As I start drifting to the surface of consciences from a peaceful sleep I start recalling my wonderful dream. I'm sitting at the kitchen table, my grandmother lying on the table and I'm eating her pussy. Then my mom is on the table and I'm eating her pussy as my grandmother is sucking my dick. As I wake completely I lick my lips, take a deep breath, and open my eyes. Four things penetrate to my sleepy brain at the same time. First, I'm in my mother's bed: second, I taste pussy on my lips: third, I smell pussy on my mustache: forth, I'm in bed alone. Then it dawns on me, it wasn't a dream it really happened.
I sit up and hear quiet conversation from the kitchen. When I look around I see my shorts on the foot of the bed and put them on. I sit on the edge of the bed thinking about what we did earlier that morning and wondering what mom and grandma will say or do now that the passion of the moment has passed. I take a deep breath, stand up and walk to the kitchen to face the music.
As I reached the kitchen I stop to listen.
"I cannot believe what we have just done. How did I... we let it happen?" my mom asked in a sorrowful voice.
"He felt my breast and it has been so long since anyone has done that or even wanted to do that. It felt so good I didn't want him to stop." grandma Bee replied. "I never thought it would go that far."
"As he sucked on my nipple I was so lost in excitement I didn't even notice his hand slide down under my pajamas until his finger entered me. Then when he knelt down and pull my pajamas down I never expected him to lick me there. No one has ever done that to me. I was repulsed by the idea and almost stopped everything. Then his tongue licked my clit and I had a little orgasm and my mind emptied of everything but the pleasure I felt." described Bee.
"When I saw his face buried between your legs I was outraged that he would take such liberties with you. Then, as I watched, I saw the pleasure on your face and I was so turned on and jealous that it wasn't me who was feeling such pleasure." mom sighed.
Mom thought a moment then confessed. "I tried to get Tom to eat me when we were married but he never would. I did have a guy do it to me once after the divorce but it never felt as good or gave me an orgasm like Danny did this morning."
"Something else I've never done before is suck a man's dick till he shot off. I would suck Joe to get him hard then I would put him inside me to finish." Bee confessed. "I don't know what came over me this morning but when I saw him eating you and his dick sticking out I felt I just had to do something so I sucked him. I planned to stop sucking when he got close to coming and finish with my hand but I got so involved and he came in my mouth. Have you ever done that?"
"I did it to Tom out of love and passion we were first married, like you did to get him hard, but when he wouldn't return the favor I stopped. Then he started making me suck him off when I was on my period and the last few months of my pregnancy. There was no love however, just 'Come here and suck my dick Jo' and he'd drop his pants. I always had to be on my knees in front of him to do it. It made me feel like a cheap whore, which is part of the reason I kicked him out. How did Danny' sperm taste?"Mom asked
"When his first spurt hit the back of my throat I was surprised and swallowed by reflex so I didn't taste anything. Then as he started oozing I could taste it. I thought I'd hate it but it wasn't bad. It was thick like castor oil but with no real taste, just a little salty. I think it will be an acquired taste and I would like to acquire it" The both chuckled.
"Well," mom sighed, "what do we do now?"
Ok, they didn't seem mad at me so I stepped in the kitchen like nothing unusual had happened. "Good morning mom" I said with a smile and kissed her on the lips and brushed my hand on her breast. "Good morning Bee", I smiled and kissed her on the lips with a squeeze of her breast. Neither of them returned my kiss but they did not turn away and said nothing about my touch.
I went to get a cup of coffee and Bee turned in her chair and looked at me. "Honey, go wash your face, you smell like old pussy."
"Grandma!" I said, a little surprised at her use of the word pussy."I've never heard you use foul language."
"Why don't you go ahead and take a shower", mom added, "We all need to sit down and have a talk about what happened this morning."
I took a swallow of coffee and headed to the bathroom hoping one or both would join me in the shower. They didn't!
Since no one joined me I finished my shower quickly, wrapped a towel around my waist and opened the door. Mom heard me come out and called for me to come and have a seat at the table. As I approached the kitchen I saw they were still sitting in their robes so I steeled my nerves and through the towel down in the hall and walked into the kitchen as naked as the day I was born just like it was the most natural thing to do.
I may have looked casual but inside I was as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. My manhood was soft and swayed as I walked to the counter, warmed my cup of coffee and sat down at the table. All the while I could feel two pairs of eyes on me.
Once my shaft was hidden by the table the trance was broken. Mom looked at Bee to start the conversation. Bee looked back at mom not knowing how to start. I gave them a moment and when they didn't say anything I started.
"Well, let me start by saying I love both of you very much," I said. "I had not planned the events of this morning. I have fantasized about seeing both of you naked and touching and sucking on your breast. I even thought about what it would be like to make love to each of you. This morning sort of just got out of hand or maybe it got into hand. Either way it was a dream come true for me and you both seemed to enjoy it. I know it is incest and thought of as morally, biologically, and legally wrong.
"The way I see it, if you mom, or you Bee, had given in to me when I asked to see and feel your breast when I was 16 then it would have been morally wrong. However, I'm 30 now and we all are consenting adults. At least you both seemed to consent to receiving my oral administration and I most definitely consented to give it.
"The other reason incest is morally wrong is because it sets up a competition between the father and son for the affection of the wife/mother. Mom, dad left you 7 years ago and isn't coming back. Bee, it's been 3 years since Joe died so that competition is not in play." Mom and Bee just sat and looked at each other then back at me.
After a moment of no response I continued, "The biological danger is inbreeding and since both of you have had hysterectomies that is not a danger.
"As for legality, our actions are most definitely illegal. However, we are consenting adults and in the privacy of our own home, so as long as we do not start telling everyone we are OK to continue expressing our love for each other."
"Continue?" they both said in unison with a surprised look on their faces.