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"Ok baby," Dale said, "you set the pace okay? You take as much as you feel you can handle. You go as slow as you need."

Stephanie nodded and she just knew she'd be able to take all of him quickly, but then she felt his cock nudge into her opening. She swooned with excitement, but a touch of trepidation entered her mind as she felt herself being stretched open.

"That's it baby," he soothed her, brushing her hair out of her face, pressing his thumb into her mouth. "Just go slow, we aren't in a hurry."

But Stephanie was, she wanted to be fucking already. Her brother was behind her balling their mother and she was screaming about how good it felt to be fucked and Stephanie wanted the same. She couldn't be the only virgin, the only one not fucking. Biting down hard, she let her weight push her down as her daddy's impossibly hard cock slowly slid inside of her.

"That's it daddy," she gasped. "That's all of you I can take." She felt his leg hair against her ass and she beamed with pride. "Oh god, I feel so full, daddy," she purred.

He pulled her close against his body and held her tightly. Her tits squished flat against his chest and she felt complete as she sat on her daddy's lap with his dick buried in her snatch.

"Oh god," Stephanie sobbed. "Thank you, daddy," she gushed. "You've made me so happy. I've dreamed of this for so long, but I thought there was something wrong with me, so I never told anyone."

Dale's only answer was to hug her tightly and brush her hair with his hand.

Finally the discomfort of being stretched open faded away and Stephanie started to move. A little at first, as she experimented with what made her feel good. She gyrated her hips and that felt amazing, but then she lifted herself a little and that scratched an itch she didn't know she had. Tentatively she moved herself up and down, gradually picking up speed.

"Oh yes, daddy!" she exclaimed. "We're doing it! We're fucking, daddy! Fuck me back! Fuck me on your big daddy dick!"

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Pam cradled Shane's head against her tit, feeding him her nipple as he suckled. She was working her hips in slow circles and every once in a while her virile son would thrust his hips to drive his cock into her silken tunnel. He had already cum inside of her pussy twice and his cock refused to go down, so now they had settled into a slow, languid grind.

She turned to see her daughter bouncing happily on her father's lap, his cock disappearing into her frothy, tender pussy. They were a pair of sexy, noisy fuckers and the motherls pussy fluttered at the sight of father and daughter engaged in carnal bliss.

Shane had cum so many times already today that she guessed that he could fuck forever at this slow pace. While it was lovely, she wanted to be closer to Dale and Stephanie when they hit their peak. She lifted herself off of her son's lap, his mouth making a loud pop as she pulled her tit away. Kneeling on the floor, so that she was facing father and daughter, she motioned for Shane to stand in front of her.

His cock was shiny with their combined fluids and she knew more was spilling onto the carpet from her well fucked, gaping pussy. Their living room was going to smell like a brother for sure. The sight of her son's naked body, his proud, stiff member pointing straight at her face, gave her a sexy shiver as she pulled him close. She grabbed his smooth, taut ass and opened her mouth and sucked him in, the salty, tangy taste of their mixed fluids making her moan.

"Aaaah - yesss," Shane moaned. "Mom, I want to cum in your mouth!"

Pam nodded eagerly, her mouth too full to speak. Using one hand to cradle his nuts, urging them to release her prize. She stroked him with the other hand while her mouth glided up and down his girthy pole. From her position she could see Stephanie still bouncing happily up and down her daddy's hard shaft, the smell of their super heated bodies filling her nose.

It was a chorus of moaning, heavy breathing and the sound of skin slapping against skin, all accentuated by the wet squishy sounds of wet pussies and hard cocks.

Pam was an expert fellatrix and she had her boy humming in no time. His cock expanded and his nuts drew up tight, she knew he was going to fill her mouth with his load.

"Oooh!" Shane cried. "Here it comes, mommy!"

A second later she felt the squirts of jizz as they sprayed against the insides of her cheeks. She savored the taste of her son, the sensation making her whole body tingle happily. Milking him of every drop, when his limp, spent member slipped from her mouth, she opened up to show him the milky fluid sloshing on her tongue. With a broad smile, she closed her mouth and swallowed it all.

"Oh baby," she said. "Mommy loves to drink your cum."

"Aieee!" Stephanie cried, her orgasm crashing upon her suddenly.

Pam looked down and she could see her daughter's anus flexing wildly as her father's thick phallus was rearing back and surging forward. His balls were unloading in his daughter's pussy, giving her her first ever creampie.

"Oh fuck daddy! Oh yes! Yes!" she huffed, her arms wrapped around him tightly as she bounced her ass happily on his steely pole.

Pam moved closer and licked her husband's ball sack, urging him to spill every drop he had inside their daughter. When they calmed down a little, Stephanie rose up and gave a sad whimper as her father slid out of her. A torrent of wetness spilled from her well fucked hole, spilling all over Dale's thighs and the carpet. Some of it even splashed on Pam's face as she moved up from between her husband's thighs to wrap her lips around his shiny cock.

Father, daughter and son all watched as Pam hungrily cleaned up her husband's tool, licking it until it was clean and lay limp. She then moved to Stephanie and urged her daughter to lay back and then she lapped at her puffy, red pussy. Stephanie lay back with a dreamy look on her face as her mother cleaned her tenderly.

They tasted so good to Pam. Her son's cum, which she had swallowed, the mixture of daughter and father's cream, she loved them all. This was the kind of life she'd dreamed of as a young woman. She never thought her wildest dreams would come true, but they had.

Ch. 8 - Blowjobs and discoveries

"Mmmm," Stephanie hummed, her mouth full of her brother's steamy cock. Slurping loudly, she caught the river of saliva that drenched his meaty flesh with her soft hand and used it as lube for her strokes. She loved his musky scent, the way he cradled her body next to his and alternated playing with her titties and her ass. She was in his bed, wearing only a pair of boy shorts her mother bought her, while he sat up against his headboard.

"Oh fuck," Shane sighed. "Who would have ever thought that my sweet sister would be practicing blowjobs on me?"

