Our new home was slowly becoming settled; the garden was tidier; the bedrooms were in order and the pile of boxes of possessions was gradually disappearing. And even just twenty-four hours after arriving at our new home we'd more or less all had sex with each other, discovering new experiences as we went along while anticipating even more.
Tonight we'd have deliciously comfy beds on which to cavort and with both mother and sister almost demanding our combined attention we were certainly going to be busy.
It was how I imagined a honeymoon to be -- almost non-stop sex at least until we were replete, followed by a more steady menu. This week was therefore expected to be a veritable orgy of lust and love as we grew together.
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Dinner as almost always was tasty and comfortably filling and by the time we'd finished each of our plates were as good as empty, each belly replete. After a suitable pause to let our food go down we cleared the table, helped with the washing up and assisted with pouring refreshments, then we all adjourned to the lounge where we spread ourselves around. Mum and Sarah took over the settee while us two boys occupied comfy armchairs; our seating allowing us views down the garden to the slowly setting sun.
It was pleasantly cooler now than it had been during the earlier day but it was still quite warm enough for us youngsters to be in shorts and t-shirts with Sarah's top somehow knotted below her breasts. Mum on the other hand had been wearing a skirt for most of the day but now she discarded it and sat with one leg extended behind Sarah on the settee. Her pose stretched her knickers across her fluffy pussy in a manner that was decorative, alluring and provocative, so much so that Andy and I found ourselves adjusting our chairs to enable us to see her exposure more easily while Mum merely looked smug.
"Got to keep you two interested!" she said as she stroked her thighs, "Can't have you ogling Sarah all evening and not me."
There was a fair bit of generally light-hearted banter thrown around now, all of us joining in as we talked about everything from Mum's writing, which she'd had to pause, to discussions about the car and the shops and everything else but gradually the chatter began to centre on sex again and it was Mum who started it.
"I'm so pleased that you two boys are so open with each other," she said, glancing from Andy to me and back, "As for anal sex, I didn't even know you knew anything about it. How did you find out then?"
Andy somewhat reticent at first but gradually more enthusiastically, regaled us with his first experience.
"Yeah well, like I told Chris, it was this guy at work -- he started it," he explained, "I got on ok with him anyway and then we both happened to go to the toilets at the same time one day and it was quiet and we were joking around and he became, ummm, erect and he sort of pushed it out at me so I helped him play with it."
We all sniggered crudely at his description but Andy held his hands up to stop us.
"Shut up or I won't tell you," he said so we did and he continued.
"Like I said, he was showing off and when I saw him like that I got hard too," he said, "So we had to compare our tools, didn't we, and then we just had to feel each other's dicks and that was exciting...so a couple of days later we got round to wanking each other."
He paused as he reminisced, then continued once more.
"Anyway, then we met again, then we did some more exploring and it just grew from there. Yeah, but he was a bit odd, always wore bright colours -- I remember he always liked his shirt with flowers on it for example," he said, "But he was a nice enough guy and we just hit it off."
"Yeah, likely story," added Sarah, sticking her tongue out at him, "I always knew you were a bit that way!"
Andy stuck his tongue out at her too but I noticed that he blushed as her words struck home.
"Well, you can talk! What about you?" I asked of my sister, my enquiring mind wandering everywhere, "Where did you learn to go down on another woman?"
Sarah smiled enigmatically and tapped her nose.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out!" she said with a wink at her mother, "I'll just say that it was a rather similar story; it was a friend at college who taught me -- that's enough."
She paused and finished her glass of wine, then added, "I liked it though...and was I ok Mum, by the way?"
"More than ok," said Mum, emptying her own glass, "You really got me going -- what with that and your brothers doing it right there beside us! Goodness me, I'm getting all hot all of a sudden just thinking about it!"
Her hand drifted to the front of her t-shirt which she grasped and flapped around, causing me to grin at Andy, who grinned back.
"Take it off then Mum, if you're hot," he said, "I'll help you!"
"I bet you will!" she replied "And then you'll want to play with my tits, won't you?"
"Yeahhh!" enthused Andy, "And tease your lovely nipples and make them stand up -- and then you'll get all wet and then you'll want me to..."
"Stop it, you dirty beast!" said Mum with a twinkle in her eye, "Is that all you think about?"
"Yeahhhh!" I added eagerly, "Of course it is -- why, don't you think about it too?"
From the way Mum was squirming slightly it was obvious that the sexual heat had already reached her pussy and I nodded and grinned to Andy to see if he'd noticed.
He nodded and winked at me then rose from his chair, his eager cock already pushing ahead of him in his shorts.
I waited and watched, adjusting my own straining penis as Andy moved round behind his mother, his hands reaching down over her shoulders. She leaned back on the settee, relaxing as his hands began exploring. To me it appeared as if Mum's boobs were magnetically attracted to his hands as they seemed to lift upwards until hands and tits made contact, then Mum slumped back down, Andy's hands now cupping and covering her breasts.
"Ohhh yesss," she breathed, "Seems ages since you did that."
"It was only last night, not ages ago Mum," Andy replied, his fingers sliding seductively over her breasts, "You've been busy since then but anyway, how does this thing come off?"
With a shrug and a flurry of hands Mum removed her top, then with a quick squirm her bra was off too and then her hands were reaching for Andy's, pulling them back over her freed breasts.
"That's better," she cooed, "Just play with them, twist my nips, squeeze them, massage them but be gentle, I don't mind getting all worked up but do it nice and slowly."
"I thought you were already worked up," I commented as I adjusted my penis and inhaled the warm and delicious scent of warming pussy that seemed to be filling the air, "You certainly look all hot and horny."
