Chapitre 3098: POINT OF NO RETURN
Connor examined his naked body in the mirror. He wasn't the best-looking guy in the world, but he wasn't bad, really. He was about six-foot-even and 190 pounds, with short hair and a short beard. He wasn't an Instagram model but he wasn't ugly by any definition of the word. He didn't really look nineteen - he looked at least six years older. His best asset, however, wasn't something most people saw. Connor was quite hung, though he was rather young and inexperienced. The few women he'd been with said he was the biggest they'd ever seen in person. After looking in the mirror for a moment, he hopped in the shower and turned on the water.
"I really wish I had time to masturbate this morning..." he said to himself. He was running late for work and hadn't had time to cum this morning like he normally liked to do.
"I know, right?" said a voice from beyond the shower curtain.
"Oh my fucking God, Mom," he said, "you scared the absolute shit out of me. Next time let me know you're in here." The startle was enough to draw the conversation away from his mother's remark. Not that this remark was too out-of-place, anyway -- Connor and his mother Liz had a rather close relationship. The whole family did, really. Connor and his sister Janae were raised to be adults -- the fact that their family members had bodies didn't offend or shock them. Otherwise, however, they had a pretty normal relationship. They perhaps had more affection and physical contact, and were definitely more open and honest with each other, but these were really their only deviations from the norm up to this point.
Liz let out a giggle and apologized: "I'm sorry, kiddo. I really needed to use the bathroom and didn't have time to wait for you to get done."
"Well you still could have said something when you came in," said Connor.
"But it's so much more fun to give you a good scare!" she replied with a laugh.
After his shower, Connor had to head to work immediately. He was a very horny person in general and his particularly chaste morning was going to bother him all day. He was normally immune to random inopportune erections but today was different. Any time he spoke to an attractive co-worker or customer, his impressive member was standing at attention, straining against his slacks. Slacks don't hide that much, either. Connor's day was going to be difficult in this regard.
After Connor's shower, Liz decided to take one herself. Perhaps coincidentally, she spent a good moment looking at herself in the mirror as well. A self-proclaimed milf, she was about five-foot-two and had a very motherly figure. She had a few extra pounds but wasn't fat by any means. She had rather large breasts that still remained passably firm though they had begun to sag just ever so slightly. She had a very large, very round ass, which Liz often attributed to her mixed ethnic heritage. Her long black hair rested daintily over the womanly curves of her back. She exclusively wore thongs and often around the house her favored attire was a white t-shirt or tank top (braless of course) and a black thong. Liz never wore many clothes at home. She too had to forgo her normal morning orgasm as she was also running late. After toweling off, she got dressed as quickly as possible and headed in to the office, leaving her husband Mark and daughter Janae at home.
Mark and Janae both had the day off, which wasn't typical. Mark worked at City Hall and Janae was an office assistant at her university. State and City offices were closed today, giving both of them the day off. They planned on engaging in their favorite daddy-daughter activities -- movies and video games -- all day. Of course, the best days off begin with sleeping in. Neither Mark or Janae got out of bed before nine o'clock that morning, hours after Liz and Connor had already gone to work.
Janae was the first to wake up. Her eyes lazily opened and she examined the ceiling for at least twenty minutes before changing positions in bed. She thoroughly enjoyed the feel of her sheets against her skin. Janae always slept naked -- on principle. The skinny, petite, busty twenty-four-year-old was also extremely horny this morning, but unlike her mother and brother, she didn't have anywhere to be. She began lazily rubbing her pussy in bed and within seconds she was dripping wet as she reached for her favorite toy in the nightstand drawer. She had one of those classic rabbit dildo/vibrator toys -- you know the ones, I'm sure. As the toy entered her, she shuddered. When it began to touch and rub her clit furiously she gasped and began moaning loudly. This was normal here -- nobody was ashamed of their sexualities or their corporal needs. There was no unnecessary prudishness in this household.
After about twenty minutes of this, she tightened up and squirted all over her bed sheets as her orgasm moved over her body and all her muscles relaxed simultaneously. She brought the toy to her mouth and cleaned it, swallowing all of her juices before putting the toy back in the nightstand.
"Why do I taste so good?" she asked herself.
