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The liquor had got the best of us. Post orgasmic bliss. We lay dazed on the living room floor. Softness pushing against my ribs. Something wet against my thigh. Soft hairs tickling my neck. The smell was definitely feminine. Limbs sprawled across my body. Lying on the floor was never this comfortable. The content purr of the woman sleeping next to me was a sound that provided me with such comfort. Her nipples softly indenting my skin. Bliss.
I didn't want to move. Scared I would wake the beauty next to me. My dick however had other plans. It was on a rise. Inches away from poking the leg that was sprawled across my mid-section. Blood kept rushing to my organ and it reached full mast, finding its intended target. I still had my eyes closed. This time however it was definitely not a dream. There was a naked woman next to me and we had most likely passed out together.
I tried remembering what happened after dinner last night. Images flooded my mind. Blood flooded my dick. It was now throbbing against the leg. 'Mmmmm....I heard a soft moan come from the crook my neck. The leg moved up and came down on my dick, trapping it under the heat. I was seeing my mom and sister in my head. They were being very naughty as I took pictures of them. My little sister, the one I shared many childhood memories with, was now in my mind, naked and slutty. This was not normal. Families are not supposed to be like this. Yet I couldn't stop thinking about how her pussy looked like. It was such a cute pussy. I wanted her to sit it on my face all day long. Her taste was phenomenal. I had found a new home for my tongue to be at. Deep in her pussy. Her juices needed to be flowing over it, or it would just dry out.
My dick had also found a new home for the moment. Trapped under the leg, I started moving my hips. Thrusting myself against it. I needed to cum. Not worried anymore about waking up the woman next to me, I increased my pace. I could feel her pussy grinding on my thigh. Spreading its wetness all over it. She was still passed out, I was moving her body from my thrusting. I realised that she would not wake even from the hardest thrust. I kept at it. The feeling was amazing. My eyes still closed, picturing my baby sister. 'Would I cum from this? I thought to myself. There was not enough lubrication for my dick to slide easily back and forth under the leg.
I needed more. I wanted to fuck whoever was next to me. I slowly opened my eyes. Feeling a bit disorientated at first, I blinked a few times, trying to get the haze out of my eyes. Looking down at myself, I saw a naked form draped across me. There was a mess of hair on my chest. A leg across my dick, and an arm trapping me under her. I nudged her with my shoulder. No response. So I lifted her off of me, and pushed her gently on to her back. What lay beside me was my very naked and vulnerable mother. I took a moment to look over her face. She was sooo pretty, just lying there. Her breathing was still soft. No signs of waking up just yet.
I was still hard. Seeing my mom like this was tempting me to just stick my dick in her pussy and pound her till she wakes up screaming. But I couldn't do that. I looked around the room and spotted my sister. She was sleeping curled up by herself in front of the fireplace. Also naked I must add. Her blemish free back was facing me. Her cute little butt glowing in the light of dawn. 'Another place to stick my dick, I thought to myself.
Here was my family. All of us naked in our living room. How could we explain this situation to anyone? I had to be strong for them. I couldn't take advantage of their weakness at this time. Maybe it was the wine that got them naked for me last night, but they might feel differently when they wake up. I needed to take care of my girls and treat them as a good son and brother would. So got up and picked up my mom and set her little body down on the couch. I still took my time to check her body out, just in case this would be the last time I got to see her this way. Her boobs fell back on her chest as I set her down. Her delicious nipples crying out, just begging to be sucked on. Her skin was soo soft. I don't know what it is with women, but their skin is just too damn soft. I just wanted to rub my face all over body like a fucking cat. I know, yes I'm a sick fucking perv. She looked peaceful. I covered her with a thin sheet, and went over to check on my sister.
