When last we spoke -- or I posted, actually -- I'd been talking about the surprise I got when I'd woken up on Saturday morning, after driving to my family's home for a long weekend from college. The surprise was the fact I'd caught both Elise and Zack, my mother and brother, in his room as she knelt on the floor between his naked legs, sucking happily away on his hard cock!
What was a further surprise was that not only was I turned on as fuck, watching them sex it up, but Mom had been aware of my presence; standing out in the hallway, hidden behind my brother's half-open bedroom door. Before I knew what hit me, Mom had pulled me in with her seductive will and soon she and I were both naked, on our knees, slurping Zack's prick.
Sure, it was incest. Yeah, that was one thing that did nag in the back of my mind, even when I was so turned on that I started emulating Mom's dirty talking while coaxing my little brother into cumming all over both of our faces. But, honestly, after it was all said and done, I couldn't deny that having sex with him and Mom was the hottest thing to ever happen to me in my entire life.
In the end, they both spent the rest of the weekend showing me just how good family sex could be. Yes, both of them, because one other thing I learned was that my mother was bisexual . . . and fuck, could that woman eat pussy! Under their care and gentle loving -- and at times not-too gentle! -- I learned a lot more about sex and making love by the time I had to return to my classes at college.
One of the most memorable moments for me was the following Sunday. All day that Saturday, Mom and Zack put me through my paces; sticking to mostly oral sex and stimulation with their talented fingers. Fuck! My pussy was one pleased little kitty by the time they let me stagger off to bed to find some respite and rest.
I think Mom kept my baby brother from fucking me all day, simply because she knew if he and I did go all the way, our first time together was going to be something we'd want to remember . . . which, looking back on it now, that's exactly how it turned out to be.
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Sunday arrived and aside from Mom's usual routine of coffee, going to the store for donuts or pasties, we usually slept in as a family until mid-morning.
I came awake with all the ease of a classic weekend morning; a lazy sunrise, which didn't jar me when the sunlight peeked through my bedroom window. Accompanied by the soft sounds of the local bird song and a light touch of music, drifting up from the radio in the kitchen downstairs . . . well, it was a nice way drift out of dreamland.
I'd gone to bed nude, with my body feeling delightful from all of the attention it had been given. I stretched out, feeling a shiver run from my head down to the tips of my toes. Mmm! I guess having good sex was beneficial for having a good mood, because I was feeling great, even though I wasn't eager to get up just then. Rolling over, I let the light sheet drag across my soft skin, nuzzling into my pillow as I smiled . . . nah, no need to get up that quick.
I was snuggled up with my pillow for nearly twenty minutes I figure, and was feeling drowsy enough to drop back off to sleep again. That's when I felt the bed dip behind me. Before I could turn over, the sheet lifted and a warm body slid in, curling in close to my back as an arm snaked around my tummy in a hug.
Well, considering Mom had to be out and about her business, there was only one other person it could be.
"Mmmm, 'mornin' Zack," I murmured.
A smiling pair of lips pressed against my cheek, before I heard Zack's deep voice, "Good morning yourself, Kerry-bear."
With a giggle, I rolled over and faced my nineteen year-old brother; moving in close, while discovering he was as naked as me, and warm as a hot water bottle as I reached up to wrap my arms around him. "Mm! Someone's being a bad boy, I see . . . getting into your sister's bed without any pajamas on."
Zack hugged me tight, before saying, "Kerry, you should know I stopped wearing pajamas years ago! It's much more comfy wearing just boxer-briefs . . . or, not a damn thing at all." He arched one eyebrow in a devilish manner.
Rolling my eyes, I none the less was smiling as I scooched closer to kiss his mouth. "Well, if you have to ask my preference, I'd have to say the later suits you best."
Zack just smiled, running his hands across my arm and side. "I'll keep that in mind for the future, sis."
Raising up to look over his tall body, I asked, "Where's Mom?"
"She's gone for a while," Zack said. "Gone to get coffee and some breakfast that's more substantial than just donuts." With a chuckle he added, "After all our bedroom activities yesterday . . . well--?"
"Yeah, I could go for something good in my tummy," I said, shivering with the memory of what we three did yesterday. "So, what's the deal with you now? You just wanted to cuddle with your sister this morning?"
As I asked the question, Zack's touch became softer and more sensual, drifting lower to cup my ass as he pulled me closer. "Well . . . considering Mom's not here, and we did have some fun yesterday, I was thinking--?" He broke off as he tipped his hips closer. That's when I felt a sizable piece of his anatomy pressed up along my tummy.
"Oh!" I was surprised, feeling the rounded head of his dick leaving a bit of precum against my navel. A slight bit of hesitation fluttered across my mind . . . after all, when we were doing all the sex stuff, we had Mom to coax us along and keep things moving. Could I do this with Zack alone, just the two of us? Was I really that prepared to have full-on, penetrating sex with my brother?
Zack must've sense my bit of unease, because he said gently, "You don't have to do anything, honey, but . . . considering it's just me and you, I thought we could start off the morning in a nice way."
I asked, "But . . . what about Mom?"
