12 comments/ 64909 views/ 60 favorites A Second Chance for Katie By: ronnie11 We're supposed to be refined and gentler simply because of our femininity alone; our gender just seems to define us as being so opposite our male counterparts too. We're not supposed to indulge in the lascivious desires that seem to plague them either, but we do. Do they think that we are immune from the same temptations that they struggle with daily? Do they not realize that behind our seemingly docile exterior, our mind is imagining all those carnal fantasies that they think about all the time? Well, we do, and a lot more than they'd ever imagine too. We just don't have a barometer between our legs that signals to everyone exactly what we're thinking about...like they do. Nature made us stealthier in that regard, we can appear to be so ladylike too, even as our panties are soaking wet from imagining all the nasty things we really want to be doing. I think men would be shocked at just how often that happens to us, and even more shocked about who our fantasies are really about. * The sight of the young girl rubbing baby oil all over the chiseled muscular body is just like a scene out of an erotic movie. Haven't we all had this dream before? Our fingers slowly gliding up and down a young boy's torso all the while as we're thinking about how long we wait before our fingers wrap around the gorgeous organ just inches away from our grasp. That's the dilemma I've been living with for so long now, and my resistance is clearly succumbing to the unrelenting temptations that I struggle with daily. This isn't a dream or a movie either, it's happening right in front of me, and I'm just a spectator watching the actors play out their roles in front of me. How many times I've dreamt about this, and woke up with my vagina on fire is beyond memory now. This is real, and the actors aren't tortious illusions either, they're a live, and so am I. "OH, I didn't hear you come in," Sasha says as her fingers continue oiling Jack without any hesitation in front of me. My God, he's almost naked; just the loin cloth that I bought for him as a gag keeps him from being totally nude. The sight of it hiding the obvious erection only makes the scene in front of me all the more erotic. If I didn't know I was actually awake, I'd swear this was some sort of wet dream come true. Every woman's secret desire fulfilled, or in my case...a mother's desire finally becoming a reality. I knew when I bought it that it wasn't appropriate for me to give him, but the image before me now kept racing through my mind head as I was holding it in the VIP store. Brad Pitt wore one just like it in the movie Troy, and the thought of seeing Jack almost naked like that was consuming me. Every time I thought about it, that terrible ache would start between my legs; I figured if I just hinted a little, he might let me see him in it. Not something most mothers would do I'm sure, but obviously, I'm not like most mothers. Since he started lifting weights last year, his body has literally transformed itself in front of me, the wiry young boy becoming a hunk that's standing in front of me now. The ribbed abs and sculptured arms are acting just like an aphrodisiac for me, I can't explain why, but it just turns me on so much. The sight of Sasha's nipples sticking out of her shirt only confirms that she too has fallen under his spell, my only fear being that she's already surrendered her body to him, a thought that my vagina finds very appealing as well. She's so bold too; standing in front of me wearing just that short little T-shirt that barely reaches her thighs, seemingly oblivious to the image she's presenting to me. She's teasing me, they both are, and I'm completely captivated by the show they're putting on for me. I'm as drawn to them as much as they are driven to perform for me; the three of us are clearly in the grip of some unseen force that's rendered us helpless to resist the urges being presented to us. If this were a video, I'd rent it without hesitation, but professing full ignorance of its content if ever discovered. "I just thought I'd oil him like they do for the competitions," she says so innocently. Somehow, I don't think most sisters would be oiling their nearly naked brother's like she's doing, although, I'd doubt most boys would be able to refuse Sasha's advances, brother or not. I suppose she feels she has to say something though, keeping it erotic and innocent at the same time, certainly does make it more interesting. They're both playing their roles so well, the fact they're so young makes it all the more believable too. They could easily pass for one of the couples in the movies Jack has on his computer, the more innocent the look, the more erotic the sex is once they start fucking. I used to crave watching the typical hardcore videos until discovering his collection of forbidden pleasures. How anyone can resist those gorgeous post pubescent bodies as they copulate without any hint of shame or guilt is beyond me. They're considered old enough to go to war, so the act of making love in front of a camera certainly should be considered more like art, than pornography. I guess that's why Jack's collection overwhelmed my senses so much; all the young girls seemed so genuine, as opposed to the jaded big boobed, drug addicted actresses that are so typical in porn today. To actually watch as they transformed themselves from the ponytailed girl next door into a sensuous young model with their legs spread wide open was absolutely breathtaking. Of course, the true magic was watching as they slid their young mouths and pussy's up and down their equally alluring young lover's gorgeous member. In every scene I saw myself, their body was my body, narrow hips and an A cup bra was more the norm than not. The big dick's that slid in and out of their pussy's, mouths and ass holes always left me wishing that it was me in those scenes, although, the thought of anal sex frightens me to death. And yet, all the girls effortlessly slid their little asses down the entire length without any apparent discomfort either. If only Hustler and Club had employed girls like that me back when I was discovering who I was, the fantasies I wrote in my head might have been more about me, than some big breasted girl in a magazine. The fact I was so close to being liberated, if not for the fact of being born over twenty years too soon to actually discover how attractive I really am, just makes me realize I have to do something. But what, that's the dilemma I'm facing now, and yet, the situation in front of me now can't just be a random coincidence, can it? I was such a good girl when I was Sasha's age; I volunteered and went to church, truly a plain Jane little titmouse. That was the secret that I kept hidden away from everyone, all they saw was a bland little girl with vivacious appetite for reading. What they could never imagine though, was that plain little Katie's panties were always soaking wet because of all the nasty things she really wanted to be doing. No one would ever have suspected all the thoughts that went through my head as I leafed through my brother's collection of magazines, and not hotrod magazines either. Unless you call pictures of guys with big dicks, hotrod's, girls weren't supposed to look at dirty pictures, but I was as captivated by them, and the stories that I would make up when I would finger myself looking at them. The girls were doing all the things I lacked the courage to do, fucking and sucking all those gorgeous dicks with my own flat-chested skinny body, and soon that became the story I played over and over in my head as I got myself off every night. I think that's also when I fell in love with the thought of finding a muscular young lover who one day would free me from myself. Hustler and Club's models became my friends too; I viewed the sex they performed as merely teaching tools for me, hopefully, to be used later. No one knew of my new passion, although, I suspected Tommy's leaving some of the pages literally sticky for me to find, wasn't an accident, which it turned out it wasn't. While I was afflicted with that dreaded introverted disease back then, Tommy was free to fuel my fantasies whenever I needed to get myself off. "Just a little more oil," Sasha says as her hands slide up and down his thighs. She has no shame, and she's so beyond where I was at her age, but, ironically, to the rest of the world, she presents the nearly same image I did back then. Maybe, it has to skip a generation, the inhibitions I felt back then are clearly absent from her and Jack. Kids today just seem more relaxed about sex, not that they're promiscuous either, but right and wrong just aren't as defined as it used to be. How she can kneel in front of me with his dick just inches from her face is incredible. She's doing something I've dreamed of for years now; all those times I would check in on him before going to bed were just an excuse to look at what's right in front of me now. That enormous bulge in the sheets was calling me to free myself from all my chains which I so desperately was trying to do too. Every mother has discovered her son with an erection; walking in on him sleeping or even jerking off is not that uncommon. We don't talk about it, but it doesn't mean we don't think about it. The first time I saw Jack's erection in the sheets, all I could think of were the models in the magazines I used to look at, he was as big as all those dick's I used to fantasize about too. It was unmistakable, he was huge, and I was becoming possessed by the thought of peeling the sheets back and do all the nasty things I've dreamed of for so long now. I found myself just standing there for God only knows how long, that bulge in the sheets just seemed to have the power to paralyze me, whether it was seconds or minutes I don't know, but it clearly was taking complete hold over me. Where it was going to lead, I had no idea, or really cared either. I was as close to being freed of all my phobias as I could ever remember, and yet, scared to death too. It soon became apparent that Jack was waiting for the door to open every night, he was as much a prisoner of what was going on, as I was. I guess the thought of his mother standing over his bed just inches away from his erect penis, was as much a turn on for him as it was for me. I'm sure I'm not the only mother who's been tempted by her son's erection; it's just not something that we as women like to talk about. I knew Sasha would find out, they're twins and extremely close too; nothing is kept hidden for long between them, a fact that secretly I was hoping for too. She could always somehow decipher exactly what I was thinking about, and without me having to go through the numbingly painful process of putting it into words. She's so much like me too, but just free of most of the baggage I carry. Both of them are teasing me beyond all my wildest dreams now, the sight of Jack slowly lifting the T-shirt above her head, nearly has me in a panic. The sight of my daughter standing naked in front of me has me trembling, what I would have given to be able to do this for Tommy so many years ago shoots through my head as I my eyes feast on her youthful body. Just the sight of her long thin legs attached to her almost childlike hips makes her look just like the girls I've seen in the websites Jack subscribes too. They all look like Sasha too, their nearly flat chested bodies and tight little ass's just adds to the illusion of them being almost angelic in nature. There seemingly innocent ponytailed girl next door look just makes the sex scenes that come afterwards all the more seductive. I defy anyone to say that what I'm looking at now is more the essence of beauty, rather than merely soulless carnal desires of pervert's, although; the sight of her hairless pussy clearly is having an effect on me. "Time to get sticky," is all she says as she hands me her shirt. This can't be real; Katie the boring librarian is actually standing in front of her own children as they perform an amorous play for her. All the forbidden books from history that were banned for just describing what's in front of me now, are vindicated along with all the authors who had the courage to defy popular teachings. Incestuous desires and behaviors have always been with us, and the proof is standing right in front of me. "Jack