All characters in the story are over the age of eighteen and consent to all activities. The characters and storyline are of course fictional and bear no resemblance to anyone I know. It contains incest and mild domination. If these do not excite you, then I fully understand if you do not read on.
Thanks again if you do.
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"Wake up sleepy heads." Her voice comes through the haze of my dream. The dream of my mom sucking my cock. The dream of my girlfriend's face contorting in ecstasy as my sister plunges a fat dildo into her pussy. "Mmmm," I respond as a hand gently rocks my shoulder.
"Lewis, Buttercup, time to get up."
I dozily open my eyes and Mom is leaning over me and smiling. She looks different. Her hair maybe. Her face? Is it the make-up? No, no make-up. Same but different. Her face is close to mine. Her long blond hair hangs toward me, her bright blue eyes piercing my heart, her lips full and sensuous, glistening slightly. I want to reach up and touch them.
Mom is wearing a kimono-style dressing gown, large flower white print on a green background. My eyes drop to her cleavage as she is bending over me, her dressing gown hangs forward away from the skin. Her naked body is underneath. The beautiful naked body that I was touching last night. That I was fucking last night. Beautiful. Definitely beautiful. She speaks again, quietly, smiling. She knows exactly where I am looking. Maybe I imagine it, but I think she bends forward a liitle further.
"We have to get Emma home, sweetie. I've put some juice there for each of you" she motions to my bedside table.
I look to my left, and my girlfriend Emma is on her side, facing me, still asleep. After last night's exploits, I'm not surprised. I move my hand over to her and stroke her hair. She murmurs before opening her eyes to look at me.
"Ah. There she is. Good morning Emma," my mom whispers making Emma look up at her, still in dream state. Her eyes adjust, and, like me, I see her mind adjusting to the memory of the night before.
"When I called your mother last night, I told her that I would have you home by lunchtime, so we had better get moving soon. There's juice next to the bed for you both. Get showered and I'll see you downstairs when you're ready for breakfast. We'll take your Dad's car, mine is still at the golf club. All right Buttercup?" She places a hand on my shoulder again and looks at me with the question.
I turn back to her and nod. "That's great mom. Thanks."
She smiles again and walks towards the landing. We both watch her hips in the kimono sway away.
Stopping just before the bedroom door, she looks over her shoulder, back at us.
"Oh, I nearly forgot, I put a pair of Lewis's sister's panties on the bed for you Emma. Your panties are still wet from last night. I'm wearing those today."
With that, she slips the Kimono from her shoulders and lets it drop, revealing her bare back, only catching it at her wrists. We both see her arse, barely covered by Emma's little white panties from the night before. The material pulled between her large, jiggling arse cheeks. She glides out of the room with the kimono hanging in an arc below her bottom. Before we can say a word. Before we can process it. Leaving us with our mouths open in shock.
We sit up in silence, not really knowing what to say or do. We both take a swig of juice. Put the glass back down. Another swig. I finally break the silence.
"Shall I shower first, you relax here for a bit. 'K?"
"Sure. Sounds good." Emma replies.
I kiss her, slip out of the duvet, still naked from the night before, and pad over to the en-suite. My large cock semi-hard. The results of my dream, and what has just happened with my mom. My large cock that last night I realized is more impressive than I thought. The girls loved it, they couldn't get over how big it was. I'm definitely standing more proud today. So is it.
I don't waste any time in jumping in the shower, washing my hair before grabbing the shower gel and foaming up my body. With the memory of the night before still raw in my head, it's tempting to jerk off. It's too tempting in fact, so I take my cock in my hand, put my head under the water, and start to play with myself. I'm imagining my mom's hand doing what mine is doing. Wrapping her fingers around my large girth. Tickling my balls with her other hand. Her lips about to touch it. Her mouth about to suck it in. It's not long before I am fully hard. I put a hand on the wall in front of me to keep me steady. The water cascaded over my head, my face, and down my back. Running down the arch of my arm onto my cock. I pick up speed, my fingers and palm wrapped around me, my thumb riding the top. Sliding the skin back and forth, squeezing the muscle. Allowing my fingers to tickle the head as they touch it.
Through the water, I hear the Shower door slide open. I jump in shock and turn around. My shock turns to embarrassment as Emma stands before me, looking at my rock-hard cock. She is beautiful too. Slimmer than Mom, slender arms and legs, small pert breasts, and a little gangly, she is still growing into her body. Last night has helped, she grew last night. Learned things, tried things, did things.
"I'm sorry, I just needed to. You know. I'm sorry." I stutter.
"Never be sorry about feeling horny Lewis. Just tell me next time. Whenever. Night or day. Just call. I'll come."