She was also purring softly, unaware of the time of day. The heat from the fireplace had her sleeping comfortably. She looked soo cute. There was no way I would have taken advantage of this cute girl in front of me. It was definitely tough to tell my dick that there would be no action this morning. I picked her up off the floor as well and set her on the love seat. She curled up and dug herself deep into the cushion, softly purring at her satisfaction of being placed on a comfortable sleeping surface. She had faced away from me, so I couldn't clearly see her boobs, but her cute little butt was facing me. I told myself to walk away and leave her in peace, but my knees gave way and I sunk down to the level of her butt. There it was, right in front of me. The cutest butt I had ever seen. Her legs were tucked up to her chest, so her little asshole was right there to be feasted on by my hungry eyes. Her pussy was too small to be seen from this angle, I could only see her outer lips. It still looked very appetizing. I moved my head even closer to her asshole, to study it in more detail. It had a sheen of wetness over it, looked like sweat. Her scent was ever present in the air as I got even closer. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. 'OHH GODDD...I thought to myself. How can a person smell soo good??'
I hadn't even realized it, but my hand had reached my dick and was pulling on it. I had to control myself and not do this. It was not right. I had to leave the room and take a few moments to consider my actions of the previous day. I walked away towards the kitchen, but I looked back at the living room. It was a mess. A couple dresses were thrown about, panties on the floor, bottles and glasses on the coffee table. A couple naked girls on the couches. WOW. 'Pinch yourself....I told myself. And I did, and it did hurt. Fuck me I am definitely not dreaming. There was a camera also lying on the carpet next to the panties. 'Should I go pick it up and look at the pictures? I asked myself. Would it be wrong? Maybe I should just delete them and forget anything ever happened. The girls might wake up and not even know what they did last night and we could go back to being a normal family.
The latter seemed like the best choice. So I walked over to the camera and picked it up. The panties were caught on the strap. I pulled them off. They were still damp to touch. I brought them to my nose. 'FUCKK.... I groaned. They smelled like mom. I stuck my tongue out and licked at them a bit. Delicious. I took them and the camera back to the kitchen. I was damn thirsty. Since I couldn't stick my tongue in any of the pussies out there I had to satisfy my thirst with some cold water. I chugged a few glasses, leaned back against the counter and thought about what I would do next.
The camera was sitting right next to me. The events of last night were all captured on it. Hundreds of pictures, showing in detail everything that my mom and sister did as they posed for me. Would it be right to see this without them? Should I wait for them to wake up then share the pictures with them? I decided on waiting till they asked me questions about last night and then if need be I'd pull out the pictures.
My mom was not the type of person who would take off her clothes in front of anyone, let alone her own kids. She was not shy or conservative, but purposely flaunting her assets was not something I had ever seen her do. She rarely went on dates with anyone. Me and my sister were her only priority in life. My parents never got married even after they had both myself and my sister. My dad had a great career opportunity that involved a ton of travel, so shortly after my sister was born, he left. Mom never let that bother us. She was always there for us when we needed her. They had separated on amicable terms, still remaining great friends. Although we never got to see him much growing up, we knew he still loved us. He just loved his job about the same. The great thing about his job was that it paid very well. We were never short of money. His way of loving us was sending mom a great big check containing a couple commas every few months.
My dad's name is Martin Laurent. In case you might not have heard of him, he is the CFO for a major company based out of Italy. His lifestyle involves many fancy dinners every week, a couple fine ladies after that. When you have that kind of money people throw themselves at you. It doesn't hurt that he is also a good looking man. Who do you think I get my good looks from?'
My mom, Patricia, or Trisha as she likes to be called, had other plans for her life. She wanted to be a housewife living in Montana. Having all the money meant very little to her. We lived in a comfortable sized house. We didn't need a mansion. The money she got was almost always transferred straight away into education funds for me and Sasha. That being said, we had a great childhood, never short of anything we needed. Except for maybe the presence of a father figure. Mom could have definitely used a helping hand raising two kids, but I never saw her struggle. She was never stressed out. Always a fun companion to us. She still made time to keep herself in great shape. So you see why I couldn't disrespect her, by taking advantage of her.
I knew that we had fucked the night before, but would she know that. Her pussy had felt great around my dick. But she had been very drunk. 'How would our lives change from this? Would I get kicked out of the house? I was lost in my thoughts. Still leaning on the counter, without any clothes on. I put my thoughts aside for a minute and went upstairs to get cleaned up. I went into the bathroom, closed the door behind me and took my morning piss and without incident this time hopped into the shower and got clean. I waited for a bit longer, expecting a knock at the door. I wanted someone to come in and see me. But there was no one.
