PLEASING MAMA

Vincent sat in first class, sipping on a beer, pondering how he had gotten to this point in his life. He was finally going home for the first time in over five years. He knew it would not be a joyous return full of hugs and smiles. Nobody outside of his family would even notice nor care if he was back. He had been a nobody in a small town, a nerd, a skinny weakling. He expected a lukewarm reception from his older sister and believed that his mother would actually shun him completely. The last time he spoke to his mother was right after his father had passed away.

She had called him a coward for leaving his family in a lurch to go to college on the west coast. His relationship with his mother had often been contentious, especially as he entered his teen years.

Vincent was the youngest child of a poor family and grew up in a small row home in northeastern Pennsylvania near Scranton. His mother was loving enough when he was a boy but she grew angry and bitter over time. She hated her life and blamed Vincent's father for their financial situation. She would often call her husband a loser and a failure within earshot of the kids. She would say things to needle her husband and try to make him angry. She'd call Vincent a weakling and tell him he would grow up to be a loser like his father.

By contrast, his mother would dote on his sister, Maria. Maria could do no wrong in her mother's eyes. She was the spitting image of her mother with dark hair, green eyes, short and petite, with large breasts. Maria was four years older than Vincent and had two children. She married right after high school and moved into a run down rowhouse across the street. Her husband was a popular jock in high school, one of the cool kids. He worked in construction after he married Vincent's sister but he seemed to spend more time talking about his next job than actually working.

Vincent's father was a true man's man. He was tall and strong, a football player in high school, and a mechanic for over twenty years before he passed away from a heart attack. Vincent, on the other hand, had always been skinny, didn't play sports, and liked reading comics and coding. Vincent didn't need the constant reminding from his mother that he was a weakling. He was a nerd in school, never liked working out, and often got so lost in his books or working on the school computers that he forgot to eat. Vincent was also a late bloomer and didn't start hitting puberty until his junior year of high school. As a result, he was pale and looked sickly. The jocks in school would sometimes bully him but most of the time he was simply ignored and had no friends. His sister had tried to help him by telling him the things he needed to do to be cool and fit in but Vincent simply didn't think it was worth the effort.

Vincent's awkward teenage years were made even more confusing by his mother's treatment. She would insult him on a daily basis but then would occasionally give him a hug and cook him his favorite meal. His father would rarely respond when his mother became angry but would be very defensive when she insulted Vincent.

This would typically result in more insults like, "Why don't you get out of the house and take your weakling son?" or "I didn't think it was possible, but your son is going to grow up to be even less of a man than you are."

Vincent's dad would pull him aside after her outbursts and tell Vincent how proud he was of him. He would tell him to follow his dreams and do what makes him happy. Vincent often thought his dad died because he simply couldn't stand living with his mother anymore. Vincent had just graduated high school when his father passed and his mother told him he needed to be a man for once and get a job to help support the family. She told him it was his duty to care for his mother. Vincent didn't have the courage to tell his mother he had gotten a full scholarship to college. Instead he worked all summer, kept the money for himself, and then just up and left for college in California, leaving his mother a short note explaining that he needed to follow his dreams.

That was over five years ago and he had not spoken to his mother or sister since that day. College had been the right choice for Vincent in all aspects except for women. Vincent had lost his virginity in his sophomore year of college to a chubby girl named Susan he met in one of his classes. He thought they were in serious relationship, Vincent even thought he was in love, and they dated for over a year before she dumped him for being too focused on his academics. She was condescending and cruel about the breakup. She told Vincent he was boring and he would probably never find a wife, she also told him the only reason she stuck with him so long was because he had a really big dick. Vincent was extremely hurt and confused after the breakup. Vincent promised himself that he wouldn't get hurt like that again, he doubled his focus on his academics, and gave up on looking for love.

The next semester one of Susan's roommates, who had a serious boyfriend, approached him at the library and offered to walk him home. They had sex later that night. When Vincent asked why she was cheating on her boyfriend with him, she said Susan had told her how big his dick was and she just had to see it for herself. Weeks later, a second friend of Susan's, who also had a steady boyfriend, conveniently bumped into him on campus and he had sex with her as well. She told Vincent a similar story about just wanting to try out his dick after hearing Susan talk about it so often. Both girls told Vincent he could fuck them anytime he wanted and Vincent would call them on occasion to blow off steam. Vincent knew he was being used but relished the fact he was cuckolding their boyfriends.

Vincent's highlight of college was when he met Andre, a Russian immigrant with a passion for coding and comics. They hit it off immediately and had been best friends ever since. Together they had created a software that was able to crack certain viruses almost twice as fast as anything else on the market. They formed a company and had already gone through one round of angel investing. Vincent sold a small portion of his equity for over twenty million dollars in the first round and they were planning a second raise later in the year.

Over the last year, Andre and Vincent had taken a portion of their proceeds and used it to hire over ten engineers who worked around the clock to improve their product. In preparation for the second round of equity raise, they decided that Andre would handle the west coast and Vincent would work the east coast private equity firms. Vincent bought over ten acres on a mountain about 30 minutes from his hometown and less than two hours from where much of his fundraising would occur in New York City.

The house he had built was finally complete. It was over twelve thousand square feet, had a large pool, and gated grounds. He originally planned to go back to his hometown in a limo with tons of fanfare but later decided he would savor the moment. He devised a different, more grandiose, and devious plan. After his flight landed, Vincent drove through his hometown. It looked the same to him; dreary, poor, and drab. He pulled up to his childhood home in a late model Jeep and parked on the tight street. Despite it being almost 6pm, the temperature was still well above 90 degrees and he wiped the sweat forming on his brow. He barely recognized his childhood home, it had obviously been freshly painted and there was a new rocking chair on the small porch, the air conditioner in the window hummed softly. He knocked on the door nervously.

A strange woman answered the door, "Hi, can I help you?"

Vincent stammered, "Oh sorry, I was looking for my mother. She lives here, I mean used to live here."

At the mention of Vincent's mother the woman frowned, "Oh, we bought this house off her a few years ago. She lives across the street with her daughter."

Vincent thanked her and walked over to his sister's house. The paint was peeling and the house needed new windows. Her husband was a poor excuse for a contractor, Vincent thought idly. He walked up the steps and nervously knocked on the door. Moments later, the door opened and he was greeted by his sister's shocked face. She stood wordlessly for a moment, sweat beading on her head, as he looked her over. She had her black hair pulled back in a ponytail, she wore a white low cut tank top with a black bra underneath, and tight yoga shorts. Vincent thought she looked amazing and simply said, "Hi, Maria."

"Vincent!", she yelled finally and threw her arms around his head. He held her for a few moments enjoying her curves pressed against him when he heard his mothers voice, "Who is it Maria? Get back to the dinner table."

