4 comments/ 217701 views/ 13 favorites The Jig is Up Ch. 01 By: phsssst Paul had spent all his years since he had turned thirteen thinking about sex! It had started with the onset of puberty. As timed past it grew to be such an obsession it made him worry he was strange in that department. It didn’t help any to have one of the most beautiful girls he knew as his sister. She was only a year and a half older than himself, but at nineteen a sensuous female, in his opinion. His sister=s girl friend was also a gorgeous thing with long dark hair, a body that only came from the genetically endowed. An hourglass figure, which undulated down the halls of his home, with a grace he dreamed of night after night. To make matters worse, his mother was the most beautiful of all. She had a classic figure that oozed sexuality from her pores as she moved about the house. Sometimes touching him with motherly love and the occasional kiss that loving mothers so casually bestow on their off spring. What she didn’t know was that every time she did this, his quickly maturing penis would harden with desire. He would then rush to his room to masturbate He felt that he was strange because of this. After all his friends never spoke of their mothers with any sort of attraction, their only thoughts were how to get out from under parental control. They wanted to take out their girl friends and try to make out with them. It wasn’t he didn’t notice girls; in fact, he felt he never missed a glance at a fine cleavage or the curve of a beautiful bottom end. But he didn’t date girls because none of them ever measured up to his sister or her friend, much less his sexy mother. It was fortunate his family was extremely rich, because he could indulge in his other obsession electronics. It was an expensive hobby, his father allowed him because it was the way the family, or more correctly his father had made his fortune. So from the age of ten on he had his own workroom in the basement where he worked on his hobby. At the age of eighteen, he had actually sold an idea that had come to him as he fooled around. It wasn’t something which began to pay for the money he went through following his hobby. It had made his father proud. More importantly to him, his mother had leaned over at the dinning room table, accidentally exposing a large amount of cleavage, to give him a motherly kiss that did the usual to him. It was that night he began his plan. Why not combine his two time occupying passions into one enterprise. His father, as he grew richer spent more and more time away from home, which meant the one person who might spot his electronics in the house wasn’t at home. It dawned on him, that good old dad spent little time in his mother=s bedroom. This brought him to the realization it was different to have a mom and dad who had separate bedrooms. That thought then led him to a completely new series of conjectures one of which was about the live in maids dad had hired a couple years ago. Well his new ideas would let him find out if he had hit upon the truth or not. He went to his favorite electronics store, where he began the purchases he hoped would led him eventually to his goal, to see both his mother and his sister in the nude. He understood video cameras to such an extent he could build ones smaller than one was legally allowed to buy in a store. Adding some sort of sound system would be child=s play to him. Instead of following his mother or sister around the next few days, he feverishly worked in his electronics room. He developed numerous cameras, which could be monitored from a central control panel. They would switch like the channels on his television. A few days later, he took his T. V. down to the basement, and installed his new control panel inside the set. He then tested the controls with the panel installed, discovering it worked, switching from camera to camera easily. The following day his mother announced the family would be going to the summer cottage. His father would be unable to attend because of the pressures of work. Oh was Paul frustrated, his plans were coming along nicely. He wanted to install the cameras in the places he had selected. They went to the lake. He started to go into a foul mood especially when he found out his sister got to bring her best friend Beverly. No one had thought to ask him if he wanted to bring anyone. He soon discovered what a fool he was being when Beverly exited the cottage closely followed by his sister Dagmar . They were both in their thong bikinis and wanted to sun at the lake side. Their beautiful willowy bodies caused an instant erection, which he had to go into the cottage to satisfy. In the cottage, his mother sat looking at the lake. Her gaze tuned to him. She asked why he wasn’t out with the girls. He thought quickly telling her he had come to find out where she was. He then asked why she was not at the lake with the girls. She laughed and said; “you don=t want and old fossil like me down there with you.” Paul immediately replied, “Mom, we are here to relax, all of us, and if you don=t join us, dressed appropriately, then it=s time we went home.” “You don=t mean that you expect me to wear a bathing suit like those two do you?” She queried. “I certainly do. I know with your body you’ll put them both to shame!” He exclaimed It was the first time he had ever referred to his mother=s body. He was frightened that she would take it as sexually as it had come out of him. Fortunately she took it as the compliment that it also was. She promised she would meet him at the lake in a suit that would knock his sock=s off. They both retired to their rooms his mother to put on her suit, he to look after what he had originally come for. A little while later, he went down to the lake to find three beautiful bottoms looking up at him. It was a good thing he had just looked after himself because it was a sight, which would cause the dead to rise. Mom had not only matched the two girls, but if anything had surpassed them in the skimpiness of her attire. He didn’t think she realized the effect she had on him assuming because he was her son; he would have no interest in an Aold bag@ like her. He furtively examined the fine female flesh laid out before him trying to memorize ever square inch of the sexy bodies. The thin sting that formed the back of Mom=s thong disappeared into her hairy, softly curving bottom as though it was never there. When he looked into her crotch, he couldn’t see for the hair and shadow, where it began again. It was, to that point, the most sensuous sexy thing he had been exposed to in his life. Eventually he noticed a scent in the air of muskiness that tantalized him, seemed to reach for him pulling him gently toward his mother=s body. He leaned into the aroma, breathing deeply as his body bent toward his mother=s sex, till he snapped out of it realizing what he had been about to do. Sniff his mom=s crotch! What he didn’t realize was that for the first time he had enjoyed the scent of females in heat. Glancing surreptitiously over to his sister and her friend, he examined each of them. Although they did not have the mature curves of his mother, each in their turn, made his abdomen crunch, sending a message to his penis, which was all most impossible to ignore. Just then his mother turned over on her back showing for the first time the smallness of her bikini top attempting to cover her magnificent chest. The girls rolled over immediately after her. He was able to see the wonderful mounds with hair all around the small wedge of material hiding their sex. The musky aroma strengthened in the breeze. He was forced to return to his bedroom to look after himself for the second time within the hour. It was a fantasy weekend for him. Paul was more determined than ever to put his plans into action when he returned. The next Monday had him furiously at work installing his cameras in his sister=s bathroom and bedroom. It took hours because he installed enough to give several different views from a number of angles. Fortunately, at the time she was out with Beverly. They arrived home just after he had finished. He hurried to his room to turn on the set to find out if the first phase of his operation was successful. It was better than his wildest dreams! He threw himself on his bed. What as added bonus to have Beverly there. The girls had been out shopping at their favorite lingerie store. They had come back to model their purchases to each other. The moment he got in his room was the first moment for him to see his first nude women. Beverly had removed all her clothes. She was sliding out of the smallest thong panties he had ever seen. Her breasts were rich mounds of sensuous flesh trimmed with the most gorgeous nipples, which seemed to pop out from their encircling areolas. They were fat and succulent looking. He thought she was turned on at showing her panties to his sister because her nipples seemed to be so erect. Looking down he saw the pubic hair started at her navel. It followed a thin line down for a few inches before it began to expand rapidly over her pubic bone before disappearing between her legs. It was the most luxuriant growth of hair. He had not expected there to be so much. It wasn’t till much later in life he discovered that it in fact it was most unusual. He switched camera angles several times trying to see between her legs but the beautiful muff hid her delights from his sight, Meanwhile his sister was also disrobing, reaching for her own bag of unmentionables. As she pulled her panties down, he saw a similar luxurious growth between her legs but this time because she was blonde he could make out amongst the pubic veil the pink inner lips pouting from her folds. They appeared to be covered in moisture. He realized she seemed to be in a state of arousal. Instead of putting something on, she told Beverly she was going into the bathroom to use the facilities. He frantically switched to the bathroom cams in time to see her squat over the LEW, letting go a glorious stream into the pot. He grabbed his penis out of his pants. Paul slowly stroked it as his sister reached for the toilet paper, wiping herself. He could see the paper slide along those glorious lips that he had never seen before. It was wonderful! As his sister left the bathroom, he again switched the cams back to her bedroom only to find Beverly laying totally nude on his sister=s bed with her legs apart. Her fingers played with the now visible lips of her genitals. His hand stroked more furiously. To his surprise, his sister seemed to take no notice of this behavior other than to get on the bed beside Beverly. She ran her hand over Beverly=s soft curvaceous body sliding down her stomach until her fingers stroked the hair above her slit. Then one finger reached out and pushed down on the top of the crevice causing Beverly=s hips to thrust the slit over the finger. His sister=s entire hand started to stroke Beverly=s pussy, with her middle finger deep in the wet sheath. He turned up the sound to here his sister say; “Do you like my finger in your honey pot baby? I want your finger in my mine, rubbing it slowly while I reach for my climax.” Beverly groaned as she acquiesced to his sister’s request slowly rubbing his sister’s pussy. He could hold it no longer. His sperm shot out of his penis and painted the wall behind his head. He couldn’t believe it. His sister and her friend were lesbians. It was a terrible let down. He promptly started to scheme as to how he could use this to his advantage. He continued to watch them as they slowly raised themselves to a climax. Their vaginas turned moist and swollen from their efforts. Soon their hips thrust at each other’s fingers. It was breath taking to watch these two young girl’s pleasure themselves. Thoughts of his mother now entered his mind as he masturbated himself for a second time, watching his first pussies climax without the benefit of a man. The following morning his mother headed off to buy groceries for the family. It was not something she had to do because of the maids, but she enjoyed looking after her family. As soon as she left the house, he was in her bedroom and bathroom installing. He went back to his room and checked to make sure everything was working as he hoped. Then he sat around in his room, waiting for nightfall. The arrival of his mother in her bedroom would be the culmination of his efforts. He had forgotten he would have to face her once more that day over dinner. As he watched her serve the meal, he realized how much he loved his mom. For a moment he considered not going through with his plan, but then, seeing he was watching her, she leaned over and gave him that quick motherly peck which was so often his down fall. He renewed his resolve. He returned, after dinner, to his room to await the completion of his plans. He switched on the T.V. to find his mother’s room was still empty so he switched to watch his sister. She was in the shower. He had installed a camera right overhead where he could watch as first she soaped her body, and then paid more attention to her breasts particularly her nipples. As time progressed, she started to soap between her legs. Paul sat there watching as she slowly brought herself to orgasm. He was tempted to play with himself but put it off, waiting for his mother. He switched back to find his mom entering the room, She took her clothes off without any preamble, heading for her bathroom. He followed with his cameras and watched as she stepped into the shower. He had wished she had taken more time removing her clothes but it was not to be. As she stepped into the shower, he watched her magnificent bottom end flex with her movement. That called for him to remove his clothes. He lay down in his bed. He watched his beautiful mom as she cleaned herself paying particular attention as she cleaned her bottom end. It was obvious she detested being dirty there and cleaned her bottom thoroughly. She exited the shower drying her self off. He enjoyed it as she dried her breasts, her vagina, using her hair drier on her head and her glory, rubbing each as she dried them. Mom then entered her bed, turning the lights