Stephanie giggled. She had thought similar things many times in the last two weeks. Their family life had transformed that Saturday night and it was definitely for the better. A day never went by when she hadn't been fucked or had her pussy eaten. She had had so many orgasms that she wondered how she ever went so long without them before.

"I'm turning into a little slut, mom," she confessed one morning at breakfast. "I can't seem to get enough and not just at home. Now when I'm at school I check out all the hot guys and I dream of how their cocks might look or what they taste like." Her mother just smiled happily at her as she ate.

Shane was lazily playing with her pussy and she loved his teasing touch. It filled her with a tingling anticipation that made her so wet. She was glad that he wasn't really trying to make her cum because she did want to practice sucking on his cock. Steph loved the way his spongy hardness filled her mouth, the taste of his humid skin and precum. She was working on her timing between her mouth going down and her hand coming up to meet her chin. Her lips slipped over the sensitive part just under the tip of her brother's penis, giving him frissons.

"That's amazing, sis," Shane said dreamily. "Your mouth is like heaven."

"I'm glad," she said, taking a break to breathe. "But I need to finish soon, my friend Janie is coming over later and I need to get ready."

"Sure thing," Shane said. "You know what to do."

Indeed Stephanie did and she took his cock into her mouth, pushing her head down until he was in the back of her throat. She still gagged a little, but she'd gotten much better in the ten days since she started blowing her little brother. It was her goal to give her father the most amazing blowjob he'd ever had and she had been practicing hard.

Shane lifted his hips off the bed and she reached under him to cup his smooth cheeks. She worked a finger into his crack and teased at his puckered anus. She had read about doing this to a boy from the dirty magazines her mother had bought and it worked like a charm! No sooner than she started playing with his butthole, Shane flooded her mouth with his salty load. Stephanie felt his cum go straight down her throat and then he let out a loud sigh of relief. His cock softened and she let his limp prick slip from her mouth.

"A plus," Shane said, his eyes glazed over and sleepy looking. He didn't move as she got up from the bed, but his eyes did roam over her supple, sexy figure. "I think you are ready for dad anytime you want to do it."

"You think so?" Stephanie beamed with pride. "Oh thank you, Shane!" She leaned over and hugged him, squishing her titties into his bare chest. "Do I do it better than any girlfriend you've had?" She knew her brother was popular in school, there had to be girls who had gotten into his pants. A part of her desperately needed to know how she stacked up against them.

"You have the sweetest mouth of anyone," Shane said.

"Even mom?" She knew he couldn't answer that and she laughed at his expression as he tried to get out of the trap she caught him in. "Don't worry, you won't hurt my feelings. I know how you feel about mom, I feel the same about daddy. I love sucking you off, but it's not the same when I'm with him. I'm sure it's the same way for you when it comes to me and mom."

Stephanie left her brother and got ready for her friend to arrive. She had informed everyone two days in advance that she was going to have a guest over so that they could all behave appropriately. Shane promised to shut his bedroom door and not to roam the house naked.

The doorbell rang and Stephanie opened it to find Janie standing there. She was of Asian American heritage with straight black hair that fell to the middle of her back. Slender and tall, she had a ballerina's figure including the tight, toned legs and ass and modest breasts. Flawless skin and bright eyes with a small mouth and a welcoming smile, she was the picture of exotic beauty.

Ushering her friend inside, they went to the kitchen table and they talked as they worked on their school project. After a while Janie excused herself to go to the bathroom. Stephanie kept working but then way too much time had passed and Janie hadn't returned. Getting up from the table, Steph went in search.

The first place she looked was her brother's room, but his door was closed and when she poked her head inside, saw that it was empty. Next she checked her own room and then bathroom. She couldn't find Janie anywhere. And then she heard the slight gasp from the living room.

Stephanie found her friend standing over the coffee table, one of the sexy magazines in her hand. Her mouth hung open as she stared at the pictures unblinkingly.

"Oh, shit!" Stephanie cried. "I was supposed to pick these up. I'm so sorry, Janie. Oh my god, what you must think of me now." As she rushed to pile them up, Janie put a soft hand on her shoulder. Looking up, she saw Janie wasn't horrified at all. Her cheeks were pinker and her eraser nipples were poking out stiffly. "Are you okay, Janie?"

Blinking, Janie looked at her friend and her mouth closed, turning up at the corners into a smile. "This is fucking hot," she said. "I can't believe you have this. Out in the open, no less. Does your family know about these?"

"Well, yeah," Stephanie shrugged.

"You are joking with me," Janie said in disbelief. "No way your mom is okay with this stuff. She'd kick your ass."

"No, not at all," Stephanie said, laughing softly.

"Prove it to me."

But Stephanie couldn't right then, all of her family seemed to have disappeared. "Okay," she said at last, "when my dad comes home, I'll show you."

They returned to their work at the table, but very little got done. Stephanie felt a flush of excitement, her body alive with electrical anticipation as the clock ticked unbelievably slow. At last the door to the garage opened and her father walked in, looking as handsome as ever in his slacks and polo shirt.

Janie looked up and her eyes lit up with the sight of Steph's daddy and she whipped her head to look her way. Stephanie waggled her head and then stood up from the table and turned to her father.

"Hi, daddy," Stephanie said in a husky whisper. "I missed you. A lot."

Her father looked at her, as if to remind her that they weren't alone, but Stephanie ignored it. She put her hand on the back of his neck and pulled down as she molded her body into his. Her mouth opened and she kissed him deeply. Dale couldn't help himself and his hand slid over her bottom and gave her a firm squeeze. They kissed for a few seconds and then she stepped away.

"This is my friend, Janie. I told you she was coming over."

"Nice to meet you, Janie. I hope we aren't embarrassing you."

"No, not at all," Janie sputtered. "It's very nice to meet you, too."

With that Dale left the kitchen and Stephanie watched him go before she sat back down again.

"There," she said, matter of factly. "Believe me now?"

"Oh my god," Janie gasped. "That was insanely hot! I can't believe you kiss your dad that way. I bet he's a good kisser, huh?"