Vincent stepped into the small dining room and saw his mother, Tony, and Maria's two children seated around the table with a large pot of spaghetti in the middle. It was boiling hot in the room and they were all sweating. The air conditioner either didn't work or they never turned it on.

"Hi mother," Vincent said cautiously.

"Oh it's you, I was wondering when you would come crawling back," she said venomously.

Tony looked him over and said laughingly, "Hey Skinny Vinny, did you find a boyfriend out in California or what?"

Vincent hated being called skinny, he was still skinny but worked out a few days a week and ate much better now. He thought of himself as athletically thin.

"No boyfriends in California, Tony. Look Mother, I didn't come here to fight. I have an offer for you, sorry to interrupt your dinner. I will be outside when you are finished."

"Stay Vin, have some food," his sister pleaded.

"Thank you Maria, but I will wait outside."

Vincent sat in an old chair on the porch for almost an hour before his mother casually walked outside turning to close the door. Vincent thought she looked great despite being 44 years old. She resembled Raquel Welch or an older Camilla Belle. She was still fit, had large full breasts and what looked to be a firm ass. She didn't have any makeup on but she was a natural beauty even with the resting bitch face look. She wore a loose fitting t-shirt and capri pants.

She crossed her arms under her large breasts and said, "Well spit out, I haven't got all night."

"I made a friend in college who started a company and owns a mansion in the area from which he is raising money. I am in charge of keeping it in order and assisting with the capital raise. I am authorized to hire someone to care for the place and do some cooking. I would like to offer that position to you, Mama."

Vincent's mother was about to speak but Vincent cut her off, "Before you answer, it pays $100k a year."

Her face dropped and she forgot whatever she was about to say. "A hundred thousand dollars to cook and clean?" she asked skeptically.

"Yes, he is a wealthy individual. Two weeks pay in advance as well," Vincent added.

His mother stood there pondering, but Vincent was confident his mother's greed would kick in. Vincent didn't know but Mama had a part-time job at the dentist office and she hated it. The dentist often tried to ask her out but she ignored his advances. She considered him a loser like everyone else in town. She spent most of her free time reading romance novels and imagining she was anywhere else but this terrible town.

"I will do this thing," she said begrudgingly.

"Ok, you can start tomorrow, I have uniforms in the car that must be worn as well as written job instructions and directions. Do you have a car?"

"I can't afford a car, since you left us all alone. Couldn't afford to pay the mortgage either," She said accusingly.

"The company will pay for a rental. It will be here tomorrow morning at 9am. I will see you at the mansion."

Vincent smiled all the way home, thinking that his plan just might work.

The following morning, Vincent watched his mother walk up the long pathway from the lot to the house. He had watched her pull in on one of the security cameras. She wore the outfit that Vincent had provided and she was obviously uncomfortable. The top was an extremely low cut v-neck that exposed her ample cleavage. The leggings were tight yoga pants and left little to the imagination. His mother was very traditional and Vincent could count on one hand the number of times he had seen her wear clothing that revealed her cleavage.

"I see the uniform fits well," Vincent said slyly.

"This outfit is ridiculous, just show me what needs to be done," his mother barked.

Vincent could see the awe in his mothers face as he gave her a tour of the facility. Huge vaulted ceilings, deep dark hardwoods, and marble stairs. Vincent took his time showing her his massive bedroom on the top floor with an expansive balcony overlooking the grounds.

"Where are all the other people? You actually live here?" she asked.

"It is just me for now, the living arrangement is part of my compensation. There will be meetings on occasion but most of the time it will just be me and you here."

"So I am just cooking and cleaning for you?" she said angrily.

"No, for the company. We must keep up appearances for when visitor's come."

For the next three weeks, Vincent took pleasure in his mother resentfully bringing him meals and cleaning rooms that were already spotless. He would often watch her on the security cameras polishing the tables, her large breasts swaying back and forth as she worked the polish in circles. It was time to unleash the next phase of his plan but he had doubts that it would work. His mother had still not acknowledged what he had done for her by giving her this opportunity nor had she said thank you. In fact, she had barely spoken to him at all.

"Mother," Vincent said as she dropped his lunch on his desk, "Do you know any girls in town who could use a job? Preferably a pretty girl? We have a new job opening for an assistant that pays very very well."

"Your sister, give your sister the job. She hasn't forgotten you left the family either," she said.

"No Mother. You don't understand this job requires some, umm, discretion and a special skill set. That's why it pays double your position."

"Double? What skills?" she said excitedly.

"Well, my boss is a very unique person and has some new and extremely progressive beliefs on how to succeed. You see Mother, he believes I am not living up to my full potential because my mind is not clear. I need an assistant to help me a few times a week to release thoughts that are not conducive to success."

Vincent had concocted the guru boss story one night while laying in bed. He needed to place some distance from the wealth of his company and himself. If his family knew he had millions in the bank they would just want handouts.

"You are making no sense, speak plainly," she said.

"I need a woman to release, you know," Vincent said while making a jerking motion with his hand in his groin area.

Vincent's mothers eyes grew wide in astonishment and she muttered something in Italian.

"So you see," Vincent continued, "It should not be Maria."

"Why not do this thing yourself? I am sure you are an expert," she said while laughing at her joke.

"My boss believes it needs to be performed by a woman, to do it alone is to create more unwanted thoughts."

Mama stared at her son, deep in thought. Of course, she thought, he has become a pervert, being a loner and a weakling has led to him paying for women to get him off. It was her dead husband's fault for not making him a real man. Her loser husband was still tormenting her from the grave with his mistakes. However, Mama pondered, the amount of money being offered was probably too much to pass up. Could she jerk off her perverted son if it meant getting out of debt and that sorry town?

His mother stared at him for a few moments and finally said, "I will do this thing, if you give your sister my position."

Vincent was shocked his mother agreed so quickly, he expected it would take much longer.

"I couldn't let you do it Mother. It's not right. My boss will know if I don't do this, I cannot lie to him."

"I do this for the family, unlike you and your selfish ways when you abandoned us. Give your sister the job and I will do this for her and my grandchildren," she said sternly.

"Ok, Mother. I will drive to town now and talk to Maria."

Vincent excitedly sped his way down to town and knocked on his sister's door. It was midday and he expected Maria would be home with the kids. He was surprised when Tony answered the door, holding a beer, wearing a white tank top and gym shorts.

"Skinny Vinny, what drags you into town? Heard you were running a big mansion up in the hills."

"Is Maria here?" Vinny asked, pointedly ignoring his question.

"Maria!" Tony screamed and walked back inside to sit on the couch.

The room was sweltering despite the box fan blowing noisily in the corner. Maria bounced down the steps wearing a loose fitting t-shirt and plaid pajama pants. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, accentuating her slim face and full red lips. Vincent could tell by the way her breasts bounced she was not wearing a bra. He tried to avoid staring at her nipples poking through the shirt.

