Big Brothers unexpected gift. Pt 2 by teufelturm

Big Brothers unexpected gift. Pt 2 by teufelturm

Discover the thrilling continuation of "Big Brother's Unexpected Gift" in Part 2, where passion and desire take center stage. Join teufelturm as the tantalizing story unfolds, revealing new twists and steamy encounters. Perfect for adult readers seeking a captivating and adventurous tale!<br/>

When the cats return, all the mice get to play

Big Brothers unexpected gift. Pt 2

Early on Sunday morning the house phone rang. Because Alice and I were expecting Rachel to arrive shortly, we were both up and about, so Alice answered the call and a few minutes later, she rushed into my room to spoil my day.

“David, Mom and Dad are already on their way back and expect to be here for lunch. You sort your bedroom out while I ‘phone Rachel and give her the bad news, she will be so disappointed. She was floating when she went home last night knowing that you wanted to marry her and now she won’t even be able to be alone with you for days.”

“Why can’t she come? She practically lives here anyway, so I don’t see why she should have to stop now.”

“I think she’d be so nervous, that she’d be afraid of it becoming obvious that there was something going on between you two.”

“Tell her that I would be unhappy if she didn’t come to visit as she normally did, and our parents would become suspicious about the sudden change.”

The doorbell rang and I was happy because Rachel was obviously eager to be here. The ‘happy’ turned to ‘glad’ because my enema kit had arrived and so had the slim vibrator. I took them upstairs and stashed the kit in my wardrobe’s ‘secret’ compartment. This was in fact a section of the base support frame which could slide out to reveal a compartment under the wardrobe’s base, but only if you knew how to trip the release spring. The vibrator went into my bedside table drawer.

We turned the house back into a normal three bedroomed house and guessing that our parent would be weary and hungry I prepared a salad lunch with the usual cold meats and awaited their return from their weekend partying.

I wondered what the atmosphere would be like, because for the past few months, things had been a little strained, sometimes even volatile, between them. Dad had even made it plain that he had not wanted to go with mom for the wedding.

They arrived just after mid-day, and the strange thing was that they were both tired, but cheerful and they weren’t acting. They really were happy. After we had finished our lunch, they told us all about the trip.

The wedding had been well attended by the groom’s friends, both old and new. It seemed that my cousin Jack, who was some years older than I was and I hadn’t seen for several years, had grown out of his anti-social phase and mom actually praised him, which was a first. She was also complementary about her new brother-in-law and his daughter Amy, so finally mom would be happy to visit her sister, whom she loved dearly, again.

Aunt Jane divorced her awful first husband 6 yrs. ago and then went to Canada with Jack. She met her new husband Alex, four years ago. He was a brit and had made no secret of his wish to return home. When he asked Aunt Jane to return with him he was holding an engagement ring and a picture of his 30 yr. old divorced daughter, saying that she was all the family he had now and was hoping that Jane would help him to alter that.

Mom said that it was quite possible that the photo was the clincher in Jane’s decision to join him. When she showed me a photo of her, I guessed that Aunt Jane was probably Bi, and so I could understand the remark.

The wedding apart, the weekend had been one long party, and therefore there had been some parts of the proceedings which, for some people, would remain shrouded in an alcohol fuelled mist. Mom and dad insisted that they had not been amongst them, but I swear she had a red tint around her neck when she said that she could account for every minute.

It appeared that everything in my parent’s garden was lovely, and I was happy for them, but I wondered just how happy they would be when I eventually informed them of my own plans. That wouldn’t happen for a few months yet, but it would happen.

The course of our lives was about to be changed a lot sooner than I realized and not from anything that I had started.

My mind was miles away; I work in my dad’s printing and company, at the bottom end of the ladder. My dad calls it ‘learning the business from the bottom up’ and I get no special treatment. Odd though it may seem, I actually enjoy it and have found it to be extremely interesting.

The workload is usually high and today had been no exception so, when I arrived home; I had enjoyed a shower and then lay on my bed to relax a little before dinner. My mind was on Rachel and that caused certain chemical reactions to my thoughts.

My erection had happened without any conscious action on my part, but my instincts had been triggered and therefore, although I was gently dozing, I was masturbating.

Because I had left my bedroom door ajar, when mom brought my freshly ironed laundry for me to stow away, she merely pushed it open with her foot. What she saw as she entered my bedroom was a 5ft 10in. nude male, on his back, massaging 8 inches of swollen penis with no idea that he was no longer alone.

