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Happy Family
by Nathan Foster (nathanfost@aol.com)

***

A story that starts out with a mother catching her 
daughter in bed with a boyfriend, then things turn into 
a mother/daughter thing. Now turned on to teenage 
flesh, mother explores her son's equipment and then the 
kids get together and... well, you get the idea. (Fmf, 
mf, ped, bi, inc, oral, anal, ws)

***

1. A Daughter in Flagrante Delicto:

Barbara was in her early thirties, a good looking 
housewife with two beautiful children, Jack who was 15 
and Sophie who was 14. She had a lot to be grateful for 
but she was also bored with life. The children didn't 
need her like they used to and their father was so 
involved with work at this point in their lives that it 
all became a bit dull. For some time her fantasies had 
been growing more and more outrageous, spurred on by 
the lack of any suitable outlet and she was 
masturbating now more than at any time since she was a 
teenager.

One particular Monday morning things came to a sudden 
head. She was feeling a little groggy in the morning 
and decided to call in sick to work although by the 
time she had gone back to bed for an hour or so she was 
feeling substantially better and was grateful for the 
time off that she had bought for herself. She got up 
mid-morning, showered and then spent quite some time 
pampering herself in front of the mirror. 

She didn't hear anything unusual during all that time 
so when she wandered downstairs, completely naked and 
feeling much refreshed it was a shock beyond words that 
she got when she turned the corner into the living 
room. On the floor was Sophie, buck naked, lying on her 
back with her head towards her mother, over her Darren 
(Sophie's 15 year old boyfriend) had a knee on either 
side of her head and was angling his very hard cock 
downwards into Sophie's mouth. 

What she lacked in technique and experience Sophie was 
certainly making up for in enthusiasm. Over the 
slurping and gulping noises she was making it was no 
surprise that the two teens had not heard Barbara 
approaching and for almost thirty seconds she stood 
stunned at the door way watching this hard bodied guy 
dipping his cock in and out of her daughter's mouth. 

Barbara knew very well that her daughter was having 
sex, she had talked to Sophie about it some months 
earlier and had advised her on birth control and on a 
couple of occasions Barbara had been quite sure that 
she had heard the same kinds of noises coming from 
behind Sophie's bedroom door. She wasn't quite sure 
that she felt happy if Sophie was screwing so young but 
it seemed ridiculous and possibly dangerous to start 
laying down parental dictates when Sophie had come to 
her for advice. 

No matter how liberal Barbara was prepared to be as a 
parent, actually walking in on the pair of them had not 
been a scenario she had expected and she certainly 
didn't like the idea that Sophie and Darren were 
bunking school to screw each other. Still, it would be 
dreadful for them both to be discovered like this so 
she resolved to withdraw and speak to Sophie about it 
later.

This might have been an end to it but for the fact that 
there was something about the scene which made her 
linger - only perhaps for a matter of a few extra 
seconds - but she did stop and look for just that extra 
moment. Was it something about the sheer animal nature 
of what she was watching? 

Was it something about Darren and what she had to admit 
was his rather appealing body and cock? Was it that she 
was suddenly face to face with a younger, smoother and 
firmer version of herself in Sophie and she needed to 
look for a moments nostalgia? 

Whatever it was, it was enough for her to linger just 
those extra few seconds and enough time for Darren to 
look up, and for his face to go slack in sheer terror 
as he saw his girlfriend's mother standing naked in the 
doorway way, watching him as he dicked her daughter's 
face.

"Holy Shit!" He said as he leapt upwards off Sophie, a 
spay of her saliva hanging from the end of his long 
thin prick. Sophie jerked her body around and stared in 
equal dismay at her mother. There was a very awkward 
moment indeed which hung silently over them for some 
time. 

Barbara suddenly became aware of her own nakedness and 
blushingly and unsuccessfully tried to cover her 
breasts and groin at he same time - a job that she did 
not have enough hands to do well. Darren began to 
stammer out something fairly incomprehensible but 
Barbara was in control of herself more quickly "You 
kids... You kids err... carry on... I'll... I'll head 
back upstairs for a while."

And with that she turned - not fully realising that her 
ass was bared to their view and made her way back 
towards the stairs. There was an indescribable silence 
in the room behind her for some moments but just as she 
mounted the stairs, she thought she heard her daughter 
saying to Darren something like 'don't worry' and 
'she's cool.'

Upstairs sat on her own bed, Barbara could not get the 
image of her daughter and Darren out of her head and to 
her dismay Barbara found that she was wet between the 
legs. She had never thought of Darren as that 
attractive before, she supposed because she was used to 
the sight her husbands naked body and it had been a 
long time since she had thought lustful thoughts about 
the young male form. Now though, she wasn't so sure. 

