10 comments/ 244307 views/ 57 favorites The Cure: Dose 02 By: justaweirdguy I was spooned against my mother's back when I woke up a few hours later. Carol was gone, presumably, back to her own bed. I could feel my limp cock nestled against Mom's ass. She was breathing evenly, deeply asleep. I had one arm draped over her and she had it pulled snugly against her chest. Even though I was exhausted, the feel of my naked mother, completely relaxed in my arms, made my cock begin to stiffen. The bedside lamp was still on. I moved as carefully as I could to turn it off but leaning across Mom roused her. She snuggled against me without opening her eyes. "Do you want to fuck me?" she muttered. I tried not to snicker. She asked so matter-of-factly, as if asking me if I wanted a glass of water. Half asleep, she was tending to her child and accommodating her lover at the same time. "Later," I whispered as I snapped off the light and fell back. Mom rolled over and snuggled against me, resting her head on my chest and flattening her tits against my ribs. She draped one of her legs over one of mine and curled it until her thigh was pressing against my balls. She cuddled closer, pressing her pussy against my hip. "Whenever you want, baby," she mumbled as she kissed my chest and drifted back to sleep. She was already up by the time I dragged myself out of bed in the morning. It was early enough that she and Carol should both still be home. I pulled on a t-shirt and the shorts my mother had stripped off me the night before. The door to Mom's room was open and I glanced in as I passed. She was standing at her dresser going through her jewelry box. She smiled when she saw me in the mirror. "Can you snap this for me?" she asked, holding out a bracelet. My throat went dry and my cock was pointing straight up by the time I crossed the room to where she was standing. She was dressed in a lacy pink bra and matching panties. The satin bra was built more for support than coverage. It cradled her tits without squeezing them, leaving the generous amount of flesh free to move with her every step. The cups were cut so low they barely covered her nipples. I doubted she could bend over without spilling out. I'd never seen panties like the ones she was wearing. The waistband was sheer lace, probably two inches wide and riding high on her hips. The panties themselves were satin and barely covered her. I could see her ass in the mirror as she turned to face me. The v-shaped fabric covered her trim butt like a bikini. It was much sexier than a thong since it highlighted and accentuated the graceful curve of her backside instead of simply blatantly revealing it. Mom knew the power of leaving something to the imagination. She was an experienced tease. The most impressive part of the outfit, however, was the garter belt. I've never seen a real woman in stockings before. I've always thought they were sexy in magazines and videos but to have my own mother standing inches away from me wearing a frilly white garter belt and sheer stockings was breathtaking. Her high heels made the muscles in her legs stand out. Mom's always had great legs, but seeing them incased in some of the sexiest lingerie on the planet had my cock pounding. I took the bracelet from her while she pressed her other hand against my chest, offering up her wrist. The scent of her perfume had me reeling. It was difficult to concentrate on closing the clasp while looking down at her tits slowly rising and falling with every breath. Her massaging motions and coy smile didn't make it any easier. "You look fantastic," I muttered, fumbling with the catch. I took my time, in no hurry to end our contact. "Thank you," she breathed. "I haven't worn these things in a long time. The fabric feels so good against my skin. I feel like a sexy little kitten. It's like I have my own little secret. It's fun to spend the whole day dressed like this with no one knowing." With the bracelet finally locked, she dragged her fingernail down my chest. "Except you, of course." She stepped closer, wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling herself tightly against me. "Are you going to be thinking of me today while you're in class?" she asked softly. "Absolutely," I answered. "I probably won't be able to think of anything else." She smiled brightly as she rose up on her toes and pressed her lips against my ear. "I'll be thinking of you too," she breathed. She flicked my earlobe with her tongue. "And how I'm going to suck your cock tonight when I get home." My knees nearly buckled as she ground her taut belly against my cock. "You better go get some coffee before you make me late for work," she whispered. She kissed my throat as she settled back on to her heels. "If you don't get out of here, I'm going to fuck you right now." My cock had barely receded as I sat at the kitchen table. Mom walked in dressed for work. She was wearing a green dress that I'd seen a hundred times before. It came to just above her knees but I couldn't help thinking about the bare thighs that lay above her stockings. There was something extremely erotic about knowing she was dressed like a lingerie model underneath her conservative work clothes. I wondered how many other women I encountered during the day were doing the same thing. The contrast between the hot babe I'd been cuddling a few minutes ago and the professional woman standing before me was incredible. The people in Mom's life had no idea who they were dealing with. "You know," she said, absently, "something occurred to me while I was getting dressed. "What's that?" "Since I just took my shower, this is the cleanest I'm going to be all day." I looked at her stupidly, not understanding what she was driving at. I knew for a fact she usually took another shower every evening after work. "All of me is the cleanest it's going to be all day," she hinted. I still didn't get it. She rolled her eyes and lifted the hem of her dress, working her hands underneath it. I could see her garters and stocking tops as she began rocking her hips from side to side. Her panties soon appeared. She worked them down her legs and stepped daintily out of them. She picked them up and began folding them absently. "If someone wanted to lick any part of me, right now would be a good time to do it," she said, pointedly. The light finally dawned. "I do," I volunteered. Mom smiled. "You do? What part of your mommy do you want to lick, baby?" She moved to stand beside me. Running her fingers through my hair, she tossed her panties on the table. Even though my mom had used some pretty graphic language the night before, I wasn't sure she wanted me to. "Between your legs," I mumbled. Mom moaned at the idea. "That's my pussy, baby. Do you want to lick Mommy's pussy?" "Yes," I answered. "Say it," she breathed. She bent down, pressing her forehead against mine. She rested her hand on my thigh. "Tell Mommy what you want and you can have it." She ran her tongue across my lips. "I want to lick your pussy," I whispered. "Ooh," she sighed. "You want to lick Mommy's pussy? Do you want Mommy to lie on the table and pull her dress up like a nasty little slut so you can lick her sweet little pussy?" My cock throbbed at her lewd suggestion. "Yeah, Mom," I answered, boldly. "Lay down so I can eat your pussy." She moaned and slowly stretched one leg across my lap, making sure to drag her stocking across my bare skin. She had her ass resting on the edge of the table with her crotch only inches from my face. "Push my dress up, baby," she breathed. "Take what you want. Make Mommy your slut." I put my hands on her thighs and began working the dress up to her waist. Her pussy was framed by her stockings and garters and glistened with moisture. She leaned back on her elbows as I kissed her milky thigh. "Oh, baby," she hissed. "That's so good. You're making Mommy so hot." I ran my tongue up her thigh to her hip and kissed it gently. "You smell so good, Mom," I breathed. "Your pussy smells like roses." She had teased me with her questions last night. Now it was my turn. "Do you want me to lick your pussy, Mommy?" I moved my lips closer and gave her another light, teasing kiss, making small circles with my tongue. "Oh, God," she groaned. "Yes, baby. Mommy wants you to lick her little pussy." Her breathing was becoming ragged. "I was thinking about you when I washed it this morning. I was thinking how good it would feel to have my baby lick my hot pussy." I moved my hand further up her thigh, squeezing it tightly. "Did you like having my cock in your pussy last night?" It dawned on me why my mother had been asking me the same kind of questions last night. The verbal foreplay was every bit as stimulating as the physical. My words were having as much of an effect on her as hers had on me the night before. The anticipation was as delicious as the act. The fact that we were mother and son only made it more exciting. "Did you like the way I fucked you last night?" I asked, growing bolder. "Did you like having your little boy's cock inside you?" I felt her shudder as I called myself her little boy. "Yes, baby," she moaned. "Only you're no little boy. You're Mommy's man now. You're Mommy's lover. I loved having your cock inside me. I love the way my baby fucked me with his big, hard cock." She laced her fingers in my hair. "Please, baby. Please lick Mommy's pussy." "All right, Mommy," I answered, letting my breath play across her lips. "I'll eat your pussy like a good boy. I want to taste my mommy's juices. Is your pussy wet?" Mom had one hand on her tits, squeezing her nipples through her dress. "It's so wet, baby. You've got Mommy all wet." I slid my tongue through her sparse patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair. She had only a thin strip of hair directly above