I lost track of time. One minute. One hour. I didn’t care. I didn’t know if it was possible to experience something more intense than what I had experienced with my aunt. But I think I did that first time with my mom. I finally released her head. I was going to stagger back a step or two when mom grabbed the back of my thighs and held me in place.
She kept her mouth locked on my deflating cock. She sucked and licked, swirling her tongue around the head, trying to tease it back to life. I laid my hands on her head to steady myself as I looked over at my smiling aunt.
“I had a feeling your mom would be a real slut for your cock.” She stood up. We kissed as I started to play with her tits again. She reached around me and grabbed my ass. “I told her you were man enough for both of us. Don’t make me a liar now.” She giggled.
I felt this surge of boldness sweep over me. Here I had my mom and my aunt ready and willing to serve my every sexual craving. What a rush! I kissed her again. This time devouring her lower lip, knowing exactly what it did to her. I had every intention of exploiting that weakness in her as often as I could. She whimpered as she fell into my body. “Who owns you bitch!” I asked with that renewed boldness.
“You do baby! You do!” Jean moaned.
I couldn’t help but laugh. I was living every guy’s fantasy. “That’s right baby! Now let’s make mom our bitch!”
Jean was like a giggling school girl. “What’d you have in mind tiger?”
“Let’s take this upstairs where we can all be more comfortable.”
Jean grabbed my head and pulled my ear to her mouth. “Take control and don’t let go.” She whispered in my ear.
I grabbed a handful of mom’s hair and pulled her off my cock, to a standing position. I can’t explain the rush that came over me when I saw the look on her face. I’d seen her tease and flirt with so many men over the years. Maybe it was all those men in me wanting to exact their revenge on her. “We’re going upstairs, and aunt and I are going to use you till we’re done with you.”
She just stared at me, her eyes glazed over. She was in that zone where her sexual need was clouding every other thought.
“You need this bad, don’t you?”
She snapped out of her haze for a brief second, grappling with what was happening. “Oh baby! Please don’t do this to me!” She begged as her body trembled.
“Take control and don’t let go baby!” Aunt Jean whispered in my ear again. “She won’t tell you. But the bitch needs it! And she needs it bad!”
I maintained control of mom as we made our way upstairs to the master bedroom. By the time we got to the bedroom I was so far beyond propriety, fuck social norms. They were no longer my mom and aunt. Just two horny women I had at my disposal. I threw mom on the bed. “Get her jeans and panties off.” I said to my aunt.
The two sisters looked at each other. They had shared intimate moments before. But both confessed later that the first time the three of us were together was the most erotic encounter they’d ever had. Like they say, ‘Incest is best.’ Aunt Jean pulled mom’s jeans and panties off as she lay there passively.
I climbed up on the bed. Then spread mom’s legs. She looked down the length of her body at me. “Please no baby! Please!” She wasn’t begging me to stop because she didn’t want me to take her. She was begging me to stop because she knew once I started she would all self-control as she gave herself over to all the wicked things I had planned for her. She was right.
Aunt Jean laid down beside mom. The two started to kiss and fondle each other as I settled in between mom’s legs. I held my face several inches above her pussy breathing in the smell of her arousal. I do love the smell of a bitch in heat.
I slowly lowered my head till my mouth covered her pussy. I licked the length of her slit with the tip of my tongue. Then sucked her into my mouth.
I heard her squeal into Aunt Jean’s mouth as they kissed. Her legs clamped down on my head, squeezing it in a vise grip.
I wrapped my arms around her thighs so I could better control her. I locked my mouth on her pussy and began a relentless teasing of her already swollen clit. I thought aunt was wild when I went down on her. Mom made her look like a frigid nun the way she bounced and screamed. After a couple minutes I pulled off and gave instructions to Aunt Jean.
“Sit on her face. Shove your pussy in her mouth and shut her up.”
Aunt Jean swung her leg over mom’s head, her back to me. She smiled down at mom, as mom stared up at her. “I’ve missed this.” Jean said as she kept her pussy suspended over mom’s mouth. As Aunt Jean lowered her pussy mom lifted her head to start sucking on it.