She put on a thong and a tight tank top that left her midriff uncovered and headed down to the kitchen to start coffee. She took after her mother a lot and looked like a skinnier, taller version of her. Their stunning brown eyes and long, black hair were identical, however. When she got down to the kitchen, her father Mark was sitting at the table eating breakfast and reading something on his phone.
"Good morning daddy!" she said with a smile as she began preparing the coffeemaker.
"Morning, baby girl!" he replied. Mark was the black sheep of the family, so to speak -- he normally wore clothes around the house, though not excessively. He was wearing a tank top and a pair of plaid pajama pants as he sat at the table. Mark was about six-foot-too and 210 pounds. He was quite muscular but he still had some body fat. He was a very, very good example of a "dad bod." He wasn't fat but he wasn't a musclebound bodybuilder either. He had short brown hair with a widow's peak and was somewhere between a full-beard and stubble -- he kept it short. He was white, unlike his mixed wife and kids.
As Janae bent over the counter, he couldn't help but notice her taut, perfectly formed buttocks. It was accented by a floral lower back tattoo that was just the right kind of bold sexuality that isn't so over the top as to become ridiculous.
"I'm so proud of you, baby girl," he said, "you've grown up into such a beautiful young woman."
"Aww, you really think so?" she replied. She loved this type of attention.
"Of course! You're just like a younger version of your mother," he answered.
"Oh wow, that's one hell of a compliment, Dad," she said, "Have you seen Mom? She's a goddess!"
"She is! And so are you!" Mark added, with pride.
Janae finished getting coffee ready and sat on her dad's lap.
"So are you ready to get your ass kicked in Soul Calibur, dad?" she said, teasingly.
"I'll play you in Soul Calibur but we'll see whose ass gets kicked," he responded. Soul Calibur VI finally came out for the Switch and this quickly became their favorite version of the game. They started playing when Janae was a kid and Soul Calibur II came out for the GameCube. Mark and Janae loved the game but Connor and Liz weren't too fond of fighting games. It became one of their favorite father-daughter passtimes.
They quickly brought their coffee into the den, in which Mark had set up a rather impressive retrogaming station, complete with a Sony Trinitron and all. He fired up the GameCube (Soul Calibur II was already in the disc drive, naturally) and the father/daughter pair began selecting their characters.
"Ivy's so fucking hot, isn't she?" Janae blurted out in the middle of a fight, while she was lying down on the couch. Ivy was her favorite character to play.
"Yeah, she is. She's probably the hottest Soul Calibur character," Mark responded.
"I wish I could be as sexy as her," Janae said, almost to herself.
"Honestly I think you are. Have you looked in the mirror?" Mark answered.
"You think so? That means a lot, actually..." she said, as she easily won the battle.
"I think we need a rule that you can't play as Ivy. You're too good with her," Mark joked. Janae let out a laugh.
"I think she's just distracting you, dad. Which is a little weird since you normally play as Cervantes..." she teased.
"Hey, if you were Cervantes, wouldn't you still think Ivy was hot?" he teased back.
"Of course! I'd be her dad, not blind!" she laughed. They made eye contact for a few seconds longer than they normally would. It was somewhat uncomfortable but not to a ridiculous degree. They ignored it and continued their lazy day.
Liz and Connor normally got home at the same time and today was no exception. Janae and Mark were still in the living room, but now they were watching a movie.
"Hey stud!" Liz said when she saw Mark, giving him a big hug and a kiss.
"Stud's right -- I heard you guys last night!" said Janae, teasing her parents. She always admired their close relationship. Her parents had been married for twenty-five years and were still madly in love. Of course, their relationship was open -- they weren't possessive or jealous and understood that life is far too short to limit one's sexual experiences to one person.
"Hey young lady, I can't help it if I'm noisy. I had to be quiet when you two were kids so I'm not holding it back anymore. And don't act like we can't hear you and your toys every morning," Liz teased back.
"Anyway," she continued, "I'm going to make myself a drink and lay out by the pool, if anyone would like to join me."
"Me and Dad are about halfway through this movie or I would," said Janae.
"I'll go with you!" said Connor. He was always a momma's boy and seemed to spend more time with her than with his father. Liz and Connor both went to go change into their pool clothes. Connor wore a very small pair of swim trunks and Liz came out wearing nothing but a very tiny pair of bikini bottoms, which wasn't a surprise to anyone. When Liz walked through the living room to go help Connor make drinks, Janae blurted out "Damn, mom, when I'm your age I hope my tits look like yours!"
