Cool droplets trickled down my back, littering the shower floor with a torrent of water that wasn't quite loud enough to drown out my racing thoughts, echoing like gunshots in my brain. I couldn't possibly be dreaming--I would have woken up by now. On the other hand, how could any of this possibly be real?
After spending the last few years shamelessly pining after my own Mother, I had been given experiences that my wildest imagination couldn't match. If intimately exploring Mom's body wasn't a big enough surprise, waking up to a double-blowjob from her and Aunt Caitlin certainly was!
Now, curiosity struck me as I pondered what the rest of the day might hold. I'd gone to bed knowing that the dynamic between Mom and me would take some adjustment, but nothing could have prepared me for the mental gymnastics I'd need to ready myself for Aunt Caitlin, too. I could hear the two of them gabbing excitedly in the kitchen. The status quo had been altered, I knew, and as soon as I stepped out of the shower, I would be entering an entirely different world.
I was learning about my Mother, the woman behind the veil that she'd kept hidden from me, finding this new person to be the embodiment of the same love she had always shown me, expressed in a physical form. Through this new lens, I understood that this was her revealing her truest self to me, and my eager acceptance had only served to encourage her to explore those desires.
Accepting her transformation made Caitlin's attitude all the more believable--they are sisters, after all. The more my Mother displayed her tendency towards carnal affection, the easier it became to conflate her new image with the one I had developed over many years. This wasn't a new woman, this was the same Mother that breastfed me before I could defend myself, taught me how to walk, and burned in my brain her role as an unwavering beacon of compassion whose love knew no bounds.
The juxtaposed visual of her hunched on her knees, trying with all her might to heartily engulf the final few inches of my baby-maker, was slowly becoming less jarring. This was my Mother, she always had been, and I wouldn't change a thing about her.
Where I had been expecting a sense of anxiety when I exited the shower, I was pleasantly surprised to find the fear I'd been dreading had washed down the drain with the soapy water. I took a deep breath and stood on the small rectangular bathmat, feeling the rough material soak up the moisture still clinging to my toes. I enrobed myself with an equally scratchy towel and stood silently, itching to hear a shred of conversation slip between the floorboards.
Nothing greeted me save for the low mumbling of intentionally hushed tones, and I told myself that I was above planting my ear to the bathroom tile just to catch a snippet. Whatever they were talking about must have been slightly above my pay grade.
I left the shower with a trail of waterlogged footsteps that followed me towards my bedroom, though I was sure Mom would forgive my hurry so long as I made up for it later. I threw on the very first t-shirt I grabbed, and a pair of boxers I was nearly too big for, just to make my descent down the stairs come that much quicker.
I heard hurried shuffling coupled with poorly disguised giggles when the stairs creaked underfoot, foiling away my stealthy approach.
"Somebody's finally ready." Mom's voice carried me down the rest of the stairs like I was a cartoon floating towards a freshly baked pie.
"Ready for what?" I was thankful I got the final word out before rounding the corner into the kitchen or my sudden loss of breath would have rendered me speechless.
"For us, silly!" Aunt Caitlin piped up, straightening her back so when she leaned forward, her tits plopped on the kitchen counter with a heavy thud. "How was your shower, Bunny?"
Her alabaster skin was perfectly accented by the dark bathing suit hugging her body, swelling out in all the right places to make my mouth dry up. Her firm nipples formed noticeable peaks under the suit, enticing a fiery curiosity though I had held them in my hands less than an hour ago. The tight fit of her top was forcing the pillowy flesh to bulge out of the sides like two pudgy stress balls being squeezed on either end, intoxicating me to the point of shameless staring. The counter relieved a share of their weight and subtly flattened her massive tits, so they looked like a cream-coloured puddle of jiggly breast meat, perilously teetering on the edge of the counter.
"You don't think this is too small, do you?" She donned a cutesy voice and hoisted her melons by the strings around her neck, briefly swinging the pendulums off her chest before plopping them back down on the counter to re-establish their hefty size with another loud thud. "Your Mom thought you might like it."
Cottonmouth kept my voice at bay, so I nodded wordlessly with an affirmative grunt.
"I told you," Mom teased, stepping behind me and wrapping her arms around me to place a gentle kiss on my neck. "I know what my Son likes."
Mom's breasts pressed against my spine and ignited my nerves with a barrage of shivers. I laid my arms on top of hers as her kisses inched their way up my neck, a sensation made more intense when I closed my eyes to focus on it. "I hope you're ready for today, baby," She whispered so Caitlin couldn't hear, nibbling and flicking her tongue against my earlobe. "We aren't even halfway through."
Christmas morning couldn't rival my excitement at her words!
I turned around and gave Mom my full attention. Our hold did not waver as I lowered my neck to her level and went in for a kiss, testing the waters to see how casually we could step back into our new roles.
Our lips fit together in perfect harmony. I kissed my Mother as though we had just this moment together, shrugging off the existence of the world outside our embrace. Her hand rested against my cheek, fingers teasing the edge of my hairline. She let her tongue playfully dart from between the softness of her lips, searching for a playmate. Pushed forward against the eager explorer, I tangled my tongue with hers, letting the slippery snakes dance together, backed by the sounds of sloppy spit swapping and poorly hidden moans.
"You two are something else." Caitlin tapped her metal straw against the rim of her glass, freshly emptied.
Mom instinctively snapped away from me like we'd been caught, but released her tension when she was reminded who was with us in the kitchen. She rested her head against my chest and breathed deeply, giving my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Fuck, I forgot you were there, Cait." She chuckled.
My Aunt threw her hands in the air. "Seriously?"
Mom nodded bashfully, gazing up at me with a bonfire of lust brightly illuminating her eyes. "He's just..."
"Perfect," I finished for her, though she knew I wasn't referring to myself--her uncontrollable blushing gave that away.
"I swear if I have to get naked already, just to get your attention, I'll do it!" Caitlin threatened sarcastically.
She walked to refill her drink, swaying her hips side to side with enough exaggeration that it could catch a blind man's eye. The razor-thin line of her bikini bottom sat high on her waist, disappearing when it reached her bouncy ass cheeks and was swallowed from sight between the plump globes. The tiniest sliver of her slit could be seen poking out from between her quaking cheeks, but the black fabric hugging her bulging mound obscured a direct gaze at the prize I longed for.
I was convinced another few steps would cause Caitlin's boobs to burst out of their impossibly small prison, but she made it to the alcohol cabinet in one piece. I didn't know what she was looking for, but it must have been at the very back of the cupboard. She balanced on her toes and stuck her ass out until she nearly lost her footing, expertly poised to flaunt her delicious curves.
Caitlin grabbed a bottle of wine and spun on her heels, examining the label as though she wasn't aware my Mother and I were entranced by simply watching her walk around.
"You know," she unscrewed the lid and poured a healthy dose of medicine into her glass, which was still sporting the legs leftover from her last serving. "In some countries, it's considered rude to stare."
"Yeah, and in some countries, it's considered taboo to waltz around like a half-naked floozy in front of your Nephew." My Mom winked at me, earning ire from her Sister. "Some countries, I mean. Definitely not this one."
"Hardy har har," Caitlin bellowed, throwing her head side to side to embellish the sarcasm. "I don't care what's taboo in any country. I wanna have fun today so that's what I'm gonna do. Sean, lotion!"
I snatched up the tube she pointed to and held it like it contained the meaning of life, dumbly repeating "lotion" as I, a deer caught in the headlights, stared helplessly at her revealing outfit.
"See?" Caitlin raised an eyebrow and waltzed towards the patio door. "He's ready."
She slid the glass barrier open and stepped out into the sunshine, taking a moment to soak in the warmth before extending to me her hand. "Join me?"
I looked eagerly at my Mom for affirmation. "Gooooo," she said, rolling her eyes with a fiendish smile. "Entertain her."
"Are you sure? What about breakfast?" I asked, again quite dumbly.
Mom handed me an apple from the fruit bowl and pointed to the corner cupboard. "Get a protein bar or something, but hurry! Caitlin already ate, remember? She isn't gonna wait for you to do the same."
"I can wait for you!" I tried to insist, but Caitlin hooked her arm around mine and dragged me across the threshold into the glare of the afternoon sun.
"I still need a drink, and so do you! Go with your Aunt; I'll bring us something strong." She patted my bum on my way out the door, exchanging a knowing glance with her Sister that I was likely not supposed to see.
Drinking before noon wasn't typical of my Mother, but then again, none of this was.
