Mom Ends the Drought

Awareness came slowly. Even through my closed eyelids I could tell it was light. I was laying on my back so I slowly opened my eyes. Yes, daylight, sunlight, but it seemed to be coming from the wrong direction, so not my own room. Warmth beside me, someone else. Then I remembered. Mom! She'd asked me to fuck her! Saying no was never an option, I'd wanted to fuck Mom ever since I found out what erections are for. I looked over toward where she lay beside me.

The single sheet covering us in the summer warmth had slipped, or been pushed, down so that it only covered Mom from her waist, down, her beautiful breasts bare. I let my eyes move up to her face. She was awake, her eyes on me, warm. She smiled, warm, loving.

"Morning, son. Sleep well?"

"Like a log, Mom. You?"

"Pretty much the same. I was so relaxed after that lovely fuck we shared I must have fallen asleep as soon as you kissed me goodnight."

"So it wasn't a dream, then. We

did

fuck."

"Most enjoyably, too. Wanna do it again?" She grinned. "Because if you do you need to be closer."

I laughed. "I can manage that," I said, inching across the bed, sliding my left arm under her neck, my right hand resting lightly on her stomach, bending to kiss her, a warm kiss, a kiss of love, feeling her fingers move my hand to her breast before moving down to fondle my cock, a cock which was growing as she fondled it, as her kiss stirred my senses.

"Protection?" I said, as her skillful stimulation brought my cock to an aching hardness

"I put my diaphragm in when I got up for a pee, earlier." She stretched up and kissed me. "Ready when you are, baby."

"Okay, Mom, prepare yourself, 'cause here I come!" And I eased myself over her, between her spread legs feeling her, cool, clever fingers guiding me into her heat and wetness. She was wet, and I mean

wet

, and it took only a couple of thrusts before my balls were against her ass. There was a soft gasp, almost a moan, and it could have come from either or both of us.

"Oh, yes!" said Mom, "that feels

good

!" She stretched up to kiss me, squeezing me with her inner muscles and I began that ancient yet always fresh rhythm of love - thrust, withdraw, in, out, repeat, repeat - with a soft, hissed

yes

coming from Mom as I moved. It wasn't long before I could feel that bone-deep stirring, tightening, that presages climax.

"Won't be long before I come, Mom."

"Ease up a little, honey, let me get my hand in," she murmured and without breaking my rhythm I eased up a little and felt her flat hand move between us, reaching for her clitoris. That just added to the sensations package and I knew it wouldn't -- couldn't -- be long before I came, only a dozen or so more strokes before I could feel that almost-ache that heralds climax.

"Gonna come, Mom, gonna come very soon, very soon now, ver -- oh,fuck! Now!" And I came, my jizz blasting into her depths, and I felt her pussy squeeze me as her own climax took her and we hurtled together over the sensations precipice that is orgasm, two sets of lungs straining to extract oxygen from the air.

Gradually, we stilled, calmed, our breathing normalizing, a pool of perspiration between us. Mom squeezed down on me with her pussy muscles, then stretched up to kiss me, a lover's kiss, not a parent's.

"Another good one, sweetheart. Thank you."

"

You're

thanking

me

? It should be me thanking you, thanking you for the precious gift of your body."

She laughed. "A gift prompted by greed. When I saw your cock at the nude beach yesterday I knew I had to have it in me. I know incest is wrong but I had to have you, and I want you again, later. For now, though, how about we share a shower?"

"Lead the way, temptress!"

The shower was fun, as we washed interesting portions of each other's anatomy, but eventually we turned it off and began to get dried. I love watching Mom dry her tits and she made a production out of it when she realized where my attention was focused. Eventually, though, we were dried, the towels in the laundry basket. Mom took my hands in hers.

"Want to stay naked, sweetheart? We'll keep robes handy in case anyone comes but I find that I like being naked with you and Sophie."

"It gets my vote, Mom. With two knockouts like you and Sophie to ogle, I'm all in favor of going naked."

"Okay, then, I declare the Allison household is now a nudist zone for family and friends."

"Yay!" I gestured vaguely towards my room. "I'm just going to check my email, Mom. Okay?"

"Okay, sweetie, and then I think it's time we had breakfast, don't you? Cereal and toast?"

"That will be fine, Mom. I'll only be about five minutes."

"I'll start the toast after I've had my cereal, then, you should be back by then."

