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Take me all the way in!" I demanded. Rhonda's eyes were on fire as I directed her mouth farther and farther down the length of my cock. "Look at me while you do it!" Her eyes locked with mine and I groaned. I lost it as soon as I felt her nose burying itself in the pubic hair above my cock. My cum gushed forth with surprising strength, but Rhonda swallowed every drop.

"You're very good at that," I heard someone say to Rhonda from the doorway. It was my mother. Rhonda looked at me, not sure how to react. I was too spent to care. I saw her shrug to herself.

"Thanks," Rhonda said. The two looked at each other and I was surprised to see my mother nod her head. She seemed to read something in Rhonda's expression. Mom looked and me and smiled sadly.

"I'm glad," my mother said. "This is the way it should be. I just helped your sister back to her bed. She needs her sleep and I was tossing and turning for some reason. I'll leave you two to it." I frowned as my mom slipped back out the door.

"What's wrong?" Rhonda asked once we were alone.

"Nothing," I sighed.

"Brian, please don't do that." Rhonda said, facing me. "You know how I feel about you and I don't want you to keep secrets from me. What's bothering you?" I looked at her and hesitated before shaking my head. It not like Rhonda wouldn't guess.

"Mom was the one who left nail marks on my back," I said, watching her reaction carefully. Rhonda just nodded in acceptance. "That was our first time together, but we've been together a lot since."

"She's very beautiful," Rhonda said.

"Yes," I agreed, thinking about a lot of things. "Mom really enjoys our time together, but she doesn't think it's right."

"How did you two end up together?" Rhonda asked. "Did you force her? That first night."

"Yes and no," I frowned. "Mom came home unexpectedly and I was asleep in her bed. She climbed in without realizing I was there."

"And that made you decide to sleep with her?"

"Actually," I grinned. "It was dark and I thought it was you."

"That's interesting," she smiled. "What happened next?"

"Well, by the time I realized the truth I was too horny to stop," I admitted. "And mom was drunk and in enough need not to be thinking clearly."

"Does your mom get drunk often?" Rhonda asked. I could see why she would think that.

"No, not really," I laughed. "She quit her job that day."

"What happened next?"

"Well, I let mom know it was me," I answered.

"After you were inside of her," Rhonda said knowingly. I shrugged. I couldn't very well deny it. She laughed.

"I'd made her cum and was in desperate need of my own relief," I explained. "Mom fought against me, but I refused to let her up."

"Was that when you realized you like to be in control?" Rhonda asked.

"Oh, I've pretty much always known it, but that was the first time that I went as far as I did," I sighed. I felt a need to explain. "It wasn't like with Megan. Mom didn't really want me to stop. She just thought that as my mother she should do the right thing. My mother is old fashioned and thinks that good girls shouldn't do certain things."

"But she likes them," Rhonda smiled. "And likes to be forced into doing them."

"Exactly," I said, surprised she understood. "It seems I'm like my father in that way."

"Are there any other family secrets I should know about?" Rhonda asked. "Like did you sleep with your sister Lisa too?"

"And my cousin Gloria." That seemed to surprise her.

"Lisa and Gloria?" she asked rhetorically. "You have been a busy."

"It's all a very recent thing."

Rhonda smiled briefly, but then grew serious. "And that's why what happened with Megan threw you. It makes sense. You're still finding out what interests you and what doesn't."

"I guess."

"You still haven't told me what's wrong," Rhonda said gently. She was looking at me expectantly.

"Did you see my mom's expression when she left?" I asked in reply. "She could tell that we cared for each other just by looking at us. Mom was happy that I found someone I could love who could loved me in return."

"Only?" Rhonda prompted, knowing there was more.

"Only mom's been saying from the start that what happened between us was temporary," I sighed. "And I'm pretty sure that it's over now."

"Do you want it to be over?"

I looked at Rhonda carefully, not sure what to say. She wasn't like other girls. I wasn't sure what the right answer was so I decided to go with the truth.

"Not really," I replied. "But you're more than worth it."

"Thanks," she smiled. "Of course, if you don't truly want it to be over, then you do realize it's not, right?"

"Yeah, I do," I said. "But maybe letting it go is for the best."

"I hope not," Rhonda grinned. "Like I said, your mom is beautiful. I wouldn't mind sharing you with her."

"You wouldn't?" I asked in surprise.

"Brian," Rhonda laughed. "You really are an odd one. I don't think you understand the extent of what I'm capable of. I'm yours. I'd do anything you want because you want it. Like I said, maybe that's Megan's fault, but the bottom line is that I am the way I am. Your pleasure brings me pleasure."

"Plus, you want my mom," I smiled slowly, causing her to laugh again.

"Of course," Rhonda replied. "And Lisa and Gloria."

"Hmm," I said thoughtfully. "Lisa for sure, but I'm not sure about Gloria." My problem with my cousin was Bobby. I'd shared Lisa with him, but could I do it with Rhonda? I wasn't sure. Maybe in time.

"Whatever you want," she shrugged. I looked at her and her eyes met mine. "I'm serious. Whatever you want."

"Hmm," I said with a slow smile. "In that case, I think I'd like to finish what we started."

"My pleasure," Rhonda smiled. "How do you want me?"

"In my mother's bed," I replied. "With mom there watching."

"More than watching I hope," Rhonda replied, her smiling turning into a grin. "Is your mom into girls?"

"I think she'd like to try it. Lisa's a little more reticent."

"Let's go," Rhonda said, getting off my bed and standing, waiting for me to join her. She was smiling sexily as she stood there completely naked. I was tempted to pull her back down. Rhonda could tell and it was obvious that she'd let me if I wanted to. I stood and took her hand.

"This should be interesting," I laughed, leading her down the hall and to my mother's room. I opened the door and led Rhonda in.

"Brian, what..." mom began, but stopped when she saw Rhonda with me. Mom froze, clearly at a loss. She was in her bed with the covers up and she grasped them tightly.

"Rhonda, go kiss my mother," I said. My new girlfriend smiled and moved to the bed.

"Wait! What are you... No!" mom cried, but Rhonda took my mom's face in her hands and kissed her. Mom pushed her away, but not before their lips touched. I climbed into mom's bed and grabbed her. I kissed her roughly. She fought me at first, but I was used to it and with mom I knew what she really wanted. Rhonda got in bed on the other side of my mother.

"Remember mom, you're mine!" I growled as we finally broke apart. "And I want to share you with Rhonda."

"But we can't! It's wrong!" mom cried.

"Why? Because I'm a girl?" Rhonda asked. "Come on, this can't be worst than what you and Brian are doing already. That's incest and he loves it. He says you do too, although you don't often admit it."

"I can't!" mom cried.

"You can," I disagreed. "And you will. Mom, I care for Rhonda and I think she's going to be around a long time."

"And I feel the same way about your son," Rhonda smiled. "It doesn't make a lot of sense, but honestly not much in my life has. All I know is that your son is the first person I've ever truly felt this way about. I've given myself to him completely, just like you have."

"I have not!" my mom cried. "Brian took me!"

"And you loved it," Rhonda smiled sexily. "I understand. I like that too, but we're not talking about me. We're talking about you. Tell me that what Brian did was really against your will?"

"I can't!" mom cried.

"That's good," Rhonda smiled, leaning toward my mother and kissing her briefly. "He loves you and if he had it would seriously have upset him. You gave yourself to him. Perhaps kicking and screaming about how wrong it was, but in the end it's the same thing. You love the idea of fucking your son. You love how he feels inside of you."

"No!" mom cried, but it was more in denial of how she felt, not with what Rhonda was saying.

"Yes," Rhonda said confidently. "Admit it. Right now all you can think of is Brian's long, hard cock inside of you."

"You're wrong!" mom insisted. Rhonda smiled and reached under the covers. Her hand found my mother's soaked pussy. I could smell mom's excitement at the covers shifted.

"No, I'm not," Rhonda said, moving her hand under the covers.

"Stop! What are you doing to me?" mom groaned.

"Bringing you pleasure," Rhonda smiled seductively. My mother turned to me.

"Brian, stop her!" she cried. "Please!"

"But mom, you clearly like what she's doing," I smiled, pulling her by her chin until our lips met. Mom kissed me passionately despite her denials. I broke the kiss after a short time.

"But it's wrong! I'm your mother and she's your girlfriend," mom gasped. "We shouldn't be doing this!"

