came downstairs and sat next to me on the
couch where I was watching television. She huddled herself in the
corner of the couch, hugging her knees tightly into her chest. She
looked like she'd been crying for days.

"You okay?" 

She rubbed her eyes, smiled a gratuitous smile and nodded. She focused
her eyes on the television. I looked at her, and realized for the
first time how beautiful she was. She looked a lot like mom. She had
long, dark, curly hair, and beautiful eyes. Her legs were long and
shapely, and her breasts strained against the shirt, even though it
was 5 sizes too big for her. She had the buttons opened low, and I
could practically see her cleavage. Her skin was smooth, and even
though she's seen better days, she looked very cute sitting the way
she was.

"Okay. Do you want me to go change now, or do you like looking at me?"

"What? No!"

"So you don't like looking at me?"

"No!"

"You don't like what you see?"

"No! I mean...it's not that, it's just...you're my sister."

Truthfully, I loved looking at her, and I would be perfectly happy to
get a better look, but I figured I had to protest a little. I didn't
want her to think I was some kind of sicko. - If she only knew!

She continued. "So if I wasn't your sister, you'd be checking me out?"

"But you are."

"But if I wasn't, You'd be checking me out right?"

"I guess."

"So you do like what you see then?"

"Okay, yes. You look great Jamie, and if you weren't my sister, I'd
tear your clothes off and fuck you right here! Is that what you want
to hear?"

She giggled. "You pervert! You were checking out your sister!"

"Ugh!"

She laughed for a minute while I just shook my head.

"I'm just fucking with ya bro."

"Yea, I got that."

"But seriously, were you checking me out?"

"Yes. Yes I was!"

"Really, do you want me to change? If it really bothers you I will.
I'm just comfy."

"No, it's fine. Do whatever makes you happy."

"Oh so you won't mind if I loosen a few buttons."

She was taunting me, unbuttoning even more buttons on her shirt and
smiling.

"No, not at all. Then I can check you out easier."

She laughed. "I'll do it you know."

"Go ahead. It won't bother me."

"Okay, I'm taking it off."

"Go ahead, you don't have the guts!"

She unbuttoned all of her buttons with my eyes glued to her chest. She
grabbed her shirt as if she was going to open it up.

"I can't believe you! You were really gonna look!" 

"No I wasn't, because there was no way you were gonna do it!"

"You're just saying that so I'll do it!"

"You're right! See, I told you you don't have the guts!"

"You don't think I'll do it?"

"No."

"Oh, I'll do it! What do I care if you see my tits?"

"So then do it!"

"Okay, here I go. Last chance to back off."

I looked in her eyes, and then back at her chest. She took a deep
breath, and suddenly pulled her shirt open, revealing her tits. They
were awesome! Slightly smaller, carbon copies of mom's. She pulled her
shirt all the way off and threw it on the floor, settling back
comfortably on the couch, as if everything was normal. She giggled as
my eyes scanned her tits.

"Very nice. You got some set of tits there sis."

"I can't believe you're sitting there staring at my tits You pig!"

"Hey, you took `em out. No one said you had to."

She grabbed them with both hands, lifted them up and let them drop.
"So you like `em?"

I hoped that she wouldn't notice the hard-on that was developing in my
shorts.

"Yea, they're nice."

"Okay, your turn."

"What my turn?"

"I showed you mine, now you show me yours."

"Nobody said we were playing that game."

"C'mon! Fair is fair!"

"It's not the same thing. You just showed your tits. Whipping mine out
is more points."

"Is not! It's the same thing!"

"Not even close! Tits, don't equal penis in any game."

"That's not fair!"

"Hey, I didn't make the rules."

"Well, you gotta show me something."

"Fine" I said as I slipped my T-shirt off. I settled my eyes back on
the television as if I wasn't interested anymore.

"That's it? Big deal!"

"Hey fair is fair! It's not my fault you've got more to look at."

She looked at me carefully. "Fine" she said. Without warning, hooked
her thumbs into her underwear and slipped them down to her knees. She
lifted her legs up, tucking her knees in and sliding them all the way
off. She put her feet back on the floor and threw her panties at me.

"There, now you're turn."

"Nope, not the same thing."

"What do you mean? That's it! I showed mine, now you show yours."

"It's not the same. Mine's out. You can see everything when I take it
out. All I see of you is...well, what used to be pubic hair."

She looked miffed, but she wasn't going to back down now. She turned
her body towards mine and threw one leg up on the couch, giving me a
great view of her pink slit.