"Hey Maria."

"Hi Vin, where's Mama?" she asked.

"Oh she is still at the office. I actually stopped by to ask you a question." Vincent said.

"Ok, what?"

Vincent didn't plan on doing this in front of Tony but proceeded to say, "Well another position, an assistant job, has become available and mama is going to take the job. So I need to backfill her position. I figured I would offer it to you first, you know, to make amends for bailing after Dad died."

Tony took a slug of his beer and said, "My woman doesn't need to work. I provide."

Maria almost laughed at that comment but she remained quiet and fiddled with her hands nervously not wanting to go against her husband. She loved her husband but he provided very little.

"Tony, it's a very high paying job. It pays $100k per year salary as well as benefits."

Judging by the astonished look on Tony's face, Mama hadn't told them how much she was making at the mansion cooking and cleaning.

"Oh, in that case, get to work honey," Tony said laughingly.

Maria agreed wholeheartedly after her husband consented. Vincent brought in some uniforms for his sister, gave her the written details of the position, and drove back to the mansion.

The next day, Vincent gave his sister a tour of the facility. Like he did with his mother, he took his time to show her the top floor, which contained his large bedroom, a working office, massive bathroom, and an expansive balcony providing 360 degree views of the grounds. He also showed her the security office, which he unlocked with a key. The monitors inside displayed video camera views of all the rooms and the pool area. He told Maria he kept the room locked but would occasionally open it for her to clean. Maria's work uniform accentuated her curves, she looked slim and fit, and was thrilled to be away from the kids performing light work in a beautiful air conditioned mansion. The job had seemed to revive her spirit and she gleefully bounced around the mansion dusting and cleaning windows.

After the tour, Vincent made a show of calling to his mother. "Mama, I need your assistance in the penthouse office please."

His mother wordlessly followed him up to the top floor. Vincent went into the bathroom, leaving his mother standing nervously in the bedroom area. Vincent took his time in the shower, savoring his mother's anxiety. Vincent finally exited the shower and observed his mother still standing in the same spot as before. He wore nothing except for a towel around his waist. He calmly walked to the bed and laid with his back against the backboard.

"Come, Mama, take a seat," he said as he patted the bed.

Mama complied and walked over slowly, sitting next to her son. She sported an angry look on her face and finally met his her son's gaze. "So you intend to actually go forward with this?"

"Remember Mama, you offered and we made an arrangement."

With that, Vincent opened the towel revealing his cock and balls to his mother.

Mama couldn't hide her shock at what she saw. Her son's cock was soft, yet it was five inches long, veiny, and laid heavily over the largest set of balls she had ever seen. Vincent reveled in her silence and stunned look.

Finally she mumbled, "Perhaps a man after all."

"Let's go Mama, I am ready."

His mother took a deep breath and defiantly stared him in the eyes as she wrapped her small hand around his dick and stroked his shaft slowly. Vincent hardened in her hand and she adjusted her grip as his cock grew and grew until it was a full ten inches in length. Mama's eyes widened in dismay as the cock in her hand seemed like it would never stop growing. The length and thickness were difficult for her to comprehend. She never imagined a cock could be so large, that it belonged to her cowardly son was even more amazing.

She pulled and pulled on his length, all the while she stared at Vincent until he finally broke eye contact and laid his head back closing his eyes. He let out a soft moan. He wouldn't hold out long, his mother firmly stroking his cock while his sister cleaned two floors below was just too much for him to handle. He ogled his mom's cleavage and the rhythmic way it moved in concert with her pulls. Mama was focusing her strokes on the top of his cock, stimulating his shaft and head at the same time. He finally felt that familiar stirring in his balls and he released ribbons of cum skyward as his mother smiled at how quickly he had erupted. Vincent moaned as she continued to pull on his cock until every last drop was deposited on the bed, his stomach, and her fingers.

"Easiest money I ever made. I will go read by the pool then go home and check on the grandchildren," his mother said as she got up, grabbed some tissue from the nightstand, and walked from the room, laughing to herself.

The next two sessions went in a similar fashion, but by the third session Vincent had become used to the touch of his mother's hand on his cock. His mother pulled and pulled until her arm grew tired. She alternated hands as the minutes passed and Vincent still had not shot his load. She tried a twisting motion using both hands and then another where she massaged his balls while stroking his length to no avail. She was visibly tired and looked frustrated.

"Take off your shirt, Mama, I think that would help," Vincent said confidently.

Mama was growing weary. Despite how good her son's large cock felt in her hands, she knew it was wrong. She knew he was trying to get back at her for some perceived wrong from his childhood. What son wanted to see his mother's tits? It was perverse.

"Fine, I need to get back to my reading," Mama said defiantly as she reached her hands into the deep v-neck of her shirt and pulled out her D-cup breasts.

Vincent's heart beat faster at the sight of his mother's tits. He had only seen the breasts of the few girls he had met in college but Mama's were by far the nicest tits he had ever seen in person. They were perfectly symmetrical, with large dark areolas. He imagined how her hard nipples would feel in his mouth. His mother pulled on his shaft, twisting softly on his mushroom head with each pump. Within seconds he was shooting his load in the air, his mother careful to keep his cum angled away from her tits and face. Mama quickly put her tits back in her shirt and went back down to the pool to continue her reading.

Maria was still clueless, yet curious, as to what the assistant job duties were and was jealous that her mother sat around reading all day by the pool while Maria prepared food, cleaned, watered plants, and performed other menial tasks. When she asked her mother what she did in those meetings, she told her, "Just some paperwork and other stuff."

Vincent came down the stairs a few minutes later and sat on the couch with his laptop.

"Vin, why does Mama get to sit around all day while I work. Can you get me one of these assistant jobs? I wouldn't mind getting paid to lay by the pool all day."

Vincent was joyous that his sister had brought up the topic, it would make the next phase of his plan easier.

"Oh, Maria, Mama is performing some very important tasks. You see my boss is a new age guru and has unconventional methods on relieving stress and maximizing potential. I am not sure you would be interested but I will reach out to my boss and see if it is in the budget. Things are progressing well lately, so he may go for it."

Maria smiled broadly at his answer, "Thank you, let me know. Mama mentioned it even pays more."

"Yes, it pays significantly more, like I said, I will ask," Vincent said with a devious smile.

A few days later, Vincent brought Mama upstairs for another session. Mama pulled her tits from her shirt again before she even touched Vincent's cock. She figured they would end up out anyway and she could save some time. Vincent wanted to push his mother to do more, so he had jerked off that morning thinking of her breasts. Mama would have her work cut out for her trying to make him cum again. To Mama's surprise and Vincent's chagrin, no matter how Mama jerked him off, she could not make Vincent cum. Vincent once again offered a solution.

