Bab 3953: SIS AND MOM ARE HYPNOTIZED
"I'm bored!"
Dad's loud baritone voice carried across the seats in the stalls. Mom tried to shush him and looked annoyed. I was bored as well. I was there with my dad, mom and sister watching a Monday evening performance of Mack the Magnificent, a supposed expert hypnotist. Well I suppose he seemed to be succeeding with hypnotizing people, but when you'd seen a man from the audience made to bark like a dog and a woman talking to an invisible parrot on her shoulder, it was hardly gripping theater.
I think mom and sis were bored as well, but they had mainly come for a section at the end of the show where Mack would help people to diet. Why either of them wished to diet was beyond me. My twenty two-year old sister Daphne had a terrific figure, nice ass, slim waist and lush DoubleD tits that were a schoolboy's dream, but which she felt were too big. She had the same coloring as mom, with long blonde hair and big blue eyes. As her eighteen-year old brother, I thought she was perfect. Having said that, in terms of personality, she could be a selfish bitch, only ever thinking of herself. She was leaving us permanently on Saturday when she was going to live with her fiancé in Detroit. It was over seven hundred miles from where we were living in Kansas City, but to my mind it wasn't far enough.
Although mom and dad were sorry she'd be living so far away, they both liked Jeb, her fiancé. He'd been to stay with us for two weeks a couple of months back and in that time had persuaded my parents that he was the man for their little girl. He seemed OK to me as well, although I couldn't see why he wanted to live with my sister, who was a bad tempered bitch. Although I guess that being able to fuck that luscious body every night would be a pretty good reason. Even though they were engaged, mom and dad didn't allow them to share a room. I came back to the house one day to hear them having sex in her bedroom. Hearing her moaning really got me going, but although her moans got a bit louder I didn't hear any orgasmic cries.
My forty-two-year old mom was a more voluptuous version of my sister, with a lovely round ass and firm big breasts, maybe an inch or two to grab on her waist, but I thought she had a perfect body, and also a lovely disposition. She wore her blonde hair shorter than my sister so that she had a light fringe of hair that danced above her lovely blue eyes. They were both beautiful women, but then most of the women in our affluent district seemed attractive. All our close neighbors' wives and daughters were good fantasy jacking off material. Our next door neighbor's wife was a snooty beautiful redhead who was an ex-fashion model and her gorgeous nineteen year-old daughter was following in her footsteps. I couldn't see any of our neighbors as I looked around the theater. The entertainment was a little too lowbrow for them.
Eventually the end section of the show arrived and those people wishing to lose weight trooped up onto the stage. There were men and women, old and young, all fat except for my mom and Daphne. Mack walked up and down the line and seemed to be eying up my mom and sister appreciatively. Then he explained what would happen in his low rich voice.
"Tonight, I will hypnotize all of you. You will not be aware that you are hypnotized, but from now on when I, and only I, say the activation words 'Mack says Go" you will take in all the instructions I give you and obey my commands. When I say 'Mack says Stop' you will wake up and remember nothing."
Mack walked up and down the line muttering something to each of them then he suddenly said, "Mack says Go."
Remarkably all the people in the line went into the same docile expression. Mack then told them all what food to avoid, basically carbs and fatty foods, and then said. "Mack says Stop."
It was all over very quickly. Mom and sis returned to their seats next to dad and me, and Mack finished off by explaining to the audience that, although he could interfere with participants' minds, he would never use his powers for anything except good. We all clapped politely, although dad complained that Mack didn't deserve the applause.
As we walked out, mom and sis were very confused and asked if they had been hypnotized. Dad explained to them that they had, though they didn't look convinced. In fact dad and I couldn't see the point of what had happened until we stopped at a McDonalds drive thru and mom and Daphne both said they wanted salads; then we were convinced.
At home, as it was a warm evening we all sat around in the chairs by the pool eating our takeaways. Mom and sis were discussing different salad dressings as dad and I talked about Mack the Magnificent.
"It was incredible," said dad, "all he said was 'Mack says Go."
Suddenly I noticed that mom and Daphne were silent. Mom and sis were staring in the same dumb expression they had on the stage. Dad was still prattling on, but I held up a hand and pointed a finger at mom and Daphne. Dad gazed astonished at them.
Looking at their dumb expressions I thought it was amusing but, getting concerned, I tried to bring them out of it by saying, 'Mack says Stop."
This had no effect whatsoever as they continued to look in a trance. I was getting worried until dad said, "Mack says Stop."
At this mom and Daphne came out of their trances and recommenced talking about salad dressings. Dad and I looked at each other in puzzlement.
"You know," I said in a low voice, "your voice is very similar to Mack's. You must have the same timbre or something."
Dad grinned, "It's good to know I have the power Jimmy," he joked, "I could command them to do anything I liked."
He annoyed me as he grinned mischievously and I let him know my poor opinion of his comment. "Dad," I said firmly, "we mustn't take advantage!"
"Of course not son," he assured me, but I could still see an impish look in his eyes.
