My Mom Is a Slut

There is an untold truth about swimming pools, especially ones frequented by curious children. Untold, because of the image the truth elicits regarding bodily fluids and the water that you are swimming in. Also untold because of the awkward nature of the subject - masturbation. After saving their money for a year, slaves aaron and maryanne had installed their lovely swimming pool. Soon after, they themselves learned this untold truth as they soon learned the process of avoiding looking at exactly what it was that their son and daughter did (individually, not together!) when they jumped into the crystal clear water, and then swam directly over to one of the two water-jets at the end of the pool.

But, on this occasion, all eyes were on the twins as they both rather awkwardly held their position in front of the fast-flowing water, keeping the pressure right where it felt best, whilst their parents and Master and Mistress watched on from the steps of the pool. Before starting Master had given his youngest slave a lecturer on the dangers of blasting her privates with jets of water, however once he was satisfied that she understood, he told both of the twins that the last one to orgasm would receive a reward. Skinny dipping in the pool wasn't entirely new to the teens. They had occasionally played truth or dare with their friends when their parents weren't home leading to some naked pool time, but the fact that they had both learned to masturbate using the water-jets was not something they ever expected to admit to someone, nor to demonstrate the activity in front of their parents.

Glancing to her side, sandy saw her brother enjoying the flow of the water. As she found herself feeling rather awkward instead of sexy, she began considering the idea of faking an orgasm just to beat her brother. Before that idea could chrysalis, both Master and Mistress glided through the water and took up positions behind the twins, moving their hands over their young bodies under the water. The slaves enjoyed the new sensations of having someone touching them as they did something that had til then always been private. When Mistress' fingers played with the flow against slave sandy's clit, she found herself rolling her hip under the water to try to better the sensation it was causing her body. When Master pressed his fingers under slave steven's balls, the teen found himself pressing back against his Master's body as the sensation both stimulated his perineum and tightened the skin on his cock, making the blast of water better pleasure him.

Seeing sandy's body tense just a matter of feet from him made steven excited, knowing she was having yet another orgasm in his presence, but also wondering what his reward was going to be. Trembling in the water sandy let out a long moan, then tried to move herself away from the stream of water that was pounding her clit, only to find Mistress' body pressing her back up against the jet. The teen brother watched on, wondering if Mistress was punishing his sister for not begging permission to have her orgasm.

"Count, slave. Count to ten." Mistress said in sandy's ear over the noise of her moans and the water.

All sandy could muster was a guttural whimper as the orgasm from the pressure on her clit continued.

"Count!"

"One, two, three - please i - i " she managed between splutters, her hands writhing on the side of the pool.

"Slower."

After crying out again she restarted. "One... two..."

"Mm," Mistress pondered, interrupting her. "How about, in French."

The slave girl lowered her head in frustration as her pussy became more and more sensitive as her orgasm was now reaching over one minute in duration.

"Un, deux, quat - oh fuck! - trois, quatre, cinq..." sandy struggled through her French, never having imagined such a need for the language of love.

Smiling over her shoulder, Mistress reached between sandy's legs and used her fingers to better expose the girl's clitoris to the insistent flood of water.

"Sex sept huit neuf dix!" sandy hurriedly finished, and was relieved when Mistress pulled her away from the water-jet and into her arms, clinging to her tight as she tried to regain her breath. As she held the girl, she kissed her on the mouth, calling her a good little slave.

Master's hand had found its way around slave steven's cock during sandy's French lesson, but now he simply used the teen's cock to guide him to the steps.

Still holding the boy's cock with one hand, Master pulled slave aaron's face to his, and kissed his lips passionately. Master whispered, "you should be proud." Then turning to sandy, he added, "I have a task for you, slave girl. I've allowed your father's cock to be out of its cage for far too long now. I want you to take your father and put his cage back on. Take some ice and a towel like I showed you before. If needed, I'm sure slave aaron can give you some pointers. First however, you are to take him in the shower. Make sure he is nice and clean. Do you understand, slave?"

Realizing the importance of having her Master trust her to perform such a task, sandy nodded her head.