"Mama, use your mouth please, I don't have all day," Vincent said coyly.

Mama looked at her son's massive veiny cock and wondered how she would even get that in her mouth. Her dead husband's cock wasn't nearly this size and she had stopped giving him blowjobs over 15 years ago. She was actually beginning to enjoy the sessions with her son. Having someone look at her as a sex object, even if it was her son, brought her back to her youth and made her feel like a woman again. The mansion, the pool, and the luxurious bedroom also made her feel like she was finally out of that stupid town and living in one of her romance novels.

Her anger at her son leaving her in a lurch was also subsiding. It was turning out that he was not a loser like his father and he had returned to help the family, even if his methods were odd and perverted. She decided then and there that she would suck the big cock in her hands and try to enjoy it. She would pretend it was the cock of one of the heroes in her romance novels.

Vincent watched in dismay as his mother dipped her head and began licking the head of his cock. She wrapped her red lips around his dick, engulfing the head of his cock and an inch of shaft into her mouth. Vincent pulled her hair up and held it in a bunch with one hand. He guided her head gently up and down. Her tits hung enticingly and Vincent hesitantly reached out and squeezed them with his free hand. Mama gave him a sideways look from the corner of her eye but quickly returned to sucking her son.

Mama sucked and pulled until she felt Vincent lift his hips off the bed. She pulled her face away despite Vincent softly trying to push her back down. Vincent came in spurts, shooting high into the air and back down onto his stomach and chest, while moaning and squeezing his mother's breast roughly. Mama continued to pull on Vincent's cock until he softened and the last bits of cum dribbled out onto her fingers. Mama then fixed herself up and went back to the pool while Vincent showered and made his way to the ground floor where Maria once again asked about the assistant position.

"I have reached out for budget approval, I expect an answer next week," Vincent replied cheerfully.

Things were going swimmingly and Vincent was in a great mood. His plan was working and the following week he would unleash the next phase. He planned to accelerate things with Mama and enlighten his sister on the true duties of an assistant.

Monday came and Mama idled by the pool while Maria labored inside. Vincent unlocked the security room and asked Maria to dust, mop, and clean the area as well as the twelve security screens which hung on the wall displaying the live cameras. Vincent then went to the pool and summoned Mama for another session.

Mama joined Vincent in the penthouse bedroom and sat next to a toweled Vincent on the bed, pulling out her breasts. Mama jerked her son vigorously until he was fully erect and then went straight to sucking his cock. She would never tell Vincent, but she had enjoyed the last session tremendously. She looked forward to having his big cock in her hands and mouth again. Vincent stayed cognizant of the hidden camera positions in the room and maneuvered himself appropriately for the best view. One camera was positioned on the ceiling behind him, the other from the balcony entrance on the left. He was confident both would provide a great view if his sister was watching as he hoped and suspected. He was happy that his mother had blissfully started sucking his cock without encouragement but Vincent wanted much more than that today.

"Mama, I need you to lay down."

Mama looked at him with a mouthful of cock but didn't respond. She continued sucking.

"Mama. please. I need you to lay down," Vincent said as he scooted over on the bed giving his mother room to lay down.

Mama was confused and worried as to what he was up to, but complied. She laid flat on the bed with her head up on the pillows. Her tits were propped up nicely and framed by her bra and shirt. Vincent straddled his mother, placing his long heavy cock between her breasts. He roughly pushed her tits together and pumped his cock in between her soft skin. For the first time during their sessions, Mama didn't feel in control. Vincent seemed determined to take what he wanted today and she was both nervous and excited as to what would happen next.

Vincent abruptly stopped fucking his mother's breasts, knelt between her legs, and grabbed the lip of her yoga pants with both hands to pull them down. Mama reflexively grabbed his hands and stopped him.

"Mama, I want to see your pussy. I need to, if I am going to cum," Vincent pleaded.

Mama released her grip, turning her head and biting her lip as Vincent pulled off her pants and her underwear. Vincent gazed in lust at his mother's hairy pussy. She had not shaved in ages and it grew wildly. Her labia looked small and enticing to Vincent. He ran his finger across her slit and felt her slickness. His mother may be looking away from him but her body wanted his cock. Vincent spread his knees wide between Mama's thighs, swiped the head of his cock up and down her wet clit, and pushed his mushroom head against the entrance to her pussy. Mama continued to look away, the back of her hand over her mouth as if fainting.

Vincent pushed and pushed until he finally slid a few inches of cock into his mother. Mama gasped. Vincent reared back and pushed further into his gasping mother, he repeated this over and over until he was buried inside her, his hips touching hers. Mama couldn't believe her son was all the way inside her, fucking her. His cock felt massive and he was stretching her like never before. Vincent could only think of one word as he drove his cock as hard as he could into his mother: 'weakling'. Did his mother still think he was a weakling as she writhed beneath him, struggling to take his big dick? Did a weakling fuck like this?

His mother grunted at the bottom of each downstroke. A guttural sound that was a mix of pleasure and pain. Vincent The Weakling pumped away at his mother's tight pussy as her breasts bounced wildly up and down; occasionally bumping her chin.

Her body tightened beneath him and she grabbed her son's arms which were planted on the mattress on either side of her chest, pleasure had overtaken the pain and she was cumming intensely all over her son's cock. Mama moaned and moaned as her face flushed during her orgasm. Vincent did not lessen his pace, he needed to focus on the feelings of misery and self doubt his mother had instilled in him over the years. He would fuck her into oblivion, whenever she thought of her son, he wanted her to think of his sexual prowess and stamina.

Mama still held onto her son's arms, she had tilted her head up to watch his big cock slide in and out of her hairy pussy. Her orgasm had been mind blowing. She honestly thought she might pass out. Her son was hammering away at her pussy like a machine, she never imagined she could be fucked so thoroughly and filled so completely. Vincent hadn't slowed after she came, he was still fucking her forcefully, his big dick touching parts of her she didn't know existed. She thought Vincent's fathers cock was large but it was nothing compared to the monster dick plowing inside her now. His length felt so good in her after the initial pain had subsided, so amazing, that she knew she would fuck Vincent any time he asked, money or not.

Vincent was sweating, his arms felt shaky from holding his weight above his mother's mostly naked body. He felt like he had been going for hours but knew it could only be ten minutes or so. He tried not to think of his sister who was hopefully watching the video in the security room below. If he thought too much about that, he would surely cum. He needed to focus on his anger and prove to his mother he was strong, not a weakling. His abs strained, his arms were wavering, yet he thrust into his mother over and over again until she succumbed again to her pleasure.

Mama muttered in Italian and then moaned loudly, "Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord, such a big dick. Oh my lord, Vincent!."

