7 comments/ 162146 views/ 35 favorites Fuck With Mother By: TheDarkCloud In effect, I became estranged from my immediate family just after I was nineteen. There had always been a strain, even before that. In my mind (and I still believe it) both my mum and dad favoured my older sister Claire over me and I struggled to handle it. Mostly I got on Ok with Claire but as time moved on and more and more stuff happened I started to associate her as being on their side rather than mine and as such had less and less affinity or affection for her. That summer leading up to our big fall out was a catalogue of disasters and there is a part of me that thinks I did it on purpose to force the split that occurred. First my mother, Elizabeth, walked into my room and discovered me wanking to some hardcore porn in my bedroom. This kicked off the mother of all rows and I nearly left then. Worse was to follow when my father Mike discovered me dressing up in one of my sisters sexy bra and panties. Then the final straw was a telephone bill itemised to show that over a hundred pounds had been spent on a chatline that advertised itself as being for 'kinky perverts'. With that I left home in disgrace and in the following five years had minimal contact with my parents or my sister despite living in the same city. In that time Claire had met a guy I was in the same year at school with, fallen in love and got engaged. I got an invite to the engagement party and put in a belated appearance but kept my distance from everyone, acknowledging that I was really just doing it for appearances sake. Even then I nearly fell out with my mother but got out of there before she started ripping into me and my 'perverted ways'. The happy couple were getting married quickly and a date was set in August and I received an invite and knew it must have been through clenched teeth that they had sent it. I replied that I would be there and then just four weeks before the happy day fate turned in a most unexpected direction... * It was a hot, clammy, sticky Tuesday afternoon and I really wasn't looking forward to going home. I was pretty sure there would be no one home. Both Mum and Dad should be out working while Claire had moved out over a year ago. I felt my house keys in my pocket as I stepped off the bus at the top of the road and hoped once again that they hadn't changed the locks since I last had occasion to use them. Walking down the leafy suburban street brought back a lot of memories for me as I approached the drive and I had to shake my head to clear them as I spotted mum's car in the drive but Dad's gone. That was what I expected dad worked a good fifty minutes away and never got back until after six while mum usually took the tube into work and just used her car at weekends. Still I went round the back, for some reason not feeling I should use the front door. It wasn't like I was up to anything untoward (though my mind did come up with some wicked pranks) I just needed my birth certificate. It was in the desk in the sitting room, I knew where, I would just get it and be gone. They'd never even know I had been there. Besides I didn't want to hang about too long anyway, there was a new prostitute in my area advertising all sorts of alternative 'services' and I was keen to try her out that evening. The back door opened inwards with no problem when I turned the key and I was transported back in time to various points in my childhood as I looked around and saw little had changed. After a moment I moved into the living room and started to search for the document when I stopped suddenly, hearing what sounded like voices upstairs. At first I thought maybe someone had left a TV on but upon moving into the hall and listening if it was TV then it was clearly a sex scene that was being played out as I could hear low moans, groans and noises clearly of pleasure from above. What's more I was certain the female voice was that of my mother! I crept slowly up the stairs, careful not to make a sound and inched my way down the corridor to peer through the half open bedroom door and nearly fainted as I looked in. My mother was in the middle of the bed, naked and astride a man that clearly was not my father and was bouncing up and down for all she was worth, fucking him! She had her back to me and her body was blocking the man's face from me so neither could see I was there. By instinct I with drew my mobile phone and began to record this most unexpected surprise. My mother is actually pretty fit and as I stood there unable to take my eyes off her I really began to appreciate that she had a fucking good body and damned hot for her 44 years. Her long blonde hair was splayed across her bare back, I could see the sides of her large breasts bouncing up and down and the curve of her ass when she lifted up was very nice looking. "Ungh! Yes Calvin, that's it! Yes! Fuck me! Yes!" she squealed. I was still recording but my mind was doing cartwheels. Did she just call her hidden lover Calvin? The self same name of the man my sister was just about to marry? I panned the room and looked hard at the mirror of the dressing table and found that by that angle I could see his face and confirm that yes indeed, my dear fucking perfect mother was busily fucking the life from my perfect fucking sister's fiancée! As my perverted mind processed all this information I