Rachel, a 36 year old stressed out single working mom hated leaving the kids with her mother.  She knew that they loved her, but for two young teens, a week at Grandma’s house was just no fun.  “Well, where else am I supposed to leave you two?  You can’t stay here alone all week while I’m out at my conference.”

 

Jill just pouted.  Brian thought a minute and said, “What about Aunt Molly?”  Jill suddenly looked alive,  “Yeah she’s a lot of fun!”

 

Rachel laughed, “She’s fun because she’s a lot younger and has a lot more energy then your grandmother does these days.”  Molly is Rachel’s sister, she’s 28, single, and lives in a small home by herself.  Molly is always in and out of relationships, most never seem to last until the one-year mark, and at the moment, she’s single again. 

 

“Please?” begged Jill.  “Just ask her?”

 

“Ok, ok,” said Rachel.  “But if she says no, it’s off to Grandma’s this afternoon and I don’t want any more complaints.  Deal?”

 

“Deal,” they both replied.

 

“While I call her, you two need to go wash up and pack for the week.”  Brian and Jill both nodded and headed off to their bedrooms to get ready.  Brian, like a typical boy, grabbed whatever clothes were on top in his drawers, counted enough underwear for the week and that was it.  He put no more thought into packing then he had to.  Jill took her time.  She knew Aunt Molly had a pool, and was almost sure she would get to use it.  So she tried on 2 or 3 bathing suits until she was satisfied.  She made sure all her outfits matched and in the end she probably had enough cloths for two weeks.  But if she didn’t, what kind of 16-year-old girl would she be? 

 

“Ok you two, come back out to the kitchen,” called Rachel.  Normally it took 2 or 3 calls to get a response out of these two, but they were anxious to hear where they would be staying for the next week, so they hurried on out.  “Ok, your Aunt said you could stay with her…”  “Sweet,” exclaimed Brian.  “Let me finish,” said Rachel.  “You two need to promise me that you are young to be on your best behavior.  You remember Mark?  Aunt Molly’s boyfriend?”  “Yes,” replied Jill.  “Well, they are not seeing each other anymore, and your Aunt is a little bummed out.  Please don’t make me regret this?  If I get one bad report, there goes the rest of your summer…”  “Mom,” Brian jumped in.  “We’ll be good.”  Jill agreed, “Yeah, we promise.”

 

Rachel smiled, “Ok then it’s settled.  Aunt Molly lives a little further then Grandma so we need to get on the road soon.  Go get your things and meet me at the car in a few minutes.”

 

About an hour later Rachel reached out and lowered the radio in the car.  “Ok we’re almost there.  You two remember what we talked about?  No trouble ok?”  “Yes mom,” they replied.  With that, Rachel turned onto Molly’s driveway and parked the car.  Molly walked out to meet them in the driveway and both kids gave her a big hug.  Rachel walked over to her,  “Thanks for doing this on such short notice Mol.  They really didn’t want to hang at mom’s house for a whole week.”  Molly laughed, “Would you?  It’s fine; we’ll have a good time.  Call me when your plane lands.”  Rachel hugged her sister and nodded.  She gave both kids a kiss and got back in the car.  As she drove away Molly turned to Brian and Jill and said “So, let’s get you two set in your room.”  They followed her into the house and down the hall to the spare room.  “Now I hope you two are ok with this, but you know I only have two bedrooms, and one is mine.  Will you be ok sharing this one?” 

 

Brian looked confused.  Jill, although not too pleased, said, “We’ll work it out.”  “Great!” Replied Molly.  How about I make some sandwiches, and then we can use the pool this afternoon while it’s still sunny out?  They are calling for rain tomorrow so it’s either today or sometime later in the week.”  They all agreed.  While Molly went to make lunch, Jill took out her red bikini and looked over at Brian…starring aimlessly into his suitcase.  “Let me guess Brian, you forgot to pack one huh?”  He looked up, “Yeah, I’m screwed.”  “No you’re not,” she replied.  “Just use a pair of shorts.  I’m sure Aunt Molly will wash the chlorine out for you later.”  He smiled, “Good idea!” 

 

Jill rolled her eyes, grabbed her suit, and headed to the bathroom to change.  While she was in there, Brian changed into his shorts and took off his shirt.  For a 14-year-old boy, Brian was in good shape.  He could stand to loose a few more pounds, but since he joined the baseball team in school, the weekly exercising is helping that along nicely. 

