0 comments/ 267075 views/ 26 favorites Mommy in the Morning Ch. 01 By: FenrirBites Upon waking, Neil found his 19 year old cock to be quite hard under his sheets. Nothing strange here, as any man can attest, but today he found himself rubbing his stiff member slowly. As he slowly and methodically made himself harder, he fantasized about his English teacher. Neil imagined her slowly stripping on top of her desk. She was fairly young for the teachers in his school, and she had an incredible bosom. His mind focused on those breasts for a moment as he imagined her exposing herself to him. In his imagination, they had a glisten brought on to them through lust for him. Neil continued to undress her within his daydream. He had just gotten to the point where she removed her short skirt to reveal a purple thong when his mother, Jean, knocked on the door. "Honey, get up its time for school," she commanded as she proceeded to walk into the room. Neil quickly flipped over to hide how "up" he was from her. His face grew a deep red. "Be right there Mom," he said in a slightly choked voice. Judging by the look on his face, Jean had a fair idea at what she had walked in on her son doing. She was slightly annoyed at him for jacking off, but Jean had long ago realized that reproachful words wouldn't stop a young man from masturbating. "OK, hurry up hon," Jean began, "The bus has already left and if I'm going to take you to school you need to be showered." With that she left the room without bothering to wait for an answer. Neil stood up and looked down at his still stiff cock. Suddenly he felt angry at his mother for interrupting him before he could cum. Sullenly, Neil grabbed a towel from within his dresser drawer, and not even bothering to adequately cover up his nakedness, stalked out through the hall towards the bathroom he shared along with his sister, Denise. Knowing that Denise had spent the night at a friend's house, he didn't hesitate at the closed door. With a violent shove, Neil slammed the door open. To his astonishment, there sat his mother with her panties around her ankles taking a piss. "What the fuck Neil?!?!" screamed Jean as she quickly tried to turn around while trying to pull up her panties at the same time. Unfortunately, she accidentally tripped herself up and managed to twist herself around until she landed on her back with a breathtaking thud. In the shock of the pain, she realized with a sudden disgust that she hadn't stopped pissing as a warm puddle had congealed around her ass. Forgetting his anger, Neil found himself suddenly scared that his mother might be hurt. Without thinking, he dropped his towel totally exposing his naked body, and fell down on top of his mother thinking that she had passed out. He felt a warm flowing sensation on his still semi-hard cock, and for a brief moment panicked, thinking that Jean was bleeding on him. Upon looking down however, he saw that his cock was lying on his mother's pussy, and that she was peeing on him. Almost as soon as he realized what was happening, the urine flow ceased. Suddenly, at the sight of his mother's pussy, his cock was completely engorged once again. Feeling disgust at his body's reaction to the situation, he regained control of himself long enough to look back at Jean's face, only to see that her eyes were wide open, and, although dazed, completely conscious. "Are you okay Mom?" Neil asked feeling quite concerned. The focus in her eyes began to return, and with its return, Jean was unprepared for the visual input that she was suddenly interpreting. Here she was, with her panties gone God knows where, with her 18 year old son completely naked and quite visibly aroused between her legs. Best of all was the look of complete and utter love and concern evident on his face. Jean, much to her own surprise, found that her pussy was getting wet again just from looking into her son's concerned eyes. Only this time, the wetness wasn't as a result of urine. How had she never realized how masculine her son had become? She found herself wondering. After a few seconds, and a few more unanswered queries about her condition, Jean finally replied, "I'm fine honey," and then sardonically, "although I think I'm lying down in my own piss." For a moment, Neil stared at her uncomprehendingly. Then he began to laugh and let his weight fall forward onto her in relief. The movement sent his hard cock rubbing over Jean's clit sending delicious pleasure throughout her body. Quite oblivious to the effect he had just had upon his mother, Neil grabbed her around the waist and stood them both up. Once standing, he wrapped his arms around her for a tight embrace. His cock was still rubbing up against Jean's naughty bits whilst he remained oblivious to his own nakedness for a long moment. With an explosive rush, awareness burst throughout his brain. Here he was with a raging hardon pressed up against his own mother. Startled he pushed himself away and vainly searched for his towel. Noticing his questing eyes, and how they avoided her, Jean grabbed his chin and made him look her in the eyes. "Honey, I want you to know that I love you," she prefaced, and feeling inspired by the love she saw in his eyes, continued, "I'm going to make you an offer for a one time deal. If you refuse me, I'll understand, and if you don't, you should know that whatever happens in this room stays in this room. Nobody will ever find out about it from me. Do you understand?" Somewhat confused, Neil found himself stammering, "Uuuh-yea-yeah." Giving him a loving smile, Jean said, "Good." Jean grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head to reveal her medium sized breasts. Her nipples were noticeably hard even though the temperature of the room was quite warm. "Mommy's feeling a little dirty from lying in her own piss," she said with a sultry look on her face, "Do you want to bring that thing between your legs over here and help Mommy take a shower?" Feeling shock at his mother's