likes it when I spread wide open for him," she says so matter-of-factly. What healthy teenage boy wouldn't that, whether it's the girl next door or even a sister, the chance to actually catch a glimpse of a girl's pussy just can't be ignored. The fact Sasha has been spreading those long beautiful legs for Jack makes me think there's more to this story than simply showing her pussy to him. The thought of what both of them have been up to clearly has my vagina in a state of near frenzy too. Just looking at her makes me think of myself when I was her age, I was tall and thin too, being flat-chested back then was considered not even being attractive, it just seemed like only girls with cleavage were thought of as desirous, not anymore though. Her small boobs make her look just like an athlete, or even an actress in the sex videos I so love to watch. It's like she's posing for me too, just like she's reading my mind, which of course she is. The sight of Jack lifting her up like a ballerina just takes my breath away; his powerful arms effortlessly lift her above his head. The sight of my daughter with her legs spread wide open nearly buckles my knees; I'll never again be able to look at a ballerina and not imagine what I'm looking at right now. Her pussy has me literally in a trance; I never thought the sight of another woman's vagina would impact me this much. Even her little ass seems to be gaping for me to inspect, and to be this vulnerable in front of another woman is incredible. No shame or guilt at all either, the fact I'm her mother doesn't have any impact on her either, opening herself completely for me to see almost means nothing to her, except making me even more excited. "Do you know how many people never suspect just who I really am," she says as Jack gracefully drops her to her feet. My heart feels like it's about to explode as she unties the string of the loin cloth, the realization that I'm finally going to see for myself that beautiful organ that has tempted me for so long has me lightheaded. Mother's aren't supposed to be standing where I am right now, but I just can't help myself. Even if I wanted to walk away, my body would mutiny against me. "Can you believe how big he is," she says taunting me with her little girl voice. It's unbelievable, it's even bigger than I thought it would be too, even the boys in the videos aren't as big as Jack is. The thought of it slowly disappearing into Sasha's pussy fills my head as my eyes take in every inch of it. Would he bottom out inside her? Could her little slit open wide enough to take it inside her? The fluids dripping down my legs make me realize that I'm not just thinking about Sasha's pussy being stretched either. "You wouldn't believe how much it stretches me," she says as she oils both her hands and starts to slide them up and down the length of his cock. Reading my mind again, she knows me so well too. She knows all my secret desires too, don't ask me how, but she does. The realization that she's already been filled by Jack finally hits me, why am I not surprised. She's always walked around the house in that short T-shirt, I knew she was teasing him, but fucking him is an exciting surprise that I had never considered possible. "She easily takes the whole thing too," Jack says as his hips get in sync with her hands stroking him. He's actually fucking her hands now, the long strokes right up to the head of his cock, and then back down to his balls is something I've never even considered. Can it real be considered sex? Or simply a very imaginative new way of masturbating, I have to admit that their creativity greatly impresses me. I have to wonder how many mother's would stoke their son's like this if it was seen merely a tool to help their son's relieve all that teenage stress, I'd bet there'd be a lot less angry boys if it ever became popular. "We do it just like in the videos," she says as she kneels closer to his cock. Why one penis is bigger than another is certainly is a mystery most women would love to solve. Looking at Sasha's forearm's working that gorgeous serpent just reinforces why we fantasize about being ravaged by them. The thought of having something that big slowly inching itself all the way inside us, is both the fear and the wish we all dream about. "I'm getting close," Jack moans as his cock continues to use the surrogate pussy that his sister's hands have become now. Just the thought of actually having something that big inside me is easily translated to scale as I measure just how deep it would go inside me. The fact Sasha has no doubt had it countless times as well, just makes the throbbing between my legs unbearable now. To think that her little pussy has actually taken the entire length is almost unthinkable. "Show her how much you can cum," she says as she shows no mercy towards her brother's cock. It's obvious the chemistry they both have, they're so comfortable with each other too, just like lovers who know each other's bodies so well. The fact that they are only nineteen suggests that they've been at this for a while too. All those nights when I thought they were doing their homework together in her room, tells me that little pussy was the real reason they studied so much together. "We always left my door unlocked, you could have caught us so many times," she says seemingly reading my mind at will now. Did I suspect what they were up too? I had too, no one can be that naive, not even me. I knew they were skinny-dipping together, that fact alone should have alerted me to what they were really doing, and truthfully, it excited me. They were doing what I never had the courage to do, and not embarrassed about it either. "The last few weeks we didn't even shut the door," Jack moans as he's thrusting just like a man does before he cums. "You could have watched this big dick sliding in and out of me so many times," she says zeroing in on my weakness of hearing her talking dirty. "She's so insatiable too, we'd fuck for hours hoping you'd catch us," he says as he's readying himself to ejaculate. I've never watched a guy get jerked off before, at least not like this, and the sight of it happening in front of me is electrifying. He's so at ease too, the thought of having me standing here clearly is turning him on, I wonder how many other boys would love to be standing in front of their mother's with her hands wrapped around their dicks', I doubt there would be many that would turn it down either. "Squirt it all over me, let her see for herself what she's been missing," Sasha says like a lover who is decades ahead of the ponytailed teenager that is kneeling in front of me now. It's hard to believe I have two kids and I'm so ignorant about sex, being widowed for twelve years helps, but I was married to a man who had as many hang-ups about sex as I did. I read in a self-help book how we often find people who are exactly like we are, as much as I loved Don, I wished he could have jerked off in front of me like his son is doing now. "You want it in your mouth," he asks, obviously close to cumming now. "Not this time, let her see you paste my face and tits," she replies so confidently. "You've done this many times," I hear the words coming out of my mouth ask her. God forgive me, but I need to see this story unfold in front of me now. All the years I've prayed to be rescued from this prison of my own making, and always with no response, until now. Maybe, this is the answer I've been waiting for, whether I'm rationalizing it for my conscience or for God, but the truth is that I feel myself being unshackled for the first time in my life. If it takes my own children's lust for each other to do it, then so be it. A Second Chance for Katie "I can't hold it anymore," Jack moans as he starts shooting all over her face. My God, My God, I can't believe I'm actually standing here witnessing what I'm looking at now. The thick white jets of semen just seem to keep endlessly pumping out of him too, all I can do is stand here and watch Sasha getting her face and hair covered with the thick white cream. How much does he have? Even in the videos, it's nothing like this; those boys barely shoot anything compared to what Jack is doing to his sister. It's like time is in slow motion now, I'm completely mesmerized by what's happening in front of me. I've never seen anything like this before either, his cum looks as thick as mayonnaise too; this can't be happening to me, it just can't. The sight of Sasha wrapping her lips around the spitting snake has me on the point of having an orgasm. The image of her milking it dry is going to be with me for a very long time, the fact she's so good at it doesn't trouble me anymore either. After all, they've kept it in the family! I think there's nothing so irresistible for a woman than the sight of a penis ejaculating, and especially when it's a young boy with a dick the size of a ruler. I've heard the expression size doesn't matter, but looking at Jack's still hard cock, the only thought I have right now is whether or not it will fit inside me. If it fits in Sasha, it should fit in me too. "I just love the taste so much," she says as her tongue slides seductively around her lips. * "Look who's here," Grace says as I look up and see Sasha standing in front of my desk. She's so seemingly innocent looking too, no one would ever suspect what she did in front of me last night. Her jet black hair tied in a ponytail makes her look more like a high school freshmen rather than a college one. She's learned to hide her body so well, just like I used to do, but why? She could easily dress like all those other girls do in their skin tight jeans; she's beautiful, and it's certainly not for lack of confidence, that's for sure. "She's every mother's dream, not like all those little tarts out there," Grace adds. It's true though, Sasha and Jack have never been a problem for me. The fear of alcohol and drugs were just never an issue either, not like a lot of kids I've heard stories about. My kids just came home and did their homework together, but like I learned last night, there's a reason why they've been so good, and Sasha's pussy certainly has a lot to do with it too. She can tell I'm still recovering from last night too, I guess it's pointless to even try and mask my feelings now. How she got so good at reading me is a mystery I'd love to solve, shouldn't I be the one who can read her mind? Nature has played a funny trick on me, and her too. "See how invisible I am, no one would ever suspect what I did last night. Sweet little Sasha sucking her brother's dick just doesn't match my profile," she whispers to me. She's so right too, I think that show 'Criminal Minds' has altered how we look at people. I know nobody here could ever imagine her doing what she did last night; a part of me still thinks it was a dream too. The ache between my legs tell me it did indeed really happen though, a fact that already has me excited thinking about tonight. "I know you've been thinking about tonight Katie, it's all over your face. You want to see that big dick fuck my pussy, don't you," she whispers softly to me. It's true, God forgive me, but's its true, the thought of actually seeing her being filled has kept my panties soaked all morning. I always wondered what it would be like to see a big dick disappearing into a woman's vagina; even more exciting, the thought of seeing it oozing out all that cream. Could Jack cum as much as he did last night? The thought of Sasha's pussy dripping all that cum out of it has my head spinning. "One thing though, no sweats, you have to wear the shirt I had on last night. You're built just like me, and it drives Jack crazy every time he looks at you," she says clutching my hand at the same time. Shouldn't it be me reassuring her? She's right though, when Jack started lifting weights, I promised myself I'd get in better shape too. I wasn't that out of shape either, but being forty-one does change a woman's body. I figured if I could get close to a hundred sixteen pounds like Sasha is, my goal would be met. A goal that I've almost met too, although it's been harder than I thought it would be. "And she's not dating anyone," Grace asks as Sasha walks away. I didn't even think about that, neither she nor Jack has shown an interest in anyone, and then again, why would they? They're satisfying each other's needs so well at home, why mess with a good