Was It Dad or Mom

Mom standing there with her breasts exposed filled my mind as I drove away, reluctantly.

It took over an hour to drive to my uncles because of heavy traffic. It took more than an hour for my uncle to use the equipment without messy up. Like Dad says, "He ain't none to quick." Going home took way less than an hour, I did some speeding and traffic was light.

When I got home, everybody was there, of course, and Sis met me at the door. "Mom, go ahead and order the pizza. He's back."

Mom popped her head around the corner, and smiled real big. "Oh good, you're back safe-n-sound."

I could smell popcorn. "What's going on Sis?"

"Mom went out and bought some movies, so we're having a movie night."

It was torturous; all I could think of was that afternoon with Mom and her standing there bare breasted as I left. I did have fun though and made it through the evening.

A month passed without one single dream and I was beginning to think that my afternoon with Mom was the end of it all. Then they picked up again, occurring every night, and I was really enjoying my belief that Mom was making up for ignoring me. On the third night, I managed to wake up and was a little disappointed to see that it was Sis and not Mom. I thought, 'What the hell, I have someone sucking me off at night, so enjoy it. Don't be complaining when someone is doing this for you.'

"It's about time. I thought you never would wake up"

"Huh!" She caught me with my eyes open.

"I want to fuck again."

Sis moved up to kiss me dragging her bare breasts against my skin. That's how regularly fucking my sister began and we started having sex every few days. It started with her coming to my room in the wee hours of the night, and then progressed to anywhere in the house if we were alone.

Meanwhile, Mom didn't change, she was Mom first and the 'in control sex fiend' on holidays only. As it turned out, there were no more afternoons with Mom; it was Mom in control only. Even later when I was married, Mom would get me alone at a holiday get together and give me 'Something Special.'

I barely managed to go to college and studied computer electronics which led to my Security Surveillance business.

I met my wife in college and we were married during summer break after our sophomore year. Debra is small, 5' 2'', 105#, 34-22-34, C-cup, Black hair, Brown eyes. What actually drew me to her was her smell. We were in a study group and began socializing afterward when she hugged me one night and her smell captured my mind. I couldn't get enough of it and asked her out which led to our becoming steady dates and living together.

She thought she was deformed because of two things about her anatomy, her aureole/nipples, and her clitoris.

You know how guys are, I measured both. Her aureoles were huge, appearing to cover half of her breasts at three inches in diameter and covered in 'Braille Bumps' when aroused. I just loved licking and sucking on them.

And they were dark, so dark she was careful not to wear something they would show through. If she wore a t-shirt in public she would always cover her aureole with some glued on piece of fabric. I tried to get her to show off her charms, but there was no way.

Her clitoris when stimulated was over a half inch in diameter and stuck out an inch and a half, looking like a little penis. It turned me on immensely, licking and sucking on it, but that exposed another problem.

She would never kiss me after I used my mouth between her legs until she cleaned my face with a baby wipe. She also wouldn't kiss me after she had my penis in her mouth, until she cleaned her face and drank something. She never sucked me off; it was only a prelude to intercourse.

This cleaning us both before proceeding was a definite distraction. The sex, however, was great and frequent all through college.

We graduated together and that's when she said, "We're not kids anymore, we're a married couple, and married people don't act like kids."

'Huh, what the hell is this supposed to mean?'

Well, she didn't change in any other way except sex. It became a weekend only thing which quickly became a 'Saturday Night Special.' Oh, there was the usual holding hands, kissing, fondling, etc., but sex was Saturday night only.

It was like, 'OK, I'm doing my wifely duty, my legs are spread, do your thing, so we can go to sleep.' I wanted more, I wanted the love making we had in college. I became frustrated and resentful. Being married I kept my relationship with Debra going and didn't try to find someone else, except Mom.

I insisted that every holiday was spent with my family; hers would be the day before or the day after. Sure enough, Mom didn't disappoint me; she always gave me 'Something Special' on the holiday.

After two years of this, I told Debra I wanted a divorce.

She said, "OK." Like I had said, I was going to the store or something.

Before I saw a lawyer, Debra was killed in a car wreck along with her Mother, Father and Sister. Her Father tried to cross the highway in front of an oncoming tractor-trailer. The car was destroyed killing all four of them.