continued to record events as they were nearing climax and damned if Mum didn't slip off Calvin's rock hard dick, scoot down and engulf it in her mouth, this left me a perfect angle to capture his face full on my phone and the git had his eyes screwed shut in ecstasy so didn't see me. He obviously came in her mouth and the thirsty bitch seemed quite happy to suck him dry before getting up astride him again and placing her clearly soaking wet pussy over his face for him to lick and suck her to an orgasm of her own. I got it all on my phone one handed because I was rubbing my own dick by now but when Mum came I slipped soundlessly into the spare room and listened as Calvin got himself dressed and left pretty quickly while Mum headed to the bathroom and seconds later I could hear the shower being turned on. By the time the water went off and I heard her step out of the shower I knew exactly what I was going to do and let me tell you I had the mother of all erections in my pants just thinking of it. She emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a fluffy white bathrobe still rubbing her hair so she was nearly up to where I stood in the corridor before she realised I was there. I'll give her her due she recovered her surprise quickly and entered aggressive mode immediately. "What are you doing here?" she demanded. "Nice to see you too mother." She tried to barge past me but I moved over to block her way. As she looked at me and prepared a verbal blast I got in first. "Does Claire know mum? Does Dad know?" Somehow the cow managed to keep her poise and try to brazen it out but I saw the flicker of fear in her eyes. "Know what? Sean what is it you want?" "Do they know you are fucking your future son? I mean I know now. I stood over there and watched you. Taped you. What a fucking show Mum! Who knew you were such a dirty bitch? Do you fuck Dad like that? I bet not. I bet you don't take dad's cum in your slutty mouth any more do you?" I watched her proud face fall then. The last hope she had of bluffing me was gone as I held up my mobile phone and pressed play and let her see what I had captured. There was no doubt who it was rutting like wild animals on the film. "Please Sean. I can explain. Please don't tell your father or your sister. There's no reason to tell them anything. Please." I can't explain what an exhilarating, arousing thing it was for my Mother to be begging me so pathetically like this and I'm sure my erection got even larger just from listening to her. "Well I suppose I could keep quiet mother. I could but it doesn't feel right. Really I should tell Dad and Claire, it's only fair to them." "Please don't. Please! It's just a stupid thing, we'll stop! Never again. Please don't tell them Sean. Please! What do you want? Money? I'll get you money, you don't have to ruin everything!" She was clutching pathetically at me so I took a step back before addressing her. "Money! Money! I don't want your fucking money mother!" "Then what do you want?" "I want my revenge bitch! I want you to feel what I felt. But I guess I can never do that so I'll settle for just fucking with you. You want my silence? Fine. Lose the robe and get on your knees and beg for my forgiveness!" She looked at me like I had bitch slapped her across the face ( I kinda wished I had too!). "B-But I just came out of the shower son. I don't have anything under here." "So? I know that bitch. And anyway what are you worried about? I saw plenty more than that when you were fucking Calvin in there. Now get it off and get on your fucking knees!" I was relishing my role as abusive scumbag, the bitch had it coming anyway. I couldn't keep the smile off my face when she gave a long, pathetic sob and reluctantly undid the belt of her bathrobe and shrugged it off until it was around her ankles and she stood before me shiny and nude. "Whew mum, didn't have you down as shaving your pussy, nice job, looks like it should go on someone much younger! Good, now get on your knees and beg to suck my cock!" The impact of my words hit her like a hammer and she physically recoiled as she took them in. "No! But you, you're my own son! I can't do that! You pervert. It's sick! You're sick!" I smirked and held up the phone and pressed play again. "So you'll do your son but not your son eh? It's a bit late for morals mother. Now drop down there and get begging or I'm out of here and Dad and Claire get a real interesting email tonight." She was crying now and that just turned me on more. I had dreamed of getting my own back on this cunt for years and now here it was. I admired her large tits as she sighed and accepted the threat and sunk down to her knees before me. I clicked my phone back onto record and held it up with Mum right in the centre of the screen as she struggled to lift her eyes to look at me. "Please Sean. Please let me give you a blow job." It was pathetic but enough for just now, I was near enough bursting for release and with my free hand I undid by belt and dropped my jeans and pants and revealed my jutting out cock. It felt like slow motion as she leaned forward and tentatively opened her mouth and began to lick gently at the glistening tip of my dick. "To hell with this!" I exclaimed and lunged forward, shoving the full length of my dick into her mouth and throat before I grabbed her head and held it there as I face fucked