"And just so there's no confusion..."

She reached between her legs and spread her lips open, exposing
everything. I was totally shocked that she took it that far, but I
guess I had to oblige. She pulled her socks off and threw them on the
floor. Then she folded her arms and sat back on the armrest of the
couch, not bothering to close her legs.

"Boy, you really want to see my cock don't you?"

"C'mon, whip it out big boy. Fair is fair! You're not getting out of
this one!"

"Fair is fair!"

As I stood up to pull my shorts off, I had to smile at my unbelievable
luck this weekend!

I slipped my shorts down and stepped out of them. My hard-on bounced
freely, just feet away from my sister, and I sat back down. I tried to
lean back and push my hips up a bit to make it look as impressive as
possible.

"Oh my God...You're hard!"

I just looked at her and shrugged my shoulders.

"I can't believe you got a hard-on checking out your sister you perv."

"Hey, it doesn't know you're my sister! Besides, you could be excited
too, and I would never know it!"

She just smiled at me, and then her eyes fell back to my hard on. 

"It's pretty nice."

"Thanks."

"It's been a while since I've seen one."

"Am I making you come back to the other team?"

"Ha! don't flatter yourself!"

I shrugged my shoulders and turned my eyes back to the television. She
sat back and studied my hard-on for a few more seconds, glanced at the
television, then back at me.

"That's it?"

"What do you mean?"

She shook her head and mumbled "I'm definitely a lesbian."

"WHAT?"

"I'm sitting here completely naked and spread out, showing you
everything, and you're watching TV."

"Well what did you expect me to do? You're my sister!"

"I'm not saying I want you to fuck me, but you could show a little
interest!"

"You know what I think? I think you started this game because you like
me checking you out, and you're just mad because I didn't make a big
deal."

"So?"

"So, what do you want me to do?"

"Give me some feedback at least! Tell me what you think..."

"What? You look good, but you didn't need me to tell you that..."

I glanced down at my erection, and then back at her. She smiled.

"Yea, but it's still nice to hear. It's a little disappointing when
I'm sitting here naked and your just watching television!"

I grabbed the remote and flipped off the television.

"You're right. Okay, let me get a good look. Show me what you got."

She laughed and reached her hand between her legs, giving her pussy a
quick rub. My dick jumped.

"You're definitely hot Jamie, and any guy...or girl would be lucky to
have you."

"See? Was that so hard?"

"It is pretty hard..."

"I see!" She laughed again. "Do you need to go take care of that?"

"No, I'll be fine."

"You sure..."

She started rubbing herself more intently, and brought her other hand
to her chest, playfully rubbing her nipples while she smiled wickedly.

"Not even if I do this?"

"What are you doing Jamie?"

"I just want to see if I can still turn on a guy. Is it working?"

"If I said yes, will you stop?"

"Maybe..."

"Okay then, yes. It's working."

"So, aren't you gonna do something about it?"

She dipped a finger into her pussy and back out again. I could see the
wetness on her finger, and I couldn't resist anymore.

"You really want to do this?"

She nodded.

"You want to watch me jerk-off?"

"Why not? We can watch each other. It'll be hot! I want to see you
cum. It's been a long time since I've seen a guy."

"What the hell is going on with the women in this family?" I thought.
Jamie was really working on herself now, waiting for me to join her.
My cock was throbbing and dripping watching the show she was putting
on for me. I could no longer hold out. I wrapped my fist around the
shaft and started stroking my cock. Jamie moaned as soon as I touched
myself.

"Oh that's so hot. Let me see you jerk-off Justin."

I turned to face her, and mimicked her position, putting one leg up on
the couch so she could get a better view. She rubbed her foot on my
leg, sending a chill up my spine. I watched as she licked her fingers
and played with her clit. From what I could see, it was even bigger
than mom's.

She was really moaning now, and I knew she was ready to cum. 

"Whoever...cums last...loses" She said through gritted teeth.

I didn't need any further encouragement, and within seconds, my cum
was shooting out of my cock and dripping on to my fingers. She
followed right behind me. She arched her back, her head falling back
over the armrest. Her tits pushed up in the air, and her flat belly
stretched out in front of me was almost the hottest thing I'd ever
seen. She yelled loudly as she came, and when it was done, she flipped
her head back up and straightened herself out a bit. She took a deep
breath as her hand pressed firmly against her pussy.

"So what did I win?"

