Britslut’s

Slutty Stories

  Family Holiday

Day 1

© Copyright britslut 2007. No re-use allowed without permission.

 This is my first attempt at writing from the point of view of a male - in this case a 15-year-old boy. 

It’s rather long so I have divided it into sections .

The scene was a holiday villa on Majorca . Me, my twin sister, my mum (divorced two years ago) and her new man. It was supposed to be a ‘family’ holiday for us to relax and get to know Jim, the new lover (although she never admitted to having sex with him and we weren’t supposed to know).

Pauline (my sister) and I were fifteen. We had fought like cat and dog ever since we were old enough to notice the other’s existence, and only in the last year had gradually come to tolerate each other and even to get on reasonably well. I had actually grown quite fond of her. I think it was the trauma of our parents’ divorce that had brought us together. Pauline is slim and pale - she cares nothing for sunbathing - and recently has begun to look fairly pretty from certain angles, although she has a few spots too. I’m tall and solid and dark, and like to keep fit. Both of us had had boy/girlfriends but were still virgins. (I know I was and my friends would have told me if they had any info on Pauline.)

Mum is tall - the same height as me - with a good figure. She looks younger than she is (45) apart from the stress lines around her eyes which had come on during her divorce. I had never even considered the possibility of her having sex until one day, shortly after my dad had left to live with his ‘fancy woman’, I found her in tears. She told me that she missed him terribly and was finding it very hard with her ‘needs’. Did I think she was still attractive? I didn’t know what to say so I hugged her, but it got me thinking. Stepping back, I realised that she was a very attractive woman and found myself fantasising about her having sex with a man, which disturbed me at first.

Soon the man appeared. I don’t know how she met Jim but within a few weeks he was coming to dinner, spending days with us and even staying the night. The fiction was that he slept on the sofa downstairs but we knew different. Mum looked happy and contented and started wearing tight and revealing clothes. After Jim had ‘slept on the sofa’ she was sleepy-eyed and languorous, almost purring. They touched each other constantly. Pauline thought it was yucky but I was pleased for Mum. Jim was handsome, fit and a really nice guy and I fantasised even more about what they got up to together.

Holiday brochures had been inspected and they sat down with us and said that they had booked a villa in Majorca for two weeks. Trouble was, there were only two bedrooms, so would Pauline and I mind sharing - twin beds, of course. We looked at each other and shrugged. I had no problem with it and neither did she. The obvious conclusion, that Mum and Jim would be sharing the double bed, was in both our minds.

The villa turned out to be OK, a single storey white affair in its own garden, close to the beach. Both bedrooms had double doors onto a veranda. There was a lounge/diner, a tiny kitchen and a small bathroom, but it was clean and well-appointed. We dispersed into our rooms to unpack, and almost immediately heard thumping noises through the thin interior wall. Then there were giggles and some moaning. 

‘They’re screwing,’ Pauline said, making a face. 

‘He’s been wanting it all the time we were on the plane,’ I said. ‘I saw him stroking her bum.’

‘What do you think about it?’ she asked, unusually serious.

I shrugged. ‘Well, good luck to her. It’s probably what she needs.’

‘Yeah, but … it’s a bit weird, isn’t it? At their age.’

‘I thought so at first, but I’m OK with it.’

Pauline flopped down on her bed. ‘It’s time I got screwed. All my friends have done it, or so they say. Maybe I’ll find a boy here.’

I felt myself flushing. Somehow the thought of my sister having sex with some spotty bloke was much more gross than my mum and Jim. I felt a surge of protectiveness towards her.

‘Don’t … do it unless you want to,’ I mumbled. ‘You don’t have to …’

‘God, you sound like a teacher,’ she said, turning over on her back and spreading her denim-clad legs blatantly. ‘It’d be good. I’m ready. Just listen to them next door: “oh, oh, oh!”’

And indeed the noises were getting louder. Pauline was giggling silently. I blushed hotter as we listened to mum’s cries of climax and Jim’s deeper grunts. They obviously did not know how thin the walls were. I wondered how to let her know discreetly, for I couldn’t face the thought of spending two weeks listening to sex.

It was hot during the day and we quickly shed as many clothes as we could - even Pauline, although at mum’s insistence she plastered herself with suntan cream. I lived in a pair of shorts (I never burn), Mum sported a short red sundress or a selection of very small bikinis, and Jim also stuck to shorts only. I noticed them tenting somewhat, especially just before he and mum disappeared into the villa for a ‘lie down’. It was Pauline who pointed out gleefully to me that mum’s nipples were always hard. She slouched around in a T shirt and cut-off denim shorts, ogling passing boys but too shy to say anything to them.

I was in a state of confusion. Several times I had caught myself looking at my mum’s body (almost all of which was on show) and wondering what she would look like naked, what it felt like for Jim when he stuck his cock into her, whether her cunt was permanently lubricated with her juices or his spunk. I developed erections whenever I let my thoughts wander.

This was a problem, as normally I wanked in bed each night to release the pressure. I had forgotten that I would not be alone, and should have done it in the toilet beforehand. However it was too late … Mum and Jim were cuddling on the settee and Pauline and I went off to bed, tired after the flight. I was already in bed with my usual boner when Pauline appeared from the bathroom in her T-shirt nightie. She flopped into her bed, pulled the blankets up and almost immediately threw them off again. It was hot in the room. I had just a sheet over me. My cock distended it but fortunately it was pretty dark.

‘Do you think we should open the door?’ she said. ‘I’m stifling.’

‘Could do. Might get insects in, though.’

‘Let’s try it.’

We argued for a bit over who was going to get out of bed and open it. I lost. I walked sideways, trying to keep my tented shorts out of her view. The fresh air swirled in and made the room bearable.

I lay listening to her breathing - I was not used to sleeping in the same room as another person. After a while Pauline said in a small voice, ‘Phil … do you masturbate?’

I was nonplussed. We had never discussed this sort of thing together. I said nothing.

‘I do,’ she said. ‘Most nights. It helps me get to sleep.’

‘Oh,’ I said. 

‘So do you? I bet you do.’

‘Um, yes, I do.’

‘How often?’ my sister asked in that tone of voice that said she was determined to find something out.

‘Um, most days.’

‘Not every day?’

‘Well, nearly every day.’

‘Just once a day?’

‘Sometimes. Sometimes twice … or three times.’

‘Fascinating,’ she murmured. There was a long pause.

‘Are you going to do it tonight?’

‘No,’ I said without thinking. ‘Are you?’

‘I might,’ she said. ‘But only when you’re asleep.’

The way my cock was pulsating with pressurised sperm, it would be a long time before I fell asleep. I thought about the idea of my sister masturbating. It revolted me faintly but also aroused me. I found it hard to imagine.

After a while the noises began from next door: squeaks and creaks from the bed, soft sighs and whimpers in my mum’s voice, Jim’s growls and grunts. Rhythms established themselves and then expired again.

‘They’re at it again,’ Pauline whispered. ‘He’s giving her a good shagging!’

The sounds increased and we could make out words ‘oh yes, yes, give it to me, harder’ and ‘oh god, fuck, fuck, you cunt.’ I stroked my cock gingerly, careful not to make any noise. I could see Pauline’s bed in the faint light. She was lying on her back - was her hand moving slowly between her legs?

I heard her throw back the sheet and get up. My hand froze on my cock. She padded to the French windows, a pale shape, and slipped out. I wondered what she was doing - surely not having a pee on the grass? After a few minutes she slid back in and stood by my bed.

‘Phil, come outside! You’ve got to see!’ She pulled my arm.

‘What is it?’

‘Come and look!’ She was so excited that I got up, trying to casually cover my bulging shorts with a hand, but she had turned away and was dragging me after her. The concrete veranda was cool on my bare feet. She pulled me over to the French windows of the other bedroom. The curtains were only half drawn and the bedside light was on, casting a deep yellow glow everywhere. My mouth fell open as I made out mum and Jim on the bed. Both were stark naked. She was spread-eagled under him, her legs locked around his waist, her hands gripping the wrought iron bedhead. His muscular body plunged rhythmically, his buttocks clenched as he pumped himself into her. Her head was twisted to one side, her breasts crushed under him. Both their bodies glistened with perspiration.

‘Fucking Jesus!’ Pauline whispered. She could be very crude at times. Her hand squeezed my arm painfully.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the two adults coupling like animals on the rumpled white sheet. I had seen hardcore porn before (although only featuring teen girls, and very posed) but this was nothing like it. The raw sex hit you in the face.

The rhythm of their fucking increased and my mum’s cries grew shriller. Finally she arched her back, lifting Jim with her, and emitted a series of what sounded like agonised screams. Her strong legs clenched around his waist. Before she had finished, his thrusting reached a peak and his buttocks clenched tight and his back arched as he drove himself another inch into her and (one must assume) spurted his cum deep inside her.

They collapsed, drops of sweat running down their flanks, their bodies quivering softly. By unspoken consent Pauline and I crept back to our own room and got into our beds.

Eve my sister was lost for words (an unusual event). We lay there silently, trying to digest what we had just watched. I turned my head. In the dim light I could see under the sheet her hand moving strongly between her spread legs. Her face was turned towards me. I grasped my cock firmly, all embarrassment evaporating, and began to rub. I think we achieved orgasm together. My sister’s head tossed from side to side. I arched my hips and let the pent-up cum spurt warmly over my stomach. I drifted into an exhausted sleep.

 Family Holiday

Day 2

© Copyright britslut 2007. No re-use allowed without permission.

In the morning the sheet was stuck to me. Pauline was still fast asleep. Carefully I peeled the sheet off and headed for the shower. My mum and her lover seemed to be still abed - perhaps they had consummated their lust again in the night. Soaping my body, my cock grew hard but for a reason which I couldn’t explain even to myself, I resisted the temptation to masturbate.

I sat in the kitchen and drank some orange juice. After a while Pauline appeared in her nightshirt, looking bleary-eyed and tousled. She fetched herself a glass of water, almost sleep-walking, and then turned to me and gave me a long searching look. Then she put her hand on my chest and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. She had never done anything like this before, and I was quite dumbstruck. She went into the shower before I could react.

Later we were lying on the lawn together. I was reading and Pauline, in a small blue-and-white bikini, was listening to her portable CD player. The adults had not yet appeared, although we had heard movements from indoors.

‘Last night was cool,’ my sister said out of the blue.

I didn’t know whether she meant watching my mum having sex, or masturbating together, or both.

‘Cool?’

‘Yeah. Like a porn film. They really got going, didn’t they?’

‘They sure did.’

‘We should have stayed to watch. They probably did it again afterwards. And I want to see how big his cock is.’

This conversation was fortunately curtailed by the two lovers emerging from the house. Jim wore his usual shorts and my mum had on a tiny red bikini that barely covered the essentials. Automatically I checked that her nipples were indeed erect. The bikini bottoms were just a thong, the thin material pulled tight into her crotch. I could see the shape of her pussy lips and the slit between them. I realised that she must have shaved off most if not all of her pubic hair. I felt a raging erection swelling fast and turned onto my stomach to hide it. Jesus, what was happening to me?

We chatted while they rubbed suntan lotion onto each other. Mum stretched like a cat as he slid his hands over her body. At this rate it looked like they would have to go back inside to fuck, but they restrained themselves.

We moved to the beach (a few yards only), and Jim and I played football until it got too hot. Mum and Pauline read and listened respectively. Later the adults said they were going to do some shopping and were we OK? They didn’t invite us to accompany them. As soon as they were out of earshot Pauline said ‘Shopping my fanny. They’ve gone for another shag.’

‘Are you sure?’

‘Bet you. Mum kept touching her tits, like this.’ My sister ran her fingers over her breasts and nipples, and shivered slightly. ‘She’s as horny as hell. Wonder what they’ll do. Pity we can’t watch this time.’

‘Mmm,’ I said before I could stop myself. Then I realised that I did agree with her. 

‘Think I should go topless?’ Pauline asked. ‘Everyone else is.’

‘It’s up to you.’

In answer she reached behind her and undid her bikini bra. I hadn’t seen my sister naked since were used to bathe together up to the age of about 7 or 8. I couldn’t stop myself looking at her small pointy breasts with their big pink puffy nipples. She smoothed suntan cream over them, massaging them gently and making the nipples harden and pucker. She gave me an slow enigmatic smile and lay back, breast cones pointing skywards. I nursed an erection of unknown origin.

After a while she said, ‘Think we’ll be able to watch them at it tonight?’

‘Depends if they leave the curtain open.’

‘You want to though, don’t you?’ She was pushing me again.

‘Yeah, s’pose I do.’

‘I do. I want to see everything they do. It’s great.’

Another pause.

‘Then we can go back and wank, like last night.’ There was a grin in her voice.

I was silent.

‘You did wank, I could tell. Don’t deny it.’

‘So did you.’

‘I know I did. I’m not ashamed of it. You can watch me tonight - if you want to.’

I felt myself going hot. Part of me did indeed want to watch Pauline masturbating, even though another part found it faintly disgusting.

‘Do you want to?’ she asked.

‘Yeah.’

‘OK. But only if I can watch you.’

‘OK,’ I said before I realised what I had let myself in for.

‘It’s a deal then,’ and she lay back and closed her eyes.

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We spent the afternoon looking round some castle or something (hot and boring) and in the evening had a nice meal at a seafront restaurant. Pauline and I carefully sat opposite each other so that Jim couldn't grope my mum under the table - although he had been doing plenty of groping earlier. They kept flashing sultry looks at each other, though. Mum wore a very thin white strappy dress that showed her big, hard, dark nipples plainly - I saw other men looking at them. She had a white thong on too – I could see it from behind her.

Almost as soon as we got back to the villa the adults feigned tiredness and disappeared off to bed. Pauline and I did likewise, not a bit tired. It was obvious we were in for another sweaty session. We changed hurriedly and slipped out onto the veranda. Yes, they had not even bothered to draw the curtains. Mum was standing in front of the full-length mirror and Jim was hugging her from behind, running his hands all over her body. She writhed luxuriously like a cat. He slipped the straps off her shoulders and let the dress fall to the ground. Her nakedness was only broken by the thin white waistband of the thong. He cupped her breasts and rolled her nipples between his fingers, making her shiver and moan. 

After a period of breast-play, he knelt in front of her and slowly slipped the thong down her legs, kissing her stomach and thighs. She more or less had her back to us so I couldn’t see what her fanny looked like. His hands squeezed her buttocks and she pressed his face against her pussy. I felt Pauline search for my hand and squeeze it hard. She obviously found it as arousing as I did.

Mum pulled Jim upright and began to undress him while his hands caressed her. When she slipped his shorts down she knelt in front of him and began to bob her head around.

‘Jeeesus, she’s sucking his cock!’ Pauline whispered frantically. ‘What a slut!’

Unfortunately her head hid his prick from our sight, but judging by the expression on his face - eyes closed, head thrown back - it was intensely pleasurable. I tried to imagine that familiar mouth, with which she had kissed me maternally innumerable times, wrapped around a male member, but failed.

I didn't have to imagine it, however, for soon Jim began to walk slowly backwards, still holding my mum’s head over his groin, and lay back on the bed. She climbed on next to him and rearranged herself and then we saw the organ in all its glory. Pauline’s nails dug into my hand. I guess we were both familiar with the size of the average erect penis - for I was sure than Pauline had been exposed to as much porn as I - and Jim’s was definitely not average. It was long, dead straight and looked as thick as a cucumber. It was also at the moment red and glistening with mum’s saliva.

Her full red lips parted and engulfed the column, taking it almost completely into her mouth. Her head rose and fell smoothly, just like in the videos I had watched, her eyes closed in bliss. Pauline gave a tiny moan.

Jim’s hand was busy between her legs, and then he lifted her on top of him so that her thighs were on either side of his head. I knew that this was called in the trade a ‘69’. Pauline did too.

‘Fucking Ada , he’s going to eat her pussy,’ she whispered.

Jim’s hands gripped her buttocks and his head got to work between her legs. Mum’s stroke faltered as his tongue obviously touched the right spots.

‘Wonder what it tastes like?’ I whispered without thinking, and she squeezed my hand even harder.

The two adults went at it for ages while we kiddies watched open-mouthed. Mum seemed to have a bottomless mouth when it came to sucking Jim’s cock, which grew redder and wetter. Two or three times she had to break off as he tongued her to a noisy climax. Eventually, when I thought her neck would be sore from so much up and down, he began to buck his hips urgently and she increased her speed. We could her his grunts and cries of impending orgasm. I wondered if Mum would break off and let him spurt over her face like they always did in the videos, but she just kept on sucking as he thrust brutally upwards. Presumably she swallowed it all down.

Then they slumped and lay exhausted, his softening cock slipping out of her mouth. My emotions were in a whirl.

Pauline pulled at me. ‘I have got to wank,’ she said. ‘Come on.’

We slipped back into our room. Pauline threw herself on her bed, legs wide. ‘That was too much! Just think, he came in her mouth! Cool!’ Her hand slid down and under the hem of her T shirt. She looked at me and grinned.

‘Watching?’

I nodded.

‘Come on then, you too.’ When I hesitated, she said, ‘We had a deal.’

My cock was aching inside its prison. I wanted nothing more urgently than to grasp it and wank furiously until my spunk burst forth. But I still hesitated.

Pauline pulled her T shirt off roughly. ‘I gotta be naked for this. Come on, slowcoach!’

The sight of her pale nudity galvanised me. I slid my shorts off and sat back against the head of my bed. My cock, blessedly freed, arched up my stomach. My hand closed round it automatically. I turned my head. Pauline’s eyes were closed, her hand moving steadily between her legs. Her breasts stuck out like cones. I wanked harder. Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked at me, still rubbing. Our eyes locked.

‘Come over here,’ she husked,’ Let’s watch properly.’

As if in a daydream I got up and stood at the end of her bed. Her slim thighs were wide and her youthful slit was plainly in view. The end of her finger moved up and down between her pink puffy lips. She had a tuft of brown hair on her mound but apart from that her pussy was almost bare. 

Her eyes were locked onto my cock and the fist that was stroking it mechanically. I felt that my eruption was not far away. Pauline began to talk to herself in a breathless, sexy voice.

‘I’m thinking of his huge cock, so hard, pushing her lips apart, filling her mouth, pumping in and out, right to the back of her throat, and his head between her legs, seeing every detail of her pussy, his tongue licking her pussy lips, tasting her juice, getting in between them, finding her clit, oh god …’

Her voice was so soft that I knelt on the bed between her legs, eager to share her fantasy - except that it wasn't a fantasy, we had watched it happen not half an hour ago. My cock was swelling and her hand was moving faster, her words almost incoherent. I saw her fighting not to close her eyes so that she could watch me.

‘And then he can’t hold it back and he starts to cum and his spunk gushes out into her mouth, oh oh oh oh …’

Pauline’s hips began to writhe and hump and her hand was a blur between her legs. At the same time I felt the volcano blow and searing gouts of sperm gushed from my cock, landing with a splat, splat on my sister’s quivering breasts and stomach. The later, smaller spurts splashed onto her wrist and thighs. She hardly seemed to notice in the throes of her own climax.

Her finger slowed and finally slipped away from her slit, letting me see her pussy in its naked entirety. It looked exactly like most of the pussies I had seen in ‘Teen Climax’ and other magazines. My cloudy spunk pooled on her stomach. Pauline looked at me and giggled softly.

‘That was the best wank I’ve ever had,’ she said tiredly. ‘How about you?’

I grinned. ‘Not bad. I’ve made a mess of you, though.’

She giggled. ‘Yes. You know, I started to come at the exact moment that your first spurt landed on me - how about that?’

I didn’t know what to say. 

‘Fetch me that towel, I want to wipe it up.’ I did so and she cleaned herself slowly. Then I wiped my fist and my cock. Pauline looked at me seriously.

‘Will you promise me something?’

‘What?’ I had had experience of my sister’s promises before.

‘I want to watch you every time you wank. And you can watch me every time I do it. I won’t do it unless you’re watching. Deal?’

I did want to see her masturbate again, so I said ‘Deal.’

‘Tired now,’ she announced. ‘Time for sleep. Remember, wake me up if you want to wank.’ She pulled the sheet over her naked body and turned away.

Surprisingly, I was soon asleep.

Day 3

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Someone was shaking my arm. It was Pauline. She was standing by my bed, still naked, in the morning light.

‘They’re screwing again, listen. D’you think we can watch them?’

‘It’s light outside. They’d see us.’

‘Yeah, s’pose so. Just listen to them!’

And certainly they were going at it like steam engines. Their bed was getting real punishment and so was Mum’s cunt by the sound of it. My morning erection grew to full power, and more, in a few seconds. I remembered that I was naked under a thin sheet.

‘I need to wank,’ Pauline hissed, ‘and so do you.’ She pulled the sheet off with a flourish, then squatted over my knees. ‘Come on.’ Her finger slid down between her pussy lips again.

I grasped my cock in my fist and began to stroke, my brain filled with the sounds of the adults having violent sex just a thin wall away and the sight of my naked sister masturbating in front of me. As the adults neared their climax so did we. Pauline’s hand vibrated faster and she rose to her knees. I thrust my hips upwards as the ache in my balls grew, squeezing my fist at the base of my cock to try and control the eruption. Suddenly Pauline reached forward and closed her fist around the head of my cock. Almost immediately I climaxed and sent a jet of cum arcing over my stomach and onto my neck. I sensed her cuming too as further spurts landed on my chest and stomach. Dimly I registered the sounds of simultaneous orgasm from next door too.

Pauline let go of my cock and fell forward, catching herself on her arms. Her hair brushed my face and she grinned. We stayed like that for a long moment. Then she got up and stood by me, looking at the spunk on my chest. Slowly she slipped her finger between her legs again and withdrew it, then moved it slowly towards my face. I could see it was wet. She put it within an inch of my lips. I could smell the hot tang of her sex. I licked her finger and then sucked it between my lips. The taste was delicious.

‘Like it?’ she said in a small voice. I nodded, and she gave a tiny smile.

‘I’m going to have a shower before they get up,’ she announced, and the spell was broken. 

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Later that morning Pauline got me alone. ‘Mum’s not wearing any panties,’ she said.

‘How do you know?’ Mum was in one of her short sundresses, lots of skin on show.

‘I can see when she sits down. You could if you were in the right position. I wonder if it's because her pussy’s sore from all that sex.’

‘Maybe.’ The thought of my mum walking around with a sore cunt from too much cock gave me an instant erection.

‘Wonder what it feels like to have that huge cock shafting your pussy?’

‘Pretty good by the sound of it.’

‘Yeah, she loves it doesn’t she? Wonder if he’d like to do me too?’

I looked at her in shock.

‘Don’t look like that! I’m nearly a woman. I’ve got all the right bits. Wonder what I’d have to do to make him fuck me?’

I started to say something disapproving but she just pulled a face. I still hadn’t got used to the idea that my twin sister had sexual appetites to match mine.

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And I was confused about my feelings for my mother too. I had started to look at her as a woman rather than a parent, and it gave me the hots. I began to imagine what it would feel like to be in Jim’s position and have her mouth around my cock, my tongue in her pussy, my cock inside her heat. It got to the point where I found myself avoiding her eyes (which were usually smoky and hooded from a recent orgasm).

But it couldn’t be avoided entirely. Jim was in town arranging a hire car, Pauline was doing something else, and I found Mum leaning on the veranda looking at the sea. The sun behind her made her dress almost transparent.

‘I haven't seen much of you lately, love,‘ she said gently, ‘are you enjoying yourself? You and Pauline getting on all right?’

My god, if only you knew, I thought.

‘Yes, we’re fine. You having a good time?’

‘Mmm, but I don’t want to neglect you.’ Her arm went round my waist. I could feel her body hot against me through the dress. She twisted so that her back was against my front.

‘Here, give your old mum a cuddle.’

I hugged her dutifully, my main thought being that Pauline had said she was not wearing panties. The image of her sex-swollen pussy filled my vision, and to my horror I felt my cock begin to swell. She wrapped her arms over mine and hugged me closer to her. My erection was now fully grown and lying in the valley between her firm buttocks. She must have been aware of it, but she said nothing, just stood relaxed in my arms. Then slowly she took my hands and placed them carefully over her breasts, holding them in place with her own, so that I cupped her firm globes blatantly. Her nipples drilled into my palms. 

I dared not moved. I wanted to squeeze her tits and massage her nipples, and thrust my cock against her jutting arse, but I was scared. So I just stood there feeling her body heat and the sexuality which radiated from her, and aching inside. I don’t know how long it lasted, but suddenly there was a car horn outside and Jim’s voice shouting ‘Coming for a ride?’

We separated and she walked into the house. I scuttled off in the other direction, looking for my sister. Pauline was in the kitchen having a drink of orange juice, wearing her blue bikini. I dragged her into the bedroom.

‘What’s the matter? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.’

‘God, it’s mum, she …’ I didn’t know how to say it.

‘What? Is she all right?’

‘Yes, of course she’s all right … but …’

‘Tell me.’ Pauline said in her no-nonsense voice.

I took a deep breath and began to tell her what had happened, sparing no detail. As I described how I had pressed my cock between her buttocks Pauline slowly knelt in front of me and unzipped my shorts. My erection sprang forth. She closed her cool hands around it and began to wank me slowly. I couldn’t resist - it felt so lovely.

‘Did mum push her arse back against you?’ Pauline asked softly.

‘Yes - a bit. She obviously could feel my cock.’ My sister stroked the organ more firmly. ‘And then she took my hands and put them over her tits and pressed them against her. I had to hold her tits! Her nipples were huge - so hard, like little rocks.’

‘Mmm,’ said Pauline, wanking me even harder.

‘Did you want to fuck her?’ she asked gently.

‘Oh god yes, I did.’

‘Tell me how you wanted her.’

‘I just wanted to rip her dress off and pump my cock between her legs and fuck her and fuck her and - oh shit!’ My cock swelled with the first explosion of orgasm and Pauline bent it downwards and took the full force of my sperm between her tits from a distance of a few inches. The jets of whiteness splattered against her skin and trickled down inside her bikini bra and down her stomach. As I came down to earth I could see that she had one hand inside her panties, rubbing strongly. She held onto my cock to steady herself as she worked herself up to her climax.

As she began to quiver my mum’s voice shouted ‘Hey, you two! We’re going for a ride. Are you ready?’

I jumped but Pauline was still in the middle of her orgasm. 

‘We’re just coming!’ I managed to shout and we both collapsed in a fit of giggles. She let go of my cock and pulled her hand out of her panties, wiping it on my leg. I tucked my cock back into my shorts and threw her a towel. Pauline shucked off her bikini top and roughly wiped away the spunk which was all over her chest and stomach, then pulled on a T shirt. In about 30 seconds we were fairly respectable.

In the car (a smart Seat hatchback) we sat in the back and tried not to giggle every time we looked at each other. Pauline pointed to Jim’s free hand which we could see resting on mum’s thigh and moving gently.

‘Think we’ll get another show tonight?’ she whispered to me.

‘Looks like it. He’s stoking her up.’

‘Wonder if her cunt’s as wet as mine is?’

The thought of my sister sitting next to me with her bikini panties wet from her recent orgasm gave me another hard-on. She leaned across and whispered in my ear.

‘I might let you wank me tonight.’

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We toured around a few villages and visited some souvenir shops. Jim lost no opportunity to grope my mum under her short dress, often quite blatantly. She seemed to love it - her nipples looked as though they were about to take off. I noticed a few other men’s eyes on them too.

‘It’s a wonder they can control themselves,’ Pauline observed sourly. ‘I’m surprised they don’t start fucking in the street.’

But they didn’t. We passed a stables advertising horse trekking and Pauline suddenly announced that she fancied doing some riding. My sister had not shown much interested in horses recently and I thought she had grown out of that phase. Mum must have been feeling guilty or something because she agreed to sign up Pauline for 7 days’ worth of riding - 2 hours every afternoon. Jim said he didn’t mind driving her over and back again each day. It was only later that I realised this meant that she would be alone with him - and I would be alone with my mum. I could not believe, however, that my sister’s mind was that devious …

We had a lovely meal at a country restaurant and didn’t get back to the villa until 11-ish . It was obvious that the adults were almost passing out with lust for each other by that time. Pauline threw me a meaningful look - we would definitely get a show tonight. I remembered also that she had said she might let me wank her.

It was almost comical how we all tried to get to our bedrooms quickly without appearing in a hurry. Pauline and I shut our door, made going-to-bed sounds and opened the door to the veranda silently and crept out. This time they hadn’t even had time to close the curtains at all. Jim lay on his back and my mum straddled his hips, her legs folded on either side of him. She was circling her hips gently on top of him. Their naked flesh gleamed in the yellow light of the bedside lamp. Her breasts with their big hard nipples bounced above him. His hands were round her waist, steadying her movements.

