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Anna laughed, having figured both would have said reward as she stepped up between them, glancing down at the sizeable lump in Michael’s shorts as her hips brushed each of them. She grinned wider as both of them flinched as if they had received a small electric shock. “So be it,” she said simply before turning to her daughter; “Sit on the end of the bed Caitlin.” 

The two of them looked at the older woman who although identical to the mother they had grown up with now seemed to be something different. The warm and loving look they usually saw on her face was now replaced with something that could only be described as predatory. Caitlin glanced down at her mother’s skirt which was twisted and seemed to be caught up beneath it exposing most of her left stockinged thigh.

She chewed on her bottom lip as she took the few steps towards the bed and sat down; she was about to smooth her skirt down when she looked into her mother’s eyes once again; instead she moved her feet apart on the floor knowing that the soaking gusset of her underwear was on display. Her chest heaved as she wondered if her mother would recognise the sexy pair of lacy knickers she had borrowed from her. She didn’t need to look at her brother to know he was taking in every detail the stained panties.

“Punishment first I think,” announced Anna and took hold of her son’s elbow leading him forwards towards his sister. It took Caitlin a second to realise what her mother intended and after the flash of surprise appeared on her face a broad grin spread over her lips. Michael didn’t dare grin but his eyes were full of joy as a long hidden desire was about to be fulfilled. Anna positioned him to stand to the left of his sister’s knees and then turned away. For a moment the two siblings wondered what their mother was doing but she simply walked over to Michael’s chair and wheeled it back towards them.

All three were breathing deeply as Anna sat down on the chair and pulled her skirt all the way up exposing the flesh above her stocking tops and then slid forward, one knee slipping between her daughter’s thighs. Caitlin shuddered at the sensuous feel of nylon sliding against her bare flesh and the sight she was afforded of her mother’s pussy dissected by her panties; her inner lips on display, all shiny and red framed by a wet bush of black pubic hair, matted and stuck to her crotch.

Michael fists tightened by his sides as he looked down at the four legs interwoven before him; two bare and tanned against the others dark with nylon but topped with pale, almost pure white flesh by comparison. His cock twitched visibly in his shorts as the two women before him stared at each other’s crotches, their thighs moving fractionally back and forth against each other indicated by the soft squeak of the chair’s wheels.

It had been literally years since Anna had indulged in spanking. She thought about it as she felt her daughter shift forwards so she was sitting on the very edge of the bed trying to press their knees against each other’s soaking crotches. She kept her thighs pressed together enjoying the friction of the pair of young thighs sliding against her own and the exquisite frustration she could see etched on Caitlin’s face. Twelve years; at least twelve she thought as she felt her juices dribble out of her aching quim onto the leather seat and down onto the carpet.

Sean and Anna had indulged in all sorts of sexual behaviour all over the house when they had first moved in; not a single room had been left out including the cramped utility room where he had gently fucked her as she sat atop the washing machine running its spin cycle at full tilt. It was the kitchen and the wooden table though where he had often spanked her ass till it was red and glowing and then drove his cock deep inside her as he would pull her arms back; the stinging heat of her ass cheeks being slapped by his hips always driving her to incredible orgasms. Halcyon days she smiled at the thought and then it had happened; by tiny degrees at first, Michael had come along, not planned but neither a mistake and their shenanigans, as Sean always called it, had become tempered and a little less often till they were generally confined to the bedroom.

Caitlin had arrived within the year and the full time occupation of looking after a pair of small children while on maternity leave and Sean’s business taking off had increased the time between fucks of any description. Of course Michael grew and from a very young age had displayed a natural curiosity which reduced any shenanigans to times when their son was sound asleep or if they were very lucky on simultaneous days-off when both of their children were in nursery. She was sure the very last time they had engaged in a little sexual chastisement had been cut short as they heard the young child totter along the corridor from his room to theirs and Anna had quickly lifted herself from Sean’s lap, his rock-hard cock standing up straight, shiny with her juices where it had been firmly wedged against her dripping quim as she quickly grabbed a dressing gown before the door opened.