low. She surprised him by not covering herself but lay on top of the bed with her legs slightly spread. She reached for her night table. Out came, what was obviously a vibrator. Dad had not been looking after his wife. He realized his mom was a sexual human with the same wants and desires as the rest of the world. He was to find out she had a greater appetite for sex than most women. Paul, now found out the hairiness between his sisters legs was inherited from her mother as she spread her legs further apart, rubbing her clitoris. He had read about how women would start to excrete a lubricant as they became aroused. He could see the moisture. She dipped her fingers into her sexual being. First, she played around her outer lips but as her sex began to open and swell the fingers rubbed the moisture around the inner lips. She finally pushed her middle finger into her depths, withdrawing the dew-covered finger and rubbed the moisture against her inner sex till it was sopping wet. Then she inserted the vibrator while he masturbated as she did, trying to time his orgasm to hers. Paul watched as his mother=s thick moist sex lips sucked on her toy. Her other hand played with her breast almost yanking at the nipple twisting it, squeezing her teat. It was the most wonderful moment of his life as he lay there making love to his mother in his mind as she made love to herself. He wondered whom if anybody she was making love to, as she moaned her way to her climax. Her hips thrusting at her toy, driving it into her wet sopping inflamed sex. Her body demanding release, he thought he heard his name, as she shuddered to a culmination, but he knew it was his own desire for her that made him hear her say, “Paul” He had to posses his mother, but he had several problems to over come. One was his inexperience. Another was age, but that would soon resolve itself with the arrival next week, of his nineteenth birthday. The most serious problem he saw was the incestuous relation he wanted with his mom. After thinking about it for several days, he finally came up with a solution. In polite society it=s called blackmail. He would use his sister and Beverly for his experience by threatening them with exposure of their lesbianism. He would video tape them in the act. As for his mom, he hoped a video tape of her playing with herself would be enough. He set his plans and attached a VCR to his television. He told his mum he wanted to celebrate his nineteenth at home. He mentioned it would be nice if Beverly could sleep over with sis so she could keep them company as she had done last year. His mom smiled at him and asked, “Are you sure it=s your sister and tradition that motivates your invitation or the fact she is probably the most beautiful woman in town?” He scoffed at his mom and replied, “Mom, you are the most beautiful women in town, and I have never thought otherwise.” “Well, thank you dear, I am truly happy my son sees more in me than just another mom,” his mother said as she smiled her love at him Little did she know of his designs on the beautiful Beverly of the undulating walk. The night before his birthday, Beverly arrived and was safely in his sister=s bedroom. He turned on his equipment and started to watch the goings on. He wasn’t disappointed as he started the VCR watching Beverly for a while who was in his sister=s arms. As the sexual heat grew, he could see the moisture developing between the girls legs. Dagmar was sucking on Beverly=s teat, occasionally nipping her nipple and pulling ever so gently as her breast distended then allowing it to spring back into place. Suddenly Dagmar swung around and buried her face into Beverly=s magnificent pubic hair. Using her hands to pull wide the mouth of Beverly=s over heated sex, Dagmar probed with her tongue at the droplets of dew, which she exposed, before driving the tongue into the hot wet folds. It was a wonderful sight as Beverly reciprocated; they licked and sucked at each other. Beverly raised her head moaning, “Don=t you wish your brother was here, sucking you with his sensuous mouth, probing for your honey as you come all over his face?” His sister raised her head from Beverly=s crotch and groaned, “you know how I love my brother I wish he were here right now thrusting his hot tongue in every hole I have, but you know I really do love him with all my heart and I would never do anything that might hurt him in any way. I hope some day your wish for his love and attention will come about, but my love will, as we both know, never be satisfied.” He got up from his bed as his penis wilted in his hand. He walked over to the set and turned it around. The tears were now freely flowing as he unplugged the thing from the wall and tore out the control panel that he had installed. He ejected the tape and destroyed it. He grew up that night as he tossed and turned in his bed realizing the terrible mistake he had almost made. He wanted the women in his life now more than ever. There was only one-way to get them and that was to love them as much or more than they loved him. When he got up in the morning, his eyes were red and swollen, but the rest of him marched out into the new day with a new resolve. He walked into breakfast to find Beverly, Dagmar , and mom, all there waiting to wish him a happy birthday. It may not have been the best birthday he ever had but it was the one where he felt the most loved. They gathered around the swimming pool that afternoon, the ladies in their thong bikinis. He in and old bathing suit, which hung to his knees hoping it would cover his arousal. It was a wonderful sight, six beautiful hemispheres glistening in the sun from the oil that had been liberally spread on them. As each of them rolled over in turn, he was treated to the hairy mounds, which were only partially obscured by the thin wedge of material that covered their magnificent sex. The musky scent of woman wafted in the air, distinct from the coconut of the sun tan oil. He watched as their beautiful breasts rolled around in tops, which were plainly designed not to be able to hold them. Finally, the accident he was waiting for happened. One of Beverly=s beautiful breasts fell from its cover showing a fully aroused nipple with a large areola surrounding it. It was up close and personal. He loved it as she blushed, sending the red color from her breasts to her forehead. He knew he should turn away but he could only stare as she grasped her breast placing it back in its restraint. The ladies laughed about it and it seemed soon forgotten, but he would remember it for the rest of his life. The Jig is Up Ch. 01 That evening he began his campaign to woo his sister Dagmar because he now knew she truly loved him. It surprised him to find he loved her back, passionately. He wanted Beverly too, but he sensed the road to those undulating curves was through his sister. He put on the music he knew she loved asking her to dance with him. It was getting late, his mother headed off to bed. Dagmar turned to Beverly asking her to go and turn down their bed assuring her she would be up in a moment. When they finished dancing, Dagmar stood on her toes to give him a kiss on the forehead, but he changed it to a long kiss on the lips. She snuggled into him for a moment then asked if that was how a brother kissed his sister. He said if the brother truly loves his sister yes that is how she would be kissed. Paul told her he would like to kiss her every night. She accepted his answer and left for bed. He now realized his sister and her friend were not lesbians but women who explored their sexuality while waiting for the men they would eventually fall in love with. Each night for the next month he lay on the chesterfield waiting for his sister to come for her kiss. At first, she tried to make it a peck but each night he turned it into more. After the first week she would lean down to kiss him fully. He would grab her and pull her down to his body, coercing her to lie on top of him as they kissed. Each time the kiss more intense, more time consuming. During the second week, he brought his leg up so his thigh was resting between hers. He could feel the heat of her sex. Toward the end of the second week, he felt the slow movement of her crotch against his thigh. While their tongues fought each other=s for the greatest arousal, she was masturbating against his leg. That night, when he went to bed, he stroked himself to orgasm, still feeling the heat of her crotch against his leg. He now felt certain she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. The next night he wore shorts, which came, just below his crotch. To his surprise when she came to kiss him, she was wearing a mini skirt. Dagmar lay down on top of him as they began their kiss. He moved his thigh up to the usual position. The contact was fabulous as her bare thighs enclosed his, her heat through the fabric of her thin thong panties warming his leg. As the friction of her movement increased, the moisture began to soak onto his leg. She began to moan. He sent his hand down her back slowly putting it on her bottom. He shivered with his lust. When she asked why he shook, he almost lied telling her he was on a nerve but stopped telling her the truth instead. When he told her there was a sudden flush of moisture on his leg. The feel of that dampness was excruciating and he loved it “I love you sis,” he moaned as his hand helped her pump up and down his leg until she had an orgasm that left her shaking. That night he again stroked himself to climax, his sperm spewing into the air around him. The following night his sister arrived for her goodnight kiss. He discovered, as he moved his thigh into position, she was naked under her skirt. He took the half globes of her bottom in both hands rubbing her up and down his leg, feeling the mass of hair as her pussy streamed onto his leg, until she shuddered in her spasm. The smell of her heated sex aroused him thoroughly He knew his erection was hard against her stomach. She couldn’t possibly not be aware of it. She simply ground her body against him ignoring his arousal or perhaps reveling in his obvious interest. They continued until the end of the month, each night he stoked himself, after she left him, until he spewed into the air. At the end of the month when his sister came to him, he held her in his arms telling her they were ready for a new level of pleasure, but they had to find a way to go about it without making it obvious to all around them. Dagmar had already thought for a long time on this subject and said “Paul, you have to start dating to cover our love. There is only one person I love enough to allow you to date. Tomorrow I want you to ask Beverly out, bring her back here and kiss her like you have kissed me. I am sure you will be pleasantly surprised by the response you’ll get.” The following night Paul brought Beverly home and began to kiss her. She threw herself into his arms thrusting her pelvis into his groin with unabashed passion “Paul,” She moaned into his lips, “you don=t know how long I have waited for this day. Tonight, I want you to take my virginity as you love me. This may seem sudden but I have dreamed of being in your arms for years. I want your sister to watch us because she has also waited with me. Now my time has come to know my man I have waited for, so long. Your sister loves you with all her heart and she will enjoy this time with us.” Paul had not expected this but it sounded as though this was the way he was destined to lose his virginity and he was certainly happy with that thought. He brought his sister down and explained what Beverly had wanted for her. “There is one obstacle I want both of you to be aware of. I love you both too much to do anything that would hurt you, but you must know I have loved Mom from afar for a long time and I will eventually try to make love to her.” The reaction of the two girls was not what he expected as they burst into peals of laughter. “Paul, do you really think the two young things who love you so dearly don=t know you have panted after your mom for years?” Beverly laughed at the thought they didn’t know. “The two of us have made and discarded plans for years trying to figure out a way to help you achieve your goal.” “Beverly would you please lie on top of me the same way Dagmar does when I kiss her goodnight. I=m so terrified I’ll do something wrong. I don=t know where to start, but I know that seems to work.” Beverly happily complied having heard Dagmar=s blow-by-blow description of their slow progress on the couch. She lay down on top of Paul. She kissed him deeply, as he removed her skirt and panties to allow him access to her feminine charms. For the first time Paul ran his fingers through her hairy pubes shivering with passion as he felt the nectar she was excreting for him alone. She thrust her tongue deep into his mouth as she ground her pelvis against his. He fondled her well-rounded bum and was rewarded with the sudden arrival of goose bumps as she demonstrated her desire for him. His hands guided by lust ran all over her hips and belly. Finally, his fingers entered her hot sopping sex. He moved her body up until she could rub her pussy lips against his mouth, their swollen lushness causing his penis to throb in his pants. The taste of her nectar was incredible as he tried to lick it out of her faster than she could produce it. Salty but sweet and she smeared it over his lips and tongue. His face wet with her essence. Her hips churned and thrust, her sex swelling even more as her arousal spilled into his mouth. His nostrils flared with the aroma of her musk as he drank from her virgin crevice Dagmar watched the goings on with increasing passion till she too pulled her panties off, rubbing her pussy lips with two of her fingers. Her other hand aroused the nipple she had exposed. Dagmar then took off her shirt and bra lay naked. She watched her brother eat virgin pussy. Beverly hips slowly churning as she moved her wetness over her lover=s mouth. Dagmar felt racy being first to be totally nude, her hips and fingers thrust at one another. Beverly seeing Dagmar=s mounting passion took her sex away from Paul. He moaned his