And that's the way it turned out. There was nothing exciting in my email, just a couple from college friends, the usual junk, and a couple from sites I subscribe to. Four minutes twenty-five seconds after switching on I made my way back downstairs. Mom was busy with the toaster, her back to me, and I took a moment to admire the curve of back into ass into thigh. Beautiful! I guess she must have been watching my distorted reflection in the chromed panel on the side of the toaster as she spoke without turning round.

"Stop ogling my ass and get yourself some cereal."

I laughed. "An ass well worth ogling, Mom, but okay, I will feed my stomach instead of my eyes."

Half an hour later, cereal and toast duly consumed, we flopped down on the couch in the living room, still naked, coffees on the table in front of us.

"Anything you want to do, son?" said Mom.

"Fuck you, maybe," I said.

"I was thinking that, too, but Sophie will be home soon and I don't want her to catch us in flagrante, so to speak. I want to let her know that we're both good with it, and that it's not coercion by either of us on the other."

"But we will fuck again?"

"Definitely. You've given me some of the best sex I've had since my first time back in high school."

"And you have given me my best sex ever."

"Well, I've had a little more practice over the years, learned a few skills to share with you." She smiled. "And I'm enjoying the sharing.

And,

I've just remembered, I'm supposed to be going to the clinic to get myself back on the pill!" She frowned. "I'll do that tomorrow, let's get Sophie up to speed first." She glanced out of the window. "And here she comes. Stay naked, son, and we'll put her in the picture. Better if she knows it's a sharing and not a taking."

Sophie had been to a sleepover at her friend Tanya's home, Tanya, Sophie and a couple of their other friends from their high school days but now she was home again. She came into the sitting room after letting herself in and stopped dead when she saw that Mom and I were naked. She opened her mouth to speak but Mom spoke first.

"Hi, honey, and welcome to the Allison family nudist center. Enjoy your sleepover?"

"Yeah, it was fun. Tanya is

evil!

" she said, laughing, "but what's with the nudist thing?"

"Well, I enjoyed myself so much yesterday that I wanted to continue and if the two of you are agreeable, I'd like us to go back to the beach, tomorrow, after all we are members now."

"Gets my vote, Mom," I said, the idea having instant appeal.

"Yeah, I'd like that," said Sophie. "Tanya and Suzi have been members for a couple of months now, as I found out last night."

"That's not all, sweetie, come over here and sit down. I have something to tell you," said Mom, patting the couch seat beside her.

"How about I go and get naked first? I'm definitely over-dressed compared to you two."

"Okay, honey, you go and do that."

As Sophie left the room and set off upstairs to her room, Mom turned to me.

"Sweetheart, I think it might be best if I'm alone when Sophie comes back. You go and have a swim or something while I bring her up to speed. And if she wants a piece of the action, what do I tell her?

"Tell her I'm good with it, Mom. For now, though, I shall duly go and immerse myself in the pool."

"See you there in a few minutes, then."

The pool was pleasantly cool and I put in a few hard laps while I waited for my ladies to join me. I happened to be swimming towards them when they came out and I was relieved to see smiles on both faces. They spotted me and Sophie waved, then dived into the pool and swam towards me. She let her feet find the bottom and grinned at me.

"So, stud, what was it like, fucking Mom? I know

she

enjoyed it from what she just told me, but how about you?"

"To put it bluntly, sis, an absolutely incredible fuck, best I ever had."

"That bad, huh?" said Sophie, laughing, then sobered. "Some time soon, bro, can we share a bed and fuck? Mom says it's up to us. I've only fucked a couple of times and I'd like to do it with someone Mom says is very good. So, what do you say?"

"I say yes, please, if you're sure that's what you want?"

"It is, but for now, as we're in our lovely pool, let's swim!"

So we did, joined a few minutes later by Mom. The three of us just played around and enjoyed ourselves, but after about forty minutes we'd had enough, and the three of us left the pool.

"Want to share my shower?" said Mom, and Sophie and I cheerfully assented. The shower was fun as we washed interesting portions of each other's anatomy, and my cock and balls were almost sparkling after the attention they got from Mom and Sophie. Mind you, their tits and pussies were pretty clean, too!

Dried, we wandered back to the sitting room, Mom and Sophie parked themselves on the couch and I took the armchair, mostly so I could study the two naked lovelies, and they were worth the study.

"He's comparing us, Mom," said Sophie.

"Of course he is, sweetheart. He's male, we're female, and not only are we female, but we're naked, too."

"And both very lovely, too," I said, laughing. "Two of the loveliest women I've been privileged to see naked. No, correction,

the

two loveliest women I have ever seen naked."

Sophie laughed. "You might think otherwise if you'd seen me, Tanya and Suzi last night, not a stitch of clothing between the three of us."