"Did you bring the lotion? I only use this new natural brand, it's way safer and, in a pinch, works pretty well as a makeshift lube." Caitlin sat sideways on one of the many lounge chairs around the pool, patting behind her to invite me to join. "If I come home with too dark of a tan, your Uncle is gonna start asking questions, so let's try to make sure that doesn't happen, okay?"
"Sure thing, Aunt Caitlin." I scooched behind her, laying my legs on either side of her like I was preparing for a bear hug. "Where should I start?"
Caitlin untied the string around her neck and clasped an arm around her tits to stop the behemoths from escaping their cage. "Right here, Bunny. Can't have uneven lines, can we?"
Impulse guided my gaze around her tummy, hoping to catch a glimpse of the tidal wave of breast meat she was struggling to hold back.
"Boy, you sure are impatient, aren't you?" Caitlin chirped. "You take after your Mother."
"I do?" I squirted lotion into my hands and rubbed them together to warm it.
"You sure do."
"How?" I rubbed both hands against her skin and felt the knots in my stomach unwind. Her skin was flawlessly smooth, letting me glide down her neck over her slim shoulders like sculpted marble.
"You don't think your Mother just up and turned into a Mommy-slut out of the blue, do you?"
Truthfully, I hadn't thought about it. "I guess not, no."
"Exactly! So, who do you think taught her to channel that inner lust fiend into something awesome?" Ego was peppered throughout her words, but it was more than enough to inflate them. "I'm sure she's a great Mom--"
"The best." I cut in.
"Oh, of course, you would say that Bunny." She blew me a kiss. "But before she was the best Mom in the world, she was my slutty little Sister, and I was--"
"Her slutty older Sister?" I laughed, but Caitlin's death glare made me rethink my words. "I meant her slutty...experienced Sister?"
"Much better, thank you, Bunny."
Intrigue got the better of me but didn't stop me from massaging my Aunt like I was trying to decorate her skin with fingerprints. "So, what did you, like...do together?"
Caitlin cackled and almost lost control of her breasts. "What didn't we do? The only thing your mother ever said no to was anything involving her ass."
Urgent curiosity formed in the pit of my stomach. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, at this point I'm not sure if anything is too graphic, but we were each other's first kiss. We went down on each other almost every night, for crying out loud! If you wanna know how to push Sophie's buttons, just ask."
"Her...ass..." I couldn't muster a complete sentence. "She, like, never even let you near it?"
"A handful of times, but just barely. You're lucky she promised it to you--that's a tall order."
If Caitlin had been looking at me, she would have gained a glimpse of my soul trying to stop itself from exploding out of my body. I had both my hands on her hips, holding her firmly as I slid them over her ribs and drew a line directly under her bust. "She said that?"
"You didn't know? I knew she wouldn't tell you. That's classic Sophie."
By now, Mom and I were all but an open book, so I wondered what could be holding her back when she had been the one to invite Caitlin here and move us in this direction. "Why didn't she let you?"
"Play with her asshole?" My Aunt was nothing if not blunt. "Every time we tried she was either too uncomfortable, or in too much pain."
"Won't I hurt her, then?"
"Brag much, Bunny?" Caitlin craned her neck to peek around her back and see my slowly stiffening boner poking her in the spine. "Actually, come to think of it, you probably will. But she promised me I'd get to help if I came by today, and I don't let people break promises."
"I wonder if she ever let Dad, uh, back there."
"She did, a couple of times, but I don't even think you were born yet, so it's been a very, very long time for her."
"Then why would she even want to try with me?"
Caitlin shrugged and proceeded to swell my heart three sizes too big. "I dunno, Bunny, I guess she just loves you that much."
Damn.
"Ahem!" A voice came bellowing from behind us. "You wouldn't happen to be talking behind my back, would you?"
I turned around to see my Mother, in all her undeniable glory, leaning against the doorframe with a dark red drink in each hand. It took a moment to sink in, but I soon realized that the bikini she now had on was the same one she'd been wearing in the photo that ignited this entire journey. Caitlin put a finger under my chin and closed my slacked jaw to save it from colliding with the floor.
Mom's breasts were searching for a way out of her top, but it was glued so tightly to her chest that they were pinned down by the garment and had to settle for spilling breast meat over the sides. Every dainty step her cute little feet took across the concrete would shift her weight and cause both of the heavy balloons to bump together. Two pearly white juggernauts, crashing into one another like a boob tsunami, each brazenly daring the sun to tan their porcelain glow. I could see the swell of Mom's juicy bottom curve out around the edge of her legs, reinvigorating the idea that I may be getting up close and personal with it quite soon.
"Wow, Mom, you look amazing." I was entranced by every agonizing second that she spent striding towards me, dramatically rocking her hips side to side.
"I do?" she said sheepishly, feigning shyness. "I just thought I'd throw this old thing on to see how it looks."
"It looks," I poured over her body, head to toe, "really, really fantastic. You look fantastic, I mean."
"Thanks, baby." Mom stood next to me with her hips next to my head and handed me a glass of red liquid. "Try this. I used to drink it with Caitlin all the time when we were kids."
"Is that Cooch Hooch?" Caitlin clapped her hands together. "I guess mine is still inside, right? Because I know you wouldn't forget to make me one, right?"
Mom pointed to the full glass of wine sitting on the table, earning nothing more than a dissatisfied grunt from Caitlin. "Fine, I'll make my own." She downed the rest of her drink and stormed off towards the kitchen to fix another.
Mom placed her hand in my hair and rested my head against her hip. My eyes closed as I let any sense of reality drift away with the cool, crisp breeze, escaping from my body like someone had pulled my soul out with a vacuum. Mom smelled like oranges with a touch of vanilla. It had always been my favorite and the nostalgia collision drove me straight down memory lane.
"I love you, Mom." I smiled through a sigh.
She nuzzled her nose against the top of my head and stroked my cheek. "I love you too, baby. Very, very much." She kissed my forehead and rested her hand on my shoulder to balance as she sat on the nearest lounge chair.
Silence befell us, but it carried no awkwardness. Just being in the presence of a woman as special as my Mother, feeling such undivided closeness with her, was the most comfortable I had ever felt. I knew whatever came next would be monumental and, though trepidation plagued me with every new revelation, I knew that if I was with Mom it would all turn out alright.
"So, uh, what's in this?" I raised the glass of Cooch Hooch to my eyeline and made a show of examining it top to bottom. "And why the hell did you give it such a weird name?"
Mom took a slow sip of her drink and held her with both hands. "Well, every time your Aunt and I drank it we loosened up a little...sometimes a lot. I think it's a bit too on-the-nose, but you know Caitlin--she loves to be direct."
"Loose meaning?" I pried for an answer.
"Meaning exactly what you think it means, young man." She gave me a playful kick and grinned devilishly as she took another sip. "I wasn't always a Mother, you know."
"Aunt Caitlin was just telling me about that, actually." Now I had her attention.
"I knew my ears were burning, but what does that mean?"
I shrugged. "Exactly what you think it means."
Mom narrowed her eyes at me. "I know it comes easy for you, but don't get cute. What did she tell you?"
"She said precisely what you were too timid to say!" Caitlin said, coming hurriedly towards us, arms bowed out so she wouldn't spill her drink. "Sorry, I spilled a bit, but I wanna be here for this."
Mom stared at me with her head cocked at a slight angle. "What did she tell you?" I think she was afraid she already knew the answer.
"Well, she uh, Caitlin I mean, told me that you made her a promise that if she showed up today--"
"You already told him!" Mom squealed in annoyance, scrunching her face up and glaring at her Sister with a frustrated pout. "I wanted to tell him!"
"You took too long!" Caitlin insisted. "It just slipped out. I'm sorry, Soff, but if it makes you feel any better he seemed shaken to the core that I even mentioned it, so you're not gonna have to ask him twice. He's really excited!"
Mom whipped around to face me. "You are?"
I nodded.
"Oh...well, I guess that's settled." Then, to Caitlin, "Part of me was kind of hoping you'd forget but--"
"I never forget!" Caitlin cheered herself on. "Come on, be honest, you're a little bit excited too."
I could see in Mom's eyes that her nerves were diluting whatever excitement she may have had. She may have been interested in attempting it, but her history gave me the impression that it would be a steep uphill battle. "Mom, if you're too scared, we don't have to do it."
"She's not getting out of it that easily," Caitlin taunted. "A promise is a promise, right Soff?"
Mom took a concentrated breath. "You're right." She laid a hand on my knee and gave it a comforting squeeze. "I'll be okay, as long as you're gentle."