words, Neil hesitated for a short moment before he found himself striding over towards her. As he got nearer, Jean turned around and bent over at the waist to turn the faucet on. Not to mention it gave a rather alluring view of her ass for Neil. As the water poured into the tub, Jean stuck her hand underneath to gauge the temperature. While she was doing so, Neil surprised them both by placing his hands between his mother's legs and gently began fondling her snatch. "Oh baby," Jean hissed, "You're making me wet." She moaned through her teeth as he continued to caress her. Realizing that the water was at a good temperature, she flipped the switch causing the water to begin coming through the showerhead. Jean stood to her full height and stepped into the tub. Neil followed quickly after. "Honey, have you had much experience with women," Jean asked her son. Neil gave an embarrassed shake of his head in reply. To this Jean smiled, and replied, "That's okay honey, it just means I'm going to do something very special for you before I let you fuck me." Was he hearing her right?!? His mother had just said that she was going to let him fuck her. And just what did she mean by "something very special." As if she heard the question, Jean got down on her knees and began answering. She grabbed his balls with her left hand and slowly fondled them while she licked his cock from shaft to head in one long, super wet stroke. Upon reaching the head, she looked up straight into Neil's eyes and engulfed the head within her warm mouth. Taking her right hand she slowly jacked the shaft while she suckled on the tip of his dick. Neil watched in ecstasy as his mother began to lower her head farther and farther down onto his shaft. Before long, she was bobbing her head up and down half his dick. However, it was at about this point that she began to experience some difficulties. "Oh honey, it seems you're bigger than your father," she said. "I'm having trouble getting you all in." She said this with obvious relish. She went back to work with a vengeance, and before long had gained three-fourths of his cock. It was at this point all the combined sensations got the better of Neil. The orgasm built up within his balls, and before he could even think, he grabbed his mother's hair and forcibly drove her head the full length of his shaft. "Mlmph!!!" Jean gagged hard on this forcible entry, and tears began to stream down her face although Neil wasn't able to see this with the shower water masking the effects of the tears. Jean felt the hot semen rolling down the back of her throat and found herself forced to swallow his entire load. The taste was horrible, yet she found herself more turned on than she had ever been in her life at his rough treatment of her. Had his father treated her this way, she would've divorced him in a second. Yet, much to her astonishment, she was on the verge of orgasm with her son's cock driven deeply into her throat. After his orgasm subsided, Neil dislocated himself from Jean's mouth. Jean coughed a little bit, but still beamed a smile up at him. "Did Mommy siphon all the juice out of her son's big fat cock?" she asked saccharinely. "How is Mommy gonna get off?" But the answer to that was already evident. Neil had barely lost any of his hardness, and with the sexy way Jean was cooing at him, he was quickly regaining what he had lost. Noticing how stiff he remained, she turned herself around until she was on all fours with her ass pointed at his waist. Furiously, Jean rubbed her clit with one hand. The sight of his mother exposing herself so blatantly to him finished the job of hardening Neil's member. He quickly positioned himself behind her, and without any preamble shoved his cock in until he felt his balls slap her. He began humping her with an almost feral abandon. "Unnnnhhh...Neil...you're so...deeeep!!!!" she screamed back at him. On an impulse, he brought his hand down in a tremendous arc and spanked her ass. The way she jerked back onto his cock felt absolutely phenomenal, so he began to spank her repeatedly. "Owww...owww...owwwiiEEEE!!!!!" Jean screamed in a strange mixture of pain and elation. When the last vowel sound died on her lips, she felt her pussy clench hard as she exploded into orgasm. The increased stimulation proved too much for Neil to handle, and with that he came inside his mother long and hard. So there they stood, with the shower beating down upon their glistening naked bodies. Neither one of them found it easy to catch their breath. Both of them somehow realized that this one time thing was in danger of becoming something more ongoing. While the sex left them both feeling sated, a new worry began to cloud each of their minds. Was what they done wrong? What were they going to do if it was wrong? How could they ever stop now? To be continued...(hopefully) Hey there. This is my first story on here, and I am well aware that it's not as good as countless others that fill the site. Please feel free to comment, as any and all constructive criticism is welcome. Thank you for reading my story! Mommy in the Morning Ch. 02 This story begins with an attempt to explain the character of Denise. It is pretty bare boned, but I hope you will not let that distract you from the rest of the story. I do hope you enjoy the read. *** Within the past year, Denise had discovered the joys of sex. It had really all begun when she lost her virginity to her first serious boyfriend. Her first experience was a sweet one, but it had not been entirely pleasant. As she began to do it more often though, Denise found that she had a voracious sexual appetite. Indeed, her needs quickly outstripped those of her then boyfriend, and before long, she had dumped him. Denise began a short lived life of sexual debauchery, almost fucking with a different guy every night. With a body like hers, she was never left without someone willing to help scratch her itch. She was slender, with fair-sized breasts, and a lovely ass that was a