SWEET SISTER IN LAW CH. 07

This chapter delves into some nasty, messy incest, specifically mother and son. I mean, seriously messy fantasy. If that's not for you, this story isn't.

The longer my affair with Karin went, the deeper we got into fantasies and kinks. She had long since left her innocent Catholic mom bent behind, she'd tasted the forbidden fruits of a steamy affair with her husband's brother, public sex, and anal. Caught in a web she'd been forced to watch her daughter fuck her lover, made her husband watch us fuck, and had been licked and sucked by a gorgeous redheaded teen girl.

But the next chapter still caught me by surprise.

"You have a secret admirer," I told Karin one morning. We were lying in bed, having just finished a long slow grinding fuck. Both of us were covered with sweat and cooling off with the breeze from a ceiling fan. The bed belonged to her 21-year-old son, Bobby. He had an apartment in the city, so he rarely used it. I had been shuttled into it for the previous night, since Karin's parents had visited and were in the guest room where I usually slept, and often fucked the lady of the house. (In fact, I'd dragged her into the guest room and licked her pussy on the same bed her parents would sleep in while they had been out for a walk.)

"Who would that be?" she looked up from her position spread along my side, her leg over my thigh, her pussy leaking across it.

I reached under the bed, hooking a lacy scrap, and lifted it to show her. It was a white lace thong, one of the treats I'd bought her months ago. It wasn't in quite the same condition now, though. There was a nice little stain in the crotch, and they were crusty from dried cum.

"Have you been stealing mommy's panties again?" she cooed. I don't know why, but that voice always woke me up a little, and she played it often. She took them from me and sniffed, "mmm, smells a little cummy." Licking it wetly, she smiled at me. "Did you get lonely last night?"

"Just found them this morning," I replied.

"And couldn't wait for mommy to wake you up with a nice juicy fuck?"

I held her chin and pulled her face to mine. I kissed her deeply, and said, "It's not my cum." Then I watched the emotions play across her face. Confusion, contemplation, realization, embarrassment?

"Bobby?" she sat up suddenly, her hand over her mouth. "Bobby's been... using my panties?"

"That's my guess."

"Oh my god, Mike, what should I ..."

"Oh, Karin, don't make a big deal about it," I reassured her. "Guys that age go through a gallon of Lubriderm a week. It's just an access thing. He sees your dirty panties in the hamper, or Holly's..."

"Holly's? Holly's panties?" She looked closely at me. "Mikey, have you been cheating on my panties with my daughter's?" She grabbed my cock, her lie detector, and it was already swelling with the image of Holly's pink heart-covered cotton panties, so fresh and sweet.

Busted. But then she dropped me and again covered her mouth.

"Ohmygod, I just licked them! I tasted my son's cum!"

I laughed, "you want to really turn him on, tell him that."

Karin took it well, she laughed a little. "So you don't think it's a big deal, he doesn't want to sleep with his mother or anything."

"I didn't say that, baby, every man with a cock wants to get inside that beautiful pussy of yours. But, no, it's not a big deal."

"Maybe it's because he hasn't had a girlfriend in so long. I wish he'd find somebody." She lay down again, this time her breasts between us, nuzzling my neck and stroking me again. God, she was so fucking sexy, her soft, lush, fuckable body. I never failed to respond, no matter how many loads I spent.

She swung a leg over her brother in law, and deftly slipped my cock between her lips, straddling it and slowly sliding back and forth while it hardened. She had a mastery of handling my cock, it seemed, so different from the first time she took it inside her. It took no time and the erect shaft was sandwiched between her fat lips as she slipped across it, her thick mat of hair scratching the tender head. I grasped her breasts, lightly caressing them, pulling those nipples, so fat and red. Her eyes were closed, her breathing deep and slow. She was focusing on her clit bumping over the head as she reached the end of her stroke.

"Mmm, baby. Mommy loves how you get so hard for me."

Mommy. There it was again. Watching her closely, I whispered, "Oh Mommy, that feels so good."

She kept up the rhythm, "Mmmm, me too." Her voice took on a breathless tone.

I pressed it, "Oh, yes. Can I go inside you? Can I put my penis inside your pussy today, Mommy?"

"Oh baby, that's bad. You know we can't do that. Just let Mommy make you feel good." She sounded like she was miles away. "Mommy knows what you need."

"Oh, I know Mommy, it just feels sooo good. I'm going to shoot my cum soon. Please can I do it inside you? Can I cum in your vagina?"

Her hips began to move quicker now, jerky movements that revealed her approaching orgasm. Her nails dug into my chest.

"Please?"

Now she began to buck across me, her orgasm rapidly approaching.

"Please Mommy?"

"Oh, no, we can't. I can't. Oh my god!" Her left hand left my chest and decisively reached down, wrapping around my soaked shaft as she lifted her hips. She lowered her lips to my ear, I felt the heat of her breath, her lips brushed against me. "Nobody can know, nobody can ever find out..." she whispered urgently.

She aimed me at her core and drove her body down, enveloping me in her wet heat as she began to cum. "Oh my god baby, I'm coming. I'm coming." She began to grind on me, crushing her clit against my pubic bone.

I began to lift her with my thrusts. Her hand was wrapped around the base of my cock, her fingers sliding down below my scrotum, tickling me as I began to catch up. Feeling the contractions below my cock, she squeezed and collapsed on my chest, shuddering in full orgasm as I began to shoot. "Oh baby," she groaned deeply, "that's it, cum for me, cum in Mommy, cum in your mother's pussy."

She had reached the point where lust ruled her mind, her body. Her reservations evaporated. She was cumming to the image of her son blasting his cum inside her. And it was magnificent. I knew that this fantasy touched her deeper than anything we'd played before. As she slumped across my body, I caressed her back and her hair, and she twitched with little aftershocks. Despite having just come, I was still hard inside my sweet sister in law.

