Paul slowly awoke finding himself still in his mother's arms, her teats pressed hard against his body. It was a very pleasant way to begin the day. He discovered Dagmar and Beverly had watched his dad all night so he could sleep in his mother's soft embrace. When they were all sufficiently awake, his mother turned to her daughter telling her it was her turn to tell the tale of how she ended up in the communal bed.
Dagmar tossed her lovely hair over her shoulder, laughed and began. "I was perpetually horny, my pussy ran all the time," she said as she laughed, "I felt I needed a man constantly. Looking around I soon found lots of them. They all wanted to do me, but very few wanted to love me. I kept noticing my little brother and how he seemed to adore me following me around all the time and latter both of us as Beverly became my best friend. Beverly disliked her own mom liking my own so much that she was over as much as she could be. Beverly also thought my young brother was "hot" which brought him under my scrutiny. I realized he thought we were hot too. I already loved him and it was easy to make the transition to lust as well."
At this point Paul gave his sister a passionate kiss responding to the love she was freely admitting. Dagmar returned the kiss just as passionately before continuing her account. "Mom caught on and gave me the don't hurt your brother speech which kept my hands off of you. I tried to date, but as soon as they tried to "get to first base," all I could think of was you. Dating became a big disappointment and Beverly helped fulfill my needs.
Well, that is, until the night you danced with me and then kissed me. I rushed up stairs and told Beverly what had happened and what you had said about kissing me. Beverly simply said kiss him every night and then licked my horny slit till I came, dreaming of your kiss. The next month passed like the wind for me as you kissed me night after night and night after night I made love to myself if Beverly was not around to help. Meanwhile Beverly was having problems at home. She and her mom were fighting, supposedly over how much time she was spending with us. In reality they were so diametrically opposed in everything they thought and did that it was simply continuing dislike. When I found out I wanted Beverly to feel loved. I would hold her in my arms and told her everything we did. Right down to the most minuet detail. I told her how our kissing was escalating to more. Because of my promise to my mom I was unsure what to do. Beverly said when it became too much I was to send you to her because she was sure what to do."
This time Beverly interrupted her account to move behind her and hug her, while raining small kisses on Dagmar's neck and shoulders. Beverly continued to hold her while once again Dagmar took up her story.
"When I sent you I was positive what she meant was she would look after your needs for me. I didn't realize she had schemes of her own. The night you came to get me I was as surprised as you. Paul, remember when you tasted her love for the first time and she left you? She brought me to your mouth with her finger in me, bringing me almost to orgasm, before setting me on your sweet tongue. She held my breasts the way I like , as I come on your hot tongue immediately. Beverly and I had always assumed she would have your virginity so she gave me everything she could before taking it including allowing me to see what I knew she thought to be her greatest, most fulfilling moment. When she mounted and started to slide you into her I saw mom watching.
Mom caught me once saying the royal F word as she calls it. Instead of giving me heck, she told me it was so much better if I kept those words for the bedroom. The words would lose their potency if they were used commonly. That night was the first time I used words of that nature since she had told me her thoughts, partly because I knew she was watching and would love them. You don't know this Paul but Beverly invited me with her body to taste your mix and I was in such a horny mess I loved it. When after you came in me, you took your cream in your mouth, and gave it to Beverly, you instinctively did the perfect thing. You enabled me to give her back her loving gift. By the way mother, you were right. I loved losing my maidenhead in front of you. I think it helped my orgasm."
His dad was still fast asleep, exhausted by his evening travails, Paul guessed. Paul put his hand between Dagmar's soft inner thighs and asked if he might love her first that morning after hearing her confession. His mom and Beverly readily agreed.
First he was going to lick her hairy inner thighs he explained to the others as he worked his face into the V her legs formed for him. Almost as soon as his touched the hair, his shaft of love hardened to an almost painful degree. To relieve himself a little he asked his mom to rub it. She instead, sucked it into her mouth covering it in a thick layer of salvia.
He licked his way into Dagmar's furry valley pulling gently on mouthfuls of hair, occasionally having to stop to remove a stray hair. He developed a method of licking them off on her slightly domed tummy. The beautiful dome all women have covering their womb. He moved back and moved his tongue again over the cleft in her valley. Soon a stream began to run through the valley and he tried to damn it with his tongue. But it flowed steadily and ran down to pool in the soft brown hole below the cleft. Just between the two mountains, which contained it.
Dagmar lifted her legs higher, and he sucked on the pool to empty it, licking it dry. He then moved his tongue up through mound above the valley licking the mass of hair, which grew so luxuriantly there. Soon his tongue followed a thin hairy line almost like a road until it reached the pothole in her belly, which he filled with his tongue. Dagmar quivered under his loving tongue as it moved further up her body until his head bumped into soft heavy mounds. He lifted his head and watched goose bumps rise, as rosebuds popped from the succulent flesh. His warm mouth covered one then the other bud as Dagmar began to shiver with lust. His throbbing shaft slid from his mother's mouth as he began to lie down on his sister.