thing, right? But what about me, I'm obviously part of their plan too, and I'm trembling just thinking about it. * Can I actually do this? Look at me, the reflection in the mirror doesn't lie; I do look an awful lot like Sasha. I always wanted to dress like this too, but just lacked the courage. The truth is that I wanted to dress this way for Tommy so long ago too, and we' would have done all the things Jack and Sasha are doing if I just had the nerve to do so. I feel so excited thinking about how I would have posed for him, it's been over twenty years now, but that feeling of excitement still burns inside me every time I think about it. I'd make him pick pictures that he wanted me to pose like, and then have him jerk off all over me, just like Jack did last night to Sasha. The thought of my mother walking in as he's spraying cum all over me, is still as powerful today as it was back then. There's just something about the fear of getting caught that heightens the sexual awareness to another level, I feel it every time I stand mesmerized staring at Jack's dick silhouetted in the sheets. The truth is, I want to be caught, we all do when we're doing something so naughty, and that's just a part of our human psyche. I've been so caught up in my world; I totally missed the fact that Jack and Sasha have the exact same feelings about getting caught as I have. How couldn't I see the signs they're having sex, the fact she asked to go on the pill when she turned eighteen should have triggered some warnings to me. Add the fact that she had no boyfriend either, it was staring me right in the face, just like Jack's dick does to me every night. Can there be anything that matches the thrill of having a parent walk in on you when you're doing something you know you could get in trouble for? Especially anything sexually, boys yearn to have their mother's walk in on them jerking off; it's just part of the phase they're going through as teenagers. My friends at work talk about it as though their sons are doing something disgusting too, it's such a pity they've lost that part of themselves that would trigger all the feelings I'm having now. Of course, that's with the exception of Janet Laflin, she's the only one I know that truly embraces her sexuality. The fact she relishes doing the sweeps of the computers for boys who are looking at porn, just seems to define how far above she is over the rest of us. I don't know why she confides in me the way she does, but she says catching the boys looking at pussy keeps her young and vibrant, and at forty-eight, she could easily pass for a woman in her mid-thirties. The old bitty's at work finds how she flirts with all the boys so scandalous, and her short skirts or tight pants always ensures that she's noticed by both groups too. Her explanation that Mother Nature herself is responsible for why all the boys have to look at porn, and with their hormones raging like they are, jerking off is the only way they can find relief. Clearly, she is light years ahead of everyone else when it comes to teenage sexuality, and I'm appreciating her views a lot more than I did just a few days ago. I still remember how flabbergasted I was a few years ago when she so matter-of-factly shared with me how she walks in on her son masturbating all the time. She'd make his bed as he sat there stroking himself, supposedly oblivious to her presence, of course, that's not the truth. She stayed until he shot it all over his chest, she never said so, but I know she did. How many other mothers' would love to do exactly the same thing? I only wish I had the courage to do it, or Jack had taken the initiative before last night, who knows what might have happened. Maybe, that's why she prowls the back room now, and with her son is in college, she probably still needs that fix of catching some young boy stroking himself. All the times I've listened to her going into detail about what they were looking at always made my heart start pounding inside my chest. Boys like pussy, and the thought of some horny kid rubbing himself to climax as he stares at a picture of some young girl with her legs spread wide open, is both scary and provocative at the same time. I have to admit that the thought of catching some young boy getting off always makes me wet. It brings me right back to when Tommy would leave my panties full of cum, the thought of some of these boys going home and jerking off in their sister's panties like he did, just makes my fingers rub me even harder whenever I'm trying to get myself off. "You OK," Sasha asks me, breaking me out of my daydream. The sight of her standing in the doorway totally naked instantly takes my breath away. I can't explain why, but just the sight of her has my vagina in panic mode already. How is it that a girl this young can exudes poise and confidence of someone twice her age? I wonder if the fact she's been getting her little pussy fucked could be the reason. She's so gorgeous too, those long thin legs and narrow hips make her look so delicate, and the flat stomach and tiny tits just add to the stealth that Mother Nature has provided for her. The thought of Jack's giant organ sliding inside such a fragile creature doesn't seem possible, and yet, I know it has. The reality that she has such an innocent looking body that is doing all the things I so yearn to do too, just makes me realize I'm looking at myself over twenty years ago. But this version is actually acting out all the fantasies I use to dream about. "Just thinking," is all I can think to say. "Isn't it so exciting being able to be so free," she says as slowly walks around the room without showing any hint of shame or embarrassment that her nudity would probably do to every other girl her age. It's as though she accidentally walked in from the pool not realizing she doesn't have her bikini on, this is the Sasha I know so well. Who that girl was last night still has me in shock; I'm both amazed and frightened with what's happening to both of us now. The feeling of my vagina starting to stir tells me I'm in for a surprise though. "See how easy it is for me to be invisible," she says so matter-of-factly. I feel so helpless as I watch in disbelief as her fingers ever so slowly start to slide up her body, it's like she's literally transforming in front of me now. The shy little girl who was just standing in front of me seems to be melting away as if by magic, a fact that isn't lost on my own body either. How she can touch herself down there in front of me just shows how comfortable she is with her own sexuality, a fact that isn't lost on me either as it struggles with what's happening in front of it now. "I bet all the boys in church wished their sister's would suck their dick like I do to Jack," she says as she starts pinching her nipples. All my pent up desires and secret longings are within my grasp now, I've come so far too. It's like I've been stalled just within a few feet of finally breaking free, until last night that is. I've wanted to do all those things in the videos with Jack for so long now, just like I wanted to do with Tommy, but I was just too scared to cross that line, not anymore though, thanks to Sasha. For some reason, she's always been able to know just what I'm thinking, and especially now regarding my starving sexual side. I guess my standing every night in Jack's room staring at the bulge in the sheets, was a desperate cry for help. I doubt most therapists would approve of how she's helping me, but the reality is...it's exactly what I need. The feeling of her eyes going up and down my body has me trembling already, I've hid myself away so long, and this sensation of being scrutinized by her is both new and frightening too. I felt the same thing last night when I couldn't take my eyes off her gaping pussy, there was just something about seeing her spread so wide open that excited me as much as seeing Jack's erect penis. The image of both of us taking turns sucking Jack's dick suddenly flashes in front of me, it's just like in the videos I watch, and I'm sure they do too. Is this part of it, does she really want to experiment with me? The feeling of my over excited pussy tells me that I'm as excited about that prospect as she is. "I could tell you liked looking at my pussy," she says almost in a whisper. The truth is, I did, and more than I ever dared imagine too, the image of that tight little hole slowly being filled by Jack's over-sized dick kept appearing in my head as she spread herself wide open for me. Isn't this how a threesome starts? One woman seducing another with a dick buried deep inside her, while pushing the other one to finally cave into her own desires. "You'll like it even more when it's filled with cum," she so teasingly adds. She's obviously been doing this for a very long time; she's just too comfortable with her own sexuality for this to be new to her. The truth is they've both been active for quite some time now, I guess that's what the cliché 'barely legal' means. The only bright spot is that it's been with each other; somehow, I don't think most parents would agree with my logic though. I bet the videos with two girls sharing one dick is part of it too, and now I can read her mind as well. They both want me to join them, a thought that I have no problem with either. Maybe the sex is getting boring, or the thought of bringing their own mother into their cult is just too irresistible for them to ignore. "I have a feeling that little pussy has had a lot of practice," I reply. The nipples are clearly sticking out both our tiny tits now, the only tangible clue that both of us are in heat, other than our dripping pussy's of course, a fact we're both aware of too. The sound of my heart beating faster and faster just confirms how truly excited I am, a feeling that I can tell she experiencing as well. I wonder how many other mother and daughters have sailed into this sea of sensuality like we're doing now. It's like there's two Sasha's, one is the sweet shy church mouse who delivers groceries to Mrs. Clarkson, and the other is this self-assured young woman who is standing right in front of me. The contradictions are just so opposite of each other, obviously, she likes playing both roles too. I wonder how many people we know could even comprehend the possibility that this Sasha even exists. I didn't, she did wear that short T-shirt around the house a lot, but that's an enormous jump to what she's evolved into now. I don't know, maybe I did see it and just denied acknowledging it. The reality is, does it really matter now, this is who she is and God forgive me for saying this, it excites me even beyond any words that I could ever express either. . I think one aspect that I never realized about myself is how much it excites me to hear her talking dirty. Good girls don't say pussy or cum, hearing it come out of her mouth makes me shiver every time I hear her talk like that, I so wanted too, but, my fear always held me back. She's me, except she's managed to free herself, I wonder, can I? This makes me wonder about Jack; he's more outgoing and his physique certainly has been noticed by many girls, I'm sure. Once they find out about the size of his dick, he'll have a harem of little pussies to take care of; unless Sasha keeps him so occupied he won't want to stray from her, or possibly me too. That's the reality I'm facing now, whether I want to admit it or not, and truthfully, I can't wait to do it. "It's not just my pussy that gets filled, you've seen the videos," she says so confidently like a woman twice her age. They've done everything in the videos, why am I not surprised. The thought of her little ass and pussy sliding up and down Jack has me literally weak in my knees. That's why she spread herself so wide open last night, it's not just her vagina she wanted me to see, and it was that little ass too. The idea that something that big could actually fit into such a tiny hole, has me both petrified and excited too. All the times I watched those big dicks sliding into those young girls asshole's as I fingered myself, makes me realize I may be fingering myself watching Sasha's tiny ass being ravaged. I've noticed that most of the girls in the videos do look just like Sasha; young and innocent looking nymphs who just seem insatiable when it comes to getting their ass and pussy fucked. I think this is that magical age for them