Pauline drew a big ragged breath. Mum leaned forward and he lifted his head and caught one of her nipples between his lips, pulling it out to enormous length and then flicking it with his tongue. We heard her hoarse chuckle of pleasure. Then she lifted her arse slowly up and we saw his long fat cock glistening with wetness emerging from her pussy. I couldn't believe how much length she had managed to fit inside her. She rose up until the purple plum of his cockhead was only half in her, then sank down to engulf him entirely in her cunt. 

I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Her body rose and fell on him, impaling herself on his mighty column over and over, faster and faster. We could see the ring of flesh at the back of her cunt being stretched by his girth. Her anus was big and dark and bulged slightly every time his cock penetrated her. Jim’s hands were squeezing her tits hard and soon we heard the tell-tale sounds of her first climax. She stopped bouncing on him and fell forward, her hips quivering.

But that was only the beginning. My mother got up and without letting his cock slip out of her twisted round so that she was sitting facing his feet. She put her hands behind her and leaned back, opening her thighs wide.

Pauline and I both gasped involuntarily. Mum’s pussy was completely naked! She had no hair at all - it was just like the women in the porn magazines. Every detail of her cunt was on show - her fat lips, curled around the cock, and the protruding nub of her clit above them. Her whole pussy and upper thighs glistened with wetness.

Mum threw her head back and began to bounce up and down again on Jim’s cock. Her tits pointed at the ceiling. His hands gripped her hipbones leaving white marks. I was riveted by the sight of the huge column sliding effortlessly between her fat labia. She seemed possessed of a demonic energy, for she fucked him like that non-stop for 10 minutes or more. The noises they made were erotic in the extreme.

His left hand moved round and began to fondle her pubes and then stroke her clit. Mum shuddered and lay back on him, his cock deeply in her. His fingers danced on her nub and we heard her moans of bliss. Another orgasm shook her.

But soon she was up again and riding him, face to face this time, sometimes bent over him so that her tits brushed his face and outstretched tongue, sometimes bent backwards, her hands on his ankles, rasping his cock against the front of her cunt. He must have had tremendous staying power, unless he had come earlier in the evening - but I couldn’t recall a time when they had been alone together.

On one of the occasions when she was leaning over him, taking his cock fully inside with each long stroke, his hands gripping her buttocks tightly, I saw his hips begin to buck of their own accord and guessed that his climax was on its way. He rammed up into her mercilessly until I thought she was sure to be hurt. His agonising groans betokened a massive release.

Mum lay on top of him as his orgasm ebbed. They were both sweating and breathing deeply, murmuring things we couldn’t make out. His fat cock was still buried up to the hilt in her. Very slowly we saw it shrink and eventually it flopped out of her tunnel. We both gasped again at the massive dark cavern revealed - mum’s cunt was gaping and red, her labia loose and wavy. A trickle of thick whiteness oozed out onto his flaccid but still large cock.

Slowly my mother raised herself onto her hands and knees. She crawled up his body, her still gaping cunt dripping fluid onto his stomach. She turned around and lowered herself onto him again in a 69, taking his soft cum-smeared cock into her mouth with every sign of delight. I didn't know whether to be grossed out or to climax. And the thought of her cum-filled pussy poised over Jim’s face, leaking its load into his mouth …

I heard a little moan from Pauline next to me - I had completely forgotten about her. Her hand was between her legs. I pulled it out and whispered ‘later’ to her and she looked at me with an expression of helpless lust.

The adults on the bed were not finished. Mum was sucking his cock eagerly and we could see his head moving rhythmically between her thighs. His cock was swelling slowly and soon she was able to slide her lips up and down the long straight shaft. She had obviously sucked and swallowed all the cum that had been on it. Now that he was erect once more, they could start fucking again. And fuck they did in all sorts of positions - I never realised that my mother was so limber.

One of the most revealing, to us, was when she lay on her side facing the window and he entered her from behind, her upper leg thrown back over his thigh. We could see the big cock sliding in and out of her naked pussy, and his fingers strumming her clit. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slack with swollen lips as she climaxed several times.

The finale came with Mum lying on her stomach with her legs apart and Jim covering her, driving his reddened cock hard into her from behind. His head was thrown back and the veins in his neck bulged. His buttocks were clenched as if he wanted to pump his whole body into her. Mum’s arm was half under her and I realised that she was probably wanking herself! I had never even imagined that she would do such a thing and the thought almost made me cum without touching myself.

Judging by the incoherent shouts, they achieved a simultaneous orgasm and collapsed in a sweaty heap. Pauline and I looked at each other and headed for our room.

Inside, we shed our clothes - my shorts and her T shirt - deliberately, watching each other’s nakedness as it was revealed. My cock was so hard it was hurting and my balls ached. My sister must have been able to tell for she stood in front of me, grasped my hot hard column in both hands and rubbed it fast. Within a few seconds I had ejaculated fiercely over her breasts and stomach - there seemed like gallons of the stuff.

‘That was quick,’ she observed coolly. ‘My turn now.’ She told me to sit on the edge of the bed facing the wall mirror and she sat on my thighs, her back to me. The touch of her hot flesh on mine made my cock twitch. She opened her legs, exposing her pussy, and pushed my hand down onto it, roughly guiding my fingers to her clit. I was amazed how wet she was.

I soon got the hang of rubbing her, helped by her own fingers, and soon her body was quivering and shaking against me as her orgasm built inside her. By leaning sideways I could watch in the mirror as my fingers massaged her soft pink flesh. It was so erotic that my newly drained cock began to grow again until it was a rock-hard column trapped between my stomach and her bony spine. I could feel the tension rising in her surprisingly wiry body, and managed to spin it out to what I think was a creditable orgasm for my first. She shook and writhed and mewled on my lap, her hand griping my wrist to keep it in place, her thighs squeezing my hand tightly.

When she had stopped throbbing and her breathing was somewhere back to normal, she hung her head forward. ‘Jeesus, ‘she murmured. ‘That was cool.’ She got off me, still holding my hand between her legs. I realised then how wet it was, and my upper thighs were wet too where she had leaked on them. She looked at me with smoky eyes.

‘You’re not a bad wanker, you know. I couldn’t do better myself.’ She gave a rough laugh.

I felt physically and emotionally exhausted, and lay back on my bed. My sister climbed on and snuggled up to me, her wet chest against my side. I put my arm around her shoulders, feeling a sudden wave of affection for her.

'That was the fucking horniest thing I've ever seen', she murmured. 'I can't believe what they do together.'

'I never knew Mum was shaved,' I said. 'She looks like a porn star. You can see everything.'

'Her cunt's massive.' Pauline was talking to herself almost. 'Specially when he's been in it for a while. Like a railway tunnel. She must be huge inside, to get that enormous cock all the way in.'

'Wonder what it feels like when she cums while he's in her. Bet she squeezes him really hard.'

'Did you see it when his cum started oozing out of her. There was loads.'

As we talked, I realised that I was erect again and that my sister's fist was around my cock. She gripped my thigh between hers and rubbed her hard pubic bone against my hip, wanking me slowly, her head resting in the crook of my arm.

'His cock's huge,' she said, her voice ragged. 'I'd love to get it in my mouth. Lick it all the way up, get his balls in too.'

'Did you see her wanking herself? I can't believe my mum wanks herself. Bet she does it while he watches too.'

'Feel him cum in my mouth. Spunk shooting out. Filling my mouth. Oh god I'm going to cum.'

I felt her body quiver against mine, her legs clutching my thigh. My cock swelled painfully in her tight fist and I erupted another hot load of semen. I don't know where it went but her face must have been in the firing line. We slept like that and in the morning our bodies were stuck together with dried spunk. Mum and Jim were already up - I was glad that she wasn't in the habit of bringing us a wake-up coffee.

 Day 4

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That afternoon, as promised, Jim drove Pauline off to her riding lesson. My sister wore a rather demure short-sleeved blouse and shorts, which made her look younger than she was. I wondered what to do - I was nervous at the thought of being left alone with mum, yet keyed up at the idea too. 

I stumbled across her lying on the lawn at the back of the villa, soaking up the sun. She was on her stomach and was naked apart from the lower half of a string bikini, which at first sight was almost invisible. The thin cord circled her waist and disappeared between her rounded buttocks. I tried to retreat but she heard me and raised her head.

'Hi, come and talk to me.'

I sat down next to her, staring at her smooth tanned skin, imagining her being fucked strenuously. We chatted inconsequentially for a while. She reached up and touched her back. 

'I need some more sun oil. Be a dear, will you?'

I couldn't refuse. I got the bottle and poured some into my hand, hesitating about touching her. I started with her shoulders, the hot flesh firm under my hands. She lay quietly, enjoying my attentions as I worked my way methodically down her back and arms.

'Now the legs?'

I straddled her legs and carefully oiled the firm shapely muscles, working my way upwards, stopping at mid thigh. The feel of her oiled skin was making me very horny.

'You'd make a good masseur, you know,' she murmured. 'You've got strong hands, but gentle. Here, do the rest of me. I want to go back with an all-over tan.'

I took a deep breath and started on her upper thighs, trying not to think about sex.

'I wanted to ask you,' she said, 'how you feel about Jim? Do you like him? You seem to get on all right.'

'He's a nice guy,' I said, trying to keep my voice steady. 'I like him.'

'I'm glad you do. He's very good for me. I … well, since your father left, it's been quite hard for me. You know.'

I made a neutral noise.

'I didn't realise how much I needed … well, loving. I'm a very physical person, I've realised. Jim - well, he's exactly what I need. We can't get enough of each other!' She gave a short laugh.

With a start I realised that my hands were on her buttocks, kneading the firm flesh. My fingers caught against the cord of her bikini. Easily she reached down and undid the side bows, letting the cords fall away so that she was naked under my hands. I was sweating.

'You don't mind your mum talking about sex with you, do you?'

'No … not at all.'

'It's just that … well, it's nice to be desired. He makes me very happy. I feel like a proper woman for the first time - I never realised it could be so good.'

She shifted under me, opening her legs so that her crotch was revealed. I saw her fat crinkly labia, naked and swollen. My hands continued to massage her buttocks and upper thighs of their own accord. Every time I pushed upwards against her arse the cleft opened and I saw her big dark anus. The image of Jim covering her body, his cock impaling her from behind, filled my head. The temptation to plunge my thumbs into her cunt was tremendous. I must have given a groan.

My mother suddenly rolled herself onto her back. Her bikini was left behind and I saw her naked body with its shaven pubes. I realised that my cock was distending my thin shorts blatantly. Her eyes found it and she smiled, but said nothing.

'You want to do my front as well?’ she asked coyly.

My eyes flicked involuntarily between her big dark nipples, standing up like tree stumps, and her shamelessly aroused pussy. Was she deliberately tempting me, encouraging me to want to have sex with her? My head swam.

‘I’ve ... got to go to the loo ..’ I stammered, and fled.

I sat in the bathroom for a while, trying to will my erection to subside, afraid to venture outside again. Eventually I crept to the bedroom window and peeped over the sill at my mother, still lying there revealed in all her nakedness. Her hand was stroking her breasts idly, teasing the nipples, and occasionally sliding down her stomach to brush over her pubic mound and pussy lips. I guessed she was unwilling to masturbate fully but couldn’t resist keeping herself on the boil. I found that I was stroking my cock while I watched her.

Fortunately the spell was broken eventually by the return of Pauline and Jim. My sister was full of her riding lesson and Jim was looking pleased with himself too. My mum appeared, carelessly pulling on a thin robe over her nudity. She gave him an open-mouthed kiss and whispered something in his ear - probably ‘fuck me’ because they made an excuse to disappear as soon as possible.

Pauline beckoned me into our bedroom with a grin, and we listened as the sounds of passion through the wall grew louder. 

‘So what have you been up to while I’ve had my legs wrapped around a huge hot throbbing beast?’ she said, hugging herself with a smug smile.

‘Nothing really. Why are you so pleased with yourself? Did you cum while you were in the saddle?’

‘No, but I nearly did afterwards.’

‘How so?’

‘Jim and I stopped to look at the view - you know, from that cliff road. We were chatting about the riding ... you know. I said that it had made my thighs sore. Then he started to massage them ... well, it was nice, I just lay back and let him. He got very near my crotch ... ‘

‘The bastard ...’ I said involuntarily. I was feeling quite protective towards her really.

Pauline giggled. ‘It was what I wanted. I was feeling a bit horny anyway from the riding, and he made me very very horny. I was juicing like anything. Here, feel.’ She grabbed my hand and stuffed it down her shorts, inside her panties. She was right, her cunt was hot and slippery. Automatically I began to rub it, her swollen flesh wet under my fingers. She moaned quietly and gyrated her hips slowly.

‘I could see he had a huge hard-on. I just wanted to get it out and suck on it, push it into my cunt, feel it tearing me open, pumping spunk everywhere ... oh shit!’ 

Quickly my sister climaxed, juice flooding out over my hand and soaking her panties. Her body trembled against me.

‘Fuck, that was a big one,’ she murmured.

‘So what happened?’ I asked.

‘Oh, nothing. We just drove off as if everything was normal. He’s probably fantasising about it while he fucks mum.’ She indicated the sounds of ecstasy still coming through the bedroom wall.

I still had my hand inside her wet panties. She pulled it out and licked it. ‘Mmm, cool. Looks like you need some relief too.’ She pointed to my distended shorts.

‘God, Pauline, you are too much. What with you and mum ...’

‘What about mum?’ she asked as she pulled my shorts down and began to stroke my cock. ‘Don’t tell me you shagged her?’

‘No but I could have done ... oh that’s so good.’

I told her, as well as I could while she took me up the slope to climax, about what had taken place on the lawn. I spared nothing of what I had seen or felt, describing the temptations of my mother’s body in graphic detail. Reliving it increased the force of my orgasm, and I jetted spunk onto Pauline’s hair and shoulder, which gave her a fit of giggles.

‘Thought you might have had a wank before I got back. But it looks like you didn’t.’

‘No ... I controlled myself.’

‘Just as well. Remember our deal, eh?’

She undressed casually, removing her blouse wet with my sperm and her shorts and panties soaked with her own juices. She stood naked in front of the mirror and examined her body critically.

‘Hmm, I’m an older man’s wet dream, aren’t I? I’m going to see how far he’ll go.’

‘Are you sure that’s a good idea?’

‘Why should mum have all the fun? I have plans for that enormous cock of his.’ She grabbed a towel and headed for the shower. I sat and fretted. When my sister got some scheme in her head it was impossible to dissuade her. But I thought she was playing with fire. I was also a little peeved that she didn’t seem to want to go all the way with me, but rather was fixated on Jim’s admittedly much more impressive cock.

The said cock had obviously been well-received by my mother, for when we got together for dinner she was looking sleek and happy, smoky-eyed and full-lipped with sexual satiation. She gave me a knowing smile. I visualised her rock-hard nipples and fat puffy cunt, tender and swollen from vigorous fucking, and gained a solid erection which lasted all evening until we retired to bed at an unseemly early hour, the adults obviously desperate to slake their lusts anew.

Pauline and I got our night things on and headed for the veranda as was our habit. I hardly glanced at my sister’s body, it had become so familiar to me. We got in position and found once again that they hadn’t even bothered to draw the curtains. They were already naked and conjoined, my mum on her back with her arse on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide, and Jim was crouching before her and plunging his cock in and out with huge rhythmic strokes which made her tits joggle. Every now and then mum would reach down and rub her clit, keeping herself on the edge of orgasm.

‘Fucking hell,’ Pauline breathed. ‘He must be up into her throat.’ The thought of being speared by that massive organ clearly obsessed her. We watched entranced as they moved through several other sex positions, including some I had never imagined, but always came back to the original one which seemed to give them the most pleasure. Now and then Jim would withdraw completely, his cock reddened and shiny, and rub its base against mum’s clit while she wanked his shaft. This always gave her a noisy climax.

After an hour or so of strenuous fucking he knelt between her legs and began to lick her gaping cunt and suck on her clit. Because of the angle we had a grandstand view, and of when he introduced two and then three fingers into her cunt and began to finger-fuck her while he continued to nibble her poor swollen clit. God she made some noise! Her orgasm must have lasted five minutes.

Back to some more regular thrusting in mum’s now massively dilated cunt, and then she said something to him and he climbed onto the bed and straddled her chest. She pushed her tits together to engulf his cock in her hot soft flesh, and he began to thrust gently, the purple swollen head of his shaft emerging from her cleavage.

‘Shit!’ breathed Pauline. ‘Wish my tits were big enough for that!’

I couldn’t speak. Jim was rigid with excitement, his face red and the veins standing out in his neck. My mum craned her head forward and he gave a mighty shout and a huge jet of whiteness erupted from his cock and splashed full in her face. She opened her mouth wide and received several more enormous gouts of cum, some of them in her hair, some over her eyes and nose, others right into her mouth. When his spurts subsided she pulled him forward and enclosed his cockhead in her lips, which must have set off another mini-orgasm as Jim gasped and his body jerked again.

When eventually he lay exhausted on her with his head pillowed on her breasts, while she idly played with the strings of cum across her face, we kiddies decided it was time to scuttle back to our own amusements.

Pauline was almost speechless. She stuffed a pillow between her legs and rocked back and forwards on it, muttering ‘Jesus!’ over and over again. I stripped off my shorts and touched my cock with trembling fingertips, afraid that anything more would set off an eruption. I went and hugged her, feeling her body trembling hotly.

‘Did you see him cum all over her face?’ she whispered. ‘So much of it ... all over her. And her cunt ... it’s like a cave. His cock must feel like it fills her whole body.’

Gently I pulled her T-shirt off. Her puffy nipples were swollen and pink.

‘I want to try it,’ she announced.

‘What?’

‘You fuck my tits, like mum’s. Come on.’

She lay down on her back. I knew better than to argue. I climbed on and sat down over her chest, my balls pressing into her ribcage. Pauline’s tits were small but firm; my cock lay in the wide valley between them. Her skin was hot and slightly damp with sweat. She pushed her tits together and my cock was just about enveloped in her flesh. It felt good and I knew I wouldn’t last very long. I began to thrust as gently as I could, while my sister looked down at the purple glans not many inches from her chin.

‘Tell me when you’re going to cum, won’t you?’ she said.

‘OK,’ I gasped.

‘Just imagine I’m mum. That gets you off, doesn’t it?’

I nodded, without shame.

‘And I’ll imagine that you’re Jim. He’s already reamed my poor little cunt and now he’s going to fuck my tits till he cums all over me ...’

I groaned; maybe it was the thought of my sister’s tight virginal cunt being invaded by Jim’s huge cock that did it. I didn’t have time to warn Pauline, but spurted fiercely and copiously. It caught her right on the nose. She yelped with surprise but was unable to avoid the subsequent spurts which covered her forehead and hair and cheeks and lips. I noticed that she kept her mouth firmly shut.

My orgasm was long and draining and eventually subsided into a few dribbles which pooled between her tits. Pauline grinned at me.

‘Fucking hell, what a mess!’

‘Sorry,’ I said.

‘It’s OK. First of many, I guess.’

I sat back and looked at her body, in particular her prominent pubic mound with its thin tuft of hair.

‘You still horny?’

‘You bet,’ she said, wiping away a strand of cum across her lips. 

‘What you going to do?’

‘Wank of course. Want to watch?’

I nodded, a bit disappointed that she didn’t ask me to finger her or lick her cunt. I knelt by the bed and she opened her thighs wide so that her cunt was about a foot from my face. I could smell her hot musky female scent. Her labia were red and swollen and shiny with juice, slightly parted to show the deep pink membranes between. Pauline slid a couple of fingers down into her slit and began to stroke gently. It was fascinating watching a girl stimulate herself in the way she knew best, without any shame or posing. My sister was completely lost in her own pleasure, I could tell.

As her fingers moved faster, one on either side of her clit, I could see drops of fluid gathering in her slit and oozing downwards onto her buttocks. Her hips and thighs quivered and her sex smell grew stronger, making my head swim.

Pauline gave herself a long slow intense climax, crying ‘fuck, fuck, fuck ...’ softly over and over again. Her arse thudded into the mattress and her pussy lips swelled and reddened. She kept stroking her clit throughout, even when I thought her orgasm had finished. Then all movement gradually ceased and eventually I realised that she was asleep. 

I stood up, my knees protesting. My sister was spread-eagled across my bed, with a big damp patch under her crotch. Her face was still streaked with my cum. I lifted her legs onto the bed and covered her with a sheet, then lay on her bed and stroked my now-hard cock. I didn’t cum, though - we had a deal.

Day 5

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Pauline was grinning with suppressed excitement all morning. I asked her why. 

'Looking forward to my riding lesson, of course, brother mine,' she smiled.

'Relay? I didn't think you were that keen on horses these days. Grown out of it.'

'Girls never grow out of it. They just find other things to put between their legs. But I'm working on that.'

'Don't you think ...' I saw her expression start to change and finished lamely ' ... you're a little young?'

'You'd fuck a girl if she let you, wouldn't you?'

'Yeah, course I would.'

'Well then. I'm no different to you. And I'm as old as you are.'

'Yes but ...' But I could see her mind was set.

After lunch Jim and Mum disappeared, but separately, and it wasn't until it was nearly time for my sister to leave for her ride that we realised they were probably in the bedroom again. Pauline was dressed somewhat differently this time - a tight white top that showed her young tits plainly, and a very short cotton skirt. I thought she looked stunningly sexy - but then I was biased. She was fretting and called out for Jim.

I slipped out the back and stole a peep through the adults' bedroom windows. Sure enough, they were in there. Mum was lying on her back, naked, with her bum on the edge of the bed, her thighs splayed, and Jim, fully dressed, was kneeling between them and eating her pussy hungrily. I could see his long tongue flicking up and down her slit. Mum's body quivered silently.

Finally my sister's shrill voice penetrated his brain, and he got up, wiped his face and, with a regretful glance back at Mum's naked wet crotch, left the bedroom. My mother lay there, seemingly asleep. I heard the car doors slam and the sound of them driving off.

I sat outside and tried to read a book. My thoughts kept wandering to the vision of my mother's nude body spread-eagled on the bed, her pussy on show, soaked from an hour of sensuous licking. My cock ached. I wondered what she would smell like, whether it would be the same as my sister or different. Maybe I could steal in and take a closer look ...

I checked at the window that she was still asleep. On bare feet, my heart pounding, I padded through the house and through the half-open bedroom door, making no sound at all. I could always say that I was just checking she was OK ... until I knelt down between her legs in the same position that Jim has occupied not half an hour ago. 

A shaft of sunlight illuminated my mum's crotch and every detail of her anatomy was on show to me. Her thighs were splayed as wide as I thought they could go - well, she had had lots of practice recently. Her pussy lips were full and puffy, the tunnel between them dark and beckoning. Her clitoris was standing proud above the smooth membranes. Clear juice had oozed out of her onto the edge of the mattress. I couldn't see any spunk so presumably he hadn't cum in her recently. The fresh musky smell of her cunt made my head swim - it was the most erotic smell I could imagine, far stronger than my sister's odour. She was really pumping out the pheromones or whatever, to any male within range.

I was well within range. Unable to stop myself, I bent forward slowly until my face was half an inch from her cunt. Then my tongue emerged of its own accord and touched the warm moist pillow of her left labium. I drew back, fearful that it would wake her. My heart was pounding, but I had to have more. With extreme gentleness I licked along the edges of her soft crinkly lips, tasting the tangy juices, and then kissed them softly. The tip of my tongue explored between her outer labia, gathering up more tasty fluids. I ventured to kiss the tip of her engorged clitoris.

There was a tiny sigh from the bed. I froze, but she didn't move. I renewed my attentions, licking along the length of her surprisingly firm clit, then delving into her capacious entrance. Her hips shifted minutely and thrust towards me. Even in her sleep she was wanting it.

Bolder now, I licked and sucked more strongly, absorbed in the blissful sensations. My mum gave small moans every now and then but I could tell - I think- that she was still asleep. I concentrated on her clit, coaxing it to an even harder state. I lost track of time completely in the oral worship of her magnificent cunt. 

After a time I could tell, even as a novice pussy-eater, that she was close to orgasm. I wanted to put my fingers inside her and feel her heat and the contractions that I knew from my reading would ensue, but I dared not. But I sucked at her taut button, listening to her sleepy moans, until she went rigid and began to quiver and throb under my mouth.

I rode the orgasm with her, backing off when it seemed to me that she was subsiding, and lifted my head to examine her newly swollen and juice-oozing pussy. My mother lay still, her breasts rising and falling. I stood carefully and saw that she had her eyes closed, her head turned to one side. Her arms were above her head in a position of absolute abandonment. 

I stole out of the room and only then realised that my cock was so hard it was actually hurting. My face was wet with her juices and my nose was filled with her sex-smell. I staggered into my bedroom, freed my cock from my shorts, grabbed the first thing that came to hand (it turned out to be a pair of my sister's panties) and swathed the head of my cock in the white cotton. The touch of it on my glans was enough, and I erupted my semen into the flimsy material, soaking it through in a few seconds. Then I lay on the bed and wondered what I had done.

I was still there when Pauline and Jim returned. I could hear my mum moving around in the kitchen but dared not face her. Pauline bounced into the room, looking flushed and smug. She clenched her fist.

'Yes!' she said triumphantly. 'He is mine!'

I just looked at her, my mind still focused on my mum's pussy.

'What's the matter?' she said.

I grinned ruefully. I had to tell someone, and only Pauline would understand.

'I've got a confession,' I said, holding out the spunk-sodden panties.

'You had a wank,' she sneered. 'What about our deal?'

'I'm sorry, Pauline, I couldn't help it. It was too much for me.'

'What was too much?'

I took a deep breath. 'I just sucked Mum off.'

'What - you ate her cunt?' Her eyes flashed at me. 'I don't believe you.'

'Smell my face.' She did so, and suddenly grinned. 'You pervert! How did you manage that?'

I told her the story, hesitantly at first, then more fluently as I relived the amazing events. While she listened, my sister teased her breasts, making the already prominent nipples into little pointed cones.

'And she didn't know it was you?'

'I don't think so. I think she was half asleep the whole time. Probably thought it was Jim.'

'Fucking Jesus! What a slut!'

'So you see I just had to wank. Well it wasn't really a wank, I hardly touched myself, I came straight away. Sorry about your panties.'

'It's OK. I've decided I'm not going to wear knickers any more anyway. Mum doesn't.'

'What about you? What did you mean 'he is mine'?'

In response Pauline raised the hem of her skirt. I saw that the crotch of her pale lilac panties was dark with wetness.

'Suck my puss like you did Mum's and I'll tell you.'

Wow, 15 years without tasting a cunt and I get to do two in one afternoon. My sister stripped off and lay on the bed; I helped her to get into the same position that Mum had been in. Her pussy was aroused and wet but nowhere near as large and fleshy as Mum's. Nevertheless, I set to with a will.

As I licked and sucked she told me the story, coherently at first and then in gasps as her climax approached.

On the way there Pauline had teased Jim.

'Do you think this skirt's too short?' She had caught him looking closely at her thighs.

'Um, no, not really. Why?'

'People might see my panties when I sit down.'

'Oh, I don't think so.'

'Mum told me not to show my panties, especially to men. You don't mind, though, do you?'

Jim had gone rather red. 'No, I don't mind. It doesn't matter to me.'

'That's OK then. I don't need to be careful if it's just you, do I?'

She thought that was enough to be going on with.

After the lesson they stopped again to look at the sea from the cliff-top viewpoint.

'My legs ache again this time,' Pauline said. 'Even worse than yesterday.'

'Shall I rub them for you?' Jim said casually.

She nodded. His big hands massaged her calves firmly, professionally, and then moved up to her thighs. Pauline spread her legs to give him better access. She knew that her panties were now plainly on show, and also that the excitement of horse-riding and now of his touch were making her juices flow. Soon the damp patch would appear. This excited her even more.

'Mmm, that's nice,' she said, squirming seductively. Jim's hands worked their way up to the tops of her thighs and Pauline let herself slide down the seat so that her skirt rode up around her waist. Her legs were now widely splayed and her panties were pulled tight around her pussy, outlining her swelling lips. He must have been able to see the line of wetness appearing.

She felt his fingers brush 'accidentally' across her mound, and let out a tiny moan. He did it again, and then let his hand rest on her pubes. She closed her eyes to savour the sensation, wanting to hump and pull his hand against her crotch but not daring to. Now he was massaging her pubes gently, obviously, and she decided with supreme willpower to call a halt.

She sat up slowly and pulled her skirt down. 

