The rest of the day passed excruciatingly slowly. Allison went to her room to do homework and, I think, to replay the events that had just happened. I tried to follow her lead on the homework front, but kept finding myself pulling out my phone and replaying the video. I loaded it onto my computer to watch from a larger screen, staring at my mother beg to be taken harder, meaning and screaming like a whore as her eyes rolled back in her head in obvious pleasure. I couldn't help but get hard, rubbing my erection as I replayed scene over and over. I finally came again, spraying my cum over my hand as I watched my mother go from her ass to her mouth. Panting, I cleaned myself off, closed the file, and tried once again to get some schoolwork done.
The day went on, and Allison and I did our best not only to avoid our mother, but each other. She feigned a headache and skipped dinner, while I sat at the table that had earlier been the scene of the intense fuck, staring at the spot she had been bent over while ignoring her and my other sister Hannah talk about plans for her upcoming birthday party. I found myself staring at my mom, both in anger of her cheating on my dad, a good man who deserved better, and my own selfish, growing lust. It had been in front of me this whole time, how hot my mom was, but I never saw it until now.
Her tits were huge, having been implanted just over a year ago. I remember her begging my dad for them, and the thought of her making herself hotter for a string of boyfriends just made me angrier. They were easily DD, and sat high on her chest, bouncing with every movement. Her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail, bright red and hanging to almost her waist. Her pale skin was covered by a smattering of freckles, and she had dimples whenever she smiled or laughed. She certainly kept in shape, spending time at the gym every day. Was that where she had met her lover? How many had there been before?
I excused myself, having barely eaten anything, and returned to my room, quickly bringing the video back up. I kept staring at it, pausing to focus on the lust in my mom's face, slowing down to watch the way her breasts bounced with every thrust, blowing up the image of the mammoth cock pushing its way into her tight ass. She looked amazing, and was clearly made to be fucked. I realized I was moving past anger, and thinking about how easily this video could be put to use for my own purposes. The only question was, was this really something I was willing to do?
Shortly after nine, there was a quiet knock on the door, and Allison let herself in. She clearly had just gotten out of the shower, as her hair was wet. She was wearing her long sleep shirt that came down to her knees, and closed the door and leaned against it. She was clearly nervous, looking down at the floor and refusing to meet my gaze.
"Look, Ryan... I..." she paused, unsure of what to say. She bit her lower lip and was trembling slightly. I knew I would have to take the lead here, so I stood up from my desk and closed the distance, standing right in front of her. I leaned closer, so I was only inches away, and reached behind her to lock the door. She jumped slightly at the click of the lock, and I could see her bottom lip trembling. She was nervous, having doubts... but she was here, she clearly wanted something. It was my job to make her realize what she wanted was me.
I leaned close to her neck, inhaling, smelling her clean, fresh scent. She smelled like soap and citrus, and her skin was pale and soft. I exhaled slightly, blowing across her neck, and she shuddered, breathing in sharply. I leaned back, smiling, as I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her face up, forcing her to look at me. I looked straight into her deep green eyes, and my thumb brushed lightly over her lips. They parted slightly, and Allison held her breath. I smiled at her, and spoke softly.
"Ally, you're absolutely beautiful. I know you're confused by what happened today, so am I. But I think we should talk about it and figure a few things out, ok?" I stepped back slightly, creating space between us, and she started breathing again. I reached down and grabbed her hand, pulling her into the room. I sat in the chair, leaving her nowhere else to sit except the bed, which she did almost reluctantly. I leaned back, and saw her look to my computer screen, which was paused on an image of Mom being yanked backward by her hair as a huge black cock was forced into her asshole. Her eyes widened and her breath started coming more rapidly.
I smiled and hit play, and the movie started again. Allison just stared, clearly getting more and more excited. I saw her nipples hardening under the thin cloth of her shirt, her hand unconsciously moving down between her legs, lightly touching herself to the vivid scene unfolding in front of her again. I smiled, saying nothing, knowing this would only help her get more excited.
I slowly stood up, making sure I didn't distract her attention, and slowly moved to sit behind her on the bed. She almost immediately leaned back against me again, and I could feel my hardening cock press against her back. I saw her hand starting to move slightly faster between her legs. I leaned in, kissing her lightly on the neck and the shoulder blades. She gave a soft whimper as I reached around her, placing my hand over hers as she worked it between her legs. She finally moved her gaze from the screen to look at me, biting her lower lip and nodding at me almost imperceptibly.
I reached down, grabbing the base of her shirt and slowly pulled it up. Allison raised her arms over her head, allowing me to strip her quickly. I threw it to the side, staring down at her now nude body, taking it in for the first time and noticing how flawless it was.
Her pale, creamy skin was perfect, flawless, lightly smattered with freckles. Her firm, young C cup breasts sat high on her chest, perfectly sized, pointing slightly upward, tipped with beautiful pink nipples. Her rapid breathing caused her breasts to heave up and down, enhancing their perfection. Gazing down at her slightly parted legs, you could see her completely shaven pussy, already glistening with excitement. Her long, smooth legs sat akimbo, giving a great view of shapely calves, this ankles, and flawless feet.
I leaned forward and lightly kissed the side of her neck, watching goose bumps rise on her shoulders and arms as she shuddered slightly. She tried to put her hand back between her legs, desperate to resume touching herself, but I grabbed her wrist and gently but firmly moved it behind her back. She whimpered slightly, and I repeated it with the other wrist, holding both arms behind her back, keeping a firm grip on both her wrists with my left hand. She whimpered slightly and tried to pull away, but I held her tight, making her lean back against me.
"Shh... Just watch, Ally... just watch Mom take that huge cock. You know she's done this before, right? It's obvious she's a slut who has been fucking around for years. Listen to her moan and scream." I spoke in a low, deep voice, almost growling in her ear as my right hand began slowly and softly running over her skin. Her neck, her stomach, the sides of her breasts. I was teasing her; I wanted her to get so excited, so horny, so ready that she would be begging me. I needed to make her want this; it needed to be her idea to go to the next step. I knew I was manipulating my own sister for my sexual desires, and that's what made it so good.
Allison squirmed, moaned softly as our Mother screamed in pleasure and pain on the screen. I let me touch graze her nipples, focusing on her perfect tits. I cupped one from behind, feeling the soft yet firm resistance, the perfect weight, the hard nub of her pink nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I squeezed, pinching the nipple gently at first, then with more force, eliciting a gasp, then a whimper, then a moan. She responded to the force, holding her breath and sticking her chest out farther, pressing against my hand. "Ryan... please..." she whispered.