too, no longer a child, but not an adult either. No wonder men find what I'm looking at now so irresistible, the fact I do too just shows the power they have over both genders. "At first, we were so afraid you'd catch us, but then it became such a rush anticipating the door knob turning and you standing there watching us fucking," she says obviously being over taken with what we're discussing. The thought of seeing that big dick slowly disappearing inside her has me nearly shaking; the sensation of feeling the fluids flowing down my thighs just confirms I'm nearly out of control now. Even when I finger myself to orgasm pales with what I'm feeling at this moment. "I wish I had," is the only thing I can think to say. I wonder how I would actually have reacted, that fear they had of getting caught coupled with the fact I craved Jack's cock too, I'm sure that might have been my face getting creamed on last night instead of hers if I had walked in on them sooner. The truth is, I would have embraced it whole heartedly, and the throbbing between my legs merely verifies it too. "Just imagine all that cream dripping out of my pussy," she says with her voice cracking from the strain we're both under now. Think Katie, we can't put the Jeannie back in the bottle, but why can't we simply act as though last night ever happened? The truth is that I haven't caught them having sex, the reality that I want to as much as they do, tells me there has to be away to make this work so we all can get off on it. "Shouldn't you and Jack be doing your homework," I say hoping she deciphers the message I'm sending her. Can I actually do it? Once I open that door, God only knows what's waiting for me, but it is an interesting scenario. I get what I want, while they get the thrill of waiting for that door knob to slowly start turning, and being discovered doing what every parent would be mortified to find, I'm sure. I'm so wet just thinking about what if I had caught them in the beginning, I dare not look down, but, I'm sure there's a puddle forming already. Her thighs are glistening with all the juice that's flowing out of her too, it's a wonder we don't attack each the way our bodies are being stressed now. "I'm sorry Mommy, we'll finish it right now," she says with a big smile on her face. The sight of her morphing back into the innocent church mouse has me spellbound. It's like she threw some internal switch and is transforming herself back into the other Sasha. She'd definitely make a good actress from what I'm looking at right now, although, I suspect any acting she would do, would probably revolve around her little pussy. A Second Chance for Katie "We can do it, it'll be so exciting reliving that feeling of anxiety and dread all over again," she says almost giggling. Tying her hair in a ponytail like she used to do, it clearly gives me a time frame of when they first started having sex. I can't do anything about that now, but I wonder how I really would have reacted if I had confronted this issue from the beginning. Then again, the sight of Jack's big dick might have influenced me too. Could I have resisted it? "I'm so excited just thinking about you catching us," she says sounding more like the good Sasha. "It's getting late, you two have to get up early for school tomorrow," I say as the throbbing between my legs intensifies, and I become the character I'm supposed to be playing too. "OK Mommy," she responds clearly getting in sync with me. This could easily be an erotic novel or even a movie; it really makes me wonder just how common it is too. The fact I had those urges with my brother just suggests it's something that maybe is tolerated, but just not discussed. What mother is going to question her daughter about why her brother left her bedroom room so late? The thought that they might be having sex is unthinkable, but certainly is plausible. It would be so easy to reach down and get myself off now. This whole situation is so dreamlike, it's like I'm high on some illicit drug too, and I could really get used to this feeling. The problem is I can't stay this turned on without getting relief much longer; otherwise, I might start screaming like a mad woman. Tell me mirror, am I really attractive enough to appeal to Jack? I know I'm thin like Sasha, but will he find me attractive? I'm over forty; lines and wrinkles have just seemed to come out of nowhere too, will that turn him off? Thank God I had a caesarean; at least my pussy will make his dick feel like it's in a girl half my age. My God, I'm already surrendered myself to the idea that he's goanna fuck me too. Well, at least I do have a pussy that hasn't had a hundred dicks' explode in it like a lot of other women out there, a thought that has my fingers begging to get me off now. Not yet fingers, before tonight is out, who knows what will happen. Glancing in the mirror again to gain more confidence, I notice this shirt is longer on me than Sasha, just an inch or so, but I don't like the look, it's not short enough. I don't think she'll mind if I trim it just a little, they'll both be shocked when they see just how short I'm making it. Can you imagine that I'm actually thinking this way? Katie the titmouse is finally free, well, almost. I will in a little while, and once I open that door, I'll never be the same. * Is that really my heart pounding that hard? It's never made me feel this way either, even my breathing is affected. I just think something wonderful and life changing is about to happen to me, most people would probably never understand why I need to go through this door...but I do, and that's all that's matters. They both stressed the door knob turning slowly drove them wild, that's exactly what I'll do now. Let the tension build to an incredible level before actually walking in, would I have been this way three or four years ago, I'll never know. Opening the door as slowly as I can without being too overly dramatic, the first thing I notice is just how lit up the room is. They certainly want to make sure I see exactly what's going on, which I certainly don't object too. The fact I'm noticing every minute detail tells me just how thoroughly I'm invested in this little charade we're playing. I've never noticed the things I'm looking at as I am now, funny how many times I've been in here and merely glanced over her room without actually noticing what's in front of me. Not now though, every detail is being scrutinized as though it were a scene from one of the 'CSI' shows. God forgive me, but I can't remember ever being this alive before. It's as though time as slipped into slow motion too, what should have taken me seconds to do, feel like minutes now. The door just seems to be opening so slowly, is it me moving slowly or just all my senses so attuned to what's happening now? "Are you guys still doing homework," I ask softly as I enter the room. The image of the cucumber sized organ buried half way inside her fills my eyes immediately. It just doesn't seem possible that something that big could actually fit in in a hole that small. That tight little ballerina's ass just seems so small compared with what's sliding in and out of her. Jack's fingers spreading her ass wide open just makes it look all that much smaller with that massive creature inside her. How many times has her pussy been worked like this? I can only imagine the amount of times she's had that snake spitting inside her too. Thank God she's on the pill, I have a feeling she's been bathed internally for quite a while now, and I know I would if I were her! "Mommy, don't be mad, I just couldn't help myself," she says in a low moan. All I can do is watch as she lifts up so the snake is barely inside her, and then so slowly gorging on its entire length as she slowly lowers herself. The sight of it slowly disappearing inside her nearly has me hypnotized as I watch it bury itself all the way down to his balls. I guess she doesn't have to worry about the fear of bottoming out either, do I? All the times I would sit and just stare at the pictures of girls being impaled like she is now, just brings back so many memories. I always dreamed of having something that big sliding in and out of me as I fingered myself, and all the while hoping Tommy would walk in and catch me. Of course, he never did, but, I've caught these two doing exactly what I wished we had done so long ago. The fact the monster is glistening as it slides in and out of her so effortlessly just confirms there's nothing as juicy as a young girl's pussy. I remember how wet I used to get when I was her age, and the thought of somehow getting a vibrator or dildo became an obsession for a while too, until I finally accepted there was no way I could buy one. The drawer in my nightstand now is proof that I finally achieved my goal, over twenty years later though. Now, how do I handle this situation? They're caught, so what do I do next? Think Katie, this can really be fun if I handle it correctly, live the moment and make them re-live the past, tricky but possible, if done right. The slow relentless strokes of the unforgiving snake just seem to have cast a spell over me now, much like a bird freezing when it looks into the serpent's eyes too long. I feel frozen in place as I watch her pussy opening and closing itself with each cycle of the massive organ. As much as I try to think of what to do next, the sight of Sasha's pussy being stretched just has me unable to think rationally. "We're almost done Mommy," I hear Sasha say. Her words finally break me free from my captor; I just can't stare too long into the serpent's eyes. That's how I'll have to deal with it for now, the sight of her skinny thighs riding up and down that gorgeous dick have to be treated in small doses if I'm to be able to think clearly. "I should be upset with the two of you," I say in a whisper. The feeling of both their eyes going up and down my body makes me realize they discovered just how short I made the T-shirt. I almost forgot I did it until now too; the feeling of my heart racing again just reminds me how excited I am. My poor pussy is beside herself asking when it is going to be taken care of, like Sasha's. The power I'm feeling as I walk around the room letting them scan every inch of me is everything I thought it would be. If only I could have done this when I was Sasha's age, how different my life might have been. The chains that bind us aren't always meant to be removed; thank God mine finally are now! The look on Jack's face as he stares at my nude legs is exhilarating; I'm breaking so many rules, and maybe even some laws too, but I can't deny how much I like this sensation. I can't go back to the past, but I can certainly embrace the present though. Teasing him the way I wanted to tease my brother is just a belated reward for me now. It's funny how I've tried to avoid looking at his face, his body and penis have been the only focus I've really concentrated on. I guess when he started working out, I knew and hoped that I'd be standing here the way I am now. Whether I want to admit it to myself, the fact is he reminds me of Tommy so much, the thought of doing all the things to Jack that I couldn't do with Tommy seems to have propelled me on a course I have no control over now. I remember racing home from school with that terrible ache between my legs, the thought of catching Tommy still working out in the basement was my only focus. Sliding my panties off and rolling my Catholic schoolgirl skirt up a few inches, was as daring as I could go back then. Tommy knew how excited I was too, our little game of me taking his magazines that he jerked off on, had escalated to where I was leaving a pair of my panties between the pages of the pictures I found to be the most exciting. The scent of my own vagina mixed with his semen soon became my favorite desert too, and sucking every droplet as I furiously fingered myself always led to fantastic orgasms for me. I think one of the reasons why the sight of Jack's erection had such a powerful effect on me can be traced back to those days when I would sit and watch Tommy working out. The sight of his dick bulging in his sweatpants soon became an addiction for me, as well as him. We acted as though nothing was going on, while both of us were literally on the verge of cumming. I don't know how he was able to control himself so well and not just slide his dick out and jerk off