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Down the hall is the dining room," Mom said when Rheta hadn't said anything after ten seconds.

Turning his head sharply to look at her, the man waved the gun still pointed at me forward. "Put him on the couch." At these words I was brought forward and shoved onto the couch, crashing down on top of both Mom and Rheta. "Bring some chairs."

As I sat up and situated myself between Mom and Rheta, as well as between them and our intruder, I apologized for falling onto them like I had. When they just squeezed my hands in reassurance, I knew that they forgave me. The partner returned to the room with a chair in both hands, placed them in the middle of the room and went to get another. Turning to Rheta I whispered, "Just do what he says and we'll be fine. I love your bravery, but I don't want any of us to get hurt." Playing the part of her boyfriend, rather than her brother, I leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. Or, I at least intended it to be quick.

Rheta pulled me back to her when she felt me start to pull away. Surprised by her actions, I was even more startled when she shoved her tongue into my mouth and started using it to wrestle with my own. Nearly losing the plot at this, I went onto autopilot and started to return the favour of making out with my sister. When I heard her whimper for the third time, I also heard Mom cough behind me. "Is this really the time to be doing that?" she asked with a look that seemed both amused and exasperated at the same time; I think I even detected a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Sorry, it's just-I've just-I've wanted to do that for months now," I explained, unable to hide the smile on my face.

"Oh really?" she asked with feigned hysterical interest. "Which part? The making out with the love of your life or doing it in front of your mother and the two armed intruders currently holding us at gunpoint?"

Before either of us could reply to this, said intruder gave a small ahem that very much reminded me of Umbridge in Harry Potter. The three of us turned to look at him, as he waved the gun around as to shepherd us from the couch to the chairs. In a false gentlemanly way he said, "I hate to interrupt this riveting discussion, but if the three of you would all be so kind as to take your seats. Hands behind your backs so my partner can ensure you don't escape." I'm sure that had he not been wearing a mask, we'd see a big shit eating grin spreading across his face.Reluctantly, we got up and moved to the chairs, placing our hands behind our backs, as the silent partner zip tied our hands to the chairs. As we were all secured, a silence fell over us. It wasn't until about ten minutes had passed that out captor once again spoke and broke the uneasy quiet. "Back up a minute here, Loverboy. You said you wanted to kiss Bitch like that for months; surely you've kissed your girlfriend before."

"Can't you take a hint, asshole?" Rheta nearly screamed before I could answer. "Take a look at our outfits! Do you honestly believe that we are dressed to the nines like this all the time? We've been flirting since the summer, but tonight was our first date." Tears were starting to flow from my sister's eyes as she continued. "Tonight was going perfectly, and now you've ruined it!"

I struggled against my bindings as I watched my twin's tears pour freely down her face. Giving a frustrated growl/sigh I said, "Dammit, would you please untie me so I can comfort her!" Not waiting for their answer, I probably scratched the floor to hell as I scooted myself closer to her. Taking the only part of myself that I could move freely, my foot, I rubbed Rheta's leg reassuringly. "Hey, it's ok. Fuck these assholes; I'm right here. There's nowhere I'd rather be, than here with you, looking into your eyes and telling you how beautiful you look tonight and that I love you."

Rheta had stopped crying as soon as she felt my foot on her leg. But as I told her that I loved her, a fresh batch of tears started to slowly trickle down her face, though I knew that these were happy tears at hearing my words. "I love you too, Henry."

"Well, I'm so sorry Mr. Henry and Ms. Bitch," our captor said. "But how's about I make it up to you? What if I allowed you two to make this night as special as you had planned?" I could hear the smile in his falsely apologetic tone. "Would you behave for the rest of our time together if we did?"

Before Rheta could inadvertently mess this up, I asked, "What do you mean? We can't have anything happen being tied to these chairs; plus, your presence kinda puts a dampener on the whole mood."

"I've never known a teenager to turn down sex before, have you?" he asked his cohort. The other thug just shook his head. "Come now, Henry," he said as he placed his free hand on my shoulder and forcing me to look at my sister. "You and your sweetheart just said you love each other. Your first kiss a few minutes ago was quite steamy and I'm sure that it would have ended up with you two naked if your mom wasn't such a realist and brought you back to reality. Are you telling me that, if I were to untie the two of you, you wouldn't want to jump her bones?"

Looking to Rheta, I could see that she was just as intrigued by this question as our captor appeared to be. I could see the love and lust she had for me in her eyes. The words she was silently communicating to me made me want to break my bonds and do exactly what he said. But the cold steel of the gun at my back held me in place. I didn't deign to answer his question.

"Seriously?" he asked incredulously. "That girl is smokin' hot in that outfit, loves you after less than half a date, has been 'flirting'-although, let's be real here, it's probably been more like teasing-you since the summer, and you're just going to sit there and not say that you would fuck her? Hats off to you for your stoicism kid, but I'm calling bullshit. I'm willing to bet that since that was your first kiss with each other, the two of you are virgins; and with teenaged hormones the way they are, I'd say that the two of you are just dying to feel each other's skin against your own." He looked at me with what I guessed to be a leering smile, based on his tone and words. Nodding to Rhe, he continued, "Look into her eyes, kid. Even I can see the lust in them; she wants you so bad, I'd bet it's killing her to sit still and quiet and not beg you to take her."

The fact that I could see the truth of his words in my sister's eyes was making my cock begin to solidify. I wanted so much to admit to what he was saying, break free from this chair and ravage Rheta like she clearly wanted me to. But I had a part to play in this fiction that I had concocted. "I'm not going to subjugate my girlfriend to essentially being raped for her first time while you perverts watch."

"Henry...," Rheta half whispered, half moaned. Looking to her, I say her eyes glaze over for a minute and I wondered again if I had just made her cum with my words. I stole a glance over at Mom to see how she was feeling at all this to find that she seemed to be cool as a cucumber as she watched with avid interest her children dance around the issue of having sex together.

"You really do have her wrapped around your finger, don't you kid," he said to me in awe as he watched Rhe as well. "I think she just came from hearing you try to protect her virtue." He gave a small private chuckle at this. "But, I'm sure you know the saying: you can't rape the willing. And the pair of you are more than willing." Turning his attention back to Rheta he asked, "Hey Bitch, do you want your boyfriend here to punch your V-card?"

My sister glared at our captor at once again being called 'Bitch' for a moment before turning her attention back to me. We stared into each other's eyes for a long moment before she turned her gaze away from me and hung her head. When she finally looked back up, there were tears in her eyes as she once again glared daggers at our captor. "That was my plan for tonight," she admitted with hatred in her voice. I gave an internal sigh at having thrown a wrench into whatever she and Mom had planned; I hoped that I'd be able to make it up to them later. "But as I already said, you've ruined that. And Henry's right: to lose it like this would be like being raped. And I don't want to associate the love of my life with raping me. So shut the fuck up about my love life, take that gun you've been threatening us with and then try to shot your tiny dick off. When that's done, go and try to choke on it!"

This time the man did not laugh. Instead, he pushed away from me and stepped right into Rheta's face, the pistol under her chin. "Noooooo!" I shouted as I feared he would hurt her.