wonder to behold in motion. In addition, she had brilliantly green eyes, adorable freckles, and dark hair with an appealing dyed blonde streak. All of this, and she put out. It wasn't long before she was well known around her school for her promiscuous nature. After a couple of weeks of being extremely sexually active, Denise realized that she wasn't doing her position in the social hierarchy any favors by sleeping around so much. With a new resolve to be less conspicuous, she began to have less sex. With her new approach, Denise was able to save what was left of her social status. However, it left her in a new state of almost permanent arousal. This quickly became overwhelming, and Denise was barely able to function. It was then that Denise reawakened her childhood obsession with masturbation. Her mother, Jean, had quickly squelched this behavior when Denise was younger, and up until now, she hadn't masturbated for years. When she rediscovered the bliss of "rubbin' the nubbin," at first she was able to get off with the merest tickling of her fingers across her clit. However, it didn't take long until her masturbatory tendencies escalated to new heights to cope with her overwhelming desires. And this is where we begin to explore the results of Denise's, and indeed, much of her family's, captivating lusts. *** In the bathroom that she shared with her brother Neil, Denise was being very naughty indeed. She sat atop the furry toilet seat cover, dressed in a tight fitting t-shirt and a white pair of panties. In one hand she held a digital video camera trained on her crotch, and the other hand was pushing aside the front of her panties to reveal her trimmed pussy to the camera. She had gotten up early this morning with the express purpose of masturbating in the privacy of the bathroom. Denise felt uncomfortable masturbating in her room since it was one of the only rooms in the house without a lock. Remembering the harsh words her mother had spoken to her years ago when she had caught Denise getting off with her pillow, Denise felt it wise to be careful. When Denise was leaving her room that morning, her eyes had registered the camera, and the thought of saving evidence of herself masturbating left her with delicious tingles in her stomach. After having exposed her slightly moist pussy to the video camera, Denise had to place the camera on a shelf in order to continue playing with herself. Not bothering to make sure she was in focus, Denise began rubbing her clit through her panties. It didn't take long before her wetness was soaking through the thin material of her underwear. On an impulse, she scrunched the front of her panties together with one hand, and the back with her other hand. Denise slowly began to rub her panties up her crack as if she were flossing. The sensations were delicious as they swarmed throughout her body. Her neck had begun to glisten with sweat, and her nipples stood noticeably erect through her shirt. Closing her eyes, Denise moaned in pleasure. Then, realizing the need for secrecy, she bit her lip to stifle future bursts of aural accompaniment to her ecstasy. The slow rubbing across her genitalia finally got the best of her, and she exploded into orgasm. "Aaaahhh..." she allowed herself to mumble quietly. As her body's quivering began to ease up, Denise shoved two dexterous fingers into her pussy. She began to stimulate herself in hopes of another quick orgasm. However, it was not to be. "Denise, remember you're supposed to be at Talia's house this morning," her mother said from the other side of the bathroom door. Silently cursing to herself for forgetting, Denise replied, "Thanks Mom I forgot." Quickly putting herself back together, she looked in the mirror to make sure she looked fine. "Well at least you got off once," she said with an impish grin to her reflection. *** Later that evening, Denise returned home just in time for dinner. Her father had left on a business trip to Florida that morning, so it was dinner for three for a few nights. Denise wasn't quite sure what her dad was doing in Florida, but she wouldn't be surprised if it involved some rather scandalous behavior with his secretary. Denise wasn't quite sure how the rest of her family didn't see what was going on. As Denise strolled through the dining room, her mother, Jean, was preparing the table. Neil was already sitting in his chair, and seemed to be indolently enjoying himself. He seemed rather pleased with himself that evening, and Denise was unable to pinpoint the reason why. "So what'd you do today Neil?" Denise asked. Grinning with a mysterious smile, he replied, "Not much really, just humped around the house all day." Denise took this in without much thought, and made a glance towards her mother who was placing a roast on the table. Jean's face was a deep red color which Denise attributed to the heat of the kitchen stove. "How 'bout you Mom?" she asked. Her face still a deep red color, Jean said, "Just some chores really...spent some time cleaning your bathroom." With this, she turned around, and with a strangely mincing step, walked back into the kitchen. The dinner was pretty standard fare, and apart from some strange conversation, was totally forgettable. Although Denise did notice that Jean seemed to have a hard time sitting. She didn't think much on it. After dinner, Denise had to pee very badly. Walking calmly into the bathroom, Denise unceremoniously dropped her pants and plopped onto the commode. As she let a strong stream flow, Denise happened to look at the shelf. She went pale as she realized for the first time that the camera she had used to film herself masturbating was still recording. Shakily, she grabbed the camera, and sat it on her lap. The battery had run down, and the camera had automatically shutdown. Worrying to herself, all she could think about was whether or not anyone had noticed it. Quickly finishing her business, Denise traveled to her room across the hall in one giant stride. She