her hard. "That's it Liz, suck your son's filthy dick!" (My mother hates being called Liz, it's a pet hate of hers, Betty or Beth are fine but for whatever reason Liz really gets under her skin). And so I stood for nearly ten minutes in the middle of the upstairs hall face fucking my mother's mouth. My camera struggling to focus on her face as my cock drove in then pulled out and trails of saliva and pre cum spilled out and fell on her large tits until it was all too much for me and I pulled out and sprayed a large, thick load of my cum all over her features and in her hair and eyes particularly. I squeezed out the last of my jizz into her hair and finally pulled my trousers up while she stayed on her knees looking black. "Two loads of cum in less than an hour from two guys half your age mum. Know what that makes you? A fucking whore, that's what. A dirty fucking whore." "Please Sean, I did what you wanted delete the video and lets forgot about this. Please?" I laughed even louder at that. "Oh no way mother. You're going to have to work harder than that to get this little film. Tell you what come round to my flat tomorrow about 8 at night wearing nothing but a coat and stockings and we'll see if you can't earn a bit more, eh? Be there whore or else I'll love destroying this fucking family!" I left then with her on her knees, naked and my cum dripping from her and had a spring in my step as I picked up my birth certificate and wondered if that whore tonight would suck dick quite as well as my own mother! * I guess I was a little surprised when Mum actually did what I had ordered her and appeared at my flat the next night. By then I must have watched both recordings (especially the POV one of her sucking my dick) nearly a hundred times and wanked to it about as much. She had rung the doorbell and I made her wait a minute before sauntering into my hall and opening the door. There she stood in a long raincoat and heels and I could see she had stockings on underneath. I looked at her hard, not giving her any space to get in past me. "OK show me" I demanded. She winced and made a face and clearly wanted to come in off my public landing but I was having none of that. I stood my ground and the bitch quickly got the message. Seems like she was finally learning not to fuck with me. Cautiously, nervously she undid the belt of the coat and a few buttons and held it open like she was a flasher. She was stark naked just as I had instructed. She was wearing hold up stockings and I couldn't help myself as I finally allowed her entrance and groped her big tits as she squeezed past before I slid her coat off and hung it up. She pouted and I smirked in response. "You might get it back for going home... if you're a good whore and do what I tell you." "Look son, this is madness. I know what I did with Calvin was wrong. Deeply wrong. I know you feel like we let you down in the past but please don't make me do this. Please just delete that film and don't hurt either your father or your sister." "How touching Mum. But too little, too late. Don't put your act on now, you hated me forever, couldn't stand the pervert I was becoming and did nothing to help me. Well I became a pervert Ok and I love nothing better than taking advantage of that with filthy, fucking sluts just like you. Here put one of these on one of your wrists." I had tossed her a pair of handcuffs and she stood gazing at them for a moment before finally clipping on side to her right wrist. I came up to her and easily pushed her arms behind her back and cuffed the second end onto her left wrist rendering her arms helpless. A look of fear passed across her face and I had to chuckle. "What are you going to do?" I didn't answer, instead I pulled my shirt up and over my head then casually plucked my leather belt our from it's straps around my shorts then dropped them to my ankles and stepped out of them naked as the day I had emerged from this slut's cunt. My dick was already hardening and pointing right at her, she stared at it with concern. "You've been bad mother, haven't you? Very bad. And you know what happens when you are naughty, don't you? They get a spanking! Well according to that sadistic old bastard of a father of mine they do, don't they?" I sat down on a hard backed chair in my living room and motioned for her to come towards me and bend herself over my outstretched knee. She hesitated. "Come on you cunt! Hurry up and get over here! You've been bad Liz and you need to start making up for it don't you? Starting with a good old fashioned spanking from your son!" She staggered over to me and slowly lowered herself down over my knees. Her breasts squashed and pushed over my left knee while her hips and pelvis rested on my right. I pushed her head down with my left and then raised my right hand up before bringing it down on her soft, pale ass in a hard spank. "Thank me whore. After each stroke. And keep count." I thought back to this bitch scolding and punishing me when I had done wrong and got an enormous thrill from the reversal of fortunes. The strange thing was though that after a few spanks I was sure that there was something in her voice as she thanked me and counted up that suggested she was taking some form of pleasure from this. I got to twelve and stopped and this time when my hand came down it did not strike her now bright red ass