She smiled and tried to catch her breath. "What?"

"What did I win? I came first."

"I'm sure I can think of something."

"I'm sure you will."

"Thank you Justin, that is just what I needed."

"My pleasure."

She seemed to hesitate as her eyes scanned the scene.

"...This won't make things...weird between us now will it? I mean, you're
cool with this right?"

"I...uh..."

"I mean, you don't think I'm like fucked up or anything cause we did
that...cause it's just..."

She looked a little worried.

"Jamie, it's okay. I'm sure everything will be fine. It's not like we
fucked. We just played with ourselves. We didn't do anything wrong. We
didn't touch each other."

"Really?...I mean...yea, okay."

"We'll just chalk it up to you're confused state of mind."

"Huh! Why me? You did it too!"

I laughed. "Yea, but you really wanted it!"

"Shut-up! It wasn't like I had to twist your arm that bad!"

"Okay, we'll call it even."

She smiled. "I guess we'd better get dressed before mom gets home. You
made quite a mess there."

I looked down at my cum coated fingers and cock. "I guess so." 

She got up and got me a towel to clean up with as she got dressed. We
hung out on the couch for another hour or so until mom got home, just
watching TV, as if nothing happened.

When mom saw us she smiled, and walked into the kitchen. 

"I think you two have a lot to talk about." 

Jamie's face practically turned white. "Now?"

"Why not? Seems like a good a time as any. Just go and get it over
with so you can move on. It's not gonna be as bad as you think."

"No. I can't do it."

"Hey, I won remember? This is what you can do for me."

She took a deep breath.

"Okay. Will you come with me?"

"I don't think it's a good idea. You need to do this on your own."

"You're right. Okay."

"She hugged me, and reluctantly got up."

"Jamie...Don't forget to give her a hug. I think she needs one."

She nodded and headed into the kitchen. I got up and went to my room.

I must have fallen asleep, and woke up to my mother's voice saying my
name. I opened my eyes to see my mother sitting on my bed stroking her
hair.

"Dinner's almost ready sweetie."

I sat up, still a little disoriented. My mother smiled at me.

"Where's Jamie?"

"She's in the shower."

"Is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine. Thank you Justin."

She threw her arms around me and started crying.

"For what?"

"Jamie told me that it was you who told her to come to me."

"I didn't do anything mom."

She pulled away from me sniffing her tears back and wiping her eyes.
She managed a smile.

"Well, whatever you did, thank you."

"Your welcome."

"So...is everything...I mean, she told you..."

She nodded.

"Are you okay?"

She nodded again.

"It's not what I was expecting, nor is it what I wanted to hear
necessarily, but it's better than what I thought. I guess I'll just
have to live with it."

"It'll be fine mom, I'm sure. She's just confused. She'll probably
come around."

She nodded. "I know. I'm just thankful that she's okay."

"It's not the worst thing that could happen."

"I'm not concerned with her sexual preference, but more so with the
fact that she felt she couldn't tell me."

"I know."

"...But we had a nice long talk, and I think that will all change."

"Good."

"And I have you to thank for it."

"You don't have to thank me mom. I'm just glad that you're happy, and
everything can be normal again."

We both looked at each other and laughed.

"Well, I mean..."

"I know. But since we're on the subject, we're going to have to...well,
as long as Jamie will be here..."

"I know mom, it's okay. I understand."

She raised her eyebrow and looked at me.

"...She is in the shower...and I do feel that I should properly thank
you."

She put her hand on my cock and gave it a squeeze, causing it to
spring to life.

"As long as we can hear the water running..."

She bent down, pulling my cock from my shorts and put it in her mouth.
She ran her silky lips and expert tongue up and down my shaft and
super speed, urging on my cum. I laid back while she continued to suck
me off, but with all the action I'd been getting, I was a long way
off.

"Mom...I need to fuck you. I need your pussy..."

She stopped sucking and looked at me. She glanced back over her
shoulder towards the hallway, and back to me. She quickly stood up and
reached under her skirt, removing her panties and throwing them on the
floor.

"Oh Justin! We need to be quick."

She climbed on the bed, threw her leg over me and slowly sank herself
onto my waiting member. I couldn't believe how wet she was already as
she slid on to me easily.

"Oooh yeeesss...Your cock feels so good in mommy's pussy."

She bounced herself on my cock like a woman possessed. She was after
one thing.

"I need you to cum baby, Cum in mommy's pussy. I want your cock to
explode in me. Cum for mommy baby...Ooooh..."

