Family Fun Time (mildly furry)

My Mom and I looked a lot alike. It was a blessing and a curse. I had big tits, long legs, and got a lot of compliments on my hair and my eyes. But since Mom had all of those same qualities but wore them with the grace of a goddess, I always felt like “Mom-Light”. The, almost as hot, version of her. 

It was honestly pretty bad for a while. Like, a minor source of depression. Then, a few years back, I told my Mom one day how I felt about our comparable looks. She didn’t say much at the time, but ever since that day, she became my hype woman. She was always talking about anything that she liked about me. She roped other people into it, and one day while I was at work, she had flowers sent to me to remind me that I was, quote, sexy as hell. 

It worked, and we got closer than ever before. 

The only problem was, while I adored my Mom, I also lusted after her. One night, right around when I’d turned 19, I confessed as much. In turn, Mom started telling me all about her and Dad’s open marriage and how they were even kinkier than I’d ever imagined. It started at about 11pm. Just some late night girl talk. By 3am, we were trading stories of wild sex acts that we’d done, wanted to do, and wanted to do but didn’t think would ever happen. By 5am, we were making out on the living room couch while the rest of the family slept. 

We were at it all night long. The next morning, it was my Little Brother (18) who found us half naked. Mom had one tit out. We were asleep on the couch together, and thoroughly wrapped up in one another. 

Mom put her tits away, and we both apologized, blushed (a tough thing to make either of us do) and rushed back to our respective bedrooms. 

After that, my Brother never stopped looking at me like I was a snack. In fact, he gave Mom the same look. But, he never told anyone. Not even us, He just gave us a nod the next day like we were one of his idiot buddies, and was then he was just, utterly cool about it. The longer he was quietly cool about it, the more I found myself looking at him like HE was a snack. But, I’ll talk more about that a bit later. 

Mom and I got really close after that. I’d say we got so close we were almost inside one another, but if fingers and tongues count, then “almost” doesn’t. With the exception of my Brother though, it was still a bit of a stealth relationship. We didn’t openly kiss or grope, nothing in public. But, let either of us notice that we were alone, and you could be certain that the other would be moaning in no time! 

After a few months, I let my thoughts slip  about my Brother. Mom laughed and agreed that incest was hot. Which, I sort of took as an opening, and told her about my Daddy fetish. But Mom just laughed again and said, “As common as a Mommy Fetish, twice as common as any other fetish, and 100 times more common than most people will admit.” Which, seemed like a good sign. But, seeing as I was hinting towards asking a Married woman if I could fuck her Husband, I planned on taking as much time with that conversation as possible. Of course, my plans went out the window when Mom caught my eye, got a mischievous smile, and straight up asked me if I wanted to do it, “for real”. 

I did. So, to my surprise, Mom actually started conspiring with me, and in no time, she had hatched a plan.

That weekend, per Mom’s instructions, I found myself waiting in the living room wearing nothing but a bra (I couldn’t find a swim top that I deemed sexy enough), and a pair of skimpy swim bottoms. It was a long wait, and I definitely paced a bit while the time dragged on. But eventually I heard my Mom’s warm, sexy voice, calling for me to come out to the back deck. When I got out there, Mom and Dad were both relaxing in the hot tub. Dad’s bathing suit bottoms were on the deck by the door, and my heart rate immediately jumped as I saw them both smiling my way from where they were sitting. 

The water was clear, but it wasn’t until that I got right up to the hot tub that the walls of the tub stopped hiding my Parent’s bodies from my eyes. At least from the waist down. 

Both of them were looking at me like they wanted to rip my clothes off of me, and I swear I almost came just from the looks! When I finally got up to the actual hot tub, I had to move my eyes up to Daddy’s to try to force down my blush since, Mom was casually stroking his big, fat, Daddy dick as they sat there looking me over. 

I gulped, giggled nervously, and said something like, “I uh, I was just thinking that, I mean. I was hoping I could join you!?” I was normally VERY confident. I had the choice of being dominant with every lover I’d ever had… except for Mom. Now that she was sitting there, a giant cock in her hand, as my Dad looked at me like he couldn’t wait to sink his teeth into me and make me moan, I found myself feeling very much less than in control! 