Although my sister's diet had miraculously improved dramatically, her self-centeredness was the same as always. When she'd finished she got up and said to me, "Jimmy take my dirty plate up to the house with yours when you've finished."
I gritted my teeth as she walked off, but dad just laughed and said, "She'll always be the same you know."
With the three of us left on our own, mom asked me if I was going to be OK. What she meant was that she was going away on a business trip for three days, returning home on Friday, and did I have enough clean clothes etc. I'd be in the house studying while she was gone. Dad would be around as he did most of his work from home. Daphne would be around as well as she had to sort out some things before she left on the Saturday morning. When mom arrived back on Friday it would be the last time the whole family were together. Also, on the Saturday morning, dad would be going on a business trip, so mom and I would be left on our own. She said that it would give her and me 'quality time' together. As I knew that would be mom lecturing me on not drinking and sticking to my studies, I can't say I was looking forward to it, although I knew her comments would be because she cared for me so much.
As I walked off to bed, leaving my parents by the pool, I heard mom say, "Let's go to bed now Tiger."
I grinned to myself. I could tell by the sounds that used to emanate from their bedroom every now and again that they had quite an active sex life, although I hadn't heard much in recent months. With mom having to be away a few days, she clearly wanted a bit of loving before she went. I could tell by dad's mutterings that his only wish was for a good night's sleep.
The next day, Tuesday, mom left the house early on her business trip. It was a hot July day and I only managed a couple of hours studying before I had to go for a swim. I walked across the grass to the pool and could see that dad had also decided to cool himself off. He was swimming lengths of the pool, while my sister was lying on a lounger in the shade, reading a book, her long legs stretched out in front of her. Her long blonde hair splayed across the top of the lounger. She looked as if she'd need to replace her bikini top soon with the next size up, as her young plump breasts were pushing out over the top. Her tits were not the size of mom's big juggs, but I could see that they were nice handfuls. I tried not to stare at her as I walked quickly and dived into the pool to hide my boner.
When dad and I got out, we both lay in bathing trunks on towels on loungers in the sun. We couldn't do it too long without any protection as we would have burnt, but dad had some suntan oil. He looked across at me and at Daphne.
"Would one of you two rub some oil into your old dad's skin?" he asked hopefully.
I laughed. He wasn't that old, just two years older than mom. I knew there was no way that Daphne would trouble herself to assist him, so I slowly began to push myself up, but dad had other ideas.
He cleared his throat and said in a low strong tone, "Daphne, Mack says Go."
Looking at Daphne, who was in a trance, I gasped, "Dad, what on earth are you doing. This could be dangerous."
Dad sucked in his breath, "Jimmy, you know how Daphne never stirs a finger to help any of us, well I want to make her 'do' something for a change."
I was feeling unsure and nervous as dad turned to Daphne again and said, "Daphne, come over here and rub suntan oil over your dad's body to stop him burning."
Daphne stood up steadily. She walked towards dad, her long blonde hair swishing behind her, her tits swaying in her tight bikini top. She picked up the suntan oil and poured it into her hands. As she knelt beside dad and began to rub the liquid smoothly onto his chest, I thought she looked like a handmaiden caring for her monarch. She used both hands, moving her palms effortlessly up to his shoulders and down his arms, leaving no exposed flesh that was not oiled. When she finished with his chest, she moved to his legs and began smoothing the oil in long hand strokes from his toes up his legs to the bottom of his trunks.
It was at this point that dad asked me to fetch some beers. Seeing that he rarely offered me a beer, particularly in the middle of the morning, I seized the chance gratefully and dashed up to the house to get a couple of beers from the fridge. I opened the bottles in the kitchen and began walking back to the pool. It was when I turned the corner of the summerhouse that I saw them.
Dad no longer had his trunks on. They were discarded by the lounger. My sister was no longer rubbing oil on his chest or legs as her left hand was massaging dad's balls while her right hand was jacking him off.
I shouted, "Dad, what the hell are you doing?"
Dad was breathing heavily as he grinned and said, "I'm sorry son, I couldn't resist the opportunity. My boner was so hard it was uncomfortable, so I told her to pull my trunks off, and then it seemed a natural progression to tell her to jack me off."
I don't know what dad's precise words had been to Daphne, but she was clearly doing the best job she could. Her right hand was gripping his shaft lightly as it slid effortlessly up and down. It was the first time I had seen dad with an erection and was impressed by the size of it. It was nearly as big as mine.
I was almost shaking with excitement, my boner hard as a rock, but I tried to sound disgusted as I said, "Dad; how could you?"
Dad was lying back, reveling in his daughter's hand movements pleasuring his cock. He defended himself, "Jimmy, it's not doing her any harm,"
Then he became more rapturous, "Oh fuck, that feels great. Just concentrate on daddy's tip now Daphne."
Daphne obliged, the fingers of her right hand vigorously jacking his mushroom head.
Dad groaned, "I'm cumming!" as Daphne slowed her movement and jizz spurted up in the air from dad's cock.