'Maybe we should be getting back now,' she said quietly. 'Mum will be wondering what's happened.'

Jim looked flustered, as if suddenly aware of what he had been doing. Pauline was silent on the drive back, deliberately making him wonder whether she was upset or innocent. The little minx had him exactly where she wanted him.

Telling me all this made my sister's juices flow even more copiously. I could feel my face becoming wet again as her fluids mixed with those of my mum. Suddenly she grabbed my head and ground her pubes against my face, rubbing my nose against her rubbery clit. With an agonised groan she came, her hips thudding into the bed, holding my face tight against her crotch as the orgasm ripped through her. I held onto her waist until her tremors had subsided.

I stood up, knees aching from too much kneeling. This pussy eating was tough work. Pauline sat up, resting on her arms, her breasts pointing at me.

'Lucky Mum,' she grinned. 'Come here.'

I bent over her and she licked my wet face.

'Mmm, tasty. If you do that to me again tonight, I might - repeat might - suck your cock. How about it, brother?'

'It's a deal,' I grinned.

We had dinner that night in a rather noisy restaurant. Mum and Jim sat on one side of the table, where I have no doubt they groped each other intensively, and Pauline and I on the other. My sister was still wearing her thin top and short skirt, and true to her vow she had no panties. I checked this every so often. The background noise meant that we could talk quietly without being overheard.

'So which did you like best, mine or Mum's'? she asked wickedly.

'Umm, they're different. Mum's is a lot bigger and ... fatter; you made a lot more noise.'

'She would have done if she'd been awake. You know how much noise she makes with Jim. What about taste?'

'Oh, can't compare. They were both gorgeous.'

'Juiciness?'

'Not much in it really. You're both very wet when you get going. Of course, I can't tell how much of it is my saliva. ' I felt I was an expert by now, having satisfied two women in one day.

'My cunt's hairy,' Pauline said. 'I bet you prefer shaved.'

'You're not that hairy.' I said.

'I'm going to shave mine,' she said. 'Then I'll be like Mum. Absolutely bare. Even round my bum. I've got a few hairs there.'

'Yes, I know.'

'You'll have to help me, I won't be able to see what I'm doing.'

'I'll look forward to that.'

She squeezed my crotch surreptitiously. I glanced across at the adults but they were absorbed in their own petting.

'Wonder if Mum gets Jim to shave her? Bet he likes that - makes her cunt look like a little girl's.'

'You think he's into little girls?'

'I know he is. Remember?'

I was silent. I didn't want to be reminded of her dangerous game with Jim.

'Wonder when she started to shave?' Pauline mused. 'I saw her in the shower last year and she was hairy then. Must have been around the time they started going out together.'

'Staying in together you mean.'

She giggled. 'You bet. They'd stay in and screw all day if they could.'

'Bet we get a good show tonight.'

My sister gave a little shiver. 'I'm looking forward to tonight,' she said.

We didn't have to wait too long. The adults were overcome with lust and suggested gong back to the villa once we had had coffee. We didn't object. In the car, I'm sure Jim had his fingers in Mum's cunt. Once home, the usual casually hurried ritual took place and shortly we found ourselves outside their window, peeping in.

Jim's cock seemed bigger than ever and he used it on Mum in a variety of ways, plunging it into her hungry pussy, rubbing its length between her lips and across her clit, sliding it between her sweaty breasts, easing it right down her throat. She loved everything he did with it, slavering her lips around it, grabbing it and stuffing it into her, wanking it luxuriously in her fists.

His first orgasm was staged while she was lying on her back, thighs wide. He was sliding the base of his cock up and down her pussy while she held its shaft hard against her clit, mewling at the peak of her arousal. I saw his body go rigid and every sinew stood out clearly, then his cock erupted an arc of whiteness that splattered down onto her breasts and stomach. The next spurt flew even further, leaving a white string across her face and hair. Her mouth gaped, trying to catch some of the precious fluid. When he was empty they collapsed, laughing, smearing the semen between their bodies.

Pauline and I watched in total absorption. Unconsciously, our hands had strayed to each other's pubes. I stroked my sister's clit gently while her hot fist squeezed the base of my cock. Neither of us wanted to climax while the show was continuing. And continue it did, for Mum and Jim separated, their chests and stomachs both sticky with cum, and began to kiss and lick each other until they were in a 69 position. This time Jim's head was towards us so we had a good view of his pussy-eating technique. Mum spread her thighs as wide as she could and ground her pubes down onto his face, her fat glistening lips sliding across his cheeks and nose. After she had come once or twice, he reached up and rubbed his thumb across her anus, and Pauline gave a little moan. After he had got it nice and slippery, he pushed and his thumb disappeared inside her. We heard Mum give a little cry of pleasure. He pushed his thumb in and out, going right in to the joint, while she writhed on top of him.

'What a fucking whore,' Pauline breathed, squeezing my cock harder.

Jim thumb-fucked her arse for a while, then said something and wriggled out from under my mum. He knelt behind her and she pushed her arse up at him. We saw his cock, red and wet, as hard as a pole, springing from his loins. He pushed his fingers into her gaping cunt and then slid one into her arse, stirring it around. Then two fingers, and then three. I was holding my breath. Never had I imagined that I would ever see my mum doing such a thing - or having it done to her.

He fucked her arse gently with three fingers, and she reached down and started to rub her cunt with her hand, fast. Then he crouched above her and gripped his cock and bent it downwards to slide it deep into her cunt, between her stroking fingers. I was amazed how she could take such a large column so deep without any resistance. Jim gripped her hips and pumped energetically and she thrust her arse back at him, still rubbing her clit.

After a while he withdrew and grasped his now thoroughly slimy cock. He bent it downwards and placed the tip against my mum's anus. She slid some fingers into her cunt and fucked herself furiously. Pauline moaned, and automatically I rubbed her clit harder. I could see Jim pushing, and my mum pushing back, but nothing happened. Suddenly he gave a shout and spunk gushed up around his cockhead.

This was too much. My sister gripped my glans and I erupted into her fist, while simultaneously I felt my hand flooded with warmth as she climaxed. Mum too was coming, as her hand flashed in and out of her own cunt. Jim held his cock and helplessly gushed semen over her anus, and it ran down her perineum and over her hand.

They subsided onto the bed in a sticky quivering mass. Pauline and I eased our trembling bodies and crawled back to our room.

My sister wiped her cum-filled hand on my stomach.

'Wow,' she breathed. 'That was ace.'

'Do you think that was her first time up the arse?' I said, watching Pauline take off her night shirt.

'He didn't actually get up her arse, did he? She must be too tight. I reckon that was the first time they've tried that. Bet they try again, though. She's a nympho.'

'Who'd have thought it about Mum?'

Pauline shook her head. 'Women have strange needs, brother. Believe me, I know. Wonder what it feels like to have that great big cock stuck right up your arse?' She reached behind her.

'Painful, I reckon.'

My sister didn't answer. I could tell her perverted mind was at work.

She stood in front of her and put her hands on my chest. 'And now, dear brother, you're going to shave me. We need my razor and shaving cream and a bowl of warm water.'

'What about our deal this afternoon?'

'What deal?'

'If I sucked your pussy again, you'd suck my cock.'

She grinned. 'Wouldn't you rather suck a nice smooth hairless pussy?'

And so it came to pass that my sister sat open-legged on the edge of the bed while I lathered her crotch and carefully shaved off all of her sparse pubic hair. The smooth cunt revealed in stripes by the razor looked very inviting, and I couldn't resist fingering her lips. I could see a little trickle of juice emerging and diluting the shaving foam. Then she turned over, her knees on the edge and presented her arse to me.

'Now the back. All round my arsehole too.'

I grew quite enamoured of her little rosy anus as I lathered it and carefully eased the razor all over her crack and perineum, testing with my fingers to make sure every last hair and trace of stubble was gone. I couldn't resist pushing the top of my finger into her hole. It was slippery with foam and I slid in easily. She giggled and gripped me tightly.

'You like getting into a girl's arse too?'

'I'd like to get into your arse,' I said without thinking.

She twisted round and looked at me with serious smoky eyes.

'You have the nicest chat-up lines. Come on, wash me off now. And then I need body lotion massaging in, I'm looking forward to that.'

I wiped off the remains of the shaving cream with a flannel and gasped. Pauline's cunt was revealed in all its young nakedness. The skin around was slightly reddened from the shaving, but her pussy lips projected excitingly and her firm little clit stuck out of its hiding place. She craned down. 

'Wow, that looks really obscene. I won't be able to keep my hands off it.' she said.

I enjoyed smoothing the slippery cream all over her new nakedness. She was pretty juicy so her fluids got mixed in as well. Then she turned over and let me massage cream into her arse. Again my finger just happened to slip into her tight little anus. I pushed it in and out a few times to check it fitted OK.

Pauline reached round and held my hand. 'You're making me very horny,' she husked. 'What say we try a 69?'

'Are you going to let me cum in your mouth?' My cock was hurting with arousal again.

'I might. If Mum can do it, so can I. ' That seemed to be her motto of the week.

I lay on my back and she squatted over my head, and, craning her neck to watch, lowered her naked pussy slowly down onto my face. The smell of her, familiar from earlier that day, filled my nostrils. I stuck my tongue out and she giggled and carefully docked her cunt onto it, sitting on me so that her slippery labia spread out across my cheeks. She gave a little wriggle to seat herself on me. I swirled my tongue around in her entrance.

Keeping her pussy firmly locked against my face, she bent forward and lay down on me. I felt something hot envelop my cockhead, and realised with a surge of forbidden lust that my own sister was sucking me off. Fortunately my earlier climax meant that I didn't come immediately. I felt her lips sliding up and down my shaft, grazing me every so often with her teeth, and the sensation was so novel and blissful that I forgot to attend to her own needs.

'Suck my clit, you lazy bugger,' she muttered around my cock, and I came back to earth and began to lick and suck her taut little button. We kept it up for half an hour or more, teasing each other to higher and higher planes of excitement. My head grew wet with her juices. Finally I decided that it was time Pauline had an orgasm. I redoubled my vigorous licking of her clit, and reached up and eased a thumb between her lips to lubricate it, then sought out her tautly-stretched anus and pushed gently. I popped in easily, she gave me a tremendous squeeze and then went rigid and began to vibrate. My cock popped out of her mouth and she gave vent to some fierce noises. I could feel my thumb being clenched rhythmically. Warm liquid trickled down the sides of my face.

Even before her climax had ceased, she took my cock in her mouth and began to bob her head up and down on it furiously, squeezing my balls with her fist. Gratefully I let myself climax, the spunk rushing up my aching shaft and into my sister's mouth in fiery spasms. The orgasm lasted for what seemed like ages, but before long I was pumping on empty.

My thumb was still in her arse. I eased it out and we lay panting, dripping with sweat. 

'Jesus, that was good,' Pauline gasped. 'I can see why Mum likes it so much.'

'God yes. That was the strongest cum I've ever had.'

'You didn't cum much, though. I was expecting masses.'

'I've already cum twice today, remember.'

'Spose so. It tasted OK, though.'

'Did you swallow it?'

'Naw, I let it trickle out. Still got a bit left, though. Maybe I'll swallow that.'

I felt her do so. 'There, now I'm a real slut.'

'You're great, Pauline,' I said without thinking.

'You're not so bad yourself. Hey, do you swallow my pussy juice?'

'You bet I do, it's lovely.'

She chuckled. We lay there companionably for a while, and I realised that she had gone to sleep on top of me. Fortunately she wasn't too heavy. She was still there in the morning. 

 Day 6

© Copyright britslut 2007. No re-use allowed without permission.

My nostrils were filled with her tangy sex smell and my face felt stiff where her juices had dried on it. Her naked cunt was right in front of my eyes. I shifted and she gave a little moan and woke up and rolled off me, stickily. Her left cheek and hair were plastered with dried cum.

We staggered over to the mirror and looked at our ravaged faces. 

'What would Mum say if she came in now?' Pauline giggled.

'She'd say to me, oh suck my cunt, please, I've got to be sucked!' I said, grabbing my sister's crotch and wrestling her. We fell onto the bed in a tangle of naked limbs. She put her hands on my shoulders.

'You're a pervert!'

'So are you!' We looked at each other, and suddenly leaned forward and kissed. It was a real passionate open-mouthed snog, such as I had only ever had once or twice with girlfriends, but there was real affection behind it too. I could taste my cum on her lips, and I've no doubt she could taste her own juices on mine.

Eventually we broke for breath and hugged each other, her head on my shoulder.

'What's happening to us?' she said in a small voice. 'The things I want ... it scares me sometimes. But I still want them.'

'Me too,' I said. 'At least we've got each other.'

We kissed again, more tenderly, and she licked my face. 'You're a love. Did you know that?'

'So are you.'

'Spose we better get cleaned up,' she said matter-of-factly. 'Do you think they'd notice if we showered together?'

We decided that they might, and tried to behave normally for the rest of the morning. Jim and Mum were already up and said that they wanted to go shopping in the capital. Pauline made them promise that we'd be back in time for her riding lesson. She was very insistent on that.

Mum wore one of her sundresses with the spaghetti straps that proved to all the world that she wasn't wearing a bra. I had little doubt that she had dispensed with panties too. My sister sported a tight white top which proved blatantly that her breasts were likewise unfettered. Her tight mid-thigh denim skirt showed her pert arse nicely, and by dint of a quick grope in the car I discovered that she too was not wearing any panties. So I had two women with me, both shaven and pantie-less, both with erect nipples and, I have no doubt, juicy cunts. Meanwhile Jim and I sported unrestrainable erections. The interior of the car sang with lust.

Unfortunately we couldn't do much about it while wandering round the shops, although Jim and I managed the odd hurried caress of our respective partners' arses. We ended up at a cafe attached to a little funfair. Mum thrust some money at me. 

'Here, Jim and I are going off to do some shopping by ourselves. We'll see you back here in an hour, OK?' They scurried off.

Pauline raised an eyebrow at me. 'Surely they're not going off to screw somewhere?'

'Where would they go? It's a mystery.'

My sister put her foot on the edge of my chair, giving me a good view of her naked slit. She caught my eye and grinned. I grinned back, not needing to say anything.

We amused ourselves on the arcade machines until the adults found us an hour and a half later.

'Sorry we took so long, you OK?'

'Let's find somewhere to eat, shall we?' said Jim, looking pleased with himself.

'I can think of two places I'd like to eat,' I whispered to Pauline as we walked. She giggled and put her arm through mine. Mum looked at us strangely but didn't say anything.

After lunch Jim dropped Mum and I off at the villa and went off with Pauline to the riding school. I wondered how she'd get on with her tight skirt. Every time she sat down it had a tendency to ride up her thighs and she had to keep pulling it down to remain decent, an action I found very erotic. I wondered if she would bother in the car with Jim.

Mum said she was going to sunbathe and took a towel and book and sun-oil onto the lawn. 'Come and sit with me if you like?' Did she have a tiny glint in her eye?

I changed into some swimming trunks and had a dip in the sea, but it was boring on my own and I wandered back to the house after a while. I couldn't stop thinking about Pauline and what she might be getting up to with Jim. I realised that I was worried about her uncontrolled sexuality and, with some surprise, that I was cared about her very much. God, was I falling in love with my own sister? Or was it just lust and jealousy?

Deep in thought, I almost stumbled over my mother, lying on her stomach on a towel, stark naked. She was propped on her elbows reading a book and the slight splay of her legs made her buttocks taut. 

'Hi' she said without turning. 'Been for a swim?'

'Mmm. Water's really warm. You should try it.'

'I'd have to put some clothes on, and I like being naked,' she chuckled. 'But now you're here you can give me another one of your massages. If you don't mind, that is.'

I couldn't really refuse, could I? I knelt down beside her, poured some oil into my hands, and set to work on her bare flesh. She was hot and dry, and the glide of my hands over her smooth skin was erotic in the extreme. I realised that my close-fitting trunks showed every detail of my erection, which at present was bent awkwardly into a curve. I straightened it out and found that I had to get it to lie sideways to avoid the top half poking out of the waistband. I worked diligently on her arms and back and legs, and she emitted little murmurs of pleasure.

It would have seemed odd if I hadn't done her buttocks and upper thighs too, so I took a deep breath and began to oil and massage that area too. My mum spread her thighs wider to give me access. Once again I had a clear view of her lusciously fat pussy lips and, when I kneaded her buttocks, her prominently dark anus. I let my thumbs brush over the puckered skin and she purred with delight. It would have been so easy to push my oiled thumbs inside her ...

My mum wriggled and rolled over onto her back.

'Now the front. This is heaven.'

I gazed wide-eyed at her big dark nipples, as erect as tree stumps, and her smooth mound with the cushiony lips below.

'Come on,' she said with a sensuous purr in her voice. 'Don't be shy.'

I took a deep breath and began to massage her arms and shoulders, kneeling over her head. Fortunately she had her eyes closed so couldn't see my straining erection hovering over her face. I longed to free it from the trunks, grasp its aching shaft and spurt my semen along her tanned body. Then I imagined Pauline kneeling behind me, reaching around and wanking me with both her small hands, directing my arcs of spunk ...

I realised that I was massaging my mum's breasts avidly. She didn't seem to mind in the least. I was surprised how firm and solid they were, almost as hard as Pauline's and a good deal bigger. 

'Mmm, that's really nice,' she murmured. Emboldened, I let my fingers graze her long rubbery nipples, and then squeeze them and roll them and pull them, and she moaned some more. Had she forgotten who I was, thinking it was Jim caressing her body, or was she fully aware of what was happening? I was trembling with the heady feeling of my power over her body and her sensations.

I pulled my hand away from her tits and moved down to crouch at her feet, thinking that would take my mind off things. But I soon found my hands sliding upwards over her shins and knees, then onto her thighs. She spread her legs to let me kneel between them, and her pussy was revealed in all its naked mature glory. Her labia were swollen and flushed, and her clit poked out from between them. I massaged her hips, willing myself not to touch her pubes. It was no good. My hands strayed of their own accord to the smooth mound and my thumbs slid down around her lips. Despite the liberal application of oil I could tell that there was other lubrication there too.

My mother pushed her pubes gently upwards against my hands. I knew exactly what she was asking me to do. With a mental shrug I laid the flat of my hand over her pussy and began to massage it slowly with a circular motion. I could feel her hot juice spreading over my palm. She moaned louder and let her thighs flop sideways.

It didn't take more than a few minutes before she was writhing slowly under my hands, her body taut, her moans faster and higher-pitched. I rubbed dutifully. Suddenly she caught her breath and began to throb, her hips jerking upwards. Small cries emerged from her throat. The feel of my mother climaxing under my hand almost made my cum in my pants.

I continued massaging her pussy while her climax ran its lengthy course and ebbed. I made to take my hand away but she gripped my wrist and held me firmly in place.

'Don't stop,' she whispered.

Obedient son that I was, I carried on. She achieved two more orgasms, identical to the first, before she let me desist. I sat by her while she seemed to slip into a doze, thinking what a sexy woman she was. Then I slipped indoors and sat on my bed holding my aching cock in my hands. Somehow I resisted the urge to masturbate, conscious of my promise to Pauline. And also I knew that my eventual climax would be so much more enjoyable if she was part of it.

I peeped out the window. My mum was still lying on the grass, but she wasn't asleep. Her hand was between her thighs and she seemed to be fucking herself with her fingers. Her hips lifted off the ground and I heard her moans as she climaxed again. I shook my head. My own mother was an insatiable sex-fiend.

I changed my trunks for something looser, sat and tried to read a book, willing my erection to go away. Pauline would be back soon and then we could have sex while Mum slaked her lusts with Jim.

But my mother found me first. She had put on a thin wrap and looked worried.

'They're very late. I hope they're OK.'

I hadn't realised they were overdue.

'Probably stopped to buy something.' My mum sat on Pauline's bed - I realised with a shock that it was neatly made while mine was rumbled and untidy. I felt myself blushing - would she realise that we had shared a bed last night? Or would she just assume that my sister had made hers already?

'Yes, I expect so.' She fiddled with her wrap. 'Look, about ... earlier. What happened. It's ... oh, I don't know how to say this.'

I couldn't look her in the face. 'It's OK, mum, really it is. I don't mind.' If only you knew, I thought.

'I don't know what's happening to me,' she said, close to tears. 'I just feel so ... well, all the time. I never realised that it could be so strong. I can't control myself ...'

She was so obviously upset that I went over and hugged her, and she clutched me tightly. 

'It's OK,' I said again. 'Don't worry about it. Just enjoy it.' The feel of her warm body in my arms had given me a raging erection again. We stayed like that for a while, and then she sniffed.

'I wanted to ask you about Pauline,' she said, and my heart missed a beat. Had she noticed anything?

'What about her?'

'Is she OK? I haven't had a chance to talk to her much. You seem to get on with her much better recently. Is she happy?'

'Um, yes, I think so.' Happiest when her clit is being sucked, I thought. 'She doesn't seem to have any problems.'

'I'm worried she hasn't had a boyfriend for a while. She doesn't seem that interested in boys. Mind you, if she was, I'd be worried too! Does she ever talk about boys to you?'

Oh, she’s interested all right. 'Not much. But I don't think anything's wrong. Anyway, she's only 15.'

'Yes, I suppose so. I'm just thinking what I was like at her age. I couldn't think about anything else! I suppose I haven't changed much, have I?' she said with a rueful smile.

'You're OK, mum.' I said. 'I like to see you happy.' I like watching you being satisfied as well, I thought.

Before we could exchange any more intimacies, we heard the car pull up outside. We reached the hallway just as Pauline and Jim entered. Both of then looked different, rather pale and shocked.

'What's happened?' Mum said, jumping to conclusions.

'Oh, nothing,' Jim said. 'Just stopped for a walk on the way back.'

'I felt a bit carsick,' Pauline said. I noticed that her top and skirt were wet down the front.

'Oh my poor love,' Mum hugged her. 'You're alright now? You want a drink of water?'

'I had one,' my sister said. 'Managed to spill it all over me too.'

'Better go and change. Maybe have a lie down, eh?' Pauline nodded and went off to our bedroom.

'I'll go and check on her,' I said before they could stop me. I had caught my mum giving Jim lustful glances and assumed that they would be eager to couple as soon as decently possible.

Pauline was lying face down on my bed, still dressed. I touched her shoulder and she turned to me, her mouth open and her eyes wide.

'What happened?' I said, fearing the worst. She grabbed my hands.

'I sucked him off! Phil, I sucked his cock! I can't believe it!'

'Really?'

She threw her arms around me and talked into my neck. 'Really. It was ... like I couldn't ever imagine. Oh my god.'

'Tell me all about it.'

'Undress me first and lick my puss.'

Much as I wanted to, I was afraid. 'Mum might come in to see how you are. I can't hear them fucking.'

'In that case put your hand up my skirt and frig my clit. I’m so horny I'll burst.'

While I frigged her and gave her three shuddering climaxes, my sister told me what had transpired that afternoon.

She had taken care to tease Jim on the way to the riding school by letting her skirt ride up until her crotch was almost on view. She had seem Jim glancing at her but he didn't say anything - only his erection in his shorts gave it away. When he picked her up she was feeling unbearably horny from being without panties on a horse and decided to bring matters to a head.

'I think I need another one of your massages,' she said. 'Let's stop at our usual spot.'

They did so; she could tell that Jim was sweating slightly at the thought of touching her legs and crotch. As soon as he turned to her she let her thighs fall open so that her bare shaven pussy was on view. Jim stopped.

'What's the matter, don't you like shaved girls?' she said.

Jim was having trouble speaking. 'I think we should go back,' he stuttered.

'Mum's shaven and you do it with her.'

'That's not what I mean. We shouldn't ... you're too young...'

'You should have thought of that yesterday,' Pauline said nastily.

'Yesterday ...'

'You stroked my panties and rubbed my pussy. Made me quite wet, you did.'

Jim's mouth was open but no sound came out.

'I haven't told mum what you did. I don't think she'd like to know, do you?'

'You little bitch,' Jim said between clenched teeth.

Pauline grinned at him. 'It can be our little secret. Now, I've got an itch. Just here.' She pointed to her clitoris.

'You wouldn't tell Christine - your mum - would you? You wouldn't dare.'

'You'll have to find out. Unless you do what I want.' Despite Pauline's tough talk, she was trembling inside.

'What do you want?'

'I want ... what mum wants. Everything. Like mother like daughter.'

He let out a long breath. 'You scheming ...'

Pauline started to rub her clit gently, watching his eyes. She could see naked helpless lust in them. 

'My pussy's just as nice as mum's, isn't it? A bit smaller, but just as bare. I'm still a virgin - did you know that - but that won't stop us, will it? I bet you'd like to be the first to pop my cherry. Nothing like a virgin's tight cunt is there?'

While she was talking, Pauline was continuing to rub her clit and her other hand was creeping across to Jim's shorts. He seemed hypnotised by the sight of her finger sliding between her pink labia. Somehow she managed to undo the button of his shorts and unzip him, and his cock sprang free.

My sister was taken aback by the sheer size of the organ. Although she had watched it at work in her mum, the object itself close up seemed much larger than she had thought. It was straight and veined and solid, potent, unyielding. She imagined it buried up to the hilt in her soft flesh. She gripped it in her fist and Jim groaned at her touch. She could barely get her hand all the way round it. Her hand began to move up and down the hot dry shaft, and Jim’s hips twitched, driving the organ upwards towards her. He couldn’t have disengaged even if he had wanted to - his automatic reflexes were in control.

Pauline took a deep breath and bent forward. She was going to take a grown man’s cock into her mouth, a cock which, she reminded herself, had lately and frequently been buried up to the hilt in her mother. And she was - wasn't she? - going to let him cum in her mouth too ... 

She had to open her jaws as wide as they would go in order to fit the big purple plum of his cockhead inside. Trying to keep her teeth out of the way, she closed her lips around the warm base of his glans and sucked. Jim gave another groan of ecstasy. She curled her tongue around his velvety head and lubricated it with her saliva, then started to draw the organ deeper into her mouth. It didn't seem as if it had gone all that far before she felt something bumping against the back of her throat. She took her hand away from her clit and gripped the remainder of the cock in both fists, and began to move her closed lips up and down on the top third of the column. The feel of it solid and pulsing in her mouth made her cunt juices flow even more.

She felt Jim’s hand on her head, gently stroking her hair. His hips quivered under her, and he was murmuring something inarticulate. Pauline was (recently) familiar with the feel of a cock just before it was about to explode, so she wasn’t taken totally by surprise when Jim gave an agonised cry and her mouth was filled with warm cloying fluid. She even felt it jetting against the roof of her mouth. What did surprise her was the sheer volume. She hadn’t made up her mind whether to swallow or not, but before she could do so another flood erupted in her and spilled out over her fists.

Pauline choked and lifted her head, and another great gout of spunk hit her full in the face. She jerked backwards and started to cough, and more gushes sprayed over her blouse and skirt, and then her naked thighs. The spunk in her mouth spilled out over her chin and dripped onto her chest.

‘Oh shit,’ Jim exclaimed as he surveyed the mess. He grabbed a cloth and started to rub at my sister’s clothes while she just sat back and giggled helplessly.

‘I can’t go back home like this, can I?’ she said when she had calmed down. ‘What would Mum say?’

‘Shit! You’re a little minx, aren’t you? Here, wipe your face and legs.’

‘Do it for me,’ my sister grinned at him, enjoying his discomfort. ‘Wasn’t there a lot of it?’

‘Yeah, well, I hadn’t cum since last night.’

‘Really? Didn’t you and Mum do it this morning?’

‘No, we wanted to get up early.’

‘Mum’ll be going up the wall.’

‘What do you mean?’ He must have thought she meant with fury.

‘She’ll be so horny. You know what she’s like.’

Jim looked at her quizzically. ‘You seem to know your mum very well.’

Pauline wiped her thighs, taking care to expose her cunt to him. It was tingling with arousal but she didn’t think she could get Jim to satisfy her just then. She decided to back off a little, and just shrugged.

‘I’ve got a bottle of water,’ Jim said. ‘Let’s try that on your skirt.’

‘We can say I spilt it,’ she agreed. ‘Our little secret, eh?’ and she winked at him.

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I withdrew my fingers from her puss and licked them while she grinned at me. 

‘Cool, eh? Thanks for the cums, bro. I needed them. What about you? What have you been up to this afternoon? Been a naughty boy again?’

‘My god, yes,’ I said. ‘But not how you think. I haven’t cum - yet.’

‘Let me suck you off while you tell me all about it.’

I freed my cock, which by now felt like it was turned to concrete, and she sat on the edge of the bed and took it easily in her mouth, looking up at me. I thought that the sight of my sister’s familiar face with her mouth tight around my cock was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen, and I felt a wave of love for her. My cock swelled dangerously.

