12 comments/ 27436 views/ 28 favorites Silver Linings Ch. 02 By: bifantasyuk I awoke in a bed that wasn't mine to movement alongside me. It felt weird to be in a doubled bed, being used to my single in my small bedroom. Still 18 and a lot to learn... I'd slept with 4 four women in my life so far, three of which were in the last 48 hours and the most recent had just climbed back into bed next to me. I smelled the steam and shampoo from the shower she'd just taken and felt the dampness of her skin as she moved over and snuggled up alongside me. Her hands touched my shoulders then ran down my chest and across my belly, tickling me. I did the same, starting at her shoulder and drawing a circle on her chest, stopping to gently tweak each perfect nipple on the way before making a spiral around her belly button. I raised my head and moved it over her, kissing her neck then moving downwards to her breasts, gently licking between them and then focusing on the closest and sucking on the nipple. Her arms raised above her head and slipped between the bars of the headboard, her head pressing back into the pillow and pushing her chest outwards. I reached over to her other breast and softly rubbed and squeezed the nipple while I sucked softly on the first. I began to suck harder and briefly wondered what I'd feel if her breast yielded milk. This beautiful woman was after all my mother. Slowly, I shuffled down the bed and my kisses worked their way down her body - her under-cleavage, her soft belly and waist. I moved myself further down the bed and she accommodated me, lifting one of her legs over and across me until I was between them, gently kissing and licking at her gorgeous pubic mound. I felt a tremble in my body; not only had I never done this before, I certainly never thought for one second that when I did it would be with my Mum! I ran my tongue over her smooth flesh, up and around her brazilian strip, before running it from the top to the bottom and feeling the roughness of the short hair on my taste buds. A fold of flesh then warm wetness met my lips. My tongue probed it, feeling her swollen clit, and softly licked it. Her whole body shuddered under my tongue and I licked the same spot for a while, feeling her writhe and hearing her softly moan. Then I moved further south and met her labia... somewhere I hadn't visited in 18 years! Something made this feel right, not wrong like most people would have thought. I*had* been here before, albeit a long time ago. And like the salmon returning to it's birthplace for sex, I explored with nervousness and wonder. She tasted of... god, it's so hard to describe! I think the smell and taste of anyone's sex is partly down to their genes, and we all have some genetic memory that lets us know when we taste that of our kin. Maybe it's supposed to work as a deterrent but as with all genetics there are those whose mutations cause the opposite effect. Her taste drove me wild, my cock was already awake but now throbbed almost impossibly against the bedclothes. My tongue probed her - licked around her lips, entered her as deeply as it was able and each movement had an effect on her... either making her shudder or produce a little moan. A battle began within me - her taste was exquisite but it turned me on more and more... I longed for more of it but with each lick it made me want to fulfil my desire. Finally the desire won out and I slowly worked back up her body, kissing and licking as I went until finally our faces and our genitals met. Our lips touched and she slowly opened her mouth, her tongue reaching for mine. I pressed my hips towards her and felt my cock against her skin. We both giggled while we kissed and she moved her hips a few inches, immediately putting me against her slit. I pushed just a little and felt her give way, the folds of her lips enveloping me. The giggling stopped and we stared into each other's eyes as I slowly slid inside her - all was serious now. Her legs bent at the hips, her thighs swinging up and backwards, knees bent and feet dangling which meant I could go even deeper. She jumped a little as I pushed, I must have been touching her cervix when we reached our closest. I pulled back a little and then pushed home, her mouth hung open and she gasped a little. I repeated again, and again, and it became a rhythm. We both knew what this was; what we were doing. It was incest and frankly it felt amazing! Had Becky cast some white magic witch's spell on us? I never believed in that kind of thing but I knew mum did. And now? I didn't know... the idea seemed ludicrous, but then 24 hours ago the idea of having sex with my own mother would have seemed equally insane! But here we were, locked together; engaged in this animal act. And it truly felt like heaven. These thoughts went to the back of my mind - I didn't care how this had come about, I only cared how it felt. I'd loved this woman my whole life. Now things had become more intimate but that only brought more to our relationship. As if reading my mind she mouthed, "love you," and we began to kiss again. Her pussy ground against me with each thrust of my hips and within seconds she was cumming, breathing heavily in my face and moaning quietly. I started to fuck her harder, desperate to make her cum again; to see and hear her pleasure over and over. We finally came together, both hot and sticky, collapsing ontop of her as my cock squirted it last inside her. "That was amazing," she said, still breathless. I looked her in the eye and said, "Yeah, it was. How the hell did we get here, Mum?" "Well you started kissing my neck, then my nipples..." We both laughed. "You know what I mean. We've never so much as looked at each other in that way before and now suddenly we can't keep our hands off each other!" "Becky," she replied. "I told you she was a Wicca witch, she's done something which has broken down the barriers that are usually between mother and son so we see each other that way now. Think about it - if it weren't for the cultural taboo against it, wouldn't there be so much more of this happening? Two people who have known and loved each other for so many years - why wouldn't they become intimate?" "You know I don't believe in witchcraft and all that stuff mum. But even if it were true, aren't you worried that she just cast some kind of spell and we're doing this against out will? That otherwise we'd be horrified by what we're doing?" She smiled and said, "The only horrific thing about all this is the wet patch forming on the bed underneath me!" I smiled too, we kissed again and I rolled off her as she stood to go repeat her shower. I lay there wondering. Could it be true? Witches? I mean mum was a believer and there was always the element of faith, the placebo effect... but me? I suppose it was possible that the part of me that must have known it was her I'd shagged that afternoon at Becky's when her face was hidden, along with the animal lust of knowing, remembering how good it felt... maybe that just led to the inevitable attraction last night. My head was still in a spin as she returned from the bathroom, pulled on a tshirt with a smile, and left the room. I stood and walked to my bedroom, putting on some shorts and a tshirt before following her downstairs to the kitchen. She'd started cooking bacon and eggs; it was like any mother/son relationship again. Well, except she was wearing a short tshirt and no knickers around the house! I filled and switched on the coffee pot before sitting at the table. My phone rang - caller ID said 'Becky'. "Hello?" At the other end I heard a little background noise (cooking breakfast too) then, "Hi! How're you?" "We're good thanks," I replied. "Ah... 'we'. How are you two getting on?" she asked innocently. I paused then, "I think you know, don't you?" She laughed then said, "You're not cross are you?" "That you tricked me into having sex with my own mother?" My voice was raised a little, Mum turned from the cooker to look at me. "Well maybe I should apologise for that. If there was a way for me to undo it... would you want me to?" Again the innocent tone. I paused again. It seemed to last forever and then, "No." Truthfully, I couldn't even consider things going back to how they were. Mum mouthed, "Becky?" at me and I nodded. It was hard to read her expression, I think she was going through the same emotions as me: annoyed at being tricked, overjoyed by the consequence. "Good. Maybe you'd both like to cone round and visit this evening? Julie and I could explain what and why we do what we do." I said I'd check with Mum and get back to her. While we ate breakfast I mentioned it and she was keen - she wanted to hear all about the witchcraft stuff, which made me roll my eyes. I decided to tell her all about what had happened with Becky and Julie on Friday night, this time with all the details. She didn't say much to start with, but by the end she seemed just as keen to meet them both since she thought the acts they performed were somehow related to their witchcraft. Since it was Sunday and no more university for me until I went back in autumn, I hung around the house watching TV for the afternoon while Mum went out to deal with her business stuff. It felt so wierd to not have exam-study sessions! When she returned we ate dinner and then set off for Julie and Becky's house just as it was starting to get dark. We talked as we walked. "Laura's due home next week," I said, "how are we going to keep this from her?" Laura was my older sister, 20 and at university on the other side of the country. She was about to return for the summer break, and while we may be able to keep our little secret from the outside world there was no way we'd be able to maintain the illusion with someone sharing our house. "I don't know. We'll think of something!" Then she said, "You don't want things to go back to how they were, do you?" "I don't. Do you?" We were walking down a short, deserted alleyway and she grabbed me, started making out with me. It was very horny, but after half a minute I pulled away. "Anyone could be watching! We can't," I said. "I know... but to be honest I'm finding it hard to resist! I don't think I could ever go back to how things were before." We regained our composure and completed our journey, arriving at their small house carrying a bottle of wine. Becky answered the door, standing behind and peering round it as she held it open for us. "Hi! Come in," she said as we stepped through into the hallway. The door closed behind us as she stood there, wearing a white robe. Not a bathrobe, more of a ceremonial thing in white linen. She led us through to the lounge where Julie stood in the middle of the room, infront of the coffee table which was covered in leaves, plants and small bottles of liquid. She wore the same as her mother and smiled at us. "Hi," she said, "you must be Charlotte. Hi Mike. I owe you a but of an apology..." I'd already guessed - she wasn't really drunk on Friday night, it'd been planned to get me back to their house. When she finished her confession her mother fetched some glasses and opened the wine. In a weekend full of surprises, that hadn't been the biggest. "So... 'our thing'. You want to know what we do?" asked Becky to my Mum who nodded. "Well the robes are just for before the ceremonies..." Both women slipped their robes off to the floor. Becky was naked, except for the jewellery. She wore thick silver chains - one around her neck, the other around her waist which was prevented from falling to the floor only by her hips. Around her left arm was a strip of silver, coiled like a snake around her upper left arm. Around her right thigh was a similar piece of metal... starting a third of the way up from her knee it coiled around her, right up to her inner thigh and the end not visible, disappearing up inside her slit. On the outside of her leg, attached to the metal, was a small dagger. Her nipple bar, which I'd already seen, had a small silver half-moon shape dangling from it now. Julie was adorned the same way (minus the nipple bar), though the leg-wrap vanished behind the back of the tops of her thighs. I assumed (correctly as it turned out) that it ended in her other orifice. They both had perfectly smooth shaven mounds which though I'd seen before, made my mouth water a little! We took a seat, Mum and Julie on one sofa, me and Becky on the other. I was sure the coils around their legs were solid metal, but when they sat the metal seemed to bend effortlessly with them, following the curves of their bodies. "So it's not Wicca then," said Mum. No - Charlotte. Will have to start calling her by name! "No. This is far more ancient and has no name. There's nothing written, it's all handed down directly from generation to generation... I learned my powers from an older woman who taught me everything I know." "So what powers do you have?" I asked with heavy disbelief in my voice. Becky stood then knelt on the floor between Mum and Julie. "Well... the power to cause instant attraction," she said as she raised her hands, touching both my Mum and her daughter on opposite cheeks, gently turning their faces towards each other, "...in most people." Mum and Julie slowly leaned together and began kissing as Becky took her hands away. The sight of this - my two most recent lovers, one of who was my mother, kissing passionately - stirred me. This continued for several minutes while I watched, Becky back sitting next to me again. When they separated they kept on looking into each others eyes for a few moments, then suddenly they both blinked and looked away. "Wow!" said Mum. "I felt like I was in complete control - but obviously I wasn't..." "Oh, no you were," said Becky, "I can't make you do anything that you don't want to already. At least on *some* level. I think we've already shown that, haven't we?" she asked with a smile, her gaze switching between me