16 comments/ 81260 views/ 65 favorites The Neighborhood Rebooted By: fittucker87 [Author's Note: Life being what it is, it oftentimes gets in the way of life's pleasures and one of mine was writing the stories I've put on this site. Rather than start a new story line, I decided to brush the dust off what 'skills' I may have by retooling one of my favorites. Having just reread the series for the first time in probably two years, I realized it went in some directions that I now regret, so hopefully you'll agree and enjoy this twist as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always, feedback of all kinds is welcomed, it's the only thanks I get. Enjoy. ] * The sun was just beginning to ooze over the horizon, heralding the start of a new day as the slowly awakening landscape came to life with the chirps and sounds of summer. Vivian Jordan softly shut the French door behind her as she walked out onto her back porch, pursing her full lips and blowing across the surface of her steaming cup of coffee. The 36-year old woman's sparkling green eyes slid over the large landscaped backyard, noting that the grass was getting a little long. Luckily, she had an 18 year old son still at home, who would be more than happy to mow it. Vivian smiled to herself. Okay, maybe not 'happy to mow it', thought the gorgeous brunette, but with only a few weeks left until he started his senior year, 'plenty of time to mow it'. With the backyard quiet and all to herself, Vivian padded barefoot over to a lounger and curled her toned, tanned legs under herself as she sat quietly. She sipped her coffee and took stock of things, as she was wont to do when all was quiet and she had the time. This was her time, early in the morning, before her son Mark, and his twin sister Kim awoke, filling the spacious home with their assorted comings and goings. Her usual routine was to arise before the sun, fix her coffee, then come out here, when the Texas summer heat was at its most forgiving and spend 15 minutes or so doing yoga and meditating. But this morning she had overslept, which was out of the ordinary for her, and so she sat her coffee to the side and stood up, to at least get in her laps in the family's Olympic sized pool. The petite woman undid the sash to her robe and let it fall from her body, shivering slightly despite the warmness of the day. Goosebumps erupted on her naked skin as she padded barefoot towards the edge of the pool. It was these times that she was grateful she had the means and the foresight to purchase the secluded property, for she loved nothing more in the mornings than to swim her laps in her birthday suit, and oh what a beautiful suit it was. Vivian's full, pouty lips lifted in a slight smile as she walked, relishing the freedom of her nakedness. This was another reason she rose early to swim her laps. It just wouldn't do for her teenaged twins to see her 'nekkid', swimming laps. Vivian wasn't a prude, no far from it, but some things she liked to keep private. She drug a toe through the surface of the water as she worked her shoulder length brown hair up into a swim cap, then jumped in, surfacing quickly with a soft gasp, the 5' woman's head just out of the surface of the water, her breasts bobbling beneath the surface. She felt her nipples stiffen and tighten in response to the water, and ran her hands over her firm chest, briefly tugging them between her thumb and forefinger, eliciting another soft gasp and a sly grin before kicking off in the direction of the other end of the 25 meter pool. While not overly vain, Vivian knew that she was a striking woman and took pains to keep her curvy body in shape with yoga, swimming and eating healthy. Her body was toned and tight, her curved figure cutting through the water effortlessly. In fact, with her youthful looks and trim figure, she was often mistaken as her daughter Kim's sister, much to her delight. The mother and daughter were very similar in body type, petite and busty, with slim hips framing firm, round backsides. As she executed a perfect kick turn, starting back, Vivian smiled to herself, thinking of the looks she and her brood got when they went out. The two gorgeous ladies framing her tall, handsome son, who got his height from his father... Vivian surfaced at the other end, briefly clinging to the side as she thought of how much Mark resembled his deceased name sake, gone now almost 15 years. She bit her full lip and sighed before resuming her laps, water streaming past her body. Her husband had been an investments broker, and it was during one of his frequent business trips that the private jet had suffered total engine failure, taking her husband's life. She didn't often allow herself to mourn his passing, the years having dulled the pain, but the gentle caress of the water against her sexy curves made her ache for his touch again. However, she had not been entirely alone these intervening years. One...lover...in particular, still brought out her passionate side, but her trysts with him were rare and infrequent and, being honest with herself, not sustainable. The first few years after her husband's untimely death, Vivian retreated from society, focusing on raising her precocious twins. She was fortunate that Mark Sr. had been very good at what he did and had the foresight to provide for his family in the event of his death. Money had never been a problem for the Jordan's, allowing Vivian to stay home and spend priceless time with her kids and helping them understand why their father was no longer around. It was only late at night, as she fell exhausted into bed that she ached for her late husband. His support, his laugh, his love, his touch. Mark and Vivian had a very healthy and adventurous sex life from their early days up until that last night they had spent together in their marital bed. When the hole in her heart had healed somewhat, Vivian had attempted to find companionship, but too often she was disappointed, until giving up completely on ever finding a permanent mate to replace Mark Sr. She still had her aforementioned lover, or more accurately, 'fuck buddy' and that would have to do until such time as her 'nest' was empty and she might take some of the focus from her family and search again. Laps completed, Vivian climbed from the pool, and water dripped off her bronzed skin as she shook her hair out. This movement created the predictable shimmy in her large, firm mounds, her still stiff nipples carving the air. She pulled a large towel from the shelves and patted her figure dry before wrapping the robe back around her body and heading inside. After refilling her coffee cup, she headed towards her bedroom, depositing the towel in the hamper. "Time to do laundry", she idly thought, noting the