"Your tongue has gone from amusing to rude one too many times," he snarled into Rhe's unflinching face. "I've tried to be as civil with you as I can, but you constantly spit it back in my face. The next time you say something not to my liking, I'll do exactly as you say: I'll shot Loverboy here's dick off and force him to choke on it. Do we understand each other?" For a second, I thought that she was going to say something to the tune of 'go fuck yourself' with the way she used her eyes to eviscerate him. But after a tense moment, she nodded her head that she understood. "Excellent. Now, my colleague and I are in the mood for some entertainment while we wait out the cops. So, here's what's going to happen, Bitch. To start, you're going to tell us what you had in mind for tonight's festivities. Tell us all every move you were going to make, so as to excite your boyfriend here. Then, we're going to put that wicked tongue of yours to even better use as you give him a blowjob. Then, you're going to fuck him. By the time all that's done, enough time should have passed for us to be on our merry way. You will not call the police after we leave and we will all live happily ever after, is that understood?"

The gun was still under her chin as my sister tried to use her eyes to cut this man to ribbons. "Yes, sir." Never before had two words been spoken with such vitriolic venom and hatred in the history of the English language.

Finally removing the barrel of the gun from under her chin, our captor sat himself on the couch. "Excellent! Now, how were you going to seduce your knight in shining amour here? And please, don't leave out any detail on my account."

As I was slightly curious about this as well, I looked to Rheta with only mild curiosity on my face. But I knew that she could see in my eyes that I was dying to know how she had intended for this night to go. Looking first to Mom for a moment and then back to me, Rheta began, "Well, as I said early, tonight was our first date; but I had planned this out way back in the summer when we first started flirting with each other. We've known each other all our lives; she's as much my mother as she is his," she said with a head tilt to indicate Mom, "so I asked her for some help. Not long after our flirting started, the two of us went shopping and it was there that I told her of my desire to sleep with her son. Together, we set about picking out outfits for the two of us that would have us looking classy, but also turn the other on. I honestly had a mini orgasm when he walked into the kitchen and I saw him in the full glory of the outfit I'd chosen for him."

"I don't know how I didn't cum in my pants when I saw you," I revealed to her, forgetting entirely about our audience. "I was lucky to remain standing, and so thankful that the island was between us so you didn't see how fast I got hard; nothing has ever made me so hard so fast in my life. Not even when you and your mom were wearing those matching Christmas bikinis for the Christmas in July party this year." I took the chance to slyly check in on Mom, who had a flushed smile at hearing this.

"Is her mom as hot as she is?" our captor asked from the couch.

"My mother and I could be twins, except she has bigger tits and a fatter ass than I do," Rheta said. I looked to Mom to see how she took the comments her daughter had made about her appearance, and was slightly shocked to see her smiling almost sweetly at Rhe.

Our captor simply gave a wolf whistle at hearing my twin's description of our mom. "That does indeed sound maddeningly arousing. So, you and your boyfriend's mom here got you some sexy clothes, which the both of you found more than adequate. So, what was your next move in your seduction plan?"

Once again giving a glare meant to kill (although this one seemed less hostile than the rest), Rheta continued to elaborate her plot. "As you can see, we were watching a movie, my favourite Christmas movie in fact. In a few minutes I was supposed to signal her," she said with a head tilt to indicate Mom, "to go to the bathroom. While there, she was supposed to get a 'text' from someone asking for her to come over and 'help' with something or other. Once she'd left the house, I was going to take my boyfriend upstairs to his bedroom. We were supposed to have our first kiss as we fell onto his bed. After we made out for a few minutes, and I couldn't take the feel of him so close yet so far in all these clothes, I was going to push myself away. Stopping any protests he'd have with a finger to his lips, I'd give a sexy wink as I stood and make my way to his old CD player."

"Who still uses CDs in this day and age?" our captor asked, once again breaking the spell Rheta's words were having over me.

The pair of us glared at him for the interruption. But to keep Rheta from further angering our captor, I explained, "I don't really use it unless I'm feeling really nostalgic; it's mostly just a memento of a bygone era." Turing back to my sister I asked what was clearly meant by the rude interruption, "What music were you going to play, that you couldn't just use your phone for?"

Despite everything, Rheta actually blushed at this. "I, uh, may have, uh, made a playlist for me to strip and have sex with you. That I practiced a lot to ensure that my timing was perfect."

Once again, I forgot that there were others in the room as I just stared at Rheta in utter horny disbelief. I could feel my jaw moving as words tried to form, but nothing but my sputtering came out. When after what felt like an eternity but was probably only a minute, my tongue started to work again. "I don't think I've heard you say a hotter set of sentences in my life, and I soooooo, so, so, so want to see that routine. What songs are on that CD?"

Seeming to have eyes only for me, my sister just gave a seductive, Mona Lisa smile, "Wouldn't you like to know, Big Boy?" she asked rhetorically in a sexy purr of a whisper that caused me to shudder visibly in my chair.

Nodding most enthusiastically, I heard myself give a whine akin to a dog begging for scraps of its owner's dinner. Rheta smiled bashfully at this, while Mom gave a slight snicker that was drowned out by our captor's robust laughter from the couch. After about thirty seconds of laughing, he calmed himself to find my sister once again glaring daggers at him. "Oh, cool your tits, Bitch: that whine was hilarious! I was going to let it pass, but I think Loverboy here deserves to know what songs were on that CD. He's just as wrapped around your finger as you are his; throw your doggy here a bone."

Deciding to have fun with it for the moment, I looked to her with the best set of puppy eyes I could muster and setting my lower lip aquiver. Rheta, knowing me inside and out from being my twin, couldn't help the mirthful giggle my posing so over the top dramatically brought out in her. "Down boy," she said playfully. Fully committed at this point, I gave a whimper to show how she was teasing me like this. Rheta rolled her eyes but gave a smile as she said in a faux authoritative voice, "Heel!"

"Yes, I do like your heels; they're very sexy," I quipped back at her. I could tell that she was about to say something about me being clever, when our captor gave another Umbridge-esque cough.

"Right," Rhe said with a glare that was more mild annoyance than deadly hatred. "As I was saying, stripping playlist." Turning back to look at me, she continued, "It starts off with 'Girls, Girls, Girls' by Mötley Crüe, during which I'd be basically be giving a lap dance to the air. Next was 'Buttons' by the Pussycat Dolls, wherein I'd strip out of my dress' top half. 'Sexy Back' by Justin Timberlake would see me back up to Henry, just out of reach, shaking my ass and smiling sexily back at him, while also teasing my dress down further. During the next song, 'Take It Off' by The Donnas, would see me out of my dress so that I'd only be in my thong and stockings. Nelly Furtado's 'Promiscuous' would see me lose my thong as well as him losing his shirt and jacket; his tie would act as a ball gag. Then 'Pour Some Sugar On Me' by Def Leppard would come on while I got on my knees and got him out of his pants, socks and shoes, leaving us both naked to hungrily gaze upon each other. To finish off, Aerosmith's 'Sweet Emotion' would set the tempo as I went down on him. I'd love to be able to gauge how he would go down on me, or how we would make love, but as this was supposed to be a surprise, I couldn't exactly ask him what songs he'd want to do these things to." Rheta turned back to briefly look at our captor as she finished her rundown of her striptease routine, before returning her eyes to me. She looked both embarrassed and regretful for having told such intimate details to strangers, but I could also see the embers of hope in her gaze as she looked to me for approval in her seduction technique.

She'd only have to look slightly down, as I'd gotten hard as soon as she said 'Girls, Girls, Girls' was the first song, and the need to release my dick from its ever-tightening confines in my pants only grew with every detail she gave. By the time that she said she wanted to give me a blowjob to 'Sweet Emotion' (which is my favourite song, btw) I was ready to blow the load that had been building in me since the start of the night. I tried not to squirm so much as that only caused my cock to rub against my pants, and add that friction to the pyre that was my arousal level.