"Gentle sounds good." I was just thrilled there was any option on the table that included anal with my Mother. If she wanted me to be gentle, that's what she would get.
I could tell the anticipation was weighing heavy on Mom, so I sought to distract her. "It's really sunny out--do you want me to get your back, Mom?" I was already reaching for the lotion.
"Sure, why not? I could use some color, but last time I fell asleep out here I paid the price for weeks." She lay face down on the lounger, untethering the string keeping her bikini top around her neck.
I warmed the lotion up between my palms as best I could, examining Mom's body for a place to start. She wagged her butt back and forth as she awaited my touch, writhing under the anticipation. I wanted to dive right into the doughy mounds but knew patience would be the better path.
My hands began at her waist, thumbs digging into the small of her back with my fingers curling around her sides. I moved my hands up towards her spine and pushed out a hearty groan; clearly, I was doing something right. I rubbed my hands up farther until I reached her shoulders, then pulled a wide U-turn and descended the smooth sides of Mom's well-toned torso, down to the large swell of her ass cheeks. Her legs were pressed together, making the mountain of quivering flesh bulge out as far as it could while foiling my attempt to peek underneath to catch a glimpse of her hidden hole.
Caitlin had taken to sunbathing, and though she was right next to us, it felt like she was a world away. She hadn't said anything in ages, so I understood that she was giving us some alone time so I could admire my Mother's body.
Mom's skin was soaking up the lotion, like it had found an oasis in the desert. I would have been content to spend the day massaging Mom's luscious curves, but I dared myself to go further. I crouched over her legs, so I had a more comfortable angle and expected her to ask what I was doing, but she said nothing. Instead, she waited for my next move.
I placed a hand on either leg right above her knees and slowly worked them upwards, so my thumbs pressed against the insides of her thighs. Her skin was incredibly soft, molding under pressure like memory foam no matter how softly I dug in. The thin line of her bikini was nestled snugly against her slit, disappearing between her chubby bottom so only the tail was visible at the top.
My hands settled underneath the giant globes and kneaded them, pushing her cheeks against each other so they would bulge out just before being spread apart again. The heat between Mom's legs rolled over my fingers, teasing me with treasure that lay behind the thin fabric barricade that separated us, radiating as if a small sun was trapped inside of her, enticing me to find it.
Both hands had a firm grip on Mom's ass, squishing the pudgy cheeks so the soft dough oozed like putty through my fingers. I timidly spread them apart, waiting to be scolded, but was instead given free reign over Mom's body. It took some effort to keep a hold as Mom's skin was slick from the lotion, and even with the seductive glimmer it gave her rounded bottom, I partly wished I could gain better traction to spread her open. I was forced to juggle my grip back and forth as my hands slid around the slippery surface, giving Mom the massage she wanted, but still getting something out of it for myself.
I pushed my thumbs up against the outer ring of Mom's asshole and spread her from there. The deeper venture between her cheeks surprised her, and she gasped accordingly, but I was determined to hold the upper hand. I opened her as wide as I could, letting the cool breeze flutter against her. Her asshole was scarcely covered by her bikini, and the wider I stretched her, the more it winked at me from beneath the tiny string. A trace of lotion from my thumbs had spread on the outer rim of her puckered ring, giving the tight, puckered hole a subtle shine that I was hypnotically drawn into.
I pulled the bikini string aside with one hand, keeping an eye on Mom to see if she would react, but she gave me nothing. I obeyed my instinct and tugged it as far away from her body as I could. It wrapped around my thumb so I could still use both hands to play with her bum, but I wasn't satisfied yet. Mom gave her booty a small shake to encourage my advances and I humbly obliged.
With the final obstacle out of the way, Mom's holes opened to me. Her vagina, a robust, bright pink, was spread even wider than her ass. Slick, sweet juice coated her entrance and turned her once-delicate passage into a gooey, slippery mess, with strands of honey reaching from one side of her stretched-out hole to the other. Whether intentional or not, Mom was clenching her holes in a steady rhythm that lulled me into a sense of serenity, hypnotized by her ritualistic squeezes. Even with her ass spread this wide, Mom had no trouble flexing her strengths, no doubt to impress me with her elasticity, but all I saw was a pulsating tunnel aching for something it could cling to.
I was so focused on touching my Mother that I clued out for a second when she slid the bottle of lotion over the curve of her bottom and pointed the nozzle directly above her puckered asshole. The bottle pumped out a healthy dollop right against the wrinkled donut, which began trickling down over the bumpy surface while leaving a subtle trail of chalky white lotion in its path.
I thanked my lucky stars that Caitlin brought this all-natural lotion, as I couldn't see myself getting inside of Mom without it. After liberally spreading the deposit around Mom's clenched ring, I knew the easy part was over. Her butthole was an immaculate jewel glistening in the sun, with each tiny crack filled with slippery lotion that let me glide seamlessly over the raised rim, rubbing my finger against the tunnel like I was trying to shine it to an even brighter gleam. Mom was letting out cute little moans every time I pushed against her tender backdoor, and after a few minutes she began thrusting her hips back to meet me.
Mom's head was buried in her arms. Hair covered her face so I couldn't see what she was feeling, so I pried. "Mom, are you okay?"
She gave a hurried nod and wiggled her ass again, urging me to continue.
A gentle nudge lodged the tip of my thumb inside the first ring of Mom's asshole, and she clenched up like she was trying to snap it off. I could feel the second, deeper muscular ring spasming as it realized it was next, but the sensation of being hugged by Mom's slippery pocket was already overwhelming. My dick was about to rip a hole in my shorts, but I told myself the benefits of exercising self-control would show themselves in time, so I focused on trying to make Mom feel as good as possible.
I inched deeper into Mom's ass at a snail's pace. Partly to help her get comfortable, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't enthralled by the feeling of every individual ridge, every velvety soft wall and gooey corner surrounding my finger like a steamy, sticky blanket.
At last, I felt my knuckle meet the stretched-out hole. The tension being put on the inner ring was making Mom uncomfortable, and she squirmed harder the deeper I went. Rather than force it, I curled my thumb and put more pressure against one side of her tunnel, and began sliding out, stretching her the entire way. I could feel an unbelievable heat blazing inside her core, and as I edged back inside, it only grew hotter.
It felt like I'd found a hidden layer that was begging to be opened. As I slid my thumb farther, I found that the texture of Mom's insides began to change. The wrinkles disappeared and were replaced by an unfathomable softness, wrapping my thumb in a fleshy, velvet sweater. She clung tirelessly to my finger but followed my manipulation with every push and pull like she was trying to teach her insides to shapeshift. Half my thumb vanished inside my Mother's asshole, and with a final push, her muscles finally lost their will to fight. She was loosened to the point where, even though she wasn't ready, my entire thumb could slide the rest of the way into her bottom.
"Oh, oh, oooooh!" Mom squealed; her knuckles white as she gripped the chair with stiff limbs. "Baby, oh my god, that feels so weird, what the hell are you doing back there?"
"Just stretching you. Gentle, remember?" I bent down and kissed one of her quivering cheeks, leaving behind a small hickey. "Can I move my finger around?"
"I...I guess so?" Mom's voice was two octaves higher than I was expecting. Her grip on the chair, and on my finger, had only gotten tighter when she was faced with my whole thumb in her ass.
I wiggled my thumb up and down against Mom's soft anal walls, hoping to soften the anaconda vice in which I was trapped. Some of the tension lifted, so I began sliding my finger out, but I hadn't even made it to the nail before Mom was squealing and forcing her asshole shut with all her might.
"Uuuuhhhh, that feels...oh my god! Sean, baby, that feels so weird!" she cried out, kicking her legs against the lounge as an act of resistance. I wasn't sure if she meant to eject me, but her sudden squeeze pushed my finger out of her asshole in an instant. Mom tucked her knees underneath her chest and groaned, rocking back and forth. "Fuuuuuck, that was...I was not expecting that."
"Did it hurt?" I asked.
"A little bit, mostly when you went in a bit deeper. But when you pulled it out, even a little bit...it's so strange to feel that and know that it's just your finger." I knew what she meant, and I didn't pry further.
"It could've been worse," Caitlin chimed in, sucking down the last of her Cooch Hooch. I had completely forgotten she existed. Hell, I had forgotten that time itself existed. For how long had I been playing with Mom's ass?
"How so?" Mom grumbled, rubbing her cheeks with a pout.
