A Victorian Sex Fantasy

Author’s Foreword: This is a consolidation of A Victorian Sex Fantasy Pt 01 through A Victorian Sex Fantasy Pt 16. When I originally broke the story up I didn’t realize how short each section would end up being. It incorporates all updates to the text. The only change to what is posted individually is the removal of the redundant author forewords and and ‘to be continued’ end notes. This contains the story from the beginning through to just before the family goes to London in Pt 17.

This story is in the form of a memoir written later in life by a man looking back on his sexual adventures. As such he has the advantage of being able to use knowledge acquired over time to describe things that at the time he probably didn’t have words for.

Warning, this story is filled with explicit incestuous activity between initially reluctant but then willing participants, all over 18 years of age. If fictional incest offends you, please don’t read this story. It is my intention to try and make this story romantic, I like romance in my sexual stories, where people care about each other rather than people who just use others to get off. I have set this story in a historical setting rather than the present for a couple of reasons: 1) I like historical novels; 2) It makes it more believable that people in their late teens and early twenties would be sexually innocent and that even older women who have been married and had children could be unaware of the rich variety that sex has to offer willing participants.

This story is a fantasy involving two subjects that should never exist in real life. No person should ever be forced into sexual activity with anyone else. Incest is also not acceptable in real life.

That said, both topics are a favorite in erotic stories. I decided I would try and write one where the hero of my story, truly was a hero, where he and his relatives are not responsible for being forced into sexual activity but then find that they wish to continue because they love each other more than they should.

 

My Secret Sex Life

 

 

by

 

 

A Victorian Gentleman

 

Chapter One — How I Came to be:

My sex life began a couple of months after my eighteenth birthday. It happened completely out the blue with no effort on my part and was not voluntary on my part or of the other participants. However, that quickly changed. I will soon get to the salacious details, but first the scene needs to be set.

I was born in London in the late Victorian era, although my family soon moved to the country. That is my mother and my three older sisters and I moved to the country, my father stayed in London. He was a Member of Parliament for a, as they say, ‘rotten borough’, so he never really had to campaign for his seat and could spend all his time in London enjoying the life of a wealthy influential person. By this time the old system that had created the original ‘rotten boroughs’ had been done away with by Parliamentary reforms but there were still lot of boroughs where landowners controlled the vote by virtue of owning almost all the housing and jobs and since secret balloting was not yet the law of the land, voting against the landowner’s wishes could put a family out on the street with no means of support.

His father, my grandfather, had made a fortune investing in the then new invention of railroads, those investments continued to fund my father’s life style without any real effort on his part. My grandfather was still alive then and at the time my tale starts, managing the investments, branching out into new industries as they came along, increasing the size of the fortune. Not all of his investments were successful, but he was a canny man and most of them were, some spectacularly.

My mother’s family were of the minor gentry, with family connections that extended to many of the most important families of the nation. Her branch of the family had fallen on hard times and were living in gentile but reduced circumstances. My father, who was just beginning his political career, wanted to make connections to the greater social scene to help secure his power and influence. I’m not sure how he became aware of my mother’s family’s circumstances but he did and knew that her family connections would help secure his position. The family had several daughters, for some reason he settled on my mother Rebecca as the one he wanted. He, as the expression went, married her out of the schoolroom, she was only just turned 16 at the time. It wasn’t a love match, my mother married him to make her family secure, he (or rather his father) made a very generous financial endowment to the family that would allow them to live a better life and have generous dowries for her two sisters, so that they could hopefully marry well, which they soon apparently did.

At first things went well, my mother enjoyed the social whirl of the capital and hosted parties for my father that combined his political colleagues and her family connections. Her first child came along before the first year was out. My father was disappointed that it was ‘only’ a daughter, my sister Abigail, called Gail within the family, she didn’t care for her full name. Before another year went by a second child was born, another disappointment for my father, another girl, Bethany (Beth). A year later, a third disappointment for my father, another daughter, Catherine (Cathy). A year later, finally, he got his son, me, Daniel. At that point, having produced his heir, he apparently lost interest in his family and a year later, the four of us moved to the country.

We lived in a small Georgian style manor set in a small park near a quiet village on a branch line of one of the railroads that feed the network serving the capital. When I say small, I’m just talking in relation to the typical huge family estates that many of the gentry had, the manor had multiple floors with wings on either side of the central section, which was much older than the wings. We typically only used one of the wings and the center section, with the other wing usually closed up unless there were a lot of guests, not something that happened much while I was growing up, although my mother’s sisters and their daughters did come to visit fairly regularly. We were a little unusual for our social and financial circumstances in that we didn’t have any live-in servants, so it was just the five of us at night. Staff came in from the village during the day to look after the house and the grounds; kitchen staff, maids, grounds keepers and so forth. Everyone went home at five except the kitchen staff who went home as soon as dinner was placed on the buffet in the dining room, for us to serve ourselves from, usually about six. Living in the country and living a country life style, we kept country hours and ate our evening meal very early by society standards.

