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Are you looking at me, son? Are you looking at my tits? Well, your mother likes to feel sexy. I might as well be appreciated. Go on sweety, have a good look at mommy's body. Do you like what I'm wearing? I'm feeling a little tingly.
I know something that will help my little boy get to sleep. You're going to like this.
"Hey Bro, what’re you thinking about right now?"
"Uhhhh, um. I was thinking… uh, about like… school and stuff… nothing important. What about you?"
"I was wondering if you were thinking about untying my panties…"
"Oh. Uh. Um…"
"Were you?"
"Well… yeah. Maybe."
"So, stop thinking and start pulling."
"Are you staring at my tits, little brother? Guess you're getting to that age. You should see them without the suit. I bet you'd like that you little pervert."
Now sis and I are fucking, we find excuses to be at the same nightclub.
“Shut up, I do not look sexy in this dress. You’re just saying that because I’m your sister and you have to.”
I smiled and shrugged my shoulders. “I think you look so fucking hot right now.”
“Really!? Aww, you’re sweet little brother. Careful, or I might get the wrong idea.”
“And what if you did?”
We locked eyes when I said that. Kelly put her hand on her hip, coyly, unsure of what to say. “Well then. I don’t know. I’d have to tie you up or something.”
“What if I’d like that, for you to tie me up?”
She clucked her tongue at me but didn’t speak, instead shifting her leg as she stood there a little awkwardly, waiting for me to tell her I was kidding, while I studied her in that skirt that clung to her little body and stopped just after the rise of her hips, cut so high on her round golden legs. My sister was always beautiful but the makeup made her look different somehow and watching her dress up had been more than I could bear. I pushed on.
“You’re legs look amazing,” I told her.
“Aww brother, you’re making me feel so hot. Thank you.” She spun around for a moment wiggling her ass at me. As she bent forward and the lip of her dress rose in the back, I caught a glimpse of her white panties.
My dick was growing in my pants and I decided to adjust it in front of her as she turned back to face me. The air started to feel warmer and Kelly was blushing. She looked down at my dick. I started to squeeze it over my jeans, she looked on in disbelief.
“Are you turned on right now!?”
“Yeah, I am. I’m all hard, see?”
“I kind of want to see it. Can I? Is that weird?”
“Come here.”
My sister never did anything I told her to do, but right then, something in the tone of my voice made her obey without question. When she walked toward me, she smiled, looking nervous, and delighted at the same time. I popped the button on my jeans and unbuckled my belt.
“You want to see it little sister? Do you want to touch it too?” She looked at me chewing her nail absently, and nodding.
“Have you ever given head before?”
She chuckled at me, seeming impressed with this side that was taking control and acting grown up.
“I’ve given lots of head, actually. I really like it. Not stop teasing me little brother and take out your dick.”
It was my turn to obey a command. I stripped of boxer-briefs and pants and my sister kneeled in front of me, taking me in her hands and pointing the head of my dick at her lips. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said, and popped me into her warm mouth.
My sister asked me to pick her up from the bar where she was a waitress. When I parked outside, the lights were off and I couldn’t see her. I was a little annoyed when she texted, saying, “door’s open.” I wanted to get home. Inside, the air was hot and smelled faintly of beer. As my eyes adjusted to the dark and I walked toward the back counter, I could see my sister standing there in a white bra and matching panties. I ground to a halt, looking around the empty bar for sign of someone else, someone who my could be dressed this way for. My mouth hung open unbidden. My sister leaned her beautiful body against the country in a sultry stance, grinning at the obvious effect she was having. I knew she was pretty, but I had no idea how beautiful her body had become. It seemed that my sister knew as she smiled at me.
I’d always kind of wondered if my little sister had a crush on me, but it seemed weird to think about and I never did for long.
“What do you think?” she asked, as I walked up to the counter and took in the thigh high stockings garnishing her sculpted legs. I nodded, not knowing quite what to say. The store’s front wall was a giant window, but we were cloaked in shadow, and the lot was emptying when I pulled up.
“Are you?” I tried to form a question but it dissolved on my tongue.
“You want to know what I’m doing, big brother.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m showing you how much I want to fuck you.”
“Are you, you’re serious?”
“Do you find me attractive?”
I’d been having a hard time keeping my eyes off of her breasts and those little panties. She turned for a second showing me the sliver of thong that divided her ass cheeks. I was raging hard and it felt so weird and exciting to be yearning for my sister despite myself.
Again, I nodded.
“Then what are you going to do about it?”
My sister lifted her dress up. "Remember how we used to play when we were younger, little brother? I miss that.
"Jenny, what are you doing?" I said. She started to rub herself over her panties, looking at me with her sloe eyes and beautiful, kissable lips. I reached down to adjust my growing cock and Jenny buried her hand into her panties, soft moans filling the car and filling me with lust for my sister. The car was like a safe little world for us to be perverted in, Mom and Dad upstairs sleeping.
I leaned in and kissed Jenny, listening to the swishing sound of her rubbing her pussy under her panties. I fished my cock out and we traded, my hand now on Jenny's pussy and hers gripping my cock. When we couldn't stand it anymore, I leaned my seat back and Jenny climbed on my cock, her wet pussy gliding down over me inch by smoldering inch. Her weight came down on me, pressing into my balls. I scooped her ass cheeks in my hand and she rode my cock, with a slow even pace, crying out in my ear with the pleasure of it as my dick filled her up.