Michael the cause of her frustration that night still stood patiently beside the two women, a sizeable damp spot staining his shorts where the copious amount of precum had leaked from his cock’s eye. If he hadn’t deleted the search history regularly on his computer it would have been obvious that most of his excursions into the sexual side of the internet often ended with one type of spanking scenario or other. Even though it increased the risk of getting caught by his parents or his sister, maybe because of it, he’d always wait, watching the entire length of the video clips on Pornhub or the stories on Lush before he would allow himself to ejaculate.

The last year, more specifically his little sister entering the sixth form and the rapid change in her dress styles and an old category being re-instated on his favourite sex story site had caused him to fantasise more and more about his own family. The obvious sexuality of Caitlin was easy to understand but the innate authority that his mother exuded and his fascination with being punished always made his cock and balls ache as he refused to let himself cum till the story or video was over. He knew he’d explode the moment he was given permission by either of the women before him. He glanced towards the door and wondered if his father shared the same secret desire that his mother had kept so well hidden. His cock throbbed as he hoped the three of them would be caught.

Caitlin was desperate, her pussy quivered with a desire for satisfaction and yet she knew the longer she went without, the greater her orgasm was going to be. One part of her mind was in shock at what was happening before her; she couldn’t deny she had a thirst for the carnal but now, suddenly it seemed she was going to learn everything at the hands of her family. So far all she had experienced was a couple of co-operative, “in preparation for boys” as she had suggested, kiss and fondle sessions with her best friend Jolene who had called time before things went too far and then a few fumblings with Mark which had culminated in a very unsatisfactory time on the previous Saturday.

If she’d known he was going to brag about it she doubted she would have let things go so far. In hindsight his lack of skills when it came to her needs and desires had left her wondering if sex was really all it was cracked up to be. He hadn’t even gone down on her after she had taken her first taste of cock as he had promised. She had enjoyed sucking his glans and was only just getting into her stride thinking she quite liked it when he had blown his load without any warning. She’d spat out his seed in a pure reflex reaction before she had realised what had happened. Mark had what she could only call a temper tantrum, berating her for not knowing that she was meant to swallow it all.

He’d stormed off before she’d even had a chance to admit that the few drops she had tasted she actually liked. Her pussy, so far having only had one of his clumsy fingers within it was soaking; poised and ready to orgasm and yet she had made her way home utterly frustrated and, now, not even in the mood to satisfy her own libido. She looked up into her mother’s eyes gazing between her legs, fully aware of her brother’s swollen member less than a foot away from her face tenting his shorts and knew her reward would be anything and possibly/probably everything she wanted.

Anna was impressed with her son as he stood there patiently and yet obviously filled with lust and desire. What the fuck am I doing? she thought and then said “Assume the position, Michael.” She spread her thighs a few inches and looked up away from her daughter’s crotch and into her eyes as she copied her movements. The two of them closed the couple of inches and sighed simultaneously as their knees pressed into the others crotch. Anna’s stocking were instantly soaked as she felt the hot wet secretions ooze through the panties covering her daughter’s mound. The same sensation was occurring between her own legs as Caitlin’s bare knee pressed into her slit already parted by her own underwear.

Michael breathed deeply, leaning forward placing one hand on the bed beyond his sister’s hip and lowered his lap down across the two pairs of legs. He’d seriously though about pulling down his shorts first but as with the videos he’s watched he knew/felt he had to obey only the instructions he was given. His right hand reached down towards the carpet as his hips lowered and the tent in his shorts slipped into the gap between his mother’s right thigh and his sister’s. he gritted his teeth to stifle a groan as their thighs closed tightly together trapping his manhood.

