It was the summer of 1971 and I just graduated High School and turned eighteen. I had planned on spending the summer at home on Long Island but when I had an awful break-up with my girlfriend, my mother suggested I spend the summer with the family at the cabin in the Catskills like we had done since I was a small child. It was probably a good idea since I would have most likely wasted the summer hanging out in bars, the drinking age in New York then was still eighteen, and getting in trouble.
My parents had rented the same cabin by a lake for years. My father took a two week vacation at the beginning of the summer, after which it was always my mother, sister and me during the week with my father spending the weekends for the remainder of the summer. My father was very conservative and from what I suspected, a philanderer. I'm sure he enjoyed his freedom during the week those summers.
I don't think my father's fooling around really bothered my mother. She embraced the Feminist movement and seemed very content not having my father around. Though she never burned her bras, she rarely wore one when my father wasn't around. My mother was a strong, confident and sexy woman. She was the model for the woman I would eventually want to marry, though I confess I had some sexual yearnings for her which were sometimes hard to conceal, especially when she walked around the cabin scantily dressed.
My sister, Lisa, was finishing her first year of college and decided that she was also going to spend the summer with us at the cabin. Lisa had embraced my mother's feminism and was a free soul. I had seen the pictures of Lisa and her boyfriend from a couple of years ago dancing naked at Woodstock. She inherited my mother's curvy, vivacious body with her large firm breasts and perfectly rounded butt. What really had me aroused from those pictures was her thick sandy blonde bush. I imagined my mother's was the same.
The first Sunday evening after my father left for our home on Long Island, my mother, Lisa and I went for a walk down by the lake. The air was thick with humidity. We sat down on a sandy patch along the shore of the lake.
"So, what caused the break-up with Susan?" Lisa asked me.
"We were at an after-prom party. We drank practically all night long," I explained. "After a while I started to doze off. When I woke up, Susan wasn't around so I went to look for her," I told them. "I found her in one of the bedrooms in the house fucking my friend Joey."
"Oh my god, that's awful," Lisa exclaimed.
"The worst part about it," I went on. "Was that she insisted all along that we were going to save doing that until we were certain we were going to get married."
"So, the bitch would fuck another guy while holding out on you?" Lisa commented.
"I always assumed you guys were having sex," my mother said. "It sure sounded like it when you guys were alone in your room."
My mother was never prudish about sex when we were growing up although my father was. If he was not around it was alright for me to have a girl in my room, and same for Lisa having a boy in her room.
"Well, you know, we were making out and touching each other," I said timidly. "She always jerked me off. A couple of times she gave me a blowjob but we never did the thing," I explained.
"Are you still a virgin?" Lisa asked with a giggle.
"No," I said almost embarrassed. "There was that girl I met here a couple of summers ago," I told them.
It was still very warm that evening, the humidity keeping the temperature up. I decided it was better for me to change the subject, not go any further into my sex life, or lack of it, so I asked Lisa about college. I was interested about campus life since I was going to attend the same school in the fall.
"God, I'm sweating," Lisa stated. "Let's cool off with a dip in the lake."
"Ok," I said getting up and starting to head back to the cabin to change into my swim trunks.
"Where are you going?" my mother asked. I turned around to see that both my mother and sister were taking off their clothes. "Let's all go skinny dipping," she said.
I stared at my mother's large breasts and started to get aroused. My cock twitching in my shorts.
"Don't be such a prude like your father," my mother said. "Get over here and join us."
I watched as my sister shook her butt as she waded into the water. My mother wasn't going to have me not join them. She pulled my t-shirt over my head and then went to unfasten by shorts. My naked mom knelt down in front of me and pulled my shorts and underwear down. My cock sprang loose pointing straight up in the air. My mother looked up at me and smiled. I stepped out of my shorts and ran into the lake, trying to hide my embarrassment.