She sobbed against my neck, "Oh god, I'm sick. I can't believe I'm thinking about my son that way."

"Hey, it's ok. There's nothing wrong with fantasy, baby. Your boy probably comes twice a day smelling your panties and thinking about you."

She lifted her head and looked at me, "Really?"

"At least. Watch him when he thinks you're not looking. He probably drools looking at your beautiful ass."

She smiled, "You really love that ass, don't you Mikey? Doesn't it make you jealous, other men looking at me?"

"Karin, I'd be happy to share, I want all of your fantasies to come true. If you ever make love to Bobby, I want to hear all about it."

She dropped her head back down, "Oh no, I'd never do that." But I felt a twitch in her pussy, and she began to move a little. The thought of her getting wet over her son made me twitch a little myself.

She looked at me again. "Really, Mikey? That turns you on too?"

"You getting wet, you coming like you just did, that turns me on like crazy."

We were fucking again now, making love really. She slid her voluptuous body slowly against mine, her pussy like a fist around my cock. We talked and fucked for almost a half hour, talking about fantasy and affairs, she got wetter and wetter, her pussy a sloppy mess, and I stayed hard. I didn't think we'd finish again but decided to give her a push.

"You know, Karin, it's not that crazy. I mean, he's an adult. You could be laying on Bobby right here, this could be his young hard cock buried deep inside you. You could make him so happy, give him something that shows you love him more than anything. Imagine him staring at you, sucking on your nipples. Imagine him telling you that he's losing control, that he needs to come. And you could let him, have your son shoot his semen right up inside his mother's wonderful juicy pussy. He'd never forget that moment."

She didn't say anything, but she responded with her body. Her pussy clenched me and she began to move a little more forcefully, bottoming out on each stroke and grinding her clit against me. I flipped us over, and she lifted her knees towards her head, like she did when she was really feeling it. It made her feel more exposed, more slutty. And suddenly she orgasmed, gasping as she came. "Oh, Bobby..." she started, then realized that she'd said his name. We shared a long look, and she began to kiss me deeply, sloppily. Her pussy gripped me tighter and she shuddered through a sweet orgasm, using me again in a new way.

I thought that her Catholic guilt would eat her up over this, but her fantasy life seemed to be acceptable to her now. We'd had so many discussions about seduction and younger lovers, and I started to feed her ideas that worked into our affair.

"Maybe you could seduce one of his friends, that would be fun, right? Maybe right here on his bed. You could do it so that Bobby would catch you, and get him so hard that he would fuck you even with his friend right there. Imagine how hot that would be, fucking your son with his friend just staring at you. Maybe you could suck him while you fuck the other kid."

The panty thing ended up being what was just safe enough, deniable, so that I actually talked her into it.

"When you give him his laundry, leave a few dirty things in the basket like you didn't notice. These," and I held up a wet cummy pair of boy shorts, "could be stuck to the bottom. Imagine how hard that kid would get. He wouldn't last a minute."

I could see instantly that she was considering it. After all, he was already cumming in her panties when he could get a pair. Just maybe.

And a week later I got a call.

"Mikey, I did it."

"What's that?" I had a little idea what "it" was.

"The panty thing. I left some dirty undies in Bobby's laundry, and he took them when he left the house. They were really nasty too, I rubbed them up into my pussy after I gave myself a nice juicy one."

Now I was getting turned on. "Have you seen him since? Tell me everything."

"He came home last night for dinner, and I found them this morning buried in my hamper." She giggled, "they were kind of messy, if you get me. I gave him the nicest hugs while he was here. He had to hold himself away from me, poor kid must have been hard as a rock. He had a pair of workout shorts on and had to run up to his room and put on jeans. I had a pair of yoga pants on that had a tear right by the top of my thighs, I made sure a little of my fur was showing through the hole. And a real thin bra under my top, so my nipples were crazy, and I put on that Amarige perfume that drives you nuts. Every time I saw his reflection, he was adjusting his thing in his pants and he was so turned on that he disappeared for 15 minutes right after dinner. I found the bikini bottoms that I wore yesterday, just oozing with cum, hidden deep down in the hamper."

"Sounds like he's liking his visits home."

"He's spending the weekend with us."

"Karin?"

Her response was breathy, "yes Mike?"

"Are you touching yourself?"

"I'm so wet, my clit is so hard."

"Go up to his room. Put me on video, I want to watch." She was gone for a minute, then the screen showed her on his bed. She was wearing a silky silver robe, and opened it to reveal nothing but a pair of pink panties on her beautiful body.

"Naked now. Pull down the covers, leave him a nice present on his sheets."

She followed my directions and lay back on his bed. Her hands slid sexily down her hips and slowly peeled off her panties. She lifted her ass, then raised her legs to remove them. Her legs fell to the sides, and her pussy shone in the daylight. She began to stroke, slowly at first, then almost immediately began to dig into herself.

"Use your panties, baby, make them wet for your son. Get them soaked with that sweet mommy juice."

That made her groan. She wrapped them around her finger, and began to stroke her soaked cunt. It took no more than a minute for her orgasm to explode inside her. She was thrashing on her son's bed, grunting with pleasure, her legs kicking in the air. I lasted about 5 seconds.

As she finished, she lay panting on his bed, the bed that now smelled like his mother. Her perfume, her cum, her sweat.

"Karin?"

"Yes?" she whispered.

"Are you going to leave your panties under his pillow?"

"Oh, I don't think so. I don't want him to know that I know."

I watched her make up his bed, then approach the camera. She parted her lips for me, and showed me the inside of her treasure, pink and red with arousal, still seeping her honey. "She misses you, Mikey. Come visit soon."

I showed her my cock, semi-hard and dripping cum.

She giggled, "Call me this weekend."