shut the door, and quickly dug through the layers of junk in her closet until she found the charger for the camera. Denise fumbled the battery into its charger, and sat down on her bed to anxiously wait for it to charge enough to be able to upload the video to her computer. Slowly, she began to calm down. The more she thought about it, the more she was sure nobody had noticed the camera. While dinner that evening had seemed rife with mysteries, there was nothing in her family's manner to indicate they had noticed the camera. Feeling much more serene a half hour later, Denise removed the battery from its charger, and connected her camera to her computer. She uploaded the camera's contents onto the computer. On screen, the video was broken up into a few hours worth of ten second clips. The first ten minutes seemed to consist entirely of her masturbating. Denise began to highlight the rest of the day's footage for deletion, when she found a clip of Neil seemingly nude. Filled with curiosity, Denise double clicked that clip. Suddenly she was watching as her brother pissed into the commode. She began to giggle uncontrollably while she watched. His stream lasted for a full twenty seconds before he dribbled off the last of his urine. With a perfunctory shake he began to turn around towards the shower. Before he completed his turn however, Denise was shocked to her core as a small hand thrust into the picture and grabbed her brother by the cock. It surprised her so much that she actually jumped away from the screen a short ways. Quickly recovering, Denise leaned into the screen to discern more details. As she watched, the hand slowly began to tease its way up and down her brother's shaft. Denise found her arousal returning full force as she watched her brother's slowly hardening dick. Part of a woman's body came into the left side of the screen. The woman's physique tended towards being a little chunky, but nothing unattractive, and her breasts hung ponderously. Denise found herself slightly jealous of the woman's large breasts. Other details were impossible to discern as the toilet, and indeed, bad framing, hid most of the woman's body. Neil's cock seemed to have grown quite large from the mystery woman's firm ministrations. Denise had to admit to herself that while her brother wasn't a muscular type, he had nothing to be ashamed of when it came to penis size. Uncaring about the relative insecurity of her surroundings, Denise allowed her fingers to spelunk underneath her panties until they found and began tenderly administering to her clit. She was more aroused now than she had been in months. Then it happened. The woman on the screen knelt down onto her knees, and began licking up and down Neil's hard cock. Denise was rubbing her clit pretty hard, when, suddenly, she recognized the red hair the woman wore long over her shoulder. With a gasp, Denise whispered breathlessly, "Mom?" There was no denying it. Jean was licking her own son's cock, and Denise had it on tape. Not only did Denise have the tape, she was getting off on it. Denise had never felt so dirty and foul in her life, yet she wasn't about to stop what she had started. Even now, her fingers had unbuttoned her jeans, and quick as a wink, she was naked from the waist down. The display on the screen revealed that Jean was sucking the tip of Neil's cock into her mouth. This was when Denise came to the conclusion that this would be better with sound. Pausing the video for a moment, she fumbled around her desk for her headphones. Her left hand never ceased playing with her neatly trimmed pussy. Finding the headphones, she quickly plugged them in, and resumed the tape. Her mother sucked her cheeks in on the screen, and suddenly pulled her mouth off Neil's cock to make a very wet plopping sound. Denise was immediately gratified with the sound. Without warning, as Jean's head began a descent down towards Neil's cock, he suddenly grabbed the back of her head and thrust himself all the way back in her throat. Caught unprepared, Jean spluttered violently around her son's cock. He showed no mercy as he began humping his cock down his mother's throat with reckless abandon. Shocked as she was by her brother's dominance over their mother, Denise was even more so when she noticed that Jean made no effort to stop him. In fact, she couldn't really tell because Jean's pussy was out of frame, but Denise was fairly certain that her mother was fingering herself as Neil abused her. Perhaps realizing that Jean had to breathe, Neil dislodged himself from her throat to the sound of her coughing violently. He grabbed his now slimy cock, and began thumping it across her face. Denise was both revolted and turned on when she saw that her mother was smiling. "Please son. I want you inside me." Jean pleaded. In reply, Neil helped her stand up and moved her over to the sink counter. Denise could no longer see Neil, only her mother as she bent herself over the sink. Her breasts mashed into the counter, and her face was a short distance above the sink basin. She turned her face backwards so that she could face her son with a wanton look of lust. A sharp slap resounded in Denise's headphones, accompanied by her mother's moan. This was quickly followed by a louder slap as Denise realized that Neil was spanking Jean's ass. "Do you like it when I smack your butt?" Neil asked Jean. "Oh yes honey, but please..." Smack! She was interrupted. "Please call me Mommy." During the whole exchange, Denise had begun to masturbate herself into a frenzy. She felt the outer edges of orgasm seeping in, and she was wildly humping her pussy up in the air as if to meet an imaginary cock. Her face and neck were all sweaty, and her fingers were now saturated with her vaginal secretions. Suddenly the orgasm leapt through her, and she was writhing backwards in her bed with her eyes closed. The orgasm ebbed and flowed throughout her body, and all the while, in her ears the action continued. Smack! "Owiieee...owieee!!!" her