Warning! The sex described in this story is extremely casual. There are also a lot of incestuous encounters. If any of this bothers you, I advise you to read another story. If not, enjoy!
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Who-is-who: (returning characters)
Jamie, the protagonist of the story, has one younger sister Cindy, who is engaged to Jason.
Their parents are Cynthia and Mark.
Their neighbors are Simon and Caroline.
Jason's mom is Lorna.
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Several hours later I awoke, with Jason still half on top of me, his limp cock resting against my inner thigh. The TV had gone into power saving mode, so except for a small light on the other side of the room, everything was dark. It took me a few seconds to figure out what had woken me up. It was the sound of a car stopping on the driveway. Seconds later, I could hear the rattling of a key chain at the back door. When it opened, I could barely make out a woman's silhouette, which I figured was Jason's mom, Lorna. As soon as she was in, she dropped her purse on the floor, slammed the door shut and flicked on the light in the kitchen and living room at the same time. This of course woke up Jason.
Completely ignoring us, she stormed off into the hallway. When Jason got up and followed her, I did the same, not sure as to why. Clearly worked up, she stormed into the toilet, leaving the door wide open. She was wearing black, low boots, black pants, a matching jacket -- with her name tag still on her left breast side, all buttons undone -- and a white blouse -- the top two buttons opened, giving her a wonderful cleavage. Her hair was tied up in a knot. Her makeup was classy and not too obvious; she looked absolutely gorgeous!
Lorna dropped down on the toilet seat and turned to face the open door as she hastily undid her pants with both hands, pushing them down over her thighs and exposing her light-blue panties. Then she yanked her blouse open -- swiftly opening all the buttons, except the bottom one -- revealing her flesh-colored bra. After quickly reclining, she used her left hand to lean on backwards, while her right hand started going berserk in her panties. Her mouth opened into a beautiful 'O' and her eyes closed as her face started to contort with pleasure. It was clear that she was in dire need of some relief.
Jason and I just stood there, watching this sensual and erotic scene. As the hand in her panties started moving faster and faster, her mouth opened even wider. After playing with herself for about twenty seconds, she sat up and used her left hand -- the one she'd been leaning backwards on -- to push her bra up, exposing her beautiful tits and incredibly erect nipples. Almost immediately afterwards, that same left hand slid down to her crotch and took over from her right hand. Now, she brought her right index and middle fingers to her mouth and started sucking on them.
After a few seconds, her left hand grabbed her panties, pulled them to the side and exposed her trimmed pussy to us. As she took her fingers out of her mouth, she opened her eyes and looked down as she inserted her right index and middle finger into her moist pussy. She bit her lip and loudly moaned as she drove her fingers deep inside. She arched her back and moaned even louder, closing her eyes again. She started finger fucking herself hard and fast. Lewd, juicy sopping sounds filled the small room and reverberated out into the hallway. She tilted her head backwards, facing the ceiling as her body bucked and shook on the toilet seat.
Meanwhile, I took my eyes off of the scene, just long enough to wrap my hand around Jason's incredibly fat cock and began stroking it gently, feeling it pulsate and throb in my hand. For a few seconds, Lorna leaned back on her left hand again, as her right hand slipped a third finger inside of her, leaving just her pinky and her thumb out of her twat. She leaned against the left wall with her shoulder for support and fingered herself so hard that her ass bucked off the seat with every jab, making it seem like she was riding an incredibly fast rodeo bull. This continued for about three minutes, during which Jason leaked precum in my hand twice.
Then, her body started twisting and convulsing on the toilet seat. The wide intoxicating smile on her face indicating that all the lust welling up inside of her was about to culminate into a spectacular orgasm. As her hand moved more frantically with every passing second, she pursed her lips and put her face against the wall again, slowly beginning her climax, which lasted a solid two minutes. During his mother's orgasm, Jason's climaxed under my gentle stroking and flung three fat ropes onto the hallway floor. He came in silence, not moving a muscle except for the involuntary contractions caused by his orgasm. Like me, he obviously didn't want to miss a second of his mother's enchanting performance. At the end of her orgasm, Lorna stopped breathing for what must have been at least twenty seconds, her entire body frozen.
Afterwards, as she was sitting there, recovering and panting heavily, Jason stepped over his own cum on the floor and pushed his cock against his mother's right cheek. He squeezed out the last bit of cum as he moved his cock towards her chin, leaving behind a thin line of white goo. Lorna either didn't care or was too far gone in post-orgasmic bliss to react. After giving his mom a peck on her forehead, Jason signaled me to follow him upstairs. I spent the night at Jason's, sharing his bed -- along with my sister -- with him spooning me, both of us facing Cindy, and I fell asleep with his hands cupping my tits.
The following morning I awoke in the same position, on my left side and Jason's hand still on my right tit. Before opening my eyes, I reached back with my right hand and found his semi-hard cock. Although he was still asleep, his body reacted instinctively and as his cock started growing, his pelvis slowly pressed up against me as he moaned softly. I lifted my right leg and put his cock between my thighs. With my left hand, I held my pussy open as my right one guided his big cock into me. On automatic pilot, his body pushed forward, penetrating me. It wasn't until after the third shove -- when he was all the way inside of me -- that he woke up properly. He moved his hand from my tit to my shoulder so he could thrust into me harder. He screwed me hard and deep but slow, too slow for me to cum.
Jason fucked me for nearly ten minutes, after which he pulled his cock out and squirted his morning nut juice all over my bush and my inner thighs. When he rolled onto his back to catch his breath, I got up from the bed -- crawling over my sister, who was still sleeping -- and walked out. I didn't even look back and headed straight for the bathroom.
To my surprise, Lorna was in there, but figuring we had to meet sooner or later, I just continued in and closed the door behind me.
"Good morning."
"Morning," she said murmured, as she was brushing her teeth, in her underwear -- a white bra with matching panties.
"Mind if I take a shower?" I asked as I stepped into the shower completely naked.
Lorna bent forward, spat in the sink and rinsed her mouth, then said, "Go right ahead, Jamie is it?"
"Yeah," I replied as I carefully turned on the water.
"Jason mentioned you a couple of times, he told me you're an ever bigger whore than your sister," she said, turning around and blatantly staring at my tits and my exposed cunt.
I looked at her, fought a proud smile and asked, "He said that?"
"He did."
I smiled, a little shy, not sure how to respond to that as I fumbled with the faucet, trying to get the water temperature right.
"So, is it true?" Lorna asked as she hooked both her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her knees, "Are you a whore, Jamie?"
I looked at her for a few seconds, then walked over to her and kneeled down in front of her. Looking her straight in the eyes, I slowly put my head between her legs and gave her snatch a little lick.
"Mmmm, I guess you are," she said as she put her feet together, causing her panties to drop to the floor, then pulled her left leg up and placed that foot on the sink, spreading herself wide open for me. I ate her out for as long as she let me. She sighed, gasped and gently stroked my hair for minutes on end.
Then suddenly, she put her foot down and stepped away, whispering, "I am going to the bakery to get some breakfast, is it just the two of you?"