Jean slowly spread her legs, dropping her pussy down till she was smothering mom. She ground her hips, pushing her pussy into mom’s mouth. Mom’s tongue lapped up her sister’s juices. “Fuck yes, I missed this!” Jean moaned.
I watched Jean’s ass gyrate as she rode mom’s mouth until I heard her voice her first orgasm. Then I locked my mouth on mom’s pussy again. I wasn’t keeping track of the time. But I think I feasted on her for about an hour. Mom bucked and squirmed, shook, moaned, grunted and screamed throughout the entire time. At times she made noises that sounded more like an animal. But through it all, aunt and I kept her pinned to the bed.
Aunt also climaxed so many times she lost count. I can’t tell you how erotic it was listening to two women moaning and groaning in unison as they climaxed. At times they were both so loud I was glad there were no neighbors close by.
Aunt Jean finally collapsed on the bed next to mom. “I can’t do anymore baby.” She said to me panting. “My legs are cramping up.”
Mom continued to lay there as I worked on her pussy. I had downgraded my assault to a gentle sucking, nibbling and licking. She sobbed as she lay there, accepting her fait that I wasn’t going to stop till I was ready. Her body twitched and spasmed involuntarily. “Please no more baby!” She began sobbing softly after Aunt Jean got off her mouth.
I ignored her pleas till I was ready to release her. By the time I pulled off her pussy my cock was rock hard again and ready to go. I sat up in bed on my knees between her legs. I lifted both her legs by her ankles and held them up and spread apart.
“No baby! Please!” The fantasy of being fucked by her son was now becoming a reality. A reality she now struggled with.
“You sure you want me to stop mom?” Then I decided to use her jealousy against her. “Would you rather just watch me fuck Aunt Jean?” I let my question hang there for a few seconds. I saw the look of longing on her face. “Is that what you’d rather I do? Fuck Aunt Jean?”
The sisters looked at each other, not saying a word, aunt fondling mom’s tits the whole time. Aunt spoke first. “I know what your struggle is sis.” She asked softly, their faces just inches from each other. “You’re struggling with the same thing I struggled with.”
Mom gave her a weak smile as the tears streamed down the sides of her face. “I know you understand. How was it for you?”
“Oh sweetie!” Aunt sighed. Then leaned down and kissed mom tenderly. The kiss lingered as I listened to them gasp and moan into the other’s mouth. “You’re afraid of losing control and having it taken from you. Aren’t you?”
“Yes! That’s exactly what scares me.”
“Don’t be. You’re not losing control. You’re gaining a man who understands you and you’re needs.” Aunt kissed her again. “There’s just one catch. He owns me, and I belong to him. Can you live with that?”
Mom giggled. “Do I have a choice?”
I decided to join the conversation. “No you don’t!” Both sisters looked at me. “I’m not sure I can fully explain the relationship that I have with Aunt Jean. But what I do know is nothing is coming between us. I do own her. But she also owns me.”
Mom started to sob softly. “I want that. I want to feel that. I’ve longed for that for so long.” Mom looked at her sister. “Is it good? Is it as good as what you and Bob shared?”
Aunt Jean caressed mom’s face as she smiled at her. “Sweetie! It’s incredible. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but in some ways it’s better.” Aunt looked back at me smiling. “Take the bitch! She needs you to own her the way you own me.”
There was no turning back once I shoved my cock inside her. The most intimate way a man and woman can experience each other. The joining of their bodies to become one. I released mom’s legs and leaned forward, holding myself over her body, looking down at her. “Is that what you want mom? You want me to take ownership of you the way I own Aunt Jean?”
I knew the answer to my questions before she spoke. “Yes baby. I want that. I need that.” She kept talking as the head of my cock popped inside her, then slowly invaded her as I shoved it in all the way. “I need to feel…. OH FUCK!” She moaned, her body arching up off the bed.
I began a steady slow fucking of her pussy. We stared at each other. I knew I was going to last a long time, and I’m glad I could. I wanted to fuck her through multiple orgasms. I felt her body building towards her first orgasm. I thought about pulling out and making her beg for it. But I decided there would be enough time for that later. Right now I wanted her to know the pleasure of belonging to me. Reinforcing that ownership of her would come later.
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