Lisa began teasing me trying to reach and get a hold of my swollen penis. I felt like I was about to die from the torment. My mother just looked on and seemed to be chuckling inside. Lisa stopped going for my cock and grabbed my hand, placing it on her right breast. I tried pulling my hand away but Lisa held it firmly on her.
"Don't you want to feel my nice titties?" Lisa laughed. "You can play with them if you want," she teased. I did want to play with her gorgeous, large firm tits. I just was confused and embarrassed, I didn't know how to react.
"Ok," my mother said a bit sternly. "Leave your brother alone. Can't you see how uncomfortable he is?"
We splashed around for a few more minutes keeping my distance from my sister. We got out of the lake and made our way to a large boulder where we sat down to drip dry, not having a towel. At least my cock had begun to deflate and hung semi soft despite being so close to my naked sister and mother. I tried not to look at them.
It was difficult to really dry off in the humidity but we managed to at least enough to be able to get back in our clothes. We walked back to the cabin where we sat around and drank a couple of beers.
The cabin had only two bedrooms. My parents were in one and I had to share one with my sister. Since we had been coming here, spending our summers for years, it seemed natural for us to share a room. But that night it seemed a little awkward after what happened at the lake. Usually I would lay awake until I could see that Lisa had fallen asleep before I would masturbate. That night, however, I went to bed with a raging hard-on that begged to be satisfied.
"You know you don't have to wait until I fall asleep to take care of that," Lisa said pointing to the tent in the sheet. "And you don't have to be embarrassed," she said.
I didn't know how to respond so I just looked at her.
"Look, let me help you with that," Lisa said getting out of bed pulling her night gown off. She sat down on my bed, naked, and pulled the sheet back revealing my throbbing erection. Lisa dribbled a little saliva on the head of my cock and started swirling her fingers around it.
"You have a really nice penis," she said while stroking me. "I've seen a few and yours is by far the nicest one so far."
It took only a minute before I was shooting ropes of cum in the air, splashing down on my chest and belly.
"Nice," my sister cooed. Then she stood up, walked out to the bathroom and returned with a warm wet washcloth. She nonchalantly cleaned my mess off of me, put her nightgown back on and went back to bed. "Hope that helps you sleep better," she said.
*********
My mom, sister and I were sitting around the table eating breakfast the following morning. Nobody said anything about the night before, either the lake or my sister giving me a hand job.
"Do either of you have any plans for today?" my mother asked me and my sister.
"I was going to take a ride over to Newburgh," Lisa piped up. "There's a rally to clean up the Hudson. A couple of my friends from school are going to be there," she explained.
"I don't have anything planned," I said.
"Good, Billy," mom said. "You can help me with the shopping. We should stock up for the week," she said to me.
An hour later we were driving into town to pick up some groceries. We also stocked up on beer and wine. On the way back to the cabin my mother put me on the spot.
"Are you a little frustrated, Billy?" she asked. "I mean sexually?"
What a thing to ask. What was my mother getting at. I looked at her forlornly.
"What I mean Billy, is that you have been visibly upset since you broke up with Susan," she said. "Now that we know why, I was wondering if for some reason you are feeling inadequate," my mother explained.
"I, uh, don't know," I said to my mother. "I don't really have much experience sexually," I confessed.
"That's alright, Billy," my mother consoled. "You know you shouldn't have been embarrassed getting an erection last night at the lake," she said. "It was a natural reaction. And I might say you have a very nice looking penis," she added.
"That's what Lisa said," I offered without thinking.
"She did?" mom blurted out. "What else did she say?" my mother inquired.
"She said it was the nicest one she's seen," I told her.
"Well, it certainly is a lot nicer looking than your father's," my mother stated. "When did she say that to you?" my mother dug deeper.
"Last night when we went to bed," I told her.
"Anything else about last night you want to share with me?" she said glancing over at me.
"Lisa gave me a hand job," I confessed.
"Did you enjoy it?" my mother asked.
"I guess I needed it," I was opening up more now. I was starting to feel more comfortable talking with my mom about sex. She had a way about putting me at ease. "I came really fast," I told her.