Stephanie smiled and nodded. Her body was on fire after doing something so bold, so crazy. Her tits ached with need and she bit her lip to distract herself from touching her pussy with her shorts.

"He's cute, too," Janie said shyly. "Can I borrow one of your magazines? I'd love to read it all the way through."

"Sure," Stephanie said. "I'm sure you will like it as much as I do."

Shortly after, Janie made an excuse to leave, but Stephanie knew it was because she wanted to get home with the magazine she picked out from the coffee table. She knew Janie was thinking of her own father and was racing home to jill off as she read the sexy stories of family lust and sex.

After saying goodbye and closing the door, Stephanie went to her bedroom and changed her clothes. She put on a soft ivory button up sweater. It came down just below her pussy and as she looked at herself in the mirror, it was impossible to tell if she was wearing underwear or not. She wasn't, which made her feel even sexier. It seemed the naughtier she was, the more she wanted to be.

"Oh, hey," her father said, looking into her room. "Where did your friend go?"

"She had to go home, something might be coming up." Stephanie giggled at her father's confused look, but he shrugged it off.

"I think you need to be a little more discreet when we have people over. I don't know that other families are as close as we are. Some people might not be so open minded."

"Don't worry, daddy," Stephanie assured him. "I'm pretty sure she wants to be the same kind of princess for her father as I am for you." She moved to him, their bodies very close. She reached out and took his hand, curled his fingers and then stood on her tippy toes as she pushed his hand between her legs. "I think Janie wants to be this close with her own daddy."

"Oh," Dale sighed happily, "I hope so, for his sake. There's nothing like having a sweet, sexy princess. Especially the kind that don't wear panties."

Stephanie gushed as her father pushed two fingers into her slippery slot, his thumb brushing against her clit. She threw her arms around his neck as she humped herself against his hand, bringing herself to climax quickly.

"Oh thank you, daddy. That was wonderful and I so needed it after Janie saw us kiss. Now I have something for you."

She led him into her room and made him sit on her bed. Working his pants open, she yanked them down. Her hands glided up his thighs, meeting at the base of his cock and she massaged his prick until it was standing up proudly.

"This was supposed to be a good night kiss, but I couldn't wait."

Stephanie lowered her mouth to her father's rampant dick. The musky smell of his body made her dizzy as she opened her mouth and let his velvety smooth cock inside. She moaned lewdly as she worked more and more of him into her mouth and to the back of her throat. Bracing herself, she pushed down and he slipped inside.

"Oh fuck!" Dale shouted suddenly, his hand reaching down to the back of her head. He gave a gentle thrust upward and Stephanie forced herself down harder. She surged with excitement as she deep throated her father. "Oh sweet Jesus," he huffed.

"Oh baby, Daddy can't last long when you do that," he protested weakly.

Stephanie pulled back and sucked in air loudly. Drool dripped out of her mouth and her eyes were watery as she looked up at him.

"Cum down my throat, daddy," she said, sounding wild and desperate.

Without waiting for his answer, she dove on his prick again. Once more she worked him into her throat and she could feel him pulsing, his body responding to the intense pleasure she was giving him. She whined softly, in a pleading manner, begging for his seed. The vibrations sent him over the top and for the second time that day, Stephanie felt cum sliding down the back of her throat.

"Oh my god!" Dale shouted, his body wracked with each spurt of cum he shot into her mouth. "Holy shit," he huffed, holding her head as she pulled back, his spent cock slimy and wet. He fell back on her bed, his chest heaving as he recovered.

"Did you like that, daddy?" Stephanie asked, climbing onto her bed.

"That was fucking out of this world, sweetie," he said. "God damn, I've never had a blowjob quite like that."

Stephanie felt the rush of her father's praise, giddy that she could make him so happy. Her poor neglected pussy was crying out for attention and as they lay on the bed, she reached between her legs and gave herself a little rub. Her father noticed and turned to look.

"Let daddy help you, princess," he said.

He pulled her on top of him and moved her so that she was astride his face. Lifting his head up, he began to lick at her swollen cunt. He teased her lips and her clit and even back towards her cute little anus. Stephanie moaned loudly, gyrating her hips on her father's tongue.

"Oh daddy," Stephanie said, her voice raising to a higher pitch as she neared another orgasm. "I don't know which I like better, sitting on your lap or sitting on your face."

Ch. 9 - Caught and inspired

Pam waited in the minivan as Shane played his game of soccer. She was so turned on by the sight of him in his uniform, she needed some time alone to calm her needy cunt. She fingered herself slowly as she looked at all the virile young men as they ran back and forth, their bodies getting sweaty and funky.

A shiver ran through her body as she imagined them all lining up to fuck her in a great big gang bang of lust. Of course Shane would be the first to fuck her, but then the rest would be free to use her body for their lustful needs. She let out a squeal as the thought sent her into an unexpected climax.

When the game was finished and Shane had said his goodbyes, he opened the door and the strong scent of pussy washed over him. Looking to the back, he saw his mother spread eagle on the bench, her pants crumpled on the ground and her panties stuffed in her mouth. She had a wild eyed look as she was stabbing at her juicy cunt with her fingers.Shane climbed back and shucked his pants, thrusting his cock at his mother's face. She spat out the panties and sucked him into her mouth. He was only semi hard at first, but she worked him to full mast with her enthusiasm and skill.

"Fuck me," she said, her voice deep with need.

Repositioning himself, he got between her legs and he slid into her easily, her slick channel giving way to his invading prick. They both let out a loud groan as he humped her.

"Oh fuck, baby," Pam sighed. "I love it when you fuck me. You fuck me so well, it's like your penis was made for my pussy, baby. Fuck mommy, keep fucking mommy!"

The minivan bounced and shook as mother and son humped like rabbits. Shane had already had a huge cum that morning, when Stephanie had given him that amazing blowjob, so he was in no danger of popping off too quickly. Pam's pussy gushed as her son plowed her, making her moan like a whore in heat.