Darren was a slender young man, his torso was honed 
through swimming and his legs had seemed - from what 
she could remember now through the haze of 
embarrassment to be lean, smooth and possibly shaved. 
And that cock - she could hardly bare to say it even to 
herself but it was so much leaner and keener, more 
virile than her husband's, even if it was smaller. 
These thoughts were ricocheting around her head when 
there was a timid knock at the door.

"Mum?" Sophie sounded deflated, perhaps conciliatory. 
Barbara quickly pulled the duvet around her nakedness 
and put on a similarly conciliatory tone when she 
called Sophie into the room. She was too confused by 
what she had just seen and more so by the thoughts she 
was now having to argue. Best to talk this one through 
sensibly she thought.

Sophie had put on a bath robe and her mum could see her 
face was still flushed and guessed that Sophie was 
unaware of the shiny saliva that was coating her chin. 
It was vaguely endearing. 

"Where's Darren?" Her mother asked, suspecting that she 
knew.

"He went home," Sophie seemed confused by it all too.

"I hope you two haven't had a row now because of this?" 
Barbara patted the bed beside her indicating that 
Sophie should sit down. It was a gesture which relieved 
the tension between them considerably.

"No. No, he was just too embarrassed after..." and her 
voice trailed off, not quite able to find the words, 
"...when you caught us shagging."

Barbara suddenly realised that she felt exhausted, just 
a few minutes of stress and confusion had wiped her out 
completely. "You really like him don't you honey?" 
Barbara found that she was quite keen to talk about 
Darren, "I hope he's good to you?"

"Yea I do and he is. Its not quite so good though when 
it stops half way through." Sophie managed a half smile 
and Barbara noticed that she too seemed really quite 
tired and deflated. The bloom of an almost-orgasm was 
still thick on her cheeks and Barbara couldn't help 
herself when the thought came 'I bet she's as wet 
between the legs now as I am.' 

Barbara, the thirty-something mother of two was 
horrified by the thought she had just had, but it was 
nonetheless making her wetter still. It was like 
somebody else was sitting in her brain. She heard 
herself saying, "Well, perhaps I can help there, seeing 
as I caused the problem in the first place." 

She gently pushed Sophie backwards until she was lying 
on the bed. Sophie's big brown eyes looked up at her 
curiously but she made no protest. A voice in Barbara's 
head was screaming 'WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? WHAT 
ARE YOU DOING?!' over and over. But for some reason she 
wanted to and was able to ignore that voice. 

Barbara felt jittery like she hadn't felt since the 
first adolescent fumbling with this girls father many 
years ago now. Her breathing became shallow as the 
sheer weight of anticipation built up inside her - the 
feeling that comes each time your body experiences a 
new body, one it hasn't seen or felt before. 

Slowly she moved the two sides of her daughter's robe 
apart and Sophie closed her eyes. Sophie's body was 
quite lovely, her skin was soft and supple to the 
touch. And what a touch. As Barbara's fingers alighted 
on her daughter's thigh she felt something like a 
static charge which seemed to penetrate right down to 
the base of her spine. Sophie's mouth opened slightly 
at the first touch and she seemed almost like she was 
asleep. 'YOU CAN'T DO THIS! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!' But she 
did. 

Like the movement of someone adjusting themselves in 
their sleep Sophie twisted slightly and caused her legs 
to open a little. Her crotch was a reminder to Barbara 
of her age. Her hair was dark but it was straight and 
thin, and although the signs of puberty were well 
advanced there was not yet any covering with thick 
bushy hair and the crack of her vagina was easily 
visible as from the front and more so as it travelled 
down between her legs where the hair was thinner still. 
Which is where Barbara's fingers went. 

Sophie stirred again on the bed as she felt her 
mother's fingers touch and then begin to rub the still 
wet lips of her pussy. Her legs spread further still in 
an involuntary sprawl. Her mother knew what she was 
doing and soon Sophie was breathing deeply, her almost 
full breasts rising and falling strongly to the rhythm 
of her mother's hand movements. They murmured gently to 
each other - sometimes forming words.

"Darren is very lucky to have you," Barbara said 
gently. "From what I saw, you should think yourself 
lucky too."

"Mmmm-uh," Sophie's reply was lost for the moment. 
Neither of them were thinking about what they were 
doing, both were simply lost in the sensation. Barbara 
in the wetness and warmth of the private hole between 
her daughters legs and Sophie in the sensuous grindings 
of her mothers hand. They were not touching elsewhere, 
in some ways the whole thing remained very utilitarian, 
mother sitting beside a prone daughter, helping her out 
with a very natural function. 

Sophie cleared her throat softly and said, "You should 
teach him how to do this."

Barbara gave a little snort, "I don't suppose Darren 
would be interested in a woman my age for a moment. No, 
you'll just have to train him yourself." There was a 
sharp intake of breath from Sophie as her mother chose 
that moment to introduce two fingers right inside her, 
her thumb staying outside rotating on her young 
clitoris. 

