Charlene’s body lurched as Adam licked tentatively at her clit. It was like an electric shock through her body. No one had ever committed such an intimate act! She wrapped her arms around her son’s ass and drew him to her while sliding forward and thrusting her pelvis into her son’s face.
Adam and Kari had practice oral sex on each other. Their experiments showed that light licks on her clit preceded and followed by French kissing her pussy would bring her to orgasm. Now Adam used his technique on his mom. He knew he was doing it right when she began frantically thrusting her hips. Then she exploded, firing a stream of female juices into his face.
Charlene released her son’s cock from her mouth and sprawled on the hay bale. She was exhausted. The heat and the exertion had sapped her of all energy. She knew what she and Adam did was sinful. She also knew it was the most incredible feeling she had ever had. In a trance, she watched her son stand. She was astonished to see his cock standing rigid and slapping against his belly. She watched as he turned and straddled her.
“Oh god no, Adam, we must stop!”
“I need you mom!”
“Adam know we have gone too far! We must stop before we are discovered!”
Charlene’s eyes darted to the wide open barn door. In the distance, she could see the cornfields.
Adam knelt between his mom’s legs. He grabbed her ankles, roughly spread her legs and settled into the opening created.
“No, Adam, no! Charlene screamed.”
Adam positioned his cock at the slippery wetness of his mother’s pussy. He thrust hard, burying his considerable length balls deep in her mommy hole. He began a slow in and out. He and Kari had practiced and he knew he would last longer this way.
Charlene felt the incredible fullness of her son’s cock filling her pussy. Weakly she resisted, and then gave herself up to the inevitable. She wrapped her legs around her son’s back and began matching his thrusts. She heard someone moaning and realized it was she. She screamed when she felt him release in her.
For the rest of the summer, Adam fucked his mother and his sister. It only stopped when Kari got pregnant.
***”Look, can we talk in the morning? I’m exhausted.”
“Certainly,” Lars said, “momma has let the couch out in the living room for you.”
“Yes, yes, the children have your old bedroom!” Through my fatigue, I noticed a nervousness in Charlene.
“I’d like to see them before I lay down, if that’s ok?”
Kari took my hand and pulled me to me feet. As she led me to the children’s room, I noticed dad grimace as he saw Kari holding my hand. I knew then that he was not totally on board with having me home. I could imagine Mom and Kari haranguing him over the years to have me come home.
We walked through the living room. I saw the old convertible couch let out and made up for me. I slept on hammocks and bulkheads on the drilling rigs. Even with its lumps and bumps, it would sleep like a feather mattress to me.
I glanced down at the roll of Kari’s large hips as she led me to the hall leading to the kids and her bedrooms. I smiled as I recalled us tiptoeing back and forth between our rooms as we explored our sexuality a lifetime ago. Mom and dad’s room was on the other side of the kitchen.
As we neared the children’s bedroom door, Kari turned and brought her finger to her lips in shushing gesture. She slowly push the door open. The hall light dimly lit the small room I recalled so well. Squeezed into it now were a set of bunk beds on one wall and a single bed opposite them with a narrow aisle between the beds.
Through the fatigue of crossing four time zones and 3 plane transfers and nearly twenty hours of travel, I realize there were three children in the room.
“The twins are in the bunk beds;” Kari whispered hoarsely, “our sister is in the bed against the wall!”
“Our sister?”
Kari backed out of the room. She eased the door close and turned to lead me back to the living room. My body ached with fatigue as I sat on the edge of the convertible couch. Kari stood over me with a sympathetic smile on her lips.
“Yes, Helga was born two months after Adam jr. and little Kari. Mom and dad were really surprised when she found she was pregnant.”
“Kari, I’m exhausted. Can we talk in the morning?”
“Yes, Adam, I now you’re tired. Tomorrow we can talk!”
Kari leaned down, placed one open hand on my chest and kissed me lightly on the lips. “Welcome home, little brother!”
I watched as she retraced her steps, heading to her room next to the children. I stripped to my boxers, settled onto the old mattress, and fell soundly asleep.
I sat bolt upright in the bed in the pitch darkness of the winter night. The house was in total darkness but a light went on in my head. Helga was born two months after the twins! I tried to mentally go back to that fateful summer and do the math. Fatigue clouded my reasoning. I lay back down. As I drifted off to sleep, a question rose in my mind: was Helga my daughter.