All weekend I waited. Fantasies ran through my mind, picturing Karin in lingerie, her son crazy with desire. How far would her lust allow her to go? Sunday night the phone rang.

"Mikey? Oh my god, I can't believe what I've done." She sounded strange, scared would be good description.

"Yes?"

"I'm going to hell, I really lost control this time."

"Tell me."

It took a couple of minutes, but Karin slowly let it out. And as she told her story, her tone changed from confused and guilty to a kind of satisfaction.

"Well," she took a deep breath, "Bobby came home for the weekend, and he brought his friend Jack. I don't know if you've met Jack, a real nice all-American type. Bobby played baseball with him. I hadn't expected company, and I'd been a little naughty Friday morning, and had left a couple of nice, um, damp garments in the hamper."

"How damp?"

"Oh, Mikey, they were soaked. I was so worked up that I put on my sluttiest panties, the tiny red ones, and walked around wearing nothing else while I got the house ready. I was dripping on the floor! I couldn't help myself, and took my little vibrator into Bobby's room, pulled down the covers and gave myself a nice juicy in his bed."

"So when the boys got home, they took their stuff upstairs. Bobby came down with a strange look on his face, and asked if anybody had been staying in his room. I guessed that he must have smelled me on his bed. I got so flustered, I know I turned beet red, and told him that I had slept in his bed last night because his father had been snoring really loud. A little later, he left Jack and I watching TV and disappeared for about 15 minutes. I wondered what he might be up to, so I kind of snuck upstairs. I could see the hamper open, and sure enough my panties were gone."

"No."

She laughed. "So I tiptoed up to the door, and took a listen. I could hear him breathing hard, and then I could hear a little bit of a 'squish squish' noise. It got my juices flowing knowing that my son was stroking himself off while he smelled his mom's pussy. I snuck around to the bedroom door, and peeked through the crack, and, oh my god, there he sat with the biggest hard-on, just stroking it slowly while he held my panties to his nose. I watched him until he came, it only took a minute. He shot so much cum! First it shot on his chest, but then he grabbed his cock with the panties and just saturated them. His whole body was contracting as he shot it out. I almost passed out I was so turned on that I forgot to breathe. I wanted to walk in, but instead I headed back downstairs.

"Jack asked me if I was ok, my heart was pounding and I was sweating a little. I looked at him and thought that maybe this beautiful young man could save me from myself, and from committing incest. I said that I was fine, and sat down next to him on the couch. He seemed a little uneasy, so I took it slow with him, but every time I touched his thigh or brushed up against him, he would jump like I shocked him. After a while, I just pretended to fall asleep and lay my head on his shoulder. I had my blouse open a little, I knew he could see a good piece of my bra, and he casually let his arm slide down around me. I gave him some deep breaths to tell him he was safe, and he slowly slid his hand inside and just lightly brushed my nipple a few times. I was about to slide down and 'sleep' with my head on his thigh when we heard Bobby coming down the stairs."

"Jack jerked his hand out of my blouse and I pretended to wake up, and headed to the kitchen to get the boys some dinner."

"The weekend was so much fun, both both guys were just doing anything they could to get close to me, and I was just dripping every time I saw their shorts packing a bulge. I think Bobby must have disappeared to masturbate at least 4 or 5 times, and I didn't want to leave Jack out, so I planted a pair of really stinky panties on his floor where I knew he couldn't miss them." She laughed, "I'll never see them again. He's probably got them locked up in his room."

"We spent a couple of hours at the pool yesterday, and I just had to give them a nice show. I wore a new bikini that was a couple of inches shy of the one I've been tanning in, so they could see some untouched white skin around my thighs and the top of my bottom. And of course, I had to ask Jack to rub some lotion on me. I felt bad for Bobby, but I was still entertaining the idea of getting Jack alone for some me time, maybe send Bobby out for some groceries and have a quickie while he was gone."

"I was having a hard time getting Jack close to where I wanted him. I was on my back, and I had my legs apart enough that I knew that he could see a wet spot on my suit bottoms, and I hoped he could maybe smell me. I know I could! But in front of Bobby he was being careful, I was his buddy's mom after all."

"So I sent Bobby inside to get some drinks, and as soon as he left I told Jack, 'honey, that white stripe is where I need it most. It's ok if you get some on my suit, it'll wash off.' I pulled my suit bottoms in tighter to my pussy, past the hair line even, giving him more of me to touch, and it felt so naughty having his fingers rubbing that lotion into my inner thighs right up against the edge, and even feeling my pussy hair. His fingers were shaking so much that I almost grabbed them and put them on my clit.

I rolled over and gave him my ass. I knew that the white strip was even bigger, and told him to really rub it in. Then he started rubbing above the top of my suit, and I did a little back arch and pulled my bottoms down another inch. Now his fingers had to go into the top of my crack. I couldn't see him, but can you imagine how hard he must have been?"

"Then Bobby came back, and Jack dashed for his chair, grabbed a magazine to hide his hard-on, and I was left hanging again."

"When we went inside, Bobby said he was going to take a shower, but I said 'me first.' We both ran for the stairs, and he beat me, so I grabbed him by the back of the trunks and pulled them halfway down his ass. He spun around and pulled them up as I went past, and he instinctively reached out and grabbed my bottoms. They were a little flimsier, and before I could grab them they were off. I mean off, all the way down to my knees. And I'm on my hands and knees on the stairs with my white ass completely naked, I know they could see from my pussy to my butthole. I kind of grabbed them with one hand and spun around, now they could see my whole pussy, and I looked up to see both boys frozen. Their eyes were giant, staring right between my legs, and I swear, Mike, I had a little mini orgasm."

"I pretended to struggle to pull them up, got my knees apart a little too much maybe. Maybe they got to see inside my gooey pink hole. I was so turned on I almost just stripped and let them fuck me on the stairs. Maybe that wouldn't have been all bad. Bobby realized what the situation was and tried to help me dress, but I was moving around so much that I ended up straddling his arm, I felt it slide from between my legs, right up against my mound. His forearm must have been coated. I think it was his thumb that I felt run up inside my lips, it bumped my clit and I gasped."