"Of course they will, sweetie. They'll probably look even better," she teased back as she entered the kitchen.
"Hi handsome," she said, playfully slapping her son's ass as he made them a drink, "What is there to drink?"
"There was some cachaça so I made us some caipirinhas!" he responded.
"Ooh my favorite! Don't ever move away, you need to stay to be my bartender!" she joked. Connor gave his mother a big hug, her ample bosom pressing against his chest and their warm skin touching. She seemed ecstatic at his touch and promptly leaned up and kissed him on the mouth gently. A peck, but more sensual than most mothers and sons share. Connor's cock began to get hard as he held his mother against him and throbbed when she kissed him.
"Oooohh! What do we have here?" Liz said as she reached down and felt her son's engorged manhood from outside his swim trunks. "I'll take it as a compliment that I'm still sexy enough to get a young stud like you hard," she teased.
"Of course, Mom.." he said, visibly a little embarrassed. "Have you looked in the mirror? And don't act like you don't know that younger men fawn over you constantly. Are there any of my friends you haven't fucked?" he asked, laughing.
"No!" his father yelled from the other room. "There aren't!"
Janae and Liz let out a boisterous laugh.
"Ha! You're right; you got me. Maybe I'm just happy to know that even my son isn't immune to my feminine charms." she added with a laugh and an overtly sexual pose.
"Of course I'm not. I'm your son, not blind!" he said. Janae let out a laugh again as her brother repeated her earlier statement almost verbatim.
"I might not have to do housework ever again," she joked, "Hey stud... can you clean the kitchen for me?" She laughed as she pressed her magnificent chest into her son's. She led him by the hand to the back yard, where they lay down on two patio chairs. Connor's cock was visibly straining against his swim trunks.
"That looks uncomfortable, son," Liz joked. "Should you, um, go take care of it?"
"Maybe.. but I want to spend time with you." he said.
"You're so sweet. I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful young man in my life," she said as she scooted the two patio chairs together and cuddled up against him.
"Maybe we could do both..." she said, trying to be coy.
"What do you mean??" Connor asked, incredulously.
"I mean... maybe you could take care of it while we spend time together?" said Liz. "It's nothing I haven't seen many times before."
"I mean... are you sure? Your my mom..." he said, visibly nervous.
"And?" she said. "You think I don't know that? We're both adults and we can act like adults about things. It's not like you're a kid anymore. I understand that my son is a man now and has needs," she said, beginning to lightly caress his bulge through his shorts.
"You're making it really difficult to be normal, Mom..." he said, protesting but clearly enjoying the physical attention from his mother.
"I do think I'm gonna have to go take care of this.. in private. I'm not sure how I feel about, um, that kind of thing with you. I'm sorry," he said softly, obviously torn.
"It's okay, baby! What have I always told you?" she responded.
"I never have to do anything I don't want to?" he said.
"Absolutely! Consent is non-negotiable." she affirmed.
"But... I'm not sure consent can really exist here. I mean, doesn't the whole mom-son thing make it inappropriate?" Connor asked.
"It does create a power dynamic, but here's the thing: every interpersonal relationship is going to have some sort of a power dynamic. Someone's always going to be older, richer, physically stronger, or otherwise in some sort of position of authority. These things tip the playing field in one direction or another, and this has to be compensated for if consent is going to be possible. I honestly think that we could truly consent to this if we just had a couple conversations about it and we were really sure what we wanted," she said, as she hugged her son.
"That makes sense, Mom. I'm not sure how I feel about it right now though..." he said, sort of hanging his head.
"Then there isn't any consent right now, and that's that," she said, "Just remember that I love you no matter what and that I'll always respect what you do or don't want."
"Thanks mom. I love you." he replied, hugging his mother. After lying there with her for a moment, he got up and headed back inside. Liz stayed there, sprawling out on the patio chair until she gently drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 2 -- Escalation
Several hours had passed before Liz woke up. It had begun to get dark, so she grabbed her things and headed back inside. Upon entering the back door, which was right next to the door to Connor's room, she noticed some soft grunting from inside. Concerned, she pressed her ear to the door to listen. At this point, it became very clear that Connor was masturbating and was very close to climax. Liz's better judgment suggested that she leave her son to it, but she had a curiosity that needed to be sated. Connor wasn't normally very noisy, unlike his sister, so she'd never really heard him like this. She almost instinctively began rubbing herself under her thong. Even she was surprised by how wet this had made her. Her concentration was broken, however, when she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. She turned around and saw her beautiful daughter Janae behind her, dressed almost exactly like her mother, wearing a thong and nothing else. She looked her up and down and admired her daughter's young, yet curvy body.