in front of me. Truthfully, I wish he had, who knows where my life might have lead if he had done it back then. The image of myself in the mirror on Sasha's bureau, shows me exactly what they're seeing, something that has me fascinated too. I can't believe that's really me standing there, between my nipples clearly evident and the shirt just a breath away from showing my pussy, I'm in heaven. "I'll be done in a few minutes Mom," Jack says softly. They're both playing their roles so well too, it's me that's lacking in the game we're playing now. The problem is whether to join them, or just let this chapter unfold as they're writing what they want to happen next. I'm really at a loss now as how to go, maybe I should just enjoy what they're doing in front of me, and let events just happen as they will. The sight of Jack pulling his cock all the way out of her has me almost gasping. Sasha's little pussy is literally gaping wide open too; I'm still in awe as to how she can take something that big inside her. Then again, if she ever has a baby, that little pussy will have to open even bigger. With so little effort, she lowers herself down its entire length and slowly rises so that it's barely inside her again. I can tell she's in-love with what she's doing to me, how many other daughters have ever done this with their mothers? Not that many when you factor in who's dick it is that's sliding into her. They're both captivated by my image, as am I too, how many other mothers have stood where I'm standing now? This feeling of arousal that just seems never ending in its intensity, is something everybody should feel at least once in their lifetime, too bad it's so controversial, ..Otherwise, I'm sure every family would be doing it. Leaning back ever so slowly, the image of my neatly trimmed pussy soon comes into view. I know it's the fad with the young girls today to shave themselves, but I just think it's so much more erotic to have a little bit of hair down there. It's not like I have a lot either, just a wisp of hair, but just enough to get covered in cum once I get my turn with Jack's dick. I guess Tommy's magazines are dating me as to how I want my pussy to look like too. This is the feeling I've dreamed about for over twenty years now, finally exposing myself is like lifting a thousand pound weight off my chest too. Knowing my vagina is in full view of them is like a drug high that I can only imagine the affects it would have on a human body. All I know is that my body is being ravaged by desires that seem to have no boundaries. "Do you think this shirt is too short," I ask while trying not to smile. It's absolutely ludicrous to even ask the obvious, but at this point, who cares, I don't. The game is evolving, and I'm too horny not to be able to resist much longer what's happening to me. If it goes any further, I'll be riding Jack's cock sooner than I planned. "Turn around and lift it a little higher," Jack says in a very commanding voice. Obeying without hesitation, I turn around and lift the shirt up to my waist, my ass and pussy are in full view as I bend over and spread myself wide open for them. This wasn't planned at all, why I'm standing this way is both a mystery and a pleasant surprise too. I had hoped to stay in control, if I'm not careful, they'll take charge and I don't want that...yet! "Mommy's being naughty," Sasha moans as her eyes feast on my soaking kitty. "Not as naughty as you are," I say as I turn around slowly and approach the bed. This is the most erotic moment of my sexually starved existence, and I'm enjoying every minute of it too. Can this tension get any stronger than it is now? The fluids cascading down my thighs tell me I'm on the verge of cumming without even touching myself, is that even possible? "I should be very angry at you two for being up this late," I say trying to take a little control back. "It's not my fault, he keeps fighting me," Sasha says as she lifts all the way up with just the head of his cock still inside her. "I can't help it, her pussy just feels too good," Jack moans as he thrusts himself all the way inside her again. As much as I loved hearing Sasha talk dirty, the sound of Jack's voice saying 'pussy' nearly buckles my legs. How many other mothers have ever heard their son's talk like that, and especially when they have their dick buried in their own sister? Not many, I'm sure, but what we're doing now certainly has to be more common than people think, these teenage bodies just have too much power for us to resist the inevitable seduction that eventually overpowers us. "Tell Mommy how tight my pussy is," Sasha moans as I realize she's become aware of the affect their language is having on me. As if he can read my mind too, he spreads her ass completely wide open, her tiny ass hole opening ever so slightly with each thrust of his cock. In all the movies I've ever watched, nothing compares with what I'm looking at now. The fact neither one show a hint of shame or embarrassment in front of me is incredible, it's as if fucking in front of someone no longer holds any moral boundaries for them either. "I can't believe how tight she's squeezing my dick," Jack moans as his finger starts to probe her tiny ass hole. They're both zeroed in on my weakness now, the fact they're my children just makes it all the more affective too. How many other mothers have been confronted with what I'm looking at now? Once teenagers discover all the joys their bodies are capable of experiencing, it would be nearly impossible to make them give it up voluntarily. The truth is...I don't want them to give up, if anything, I want to see more, a lot more. All of a sudden my eyes are staring at her gaping hole, and the monstrous creature responsible for it. It's as if time is standing still as I marvel at what's in front of me, I can literally look deep inside her too, a fact that is not lost on my own vagina either. What woman could possibly resist Nature's urges if she's confronted with what my eyes are feasting on now? Regardless of whether it's your own children that are fucking, your vagina won't allow you to be unscathed by its wrath if denied too long. With so little effort, the giant intruder slowly borrows itself all the way inside her, I gasp as it completely disappears from view. Just the thought of where it went has my eyes and mind disputing what they just witnessed, how something that big could vanish in front of me seems like magic. "I'm so wet," Sasha moans as Jack's cock slowly starts to reappear again. "I'm not surprised, there's nothing as juicy as a young girl's pussy," I say as my fingers wrap gently wrap around Jack's swollen balls. "OH God," he moans as his whole body tenses from the reaction to my touch. Ever so gently my nails start to knead his balls like a kitten would do to a ball of twine. The sound of him moaning softly as my nails and Sasha's pussy conspire to make him spit inside her is like music I've never heard before. Why have I deprived myself the way I did? Never, never, never again will I ignore my vagina's own song that she's sung so many times before, from this moment on, I'll listen to everything she tells me. "It's unbelievable, her nails are raking my balls," he moans. "If you had listened to me, she would have done it a lot sooner," Sasha says as her pussy and my nails continue their relentless assault on Jack. "What did you tell him," I say as I move to the side of the bed, hoping his hand will start to slide up my legs. "I told him to just lay naked on the bed, the size of his dick would be enough to seduce you," she says as I feel his fingers inching up my legs. "Spread your legs you horny slut," he says as I instantly obey his command. "Make her cum," Sasha moans as she feels my fingers sliding up and down her back. The three of us are now locked in a lovers embrace; and we're all helplessly bound together as Mother Nature asserts her will over our bodies. Even if we wanted to break free from one another, our bodies would deny any such order to be obeyed. This is the moment I've spent years preparing for too, and the fact it's with my own children only enhances it. "You finger me so well," I moan as I pull my shirt above my head. Between the feeling of fingers sliding in and out of me, and the moans that only lovers make when stressed to the maximum, I can already feel that invisible wave approaching me. It's as though I'm on a beach, and I can see a wave far off in the distance slowly approaching the shore. Only this time, it's not my finger that is generating the wave, it's my son, and he's got me right on the brink of a massive orgasm. I'm so close too, it's so obvious these two have been perfecting their craft for some time now, they both know so much more than most kids their age; they're more like the kids in the videos I love to watch. The feeling of his fingers on my tiny knob, just prove how seasoned these two veterans of fucking really are. "I'm almost there," Jack moans to both of us. "I want to see her filled with cum," I scream out as I'm on the verge of my first climax brought on by someone other than my own hand in God knows how long now. "I'll show you my pussy...and make you lick it all out of me too," Sasha says, clearly as excited as I am as the ravenous snake gorges itself on her tight little hole. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," is all I can utter as I feel my legs going weak. "I'm almost there too," Jack moans. "Fill me, and then she can watch it dripping out," I hear Sasha say as though she's a million miles away. It's as though the room all of a sudden the room got darker, I can't tell if it's because I have my eyes closed or the bulb burned out. The feeling of the fingers sliding in and out of me just adds to my sensation of being in another world. I've fingered myself to an orgasm many times...but nothing compares to this one I'm experiencing now. He's so good too, how anyone this young knows how to please a woman this much, is beyond my ability to put into words. And, this is just the beginning; I have a feeling I'm going to be treated to some high intensity workouts very soon. A Second Chance for Katie I should have done this years ago, but at least now...they're legal. Any woman who if put where I am now, could not possibly deny that this is the most erotic moment of her life. Nothing can match what I've just experienced, and the reality is...this is just the beginning. I feel like I'm still on fire down there too, I've cum, but yet, I don't feel that comforting and relaxing blanket smothering me. It's as though my body hasn't gotten the signal my mind has, it still wants more, and I feel just like a spectator waiting for events to unravel even further. "C'mon Mommy, watch it drip out of my pussy," Sasha taunts me. "Push it all out baby," I hear my own voice say out loud. Was that me? I'm not the woman I was thirty minutes ago, I'll never be that woman again, never! Watching my baby's pussy dripping all that cum out of her is like a dream now, is this real? Am I here looking at what is in front of me now? The sight of Jack slowly sliding in and out of her as her vagina coats his penis with a thick vanilla ice cream like substance just has me helplessly transfixed. Why they never show it like this in the videos is just so disappointing. This is the lover's bliss, that special moment when the seed of life slowly let's itself be seen as the two lover's surrender themselves to each other's embrace. I can't help but feel what I'm looking at now is for lack of a better word, is incredibly beautiful. It's not dirty or degenerate, we make it into that sometimes, but for Sasha and Jack right now, this is truly is a work of art. How her little pussy can open itself and take something that big inside her still has me in awe. The female body is just so superior to a man's in so many ways, the sight in front of me now, just reaffirms that belief too. Men think manhood means physical power, let a baby grow inside them, and then we'll see how superior they feel. "I told you she's just like us," I hear her say to Jack. How anyone who looks like her, can be doing what she's doing now is absolutely unbelievable. My cute nerdy looking daughter literally has her tiny little ass spread wide open, and just so I can watch her oozing out all of the cum Jack shot in her. Has anything like this ever happened before? A mother, daughter and son