I looked at him appalled, then turned to face away from him. I could hear him muttering something to Daphne, probably, I thought, telling her to return to her chair. However, the next thing was that I suddenly felt my trunks being pulled down. I gasped as I realized that he had told Daphne to come over to me.
"No, no," I cried, struggling to get away. But I knew I didn't mean it, as Daphne's fingers closed around my throbbing member.
Dad laughed, seeing me struggling and chuckled, "Go on son, you know that having your sister's fingers round your dick has to be one of your favorite fantasies."
I groaned again. How right he was. The feel of her cool fingers gripping me and jacking me off was incredible. As her wrist moved up and down, her breasts jiggled in her bikini top. There was a determined look of concentration on her face as she gently cradled my balls in her left hand, softly squeezing them at the same time as her gripping fingers slid all the way up to the tip of my crown and then back down the shaft.
I was trying to hold off when this time, as her fingers went up to the tip of my cock, she kept her fingers around my mushroom head and quickly jacked the rim of my helmet.
I screamed with pleasure as my cum spurted in the air, landing on my chest. Her fingers lightly squeezed my balls as each spasm sent another spurt skywards.
As I lay there breathing hard, dad instructed Daphne to go back to her lounger. As she lay back on her recliner dad said, "Mack says Stop."
Daphne immediately picked up her book and continued reading as if nothing had happened.
Dad lay back and said in a contented voice, "Well Jimmy, that was great wasn't it. Same again tomorrow I think."
I made no response. It would have been hypocritical of me to criticize him anymore, after what I had enjoyed at the hands of my sister. Feeling troubled, I left them both by the pool and went up to my bedroom. I lay on my bed and thought about what had just happened. I tried to tell myself that I would not allow dad to get Daphne to pleasure me again, but I knew I would be returning to the pool the following day looking forward to another of her delicious handjobs.
The rest of the day passed by uneventfully and I tried to concentrate on my studies.
The following morning, Wednesday, I walked slowly down to the pool and, as I rounded the summerhouse, I could see that dad hadn't wasted any time. He was flat on his back again, naked, with Daphne's hands working slowly and methodically on his genitals. He obviously hadn't bothered with the general oil rub, but had gone straight for the main act. I was instantly rock hard watching them.
Seeing me, dad again asked me to fetch a couple of beers from the kitchen. Walking with difficulty because of my erection, I made my way slowly up the steps to the kitchen, thinking that at least I wouldn't be cumming prematurely in my trunks while I watched them. Returning with the beers, I could immediately see why I had been sent away.
Dad was groaning loudly as Daphne was fiercely sucking his boner, her hands active as they squeezed his balls and teased the base of his shaft.
I shouted, "DAD, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
I was horrified. I had persuaded myself that the use of Daphne's hands were somehow OK, but her mouth was something else entirely.
Dad was unrepentant, gasping between his groans, "I know Jimmy, but I couldn't help myself. Don't worry I'll get her to blow you after she's finished with me."
I held my breath, hating myself as I knew that I was too weak-willed to refuse his offer. I was going to let her suck me off. It was one of my greatest fantasies and I knew now that it was also dad's.
Dad was moaning softly, "Oh yea Daphne, suck daddy harder."
Daphne's head was bobbing furiously now as dad finally groaned loudly and emptied his cum into Daphne's mouth. Daphne swallowed it all and sat waiting for dad's next instruction.
Getting his breath, dad said to Daphne, "Daphne you desperately want to give your brother the best blowjob he's ever had."
Although still looking vacant, Daphne now moved quickly over to me and yanked off my trunks. I was guilt-ridden as my boner swayed strongly in front of her. She pushed my legs apart so that my feet hung over each side of the lounger and knelt between them. Opening her mouth, she lowered it enclosing my mushroom head, bringing her lips around under the rim. I cried out in pleasure as she licked my tender red eye, then the sensitive frenulum just under the glans, before steadily sucking my helmet. Her head was bobbing and I found myself automatically wrapping her long blonde hair around my hand so that I had a grip at the back of her head. I pushed her lower and lower until my cock was entering her throat. She squeezed my balls as my cock began travelling out to her lips then back down her throat.
Dad was laughing, "Looks like you're determined to get your money's worth kid."
I realized with shame that I must have looked like a determined bully as my hard boner ripped in and out of her throat, but I couldn't help myself. It must be every brother's fantasy to be fellated by his gorgeous older sister, but the delicious sensation of my cock being pleasured in Daphne's mouth and throat was extraordinary. I screamed, cumming in her mouth. Feeling the hot cum hitting the inside of her oral membranes, Daphne sucked me hard, swallowing my stream of spurting jizz.
Dad was still smiling as he looked at me and said, "Same again tomorrow I think Jimmy."
I lay back feeling ashamed, knowing that the following day I would be unable to stop myself taking full advantage of Daphne's blowjob skills again.
But the following day, Thursday, things were not to be the same. I went down to the pool to find dad, but no Daphne. Dad was looking glum. "Jimmy it's a disaster. She left me a note. She has gone out shopping for some last minute items. Later she's changing at a friend's, then going out clubbing with some old school friends this evening and coming home late."