fullness of the container. Once inside her dark, cool bedroom, Vivian dropped her robe on the bed and walked into the large open bath, stepping into the large, marble walled open shower, turning on 'her' shower head. As she leaned her head back in the spray, her eyes fell on the unused, opposite wall head, her lips curling in a sexy smile, remembering fun times under the warm spray with her sexy, hung husband. She could still picture the heavy swing of her husband's gift between his thighs and the way just the sight of her curvy body would cause it to rise all on its own. She closed her eyes, washing her hair and body quickly before shaving her legs and underarms, then giving her bare mons a quick touch-up, knowing that her afternoon would be spent in the skimpiest of bikinis beside the pool. Her cleaning done, she stepped out, toweled off and walked to the closet, wrapping herself in a sheer, short dressing gown before turning to the mirror. She quickly blow dried her hair, pulling it into a pony tail, and then applied a light touch of mascara, skipping her blush. Vivian pursed her lips painting them in a dark shade of red. Smacking them, she smiled at herself and headed to the laundry to begin her daily routine. Vivian separated and sorted the clothes from the hamper, putting hers and Kim's delicates to the side to wash separately...then sighed deeply, shaking her head. Mark hadn't brought down his dirty laundry again, she noted, her lips pressing together in displeasure. She headed upstairs to retrieve her son's hamper, glancing at the grandfather clock, just past 7 o'clock in the morning, she noted. She'd do her best not to wake her son, knowing he'd come in late last night from his date with his girlfriend Nancy Taylor, but if she did, he only had himself to blame and she was not about to wait until his usual 10 o'clock wake up time to get the laundry done. Tip toeing down the long hallway, she pressed her ear to his closed door before slowly turning the knob and stepping inside the darkened, cluttered room. Even before her eyes adjusted to the dimness, Vivian knew what condition she would find the room and as they did, she saw that she was right. Clothes littered the floor, along with running shoes, baseball gear, a football, DVDs without cases and an empty chip bag. She shook her head and glanced towards the large king sized bed, seeing her son's profile turned on his side. Finding the hamper empty of course, she began dropping his discarded clothing in it, working her way towards the bed. As she dropped in the last item, she placed the half full hamper down and took a moment to watch her son in repose. Even without seeing the jumbled sports gear littering the room, one look at her son's sleeping form would tell anyone that this was a boy who played sports and played them all quite well, Vivian proudly thought. The sheet covered Mark's lower body as he lay on his side, his smooth, muscled chest rising and falling as he slept. Her eyes proudly drank in the studly boy's physique, that chest, the chiseled abs, broad shoulders and muscled back. Mark had her workout ethic, as did Kim, and it showed. 'How soon they grow up,' she thought, biting her lip as she smiled, before she started to turn to leave. As she did, Mark rolled over onto his back with a sleepy sigh, his hand tangled in the sheet, dragging it from his hips as he moved. A soft gasp of surprise puffed from Vivian's mouth before she clamped it shut, her long, full lashes lifting in open surprise as her eyes unconsciously fell below her son's ripped abs. "Oh...my...God!" she stage whispered before clamping her hand over her mouth. 'He's HUGE!' she thought, unable to tear her wide eyes away from the thick, hard rod now laying heavily on her son's abs, stretching above his belly button. Her nipples instantly hardened at the taboo sight, seeing the prodigious pole pulse with each beat of his heart, filling the bulging veins crisscrossing the wide shaft. Unconsciously, she took a slow step towards the bed, slowly easing down to sit on its side before she even knew what she was doing. Mark's breathing remained deep and even as her eyes pulled for the first time from his enormous cock, then snapped quickly back to the lovely sight. "So big..." she whispered, pleased that this was another attribute he took from his father, a deep blush creeping up her chest and neck as memories flooded her scrambling brain. This was so wrong, she knew. She should have fled the room after her son's exposure, but now, sitting so close that she could feel the heat from his lean, muscled body, she wasn't sure her legs had the strength to do so. She cut her eyes to his relaxed face again, before licking her full, painted lips, leaning closer to the twitching, throbbing snake. Vivian's nostrils flared at the pussy scent coming off her son's cock, her lips curling in a smile as she thought of Nancy. 'Lucky girl' she thought, before biting her lip and shaking her head slowly. She mustn't think like that, she knew. This was a slippery slope, to be here, thinking like this and to be touching him like this, 'NO!' But she was, her French manicured forefinger, apparently having a mind of its own was gently tracing the pulsing main vein, from the flared, meaty knob down the long shaft to his large, round balls, sloshing fully in their shaved smooth bag. With a heavy soft sigh, her small hand curled around the thick shaft, lifting it up off her son's abs, a thin strand of pre connecting them until she had it pointed straight up. 'NO!' she thought again, her brain unable to control her warm, wicked hand, now gently, tenderly gliding up and down the monster jutting from her son's groin. Her tongue wet her suddenly dry lips, her hand freezing as Mark moaned low in his sleep, head lolling, before whispering, "Mmm...Nancy...yes..." Her head nodded as Mark continued to sleep, 'Yes...Nancy...think of Nancy...your girlfriend stroking this big dick...not your horny mother'. She groaned quietly, for that was what she was, a bad mother...a wicked mother...one who stroked and pumped her son's cock while he slept. It had been so long, too long, truth be told, since she had been this excited, this turned on, this so close to losing control of her proper façade. For behind this façade lurked a lustful, hungry woman. Her full breasts joggled freely underneath her robe as she pumped and stroked her hunky son's dick, pulling a big pearl of pre to the flaring, throbbing head. 