She didn't care that it was the middle of the day and in the car lot of a park. Her sex hazed brain couldn't think beyond the next orgasm her boy was going to give her. She rolled from one peak to the next, her body quivering and shaking as she held onto his lean frame tightly. Her nails dug into his back as she urged him to hump her deeper, harder.

"Oh god, baby," she blubbered. "So hard. So deep."

She felt his cock grow harder and then he thrust as far into her as he could go, splashing her vagina with his hot, incestuous seed. Another orgasm rippled through her body as he pumped her full of his cum.

The inside of the minivan was humid and reeked of cum. They separated and gathered their clothes and put themselves back together. They climbed back into the front seats and as she reached for the seatbelt, there was a knock on Pam's window.

Whipping her head about, she saw Heather Dunfar, the mother of Shane's friend, Josh. Pam waved with her fingers and gave a forced smile.

"Pam, I need to ask you something," Heather said, looking exasperated that she was talking through the glass. "Open up, Pam. Please?"

Clenching her teeth, Pam turned the key in the ignition and pushed the button to lower the window on her side, just a couple of inches. Heather moved closer and her nose twitched. Pam knew what Heather was smelling, and so did Heather.

"Uh-" she said, suddenly unable to form words. She closed her eyes slowly and then opened them again, tilting her head in confusion.

"Is there something you needed, Heather?" Pam asked, not hiding her impatience.

"I was going to ask you something about Shane, but I think I got my answer."

Pam's face fell and she pursed her lips, fear began to grip her chest and she worried that she had made a huge mistake. But then she saw the small smile on Heather's mouth and the sudden twinkle in her eyes.

"Thank you," Heather said, brushing her soft blond hair back over her ear. She looked past Pam and straight at Shane, "Keep taking good care of your mom."

And then she was gone. Mother and son stared at each other in silence. Then Pam started the minivan and headed home.

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Heather Dunfar knew the smell of sex and that is exactly what was coming out of that window. If she hadn't breathed it in herself, she wouldn't have believed anyone who said it to her. But, she knew that Pam Davis had been rocking that van and the only person with her was her son. Shane Davis had been throwing his mother some dick and by the sweaty look on his mother's face, she loved every inch of it.

As she walked away the thought of what mother and son were doing gave her a delicious thrill. It ignited a spark deep inside that filled her with warmth and in only a few seconds had spread to her pussy and back up to her swelling tits. Her mouth began to water as she imagined a similar scenario, but with different actors.

Heather had been quite the sexpot in her younger days, but after nearly twenty years of marriage her sex life had dwindled off to barely once a month hump and dump in the dark. There was no excitement anymore and her husband was less and less interested. She needed a thrill, something that got her blood pumping and her pussy bubbling.

Her sloping tits, capped by pink circles and sensitive nipples, were quite large and filled her tight blouse. She had a round ass that was cushiony and just begged for a man to hold on tight as she fucked back at him, her hungry pussy gobbling up his hard cock. But she was married, and if she got caught having an affair, Gerald would divorce her and she'd be left with nothing. But Pam Davis had shown her who the perfect lover was for her.

She got in the car, where her son Josh was waiting. As she drove, she pretended to have an itch and pulled up on her knee length skirt until she was showing an indecent amount of thigh. From the corner of her eye she saw her son steal glances at her.

"Ouch!" she cried out suddenly, grabbing the swell of her breast that was exposed in her blouse. "Ouch! Ouch!"

"Are you okay, mom?" Josh asked quickly, concerned.

"I don't know! I think something bit me." Heather said, her voice tinged with a hint of hysteria.

She steered the car into a parking lot and pulled into an empty space far away from other cars. Reaching to her blouse she pulled it away and feigned shooting pain. "Can you see anything, Josh?"

Her son leaned forward, taking a long look at his mother's exposed breast.

"I don't see anything, mom," he said.

"Are you sure? Ow! Oh my god it burns!"

"Where mom? Where?"

Heather pointed to just above her pink areola. Her nipple was stiff with excitement from her son looking at her exposed tits.

"What should I do?" Josh asked hurriedly.

"I don't fucking know," she cried, sounding on the verge of full fledged panic. "Fucking do something, Josh! Kiss it for all I care!"

Unsure of what to do and flustered by his mother's erratic behavior, he leaned over and kissed her with his lips pressed close.

"Not like that," she whined in pain.

Josh swallowed hard and opened his mouth and began to suck oh his mother's breast. It filled her with a soothing warmth that flooded her body and she pulled his head tighter against her bosom. She shifted her tit so that her nipple was in his mouth. Her pussy was damp from the taboo touch of her son's mouth and she pretended like he was making her feel better.

She turned her frenzied panic into soft, sensual moans as her boy sucked on her breast. Heather reached over to his lap, her searching hand finding his hard cock. Josh froze, but then she soothed him by whispering in his ear, "It's okay, baby. Mommy needs you. Mommy needs this, okay? You are doing such a good job, I just want to make you feel good too. Do you like this? Do you like sucking on my big boobies?"

He nodded and resumed mouthing her nipples, teasing the hard tip with his tongue. Heather reclined the seat back as far as it would go and her son followed her, his mouth never losing contact with her succulent, banana shaped tit. His body hovered over hers and she guided his hand to massage her other breast, sighing loudly as he did.

Heather reached between their bodies and slid her hand along her son's flat stomach and into his shorts. She felt his naked cock, hard and pulsing in time with his heart beat. Josh let out a loud groan, sending vibrations through his mother's body that echoed until they focused on her blazing cunt.

"Does this feel good, baby? Do you like mommy touching you? Stroking your big, hard cock?" Josh nodded eagerly. "I can't believe how big you are. I never knew. If I had, I would have done this sooner. But I know now, right? Mommy knows now how big her son is and I know you need someone to take care of it, just like mommy needs someone to take care of her. Can you be my helper, Josh? Can you help mommy take care of her pussy? If you can, I promise to help take care of this." She gave his cock a hard squeeze.

"Oh god, yes," Josh said, his voice hoarse and breaking. "That feels so good, mom. I've wanted something like this for so long."