Through heavier breathing still Sophie managed to gasp, 
"I think you're wrong mum." But that was all she 
managed before Barbara turned up the pace and began 
finger frigging her baby daughter's cunt in earnest. 
The juices were flowing out over her hand and onto the 
bed and Barbara started rubbing hard, manipulating her 
fingers inside and out of her daughter, pumping into 
her deepest recesses and thinking at the same time, 
despite herself, of the beautiful young cock which had 
been up there just minutes before. 

Sophie began to writhe, grinding her hips and pelvis 
around her mothers hand, alternately spreading her legs 
to allow her mother as deep as possible, and then 
squeezing her legs together around mum's hand to savour 
the exquisite sensation. Just before she came, Sophie 
started to yelp and cry out, her voice sounded so young 
and trembling, she thrashed on the bed next to her 
mother one last time and then fell quiet as Barbara 
watched the ripples of a shiver run back and forth 
under Sophie's skin. 

They did not say another word but Barbara left her 
daughter on the bed to sleep which Sophie did 
immediately.


2. What's Next?

The aftermath of Barbara's experience with her daughter 
was gentle but significant. They did talk about it but 
not much, the voice in Barbara's head which had 
screamed against her during their first encounter soon 
subsided and it just seemed quite the natural thing to 
do, a bit of mother daughter bonding. They carried on 
too. It was only ever a case of Mother fingering her 
daughter, nothing more, but it became quite regular.

For the next month or so, Barbara would go to her 
daughter's bedroom perhaps every other night, often 
after Sophie was already asleep, slip her fingers 
quietly inside her daughter and bring her dozing form 
to a climax before returning to her snoring husband's 
side in her own bed. But that was not all that 
happened. 

Barbara found she was able to get the vicarious thrill 
of her daughter's sexual explorations with Darren. It 
was as if they had suddenly become the most intimate 
kind of girlfriends. Sophie would talk to her mother 
about everything she and Darren did together, 
expressing her reservations, asking her advice and 
telling her how wonderful things were after the event.

"Mum, he wants me to swallow his cum. Is that alright? 
Its not dangerous or anything is it?"

"Well, do you want to do it?" Her mum enquired. 

"You bet I do," said Sophie with her minxiest smile on, 
"sounds like a really sexy idea, you know I like sex 
when its really slippery and messy, I told you about 
that baby oil idea we had didn't I and that was cool. 
I'm just not sure if its alright to swallow cum." 

Barbara gave her daughter the information and the very 
next day was hearing all about how the divine Darren 
was over the jerking all over the place when Sophie let 
him cum in her mouth, the taste or it and consistency 
were all included in the report.

They had a great deal of these conversations in the 
month or so that followed their first sexual encounter 
together. It was also implicitly understood between 
them that Barbara thought Darren was very good looking 
and that Darren had been very impressed by what he had 
seen of Barbara. Both women chose not to think about 
the implications of that. 

But night time trips to her daughter's bedside and 
masturbating to the stories that Sophie told her about 
Darren were not quite enough for Barbara. Although 
Sophie had grown quite wild at times whilst her 
mother's fingers were buried deep inside her pubic 
mound, Sophie never touched her mother there and 
Barbara always had to relieve herself once she got back 
to her own bed, trying not to wake up Harry, Sophie's 
dad in the process.

The next development in Barbara's sex life was almost 
as unplanned as the first but it happened to some 
degree as a result of the frustration she felt leaving 
Sophie's room night after night. Barbara looked in on 
her son one of those nights. 

It was something she had done on and off for some time, 
albeit with decreasing regularity as he had gotten 
older. But still she felt that both he and Sophie were 
enough her babies still that she had the right to check 
on them, as she had done every night when they were 
little, if only to hear the comforting sound of their 
breathing.

Jack was asleep. Soundly. His breathing was slightly 
laboured but he wasn't quite snoring. The curtains were 
open and the moon made the inside of his room pale and 
silvery. Jack was sleeping under one sheet only as it 
was a hot night and his mother, still horny from the 
fingering she had just come from with his sister 
noticed a slight tenting in that one sheet.

Jack was a lovely kid. He was fifteen but in some ways 
much less mature than his little sister. He stood just 
under 5'9'' which seemed short these days amongst his 
peers. He had a slim build, not quite skinny but almost 
and again, in comparison to his peers he was a bit of a 
weakling. He was shy and quiet and had not yet really 
come 'out of his shell' as the neighbours often 
commented to her. 

His skin was pale because he hardly let it see the sun, 
preferring instead to spend his time huddled around his 
computer with friends or hanging around with them at 
night. It was the difficult age when it was impossible 
to go into bars and clubs and to be honest, Jack's 
social skills weren't up to that yet either, he would 
have scared shitless by a place like that.

