Note:
All characters mentioned in this work are of legal age.
------
A Quick Thanks:
I wanted to extend a word of thanks for all of the support I received for the first installment of this piece, especially since it was my first post. I've not written very often, and am frequently too afraid to put my works on display. But I must say, fellow deviants, that I have never typed with such a furor that I experienced when writing the first chapter alongside the one you are about to read. I promise there will be more to come.
------
Chapter 2: The Confession
My mother must have noticed the blood draining from my face.
"Oh honey, don't look so shocked." Mom said, "I left the door open for a reason."
Erin pulled away from my arms.
"Sorry mom, I don't know--" She started.
"Shh. Erin, I have to admit that I didn't expect to find you with your brother's cock in your mouth." Mom drew her hand along her chin in contemplation, leaving us holding our breath.
"But I'm deciding to count it as a welcome surprise."
Mom passed us and started towards her room. I stood there like an idiot, watching the bathrobe cling to her curves. I was stuck somewhere between arousal and fear. When she got to the door, she turned.
"Well? Come along, lovelies. I think it's time we had a family discussion."
------
I found myself in mom's bed, seated between the girls. I sat underneath her soft, bamboo sheets and imagined her gripping them tight--pulling at the corners while I railed her from behind.
Erin's voice brought me out of my fantasy.
"How long have you two been doing this?" She asked both of us.
"Oh we haven't done anything yet."
My cock twitched at the word 'yet'.
"Over the years, I've caught your brother looking plenty of times. Glancing at my chest, my legs, my lips. I never thought anything of it. I chalked it up to puberty and testosterone. I even thought it was kind of cute." Mom said.
"But then something changed two weeks ago." I said. "Why did you start leaving the door ajar for your baths?"
Mom looked off to the side, recalling a memory.
"It was earlier than that. Do you remember when you brought that girl home from junior prom?"
My mind flashed to the night I lost my virginity. Tori Welch straddled me and flipped back her long, golden hair--she had teased me all year for being a virgin. Just before she lowered herself onto my hard cock, she spat between her legs. Her words are still like honey.
"You're not a virgin anymore, baby." Tori had said.
Back in mom's room she was blushing, and I found myself doing the same.
"But you weren't here. You told me you had a dinner planned with your friends from work." I said, recalling how loud we had slammed my headboard against the wall.
"I came home early, just in time to hear you cumming inside her. Do you want to know how naughty mommy really is?" She said, leaning toward me. I could feel the warmth radiating from her.
I felt mom's hand snake beneath the sheets and take hold of me. My dick was so hard, hearing her talk about listening to me fuck.
"It was your first time, wasn't it?" Mom said. "I could tell because you were so different the next morning. So confident. So sexy."
Erin was breathing heavy, I could see her nipples stiffening beneath her shirt.
"I stood outside your door while it happened," Mom continued, "I had half a mind to kick it open and throw out that little whore. But before I could, I noticed how wet I was."
Mom started pumping her hand up and down my shaft. I watched her utter each word, desperate to lock my lips with hers.
"You were so passionate--your moans made my fanny flutter. I was so proud of my little boy becoming a man, and I got so turned on thinking about if it were me in the room with you."
"I wish you would have come in. I would rather have lost it to you." I moaned.
"Do you want to know what I did? Mommy took two fingers and started fingering her pussy. Just like this."
I watched as my mother untied the cord of her robe and let the sides fall away. She brought her knees up, revealing the beauty of her glistening cunt. She started with agonizing slowness, tracing her fingers along her vulva. Mom pulled her fingers back to reveal how soaked they were.
She leaned in closer to my ear. Each whispered word pushed me closer to my climax.
"Taste me, Ethan. See how sweet your mother would have been for you."
I let mom slip her index finger into my mouth. Her hand was furiously stroking me now. She must have felt my hips begin to buck, because she stopped. Only then did I see how worked up my sister was.
While my attention was on mom, Erin had been running her hands along her neck, turning it red. Her perky, satin tits were out for both of us to enjoy. She was cupping at each one, pulling both nipples in pure ecstasy.
"Erin," Mom said, "tell me when it started for you."
"God this is so fucking hot." She said. "It started just the other night when I walked in on Ethan masturbating. I was so shocked, but when I got to my room I couldn't get him out of my mind. I was a really bad girl that night."
Erin turned to me.
"I looked through your social posts. The ones where you went to the beach with your friends. I thought about pulling down your trunks while kneeling on that warm sand, about sucking your perfect dick. I thought about--letting you fuck me while your friends watched."
I was aching. All I could do was listen to Erin's recounting and do my best not to explode. Then mom did the unthinkable--she pulled back the covers and peeled my away my boxers. My mother and sister both licked their lips at the sight of my hard cock.
"Show me how you were sucking it just before. Mommy wants to see." She said.
"Are you sure, mom?" Erin said. "What if someone finds out? What if everything changes?"
"Hush, baby. We'll talk about that later. For now, I want to see you take all of your little brother into your mouth." Mom said.
Erin inched closer to my cock at my mother's gentle command. I have never loved a woman more than I loved my mother in that moment. I was moments away from taking Erin by the ponytail again, but then she took the plunge herself.
My sister conducted a symphony with her mouth and hands. Her tongue swirled, her throat spasmed, and her palms left no inch of me unattended. When she gagged and spit on it, my mind went reeling.
Mother's fingers worked furiously--each exploration of her perfect pussy matched the rhythmic bouncing of her tits.
"Ethan, my god son. You are so hard for your sister. Isn't she taking that beautiful dick so nicely?"
"I've never had better." I said, hearing the sounds of Erin's throat was getting me closer.
"I have to tell you something else." Mom said. "Ever since the night of your prom, I've spent the night with a few men. But, as all of them were fucking me, the only way I could cum was when I was thinking of you."
I couldn't have lasted a second longer. Ropes of my cum glazed the back of my sister's throat.
"Erin," Mom said sternly. "Don't swallow just yet." Mom said.
Erin sported a confused look and a full mouth.
"Mommy was hoping that her baby girl would share."
Erin smiled and leaned over me. Mom met her halfway. I watched as they locked their lips together in a sensual, passionate kiss. My cum passed between their tongues--and I watched feeling like the luckiest person to have ever lived.
When their kiss ended, mom was the first to speak. She toyed with my softening member, gingerly tapping my tip with her fingers.
"I think we have a little time before Ethan is ready to go again. How does the group feel about breakfast?"
------
Mom cooked a pan full of eggs as I fantasized about fertilizing hers. Erin helped, doing her best not to blush every time I looked at her. I could tell she was bursting with questions.
"I want to say a few things before this goes any further." Mom said, looking at me intensely.