As I stared into my sister's eyes, non-verbally begging her to show me that performance another day, the bubble around us was once again broken by the low, but clearly impressed, whistle of our captor. Taking in my surroundings once again, I noticed that Mom was squirming about as much as I wanted to; but as everyone seemed to be gazing back and forth between Rhe and our captor, I think that this went unnoticed by everyone except me.

"Damn Bitch! That certainly sounds hot. And if Loverboy here's circus sized tent is any indication, he agrees with me. I have half a mind to untie you so that you may show us everything you just described. But I think I have a better plan in mind." Seeing Rheta narrow her eyes at him, our captor raised his hands defensively. "Whoa! Relax, Bitch; you'll still get to lose your virginity to Loverboy here. In fact, he'll even last longer than the two seconds that his current state would allow for."

Speaking in my own defense for the first time, I asked, "And how do you plan on that? I'm ba-bar-barely holding it together as it is. I don't think that I'd be able to last having my fly lowered, much less satisfying my woman." Turning to look at Rheta, I continued, "I can't believe that I'm actually saying this, but fuck, you're turning me on too much!"

She smiled at me as our captor gave a genial laugh at my predicament. "Why, your mom's going to give you a blow job, of course!" This caused the three of us to stare at him in utter confusion; again, I was sure he was smiling under his ski mask.

"What?!" we asked in unison. Then Mom continued, "He's my son! How can you even suggest such a thing?" Of course, this was all acting, the three of us knew that Mom was just as horny for me as I was for her. But our captors didn't know that so we had to put on a convincing show.

"Oh, he may be your son, lady, but let's be real: I don't think that fact is going to stop you." Mom gave an affronted gasp at this. "Ah-ah, don't get your panties in a twist. I didn't say you'd enjoy it-although, based on the size of that tent in your son's pants, I won't lie and say that you will get some enjoyment out of it. No, I said him being your son wasn't going to stop you. Because you'd do anything to protect your son, wouldn't you Mommy dearest?" He paused to allow Mom to understand his question and give an unsettled nod. "Good, because if you don't give your son a blowjob to help him take the edge off for his girl here, I'll help his cock go down." When Mom looked at him in confusion, he just held up the gun. Presumably to stave off the panic that he'd just ingrained in the three of us, he continued, "Relax, I don't want to shoot his dick off. It'd be somewhere nonlethal, like the arm, just enough to take the blood away from his dick.

"And besides, are you telling me you aren't horny? You were squirming all through Bitch here's seduction plan, no ring and you're home on a Friday night to supervise your son's first date with his girlfriend who you knew was going to fuck him, and you're dressed like that!" he said indicating her choice of outfit. "I bet you were even planning on sneaking back in to listen to the two of them fucking, maybe even jilling yourself in the process."

It was Mom's turn to glare upon him with a loathing look meant to kill. She looked just like Rheta as she did, I was surprised that the guy didn't see the resemblance between mother and daughter. "You're right, of course," she said with a sneer, the exhale of air from her nostrils really added to the air of superiority that she clearly wanted to embody in this moment. "I would do anything to keep my son from harm, and I've honestly been horny all day thinking about tonight. But not for the reason you think, I'm attracted to his girlfriend. I've been trying to entice her into a relationship since the summer when we went shopping for outfits. But she's so blinded by her love and lust for my son that she's failed to pick up on my numerous hints, no matter how obvious I've been."

"I did pick up on them," Rheta said quietly, causing us to turn to her. Her head was down, as if in shame and her voice stayed quiet as she continued. "I mean, you said you'd love to see my ass in that gaudy neon green G-string bouncing up and down as I rode his pole. You weren't exactly being subtle." Looking to Mom, there were tears in Rhe's eyes as she continued, "You know how much I love you, and I know how much you love me. But I hope you understand when I say that I needed Henry to be my first: he's the love of my life, as I am his. I would have come to you, with his blessing, once we'd established our relationship a little further.""Oh, fuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk!" I gasped through deep breathes, trying to hold myself off from cumming in my pants to the mental image of my mom and sister fucking. "Oh shit, that's a hot mental picture," I moaned, still having to breathe laboriously. "Fuck...you can...sleep with my mom, on two conditions. First, you tell me all about it afterwards. And second, I get to sleep with your mom."

"I guess that's only fair," Rhe said, smiling at my naughtiness. "She's been wanting to have you dominate her for like the past year and a half. Half the teasing we did over the summer was at her insistence and I had to rein her in from being too slutty almost constantly."

Throwing my head back with a muffled moan, my body trembled as I tried to withhold my oncoming orgasm, so much so that the chair I was tied to started to sound like teeth chattering in the cold. I caught a glimpse of Mom to see her thighs nearly shaking as much as my own, and the expression of need on her face. "Ok, if I don't get out of these pants soon, I'm going to have one awkward visit to the dry cleaners in my near future!" I couldn't stand the pressure in my balls any longer; hearing that the two of them had confided their fantasies to each other was almost more arousing than the thought of them together.

Hearing the metallic click of the gun, I was brought back to the reality of the situation. "Well, Mommy dearest, what's it gonna be? Would you rather have your son's blood on your hands, or his cum in your throat? Time's up on your indecisiveness."

"Well, what are you waiting for, untie me!" Mom said. Our captor just nodded to his cohort, who pulled a knife from his pocket and cut Mom loose. Once freed, she slipped to her knees and waddled over to me. "I'm sorry," she said as she brought her hand up to my cheek. Her tone was morose, but I saw the gleam of glee in her eyes. "I haven't done this to anyone since your father left me, so I apologize if my technique isn't up to snuff."

I was slightly surprised to hear that; surely my gorgeous mother had had dates in the past nineteen years. But it appeared that my confusion was what she was after, as I suddenly felt the cool air of freedom on my hard cock, before the warmth of her mouth captured my entire 8". I don't think I was able to last the two seconds our captor was saying I would, for as soon as I felt her lips wrap around my cock about 2-3 inches down, I started shooting. Her mouth lowered further as I kept spewing down her throat until her lips were buried in my pubes. Pulling back to the tip, Mom caught the last spurts in her mouth before pulling off me and swirling it around in her mouth for a moment before swallowing. I had hoped that after blowing my long pent-up load like that I would go slightly soft, but seeing my gorgeous mother willingly swirl and taste my cum in her mouth will keep any guy hard for hours.

"I think that you need a bit more fruit in your diet, sweetie. If you expect your girlfriend here," she said with a nod to Rhe, "to go down on you, you should at least make the effort to have your cum taste as good as it can. That being said, it was surprisingly better than I thought it would be. There's a sentence I never thought I'd say to you," she commented more to herself than anyone.

"Fuck Mom, that was hot," I said between laboured breaths. Uneasily, I turned to look to my sister, wondering how she took this. But I shouldn't have worried, for if the look on her face was any indication, she was nearly as turned on as I was. And her eyes couldn't look away from my cock.

Licking her lips, she whispered in awe, "So big...can't wait."

Clearly having heard her, our captor gave a bark of a laugh. "Well Bitch, wait no more!" Waving the gun in his hand loosely towards her, he sent his silent cohort towards Rheta. "Wait," he said before the guy could take a step. "Secure Mommy dearest before they get any ideas." Mom sat back in her chair without so much as a complaint as her hands and feet were once again secured to the chair. "Just out of curiosity, how excited are you for this Bitch? On a scale of 1-10, how turned are you knowing that Loverboy here is about to fuck your brains out?"