‘Careful,’ I moaned. ‘I’m close already.’ 

‘Mmm,’ she said, which sent shivers down into my balls.

‘What if Mum comes in?’ I said.

Pauline removed her mouth from my cock, a thin arc of saliva connecting her lip with my cum-hole. ‘She’ll get a shock, won’t she? But I don’t think she’ll bother us for a bit. I can hear thumping from the lounge. Mind you, Jim’ll be a bit less copious this time. Wonder if she’ll notice?’

‘Depends if he cums inside her,’ I said.

‘Anyway, you were going to tell me what happened,’ Pauline said, sliding her mouth down onto my cock again.

I described in as much detail as I could the events of the afternoon, my massaging mum at her request and her making it plain that she wanted me to masturbate her. It was hard to get the words out with the things Pauline was doing with her tongue, but she managed to keep me this side of climax until I came to the bit where, after giving my mother three shattering orgasms, I watched while she achieved another on her own. At that point my sister began to suck me in earnest and I stood weak-kneed as my cock exploded in her mouth. She continued to slide my pulsing cock in and out, building up a ring of frothy semen around her lips. I could feel her swallowing as my balls emptied themselves. 

When I had softened and become too sensitive, she grinned up at me with spunk-smeared lips. 

‘Give us a kiss, bro.’

Actually the thought, and then the act, of kissing her cum-soaked mouth didn’t faze me at all. We snogged stickily, stirring the semen with our tongues and passing it back and forth. It felt so deliciously obscene.

We broke apart, our mouths still linked by strings of cum and saliva.

‘Wow, that is so gross!’ she said delightedly. ‘I am a real teen slut!’

Suddenly there was a knock on the bedroom door. We both jumped about a foot into the air. As the door opened Pauline scrubbed at her face with her arm and I frantically tucked my cock back into my shorts.

'Are you feeling better now, Pauly?' said my mum, entering with a glass of water. She stopped when she saw her daughter sitting on the bed and me standing in front of her.

'Yeah, I feel a lot better now,' Pauline said, giving her a wide innocent smile. 'Just needed a rest.'

'Oh, I am glad. You ought to take those wet things off.'

'It's OK, they've almost dried anyway. Are we going out for dinner again? I'll get changed if we are.'

'Is Jim OK?' I asked, and my sister gave me a dirty look. 'He was very pale when he got back.'

'Oh, I think so,' my mum said. I could tell from the dreamy expression on her face that he had risen to the occasion well enough. 'Not used to coping with a sick kid, I suppose. It's good practice for him. That is ... I mean ...'

'You two getting married?' we chorused.

Mum blushed. 'No, I shouldn't think so ... mustn't jump to conclusions. Anyway, yes, we thought we'd go out to that little place along the beach. You liked it there, didn't you?'

As we got changed, Pauline was in a ruminative mood. 'Be weird having Jim as a sort of dad. Does it count as incest? D'you think he could fuck us both without the other knowing? He'd have to ration it out or else Mum would suspect something. Just think if he was living with us. We'd have to fix up some way of being able to watch them at it ... drill a hole in the bedroom wall or something.'

She chose an ultra-tight white miniskirt that barely covered her crotch, and a cut-off T shirt which emphasised her small but thrusting tits. She looked really sexy, and I told her so.

'Thanks, bro. Look, no undies. Will you be able to keep your hands off me? Will Jim, for that matter?'

My mum gave Pauline a bit of a look when she saw what my sister was wearing, but she didn't say anything. How could she when her own dress was scarcely more decent? Once again I was in the company of two women with shaven cunts and bursting sexual desires. My cock stayed at full hardness all evening.

Pauline and I loitered behind as we strolled along the beach in the sunset, watching Jim cupping my mum's left buttock as her hips rolled sensuously. I did the same to Pauline, feeling that no-one would know that we were not boy- and girl-friend.

'They went to a sex shop this morning,' my sister said. 'I saw the receipt.'

'Really? What did they buy?'

'Don't know. Couldn't understand the Spanish. Several things, came to about 60 euros.'

'Wow, maybe they've got handcuffs and things.'

'Mmm, maybe he'll tie her to the bed while he rams that big cock into her sloppy wet cunt.' I felt Pauline give a shiver at the thought.

'Look, he's got his fingers up her skirt. Must be stroking her arsehole.'

'So he has,' I said, doing the same to my sister. She giggled.

'He wants to get into her arse tonight, you can just see it. Wonder if he'll manage?'

'I don't see how he could get that cock into a tiny little arsehole,' I said.

'You'd be surprised,' Pauline said darkly. 'It's very stretchy.'

'How do you know?'

'Didn't you ever put things in your arse?'

'No ... what sort of things?'

'Oh, fingers, candles, hairbrush handles, anything,' she said offhandedly.

'You slut!' I said without thinking.

'Does it shock you?' she laughed. 'You should know what a slut I am by now.'

I laughed too. 'Yeah, I reckon I do. But I like you.'

'I like you too,' she said, putting her arm around my waist and leaning her head against my shoulder. 'Maybe I'll let you have a go at my arse sometime.'

By the look of it Jim had his finger firmly stuck up my mum's arsehole by now. It seemed that they had forgotten that we were behind them.

'Looks like we'll get a good show tonight,' Pauline murmured. 'I am so unbearably horny, you wouldn't believe it.'

But I did.

In the restaurant, unless Pauline kept her legs firmly crossed, I was given a clear view of her bare pussy. I noticed Jim glancing at her too once or twice, in between fondling my mother's well-displayed charms. I couldn't decide if my sister was teasing him or me, or both. By the end of the meal my cock felt as if it was set in concrete and my shorts were swollen blatantly. Jim too was vainly trying to conceal his large boner. I saw my mum stroke it when she thought no-one was looking. God, what must it be like for her, the anticipation of waiting for that monstrous rod to be thrust up inside her?

We repaired back to the villa at a sedately hurried pace. Pauline and I were in front, so we couldn't grope or anything, but maliciously we kept turning round so that the adults couldn't stop for a quick shag. Back home, there was the usual hurried rush to wash and get ready for bed. Pauline and I were outside their window before they'd hardly got started.

His cock was dangerously swollen and she was desperate to feel it in her. They coupled violently, my mum's legs up on her chest as he pumped into her from above, driving that huge organ deep into her wet cunt. Then she wrapped her legs around his waist and rode him as the pounding continued, clutching his buttocks and leaving red welts with her fingers. He pistoned into her for what must have been half an hour, until I began to worry for the safety of her poor innards. She had already had a couple of noisy orgasms before his body arched rigidly, all the veins in his neck stood out and with a fierce shout he drove himself up to the hilt in her and released all his pent-up sperm. His buttocks clenched rhythmically as his spunk pulsed out into her.

Pauline let out a little moan next to me. I guess she was imaging what it would feel like with her on the receiving end.

Jim withdrew his still-fat, reddened, glistening cock. My mother flopped her thighs sideways and her hand strayed to her pussy. With an evil grin Jim reached down onto the floor, where we couldn't see, and lifted up a big long flesh-coloured object. My sister couldn't suppress a cry. I realised that it was a dildo - slightly flexible, lifelike in every detail, and at least as big as Jim's cock.

My mother spread her thighs and humped her hips eagerly, and he fed the rounded end of the monster between her loose gaping cunt lips and pushed.

'Oh my god,' breathed Pauline. The dildo slid in with one smooth stroke and a flood of spunk squirted out onto the sheet. He began to pump the toy in and out, and more spunk was displaced, covering the shaft of the dildo and Jim's hand. My mum rubbed her clit energetically as the plastic monster penetrated her insides. When she had cum once again Jim bent forward, the dildo still deeply embedded, and began to suck her clit, while she grasped his hair and pushed his face against her.

After that her orgasms just seemed to roll out of her, one after the other, with scarcely a break. Eventually she pulled his head away from her crotch and dragged him up over her body, getting him sitting over her chest so that she could get his semi-hard cock in her mouth. She kissed and licked and bit and tongued it with a will (the dildo still buried in her cunt), until he responded and grew to full size and rigidity. I was riveted by the expression of pure, white-hot lust on my mum's familiar face. She said something to him, urging him on, and suddenly Jim climbed off and roughly turned her over so that she was kneeling on the bed, her legs apart, her face pressed against the pillow. The dildo flopped out of her cunt, which gaped darkly. 

Pauline and I held our breaths. Jim reached down and pulled out a tube of something, then squirted a clear liquid over his fingers and over my mum's arse. She reached up and pulled her already taut buttocks further apart. We could see her dark arsehole beckoning him.

Jim stuck a finger into her anus and twisted it around, working it in and out. My mum gasped something, pushing her bottom back at him. Without thinking I reached down and rubbed my finger along my sister's cunt lips, gathering the juice that I knew would be there, and then wormed my finger between her buttocks until I found her little anus. I pushed and the top joint of my finger slipped into her tight hotness - she didn't even react, so transfixed was she by the scenes being played out before us. But I did feel her own hand creep round and part my arse cheeks, and then a finger (already slippery) ease its way into my own hole.

Meanwhile Jim had worked two and then three fingers into my mum's arsehole, plunging them in and out with a corkscrew motion while she clutched at her buttocks and urged him on. His cock stuck out rigidly at 45 degrees, as hard as I had ever seen it. Suddenly he grabbed the tube of whatever it was, squirted a load onto his shaft and hurriedly spread it around, then crouched above my mum and, with some difficulty it seemed, bent his cock downwards until his fat glistening purple cockhead touched her anus, already slightly dilated from his fingers.

He leant forward, putting weight on his cock, and my mum's anal ring opened up and his great plum slipped into her. I heard her shout of triumph. Simultaneously Pauline and I pushed our fingers up inside each other to the second joint. I was amazed by how hot she was.

Jim held her waist with his great hands and slid his piston-like cock slowly into her rectum. I couldn't believe how much she took. My mum's cunt lips flapped loosely, and her hand went up and started to rub herself. Jim began to pump in and out of her, slowly at first, then faster, and her hand worked faster and rougher at her clit.

His balls were taut against his shaft; the sinews in his legs were rigid with the strain. Suddenly my mother began to climax - we could hear her cries of bliss plainly - and the fierce contraction of her anus around his shaft must have been too much. His thrusting grew to a peak and we saw his buttocks clench again and again as he pumped another load of semen deep into her bowels.

He withdrew quite quickly, his reddened cock shrinking as we watched. My mum's anus was still wide open, a dark smooth tunnel, and her hand continued to rub her wet cunt slowly. Suddenly her arsehole contracted, like the blinking of an eye, and then opened to disgorge a gout of cloudy spunk that flowed down over her fingers. Another followed, and another, until she was empty.

Tenderly Jim laid her down on her side, her hand still between her legs, and they kissed.

My sister and I started to breathe again, and then we must have both realised that we still had our fingers in each other's arses. 

'Shit that was the best yet,' Pauline murmured with a catch in her voice. 'Time to go to bed, bro.'

Hurriedly we snuck back to our room and threw off our night clothes. Pauline had a devilish grin on her face, and hunted around furiously on the dressing table, finally holding up a hairbrush and a bottle of moisturising cream. She threw them into my hands and climbed onto the bed in the exact position that my mum had assumed. The sight of her naked pussy splayed wide open before me almost made me climax there and then.

'Stick the handle in my arse, you fucker,' she gasped. 'Use lots of cream and hurry up!'

I obeyed with a will, slavering the cream around her little pink arsehole and onto the hairbrush handle. I pushed the tip against her, wondering how on earth she could open up enough to get it in (it was about as wide as a couple of fingers). I saw Pauline's hand go to her cunt and start to rub herself vigorously. I pushed a little harder and she opened up and the handle slid in. Once in, there seemed nothing to prevent it going deeper and my sister's rectum swallowed the whole five or six inches without effort.

Pauline gave a great groan of passion and wanked herself harder. 'Pump it!' she gasped. 'In and out!'

I did so, withdrawing the handle completely so that her arsehole gaped just as my mum's had done, then thrusting it back in deep. Pauline began to cum, noisily, and I feared that she might be audible next door, but there was nothing I could have done to stop her. I fucked her with the hairbrush handle for as long as she wanted, then left it in as her orgasms ebbed. She was a weird sight - arse stuck in the air, a hairbrush sticking out of her, and her shaven puss all pink and sloppy with juice.

I realised that my cock was so hard, and had been for so long, that it was acutely painful. I stood by her face and showed her.

'Pauly, I'm desperate. I've got to cum, now. Can I stick it in your arse?'

'Just do it!' she moaned, and my heart jumped. Trembling, I crouched above her as Jim had done, poured cream over my cock and rubbed it in. The coolness on my hot hard shaft was delicious. Then I eased the hairbrush out of her and before her anus had time to close up I bet my cock down, with some difficulty, and pushed its head against her hot rim.

Pauline moaned as I pushed harder, but I was single-minded and not inclined to give up. I twisted slightly, increasing my weight on her, and suddenly she gave and my cockhead popped through her muscle ring and I was in! In, inside my own sister's hot tight fifteen-year-old virgin arse! The sensation of her unbelievably tight sphincter gripping my cock at its most sensitive point, just below the head, coupled with thought of breaking the ultimate taboo, was too much, and to my regret I went over the top and an orgasm of incredible ferocity coursed through me.

It felt like all the spunk in the world was rushing up my iron-hard cock and squirting out like a geyser into my sister's rectum. My balls ached with the power of it, and afterwards she told me I had been shouting something incomprehensible. Squirt after squirt blasted its way out of my cumhole until it was almost painful. Then she started to squeeze me, rhythmically, and the climax renewed itself until I was shaking with bliss.

Eventually I stopped cumming and, still quivering, eased my poor cock out of Pauline's arse. Her dark smooth shiny tunnel closed up almost immediately and she collapsed onto the bed. I lay next to her and took her in my arms, kissing her wet cheeks.

'Did I hurt you?' I whispered.

She opened her eyes and I saw laughter there. 'Not much. I bet it felt good, eh?'

'Best thing ever. Sorry I didn't last long.'

'You'll last longer next time,' she kissed my nose.

'You mean there's a next time?' I had been afraid that this was a once-only.

'You bet, bro. Here, fetch me a towel, I'm going to leak.'

I got a towel and she rolled onto her back and pulled her legs up and with a total lack of shame squirted a flood of my cum out of her anus. I dragged my fascinated gaze away from it and looked at her contented, even smug, face.

'Ultimate slut, eh?' she grinned.

We washed each other companionably and then lay together cuddling. I felt incredibly close to her; was this what being in love was like? Pauline wiped her mouth against my shoulder, casually. 'Wish I could have a go with that dildo,' she murmured, and fell asleep.

 Day 7

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I slept like a log, as always, and woke to find my sister still cuddled up against me, idly stroking my nipples.

'They're at it again,' she said, and indeed I could hear the sounds of uninhibited sex filtering through the wall. 'They did it in the middle of the night too. I think it woke me up. I nearly went in to complain.' She giggled. 'Mum's arse must be sore.'

'You think he's doing her arse again?'

'I heard her telling him to. Would you refuse?'

'No way!' I said, and Pauline looked at me.

'You'd like to fuck mum's arse, would you?' I wondered if I had shocked her.

'Yeah, I would. And her cunt too. I bet it would feel great.'

Pauline sank back. 'I bet you're right. I'm glad you admit it. Well, maybe she'd let you, if you asked nicely.'

'You're kidding!'

'No. Just think what she's let you do already. She's gagging for it. I bet she wants you in her.'

The sounds of fucking and the pressure of Pauline's naked body against mine had turned my normal morning erection into a rod of steel.

'I want to fuck your arse again,' I said, licking her on the tip of the nose.

She hugged me. 'I'm a bit sore. Still, I need the practice if I'm going to get Jim inside me.'

'You still after him?' I said worriedly.

'You bet! Why should mum have exclusive use of that big cock of his?'

'Don't you think ... he might be a bit big for you?'

'You trying to protect your little sister from the big bad man? That's sweet. I must admit he is awfully big, and I'm awfully tight. But that might make it even better.'

'Don't get hurt ...'

She grinned at me. 'You're a love. And I'm feeling extremely horny. So just to prove it I am going to let you fuck my arse. Where's that cream?'

Pauline smoothed cream over my rampant cock, smiling to herself. She smoothed it all the way down to my balls.

'You think I'll get that far in?' I asked.

'Who knows? Be prepared, that's my motto. Hey, wonder if we can do it in the mirror? I'd love to watch it going in.'

She lay sideways on the bed and pulled her legs up to her chest, craning to look at her obscenely splayed crotch. She dipped a finger in her arsehole.

'Still a bit spunky. Here, cream me up.'

My sister watched as I rubbed the cream around her pink sphincter and then inserted one and then two fingers into her orifice. She giggled as I went deeper.

'That is the dirtiest thing I've ever seen!'

'Even dirtier than when mum squirted that load of cum out of her arse?'

'That was pretty dirty too. Now, if you sit back and I squat on top of you, like this ...'

She climbed on and we arranged ourselves so that we both had a good view of my cock and her arse poised to connect. She reached down and positioned my greasy cockhead in the dip of her anus.

'Listen to them,' she said, indicating the noises reaching a climax next door. 'Bet he's in her up to his balls. Hold me while I relax. I can't stop my arsehole squeezing.'

In the mirror I looked at my sister's pale slim naked body squatting over me, easing her anus down over my cock, and almost came with the sheer raw eroticism of the sight.

'Go for it, girl,' I whispered, and she sank down, relaxing her anus, letting my cockhead pop into her hot tightness with a cry of pleasure. I was ready for the fierce sensation this time and managed to restrain my climax.

'Jesus that's hot!' she gasped. 'I feel like I'm splitting in two. Oh God, I can't believe what I'm seeing.'

Neither could I - my iron cock disappearing into her tightly-stretched anal ring, her naked pussy gaping above it, her little bud of a clit poking out from the junction of her slim labia.

'Rub me! I feel like I'm going to burst.'

I stroked her hard clit gently, as her body trembled above me. In a series of little jerks, accompanied by cries of ecstasy, Pauline sank down slowly on my cock. Her rectum was unbelievably hot, and her muscle ring squeezed my shaft mercilessly.

'Oh my god I'm so full!' she gasped, 'Feels like you're right up inside me!'

Nevertheless she continued to accept my cock until there was almost none of it visible. She writhed and moaned on me while I rubbed her clit faster, feeling her orgasm - and mine - growing. Pauline was now almost crying with bliss, while I fought to stave off my own climax. I could see her pink cunt opening and closing, clear juice glistening within it.

'I love you!' I gasped, and with an animal howl she went over the top and began to climax. Her sphincter clenched around the base of my cock with a painful intensity. I tried to hold off but as her orgasm went on with no sign of fading I lost it and erupted my spunk deep in her bowels. We throbbed together for ages, my balls pumping on empty while her muscles milked me remorselessly. We must have made a lot of noise too.

When we finally were spent and sank back on the bed, my cock still gripped firmly in her arse, we realised that the sounds from next door had ceased. Pauline and I must have had the same thought, for we fell to fits of giggles, which made her arse quiver around my softening cock.

'Oops,' she said softly. My sister slowly eased herself up off me, letting my cock slip out of her. 

'That feels so weird,' she said to herself, 'like having a huge shit ...' She turned and crouched over me, gazing at me with a serious look on her face.

'That was fucking ace,' she said, and then let out an enormous wet fart which set us off in uncontrollable giggles again. It was followed by a more spluttering farts; I could feel the warm wetness falling on my thighs. She collapsed on top of me and we hugged each other.

'Better get up, I suppose, before they decide to check up on us,' I said eventually, after Pauline's wind had died down. She rolled off me.

'OK. Chuck us that towel. I don't want to waltz out with spunk running down my legs.'

I wiped my cock and stomach and knelt in front of my sister, who was lying with her legs on her chest again. I looked at her spunk-spattered buttocks and reddened anus.

'Sis, I have this urge to stick my tongue in your arse. Is that very wrong?'

She giggled softly. 'You have the best chat-up lines, bro. Later maybe.'

She dragged on her nightshirt and I pulled on some shorts and we headed out into the kitchen. Jim was there making coffee and he gave us a strange look. Had he heard us loudly enjoying ourselves?

'Hi, what's for breakfast?' Pauline said brightly, and just then our mother came out of the bathroom. She had obviously not been expecting to see us for she was naked, with a towel wrapped round her hair. Her nipples were dark and engorged and her shaven pussy lips fat and pink with the night's friction. She looked sleepy and relaxed. I could see her sex-soaked brain wondering whether to cover herself up, but deciding that it was too late. She smiled at us, her eyes smoky.

'Hi my loves, sleep well?' She gave us a both a kiss with warm soft lips - lips that had probably been around Jim's cock at least once that night. She moved languorously, rolling her hips.

'It's another lovely day. Fancy a morning on the beach? I need to work on my tan.'

'Suits me,' said Pauline. Jim just looked at us.

'Hardly worth getting dressed then, is it?' Mum observed with a grin. 'You all know what I look like by now anyway.'

So she spent the whole time naked, exposing her well-used pussy to us unashamedly, and only pulling on a tiny G-string of a bikini to go out. The way it clung thinly to the curves of her labia only emphasised her nakedness.

Pauline and I showered (separately) and put on our beach things - my loose shorts, as ever, to hide my permanent erection, while Pauline produced a small thong that was almost as revealing as mum's. I caught her waggling her bouncy little tits at Jim when she thought no-one was looking.

I followed her taut little buttocks down onto the beach, thinking how I wanted already to stick my cock up her arse again. I didn't doubt that I would get the opportunity soon, which only made my hard-on swell even more.

My sister and I positioned ourselves by silent agreement a little way away from the adults, so that we could talk softly without being overheard, and so they could grope each other when they thought we weren't looking.

'Have you seen the way Mum's walking?' I said. 'Wonder if she's sore? He gave her some pretty good reaming last night, by the sound of it.'

'I wouldn't be surprised,' Pauline said. 'I wonder if she ever had anal sex before, or if this is her first time?'

'Maybe she did it when she was younger.'

'Yeah, well she's going to get it a lot now. He's obsessed with her arsehole. And she begs him for it. I heard her.'

'Who would guess it, looking at her?'

'We all have our dark secrets, bro.'

I rolled over onto my stomach and looked at Pauline. Her breasts were hard and conical, the puffy nipples pink. 'And what might yours be?'

She grinned. 'I think you know some of mine already. And I know yours too.'

'Oh yeah?'

'Yeah.' She rolled so that her hot breath was in my ear. 'Like, you want to stick your cock in your sister's arse. And you want to fuck your mother, and lick her cunt, and fuck her arse. Don't deny it.'

'You've missed some out.'

'Tell me.'

'I want to lick your cunt too, and fuck you, and stick my tongue in your arse, and cum all over you.' I was getting quite worked up.

She licked my ear. 'I want all that too, and more,' she said softly. 'Do you think we're perverted?'

'No. Look at those two.' Jim had his hand on my mum's buttocks and was tickling her anus, the thin cord of her G-string across the back of his hand.

'He wants in again.' Pauline observed. 'He wants to feel her hot arse around his cock, and she wants to feel that huge cock skewered right up inside her. Jesus.' She lay back. 'If you put a towel over my hips, you could wank me without anyone knowing.'

I did so and my sister pushed her thong down around her thighs. I slid my hand under the towel and sought out her clit in its slippery nest. I stroked it slowly and firmly, barely a movement perceptible under the towel. She writhed gently.

'Mmm, you're getting good at this. I couldn't do better myself. Take it real slow, I want to spin this one out.'

I kept looking round to see if anyone was watching, but as far as I could see no-one was taking any interest. Jim was still caressing my mum's arse while she lay prone. I must have been masturbating Pauline for half an hour and she was having trouble keeping silent. At last she turned her head towards me with an expression of pure lust, whispered 'I'm going to cum', stuffed her fist in her mouth and squeezed her eyes shut. Her body quivered with a lengthy and draining orgasm, until tears emerged from her eyelids.

'Thanks, bro,' she murmured, and slipped into a doze. I withdrew my hand and licked my fingers.

Later we all played in the sea like a happy family, Mum's tits bouncing, water dripping off her big hard nipples. Jim lost no opportunity to grope her blatantly under the water and she shrieked with excitement. His wet shorts showed his enormous boner plainly - so did mine, I fear. We were all screwed up to such a pitch of sexual fever, I felt sure that something was going to happen.

When we were all tired we got back on the sand. I saw Jim whisper something to mum, and she turned to us and said, 'We're going back to villa to fetch some cold drinks and stuff. Won't be long.'

We watched them strolling with studied unhurriedness up the beach, Jim's hand cupping her arse.

'They're going to screw. No doubt about it,' said Pauline. 'Jim's cock is bursting and Mum needs it inside her. Which do you think it'll be - cunt or arse?'

'Arse, I reckon. She's obsessed with it. Do you think we'll be able to tell?'

'Listen for the farts,' my sister said, reminding me of our session that morning, and we fell about laughing.

'Hey, do you think we could try that trick later? Going to get some drinks. Why does it take two of them?'

'Let's time them.'

Half an hour later she said 'Hope he can still get it up this afternoon, after all this.'

'What are you planning, Pauline?'

'I'm going all the way - or as far as I can,' she said. 'I've got to. I want his cock.'

'I hope you know what you're doing.'

'Yeah, so do I.'

It was over three-quarters of an hour before the adults reappeared, carrying indeed a large cooler. Mum's walk was even more lazy and sensuous than before. She looked like she had had several big orgasms in quick succession. Jim looked like a cat that had just got the cream.

My mother eased herself down onto the sand, caught me looking at her swollen pussy outlined by the thin white cotton G-string, and gave me a very adult grin, and then a big wink. I felt myself blushing. She busied herself with the drinks.

'Pauly, you should put some more cream on your back. It's looking a bit red. Come here, I'll do it.'

'It's OK, mum, Jim'll do it. Won't you Jim?' she said quick as a flash. How could he refuse? She knelt by his side, her thigh touching his, and handed him the sun cream. He rubbed it into her back and waist and shoulders diligently.

'Mmm, that's nice,' she murmured, rolling her shoulders. 'You have nice hands.' It was all very innocent but I knew what she was about.

'Do my arms now?' she asked, turning and smiling sweetly at him. He did her arms while she thrust her naked young tits into his face. Then she sat and waited for him to do her front, but he just handed her the cream. Then my sister smoothed it all over her chest and stomach, lingering sensuously on her conical breasts, teasing her puffy nipples, while Jim watched helplessly.

I observed this dumb show out of the corner of my eye, while Mum seemed lost in her sex-stuffed memories. Now Pauline was kneeling in front of him, legs planted wide, and smoothing the cream into her thighs, especially her inner thighs. I even saw her slip a hand inside her thong to oil her mound. I thought she was going to masturbate herself there and then in front of him.

'Mmm,' she said, running her hands quickly over her whole body, 'I'm all oily. Feels nice.'

We had our drinks and then lay down for some more sun-worship. My head was close to Pauline's again.

'You're a shameless cock-teaser,' I whispered. 'Poor Jim's going to burst.'

'As long as he doesn't burst before I get him on his own. We've got to make sure he doesn't get a chance to fuck Mum.'

'You're playing with fire, you know.' I said worriedly.

Instead of a scornful look, she was thoughtful. 'Yeah, I know. But it makes me so horny, you can't imagine.'

'It's OK teasing him, but he might lose control. What if he rapes you?'

'I'm so juicy it won't matter.'

'I'm serious, sis. His cock - it's so big, and you're only small. You could get badly hurt.'

She was silent for a while, obviously imagining Jim's cock cleaving her virgin passages.

'Yeah, maybe you're right. Maybe I should get you to loosen me up first,' she grinned.

'Any time,' I said fervently.

'No chance just now. Maybe I'll just take it slow this afternoon. Trouble is, this is my last lesson. Won't get a chance to get him on my own again, not unless I'm very devious.'

'I know you. You'll find a way.'

We had some lunch and wandered back to the villa. Jim couldn't decide which almost-naked female body to ogle, and neither could I. I almost made some crude remark to him, and then realised that he might look askance at my lechery towards my mother and sister.

In preparation for her lesson Pauline put on a little red and white checked dress that buttoned all the way down the front. It made her look about 12. I had no doubt too that she had taken off her thong and not replaced it by anything.

'Take care,' I said to her; I was genuinely concerned.

'What are you going to do?' Jim asked mum, who was still naked apart from her G string, and she said that she had a slight headache from the sun and was going to lie down for a while. 

'Oh, hope you're OK.'

