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Mom's New Recipe

By: WindUpSpace



At the time I didn't suspect anything, my dreams had become increasingly erotic, but I didn't mind that one bit. For the past couple months I'd been having very vivid dreams where girls I knew from school or had seen in magazines and such, would give me incredible blow jobs. The only thing that I wondered about really was why I never had any cum on myself or my sheets in the morning. One night however, I was getting sucked off by my English teacher and happened to wake up. I could hear the movement of sheets and more noticeably feel that I really was getting a hot, wet blowjob. 

I didn't move, the mouth was slowly sliding up and down the top of my cock, sucking on it and rubbing its tongue gently along the sensitive underside. It felt so fucking good my face contorted as I thought about who was doing it, but I already knew. I pushed up involuntarily into my little sister's mouth, but she seemed unfazed... used to it. I looked up at the ceiling and -in the darkness- allowed a big fat grin to spread across my face. I let her suck my dick for another ten minutes, she was really giving some great head, but whenever I started bucking more frequently, and feeling my cock swell, getting ready to cum she'd back off, either slowing down or taking it out of her mouth to lick my balls and shaft as she caught her breath. When she took it out of her mouth the first time I knew it was Alison for sure, I could hear her voice just faintly on her panting breath as she stuck her tongue out and licked the underside of my wet cock from base to tip three or four times before burying it in her face again. 

By the moonlight coming through my window I could see the shape of my sheets in a giant mound right between my legs, and the light playing on it as the nearest part bobbed up and down, accompanied by slurping noises that seemed loud in the stillness of the night as well as her intermittent breathing. We'd always gotten along well -my sister and I- she has a very relaxed and 'real' personality. She resembles a young Minnie Driver; her cute, freckled face is very expressive and when she smiles I can't not smile myself. As for what she was doing at the time though, well let's just say that the question of right and wrong, when posed in the middle of the best blowjob of your life is... completely irrelevant.

I had my hand in her hair, it took a moment for us both to realize it, but as soon as I did she came to a stop and waited a couple seconds... I didn't say anything and so, after a brief pause, she resumed sucking my dick. After a short hesitation I used my other hand to pull back the sheets and throw them over onto her back. 

Our eyes met, there was my sister Alison, totally busted, almost half my cock buried in her mouth, looking like the cat that ate the canary. A second passed and she unsealed her lips from my cock and began to raise her head with my hand still on it. I held her back and then gently lowered her down again. She closed her eyes and started sucking faster, seeming relieved that she didn't have to be quiet anymore. Her thick curly hair was tied back with a scrunchy -no doubt so I wouldn't feel it on my legs and stomach- and she was wearing one of her juvenile nighties that now fit her like a snug t-shirt. I held her head and groaned as she sucked me off, "Ughhh, so that's why I've been having these dreams lately."

She giggled and took my dick out of her mouth, "Well I hope you've been enjoying yourself." 

She put it back in, and there was a brief silence, "Ugh, I can't believe I've been sleeping through these, you're so good at this."

She looked up at me smiling, and I had to smile too, "Yeah?" She was obviously flattered.

"Come up here." I said grabbing her under the arms and helping her move up to lie right on top of me. 

My cock was sandwiched between my stomach and her panty covered pussy. We were breathing right in each other's faces, looking into each other's eyes... she knew I wasn't upset with her. "So, big brother, you want to um..."

As she said this she pressed her pelvic bone down on my cock and grinded it a bit, my dick may have been moist, but the front of her panties were wet by comparison. Smiling I said "You know I can honestly say I do."

She kissed me and I put my arms around her, one on her upper back and the other sliding up under her shirt, feeling her soft skin under the thin cotton. We wrapped our tongues around each other and I felt as if I were falling in love right there -I guess because we already did love each other personally.

She pulled away and rolled off, she slid her panties down her legs and kicked them off onto the floor. She then got back on top of me and set her wet pussy against my stomach, sliding it down until my cockhead was right on her entrance. She started pushing down as she pulled the scrunchy out of her long auburn hair and the curls fell down around me as we kissed deeply. She was having some difficulty though getting my cock in and it slid off and up between her ass cheeks. 

I reached down and held it steady while she tried again. I was squeezing the base of my cock hard, trying to keep it straight as she pressed down against it, "Uhh, ooh..." Her tight cunt wrapped around the head of my dick and we both sighed as she steadily sank about half of it into her. Her hot glove felt incredible and I opened my eyes to see my sister's face, inches away, mouth open, head back, eyes shut and rolled upward, a breath creeping out her lungs as she sank further onto my cock. I raised my head and began to kiss and suckle her neck as I slid the hand I had under her shirt up her sweat-moistened back to her shoulder, holding it and gently pushing down whenever she did. "Ohh... your dick is so big..." she whispered, "...I guess I can't act surprised..."

We kissed again as she began sliding up and down almost the full length of my rod, her tight pussy squeezing me, hugging every shape and contour of my cock. she had her legs curled on either side of me and I slid my hands down to her lower back, with both of them on her waist I pushed on her next down stroke, impaling my little sister on my cock. "Unghhhhhhh!" She buried her face in the pillow as the head of my dick passed what felt like another pussy inside her. "Uhhh, oh god I'm gonna cum!" her voice was shaky and she spoke right into my ear before burying her face once again. Her back curved downward and her whole body tensed as she started humping me like a dog, pulling back only an inch or so before slamming down against my pelvis over and over, she almost screamed into the pillow as the muscles of her already tight cunt literally began milking my cock. I started bucking up into her as I felt my balls tighten and my dick swell. I bit lightly on her shoulder as I pumped streams of semen deep inside my sister's tight cunt. 

She seemed to still be cumming, or at least twitched a few times after pulling off me and then collapsing off to my right. Both of us panting heavily. 

"Nick! Alison! Breakfast!" My mom's voice coming from the kitchen. 

I opened my eyes, lying in bed with my little sister curled up against me, her soft permed hair on my chest and neck. I shook her a bit and she looked up at me, a cute smile spread across her face, then a flash of worry, "What time is it?"

"Quarter after seven. Mom just called us for breakfast."

She quickly sat up and tossed the sheets off her, I put my hands behind my head and watched her petite frame as she got out of my bed wearing only a yellow t-shirt and looked for her panties. She slipped them on and smiled at me watching her as she slipped silently out the door. 

"Hey guys, did you sleep well?"

"Yeah mom, you?"

"Like a brick." she said -an expression I'd never heard her use.

We all sat down to some sausage and eggs, chatting here and there, Alison smiling at me a bit more than usual. Mom saw this several times and grinned as well as she looked over at my expression, but as I've said Alison's smile is contagious and so I didn't suspect mom to have heard anything or know what had happened the night before.

"You're certainly in a good mood Alison."

"Yeah, I guess I am. The Gymnastics meet is coming up this week."

"So it is," mom replied, "I'd be excited too I suppose."

I swallowed a forkful of eggs and savoured the unfamiliar aftertaste, "What's in these eggs mom? They taste great."

"You like them? I wondered if you guys would notice the recipe I've been using."

I gave her a thumbs up as I chewed another mouthful, she smiled.

In the past few months, aside from the nocturnal blowjobs I'd been receiving from my sister, I'd found myself looking at porn on my computer daily, and feeling incredibly horny all throughout school hours and at home. I'd come home everyday now and spend the hour or so I had while mom was at work and Alison was at practice jerking off to various websites and building up an impressive stash of pornography on my hard drive. One folder I dedicated to all the photos and clips I could get of this one woman called Desirae. The first time I'd seen her I had to struggle not to blow my load right then, not only was she gorgeous, but also the spitting image of my mother, with only a few differences. Maybe it was only recently but my mother's tits seemed to have been grabbing my attention, as I'd always thought her and Desirae to be about equal, her tits seemed to have grown a few months back, her shirts all looked tight now and her nipples would show through even when I could tell she was wearing a bra, and on two occasions (when I could tell she wasn't) I noticed she had wetspots on her shirt. She seemed oblivious to them, but both times changed shirts later that day...

That night I was brushing my teeth, looking in the mirror when Alison came in and stood next to me wearing a tight pink shirt with a green carebear on it and a white pair of panties with a cherry print. Standing about a foot shorter than me she reached across in front for the toothpaste, brushing her arm against my abdomen, and smiling mischievously while my cock twitched and started to swell just a little bit. "You know I was thinking... Tonight,' she paused, "Why don't you come wake me up somehow..."

She watched me in the mirror with a big grin on her face, I smiled around my toothbrush and just held it still in the back of my mouth, staring back at her...

"Okay guys, get a good sleep." Mom said looking in from the hall, we both must have looked surprised as she seemed to have come out of nowhere.

"Yeah mom, you to." I replied, involuntarily looking down at the cleavage showing from her thin, somewhat shiny nightgown. Her rack seemed to be stretching the straps and pulling it up at the front like a microskirt that would get her kicked out if she were one of the girls at my school.

"Goodnight mom," Alison said going over to her and giving her a hug.

Mom was smiling and looked over at me, "Come on give me hug too."

I hoped my semi erect cock wouldn't show through my pajama pants and walked over and hugged her. She pressed her big full tits against me and my chubby pressed into her stomach. She planted a kiss on my cheek and said goodnight again as she walked off to her room, her big round butt almost peeking out from under her nightie.

I couldn't sleep of course, I turned on my computer and looked at pictures of Desirae. There was a shoot where she was wearing a tight nightgown similar to mom's and I had to close the window and think about something else for fear that I'd blow a load before even getting into my sister's room. I read a bit of Catcher in the Rye, which I had to write a report on soon and let a couple hours go by that way, I figured Alison may be having trouble sleeping as well, and I wanted to actually wake her up the way she'd woken me. At about 12:30 I crept out into the hallway, my mom's door was open. I carefully set each footstep on the carpet, moving in super slow motion, turning Alison's doorknob with barely a click and closing it behind me. 

The room was warm and I could hear my sister breathing steadily. She was lying on her side with her hands up by her head, her hips stuck up seductively under the covers. I lifted the sheets at the foot of the bed and slid my head under, sliding slowly forward, letting my weight carefully onto her mattress. I slid up until I knew I was close, I could feel the heat coming off her legs and could smell her pussy. I kissed the underside of her thigh, making my way up to her asscheek, then just followed the heat and scent to her warm opening –she had taken her panties off. I tried to get down and start sucking on her cunt but her legs were in the way and I couldn't move them without waking her. I got down and positioned myself so that my chin was between her soft thighs and licked down between them at her sweet little pussy, I heard a soft moan through closed lips. My neck was quickly getting sore in this position though and I knew I wouldn't be able to reach her clit or even keep this up for very long. She shifted a bit and I felt her buttcheeks against my face, my nose was in the crack of her ass and I was stretching my tongue as far as I could. 

I slid my face up a bit and started licking the insides of her asscheeks, sliding my tongue up Alison's buttcrack. She moaned lightly again and pressed her soft cute ass back against my face. My cock was tenting my pajama pants and dripping like a faucet as I tongued my sister's asscrack, making my way from the sides down to her tiny little asshole. I found it by touch and began tonguing it. It tasted clean so I held my tongue still and used my neck to just saw it along her asshole. One of her legs kicked out a bit and I heard a squeak from her, but she didn't wake up. I had my face buried between Alison's buttcheeks which were wet now with saliva, I tongued her up and down, loving every minute of it. After a while I was surprised she didn't wake up and became a little less careful. I put my hands on her thighs and felt the muscles squeeze every time she pressed her ass into my face. I pushed her down, to lay on her stomach and, still asleep, she complied. With her legs straight, her cute little butt was now it's full shape, but slick enough to press my face between her cheeks and lap at her little bud. She woke when I started sliding my hands along her sides and up her t-shirt. Looking over her shoulder she tossed the sheets off: "Ooh. Good morning brother..."

"Oh hey Alison, what's up?."

She snorted a little laugh and I kept eating her ass. "Mmm, I wasn't expecting this."

"Well you did say to surprise you."

"You've certainly done that -oooh, yeah, lick it just like that."

"...Your ass is delicious sis, I've got to take back the things I said about it when we were growing up."

"Yeah? ...are you sure you've stopped growing?" she said as she began to turn over, then added more seriously "Take your pants off."

I pulled them off and came to sit beside her at the head of her single person bed. She rolled back onto her stomach and put her face in my lap, her spit mixed with the wad of precum spread all around my cockhead making a thick sticky fluid. "Mmm" she moaned and smacked her lips a couple times around my cock, before giving me a wet sloppy blowjob. The anticipation had been killing me and my face was tingling as she slid the slimy viscous fluid up and down my cock with her warm tongue and mouth.

After a while she sucked hard and pulled her mouth off, in the faint light I could see a thick string of spit connecting my dick to her mouth, she puckered her lips and with a lewd sucking noise pulled it into her mouth along with some of the spit that had been running toward my balls. "Mmn." 

She smiled and turned away from me, holding herself up with one hand she reached out and picked my pajama pants up off the floor, "Your jizz is so sweet, I feel like I'm addicted to this stuff," she said as she turned the top part of my pants inside out and started licking the fabric where it was wet with precum. She then dropped them and straddled me face to face and we kissed deeply. She rubbed her hands around my back and neck, and raised herself up to get onto my prick. 

I reached down and grabbed it, again I had to squeeze it tightly as she pressed down on it forcefully before it finally slipped in to her sweet hole. "Uhhhhn," She steadily sank down and began riding just the top few inches -about a third of the way down and kept this up while we made out, pressing our lips together, she bit my lower lip and then sucked on my tongue when I stuck it out, sliding her lips up and down as if it were a small cock. She slid smoothly up and down and I felt like I could come, but also like I could hold out a bit longer. I pushed her shoulders back a bit and rolled her over onto her back. Laying on top of my sister with her feet on either side of my head I continued fucking her while she panted and moaned. "Oh yeah, give me more."

I started fucking Alison deeper and deeper, "Uhn, uhn, uhn,  not too much..."

I was sawing more than half my cock in and out of the tightest pussy I'd ever felt, gradually adding more, very little at a time, until i could feel my cock parting her tight vaginal walls and pressing against her womb, "UHN! Uhn! Oh! Oh god! Unh!"

I'd press just the tip of my cock against the entrance until it started to open and then withdraw over and over.

"Oh god!"

"Shhhhh"

I kept fucking her like this as her moans began to sound more awkward and nervous, "Push it in, please, I need it in me."

"I pushed past the sphincter until -on the other side- it grabbed the back of my cockhead and I started pulling back just enough to stay ahead of it now. "A-A-A-AAAHHHH!" 

Alison's body clenched up and her pussy clamped down on my rock hard prick as I fucked her deep. Her head was pressed back into the pillow, her hair pressing into her face, she pulled me down against her with surprising strength, her tits pressed against my chest through her carebear t-shirt, as I used only my lower back to pivot my ass back and forth, pumping my little sister like an oil well as she was run through by a powerful orgasm. My balls had been slapping against her wet asshole, but now they tightened and I could feel my orgasm coming. Alison just kept cumming as I sliced my cock in and out of her tiny hole, spewing cum up into her belly like a fire hose. We both did our best to remain quiet as we winded down and eventually I pulled out and fell asleep with my sister in my arms.

"Nick! Alison! Breakfast!" 

I woke with a start, I hadn't planned to stay in Alison's room, but there wasn't much I could do about that now. My morning hard-on was wedged comfortably in her moist asscrack as we lay spooned together. Alison turned her head and kissed me, shifting her ass a bit, then sliding it teasingly back and forth, making me wish we had time for a nice morning fuck, but we parted lips and she rolled out of bed, put her panties on and slipped off to the bathroom. I put on my pants and walked into the hallway, I froze at my door, it was wide open.

When I got downstairs mom and Alison were eating and talking about the neighbour's border collie, who had apparently dug up parts of the front garden again. "Hey sweetie," mom said when I walked into the room, then turned back to Alison, "Well I told him he's got to keep a closer eye on her, but I told him that last time. Anyway he replanted them and everything so I guess there's no harm done really." 

The conversation went on without mom even hinting at the question of where I'd slept, and I was left to assume that she had walked by my door without looking in at all. 

Mom was washing up when I came by with my back pack. "Alright have a good day," she said

"Yeah you to mom!" I said, happy for having narrowly avoided getting caught.


Mom's New Recipe Ch. 02



Thanks for all the feedback on chapter 1

The saga continues...

For the next few days I played a balancing act; I'd sneak into my sister's bedroom at night where she'd be waiting for me, and once she fell asleep I'd slip off to mom's room and found her each night in a very advanced state of arousal... She was insatiable and needed to be milked two to three times a day. Needless to say I'd started taking naps after school just to keep up with these two. We were all on sexual overdrive, there was something in the water as they say and everyone was feeling it. On her lunch breaks mom would pull up to the school and pick me up for my 'noon feeding'. I'd suck on her tits in the back seat of the car at a local make-out spot, and rarely made it back to class on time. Once a car pulled up nearby while mom was riding my cock, running her hands through her hair while I sucked her swollen tits. When I saw the couple in the car they were both smiling and mom let out a short laugh when she saw what I was looking at; the guy gave a thumbs up and I turned back to continue drinking.

After a few days though Alison left for a gymnastics meet and it was just going to be mom and me. I turned down an invite to a party so I could stay home with her; I knew she had something special planned and the anticipation was high as we ate dinner together. Mom's tits were obviously swollen and her sweater bulged out at her chest seductively. She smiled at me staring at them, "So how was your day sweetie?" 