"I know baby," Heather said, her hot breath in his ear. "I know you've tried to sneak peeks of me when I'm changing. It always made me hot to think you would get hard looking at me."

Heather gave a startled gasp as a car drove in front of them and slowed down before it moved past.

"Sit back, baby," she ordered her son. She returned her seat to its normal position and she started the car. As she pulled out of the parking lot and resumed the drive home, she looked over and tugged on his shorts. "Pull these down."

Josh obeyed and shrugged his shorts over his hips. His cock stood up proudly from his groin, the tip slippery and wet. Heather reached over and took hold of him, stroking him slowly as she steered through traffic. She whispered to him, "So big, so hard. Mommy loves your cock, baby."

She pulled into the garage and closed the door behind them. In the darkness she turned to him and pulled him close, her mouth open as she moved to kiss him. Her son pushed his tongue into hers eagerly, kissing her with lust she hadn't experienced in years.

"God, I can't wait," she begged. "Touch me, Josh!" Grabbing his hand, she pushed it under her skirt where his fingers jammed up against her wet panties. Reaching between her legs, she pulled them to the side and guided his fingers into her slick center. "Oh yes! Finger me, Josh. Fuck me with your fingers!"

Heather humped at his hand, his eager fingers driving into her wetness. "Oh that's it, baby. You are making me feel so good. I can't believe how wet you make me. Just a little more!" The horny mother came with a shudder, her pussy releasing more wet heat on her son's hand.

Josh was staring at her in wonder when she opened her eyes. She pulled him down to her mouth, her tongue pushing his lips apart. Her fingers roamed through his hair as she held him close.

"Do you like kissing me like that?" she asked. "You are such a good kisser, Joshy. But now it's mommy's turn to keep up her end of the bargain. Lay back and let me take care of you."

Josh lay back in the seat and watched with anticipation as his suddenly sex crazed mother reached for his exposed cock. She oohed and aahed over his prick, her fingers gliding over it lovingly, her hand reaching down to cup his swollen balls.

"This will have to hold you for now," she said, jerking his cock slowly. "Later tonight, after your father goes to sleep, I'll come to your bedroom and give you a real treat."

Josh nodded, his eyes rolling back as his mother worked his overheated cock. He started to jerk and just as he was about to blast off, Heather leaned over and took him into her mouth. She sucked him hard, urging him to unload between her eager lips. She loved the sexy sounds he made as he came in her mouth. The thrill of sucking off her son filled her with a thrilling, wicked sensation. She felt more alive than she had in years and it was all thanks to Pam Davis and her son Shane.

--

He gave a start when she pushed open his bedroom door. Josh had been waiting for what felt like hours, his body as tense as a tightrope. In the light from the hallway, he could see his mother's silhouette and he knew she was naked. Her breasts wobbled as she moved inside his room and closed the door.

In the dark he could hear her breathing and then he felt the bed sink lower as she crawled onto it. He could smell her flowery perfume, the scent he always recognized her by for as long as he could remember. Her breath was on his face, her body hovering over his and then they were kissing.

Josh automatically reached up and began to fondle his mother's pendulous breast, the heavy flesh the center of her feminine mystique for him. He was obsessed with his mother's breasts, like so many other boys. A pubescent dream was coming true as he got to feel their soft fullness in his hands. He giddily played with her nipples, his heart soaring with delight as she made sexy, happy noises in response to his touch.

"Oh god, mom," he said. "I can't believe how sexy you are. You are so incredibly hot!"

"Thank you, my big, handsome son. I think you are sexy as well, I just never thought you might feel the same. But here we are now, ready to give each other so much pleasure and joy. I love your sexy body, it makes me so wet when I look at you. Does looking at me make you want to do naughty things with me?"

"Oh god yes, mom! I've jerked off so many times thinking about you! I've stolen your panties and bras, I've peeked on you in the bathroom. I tried to catch glimpses of you and dad fucking!"

"You really are a naughty boy!" she laughed softly. "Well darling, mommy's body is yours to use, anytime you want it. Anytime you feel like you need to cum, or just want to make out, or you want to squeeze my big tits, you just let me know. Momma's here for you, and you are here for me, right?"

"Oh yes, mom! I'll be here for you, ready to show you how sexy you are and horny you make me!"

"Mmmm, I like the sound of that," she purred. Her hand reached between his legs and found his naked, hard pecker. "Oh, I see that you are all ready for me! How nice, because my pussy has been on fire all night waiting for this. How do you want me baby?"

With a click, Josh turned on his bedside lamp, his mother lit up in the soft light. His eyes roamed over her naked body that he'd been feeling. "I want to be on top of you, mom. Is that okay?"

"Of course, my stud. Come and get me," she said.

His sweet, beautiful mother, with hair like sunlight, spun so that she was lying on his bed. She held her arms out and spread her legs, her supple thighs coming apart to reveal her pussy. Josh's heart pounded in his chest as he crawled between her limbs and aimed his rampant cock at his mother's creamy center.

Mother and son let out gasps as Josh entered her, the head of his cock spreading her lips and pushing back the walls of her neglected pussy. He sank into her fully and Josh finally understood the bliss of heaven. There was no better place in this world than being in his mother's arms and his cock buried in her syrupy cunt.

She gazed up at him, her eyes rolling back with each stroke he made, his prick grazing all of the special places that made her tingle and happy. Her sighs were like music to him as she rocked her hips in rhythm to his motions. Soon the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room and Josh felt that familiar sensation. His balls tightened up and then he was shooting inside of his mother.

"Oh yes! Yes baby! Fill mommy up with your cum. Oh it feels so good, so hot baby! Oh fuck, yes!" Her pussy clamped down on his cock, squeezing him tightly in her velvet prison, milking him of everything he had to offer. He felt the wetness of her pussy drench his shaft and seep out of her to soak his balls.

She held him still for a long while, just enjoying the feel of him inside her. Josh was still hard and began to move again, flexing his hips to draw himself out and push back in.