and Mum. "Was the sex good?" I was about to get indignant, tell her it was none or her business, when Mum blurted, "Oh my god, yes! I've never cum like that in my life!" Becky turned to me and gave a quizzical look. "Same for you, right?" I hesitated, then realised I couldn't deny it. Why bother? Mum knew the truth. Seemed Julie and Becky did too. "I don't know what you did, but..." "Well Charlotte was all ready and prepared just after talking to and touching her. Some people are just receptive of my powers. You though... you needed a potion." I remembered the tea she'd given me that afternoon before my first encounter with my mother. She must have read my mind, as she said, "No, you weren't drugged. It was just a potion from an ancient recipe that makes people... more receptive is probably the best description." "So then, when we had sex together upstairs... that was it? The magic was done?" asked Mum. "No. You were receptive. Then your sex primed you for the spell. The attraction was there but it would have faded over time if I hadn't..." Mum tilted her head in a '...what?' gesture and Becky continued, seemingly quoting something. "When she with the power imbibes the seed of love from their union, the spell is cast." I rolled my eyes. Mumbo jumbo! But Mum seemed engrossed in Becky's tales. "What do you get out of it?" she asked. "Well, it's actually the source of our powers. When I drank Mike from you, a wave of energy washed over me... I felt the new power and the rush that comes with it immediately. We hadn't practiced... this particular ritual since before we moved here to the city. We'd actually been considering finding some random stranger online, but the Mike came onto the scene." Julie continued the conversation now, "I'd gotten to know Mike at college, thought he was really nice." She was looking at me as she spoke, "I told Mum that I thought you'd be perfect, and after I'd shown her your picture... well, Mum was as keen to drink you from me as I was from her." "What does it feel like? The power?" Mum asked. Gawd... Mum seemed to be buying it! I'd seen nothing that couldn't be explained by mild sedatives and hypnotic suggestion. Well, except for the feelings I now had for her... "Indescribable! Something you have to experience for yourself to fully understand." Mum looked disappointed but Becky continued, "Which you could do... if you joined us. Became one of us?" Mum's face lit up, looked how I imagined she did as a schoolgirl, when she used to play with this witchcraft stuff as a teen. "What do I have to do?" she asked. Becky picked up a small bottle from the table and said "Drink a mouthful of this first. It's like the 'starter's guide' in liquid form." Mum stood and stepped over to the sofa where Becky and I sat, took the bottle and sniffed the contents before taking a mouthful. Mum asked, "Is that all?" "Well obviously we'd need..." As Becky spoke Julie swing her legs around and lay flat on the sofa, parting her legs and licking her fingers before lowering them to her pussy and slowly rubbing her clit. Becky continued: "...we'd need the chalice, full." She laughed then said, "I see Julie's keen to help you out. Now all we need is..." All eyes turned to me. Mum was still stood infront of me after drinking the liquid. She raised her eyebrows at me, and I didn't object, so after a second' pause she dropped to her knees and began undoing my belt. Becky started pulling at my top, getting it off over my head at the same time as Mum was wriggling my boxers and trousers down. I suddenly found myself naked, sat next to Becky and with an erection. "Come and fuck me baby," said Julie, still rubbing herself slowly. I looked to Mum and she nodded, still smiling. Who could refuse? She really did look sexy wearing nothing but that silverware, like some X-rated maiden in an 80s 'swords and sorcery' movie. I stood up in front of my Mum and we kissed, finishing with her whispering in my ear, "Thank you... I really want this." Approaching the sofa, Julie sat up a little using her elbows for support. I sat on the edge of the seat next to her and she grinned at me. She couldn't have been more removed from the shy student that I'd thought she was! She put her arms around me, pulling me closer and started kissing me. Her weight pulled me down on top of her, I felt her move beneath me as I kneeled onto the sofa and lay on her, her legs spreading further so I could lay between them. We continued kissing, her hand reaching for my cock and guiding it into her. As I slowly entered her, I noticed first Becky and then Mum kneeling down on the floor next to us. Becky was nearest our heads and lowered herself into an almost lying position on the floor, so she was able to bring her face close to side of ours. Her lips joined our kiss and suddenly I was feeling two tongues as our mouths merged together into a three-way snog. I felt another hand - my mother's - gently stroking my back and bum as I began to push myself deep into Julie. No foreplay, I was straight to the hard fucking and Julie was moaning like she loved it instantly, her sounds somewhat muffled by the two mouths conjoined with hers. Becky separated from us and instead began whispering in my ear. "Fuck my girl, Mike, fuck her hard like she likes it. Fill her with cum so your mother can lick it out of her... I want you both to join with me and Julie - mother and daughter, mother and son... you want us all to fuck together don't you? We'll take turns sucking your cum from each other forever..." I started to feel... high? I wasn't sure what it was, but it felt great. Was it the sex and dirty talk? Were those wine glasses empty before she pored the wine? I didn't care at this point, all that existed was Julie and me, her hole and my member, my cock in her cunt. With eyes closed I realised I was hammering away at her hard, that there may have been a hint of pain in her moans - but there was definitely pleasure in them so I kept going, feeling every stroke of the union between us and getting closer, closer to... Silver Linings Ch. 02 "Fuck yeah, god god GOD!" My orgasm was like an explosion, a bomb going off at the junction between me and Julie, impacting both our genitals in huge release. I felt the pressure at the end of the head gush inside her and slowly wound-down until I came to rest, laying ontop of her. I opened my eyes and looked down at her face - beaded with sweat and panting hard. Mum later told me that it'd lasted over half an hour, that furious banging, and that Julie had cum three times - though I hadn't noticed. She also told me that she'd been rubbing herself while watching too, having two quiet orgasms from watching me fuck someone else. "I'm not sure I'll be able to walk in the morning," panted Julie, "but thank you, that was amazing!" I climbed off in a daze and sat on the floor. Julie lay with her legs still apart, my cum starting to slowly ooze from her very red lips. I watched my mum who was still sitting alongside the sofa lean closer, so close she could smell the mix of cum and pussy. She hesitated then said, "I'm not sure if I can - I'm not a lesbian!" It was at this point I became convinced that Becky used hypnosis and suggestion, as she leaned closer to Mum's ear and gently said, "You can do it Charlotte, think of the power it will give you... picture that wave of power that will sweep over you and how warm and happy it will make you feel. Remember that attraction to Julie you had earlier, that I gave you with a touch." She touched Mum on the cheek softly again and she slowly moved closer until her face was pressed between Julie's legs, her tongue lapping the younger girl's pussy as it exuded the mix of cum that we'd made together. Suggestion, hypnosis or maybe even the liquid Becky had given her to drink earlier... I had no idea how she'd done it, but she now had my Mum slurping my cum from her daughter's pussy. I had a tingle in my stomach as I watched; despite the events of the last few days this was without doubt the horniest thing I had ever seen. With each lick Mum seemed to shudder. After a few minutes she moaned softly with every flick of her tongue. Becky was whispering in her ear, I didn't hear much of it but did hear a little - "can you feel the power flowing through you Charlotte? From your mouth, down your throat, then radiating out to every extremity, making your clit vibrate with every wave..." Eventually Mum finished, slumping to the floor with a final groan and looking exhausted. Without a word, Becky pulled Mum's skirt up and revealed her knickers which were drenched. She gently pulled them aside exposing her pussy, glistening with moisture. "Kiss it," Becky said to me. Without a second thought I leaned forwards and placed my tongue at the bottom of her slit, slowly running my tongue upwards and causing a low groan from Mum. As the flat of my tongue reached her clit she began to scream! For a split second I thought she was in pain, but then she sprayed me in the face, her girl-cum squirting like a geyser across my cheeks and in my mouth. It was as if she'd been primed for the most massive orgasm and it took one physical touch to trigger, making her wail with pleasure and tremble all over. I didn't even know that women could ejaculate... it tasted bittersweet and had an oily texture - and I swear it worked like an aphrodisiac as I was immediately hard again! Mum lay semi-conscious on the floor in her post monster-orgasm glow while Becky stood then sat on the other sofa, regarding me while I sat there on the floor. "Charlotte's initiation is complete," she said. "Did you enjoy the ceremony?" I nodded dumbly. Watching my mum - my new lover - eating Julie's pussy was a huge turn on, and my cock throbbed in an appropriate response. Becky lay herself down on the sofa and opened her legs, started stroking the silverware that began around her thigh at the point where it entered her. Julie got up from her sofa and went to the other, Becky lifting her head so her daughter could sit and her head could rest in her lap. She began stroking her mother's hair as she lay there gently stroking herself and smiling. Mum began to rouse from her blissed-out fog on the floor next to me and half sat up. She watched the scene on the sofa then leaned forward and whispered in my ear. As if I was on autopilot I stood to comply with my Mum's request, climbing onto the sofa and on top of Becky. My solid cock slid easily inside her, I felt the hard metal that was also inside her above my shaft, pressing on me and the upper wall of her tunnel. As we started to fuck, I turned and saw Mum watching us, with that same look of hunger in her eyes that I'd seen in Becky the first time I was with her daughter. But then Becky started to kiss me, and all thoughts other than pleasuring her drifted from my head. ********** I woke up back at home in Mum's bed, with her alongside me. No memory of getting home at all! Had last night really happened? It couldn't have been some wierd dream could it? Well, the slight soreness between my legs suggested not, I'd definitely seen a lot of action last night. And as I looked past my Mum to the bedside table I saw silver chains, two coiled silver strips and a small silver dagger, exactly what the mother and daughter had been wearing. They just happened to have a spare set to give Mum, now that she'd joined them? Mum stirred, stretching her arms and opening her eyes. She really did look beautiful... infact this morning she look different. Invigorated? I swear she looked younger today. The first thing she saw that morning was my smiling face, and the first words out of her mouth were, "I know what we need to do about Laura." Silver Linings Ch. 03 The best laid plans. Isn't there an expression along those lines? Sometimes things just don't go according to plan. It was Saturday night. A whole week since my life had been turned upside down. It was a chilly night for this time if year, I appreciated the warmth when I closed the front door behind me, arriving home after spending the day looking for a summer vacation job. Mum was in the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe and cooking dinner. We'd eaten together and talked like it were any other evening of the last 18 years, then I went for a shower. When I returned downstairs wearing my own bathrobe I could hear the crackle of the log fire in the lounge. I loved our log fire. I used to love laying in front on it, basking in it's warmth and watching the flames dance. I entered the room, noticing Mum's bathrobe on the floor in the doorway. The curtains were closed and the lights were off, only the fire illuminated the room. Laying on the rug in front of the fire, illuminated by the flickering flames, Mum lay on her right side facing it. The movement of the fire cast light and shadow across her. Viewed from behind, her back and rear were cast in shadow but the length of her side was lit up. Her beautiful curves flowed from head to toe; her shoulders, bust, the sweeping indentation of her waist, outward curve of her hips then the long length of her legs. How had I never noticed her beauty before? Admittedly we weren't in the habit of seeing each other naked until this week, and I hadn't seen her in a swimsuit for years... but even just her face - it was so pretty, especially when she wore those secretarial-looking glasses of hers. My robe fell to the floor and I lay behind her on the rug, our skin pressed together. I reached over her with my left arm, draping it over her waist and touching her soft belly. I lay there gently stroking my mother and began softly kissing her neck and shoulder. How had we gotten here? It'd been a week since that first afternoon... after a Friday night encounter with Becky and her daughter Julie, Becky had asked me round to talk and somehow... witchcraft? Drugs? She talked me into having sex with a blindfold, masked stranger who was