"Finally, I just stood up and calmly pulled up my bikini, went up the stairs and took my shower. As tempted as I was to give myself a nice rub, I knew that after the boys left I'd take a nice long bath and treat myself."

"I put on a short jean skirt and my favorite black thong, matching bra and a cotton blouse, and went downstairs. The boys had recovered, they were just watching tv. Bobby didn't say anything, just went upstairs to get his shower, and probably would have found some 'relief' if Jack hadn't been waiting his turn."

"So we went out for a bite, both boys were kind of quiet. I ignored the elephant in the room and finally it seemed like the awkwardness of them seeing me spread on the staircase was behind us. When we got home, we played a little cards and had a few beers, and I started up again with the 'unintentional' flirting. I asked them if they wanted to play strip poker, and they looked at each other with the funniest expression, like 'holy shit.' But then I laughed, and they were a little embarrassed that they thought I was serious."

"I asked them, 'didn't you get a good enough look at me on the stairs?' and they both blushed scarlet."

"They had a friend picking them up late, so Bobby said that he was going to pack up. Jack was going to as well, but I said, 'you're not going to leave me alone already, are you?' and patted the couch next to me. Bobby gave us a funny look and headed upstairs."

"I know I'm evil, but I put on "Body Heat," and settled next to the boy. I could see him starting to sweat a little, and after a while I gave him a minute to recompose himself and went upstairs. I really went up because Bobby had been up there a while, and I wanted to have a look-see. Sure enough, my bikini bottoms were missing from the hamper! I listened at the door, he was at it again, I could hear him sigh, heard the wet stroking sounds. God, this kid was a machine! And then I heard him say 'oh Mommy,' and now I was the one sweating. I had my hand on the doorknob, and if I hadn't suddenly realized that I had another hard cock on the couch downstairs, I may have given myself to my son."

"Back downstairs, I knew I had to take advantage of my son's friend, or I was damned sure going to have my son, so I said that I was going to grab a beer and would get him one too."

"I came back in, and handed him the bottle, then I went to grab a couple of coasters. I was feeling nice and naughty, so I bent way over to pick them up, giving him a nice view of my black lacy thong and my thighs when my short skirt rode up. I busted him when I turned around, and now he was blushing. It was so cute. So I sat next to him on the couch, and started flirting. I would touch his arm when we talked, I managed to rub my tits against it, and when he made me laugh, I just lightly touched his thigh. Mikey, he jumped like I'd tased him!"

"It took about 30 seconds to get him hard, and I'm thinking, 'how am I going to get this kid's pants off?' So I spilled my beer on him. Simple, right? It was so funny! He jumped up, and his cock was stuck in his pants leg, so it was so obvious," She was laughing with delight as she told the story. "So I played the fumbling bimbo, and started brushing the beer off of his pants, right across his hard-on. He kept trying to turn away, saying, 'it's ok, it's ok,' and finally started heading up the stairs. I followed him up, trying not to laugh as I apologized, and told him to get those wet pants off, and I'll throw them in the washer. I gave him a minute in the room and walked in with a laundry basket. He almost died, he was standing there in his wet boxer briefs, turned around trying to keep me from seeing his big tent. I told him to give me the jeans, and he tossed them in the basket. I told him not to be shy, he didn't have anything I hadn't seen before, and just get those wet undies off. He was speechless, and stammered something about being embarrassed."

"I couldn't help myself, I walked right up to him and put my hands on his shoulders. His head was hanging down, and his hands were covering his crotch. I whispered that it was ok, just relax, let mommy take care of everything. I squatted down and slid my hands down his sides. Then I softly slipped my fingers inside the waist of his underwear and peeled them off of his hard white ass. They had no chance of clearing his cock, and he was pressing them against his front, so, one-by-one, I moved his hands away, whispering that it was all right, Mommy knew what he needed. I reached around him and pulled the waist out past the head of his cock as I rested my head against his side. Now I could see it, an absolutely perfect 7-inch penis, just pulsing with need. His hands went back to cover as I pulled the underwear down his legs. Poor kid was in a coma he was so turned on and shy."

"I asked him if he had another pair, and he didn't. Standing there completely naked, holding his cock. So I stood up again and put my hands on his sides, and whispered that I had sooo many pairs of underwear, and he could borrow some of mine. He was terrified. Just stood there. I folded my skirt up, and watched him in the mirror as he realized what I was doing. His mouth was hanging open, eyes kind of glassy. I peeled off my panties, that lovely black thong that you love, and it was as wet as his, but not with beer. I squatted down again, feeling the cool air against my wet naked pussy now, and held the legs open. 'These are wet too, honey,' I cooed, 'but they're nice and warm.' That actually made him groan. I pulled them up his legs, and fit the thong right up his ass. I even pressed it to his butthole, that got me a gasp from him. Then I moved his hands away again. 'No need to hide that lovely cock, Jack,' I told him. I pulled the panel out and over his balls and the shaft. It didn't quite reach high enough to cover him completely, and I softly held his cock and tried to maneuver it into the silk."

"'Nope, this won't work baby,' I whispered. I walked around him and sat on the edge of the bed, crooked my finger to bring him to me. His expression was just amazed, he stepped up to me in those panties, his big purple shiny head completely exposed. 'Let mommy help you,' I told him, and very slowly lowered the panties below his balls. He didn't know what to do with his hands, so I took them and placed them on my head. His fingers combed into my hair. 'I can make them fit better if I get rid of this erection,' I told him, and touched the tip of his cock with my finger. It oozed a little pre-cum, and I smeared it around and around. A little more came out, and I looked up at him. 'Is it ok if Mommy tries a little taste?'"

