“MMMmmm child, do you still love your mother?” I hotly whispered into his ear.

“Oh definitely – I LOVE YOU Mom … I’ve always loved you … more than you could possibly know!” he lifted slightly off of my chest to look me right in the eye as he almost silent mouthed the words.

As he slowly settled his weight back onto me, a tear of extreme pleasure rolled down my cheek as I felt his monster cock stir once again in my womb. His words touched deeply in my soul as he began to thrust ever so slowly into my incredible slick very tight cunt. His father generally worked me over quite feverishly with his 7 ½ -inch cock ever week he was home but as always I never quite felt the magic.

“MMMmmmm – ohhhhhh Mom, your so tight … are all girls this tight?” he kind of mumbled almost a growl between increasingly harder thrusts that made the old matrimonial head board thump against the wall.

“OOOOOHHH uuuuuuuuumm Ggggggggrrr – OHHHH” his sizzling hot cum splashed against the walls of my uterus (one – two – four – seven – nine streams OMG he wants his off-spring in my belly really bad) 

I started awake! I was alone. I lay there wondering … was it a pain killer induced dream?

I think not – my belly hurt deep inside, my pussy was sore and soaking, my ass was laying in a very gooey mess. What time was it – oh god, my daughter could be home! I smiled; it was real! My son just FUCKED his mother, the slut – really well!

My eyes flipped open as he sat beside me on the bed, “I’m FANTASTIC son and you can hurt me or do what ever you like to me anytime you want …” as his hand slowly encased my bare breast in youthful exploration.

“38 C – son, do you really like them … would you like to suck your Slut’s tits…” I asked in a seductive tone.

“I would love to … will you teach me everything I should know … to please you?” he replied in exasperation or anticipation.

“I will, I will … but first take your slut to the bathroom …” I replied enthusiastically yet begging.

“Ok – do I get to play while you go …” he asked shyly in barely an audible voice.

“Son, I’m yours – you can do anything you want to …” I repeated in my best seductive voice.

As I sat on the toilet my thighs widened automatically so my young lover could play; his hand worked its way easily into place cupping my cunt, his thumb brushing my tingling clit. “Mom – you can go when you want to …” he whispered as he knelt beside me.

“Do you like it when Mommy goes pee …” I asked looking at him.

“Yeah – I like everything … I love the taste of you mom, ever since I been a little guy …” he shyly stated with a blushing leer.

“Richard, you just tasted mommy just this morning – bare hours ago …” I replied somewhat shocked.

“No, I’ve tasted you a few times mom – I really have …” he blushed deeply as he spoke somewhat enthusiastically. He guided his finger into my seeping gash as my urine flow splashed across his cupped hand and he began to finger-fuck his mother (god he makes me into a sex crazed bitch). I let him work my sore cunt, thinking how I could question him to learn more.

“Does mommy’s lover want to take her back to bed and play with his slut …” I batted my eyelashes as I cooed out the words. (He nodded enthusiastically)

He guided me back to bed without wiping my beaver all the while he fingered me continuously, gently sat me down on the bed and leaned me back placing a pillow behind me. I knew my son was about to eat me to his hearts content. He knelt on the floor before his spread mother and began to feast.

 “Ummm ohhhh son, my lover … do you like mommy’s unclean cunt … ummmmm ahhhhh…” I breathed feeling the surrender of my horny lust fall away with each loving lick he did to me. “Sweet child … ummmm … tell mommy all the times … ohhhh, everyone of them that you tasted mommy … pleaseeeeee … tell mommy … mommy wants to become incredibly hot for you … I need to know to teach you …” I whined passionately between the sensual ohhhs and ahhhs trembling from my loins.

As he sucked my swollen (and tender) pussy lips and feasted on my engorged (again tender) clit

and in-between several intense orgasms he told me the following. As a child I’d allow him to play hide and seek while I lay in bed (often in skimpy erotic clothes or nothing) he especially liked it when I had just been ridden hard by his father or how he crept in to our room during the night (or while we’d been occupied) to smell and taste my panties. How he often dreamt of me and most exciting was how he had stolen my panties on his fathers last visit home (apparently creamy with cum) and for the first time lay face down on his bed pretending to ride me as he smelt my panties, the result was his first masturbation (I guess) that I had been sniffing and trying to taste when I fell down the stairs.

That was enough; I was wildly stimulated (the little bugger could eat pussy much better than my husband) I needed his horse cock in me again. “Ohhh – Sweet child, climb on mommy … fuck your slut … rape your mother (I noticed he’d get rather excited with that word, his breathing caught in his throat) … RAPE me, put your baby in mommy …” I begged like a slut in a growling sensual voice.

Oh wow – he rather lunged onto me as I tried desperately to wiggle my ass back further onto the bed managing in my awkward state one leg partially dangling over the bed while the other savagely forced wider as my son pushed himself between my thighs.

“Ummmm mom – I want you so bad, the way you talk …” and with some brute force, worked his swollen almost purple horse cock against my well glistening fuck-hole.

(he’d forcefully sank the rest into me – my belly hurt deep inside) … FUCK me son, fuck mommy good (I knew I had him … his 3^rd vagina fuck and he was insatiable, almost savage) … Ohhh YES do your slut … take me … (I was slipping over the edge again, helpless without my arms, at his mercy) … Show mommy how bad you want to … OUUUUUeeeeeeeIIIII ouccchh ouccchhh  me …” (his monster cock again pushed itself roughly into my uterus with one knee bent foot flat on the bed he jack-hammered into me with more force than ever, I was being bounced on my own bed) “Rape me … oh Rape me please … force you seed into your mother … ouccchh ouccchhh (his cock was well within my uterus and I wanted his seed … orgasms swept me in blinding flashes of light, my son was an animal on me as he hungered for his own release)

“Take my baby mom … ” was all he said jamming deeper into my sloppy cunt. Then I felt it – his hot jism whitewashing my uterus walls as he kept pumping his seed, my belly swelled up – it now squirted out and around back past our entwined sex organs squishing out and down the crack of my ass with each of his pulsating thrusts.

Needless to say the afterglow and aroma of sex permeated the bedroom as his lay on my belly. It time he whispered, “Mom – What will dad say … especially if I made you … well have my baby …?”

“Mom, how long before we know if you are pregnant? And what should we do – about daily things?” he persisted.

“For sure in 6-weeks but I can try one of those early readers at 4-weeks and we will do what we want every day – what do you want son?” my heart in my throat, afraid he’d reject our situation.

“I want to … well you know … and learn how to please you … ” he mumbled into my belly button.

“Richard! What exactly do you want to do with mommy – tell me …?” I begged firmly.

As I stood in my bathroom awaiting the hot soothing bath that was running, I wondered if I could control my innocent son’s hungry need to rape me but most I was enjoying his attention kneeling between my spread legs as he sucked on my swollen (hell by the feel of it must be 2-inches and as thick as my baby finger) … ohhhh god, this little bugger can sure eat a battered pussy well!