It was a testament to how much my sister was wanting to fuck me that she didn't even hesitate to answer, nor give any of the venomous sarcasm that she'd used all night on this guy. "3069. Would you hurry the fuck up and cut me loose?!"

Both me and my captor laughed at this. The silent partner jumped at being barked at by Rheta. "Eager beaver, indeed," he chuckled at his own joke. "But 3069 seems like a both ridiculously random and yet oddly specific number."

There was a question in his statement about the number she'd given. I knew the significance (or at least, I thought I did), but clearly this guy wasn't up on pop culture as me (even though Marvel movies were all the rage these days). Rolling her eyes at either the guy's denseness or the snail's pace that the silent cohort had adopted since she yelled at him, Rheta let out an exasperated sigh. "I love him 3000, and if I have to explain 69 to you, it would explain why this is the only way you can get your rocks off." And the snark was back, as was her clear impatience at not having been cut loose yet; I think the guy cutting her loose actually shrunk away in fear from the gaze she leveled at him.

Our captor's displeasure with Rheta's tongue had seemed to fade as he gave a laugh at her explanation. "Not to mention, seeing his mom-who you've admitted to wanting to fuck-suck him off was super hot, and you're probably just as ready to burst as he was, right?" She just gave a nonchalant shrug as an affirmative answer.

With a final snap, she was set free as she all but jumped into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck as her lips attacked my own. Whereas before her kiss had been hungry, this time it was slow and allowed for the passion to build at a more gradual rate. It was after about ten minutes of this gentle consummation of our passion that she pulled away from me. Her lips were barely an inch from my own as we tried to catch our breath, her ragged puffs bursting against my lips. "I want your arms around me, Henry." Her voice was so low that I could barely hear it over our mutual panting. Seeming to force herself to tear away from me, she looked to our captor. "Please," she begged. "Please, cut his arms loose. You've teased and toyed with us enough, we're doing what you want, just please, let him hold me."

I guessed the guy nodded to his silent partner as my hands were soon released, but I hadn't been able to take my eyes off of my sister's face. Feeling my hands being freed, I immediately brought them around to hold her close to me. I ran my hand through her silky hair as my hands moved up to her face to pull her into another kiss. This one didn't have tongue, but I could both feel and hear her moan as my fingers ran through and loosely pulled her hair.

Once again pulling herself away, Rheta turned to our captors. "Turn around!" she said forcefully to them. "You owe us the privacy of this intimate moment, since you ruined it. Let us lose our virginities privately."

I half expected them to deny this request, but it seemed that they agreed that this should be a private moment for us. Turning around, the pair of them gave us a some privacy. "The faster you get this done, the faster you get us out of your hair," our captor said as an incentive.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly in her ear.

"Don't be, brother," she whispered back. Taking my hand in her own, she pulled it down her body to the hem of her dress, before placing it on the soaked gusset of her panties. "Ohhh," she moaned as she felt my hand on her. Whispering in my ear so only I could hear, she teased me further, "Do you feel how wet you make me brother? I've been on the brink of the biggest orgasm of my life since Mom pulled your cock out from your pants. I know it was only for a minute, but did you like her mouth on your dick? You know that the two of us are going to do that striptease for you tomorrow when we're alone. But for right now, I want you to tear my hymen with this monstrous cock." She licked my ear as she gripped my cock which stood tall and hard between us.

With a brief peck to my lips, Rheta stood up as she hiked up her dress over her ass. It was then that I saw her red lacy thong, as she pulled it aside to reveal to me her smooth-shaven pussy. My mouth instantly salivated as I saw her engorged clit and puffy lips. My cock gave a noticeable twitch which caused my sister to give me a sexy grin.

Kissing me as she once again straddled me, Rhe slowly grinded her wet slit up and down my cock. "Mmmm fuck!" she moaned loudly. "I need you inside me. Lift me up and shove your perfect cock in my tight pussy." Before I could react, she was kissing me again as her hands brought my own to her waist. Feeling the soft but crumbled fabric of her dress, I lifted my sister up so that her pussy was in line with my dick.

Bringing her down so that just the tip of my cock was at her entrance, I felt Rhe nod as she continued to kiss me, inviting me to bring us both into the world of carnal (twincestuous) pleasure. The moment finally at hand, I both pulled her down as I thrust myself up, tearing through her hymen as our pelvises rested against each other.

"Fffffuuuuucccccckkkk!" we both moaned as the sensations of losing our virginities took us by storm and forced us to break apart from the kiss. The wet warmth that surrounded my cock was better and tighter than I could have ever imagined. The feeling of finally being in her pussy was added to by the spasmodic pulses that caused her muscles to clamp around me erratically.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhh FUCK! I'm cumming! I'm cumming on your big cock! Yeeesssss! Finally cumming on Henry's cock!" Rheta near shouted in my ear as a new flood of wetness drenched the tightness that was her pussy. At first, I tried to hold her steady, fearing both that she'd inadvertently hurt herself and/or that the friction would cause me to blow my ready-to-go load. But I was soon just trying to limit her movements so that she wasn't bucking randomly with enough force to unbalance us from our current seated position. "Oh Henry, oh Henry, OH HENRY!" she moaned as she bounced on my cock, finally seeming to get us into a rhythm.

In an attempt to make myself last a little longer, I jumped at the opportunity for word play. "I think I'd rather have a KitKat right now."

Stopping her bouncing, Rhe looked at me with a look that bordered on being hurt, before understanding lit up her face and she gave the most girlish giggle I've ever heard from her. "Don't be such a Smarties-pants," she shot back as she restarted her bouncing. "And enjoy the Mounds that are in front of you." Winking at me, she simultaneously squeezed her pussy on my cock and nodded to her breasts, revealing which mounds she was referring to with her joke.

Removing my hands from her waist, I took hold of the spaghetti straps on her shoulders and pulled them down. Rheta stopped riding my cock as she removed her arms from the straps as I took a hold of the dress. Slowly, I pulled the bodice down to reveal her perfect tits to my gaze. Her dress now a crumbled slash at her hips, my hands rode up her sides, loving the feel of her smooth skin and the heat that radiated from it. As they slid up, I brought my hands more onto her front so that when they reached my sister's tits my palms were covering her pink, silver dollar sized areolas. Her nipples were hard and about a half an inch in length as they dragged against my palms as I kneaded her tit flesh sensually. My hands were just slightly bigger than her tits, which allowed for me to firmly grab them.

"Ohhhhh, yeeeeeessssssssss! Squeeze my titties in your strong hands!" Rhe gasped as I continued to play with her breasts. My dick in her pussy seemed to be all but forgotten as she just seemed to be squeezing me whenever I squeezed her tits just right. That's when I brought my fingers to her nipples and started to twist and pinch them. "OH FUCK!" my sister moaned as an explosion seemed to go off in her pussy. Her hips began thrusting erratically as our groins were flooded with her juices. "AAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!" she screamed incoherently, before slumping into my shoulder, her body limp.

Looking up, I saw Mom looking at us with nothing but love and lust in her eyes as she gazed longingly where my cock entered Rheta's pussy. She saw me looking at her and gave me sexy smile. That's when I noticed that we were the only ones in the room as the faint sound of the door closing was heard from the hallway. Mom also heard the door shutting as she looked around to notice that we were once again alone. "Bout time those fuckers left," she huffed out. "Rheta! Wake up and come untie me!"

Rheta gave a jolt as Mom's voice seemed to revive her to the land of the living. "Fuck!" she swore as she tried to move. "Why am I so sensitive?"