"Wow! I can tell why she gets to you so much," Rhonda interjected, looking at me. "Typically, I'm submissive, but your mother is bringing out the few controlling tendencies I have!"

"Just so long as you remain mine," I smiled, kissing Rhonda and reaching over my mother, squeezing my new girlfriend's tits roughly.

"Always!" Rhonda gasped between kisses, and then added, "Squeeze harder please!" I did as she asked and continued to kiss her. I was sure I was bruising her lips as well as her breasts, but Rhonda loved every second of it. The room was filled with more than just the smell of my mother's excitement. I dropped one hand to Rhonda soaked pussy and rubbed it. She spread her legs wider and took hold of my hand, trying to make me work her pussy harder.

"Yes!" Rhonda cried. "I'm close. Please! Finish me!"

"Not before my mother," I insisted. Rhonda looked at me with lust filled eyes and threw off the sheet covering my mother. She had two fingers buried in my mother and she was working them in and out unmercifully.

"Brian! Don't let her make me cum!" my mother cried.

"Why not?" I asked, looking back and forth between my mother and Rhonda. "Mom, you might one day be her mother in law. Wouldn't this be a great first memory?" Both my mother and Rhonda moaned. The both clearly like the idea. "Rhonda, give my mother something more to remember this day by."

"Anything you want," Rhonda said, looking at me with a combination of love, lust and complete submission. It was more than a little intoxicating. "And everything you want." I pointed toward my mother's pussy. My girlfriend understood immediately.

"Wait!" mom cried. "What are you doing?"

I watched as Rhonda moved down between my mother legs and buried her face between mom's thighs. My mother gasped out. Her expression was one of complete shock and enjoyment. Her legs fell open as wide as they would go and mom took Rhonda's head in her hands and pulled. I watched Rhonda's tongue drive deep inside of my mother.

"So wrong!" my mother gasped. "But it feels so good!"

"It's your turn to control her," I whispered in mom's ear. "Make her give you pleasure!" My mother moved Rhonda's head roughly, forcing my girlfriend to lick all of her, not that Rhonda fought her.

"Oh Brian!" mom cried. "Her tongue...it's going to...oh Fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

I watched as mom thrashed on her bed. She was completely lost in her orgasm. Rhonda continued to lick and take in as much of my mother's juices as she could gather. The whole time her eyes were locked with mine. I waited almost until my mom's orgasm was done, almost. I was in too much need. I pushed Rhonda away from my mother's pussy. I had planned on taking Rhonda, but mom's pussy beckoned me. It was throbbing in release and I couldn't pass it up. I got between her legs and pushed in with one long, hard stroke.

"Yes!" mom cried, rolling into another orgasm.

"Oh my God!" Rhonda gasped. "That's so hot! You're fucking your mother!"

"Her pussy is squeezing my cock!" I grunted. "I won't last long like this."

"Do it!" Rhonda cried. "Cum in your mother! Fill her!"

I lost it. I thrust in my mother as hard as I could. I held her hips roughly and drove deep over and over again. My cum exploded from my cock. I'm not sure if mom came again or if her last orgasm just continued, but she shivered and shook until I was completely spent.

"Now that I'd like to see again," Rhonda moaned, fingering herself. "You two are something else!"

"I'm sure that can be arranged," I smiled, rubbing my still hard cock up and down the length of mom's pussy.

"No Brian," mom said, but she sounded a lot calmer now. I looked down into her eyes. She wasn't saying she didn't want me to take her again, or that she thought it was wrong. Those might or might not be true, but mom was focused on Rhonda. "Take her. She wants you inside of her, and I want to watch you with her."

I looked at Rhonda and she smiled seductively. She was clearly ready. Her pussy was soaked as she continued to play with it. Her nipples were hard and waiting.

"Mom, get her ready for me while I recover," I said, shifting off of my mother. Her eyes grew slightly as Rhonda lay next to her. "I know you're tired, but I want you to taste her. I promise, you'll like it."

"I know," my mother said almost as if in a daze, but still she hesitated.

"Please mom," Rhonda said to my mother as if it were the most natural thing. "I want this. I want to feel your lips, your hands."

"You called me mom," my mother said in surprise. Even Rhonda seemed a bit shocked by her own words.

"It slipped out. I'm not even sure why. I hope you don't mind?" Rhonda asked in concern. My mother smiled slowly.

"No, I like it," mom said, kissing Rhonda on the lips.

It didn't take me long to recover as I watched the girl I was falling in love with and my mother kissing and touching each other. Rhonda was clearly comfortable with having sex with another woman, no surprise there, but mom was quickly learning how to please Rhonda as well. I smiled happily when my mom finally had her first taste of Rhonda's pussy. I'd known she was interested in trying it with another woman. I was glad that my girlfriend could help.

I was more than ready to join them, but they were really enjoying each other at the moment and I didn't want to ruin it. I smiled and remembered my first time with mom. It hit me suddenly that Lisa wasn't here for this and that she might be unhappy about it later. I stood and went to her room. She was sleeping. I woke her up with a kiss.

"What's going on?" Lisa smiled when I pulled away. I told her. She listened silently and frowned ever so slightly. In the end she shrugged, more to herself I thought. "You really like Rhonda, don't you?"

"Yes," I admitted.

"I thought so," she grinned. "You two were sending vibes out all night during that party a few weeks ago."

"Were we?" I asked in surprise.

"Oh don't worry little brother," she laughed. "You had no idea. She was Francis's girlfriend and you being you, I'm sure your subconscious did it's best to hide your interest even from yourself."

"Not entirely," I laughed along with her.

"Well, let go see what's happening," my sister sighed. We made our way down the hallway. I stopped at mom's door.

"Um Lisa," I said carefully. "Are you sure you want to come in? I mean, you're welcome and all, but you don't seem into other woman that much."

"We'll see," she shrugged, but then smiled and added, "Besides, there always you little brother."

"Count on it," I laughed, kissing her again. "In fact, maybe we need to stay out here a little longer."

"You think?" Lisa asked, biting her bottom lip.

"I know," I grinned pushing my sister against the wall.

It didn't take Lisa very long to become excited and I was still hard from watching mom and Rhonda. I lifted one of her legs to my shoulder and pushed my cock inside of her.

"Oh fuck!" Lisa gasped. "I definitely better start doing my gymnastics training again. I am not a human pretzel!" Yet, despite her words, she clearly liked what I was doing. I pushed in and out of my sister a few times. A moan from mom's bedroom interrupted my thoughts.

"I've changed my mind," I said suddenly, putting Lisa's leg back down and lifting her off the ground using both hands on her ass and upper thighs. My cock was still buried in my sister's pussy as I carried her into my mother's bedroom. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.

"See, I told you he'd be back with Lisa," mom smiled as she took a moment to stop her sixty-nine with Rhonda. Mom was on top. I couldn't see Rhonda, but based on mom's expression, my girlfriend hadn't bothered to stop what she was doing. She couldn't see us by the door anyway.

I carried Lisa to the bed and fell on top of her, refusing to pull out even for a moment. It would have been funny if everyone in the room wasn't close to release. Rhonda and Lisa's head were very close. My sister's eyes grew big as she watched my girl's mouth work our mother's pussy expertly. I caught Rhonda's eye and smiled. I not sure what she might have done in response, but mom lost it again at that moment and my girl was too busy licking and sucking to do anything else.

"Oh wow!"Lisa cried, watching mom's pussy throb up close.

"It looks amazing, doesn't it?" I asked as I continued stroking in and out of my sister's tight pussy.

"It tastes even better," Rhonda got out between licks.

"Does it? Really?" Lisa asked, and then blushed at her own question.

"Why don't you kiss Rhonda and find out?" I prompted. She wasn't really to taste the real thing, at least not yet. My sister didn't respond as she watched as mom finally stopped cumming. My mother shifted off of Rhonda and my girl sat up. Her lips glistened with mom's juices, but she didn't wipe them.

"Hi," Lisa said nervously.

"Hello," Rhonda said, moving closer. Her lips found my sister's and Lisa froze for a moment as Rhonda kissed her, but that didn't last long. She clearly liked mom's taste on my girl's lips. I'm sure my riding my sister at that moment helped at least a little. Their tongues danced in each other's mouths.

"Feel like tasting your girlfriend?" mom asked, sitting on the bed next to me. Her lips were still wet with Rhonda's cum. I pulled mom's mouth to mine roughly.

"Clearly a yes," Lisa laughed as she pulled away from Rhonda's kisses.

