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Vice is Nice but...
by Bebrack (1989)

***

A raunchy little tale about mother/son/sister incest, 
all because dad can't quite get mom over the top. (Mmf, 
inc, ped)

***

The raucous sing-song of squeaking springs vaguely 
filtered into my sub-conscious as I slipped in and out 
of a light, restless sleep. A slight breeze gently 
ruffled the curtain at my bedroom window as it tried to 
relieve the oppressive heat that had built up during 
the day. I glanced at the clock beside my bed. 5:30. 
Still a couple of hours before I had to get up. 

I turned over, trying to get back to sleep but the 
bedsprings seemed to get louder, more insistent. Soft, 
hushed sounds drifted from their bedroom. I heard a 
sharp intake of breath, then a quiet but steady moaning 
mixed with the squeaking springs. Dad must be getting a 
morning-quickie, I thought as I covered my head with a 
pillow, trying to blank the sounds from my mind. It 
didn't work. 

In my minds eye I could see what was happening in the 
other room. Dad kneeling between Mom's legs, his big 
hard cock sliding in and out of her hairy cunt, as her 
tits bounced with every thrust. She'd have her legs 
wrapped around his back, urging him on, twisting and 
grinding to meet his cock as it invaded her inner-most 
depths.

Suddenly I heard him gasp out, "I'm cumming, baby, 
ready or not."

"Not yet," I heard Mom say, "I'm not ready."

"Sorry hon, too late to stop," I heard my dad answer, 
then a loud groan and then silence.

A short time later I heard him get up and go to the 
bathroom, then in a minute the shower started running. 
I kind of dozed off but awakened as Dad left for work. 
I heard the car start and the rumble of the muffler 
fading as he drove away. I got up to go to the bathroom 
and after relieving my self, walked to the door of Mom 
and Dad's room. I'll never forget the sight laying 
before my eyes.

Mom had fallen asleep after Dad had finished and was 
laying on the bed, still on her back with her legs 
slightly spread. The sheets were on the floor at the 
foot of the bed and her nightgown was up under her 
arms. She was whimpering softly in her sleep, her hips 
making small involuntary jerks as she dreamed of 
something. 

My cock started to swell, stirring in my shorts, 
longing to fulfill the desires of Mom's dreams. Her 
breasts were rising and falling rapidly with her quick, 
uneven breathing and her nipples were large and erect. 
The lips of her pussy were red and swollen from the 
fucking she had received, and the dark, curly hair was 
still wet and matted from the cum that had been spurted 
onto it. 

I slid my hand into my shorts and stroked my throbbing 
prick. I wondered if my six and a half inches would 
satisfy a grown up woman. I wondered what Mom would do 
if it slipped into bed beside her. I wondered if she 
would yell at me and tell Dad what I'd done. I wondered 
but there was only one way to find out.

I quietly and carefully crept into the bed beside my 
Mom. She stirred restlessly in her sleep as I slipped 
my shorts off and lay next to her, slowly inching my 
way closer to her until finally I was pressing softly 
against her naked body.

I raised up on one elbow and tenderly brushed one hand 
over her brow, whispering breathlessly, "Mom... mom! A-
are you okay?"

She drowsily opened her eyes and answered, "Yeah, 
honey, I'm okay. Why?"

"Well," I started, "you were kinda moaning in your 
sleep and I was worried that you were sick or 
something. It must have been a bad dream."

"No, hon, It wasn't a bad dream. In fact it was kind of 
a nice dream," she said, smiling up at me and reaching 
to draw my head down to her chest, to comfort me.

She gasped as my open lips pressed against her naked 
nipple. She tried to set up and pull down her 
nightgown, realizing for the first time where her 
nightgown was, but I was pressed against her chest so 
she couldn't get up. My tongue flicked against her 
nipple and made circles on her heaving breast as she 
struggled to rise.

"Oh Billy, don't," she sighed, "we can't do this. It's 
not nice."