"Unf, oh that's good. Oh give me your dick, brother. Oh, oh, fuck me brother. Fuck me."
"I love fucking your sweet little pussy," I said. "You feel so fucking good riding me." I slapped her ass, and she hissed.
"Yeah, that's right," she said, "smack your dirty sister's ass while she rides your dick."
I leaned in and we kissed hard, my hands finding her tits and kneading them as our tongues met through our lips and she rode up and down on me. Jenny leaned back, with one hand wrapped behind my neck. She played with her clit as she rode me like that and her moans got louder and louder, filling the car until I wondered how loud we were being, but couldn't stop thrusting up into my sister harder and harder. She was wailing now as we slapped together, writhing on my shaft, crazed and slamming herself down on me. I knew she was about to cum, and that brought me to the edge. We came together, thrusting at each other with our organs on fire.
"Oh fuuuuuck, uh, uh," she said as she twitched and shuddered with the orgasms burning through her. My dick unloaded, each hot wave unloading as its pleasure spread out through my legs and arms. I clutch my arms behind my back still thrusting as I finished, it was incredible her pussy gripping and milking me as she whimpered and I gripped her tiny waist tight. We stayed so long in that position, holding each other, utterly spent, that we almost fell asleep in the car.
Becky Part Two
Becky shifted to dip her legs into the water, giving me another glimpse of her beautiful breasts and slender body. “My neck’s all stiff. I fell asleep in the car,” she said, reaching up to rub there. The sun gleamed off her shoulders as I moved behind her and sat on my heels.
I was too shy at this point to let my dick hit her so I kept my hips back. The suntan lotion was slick on my hands as I smoothed it across Becky’s shoulders, up to the sides of her neck, thumbs ranging down and over the muscles below in small circles. I’d never massaged my sister before, but I’d given plenty to girlfriends and girl friends.
Becky looked down and let out a long breath. “Mmm, you’ve got strong hands.”
“Thanks.” I spread the oily wetness over her arms and up to her neck, thumbs down again between her shoulder blades while Becky mmm’ed with pleasure and my dick bounced around free. I covered the rest of her back and then slowly along her legs and slim hips—holding her sides like that with Becky moaning…I was crazed with the vision of fucking her as my hands roved down over the rise of her ass. The massage continued around her hips and low back and the line of her bikini bottom slid down, so the valley between her firm ass cheeks was out in the sun, paler than her tanned back and shoulders, glorious, forbidden sister skin. I wanted grab those perfect cheeks, push her forward and slide right into her pussy.
Instead, my hands rubbed again from her shoulders inward to her neck. She wanted slow and she would get it.
“That’s nice. Keep doing that.”
“Okay. Let me get more stuff.”
I reached for the bottle of lotion, but kept one hand on my sexy sister, rubbing her neck. When I turned back with more, my penis smacked her in the side.
“Hello,” She said and reached back to give my dick a squeeze. “I’m coming for you soon. Just a little longer.”
Without being able to help myself, I gasped when Becky grabbed my penis. I was so turned on, wanting to just lather her back and rub my cock over the slickness. But she turned around so the rub could continue. I ran my hands down her back in unison, splayed out like wings, gliding down the arch of her body, skin was smooth and warm, glinting now in sunlight, flesh firm and begging my hands to touch and explore. This was my sister though, it was so surreal. And her nearly naked body was magnificent. Becky reached back and caressed my leg softly as I moved low to her ass and grasped her cheeks.
“Becky. You feel so good.”
“Yeah? Do you like rubbing lotion on your sister like this?”
“I do. I like it a lot. I’m so happy.”
“Ahh, little brother.” She turned around, beaming at me. “You know how many nights I’ve wished I had the guts to sneak into your room. Or hoping you’d sneak into mine?”
This was happening, really happening. I was smoothing lotion over my sister’s topless back like I had envisioned a thousand times from my bedroom window, dick in hand. Now my dick bobbed free in her presence—had been in her mouth for a tantalizing moment. She arched her back so that her tits pointed up at the sun, nipples shining, calling to be licked and sucked.
I moved forward so Becky’s head could lean against my chest and I put my arms around her, cupping her sweet breasts. She took a long breath and leaned back on me while I massaged the oil into her tits, stroking them in my hands, fingers brushing over her nipples, swelled out, pink and perfect. Our bodies touched as her oily back hit my chest and I hugged her from behind, holding her, skin against skin. She leaned her hips back into me, crushing her butt cheeks against my raging erection, pressing there. It felt incredible. I pushed back as my whole groin tingled with pleasure. I was grinding up behind my sister, hands caressing down her belly, feeling the void of her bellybutton and down further to her hips as they rocked back on my dick—slow, she wants it slow. She reached out to use the pool ladder as leverage and ground her butt against the length of my cock, each cheek packed against a side of me. I moaned in her ear and she twisted around to kiss me, her face full of mischief.
The kiss was slow, tongues out for a faint touch before our lips would close together wetly. I cupped her tits and she leaned her little body into my hands. Both of us were smiling wide as we kissed like that. Like neither of us could believe how amazing it was, this fantasy come to life.