"What were you doing, mom?" she asked, somewhat surprised.
"What does it look like I was doing?" Liz replied, knowing she'd been caught.
"It looks like you were listening in on your son and rubbing your pussy," retorted Janae, almost giddy to have caught her mother in such a lewd act.
"Maybe I was! Could I help it? You know better than anyone that your brother is a stud," said Liz.
"Well duh, Mom. I was just giving you shit -- you're fine. It doesn't actually offend me. Honestly if it did, that would be pretty hypocritical of me."
"What do you mean, baby?" Liz asked.
"I'm sure you've noticed we're not exactly a normal family. That's not a bad thing, but most people's families aren't quite as hot as ours is." Janae laughed as she said this and looked her mother up and down. Janae had always had a thing for her mother, even though she preferred men.
"Good genes, I guess, and a healthier lifestyle than most will do wonders." As she said this, she reached up and grabbed her daughter's breasts. "You definitely got these from me." Janae reached up and gently grabbed her mother's magnificent tits.
"Damn right I did. I'm very lucky. Mom... do you know how unbelievably sexy you are? I really hope so. You're a goddess," said Janae, stepping a little closer to her mother, so that their breasts were touching.
"Oh, I do. But if I didn't know better, I'd think my daughter was coming on to me," Liz added, playfully. Liz stepped closer, pressing her bare torso against her mother's.
"Maybe I am. Can I help it?" said Janae, quoting her mother in the most sultry tone imaginable. In this moment she leaned over and kissed her mother's soft, full lips. This kiss was not a normal mother-daughter kiss by any means - this was a lovers' kiss. Her hands slid down her mother's back, rubbing her soft skin and resting on her amazing ass. Janae's tongue gently slid between her mother's lips and into her hot, wet mouth. Liz let out a lustful moan as her daughter's tongue played against hers.
"Baby.. I'm not entirely sure we should be doing this," Liz said, briefly pulling away from her daughter's kiss.
"Doesn't that make it more fun? And we're both consenting adults. Really, whatever we both want to do is fair game. You're not forcing me or anything," answered Janae as she placed her hand lovingly on her mother's cheek.
"I suppose... I'd be lying if I said I haven't thought about this before. You've grown into one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. I'm proud of you," said Liz, gazing into her daughter's beautiful brown eyes.
"Thanks, Mom. I love you," Janae said as she leaned over and kissed her mother passionately. Her hands wandered back up to her mother's wonderful breasts, and she began playing with her mother's nipples as she moved down and started kissing Liz's neck.
"Oh fuck, baby. How did you know I liked that so much?" asked Liz. Janae briefly stopped kissing her neck to respond "Well... I know I like it, and I've seen how wet it makes you when Dad kisses your neck."
"Oh really? Have you been peeping on your parents while they fuck?" asked Liz, playfully.
"Don't act so surprised. I've seen you peeping on me before, Mom."
"Oh, I'm just playing with you, sweetie. I'm not offended. And I don't think your father is either. Neither one of us puts much effort into hiding our sex life, and I'm sure he'd prefer to not even shut the door!" joked Liz.
"I really wouldn't mind, Mom. I think it's beautiful how your sex life with Dad is still so intense," answered Janae as she moved down her mother's torso to begin sucking her nipples.
"Oh sweetie... let's go to your room. I need to lay you down and make you cum for Mommy," Liz moaned, lustfully. She had been wanting this for a while, in fact. Janae immediately took her mother's hand and led her to her bedroom. Liz lay Janae down on her bed and lay down on top of her."I've been wanting this for so long, baby." Liz moaned breathily into her daughter's ear.
"Really? How long, Mom?" asked Janae. Liz grabbed her daughter's impressive tits and responded "Ever since you got these!" Janae laughed and responded "Well I've been wanting this for a long time, too. You're the first woman I've ever really been attracted to. I normally just like guys but I've always thought you were like, a sex goddess."