Vincent could hold it no longer, he pulled his cock from his mother's pussy and shot streams of hot cum across her belly and into her pubic hair. He sprayed it liberally across her wet pussy as well. He savored the sight of his mother covered in sweat and cum, completely worn out from his fucking. He climbed off of her wordlessly and headed to the shower.

Maria sat stunned in front of the security monitors. Her mind raced. Mama's assistant duties apparently included fucking Vincent. Is this what she did all those times they were going to meetings? It was very disturbing, possibly the most disturbing thing she had ever witnessed. However, it had also been one of the hottest things she had ever seen. Her little brother's cock was absolutely massive and he had fucked Mama until she had cum. Twice! Mama looked like she was in heaven. Maria couldn't help but think what it would be liked to get fucked like that. Her husband's cock was half the size of Vin's and he rarely lasted long enough for Maria to cum even once.

Maria suddenly felt a wave of panic as she remembered she had asked Vin for the same job as Mama. She couldn't fuck her brother, could she? She promised herself she wouldn't bring the job up again to Vin. She quickly closed the door and went to the kitchen, pretending to look busy. Vincent stepped from the shower and grabbed his phone. He swiftly loaded his cameras from the cloud and looked at the video from the hidden camera in the security room. Yes, his sister had watched the whole thing. Her expression was a mix of horror and intrigue. He decided he would wait, give her time to think about what she had seen, and approach her tomorrow.

Maria barely slept that night. Visions of Mama writhing in ecstasy under her brother crept into her brain every time she closed her eyes. His giant dick, the way he came all over her, it was so wrong and so erotic. Eventually she slept fitfully still not sure if she was turned on or disgusted.

The following day, Vincent approached Maria while she was cleaning windows in the dayroom.

"I have spoken to my boss, he is exceedingly happy with my results and has authorized a second assistant."

Maria didn't look at her brother and quickly said, "I think I will keep this job. I am enjoying the work."

Vincent stepped closer and said, "I haven't told you the best part, the pay has more than tripled. Ten thousand dollars per week with a three month signing bonus, but you don't have to answer now. The stress relief duties only occur a couple of times a week so the rest of the time is yours to do as you wish. Please talk to Tony first and let me know. He must be made aware of what the job entails and also approve. I wouldn't want any problems. As a matter of fact, have Tony and the kids come up to the mansion tomorrow. I'll have it catered, it will be fun."

Maria avoided looking at her brother and responded, "Sounds fun, the kids will love it. Thank you."

Maria juggled her thoughts as she drove home. Did she dare approach her husband with this offer? She hadn't said anything to him or Mama about what she witnessed. Mama seemed to be happy last night at dinner, humming to herself as she helped set out the plates for dinner. A far cry from her normal angry and overbearing personality. Could she do sexual things with her own brother? Many women did a lot more with strangers for far less money and the amount of money Vin was proposing was life changing. She could pay off her mortgage in only a few months time and start getting her family's financial position in order, but what would she tell Tony? He would lose his mind and probably want to hurt Vincent. She was worried that Vincent would say something to Tony tomorrow so she must broach the topic tonight.

After dinner, Maria finally had some time alone with Tony as they went for a walk down to the Lackawana River, a spot they used to sit as teenagers and talk about how great their future would be and all the amazing things they would do together. Most things hadn't panned out as they hoped. Tony had taken to drinking after the union jobs dried up in the area. He now worked as an independent contractor but rarely worked and when he did seemed to underbid the jobs so there was little profit. A cool wind blew across the river, lights twinkled in the darkness, frogs and cicadas buzzed. Tony cracked one of the beers he had brought and settled down on a log.

Maria broke the silence, "So Vin said there is an opening for a very special job at the mansion, it pays a crazy amount of money, and Vin has offered it to me first."

"Nice, about time that loser did something that benefits the family. How much dough are we talking about here?" Tony asked.

"Ten thousand a week plus a hundred and twenty thousand signing bonus," Maria said meekly.

Tony choked on his beer and lurched to his feet, "What? Are you fucking kidding? Take it. Think of all the things we could do. Holy shit, that is nuts. Hurry up and take it before it's gone."

Maria threw up her hands, "It's not a simple job. It requires doing certain things."

"Who cares? You'll figure it out, fake it till you make it, right?" Tony said excitedly.

Maria dropped her head and whispered, "Sexual type things."

"Wait what? What does that even mean?" Tony questioned.

"It means doing things with my brother to relieve his stress, apparently his boss is some new age weirdo that believes a man can only perform in his job if his mind is clear of impure thoughts, or something. I don't know."

"So your brother wants you to be his whore for money?" Tony asked incredulously.

"I guess, in simple terms. A couple of times a week, I would assist with his release of impure thoughts," Maria said quietly.

"Hold on, is this what your Mother is doing right now?"

"No no, Mama is doing office work," she lied, "This job pays much more than that."

Tony was pacing, "Holy shit, Skinny Vinny. That little prick is using our financial position to try and get in his sister's pants. I always knew that little freak wanted you to be more than his sister."

"It's so much money, Tony. What do we do?"

Tony was still pacing rapidly back and forth. Finally he said, "You take the job, we get the bonus. You put him off for as long as possible. Tell him you have a headache, period, whatever. You keep away from the perv and we collect as many paychecks as possible until he fires you."Maria wasn't sure that would work at all but said, "Ok, that's a good plan."

The next day; Maria, Tony, and Mama lounged around the pool eating snacks and drinking margaritas while the kids frolicked in the pool. Vincent had quickly greeted them wearing a robe and told them to enjoy themselves. He said he had to catch up on work and he would be in the main living room if anyone needed him.

Tony pulled his wife aside and whispered, "Did you tell him you accept?"

"No, I have been out here with you."

"Let's go tell him," Tony said.

Vincent looked admiringly at his sister as she walked into the living room with Tony. She wore a yellow bikini that accentuated her physique. Her large tits, thin waist, and curvy hips looked amazing on her small frame. Vincent had opened his bathrobe and wore nothing but extremely tight fitting European style swim trunks underneath. He closed his laptop and removed it from his lap giving his sister and Tony a view of the massive bulge in his swim trunks. He believed that greed would drive Tony to agree to his wife's new job and Vincent wore the tight swim trunks because he wanted Tony to see what his wife was getting into. Tony may think of Vincent as Skinny Vinny but he had other parts that were not so skinny. Tony noticed the giant bulge but seemed unperturbed.

"Hey guys, how is the pool party," Vincent said calmly.

"Cut the bullshit, Vin. You're a weird fuck but we accept your terms. We want the bonus now," Tony blurted angrily.

"Ok, payroll will process the bonus, it will be in your account next Friday."