disappointment but renewed his licking and sucking as Dagmar took, at Beverly=s insistence, her place on her brother’s mouth. She pinched Dagmar=s nipples between her thumb and forefinger, pulled on her sensitive flesh and watched her teats distend; as Dagmar felt the man, she loved tasting her for the first time. It was more than she could endure. She squirmed out her first climax on her brother=s mouth, yelling her passion into the night, as Beverly released her breasts. Dagmar fell into his arms with the heat of their love surrounding her, her exposed teats firmly pressed against his chest. Beverly then took her place on her brother but this time helped him removed the rest of his clothes. For the first time they both gazed down on his large erection Beverly tore off her blouse, unhooking her bra, flinging them away as she straddled him, taking his penis in her hand, then slowly slide the head back and forth over the lips of her sex wetted the tip with her musky slime. His penis entered a woman for the first time. He began the instinctive humping of love. She arched her back and shoved out her teats before her. He watched as her areolas contracted forcing her nipples to further erectness aching with their fullness. He took the fullness of her teats in his hands admiring the soft heavy weight. He hit her hymen immediately looking up at her for her approval. Beverly looked down and said softly with passion in her eyes, “With this I tell you I love you, now take it knowing it was saved for you and I have waited too long for you to have it.” Paul quickly thrust into her waiting sex loving the soft grip. He then paused until his Beverly began the slow motions of love losing their virginity together. His sister watched as he took Beverly=s virginity. With increasing passion, Dagmar watched his penis coated with his Beverly=s spend, until suddenly, she stuffed three fingers into her heated pussy. Dagmar demanded loudly, “Fuck Beverly in her cunt, Paul, Fuck her hard and fast, because she=s been waiting for that love pole of your=s for so long, she needs it in her twat. Then get that wonderful ass of yours over here and screw me until I=m raw. Fill my cum bucket with hot spunk. Blow it all over my teats until I=m covered in your white beautiful cum. Rub it into her snatch” Paul loved her language as she switched back to watching him fuck his Beverly with everything he had driving deeply into her cunt. Beverly was yelling too as she erupted into her first orgasm on his cock. Her vaginal muscles milked his shaft for its first non-virginal cum. Then the old familiar clench in his lower extremities tightened his testicles, as he blew his first load of cum into her waiting cunt. They quivered in passion together as the orgasms rolled over their bodies confirming their love for one another. Their spending wetted their thighs with their stickiness. Holding tight as their flames died to embers. As he rolled off her, his sister buried her face in Beverly=s quim lapping the juices flowing from her well-used, engorged, sex. He watched his sister for a moment or two, her beautiful ass waving in the air. The hairy cunt and the hot moist swollen lips beckoned to him as her magnificent round gluteus maximus waved in the air before him attracting him like a fly to honey. He stood behind her as she sucked his come out of Beverly=s core, suddenly thrusting his hardening prick into her hot wet clinging also virginal cunt. He felt the constriction for only a second as she shoved her ass back into him, immediately climaxed and another as she withered on the end of his dick, climaxing steadily for over a minute, one rolling in after the other until they subsided. He also started to climax thrusting his first load for his sister into her hot wet slimy slot. Then, seeing the delicious looking frothy whiteness, he went to his knees, sucked on their loving mix, which had been freshly churned, from her heat source. He then knelt and kissed his Beverly while she enjoyed the taste of his cum brought directly from his sisters= hot wet cunt. They made love for hours rubbing the sticky juices they produced over their bodies in lust and love, tasting each other repeatedly. Finally, his sister really was raw. They were too exhausted to screw any more. Paul had time to think, wondered where his mother had been while all this was going on. “Last night was wonderful,” Paul said as he gradually woke up after their night of love and lust, “But this morning is going to be for love,” as he turned to his two beauties who lay on the bed beside him. So they had ended up in his sister=s bed. Last night he hadn’t noticed where they were after the first hour or so. He reached for his Beverly rubbing his hand over her bottom end enjoying how she clenched and unclenched her butt as he moved about her beautiful derriere. She rolled toward him giving him a long slow kiss full of tongue as she ground her succulent body against him. Her ass tightly gripped in his hands. He felt his manhood stiffen, as she loved him. His sister, who had been watching all this, pushed her hand between them and stroked him bringing a familiar feel of sexual tension to his body. He was too much in love with them to be rushed into anything this morning. He told his sister to help him. Dagmar aimed him in the right direction and he slowly filled Beverly=s body with himself. He eased in and out of her with slow steady strokes. Beverly returned his strokes. They began to move a little faster as the sexual tension mounted between them “What are you going to do for your sister?” Beverly whispered in his ear as he slid in and out of her highly excited sex, “I=m going to lick her very gently, I think she=s still sore from last night,” He replied as he brought her to climax, He then turned to his sister spreading her leg=s wide until there was tension on her inner thigh muscles. Paul turned in the bed to straddle her face with his sex hanging above her. He then hooked his arms around his sister’s= legs with the back of her knees against his armpits, so when he pulled back to taste her, her succulent ass lifted from the bed presenting her hot drenched sex to his waiting mouth. She answered with the thrusting of her hips wiping the juices of her love over his nose and chin. He enjoyed the taste of her as she soaked them both with her spending. Dagmar engulfed his penis, her warm mouth, tasted their Beverly. This morning was not nearly as intense as it has been last night. He knew as the day progressed it would become that way again, His sister climaxed, his love for her increasing, as she shook in his arms. He began to think of his own satisfaction. He rolled over on his back. Beverly promptly mounted his rigid member beginning the up and down which would take him where he wanted to go. She stopped for a moment telling him his sister and she did not want him to come inside her because they both wanted to watch him cum. As the tightening drew near, he motioned for her to dismount. His sister started stoking him to completion. As his semen erupted from his penis, his sister aimed it at Beverly=s face. Rope after rope of cum strung itself on face and breasts as he came with body racking spasms. His sister then used her tongue to spread the fresh cum into Beverly=s face and beautiful orbs. He sucked it off her nipples until she had another shivering orgasm. He asked his sister if she were satisfied for the moment. She assured him it was the case; he said they all should go down for breakfast. His sister left for a few moments saying she had to use the LEW. He wondered why she didn’t use her own, but was too enthralled watching his Beverly getting dressed to think about it. Upon arriving in the kitchen his beautiful mother asked what they had been up to the night before. Just fooling around they replied almost in unison. But Paul looked at his mother with the eyes now of an experienced lover. He realized his body would never be fulfilled without experiencing his lust for his mother’s body, which would bring him to heights he would never achieve without her. After he took the girls out to the garden and asked them how they were going help him seduce his mother. By care and consideration they replied. This afternoon you are going to sit her down and ask her some very pointed questions. So that afternoon he did When he had her alone he asked her “Mom, I want to ask you some very personal questions and I would like truthful answers or no answer at all This is very important to me mom and when I get my answers I will go away and think about them.” “I’ll answer your questions truthfully if it=s that important to you son,” she replied after several moments of serious thought. “Mom, are you and dad not having sex anymore?” “Yes that=s right son,” she replied. “Is it because he is fooling around on you mom?” “Yes he is and I told him it=s me or everybody else but not both.” “So he chose everybody else, what a fool,” He replied as his respect for his father plummeted. “Mom, when I walk by your bedroom at night, I sometimes hear a buzzing noise. I strongly suspect I know what it is! Why don=t you take on a lover to help you through the difficult times?” His mom blushed at his knowledge but replied unhesitatingly, “I am in love with another man, but it can=t be, so I will continue to rely on my toys.” “Thank you mom for your answers. If you don=t mind, I will now think about what you have told me.” He felt his speech had been stilted but he had been very nervous asking such revealing questions. Naturally, he went and told the girls. They said they felt they were going to have to give him up at nights for a while because he was going to be busy comforting his mom. They wanted him to walk by his mother=s bedroom door that night. If he heard the buzzing noise, he was to knock, wait a respectable length of time, and then enter. He was to walk to his mother=s bed, lie down beside her and take her in his arms. That was all he was to do, nothing more, but truly sleep with her. They even advised him as to what he was to wear. Conservative pajama bottoms but no top so his mother would feel the warmth of his body as he held her. He was to repeat that night after night until she responded to him. The girls felt sure she would eventually. In that way, the seduction of his mother began. Night after night he did as his sister and Beverly told him. At first, his mother resisted him telling him it was unnecessary to do. But he told her he loved her and he felt she needed to be held. One night as he held her, she asked him if it would be all right to use her toy. He said yes asking her if she would like some help. She laughed saying no but she slid the vibrator under the covers. While he held her, she played with herself until she had a racking orgasm shaking in his arms until it subsided. It was the most mind blowing sexual experience he had to date. The next morning he had Beverly mount him while Dagmar sat on his mouth and rubbed herself all over his face. All three of them came in seconds of one another. They then discussed the previous night and all its ramifications, but the final result was that the girls decided he should continue as before. That night he again held his mother, again the vibrator slipped under the covers until she was racked with her orgasm. The following morning, trembling with lust, he took his sister against the wall before he could settle down, to make love to his Beverly with deep long penetrating thrusts until they both climaxed. He didn’t sleep the nights his mom did this and it had become a nightly event. One night he noticed she was no longer careful about covering up and he was able to watch the dildo slide in and out of her well lubricated sex as she held the crotch of her panties to one side, allowing access. The well-stimulated mouth of her hairy sex organ sucked on the tool. It was mind boggling to watch those lips move with the rhythm of her sexual need. The following morning he brought both Dagmar and Beverly to the most gut-wrenching climax they had to date, or so they told him. That day the girls finally decided to escalate the rising sexuality in his mother. They took her out to the pool with all of them dressed in their thong bikinis, slathering sun tan oil onto her body, paying much attention to her inner thighs, as they rubbed closer and closer to her ready sex, until she was clenching her thighs together in an attempt to bring on an orgasm without letting the girls know. The Jig is Up Ch. 01 That night for the first time, there was sexual tension in the room, as he took her into his arms. This time he was not to allow her to cover up but to blatantly watch as she brought herself to orgasm, her panties tightly drawn to one side, her hips bucking out her needs on the tool. When she tried to pull the covers over herself, he held them back watching her as she came shaking with relief. He then leaned over and gave her the first true kiss between them. The one that said he was man she was woman. The following night, as he took her into his arms, she kissed him deeply, thrusting her nightie enclade teats against his naked chest. His mom fingered herself no longer needing a toy to satisfy her needs. She fingered herself with no desire to hide from him although she still wore her nightie bottoms. He watched her fingers work under them forming a mound over her sex. The next night, following the girls’ instructions, when she began the fingering and they kissed he removed her fingers and replaced them with his own sliding under the panties she still wore. She sighed against his lips, but made no complaint as her hips thrust at his fingers, her legs spread wide and their tongues entwined. That was fantastic and the next morning Dagmar rode him to a climax which saw him shiver and shake with desire as his Beverly ground her warm moist sex against his leg and tongued his mouth with her sweetness. That night he had new instructions from the girls, and tried to follow them to the letter. Tonight he was to get under the covers with his mother take his penis out of his pajama bottoms, rubbing his penis against her thigh during the time he fingered her. It went without a hitch