mother screamed. Smack! Smack! "Mommy likes it when I punish her. Does Mommy want it inside her?" Neil taunted. Smack! "Oh God, Neil! Just put it in me already!" This was followed by several more resounding slaps before there was a sudden susurration in sound. Although still reeling from her orgasm, Denise quickly sat upwards to see what happened next. Her mother's head was in the sink basin looking utterly submissive, but her brother was still nowhere to be found on screen. Denise heard a splurting sound, and then she saw her mother suddenly tense up. Jean's head shot upwards and looked back towards Neil in fright. "Oh honey, not there, I don't even let your father do it there!" Denise could hear the lecherous grin in Neil's voice as he said, "You said you wanted it inside you Mommy!" At hearing the word "Mommy" Jean quickly returned to her submissive posture. Somewhat dense after having had an orgasm, Denise was lightly playing with herself even though confused as to what was going on. She watched as her mother began gasping in what Denise thought was pleasure. The longer she watched however, the more she realized how uncomfortable her mother was. After a moment, Neil began thrusting into his mother with tremendous force. Every thrust sent Jean scooting further forward, and was accompanied by a loud smacking sound as Neil's balls slapped against his mother. After a moment, it began to dawn on Denise why her mother was in such discomfort. With amazement, Denise realized that it was because... "I can't believe you're in my ass!" Jean moaned through clenched teeth. The words were all it took to set Denise off into another orgasm. Her mind was overloaded by all the incestuous lust that was taking place, and before she knew what was happening, Denise had blacked out. *** Denise awoke without confusion, and to the sound of wet sucking sounds. She leaned upwards on her bed to look down at her unclothed lower half. Her pussy lips were still drenched in fluid, so she knew she hadn't been out too long. Scooting her ass forward to view the computer better, she felt a large wet spot on the sheets below her butt. On the screen, her mother was once again sucking down Neil's cock. However, this time, he was sitting on top of the sink as his mother fellated him. Seeing his face, Denise thought he looked like he was only allowing Jean to suck his cock out of compassion for her. He was no longer putting any real effort into it, but she was bobbing her head up and down hard. Before Denise could become aroused once again, Neil suddenly pulled his cock from Jean's mouth and jizz exploded onto her face. Denise was thrilled by the way her mother seemed to dive back onto his cock trying to suck down as much of him as she could. "I hope Mommy likes what she tastes," Neil began, "I still can't believe she's doing this after I was in her ass." Jean made no reply, and never once allowed her lips to stray from his cock until he was drained dry. Finally satiated, Jean dislodged her son's now flaccid cock from her mouth. "Please help Mommy get off now," Jean plead to her son. Seemingly abashed, Neil replied, "Sorry Mom, I have to go out for a bit. I'll make it up to you tonight though." Jean looked hurt as her son left the room. Denise thought she may have even noticed a tear rolling down her cheek. As soon as Neil was gone though, Jean stood up and turned around to lean against the counter. She wiped her cheek where Neil had jizzed. Looking woeful, she rolled the semen through her fingers. Then, much to Denise's surprise, lowered the hand to her pussy and began rubbing the ejaculate all over. Her knees buckled as she began to furiously masturbate. It didn't take long before her body was wrought with orgasmic spasms. Looking upon her mother, Denise's loins burned with lust. Denise was beginning to realize that her sexual needs were no longer a problem. With a slut like her mother living with her, Denise was sure she would never need to be uncontrollably horny again. To be continued...(hopefully) Mommy in the Morning Ch. 03 This chapter contains incestuous lesbian sex. It also has some urine play as well. If you are turned off or otherwise disgusted by this sort of thing, I don't recommend that you read my story. Otherwise, I hope that you are aroused and entertained by my story. *** Alone with her son Neil in the dining room, Jean was worried that her daughter Denise might return from the bathroom sooner than expected. However, Neil didn't seem to share her concern. "Ready for me to make good on my promise?" Neil asked his mother, referring to his obligation from that morning to give his mother an orgasm. Without waiting for an answer, he wrapped his arms around her body until he could firmly fondle Jean's massive breasts. "Jesus Neil, what if your sister walked in right now?" Jean demanded with a worried tone. Her eyes never left the hallway that connected the dining room to her children's bedrooms. Breathing in the scent of his mother's hair whilst he groped her body, Denise was the farthest thing from his thoughts. His cock had quickly become rigid, and he began to lightly hump his mother's behind with it. "You're not doing it in my ass again tonight," Jean informed him sounding absurdly motherly for what she was saying, "I'm still too sore from this morning." Knowing how Jean seemed to get off on being dominated, Neil gruffly replied, "I'll stick my dick wherever I damn well please Mommy." Jean shuddered in reply, and goosebumps began to break out on her arms. Neil allowed his hands to caress down her stomach until he felt the clasp on her pants. He undid the clasp, and began to pull her pants down, exposing her pink panties as he did so. He began to kneel in behind her as her pants traveled towards the floor. "Oh, Neil! I'm not sure about this," Jean said with a tremor. She made no move to stop him when he turned her around until his face was even with her crotch. Leaning his mother back against the table, he