Mom, her voice as cool and sexy as ever, continued to stroke Daddy’s giant cock as she said, “It’s funny you should mention that sweetie. Because your Father and I were just talking about that exact thing. In fact, I’ve been telling him what a naughty girl you’ve been these last few months, and I warned him, that if I called you out here, you would ask for that very thing. And do you know what? We came to a decision on that…” 

I was trying to look sexy, and tempting, but I felt mostly nervous. Thankfully, Mom didn’t leave me hanging for very long. In that low, sexual purr of a voice she always seemed to have at the ready, she told me that, “I spoke with your Dad, and he agrees”, she said, still casually stroking his massive dick in front me in a way that was starting to make my mouth water. “That if you come into this hot tub, on a night when your Father and I have set aside time for very adult, very sexual activities, then we are NOT changing our plans. In fact,” Mom threatened, a sexually wicked gleam in her eye. “If you set one foot in this tub young lady, I am going to bend you over the edge of it, right in front of your Daddy. Then I’m going to toss your swim bottoms over in the corner there, same as I did to his, and I’m going to guide your Father’s cock up to that tight little pussy of yours. And then… your Daddy is going to fuck the shit out of you. And if you think that I’m just going to sit back and watch him fuck you, on MY fun night, then you are sorely mistaken. So what’ll it be honey? In? Or Out?”

I’d never been so turned on in my life! I stepped into the hot tub, trying to play it cool, and Mom immediately stopped playing with her Husband’s dick and stood up to greet me. She was a little taller than me still. Hair longer, tits still just a little bigger. I was pretty sure I was still going to get there, but right at that Moment, Mom and I were unmistakable as Mother and Daughter, in all ways, both sexual and non-sexual. “Take your bra off Tasha”, she said, and she was using her Mom voice in a way that told me it was NOT a request. I obeyed, as Mom pulled my swim bottoms down and had me step out of them one foot at a time. She tossed my bottoms aside, wet for all the wrong reasons, and I swear, I almost got my hand slapped when I went to set my bra on the side of the tub. 

I’d laugh about it later, but whether or not she’s your lover, Mom is Mom, and I had a moment there where I almost risked ruining a piece of clothing that she’d spent a lot of money on. Some things just never stop hitting with the same strength I guess. But, I caught the warning look, and tossed my Bra to safety. Mom realized the moment we just shared and laughed about it, which immediately took all the tension out of it. 

Then she took me by the hand, and stepped back, leading towards the middle of the tub. She stopped, and our bodies touched. She was still wearing her swim top and bottoms, but it didn’t make her any less gorgeous or sexy. I used to think that Mom exuded power because she was a Mom, and all Moms do that. But I’d learned in the last few months that, in my Moms case, it was a lot more than just parent energy. 

Mom then used her hand in mine to guide me to turn towards the house. Then she whispered into my ear, “Now bend over so your Father can stuff you full of cock.” I shuddered in pleasure as I obediently complied. An act so unlike me that I can barely explain it, but there we were. Mom reached down and began to play with my tits just the way I like, when she suddenly stopped and I heard, “Wait. You aren’t the right kind of wet yet.” I knew that wasn’t true and started to pick myself back up, but Mom put a hand on the back of my head and pushed me back down so I was prone and waiting, arms folded on the side of the tub, legs spread, and ass up high. “You stay right there young lady”, she said. 

I heard movement in the water, and a few moments later I realized what was happening as the sounds of both of my Parents moaning mixed with slurping and sucking noises. Mom’s moans were those of a woman whose mouth was full, and I found myself bent over and waiting as I listened to my Mother sucking on my Dad’s dick for a few minutes.
Not gonna lie, it was actually hot. Like, I wished I could have been watching! After a few minutes, I heard Mom release the cock from her lips with a loud pop, followed by her saying, “There you go.” After that she said, “Wait, me first.” I had no idea what she was talking about. At least, not until her tongue ran along the folds of my pussy lips and began to lightly dance along my clit. Mom tortured me with pleasure for several minutes while I gripped the tub’s edge, quivered and moaned. 