"Do you have any questions, slave?"

For a moment sandy thought about the experience of taking the cage off, and putting it back on. Getting the first ring over her father's balls had seemed the hardest part. "What if i can't get the first ring on, Master," she asked.

"Try a little more ice, slave. I have faith in you. Go now."

Sitting on the step, slave maryanne watched her daughter as she boldly followed Master's lead and grabbed her father playfully by his rather shrunken wet cock and lead him out of the pool and into the house, walking gingerly once through the glass doors so as to not slip on the tiles inside. A small knot formed in her stomach as she wondered whether Master was going to hand her husband's chastity key duties from herself to her daughter.

As the more adult adults exchanged a few glances and passing comments about the warm water and hardened nipples, slave steven waited awkwardly with his cock still in Master's hand, wondering what his reward was going to be.

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Once more steven found himself laying on the rug in the living room, naked. But this time, Mistress Erin was straddling his body, and instead of watching his sister sliding her horny wet pussy over their father's cock, the sexy older woman was sliding her horny wet pussy over his hard cock.

After getting out of the pool, Master had sent slave maryanne to grab some towels, and then had slave steven dry Mistress Erin's body, and slave maryanne dry his own. The slaves then had to dry each other, and Mistress had made sure to tease slave steven just a little at the erection that sprung up as he dried his mother's body. When Master had then directed steven to the rug, he assumed this was for his reward for the pool 'game'.

Mistress Erin's hair tickled slave steven's face as she leant herself down, smiling at the teen as she moved her pussy in short pulses on his shaft, before kissing him firmly on his lips. "Are you enjoying your first day of slavery, steven?"

"Yes, Mistress. i am."

"Would you like me to take your virginity, slave?" she teased, staring into his eyes. After drying it with the towel, Erin's hair had fluffed out, and gave them some sense of intimacy, allowing the horny teenager to forget that his mother and Master were still right there in the room. Mistress' pussy pressed all the harder along his shaft.

"God, err, yes Mistress, i do, i would like, i... i'm yours..." he readily and openly gushed at the idea of finally getting to lose his virginity.

"Will you do whatever I say, slave?"

They both knew it was a loaded question, but despite the short time frame involved, steven had long since understood that this experience that he and his sister had embarked on was one where saying "Yes Master," and "Yes Mistress" was always going to arrive at a better outcome than saying "No".

"Yes Mistress, i will. Whatever you say, Mistress."

Mistress kissed his lips again, lingering, parting them with her tongue and enjoying his taste. "Good boy... Lift your knees, slave."

Wiggling his hips, steven walked his feet up, pushing his knees upward. Keeping her face inches from his, Mistress praised the new slave, before giving her own ass a wiggle, making her pussy slide side to side on his cock, drawing out further moans of pleasure. The slave's moans however turned to a surprised gasp as he felt fingers pulling at the plug that was still lodged in his ass.

"Push, sexy slave," Mistress cooed at steven, and after realizing the words were instructions, he tensed his muscles helping to allow the fingers pulling at it to pop the plug free. Despite the intimacy of Mistress and the smell of her pool-hair, steven could smell the faint hint of his own ass in the air. From the size of the fingers that he'd felt between his cheeks, steven knew it was his Master who had just extracted the toy from his rear. When he felt a pair of knees slide between his own legs, Mistress Erin could see the expression of uncertainty in his eyes. Slowly she raised her head and chest from his, allowing him to see indeed it was Master Nathan who had worked his way between slave steven's legs.

For a moment steven tried to move his mouth to speak, before finally engaging his voice. "i'm not sure that was the virginity i was expecting," he stammered nervously.

Mistress Erin traced a finger over the nervous teen boy's lips. "Hmm, but stevie... you know how much your daddy loves feeling Master Nathan's lovely cock in his ass, right?" she simmered softly. Remembering the times over the past two nights that he had heard his dad's moans from the bedroom, the virgin slave nodded his head shyly, before turning his head, chewing his lip much like his sister often did. As he turned, he saw his mother sitting on her heels near the sofa, watching what was happening to her son. The scene before her looked not too dissimilar to one of the few times her husband had been inside Mistress Erin, when he had surrendered to Master, before he was caged.