'In for a penny...' Vivian thought as she pressed her soft, warm lips to the head, glossing them and then sinking her lush, wet mouth onto the wide head, shuddering as she felt its heat, its girth, stretching her drooling mouth. She sunk his thickness deeper inside her mouth, painted lips caressing the hot shaft as her cheeks hollowed. "Ohhh...Nancy...God...." Vivian's long lashes fluttered as her eyes rolled back in her head, feeling the searing heat of the thick shaft as it slid across her writhing tongue. She bathed her son's cock in her hot spit, drooling copiously as her hands left his base, one caressing her breasts through her thin robe, tweaking her achingly hard nipples, the other stealing between the folds to rub her slippery, quivering wetness. The duo's moans rose in concert as the horny mother felt her son's fingers brush her ponytail. She could tell he was close...so close...so close to filling her hungry cocksucking mouth full of his thick, warm ji... *CLICK* At the clicking sound of a door shutting, Vivian snapped out of her cock drunk haze, drawing her puffy lips off her son with a wet POP. She swiped the back of her hand across her red smeared lips...frozen...ears straining for another sound. 'Kim was awake!' With nary a glance back at her son, she crept to the door, pressing her ear to it, hearing nothing. She paused, readjusting her robe and smoothing her hair. She cast a glance back at her son, biting her lip, 'Never again...' she thought, opening the door and slipping out into the hallway and bumping square into her daughter as she came out of the hall bath. Kim squealed in surprise, jumping back and bumping the wall, her hand clasped to her heaving chest, blue eyes wide in surprise. "Mother! You s..scared the h..hell out of me!" Kim stuttered, then stopped, her eyes narrowing. "What's wrong? You're flushed.." The young girl reached a hand out to her mother's flushed face before the shaken woman jerked away, shaking her head. "N..nothing...not a thing" Vivian pressed herself to the opposite wall, cutting a glance back at Mark's door as she retreated. Kim's brow knitted, full lips pursing. "Is Mark awake? It's his turn to clean the pool and I want to use it this aftern...Mom? Are you sure you're ok?" Kim could not help but note the distinct outline of her mother's nipples against the thin robe and her puffy, smeared lips. 'Gosh...Mom looks just like me after giving a bl...' she though, her eyes widening in shock and surprise. 'No WAY!' Vivian managed a quick shake of her head. "N..no...no he wasn't...I mean isn't! I mean...his laundry...didn't..." Vivian clutched her robe tighter. "Breakfast...breakfast! I need to make it..." She turned, practically fleeing as her stunned daughter watched the delicious bounce of her mother's firm bubble butt showing just under the edge of her short robe. "Don't disturb him!" Vivian called back before disappearing down the stairs. Kim's wide mouth curved up into a big knowing smile as she whispered, "Someone just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar..." She started to follow her mother, but paused, turning to look at her brother's door. She hesitated, but then placed her hand on the door knob. She simply HAD to know! Turning the knob slowly, she slipped quietly into the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click. Mark lay flat on his back, his huge, swollen tool pulsing atop his abs. Kim gasped aloud, eyes widening before stifling herself with her hand. 'Dear lord that is the biggest...most beautiful...tastiest looking cock I have ever seen' the busty nymph thought as she crept slowly to her brother's bedside, kneeling, then stretching her upper body across the space between her and her brother's slumbering body. 'I was right!' she thought, spying the red smear of her mother's lipstick stretching halfway down the thick column of hard flesh. Her glittering blue eyes drank in the lustful package, her breathing becoming labored. She noted how tight his scrotum appeared, the full orbs pulled tight up against the base. 'Poor baby' she thought, 'Mommy left him high and dry...good thing I'm here' Biting back a giggle, she raised up, looking at Mark's handsome, relaxed face, then extending her tongue, began licking her brother's smooth, warm sac as she tucked her long blonde hair back behind her ears. Mark groaned in his sleep, pausing the lusty girl's tongue bath. "Nancy..." he whispered, his hips moving slowly as Kim smiled, resuming her wet licks. She was well aware of Mark and Nancy's active sex life, as she and Nancy were best friends, now sharing virtually everything! After properly painting his balls with her spit, the panting girl begin trailing her long, talented tongue up and down her twin's shaft, lightly caressing it in fear of awakening him. Once the shaft was gleaming in the dull morning light peeking through the blinds, she risked touching him, lifting him with a fingertip under the shaft. 'So heavy!' As his cockhead left the puddle of precum pooled on his abs, Kim drug her tongue through the gooey mess, shuddering through a mini orgasm from his taste. 'God, I'm such a slut' she thought, then promptly opened wide and sealed her plump lips around her brother's cock, suckling softly, drooling copiously at the taste of his pre direct from the tap. A throaty moan oozed from her stuffed mouth as she held still, lapping, rubbing and caressing the meaty head of his cock while he drooled cream onto her wiggling tongue. She felt him shift and moan, but she held still, continuing to draw and slurp on him, shivers coursing through her body. Kim felt the thick rod buck and throb on her tongue and knew he was close. She shut her eyes, preparing to gobble down her brother's sweet load. Suddenly her eyes flew wide, her gasp cut off by the mouth clogging thickness of her brother's cock as she felt his hand atop her head, gently pressing her down on his cock. "Fuck yes...suck my cock Kim..." she heard him mutter thickly, his hips lifting up and down, fucking his big dick in and out of her drooling mouth. Kim moaned and started turning her head, but was held fast by his strong hand. "Unh uh...no way...you're gonna finish what Mom started...I'm close...so close...keep sucking me...fuck that feels so good sis...your mouth is so hot and wet...h..here...here...ohhhh fuuuuuckkkkk..." Mark's thrusts sped up, popping her thick lips in and out before he shuddered and thrust one more time as his cockhead swelled, slit flaring and spit his huge, hot load across her writhing tongue. "MMMMUMMMPHHHMMM!" Kim pulled back to the tip as Mark's hand fell away. Splash after thick splash flew from his flaring slit, spurting down her working throat. On and on it went as her head swam, drunk on cum. His hips bucked as he moaned and climaxed before finally stilling, the only sounds being Kim's delighted moans and slurps and Mark's soft gasps for air. Drawing out the last weak spurts, Kim popped her puffy lips from his crown, tucked her hair back behind her ear and spun on the bed, slapping her