"He could have used that thing." Caitlin lowered her sunglasses and leered at my erection, standing proudly at attention to form a large tent in my shorts. "Just imagine that, huh?"
"I'm trying not to," Mom lamented, rolling onto her back to stare up at the clouds. "Okay, baby, I think I'm all lotioned up. Maybe we could go for a swim now? I need something to soothe my poor butthole."
I wasn't sure if Mom was playing up the pain to avoid trying again later, but I took comfort in knowing that Caitlin wouldn't allow such trickery.
Whether from the blazing sun, or a sore bum, we were all forced into the pool for one reason or another. I casually swam laps around the pool and let my mind wander for a few minutes, only to find that it landed back at the same place every time. The alcohol had started to take effect, and every thought seemed to make me more excited for the day to play out as the anxiety, as reasonable as it was, washed away. Water blocked out any sound from reaching me, and I felt at peace kicking my way through the water.
As I felt myself slowly succumbing to whatever powerful alcohol my Aunt had fed me, I heard her and Mom doing the same. Nothing could stop them from bickering and having alcohol plus a man to squabble over was turning them back into petty teenagers.
I lifted my head out of the water just in time to see Caitlin cackle as she splashed my pouting Mother. "Who's soaking wet now?" she taunted without mercy, leaving very little subtlety as to what they were arguing about.
"Oh, you wanna know who's wet?" Mom sent her own furious tidal wave at her Sister and nearly knocked the drink out of her hand. "Both of us, now, you ditz!"
Caitlin downed the last of her drink. "It is so on!" She lunged at Mom and the two began playfully trying to push each other under the water. Part of me wanted to intervene, but a much bigger part of me wanted to watch two beautiful women fighting in skimpy bathing suits.
Mom splashed Caitlin with a wave and used it as a distraction to launch her own attack, clinging to her Sister's waist and dragging her below the water in a bout of hectic thrashing. When they resurfaced it was clear who was winning: me.
Aunt Caitlin had pulled Mom's suit down far enough that one of her breasts had fallen out, while Mom had been rough enough to completely strip Caitlin's top off so that it was bunched up just below her boobs. Neither woman so much as flinched, despite their nudity, whereas I felt like a bomb would go off in my stomach at any second.
They dove at each other a final time and fought for what seemed like a half-hour before each retired to their respective sides of the pool. Caitlin had not bothered to put her boobs away, and Mom had completely lost the bikini top that had barely been keeping her contained to begin with.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Caitlin raised an accusatory tone and cracked a smile through her labored breathing.
"Maybe," Mom shot back, resting on her elbows on the poolside. "But so did you."
"Maybe, maybe not." Caitlin turned her attention back to me. "Didn't your Mother ever teach you not to stare?"
I rolled my eyes and swam between them. "I think we're well past that by now."
Bright rays of sun brought out the best in both women, highlighting the beads of water dripping off the swells of their enormous breasts with the rise and fall of their heavy breathing. Even from a standing position their boobs were nearly touching the water, and I wanted nothing more than to have my hands back on them. The cool breeze was giving their nipples reason to stiffen, and picturing bouncing back and forth between mom's tiny, pink rubbery nubs to Aunt Caitlin's fat, chocolate brown caps was making me dizzy.
Sensing my urgency, Mom gestured towards the house. "Should we go inside before we get burned?" She turned to rise out of the water and kicked her legs until her bum left the pool, causing her bottoms to cling to her thick booty.
Underestimating your opponent is never a good move, and Mom gave Caitlin the window she needed to secure her victory. She leapt across the pool as soon as Mom's back was turned and looped her thumbs into either side of her bathing suit. Before my Mom could exit the pool, she was completely bottomless. Her ass rippled and sprayed water in every direction as it broke the surface tension and rose from the pool, displaying tan lines that looked too perfect to be an accident. My brain was recording in slow motion so I could remember every detail later.
"Caitlin, what the fuck!" She dove back underwater with a squeal, scanning the neighboring houses to see if anyone had caught a glimpse. "I know these people; I can't have them see my Sister stripping me in front of my Son!"
Caitlin loaded the bikini bottoms on her fingers like a slingshot and sent them off towards the house, far out of reach. "Oopsie! Sorry, Soff."
Mom glared angrily at her before realizing she had an ace up her sleeve. "Sean, baby, could you get those for Mommy?" Her eyes pleaded with me, but I was too afraid of Caitlin's wrath to take a side.
"Don't drag him into this. Be a big girl," She teased, untying her suit so she could wiggle out of it easier. She threw it beside Mom's bottoms and stood, fully naked, in all her glory. "Your move."
In a word, she was beautiful. In many more words she was so astonishingly sexy that I had to double down on my effort to swallow the lump in my throat.
Caitlin's chest was bedazzled with thousands of water droplets, reflecting the sun, and striking her with a heavenly glow that perfectly embodied her vibrant, sexual aura. Her skin was smoother than marble, save for the small goosebumps evoked by the same breeze that tickled her nipples until they hardened like bullets. Each of her milk bags hung low against her belly, but her areolas had me locked in a staring contest. The rubbery, brown surface made my mouth water when I pictured sucking them into my mouth and flicking my tongue over her nipples.
Unlike Mom, Caitlin sported no tan lines. Her body was one uniform color from head to toe, the only exception being her dark pubic hair, trimmed neatly above her slit. Her pussy bulged out from the way she was standing with her hips pushed forward, showing off how round and juicy her mound was. I could see her petals poking through her lips, and I couldn't wait to see how different she felt compared to my Mother.
Mom sheepishly scanned the windows again and, convinced we were as alone as we could be, undid her top all the way. The two goddesses were matched in their daringness, and I was the one soaking up the reward.
Caitlin caught me staring but said nothing. Rather, I watched an idea take hold of her that she seemed eager to share. "Bunny, could you do something for me?"
I nodded.
"Could you go inside and take a seat on the couch? We'll be in soon, I promise."
I jumped out of the pool and would've forgotten to dry off if Mom hadn't called after me, but I was too eager to see what Caitlin had in store to be thinking clearly. As I stepped inside, Caitlin whispered something to Mom, and Mom tensed up in response.
My mind was racing, but I tried to stay grounded. I took my shorts off and hung them in the laundry room, wrapping a towel around myself to maintain the sliver of modesty I had left. The house was quiet, but it didn't stay that way for long. Caitlin entered shortly after Mom and I, and Mom darted towards the stairs without so much as a glance in my direction. Neither of them had gotten dressed, giving me a chance to catch Mom's bottom jiggling behind her as she shuffled upstairs.
"She'll be okay. She's gotta take care of something." Caitlin winked, standing in front of me with her hands on my temples. Stark naked and still dripping with water, Caitlin was threatening to take the spot of the "sexiest woman in the world," but her competition was stiff.
Caitlin towered over me, breasts eclipsing the ceiling lights and shrouding me in shadow. I was eye level with her belly button, giving me my first close up of the beauty between her legs. My Aunt wasn't shaven like Mom, her dark brown hair trimmed so it rested in a neat tuft on top of her mound in a perfect triangle, accenting the fat, bulging lips below. The whole length of her slit was visible, with hints of pink pussy meat peeking out from between the smooth, wet folds. "You and I have something to take care of too. Don't we, Bunny?"
My hands answered for me. I planted them under her ass and cupped both of her swollen cheeks, shaking the plump mounds back and forth so they clapped together. I eagerly climbed farther up until I had one enormous globe in each hand. I dug my fingers in and felt her softness give way with the lightest touch, oozing around me like the inside of a toasted marshmallow. I playfully swatted one fat cheek as I kissed her belly button, and she winced a little.
"Are you gonna play nice?" Her hands tousled my hair.
"Do I have to?" I didn't look up for an answer. I slapped her ass harder and felt both cheeks quaking like a bowl of vanilla pudding. I pulled her into me and lowered my head, placing my next kiss right at her waistline.
She pulled back before I could kiss any lower, but not enough to break our hold. "Not yet! This is about you."
"What is?" I tried again to kiss my way down her body despite her weak reluctance.
She finally broke away and knelt, taking the corner of my towel in her hand. "Just trust me, Bunny. I'm gonna get you ready for your Mom."
Aunt Caitlin slowly opened the towel and let it fall beside me, taking her time as she did. I was starting to get hard, and she wanted to get me there; I could see it in her eyes. Without averting her gaze, she lifted her hand and filled it with a healthy gob of saliva. Her fingers worked the lube around her palm for a second before she reached towards me.This was far from the first time her hands had been on me, but I still felt palpable anticipation building in the pit of my stomach. My dick throbbed reflexively as she neared me, waiting anxiously to feel her slippery fingers wrap around me.
