So, here's the background. My wife suffers from chronic pain, so she sleeps in her own bedroom. My Mom had joined us a month or so ago after having left the home of my brother, whose wife was a cunt. She had her own room, too. And my sister, Miranda, had joined us later on, sleeping in the twin bed next to mine.
I had spent my whole life as a voyeur, but the past month or so had been heaven. I had been peeping on my Mom, on my sister, and even on my wife. I was an equal opportunity peeper.
During the past month I had been lucky enough to get numerous blow-jobs from my wife, Elena. I had also reached a golden dream and had reamed out the pussy of my Mom. Finally, I had initiated my sister, Miranda, into the joys of sex. She was still a virgin, until this night.
We had been caught by Elena. I wasn't sure if that was unfortunate or not yet. Elena had walked in just as I was shooting a huge wad up Miranda's creaming, no longer virgin pussy. There was no way either of us could have stopped cumming, and I kept cumming until I was dry. Then I pulled out my slimy cock and said to Elena, "There's a good explanation."
Miranda had started crying again. I was sort of lost. Then Mom came slowly into the room, took in the story at a glance, and smiled broadly.
"Thank you little man. You've finally made this family whole."
Elena looked at her, at Miranda, at me, and said again, "What the fuck?"
I was a little conflicted, but Mom took charge. She pushed me over to Miranda and said, "Comfort her, make her feel this was alright."
Then she took Elena in her arms and caressed her.
"Come with me, Elena, we need to talk."
I took Miranda in my arms and we talked about everything that had happened after she came out of the shower. How I had introduced her to true love, both emotional and physical. How it felt when I had
made love to her whole body, and how she had enjoyed every little bit of it. How she had lost her virginity and had orgasms, so many she had lost count. And finally, how I had cum in her little pixie pussy, and it had been good.
Later, Mom told me what happened in her room with Elena. My wife had always depended upon me both physically and mentally. It was nearly impossible to wrap her mind around me making love to her sister-in-law. Now, she found out from Mom, who believed in bluntness, that I had also used enjoyed my own mother's body. It was a lot to take in.
Finally, after having made Miranda feel good about the whole evening, I went into Mom's room and approached my wife, Elena. She was sitting beside Mom on the bed. I knelt down before her and took her hands in mine.
"You have to know, after all we've been through, the pain you've endured and I've tried my best to alleviate, after all the love-making we've done, after all the blow-jobs and fucks," and here she seemed to turn into the shy girl I met in college, "that we are lovers, always have been, always will be. Nothing has changed that."
Then I decided to do something about the situation that might ruin it for all of us, or make it better than ever.
I stood up. I was still buck naked from making love to Miranda. My dick was still slimy with her virgin cum. Knowing what I was about to do, my cock started pointing upward.
I put my hand behind Elena's head, pushing my fingers into her curly, blond hair and pulled her head down toward my prick.
"Suck my dick, bitch," I said, as I always did before a sucking session. This was our little game, started long ago in college. She had always, for some reason, wanted to feel "forced" to do what she actually loved with a passion.
And she complied. She began licking and sucking my cock, with the new virgin juices of Miranda adding to the flavor. There was a fervor there that made me know everything was going to be alright. She even took some time to lick my balls, before returning to cram my whole cock down her throat. That girl could never get enough dick.
All the while Miranda had been watching from the bedroom door. I had heard her creeping up behind me as I had slowly gone into Mom's room. And Mom had never stopped caressing Elena's hair and shoulders with her loving, mother hands.
When I finally came, this time for the second time tonight, there wasn't a lot of cum. Most had gone into Miranda's hairless pussy. But this time was a little different for Elena. She had had an audience to her craftsmanship. She had tasted another woman's cunt juice. And she had really felt like the center of attention.
This had certainly conflicted with her natural shyness, but I couldn't help noticing that she was looking up at my familiar face with a mouthful of cum and grinning at the same time.
I thought this was good time for everyone to get some rest, and reflect upon the night's events. First, we tucked Mom into bed. She was crying a little, but from happiness. Her family had never been closer, and it pleased her. Then I gathered my wife up in my arms and carried her to her special bed.
I knew from past experience she would be in pain, so I gave her some medicine and fixed her pillows the way she liked them arranged. I kissed her and told her how much I loved her.
Finally, I went to my own room, where had already climbed back into bed, but not wearing her teddy this time. Things had changed. And I didn't bother putting my boxers back on, either.
We talked for a while as we lay in separate beds. We again went over the events of the evening, Miranda adding that she had really enjoyed watching Elena suck my cock, and wishing she could do it.