"That's alright," she said. "You are probably all pent up and frustrated. I'm glad Lisa helped you out. Maybe the two of us can help you get over some of your anxieties this summer."
I had no idea what she meant by that.
We put away the groceries and sat down outside on the deck and drank a beer. My mother then stood up and sat down on the lounge chair with me. She pulled her top off showing me her large, luscious breasts.
"You know Billy," she started out saying. "Women's breasts are sensitive, especially the nipples. I love it when they are rubbed and pinched lightly," she said. "Will you feel them for me?" she asked.
I was a little nervous touching my mother's tits but they were so inviting. I felt the soft skin and hardened nipple protruding from her pink areolas.
"That feels so good," my mother cooed. "I wish your father would do that for me," she said as I continued to enjoy feeling her globes, my cock stiffening as I did.
"Your father doesn't know how to treat a woman," she went on. "He just likes to stick his dick in a cunt and get off, not caring how the woman feels," she lamented. "Do you want to suck on them?" mom asked rubbing my groin, squeezing my erection through the materiel of my shorts.
"Oh yes," I answered.
"Let's go inside where we can be more comfortable," my mother said. She took me by the hand and led me her bedroom. When we got there she stopped and gave me a kiss. Her lips were soft and warm against mine. She parted mine with her tongue, slowly entering my mouth. I never felt this kind of passion in a kiss before. It wasn't hurried or sloppy.
My mother went to help me out of my shorts and briefs, freeing my throbbing cock, just like she had done the night before by the lake. Only now she licked the pre-cum off the tip of my cock. Then she went to lick my balls.
A few licks up and down my shaft got me to a point where I felt I was about to explode. I did when my mother wrapped her lips around my rod and went down all the way. I was out of control, shooting streams of cum down my mother's throat.
"I'm sorry," I said as she continued to suck every bit from my cock.
"Oh baby," my mom said. "I like that. I like the taste of cum. I like to feel it splashing on my throat."
She stood up and finished undressing me, tugging my shirt over my head. Then she undressed herself. I gazed at her sandy blonde bush. She took my hand and had me feel it.
"Doesn't that feel nice and soft?" she asked rhetorically while I was rubbing her mound. "Billy," she said. "I am going to teach you how to treat a woman."
My mother pulled the sheet down on the bed and gestured me to lie down with her. Once again she began kissing me passionately while I rubbed her dampening vulva. My mother was gently playing with my balls and stroking my quickly revived cock.
"Take your time, baby" she said. "Kiss me and caress me all over."
I kissed her neck which sent shivers through her body. She moaned lightly. I went down to suck on her tit while my hand caressed the other one.
"Oh, oh, oh," my mother moaned as I feasted on her breasts. "Bite me gently," she instructed. "Oh yes," she called out as I did. My mother was having an orgasm simply from my ravishing her breasts, sucking and biting on her nipples.
"Have you ever tasted a woman's sex?" my mother asked.
"No," I told her truthfully. One time I attempted to go down on Susan but she stopped me.
My mother spread her legs wide. "Start licking around my thighs," she instructed. I could smell her warm musky pussy as I kissed and licked my around pelvic area. My tongue delighted at the taste of her creamy juice when I ran it up and down her slit.
Mom reached down and spread her lips, touching her protruding swollen knob. "See my swollen clit?" she asked as her finger rubbed it. "Lick me there," she said to me.
"Oh god, yes," she screamed as her pelvis bucked, my tongue pressed against her clit, her fluids gushing out covering my face. "Oh god. That was a wonderful orgasm Billy," she said as her body gently shook. I looked at her face and saw an expression I had never seen in a woman before. I had never given a woman an orgasm before.
"Lay down on your back Billy," my mother directed. I did with my cock standing straight up. Mom straddled me and took my cock in her hand to guide it into her dripping wet pussy. I felt the head of my cock slipping into my mother has she slowly lowered herself on me.