When she finally let up, I was panting, and equal parts grateful for the break and longing for her to start on me again. Then something big bumped into my slit, and began to nudge at my entrance. Mom leaned towards me, one hand guiding Daddy’s cock, and the other stroking the back of my head as she said, “Brace yourself sweetie”. 

I was so wet and ready you could have slipped a cannon in there, but wetness and the size of a normal dick don’t always equate. Daddy slipped his massive cock into me with ease, and we both let out a moan, followed by a scream of pleasure and a series of swears. Daddy was muttering about how tight I was, and my toes were curling so hard I felt like I must be ripping the tile from the bottom of the tub. Daddy was “in”, but there was a period of slow adjustment that we had skipped, and now I found myself moaning, squirming, and cursing up a storm as my cunt got stretched out to accommodate my Father’s beast of a cock. Even more than a minute later, I was still whimpering and cursing as my insides throbbed with pleasure, and that touch of pain that my body always immediately translated into even more pleasure. 

Mom had taken to calling me her little pain slut over the last few months.

But whatever you called it, I was still reeling from the sensation that I was spread open by something that just kept getting bigger every second that it was in me, when Daddy pulled more than halfway out only to shove it right back into me! I screamed with pleasure, and stopped swearing, not because I didn’t have a powerful urge to mutter the word “fuck” in endless repetition, but because I didn’t have enough air to both do that, and moan! 

The whole thing was SO hot for me. I had my first orgasm the first time my head cleared enough to process the fact that the giant throbbing cock that I could feel deep inside of me was my Daddy’s. A couple of minutes after that, I realized that I was his fantasy too when I moaned out “Oh god Daddy that feels so good!”, and he shoved himself into me hard, fast and deep several times as he grunted and seemed to get even bigger. I came again while he was doing that, but the message was received loud and clear. I wasn’t the only one who was loving this. 

I might have taken advantage and whispered some naughty words about what his cock was doing to his naughty lil’ Daughter, but as soon as I thought I had a head clear enough to do anything but moan and drool, Mom’s hand wove its way into my hair and got a good firm grip! I screamed with pleasure again, and before I could even START to calm my thoughts down, she grabbed a fistful of tit and began working my nipple over with pinches and pulls that drove me insane with lust!

I lost count of how many times I came after that. But I distinctly remember my Mom asking my Dad if that was all he had. She was goading him into fucking me harder every time he eased up to cool off and keep from cumming, and as my knees trembled, weak with pleasure, I got my first glimpse into my Parent’s life behind bedroom doors. I mean, Mom and Dad were always teasing one another on board game night. Always daring the other to go harder, to take a bigger risk, to go all in and do something daring. But it wasn’t until just then that I saw that, “daring one another to go harder” attitude applied to something other than a game. 

I heard Mom egging Daddy on. Forcing him towards orgasm as she said all the things that I’d wanted to. She asked him how good it felt to be inside his Daughter. She asked him if I was every bit as tight as she’d promised him I would be, and she moaned along with me as she pulled my hair and pinched my nipples to highlight the fact that she was playing with parts of me he hadn’t even touched yet. 

She only let him slow down once the entire time, and I could practically hear him gritting his teeth and trying to do math in his head as I moaned, panted, and tried to keep my tongue from lolling out of my head from the deliriously good sex I was getting. While Dad was doing everything he could to hold back, Mom eased up too. Then she moved beside me, brushed my hair from my eyes, and flashed me a loving smile before whispering, “in you or on you?” 

And, I swear to god, somehow, after getting double teamed by my Parents, my ultimate fantasies, for what seemed like an hour, I still felt like I blushed! Mom wasn’t playing though. The look in her eyes was knowing, sultry, and commanding. “Where do you want it sweetie? Tell me now.” 

Honestly? I couldn’t believe she was giving me the option. But she and I both knew that I was a total cum whore, and I was NOT about to pass up this opportunity. “In me!” I whimpered, far more desperately than I’d meant to. When I did, Mom gave me a wink, and went back to standing at my side. 