"Not bad, same old, same old..." 

I hesitated and thought of lunch, I noticed one of mom's eyebrows raise almost imperceptibly and stammered, "Well, you know, it had its moments."

She was smiling mischievously and asked me to pass the salt, then added as she set it down, "Oh I forgot drinks," she looked me in the eyes knowingly, "How 'bout a glass of milk, Nick?"

"I'd love one mom."

She flashed a wicked smile as she stood up and turned towards the fridge. Since she'd begun lactating her frame seemed to have thickened in a good way, and in her sweater and black pants her huge rack and round butt formed a seductive S as she arched her back just so and stepped over to the refrigerator. The milk carton looked a little beat up; the top of it had been opened all the way and then loosely folded back. In the mornings I hadn't been able to suck her tits without Alison finding out, so she'd been pumping them and keeping the milk to serve to us later. Meals became a kind of psychological foreplay for mom and I, and she'd often give me seconds on desert or excuse me from helping with the dishes if she could see I had an erection that I couldn't conceal. One night she even met me in the upstairs bathroom and quietly sucked my dick while Alison watched TV just down the stairs. 

She poured the milk and set a glass down in front of me, taking a long sip from her own, watching me watch her. We finished eating and she started picking up the dishes, she smiled at me as I stayed sitting. She took them to the sink and filled it with warm soapy water and put on a pair of rubber gloves. I stood up with an obvious erection showing along my left thigh and came toward her. She twisted around and looked at me, then at my crotch while she held her soapy hands over the sink. "Let me help you with that," I said

"Okay," she said quietly.

I came up behind her and pressed my stiff cock up against her ass, she immediately pressed back and I began to move my hips back and forth, slowly sliding my dick from one side of my mom's ass to the other as I reached around her and started dropping plates and glasses into the water. She pressed back and slid her ass against me and turned her face, puckering her lips. I kissed them and then put my hands up onto her big breasts while smelling the perfume of her sweater mixed with the smell of detergent. The warm vapour seemed to condense on my face and forehead as I held my hips still while my mother continued to press her ass back against me, sliding slowly back and forth. She began to scrub the dishes while I sucked on her earlobe, sliding my tongue in circles around the small gold earring she wore. As I did this she would scrub one dish in the same circular motion and not turn it or set it down until I paused or changed pattern. 

While rubbing her right tit I slid my left hand down the front of her pants and rubbed her clit through her satin panties in the same motion that I sucked her ear and rubbed her breast. Her sweater began to dampen and I slid my finger down her panties to find that they were wet as well. There were still a few dished left when mom turned around in my arms, having to lean back over the sink as I was so pressed against her, and held the side of my face with one soapy glove and kissed me, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth and wrapping her lips over mine; breathing heavily through her nose. She pushed me back and fumbled with the front of my pants, but couldn't get my belt open with her gloves on. I leaned back and opened them for her. 

She pushed me back to the dinner table and I sat down in my chair. She pulled clumsily at my pants and I lifted myself and lowered them to the floor. My cock bobbed in her face and she grabbed it with one soapy wet hand and started stroking it up and down. The glove was a little big on her and bulged up in places and made rubbery noises while she fucked my dick with her soapy hand. Up and down she stroked it with her face so close she looked cross-eyed staring at it. She was rubbing mostly the base of my cock and, wrapping her other hand around the top she began stroking the whole thing with an intense, almost angry look on her face. Biting her lower lip she looked up at me, "Ohh, mom, fuck that's so good."

I gradually slid my ass forward until it was on the edge of the chair and I was sitting completely slouched. As she went on stroking it I actually had to lift my ass back up onto the chair several times as I continually flexed it and pushed up into her hands, which continued making the squeaky sounds of rubber on rubber, and of the folds tightening and slackening. I looked down at the head of my cock popping out from her left hand then being enveloped once more. It was swollen and purple and strained under the friction and mom's breath pushed out over it and across my stomach, warm and ticklish in a teasing sort of way, though she was panting and looked hell-bent on seeing me blow a load all over her hands. 

I strained my head back and savoured the feeling of such an erotic handjob. I looked down at the sight of my mother, kneeling between my knees, her face glazed with sweat and condensation, working for the jizz she seemed to crave. I pushed up into her hands again and again, sometimes messing up her rhythm; we both knew I was close. She squeezed hard as she leaned in, jerking my cock faster up and down right at her chest. She gritted her teeth and looked me in the eyes, her words coming out haltingly "Come on baby, Come on! Cum for mommy!"

"Ughh, I'm almost there mom! Ugh, fuck... Unh, faster..."

She was panting and fucked me furiously with both hands pulling and squeaking. I held the seat of the chair on both sides and lifted my ass up, fucking up into her hands in quick short thrusts as I felt a tremendous pressure building in my balls, "Aaaaah!.. Fuck!" 

I shot a rope of cum that stuck to her face, spanning her chin and nose and ending on her forehead, she quickly put her mouth over the head of my cock and pressed her hands together, creating a tunnel that ended in her mouth that I was fucking while she held still. "Aaaaaah!.. Aaah!"

I pumped her hands and felt her wet lips and tongue as I shot thick wads of cum into her hot mouth. Soon she let go with her hands and in one smooth motion dropped her face down and swallowed my whole dick while it was still cumming. Feeling the inside of my mom's throat with my cock like that seemed to trigger a second load and I grabbed her by the hair and started fucking her face in short strokes while blowing cum down her throat. She was gurgling as both her arms flailed out to the sides; her forehead wrinkled and her eyes bulged while she made throaty noises, sputtering her lips around the base of my cock, but I was too far gone and just pushed her down until her nose and face were pressed hard into my stomach. I squeezed her there and shot ropes of cum down her throat, my head pushed back, my face contorted. 

I slowly felt my breathing come back and loosened my grip on her hair as I slowly returned to Earth. To my surprise my mom kept sucking my dick after taking a few quick breaths through her nose. With strings of spit and cum stretching precariously between my pelvis and her face she suckled my dick and milked the base of it with her tongue, drawing out more cum and sliding this around her mouth and all over my dick.

I was still out of breath, "Oh... mom... that was... oh shit... that was amazing."

She leaned back and I watched the full length of my cock slide out of my mother's beautiful face, wet and gradually softening, "Mmm, you can say that again."

"You're okay? I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No, no... Not in any bad way," She said, giving me a look that I'd never seen in her before.

It struck me then that we really had crossed a line, and that our relationship would never be quite the same as it had been only a week before. Mom didn't seem to be thinking this though as she slid up to kiss me, her full breasts pressed against me and the soft fabric of her sweater rubbed against my wet cock.

That night I drank her milk in the living room while she rode my dick in the large soft armchair we have there while the TV played silently as the only light in the room. Then we ate a bowl of popcorn and watched some bad 80's crime drama on TV; both of us anticipating going to bed that night, as it would be the first time we'd sleep together. 

We went up to her room and she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside, undressing without looking at me. Her breasts filled her satin bra and overflowed only slightly as I had milked her just a few hours before. She shimmied out of her pants facing away from me and her purple matching panties framed her round ass perfectly. She stepped out one leg at a time and then looked at me as she slid gracefully between the soft cool sheets of her bed.

She watched as I undid my pants and dropped them to the floor, then pulling my shirt over my head I stood in front of her with my half-hard dick bulging in my white boxer-briefs. I pulled off my socks and slid under the sheets next to her just as mom turned away from me to click the lamp off.

In the darkness I turned toward her and found the warm flesh of her toned abdomen clench momentarily at my touch, then her soft arms pulled me forward, as she received my weight gladly onto her. 

In the morning I came down for breakfast and found my mom standing by the table dumping some sausages onto my plate. We had until 11 before Alison would get home and evidently mom wanted to make use of this time as she wore only a frilly white apron tied loosely around her. One of her heavy tits was sticking out from the side and I could only stare at her. She smiled at me, blushing and looking very pleased with herself. In her distraction a sausage hit the table instead of my plate and rolled off onto the floor. 

She looked down at the sausage at her feet, then back at me; she set down the frying pan, then turned seductively and began to crouch down, sticking her naked ass out at me, only the two strings of the apron hugging her smooth sexy back as she got on her knees and tried to pick it up with the oven mitt she had on. She stopped and looked back at me, my erection was obvious and I opened my jeans and dropped them to the floor. Mom smiled as she got down lower and picked up the sausage with her mouth. I kneeled down and slid my hands up her calves and, bringing my face to her ass I began kissing her fat cheeks and moving up her lower back. I slid my hands up under the apron to her big milky tits and began massaging them, lightly spraying milk along the inside of the apron which hung loosely beneath her. I slid back again dragging my tongue along her tailbone and down between the cheeks of her ass until I found her tight little bud and began slowly tonguing it. 

A shiver of pleasure ran through her and she began bobbing her hips slowly, pressing her ass back and forth against my face. I had both hands on her upper thighs now, feeling the muscle beneath the yielding flesh and massaging the base of her ass cheeks while still firmly tonguing her asshole.

"Baby do you want to fuck my ass?" She asked in a seductive tone, "...There's syrup on the table."

I straightened up and grabbed the bottle, slowly squeezing a stream of it down onto her asshole and the area around it. It began to drip downward as I deliberately fingered her asshole with one, then two, then three fingers in the tight wet hole. Slowly syrup ran down over her pussy and dripped steadily off her stiff clit, sending shivers down her spine as the anticipation became palpable. 

I set my dick down flat on her asscrack and slid it up and down between her cheeks, drizzling syrup onto it and massaging her big round ass with both hands.

Mom spread her legs, lowering herself down further, and told me to push it in. The syrup was warm and my dick sank easily into her asshole. The sight of it only just penetrating my mom's ass, tightly encircled by it with the dimple of her tailbone above and the thin white straps of the apron in tight bows against her naked back, was one I savoured as she lay face down on the kitchen floor with her hands up above her. I could feel her pulse in her tight sphincter as it squeezed the head of my dick. Slowly I pushed it forward and mom pressed back against me. Deciding to leave it up to her I stopped and held still, letting her move steadily back until she had half my dick up her ass. She stopped and then –just as slowly- pulled forward, until the head of my dick was being squeezed by her wet slick asshole; then she pushed back again. I never thought fucking this slowly would feel so good, but it was fucking incredible, as the texture of her tight ass caressed my dick which slid gradually deeper and deeper inside her. 

Mom's eyes were shut and she seemed to be concentrating on it as well. When she finally got it buried to the hilt –after maybe 15 minutes of slow fucking- she lifted herself on her knees and pressed her naked back against my chest. Her warm skin was glazed in cool droplets of sweat and she ran her hands through my hair as she writhed against me, sliding against my skin as my dick slid smoothly up her asshole. 

In the morning light by the glass door we fucked sometimes steady and slowly and then suddenly quickening, each of us seeming to know what the other wanted, and predict what they were about to do. I'd blown two loads up her ass, but didn't pull out or stop, and my dick remained hard in my mom's tight and now sopping wet butt. I pushed her down against the floor now and began fucking her hard. The straps of the apron had long since let go and the thin, partially dampened piece of cloth had been flung aside as my pelvis slapped wetly against mom's ass cheeks again and again. We were both moaning as we fucked and mom goaded me on with filthy encouragements as I slid my hands all over her naked body. I had my face buried in her hair, suckling her neck when a dull thud startled me into looking up. There was Alison in the doorway with a straight line of sight into the kitchen. She turned and waved hurriedly to someone and then swung the door shut behind her coming towards us. Mom was out of breath and her face was pressed awkwardly against the floor, but she started, "Alison... Don't get upset baby..."

Alison ignored her and stared at me, her eyes drifted down my chest to my dick, with our mom's asshole wrapped tightly around it; but she didn't seem upset, or at least not genuinely so and her brief scolding of our mother was more a formality than anything else. Knowing this my dick remained hard in mom's ass as she reasoned with Alison, laying tits-down in a smeared puddle of her own milk, her hair sticking to her face, but she didn't pull away from me either; finally saying, "Oh come on Alison, you think I don't know you fuck him? You think I haven't seen you?"

Alison was surprised and she looked up at me, "Yeah, she knows..." 

She seemed just then to notice the milk all around mom, "Is that milk on the floor? Like did you spill it?"

"No honey, it's mine," She kind of laughed then, either at this or the situation, and didn't bother explaining any further. I set my hand down on her lower back and pulled her against me, slowly starting to fuck her again with Alison standing in front of us. Mom responded, pushing back and slowly forward, picking up our old rhythm, Alison watched, standing fully dressed in a tight pair of shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt bearing the acronym of her gymnastics organization.

Mom groaned then asked, "How did you do at the meet sweetie?"

Alison hesitated, then replied in a distracted monotone, "I came in third."

"That's awesome baby, I knew you'd do well. -Ung" 

I kept sawing mom's wet asshole slowly, looking at Alison, "That's really good sis."

Alison looked at me for a moment then briefly lost her composure, "Okay this is really awkward, are you two just gonna fuck right in front of me?"

Neither of us answered as a flat 'yes' was all I was thinking. Mom looked up at her, "Well baby if you're gonna fuck him, and I'm going to, does it really matter?"

Alison watched as I pulled my dick almost all the way out and then slid it smoothly back down mom's ass again. I hesitated, "Why don't we go upstairs... All of us."

I smiled to Alison as she stared at me, and in her eyes I saw her reply even before her lips betrayed the smile she fought to hold back.

I pulled my cock out of mom's ass and it was followed by thick strings that hung tenaciously between us; refusing to break as cum dripped steadily out of her asshole and onto the linoleum floor. The viscous drops fell heavily and mom's gaping asshole was a pool of cum, each drop pulling more down behind it, as it ran heavily down over her pussy, creating a new puddle between her knees. Mom straightened up awkwardly, then turned around and put her hands on my legs for balance as she began earnestly sucking my dick while my cum ran down her legs and dribbled obscenely onto the floor. 

Alison stared at mom's ass, then at my dick as it was being sucked. Seeming to sense the audience, mom swallowed my cock and began bobbing on it in long motions, which felt incredible. "Wow..." Alison said quietly, "How did you do that?"

Mom pulled back, "That may be a little advanced for you..." she said, wiping her chin.

There was a pause then and Alison, seeming to feel some reaction was expected of her came forward and got on her knees next to mom. She looked down at mom's large breasts and then back to her eyes, then she looked up to me and opened her mouth, taking my long hard dick and sucking it as deep as she could, which –by comparison- wasn't that far, but still felt great as she tongued it looking up into my eyes. Mom watched her and then smiled proudly as she looked up at me, running a hand up to my chest. I reached down and pushed back the hair that stuck to her cheek and forehead and, as if in an immediate act of gratitude she arched her back and got down under me and began licking my balls and sucking them into her mouth. Alison tried tentatively to swallow my dick but stopped short and gave up, rather sticking to what she knew and giving me a nice wet blowjob. From above her little ass looked awesome, framed in her green tight shorts and I rested a hand on her head, stroking her hair gently.




Mom's New Recipe Ch. 02



Much more intermittently now was the heavy sound of cum hitting the floor, and watching the two women in my life giving me such attention I felt my balls bracing themselves to blow another load. An acute tingling began within them and traveled up the shaft of my cock slowly culminating in the head, but just then Alison pulled away and looked down at mom, who had both my balls in her mouth and was tonguing them methodically, "Should we go upstairs then?.."

Mom slurped as she let go of my balls and smiled at the twinge of excitement in Alison's question, "Whatever you want," she said slyly.

The two of them stood up –mom a little unsteadily- and turned towards the stairs. I went back and grabbed mom's apron off the floor as she called, "Nick, aren't you coming?"

Alison added, "It won't be the same without you,"

I came around the corner and threw the balled up apron to mom, who smiled and wrapped it around herself, posing for Alison, who laughed, "Very sexy."

She turned around and Alison tied it back on, then we all went up the stairs and into mom's bedroom. Alison climbed under the sheets and I jumped in after her, pulling her shirt over her head so she wore only her tight green shorts and knee socks as mom climbed into bed, apron still on and turned onto her side, holding her butt cheeks apart and looking at me over her shoulder. "Haven't you had enough yet?" I asked, "I've got to save some for Alison too."

"Yeah,"

Mom stuck out her lower lip, making a pouty face as I turned and pulled Alison to lay on top of me. With her shorts still on she rubbed her pussy against my dick and began kissing my face, which mom quickly jumped in on, and soon the two of them were kissing me all over and laughing at my attempts to turn away or avoid them while they had me pinned down. I grabbed Alison's shorts by the waistband at the back and pulled down on them. She stopped kissing me to straighten her legs and pull them off. She then pulled the covers over the three of us and lay face to face on top of me with her legs on either side. I reached down and held the base of my dick as Alison pressed down onto it. After two tries it sank into her tight pussy and we both sighed as she pushed down. Mom lay on her side next to us, running her free hand up and down Alison's back, sometimes moving down over her ass and along the underside of her thigh while Alison began steadily fucking the top half of my cock with a look of concentration on her face. Mom watched this then looked at me, "Ooh her pussy must be so tight... Is it?"

"Yes..." I panted, glad to be lying down after all the fucking we'd done in the kitchen.

Mom bit her lower lip and watched Alison's expression, then turned and kissed me, feeding her tongue into my mouth and pulling right up against the two of us, her damp tits rubbing against us as we writhed together. Alison lowered her head and joined the kiss and soon the three of us were breathing into each other's faces as we rubbed our lips and tongues together panting; mom and Alison not hesitating to kiss each other even without me. 