"How does it feel?" Rhonda asked, watching Lisa and me as I pushed in and out of my sister. "I haven't felt Brian inside of me yet."

"Well, that will never do," Lisa smiled, trying to shift out from under me.

"Not going to happen," I grinned, as I stopped kissing mom and held my sister down. "I want you to cum first, and then I'll take care of Rhonda."

"Saving the best for last?" my mother smiled.

"Hey!" Lisa cried, but she was laughing.

"Hurry," Rhonda said, despite laughing along with Lisa. "I need to feel you inside of me."

"Hey, I thought I was the bossy one here." I was just joking, but Rhonda didn't laugh. Instead, she looked at me oddly.

"You are," she said. I could tell that she was warring with a decision. She wanted to tell me something, but was afraid. I smiled at her, trying to let her know it was okay to tell me. She must have got the message. "I sometimes forget myself. If you think it's necessary, you can punish me. You can have your mother and sister's help if you'd like."

"Hmm," Lisa said. "Now that sounds interesting."

"Down girl," I said, thrusting into my sister harder, reminding her that I was the one in control. I can't say I didn't expect Rhonda's offer. Megan was clearly the type to involve pain in her domination.

"Rhonda, you don't have to worry," my mother said. "My son wouldn't hurt you." I watched my girlfriend's face very carefully as mom spoke. It was obvious that Rhonda was disappointed.

"Unless of course, you like that," I put in, letting her know with my eyes that I meant it. Megan probably included pain in her sadistic sex play, but that wasn't really the point. Rhonda liked it. That's what was important.

"Is that it Rhonda?" Lisa gasped, her orgasm was growing close. "Do you like pain?"

"You seem to be enjoying it yourself," Rhonda said with an odd smile.

"It's not like I have a choice!" my sister moaned. "Little brother is anything but little."

"Rhonda, come here," I demanded. My own orgasm was starting to build and that always made me bossier. She came without question. "Hold my sister's hands over her head." Rhonda did as I asked, watching us both hungrily.

"Brian, I'm not sure this is a good idea," mom frowned. I pulled her to me roughly while I continued to fuck my sister. Mom's eyes got big as I crushed her lips with mine.

"I am," I said, confidently. "Now straddle Lisa's head." If possible, mom's eyes got even bigger, but she loved the idea. I could tell.

"Hey wait!" Lisa cried. Mom hesitated. I slapped her ass, but not that hard. Mom yelped, but continued to kiss me.

"Oh shush!" I heard Rhonda say to my sister. "You're going to love it and you know it!"

"But..." Lisa began. I heard Rhonda kiss her.

"Remember the taste of mom on my lips?" my girl asked. "You loved it."

"True, but..." Lisa began. I ignored her argument. It was a losing one anyway. I was focused on mom.

"Straddle her face," I demanded.

"That's so wrong!" mom gasped, but it was obvious that the idea got to her.

"Maybe even worse than fucking your own son," I offered with a grin. Mom smiled and shook her head.

"No, not that wrong," she said, still not moving.

"Then what are you waiting for?" I asked.

"I'm her mother," mom said. "I can't do something like this. It's terrible!"

"You want me to make you, don't you?" I asked. Mom refused to answer. I smiled and slapped her ass again. This one was a little harder.

"Ouch!" mom cried, but she didn't move away. In fact, I think she lifted her ass slightly in anticipation of the next blow. I was happy to oblige. My third slap echoed for a moment.

"Mom, are you okay?" Lisa asked in concern. I understood. She couldn't see mom's expression. I could.

"I'm sorry baby!" mom cried. "He's too strong. You're brother is forcing me to do this!" Yet, despite her words, mom straddled Lisa's head facing me without any further prompting. I grinned when mom settled down on my sister's mouth.

"Lick her!" I heard Rhonda saying to my sister. "Make your mother cum! You know you want to taste her again! Do it!"

Mom moaned a moment later. It was obvious that Lisa was listening to my girl. Her tongue was working the length of our mother's opening. I wasn't really surprised when mom started slowly thrusting her hips, causing her pussy to slide back and forth along Lisa's mouth.

"That feels good, doesn't it?" I asked as I thrust into my sister's now steaming pussy.

"No!" mom cried, but then a moment later she cried, "It feels amazing! It dirty, it's wrong, but my God, I've never felt like this before!"

"You hear your mother?" Rhonda asked Lisa. "See how much she likes it? Make her cum!"

"Oh fuck!" mom cried. "Her tongue is moving faster!"

"Rhonda, come here!" I snapped. A moment later she was standing next to my mother and me. "Kiss my mother." Rhonda did so without hesitation. I watched them, feeling my orgasm building. I was fighting it now.

"Are you going to punish me like you did your mother?" Rhonda asked. "For being bossy?"

I swung my arm with more force than I planned and the smack was far harder than I gave my mother. Rhonda cried out, but then smiled and held her ass in a way that let me know she wanted another. I was so worked up that I didn't even hesitate. I slapped her ass again.

"I'm cumming!" Lisa cried suddenly and her pussy grabbed hold of my cock and refused to let go for a moment.

"Me too!" mom cried, drenching my sister's face with her juices. By all rights, I should have joined them, but I wanted Rhonda too much to let go. I pulled my cock free from my sister's throbbing pussy and rolled away from her. I pulled Rhonda with me. We ended up on the floor.

I thrust deep into Rhonda who had her legs wrapped around me as if she were trying to pull me deeper. It was a wasted effort because I was as deep as I could go, not that I didn't appreciate it. I rode her hard, wanting to watch her explode. We kissed for a few moments, but our love making was too violent to keep it up. We both needed release now!

"Brian!" Rhonda cried as her orgasm took her. I didn't stop stroking in and out of her. I wanted her to cum again.

"Do it again!" I snapped. "Cum for me again!" It didn't take long.

"Oh yes!" Rhonda cried, exploding into another orgasm.

I think I surprised her when I rolled onto my back and took her with me. Now she was on top, but she wasn't even remotely in control. I thrust up into her and slapped her ass hard with both my hands. I did this three more times before she rolled into her next orgasm, and somehow I still held off.

"Mine!" I growled. "You're mine!"

"Yes!" Rhonda sobbed between orgasms.

"Brian, if you don't finish soon she's going to pass out!" Lisa said. I looked on the bed and saw mom and her watching us.

"You need to mark her," mom said. "Like you did Lisa and me."

"Mark me?" Rhonda asked. There was perhaps a little fear there, but also need and want.

"Like this," Lisa said, pulling her hair back and showing Rhonda the back of her neck. Mom did the same thing.

"Oh yes!" Rhonda moaned. I felt her pussy spasm again around my cock. "Please mark me as yours!"

Lisa pulled Rhonda off of my cock and back onto the bed. Mom took my girl's other hand. My sister and mother forced Rhonda onto her stomach and had her lift her ass in the air. They each slapped her ass once before holding her arms steady, not that Rhonda was trying to escape.

"Mark me Brian! Make me yours!"

I got behind Rhonda and thrust my rock hard cock back inside her. I held her hips and started fucking into her pussy as hard as I could go. She was still soaked, but clearly spent and not near cumming again. I couldn't say the same.

Mom took Rhonda hair and pulled it aside, letting me see my girl's neck. It was unblemished. I leaned forward and twisted her head enough to kiss her. Rhonda's eyes were lust filled pools.

"I'm going to mark you as mine," I whispered into her ear between kisses.

"And once that's done there's no going back," my sister interjected.

"The mark may fade," my mother said slowly, meeting my eyes. "But his possession doesn't. Not that you'll want it to."

"No, it won't," I said pointedly, looking at my mother a moment longer before focusing on Rhonda again. "Do you want me to mark you?"

"More than anything in the world!" Rhonda moaned.

"Mine!" I growled into her ear.

"Yes!" she cried as my mouth found her neck. I thrust deep into her pussy with my cock and sucked her neck hard, leaving a bruise that meant so much more than a mere blemish on the back of her neck.

"I'm cumming!" I grunted.

"Yes!" Rhonda said and somehow came again.

Our orgasms blasted through us. I filled Rhonda's pussy for the first time. She wasn't a virgin. Hell, I expect that she was far from it, but it didn't matter. This was our first time together and neither of us would ever forget it. She was mine now, just like mom and Lisa. I came so hard that she couldn't hold all of my juices. I pulled out and covered her pink ass. Afterward, I rolled off of Rhonda.