From deeper in the house came the rough closing of the front door, “Damn … Monica’s home early!”

“I’m naked mom – the bed is messed – she’ll tell dad – ohh jeeeez mom, I want you so bad!” my innocent lover said it all in the time it takes to take a breath.

“Get me into the tub and throw on just your pants then hurry back in here and begin washing my back ...” I snapped.

He quickly got back into the bathroom kneeling beside the tub began to wash my back just as a voice called from the bedroom, “Mom, you here …?” called my daughter.

“In here Monica – your just in time to save me from the clumsy attempts of your brother …” I called cheerfully.

Monica peeked around the corner of the door jam and began laughing hysterically, “Ritchie … I think your suppose to look … your missing mom’s back … I’ll do it!” boldly walking in taking the face cloth from my shy lover who had his head lowered into his free arm to hide his eyes (supposedly from my nakedness).

“I’m sorry mom, I tried …” and slipped quietly from the bathroom.

Monica took over, doing a very good job (she’d make a great nurse) of scrubbing me all over, spending long agonizing seconds lifting my boobs as she paid close attention to my erect nipples. Her touch lightened as she washed my belly then very sullenly lifted one leg scrubbing it good then placing it in a bent knee position as she did the same to the other. Her attention to my breasts and now to my battered used twat with its engorged clit drew her gentlest touch as smiled; my breathing quickened with deep catches of rapid intake of air as she brushed my clit. She leaned close to my ear, “Does that feel good mom” she whispered. (All I could do was nod my head in the affirmative.) I could not believe my ears or the intense feeling of sensual pleasure that Monica was causing in me, I couldn’t help but think to my self that I was one horny slut; I took my teenage son’s cherry and now literally letting my barely teenaged daughter please me. Her fingers and hand played with my cunt like a pro lesbian. Again she leaned in to my ear as I was just entering a tingling orgasm, “So – was Ritchie any good, can he please a woman or do you need my help too …” OMG –  my eyes flicked open looking at my daughter just as an orgasmic wave struck me as she inserted her middle finger in my cunt.

Alright, I can sense your irritation from here so I'll get you hooked by telling you that this story recounts my sexual experiences with a rather....young girl. She was a fully willing participant, I assure you, and she was a treasure to be sure. I defy any of you to resist that ivory complexion, the dark ringlets of silky hair, those radiant green eyes, and blossoming figure. Everything about her was breathtaking, she had an almost regal beauty for someone her age, most people would expect the appeal to be that she WAS childish. That's not the case, I was...and am attracted to her quiet sensuality, her intelligence and maturity for one so young, and her presence. I have no choice but to label myself that foul, hateful word...pedophile...she's only 12 years old, and only just. She was 11 when we started.

Alright, I'm going to get ahead of myself if I don't watch it. I should start with me, I suppose, seeing as the imagery in these stories tends to be kind of important. Now no one believes me when I tell people what I look like over the internet for some reason. I guess separate the pieces don't look so bad, but I assure you that I am by no means any sort of prize. I'm hardly the kind of person you would look twice at...except maybe for one factor. My height. I'm 6'8"...see, you don't believe me, do you? Well I am, and to top it all off I have attention-grabbing red hair. My eyes always seem to be squinting and people say that I always look angry. My head is more square shaped than most people's because my jaw and chin are somewhat more pronounced than the average man's. Also, I hate telling you this, but I have big lips...sort of. Most people have a smaller upper lip than a lower lip....not the case for me. I suppose it's not too noticeable, but I can't help hating it.

I'm the artist type, so I'm constantly sitting in my room drawing something or other, or occasionally I'll try my hand at writing, just for a change of pace. As is the case for this piece, although I don't usually write auto-biographical stuff....it makes me somewhat uncomfortable. That should do, I think, you have fair idea of who I am, and I'm sure that the general tone of this piece will give you some insight as to how my twisted little head works.

I had been watching her for quite some time, I had never considered actually doing anything to the girl. My morals were still that much intact at that point. Aside from that, to force myself on such a creature would have been a crime...and I don't just mean in the literal sense. She would often ride her bike past my house, wearing tight little shorts that gave me a wonderful visual of those silky thighs pumping up and down as she pedaled around the street. Sometimes she would even wear skirts that rode up around her hips while she rode. I used to watch her every single day as she rode around the street. Most times I couldn't resist grabbing hold of my weapon and rubbing myself furiously while I watched her. This went on for some time, me watching her and getting myself off alone. It wasn't until about 8 months ago that things started to develop between us.

I was sitting at the computer, shamefully looking at some pictures of girls around her age. I feel somewhat embarassed, as at this point I hadn't known her name. She was merely a body to me then. I remember seeing her riding up the street past the front yard to mine and my parents' house. I had watched her do this many times, and it seemed like she was going slower than normally, I knew something was different about that day when I saw her face. She had a bashful look on her face and I couldn't tell from where I was, but I think she might have been blushing slightly. I leaned closer to the window, turning off the computer monitor and pulling my fully erect member from my jeans. It gets to a point where it's hard work extracting that thing from one's pants, and I remember having that little problem as I tried to fish my throbbing cock from my jeans. I finally managed to extract it and lightly began stroking it as I watched her. She rode right past my house, I noticed she was in her shortest white skirt, my favorite one. It showed off most of her pale legs and hips, as it rode up further and further she appeared not to notice.

When she was just about right in front of my window her bike fell over sideways. I stood up, alarmed, about to rush out to see if she was alright. It was a good thing I didn't, I almost certainly would have run out with my manhood waving around. I'm just that forgetful. It was awestruck by the sight I saw, and I felt compelled to stroke myself harder than ever. She was laying with her tiny little butt facing me, and her skirt had ridden all the way up. The most amazing thing, however, was that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I was presented the sight of two of the most glorious preteen globes of flesh capping two very lovely legs that were currently splayed out on the pavement in an almost submissive way. It took me a while for me to lift my eyes to her face but when I finally did look I noticed with no small amount of horror that she was looking at me with a coy smile on her little face.

I must have done a triple take upon seeing her, for she let out a small giggle and finally managed to stand back up. She began walking her bicycle back down the street where she had come, but before she disappeared from sight she gave me a small little smile and a wave. It took me several minutes to pull my jaw off the floor and regain some form of composure. I couldn't believe what had just transpired. An exhibitionist 11 year old seemed almost unthinkable at that point in my life. I knew then that I had to pursue this further. I think that some part of me knew that I was headed down a road that there was no turning back from, but I honestly didn't care.

The next day she was there again, this time in a pair of skimpy cotton shorts that clung to her curvacious bottom in a most appealing way. I stood right in the window so that she could easily see me, with my member out and pointing directly at her surprised face. I merely smiled as I took my member in my hand and began pumping up and down on the throbbing shaft. She eyed my reproductive organ for a few moments before suddenly seeming to come to her senses she rode back the way she had came. Her face was an interesting hue of red.