"But Mom," I replied, "didn't you tell me sex was 
beautiful between two people that love each other?"

"Well, yes," she hesitated, "but..."

"And don't we love each other?" I continued.

"Well, yes," she said, relaxing a little as her hand 
started stroking my hair and pushing my head toward her 
breasts again.

I gently grasp one breast in my free hand, rolling the 
nipple between thumb and forefinger.

"Ohhhh! Does baby need to feed?" she whispered, 
pressing my mouth to her tits.

"Yyaehhh," I mumbled, my mouth full of succulent, erect 
nipple. I rolled over her and felt her legs spread wide 
to accommodate me. Her hot, wet pussy pressed tightly 
against my bare belly. Her hips were pushing up against 
me in a soft but insistent rhythm as my tongue lashed 
first one nipple then the other. Now that I was on top, 
both hands were kneading the fleshy softness of her 
tits as my tongue teased the upright nipples.

"Oh baby," she finally moaned, "Momma wants you inside 
her. Could you do that?"

"I guess, Mom," I whispered, "but you'll have to help 
me. Tell me what to do. I've never done this before."

"Okay, hon, slide up on me a little farther," she said, 
helping me move into a better position.

I felt her tits squash against my chest as I moved and 
the hot wetness of her pussy across my belly as I 
crawled higher on her. Her legs came up to encircle my 
waist and I felt my prick rubbing on her slick hairy 
cunt.

"Raise up a little so I can guide your cock into me," 
Mom instructed, moving her hand between our bodies. 
"Now push in, slow and easy."

I did as I was told and felt the warm, velvety 
smoothness of her pussy engulf my pulsating prick. The 
pulpy flesh of her inner lips clasping my boy cock, 
milking it for her own satisfaction. Her hips were 
thrusting upwards trying to relieve the itch that was 
again engulfing her. I started a slow, rhythmical 
insertion-withdrawal movement and she was soon 
squirming and pitching her hips to meet every thrust. I 
felt my balls tighten and my cock started to quiver and 
jerk.

"Oh mommy, I'm cumming," I groaned, as my hot sperm 
shot into her already gooey cunt, "I'm sorry. I wanted 
to make you cum first."

"That's alright, hon, I'm used to it," she gently 
replied.

We lay there for several minutes, wrapped in each 
others arms, my cock still buried deep within her. I 
could still feel her pussy clasping and unclasping my 
still hard cock. I started a slow thrusting motion and 
felt the hot juices from our bodies squishing between 
us. Soon I was fully hard again and my hips were 
pistoning my cock into her gooey cunt.

"Oohhh....ooohhhh," she moaned in my ear, "I'm not used 
to this. Oh, make me cum, baby, make your mommy cum 
with your hard cock."

I raised up slightly and she lifted her legs and rested 
them on my shoulders, opening up her pussy even more to 
my driving cock. I could hear the slurp as I withdrew 
and a sticky wet slap as I entered her and our bellies 
came together. The sensual fragrance of her totally 
aroused sex wafted pungently through the air around us. 
I reached down between us and dipped my finger into the 
pool of juice surrounding my torrid prick. 

Slowly I raised my finger to my face, smelling the 
musky fragrance then slowly licking the juices from my 
finger. I repeated this several times, each time her 
eyes watched me gather the juice, lift it to my face, 
smell it and finally lick my finger clean. Then I 
dipped my finger and offered it to her. She looked at 
me oddly, then tentatively stuck her tongue out to 
sample the offering. 

She reached out and took my hand, guiding my finger 
into her mouth, her eyes were fastened to mine as she 
slowly sucked my finger into her mouth, her lips pursed 
around it then began moving her head, letting the 
finger glide lightly in and out of her mouth. I gasped 
at the visual sight of Mom sucking the juices off my 
finger while my cock was sliding in and out of her 
cunt.