 

Jill undressed and slipped on her bikini bottoms.  Then she looked at herself in the mirror and began to tie her long dark hair back into a ponytail.  She was pretty happy with her body.  For 16 years old, she had just enough in all the right places.  36c was rather large for her age, and she was shy but proud of it all at the same time.  She worked hard to stay in shape.  She just hoped she could find a boyfriend soon to help make it all worth it. 

 

Brian walked down the hall and noticed that the door to the bathroom was open about an inch or so.  He figured that Jill must be done and was going to try to pee before lunch.  As he got closer he saw her reflection in the mirror across from the door.  He froze as he saw Jill’s bare back.  She leaned over to pick up the bikini top and began to put it on too fast, he saw nothing, yet, the anticipation got him a little worked up.  He never saw anyone naked in real life before and he really didn’t care who it was, he was a teenage boy and needed to see someone.  What he didn’t know was that Aunt Molly was coming to get them for lunch, and saw him peeking.  She quickly backed up into the kitchen doorway and peeked down the hall.  There was Brian, standing only in shorts, frozen like a deer in headlights, peering through the opening to the bathroom, with a hand in his pocket.  Molly giggled and thought to herself that this could be an interesting week. 

 

Molly stepped back into the kitchen and called Brian and Jill out.  Brian snapped out of his trance fast and headed straight for the kitchen.  Jill followed a minute later with a towel wrapped around her waist.  Molly took one look at Jill in that red bikini top and couldn’t help starring either.  Jill really filled that top out nicely.  Jill looked down ad her barely covered chest then back up at her Aunt,  “What’s wrong?” she asked.  Molly, thinking quickly said,  ”Um…well, I was just noticing your bikini.  I have a red one that is almost identical.”  “Really?” said Jill.  “Yes.  In fact, if you don’t mind us matching, I’ll wear it to the pool.”  Brian played it cool, and stayed out of this conversation.  He ate his sandwich quickly so he couldn’t talk, and just imagined having both his sister and his hot Aunt in little red bikinis all afternoon.  With that thought he said, “Aunt Molly?  Can I have some Ice water?”  Molly grinned and said “Sure Hun.”  She handed him a glass and went off to her bedroom to get dressed. 

 

Molly stood in her room trying to remember where she put that bikini.  She hadn’t worn it in years, but it was the only thing she could think to say to get out of being caught starring.  “Ahhh, here it is.  This thing better fit.”  Molly locked her bedroom door and undressed.  Within second she had the bikini on, and took a look in the mirror.  Although the bikini was tight, it seemed to fit ok.  She admired herself in the mirror for a minute, realizing how hot she looked with her long dark hair draping over her tan shoulders, and the strong cleavage that formed from the tight top.  But this was just way too skimpy.  She had no intention of showing this much skin to the two teenagers waiting for her outside.  But she didn’t want to look like a liar, so she threw on a big t-shirt over the bikini and headed out to the pool. 

 

When she got outside, Brian and Jill were already in the water.  Molly noticed something.  Brian kept ducking under the water a lot.  She assumed he was trying to see Jill without being obvious.  Time to test this out she thought to herself.  “Brian?”  He turned to look at her holding a pair of underwater goggles.  “You’re under there a lot, I don’t want your eyes to sting.  I’m afraid I only have one pair, but take these.”  With that, she tossed Brian the goggles she had.  He put them on, and went back to diving under the water. 

 

Jill was leaning over the edge of a tube, with her head rested on it, eyes closed and relaxing.  Molly sat on a chair and watched for a bit as Brian dove under many times.  He must have been looking at Jill’s body in that bikini under the water.  Molly had two options.  She could either pretend she knew nothing, and let the week go by, or she could test this out and have fun with it.  She decided that a few family members in bathing suits in a pool couldn’t be looked at as a bad thing.  No harm could come of it.  So with that, she lifted the t-shirt over her head while Brian was under water, and she slid into the pool on the side quietly.  As Brian turned under water, there was his aunt, about 8 feet away in a tight little bikini.  He quickly rose to the surface and gasped for air. 

 

“Brian, are you ok?”  Molly giggled.  “Yes, you scarred me that’s all,” he said.  She giggled again.  “Brian, can I borrow those for a few minutes?  I won’t be long.”  He tossed her the goggles, “Sure.” 