"He couldn't answer, just nodded. I stuck my tongue out, and just very lightly licked the slit clean of the sticky nectar. You would have thought a bolt of lightning had hit him. Then I put the head into my mouth, just held it there, and let a big glob of spit drool down onto him. Now his head went back and he started panting. I knew I didn't have much time, so I wrapped my hand around him and stroked all the way down, then back up. On each upstroke, my thumb would follow the ridge up over the head and capture a little more of his lubrication."

"How many strokes did it take, baby?" I asked, now stroking my own.

"Seven, maybe eight," she laughed. "Are you playing with yourself? Is mommy's story getting you horny?"

"Oh fuck yes."

"Well, his eyes got real big, and he said, 'watch out!' I wrapped one hand around his balls, stroking under his sack like you like it, and stroked the shaft with the other. I put the big plum head in my mouth, and licked the underside really hard, and that kid about blew the back of my head off! I'm not kidding Mikey, it was like a quart of cum, and came out like a firehose. I gagged and tried to hold him in my mouth, but he's pretty strong, and he slammed my head into him and started fucking my face as that cum filled me up. I was choking and cum started spurting out of my nose, and my god it just kept coming. And I loved it, Mikey, I loved it. I was just a mess, cum all over my face, tears running down it, coughing and gagging. And swallowing, it was so yummy."

"Then he let go of my head and started apologizing, he was so sweet. 'I'm so sorry, Mrs. Morin.' He was wiping my face, and getting it in my hair. His dick was still hard, and kept smearing more cum on my cheek. And he's still apologizing. I was laughing and telling him it was ok, really, I loved it. I stood up and hugged him close, getting more cum on my clothes and looked him in the eyes. He was just loving me so much, he kissed me. My face full of cum, and this kid is kissing like it's prom night."

"Then he settled down a little, and we stood there making out, really sweetly. My panties had fallen off of his feet, so he was totally naked, and his cock was pressed into my tummy. I started really juicing up, so I backed up to the bed, leading him by the hand, and sat down. I kissed his cock, and it twitched for me, which you know I love, but it was ready for a nap. I scooched back on the bed, thinking about all times you and I have made love, or fucked on it, and l lifted up my hips and pulled off my skirt. He was locked in on my pussy, couldn't take his eyes off of it."

"Propped up those big pillows and leaned back on them, spread my knees to give him the view, and beckoned him with my finger. He crawled up between my legs and started kissing on me again, licking my neck and unbuttoned my shirt. Pretty soon it was off, and now it was just me and my bra, that real nice black sheer one that has the front clasp. He kept trying to pop the clasp without looking, fumbling around. I tried hard not to laugh, but finally he gave it all of his attention and I think he would have destroyed it if I hadn't helped out."

"When my breasts came out he was on them in a second, sucking my nipples so hard, back and forth on them. I felt like I was peeing on the bed cover, I was so wet. But every time I closed my eyes it was Bobby sucking on them. I knew he was next door, stroking himself while he sniffed my undies and if I didn't cum soon I wasn't going to be able to stop myself from bursting in on him."

"I pulled Jack off my tits and held his face. I could feel his heart pounding against my knees, he was so cute, just looking for direction, like a puppy. I pulled him up for a quick kiss that turned into a long wet one, then asked him if he was ready to taste me. He didn't get it right away, started kissing me again, but I said, "Uh uh" and stopped him, then started pushing his shoulders then his head, until he reached my belly button. He licked it a few times and then kissed below it all the way down. I lifted my legs up for him and he settled in between my thighs. I know he really wanted to have a long look, but I was getting desperate."

"I rubbed my clit to give him direction, and he jumped on it, mauling it like it was a tootsie pop, so I started telling him what I wanted. I had him lick up and down, nibble at my clit, and kiss around my lips. He was getting into it, but I was loving it! He started tonguing my hole, and then fucking me with it all on his own. I was getting teased, I'm so used to you knowing where and when and how many fingers, but I didn't mind. It was a huge build up."

"Finally, I just had to tell him, 'Lick mommy's butthole, baby.' He hesitated for just a second, but he wasn't going to deny me. His first couple of licks were pretty light, like he just wasn't sure, but I had so much juice flowing over it from my pussy that he started enjoying it pretty quick. Before I knew it, he was worming a finger inside and licking all around it. I started rubbing my clit and knew that I was about to crash over the wall. I told him to put a finger into my pussy now, and as soon as he did, I started to shake and it hit me hard. I started wailing, and he doubled down on me, put another finger in me and my god it set me up. I started feeling it erupt in me, and just kept coming on stronger."

I hadn't really lit off yet, but I was on the verge, but I was afraid I wasn't going to get there. But each time it started tapering off, he'd tickle something or stick his tongue in me and it just kept rolling on. But I bet you'll never guess what finally blew me up."

"Did he say something?"

"Nooo..."

"Tell me."

"It was Bobby. I looked over his back, this young man with his face in my soaked hairy pussy, and my son was standing in the door. He stood there with no pants on, no underwear, just a t-shirt. His cock was absolutely rigid, straight up, he was mesmerized, and he still had my bikini in his hand! He must have heard us and peeked in."

"Did you cum for him?"

"Oh Mike." Her voice dropped, deep and thick, "I came like a bomb went off. I groaned, 'Oh Bobby,' and I don't think Jack even noticed. But Bobby did. He looked into my eyes and I stared at my son while my pussy just exploded. I love you Mike, but this was... I can't even tell you. It's all your fault, but I've been thinking about him all the time, whenever I'm coming his face is there. And there he was, watching his mom orgasm, feet flailing in the air, asshole and pussy soaked... Wow."

"He'll never forget that, baby."

"Oh Mike, don't you know? Can't you feel what just had to happen?"

"Oh Karin, you bad, bad mommy. Please tell me."