Mom's eyes closed suddenly and I felt her pussy 
contract tightly around my cock. She threw her head 
back and let out a long low moan from between clenched 
teeth.

"Oooo! Uhhh! Aaahhhh... Oh baby you made your mommy 
cum," she groaned in my ear, "Ohhh, baby, it feels so 
good. I love the way you fuck your mommy." She 
shuddered and convulsed against my body for a long 
minute, then slowly relaxed with a long sigh.

I collapsed on top of her and for the second time that 
morning spurted my load of sperm deep into her belly. 
We lay there for a short time and then Mom said, "C'mon 
lazy bones, we got to get up and get dressed. Your 
sister is supposed to get home from college today." 

I groaned a bit because I didn't want to leave the 
silky warmth of her slippery pussy, but I got up and 
staggered toward the shower. I stood under a pelting 
cold shower for a few minutes and when I emerged, Mom 
was setting there on the toilet seat, wrapped in a 
robe, waiting to take her shower. I stood there before 
her, dripping water, speechless. 

I didn't know what to say. She brushed by the 
awkwardness by tossing me a towel and telling me to get 
my buns out of the road because she had to shower to. I 
got dressed in a pair of cut-off jeans and a tee-shirt 
and went down stairs.

After a few minutes Mom came down stairs looking 
rejuvenated and perky. Her face was scrubbed and shiny 
and a few damp curls still clung wetly to the nape of 
her neck. She wore a simple summer dress, one of those 
that wrapped around and tied, and a pair of penny 
loafer.

"How about breakfast?" she asked.

"Sure," I responded, "seems I've worked up an 
appetite."

"Smart ass," she retorted, "If I wasn't afraid of your 
sister catching us I'd give you something to eat." 

She grinned at me all the way to the kitchen. I 
followed her into the kitchen and sat at the table, 
watching, while she fixed breakfast. The way she moved, 
bent over and even stood seemed extra sexy to me. As 
she came close to me I reached out and put a hand on 
her hip. She stopped and smiled down at me. I smiled 
back and let my other hand slide up the inside of her 
leg. I stopped just above the knee. She sucked in her 
breath and I looked up to see that she had her eyes 
closed. 

I let my hand slide a little farther up her leg and 
began to knead the soft flesh of her inner thigh. My 
cock was making a growing bulge in my jeans as I let my 
hand travel on to the juncture of her legs. I glanced 
up again and saw that now she was biting at her lower 
lip and her breasts were rising and falling with her 
quickened breathing. 

I let my hand slide on past her pussy to rest on the 
soft roundness of her stomach, letting my fingers trail 
softly through the dark curly hair surrounding her 
cunt,

"Know why you didn't wear any panties today?" I asked.

"Why?" she answered, reaching out to steady herself.

"Cause you want my hard cock to slip in this juicy 
hole," I told her, letting a finger slip just inside 
the lips of her cunt.

"Yeah," she admitted, "but you know we can't right now. 
Remember your sisters coming home any time." 

I pushed my finger clear into her hot hole, she sucked 
in her breath again as my thumb found her clit and 
began to rub in small circles over it. Finally I 
withdrew my hand from under her dress and lifted my 
finger to my nose.

"Ahhh, nectar of the gods!" I exclaimed, reciting from 
some sex novel I'd read, "Only the finest comes from 
this vessel."

She stepped away and finished fixing breakfast. We'd 
just finished and was clearing off the table when my 
sister arrived. 

Lindsey was nineteen and had just finished her freshman 
year at a state college located several hours away. She 
was home for a short break and then was returning to 
take some summer classes. We went out to greet her and 
I helped her carry her luggage to her room Lindsey was 
a pretty girl, even if she was my sister. 

She was about five foot two, had blue eyes and short 
blonde hair. Her hair was cut in a pixie style that 
framed her face and accentuated her large eyes and full 
lips. She only weighed about a hundred and ten pounds 
but it was distributed in all the right places. Her 
breasts were large for a girl her size, about 36C, and 
her waist flared into shapely hips and a nice firm ass. 
She was wearing cut-off jeans and a tee-shirt that had 
the bottom cut off so her mid-riff was bare.