With that, she drops to her knees on the wet shower floor, puts her hands around my thighs, and grabs my buttock cheeks. Her head glides forward and she starts to feed my big cock into her mouth. Slowly at first, remembering her lessons from the night before. Opening her throat so more can feed in until she has my whole length inside her mouth. Her body moves backward and forwards, pivoting on her hips. I put an arm out either side of me. My cock slides in and out of her mouth. The water flows over my shoulders and down my chest, onto her dark hair, her head and face, down and over her breasts, as she keeps taking me in and out. My hips start to move in opposite motion to her, thrusting forward as she comes to me, pulling back as she pulls back from me. Deeper down her throat, she gags and splutters, but keeps going. We speed up. She sucks me in. Her tongue wrapping around my cock as it slides into her throat. She whips me out of her mouth and slides me between her wet breasts. Pushing them together as tightly as possible to encase my cock. My cock hitting into her chin as it pushes upwards. Her face looks up at me as I watch my cock fill her cleavage and her hand play with the tip.
She takes me back in her mouth, sucking greedily, her hand moving around my cock as it slides in and out of her mouth. Sucking my balls. Licking me all over. Gagging and slurping on my cock. Saliva and the warm water from the shower spilling out. All the time looking up at me with wide eyes.
She sits up straighter and bobs her head quickly up and down, just half my cock able to enter her mouth, but the change in pace and the tightness of her cheeks around my cock makes me gasp and tense my body, my arse, my cock.
I take her hands in mine and raise them above her head, I place them on my chest and hold them against me. She clamps them onto my nipples. Her body drops back down, supported by my arms holding hers, and I push myself into her mouth completely. I fuck her mouth over and over, fast and deep. Her head is being thrown backward with each thrust I make. Her hands scraping my chest, holding on. Her cheeks closed tight squeezing my cock with every movement as she gags. Faster, faster. "Aghhh". It doesn't take me long to cum with shaking legs and an explosive grunt and groan. She tries to swallow but some of my cum spills out across her lips and chin, quickly washed away by the water flowing across us.
I hold her hands tight. She sucks everything from me before letting my cock slip from her mouth. It slides down her breasts again. I can hear her heavy breathing through the rain of the shower. I help her stand and hold her close. My softening cock slipping down her stomach and between her thighs. We let the warm water flow over and between us.
She taps my buttocks with one hand. "Off you go then. That's you done. My turn to get showered now."
We kiss, I taste my cum in her mouth before we part and I move past her. A little shaky still on my legs.
We manage to get dressed without more playtime, move downstairs, and have a quick breakfast.
Mom has changed into a black leather mini skirt that I have never seen her wear before and a low-cut leopard-skin-print top. The neckline plunges into a V, revealing her amazing cleavage and the tops of her breasts where I can make out the hint of her nipples as the skin changes color just before being covered by her lacy black bra. The top has three-quarter-length sleeves that extend her arms from her body, making her tits look bigger, and her arms look leaner. She completes the ensemble with knee-high leather boots, hugging her calves. Are they Sam's from last night?
"Ride upfront with Mommy, Buttercup," Mom says as we leave the house and walk over to the garage toward Dad's Chevvy Suburban SUV. Sitting up front and not behind with Emma is surprising, but I open the passenger door and climb up. Emma climbs into the back seats, slots in behind me, and straps in. It's dark and cool inside, with plush black leather seats, chrome detailing, and spotless. My Pops loves his car.
"I'll take the scenic route over the coast road. No rush," Mom says as she fires up the engine, car dash screens waking up and lights flashing. She turns left out of our drive towards the hills and the clifftops. Emma's house is the other way, but neither of us says anything, she has got us nervous, unsure, waiting for something to happen. It's not long until it does.
After about two miles, we pull up at some stop lights. "Ah... I just need to get comfortable." She wriggles in her seat and slides her short leather skirt up her thighs until we can each see Emma's white panties. She was right when she told us they were still wet, dark patches cover where her pussy lips must be underneath.
"They feel lovely against my pussy Emma. Thank you. I think I will keep them." She sneaks a look behind at Emma who looks back with wide eyes, nodding.
"Move into the middle would you baby and spread your legs for Momma Pussy. Let me see Sam's panties on you." Emma readily obeys. I now have a sight of my Mom wearing my girlfriend's panties and my girlfriend wearing my sister's panties. What the fuck! Sam's panties are crotchless. Bright red, lacy. I didn't notice in the bedroom. They cover very little of Emma. Her pussy lips press through the open material, already glistening from the excitement of wearing them. I can see everything.
"Same rules as last night, you can't touch yourselves or each other unless I say so. Lewis? Emma?"
With what is already filling my eyes, this is going to be tough, but we both nod.