Then the second catastrophe happened. We were having supper after the family funeral and my Dad went face down in his food. He died in front of us from a ruptured artery in his brain. This took a lot out of us but we made it through and I stayed on with Mom to help out for a couple of days.

Three days later, I was getting ready to go back to my empty house, when Sis showed up and took me out to eat. I wanted Mom to go along, but Sis said, 'No,' she needed to talk to me alone.

'This is strange, why does she need to talk to me alone?'

Her conversation at the restaurant was about how the recent deaths had done a number on the family. Then it slipped into reminiscing about our High School years and our sexual escapades.

"You know, I don't regret having you take my virginity, one little bit." She smiled and chuckled a little. "In fact, I want to have sex with you again. I want to make it 'Something Special' we can do frequently."

'Something Special!?'

"Uh, we haven't done anything since that last Christmas before I got married. And you're married now, so what's going on here?"

She was kind of blushing. "It's just that I've had a secret life that I don't want to give up, a sexual life with my family."

"Huh, what, what are you talking about?"

She took my hand in hers. "Not here, we need to talk in private. I have a room across the street; will you come with me so we can talk?"

"Uh, well yes, I guess so."

We left the restaurant and Sis drove around behind the motel. I looked around the room and decided to sit on the small sofa near the window as Sis fidgeted.

"OK, Sis, what's so important and secret that we have to hide and talk about it?"

"Can't you say my name, instead of calling me Sis, all the time?"

"OK, Penelope! What's...?"

"Don't be such a smart ass! Penny, you used to call me Penny!"

"I'm sorry, ... Penny."

She came over and sat next to me, well, not next to me, against me, putting her hand on my thigh.

"I got this room last night, but couldn't get up the nerve to have you come over or come and get you. So, I waited until this morning after thinking about things all night."

"Sis, ah, Penny, You didn't have to go through all of this, you know I'll do anything you want sexually."

"I wasn't sure anymore, it's been such a long time and our lives have changed." She raised her free hand to my cheek and lightly kissed me.

We began slowly, like we used to, making out to build the pleasure, like lovers. It felt so good to have a woman responding to me as though she also wanted sex, after what I'd been through the past couple of years. She was just as fantastic as she used to be, responsive and urging. Taking our time we slowly removed each others clothes, like we had been steady lovers for years.

Upon removing her bra, I made a discovery, she was wearing pads over her nipples and the pads were wet. "You're leaking milk!"

"Yes. I'm still breastfeeding Jenna. Does it bother you?"

"AH, No, it makes me want some."

She cupped her breast and put her other hand to the back of my head, pulling me down to suck her leaking nipple.

I was pleasantly surprised to taste sweet milk when I thought it would be flat tasting. Mom had breastfed both of us and my mind raced with the thought of nursing from her as I sucked greedily from my Sisters breast.

Slowly I moved my hand between her legs to find her already very wet. I really do love the feel of a woman's genitals on my fingers. Sis began moving and moaning to my touch, building to an orgasm that shook through her as my finger slipped inside her tight opening.

My single finger was being held firmly to my amazement. 'God, you've had two kids and you're still tight.'

When I couldn't taste any more sweet milk my desire to 'eat pussy' began building, since Debra always refused me that pleasure. I knew Sis liked it as much as I did and began my way kissing to her genitals. By the time I reached her belly button I could smell her sex and my mind went into overdrive wanting to taste her and I quickly went right to sucking her labia into my mouth.

'Oh God, I love eating pussy!'

Sis put her feet on my shoulders and grabbed my head as she moved in response to my licking and sucking.

One of the things I really like doing is sticking my nose between the labia at the bottom then sticking my tongue out to enter the opening. Then I move my head up parting the labia with my nose as my tongue licks up the inside of the opening.

It finishes with her clitoris rubbing down my nose, flicking off the end and being caught by my tongue as I continue to lick up and over. As her clitoris reaches the tip of my tongue I gently kiss and then suck it into my mouth, then I press my flattened tongue against it before I drag the underside of my tongue back down to start again.

Sis's shivers became trembling, which became shaking and ended with her thrusting her pelvis into my mouth and pulling my head against her so hard I thought she was going to break my jaw. And she screamed so loud I thought somebody would call the cops.