“Well, Caitlin; you’re brother needs to be disciplined!” Anna ordered. Her pussy quivered against her daughter’s knee as she laid one hand on her son’s shoulders and the other settled on the back of his thigh; her nails lightly pressing into the flesh.

Caitlin grinned, astonished at the turn of events and raised her hand and brought it down onto her brother’s ass. Her pussy flinched as if it had been her own ass spanked but the when she glanced up into her mother’s eyes she felt the guilt of disappointment.

“Seriously, that’s not how you slap an ass!” she stated although Caitlin wondered about the way her brother’s cock had flinched between their thighs might have been proof she did just fine. She watched her mother raise her hand and bring it down sharply upon her brother’s other cheek. Michael groaned deeply and Caitlin understood as his hard swollen shaft bucked within its confines between the women’s thighs. A rush of juices soaked Anna’s knee as she had pressed it hard against her daughter’s crotch the moment her hand had connected with Michael’s ass.

“Having said that, my darling daughter I’m not sure your brother is truly getting the full… benefit of his correction” Anna continued; a deep huskiness within her voice. Caitlin exhaled completely as her mother yanked down Michael’s shorts exposing his taut and muscled ass cheeks. “Flesh on flesh is what is called for, try again.” 

This time Michael’s sister showed no quarter and the sound of her hand landing on his cheek echoed around the room. She looked up quickly at her mother’s face to see her lips pursed and her eyelids closed as her juices washed over Caitlin’s knee, Michael squirmed upon their laps as all at once his sister’s hand had landed, stinging his flesh and their thighs had clamped hard around his shaft and, most of all, his mother’s nails had dug deeply into the back of his thigh. “Again,” whispered Anna without opening her eyes and drove her dripping slit hard into her daughter’s knee each time she heard the sharp slap of flesh on flesh.

Caitlin’s right palm stung with each blow as it landed on her each of her brother’s cheeks in turn; she watched his flesh slowly turn red, felt his cock quiver against her thigh and her quim pulse in unison. She glanced at her elder brother’s head hung down, almost touching the floor and her mother opposite her; these were two of the people who should watch out for her, keep her safe and yet she was obeying their perverted and taboo desires. The thought that her reward would be to feel her brother’s cock sliding inside her virgin pussy sent her over the edge.

Anna opened her eyes as she felt her daughter drive her crotch hard into her knee and could feel sticky, warm juices run down her shin. Caitlin’s head was thrown back, the tendons on her neck standing out, her chest heaving as she orgasmed hard. “Fuck, you’re beautiful” Anna whispered as further tiny ‘O’s radiated out from her own slit.

Michael gritted his teeth tightly together as he felt three sets of nails dig into his flesh; his mother’s gripping his thigh and threaded through his hair digging into his scalp and his sister’s as her hot hand grasped his left buttock. He heard her groan loudly and jerk beneath him and the nail on her forefinger dip down into the cleft between his cheeks. He’d told himself that he wouldn’t come until he was told too but it was all too much as he twisted his hips a fraction and Caitlin’s fingernail slid against his pucker.

Anna looked down at her son as he trembled upon their thighs, felt his swollen cock jerk hard seven or eight times and knew he was filling his shorts with his seed. She waited patiently till Caitlin relaxed, her breathing slowing and she opened her eyes. She smiled lovingly at her daughter lifting her hand up from Michael’s thigh and placing it gently atop the younger woman’s still resting on the glowing cheeks between them. “In for a penny?” she asked.

Caitlin let out a long sigh as tiny aftershocks still sparked from the hard nub of her clit; she withdrew a fraction so it was no longer touching her mother’s nylon-ed knee. She nodded in reply and then, a little hoarsely, stated “In for a pound!” Her eyes dropped to the red ass between them, “Does Mickey get a choice?” she asked.

Anna smiled, “I think the two of us were the last to be convinced; is that right Michael?”

Her son turned his head towards her, still fully bent over and bit his lip guiltily, his face blushing; “The dirty little pervert,” stated Caitlin without any recrimination in her voice.