 

Molly dove under the water, and quickly looked around toward Jill, who seemed to be falling asleep in her relaxed state.  No wonder Brian was under so much, Jill’s body was amazing.  She reminded Molly of herself as a teen.  Then Molly turned toward Brian, and noticed that he was only wearing shorts, no suit.  Odd she thought.  She came up for air, then dove back down again, swimming around a little so she didn’t look obvious, and when she saw Brian turn, she noticed the buldge in his shorts.  Oh my God she thought.  This poor kid isn’t going to make it.  She popped up out of the water, taking a good breath of air and thought for a moment.  She knew that by being in the water she was only teasing the poor boy more.  But, if she got out, his sister would only tease him instead.  She swam over to Brian, who was now leaning with his back against the side of the pool, and handed him the goggles.  Then she whispered, “Those make everything so much clearer huh?”  He nodded and said, “Why are you whispering?”  Molly replied, “Jill seems to be asleep, I didn’t want to wake her.  Besides, I know what you’re doing with these anyway.”

 

Brian turned red, “I’m…I’m just swimming.”  Molly smiled, “And you’re starring at your sister.  Tell me Brian, is this the first time you ever saw a girl wearing so little clothes?”   Brian knew he was caught, but was afraid to answer…all he could do was nod.  “Well, don’t worry Brian, I’m not going to tell her.”  You could see the look of relief on his face.  “However, I want you to answer me honestly.”  He nodded in agreement.  “Did you look at me too?”  Brian suddenly looked scared again.  Molly felt bad and said, “It’s ok Brian, I’m not mad, just be honest with me.”  He said, “Yes, I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.  I’ve never seen…and…you were right there…I didn’t mean to…”  “Shhh…” said Molly.  “You’ll wake up Jill.  Tell me Brian, did you like what you saw?”  Brian was so embarrassed at this point, but nodded, “uh huh.”  “I can tell,” said Molly.  “H…how?” asked Brian.  With that Molly reached a hand down and grabbed Brian’s crotch.  “Because of this.”  Brian froze.  No one other then his doctor had ever touched his cock before.  “Aunt Molly?”  “Shhh Brian.  Remember, if you don’t want your sister to know what you were doing down there, you’ll keep quiet and answer my questions.  Now, where is your bathing suit?  Why are you wearing shorts?”  “Because I forgot to pack my suit,” he said…as she released her grip on his crotch.  “I see,” she said.  “Aunt Molly?” asked Brian.  “Am I in trouble?” 

 

“No,” she replied.  “What you’re doing is normal.  But you WERE sneaky about it.  So we have two options here.  We can all get out of the pool and not come back in for the rest of the week.  And I’ll let you tell your sister why.  Or, we can keep this to ourselves, not tell Jill or your mother, and have some fun with it.”

 

Brian looked confused, “Fun?”  Molly replied, “Yes fun, what’s it going to be?”  Brian thought a minute, and figured that fun sounds a whole lot better then explaining to his sister that they can’t swim anymore because he gets hard watching her.  “I guess I choose fun,” he said.  Molly smiled. 

 

“Ok Brian, you said you liked looking at me right?”  Brian nodded.  “Then take these goggles, go back under, and take a good look.”  “Are you serious?” he asked.  “It’s ok Brian, I’m giving you permission to look at me.  Go ahead.”  So Brian put the goggles back on and sank under the water about 3 feet in front of his Aunt.  He could not believe this.  His aunt was standing in a very skimpy bikini, in a pool of water, and demanding that he look at her body.  As his eyes traced over her smooth bare skin, Brian could feel his cock begin to harden again.  Molly stood still, arms at her side, wondering what she was doing.  This was wrong, but it still felt so good to be looked at and appreciated.  Brian surfaced, and smiled.  Molly grinned,  “Did you like what you saw?”  “Very much!” Brian exclaimed, "You look to pretty Aunt Molly."  “Thank you Hun,” she said.  Now, turn around and lean back against me.”  Brian looked confused again, but listened to his Aunt.  Molly pulled him tight against her; he could feel her 36D boobs pressed against his back.  She whispered in his ear. “Untie your shorts.”  Brian turned his head to the side, “What?”  “I said, untie your shorts.  Or would you want me to wake up Jill instead?”  With that, Brian reached down and untied his shorts.  Molly took both of Brian’s hands, and put one on each of her hips so he was reaching back.  She whispered into his ear again, “now your hands better stay where they are, or the fun is over.”  Brian nodded.  “Look over there at your sleeping sister.”  Brian turned his gaze toward Jill, who was now leaning back against a tube and comfortable sleeping.  Molly reached around and put her hands on Brian’s chest, he shuddered.  Then she slid them down to the waistband of his shorts, she could feel Brian shaking.  Molly then hooked her thumbs in the shorts, pulled them away from his waist, and slid them down until his cock sprang out in the water. 