"Oh, I am. No argument here..." answer Liz, kissing her daughter's neck and then moving down to her nipples, playing with them with her tongue and rubbing her daughter's body all over.
"Oh fuck. I can't believe this is actually happening..." Janae moaned, as she grabbed her mother's head and guided her down to her wet, throbbing sex.
"Me either, sweetie... just lay back and enjoy it..." answered Liz as she moved down and pressed her soft lips against her own daughter's vulva. This was it -- the true Point of No Return. Most people have a little bit of incestuous flirting in their lives here or there, and God knows she had more than most, but there was no coming back from this. She literally had her mouth on her daughter's pussy. She could taste her juices; she could smell her arousal.
"Fuck it," she thought, and pressed her face against Janae's pussy, pressing her tongue deep inside her own daughter.
"Unnnhhhhh... oh fuck, Mom. You're really good at that..." Janae moaned. Liz didn't respond, she just kept exploring Janae's pussy with her tongue. The pure taboo of the situation would be enough to make it magical, but Liz's oral skills quickly sent Janae over the edge. She began sucking Janae's clit as she pressed a few fingers into her, and Janae exploded. She wasn't quiet, either. Janae almost screamed as she squirted all over Liz's face and into her mouth. Liz could barely keep up, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her daughter's incestuous pussy juices. After her orgasm subsided, Janae's entire body relaxed, and she was speechless. Liz came back up and cuddled against her daughter, kissing her lovingly.
"You taste so good, sweetie. Did Mommy make you cum hard?" she asked, playfully.
"Oh, Mom... I think that was the most intense orgasm I've ever had. Thank you. I love you so much," she answered, holding her mother close.
"I love you too, sweetie. That was magical." she said, pressing her daughter into her with all the love a human being can show. "I have to go shower now, baby. I think you should probably do the same!" Liz chuckled.
Chapter 3 -- Full Disclosure
After taking a very long shower, Liz toweled off and headed to her bedroom. She found her husband Mark lying in bed watching TV.
"Hey sexy!" he said. Liz smiled.
"Hey stud. Enjoying your day off?" she answered.
"I'd be enjoying it a lot more if you came here and joined me in bed," he said. Liz immediately jumped into bed with her husband, pressing her naked body against his and kissing him.
"We, uh, actually need to talk real quick, if that's alright," said Liz.
"Of course, babe. What's up?" responded Mark, rubbing his hands up and down his wife's thighs.
"I may or may not have... um... just had sex with Janae, to put it bluntly." said Liz, nervously chuckling.
"Oh wow. That's some news. How do you feel about that?" he said.
"Well, you know I'm never going to lie to you, right?" she said.
"Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way." Mark answered. He was visibly a little shaken but maintained his composure. This was emotional news.
"It was magical, babe. I'm glad we did it. There's a lot of sexual tension in this family and I'm sure you've felt it before. I feel so much closer to her than before. I'm really excited to explore a physical relationship with her. It just feels so... right. I don't know how to explain it otherwise," explained Liz.
"And you're completely sure it was consensual? It would be really easy for you to take advantage of her, you know -- even on accident," asked Mark.
"I'm completely sure it was consensual. She was quite aggressive about it and that would be pretty difficult if it weren't," she laughed.
"I suppose. Either way, I love you and I trust you. If you think this is a good way to go about things, I support you and I'm here. And you're right, I can't deny the sexual tension, but I always thought it would be you and Connor who caved to it first," he chuckled.
"I thought so too. And that's sort of how it happened. I was... um... listening to him masturbate and Janae caught me. That's when it all started."
"I'm not surprised!" Mark said, with a hearty laugh. "So... being completely honest, I'm alright with them being involved, as long as you are one hundred percent sure it's consensual."
"Sounds good to me, babe," she said, as she lay down next to her husband, pressing her head into his chest and rubbing her hands up and down his naked body. Her hand wandered down to his cock, rubbing it slightly until it started to awaken.
"Ooooh. In a good mood, are we?" he asked.
"I'm still very worked up. This whole thing is just so exciting. I'd always had, you know, fantasies -- like everyone else -- but the reality of this is just unbelievable." she said, breathily, into her husband's ear.
"I definitely feel you there. I'm in the same boat. Have you ever had any experiences like this before? I'm not entirely sure how this conversation hasn't happened before, but it feels relevant." Mark added.