'Don't worry, Phil'll look after me, won't you?' she said, giving me a smile and a wink. I was shocked, wondering if I had just been propositioned by my own mother. She disappeared into the bedroom and I watched Pauline showing all her thigh getting into the car.

Back in the house, I played a Sega game for a while, all the while thinking about my mum's naked body in the next room, wondering what she was doing. Did she really have a headache? Suddenly I heard a low moan. Thinking she might be ill, I crept into the darkened room. 

There on the big bed was my mother, now totally naked. Her legs were wide and her arm down across her stomach. With a shock I saw that she was gripping the big dildo and holding it half in her cunt. Her eyes were closed, her head turned to one side. Her wrist moved slowly and the huge pale shaft slid further inside her. I was hypnotised by the way her swollen labia curved around its bulk. Her clit stood proud from the splayed cusp of her lips. I noticed that she had placed a towel under her arse.

I must have made a noise, because she knew I was there.

'Don't be shocked,' she said in a low voice. 'I just need to be full ... all the time.' The dildo slid further in, and then she reversed the motion and its length emerged from her cunt, inch by inch.

She took her hand off the base of the toy.

'Help me,' she whispered. Helpless, I knelt on the bed between her legs and took hold of the solid base of the dildo. My fingers barely reached around the shaft. It was surprisingly warm, and slightly flexible. I pushed gently and nothing happened, then pushed a bit harder. The shaft began to slide into her and her hips writhed minutely. She lifted her arms above her head and grasped the rails of the bedhead, spreading her thighs even wider and humping her hips so that the dildo jerked.

'Oh sweet Jesus,' she murmured. 'That is so good.'

I pushed until my hand was almost touching her labia. By now nearly a foot of the dildo must have been buried inside her. I seemed to hit bottom and she writhed a bit more, her eyes tight shut. I started to ease it out, which also seemed to be intensely pleasurable. I noticed that the shaft was not completely smooth but had lifelike veins and bumps which distorted her labia as they passed over it. An amazing length of plastic emerged before there was resistance. I pulled harder and the head of the dildo, a lifelike swelling, slid out into the open air. Mum gave a little cry of disappointment. I looked in disbelief at the huge instrument, glistening with her juice.

'Put it back in,' she begged me in a whisper. I obeyed, placing the fat head of the thing between her still-splayed lips and pushing. There was a surprisingly amount of resistance. I could feel her muscles pushing back at me - and it was a large girth for them to accept. Mum was moaning softly to herself. I increased the pressure and suddenly the dildo slid smoothly into her.

'Yes!' she breathed. Once the head was in, the rest of it followed smoothly until I hit bottom again. I still couldn't believe how deep her cunt was. 

'Now,' she said, her eyes still closed, 'fuck me with it!' I had never heard such the word used with such a sensuous throb to it. My heart beating fast, I started to pump the dildo slowly in and out of her, without letting the head emerge. My mother gyrated her hips gently, her breasts rising and falling. The muscles in her abdomen rippled as she massaged the dildo internally. It was shameless pleasure.

I got a firm but slow rhythm going, like the relentless beat of a steam engine. Her fat labia slid back and forth along the bumpy shaft. With each stroke she accepted almost a foot of springy plastic into her. My hand grew wet with her juices. She seemed to be able to take this treatment for ever.

'Stir it around a bit,' she whispered, and I did so, distorting her labia into strange shapes. Her hips writhed to rub the insides of her cunt against the fat head of the dildo.

'Faster now,' she breathed raggedly. As a dutiful son, I obeyed, feeling my own arousal rising along with hers. I could tell that she was close to orgasm, and she hadn't even touched her clit. I pumped harder and faster, starting to pull the head of the dildo half out of her on every stroke, which seemed to intensify the pleasure. Soon I was pulling it right out of her gaping tunnel each time and immediately plunging in back in against the now reduced tension of the muscles. Her moans grew louder and more abandoned.

Her climax seemed to be achieved gradually rather than suddenly. Her ankles gripped the sides of the mattress and her hips thudded into the bed. I rode out the gyrations of her loins and kept up the steady pumping as my mother came lengthily and noisily, still gripping the bedhead with white knuckles, her clit untouched. I was impressed. After some minutes she quietened and I stopped, leaving the dildo buried up to the hilt in her. Her breathing slowed gradually.

'No,' she murmured eventually, 'again.'

So I repeated the procedure, reaming her wet cunt with the massive toy until, after maybe fifteen minutes of constant fucking, she throbbed over the top again and pulsed helplessly around the massive object. This time I held it deep in her and stirred the base around against her spasming muscle ring, watching her abdomen contract with endless pulses of orgasm.

My mother was insatiable that afternoon. For nearly two hours, I estimated later, I worked her with the dildo, and she responded with six or maybe eight tremendous all-consuming and completely clit-free climaxes. Finally I pulled the poor object out of her cunt and watched its gaping darkness oozing juice onto the sodden towel. She dozed, utterly spent and relaxed. 

My cock was so hard it was hurting. I looked at the clock and realised that Pauline would be back soon. My head was buzzing with the wild things I had just done and I needed her badly. I retired to our bedroom, stripped off my shorts and willed myself not touch my ferocious erection.

I heard the others return; they didn't seem to be talking. I heard Jim go into my mum's bedroom, but they didn't start to make any noise. Then Pauline found me. Her checked dress was unbuttoned top and bottom and her hair was a mess. She had a wild-eyed look about her. She saw my engorged state and without a word tore off her dress and knelt in front of me, clutching my cock to her chest and squeezing her breasts around it.

I held her shoulders and humped against her hot skin, moaning with bliss. Within a couple of minutes I erupted fierily against her, pumping out pulse after pulse of spunk as though trying to rid myself of some poison. Pauline held me tight against her until I was empty and my balls had stopped pumping and my cock was at peace again.

We separated slowly and I saw that her breasts and neck were covered in semen. She watched it slowly trickle down her body and then grinned at me lop-sidedly.

'You didn't fuck her then?'

I shook my head, too drained to explain. 'What about you? Are you OK?'

She looked at me ruefully. 'Yeah, I'm OK.'

'But what?'

'I might have done something silly.'

I sat on the bed and took her in my arms, feeling my semen cool and slippery on her front. 'Tell me.'

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As soon as they were in the car and moving, Pauline decided to force the issue. She began to unbutton her dress, slowly and deliberately. Jim kept glancing at her.

'I don't feel like riding today,' she said nonchalantly.

'Aren't you feeling well? Do you want me to go back?'

'No ... I'd just rather do other things.'

'Such as?' She could see him starting to sweat a little.

'I thought we could find a private sort of place ... maybe a wood somewhere. Where we can do things.'

'What sort of things?'

'The things you do with mum.'

'Pauline ... that's not a good idea.'

By now she had got the dress unbuttoned completely, and she opened the front so that she was totally exposed to him. Jim could hardly keep his eyes on the road.

'There's a place up here ... maybe if we run off into this track. No-one could see us.'

Jim turned into the track and killed the engine. He turned to her angrily.

'I won't do this.'

My sister squirmed in her seat, opening her thighs. Inwardly she was trembling.

'I could tell mum about what we did yesterday. When you came all over me. I don't think she'd approve, do you?'

Jim literally wrung his hands. Pauline nearly laughed out loud at the sight.

'Wouldn't you like to get to know my body better?' she wheedled. 'You can touch me, you know. Anywhere. I mean anywhere. And you can kiss me anywhere too. And lick me. You can put your tongue inside me, like you do with mum. I washed myself thoroughly before we left, you know. I even washed inside my arsehole. Just in case you wanted to lick me there too.'

As she said this my sister knelt up on the car seat, displaying her young charms to him. Then she bent over the back of the seat and spread her legs, talking softly.

'Here, you can see all of me. I bet you haven't had the chance to examine a fifteen-year-old girl before, have you? You can see up my little slit, can't you? Here, I'll pull my lips apart so you can see right inside me. And my arsehole. You like mum's arsehole don't you? Mine's much smaller and tighter. Look. Why don't you kiss me now? I know you want too.'

She stayed like that with her fingers pulling her labia and buttocks wide apart, and with a thrill suddenly felt his fingers on her, gently stroking the insides and backs of her thighs, then her buttocks and hips. He was slow and methodical, examining every inch of her intimate areas with his fingertips, touching her labia and anus. She felt his finger slip between her lips and he gave a low moan. He rubbed softly back and forth in her wetness, from her clit to her perineum, and she shivered with delight.

And then, with a shiver of ecstasy, she felt his hot breath against her buttock. His lips kissed her smooth hot skin, across her arse, down the backs of her thighs. She felt his tongue sliding across her dry flesh.

Pauline relaxed, spread-eagled inelegantly over the back of the seat, and opened her thighs as far as she could. His mouth seemed to be everywhere, kissing her labia and perineum, sucking on her buttocks, nibbling her inner thighs, and his tongue slid along her lips and circled her tingling anus. His fingertip found her clit and rubbed it gently.

She felt her anal sphincter being probed and realised with a lurch of her stomach that he was trying to get his tongue into her arse. She willed her muscles to relax, and suddenly he was in, forcing the hard cone of his tongue into her anus, stretching her, penetrating deep into her tunnel. The sensation, and the thought of what was happening, coupled with the insistent friction of her clit, precipitated her climax, and she cried out as her anus contracted involuntarily around the man's tongue.

When her throbbing had eventually ceased, she raised herself and turned to face him, kneeling with legs apart, jutting her shaven mound at him.

'That was disgusting!' she grinned from ear to ear. 'Did you enjoy it?'

Jim nodded, looking shocked at what he had just done.

'More than when you do it to mum?'

'You seem to know a lot about what mum and I do,' he said hoarsely.

'Maybe I do.'

'So what else do you know?' His hands strayed back to her crotch.

Pauline was feeling crude and wanted to shock him. 'Mmm, I know you fucked her up the arse last night.'

'How do you know that?'

Pauline thought fast. She didn't want to let on that she was a voyeur.

'I heard you through the wall. She was asking you to do it.'

Jim was silent, obviously regretting that they had not been quieter.

'Did you enjoy it?' Pauline said, rolling her hips. 'Was she nice and tight?'

'Um, pretty tight, yeah.'

'Not as tight as me, though. Just think how tight my arse would be. And my cunt too. Never been fucked. Wouldn't you like to be the first guy to fuck a fifteen-year-old virgin's cunt? Here, put your fingers in it. Feel how tight I am.'

She squatted on the seat with knees apart and guided his fingers to her splayed pussy. Without thinking Jim inserted his forefinger between her lips and probed her tunnel. My sister was so juicy that he slid inside without much effort.

'Oh god that's nice. Am I nice and tight? Just imagine your cock in there, being squeezed by my cunt. Why don't you put another finger in, see how much I can stretch?'

The pleasure of being opened up by his fingers and the dirty talk was making Pauline's head swim. She began to move up and down on his fingers, forcing them further into her. Jim entered into the spirit and fucked her gently but firmly with two fingers. She felt his thumb on her clit.

'Oh Jeesus, don't stop. Fuck me! Deeper, as deep as you can. Get another finger in, stretch my little cunt! Get four fingers in like you do in mum's cunt!'

Without breaking his rhythm, Jim murmured, 'How do you know how many fingers I can get in your mum?'

Pauline was awash with sex now and didn't think.

'I've seen you. I've watched you fucking her and licking her pussy and fucking her up the arse and spunking all over her face.'

'Really? When?'

'Every night. We watch through the window. We've seen you doing it every night. Oh my god!'

She was close to another orgasm as he added a third finger and rubbed her clit hard with his thumb. She held on to the headrest and dashboard and swayed as the climax swept over her, her muscles squeezing his fingers almost painfully. Pauline almost fainted with the pleasure.

Jim withdrew his fingers and let her come down to earth.

'We. You said 'we'. Does Phil watch too?'

Pauline looked at him in shock. What had she said?

'Yes. Yes he does. We both watch.'

Jim grinned. 'Well, that must have been an education for you both! Or have you seen it all before?'

She shook her head.

'And how did you feel, watching your mother having sex?'

Pauline gave a twisted grin. 'Well ... it kinda turned me on. I wanted it too.'

'God, you're a nympho just like your mother,' he said.

'So, now's our chance. You can fuck me. Got any condoms?'

'No. Why should I? I don't need them.'

'I don't want to get pregnant, do I?'

'No, and I don't want to fuck you.'

Pauline looked sly. She reached forward and undid his shorts, and stroked his rock-hard cock.

'I bet you do really. Just think of that nice tight juicy virgin cunt begging for your cock in it. You could go and buy some condoms.'

'No, I won't.'

'OK, fuck my arse then. I've got some cream with me, look.' She pulled it out of her bag.

'No, Pauline.'

'Maybe I'll tell mum that you put your fingers up me, then. She'd believe me. And I know your cock wants to get up my arse, doesn't it?' She stroked more deliberately, feeling its hot raw power.

'You're too young, Pauline,' Jim had a desperate air to his voice. 'I'd hurt you - damage you, even.'

'I want to try.'

My sister coated Jim's cock with the cream, while he seemed helpless to prevent her. Then she knelt facing away from him and jutted her naked arse towards him, and rubbed cream into her anus. She was trembling hard: Jim's cock seemed even bigger than she remembered and she was increasingly doubtful that it would fit. But my sister is a determined girl.

She squatted over him, her back against the steering wheel, and guided his shaft so that his cockhead was wedged between her buttocks, directly against her anus. She could feel its cushiony bulk pressing against her sphincter. It seemed absolutely huge.

She let her weight rest more and more onto his cockhead, and willed herself to relax. Jim's eyes were closed tight as if he didn't want to watch what his own body was doing. She thought about what it was like when I entered her anus, but Jim was at least twice as big and try as she might she just couldn't dilate enough. She reached down and started to rub herself, thinking that an orgasm might help, but for some reason she couldn't achieve one.

Eventually her anus began to hurt and she gave up and got off, and sat on the passenger seat and hugged her knees.

'Fucking Jesus, Mum must have a big arse.'

'She's the only woman I've been able to do it with,' he said gently. 'At least, the only one who enjoyed it.'

'I guess I'm only a kid after all.'

'Hey, don't cry. Plenty of time to grow yet.'

She crawled onto his lap again and hugged him, and their mouths met in a very deep wet kiss. Pauline was gratified to find that he kissed her with real passion, as though she was a lover. Her cunt tingled as their tongues swirled together. She squatted over him, pressing the base of his cock against her clit, trapping its length between their bodies. As they kissed and his hands roamed over her back and buttocks, she rocked her hips back and forth to masturbate herself on his hardness.

Jim began to groan and buck his hips - she was obviously bringing him off too. She broke the kiss and looked down at his massive purple glans under her breasts. She held his shaft against her stomach, still rocking, feeling her orgasm rising fast. Jim began to moan and jerk. His cock went absolutely rigid and then foamy white spunk gushed from its tip and covered her breasts and hand. Once again the sheer volume of it astonished her. She let go of his cock and squeezed her cum-covered tits with both hands and let the orgasm sweep over her. It lasted for ages.

Jim kissed her mouth tenderly as she sagged against him.

'You're a hot little piece, aren't you? You'll make someone a good wife.'

Pauline was too spent to reply. She was conscious of his cock softening under her, and the sticky sperm coating her breasts and stomach, and his arms around her.

'Are you going to marry Mum?' she asked after a while.

'I don't know.'

'You ought to. Then you can live with us and have sex with her all the time. She'd like that.'

'Yes, I bet she would.'

'And you could have sex with me too. If I practise, I'll be able to get you in my cunt and arse before too long.'

'I don't think your mum would like that.'

'You have to satisfy her first, of course.'

'Yes ... easier said than done. She's insatiable, your mum, you know that?'

Pauline giggled. 'I did think she might be. Is that why you bought the dildo?'

'Oh, so you know about that too? Yes, I just can't keep up with her. She wants to be filled all the time. It was either that or get another guy to help us.'

'Really?'

'Joke.'

'But she'd like to have you and the dildo in at the same time?'

'She wants to. She said so.'

'Do it tonight. I want to see.'

'You're not watching anything, miss.'

'I am. You've got to let me. Otherwise I'll tell mum about us. Make sure the curtains are open and we have a good view.'

'You little slut.'

Pauline wriggled happily against him. 'Mmm, that's me. I want to see something really wild tonight - I'm counting on you. Anyway, doesn't it turn you on to know that you're being watched?'

'Hmm, maybe.'

'And that I'm wanking myself while I watch you?'

'Hey, what about Phil? What's he doing while all this is happening?'

'Oh, he's watching too.'

'So are you two ... no, surely not.'

'What?'

'You know - having sex together?'

Pauline gave what she hoped was a realistic shudder. 'Don't be gross. He's my brother.'

'Yes, of course he is.' But he didn't sound totally convinced.

She pulled herself stickily away from him.

'What time is it? We'd better clean up.'

They wiped themselves down with Jim's shirt and made themselves presentable.

'We'll have to pretend about the riding, won't we?' she said with a grin.

'Don't worry.'

'This was the last lesson, though. We'll have to find some other way of being together, won't we?'

'What do you mean?'

'Well, we're not going to stop at this, are we? There's lots more things I want to do. For instance, I want you to eat my cunt the way you do Mum's. So she cums again and again. We'll have to fit that in tomorrow somehow.'

'My god,' was all he said.

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'So this is the second load of spunk your tits have had today,' I said, playing with her puffy nipples.

'Mmm. I'm sorry about telling him about us watching, I couldn't help it. You know what I'm like when I'm almost cuming. I'm sure he won't tell mum, though.'

'Wonder if he'll stick to his side of the bargain.'

'I think so. He's a bit scared of me, I reckon. And I think secretly he likes the thought of being watched.'

She waggled her tits in my face. 'So, brother mine, you've got to help me.'

'How?'

'I need to stretch my arse - and my cunt. If I'm going to get him up me.' She grinned at me. 'I thought you might like to do the stretching.'

I cupped her wet puss with my hand. 'Just say the word.'

'God, I wish we could do it now. But it's too risky. Anyway, we need to get some condoms if you're going to fuck my cunt.'

I turned her round and hugged her from behind, in front of the mirror. I cupped her firm little tits and she smiled.

'Fuck my little sister, eh? Virgin sister, I should say. Sounds good to me.'

She twisted round and kissed me hotly. 'I'm all yours. Use me anyway you want.'

'Tonight. We'll get some condoms and I'll fuck you properly.'

She shivered in my arms. 'I know what mum means about needing to be full. Cunt and arse. God, if I'm like this now what will I be like at her age?'

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Pauline slipped on her dress and had a shower while I cleaned myself up in the bedroom. When I went into the kitchen mum was getting the dinner ready, clad only in a plastic apron which made her naked back and arse look even more obscenely naked. Jim wasn't around. I had a strong temptation to go up and press myself against her bare back, but restrained it.

She turned and looked at me, her eyes hooded and smoky with her recent orgasms.

'Hi, my darling,' she said huskily. 'You OK?'

'Mmm, want any help?'

She gave me a cheeky grin. 'You've helped me enough today already. But you can wash some salad if you like.'

I fetched the bag of produce from the table and carried it over to the sink. I extracted a large glossy cucumber and held it upright, remembering what I had done to her that afternoon. I felt her eyes on me and turned round. My mother looked at the phallic object and her tongue emerged to lick the corner of her mouth.

'Don't tempt me,' she said with a catch in her voice. 'We want to eat that.'

Just then Jim appeared and hugged her from behind. I had no doubt that his erection was parting her buttocks. She relaxed in his arms, her eyes closing with bliss.

'Need any help?'

'Uhuh, Phil's doing the necessary. It's nice to have two men looking after me.' Her words dripped with double meanings, which (I hoped) were lost on Jim.

He gave her arse a playful grope. 'OK, call me if you need me. I'll open a bottle of wine, eh?'

'Trying to loosen my inhibitions?' she chuckled.

'Could they be any looser?' he said as he went out the door.

My mum looked at me with the faintest of blushes on her cheeks. 'I guess he's right, heh?'

'I don't mind,' I said with a grin.

'What about Pauline? Has she said anything? I don't want to embarrass her, walking around naked all the time.'

'Pauline's cool,' I said, reluctant to have to lie about my sister. 

Any worries about her lack of inhibitions didn't stop mum sitting naked at the dinner table while we ate our pasta, bolognese, salad and garlic bread, washed down with red wine. I was getting used to seeing my mother's body on display, her big brown nipples permanently erect, her smooth shaven pussy proudly flaunting itself. My sister too seemed quite at ease with it - she had left her dress undone almost down to the waist so that her tits were visible from some angles. She had also cleverly angled herself so that Jim and I, but not mum, could see her naked crotch too. She was cock-teasing us both - but I knew that her virginity was promised to me. It made my erection even fiercer than ever.

Afterwards Jim and Pauline washed up - strangely enough (she told me later) neither of them tried anything untoward while they were alone in the kitchen. Mum and I sprawled in the lounge and finished off the wine.

'I think I'll have to become a naturist,' she said. 'It feels so nice to be naked. I can't bear the thought of putting clothes on, especially lots of warm layers like we have to do back home.'

'There's a nudist beach around the headland, isn't there?' I said. 'We could go there.' Secretly I wanted to find out what Jim would do - there was no way he could hide his enormous erection, and no way that it would subside while Mum (and Pauline) were around. I wasn't sure about my own.

'Maybe we should at that,' she grinned. 'I'll suggest it.'

The washers-up finished and joined us.

'I fancy a walk,' Pauline announced. 'Along the beach in the moonlight. Anyone coming?'

The adults wavered. I knew that mum wouldn't let Pauline go alone, so I said I'd go with her, just to the end of the beach, which was about two miles. The look of relief on their faces when they realised that they would be left alone to screw was laughable.

Pauline dragged on her sandals, showing everyone her tits in the process. 'Come on then.' She whispered something to Jim as she passed.

Out of sight of the villa, we put our arms around each other's waists and exchanged hot wet kisses.

'What did you say to him?'

'Not to start before we were back.'

'Fat chance. I bet he's already got his cock in her arse, over the coffee table.'

'Spect so. No matter. I ordered him to give us a good show tonight.'

'Ordered him?'

'He's still scared I'll let on to mum what we were doing in the car. He'll do whatever I want. Anyway, he likes being watched. He told me so.'

'Is that what you were talking about in the kitchen?'

'Mmm. We had a full and frank discussion. He said the idea of me watching made him even hornier than usual. His ultimate fantasy would be to have me in the room with them - watching or joining in.'

I gasped. 'Wow! So kinky. What did you say?'

'I'm not averse to the idea. A threesome. Maybe it'll happen one day.'

'What about a foursome?'

She squeezed my buttock, hard. 'The thought of watching you fucking mum gets my juice dripping, bro!'

'Maybe we can arrange it, sis.'

It was dark on the beach, away from the houses, with only the moonlight on the waves. I thought it would be so romantic to stroll here with a girlfriend, and then realised that I had a girlfriend, my sister, who loved me and whom I loved and with whom I had absolutely no secrets - and who would let me do absolutely anything with her. The very thought made my head spin.

'I ought to clean up some of that juice, sis, before it runs down your legs.'

She laughed and stopped. 'Lie down then.' I did so, on the cool sand, and nonchalantly she squatted over my head and lowered her naked crotch onto my face. She was right, her cunt was dripping with hot tasty juice. She ground her pussy gently against my mouth while I licked and tongued hungrily. In a short time she had climaxed, her cries drifting away over the sea.

She bent over and kissed me, tasting her own fluids on my lips.

'Come on. I didn't come out here just for a walk. There's a bar at the end which has a condom machine. But we might have to stop a few times on the way to do that again.'

We did stop, three more times, when the urge grew too strong, and each time she was wetter than the last. I could feel her juices cooling on my face in the breeze. On other occasions she would stop and free my aching cock and take it into her mouth and suck it lovingly, and with an effort of will I would gently push her away before I went past the point of no return. Between stops we walked along with our hands on each other's arses, fingers tickling each other's anuses.

'Did you tell Jim what to do tonight, then?'

'Not every detail. But I said that we wanted to see lots of cum, either in her face or dripping out of her holes. And that he had to use the dildo in her while he was fucking her - I mean, he had to fill both her holes at once. He seemed quite excited by that.'

'How would you like that?'

Her finger slid inside my anus. 'It's my ultimate fantasy. No, actually I can think of lots more ultimate fantasies. But it's a start, isn't it?'

On another occasion, as she raised herself heavy-limbed from my face, she asked me if I thought her pussy needed shaving again.

'Well, maybe there's a faint bit of stubble on your mound.'

'What about round my lips and round my arse?'

'I think I'll have to do a thorough examination for that.'

'I can't wait! Maybe I'll shave tomorrow. Or rather you can shave me - if you want.'

'Try and stop me.'

'Wonder how often Mum shaves? She always looks totally smooth. I bet her hair grows faster than mine.'

'She probably shaves every day, or gets Jim to do it.'

'You've sucked her puss - how smooth was she?'

'Like the inside of a 15-year-old virgin's cunt.'

Pauline giggled. 'And you should know!'

'Do you think she knows it was you that sucked her?'

'I wouldn't be surprised. I reckon she'd do it with anyone.'

'Which of us has the nicest pussy to suck?'

'I can't answer that, miss.'

She punched me playfully. 'What if we were both there with our legs spread and our cunts wide, begging you to tongue-fuck us? Which would you go for?'

I grinned. 'It's not likely to happen, is it?'

'Just imagine.'

'I'd have to alternate, giving strictly equal time to each.'

'Now suppose it was just little me begging you to tongue-fuck me.' She pulled on my arm. I got her message.

'I'd say, bend over, sis, and spread that arse.'

She giggled and did as I commanded. Her pale buttocks shone in the moonlight, her fingers pulling her arse and cunt open. I knelt behind her and buried my face into her juicy crotch, stabbing her anus and vagina with my tongue, licking her perineum, smearing her juices once again over my face. She squealed with delight as I tickled the inside of her rectum. A couple of minutes friction on her clit and she had come again. My sister was becoming very orgasmic.

As we neared the bar as the far end of the beach, she observed, 'I've come nine times today. Once in bed, once on the beach, three times with Jim and four times just now. How many more will it be?'

I hugged her, loving her warm slim wiry body. 'As many as you like.'

'Wonder how many times mum's come today. More than that, I expect. How many times did she come with you?'

'Oh god, I lost count. They just seemed to run into each other.'

'Multiple orgasms. Wonder if I can do that. Tell you what, after you've fucked me however many times you want to tonight, you've got to tie me to the bed and eat my cunt until I get multiple orgasms. Even when I tell you to stop.'

'Really?'

'Yeah. I get sensitive and ticklish after I've come, as you might have noticed. But if I can just get past that barrier, who knows what might happen?'

We reached the bar. Pauline buttoned up her dress and told me to go and buy some condoms. 'Better get lots. Do they sell them in threes in Spain like they do back home?'

I snuck in, feeling guilty, but no-one took any notice. In the toilets, I fed my euros into the machine and chose three packets of ordinary ones (they did come in threes) and a packet of what I thought must be ribbed. Pauline may as well get the full works. Outside again, I showed her my purchases.

'Twelve? That'll only last us a couple of days. Could be an expensive hobby, this.'

'You'll have to go on the pill then.'

'Maybe I will when we get home. It's either that or giving up sex.'

'You could just stick to taking it up your arse.'

'You'd like that.'

'No, I want your cunt as well. I want to see which is tighter.'

She hugged me. 'Oh brother, if you're as horny as I am it's a wonder you haven't come in your pants.'

'I'm saving myself. Unless you want to fuck here and now.'

She looked around. 'I'm very tempted. But I always promised myself that I'd give away my virginity in a big soft bed with spotlights and mirrors so I can watch.'

'We can arrange that when we get back. You better not make too much noise though.'

'They won't hear, they'll be too busy fucking. Anyway, who cares?'

We walked on in companionable but horny silence. After a while she pulled me to her. 'Lick me off again, will you? I'm desperate.'

Afterwards she squatted over my chest. 'I've been thinking. You'll probably come pretty quick once you get my cunt around your cock, won't you?'

I nodded. 'Like a flash.'

'So we better take the urgency off now, then you'll be able to last longer inside me. I want to be thoroughly fucked.'

'That makes sense, sis.'

Immediately, there and then on the sand, she turned round and took my cock in her mouth, her splayed and freshly climaxed cunt hovering over my face. I was so pent-up that, as she predicted, I couldn't hold out for long. Her tight lips and swirling tongue sucked the sperm from me in great draining explosions.

She knelt by my side, tucked my cock back in and grinned with her mouth closed.

'Didn't spill a drop.' She said thickly, then tipped her head back and opened her mouth and gargled with my spunk. She swallowed loudly.