her slit. I kissed one side of her mound and then the other before flicking my tongue across the lips, barely grazing them. She grunted at my teasing touch. "Oh, God," she gasped. "Please, baby. Mommy will do anything you want. Just please lick my pussy." "Oh," I chuckled. "Anything? You'll be a slutty mommy? Will you wear sexy things for me everyday? You'll be my sexy little kitten?" "Yes, baby. I'll do whatever you want. I'll be your slut. I'll be your little fuck toy." I pressed my lips against her labia and moaned, sending vibrations through her. "What a good Mommy you are," I breathed, kissing her pussy. "You smell so good and you taste so good." I licked lightly at her lips. "You're so wet, Mommy. You're pussy tastes like honey." I stiffened my tongue and slid it up her slit, just letting it flick her stiffening clitoris. I felt her fingers clinch in my hair as she tried to pull me tighter. "Oh, God," she groaned. "Lick me, sweetheart. Lick Mommy's little pussy. You're making Mommy feel so good, baby. Please put your tongue in Mommy's pussy." I let my tongue slide between her throbbing lips. "Does Mommy want her little boy to fuck her with his tongue?" I held my head still while I teased her. She was beginning to writhe on the table. "Should I stick my tongue in your pussy, Mommy?" I asked her between kisses. "Do you want to feel my tongue slipping in and out of your pussy?" Leaning forward, I pressed my mouth over her mound while I drove my tongue deeper. I could feel her clit pounding. Mom was gasping for breath as I lapped at her dripping pussy. "Watch me Mom. Look at your baby licking your hot pussy. Do you like the way your son eats you? Do you like having your pussy in my mouth?" "Yes, baby," she panted. "That's it. Stick your tongue in Mommy's pussy and lick it. Make Mommy your slut, baby. You're so good to me. You treat me just like I want. Use me, baby. You make me feel so sexy. Make Mommy your sexy little toy." She was grinding her pussy against my face as I moved my lips to her clitoris and began sucking it. I slid both thumbs to the edges of her pussy and pulled it open while continuing to caress her thighs. "Your pussy's so sweet," I muttered. "I love the taste of your Mommy juices." I drove my tongue deeper and moaned. I could feel the vibrations traveling through her. "Cum for me, Mommy," I breathed. "Let me see my slutty Mommy cumming." I bit her clit lightly and then slathered it with my tongue. She began shuddering. "That's it Mommy," I breathed, lapping at her clit. "Cum for your little boy. I want to see my mommy cumming while I lick her hot little pussy." I took her clitoris between my teeth for a moment, causing her to gasp. "You taste so good. Your pussy is so sweet. I want to lick it everyday," I groaned. "Oh my God," she moaned. "I'm cumming, baby. You're making Mommy cum with your tongue. You're such a good lover, baby. You're more than Mommy can stand. Oh, God." She fell backwards on the table shivering. Her entire body flinched and contracted as her orgasm thundered through her. She was writhing so hard I thought she was going to throw herself off the table. It took her more than a minute to get her breath back. I continued licking, kissing and stroking her thighs as she panted and moaned. I worked my hands underneath her and gave her firm butt a loving squeeze. She finally pushed me back and sat up again. Her eyes were glazed. "Oh my God," she groaned. "That was so intense. Where did you learn to treat a woman like that? I can't believe how good you are." She leaned forward and took my smiling face in both hands. "You're such a good lover," she breathed as she kissed me lightly, tasting her pussy juice on my lips. "You made Mommy very happy but I don't think I'm going to be able to walk for a few minutes." We sat, smiling happily at each other, while she got her strength back. Gentle kisses accompanied her recovery. When she was finally able to stand up she made a show of putting her panties back on, turning her back to me and pulling them tight against her smooth ass. She pressed her hand firmly against the front of them and moaned before lowering her skirt and smoothing it against her legs. "Let me suck your cock, baby," she breathed, pushing my legs apart and stroking my hard on. "You'll be late for work," I answered, arrogantly. "I don't care." She sank to her knees and began tugging at my waistband. "Please let me suck your cock. I want to feel it in my mouth." Having realized the joy of teasing and the thrill of anticipation, I decided to use my newfound power, even though my cock was pounding. "It will feel even better tonight," I answered, pushing her hand away. "I want you to be good and hungry when you get home." Mom groaned. "Please, baby," she begged. "Just let me make you cum. I want to taste it. Don't you want to fuck Mommy's mouth?" "Tonight," I answered. She made a face as she stood up. "You're so mean," she pouted. "Now I'm going to be thinking about my baby's cock all day and how much I want it. You're going to make your mommy have wet panties all day." She gave me one more kiss before turning away. I couldn't help but chuckle at her little girl petulance. "Where's Carol?" I asked, trying to keep from jumping my mom where she stood. "She left early." Mom rummaged in her purse, looking for her keys. "She's having a hard time with all of this. She's embarrassed and frustrated. "She still thinks it's just a matter of willpower. She's like an alcoholic who hasn't admitted yet that she doesn't have any control over her disease." This was my heaviest class day. That's probably fortunate since it kept me so busy I didn't have time to obsess about my mother and sister. The drudgery of yet another lecture was interrupted in the afternoon when Mom sent a picture of herself from the waist down to my cell phone. She was sitting on the edge of a desk with her legs crossed. There was just a hint of her stocking top showing. The guy sitting next to me in class saw it and asked who she was. "My mo... girlfriend," I answered. "Lucky bastard," he grunted and went back to taking notes. Didn't I know it. I was surprised to find Carol fuming on the couch when I got home after class. She was still wearing the denim skirt and tank top that I assumed she'd worn to school. Having seen Mom in stockings this morning, I guessed my sister was wearing pantyhose since the skirt was too short to cover any garters, especially when she had her legs crossed like now. She was kicking the top leg a mile a minute causing the muscles in her thigh to contract and relax. She had her arms folded under her boobs, pressing them upward. "We need to talk," she snapped. She was clearly pissed. I wasn't sure why. "Okay." I tossed my keys into the bowl by the door and sat down next to her. She shifted away from me. "What's the matter?" Her eyes blazed. "You know damn well what the matter is." I wasn't about to fall for that one. "Sorry. I can't read minds." "You keep fucking me." "You keep asking me to." "That doesn't mean you have to. How am I supposed to get over this if you keep fucking me?" "Mom says you're not going to get over it." "Not if you keep fucking me. I need to stop cold turkey." "So stop." We were practically nose-to-nose. I couldn't believe I was arguing with her about her begging me to fuck her. The anger that had been fueling her suddenly ran out. She collapsed into tears. "I can't," she sobbed. She leaned into me, pressing her face against my shoulder. "I can't stand it," she moaned. "It's all I think about. I fight it as hard as I can but then I break down." She sat up, wiping her eyes. "It's like trying to will yourself not to blink. You can do it for a little while but sooner or later you're going to have to give in and you know it. "It gets so bad that I have to do something. I keep playing with myself, hoping that if I make myself cum I'll stop thinking about it. But it doesn't work. It just makes it worse. What am I going to do?" she sobbed. I didn't want to see my little sister in tears, but I didn't know how to help her. She buried her face in my shoulder while I stroked her hair and tried to comfort her. "Why don't you get another boyfriend? I'm sure there are lots of guys in school who want to take you out." "Don't you think I've thought of that?" she sniffed, slapping my shoulder. "I'm horny, not stupid." "So?" "It's not the same." "The same as what?" I was genuinely confused. It seemed like a simple enough solution to me. Carol hesitated. She at up and dabbed her eyes before lowering her head. I felt like we were finally getting to what was really bothering her. "It's not the same as with you," she mumbled. Of all the answers she could have given, that was the one I least expected. "Even when I'm with another guy, I'm thinking of you," she muttered. "It's not right for a girl to think of her brother that way." She finally looked up at me and shrugged. Her eyes were red and still teary. "You're the one I want to be with and that's wrong. I fantasize about fucking you and that drives me crazy. Then, when I finally give in and do it, I feel guilty. Then, a day later I'm right back to wanting to fuck you again. Mom was right. I have to fuck. But you're the only one I want to fuck and that's killing me." I didn't know how to respond. She had a point. What we had done, at least in our culture, is taboo. Mom and I had managed to get over society's restrictions but, clearly, Carol hadn't. I don't know if we were more pragmatic than her and saw a happy solution to a physical problem or if we were just more perverse. "When I came downstairs naked the other night, don't you think I knew what I was doing?" Carol asked. "Why do you think I was so out of control? It wasn't because I missed Dave. It was because I wanted you and it was driving