I thrust myself up towards her as hard and fast as I could, trying to
match her rhythm, but I couldn't keep up. I could feel her cunt
muscles milking my cock, and I knew she was ready to cum herself. I
reached up and grabbed her neck, pulling her face to mine and kissing
her hard. That was all it took for my mother to cum.

"Mmmm...yeeessss...mommy's cumming! Cum for me Justin!"

Just as her orgasm was subsiding, mine kicked in, spraying gobs of cum
deep inside my mother.

"Yes baby...that's it...cum in mommy's pussy...It feels so good."

Just as I stopped, we heard the shower turn off. My mom kissed me
quickly and pulled herself off me. My cum dripped from her pussy onto
my stomach as my cock slipped out of her. She grabbed her panties and
wiped herself off. She straightened herself out and handed them to me.

"You'd better clean up, she'll be out any second. I'll see you
downstairs."

I quickly cleaned up, threw her panties under my bed and headed
downstairs for dinner.

It was the best night we'd had in a long time. We all talked like old
friends, laughing and joking. It was really good to see mom and Jamie
getting along again. Jamie reminded me of the fun loving girl she was
a few years ago.

After dinner, we all had a few beers and talked. I drank my share, and
although I was far from being drunk, I was glad that tomorrow was a
holiday and I didn't have to go in to work.

The more we drank, the more flirtatious we became. It wasn't anything
too wild, but it was definitely there. Or maybe I was just my
perception, but it definitely seemed that my mother and my sister were
being a little forward. It took me by surprise a little, seeing as
neither one knew about the other, nor would they want to be found out.
It was probably just me.

After a few hours, mom announced she was going to bed and hugged us
both before going to her room. Jamie and I cleaned up the kitchen.

"You want another beer Justin?"

"No, I'm done. I'm gonna go up to bed."

"Oh C'mon! Hang out with me for a while. I'm not tired yet."

She curled her lip and put on her squeaky voice, making it hard to
resist her.

"Fine, I'll hang for a little while."

"So mom was in a good mood huh?"

"Sure, why not? She got her little girl back." I said in a mocking
tone.

"Shut up! At least I'm not a mama's boy."

I chuckled. "Whatever. So everything went well I take it?"

"Yea, it was okay. Thanks Justin."

"Welcome."

"So what do you want to do?"

"Go to bed."

"C'mon, you said you'd stay. Want to play another game?"

She reached out and grabbed my hand, rubbing my arm and looking at me
with an evil look. There was no mistaking what her intentions were. I
pulled my hand away.

"I don't think that's such a good idea."

"Why not? Scared?"

"No! But for starters, mom is sleeping right above us, and you were
pretty loud today."

She laughed. "I know, I'm just messing with you."

"Yea right."

"Hoo! aren't you full of yourself? What makes you think I'd want to
play with you anyway."

"Beats me."

"Not with mom here anyway. Imagine?"

We both laughed.

"What do you think she would have done if she saw us today?"

"I don't even want to think about it."

Truthfully, I hadn't stopped thinking about the possibilities since
this afternoon, but I was sure there was no way it would ever happen.

"Maybe she would have played along." She laughed again.

"You're nuts! I doubt it!"

"You never know! Mom might be a wild kitten!"

"Oh yea, she's wild alright!"

"Well I'm sure she gets herself off from time to time. She has to, or
she would go crazy! I wonder how long it's been? God!"

I smiled. "I'm sure she's okay."

"Well, she might have played."

"Well why don't you go ask her, see what she says."

"No way!"

"Okay then."

"You're no fun."

"I know."

"Fine, I'm gonna go to bed then."

"I thought you weren't tired?"

"I didn't say I was going to sleep."

She kissed my cheek and left the room. I got up and finished cleaning
up, turned off the lights and made my way to my room. I wasn't in
there for a minute when Jamie came in wearing nothing but a short
robe, almost completely open. She sat on my bed with a big grin on her
face.

"What?"

"I just figured I'd give you something to think about before you went
to sleep."

She laid back, opening her robe all the way and letting her hands roam
over her body, all the while grinning widely.

"I just thought that you might like to have something to jerk-off to
before you go to sleep."

"What makes you think that it'll be you?"

"Oh c'mon! I know you'll be thinking about me. I'm gonna think about
you, and that nice dick of yours, cumming all over my tits...mmm"

She was really playing it up.

"It's okay, I want you to think about me. I want you to think about me
playing with myself."