I was furious, and I silently cursed myself for scaring her off by acting too fast. I decided to at least wait until the next day before I started damning myself.

She didn't come.

I cursed myself. I had blown it already, just by acting too fast I had ruined what might have become a very interesting relationship with the mysterious girl down the street. I couldn't concentrate at college, my paintings looked like shit and I knew it. My mind was constantly wandering back to the girl.

It went on like that for a week or more, there was no sign of her. I was certain that I would never see her again, and my little ritual of self-manipulation was forever thrown off now that I was missing my little angel. I remember driving my car home from college one day to see her riding her bike down the street, heading towards my car. My heart started beating faster merely by looking at her, I couldn't believe how much I loved just seeing her. When I got close enough I waved...almost bashfully. I let out a visible and audible sigh of relief when she not only returned the wave but flashed me an adorable little smile.

I beamed back at her before passing and pulled into my driveway. When I walked up to my front door I noticed a small slip of paper sitting nestled in between the screen door and the doorframe. I opened the folded piece of paper to see her beautiful flowing writing, it was almost elegant and far more developed than was normal for a girl her age. It simply read.

"I've been thinking about you. Can we talk?"

There was also a phone number scrawled on the bottom of the page. I only assumed and hoped it was hers.

I regarded the note without a word for a few moments before finally looking up the street. A silly grin broke my face near in two as I headed inside. I could scarcely wait to call her. I didn't bother with the whole dating game, phone tag bullshit where the one who receives the number is supposed to wait X number of days to keep Y% of their diginity. That was just a silly formality and a pretense, I wanted to talk to her now and I wanted her to know that I wanted to talk to her. I gave her enough time to get home...or what I assumed was enough time, before I dialed the number.

So there I was, standing in the middle of my dark living room with a phone clutched in my sweaty hand. Each ring brought me that much closer to a heart attack. I felt like I was calling to ask the most popular girl in school out on a date or something. This was idiotic, here I am, a college freshman, getting nervous calling an 11 year old girl....I repeated that in my head but it didn't help any, I remained as nervous and twitchy as ever.

After what seemed an eternity of eternities she answered the phone. I knew it was her just by the sound, it was exactly what I had expected from my little angel. Clear and high and sweet like a silver bell. I only smiled at her shy "h-hello?"

I drew a little bit of solace from the fact that she was as nervous as I was. I managed to find my breath and get out a small, "hello"

So there we were on opposite ends of the phone, neither one of us really knew what to say to the other for a few moments so I decided to break the ice a little.

"Look, I'm sorry about scaring you."

"Oh no, I...I liked it..."

I laughed slightly, "I liked watching you, too. You're very pretty."

She gave a small, girlish laugh and replied shyly, "Thank you."

"So can I know your name? Mine's Joe." I said with some growing confidence.

"I'm Alice." She replied quickly. There was a long silence between us, and then she spoke up again. "Look, I know you've been watching me...and actually, I knew that you were for a long time. I've...I've seen you around and I've been thinking about you a lot and..." She cut herself off, she sounded so desperate and shy and panicked. "I was wondering if we could meet? I really want to meet you..."

I didn't reply right away, because a part of me knew that she was a naive young girl and could have been getting herself into a lot of trouble pursuing an older guy like this. I wasn't the wrong type of guy, I didn't think, but then any guy has to wonder if they're entertaining the thought of having sex with a very young girl. My instinct finally won out over my conscience and I said. "How about now?"

She gasped audibly in surprise or glee, I couldn't tell. There was definitely the hint of a squeal in there somewhere. I only managed a grin.

"Okay!" She finally said happily, "My dad won't be home for another hour so I have time."

"Mine won't be back the rest of the night, so why not come over here?"

"Okay!" She said again.

I smiled, "Alice, I feel like I should warn you against this. I mean, you're going to go to my house when you know full well what my tastes in women are."

She only laughed and hung up the phone. I was giddy with excitement as I stared expectantly out my window. It wasn't long before I saw her in her white skirt and a dark green shirt that clung to her small torso. She was fairly racing down the street, her wavy brown hair flew out behind her head as she rode right up to my front door and knocked, her smile never left her face.

I greeted her my own silly grin and let her inside the house with me. I made sure that no one saw us enter the house together and closed the door behind us. I turned on a few lights so that I could more properly see her. She was a vision with that shy little grin on her face, standing there with her arms folded in front of her, her beautiful green eyes roaming all over the place as she nervously looked around the room. I took a seat on the only suitable piece of furniture in the room, a small leather loveseat, and indicated that she come sit next to me. She did so with only a moment's hesitation.

"What do you say we skip all the pretenses and just be honest as to our intentions?" I said with a grin. She looked nervously at me but grinned back, "I know this is kind of a weird situation....for both of us....but I've been thinking about you a lot for a long time now."

"I know, I....I've been thinking about you and..." She looked down and blushed furiously.

I smiled, "I think I know what you've been doing." I said with a grin, "you've been doing what I was doing when I looked at you."

She only nodded a little, blushing even deeper.

"It's alright, that's why we're here, because we like the eachother. I know you know a little about this stuff now, and what two adults do when they like eachother."

She looked up at me and nodded, and I reached around her waist with one arm and pulled her tiny form closer to mine. She didn't resist at all but instead nestled herself slightly against my hip as I looked directly into her eyes. "I know that some people would think of this as wrong, but I've liked you for a long time now and I can't stop myself any longer."

She only nodded slightly in response, "I...I don't want you to.....to stop yourself." She said breathlessly.

I lowered my head to hers and planted a kiss on her small lips, she rose to meet it and kissed back. I felt her mouth open slightly and I did the same, her small tongue slid into my mouth as I moved against her, pressing her down into the bottom cushion as I leaned over her, the kiss between us grew more passionate, our breathing escalating and growing louder and more ragged.

I placed a hand on her knee and slowly began sliding my hand up her thigh, she only responded by spreading her legs to give me more access to her most sacred areas.

Now I don't know what any of you think, but to have a young girl submissively giving herself to you at such a tender age has got to be one of the most erotic things I have ever had the pleasure to witness. She must have been reacting on pure instinct during those first few wild moments. I remember pulling away from the kiss as my hand neared it's final destination to see her eyes half closed and glazed over with lust as I'm sure mine must have been. I felt the heat from her as I finally placed my hand on her soft and delicate mound, feeling the depression between her lips and pressing my finger slightly into it. She gasped and actually pulled my head back down to hers to meet in a kiss. Our tongues wrapped around eachother and explored the other with unrelenting passion as I began a steady rhythm on her mound. I merely rubbed my hand in slow circles against the dampening crotch of her panties.