"Now that is a sight I'd like to see, and if we join the club perhaps I will," I replied.

"I'll make sure you do, big brother."

"Thanks, sis. Um, Sophie, I thought there were going to be four of you at the sleepover?"

"There were, Elaine couldn't make it, she picked up a bad cold and didn't want to be coughing all over us."

"That was good of her," said Mom, "I know you were all looking forward to the time together. So, tell me, what did you all get up to?"

"As we're all being frank about our sexual experiences, apparently, tell me, Mom, have you ever had another woman's mouth tasting your pussy?" said Sophie, slightly hesitant.

Mom grinned. "Yes, baby, your Mom has indeed had another woman's mouth on her pussy, several times, in fact, but I prefer a nice, hard cock with a warm man attached who knows how to use it. And before you ask, yes, Peter

is

such a man."

"And thank you for that endorsement, Mom," I said, with a mile-wide grin.

"Only the truth, sweetheart.. So, why the quiz, Sophie? Did you and Tanya and Suzi try a little pussy munching?"

Sophie laughed. "Yes, we did. You would have enjoyed the view, big brother, me eating Tanya, Tanya eating Suzi and Suzi eating me. Somehow we all managed to get each other to come, too. Which reminds me -- Mom, can you show me how best to shave my pussy? It has to be better eating hairless pussy."

"It is. But I didn't shave my pussy, Peter did it for me."

I seized the moment. "Before you ask, sis, if you want me to shave your pussy for you, the answer is yes. But there's a price."

"A price, huh. Go on, tell me the worst."

"Once your pussy is shaved I get to eat it then fuck it." I held my breath, relaxing when Sophie smiled.

"That, big brother, is a price I'm willing to pay, so yes, please shave my pussy."

"Before you do that, kids," said Mom, "I think it's time we thought about lunch. There's cold chicken and salad stuff in the refrigerator, so how about chicken salad sandwiches for lunch. Won't take long to prepare with three of us working. After lunch take Peter up to your room, Sophie, and I won't expect the two of you back down here until you're ready. Deal?"

"Deal, Mom," said Sophie and I in chorus.

It was a fun time preparing the sandwiches, then eating them, followed by a dish of ice cream, but eventually we were done. Sophie looked across at me at the same time I looked at her, and we turned to Mom, who laughed.

"Go, the two of you, and enjoy yourselves, and I'll look forward to comparing shaved pussies later, Sophie."

Sophie held out her hand to me, I took it, and we turned to Mom, who held out her arms and drew us into a hug, then gave each of us a kiss.

"I know I shouldn't really be encouraging my children to commit incest, but I enjoyed fucking Peter very much, Sophie, and I think you will, too."

"Hope so, Mom, and I'll soon know. Come on, Peter, pussy shaving time," said Sophie, leading me towards the staircase.

"The clippers are still in my room," Mom called after us, "bedside cabinet."

"How are we going to do this?" said Sophie as she led me into her room.

"I'll use the clippers on your mons, and the clippers and my razor on your labia."

"I hope your razor is waterproof, I'm soaking."

"Don't worry, it's the wet-and-dry model. Grab a towel from the bathroom and I'll get my razor and the clippers." The work of moments, and I went back into Sophie's room, where she was waiting with the towel. She held it out to me and I took it and spread it on her bed.

"Okay, sis, lay yourself down and spread those lovely legs of yours so I can get at your pussy."

Again, the work of moments, and Sophie was laying on her bed, ready, a spot of bright color on each cheek. She smiled, nervous.

"Okay, bro, I'm ready."

Just like with Mom, I took my time and it was almost twenty-five minutes before I was satisfied that the job was done. I studied Sophie's now hairless pussy, then smiled at her.

"Beautiful."

"Hardly. I know what a pussy looks like and beautiful isn't the word I would use to describe it. Here, bro," she said, handing me her phone, "take a photo."

The work of moments, and I handed her phone back to her. She studied the photo for a moment, then smiled at me.

"Excellent work, bro. Now, weren't you going to eat me?"

"Yep, but let's get rid of this debris, first. Up you get, careful now." It was the work of moments to tip the pussy trimmings into Sophie's waste basket, and return the towel to the bathroom. We looked at each other, then Sophie held out her arms.

"Kiss me, bro, but kiss me as your lover, not your sister." I moved into her embrace and she raised her lips to mine, the kiss taking us both, hot, heavy, tongues twining. Eventually Sophie broke it and grinned at me.

"Well, now I can answer one of Tanya's questions."