"Almost but not quite. When I was in college, there was a brief period of sexual tension between me and my dad. I really haven't told you about this yet?" she asked, dumbfoundedly. "I was positive we'd talked about this before. Maybe I'm just imagining it?"
"No, I don't recall this," Mark said, with a chuckle.
"Okay. Well... the summer after I turned 18, I came home from college, and you know, it was just me and Dad in the house all summer. Mom had passed earlier that year and so we were all alone in that big house. I ended up sleeping in his room for the last half of the summer. I'd be lying if I said there hadn't been any tension between us," she said, in the sultriest of voices. "By the end of the summer, I was sleeping naked in bed with my Dad every night." Mark's hefty cock jumped at this -- he was thoroughly enjoying his wife's story.
"It looks like you like this story..." she said.
"I do. I like it very much," Mark whispered, audibly aroused.
"I could tell he wanted me. It wasn't really a secret. I wanted him too. I think he was just too scared of taking advantage of me, you know?" she said, beginning to stroke her husband's now fully erect cock.
"If I were in his place I'd certainly understand that. It would be hard not to want you. You've always been sexy as fuck," he said, leaning in to kiss his wife passionately.
"Yeah... daddy?" Liz said, with a wink.
"I love it when you call me that.." he said, becoming harder by the second.
"When I call you that? But you are my Daddy," said Liz, smiling.
"Do you have any idea how unbelievably sexy you are?" he asked, as he got up and grabbed his wife, pressing her down into the bed. She was dripping wet. "Holy fuck you're wet. This really does have you worked up, doesn't it?"
"Yes, Daddy... I need you to fuck me. If I've been a good girl..." she said.
"Of course, but first I have to taste you," he said, getting down on his knees to taste his wife's cleanly shaven pussy. His tongue pressed up against her wet hole as he licked from her clitoris to her perineum.
"Yes, Daddy. I want you to suck my pussy.." she begged. She was literally dripping. Mark pressed his tongue deep inside her as he reached up to play with his wife's clit.
"Oh god Daddy, you're gonna make me cum!" she moaned, arching her back down into the mattress. Mark pushed his tongue even deeper inside of her, rubbing against her pussy as hard as he could manage, basically making out with her tight, wet pussy. It tasted wonderful. Liz pressed herself even harder into the mattress as her climax washed over her.
"Daddy I'm cumming!! Yes daddy!" she moaned, clutching the sheets as if her life depended on it. Her pussy began to convulse, squeezing his tongue out of her as she sprayed his face with her orgasm. Mark caught as much of it as possible with his mouth, swallowing his wife's juices. They lay there in silence for a moment, riding out the final convulsions of her orgasm. When her muscles stopped shaking, he stood up and pressed the head of his engorged, fully erect cock against her wet sex.
"Oh fuck.... you're not done with me yet, are you?" she asked playfully.
"Fuck no, baby girl... I still have to cum too...." he growled, as he pressed his thick member deep inside her. There was no resistance -- she was wetter than she had ever been for him.
"You're so big, daddy... I love it!" she moaned, bucking up against his hips with hers, ensuring his cock reached as deep as possible. He grabbed her by the waist and slammed into her as hard as possible, fucking her like an enraged stallion, grunting and growling as he stretched his wife's tight hole time and time again with his throbbing pole. Liz could no longer control her orgasms. She lost count after she came seven times for him, convulsing and shaking constantly as he bucked into her.
"I'm gonna cum, baby girl..." he said. "Where do you want it?"
"Inside me, daddy!! Deep inside! Breed me like the stud you are! I want every drop!" she moaned, almost delirious. She had literally been fucked silly. When Mark heard her say this, he almost instantly pressed himself as deep inside her as he could go and emptied his balls deep inside her still-fertile womb.
"Yes, daddy! Cum for me!" Liz moaned as he filled her up. Mark always came a lot, but this orgasm had been particularly intense. He filled her until she couldn't take anymore, until it emptied from inside her onto the bed. Mark pulled out and ejaculated twice more over her, each rope of cum running from her taut stomach, over her tits, and onto her face. They stopped to catch their breath, locked in eye contact. Sweaty and winded, they stared into each other's eyes for a few minutes.
"Wow. That was intense." Mark said, still looming over his wife's body and panting.
"That might be the hottest sex we've ever had. We fucking needed that." Liz replied.