Alison was pushing further and further down and soon I felt the pressure of the entrance inside her. Alison pushed down and my cock slid past it, the feeling was incredibly erotic and with the previous pressure I began to cum immediately. Alison always seemed to cum when I passed that point and this was no exception, mom was rubbing her hands on Alison's back along with me, and was pressed up against her as the two had been kissing at the time. When Alison started cumming her face straightened and her forehead creased; her mouth stayed open but she stopped responding to mom's mouth on hers as I began blowing cum inside her. Mom drifted from her mouth and began licking Alison's cheek and face, tonguing and kissing her daughter frantically; seeming to feed off the orgasm tearing through the two of us. Alison was thrusting her hips up and down on my cock, and the feeling of her tight pussy was incredible and I busted wad after wad of cum into her despite having cum in mom's ass twice before. 

I was pretty worn out after this and suggested as Alison lay flat on top of me and mom nestled into my neck that we all go to sleep for a little while. Mom wouldn't hear of it though and seemed desperate to cum again. 

"Mom, I fucked you for almost two hours today," I argued as my dick softened and slid out of my sister's pussy, "I'm not a machine."

"Pfft," Alison scoffed.

Mom laughed and pulled the sheets back, then pulling herself up into a sitting position at the headboard, she pulled one of her tits out the side of the apron still tied loosely around her and pressed the nipple to my face, "Well at least help drain these boobs," she said, emphasizing the last word comically.

Alison sat up on top of me and looked down as I started sucking mom's right breast and swallowing steadily as I did so, "Mom, what's going on, are you guys," she paused, "breastfeeding?"

I didn't stop drinking the sweet milk, lying exhausted on the pillow with a fat breast in my mouth; I allowed mom to explain to her that sometimes inexplicably, a hormonal change triggering lactation without pregnancy, and that I'd been helping her by drinking the milk she was producing. Alison admitted to having noticed signs of it earlier, but I wasn't paying much attention as I swallowed continually, half in a trance, laying in her comfortable bed with the weight of my naked sister on top of me. Before I knew it I opened my eyes to see Alison hunched down, sucking mom's left tit while mom looked down on us with a beatific smile. 

I finished sucking her tit and let go, the fat breast still rested on my face though, and with only one eye open I watched Alison dreamily drink from the other. Mom sat up and then leaned back against the headboard, pulling Alison down on top of her. Alison had one leg on either side of mom's left leg and her arms held mom by the sides, sliding slowly and sensuously up and down as mom stroked her hair and rubbed her back amid wet suckling noises.

Soon Alison began to move her hips in a humping motion along the thigh resting between her legs. Sometimes mom would clench the muscles of that leg and Alison would moan, her ass cheeks and legs tightening as she humped mom harder, pressing her clit against the firm slick surface and twisting her hips from side to side. 

Once she'd finished mom's breast the two of them were passionately embraced, mom sliding down into the sheets as the two of them made out right next to me, neither seeming concerned that I had another stiff erection good to go.

Alison slid down and began eating mom's pussy while I sidled up next to her and slid an arm beneath her neck, kissing her as I rubbed her breasts. My dick pressed against her thigh which rose and fell constantly as she panted and squirmed in Alison's grip. 

"Ooh, god Alison," she said, pulling her lips from mine, "Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?"

Alison raised her head blushing, "Well, you know how Megan and I are always sleeping over at each other's houses..."

"Oh god baby," Mom pressed her pussy up into Alison's face, "She's a lucky girl."

"Really?" I said, as if to myself, "You and Megan..."

I was feeling left out now though, so when Alison lifted her head to say something I grabbed mom by the hips and pulled her to the side, hoisting her up on top of me, so that my dick was sandwiched between my stomach and one of her butt cheeks. Grabbing her thighs I pulled mom's legs up over her head to free my dick and began shifting it around, trying to find her asshole. Alison grabbed my cock in one of her small hands and lined it up with mom's pussy; neither of us moved, "A little lower honey," mom said.

Alison shifted the head of my cock around the entrance to mom's cunt, "Low-er," I said, looking down at her.

She realized then what we meant and pressed my dick down to mom's asshole. At the angle I was holding her the hole was gaping open and readily accepted my cock. Mom's curving back pressed heavily against my chest and she held her arms down on each side for balance as she began humping awkwardly down and up with her legs in the air. Alison was still holding the base of my cock and was getting back to the topic of her and Megan, and had said something about it having been me who brought them together.

Megan's mom and ours were old friends and I'd known Megan since we were kids. She was a little on the chubby side, and we'd not been close but there had been moments in our childhood when my sister hadn't been around and a game we'd play or some situation would get out of hand as half-known instincts would well up inside us, though neither understood their determination or purpose. As we got a little older we didn't see as much of each other, but going through puberty she had figured prominently into many of my dreams and fantasies, as she'd often be sleeping over at our house, though I'd never suspected that I had been the same to her.

"Megan's always had a thing for you," Alison continued, stating this matter-of-factly, "She's friggin' in love with you."

"Oh," I said a little dumbly as mom rocked back and forth with all her weight on top of me, her legs still in the air, my dick buried in her ass.

"Yeah, she used to ask all kinds of things about you –I thought it was kind of cute so I'd play along and answer them as well as I could." She buried her face in mom's pussy and for a while we fucked slowly and quietly.

Mom was panting in my ear when she asked, "When did you and her... hook up?"

"Just a few months ago," she replied wiping her mouth, "Nick was staying at a friends house one night and she wanted to go look through his things, which we'd done before. Usually she'd dig through your laundry and smell your clothes or she'd go through your books, personal things, and that; but that night she wanted to look around on your computer... She didn't go through any files on it until she found where you kept all your porn."

"And I thought I'd hidden it so well..." I said, holding mom's ass cheeks as she rocked faster on top of me now.

"You had no idea she likes you?" mom asked, breathing heavily.

"No, did you?"

"Yes, I could tell from the way she acted around you," She pushed down further and began taking my dick almost to the hilt, she grunted, "Plus, Jean told me... she's written your name on almost everything she owns... she even found it –Umh- on some of her underwear."

I couldn't reply as I had to time my breathing with mom's shifting weight and hold it tight as she rocked on my chest. I shifted her down a bit so her tailbone rested right above my cock and it stuck further up her ass to make it easier on me. Mom sat up though and hunched forward, with her legs crouched and her hands gripping my thighs she began butt fucking me from above in quick smooth motions. I looked down and watched my dick standing straight up as her ass slid over it, up and down. From her waist down her butt had an upside-down heart shape to it, and my dick slid in and out of the center. The sensation was incredible, but it was going to take a lot to make me cum again.

Alison continued the story, "Yeah so she burned it onto a couple of disks so she could take it home, but that night I woke up and she was sitting at my computer watching this video of two girls giving a guy a blowjob. The speakers were turned off, but her panties were around her ankles and she was playing with her clit."

"Uhhnn—" mom moaned, quickening her pace; seeming to have an orgasm coming on.

"What – did you do?" I asked.

"Nothing at first, I pretended I was still asleep and just watched. In the video the guy started cumming all over the two girls' faces and they were kissing and sucking his dick and pressing their faces together, smearing cum all over each other. Megan had her legs spread even further and I could hear her rubbing her pussy because it was so quiet in the room."

Mom's movements were getting sloppier and she was now slamming her ass down against my pelvis on each stroke and rising up high on my cock, causing occasional farting sounds, but feeling incredible.

"Then she started another clip where one woman was standing in the middle of a room wearing a black outfit and she lifted the back and pressed this other woman's face between her butt cheeks. The other girl was naked and it was sort of like a power thing; she would hold the girl by the hair and grind her ass against her face while the girl licked her asshole. Anyway, Megan came almost right away, and then kept watching it and masturbating some more."

Mom groaned a couple times as her orgasm seemed to ramp up steadily, and soon she was slamming down onto me and grinding her ass into my hips, stirring my cock in circles up her butt. I heard a gasp from Alison as mom's upturned pussy had sprayed right into her face. Mom was cumming very hard and couldn't seem to get a steady movement going again, so I grabbed her in sort of a half-nelson and pulled her back down on top of me. I started fucking her from beneath as Alison went for her clit and got another shot of liquid sprayed into her mouth and down her neck. Mom was writhing in my arms and it actually took quite a lot to restrain her and fuck her ass at the same time, but I managed and soon she relaxed and caught her breath, laying flat on top of me; her slick wet skin pressed against mine and her breathing and mine found a rhythm.

Finally, with my dick still buried in her ass, she asked Alison to continue.

"Well, then I started rubbing my pussy, trying to be really quiet, and we both did that for a while, watching this girl eat the other girl's ass, and then Megan just glanced over to check on me and she saw that I was looking at the screen and rubbing my pussy. We whispered about the different videos you had and we went through a bunch of them, both just masturbating openly, and soon I told her to shut it off and come back to bed. So she laid down with me as if we were both going to go to sleep then, but neither of us had any panties on and pretty soon we were just making out and... that was that."

"Mmm, did you ever eat her ass, like in the video?"

"No, but she's eaten mine a couple times."

Mom rolled off me and my dick fell back against me. She lay down flat on her stomach and looked at me as I felt Alison's lips wrap around my cock. Why don't you fuck my ass a little more, and then your sister can suck your cum out of it." She looked down at Alison, "You'll like it, believe me,"

Alison popped her lips off my dick, "Really? Have you ever done that?"

"Oh, you two don't know how close me and Jean were... But it feels so good having a woman suck your asshole like that, I used to do it to Jean all the time." She then added more thoughtfully, "I used to do whatever she wanted."

"Okay, I'll try it," Alison replied with a nervous laugh.

I rolled over and mounted mom's fleshy butt, pressing my dick down between the soft mounds of her ass cheeks and sliding easily into the stretched open hole. With my legs on either side of her I fucked down into her ass, feeling her soft butt cheeks yielding under my weight with every push. Mom lay flat with her arms curled beneath her head, which was turned to one side bearing a dreamy expression as she shook rhythmically. I fucked her ass on and on as Alison moved up to lay next to mom and slowly stroked her naked back while kissing me and sucking my tongue. I turned to the side so that mom's body and mine ran perpendicular and my cock slid straight down my mom's ass while each stroke pressed my balls into the softness of one of her cheeks. I'd press deep into her, burying my dick almost entirely up her ass, and giving my balls a brutal beating against mom's supple butt, until finally I began to feel a building orgasm steadily approach. 

I pumped that ass in fast steady strokes and mom began to moan and rock beneath me. Alison began rubbing my back with one hand and the other she set against my chest, sliding it slowly down over my stomach and back, creating sweet tingling sensations as she moved.

She whispered in my ear, "I love mom's milk; don't you?"

I felt a tightness all through my loins as I began pumping mom's ass hard and fast, my stomach making wet swacking sounds against her ass as I buried my cock as far between her butt cheeks as I could.

Mom moaned loudly and Alison wrapped her arms around my shoulder as I flexed every muscle in my body, fucking my mom's asshole for all I was worth; unloading cum deep inside her while she wailed into a pillow with an orgasm of her own.

Once it had subsided I pulled out and stood beside the bed a little dazed. I moved up to the top and fed mom my dick as Alison looked down at mom's sloppy wet asscrack. Then, without a word she buried her face between the two cheeks and began moving it around in small motions. Mom clenched her eyes and stopped moving, sitting perfectly still with her head arched back and a mouthful of dick. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked up at me; then began bobbing her head on my cock again as Alison started to make lewd sucking noises.

My dick softened and I got back into bed next to them. Alison's face was wet when she sat up and looked down at us; mom had one arm across my chest and was dozing in the crook of my neck. I smiled at Alison as she leaned in and kissed me. Then she turned and pulled the sheets over us all and curled up against me, crossing one leg over mine, and seeming to breathe only through her nose, as if to smell me with each long breath.

We talked idly for a while and soon fell asleep.



Mom's New Recipe Ch. 03



I appreciate all feedback I get on these stories... here's another one

Two months went by without much changing in our little universe. Mom, Alison and I all slept together now and nothing felt better than lying in bed with a beautiful woman on either side of me; one young and pert, the other mature and voluptuous. I rarely got angry with anyone now, I did well in school and found myself whistling on pleasant days. 

Megan slept over at our house often and Alison would tell mom and I the things they did together. Mom took a strong interest in this, especially when it became apparent that Alison had somewhat of a controlling hand in the relationship. Megan had always been shy and very quiet around anyone she didn't know well, but apparently in the bedroom she was much more outgoing and enjoyed being dominated by my sister. On her birthday Alison showed us what Megan had given her and we were surprised to see her pull out a lifelike rubber cock attached to the front of a pair of flesh coloured panties.

My relationship with my mom and Alison had never been better, but sometimes her and mom butted heads. Deep down I suspected mom was insecure about me losing interest in her in favour of my sister, and Alison may have been jealous of the new freedom I was enjoying as mom had ceased to tell me what to do or to punish me for any misbehaviour after her first attempt ended with me buttfucking her over the bathroom sink, while she moaned like a slut. 

I did my best to give them equal attention when we were together and to make them both feel special when the other wasn't there, but mom –despite her endowments, and the milk she produced that I could not now do without- still seemed insecure and was constantly buying new outfits and tantalizing lingerie, which she would wear whenever Alison spent the night at Megan's; often filling our living room with scented candles and lying in wait for me in some new negligee barely able to hold her big milky breasts; and we'd fuck slowly as I drank her tits by candlelight.

Summer arrived and one Saturday afternoon I stepped outside onto the hot cement of our patio thinking it was the perfect day to lie around and work on my tan. Lying on a lounge chair with my eyes shut under a pair of sunglasses, I heard the patio door slide open, stop and then close, and bare feet approach. It was mom's voice, "Hey handsome, mind if I join you?"

I opened my eyes and didn't even try to hide the look on my face; mom was wearing a tight black string bikini, barely covering anything as it pressed into her mammoth tits like a couple of eye-patches, with soft flesh bulging around them, the straps seeming poised to snap. After a silent moment she asked "You like my new bathing suit?"

"Oh Yeah,"

"Good, 'cause I got you a new one too, so go change out of those old trunks; it's in the yellow bag in the living room."

I stood up slowly, looking at her figure as I did so, then turned and went inside. I opened the bag and found a navy blue Speedo. I looked doubtfully at it, but then through the glass door saw my mom bending down and taking a sip of my drink in her new bikini and figured it was a small price to pay. I dropped my shorts and slid the Speedo on; it was very tight fitting and my cock was outlined in them as an impressive bulge. I did have a bit of pubic hair showing which didn't look good, so I ran upstairs and grabbed the electric clippers in the bathroom and trimmed the area a little, I checked the tag on the inside and saw they were one size too small, though I'm sure she'd been fully aware; again the consolation was that her bathing suit was one -if not two- sizes too small, so I didn't really worry about it and headed back down.

Mom sat in the chair next to mine and was wearing her own stylish sunglasses and laying perfectly still with a relaxed look on her face. Her head lifted a bit as I came near, "Oooh yeah," she laughed, "that's what I like to see."

I smiled and pointed at her in an absurd pose, giving her the Zoolander cold steel expression. She laughed and I took a sip of my drink, then sat down in my chair, leaning back and closing my eyes once more. I heard my mother sit up and turn toward me, then the snap of a bottle opening. I turned my head and saw her squirting a glob of suntan lotion into her hand and the faint smell filled the warm summer air.

"Just stay like that, I don't want my man getting burnt," she said as she set the wet palm down on my chest.

The lotion felt cold after the warm rays of the sun and she began rubbing it in in circles, then using both hands she began to rub it all over my torso. Coming from the side she was stretching awkwardly and soon stopped and stood up next to me. I opened my eyes and stared at the dark fabric wrapped tightly over her pussy just above me. She lifted one leg and brought it over to the other side of my chair so that she was straddling it; her legs were amazing. She then picked up the bottle and began to drizzle it over me with a big smile. Then she clicked the cap shut and sat down facing me, sitting between my legs. She began rubbing it into my thighs, then sliding her hands down my legs right behind her, nearly making her giant tits fall out of her top before coming back and rubbing the white line off my semi erect cock leaving a greasy smear across the front of my Speedo. 

She then began slowly on my sides and abdomen, moving gradually upward until her arms were stretched out and the mound of her cunt pressed against my balls through the fabric of our bathing suits. She shifted around as she rubbed my chest and the new Speedo felt almost painfully tight. As she started on my shoulders she lifted herself up and sat directly on the bulge in my bathing suit. The tightness and pressure felt exquisite and on either side my mom's thighs and butt cheeks pressed softly against me. She rocked back and forth as she rubbed the lotion into my skin, repeating areas that were done and focusing mostly on my chest and abs, while her giant tits bobbed with the movement of her arms. Through my sunglasses and hers I couldn't see her eyes, but her face seemed fixed as she swayed back and forth, her lips slightly puckered. 

Suddenly she stopped and began wiping her hands off on her bare thighs, creating reflections along the contours of her leg muscles, "Alright," she said, without sitting up, "I'll do your back quick and then I need you to do me."

She shifted a bit on my bulge but didn't stand up, "...Does that sound good?"

"Yeah mom."