Stupidly, although disappointed, I felt relief. "Dad, this must be for the best. What we were doing was wrong."
I went up to my room to study, leaving a woebegone father in the garden.
As her note had set out, it was near midnight before Daphne made her entrance. Dad and I were watching television on the couch. She swept in, knocking over my drink which was beside me, and immediately began to walk up the stairs saying that she was going to have a shower and go to bed. I was feeling annoyed at her leaving me to clear up my spilt drink, but had to admit to myself that she looked great in her clinging dress, accentuating her great tits and ass. Twenty minutes later, dad yawned and said he was going to bed. I told him that I would just watch the end of the program and that I would be up in a few minutes. I might as well have gone to bed as well at that point as I went to sleep on the couch and missed the end of the program.
I was woken by a scream. Rushing upstairs I burst into Daphne's bedroom to see my naked dad lying on top of my naked sister. He had clearly just penetrated her, which was the reason for the scream I'd heard seconds before. However, I could see that the penetration had not been unwelcome. Daphne had a look of rapture on her face as I could see that dad was buried in her to the hilt.
"SHIT DAD," I shouted, "THAT'S INCEST!"
Dad was just holding his position deep inside her, not moving as she squirmed happily underneath him, urging him with her body to fuck her hard.
He turned his head towards me and with a stupid grin on his face said, "I know Jimmy, but I've always wanted to fuck her. I just told her that her father was the most sexually attractive man in the world and she needed to have sex with him."
He picked up a bottle of oil, he'd obviously taken with him into her room, and splashed some liquid over Daphne's full young breasts. Squeezing them he snickered at me, "Look at these tits kid. Don't tell me you don't want to suck these puppies."
hated him. He was absolutely right. Her tits were looking as luscious as I'd always dreamt they would be. Dad brought his mouth down to suck on her right nipple and began slowly fucking her.
Daphne was moaning her appreciation, "Ooh Daddy, please fuck me harder!"
I was transfixed, watching them copulate. After a while dad pushed her legs a bit wider so that he could thrust harder and deeper.
Daphne's moans became louder and louder as dad stabbed his big cock in and out of her until she was rhythmically screaming.
I shouted a warning, "Dad, you mustn't cum inside her. Pull out just before you climax."
Dad grunted, "OK," but as Daphne hit her climax and gave one long loud piercing scream, I could see his body tense and I knew he was shooting his sperm inside Daphne.
I was furious. "Dad you know that is completely unacceptable, I'm going to tell mom about everything when she gets home tomorrow."
I stormed out of the room towards my bedroom. I was not sure that I would tell mom. Why upset her? However, I was feeling satisfied that I had at least given dad cause to worry.
I woke up the next morning in bed picturing in my mind dad and Daphne fucking. Although I believed that what dad had done was as wrong as wrong can be, I couldn't help the heat in my loins and a boner that was hard as a rock. I tried to stop thinking of them, especially of Daphne's loud climax. Dad had obviously taken Daphne to levels high above her experience with Jeb, probably due to dad's big boner. I pushed my hands outside the bed covers to stop myself from jacking off. I was lying in this tense state as the door opened and Daphne walked into my room.
Her expression had that blank look that told me dad had hypnotized her. She was completely naked. Her full breasts swayed lightly in front. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed. Her lips looked full and moist. Although her eyes had a far-off look, I could see an intensity in them which I judged was lust. I tried to stop her coming any further.
"No Daphne, stop!" I cried.
However, I could see from the determined expression on her face that she could not hear me and I wasn't sure I wanted her to. Pulling back my bedclothes her staring eyes lit up even more at the sight of my boner and she quickly grasped it and started sucking me. I groaned, completely defeated, submitting to her attack. I sat up with Daphne's lips still wrapped around my cock. She was lying sideways on the bed with her head in my lap. This gave me ample room to reach out my hands, squeezing her tits and pushing my fingers between her legs.
I could feel how wet she was with desire and as I rubbed her clitoris she moaned, sucking me even harder. I knew I shouldn't have taken it any further. I could just have brought her off with my fingers and shot my jizz in her mouth. Then I thought about how she was always giving me a hard time and persuaded myself that this was probably my only ever chance for revenge. Forcefully I pulled her off me and pushed her onto her back. She gasped and spread her legs in an obscene obvious invitation and I placed my cock head at her entrance. I hesitated for a fraction of a second before plunging my boner deep inside her. She screamed with pleasure as I got into a steady fuck rhythm. I leant forward and pushed my tongue in between her lips. Her tongue eagerly found mine and she took up the initiative in a wet kiss, as we explored each other's mouths.
I grasped a tit in each hand. They were the nice full size I'd always imagined, just filling my hands. When I pinched her nipples she moaned even louder and thrust her pelvis hard back at me in time to my thrusts. Her vagina felt like a tight velvet glove, gripping my throbbing blood-filled phallus as I slipped easily in and out of her.