"Oh sweet heaven," his mother said happily. "Another round and you haven't even come out of me yet. God, I miss eighteen year olds!"

This time they fucked with purpose. The sloshing sounds of her wet cunt filled the room as Josh rammed his mother with his steely pecker. He sat upright on his knees with her ass pulled off the bed as he drove into her.

"Mom," Josh said, "can I get behind you?"

"Yes, baby! Fuck me doggy style, I love it that way!"

His mother rolled over onto her tummy then lifted her ass into the air and pulled her knees beneath her. Josh moved behind her, his hands roaming over her wide, white ass. He loved the way her cheeks jiggled and he gave her a playful smack.

"Shh!" she warned. "Tomorrow, when your dad is at work, you can spank me all you want."

Josh grinned and lined up the head of his cock with his mom's slit. He pushed forward and felt that unbelievably soft vise of his mother's superheated pussy. She pushed back at him and they quickly found their rhythm as they humped. Her breasts wobbled and shook beneath her as he slammed into her, her ass rippled and jiggled with each thrust. He grabbed a handful of each cheek and squeezed, pulling her onto him fiercely.

His mother was gasping, the air being driven from her as he gave her all he had. They were sweating profusely in the stuffy room. Josh was getting close, his body at the limit of the amount of pleasure he could feel. His hand slid along his mother's back and down the crack of her ass. She moaned lewdly as his thumb trailed between her cheeks and his thumb pressed against her puckered starfish. She bucked and pushed back at him.

"Oh you dirty fucker, playing with your mother's asshole. You like touching me there, Josh? Go ahead, play with it. Please!"

Josh obeyed his horny, undersexed mother. He felt like she had been neglected so long, she wanted to make up for lost time all in one night. He pushed his thumb into her bottom, feeling the tight ring give and then clamp down just past his knuckle. His sweet, wholesome mother had an arm pushed underneath herself and he could feel her fingers rubbing against her clit furiously.

"Cumming!" she shrieked and then her voice cut off. Her pussy contracted around his cock, triggering his own release, and he shot off deep inside of her. His mother kept coming, long after his cock was shooting dust.

At last she gave out a loud gasp and she collapsed in his bed. Soaked in sweat and exhausted, Josh lay down next to her and they both fell asleep.

Ch. 10 - Shane wants to date

"You what?" Pam asked, trying very hard to keep the anger and jealousy out of her voice.

"I have a date," Shane said. "This Saturday night."

Pam's mind flashed with a million questions, the most prominent one being, "Why do you need to date when you get laid everyday at home?"

"Geez, mom," Shane scoffed. "It's nothing against you, or Steph for that matter. I like Danielle and I asked her out. She said yes."

Dale put a restraining hand on his wife's shoulder and she stomped off.

The atmosphere in the Davis home for the last month had been one of free love, almost hippie like. It was common to find mother and son making out, father and daughter fucking on the couch, and even brother and sister in a sixty nine in one of their beds. Pam had been living her best life and she couldn't ever remember being so sexually satisfied or filled with excitement. There had been that small scare with Heather Danfur, but that had blown over and she hadn't thought of it since.

Now her son was going on a date with some girl named Danielle? What the hell was he thinking? Her jealousy came out as annoyance and once Shane brought it up, she turned a cold shoulder to him. She refused his advances and petulantly turned her nose up at his overtures to apologize.

"You are acting like a jealous teenager," Dale admonished her. "Did you think he was never going to date again?"

"I hadn't thought that far," Pam sniffed. "But I sure didn't think it would happen this soon!"

--

"Sorry, Steph," Shane said. "I know this has kind of messed up things for everyone."

He was sitting on her bed as she laid out clothes for the next day. She was in her bra and panties, and he couldn't help but admire her as she walked around in front of him. It was still mind blowing that they were all so open and free with one another.

Or had been. His mother had turned icy, not even allowing him to give her an innocent kiss on the cheek lately. He missed being in his mother's arms, feeling her sexy body pressed up against his, sweaty as they fucked. His cock began to rise at the memory of him and his mother in bed, in the car, on the couch...

"Why is she so mad? It's normal for a guy my age to date."

"Because she's losing you again." Stephanie paused to hold up a crop top to her chest and looked in the mirror. Shane noticed that his sister had a lot of sexy new clothes lately.

"Again? What do you mean? She never lost me in the first place."

"You're her baby," she said, stopping to look at him. "She lost you when you first went to school. She lost you when you turned thirteen and became a complete ass and didn't want to be seen with her. She lost you when you started dating. Then you came back. You came back to her in a way very few mothers get to have their sons, as her lover. Now, barely a month later, you've found some girl you'd rather spend time with. She's heart broken, Shane."

His sister was a lot smarter than he gave her credit for. He chewed his thumb as he mulled over what she had said.

"What can I do about it?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," Stephanie said, continuing to go through her closet. "I guess you need to start with the fact that you're not trying to replace her."

"How can I do that when she won't talk to me?"

"I don't know, Shane!" she snapped at him in exasperation. "What would you do if she was some girl in school and she wouldn't talk to you or take your calls? Figure your shit out!"

--

Pam and Dale entered the house through the door to the garage and stopped short as soon as they were in the kitchen. Every inch of counter space was covered with floral arrangements. From daisy and wildflowers to roses of every color. Each arrangement had a small card attached.

"What the hell?" Dale said. He shook his head when Pam looked at him. "Wasn't me, babe."

She pulled one of the cards out and flipped it open. "You will always be my first love" was written inside. Others said "I'm sorry", "I love you so much", "Please forgive me". Tears came to Pam's eyes and she began to sob. Dale wrapped his arms around her until she stopped crying.

"That stupid boy," she sobbed.

--

It was almost one in the morning and Shane still wasn't home from his date. Pam sat up reading on the couch in the living room. Her husband had told her to go to bed at 11pm and again at midnight, but she just shook her head. Giving up, he had gone to bed alone.

At 1:30 the sound of a key in the lock alerted her and she sat up. Shane came through the door and smiled when he saw her waiting up. He shut the door and sat down next to her on the couch.