me crazy. I keep wanting the one man in the world that I can't have. I've wanted to fuck you for a long time. I still do. That's why I'm mad. There are thousands of guys out there that I could fuck. Why are you the only one I want?" The Cure: Dose 02 "Maybe it's because I'm so cute?" I offered hoping being a smartass big brother would lighten the mood. Carol snorted and took another swing at me. "It's not funny. Besides, you're butt ugly." I crossed my arms in front of me as if to ward off another blow. "I can try to be less charming if you think that will help." "Stop making fun of me," she grumped. I hadn't solved her problem but at least I'd gotten her to stop crying. "It's up to you," I answered, honestly. "No one's going to make you do anything you don't want to do. At the same time, I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do to help you. How you deal with your condition is up to you. Whatever you decide is fine with me. But you're going to have to do something. I just don't want you hiding out in your room all the time." "That's just it," she answered, leaning against me again. "I can't do the one thing I want to do." I didn't know how to respond. My hot little sister was snuggled next to me, resting her head on my shoulder and complaining that she couldn't fuck me even though she wanted to. Even though I was trying to be sympathetic to her plight, having her pressed against me in her short skirt and confessing that she wanted to fuck me was making my cock stiffen She wedged herself tighter against me, pressing into my shoulder. "See?" she asked. "My nipples are hard just from being around you. Even now I want to fuck you. How am I supposed to deal with this?" She moved her hand to my thigh. "It's not like I can just stop seeing you. I see you everyday." She looked up at me with doe-like eyes. "It's driving me crazy," she breathed. "Every time I see you my pussy starts gushing." She uncrossed her legs, spreading her knees slightly as if to relieve the pressure between her legs. "I can't help it," she groaned, moving her hand to my cock. "I want you to fuck me Robbie." She shifted her body until she was facing me. Her skirt rode up in the process revealing her muscular thighs wrapped tightly in her nylons. I couldn't resist putting my hand on the nearest leg as she continued to massage my growing hard on. "Please," she whispered as she kissed my cheek. She used the hand that wasn't squeezing my cock to stroke my face. "When I heard you fucking Mom in your room last night, I couldn't stand it. I was wishing it was me you were pounding your cock into. That's why I came in. I laid in bed, playing with my pussy while I listened to the two of you until I just couldn't stand it anymore. I had to have your cock." She moved her lips to my ear and whispered, "It felt so good to suck your cock last night. I loved having it in my mouth and I loved feeling your cum going down my throat." She leaned away from me just long enough to pull her tank top over her head revealing her lacy white bra. Her tits spilled over the top of the cups creating an enticing cleavage. I could see her nipples straining against the fabric. "I need you, Robbie," she whispered, again leaning into me. "It's like Mom said. It's not just that I want you to fuck me; I need you to fuck me." She pressed her hand against my groin massaging it slowly. "No one can satisfy me the way you do. I need to feel your big, hard cock inside me." She climbed on to her knees and unzipped her skirt. Sliding it down her legs, she slithered out of it. She wasn't wearing panties and I could see her bald pussy through the sheer pantyhose. There was a definite damp spot in the nylon. She draped herself across my lap, in the classic make out position, and slid her tongue across my lips. "Do you like my tits," she asked softly. "Of course," I answered. "They're beautiful." She nipped at my lips. "Why don't you take my bra off?" She leaned into me and nuzzled my neck as I unhooked her bra. She pulled away just enough to slide it off, before pressing her chest against me again and biting my earlobe. "Squeeze them for me," she whispered. "Like you did the other night. Pinch my nipples." I cupped one of her firm globes and massaged it gently as she continued to purr. "That's it, baby," she moaned. "That feels so good." She parted my lips with her tongue. I gladly accepted it into my mouth. She slipped it between my teeth and stroked my tongue with it. We were both breathing heavier. "You're a good kisser," she whispered. "You too," I answered, moving my tongue into her mouth where she sucked and massaged it gently. She was moaning with pleasure as I stretched her nipple between my fingers. "Ooh," she giggled. "That feels so good. I love having your hands on me." She moved her lips to my neck. "It feels so good to have my handsome big brother playing with my tits." I slid my hand down her naked back and caressed her ass through her pantyhose. "Yeah, Robbie," she breathed. "Squeeze my ass. That feels so nice. Feel your little sister's ass. Does it feel good? Do you like playing with your little sister?" She pulled herself tighter against me. "You can kiss my tits if you want to," she sighed. I lowered my lips to one nipple and licked it gently. Carol groaned at the contact. "Bite it," she whispered. "Bite your little sister's nipple." I took it between my teeth and nipped it lightly. Carol shuddered and pulled my face up to hers. She slid her tongue into my mouth for several seconds before moving it back to my neck. The feel of my sister kissing and nibbling my throat while pressed against me wearing only a pair of sheer pantyhose and high heel sandals was driving me wild. I slid my hand up and down her body, savoring the contrast between her smooth skin and the silky fabric. My cock pounded as she slid her tongue along my jaw. "Fuck me, Robbie," she moaned. "I need my big brother's cock in me. Nobody can make me feel the way you do. You're the only man I want. I want to be your little slut, baby." She took my wrist and slid my hand to her pussy. "Feel how wet I am, baby. You're making my pussy drool for you. Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to stick your big, hard cock in your little sister and fuck her like a whore? Do you want me to be a whore for you Robbie?" I groaned as she sat up and moved her lips to my ear and her hand to my cock. "Do you want to fuck me here on the couch like you did the other night?" She fell back against the arm rest and spread her legs wide. Her nylons shimmered in the afternoon light. Smiling up at me, she moved her hand to her crotch. "Is this what you want? Do you want your little sister to play with her pussy for you?" My eyes almost jumped out of my head as she dug her fingers into the fabric of her pantyhose and began tearing the crotch. "Fuck me, baby," she moaned as she pulled the fragile fabric apart, making a hole. She continued to tear at them until her pussy was freed. "Please, Robbie," she panted. "I need you to fuck me." She slipped one finger into her dripping cunt. "I'll make it good for you, baby. I'll fuck you just like Mom did. My pussy's nice and tight. Look how wet it is." She pulled her finger out of her pussy and licked it clean. "Do you like that? Do you like seeing me play with my pussy and lick my own pussy juice?" She slid one hand to her tit and began pinching her nipple while using the other hand to tease her clitoris. "Oh, God," she moaned. "My pussy's so hot for you, baby. I'm so wet. Please, Robbie. Please fuck me. Let me wrap my legs around you with my pantyhose on. I love being fucked while I'm wearing nylons. It feels so sexy." Unable to resist my begging sister, I pushed myself off the couch and pulled my t-shirt over my head. Carol continued to play with her pussy and tits while I undid my belt. "Yeah, baby," she moaned. "Show me that big, hard cock. Show little Carol what you've got for her." I slid my jeans and boxers down my legs and stumbled to get out of them. My cock slapped against my belly as I struggled to get my pants off so I could fuck my little sister. Finally naked, I climbed onto the couch between her legs. She slid them up and down my hips. "Does that feel good?" she asked. "Do you like feeling my pantyhose on you?" I leaned forward and kissed her nipple. She groaned and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me tighter. "Yeah, baby," she breathed. "Suck my tits. Bite them, baby. I love it." I slid forward, pressing my cock against her mound. "Is this what you want?" I asked, doing a little teasing of my own. "Do you want your big brother to fuck you?" "Oh, God yes," she answered, wrapping one hand around my throbbing cock. "Put it in me, baby. Make me your slut. Fuck me like a whore, Robbie. I'll do anything you want." I pulled back, stretching the nipple I had between my teeth. "You'll stop hiding in your room?" "Yes," she gasped. "I'll do whatever you say. I'll be your little fuck toy. I'll fuck you or suck you whenever you want. Just please, Robbie. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard." She wrapped her nylon-encased legs around my waist pulling my cock toward her. "Please, baby," she whimpered. "Please fuck me." I let the head of my cock slide between her quivering cunt lips. She sighed as I penetrated her. I stopped short of pounding her and asked, "Are you going to be my slut? Are you going to be your brother's little fuck toy?" "Yes," she answered. Her voice was getting shrill. "Please make me your slut. Let me be your whore, Robbie. I want to be a slut for you. I'll dress up like a whore and act like a slut. You can treat me anyway you want to. Whatever you want, I'll do it. Just, please fuck me now." I let my cock slide deeper into her slobbering pussy. "You feel so good, baby," I whispered as I nuzzled her neck. "Your pussy's so wet and tight." "It's all for you, Robbie," she panted, thrusting her hips up to meet me. "Nobody gets my pussy now but you. I'm all yours." Hearing her call my name and the feel of her ripped pantyhose added another dimension to the sensations I was feeling. I'd never fucked a woman in nylons before. "What about Mom?" I teased. "Does she get your pussy too?" I was in her to the hilt and ground my groin against hers. "If you want her to. I loved the way she licked my pussy. I've never been with a woman before. I've never had anyone lick me the way she did. It felt wonderful. Is that what you want? Do you want me to be a slut for Mom too? Do you want me to eat her pussy?" I slid my cock almost completely out of her before slamming it home. She yelped as I pounded it into her. "Oh God," she cried. "That's fantastic. You're cock is so big, baby. It's so hard. I've never had a cock like this before. Give it to me, baby. Fuck me hard. I'll do anything you want. I want to eat Mom's pussy. I want to lick her while you fuck me." "You do?" I asked as I slid my cock in and out of her. She matched my rhythm as we sped up. We were both gasping for breath. "You want to eat Mom's pussy?" I panted. "I ate it this morning. It was wonderful." "Oh, yes, Robbie. Fuck me," she grunted. "Fuck me hard. Cum in my pussy, baby. Cum in your slutty little sister's pussy. I want to feel your cum. You make me feel so good. I want your cum. I want to taste it. I want it all over me. I want to feel it on my tits and my ass and my face. I want to lick it out of Mom's pussy." We were both breathing too hard to talk anymore. Our rhythm had become frenzied and we pounded against each other driving my cock as deeply into my little sister as I could. I was beginning to sweat and Carol was biting and licking her lips as she panted beneath me. She had her eyes closed as if dreaming. I could see a smile playing across her mouth. "Oh, God," she gasped. "I'm cumming. Robbie, I'm cumming. I'm cumming with my big brother's cock in me. Oh, God, Robbie. Cum for me. Cum in my hot little pussy, Robbie. Fill me with your cum, baby." She locked her legs behind my back and dug her face into my shoulder as she stiffened. Her whole body clinched and she held her breath as her orgasm overwhelmed her. It was more than I could stand. I slammed my cock as deeply into her as I could and shot my wad. I must have sprayed five or six ropes of boiling cum into her. When we both started breathing again it was in gasps. I collapsed on top of her as she went limp. "Oh my God," she panted, stroking my hair. "That was incredible. You're so good, baby. You fill me up so much. I've never been fucked like that." I was too spent to respond. I could only grunt my agreement. It took us several minutes to catch our breath. Carol continued to stroke my hair with her fingers and my hips with her pantyhosed legs. "That was unbelievable," she sighed. "I'm never going to be able to give you up." She kissed my ear. "The hell with what anyone thinks. I'd rather be happy by our rules than miserable by theirs." I pushed myself off of her and rolled on to the floor. She giggled as I lay there naked and sweaty. "Glad to hear it," I mumbled. "I don't think I could give you up either. I'm hooked." She rolled off the couch and landed with her legs straddling my waist. Her tits were in my face. "You're fantastic," she breathed, lowering her lips to mine. "No one's ever fucked me like that. I can't believe what a good lover you are and how long it took me to appreciate it." She was showering kisses all over my face and giggling at the same time. "No one's ever going to fuck me again except you. You're all I want." My naked little sister was as happy as I'd seen her in some time. So was I. "I can't wait until Mom gets home," she laughed. "Everything's perfect." Carol and I had both managed to shower and dress by the time Mom got home from work. I was watching TV and Carol was in her room when Mom came in through the back door. "I'm home," she shouted. "In here," I answered. She'd already shed her dress by the time she reached me. Her bra, panties, garter belt and stockings were just as alluring as they had been this morning. I was on the couch with my feet on the coffee table, which is definitely against house rules. Mom didn't mention it as she practically threw herself against me. "Now, baby," she panted, pulling her bra straps down. Her tits spilled out of the cups. She apparently didn't have time to remove the bra and just left it hanging around her waist. I could see that her nipples were standing straight out. "I've got to suck your cock right now," she moaned, pressing her lips against mine. Her fingers went to the waistband of my shorts and began tugging them down. I was barely able to lift my ass before she had them down to my ankles and off. She put her hands on my shoulders and turned me until I was laying on the couch. Climbing between my legs, she had my cock in her mouth before it had even had time to stiffen. "Jesus, Mom," I gasped. "Mm," she purred, with her nose in my pubic hair. I thought she was going to tear my cock off. She slathered it with her tongue as it grew. "That's it, baby. Get hard for Mommy. Fuck Mommy's face," she moaned. She moved her lips to my balls, licking and kissing them in a near frenzy. One hand slid up and down my cock while the other one pushed my t-shirt up so she could stroke my chest. "Oh, God," she moaned. "I've been thinking about this all day. Don't ever do that to me again." I couldn't help chuckling at her. I wasn't sure my ego couldn't take much more of this. First Carol had begged me to fuck her and now my own mother was practically raping me. I wanted to tell her that her daughter was feeling better but nothing seemed more important to her right now than getting my cock down her throat. She shoved it back in her mouth and began bobbing her head. I could see her cheeks cave in as she sucked with all her might. "Yeah, Mom," I breathed, finally able to enjoy the sensation after her sudden attack. "Suck your boy's cock." I wrapped my fingers in her hair to slow her down. She was gasping for air through her nose with her lips wrapped tightly around me. "You like that, don't you?" I asked arrogantly. "You like having your son's cock in your mouth, don't you" "Oh God, yes," she gasped. "I haven't been able to think about anything else all day. After you ate my pussy this morning, I couldn't wait to have you cum in my mouth." "Poor Mommy," I laughed. "Can't get enough of her little boy's cock." She didn't answer. She took my cock down her throat instead, holding it there while she squeezed my balls. She moved her other hand to her tits and began twisting her nipples. I slowly began humping against her while she moaned. "Do you want my cum, Mommy? Do you want your baby to cum in your mouth?" She could only groan her answer. "Suck my cock, then," I breathed, throwing my head back and closing my eyes. "Suck your son's cock and make him cum down your throat," I grunted. I could feel my orgasm building. Mom must have felt my balls tightening. She released them and began stroking my cock while pumping it in and out of her mouth. She didn't want my cum in her throat. She wanted it in her mouth where she could taste it. I don't know why, but just as I felt my orgasm explode, I pulled her hair causing her mouth to cum off my cock. She continued to pump it with her hand as she gasped. The first shot hit her in one eye. I could feel my pulse pounding in my temples as the second landed on one cheek and sprayed all the way across her nose to the other. The third landed on her chin as she began sliding my heaving cock back and forth across her face. "Oh, God," she cried. "Yes, baby. Cum on my face. Cum all over Mommy's face." I released her hair and clutched at the back of the couch while I shuddered. She pumped my cock furiously as I sprayed as much cum as I could across her beautiful face. It was dripping from her by the time I collapsed. I'd never had a full-body orgasm before. I was gasping for breath. She took me back in her mouth and pumped slowly, draining the last drops into her mouth. Still splayed between my legs, she finally released my cock and began scooping my cum from her face to her mouth, making purring noises. "Oh," she whispered, "so good. Such sweet cum." She slid her fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean before moving them back to her face for more. "Such a good boy," she mewed. "So good to his mother. So much cum for Mommy. So good to his little slut." Once she'd eaten all my cum she let her head fall on my hip. She pulled the head of my cock to her mouth and kissed and licked it while she caught her breath. She finally opened her eyes and looked up at me. She took my cock out of her mouth long enough to smile. "So, how was school?" she asked. The Cure: Dose 03 I've learned some amazing things about my mom and my sister, and even myself, over the past few weeks. Having given their nymphomania free rein, Carol and Mom are happily exploring their sexuality, both with me and each other. They've begun teasing me (and possibly each other) by wearing frilly lingerie and nightgowns around the house every evening, creating a good-natured competition to see which one of them can be the most seductive. Since I can see either one of them nude anytime I want, they wear things that are more suggestive than simply revealing. Carol has adopted Mom's philosophy that lingerie should leave something to the imagination. Bras, panties, garters, bustiers, babydolls, nightgowns, even their street clothes are meant to pique my interest rather than assault my eyes. They both have long, lean legs which they flaunt and accentuate by frequently