caught up in a hurricane of desires is the only way I can describe it. I can't take it anymore, the sight of Sasha's still oozing vagina and Jack's still hard dick smeared with semen is just too much for me to deal with now. All those years of punishing myself, and simply because I didn't have the courage to pull down Tommy's sweatpants and suck his dick, are playing like a sad movie as I stare at the beautiful scene just inches away from me. Ten thousand regrets are flashing in front of me too, do it Katie, I hear the voice inside me say. As though on cue, Jack slides his cock out of Sasha, it's like they both know what I need now. The thick white globs of cream are just staring at me now, how I've gone without doing this for this long is beyond me, finally my tongue gets to taste what's it's been craving for decades. Just like licking an ice cream cone, that's exactly what it's like, no shame or hesitation either, I need to do this. Why is he still hard? Who cares, just lick and suck this dick as though the world were ending, he may not be able to cum again for a while, but so what. I'm sure I'll be treated to lots of cum soon, especially from what I saw last night. Enjoy the moment Katie; just think of how your life is going to change now. The taste, it reminds me of something, but what, what does it remind me of, think Katie. Just the sensation of trying to take this gorgeous tool in my mouth has my head spinning. How come Sasha seemed to do it with such ease? Do I really want to know the answer to that question, I don't think so. Coconut, that's it, I knew it reminded me of something, and I love coconut too. Poor Sasha, she's going to have to learn to share now, it's like the commercial for lays potato chips, once you've had one, you can't stop. I know I won't be able to resist this taste from now on. Look at me, my mouth is riding up and down him just like the girls in the videos; I can't believe he's still hard too. Does he take Viagra? He's nineteen Katie, at this age they all jerk off four or five times a day, at least. No more jerking off for this dick though, it has two horny women to take care of it now, a thought that's just making me lose control even more. I've watched hundreds of guys getting a blowjob, all the little nuances filed in my memory are being called on, as I suck this gorgeous dick now. I guess I never factored in the possibility that besides acting as a surrogate to get off to, the videos also became a teacher too. I bet that's how these two have become so adept at pleasing each other, and now me too. Rub his balls Katie, the low moan tell me he's enjoying what I'm doing to him. I wonder why the government never thought of using this technique on terrorists, instead of water boarding; just have some sweet ponytailed teenage girl suck their dicks until they finally start talking. I doubt any man could last too long once he starts getting his dick sucked on a regular basis, take it away, and then they'd all start giving up their secrets. "I can't believe I'm goanna cum again," I hear Jack moan. That's it Katie, slide two hands up and down his dick, make it feel like that little slut's pussy is squeezing his dick, he'll shoot again for sure then. He's enjoying this so much too, why wouldn't he, two women servicing him whenever this monster is hard, every man's dream, and boys too for that matter. "Make him cum in your mouth, it's something you'll never get over," I hear Sasha say as my mouth and hands get in sync. It's funny; she sounds more like a grown mature woman speaking to another equal, rather than the kid she really is...or was? I think she and I are really going to have to sit down and start talking as women now that the balance has clearly shifted away from her just being a child. I can't believe I'm actually sucking and stroking a dick this big; all the times I've watched girls slide their mouths right down to their lovers balls makes me realize how out of shape sexually I really am. But, this dick is enormous, only a pro could handle something this large, which makes me want to see how Sasha handles it. "That's it Mom, don't stop, I'm right there," Jack moans with the sound of panic in his voice. All those times I imagined what it would be like to suck Tommy's dick, are as real for me now as they were over twenty years ago. The fact my son has to be the one who gives me my first taste of newly found freedom is so ironic. I guess the moral of the story is keeping it in the family does have its rewards. The tensing thighs tells me my long wait is over, my baby is about to fill my mouth with natures gift to women. This sense of power I feel as I take complete control over this powerful young body is incredible too. Men are at their most vulnerable when they're like this too, I doubt if Sasha screamed fire, he would even hear her. It's so hot, how is that possible? How can something coming out of a human body be like this? Who cares, just let it keep pumping into my mouth, that's all I want now. He shoots so much too, once last night and two tonight, I must have the energizer bunny cumming in my moth now. The sensation of having my mouth full of cum, tells me just how virile teenagers truly are. "You never did this before," I hear Sasha say almost in a whisper that I was not supposed to hear. I've dreamed of this moment for so long now, is this some cruel hoax by my subconscious? Please God, let this be real, I know all the sins that may have happened tonight are real...but please let this one not be a dream. I've suffered too long to be denied now, I'm a good person who just can't control herself, as are my children. We can't be the only ones who have surrendered to temptation either. It has to be more common than just us, I'm not the only sister who couldn't resist her brother, Sasha and Jack couldn't fight those urges for each other either too. It's just not talked about, that 'it, deny it and it doesn't exist. That's what we do with anything that we don't want to acknowledge, but it's still happening! "Isn't it unbelievable," Sasha says softly. "I didn't think I could cum again so fast," Jack replies. "Neither did I," I respond. * This is the first time I've had to wear a pad without my period in ages, feeling my panties soaking even before I left the house, I knew I was going to be in for a very uncomfortable day. The feeling of sitting here with my vagina drowning in her own fluids, while I try and keep my composure is becoming to wear on me too. The sight of the clock telling me that I still have four more hours before I can get home and relieve myself, seems like a cruelty for me now as I sit here suffering. I don't know why God gave me a sex drive that rivals even the horniest of teenage boys, but he did, and the realization that I won't be able to placate it anymore is scaring me to death. Sasha and Jack have no idea that I've kept this sultry Jeannie trapped for decades, and the fact that my incestuous cravings are coinciding with own sexual urges, literally means I'm going to want to fuck and suck around the clock if I have too. A thought I don't think my children will view negatively either. "You're a million miles away," I hear Grace say softly. It still doesn't seem real, I'm afraid I'm going to go home and discover that it was just a dream. Or worse, Sasha and Jack will act as though last didn't happen, that would truly devastate me if they did that too. I feel just like a child who discovered her Christmas presents early, her biggest fear now is that they will vanish somehow before she opens them. I opened my present last night, but that fear still feels the same. "Just daydreaming," is all I can think to say. Somehow, half the day has slipped by already, I feel as though I've been sleep walking too. Nothing seems the same now, my devotion to making sure every book is categorized and returned to its former place just doesn't seem as critical as it did yesterday. It's as though life has a different meaning now, and I'm part of it, finally. "Hi Mom," I hear the voice say. The image of Sasha standing in front of me immediately triggers a reaction between my legs. My God, I'm getting turned on by just the sight of my daughter, what's happening to me? Starvation, that's exactly what's going on, I was so starved for so long that now, just the sight of one of my rescuers, triggers a response that my body just can't ignore. "You're out early," is all I can think to say. I can feel my heart racing as that terrible ache keeps getting worse, just the sight of her wants me to slide my fingers down and rub myself. I know it's what she represents that's causing me to become unhinged, freedom from myself. No longer a prisoner of my own making either, I'm really free to live, and love too. Look at her Katie, and not as a mother looks at her own child either. Her long straight black hair coupled with those old fashioned black framed glasses, just makes her look so plain. No one would dare suspect how someone so invisible could be such a sensuous young woman hiding beneath the surface of this image she has mastered so well. She is a woman too; no charade or make believing now, Sasha is a healthy, vibrant young woman who isn't afraid to explore who she is. Too bad it took me more than double her age to just knock on the door that she has already gone through, better late than never, I guess. "I'm not wearing panties," she whispers to me. The long skirt past her knees is ideal for who she is too, what guy who would even glance at her ever suspect it either. She can literally come and go at will like this too; Grace says she looks like an angel; an angel whose pussy is always wet is closer to the truth. The fact I'm wet too, makes me realize I'm dressed exactly the same way she is. "Why am I not surprised," I whisper back to her. "You will too," she replies. The thought of going into the ladies room and sliding my panties down has me trembling, why haven't I ever thought about doing it before? The old Katie would have been scared to death, not now though, I'm the new Katie. The old one died last night as her mouth was being filled with cum, liberation comes in many forms. "I thought I'd stop by and tease you a little," she says so softly. "Wait here," is all I say. OH My God Katie, you really have changed, the panties sliding down my legs just confirms to the rest of my body that the old Katie is gone forever. I'll still be the mousey librarian though, but one who doesn't wear panties anymore, except during that once a month torture period. The thought of allowing my pussy to be free to act on her urges without being smothered with a pad and panties makes me wish I had done this when I was Sasha's age. It does feel different too; just the act of walking through the room makes me feel so much more aroused, and as if that's even possible now. All the boys on the computers looking at porn take on a whole new meaning now too, it's like my pussy senses things it never realized before it was freed to explore for itself. "Now there are two pussy's free to tease," I whisper in her ear as I sit next to her. "Wait till tonight, that tight little pussy is going to be stretched wide open," she whispers back to me. * "I'm afraid it's too big," is all I can think to say as I look at something that just seems too big to fit inside me. "Relax Katie; I felt the same way the first time, our bodies were made exactly for what your goanna do now," Sasha says so reassuringly. I feel like the child now, she's talking to me exactly how I used to do to her whenever she was afraid of doing something for the first time. I guess I never envisioned that a ten inch dick would be nuzzling my vagina, and she'd be the one consoling me. I don't care about our role reversals now; I just hope it doesn't hurt, that's all I care about. "I put plenty of KY on too," she says so matter-of-factly. The feeling of my vagina beginning to open for the first time in years sends a shock wave through my entire body. I think every nerve ending is on alert for what's going to happen next, they're all preparing for me to slide it all the way inside me, and then what? Will it hurt, or am I overly scared for no reason. What about bottoming out, could I rupture something if he goes in too far? "I'll go slow Mom," Jack says calmly. I can feel it slowly going deeper and deeper inside me, Sasha is holding one of my hands, and Jack has the other one. It's like I'm