I pulled away from the kiss again, much to her displeasure. I assured her, however, that I was going to need my mouth for something much better. She seemed to understand better than a girl her age should, and she only looked up at me with trusting eyes as I reached to the bottom of her shirt and drew it up over her head.

I cannot express in words the beauty of those budding breasts. I can only do the best I can with what little I have, needless to say they were my idea of perfect. Two small hints of breasts only just beginning to sprout from her perfect torso above a slightly round tummy. I slid my hand up her stomach and slid it over her incredibly soft and yielding breast. I gently kneaded the fleshy mound, feeling her hard pink nipple pressing into my palm. Her mouth hung open slightly as she silently watched my ministrations on her body. I gently took her nipple in between my thumb and forefinger and pinched it slightly.

"Ow!" she yelled quickly, but quickly her yells became the faintest of whispers as she whispered to herself, "ow......ow.....uhnn...ow...." in a never-ending series of lust filled remarks. She closed her eyes completely and reared her head back as I gently twisted her tiny little nubbin in my large fingers. She was totally engrossed in the sensation, and only lifted her cute little butt for me when I pulled her skirt down her small legs. She was wearing the cutest little pair of green panties, and I merely admired these for a moment before peeling them off her.

I simply love the way panties come off a girl's pussy, how the crotch always seems to be the very last part to finally come away. Perhaps it was the dampened state of Alice's mound but for whatever reason I was treated to that wonderful little show where I watched more and more of her beautiful navel reveal itself to me until the crotch of her panties pulled away, revealing her bald and beautiful little slit. I tossed her panties aside and had to admire the wonderful craftsmanship of this creature beneath me. If god exhisted, he must have been an artist. That little hairless mound, blushing pink and spread invitingly, with the merest hint of pink flesh glistening underneath and her small little clit, already quite firm and peering out from between her fleshy lips.

I lowered my mouth to her mound, wanting only to bring her pleasure at this moment. To feel her and hear her as she came for me. She lay back on the couch, her legs spread wide, as I let my tongue slide slowly up from the bottom of her slit to the top, pressing in between her labia and tasting her and finally ending on her clit, running my tongue in slow circles around it. She moaned out loud, a high, girlish noise, and placed her small hands on the back of my head. I repeated the process, licking slowly upwards and eventually settling in to a rhythmic tonguing of her pussy, paying her tiny engorged clit the most attention as I took it between my lips, and even my teeth, nibbling slightly on it, much to her surprise. She gasped as I nibbled gently on her clit, finally murmuring "harder" to me in a breathy voice. I obliged, biting down the slightest bit harder on her clit, causing her no small amount of pain as I bit down slightly.

"Owww." She groaned lustily and spread her legs even further for me. I moved my hand down that wonderfully flat tummy of hers, pressing one finger inside of her. At this point she was too far gone to protest to anything I might do to her. I pushed two fingers inside of her, reveling in the feel of her slick walls contracting around me. I had only pushed them in to the first knuckle so as not to hurt her. She only squealed slightly as I began to slowly press my fingers into her, I kept biting down on her tiny clit, occasionally giving her labia or clit a quick nip. The girl had a masochistic streak, because she would howl out "owww," and groan and grind her damp pussy onto my mouth, obviously hoping for more attention from my teeth.

I slid my fingers in and out, pressing slightly deeper each time, feeling her beginning to subconsciously thrust back on my fingers, grinding her hips onto me and arching her back. I felt her most sacred barrier resisting me, and I knew she didn't notice at all, not in her severely heightened state of arousal. I knew that I would have to time this right in order for her to permit me to do it. I kept my fingers inside of her as I positioned myself at her holy gate. I fished my throbbin member out of my pants. She opened her eyes and looked at my throbbing cock with a mixture of lust, anticipation, and fear.

Another thing that most people don't believe about me when I tell them online, is that my penis is 9 inches long when aroused. Keeping in mind that I am 6'8" it doesn't seem that unbelievable. Choose to believe or not, at the very least for the purposes of the story, try to imagine what the poor girl was willing to go through to please me and her.

Tendrils of clear pre-cum oozed down onto her navel, collecting in tiny little pools. I placed my cock head at the entrance, she looked at it with her eyes half closed. "Do it." She whispered, "I want you to do it to me, Joe."

That was more than enough for me, I began to slowly push into her. My cock head spread her pussy lips obscenely, and she chewed on her lower lip, watching as I penetrated her for the first time. She winced slightly as I inched deeper into her, her muscles tightening around me rhythmically as I invaded her depths. I pushed warmly, wetly into her until I felt her hymen. I looked down at her with tenderness in my eyes, and she returned the look and gave me the slightest of nods. I knelt down and kissed her passionately as I pressed against her hymen. She kissed back passionately, her tongue fighting with mine. She began to let out high pitched squeals of pain as I increased the pressure, but she never stopped kissing even when I finally tore through her hymen, pushing forward another three inches into her.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, her mouth open in a frozen scream, her breathing coming in shallow breaths and a few tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes.

"Alice...are you alright?" I asked, looking down at her and the blood leaking down around my shaft. Her only response was a nod and a "please"

I took her meaning and continued pushing into her, feeling more and more of her take me inside of her as I explored deep within her. Her vaginal walls contracted against me as I further invaded her.

"deep." she gasped as I continued pushing in, "is it all in?" she asked me with a hint of desperation in her voice. I continued pushing deeper within her wordlessly, I had about three inches left to go, and when she lifted her head and looked down at what was left she started breathing harder and looking up at the ceiling. "Finish it." she moaned.

I nodded and with one quick, savage thrust, finished pushing inside of her. I was now fully immersed and inside of her as she lay there, gasping. Her beautiful chest heaved as she got used to being filled. I allowed her to get used to it for a few more moments and finally began pulling out slightly. She let out a desperate "No!" but then moaned loudly when I pushed back in. I slowly pulled out of her and pushed back in, beginning a slow rhythm inside of her.

It didn't take her long to start responding and automatically thrusting her tiny hips back up at me as my thick pole slid in and out of her. Her hairless pussy swallowed me up whole as I moved slowly in and out of her, I pulled out almost all the way and plunged back, deep within her. Each inward thrust bringing the head of my cock against her cervix. I moved in and out of her, increasing my tempo as my orgasm began to build. It was indescribably tight inside of her and it felt like she was squeezing the blood out of my cock as she began approaching her own orgasm. I wanted us to come together more than anything as I began speed up even more in and out of her. The noise of my powerful thrusts filled the room. They were the obscene squelching noises that seemed to fit better in a pornographic video than in our situation, but the two of us were too fargone to care about such trivial matters as we both peaked together, her contracting wildly around my weapon and seemingly sucking me deeper into her and me erupting in a powerful tide of thick, white cum.