"Good," 

She stood up and I rolled over. From the same position she rubbed my back and legs, giving me a nice massage but finishing quickly, then stood and got into her chair. I straddled her then and sat between her legs as she had done, but with my legs out and my dick as hard as it had gotten the Speedo was getting to be very tight and I kept shifting uncomfortably as I began rubbing her arms, but found no real relief. 

When I got to the shoulder strings of her bikini she pulled them down to hang loosely over her arms and I began sliding my oily hands across her collar bone and neck as well as her shoulders. I moved slowly down her chest in circles, gradually pushing her bikini downward. Mom lifted her back and shifted her shoulders until the top fell down and her big milky breasts hung in front of me, seeming to reach out to me round and full. I massaged the lotion into them and milk leaked out of the nipples as I did so. Mom bit her lower lip occasionally, and although she seemed to crave my lips on them, sucking the milk from them, I resisted, keeping her in anticipation. I kept massaging her breasts though and milk ran down from her nipples and into the fabric of her bikini or into my hands and mixing with the lotion I was rubbing into her tits. I shifted several times in discomfort as I did this, then pressed the fabric of my Speedo against her inner thigh and shifted over to one side. I moved a little too far though and my hard cock, sprang upward hitting mom right between the legs. I looked down and pivoted back awkwardly until my dick sprang free and then rested on top of her mound, pressing my balls against her cunt I worked on the sides of her tits and under her arms. 

Mom reached up and massaged her own tits until her hands were wet with oil and breast milk, then brought them down and slowly began stroking my dick with both hands, just pulling upward from base to tip, and then grabbing the base with the other hand and doing it again, over and over as I began kneading her tits roughly, spraying both of us with milk. I stopped and grabbed the lotion and began drizzling it over her glistening body, then set it down and lifted myself up, standing over her. 

Mom kept pulling on my cock until I set it down against her stomach and began rubbing it in the lotion, pressing my cock and balls against her and rubbing them around in circles and random directions, covering her skin with suntan lotion and streaks of precum. I got up to her tits and slid my dick up between them. Mom reached down and pressed them together, enveloping my cock in her soft oily flesh. I fucked them steadily feeling the oily friction on my cock, the sun on my naked back and watching my mother stare down at her tits with her jaw jutting out as she rubbed them up and down and shook them. The sight of her massive breasts sliding back and forth against each other as I slid my cock up and down between them was incredibly erotic. 

We were both panting hard when suddenly we heard voices coming from the front of the house. One was Alison's and the other quieter one sounded like Megan. Mom and I froze staring at each other. I pulled back and my greasy cock stood out in front of me; there was no way I'd fit it back into my Speedo now. The voices were coming up the side yard, there was no time. Mom scooted forward in the lounge chair and I moved in behind her, straddling it. She was about to stand up when I grabbed her and pulled her down, sandwiching my cock between her asscrack and the rubbery straps of the lounge chair. I grabbed the bottle of lotion and began squeezing it onto her back as the girls came around the side and through the gate. 

They both stopped when they saw us, then Alison said, "Hi guys, going for a swim?"

Mom was leaning forward, holding the top of her bathing suit loosely over her breasts, "Yeah, in a minute we will... uh, why don't you girls come out too?"

"Oh I should have brought my swimsuit," Megan said looking down at my Speedo.

"Oh well you can wear Alison's, Alison I bought you a new one just this afternoon, it's in the living room." As she said this mom shifted her butt down and forward, milking my dick against the straps of the lounge chair. I felt a thick drop of precum make it's way out the tip and drip slowly onto the pavement below -hopefully not leaving a visible string.

"Really? Alright, thanks mom, we'll go get changed then." She turned to Megan, "C'mon."

Megan looked down at my mom's ass now; pressed against my pelvis in only a G-string I couldn't help but think we looked awfully suspicious; but Megan just stared a moment and then followed Alison inside.

The door slid shut behind them and I breathed a sigh of relief as I slowly continued rubbing lotion on mom's sides. She groaned and began to rock back and forth on my cock, which actually felt really good against the rubber straps, but after a moment I laughed and said, "Mom, seriously, stop, let me up."

"Fine," she said faking exasperation, "go get in the pool quick, you're not going to get that Speedo back on like this."

"Yeah, I can barely fit into the thing as it is..." I said, raising an eyebrow.

Mom raised one in reply, "Imagine that... Well we can't return them now so we'll just have to live with that."

I crossed the pavement with my dick bobbing in front of me and jumped into the cool water, trying to think random thoughts of ice and winter and math equations. I got the stubborn erection to go most of the way down and stuffed it back into my bathing suit when I saw the patio door slide open and the two girls step outside. Alison looked incredible, wearing a one-piece black bathing suit that fit closely and showed off her tight gymnast figure and perky breasts; in the center was an egg-shaped hole revealing the dimple of her bellybutton and the smooth skin surrounding it. Megan was wearing Alison's old purple and white bikini, which was a little tight on her, but emphasized the virtues of her figure, and seemed to be a trend in our backyard that day anyway. Some of the guys at school thought Megan was fat, but there wasn't any flabbiness to her, she had a full figure but carried it well and looked to be in good shape, especially her abs and lower body. I began swimming laps while they sat down, then got out and toweled off while Megan rubbed lotion onto Alison's back and shoulders. I sat in my spot and took a sip of my drink, "Where's mom?" I asked Alison as she stood up.

"She said she's gonna make daiquiris." Alison then ran and dove gracefully into the pool.

I looked at Megan who pulled her eyes suddenly away from my crotch, but realizing she was busted remarked, "Not a lot of guys wear Speedos,"

"Yeah my mom bought it, I wouldn't wear it in public I don't think, but around the pool you know; I don't want to hurt her feelings."

"You're so considerate. I like it, personally."

"Well thanks."

She looked down at herself, then at me, "Could you do my back Nick?"

"Sure, turn around."

She got up and came to my chair and went to sit right on my legs, which I spread at the last minute, shifting back a bit. But Megan shifted back as well, bending forward and pushing her smooth back and wide hips towards me, evidently wanting the same backrub she saw my mom get. Alison's bathing suit fit her snuggly and as she pushed back it slid along her smooth ass cheeks and now covered only half of each of them. She pulled her pigtails over her shoulders as I poured some lotion into my hand and got started on some long division. As I began rubbing her back she reached around and unclasped the top of her bathing suit. Holding it loosely against her breasts she slid back right into my lap. My dick and balls were pressed into the crack of her ass and no differential equation was going to stop her from noticing my steadily growing cock. I wasn't going to try to stop it either, if she was going to put herself in this position she must expect it, she couldn't blame me. Besides, if she didn't get a lot of attention from the boys at school it might make her feel good to give her best friend's brother a killer erection like this. 

The door slid open and mom came out with a tray of daiquiris, setting them on the table and looking over at Megan and I. Megan reached back and refastened her top, thanking me over her shoulder with a red face. She stood up and walked straight to the table, not looking back either out of embarrassment or in the hope that there would still be a question in my mind of whether or not she'd noticed. Mom noticed though and looked a little jealously at the stiff dick outlined in her brand new bathing suit. Megan kept her back to me as she took a sip from one of the glasses, "Wow, these are really good Mrs. Palmer."

"Thanks Megan, they are good, I should probably make them more often, but I always seem to forget."

They talked casually with their backs to me and I looked down at Megan's ass; to be honest I wanted her to come back and sit in my lap for the whole afternoon, Alison's faded purple bathing suit was wedged between her cheeks, but unlike a lot of girls her ass maintained a nice round shape without any support and as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other a small crease appeared on one side where her leg started. However she was standing next to my mother who had turned her back to me and had an ass that could put any to shame, big and round with wide hips contrasted by a tiny waist that only served to emphasize her gorgeous behind. The black thong bikini ran seductively down the crack, revealing in the center a dark spot –only slightly visible- that puckered inward towards her asshole.

I pulled my eyes away and walked to the pool, jumping in immediately. Alison splashed me in the face as I came up for air and a splash fight ensued that ended with me picking her up and tossing her -with her cooperation- and then mom called us to come out before the ice in our drinks melted. We drank the daiquiris and talked for a while about ordinary topics and soon we were all sitting silently in our lounge chairs enjoying the calm weather and sunshine.

We were all wearing shades now and I turned my head to survey the three sexy women surrounding me. Alison lay on her stomach to my right with her face turned toward me and I couldn't tell if she could see me ogling her through my sunglasses until she raised her head a bit and looked out at me over the tops of her own raising her eyebrows and flashing me a smile. Over her mom lay on her back with her big tits resting on her chest round and firm beneath her beautiful tight bikini; from the side I could see her eyes were shut. 

Slowly I looked up at the drifting clouds and then turned to Megan on my left; she lay on her side facing me, her broad hips stuck up seductively with Alison's bathing suit drawn tightly around them. The faint outline of her abs drew my eyes, though I couldn't see if she was watching me through her dark rectangular sunglasses.

Mom went inside and got some hamburger patties and put me in charge of cooking them. And so I stood there and barbecued in front of these three women in nothing but a Speedo and a pair of sunglasses. I got spattered a couple times in the process and looked back at them all lined up in front of me, "Hey mom could you get me an apron or a t-shirt maybe?"

She replied immediately, "Oh don't be such a wimp, you're fine."

"Besides," Alison added, "You'd look ridiculous in an apron."

We were all on our third daiquiri by now and the three of them cracked up at this comment and then had a hushed conversation between them that was even funnier.

"I feel like a piece of meat out here," I called.

Megan replied, "...You are a piece of meat," quieting towards the end and looking uncertain if she should have said it.

Alison jumped on, "Yeah work that grill baby!"

"Slowly now!" mom called out, "make us forget our troubles."

They all burst out laughing and I came back and sat in my chair, taking a long sip from my glass, "Ugh, I can't work under these conditions."

I leaned back again and they quieted down. Mom asked, "So are they almost done?"

"Yeah, maybe five more minutes tops."

"We'll set the table then; ladies!"

The three of them got up and went inside and soon returned laughing again and carrying plates and napkins and such. We ate as the sun dimmed and then went inside and watched some TV. Mom left the living room saying she had some work to do on an article and I stayed for another half hour before excusing myself and slipping off to her room, knowing her breasts would be full and she'd be waiting for me to come take care of them. When I got there mom had me lay down on her bed and then climbed aboard, stuffing my dick into her pussy and riding it slowly while I sucked her big heavy breasts. 

"Oh fuck baby, I was so horny all afternoon... Those girls have the worst timing." 

She started fucking me faster and faster as she said how horny she got watching me cook, and massaging that little bitch as soon as she turned her back, "What were you trying to get me jealous? 'Cause it worked." 

She started slamming her hips down harder, and I grabbed her hair as I finished sucking her right tit and pulled until her head bent back sharply. I was thrusting up into her hot pussy now, "Yeah, did you imagine me fucking her right there in that deck chair? Making that little bitch moan,"




Mom's New Recipe Ch. 03



"Yeah!" mom replied hoarsely.

I rolled her over onto her back and started pumping her from above grabbing both her legs and pushing them off to one side, looking down at my dick sliding in and out between them. 

"And maybe I'll do it tonight, if her and Alison are going to be messing around in her room maybe I'll get in on that; fuck the two of them..."

Mom's back straightened and her pussy clamped down on my stiff cock, undulating "Ungh! ...UGH!"

I covered her mouth and reamed her hot cunt quickly, kissing and biting at her neck. Her orgasm went on and soon I could feel my own, "Ugh, mom- here it comes," I pushed her arms up above her head and whispered in her ear, "This is what you get for wearing that thong bikini... you were the sexiest girl out there."

I stroked in and out of her wet pussy a few times and then started pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her.

Gradually I slowed down and stopped. Once I caught my breath I started sucking her left tit, which was still full and for the next ten minutes I sucked her big milky tits while sliding my dick very slowly in and out of her cunt.

I pulled out and stood up, looking for my clothes. Mom looked surprised, "What don't you want me to take care of that?" she asked looking at my erection.

"No I think I'll save it for Megan..." I replied with a smile.

Unfazed she crawled forward on the bed and began sucking it on her hands and knees while I stood at the foot of the bed. She bobbed her head up and down and slid her tongue all around the base of my cock, savouring the taste and scent of her own juices.

"Oh, fuck," 

I stroked her hair, but she began bobbing violently on it, pressing it into the back of her throat and making gagging noises. In the mirror on her vanity I watched the profile of my mother on all fours, her ass sticking out sharply, sucking my dick as a small droplet dangled from her freshly fucked pussy, swinging back and forth but refusing to break. Spit dripped off my balls and off her lips and finally she swallowed my dick and buried her face against my stomach. She began to swallow repeatedly, milking my dick with her throat.

When she came up for air I pushed her back onto the bed and sunk my dick into her hot cunt once more. I fucked her in the missionary position with her legs spread wide and came again deep inside her.

I took a shower and rejoined the girls on the couch. Alison turned it to Showcase, which was playing some show about an old woman who had a psychic power she used to possess young women at night and then seduce men. The show was basically soft porn and we watched this for about forty minutes before Alison abruptly announced that her and Megan were going to bed. In the scene that had just ended one of the witch's hapless victims was sprawled out on her bed in a white negligee in a room covered with flowing drapes, masturbating in front of an ornate mirror; though the camera work was shy and elusive and my semi-hardon was then met by a Leon's commercial. 

Alison and Megan went quickly up the stairs and I flipped around the channels for a while and then went to bed myself, I hadn't heard mom take a shower, but her light was off and I supposed she had just gone to sleep after I left her.

I woke up in the middle of the night to a now familiar feeling: someone was under my covers, sucking my dick. The question was who? Mom had only ever woken me by slipping under the covers right next to me, and this blowjob wasn't quite like Alison; and I soon lost all doubt as to who it was. Alison had probably dared her to do it, and maybe even told her that I wouldn't wake up. 

The mouth was small and inexperienced, she couldn't take my cock very far and tended to pull it out and lick it often. I lay still and continued to breathe as though I were sleeping, and soon I felt my balls rising and a tingling sensation in my cock as the wet tongue moved over the head of my dick, pushing me unsteadily towards an evasive orgasm. She was licking the underside and jerking it up and down with only a couple fingers and her thumb just under the head when I started to cum. I shot a thick rope across her face which seemed to startle her, and then another before she could wrap her lips around my dick and then shot three more wads as she sucked on it and swallowed. I caught my breath and tossed the covers off and there was Megan, blushing with two streaks of cum across her face and a guilty, mischievous smile on her lips.

She laughed, "You're not mad are you?"

"Ha, do I look mad?"

She lay down on her side, resting her head on my pelvis; my wilting cock right in front of her face, I could feel her breath on my balls and the wet area around them. 

"Mmm," Megan swallowed again, "It tastes as good as I remember."

I lay flat with one hand under my head and Megan lying prostrate along my legs, "What does that mean?" I asked quietly in the dark.

She giggled, "Last time I slept over your sister woke me up at like two in the morning and told me to start eating her pussy. So I did, and there was all this cum inside it, but she was sitting on my face so I couldn't ask her who's it was, she just kept telling me to suck it out, and she started humping me and grinding her pussy in my face and she was like, 'yeah, eat my brother's cum bitch, you love him so much, I brought you something I knew you'd like."

I was kind of surprised to hear Megan talk like this but the image of my sister face fucking her was turning me on again.

"Then she put on her strap-on dildo and fucked me for an hour straight," she laughed, "I came so many times I lost count."

My dick was rising in front of Megan's face at this point, "I'd like to see that sometime."

"Not tonight though," she said; there was a pleading tone in her voice, "I want it to be just you and me tonight; Alison's alright with it, as long as you don't fuck me -because my pussy belongs to her." 

She said this last part very seriously, then began tentatively licking and sucking my dick. After a moment she pulled it out of her mouth and said, "But I know something else we can do..."

She sat up and wiped some of the cum from her face and hair, and then started giving me a wet, slippery handjob, spitting on my dick repeatedly. After a minute or so she turned around and pulled her panties away from her ass and, sitting down with her back to me she grabbed my dick and pushed it up into her asscrack. She then let her panties go and in the pale light the head of my dick bulged under the satin, just below the rear waistline. She began to move her hips, sliding my cock between her fat ass cheeks with a wet gooey sound, feeling the shaft of my dick sliding back and forth over her puckered asshole. I pushed up, enjoying the soft resistance of her panties, and put both hands on her ass, guiding her up and down. I pressed her cheeks together and fucked her asscrack.

"God Megan, when I was putting that sunscreen on you today, this is what I really wanted to do."

"Mmm, my pussy got so wet feeling your hard dick against me," She paused, "Is mine as nice as your mother's?"

I thought about this one; what she knew or didn't know, or pretended to know, or could be convinced she was unsure of...

"What, when I was doing her back?"

She laughed, "If that's what you want to call it... Mmph."

She kept riding my dick at the same pace, making a wet slipping noise. After a moment I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to lay face down on the bed, "Wow!.." she giggled with my dick still in between her wet butt cheeks. Now kneeling on top of her I slid my dick back until I felt the head touching her tight little asshole. "And just what are you implying by that?"

"Do you think my tits are nice?" she asked, "I used to think they were big, but your mom's are huge."

I pushed against her asshole and felt it part slowly, taking my dick. The little smartass kept giggling and I put one arm across her back and set all my weight on her, this only made her laugh harder –if more labouredly. I stopped with my dick buried just an inch or two up her ass, hesitating.

"Motherfucker," she hissed.

"What did you say?"

"You fuck her don't you? You fuck your sister."