"Yes." There was a long pause, she inhaled deeply and continued. "I still have my son's sperm swimming in me." Her voice got dreamy and sweet. "My panties are just full of his cum. I did it, Mike, I made love to Bobby."

I was trying to make it to the end of the story, but that was too much, and I shot my load. My sweet sister in law had made her son's dreams come true, lucky bastard.

I closed my eyes and waited for the tale, but Karin was determined to save the rest. "Not tonight, lover. The boys just left and I'm so tired. I've told you enough for one night. Come see me if you want more."

I wanted more so bad that I was on a flight to Cincinnati the next morning.

Karin picked me up at the airport, still looking worn out and slutty. Her blouse and skirt were rumpled and her hair was tangled. I knew what held the clumps together. She hadn't showered, and was still splattered, inside and out, with teen cum. She kissed me wetly, rubbed against me, feeling my hardness.

"Sorry, baby, those boys kept me up late, and by the time I got done talking to you, I was just too tired to clean up. Plus, I wanted to save you a little taste of my night. I want you to enjoy what a slut I've become. I ran my hand up under the back of her skirt, finding her smooth round ass naked, just a tightly gathered thong covering her crack. I could feel the crusty residue permeating it and when I reached deep to slide my finger between her labia, they were slick and wet."

We climbed in the car, and made the 15-minute drive in silence, she looking pensive, and me just taking in her sluttiness. I could make out dried cum on her neck, see the sticky mess in her thick blonde hair, and, most of all, I could smell her.

She parked in the garage, and I followed her into the house and immediately up the stairs. She turned into the guest room where, I gathered, the surprise incestuous orgy had taken place. The bed sure looked like it had been abused, and the smell of sex hung in the room. Karin slipped out of her skirt and blouse, and stood by the bed in just her thong. I was naked in no time, my cock fully erect in anticipation. That brought a tired smile from my lover, and I walked over to kiss her deeply, wondering what things that tongue and those lips had been up to that I hadn't heard about yet.

I turned her to the bed, ran my hands up to caress her heavy naked breasts over her stained bra, then released it and marveled at the giant nipples as I tugged them to full erection. She moaned and leaned back against me, pulling my hand by the wrist, directing it down over her tummy and into her panties. The smooth satin was crusty with semen, but lower, between her thighs, the fluid was wet and hot. Her pubic hair was a mess of wet and dried cum. My finger found her clit and I stroked her there, then scooped up some fluid to lubricate my stimulation. Slipping two fingers lower, I found her pussy relaxed and absolutely saturated, opening her lips allowed a glob of cum to drip from her. I rubbed my now-covered hand all over her ass cheeks, and stroked the center strap of the thong, amazed at the heat radiating from her core.

Karin slumped over onto the mattress, and I grasped her panties by the sides. She lifted her hips and I slipped them down and off. Now I beheld her pussy and pushed her thighs apart to take in the amazing mess. Her pubic hair, saturated with cum, her lips still engorged and pink, and then she brought her hands back to spread herself open. "Can you see, Mikey? Can you see what my guys did to me?" It seemed like she was just filled. Cum steadily oozed out of her, filtering through her bush and saturating the sheets below.

I kissed her on the ass, and she giggled, "dessert before breakfast? I'm not sure there's room inside me with all the cum those boys pumped in me last night." I looked down at her abused pussy, and then stood and began to stroke the head of my cock up and down the messy furrow as a little rivulet bubbled out of her. When I slipped inside her, I was just stirring a bowl of cum, cooking my cock inside her. My first backstroke I slipped from her and the trickle of cum became a stream, like she was peeing cum, soaking both of us as well as the sheets below.

It was going to be all I could do to ram my cock back into her swollen vagina before I exploded on the sheets, and as I aligned it with her, I looked down to see her sweet anus clenching with her squeezes. I scooped up a dollop of cream on the head of my cock, and pressed it around that opening instead, then began to ease inside, while reaching down and strumming her clit with my thumb. That tunnel was plenty tight, she squeezed me as I reached deeper and deeper. I didn't get two strokes in before her spasms sent me off, cumming as deep within her as I ever had. Her orgasm followed mine, and as I finished injecting Karin's ass, I collapsed on her sweat-soaked back. She bucked that beautiful ass up against me, mashing her cheeks on my thighs until finally we both lay gasping for breath, our bodies sliding against each other.

When I'd recovered enough, I pulled out of her ass and rolled her over. Her legs spread for me, and I inserted my still hard shaft into her pussy. It was so slippery with cum, and so used up that I could hardly feel friction. It felt as though I was just soaking my cock in soup. We kissed, relishing the reunion, and she fixed me with a searching gaze.

"So, are you ready to hear all about my adventures with the boys?" I felt her pussy clench me just then, and I began to move inside her. Looking down at her, face shiny with cum and sweat, her hair a disaster with the same, my cock lurched in her canal

"All about it, Mommy."

Another clench, this one her whole body, her expression changed to a grimace of pleasure. I began to stroke her long and slow, I'd stop deep within her pussy and just feel her. Her breasts cushioning my chest, her matted pubic hair scratching my pelvis, her thighs rubbing along my own. She kissed me long and wet and soft.

And as we lay there, slowly fucking in the bed where she'd succumbed to her lust for her son, Karin told me the rest of her story from the previous night.

"So, where was I?"

"You were cumming while your son watched."

"Oh my god, I wasn't just cumming, Mike, I don't know how to describe it. He stood there watching me, my whole body opened up to his friend's mouth, and just gushing cum. Bobby's cock was so hard, I could see it pulsing."

Her expression showed that she was savoring the memory. "I just came so hard. I wrapped my legs around Jack's head and held him to me with both hands. I drowned him with my pussy. The whole time I'm staring at Bobby, and he's looking at me, just staring. After my ass quit bouncing off the bed, I let go of Jack, and he dropped to the floor, sitting there soaked, gasping for breath. But Bobby still stood frozen, now he was staring at my naked pussy. He looked like he thought he should have left, but just couldn't. I was panting and sweating, little sparks kept shooting through my clit."