The two of us were sweating profusely now, and as I flipped her tiny nude form so that she was resting on top of me, I gently caressed her buttox. "Don't pull out yet," she whispered as she nuzzled against me. I only nodded and kissed her forehead softly as I felt myself gradually softening inside of her.

We lay like that for God knows how long, both of us enjoying being in eachother's presence and reveling in the scent of the other, of the feel of it. It was the first time we lay together, but we both knew that it wouldn't be the last. I finally withdrew my soft tool from her pussy, releasing a veritable flood of our mixed cum and trace amounts of her blood.

"When can I see you like this again?" Alice asked me softly, staring into my eyes as her head rested on my chest.

I smiled at her warmly and planted a soft wet kiss on her lips, the merest hint of our tongues pressing against eachother as we lay like that. "Whenever we want, my parents are going out of town this weekend." I said. She smiled back at me, "I can say I'm going to a friend's house for the weekend." She said mischeviously. I grinned back at her, the prospects of what could happen with an entire weekend with her were simply dazzling.

I finally sent her home, Lord knows how distraught she must have been with my dried cum staining the inside of her thigh and filling her up. I only smiled as he gave me a final wave, disappearing from my sight.

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I had been keeping a secret, not just my crush on Sarah. I had been saving up money to buy a motorcycle; a cruiser. Tom use to have one when he first met Sarah, but sold it when Sarah got pregnant with Tracy. Sarah loved riding on motorcycles and told me many stories about the rides Tom took her on. Some of the rides that she told me about, I had to pry out the juicy details which embarrassed her at first, but eventually she gave up the cock hardening details. Like I said, we were always very close.

When I came home with the bike Sarah was ecstatic about it. Tom and Tracy was happy for me too, but Sarah was literally jumping up and down. I knew she would be happy, but she was really excited.

Sarah hopped on the back and we went cruising. We road about thirty miles south to the rural area, and she started giving me directions. We went off road to a wooded area where a small stream emptied into a secluded pond. It was very nice and quiet.

Sarah took off her socks and sneaker, and stood in the cool shallow water. “This is where I lost my virginity,” giggling and biting down on her bottom lip like a school girl.

There was something in the way that she looked at the water that told me that she wanted to jump in. “Go ahead. Take a dip,” I told her walking down to the water’s edge.

Sarah wiggled out of her skin tight jeans taking her panties off with them, and then she pulled off her tank-top and bra. She looked back at me giggling like a teenager and drove right in.

My jaw nearly hit the ground. Like I said, Sarah is one of those women that everyone wants to fuck. It seemed as if I had been trying to see her naked my entire life and the closest that I have gotten is seeing the print of her braless tits through her night gown. She looked like she tanned naked and her skin looked smooth as butter. Needless to say, my cock jumped to attention.

“It feels great! Come on in!” she called to me. She dove under water and her smooth ass rose out the water.

The water was crystal clear and I could see her swimming under it. I stripped out of my clothes and dove in after her. I had wanted a good look at her and there was no way that I was going to pass up this chance.

It turned out to be a game of chase. Sarah is a very good swimmer and had taught me to swim. I caught up with her and pushed her head under, and then she chased me doing the same thing. We splashed and swam from one end to the other under water, and raced. I took every opportunity to examine her entire body including her completely shaved pussy which made me even harder as if it was possible.

She must have seen the desperate horniness in my eyes because she started splashing me as I got closer to her. She took off under the water and I gave chase. I got my hand to her ass and she swam faster away. I kept reaching and grabbing at her as she laughed and splashed. I went under getting my head between her legs and my mouth on her pussy. She pushed against me, but not enough to really get away. In the spirit of fun, I released her coming up for air. She continued splashing me, so I swam away and she gave chase.

Sarah caught my by my cock. “I got you now,” she laughed holding me firmly. She went under and took my cock in her mouth.

I felt the head of my cock in her throat. She came up splashed me and swam away. I gave a hard chase then and tackled her as she reached the shallow end. She turned over backing out of the water as I climbed on top of her. She was laughing hysterically the whole time as I came up between her legs and covered one of her nipples with my mouth.

I felt like a horny animal. My cock slid right up into her wet cunt and she spread her legs wide kicking her feet up in the air. Her laughter turned to low moans as I grunted out my hard thrusts into her pussy. She brought her feet down and met my thrust with her own.

Sarah went from holding my head down on her nipples to digging her fingernails into my back. It was as animal as sex could get between two human beings. My thrust pushed her up onto the tall soft grass.

“Yes!” she screamed out at the top of her lungs.

I felt her body go into almost spasms and figured that she had reached her climax. I grunted pumping my cum into her as she squeezed me very tight. It felt like our orgasms had fused us together.

Sarah started laughing again as I rolled over next to her on the grass. My dick was still hard, but shrinking slowly.

“Thank you,” she said “It’s been some many years since I’ve swam here.” She looked down at my dick and started laughing again. “…and got screwed here.” She fell back on the grass laughing hard again. “I can still get pregnant. Wouldn’t that be something?” She thought and laughed again. “Tom was fixed after you were born, since even condoms couldn’t stop me from getting pregnant with you and Tracy.” She reached over and took hold of my cock. “It’s a bit thicker and longer than Tom’s. No wonder I came so hard.” She laughed and drifted back off in thought.

Nothing crossed my mind made me care about anything other than how glad I was that we fucked good and hard, and the feel of her stroking my dick. “I’ve wanted this like forever,” I confessed.

She chuckled. “Honey, that’s no secret,” she said. “You just got me at the right time. I knew what was going to happen as soon as I decided to bring you here. And it was great, by the way.”

“So, you brought me here to do this,” I chuckled.

“I guess I did,” she said. She sat up and looked me in the eyes stroking my cock and rubbing my balls. “I decided a while ago to let you have at it on the next opportunity. Of course, if anyone found out about it they would have me committed.”

“No body will ever find out about it,” I said firmly.

She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “I know you wouldn’t tell anyone sweetheart,” she said. “I’m sure that we will start screwing at home and any other place that we can find. It’s like that when you find good sex. We’ll just have to be careful when we are not completely safe and alone.”

Before I could give the danger another thought she had my cock in her hot mouth sucking it like she was in-love with it. She looked up at me and I saw the smile in her eyes taking my cock into her throat.

Sarah came up off my cock and laughed. “I bet you never thought that I could be such a slut, did you?” she said.

“I’ve wacked off plenty of times hearing you and Tom going at it,” I confessed.

“You naughty boy,” she laughed climbing up on my cock.

I immediately grabbed hold of her big boobs as she leaned forward with my cock in her hot pussy. She started slowly and then picked up a wild and intense rhythm grounding herself down on my hard cock. She cried out her moans with abandon. I was encouraged by her outburst and grunted loudly as I came with her.

“I got a feeling that I’m going to end up with your baby inside of me,” she laughed.