cheeks but rather it snaked between her thighs and felt at her pussy lips from behind. I guess I was not surprised to find that she was wet, soaking wet. I lifted my fingers and smelt her sex then brought them round to push towards her mouth. "Here, taste these you slut. I can't believe you are aroused by me treating you like this, what kind of freak are you?!" She couldn't bring herself to look at me as she sucked her juices off my fingers. While she did that I picked up and oversized dice from the table besides where I sat. "Do you remember when we were kids and we played all those board games, me and Claire, with you and Dad? You liked them didn't you? Always played the ones you wanted to play or occasionally Claire got a choice, never me though, was it? Well tonight we are going to play a game and it's definitely mine. See this dice it's got your future on it Mum. See I'm going to roll it three times and we're going to do whatever the number that comes up on it. And just like in the old days you won't be able to cheat, you never let me did you? Anyway, get a 1 and I get to fuck your asshole, roll a 2 and it's your pussy I'll be fucking, roll a three and you will be licking my asshole, a four and I get to piss on you, a five and I'll take my belt to you and a six, oh a six would be fun because I will take shit on you Mum. Up for a game then?" She lay across my lap looking stunned at what I had just suggested (and perhaps at the way my hard dick was rearing up against her stomach as I told her every option). "Oh Sean, you can't do this." But her words carried no weight, she knew I could and we both knew that to hide her dirty secret so would she. I pushed her off me and onto her knees and picked up my phone and began to play the footage of her fucking Calvin in her bed then looked down at her. "So what's it going to be Liz? Do you want to play my game or I can let you go and you are free to leave right now. What's it to be? Free choice." She thought for a moment and lowered her eyes, unable to face me, before nodding and whispering. "Ok, I'll play your game then." "Good now lets see what number I get first shall we?" I lifted the large dice and spun it in my hands then dropped it beside her and we both stared at it waiting to see what number it would land on. She watched fascinated as the oversized dice spun on the floor and then slowly came to a halt on the number three. I looked at her face and saw a mixture of relief and disgust there but I guess it was not the worst of the options for her and that was one roll gone. I stood before her and turned around and reached back to pull my ass cheeks apart and spoke over my shoulder. "Isn't this a great game Mum? Boy I'm enjoying it, how about you? Now why don't you use that dirty, slutty mouth to clean my hairy ass up? " I had been rimmed a couple of times before by prostitutes but most didn't tend to offer it as a service. I liked the humiliation aspect of it, I mean how bad is it having to lick someone else's asshole? Of course if it's your hated sons asshole then things have to be even nastier, don't they? I guess she had committed to this though as without a complaint I felt her lean forward so her blonde hair tickled my ass and then felt her lips right up against my anus. Seconds later I felt her tongue emerge and begin to probe my butt hole. "Oh Liz! Liz! You are a dirty whore aren't you? Oh wow, who'd have though you could eat ass so well!" If she had a reply it was muffled by my ass and I wiggled about a bit and shoved back so her tongue went deeper until I had had enough and stood up and watched with mirth as she wiped her tongue over her lips and shuffled her cuffed arms restlessly. Fuck With Mother "Let's see what the second roll brings us eh?" It brought up one spot and I looked at Mum and smirked. "Ever taken it in the ass before mother? Doubt Dad would go for it but I bet Calvin asked, eh?" Her face blushing told me enough and I laughed and added. "Be even kinkier when it's your flesh and blood, won't it?" I pulled her up and, still in handcuffs, led her through to my bedroom and pushed her face first onto it. "You want some lube on it Mum?" I asked mockingly and she gave a quick and definite nod of her head. This brought me round the bed to present my straining dick to her mouth. "You've got a couple of minutes then. Better get me as wet and slick as you like." Her mouth worked overtime in that few minutes. She sucked me into her mouth and slathered her tongue all over my dick and foreskin, getting as much saliva on it as possible. She was urgent and fast covering every bit of my dick with her mouth and slowly drawing the first drops of pre-cum from my dick before I finally pulled back and remover my dick from her gasping mouth. "Damn Liz that was fucking hot. But I already know you like sucking dick, let's see if you like being fucked in the ass as much." Looking at the bitch I could tell she was trying so hard not to be turned on but part of her was failing. I fully realised then just what a dirty, kinky, nasty slut my mother was. Now I knew where I had gotten it from! I moved around behind her and climbed onto the bed and pulled her thighs apart and burrowed my dick in between her ass cheeks, giving them each a little spank as I did so. My cock was straining now for release so I wasted no time lining it up with her winking, brown