"I love you, baby." Mark said, tenderly, as he reached up and stroked Liz' cheek.
"I love you too. More than you could ever know," she responded. "I love you even more when I'm full of your cum.... Look!"
The bed was soaking wet from their orgasms. Liz was a heavy squirter and she had cum in excess of twelve times before she lost count. Mark's orgasm was still leaking from inside her and had collected into a pool in the depression she made in the mattress.
"We, uh, need to clean this up." Mark said.
"Yeah... tomorrow...." she said, as she beckoned Mark to lie down next to her and hold her. They were sweaty, wet, and sticky, but they were happier than ever, and very tired. As they held their sweaty bodies together, they gently drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 4 -- Morning Wood
The next morning -- Saturday morning -- the house was quiet and dark until late. Everyone but Connor was off work, and he didn't have to work until the evening. It was a rainy Spring morning, perfect for sleeping in. Connor drifted in and out of a deep weekend morning sleep, barely even rolling around in bed. When he finally fully regained consciousness, he looked over at his nightstand, where his alarm clock proudly declared it was 9:47 AM. He rolled over to a more comfortable position and lay there in silence for a while. Eventually, he rolled over onto his back, and noticed his erection. Connor's impressive cock was standing at attention, curving slightly to the left, uninhibited. Connor didn't normally sleep naked but there are exceptions to every rule. His left hand wandered idly down to his penis and gently rubbed it. If he wasn't completely erect yet, he was now. Connor was always horniest in the morning, it seemed.
A gentle knock on the door got his attention, but the door opened before he could cover himself again with the blanket. It was his sister Janae.
"Connor, we need to talk -" she said, before stopping immediately when her eyes fell on her brother's massive cock. He tried to cover himself, but his cock wouldn't cooperate.
"Oh wow. You see that's actually pretty relevant," she said, jokingly gesturing toward his erection.
"You know, I'd appreciate it if you didn't just barge in to my room like that, Janae," he said, visibly a little agitated.
"Sorry, I mean, you shouldn't be ashamed of your cock or of the fact that you masturbate. Everyone does it."
"Yeah, I know, I shouldn't have that sort of hang-up about it. What did you want to talk about?" he asked. Janae sat down on the bed next to him. Connor looked at her taut body and his erection grew even larger, pressing against his skin as if it were going to explode. This made him a little uncomfortable, and Janae leaned over and grabbed the blanket and pulled it back.
"For God's sake, Connor, stop fidgeting. Your cock doesn't offend me. I'm trying to talk to you," she said with a small laugh. "Yesterday afternoon I caught Mom listening to you masturbate. She was touching herself."
"Oh -- the way you brought that up I thought it was a big deal!" he laughed. "Mom thinks she's sneaky but she isn't. I've caught her listening and watching a bunch of times, actually."
"Really? How come I never noticed?" Janae asked, sort of flabbergasted.
"I don't know. You're a lot like Mom in that regard, really. But this isn't anything new," Connor said, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Does it... does it bother you?" Janae asked.
"No. It doesn't. I'm not sure it should bother me that someone thinks I'm attractive. Especially someone as attractive as Mom."
"You think she's attractive?" Janae asked, teasingly.
"I mean...yeah. Don't you?"
"Of course. She just is. I'm just a little surprised to hear you say it. I wasn't sure you'd think so."
"I get you. I know I'm normally kind of reserved but I'm still Mom's son. Sometimes I'm just a little torn. I know I shouldn't care so much what other people think, but I feel like people are so repressed sexually and they conflate so many things together," he said, looking his sister in the eye.
"I know what you mean, Connor. Sometimes I feel weird about our life at home too. Like.. most people's moms don't openly display their sex toys or walk around naked, or masturbate and have sex with the doors open!" Janae said with a chuckle.
"Hah, I know. Like... I wouldn't change our life at home for the world, but sometimes it gets to me how many people would hate us if they knew."
"Well, those people can go fuck themselves. We don't need to be ashamed of our sexualities. Did seeing mom's tits ever traumatize you!?" Janae said, slapping Connor's shoulder and laughing.
"Of course! Didn't you know you're supposed to pretend your family members don't have bodies!?" Connor rebutted, continuing the joke.
"I'm glad we're on the same page about that stuff. It would suck to have a prude for a brother!" Janae said.