"Good. Let's get the kids and go, Maria," Tony muttered and they both turned and walked away.

As they walked through the breezeway back to the pool, Tony turned to his wife and said, "Does he really think he's fooling anybody by jamming a sock down his underwear. Fucken weirdo. Bet he has a two inch cock."

Maria just nodded her head in agreement and said, "Probably," while thinking back on the video and her brother's tremendous dick shooting cum on Mama's belly.

That Monday, while Mama lounged by the pool, Maria was attempting to hide in the kitchen from everyone. Vincent sought her out after breakfast and pulled her aside to chat.

"Hey Maria, it's time for a session. Please join me in the bedroom," Vincent said stoically.

Maria took her time making her way up to the bedroom, making sure to lock the door behind her. Vincent sat on the bed wearing nothing but a towel.

He tapped the space next to him and said, "Please join me."

Maria nervously approached the bed, she had mentally prepared her excuses in her head. As she sat down, Vincent opened the towel revealing his semi-erect cock. Maria thought it was even bigger in person than it looked on camera. Her husband's cock barely filled her hand, her brother's cock would fill both her hands with more dick to spare. Maria knew she needed to stop drooling, focus, and stick to the plan.

"I have my period, I can't do this," she said abruptly.

Vincent responded quickly, "I only need your hand and your mouth for today," and looked at his sister expectedly.

Maria knew her husband's dumb idea would never work. He was so stupid sometimes. Maria had never touched another man's cock and she was curious what this big dick in front of her would feel like in her hands. Mama had certainly seemed to enjoy her time with it. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around her brother's quickly stiffening cock. She pulled on his shaft slowly with both hands as it grew larger and firmer. Her brother's cock was majestic and the thought of it potentially being inside her at some point made her pussy wet.

Vincent was in heaven again. Maria was the most beautiful girl that had ever touched his cock. Her beauty combined with the taboo of having his sister jerking him off, resulted in his cock being rock hard in seconds. He suspected the period story was a lie but he knew would have her eventually; if not today. He didn't have the same fear and anger he had with Mama. His sister had always been nice to him for the most part but he hated Tony and all the other guys like him in that small town that had treated him like shit.

Vincent grabbed his sister's tits roughly through her shirt. Pawing at them until he freed them to the light of day. They were just as big as Mama's, a bit firmer, with smaller nipples and areolas. His sister didn't resist him, she seemed mesmerized by the cock in her hands, still stroking him off with both hands. He grabbed Maria's hair and softly guided her head towards his dick. Again, she did not resist and she put her brother's cock in her mouth.

Maria's pussy was dripping wet. She didn't care if this giant cock was her brother's, the thickness and length was a massive turn on and had unleashed a sexuality in her she hadn't felt in years. When her brother pushed her head down towards his cock, she readily took it into her mouth with a smile. Vincent took advantage of the position of his bent over sister noisily sucking his dick and squeezed her ass with his left hand. He ran his finger up and down her pussy through the fabric of her yoga pants. A soft moan from his sister prompted him to double his efforts. He could feel how wet she was through the fabric.

He bent his head next to his sister's ear, licked it softly and said, "Fuck me, Maria."

Maria was lost in lust, she wanted to know what that big cock would feel like between her legs. She would obey her brother's command. She stood up, pulled her shirt over her head, unclasped her bra, and pulled off her yoga pants and underwear. Vincent's dick twitched at the sight of his lovely sister naked in front of him, her large firm tits, her flat stomach, and nicely trimmed pussy with only a small strip of dark pubic hair. She climbed back on the bed, straddling her brother. She leaned forward smothering her brother's face with her tits as she maneuvered her body to position his cock at the entrance to her pussy.

"Oh my god," Maria moaned when the head slid inside.

She pushed back further, getting more of his cock inside her, then she did it again, and again. He was already deeper than any man had ever been in her pussy and there were still a few more inches to go. Her brother was greedily gripping and sucking at her big tits, alternating between nipples. She ground her hips back one more time and finally bottomed out on his full length. She couldn't believe how amazing it felt to be impaled by a ten inch cock. She positioned her hands on her brother's chest and rocked her hips back and forth in rhythm with her brother's thrusts. Within minutes she felt herself cumming like never before.

"Fucken amazing cock, cumming, i'm cumming, oh my god, i'm cumming. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Vin." she moaned.

Vincent grabbed his sister by the hair and kissed her full lips as her orgasm subsided, pushing his tongue into her mouth. She returned the kiss, their tongues swirling. He continued the kiss as he thrust upward into her over and over. Vincent squeezed her ass with both hands as his sister bounced on his cock until she was sweating. Feeling he would cum soon, Vincent leaned up and rolled his sister onto her back, kissing her again, his dick never leaving her pussy. Maria could feel her brother's large balls smack against her with each thrust. She had been surprised when her brother kissed her but the sex was soo hot, it just felt right. He was filling her over and over with his big beautiful dick for what seemed like an eternity until she felt another orgasm brewing.

She turned her head and panted, "Oh my god Vin, I am cumming again, don't stop, you have the best dick, ever, so big, so fucken big, I'm cumming."

Vin was getting close, he wanted to hear his sister say it again, "Do I fuck you better than Tony?"

"Oh god yes, yes, yes, your dick is so much bigger than his," was her whispered reply.

"Is this my pussy now?" Vincent asked lustily.

"Yes, yes. Whenever you want it, it's yours," Maria moaned.

This sent Vincent over the edge, he pulled his cock out and groaned, "I'm cumming, pull on it, pull it."

Maria obeyed again, pulling on her brother's dick between her thighs repeatedly as he unleashed buckets of cum on her stomach and pussy.

"That was so hot, I never, I just never, I can't believe it," Maria said breathlessly.

Vincent gave his sister another kiss, his wet softening cock resting against her cum covered pussy, and then went to the bathroom to get her a towel. Maria cleaned herself up the best she could and went back downstairs. Fortunately, Mama was still lounging by the pool and was none the wiser. Maria made herself a sandwich, got in her car and headed home, her job completed for the day.

Tony was at the park with the kids, so Maria took a shower and started preparing dinner, thinking hard about what she would tell Tony. Mama returned home an hour later asking Maria why she left. Maria told her that she wasn't feeling well but was much better now. She focused on dinner and the kids, avoiding Tony and his questioning looks.

Later that night, Maria laid in bed with Tony. The house was cool as the new air conditioners hummed loudly throughout all the rooms in the house.

Tony wrapped his arm under his wife's head and asked, "So what happened? Did your perv brother try anything?"

"He came to me before lunch and asked me to come to his room," Maria said, lying in the crook of her husband's arm.

"Fucken sicko, did you do what I said?"

"Yes, he came out of the shower in nothing but a towel and asked me to sit next to him. I told him it was that time of the month."