She finally relaxed and sank back away from my mouth. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!" She commanded, not sexual wanting or lustful pleading, but an outright order.

"Pe-en-ny!"

She bound into me. "OH God, Stephen, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" She was hugging and kissing me. "You do that to me when you eat my pussy. You do it so good that I just lose all control. Please forgive me. I've missed you so much and just want to make love to you. Please forgive me!"

"There's nothing to forgive Penny. You know I love you and would never deny you what I want as much as you do."

She was kissing me while telling me she loved me and pushing me backwards to the bed. We fell backwards while locked in a kiss, her weight knocked the breath out of me but we remained lip-locked.

My penis had softened but was coming back to life quickly as we kissed and she rubbed her clitoris up and down its length. My hands roamed over my sisters body, flesh I had known and had missed, delighted in its return.

Once again she had me pinned and flashes of our first time went through my mind as she was in control. I knew it was coming by the way she moved herself against my penis, but the suddenness of her engulfing my penis in her hot vagina still took my breath away.

It was all her, riding my penis, about all I do was flex into her as she pushed down each time. Pushing down hard against me, she shook and gasped through an orgasm, which lasted several seconds before she started moving again.

It was all I could do to keep from ejaculating with the exquisite pulsations from her hot vagina and uterus.

Her urgency satisfied, she began a slower rhythm, which is far more pleasing to me.

Moving my hands up her sides, I forced them between us, squeezing her breasts together and pushed her up. I like this position because I can also suck a nipple and Penny's were leaking again which turned me on even more. I was going to have to change positions or it was going to be over soon and I wanted this to last a bit because I didn't know when I would have sex again. Quickly, I rolled us to the left. Thankfully it was a big bed, or we would have hit the floor.

I thought I was now in control, but good old Sis locked her legs around me, matching me thrust for thrust. Her pulsating heat was going to bring me off whether I liked it or not, especially when she went into another orgasm. Gritting my teeth and concentrating as hard as I could, I barely held off, when she startled me.

"Don't cum in my pussy. I want you in my mouth. I want to taste my pussy on your cock as you cum in my mouth." Her orgasm had subsided and she could tell by the look on my face that I couldn't hold out any longer. "Get on your back, quickly."

I pulled out and quickly lay down, the break in sensations easing my need for release. She moved rapidly into a sixty-nine position, pushing her labia to my mouth as she engulfed my penis with hers. We only did each other for seconds before my semen started its journey rapidly up my penis and into her mouth. I jerked hard and thrust upward, my pelvic bone hitting her chin with a thud, months of unspent semen spraying from my penis.

Penny didn't flinch or pull back she sucked greedily while pushing her mound into my mouth.

When I finally stopped jerking through my ejaculation, I pulled away from her mound gasping for air.

Penny slowly released my softening penis from her mouth. "Whew, you're still just as good as you ever were! Oh, how I love the way you taste!"

She turned around and snuggled against me taking my face in her hand; she turned my head and kissed me. I could taste our lovemaking in the full tonguing kiss. "God, I Love You, Stephen. Please tell me you want this as much as I do."

"OH, Hell YES, I want this! I can't see why this is bad and unaccepted. Jesus, Penny, I wish we could be open about it."

"I know My Love, I know. As long as we're careful we can always have each other."

We lay silently together for a while, and I loved lying naked with my Sister.

"Stephen, we need to talk about something."

"Huh." I was drifting off in dreamland.

"We need to talk about Mom."

"What about Mom? She's been doing fine the past couple of weeks, since Dad died."

"No she hasn't! Has she sucked your cock since Dad died?"

"Huh! What! No!"

She turned my face and looked me in the eyes. "Relax Sweetie! I know all about you and Mom! And, it's alright, really!"

"But, but..."

"Shhhh! I have some things to tell you, some things that might shock you, about your family."

She kissed me. "Let me start from the beginning, OK." Then she put my hand on her hip.

"Well, I wasn't sleeping well one night, and heard some noises, then half asleep, I thought I saw Mom leaving your room, naked. At first, it bothered me, but the more I thought about it the more I became intrigued. I tried to keep an eye on you and Mom, but nothing seemed strange or happened for several days.