on her bed. Back home afterwards Mum and I felt an incredible attraction and it dawned on us who each other had been that afternoon. I tried to resist, but that day we started an incestuous relationship which had continued for a week so far. Becky had told us that she'd cast a spell to break down our inhibitions and make our new love possible. Mum believed in witchcraft and when we visited Becky and Julie together she was taken-in by all of their mumbo-jumbo talk. I knew better - hypnosis and sedatives surely - but that night was also the start of something new. Mum was initiated into their little sorcery group and I... well, I was happy to play my part, who could resist receiving the attentions of three women?! I stopped kissing her shoulder and whispered, "Happy anniversary Mum," in her ear. She turned her head towards me and said, "You'll have to start calling me Charlotte, baby." "Charlotte. I dunno, something doesn't feel right." She held my left hand and slowly slid it down her body until it reached her mound. She used my finger to part her lips and slowly start to rub her clit. "That feels right though doesn't it?" In silence I resumed kissing her body while gently massaging her pussy. I notice a bottle of lubricant on the floor in front of her and idly wondered why, we'd never needed it before. Touching her, the feel of her clit at my fingertips was turning me on, and I felt my cock start to press against her rear. She raised her left leg and bent the knee, planting her foot on the ground and leaving her legs akimbo. She moved her hips so that my cock slid into the crack of her ass and I felt it was all wet and slippery. She moved again, wiggling around so that I slid down the crack and pressed firmly against her. The wetness remained but her flesh against me felt... She turned her head once more and whispered, "Fuck me there," before she pushed her rump back against me and I felt her give - my cock very slowly starting to slide into her ass. It was tighter than any pussy, I felt pressure and then a release as my end passed through her ring of muscle and it was now only my shaft at her entrance. She moaned a little as she continued to push against me, until I was fully inside. I was still rubbing her clit slowly with my left hand but I slid my right arm under her body and wrapped it around her waist, holding her tightly. Pulling back my hips, I felt her clenched muscle squeeze me along my length as I withdrew then the same in the other direction as I pushed back in. I repeated the movement and she moaned as I slid in again. And again but a little faster, though this time she was silent. My hips found their rhythm which matched the stroking of her clit - slow and steady. It felt so good, so right... but part of my brain was saying, "You're fucking you mother in the ass and she's loving it!" This caused a momentary pang of 'this is wrong', but then she started pushing back at me with the same rhythm and the feeling faded. She wasn't just my mother, she was part of me... we moved together as one and our connection felt much more than just a physical one. I wondered whether this was new for her, assuming it wasn't since she seemed to be really enjoying it - moans now returning. I recognised closeness to orgasm in my lover and wondered if it was the clit massage or the anal penetration that was about to make Mum cum. It didn't matter though as I continued with both, still kissing her neck. But then I heard a sound out in the hallway. I couldn't stop what I was doing, it felt like the movements of her body were controlling mine. I looked up at the mirror above the fireplace and saw a familiar silhouette faintly illuminated in the lounge doorway. Shit! Laura was home a early! But she was just standing there, watching. I quickly realised that while she could see Mum's face in the mirror mine was in her shadow, the light from the fire only highlighting the side of my body. Mum's eyes were closed; she hadn't seen Laura and Laura couldn't see me watching her in the mirror. Ah! She thought Mum had found herself a man and they were new lovers in front of the fire! Well, strictly speaking that was entirely true... Even if I felt I had control of my hips I wouldn't stop now - I had a proper dirty thought in my head and couldn't help acting on it. I started to rub her clit harder, faster. Our rhythm sped up seemingly on it's own and peering from the darkened safety of behind Mum's head I looked at my sister, thinking: "Yeah, I'm fucking Mum's ass in front of you. Enjoying the show?" Mum began to moan harder and faster now and in the mirror I saw... wow! Laura's hand was pressed against the fabric of her skirt, slowly rubbing inbetween her legs! She was actually masturbating to the sight of her brother fucking her mother's ass! OK, so she didn't know it was me or which orifice I was in, but she obviously knew she was watching Mum having sex - and it was turning her on! This drove me wild, and I began to seriously pump that ass, furiously rubbing the clit and suddenly Mum came with a loud wail. I felt my fingers instantly become soaking wet and this pushed me over the edge - trying to cum without words so I wouldn't be recognised, I moaned as I shot my sticky seed into my Mum's rear. As we came to a halt I was careful to rest my head in the shadows, but watched Laura quietly disappear from the doorway. "I think Laura just got home and saw us," I whispered to her. She almost jumped! I continued, "She couldn't see who I was, she's gone upstairs." We hatched a plan - I grabbed clothes from the dryer in the kitchen and quietly let myself out of the back door. A few minutes later I loudly let myself in through the front and went straight upstairs. Pretending to notice Laura's bedroom light was on I knocked the door and said hello. "Hang on a mo!" she called. I waited nearly a minute then she opened the door, a little red faced and wearing pyjamas. "You're home early! How's it going?" I followed her into the room and we both sat on the bed. Laura was tall and athletic-going-on-curvy, a lot like Mum though she had a much larger chest - I noticed the label on her bra said '34 DD' last time she was home and I was on washing duty. Her natural hair colour was brown but she currently had it dyed red, in a short bob-cut. "Good thanks. Got offered a lift home so took it instead of the train. How're you?" We talked for five minutes about our course and life in general. Mum had waited a while but now opened and closed the front door to signal 'the guy' had gone. Hearing this I said, "Is Mum just getting home?" Laura grinned then said, "No, she was in the lounge when I got home. Had someone with her... sounds like they just left." We heard footsteps on the landing then a knock at the door. A now fully clothed Mum appeared and started the usual greetings with her daughter. Laura didn't seem to be letting on what she'd seen so feeling safe to leave them to it, I made my excuses about being tired and went to bed. In my own bed for the first time in a week, on my own. It felt empty. ********* Next morning I woke late and when I got downstairs Mum was already out, Laura making a late breakfast in the kitchen. "Morning!" "Morning," I replied. "I'm off out for the afternoon, meeting up with the guys from school who're back home from Uni. How about you?" "Similar, meeting some of the girls. Then out for a girls night tonight. With Mum - said she'd already planned an evening at her friend Becky's before she knew I was home... she's got a daughter my age too. Few bottles of wine and all, thought a girls night could be fun!" Looked like I'd be making my own plans tonight then! So I met the guys, played pool, smoked a little and the afternoon carried on to the evening. We hit a few pubs, drank some beer and then spent the rest of the evening at Tommy's place playing video games til late. It was great to catch up with the guys... though part of me desperately wanted to tell them what was going on in my life at the moment, I knew I never could. So I eventually got home at half three in the morning, Mum and Laura already in bed. Slightly drunk, I felt but fought the urge to get into bed with Mum and went to sleep on my own again. The following morning was like Groundhog Day. I got up to find Laura in the kitchen and Mum already out. "Morning!" "Morning," Laura replied, "want a coffee?" I nodded so she poured me a cup. "How was last night?" I asked. A pause, then, "It was nice. Good fun! Drank lots of wine, talked lots, played a few games. That Becky - she's got such a lovely voice hasn't she? I could have sat and listened to her all night." Maybe she had, I thought. I was still convinced she used hypnosis or some other mind-power after my experiences with her. Laura handed my coffee over as I sat at the table. She sat opposite me with her cup and looked like she was about to say something but then stopped. I was about to ask 'wassup?' when she blurted, "Did you really have a threesome with Becky and Julie?" 'Taken aback' doesn't cover it! I couldn't think of anything else to say so just said, "Yup." Then I smiled. "Seems you did talk a lot then!" I wondered what else they'd discussed! "Yeah we did. And I got to know her daughter Julie too, she's pretty cool," she said with a little smile. "Anyway! They're coming round here tonight for dinner, Mum said to let you know. About sevenish." Laura got herself ready and went out shopping. I immediately called Julie to get the low-down. "So what happened last night?" "Well... wine, lots of conversation, we mentioned that we practice pagan stuff... slightly drunken truth-or-dare... She's lovely, by the way - Laura, she's great!" "Truth or dare?" I questioned. "Yeah. She admitted to seeing you and your Mum in the lounge the night she got home. Didn't know you were you but admitted watching Charlotte having sex with someone. Then she surprised herself by also admitting to touching herself while she watched, *and* to going to her room after to finish the job properly with a toy! Mum *is* very good at putting people at ease... and it seems you interrupted her by knocking her door. She seemed a bit embarrassed after her admission about watching your Mum... "So I told her I'd watched you having sex with Mum. And then Mum said that I'd joined in... don't worry, we didn't tell her *all* the details!" "Wow," I said. I hadn't been expecting things to move so fast with Laura. "Anything else?" "Well... we all agreed it wasn't a bad thing, to watch I mean. Charlotte told Laura she could watch her any time she liked and she seemed pleased. Then more truth-or-dare... Laura admitted she'd been with a few girls this year..." A pause. "And then me and Laura had sex together on the sofa, Mum and Charlotte watched." "Whaaaa?" Wasn't expecting that! "I went down on her, we 69'd, few orgasms... not just us either, Mum and Charlotte were playing with themselves towards the end! We watched them while we ate each other." So in less than forty eight hours since arriving home my sweet older sister had watched her mother having sex, wanked over it, performed lesbian sex infront of her mother, and watched mother masturbate to those lesbian acts! And there I was worrying about what she'd say about me and Mum! We still had some way to go though. "So tonight..." I said. "Yeah. So let's not let on that we've talked. Better if Laura doesn't know that you know all this. We'll be round about 7... Spoke to Charlotte earlier, she says you cook an awesome steak and she's buying the ingredients while she's out with Laura this afternoon. So if you do the cooking then me, Mum, Laura and Charlotte can sit and talk - and drink! - for a while first. Give us an hour maybe... if we aim to eat around 8?" And so we had a plan, which looked like it was getting close to end-game the night before our original plan was even due to start. The best laid plans, as they say. ********* The doorbell rings and I'm in the kitchen, getting everything ready to cook. I heard Mum answer the door in the distance and carried on chopping onions. A couple of times I stuck my head out into the hallway to listen to the conversation in the lounge but I couldn't make out any words, just hearing mostly Becky's voice but no details. All prep done, I just need to start the vegetables going and get the steaks on. Maybe 20 minutes cooking time and the clock says 7:35. Perfect! With that, Laura appears at the kitchen door wearing a short skirt and tight tshirt. "How's it going?" She asked. "Good - everything's ready to go, I've got five minutes then if I get cooking we'll be sitting down to eat at 8." "Five minutes? I brought some weed back from uni... fancy a cheeky smoke out back...?" "Better not, maybe later?" "Ok. I could... maybe sprinkle some into the food?" She dangled a small bag of green over the filets. I stepped closer and looked her seriously in the eye. "No. Because then the steaks would be too high." We burst into a fit of giggles and fell into each other with our heads on shoulders. When we recovered she said, "OK, 8 o'clock it is, I'll let them know," and left the room. 8 o'clock came and I entered the lounge saying, "Dinner is served." I noticed they'd gotten through two bottles of wine already! We sat and ate my meal, with a little small talk along the way. Everyone was dressed casual - short skirts and thin tops all round, I was the only one without my legs showing! When we finished we adjourned to the lounge with a fresh bottle of wine and I had my first glass of the night, while sat on the beanbag infront of the fireplace facing the ladies on the large sofa. Laura was on the left, then Julie, Mum, and Becky on the right. "So what have you guys been talking about?" I asked. "We were telling Laura about our voodoo witchcraft," said Becky - mocking me a little with her use of 'voodoo'. "Since we've already shown Charlotte what we do, she's interested to