 

Molly was peeking over Brian’s shoulder, but the movement of the water prevented her from seeing anything.  So she looked up at Jill too, the both of them starring at her sleeping wet body, and she wrapped a hand around Brian’s hard cock.  She had not been able to see it yet, but it felt so hard, and rather long.  She was impressed.  She squeezed a little and Brian let out a tiny moan.  “Does that feel good Brian?”  “Uh huh…” he replied.  “How about this?”  she said as she began sliding her hand up and down his hard shaft.  Brian just moaned, “Mmmm.”  “Shhh…” Molly said.  “No noise.”  She tightened her grip, knowing that this 14-year-old boy has been hard for a god hour now, and would only last a minute at most.  Brian’s body began to shake…she quickly used her free hand to pull the shorts up over Brian’s big cock, and continued to stroke him inside his shorts.  Oh my God she thought.  I’m jerking off my nephew under water, what’s wrong with me?  Within seconds his body thrust back against her and he shot his cum right through Aunt Molly’s fingers and into his shorts.  She squeezed out all that was left.  When he finished, she pulled her sticky hand out and turned him around.  Brian had a big smile on his face and Molly asked, “So, was I right?  Was that fun?”     Brian carelessly yelled out “YES!”  Jill jumped.

 

Molly grinned and climbed out of the pool.  Jill opened her eyes and looked up, saying, “How long was I out?”   Molly replied,  “Just a few minutes Jill.  I’m going to go get some lemonade.  I’ll leave it in the kitchen if you two want some.”  As Molly leaned over for her towel, Jill said “Aunt Molly?  You were right, that bikini does look like mine.  I like it a lot.”  Molly looked down at the water drops sliding down her barely covered body and said, “Thank you.  Brian likes it too.”  With that, Molly winked at Brian and headed into the kitchen.  Brian climbed out of the water awkwardly.  When Jill asked what was wrong, Brian simply said, “I need to use the bathroom.  I’ll be right back.”  Jill shrugged, climbed out of the pool, and went to meet her Aunt in the kitchen for some lemonade.

 

To be continued…

  I sat up a little bit and with every throb of my cock against my pants i grew harder. I was drunk by this time and my brother was passed out and i didnt know what i was doing... I slowly slide my hand across my brothers tommys stomach and unbotton'd his pants. I grabb the back part of his pants and slide them down off his ass. I at this time had already pulled out my cock and started to jerk it off and precum. I pulled his pants down to his knees and rolled him on his stomach he didnt even stir a bit. I slowly spread his ass cheeks apart. I notice he had a very hairy asshole crack . He was a hairy guy and i am too so i kinda like a good bush. Something about seeing women when i was younger. Mostly my sister and mom as well. They sometimes would be in panties and topless while getting ready to go somwhere. My sister had a sharp ass and a nice beaver the was poking out of her panty lines. Id often see her showering naked when shed leave her bathroom door open too. Or when she was sleeping id spy on her somethimes.My mom had a nice matt of hair too. I always remembered this one time when my mom was talking to me when, i was about 12 or 13 she was in a towel with her legs spread open enough for me to see her pretty blonde pubes. So eventually i climbed ontop of my brother slowly rubing the head of my cock between his crack feeling his crack hairs. I suddenly felt the urge to slide it in him but didnt know if it would wake him up. I decided to do it. I slowly inserted the head in. I started to pull out and then force it in agian. It was so tight the 1st two pumps the head only made it in. On the thrid pump it went all the way in as far as i could force it. He didnt even notice he was so passed out. I slowly pumped away. My balls would rest agianst his hairy ass and my cock would plow into his virgin ass. As i was fucking his ass some time my shirt must have got in the way. Later i looked at it before i went to bed and it was cover in stains of blood and a light brown fluid, and after about 4 mins i started the 1st squirt. Then the 2nd one and on the 3rd one he suddenly lift his head up . By this time it was really dark in the living room and i jumped off and layed on the floor and coverd my self with a blanket near by. He then layed back down and started his snooring again. I pulled up his pants and went to bed quickly hoping he wouldnt know what just happend in the monring. I woke up the next day with a hell of a hang over and my brother was still out . He woke up finally later that day and said he had a dream about banging our mom. Little did he know i already did when she was sleeping too and she was drunk:)

When I hit puberty, they did their best to ignore my growing interest in sex and the female form. They would ignore the sounds of my masturbating, and my peeks down their shirts or at their bottoms. I must admit that I had many lustful thoughts about my mother and sister.