eye and shoved it deep inside her ass with one long, sustained thrust. I grunted and she gasped at the intrusion and I held it there for the longest moment, savouring skewering my cuffed mum in the ass with my rock hard dick. Then I breathed in and pulled back only to shove forward again, my ball sack slapping against her thigh. I quickly exerted a rhythm and pumped in and out of her ass as hard and as fast as I could until with an animalistic moan I came and flooded her bowels with my warm, sticky seed! I rested for a moment, my only move to reach my hand under her and feel at her pussy, it was leaking like a tap and as I wiped my damp palm on her ass cheeks I goaded her more. "You called me a sick freak? Look at you, you love it, don't you? You loved taking my cock in your ass didn't you? Just like you love fucking your daughters man as well. Here clean this thing off!" I presented my dick, straight from her ass, to her lips and damned if she didn't open her lips and engulf my messy dick and suck the last of my cum off and clean the fucking thing! "One last roll of the dice bitch. And then I'll think of letting you go home, eh?" I left her lying on my bed and went and got the dice, returning to roll it on the floor next to the bed. Her eyes went wide when it settled on four. "Damn! I so want to make you eat my shit!" I exclaimed, "Oh well I could do with a piss anyway. Come bitch let's go play in the bathroom." I grabbed her by her long, blonde hair and pulled her to her feet and literally dragged her through to my bathroom and had her step into the bath tub and kneel half way down it before I uncuffed her and tossed the cuffs aside. I got up and stood on the rim around it so that I was towering over her and took perfect position to aim my flaccid dick at her face. I had actually had dreams of doing this, pissing on the bitch that had contributed to making my life so fucking miserable and now there she was ready and waiting. "Open your mouth, you're going to swallow as much as you can. And play with yourself, I can see you're desperate to, I want to see you masturbating while I piss on you mum." The filthy cow did not need to be asked twice and her right hand disappeared between her legs and began to frantically play with herself. The sight was quite the turn on but not nearly as good as seconds later when my piss broke forth in a thick, viscous torrent and went straight down her throat! She gagged on it and the piss flowed all over her hair and face but she gamely managed to raise her head and open her mouth again and in a climactic moment as she knelt there gurgling my piss she came herself in a shaking, jumping fit. I continued to urinate on her. When I was done I gave her ten minutes to have a shower and get her coat and leave. She did so but before leaving she asked me to delete the film. "Not yet Mother. And don't look like that I can tell you are enjoying being used like this aren't you?" The way her eyes avoided me gave me the answer I sought. "You've not told Calvin that I found you two together?" "No. I wanted to see if I could keep you quiet first." "Don't tell him. When are you next going to see him?" "This Saturday when Claire is away on her hen weekend and your father is at the game. Calvin's coming around about 2. Why?" I went into the bathroom cabinet and came back with two tablets. "Make sure he drinks these before 2.30 when I'll come round. I think it's time I had some more fun." Saturday came and I could hardly contain my excitement. With every hour that passed I came up with some new, twisted way of capitalising on this scenario. My perverted mind was working overtime and some of the stuff I was coming up with was just fucking obscene to the highest level. The pills that I had instructed Mum to give to her younger lover would knock him out for an hour or so and that would be more than enough time to get done what I wanted. When I sneaked into my parents house the next day there were no noises from above and I had a few doubts as I ascended the stairs but they were all dispelled as I pushed open the bedroom door and four Mum sitting on the bed and Calvin passed out, half dressed on the bed beside her. "Well, what are you going to do to me today?" "Nothing beyond giving you this (I handed her a camera) and asking you to take a few pictures for my 'family' album." If she was puzzled (or a little disappointed?) she didn't show it too much, she just got up and stepped away as I whipped off my top and shorts and once more stood naked in my parents bedroom. I looked down at the unconscious form of Calvin and could see what both my mother and sister saw in the man. He was well built, muscular and quite ruggedly good looking. In seconds I had finished undressing him, tugging off his jeans and boxers and socks and had his thick dick in my hand. "Take a picture of this" I demanded and Mum, in a state of confusion took a couple of digital snaps, "Move to the side there and get a few of this too, make sure you can't see his face but try to get his tattoos showing so there's no doubt who it is I'm blowing." I dropped to my knees by the side of the bed and leaned forward to take his limp dick all the way into my mouth until his balls bulged against my chin. I couldn't resist a little lick and suck when he was in there and was rewarded by definite stiffening on my tongue. After