She whispered, “Thanks for the rub, little brother. I feel way looser.” I think she was planning to look at me, but she was staring at my hard dick instead. “Now I think I should return the favor.” I liked the sound of that.
“Okay,” I said.
“First, I’m going to tease you a little longer. I want you to stand right there, and keep your hands behind your back so I can see your beautiful cock.” She pointed me to step back a foot or two, but she was still crouching on her heels, holding the ladder rail and facing away from me. Like a good audience member, I folded my hands behind my back and took a couple of steps back.
“I want to make you want it so badly brother.” She said. “We are going to have so much fun this week. When I read what you wrote it made me so happy, so right now, I want to make you so happy.
“You are,” I said.
“I’m gonna strut around for you a bit.”
Oh that, yes, that. I nodded back at her, smiling.
“You are so sexy,” I told her.
“Yeah?” You like my body?”
“I love everything about you, Becky.” I was getting a little more at ease, being naked with my sister like this. God, the tension in that lingering promise of more—a week of more—was ecstatic. My cock had never been so hard in its teenaged life.
Becky had one leg up as she grinned over her shoulder at me, showing me her ass curled up and one hand rubbing her pussy over her swimsuit. Then she gripped the rail with both hands and bent forward with her ass back toward me. Slowly, she started to bump and swing it around, curling her butt cheeks in the air, as she peeled the suit down her ass, that wonderful crevice coming into view inch by inch. She was swinging her hips like there was music in her mind and she was dancing. Dancing for me. She stepped over the rail and crouched facing me. I wanted to see her pussy so badly and now her legs were parted wide as she couched, dancing slowly, hips gyrating, moving around her pussy just beneath that green bathing suit. Like she could read my mind, Becky stood and started to play with the ties at her hips, grinning at me, dancing. She stepped onto the pool ladder, dipping her long legs partially into the water and giving me a view of her gorgeous thighs and ass.
“I didn’t know you could dance like that.”
“You’re going to learn a lot about me, little brother.” She untied her bottom and I could see that her pussy was bear, which was thrilling, but I couldn’t get a proper look at her and was dying for it.
Again, like she knew what I was thinking, Becky climbed out of the pool and crouched down, spreading open her legs, so I could see her there for the first time, the pink line of her lips and hood and hole. She looked amazing, with short, petal lips and her clit crowning it all beautifully. I couldn’t wait to run my tongue over all of it.
A moment later she stepped over the rail toward me. My heart ka-thumped.
“I think I’ve made you wait long enough, little brother.” She walked up to me, standing there with my hands still behind my back, and she reached down for my cock. With a tight, two handed grip, she started to jerk me up and down. The look on her face was fierce as she stroked me, full of yearning. She bit her lip and pumped me. I thought I was going to lose my mind—my sister’s had practice. Then she kissed me hungrily, like it like she was teased by the wait as much as I was. I put arms around her, my dick pumping in her hand between us. Becky’s little hand felt astounding.
I broke from our kiss to moan, my head lolling to the side from the pleasure of it. Becky used the pause to make a break for my dick, popping my dickhead her mouth so quickly, I had no idea what she was doing until I was suddenly warm and wet, sliding into her mouth, and halfway in when I looked down. There my sexy big sister was, moving her lips around, keeping me deep, like she was trying to go deeper.
“Mmmph.” She choked on me, drew off, and then buried herself down, down, slowly this time going much, much deeper on me, until her lips were reaching out for my abdomen. When she pulled off this time, she exhaled loudly, having held her breath to get that deep. Through her gasps, a long tail of spit ran from my cock to her lips as it dangled between us, joining my grinning sister and me. She cupped and played with my sack in one hand and gathered up all that spit and milked it across my dick and balls, then up to my head where she swirled her hand around. It felt so slick and amazing now, I was getting wobbly and put my hands on her shoulders to steady myself as she jerked me. I stroked her back and neck and head as she kissed and teased and milked my cock. She put me back in her mouth again, this time, with a hand swirling around sideways as she sucked me down and tugged at my balls
Becky was right: I was already learning she could suck cock.
“Ahhhh, ffffuckin hell, Becky,” I hissed out in pleasure. “That feels incredible.” Her head was bobbing left and right while she gobbled me, ponytail swinging in the opposite direction. For a second she let me pop out and my tip sat on her smiling lips as she gazed up at me.
“So this is going to sound dirty, little brother,” she said, “but I really want to taste your cum.”
“Really? That’s… That’s awesome,” I said.
“Mmm. Put your load in my mouth for the first time. Let me guzzle your cum little brother. I’ve wanted it forever.” She started sucking again. Her pace was steady and that pony tail bounced around and her lips reach out as she pushed herself down on my cock each time. Her hot mouth felt so good around my shaft, up and down. I was going insane and knew it wouldn’t be long. I wanted to enjoy for as long as I could. The globes of Becky’s bear ass bobbled in the air behind her while she sucked my cock. I started to rock myself into her mouth and Becky was gripping my ass cheeks yanking my cock into her slippery mouth over and over. I was building and my legs started to tremble as I barrelled into my sweet sister’s mouth. She started to suck harder and more furiously and that sent me over the edge.