"So?" Pam asked, "How was it?"

"It could have gone better," Shane replied with a shrug and a frown. "I think I kind of weirded her out by talking about you so much."

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby."

"It's okay, mom," Shane said. "I guess some things just don't work out."

"I know," she said, smoothing his hair back. "Maybe next time. Did you kiss her good night?"

"No," he said in his dorky voice. "I got the feeling that was too forward."

"So she's not your girlfriend?" Pam asked.

"Of course not, mom! It was just one date. Why?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with hope.

"I don't know, it's been a week and you made me so upset. I got so crazy-" Pam's voice drifted off and she looked away from him. She cleared her throat and continued, "I was wrong to get jealous, of course you need to date girls your age. I'm sorry."

"Thanks, mom," Shane said and he hugged her. "I am sorry too, I don't want you to think I'm trying to replace you."

"I know baby," Pam said, sliding her hand through his hair. As she looked into his eyes she saw the hunger he was feeling. "I guess we've made up then?"

"Yeah," Shane agreed. He paused for a moment, his chest rising and falling dramatically.

At once mother and son were kissing, their tongues a blur in each other's mouth.

"Oh god," Pam sighed, "I've missed you!"

"Me too, mom!" Shane was pulling his shirt over his head and Pam was pulling her robe open. "Holy shit, mom! You're naked!"

"Let's just say I was hoping for things to work out."

Shane moved atop her, pushing her back to lay on the couch. She felt his hardon rubbing against her mound as they made out. She pushed her hands into his shorts and felt the bare skin of his cute ass, her fingernails scratching lightly on his cheek.

"When you are married, will you still fuck me?" Pam asked, gasping.

"Oh mom, I never want to stop fucking you. Any woman I marry will have to accept that I come from a family of incestuous freaks. But, I won't object if she insists that I share you with her!"

"Oh my!" Pam squealed, as Shane kicked off his shorts. The knob of his pecker was lodged in her slippery folds. With a roll of her hips, she aligned their bodies and he drove into her. "Oh fuck," she groaned. "That's where you belong baby, inside your mommies steamy cunt. Doesn't that feel so right?"

"Better than anything in this world," he agreed, huffing as he worked his hips, pulling his long cock out of her before pushing back in.

"I love the feel of you going inside me," she whispered. Pam slipped her hand between them and splayed her fingers around his prick as it slid into her. She could feel her wetness coating his smooth shaft and it gave her intense shivers as she felt him with her hand as well as her pussy. "Oh god, Shane. You fuck me so good, I love it so much."

"Better than dad?"

"Different. I love your dad, but you are my baby. You came out of me, no one else is ever going to take your place."

Shane surged inside of her and she felt his love muscle flex, pushing back her sugar walls even further. With an intense look in his eyes, he began to throw his dick into her. The room echoed with the sound of his body slapping into hers, punctuated by her gasps as she urged him to fuck her harder.

"That's it baby," Pam begged. "Fuck me hard! Punish my pussy because I was bad. Really give it to me. Oh fuck!" She came unexpectedly, her pussy closing around his shaft tightly. Shane powered through, pushing into her contracting cunt and pulling out, her pussyhole gasping for more. "Oh god, Shane, I can't stop cumming! Oh god, fuck yes!"

Slap-slap-slap the sound was loud in her ears and she knew that if her husband or daughter were awake they would know instantly what was going on. Her fit of jealousy had put the entire house on red alert and she knew that was completely unfair. She would make it up to all of them somehow. But for now, she was riding the high of her son fucking her pussy into a frothy mess.

"I'm cumming, mom," Shane hissed, thrusting as deep into her as he could, his cock jerking and shooting his pearly seed into her welcoming pussy. She wrapped her legs about his waist, pulling him down into her and trapping him in her embrace.

Pam clutched him to her, her arms wrapped around his neck chest, feeling his heart pounding next to hers. She kissed his ears and his neck, loving the feel of his body against hers, squishing her breasts between them.

"God, I love makeup sex," Pam thought.

Ch. 11 - Penance

The next morning Pam wore a crop top that barely covered her motherly breasts and a pair of soft yoga shorts that rode up so high that her cameltoe was clearly showing and half of her ass cheeks were hanging out. She'd made a little sign that hung about her neck by a piece of yarn that said, "I'm sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?"

"What's this?" Stephanie asked, the first one to get up and come to the kitchen.

"I've kind of been a party pooper this past week," she said. When Steph started to object she held up her hand, "Don't. I know that everyone has been on eggshells because of me. Saying sorry isn't enough, so I came up with this."

Stephanie considered her mother for a long moment, nibbling on the toast she had given her. Pam wasn't sure what her daughter was thinking, but she hoped it would be something she would gladly do anyway, but she couldn't count on it.

"Do each of us get to pick something? Or is it just one thing for all of us?"

Pam blinked, mildly afraid of what her daughter might be planning. "I would say that you each get to pick the way I repay you. That only seems fair."

"I see," Stephanie said.

"Any thoughts?" Pam pressed.

"Yes, but none that I'm willing to say out loud just yet. I'll get back to you though."

Pam felt the nerves in her stomach clench up as the fear of what her daughter might do began to grow more serious. Stephanie had always been a sweet, shy girl, but she had changed, as they all had, in the last month or so. Pam wasn't sure that her daughter was the same nice girl she'd alway been. Had she found a sadistic streak or was she going to exact revenge for something that had happened years ago?

Dale was the next one to come into the kitchen. He let out a loud laugh when he read her sign. He kissed her deeply and mauled her ass with his strong hands. He ground his growing cock into her abdomen as she melted into his arms. His fingers played with her cheeks and he rubbed a finger over her backdoor.

"Mmm," Pam moaned softly. "Is that what you want, baby?" He just answered her with a rough kiss, biting her lip as he pulled away.

Shane was the last to wake up, as usual. When he came into the kitchen bleary eyed he gave a chuckle at his mother's sign. He held her face in his hands and kissed her sweetly, then slid his hands over her body, appreciating her lush curves.