wearing stockings, short skirts and high heels. They're both adventuresome and like to experiment with different scenarios; not silly role-playing, countess-and-the-stablehand games but more sophisticated fantasy games. For example, I'd have never guessed my little sister occasionally likes to play rough. She surprised me the first time she straddled my lap wearing a t-shirt with a notch cut into the collar. It wasn't the usual sort of thing she wore around the house. I was already getting used to seeing her and mom in sheer nylon, lace and satin. I was sitting on the couch with my feet on the coffee table staring blankly at the TV when she came downstairs and threw one of her legs over mine. She was in her little girl persona; no makeup, lush, blonde hair in pigtails. A light dusting of baby powder made her smell fresh and innocent. She likes to tease me by acting as if she doesn't know she how enticing she is. Her eyes sparkled as she knee-walked her way to my crotch. It was late afternoon and the sun was giving the room a hazy glow. We'd fucked that morning before school and I was almost dozing when she climbed on me. "What happened to your shirt?" I asked as I slid my hands up and down her smooth thighs with a sleepy grin. She raised the hem to her waist exposing the lacy panties she was wearing. I saw there was another notch at the bottom of the shirt. They'd clearly been cut with scissors. "It's just an old shirt," she breathed, leaning in to kiss me. She ran her tongue across my lips before moving it to my ear. "I don't mind if it gets torn," she whispered. She nipped my earlobe as she ground her pussy against my rising cock. Her tongue darted into my ear and I could feel her warm breath on my neck. I almost shivered at her seductiveness. I could tell the shirt wasn't old. It still had creases in it from where it had been folded in the package. I suspected she'd bought a pack of three and the other two were somewhere in her room. She squirmed against me as I slid my hands under the shirt and caressed her naked tits. Her nipples sprang up under my fingers. "Ooh," she purred as I tweaked them. She moved her hands to my hair and began stroking it. I pulled my hands from under the shirt and moved them to the collar. "You're sure you don't mind if this gets torn?" I asked, suspecting what she wanted. "No," she whispered, sliding her moist tongue around my ear. "The panties are old too." She gasped as I began to pull the fabric apart. It was then that I realized she'd notched the reinforced collar and hem to make the oversized shirt easier to tear. The material began to give way with a sharp ripping noise. I could feel her cunt spasm. "Do it," she breathed. "Tear it off me, Robbie. Tear my clothes off and fuck me like an animal." She sat up as I jerked at the shirt, tearing it to just below her heaving tits. Her breathing was already becoming rapid. Her nipples were so hard they looked like cherry pits. "Oh, God," she gasped. I'd never do anything to hurt Carol but I could see that my rough handling was exciting her so I upped the ante. Instead of pulling the fabric apart, I pulled it away from her body, making her lunge forward. She leaned backwards causing the cloth to pull away from her quivering body. Her firm 36-C tits were soon completely exposed. "Rip it, Robbie," she groaned. "Treat me like a slut. Tear my clothes off and fuck me like a whore, baby. Fuck me like the slut I am." She was bucking against my cock as I grabbed the bottom of the shirt and tore it open the rest of the way. It hung on her in rags as she gasped for breath. "Oh, God yes," she groaned, moving her hands to her tits. She pinched her nipples viciously. "I'm your slut, baby. Take me. Use me, Robbie." I took the hem in my hands and began pulling it apart. I made sure I pulled my shivering little sister first one way and then the other. I gave her the rough treatment she wanted while being sure not to let things get out of hand. I didn't want her bruised at the end of our play. I have to admit a certain lustful thrill at treating her like a ragdoll. She grunted and gasped as she slid off my lap onto the couch. Her shirt was in rags with only a thin strip of material across her taut stomach holding it in place. Her lacy panties were clearly soaked. I climbed up on my knees, my cock throbbing and hooked my fingers under the waistband. "Cut them off," Carol gasped, flailing one arm in the direction of the coffee table. I hadn't noticed the pair of blunt-nosed scissors there until then. She must have planned this scene carefully to have them in place for just this moment. I leered at her as I reached for them. She was panting, a wild look in her eyes. She looked so vulnerable with her scant covering in tatters. Her pigtails had fallen and her thick, blonde hair was tossled from my mock assault. Her tits heaved as she gasped for breath. It wasn't exactly a rape fantasy since she wasn't resisting me. It was more of a domination scenario. Carol made it clear she wanted to be treated like a submissive slut. She apparently wanted to be manhandled. I was excited to be playing the role of tormentor. I pressed the cold steel of the scissors against her quivering thigh, causing her to gasp and bite her lip. Moving slowly, I slid them up her leg and under the waistband of her panties. I was very careful to make sure I didn't scratch her. Her eyes flashed and she was gasping for breath. I slowly snipped the waistband on one side causing it to snap. Her panties now hung by only the thin strip of elastic around her other luscious hip. I made a show of dragging the scissors across her lower abdomen, only inches from her bald and oozing pussy. She groaned as the steel slid across her skin. I could see goosebumps. I slid the scissors under the waistband, ready to cut the final thread holding her panties in place and then hesitated. I wanted to fulfill her fantasy as best I could. I tried to look menacing. "Whose slut are you?" I asked softly in my most domineering voice. "Yours, Robbie," Carol panted. "Only yours." "Whose pussy is this?" I snarled as I cupped her mound. I slipped one finger between the lips. Her fluids were hot and flowing freely. "Yours, baby. It's all yours. All of me is all yours," my sister groaned. She licked her lush lips in anticipation. "I'm your fuck toy. My body is your toy, baby." "Whose cock do you want to suck?" "I'm your slut," she panted. "I'll do anything you want. I'll suck your cock. I'll fuck you anytime, anywhere." "You're damn right you will," I said with as much ferocity as I could manage. The scissors bit into the remaining fabric as Carol twitched. The elastic snapped causing the lacy crotch of her panties to slide off her mound, leaving her completely exposed and vulnerable. Carol was almost in tears with excitement. I'd never seen her so turned on. She twisted one nipple as she stabbed her free hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit furiously. It must have been the idea of being utterly helpless and terrified at the hands of a supposedly ruthless attacker that sent her over the edge. She shuddered and gasped as she furiously masturbated herself to a shattering orgasm. She stiffened and stopped breathing, her eyes screwed tightly shut. Her bottom lip was trapped between perfect teeth as she shivered and twitched. I thought she was going to pass out before her eyes snapped open and she began gulping huge lungsful of air. "Oh, God," she panted over and over again. "Oh, God, Robbie. Fuck me. Fuck your little slut. Please, Robbie. Please fuck me hard." I pushed myself off the couch and stood near her head. "Take my cock out," I demanded, playing the role of callous tormentor in contrast to her helpless waif. Still gasping, Carol reached for my waistband and pulled my shorts down to mid-thigh. My cock snapped up to my belly, pulsing wildly at the sight of my breathless sister at my mercy wearing only a shredded t-shirt. She'd convinced me early in our new relationship to let her shave my genitalia. Now we showered together often enough that she kept my cock and balls completely smooth as a matter of routine. The sensation of fucking her and Mom with no coarse hair coming between us was incredible. "Do you want to suck my cock, you slut?" I asked her, roughly. "Yes, Robbie," she panted. "Let me suck your cock. Let little Carol suck her big brother's hard cock." "Beg for it," I demanded, thrusting my pounding hard on in her face. "Please, baby." She stroked my shaft furiously as she looked up into my eyes. "Let me suck your big, hard cock. Let me take it down my throat." She leaned forward and kissed the head, whimpering. "I want to feel your hard cock in my mouth, Robbie. I want to be your slut and suck your big, fat cock. Please, baby. Please let me suck your cock," she pleaded. "Suck it, slut," I answered. She licked the head of my cock, holding it with one hand, while massaging my balls with the other. "Um," she purred. "So good. Such a big, hard cock for little Carol. I love feeling your cock in my mouth. I love it when you fuck my face, Robbie. Shove your cock down my throat. Fuck me like a whore. Treat me like an animal, baby." I let her slobber on my cock for a couple of minutes, taking it down her throat and then releasing it so she could lick the head before again taking it in her mouth. She ran her tongue up and down the length of it, panting as she kissed and fondled it. "You want to be fucked like an animal?" I demanded. "Then stand up and put your hands on the arm of the couch. Bend over like a slut so I can fuck you from behind." Carol scrambled to her feet and did as I told her, bending over and putting her hands on the arm of the couch. The remains of her t-shirt hung in rags around her shoulders. Her shredded panties fell to the floor