I was happy she had got enough I released his dick from my mouth and was heartened to see it standing up proudly and glistening with my saliva. Once again I held it in my hand and asked my mum. "You like this do you? Better than Dad's?" Clearly she didn't want to answer but in the end gave a nod. I laughed and swung myself up onto the bed so that my knees were on either side of Calvin's dozing head and my own burgeoning member flopped down and lay across his nose. "Take as many as you like of this, I think it'll look good, don't you?" She said nothing and I proceeded to rub my cock all over his lips and nose and then shuffled forward so that my ass was right over his face where I proceeded to wriggle and writhe and basically rub myself all over him while mother took plenty of snaps. Then I swung around so that I was over him but facing forward and slipped my dick into his mouth and held it there and we got some pictures of that too but I was aware that with his eyes closed it was likely they would be of little value. Not so my last pose though. I rolled his body over and got in behind him and got between his thighs and pressed my dick between his ass cheeks, I wasn't penetrating him but for the purposes of the pictures it hardly mattered it looked for all the world like I was ass fucking my future brother and that was all I wanted. After that I climbed off the bed and took the camera from her and checked through all the images, they were perfect. I got dressed quickly and checked my watch. "Give it ten minutes or so and he'll be coming round. Convince him he was tired and fell asleep then shove those tits of yours in his face and he'll soon believe you. Then I dare say you can have your planned session with your little fuck buddy toyboy." She caught my arm as I made to leave. "What are you going to do with those? Are we done now? Will you get rid of that film of Calvin and me?" I smiled and tapped my nose. "Never you mind bitch, what you don't know won't harm you. But I want you to do something anyway, make your next liaison with him in a hotel room and text me the time and place and I'm sure all will become clear." I gave my mother explicit instructions as to how her liaisons with Calvin were to go that afternoon in the hotel. It was less than a fortnight until the wedding and this would, in all probability, be their last time together before Calvin became her son. I honestly don't know if they intended carrying on their affair after that or not. Nor did I particularly care. I was in the bar downstairs reading a paper and sipping a soft drink when I got her text. All it said was they were ready and I smiled got up and headed for their room. I didn't knock, instead I just opened the door and stepped into the room before shutting it behind me. Tied to the bed in a mock crucifix with his hands spread wide to either side and a gag in his mouth was Calvin. His eyes wide with shock at my entrance. Naked and sitting on the bed between his legs was my mother. "Any problems bitch?" She lowered her head and answered humbly. "No Master (this was a new thing I had instructed her to call me when we were together)." I sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to grab his balls and took a nice tight grip of them. "Who's been a naughty boy then Calvin? You have to wonder what my dear sister or her father would make of this situation, don't you? I don't think you'd get your hands on her little nest egg, would you?" I lifted up my laptop and put it on his stomach so he could view it and then went through my slide show of pictures and film. Him with my mother and the stills of me with him (to which he got very agitated until I twisted his balls and told him to shut up. "So you're in no doubt Calvin I am quite happy for you to get married to my dear sister. I'd be delighted for the wedding to take place and for you to join our twisted little family. Clearly you'll fit right in. All I ask from you is one small favour..." I left the room ten minutes later having secured his agreement and left the two of them to their affair - I bet they had fun once I was gone! * I did not see or speak to any of my family all the way up until the big day. I took a back seat in the church and watched the happy couple commit to their vows and was more than delighted for them. Once back at the hotel and with the reception in full swing I set the final parts of my evil plan into motion. After the first few dances I grabbed my mum and moved onto the dance floor. She tried to keep her face straight and smiling As I leaned into her and spoke. ""How's it going Liz? This day everything you expected? Claire looks happy, the perfect day for you and Dad's perfect princess, eh?" "Sean! Please don't go through with this. Please. You can't, it's awful, sick!" I smiled and hissed. "I can and I will. Now, I'm going to the gents, follow me in a minute or so, I'll make sure they're empty first, let's grab a cubicle." And so it was that less than five minutes after that exchange my mother was on her knees on the floor of the toilet cubicle sucking my dick. We could still faintly hear the music from the band and the laughing, shouting and speaking from the guests at the party, it was amazingly arousing fun. Mum sucked hard, aware that she would be missed before too long but I was in no hurry and held myself back as much as