with his mom not only trying to thrust into his fingers but at the same time rub her naked leg against her son’s hard sex. It was the first time he came with his mother, slathering her leg with his seed. She appeared not to be paying attention, as she stirred the cum on her leg with her finger; then put it in her mouth and sucked on it. Beverly and Dagmar listened to his morning report, as they mounted him in turn; informing him tonight was the night. At long last he hoped to take his mom. The girls promised to be quiet but they were going to be outside his mother=s door listening to what went on in the room that night. As he crawled under the covers, to take his mother into his arms, he discovered for the first time she was completely nude. Her breasts proudly displayed for his pleasure, her nipples erect and ready for his attention her hairy sexuality, dripping with dew, waiting for his touch. His body began to tremble and his hand shook as he reached for her breast; Paul she said, “I know you are trembling because of you lust for me but I want you to know how I feel. When I am in bed with my lover I like to talk nastily, I don=t have sex, I fuck I don=t touch as much as I lick and suck. So when you fuck me tonight I want us to give each other vivid descriptions of what=s happening. Take off those pajama bottoms and fuck my cunt.” .With that comment she spread her legs and he slipped himself out of his pajamas, his erection aching with need, as he mounted her. She whispered in his ear “Fuck me Paul; fuck me hard, until the birth canal that bore you spasms with the pleasure of your return, screw your mom with the passion I know is contained within us both. I have admired that hard dick before but now drive it into me with such force that my teats bounce with your efforts.” She was sodden with her desire more than anyone he had touched before and he rammed his cock into her cunt secure in the knowledge she of all women would be able to take his sexual attack. “Oooooh,” she groaned, then yelled, “Sccreeeeew meeeeee. Hump me with your fuck rod in my screw hole.” She began to come much like his sister with one orgasm rolling in after another. As he started to spew into her cunt she yelled “Yes, yes, yes, fill my cum bucket with goop. Now lick me until I=m hot again.” He immediately descended to her cunt, sucking the cum from his own birth canal until his mom grabbed his head absorbing his spunk from his mouth and tongue with her own. She snuggled into his arms with teats pressed against his chest asking, “How soon can you fuck me again?” “Within minutes mother,” he replied. “Well you better invite the girls in,” she said as she rolled over on top of him and placed his prick at the entrance to her cunt. “I know they would like to watch this.” As he slid into her he moaned, “How did you know mom?” “I knew they were coaching you” she replied. “It was because your sister approved that I finally gave into the lust I had for you from the time I first noticed your cravings for me. It only took you so long because I am a vain woman and had to know you loved me with equal intensity as you love your Beverly and Dagmar.” “I love you more mom, because you are my mom and that advantage you’ll always have over them,” He replied as he stoked himself into her moist warmth. “Girls, come in;” he yelled, “the jig is up!” The Jig is Up Ch. 02 I would like to apologize to my readers for the last installment. Unfortunately, I wrote this story with a format that Literotica doesn't accept. When the computer translated it to its present format, it didn't translate the punctuation correctly. I can't see this because it appears correct on my screen but apparently nobody else's. My find and replace doesn't recognize the punctuation so it has taken me awhile to go through it manually. Hopefully I have changed every bit of punctuation so this chapter will read a lot better. Literotica rejected it once and advised me of the problem. It was my fault that I didn't change the apostrophes. This is the first story I ever wrote. I didn't publish because I was unsure whether I liked the language I used and I'm still unsure. Your thoughts on this matter would be greatly appreciated. There is a third chapter so please forgive me if there are punctuation errors. Phsssst * * * * * The girls walked into the bedroom hesitantly, not knowing what to expect. What they found was Paul's mom's succulent gorgeous, well-rounded hairy bottom thrusting up and down on her son's hard glistening dick. They watched, not without a twinge of jealously, as Paul's mom rode her son. Even though they had helped him achieve his goal, they knew how important it had been to him. They were female; another woman loved their man. His mum started to moan and yelp, then began to describe to his sister and Beverly what was happening. "I've your man's cock deep in my cunt," she moaned, "I know you helped him get here so for now you'll watch me fuck him. You'll watch as I take his fuck pole and jam it into my incestuous cum bucket. Hear him grunt as he unloads his incestuous spunk into my pussy. Watch as he drives me to my orgasm. When he comes I want one of you to lick me until I'm hot again then we will all work at making him hard." True to her words, she increased the speed of her thrusting, started to quiver as her ass smacked against his thighs her orgasm descended upon her. Paul feeling his mother's impending spasms felt his own balls' tighten as his cock spat into her quim. "Feel my cock spit, cream your cunt, mother," he groaned as he unloaded his second load of love into his mother's receptive hole. "Watch her shake girls, isn't she wonderful!" His mother did indeed shake as she felt the bliss roar through her body and the disappointment as her son shrank from her inner folds. Fortunately, her daughter Dagmar was right there to help her find her heat again. When she finally opened her eyes she found Dagmar sucking away, unloading her cum bucket of her son's cream. Beverly was licking her juices off her son's dick. "Oh you taste so good Mrs. Anderson," Beverly said as she licked the cock of her affection. Mrs. Anderson laughed and said, "I think it's time for you to call me Kate, Beverly or maybe mom because I know how much you love my son." They spent the night slowly making love to one another, woman on woman, man on woman, or anyway they could that would help them to orgasm. Paul enjoyed the heavenly aroma of pussy, overwhelmingly strong, emanating from the gushing pussies of his loves. Finally, they feel asleep in each other's arm's exhausted by their lovemaking. The next morning when they woke up Paul reached for both his mother and Beverly. He carefully felt them up while he watched his sister stroke him. Soon things started to heat up but as he moved to take his mother, much to his surprise, she stopped the play that was taking place and said "I think its time to talk; believe it or not, get to know each other better. We need to understand why we have arrived in this bed together, because I'm sure you're aware that this kind of thing is uncommon. I think we can start when we three girls first started to notice Paul had gone through puberty beginning his quest. Beverly of course knew Paul watched her body undulate and consequently undulated all the more for him. Dagmar could see Paul was going to become a very horny man, and to begin with, wanted him for herself. I had not allowed my husband in my bed for years so I was in a constant state arousal, especially when I would give Paul a small kiss and he was instantly aroused. Paul I know you were not aware of all this because you were the youngest and the only male in our family group so you enjoyed none of the confidences shared amongst us women. But we girls started to notice each other's interest in you. Beverly, would you like to start?" "Sure Mrs. a, err mom. When I first began to come to your home, I began to notice you and Dagmar were very sexual people. My mom had always taught to shave all that "dirty" hair from my pubes, but you and Dagmar were just as hairy as I am. When you wore bathing suits, I could see you didn't follow my mother's dictates. My mom is a very cold person. I just didn't follow in her foot steps. So naturally, I asked Dagmar why you didn't. She sent me to talk to you .That was the first time I came to you Kate with a question about sex. Anyway, that's when I learned about your theory about hair or the lack of it. You explained that you husband had gone bald at twenty-five and that he was sexually driven. You had asked a doctor about it. He said it was because your husband produced an excess of bad testosterone, which burnt his hair away. Because your husband was the way he was you were sure that as night follows day he over produced every kind of testosterone. You had then watched other men, discovering, that generally it confirmed your suspicions no hair on top with lots on the body was a sure sign of an over sexed male. This of course led you to think of what the signs would be in women. Knowing your own inclinations to be over sexed, you examined your own body finding them. A luxuriant growth between your legs, the fact you had to remove hair which grew around your nipples, and, I am going to give away our secret to Paul, all three of us have light mustaches which we constantly eliminate. You then told me it made you laugh to think your husband wore a very expensive toupee to cover up the sign that would tell women the very thing he wanted them to know about himself. It was then you stopped shaving between your legs exhibiting your bush only to those you wanted to. When you explained it to Dagmar she too stopped shaving as did I. There was an added bonus, you told me. A very aroused woman would spill her moisture onto her hair sending the scent of her arousal to whom she wished. This had to be managed carefully you explained, kept clean at all times, so only the scent I wanted would come through. You don't know what a pain that is sometimes but I wanted to do it so I could attract you, Paul." Beverly then looked over at Paul and shyly said, "since then I have only worn a bathing suit in front of you. I know for a fact your mother and Dagmar have made that view exclusively your's as well. We felt safe in the fact you didn't know your mom's views. When I started showing my crowning glory to you, in my thong, allowing my scent to arouse you, your mother realized I wanted you to be my lover. She said she'd love to have me as a daughter but I was not to chase you but to allow you to grow into your love for me. In that she give the best guidance of my life. She then talked to Dagmar, because Dagmar was showing her hair to you as well. Dagmar confessed her love for you, and then in front of me, to my shock, your mother explained her lust for you. She then took your sister into her arms held her tightly, then explained that although they both lusted after you because of societies views and a thing called recessive genes their love was not to be .Your sister and she could hurt you very badly. Your sister promised your mother her love for you would not allow her to hurt you. I know how hard she struggled with herself to keep her hands off you. I encourage her when you began kissing her. I was pretty sure she eventually would send you to me.@ "It was excruciating for me waiting for you to mature. I told your mom how sexually aroused I was. She told me, Dagmar and I should help each other much to my indignation. She laughed at me and said that because we both loved you we'd better get use to the idea we'd be around each other a lot. She went and told Dagmar the same thing that it wouldn't hurt to become acquainted with each others bodies. That night we started our ritual of loving each other. We learned each other's bodies' wants, as we only thought of you. Beverly blushed with this revelation and ducked her head as he watched the pink glow spread over her breasts and face. "While I'm being embarrassed," she said, "I also want you to look closely at my pubic hair which I grew for you. Up until now you have been to close to really see it." Beverly spread her legs and for the first time he really looked at her. Her hair was so thick and luxuriant that even with her legs apart he could barely see her sex. He looked closely seeing for the first time it began at her navel with a thin small line, which ran down her abdomen until it flared out over her pubic bone. As she spread herself even wider, he saw it narrowed slightly as it covered her sex, but spilled down her thighs slowly lessening and stopping after almost two inches. As she had described, her moisture wet her hair sending the aroma of love to him. She then rolled over on her stomach and lifted her bottom and again he could but faintly see her sex with the dew forming upon it. The hair ran up until it reached her brown wrinkle hole, where it surrounded it before continuing on up a little further. Dagmar after watching him examine Beverly insisted he look at hers' as well. The hair was even longer than Beverly's, but so light in color that it only formed a thick veil over the lips of her very wet and swollen sex. Her scent was heavenly. She had the same hair on her inner thighs as Beverly, which she began to scratch as he watched. "Do you like our sideburns?" She asked. In answer, he buried his face in her hair and kissed the inner thighs where it grew. His mom laughed at their antics and said "You'll be seeing so much of mine you'll be sick of it by the time I'm through with you." "Never," he said, as he spread her legs and give a long slow French kiss deep into her heated, drenched, sex that started the games again. He then asked his sister to center herself on the bed and asked his mom to straddle his sister with each of their pubic regions presented to the other face. He then crawled up onto the bed behind his mom and with a steady stroke entered her exceedingly wet and swollen sex. Beverly he said "I want you to tell all of us in the nastiest words possible what you're seeing. Would you do please sit on that chair, where I can see you, and pleasure yourself." Bev moved to the chair and sat slowing lifting her legs over