"So it worked?"

"Not really. He said he didn't care and that I could do other stuff," Maria said meekly then paused.

Tony was rubbing her tits with his free hand and said, "Fuck, what happened then?"

"He pulled out his dick and wanted me to touch it."

"That little motherfucker wanted you to touch his little dick, I was right about the sock wasn't I?"

Maria was torn as to how much to tell her husband. She wanted to let him know she was unfaithful, it was like a giant weight on her chest but she didn't want to tell him all of it. She felt sexually empowered today, she was saving their family from destitution, and she had enjoyed every second of it. She loved Tony but he was doing as little as possible to contribute to the family and she wanted to hurt him a bit.

"No, that was all him. His dick is really, like really, really big."

"Are you kidding? Like how big?"

Maria showed her husband with her hands, holding them almost a foot apart, "Like this long, and thick."

Tony's face turned red then pale but continued rubbing Maria's tits and stomach. Tony said, "What happened next?"

Maria blurted out, "I didn't know what to do honey, we need the bonus, it's just my brother, it's not like another man or anything, just my brother, what could I do? I just grabbed his dick and started jerking him off."

"You fucken bitch," Tony said angrily as he pushed his hand down his wife's pajamas and rubbed her clit aggressively.

"What happened next?" he asked.

Maria could see Tony was getting turned on by her story and she tilted her head closer to Tony's ear and continued speaking softly, "I pulled on it with both hands for a while, I just wanted him to cum quickly so I could come home to you."

"I bet you fucken liked it too," Tony said, slipping a finger inside his wife.

Maria paused. "A little bit, his cock is so big that I can't even wrap my fingers around it. I wasn't sure what to do with it and how to get him off," Maria whispered, grabbing her husband's erect cock, pulling it out of the hole in his boxers, and stroking him slowly.

His five inch dick felt tiny after handling her brother's cock earlier in the day but the conversation with her husband was going much better than she expected. She couldn't believe Tony was not flipping out.

"Then what?" Tony asked, afraid and excited of what his wife would say next.

"He pulled my tits out of my shirt so he could see them and touch them while I jerked him off. I let him do it, I just let him, I don't know why, I figured it would make it end faster."

"I bet he loved your big tits, no way that nerd has ever seen tits like yours in real life," Tony rasped.

Maria was really getting into the dirty talk and figured this was the best way to appease yet hurt her husband.

"I never showed anyone else my tits, babe, it was strange for me. His dick got even harder and bigger when he saw them. I could see the big veins in his cock."

Tony's dick twitched in her hand, he gulped and asked, "What happened next?"

"He grabbed my head and pushed it down to his lap. I didn't really want to do it but I needed him to cum so I could come home to you."

Tony fingered his wife harder and croaked, "Did you suck his dick?"

Maria whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry Honey but I sucked it. I put his big cock in my mouth and sucked him the best I could. I sucked him and stroked him."

"You fucken liked it didn't you?" Tony croaked.

"Yes, a little. What woman wouldn't? I never thought I would see a cock that big, much less suck on one."

"Then what?" he whispered.

"I could tell he was going to cum so I stopped sucking his cock and jerked him off until he came."

"Did he get his cum on you?"

"Yes, Honey. It went everywhere, he came so much. It was all over me."

"Did you want to fuck him?" Tony whispered.

Maria was silent for a moment, "I don't know. I guess so. I couldn't help but think what it would be like to get fucked by a cock that big."

Tony moaned and Maria pulled faster on his cock as he came all over her hand and his boxers. Maria kissed him and they sat there listening to the hum of the air conditioner for a moment.

"Are you mad at me?" Maria finally asked.

"Yeah I'm mad but what's done is done. Nothing else happens with him unless you call me first. You tell Vinny I am coming up there next time. Nothing happens to my wife unless I am there," Tony demanded.

"Ok, I will let Vincent know tomorrow," Maria said, delighted how well her conversation had gone.

Vincent had barely spoken to his mother since they had fucked. He had gotten what he wanted, he would let her lounge by the pool and collect her paychecks. He was satisfied and felt redeemed, he could leave it at that. If his mother broke down and came to him for sex, well that would just be the cherry on top. His sister was a different story. The sex had been electric, and he couldn't get her out of his mind. He would keep pushing the envelope with her. Apparently she hadn't told Mama what she had seen or that she had also become his concubine.

Maria stopped him as he walked towards the main kitchen, "Can I speak to you, in private?" she asked.

Vincent stepped into the laundry room with his sister and closed the door, desperately wanting to fuck his sister again right there.

"Vin," Maria started, "I told Tony what happened yesterday. Well most of what happened anyway."

"What parts did you leave out?" Vincent asked with a smile.

"I told him everything except that we fucked, I couldn't tell him that."

"Well that was the best part," Vincent retorted.

"I know, but I didn't tell him. So please don't tell him either. Anyway, he didn't freak out like I thought. He wanted me to give you a message that nothing else happens unless he is with me."

Vincent grinned like a Cheshire cat and said, "So rough and tumble Tony wants to watch?"

"I don't know, I think so, I just don't know," Maria said worriedly.

"That's fine with me. Tell him to come tomorrow at noon. If he behaves maybe we will get him a job as a gardener or handyman," Vincent responded.

The following day, Vincent nervously paced his bedroom, waiting for Maria and Tony to make their way up. He had watched Tony pull up in his old pickup truck. He didn't look like he was carrying any weapons or was in a rage. He had taken his time walking up to the door where Maria met him and they made their way upstairs.

Tony came into the bedroom, his wife trailing behind, and grabbed Vincent roughly by his shirt, "You little pervert, you are a sick fuck you know that?" Tony said tersely, spittle flying from his mouth.

"I am aware but you agreed to this arrangement, we can cancel now and I will pay for services rendered so far but no signing bonus," Vincent said more calmly than he felt.

"So now you want to rip us off too?"

"Didn't you read the agreement Maria signed? Bonus is contingent on services being rendered for at least three months. Even if I pay it this week, you would owe it back if she quits," Tony replied, counting on the fact Tony was too stupid to know what she had signed wasn't an enforceable contract at all.

Tony gripped him harder, almost lifting Vincent off his feet and said, "From now on, Maria only comes up here once a week to satisfy your sick needs and I come with her."

Vincent simply said, "After today, your terms are acceptable."

Tony released his grip and stood around awkwardly, unsure what to do next. Maria hadn't moved from behind her husband.

Vincent relaxed and said, "Good, I am glad that is straightened out. Tony, please take a seat," as he motioned to the couch next to the dressing room, "Maria, please let's get started," and took her small hand, guiding her to the bed.