when she stood up. We'd fucked in this position before, but never with her at my mercy the way she was now. "That's it slut. Bend over like the whore you are. Stuff my cock in your pussy." I leaned over her and mauled her tits. She was groaning in anticipation. She reached between her legs and found my shaft as I ground it against the back of her thighs. She pointed the head at her dripping slit and pushed back against it. It took only a couple of strokes before I was buried in her oozing cunt. "Oh, God, yes," she panted. "Fuck me, Robbie. Fuck your little sister. Treat me rough. Take what you want, baby. Fuck your whore. Fuck her like the animal she is. Treat me like an animal, Robbie. Slap my ass and ride me." I took her hips roughly and pulled her against me, pounding my cock as deeply into her as I could. "You like that, slut? You like having your big brother's cock in your pussy? You like being a whore, a slut for your brother? Whose whore are you? Whose cunt is this?" "Yours," she cried. "I belong to you, baby. I'm all yours. Nobody fucks me but you. My pussy, my ass, my mouth, it all belongs to you, Robbie. I'm your whore," she wailed. "I'm your slut. Fuck your slut, baby. Fuck her like an animal." I used my thumbs to spread her ass and pounded my cock into my sister's drooling cunt with all the strength I had. I could feel it spasming around my throbbing cock. Carol grunted with each thrust as I did my best to drive my cock out her mouth. Her tits wobbled forward and back under my ruthless assault. I grabbed one of her nipples and twisted it while I hammered at her dripping pussy. I was practically lifting her off the floor with each thrust. We were both gasping for breath as she did her best to keep her balance while I pounded her. Her hair hung in sweaty strands around her face as she occasionally swallowed to keep from drooling on the couch. The fresh smell of baby powder had been replaced by the heady smell of hot, frenzied sex. I was fucking my sister just the way she wanted it, like an animal. "Oh, God, Robbie," she panted. "I'm cumming. You're big cock is making me cum again. Cum in my pussy, baby. Shoot your hot cum in my pussy. Fill me with it." I continued slamming my cock into her until I felt her knees begin to buckle. Her orgasm was racing through her and she was gasping raggedly. Instead of cumming in her pussy, I spun her around and let her collapse. She sat splayed on the floor, her pussy throbbing and oozing. Her heaving tits peeked out from her tattered t-shirt. She was moaning as I grabbed a handful of her tangled hair and pulled her head up. I used my other hand to furiously pound my cock soaked with her juices. She was still gasping for breath as the first shot of my cum sprayed across her face. "Take my cum, you slut," I grunted as I fisted my cock and pressed it against her cheek. I sprayed a rope of creamy cum between her slack lips. It pooled in her mouth as the next shot landed across her perfect nose and covered one eye. She tried to swallow what was in her mouth but couldn't while she was panting. The next shot of my boiling cum landed on her chin where it hung in a slimy strand. "You want to be treated like an animal?" I panted. "I'll give you what you want. I'll treat you like the slut you are. I'll cum all over you." "Oh, God," she moaned. "Yes, Robbie. Cum all over me." She slid one hand to her cunt and began finger fucking herself furiously. "Soak me with your cum. I'm your little cum slut, baby. Use me like the fuck toy I am. Fuck me and cum all over me. That's all I want. I want to be your toy, your slut. Make me your whore, baby." I finally released my cock and slid it between her lips. She sucked it greedily, making sure she got every drop of my cum. When she finished I pulled my cock free and left her panting on the floor. A happy, if somewhat dazed, smile played across her full lips. I continued our role play by leaving her in a heap on the floor covered in my cum. Having had my pleasure I walked away without a second thought of her comfort or satisfaction. "That was incredible," she sighed as she slumped backward against the couch, exhausted. Carol and Mom kissed and caressed each other while we made love gently later that night as if to reestablish our loving relationship. Mom agreed that being dominated occasionally is fun when all involved understand it's only a fantasy. That night she taught us the concept of a "safety word." Now anytime any of us wants to stop whatever's happening, we only have to utter "checkmate," and everyone freezes. Carol hasn't had to coach me since then. Anytime I see a conveniently placed pair of scissors or my younger sister in a t-shirt with a couple of notches cut in it, I know exactly what she wants and am more than happy to give it to her. Mom, on the other hand, is more subtle. While Carol's aggressive and athletic, Mom likes to take things more slowly and savor the moment. It's the difference between a Ferrari and a limousine. Both have their advantages. We've all three moved into Mom's bedroom since her king-sized bed is the only one in the house that can accommodate all three of us. I usually sleep in the middle. No matter which way I turn I have a warm and willing body to caress. One of the things I've learned about myself during the past few weeks is that I'm something of a voyeur. I've also learned that Mom and Carol are accomplished exhibitionists. We've worked out a number of signals which enable us to express our wishes. Carol's scissors, for example. She makes her desires known and it's up to me to decide whether I want to participate. It saves her the embarrassment of having to ask and gives me an easy out if I'm not interested. Of course, I always am. The last thing any of us want is to feel like we're forcing ourself on the others. Our signals give us a way to let our partners know what we'd like without feeling like we're making them do something they don't want to do. Both Mom and Carol like to occasionally stir things up by grabbing the center position on the bed. We all know what that simple rearrangement of bodies means. One of my incredible ladies is in the mood for a little girl-on-girl affection. I'm always welcome to join in but I know the action's going to start between the two of them. On this particular night, Mom was in the middle. She and Carol were already in a loose embrace by the time I reached the bedroom. Mom was in a purple baby doll and Carol was wearing a red floor-length gown that was split up one side all the way to her curvaceous hip. They both smiled up at me as I climbed into bed. They looked beautiful and I could smell a musky undertone to the light perfume they were both wearing. It had been an evening of endless teasing as they'd moved around the house pretending I wasn't even there. I'd been given several lingering peeks at heaving cleavage and well-turned thighs. Even though both women's nipples were making impressive peaks in the fabric, their low cut gowns were just thick enough that I couldn't see any skin through them. Knowing that Carol's hairless pussy was completely naked under her long gown and occasional flashes of Mom's bikini panties kept my cock pounding for hours. Any attempts on my part to initiate any contact had been gently rebuffed. I was meant to look but not touch. That restriction was dropped once we reached the bedroom. I think they might have actually been teasing themselves as well as me by making me keep my hands to myself. "Want to join us?" Mom asked coyly. Carol was running one manicured finger up and down Mom's flat stomach. "Don't mind me," I answered with a smile. "We don't," Carol answered, pulling Mom to her. Their lips met in a gentle kiss. Mom sighed as Carol's hand slid to her breast, cupping it firmly. "I love your tits, Mom," she whispered. "I wish mine were as big as yours." Mom slid one leg between Carol's and pushed herself up on her hands. "Yours are perfect, honey," Mom answered. Carol slid one spaghetti strap off Mom's shoulder, freeing one of her tits. Mom lowered it to her lips and Carol licked the stiff nipple hungrily. "Ooh, baby," Mom moaned. "That feels so good. Lick Mommy's nipple, honey. Suck it like you did when you were a baby." Carol took Mom's engorged nipple between her teeth and tugged it gently. Mom squealed at the sensation. "Ooh, you're such a bad girl," Mom giggled. "Biting your Mommy's nipple like that." Mom ran her hand up Carol's naked thigh and caressed her hip. "You're making Mommy's pussy wet, baby," Mom cooed. "Mine too," Carol answered. "Feel my pussy, Mommy. Feel how wet you're making me." Mom slid her hand across Carol's leg and teased her slit with one finger. Carol squirmed and spread her legs, not caring that I was getting an eyeful of her bald lips. "Oh, God, Mom," she groaned. "Quit teasing me. You know what I want." "Tell me, baby. Tell Mommy what you want her to do." Mom lowered herself onto one elbow as she stroked Carol's pussy. She pressed her lips against her daughter's ear. "Tell Mommy what you want, Baby. Mommy will do anything for you but you have to tell her what you want." The Cure: Dose 03 "I love it when you lick my pussy, Mommy," Carol whimpered. "I want to feel your tongue on my little pussy." Mom smiled as she moved her lips to Carol's neck and kissed her softly. "You want Mommy to lick your pussy, baby? You want Mommy to fuck your hot, juicy little pussy with her tongue? Is that what you want, sweetheart?" Mom's hand continued to tease Carol's oozing slit as she talked. Carol squirmed against it, trying to press her pussy harder against Mom's palm. "Please, Mommy," she begged as she pinched one of her own nipples. "I need it. I need to feel your tongue on my pussy. Your tongue feels almost as good inside me as Robbie's big, hard cock." "You