***The heavenly smells of breakfast prodded me from my dreamless sleep. I lay on my back staring at the ceiling. With the bright yellow glow of the incandescent lights creating an island of illumination from the grey, snowy dawn outside, I thought back to that summer ten years ago.
The timing was right. Kari was ten weeks pregnant when momma realized she had not had a period and began questioning her. Kari held out for a week before she broke down and admitted she was pregnant. It took only a few days for her to reveal I was the father. Momma could have been pregnant then and not known she was.
I rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed, my feet on the cold floor. I glanced to my right and saw momma’s wide behind bustling around the stove. She wore an old grey chenille robe. A white cotton nightshirt hung a few inches below it, covering her large legs to her calves. My cock, already sporting morning wood, bobbed as I recall the time I took her right in that kitchen while breakfast was on the stove.
***Like any 18 year old I woke with a rigid hard on. Kari and I had fucked that night for nearly two hours. We started laying head to toe licking each other. Kari’s pussy was slick with her juices. Her pussy lips were swollen and red, framed by her delicate blond pubic hair. The little pink button at the top of her pussy gleamed and pulsed. We were2 months into our affair but we still loved the “show me yours, I’ll show you mine” game. Now we described to each other how our sex organs looked and reacted to our licking and touching.
“I can see the pink insides of your pussy through your lips. It looks like a flower opening.” I kissed her pussy lips just as I kissed her mouth. I turned my head sideways and placed my mouth over her vagina. I would then trace the outline of her pussy lips as I did when we kissed. Then I would let my tongue slide into warm wetness of her hole. She always shivered when I did this and a little rivulet of whitish musky fluid would ooze out.
“I always love the way your cock grows and throbs when I stroke it. And there is a large vein that runs under the bottom. Sometimes, when I am sucking you, I can feel it pulse just before you come. And the head! The head goes from pink to an angry purple color with that clear juice I love so much leaking out.”
I felt her tongue run catlike over the sensitive head of my cock.
Kari had become an excellent cocksucker that summer. We practiced a lot. I told her what felt good and what did not. I showed her what I did when I masturbated and she showed me what she did. Our explorations of our bodies that summer had made us experts in pleasing each other.
And the fucking!
At first, I was like any over eager young boy. It was wham bam thank you, ma’am.
Kari told me that when I did it fast like that she did not feel like she felt when she did herself or I kissed it. She said then she got that shivery shaky feeling. We practiced until I could hold off until she was ready to come and after that we always, always came together.
That long ago night we licked and sucked until we both came. Then I rolled on top and we did it slow and steady while we kissed. I loved the taste of my juices in her mouth! We fucked hard and fast. Then we slowed and languidly stroked in and out. We took turns sucking each other’s nipples during the long slow parts.
I came twice that night. Kari told me that at some point her orgasm was continuous, moving over her body like waves on an ocean, swelling, breaking, retreating and swelling again.
We could have fucked all night. However, we knew the risks. Kari tiptoed back to her room.
Now that morning there was momma. I watched from the hallway as she bent, squatted and turned, her large ass jiggling under her robe. In the distance, I could hear the tractor. Dad usually like to get some work done before breakfast. It was just mom, Kari and me in the house.
I walked softly until I was behind mom. I wrapped my arms around her waist and cupped her big tits. Mom always had big breasts. Back then, I knew they hung like long fat melons with large grape size nipples. We had only fucked twice then, both times in the barn.
“Adam, stop it! Your father will be in for breakfast shortly and our sister will be up.”
I pinched her nipples through her robe. I knew they were sensitive. That second time in the barn she squirted juices everywhere from me sucking her nipples.
“Dad won’t come in until you ring the triangle and Kari always sleeps until you wake her”
She tried to twist away but I pulled her nipple hard. Momma moaned and placed both hands on the kitchen counter.
“Adam, this is no good! I’m 40 years old and I’m your mother!”
I used my free hand to untie her robe. She tried to twist away again but I pinned her body to the counter with mine. I was a big strong farm kid, well muscled from hard work. “Just let me suck your nipples and I will stop, I lied!”
“Baby, no, no, I…we…no stop!”
I had bent and grabbed the hem of her nightgown. I pulled it and her robe up around her ass. I could hear her breath coming in short gasps. I used both hand to grip her breasts and squeeze. The last time we fucked I accidently did that too hard and she seemed to like the pain. Now I did it intentionally. Her big white ass thrust back against and she cried out.
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