possible, making her really work for my cum. She was determined though and after a thorough squeezing of my balls while she sucked me of her hand went further and I felt her finger ease it's way between my ass cheeks and push in further, searching for my prostrate. She found it too and it was too much for me, holding back or not. I came in a flood in her mouth and she struggleD to take it all in, aware she could not afford to let any drip or spill onto her dress. "Don't swallow it yet bitch! Keep it in your mouth and show me." She knelt there in the cramped cubicle and opened her mouth wide to show me the large pool of cum she held there. I smirked and slowly did my trousers up before giving her further instruction. "Swirl it around your mouth, then gargle it, get the whole of your slutty mouth coated in my cum and then I want you to swallow most of it down, keep a little back though and hold it in your mouth. And then I want you to go back out to the party and give Dad a nice long, lingering kiss. I want that bastard tasting my cum tonight as well!" She got to her feet and straightened her dress and I watched her move my semen about inside her mouth exactly as I had commanded. She had a look of distaste on her face but something told me the kinky bitch was not too unhappy at what I had told her to do. She would get off too at kissing dad with their son's cum still fresh on her breath. I checked the toilets were clear and ushered her out and then rejoined the party and watched surreptitiously as my parents enjoyed a long, lingering kiss. I smirked and turned to watch the bride and groom, the happy couple, on this their special day. Claire certainly looked radiant. She had always been a good looking girl when we were growing up by my big sister was positively glowing today. Her long blonde hair was beautifully arranged and style in curls and pile son her head. The white dress she wore was expensive and perfect and showed a degree of cleavage while still being elegantly classy. Evidently she had been slimming hard in the run up to the big day because she was extremely slim and she suited it. Her jewellery was tasteful and elegant and all in all she was what every bride wanted to be on her wedding day - the centre of attention. Calvin had brushed up well too but he seemed somewhat preoccupied. No doubt most put it down to the pressure of the day and marrying into such a well off family. I, of course, knew differently. The bride and groom departed the party around eleven o'clock. They were staying in the hotel that night before leaving the next day for a three week foreign honeymoon. As the party began to peter out I waited until half past eleven then slipped easily from the room. Mum saw me go and gave me a look designed to make me not do this but I just smirked at her and headed to the elevator. I casually made my way to, then entered the bridal suite. I did not knock and call out just walked straight in. Calvin clearly had done what he had been told to and I found him sitting sheepishly on the edge of the bed and Claire laid out in just sexy white underwear and soundly out for the count. I looked at Calvin but he couldn't meet my eyes when he spoke. "There you are then, all ready for you. I'm going into the bathroom, knock when you're done." And then he skulked off leaving me with my sister. I must have undressed in less than minute and me and my raging hard on were soon clambering onto the large double bed beside her. I was like a kid in a sweetie shop. This was my Holy Grail. I almost didn't know where to start but that soon wore off as my fingers played with her bra straps and revealed her perfect tits. I hunkered down and started to nibble and chew on them. Her knickers slid off next and I gazed on my big sister's neatly shaven pussy. She was already a little wet no doubt in anticipation to her and her new husband's first fuck as man and wife. I ran my index finger down the length of her wet slit and then lifted it up and sucked it clean. She tasted devine! But I was under a time limit and I could not afford to waste too much time enjoying playing with her so I snapped to attention and eased her thighs apart and shuffled up between them and, shivering with anticipation, pushed my hard dick into the soft, wet folds of Claire's cunt. I eased myself inside and started to build up a rhythm as I fucked her. The only way this could have been any better was if the stuck up witch was awake and knew who was doing this but I guess this was the next best thing, better maybe as she would (probably) never know I had been the first man to fuck her as a married woman. A knock came from the bathroom and Calvin's desperate voice called out. "Come on man, she could come round anytime soon!" I was tempted to pay no attention and make sure she woke to find me inside her, fucking her like this but in the end decided that would end all the fun way too early and settled instead for pushing into her one last time and cumming deep within her. I squeezed the last out into her and slowly crawled off her and knocked on the door. The pathetic groom emerged and looked at his bride. "Oh Jesus! You came inside her! Fuck you are sick!" I ignored him and got all my clothes on and headed to the door. "You'd better fucking believe it man, hope she enjoyed her wedding present!" And with that I left, god aren't families great?