hand on her chuckling brother's broad chest. The Neighborhood Rebooted "You were awake the whole time!" she said, giggling. Mark chuckled, his warm brown eyes twinkling with mirth as he caught her hand before she could deliver another blow, drawing her small body onto his, kissing her cute little nose. "Well, yeah! Kinda hard to sleep when your mom is bobbing her hot little mouth on you!" Kim melted against his warm, hard body, her large unencumbered breasts flattened under her sleeping tee against his abs. She wiggled her flat tummy on his still thick stalk and gasped, "You're still hard!" Their eyes locked as Mark reached down, his big hands cupping under her arms, brushing the soft outer curves of her breasts through her tee as he easily slid her up his body, his hot cock rubbing her bare, shaved pussy lips. The twins shuddered. "Let's fuck..." he muttered thickly, sliding his hands down to cup his sister's firm, rounded butt, grinding her against his hardness. Once was never enough for the hung stud and now that the chains had fallen away from this darkest of taboos, he was eager to continue. Kim pushed up off his chest, her head falling back, her long blonde hair trailing down as she wantonly ground herself on the fat log. "N..no...no we c..can't...Mom...downstairs..." His dick felt sooo good grinding through the folds of her bare lil cunny and both knew it was only a matter of time until this line would be crossed as well. "C..c..cooking...no time...mmmm I want it too Mark, so much! But let's wait until we can do it right, 'kay?" She bent down, wantonly rubbing the stiff nipples of her big mounds on his hard chest as she gave him a gooey, giggly kiss. Mark wrinkled his face in mock outrage before sliding his tongue inside Kim's hot mouth, the incestuous siblings sharing a deep kiss before parting. Kim walked over checking herself in the dresser mirror as Mark rose from the bed, his cock beginning to flag, hanging semi-hard and heavy off his lean, defined body. Kim smacked her lips with delight, watching his reflection before turning and leaning against the dresser. "Sooo...what the hell Mark?! She didn't know you were awake, I assume?" Mark chuckled, stretching his arms over his head, then walking over to get clean clothes from a drawer. "Naw, I played it cool. She came in, waking me up, but was just like, standing there, looking at me. So...I...uh...just took a chance ya know? Just to see what would happen. Never would I have thought," he said, shaking his head. "So what now?" Kim asked, moving to the side as Mark opened the drawers. "Do we just go on like nothing happened? I...I don't think I can...or want to..." She rested her small, warm hand on his muscular arm, gazing up as he turned to smile at her. "No Kim...don't worry...there's no going back and I wouldn't want to anyway. I loved what we did!" Kim smiled, biting her lip, "Good thing Nancy and I are...close...she'd figure us out in a millisecond!" She wasn't shocked when Mark just smiled, nodding. "Oh yeah, I know all about y'alls 'slumber parties' sis" laughing as she playfully punched his shoulder. "I for one can't wait until I can get the two of you together," he curled his strong arm around her slim waist, pulling her up against him and kissing her deeply, causing the sexy little nymph to mewl with desire, rubbing her lush body against his side. "But for now, I need a shower and I've got yard work to do." Kim nodded, pulling away, watching his lean frame cross the room to the door. Resting his hand on the knob, Kim saw his handsome face light up, a smile slowly spreading across it. "Hey sis...wanna have a little fun with Mom?" Right about the time Kim was dropping her warm mouth around her brother's cockhead, their mother was fumbling with her cell phone, hastily shutting the French doors as she shakily paced back and forth on the back deck, the phone ringing her contact. "Um...h..hello? Sis? Viv?" Vivian jerked out of her haze, realizing the phone had been answered. "Todd! I'm sorry...got distracted. H..how are you?" She felt like her body was just about to fall apart, her limbs shaking as she hugged herself. "I'm fine sis, great to hear your voice! Kinda early though..." Todd lived with his family three hours away, but she and her twin brother had been very close, until the last 6 months or so. They went from talking several times a week on the phone to playing message tag. She missed hearing his voice and the infrequent times they got to see each other. She sighed, nodding, "I know, sorry to wake you up," hearing him clear his throat and murmur something to the side of the phone. "No...no it's fine...I was just...putting off getting up anyways. So how are you? It's been so long since we've talked. I'm sorry I've been so busy, but hell, you know how that is as much as I do and I've got help!" He chuckled as Vivian giggled. Todd had his own set of twins, fraternal girls, Amy and Sue. Plus, he and his wife Debbie, a fiery, sexy redhead had been happily married for 18 years. He cleared his throat again, as she heard a murmur in the background. "Tell Debbie I said hi. Sorry if I woke her up," She bit her lip. She was tip toeing around the reason for her call, but knew that there was no one but her brother who would understand and help her come to grips with her current situation. "Ahem...oh...er...she's awake" Todd said as she heard, "Hi Viv!" in the background. "So," Todd said, clearing his throat, his voice lower. "What's up? Something's wrong...is it the twins?" Vivian shifted from foot to foot, her free arm under her breasts, clutching herself. "No, nothing is wrong, well, not exactly..." She paused, pacing in the warming morning sun. "Todd? Do you...I know you've said, but...do you regret...regret our..." She trailed off, sighing heavily, looking out over the yard. "Viv? No, no I don't. I...we've...I thought regrets were behind us." "It was...it is...I...oh hell Todd, I don't know anymore!" She stifled a sudden sob, biting her lip, her eyes welling. She felt so conflicted, so torn between her desires and the judgment of society. "Listen...I...let me calm down...I...I'll call you later, okay?" "Don't...Viv?" Todd sighed. He could hear the tremor in her voice, how on the edge she seemed. "Okay, but do call, please? I can be, hell...we can all be there for you in a couple of hours. All you have to do is ask." She cleared her throat, "I know...you're great Todd...you all are...I love you so much and I promise to call later." She took a deep breath, smiling, already feeling calmer. "And we will have to all get together..." Her voice dropped an octave, huskier, sexier. "It's been...far too long" "Yes...yes it has Viv...way too long" Todd's voice huskier as well, sent a shiver down her spine. "I'll call later, bye Todd." 200 miles away, Todd clicked off his phone, dropping it on the bed, his mind racing. He raised himself up on his elbows and grinned down his body to the three tousled heads surrounding his jutting cock. "Girls...clear your calendars...I think Vivian needs our help!" Vivian let out a breathy sigh as she went back into the house, heading straight for her bedroom and getting dressed. She came out ten minutes later, wearing a purple jog top, hugging her twin beauties and an old pair of yoga pants, which showed off her high, firm bubble butt and firm legs. She heard the back door shut and spied Mark, heading for the storage shed at the back of the property. And there, in the laundry sat his hamper. 