I felt her lie her head on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead as I began to drift off. Mom and Lisa somehow fit on the bed as well. I felt one of them at my back. I'm guessing the other was at Rhonda's. I was too spent to look. Frankly, I was far too gone to do anything other than pass out.

**********

"Are you planning on waking up anytime soon, little brother?"

I opened my eyes. The bed was empty. Lisa was standing at the door. She had clearly showered. I blinked a few times, trying to focus.

"Where is everyone?" I asked.

"Afraid Rhonda bailed after last night?" my sister teased.

"Not really," I replied, realizing I meant it. "She's mine."

"I know," Lisa laughed. "We've been discussing that downstairs. Why don't you take a quick shower and join us? Mom's making breakfast now."

"I'll be right down," I said, rolling out of bed.

It didn't take me long to shower and get dressed. I found Mom, Lisa and Rhonda at the kitchen table eating pancakes. It looked like the most natural thing in the world, despite the craziness of last night. Had I really spanked Rhonda? And mom? Wow!

"Penny for your thoughts?" Lisa grinned when she saw my expression.

"Pass," I replied as all three of them laughed. I noticed that they were all freshly showered and that all three had their hair up in a ponytail.

"You like?" Rhonda grinned, twisting just enough for me to see the mark on her neck.

"Rhonda didn't see the point of hiding our marks," mom said, blushing slightly. "At least not when we were at home."

"No complaint from me," I shrugged.

"Little brother, we need to talk," Lisa said suddenly. I tilted my head slightly.

"About what?"

"Well first," mom said. "We need to see what your plans are with Rhonda."

"I thought I made that obvious last night," I frowned.

"Long term, maybe," my sister put in. "But what happens now?"

"Whatever Rhonda wants," I said, meaning it.

"I want whatever makes you happy," Rhonda said.

"Oh brother!" Lisa sighed. "Look, she means it, but that's not really the point. She'd been explaining about her sister Megan and what her life's been like. Do you really want her to go back to that?"

"Of course not," I said quickly. "I want her here."

"So then, you want Rhonda to live with us?" mom asked.

"Well yes," I said. "If that's okay with you and her?" The two exchanged a knowing look.

"I'd like that," Rhonda said.

"She can have the guest room," mom said.

"No, I want her in my room with me."

"And what if she wants some privacy?" Lisa asked. "Everyone needs a place to call their own."

"That's okay," Rhonda smiled. "I want to be with Brian."

"That's all fine and good, but..." my mother began. I cut her off.

"You and Lisa are right. Rhonda should have a place of her own," I sighed, but then looked at Rhonda and added, "Only don't expect to spend many nights there."

"I won't," Rhonda grinned. "And thanks."

"What else do you three want to talk about?" I asked, knowing that mom and Lisa weren't done and afraid I knew where this was going.

"That's it," Lisa said a little too quickly.

"No it's not," my mom interjected. "You have Rhonda, but what about your sister? Who does she have?"

"I have you, Brian and Rhonda," my sister interjected. "I'd say that more than enough."

"No, it's not," my mom argued.

"Mom, you're being ridiculous!"

I looked back and forth between them. I knew what I had to say, but for a moment the words wouldn't come. I shook my head in annoyance at myself and finally spoke.

"No, she's not," I interjected. "You three are mine. I think last night proved that, but mom's right to be concerned about your happiness. I'm also concerned about mom's happiness."

"But I am happy!" mom interjected.

"Me too!" Lisa cried in frustration.

"That's good," I smiled. "But if and when the time comes for you to move on, I'll be sure to help you as best I can."

"Good," mom said.

"I was talking to both of you," I said pointedly. Mom acted as if she didn't hear me, but I knew better.

I really meant what I said, but I was a bit surprised how difficult it was for me to actually say it. Okay, it was more than that. I loved my mother and sister. I wanted what was best for them, but after last night I realized I didn't really know myself as well as I thought. You see, it all came down to one simple fact. They were mine and I didn't want to give them up. Oh, I would if they were unhappy. I loved them that much, but it wouldn't be easy. I'd just have to be sure they stayed happy.

"Anything else?" I asked. Mom and Lisa looked at each other before shaking their heads.

"So, you're okay with everything else that happened last night?" I frowned.

"I liked it," Rhonda grinned.

"Me too," Lisa said. I looked at mom, but she just blushed. Lisa laughed and added, "You know mom! She can't admit she liked it, but she did, especially getting spanked."

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked mom. This time is was Rhonda's turn to answer for mom.

"Of course you did," she grinned. "But that's the point isn't it?"

"Is your family going to be okay with you moving in?" I asked, changing the subject.

"I doubt it," she sighed. "My parents are clueless and I've been spending at least half my nights with Megan, but they'll deal. I feel bad for my younger sister Jess, but she'll be okay I guess."

"What about Megan?" I asked.

"Oh, this isn't going to go over well at all with her," Rhonda replied. "But that's to be expected."

"You're mine," I said, feeling the certainty of that deep inside. "If she tries anything, you need to call me."

"I will," she smiled.

"And you know she will try something, right?" I asked.

"Yes," Rhonda said, no longer smiling. "But I don't want to think about that right now."

"Just as long as you know," I sighed. I had a feeling that Megan and I weren't quite done with each other yet, but I didn't want to think about it anymore than Rhonda did. I looked at the three women and asked, "So, no other questions or comments?"

"Well, I am curious about one thing." Rhonda was smiling again.

"What's that?" Lisa asked.

"Gloria. You said you've slept with her too. Is she yours as well?" Rhonda was looking at me, but as she spoke I glanced at my mother quickly. Damn.

"Gloria!" mom cried in surprise. I groaned. This wasn't the way I wanted her to learn about what happened with Gloria and Bobby. Oh well.

"Just her ass!" Lisa laughed, obviously thinking the whole situation was funny. "The rest is Bobby's."

"Her ass?" Rhonda asked in surprise.

"Yep, little brother has a thing for asses," Lisa said. "Bobby, not so much. Gloria's ass is all his. He marked it and everything."

"You marked your cousin's ass?" Rhonda asked me. I shrugged. I couldn't very well deny it. Rhonda smiled. "I wish I'd known that last night. Oh well, there's always tonight."

"And today," I grinned. Rhonda's smile grew.

"Wait!" mom cried, trying to come to grips with what happened.

"Don't worry mom," Lisa said, ever so helpfully. "He let me play with Bobby while he seduced poor Gloria. I'm sure he'll let you have your fun too."

"Lisa!" mom cried.

I shook my head and stood. I hadn't eaten, but frankly I wasn't hungry yet anyway. I took Rhonda hand and led her out of the kitchen.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"Back upstairs. I want to spend time with you."

"Sounds good," she smiled up at me lovingly. I took her in my arms and kissed her. She hugged me afterward and added, "Maybe we should go change the sheets on mom's bed?"

"What for?" I joked. "You're obviously just planning on making them dirty again."

"And is that a bad thing?" she asked with a sexy smile as she stepped back slightly and met my eyes. "Because if it is, I'm more than willing to let you punish me for it."

I pulled her close and slapped her ass as hard as I could from this angle. She half cried out and half moaned in pleasure. Rhonda eyes flashed and I pulled her lips roughly to mine. I slapped her ass again.

"I love you!" she gasped. It was the first time she said it. A part of me wasn't sure she really meant it. I was the first guy who accepted her for what she was. It could just be that, only deep down I knew it wasn't. Rhonda was mine. She was committed to us. So was I.

"I love you too," I replied, despite how sudden everything happened. I stood there a moment to let her see that I meant it before spinning her around so that she was facing the stairway. I slapped her backside a third time, directing her up the stairs. "Go to mom's bed and wait for me. Be ready. I want your ass."

"It's all yours," she said, her eyes promising me her complete and total submission. "Just like the rest of me." I watched Rhonda as she climbed the stairs. She stopped at the top and looked back at me. "Body and soul."

"Body and soul," I repeated, having no doubt that she meant it. My cock hardened considerably. Knowing someone was completely yours was a heady feeling. I might have to give up mom and Lisa one day, but Rhonda was mine forever. I could live with that.'Thank God that's over!'

My last exam was finally done. It was a tough one, but the last two weeks I spent more time at the library than anyplace else and it seemed to have paid off.

"Hey Brian, we're going out to celebrate the end of finals and the beginning of summer. Do you want to come?" I looked up and saw Cindy. She was walking toward me with her friend Bethany. I smiled pleasantly, but shook my head.