I was behind her admiring the way her ass swayed as she 
walked when we entered her room. She bent over to put 
some of the luggage on the bed and the jeans pulled 
tight across her ass with the seam pulling deeply into 
the cheeks and I knew it must be putting pressure on 
her slit as well. As she leaned over, the tee-shirt 
hung open and I could plainly see her tits hanging 
down, jiggling softly as she moved. She glanced back 
and caught me staring at her tits.

"What you lookin' at?" she demanded.

"Ah, ah, I was just noticing your tits..." I mumbled, 
"They look a lot bigger than when you left to go to 
school."

"Oh," she said, looking down at her breasts, "do you 
really think so?"

"Yeah, sure," I assured her, "and look at he way your 
nips poke out through the tee-shirt! They've gotten 
lots bigger."

"Are you sure?" she asked uncertainly, reaching down 
and pulling up the tee-shirt to reveal her large firm 
globes, "I thought they were just hibernating or 
something."

"Nope," I said positively, reaching out to cup a breast 
with one hand, "Just look at how much bigger your 
nipples are than they used to be." I gentle rolled her 
nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

She drew her breathe in with a sharp gasp, and I looked 
up to see that she was biting down on her lower lip 
just as mom had done earlier.

"What's taking you kids so long," mom inquired as she 
walked into the room, looking from my hand on sis's 
tit, up to the expression on her face, and down to the 
growing bulge in my jeans.

"Ah.....well," Sis stuttered, "Ah, well..." She tried 
frantically to pull the tee-shirt down and step away 
from me but her legs were against the edge of the bed 
and she couldn't move.

"I just told Lindsey that her tits were getting bigger 
and she just wanted me to take a closer look," I 
explained, keeping my hand on her breast and holding it 
up for mom's inspection.

"Hmmm," mom murmured, "I think they are getting bigger. 
I think they're as big as mine now."

"Let's compare," I said, reaching out and tugging at 
the tie holding mom's dress together. Lindsey was 
looking at me in disbelief, her eyes going back and 
forth between mom and me. She was having a hard time 
grasping what was going on. Mom's dress fell open at 
the front, revealing her luscious breasts and the hairy 
patch between her legs. Mom reached up, cupped one of 
her tits, held it out and said, "Well, which is the 
biggest?"

"Pretty close to a draw I'd say," I said.

"But which tastes the best," she teased.

"I don't know. I haven't tasted Sis's," I laughed.

"Well what's holding you back?", mom said, grinning at 
me. 

"Just waiting for sis to say it's okay," I answered, 
looking into her eyes as I said it.

"I guess it'd be alright if mom says so," Lindsey 
replied, "but what's been going on around here?"

"It's a long story," I said, smiling, "I heard Mom and 
Dad getting a little this morning, then after Dad left 
I went into their room and mom was asleep on the bed. 
She hadn't pulled her nightgown down and the sheets 
were off the foot of the bed so there she lay, naked. I 
undressed and slipped in beside her she woke up and 
pulled me to her breast. She didn't realize her 
nightgown was pulled up under her arms until my lips 
touched her nipple. I held her down for a minute while 
I sucked and pretty quick I was between her legs 
fucking her pussy. You can see she enjoyed every minute 
of it." 

I lowered my head to her tits.

"Mmmmm, ooohHHH!" she gasped as my tongue flicked 
feverishly over her stiffened nipple while my free hand 
fondled her other tit.

Mom dropped to her knees between us as I was sucking 
Lindsey's tits and hastily began undoing my jeans. When 
they were undone she quickly pulled my jeans and shorts 
down around my ankles. My straining shaft was released 
from its confines and sprang to attention, waving and 
jerking just inches from mom's soft warm mouth. I bit 
down hard on Lindsey's nipple as I felt Mom's hot lips 
slip over the head of my prick.