'Good boy,' she thought, blushing lightly. She'd reapplied her lipstick and touched up her face and she went about her daily house duties, humming quietly to herself, determined to put this morning's activities behind her. She jumped, squeaking as she felt a hand touch her shoulder. Kim burst into giggles. "God Mother! You're wired tight this morning!" Kim said stepping back, now dressed in a jog top much like her mother's but a high cut pair of running shorts covering her lower half. "You need a man...or something! Get rid of some of that tension." Vivian had to chuckle back, rolling her eyes at her daughter. "Like I have time for that, what with having to look after you two!" The pair glanced out the big back windows as they heard the mower roar to life and saw Mark cruising back and forth. Vivian turned back. "So, where are you off to? Want some breakfast?" Kim shook her head, patting her tummy. "Just downstairs to lift a little bit Mom." The family had a fully outfitted gym in the basement along with a rec room for the twins. "And no, I'll eat afterwards." She turned heading for the basement stairs. "You up for some sunning and gossip later? We can order around the pool boy while he works!" Vivian laughed, "That's right, you said its Mark's turn to clean the pool. Sure, I'd love to. Have a good workout." Kim whistled happily, bounding down the stairs as Vivian smiled after her. She glanced out at Mark before heading up stairs to make the beds she knew would be unmade. As for Mark, he couldn't be happier, tapping his foot in time with the music blaring through his ear buds as he worked the lawn tractor back and forth over the big lawn. He readjusted his cock in his shorts, recalling how deliciously hot his mother's mouth had felt around him and then how eagerly Kim had finished him off, swallowing his copious load with nary a complaint. 'Yeah, I could get used to that, waking up with my cock in Mom's mouth!' With a face splitting grin, he bumped up the speed of the mower, eager to get done. Vivian had had to run some quick errands but was back by noon, dropping her keys on the counter and seeing the two dirty plates in the sink. 'Good they ate.' She stood on her tip toes, looking out over the pool, seeing it empty, and then fixed herself a sandwich before going to her bedroom to change. Once school started for the twins, days spent lounging around the pool would be hard to come by. She was going to make sure to enjoy this one. Sorting through her swim suit drawer, she selected a small red two piece and removed her clothing, tugging up the high cut bottom with its tiny swatches of fabric barely covering her smooth mound and round bottom. Tucking her big, soft breasts into the top took some time and then she walked over, gazing at herself in the mirror. 'Fuck...I look hot!' She giggled, her breasts jiggling deliciously. Turning to gaze at her toned legs and firm backside, smiling over her shoulder. She wasn't going to let what happened earlier affect how she acted around Mark and he was now more than familiar with how little his sexy mother wore when out by the pool. Blowing herself a kiss, she slipped on a pair of high slide sandals and walked out. Mark was out by the pool now, she noticed, as she clicked over the wooden floor. He wore just a long pair of board shorts and aviator glasses as he worked the long pool skimmer over the surface, his muscles rippling. Vivian rested her hand on the door knob, taking a deep breath. This was the first time she would be face to face with her son after this morning and she was determined to act as normal as possible. She put a big smile on her face, sliding on her oversized sunglasses and stepping out. Mark's head came up at the sound of the door opening and closing and his full mouth lifted in a grin, seeing his mother step out. "Hey Mom! Coming to soak up som..." His words trailed off as Vivian jiggled into full view. He gulped. While the suit she wore was nothing new, the fact that only hours earlier she'd been eagerly sucking his dick was. To him, nothing would ever be the same. He knew he'd never be able to look at his sexy mother with anything other than lust. "..some..some sun?" He blushed. 'What a dork!' he thought, pausing in his cleaning and leaning against the pole, taking the time to watch the production that was Vivian Jordan, simply walking to a lounge chair. Vivian bit her bee stung bottom lip, knowing that Mark was watching intently. She could feel the heavy bounce of her breasts in the stuffed top as she glided over to the lounger. "Yes, thought I might. It's such a nice day. Are you almost finished?" She shook out a towel on the chair, setting off a slosh in her chest as she did. Slipping off her shoes she quickly sat down, propped back on the chair, before her boobs fell out of her top. When Mark bent to scratch his foot, she quickly resituated them, smiling as he stood back up, shaking his head. "Not quite Mom. Still have a bit more to do, but I'll join you soon." They both turned their heads as the back door opened, Kim stepping out, holding something in her hands. "Shut that for me, will you Mark?" She called, one hand holding a large pitcher, the other some plastic cups. She raised her arms over her head, doing a quick shimmy. "It's 5 o'clock somewhere!" Both Vivian and Mark laughed at Kim's display as she giggled and came out into the light, clad in a skimpy neon yellow two piece, which pressed her already firm breasts together, showing off a delicious slice of deep cleavage. Mark shook his head, chuckling as he walked around to shut the door. 