Many thanks, once again, to tangentjoker for editing this story.
This story is about an incestuous relationship. All the characters are age 18, or more.
To better understand this story you may want to read the previous chapters.
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My last exam was Tuesday morning. I had a few days before graduation so I used the time packing things at my apartment. My roommate wasn't returning the following year. He had a job lined up after graduation. We did the town together as a way of saying goodbye. There were quite a few girls out, too, but none of them interested me. I had all I needed, or wanted. My mother, and now, her sister Janet were more than enough. My roommate did score, though. I didn't see him again for two days.
Mother was going to arrive Thursday evening. Her sisters would be arriving Friday. Everyone planned to stay until Sunday.
I talked, on the phone, with Mother. She told me, "Janet made it a point to let me know that Earl would not be at the graduation. He has to work that weekend. She also told me that she let Earl convince her to try oral, after they had watched some porn together. She said Earl is turning into a pretty good lover, but she doesn't intend to give up her relationship with us. She doesn't intend to tell Earl about us, either.
"I have news about Edith. Janet says they got down to the nitty-gritty. Edith has the hots for family, too. She wants to be part of our little group. Janet told me that they thought about the two of them making love, but decided to wait until we were all together. At least for the first time."
"It's going to be a very interesting weekend," I told Mother. "Do we have any plans?"
Mother laughed, "I hope you can handle three horny ladies, Sweetheart."
Thursday afternoon my mother called me when she had checked into the hotel. She had left work at noon. It didn't take me long to get there.
As soon as she let me into her room, we were in each other's arms. We rained kisses on each other.
I whispered to her, "I feel like eating you."
"Oh baby, I've been wet for two days thinking about you. My panties are soaked from the drive here. Get undressed," she told me as she led me to the bed. I stripped quickly, but a bit clumsily.
She pulled her skirt up as I slid to my knees in front of her. I pressed my head into her mound, enjoying the fragrance of arousal that seeped through the silk of her panties. I ran my hands along her nylon clad thighs to the top of the panties. I pulled them over her hips, letting them fall to her feet. She stepped out of them. She sat on the side of the bed, her skirt lifted, her legs spread wide in an erotic display of lust.
I gazed at her pussy. The warm, wet Shangri-La inviting me, wanting me. The pleasing triangle of brown hair capping it. Trimmed, but only the wilder parts. I liked her pussy crowned with hair. I liked to rub my face on it. I liked the feel of it on my skin as I ate her cunt.
I loved eating my mother while she was fully dressed or almost fully dressed. Something about her bare pussy hidden beneath a skirt, dress, or a nightgown was terribly exciting for me. My sexual fantasies were filled with images of myself kneeling before her, lifting the hem of whatever garment she was wearing. I dreamed of exposing the glory of her pussy, her hot cunt. I imagined the scents of aroused woman; the taste of my mother's juices; the raspy feel of her nylons against my bare skin. These things aroused me to unimagined heights.
That day, the muskiness was strong. Her arousal sent signals to the world. It told of her want, her need. She didn't want foreplay. Her fingers grabbed my hair; drawing my face to her heat; to her hot, deep, womanhood. She rubbed her slick juices over my face, scent marking me as her own. My eager lips and tongue sucked her, licked, ate her, and made her cum. My mother's legs clasped me and squeezed me. Her heels drummed on my back. I heard incoherent cries as orgasms took her; made her wild. My cock was rock hard, throbbing. I stood and plunged my manhood into her. Her legs clasped my hips. I fucked my mother; thrusting into her hot, slick, cunt. She met my lunges with welcoming cries. She held me with her nylon clad legs. Her arms reached for me. Her lips were wet and slack. Her face was an incoherent mask of lust. I filled her cunt with my cum. My body sang with release, with the joy of orgasm.
I slid to my knees, unable to support myself. I rested my head on her thigh, between her lewdly spread legs, and watched our mixed cum seep from hot depths of her pussy. I licked it from her and stood on tottering legs to lie on the bed with Mother.
****Interlude****
Mother and her sisters, Janet and Edith, along with myself, were all gathered in mother's suite. It was late Friday afternoon. It was the day before my graduation ceremony. We were preparing to dine at the hotel restaurant. Janet and Edith had each had a couple of glasses of wine. My mother hadn't had any, at least not yet. She had told me earlier she wanted to keep a clear head.
Aunt Edith looked a lot like a dark haired version of her sister, Janet. I could see she wore nylons under a shortish skirt.
At the restaurant both my aunts had a margarita before dinner. Mother and I had coffee. The women were chatting. I was keeping quiet unless a remark or question was directed at me.
By the time dinner was over, Janet and Edith had a glow on. They were not drunk, but pleasantly high. We all went back to mother's suite.
After a couple of more wines, Aunt Edith said, "Mary, I've always wondered how you and David resolved the incident at the lunch. The time you had too much to drink. Now that I know the answer, I have to say I approve.
"Not only do I approve, it makes me hot, too. I've been looking forward to this weekend since Janet told me everything."
Janet was sitting next to Aunt Edith on the couch. She put her arm around her sister and pulled her close for a kiss on the lips. There was nothing sisterly about it. I whispered to Mother that she should join them. She sat on the other side of Aunt Edith. She put her arm around her, too. Aunt Edith turned to her. She kissed Mother much as she had with Aunt Janet.
"Let's get comfortable," Aunt Edith said. She stood to take her blouse off, followed by her skirt. Both her sisters followed her example.
Mother looked over at me and said, "You, too, David."