a child again, and we're all at the playground together, it's my turn to try the new slide and they're patiently helping me through it. Except of course, this slide is burrowing itself deep into my vagina, and they're the ones who are pushing me to take it all inside me. Watching it slowly disappearing inside me is just such incredible experience that I never conceived would ever happen to me, Katie the bookworm being filled with a dick this big, is just so unbelievable too. All the trashy novels I've read over the years, pale to what I'm looking at right now, words can't describe how I'm feeling as my vagina tries to cope with what's burrowing deeper and deeper inside it. I feel like asking Sasha, where is it going? I know that sounds so stupid, but the sensation of being both stretched and impaled at the same time is overloading all my senses now. These spasms I'm feeling, are like none that I've ever experienced either. My whole body is adjusting itself to the notion of having something that big inside me, and not hurting me either as acceptable. And all this is happening as it continues its ascent even deeper inside me. I don't know if I'm lowering myself down its length or Jack is pushing himself up now. But the quivering of my thighs tells me I can't stay in this position much longer; my poor muscles are starting to fatigue as I try not to go down too fast. That fear of bottoming out and hurting myself just won't go away either. I know I have to do it, but reluctantly, I let go of their hands and lean forward, I'm completely at the mercy of the beast that's gained access to my vagina. It's futile to fight its onslaught too; all my body can do is take every inch of being stretched and accept the consequences later. The girls in the videos make it look so easy too, their little hairless pussies just glide so effortlessly up and down even the biggest dicks they encounter, just like Sasha did last night. The image of her tiny hole opening itself still gives me goose bumps even now, and the thought that I'm as open as she was is just totally insane too. All the times I could have walked in and caught them fucking are flashing in front of me now. I wonder how they started; did she walk in on him jerking off? Or did the little slut seduce him? I want to know, it's driving me wild, I can't explain it either, but it is. "Tell me how you started," I moan, almost like a sobbing child. "I planned the whole thing, I told him to wake me up because my alarm clock wasn't working. Then, I just lay in bed naked, with just the sheet barely covering me, waiting for him to come in and find me," she says so seductively. She didn't even hesitate, just like she knew I would ask how they started, I think both of them are getting off talking about it as much as I am envisioning it. How many other mothers must suspect their son and daughter are fucking, and just act as though it's just their imagination? This has to be much more common than people realize, it just has to be. As much as I'm turned on by what's going deeper inside me, the picture of her lying naked on her bed is vividly shot through my consciousness as if I were standing there too. No book or movie can compare with what my imagination is doing to me now; and the thought of her teasing Jack with her pussy, has me virtually climaxing already. The fact she succeeded with her seduction, while mine failed miserably, doesn't matter now. I guess all girls know the tried and true method of being discovered on their beds naked never fails either. Except of course if the wrong person walks in, like what happened to me so many years ago. "She was just lying there totally naked; those long legs spread wide open too, and just the sheet barely hiding her pussy," Jack moans as someone who is reliving the moment too. God forgive me, but I so love it when I hear them talking dirty, between hearing all the words I only dreamed of speaking when I was their age, and the relentless dick I'm riding, I feel more alive now than I can ever remember. The long sexual drought has finally ended, the fact it took my own son and daughter to liberate me just makes it all the more erotic. "He was so easy to tease, show him a little leg and pussy and I owned him," she says like a woman who has had years of experience, as opposed to the young girl she really is. "She tortured me too, I don't know how many times she arched her ass up in the air, and then slowly lowering it so the sheet was still covering her," he whispers as if lulling me to sleep. "That's it Katie, your pussy has it all now," Sasha says startling me with the obvious news. Immediately, I feel Jack's powerful hands spreading my ass apart. No one has ever done that to me before; I've seen it in the videos many times, and last night when he did it to Sasha, I felt faint thinking of how it would feel if it was my mine being spread open. Now, to actually feel myself being literally opened up is just amazing. The picture in my head of seeing my own ass like this has me tingling all over. A Second Chance for Katie I don't think men realize how vulnerable we are when they spread us wide open like this, the thought that Sasha can see not only my vagina being ravaged, but also my tiny ass hole too. Am I being prudish? Maybe, but all I know is the two conflicting thoughts are racing through my head while I'm trying to figure it out. It's as though I'm drunk and out of control now, the slithering serpent between my legs is gliding in and out of me without any objections from me either. I've becomes it's slave and subject willingly too, I'll serve its needs and receive my reward like I'm doing now. What woman could possibly resist the pleasures I'm enjoying as I writhe with this relentless beast fucking me deeper and deeper. "Please, tell me the rest," I squeal like a little girl. I feel like I'm on a train as its wheels slowly start to gain momentum, the sensation of my pussy starting to be stroked faster and faster by this unforgiving piston is incredible. It's like I have no power to even resist its strength, even if I wanted too, which I don't. The long deep strokes are literally putting me on the brink of screaming, a thought that both excites and frightens me too. "What are you doing to me," Is all I can scream out as Jack fucks me harder and harder. "I arched my ass up in the air and spread myself as wide open as I could," she whispers in my ear. The image of her long legs and tiny ass are so real for me now, I would have loved to walk in on them as her little pussy was spread wide open. If only I could have done that for Tommy, all my years of regrets would never have happened either. I know he wanted me too, all the times I sat staring at that hard dick of his, told him exactly what I was thinking too. "Then I fingered myself until I felt his hot cum shooting all over my back," she says as she reaches around and starts rubbing my nipples. It's like I'm being overloaded with emotions I've never felt before, all my barriers are crumbling now. My entire adult life's memories of being so paralyzed with both fear and doubts about me just seem to be evaporating in front of me. Why did I wait this long to find freedom? Who cares, I'm free now, and that's all that matters. Feeling Sasha's nipples pressing into my back as Jack continues his assault on my vagina, is just like something out of those videos I so love to watch. That's where they've educated themselves I'm sure, I think a lot of boys and girls today are so much less inhibited than their parents will ever be. Sex isn't as big a deal as we adults have made it out to be too. If it feels good, go for it as far as they're concerned. "I won't be able to last much longer," I hear Jack say. This can't be happening to me, the dull, boring librarian being ravaged by her own children, and willingly too. No one would believe me either; even the raciest authors wouldn't dare approach what I'm doing now. And yet, I have a feeling that it's not as uncommon as I thought it was just twenty-five minutes ago. "Why didn't you tease Uncle Tommy, I know you wanted too," she whispers to me as her fingers run up and down my chest. Oh God, this is just too much for me to deal with now, my vagina is being ravaged unlike anything it has ever known, while Sasha coolly and methodically pushes me even further towards what's awaiting me at the end of all this. If everyone knew what my body is experiencing right now, they'd be line of people down the block waiting for their turn to be where I am, regardless of the circumstances either. "Did you show him your pussy," she asks, knowing full well the affect she is having on me with just words alone. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," Jack moans as he drives himself deep inside me. Between the knowledge that my son is ejaculating inside me, and my daughter probing areas that even I won't or can't deal with, make this high I'm feeling now almost magical in how it's affecting me. To think that at forty-one years old, I'd be in a ménage a trios is almost beyond believability, no one who knows me would think it possible either. Even more implausible is that it's my own son's dick that is buried in me now that is coating the inside of my vagina with semen, and even as my daughter continues to whisper in my ear words that are driving me wilder by the second. "Can you believe that all that cum is pumping inside you now," she says as her finger nails go up and down my back. I wish I could see it leaking out of me now, for me, that's the most exciting moment about sex. It's that magical instant when lovers are still entwined, and their body's fluids slowly drain out of them as they enjoy the final moments of climax together. Just the thought of seeing Jack's gorgeous organ smeared with the thick white globs of the seed of life as it slowly pumps in and out of me, makes me almost wish we had videotaped it. "Is this a dream," I ask almost to myself. "No Katie, it's just the beginning," Sasha says softly. * Everything I knew, everything I thought I knew about sex, has been totally shattered in the past two months. Gone is the notion that it just has to be about a loving couple acting out the rituals that we've all been taught for so long now. I'm not saying that part isn't valid for some people, it's just doesn't have to be valid for the rest of us. Jack and Sasha just don't fuck because they're deviants or hyper sexual addicts, they do it because they enjoy it, and more importantly, it sooths them like no anti-depressant or anxiety medication could ever hope to do. They learned while cramming for exams, the virtues of what satisfying each other's needs translated into, and how it calmed their nerves like nothing they ever experienced. The fact they're twins, certainly plays a role in it too, I doubt most brothers and sisters look at each other sexually like they do, but I'm sure that there is also a substantial number who wish they could find the kind of pleasure Jack and Sasha are having now. If this secret formula for finding peace within you ever became known, family fun would take on a whole new meaning. I've grown both as a woman and a mother too, since they've freed me of all my hang-ups that I've carried with me for so long now. Gone are the fears and regrets about yesterday, tomorrow brings adventure and hope, along with a healthy dose of uninhibited sex. It's like being rejuvenated after being worn down by eight hours of forced labor, if only this could be legalized. We care for each other's need in a way alien to just but a few who have also discovered this formula for coping with life's pressures. I'm sure the Swiss Family Robinson discovered for themselves the dirty little secret that they'd never admit; fucking on a regular basis creates stability, especially when it's within the family. If I didn't experience it for myself these past weeks, I'd be a skeptic too. That's not saying that I've turned into a sex machine either, the most my little pussy can handle is twice a week now. Getting reamed by a ten inch dick is beyond words how pleasurable it is, but the reality is also being able to walk in the morning without cramps too. That relentless piston pumping in and out of me literally wears me out at times, the pain and pleasure become interlocked as I wait for him to cum. Recently, I watched an episode on National Geographic; it was about the benefits of venom from the