each arm until she was spread eagled as wide as she possible could. Even with all the hair her gapping swollen sex showed through as she inserted one finger then two. "I see your cock incestuously filling your mother's cum bucket," she said as she rubbed her twat. "Your sister is lying beneath you with her mouth open catching the drops leaking from your mother's swollen cunt lips as you draw them back and forth with your fucking motion. Now your mother is moving her mouth down on to your sisters' snatch. She is sticking out her tongue, lapping the juice, which is flowing from your sister. Your sister is reaching up and rubbing your balls with one hand while she rubs your mother's clit with the other Now your mother is burying her face into your sister sucking and pulling on her clit She has expose her own cunt even more. Now you've driven your fuck rod even further into her now very red pussy. Your sister has grabbed your mother by the hips and has lifted her face up against you screwing muscle. Shes' licking your mom's clit and your fuck tool at the same time. Your mother's starting to shake. Oh she's coming. Fuck her Paul. Fuck her. Ooooooh That's soooo incredibly hot. Oh your cum is squirting out of her cunt. Your sister is sucking it up. She's coming I'm coming Oooooh!!!!" Beverly had three fingers in her pussy with her thumb on her clit in a tight grip as her spasms over came her. Her body shook with the bliss that over took her. She crawled up beside Paul pulling his rod out his mother's love hole, sucking on it, tasting the sweet honey of his mother's love. The four of them collapsed on the bed falling, into a deep sexually satisfied sleep. They were in bed with each other for three days only leaving to eat, drink and void. One morning Paul woke up with a massive erection. When the girls noticed and started to tease him he explained it only was because he had to go. Dagmar laughed saying she thought it was in their honor, but Beverly looked thoughtful following him when he went to the bathroom. When he started to go she slid up behind him, warped her arms around him and rubbed her pubic hair against his bottom. With one hand rubbing his stomach she asked if she could steer. He allowed her to. She missed more than she hit what she was aiming for, "We're sure going to have to clean that up," he laughed. "I promise I'll practice," she replied as she gently stroked the last few drops from his penis. His mother then got them up and dressed because she had a few things to do in town and wanted his sister to help. Beverly was torn as to whether she wanted to stay with Paul or go with them. She finally decided it would be an unfair advantage if she stayed with him going with his mom. While everyone was out of the house he finally had a chance to remove the unused cameras which where still in place after his disastrous snooping. He had been thinking about them a lot, worried they might be discovered. He planned to come clean to his loved ones someday but he couldn't stand the look of hurt he was sure would come if he confessed. His electronic mind worked on the problem of miniaturizing the optics even more. When he suddenly realized it would better to digitally scan a room sending signals rather than try to look through a lens. That way he could avoid the size of the lens altogether. It was that day the seeds were sown for an invention, which would start him on his way to his own personal fortune .He worked in the basement well into the afternoon jotting notes to himself. He was formulating a spy device that would look exactly like a thumb tack. The pin of the tack would be the aerial that would send the signal to the translation computer he would build in the basement room. The translator would send the signal in viewing mode on to his T.V in his bedroom. Late in the afternoon Beverly came to get him. His concentration was so great he didn't notice her till she stepped out of her panties. The sudden smell of aroused woman registered on his brain. He picked her up and set her on his workbench with her legs spread so he could sniff at the source. She started to giggle telling him to settle down or soon all his loves would be down. He would ruin a perfectly good dinner when he could have what he smelled for desert. Paul laughed, but wouldn't allow her to get back into her panties goosing her under her skirt all the way up the stairs as they went up to eat. His mother sat at the head of the table smiling at her loved ones as she severed an after dinner brandy. It was not her habit to drink. She certainly had no plans to encourage it in her children. Tonight she wanted everybody to be relaxed when they headed up to bed. She wanted to watch her son make slow love to his sister and his Beverly. She felt she could use her fingers to help herself. Soon they were headed up the stairs and stripped for bed. Kate told her children what she wanted and Dagmar drew straws with Beverly for first go. Dagmar won, and soon was happily full of her bothers manhood. "Remember how I feel about nasty words," reminded Kate, "Never to be spoken anywhere else, but always in the bedroom." As her orgasm approached after a long slow fuck, Dagmar told him to speed up and fill her with hard thrusting cock that gave her the orgasm she wanted so badly. After she came he pulled out spewing his semen all over her trembling teats remembering her demands the first night they made love. Kate stood up sucking his cock rigid again, while Beverly rubbed his cock spit into Dagmar's boobs. When he was ready, Beverly mounted him but instead of fucking, they lay there with his dick deep inside her soaking in the juices she was manufacturing for him. He loved the feel of her ass in his hands playing with it as he occasional stroked to maintain their passion. He spread her cheeks, once again noticed the luxuriant hair she grew there. He took the hair surrounded her anus twisting it into a small tail he gently pulled as he stoked inside of her , She enjoyed the sensation he was causing in her bum hole telling him to do it some more. Little did they know it was to become a habit of a lifetime when ever any of his loves mounted him from above. During a slow fuck, he always twirled and pulled their anal hair. While twirling he remembered Beverly telling him about the hair they removed from their bodies. That his mother regularly removed the hair, which grew, around her nipples. "Do you have nipple hair like mom?" He asked quietly in her ear. She nodded the affirmative and whispered back that Dagmar did too. His cock started to cause his abdomen to tighten, forcing him to stroke into Beverly more vigorously, forgetting for the moment the new information he'd acquired. She replied with large thrusts of her own. As their humping intensified Dagmar who had up to that point been sucking on her mother's clit turned to watch them. As Beverly began to shake Paul squirted his cum deep into her love hole while his mother and sister argued as to who would eat his cum from Beverly's swollen sex. Paul fell asleep listening to the gentle sounds of three women loving each other's bodies. Morning came and with it a mother's loving fuck as the other two women sixty nined beside them. After Breakfast Paul returned to his basement room and made a list of the supplies, which he felt, he would need for his new project. He asked his sister if she would help him and off they went. They soon had everything he needed or it was on order to be sent to the house. They carried the boxes and bags down into the basement, and then went searching for their mom. They found her flat on her back legs spread eagled by the pool. Her bikini top thrown to one side to enable Beverly to suck on a nipple while a hand was deep in his mom's bikini bottom. The hand formed a mound over her sex. She clenched her stomach muscles sending her hips skyward forcing Beverly fingers deeper into her sea of warm moisture. "Just a moment dears while Beverly finishes up." She moaned as her whole body began to shake caused by the mounting orgasm Beverly was creating deep inside her body. "Why don't you ladies stay by the pool while I work on my ideas this after noon," Paul said. That was fine with them and Paul had some time to himself. As he worked, visible progress began to appear. The translator was beginning to take shape as three very naked ladies arrived to take him to bed. It was then he realized it was after midnight and he feel asleep almost immediately with Beverly laying on top of him, his hand on her bum. His sister and mother on either side of him each with one of his legs tucked between their thighs so he could feel their hot sodden pussies. When they woke up in the morning his mother told him that just like Beverly it was time for her to tell her side of the story of their progress towards the communal bed. "As you know, I kicked my husband out of the marriage bed because he had started to dip his wick almost anywhere. This left a very horny woman with only her toys to keep her company. You don't know this Paul, but I caught you a few times pleasuring yourself. I never stayed to watch, except once, when I was so horny I fingered myself as I watched you come I apologize now for invading you privacy. When your sister promised me she would not hurt you, I joined her in that vow. I stuck to it until the night you took Beverly for the first time. I'm sorry loves but you made so much noise I thought you were fighting. I arrived in time to watch you take Beverly's then Dagmar's virginity. Your sister while she watched you deflower Beverly caught me looking but didn't let on, then knowingly had herself deflowered right in front of me. You and Beverly were so enthralled with each other you never saw me. After a while I think Dagmar forgot I was there because she was so besotted with love for you both. The next morning after your loving, Dagmar confronted me. The Jig is Up Ch. 02 "Mother," she said in anger, "you're wrong! You saw what happened last night; it was the most beautiful expression of love you have witnessed. Deep down you know it. I didn't hurt Paul, I loved him and he loved me, Beverly taught me that and I will forever thank her for it. That she could be so sharing really shows, what love is all about. When she decided to adopt us as her family, we were truly blessed. Wake up and smell the coffee mother or better yet wake up and love us all. No matter what you decide, I want you at the breakfast table with a smile on your lips." With that, she stormed out of the room. I guess you two thought she had gone to the bathroom. When you came down for breakfast, I couldn't help myself, when I asked you what you had been up to. You should have seen the look on your sister's face. So now I'm confronted by the fact my son is loving two beautiful young women and I still want him in my bed badly. Do I have a double standard because I threw out my husband for having more than one women contemplating going to bed with a man that already had two in his? No! My husband would dip his wick anywhere. My son did no such thing. He knew whom he loved. By the time he was nineteen he still had not dated anyone. Do you know any other young man who would do that? I certainly don't. That he loves us totally and will never stray I am certain. That's what led me to this communal bed." After mom's talk they all went down to breakfast. After his last cup of coffee Paul begged off so he could work on his new electronic toys He completed the jury rigged translator and built his first "thumbtack" Once he had built one it was easy to build dozens more. He emptied a real thumbtack box and substituted his copies. Then he began to build the receiver and controls for his television. That night only Beverly arrived and began to rub her sex against his leg to gain his attention. It was again after midnight and she told him his mom and sister were fast asleep after exhausting themselves. "They didn't leave you out did they?" He worried. "No Paul they would never do that. I still tingle from their lovemaking. I was just concerned about you and came down to find you .Have you eaten since breakfast?" She asked. "No," he replied as he again lifted her up on to his work bench, "but I'm going to right now." He then buried his face in her fur as he sucked on her sex until the lips were swollen with lust and her body began to shake. He then stood up and kissed her on the lips as his penis slide into her sex. Her orgasm began immediately, leaving her shaking with the relief of it in his arms They were alone together as he felt his love for her fly through his penis into her waiting warmth. They climbed into bed beside their sleeping lovers and held each other, as they feel asleep. Morning came again. His mom already awake stoked his sex as his sister wrapped her arms around him. They had obviously missed him yesterday and they satisfied their needs before breakfast. He returned to his workroom and after several hours completed the unit for the television. He then went and got the set kissing his Beverly in the hall as he passed her. When he finished installing the controls, he returned it to his room and went to find his women. Bad news awaited him, his father had returned, and would be staying for about a week. His sister and mother would have to stay away from him, but they all felt Beverly could sleep with him. If they were caught, his father would think he was a chip off the old block. He was not happy with this arrangement and to his surprise nor was Beverly. The four of them were a loving unit and it didn't work as well when one or two were missing. Then it struck him. The thumbtacks would be their salvation. He rushed to the basement tuned on the translator and stuffed the thumbtacks in his pocket and charged out to find his loves They were by the pool and his father was nowhere in sight. He showed them the thumb tacks. At first they thought he was crazy but when he explained what they were for and then told them his idea. His mother strangely particularly liked his plan. He rushed to the maids rooms and replaced the tacks that were holding up their notice of duties with his own checking to make sure the angle he put them at