I pushed my cock past the halfway point in one motion, pressing her face further into the mattress, then fucking her in short strokes.

"Who told you that?" 

"You just did," 

Her laugh cut short as I pushed my cock down her ass until my balls pressed against her satin covered pussy. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as I pressed her shoulders down, but everything I did to this girl only seemed to amuse her. "O-o-o-h, hoho ho ha ha ha haa!"

I pulled my dick back and almost out of her ass, then slowly began pumping down into her, making slapping noises from her damp ass cheeks against my pelvis. 

"You ever fuck your mom like this?" She asked, "I bet she likes it in the ass... Is she an anal whore?"

I couldn't believe the language coming out of this sweet and seemingly innocent girl, who'd always been so soft spoken and polite, especially around my mother. The mattress shook as I fucked her ass faster. "Yeah," I said, "But her ass is way tighter, your daddy stretch this out for me?"

She laughed, "I've never taken it up the ass before. You're my first."

"And how do you like it?"

"Uhn, I love it." She said frankly, "You're dick is so big."

I pushed her face into the mattress and slid my cock up her ass in long strokes, shaking the bed loudly, over and over amid her muffled laughter and squeals of delight. I just shook my head and continued pounding her, looking down at her smooth back and the line of her spine, running along it like a snake as she began curving her ass upwards to meet my strokes. Her ass was actually really tight and I fucked her with the same downward stroke that would make my mother cum quickly and soon her muffled screams denoted an orgasm, though I was fucking her so hard already I wouldn't have even noticed otherwise. I pulled out and stepped back off the bed, "No!" She swiped an arm back and then rolled over, writhing in the tangled sheets, rubbing her pussy and squeezing one of her big tits as she started to laugh again, "Ohh you're a bad boy," 

Truthfully, this other side of her was really turning me on, especially when she came forward, kneeled in front of me and began sucking my dick, taking it out of her mouth just long enough to say, "You taste like ass!" before plunging it back in. Having just came I still had a ways to go, and wanted her to rub my balls, but rather than say so I just grabbed her head and pressed my balls flat against her face. My dick bobbed on her forehead as I rubbed her face up and down and side to side. The bitch was loving it. Her face was wet and contorting as I rubbed my dick and balls over it back and forth, then I pushed her down onto the carpet on her hands and knees with her fat ass pointing up at me, her asshole opened just slightly and I stuck my dick back down it, fucking her hard.

"Ugh! Yeah motherfucker! Give it to me!"

As I buttfucked her , I began slapping her sweaty ass cheeks, which of course she loved. She was sliding forward in jerky movements with her hands, knees and face pressed against the carpet until I busted a nut balls-deep in her ass and stood up. She lay in a heap on the floor and I crawled onto my bed and pulled at the mess of sheets until I was partly covered and closed my eyes, still panting. The room was lit only by the numbers on my alarm clock and a pervasive silence hung now in the air. 

"Woo!," Megan was breathing heavily, "Oh shit... that was unbelievable!"

I was exhausted after a day in the sun and... various activities, and passed out while she was still on the floor, not expecting to find her still there when I woke up the next morning.

It was eight o'clock. I sat up and looked down at the naked girl sleeping at the foot of my bed. I just shook my head and tried in vain to fight off the smile that crept onto my lips. I got dressed and straightened my outfit as I stepped up to her, laying in a heap, bare ass naked, hair still stuck to her moist skin. I nudged her with my foot. Nothing. I nudged her again. She stirred and looked up at me, squinting. 

"You better get back in Alison's room before my mom gets up."

"Yeah," she replied quietly.

She then sat up and added cheerfully, "Do you want to fuck me again first?"

Ignoring her question I asked, "You're not going to tell anyone about this are you?"

"About you and me?"

"About anything that happened or that you think may happen in this house..."

"Well who's asking?" She smiled, "My boyfriend?"

I thought for a second; the word had a bounciness to it; there was something in her tone evocative of girls' magazines like Seventeen; though I knew more now than to lump her in so easily with the naïve character of those awful publications... The guys at school may have a lot of fun with this, I thought, but I knew she had me cornered...

"That's right," I said holding out my hand and pulling her up.

She got on her toes and kissed me. She lingered for a second then pulled away with a blushing smile, "I'll go see if it's okay with Alison!"

She turned and hurried out the door and I heard mumbled voices in the next room.

At breakfast no one asked Megan how she'd managed to get a carpet burn on her face, but Alison smiled at me knowingly. Mom didn't say much.



Mom's New Recipe Ch. 04



Well, here's Chapter 4, I'm glad people have been enjoying these stories.

Let me know what you think...

CH04

As I'd expected, Megan made a big deal out of being my girlfriend and soon all my friends knew. She would come and sit with us at lunch, or pester me in the halls when I'd be in the middle of a conversation. I don't know what people thought of our relationship as I'd often tell her to fuck off when she did this only to have her come back a little while later, asking me stupid questions and begging for attention. Luckily she did have Alison; the two were always together and Alison would rein her in whenever I gave her a look asking her to do so. Meanwhile Megan's friends would always watch me in the hallways and giggle to each other as I passed or smile at me knowingly, though I didn't know what that meant.

Megan's parents had always liked me and never batted an eye at me staying over at their house and fucking their daughter. One such Friday night Mrs. Michaels had made a Turkey dinner to celebrate my coming in first at the regional swim meet and, in the course of conversation Mr. Michaels mentioned, "I'm going to be building a deck in the backyard this weekend Nick, I was wondering if you'd be willing to give me a hand?"

"Sure,"

"I'll give you a hundred dollars for your time and if you've got a friend who could use the money I'll give him the same. It'll probably only take a few hours if there's three of us."

"Yeah, I think I know a guy who'd be up for it."

After dinner I called my friend Liam and mentioned the offer. Liam was a big guy who played hockey and would likely be pretty useful. He was happy with the offer and agreed to come by at 10AM Sunday.

That night Mr. and Mrs. Michaels went to bed early, leaving Megan and I half a bottle of wine. As she walked up the stares Mrs. Michaels turned and said suggestively, "Now don't stay up all night you two."

"We won't mom."

"Goodnight Mrs. Michaels."

Megan curled up beside me on the couch and we sat drinking the wine, listening to some album of her parents,' and soon were making out. Through her cotton t-shirt her skin felt warm and enticing and we ended up going to her room almost immediately, throwing back the last of the rich-tasting red wine before doing so. 

Megan's room was still much as it had been when she was younger; with frilly curtains, and pictures of horses everywhere, horses running, horses jumping, horses in wide fields and green paddocks, their shining coats emphasizing the contours of their muscles and limbs. The juvenile decorations however belied the sex-kitten that Megan had become, and though I often disliked her personally she had no problems with me taking any frustrations out on her in the bedroom. That night I bent her over her white lace comforter and reamed her ass, pressing her face into the pillows and stuffed animals she had on it. Megan loved it rough and if I wasn't fucking her hard enough she reach back and hit me or scratch me until I grabbed her arms and pinned her to the mattress, fucking her like a cheap slut while her parents slept soundly in the next room.

I woke up with the stale taste of wine in my mouth and found that my morning wood was wedged in the crack of Megan's ass. Of course, one thing led to another and soon I was on top of her slowly fucking her ass in the morning light. We didn't make any noise though as we could hear her parents moving around both upstairs and down. I slid slowly in and out, pressing my hips into the soft cushion of her ass, burying my dick smoothly between them. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Megan and I froze and without hesitation the doorknob turned, "No don't come in!" Megan called, but it was too late.

Mrs. Michaels walked in wearing a kimono-style robe and looked at me lying flat on top of her daughter with only a sheet wrapped over us; my dick was throbbing in Megan's tight ass. "Oh, sorry guys," she said, "I just wanted to know how you want your eggs?"

"Mo-om!"

"What? I know what you're doing in here, you should be happy I don't get upset."

She smiled, and her light red hair hung loosely past her shoulders, her face was freckled, and with the loose-fitting robe I could see a patch of them across her chest. She had a trim figure as well as high cheekbones and a proud face and standing in Megan's doorway she looked quite attractive really. I don't know how Mr. Michaels had gotten her to marry him.

I rolled off of her daughter and let Megan turn onto her side. "Why didn't you ask through the door? Or wait for me to answer?"

"Alright do you want eggs or not? Nick?" Her eyes were on my cock, bulging under the thin sheet, "what are you having?"

"Uhh, I'll have sunny side up I guess."

"Okay, Megan?"

Megan looked at the clock on her dresser, "Oh, I don't have time, I've got rugby practice in a half-hour."

I shifted under the sheet trying to downplay the outline of my cock, but ended up making it worse, "Well you've got to eat something, especially if you've got a practice." Mrs. Michaels replied, her eyes drifting back to my cock.

"No, I don't," Megan added in an irritated tone, warning her mother not to pursue this argument.

"It's not healthy, even if you do lose some weight by not eating."

"Mo-om."

"Oh come on, Nick; do you think she's fat?"

"What Megan?" I laughed, rubbing her tummy as she swatted at my hand, "Yes."

"Nick!"

"I'm just kidding Megan," I laughed.

Megan began to pout, then turned to her mom, "Okay are you done? Could you get out of here?"

Mrs. Michaels paused, looking at me, "Alright well Nick, your breakfast will be ready in say ten minutes. Is that going to be enough for you two to finish up in here?"

I laughed at the question and circumstance, "Uhh, yeah, thanks Mrs. Michaels."

"Well at least someone appreciates how cool I'm trying to be here."

"Yeah well, are you done being cool mom?" Megan asked pointedly.

"I'm going, I'm going," she looked at me as if to say, "teenagers..." and left the room. 

"God, I'm sorry Nick,"

"No don't worry about it," I said, climbing back on top of her.

She pushed me off and started grabbing up her clothes, "Yeah, I'm gonna fuck you after you called me fat..."

I thought of arguing with her or even taking her by force -which I knew she'd like- but just to spite her I let her get dressed and leave instead. I went and took a shower and then came down to the kitchen, where Mrs. Michaels had managed to get Megan to eat some toast after all and I sat down at the table as Megan was putting on her shoes. The door slammed as I cut into the first egg, slicing the yellow orb of the yoke and watching it spill gradually over the white surface; dripping slowly onto the plate as I stuck a loose piece and brought it to my mouth. Mrs. Michaels walked back into the room, her shoes clacking on the ceramic tiles as she came and sat down across from me.

"Well..."

I smiled. 

"So... I hear you're doing really well in school this year."

"Yeah, I've been doing okay."

"Just plugin' away..."

"Yeah," I replied good-humouredly.

There was a brief silence, "Well sorry for barging in on you two."

"Oh, don't worry about it, I thought you were very cool about the whole thing. I'm glad you're not mad."

She laughed, "Well when I was your age my parents caught me with a boy once and they went nuts; they pushed him out the door with almost no clothes on and they yelled at me made a real big deal about the whole thing; meanwhile I really cared about that boy." 

I nodded, chewing as she continued, "I know that Megan really likes you –though she'd probably get mad at me for saying so- but I trust you with her, and besides, youth is a time to enjoy yourself, you're in your prime and there's no reason to live like a monk when you're sexual drive is at it's peak... I mean, it seems unfair for me to treat sex like a crime when I know there's nothing any healthy teenager wants more, and it can really be a very positive experience."

"Yeah, I don't know why there's so much guilt surrounding sex –like in school and everything."

"Oh I know, trust me, when I was young my parents were very strict, but it doesn't really stop there for a woman," She lowered her tone and began to speak very personally with me, "You know, I've always had a strong sex-drive, but for a woman to acknowledge this even like I'm doing right now, is frown upon, let alone to state what she really wants, you know? It's like I'm just supposed to wait for it to come to me, whether it will or not."

I nodded and folded a piece of egg together, mopping up some of the yoke on the plate, "I mean a boy reaches sexual maturity around your age, but he's surrounded by girls who don't know how to really enjoy sex, or how to give pleasure very well either –plus they think they're just going to look better and better with every passing day, and don't really savour youth, or just take advantage of what life is giving them."

"Wow, you should come speak at our school Mrs. Michaels," I replied, "I think you're really on to something."

She laughed, "Yes but even if they let me I'd be made to feel guilty for stating these opinions, that's why it takes women so long to learn the virtues of sex and the art of being sensual." She paused, "Because I feel I've reached my sexual peak now and look what I have to deal with, I didn't marry my husband for his skills in the bedroom, and now he's gradually losing interest in sex altogether, and here I am masturbating, alone, when I should be able to enjoy sharing myself with a real, appreciative, man."

I stuffed a forkful of eggs into my mouth to avoid answering, but nodded sincerely. "And so I finally understand now what it's like to be a young man, frustrated, unsatisfied... unappreciated. And it all seems such a waste."

"Well I wouldn't worry too much about your daughter, she seems unafraid of letting herself go... If you don't mind me saying."

"No, no. Not at all. But I doubt she knows how to really give of herself, how to really bring pleasure to someone else; she can be very selfish, and I have a feeling from what I saw this morning that her enjoyment of sex is probably because of what you're bringing to the table..."

I hesitated, uncertain what she was implying. "I don't know if you realize it Nick but you have a very big dick." She stated with a smile, "I could see it outlined in the sheets this morning; I'm sorry if I stared but as I've said, I've only now come to appreciate these things and... I'd appreciate it even more if you'd give me a better look..."

I swallowed the sweet tasting mouthful of eggs and stared into her eyes, fixed on mine, her anticipation was apparent and yet her expression was like that of a tiger drawing in, certain of it's prey. 'And why not?' I thought examining the smile on her lips; the gleam in her eye. 

As I stood her eyes fell to the front of my pants. I pulled my belt open and stopped, looking down at her fixed expression. After a moment she reached up and began opening my pants, then grasping the sides with her thumbs, she pulled them down with forceful movements back and forth, her long nails scratching my sides lightly. My dick hung out in front of her, growing quickly erect, and pointing up towards her face, which bore a hungry expression.

As it became fully erect she watched it, until it began to bob in her face to the beating of my heart. Her voice escaped as she exhaled unevenly and her breath blew over the sensitive skin of my cock. Suddenly she moved forward devouring it, taking deep breaths through her nose and twisting her head from side to side as she moved up and down over my dick. She was salivating over it and her mouth was like a pool of hot liquid flowing viscously over my cock again and again as she drew it around with her soft and agile tongue.

I set my hand down on the table as my head swam momentarily and Mrs. Michaels sucked my dick with an expression that suggested she enjoyed it even more than I did. I reached down to her shoulders and the silk robe she wore, which I pushed to the sides and over her soft shoulders. She pulled back from my dick breathing heavily with several strings of spit hanging between my cock and her glistening lips. She pushed the robe back over her shoulders and onto the chair behind her. With her mouth hanging open she rubbed her large breasts and looked up at me with a wanton expression, leaving the strings of spit between us and pursing her lips around clenched teeth before wrapping them back around my cock and sucking it passionately.

After several minutes of standing there, getting my dick sucked, I took a step back from her, but she simply followed me as though her mouth were stuck to my cock with a magnet and as I took another step back she slipped out of her chair and onto her knees. As I continued backing up into the living room she followed me and was soon on all fours, stretching her head upwards and sucking wetly on my cock until I took one long step back and it slipped from her mouth. I backed up further and she kept coming at me on all fours, lowering her face now and looking up at me. I sat down on the couch with my legs apart and watched her approach; the light patterns of freckles across her shoulders and chest and her face gave her even more the appearance of a stalking cat as her shoulder blades moved back and forth and her spine swayed smoothly from side to side, framed beneath by the smooth round cheeks of her ass.

She reached the couch and crawled up on top of me, spreading her legs around mine and wrapping her arms around each of my shoulders, bringing her smiling face up to mine, but drawing back as I went to kiss her wet lips. She surged forward and back in my lap, bringing her breasts to my face only to pull them back again, twisting her hips but leaving my cock untouched as it lay against me. I grabbed her lower back and pulled her up towards me, pressing her breasts into my face I began to suck and lick them as she threw her head back and writhed against me. Then I grabbed the soft cheeks of her ass and pressed her down into my lap, my cock lay lengthwise against her wet pussy and she began to slide it up and down along the length of it, making it hard as a rock before she pulled back and skillfully pushed it up into her without either of us having to hold or position it.

We were panting in each other's faces as her hot glove pressed down onto my cock, enveloping it in the smooth sweet sensation of fucking a hot, eager woman. Like being in the one place you know you're supposed to be, I looked at her rapt expression and thought of nothing but the sensations we were experiencing as she twisted her hips from side to side and rode my pole like it was all the world to her and everything in it.

She came quickly, within only a minute or two, and held nothing back as she rode me hard, grunting and cursing; her clenched eyes rolled back and she squeezed the hair on my head and dug her nails into my chest, the pain accenting the overall sensation as her sweaty body collapsed against mine, still slowly humping my cock. She breathed hotly on my neck and began to lick it and kiss it and soon she was sucking firmly on it as she began riding my dick in earnest once more.

She twisted my dick inside her, pressing it firmly against the walls of her vagina as my hands roved wantonly over the slick contours of her moist skin. I held her ass with one hand, squeezed her chest against mine with the other, and began pumping hot cum up into her insatiable pussy. She came again as I did so and bit my shoulder as she dragged her nails over my back and I pumped up into her hard, shaking her entire frame and interrupting repeatedly the long ongoing moan she released. 