"No thanks," I replied. "I'm exhausted. I'm going home to sleep for a couple of days."

"Oh come on," Cindy's smiled enticingly as they stopped in front of me. "It will be fun." I thought it might be a bit more than that based on her expression and the hints she'd been giving me recently. I shook my head slightly, trying to figure out why she suddenly seemed so interested in me when she barely noticed me before, but I didn't dwell on the thought long. I was tired. Besides, Rhonda was waiting for me at home. So were mom and Lisa.

"No thanks," I said, trying to hide my impatience. "Enjoy your break."

"Are you sure?" she sighed in obvious disappointment. Again, I wondered what changed. The funny part was that before Rhonda came into my life I used to have a thing for Cindy. Maybe that was the problem. Maybe Cindy didn't like the fact that I lost interest in her.

"See you next semester," I said, turning to leave. I was surprised when someone grabbed my shoulder and stopped me from leaving. I turned back and was even more surprised when I saw that it was Bethany and not Cindy. Her grip wasn't all that strong, but there was something about her expression I didn't like. "Yes?"

"Brian, are you always this dense?" she asked in annoyance. "Cindy likes you and wants to hook up. Most guys would kill for a chance with her." I realized what was bothering me. Bethany was being very aggressive and I didn't like it at all. I had to hold myself in check.

"I'm not most guys," I said, removing her hand from my shoulder. I turned to Cindy and added, "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested." I didn't want to hurt her feeling, but the truth was the truth. It would be worse to lead her on. Cindy seemed not only surprised, but actually upset. I guess she wasn't used to getting turned down.

"You bastard!" Bethany snapped, angry for her friend. I shrugged. I wasn't trying to be.

"It's okay," Cindy put in before Bethany could say anything else. "I just thought we could have some fun together. You've changed recently. You're more confident and sure of yourself. I like that in a guy."

I nodded in understanding. Now I knew why she was suddenly interested in me. I hadn't realized that my relationship with Rhonda, my mother and sister was affecting me so much, but I guess it made sense. Cindy was right. I was more confident. I knew what I wanted and was getting used to having it, working for it, even taking it. It felt good, although that last part concerned me at times.

"Cindy, you're a beautiful girl," I offered. "Bethany's right. Most guys would kill for a chance with you, but I'm seeing someone." She nodded. Her friend wasn't nearly as understanding. She was obviously taking it worst than Cindy.

"Let me guess," Bethany said. "You're gay."

"Not even a little bit," I laughed, deciding not to let her get to me. "Enjoy your break." I turned to leave once more, but Bethany grabbed my shoulder again. My control slipped. I took her hand off of my shoulder and surprised her by pulling her close, very close. "Don't do that again."

We were only inches away from each other. Our eyes locked for a few moments before she looked away. I took her chin in my hand and forced her to make eye contact once more. She was clearly nervous and perhaps a little afraid, but there was more there than that. For a moment I was tempted to find out just how much more. Instead I smiled, released her and left without another word.

I shook my head as I made my way to my car. It was a mistake to let her bother me, but I didn't like being grabbed. The part that concerned me most was the charge of excitement I felt when I pulled her close.

'No, that wasn't it," I thought. 'It was when she backed down, especially when I made her look back into my eyes.' I felt myself responding. I decided I was too tired to dwell on it right now. I needed to get home and find my bed!

The parking lot wasn't far, but it was one of those hot spring days and there wasn't even a slight breeze. I was sweating by the time I reached the car. I opened the door and stood there for a few moments to let the interior cool off. I got in, but didn't shut the door. It was too hot! I started the car and put on the AC. I couldn't stop myself from yawning. I caught myself nodding a few moments later and put on the radio. I shut the door as soon as the AC started pumping out cold air.

"Man! I really am spent, and not in a good way. Of course, that's all about to change." I grinned in anticipation. To say I was looking forward to the coming summer was a vast understatement, especially the first week of it. My summer job wouldn't start for ten days so I was free to relax and do whatever I wanted. My sister's school was in the middle of finals. She taught gym and that didn't have a final so she was able to take off from work. You have to love a teacher's schedule! Mom and Rhonda were taking off as well. We decided to make a holiday of the coming week and I was seriously looking forward to it.

The ride home was uneventful, or would have been if I didn't have to fight so hard to keep my eyes open. I walked in the house and dropped my keys on the counter. No one was downstairs. I smiled. I had a pretty good idea where they were. I made my way upstairs.

"Oh Lisa! Do it again! That's feels so good!"

I felt myself stiffen despite my exhaustion as Rhonda's lustful cry was followed by the sound of an open hand slapping again skin. I was certain it was my sister swatting Rhonda's ass. I licked my lips as I reached the top of the stairs. I smiled when I saw mom leaning against Lisa's bedroom doorway. She was obviously watching my sister and Rhonda.

I took a moment to appreciate the sight of my mother. She looked amazing as always. Mom was built very nicely with curves in all the right places. I continued to appreciate the sight of her until she noticed me.

"You're home," she said, blushing slightly at being caught watching Lisa and Rhonda. A part of me thought it was funny considering everything that had happened over the last few months, but I couldn't deny that another part of me loved the fact that mom was still mom.

"And exhausted," I said, smiling warmly. "I need sleep." Mom took a long look at me and frowned before walking toward me. She took my arm.

"Let's get some food into you first," she said, obviously concerned. "You haven't been taking care of yourself recently."

"Mom, I'm fine," I argued, but she was in full mother mode so I let her lead me. I was too tired to eat, but there was no point in arguing with her when she was like this. Oh, I could win the argument, but she would be upset and I didn't want that. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of flesh hitting flesh again and a loud moan.

"Rhonda really does like getting spanked," I said with slow smile, remembering some of the times we'd been together.

"Your sister seems to be enjoying herself too," mom said, somewhat concerned. I nodded. It was pretty obvious that despite being submissive to me, Lisa could be quite the dominating bitch. Rhonda loved it. I think mom did too deep down when she wasn't being an overly concerned mother.

"Mom, stop worrying," I said as we reached the bottom of the stairs. "If they're both happy doing what they're doing then why be concerned?"

"You're right," mom replied, but I could tell she troubled. That was mom. I needed to get her mind off the subject.

"I really am tired. How about I eat later?"

"No," mom insisted. "You need food. Sit down and let me at least make you a sandwich." I smiled and sat at the kitchen table while mom opened the refrigerator and started pulling out cold cuts. I watched her make my sandwich. Maybe it was because I was tired and my thoughts were beginning to get a bit odd, but I had flashes of mom doing the exact same thing for me over the years. I smiled contently. I was a lucky guy to have someone like her to mother me.

"So, was work okay with you taking the week?" I asked. I wanted to make sure she was distracted from her earlier concerns. I also needed something to keep me awake.

"They were great," she replied.

"That's cool," I smiled. "You're new boss is a good guy."

"Yes he is," mom smiled. "I met his wife at the company holiday party. She was very nice. I'm not surprised."

We continued to chat as mom finished making my sandwich and putting it in front of me. I didn't think I was hungry until after I took the first bite. Suddenly I was starving. I grinned to myself as I dug in. Mom was right. No surprise there. I did need food.

"Slow down!" she cried in concern as she poured me a glass of milk. I had a hard time not laughing. I probably wouldn't have been able to stop myself if I wasn't in the middle of wolfing down the sandwich.

"Thanks mom. That was great," I said afterward, sitting back and sighing contently.

"Now let's get you to bed," she said, putting my plate and my empty glass in the sink. I let mom lead me back upstairs. Lisa and Rhonda were still going at it, but I was too tired to react now. The food had done its job and I was barely staying vertical. Mom saw and sighed. "You poor dear." She started leading me to my room, but I didn't want to crash there.

"Mom, I want to sleep in your bed," I said groggily. She nodded without argument.

Two minutes later I was under mom's sheets sighing contently. My clothes were in a pile on a chair. I watched as she pulled the heavier covers off the bed. It was far too hot for them. Mom leaned forward and kissed my forehead when she was done. She started to stand up to leave, but I reached out and took her hand.

"Mom, you are a great mother," I smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said, but instead of smiling she frowned slightly. "Although I'm not so sure of how good of a mother I am."

"You're the best," I insisted. "And it's time you accepted it and stopped blaming yourself for something that you had no real control over."

"I'm the mother," she sighed. "Of course it's my fault." There was something in her expression that made we sit up despite my exhaustion.