covered the beds. Meanwhile his mother had called his dad for lunch allowing him to slip into his dad's room and place tacks in some inconspicuous places but allowing a full view of the room. After lunch, his dad returned to his room. Paul and his mother headed for the pool. He was surprised at the bathing suit his mother wore. It actually had legs. Although it was a two-piece, it only showed his mother's midriff and not much of that. Then he realized she was not about to show her glory to his dad even if his father might not understand the signal. Consequently when Dagmar and Beverly showed up similarly attired he understood that their glory was only for him as they had told him. They were all happy to hear the plans were proceeding nicely and went to his bedroom to see if things worked. He tuned on his television immediately being rewarded with a view of one of the maids rooms. Flicking through the channels the other maids room show up, then his father's with his father sitting at his desk Great! They knew where he was. All four played with each other's bodies checking to make sure his father remained in his room. Dinner was a pleasant affair. Unlike lunch everybody including his father seemed happy. All declined his father's offer of a drink and everyone seemed anxious to retire early. Paul returned to his room and turned on the television. He told his sister and his mom to go to their rooms just in case his father didn't do what he thought he'd do. He checked the channels with Beverly finding his father in the shower. .He then checked the maids' rooms one after the other. One of the maids was just getting into bed nude. The other was tying a robe over a body, which was only wearing thong panties. He flipped back to his father's room and as he did so he felt Beverly hold up her face to be kissed which he did long and lovingly. "What was that for?" He asked. "That, my love, was for a man who just flipped past two beautiful women, both almost in the nude and didn't even bother to look". Paul continued to flick through channels until he saw his father put on his silk robe over his nude body. He turned to Beverly telling her to go advise the other women as he turned up the sound. Yes, his father was on the move. His father left his bedroom. Paul switched to the maid's room who was wearing the robe. Sure enough she was sitting on her bed waiting for something. Paul was almost certain his conjectures were correct. He waited. Just as his lovers entered his room, there come a loud single knock on the maid's door. She immediately got up leaving her room. Paul quickly switched to the other maid's room just in time to see his father enter with the maid with the robe right behind him. "Mother are you sure you want to watch this?" "Are you kidding" she replied, "this is making me hot. I can already feel my pussy gush. What woman ever gets to enjoy watching her cheating asshole while she cheats on him?" His father had dropped his rob as the one maid dropped hers'. She stood before him in her thong and his father fell to his knees and ran his tongue along the very wet crotch of the panties before taking them in his teeth and pulling gently to expose the completely bald carefully shaved pubes. Paul's mother laughed at the hairless pussy as the other maid threw back the covers and started to finger an equally hairless cunt. Soon Paul's father had the first maid's panties off and as he stood up Paul's mom saw the hard cock she hadn't touched in years. "Paul I want you to fuck me hard right now." She said as she knelt on the bed doggie style facing the TV. "Come do me baby as I watch you father get his rocks off. Let me feel your love for me while he screws her." Dagmar sat on the edge of the bed slowly fingering herself as she watched her father until Beverly, who had no interest in what was happening, sat on the floor between her legs and slid her tongue into her sex making love to her. Paul climbed on to the bed behind his mom but instead of burying his dick in her soft folds, he spread the cheeks of her ass and licked her hairy glory. Suddenly he had a overwhelming urge to shove his tongue into her anus. When his mother felt that intrusion, she shot her bum back, eagerly trying to drive his tongue deep into her ass. . "What a wonderful Idea," she cried as she felt his tongue deep in her rectum. Your father wanted to fuck me in the ass for years but I would never let him. Son, would you like to plunge your pecker into my virgin ass hole? Beverly I'm sorry to interrupt you at what you are doing but could run and get the mineral oil from Paul's medicine cabinet?" "Are you sure you want to do this mother?" Paul asked worriedly. "I am sure that I would like to try," his mother replied as Beverly returned with the oil, "Put some of that oil on my anus and cover your pole with it Paul." Paul followed her instructions with the addition of sliding a well-oiled finger gently into his mother's very tight bum. Soon his mother's sphincter muscles relaxed around his digit. He gently removed it. He placed his penis against her rectum just as his dad entered the maid. With a gentle push, he inserted the tip. His mother groaned. He waited for her to relax again. Each time her muscles relaxed, he would ease into her some more until he was buried in her. "Does that feel okay mom?" He asked. "Yes," she replied, "it feels different but its so warm and I feel so full. Start moving it gently son. I'll tell you if you are causing any serious pain." With slow sliding strokes, Paul slide himself in and out until he had built up a steady rhythm that seemed to satisfy his mother's wants. Dagmar reached under his mom beginning a slow massage of her cunt and clit as their mom watched their dad cheat on her. His dad was increasing his tempo as his mother moaned, "Fill my ass with your love sweet baby let me feel your love" and with that his dad and he came together each fulfilling their own needs, Paul with his love and his father with the quick fuck he always enjoyed. Beverly reached for her man but was surprised and hurt when he pulled away from her. His mother rolled over and said "That was the sweetest most satisfying, loving, piece of revenge I have ever enjoyed . Turn down the volume son, we have to know where he is but I'm no longer interested in what he's doing." "Mother its shower time, we need to clean up." "Yes son, your right, never touch your other angels until you have cleaned up after that kind of loving." Beverly face broke into a smile as she realized her lover had only been protecting her. She had been prepared to lick and suck his penis because she loved them so much forgetting the dangers that were entailed. So she grabbed Dagmar and sucked on her hot moist sex instead, as Paul and Kate headed for the shower. It was a wonderful shower filled with soap and love, rubbing, and kissing and more soap. They washed each other with Paul paying particular attention to her bum because he knew from watching her in the shower this was what she cleaned the most. It wasn't really necessary because they continued to over clean ever part they had, until finally they wrapped themselves in towels reentering the bedroom. There to find Dagmar taking her turn licking and loving Beverly's hairy snatch while Beverly checked to make sure their dad was still occupied. After they lay down beside their loving partners Paul turned up the volume listening to his father rut with the two maids. As he tuned in his father was groaning "I'm going to tear me a new cunt in you bitch and when I'm finished with you I'm going to fuck that whore over there till she bleeds" Paul promptly turned down the volume and turned to his lovers. "I know mom and you too Dagmar love to talk nasty when you make love. Beverly also likes it and enjoys the way you two talk, but I've discovered she also likes a quieter more gentle form of talk. So now I'm going to tell you what I don't like .I don't like any mention of words like whore ,slut and anything that is demeaning to women. I don't like any thing which makes reference to the causing of sever pain or physical damage. Should in our love making and rough housing I accidentally cause you pain of any sort I want to know immediately so we can adjust. I know mom you like to feel you have been ravished. That is why you like the language, which we use and will continue to use at night. In the mornings, we are going to use the kind of language Beverly likes because I think you'll like it too. One last thing, but the most important, know that I love you all to distraction, I often forget to say it, but I never forget to do it because it's part of me. If you watch my actions you will always know." His mother turned to him with both the love of a prideful mother and a needful woman, which burned him with it's heat to the core. Love me my son, holding him in her arms as he fell asleep thinking 'Dad! The jig is up!' The Jig is Up Ch. 03 Paul slowly awoke finding himself still in his mother's arms, her teats pressed hard against his body. It was a very pleasant way to begin the day. He discovered Dagmar and Beverly had watched his dad all night so he could sleep in his mother's soft embrace. When they were all sufficiently awake, his mother turned to her daughter telling her it was her turn to tell the tale of how she ended up in the communal bed. Dagmar tossed her lovely hair over her shoulder, laughed and began. "I was perpetually horny, my pussy ran all the time," she said as she laughed, "I felt I needed a man constantly. Looking around I soon found lots of them. They all wanted to do me, but very few wanted to love me. I kept noticing my little brother and how he seemed to adore me following me around all the time and latter both of us as Beverly became my best friend. Beverly disliked her own mom liking my own so much that she was over as much as she could be. Beverly also thought my young brother was "hot" which brought him under my scrutiny. I realized he thought we were hot too. I already loved him and it was easy to make the transition to lust as well." At this point Paul gave his sister a passionate kiss responding to the love she was freely admitting. Dagmar returned the kiss just as passionately before continuing her account. "Mom caught on and gave me the don't hurt your brother speech which kept my hands off of you. I tried to date, but as soon as they tried to "get to first base," all I could think of was you. Dating became a big disappointment and Beverly helped fulfill my needs. Well, that is, until the night you danced with me and then kissed me. I rushed up stairs and told Beverly what had happened and what you had said about kissing me. Beverly simply said kiss him every night and then licked my horny slit till I came, dreaming of your kiss. The next month passed like the wind for me as you kissed me night after night and night after night I made love to myself if Beverly was not around to help. Meanwhile Beverly was having problems at home. She and her mom were fighting, supposedly over how much time she was spending with us. In reality they were so diametrically opposed in everything they thought and did that it was simply continuing dislike. When I found out I wanted Beverly to feel loved. I would hold her in my arms and told her everything we did. Right down to the most minuet detail. I told her how our kissing was escalating to more. Because of my promise to my mom I was unsure what to do. Beverly said when it became too much I was to send you to her because she was sure what to do." This time Beverly interrupted her account to move behind her and hug her, while raining small kisses on Dagmar's neck and shoulders. Beverly continued to hold her while once again Dagmar took up her story. "When I sent you I was positive what she meant was she would look after your needs for me. I didn't realize she had schemes of her own. The night you came to get me I was as surprised as you. Paul, remember when you tasted her love for the first time and she left you? She brought me to your mouth with her finger in me, bringing me almost to orgasm, before setting me on your sweet tongue. She held my breasts the way I like , as I come on your hot tongue immediately. Beverly and I had always assumed she would have your virginity so she gave me everything she could before taking it including allowing me to see what I knew she thought to be her greatest, most fulfilling moment. When she mounted and started to slide you into her I saw mom watching. Mom caught me once saying the royal F word as she calls it. Instead of giving me heck, she told me it was so much better if I kept those words for the bedroom. The words would lose their potency if they were used commonly. That night was the first time I used words of that nature since she had told me her thoughts, partly because I knew she was watching and would love them. You don't know this Paul but Beverly invited me with her body to taste your mix and I was in such a horny mess I loved it. When after you came in me, you took your cream in your mouth, and gave it to Beverly, you instinctively did the perfect thing. You enabled me to give her back her loving gift. By the way mother, you were right. I loved losing my maidenhead in front of you. I think it helped my orgasm." His dad was still fast asleep, exhausted by his evening travails, Paul guessed. Paul put his hand between Dagmar's soft inner thighs and asked if he might love her first that morning after hearing her confession. His mom and Beverly readily agreed. First he was going to lick her hairy inner thighs he explained to the others as he worked his face into the V her legs formed for him. Almost as soon as his touched the hair, his shaft of love hardened to an almost painful degree. To relieve himself a little he asked his mom to rub it. She instead, sucked it into her mouth covering it in a thick layer of salvia. He licked his way into Dagmar's furry valley pulling gently on mouthfuls of hair, occasionally having to stop to remove a stray hair. He developed a method of licking them off on her slightly domed tummy. The beautiful dome all women have covering their womb. He moved back and moved his tongue again