She circled her hand around the head of my cock, squeezing it gently as if to wake it from a deep slumber. Caitlin's hand rotated in a calm, measured pattern as she worked her way around the head, making sure the entire helmet was slick before she bent down and spat another mouthful onto it. The bubbles trailed down my shaft, Caitlin's hand following close behind them. She gripped me with focused intention, making sure that every methodical pull inflated my bulbous helmet a little more, coaxing blood to my purple crown with every stroke.
While one hand stayed circled around the head, Caitlin made use of her other to gingerly squeeze my balls, rolling them back and forth between her fingers, gently tugging my sack towards the floor. She used a fingernail to tickle my perineum like a feather, exploiting a weakness I had never been aware of that made me grateful I was sitting down.
It didn't take long before the whole shaft was sparkling and drenched, gleaming with a thick layer of homemade lube courtesy of my Aunt. Even my balls were treated to tiny beads of saliva running over them and sending shivers through my entire body. I flexed impulsively, begging for more attention from her master handiwork.
Caitlin pushed me back against the couch and climbed beside me, her hand still securely fastened on my cock. Her face hovered just above mine, teasing me with a kiss that she didn't yet plan to give. Every tiny manipulation elicited such extreme reactions that I knew Caitlin was probably relishing the feeling of complete control. Her smile rode the line between playful and evil, giving me enough pleasure to feel like I could orgasm at any moment, without giving me that final push.
I was a worm writhing on a hook, pushing myself into the couch in search of relief from her onslaught of slippery tugging. She cooed and leaned into my ear so her soft lips pressed against the nape of my neck, sending lightning through my body that bounced around like an echo in a cave. "Does Bunny's cock feel good?"
"Y-yes," I choked out, eyes glazing over. It felt weird having her call me that at first, but as with everything today, I was quickly growing used to it.
"Do you wanna come for me?" Her words were breathy and hot on my neck. I nodded incessantly, but that's exactly what she wanted. "I know you do, but you gotta wait for your Mommy, okay?"
"Fuck, Aunt Caitlin, that's so unfair." I dug my nails into my palms to feel something, anything, other than her slippery fingers gliding over me. "I don't know if I can make it!"
"Oh no, not yet, but I think I have an idea." She giggled as if she knew something I didn't. "Here, is this any better?"
Caitlin tore her hands off me and I sat up in revolt, assuming that we had reached the end of our session. Even though I was playing with fire, I didn't want it to end. "Wait, wait I didn't mean--oooooh, fuck."
Hot, muggy wetness enveloped me and the familiar feeling of a slimy tongue coiling around me released an anvil in my guts. Caitlin was squarely seated between my legs with her hands on either of my thighs, bobbing her head just enough to swallow my engorged plum between her lips with every dip. Her tongue was glued to my frenulum, expertly sliding under the head, and dragging the velvety softness against me every time she took me inside her mouth.
She didn't dare take more than just the head, not yet. Fulfilling her role as an expert tease meant I was still a while away from being allowed to come. Her eyes were trained on mine, wide and innocuous as though it wasn't her Nephew's cock she was slobbering over like a horny teenager. Her gaze filled me with a sense of calm, clearing my mind so that I began to let myself succumb to Caitlin's sloppy guzzling routine.
I could have been seated in a chair made of nails, it wouldn't have mattered. All my normal senses had taken the day off, leaving only what I needed to feel Caitlin voraciously gobbling my cock. Her tongue pushed me to the side of her mouth, nuzzling me up against her plushy cheeks and wiggling free of the meaty intruder. She bettered me with wet kisses, fighting to make room inside her cramped mouth.
Caitlin created a symphony of soft suckling noises underscored by my defeated groaning. I was sure the whole house would have been able to hear if anyone else was home, and smirked at the thought of my Mother upstairs having to hear her Sister sloppily nursing on her Son's cock.
Her lips parted and saliva began to drool out, but she didn't stop it. She let the streams of spit cascade down my pole as she gently dragged me across the roof of her mouth, lazily brushing me across the bumpy surface while meticulously coating me from balls to tip in foamy saliva.
Caitlin took down another inch, careful not to make me come yet but eager to push the limits. She pushed my cockhead against the inside of her cheek and rubbed the ballooning orb over the surface like she was trying to polish the fat egg to a brilliant shine. I marveled at the sight of my drooling Aunt trying fruitlessly to contain the saliva in her mouth as she flicked her tongue over me with a thousand butterfly kisses she couldn't help, or wouldn't resist, letting little dribbles of spit ooze from her open mouth.
Her hands formed a diamond around the base of my sack, capturing my balls so they were pushed out towards her. If she had taken another few inches, she would have been touching them with her chin, and not far after that, her lips would be pressed flush against my smooth sack. Caitlin lightly tugged on my balls as she nursed on my spongy head, fighting the urge to put me in her throat as she had earlier.
"Ca you tae moe?" Her words were full of hope, and I didn't want to let her down, but being trapped inside her mouth while she spoke had unintended side effects that made it hard to not come on the spot. Her entire mouth vibrated around me, bouncing me around so that I bumped against every wet and slippery corner as she tried to speak without letting me slip out.
"Can I take...more?" I knew what she had said, but I needed a second to process what "more" could mean, but I didn't need to wonder for long.
Caitlin tightened her hold around my balls and took a deep breath through her nose, slurping the head one last time before she began her steady descent down the length of my cock. I was almost halfway in when I bumped the back of her throat, and the spongy flesh welcomed me with a loving hug before she inched me deeper. The dull pressure flattening the head of my cock told me she was at her limit, but Aunt Caitlin was nothing if not persistent. She paused, letting her lips work around me, sawing them back and forth while she prodded the back of her throat with my bulging cockhead, trying to find the sweet spot.
We both knew when she found it, as her lips stopped moving and she pulled back just barely enough to capture one final breath before nuzzling my cock flat against her gullet. With a slow, firm push, Caitlin popped me farther down her throat and dipped my cock into the vat of hot, slimy magma boiling at her center. She lurched as I edged down the tunnel, but she didn't release me, giving me a taste of her talent. Each time her body seized up, the throat prison entombing me smothered my cock in a gooey, warm embrace that took all my concentration to withstand. This pattern, along with her slow, tender tugs on my balls, repeated until both of her lips were resting snugly against my pelvis.
I bucked and squirmed, nudging her esophagus with every movement but eliciting no resistance from her. She stayed happily nuzzled against my stomach as she marinated my throbbing erection in a thick, gooey coat of saliva.
Air finally became a necessity so Caitlin unplugged her gullet just enough to breathe, circling one hand around the root of my cock, following her lips upwards as she released me from her clutches. Her hand rapidly jerked up and down my shaft as she focused again on delicately nursing my pulsing head, swirling her tongue around me in time with the slow, deliberate strokes of her hand.
She vacuum-sealed her mouth for one last slurp before relinquishing me with a loud pop! She sank back onto her legs and wiped a sizable gob of drool away from the corner of her mouth.
"I thought that would make you come for sure," she whined, still half excited that she didn't have to stop playing yet.
"It will!" I exclaimed with desperation. "I thought I was supposed to wait!"
"Wait for what?" Mom's familiar voice woke me from my near-orgasmic stupor. She was still naked, but looked even more beautiful than ever.
Her heavy breasts looked divine as they hung over her folded arms, swooping over her tiny limbs like a tidal wave of soft, heavy dough that she could just barely support. The light from the hallway illuminated her silhouette well enough that I could make out the clean-shaven peach nestled between her legs forming a perfect "V," tipped with a small crease where her smooth, pudgy lips started to bulge out. Mom's ass was so incredibly rounded that I could see it swelling behind her, and even though she was facing me, I felt my attention drawn hypnotically to that side of her. Each time her adorable little toes touched down the stairs, it made her bottom quake up and down, rhythmically punctuating each step like a booming bass that made the swollen globes dance around.
"I thought we were waiting, you minx," she chastised her sister, her breasts still dangling over her arms. Her nipples were getting hard, and I knew she was harboring more jealousy than anger.
Catlin's hand continued to stroke me as Mom descended the stairs and knelt beside her. "We were, but then I got excited and I just...really wanted to make him come. Can you blame me?"
"Not even a little bit." Mom fixated her gaze on my cock, no doubt impressed that Caitlin had gotten me so close to the edge without finding it. With her faux innocent Mommy tone fully loaded, her voice dipped my soul in a bath of luscious honey. "Oh, my goodness, he's very, very hard. Did you do this to my sweet boy?"
