“Once she saw the size of my dick, well, I guess you can guess the rest. Her mouth worked my balls for awhile, which I love, by the way. Next thing I knew she had worked her way under me and was making a really good effort to swallow my dick. I honestly thought she was going to fuck me right there and then.
“It wasn’t quite that simple. You know Bridget, it seems like you made quite an impression on Mom.”
“Me? What do I have to do with any of that?”
“When she grabbed a big bottle of lube and a giant black dildo from her dresser drawer, she said something like ‘this baby fucked one of my kids, might as well fuck the other one too’.” Bridget’s mind races back to the previous month when she stumbled into her mom’s room. She was horny as hell after catching Roy masturbating and fingering his asshole. She needed immediate relief. She knew her mother had a foot-long dildo in her nightstand and she put it to immediate work. After a few crashing orgasms, she looked up to find her mom standing there. They pushed past it without every bringing it up again. Mom actually went out and bought her an even bigger dildo.
“Yeah, I fucked that big black dildo. I was horny and Mom caught me. But she didn’t make me do anything.”
“Well, she didn’t make me do anything I didn’t want to. Eventually. But when she brought out that dildo, I turned fifty shades of white. I hadn’t moved from my face-down-ass-up position. She slid that fat fucking pole into my ass.”
He doesn’t say another word. Bridget turns to see if he’s fallen asleep. He’s lost in revelry as though he’s experiencing the moment all over again. She feels his dick harden at her back.
“This is going to turn into a fuck fest unless you finish your story.” She nudged him with her elbow, eliciting a gasp.
“Ok! I was just pausing for dramatic effect. I fucking loved it Bridge. It made me orgasm as soon as it was in me. It didn’t even need to move. She made me stay like that for awhile before lying me down into a more relaxing position. And then she rode me. I didn’t even try to stop her as she swung a leg across and straddled me. She held my eyes as her pussy just swallowed my dick. And I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m pretty big. I’ve never had anyone do that. It slid in with one stroke. And she can fuck.”
“I don’t know if I want to hear about how good she fucks.”
“Why not? Worried she’s better than you?”
She steals his gaze. “Is she?”
“She’s… different.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“It’s the only answer you’re going to get. I value my balls too highly. You’re both amazing. And you’re actually more similar than different.”
“So you been fucking her steadily?”
“No. Just that one time. After that, I needed to get my space and think about things. That’s why I haven’t been around much lately. But the other night when you crawled into my bed and started sucking my dick, I didn’t stop you. I don’t know if I could have stopped you. I honestly thought Mom had set it all up. That is, until I fucked you the second time and your date interrupted us. Then I knew you were just as much of a slut as Mom.”
“And here we are,” she whispers.
“And here we are,” he agrees.
Bridget notices that his erection hasn’t subsided. In fact, it feels like its throbbing against her ass. They’re both naked and feeling horny from the story. Roy’s hands start to roam, squeezing Bridget’s breasts and caressing her thighs. She returns as best she can and draws his mouth to her own. They devour each other and descend into a slow morning fuck. She buries her moans in the pillow as he plunges into her with sustained rhythm. She greedily takes his seed as he spews into her quivering gash. She can’t get enough of his cock and soon she echoes her mother by riding him noisily. Her tits bounce wildly and her blond hair whips the air. Roy loses himself to abandon and gives his sister the best fuck of her life.
Their mother stops outside the bedroom door. She listens for awhile. Her hand goes to the knob and she freezes. A moment later and she’s certain.
Belinda walks away and leaves them to their pleasure. Her wet pussy demands attention. It demands emergency relief. She can’t remember the last time she’s been this turned on.
Belinda gets in her car and heads over to see one of the young men she’s currently fucking. Sometimes, “relief” is spelled “B-B-C”.
For the rest of the day, the house belongs to Roy and Bridget. They gorge upon the new possibilities of free-use sex. They spend the day frolicking naked and exploring sincere and open sexuality without bothersome barriers.
“Hey,” she says. “Do you think Mom would like to fuck the Priest I’m banging?”
“You’re banging a Priest?” His eyes bulge with surprise. “Isn’t that like a sin or something?”
She laughs. “Oh dear brother, I’m just getting started.”
Roy doesn’t know what that means, but it makes his dick hard. So they fuck. Again.
That night they all sleep in their own beds. Their well-fucked bodies drink in the silence as exhaustion blankets the house.
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