Her thrusting was desperate as sought to satisfy her craving for my cock. She wrapped her long legs around me, her heels drumming on my buttocks, frantic to make my penetrations as deep as possible.
I remembered dad pushing Daphne's legs wider as he fucked her, but I now went one better, gripping her ankles and pushing her legs as wide and far back as possible. My hard teenage meat was now able to penetrate her pussy to the extreme. Daphne was crying tears of joy. My long hard brutal strokes must have felt to her as if I was splitting her in two.
Daphne had been moaning loudly ever since I'd penetrated her, but now she was really letting rip. Each deep thrust into her juicy tight vagina brought a high scream. Finally I could feel her tensing up and her vaginal muscles clamped around me as she hit her climax and gave the one long loud piercing scream that I'd heard when she was with dad. I let her have two long thrusts and on the final thrust kept my jizz gun hard inside her as I shot my cum, sending my brotherly sperm deep into her.
It was then I heard dad's sarcastic voice behind me, "I thought you were supposed to withdraw before you orgasmed."
I groaned, knowing that I had been caught out. Dad knew that there was no way now that I could say anything to mom.
Mom arrived back home in the afternoon. She was immediately kittenish with dad, mussing his hair and putting her hand on his ass. She clearly had intentions of getting down to some serious sex with him, once she'd got him into bed. Dad, however, had other ideas. When we were alone, he explained his plan to me.
"Jimmy, this is my last chance to fuck your sister again before she leaves us for Detroit. Tonight I'm going to hypnotize your mom to send her to sleep, then I can go into your sister's room and have some fun."
I was furious. "Dad," I said, "mom clearly is looking forward to some loving with you. You need to do your marital duty and satisfy her. If I hear you going into my sister's room tonight I'm going to throw a bucket of cold water over the two of you."
Dad did not look very happy about my statement and, as I left the room, I could see his brow furrowed, thinking hard.
Mom continued to be affectionate with him, rubbing her big breasts against him and pushing back at him in the kitchen with her ass. 'Lucky old dad,' I thought.
It was the last evening we would all be together, as on the next day dad would be leaving on a business trip and Daphne would be leaving for Detroit. Mom wanted us to have some supper together and placed on the table some cheese she'd brought back from her business trip.
"Eating this cheese, we'll all have vivid dreams tonight," she told us with a smile as she opened a bottle of wine for us.
After supper mum sat next to dad all evening on the couch holding his hand as my sister and I sat on separate chairs. Daphne talked enthusiastically about how she was looking forward to her new job in Detroit. I presumed that she must have been looking forward to seeing her fiancé as well, but she never mentioned him. When dad got up and walked into the kitchen, mom followed him. I went to pick up a book that was by the kitchen door so that I could hear them.
Mom must have been leaning towards his ear because her voice was quiet as I heard her whisper, "I'm going upstairs to bed. I'll be a few minutes showering and getting myself ready for you, so take your time coming up. I've bought some new lingerie that I think you'll like. It must be two months since we've had sex and I'm expecting some action tonight."
I hurried back to my seat just in time as mom walked out of the kitchen and made her way upstairs, saying goodnight to Daphne and me over her shoulder.
Twenty minutes later I said goodnight and made my way upstairs. I was leaving dad alone with Daphne, but I knew that dad had believed me when I threatened to throw a bucket of water over him if he tried anything with Daphne. As I reached mom and dad's room I noticed that the door was slightly ajar. I couldn't resist glancing inside. Although mom was not in my direct line of sight, I could see her reflection in the full length mirror. She looked stunning in what I guessed was a newly purchased diaphanous negligee.
With a dry mouth I could see every voluptuous womanly curve. Her breasts were substantially bigger than Daphne's, but there was no sagging. These were large honeydew melons. Daphne's areolae and nipples had been like luscious strawberries; mom's were more like dark ripe plums. As I expected, mom's waist was slightly thicker than Daphne's, but still was trim for a woman of her age.
I dragged my gaze away from mom's tits to her ass. Whereas my sister had a beautiful round bubble butt that looked great in shorts, mom's was on the larger size, but was still round and firm. Her big booty could have starred in a magazine for ass aficionados.
Even mom's legs looked great and my boner got harder as I looked at her blonde pubic hair which she appeared to have trimmed for the benefit of my father.
Before she could see me peering through the slightly open door, I reluctantly crept on to my room. Twenty minutes later, I was lying in bed with a boner that would not disappear. I couldn't get the image of mom out of my mind. It seemed incredible to me that dad could have become bored with such a beautiful voluptuous woman.
I heard my dad and sister say goodnight and heard both their doors close, so I was able to relax a little knowing that dad was behaving himself. I continued to relax until I heard a door opening. I lay there tensely, waiting for the sound of another door opening which would indicate that dad was up to his old tricks. I was determined that he would not get away with anything. But it was not my sister's door which was then opened. It was mine.