She stopped dead and kept what she had been about to ask me, for a later time and watched her son.

The scene had brought back memories of the very recent past when someone else’s son carried out a similar activity, albeit while wide awake, who then told her to remove the remainder of her clothing so that he could see what went with her fabulous tits, and then she could decide what she would like to do first

The fact that her husband was on the other side of the bed and up to his balls inside his new sister–in-law’s daughter-in-law at the time, had been icing on the cake. It had been such a long time since she’d been so sexually aroused that she wasn’t about to stop her nephew from providing her evening’s entertainment.

She stripped, then leaning forward she grasped his cock and asked him if he needed any help.

The sound of my mother’s voice, together with the cool hand on my cock brought me back to reality with a rush. I was looking at a pair of 36D breasts swinging above me as mom placed herself astride me and lowered her 5ft 7in body down to impale it with my cock.

That swollen, and now aching, appendage slid into her until her cunt lips hit my groin and then she rested and leant forward to allow her nipples to brush against my lips.

“Please don’t bite, they are sensitive.”

I was dreaming, I had to be dreaming, but when she began to lift her rump up until my cock was almost out of her vagina and then ram herself back down I knew I was awake and being fucked by the one woman I never expected to re-enter.

The questions could come later; right now, I had an urgent desire to fuck my mother, not to be fucked by her. It was a struggle to get her to stop what she was doing, until I became vocal.

“Stop that and get on your fucking back, woman.” She did so immediately. I hadn’t really expected to be able to control her, but it worked, which surprised me.”

“Lift your legs up and open them wide, I want to have a good look at your sex to see where my cock is going.”

Once again, my mom did as I instructed her to do and I was looking at smooth, hairless, pudenda, already open and oozing juice. I was shaking with lust as I pushed my face into mom’s open pussy. I breathed her moist scent before opening my mouth to begin sucking, licking and chewing the pink inner flesh. My cock had become so stiff that it was beginning to hurt and so I moved upwards to assault her puffed, rosy clitoris jutting out from its sheath.

The soles of her feet slammed onto the mattress and she thrust he her body upwards as she screamed through her climax. Then the fucking began in earnest. When dad came into the room, I expected to die. I was sucking on one of her tits and holding the other one tightly as my cock shuttled into his wife’s cunt. I couldn’t stop, she wouldn’t let go of me and so I watched him as I fucked her, but he walked to the bedside and knelt beside it to talk to mom.

“I know we were going to see if we could persuade them to fuck with us; love, but I honestly expected it to happen at the weekend, did you eat some more of those cakes I saw in the kitchen.”

Turning to me, he smiled and told me to enjoy myself then left the room.

Now I knew I was dreaming, but I kept going because both my mom was gasping and grunting into the final phase of another climax and my lust was also beginning to reach the climactic part. I had no idea if she was on any contraception or not so poor mom was about to have my cock in her back door.

I felt the start of my eruption so I pulled out of her vagina, lifted her broad, round backside up, found her sphincter with my cock head and pushed my cock into her. She yelped, she grasped her tits and shouted:

“ALL OF IT DAVID. COME ON, FOR FUCKS SAKE, SHOVE IT ALL THE WAY IN. OH FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. OWCH THAT’S TIGHT.”

I had absolutely no problem in entering her anal canal. I was now fucking mom’s arse, but I didn’t get much time to enjoy it because I had been about to cum when I entered her. I pumped a load of what felt like red-hot semen into her and when that landed in her rectum, she orgasmed with a shout:

“OHH, FUCK, OHH, OHH Fucking YYEEEEESSS.

I rolled off my mother’s body and found that dad had returned at some point, this time with my sister. They were both naked and she was kneeling in front of dad and sucking all 7inches of his cock into her mouth as he mauled her breasts.

On seeing that I was watching them, she pulled his cock out of her mouth and smiled at me.

“I was going to do this for you, but you were already busy when I came home. Dinner isn’t ready so dad gave me some of those little cakes that mom baked; he said that they are special and taste better when they’re warm, but they tasted very nice cold.

Dad wants to fuck me, and if you can fuck with mom then I think I should be allowed to fuck with dad, do you mind?”

“That’s your call Alice, it is your body. If you like the idea of losing your virginity to your dad, then go ahead and enjoy yourself. I was never going to be the first to fuck you, but I will definitely be the second.”