"First, there is no fault," I said. I suddenly realized that I was wrong trying to distract her from her concerns. In fact, it was past time we had this conversation. I was tired, but I wanted to make sure my mom was okay. "What we have here is certainly not what people would call normal, but we're all adults and it seems to me that we're all happy with the way things are."

"That's exactly the problem!" mom cried, surprising me with tears. "This should never have happened. If I were a good mother..." She was too upset to go on. I stood and hugged her tight until her tears stopped.

"Mom, I think you're confused about some things," I said slowly once she was in control of herself. She looked at me with a slight frown and waited for me to continue. I let her go and sat on the bed. I waited until she joined me. "Mom, what happened between us that first night was more my fault than yours. Oh, I know you don't agree, but you're wrong and really, it's beside the point."

"Beside the point?" she repeated.

"Exactly," I sighed. "Mom, I've thought about this a lot. I am what I am and it really had nothing to do with that night."

"You're a good man," mom said, coming to my defense. I smiled, but it wasn't a full one. I had concerns of my own. Maybe it was time to share them with mom.

"I like to think so," I said slowly. "But at this point there no doubt that there is something inside of me that likes to be in control."

"So what?" mom said. "There are plenty of people like that."

"Mom, it's different with me and you know it," I sighed. "It's more than simply being in control. I have a deep seated need to possess what I control. I've marked you, Lisa and Rhonda as mine. Maybe you don't understand what that means to me."

"I think I do," mom said, blushing slightly as she rubbed the back of her neck unconsciously. The mark might or might not still be there, but by this point it didn't matter. She was mine.

"If that's true, then you know you had little choice in all of this," I said. "I wanted you and I took you."

"Yes and no," my mother said, surprising me with a smile. "Brian, you are controlling and aggressive enough to take what you want, but you're forgetting one fact."

"What?" I asked, honestly curious. Maybe mom understood me better than I did myself. She was my mother after all.

"You aren't the type to take what isn't offered. Yes, you took me, your sister and Rhonda, but it's not like any of us didn't want you to take us. Don't you realize that the hardest part for me is the knowledge that not only am I yours, but that I love the fact and have never been happier?"

"Why would that bother you?" I asked.

"Because I worry about you and your sister," my mother replied. "Rhonda too, now that she's part of the family. I'm the mother and I should be trying to fix this, but instead I'm busy having the time of my life."

"Mom, you can't fix this," I laughed. "There's nothing to fix. We're all happy with things the way they are, so what try and change them?"

"Because..." she began, but I cut her off my putting my fingers against her lips.

"I hope you're right that I only take what's given to me freely," I interjected. "But in either case, I'm lucky to have you, Lisa and Rhonda. You see, not only do I love all three of you, but without you I think my need to control and dominate might make me do things I wouldn't like."

"Never," mom said confidently.

"I wouldn't be so sure." I then proceeded to tell her about what happened with Cindy and Bethany. Mom listened silently until I was done. "And I'm not sure how I would have reacted if I didn't have your three here at home waiting for me."

"Oh I am," mom smiled. "You would have taken Bethany."

"But that's exactly my point!" I cried.

"Not really," mom laughed. "I think you proved my point."

"I'm lost," I frowned.

"It's simple really. Who was more attractive, Cindy or her friend Bethany?"

"Cindy," I replied easily. There was no contest. Bethany was cute, but not nearly in the same league as Cindy.

"And which did you have a crush on all last year?" mom asked. She just nodded when I told her Cindy and asked another question. "And who did you want to posses?"

"Bethany," I answered honestly.

"Don't you see?" mom smiled.

"I'm afraid I do," I sighed. "You're trying to tell me that I wanted Bethany because she was the more aggressive girl."

"Oh, I'm sure that was a little part of it, but your still not getting it." Mom took my hand in hers and squeezed until I looked up into her eyes. "Brian, you said you took Bethany's chin in your hand and made her look up into your eyes." I nodded in agreement. "What did you see there when you did it?"

"Desire," I said slowly.

"Exactly." Mom was watching me carefully. "Bethany might have been angry and afraid, but mostly she was excited by what you were doing. That's what you reacted to. You simply stumbled onto another girl who likes to be taken."

I sat there and absorbed what my mother was saying for a little while. She continued to hold my hand as she waited for me to respond. I took my time. I was tired and my mind wasn't at its peak.

"But what about Megan?" I asked. Mom knew about Rhonda's sister Megan. She was a dominant who used to control her sister. Megan had a thing for hurting people that I hoped I never learned to appreciate. I mean, light spanking and a little bondage was one thing, but actually hurting someone the way she seemed to enjoy was a little much for me. "You can't say she wanted to be taken and I almost did it."

"I think bringing her up in unfair," mom argued, standing now. "You were just reacting to her aggressive behavior. She tried to control you and you reacted. That's understandable."

"Mom, it was more than that. I got excited," I sighed.

"Really," mom said, surprised for the first time. She remained quiet for a moment, but then shrugged. "That probably means one of two things."

"What?" I frowned.

"That either you were picking up on some signals from Megan that she wanted to be dominated," mom replied. "Or that there is a part of you that's interested in seeing what it feels like to be dominated. I mean, look at your sister. She likes to be controlled by you, but she also likes to control Rhonda and me." I didn't think the first was possible and I certainly didn't agree with the second.

"The third possibility is that I felt Megan's challenge and was ready to do whatever it took to control her whether she wanted it or not."

"No, that's not you," my mother insisted. "Besides, even if it was the situation, you left before it got out of hand." I was too tired to argue and I realized I'd let the conversation move away from trying to help mom.

"Mom, the important fact here is that you realize I was going to be this way whether what happened with you and I occurred or not. And frankly, the fact that it did happen with you was probably the best thing for me. It's let me accept what I'm learning about myself far more easily then I think I could have otherwise."

"Maybe," mom said slowly. "But what about your sister? And Rhonda?"

"Lisa is Lisa," I shrugged. "She doesn't seem remotely upset by what happening. Let's be honest, she's your daughter and you would know if this was affecting her badly." I waited until mom nodded in acceptance.

"You know," mom said slowly. "Lisa told me that the reason why she didn't want to make love to me at first was because deep down she was always afraid that she was a lesbian?"

"I had no idea," I said in surprise.

"She's not really," my mother continued. "She's just bisexual like her mother." Mom shook her head and blushed slightly before adding, "I think that her finding out the way she did was probably best."

"Exactly," I smiled. "And Rhonda? Well, first of all I love her. I honestly believe we were meant to be together."

"I can't argue that," mom smiled.

"But even if we weren't," I continued. "She needed to get away from Megan. She doesn't talk a lot about it, but I think Megan was getting more and more abusive."

"She was," mom said. Somehow I wasn't surprised that Rhonda had talked to mom. I think one of the biggest benefits for Rhonda in joining our family is the mothering mom just did naturally. I'd only met her parents a couple of times and they seemed nice enough, but they clearly weren't what their kids needed, at least in some ways.

"So then," I smiled. "The only person involved in all of this who might be adversely affected is you, and you just admitted that you were the happiest you've ever been."

"True," mom said, pulling the sheet up under my chin again. "You've given me a lot to think about. Now get some sleep."

She leaned forward and moved to kiss my forehead again. I noticed her blouse fall open as she did so. Her full breasts caught my interest despite my being exhausted. I reached up and cupped one before she moved away."I thought you were tired?" mom asked, smiling ever so slightly. Her face was only inches from mine and I knew that she was excited for some reason. I'm sure part of it was from watching Lisa and Rhonda from their doorway, but that was some time ago. I guessed that our conversation had helped mom accept things the way they were and she felt good about it, really good.

"Not as much as I thought," I said, pulled her lips to mine and kissing her. Mom accepted my kiss, but then tried to pull away.

"After you sleep," she said. "You need to rest."

"Not going to happen," I said more aggressively as I pulled mom into her own bed. I saw her eyes light up despite her protests.

"Brian, this can wait!" she cried, trying to climb out of the bed. I threw the sheet off and rolled on top of her before she could escape.

"No it can't," I said, smiling down at her lustfully. "You know, the one thing we didn't talk about was the simple fact that what we're sharing is incest and that it's wrong."

"So terribly wrong!" mom gasped as I took off her blouse. I knew just how much she loved the fact that I was her son.

"But you like that, don't you?" I asked, leaning forward and brushing my tongue against her nipples.

