“I will always love you Sammy, you can’t ever lose your mother,” she cooed at him. As she held him, his penis rubbed against her side. Again, she pretended she didn’t notice. But Sammy couldn’t. As I said earlier, my mother is an attractive lady, she smells lovely, and it is clear my brother has a taste for family treats. As she gyrated and cooed at him while she hugged, I watched as his cock started to get hard, to press against my mother’s side. She still pretended she didn’t notice. But I did.
“Mom, I just thought of something,” I said and then I moved next to her, so that I Sammy was on her left and I was on her right. “I think you need to show Sammy that you will accept him no matter what.”
“How can I do that,” my mother said, smiling at me. She was euphoric right now. The wildly shift emotions had left her open and vulnerable. I felt bad having to attack, but… I had to attack.
“Show him that you accept him mom. Take him into your heart, and soul… and body,” I said. My mother’s brow furrowed. But I didn’t let her think or say anything. Instead I reached across her body. I could feel her warmth. I reached over to my brother and wrapped my hand around the base of his penis. His body shuddered. But I slowly started to stroke it. My brother gasped but didn’t move.
I looked over at my mother. She was staring at me wide-eyed, almost too confused for words. Today had been too much of a shock to her she was like putty; I could shape her into whatever I wanted. Not that I knew necessarily what I wanted. I wasn’t out to get anything here, I was just trying to fix a problem, and it was such a messy, sexy problem that I didn’t know what else to do but double down. I didn’t feel like I had a choice, I was stuck. Maybe I just wanted to be stuck. I leaned over into her ear and whispered so quietly that Sammy couldn’t hear.
“Mom, I know that Daddy doesn’t come to your bed anymore. I know that you don’t feel like a beautiful woman anymore. But you are. Daddy doesn’t accept you as a beautiful woman. Sammy does. He loves you and wants you. We both love you. Why don’t you show Sammy that you appreciate how much he loves you? Take Sammy’s cock in your mouth. Give your son pleasure and he will be devoted to you forever. You won’t lose him like daddy.” I didn’t know if I was telling the truth, I was just saying what I needed to say. But I hoped it was true. I prayed it was true.
My mother looked down at my hand as I stroked my brother’s hard cock. For a second she just watched. Then, slowly, she lifted her hand and placed it on my arm, arresting my ability to stroke. Carefully she lifted my hand away from Sammy’s dick. For a terrifying moment, I thought it was all over. I’d just compounded our already horrible problem. Sammy was gaping at me, wide-eyed. My mom looked at Sammy.
“I love you Sammy,” she said, and then she bent over at her waist. I watched as she took Sammy’s big, hard dick in her hand and then slowly guided it towards her mouth. I saw the bright pink tip of his cock slide into her mouth and I watched him shake. For a second he looked at me with a combined look of surprise, admiration, and lust. Then, my mom started to work his cock deeper into his mouth and he closed his eyes and enjoyed it.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t conflicted by what I was watching. First of all, just watching an older woman, a beautiful older woman, suck a younger man’s cock was kind of a turn on for me. They way her lips rested against his taut skin and the way the shaft of the cock plunged in and out of her mouth was undeniably sexy. However, I was a little jealous! Of my mom! I wanted to be sucking that cock, it belonged to me. Worse than that, I blamed my mom for this. If she hadn’t been so damn weird about thinking Sammy was gay and if she had just looked at Sammy watching porn and walked away, I wouldn’t have had to do this.
Suddenly I was struck by an idea. I would have to punish mom for this, but I couldn’t ruin the sex. So I took one last look at them, mom looking almost surprised, but also aroused, to be sucking Sammy’s dick. And Sammy, with his eyes closed, looking euphoric. I hoped I was better than mom. Then, after my glance, I went over to Sammy and whispered into his ear.
“Go sit down on the bed,” I said. He nodded but didn’t open his eyes. Carefully, he slid over so that he was sitting on the bed with his legs spread. My mom followed him, keeping his cock in her mouth. I saw her move her hand between his legs and gently start to massage his balls while she sucked. He moaned as she did this and I could see her smile. She was just happy to be having sex again.
Now they were positioned so that Sammy was sitting on the bed, legs apart and leaning back against the foot of his bed. My mom was on her hands and knees between his legs, her mouth on his dick and her ass in the air, just the way I wanted. I climbed up on the bed behind my mom. I looked over her and saw her big, round ass in the air and the way her body tapered to her narrow hips, I saw her elegantly arched back and the way her blonde head bobbed up and down on my brother’s cock.
She was wearing sweater and a pair of yoga pants. I quickly grabbed her yoga pants and her panties and in one quick motion I thrust them down to the bed around her knees. I noticed my mother’s head stopped bobbing, clearly she was wondering what I was doing. Sammy saved me this time.
“Mom, oh God don’t stop!” he said and in a moment his cock was sliding between her lips again, getting drenched spit.
Now I was looking at my mother from behind. Her ass was up in the air and her legs were spread slightly. I could see a sparse amount of pubic hair over her vagina, her vaginal lips looked pink and puffy and they glistened with her juices. I also saw her asshole, a crinkled little purple star in the sea of her white skin. And I prepared to go through with my plan.
Before I go any farther, I know some of you are thinking, “I read Lynn’s first story and it seemed impossible, but this one is even crazier and harder to believe.” And I know that. But all I can say is that it happened and that, at the time, it didn’t feel like there was any choice. I feel trapped by these strange incestuous events that keep happening in my life. I am trapped, but I love it. I don’t know, if you can’t understand it now, I guess I will never be able to explain it.
Anyway, I put one of my hands on either one of my mom’s ass cheeks and spread them apart. Her asshole contracted a little when I did it. I leaned forward, looking at it. I’d never been this close to anyone’s asshole before; I expected to be a little repulsed by it. Especially because it belonged to someone I was related to. But it looked cute. I leaned forward until I was just about half an inch away from it. My mother’s body had a thick, earthy smell that was intoxicating.
Slowly, I stuck out my tongue. I felt her asshole before I tasted it, it was hot and wrinkled and supple. It tasted like her skin, but more metallic somehow. When I pressed my tongue hard against her asshole I felt her whole body tremble. It felt for a minute like she would look around to see what I was doing, but I could feel her body continue to rise and fall as my brother’s cock pounded into her mouth. I heard her moan around the cock and I wondered if she liked the feeling.
I began to lap at her asshole, spreading my tongue wide and moving it all over her. I felt her push back against the tongue. Sometimes I would make my tongue rigid, dip into the soft, tight, salty recesses of her asshole, getting it wet and slippery. I dug my fingers into her supple ass cheeks as I did this, keeping balance and being overwhelmed by how hot I found this.
And we were like that for a while, my brother on his butt, thrusting his cock up into my mother’s hungry mouth, eyes closed and in heaven. My mother, in an almost trance, letting that cock slide into her, tasting his skin and licking her pre-cum, choking and letting her spit down his cock. At the same time, she thrust back at me, holding her asshole open and feeling the warmth and wetness of my tongue. Finally, there was me, on my knees behind my mother, my hands buried in her skin, my tongue fondling her dirtiest place and the whole time I felt so horny that my pajama pants were wet outside of my panties. My nipples were erect and they ached to be touched. It was incredible.