"Damn that feels good," she cried out as she totally engulfed my shaft. I could feel her tight muscles gripping my cock. My mother began riding up and down on my shaft, her breasts bouncing. I could feel my cock touch her cervix has she slammed down on me.
My mother started rocking back and forth, grinding her pelvis against mine. I felt her numerous orgasms as she gushed her cum coating my balls. Mom leaned forward, her tits pressed against my chest. She took my head in her hands and pulled me in for a huge passionate kiss.
"Roll me over," she said. "Stay inside me."
I followed her instruction and was now on top of her. Instinctively I began pumping my cock in and out. Mom's moans got increasingly louder. I felt my balls tighten. I was about to cum so I pulled out just like I had done the other two times in my life with the girl by the lake.
"No baby," my mother cried. "Cum in me. Please cum in me," she pleaded. I thrust my cock back in her and pumped five streams of my cum into my screaming mother. It felt amazing. I collapsed on the bed beside her.
"Billy," she said to me with a smile. "You were wonderful. I really needed that. I haven't been able to orgasm like that in years with your father," my mother confessed.
"I've never felt anything like that," I said to her.
We laid in bed for another hour just lightly touching each other and kissing.
******
"What's going on here?" Lisa asked. "You're not the same Billy I left this morning," she said looking at me while we lounged around the deck drinking wine. "And there's something different about you too, mom," she stated emphatically.
I looked over at my mother who was grinning devilishly. Could Lisa sense what we've been up to? Neither mom nor I replied to her.
Later that night when we went to bed Lisa came over to me and sat on the edge of my bed. She pulled my top sheet down revealing my semi flaccid penis.
"Did you and mom make love?" she asked accusingly. "Don't lie to me. I can tell. Both of you have been sexually frustrated and now when I come home this evening both of you act unusually content."
I couldn't believe my sister's insight. Has she been paying that close attention to us? Lisa started fondling my cock and balls and I was becoming aroused again.
"I saw the way mom looked at you last night at the lake," Lisa said. "I know she was lusting after you," my sister went on. "I could tell because I was too. I was looking at your beautiful penis and fantasizing how nice that would feel inside me," she confessed.
At this point I didn't know what to do. I had a full blown erection now.
"Mom seduced you, didn't she?" Lisa was becoming insistent I should confess. I shook my head 'yes.'
"Well, fuck me," she said. "What about me?"
I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. Lisa pulled off her night gown and started fingering herself with one hand and stroking my cock with her other one.
"You better tell me all about it," she insisted.
I did. Blow by blow. Lisa was obviously being turned on by my recounting of our mother's and my sexual adventure earlier in the day. Her eyes were almost closed and her vaginal fluid was pouring out of her leaving a large wet spot on my sheet. When I got to the part about mom straddling me and lowering herself on my cock, Lisa stopped fingering herself and looked at me glaringly. Next thing I knew she was climbing on top of me in bed doing exactly what our mother did early this afternoon.
"Holy fuck," she screamed as she was really tight and my cock stretched the lining of her vagina. Lisa rode me with more vigor and energy than mom had. And she was very tight. It was several minutes before I once again couldn't control myself and exploded inside her.
"Oh Fuck, Fuck YEA," she screamed, her vaginal muscles clenching my draining cock. Lisa collapsed on me, hugging me and panting. I could feel her heartbeat racing as her chest laid on mine.
"Do you think we woke mom?" she asked me after catching her breath.
"I don't see how we couldn't have," I told my sister.
*******
Mom was making pancakes for breakfast when I sat down at the table for breakfast. She said good morning to me without any hint that something was unusual. Lisa also acted cheery. I might have expected to find the elephant in the room, but it was non-existent. We ate our pancakes and drank our coffee as if nothing happened the day and night before.
"Billy, Lisa, I know we should have a family discussion," my mother spoke to my sister and me. "Let's do that later this afternoon. I already reserved to rent a Sunfish for today so we can go sailing around the lake."