placed two fingers inside her panties. One of his fingers brushed against Jean's clitoris, and she made a slight moan. Pushing aside her panties, he began to nibble around her clit. His tender ministrations were driving Jean wild. With his other hand, Neil clawed his fingers into her butt, pushing her all the while more squarely against his mouth. Jean was beginning to give in to the pleasure. Suddenly, they heard the toilet flushing. All at once, Neil was trying to pull his mother's pants back up, but her hips resisted and she ended up falling flat back on the table. In a panic, Jean clawed her pants upwards to cover her exposure. There was the sound of a door opening, followed quickly by another one being slammed shut. Both Neil and Jean let out a sigh of relief as their crisis was adverted. Neil chuckled lightly, and moved towards his mother as if he were ready to continue their evening tryst. "Hold on Neil," Jean commanded, "we can't risk being caught." Something in her tone of voice told Neil that she was firmly set in her course this time. "We'll just have to wait until Denise is out of the house again." Although disappointed, Neil understood completely. Without a single argument, he conceded. As he headed off to his own room, he lingered briefly to kiss Jean firmly on the mouth. It was enough to make part of Jean want to say fuck the risks, but it was a very small part of her. Waiting until after Neil went down the hall to his room, Jean quietly made her way into her bedroom. *** About an hour later, Jean lay in bed unable to sleep. She kept thinking about the way her own son had kissed her on the lips. Particularly, she thought about the way he nibbled around her willing sex. Frustrated at her inability to get the day's events out of her mind, Jean finally allowed her desire to convince her to do something she rarely ever did. Jean began to touch herself. At first, she firmly caressed her breasts in a futile attempt to mimic Neil's strong grasping hands. After a moment of this, Jean decided that while it was arousing, she would just let Neil do it for her later. Instead, she tickled her fingers down across her navel until they reached the barrier of her pajama bottoms. Reaching underneath, she began to rub herself in tight little circles. *** Having watched through the clips on her computer a second time, Denise came to a perfectly titillating conclusion. Neil had promised her mother that he would repay her with an orgasm that night. "They're probably in Mom's room right now fucking like bunnies as I watch the video," Denise said to herself quietly. Denise still felt quite horny after having masturbated herself to orgasm a handful of times this evening. The prospect of her mother and her brother having incestuous sex left her with the most delicious feelings throughout her body. She knew that the only thing that would quench her lust was to catch them in the act. With firm resolve, she stood up and began to grab her panties to put them back on. Then with sudden inspiration she threw them to the side. The thought of walking in on them half nude made her already wet pussy become a little more moist. On a final impulse, Denise grabbed her now fully charged camera. Maybe she could make some of what her brother called "wank material" while she intruded on her family's sexual romp. Thinking about her brother, she realized that Neil was going to be the hard one to deal with. Somehow, she had to establish her own domination over him, otherwise he was likely to treat her the same way as her mother. While not really opposed to playing submissive, Denise felt it would send the wrong message if she let Neil be the boss from the start. Maybe later they could swap roles for fun, but for now, she was intent on being in control. Denise quietly left her room and stalked through the halls towards her parent's bedroom. The cool night air snuggled around her, causing goosebumps to form on her exposed lower half. She was feeling more erotically charged with every step she took. Finally arriving at the closed door to her parent's room, she was awarded with sounds of lustful moans from the other side. Silently she congratulated herself on the correctness of her guess. All that separated her from satiating her sexual desire was a single wooden door. Being careful not to make any noise, she turned the knob, and pushed the door inwards. She brought her camera to focus upon the spectacle before her. *** As Jean continued to play with herself, she began to fantasize about the events that transpired that morning. As much as she was loath to admit it, Jean rather liked the rough treatment her son gave her during their sexual encounters, particularly the spanking. She hadn't enjoyed their anal romp as much as Neil obviously did, but Jean would submit to almost any of his desires. No longer pleased with her fingers, Jean rolled onto her belly and began humping her crotch against her bed covers. Not satisfied with this either, she glanced around with hopes of finding something to pleasure herself with. Spotting her pillow, Jean suddenly recalled the time when she had caught Denise humping her pillow. She had scolded her rather harshly at the time, but now the memory was welcomed with pleasure. Wishing to be fully nude for what she was about to do, she lifted her pajama top over her head, allowing her massive mammaries to be exposed to the cool air. Then she impatiently kicked off her bottoms. Grabbing the pillow, and facing away from the door, she placed it between her thighs. Never having done it like this, Jean wasn't exactly sure what to expect. Slowly she rubbed her pussy along the length of the pillow. "Good God!" she moaned as she basked in the sensations that were flowing from her pussy up into her belly, "No wonder Denise did it this way." Grabbing the covers beside her, she began thrusting back and forth in smooth long motions. Jean would never in a million years be able to describe what this act was doing to her, but