"And that is?"

"What's Peter like as a kisser. Tanya, my sweet, he's a great kisser!"

"And what else have the two of you said about me?"

"Well, she did say that if she found you in her bed, she wouldn't let you out until you'd fucked her."

A jolt of pure lust, I think, flashed through me at the thought of fucking Sophie's slim, brunette friend.

"Well, if the chance ever arises I won't say no."

Sophie laughed. "I'll tell her, next time I see her."

"You do that, but don't we have something to do now?"

"We do. First, a pussy eating, and then a fuck, I believe. So, how do you want me, Peter?"

"Get comfortable on your back, and spread your legs, give me access to your pussy."

The work of moments, and Sophie was comfortable in a nest of pillows, legs spread, pussy gleaming with a hint of her juices.

"Ready?" She nodded, and I lowered my head towards her mons, taking a deep breath. Yes, the unmistakable aroma of a sex-ready pussy, rich, complicated.

"You like my smell?" she asked.

"I love it, it tells me you're ready for love. Okay, sis, here goes," and I lowered my head, extending my tongue to sweep it up her slit, from anus to clitoris. She was right, she was almost wet enough to drink, not eat, hot, salty-sweet, rich. I stiffened my tongue, pushed it into her core, then ran it up between labia and thigh, up to her mons, then lightly flicking her clitoris with my tongue before moving down again, into her. Her breathing was heavier now, almost panting, and I sensed she was close but even so it took me, took us, by surprise because she screamed tightly, then her pussy was trying to drain the non-existent penis, her thighs clamping my head so that I feared for my ears, but the moment passed, the tension eased, and she was pulling at me, up, to join her in a kiss, hot, wet, wanting, a kiss of passion.

I broke the kiss, moving back down the bed, pulling at her ankles, sliding her down the bed to lie beneath me, my cock hot, hard, ready for her, poised over her and she reached down and guided me into her as I pushed forward into her core, hot, wet, ready for me, the moment taking us both so that as I began the rhythmic thrusts of love, so her own hips were pushing back at me and it wasn't long before we crested the precipice of climactic sensation together, surging into climax together with primeval cries of completion.

Eventually, though, we calmed, eventually our breathing normalized, eventually awareness of our surroundings returned. I smiled down at Sophie and she blew me a kiss.

"That, my lovely brother, was absolutely fucking marvelous. Much, much better than my first time, or my second and third come to that, absolutely my best ever fuck."

"It was pretty good for me too, sis, you and Mom have been my best fucks." I grinned down at her. "Maybe it's the incest factor."

"Maybe it is. Best ease out, bro, you're a little heavy."

I eased myself from her soaking tunnel and collapsed to my back alongside her. Her hand came out and took mine, squeezing it.

"Thank you, Peter, for giving me the most wonderful sensations I have ever experienced."

"My pleasure, Sophie, my pleasure."

"Ours, I think," she retorted.

"Yes, ours." I glanced at my watch. Two-thirty. I turned to Sophie. "Shower?"

"Not yet, I'm still tingling. Give me five minutes, or, better, kiss me." A long kiss, a warming kiss, not the kiss of siblings nor the kiss of lovers, but somewhere in between, and both of us were reluctant to break it. Eventually, though, we were ready and enjoyed the shower together, sharing kisses, tickles and assorted caresses, before eventually drying ourselves, then making our way downstairs after Sophie had dried her hair.

Mom was in her usual armchair, reading, but put her magazine aside as we went in. She smiled at us.

"Well, how did it go?"

"You were right, Mom, Peter's cock does feel good in a girl's pussy. That was my best ever fuck." She laughed. "Not that I've had many, Peter was my fourth."

"And the pussy shave?"

"Made me wetter, ready for Peter to fuck me."

"So you've both had a good time, then?"

"Absolutely!"

"Yeah!"

"Okay, then I suspect you both may be hungry?" said Mom, arching her brows. "How about I order some takeaway? And what would you like?"

Consensus was Chinese and Mom ordered it for six-thirty delivery. The time was about ten after five, so not too long to wait. Mom stood.

"I think I'll have a swim. Anyone else?" Two minutes later there were three of us in the pool, and we just played around, enjoying ourselves, until the poolside repeater announced that someone was at the door, Mom grabbed her robe, and five minutes later we were all enjoying our takeaway, followed by our usual dessert, a dish of ice-cream. Finished, we loaded the dirty dishes and cutlery into the dishwasher, the cartons into the trashcan, and then ourselves into the sitting room, Sophie and me on the couch, Mom in an armchair.