“Indeed,” replied Anna, “stand up please, son.”

He blushed even more and slowly began to straighten up as his mother closed her thigh against her daughter’s and caught his shorts between them. Michael paused and looked down as the clothing, now seriously stained dragged downwards; a brief look at the smile on his mother’s face told him everything he needed to know. He stood up quickly and his shorts were held long enough that his still quite swollen cock sprang free. A glob of his spunk flew from the tip to land squarely on his mother’s thigh.

Caitlin stared at her brother’s cock; the head was covered in his seed, a long string hanging from his foreskin. She licked her lips as she measured it in her mind’s eye against Mark’s, the only other cock she had seen in a state of arousal. Her brother, even though not fully hard beat him on thickness and length. She grinned as she pictured showing it to the cause, or at least partially responsible, of the day’s events telling Mark “That is seven inches!” A small chuckle escaped her lips as she imagined the look she would get in reply.

Michael’s head shot round to stare at his sister as he heard the quiet laugh. “Sorry, Michael” she answered without removing her gaze from his shaft, “Not you, honestly!”

“Please share,” commented Anna as she leant a little closer and took her time examining an almost identical cock to her husband’s; she was slightly surprised that she didn’t feel a shred of guilt or remorse even as she made the comparison. The fact was that she simply wished/desired to feel both cocks within her.

Caitlin copied her mother’s movement as Michael stood there obediently. “Mark, the boy Micky tried to beat up,” she explained “Well, he doesn’t measure up! He might be just about as long as Micky is here at the moment… but not nearly as thick!”

The cock twitched between them and the head started to rise; “Well, in my experience, dear Caitlin, muscles don’t make the man, generally quite the opposite in fact; I think they call it compensating!” Anna replied.

Michael watched as the two women’s head moved closer, their hair tickling his hips as he felt the dried seed on his foreskin crack as the head swelled and it retracted back a fraction exposing the eye within. He couldn’t help himself as his chest puffed out at the thought that Caitlin was more impressed with his cock than Mark’s. He shook his head slightly as he realised that his sister’s honour that he had tried to defend wasn’t quite as pure as he had assumed.

“So this won’t be the first cock you’ve sucked then?” Anna asked her daughter.

Caitlin’s eyes widened and then a grin spread across her face, “No, mom; it’ll be the second!”

Both women glanced up at Michael as his shaft stiffened to full hardness within seconds at his sister’s words; the head just an inch from his belly button as it twitched and throbbed. “So did you like sucking cock?” Anna asked as she reached for her son’s shaft and grasped lightly, pulling downwards and watching his foreskin roll back exposing the red bulbous glans completely. Like father, like son she thought as she judged her son’s full blown erection at just over eight meaty inches.

“Sorta,” she answered watching a small drop of clear precum slowly form from the eye; “I was… I was getting into it.”

Her mother pulled her gaze from the cock before her and looked into her daughter’s eyes still fixed on her brother’s cock head; “He came too soon!” she asked rhetorically gaining a faint nod, “So rude! Well, seeing as Michael here has already cum once it’s unlikely he will again that soon.” She looked upwards, “And you would be a gentleman, wouldn’t you son and tell us if you’re about to?”

“Yes… yes ma’am” he answered.

“Mmmm, ma’am, I like that,” she smiled and turned her attention back to her daughter and the cock between them; “With a little warning, Caitlin you can stop them from ejaculating.” Anna slid her hand down along her son’s length, her thumb and forefinger not quite meeting, to the base and tightened her grip hard, “Hold it here, as tight as you can and he won’t shoot his load; he’ll dry-cum, absolutely gorgeous to watch a cock jerk and shudder, take my word for it!” she grinned.

“So show me what you know,” Anna instructed her daughter.