"Jack was wiping his face, and he turned around and saw Bobby there. "Oh man, I'm sorry, I..." But Bobby didn't even hear him. He just stared at me with a lost look. I said, 'come here, baby,' and Jack turned from me to Bobby and back, his expression was priceless. He watched a son, with a naked erection, approach his mom who was lying on a bed with her legs spread. He was just awestruck."

"Bobby walked over to the bed as if he was in a trance. I moved to the edge of the bed, and his cock, so fat and red, my son's hard cock was right in my face. I wrapped my hand around it, just barely touching. The heat was intense, it was crazy hard. On one hand I just wanted to fuck him right now, but I also wanted to take it slow, make it an experience he'd treasure. I kissed the tip, wiggled my tongue in his pee slit, then held the helmet in my mouth. He groaned, and I knew that he was losing control. I released him, that beautiful cock bobbed up and down in front of me, and I gazed into his eyes. He was drunk with lust for me, it made me shiver."

"I slid back up on the bed and spread my thighs. His gaze dropped to my pussy now, so open to him, so wet and juicy. 'I know how you love tasting my panties, Bobby. Now you get to taste Mommy's pussy for real!' His expression was priceless, like Christmas morning."

"So my son knelt by the bed, and leaned into my sloppy cunt. He stopped, and I knew that he was smelling me, like you do, like he'd been doing with my panties for years. He started so slowly, licking around the inside of my thighs, kissing right up where my hair starts, then he was exploring my lips, and running his tongue all over between my legs, but I wanted him inside me. I pulled his head in and held him there. He started licking and sucking, wet slurping sounds, I was gushing now, the mess running down his chin and neck, and I moved his head around with my hands. Finally he found my button, and started sucking hard. 'Easy baby, sensitive,' I told him, and his sucking turned to stroking and kissing. His face moved side to side, smearing our musky secretions all over it, and then I felt his hands sliding down my thighs from above. Closer and closer, until they reached my pussy, and his thumbs eased inside. I'd never felt so wide open, it felt like he could crawl inside me. My orgasm hit like a truck, I fell back with my hands above my head, my legs spread and straight, I became my pussy. I was groaning and shaking, his tongue was inside me, his nose on my clit, it was amazing. I lay there shuddering as he finished his job, licking all around his mommy's pussy."

"I almost kind of passed out, I guess, but then I felt the bed move, and I was pushed up on the mattress. I looked up, and my son was naked, kneeling between my spread legs, his cock jutting obscenely towards his mother's cunt. He was going to do it, we were going to do it! We were actually going to make love. I thought I'd be conflicted, but I wasn't a bit. I held my arms out to my boy, and he came to me, sliding his body up mine to kiss me with more than a son's love. His face was wet with my cum, I just loved licking it off of him as he licked and sucked at my face."

"Our skin was slick with sweat, like an external erogenous zone, as we slid our nakedness all over each other. My breasts were sliding back and forth on his chest, his chest hair was tickling my nipples, and you know how huge they get. I felt his cock then, pressing into me, searching for the opening. I smiled and reached down between us, finding the hardened shaft, and aiming to my gooey hole. My heart hammered, I couldn't believe my son was going to be inside me. 'Slowly,' I told him, though I was so slick that there would be no difficulty. I wanted to feel every inch as this fantasy became reality. First the smooth roundness of the bulbous head, slowly parting my labia. I slid it up and down, opening myself up to his penetration. Then I released his cock, and put my hands on his ass, urging him inside me just an inch, his fat cock spreading me wide, wider than I ever expected. He lifted up above me to watch, his eyes were so wide, watching his hard cock enter the forbidden flesh of his mother as I caressed his smooth young ass."

"'Wait,' I told him. He stopped, then, 'Ok baby, slide just another half inch inside me.' He tried to obey, poor baby, but he started to shake like a leaf, and he was fighting the instinct that drove him to dig deep, desperate for me. I had to put my heels on his hips and stop him and sternly told him to pull it out. He looked like he was going to cry, I really expected him to lose control and ram it fully inside me, but he obeyed. He was on his knees, avoiding touching it to me, so close to losing control. His cock was so hard, just purple, bouncing up and down, soaked with my juice. 'I'm sorry Mom! Please can I make love to you?'"

"I gave him a minute, knowing that one thrust would be all that he could handle. Not just him, either. 'Ok, baby, are you ready for Mommy again?' He nodded, he looked so grateful that he was going to be allowed back inside my body. I lightly held him and brought his cock to my lips. It pulsed in my hand, it was so hot it almost burned me. I moved it around, centering it on my canal. 'When I tell you, slide it all the way inside Mommy. Ok?' He nodded. 'Then I want you to just hold it there, deep inside me without moving.'"

"'Can I cum in you?'"

"'How do you ask?' I asked softly. "

"'Please, can I cum inside you?'"

"He looked so cute, trying to please me. And, god, was he pleasing me. 'Please Mom, can I cum inside your pussy? Please?' I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug my fingernails into his ass. 'Now, baby. Now. Cum in Mommy.'

"Bobby rammed his cock into me then, filling me with his surging cock and held deep inside me. It was as though his cock was created for my pussy, every curve and bulge just fit perfectly. Like I created the perfect cock for my pleasure. We held still, my pussy molded to every inch of his shaft, as I stroked his hard young ass. Then I felt my orgasm starting, and I squeezed around his cock as hard as I could. He cried out and throbbed inside me, filling me instantly with his cum. I could feel him, his cock leaping inside me, his cum splattering on my walls, his body driving me across the mattress trying to get even deeper."