"You know I did." Aunt Caitlin popped me back inside her mouth to clean up the saliva dripping off me. "Did you do what I told you to?"
My interest piqued as Mom nodded shyly, and I couldn't resist the temptation. "What did you do, Mom?"
"Patience, Bunny." Caitlin shot Mom a knowing look. "I think we should take him upstairs. What do you think, Soff?"
Mom bit her lip for a second, hesitating, but ultimately agreed.
The walk upstairs was one of the longest of my life. Sandwiched between two gorgeous mothers vying for who would use me first made every step feel like an eternity, but Mom's hand squeezing mine assured me that we wouldn't be leaving the bedroom without something special happening.
"Bed, now." Caitlin snapped her fingers and pointed to the edge of the bed for me to take a seat. She turned to Mom and whispered something. Mom nodded, and they both approached me.
We resumed the position we'd had downstairs with both women sitting between my legs, staring at the hulking erection bobbing in their face. The map of sprawling veins that extended up my length pulsed excitedly when so much as a breath passed by, but that anticipation made the moment that much sweeter. My balls were pulled against my body--any more inflation would cause me to burst.
"Where do you wanna start?" Caitlin said to Mom, omitting me from the conversation. The two matronly vultures eyed their prey with hunger surging behind their stare, thrusting me into submission as I waited helplessly for them to decide what to do with me. To me.
Mom's hand caressed my leg as she beamed with pride at my towering erection, but her eyes slowly drifted away from the inflated head and down towards my balls. Her hand followed her gaze as she cupped the tightly pulled sack in a "U" with her hand, pulling the swollen bulge towards her so it seemed to grow before her very eyes.
"I wanna start here. Gotta make sure his cum stays nice and warm." Her logic wasn't great, but if it meant she was going to baste my balls with a torrent of sloppy kisses, I really couldn't complain.
Mom patted the inside of my thigh, and I spread my legs to give her room to lower her head so she could greet my balls with a loving tongue bath. Not to be outdone, Caitlin reminded me why I had nearly come in her mouth so quickly by falling back into her practiced rhythm without missing a beat.
Mom sucked one of my fat orbs into her mouth and dragged her tongue across it, nudging it back and forth with the soft paddle of her tongue as her lips slurped their way towards the second. Her jaw stretched open, and her tongue nuzzled flat against my sack as she sucked like a vacuum, gulping the second sphere into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged out from trying to contain the weighty guests, and she made a show of tapping her fingers against the outside of her cheek to show me just how much she had stuffed inside.
Caitlin paid no mind to her Sister. With her lips stretched around me, and her tongue sliding along underneath, she welcomed me back inside with open arms...well, an open throat, actually. She tenderly gorged on the spongy head, flicking her tongue against the bottom, and loudly sucking to make sure the dripping river of saliva didn't overflow more than she could handle. The stream trickled down to my balls where my Mother was fighting for air, smothered beneath her dick-sucking Sister and her Son's plump ballsack.
Caitlin's spit pooled around Mom's lips, dripping down onto her face the more my Aunt worked on me, but Mom didn't complain. Instead, she used a hand to sweep the lube off her lips and lathered it around the base of my cock, twisting her hand in a spiral to rise and meet Caitlin's lips every time she dipped down.
Both hands were needed for Caitlin to steady herself on my thighs as she fervently thrust my cock to the back of her throat over and over again, so Mom took over the steady stroking that her Sister had so expertly employed.
Caitlin threw herself as far down as she could, ignoring the mess she was making--Mom was there to clean it up. If anything, she probably did a sloppy job on purpose just to make a mess of Mom, as any good sibling would. Mom was still attached to my balls but managed to work her hand in a corkscrew motion around the bottom few inches of meaty dong, gliding through the saliva plastering my length in perfect unison with Caitlin's violent lurches.
Mom's lips gnawed at both balls like she was trying to swallow as much of them as she could without hurting me. Her mouth pressed against my body, so close that I could feel her tickling my taint when she stuck her tongue out below my balls, but that wasn't enough to satiate her. My balls bounced around Mom's tongue blender of a mouth, constantly surrounded by hot, bubbly syrup like she was trying to make sure my cum stayed as warm as it could before I was ready to give it to her.
Caitlin, after a gagging so hard her entire body lurched forward, finally slithered me out of her throat like a long, rigid snake, and took a huge breath. Not keen to waste a single second, her hand took hold of my bloated head and she treated me to tiny squeezes and circles with her palm as she fought to catch her breath.
That brief moment was all Mom needed to switch places. She popped my balls out of her mouth and looked up at me, staring longingly into my eyes. She formed a small "O" with her mouth and made sure that I saw her blowing bubbles with the load of saliva she had saved up, giving a preview of what she had in store for me. "Wanna feel Mommy's mouth on your cock, sweetheart?" she gargled through the mouthful, with a drop of foamy spit edging out of the corner of her lips as she continued to blow little bubbles.
Caitlin giggled and let go of me to grab Mom's head and inch her towards my dick. "Good girl, Soff. Taste your baby boy."
Mom happily obliged, opening the "O" just enough that I could fit the very tip of my rod inside. Without hesitating, she kept her lips clinging to me as she dove downwards and spread the lube down my entire length. She made it almost as far as Caitlin had but, unwilling to come in second place, she stiffened her body and forced down the last inch, choking for air with a harsh gag that sent saliva streaming over my clenched ballsack.
Mom's mouth was unlike any other, even her Sister's. She was boiling hot inside, knew just how to flick her tongue to get me to spasm uncontrollably, and made sure her silky smooth throat walls fit me in a buttery hug. I wondered why more guys didn't let their Mothers suck them off if it could feel this good, but even then, most guys wouldn't also have their Aunt gobbling their balls he way Caitlin could, so I was doing better than most.
The two of them were like a practiced team. Mom would drag me from the depths of her throat, sputtering and gagging, and Caitlin would take over without missing a beat. Two mouths, four hands, combing my body and delivering as much pleasure as they could with every passing second, competing to see who would be blowing me when I finally popped.
If I hadn't recently had my balls drained so thoroughly, I wouldn't be able to last this long, but Mom and Aunt Caitlin were doing their best to pull another orgasm out of me, and I wasn't going to break so easily. I knew something special was coming, and I had to last until I saw what it was.
That determination, however, could only go so far to hold back the inevitable, and I realized quickly that I couldn't hold it in forever. "I need--ooooh fuck--Mom, right there."
My dick was halfway embedded in my Mother's throat, pushed forcefully against her soft tongue and the back of her throat, shallow enough that she could work me in and out without taking a break for air. She found a place and stayed in it, making these adorable little gulping noises every time I bumped against the back of her throat. Her eyebrow raised in surprise whenever she pushed me a bit too deep but she didn't let that break her rhythm.
Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp.
Mom didn't take a single second to herself, devotedly tending to my shamelessly selfish erection as though she was receiving just as much satisfaction from it as I was. Her eyes were closed, and as I watched my Mother's brow furrow as she readied herself to engulf another meaty portion, I realized she wasn't just doing this for me anymore. Even though she made me fit like I'd always been there, I could tell by the way her body stiffened that it was taking everything she had to keep me buried in her gullet when her instincts all begged for her to pause.
Caitlin rose out from between my legs and started stroking Mom's hair, waking her from her blowjob-induced stupor and snapping her attention to me. She brushed strands of Mom's hair off her face so she could clearly see my expression scrunch up every time I brushed her throat.
"What do you need, Bunny?" Caitlin asked softly, gazing deep into my eyes. "Tell your Mommies."
"I need to fuck one of you!" I pleaded with a sense of urgency that diluted any subtlety. "Please, oh my god, you two are unbelievable."
The Mommies shared a congratulatory grin before turning back to me. Caitlin winked at my Mom and gave her a peck on the lips, gesturing with her head that they should get up. They stood above me, and I was dwarfed by their presence. Anything they wanted to do to me, I would let them.
They each took me by the hand and pulled me off the bed to take my place, rolling into position on their backs. Their heavy tits fell to the sides of their chests, laying side by side close enough that the spilling breast meat met in between them and pushed together to make a mountain of titties. Without so much as a word between them, they lifted their legs in sync and pointed their toes to the ceiling.
eyes were drawn to how the wet, puffy clamshells were aching for attention, each glistening with an intoxicating aroma of juices that made my knees weak, as if they released a chemical in the air that turned my muscles to pudding.