Caitlin slipped to her knees and reached up pulling her brother’s cock downwards and slid her lips over his glans, engulfing his cockhead instantly. Michael groaned deeply, closing his eyes as he felt his sister suck hard upon him; his eyes shot open as he heard a half groan/ half squeal and the mouth disappeared. He looked down to see his mother’s fingers threaded through his sister’s hair holding her head back from his quivering shaft.

“No, no, no,” Anna admonished her daughter, “You’re in too much of a hurry girl!” Carefully she allowed Caitlin’s head forward till her mouth was an inch from Michael’s glistening glans. The young woman’s eyes darted towards her mother and then she reached out her tongue, gaining a nod, and slowly lapped at the hot flesh before her. “Savour it, we have all the time we want,” Anna said softly, her fingers loosening in her daughter’s hair as her nails dragged slowly over her scalp.

Michael moaned appreciatively as his sister teased the eye of his cock, her tongue soft and warm as it slowly swirled around his glans. Anna slid her fingers from her daughter’s hair and released the base of her son’s cock, her hand replaced within a second by Caitlin’s. She reached for Michael’s shorts and pulled them all the way down so he could step out of them and then stood beside him as she smiled into his eyes, full of love and lust as she pulled his T-shirt off over his head to leave him standing nude.

She leant in and kissed him sedately on the forehead like any mother would and then lowered her lips to his and slid her tongue between his, like no mother should. Michael actually felt a moments shock before he responded and his own tongue reached out and caressed his mother’s. Slowly their kiss deepened, tongues getting to know the other, swirling and probing as their lips tightened against each other.

Caitlin looked upwards watching her brother and mother kiss deeply, her hand twisting about the base of his cock as she planted a kiss on his cock head. Anna shucked off her suit jacket letting it fall to the floor and reached down for the buttons on her hip fastening her skirt to find a set of fingers already there as her daughter popped the third fastening and the wrap-around skirt fell to the floor. She kissed her son deeper, grinning against his mouth as she felt her daughter’s nails graze down the bare flesh of her hip all the way to the stocking tops.

Caitlin slid her lips over her brother’s glans, sucking gently, the tip of her tongue sliding around against his rolled back foreskin as she felt her pussy clench. She really did love the feel of a hard cock between her lips but her eyes were fixed on her mother now only dressed in stockings and suspenders, a lacy back bra and a pair of panties pulled fully into her slit. Her eyes fixed on the damp bisected slit as she flattened her tongue and dipped her head down taking half of her brother’s length into her mouth.

Michael groaned loudly into Anna’s mouth as he felt his sister’s mouth take him deeper. His hand brushed against his mother’s hip, flinching a little as it did so; she responded by sliding her own over his, threading her fingers between his own and guiding it to her ass, pressing them into her flesh. His cock jerked hard within his sister’s mouth as she drew her mouth back, her teeth scraping softly above and below his girth till they reached his foreskin and pulled it back to shroud his glans. She let it pop out of her mouth and looked up at him, “Do you like that, bro’?” she asked.

“Oh yes, sis, ohh yes,” he panted grasping Anna’s ass tighter, sinking his fingers deep into her flesh.

His mother gripped her bottom lip with her teeth and looked down at her daughter, “Is she good at sucking cock, Michael?” she asked beaming at Caitlin.

“Ohh fuck yeah” he replied.

“Hmm, is this your first time Michael?” Anna asked as she turned him to face him directly.

He blushed and nodded in reply just before Anna shoved him back to land on the bed. Caitlin made to follow but felt her mother’s fingers thread once again through her hair and looked up instead, “Yes mommy?” she asked feigning innocence.

“Be a love and remove my knickers that you helped make dirty” she suggested. Michael raised himself on his elbows and watched as his sister reached up and grasped the sides of the dark underwear and draw them down slowly. As Caitlin’s hands lowered the panties inverted, the crotch wedged and reluctant to leave Anna’s slit till it sprang free, a number of drops of their mother’s juices flicking out and landing on his sister’s face and school blouse.