As mom entered my room I could see that dad had been using his powers of control again. Mom was staring in front of her, though not with the completely blank stare that my sister had shown. For a fraction of a second I wondered if dad's control was weakening or if mom was in less of a trance because she had not been experiencing dad's instructions over the last few days as my sister had. Nevertheless, I could see that the trancelike state was sufficient for her not to know what she was doing.
I was horrified. As soon as I had seen mom in my doorway I had shouted at her to stop, but it was no use. As with my sister the previous morning, mom was walking towards me determinedly. The breasts I had been peeping at twenty minutes before were swaying mouthwateringly to and fro. I felt my self-restraint vanishing with each of her steps. When she reached my bed, she pulled back my bedclothes with a fierce tug and ripped my boxers down my legs, throwing them on the floor. My hard cock was fully exposed and she excitedly knelt on the bed, pushed my legs apart and grabbed my hot hard salami.
She appeared to wait momentarily, staring at my boner until she moaned, "Oh Jimmy, Jimmy!"
With that exclamation of my name, she bent her head over, opened her mouth and sucked on my pulsating helmet
"Oh mom!" I gasped, although I knew she couldn't hear me.
She had approached me from the front so that she was facing me. Whereas my sister had been curled on the bed, allowing me to access her goodies while she sucked me, frustratingly I couldn't reach mom's tits or ass, but I could touch her head. I intertwined my fingers in her hair, automatically pressing her down as she pushed her lips over my mushroom head and down my shaft.
As she lifted up she licked around the rim of my crown sending me into raptures. Her fingers were eager to join in and she playfully squeezed my balls with her left hand.
Just as I felt my testicles squeezed I heard a scream and knew that dad had penetrated Daphne again. If anything the sound of Daphne's rhythmic cries turned me on even more as mom slid her right hand underneath me and pushed her middle finger into my asshole. The feel of that finger had me groaning as she felt around until she found my prostate gland. The finger started massaging the gland as I began to push her head further down my cock so that my boner was entering her throat. As my helmet rested in her throat she swallowed again and again so that her throat muscles were working round the tip of my boner.
I wanted it all to go on forever, but mom's technique meant my sexual excitement was increasing exponentially. At last she simply rasped her tongue repeatedly against the underside of the head of my helmet. I just had time to hear my sister hit her climax when I simultaneously began one of the best orgasms I had ever had.
Mom was trying to prolong it as long as possible by squeezing my balls and working my asshole and I was sobbing as mom extracted shot after shot of hot fiery cum, swallowing it eagerly.
As I lay back shattered, mom simply stood up and walked out of my room, closing the door behind her. I stared at the door, horrified at what dad had just made my mother do. I was still inwardly cursing him when he opened my door and stepped into my room with a smile on his face.
"Well kid," he said with a smirk, "you're hardly going to tell your mom anything now are you."
I wanted to punch the smile off his face as he continued, "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist having your dick in your mom's mouth."
I looked at him bitterly and said, "What the hell did you say to her dad, 'go and commit incest by sucking your son's cock?"
He laughed. "As a matter of fact Jimmy, all I said was that the person she most fantasized about having sex with was in your bed and she had to give him a blowjob. She probably was thinking of you as Brad Pitt or George Clooney."
I stared at him in shock. I knew that the name she whispered was not Brad or George but Jimmy. It was me she had been fantasizing about. Seeing my incredulous stare, he took my silence as a sign that our conversation was over and left my room.
I lay in bed with a feeling of extreme excitement. My mom had fantasized about having sex with me. My last thoughts as I drifted into a contented slumber were that I now intended to make her dreams come true.
I woke up the next morning in a state of excitement, keen to start the day. Mom and dad had a master bathroom attached to their bedroom, so my sister and I shared the bathroom opposite our bedrooms. I opened my bedroom door a little in order to see when the bathroom would be free. As she emerged I went to enter the bathroom but as she walked past me she muttered, "You'll need to clear it up in there."
As I entered the bathroom I could see what she meant. She had clearly taken the bottles she needed for her move to Detroit, but in the process had emptied most of the cupboards scattering the remaining items on the floor. A couple of bottles were broken. I was fuming. After clearing it all up, it was twenty minutes later that I was able to shower and shave. Finally as I was leaving the bathroom I stepped on a shard of glass, cursing. Eventually, having plastered my wound, I left the bathroom to hear sounds of moaning from my sister's room.
I knew immediately what was going on and looked in dad and mom's room to see mom asleep in an upright position in bed, obviously put to sleep by my father. I turned to my sister's room and entered to see dad on his back in bed with my sister riding him. She had got into a steady pumping motion and was uttering a moan with every forward thrust. As with mom the previous evening, her eyes though slightly staring were not in that deep trance she had looked before. I could see that dad's powers of control were waning, but not to the point that Daphne knew what she was doing. I wondered if afterwards she might remember something, but she had been such a bitch that I now really didn't care. Dad was lounging back, his hands behind his head, just enjoying Daphne doing all the work fucking him.
"I couldn't resist it one last time," dad admitted with a smirk.