“You know,” I heard her say to Daddy. “Tasha really does take after her Mother. I’m thinking that maybe we could include her in some of our little trips. Introduce her to some of the people that we do very bad things with. I bet she’d get a kick out of Ted. Can’t you just see her over at The Walker’s house… bouncing in Uncle Teddy’s lap while you watch?” 

Mom put her lips to my ear real quick and whispered, “Harder Daddy”, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out my role in that. I started moaning about how hot that all sounded. Any time Mom suggested taking me with them to some swinger or kink event and letting me explore while they watched, I was sure to say how much I would love that. Or at least, I did my best to say in between moans. Because Mom’s words were working, and Daddy had gone from a machine in perfect control, to slowly, but steadily going harder and faster, seemingly without even meaning to. 

Mom was talking about all of these people that I didn’t know, but the more she talked about them, the more I desperately wanted to know them all. I wanted to know them very well! Daddy’s pace was still increasing, and I was dealing with that fine until he started bottoming out. His balls clapping into me as his thrusts got harder and deeper! In no time at all I lost the ability to say things like “Harder Daddy!”. Instead I was back to moans, whimpers, and screams of pleasure. But Mom wasn’t done yet. 

She started saying stuff that had me questioning how much of what she was saying was real. Like, she told Daddy that, since his Bosses party was next weekend, they should let me come along. “Nothing says employee of the month like, hey, have you met my super-hot 19-year-old Daughter? Wanna feel how tight her pussy is?” 

She had me thinking; Was that a thing?!? Could I really do that?! 

Daddy was bearing down hard on me now, and I knew he’d be cumming soon. Mom’s hand found my tit again, and when I opened my eyes, I saw her waiting with two fingers positioned in a very telling way. “Show Daddy what a good little whore you are sweetie”, she said, and she put the two fingers in front of my lips. I glanced back at Daddy, and then gobbled them up, sucking for all I was worth, and being as noisy about it as I could possibly be. 

Daddy warned Mom and I that he was going to cum soon, and Mom told him that after all of this “teasing”, he had better not pull out. That had him growling and moaning as he started fucking me harder. I caught a glimpse of one of my Mom’s sex toys over on the other edge of the hot tub. 

Mom followed my gaze, and I tipped my head up to free my mouth from Mom’s plunging fingers. Lips pointed at the sky, I cried out, “Harder Daddy!” Then, “Something bigger Mommy!” 

I had to imagine Mom’s smile, since I was gritting my teeth, grunting, moaning, and utterly losing my mind in all of the best possible ways. A few seconds later I was startled by some bulbous thing smacking me against my cheek, and I didn’t even bother checking to see if it was the toy. I just opened up my mouth and went to work on it, same as I had Mom’s fingers. 

Then Daddy screamed, and jammed his cock into me as deeply as it would go! Suddenly, blast after blast of hot cum shot up into me and utterly filled me with heat! I clamped my lips down on the cock in my mouth and screamed out my orgasm. And then I did it again. And when I came down from that one and I could still feel my Daddy’s cock pulsing inside of me, I felt myself tighten around it, and just like that, I was cumming all over again! 

After my third consecutive orgasm, Mom pulled the cock out of my mouth, and filled it with her tongue instead. Her kiss was warm, and sweet, and got me lost in a different kind of lust and pleasure. But after awhile, I could still feel Daddy’s veins throbbing and pulsing inside of me, and once again I felt that tightening sensation until I was screaming directly into my Mom’s mouth.

But she just petted me gently, kissed me softly, and eased me down from the most intense experience of my entire life. 

It took awhile. But at some point, I ended up cuddled between them as they held me in the hot tub, and told me that I’d been wonderful, and that they loved me. It was very sweet, and we sat like that for a very long time. But after 30 minutes of sweet, loving devotion, directed almost entirely my way, I broke the silence with, “So… can I really come with you next week and get double teamed by Daddy and his Boss?” 