Shortly after my seventeenth birthday, I was fortunate enough to get a girlfriend at school, Ursula, who enjoyed sex. I finally found an outlet for all my pent-up energy that I was directing to my family at home. My lustful thoughts about them evaporated rather quickly.

One night, I was in my room, reading(about Caligula, of all people). My sister was asleep in the room she and my mom shared, and mom was in the living room watching TV. I really hadn't been paying attention to what my mom was watching, but when I absently turned my attention to the sounds from the TV, I heard a program instructing young people about safe sex. They were giving directions on how to properly put on a condom, and how to use a dental dam, and what kind of lubricants are the best. Hearing all this not only distracted me from my reading, but also made me erect. And then I thought about my mom seeing this. Surely my own mother didn't need this type of instruction. Why then was she watching it?

I put the book down on my bed and walked out into the living room. My mom sat on the couch, eyes glued to the TV screen as young people practiced these safe sex tips on dildos and sex dolls. Of course, none of it was pornographic, but oddly erotic. After a few moments, my mom saw me out of the corner of her eye, and turned to me so matter-of-factly.

"Jimmy, do you know how to do all this stuff?"

She knew about Ursula at school, and knew that I stayed out late with her, so assumed that she knew I was having sex with her. We had never hid anything from each other in our small family, so I answered my mother with no shame or trepidation.

"Of course I do, mom."

"Do you know how to put on a condom properly?"

"Yeah mom, I do."

"If you have one in your room, I'd like for you to show me."

"What," I asked, a little surprised.

"I want to know that you're truly practicing safe sex, and would like to see if you put on a condom properly."

"Um, okay." I didn't think much of her request. I still had an erection from watching and hearing the program, so I wouldn't have to worry about getting it up. Like a son obeying a simple request from his mother, I nonchalantly walked to my room, fetched a condom, and walked back to the living room.

Mom turned off the TV. I stood near the other end of the couch, facing her, and dropped the shorts and boxers I had on, my erection springing out. I tore open the condom wrapper, unrolled and rerolled the condom. My mother watched so passively, as if I were drawing a picture, or performing some other mundane task. As I got the condom close to the head of my erection to put it on, my mother stopped me.

"They were saying on the TV that it would be easier, and give greater sensation, if you lube up your penis before putting on the condom. Do you have any lube?"

"No, I don't"

"Well," my mother began, acting a little disappointed by the fact; "come over here, then."

I walked over to my mother, condom still in hand, erection still standing straight out, oblivious to what she planned to do.

When I was close enough, she took my cock in her hand; "Since you don't have any lube, let me lube it up for you."

She opened her mouth and leaned forward, taking the whole of my five-inch cock into her mouth. She kept me in her mouth and swirled her tongue over my cock, making me moan out. She would suck on it gently running her tongue around the head. I didn't know what the hell was going on, but I loved that I was having my cock sucked.

Mom then started bobbing her head up and down on my cock, slowly stroking the base. I moaned out, "Oh God, Mom, that feels great!" I started to buck into my Mom's face as she took my balls into her hand, massaging them. I ran my hands through my mom's hair, which got her moaning on my cock, which made me moan even louder.

"What's going on in here?" My mom stopped her movement on my cock, placing her hands on my hips instead, and we both turned to look towards the hallway, where my sister was standing. The sleep still marked her hair, all tousled, but her expression was all confusion and excitement. After all, I stood in our living room, naked from the waist down and my erect cock only a few centimetres away from my mom's face.

"I'm sorry, honey," my Mom began. "I was watching a program, and it got me aroused. Your brother is the only man in the house, and even though I know that it's wrong, I severely need to have an orgasm."

My sister's confusion lifted a bit, but she still stood in the hallway, staring at us. She was in a night shirt and panties, and her nipples were starting to harden under the material. I was hoping in my mind that I'd get to have a moment with her some night.

"You can go back to sleep, sweetheart. We promise to keep it down while we're out here, and we'll close the door to your brother's room when we retire there."

"You're going to have sex with him?" my sister asked, shocked.