“I’m coming!” I shouted, so the neighbors three houses down would know. That was all Becky needed to hear. She leaned in sucked me hard and deeply using my ass cheeks again to tug me into her mouth. She gobbled furiously and I exploded, crashing again and again while her tongue and throat washed over my dick. Becky didn’t slow much as my orgasm wound down, she was still whipping her head around, sucking me so hard, I began to really jerk and shudder at her last beautiful slurps. She sat up, smiling and wiped her mouth. We kissed and lay back, resting a pool noodle under our heads while I recovered from the glorious orgasm. Becky leaned over me, her beautiful little nipples erect, and her smile gleaming.
“You taste really fucking good. Like not strong at all. And I dunno, maybe it tastes normal or something because, well, you know.”
“Were related.”
“Mmm. Whatever the reason, your sister likes the taste of your cum, which is really good news.” She smacked me lightly on the shoulder. “Hey, let’s get in the pool.”
I sat up. “Oh, that sounds perfect.”
She jumped in and I followed a second after with a big splash. Becky swam over to me and we kept our shoulders below the water as we wrapped our naked bodies together in the shallow end. The cool touch of the water swished over us as we kissed and played. It was the first of countless naked swims we would have that week.
Becky rubbed her pussy against my leg and gave me a come hither look. “Let’s go get your journal and pick one of the things.” She said. “There’s a lot of ground to cover.”
(To be continued in Part 3)
Oh oh Becky!!!!♡♡♡
^_^ Part two is being written right now! Xo
"Hurry up and take it out," my sister said. Our parents were throwing a party and all the guests had headed outside to the backyard. We took the chance to sneak away to the laundry room, which has a door that locks. I stood in front of her and she knelt on the ground and slid forward, reaching up to help me with my belt and fly.
“I want you to last nice and long tonight, little brother, when you sneak into my bedroom,” she whispered.
I slid my jeans over my ass and she pulled them down, her face leaning in as she did this, brushing against my dick and balls. Sister grabbed onto my dick hard, milking it in long pumps while she looked up at me and studied my face with hunger. I rocked myself into her and slid my hand along her pumping arm. She pointed my head at her sweet little mouth and grinned just before I slid into her mouth. Each time we played, the way she gave head got sweeter, more intuitive.
Today, at the party Sister could sense my lingering hunger, led me off without a word—and the sneaking away, the risk of getting caught made the exhilaration almost unbearable.
My legs trembled as Sister brought me into her mouth. She had one hand gripping my butt and the other playing with my balls as she sucked. The pace of her sucking started to intensify. Steady and even. Sister had gotten so good at gobbling my dick. Outside, a wave of laughter went up, making its way into the house. I chuckled and sister laughed and switched from mouth to a slick iron grip.
Sister had a hand under her dress, tucked into her panties and working her button. We were both trying to keep our moans down. She eased me back into her mouth. I watched her and she watched me as she went up and down my shaft. Once in a while she would close her eyes to focus on her fingers.
After a minute or so I was fucking her hand again and Sister was whimpering loudly, her hand a flurry on her clit. It was such a randy situation. I love my sister so much. Her hand pumping got faster and faster to match the speed she was rubbing her clit.
“I’m gonna cum,” I said.
“Mmmmmm.” Sister swung into action, popping me back in her mouth and burying me up to her throat, over and over. My legs wobbled as her head danced up and down. The tight seal of her mouth was scorching and I hissed as I neared the edge. She seemed to sense where I was because she started to tug and squeeze my balls and her sucking got harder and deeper. I broke open, came into my sister’s eager, slurping mouth. She swallowed as she sucked, drinking up the blasts of cum I shot into her furious mouth. I watched her cheeks move in and out as I fired. She sucked and sucked until I stroked her chin, signalling, I was finished.The last few sucks made me shiver.
Sister’s hand was still working on her pussy so I pushed her onto her butt and pulled her legs into the air. She squealed. I peeled off her cotton panties and held her legs back and wide and then dove onto her pussy, lapping her bulbous clit. Her pussy was glistening wet.I snaked my tongue around her lips and down to her hole.
The backdoor banged open and we froze. Someone trotted toward the bathroom and away from the room we were hiding in. Her hands clenched my shirt and mussed my hair as I lapped up at her clit and fingered her. She started to shake and bite her lip. I could tell she was trying desperately not to make noise and could barely contain herself. It sounded like the greatest pain ever. Two, and then three full body shudders moved through her and she slapped me on the back digging her nails in through my shirt. She shuddered again. I slowed my lapping and she balled a fist of my hair.
We stood and tried to straighten ourselves. The plan was to leave one by one. I was going to hang out in my room for a bit and she was going back to the party. Sister smoothed away the wrinkles on her cute little sundress and smiled as she blew me a kiss and headed out the door. Already, I was looking forward to midnight.
A New Pair - Part One: You Did What At Dinner?
It started when my mom was thinking about getting a boob job. My family has always been close, just my mother, my younger sister Sylvie, and I. We’re cuddly people. Mom taught us to be comfortable with our bodies, with touch and massage, but also our sexuality, our sexual natures. She taught us not to be embarrassed by them. And I thought it was all normal until I realized my friend’s families didn’t do things like cuddle on the couch together, or give each other massages. My friend’s families didn’t hug or touch each other as often. It wasn’t weird for us or anything. Until one day when things crossed a line.