deadliest snakes in the world. It suddenly struck me as I watched them being milked, the similarities between those deadly serpents and the organ that lies between the legs of every teenage boy. It's like the semen that builds up inside their teenage body's causes behavioral issues that could be so easily fixed by just milking them like those fearsome reptiles. The benefits would be immediate I'm sure, somehow, the idea of mothers going into their son's rooms and milking them like a deadly cobra of all their venomous aggressions isn't likely though. I doubt most of the boys would refuse it either, they'd probably suggest letting their sister take a hand in it too. A coy little joke on my part, but... The reality is if all those uptight mothers discovered what I have, they'd be jerking off all their son's while feigning the benefits that they're delivering to their poor overly hyper child. What they'd really be doing is what I'm doing; jerking off a lean, gorgeous boy whose dick is just begging me to slide my hands up and down it until it spits all that beautiful cream out of its head. Each time I see it is like magic being revealed for the first time, it captivates me almost as much as sex does, but just a little less. The fact I don't consider it lewd or dirty to jerk Jack off anymore, just shows how much I've changed my views about what's healthy and what's not. Most women if they watch Jack ejaculating would only see the semen squirting out of him, that's just the obvious part, what I see as he starts to cum, is that tranquil state of being as he feels himself being propelled to another plain. Call it euphoric or bliss, but who can deny that feeling that over takes you as you climax as being nothing less than heaven on earth, I can't. For Jack, the obvious benefits of having two women servicing him, is a dream come true. What guy could resist the advances of two horny women? Getting his dick sucked or jerked off is becoming almost a daily routine for him too, the fact he's always able to cum so much still has me in awe. I have to be honest, there was a point when I thought Sasha had a problem, you would think it would be the healthy nineteen year-old boy whose sex drive would be an issue, it turns out that she is the one who is insatiable at times. The more I watched, the more I worried about her, until I finally realized that I'm the one fueling her desires as much as she is. I guess having someone new, especially her own mother, has proven to be such a turn on whenever she knows I'm watching them having sex. She's pushed past all the boundaries too, as if there were any we haven't already eclipsed by now, but what she does to me excites me just as much as I am when I'm riding Jack. I know that's hard to believe, but it's true, she's nineteen going on forty, at least. And I'm the one playing catch up; thank God I don't have an ego either, shouldn't I be the one teaching her? Nothing is taboo now, when I lifted off Jack the other night after he shot inside me, she pushed me down and started sucking all his cum out of me. The sight of another woman lapping me is bad enough, the fact it was my daughter truly shocked me. As much as I tried to resist, her tongue overpowered me every time. To say I enjoyed it would be an understatement; to say I expected to ever see my pussy being reamed by another woman's tongue is just outrageous. Needless to say, guess what I did last night? As much as I thought I would be repulsed by the idea of licking pussy, I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed it. The fact Jack's big cock was just pumping her full of cum, played a role in it too. The taste and smell of another woman's vagina, mixed with the taste of cum, is going to become addictive, I fear. Hearing her moaning and squirming as I sucked her tiny knob, just blew me away at how much I loved hearing her whine as I brought her closer to cumming. I've heard it said that only a woman really knows how to please another woman, I'm starting to think there might be something to that cliché. Hearing my baby moan like she did, tells me that it's not just about fucking now, it's about after that big dick squirts in us too. "Long day," Sasha asks me as I sit down with a cup of tea. As much as I try not to go down to the basement, I always seem to end up walking into the sex room. That's what we call the finished family room now, no windows to worry about and plenty of warning if there's a knock at the door too. The perfect room to fuck without fear of being discovered by friends or nosey neighbors too, at least we hope so. "So So," Is all I respond. This almost seems like I'm in a dream now, the two models casually assume there positions as though waiting for a cue to begin acting for the unseen camera. The reality is, I'm the camera they're playing too, the both of them relish their roles too, why wouldn't they? The excitement of not just fucking each other, but to do it in front of their own mother is what still resonates with them as though I just discovered them for the first time. "I really need this," she says as she slides the big dick inside her. How can I concentrate with what's going on in front of me, the fact is I'm here because I want to see exactly what's happening in front of me now. If I didn't, why did I come down here in the first place? They know I'm hooked as much by watching as by doing too, it's becoming an addiction that I can't live without now. Some people take a hot bath after a grueling day, I guess we enjoy relieving our stress a little differently, if people only knew how rewarding the benefits of sex therapy truly are, an idea that just seemed to pop into my head, they'd all be doing the same thing. Mother's and sons, father's and daughter's all would be hooked on how good they feel after a session too, of course, that's if they can get past their own conscience like we have. The sight of her straddled over Jack so she's facing me, just adds to the tension too. How many daughters do what she doing now in front of their mother's? And that's excluding the fact it's her own brother's dick she has in her now, this whole scenario seems too good to be true. "Oh, I love this," she moans as Jack's dick starts opening her even more with each thrust. Just the mechanics of sex alone fascinates me so much too, how something that seemingly looks too big to fit in such a tiny hole somehow manages to gain entry with such little effort, just amazes me every time I see it happening. I could sit here for hours just watching them fuck; in fact, that's exactly what I've been doing lately too. She so loves teasing me too, her little pussy has Jack's dick glistening because she's so wet, you rarely see that in the videos anymore. That's such a shame too; teenage girls have pussy's that literally will stay wet for hours, at least mine did. The sight of Jack sliding in and out of her so easily, just confirms my theory too. "You goanna suck it out of me," she taunts me mercilessly. I probably will, no, I definitely will, once I see it dripping out of her, I just can't stop myself from lapping her slippery hole. There's just something now about the dynamic of our relationship that's changed now, is she my lover too? I know Jack is, but Sasha and I are evolving together by ourselves, I'm not resisting it either, I'm just trying to figure it out. "I can't believe you're afraid to try this," she says, as she pulls Jack's dick out of her vagina and then slips it inside her tiny asshole. She loves shocking me, they both do, but she loves doing it more. I think she figured out that anal just isn't going to happen for me. It's not that I don't like looking at it happening in front of me, I just can't do it, period. When I was pregnant, I had a case of hemorrhoids that nearly crippled me, so the thought of risking my ass to such horrors again, is just unthinkable for me. "I should make you suck it out of my ass," she says as my eyes stay transfixed on her tiny ass hole opening and closing on the enormous shaft sliding in and out of her. How this sweet unassuming nerd could be doing what she's doing now, is just unbelievable. Maybe, todays girls are different than other generations, sex is like a sport to be enjoyed, and not a guilt ridden Catholic piece of baggage that just seems to hold us all from freeing ourselves from ourselves. "I can't hold it anymore," Jack moans as he starts cumming inside her. "You won't believe what it feels like, it's like a hot spray is washing me deep inside," she moans she continues to ride up and down the length of the shaft she's connected too. I'd love to try it, but that terrible memory of pain still seems as real now as it was twenty years ago. I can enjoy watching her do it, although, I have to wonder if one day she'll be screaming because she over did it with too big a dick. I'll check on-line later to see if she's susceptible to possibly inflaming her anus with the risk of hemorrhoids. I think she'd miss it if she ever had to give it up, I know I will. The thick cream slowly oozing out of her asshole just seems so decadent, and yet irresistible too. Try as I may not to do it, I find myself lapping both her sultry holes, no willpower at all once I see cum starting to leak out of her. I know I shouldn't be licking her ass, but I just can't control myself now, it's as though the sight of semen over powers me every time I see it. "Make me cum you skinny slut," she taunts me as my mouth greedily washes her clean of the cream just shot inside her. It's not what I thought it would be either; I guess I was afraid of the obvious issues associated with being too close to anus. Then again, she showered right before she came downstairs too, this is all so new to me, even the sex is more than what I thought it would be too, if that makes sense. OH my God Katie, I'm just like the girls in the videos now, this is what they do to each other after the guy cums in their ass. Would Sasha suck my ass like I'm doing to her right now? She would, I know she would, she'd do it even if I don't let Jack fuck my ass, that's how attuned we are now. "I'd bet Uncle Tommy would love to fuck you in the ass," she says as my mouth and tongue feast on her swollen holes. As if some invisible button is pushed inside me, hearing her mention Tommy just unleashes feelings and desires that have been repressed for so long now. I would have been too afraid to let him have my ass, but he would have owned my pussy, if only I had the courage to give it to him. "I'm almost there, please don't stop," she moans as I suck her clit as if it was Jack's dick in my mouth. She's squealing like a schoolgirl as my mouth and tongue stay locked on her swollen flower, I've never felt it feel this big either. I guess when she mentioned Tommy, it affected both of us, but wasn't that the idea? My little sex kitten just has so many unexplored sides to her, as I'm discovering about myself too. "Suck me you skinny slut," she screams as I feel Jack's dick probing my pussy. It's just seems non-stop once the three of us get going lately, as much as I want to refrain from intercourse tonight, my fate is already sealed. Once I feel it sliding all the way into me, I'm helplessly lost to whatever it wants to do with me. As much as I want to say NO, my mouth can't open to betray my vagina. I should have known this was a trap; all I know is he better have washed himself after sliding out of her ass. The last thing I need is a UTI, he had to, and I saw him get up as I was sucking this little whore. He better have washed... Between her moaning as I bring her to climax, and the feeling of slowly being fucked, the thing I can't get out of my head is Tommy. If I'm fucking Jack and Sasha, what about Tommy, is it too late to go back and finish what I started. I know he's still interested, especially since he's been a widower for almost ten years now. "I can't believe what you just did to me," Sasha sighs as Jack so slowly keeps pumping me as I think of my own brother fucking me so many years ago, if I had only let him. * "You're going to Uncle Tommy's for the weekend," Sasha asks me in disbelief. She's the one who kept pushing me, and now she's surprised, I guess she didn't think I had it in me after all. It's time that I finish what's been haunting me all these years, I'm not the same woman I was just a few months ago either, now, I'm strong enough to do what's been my destiny to do.