it was tantalizing. *** Still standing in the hallway, Denise had missed none of her mother's performance. Indeed, she was filming some rather sexy footage that began when her mother had first started to hump the pillow. Denise was surprised that Neil was nowhere to be found, but that didn't faze her. The show she was watching was just as sexy without him. Denise was startled after Jean had mentioned her name, but refrained from giving away that she was in the room. Instead, she alternated between filming her mother's ass as it slid forward to shots of her mother's entire form fucking the pillow. In her lust, Jean was oblivious to the presence of another person. Denise loved the fact that she was capturing her mother in her unguarded sensuality. The sight of her thrusting her hips into the pillow and grinding it backwards was very enticing indeed. Changing her rhythm, Jean began rotating her pussy in circles across the pillow. The sight of her mother's luscious ass gyrating on the pillow was almost more than Denise could take. Being extremely careful, Denise made her way into a room to get a better shot of her mother's large breasts jiggling through the air. Part of Denise wanted to stick her face in between those tits and just let them pummel her. Suddenly, Jean lifted her ass into the air and brought her hand down to her pussy. There was something fiercely animalistic in the way she pummeled her pussy in order to get off. Denise almost had an orgasm just watching her mother's antics. Caught up in her imagination, Jean suddenly gasped, "Spank my ass Neil! Spank Mommy's butt! Mommy's been a bad girl Neil! Spank Mommy's fucking ass!" Listening to all this, Denise realized that her mother was on the brink of orgasm. Feeling playful, she stepped forward quietly until she was directly behind Jean's upwardly thrusting ass. Training her camera so that it could get a good view of her mother's fingers in her pussy and her ass at the same time, when Denise knew there was no turning back for her mother, she finally made her commitment to the scene. "Oh! Please! Spank...Mommy's...asshole!" Jean pleaded one last time. Denise obliged by bringing her hand down onto her mother's ass for a tremendous smack, prompting her mother to collapse as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Denise, however, did not let up. She spanked her mother on the butt over and over again, to the sound of her mother's weak protests. Jean was spasming in orgasm, and didn't have the energy to lift her head to look backwards. The orgasm roiled throughout her body even causing her toes to curl. With this welcome assault preoccupying her, she just assumed that it was Neil spanking her already sore buttocks. That was until Denise said in as sweet a voice as she could manage, "Does Mommy want me to keep spanking her?" Jean's eyes leapt open, and she flipped herself over to see her daughter, in a tight fitting shirt but nothing below it. As if this wasn't enough of a shock, Denise was grinning as she trained a video camera on Jean's vulnerable state. Jean's eyes traveled back and forth between the camera and her daughter's not quite hair free crotch. At a loss for words, Jean was only able to stare at Denise for a long moment. Then she found a question wrenching from her lips, "What's going on here?" Denise laughed a superior laugh before she replied, "'What's going on here?' you ask! Obviously, you're being a hypocritical bitch, getting off on a pillow which I seem to remember getting scolded for when I did the same thing years ago." Jean began a reply, but Denise put a finger over her lips to stifle her. "Now here's the situation. I not only have footage of you in rather unseemly positions of masturbation, but I have you fucking your son as well." Her lips trembling in fright, Jean felt hot tears beginning to flow. She tried to sob another question, but this time Denise slapped her across the face. Imperiously, Denise continued, "I don't want you blubbering right now, and if I even think you're beginning to start, I'll slap you again. Now listen to me! I have the aforementioned footage that could ruin your life as you know it. However, I'm willing to withhold this scandalous business as long as you agree to help me out." Sensing that Denise wanted her to ask a question, Jean consented with, "What do you want?" Knowing that she had her mother ensnared, Denise moved in for the kill. "You're going to be my new sex slave. Probably Neil as well, but I'll work on that later." She stared candidly at her mother. The tears that had been held back up until this point suddenly burst out across Jean's face. Sure, fucking her son had been wrong, but she could deal with that since he was male. Being her daughter's slave however seemed abhorrently evil. God! She had never even thought about being with a woman before, and now it seemed she was going to be her own daughter's sexual plaything. Impassively, Denise watched the tears flow across her mother's face. On a weird impulse, she leaned inwards until she was inches from Jean's face. Then, much to her own shock, she licked her mother's face up on the path of the tears. This only caused Jean to cry harder, but Denise was fine with that. The tears signaled her victory over her mother, and she was quite willing to enjoy their salty taste on her tongue. After a moment, Denise grew tired of the game though. She had some rather pressing needs, and, in her mother, she had found the perfect tool to satisfy them. "Now Mommy...you like to be called Mommy don't you? Well, you're going to lick my pussy now until I cum all over your face." Jean made the mistake of shaking her head, which earned her another slap in the face. She began to slowly inch her mouth towards her daughter's pussy, but evidently she wasn't fast enough to suit Denise. Denise grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face into her crotch. Standing with camera in hand, Denise now had her mother lying across the bed eating