We were having dinner when mom mentions casually she’s considering a boob job. Sylvie clacked her fork back to her plate. “Mom, you don’t need a boob job.”
“I just feel like they don’t have their old lift. Nothing huge just a little boost.”
“Mom, they’re fine,” I said. I’m thinking, a hint of droop, I guess, but not a big deal—she has great curves, a pretty face with or without makeup. I would…
I realized Sylvie and Mom were looking at me and I was lost on Mom’s tits. Embarrassing. I stood and waved my mother to her feet to cover, both of us grinning. Before I lost nerve, I made a show of putting my feelers out so mom and sis had no doubt what was coming. Then I slowly cupped my mother’s breasts.
Her blouse was soft and her nipples met my palms straight away. I’d have said they stood somewhere between apples and melons. Halfway into the cup I got incredibly turned on. Standing there, holding this beautiful woman’s tits. Sylvie realized it too, and her expression changed to something like sly wonder. The feel of Mom’s ample, bra-less tits started my dick to swell in my pants. That one moment of letting myself look at Mom as a sexual woman, as a playmate, it switched something and made me stand up and do this stupid and amazing thing. This will be okay, I thought, and straight away knew I was wrong.
Mom could tell I was a little bewildered, but she was smiling. Without being able to help myself, I cradled her tits up lovingly, like I would my girlfriend’s. Mom bit her lower lip for a second, watching me. Her tits felt so amazing in my hands, nipples ranging over my palms, alert through the blouse. I wanted to play with her nipples, but didn’t have the guts.
When I started to knead my mother’s tits, Sylvie laughed, breaking the silence and tension at the dinner table. I put my hands down. It was clear to everyone—both of us had liked that a little more than we’d expected. What Sylvie was thinking, I couldn’t have said.
“They’re perfect, don’t do anything to them.” I sat down and tucked into the food, trying to sound like the last half minute hadn’t completely thrown me—and given me a hard-on under the table. At one point Sylvie dropper her knife and bent down under the table to retrieve it. I moved my hands down to cover my obvious bulge. Mom saw and pretended not to. Sylvie seemed to take forever finding her fork. Mom was silent and red in the face through most of the remaining meal. It wasn’t like her to not talk. Sylvie, looked like she found the whole thing hysterical. I kept finding her looking at me.
I raced through my food as quickly as possible and when I finished, headed for my room. As I was going up the stairs, the tension burst—fits of Mom and Sylvie’s laughter followed me up. I thought it was the worst day of my life for a little while there.
I picked up a book and put on music. I was reading the same paragraph over and over, thinking about Mom’s tits. The way they felt in my hands, the way her nipples felt in my palms, poking through her blouse, begging to be sucked on. An hour later someone knocked on the door pulling me out of my read. I opened, expecting Mom and finding Sylvie.
“Hey Tom.” Sylvie had clearly just had a shower. She was wearing a fuzzy, light-blue bathrobe and white slippers, her hair up in a towel. The robe was loose and showing a hint of cleavage, but after what happened at dinner, I tried hard not to look.
“What?”
“Aww, is big brother feeling upset about feeling up his mother?”
“What do you want?”
When she looked flustered, like she wasn’t going to answer, I moved to close the door but she put a hand out.
“Tom wait, don’t be an ass. I wanted to talk to you about that. Earlier, what happened. Don’t feel bad about it.”
“I won’t. Thanks.”
“Mom said it was perfectly natural.”
“Really? That actually makes me feel better.”
I shut the door on Sylvie and plopped back down on my bed. To my surprise, Sylvie opened it and walked in anyway, shutting the door behind her, and gliding right up to where I sat. She looked a mixture of bravado and raw nerves. I ignored the intrusion, wanting to hear what she and mom had talked about.
“It’s not a big deal, to Mom, I don’t think.” Her hands were fidgeting with the tie of her robe and it distracted me from what she was saying for a bit. I imagined what was down there. Would that hair be blonde too? Sylvie is thin but her boobs are almost the same size as Mom’s. She’s totally sexy, but I’d never really let myself admit it before. I’d often though how the family genes produce great breasts, but tried to keep the idea clinical. Like wondering how my children might turn out. Now, flashes of the sights unseen under Sylvie’s robe had me tapping my knee with my neck and ears burning.
“Mom told me it was perfectly natural for people, even family to notice each other sexually. The only thing that matters is consent.” I could tell Sylvie was repeating Mom’s words verbatim.
So if Mom was willing, and I was willing…? It felt weird to consider in front of my sister.
“Well that’s cool,” I said. “It’s kind of weird, but whatever.”
“So you were, right? Turned on by Mom’s tits?”
I looked away, embarrassed, but Sylvie looked earnest and interested and that made me answer honestly. “Yeah, I was. They felt pretty damn good.”
Sylvie looked down. “She’s got a nice rack. No waaay she needs a boob job.”
After a few seconds she said, “It’s funny the way boys are so fascinated with boobs.” I was suddenly sure what was coming. My little sister let her robe slide to the floor.
What did surprise me was that she wasn’t naked. Underneath she had on this lingerie I’d never seen her wear—I had no idea she owned something like that—bright blue trimmed in black. It clung to her sexy frame, showing off her slim and recent curves, the top halves of her tits puffed up above the cups under her bare neckline and beautiful, long neck. My sister, with the prettiest blue eyes, had dressed herself up for me and the effect had me boiling over.
