COREY MCFADDEN pushed a lawnmower through the backyard grass. Growing up in a house with two women, he had all the dirty, sweaty chores, but he didn't mind. It put his mind at ease and it was a good way to work on his tan. He often mowed the lawn, as he did today, in shorts and sneakers and nothing else. The sun felt good on his body. And the smell of the freshly cut grass relaxed him. As he turned the mower around, he waved to his sister and step-mother, who were sunbathing on the porch. A perfect day, Corey thought to himself.
Lisa and Sarah soaked up the sun in lounge chairs drinking iced teas and wearing black bikinis. They both watched Corey with lustful eyes. It had never occurred to them how attractive he was since he was family, but Corey was a young man with an athletic body. Who wouldn't be attracted to him?
"What are we going to do about this?" Sarah asked her step-mother, taking a deep breath.
"I thought we decided it was wrong," Lisa said, sipping her tea.
"Yeah. Right. But I was thinking about that," Sarah replied. "I'm not sure it's fair."
"What's not fair?"
"You got to enjoy it and I didn't."
"He's your brother, Sarah," Lisa reminded her.
"And he's your son," Sarah countered.
"Stepson. It's different."
"What's the difference?"
"There's a big difference. A blood difference!"
"Christ! It's not like I want a baby or anything!"
"It's incest!"
"So is..."
The lawnmower switched off and Corey walked up on the porch.
"Everything alright?" Corey asked, wiping the sweat from his brow. He noticed they were fighting about something. They always fought. Girls... Corey thought. Always fighting. They were pretty, though. Both his sister and stepmother had fantastic bodies. He didn't care that they were family. They were hot and he made mental notes on each of them... his stepmothers large breasts, his sisters perfect skin and long legs... He'd be remembering this image in a few minutes. That was certain.
"Everything is fine, honey," Lisa said. "Do you want me to make you a sandwich?"
"No. Don't worry about it," Corey said. "I'm going to take a shower."
"Why don't we just hose you down instead?" Sarah asked. She was kidding, but not really. She was oggling his toned chest and arms. She wanted to see more.
"Right," he said, not understanding the joke.
"Okay, sweetie," Lisa said as Corey went inside the house.
"What's wrong with you?" Lisa asked Sarah.
"Me? You're flirting with your son," Sarah whispered.
"No I am not!"
"Sweetie? Honey? You never call me that."
"That's because you're a bitch to me," Lisa said.
"So if he sleepwalks again we just let him jerk off on the table? Who's going to clean it up?" Sarah asked.
"I get up early. I'll clean it. It's not like this is going to go on forever."
"You'll probably clean it up with your mouth."
"I don't want to talk about this anymore. It's over. That's final," Lisa snapped.
"Fine," Sarah said.
They both sipped their teas.
Night 5
Sarah, who couldn't stop thinking about her brother's cock, tossed and turned in her bed. She had been masturbating off and on for over an hour, but it was no use. She was disgusted with herself. Her own brother. How could she? But it was turning her on more and more. She could have any cock she wanted, and often did. But this! This was wrong. So fucking wrong! Then she decided and stood up.
I'm going down there...
And no sooner did she think that when there was a creak in the hallway. Corey was on the move. Sarah rushed to the door and peered out to confirm. It was just as Lisa had said. Same time. Everything. Sarah creeped into the hallway and checked on her stepmother. She opened the door slowly and saw a lump in the bed and a gentle snore. Perfect. She's asleep.
Sarah tip-toed down the stairs and into the kitchen. Corey was already at the table with his cock out, stroking furiously. Sarah ran up beside him. Her heart was pounding. She hadn't felt this excited about a cock in years. But what to do? Maybe I'll just watch, she thought and sat down at the table just as her mother did two nights earlier. I could get a better view if this table wasn't in the way...
She pushed the table aside and knelt in front of the cock. The giant head was right in her face. It was beautiful and she had to have it.
"Oh god," she said out loud. Am I really going to do this? Suck my own brother's dick? "Fuck it."
And with that, she pushed aside his hand and wrapped her lips around the head of her brother's cock. The warmth and size of his meat overwhelmed her and she felt her pussy spasm. This is so fucking hot, she thought. She took a breath and stripped off her t-shirt exposing her breasts, which she cupped with her hands and squeezed as she pushed his cock back into her wanting mouth.
The head of his cock pushed against and through her tonsils. Sarah was excellent at deep-throating. Even a cock like this. She loved getting the entire cock in her mouth and kept pushing until her nose was pressed firmly against Corey's stomach. It was all the way in. She moved her hands and grabbed Corey's ass and held him there for several seconds before finally pulling off and catching her breath.
"I want your fucking cum, Corey," she said out loud as she stroked his slippery cock with her hand.
Corey, who was still asleep, said nothing.
"I want to fucking taste it," Sarah told him, driving a hand into her pussy. She pushed all her fingers into her wet cunt. "Oh god. I want to fucking taste it," she cried out in a loud whisper, shuddering. Her pussy squirted all over the floor.
And just then, a wad of cum blasted her in the face. She wasn't paying attention but quickly wrapped her mouth around the erupting cock and sucked out the rest of his cum. She could feel all of the squirts. One, two, five, seven, there was so much of it. When he was done she could barely hold it all in her mouth so she quickly swallowed and came again on the floor.
"It tastes so fucking good," she moaned.
Corey was sleepwalking away from her as Sarah fucked herself on the kitchen floor cumming a third and final time.