Mom's delicate vulva opened its petals and let a glimpse of slippery, pink meat show. My breath caught in my throat as I imagined coming out of that hole so many years ago, stunned that Mom still looked so snug and inviting after pushing out two children. Tiny goosebumps dotted her labia that were begging for my tongue to soothe them, leading up to her chubby mound that looked ripe for leaving hickies. Mom's tightness made sure everything was tucked inside, though I knew once I opened her up, I would be greeted by a steamy, luscious pussy that was ripe for fucking.
Caitlin matched her pose, placing a hand on each knee to open herself as wide as she could, her eyes trained on me, daring me to dive in. Her patch of neatly trimmed brown fuzz was a perfect triangle just above her slit, and I pictured it tickling my nose as I shoved my tongue inside her waiting hole. Her pussy was meaty, with deliciously plump, suckable curtains encircling her dark, swampy canal. Strands of honey were visible even from where I stood, like vines stretching from one side of her sloppy sheath to the other.
I knelt and placed my hands on Mom's legs, pushing them higher. With her legs up, there was just enough of Mom's crease bulging out that I could wedge my tongue between her petals and nestle inside her opening, her delicious honey washing over my tongue as I wiggled inside her cozy tunnel. Juices saturated my tongue, igniting my taste buds with my Mother's uniquely sweet, pungent taste. My tongue trailed up the length of her slit, leaving the tip inside her folds as I rose from her entrance towards her clit. I wrapped my lips around the small nub and pushed my tongue against the bottom, gingerly poking under her hood as I suckled on my Mother's pussy.
Caitlin pouted unhappily, so I quickly shuffled over to her, pushing her legs back just like Mom's, and glided my tongue between her drenched pussy lips, sucking on her labia like I was trying to leave a hickey. I licked up the length of her slit and pushed my tongue against her tiny bud, smoothing over the bump as my thumbs pulled her curtains apart to expose the pearl.
Caitlin's pubic fuzz tickled my nose, but I didn't let that stop me from pushing my tongue as far it would go. I thrust my tongue as deep as I could and moved it in slow, wide circles that brushed against the walls of her plushy pussy. Her legs rested on my shoulders, and she grabbed a handful of my hair so she could grind her pussy against my face, churning up cream from deep inside her that melted on my tongue like butter.
Something nudged my upper lip and I looked up to see Mom's hand moving in circles, fingers parted on either side of Caitlin's sensitive button and gingerly toying with it. "I think your Aunt is getting impatient, baby."
"She is!" Caitlin groaned, parting her legs, and bringing her knees up to her chest, prompting Mom to do the same. "You better stop teasing me, Bunny."
I stood up and soaked in the heavenly sight before me. Two loving Mothers, on their backs, splaying themselves with as much wanton lust as anyone could muster. They held hands as they looked up at me, breasts pressed up against each other, competing for my attention. Each of their milky legs were spread as wide as they could, their knees pulled close to their heads. I drank in the view of my Mother and Aunt presenting themselves as a prize, leaving nothing to my imagination as they pulled and spread to expose every part of themselves to my unwavering gaze.
"So, sweetheart, who do you want to put your penis in first?" Mom swung her heavy tits back and forth across her chest, sending her boobs careening into her Sister. One hand was interlaced between each of the Sisters, but with their respective free hands, they each enacted the same devilish plot to sway my decision.
Mom spread her lips apart for me to get a better view and Caitlin mimicked her, each of them whimpering dramatically to make my decision even harder, which was working wonderfully even if it was just for show. I knew they were enjoying toying with me as a team, and I was happy to be along for the ride.
"I think..." I paused to make sure my decision was sound. Playing tennis with their pussies was only going to make me lightheaded, so I let my gut make the decision. "I think I wanna try Aunt Caitlin first, if that's okay?"
Mom cocked her head at me and opened her mouth a little. "Oh, really? You try your Mother's vagina once and now you wanna move on to better things?"
The panic in my eyes got a laugh out of the Mommies, especially Caitlin. "Don't be jealous, Soff. He just wants to see what he's been missing." She brought her hand down in a couple of light slaps on her pussy mound, making the pudgy hill jiggle in anticipation of its guest. "Besides, you've got a lifetime to enjoy this cock. Let me savor it while I can!"
Mom and I circled Caitlin like a pair of hungry hyenas, Mom at her side and me in front. We had her cornered on the bed with no hope for escape.
As if by instinct, Mom's hand ventured between Caitlin's legs and began rubbing her, toying with her pink button until it stood at attention. Mom gingerly explored her Sister's plump labia, tracing over the outer bulge before her fingers found the honeypot and poked inside, wiggling around the entrance in small ovals. She pulled out and made a "V" with her fingers, prying open Caitlin's slippery lips.
"I think she's ready for you, sweetheart." Mom's voice made my heart flutter, but I wanted to give my attention to Caitlin while she was on display for me.
I grabbed my Aunt by her thighs and pulled her closer to me. She gasped softly and clung closer to Mom's hand, fiercely eyeing her soon-to-be-fucked pussy so she wouldn't miss a second of the action.
I spat into my hand and began to spread it around before realizing that Caitlin didn't need the aid--she was absolutely drenched. She clenched her pussy excitedly as though it were gawking at my dick and wondering how it would fit all of me. Every squeeze ejected a small drop of nectar from her entrance and, after blowing me for so long, she had made an unbelievable mess of herself.
I stepped closer so my cock rested on the small patch of fuzz atop her slit, and my balls were lodged up against her hole so her ceaseless clenching could baste them with honey.
Mom took a break from rubbing Caitlin's clit to take a firm grasp of the stiff appendage bobbing in her face. She left the head exposed as she lowered the piston into place, dragging the engorged purple egg through her lips so I could savor Caitlin's gooey pussy slobbering all over me. We groaned in harmony as Mom pushed and pulled me through her Sister's slit, making sure to nudge her button with each pass, sending shivers through us both.
As she aimed me lower, it became clear how close I was, and I began to feel Mom push me down to line up with Caitlin's tunnel. I didn't even need to push when she made the connection. It was so hard that when Mom held me down and nestled the tip against Caitlin's pussy, my dick couldn't help but try and spring back up to my belly the second she let go. Lucky for me, it didn't work that way.
Mom let go and expected my dick to slap against my stomach, but she had pushed me low enough that I got stuck between Caitlin's juicy folds on the way up, and she did not want to let me go. I flexed hard but couldn't free myself from her clutches, and with each attempt, I only sank deeper. Even with just the head inside of her, it was enough to make every flex drive me against the spongy ceiling of her slippery pussy and farther into her hot, sticky tunnel.
"Push, Bunny!" Caitlin dug her nails into Mom's hand and took a deep breath, clinging to her Sister as she prepared to stretch around me.
Like a stone in a pit of magma, I slowly descended through the smoldering heat of Caitlin's steamy pocket, pushing through a swamp of dripping wet pussy meat like I was trudging through a jungle, brushing against her soft, plushy pink walls as I sank deeper into her. Every few inches felt like I had reached a new layer of heat that made the last seem frigid, and by the time I was halfway in, I felt like my cock was about to melt inside her hot, buttery lovebox.
I knocked against something firm but fleshy and Caitlin's eyes snapped wide open. I held myself deep inside of her, pressed against her cervix, and let her grind on me. Her hips bucked as she used my shoulder and Mom's hand for balance, staring aimlessly at the ceiling while she focused on gyrating her body with me cemented against her cervix. I was deep enough that I could feel Caitlin's patch of pubic fur tickling my stomach, and even with my balls pulled tight to my body, I could feel my Aunt's bulbous ass cheeks caressing them from underneath.
Caitlin's vaginal muscles were milking me for all I was worth, and I wanted to last as long as I could, but she was making it difficult. I felt the first telltale sign of my orgasm building and instinctively pulled my body away from hers, but she wasn't having any of that. She dug her claws into my shoulder until I slumped my full weight onto her chest, releasing the tension in my own body and sandwiching my cock directly against her cervix again.
Pillowy soft breasts enveloped my face, oozing out to the sides to drown me in the plump dough. Her diamond nipples jutted against my chest, and I dipped my head down so I could slip one into my mouth.
Caitlin had very different nipples than Mom, which were tiny and bright pink, but Caitlin's were just as beautiful. Her areolas were fat and dark brown, capping her enormous white milk bags with delectable dark accents that were just slightly larger than the diameter of a soda can. Her nipple popped into my mouth, and I nursed hungrily on the small brown nub, greed enticing me to slurp as much of her bronze areola into my mouth as I could fit.