I then pressed her back onto the couch with one hand flat against her chest until she lay lengthwise next to me; her legs spread wide. I moved over her and held myself up so that there was no contact between us until the head of my wet dick lightly touched her thigh. I moved it to the side and pushed it up her cunt slowly, sliding in just to the point where our legs would touch before drawing back again and again, so that the only point of contact between us was my dick in Mrs. Michaels' wet pussy, sliding smoothly in and out, tingling like electricity in her hot cunt. She didn't put her arms around me or touch me at all, but rather turned her head from side to side and moaned as she moved her arms haltingly about, "Oh, yes. Just like that, fuck me just like that."

Suddenly the front door opened and Mr. Michaels stepped in. He looked down and slipped his shoes off before his eyes met mine and he froze. He looked shocked and unfortunately had a view right between our naked bodies to the cock firmly lodged in his wife's pussy. His mouth opened but he didn't say anything. 

Jean looked up, "Paul, what are you doing home already?"

"...The Hardware store was closed,"

"Well why didn't you call or something?"

He looked dismayed but surprisingly calm as I got off his wife and stood naked in their living room, my semi-hard cock glistening with her wetness. I turned and walked quickly into the kitchen, grabbing my pants and putting them on as the two of them spoke hurriedly. I came back into the living room and looked hesitantly at Mr. Michaels, "Nick, could you maybe leave now honey," Mrs. Michaels said to me.

"Yeah, um... Sorry about this."

"It's not your fault Nick," she replied.

I stepped out the door forgetting my shoes but, not wanting to go back in for them I walked home in my socks. It was bright and warm out but I felt uneasy and apprehensive and stepped in the front door wondering what consequences would come of this.

Megan called me that night, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

I sighed, "Yeah, I'm sorry... Did they patch things up?"

"Patch things up? Who gives a shit about that? I'm talking about us! Now you're fucking my mother too?"

I paused, having no response.

"I mean how many women do you need Nick? I thought I was putting up with a lot from you already, but this?"

"Megan," I said flatly, feeling a quickly growing disinterest in her, "What do you want from me? You fucking blackmail me into dating you and then complain about it."

"Well maybe I'll just tell everyone that you fuck your little sister, that you FUCK your fucking mother!"

"And what'll that get you? My whole family will hate you, Alison and I will never speak to you again, what are you gonna hang out with the fucking kids in the marching band or the ugly dykes and lesbians on your rugby team?"

"I don't need you guys!"

"Then do it." I said firmly.

There was silence on the line, then I asked, "So is your dad still there?"

"Of course he's still here," she said, her voice sounding strained, "My mom told him to stay, so he did."

"What did she say?"

"She told him it was his fault because he never fucks her, and he should just be glad that she hasn't left him already."

"What did he say?"

"He cried, of course, and she called him a wimp."

I thought for a moment and she continued, "And he agreed with her because he is a fucking wimp, and then they went upstairs together and now everything's fine; they still want you to help with the deck tomorrow."

I couldn't believe how well he'd taken it, "Really? Let me talk to your mother."

"No way, pig. "

I hung up the receiver and thought for a moment, lying on my side, staring ahead vacantly. Alison wrapped an arm slowly around my chest, "Are you worried she's going to tell people about us?" Her voice was quiet and comforting; soft curls of her hair tickled my back as they slid downward.

"No... I know she won't... I'm more worried about Mr. and Mrs. Michaels, I still have to see them tomorrow. I don't know what I'm going to say."




Mom's New Recipe Ch. 04



Mom turned over and kissed me lightly, her large naked breasts pressed against me, just below Alison's arm. "Don't worry about it honey, Jean's always worn the pants in their house. She's been complaining about him ignoring her for years, but he seems to care more about his World War One collection than he does about her." She paused, "and let that be a lesson to you; the day you buy a Kaiser helmet or some Nazi leaflet you'll know you've crossed a line."

Alison interrupted, "Mom, the Nazi's were World War Two..."

Mom rolled her eyes, making a face that said, "yeah, yeah yeah,"

"Fine, World War Two. But anyway, Paul never did have much –down there to begin with, and it doesn't always work like its supposed to anymore. Frankly he's lucky to have her –and he knows it.

"Still, I feel guilty about it."

"Don't baby; knowing Jean this was bound to happen with someone." She paused, "And I know what she's like when she wants something... I even thought of sharing you with her myself; we used to be in love -but it still would have been odd, and plus I didn't want to."

"How in love? Like when did you stop you know –seeing each other."

"Well," she smiled, "we didn't want to live like outcasts you know -and never have families or anything; and we both still loved men; the feel of a man," she said, sliding her hand along my arm, slowly moving downwards under the sheets, "The feeling of a man inside you..." Her voice lowered, "The taste of a hard cock..."

She lifted the sheets and slid downwards beneath them. I turned onto my back with Alison's small frame leaning against me and we kissed as mom began to suck my dick.

"Well thanks for not staying a lesbian mom," I said.

Alison laughed, "Yeah, thanks mom."

There was no reply except her mouth sliding up and down my hard shaft. I pressed my head back into the pillow and Alison latched onto my open mouth, sliding one soft leg across my abdomen, just above mom's bobbing head; her skin was so smooth.

BRRRING-NG-NG... I looked over at the phone on the nightstand, BRRRING-NG-NG.

"Ugh,"

"It's Megan," Alison assured me.

BRRRING-NG-NG...

"You might as well pick it up," she said, propping herself against the headboard, "She'll let it ring alll night if she has to."

I groaned and picked it up, "Hello?"

"Nick?" She had been crying.

"Yes?"

"You're not mad at me are you?"

"No Megan, I'm not mad."

"You sound mad."

"No. I just wish you wouldn't threaten us like that; Alison too."

"I know. I love you guys." She paused and there was the distant sound of her wiping her nose, "But you don't love me do you?"

A shudder ran through me as mom's wet blowjob began to pick up, "Megan, you're Alison's girlfriend, me and you, that's more for show, but I like you, I always have. I'm sorry I slept with your mom, she was... pretty pent-up, I doubt I could have stopped her."

"But you didn't try to..."

"Let me talk to her," Alison whispered, taking the receiver, "Megan, hey. Yeah I heard... Well look I'm sorry; he's an asshole... Yeah... He just follows his dick... Yeah... Yeah..." She looked at me, "Well he's a walking hard-on, your mom must have noticed that."

The voice in the receiver quickened and in the quiet of the bedroom I could hear Megan telling her about her mom barging in on us 'with her pussy hanging out.' I laughed quietly at this and Alison smiled at my reaction but quickly regained her composure, "Yeah I would have been too, I can't believe she did that."

I remembered then the conversation I'd had with Mrs. Michaels but it was very difficult to weigh circumstances at the time as I twisted slightly, pulling back as mom swallowed my whole cock and began bobbing on it in fast tiny strokes. My dick was all the way down her throat and sliding in small movements up and down. The texture was surprisingly rigid and I cringed repeatedly at the intensity of the sensations this created as her lips made wet sputtering sounds and her tongue slid out and pressed into my ball sack. The wet sensation was incredible and I tossed the sheets over onto mom's back so I could watch her face as she choked herself on my cock, sliding lewdly up and down now in long movements, a thick sheen of spit covering my dick and the area around her cheeks and lips.

"I'm sorry -what?" Alison had been speaking affectionately with Megan during this time, "Yeah, I know... Mm hm... Well look, I've got to go, but I'm gonna make this up to you okay, I promise."

Through the receiver I heard Megan tell Alison she loved her, Alison lowered her voice and said sincerely, "I love you Megan. -Believe me, when I get a hold of you you'll forget all about this stuff... Mm hm... Mm hm..."

The 'mm hm's went on as mom began to focus on the head of my cock, sliding her lips over it repeatedly, or holding my dick between her teeth and beating her tongue over it back and forth as the phone cord lay across my chest, moving and shaking intermittently.

Through the receiver I heard Megan ask to speak to me again, "Um, he can't come to the phone right now."

"Why not?" I could hear the irony in her tone.

"Why do you think?" She laughed, "...Uhhh, yeah... yeah, our mom is sucking his dick as we speak... Yeah, well you know -it is pretty good" she laughed, "...Alright, yeah, I'll call you tomorrow... Yeah, while he's slaving away on your new deck we'll have some fun of our own... Alright, okay... okay... bye... I love you too... bye."

She handed me the phone and I hung it up for her. I turned back to her with a smile and she swatted me on the shoulder, "That's from Megan."

"Well I guess I'm getting off easy."

Alison smiled, looking down at mom, who flexed her shoulders and arms as her face bobbed up and down on my dick, "Is that supposed to be a pun?"

"Ha, yeah, I'm almost there..."

"Mom, stop for a second,"

Mom lifted her head up, wiping a hand across her mouth, "What?"

Quickly Alison slid her left leg over me, straddling my waist. She reached down and grabbed my cock and pressed it against her tight entrance.

"Hey..." 

I looked down over Alison's shoulder, "Sorry mom,"

Alison pressed her tight pussy down onto me saying over her shoulder, "I want him to cum and then fuck me."

I was very close already and Alison's tight little pussy easily put me over the top; before I was halfway in my orgasm struck me and I started shooting thick wads of hot cum inside of her as she sank slowly down. The walls of her vagina spread around the head of my dick as it shot hot bursts of cum. As she pressed steadily down I felt the increased pressure in my balls and with each shot I had to push harder to force the semen up into her. Clenching every muscle in my body I squeezed Alison against my chest and pushed upward past the opening of her womb and shot one giant glob of cum into it, followed by two smaller ones as the pressure faded and I let go of her, realizing then how hard I'd held her against me.

"Okay you ready?" she asked, looking down at me as I tried to catch my breath, "Cause we're just getting started."

She leaned forward and pulled her cunt slowly off my dick until it was nearly out before she pushed back down onto it, fucking me steadily. Her tight cunt seemed to suck my dick as she pulled away and the load of cum inside her kept it moving very smoothly. I felt a hand begin kneading my balls roughly and looked down to see that mom had her face buried in Alison's asscheeks and was following her movements, quietly giving her a rimjob as she rode my dick. 

After a while Alison began pushing my cock up into her womb again, fucking steadily in and out of its tight hole. Alison seemed glad that I wouldn't cum again for a while and drove a steady pace in and out of her deepest entrance, building up a strong orgasm which she seemed reluctant to begin. Her eyebrows raised and her closed eyes rolled upwards as she seemed to be ignoring the sensations she was experiencing until gradually her forehead wrinkled further and further until she pressed down against me and grunted into the pillow; her small tits pressed between us and her smooth skin rubbed back and forth over mine as she humped me furiously; her pussy undulated over my dick, clenching it, then releasing, clenching it –clenching it tighter still, and then releasing. Mom sat back on the foot of the bed and watched Alison's smooth little butt bounce up and down on my cock as a trail of cum ran slowly down my balls.

Alison fucked me in long strokes and seemed to be having multiple orgasms as she just kept moaning and grunting and fucking me like an animal. Finally she forced her weight back and pulled herself off my gleaming cock. Mom caught her as she fell back, rubbing her pussy; her legs jackknifing in and out.

Soon she relaxed and laughed nervously, "Oh – my – god."

Mom laughed, "Oh my god is right –are you okay honey?"

"Oooh, ooh," she swallowed, "Never better..."

"Well good, then you won't mind me finishing him off."

As mom straddled me Alison panted, "He's all yours."

She crawled over shakily and lay down next to me as mom rubbed her hand up and down my cum-soaked dick, and then wiped it along the crack of her ass. She then wiped up the cum on my balls and did the same; mounting my dick and pressing it against her asshole. It slid in about halfway and then she stopped. She pulled it out and got on all fours saying, "Alison, could you spit into my ass honey?"

Alison laughed at the question, "No problem! You need anything else?"

We all chuckled as Alison held mom's butt cheeks apart and spit down into her ass. Striking it hard, the wad of spit hit the crack of mom's ass and slowly ran down to her open asshole; some of it dripped in, pulling the rest in after it. Alison took a moment to draw up more saliva and then pushed it out with a bubbling sound. The spit stuck to her lips and it took a while before it made its way down to mom's ass on a silver string.

Mom set her head down on the bed as Alison began fingering her asshole and spat once more before pulling back and coming to lie down next to me as mom, facing away from us, slid her ass down onto my cock. My dick slid smoothly inside her now and mom moved her hips up and down quickly, pressing my dick up her ass at the angle she seems to prefer whenever she's in control. I held her hips as she moved up and down, her slick asshole clutched my dick and slid over it like wet silk as Alison pulled the covers over herself and curled up beside me, kissing my neck slowly and gently with her eyes shut. Mom was breathing harder now and had her hands on her knees. She fucked me up and down like that until Alison had stopped kissing my neck and seemed to doze off. Mom was using long stroked now and at one point she pulled out too far and my dick slid up past her ass hole and across her tailbone, swinging quickly down against me as mom sat on it lengthwise, "Whoops,"

She turned around and looked down at Alison, who was breathing slowly with one arm across my chest, her head resting on my shoulder. Mom leaned down and kissed me quietly as she pressed my dick back up her ass, resuming her previous pace. She pulled her moist lips from mine and replaced them with a nipple, pink and soft, with a drop of sweet milk hanging from its concave tip.

I held the fat nipple in my mouth and sucked the milk slowly from it while mom rode up and down on my cock. Her wet pussy pressed against me on each down-stroke and left a wet spot on my stomach. Her pussy would stick slightly to this wet spot each time and, as the hard nub of her clit pressed down or pulled off, she would pivot her hips and slide it along the wet surface. Her large heavy tits bobbed in my face and I felt again the creeping euphoria in the back of my neck, as I became conscious of Alison's sweet breath stirring across my chest while mom slid her asshole over my dick again and again.

I finished drinking from her right breast and she turned her chest to offer me the other. As I sucked her left tit now the right moved lightly through the thick curls of Alison's hair and as we fucked it began to rub against her cheek. Mom lowered herself and held still with her left breast in my mouth and her right resting flatly against Alison's face. This way it wouldn't rub against her at least, and mom began to pivot her back and fuck me in a twisting, grinding motion while I milked her steadily and Alison remained sleeping.

The soft nipple gushed her milk into my mouth as I sucked it, and I began to flick my tongue back and forth over it, swishing in a pool of milk as I swallowed continually. "Uhhhhnnng!"

Mom was grinding my dick harder into her ass and moving faster, turning her clit from side to side up against me, "Ahhh!.. Ahhh!.. Ahhh!"

She began to cum and her asshole clenched the base of my dick tightly, as her nipple slipped suddenly out of my mouth while I still sucked it. I swallowed the milk in my mouth and put my one free hand onto her lower back, feeling it writhe against me as mom attempted to cum without waking my sister. Alison's head shifted against me and her soft lips touched my neck, still breathing slowly. I felt my cock swell inside my mom's ass as I began blowing my load inside her; mom grinded from side to side as I sprayed wads of cum up her butt. 

We slowed down then and mom pulled my dick out of her ass and lay down next to me, lying just as Alison did and, pulling the covers over herself and I, she turned off the bedside lamp.

In the darkness she whispered, "That was great Nick... I love you baby."

"I love you too mom,"

After a minute or so she asked, "What was it like fucking Jean?"

I paused, "Fucking Mrs. Michaels?.. She was something else..."

Mom laughed quietly, "Yeah I'll bet... If you want to you can fuck her again, I won't mind. She could really use the attention you know."

I thought about it for a moment and mom seemed to read my thoughts, "And don't worry about Paul, he'd never confront you. You'd just be like a pinch hitter. I've always felt sorry for Jean when she told me how much of a dud her husband was in bed... I wouldn't feel bad about baby, okay?"

"Okay mom."

We lay together in the darkness until sleep overtook me.

...I found myself walking in a lush forest filled with small animals; rabbits and lizards leaping and crawling about. I stepped outside the tree line and stood before several grassy hills as well as pools of clear water, all circular and steadily lapping as though something moved below their surface. All around this area the forest reasserted itself; a wild wet canopy of emerald and brown.

I kneeled at the edge of one of the pools and lowered my face to its surface. The water was clean and dark and my reflection formed and broke over and over in the steady movement of its waves. I touched my lips to the surface and drank from it, and with my closed eyes I could feel the patterns of the water's motion as though I were spread across its surface, moving perfectly with it.

A strange sound came to me again and again as I lay dinking, and soon I raised myself away from the water, and looked around. Far away near the forest wall I saw something move and felt drawn to it. I stood and walked towards it and as I grew nearer I saw that it was a cage and inside it a tiger strode to and fro, watching me with dark eyes. The sound had been its grumbling roar as it paced impatiently, running its sides along the bars and suddenly stopping as I drew near. It pressed its face between two of the thick iron bars and I felt compelled to approach. Suddenly it was a woman who pulled me forward and took my dick into her mouth. The sensation felt so real I squirmed and panted and suddenly kicked out, waking in bed as Alison pulled her mouth off my cock and looked up at me in the morning light. Mom was downstairs already and I looked around quickly before relaxing again.

"What were you dreaming about?"

"A forest..." I panted, "and water..."

I stared at the ceiling trying to remember the images as they faded in my mind like overexposed film, clinging to the round pools and the hills and –something...