'Now you'll last. And you won't burst the condom when you come.'

'I think there's plenty of room in them. We did how to put them on in sex ed lessons.'

'Yeah, we did too. On a carrot! God, that was a laugh.'

Fondling each other all the while, we neared the villa.

‘Wonder what they’ll be doing? Any bets?’ I said.

‘Hmm, I told him to fill both her holes. I hope he’s kept his word, otherwise I’ll have to think of a punishment.’

‘Bet you he’s got his cock in her arse.’

‘And the dildo in her cunt? OK, five euros says it’s the other way around.’ We laughed.

‘Hope they’ve left the fucking curtains open,’ Pauline observed sourly.

They had, and we snuck up to the yellow light spilling out into the night. Both of us drew in our breath at the sight which greeted us, and it was some time before my sister could speak.

‘I owe you five,’ she whispered, clutching my hand and trembling.

Our mother was kneeling on the bed, her cheek pressed into the pillow, her thighs splayed. Jim crouched above her, his massive cock half-buried in her arse. The pale cylinder of the dildo was likewise half-buried in her puss, and her fist gripped it tightly. Jim moved slowly in and out of her, while she pumped the dildo in time with him. I couldn’t believe how she could accept such a huge pair of objects into her body.

Pauline moaned quietly at my side. ‘Oh my god … oh shitting hell. That is too much. Oh fuck I’m creaming down my leg.’

We were unable to tear our gaze away as the adults increased their strokes, Jim’s cock and the dildo sliding massively in and out of mum’s holes. I could hear her gasps of pleasure and his groans as her anus gripped his cock tight. Suddenly she increased the speed of her strokes and the glistening dildo pistoned in and out of her like a steam train. With an agonised cry she climaxed, Jim steadying himself with his hands on her waist. I wondered how many times already she had come with both her holes stretched wide like that.

Jim withdrew his long cock, shiny with lubrication. Mum’s anus gaped darkly and Pauline’s fingernails dug into my palm. He glanced over at the window, obviously wondering whether we were watching, but I was pretty sure that he couldn’t see anything. He helped Mum to lie on her side, then lay down behind her and eased his cock back into her arsehole. As far as I could see it went in easily enough. Then with a muscular heave he rolled onto his back, taking her with him, so that she was lying on her back on top of him. Her thighs flopped open so that we could see his cock buried almost up to the balls in her arse, and the dildo sticking out of her cunt. He reached down and gripped the end of the dildo and began to pump it slowly in her.

Pauline was almost fainting with excitement. I could feel her body shaking next to me. She turned to me and her breath was hot in my ear.

‘Fuck me!’ she whispered with an edge to her voice. ‘Now, fuck me hard!’ 

To hear my own sister, whom I had lately fallen in love with, say such words was the only thing that could get me away from the tableau in the bedroom. My cock nearly burst. I dragged her into our room and tore off her dress, buttons flying everywhere, then flung a handful of condoms on the bed before shucking off my shorts. Our fingers were trembling as we both tried to be the first to open a packet. Pauline was crying with frustration but managed to roll one down over my rock-hard cock.

She flung herself backwards on the bed and spread her legs as wide as she could. She had not been lying: the insides of her slim thighs were shining with wetness. Her naked pussy was pink and swollen, the inner lips wrinkled and protruding. She held them apart with her fingertips and craned her head forward.

‘Put it in me!’ she husked urgently. ‘Hurry! I want to be fucked!’

I crouched between her legs and bent my stiff cock down until its rubber-clad tip was between her lips. I wanted to ram into her, to thrust as deep as I could, but I knew that it would hurt her, so I controlled myself. I could feel the heat of her young pussy on my cockhead. I held her thighs and pushed gently, feeling her labia part and curl around my glans. Pauline was moaning with bliss as she watched me entering her.

I encountered resistance as my cock reached the ring of muscle inside her pussy. ‘Fuck me, oh fuck me!’ my sister gasped, and I pushed harder, opening her up until my cockhead was gripped by her young muscles. It was as tight as her arse and I almost came – in fact if she had not sucked me off earlier I would have erupted there and then. ‘Yes! Yes!’ she whispered. ‘You’re stretching me …’

I continued to slide slowly inwards, relishing the hot tightness, and expecting any moment to encounter her hymen. But there didn’t seem to be any barrier, and with a shock I realised that I was in my sister up to the hilt. Her labia were crushed against my hair and our pubic bones ground together. She was making a mewling sound.

‘Does it hurt?’ I managed to say.

She shook her head. ‘No … oh god I feel so full! Your cock … it’s right in me! Tell me what it feels like.’

‘It’s delicious,’ I whispered. ‘You’re so tight … like a glove. All the way in. And so hot.’

‘Kiss me,’ she said, and I bent forward to touch her soft swollen mouth.

‘Now fuck me hard.’

‘I’ll come,’ I said.

‘So will I.’

I gripped her waist and began to pump in and out of her, slowly and gently at first, working up to a good rhythm, my pubic bone thumping against her clitoris. The walls of her cunt rasped along my iron-hard shaft. I saw her little tits bouncing. Pauline gave vent to her passion, moaning and crying and gasping. Through my ecstasy I wondered if the adults next door could hear us.

She reached a peak and I felt her cunt contract around me rhythmically as she climaxed, her head flopping from side to side. The sight tipped me over the edge and I erupted great gouts of sperm into the condom, my own spasms timed with hers.

It all went quiet – there was no noise from next door either. I lay down on her and we cuddled affectionately, my cock still held firmly in her still trembling cunt. We kissed lovingly.

‘Thanks, bro,’ she whispered. ‘That was a lovely first fuck. How was it for you?’ She giggled.

‘It was magic,’ I said. ‘You’re a good shag – for a sister. Did it hurt at all?’

‘Not a bit.’

‘I didn’t feel any hymen …’ I said, tentatively.

‘Did you think you weren’t my first? I was pretty sure I hadn’t got one. Couldn’t feel anything with my fingers. Must be all that horse-riding.’

I could feel myself slowly slipping out of her. ‘I’d better get this thing off. Don’t want to leak.’ I rolled off her and she watched with interest as I unrolled the rubber and pulled it off. The teat seemed very full.

‘Wish we didn’t have to use them. I want to feel your spunk spurting inside me. And then feel it running out of my cunt! Walk around with your jism running down my legs!’

‘You think mum does that?’

‘I haven’t seen it – and I have been looking. She must clean up. Probably doesn’t want to shock us kiddies.’

‘Could you see OK?’ I asked, kissing her nose. The thought of my sister walking around with my spunk running out of her made my cock swell, somewhat to my surprise.

‘Sort of. But once you got going I just wanted to lie back and enjoy it. Next time we’ll do it in front of the mirror, eh?’

‘When’s next time?’

She giggled and grasped my cock. ‘Soon.’

We heard noises from the adult’s room, quiet moans and groans.

‘Think they’ve started again?’

‘Let’s go and see! Get us worked up for our next fuck!’

Naked, we crept out onto the veranda and pressed our faces against the window. The bedside light was still on and sure enough, Jim and our mother were at it again, this time in a 69. Jim was lying with his head nearest to us and mum knelt above him, her head working up and down over his cock. His face was buried in her crotch, his tongue obviously deep inside her. His hands played with her buttocks and teased her dark puckered anus. Soon he had slipped a couple of fingers inside her and was feeling around on the bed for the dildo.

‘God, he’s going to stick it in her arse!’ Pauline whispered.

Without removing his face from her cunt, Jim managed to lubricate her anus and the dildo and then pushed its massive head against mum’s rear entrance. She seemed to open up very easily and the pale knarled cylinder slid inside. I heard Pauline whimper as her mum’s tightly stretched sphincter accepted the huge object. Soon it was almost all in – nearly a foot of it – and Jim grasped the end and began to work it firmly in and out of her.

I felt my sister’s hot hand on my cock, now already hard. She gripped my shaft and made it swell even more. I reached round behind her, pushed my thumb into her slippery cunt to lubricate it and then slid it into her hot anus. She moaned in my ear.

‘Want to fuck again?’ I asked.

‘Yes – no – I don’t know. I want to fuck but I want to watch too!’

Mum was now taking almost the entire length of the dildo into her arse on each stroke. Jim was working away at her cunt with his tongue, and she had stopped fellating him, just resting her mouth against the base of his erection while she gasped in ecstasy. Soon we heard the loud cries that heralded another of her shuddering orgasms.

When her spasms had died down and she was rested, she got off him and turned around, the dildo still buried deep in her arse. He held his cock upright and she squatted over it, her tits bouncing, and fed it into her cunt, sinking down to take his entire length in her in one stroke. She leaned forward – we could see the end of the dildo pointing up into the air - and began to rise and fall on his shaft, milking him remorselessly. With her arse filled, she rammed her cunt hard down onto his massive cock – God knows what it must have felt like.

Their pace increased until I was amazed at their energy, and at the noise they were making, enough to carry to the next villa, and certainly enough to wake the kiddies in the next bedroom. With twin shouts they climaxed simultaneously – I imagined Jim’s cock exploding deep in her cunt with a great gout of spunk.

As mum collapsed on top of him, Pauline tugged at me.

‘I can’t wait! Fuck me again!’

We hurried back to our room and fitted another condom over my aching cock. Her voice hoarse with excitement, my sister told me to sit on the edge of the bed facing the mirror. She squatted over me, also facing it, and fed the tip of my cock between her gaping labia. By tilting to one side I could watch the process in the mirror also. Breathing fast, she sank down on me, once again enveloping my cock in her hot tightness. It was incredibly erotic to watch my rubber-clad shaft slowly disappearing into her shaven body. I held her waist as she began to bounce gently up and down, rasping her cunt muscles along my column. Her clit stuck out obscenely, exposed by the stretched lips on either side. I reached round and started to rub it gently and she gave vent to her feelings with loud moans. Her cunt quivered around my cock.

Pauline sank down until her buttocks were resting on my hips. I could see that I was buried all the way in her – my balls, tight and crinkly, were resting against her labia. I began to thrust my hips gently, all the time stroking her rubbery little clit. I looked at her face in the  mirror – she was fighting to keep her eyes open, to watch our fucking. Her mouth was slack, her lips swollen, her eyes hooded and smoky with lust.

My cock was reaching a painful peak of hardness, as her girlish muscles squeezed its base constantly. I rubbed her clit faster, and she squealed like an animal and trembled as her orgasm rushed through her. Her cunt spasmed around me and I couldn’t hold on. Another red-hot eruption of sperm filled the condom. We collapsed backwards on the bed, my cock still buried deep in her contracting cunt. I remembered what she had said earlier and pinned her to me with one arm while continuing to frig her with the other hand. 

Pauline writhed and mewled but my erection had her impaled. She climaxed continuously for several minutes until I relented and took my fingers away. Even then her throbs carried on, quivering around my softening cock, dying away little by little while she trembled and shook on top of me.

Eventually I flopped out of her. Tiredly she twisted round and lay on her front.

‘Bastard!’ she whispered. We kissed, open-mouthed, loose-lipped, and she dribbled a mouthful of saliva into me. I wet my finger and slid it into her anus, stirring it around so that she giggled.

‘That was great, wasn’t it,’ she murmured. ‘I loved watching your cock go in me.’

‘Just like a porn video,’ I said. She didn’t reply and I realised that my sister had gone to sleep, my finger still in her arse.

Sometime in the night she woke me by licking my lips. The bedside light was still on. Almost before I was fully awake I felt my cock start to swell again. Pauline’s breath was hot against my face.

‘Mum’s just been shagged again, I heard it. I thought about watching but I couldn’t be bothered to get up. Are you ready to fuck me again?’

Amazingly, I was. She helped me put a new condom on, then knelt on the bed, holding on to the bedhead, her knees planted wide.

‘Doggy style,’ she said. ‘I want it deep and hard.’

By looking sideways we could watch ourselves in the mirror again. I knelt behind her, looking at her swollen pink labia. They looked a bit sore, but she hadn’t said anything. My cock slid easily in and I gripped her bony hips and thrust deeply and regularly. After more orgasms than I had counted I knew my cock would stay hard without coming for ages. Pauline hung her head, gripped the bedhead and thrust back at me. Her cunt made wet sucking noises as I plumbed in and out of it. I could see the thin lip of skin at the back of her entrance  flipping back and forth along my shaft. In the mirror I could see our two bodies joined, working steadily back and forth, Pauline’s conical tits hanging down, her nipples pointing at the bed.

I reached around her waist and found her clit again, as pert and rubbery as ever. A few strokes and she had climaxed fiercely, without breaking the rhythm of our thrusting ….

Leaving my sister spread-eagled on my bed, I went to relieve my bursting bladder. Re-entering the bedroom the smell of sex hit me in the face. I hoped that it would clear before a wandering adult came in, if they did.

 Day 8

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We both slept late, but I woke first. Pauline was still deeply asleep – not surprising after the number of draining climaxes she had enjoyed. I went and showered luxuriously, then pulled on a pair of shorts and went in search of breakfast – I was ravenous.

Jim was in the kitchen, reading a book. He looked fit and pleased with himself – as well he might, having had extreme sex all evening and night. We greeted each other guardedly – I knew he knew that I had probably watched him with my mum last night, but did he know that I knew? We made small-talk while I ate, then he said he was going for a run.

I looked in on Pauline but she was still dead to the world, so I settled down with my Playstation. After half-an-hour I heard Mum’s bedroom door open and she appeared. She had obviously not thought about whether there was anyone around, for she was naked (not unusual) and also still bore the signs of recent sex. Her hair was tousled, her nipples solidly erect, her face sleepy and misty-eyed. But I couldn’t help staring at her naked pussy – her labia, normally fairly prominent, were huge and swollen and angry pink. She walked unsteadily, her legs apart, obviously very tender. And was that splashes of dried spunk between her breasts?

She saw me looking and bit her lip in embarrassment. ‘Sorry … bit sore today. We … er … overdid it a bit last night.’

I smiled at her honesty. ‘As long as you enjoyed it.’

She grinned. ‘Oh yes … I better have a shower. Put some Savlon on.’

She walked gingerly to the bathroom. I realised that I was sweating.

I made her some coffee and toast while she showered. I imagined her smoothing the antiseptic into her inflamed membranes. Would she be tempted to masturbate, in spite of the soreness? Was she expecting me to come in and help her?

But no, she emerged with a white towel around her head but no other clothing. Her pussy was still red and swollen and there was a sheen of cream over it too. I wondered if her anus was likewise anointed. She sat down very gingerly on the edge of the chair.

‘Haven’t felt like this for … well, ages. Can’t remember the last time.’ She smiled to herself, obviously remembering some of the highlights of the night.

‘Is Pauly still asleep? Do you think I should take her some coffee?’

‘No!’ I said hurriedly. ‘I mean, she’s fast asleep. Better leave her.’

At that moment the bedroom door opened and my sister wandered in, yawning ferociously, still half asleep. She was totally naked and unconcerned. I saw with horror that, like mum, her bare pussy was swollen and red, and she walked bow-legged. She noticed us and stopped mid-yawn.

‘Oh. Hi. Thought everyone was out.’

I could see my mother was lost for words. She could hardly comment on Pauline’s nakedness when she’d been wandering around bare-assed for days. But the fact that her daughter was shaven, and that her pussy showed unmistakeable signs of over-use … With an effort she controlled herself, obviously deciding to Have A Word later.

‘Sleep well?’ I asked, with an attempt at casualness. 

‘Mmm, like a log.’ She grinned at me through half-closed eyes. ‘Any coffee going?’ She sat down on the edge of a chair, wincing blatantly. Mum got up to pour her a mug and I could see my sister’s eyes fixed on her puss.

I was trembling. Pauline had obviously decided that she wanted to Come Out about her sexual activity. I only hoped that she wouldn’t say anything that implicated me in it, and that Mum would think she’d got laid by someone she’d met on the beach.

‘Looks like you enjoyed yourself last night,’ Pauline observed to her mother.

‘I could say the same about you, young lady.’

This interesting conversation was interrupted by the return of Jim, dripping with sweat from his run. He stopped dead when he saw two naked women sitting at the kitchen table. He was used to seeing my mother nude, but he had only seen Pauline’s body under circumstances that he couldn’t reveal. I could see him trying not to look at her. I could also see his erection growing in his running shorts. His mouth opened and closed silently.

‘Hi,’ Pauline said easily. ‘Had a good run?’

‘Yeah. Um … I’ll go and shower.’ He made a quick exit.

‘Pauline …’ my mum said uncertainly. ‘I don’t know whether it’s a good idea for you to wander around naked when Jim – and Phil – are around.’

‘Why not? You do.’

My mother wiped a hand over her face. ‘Yes, I know. And maybe I shouldn’t. But it’s different  - you’re young …’ She could see that she was on very dodgy ground.

‘It’s cool. They don’t mind. Do you?’ she turned to me, grinning.

‘It’s OK with me,’ I said weakly.

‘Hey, maybe we should go down to that nudist beach,’ my sister said brightly. ‘Then we’d all be the same.’ I could tell that her devious mind was wanting Jim and I to sport uncontrollable erections in public. 

‘I don’t know …’ Mum said, obviously wondering how she was going to handle all this.

‘I need a shower anyway,’ my sister said, and got up.

‘Jim’s in there – you’ll have to wait.’

‘Oh, he won’t mind,’ she said, making a face at me.

‘No but I will.’ Mum was suddenly stern. 

Pauline yawned and stretched, the tips of her breasts lifting excitingly. I found myself wanting her badly again. ‘Just teasing.’

The subject – of my sister’s sexual awakening, and other matters – was shelved while we discussed what to do that day. It was close to lunchtime anyway by now, and we decided to hang about on the beach for a while. Jim emerged and Pauline took his place, and conversation was stilted. We got our beach things together and there was much subtle jockeying to ensure that we all went together. Pauline and I were determined not to let Mum and Jim have time alone together; Pauline did not want to be alone with her mother for fear of a heart-to-heart talk, but did want to be alone with Jim in order to tease him mercilessly. I was desperate to fuck Pauline again but did not want to be with Jim; I was undecided about my mother. The dynamics were fascinating, if a little stressful.

Pauline pulled on some loose shorts and a T shirt and we wandered down to the beach together, followed by the adults. My sister was walking slowly and gingerly.

‘You look really sore,’ I whispered.

‘Yeah – can’t bear any knicks or anything. My pussy’s on fire. It was good though, wasn’t it?’

‘I’m dying to fuck you again.’

‘Me too, but not today. You’ll just have to fuck my arse instead.’

‘What a choice!’

‘Mum’s pretty sore too. Don’t know how she can bear that tight little thong. Wonder if she’ll keep him off her today?’

‘No way! She wants it too bad for that. Bet you.’

‘Hmm, you’re probably right,’ she said.

‘Mum’s going to lay into you sooner or later,’ I said. ‘She can tell you got fucked last night.’

‘I know. Who cares? Might as well be open about it.’

‘What about me? I mean, what if she thinks it was me?’

‘She won’t. I’ll tell her it was a friend I met. Don’t worry, I’m a good liar.’

‘When can we do it again?’

‘God, soon I hope. I really want you in me again. I feel empty!’

We found a nice spot and spread our things out. 

‘I thought we were going to the nudist bit today?’ Pauline said with a grin, but the adults didn’t answer her.

‘I’m keen,’ I said, wanting to stir things up. ‘What about you Jim?’

Jim was carrying his usual enormous erection in his shorts. ‘Uh-uh,’ he said. ‘Not for me.’

‘Later maybe,’ mum said, smoothing suntan cream over her breasts with a sensuous motion. I could see that the idea had some appeal for her.

‘Bet you 5 euros they go back to shag before lunch,’ Pauline whispered to me. 

‘No bet,’ I said. ‘Look, she’s practically masturbating for him.’

My mother was massaging the cream all over her body, her eyes closed in bliss. Her hand dipped inside her tiny thong, her fingers gently oiling her swollen pussy lips. I saw Jim watching, his mouth almost drooling.

‘She’s a whore,’ my sister mouthed with a grin.

‘Just like you,’ I grinned back. ‘Want me to rub some cream inside your arsehole?’

‘God yes! Three fingers at least. Jesus I’m gagging for it.’

Jim and I played beach tennis while Mum watched and Pauline pretended to doze. Later Jim wandered off, saying he was going for an English newspaper. Mum rummaged in the coolbox. 

‘Oh damn, I’ve forgotten the fruit juice and water. I’ll just pop back and get them.’

‘It’s OK, mum, I’ll go,’ I said, winking at Pauline, who scowled at me.

‘No, you stay. My leg’s gone to sleep, I need a walk.’ She hurried off.

Pauline snorted. ‘Trying to leave me with her so she can have a chat about sex, eh?’

That hadn’t occurred to me. ‘No, just trying to spoil their little tryst.’

‘You think? Better go and follow her then, voyeur.’

I grinned, got up and strolled towards the villa. I looked in the bedroom window but there was no-one on the big rumpled bed. But the kitchen door was open, and I could hear rhythmic moaning noises coming from inside. I peeped in. My mother, naked, stood supporting herself against the worktop, thrusting her arse backwards, her feet planted wide. Jim, also naked, gripped her hips and pumped his huge cock between her buttocks. I could see its glistening length sliding deep into her anus. The muscles in his legs and buttocks were taut and sculpted; sweat shone on his back. He thrust relentlessly, his movement increasing until she was taking his entire length on every stroke. She mewled with ecstasy, her breasts bouncing.

I must have made some noise, for she turned her head and gave a gasp as she saw me looking at them.

‘Jim! Jim!’ she husked, ‘he’s seen us. Phil’s here!’

Jim was approaching his climax and would not be put off. He pounded harder into her, every vein standing out in his straining body. With a massive heave and shout he buried his cock to the hilt in her arse and his body convulsed as he came explosively. He stayed, holding her hips against him, while his muscles spasmed again and again, his buttocks hollowing with the effort.

Then he pulled out of her roughly, his still hard cock red and shining, and stormed off into the lounge, shouting ‘Didn’t you know? He likes to watch!’

I was rooted to the spot. My mum stayed where she was, half bent over the worktop, her back rising and falling with great shuddering breaths. I thought she was sobbing. I went over to her and we hugged tightly. I was conscious of her hard nipples pressing into my chest and my erection pressing into her stomach. She rested her head against my shoulder as her trembling died away. 

Suddenly she let out a long wet bubbly fart. We both giggled involuntarily.

‘I guess I’ve got no secrets from you any more, have I?’ she said with a chuckle in her voice. I hugged her tighter.

‘He just likes to keep me full up,’ she observed to herself.

I realised that she was deliberately pressing her stomach against my cock, grinding her hips minutely to excite me. It shocked me slightly and aroused me more. Slowly she squatted down, rubbing her breasts down my chest, sliding her hands down my sides, taking the waist band of my shorts with them. My cock sprang free and her head was there level with it. Now my mother was kneeling before me and took the tip of my cock in her hot mouth. Her full lips closed around my glans and I almost came with the pure bliss of it. She gripped me just below my cockhead and swirled her hot muscular tongue over my plum. I heard her give another wet fart and there was a splatting sound as the spunk from her arse fell onto the tiles.

Slowly I felt her lips slide down my cock until they were against my pubic hair. The end of my cock seemed to be held in a firm grip. I looked down at the top of her head, and realised that my cock must be down her throat. God, my own mother was deep-throating me!

Her hand roamed over my hips and buttocks as she massaged my cockhead with her throat muscles. A hand slipped between my legs and caressed my tight balls and anus. I felt the first beginnings of orgasm and she must have done too, for she pressed a finger hard against the base of my cock and the sensation receded. I was in the hands of an expert! 

Her head began to bob up and down, her full wet lips sliding along my rigid shaft, her cheeks hollowing with suction. At the same time she pressed a finger against my anus and to my amazement it slid it easily – she must have lubricated it with something – probably her own pussy juices. I felt it go deep inside me, then she started to massage the base of my cock from the inside! I almost came again but she stopped it with her previous trick.

I was now in seventh heaven. Pauline’s virginal oral attempts were nothing compared with my mother’s experienced technique. She played on my cock like a musical instrument, drawing me up to heights of ecstasy I did not believe possible, taking me to very brink of climax until I knew I would have to erupt, and then cutting me off just in time. Her finger plunged in and out of my arsehole, rubbing hard against something deep at the base of my cock. I could feel hot precum seeping out of my shaft in a constant stream.

I have no idea how long the heavenly session lasted – I could not think about anything except the sensations that were produced in my cock and flowing to every part of my body. But all good things have to end, and finally she began to fuck her mouth with my cock fast and furious, adding another finger to my arse until the stretching sensation was just below the point of pain. She fucked my arsehole vigorously with her fingers, rubbing them against a solid lump that seemed to be deep inside me. The orgasm built until my need to come was far stronger than I had ever known it. I couldn’t stifle a great shout as the first gout of superheated cum rushed up my shaft and exploded in her mouth. Another and another followed it as my legs buckled and only her fingers in my arse held me upright.

But it didn’t start to die away – I just kept coming at the same intensity, fiery gush after gush, until my balls ached and my cock was hurting. Dimly I was aware of my mother’s throat contracting around my cockhead, keeping my spasms going, swallowing down everything I could produce. It felt like pints of hot liquid were being spurted down her gullet.

My head began to swim and eventually her fingers stopped massaging me internally and my convulsive squirts ebbed. My cock felt tender and used. My mother withdrew her mouth slowly, her lips sliding along my still quivering flesh, until my softening cock popped out. She smiled up at me and gave a deep thick burp of contentment. I was too shocked to speak, or even think.

‘That was a good one,’ she whispered tenderly. ‘I’m full both ends now.’

I leaned back against the counter while she stood up, rubbed her hands sensuously over her breasts, and walked with a roll of her hips over to the fridge.

‘Better get the drinks,’ she said with a chuckle in her voice. ‘That was what we came for, after all.’

She put some stuff into a cool box and  looked over her shoulder at me with a grin.

‘Coming? Or do you want more of me?’

When I didn’t respond, she shrugged and went out. I stood there looking down at my cock, reliving my recent experience. It had been the longest and most intense orgasm of my life, and I had ejaculated down my own mother’s throat while her fingers fucked my arsehole. I didn’t know how to cope with it. Suddenly I imagined Jim’s much larger organ sliding deep into her throat while she massaged him likewise, pumping his massive volumes of sperm into her stomach, and my cock twitched and began to swell again. It was still wet with my mother’s saliva.

I must have stayed there erect and throbbing, not touching my cock, for fifteen minutes or so. There was a noise and Pauline entered.

‘I’ve been sent to find you,’ she said, and then stopped as she saw me naked and hard.

‘Hey, ready for me already? Well, I am if you are!’ She shucked off her T shirt and shorts, revealing her slim body to me easily. I grabbed her and held her to me, hard. She could feel that I was trembling.

‘Pauline … it’s mum.’ My throat was dry.

‘What about her?’

‘I … she just sucked me off … sucked my cock … all the way, deep-throated me. I had the most incredible orgasm I’ve ever had.’

I’ll say this for my sister, not much shocks her. She barely paused.

‘Hey, good for you! I bet she’s been wanting to do that for ages. And you’ve been wanting it too, haven’t you?’ I nodded, loving her anew for divining and accepting my deepest fantasies.

My sister slipped a hand between our naked bodies and gripped my cock.

‘But you want to fuck my arse now, don’t you? Now’s our chance.’

The squeeze of her hot little hand was too much. I thought of the intense tightness of her juvenile arsehole. ‘Yeah, I do!’

Pauline reached for a bottle of olive oil and smeared it liberally over my erection, then bent forward, supporting herself on the counter, and rubbed more oil between her buttocks. I moved round to stand behind her, looking at her taut arse, spread for my entry. I placed my slippery cockhead against her anus and gripped her bony hips.

‘Oh yes,’ she breathed, ‘Put it in me now!’

With a lunge of my hips and a similar backwards thrust of hers, I slid in without using much force. Her sphincter gripped me with that familiar tightness. I looked at her hollowed back, shoulder blades prominent as she took her weight on her arms, legs splayed, her taut rim hugely dilated around my shaft, and felt another wave of love for her.

‘All the way in,’ she whispered, and I obliged.

We arse-shagged vigorously without a care for how rough we were or how much noise we made. Pauline supported herself on one hand and masturbated herself with the other while I just held her hips and rammed into her. She climaxed quickly, I took much longer, and she had come again, her sphincter clenching my cock painfully, before I reached my peak and emptied my newly-filled balls deep in her bowels.

I withdrew and inspected my sister’s pink and swollen anus. She farted wetly and giggled.

‘Clean me up, you fucker.’

I cleaned us both with some kitchen towel while she held her buttocks wide apart for me. 