A Sunfish was a small sailboat that could seat a maximum of four people. It was easy to handle and perfect for the lake. Motorized boats were not allowed on the lake which was small, about two miles long and maybe three-quarters of a mile wide. We have been sailing around the lake in these small boats for years and it was always a fun family activity.
My mother wore her typical conservative one-piece bathing suit, probably because my father would not allow her to be seen in public in a bikini. Lisa, on the other hand, wore a very revealing bikini, one that showed a considerable amount of her gorgeous butt. As we sailed around the lake we would stop occasionally to cool off with a dip in the water.
Lisa was a tease that day, occasionally sliding the straps of her bikini top down her arms so she could flash me with her tits. On one occasion she didn't notice two men who were in a row boat fishing who must have caught a glimpse of her. They yelled out, "Show more. Show more." Lisa was not the least bit embarrassed, turned to face them, slid her top down and played with her tits, giving them the show they asked for.
"You're incorrigible," my mother laughed at my sister's antics.
We ate a late lunch at the restaurant where we rented the sailboat. I drank a beer, Lisa and mom drank wine coolers. We drove back to the cabin sitting three abreast in the front bench seat of mom's Ford station wagon.
Mom suggested we each shower to rinse off the lake water and then she said we were to grab something to drink and meet in her bedroom for our family discussion. It seemed a little unusual to meet there but I didn't question her about it.
Lisa was waiting for me to finish my shower before we went into our mother's bedroom. When we did mom was sitting on her bed naked.
"You two might as well shed the clothes," mom said as we walked in. "If we're going to bare our family secrets and desires, we might as well be naked in body as well as mind," she added philosophically.
I was no longer embarrassed showing an erection, both my mother and sister having cured me of that. I was still aroused by the sight of these two beautiful women in my life. Mom had us sit down on the bed with her facing each other in a circle.
"I could hear how much you enjoyed sex with your brother," my mother said to Lisa. My sister smiled to acknowledge it. "Just so you know, I enjoyed Billy too," mom confessed to Lisa.
"We have to be very careful and not show any display of sexual attraction between us when your father is around," mom warned. "We would all be shunned by society if I was divorced for having sex with my children," she said and Lisa and I nodded in agreement.
"So, I'll go first confessing my feelings," mom said. "I've lost all desire to be with your father," she started out. "And I think he's lost any desire for me as well. I've never wanted to leave him though. In my heart I love both of you. I've never lost that like I have with your father. That love makes you both attractive to me."
Mom looked at Lisa in a way I have never seen her look before, like the way she looked at me when we made love.
"How do you feel about me and Billy?" mom asked Lisa.
"I love you both," my sister answered. "I look at you both with some hidden desires. I was ashamed of my lust but I don't feel that way anymore."
"And you Billy?" mom asked me.
"You are the two most beautiful women I know and I'm not ashamed anymore for desiring both of you," I replied sincerely.
"Would you also make love with me?" Lisa asked my mom. I was a little shocked that my sister had thoughts of lesbian love but the bonds between us were growing so tight it transcended any societal taboos or prejudices.
"Of course baby," mom replied and reached over and kissed my sister on the lips.
"Nobody can ever know anything about this," mom said. "And I don't want either of you to not have normal relationships in the world," she added making us promise that we would live normal lives outside our family bond.
Lisa started caressing mom's breasts. Mom beckoned me to come close to her. We started kissing. I could feel my mother's soft hand stroking my cock as our tongues danced in each other's mouths. Mom broke off our kiss and let out a soft moan. I looked and saw Lisa's face buried in mom's pussy.
I straddled mom and rubbed my cock on her nipples before squeezing her breasts around my shaft. I started to fuck my mother's large tits as she moaned from my sister's ministrations. My mother's body bucked and writhed as she came to an orgasm. I dismounted her and laid beside her on my back as my sister moved her oral attentions from our mother's pussy to my cock.
Lisa could take me all the way down her throat just as our mother had done to me the day before. I was so hard now it almost hurt, the skin covering being stretched by the blood engorging my man muscle. Lisa popped her head up and looked at mom and me'
"Billy. I want to watch you and mom make love," she pleaded.