"Are you worried it will hurt, slave?" Mistress' voice brought his attention back to the feminine weight that was astride him. Before he could answer, steven felt the tip of the plug return to his ass, wiggling gently against his hole without trying to enter. "Did you think the plug in your ass all day was just to make you sparkle?" Mistress leant in and nibbled on slave steven's ear. "Have you ever heard your father moan so loud as when Master fucks him? Had you ever heard your mother make him moan like that?" The older woman slid her horny pussy quickly along the slave's young cock, before slowing moving back down again. "All you have to do push your cock inside me, stevie. We will do the rest..."

With that, Mistress drew her pussy along steven's cock again, causing them both to close their eyes as the silky embrace caused them to shudder with pleasure til the head of his cock found Mistress' vaginal opening. As his cock rested at her opening, he felt a lubed finger circle around his own opening, and rest pressed firmly against his still partly open sphincter. "Just push inside me, sweet stevie..." Mistress coaxed.

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With the temperature adjusted to her liking, sandy stepped into the shower, and immediately felt her heart skip a beat knowing what she had to do next. Standing around the bathroom in the nude with her dad whilst getting ready for the shower had begun feeling awkward. Normally she was not one to struggle talking, especially with her father, but as she kept finding herself thinking - today was not a normal day. Turning to face her father with the water cascading down her body, sandy bit her lip before holding her hand out to invite her father in. As he stepped into the water, her eyes were drawn to his cock, poking out erect in front of him. The cock that had just taken her virginity.

Making room for her father to join her, sandy couldn't help but smile wryly at the juxtaposition she was feeling between sharing a shower with her father, and having just had sex with him.

"Did you know what Master was planning?" sandy found herself asking. "With the - you know..." she pointed vaguely down at their genitals.

Wiping the water from his face, and trying to be mindful of the direction his cock was pointing, aaron shook his head. "No hon, i promise, i had no idea." The sincere answer should have stopped there, but aaron considered something, and continued. "A while ago, Master and Mistress took us to a party. There was a couple there with a daughter, a little older than you. While i was pleasing the woman, Master tied the father to a mattress and had his daughter kind of do what he had you do... But i didn't know that was his plan for us."

Trying not to overthink her actions, sandy soaped up her hands and then simply reached out and took her father's cock in her hands and began sliding them along his shaft and crown, and down to his balls, leaving his knees wobbling. The brief story was bouncing round her head as she cleaned her father.

"So you were, pleasing the other woman... What was mom doing?" she asked him as if she was asking what was for dinner.

Pausing for a moment, aaron tried to downplay his reply. "Oh, she was just... she was..."

"Fucking?" the teen tried to sound nonchalant.

Finally deciding not to expand further, aaron simply nodded his head as his daughter's hands came to a stop, still holding his cock. For a moment he wondered if she was broken as she stared at it.

"This is the cock that made me... literally... made me 19 years ago, and made me a woman today," she contemplated, staring at the cock that she'd now become so intimate with, first learning how to cage and uncage it, use her mouth to pleasure it, body-slide herself on it, before feeling it enter her body and fill her with the cum that had once made her.

Not looking at or even addressing her father, sandy continued to ponder. "This is the cock i'll always think about when i remember how i lost my virginity, but to you, i was just..." her mind went to the story her father had just relayed, the knowledge that even if her father had been caged for a long time, he had still been intimate orally with many more women than just her mother.

"sandy, sweetie, you're not 'just' anything! you're not the only one who will always remember this day." aaron lowered his head to gain his daughter's eyeline. "This wasn't my plan, i never would have planned to do this, and i feel guilty for letting it happen to us, but what did happen - i will never forget it. i just hope it doesn't come between us."