‘Bet you’d like to see if Mum’s arse is as tight as mine, wouldn’t you?’

‘She must be a lot bigger than you.’

‘But you want to check, don’t you?’

I hugged her from behind, my hands cupping her little breasts.

‘Of course I do. And you’d like to watch, wouldn’t you?’

She twisted round and gave me a very wet kiss.

‘I’d like to do everything,’ she murmured. We held each other, trembling at the thought of our desires.

‘Hey, we’d better get back to the folks,’ she said. ‘They’ll be wondering what we’re doing.’

On the way back down the beach, Pauline was in reflective mood. ‘I like anal sex,’ she mused. ‘It’s so … dirty, and yet so easy. At least, it is now I’ve got used to it. It was a bit of a stretch at first, but now I’m practised, you just slide right in. Feels like you’re right up in my stomach! Wonder if people can tell?’

‘Tell what?’

‘Well, like now, can people tell that I’ve just been buggered? Do I walk different?’

‘I haven’t noticed.’

‘Not looking at other girls, eh?’

We reached the adults – Mum gave me a quizzical look. We tucked into lunch and afterwards Jim and Pauline dozed on the sand and Mum (resplendent in thong and nothing else) asked me to walk along the beach with her. I sensed a Talk in the offing.

She took a deep breath. ‘Are you and Pauline having sex?’

I didn’t see any point in lying – after all it was pretty obvious.

‘Yes.’

She was silent for a while.

‘Does she enjoy it?’

‘Yes. Of course. We wouldn’t do it otherwise.’

‘Good. I mean – it’s not something I ought to encourage, but – if it gives you both pleasure …’

‘It’s great,’ I said. ‘It’s the best thing that’s ever happened …’ I realised I was gushing.

‘Are you being careful? I mean, contraception.’

‘Yes, of course.’

‘She ought to go on the pill … When we get home, I’ll see to it.’

We walked on. ‘You’re not angry?’

‘I’m not a very good parent, am I? I ought to be furious. But … well, I know exactly how it feels. You’re both ready. Been ready for a while now. It was inevitable really. And I’m not a very good role model, am I?’ She squeezed my waist.

I felt my erection throb at the feel of her hot skin. ‘You’re OK, mum.’

‘When did you start?’

‘Well, the first night we arrived, really. It just happened.’

‘And you were both virgins?’

‘Mmm. Mum … could you tell?’

She chuckled. ‘I think so. Especially with Pauline.’

‘How?’

‘Hey, I’m a woman too, you know! I can just tell. And really, I’m glad it’s you, and not some bloke who picked her up on the beach.’

‘You are?’

‘Mmm. Just one warning, though – you’ll never let go of each other. Believe me. You’ll both have other partners, maybe get married, anything, but you’ll always keep coming back to each other. It’s a dangerous thing.’

I wanted to ask her how she could be so certain, but I dare not. I wondered what dark secrets she held.

We arrived back at the others. Mum winked at me and lay down next to Jim, I lay by my sister a couple of yards away. She stirred.

‘Pauline,’ I whispered.

‘My arse is leaking,’ she said sleepily.

‘Mum knows. About us.’

‘Really? How?’

‘She asked me. And I told her.’

‘Fucking Jesus.’

‘She’s OK about it. In fact I think she quite likes the idea.’

‘She’s a nympho,’ my sister observed. ‘Hey, that means we don’t have to hide it any more.’

‘Jim doesn’t know.’

‘I can handle him,’ she said smugly.

‘Is your cunt still sore?’ I asked.

‘A bit. But it’ll be ready for at least one fuck by tonight. And you have to tie me to the bed and suck me off, remember?’

‘How could I forget?’

‘Do we want to watch them tonight? Shall I get Jim to do something special?’

‘Don’t mind. I’m horny enough without the sex show.’

‘Mmm, me too. Let’s tell them we’re going back to fuck now.’

‘You tell them.’

But she didn’t. Even my sister had some inhibitions, it seemed. The afternoon wore on and eventually we tired of lying in the sun. We strolled back to the villa, burdened with towels and bags. Back in the lounge, mum stripped off her thong in one swift movement and grabbed Jim by the arm. She dragged him towards the bedroom, flashing a grin at us.

‘Come on, lover!’

Pauline and I looked at each other. It had been so quick, we were stunned. Then my sister came to her senses and shucked out of her shorts and T shirt. She posed naked for me, pointing imperiously.

‘You. Tongue. Inside me. Now.’

We hurried to our bedroom and she lay on the bed with her legs wide. I buried my face between them and tasted the hot slippery fluids that had welled out of her cunt during the afternoon, mixed with a hint of seawater. My tongue entered her hot tunnel and then probed her tight little arsehole, and she mewled with delight. I licked her fast and furious, sensing that she needed to come quickly the first time. She responded, clamping her thighs around my head and twisting her fingers in my hair. I could hardy breath as she ground her crotch against my face.

When she had spent, she released me and I rested my wet face on her thigh.

‘They’re going at it,’ she sighed, and I became aware of the violent groans, thumps and squeals from next door. ‘He’s giving her a right seeing-to.’

I dabbled my fingers in her sopping wet slit.

‘Do I need to shave yet?’ Pauline asked. 

‘I’ll do the tongue test,’ I said, diving back between her legs and licking carefully all over her slippery skin. ‘Hmm, there’s a bit of stubble on your mound, and a tiny bit around your arsehole. Want me to shave you?’

‘Please. But suck me off again first. I’m still desperate.’

How could I refuse my sister’s wish? This time I took it slower and managed to insinuate my finger into her arse while I probed her hot innards with my tongue. Her clit was a solid button of flesh that begged to be sucked and nibbled. She went over the top in a long slow spasm of ecstasy.

Later, ignoring the demands of my rock-hard cock, I fetched shaving foam and her razor and a towel and applied myself to her intimate regions. I loved the way she pulled her legs as far apart as she could, and then held her pink labia out of the way, so I could reach into every crevice.

Pauline was in a most inelegant position, pulling her buttocks wide apart to give me access to her anus, when there was knock on the door and our mother walked in without waiting for an answer. She took in the scene, her daughter spread-eagled on the bed with remnants of shaving foam on her crotch, and her son holding the razor with his cock at full power, and a grin spread over her face.

‘Enjoying yourselves, my loves?’

She was naked, of course, and her pussy was fat and pink, her nipples red and hard (as always) and her skin flushed with recent orgasms. She propped a foot up on a chair, revealing more of her crotch to our fascinated gaze.

‘Sorry, I’m a bit tender again. We thought we’d go out for a nice meal tonight, as it’s our last chance. We’ll have to get an early night tomorrow.’ I had forgotten that it was our last day of holiday tomorrow and that we had to get to the airport at some ungodly hour in the night.

‘Um, yes, why not,’ I said, acutely conscious of my erection bobbing helplessly in my lap. I could not take my eyes off my mum’s cunt, where a gobbet of thick spunk had emerged from between her swollen labia and was making its way slowly down the inside of her thigh. 

‘What time are we going?’ my sister said hoarsely.

‘Oh, in about an hour. That give you long enough to get ready? Posh frocks tonight.’

‘Um, oh, yes.’

‘OK. Jim’s in the shower just now.’

She grinned at us, stood up straight, and hip-wiggled out of the room. I could see the trail of spunk being smeared across both thighs. The door shut. Pauline gave a loud moan and rammed some fingers into her cunt.

‘Oh shit! That was too much!’

I held her wrist while she fucked herself hysterically.

‘Did you see the cum trickling out of her cunt?’ I asked.

‘Oh my god, do you think she knew? That woman is such a slut!’

My sister was still pumping three or four fingers into herself. ‘Shitting hell! Come on me, quickly!’

I grabbed my aching cock and rubbed fast. I could feel the orgasm rising as soon as I touched myself. Pauline was staring at me while she worked herself up to the peak, and as she crested and her body started to hump, I felt the fire burst inside me and ejaculated long creamy spurts over her wrist and stomach.

She lay panting on the bed, still gaping.

‘Shit, my cunt’s sore. You’ll have to have my arse tonight. Look, you’ve got spunk all over me. I can’t go out like this …  can I?’ She had a devilish grin on her face.

I wrapped a towel round my waist while my sister stayed naked. We went into the kitchen and met Jim, freshly washed and nude, his cock for once hanging loosely, although still large. He looked at Pauline’s sperm-spattered stomach and arm, and her pussy still smeared with shaving foam, and his mouth opened and shut a few times. The young slut just grinned at him and waltzed into the bathroom, from where the sounds of showering emerged. I followed.

Mum emerged, wet and pink.

‘What are you wearing tonight?’ her daughter inquired.

Mum pursed her lips and dried herself slowly. ‘Mmm, something sexy, I think. How about you?’

‘I’ll see what I’ve got. We don’t want to get the men too excited, though, do we?’ she grinned at me.

‘Oh, why not?’ Mum’s grin was even wider. I could see we were in for an interesting night.

We ordered a taxi. Mum was dressed in a semi-transparent lilac silk dress, thin straps holding it against her breasts, the floaty hem just below her crotch. Her dark nipples were plain beneath it. Skin showed wherever it touched her. It was indecent.

My sister was even worse. She had tied a flimsy flesh-coloured silk scarf around her bust – in dim light it was virtually invisible. Her skirt was white and about 6 inches long, higher at one side than the other. Unless positioned exactly right, her pubes would be on show. Sitting down would be impossible without revealing everything she possessed.

I couldn’t take my eyes off them both, and Jim was the same. He didn’t say anything, but I could see plainly that he was hugely erect.

‘You’re jailbait,’ I whispered as we got into the taxi, Jim in the front, me between the two females in the back.

‘I know,’ she replied. 

In the restaurant, Jim and Pauline sat side by side, facing me and Mum. It wasn’t long before I felt a hand on my crotch. Mum was talking animatedly but it didn’t stop her massaging my cock gently. I slid my hand between her thighs and she opened them a little to give me better access. My fingers found her soft swollen labia and stroked them, feeling the  wetness spreading over the tender skin. From the expression on the faces of Jim and Pauline opposite, their hands were similarly engaged.

We drank a lot of wine and became less inhibited. Except when I was eating I had a couple of fingers in my mother’s pussy, stirring it gently, and she masturbated my cock slowly. Pauline’s face was flushed and her breathing rough, hinting that she was not far off a climax. I felt my head spinning with the sexual tension. There seemed to be an unspoken pact emerging that my mum and I would have open sex that night, while Jim and Pauline would at least attempt something illegal.

In the taxi back, I sat between the two females again, and they both massaged my cock blatantly while I stroked their pussies without embarrassment. I could feel the heat of their bare legs through my trousers, and the animal hotness of their cunts.

Once home, we were all a little unsteady with a sudden rush of alcohol. Pauline dragged Jim into the adult bedroom while mum supported herself against the kitchen worktop, her arse outlined through the flimsy dress, her legs akimbo. Boldly I lifted the dress up and over her head, revealing her naked back and buttocks. I massaged her hot dry flesh hungrily, and she thrust her arse at me. My cock was hurting with arousal; I shed my clothes, trembling with excitement, and grabbed a bottle of olive oil and poured some over my shaft and down the crack of her buttocks. I gripped her taut globes and parted them to reveal her anus, glistening with oil. I positioned my cockhead and thrust strongly.

She admitted me, with a soft moan deep in her throat. I sank smoothly into her hot bowels, unable to believe that at last I was penetrating my own mother’s rear entrance and that she was loving it. She was of course not nearly as tight as Pauline, but her muscles felt supple and strong and almost pulled me in until my pubic bone ground against her coccyx. She settled her feet wide apart and pushed back, trying to get even more of me inside her.

I gripped her hips and looked down at the union of our bodies. My cock was invisible, buried to the hilt in her rectum. I pulled back and watched it slide out, solid, reddened, pulsing with power, dragging her anal ring outwards. I withdrew until her sphincter was holding me below my cockhead, then thrust forward again, again eliciting that soft sensuous moan. Her muscles quivered around my shaft.

The oily glistening column slid easily back and forth as I rocked on my heels. I wanted to spin this one out – God knows when I would get the chance again. Part of me wished that Pauline was watching us. My mother’s hollowed back and projecting shoulder blades were smooth and tanned, and I wanted to spurt my seed over them and then massage it in.

I felt as if I could pump in her for hours, and she obviously was happy to let me do so, supporting herself on her arms, not touching herself like she sometimes did when Jim was buggering her. I think that, like me, the utter taboo of the situation was exciting enough for her.

But all good things come to an end, and it was when a sudden fantasy flashed into my mind, of my sister standing behind me, squeezing my balls and guiding my cock in and out of our mother’s anus, that I lost control and rammed as deep into her as I could and emptied my sperm into her intestines in long aching gouts …

Mum was almost purring with pleasure. I stayed in her as long as I could, but reached a softness that she could no longer grip, and my cock slid out with a distinct ‘plop’. I spread her buttocks to look at her dilated anus - a huge dark hole, its sides smooth and glistening. A trickle of spunk - my own spunk! - emerged and slid down over her cunt. Slowly the hole closed up, squeezing out a final bubble of sperm.

She turned round and we hugged, trembling. She buried her face in my neck and squeezed me tight against her. But the slut in her was unable to resist the urge to jerk her pubes against mine, and I knew she was desperate for her own release. I knelt down slowly, licking her hot sweaty skin, teasing her rockhard nipples, worming my tongue into her deep navel, until I was kissing her bare pubic mound.

My mother lifted herself until the edge of her buttocks were perched on the worktop, and spread her thighs wide, revealing her aroused cunt to me in all its mature, swollen, juicy glory. The scent of her female musk hit me like a slap, and I buried my face in her hot crotch, sucking and licking and biting furiously, feeling the wetness sluice across my cheeks. I got her rubbery clit between my lips and worried at it, making her mewl with delight. I felt her hands on my head, pushing me into exactly the right position so I could dive my tongue right up her gaping tunnel.

And she was gaping. My tongue hardly touched the sides. I flailed around to find her hot rugose walls, trickling with juice. It struck me that she hadn’t yet come and was probably desperate for something to fill her cunt. so I slid my fingers up against my face and pushed them into her entrance, moving my lips up to her solid clit. Dimly I heard her breathless voice saying something like ‘Oh yes, spread me, fill me up, stretch me, that’s right ...’

I pushed all four fingers in with a will, marvelling at how she just opened up wider and wider. ‘The thumb as well,’ she gasped, and with only a slight shock I obeyed, tucking my thumb into my palm and wriggling my hand upwards all the time. My mother moaned and mewled with pleasure, then reached down and grasped my wrist. I thought she was going to pull my hand away, but instead she pulled my arm up into her, bucking her hips and grunting. In disbelief I felt her tight cunt slide over my knuckles and grip my wrist.

‘Yes, that’s it, that’s so good! Now make a fist. Come on! That’s right, bigger. Now fuck me, oh yes, fuck me with your fist! Hard! harder!’

Unable to disobey her urging, I formed a fist and started to move it up and down inside her hot juice-filled cavern. I couldn’t believe what I was doing - fist-fucking my own mother! I sat back a little to watch my arm pistoning into her stretched pussy, her clit standing out of the taut membranes, the sinews in her thighs vibrating, her breasts and chest heaving, her head thrown back.

‘Yes, go on! Twist it round, stir me up! Use your knuckles!’

I pumped her harder, as if I was kneading dough. I could actually see her abdomen bulging where my fist was moving. Warm juices ran down my arm.

‘In and out! Pump me! Take it right in and out!’

I rasped my fist in and out of her tightness, as roughly as I could, for that seemed to be what she wanted. Her labia were red and swollen, sliding across my knuckles and wrist. 

‘Now! Get your knuckles in ... against the front ... feel that hard pad. Yes! Rub it, hard. Harder! Oh god, yes!’

I massaged her insides with a will, knowing that she was working up to a very special climax indeed. And we weren’t even touching her clit. Her whole body was strung taut, vibrating, flushed, and sweaty. Animal grunts were coming from deep in her chest. Suddenly an agonised cry burst from her and her cunt convulsed around my hand. To my utter shock a jet of clear fluid shot from her and splashed against my chest, followed by another, lesser spurt, and then a dribble which ran down my arm. 

My fist kept up its gyrations of its own accord while I wondered what the hell had happened. Had she pissed herself in her own climactic spasms? Her cunt was still clutching my hand and her body was shaking and heaving as her orgasm ran its lengthy course. Her sweaty buttocks were threatening to slide off the worktop and it was only my hand inside her that was keeping her up there.

Finally she found her breath and gave a huge groan.

‘Oh my god. Stop now. Oh heavens. Oh fucking hell.’

I slid my hand out of her cunt, which gave a few little quivers as it tried to hold me in. I stood up and hugged her hot sweaty body, feeling her trembling and shaking. She clung to me tightly, her legs wrapped around my waist, the juice on my chest squishing against her tits. Slowly her breathing calmed.

I kissed her neck, my mind awash with overloaded sensations.

‘Oh Jesus,’ my mum said. ‘I haven’t come like that for ... years. Did I soak you?’

‘It’s OK,’ I mumbled.

‘Did it shock you? I bet you thought I’d peed on you.’

‘Didn’t you?’

‘No ... it’s called female ejaculation. I haven’t done that since ... well, never mind. It’s all to do with the G-spot. Didn’t you learn about that?’

‘I’ve heard of it ...’

‘Well, you sure found mine! Oh my word, I’m still fluttering inside.’

I hugged her, glad that I was been able to give her such intense pleasure. It put me one up on Jim, anyway, even though my cock was half the size of his. She gripped my head and kissed me softly on the lips.

‘Thanks.’

She stood up gingerly, still holding me. ‘We’d better check on Pauline. God knows what Jim’s been doing with her.’

I followed my mother’s unsteady, bowlegged gait as she opened her bedroom door and peered in, and gave a gasp. I looked round her shoulder. The light was still on, Jim lay on his back across the bed. My sister was lying on top of him, head to foot, naked and asleep, her face crushed against his flaccid cock. Her mouth, nose, forehead and hair were covered in strings of whiteness.

‘Oh god, I hope she’s all right,’ mum whispered. From the smile on Pauline’s face I thought it likely that she was perfectly all right, but I wondered whether she had managed to get Jim inside any of her orifices before he had erupted all over her head.

‘Oh my poor darling,’ mum crooned. ‘We’d better get her back to your room. Can you lift her?’

I picked up Pauline’s warm body and cradled her in my arms. Her spunk-smeared face rested against my shoulder. In her sleep she reached out and put her arms around my neck, a loving gesture which touched me intensely. Jim snored on, oblivious – he had drunk more than any of us.

‘Can you get her cleaned up?’ mum asked worriedly.

‘Its OK, mum, I’ll look after her,’ I said, and she smiled and kissed me gently.

‘I know you will. Oh my, I’m so tired.’ She lay on the bed next to Jim and was asleep almost before I had turned out the light.

Back in our room I laid my sister on the bed and fetched a wet towel, and carefully wiped her face and hair, getting rid of as much of Jim’s sperm as I could. Then I opened her thighs and inspected her pussy. It was swollen and pink but that was normal. I couldn’t see any damage. I lifted her legs and had a look at her anus. It was shiny with oil or lube but apart from that looked unhurt.

I lay next to her, suddenly overcome with tiredness, wine, and the extreme emotions of the last few hours, and covered us with a sheet. My sister’s last act was to snuggle against me and rest her head on my shoulder.Day 9

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I awoke with a thumping headache and an arm that had gone to sleep. And a raging erection – did nothing stop it? Pauline was still nestled against me. Her hair was matted – I had obviously not got all the spunk out of it. I slid out from under her and got a glass of water, drank it and another, went to the loo, swallowed a couple of aspirins, then looked at the kitchen where I had so recently arse-fucked and fisted my own mother. The worktop was greasy with oil and there was a dribble of semen on the floor. So it had not been a wet dream after all.

Pauline was awake when I returned. Wordlessly she took the glass and drank it down, screwing her face up, then flopped back onto the bed.

I sat next to her.

‘How’re you feeling?’

‘Lousy. But I’ll live. You?’

‘Likewise. Do you remember what happened?’

A grin spread over her face. ‘I remember Jim frigged me in the restaurant. I came right there, in front of you two! Did you notice?’

‘What happened when we got back? You dragged him off to bed.’

‘Yeah … I had the hots. So did he. We got the lube and I sat on his cock. God it was huge.’

‘Did you get him in?’

I could see her mentally examining her body. ‘No, I don’t think so. Doesn’t feel like it. We had a bloody good try though.’

‘Then you had a 69.’

‘Did we? Yes, we did. He’s a great clit-sucker. I couldn’t stop coming. Don’t remember much after that.’

‘You sucked him off and got cum all over your face. Mum and I found you like that.’

She giggled, then grimaced. ‘Oh shit. Did she hit the roof?’

‘Not really. She was worried you might have got hurt. But anyway, after what we’d done …’

Her face lit up. ‘What did you do? Come on, tell me! Come and cuddle me while you tell me.’

I did so, and she ground her pubes against my erection.

‘We had the hots as well. As soon as you and Jim had gone, I stripped her and fucked her up the arse, in the kitchen, standing up.’

‘Jesus fucking Joseph! Really? You really fucked her arse?’

‘All the way. It was great.’

‘Is she tight?’

‘Not as tight as you, but tight enough. I came buckets. Watched it trickling out too. That was ace.’

Pauline moaned and pulled herself on top of me, trapping my cock against her stomach.

‘That was just for starters. Then I got down and licked her puss. She was dripping.’

‘Oh shitting hell.’

‘Then – get this – she got me to put my hand up her cunt. All of it.’

‘You’re making this up.’

‘I swear. I couldn’t believe it. She told me exactly what to do, push my thumb in, then make a fist inside her, and fuck her with it. It was the hottest thing ever. I was pumping my fist in and out of her, rubbing my knuckles against the walls of her cunt.’

My sister moaned and beat her head against my chest.

‘Anyway she was getting me to do it harder and harder, and I could tell she was about to cum, and then she came and squirted all over me.’

‘Squirted?’

‘Yeah, this stuff squirted out of her cunt, all over my chest. Like sex juice. She said it’s female ejaculation.’

‘Where’s the condoms? I have got to be fucked, headache or not.’

We fumbled a condom onto my rock-hard cock and Pauline sat up and impaled her slim body on it, sitting down hard on my thighs with an ‘oof’ as I penetrated deep into her. She put her hands on my chest and started to gyrate her hips slowly, rubbing my cock against the walls of her tight cunt.

‘You know about women squirting?’

‘I’ve read about it. Who would have thought, though? Mum?’

‘She said it hadn’t happened for ages. Maybe no-one’s fisted her before.’

‘Jim’s got huge hands. Even mum couldn’t get one of them inside her … oh shit I’m going to cum!’

Pauline climaxed suddenly, squeezing the base of my cock hard. Her thighs gripped mine.

‘Shit that was quick. Must have been the thought of mum being fisted … god what a slut she is. I hope I’m like that at her age.’

My sister leaned forward and kissed me. ‘I don’t like condoms. Let’s take it off and you can fuck me in the arse.’

I withdrew and she peeled the condom off, then got the lube and made me grease up her anus. I couldn’t resist slipping a couple of fingers deep into her, and she giggled. She squatted over me and fed my cockhead into her back passage, sitting hard on my column and wriggling her hips to force it in. She didn’t seem to experience any discomfort. Once she was dilated she sat down on my hips, sheathing me entirely in her hot rectum. I played with her nipples while she stirred me around in her gently. 

‘Try not to cum too soon,’ she murmured.’ I want this to last for ages.’

I resisted the urge to thrust, content just to enjoy the feel of her young muscles caressing my shaft. After a while she said she wanted to see, so we shuffled round so that I was facing the long mirror. My sister turned so that she too was facing the mirror, and lay back on her arms so that she could see my shaft piercing her between the buttocks.

‘That is so sexy,’ she breathed. ‘Rub my clit. Gently though.’

I obeyed, craning over her shoulder to see my finger on her wet pinkness, her naked pussy splayed wide, and my cock disappearing into her dilated anus. It was an uncomfortable position, though, and soon I lay back, content to frig her blindly.

Suddenly the bedroom door opened. Pauline gave a gasp and her sphincter clamped down on me painfully.

‘It’s OK, my loves,’ I heard my mum’s voice. ‘Just brought you some coffee. Thought you might need it.’ She chuckled. ‘Looks like you’re busy at the moment, though.’

‘Oh Jesus,’ Pauline squeaked.

‘Don’t worry. I don’t mind if you don’t. I don’t think we need have any secrets any more, do you?’ I felt her sit down on the bed, and opened my eyes, which I found I had shut tight. Mum was naked, of course. She turned and grinned at me. I realised that my finger was still of its own volition gently stroking Pauline’s clit.

‘Want some help with that?’ Mum asked with another grin. I felt her finger next to mine. Pauline gasped and lay back on my chest. She began to moan. I let my mum take over and cupped my sister’s breasts with their pebble-hard nipples instead.

Mum must have had a magic touch because Pauline was in seventh heaven. She bucked her hips and tossed her head from side to side. I could feel her body taut with excitement, her buttocks squeezing, her thighs vibrating. Her mouth was open and her breathing was urgent and ragged. Even when I thought she was about to explode, somehow she went up another notch – and again and again, for ages, her anus clutching at my cock, weird noises coming from her throat.

Dimly I heard Mum whisper ‘time to cum now, my loves,’ and suddenly Pauline went rigid and her arse clamped on me painfully. It was the noisiest orgasm I had ever heard from her, and it lasted for several minutes. Her body shook like an epileptic fit and the sweat poured off her. Her anus seemed to be massaging my cock along its entire length. Just when I thought her spasms were dying away, Mum would do something to set her off again. My body knew what to do without my thinking. My hips began to buck and my sister’s arse bounced up and down with it. Mum was still rubbing her and her arse was still clenching on me. I shouted and erupted deep in her bowels, again and again, great hot fountains of cum pumping into my sister’s intestines.

Fortunately Mum let her stop coming, otherwise we would both have died. As it was I almost passed out as her spasms ebbed and her arse stopped milking me. Pauline lay utterly spent on me, limp and sweaty, little aftershocks quivering through her limbs, tiny moans coming from her mouth. I thought that I loved her more than I had believed possible.

My mother lay down next to us and put her arm across Pauline’s stomach.

‘Oh  mum,’ she whispered. ‘That was the best cum I’ve ever had.’

Mum kissed her gently, and then me. I looked into her smiling eyes and saw nothing but love there.

‘I can’t move,’ Pauline said. ‘I’m drained.’

We helped her to sit up and then lie next to me, her thighs splayed inelegantly. As my cock slid out of her a flood of spunk cascaded onto my pubes. Mum chuckled and fetched a towel and gently cleaned me up, then did the same to her daughter. She inspected the still dilated anus.

‘Are you sore? Want some cream on it?’

Pauline shook her head. ‘Not sore. But cream … feels nice.’

Mum fetched the tube and handed it to me. ‘Look after your sister then,’ she grinned. I smoothed the cream into her hot, taut hole, while Mum looked on approvingly.

‘Mum,’ Pauline said in a small voice, ‘did Phil really fist you last night?’

‘You told her, did you?’

‘I tell her everything,’ I said, and Mum smiled.

‘Good. Yes, dear, after he’d buggered me, he fisted me good and proper. And then I squirted over him, which was a bit of a shock, wasn’t it?’

‘Just a bit. But … I liked it.’

‘Was that the first time you’d ever been fisted?’ Pauline asked, boldly.

‘No, not the first time by any means. But … the first time for many many years.’

‘What does it feel like?’ my sister was so curious.

‘Like nothing else,’ Mum said simply. ‘I’m sure you’ll find out before too long.’ She grinned at my sister, who grinned back. Yes, I was sure she’d find out soon.

‘Where did you learn to make me cum like that?’

‘I’m a woman too, you know, my love! I know what works.’

‘Yes, but … I couldn’t believe what it felt like. I mean, when I do it to myself …’

I had to pinch myself to realise that here we were, calmly discussing masturbating and fisting with our mother, all three naked, when she had just watched us having anal sex together and helped her daughter to the most massive orgasm ever.

Mum stood up. ‘I’ll make more coffee, then we’ll have a chat, eh?’

While she was gone, Pauline and I looked at each other. 

‘Wow,’ we said together.

‘I feel like it’s a dream. You know, where anything’s possible. Where you can do what you like.’ Pauline squeezed her breasts, hard.

‘Mmm. What do you want to do?’

‘Oh my god, so many things. You wouldn’t believe.’ She looked at me and spluttered with laughter. ‘OK, maybe you would!’

‘Go for it,’ I said.