"No!" mom cried. "What kind of a mother do you think I am? That's sick!"

"The best kind!" I growled, pulling off her skirt. We were both now naked. I was on top of my mother. She reached between us and stroked my cock for a few seconds before rubbing it up and down her wet entrance. "Mom, I want to start the week off right and I can't think of a better way. After all, this all started with you and I."

"I was drunk!"she cried.

"But you're not now," I said, pushing the head of my cock against her opening.

"No, I'm not!" she moaned. "And we have to stop right now." Yet, she did nothing to push me away.

"You're forgetting something though," I said, leaning over and whispering in her ear now. I pushed just a little bit of my cock inside of her. Mom gasped out. "You see, mother or not, you're mine and I want you!"

"Take me then!" mom cried, no longer bothering with the pretence that she wanted me to stop. "Take what's yours!"

"Always!" I whispered, nipping at her ear slightly before thrusting the rest of my cock deep inside of her.

"Yes!" mom cried out, spreading her legs as wide as she could to accept even more of my cock. She was soaked and my cock slipped in and out easily enough. Mom moaned almost constantly from the moment I started until her the orgasm took her.

I heard a noise by the door and turned. Rhonda was standing there naked and sweaty from her fun with my sister. Her body glistened and I could see that her ass was red from my sister's spanking. Our eyes met and I felt the connection that was always present. She smiled sexily and moved toward the bed. She took a moment to kiss me. She tasted like Lisa, but I didn't mind at all.

"That's it mom!" Rhonda said, getting in bed next to my mother and caressing her face. "Take Brian's big cock! Feel it stretch you to your limit. Feel your son's hardness as he gets close to filling you with his cum!"

"Kiss me!" my mother demanded. I'm not sure if she was talking to Rhonda or me, but it didn't matter. Rhonda leaned down and kissed my mother. I watched as their tongues danced in each other's mouths. Rhonda reached down with one hand and started rubbing my mom's clit as I rode her toward her next orgasm. I noticed mom's hand slip under Rhonda as well.

"Don't stop!" mom cried, but I did. I wanted to remind mom who was in control. "No!" I pulled out of my mother's pussy and looked at Rhonda. She was clearly ready to do whatever I asked. You have no idea how good that felt.

"Roll her over on her stomach," I said. Rhonda did without comment.

"No!" mom cried once more. "Not my ass! Please don't take my ass!" I looked at Rhonda and we exchange a grin. Mom was always good at letting me know what she wanted.

"You shouldn't have said that," Rhonda said. "Now your son is going to shove his big, fat cock all the way up your ass!"

"No!" mom cried, but she lifted her ass into the air.

"Make sure she's ready," I said to Rhonda. My girl smiled happily and leaned forward. Her mouth found my mother's ass and she wasted no time making sure my cock would meet little resistance when it came time. I watched and shook my head. Rhonda was amazing.

"No!" mom cried again. "Don't do that! It's so dirty!" I saw mom try and slip a hand between her own legs. I stopped her. She groaned. "Brian please!"

"No," I said with a calm confidence, holding her hands above her head.

Rhonda continued to lick my mother's ass until I finally stopped her. I think she would have continued forever if I let her. She sat up and smiled hungrily. Her face was wet, but she seemed oblivious.

"She's ready," Rhonda offered. I slapped my mom's and she groaned, holding it up once more as high as it would go.

"I would say so," I grinned, getting behind my mother. I looked at Rhonda and added, "Hold her down. I want her to know that I'm taking her ass because it's mine."

"Yes!" mom cried as I slowly sunk my cock deep into her ass. There was some initial resistance, but once I was passed that I moved in easily.

"How does it feel to have your own son's cock deep inside of you?" Rhonda asked, holding my mother arms in place.

"It's terrible!" mom cried. "And so wrong! I'm his mother and not only is he fucking me, but he's doing it to my ass! Make him stop!"

"I can't," Rhonda offered. "You're his. So am I."

"I can't be his!" mom groaned. "I'm his mother. Mother's can't belong to their sons." That caught my interest. I leaned forward until my mouth was next to her ear once more.

"But you do," I whispered lustfully. "You belong to me!"

"Never!" mom cried.

"Always," I growled, slamming my cock harder. "Tell me you're mine!"

"No!"

I knew it hurt when I fucked her ass like this, but mom loved it. Besides, I needed for her to admit the truth before her nearing orgasm took her. I shifted up and started seriously ramming her ass. Mom cried out constantly, but refused to admit what we both knew to be true. After a while I realized that I was having problems of my own holding back my orgasm.

"Mine!" I growled, driving even harder.

"Admit it!" Rhonda cried, obviously excited by the contest going on between my mother and me. "Tell you son that you're his slut!"

"Tell me or I stop right now!" I grunted. I would have to or I'd lose, and neither one of us wanted that. Mom didn't immediately answer so I slow down. That was all it took.

"I'm yours!" mom cried. "You know that! Now please finish me!"

"Not until I mark you once more," I growled, not stopping, but not speeding up again either. "You obviously need a reminder."

Rhonda took mom's hair and moved it to the side. I noticed that her neck was unblemished. The sight of it pale and waiting for my attention got to me on some deep and dark level. I leaned forward and kissed the back of my mother's neck before marking it.

"Mine," I said confidently.

"Always," mom groaned.

"The way it should be," Rhonda put in, slapping mom's ass once, surprisingly hard. Mom gasped in pain and pleasure.

I started working my cock in and out of her ass faster. It wasn't long before I was giving her everything I had. I took my mother's wrists in mine and pulled back, lifting her shoulders and chest off the bed as I rammed in and out of her ass. Rhonda reached out and pinched mom's nipples with one hand. The other was busy at her own pussy. My mother erupted under me. I followed a moment later, blasting my cum deep inside her ass.

Rhonda quickened the pace she was using on her own clit. She was obvious in need of release herself. As I watched she started slapping it. That meant she was close. I was surprised that in the middle of my mother's orgasm mom not only noticed what was going on, but somehow twisted and got her mouth on Rhonda's pussy. I let go of mom's arms and grabbed hold of her hips as I continued to pound and fill her ass. Mom shivered and shook under me, but that didn't stop her from helping Rhonda join us. A moment later my mother was drinking my girlfriend's hot juices down.

The three of us lay there panting for quite some time afterward. We'd shifted only enough for Mom and Rhonda to rest their heads on my shoulders.

"You know," Rhonda finally said. "I had no idea it could be like this. Thank you so much for welcoming me into your family." Mom and I exchanged a glance. She smiled and nodded, remembering our conversation.

"We're happy to have you," mom smiled.

"Lucky even," I put in.

"I don't know about that," I heard my sister Lisa say from the doorway. "I took a long shower and missed everything again."

"Just the beginning of everything," I laughed. "Not everything."

"I thought you were tired?" mom grinned.

"I am," I laughed. "But look at Lisa. How could I possibly leave her like that?" My sister's hair was still wet from the shower. She looked amazing as always.

"I'll take care of her," mom said, climbing out of the bed. "You get some sleep. It's going to be a long week."

"I'll help with Lisa," Rhonda offered, starting to stand as well.

"No you don't!" I laughed, pulling her back. "At least not yet. I need you to hold me until I fall asleep. You can join them after that."

"We'll see you in a couple of minutes," mom smiled. "I'd like some time alone with Lisa anyway. She tastes amazing right after she showers."

"Mom! That's terrible!" Lisa said, but I knew she was just joking. So did mom. She pulled a protesting Lisa from the doorway.

I pulled Rhonda close and kissed her. It didn't take long for my cock to harden despite just filling my mom's ass. Rhonda gasped when my hand drifted to her pussy. She was still wet.

"I thought you were tired?" she moaned.

"I am," I replied. "But I think it's important that you know I love you."

"If you want to do that," Rhonda smiled sexily. "Then take me the way you just did your mother. That was so hot!"

"You want me to ride you hard?"

"Yes," Rhonda replied without any guilt or reticence. I loved that about her. Rhonda was the most open person I'd ever met when it came to sex. I'd have to thank Megan for that one day soon. Okay, probably not.

"You want me to take your ass?" I asked as I kissed her once more.

"That sounds amazing!" she replied. "And I want you to hold my arms like you did your mother's and lift me off the bed. I want to feel powerless under you!"

"Is that all you want?" I growled, feeling myself responding to her words. So much for sleep.