Barbara opened his bedroom door a touch more and 
stepped inside. Jack was asleep with his mouth open and 
his head back. He did not look terribly attractive. But 
then, his mother had just spent a month fantasizing 
about his sister's boyfriend who was the same age as 
Jack. It had to be said though that the age was about 
where the similarity ended. Darren was not muscular in 
a beefy way but he was sporty and his body toned and 
hard. Jack's body was hard too but that was mostly 
bone. Whilst Darren was well developed, Jack looked 
like he had some maturing still to do. 

Staring at her son, drenched in the moonlight, she 
compared him to Darren and found that Jack looked 
almost feminine by comparison. He stirred suddenly, 
making Barbara start, but he did not wake. In the 
process of turning onto his back Jack pushed the sheet 
down off of his torso and lay exposed from the waist 
up. He was her son, she could not help but find him 
beautiful. 

She reached out a hand and placed it on his chest. His 
skin surprised her by being silky in a way she had not 
expected. His angular face had been dotted with the 
occasional spot for a couple of years now but here, 
down in the warmth over his heart, Jack's skin was as 
soft as the inside of his sisters thighs.

Barbara could feel the same kind of compulsion growing 
in her, the same kind of excitement as when she had 
first eased Sophie backwards on the bed. She let her 
eyes roam over his body, immune somewhat now to the 
weight of taboo which might have pressed upon her a 
month ago. 

She followed the arch of his chest and could see the 
gentle undulation of his ribs under his skin, his 
stomach fell away in a graceful curve from the bottom 
of his rib cage and just where his skin started to 
soften and bloom as it descended into his pubic hair it 
was covered still by the sheet.

Barbara's eyes were still drawn to his crotch though. 
Not for anything that she could see explicitly but for 
the hard rod that quite clearly lurked underneath the 
thin cotton shroud. She took the moment and the 
opportunity, her experiences with Sophie had taught her 
that chances should not be missed. Very gently she 
peeled back the sheet and allowed her son's cock to 
stand free. 

Then she sat down beside him on the bed, her head close 
to his erect shaft and although he stirred again he did 
not wake. It wasn't so much a cock she thought as a 
prick. More adolescent looking than a cock she thought. 
It had a foreskin, that much she knew because it had 
been her decision to keep it for him. The rest of it 
was a revelation. 

It had been many years since she had seen her son naked 
and in those years there had been a lot of changes. His 
balls were full and rounded and they hung weightily in 
a low hanging sac of flesh, his prick itself was not 
long or thick but it had animal look about it, the same 
kind of animal feeling went with it as with the sight 
of Darren doing Sophie. It wasn't a big animal kind of 
thing but more like a scrappy, strong animal, like a 
dog. That was it. 

Looking at Darren's cock was like looking at a dog's 
dick. But bigger than that, Barbara had to give him 
that. There was a full bush of hair there now as well 
which hadn't even started to appear the last time 
Barbara had seen this part of her son.

She put a hand on his prick. With two fingers she 
gently rubbed his foreskin a little way back and forth, 
then took his prick in her coiled hand. It jerked 
instantly and she responded by gripping it more firmly. 
In one slow movement she moved the foreskin back, 
skinning and exposing his glans which glistened 
slightly. He began to wake up. 'The moment of truth she 
thought.'

"Mum?" The half question barely escaped his throat as 
he woke from some strange dream.

"Do you want me to carry on?" She asked very quietly 
still squeezing gently on his prick.

"Mum?" He said again, slightly more clear this time.

"Shall I stop?" There was a very very long pause.

"Uh, what do you think?" He said.

"I think it looks like you are enjoying it." Barbara 
could feel the gamble going on here with every nerve 
end in her body, but it was exciting and it made her 
wet.

"I think..." He paused nervously, "I think you should 
carry on." The tension in her released suddenly, she 
lent forwards and took the whole length of his teen 
prick into her mouth which got the desired reaction. 
Jack gasped and arched his back, unintentionally 
pushing his prick deep into her warm mouth.

 To Barbara her boy's meat tasted really good, not 
exactly clean, but good. It felt woddy and knotty and 
full of strength and she savoured the young hardness of 
it, pushing her tongue every now and again under his 
foreskin and licking around the sensitive head. 

She had no idea that Jack would produce so much pre-
cum, within a minute of her lips touching his prick she 
could taste it oozing out of the slit at the top. She 
remembered what his sister had said about liking sex to 
be slippery and mucky, she could relate to that now. 
Barbara soon felt a very tentative hand on the top of 
her head and with each successive swallowing of his 
doggy, adolescent prick her hands son got firmer, 
pushed slightly harder.

