+All characters depicted are at least 18
I needed time to recharge. We watched some TV while mom snuggled up to me on the loveseat, playing with my semi-hard dick. She grabbed my still sticky shaft and began jerking me off slowly, eager for me to get completely hard again.
"Eat my pussy, Jeff."
It was a cross between a request and an order. I dropped to my knees, put my face between the taut thighs and nuzzled up to the drenched flower, the hard knob at the front more than obvious. I wondered if she'd ever fucked Tina with it. It wasn't long enough to fuck my ass, but lengthy enough to pinch between my thumb and first two fingers. I pursed my lips and sucked the hard clit. Mom's legs stiffened and her hands gripped the arms of the chair, her chest heaving as I wriggled my tongue as deeply as it could go.
"Holy shit, Jeff! Look at what you're doing to mom!"
I looked up at her, contortions twisting her face. Her eyes were glassy as though she'd had too much wine. I quit, afraid I might be hurting my mother. The woman's glazed eyes came into focus as she grabbed my head and shoved it back between her legs.
"Damn, brother, Imma want some of that later."
Mom's face relaxed after she came a second time. Her cream flowed heavily onto the couch cushion. Oh good, I thought, now I have something to sniff when mom's not home. Of course, I could always go into the laundry hamper after mom's taken her panties off. Sniffing something that's been so close to her often juicy cunt would be the second best thing. Masturbating, at this point, seemed to be a waste of good cum. Only in emergencies, I reasoned. After all, I had two of the best lovers at my beck and call. Even if I was actually at theirs.
My tool was hard once again. It was great to be young. I looked at Tina, who wiggled her finger toward herself. I walked over on my knees, and once I did I parted her legs and pressed my face against drenched pussy. I sucked and licked even harder than I had mom, and the response was similar with her eyes damn near bulging out as she banged her palms on the chair. I bit her clit, I thought, a little too hard. She just slumped down as if melting and begging for more of the same.
Tina's musky scent was even stronger than mom's, but not unpleasant. In fact, the smell emanating from her twat drove me to eat her with an even greater fervor than mom had enjoyed.
Suddenly the younger woman got up and yanked my arm. I looked at mom as my sister pulled me toward her old room. Once in there she fell onto the bed, legs splayed, pink flesh glistening. Without thinking I got on top of her and eased my seven inches inside her. I heaved as I humped, wondering if mom was jealous that Tina was getting all my attention, even if it was temporary. After all, my twin would be going home eventually. I could get all the satisfaction I sought from mom.
As much pussy as I was going to get, not only tonight, but going forward, I still had teenage idiosyncracies. I still couldn't wait to sniff mom's dirty panties, to wrap them around my wiener and jack off, never mind that I still considered it a waste of good cum. At this age I could generate a lot. The real thing smelled a hell of a lot sexier than soiled underwear, but the undies were kinda like forbidden fruit. Mom knew I sneaked a whiff now and again. I don't think she would mind. I posited that she might even enjoy watching me jack off in them now and again. I wouldn't know how right I was until a few days from now. But more about that later.
Tina grabbed my hand and nearly dragged me to her old bedroom. "Come on you little fucker," she said harshly, as though she couldn't wait to have my dick inside her.
"Hey little brother," my sister said after we were laying down. "Did you know I was wearing panties when I walked into the house?"
I looked at her, ready to correct her since I'd not seen her leave since walking in, nor did I see her taking her underwear off. But she reached under the bed and retrieved a pair of black panties that seemed a little too small to belong to our mother (Tina was just the slightest less hippy than was mom, and while mom sported 36Cs, Tina was more like a cool 34C, which I know has nothing to do with panties, but the point is my twin was smaller than mom.
"Hmm, they seem to have cooled a bit. I think I should heat them up a little, don't you?"
With that she put the underwear on and started rubbing her crotch. Once the part of the panties that touched her cunt was thoroughly soaked, she rolled them off, and rubbed the musky scented material on my face, balled them up and shoved the garment into my open mouth. She put her finger over her lips to caution me to be quiet, then she pushed me down onto the bed, instructing me to remain on all fours. With a deft tongue she started licking my asscrack.
"You're not the only one that likes a sweet ass," she growled as the mouth organ swiped up and down between my cheeks.
Tina began massaging my ass, then without warning she smacked it hard. Although it stung, I wanted her to do it again, which she gladly did. Then a third time, and again and again, till I felt as red as a ripe tomato.
"Listen, you mother fucker, I'm gonna check with mom at least once a week, and if she ever tells me you didn't give her everything you have, and then some, I'll bring my belt over and we'll both have licks on that sweet ass. And by licks, I don't necessarily mean with our tongues."
"I will, I will, I promise." The word "necessarily" echoed in my head. I couldn't wait till I got a chance to spank those two shapely asses. As they say "it hurt so good." And damn did it ever get my sexual juices flowing like never before.
"Look, Jeff, I never told anyone before, about how I really feel about you having sex with either of us."