My Parents both burst into laughter. But after a while they assured me that yes, Daddy’s boss had actually introduced him to the lifestyle back when he’d first joined the company, and that literally everything that Mom had been taunting him with, was true. So now, if I wanted, I could be a part of it. 

I did.

We all got out of the tub before we were ruined by water, and dried up in front of the family fireplace. Dad suggested that I should get to bed, and that he and Mom should do the same, but Mom and I both said something along the lines of, “Absolutely not! Are you kidding me?”, in almost perfect unison. Dad was on the back foot, and I stood and offered my hand to Mom, who took it and rose to stand beside me as we both gave Dad the stink eye. 

Mom then reminded him that she hadn’t cum yet! 

I said that I could help with that, and Mom just said, “Of course”, like that was her plan all along. She then informed Dad that we were ALL going to their bedroom, and now it was Dad’s turn to watch while Mom got hers. 

That was fun.

Very fun!

We all ended up asleep in my Parent’s bed. Three lovers naked and entwined. It was glorious! At least until the next day when we were all getting ready to start the day. Daddy was getting dressed, Mom was putting on some light make-up, and as she was yelling to me what I needed to do to get breakfast started, I was yelling back “Okay Mom!”, as I left their bedroom and crashed directly into my Little Brother.

I was naked. My swim bottoms and bra were by the fireplace in the living room, and it wasn’t like I kept spare outfits in my Parent’s bedroom. So I just crashed into him, my tits mashing up into his bare chest as he walked out of the bathroom, still in just his boxers. He went to say something snarky at first. Then he noticed I was naked, and coming from Mom and Dad’s bedroom. He stared at my tits for a few seconds before he caught himself, blushed, and looked away. He even said he was sorry. 

I mean, we both knew that he wasn’t. But he didn’t have permission, and was once again being so super cool about it. I knew that he was waiting for me to cover up, or walk away, but I decided then that I wasn’t done with him. I was myself around my Brother. Not some quivering schoolgirl like I was with Mom and Dad lately. And frankly, I had some things that I’d suddenly realized I wanted to say to him. 

So, I swung my head around to where he’d averted his eyes to, so that I was looking at him, and said, “Question for you Bro.” He gave a confused, “Yeah…?”, and I grinned at the power imbalance. All the stupid games we’d played over the years, it never occurred to me that I could win arguments just by taking my top off. But, I had something to say right then, so I said it. 

“I’ve kind of developed a fantasy about you lately. Since you first saw Mom and I that night. A sexual fantasy.” He was looking at my eyes now. I suddenly had his full attention. 

“I’ve been turning the thought over in my head lately, and I didn’t want to creep you out or anything.” He started to say something snarky, but I took a page from Mom’s book and shut him up by pressing a finger to his lips. Normally, he’d never let me get away with that. But since I followed it up with, “Can I touch your cock?” I think I took some of the bite out of whatever he’d originally been planning to say next. 

“Please?”, I said. Letting my genuinely sexual intent show through in my voice. Now, in fairness, he had every reason to suspect that this was a trap. So I wasn’t offended or disappointed when his reply was a disinterested shrug along with the word, “Sure.” 

But his tune changed when I slipped my hand in through the opening in the front of his boxers, wrapped my fingers around his dick, and gave it a gentle squeeze. It was already a little hard, and in my grasp, it grew. It thickened, and began to outgrow his boxers. I wiggled around a bit, trying to make-sure that he didn’t get stuck or hurt. I got him out through that front hole just in time, and gripped him as he continued to get bigger. 

I gave an appreciative little moan, commenting, “Nice one Little Bro”, with complete sincerity. He said thanks, and while it made me smirk, I was glad I didn’t laugh. The whole vibe that I was going for was, “Not teasing you. This is me being legit.” I gave it a few testing pumps, and he gritted his teeth and quietly moaned. 

I realized that Mom or Dad would be along soon and I didn’t want to get caught for some reason. So I told him thanks, for trusting me, and let him know that I needed to grab some clothes and help Mom get breakfast started. I began to walk away, but then doubled back, grabbed his hand, and as he started to protest, I placed it on one of my tits. 