'Phase one in effect' he thought 'Drinks!' Vivian had always had a relaxed view of alcohol, certain that to deny and forbid her teens from imbibing was more dangerous than monitoring their intake in a safe environment. And what harm was a few margaritas on such a hot day? She smiled up at Kim as she poured her mother a cup full, handing it out with a curtsy. "Silly girl," she laughed, taking the cup. "Don't you look nice! Those morning workouts are certainly showing!" Kim poured her own, then posed, her hands on her hips, cocking them and blowing her mother a kiss. "Thanks Mom! Gotta be ready for football season in a couple of weeks." Kim would be head cheerleader this year, cheering on her strong safety brother from the sideline on Friday nights in football crazy Texas. "Besides, I've got to keep up with you if I want to still keep being mistaken as your sister!" It had never bothered the younger girl, that mistaken identity. To be compared to such a beautiful woman like her mother was a compliment of the highest order. She lay down, propped up like her mother as Mark strolled over. "Pour one for me Sis?" Kim slid her sunglasses down her nose, shaking her head, tsking. "No sir...not til those chores are done boy." She and her mother dissolved in giggles, the exposed upper shelf of their boobs shaking like jello as Mark growled in mock protest. "Alright, fine, but I want one as soon as I'm done!" He called over his shoulder as he resumed his task. "Just as long as the job is done right!" She called, sitting up and matter of factly untying and discarding her top. Vivian gasped in shock. "Kim!" She hissed, "Your brother!" Kim shrugged nonchalantly as Mark cast not a look her way, despite the two big scoops of soft flesh on display, capped by small, diamond hard nipples. "Oh Mother, really! Look...he doesn't care! You've raised us to be comfortable with our bodies and he's seen me before. I'm just his sister for goodness sakes!" She bit back the giggle as Vivian goggled at her and then looked at the still working Mark who raised his hand in a wave. Kim reached over, patting her mother's thigh. "Relax Mom...loosen up." Vivian took a big sip of the tasty, frozen margarita, nodding her head. She knew that Kim sunbathed topless frequently and Mark was sure to have seen her before. But with this morning... She shook her head, 'No!' She was not going to let that change the way she led this family. "Alright honey, but I may let this margarita work its magic before I do the same!" Her determination to act normally had caused her to overstep and Kim didn't let it pass. "Oooo naughty Mommy! Showing off your boobies!" She lay back on the chair, sighing and muttering. "Not a chance..." Vivian blanched, this time taking a gulp of margarita. She'd show her! She sat up, swiftly untying her top and dropping it between their chairs. Kim turned her head, simply smiling, before closing her eyes, soaking in the rays. Vivian bit her lip, sinking back on the cushion as she glanced Mark's way. Seeing what his reaction would be. 'Phase two in effect!' Mark hadn't felt this much pressure since his team had been backed up against their own goal line last year, with a five point lead and the district title on the line. He'd made the game winning tackle then and he held clutch now as well, keeping his head down as his mother's huge firm tits came into view. He groaned low in his throat though, cutting his eyes behind his glasses. 'Fuck! She's so damn hot! Look at those tits!' Like two white cantaloupes, riding high and firm, capped by small eraser tip nipples. He felt his log stir in his shorts, stretching out in the speedo he wore under his board shorts. Vivian relaxed when Mark didn't even look up and closed her eyes with a contented sigh. How nice this was! She turned her head as she felt a poke against her arm. Kim was handing her the bottle of suntan lotion. "Better use this Mom. You haven't had the exposure mine have." This was true. While Vivian's breasts were in sharp white contrast to the rest of her body, Kim's were already tanned a golden brown. Vivian nodded, "Thanks honey." She could feel a delicious buzz in her brain from the tequila as she squirted a handful of cream into her palm and rubbed her hands together before cupping her breasts, the creamy flesh overflowing her hands and rubbing them thoroughly. She turned her head as Mark suddenly coughed loudly, before resuming his cleaning, his head down. She turned back just after Kim wiped the silly grin from her lips. "Your turn now honey. That skin won't stay so firm forever if you don't use protection." Kim shook her head. "No way Mom. I've got enough of a base tan. I won't burn." Vivian poked the side of Kim's breast with the end of the bottle, causing the girl to giggle and swat at it. "Listen young lady, you've seen some of my friends. Skin like cured leather from doing just what you're doing...put it on!" Kim giggled, and then wiggled her shoulders, causing her tits to joggle and slosh before the shocked mother's eyes. "Unh uh, not gonna Mom...if you're so concerned...YOU do it!" The challenge hung there in the air between them until Vivian blew out a puff of frustrated air and upended the bottle, squirting the cool liquid across the shaking mounds. Kim squealed. "Mom!" Before she could think, Vivian found her warm hands on her daughter's sumptuous chest, rubbing in the cool lotion as Kim's back arched in surprise. "M..m..mommm!" Her mother had really stepped up to the plate, one upping the teasing teen and her hands felt good...really good. Kim sighed and squirmed in pleasure as her mother took her time, rubbing in the lotion, covering every inch of her mounds and her flat, taut tummy, her fingertips even dipping under the top edge of her daughter's suit. She then placed the bottle in the space between her daughter's boobs, settling back on her chair with a contented sigh. "There now...but you can do your own legs." She smiled to herself, pleased that she still could surprise her daughter. She'd enjoyed rubbing the lotion in, probably too much. As with earlier, it had been far too long since she'd touched someone else so intimately. She lifted her legs, one at a time, bending her knees, ostensibly to get comfortable, but mostly to scratch the itch she felt deep in her moistening cunnie. She closed her eyes as Kim sat up, red faced, and lotioned her own legs. "Um...Mom? Want me to...um...do yours too?" Vivian's eyes slowly opened as she turned her head, smiling at her daughter who'd turned in her chair, facing her mother. "Sure honey...that'd be...nice..." Her legs slowly parted as Kim moved over, her breasts dangling deliciously beneath her and squirted a long stripe of lotion up each of her legs before beginning to softly, slowly rub in the lotion. Vivian bit back the moan in her throat as she felt her daughter's hands on her hot skin, rubbing up and down slowly. However, when the back of Kim's hand grazed her mound, she jerked, a small whimper bursting forth. Kim didn't look back, or stop before moving over to the other leg, repeating the process, only this time spending more time on her mother's upper thigh, her forearm smooshed against Vivian's hot mound, causing the horny mom to moan and clench the girl's arm with her hand. The Neighborhood Rebooted "Th..that..that's good honey...th..thank you" Kim smiled back, and then dropped back onto the chair, taking a big drink of her margarita before closing her eyes. Vivian did the same, needing a drink in the worst way. Her mouth suddenly dry after the way her daughter had touched her. 