We laughed about it, but the idea excited me. We took another dip and dried off in the sun. I felt like I was living out my fantasy. I rolled over on my side staring at her with a big smile on my face, and in a blink I was on top of her pounding her pussy as hard as I could.

Riding back with her tits against my back and her hand squeezing my cock, I felt like the coolest dude on the planet.

Sarah said, “I love you.” She laughed massaging my hard cock.

When we got back Sarah told Tom and Tracy where we went and that we went skinny dipping. She expressed how good of a time that we had, but left out the part about us fucking like animals. Tom and Tracy both showed that they were happy that we had a good time.

Tracy and I sat in the living room watching TV and chatting while Sarah and Tom went to their bedroom. Sarah was loud enough, so that we knew that they were having sex.

Tracy commented on how happy Sarah was about the ride and then she punched my shoulder. I must have been beaming.

“Skinny dipping, huh?” Tracy said chuckling “I bet you enjoyed seeing her naked, did you?”

I looked at her unable to hide my smile. Tracy got up laughing as she headed off to her bedroom. I headed to my bedroom filled with visions of being with Sarah.

Tom passed me and patted me on the shoulder. “Good job,” he said chuckling.

I went on into my room and undress. My cock was throbbing as I laid in the dark thinking about how good it was to have my fantasy of my mom come true. I don’t even remember dozing off, but sometime during the night, I realized that I was not in bed alone. I opened my eyes assessing my surrounding and Sarah put her finger to my lips to hush me. Her hand moved to my cheek and she kissed me passionately. I felt her warm naked body and rolled on top of her.

Sarah bit down on her bottom lip holding back her moans as I drove my cock into her. It was a slow quiet, but very intense fuck. Our bodies strained together as I flooded her cunt with another load of my cum.

I woke the next morning alone. I hit the shower and headed down stairs and found Tracy making herself breakfast.

“Tom and Sarah went to the store, you want some of this?” she said standing at the stove. She had on just a white tank-top and thin white panties which did little to hide her pussy from my staring eyes. For a second, I thought she was asking if I wanted her. Her eyes dropped to my crotch and laughed. “I’m talking about the eggs stupid,” she said as if reading my mind.

I realized that my hard cock was pushing out the front of my shorts. I laughed feeling a little embarrassed. “Sure,” I said laughing and sitting down at the table hiding disposition.

“Sarah said that y’all were going on another ride today, so me and Tom are going up to the falls when they get back,” Tracy said.

“Cool,” I said. My cock started throbbing again thinking of taking Sarah back to the spot. I didn’t realize that I was staring at Tracy, but saw how she had the same figure as Sarah.

“Ok horny boy,” Tracy joked “You’re getting my wet staring at me like that.”

I tried to defend myself, but it only made her tease me more. Tracy was a lot like Sarah and said just about anything that came to her mind.

“I bet you would fuck me if I let you, wouldn’t you?” she taunted me.

“No,” I lied. “You are my sister.” I wouldn’t say that Tracy is beautiful, but she is very sexy pretty much like Sarah.

“You lie,” she laughed. “Your cock is so hard that you can’t see straight. It must have driven you crazy to see Sarah naked. Tom got it out of her that your cock was hard.”

“No it wasn’t,” I lied.

Tracy laughed. “We all know that you got the hots for her Jeff,” she chuckled “You don’t have to be embarrassed.”

I couldn’t believe how transparent I was.

“Tom told Sarah that she should give you some,” Tracy laughed.

“You’re crazy. She’s our mother,” I said trying to defend myself.

“Like that matters,” Tracy said. “I bet you would fuck her in a heart beat just like you would any other girl.”

I was about to try and pretend like a was getting angry when she lifted her shirt up over her tits. My eyes nearly jumped out of my head. They were almost exactly like Sarah’s, but only a little smaller. I stared, hesitated and then jumped up from the table.

“You’re crazy,” I said heading to my bedroom.

Tracy laughed giggling her tits following behind. “You know you want them,” she taunted me.

“Leave me alone,” I said jumping on my bed covering my face with a pillow.

Tracy laughed jumping on top of me. She took her top all the way off and jerked the pillow away from my face. She was right on my hard-on.

“Stop Tracy,” I said “Tom and Sarah will think that we’re doing something.”

“It’ll be a while before they get back,” she said reaching down getting my cock out.

I stared at her.

“Don’t worry. They won’t find out,” she said. She uncovered the crotch of her panties and guided the head of my hard cock into her wet whole. “Damn you’re so big.”

My heart was pounding a mile per minute. Her pussy felt so hot. She worked herself down on it and began moving slowly.

“You can stop pretending,” she said “Tom even said that he can see that you want to fuck me and Sarah. They probably wouldn’t say anything if they did catch us.”

“What makes you say that?” I asked.

“Because Tom said that he don’t blame you and that he thought about fucking me,” she said.

“What!” I replied.

Tracy chuckled. “It could happen, you know?” she said. “I almost did him like this, and just like you, I bet he wouldn’t try to stop me.” She leaned over presenting her tits to me.

I was too horny to pretend to resist any more. I got right into it and Tracy started moaning as we fucked hard. I got her doggie-style and then on her back with her legs on my shoulders. It was scary how she felt as good as Sarah. When I came, I drove my cock as deep as it would go and Sarah’s voice came my head, “I can still get pregnant….wouldn’t that be something.” I strained with the thought of fertilizing a potential egg in Tracy.

Tracy laid next to me and laughed. “I’m not even on birth control,” she chuckled.

“Shit, we can’t let anyone know we did this,” I said.

“I know that stupid,” Tracy chuckled.

“I mean, Tom or Sarah either,” I said seriously.

“I’m not going to tell them. This is just between you and me,” she said getting up. “By the way, it felt really good Jeff.”

“So did you,” I replied smiling.

Tracy smiled back and left me alone in my room. This started to feel real crazy to me. First I fucked my mom and then my older sister. My dick started getting hard again thinking of fucking Sarah again.

When Tom and Sarah got back, Tom and Tracy started packing up the car. It looked like they were going on an over night trip. Sarah helped them get their things together while I got my bike cleaned up in the garage.

Sarah and I hugged Tom and Tracy good bye and wished them a good time. Sarah had on the pink tight knit shorts that showed off her nice ass and made a perfect camel toe in the front. My cock was threatening to burst out of my jeans.

“Shut the garage and come up stairs,” Sarah said when Tom and Tracy headed down the road.

As usual, I did what Sarah told me without question. I rushed up to her bedroom and found her turning down her bed.

“Tom and Tracy won’t be back until tomorrow, so I figured that we could spend the time alone in here,” she said. She put her hands to my face and kissed me gently at first, and then more passionately moving her hands down to open my pants. She knelt down pulling my jeans around my ankles and took my cock in her hot mouth.

My eyes rolled back in my head completely lost in the blowjob. She looked up at me and I could see her smile. Her smile always makes my heart beat faster. She took my cock into her throat and I thought I was going to loose my load on the spot, but it held back allowing me to continue enjoying the blowjob.