I got between my mother's spread legs and lined my cock up with her wet opening. "Oh god," mom moaned when I entered her. Slowly, rhythmically I pumped my cock in and out. Lisa had one hand rubbing mom's tit and another rubbing mom's clit.
Mom reached several orgasms in succession. Copious amounts of her cum were gushing out of her as I continued thrusting into her as deep as possible. My balls tightened up, my entire groin felt the surge of my orgasm as I pumped four streams of my sperm into my mother's hot pussy. This time mom pushed me out, along with some of my cum, with her contractions.
Lisa first licked off my cock and then buried her face again in mom's pussy.
"Baby stop," mom cried. Lisa picked her head up. "Baby, it's sensitive," she told her daughter.
Lisa returned her attention to me, sucking on my cock which never fully deflated. After a minute or so it was rock hard again.
"Fuck me Billy," Lisa said to be as she laid down next to our mother and spread her legs wide open. Lisa was wet but also very tight. It took several attempts to get all the way inside her. She moaned loudly as I stretched her pussy penetrating her.
I had the energy to relentlessly pound my sister which seemed like a very long time. I could feel her orgasms. I grabbed her butt cheeks to push myself farther in her when her back arched and her vaginal muscles clenched.
"Holy fuck," Lisa screamed as I pumped my load into her. Now, I was exhausted. Mom got out of bed leaving me space to roll off my sister and try to recover myself. A few minutes later mom returned with a cold beer for Lisa and myself.
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I kept my distance from Lisa and mom over the weekend while my father was at the cabin. I sat down by the lake with a cooler drinking beer and reading. I was lost in a spy novel when I was startled.
"I see you are almost to the end," said the sweet voice of a young woman. "I should probably leave you alone so you can finish it. The ending is intriguing, not what you would anticipate," she said.
"No. That's alright," I said to the brown haired girl standing in front of me.
"Hi. My name is Carla," she said to me as I was trying to stand up.
"Hi. Bill," I introduced myself.
"So, you're interested in spy novels?" Carla asked.
"Yes. I like them a lot. They really capture my attention," I said. "Do you want a beer?" I offered.
"Sure," she answered. I reached down and grabbed a beer from my cooler.
"Have a seat," I said gesturing to the blanket I was sitting on. She sat down and I sat down next to her. We drank a beer together and talked about spy novels for an hour or so.
"Not to change the subject," Carla said. "But do you like Clint Eastwood? There's an all-night Clint Eastwood showing at the drive-in in Middletown tonight. Want to go?" she asked boldly. "I'm driving," she added.
Feminism is really taking hold, I thought. Carla must find something attractive about me to be so bold to approach me and then ask me out on a date after an hour or so of conversation about spies.
"Sure," I replied.
"Great," she said happily. "Where are you staying?" she asked. I pointed to the cabin up the hill a little ways. "It's on Oak Tree Drive, three-ninety-two" told her.
"See you around seven," Carla said as she walked off.
I walked back to the cabin. At dinner I told the family I had a date and she was going to pick me up around seven. I said that I wasn't sure what time I would be home. My father didn't mind and wouldn't care if I was out all night since I was a man. He treated me much different than he treated my mother or my sister.
Carla picked me up at seven as promised in her little red Pinto. We talked about spy novels on the forty-five minute drive to Middletown. I offered to pay but she insisted as we pulled into the drive-in theater. Carla parked in an area with very few cars towards the back. I got the impression she wasn't that interested in watching the movies.
"Push your seat up so we have more room in the back," she said as I saw her reach underneath the driver's seat for a lever to release it. I did the same and we both climbed in the back.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Carla asked me.
"No," I answered honestly. Considering how she was coming on to me I probably would have lied.
"Good. I don't want to get anyone in trouble. I thought if you had a girlfriend you wouldn't be spending your weekends sitting by the lake reading all the time," she said.