Maria sat on the edge of the bed apprehensively. Vincent stripped naked, looked over at Tony and saw his jaw drop at the sight of Vincent's huge soft cock hanging obscenely within arm's reach of his pretty little wife. Vincent stepped up to his sister, his cock less than a foot from her face, and placed his hands on his hips, waiting. Maria looked over at her husband, paused, then grabbed her brother's cock with her left hand. Her tiny engagement ring sparkled in the light, taunting her husband as she placed her brother's cock head in her mouth. She sucked and stroked her brother's dick until he reached his full ten inch length.

Tony muttered, "Jesus Christ," from the couch less than a body length away.

Vincent reached down and pulled Maria's shirt up over head and his sister threw her arms up in the air to make it easier to remove. He then unclasped and removed her white lacy bra, her firm heavy breasts dropping slightly. He pulled on her nipples and squeezed her breasts together while Maria continued to suck as much of her brother's cock she could get in her mouth.

Tony barked, "You should be paying her double, she has the best tits on earth, I bet you've never seen tits half as nice."

Vincent replied lustily, "You are right, her tits are perfect, the best I have ever seen, she's a goddess."

Maria enjoyed the compliments and being called a goddess, she looked up at her brother, stuck out her tongue and slapped the head of his cock against it loudly, then put his cock head back in her mouth. Vincent smiled at Tony, who was rubbing his crotch and staring lustily at his topless wife sucking Vincent's dick.

Vincent softly pushed Maria back onto the bed and slowly pulled down her pants and underwear. He dropped down between her thighs and licked her clit in long flicking motions. Maria moaned deeply in response. Maria propped up on her elbows and watched her brother aggressively lick her pussy, while he and her husband both ogled her. Tony had pulled his cock from his pants and was jerking himself slowly. Having two men with their cocks hard for her was an extreme turn-on. She cupped her tits and shook them for the men to see.

Her brother's licking was putting her over the edge and she moaned loudly, "Ahhhhh, god, god, Oh my god, that feels good, I'm cumming, ohhhh."

Vincent stood up, large erect cock swinging wildly, and wiped his sister's juices from his lips with his arm.

"Turn around," Vincent demanded.

Maria hopped up on all fours, her husband seated to her right with a great view of her hanging tits.

Vincent kneeled on the bed behind his sister and positioned his huge cock along her ass crack and said, "Tony, may I fuck your wife now?"

Tony was lost in the moment, it had been like watching a porn movie, and he had barely heard the question. He knew he wanted to see his wife take that big dick, he had never seen anything as erotic as this massive cock parked across his wife's ass onto her back, his brother in laws big balls resting against his wife's wet pussy. He thought there was no way his tiny wife could get that big dick inside her little pussy but he knew he wanted to find out.

"Yes, fuck her," Tony said softly.

Maria breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to her hubby and blew him a kiss. Vincent rubbed his head up and down his sister's pussy and then pushed his cock inside her wet hole. Maria gasped and moaned. Vincent pushed in and out in short aggressive strokes until he was fully inside her.

Maria moaned with each push, "Oh my god, he is so deep, so deep."

Vincent began fucking his sister hard. Long strokes, gripping her hips firmly, almost pulling his dick completely out of her, then pushing it back in with force. Tony could hear the loud slaps when Vincent's hips met his wife's ass, his pulse racing as he watched his wife's ass quiver with each thrust. Over and over, Vincent pounded into his sister, her large tits swinging back and forth, nipples skimming the bed. Maria was moaning wildly in pleasure, almost cooing. Vincent pulled his sister's hair till her neck bent almost backward, dipped his head and gave her a deep kiss, then he went back to long strokes burying his dick deep inside his sister.

"Maria, tell your husband, is this the best dick you ever had?" Vincent demanded.

"Yes," she said quickly.

"Louder, look at your husband and tell him," Vincent said more forcefully.

Maria turned her head, looked in her husband's eyes, and moaned, "Yes, yes, his dick is amazing. It is the best dick. He is stretching my pussy. He is fucking me so good."

"Tell him who fucks you the best," Vincent said panting from the effort of fucking.

Maria moaned loudly and gazed at her hubby rapidly pulling on his own cock, "You fuck me the best Vin. I've never been fucked like this before. Ever. Oh my god, it's so deep. Stretching me so deep. I have never been fucked like this."

Maria loved the dirty talk. She buried her head in the mattress and started cumming again, moaning deeply, cursing at the pleasure and pain of her brother's big dick. She looked over at her husband, he was standing now and was cumming all over the hardwood floor in spurts.

Vincent pulled from his sister and said, "Flip over, I'm gonna cum."

Maria obeyed and her brother straddled her waist, pulling on his cock until he erupted, she cupped his balls as he began shooting his cum repeatedly on her tits and her face.

Completely spent, Vincent looked at his sexy cum covered sister and said, "God you are so sexy, next week I want to cum inside you."

Maria responded, wiping the cum off her cheeks with the back of her hand, "Oh my god, that would be so hot," and then remembering her husband, "But only if my husband lets me."

Vincent and Maria both looked over at Tony for an answer but he had settled back on the couch looking annoyed, the lust had left him when his load hit the floor. Vincent made a show of thanking his sister and gave her a long salty kiss on the lips. He then walked to the shower, closing the door. Maria hopped up quickly and dressed, not wanting to risk her husband's ire.

She walked to the couch and grabbed his hand, "Let's go home," she said, "Maybe we should go home and fuck then go to the lake to talk about how we spend our money."

Tony could only nod and they left together wordlessly.

A few days later, Vincent stood at the rail of his balcony looking down on his hometown. He was thinking of how well things had panned out. His revenge was essentially complete, his feelings of anger regarding his childhood were dissipating. The second round of funding had closed and he was financially set for life. His sister and her husband were scheduled for their weekly session in just a few short days and he had some ideas as to what he would do with her this week. As his thoughts wandered to thinking of his sister's body and how to humiliate Tony further, he heard footsteps approaching. He turned just as his mother emerged onto the balcony.

"Hey, Mama," Vincent said dismissively.

Mama stood there nervously wringing her hands and said, "I have a proposal for you. Even though I love the grandchildren, Maria's house is too small and I have been looking for a place of my own. I decided I want to live here in one of the guest rooms. I love this mansion and it would save me the drive up here."

She paused, Vincent said nothing, simply waiting. Finally she said humbly with downcast eyes, "It would also mean that I will be available to assist with your needs day or night. Please let me show you now how good I can be at this job."

Vincent couldn't believe his good fortune. His mother was throwing herself at him. He knew it took a lot of courage for his mother to swallow her pride and come to him essentially begging for sex.

He could crush her feelings and tell her no, but instead he said, "Sure, Mama. Take one of the rooms on the first floor. Now, let's see just how good you can be."

Mama smiled in relief as her son took her by the hand and walked her into the bedroom.