Then dad suddenly said, "Hey, why don't you fuck her in the ass at the same time. It would be great to finish with a double penetration."
I was about to give him a sarcastic refusal when two things happened. The first was that I felt a stab of pain from the wound in my foot and the second was that dad leant forward and pulled Daphne on top of him causing her beautiful bubble butt to project out behind her invitingly. Dad had brought in his bottle of oil as usual to spray on Daphne's tits and it was this that I grabbed and splashed oil down the crack of Daphne's ass.
I knelt determinedly behind her and pushed my helmet firmly through the tight opening of Daphne's sphincter, causing Daphne to scream. Dad was holding Daphne down with his arms linked behind her back and I leant forward and grasped Daphne's shoulders so that I had leverage to fuck Daphne's ass with hard deep strokes. I hammered into her until I could feel I was approaching my climax. At that point, dad let Daphne go and I wrapped her hair around my hand and dragged her head back, lifting her off dad. Her ass was even more round and accentuated now and I pounded her unmercifully, each deep thrust bringing a high scream. At the same time dad put his hands up, squeezing Daphne's breasts and pinching her nipples. This took Daphne over the edge and she started the long loud piercing scream that told dad and I that she'd hit her climax. However, this was the loudest and longest scream that Daphne had emitted to date. Her anal and vagina muscles went into spasm, gripping our cocks and causing dad and I to cum at the same time, shooting streams of jizz into my sister.
Dad had to leave quite early to catch his plane, so I was on my own with my sister and mom for breakfast. They were both quite quiet and I wondered if either of them was having thoughts of the sexual activity that had occurred.
"So mom, did you have any vivid dreams last night you want to share with us?" I said with a smile.
Mom blushed bright red and hurriedly said, "No dear, none I can remember."
I knew she was lying. I knew that she thought that she'd had a dream of sucking me off. I really got a hard boner looking at her discomfort.
"Well my dream was very unrealistic," I said with a sigh, "I dreamt that Daphne was being nice to me."
I looked questioningly at Daphne, "Did you dream of me at all Daphne? Perhaps you dreamt of giving your little brother a bit of pleasure."
Daphne's horrified expression said it all. She obviously thought that I could somehow see her dreams. I smiled as I arose from the table turning to mom and saying, "I've decided to help you with the gardening today."
Mom looked shocked. I had never offered to help her with the gardening before. The truth was that I now wanted to be near mom as much as I could.
Mom and I waved goodbye to Daphne as she got into the taxi. Remembering the low level of excited moans that I'd heard when she had sex with Jeb before, I wondered if Daphne would ever get into her conscious mind the traumatic orgasms she achieved with dad and me.
Mom and I spent the day gardening until mom stopped in the late afternoon, holding her back. Thoughtfully, I offered to massage it but suggested that she had a hot shower first. It was an hour later that, having showered myself, dressed in just my bathrobe I knocked on mom's door.
"Come in," she said lightly, as if I could have walked in at any time. She was wearing her bath robe but I could also see a glimpse of brassiere and I assumed she was wearing panties.
"Where do you want me Sir," she said with a laugh and in the same spirit I said, "Please lie face down on the bed Madam with your back exposed."
She undid her bathrobe and, feeling slightly embarrassed, hurriedly lay face down on the bed. I asked her if she had any oil and she lifted a hand, indicating a bottle on the bedside table that I recognized from using on Daphne's ass.
Her panties were not what you would call sexy lingerie. They were quite big, covering most of her ass and I suspected that she had picked them out intentionally as being suitable for when a son is going to massage you.
Pouring oil on the base of her spine I started to work away at the muscles either side, slowly making my way up to her bra straps which were hooked across her back. As I was kneading her muscles I started talking to her in a matter-of-fact voice.
"Oh, by the way mom, I wanted to talk to you about a fantasy."
Mum's face was partly in the pillow, but she managed to reply in a muffled voice, "What fantasy would that be dear?"
I interrupted our easy conversation with a request that I be allowed to undo the hooks of her bra so that I could continue the massage strokes to the top of her spine. Mom grunted an agreement and I swiftly released the hooks, giving me the whole of her bare back to work on.
My hands now were sliding from the base of her spine to the nape of her neck. Getting into some steady strokes up and down her back, I continued the previous conversation.
"Oh yes mom, that fantasy. It's a fantasy of yours."
Mom grunted a muffled puzzled reply. "I don't know what you're talking about dear."
This time, as I slid my hands down, I gripped her panties at the top and pulled them off, roughly tugging then down her legs and over her feet. Mom gave a startled grunt, shocked at my action and started to twist around, holding her bra to hide her tits.
As I removed her panties over her feet I whispered, "You know, the fantasy where we have sex together."
Mom was looking shocked and nervous, not knowing what to say and I used the silent pause to pull her right over on to her back. Then laying down on top of her I started to kiss her, forcing my tongue into her mouth. She immediately responded, kissing me back passionately.