'Get hold of yourself Viv!' she thought, then saw Mark heading their way. He clapped his hands together. "All done! How about that drink?" Kim laughed, tilting down her glasses. "Yeah, looks alright. Help yourself big guy!" Mark chuckled pouring himself a drink as he took off his glasses. He could tell his mother was watching his eyes and he was careful to keep his eyes on hers the whole time, despite those glistening fat tits of hers on open display. "Hot day for this, isn't it Mom?" Mark's eyes held hers as he sipped his drink, his mother tilting her own glasses up back into her thick hair. "The hottest..." said, taking her own sips. Mark smiled and put his cup down. "Time for some laps!" He clapped his hands again and turned to the pool loosening his suit. "Mar..." she started as his suit slid down, before spying his butt hugging speedo, cradling her boy's firm, muscled buns. She blushed. 'I wish he actually had been nude under there!' She allowed herself, giggling, a little tipsy now. Mark knew his mother's green eyes were burning into his firm ass so he slowed his walk, stretching his arms over his head before executing a graceful dive into the pool. Vivian smiled and closed her eyes, dozing in the hot sun. Mark's strong body cut through the water as he did lap after lap, his erect cock like a rudder under his body. He'd purposely turned his back to his mother before dropping his trunks, not wanting her to see how excited he was...just yet. It had taken all his self-control not to rub his bulge as he'd seen Mom and Kim's antics. His and his sister's plan seemed to be right on track! He quickly finished his workout, only wanting to get a pumped up look to his muscular frame. Lifting himself out of the pool, he padded quietly over to the lounger beside his mother, noting that she and Kim were dozing...until Kim lifted her glasses, winked lewdly and flicked her tongue at him! He grinned; grabbing a big handful of bulge as Kim playfully pumped her hand in front of her open mouth, poking her cheek out with her tongue. He was diamond hard and had been for the last hour. Now for the final part of their plan, he thought, lying face down on the reclined lounger. Kim put her glasses down, resuming a restful pose. Mark reached over, picking up the lotion bottle on the table between him and his mother. "Uh...Mom? Would you mind?" Vivian started, hearing Mark's voice, rousing her from her light doze. She turned her head, seeing him smiling at her, lying on his stomach, holding out the lotion bottle. She smiled and took a big gulp of her drink before standing on slightly wobbly feet. "Of course honey, I'd be happy to." Mark smiled, laying his head on his hands under his face as his mother stood above him, her brain a rush of emotion. One side warred with the other, knowing what it could lead to if she put her hands on him, but also wanting it, deep in her core. Wanting the rush of pleasure she'd had this morning, sucking at her son. The little devil perched on her left shoulder won out as she puddled a towel at the side of Mark's chair and kneeled, squirting lotion down each of his long, muscled legs. Mark let a long sigh out as his mother's warm hands begin to rub in the lotion. "Mmmm that feels good Mom...your hands feel good...strong." Vivian smiled, happy that her touch pleased him and she applied firm pressure to his legs, relishing the feel of his muscles under her hands. Finishing his legs, she striped his broad back with the lotion and eagerly began running her hands over it, feeling the strength and power under the skin. She bit her lip as her nipples perked, tightening quickly, listening to Mark's soft sighs and moans of pleasure. To reach his entire back, the kneeling woman needed to press herself against his side, which she did without hesitation, her stiff nipples poking his lats. Mark smiled at their feel, sensing that his mother was losing all her inhibitions. He slowly rolled over onto his back and looked into the lust glazed eyes of his mother as they slowly left his face, traveled over his broad chest and cut abs, coming to a halt on the bulging banana stretching his tight swim briefs. Vivian's wide eyes drank in the delicious bulge, her tongue slowly wetting her dry lips as she placed her shaking hands on either side of Mark's hips, her fingertips sliding under the edge of his waistband. She slowly lifted her eyes, finding his. Mark's breath was coming is soft, panting gasps as his eyes bored into his mother's. He simply nodded, his lips parting, mouthing silently.....'Yes'. With a low moan of lust, Vivian peeled back the tight suit, having to lift it over the high bulge of her son, exposing him. She drank in the sight as she worked his briefs down and off his feet. "You're gorgeous Mark...you...this...all of you" she said, her voice husky with desire as her warm hand slid around his shaft, lifting it to her lips as she slowly stroked it. "We know this is wrong...but it's so right...you can feel that...can't you?" She whispered, her warm breath fanning over his pulsing crown. She noted movement out of the corner of her eye as Kim slowly walked around to kneel opposite her, a soft smile on her lips. "I certainly can" Kim whispered, leaning over to softly kiss her mother, Mark's cock brushing against her cheek, drawing out a moan from the horny boy. "If you don't start Mom...you're going to have to pry me off of him" Kim said, biting her lip as she leaned back, reaching up and cupping her firm, teen melons, tugging her nipples. Vivian's eyes slowly tracked her daughter's hands, her lips tingling from the brief kiss. Her head swam with lust, but it all fell into place as she saw how her twins smiled at each other. "You two...planned...you knew...how?" They both turned and smiled to her, Mark's hand sinking into her thick hair as Kim giggled. "Your lipstick Mom...you need to quit wearing so much! Or start blotting it..." Kim said, grinning. Vivian felt the gentle pressure on the back of her neck as Mark pulled her towards his cock, feeling its heat on her face. She moaned as her lips parted, her tongue sliding out to caress the sensitive under side of his prick head, tracing up and down, moving lower on his cock, until her lips nuzzled against his sac, parting and sucking on his orbs. She felt the brush of hair against her face, heard the moan of her son and knew that Kim was sucking on Mark. She