"Yes, sweetie. I need to have an orgasm before the night ends, and judging by how he moans when he masturbates, he can probably give me a very good one. Haven't you ever wondered how good your brother is in bed?"

By this time, mom had started to stroke my cock. My sister was about to open her mouth in protest when our mom continued.

"It might do you some good to join us. What do you say, Jimmy? Should Amanda come and join us?"

My head was thrown back, eyes closed, and I managed to hiss out, "yesssss."

"Come on, Amanda, honey. It's only sex."

My mother then stopped speaking and took my cock back in her mouth. I started to moan again as loud as before. I don't know how much time passed, but eventually Amanda had decided to join us. I opened my eyes and looked down. Amanda was sitting next to Mom, not knowing what to do, I guessed. Then, she started to undo the buttons on Mom's nightgown, exposing her bare breasts. She rubbed one of Mom's breasts before pinching her nipple. Mom jumped and moaned around my cock. When Amanda started working on the other breast, Mom stopped sucking me off, and stood up, bringing Amanda to her feet also.

Mom slipped out of her nightgown and then started to take off Amanda's nightshirt. I took this as a cue, and stripped off the T-shirt I had on, also. Then Mom peeled off Amanda's panties and I peeled off Mom's. We stood there, completely naked and facing one another. Mom leaned over and kissed Amanda on the lips, her hand going to one of Amanda's breasts and returning the favour. I leaned in and kissed Amanda on the neck, letting one of my hands go between her legs. I used to have dreams about finger fucking my sister, and I wanted to fulfill that desire now that she was in front of me. I worried at first that she might be a virgin, and that I wouldn't be able to run my fingers in and out of her.

Mom sucked on Amanda's nipples, making the nubs on her barely C's stick straight out. I, meanwhile, slipped a finger easily into Amanda's cunt, confirming that she wasn't a virgin anymore. Amanda began to breathe hard and to moan out. We weren't at that for long before Mom bit her nipple, and Amanda cried out. We all stopped at that, but none of us looked like we wanted to stop at all.

"Let's move to a bedroom," Mom finally said.

We went to my room. I had the queen-sized bed, larger than the full-size mattresses that Mom and Amanda slept on. Mom and Amanda slid onto the bed first. Amanda and I weren't sure what position to get into when Mom laid on her back and made Amanda straddle her face. Mom then started eating Amanda's pussy out, making Amanda moan. I got up to the edge of the bed and took Amanda's breasts in my hands. For years, I had wanted to squeeze those beautiful breasts, especially when I would see Amanda walk around in only a bra. Now here I was, rubbing them and pinching her nipples, Amanda's hands cupped under mine, leading my hands where to squeeze and rub.

I then made Amanda lean forward and put my cock into her mouth. She did her best to suck me, but she was going crazy, moaning from Mom's lapping at her cunt. Finally, I was so aroused, that I pulled out of Amanda's mouth and pulled her off of Mom. I laid myself down onto the bed and pulled Mom on top of me, guiding my cock into her cunt with my hand.

"Okay, Mom. Ride me until you get that orgasm you've been dying to have."

It felt so good having my Mom on my cock. I especially enjoyed watching her full C cups, tanned golden, bounce up and down as my mom fucked me. She moaned at first, but then started calling out my name as she fucked me faster. After being sucked and tugged on so much, I didn't last long, especially with Mom's pussy muscles working on me.

"I'm gonna cum, Mom," I managed to call out.

"No. Please, not yet," Mom moaned out.

At this, Amanda, who had been lying right next to me, masturbating, got up, sitting herself behind Mom. Her hands ran all over the front of her body, down her shoulders, over her breasts and stomach, and finally down to her thighs. Amanda's fingers started to rub Mom's clit, trying to bring her off.

"Oh! Oh God! That's it, honey. Both of you, bring me off!"

Mom's cries got louder and louder, making me buck up into her. We fucked faster and faster, and I couldn't hold on any longer. I shot my load up into my Mom, nearly screaming out. I continued to pump into her as I let wad after wad out. Before I finished, Mom got hers.

"Oh God! Oh Yes! Here it comes!"

If I nearly screamed, she did scream. She moaned out mine and Amanda's name. I stayed in her until her orgasm subsided, and then we all lay together, Mom between Amanda and I. I turned towards Mom and absently teased her nipple while Amanda gently fingered her, bring up her fingers every now and then to taste the combined juices of me and Mom.

I said; "This could be the start of something wonderful."