see for herself too. But another night! As we have a room full of students, let's talk about university life." We talked about study - mostly me, Laura and Julie - then got on to the subject of dating. I got up to get another bottle of wine, and Becky followed me out of the door purportedly for a toilet-stop. She followed me into the kitchen and said, "Can you work something into the conversation? If we're still talking about dating... do you know of any missed-opportunity she had when she was a teen?" I nodded. "Can you imply she's not spontaneous, doesn't do anything daring?" "Ooooh-kaaaaay... why...?" "Oh I just think it'll trigger a particular response." She went to the bathroom and I returned to the lounge with the wine. I noticed Julie's skirt had ridden-up a little, a lot of thigh showing but not quite the knickers. Topping up each glass, I sat down as Becky returned and took her seat. "We were just talking about ex boyfriends from years ago," said Julie with a faint smile. "I went out with this guy Jon... Anyway, Charlotte was about to...?" Mum told us about a guy from before she married Dad, a real bad boy type, treated her badly but she couldn't get enough. "We were so serious... we talked about moving away together and everything. To America!" I laughed, "Then you'd have had kids who call you 'Mom', I don't think any of us would like that!" When 'Mom' finished her tale Laura started talking about Phil, who was the brother of the girl I lost my virginity to. Nice guy, etc. "What about Mark?" I asked. "Ah. Yes, Mark. Tall and gorgeous... dreamed about him for years." I remembered her 'Mark phase' well. "Never did anything about it though. He had a girlfriend, someone in my maths class. I couldn't..." "Wouldn't!" I said. "You were such a pain back then - he was all you'd talk about and you never did a thing." I noticed Julie's hand stray from her own thigh to Laura's, gently stroking it; Laura seemed not to notice and gave me a quizzical look. "Definitely a missed opportunity. It's just one of those things I guess... some people just don't 'do' spontaneous, wild things. Go their whole lives without being daring." She scowled at me then said, "I don't do daring things? Shows what you know!" She turned to Julie and grabbed her far shoulder, pulling her round to facing her, and proceeded to start making out with her! She broke away after maybe twenty seconds, but Julie reached out and placed a hand on the side of her head, holding it, and reciprocated. They kissed... and kissed... it had been going on for at least two minutes before I took my eyes off them and looked at our parents - both mothers watching and smiling. Julie's hand moved up Laura's thigh and under her skirt. Within seconds Laura was doing likewise, her movements raising Julie's skirt that little bit higher and revealing her lack of underwear. From my seat on the beanbag I had the greatest view of my sister slowly fingering Julie! They kept up their making-out-and-fingering session for maybe 10 minutes, before Julie slipped the straps of her top from her shoulders and let it slide down to her waist, braless breasts on show. Laura realised what she'd done and worked her kisses down her neck and further, until she was licking and sucking Julie's boobs. I couldn't tell whether she had forgotten about her audience or if this was a show intended as a rebuke for my earlier words. Either case was fine with me! Laura was bent nearly across Julie now, sucking the nipple of the nearest breasts. Julie bent forwards and said in her ear, "Can Mike have the other one?" Laura stopped and looked up at Julie with a smile, then turned to me and raised her eyebrows - a definite invitation. I stood and so did Mum, we swapped places and as I sat I snogged briefly with Julie, before bending into the mirror position of my sister and began to kiss her breast. We knocked heads a few times, me and Laura, but otherwise it wasn't too awkward. Silver Linings Ch. 03 After a while I got more adventurous and slid my hand up Julie's skirt. I felt Laura's fingers pushing inside her and so ran mine along the palm of her hand and up to the clit, which I started to rub. I could feel Laura's fingers below mine, working Julie's hole, and the idea of what I was doing here - with my sister as an accomplice - turned me on immensely. Julie began to moan straight away and in less than a minute we brought her to orgasm together. She told me later that having both tits sucked while getting two handed stimulation drove her wild. Her orgasm subsiding, I withdrew my hand. I raised my head a little and whispered in Laura's ear, "Do you want to go down on her or shall I?" She turned away from the breast, grinned at me and said, "You first!" I sat up straight then dropped to my knees, turning so I was between Julie's legs. She eagerly pulled her skirt right up around her waist where it met her top, looking like she was naked except for the trainers on her feet and some bizarre belt. I slowly moved in to her until my face was inches from her pussy... Laura's fingers were still at work inside her, aiming for the g-spot, so I aimed higher and went for the clit. My chin brushed against Laura's hand and she immediately pulled out, rubbing her fingers gently against my lips. My mouth opened and I sucked her fingers slowly, tasting Julie on them. Finally she withdrew her hand and I buried my face between Julie's legs, sucking at her clit, licking the length of her slit. I felt Laura kneel alongside me, the side of her body pressing against mine, and I knew what she wanted. So I backed off, sitting back on my knees while she dived on Julie's gorgeous pussy, giving me only the back of her head as a view. "Hey, I can't see! " I said in her ear. Julie opened her legs wider to accommodate Laura as she moved to the side, the left of her face against Julie's thigh. She was licking from an angle, her head only occupying half of the space afront of Julie's mound. I watched my sister eating pussy and felt myself wanting the same so I moved in alongside her, again the mirror image of her, and while she lapped at Julie's labia I worked on her clit. We watched each other's faces briefly then she closed her eyes so I did too. I don't know how long we carried on for until... I lowered my tongue with the intention of lapping her bean from bottom to top and our tongues met. We both opened our eyes and looked at each other then suddenly started giggling. It felt like the ice was broken, so after the giggles ceased I began to lick the labia too. This meant our tongues met briefly again, and again - and we looked each other in the eye each time they did. The fifth or sixth time they touched, instead of moving away I began to slowly stroke hers with mine, while both were pressed against the clit. It lasted a few seconds, but then she returned the gesture and stroked mine with hers. I repeated the action again, but this time she started to suck mine softly between her lips. Our faces grew closer and turned to face each other now, my tongue still between her lips. Closer still, my tongue going deeper in her mouth until our lips met and then parted simultaneously. Our tongues began exploring each other's mouths while hovering over Julie's dripping pussy. She was a great kisser, my sister, and I started to wonder how far this was going to go tonight. But with that she pulled her head back, looked me in the eye and said, "That daring enough for you?" We smiled at each other, then became aware of the eyes which were on us. Julie was watching us from above, looking down the length of her body. Becky was still on the sofa and Mum was on the beanbag behind us, both of which had their hands up their skirts. Laura asked "More wine anyone?" as she stood and grabbed the bottle. Julie adjusted her skirt and pulled her top up, smiling as she did. Mum and Becky regained their composure and placed their hands in their laps. We were all back to sitting down and talking within minutes, as if nothing had happened. Becky talked some more about the witchcraft, and told Laura she could watch them practicing this week. Laura was keen, so we arranged to visit 'the witches' tomorrow night after dinner for some drinks and a ritual demonstration. More small talk followed and a few more glasses of wine. Eventually it was 1 o'clock, and Becky and Julie said their goodbyes. There were hugs from all for Becky. Hugs and peck-on-cheek for Julie from Mum, but both Laura and I had a thirty second make-out session with her by the front door before she left. "Well I'm off to bed," said Laura as she ascended the stairs, "quite enough wine for one evening." I followed Mum into the kitchen where we had one last drink. "That was fun," I said. "Did you enjoy the show?" Hearing Laura's bedroom door close upstairs we stepped closer together, put our arms around each other and shared a long kiss. "Mmm. Very much." "How do you think she's feeling? You think she's ready?" "For the witchcraft? Yes. To know about us? I guess we'll find out tomorrow." Silver Linings Ch. 04 I awoke to an empty house. It was coming up on midday when I ventured downstairs to the kitchen and poured a coffee from the pot. A note on the table: "I'm out all day, going straight to see 'The Witches' after work. Laura's out with friends til dinner time. Have dinner together and come round about 8? Love, Mum X" I shrugged and set about making breakfast. I had things to do today anyway - an interview for a summer job and a few friends to catch up with. The day passed quickly. The interview was OK, it was only a supermarket job so wasn't too worried about my qualifications! I met Tommy and a few of the other guys who'd just got back from uni, had coffee and talked. I was desperate to tell-all about my private life to my friends, how much I was getting laid at the moment, but given the circumstances surrounding it I knew I couldn't. Ever. As I walked home I consoled myself with the fact that while I may not be able to discuss it, I'm having the most amazing sex right now. So who cared? During the last 10 days I'd had a threesome with a gorgeous mother and daughter, started making love (and falling in love?) with my own beautiful mother, and just last night I'd shared eating a pussy with my sister - which ended with us making out together. The mother and daughter (Becky and Julie) practiced witchcraft, something that I had no belief in at all but which my mother did. She had now joined their little sorcery circle and firmly believed that the love I now shared with her was made possible by Becky's powers. I on the other hand was convinced that Becky was a master manipulator, using suggestion, hypnosis and drugs masquerading as "ancient potions" to influence people. Maybe she really believed the voodoo nonsense and wasn't even aware of her ability to influence. Maybe she'd just call that ability part of her powers. My sister, Laura, knew nothing about me and Mum. Our incestuous relationship only started the week before she was due home from university, and Mum thought that since there was no way we could keep it secret for ever we should see if she would accept the idea the same way that she had: through Becky and Julie's witchcraft. And so I arrived home around six thirty to find Laura in the lounge with the TV on. She had a dinner tray on her lap with a pack of cigarettes and a small bag of greenery on it. "Ah! Just in time," she said. "I was just rolling something. Do you...?" Show me a student who hasn't occasionally smoked something they shouldn't! It wasn't a regular thing for me but from time to time I'd take it if it's passed to me. "Yeah why not. Let's have it in the kitchen with the fan on while I cook." I started cooking sausages for sandwiches and she lit up. "So you've seen one of these rituals already then? What was it like?" "Interesting! Good fun but all mumbo-jumbo; don't believe in that stuff at all." "Me neither. That's not to say I'm not open-minded about stuff. Paranormal stuff. But you know me, I'm a scientist... I need evidence!" She handed me the doob and I inhaled a few times. "You know Mum's taken it all in don't you? When we get there she'll probably be dressed up along with them." "Sounds about right - she's always been a bit hippy-dippy, new-age, Wicca and all that." I blew the smoke at the fan and passed it back to her. "Just so's you're prepared for that," I said. "There's a bit of nudity with it too." "Ah, Mum naked eh? Was she already with them when you saw their little ritual before? Was she naked?" "She was indeed naked," I said, answering the second question but ignoring the first. She smiled, "And how did that make you feel?" I decided the truth would work best and just went with, "Oh, I wasn't embarrassed." I *was* aroused, horny and a bunch of other things, but not embarrassed! We sat at the table and ate our sausage sandwiches, all smoking material now extinguished. I felt relaxed, wondered whether we'd discuss what happened last night at all before this evening. Then when our hunger was satisfied, we got ready and left the house. "We need to go to the shop on the way tonight yeah?" she asked, "Get some wine?" I nodded. "Maybe we should get two." "I don't know about that - things could get as messy as last night!" I said without thinking; I was referring to our hangovers this morning. "Hmmm. Yeah, maybe we should get three then!" she said, and actually winked at me! We actually bought four bottles. I wasn't sure if she'd taken my remark the way it was intended, or if she meant.... something else. We left the store and the conversation resumed. "So given that I now know Julie and and Becky...this ritual of theirs - does it involve sex, little bro?" I gulped. There was no point in lying, since we were only minutes away from her finding out for herself. "Yeah," I said. "Uh-huh. And as the only guy present, you'll be having sex with the witches, right?" She