Then one night, I woke up, needing to pee and heard noises again. I went to the bathroom and on the way back, I noticed your door was open. I peeked in and could see Mom sitting on the bed next to your legs. She was naked, and she was playing with your penis. I was shocked, but so fascinated that I kept quiet and watched. I actually started playing with myself and had an orgasm when she bent and stuck your penis in her mouth.

I made some noise and Mom quickly looked at the doorway, but I managed to not be seen. I was scared, and went back to my room. I quickly figured out that Mom was visiting you, every three nights, so I waited and watched. I was so turned on by watching that I had to learn to do what Mom was doing, so I did you in between Moms visits. I started by just jacking you off but soon put it in my mouth. The first time you came in my mouth, I gagged and spit it all over you. You woke up and almost caught me as you sat up. I was holding my breath and pushing, trying to get under the bed. You didn't see me and fell back down, going back to sleep."

"Geez, that explains those times I woke up with dried semen all over me. I thought Mom was doing something different."

"You knew she was doing it?"

"Yeah, I woke up once and watched her through squinted eyes. There was no way I was going to say anything, it felt to good."

"And, you never saw me?"

"No, I always thought it was her. You know how hard I sleep."

"I know, that's why it was so much fun to learn on you, and you didn't even know it."

"Chuckle, chuckle, we both would have enjoyed it more if you were open about it."

"Anyway, I liked the taste of it and was licking it up so it didn't take long to be able to suck it right down. That's what was making me want to fuck you. I was a virgin and as you know I didn't want to have a reputation so I started to tease the hell out of you."

"Uh huh, you had me to the point that I was willing to rape you."

"You can't rape a willing soul, now can you? Things were brought to a halt when I pulled that stunt in your room. Mom really reamed me good for that. Did you know she spanked me for what I did?"

"Really! No, I didn't know that."

"Well, she did, and hard too. She also insisted that I go on birth control pills. That's when my devious little mind took over. I thought, 'Yeah, when I'm safely on the pill, my dear little brother is going to fuck my virgin pussy.'"

"Yeah, I remember that Easter, very fondly. It was a day of two firsts."

"Two firsts?"

"Uh, Huh, my first and only virgin, my sister, and the one and only time I made love to Mom."

"I'm the only virgin you've had?"

"Uh Huh."

"And you've only made love to Mom once?"

"Yup, we've only made love once, all of the other times it was her controlled sex."

"It wasn't her Stephen! Mom wasn't controlling things, it was Daddy!"

"I know, but it was Mom that I had all of my contact with."

"We'll just have to get Mom to make love to you, won't we? Anyway, after you that morning, Daddy fucked me raw that afternoon and it was all I could do to sit and watch movies that night. In fact, I couldn't even wipe my pussy when I peed for several days. After that, it was the same treatment you got on family get-togethers, but with a twist."

"A twist?"

"Yeah, after you and Mom would slip off, Daddy and I would follow. Usually, he would just have me suck him off while he watched the two of you, and fuck me later. Sometimes though he would have me watch too as he fucked me from behind. He would always narrate what you were doing in a whisper. God, you have no idea how much it turned me on to hear him whispering as he fucked me while I watched you and Mom."

All of this remembering and reminiscing made me horny again and I eased myself on top of Penny.

"Oooo, want some more of Penny's Pussy, do ya?"

"I have a flash fantasy going through my mind, so please humor me and talk about Dad fucking you."

"OK."

I was kissing my way down her body as she slowly told about the Fourth of July. The nasty fantasy playing out in my mind was eating her pussy after Dad fucked her. I knew my semen was still inside her which made it easy to imagine it was Dads.

I lingered only briefly to draw milk from her breasts before proceeding down to her genitals. By the time my tongue licked up her labia my fantasy was in control and I was cleaning up after Dad.

'God, you are sick. You are one sick individual. You're having sex with your Mother and your Sister and now you want to eat your Fathers semen from your Sisters vagina. God! You are sick!'

But, it felt so good, and like I said, 'I Love Eating Pussy.'

I really don't know what I had been doing, but it must have been good, because Sis grabbed my head pulling me tightly against her and clamped her legs against my ears as hers wails filled the room.