"Earth-shaking orgasms will do that to you, sweetheart," Mom explained. "Our 'friends' have left; so, can you please get off you brother and come untie me so that I can have him fuck me too!" I looked to Mom slightly confused but no less excited that I wouldn't even have to try to get her to fuck me after everything that had just happened. Looking me in the eye, Mom said some of the hottest words I'd ever heard coming out of her mouth. "The second your sister finishes untying me, young man, you are going to come over here, rip my dress off and fuck your Mommy-Slut until she passes out. Do I make myself clear?"

I could only nod as Rheta spoke over me to respond. "Hold your horses, Mommy-Slut. Henry still hasn't cum in me yet, and you don't get to have two loads before I've had one!" With that, Rheta started to wiggle her hips and sliding herself up and down my shaft again.

"Fuck, sis! How does your pussy feel so good and know just how to squeeze me even though I just took your virginity?" I asked between our moans.

"Because this pussy was made for you, Big Brother. No other cock is ever going to be in here, except maybe Mom's strap-on," she teased with an extra tight squeeze as she bottomed herself out. "I love you Henry, and I don't want anyone else but you. So, fuck me! Fuck me as hard and as often as you want! Just never stop fucking me! Fuck me until we dieeeeee!" She started to squeal at the end as another orgasm seemed to plow through her, not nearly as intense as the previous, but clearly still quite powerful. After catching her breath for a minute, Rheta looked at me with a wicked gleam in her eyes. Putting her hand on the back of my head, she brought my mouth to her nipple where I immediately sucked it in. "OH Henry! Yes, suck my nipples. I can't wait to feel you biting them as you cum deep in my tight pussy." Her dirty talk had me throbbing inside said tight pussy, which caused her to give a giggling moan. "You like that idea, don't you Big Brother? You like the idea of flooding my tight little pussy with your cum and biting my super sensitive nipples so that I can squirt all over you as you do?"

"Fuck yes!" I moaned, as my hips seemed to bounce off my chair into her downward thrusting pussy.

"Ohh, I can tell you're going to shoot a big load in me brother. But not yet." Her next words were whispered into my ear so that only I could hear them. "Let's tease your new Mommy-Slut a little so that she's begging to have you fuck her as soon as you spew that massive load boiling in your balls into my unprotected womb." I groaned loudly at her words, as I gave an extra suck to her nipples. Arching her back so as to have more of her chest sucked into my mouth, threw Rheta's head back as she continued to talk. "Oh, I bet you wish that my titties would swell with milk for you to drink? Maybe I could be your Baby-Mama-Slut; would you like that baby? Seeing your Mommy and sister in a sexy sixty-nine, with our round bellies slipping against each other as our breasts' leak out milk from being pushed together? Or how about having you fuck us in school, on the principal's desk as we broadcast it into the entire school over the PA system?" Her silky tight pussy squeezed down on me like a vice as she rode me while trying to tease both me and Mom.

"Ffffuuucccckkkk!" both me and Mom moaned at hearing these words. Mom continued as she squeezed and rubbed her thighs together in an attempt to relieve the pressure she clearly felt, "Hurry up, please. Mommy-Slut needs it so badly," she whined like a begging child.

Deciding to push my dominance and see if what I'd heard over Halloween was the truth, I ordered, "Stop your whining, Mommy-Slut! Your Master and Mistress are busy and we will get to you when we're done. If you make one more peep before I cum in Rheta's tight cunt, you won't be getting fucked this entire weekend. Understood?" Rheta had stopped her movements once I'd declared our shared ownership of Mom, but resumed them once I was finished making my stand.

Mom just nodded with the most sexually hungry look I'd ever seen. "Good Mommy-Slut," I praised her. Unable to really stop myself, I continued to push Mom. "Spread your legs, Mommy-Slut; we can't have you coming before me, now can we?" It was a rhetorical question, but she shook her head no in agreement. "Fuck Rheta, your pussy feels amazing!"

"As does your big cock stretching me out!" she praised back. "Now cum in my pussy brother! Flood me with your potent seed!" Rhe slammed herself down onto me as I thrusted up into her, using all my strength to lift our pelvises off the chair my legs were still tied to.

"Fuck sis...here...I...CUM!" I shouted as my balls emptied into my sister's tight and welcoming pussy. As she felt me cumming inside her, Rheta's eyes rolled back into her head and she flopped like a ragdoll onto me. The two of us laid there in a crumbled ball as we panted to regain our breath. Flopping my head back, I looked over to Mom and nearly laughed out loud.

Mom was still sitting with her legs spread, but I could see her thighs quivering as they longed to be brought together. Her face was scrunched up in concentration as she was biting her lip and breathing through her nose so as not to make any more noise. Her eyes were solely focused on my dick and where it disappeared into Rhe's pussy. Deciding to be nice and end her torment, I said, "You've been a good girl, Mommy-Slut; you can cum and speak now."

Immediately, her thighs squeezed shut and her head was thrown back as she let out an ecstatic cry. "THANK YOU, MASTER!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, causing Rheta to stir on my chest. "Please Master, can your Mommy-Slut have your cock now? I need to feel it in my wet pussy so bad; Mommy-Slut feels like she'll die if she doesn't get your cock right now!"

Looking down to see if Rheta had recovered enough to get off of me so that I could go and fuck our mother, I saw her smile. Pushing herself off of me, we both let out a moan as she stood and my half hard dick slid out of her pussy. "I'll grab the scissors," she said as she wobbled away, with a hand held to her slit to keep my cum inside. She returned a moment later, handed me the scissors, and flopped onto the couch with a hand still trying to hold my cum inside her pussy.

Cutting my legs free, I stood as I let my pants fall to the floor. Giving a stretch, I stepped out of my pants and walked towards my waiting mother. With a loving look, I gently cupped her face before running my hand into her hair and giving it a sharp tug back. "Suck my cock, Mommy-Slut! Get it clean from your children's juices. Make sure it's hard enough to pound that pussy of yours into oblivion!"

"Yes Master," was all she said. But the look of utter devotion in her eyes spoke volumes more than her words ever could. With that, I released her hair and once again felt the warm, wet, knee-weakening sensations that were my mother giving me a blowjob. She seemed to be taking her time with this one, savouring the moment and flavours of her children's combined juices. I could tell that she would have loved to suck me off for the rest of the night, but that wasn't what I had in mind.Pulling her hair once again to get her to stop sucking, I said, "Another night, I will let you suck me until we fall asleep." Stepping behind the chair, I knelt down to cut her hands free, before moving to her feet. Standing us both up so that we were facing each other, I continued. "But tonight, I have something else in mind." Not waiting for a response, I flung my lips onto hers and started to kiss her with a rough hunger that was quickly mirrored by my mother.

Moaning as the kiss continued, Mom's arms were soon wrapped around my neck as she tried to pull me closer. My hands roamed from her waist to her meaty ass as I pulled our crotches together. I gently lowered us to the floor so that I was on top of her. Bringing my hands to her big titties, I gave them a firm squeeze as I broke the kiss, causing Mom to moan in frustration and pleasure.

"Now, I tend not to let my sluts tell me what to do, especially when they are first pledging themselves to me, but seeing as I like the idea of ripping your dress off you," I said as I took a hold of the fabric covering her tits. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." With a roar, I used all the strength my upper body possessed to rip a jagged seam down the middle of her dress.

My earlier suspicions of Mom also being braless was confirmed as her wonderfully big boobs spilled out of the torn dress. What caught me off guard was the black garter belt that wrapped around her crotchless panties. "Fuck, Mommy-Slut! You weren't kidding around; braless, crotchless panties, garter belt, fuck me pumps, and that pearl necklace, you were definitely planning on getting fucked tonight, weren't you?"