Jack made a noise, the first real noise since she had 
taken him in her mouth.

It was a kind of a his, then a second or two later she 
realised it was a word.

A word that Jack was trying out and pushing through his 
clenched teeth. "Sssuck!" he said, almost inaudibly at 
first, then again, "Suck." Much stronger this time. She 
almost gagged as she lost her stride when she heard her 
own son, fifteen years old and with his prick buried in 
her mouth say to her "Suck my cock." He hadn't learnt 
that one from children's television she thought.

"Ah, yeah! Suck my cock." His movements were becoming 
more purposeful now and it wasn't long before he was 
bucking his hips into her face, jabbing and fucking 
with his cock. "Suck my cock, mum. Suck it. Yeah." She 
wasn't even used to hearing her son swear in front of 
her but these foul words gurgling up from his aroused 
throat made her really hot, she could feel juice 
beginning to run down her the inside of her thighs. 

Barbara wasn't about to make the same mistake with Jack 
as she had made with Sophie. She wasn't going to do all 
this work for no reward. She moved grabbed his wrist 
and brought his hand over the side of the bed and down 
between her legs. As soon as he got the idea he went to 
her cunt. His long, ungainly fingers, grubby and quick-
bitten with fingernails dirty and bitten back almost to 
the bone, jabbed in between her lips. There was no 
build up, no stimulation from outside, he just jabbed 
them in. 

Normally she might have thought how inconsiderate, but 
of her son she just enjoyed the roughness and 
inexperience of his touch. Is this his first time she 
thought to herself? Soon he was roughly shoving two or 
three fingers in and out of her and the lubrication of 
all those fantasies made real was enough to keep it 
from hurting.

He was still lying on his back just as he had been when 
she arrived but now his hand was pressing her mouth 
firmly around his cock and the force of his thrusting 
was all-consuming. Of the few men that she had been 
with in her life she had never known any to weep so 
much cum before they orgasmed, string after string of 
the salty-sweet sperm seeped out of his prick and 
lubricated her throat in an almost continual flow. 

Each time he shoved his hips up she could just make out 
on his stomach a thin but strong six-pack of muscle 
which clenched and bulged in time with their movements. 
She ran her hand across his stomach and found him slick 
with a thin film of sweat. She looked up to his face 
and saw the contorted agony of sexual pleasure, his 
hair matted into long strands which flicked backwards 
and forwards across his face and beads of sweat formed 
in rows across his forehead. She could see that he was 
close. 

He had three fingers inside her now, his hand had gone 
in from the front and now as his body wracked and 
tensed in quick succession he closed his thumb over the 
front of her cunt, almost as if trying to press it 
towards the fingers which were inside, and for the 
final few spasms he was not so much finger fucking her 
as tugging at her using her hole as a hand hold.

He came, and a whole bucket-load of sperm flooded her 
mouth, at the same time, Jack spasmed on the bed, the 
tension in his body made all the greater by their need 
to be very quiet. He collapsed backwards onto the bed 
panting, his eyes blinking in disbelief and amazement. 
His sweat slick body shone in the moonlight and without 
thinking he ran his hands from his neck to his crotch 
in one luxurious movement. In doing so he wiped his 
mother's juices all over his top and added them to the 
shine.

"You OK?" she asked, slightly unsure again now that the 
urgency was over.

"You bet," said Jack.

"You don't mind doing that again some time then? And 
the rest!" He said with a wicked smile, and then; "But 
I really have to get to sleep now, I gotta get up 
early." Barbara smiled to herself 'typical man' she 
thought as she gathered herself together and went back 
to bed.



3. Sometimes Things Happen Quickly

It wasn't long after Barbara's fun with her son that 
Sophie challenged her. "You did stuff with Jack the 
other night didn't you." She had said one evening when 
everyone else was out. Barbara did not see the point of 
denying it to her daughter, they had become so close 
after all and it wasn't as if Sophie was a stranger to 
incest. So she recounted in detail what had happened. 

The feel of his thick fingers and the taste of his 
young cock were all included in the description as was 
how rough he had been and Barbara's opinion that he 
could be very rough if given the opportunity. Barbara 
could tell that Sophie was excited by the tale because 
by the time she had finished Sophie had her fingers 
down inside the front of her own jeans and was frigging 
herself furiously. 

They talked about other things too that night, not 
least because Daren had apparently asked Sophie if he 
could try fucking her ass as this was something he had 
seen in a porn flick and thought might be fun. Barbara 
had never had this done to her but knew a little about 
it and as usual she tried to give her daughter good 
advice.

 They talked for hours that evening and when eventually 
the men came home Sophie slipped off the sofa and made 
her way to bed, winking at her mum as she went and 
flicking a glance to her lanky older brother, "Next 
time," she said in hushed tones, "Let me know first." 