Again, he shut up real quick. Seriously, I was never not using these weapons again! But, I told him, “Fair is fair. You let me touch, so…”. He gave me a testing squeeze, and just the fact that it was my Brother was enough to make me moan louder than I’d intended to. I covered my mouth, glancing back at the door. Then I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, whispered, “More later”, and double timed it back to my room. 

Mom exited her room before I was through the door, and I glanced back, braced for her to yell at me like we were kids sneaking out of our rooms for a fridge raid. Mom glanced from me, to my Brother, to his obvious hard-on, which was now out and bobbing along in front of him. She frowned at me, but it wasn’t a “You’re in so much trouble” frown. It was a, “Seriously? Didn’t you just get fucked six ways from Sunday?” Frown. I don’t know how I knew what that exact look looked like, but apparently I did. 

Mom kept her voice low as she said to Steven, “I understand why your Sister would want to thank you for your discretion sweetheart, but for right now…” she said. Then she reached down, and drew a gasp from both of us (for different reasons of course), as she curled the fingers of her left hand around his still hard, and bobbing cock. Then she continued, “...I need you to take this back to your room, and put some clothes on before your Father comes out here and wonders why your cock is pressed into his Wife’s wedding ring. Okay sweetie?” 

Steven nodded, his face somehow both pale and flushed at the same time. He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but nothing came out. After a second he just nodded again. When Mom released his cock from her grip, which she waited several moments before doing, he did as she asked and headed back to his room as fast as he could. When Mom shot a glance down the hall at me, I was quick to obey the silent command her eyes were giving me. I shut my door quickly, got dressed, and rushed downstairs to do as she asked me to do. To help her get breakfast ready for the family!

Breakfast was weirdly normal. What Mom and I did before had been secret, and, for some reason, it still was. What Mom, Dad, and I did was no exception. We didn’t flirt when other people were around, and that included Steven, and even when it was the three of us, there were times when it was okay and times when it wasn’t. Mom and Dad seemed to recognize those moments instinctively, but I was still working on it. 

I mean, I was still planning on getting double penetrated by my Dad and his Boss next Saturday, but my home situation needed more clarification. Poor Steven was left hanging because of my hang-ups too. Mom’s reaction to him in the hallway had shocked me, and now I wasn’t sure what to do. Thankfully, a few days later, she approached me about it. 

Mom told me that she noticed that I hadn’t done anything yet, and asked me if I’d had second thoughts. At first I asked her how she knew, but she just gave me a look that asked if I was serious before remarking that “A pent up teenage boy’s behavior was very different from one who’d just cum”. I mean, she was right, but for some reason my brain had never even considered applying that logic to my Brother, even as I was lusting after him. 

Anyway, Mom and I talked about it, and later that afternoon, while Daddy was still at work (shit but I could not WAIT to meet his boss!), Mom and I went to Steven’s room and knocked. He was clearly uncomfortable as he invited us in, but Mom, being Mom, cut straight to the point. 

She told him, “Your Sister and I are lovers now. As you know…”, and went on to tell him that it turned out that his Sister, me, was having sexual feelings about him. And frankly, so was his Mom. 

That second one surprised me for all of three seconds before I remembered that Mom was like me, but times ten. He took it all pretty well, considering how much Mom was dropping on him. Then she glanced my way with a smile, and said, “I think you two have danced around this long enough, don’t you Natasha?” It took me a second, but as soon I started to search myself for the answer, I found it. 

I wasn’t wearing a bra since I’d only been hanging out around the house. So I answered Mom with with a yes, while also pulling my t-shirt over my hand, and for the 2nd or 3rd time in the last few months, showing my Brother my tits. 

Mom smiled at me, and then looked at my Brother. “What do you say to a blowjob from your Big Sister kiddo? Remember, if it makes you uncomfortable in any way, you can always just turn us down.” Again, he had that look like, this is definitely a trap… But he wasn’t dumb enough to turn the offer down. Especially after we’d all shared that little run-in in the hallway earlier in the week. He said he was down for it, albeit in a suspicious tone. 