"Likewise! I don't want a stuck-up prude for a sister either!" he said. Janae smiled and Connor was taken aback by how beautiful his sister's smile was.
"You know, you have a beautiful smile. I don't know why I never told you." he said, a little nervous.
"Aww thanks. That means a lot coming from you. And you have a nice cock!" she said, half-jokingly. "I can see why Mom wants it so bad! Do you, um, want me to leave so you can take care of that?"
"If you want to. I'm enjoying spending time with you and you're right -- I need to get over my hang-ups about that."
"I mean... I wouldn't be offended if you wanted to take care of it with me here. It would be interesting to watch how you do it. I haven't seen too many guys masturbate. Not many hot ones, anyway!" she joked. "If you want, I can get naked too. That way we're even."
Connor watched intently as Janae removed her tank top and her tiny pink thong. His beautiful sister was now naked in his bed, staring at his cock. This was definitely a lot more interesting than jacking off in bed!
"Oh wow, Janae. You're even sexier than I thought. Are you sure you're my sister?" he said, in a self-deprecating joke.
"Oh shut up -- you're sexy too. Don't pull that shit with me. Don't you feel sexy?" she asked, as Connor began to idly stroke his cock.
"I mean... sometimes. Most of the time not really." he said.
"Do you think me and Mom are sexy?" she asked, arching her back to accentuate her voluptuous figure.
"Of course. To be honest, you and Mom are the sexiest women I've ever seen!" he said, enthusiastically.
"Well if the two sexiest women you've ever seen think you're sexy, then...what does that mean?" she asked, looking him in the eye, playfully.
"Then I must be pretty sexy too..." he said quietly, almost under his breath.
"What? I can't hear you. Speak up!" she said.
"Then I must be pretty sexy too!" he said, louder. He almost couldn't suppress his smile at this point.
"Good boy. You're damn right you're sexy. Now show me how you stroke that big cock." she said, lying down next to him, her hand wandering down toward her pussy. He lay down to relax a little and began stroking himself more enthusiastically.
"What do you normally think about when you masturbate, Connor?" Janae asked.
"I don't know... lots of things I suppose..." he said, breathing a little more heavily now.
"Do you ever think about me? Do you ever think about these titties?" she asked, one hand on her pussy and the other grabbing her tits.
"Yes... yes I do. All the time. I think about you or Mom most of the time..." he grunted.
"Oh yeah? What if I told you I fucked Mom yesterday? What do you think of that?"
"Fuckkkk... really? Are you just fucking with me or did that really happen?"
"Mhmm. I caught her rubbing her tight pussy to you masturbating and I ended up making her cum with my mouth..." Janae said, openly masturbating at this point.
"Oh fuck that's hot... That's the hottest fucking thing I've ever heard..."
"It would have been a lot hotter if you were there to join us, though," she said as she leaned over and began kissing her brother's neck.
"Oh fuck, Janae.... I'm gonna cum...." he grunted.
"Already? You must really be excited!" she giggled. "Here, lay back like a good boy. No hands!"
Connor obeyed his sister dutifully, lying back and relaxing. Janae bent down and took her brother's massive cock into her mouth.
"Oh fuck Janae... oh fuck..." Connor muttered as his sister worshiped the head of his big cock.
"Be a good boy and shut up and cum," she said, briefly taking her mouth from his cock. At this command, Connor's balls began emptying into his sister's hot, wet mouth, filling it. Janae didn't spill a drop. She opened her mouth to show Connor his load, then swallowed it all.
"Did that feel good?" she asked, lying down on top of him.
"Fuck yeah it did. Why have we never done that before?" he asked, stroking his sister's back, gently.
"Well, for one, you've only been legal for like.. a year and a half!" she laughed.
"Good point... well... I'm legal now!" he said, proudly.
"Mhmm. Be a good boy and kiss me!" she said. Connor dutifully leaned down and passionately kissed his sister. He didn't know how passionate a sexual relationship could be until he experienced it with someone he already deeply loved. As they cuddled, they fell asleep in each other's arms.
Unbeknownst to Connor and Janae, Liz had been watching from the door the whole time. Though initially she had some conflicting feelings, she was able to quickly overcome them and recognize the beautiful scene that had played out before her. Her heart was overflowing. She was smiling ear to ear, and undeniably aroused as well. She smirked as she developed a kinky plan for the day...
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