“Wow,” was all I could say. I was lost to her when she disrobed.
"I had stockings to go with it but thought that would look suspicious under the towel."
She turned around so I could see the way the panties parted her sexy butt cheeks and the bra strap that I was mentally undoing. Her panties were snug to her pussy lips, as she waggled her butt cheeks at me and I could make out the form of her pussy lips underneath the bright blue panties. Sylvie looked gorgeous, a picture of pretending to be confident, but so very nervous. My heart was thumping too.
“What about mine?” She turned and cupped her breasts, pushing them higher so they collected above the bra. I caught a trace, blue hint of a vein and it made my dick bob in my pants with yearning. She noticed me adjust myself and her hand drifted shyly to her lips, looking as though she might chew a fingernail. The other hand still scooped a breast. She wanted to play, but didn’t really know how to make that happen. I had to grow a pair and takeover the situation.
My big sister caught me watching her undress. I somehow got the feeling she didn't mind me looking... I stepped into her room and closed the door . She smiled and turned to face me, dropping her arms and letting her blouse fall to the floor. God, my sister is beautiful.
Once, I came home from school early because a class got cancelled. I went upstairs to put my backpack in my room and heard moaning coming from Mom's room. I knew what was probably going on but the curiosity was overwhelming. It had my blood rushing. I’d never thought of Mom that way, but the sound of her moaning with pleasure… I couldn't help opening the door for a peek.
What I saw was shocking: Mom was kneeling on her bed, dressed in stunning lingerie, fishnet stockings, garter belt and see-through pumps. Her long platinum-blonde hair spilled over her bare shoulders and the thin, black-lace cups holding her tits were see through, teasing me with the outline of her nipples. That top was straining to contain my mother’s enormous globes and I could see the shadow of her belly button and the golden color of her tanned skin through the material. It was incredible. Mom had one arm cradled under her breasts and the other hand was buried under black g-string panties, fingers vigorously shifting around what lay under the cotton. She freed one breast and pressed it to herself while she sucked in air and got herself going. Even from the door I could see the panties were wet.
Mom looked absolutely stunning, curvy, wobbling around on her knees with pleasure. She’d done her makeup like a dancer or something. I didn’t know she could do that. “Daniel! Jesus.” She covered up the exposed nipple, but her huge breasts were still spilling out—I couldn't believe how hot my own mother looked so I stammered and nothing came out of my mouth to explain why I was standing there, watching my mother masturbating. The surprise of being caught like this faded so fast though, and mom smiled and seemed at ease. She sat across the bed on her side and gave me a reassuring smile. I couldn’t believe it. Like she was suddenly glad to see me. The effect was... “Mom, you look like a stripper!" She laughed. “I... Well, actually. Sit down, Daniel,” she said, and she moved over to sit beside me.
I was looking at the floor and trying not to stare. In truth, I was hoping for a better look, which surprised me. The sight of Mom’s creamy inner thighs, her massive,pillowy breasts had my ears hot and my groin tingling with pressure. Mom confessed: she used to be a stripper in her home town for a few years. That she did it so she could get the two of us out of there. I reeled, but also started to imagine my mother, dancing on a stage, and it was so hot to picture. The whole time she was explaining this, she was still wearing this crazy outfit, and didn't seem embarrassed. I sure as hell wasn't going to tell her to change. “So I guess I was going through some old boxes and I found some things,” she said. “I wanted to see if it still fit.” You bet your ass it fit. I smiled like I understood and took the mention of her outfit as an invitation to freely stare at my delicious mother, her enormous tits that begged for play, for hands to try and take them up. She sat up on her knees, smoothing the camisole over her belly and we admired the outfit together in silence for a moment. When she straightened the g-string she was wearing it reminded me of what she was doing when I peeked in. “So putting on the dress, it felt good?” Mom flashed me a smile. It took me a few seconds to realize my mother was totally aware of the effect she was having on me. In fact, she was encouraging it. “Son, I am so turned on right now and I can see that you are too. Don’t be embarrassed. I’m your mother, but I’m a woman, with all the needs of any other woman. It’s normal. And you’re becoming a sexy young man.” It was hard to believe the words were coming out of my mother, but I knew she was giving herself to me and my dick started to swell at the thought. She freed her breasts from the flimsy cups. I moved closer and the exhilaration of her in front of me, tantalizing, dressed in a ridiculous stripper’s getup, got my dick throbbing with painful pleasure. I took a breast in each hand and played with them, teasing the sides, pushing them up, stoking her fat nipples to fullness. Mom’s hand was on my cock, pressing its outline in my jeans, using solid pressure and a steady grip. I moaned and mom moaned back softly at me. We met eyes and I was overwhelmed by what a beautiful woman my mother is. The beaded pearl choker around her neck looked so elegant. We kissed and in that moment my mother turned into someone new for me. I couldn’t believe it. She had my fly down and was freeing my cock. She got my balls out too, and went two handed stroking its length, cupping my sack while I sucked on first one and then the other nipple. I gave them a gentle nip or two. Both of us were moaning slowly, faces close. I moved a hand down to her wet pussy. It was shaved bare