I stepped outside into the warm light of summer and made my way to Megan's house. I'd left late so that Liam would be there before me and I wouldn't be alone with either Mr. or Mrs. Michaels. Alison and Megan were there when I arrived, but it turned out Liam was running late and so I called him on the kitchen phone with the two of them sitting at the table while Mrs. Michaels emptied the dishwasher. Mr. Michaels walked into the room and briefly we made eye contact; I nodded uncomfortably and he nodded as well, having already averted his eyes as he began helping quickly with the dishes; I turned aside asking Liam what was going on, and he said he was just about to leave his place and would be over in about twenty minutes. 

Alison didn't leave until Liam had arrived and as her and Megan went out the door I nodded to her smiling, and she smiled back with her cute, contagious smile and I could have kissed her if it weren't for all the people present. She and Megan were going to catch a Matinee and then go swimming at our house. I introduced Liam to Mr. and Mrs. Michaels and they shook hands and made small talk before Paul took us over to the coffee table and showed us the basic plans he'd drawn up and explained what materials and tools he had.

I was glad to have Liam there and soon we were laughing and cracking jokes in the heat of the July sun, listening to some classic rock station and drinking beers Mrs. Michaels would bring out from time to time. Paul joked around with us too and soon it was as though nothing had happened as we worked side by side, making fast progress. 

It got hotter as the day went on and soon we all had our shirts off and were slowing down a bit. Mrs. Michaels came out more often now with drinks and sometimes I'd see her in one of the windows watching us. In the heat of the afternoon she had changed into more comfortable clothes as well and came out to us with a few beers wearing a small red tank top and tight cut off jeans –cut off very short- which she wore with the top button opened; her tight abs and trim figure were quite apparent and I noticed Liam staring at her a couple of times –when I'd been able to pull my own eyes away.

"If you guys don't mind I'm just going to sit out here and try to get a little sun."

"Yeah sure honey," Paul said, turning immediately to Liam and I, "Alright now what I want to do with this piece here..."

Mrs. Michaels turned and walked over to a deckchair sitting under an apple tree near the center of their yard and dragged it over into the light while Paul went over the next phases of the deck. 

As we worked I stole glances constantly at Mrs. Michaels, lying out in the sun, her long silky legs were crossed together and as she perspired the sunlight shone on all the contours of her body. She sat facing us but I couldn't tell if her eyes were opened or closed through her dark sunglasses.

I noticed Liam watching her as well from time to time, but I never caught Paul even glancing in her direction unless to say something, or ask where something was.

We seemed to be running out of lumber though and after a while she called him over and said something to him and he nodded and turned to Liam and I, "It looks like I didn't buy enough planks guys, there's enough here to keep you going until I get back, I'm just going to run out to the store, alright?"

"Sure, no problem." Liam replied.

I nodded, "That's cool,"

"Oh I should probably stop by your mother's too," he said over his shoulder to Jean, "And help her with that thing."

He turned back to Liam and I, "Yeah, Jean's mom had one of her toilets stop working. You guys just do what you can until I get back, just take it easy and we'll pick things up again later."




Mom's New Recipe Ch. 04



"Sure."

"Alright," he looked at the deck, "Yeah, it's coming along nicely."

After he left Liam and I placed the remaining boards and tidied up the loose tools and materials, the deck was nearly complete. Mrs. Michaels got out of her chair and walked over to us in long strides, "Lookin' good boys,"

"Thanks,"

"Come on inside, I'll get you something to eat."

When we got inside Liam went to the washroom and I stood in the kitchen alone with Mrs. Michaels. Her skin had warmed in the sun and darkened as had mine and in the cool air-conditioned house I felt the mild tingling of sunburn on my back. 

Mrs. Michaels stepped up to me, speaking closely, "I hope you're not upset about what happened yesterday?"

"No, I'm kind of surprised how well Mr. Michaels seems to have taken it."

"Yes," she looked off to the side for a moment, "I can do whatever I want. Paul knows that."

She placed both her hands on my chest and raised her face towards mine; instinctively I placed my hands on her hips and drew her pelvis against my own. A wicked light crept into her eyes and she stood on her tip toes; as the sound of water ran through the pipes she whispered in my ear, "Why don't you go use the washroom now... and take your time..."

I couldn't resist her impish smile and kissed her lips, "What are you gonna do?"

She giggled, "It's a surprise... You like surprises don't you?"

I grinned back at her, "I have a feeling you're full of them,"

"Well I know you like me, so that must mean you like them."

I just smiled back as footsteps approached, "Alright,"

We pulled apart at the last second and I nodded at Liam as I walked past him into the hall. I took a piss and looked at myself in the mirror, checking my back I could tell it was pretty burnt, though it hadn't started to hurt yet. I stood and waited for a couple more minutes until I heard a dish fall and rattle on the kitchen floor. "That's my queue," I said quietly to my reflection, flushing the toilet and washing my hands unhurriedly.

I stepped out the door and came slowly down the hallway; I could hear panting in the kitchen and the sound of the table legs sliding discontinuously along the floor. I turned the corner and there was Mrs. Michaels with her cut-off shorts and a pair of red lace panties down around her ankles as Liam had her bent over the blue kitchen table, fucking her in short quick movements. Jean looked up at me wide eyed with a big smile. When I saw Liam's concerned expression I laughed, and he just smiled back and then grabbed Jean's shoulders and continued fucking her.

"I'm guessing you told him," I asked her.

Jean nodded as she moaned. Liam gave me a thumbs-up, "Nice going man -she's a grade 'A' MILF."

Jean's smile broadened into a toothy grin as she steadied herself against the shaking table, then stood up and turned so that Liam stopped fucking her and took a step back, "Let's go up to my bedroom boys, quickly."

She pulled her pants back up and took Liam's hand in her left, and mine in her right and pulled us behind her up the stairs. When we entered the master bedroom she turned around, pulling at my pants as Liam dropped his once more and kicked them off, standing there bare ass naked. Liam was bigger than me in every respect but one, which I was glad for as Jean held my stiff dick with one hand and began slapping it against her outstretched tongue, while moving the other up and down Liam's cock.

She then buried my dick in her face and began bobbing on it with her lips folded in over her teeth and the same look of revelry as before. I set a hand on her head and looked over at Liam, the two of us laughed at the situation and, looking down I saw Jean's mouth grinning around my cock as she bobbed on it lewdly; spit dangling off her chin. With her mouth open wide and filled with a dick her high cheekbones stood out prominently and the small wrinkles of her face were smoothed utterly away. Her eager eyes looked up at me and her face, stretched open as it was had an otherworldly, and very erotic appearance; as though she were some alien creature now in its natural state.

She pulled back and my dick fell wetly from her mouth as she turned then to Liam and began to suck his cock while sliding her hand up and down the length of mine, pushing the foreskin over the head and then pulling it back over and over. She sucked our dicks back and forth for quite a while and then stood up facing us with a predatory grin; the front of her shirt was wet with spit and a string of it still dangled from her chin. She pushed Liam towards the bed until he fell back on it and lay there with his wet dick bobbing just over his stomach; she then bent down and slowly slid her pants off, pointing her ass at me, then tossed them aside. Then she turned to face me and slid the panties down in the same slow motion as Liam raised his head and watched with wide eyes. The grin never left her face as she turned and climbed onto him and, with a sexy pivoting of her hips, pressed his dick up into her.

The two of them fucked in front of me and I climbed up onto the bed, standing next to them, offering my hard dick to Mrs. Michaels. She lunged at it and struggled to suck it and ride Liam's cock at the same time in wild disjointed movements.

Jean's eyes were fixed on mine as she bobbed on my cock with Liam holding her hips, groaning underneath her. She then dropped her weight onto him and moved her hips in circles as she swallowed my dick. Her throat seemed too tight and squeezed my cock as it slid down it, and when she swallowed the firm walls of her throat milked my cock mercilessly. She let it slide out and then forced it back down again and again, swallowing it and massaging my dick with her firm hard throat. 

Watching her grinding her pussy down on Liam and feeling her rippling throat milk my dick I felt my balls rising until I began to cum. My cock slid from her throat as Jean turned to say something to Liam just as my climax hit and I grabbed my cock and started stroking it as a white streak fell across her hair; she looked up with surprise as another thick rope shot across her face followed by four more. With her face drenched in cum she began humping Liam harder and faster as an orgasm swept through her. She started sucking my dick again with her vibrant face covered in jizz. She pulled her lips off my dick and said, "I want you to fuck me too."

"Okay,"

She waited and looked at me and I realized that she meant, while Liam was fucking her. I got behind her and pressed the head of my dick up against her asshole, "Ooh! Oh no, I meant fuck my pussy... Both of you studs."

I looked over at Liam who seemed to be enjoying himself immensely; he shrugged and so I pressed my dick against Jean's already full pussy as she held momentarily still. Slowly her wet cunt wrapped over the head of my cock and I began pushing the rest in after it, sliding my dick along Liam's and stretching Jean out like a Christmas ham. She moaned loudly over and over as I slowly slid my cock inside her and then began pumping in and out in a steady rhythm. Soon the muscles along her back relaxed and she began pushing down and up, taking over the movement as I held still and let her fuck our two dicks as she pleased. She began fucking harder and harder and when she came her pussy clenched down on Liam's cock and mine forcefully. She screamed and her head shook and Liam later told me she looked like she was giving birth as she rode our dicks screaming and cursing; her contorted face crisscrossed with dripping streaks of cum.

She continued fucking us and it wasn't long before she came again, this time she couldn't keep a steady movement and just flailed between us making loud noises.

"Come on boys, fuck me harder! Fuck me! Oh god your dicks are so big inside me! UUUGGGGHHH!!!"

I slid my arms down under hers and pulled her up against me, holding her naked body up in front of Liam with her arms out over her head as she bucked and squirmed on the two cocks inside her. Liam came then and I felt his hot cum flood her pussy. 

As he calmed down he smiled in disbelief looking up at me, then he glanced behind me and his expression turned to shock. I looked over my shoulder to see Paul standing in the room watching us with a vacant expression. I let Jean fall against Liam and she began moving between us again, fucking herself with our dicks as I tapped her on the shoulder repeatedly but got no response.

"Don't stop Nick," Mr. Michaels voice came from behind me, "It's okay, keep fucking her... I don't think she's had enough..."

Jean looked over her shoulder, said nothing and then continued riding our cocks. Liam looked at me and I shrugged and grabbed hold of her hips as they rose and fell, realizing then that Paul had probably never left the house, and that all this; the running out of wood, stooping at Jean's mothers, had all been contrived.

I felt like a pawn in some game, but with Jeans hot cunt sliding up and down on my hard cock I figured it was a pretty good game to be caught in, and so I pushed her hips down, impaling her on our dicks. Jean moaned and seemed on the verge of another orgasm, and I started fucking her in long strokes as Liam began to do the same. We worked together so that as one of us pushed up into her hot cunt the other would be pulling out, only to slide in as the other withdrew. In this manner we piston fucked her while her husband sat down in the chair at her vanity, watching. Jean threw her head from side to side and I pushed her down flat against Liam who held her tightly as she went through an ongoing orgasm, yelling and cursing as Liam's strong arms flexed around her, his hands squeezing each other white knuckled as all the muscles along Jean's sweat glazed back strained and pushed against him.

"Oh FUCK!" she yelled out, "Fuck me with those hard cocks! Fuck me! Fuck me! A-A-AAAAAHHHH!!!"

I folded both my arms across her back and set my weight down on top of her as I busted a nut deep inside her stretched open cunt, maintaining perfect sync with Liam's piston fucking rhythm.

Cum flowed down over our cocks and soon Liam came again and his dick slowly wilted and fell out Mrs. Michaels as I continued fucking her sopping pussy. I lifted her up to let him get out from beneath her and rolled her onto her back. Jean was like a sweaty rag doll at this point and her eyes bobbed languidly in her head, her eyelids lay heavily on them and her hair stuck to her cum-glazed face. She moaned quietly as I positioned her at the head of the bed and looked up at me only briefly as I resumed fucking her, holding her legs up against my chest. Her wet pussy was very loose now and made sloppy noises as I fucked into it over and over. Liam lay next to us catching his breath and over in the corner Mr. Michaels had his pants open and was masturbating with a rapt expression on his sweaty face; his penis looked like a child's and he looked sort of pitiful overall.

"Don't stop," he said breathlessly. 

I looked back at Jean who seemed to be slipping in and out of consciousness, her face was flushed and bore a dreamy expression. I pressed her legs down against her chest, pointing her pussy up so I could fuck down into it, making loud sloshing noises as my dick rubbed the walls of her stretched out cunt. She moaned intermittently and I pushed my cock down into her and felt the warm sensation of my balls slipping in after it. The wet walls of her drowning pussy pressed against my balls now as I pushed them in with each stroke and soon I buried my dick deep inside her and shot rope after rope of hot semen into the pool of her gaping cunt.

Panting I withdrew and sat down at the foot of the bed. A string of cum dangled from my cock and Mrs. Michaels may sprawled out naked, covered in sweat, her eyes lolling in her head, panting weakly as cum ran steadily out of her pussy and onto their duvet, leaving a wide puddle between her legs. 

"Ugh... Ugh!" 

Mr. Michaels groaned as he moved his hand up and down on his small dick; although he was obviously having an orgasm I didn't notice any cum anywhere on him or his hand. I bent over Jean and kissed her open mouth; sleepily she kissed back after I'd already stood up, and then I turned and went to the bathroom to clean up. Liam followed me in, ("Just to get away from [Mr. Michaels],") and we washed our dicks and shared our mutual amazement at what had just happened. When we went back into the room Mr. Michaels sat up quickly on the bed, he'd had his face buried in Mrs. Michaels' sopping wet cunt, though his expression seemed to deny this and he pushed his little dick back into his pants and zipped them up as Liam and I gathered our clothes and got dressed.

"Well guys," he said, straightening his shirt, "don't worry about the deck, I'll finish it up tomorrow."

"Alright,"

"Sure,"

He fished out his wallet and counted through a wad of twenties, giving us each a hundred dollars.

Talking about it later, Liam and I had both thought of telling him it wasn't necessary, but neither did and we simply pocketed it as Jean came around, looking over at us, a smile spreading across her lips, "Oh boys, that was heaven..."

"Thanks Mrs. M." Liam replied, "You were great too, that's ...'best sex I ever had!"

"Yeah, thanks Jean."

"Mmm..." She blinked slowly, "we'll have to do this again some time."

I looked furtively at Paul, as did Liam; he smiled, "Yeah, sure."



Mom's New Recipe



I then noticed that mom's shirt was wet at the nipples. I looked back up to her eyes, "Love you," she said and gave me a kiss on the cheek, holding back her soapy hands.

Alison was waiting at the door in her uniform. As we walked to school I asked her, "Have you noticed anything about mom lately?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know, anything?"

"Well I asked her if she went to a tanning salon or something but she said she hadn't, she looks good though."

"Oh I hadn't noticed that."

"Why what is it?"

"I don't know..." I tried to phrase it but backed out instead, "Maybe it is the tan, I just couldn't place it."

"Well I don't know, I can't see her lying about it, but I did notice it too."

As the conversation went on Alison and I just carried on like we always would, knowing social standards and such we knew without either of us saying it, that neither of us would want anyone suspecting our relationship's new... dimension, besides we were already close for a brother and sister and had a comfortable rapport. We got to the school and parted as usual, she went off with her best friend Megan, and I headed for my first period class. The day went slowly and Alison kept crossing my mind, when I passed her in the hall I briefly admired her cute freckled face as she laughed at one of Megan's -no doubt corny- jokes. She looked my way and our eyes met for just a couple seconds, but I knew she'd been thinking about me as well.

When I didn't think of Alison I thought of other girls and women and seemed, as I had been recently, utterly preoccupied with sex. I walked home alone as Alison had a practice again that day, I was feeling pretty good and was looking forward to a nice relaxing after-school wank.

Walking up the driveway I noticed one of the sunflowers had fallen over and a couple others looked crooked. The dirt around them was loose and it was obvious that the neighbour had done a pretty half-assed job. The roots were all bunched so I lifted them and carefully reset them and filled them in, then packed the dirt down a bit and got the hose from the side of the house, I lightly watered them and was satisfied that they'd be well on their way to recovery, they were my mom's favourite. As I walked back to the porch I realized that her car was in the driveway, which was strange, since she didn't normally get home until 5-5:30. I walked in the door. The house seemed empty, I took a quick look in the living room, the kitchen, etc. then headed up to my room. When I got to the door I stopped, "Oh, hey mom." I said seeing the image she had on my computer screen -Desirae in stockings, pointing her ass at the camera. 

"Hi honey" she said turning around in her chair. I didn't know what to say, there was my mother seeming totally relaxed looking at a naked woman who strongly resembled her, on my hard drive, and on top of that her shirt was wet again, obscenely so.

"Look, I uh,"

"Relax," she said, "I'm not gonna yell at you for looking at porn, it's perfectly natural."

"Oh," I looked down at her chest and the dark spots on her tight green tank top.

She followed my eyes looking down, "This is just this problem I've been having lately, come sit down. It's actually why I want to talk to you."

I came in and sat down on my bed, "I guess it's obvious, I've started lactating. It's not really a problem except when they leak like this... Normally I empty them with this pump the doctor gave me, but I haven't today so that's why they're all swollen..."

I looked again and noticed that her shirt seemed stretched to it's limit around her chest, it was pulled tight between her two massive tits making it obvious that she had no bra on. The milk stains were broad and ran downward almost to her waist. There was a musky smell in the room and my heart pumped quickly as I wondered where all this was going.