wasn't dumb, my sister. We kept walking and I repeated, "Yeah." "That's all three of the witches?" I stopped walking and so did she. I looked into her eyes and said, "Yes. All three." I tried to read her face but she wasn't giving anything away. "And the night I got home. Mum... in the lounge. That was you. Wasn't it?" I nodded. There was a silence that seemed to last forever, then she started walking again. I was rooted to the spot for a moment, then caught up with her and said, "So....?" We were at the end of Julie and Becky's road now, two minutes from their house. Did she look angry? She stopped walking again and said, "So? So thank fuck for that! I've been feeling guilty all day! Guilty and horny! I've been absolutely dripping for your cock since last night and didn't think I'd ever be able to do anything about it! Did you feel it too? When we kissed?" "Yeah, I did. You're not freaked out? About us? Being siblings? And me and Mum?" She laughed. "Sex is just sex. As long as it's between adults then anything's fine with me! First year at uni I went to bed with a brother and sister; assumed they'd keep apart and just focus on me, but when they didn't... Felt weird to begin with but then just incredibly horny! If I'm honest, following that was the first time I ever thought about you. Sexually." Now there was a revelation! "So if I join in with the spells and broomsticks tonight we'll end up fucking?" she asked. "Only if you want," I started but was cut off when she grabbed hold of me and pulled me close. Her lips pounced on me and we were making out like school kids in seconds. Our lips finally parted and she breathed "Yeah I want," in my face before letting me go. Wow! We resumed walking. "What shall we say? To Mum and everyone?" I asked. "Do we need to say anything? Let's let this play out as it would have if we hadn't talked, yeah? Think it'd be more fun that way?" "OK. You ready?" I asked as we approach the front door. Laura nodded, and I rang the bell. She turned to me with a beaming grin and said "We're gonna fuck tonight little bro!" ************ The door opened and Julie was stood behind it, wearing her white linen robe. "Hi guys! Come in." We crossed the threshold and she closed the door behind us, following us through to the lounge. We entered and found Mum and Becky sat on the sofa, wearing their robes. Again, the table was strewn with plants and small bottles of various coloured liquids. "Ah! Hello," said Becky. Mum looked at us both a smiled. "Shall we have a drink?" She stood and took the wine we'd brought into the kitchen. Julie sat next to Mum while Laura and I sat on the sofa facing them. Becky returned carefully carrying five full glasses on a silver tray. "So. Do you have any questions before we start?" She was addressing Laura. "Are you open to new ideas? The possibility of magic?" She handed Laura and I a glass each then passed glasses to Mum and Julie. "No questions, and yes - I'm open to new ideas. New things." She was smiling, and it turned up a notch as she turned to look at me. "I'd love to see what you do... and I'm happy to participate too, if that's part of what's going to happen." Becky grinned from ear to ear. "Excellent!" Over the next ten minutes while we drank our wine Becky gave the same speech that I remembered hearing before. Witchcraft with no name, only used for good, ancient. I tried not to yawn, still convinced that it was nonsense. "Shall we begin? Let's tell you how our powers work." Becky asked. With that she stood, dropping her robe to the floor. Mum and Julie did likewise and the three of them stood there naked bar the ceremonial silverware that I'd seen before - the coil around the upper arm, the silver chains around neck and waist, the piece around upper thigh with small dagger attached which coiled around the leg and disappeared inside them. Today all three vanished inside the slits of their perfectly shaven pussies. Mum had gone for the 'Hollywood' look this week at Becky's suggestion and it really suited her. Laura finished her wine and as she put her glass down said, "The jewellery looks great, ladies. So... these powers. What can you do?" I was reminded of my first time at their ritual. Becky knelt on the floor between us and said familiar words. "We have the power to cause instant attraction in most," and she touched us both on the cheek, turning our heads to face each other. Laura had a big grin on her face and we leaned close together. There was no spell, no potion required here. We both wanted this without outside intervention, particularly after the events of the previous evening. But I did wonder whether Becky had put something in our wine, whether despite our desire, Laura now wasn't herself. I got my answer as our faces were about to meet and at the very last second she winked at me. Our mouths met and we started with puckered lips, touching then making that 'mwah' sound and motion. Then our lips parted and our tongues entered each other's mouths, exploring delicately at first and quickly becoming a big, passionate snog which lasted for minutes. When we finally separated we looked into each other's eyes with smiles on our faces for some time, before breaking the stare and looking back to the room. Mum and Julie were sat on the sofa opposite while Becky had remained kneeling infront of us. She watched us, looking puzzled briefly before standing. "I was planning on showing you how this works before you had the opportunity to take part. But something tells me you'd both like to skip straight to that. Am I right?" We both nodded, and Becky took a step backwards as Mum and Julie rose from the sofa and kneeled infront of us. Mum was infront of me, Julie with Laura. They started undressing us, removing our tops. Simultaneously we both stood and the women removed our jeans and underwear. We turned to face each other and I saw my sister naked for the first time. Her breasts were the most beautiful I had ever seen, large but not old enough to have any sag and perfect brown nipples that were erect. She had a slim brazilian strip much like Mum previously had and just below I saw the slightest hint of her lips. We stepped closer together as the other women returned to their sofa, and Becky knelt between us once more. We were a few feet apart, separated by Becky whose head was at groin level. She looked up at as and said, "This is the source of our power." Her left hand reached out to and gently stroked Laura's pussy. "The chalice to be filled," and she leaned closer, putting her face at the top of Laura's thighs and extending her tongue, slowly drawing it up and along the visible part of her lips until reaching the strip of hair. Then with her other hand she reached for my semi-erect cock and said, "The seed to be entered." I resisted the temptation to roll my eyes and when she leaned closer and licked my balls, running her tongue along the length of my shaft, the urge faded. I saw in Laura's face the hint of a smirk and knew immediately she wasn't buying into this the way that Mum had. Becky stood and returned to the far sofa while Laura and I regarded each other. First time seeing each other naked, and it seemed like we both approved! Her body was stunning, and I saw that she couldn't take her eyes off my cock. I stepped towards her wondering if she was going to back-out, but she put her arms around me and pulled me closer, until our naked bodies pressed together with my erection poking her in the waist. We kissed again, then we embraced with her face at my ear. "I want you... to eat me out, little brother," her whisper was almost silent but I heard and willingly obeyed. She sat onto the sofa and opened her legs for me. I knelt between them, crouching and started to kiss her leg just above the knee. My kisses moved upwards, thigh then inner thigh. That part of my brain spoke out again: "That's your sister's cunt and she's dying for you to eat it!" I inched closer with eyes closed until I could smell her, tasting the skin where thigh met body. I opened my eyes and saw her, lips glistening and slightly reddened, making my mouth water. I looked up, along the length of her body and past her breasts, to see her smiling down at me. And when my tongue touched her, licked the slit from bottom to top, she writhed in her seat. I slid my hands under her, gripping the cheeks of her ass so I could bury my face in her. God, the taste... it reminded me of Mum. I was convinced that every woman's scent and taste is determined by their genes, and back when we were animals in the wild it was a deterrent, preventing sex between family. But since then we've evolved further and to some of us it's now the greatest aphrodisiac. Whatever it was that I recognised in Laura, it seemed a hundred times stronger than in Mum. I couldn't get enough; her scent, her taste... and it was Laura, who I'd know my entire life, my protective older sister. How had I not noticed this before? It was so strong, how could I have not walked past her while she was on heat and not been bowled over by it? I was licking her like an animal now, sucking and tonguing her clit while I lapped at her lips, drank down her taste. Seemingly without any build-up she came, a slow river of wetness exuding from her as she suddenly exclaimed, "Fuck I'm cumming Mike, fuck fuck fuck!" With her feet firmly on the floor she pushed her parted legs down, raising her pelvis upwards. Her labia passed me on their way upwards, and I was briefly licking her other hole before moving along with her and completing her orgasm by sucking hard on her clit. She slumped back onto the sofa and moaned, "Fuuuuuck... I'm not letting you keep him all to yourself, Mum." I turned to look at my mother behind me. She looked surprised but not annoyed. "She guessed on the way over", I said as Laura leaned forwards and placed a hand on my head, turning it back to face her. She held my stare and said, "Now fuck me bro," as she sat back into the couch and swung her legs around so she was laid on her back. Her breasts looked beautiful and I just couldn't keep my eyes off them. Seeing this, she began to tweak her nipple with her left hand and said, "You like these, little bro?" With her right hand she took hold of my cock and slowly started stroking it. "Well I like that. We never did play 'show me yours' as kids... Looks like we were missing out." She half-sat and leaned over to me, kissing while stroking, then whispered in my ear, "What's a girl got to do round here to get her brother's cock inside her huh?" I looked back to the other sofa where Julie, Mum and Becky sat in a row. Julie's left hand and Becky's right were both between Mum's legs, Mum hand her left hand between Becky's and her right was sliding up along Julie's thigh. Three pairs of eyes were watching intently as I climbed onto the sofa an kneeled between my sister's legs, cock throbbing. I can honestly say that I've never before or since seen a pussy that looked more inviting. Her small strip of hair was perfect, the flesh surrounding it completely smooth. It sat atop her delicate slit, just the hint of red lips visible inside and the whole length of it glistening wet. I couldn't resist tasting her one more time so crouched and licked her from perenium to landing strip, slowly moving up and along her body kissing and sucking as I went. I reached her incredible breasts and paused there a moment, taking time to gently suck on each nipple until entirely erect and then moved further, the nape of her neck, sucking softly on her earlobe and whispering "I love you, Sis," before our mouths met again and we kissed. The underside of my cock pressed against her, I felt her wet against me and her furry strip on my end. I pulled my hips back allowing my hardon to spring forwards and felt her warm and wet on me. We stopped kissing and started into each other's eyes, both knowing that this was 'the big moment' and wanting to see each other's reactions as.... I pushed slowly forwards and felt her enveloping me, warm and damp flesh surrounding my end as I pushed further and entered her tunnel. Her serious expression slowly became a smile as I slid inside her and she gently gasped in my face as I reached maximum penetration. We continued staring into each other's eyes as we lay there motionless, savouring the feel of our first coupling. Her arms reached around me and grasped the cheeks of my ass, pulling as close as possible then she silently mouthed, "Now fuck me." Slowly I pulled back, feeling the vacuum I left inside her. I pulled almost entirely out, feeling her lips around my head, then pushed hard and plowed deeply into her. She closed her eyes and moaned and I briefly halted, worried that I'd hurt her. But her eyes opened looking slightly puzzled and she breathed, "Don't stop bro," before closing her eyes again. And so I didn't. I started to fuck her hard, each stroke almost withdrawing me but then ramming home deep inside her. I was a piledriver, hammering myself into her, feeling the friction between us and loving the small grunt it evoked with each push. We resumed kissing and licking each other's faces, then necks, shoulders. All the while slamming my oh-so-hardness into her. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep this up for long; the furious nature of our sex plus the knowledge of who I was with, the emotional bond we'd already shared for eighteen years... just so long as she came once before I did I'd be happy. I wanted this to be memorable for us both! She did cum. Very loudly, her short grunts became long groans then exclamations. "Oh god, yeah right there baby... Fuck! Yeah! Yeah! I'm cumming Mike I'm cumming I'm...." And then she squealed in the most arousing, sexual way I've heard in my life. A sexy squeal? Trust me, you should have heard it! And it was enough to finish me. As her sounds died down my thrusts become even more powerful and I felt that amazing build up and sudden release as I began pumping my spunk deep inside my sister, my final pushes becoming slower by instinct, so I could deliver as much as deep as possible. I felt the last twitch of ejaculation as my movements stopped and we lay there, breathing heavily in each other's faces for a few seconds before she opened her eyes and her face lit up with the biggest grin. We spontaneously both started giggling, stole two quick kisses while we laughed. Giggles came to and end and we kept looking at each other. I mouthed, "OK?" to her and she immediately nodded almost imperceptibly and mouthed, "Amazing," at me. We finally turned our attention back to the rest of the room. The 'witches' were still sat on the sofa, smiling and massaging each other's mounds. At the sight of us looking at them the stopped, all standing up and stepping towards our sofa. Julie picked a short bottle from the table and took a small mouthful before licking her lips and having a passionate kiss with my mother. Becky sat on the floor at our head-end, kissed Laura on the cheek and asked, "How was it?" Silver Linings Ch. 04 "Fucking amazing," she replied as Julie knelt next to her mother and began stroking my back, my shoulder and arm. Mum remained standing. "Ordinarily I'd perform the next step as this is your first time, but Charlotte's asked if she can." Laura didn't respond so Becky continued, "Because of who you both are to her, it will give her great power so I agreed. Is that OK?" Laura looked back at me and I smiled reassuringly, so she nodded at Becky. I felt Julie's hands on my arms, guiding me up and off the sofa. Becky assisted similarly in sitting Laura up and shuffling her along so her back was against the arm of the sofa, freeing up space. Mum sat upright at the far end then lay her body along the seat, taking up the available space and her head finding it's way to hovering inches above Laura's pussy which was slowly drooling my cum. Mum looked up to Laura's face, looking for a reaction, and saw a look of surprise mixed with lust on her face. The next time we spoke after that night, Laura told me: "When I saw where she'd laid and where her face was I suddenly realised what came next. I thought to myself, 'My Mum's gonna eat my cunt! My Mum's gonna eat my brother's cum from my cunt!' And I was expecting to feel at least a little disturbed, but when I saw the look on her face... I wanted it so badly! So I reached down and pressed her head into me, and...." Mum's face was buried between Laura's legs. She closed them a little so her thighs pressed against Mum's ears and left her hands on the back of her head. She was staring directly at me with what almost looked like concentration on her face then within seconds her mouth started to hang open and she started making little gasps. Her eyes rolled back and closed, the gasps became pants and then, "Oh god!! GOD!!!" "It felt like my pussy was on fire," Laura continued telling me, "Mum had been down there, what, thirty seconds? And I could feel her tongue reaching into me, licking you out of me, but at the same time this heat started, like there was something glowing between my legs. And the orgasm... fuck! I've never had one like that before!" I sat on the far sofa and watched in awe as my Mum brought my sister, her daughter, to the most powerful climax she'd ever had. And it wasn't just the once, Mum spent maybe 10 minutes between her legs and Laura came like that four times! Julie came over and sat with me while her mother sat on the floor next to Laura and watched her closely. Julie put her hand on my leg and slowly stroked it, before moving up and towards my semi erect penis. The sight infront of me was certainly arousing, but it had only been minutes since my last performance! "Think you'll be ready for round two soon?" Julie asked while rubbing the underside of my head with her thumb. I joked, "I'm not a machine you know!" We both smiled and leaned together for a slow kiss. She reached to the table and grabbed another small bottle, removing the stopper and handing it to me. "Have a sip of this," she said, "ancient recipe... herbal viagra!" I did as she asked and sat back to continue watching mother and sister. Julie dropped to her knees from the sofa and knelt before me, her head moving into my lap. She took my cock into her mouth with eager actions, and within a minute I was hard again. Once fully inflated she slowed down then withdrew it, preferring to wank me slowly with her hand. Mum had finally finished with Laura, and clambered onto the sofa next to her. On the carpet where she'd been squatting was a wet patch; she'd definitely cum while down on Laura. I remembered how the act she was performing had made her cum before and wondered if it were purely psychological, or down to some potion of Becky's. Both Mum and Laura looked... exhausted? Blissed out? It was hard to define. Julie stood and took my hand, leading me to the sofa where my family sat. She stood me infront of Mum and guided me into a kneeling position before sitting herself down next to her. I felt like I was on autopilot, not for the first time in recent weeks, and inched my hips forwards until my cock pressed against my mother's soaking cunt. Laura sat forwards, her eyes drawn to our point of contact and with a dreamy smile on her face. Mum said, "Give it to me like you did your sister," and though I slowly pushed myself into her and gave her a few loving strokes, with Laura goggle-eyed watching my cock sliding in and out of our mother, I quickly ramped up to the furious pace that I'd given Laura. They started hugging as Mum approached her first orgasm and as it peaked I watched them begin kissing, Mum breathlessly telling her daughter how much she loved her inbetween bouts of sucking her tongue, licking her lips. Mum hit two more orgasms before we both finally came together, with Laura rubbing her clit while I pumped at her pussy. And once I had emptied myself inside her Laura dived on Mum's gash without hesitation, licking up every last drop while Becky joined her on the floor giving encouragement in her ear. I'm pretty sure that by this time I'd already moved onto Julie, fucking her on the other sofa while we watched, in an unnatural show of repeat hardness. Though the rest of the night became a blur after that so it's hard to be sure. *********** I woke in Mum's bed the following morning with a fuzzy head. What was that 'potion' Julie had given me? I was alone. Noises came from downstairs, in the kitchen. I pulled on my boxer shorts and crossed the landing, noticing Laura's door was open and the room empty. Venturing downstairs I found Mum in the kitchen, sat at the table facing away from me with a cup of coffee wearing just a loose fitting tshirt. I approached her from behind and touched her on the shoulder, she responded by reaching behind her and stroking my leg. "Morning! How's the head?" "Been worse. I don't remember getting home last night?" "Yeah, you seemed a bit out of it by the end. Not surprising, you must have been exhausted! You took all four of us and then Laura again... she certainly seemed to be enjoying herself." I grinned. "She left already?" Laura was spending most of the week away with uni friends. "Yeah. So it's just you and me," she said as she stood and pulled the tshirt off, leaving her completely naked. "It was lovely to see you and your sister getting on so well together last night. Seems she's accepted us being together, though it looks like I might have to share you with her! How about we make the most of our mummy-son time together while she's away?" she asked as she knelt before me and started pulling down my shorts. As she took my cock in her mouth I realised I wanted this to go on forever, but couldn't help wondering how long I could keep this up. Silver Linings Ch. 05 Just gone nine o'clock and I was opening the front door, returning home from my student summer job stacking shelves at the local supermarket. It was dusk outside and the lights were off in the hallway, but light spilled out of the lounge doorway and I heard the TV in the background. I stood at the lounge doorway and saw my sister Laura sat on the sofa, bare legged and wearing a loose fitting tshirt. Tall and athletic/curvy with dyed red hair... the casual look suited her. She looked up from the TV and smiled. "Hey, you're home! Thought I might have to drink this alone," she said while gesturing towards the wine bottle on the side table which stood next to one empty and one half full glass. She poured them both to nearly full and handed me one as I sat down next to her. "How was the trip?" I asked. She'd spent the last few days away with university friends and just returned. "Yeah was good thanks. Mum had just left when I got in; she left a note, got that weekend thing with Becky and Julie, back tomorrow night." Becky and Julie, our two local 'witches'. They had seduced me together a few weeks ago, involving me in a mother/daughter threesome. Then Becky somehow convinced me to have sex with a masked complete stranger who was infact my own mother, which was the start of an incestuous relationship that we'd be carrying on for weeks now. Last week Laura returned home from uni and, well... "So... we haven't spoken since last week, right after we..." I stumbled through the sentence as she displayed a mock frown and said, "Do we need to talk?" in a fake serious voice. "Dunno, shouldn't we?" I asked. "I mean if you just want to forget about it, pretend it never happened..." She reached down to the bottom of her tshirt and swiftly pulled it up over and off her head, leaving her sat there complete naked and grinning at me. "Now does it look like I want to forget about it bro?" She reached for her glass and drank some more before continuing, "Truth is, I've done nothing but think about that night all week. I've been dying to get home and see you again, I don't know what they did to me - if anything! - but frankly I get wet just hearing your name now." Her hand slid between her legs and reappeared in front of my face, two fingers glistening. I could smell her scent on them, my cock grew instantly rigid in my pants and I slowly leant forwards and tried not to suck them. She pulled them away and said, "So it's not just me then? I picked the tshirt because it smelled of you." I hadn't noticed but it was one of my tshirts she'd been wearing. "It's had me feeling horny all afternoon! What's happened to us? It's like family pheromones have become an aphrodisiac. That night... you saw me eating Mum's pussy right? Her taste drove me wild, but the taste of you inside her - holy fuck!" My trousers now displayed a massive bulge which she noticed and her smile grew. "See? I never thought something like that could ever be a turn on, but right now all I can think about is you." Her naked body edged closer, "Your cock inside me. Damn, it's making me tremble just thinking about it!" She held out her hand and she was indeed shaking. I took hold of it and she squeezed my hand tightly before standing and guiding me to my feet. "See?" She said, pointing at the sofa where she'd been sat and a small damp patch now lived. "I'm going up to my room. You coming?" She let go of my hand and left the room. I followed her to the hallway and watched her perfectly pert ass as it wriggled up the stairs. By the time I reached her doorway I was naked too, my clothes scattered across the stairs. Laura was under her quilt, covered to her belly button. She pulled the covers back as an invitation and I climbed in alongside her, though as it was only a single bed she had to move right over to accommodate me, then rolled ontop of me pulling the quit over us as she did. Her breasts pressed against my chest, our bellies squeezed together. Her legs were ontop of mine to start with but she moved her knees apart so they were on the bed either side of me and as she did we made contact, my end pressing against her slit. She let her knees take more of her weight and slowly sank downwards, her labia rubbing against my shaft as I began to slide inside her. We both breathed a sigh in each other's faces as our pubis made contact, her mound pressing against my groin now that I was fully inside. We started into each other's eyes and she whispered, "Do you want me?" "I want you," I replied and we kissed, then she pushed herself up, raising into a sitting position and straddling my waist with knees either side if me. My cock throbbed inside her as she moved her knees, taking the weight off them and pressing herself down on me as hard as she could, before pushing with her knees to raise her body up and half extracting me from inside her. I pushed myself up on my elbows, burying my face between her tits, then put my arms around her and gripped tight. She leaned back a little so that the weight of our upper bodies now counteracted each other and we remained both sat upright in each other's arms. Still inside her, I opened my legs so her ass could slip off me and onto the bed, with her now leaning back to take her weight on her arms. Our legs interleaved with hers over mine, we both sat on the bed with me still inside her. We looked down at our point of union and watched as we both began moving our hips backwards, my shaft slowly sliding out of her. Then we both pushed forwards and I disappeared inside her again. Again and again, and we watched this incestuous fuck as it happened. "Oh fuck Mike, I love you bro," she breathed in my face as we leaned closer together, wrappings arms around each other and hugging tight. We kissed then I replied, "Love you too you sexy bitch," all the while our hips were moving together, back and forth as my cock slid in and out of her soaking hole. My words made us both start giggling but the fucking didn't stop. Eventually the giggles did and we both had serious expressions on our faces. "Yeah I am. Bitch. Fuck me like a bitch