under the panties and the nub of her clit was swollen and easy to find with my fingers. Her moaning turned to low growls as I ran across her clit, keeping a steady speed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she said. I could tell Mom was going to be a wildcat. It was a side of her that really helped to see her as a sexy woman and not just my mother. She put up a leg and gently pushed my head down toward her pussy. The hint was enough and I was eager to get my face on Mom’s wet vag. I started to work my tongue over her lips and clit, while my hands roved over her legs and thighs and inner things. “Oh son, that feels amazing.” After a minute of that position, she flopped back, legs wide. “Oh god, Daniel, keep doing that. Keep eating mommy’s pussy.” It was an incredible sight, Mom's sexy fishnet-and-garter legs splayed up in the air and her sweet pink pussy spread open. I moved over her slit, breathing on it, knowing every second I kept my tongue away was becoming an agony for her. I didn’t make her wait long. My lips came gently down on hers and her hands clamped onto the back of my head pulling me in. I took that as a sign to waste no time. I licked against her clit a while, loving the sounds of her moaning and her trembling legs quaking under my stroking hands. Soon I had a finger and then two in as I licked. She moved a hand up to cup one of her huge breasts. I started to flick her clit with my tongue over and over. “Yes. Oh fuck yes. Keep doing that to mommy’s clit.” I was watching the ecstasy on her face, the site of her heaving, lost to my pleasuring tongue exploring her clit. I was hard as a rock. My tongue was flashing away now, the feel her pussy clamping madly on my fingers inside mom as she got close, wow. I kept the speed of my fingering even, but my clit flicking got faster and faster. She was writhing around, her back arched. “Uhff, Oh, oh.” Her hips were rocking onto my hand and face until she burst open, grunting and spasming. “Fuuuuck, uhn, uhn, unuuuuhn. Shit.” Her orgasm came in screams. It was incredibly hot to hear my mother cursing at the pleasure of my ministrations. I slowed my tongue when the flicks started to make her convulse and I could tell she was winding down. Her pussy eased up on my fingers and I took them out. For kicks, I decided to taste them. It was good, so good. Mom was panting. “Daniel! Oh fuck, I needed that.” “Oh Mom, I love you.” “You’re the best son a mother could ask for, taking care of mommy’s pussy. Let me return the favor.”
Like that, mom had my dick in her mouth. It was a hot and intense feeling. I’d never imagined a blow job could feel so good. She sucked in the head, and I groaned, watching it slide between her painted red lips. Leaning over my cock, Mom’s huge tits dangled free and I cupped one, feeling its weight as Mom sucked me up and down. Her ass was up in the air and I took in its beautiful roundness as mom brought more and more of my dick into her mouth each time, moving lower and lower on my shaft, slurping and sucking. Lapping her tongue over the head. I could tell Mom had given a lot of blowjobs just by comparing this to what I’d seen in porn. Mom was a talent and she was milking my shaft and balls with both hands as she sucked. She pulled off and lapped at my balls and then buried my shaft back in her throat. I cupped her huge tits and she moaned in a way that told me she liked her son’s hands playing with her massive tits. They felt so heavy and soft and large, big nipples pinched hard and pressing back at my hands. Mom looked up at me, sly, her beautiful eyes decorated by long black lashes as she slurped on my dick. “Mom. Can I suck your clit some more while you do that?” I was already missing the sweet taste of her pussy. I wanted it in my mouth again. She smacked her lips as I left her mouth, still pumping me with her hands, and swung herself around, almost laying on her back so that I could get at her beautiful pussy. “Oh son, I can tell you’re a giver in bed, and that means I’m a lucky mommy.” Encouraged, I eased myself over Mom’s pussy again. At the same time, she was sucking away on me, going deep, deep on my shaft at a slow, determined speed that felt incredible. “Gentle at first,,Sweety,” she said. I started off slow, licking in from her hole up to her clit and over her hood, ranging around there and moving back down to her wet hole. Mom had my balls in one hand and was using them as leverage to pull her throat deep down on my cock. Each time she was about to take me in I could feel her hand tug on my balls. Then her glorious hot, wet mouth would move down my dick to the bottom. It felt like every inch of my shaft was being milked by her motions as I slid through her full red lips over and over. Eating mom’s pussy was helping me last in this super-hot situation. In steady licks, my tongue played over her sensitive clit and in no time she was moaning and grinding into my face. I slid two fingers into her and curled them back--doing the come hither I’d learned would get her good spot. Now her sweet pussy was smacking against my licks, but I was careful not to go too fast, too soon. Mom was groaning on my dick and grinding against my face. She took me out of her mouth for a second, lathering the slick spit around my head and shaft. I could feel it dripping down to my taught balls. The change in sensation got me closer and I picked up the pace. Mom’s moans got louder and she started to suck again. “Mmph, mmph, mmmm.” she said through a mouthful of dick. Suddenly Mom stopped sucking and lifted up onto her knees, away from my face. She peeled off the panties I had been pushing to the side and ditched the pumps off her feet. The camisole had slipped down her shoulders and sat over her thighs and ass so that it just covered her tummy. Her tits were so glorious and beautiful. I looked up at her face, gone red and hot, my orgasmic mother grinning back at me. “What’s wrong, Mom?” “Nothing at all.” She had a hand sliding around my cock head. “Lie back.” I did as I