Sarah got up and started to undress. I tossed my clothes off and dove between her smooth thighs. I licked, sucked, and pulled at her pussy tongue fucking her cunt and her asshole. She really loved it when I pushed my tongue up her brownie. I got turned around and she rolled on top of me taking my cock. I struggled to concentrate on her cunt as she sucked my so well.

“I want you to cum in me as much as you can,” she said rolling on her back.

We fucked all day and into the night resting a bit to order pizza, but Sarah stayed on her back. I don’t know how many times I came in her, but she sucked my cock in between those times to get me hard again which didn’t take much.

Sarah and I continued fucking up until Tom and Tracy pulled into the drive the next afternoon. Tracy flirted with me a bit when Sarah and Tom wasn’t looking, but she was tried and crashed before Tom and Sarah. I was pretty worn out myself and went to bed soon after Tom and Sarah.

All I could think about is fucking Sarah’s wet pussy. Before sunrise, Sarah slipped in bed with me and we fucked quietly and long enough for me to give her two loads of cum. She laid with me until the alarm clock sounded in her bedroom. I went back to sleep.

Tracy was still asleep when I got up. Tom and Sarah had gone off to work. Knowing that she was still in her bed made me think of the fuck session we had. My hard-on led me up to her bedroom and she woke as I opened the door.

“Come get in bed,” Tracy said rolling on her back and removing her sleeping shirt and panties.

There was no hesitation on my part. I dropped my shorts before I got to her bed and toss off my t-shirt.

“Fuck me good Jeff and cum in me,” she whispered in my ear.

I pounded her good and hard grunting loudly with her moans of pleasure. We stayed in bed screwing until afternoon, before we got up to do our chores. Tracy’s department was the laundry and kitchen while I cleaned the bathrooms and straightened the living room.

“Hey horny boy,” Tracy called to me after we had finished the chores. “Come get you some more of this.”

I dropped what I was doing and chased after her to her bedroom. We fucked up until the time for Tracy to get diner ready. I helped her cook for the first time and got a good blowjob out of the deal.

When Tom and Sarah got home we all eat together and everything seemed normal except that Tom instigated jokes about me staring at Sarah. This lead to Sarah joking about the looks he gives Tracy which then went around into a circle, but I only laughed and kept from stroking my cock at the diner table.

As soon as I got under the covers, Sarah came and joined me. I didn’t give a thought as to if Tom or Tracy might be still awake. We started fucking immediately and she stayed until the alarm clock sounded in her bedroom the next morning.

It became a routine. I fucked Tracy during the day and Sarah slept with me at night. I was in heaven. I found that Tracy like riding on the back of the bike as much as Sarah. On the weekends Sarah and I went to the pond to play and fuck. It was her spot, so I never took Tracy there on rides.

Several months later, Tom and Sarah gathered us together for some big news. Tom looked like a fat cat with a bird in his mouth. Sarah and Tracy were smiling brightly too, and I was beginning to feel like the only one that didn’t know what was going on.

“I am very happy to say that y’all are going to have a little brother or sister…Sarah is pregnant,” Tom said cheerfully.

I could have been knocked over with a feather. He had to know that she wasn’t pregnant by him. Sarah winked her eye at me.

“And more good news,” Tom said taking Tracy’s hand pulling her up off the couch and hugging her. “I’m going to be a grand father. Congratulations honey.”

I felt dizzy. Tracy winked her eye at me.

“Tracy assures me that the father of her baby will cause no problems, so this is a very happy day for me,” Tom said. “I still don’t want the youngsters to make me feel old. I want them to call me Tom.”

Sarah got up and kissed Tom and he filled his hand full of her soft butt-cheek.

“Well Jeff, you won’t be the baby in the house any more. How do you feel about that?” Tom asked me.

“Uh, I’m nineteen years old,” I said.

“You’re going to have to share Sarah with the little one,” he said.

“You’ll have to share Tracy with her baby too,” Sarah said sitting down beside me and putting her arm around my shoulder hugging me tight.

“True,” Tom chuckled.

I was completely baffled. For sure my dad realized that he couldn’t be the father of my mom’s baby. The way Tracy looked at me told me that I was the father of her baby as well.

We celebrated the pregnancies which did give me any time alone with Sarah or Tracy. I felt desperate to talk to both of them alone, but the time didn’t come. That night I went to bed before anyone else. I hoped that Sarah would come to my bed like she had routinely done and figured that I would get my chance to talk to Tracy in the morning.

It was a couple of hours before my mom came and got in bed with me, but she hushed me when I tried to speak.

“Everything is ok,” she whispered softly. “There is nothing to worry about. As far as anyone is concerned, I am carrying Tom’s baby, so let’s not speak of it all.” She indicated to me that she only wanted me to nod which I did.

Sarah got on top of me and we fucked hard but quietly, and we held each other tight as we feel asleep.

I over slept and Sarah was gone when I got up. I understood that she wanted me to act like she was carrying Tom’s child and that would be best for all of us. I checked Tracy’s bedroom and then I heard her down stairs. I got a quick shower before going down to talk to her.

“You were sleeping like a rock this morning,” Tracy said when I came down. “I tried to wake you, but you wouldn’t budge. “I made you breakfast.”

“About the baby,” I started.

Tracy stopped me with her hand. “Jeff, we can’t let anyone know that you are really the father, so I am carrying your niece or nephew….understand,” she said. “It’s funny that me and mom are pregnant at the same time….so much for vasectomies, huh?”

“Yeah,” I said looking down at my plate feeling uncomfortable by Tracy’s stare.

“You…you got mom pregnant, didn’t you?” she said gleaming.

“What are you talking about?” I said.

Tracy started laughing. “I get it,” she said “You’re not saying. That’s ok. I bet you that I can get mom to tell me.”

“Tracy don’t,” I begged her. “Please don’t.”

“So, dad….hmmmm, dad knows,” Tracy said. “He has to know. Sarah don’t go anywhere unless its with him or you….and after all these years he hadn’t gotten her pregnant? Tom is not that stupid. He knows that he isn’t the father.” She laughed.

“Tracy just drop it, ok…please,” I begged.

“Well stud, looks like you’ve been having yourself a great time screwing me and mom,” she joked. “What if I told you that Tom has been sneaking out of mom’s bed every night and sleeping with me?”

I stared at Tracy. She winked at me and it made sense. That’s how Sarah was able to sleep with me every night. That also meant that mom knew that Tom was sleeping with Tracy. “Shit!” I chuckled.

Tracy laughed. “I wonder if they knew that you and I have been screwing?” she asked.

I thought. “I don’t see how, they are gone when we do it,” I said.

“Yeah, but they didn’t even ask who the father of my baby was,” she said. “I just told them that the father won’t be a problem, and Tom didn’t ask if he was the father.”