over the cleft in her valley. Soon a stream began to run through the valley and he tried to damn it with his tongue. But it flowed steadily and ran down to pool in the soft brown hole below the cleft. Just between the two mountains, which contained it. Dagmar lifted her legs higher, and he sucked on the pool to empty it, licking it dry. He then moved his tongue up through mound above the valley licking the mass of hair, which grew so luxuriantly there. Soon his tongue followed a thin hairy line almost like a road until it reached the pothole in her belly, which he filled with his tongue. Dagmar quivered under his loving tongue as it moved further up her body until his head bumped into soft heavy mounds. He lifted his head and watched goose bumps rise, as rosebuds popped from the succulent flesh. His warm mouth covered one then the other bud as Dagmar began to shiver with lust. His throbbing shaft slid from his mother's mouth as he began to lie down on his sister. The tip of his spear entered the grotto it found, in the cleft his tongue had earlier explored. His tip blocked for a moment the stream, which flowed there. His head moved further up and Dagmar clasped him to her body as her mouth pressed against his, then opened allowing him full access to her sweet mouth. His spear entered her moist cave. His whole being thrust deep into her heat repeatedly until his body was racked with wild tremors. Dagmar's stream turned into a river of love. It flowed down between the mounds into the soft brown hole. He regained his knees and once again explored the cleft where the river ran with tongue as his sister shook. His tongue thrust into the lake, which formed in the brown hole emptying it as he had done before. Once again, his shaft was enveloped in warm softness as Beverly this time took him into her mouth tasting the nectar she so often tasted before. He sighed as he removed his penis from Beverly's loving mouth and replaced it with his mouth and tongue loving the soft warmth as he bore her down into the bed holding her soft body close to his own. His mother pressed her teats into his back and hugged them both. His sister lay on the bed beside them too lethargic to move with the exception of the fingers that pushed their stream deep into her receptive warmth. Beverly had taken his virgin spend. His mother his overwhelming lust. Now, Dagmar had had taught him the depths of love, that a woman with her body, can transport her man to. Her loving response to his deep penetration had brought love to a new plateau for him and he worshiped her for it. Beverly was now kissing him so passionately he knew that she recognized what had happened and was pleased that her lover and friend, Dagmar, had her own special place in his heart, as did they all. It was time to come back to reality. He jerked his head towards the television screen looking at his mother and with contempt asked, "What are you going to do about that?" "Nothing," she replied, "he's our smoke screen and our financial provider. I intend to leave it that way for the time being using him as he has used me." ******** A few days after his dad left, a letter arrived from his dad's lawyer advising Kate he wanted a divorce. Through a lot of legal paraphrases it basically said due to the fact he wasn't getting any he wanted out. His mother took him to the cleaners. Unbeknownst to Paul, his mother had his dad followed, against this day, and knew of every sexual escapade he had gone on. She got the house, cars, cottage, mountain retreat and Mediterranean condominium as well as half the family assets plus a huge settlement against his future earnings. It would maintain her lifestyle. Mom's lawyer also advised her since Beverly was now over twenty there was no legal impediment to what she had in mind. Their mom had not told them she was looking into Beverly's situation until she was sure she knew what she could do. One afternoon she asked if she could borrow Beverly for a little while and took her out to the pool, taking a small black brief case with her. She sat Beverly down with her arms around her and told he she had been looking into adopting her but because she was of legal age she could not. That, she told Beverly had not stopped her and her lawyer had come up with an alternative solution. Kate then drew out of the brief case, a sheath of papers she wanted Beverly to sign. It was a contract for the princely sum of one dollar a year guaranteed Beverly's continuing education and life support including such things as a generous clothing, car, and entertainment allowance for five year with an option to renew at the end of that time. It was a contract, which demonstrated love and commitment showing no fear of the abuse that was possible. Beverly burst into tears. Partly because of her love of his mother, but also from the sense of relief that flooded her. The others had not realized the pressure Beverly had been under at home. She was constantly battling with her parents to maintain her freedom. Raw hatred now existed between Beverly and her mother. Paul began to wonder what was going on as the hours passed and finally went out to the pool to find the two of them fully dressed. They were kissing each other as though they had been away from each other for years. Beverly explained what had transpired and he began to kiss his mother with equal intensity. Then, they all went looking for Dagmar. They knew she would be overjoyed with the news. They were a union which showed their love physically, and when they found Dagmar in her bedroom, they all stripped and Beverly was soon spread eagled on the bed. One woman each was suckling a teat, teasing a nipple, and tonguing an areola. Paul gently pulled on her inner labia with his lips before sucking her clit to a hip thrusting, bucking, frantic seizure of love. Shaking from orgasmic tension Beverly grabbed both women's heads forcing their faces harder against her trembling teats as she clamped her thighs around her lover's head, and hoarsely moaned her joy into the evening air. The next morning Paul's mother made arrangements to have Beverly's personal things removed from the family home, realizing how difficult it had been on her. If Beverly wanted she would never have to be in contact with her mother again. Beverly was never told the difficulties the sheriff's officers had removing her clothes from her home. Beverly, fortunately never gave it a thought, loving her new mother with all her soul and basking in the soft mental embrace of a mother who truly loved her. The women maintained excellent grades at college reaching honor lists time after time. Paul's grades began to slip as the year progressed turning from mostly A's to mostly B's. The two girls arrived in his workroom one day to angrily confront him. They both knew what he was capable of and knew he had been slacking off. They also knew he was endangering their love life, for if their mother found out the loving would be over. Beverly opened up with how could you do this to me while Dagmar cried. At first, he didn't understand what they were talking about through all the wailing that was going on. It was soon made abundantly clear if his grades didn't improve her was cut off. Beverly wanted to know if she was to marry an ignoramus. Dagmar informed him she couldn't tolerate stupidity and obviously he hadn't matured enough to handle his responsibilities to himself and to them. It suddenly dawned on him he had been an ass slacking off, because he found life so good. He had forgotten it was so good because he had worked extremely hard to make it that way. He begged their forgiveness and promised he would meet the requirements to make dean's list by the end of the year. They in turn promised not to tell mom because they all knew if mom found out he would be cut off immediately. Truthfully, the ladies certainly did not want that if their objectives could be meet. Paul soon learned there was a penalty to be paid for not doing the studying he should've been. He had to work long into the nights missing the arms of his loved ones. He crawled into bed only to sleep in his women's arms. Beverly often on top of him as he feel asleep reviewing a physics problem as he absent- mindedly twirled and pulled at her bum hair. The girls didn't mind but his mother started to notice his inattention to her. It scared her. Perhaps she had done the wrong thing by her son. She was wracked with quilt. Her shame, that she may have molested him for her own needs knew no bounds. His inattention was mistaken for a lack of interest. Their mom became moody as time went on and Paul was too busy with his studies to notice. The girls did but at first were unaware as to why. Then one night as Paul climbed into bed with them and reached for his mother, to hold as he fell asleep, she eased away from him and placed him in Dagmar's arms instead. He feel asleep twirling Dagmar's anal hair instead not noticing his mother had rejected him. Beverly lay there in shock. The loving Beverly always noticed the vibes between them. This was the woman was as far as she was concerned had saved her life. She had just rejected the man they all loved to distraction. The conference began the next day after school with Dagmar, her lover and confident in all things female when she couldn't go to their mom. Paul was soon brought into the meeting and up to date, as to what was going on. There was nothing for it. They would have to tell their mother about his grades. In the mood Kate was in their sex life was over. The only females Paul would see naked would be Mrs. Thumb and her four sisters. Then it struck them, they could try one thing. A night filled with love with their mom as the main tasty treat. Paul could afford one night off as his professors were all complementing him on his improvement. His mom and the girls were in his mom's bed watching T. V. as planned when he came into her room after supper. He lay down beside her and stroked her leg. She began to move away from him only to find Dagmar uptight against her feeling her teat. She loved the feel of Dagmar's ministrations and Paul continued to rub her leg, higher and higher. She tried to bring her legs together in an attempt to stop the interesting feeling her son was starting to arouse in her. But Beverly was in the way sitting between her feet. She hadn't noticed her there, but there she was. The reason she hadn't was that Beverly had been hovering over her. She looked for the right place to strategically place herself so Kate couldn't reject her son. Nothing was said as her son now rubbed the edge of her thong panties and her pussy began to weep into her glory. her body was betraying her. She was simply a nasty old lady who couldn't stop molesting her son. His hand was now rubbing her pussy. It was on fire the moisture doing nothing to quench the flames. Kate pulled her teat from her daughter's lips and started to rise, but there was Beverly lying on top of her. Bev looked deep into her eyes before kissing her. Sliding his finger under her thong and touching her moistness. Beverly and she were teat to teat sliding their nipples against each other as Beverly her daughter Beverly, placed Kate's hand on her son's rampant staff. Oh she knew that feel so well. Suddenly she felt her son's tongue in her ear and then his whisper, "Mom I have neglected you when I promised you would always know I loved you through my actions. In the fullness of time, you will find my behavior has been directed by love. Tonight you must forgive me. I had not realized you could misinterpret them. My Beverly and my Dagmar are terribly distraught you might for a moment feel you were not a necessary part of our love. Tonight is for you." With that, Beverly was suddenly gone along with Kate's thong, replaced by her son's warm loving body. She could feel male hardness against her and realized it was for her. Her love for her son energized her and her mood, which had dragged her down in to despair lifted as a new dawn brings light to the day. Knowing her love of language in the bedroom her son with a warm tongue probing in her ear said heatedly, "You are going to be fucked mom, not just by me, but by your three loves who feel you have been neglected. Your cunt will be licked and sucked until it is so swollen the least touch will be ecstasy. Your hips will thrash and buck looking to fill your cunt, but it will remain empty until you beg me to fill you. Your sexy slime will flow down your thighs and I will drink it from your hairy side burns. Then you will be screwed until your thighs tremble with lust. As you're pronged Dagmar and Beverly will suck your teats until your nipples are rock hard and your areolas will attempt to rise on there on accord. I will drive my cock deep, until your cervix sucks the tip and your cunt tries to suck the cream from my dick. Beverly will shove a finger up your ass until you wiggle your bum forcing it further. Dagmar will thrust her tongue into your mouth and your three love holes will be filled." A little while later she found herself begging for her fucking. Her cunt empty as her hips waved it uselessly in the air. Finally, Paul asked, "Are you sure mother? Do I love you mother? Do you love me mother? Will I always love you mother? Do you need to be fucked by your son? Does he need to be fucked by you? "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, oooooh yes," she cried as she felt a hard cock enter her cunt, a finger in her asshole and a tongue drive into her mouth. Moments later she began to shake in her son's arms as her orgasm overcame her and she knew she was were she belonged. She was a vain old witch, she thought to herself, doubting for a moment that she didn't belong. She was enjoying the sensations her loves were providing as she slowly calmed in her lovers hands. But they weren't through with her. Beverly replaced her son between her legs and licked their man's cum from her inner recesses slowly causing a return of those desires that only love can satisfy. Paul kissed her, entering her mouth with his sweet tongue, until the embers that dwelt within her burst once more into flame. Dagmar suckled on her breasts till the nipples were once