was told and my busty mother swung a leg over me so that her pussy held down my dick flat against my stomach. She slid her slit up and down my length, leaning forward to kiss me both of us moaning as our lips met and our groins mashed together. She bit my lower lip and our tongues crashed while her pussy lips slid from balls to tip to balls again. Mom pushed her hands on my stomach to prop herself up. She pulled her lace top over her head in one motion. As she did her breast were raised up in the most beautiful way. I cupped them and mom pushed herself into my willing hands, mashing her breasts to her torso. She was still sliding around on my shaft as I did this and I was feeling like the luckiest son in the world. Mom lifted up and reached down to where our genitals were pressed together. She propped up my dick and lifted herself down, slowly onto my head. Her pussy felt incredible and hot. She was clamping that shaft as she eased herself lower until she reached the balls. I was bent up into her and the pull and heat was astounding as I looked up at my beautiful mother, sitting on me, great tits jiggling just above my face. I sat up with my hands clamped to her hips and took one of her hard-as-a-rock nipples into my wet mouth. Mom moaned at this looking up at the ceiling. I wrapped my hands around her arching back and moved my tongue over that swollen nipple, savoring the feeling of being inside my own mother's hot pussy at the same time. Her silky skin and beautiful curves surrounded me as my dick lit up with sensation. Mom put her hands on my chest then, pushing me down onto my back. With her arms outstretched like that, her beautiful mounds pushed out front and center. She lifted up, slow, slow, rising up so that her beautiful ass crested up and back. I thought I was going to go insane. We were both moaning. I couldn’t believe my mother and I were sharing this fantastic, slow penetration together. It was mind blowing. When I was nearly popped out of her, she dropped down again, taking my full length balls deep. Our eyes met together, faces a glorious mixture of mirth and agonizing pleasure. Mom rode me slow. Up, almost to the top, then I was piercing her right to my balls. I caught the rhythm and began to work with her pace in my hips. Slap, we would come together, then a slow, slow withdrawal. Her hands were planted on my pecks as she rose and fell, rose and fell, gigantic tits flopping around over my face. “Oh Mom, you’re so beautiful!” Mom beamed down at me and pinched one of my nipples. I was surprised by how cool that felt as she rode my dick, searing me with the heat of her soaking pussy. She was moaning so loudly I was going bananas. Mom leaned over top of me and buried my face in the softness of her tits. They banged against my ears and cheeks and chin while her pussy rose and fell on my dick. She hissed as she fell down and we slapped together. I could tell she was getting close again. “Uh. Uh. Uh.” she said with each sink-down. Soon, mom changed tact and she was grinding her clit against me, rocking back and forth with all of me in her. She worked her clit against my pubis, rocking away on my cock. “Ahh, unh, unh… Oh Daniel, you’re making… mommy’s… pussy… feel so good.” It was unbelievable hearing my own mother lose her mind riding my pole. We turned up the pace. Grinding away, lost in the glorious heat and friction, the pent up forbidden moment brought us both so near, but wanting to linger on the edge. Mom came first. She was racking herself on my shaft throwing her weight down on me as the rubbing brought her clit to the edge and over. My dick was alight with the spasms of her pussy. “Ohhh ohh ohhhhh OHHHH!” She cried. That was too much for me. I reached down, grabbed her hips and began to pump up into her. The angle felt amazing and her busty tits wobbled with my thrusts, swinging out and then falling back. Seeing my fucking play out on my mother’s massive globes put me over and I thrust and thrust up into her faster and faster, over and over. Mom’s orgasm still seemed to be rolling away as my dick began shooting out spurting streams of cum into my mother’s vag. She bobbed up and down on me furiously, screaming. “Ooh son. Cum in mommy’s pussy. Give mommy your cum That’s a good boy… Ohhh god. That’s gooood.” I unloaded streams into the heat of her slit. Finally, after what seemed like an age, Mom stopped riding, eased her massive tits down to my chest and lay her head on my shoulder. The heat and sweat of our bodies, skin meeting skin, was outstanding. I was still inside of her and relished the boiling wetness of our genitals entwined. I felt our juices slippery and mixed together as we lay there, holding each other. Every little movement a circus of pleasure.
"What a good son you are. Mommy is so glad you found her being dirty.” She lay her head back down on my shoulder and I stared in wonder at her beautiful ass. Her pussy was still milking the last drops of semen from my pulsing rod. Suddenly Mom pushed up from me again, hanging her tits in the air between us. She grinned. “I have other outfits, you know.”
I hope your doing well. I miss your post and look forward to more of your stories. Luv
Thanks, I really appreciate the support. Finding time to write has been tough, but the next one is coming along. :)
Becky part one is amazing! Do you know when or if more parts will be posted? Thanks and I LOVE your blog
Thank you, I’m glad to hear you enjoyed it. Hmm, as far as a second chapter, I kind of left it on a cliff didn’t I? Well, I’m almost finished a different one part story, and also the first chapter of another piece, so I’m planning to finish those first. Becky will be next on the list.
She was like okay so take off your pants and fish in your boxer and so I did she said nice I see your dick is all hard she get up and give me a kiss on the lips, I said are you sure she yes baby we start making out , she jump on the bed and open her legs and said fuck me son I need your dick we fuck the hole day out on the water
(Part 2)