shuddered with lust, her moist pussy growing wetter as she and her daughter worked in tandem, up down and around, their heads moving around the jutting stalk in synchronized concert while Mark lay back, his big hands cupping each of their heads, moaning loudly. "Mmmmm that's it...so good...damn, so good!" The boy moaned, reaching back to adjust his chair so he could sit up and watch. He didn't want to miss a second of this. He watched his gorgeous mother and sister slither their tongues all around his veiny monster, pausing from time to time to engage in lustful, tongue filled kisses atop his knob. Kim drew back, her lips puffy and glistening with his precum, while her mother dropped her piping hot mouth onto her son's eighteen year old cock, wantonly slurping and suckling on the thick stalk, her eyes shining up at him. "Mmmm fuck yeah Mom...suck my dick...suck your son's big fucking dick!" Vivian popped her soft lips off his boner, grinning wickedly at her son, slapping his heavy dick on her outstretched tongue. "Yeah? You like it baby? Like having such a horny, hungry, cocksucking Mommy?" Her head swum with lust, her desire for her son destroying all inhibitions, bringing out her inner slut. Mark nodded at his mother, gesturing to Kim who pushed herself up and walked around behind their mother. "Hell yes I do Mom! It is so right...so damn perfect...my cock was made by you...made FOR you..." He thrust his cock back in his mother's open mouth, rocking his hips. "Get her bottoms off Kim...help a brother out..." The pair's laughter swam around her as Vivian bobbed, Mark fucking her mouth, gobbling his knob eagerly. She wondered if she still could...it had been so long...and Mark, he was very long too. She pulled back, taking a deep breath, and pressed her mouth down deeper on her son, his broad knob nudging her gullet; she angled her head up over him as she felt her daughter tugging her bottoms down. With a gulp, she mashed her lips to the thick root of Mark's cock, her lipstick leaving a clear, distinct ring. She held her position, tongue sliding out to bat at Mark's bag, his cock stuffed so deep down her throat. When she felt Kim's hands part her ass cheeks, she pulled off, gasping and looking back, leaving her son in awestruck shock at her talented deep throating of his big tool. "Gonna make me moan like you do to Nancy, honey?" she asked sweetly, seeing Kim's eyes widen, just over the top edge of her ass, her tongue sliding between her mother's slick folds. "Oh yes, I certainly know about you two. I have to wash your sheets at least twice after she stays over!" Kim's eyes sparkled as she clutched her Mom's hips, pulling them back into her mouth as she flicked and licked between the puffy smooth lips, her nose rubbing the pink pucker of her mother's back door. Vivian turned back as she felt her son's strong hands cup her breasts, squeezing them together, groping the big fun bags. She grinned, licking her lips. "Mmm honey...you like Mommy's titties doncha?" He nodded quickly as she giggled, taking him in her hand again. "Does it bother my sexy boy that his mother is a nasty talking slut when we're naughty like this?" Mark shook his head quickly. "Hell no Mom, I love it! But you are my mom and all..." his voice trailed off as his hands left her breasts. Vivian smiled, grinding back onto her daughter's tongue as she started slapping his heavy dick against her firm tits. "Tell you what Mark...when we're like this...and yes, this isn't the last time, by any stretch! When we're like this, go with the flow, don't be put off that I'm your mother. Now, here, at this time...I'm your lover, and you'll treat me as such. Otherwise, I'm your mother and you'll treat me just as respectfully as you always have, got me?" When she saw her son slowly nod, she slipped his dick between her tits, squeezing them with her forearms and began tit fucking the youth, looking back at her daughter. "Got me ready yet sweetie?" "Yeth mmm...I mean, yes ma'am!" Kim giggled pulling her shiny lips from her mother's dripping pussy. She paused, licking her lips, looking from her mother's blissful, beautiful face; to her brother's lust filled, contorted features. "You're really going to do it...wow...fucking A mom!" Her mom blew her a kiss as she stood, straddling the lounger and moved over her son. Kim's hand shot out, holding Mark's tower aloft as her brother's hands reached out, grasping Vivian's hips. Mark's fingers sunk into the firm flesh of his mother's hips as she squatted down slowly, perching over his knob. He arched his back, moaning as Kim moved his cock back and forth, dragging the fat head through his mother's dripping folds. "Mark...Mark...Mark!" His mother's sharp voice jerked his head up. "Mom?" She rested her hands on his chest, smiling. "No regrets..." and dropped her hips, sinking her cunt halfway down his cock, their moans rising in concert as Kim moved up beside her brother, her finger slip sliding through her folds, rubbing, pressing on her button. "Fuck yes...fuck him...fuck him Mother...fuck that cock...ride that dick...fuck that dick..." Kim was babbling excitedly until she cooed, feeling her brother's mouth close over her stiff nipple when it wandered close enough. She cradled his head as she continued to frig herself. "Mmmm suck my tits Mark...you're the man of the house...they're yours...Mom's too..." "All yours Mark...all yours..." Vivian echoed, bouncing up and down on Mark's pogo stick, her fingers tugging, rubbing his nipples as she rode him like a cheap carnival ride. "Oh...oh...oh...oh...ohhhhh!" Her cunt was stretched so wide around her son's pumping prick, her copious juices the only thing between her and a painful fuck. She knew it couldn't last long, but looking down at her handsome, young son, she knew that didn't matter. She knew that his youth and virility would reward her time and time again. "I want you to cum Mark...can you do that? Can you shoot that big load up in me?" Mark nodded quickly, pulling his mouth back from Kim, who continued to grind against him. His fingers tightened on Vivian's slim waist, lifting and slamming her down again and again, causing the busty woman's head to fall back, a scream of pleasure spilling from her lips as her climax sprayed his rampaging cock. The hypnotic figure 8's her tits were making pulled him over as well and he thrust up, hard, jamming to the root and spraying his first load deep in his mother's spasming, fluttering hole. "Fuuuuckkkkkk!" Kim's moans joined theirs as she plunged two fingers up her fuck hole, strumming her clit, jerking and bucking beside the climaxing family fuckers. Time seemed to stop as the three writhed and squirmed in pleasure, free of restraint, free to face the future... (To be continued?)