bro. Yeah like that... Yeah... Do you fuck Mum like that?" "Yeah... she likes it like that." "Does it make her cum? Hmmm? Make me cum bro, make me cum like Mum does..." Our humping became rapid, at this angle I could feel she was getting some clit stimulation too and she started to moan loudly. "Oh fuck yeah, harder... yeah... god I'm gonna watch you fuck Mum again, fuck her while I suck her tits... oh fuck fuck FUCK I'm cumming baby I'm..." And she released the deepest moan as she hit her peak. I started picturing the threesome of me, Laura and Mum together, taking turns to screw them, their 69 while I'm sliding in from behind. And just as her orgasm ended I began furiously banging away at her, my own climax approaching and she came again, in time with me. We hugged tightly as my final twitches spat their last few drops inside her and she whispered in my ear, "Fuck! That was amazing bro." Finally we released and moved apart, settling into lying together with her half ontop, draped over me. "No regrets?" I asked. "None. If it can feel that good... Is that what it's like with Mum?" I nodded, "Uh-huh. Different but same. She's quite the animal." She was indeed. We'd spent every waking moment that we were under the same roof this week in her bed. "I'm dying to watch you two together again," said Laura. "Dying for you to fuck us both together! A threesome with my Mum and brother, if you'd asked me a week ago... it's like I've changed somehow." I considered this. "So this witchcraft thing. You're not going for it all?" She smiled, "No, not at all. Though those 'potions' clearly contain something, and Becky is definitely a sweet talker. That said, at the end of that night they asked me to join them and I'm still considering it." I gave her a puzzled look then she continued, "Come on, that jewelry looks awesome doesn't it?" She wasn't wrong, the silverware they used for their ceremonies, naked except for the chains and the silver coils around their limbs, was very sexy. I drifted off to sleep with her, wrapped in each other's arms in that small bed. ************** We sat on the floor facing each other infront of the log fire. Laura pushed me back into lying on the rug and climbed over me, with knees either side of my legs. I noticed for the first time that she was wearing the witches jewelry - a silver chain around her waist and one around her neck, a coil of silver wrapped around her upper right arm and a similar one around her upper left thigh, with a silver dagger attached at it's side and it's end disappearing into her pussy. My cock was hard and pointing upwards, she raised herself over it and positioned it's tip at her entrance. As she did so, she detached the dagger and smiled at me as she pressed it's end against my belly. I smiled back at her and watched the point of contact between me and her, between me and the dagger. She slowly lowered herself onto me and I felt myself enter her. Simultaneously I felt her enter me, the tip of the dagger penetrating my flesh and slowly sliding inside me. The pleasure of the one act countered the pain of the other so I felt nothing, no pain or lust, but I looked up at the face of this woman - my sister - and felt love course through me. She slipped further down my shaft and the dagger went deeper too. There was no blood, just a wound. My gash to match hers. We reached full penetration, the hilt of my groin at her mound, the hilt of the dagger at my belly. We slowly began to fuck each other, each time she raised her body and withdrew me from her the dagger withdrew from me. And each thrust downwards I re-entered her and the dagger plowed me. My cock began to feel sore, like sandpaper was against it. Our sex started to get painful but I didn't care; each thrust of the dagger brought waves of pleasure to me and I didn't want it to stop. "Oh...yeah...faster," I began to moan and she complied, the dagger moving in and out of me at a greater pace, bringing more pleasure and lust. I was dimly aware that she was now static, straddling me but unmoving except for her arms which pumped the dagger in and out of me. The sensations from my belly were unlike anything I'd ever felt before, alien but beautiful and I wanted more... more. I was approaching orgasm and it dawned on me that it would be the end, both of this act and of me. My death. I didn't care, I wanted this more than anything, and Laura began moaning now. "Are you gonna cum for me baby?" Except she didn't say 'cum'. "Are you gonna die for me baby? You like that? Yeah... die for me Mike, die for me." I was on the verge of climax and suddenly felt pressure, the dagger was ejaculating and I saw blood begin to ooze from my wound like cum escaping a pussy. "No!" I sat upright in Laura's bed, almost pushing her out and onto the floor. I was sweating, heart racing and shaking. I felt her hand on my back then, "Bad dream honey?" I sank back into lying next to her and began to calm down. My heart rate seemed to slow quickly and I was drifting back off to sleep again, with the realisation that the reason I'd been so scared by the dream was because right there in that false reality I'd *wanted* it. ************** We slept right through the night and woke early the next morning. We took a shower together, no sex but lots of touching as we explored each other's soapy bodies for the first real time in our lives. Then we ate breakfast together. I didn't tell Laura about the dream, I just put it down to my distrust of Becky and her supposed 'witchcraft', and my subconscious playing on that. Instead, we talked sexual histories. Mine was brief; the one encounter with one of Laura's friends at a party and then Julie, Becky, Mum and now Laura. Laura's was much more varied! Twenty four partners before this week, sixteen guys, eight girls and occasionally more than one at a time. She told me about her MFF with a brother and sister, MMMFF fivesome with her first year housemates at uni and a bunch of one night stands. "Wow. I feel like an under achiever!" I said when she'd finished. "You wouldn't know it bro," she said with a smile, "You're without doubt the best shag I've had!" I smiled, feeling pretty pleased. "So, Mum's home this evening. What do we..." She cut me off saying, "Well we'll have to come to some agreement about whose bed you're staying in on which nights!" She saw the look on my face and added, "Or you know, we just make it a threesome every night." It was like she'd read my mind. What would be more perfect, since I was having sex with both my mother and sister, than for us to do it together? I'd seen Laura and Mum together already, licking each other out and snogging, but wasn't sure if it was the heat of the moment (and Becky's potions) at play. Again with the mind reading: "It's not as if we haven't already had contact... if she was up for it I'd be willing. I've been with older women before you know, admittedly nobody I was related to! But yeah, that night I think we both pressed the right buttons for each other so why not?" So we both did our chores for the day, housework for Laura and shelf stacking at the supermarket for me. Mum was due home around ten in the evening, so I had nearly an hour to take another shower after work while Laura prepared a late dinner for us all. I was sat in the lounge wearing my bathrobe when I heard the front door open. Mum appeared at the doorway and said, "Hi!" Then she sat on the sofa next to me and we leaned together for a lingering kiss, her hands untied my robe and pushed it open then began sliding over my smooth chest, belly and down to my awakening cock. "Oh, hi Mum," said Laura who was now stood in the doorway wearing her bathrobe. "I'm making us dinner," she said and then looked down at where Mum's hands were, adding with a smile, "dessert will have to wait til later." The two hadn't seen each other or spoken since that night the previous weekend, where I'd fucked them both watched them in turn lick me out of each other's pussies. They smiled at each other before Laura turned and headed back to the kitchen. "Have I got time for a quick shower before dinner?" Mum asked. "Sure, make it a quick one!" We kissed again and she left the room. Fifteen minutes later we were sat at the table in our bathrobes with Laura pouring wine as Mum entered the kitchen. "Good timing," said Laura, "dinner is served!" Mum sat and as we started our meal said, "Well this is nice. It seems like ages since we ate together," looking at Laura as she spoke. We burst out laughing at the innuendo, which broke the ice and allowed Mum to talk freely about her weekend - 'witches workshop' with Becky, Julie and six other women. She'd performed rituals with all of them and yes, that meant she'd had sex with all of them too. "They were mostly around my age," she said as we were finishing our meal, "though one was about your age," she said to Laura. "We practiced orgasm control together. Spent hours on it but by the end she was able to play with herself and make me cum." Laura and I both looked puzzled so she elaborated, "Once we were in sync, she could rub herself and I'd feel her fingers on me. She'd give herself an orgasm but it was me that'd feel it as well as her." I raised an eyebrow, more hocus-pocus probably induced by Becky with her 'potions' and hypnotic suggestion. But Laura looked genuinely interested and said, "Did it work the other way around?" "No, we tried for hours and all I did was make myself cum over and over. She felt nothing. Though with the orgasms she gave me too, it made for quite an exhausting night!" She smiled as she got lost in the memory. "Maybe we could try it, Mum?" said Laura. Mum's smile grew. "Mmmm. We could! Becky and Julie could do it almost immediately, because of the mother-daughter bond." "Let's go into the lounge and you can tell me what we need to do then!" said Laura and she stood and carried her wine glass with her. Mum followed and I did too. The lights were out but the log fire lit up the room, and as Laura sat on the sofa Mum disrobed and sat crossed-legged on the rug directly in front of the fireplace. "You need to sit opposite me," she said. Laura complied and disrobed too. I watched my mother and sister sit naked, looking at each other in the fire light with their knees inches apart. "To get synchronized we need intimate contact," she said as she unfolded her legs slowly. Laura mirrored her movements until both had their legs stretched out almost straight. Mum's left leg was slightly bent as it rested ontop of Laura's right, Laura's left leg similarly bent as it rested on Mum's right. "Now lay back a little, support your body with your elbows." Both did so. "First we must climax together to become connected," and with that Mum shuffled forwards until their thighs were sliding together and each of their pelvises rotated forty five degrees. The inverted V's at the tops of their thighs locked together and Mum said, "What do you feel?" "Mmmmmm," Laura said with a sigh, "I can feel how wet you are Mum." Mum began to move her hips slowly, her pelvis at right angles to Laura's, I could picture her clit rubbing side-to-side across her daughter's labia. "How's that?" she asked. Another sigh from Laura then, "That's lovely Mum." She started moving her own hips now, getting into Mum's rhythm. She pushed her hips forwards when Mum did, and moved backwards in time with her. Laura settled back into a near flat position as she wriggled, while Mum kept herself propped up with her elbows, alternately looking a Laura's face and their point of contact. My cock was growing hard inside my robe so I slipped out of it while seated and lazily began to stroke it while I watched my mother and sister grinding their mounds together. It was such a beautiful sight, they had enough of a resemblance to each other that you could imagine this was one woman making love with an older version of herself. Their movements were perfectly in sync now, writhing together with increasing speed but only ever actually moving an inch or so in either direction. They both started breathing heavily and Mum kept talking. "Mmmm, yeah that's good isn't it?" Laura silently nodded, eyes closed and tight lipped. "I'm holding back, tell me when you're close..." I noticed that Mum's hips were going at the same speed as Laura's but the movement was tiny, whereas Laura was oscillating at least two inches. Mum lay back into the same near-lying position as Laura now and they continued their dance. I watched Laura's face as first her tight lipped mouth slowly hung open, releasing short panting breaths, and then in a low intense tone she said, "Ooooh... yeah... now Mum." That was Mum's cue, and she was suddenly grinding with identical moves to her daughter. Their pelvises raised off the floor slightly, the compression between their bodies centred on their pussies forming a kind of archway which accompanied their moans. "Oh god yeah," from Mum. "Fuck, yeah yeah fuck!" from Laura. Mother and daughter were reaching climax together, their cunts rubbing together causing bliss on both sides and it looked amazing. Even more so when, as they loudly peaked together, a fine spray emanated from their union and I realised that one or both of them had ejaculated. My cock throbbed in my hand as I watched them descend to reality and the mist settled over them, making their groins and thighs glisten in the firelight. They lay there a while, still save for their chests heaving with each breath, then Mum moved to stand. Laura lay there in a daze and murmured, "Fuck that was intense." Mum slowly rubbed herself and said, "Do you feel that?" Silver Linings Ch. 05 Laura just started giggling and said "Sorry Mum, no. But I'd definitely be up for trying again later!" Mum looked just a little crestfallen but then she smiled. "Maybe I can feel you though... Mike, your sister needs some stimulation!" Laura got up onto her hands and knees and crawled