If I thought things would now be straightforward I was mistaken. As I pulled her loose bra away and grabbed one of her big lush tits her hands tried to stop me. She couldn't stop kissing me but clearly was trying to halt proceedings otherwise. Her cause was helpless as, despite her efforts she was unable to prevent me mauling and squeezing those sumptuous melons.
Breaking away momentarily from our kiss, she gasped, "This is madness, you must stop!"
But as her nipples erupted in my fingers, we both knew she was in trouble, and she returned to our kiss with her hands pulling my head to hers, not attempting to stop me fondling her bounteous breasts any longer. Her breathing was becoming heavier as I slid my hand over her stomach and down through her pubic hair. At this point she stopped our kiss again and recommenced her remonstrations.
"God no, this has got to stop," she gasped.
I whispered back, "I'm only doing this because I know you want me to!" and started forcing my fingers between her legs.
She tried to hold her legs together but, as I started sucking on her ripe plum nipples, and at the same time started rubbing her clitoris, she groaned and her legs parted in submission, allowing me to use all the fingers of one hand to really juice up her pussy.
As I moved down her body and put the head of my helmet to her pussy entrance she made one last attempt to stop me gasping, "No, no, we mustn't do this!"
However, we both knew that we had gone too far to pull back and she was screaming with joy as I plunged my boner in her up to the hilt. She was thrusting back at me with eagerness as I fucked her with long hard strokes, causing her to moan loudly with each impalement. She gripped me on the top of my arms digging her nails into my flesh in her excitement, while I grasped her tits and squeezed her nipples.
Soon I realized that she was making very similar sounds to Daphne when I fucked her. She was doing that rhythmic screaming and I knew what to expect when her vaginal muscles clamped around me as she hit her climax and gave the one long loud piercing scream.
Mom had cum so quickly, that I hadn't cum myself, so my boner was a hard as ever as I rolled over, pulling her on top of me. She lay there hardly moving to start off with, regaining her breath. Then slowly she pushed herself up, gazing into my face and said, "How did you know I fantasized about having sex with you?"
I smiled and said, "I don't know. I could just tell. Perhaps it was telepathy. I just decided that I should allow you to make your dream a reality."
Mom smiled again and breathed deeply, pushing herself up so that she was upright straddling me. She started to slowly pump her pelvis, closing her eyes in her bliss.
She looked down at me as she moved her hips and whispered, "Oh God I've been dreaming of being impaled on your big cock for so long, dreaming of riding you hard, fucking you until you shot all of your cum inside me."
With that, she moved a bit faster, loving the feel of my boner as it slid in and out of her tight vagina. She pushed her chest out, her action demanding that my hands reach up and handle her plush fruits that were hanging so deliciously for my delectation.
I was breathing more heavily now as I squeezed her big plump breasts gasping generously, "Go on Mom, enjoy yourself, fuck me harder."
Mom started really grinding her pelvis hard, dragging her vagina out to the tip of my penis, then thrusting it hard back towards me, enveloping my boner until it was in her to the hilt. She was frantic in fucking me as hard as she could, sobbing loudly, "Oh thank you baby, thank you!"
I found I was beginning to feel my climax starting so gasping I said, "Lean forward so that I can suck your nipples."
Mom moaned in delight as she bent forward and I wrapped my mouth around first one succulent teat then the other. The effect on both of us was climactic as our orgasms hit simultaneously and I shot my jizz deep inside my mom.
We lay there quietly for a bit enjoying the cuddle. Eventually mom said, "Well it's been quite a day having my favorite fantasy realized."
"And mine," I added smiling.
As I looked at her lovely face she carried on, "And apart from making love with my gorgeous son, Daphne told me that although she was looking forward to her new job in Detroit, she thought that she would be splitting from Jeb. Apparently she feels that he's not sexually passionate enough for her and she doesn't believe he'll be able to satisfy her. I don't know what has put that idea in her head."
I thought about my sister. Clearly, although she did not have any memory of what dad and I had done to her, it must have had a subconscious effect.
Mom continued, "Then, as your father is leaving, he tells me that he will be going on a course to learn how to hypnotize people. I don't understand it. I thought he was bored when we went to see Mack the Magnificent. He complained that Mack didn't deserve the applause."
I thought about dad gaining full hypnotic powers. At least my sister would be safe in Detroit. However, our next door neighbor, the snooty beautiful redhead, and her gorgeous nineteen year-old daughter, would, I'm sure, be two of dad's first targets. As I was thinking of what dad would be doing to the women, mom noticed that my penis, which she was gently fondling, was starting to grow in her fingers.
"Hey, what are you thinking about Tiger?"
"This," I said, as I pulled her into a kneeling position facing the bedhead.
"I want to show you my second favorite fantasy."
As I was saying these words, I had poured oil over her butt cheeks and started pushing my finger in her asshole. Mom started moaning her appreciation and gave a gasp of excited surprise as I eased my boner into her sphincter. I commenced a steady fucking motion.
As my thighs were slapping into mom's ass cheeks, my boner pumping in and of her warm anal sheath, I decided, after all that had happened, that Mack the Magnificent had deserved his applause after all.
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