like your brother's cock, don't you?" Mom teased. She looked at me as she spoke. My cock was tenting the silk boxers she'd laid out for me. "Just look at it," she whispered. "Look at how big and hard it is. Robbie's got a nice big cock for both of his slutty girls," Mom continued. She moved one hand to the strap on Carol's gown and pulled it off her shoulder, exposing one of her heaving tits. She lowered her lips to her daughter's nipple and kissed it lightly. I could see one of her fingers move into the folds of Carol's pussy. Carol gasped as Mom tickled her clitoris. "Do you like sucking Robbie's cock, baby?" Mom asked. "Do you like it when your brother fucks you? I love having your brother's big, fat cock in my pussy. I bet you do too." "Oh, God, Mom," Carol grunted. She twisted Mom's nipple as she shivered. "You know I love Robbie's cock. I love fucking it and sucking it. Play with my pussy, Mommy. Please, Mommy. Please eat me. My pussy's aching for your tongue, Mommy." Mom chuckled as she lifted her lips from Carol's tit. "Is that what you want, baby? You want Mommy to lick your pussy? What does Mommy get? Mommy's pussy is wet too, you know. "I want to lick your pussy, Mommy," Carol sighed. "I want to taste your sweet juices. I love licking your pussy. You know how much I like to taste it. Please let me eat your pussy, Mommy," my sister groaned. My cock was pounding as the two women got more into their mutual stimulation. Hearing them lusting after my cock made it even more intense since I knew I'd soon be fucking at least one, if not both, of them. Carol slipped her hand from Mom's tit to the waistband of her tiny panties. Sliding it inside, she stroked her fingers up and down Mom's wet slit. "Let me eat your pussy, Mommy. It's so nice and wet. I want to taste it." Mom sat up and looked me in the eye while she pulled her gown over her head. She smiled seductively as she sat at Carol's side in only an abbreviated pair of now juice-stained panties. Her ample tits rose and fell with each breath she took. She stroked her stiff nipples while Carol slid her own gown off her shoulders and slithered out of it. "Do you want to fuck me, baby?" she asked, looking at my cock. "Yeah, Mom," I answered, lustfully. "I want to see you lick Carol's pussy and then I'm going to fuck you. I stroked my cock through my boxers. "Why wait?" Mom smiled. Carol was stroking her own pussy while Mom got up on her knees and slipped her panties down her trim thighs. "You can fuck me while Carol's eating me. That way she can lick us both." Mom slipped her panties off and moved her hand to my sister's pussy. "Would you like that, baby? Do want to lick Robbie's cock while it's sliding in and out of Mommy's pussy?" Carol smiled up at me. "Yes, Mommy. I want to lick your pussy juice off my handsome big brother's cock while he fucks you." Carol slid around until her head was at the foot of the bed. Mom threw one leg over her and smiled back at me. "Come and get it, baby," she cooed. "Fuck Mommy from behind while she licks her baby girl." Carol giggled as she slid her tongue up Mom's thigh and kissed her neatly trimmed pussy noisily. "Come on, Robbie," she moaned. "Mom's good and wet. We're both ready for your cock." Mom lowered her face to Carol's mound and kissed it. Carol whimpered at the contact. "Oh, God, Mom. That feels so good. Lick it. Stick your tongue in my pussy." I moved to the foot of the bed and slid my boxers off leaving my cock throbbing above Carol's face. She smiled up at me as she licked Mom's oozing cunt and wrapped one hand around my pulsing tool. I stepped forward and Carol guided my cock into Mom's slit. I could feel her tongue against the underside as I slid forward, pressing an inch or so into Mom. Mom sighed at the contact. "Yeah, baby. Give Mommy your hard cock. Fuck me good, baby. I want to feel your cock in me while I'm licking your little sister's pussy. My babies are so good to their mommy. I've got the sweetest babies in the world." Mom plunged her tongue into Carol as I plunged my cock into her. Carol gasped as Mom slathered her clit with her tongue. I could feel my sister lapping at my cock and Mom's lips as I pulled back before sliding forward again. Another two inches of my pounding cock slid into Mom's velvet softness. "Fuck her, Robbie," Carol gasped. "Give her all your big, fat cock." She slid her tongue along my balls before sucking one of Mom's pussy lips. "That's it," she groaned. "Fuck her hard while I lick her sweet pussy. Let's make Mom cum. I want you both to cum all over my face." Carol lapped at the underside of my cock while I got into rhythm with Mom. Mom was moaning as she licked Carol's oozing gash. "Oh, Robbie," she moaned. "You're so good to your mommy. You're cock is so big and hard in mommy's pussy. You make your mommy feel so good, baby. Do you like fucking Mommy?" She thrust herself back at me as Carol sucked on her throbbing clitoris. "Do you like sliding your cock in and out of Mommy's pussy? Mommy loves her baby's cock. It's so big and hard. Mommy loves it when her little boy fucks her. Fuck me, sweetheart." Her voice was getting louder as her passion climbed. "Fuck Mommy while Carol licks my pussy," she almost shouted. "That's it, baby. Give Mommy all that fat cock of yours." My lungs were burning as I worked my cock into Mom's quivering pussy. She was rocking back to meet me with every thrust. Carol's mouth on my shaft and balls was adding to the incredible sensation. My mom and sister were working in perfect unison on me and each other. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. My only decision was whether I was going to cum in my mother's pussy or my sister's mouth. I felt Mom's muscles clinch as she began to cum. "That's it, baby," she moaned. "You're making Mommy cum, baby. Pound my pussy. Fuck Mommy hard. Make Mommy your slut. Make Mommy your whore, baby. Fuck Mommy like your whore." Carol had her tongue screwed around Mom's clit as I buried my cock as deeply in her steaming pussy as possible. All three of us suddenly exploded. Carol grunted, breathing through her nose as she stiffened beneath Mom while I pumped my cum deep into her. She had Mom's head trapped between her knees as she shuddered. "Oh, fuck, Mom," I groaned as I began pumping my cum into her. "God, Mom. You're pussy's so tight. You're such a good fuck. No wonder every man wants to fuck you." "Only you, baby," Mom grunted. "Nobody fucks me but my baby." Mom was trembling as she moaned against Carol's pussy. We all started breathing again at almost the same moment. I was leaning over Mom trying to catch my breath as my cock slid out of her pussy and slapped Carol in the face. My sister kissed it loudly before moving her mouth back to Mom's oozing cunt. "Oh, yeah," she breathed. "All that hot cum in Mommy's pussy." She began lapping at Mom's snatch, sucking all the juice she could from it. I could see her happily swallowing as she gulped down Mom's nectar and my seed. Mom collapsed on top of her. "Oh, God, baby. That's so good. Suck Mommy's pussy. Suck all Robbie's cum out of Mommy's pussy," she panted. "Don't swallow it all though. Mommy wants some too." Carol lapped frantically at Mom's slobbering cunt before finally pushing her over on to her side. My nymphomaniac sister was still breathing heavily through her nose as she reversed position. She held her mouth over Mom's and let the slime she'd slurped from Mom's pussy slip between her lips. Mom licked it greedily. Carol leaned closer until their lips were touching. Their tongues swirled back and forth as they shared my cum and Mom's juices. I collapsed on the bed, happily exhausted, my cock finally softening, while they embraced. I was beginning to wonder if it really was possible to fuck yourself to death. I thought I might find out the night I reminded Mom that the first night she'd come to my bedroom she'd told me about smearing Vaseline on her pussy. "Have you really done that?" I asked. That had been weeks ago and the image of her in a greasy pair of panties was still burned into my mind. "Ooh, yes, baby," she answered. "It makes me feel so sexy to have my little pussy coated in Vaseline. I bet your cock would slide into me even easier if I were to grease myself up for you. She wrapped her fingers around my throbbing cock. She'd bought me several pairs of silk boxers and nylon briefs and I was wearing a pair now as she began fondling my dick. "Would you like that, baby? Do you want Mommy to get all greasy and nasty so her baby can fuck her?" "You're wet enough for me, Mom," I answered. "Your pussy is perfect." "You're so sweet," Mom cooed, pressing her lips to mine. "But there's nothing like a sloppy Vaseline fuck, baby. You've never felt anything like that." She slid her mouth to my throat and her hand to my balls. "Once you get your big, fat cock greasy in Mommy's pussy, then it's really easy to slide it in Mommy's ass." I gulped at the idea of fucking my mom in the ass. "Really?" I croaked. "Really, baby. Do you want to fuck Mommy's ass? Do you want Mommy to grease up your hard cock so you can stick it up her ass? Mommy would love to have her baby's big, hard cock sliding in and out of her ass. Do you want to sodomize Mommy and shoot your hot cum in her ass?" "Really, Mom?" Carol asked, standing behind me. She slid her hands around my waist and began massaging my cock along with Mom. She'd slithered out of her baby doll gown and I could feel her naked tits digging in to my back. "I've never done that. What does it feel like?" "It's wonderful, honey," Mom answered. "Let's go to the bedroom and I'll show you." We broke our three-way embrace and went to Mom's bedroom. She pulled a large jar of Vaseline from the bed stand and told Carol to lay down. Mom pulled her own gown over her head and sat down