She rolled onto her side and rested her head in her hand to face me,
while the other continued to roam her body.

"You already told me you like to look at me."

"Yea, but I can't think about you when I'm...doing that."

She laughed. "You know that I could get you to if I wanted."

"I'm sure you could."

"I was thinking about it, and it was kind of exciting knowing that we
could get caught, don't you think?"

"No! Especially if we do get caught."

"Don't be such a pussy! Even if mom heard, do you really think she'd
get up to see what it was? I'm sure she would just think it was me and
not bother. It would just be exciting to do it while there was someone
else close by."

"You're crazy!"

"So, what do you say? You want to watch me?"

I didn't answer. I just stood there.

"I'll take that as a yes!" Her eyes falling on my dick which was once
again, hard.

"C'mon Justin. I'll tell you what, if you watch me, I'll do it for
you."

"What? No! What's gotten into you Jamie?"

Her hand dropped and she looked down at the floor.

"I don't know. It's just...I'm so confused. I just wanted to feel...good
again, with someone I can trust...someone I love, and well...you...I know
I...we shouldn't be doing this but after today I just, I don't know. I'm
sorry."

She laughed. "I know, I'm just messing with you."

"Yea right."

"Hoo! aren't you full of yourself? What makes you think I'd want to
play with you anyway."

"Beats me."

"Not with mom here anyway. Imagine?"

We both laughed.

"What do you think she would have done if she saw us today?"

"I don't even want to think about it."

Truthfully, I hadn't stopped thinking about the possibilities since
this afternoon, but I was sure there was no way it would ever happen.

"Maybe she would have played along." She laughed again.

"You're nuts! I doubt it!"

"You never know! Mom might be a wild kitten!"

"Oh yea, she's wild alright!"

"Well I'm sure she gets herself off from time to time. She has to, or
she would go crazy! I wonder how long it's been? God!"

I smiled. "I'm sure she's okay."

"Well, she might have played."

"Well why don't you go ask her, see what she says."

"No way!"

"Okay then."

"You're no fun."

"I know."

"Fine, I'm gonna go to bed then."

"I thought you weren't tired?"

"I didn't say I was going to sleep."

She kissed my cheek and left the room. I got up and finished cleaning
up, turned off the lights and made my way to my room. I wasn't in
there for a minute when Jamie came in wearing nothing but a short
robe, almost completely open. She sat on my bed with a big grin on her
face.

"What?"

"I just figured I'd give you something to think about before you went
to sleep."

She laid back, opening her robe all the way and letting her hands roam
over her body, all the while grinning widely.

"I just thought that you might like to have something to jerk-off to
before you go to sleep."

"What makes you think that it'll be you?"

"Oh c'mon! I know you'll be thinking about me. I'm gonna think about
you, and that nice dick of yours, cumming all over my tits...mmm"

She was really playing it up.

"It's okay, I want you to think about me. I want you to think about me
playing with myself."

She rolled onto her side and rested her head in her hand to face me,
while the other continued to roam her body.

"You already told me you like to look at me."

"Yea, but I can't think about you when I'm...doing that."

She laughed. "You know that I could get you to if I wanted."

"I'm sure you could."

"I was thinking about it, and it was kind of exciting knowing that we
could get caught, don't you think?"

"No! Especially if we do get caught."

"Don't be such a pussy! Even if mom heard, do you really think she'd
get up to see what it was? I'm sure she would just think it was me and
not bother. It would just be exciting to do it while there was someone
else close by."

"You're crazy!"

"So, what do you say? You want to watch me?"

I didn't answer. I just stood there.

"I'll take that as a yes!" Her eyes falling on my dick which was once
again, hard.

"C'mon Justin. I'll tell you what, if you watch me, I'll do it for
you."

"What? No! What's gotten into you Jamie?"

Her hand dropped and she looked down at the floor.

"I don't know. It's just...I'm so confused. I just wanted to feel...good
again, with someone I can trust...someone I love, and well...you...I know
I...we shouldn't be doing this but after today I just, I don't know. I'm
sorry."

"It's okay. I know what you mean."

She sat up.

"It's just, at first I thought...well, I was just kidding around, but
then...you're so sweet, and I know you love me, it was just...exciting,
and then it happened, and now..."

"I understand Jamie, I really do. The truth is...I really want this, but
it's just, well complicated. I mean, I'm your brother, and then
there's mom..."

"Mom?"

"I mean, you know, if she found out."