Anna sighed loudly wanting to grasp her daughter’s head and thrust it into her crotch, to grind her aching quim hard into the young woman’s face. She stepped out of her underwear and watched as Caitlin rose back up the look on her face making it obvious that she would be happy to acquiesce to her mother’s lustful thoughts. “What did I say?” her mother asked sternly to a confused Caitlin.

Caitlin lifted up the black underwear, her fingers massaging the soaked crotch as if in answer. Anna shook her head, “My knickers!” she stated and then expanded her answer, “My white knickers… and my bra too!”

Her daughter shrugged, biting her bottom lip as she finally understood and began unbuttoning her blouse vaguely noting that two of the buttons were missing having popped off at some point in the last few minutes. Michael watched, his hand wrapping around his shaft, squeezing it tightly. It wouldn’t be the first time he had seen his sister’s tits, but it was going to be the first time not spying them through the curtains of her room from the end of the garden.

Caitlin pulled off her blouse and Anna noted that her own cup-size was a fraction too small for her daughter which, of course, had pushed the soft flesh together accentuating her cleavage. She copied her daughter, reaching up behind their backs to unhook their bras. The two of them glanced at Michael as they let the bras drop exposing their breasts to his view. His eyes flicked back and forth between them, his tongue licking his lips lasciviously taking note of the long hard nipples of his mothers. Caitlin’s although just as hard were quite small, pointing upwards slightly on the contrasting pale flesh of her bosom to that of the rest of her torso. He looked back to his mother noting an all over tan, only vaguely wondering when and where she kept it topped up.

“You’re brother approves” Anna commented, “and he better not play with his cock…that’s for us to play with isn’t it, dear.”

“Ohh yes, mommy; my reward?” asked Caitlin from her knees as she reached down slipping her hands under her skirt.

“Indeed” Anna replied and looked back to her daughter, “Now don’t be shy” she added as she beckoned her to stand. The young woman stood and turned about to face away from the bed as her mother’s hands on her shoulders guided her. She looked back over her shoulder at her brother reluctantly releasing his shaft as she felt her belt unfastened and the zip pulled down, quickly followed by her skirt fluttering down around her feet.

She kept her eyes focused on Michael’s staring longingly at her ass as she slowly bent forwards and hooked her fingers into her drenched underwear and lowered them down her thighs. A tiny gasp escaped her lips as she felt the panties mimic those of her mother’s and try vainly to remain between her tingling pussy lips. She gasped even louder as her mother’s hand slid over her ass and her nails took up position either side of her slit. She froze, the soiled underwear at her knees, savouring the sharp nails as they eased apart her labia giving her brother a completely unrestricted view inside her.

Michael gritted his teeth, his hand wanting to return to his aching cock as he stared into his sister’s slit, could see the flesh within quivering slightly and beads of her pussy juice form and leisurely roll down, funnelling together to finally cohere and hang from her slit before dripping down onto the carpet. Anna knelt down beside her Caitlin turning her head in towards her daughter’s slit making sure not to obstruct her son’s view and carefully extended her little fingers and eased the hood that covered the hard clit within. “Now this, Michael is where you should place close attention!” she said softly.

The young man took this as a cue and shifted down the bed to sit exactly where Caitlin had moments before. It was a few seconds unsurprisingly considering where his attention was focused before he felt the damp patch beneath his thigh. He grinned as he stared closely at the cause. “A woman’s vagina, pussy, slit, quim, gash, honeypot or cunt if you prefer is quite the wondrous mechanism Michael” his mother breathed in a husky voice, “treat it right and literally, the world can be your oyster!” she grinned.

Caitlin pulled the chair her mother had been sat in forward and rested her arms upon it, spreading her feet further apart and looked back. Her body trembled as she felt her mother’s light touch upon her pussy; the nails sharp and precise as they traced her folds and depths. She could see she was literally starting to drip as Michael slipped from the bed and knelt behind her; even though she couldn’t see his eyes she could feel his gaze absorbing every intimate detail of her.