next to her daughter. They kissed and fondled each others tits for a moment before Mom pushed Carol onto her back. Carol started to peel off her panties but Mom stopped her. "Not yet, sweetheart. I want you to feel something first." Carol moved her hands to her tits while Mom opened the jar and scooped out a generous portion of the jelly. She wedged Carol's legs apart before pressing her hand to the crotch of her panties. "There, baby," Mom purred. "Doesn't that feel good? I love having Vaseline smeared on my panties. It makes me feel so nasty to have all that jelly squishing around between my legs. It makes my pussy drool even more." Carol inhaled sharply as Mom began massaging her pussy. "Oh, God, Mom. I never felt anything like that." Mom pressed her hand deeply between my sister's legs and stroked her. "My pussy feels like it's drowning," Carol moaned. "I've never had anything so slimy between my legs. It's like there's no friction at all." Carol began to breathe rapidly. "More, Mommy. Put some more on me. I love it," she whimpered. Mom leaned over and licked one of her daughter's stiff nipples while she massaged the Vaseline into her crotch. Carol was beginning to squirm. "Oh, God," she moaned. "That feels so sexy. I've never felt anything like that. Suck my nipple, Mommy. Suck my tits while you smear slime on my pussy." My cock was pounding at the sight of my mother and sister in panties. Mom reached into the jar and pulled out another generous glob of Vaseline which she pressed against her own panty crotch. "Ooh," she breathed. "I haven't done that in a long time. I'd forgotten how good it feels." She slid her hand back and forth making sure she spread the Vaseline on to each quivering thigh. "Ooh, my pussy likes that. Mommy's pussy likes being all slimy." She dragged another handful of jelly from the jar and pushed it into Carol's panties. She slid her hand up her daughter's flat stomach and to her heaving tits. Carol groaned as Mom slathered first one tit and then the other with her greasy fingers. I could see Carol's nipples stretch and then snap back as Mom applied the Vaseline to her chest. "Oh, God, Mommy," she groaned. She began sliding her hands back and forth across her chest before slipping one into her greasy panties to play with her pussy. "That feels so good," she sighed. "It feels so nasty to have all that slime all over me. I feel like a little fuck toy. I'm all greased up and ready for a big, hard cock." Mom smiled up at me as she moved her greasy hand to her own nipple. "Are you ready, baby?" she asked with a wicked smile. "Mommy's all greasy and wet and ready for her baby's cock. Are you ready to fuck Mommy in the ass? Are you going to stick your big, hard cock up Mommy's tight little ass and fuck her like the whore she is?" "God, yes," I croaked, jerking my briefs down. They were soaked with pre-cum from my drooling cock. "Come here, baby," Mom whispered. "Let me grease up your cock and get it ready to fuck me in the ass. I want it nice and slick so you don't hurt Mommy. You don't want to hurt Mommy's asshole do you, baby?" She reached into the jar and pulled out another generous handful of goo. I thought I'd come instantly as she began stroking my cock with it. She pressed her hand against my balls and coated them as well. My cock was standing straight up and jerking with every beat of my heart. Carol continued to play with her tits and pussy as Mom pressed my cock against my stomach. Soon she had my entire crotch covered with Vaseline. She climbed up on to her knees and bent at the waist. She had her greasy tits pressed against Carol's greasy pussy with her own Vaseline-coated crotch pointed back at me. "Pull Mommy's panties down, baby," she cooed. "Then slide your big cock up and down Mommy's slit. I want to feel your big, hard cock against my greasy little pussy." I worked her panties down to mid-thigh, coating my own hands with Vaseline in the process. We were all three heavily coated in jelly as we positioned ourselves on the bed. Carol was on her back with Mom between her legs. Mom was sliding her greasy tits back and forth across Carol's pussy, leaving thick tracks of Vaseline from one hip to the other, while I took my place behind her. My cock was aimed at her pussy and I stepped forward sliding it into her. Mom groaned as my slimy cock slipped easily into her pussy. "See, baby?" she moaned. "I told you there's nothing like a sloppy wet fuck. It feels so wonderful to have your thick cock sliding into me with no friction. I could fuck you like this all day," she breathed. I knew I couldn't. I wasn't even sure I could withdraw without cumming. I'd never felt anything like the sensation of easing my cock into my mother's dripping wet cunt. It was like fucking the smoothest, wettest pussy in the world. "Fuck my ass, baby," Mom groaned. "I want to feel your big, fat cock in my ass, baby. Stick it up Mommy's ass and fuck her hard. Mommy wants to be your fuck toy, sweetheart. She wants to feel her big boy's hard cock in her wet little ass. Bugger me, baby. Fuck Mommy like the slut she is." I backed my cock slowly out of Mom's pussy, fighting not to let the unbelievable sensation send me over the edge. I could have happily pounded my cock into Mom's cunt until I exploded inside her. I managed to get my dick out and position the head at her puckered asshole. I could see it spasming in anticipation. I held her hip with one hand and my throbbing cock with the other as I guided it in. There wasn't any friction, only the sensation of tightness. Slipping my cock into Mom's ass felt like slipping it into a velvet-lined vice. The pressure was incredible. Mom grunted as I inched my way into her. I took my time, partially to control my own orgasm and partially out of fear of damaging my mother. "That's it, baby," Mom breathed. "Give me all that sweet cock. Stick it all the way in Mommy's ass and fuck her good." At the same time, Carol was groaning as my assault drove Mom's tits harder against her slobbering cunt. "Oh, God, Mom," she muttered. "Fuck me with your tits, Mom. Drive your nipples into my pussy. That's the most incredible thing I've ever felt." Carol was clawing at her own greasy tits, twisting her rock-hard nipples viciously. "Fuck me, Mommy," she cried. "Fuck me with your big tits." "Yes, baby," Mom answered. "Robbie's got his big cock up Mommy's ass and Mommy's got her big tits on your pussy. Can you feel it, baby? Can you feel Mommy fucking you with her greasy tits? Does it feel good to have Mommy's tits against your pussy?" I could feel Mom clinching and releasing her asshole. I didn't dare move. My cock was buried in her and I knew even the slightest movement would send me over the brink. I wanted to keep my cock in her ass at least a few seconds before I shot my wad. "Do you like that, baby?" she asked. "Do you like having your big, fat cock up Mommy's ass? Mommy feels so full with her baby's cock in her ass. You're filling Mommy so good. Cum in my ass for me baby. Fuck Mommy in the ass and fill her with your cum. I want to feel my baby shooting his cum in my ass. That's when I'll know I'm his little fuck toy. I'm all yours, baby. You can fuck Mommy in the ass or the pussy or the mouth anytime you want to. Mommy's your toy, baby. My body's just a toy for you to play with. You can use Mommy anyway you want to. Mommy wants you to treat her like a whore. Fuck Mommy in the ass and make her your whore." Carol's groans and Mom's dialog were enough to make me begin rocking my hips. Mom swayed back to meet me. "That's it, baby. Fuck Mommy good," she breathed. Her breath was shallow as I invaded her bowels. She was kissing Carol on the stomach as she ground her tits into her pussy. "Harder, baby," she pleaded. "Mommy wants it harder. Fuck Mommy hard. Make Mommy your whore." I knew I wouldn't last long. My cock had never been enveloped in such tight, wet surroundings. My hips were slapping against the backs of Mom's smooth thighs as I began fucking her in earnest. I could feel my orgasm already building after only two or three strokes. I knew I was only seconds from cumming. Mom and Carol both appeared to be on the brink as well. Mom had one hand buried in her pussy, furiously fingering her Vaseline-coated clit. Carol was still mauling her own tits and tossing her head from side to side as Mom pressed her soft tit-flesh against her crotch. "I'm cumming, Mom," I grunted. "I'm cumming in your ass. Take my cum, you slut. Take your son's cum up your greasy ass." "Yes, baby," Mom almost screamed. "Fuck me, baby. Cum in my ass. I'm cumming too. I'm cumming with my little boy's cock up my ass. I'm your slut, baby. I'm your greasy whore. Grease my ass and fuck me whenever you want to, baby. I'm all yours." My cum shot out of my cock like a fire hose. I don't know how many ropes I sprayed into my mom's ass. The sensation was so intense I thought I was going to black out. My balls were tightly clinched as they boiled out their payload. I shuddered as a rush shot through me from head to toe. I don't doubt I drooled on my mother's back as I shot my cum into her. I couldn't control any part of my body as every nerve ending fired with the intensity of my orgasm. Luckily I had my knees braced against the edge of the bed or I would have collapsed. The Cure: Dose 03 Mom and Carol let out a series of grunts. Neither of them was coherent as they quivered through orgasms of their own. We all three collapsed on the bed and lay there panting for several minutes before we were even able to think about cleaning up the amazing mess we'd made. In reality, I don't think any of us were eager to call an end to our greasy encounter. It was the most incredible encounter of my life, at least until Mom brought home a strap on and we both fucked Carol at the same time.