Her mother just nodded and turned away to welcome son 
and husband home.

A whole week passed and Jack and his mother had no more 
contact in that time. Neither did they talk about it. 
Jack did keep looking at his mother though and once or 
twice he managed to pluck up the courage to squeeze 
surreptitiously on his bulge whilst throwing her a look 
but his dad had been in the room and so nothing further 
happened that day.

Towards the end of the week Barbara encountered Jack on 
the stairs coming out of the shower. He was wrapped in 
a towel and naked from the waist up. There was no-one 
else around and after a quick glance down the landing 
Jack faced his mother and unwrapped the towel showing 
his penis hanging full and damp from the heat and wet 
of the shower. 

His mother stepped forward and placed her hand on his 
prick and pulled slightly, she felt it swell and Jack's 
thin frame shuddered. But Barbara was no fool, she 
wasn't going to start anything on the stairs, back into 
mother-mode she simply said, "Off to bed now, I might 
see you later." He went, reluctantly.

Later that night, when her husband was soundly asleep, 
Barbara slipped from her bed and into Sophie's room. 
Sophie was awake and already masturbating. "What are 
you thinking about?" said her mother as she sat down 
softly on the bed, allowing her hand to join her 
fourteen year old daughters hand deep in the girls 
crotch. 

Sophie was coy for a moment, but a moment only. 
"Actually, I was thinking about Jack. I never really 
thought about him very much till you told me what you 
did with him, I was wondering if it would be the same 
as cheating on Darren if I had a go with Jack. After 
all Jack is my brother, its not like he another 
boyfriend or anything." 

Barbara sighed to herself. She could feel one of those 
moments which had come all too often recently when a 
wild idea was about to turn itself into reality. "Why 
don't you come and watch now, and you can decide for 
yourself?" There was a pause and Barbara got up from 
the bed, "well, its up to you."

 She got up and went to leave. Sophie thought about her 
older brother. He was not built like Darren, he wasn't 
really all that attractive except in a slightly cute 
kinda geeky way, but he did have the advantage of 
availability, and shit was she feeling horny right now. 
And added to that her mum had said that he might be 
quite rough and she had always kind of enjoyed the 
rough and tumble of brother sister fights when they 
were younger, maybe this could be like that only 
sexier.  She followed her mother, both of them naked, 
slinking out of her room and into Jack's next door.

Jack was asleep on his back, the covers pulled down to 
waist and one arm hanging limp out the side of the bed. 
Barbara turned to her daughter and manoevered her into 
the room till she was standing next to her brother's 
bed, then she took Jack's flopping hand and placed it 
gently into the warm, wet crevice between Sophie's 
legs. Barbara bent one of his sleep-supple fingers 
upwards and introduced it into Sophie's cunt. The 
sensation caused her to involuntarily open her legs a 
little and her knees bent a bit. When Barbara moved her 
hand away, Jack's hand stayed and moved slightly, he 
was obviously waking a little. 

"Mum?" He said, drowsily. Neither of the women said 
anything and Jack did not open his eyes, he just kept 
moving his hand roughly and firmly in and around his 
sister's crack. Sophie could see her older brother' 
cock stirring under the sheet and she wondered for the 
first time in he life what it looked like. She looked 
at her brother's wiry frame and wondered for the first 
time what it would be like to be up close to that, 
flesh against flesh. There was nothing sentimental in 
her thinking it was pure lust, she was wide open 
already between her legs and gagging for more than just 
a finger or two there.

When Jack eventually did open his eyes he was surprised 
but pleasantly to see his fourteen year old sister 
gyrating on the end of his hand and even more surprised 
when she leaned over and put her mouth to his twitching 
cock through the soft cotton sheet. Sophie could feel 
every line and ridge of her brother's cock through the 
material and she was surprised by the size of it. It 
was not even as big as Darren's but she had somehow 
expected something smaller, perhaps just because he was 
her brother. 

Darren moved the covers back over his cock and just as 
he had with his mother a few nights earlier he placed a 
hand on the back of her head and started to grind his 
hips upwards so that his prick rubber flat against her 
lips. Sophie breathed in deep and enjoyed the musty 
adolescent smell and licked along the length of his 
cock, surprised at how hard and yet soft it was at the 
same time. 

Before Sophie had a chance to show off her skills at 
giving head, Barbara, who was enjoying her role as 
facilitator started to move them around. She lifted one 
of Sophie's legs and helped Sophie onto the bed so that 
she was sitting astride her brother's face and then as 
Sophie lowered her dripping pussy onto Jack's mouth she 
went to the other end of the bed and took the base of 
Jack's teen cock in her hand, angling it upwards, and 
pushed Sophie's face down onto it. 