Caitlin clung to me like saran wrap while she bucked her hips, dragging my cock back and forth across her cervix until she was used to the size. She rested a hand on the back of my head, rooting her fingers in my hair as I nursed from her like I had found an oasis in the desert. I pulled my hips back, slowly, to feel each piece of her stick to me as she tried to pull me back inside.
Reluctant to let me go, but too slippery to get a grip, Caitlin's pussy was hopelessly trying to keep me from sliding out of her. Cool air flicked its tongue against the root of my cock, newly exposed to the breeze. It was so humid inside Caitlin's steamy pocket that I had completely forgotten what the outside world felt like. I was so used to being held in her depths, gooey and hot as an oven, that even a sliver of cool air sent me running back to the safety of her cozy sheath.
I pushed myself back inside with less patience than I meant, and Caitlin audibly voiced her surprise, biting her tongue when she realized how desperate she sounded to have her Nephew pound her. "A-again," she choked out.
I obliged, slowly withdrawing a few inches before slamming my entire length back inside of her. It didn't take more than a few strokes before the veneer of civility was erased and Caitlin was groaning like a bitch in heat. Saturated in her endless flowing juices, I was too slickened to stay inside if she dared to arch her back too much.
Whenever I fell out, a small hand would tenderly wrap itself around me and guide me back into place, patting me on the bum to say "go ahead" once I had slipped back inside. Mom was patiently waiting her turn, watching her Sister experience the same thing she had the night before. Their hands were still glued together, but Caitlin's was stark white in response to her relentless squeezing.
Caitlin and I fell into a steady rhythm for a few minutes once her legs wrapped around me, stopping me from pulling away far enough to slip out. Her heels dug into my butt as she used her powerful leg muscles to drive me against her in sync with my thrusts. My balls were covered by the honey freely flowing from Caitlin's pussy, and the longer we fucked, it seemed like she only made more, constantly making sure I was slick enough to fuck her senseless.
I took charge and wrapped my hands under Caitlin's legs, lifting them so they rested on my shoulders, her feet next to my ears. Her pussy sealed up as soon as I pushed her legs together, and her meaty pussy lips bulged out to meet me. I nudged against the roof of Caitlin's pussy as I sank inside of her, brushing a small patch of flesh that made her nearly jump out of her skin.
"Right there, ohmygod right THERE!" she screamed like nobody else existed on Earth, yelping, and groaning with barbaric disregard for decency. Her face was contorted in ecstasy as an orgasm built in her pussy and, by the snug squeezes she began to assault me with, I knew it was going to be a big one. I pumped myself against that special spot and watched Caitlin crumble into grunts and convulsions as she rode through her powerful orgasm.
Pure lust drove Caitlin now, replacing the tight clenches she had been using on me with full-blown seizures that rocked her body like an earthquake. Her pussy exploded in a flurry of constriction, brushing my cock against her cervix with every convulsion. She made sounds I had never heard before, completely removed from the realm of decency as she succumbed to a mind-bending orgasm at the hands of her Nephew.
Trying not to come had been difficult, but now it was nearly impossible. I couldn't pull out with Caitlin so deeply embroiled in her orgasm, so I prayed I could stay in control long enough to outlast her.
The tension in her body began to die down, and everywhere but her pussy started to relax. Caitlin continued to constrict me even when her muscles turned to soup. She wouldn't have been able to hold herself up unassisted, but her body was working on autopilot to keep milking me. Her clenching became too forceful, and almost ejected me from her with a particularly strong push. I couldn't hold myself halfway inside of her, as the contractions would push me out, so I sunk back into her creamy pussy until I felt her quivering lips kiss my bloated testicles.
Mom reached a hand behind me and let her fingers wrap around my balls, raking her nails over the surface so they pulled even closer against my body. She held them like a baby bird in her palm, stroking the sides with her thumb and rolling them between her digits. "His balls are swelling, Cait," Mom taunted her Sister, but received no response. "Cait? He's gonna come soon, and he still has to...well, you know."
Caitlin was in a different world and only returned to ours for a brief moment to say, "T-then s-s-stop h-him," as if she couldn't bring herself to call it off while she was still being fucked silly.
Mom gave my balls a gentle, but firm squeeze and tugged them backward, pulling me along with them. My dick popped from Caitlin's spasming pussy and slapped loudly against my belly, sending droplets of Caitlin's sweet nectar over all three of us. With her Sister panting like a wild animal, Mom knew her turn was coming and she couldn't wait any longer.
"Are you ready for Mommy's pussy, sweetheart?" she sang to me, cupping her bountiful breasts in her hands and shaking them so they danced together. I guess my dry swallow gave her the answer she needed, because she instantly climbed onto Caitlin, so their tits were pressed together, and stuck her ass up in the air. Mom waved her booty side to side and gave it a playful swat, rippling the juicy meat for a few seconds before it came to a slow rest.
I grabbed Mom by both cheeks and spread her open, exposing both of her holes. Her pinkness still looked unbearably tight when stretched open, and her asshole hardly budged despite how wide I held her open. I dribbled a bit of saliva onto her puckered backdoor, but she pulled away from me before I could smear it around.
"Baby, please," she begged me with no attempt to hide her desperation. "Mommy's pussy needs you--my bum can wait."
"Awww, Bunny wants Mommy's bum, doesn't he?" The mention of Mom's ass seemed to wake Caitlin from her daze, and slowly but surely she started to return to Earth. She wrapped her arms around Mom's neck as she teased her, pulling her Sister in for a kiss that would make lovers jealous.
Watching them make out, hearing my Mother sloppily swapping spit with her Sister while I held her ass cheeks open, was almost enough to make me come on the spot.
I leaned down and dug my tongue between the Mom's slippery folds, gathering the ropes of sweet, slippery honey on my tongue. I dragged my fat, slimy snake over Mom's perineum and her knees buckled as she realized where I was going. She crumbled onto Caitlin and whimpered softly into her mouth, twirling her tongue in her Sister's mouth to stifle her audible concern.
My tongue delved between her meaty ass cheeks and prodded the delicate hole hidden between them, flattening against the wrinkled opening, and slowly rubbing back and forth until her muscles began to relax. I pried both cheeks apart and darted the tip of my tongue directly against her asshole, meticulously flicking up and down so that every change got me slightly farther inside.
Her warmth, radiating like an oven from both of her waiting holes, was only intensified the deeper into her ass I went. I knew my tongue wouldn't make it far but feeling how quickly her bum turned into a pit of lava filled me with eagerness to get inside. My thumb began softly stroking her clit, hoping that it would distract her from the foreign sensation of her Son eating her ass. I wiggled my thumb against the entrance to her pussy and sunk inside the cozy pocket, easily finding her g-spot at such a convenient angle, and working it in time with my long, tender licks.
Caitlin reached back and met my hands on Mom's bottom, giving me a reassuring pat before swatting me away. I didn't have time to ask why before I saw Caitlin had taken my job and was now holding her Sister's ass cheeks wide open, showing her off for me so my hands could work elsewhere. She juggled Mom's booty around in her hands, letting me watch the hypnotic display, enticing me to use her to my delight.
I stepped up behind Mom and stared down at the holes spread open for me. Her slick, hairless mound was dotted at the top by her pink, puckered asshole, making me feel like a kid in a candy store. With so much beauty displayed in front of me, I didn't know what to do first, but I couldn't wait for another second to decide.
Sinking my inflated helmet through her engorged lips, stretching her pussy around me, filled my heart with pride. I dug my way into my Mother's vagina as if it were the most natural thing a boy could do. Pushing apart her velvet walls so they would enrobe me like wet, heavy curtains had my knees daring to buckle. She was much, much tighter than her Sister, so I had to take my time, but I enjoyed every second of it.
The head disappeared into Mom's clenching hole with ease, but it was nothing short of incredible watching the hole she's grown me inside of, where she'd kept me safe and warm while we grew together, gobbling down inch after meaty inch of pulsating cock.
All Caitlin could do was smile knowingly, running her fingers through Mom's hair to comfort her. "Your baby boy is big, isn't he, Soff?"
"Oooooh, God yes, yes he's fucking big." Mom squirmed as she tried to adjust to my size. I pushed until I felt resistance and thought I had hit bottom, when really, I had just reminded myself just how tight my Mother was. I hesitated, but the call to, "J-just push hard into Mommy, I can take it," was all I needed to bury the rest of myself inside her greedy, creamy pussy.