“Now, all women are different; that’s just to keep you men on your toes, but some things follow general rules” Anna continued her instruction, “Now this little nub is the-?”

Michael literally had to shake himself from the utterly hypnotic hold Caitlin’s vagina had on him. “Oh… the clitoris,” he answered staring at the pale little pearl beneath the hood his mother held open.

“Very good,” Anna beamed, her own clit sending out a little jolt of pleasure just to remind her it was there; “Now, mine is almost twice the size as your sister’s and when I’m as turned-on as your sister is right now and I am! It’s a lot angrier looking and naturally uncovers itself, so a lot easier to find but generally they’re all along this line and near the top of the slit. Got that?!”

Michael nodded enthusiastically.

“Well; go on then, touch it” Anna instructed.

“Please!” Caitlin whispered.

Michael tentatively touched the small nub and an instant tremor ran through his sister’s frame as the small hard lump tried to retract back beneath its hood. Both mother and son grinned as a flow of Caitlin’s secretions ran down her inner walls and dripped down onto the carpet. Michael followed the trail and reached forward with his other hand and watch the viscous fluid curl and pool into his palm.

“Ohh fuck” his sister groaned struggling to keep her eyes open as all her body wanted was to surrender to the tactile sensations. The sight of her brother’s hand collecting the long strings of her juices descending from her crotch was so wrong and yet she squeezed her pussy muscles tighter and rewarded him with a further thicker flow.

“Did you see that, Michael?” Anna continued her erotic instruction although she kept glancing at her son’s hard shaft and wanted nothing more than to turn about and sit on it and bury her face in her daughter’s quim. “Now when we girl’s squeeze our pussies like that and you have your cock buried inside us, well to be honest at that point I don’t really care how it feels for you, not in the moment at least; but I’m told it is rather wonderful!”

Michael lifted his wet palm up towards his mouth but Anna released her daughter’s labia and took hold of his wrist with one hand and placed the other on the back of his head. His eyes followed his hand as Anna bent her head, “Remember, take your time, tease her, don’t go straight for the prize” she lapped at the secretions he’d gathered and pushed his head towards his sister’s oozing slit.

“Aww mom” complained Caitlin and then moaned deeply as she felt her brother’s tongue slide up one side of her slit and then down the other. Anna savoured her daughter’s taste, searching out every hint she could find on her son’s palms and fingers as she watched Michael lap around Caitlin’s slit. When she was happy his hand was thoroughly cleaned it dropped between her own legs and she slowly eased a single finger deep inside her.

Caitlin trembled as she made every effort to remain still for her brother’s intimate ministrations though her eyes were drawn to her mother’s finger easing in and out of her own slit within her bush. She felt Michael’s tongue slide upwards above her slit licking at the sensitive flesh there, just catching the very rear of her aching slit on his downward strokes; cursing him for not simply driving his tongue inside her and praising him for the sweet torture her was performing.

Anna was breathing hard as she reached her G-spot with her fingernail and tattooed small circles upon it feeling her pussy start to begin its familiar build-up. She caught Michael’s eyes as they looked to her and then flicking upwards between her daughter’s cheeks. She smiled, having almost forgotten she still had hold of the back of his head and perversely proud that her son was that curious. She guided his head upwards and that tongue slid up between Caitlin’s cheeks as her own pussy clamped around her finger, far earlier than it normally did when she played by herself.

Caitlin’s eyes flashed open wide as she felt where Michael’s tongue was headed, she wanted to pull away but her muscles were frozen; she desperately needed to tell him to stop but her throat was suddenly dry. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as she felt his hands ease her cheeks apart and then the tip of his tongue swirled around her pucker. Almost her entire being was shocked; the exceptions were her nipples that seemed to ache far beyond anything she had felt before and her pussy which spasmed rhythmically, feeling like it was literally opening and closing and causing her juices to splatter down her legs.