"So you've been watching me?"
"Not too many nice looking boys like you around," she remarked.
We started making out, French kissing and pawing each other through our clothing. After a while, Carla reached pulled her top up and reached behind to unclasp her bra. She slid it off under her top giving me access to her small firm breasts. I managed to suck on her nipples, and squeeze her tits which were a little more than a handful.
We had to eventually come up for air so we took a break and walked over to the snack bar for a soda. We also used the rest room while we were there. When we got back to the car Carla gave me a big kiss before we climbed back in and put a damp cloth in my hand.
"My panties," she whispered.
I brought her damp panties to my nose and sniffed the sweet, musky aroma of an aroused woman.
"Are you teasing me or are you going to let me savor you?" I asked.
"Would you really go down on me?" she asked. "Most boys don't," she added.
"I would love to taste your sweet nectar and lick your beautiful sex," I said trying to be seductive.
Carla didn't hesitate getting back in her car and pulled her shorts off. I climbed in the back and positioned myself so I could comfortably access Carla's pussy. I used all the skill my mother had taught me about orally pleasuring a woman and got Carla to orgasm several times.
"How the hell did you learn how to do that?" Carla asked obviously pleased with me.
"I guess I like it so much, it just comes natural," I lied not giving away my secret instructor.
"Well, I'm going to return the favor," she said unbuttoning my shorts. I pulled them and my briefs down around my ankles. My already throbbing cock was happy to be released.
"Oh my god," Carla exclaimed. "You are so beautiful," she said referring to my rigid cock. Carla's mouth descended on my penis. Her head bobbed up and down as her hand swirled around the base of my shaft. Occasionally she took a break to come up for air, her hand continuing the action up and down my shaft.
"I'm going to cum," I warned her but she didn't stop, she got faster.
"Ahhh," I let out as my jizz pumped down her unprepared throat. She started to gag. Carla pulled away as the remainder of my cum hit her on her face.
"I tried to warn you," I said apologetically when she settled down and was able to swallow what was left in her mouth.
"It's good. I wanted to see what it was like. I never tasted it before," she told me with a smile. She reached to the front seat where she had a small box of tissues to wipe the cum off her face.
We actually watched a little of one of the movies before we went back at it again. I got off once more and she had a few more orgasms before we headed back to our respective cabins.
*******
My father would leave after the weekend on Sunday evening or Monday morning and go straight to work. We figured when he left on Sunday he had one of his younger conquests stay over at their house on Long Island. Mom didn't really care. She told Lisa and I that he was lousy at sex anyway, never attentive to the woman's needs. So, the nights my father was not at the cabin, Lisa and I slept with our mother.
We didn't have sex all the time we slept together. Actually when we did have sex it was usually in the morning. My mother loved to have sex to start the day. Monday mornings, especially after a weekend of abstinence for mom, we would shower, eat breakfast and go back in the bedroom for a morning of giving mom the satisfaction she craved from Lisa and I.
The Monday morning after my date with Carla, Lisa, mom and I settled were lying in bed recovering from a hot round of intense pleasure. Mom was curious as to how my date went.
"Did you have a good time at the movies?" mom asked me. "What is the young lady's name?" she inquired.
"Carla," I answered. "We had a great time," I said.
"Did you fuck Carla?" Lisa teased.
"Lisa, you don't have to be so blunt and crude," my mother admonished my sister.
"We didn't go that far," I said. "Though we did have a good time exploring each other."
"Are you going to be seeing her again?" mom asked.
"Carla works during the week as a receptionist at a doctor's office," I explained. "It's a summer job to save money for college," I told them.
"Why don't you invite her over for dinner some evening after she gets off work so we can meet her," Lisa suggested.
"That's a wonderful idea," mom agreed.
I called Carla that evening and we made a date for her to come over that Wednesday for dinner.
*******
"Where do you go to school?" my mother asked Carla as we were eating dinner.
"Stony Brook," Carla answered.