her daughter's pussy. "Lick my dripping cunt up and down Mommy," Denise commanded. Hesitantly, Jean pushed her tongue forward until it met with her daughter's sumptuous flesh. Not quite sure what to do, she began licking up and down her daughter's exposed slit. Denise shoved Jean's face harder into her crotch, which Jean interpreted as a sign that she was doing something right. In spite of herself, Jean found herself becoming aroused once again. While she was disgusted by the lesbianism she was being forced to perform, her submissive nature was making her horny. For the first time, Jean realized that she was a natural slave. Regaining some control over her lusts, Denise realized she was still filming. Training it down on her crotch, she commanded Jean, "Look at the camera." Despite herself, Jean gazed into the camera. "Now give me a long sloppy lick." Jean lowered her tongue to the bottom of her daughter's pussy, and licked slowly upwards. When she reached Denise's clit, she gave it a little flick of her tongue and leaned her head back. A thick strand of Denise's pussy juice stretched precariously from Denise's sex to her mother's tongue before it fell down Jean's chin. Surprising herself, Jean licked her lips clean of her daughter's liquid. The taste was much better than she could ever have imagined. Maybe she could get into this muffdiving business. "Don't stop, keep licking my pussy," Denise said, only not sounding quite so domineering as earlier. Leaning her face forwards, she began to eagerly comply with a gentle teasing of her daughter's clit. Rewarded with more moaning, Jean began to relish the effect she was having on her daughter. She was now staring deeply into Denise's eyes, all the while slurping her pussy. Jean smiled at the way her daughter's face had contorted until it looked as if she were about to cry. All the while, Denise never stopped filming her mother munching at her pussy. It surprised her how much Jean seemed to be enjoying herself. Denise was beyond happiness that she had her mother's lusty eyes on film. Denise anticipated using this image to get off to for a long time to come. While ecstatic with the firmness of Jean's tongue, Denise decided it was time to give another lesson in who was boss in this couple. Grabbing her mother firmly by the shoulders, she gave a strong push sending Jean onto her back on the bed. Before Jean could recover, Denise leapt onto the bed with her knees on both sides of Jean's head. Scooting forward, Denise pushed her pussy into her mother's face. Jean was very uncomfortable in this position, but she didn't dare move anywhere. Without preamble, Denise began to rub her slit up and down the whole length of her mother's pretty face. Pointing the camera briefly at her own face, Denise said, "Watch as I cream all over Mommy's face!" Denise then focused the camera on the sight of her pussy sliding across Jean's face. Jean was struggling to breathe at first, but after she relaxed a little, breathing came easier. She was now being pummeled by her daughter's pussy, and her face was becoming drenched. The smell was very strong, but somehow that only increased her burgeoning arousal. Jean began to lightly play with her pussy, unbeknownst to her preoccupied daughter. Humping her mother's face with wild abandon, Denise was lost to the world. All that was left to her was the pleasure radiating from her roiling center. Her orgasm didn't so much as burst from her pussy as explode through her entire being. The waves rolled up her body, briefly overloading thought processes. She collapsed forward with her face in the bed spread, never removing her leaking pussy from Jean's face. Later, Denise would realize that she missed filming all this as her camera hand had collapsed onto the bed along with the rest of her. While her face was already wet from Denise's lubricating fluids, the orgasm positively drenched Jean's entire face. Jean sensed when her daughter collapsed forward, but even though she was uncomfortable, she didn't move. Instead, she began lapping at Denise's pussy with her tongue, for the first time tasting the results of a woman's orgasm. Still pummeling her own pussy, Jean succeeded in bringing herself to orgasm. Trying desperately to hide it from her daughter, she was unable to stifle her body's spasms nor a slight moan. Although still recovering from her own orgasm, Denise sensed her mother's distress. Removing her knee from the right side of Jean's head, she quickly sat up to see her mother's hands busily playing with her own pussy. Secretly, Denise was glad that Jean had taken the initiative to please herself, but she was all the while determined to be her mother's dominatrix. Grabbing one of her mother's hands, she forced it up into Jean's mouth. "Mommy isn't supposed to get off without her daughter's permission," Denise began, "Lick these fucking wet fingers clean." Jean's face was a mess. Her hair was matted and stuck to her face, and her makeup had been smeared all over. There was a wet sheen covering her from Denise's orgasm. She looked like hell as she obediently licked her fingers clean of her own fluids. Jean was overcome with embarrassment as she looked straight into the camera lens once again. "My Mommy, the fucking slut," Denise crooned, "Look at her sucking in those naughty fingers. I bet you'll suck anything that I put in your mouth won't you. Well maybe I should give it a try, don't you think so Mommy?" Not knowing what to expect, but knowing what was expected of her, Jean slowly nodded her head. Denise pulled Jean's fingers out of her mouth, and crawled across the bed until she reached the pillow her mother had been fucking when she got there. Removing the camera from her hand, she set it off to the side in a position that she fervently hoped would record all the sexy fun. Leaning her head into the pillow, she took a great whiff. The smell was intoxicatingly arousing. Reaching behind her with both hands, she grabbed both of her ass cheeks.