Anna drove her finger hard inside her as she watched her daughter spurt. It wasn’t the fountains that she’d seen in porn films but each time the young woman’s body jerked a small jet of her juices issued from her slit. She pushed Michael’s head harder into her daughter’s ass but had to release it as she bent down to put her face between Caitlin’s legs. She knew her son was still rimming out his sister as the spray continued and the sweet viscous fluid coated her jaw and then landed on her lips and tongue as she opened her mouth; she drank down the sweet fluid greedily.

It was at least a minute before Caitlin pleaded with a hoarse voice for her brother to stop, a hand on his forehead pushing him back as she rolled forward on the chair before falling sideways into a heap on the floor, her body shaking as she looked up at the beaming smile on her brother’s face. Puzzlement filled her face as she looked at her mother kneeling beside her brother licking her lips hungrily, the entire lower half of her face shiny. She knew the only thing that had brought her off was Michael’s tongue worming in and out of her anus and yet it looked like her mother had been eating her out.

“Ohh, my little girl’s a squirter” Anna announced delightedly.

Caitlin was shocked and yet immensely happy at the apparent proud expressions on her mother and brother’s faces. Her body still shook as little tremors ran through her frame as Anna nodded to Michael and the two of the, lifted her up and lay her down on the bed. “Time for your reward, baby,” Anna announced and eased her shaking thighs apart, “if you still want it?”

She watched as her mother beckoned Michael to kneel between her legs and took hold of his thick cock and led it towards the young girl's pussy. A moment of panic ran through her mind and yet she felt herself nodding followed by a low moan as his huge looking glans was rubbed against her lips. “You will be gentle, Michael; after all this is your sister’s first time!” Anna instructed before beaming at Caitlin, “Isn’t it?”

Again she nodded as she shifted her hips, pushing her mound against her brother’s cock head feeling it spread her pussy lips apart. Her mother turned towards her, a hand reaching out stroking her hair, “It’s your brothers as well” she stated knowingly and Michael nodded, his cheeks blushing a little. Caitlin’s eyes returned to her crotch, the narrow strip of hair she retained pointing along the length of her brother’s cock, her mother’s hand still gripping it, controlling it as it eased back and forth fractionally.

Michael’s heart was pounding as he felt his mother pull back on his foreskin exposing the warmth and wetness of his sister’s pussy slowly spreading and engulfing his glans. He had to fight the urge to slam forwards allowing his mother to guide him; his imagination had given him no clue as to what this was going to feel like. It was far and beyond his wildest dreams as Caitlin’s outer lips slipped around his swollen cock head, “Ohhh fuck,” he breathed.

Caitlin winced, a pain rising quickly within her; even though she knew exactly what was happening she looked to her mother for comfort, to make it better just as she did as a little girl with a scraped knee. Anna reached up, “Shhhh…” she sighed and gently took hold of Caitlin’s hard left nipple; “It’ll pass” she consoled, her other hand slipping down Michael’s shaft and curling around the base of his aching shaft. Her daughter squealed loudly in pleasure/pain as Anna pinched her nipple hard and pulled Michael forward simultaneously breaking his sister’s hymen.

“Fuck!” Caitlin called out, her legs hooking around her brother and her heels pressing into his ass cheeks urging him deeper. Her hand reaching up and grasping her mother’s wrist, for a moment Anna was about to release her daughter’s nipple but then her hand was pulled away stretching the young woman’s sensitive flesh eliciting a loud moan from her. Damn, she is my daughter Anna thought as she released her son’s cock and grasped both of Caitlin’s nipples instead.

Michael gritted his teeth hard together as his shaft was released; he eased slowly all the way inside his sister guided by the pressure of her heels upon his ass. His hands shifted from either side of his sister and grasped her slim hips as his cock head pushed into her cervix; he groaned loudly as he felt the organ within twitch and flex against his glans. No one said they could do that he thought as heTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.