"I know it's weird Justin, cause you're my brother, but I...I don't know
why I still want to."

"It's not that Jamie..."

"It's not?"

"I mean...well, no. Not really. I'm very attracted to you, and I love
you already, it's just...well it's complicated."

"What are those?"

"Huh?"

I wasn't looking at her until it was too late. She was leaning over
and picking up mom's panties, still wet with my cum. They obviously
weren't as concealed as I thought. She held them up to examine them.

"These aren't...mine, are they?"

"No."

"I didn't think so. OH!"

She pulled her hand away, obviously not expecting them to be filled
with cum. She let them dangle from one finger, inspecting them as they
hung.

"I guess you weren't done before huh?"

"Not exactly."

"You did this before you and me..."

"No, after."

"So you were thinking about me then?"

"Not really."

Her smile turned to a puzzled look.

"Wait a minute. Do you have a girlfriend? Are they hers?"

"No."

"So who's are they?"

I didn't answer.

"Justin, who's panties are these? They're not mine, and you don't have
a girlfriend..."

She looked at me.

"They're mom's."

"Oh my God." She dropped them on the bed next to her.

"So...after you and I...You jerked off again, thinking about...mom? You came
in her panties thinking about her?"

"Not exactly."

"What do you mean not exactly."

"I wasn't jerking off..."

"What are you talking about? They're full of..."

"Mom was wearing them..."

She stopped dead in her tracks and stared at me for a good minute,
completely speechless.

"Wait a minute. What are you saying? Are you telling me that you...and
mom?"

I nodded. All of a sudden, she smiled. 

"Wait a minute! You're full of shit! You're just fuckin' with me! You
asshole! You had me going! You're just saying that cause of what we
did."

I didn't say anything.

"Wait a minute. You are kidding right?"

I shook my head.

"Bullshit! Okay, so how long have you been fucking mom then?"

I told her the whole story, leaving out some details, but I basically
told her the way it happened. She still didn't believe me though.

"C'mon, You're making this all up! It just so happens that this all
started this weekend right?"

"I know it sounds strange, but it's true."

"Okay then, prove it."

"How?"

"If it's true, go in there right now and do it."

"I can't."

"...because you're lying!"

"No. It's because she knows you're here. She doesn't want you to find
out."

"Why not?"

"Probably because she's scared that you would freak or something."

She stood for a second, probably trying to decide if she should
believe me or not.

"Okay then, I have an idea. I'll go in there and tell her I have to go
to Melissa's to get something, and that I'll be back in a few hours.
Then you go in there, and I'll sneak back in and see for myself."

"You really want to do this?"

She nodded.

"Fine."

I sat down, and she got up. Just as she was about to leave, she
stopped.

"So let me ask you one more thing. If this is true, which I doubt it
is, why wouldn't you do anything with me? If you can do your mother,
you can certainly do your sister."

"Believe me, it's not that I don't want to. It's just, I didn't want
things to get out of hand, with mom and you. I didn't want to lose
either one of you."

"Really?"

I nodded. She sat back down next to me. "So you do want me then?"

"Very much." Her face was just inches from mine.

"Prove it."

I didn't hesitate, and I leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips. My
tongue entered her mouth, and my hands grabbed her body and pulled it
tightly into mine. She exhaled, and her hands wrapped tightly around
me. We kissed for a few minutes, letting our hands roam each other's
bodies. I didn't want to stop. I kissed her neck as my hands played
with her nipples.

"Okay, I believe you."

She pushed me away. "You do?"

"Well, not about mom, but definitely about me."

She stood up, closing her robe. "So, if this is true, do you think
that she would do us both?"

"I don't know. She did say she thought about other women."

"Shut up! Mom said that?"

I nodded. "Now I know you're lying."

"No, I swear. Why, would you do mom?"

"Are you kidding? I masturbated with my brother today, and came in her
trying to get you to fuck me. I never thought about it before, but Mom
is hot, and she's got the right stuff, of course I would!"

"Now that's something to think about!"

"Well if you're telling the truth, you might not have to think about
it."

She kissed me on the lips and left the room. I couldn't believe what
was about to possibly happen. My dick was ready to explode just
thinking about it. I reached in my shorts, fished my cock out and
began to stroke it thinking about fucking my sister's little pussy
while she sucked mom's clit. I was close to cumming when my door
opened again. My sister came in and kneeled in front of me, grabbing
my pumping fist.

"You'd better save that for later."