I sat against the bedhead and Pauline sat between my legs. I rested my hand over her pussy, not stroking, just cupping her. She laid her head back on my shoulder. ‘I want to have sex with you all day, every day, for the rest of my life,’ she said simply.

‘What about Jim?’

‘Yes, him too.’

‘And Mum?’ I felt her give a tiny shudder.

‘Yes, with Mum too.’

She paused.

‘Shocked?’

‘No. Not really. Sex is sex, isn’t it?’

‘Would you like to have sex with Jim, then?’

I thought before giving a knee-jerk reaction.

‘Well … not sure. His big cock’s a bit intimidating. Maybe if we were all four together. I’d like to wank him off into mum’s face.’

Pauline chuckled. ‘And mine?’

‘Yours too.’

‘Would you suck it off me afterwards?’

‘Hmm …’

‘I’d lick it off mum’s face. And lick it out of her cunt and arse. Then spit it into her mouth.’

‘You are a slut.’

She snuggled closer against me. ‘Yeah, I know.’

Mum reappeared with some mugs of coffee and croissants. We drank and ate eagerly, getting greasy crumbs all over our skin. Then we lay back again and mum lay down on her back between Pauline’s legs, her head between her thighs.

‘Go on then, ask me anything.’

Pauline was quicker. ‘Tell us about your first time. How old were you?’

Mum gave a chuckle. ‘Younger than you. I was fourteen – way too young. No, thirteen really, the very first time. I was an early developer, though – I had my first period at 10 and I had nice tits and a bush of hair by 12. I thought about sex constantly. Joanne – you know, Auntie Jo, my elder sister – she was at it already, she had a steady boyfriend and they used to do it when he stayed over and our mother was working nights. I was dead jealous and used to quiz her mercilessly about it. She told me most things – she was bragging really – but it only made me worse. I wanted to watch and join in. She said she’d kill me if I tried anything.

‘I used to stand outside their bedroom door and listen to them at it, and masturbate. They didn’t know. I got to taking my nightie off and leaning against the door so I could hear better. Then one night I gave myself a bigger cum than usual and made a noise and the door catch went and I fell into the room. Jo and her bloke were doing it doggy-style against the dressing table, stark naked.

‘Jo went ape. But her boyfriend – Clark, that was his name – just stood there with his big cock pointing at me with a grin on his face. The thought of the younger sister joining in obviously got him going. He told Jo to shut up and let me watch. Then he grabbed her and got going again, really giving it to her hard. I was amazed. I’d never even seen any pictures – porn was hard to get in those days. I just stood there with my mouth open watching them shagging like animals.

She broke off. ‘Wow, this is getting me hot, telling this. It’ll be your turn soon.’

‘What happened?’ Pauline said quickly, with a catch in her voice.

‘He shagged her for ages and then came, it looked a bit frightening as he went red and shouted a lot. Jo seemed to enjoy it though. Then when she’d cleaned herself up she was all for throwing me out but Clark wanted us to get into bed, him in the middle. Typical guy! It felt weird lying next to a naked man. He put his arm round me and gave me a wet kiss, which made me tingle.

‘Jo had calmed down by then and we got giggling and she started to rub his cock until it was hard. Then he got me to do it, then we both rubbed it together. Then she sat up and put her mouth on it, which gave me another shock. I didn’t know people did that. She sucked him for while and then said why don’t you have a go? Of course I couldn’t chicken out, could I? It was all hard and hot and wet with her spit but once I’d got my lips round it it felt OK. 

‘Jo kept pushing my head down until he touched the back of my throat and I kept gagging which she thought was funny. Then she wanted another go and Clark was getting very worked up by this time. He was stroking her back and saying oh baby, oh yes and so on. Then suddenly she sat up and looked at me with a crafty grin and said you finish him off.

‘I wasn’t sure what she meant but I wanted to taste his cock again. His hand was all over my back and shoulders and breasts while I sucked away with a  will, and he was saying how great it felt. Jo was holding my head, just gently, moving it up and down. All of a sudden he seemed to get bigger and harder and shouted something, then I got a mouth full of sperm – well, you know what it feels like, but I got such a shock. I was coughing and spluttering and Jo was holding my head there while he kept spurting more and more, and she was laughing fit to burst, the cow.

‘Anyway after that they told me to go back to bed. Or rather Jo did, Clark was all for carrying on, I think. He obviously had a thing for young girls – not that I looked my age. So that was my first time, really.’

‘You didn’t get fucked, though?’ My sister said.

‘Not that night. But it’s my turn to ask now, isn’t it?’

I hugged Pauline tighter. ‘Go on then.’

‘Mmm, let me see … tell me about your first time together. You said you were both virgins until this holiday, didn’t you?’

Slowly, haltingly, but relaxing as we got into it, Pauline and I related our first night’s activities, beginning with listening to Jim and my mum screwing, then slipping out onto the veranda to watch, then coming back to our room to masturbate together. My sister held nothing back, describing with relish how I had ejaculated all over her at the exact moment she had climaxed.

Mum was silent for a moment. ‘So you watched us through the window?’

‘Mmm. Are you cross?’

She laughed. ‘No … not really. I was too far gone to care! Did Jim know?’

‘Not at first. Then I told him. I reckon it made him even hornier.’

‘Yes, well, something has. He’s insatiable!’

I refrained from saying that she was infinitely more insatiable than Jim. ‘Tell us about your next time with Clark and … Auntie Jo,’ I said.

‘D’you find it weird me talking about her like this? I bet she’s always been an respectable auntie to you.’

‘I’m getting used to it. She’s OK – I like her.’

‘She’s a very sexy woman, is Jo. Always has been.’

‘Anyway …’ Pauline said, eager to get down to the facts.

‘OK, well, anyway, Jo and I didn’t talk about what had happened. Clark came round the next night and was feeling Jo up in front of me, and asking me if I wanted to join in the shagging. Jo wasn’t too happy but I was dead eager, I wanted to see his cock going inside her and to taste his cum again. So I flirted with him like mad and wheedled and eventually we all went upstairs and stripped off and got into bed, him in the middle. We stroked his cock until it was about to explode and then Jo put a condom on it – fascinating! – and climbed on top. I was really nosy and got down behind them to watch it sliding in and out of her. I could smell her juice and everything. They pounded away while I watched his balls getting tighter and tighter until they almost disappeared, you know. 

‘Jo must have been having difficulty reaching an orgasm because she suddenly told me to reach round and frig her clit. It was the first time I’d touched anyone’s clit apart from my own and it felt really weird, especially with her being my sister. It was ever so hard and soaked with juice. Anyway I rubbed away and she seemed to like it because she made a lot of noise and eventually had a massive orgasm. Clark managed to hold off. She went all limp and gave me a hug and a kiss and told me that I was great at it. I kissed her back, practising my tongue-kissing like my friends had been talking about, and it felt really nice and we sort of got carried away and forgot about Clark, even though his cock was still inside her.

‘Anyway he soon reminded us and got up and rolled the condom off and said, kiss that if you want to kiss something. So we both started to lick and suck him, giggling and fighting over his cock, and before long he came and covered us both in spunk, which made us giggle even more, and then we licked it off each other’s faces and kissed with our mouths full of it, which he said was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. I must admit it got me really horny.

‘After that he got us to sit on his face, one at a time of course, and stuck his tongue into us and licked our clits until we came. I bet he thought he was in heaven. Then Jo sat on his cock again while I sat on his face and we kissed and hugged. That’s when I discovered I liked sex with girls as well as blokes.’

‘I didn’t know that ...’ Pauline said, stroking Mum’s hair softly.

‘Mmm, Jo and I have been doing it on and off ever since, when we get the chance. And there’re been others too, now and then. Mind you, I like men too – as you know!’ 

‘So when did you and Auntie Jo last ...?’ I said.

‘Oh, when I went over to stay for the weekend, couple of months ago was it? We spent most of the time having sex. You don’t think we went round the shops and talked about gardening, do you?’

‘Auntie Jo’s ... quite old, though, isn’t she?’ I ventured.

My mother snorted. ‘She’s not even 50 yet, and she’s got a great body. And she’s insatiable, like me. You should take more notice of her, she’d give you a shagging that you wouldn’t forget in a hurry.’

‘Hey, he’s mine!’ said my sister.

‘Does that mean I can’t have him sometimes?’ mum grinned.

‘Well, OK – but only if I can watch!’

‘You can join in, my love,’ she said, softly. ‘The more the merrier.’

‘Talking of which,’ Pauline said, business-like. ‘Phil’s cock’s hard again. Mum, will you show me how to deep-throat, like you do with Jim?’

My mother chuckled. ‘Learning at your mother’s knee, eh? OK then. I must admit I’m a bit of an expert. Guess who taught me?’

‘Auntie Jo?’

‘Yep. Well, the first thing is to be relaxed.’ She told me to lie on my back; she and Pauline lay on either side of me, their hips by my head and their heads resting on my stomach. ‘You’ve got to get used to something touching the back of your throat. There’s an automatic gag reflex, it’s called, which you have to stop. Try it.’

My sister slid her lips down over my erection, enclosing me thrillingly in her hot mouth. Automatically my hand went to caress her arse, and she moved her thighs apart to let me penetrate her puss with a couple of fingers. I did the same with my other hand and my mother instinctively gave me access to her bigger opening. I was finger-fucking my sister and my mother at the same time!

Pauline had got my cock about halfway in and I could feel the head bumping against the roof of her mouth. Mum told her to straighten her neck. I heard her start to cough and retch a bit.

‘I can’t stop gagging,’ she complained when she had pulled back.

‘As soon as you feel it touch your throat, consciously swallow and keep swallowing. That helps. Here, watch me.’

I felt my mother’s warm mouth close around my shaft, her lips sliding down towards my balls. My cockhead was enclosed in her throat and I could feel her muscles working, pulling me further in. Her lips were right down against my pubic hair!

‘Wow, that’s so sexy,’ Pauline breathed. ‘Let me have another go.’

Once more my sister’s hot mouth enveloped my shaft. I could feel her forcing me further in, but she came up gagging and spluttering again.

‘I’ll massage your neck while you do it,’ Mum said. Pauline is persistent, I’ll say that for her, and eventually she managed to get my cockhead into the top of her throat without gagging. ‘Now, swallow, and let it slide in. That’s it! Good girl, you’re doing it.’

I continued to finger their juice-filled pussies idly while this was going on, but most of my attention was on the top two inches of my cock, gripped tightly by my sister’s throat muscles. I could feel it sliding slowly further in, until at last her lips touched the base of my cock. She pulled off and had a fit of coughing.

‘I did it!’ she cried when she had recovered. ‘All the way in! Thanks, mum. How did it feel, bro?’

‘Superb, sis. You’ve got a fine career ahead of you.’

‘That’s lesson one,’ said mum. ‘Now you have to learn to fuck him with your mouth. In and out, all the way on every stroke. Like this.’

The two women were untiring in their practice, and eventually Pauline had mastered the knack of taking me up to the hilt each time and withdrawing until her lips just kissed my cockhead. Finally mum taught her how to slide a couple of fingers deep in my anus and massage my prostate, so that I would produce bigger amounts of ejaculate. I was putty in their hands. With a huge shout I climaxed fiercely, pumping what felt like gallons of fluid down my sister’s throat.

When I had finally subsided she rolled off me and lay there laughing and burping helplessly.

‘You’ll never be short of boyfriends now, my love,’ mum said proudly.

‘Hey, she’s all mine!’

‘What makes you think she’ll be satisfied with one bloke? Not if she’s my daughter she won’t.’ They chortled.

‘I don’t understand how you manage to do it to Jim, though,’ Pauline said. ‘He’s twice as big as Phil.’

‘Thirty years of practice, love. Though I must admit he makes my eyes water at times!’

‘Right,’ said Pauline, sitting up, her eyes bright. ‘Now I want to watch Phil fisting you and making you squirt. I still don’t really believe it.’

My mother looked at me tenderly. ‘You want to? You don’t have to, you know.’

‘Of course I want to. You’re not too tender?’

‘I don’t think so. Anyway, strike while the iron’s hot, eh?’

She lay down and spread her long thighs. ‘Come here, love, cuddle me while he does it.’

Pauline lay down next to her and hugged her, idly playing with mum’s dark, hard nipples. I got between her legs and began to lick and suck her swollen, gaping, juice-smeared pussy. I knew she had to be really worked up before I could get more than 4 fingers inside her, but fortunately I knew how to achieve that and enjoyed the process. Gradually I added a finger at a time to the bunch with which I was fucking her, slowly and remorselessly. She moaned and writhed and I could hear noises that sounded as though she and her daughter were kissing wetly.

When four fingers were going in easily I tucked my thumb in and twisted my hand forwards. Mum gave a great groan and bucked her hips and I was in, buried in her hot wet cave.

‘Oh my god!’ she said, and Pauline scrambled round.

‘Let me see! Oh wow! You’re right inside her!’

I pumped my hand back and forth while my sister watched in utter fascination as mum’s fat labia slid along my wrist. Gradually I made a fist and massaged it along the wall of her vagina, just as she had instructed me last night. Pauline put her hand on mum’s abdomen to feel the movement inside. After while, encouraged by my mother’s crescendo of noises, I began to withdraw my fist and plunge it back in. We were both fascinated to watch her labia distending hugely as they tried to retain my hand. Pauline swore under her breath. Suddenly she said ‘I want a go!’ and pulled my hand out, leaving mum’s pussy gaping massively.

The girl smeared juice over her hand and without hesitation speared it into mum’s innards. Her fist was a good deal smaller than mine so it went in without any problem. She pumped and thrust with a will, panting with excitement, obviously imaging what it would feel like to have it done to herself.

My mother was holding onto the bedhead and tossing her head from side to side, her body beading with sweat. Her thighs strained open, the tendons taut. I felt I was missing out, so I pulled Pauline’s arm away and plunged my own hand back in. My sister put both hands on mum’s stomach to feel my fist punishing her vaginal walls. Faster and faster I fucked, until mum gave a huge shout and her back arched, raising her buttocks off the bed, and a thin spurt of fluid shot out and hit me on the chest. Quick as a flash Pauline bent forward and covered mum’s pubes with her mouth, catching the next spurt. I continued to pump while my sister hoovered up the fluid that squirted forth.

When mum’s orgasm had died away I slipped my fist out. Pauline looked at me with her mouth tightly closed and a manic expression on her face. She grabbed my head and forced her lips against mine. Automatically I opened my mouth and she spat mum’s sexual juices into me. I spat back and we kissed deeply, sharing the musky, tangy liquid until it was all swallowed or had leaked out.

‘Fucking Jesus on a bike,’ Pauline breathed. ‘That is the hottest thing ever ...’

We looked at mum, lying with her eyes closed, her vaginal tunnel huge and dark.

‘Glad you enjoyed it, my loves,’ she said tiredly. ‘I’m drained.’

‘Does Auntie Jo fist you?’ Pauline asked.

‘No-o. Her hands are too big.’

‘So who ... the last time?’

‘No-one you know. Just a girl I met. Very slim she was.’

‘Do you squirt any other time, or just when you’re fisted?’

‘I’ve not managed it any other way – and I have tried! So it doesn’t happen very often. Although,’ she looked at us with a gleam in her eyes, ‘I can see it might be more frequent from now on!’

‘I want to learn how to squirt,’ my sister announced. ‘Then I can squirt all over Phil’s face, just like he does with me!’

‘Make us a cup of tea, love,’ my mother asked me. ‘I need to replace some fluid.’ I went off into the kitchen, first checking quietly that Jim was still fast asleep and snoring. How he hadn’t been woken by mum’s screams of ecstasy, I didn’t know – presumably the alcohol.

Engaged in the routine activities of tea-brewing, I marvelled at what had just taken place and how easily it had come to seem normal. My sister and I had just fisted our mother and drunk her cum-juice. Before that the two females had deep-throated me, and mum had helped us both climax while I was in my sister’s arsehole. What next, I wondered?

I found out. Pauline and mum were lying in each other’s arms, a hand covering each other’s pubes. Fingers were slowly massaging clitorises, and mum was softly telling her daughter how to achieve maximum prolonged pleasure. I sat and watched contently as first one then the other achieved a deep soul-shattering orgasm that seemed to last well over five minutes. By that time the tea was cold, but they drank it anyway, and then dozed.

We were roused by the sounds of Jim getting up and going into the shower.

‘I suppose we ought to be doing things,’ Mum said. ‘It’s our last day, after all.’

‘I just want to do this all day,’ Pauline said, stretching her slim body sensuously. ‘Jim won’t mind, will he?’

‘He’ll find out sooner or later,’ I said. ‘What do you think his reaction will be?’

‘He’ll be OK, ‘said mum confidently. ‘He suspects already. And what did you two get up to last night anyway, young lady?’

Pauline grinned. ‘I wanted him to fuck me but he said he was too big and it would hurt.’ I was amazed at her candour. ‘So we had a 69 – a really long one. I came loads. And then he came and there was spunk everywhere and then he fell asleep. I suppose I did too. How did I get back here?’

‘I carried you. You had spunk all over your head. In fact your hair’s still full of it.’

My sister poked at her matted hair and giggled. ‘Think he’ll remember?’

‘I’m sure you’ll remind him.’

‘Come on, let’s go and tidy ourselves up.’ Mum got up, her breasts bouncing. Pauline kissed me.

‘Thanks, bro.’ I wasn’t sure what she was thanking me for, but what the hell.

Jim emerged from the shower, a towel covering his obvious erection, to find the three of us in the kitchen preparing lunch. Mum and Pauline were naked, I had modestly donned shorts.

‘Hi lover!’ My sister trilled at him. ‘Sleep well?’

‘Huh? Oh, yeah, too well. I must have been well pissed last night. How long have you been up?’

‘Oh, not long. We’ve had a lie-in too, haven’t we?’

We sat down to bread and salad and all the other stuff in the fridge which needed eating up. Clearing away, Jim said, ‘Well, what shall we do this afternoon, on our last day? Sightseeing? Beach? Shopping?’

With an evil grin my mother plucked away his towel, his huge erection springing forth. She grabbed it before he had a chance to escape.

‘I want to fuck all afternoon,’ she said blatantly.

Pauline put her arms around me and pressed her breasts into my back. ‘So do I,’ she said.

Jim’s mouth fell open. God only knows what was going round in his mind. My mum pulled his cock insistently towards the bedroom. ‘Come on, I’m hornier than a goat ...’ He looked back to see Pauline sliding my shorts down and grasping my straining cock in both hands. ‘In my arse,’ she said. ‘Deep and hard. On the table.’

My sister lay back on the kitchen table and pulled her thighs up to her chest. As I quickly oiled up her anus and pushed my way in, I could hear my mother’s cry of bliss as Jim’s mighty cock skewered one of her well-used orifices. It was going to be an enjoyable afternoon ...

I’m afraid I rather overdid it. After so many orgasms that morning, my cock was in that happy state where I could maintain my erection for hours without climaxing. I reamed Pauline’s arsehole remorselessly, holding her hips to stop her sliding off the table, until there were tears in her eyes and her poor teenage sphincter was red and raw. When I withdrew it stayed wide open, a black circle between her pale buttocks.

Eventually I took pity on her and switched to the other side of the table. Pauline hung her head back so that her neck was straight, and I slid my cock in, right down her throat. It was like a sword-swallower. I held her head steady and fucked her throat smoothly and deeply. She had learned fast and didn’t gag or cough.

Finally she pushed me away and struggled up, laughing weakly. ‘We’ll get stuck like this if we carry on much longer!’ She cocked her head. ‘Listen – the grown-ups are still going at it. Why don’t we go and join in?’

Their bedroom was hot and steamy with the smell of sex. Jim lay on his back, my mother, her naked skin beaded with sweat, squatted over him and rose and fell on his huge shaft. I could see her swollen labia sliding up and down its glistening length. The big black dildo and a bottle of lube lay on the bed.

Pauline chortled with glee and knelt between Jim’s legs, peering down to get as close as possible to the point where his cock entered her mother. I straddled Jim’s chest and let her suck my cock eagerly into her hot mouth. Suddenly she moaned loudly and I looked and saw Pauline pushing the end of the dildo against her anus. I scrambled round to watch as my sister forced the huge black cylinder between my mother’s splayed buttocks, twisting it to ease it deeper and deeper. An unbelievable length of plastic disappeared into her bowels.

‘Fuck her with it!’ Pauline whispered to me. ‘I’m going to sit on Jim’s face.’

She crawled round and squatted over his head, lowering her crotch onto his face. An expression of bliss came over her face as her wet pussy lips covered his mouth and nose. She leaned forward and hugged mum, and they kissed sloppily. I held the dildo in place while mum continued to bob up and down, her twin holes filled by two enormous shafts. With my free hand I reached round and located her solid clit surrounded by its juice-covered membranes. I frigged her slowly but firmly, orchestrating her orgasm carefully.

When it came it was loud and all-consuming. I couldn’t imagine what it must have felt like to cum with both holes stretched wide by a cock and a dildo. Pauline must have been on the brink too, driven by Jim’s tongue lashing her puss and anus, for the feel of her mother climaxing in her  arms triggered her own peak. Jim too went over the top; his back arched, his hips drove upwards, forcing every last inch of cock into my mother, and his shouts were muffled by Pauline’s crotch as he emptied his aching balls into mum’s vagina.

The two women collapsed in a heap. I watched as Jim’s cock gradually shrank and started to slide out. My sister freed herself and wormed her way underneath mum until her mouth was under mum’s pussy. It was a sight to remember as trickles of white sperm flowed out of mum’s gaping hole and were eagerly gathered up by the girl’s hungry mouth and tongue. Holding the fluids in her mouth, Pauline pulled me up and directed my straining cock at her mother’s face. She wanked me furiously, and with a feeling of utter relief I achieved a mighty orgasm and blasted copious gouts of thin spunk into my mother’s eyes and nose and open mouth.

We lay on the bed, utterly spent, Mum and Pauline tiredly and messily swapping semen with open-mouthed kisses. Mum still had the big dildo buried in her arse – I think she wanted to leave it there for ever.

‘My god, this family is amazing,’ Jim exclaimed. ‘You’re all nymphomaniacs, mother and daughter are lesbians and the kids are way too young anyway.’

‘You don’t know the half of it,’ murmured my sister languidly. ‘And you forgot to mention that you’ve done some very illegal things with an under-age girl this week.’

‘She forced herself on me, your honour,’ he said, seeing the funny side of it. ‘And what don’t I know?’

‘Oh, like Phil and I have been having sex in every way we can think of all fortnight. And Phil’s fucked mum in every hole. Not to mention the fisting.’

‘What fisting?’

‘My son has fisted me twice so far,’ my mother said casually. ‘He made me squirt each time. I loved it.’

‘And I want to fist you too, mum,’ said Pauline. ‘I just love seeing your pussy opened up with an arm. Maybe I could get both my fists inside.’

Jim closed his eyes and groaned. ‘I don’t believe it!’

Pauline stroked his cum-slick flaccid cock. ‘There’s still some unfinished business, though.’

‘What’s that?’

‘Can’t you guess? Don’t you want to push your massive erection into the too-tight pussy of a fifteen-year-old nympho? Feel her cuming helplessly around your shaft until it floods her pussy with sperm? And then stick it in her ultra-tight, sperm-soaked arsehole?’

‘Pauline!’ my mother said, trying to keep her voice serious. ‘That’s ... too much.’

‘It did the trick, though, didn’t it?’ my sister said, indicating Jim’s newly rigid cock. ‘You can see he likes the idea.’

‘I can’t believe you have lustful thoughts about my daughter. Even if she is a raving nymphomaniac beauty and takes after her mother.’ She cuddled Pauline, cupping her breasts lovingly.

‘Don’t ask me, I’m just a sex toy, here to satisfy any woman who has holes to be stretched,’ Jim said, getting into the swing of things.

‘But seriously, I’m worried that Pauline isn’t big enough. I don’t want to spoil the fun, but I don’t want her to get hurt.’

‘I want to try, Mum,’ my sister said, her voice husky with the thought of it. ‘My pussy’s getting stretched more and more every day, and at the moment I feel so relaxed and open and well-fucked that I’m sure I can take it. I’ll stop if it hurts, promise.’

‘Well, OK then, if you’re sure. But Jim’ll have to wear a condom. I hope the ones you bought are big enough!’

I nipped into our bedroom to fetch them, and mum carefully rolled one down over Jim’s enormous cock. I could see her licking her lips, tempted to suck him off there and then. Fortunately the condom stretched adequately. I hoped that Pauline’s pussy would do the same. I was as worried as mum that in her current hyper-sexed state my sister would do herself some internal damage.

Mum slathered lube over Jim’s latex-clad cock and worked a handful into her daughter’s pussy, making Pauline purr with pleasure.

‘Now then, squat on top of him and let your weight push it in. That’s how I took my first really big cock.’

‘How old were you then, mum?’ said Pauline, getting into position, her knees on either side of Jim’s hips.

‘Younger than you, my darling. Don’t think you’re setting any records here!’

My mother knelt over Jim’s head and lowered her swollen, cum-soaked pussy onto his face. The big black dildo still protruded from her arse.

‘Mmm, not fair! I want to watch!’ he said, his voice muffled by female flesh.

‘You’ll cum far too quick if you watch,’ mum said. ‘There’s some sights that are too much for any man, and a big cock sliding into a little girl is one of them.’ She sat down firmly on his face, leaning forward to give Pauline a wet kiss.

My sister reached out and pulled me against her. ‘Cuddle me, brother,’ she said. ‘I need some help here. Hold my lips wide open.’

I reached down and parted her soft swollen lube-slick labia and she held Jim’s cock upright and lowered herself onto it. I felt the great fat rubber-sheathed organ sliding between my fingers. God it was big. I worried for the safety of my little sister, and I think she did too, for I could feel her trembling.

She moaned as she felt the huge shaft begin to stretch her tunnel. I transferred my attention to her clit, solid and projecting, and also stcuk a finger into her anus just to take her mind off things. I rubbed away and sawed my finger in and out as millimtere by millimeter she forced the column into her.

‘Oh mum,’ she gasped, ‘I’m doing it!’ Mixed with a note of triumph was also a hint of pain. I felt her breathing fast and deep, sinking ever lower into the column of flesh. My fingers tormented her hard little clit. Pauline clutched her mother round the shoulders and shrieked ‘I’m coming!’

Her whole body convulsed, and she sank a couple of inches, yelled loudly and dropped further. Now over two-thirds of Jim’s massive cock was inside her. I griped her hard round the waist to hold her up, afarid that in her orgasmic state she wouldn’t be able to support herself and would do some internal damage. I could feel the climax trhrobbing through her slim body, unrelenting. I imagined her strong pussy muscles clamping down on Jim’s iron shaft, sending waves of pain/pleasure through her. Her head fell forward as if she ewas going to faint.

Jim gave a great muffled shout and his hips jerked as he climaxed. I hoped the condom would hold as his pressurized spunk jetted upwards. When he had finished, I held the base of the condom and lifted Pauline off. She was trembling and shaking and her pussy gaped alarmingly. I laid her dwon on the bed and lay next to her, hugging her as she calmed slowly.

My sister turned her head to me and covered my face in loose wet kisses.

‘Oh god I’m still coming,’ she whispered. ‘I thought I was going to split in half …’

I hugged her tight. We watched as Mum climbed off Jim’s face and carefully unrolled the condom from his flaccid but still large cock. She cleaned his cock thoroughly with her mouth, then tipped her head back and squeezed the contents of the rubber into her mouth. A great stalactite of thick sperm dropped onto her tongue. She grinned at Pauline and some unspoken message must have passed between them, for she leaned over and kissed my sister on the mouth, transferring Jim’s sperm to her. Pauline rolled it round her mouth and swallowed luxuriously.

‘I thought you deserved it, my love,’ Mum said tenderly. ‘You did well there. Does it hurt?’

‘A little bit,’ she said. ‘I think Phil will have to fuck my arse for the rest of the day. You don’t mind, do you?’ she said to me seriously. 

‘Let’s have a look at you,’ said mum, and Pauline spread her thighs wide. My mother inspected her gaping and inflamed cunt carefully.

‘No damage that I can see,’ she said. ‘Does it hurt inside?’

‘Uhuh. Just a sort of ache, almost as if I want to grip on something.’

Mum kissed her. ‘I know the feeling, my love. Believe me, I have that all the time! You’re so like me, it’s almost scary!’

‘I don’t go around with a big dildo stuck in my arse!’

Mum reached behind her. ‘Oops, I almost forgot it was there. I’ll have to get a butt plug to wear, can’t go out like this.’

‘Get one for me too, will you?’ said Pauline. ‘I want to get my arsehole loosened up so that Phil can fuck me there whenever he wants.’