again engorged aching with lust. Kate's hands held Beverly's head to her cunt as she trust her clit hard against her tongue bringing another intense orgasm. Again they ravaged her. This time it was Dagmar between her quivering acquiescent thighs loving with an intensity that once again fanned the flames of lust. Her son lightly nipped at her swollen, tender nipples, providing further rapture as Beverly slid her hot wet pussy over her lips and tongue giving her a wonderful cunt kiss, which went on and on. Again her body shuddered with orgasmic tension as her lust for her three loves overwhelmed her and she shook with her release. The Jig is Up Ch. 03 When she opened her eyes she found her Paul looking at her. "I hope you never again doubt we love you mother, but should it happen, next time tell us your fears so at least we can confirm or deny them." Paul place high on the dean's list that year and was placed in advanced studies for the following year. He had scored exceedingly well in physics, chemistry, and of course electronics. His nest would be difficult, but know he had an excellent base to advance upon thanks to those who loved him. His mother was told what had happened when she had become so unhappy, so she abruptly began to cry, women, just when you think you've got things figured out. Everything was okay now so why the water works? He had one other problem to settle. A chance remark, made by Beverly when she had confronted him about his marks, had lodged in the back of his mind and now he had time, he wanted to resolve it. The following day he went to his father's office, after making sure he won't be there. The receptionist was unbelievably beautiful. He asked if she had the name of the patent attorney his father used. She passed him on to his father's executive assistant, who was a gorgeous female as well. Noticing the beautiful women in his father office he realized his father was up to his old tricks. The assistant gave him the name he was seeking, and with a thank you he left. He phoned the attorney, introduced himself and asked for an appointment. A time was arranged for the following Monday. He took his notes and his tacks and showed them to the attorney. The attorney told him his fee for that kind of work was twenty thousand up front with billing for time and expenses. Paul explained he didn't have that kind of money. your father does he replied. Paul then explained his father was to know nothing of this. The attorney then told Paul he might do the legal work for a percentage of the take. If your invention fails I will make nothing the attorney said but if it succeeds you will make me rich, is that acceptable to you? My take will be ten percent of what ever I make for you. The attorney's take over the next ten years was to be ten percent of one point two billion dollars. A few weeks later, patents in place, the attorney sold his ideas and past him a check for seven million dollars, less ten percent of course. He explained that this was a signing bonus and the real money would come from royalties, which were ten dollars a tack and one hundred thousand a translator. With his future assured, he moved into the next stage of his planning by spending fifty thousand of it. Since he had been away only a few hours each day, he had not told his loved ones what he was up to. That night he took them to bed early. They teased him because he was particularly amorous with them. First he made love to his mom, then Dagmar and finally turned to his Beverly and asked her shyly if she would make love to him like the first night they had made love. Beverly moved her soft, voluptuous body on to his and grasping his love firmly in her hand placed him into her heat. They moved slowly at first, but as the friction formed the ember of their desire their movements became more frantic until her round lush bottom was slapping his thighs. The embers burst into flames and he shuddered in his release as she shook in his arms. Quietly, she lay on top of him regaining her breath. He began, almost shyly, to talk of the night Dagmar and she came to him about his grades. Twisting, twirling, and sometimes pulling, he gathered his thoughts and then said, "In your anger with me that night you told me you were going to marry me. You might not have wanted it to slip but you did. I feel it has been your intent from the first time you wore your thong bathing suit in front of me." She tried to make a reply, but he gently put his finger over her lips and then kissed her passionately. "I love all of you so much, but I may marry only one of you publicly for several reasons so tonight I ask you mother, you Dagmar, and you Beverly to marry me as I slip this ring on Beverly's finger. He pulled out the large diamond he had purchased that day and slipped it on Beverly's finger. Beverly looked for a moment at the ring and then started to cry as she hugged him to herself. When he looked over, he found two more women with tears running down their faces. "Please kiss me mother, and as soon as she is through , I want you to kiss me Dagmar." Dagmar had to wait quite awhile as his mother thoroughly kissed him, but when her turn came Paul kissed her so passionately it made up for the wait. They made love far into the night. The four of them were unable to get enough of them into each other's bodies. Paul at one point wanted to crawl into Dagmar's womb so he could be surrounded by her love. It would be a sensation, which would often be repeated over the years with all his women, and he would have loved to hear a psychiatrist's views when it happened with his mother. The next afternoon his mother quietly arranged for them to be alone for awhile and asked, "Paul I assume although you and Beverly are engaged you plan to finish school and find a job before you get married?" "Although I certainly intend to finish school I have no intention of waiting to get married," he answered. To begin with when I asked last night to be married I asked all of you and I now feel I am engaged to all of you. Before you ask me how I expect to keep, especially you mother, in the life style to which you have grown to expect, let me show you my bank account and the contracts I hold." He then explained what he had done in the last month before asking them to marry him. His mother soon realized he had, with adult maturity, covered all the bases. She stood up and holding out her hands to him said, "Yes son I will marry you in my heart and from this day forth honor you as I expect you to honor me." As the days marched by and the wedding plans formulated he noticed a change in his mother. Instead of telling him what to do, she would ask if he thought whether it would be a good idea if he did this of that. When she herself made decisions , he found her coming to him for his help. When she bought clothes, she took him along because she wanted to wear what they both liked. Kate fully expected him to allow her a new interest in his clothing, which she hadn't taken since he was fifteen. Suddenly Paul realized she was becoming his wife and was horning him as she had promised him. Dagmar and Beverly had always treated him that way but his mom was making the transition from mother to wife. When he kissed her and told her how much her loved her for her efforts, she laughed and said, "do something stupid and watch how fast I become your mother again." And then she kissed him back with a lusty tongue deep in his mouth and her pelvis grinding against his rapidly growing erection. "Let's find the girls, I need some of that and they would be some upset if they were left out," she said as she sauntered away from him giving her bottom an extra sway and jiggle to entice him, as she called the girls and headed for their bedroom. Clothing flew as they stripped and fell into bed in a squirming, wrestling, sexual heap, which slowly sorted itself out. Paul, was on top of his mom probing her deeply. Dagmar and Beverly pulled his legs apart and each placed a leg between their thighs. They kneaded their warm wet pussies against the back upper potion of his legs with their breasts pressed against his arms that supported his weight. They whispered in his ears what he should be doing to their mother when their tongues weren't busy and their hands played with his balls and butt, sometimes pushing down hard on his bum forcing him deeper into his mother's hot wet canal. Their advice becoming raunchier as their lecherousness increased. Finally, the physically impossible was advised with gusto as his mother thrust at him faster and faster rubbing his hardness into a gut wrenching orgasm, which she followed trembling in her release. The girls in a moment had him on his back with their mother over him spilling his come into his mouth a she cunt kissed him. Dagmar sucked the taste of their combined love off his softening phallus. One hand held Beverly's genitals with his fore and middle fingers stuffed her lubricous wildly thrusting pussy. He was in heaven as Beverly's warm mouth replaced his mother's sex. Her tongue entwined with his as her sweet salvia flowed into his mouth replacing the zestier flavor of his and his mother's mix. The afternoon waned to evening in a steady sensual glow as they tired and slept the sleep of the well satiated. How time flew as the day before his wedding arrived. The ladies excited at the prospect of their wedding too, fore they were going to break with tradition and his mother and his Dagmar were to walk him down the isle to "give" him away to Beverly. They would stand directly behind him with no bridesmaids or best men present. As he spoke of his covenant to Beverly and she replied with hers, they would mentally give and receive their own. It was the closest method they could devise without breaking the laws of the land or exposing their incestuous relationship. That night they threw their own version of a bachelor/ bachelorette party. It began with a game of strip poker that descended into a melee of goosing, giggling and laughter as each exposed their charms to the others. A new game was devised. Paul was to lie on his back, rampant, fully exposed to them and they were allowed to do any thing they wanted to make him cum. He was to try not to. His only concession if he yelled stop he was allowed a one-minute break. His mother rushed to the kitchen and brought back a timer, which would tick away the minute. They were to allow their orgasms to occur naturally. They had devised the game so the ladies could get the maximum use out of him. Beverly began by blowing her hot breath on his erection, then licking it and straddled him sliding her mucilaginous cunt lips up and down the back of his erection. He had to call his first break. He had been determined to at least get through Beverly before calling a pause but she knew him to well. He thought of the time he had fallen in a swamp when he was a little kid and held those thoughts as she remounted him, this time allowing her penetration. All of them knew he loved to be ridden because it was how he lost his virginity. Two could play at that game he thought because he knew how they all loved to have their breasts played with while they rode him. He took hold of Beverly's teats handling them fairly firmly, squeezing them individually, then pushing them hard against her chest. He repeated the process several times because he knew how much she loved having them manipulated in that manner. Beverly began to rotate her bottom using his staff as a swizzle stick stirring the walls of her sex. Swamp, swamp, swamp, his mind chanted. He knew he had her, that motion always signaled her approaching orgasm. Swamp, swamp, he repeated as she trembled, revealing her orgasmic bliss. She held him a moment and them gave way. Now it was Dagmar's turn. She was excreting lubricant so profusely she immediately cunt kissed him. Oh! It was a swamp, it wasn't going to work. He again had to call a break. The timer ticked down. How to keep his mind occupied. She was bloody meat he tried to convince himself. The buzzer went. She grabbed his cock, licked off Beverly's juices, and then jammed him into herself roughly. Another break! She thought she had him. The buzzer went and they began again. She mounted him jamming him into herself quickly. He pinched her nipples between thumb and forefinger and drew her teats directly out form her chest until they formed ice cream cones. He had to be careful. Hurt her and it would ruin it all. But if he got it just right, her teats would ache the way she liked it and she would orgasm powerfully ending her onslaught. It worked, his Beverly had showed him how to do that to Dagmar and apparently, he had it right. He pushed her off quickly apologizing as he did so explaining as he did so he would come if he didn't. He had one minute before his mom took him on. His mother had watched what had gone on carefully. When the buzzer went off she moved over his cock with her gorgeous hind end facing him, her hands on his lower legs. He would be unable to play with her bosom. She grasped his member with one hand an rubbed it across the engorged lips of her ready pussy. Then her bum slowly descended. He could watch as her swollen hairy snatch sucked him into her, saw her lush tush, enjoyed the hairiness and examined the brown wrinkle just above her thrusting sex. He forgot to keep his mind off the sensuous scene and was beyond control before he knew it. He was so excited by the other two that he released load after load, spewing into her cunt and filling her with semen. She turned her head towards him and smiled the smile of a cat who had got the cream. And she had. Beverly immediately wanted a rematch. But he needed his rest. It had been a wonderful bachelor party but he needed his sleep, he was getting married in the morning. He moved Beverly on top of himself with his legs spread wide apart. His mother and Dagmar placed those legs between their own and he could feel their heat as they snuggled in their teats against his sides, his arms wrapped around Beverly, one hand on her bottom. As he drifted off to sleep twisting, twirling, and pulling gently on her anal hair he couldn't help but think, "Bachelorhood, the jig is up."