"That's where I go," Lisa said excited. "Billy's starting there in September."
I was really excited myself to know that I will be attending the same college as Carla. She was a fun person to be with and we hit it off very well on our first date.
"What are you studying?" mom asked my new friend.
"I was majoring in Psychology," Carla explained. "But I am going to switch to Political Science. I really want to get active in politics with the war and the feminist movement," she said.
"What year are you in?" Lisa asked.
"I'm going to be a junior, third year, when we go back," Carla replied. "I was hoping to get an apartment off campus with a friend of mine but she decided to transfer to Syracuse. Now I don't have a roommate," she added.
"Maybe I could be your roommate," Lisa chimed in. "What do you think mom? You think dad would go for it?"
"Well, I don't know about your father but I'm ok with it," mom said. "Billy will have to stay in the dorm his freshman year," she commented.
"What year are you, Lisa?" Carla asked my sister.
"I'll be a sophomore," my sister replied. ""I'm studying Biology. I want to get into Environmental Science," Lisa told her.
After dinner we all sat out on the deck and the women had a glass of wine, I drank a beer. The conversation focused on feminism, a subject dear to both my mother and Carla.
"We have to teach men how to treat women, respect them and not objectify them as sex objects for their own pleasure," mom stated adamantly.
"I think somebody has already taught Bill," Carla said looking at me with a smile. "He has some pretty magical talents," she added unabashedly.
"I imagine he does," mom laughed. "Lisa, let's go out to the bar for a couple of hours and give these love birds some privacy," she said.
"Ok," my sister agreed. "Magical talents?" she teased me.
Mom and Lisa left, Carla and I went inside and sat down on the sofa.
"Your mom is very liberal," Carla said. "I wish my parents were that way. They are so old fashioned."
"I like that about my mom," I said. "I wish my father was the same. I wish he would treat my mom better," I added.
We started making out on the sofa and when things got heated up I suggested we go to my bedroom. It wasn't long before we shed our clothes and mutually caressed our naked bodies. I went down on Carla again, this time it was more comfortable than in the back seat of her car. I parted her pussy lips, uncovering her swollen clit which I licked and sucked just as my mother taught me.
"Oh, Oh, Oh," Carla moaned as I brought her to her first orgasm. She was very wet now having cum from my oral ministrations. I looked at her, wanting to know if she was ready to go all the way. She understood my non-verbal communication.
"I'm not on the pill," she said. "I want you badly," she moaned. I paused. "Please be careful and pull out," she pleaded.
I penetrated her very slowly. Carla was as tight as my sister and I didn't want it to be painful for her. Carla helped me ease in by reacting with her pelvis, pushing a little, letting me know it was alright. I made my way all the way in her and paused.
"Oh my you feel good," she moaned. I slowly pulled back leaving only the head of my cock in her before I pushed back in. Slowly I increased the pace, Carla was moaning now constantly and her breathing started becoming more rapid.
Carla tightened her vaginal muscles around my cock as she reached her climax. She was going to set me off so I pulled quickly. I finished myself with several strokes, spraying my creamy cum all over her tits and belly. We embraced and kissed passionately, my cum smearing on both of us as we held each other tight.
We made love one more time before we heard my mother and sister return. Carla and I got dressed and went out to the living room where my mother was sitting with a glass of wine. Mom smiled at us and I noticed Carla returning her smile. Carla left after a few minutes explaining she needed to get home and get some sleep having to work the next day. We made a date for Friday to go out to one of the local bars that had a band playing.
My mother, sister and I went to bed shortly after Carla left. Mom asked me if I treated her with some of my 'magic' so I told her I did and shared that we had made love a couple of times. When I told her Carla was not on the pill, she offered to stop by the pharmacy and get me some condoms. Mom looked out for me and I appreciated it.
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That was my summer of 1971. I grew close to my mother and sister, emotionally and physically, and found a new girlfriend. I looked forward to life having been blessed with three wonderful women. The only thing I feared was the war, praying I would not get drafted have to leave them