"No," she said, looking deep into my eyes. "I want you to mark me as yours again. I want to feel your mouth on my neck, claiming me as yours and yours alone."

Rhonda rolled over onto her stomach and lifted her ass, inviting me to take what was mine. She took her hair and moved it to the side, letting me see her neck.

I still had some concerns about what I was learning about myself despite mom's comments, but they didn't matter at that moment. I saw the love and trust in Rhonda's eyes. I felt my need to dominate combine with her need to submit and that was all I could focus on. That was all I was willing to focus on.

"Mine!" I growled, putting the head of my cock at the entrance to her ass.

"Body and soul!" she cried out as she pushed back and accepted me into her depths. She meant what she said with every fiber of her being. I knew that like I never knew anything else before.

I fell on Rhonda's, marking her neck and making us both happy despite the knowledge that it was unnecessary. Rhonda was mine and always would be. We didn't need a mark to know that. My girl lifted her arms behind her, letting me know what she wanted. I grabbed them roughly and pulled. Rhonda cried out in pain and pleasure.

It didn't take long for us both to cum. My exhausted at that point overwhelmed me. I rolled off of Rhonda so that she could go join my mother and sister, but instead she spooned with me and pulled my arm over her. I heard her sigh in content as I drifted off to sleep with her still in my arms. Life was good. Hell, it was great!

**********

"Brian, wake up!"

I groaned and opened my eyes. I was alone in bed. I glanced at the clock and saw that I'd actually slept a pretty long time despite still being groggy. It was morning.

"Brian! Are you awake yet?"

I shifted my gaze to the side of mom's bed. Lisa was standing there. Her expression made me blink and sit up. Something was wrong and it was bad. Lisa looked worried.

"What's wrong?" I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"It's Rhonda," my sister said succinctly. "She's gone."

"Gone?" I asked in disbelief. "That's impossible."

"I thought so too," my sister sighed. "But I just went looking for her and she's nowhere to be found."

"Maybe she went out?" I offered, still fighting to gather my wits.

"Little brother, don't you think I thought of that?" Lisa snapped. She was obviously upset. I decided not to make an issue of her tone at the moment.

"I don't understand," I said, standing now and reaching for my clothes.

"Her room is empty," my sister explained, holding something out toward me. "No clothes, nothing. Only a letter on her dresser for you." I took it and opened it slowly. I had to read it three times before it sank in.

"She went back to her sister Megan," I said, my own words sounding hollow to me. I sat back down on the bed.

"Not willingly," mom said from the doorway. "At least I don't think so."

"That's not what her letter says," I said glumly, holding it up. My mother didn't bother taking it.

"Brian, Rhonda was happy here," she said, moving into the room and sitting next to me. "You know that. She was relieved to be out from under her sister's control. Besides, she loves you. She would never leave you, especially not like this."

I frowned as I thought about Rhonda and what mom was saying. It didn't take long for me to see that mom had to be right. It was too out of character. I didn't care what the letter said. Rhonda loved me with every ounce of her being. I would swear to that. I loved her too. So then why did she leave?

"Megan," I said softly, the truth obvious. I repeated her name with more confidence. This had to be her doing.

"What could she have or do that would make Rhonda go back to her?" Lisa frowned.

"It would have to be big," mom put in. "Rhonda loves her older sister, but she's also been very frightened of her since she came to live with us. Megan felt betrayed and angry when she learned what happened between you two. She promised all kinds of cruelties when Rhonda returned. I don't think Megan's the type to make idle threats."

"No, she's not," I said confidently as an odd coldness began to take over my mind and body.

I thought hard for a moment. In the end, it wasn't difficult to figure out. Rhonda didn't care about material things. Megan had let her know in no uncertain terms when they were growing up that everything belonged to her so Rhonda never grew any serious ties to objects. That left only people. Megan had no control over me, mom or Lisa and she wouldn't be stupid enough to try anything there. She knew how I'd react and I don't think she wanted another confrontation with me.

I was momentarily concerned about my cousin Francis because I knew he still got together with her despite my warnings, but Rhonda would have come to me if Megan had threatened him. No, it had to be someone she loved and cared for. That left only their family.

Rhonda and Megan's parents seemed happily oblivious to Megan dominance over Rhonda and both sisters had a strong aversion to ever letting them know the truth. That left only one person.

"Gabby," I said, knowing I was right.

"Their little sister?" mom asked in surprise.

"Rhonda did her best to protect Gabby and keep her away from Megan's cruelties," I explained. "She felt that her little sister was safe when she turned eighteen and went to away to college."

"Hmm," Lisa said thoughtfully. "Rhonda received a phone call last night from her little sister. From what I overheard I think Gabby's changed her plans and decided to spend the summer home. Rhonda didn't seem upset or anything. She just got quiet after the call."

"That's not a good sign," I sighed. "Rhonda won't show anger or fear. Hell, she won't even raise her voice unless it's related to pleasing someone. She's never been allowed to. She just becomes quiet."

"I'm sorry! I should have known," my sister said, shaking her head.

"It's not your fault," I disagreed. "It's Megan's. Only I'm not sure how yet."

"Isn't it obvious?" mom asked. "I bet Megan was the one who convinced Gabby to come home for the summer. I bet she even offered to let her baby sister stay with her so that she wouldn't have to deal with their parents."

"You know," Lisa added. "Rhonda was on the phone an awfully long time and I was in and out of the kitchen while she talked. It's quite possible she hung up with Gabby and called Megan without me noticing."

"That sounds about right," I sighed, standing and starting to get dressed once again.

"Where are you going?" Lisa asked.

"To get Rhonda back," I replied as I shrugged on my shirt. "Where else?"

"Megan's not going to let her go easily," my sister added.

"I know," I said. "Especially when I tell her I'm taking Gabby as well."

"Brian..." mom began, but I was done talking. I looked at her and she froze in mid sentence. I was beyond angry and I guess it showed.

"It's time Megan and I have it out," I said coldly. "No one hurts the people I love. No one takes what's mine."

"I know," mom said slowly, her concern obvious. "Just be sure not to lose yourself in what you're planning. You need to be able to live with yourself afterward."

I didn't respond. I had no idea what to say. I had my fears about what I was turning into, but they were nothing compared to my concern for Rhonda. Our love was far from normal I guess, but there was no doubt it was true. I knew I would do what was necessary to get Rhonda back and to hell with the consequences.

I saw the concern in my mother's expression. She was afraid for me. I shook my head. She should have been afraid for Megan.

"Lisa, get dressed, you're coming," I said.

"Gladly," my sister said and left the room.

"Do you want..." my mother began. I cut her off and shook my head.

"No mom," I said. "I don't know how this is going to go, but I do know that it's no place for you."

"Because I'm a complete submissive," mom said sadly.

"Not really," I smiled, despite my anger. "It's because you're you. I'm going to need you here when we get back to do what you do. I have no idea what shape Rhonda's going to be in, but I do know she's going to need you to get through it. I don't think you realize how much your mothering helps us all."

"I do love her like a daughter," mom sighed.

"I know that," I said, hugging her close. "So does Rhonda. She'll need that love to get past whatever Megan does to her."

"Go," mom said releasing me. "The longer she stays under Megan's control the worst it will be."

I let go of mom and left the room. My sister Lisa was standing by the front door. She looked ready for war. I nodded once. Lisa was mine, but she was also her own person. I wouldn't take that away from her because I loved my sister for what she was, not what I could make her. She cared a great deal about Rhonda and was willing to fight for her. I felt something similar, but in me there were also some emotions not nearly as nice.

I had a deep seated anger burning that would have frightened me if I were capable of fear at the moment. I wasn't. My rage was fraying the control I had over my need to dominate and control others. The irony wasn't lost on me, but I saw no humor in it.I shook my head. I fell asleep the evening before feeling happy and content. That mood was completely gone. How could things have changed so dramatically in less than a day? There was only one answer. Megan.

I remembered how she looked the last time I saw her, naked and challenging me. I'd walked away instead of accept that challenge. It was the right thing to do, but I wouldn't do it this time. I could accept my failing because of my love for Rhonda. What I couldn't accept was just how much I craved that confrontation.

Megan meant nothing compared to Rhonda. I didn't like her or her attitude, but I couldn't deny my attraction to her or my desire to make her mine. She'd made a mistake by taking Rhonda from me. It would cost her. It would cost me too. The only question was how much and I wouldn't know that until we were in front of each other once more. What I did know was that before this was done we'd known which one of us was the true dominant.