"I thought you said I was lying."

She smiled and stroked my head with her fingertips.

"It doesn't matter. I'm going to fuck you either way." 

She gave my dick a quick kiss and tucked it back in my shorts.

"I'm leaving in five minutes. Try to keep it in your pants until
then."

"Don't take too long to come back. I don't know how long I can last."

"Don't worry, I'm not even going to leave. I wouldn't want to miss a
second of this."

She left the room once again, and I waited to hear the door open and
close.

I immediately headed towards mom's room. Jamie was already headed back
up the stairs. I looked at her and held my finger to my lips as I
opened mom's door.

"Mom? I heard Jamie leave. Is everything okay?"

"Yes, fine. She just had to go back to Melissa's to get something.
She'll be back in an hour or so."

I raised my eyebrows and smiled. "Really?"

She nodded and smiled at me. "You are something else. What am I going
to do with you?"

"I can think of a few things."

"Don't you ever get enough?"

"Not with you."

Her eyes fell to my hard-on, straining my shorts. She licked her lips.

"Get those shorts off and get over here. Let mommy help you."

I stripped my shorts off as she stroked herself under the covers.

"I want you so bad mom. I couldn't stop thinking about you since you
left my room."

"Well get over here and tell mommy what you want her to do."

I slipped into her bed, and we kissed passionately, our hands grabbing
at each other. I quickly slipped two fingers inside her as she grabbed
my cock.

"Oooh, it's so hard! More than usual. You do miss mommy don't you?"

"Oh yes..."

"Well, I know exactly what to do with this."

"Not yet mom. I have a surprise for you."

"Oh Justin, this is the only thing I need."

"Just close your eyes and don't open them. Promise?"

She smiled and closed her eyes. I took my fingers out of her dripping
pussy and pulled the covers off her. I opened her legs wide.

"What are you doing to me?"

"Shhh...You'll see. I promise, you'll like it."

I pressed the head of my cock against her cheek. She turned her head
and stuck her tongue out, licking the tip and coating it with spit
before sucking it into her mouth. I pushed it all the way in, and then
pulled it out. I leaned down and whispered "No peaking" Before kissing
her.

Jamie was obviously listening to what was happening just outside the
door, and came in at that moment wearing a huge smile. She was already
naked, one hand gripped her crotch while the other played with her
already stiff nipples. She was obviously excited. She looked at mom,
lying naked on her bed waiting for her "surprise" and then back at me.
She stepped up to me and kissed me, giving my dick a quick stroke as
it crushed between us. Her tiny warm hands felt good on my cock. We
both walked to the foot of the bed. Jamie laid between her legs, her
face just inched from mom's hot pussy. I could have came right there.

"Are you ready mom?"

"Oh yes Justin! Please...I need to cum. Make mommy cum."

Jamie needed no more encouragement and dove right in to mom's pussy, I
stroked my dick slowly as I watched these two hot women in action. One
thing was for sure, Jamie sure knew how to eat pussy! She had mom
bucking and moaning in no time.

"Oh yes baby! Oh that's so good! Eat mommy's pussy baby."

Jamie looked up and me, watching me stroke my cock. Her hand was also
bust between her own legs as she continued to assault mom's clit with
her tongue. She gave me a nod, and I knew mom was close to cumming. It
was time to reveal her surprise. My stomach jumped as I approached
her. I quickly leaned down and took one of her nipples in my mouth.

I whispered "Open your eyes mom."

She hesitated, realizing that I wasn't the one eating her pussy. Her
eyes flew open. She looked right at me with a horrified look on her
face. She pushed my head away.

"Jamie?" She seemed to try and move, but, as if she knew exactly what
was going to happen, Jamie did something, and mom just fell back flat
on the bed, her body stiffening.

"Jamie! Oh God yeeeessss..." She came immediately, harder than I'd ever
seen. It seemed to last forever, and I thought mom was going to pass
out. Mom was actually gushing fluid, and Jamie was happily taking all
that she could. It was just about the hottest thing I'd ever seen.

Finally, Jamie stopped, and held her hand flat against mom's pussy as
mom continued to shake and twitch uncontrollably. Jamie then crawled
up the bed and lay down next to mom, grabbing her face and kissing her
on the lips. Mom reciprocated, seemingly still in a daze.

"Oh God...Jamie. How..."

Jamie smiled. "I found your panties in Justin's room. He told me
everything."

"I'm so sorry baby. It just...I didn't mean..."