"Your Mommy-Slut wanted to show you how much of a slut she could be, Master," Mom answered with a voice heavy with lust. Turning herself over, she brought herself onto her hands and knees. "Not to correct you Master, but they aren't crotchless panties, it's a crotchless thong; that way, my Master has access to all three of my fuckholes to use as he sees fit." Wiggling her hips in a tantalizing display, she gave me a coquettish grin over her shoulder.

Grabbing her hips, I said, "And I plan to use them often, Mommy-Slut." No longer able to resist the temptation, I raised my hand and brought it down onto Mom's ass with a satisfying smack.

"One. Thank you, Master. May I have another?" Mom immediately said after letting out a soft moan upon being spanked.

I don't know why, but this sparked a bit of anger in me. With the hand that had smacked her ass, I reached up to her head, grabbed a fistful of hair and sharply pulled her head back. "Who has been training you, Mommy-Slut? Who else has gotten you to pledge you body to them?"

"N-No one, Master. I swear, you and your sister are the only ones with claims to my body. But I have been reading a lot of incest submission stories online, and counting your spanks, thanking your spanker and asking for more seems to be standard procedure. I was just trying to be a good Mommy-Slut, that's all Master."

Releasing my hold of her hair, I brought my hand back to her ass and gently rubbed the redder skin from where I had spanked her. "Forgive me, Mommy-Slut. I've read stories like that also, and I guess it caused me to jump to conclusions. I'm sorry." I bowed my head shamefully as I finished my apology, hoping Mom would understand.

When I felt her hand on mine as I continued to rub her ass, I looked up to see her looking at me. "There's nothing to forgive, Master," she said with a smile. "Now, which of my fuckholes would you like to use first?"

Smiling, I began to rub my dick back to full hardness in the wet cleft of her pussy lips. "I think I'll take this slutty cunt first, Mommy-Slut. But rest assured, I plan to destroy that ass of yours before the weekend is out."

"Thank you Master. It's been so long since Mommy-Slut's had her shitter reamed and she's been looking forward to your big, beautiful cock doing that for so long."

Every word Mom spoke in these moments were just turning me on more and more. So, I decided to see how filthy my mother could be. Lining myself up to her entrance, I shoved myself in in one single motion, causing us both to groan in pleasure, but held myself still for a moment. Grabbing the two braids she had in a single hand, I gently pulled her head back as I leaned down into her ear to whisper my next commands. "Did you know that I've recorded you getting off to thoughts of submitting to me? The things you say with that slutty tongue of yours always get me harder than diamonds. So, while I fuck this wet cunt of yours, I want you to say any and everything that comes to that dirty mind of yours that you are willing to do and/or have me do to you. Make it as dirty and slutty as you can. Because you don't get to cum until I fill this surprisingly tight twat of yours with my spunk. And if you do cum before I do, not only will you not get fucked or be allowed to orgasm for the rest of Christmas break while you watch me fuck your Mistress through the Karma Sutra each and every day, you are going to go to every teacher at school, while they are teaching, and offer your sexual services to them for the whole class to hear." As I finished laying out her punishment, should she fail to comply with my demands, Mom's body visibly shuddered, and her pussy squeezed my cock in a wave-like pattern. "Do I make myself clear, Mommy-Slut?"

Nodding her head as best she could with her braids still in my grasp, Mom answered, "Yes Master, crystal clear." I started to move my hips in and out at a slow pace, gradually picking up speed as she continued to talk and spew such slutty fantasies. "But I must admit, the idea of walking up to Ms. Frost or Mrs. Blight and asking them if I could lick their pussies is just tempting enough to make me consider cumming right now. But then I wouldn't get to feel this wonderful cock pounding my slutty holes during Christmas at Aunt Marie's house making me moan so loud that your aunt and cousin come in to see what is going on and I force my even more submissive sister to 69 with me while you play musical fuckholes with the two of us and Rheta ties up Aurora in a spread eagle on her mother's bed. Then you fuck your submissive auntie doggy-style over her naked, splayed daughter, only letting her cum when Aurora gives in and finally demands that you fuck her too." Fuck if I didn't nearly bust my nut at those visuals.

My hips were going a mile a minute at this point, causing the loud slaps of my pelvis against Mom's doughy ass to echo throughout the main floor. I tried to focus my energies of tuning out Mom and staving off my climax for as long as I could, but the things she was describing (things that by the very nature of her saying them were all things she was ok with us doing) just couldn't be ignored. "Or how about, when you're off at college next year, I seduce Irene Duque and gift her to you for Christmas so that you can film yourself having sex with that jerk's younger sister as one last 'fuck you' to him. Hell, what if I got her to seduce his girlfriend and you can fuck them both while they trash talk him and beg for your cock.

"Maybe the next time we're at a fancy restaurant, I sneak under the table and suck you off like the good Mommy-Slut I am. And when you're just about to blow and cover my face with your thick, hot cum for me to spend the rest of the meal with on my slutty face, I flag down a pretty waitress and have you spew it all over her. I'll apologize for the mess and offer to help her clean up in the bathroom, where I'll lick your cum from her face, savouring it in my mouth and then kiss her and have us share it. I'll work her up to the same point I had you at, and when she can't take the orgasm denial any longer, I'll tell her that she needs to get her sexiest co-worker, come to our table and have them 69 each other while you jerk off all over their hot bodies. Then I'll pull out my strap-on and we can tag team them, or DP or spit roast them one at a time."

Stopping myself because I knew I was just one more slutty sentence from my mother's mouth away from cumming, I said, "Fuck Mommy-Slut! Those are hot!" Mom just mewled contently and tried to rock herself on my cock before I used my free hand and gave her a solid SMACK on her ass. "Hold still, Mommy-Slut."

"Yes Master. Sorry Master. That was one, Master. Thank you for spanking me, Master. May your Mommy-Slut please have another, Master, while she gives you more examples of how she can be the best slut for you Master?"

Still catching my breath, I said, "Hold those thoughts, Mommy-Slut. I need to confer with your Mistress and see what she thinks of all this." I looked to Rheta as Mom whispered her compliance. "You know that I love you, but now that we've taken this step, I don't know how much you are comfortable with these fantasies of me sleeping with other women. I'll admit that what Mom's said in the past ten minutes is really hot and the thought of fulfilling each of these fantasies has me ready to blow. But if you just want me to focus on you and Mom, that's all I'll do, and just let these remain fantasies."

Standing up from the couch, Rheta walked over to me before kneeling down at my side. I noticed that the leakage from her deflowered pussy had seemed to stop and that her thighs, tits and stomach seemed to have a dried sheen to them. Leaning in, Rheta brought a hand to my cheek before she kissed me sensually, but chastely. "To say that I know that I can't have you to myself and that that knowledge kills me a little every time I remember it, is an understatement. While I love Mom and want her to be happy, there is a part of me that will always be selfish in wanting to hoard you all to myself. That being said, the idea of you having a harem with me as your alpha, or a million one-night stands that you tell me about afterwards is also very hot. To be honest, since I'm bi, I'd definitely would want to be in on some of that action. Mom's fantasies were quite hot, and don't have to be used using just her," she said with a sexy wink. "So, I'm going to make you a deal, which I know you'll accept because only an idiot would turn down an offer this good. Build your harem or have your one-night stands, but every time you do, I want you to let me know that you're trying to get laid. I won't stop you, so long as whenever I say it's our time to be together, you spoil me rotten and love me the way I want to be loved. I may want it rough and mean or sweet and tender, or I might just want you to go down on me for three hours straight and not give you any relief. Hell, I might just want an hour where I worship that beautiful cock of yours. Do we have a deal?"