"I think you made up for it last night," he said.

"Are you sure? I don't mind making amends," she said coyly. "Think about it, baby," she added, when he didn't answer.

Several hours later Pam found herself alone in the kitchen when Stephanie came in and took her by the hand. "It's time," was the answer she gave when Pam asked what was going on. She allowed herself to be led down the hall, past the bathroom and into her own bedroom.

"What's going on?" she asked. Dale was standing next to the bed in just his boxer shorts.

"This is what we want from you," Stephanie said, guiding her to the bed and directing her to lay down face up. Her daughter pulled off her t-shirt and shimmied out of her sheer panties before she climbed up onto the bed, positioning herself with her pussy just above her mother's face.

"I want you to lick me," Stephanie said.

Pam wasn't opposed to eating her daughter out, but she had never been with another woman in front of her husband. Tentatively she stuck out her tongue and ran it along her daughter's slit. Stephanie responded right away, rotating her hips and making her quim dance above her. Her inhibition faded and she was engrossed with making her girl feel good.

Just as she was really getting into it, Steph stopped moving and a looming shadow covered Pam's face. Dale had moved up behind his daughter and she watched as her husband's magnificent dick slid into their daughter's dripping pussyhole. She was captivated by the sight, having never seen intercourse from this angle. It was amazing to watch her husband push into her, his balls dragging across her face as she continued to lick her daughter's clit. The musky scent of her husband mixed with the heady aroma of Steph's soaking cunt, Pam was drenched in the perfume of sex.

"Oh sweet jesus!" Stephanie cried loudly. "Oh god, both of my parents at once. I'm such a nasty girl."

"Yes you are," Dale growled. Pam heard a loud slap and Steph cried out. Another smack and then another. With each slap Steph gushed and as Dale pulled out of her tight cunt, Pam was sprinkled with their wetness. She could see her girl's gaping hole, sucking and grasping, eager to be filled by her daddy's thick rod and then he was filling her once more.

The chorus of sexy moans and groans filled the room, the cadence set by the steady beat of Dale's body slapping into his daughter's pert little behind. Stephanie's groans were met with her father's as Pam fondled his heavy balls, encouraging them to empty inside her girl.

Pam pushed her shorts off and began to rub herself furiously. Soft hair tickled her thighs and then she felt the wet tongue slither its way between her sweet folds.

"Oh baby!" Pam cried. "Oh yes, lick me too. Oh baby, that is wonderful."

Pam would have said more, but Dale had pulled his dripping cock out and was pressing the wide head towards her mouth. She opened up and huffed as he pressed himself to the back of her throat. Dale kept pushing and he was choking her, his thickness cutting off all air. She slapped at his thighs and a second later he backed out.

Pam sucked in air, but she didn't have long to recover, after another dive into his daughter's quim, Dale pulled out and put it back into her mouth. Back and forth he went, his cock a dipstick checking Stephanie's oil and Pam cleaning it off.

"Do you like that mom?" Stephanie asked, her voice breathy and hot. "Do you like to taste me on daddy's big dick?"

Pam moaned happily with her mouth full. Her whole body was abuzz, Stephanie slid three fingers into her sodden box and was driving them into her furiously. Her poor clit was so stiff it ached and begged for attention.

"I like being daddy's little slut," Stephanie said. "I like that he fucks me whenever he wants, mom. I like being daddy's little fuck toy and I owe it to you that I get to be that. I'm going to show up at his work and fuck him in his office or suck his dick while he sits at his desk. I'll come home and you can eat his load of cum from my pussy. How does that sound?"

Pam shook with need. She could imagine her daughter bouncing into Dale's office, her little skirt flopping this way and that, flashing peeks at her cute little behind. He'd let her in and lock the door. She'd lay back on his desk and he would drop his slacks and slide his cock into her already wet pussy. Stephanie would have to bite back the cries of ecstasy or risk alerting everyone in the office what was going on. Dale's tight ass would flex and he'd shoot in her, filling her up with his pearlescent load. At home, Stephanie would spread her legs and guide Pam to lick her slit and taste it all as it came out of her.

Dale was fucking with force now, his cock driving in and out like a piston. Stephanie was moaning nonstop, the lewd sounds of sex filling the room. Pam reached down and rubbed her pussy furiously, determined to cum with them. She knew her husband was close and her daughter was already in the throes of a long, hard cum.

"Oh god," Dale growled loudly, his deep voice rumbling. Pam watched as his nuts tightened up and his urethra pulse as it carried his seed through his cock. The sight of his jerking cock sent her over the edge and she clenched her eyes shut as she came right along with all of them.

Epilogue

Pam left her daughter and husband to snuggle, leaving to clean herself up. She glowed with happiness and wondered if any other person in the whole world had ever shared in something so erotic, so intimate.

She found Shane on the couch and she sat down in his lap and pulled him in for a kiss. She made out softly, happily with her son, just enjoying the feel of kissing him and he kissing her. His caressing hand moved over her body, making her sigh with pleasure as he touched her tenderly.

This was heaven, she was sure of it. Nothing in the world was as good as this.

"Baby," Pam whispered. "Momma needs you inside her. Can we do that?"

Shane nodded eagerly and he stripped off his clothes as she did the same. Soon the two were naked on the couch and he was on top of her, his thick cock sliding into her sodden slit. Pam guided the pace, wanting just a slow, tender fuck. His hot mouth kissed her, tasting her lips and neck as she held him tightly. With a soft cry, she felt her boy fill her pussy with his cum. Kissing him deeply, she savored the feeling of complete love. Pam pulled the blanket from the back of the couch over them and they held onto one another.

--

Outside, on the small porch, stood Danielle Wilmont. She was looking in through the window where the curtain was not pulled completely closed and saw Shane and his mother making love. In a few short seconds she experienced shock, betrayal, wonder and lastly a warm tingle that made her watch until the end.

"Shane Davis you may be a mama's boy, but I aint ever seen one like that."