Mom got it and rolled with it though. Then she said, “If I take my top off too, would it be okay if I stuck around to watch?” That threw him, and he asked why. But when Mom’s sultry reply was, “Why, in case it looks good, and I want to try later of course”. After that, Steven was all in! 

Mom was down to blue jeans and nothing else. She looked so fucking hot topless! I decided to go all in and stripped down to nothing, crawling up on my Brother’s bed to join him there. He backed up to the headboard, and looked like he was at that stage where he was too turned on for his brain to work. Which explained why Mom had to walk over to the side of the bed a minute later and remind him to take his pants off. 

When he was as naked as I was, I went to work. At first it was weird with Mom there. Like, she was one of my biggest fantasies, but I was more submissive around her than I was with my Brother, and for a little bit, I wasn’t quite sure how to act. Then Mom laid on the bed beside me, took my Brother’s cock from my hand and moved it to the side so she could give me a kiss. Then, with soft encouragement she said, “You’ve got this.” After that, she offered me back his cock, leaned on her elbow so she could look at both of us from her side, and just, smiled and waited. 

For some reason that did the trick. My confidence came back in a rush and I turned my attention back to baby bro.

 I gave my Brother a flash of bedroom eyes that had him shuddering with anticipation, and I kept that eye contact as I ran my tongue from the bottom of his balls to the tip of his cock. 

I devoted myself to that cock. I made it my whole life. Licking, sucking, stroking and moaning. I made it loud, and wet, and personal. I told him how big he was, how good he tasted, and how much I liked the feel of him in my hand and in my mouth. I told him that just sucking on him was making me wet, and when he asked, “Really?”, I reached down between my legs before holding up my hand and showing him. I spread two fingers out and let him watch as my desire for him stretched out in between the fingers. 

Then I wrapped that hand around him, and told him that he had his Big Sisters pussy juices on his cock now. He moaned, and bucked in response. After which, I went ahead and sucked them off of him. Telling him what I was doing as I methodically licked every last inch of him in order to “get him clean”. 

At one point I got a hair on my tongue. I kept trying to mess with it, and get rid of it in my mouth, but Mom saw me struggling and said, “Just stop and get it sweetie”. I normally wouldn’t, but since Mom was the only woman I’d ever met who was better at blowjobs than me, I took her advice. The moment I stopped though, she scooted closer, looked up at my Brother, and said, “Here. I’ll just keep this warm while you're waiting.” Then she wrapped her big tits around her own Son’s cock!

It looked soooooooo hot! Steven bucked his hips, and when he did Mom got this really amused smile as she looked up at him and asked, “Did you just fuck your own Mother’s tits?” Followed by a very sultry, “Naughty boy…” 

When I finished getting the hair off I let Mom know. But before she gave his cock back to me, she told him to, “Go ahead and give them another thrust.” He blushed, but went for it. When he did, Mom gave a low moan and told him, “There. At least that way we did it on purpose.” Then she shot him a wink, released him from her cleavage line, and wrapped her hand around the base of his cock so she could point it at my face. 

I went back to work on him for a bit. Slow, sensual, and occasionally wet, and vulgar; but never at a pace that would make him cum.  After a solid 10 more minutes of making him moan and curse, and grab at the mattress, Mom asked me if I wanted a hand. 

I thought she might have some hot, blow-job-sandwhich kind of situation in mind. I honestly never shared a blowjob with another woman, so I was super into the idea right away. But when I said yes, Mom gently ran her hand along my ass. Then she moved it up along my back, and I realized how desperate to be touched back my body was after all this foreplay. Her touch was warm and electric, and sent shivers of pleasure through every part of me. It slipped up my back, and she opened her fingers as they moved into my hair. It was only then that I realized what she had actually meant. But I was all the fuck about it! 

Mom Gripped my hair and took control of my skull, and I moaned out so loudly you’d think that my Brother had moved behind me at some point. Mom told me that I’d played the good Sister long enough, and it was time to show my Brother what I was really like. I LOVED that! I suddenly wanted her, fuck, ANYONE, to call me a Whore so fucking badly! 