In lieu of a response, I just pulled her in to me with both hands and kissed her passionately. After a minute of kissing my sister, I pulled away. "You are the best sister turned girlfriend that anybody has ever had!"

She smiled as she reached down and gave quick, light slaps to each of Mom's ass cheeks, causing her to give a moan and to squeeze down on my cock that was still buried to the hilt in her. "That was one and two, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have some more, Mistress?" Mom said with a sexy purr to her voice.

Once again taking her braids into a single hand, I gave five rapid thrusts before I gave Mom a harder slap to each cheek. "Was I done with you yet, Mommy-Slut?"

"Oh Master, I'm sorry. I hope you weren't done with me yet, Master. That was two and three Master. Mommy-Slut thanks you for spanking her, Master and invites and hopes that you'll do it again." Finally giving her what she seemed to want, I smacked Mom's ass twice more on each cheek before landing a finally harder blow closer to the centre along her crack and over her puckered sphincter. The final slap sent her pussy aflutter and almost made me cum. "OOOOHHHH Thank you, Master, thank you so much! Those were spanks 4,5,6,7 and 8, and this Mommy-Slut thanks you for each and every one, Master. Please Master, may I have another?" The desperation was starting to come back to her voice, telling me that if I were to continue spanking her, she would cum just from them alone.

But I still wanted to cum in her snug pussy and have that be what sets her off. Giving a gentle tug on her rein-like braids, I somewhat denied her request. "Not just now, Mommy-Slut. First, we're going to pick up where we left off. I'm going to give your delectable, fat ass a small slap, but it's not a spanking, more just something to get you moving and talking again like you were a few minutes ago." And with that, I gave an upward smack to her ass as I started to get my hips going once again.

"Ohhhh fuck me Master, I love your cock in my slutty pussy," Mom moaned as we once again began to build up a rhythm. "You know who would make a sexy one-night stand or an excellent addition to your new harem? Your kindergarten teacher, Ms. Black. I bumped into her the other day at the store and found out that she called off her engagement after finding that gay-ass ex of hers in bed with his boss. We agreed to get drinks after the break. Maybe I should invite her over for coffee and offer her the special homemade creamer that my son's been giving me for the past few weeks. And when she asks for the recipe, you can tell her that you'll only tell her in her classroom after school one day. Wouldn't it be so hot and dirty and slutty to whip out your dick in her classroom and get her to choke on it as you mark her as your slutty little teacher whore when you cum on her face and tell her to send the picture to her ex and say that her former student from her first ever class was a better fuck than he ever could be? Wouldn't you love to shoot your cum into her platinum blonde hair or onto those big pale titties that she tries so hard to hide? You can demand that she meet us at a no-tell motel where she gets to let her inner cumslut out in full force while the three of us fuck her into a drooling mess and cover her with our cum."

"Fuck, Mommy-Slut, I love that wicked tongue of yours. I think that I'm ready to burst, so I want you to make the next fantasy out of your mouth to be the sluttiest thing you've said all night." I had slowed myself down to where I was using deep, powerful strokes, so that I wouldn't be cumming so soon.

"Yes, Master. One slutty fantasy to be turned into reality coming up. Did you ever notice that Ms. Ovapasch doesn't like me very much? Did you ever wonder to yourself why that was?"

"This isn't sounding very slutty, Mommy-Slut. It's not even sexy," I said in a slightly annoyed tone.

Stopping her own movements for a moment, Mom turned and looked at me over her shoulder. "Trust me Master, not only is this sexy and slutty beyond your wildest dreams, it's going to genuinely rock your world. The reason that she hates me, is you two." The both of us gasped at this, as we had (at Mom's continued insistence) always been nice to Ms. Ovapasch and her daughter Alexandria. "Don't worry, it's not your fault in the way that your thinking of it; she isn't so petty as to hate you two, but the two of you are the reason she hates me. You see, before you were born, Jackie and your Aunt Marie were inseparable. If they didn't have boyfriends, I'd have said that they were dating each other; which looking back now is kinda what they were doing. Shortly after Aurora was born, I went to visit Marie. When Jackie and who I thought was her boyfriend showed up, they had some alcohol with them. Marie told me that I could have some as long as I didn't get too drunk that I was throwing up later. Some coolers and hours later, Marie gets called to work, and takes off with Aurora, while the three of us continued to drink. Half an hour after that, they're making out, and my being a horny teenager with a cute guy and a hot girl am trying to get in on the action."

At this point, I've stopped fucking Mom and she hasn't resumed fucking me since she stopped after I called her out on this not being a slutty story. Which up until her admitting she wanted to have sex with both Ms. Ovapasch and her boyfriend, it wasn't. "I thought you said that this was a slutty, sexy story, Mommy-Slut? You're giving me lots of details, but none of them are slutty and I'm starting to go limp in your pussy. So, get to the slutty part, or I'll punish you more severely than what I said would happen if you came before I did."

"You mean like the part where while they were making out, I slid under Jackie's skirt and started to lick her bald pussy and making her break the kiss and moan out how I, Marie, was so good at licking her pussy. Or maybe how I had also pulled out his big cock and was stroking him while I licked her, before switching over to suck him and finger her. Slutty like that, Master? Or maybe how after I had swallowed his cock to the root that he said 'Oh shit, sis! Not even you can deep throat me like this!' Yes, the boy I thought was Jackie's boyfriend was actually her brother! When I heard that I popped my head off his dick and looked between the two of them. 'Fuck me like you do our sisters and I'll not only keep your secret, I'll be your slut forever.' Forgive me, Master, but I said those words to him, and at the time, I meant them. And he did fuck me, Master, he fucked us both. They made me their slut, and by the end of the day, I was covered in so much cum that I can still feel the layers of it on my today. That's when Marie got home, and upon seeing me covered and filled with so much cum, snapped. She was so angry at Jackie and her brother for taking advantage of me and all but threw them out of the house. She was so upset that she kicked me out too.

"When we finally spoke again, she apologized for the way her friends had treated me and said that she had cut all ties with them and that they were never to speak to us again. That's when I told her I was pregnant with you two and she immediately called Jackie and said that we all needed to talk. We met at Jackie's parents' house where I learned that Jackie was also pregnant. Marie called Jackie's parents into the room and told them everything: her and Jackie's relationship, the relationship between Jackie and her brother, their relationship with me, that both me and Jackie were pregnant with his children, as well as the fact that Aurora was his as well. Long story short is that his family had him chemically castrated and had the three of us sent here so that we'd be away from them but close to each other so that their grandchildren could grow up, not knowing the truth, but still close and potentially in each others' lives."

Mom started to push herself on and off of my cock at this point. "You want a slutty fantasy to make reality, Master, why don't we call up your aunties, invite them over for Christmas, let your sister-cousins know how related we all really are, and you can fuck us all into submission with your glorious, incestuous, cock. You'd have your alpha sister, your Mommy-Slut, a couple of pet-aunties and some sister-cousin-slaves to fuck, one for every day of the week with an orgy every Sunday. Knocking us up so that our big titties get even bigger as they fill with milk for you to drink and feed the daughters you're going to fuck into the six of us. Wouldn't you like to have an incest harem at your beck and call for you to fuck, or having us fuck each other with dildos and strap-ons? Isn't that just the kinkiest, sluttiest, nastiest thing you could think of? And it's only just a phone call, and spiked drinks away. God, I can't wait to taste Jackie's pussy again; she tasted like peaches and I just need to eat that peach again."