The moment the sixty-nine began, both her children 
started to squirm. Jack was pumping his hips vigorously 
and Sophie, bent over with her rounded ass cheeks in 
the air and her half-formed breasts brushing against 
his stomach, was rubbing her vagina, juice pouring from 
her, all over his face. 

Barbara stood back and looked on as the two beautiful 
teens, brother and sister, sucked and ate each other on 
the bed. Her hand went to her own cunt and she was in 
heaven. She watched for quite some time and at one 
point she even sucked on his smooth balls while he 
slammed his rod in and out of Sophie's face. After a 
little while, when it seemed as though her offspring 
would have been happy just to carry on like this all 
night she urged them to move again. 

This time it was a bit more chaotic but she soon had 
them where she wanted them. Sophie on her back and Jack 
in between Sophie's legs, she grabbed hold of Jack's 
prick, angled it downwards this time and pressed his 
hard ass cheeks forwards until his cock entered his 
sister. Barbara watched the whole process intently from 
beginning to end. 

From the moment when Jack's glistening cockhead first 
parted her daughter's lips, through the long slow 
motion of penetration until his pubic hair was nudging 
against hers and Sophie's cunt was stretched wide.

The penetration was the only slow thing about the fuck 
that ensued. Jack seemed to go wild the moment his 
sister's wet, sloppy fuck hole was all around his dick. 
He took hold of her wrists and pinned them to the bed, 
he thrust down hard and then withdrew his cock from her 
completely before stuffing it back in again in one 
movement. 

He went wild, Sophie was grunting and panting as he 
fucked her like a rapist, sawing her crack with his 
cock, pre-cum and her juice spraying off the end of his 
cock every time he withdrew, the bed was squeaking 
worryingly but none of them cared, Jack was going to 
have his fourteen year old sister like it might be his 
last fuck on this earth and there was no stopping him 
now. 

Sweat formed in rivulets all over his body and at one 
point Barbara even saw Sophie running her tongue up 
Jack's chest to lick it off him, at least until she was 
slammed back into the mattress by another mighty 
thrust. Barbara finally realised that this was what she 
missed about young sex, the roughness, the urgency, the 
hunger and the need that filled both her children's 
eyes.

Perhaps because they were siblings, perhaps just by 
lucky coincidence but the pair of them climaxed 
together, Jack firing a wad of hot, stringy sperm into 
the deepest recess of Sophie's fuck hole, just as she 
shivered into an orgasm and sent a small river of juice 
flowing out over his cock and balls. 

It was wonderful to watch and Barbara was able to make 
herself cum just in the time that it took the two 
teenagers to stop panting and begin to disentangle 
themselves. When Barbara left, the two of them were 
still on the bed, Sophie lying where Jack had placed 
her with her head resting on his thigh, his cock, still 
thick with the heat of sex, nestling between her lips. 

She watched Sophie gently lapping at the sperm and 
vaginal juice which remained on Jack before returning 
to her own bed for the night with just the soft warning 
to them to be where they should be by the time their 
father got up the next morning. Barbara had some 
amazing dreams that night.

In the week that followed it all seemed to happen at 
once. Barbara's husband was a way for the weekend at a 
conference and so the three of them had the run of the 
house. Jack and Sophie got on OK but prior to their 
Mother's intervention they had just not had anything in 
common. They led separate lives with different groups 
of friends. 

Jack was the slightly geeky older brother to Sophie and 
She in turn was the precociously pubertal little 
sister. Now they had something in common. On the first 
morning that dad was away Sophie came downstairs in her 
dressing gown and found Jack already at the breakfast 
table similarly dressed. She pottered around the 
kitchen for a moment and Jack took sideways glances at 
her small but curvaceous form. 

Then he got up, stood behind her at the kitchen surface 
and hooked up her dressing gown, revealing her smooth 
rounded ass cheeks and within a moment he had whipped 
out his morning hard-on and pressed it into her from 
behind. He pushed hard and ground his hips forwards 
until his cock was deep inside, spreading her lips and 
feeling the tightness of her morning pussy. He pushed 
her head forward to the work surface and fucked his 
uncomplaining sister till they both came.

That night after school, all three of them were 
watching television, Sophie and Jack on the sofa and 
their mother in a chair. Without warning and in the 
middle of an ad break Jack unzipped and released a 
springy erection from within his jeans. He grabbed his 
sister by the back of the head and pulled her mouth 
down to his cock. She opened and swallowed the whole 
thing, enjoying the unwashed teen smell of him. 

Their mother was soon off her seat and applying her 
mouth to Sophie's cunt lips, head under Sophie's skirt 
and tongue pulling and tweaking at Sophie's clit. When 
Jack was close to coming, Sophie fought her way out 
from under his hands to get her mouth off his prick and 
then sat astride his lap, lowering herself onto his 
engorged organ in one swift motion. 