As aaron stared into his daughter's eyes looking for signs of forgiveness, and was blindsided when she instead suddenly leaned in and kissed him on the lips, a hand reaching into his wet hair and holding him as she kissed him. When she felt the kiss wasn't being reciprocated, sandy fell back, quietly nervous. Seeing now instead the fear of rejection in her eyes, aaron put his hand on his daughter's shoulder and kissed her back, softly. Their closeness brought her father's cock rubbing against her leg, and with a shy little grin aaron watched as his daughter slowly lowered herself onto her knees, and took his cock back into her hands. With the shower spray splashing over her naked body, sandy opened her lips and took the head of his cock back insider her mouth.

A deep breath filled aaron's lungs as he stared at his daughter in front of him. Surely he couldn't let this happen, he thought, yet her mouth felt somehow even better than before. "N-no, sandy, we can't..." he stammered, a hand gently trying to push her back. On her knees with her father's cock head in her mouth, sandy wondered whether her father had found some strange new sense of righteousness as he attempted to stop her from sucking him. "Please stop, sweetie," aaron continued, "we don't have permission."

Still with her father's cock in her mouth, sandy's brow furrowed before she finally let her mouth open and the cock fall free. Looking up at her father, sandy screwed her face up. "we don't have permission? That's what you have to say about me - doing that!" she exclaimed, pointing at her father's cock. Not liking the imbalance he was feeling standing over sandy, aaron moved down to his knees as well, joining his daughter in the depth of the shower spray.

"i know how silly it sounds, but - we don't have permission," he repeated himself, expecting the words to explain everything.

"Don't you want me to? It's been so long with that cage on and... Don't you like how i do it?" sandy asked, feeling hurt.

"Of course i do, sweetie. you've been a great study..." her father admitted shyly. "But - "

"Yes, i know. we don't have permission." sandy parodied her father.

With a harrumph, sandy stood back up, leaving her father on his knees now staring at her watery pussy. Pausing slightly too long, sandy gave her father another scowl. "See something you like?" she asked, and for emphasis reached down and used 2 fingers to part her pussy lips in a gesture that would have mortified her just a day earlier. Hurriedly scurrying to his feet, aaron tried another approach.

"i know this is very fresh for you, but your mother and i have been serving Master and Mistress for a long time. There's been rewards for us both when we do as we are commanded. And there are punishments if we've done the wrong thing. we have surrendered our bodies to Master and Mistress, as you and your brother did this morning. It's not just a game, or for when we are in front of Master and Mistress. There's been a couple of - breaks - but normally we do everything we can to abide by their instructions. Does that make sense?"

sandy chewed over her father's words. "And right now, your biggest desire is for me to put that cock cage back on you, instead of..." she looked at her own body. "Anything else..."

"Yes."

"But... what if mom really needed you to - be a man and, i don't know, just fuck her brains out!" sandy again found herself in the territory of the absurd with the conversation she was having with her own father. "you are still her husband... Wouldn't you take that cage off and - make her happy? Don't you like having sex with mom any more?" sandy refrained from using the "f" word again.

"Of course i wish i could be 'the man', but... your mother and i struggled with our sex life for a very long time, sandy. i tried to explain the other day. we found that the best way for me to - fuck your mom's brains out - was to invite another man to do it. And Master does an amazing job! i didn't ask to be caged; i don't think i ever would have, but after Master and Mistress both fucked my brains out, too... and agreed to try the cage, and i actually felt a sense of relief. When i'm caged, i don't have to worry about your mom getting the release she needs, because we are entrusting that to Master."

"But..." The word slipped from sandy's mouth before she fell into silence, processing what her father had just told her. "But you make mom happy. i'm sure you do."

A smile formed on aaron's lips. "Yes, i do. Very happy. But it's like we've said - part of what we needed was missing, because... Well because, as we have learned, i'm not the peacock who likes to strut around and take charge."

The image of a peacock displaying his feathers for potential mates, followed by the image of Master Nathan strutting around their house in his tight leather pants made sandy suddenly giggle.

"Well, you must admit Master does have a very nice... set of feathers..." the young slave gave her father an impish grin, before casting her eyes down to his cock. Slowly reaching her hand back out and curling her fingers around her father's cock once more, sandy offered her father a more serious face. "These feathers are very nice too, dad."