"Do you think this woman's pretty?" She asked looking at the screen.

"Uh, yes." I said, looking over her shoulder as though I weren't familiar with that particular ...excellent... shot.

"You know honey," She said as she came and sat next to me on the bed, crossing her legs towards me, "This pump that I have to use is a real nuisance... it keeps breaking and it doesn't do a very good job, you know?"

She was looking straight into my eyes, her face was flushed, I knew what she was communicating but had trouble trusting or believing it. With her eyes on mine I looked down at her swollen tits as they leaked onto her shirt. I could smell her subtle perfume, and brought my eyes back to hers, still locked on mine.

"So... I was hoping that rather than use this uncomfortable pump... If you could maybe ...suck out my milk?"

I didn't move, I looked into her pleading face and knew I wanted it. I still hesitated for a long moment though "...okay."

She smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek, "I need you to do it right now though, they're really full." she shifted back to the head of the bed and pulled her shirt off. Her big breasts were perfect, so round and full, like two plump torpedoes, her soft pink areoles were wide and her large nipples each had an indentation in the center and a steadily growing drop forming on them. "Come here baby," she said with her arms out.

I came forward on all fours and she guided my head down to her left breast. I sucked the wet nipple into my mouth and was immediately rewarded with a gush of warm milk. As my mother inhaled sharply and seemed to hold her breath I suckled at her swollen tits drinking deep from the fountain of life. I was already very aroused by this point, but as I drank my mother's breast milk I began to feel light-headed, my skin was tingling, my senses seemed heightened as I became very aware of my own clothing against my skin, and the smooth wet nipple in my mouth. I was surprised at how much milk she had, it was much thicker than I expected and had a strange musky taste to it that made it quite different from ordinary milk. Suddenly I recognized it, "Is this part of your new recipe?"

Her voice seemed laboured, she was out of breath and obviously aroused by what was going on, "Yes... I should tell you this has happened before... Before I met your father... when I'd been single for a while this started happening to me... Your father loved to drink my milk, and it had an... effect on him." 

I kept sucking on my mother's breast, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her milk. My cock was straining against my pants like a lead pipe, my mother's voice seemed vague and distant as my head swam with a euphoric rush.

"I've wanted you to do this for a while now. I thought I could bring you to me by giving you some in your food, but your sister seems to have beaten me to it... Are you feeling anything -do you like my milk?"

With a quiet pop I dropped her tit from my lips, "Yeah mom, I love it."

The thought that she knew I was fucking my little sister and was jealous only turned me on more. "I should have cooked your food separately," she smiled.

Her left breast had slowed down now and I went to her right, "No baby there's more still," she said guiding me back to her left she began to squeeze her breast while I sucked it and more milk came out.

"Is it good baby?"

I straightened up and brought my mouth to hers. She closed her lips around mine as I spat a mouthful of milk into hers. A bit of it leaked out and down our chins as she pushed it back into mine. I let gravity pull it all back into her mouth as I pulled away and looked into her eyes. She swallowed, "Oh, baby, open your pants up,"

I complied, with one knee between her legs and one off to her left I unbuttoned my jeans and opened the fly. She pushed my pants and boxers partway down my legs and my dick swung out in front of her, aching to be touched.

I looked down at my mother sitting there, one tit still swollen and full, looking me in the eyes and holding my cock with one hand as she brought it to her mouth. She set it down on her flat tongue, letting her breath blow over it, then she closed her eyes and started sucking on it, taking it deep into her mouth and keeping her lips sealed around it. She slowly sucked my dick without making a noise, looking me right in the eyes. "Ungh, god mom, you do that so good,"

She kept the same rhythm going, sliding her tongue along the underside of my wet cock, "Ugh, fuck I'm gonna cum."

She changed neither the rhythm she used nor the serene look in her eyes, but I started to see coloured blotches around the outline of her face as I felt my balls swell and my body tingle, "Fuck mom, here it comes..."

She stared up at me as my face contorted and I busted a nut right in my gorgeous mother's face. Rope after rope of thick cum splashed against her throat, filling her hot mouth.

"Oh fuck... that was incredible," I said as I lowered myself back to the bed, catching my breath.

Mom swallowed twice and then said "Anytime baby, since you're drinking my milk it's the least I can do... I haven't tasted such a big load in years, you cum so much baby."

She looked at me with a smile. My dick never softened a bit, I looked down at her still swollen right tit, but I still needed a moment to catch my breath, mom just grabbed my head and push me toward it, so I latched on and began drinking more of her milk.

"I love you baby." she said

"I love you too mom,"

She hesitated, "Honey... I'm getting so hot. Ever since I started lactating it seems like I've been horny all the time, it's like I'm going crazy!" She laughed, then added, "I've been masturbating every chance I get, but what I really need is for you to... fuck me."

I kept sucking her tit, hesitating to answer.

"Do you think I'm pretty? Nick?"

I let her breast fall out of my mouth and looked up at her, "Oh mom, I want you so bad, I think you're beautiful -your legs, your butt- ...you're so sexy."

She smiled and seemed she would blush if her cheeks weren't already a deep red, as well as her chest and neck. "Fuck me now baby, drink my milk and fuck me at the same time."

She was pushing me back and started raising my shirt. I pulled it over my head and moved to sit on the edge of the bed to get my pants off. Mom was shimmying her skirt and panties down her legs when I turned back to her. I grabbed them and held them as she leaned back and bent her legs raising them up and withdrawing them seductively from my hands. I tossed her skirt and slid my hands up the smooth skin of her long calves and meaty thighs. She parted her legs as I brought my face to her pussy and began to lick her hot opening. "Mmmm, that's it baby..." 

She pulled her pussy open and as I backed off for a moment I saw her big pink clit sticking out at me like a tiny hard-on. I set my tongue down on it and moved my head from side to side, letting it fall off to one side of my tongue, then pushing it down and sliding across it until it popped up again on the other side. "Uhh-h-h oh!" Mom's voice sounded nervous as she spread her legs as far as she could and began humping up against my face. I looked up at her as I slowed down and continued sliding back and forth, her eyes were clenched shut and she was squeezing her one milky breast, lightly spraying herself, seeming lost in ecstasy. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, baby...  I need you in me,"

I pulled back and crawled up over top of her. My dick pressed into her stomach, leaving a trail of precum as I lowered myself down to kiss her. I moved my hips and my cock seemed to find her entrance on it's own. I pushed in and paused as soon as the head of my cock was buried in pussy, I looked my mom in the eyes, unceremoniously she pulled me into her with both hands on my ass, her pussy was like an oven. I slid in and out, the full length of my cock buried in my mom's cunt, her panting in my ear. She turned her head inward and began sucking on my earlobe, then licking up the outside of it, before sticking her tongue down inside it, creating a sensation I couldn't believe, I felt like I could melt on top of her, just raising my ass up and down, pumping mom's pussy for hours.

After a while though she pushed me back and sat up. I pulled out and with her hand on my chest she guided me to lay down next to her with the back of my head on a pillow she propped against the headboard. She then straddled me and held my dick, lining it up with her steaming cunt. She sat down on my prick and took the whole thing at once, then slowly rose back up. She fucked me very slowly, bringing her one full tit up to my mouth. She kept her breast steady by fucking me with her hips, pivoting them back and forth as well as up and down all at once and doing it very slowly -which felt incredible.

I sucked on my mother's milky breast, the suction keeping her nipple in my mouth as the rest of her tit shifted somewhat back and forth, and felt a creeping euphoria like a wet facecloth on the back of my neck. Mom seemed in a trance, her eyes shut, head back, lips slightly puckered together, she fucked me with a consistency that seemed robotic, grinding my dick against one wall of her vagina on its way in, then the other going out, if I hadn't come once already I would have by now.

The front door opened, "Hello?"

We froze, mom raised herself to her knees and my cock fell out of her, hitting my stomach with a slap. She gathered her clothes up off the floor and dashed out naked, towards her bedroom. I wiped my chin and looked down at myself, How was I supposed to get an erection of this magnitude into a pair of pants, let alone act natural and relaxed, I was still buzzing in the head a bit, and the footsteps coming hurriedly up the stairs seemed unimportant until my doorknob turned and Alison's head peaked in, doing a double take when she saw me sitting in bed like that. She whispered harshly, "Mom's home, what are you doing?"

I picked up my cock and stroked it a couple times improvising, "No mom's next door, talking to John and Cindy about the garden." I spoke loudly so mom would hear in the next room.

"Well she could come back any second," Alison's eyes fixed on my cock.

"No, she called and said they asked her to stay for dinner, and that we could come along too, but I said no."

Alison seemed to relax a bit and stepped into the room. "What time did she say she'd be back?"

She was openly ogling my dick as I stroked slowly up and down, giving her a show. "At least an hour, maybe more."

She stepped forward in her sexy little uniform, it may have been my imagination but I didn't recall her wearing her kilt so short until just recently, "So we've got the place to ourselves..."

"That we do."

"And you've started without me,"

"It definitely looks that way," I said with a smile.

Until recently I never would have thought I could carry on a conversation with Alison lying bare ass on my bed, stroking off.

"Well, I can't blame you. I thought about you today-" she said

"Worrying about me writing that big math test?"

"No,"

"...Uh, wondering what I think about geopolitics?"

"Nope," she smiled and bobbed on her heels, putting her hands behind her back.

"Thinking about my subtle charm and wit?"

"Nope, you're never gonna guess," she teased

"Hmm, did you picture me bending you over that dresser over there-" she smiled, "and fucking you in that sexy uniform you're wearing?

"Hmm," she held a finger to her chin, then moved toward me, crawling onto the bed like a cat, "Well you must be psychic then."

We kissed, rolling our tongues against each other until she pulled away and turned toward my dick. I grabbed her shoulder, if she tasted our mom's pussy on it I'd be busted, I sat up and pushed her back off the bed, then stood up to face her, my dick pressing against her white shirt I walked slowly forward with a menacing look. She reciprocated, backing slowly away and trying to look menacing back without smiling. I grabbed her shoulders and bent her over the dresser, she laughed as my alarm clock hit the floor and sounded like it broke -I had to laugh too.

I pulled her kilt up over her ass as she stayed bent over the dresser, looking back at me over her shoulder. Her panty covered butt had a big smiling Cookie Monster on it, when I looked at her we both laughed and I promptly pulled them down to her ankles. I stood up and put my dick up against her wet clam and slid slowly in. She held onto the dresser and let out a long moan. I heard soft footsteps in the hallway... I slid about half my pole into her tight cunt and then slowly pulled back, then slowly back in. Alison turned her head to one side then the other, her mouth open wide breathing short tiny breaths, "Ah, ah, ooh, yeah, yeah, fuck." I pushed in further and slid slowly out. Slowly back in, and then slowly out. I could hear something blocking the partially open door, looking in on us. I pushed slowly in and further this time, running my hands along Alison's slender sides on top of her shirt.

"So, have we captured the image you had in mind yet sis?"

"Not quite," she said reaching back, grasping at the shirt I wasn't wearing.

I leaned forward and she pulled my imaginary shirt until my chest was resting on her back. I pushed her hair out of the way and took her earlobe into my mouth as I felt my dick press against her womb. "Mmhh... Mmhh..."

After a few slow strokes I pushed past it, in this position I felt my cock sink deep inside her loving box as I pushed my tongue down into her ear and my pelvis pressed against her ass, my chest and stomach, molded to her back. Standing on the tips of my toes I began fucking her at the hip while she moaned long and steady. No sooner did I feel a pair of hands on my thighs, holding me down, plastered against my sister's shaking body, than a tongue pressed into my asscrack and started licking it up and down. I began to move my ass a bit, just bouncing on my sister's butt. "MMMN! MMMN! Fuck! I'm cummiiiiing!" Alison yelled.

I kept bouncing quickly up and down on her ass as mom moved down to my balls, pressing them with her flattened tongue against the side of the dresser. That, coupled with the bouncing motion and the clenching of my sister's cunt, had my face squeezed into a ball as I prepared to blow the mother of all loads into Alison's tight cunt, "Ahhhhhg! Ah! Here it comes!"

Mom sucked both my balls into her mouth and began swallowing, sucking harder and harder, pulling my balls back away from me and adding more and more pressure. I felt a powerful orgasm sweeping through me, but I didn't shoot any cum. I reached under Alison, who was still in the grip of a continuing orgasm, and put my right arm across her chest, grabbing her left shoulder, and pulling her into me as if I could push my cock even further inside her. "Ahhg! Ahhg! Uhhhhhhhhnnn!!"

I was seeing stars as my orgasm went on until mom suddenly let my balls pop out of her mouth with a wet sucking noise and I felt a cascade of hot cum burst into my sister's cunt, I shot wad after thick wad, and pumped her over and over, cumming for probably a full minute. Alison and I gradually slowed down. She turned her head and we kissed long and slow, still lying on the dresser, glued to each other. I slowly pulled out and she looked weak raising herself off the dresser. I pulled her to me and we kissed again. "God Nick that was so hot. I can't believe how hard I came. She took my wet, wilting dick in her hand and stroked it lovingly, then added, "I need to take a shower before mom gets back."

She pulled the door open and dashed into the hall, I turned and watch her pass mom's door, which was open just a crack, and into the washroom, shutting the door behind her. As the water began to run I walked over to mom's room and pushed it open. Mom was lying naked on the bed, legs spread wide, pumping the rear end of a Mag-Lite into her pussy, her red face strained with an almost worried look. "Mom, you've got to get outside while she's in the shower."




Mom's New Recipe



Mom looked up, "Just a second Nick."

"There's no time, she might stop soon." 

Through the wall Alison's light voice sang dreamily, mom's hands were slipping on the Mag-Lite as she seemed determined to cum, there was only one thing to do, roll up my proverbial sleeves and help.

"God that was so hot Nick, you and your sister fuck so good."

I walked over to her, standing naked at the foot of the bed I grabbed the thick head of the flashlight and took over pumping it into my mom's cunt while she put one hand behind her head and began frigging her big clit with the other, her fingers wet with pussy juice, her tits rolled back and forth on her chest, one still slightly bigger and rounder than the other.

Alison kept singing to herself as my cock reached another strong erection watching my mom writhing on her bed like a bitch in heat, I began to calculate how much time we had since Alison did like to take long showers. I was pumping mom's cunt with the flashlight as I slowly bought my dick forward and began running the head of it up and down her sweaty asscrack, savouring the texture as it slid over my mom's asshole again and again with both her cheeks pressing against the sides. 

Mom opened her eyes and stared into mine, though she seemed transfixed by all the stimulation she was getting. After a minute she closed her eyes and pushed her head back, her gorgeous stomach muscles flexed as did her shoulders, legs and arms. She convulsed several times while I pounded her with about 8 inches of thick Mag-Lite and succumbed to the temptation to press the head of my cock past her sphincter, which immediately squeezed down on it as she was cumming hard. 

Alison was now singing to herself a hilarious off key version of "Black Tongue" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, as mom's ass squeezed me out wetly and I immediately pushed the head back in. I then pulled the flashlight out in one motion and mom sat up with a shocked expression as her pussy shot me with a spray of clear liquid, I cupped my hand over her mouth and tried to press her back down, but she got her hands behind her and pushed her hips forward onto my cock, forcing more than half of it up her ass. Mom stared urgently into my eyes, her mouth still wide open underneath my hand, as I fucked her ass with the top half of my cock until she began to relax and sink back to the bed panting. After a moment she said "Oh fuck baby...  We should have done this... a long time ago..."

I got down on top of her and kissed her lips, she put her tongue into my mouth and we carried on for maybe a minute, Alison's lilting voice now sang "Come Wander with Me," and I slowly sawed in and out of mom's ass. "Okay now you really have to get out of here." I said.

She looked blankly at the ceiling, seeming distracted, "okay."

Reluctantly, I withdrew my cock slowly from her asshole, stood up, and headed to my room. I looked around, then climbed into bed and passed out...

"...Nick! ...Nick!"

I rolled over, "What?"

The room was dark, it wasn't quite night. The light coming in through the blinds had turned my room into a black and white film set. Alison was peaking in the door, "Supper, we ordered Chinese."

At the mention of food I realized I was starving, and propped myself up on an elbow, "Okay," I said, squinting.

Alison hit the light switch and my room sprang into blinding colour around me, I sat up, Alison now gone, and realized I reeked of sex. I stood up and walked out toward the bathroom naked. I showered etc. and came downstairs where mom and Alison were sitting in the dimly lit living room watching a movie. "Hey sleepyhead," Mom said, "Come on sit down, I ordered you guys some Chinese."

"What movie is this?" I asked as I picked up the empty plate on the coffee table and sat next to Alison on the love seat. 

"It's called High Fidelity, John Cusack's in it, do you want us to rewind?"

"No, that's okay." I said, dumping rice onto my plate

"You were out cold," Alison said, keeping her eyes on the screen and adding flatly, "you really must have worn yourself out today."

"Yeah, I was just really tired for some reason." I said

Alison leaned forward and held out her plate, I scooped some out for her and looked up to see her conspiratory grin, "Thanks brother."

I reached for another box and noticed a tall glass of milk on a coaster in front of me. I picked it up and took a long sip, looking over at mom as I drank deeply, tasting it was hers. She sat slouched on a nearby chair looking back at me with a subtle conspiratory smile on her lips.

With milk still on my lip I began scooping up soy sauce thinking, "Yup... Life is good."