At this point I was hanging on by a thread as I pounded away at my mother's sweet cunt. Sweat pouring down my face, I finally let go of Mom's braids and used both hands to power back her hips as I thrusted forward with all my might. "S-S-So close, Mommy-Slut. Talk dirty to me so that I can fill your slutty twat with cum and we can start to plan that dinner."Did you know that your Mommy-Slut hasn't been on the pill since the summer, and that right now is a fertile day? So, if you blow that huge, hot load boiling in those sexy balls of yours right now and flood my slutty, little pussy, you could be making the first step into knocking up all the women in your incest harem."

"FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK!" I howled as my balls completely emptied into my mother's apparently fertile pussy. As she felt my sperm flooding her womb, Mom gave a similar cry before having her arms and legs give out on her, causing the both of us to fall to the floor in a heap of sweaty flesh.

It wasn't for another ten minutes that the two of us did anything more than heavily pant to get any air and strength back into our bodies. When I could finally move again, I rolled off of Mom and onto my back, where I immediately found both my sides to be filled by the two most important women in my life. Wrapping my arms around the both of them, I snuggled them in tighter. With a loud exhalation of breath I said, "Wow, I never would have thought tonight would end like this?"

At this, Mom gave a small laugh. "Oh really? You mean you didn't plan tonight's events out since the start of the week when you invited us for a movie date at home, just the three of us?"

Turning my head slightly to look at her, I gave an apologetic smile. "I mean, I've been planning this since like Halloween, I just didn't think it would end the way it did."

"What's shocked you?" Rhe asked.

"What didn't turn out like you planned?" Mom questioned at the same time as Rheta. She continued, "It can't be the intruders dead set on not noticing the family resemblance between the three of us as they got you to have sex with your sister. Nor could it have been your correct conclusion that I'd want to jump your bones as soon as they'd left and I'd been teased all night long. What about tonight wasn't your plan?"

Turning away from Mom, I looked to Rheta to see how she was taking these revelations about how deep I was involved in tonight's goings on. She just gave me a blank look and I knew that to get to see her actual feelings on this, I'd have to tell my truth. "I set this all into motion before I knew that the two of you had your own plans for tonight. I didn't really realize that until I was getting dressed for dinner and by then it was too late to stop what I had set in motion. I found a guy on Craigslist and told him I wanted to help my buddy get laid with his girlfriend and him being too shy to take that step. I read a story online where a group of friends come up with the idea to stage break-ins in each others' houses and forcing the friend to have sex with his mom and sister. I told the guy that tonight was a date between my buddy and his girlfriend and that they weren't to hurt anyone, and stage it so that they would think that getting us to fuck was for his enjoyment. He doesn't know that I'm the one who hired him, or that Rhe and I are siblings, at least from what I've told him in our correspondence. I didn't know that he was planning on bringing a partner, although that did help sell the illusion of me being overpowered at first, nor was I aware about how mean they were going to be. But I guess staging a break-in requires a bit of roughness to sell the act.

"I won't beat around the bush; I know that we've all been aware that we've all wanted to sleep with each other for awhile now. Because I was too cowardly to take that leap and trust that what I was seeing and hearing from you two was the truth and that we didn't have to involve others, I came up with a solution that I thought would solve any potential pitfalls that might arise from us crossing the line. If it's what we wanted, great, now we're over the hump of our insecurities; if it wasn't, we just try to forget that this ever happened and just outwardly blame it all on the perverts who invaded our home. I'm sorry that I lied to you about tonight and that I ruined the plans that you two had clearly put a lot of effort into." Turning to look directly at Rheta I said, "I'm sorry that, in a sense, I did rape you and that I took your virginity in such a deceitful way. It was a cruel trick that I should never have forced you to play out, especially knowing that you had feelings for me. I hope that you can see why I did what I did and punish me accordingly."

Raising her hand, she gently brushed her fingers across my cheek before cupping my face. "I was hurt when I realized that you had organized tonight the way you did. When I figured out that they were here to try to get me to have sex with you, I wanted to pull the rug out and tell them the truth about who we are to each other. But even though I was hurt and mad, I was also thankful. Here was my chance to tell my brother just how much I love him, my chance to actually be with him like I'd spent the last nine months fantasizing about. You kissed me, defended me and treated me like your actual girlfriend, when those two were here and my heart melted because of that. Ever since we got back from the cottage, I've been scared that your lusting after me and Mom was just the perversions of a horny teenager. But the way you acted tonight, the love I saw in your eyes and felt in every touch of our skin, I knew that you loved me too. You have nothing to apologize for, Henry my love, for while it might not have been they way I'd have wanted it to happen, tonight will always hold a special place in my heart as the night that you showed me how much you loved me." Pulling my face down to hers, Rhe's and my lips met in a gentle loving kiss. "I love you with all of my heart, Henry, and I never want to stop."

I was blown away by the look of truest love that came from my sister's face as she said this. I knew that I had to say something, but as to what, I had no clue. My mouth moved mechanically up and down as I tried to find the words. After a moment that felt like forever, I simply told her the truth. "I want to say something to that, more than just 'I love you, too'. But there are no words that I can string together to show you the depth of my love, gratitude, and understanding of your words."

Her eyes seemed to search my face before she gave me a small smile and kissed my cheek. "Those words are perfectly enough, my dearest brother." Kissing my lips gently and quickly once again, she turned my head to Mom and whispered in my ear. "She may be the town's biggest slut, but she still needs to feel your love."

Looking over my mother, I saw that she'd been crying while I talked with my sister. "Why are you crying, Mom?" I asked as I gently wiped her tear-streaked cheeks.

"I've been lusting after you for so long, wishing that you would make me the slut I crave to be, that I forgot how tender you could be and that that was one of the first things that made me fall for you. I may be what you sister said, but she's also right in saying that I still need and want to feel loved. Not just as your mother, or your Mommy-Slut, but as your woman. But I can't ask you to love me like you do your sister, my own daughter. As a mother, I can't steal my baby's happiness for my own. Two out of three ain't bad, right?" she asked, quoting Meatloaf, as a new set of tears fell from her sparkling eyes.

"Shh, shh, Mom. Don't cry," I cooed as I wiped the tears away. "You won't be stealing the love I have for Rhe by asking me to love you as my woman. Because I do love you as my woman; you're sexy, funny, smart, kind, and so much more. The fact that you're my mom, and by extension the best mom in the world, is just another layer of icing on the twenty-tier cake that is all the reasons that I love you; and that's before we add in the hottest sex and wickedest tongue." Leaning down, I kissed her on the mouth in a passionate but chaste kiss. "Just say the words, Elizabeth," I continued, using Mom's name to make a point and causing her to gasp in surprise as she looked me in the eye, "and I'll love you any way you wish."

Smiling as new tears threatened to fall from her eyes, she said, "Thank you Henry, for meeting and surpassing all my needs and expectations." Reaching up her hand to caress my cheek like her daughter had done a few minutes prior, Mom pulled me down into a sensual kiss where I could feel her trying to give me every ounce of love that she possessed.

As the kiss ended, I pulled myself off the ground before offering to do the same for them. Ushering us to the stairs I said, "Time for bed. We'll talk and fuck some more in the morning." And with that we made our way to the master bedroom's king size bed, snuggling ourselves back down to sleep with me in the middle, Rhe on my right and Mom on my left.