As she told her story, her eyes closed, and I could see that she was reliving her fantasy-become-reality. Her pussy began to clench me, coaxing me to give her another load of cum, and I was helpless to deny her. Driving hard into her, I shot a stream into her well-fucked canal, adding to the collection of syrup coating her insides.

She continued, even as I lurched against her.

"'Ohhhhh, Mom. Oh my god Mom. Bobby was groaning as he filled me with his forbidden seed. I started sobbing with the pure pleasure of giving myself to my son, knowing he'd never have another experience so erotic, so wrong, so amazing, as filling his Mother with his sperm. My pelvis tilted up, urging him deeper, my legs, up around his waist now, squeezed him fiercely, trying to coax every drop of his gift through that shaft into my clutching cunt."

"Even before he was done cumming, I could feel his cum oozing out of me around his cock, dribbling down my cleft, over my ass. But Bobby kept pumping me fuller and fuller of the white gel, as my pussy contracted around his throbbing rod. Finally his orgasm slowed, the pulses faded, and he collapsed onto me. My legs were still around him, and he buried his face into my neck, softly sucking and licking."

"I heard somebody say, 'Oh my god,' and I thought for a second that George had caught us. I looked up, and it was just as you said, Mikey, there was Jack. He was standing there, his cock was hard again, and his fist was around it. Standing there watching my son cum in my pussy. It made me have a little mini-cum!"

"Bobby was mortified. He tried to get off me, but I held him inside me with my arms and legs wrapped around him. Finally, I let him loose, and he jumped up, covering his cock. He tried to say something to Jack but was just speechless. So they're both standing there with hard-ons, I'm lying on my back with my son's cream drooling out of my pussy, a big puddle under my ass, and I just started to laugh. I didn't know what to do, so I just told the boys to come over. Both of them just stared at my pussy, and I had to tell them again. I had them sit on both sides of me, and said, 'we need to have an understanding here, boys. This is just between us, you understand?' They both nodded, but their eyes never left my pussy. I asked them if they had any questions, and they just shook their heads. So I rolled over and got on all fours, cum was just dribbling out of me, hanging from my bush, I felt so nasty."

"I looked back at Jack and asked, 'Just us, right?' He just nodded again, and I told him, 'Ok, I'm here for you, baby. Do you want to cum in me too?'"

"He looked like he won the lottery, he was so excited that he couldn't speak, just nodded like crazy. So I pulled a pillow over and lowered my head to it. Just waited there with my ass in the air, Bobby's cum drying and dripping. Jack grabbed me by the hips and I felt his cock stabbing at me, just like Bobby had, searching for the secret passage. 'Slow down, baby,' I cooed. I reached between my legs and just lightly held him, rubbing it into the mess that was my pussy. I heard him groan, and felt his shaft swell, and before I could even stuff him inside me, he was shooting all over me. I felt a spurt land all the way up my back, it actually got in my hair! Then all over my ass. By the third shot he had found his way inside, and rammed deep into me. My pussy was so wet, we made these loud slurping sounds as he pumped me full. And now it was dribbling down my back, dripping off my sides. God, how do those young boys make so much cum?"

"He just kind of collapsed onto my back, but kept stroking inside me until he just wasn't hard enough to stay in. It felt so nice, he was kissing the back of my neck, reaching under to stroke my breasts. His body molded to my ass. He apologized for cumming too soon, but kept rubbing his softening cock up and down my ass crack. I was wishing he was hard enough to give me a little anal pleasure, but he was spent."

"I saw Bobby standing by the side of the bed now, his cock was just sticking straight out, so I reached over and took it in my hand, and drew him onto the bed next to me. He knelt by my side, and I raised up to my knees, Jack was holding me from behind now, his cock hanging between my cheeks, stroking my pussy with one hand and pulling on my nipples with the other. I filled my mouth with my son's erection. He started fucking my mouth, and I had to slow him down too. But it didn't last a couple of minutes, he started to shudder, and grabbed my head as he shot down my throat. Good thing you gave me some practice, lover! I gagged and I think it scared him, 'cause he pulled out, but shot a little on my face."

"So now I'm just drenched in cum, inside and out. The three of us collapsed on the bed, and I rolled over and held them both, one on each side, lying on me with a leg over my spread legs. We had cum and sweat all over us! Bobby started kissing me, and I guided Jack's face to my nipple. One of them was stroking up and down my pussy, it was such a mess! It gave me such a tingle to have both of them loving me. I took turns kissing my boys, they kissed so sweetly, didn't care that they were tasting themselves and me, they were so in love with me. We lay like that, touching and kissing, and believe it or not I started feeling their cocks start to wake up against my thighs. I thought we were done, but turns out they still had something for me."

"When their ride, a female friend, showed up, I was riding my son, slowly sliding back and forth, loving the depth he reached inside me. His hands palmed my ass as I moved on him, staring up at me, just amazed that he was really fucking his mom. Jack was in the shower, so Bobby had to get the door. Can you imagine? He had to pull his cock out of his mom to let his friend in. I was about to go greet her, but caught my reflection in the mirror, and was horrified. I looked like I'd just fucked a bachelor party! Bobby jumped in the shower as Jack dressed, but I just lay there on the bed, softly rubbing my pussy, massaging my breasts."

"When they came in to say goodbye, I had to toy with them some. I asked them if their friend would rather stay and play with us, and I think that actually scared them. I made Jack wear my thong home, I knew he wouldn't mind, figured he'd enjoy it for weeks."

And as a parting gift, I slid my bikini bottoms, and a pair of dirty panties into Bobby's suitcase with a little note, 'All my love, Mommy.'"

"Holy shit, Karin, that's the most amazing story..." I kissed her. "Have you heard from him since he got home?"

She smiled dreamily, "Oh yes, he said he's planning on spending a lot more time at home from now on. He said he forgot how much he likes being around his mom."