over the rug saying, "Yeah bro, hows about some stimulation?" She positioned herself a few feet infront of me facing away, giving me a great view of her rear. Without a pause I fell from the sofa to me knees directly behind her and in between her bent legs. I gripped her hips and guided myself towards her, watching as my end met her lips and my shaft slowly slid inside her. She groaned as I entered her then said, "Yeah, stimulate me brother." Her pussy was tight, but from behind more so. I felt her muscles grip me as I pushed deep inside and she said, "Yeah, give it to me... like you give it to Mum." Mum knelt alongside us, kissing me then crouching down to kiss Laura. I watched them snogging like teenagers as I plowed her from behind, thinking to myself how good the mother and daughter look together. Then my eyes were drawn back to my shaft sliding back and forth, her lips pulling along it's length as it withdrew, and her little ass hole visible just above. It looked so inviting, I couldn't resist. My left hand moved from her hips and I began rubbing her hole with my thumb while I fucked her. I spat, aiming for and hitting my thumb which was resting on it, which gave it some natural lube. Slowly I pushed it in and she groaned, "Oh... yeah, just like that," so I continued and penetrated her as deeply as I could. I started giving little in-out movements that were just a fraction of an inch, keeping in time with the thrusts of my cock. I was getting the desired response as her moans became more regular, I knew she was loving it. Mum was still crouched alongside us, now kissing and licking the bottom of Laura's back and top of her rear, giving her a close-up view of the penetration her daughter was receiving. This seemed to give her and idea, as she sprung up and left the room, immediately back with a bottle of lube in hand. She returned to her kneeling position and squirted some over the thumb/ass merge which made things instantly slicker, giving me an easier range of movement to thumb-fuck my sister's ass. Clearly working for her, Laura began to whimper low unintelligible sounds. My pace increased, thumb and cock in unison, until she came loudly with Mum looking on approvingly as she continued to watch me pump her daughter. Mum knelt upright and whispered in my ear, "Now fuck her ass like you do mine." This past week while Laura was away I'd learned of my mother's love for anal, spending almost as much time there as in her pussy. Her ass felt... different to her pussy. Tighter; only as lubed as you make it. I pulled out, still nowhere near my own orgasm, and pressed myself against her lubricated ring of muscle. She laughed saying, "Oh hello," and I felt her hips push back against me, her hole opening up to accept my length. With each inch she made an "Ah" sound which sounded like it could be pain, but I knew she'd tell me to stop if she needed. Finally the cheeks of her ass pressed against me, and Mum crouched again so her head was next to Laura's. They kissed and whispered to each other while I started to slowly fuck that ass. I was glad I took it slowly as later she told me it was a first for her, she'd been saving it for someone special. She'd said, "Who's more special than my own brother?" I Loved watching Mum and Laura kissing. My view became a little obscured when Mum moved around; she aligned herself next to Laura in the same stance, on hands and knees presenting her rear. I watched her hand appear between her thighs, two fingers coated in lube which she smeared down the length of her crack. An invitation! Without a word I pulled out and side-stepped with my knees to the left. I knew I didn't need to go slow with Mum, she likes it hard and fast in her ass, so I pushed my already slick cock into her and her cheeks started to slap against me immediately. She was pushing back hard, wanting it as deep as possible and moaning already. I was lost in the moment, having anal sex with my sister and then my mother was the most amazing experience of my life! I watched Laura's hand reach from between her thighs and rub some more lube onto herself, before she sat up onto her knees and looked over her shoulder at me. "My turn now bro," she said as she settle back onto all fours. It was only fair that they took turns! I pulled out of Mum and slid back into Laura. This time she was ready for more and started to push back like Mum had, grunting with each thrust. Soon enough Mum demanded her turn again and suddenly we were playing Russian Roulette, every few minutes we'd switch-up and I'd be closer to cumming. Who's ass would be taking my load? I decided it should be Laura, her first anal without receiving a buttful wouldn't do, so when I knew I was close I ignored Mum's demands and continued banging away at her ass until that blissful second of tension and release. A grunt, an 'Ahh...', and a deep thrust resulted in my spunk filling her deeply and a huge wave of pleasure washing over me. I withdrew from my sister, a strand of cum connecting my tip to her ass until I sat back on the sofa and they joined me, all three beaded with sweat as they sat either side of me. We cuddled up and sat there a while, just breathing. Eventually Mum said, "I've got something to show you," and stood, walking over to the TV. We had an ancient VCR still in the cabinet which we only ever used for playing old home movies and Mum inserted a tape which see seemed to produce from nowhere. "I brought this down before dinner," she said, "thought you'd both be interested." The date in the bottom right corner of the screen said May 1994, around two months before Laura's birthday. Before she was actually born. "We bought the video camera ready for the baby videos, when I was expecting you," she said to Laura. The camera seemed to be placed on a table in a unfamiliar bedroom. Ah, we would have been living in the old house at that time. A large empty bed was in focus and some background noise of movement was audible. Something moved in front of the camera, blurred and obscuring the whole scene. The auto focus caught up and we saw a belly button. More movement and I realised it was someone stepping backwards, a female body viewed from the nipples to waist was now in sight and was obviously heavily pregnant. A few steps further back and then sat down onto the bed, it was Mum. She looked twenty years younger and so much like Laura it was amazing. Even her breasts, swollen by hormones, matched her daughter. I did some mental arithmetic and worked out she would have been mid-twenties, not much older that her daughter was now. She smiled at the camera and said, "How's that?" "Looking' good," said a male voice. Dad? Then there was movement of the camera, some shaking which ended with a higher viewpoint. Still facing the bed but looking downwards and with Mum looking up at it. One hand stroked her swollen belly while the other rubbed a nipple. Out of shot someone threw something to her which she caught and pointed at the camera. The scene suddenly changed - same view point but no daylight, just room lighting. The bed was empty again but mum quickly appeared infront of the camera, but wearing a red lace negligee that covered her breasts down to her waist. She sat back down onto the bed then shuffled herself back until her bent knees were at the bed's edge. She parted her legs slightly and the delicate slit was visible as she lay back, framed by the brazilian strip that she'd worn until just recently. To the left of the picture the naked torso of a man appeared, apparently kneeling at the side of the bed and starting to move towards mother's bosom. I couldn't tell if this was Dad as the face was obscured. But then the same happened to the right, another man. As their heads approached her she unbuttoned the negligee and it opened, falling to her sides as their faces reached her. "Hormones made me so horny," said Mum, "I genuinely couldn't get enough when I was pregnant!" The two men were sucking on her tits when a third guy came into view, visible from the waist and seemingly naked as he lay onto the bed infront of the camera between her legs and buried his face between them. She closed her eyes, placing hands on the backs of heads which were within reach and a broad smile spread across her face. She really did look so much like her daughter it was incredible, particularly when smiling. "Which one's Dad?" asked Laura. "Oh you father's not in this. He was working away at the time, he knew how horny I was getting so we agreed I could do whatever I needed to satisfy my cravings so long as I videoed it for him to watch. There's a tape of what we did when I played this to him somewhere." I'd had no idea my parents had been so liberal about sex! Though given the current situation I probably should have guessed. Onscreen the two top guys were now kneeling on the bed either side of Mum who was in a half sitting position, she was sucking the left guy while wanking the right. Fuck, my Mum had been quite the slut long before we'd started having sex together! "Who were they?" Laura asked. "The guy on the left was my best friend's husband (she's no longer with us, and he moved to Spain). On the right our next door neighbour at the time. The guy down on me was your dad's best friend." The three of us watched while positions shifted several times. On all fours being spit roasted while her huge belly dangled beneath her. Riding one guy with each of the other's cocks in hand, wanking them hard. She'd reached orgasm six times before the end, the video concluding with each guy in turn taking her doggy style and cumming inside her, all in the space of a few minutes. Finally she moved around on all fours to present her rear to the camera, showing her dripping cunt in all it's glory. "How's that, Carl?" she said over her shoulder to the camera, clearly aimed at my Dad who'd be watching the tape. My cock was rigid again and Mum had started stroking it, but I was aware of where it'd recently been so stood and said, "I'm going for a quick shower. Can you two keep yourselves occupied while I'm gone?" Mum and Laura grinned at me then leaned together, filling the void I'd left and putting their arms around each other as their mouths met and they started making out. This had me smiling all the way through my brief shower! By the time I returned to the lounge they had separated and were sat next to each other holding their wine glasses, talking. "So Mum's 'remote orgasm' thing didn't do anything but she's talked me into trying a session along with Becky and Julie tomorrow. Should be fun!" Mum added, "We'll see how it goes with Laura and Becky." "Well yeah but we're definitely having another go together," said Laura as her hand stroked Mum's thigh. "Remote or not, you still gave me the most amazing orgasm Mum!" The hugged then as they began to separate they looked into each other's eyes and it became making-out again. I'd never tire of seeing my mother and sister snogging so watched, with my cock hardening, as their hands started to stray over each other's bodies. I stood infront on the pair at the edge of the sofa, cock pointing at them. They broke their embrace and sat forward, each leaning towards me. Their mouths met again at the end of my cock as it became part of their kiss, feeling my mother and sister's tongues writhing together and over me. They began to take turns - one sucking my end while the other licked my shaft and balls. Mum's was the better blow job, she'd had twenty years more experience after all, but there wasn't much in it and Laura would learn. Mum and I would help her! Mum disengaged from the act and remained on the sofa, watching Laura suck me for a while. Then she stood, standing behind me and kissing my neck, before working her way down my back with her kisses. She knelt as she approached my lower back and went further until I felt her kissing my buttocks. She was kissing and sucking, enough to leave hickie marks. Then she moved to the top of the crack of my bum, extending her tongue and gently licking the crevice. She moved further south and I felt her hands on my cheeks, pulling them apart. Her tongue snaked lower until I felt her lapping at my ass. It tickled at first, then the lapping grew harder, the flat of her tongue pressing against my ring of muscle while I looked down at Laura sucking me. The lapping became probing now, and Mum's tongue became a point, poking the centre of my ring, probing it. I tried to relax and it worked, her tongue entering me a little. Still holding my cheeks apart she began to move her head back and forth a little, tongue-fucking my ass. It felt good, accompanying the blowjob I was getting from my sister my Mum's anal attention was definitely new and exciting! But it couldn't go on forever, and Laura ultimately sat back into the sofa saying, "Now fuck me bro," while she started to stroke her pussy. Mum backed off and said, "I hope you've got enough for us both!" as Laura lay down and I climbed ontop of her, my cock finding home without effort. My sister began to kiss my neck as I pushed myself inside her over and over and I looked to the side, seeing our mother watching us while she rubbed herself. I felt wild, a stud. I was having a threesome with the most forbidden fruit possible and soon enough it'd be a fivesome with our 'witches' Becky and Julie included again, one guy with four women to attend. We drank more wine and fucked like animals until the sun came up. Laura and I came together, then Mum introduced her to her toybox and I watched them both cum again and again as they shared a double ended cock while mine recuperated. Then another session with Mum that lasted over an hour, Laura toyed herself with Mum's vibrators as she watched. I'd all but forgotten the dream I'd had, but as we all finally went to sleep in Mum's bed around 6am and I began to drift off, something in the back of my mind told me trouble was ahead.