On the third thrust I pushed in as far as I could and rubbed my balls on her panty-ass and concentrated on the feel of her silken nylon legs against me. I exploded; torrents of come seemed to explode out my cock. The pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful. I shuddered and groaned for what seemed like an eternity as I filled my mother with my hot seed. Eventually I came down from the plateaux of ecstasy and opened my eyes. I found myself looking at my mother’s icy blue eyes; they were devoid of emotion. She just stared up at me…………………..
Part IV
I just lay there, spent. My cock slowly shrivelling inside my Mom’s cunt. Her pantyhosed legs slid down my back and sides, coming to rest on the bed. She lay there now, legs splayed on the bed, with me between them and her skirt rucked up around her waist. I lay there panting, getting my breath. I felt my mother move softly beneath me and she pushed her internal muscles, forcing my now flaccid cock out of her. It came to rest on her sleek nyloned thigh, a rope of sticky come leading from the head of my penis up to my Mom’s cunt. It glistened on her sheer pantyhose.
I looked down again into Mom’s face and saw that she had stopped crying. Her smudged makeup made her look even sexier in my eyes. She has the sultry ‘used’ look I sometimes saw on the ‘Waif’ models in Sis’s magazines. Mom’s eyes locked on mine,
“Are you happy now Mike? Did you get what you wanted son?” she whispered.
“Is the satisfaction of your animal lust worth the ruination of our family?” she asked.
“Mom, you don’t understand,” I whispered back.
“You and Eileen have been driving me sexually insane for so long it’s amazing I haven’t done this before. Sitting and lying around in your short skirts, your pantyhosed legs and sexy nylon panties on display; the makeup, the clothes, the nylons, the smell of you both, you drove me mad!” I exclaimed.
“Haven’t you ever wondered about the stains in your panties and nylons? Sis’s too!” I pleaded.
“Of course I knew it was you Mike, who else could it be? But what was I supposed to do, confront you? Hold mine and Eileen’s soiled pantyhose and panties to your face? Ask you to explain?”
“I knew that you would have no answer that made sense. I knew the embarrassment for you would be unbearable, so I decided to let you indulge your fetish and let you use our underwear for your pleasure. I though it might stop eventually, and I hoped your Sister wouldn’t notice. But I never expected this!”
“Get the fuck off me Mike! I’m your Mother for god’s sake!” she hissed.
“I can’t Mom,” I whimpered.
“I know you will have to report this. If not to the police, then to your fucking shrink, who will convince you to report me to the police anyway.” I said.
“So what are you going to do then Son,” Mon spat at me. “Spend the rest of your life with me and Eileen held prisoner in this house. I don’t think so Mike; come on son let me get up,” she pleaded.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do Mom,” I said. “I really just fucking don’t know,” I started to cry.
Then I heard a voice behind me say,
“Then there is only thing for it Mike, we will have to do to her what you did to me.”
I turned around shocked. There was my sister Eileen. She was as usual dressed in her parody of the school uniform, the hem of her tunic way too far above her knees, her legs in sheer taupe pantyhose instead of ankle socks, her feet in low heeled court shoes, and with way too much makeup on for a eighteen year old schoolgirl.
“What the fuck, Sis, what are you doing here I stammered.”
Mom tried to wriggle free at the sound of Eileen’s voice,
“Call for help Eileen, please, help me!” she pleaded.
“Shut up Mom please,” Eileen said matter of factly. “I came home because I forgot my math homework, and I heard the struggle in here. I’ve been at the door the whole time. I saw what Mike did to you Mom, and I have listened to what you have both had to say.”
“Then you understand Eileen,” Mom pleaded again. “He did the same thing to you, forced himself on you, we have to stop him!” she demanded.
“Well unfortunately for you right now, that’s not how I see it Mom,” my Sister said.
“I know if this gets out, the family is ruined. Mike goes to prison or a boys home; at the very least he is kicked out of our home, and I don’t know if I can take that with what has happened to Dad.”
“I also know there is no way this can be kept secret if you tell anyone. My life will be worthless around town! Ok, so I’m not the homecoming virgin, I might be a slut but I don’t want to be forever known as the girl that fucks her brother!” she hurled at Mom.
The she grinned wickedly,