"Ahhh, don't bite so hard Billy," Sis insisted, "just 
suck them nice like mom's doing to your cock." As mom's 
mouth engulfed the length of my shaft, sis's hands went 
to the buttons on her own jeans. Fumbling at the 
buttons for a minute or two, she finally groaned in 
frustration, "Billy, help me get these damn jeans off, 
please!!" 

I was more than willing to oblige. I quickly unbuttoned 
the jeans and as she pushed them over her hips, I slid 
my hand inside her panties. My fingers trailed slowly 
through the soft, curly hair covering the hot tight 
slit between her legs. She moaned softly as I slipped 
one finger into her tight, wet cunt and then again as I 
pressed in two fingers.

Mom pulled Lindsey's panties down over her ass so she 
could watch what I was doing. Lindsey pulled the tee-
shirt over her head, then sank slowly back onto the 
bed. I followed her down, never relinquishing my lip 
lock on her nipple, and stretched out along side her on 
the bed. Her feet were drawn up underneath her with her 
knees spread wide, opening up her pussy to my exploring 
fingers. She was moaning softly as my fingers stirred 
the juices deep within the folds of her slippery, hot 
cunt.

"Oh god, mama, I want Billy to fuck me, Please!", 
Lindsey moaned.

"Help your sister out, Billy, fuck her with your nice 
hard cock," Mama told me, as she slowly released my 
cock and got to her feet.

I kneeled between Lindsey's wide spread legs and rubbed 
my throbbing cock over her juicy, open cunt. When the 
head of my prick was well lubricated with her juices, I 
slowly pushed about four inches of hard cock into her 
silky, smoothness, watching the expression on her face 
as I softly started pumping my ass, letting a little 
more enter her at each stroke. Her legs encircled my 
waist as her ass picked up the rhythm set by my slowly 
pistoning member. Her arms reached up to pull me 
tightly against her, squashing her tits into my chest 
and moaning softly in my ear.

"Oh Billy, ooohhhh, oh it feels so good, do me faster 
baby, pump your nice hard cock deeper into my gooeshy 
pussy. Spurt your cum into my hot cunt. Fuck me, fuck 
me... fuck!" she moaned, as I picked up the tempo.

I could feel mom's hands as she softly caressed my 
balls as I fucked Lindsey, slowly stroking the 
underside of my slippery shaft as it plunged into sis's 
hot wet hole, then back up over my rapidly tightening 
nuts. I could feel the tenseness of impending climax 
approaching swiftly as I grabbed hold of sis's ass and 
shoved my meat in as deep as it would go. 

I grunted as I shot spurt after spurt of hot creamy cum 
into her already sopping pussy. As she felt my cock 
twitch and jerk as it dumped its load, the muscles of 
her vagina walls contracted spasmodically around my 
shaft and she climaxed with a whimpering groan. 

We collapsed in a hot, sweaty heap in each others arms, 
catching our breaths in short jerky gasps. After 
several minutes of just laying there, my cock soaking 
in juices of its own making, mixed with hers, of 
course, I rolled of sis and sat on the edge of the bed. 
I sat there for several minutes, looking at the red, 
swollen pussy lips, and the gooey mess we'd made in the 
soft curly hair of her cunt. 

Then I looked at mom, who was cradling Lindsey's head, 
quietly stroking her hair. She was laying back on the 
bed, one knee up, exposing the soft, pink, inner flesh 
of her pussy. I glanced down at my semi-hard, juice 
covered cock and wondered if it could get up again. Mom 
squelched that notion by setting up, looking from one 
of us to the other, and smiling.

"Better get cleaned up and dressed," she said, "the 
carpet cleaning guy is supposed to be her around noon."

Lindsey got up and went into the shower. I looked down 
at the mess between my legs and decided I needed a 
shower to. I went into the shower with Lindsey.

But that's another story...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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