"I know. He told me. It's okay mom. As long as I can play too."

I slipped in on the other side of my mother, and Jamie and I both
started to kiss her neck.

"Was that good mom?"

"That was incredible sweetie. Where did you learn to do that? Was it
Melissa?" Jamie nodded.

"I can teach you how mom."

She smiled. "I'd love too, but not now, I can't even feel my legs."

Jamie smiled, obviously feeling proud of herself. "Cool huh? Don't
worry, it goes away quickly."

Mom laughed. "I hope so." 

They kissed again. 

"Hey, what about me?"

Jamie smiled. "Don't worry Justin, you'll get yours. Be patient.
You've had the whole weekend with her, and now it's my turn."

Jamie curled her lip and put on her little girl voice. "Mommy, do you
want to see Justin fuck me?"

My mom looked at her, then at me. "Have you two...?"

"No" we said in unison.

"I know that you were upset because you thought I was gay, and I
thought you'd want to see that I'm not. So can I mommy. Pleeeaasse?"

My mom reached down and grabbed my cock. 

"I don't know if I can share..."

Jamie curled her lip again and kissed mom's neck. "Pleeease mommy. I
want you to watch me fuck him. I want you to see me cum. Then I want
you to eat my pussy while he fucks you. I want to see him fuck you
mommy...please?"

She was almost panting as she begged my mother for my cock. My mom
continued to stroke me. "Are you up for all that sweetie? Do you want
to fuck your sister while mommy watches?"

"Yes."

Mom smiled, and Jamie practically hurt herself getting over to me. She
put her arm around my neck and kissed me as she squeezed between mom
and I.

"Please be gentle Justin, it's been so long."

"Don't worry sweetie, he's wonderful."

I felt puffed up as these two beautiful women shared me. Jamie threw
her leg over me and rubbed the underside of her cock on her shaved
pussy before she lowered herself slowly onto it. Her body was amazing.
Her skin was smooth and tight. Her tits stuck straight out, and barely
bounced as she moved. She sighed loudly as she slowly sank onto my
cock. She was so tight I could feel the skin on my dick being pulled
down.

Mom watched us fuck for the first time as she lazily caressed her
nipples and pussy. It took us a while to get a rhythm going, but soon
enough, Jamie was riding my cock like a pro. She told me later that
she had only had sex with one other guy, just like mom, but it was
only once, and not nearly as good. Jamie moaned and sighed as we
fucked. She sucked on her own nipples and played with her clit, which
was driving me crazy.

Mom was kissing me as Jamie neared climax on my cock. She then got up
and kneeled next to Jamie. They started kissing and sucking each
other's tits, until Jamie put mom's hand on her clit, urging her to
play with her pussy. It was all I could take. I announced that I was
cumming, and Jamie pulled herself off of me.

"I'm not using anything, so we'll have to wait for that." But she
wasted no time putting my cock in her mouth. It was just the break I
needed so I could hold out a little longer. She held her ass in the
air as she blew me. Mom took the hint and got right behind her, diving
into her pussy for the first time. I reached up to finger mom as she
licked Jamie's cunt. Jamie was moaning as she sucked me off, making my
dick vibrate. It felt amazing.

Mom must have been doing okay, because Jamie started cumming, moaning
and yelling with a mouthful of cock. Shortly after, I announced that I
was cumming, and before I knew it, both Mom and Jamie had their mouth
on my dick, waiting for my seed. They eagerly lapped up every drop as
I came in Jamie's mouth, then mom's. When I was done, they kissed, and
it definitely kept me hard and wanting more.

"Now it's my turn. I hope you have enough left for mommy baby."

"Always."

Jamie took charge and got mom in a sixty-nine. She pulled mom on top
of her, allowing me to slip my dick in mom's pussy while Jamie licked
her clit and my balls. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever done,
and in no time, we were all cumming at the same time. There wasn't
much left of my cum by now, but whatever there was I gave it all to my
mom's pussy. Jamie did her best to get it all out when I was done.

Mom and I were spent, so we took turns eating my sister's pussy until
she couldn't cum anymore, and then we all collapsed. My mom lay in
between my sister and I. We traded kisses as we lay pressed and
twisted together. It was the best feeling.

Mom smiled at both of us. "I have never felt luckier. I have two
loving, sexy children, and I'm so glad we can all share this
together."

Personally, I couldn't be happier as the three of us drifted to sleep,
snuggled together and dreaming about all the things to come.

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