It all started to make sense to me. I did feel a bit betrayed by mom though. She could have told me that Tom knew that we were screwing. “Maybe they just didn’t want us to know that we were doing it with them?” I said.

“That could be true,” Tracy said “…and all the while they knew about us. Oh, they are so clever.”

“Why spoil it,” I said.

“No, not spoil it, but we can stop hiding,” Tracy said. “If they already know, then why should we break our necks to keep them from catching us.”

It made since to me. We went on with our chores and then went to her bedroom. We started kissing, licking, and sucking, and then we got all into it. We fucked harder than we had ever before. We saw that it was about time for Tom and Sarah to get home, but we continued leaving her bedroom door open insuring that they would see us.

Tracy was on top riding my cock when we heard them come in. We put on more of a dramatic show, moaning and grunting loudly. I could see both of them standing in the doorway, but I didn’t look at them. I guessed that Tracy knew they were there too, because she cried out, “Wooo your cock feels so good!” That pushed me over the top and I started shooting my cum in her. “Fill me with your cum…I’m cuming too!” Tracy cried out. We heard them going down the stairs before we looked. We muffled our laughter and headed for the shower.

I licked and sucked Tracy to another orgasm in the shower and she promptly returned the favor. It was Tracy’s idea for us to pretend like nothing had been going on. We dressed and went down stairs together.

“When did y’all get here?” Tracy said. “I guess we lost track of time.”

I went to Sarah giving her a kiss on the cheek and let my hand slide down to her ass giving it a big squeeze. I knew that both Tom and Tracy saw me, but I acted like they hadn’t. “How was work?” I asked.

“Too long,” Tom said setting the table.

“Let me do that,” Tracy said to Tom moving in front of him. She reached behind her giving his cock a squeeze but let her hand linger as she moved away so that everyone could see, but pretended as if she had gone undetected.

Tom and Sarah were nearly speechless watching the both of us. I could tell Tracy was doing something with her legs, and then I saw Tom jump and figured out that she had her foot to his crotch. I couldn’t just let that go without doing something myself. I reached under the table and lifted Sarah’s skirt up over her knees and began creeping my hand up between her thighs while pretending to hold a normal conversation with Tracy.

“Ok, ok!” Sarah said popping my hand.

Tom exhaled.

“I can’t believe y’all had us sneaking around when y’all knew everything that was going on,” Tracy said.

“Yeah,” I agreed looking at Sarah. “Did y’all really think we would figure it out?”

“We just didn’t know how y’all would react,” Tom said.

“That don’t make any since,” I said “I am sleeping with Sarah and you with Tracy, and me and Tracy sleeping together. What do you mean….how we would react?”

“How you would react to Tom sleeping with Tracy,” Sarah said. “I guess it is kind of silly now, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.”

“Can we please stop with the secrets now?” Tracy said. “You got fixed a long time ago, so there is no way that you could be the father of Sarah’s baby or mine. That means that Jeff is the father of both of our babies, because I only been sleeping with you and him.”

“But that can’t leave this house,” Sarah said.

“But y’all should have said something to us before we figured it out,” I said. “I felt betrayed hiding us from Tom when he already knew about it.”

“I’m sorry sweetheart,” Sarah said putting her hand on mind.

“So what do we do know?” Tom asked.

“We can always swap,” Tracy said “We sleep together at night a week and then Jeff and I sleep together a week and we can swap on weekends.”

It sounded good to me, and it seemed to be a good idea to Tom and Sarah also.

“By the way Jeff,” Tom said patting me on the shoulder. “I’m proud that you knocked both of them up at the same time.”

I was finally able to express how happy I was to get Sarah pregnant and equally as thrilled to have gotten Tracy pregnant too.

“Now you can go get fixed because I’m not having any more babies after this one,” Tracy joked.

I said "Hey Clair why don't you get naked with us and that would make all of us feel more confortable." Mom chimed in and agreed with me. Clair stood up and proceded to strip naked. When I saw her tits and little cunt my cock sprang up again. Mom reached over and took it in her hand and started slowly jacking me off. "Come here and help me" Mom said. Clair got on the bed and Mom took her hand and put it on my now fully hard cock and strted moving her hand up and down. Mom reached over and took one of Clair's tits and started rubbing it.

"Mom, your making me very hot and you said Jim couldn't fuck me so what am I going to do?" Mom pushed her over on the bed and spread her young legs exposing a very little pussy. Then she put her head down and started licking her little cunt up and down. Clair opened up her legs as wide as she could to allow Mom to get full access to her cunt. Mom lifted up her head and said "How did you get that huge cock in such a little pussy?" Mom was on her knees with her ass up in the air. As she went back to working on Clair's little cunt licking and sucking her pushing her tongue as deep into her as she could I went behind her and put my cock head up to Mom's cunt and with one fast lunge drove the full length of my cock into a very wet pussy. Mom groaned and pushed back against my cock. Clair was moaning and pushing her cunt up into Mom's face as she ate her sweet little pussy.

I started pulling out almost all the way then plunging my cock back into Mom's cunt and with each stroke she would moan very loud. "Mom you have a wonderful pussy and I love being a mother fucker"

Here is the picture, Mom has her face buried in my sister's cunt licking and sucking like crazy and sis is bucking and almost screaming about how good it feels, I'm behind mom fucking her pounding her like a jack hammer and she is moaning and trying to shove my cock deeper into her cunt. The feeling was so wonderful feeling my cock plunging into Mom's cunt and watching my sister get her pussy ate.

Sis started screaming, "Mom I'm cumming I'm cumming keep sucking please don't stop Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh." I could feel my balls start to get tight and I knew I was about to blow a load of cum in Mom's pussy, and she was moaning,"Mmmmmmm". I shoved my dick as deep into Mom as I could and let the first jet of cum shoot out. "Oh shit Mom I'm cummmmiiiiiinnnnngggggg, damn that good pussy". With each stroke I would shoot another stream of cum. Mom pulled her face up from my sister's cunt and let out a screaml, "Ohhhhhhhh I'm ggoooooo iinnngggg ttoooooo cummmmmmmm ohhhhhhhh fuck me with that sweet meat pound your mothers pussy shoot your cum in her".

I was exhausted and let my limp cock slide out of her pussy and fell over on the bed beside my sister who was still breating hard. Mom fell on the other side of her panting like a fresh fucked bitch. "Son you have the best dick I've ever had and I know your sister will want lots more of it". "Mom I love fucking you and Clair's pussy is so damn tight it is wonderful." Clair raised up on one hand and said, "Mom you better hurry and get me those pills, because I don't know how long I can do without that big cock in my pussy."

We lay there a while just getting our breath and Clair said," Mom is Uncle Bob's cock as good as Jim's?" Mom said "Well maybe some day you will be able to find out for your self how good his cock is, if your brother doesn't mind sharing your."

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