Seconds later as Sophie rode up and down his shaft, 
squeezing for all she was worth Jack dumped a load into 
his sisters fuck hole and their mother lapped it up as 
it dribbled out. 

Later that same night Sophie crawled into bed with her 
big brother and snuggled naked beside him, wriggling 
her rump into his crotch. He was aroused immediately 
and began humping the small of her back. "I love it 
when you are rough," she said, "how rough do you think 
you can be?"

Jack was surprised by the question.

"How rough do you want me to be?" He asked for lack of 
a better response. "Well, I sometimes get the 
impression that Darren thinks I might break if he is 
too rough, but I used to like it kind of when we fought 
when we were younger and I don't mind pain some. You 
know some women like to fantasize about getting raped 
well, I think that would be cool. If it was you or 
Darren that is." 

Jack needed no further prompting and he grabbed his 
sister by the hair and pulled her almost bodily out of 
the bed, across the hallway and into the bathroom. He 
forced her to her knees and crushed the side of his 
iron-hard dick into her face, "Lick it bitch, lick it." 

He seethed with a severity which surprised even 
himself. He smeared his cock and its pre-cum all over 
her beautiful, upturned face and neck. He pulled his 
foreskin firmly back to behind his cock-head and used 
the end of his knob to jab at her mouth repeatedly. 
Whilst this went on he moved his foot between her 
kneeling thighs and managed to shove his big toe and 
some others into her cunt in a stabbing almost kicking 
motion. 

She grunted and moaned but he wasn't letting go of her 
hair. Jack finally shoved the whole length of his teen 
prick down his sister's throat and she gagged, 
involuntarily she tried to pull away but couldn't 
manage to get away from his pressing hand and she 
chocked and gargled with his pre-cum splattering that 
and her deep throat saliva all over his groin as she 
heaved. 

With one final tremendous shove he forced his cock so 
far down her throat that he could feel her lips on his 
pubes. Then he relaxed for a moment. Just a second of 
two though before he started pissing. He pissed into 
her mouth. Sophie felt the stiffness in his cock jerk 
and pulse and then came the flood of bitter, hot 
liquid. 

He pulled out half way through his piss and started 
whacking her face with his dick. Piss sprayed 
everywhere and despite panting for breath Sophie kept 
her mouth open and up, desperately trying to get as 
much as she could. 

Jack thought he had never seen anything quite so 
beautiful as the dark skin of his sister's face, neck 
and breasts shining with the piss glitter he had just 
produced. Finally, grabbing both her wrists and holding 
them firm behind her back he twisted his little sister 
around on the floor, made her kneel up and then bent 
her over the side of the bath. 

Jack planted his feet a little distance apart, bent his 
knees so that his cock was lower than simply standing 
and planted the end of it against the pink rose bud ass 
hole of his sister. It twitched on contact with his 
cock and Jack felt her stiffen all over. "So," he said 
with evident pleasure, "Jack's never fucked your ass 
then? - Well, there's a first time for everything and 
this is it." And with that he began pushing into her. 

They both felt her sphincter opening as the head of his 
prick, slimy as ever with vast amounts of pre-cum, 
slipped inside her just an inch. Then with a thrust of 
his hips he took her. They ass fucked like dogs on 
heat, Sophie feeling the stubby shaft burning its way 
in and out of her over and over, feeling her guts 
invaded and pounded, Jack amazed at the tightness and 
the heat, the friction and the writhing it produced in 
his little sister. 

They collapsed onto the floor, still coupled and 
copulating, Jack was slamming her now, using his body 
weight to drill into her ass, he could see its expanded 
bud now gaping each time he withdrew and fired back 
into her. Both of them were light headed, the room was 
spinning around them and the connection between them 
felt raw and animal and fabulously dirty and taboo. 

They bucked and thumped onto the bathroom floor like 
that for nearly twenty minutes, pausing every little 
while to stop Jack cumming too soon and for him to use 
her mouth to re-lube his dick whilst making her taste 
her insides at the same time. All the while he held her 
down using superior weight and strength even when he 
was fucking her face he held her head to the floor with 
the flat of his hand. They both loved it.

This kind of thing went on all week. Sophie was 
regularly fucked in the ass, mouth and cunt, pissed on 
and tied up in almost every room in the house. Barbara 
watched with joy as her two kids experimented and from 
time to time she joined in. It was in that week that 
Jack fucked his mother for the first time and all the 
while he had his little sister sucking on his bollocks. 

By the end of the week they were beginning to wonder 
what on earth would happen to all this freedom when dad 
came home.

END

Nathan Foster - Writer of erotica - slash fan fiction - 
spirituality and Journalism "Does my sexiness upset 
you/does it come as a surprise/ that I dance like I got 
diamonds at the meeting of my thighs" - The Goddess 
Angelou :-)

nathanfost@aol.com

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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