Thankfully, Mom didn’t make me wait long. 

“You're his Sister. You’re supposed to be this pure, perfect, little thing. Now is when you show him that you are so much better than that.” Then she took his cock in her free hand and moved it up to my mouth. I couldn’t quite reach it, and I tried reaching out with my lips. 

Then Mom said, “See how greedy she is for it?” Which made me whimper and squeeze my thighs together. A moment later she pushed my face down. Quickly once, mashing my lips against his pelvis and then pulling me up off of him just a quick. Then she said, “Now look him in the eyes and let him see how much you want it.” 

I did as she said, and she pushed my face down again, but this time it was incredibly slow. She moved my lips down the length of him, ever so slowly. I had no idea how long his cock was down in my throat, but it was a damn good thing that I could breathe through my nose. When Mom finally let me up off of him I had to draw in a huge, gasping breath. A few gasps in though, she shoved my face back down, and I moaned my approval of her treatment, loudly! 

Mom forced his cock down my throat over and over again. She would push me down into him and rub, as I went along with it. I even got my tongue out to lick his balls once. After a few minutes of that, she pulled me up again, and then carefully placed his cock head into one of my cheeks and had me pull against it, stretching my face out with his dick. 

After that she gave the side of my face a few good smacks with it, asking me if it felt good. When I said yes, she asked, “Yeah?”. Then, as if she’d never done it before, she said, “Huh… let me try.” Then she leaned in close and slapped her own cheek with her Son’s cock while looking up at him. “MMMMMmmmm”, she moaned. “I DO like that.” 

That was his limit, and Steven was gripping the sheets and warning us that he was going to cum. Mom offered me his cock, and I took it without hesitation, sucking and stroking for all I was worth. When his balls told me that he was about to pop, I took him out of my mouth and told him to Cum for his Big Sister!

He shot!

Like, shot, shot! His cum blasted so high up that it got on the back of my head and on my back with the first few blasts. He got some in my hair, and some on my face. He came all over the hand I was stroking him with, and even got some on my tits, just from it dripping off of my chin. When I was sure he was finished, I looked over at Mom, and she was smiling and licking stray cum ropes off of her own lips. 

“Careful sweetie”, Mom told him playfully. “Once Mommy gets a taste for your cum, I won’t be able to control myself. 

Later on I learned how true Mom was to her word, and I even got a handle on their system. I figured it out one day after Dad left for work. It was just Mom, Steven, and I; and he was busy getting ready to visit a friend. Mom walked over to him, and called out to me, “Tasha, can you help me with something real quick?” But before I’d even finished asking her what she wanted help with, she’d pinned her Son to the wall, pulled his pants down, and was busy licking her way up and down his cock. 

That time, we DID do a shared blowjob. She would be sucking him and all of sudden she would just pull away, and point his cock at me so I could take over for a bit. It ended with her telling him that his Mommy was going to swallow his whole fucking load. 

After that, and an incident where I got to ride Daddy in his big living room chair while Mom was downstairs doing exercises, I kind of caught on to their system. For the most part, Mom and Dad only really did the super kinky stuff at parties, clubs, and special kink events. That was their habit, and it had just translated weirdly and automatically to their home life. If Mom was going to “cheat” on Dad with her Son, then she was going to do it when he wasn’t home. Or at least couldn’t see it. Mind you, she told him all about it later and he loved it, but he was the same way with her. “Sneaking away with me”, when we could get in a quickie. 

There were exceptions of course. But for the most part, that was their system. 

My Brother and I got introduced to their friends as a couple who’d they’d met and learned were super into incest. They told everyone that we were always playing Brother and Sister, and as they introduced us to the larger kink communities, we sort of adopted them as our “official Parents”. 

Which was amazing, because it let me fuck Daddy, while loudly screaming that I was fucking Daddy, and literally no one was the wiser. The same was true of my Brother and Mom. And while I got heavy into the group stuff fast, and my Brother was slower to walk down that path, we both definitely loved our new lives together! Whether it was at wild parties, or just at home having family fun time!

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