I mentioned that my father’s father invested in new industries, some of those eventually benefited our manor, making it a much more convenient place to live. He invested in some of the new plumbing companies that were beginning to install indoor privies connected to the new sewers that were being constructed and rooms for bathing fitted with pipes carrying water so it didn’t have to be carried up from pumps in the kitchen. He sent one of his companies to update our manor. We had to temporarily move into the guest wing while our wing was modified and when that was done and we moved back, the guest wing was done. Not having to use bedpans or go out to an outdoor privy was so much more convenient! And not having to have water carried up to fill baths and having hot water available just by turning a tap was wonderful.

As we got older, tutors also came in to help our mother educate us. We learned Latin and French, history, literature, mathematics, natural history, and social skills appropriate to our class. We were intelligent children, we soaked it all up like sponges, it helped that our mother related as many of our lessons to practical things as she could. She would bring in people like engineers, who would explain how mathematics made the things they built possible, farmers who explained how natural history helped them produce the best and most reliable crops and herds. A family from France settled for a time near by and mother invited them to visit so we could practice our French. We didn’t get just classroom schooling, we went for long walks in the countryside where we would collect samples to bring back and try to identify in natural history books in our library. Although we didn’t have our own stables, mother boarded horses at the closest farm that were brought over anytime we wanted to go for rides, all of us became excellent riders.

It was a wonderful life. While there were occasional disagreements between us children, most of the time we got along very well and we all adored our mother. When we were younger, my older sisters looked out for me, as I got older, bigger and stronger, I began looking out for them. Our mother instilled in us good manners, she taught me to open doors for them, to help them slide their chairs in at the dinner table, to hold branches out of their way when we would walk in the wilder parts of our park and the surrounding countryside, to help them on and off their horses. By the time I was eighteen when this story really starts, I was a fit six feet tall and broad shouldered. My sisters were all about a head shorter than I, mother slightly shorter than they. We were all fit, from our frequent long walks and horse back rides. I also helped out frequently on the estate farms when extra hands were needed, as I found I enjoyed the physical activity. I became strong enough to take my mother and sisters by their waists and swing them up into their saddles without their using a mounting block.

We seldom saw our father. Mother dutifully sent him letters once a month with news of our educational progress. Once a year, when Parliament wasn’t sitting, we would take the train up to London for a week so our father could see us. It was an awkward time, he wasn’t comfortable with us and we weren’t with him. I didn’t like the way he looked at and treated my sisters, like they weren’t important. Looking back now, I can also see that mother made sure he was never alone with my sisters.

We were all blonde and blue eyed. Our hair varied a little in hue but not a lot, mine was the lightest, possibly because it got exposed to the sun outside more than the women’s did. As a gentleman, I usually wore a hat but when I worked on the estate farms I dressed in rough clothes and went without a hat as it tended to get in the way. I’ve already mentioned that my mother and sister’s were fit and trim, looking back here is a little more detail. Our mother had a more generous figure, her bust was more evident than those of my sisters, That said there were many women in the neighborhood with larger busts than my mother’s. All four had narrow waists and broad hips. When I would take their waists in my hands to put them on their horses, I could feel that our mother had a bit more flesh on her hips than my sisters did but she was by no means fat.

We were a bit of a scandal in the neighborhood as the four women of our family rode astride their horses rather than side saddle. When I was ten, Beth’s horse was spooked by something and she lost her seat on her sidesaddle and fell. Fortunately, she was only slightly bruised as she fell somewhere the ground was soft and covered by a lot of leaves, but Mamma decided that sidesaddle wasn’t safe, so she called in a seamstress and in consultation they came up with riding outfits that had divided skirts. They were full Victorian skirts, just standing or even walking, you couldn’t really tell that they were divided. The split only really became apparent when they got into the saddle and even then they contained enough material to look completely modest.

Looking back today, it is hard to believe how sexually unawakened we all were. None of us were ignorant of sex, even in those days, you couldn’t live in the country without becoming aware of the basics of how procreation happened. Our mother was more knowledgeable of course, she was married and had had four children, but the four of us were clueless in terms of what kind of experience sex could be. Although I loved them dearly, I don’t ever remember lusting after my mother or my sisters prior to the events that start this story.

A word on clothing of the period. People today who didn’t live through that time find it hard to imagine how covered up everyone was, women especially. They pretty much went around covered from neck to toes and to the wrists, all the time. High society evening dress showed a bit of neck and bosom but we were living a quiet country life, so my mother and sisters went about pretty much completely covered. As I was to learn, women wore linen drawers and chemises, corsets over those (whether needed or not), petticoats (at least one, more in cold weather), a floor length skirt, and an upper garment that covered them from neck to the waist and the wrists, whether it was part of a dress or a separate top.

Chapter Two: Then Everything Changed

It was early summer of the year I turned 18. We’d celebrated our birthdays a couple of months earlier, we were all born about a year apart with our birthdays in March and April. The weather was very nice, warm enough that we didn’t have to have fires going in the house for heat but not hot enough yet to be uncomfortable. We were just finishing our dinner when there was a knock on the front door. Our mother wondered who it could be, we weren’t expecting anyone that evening.

‘Go see who it is dear.’ she said to me.

‘Yes Mamma’.

I got up from my chair and went out of the dining room and down the hall to the front door. I opened the front door and before I could say anything a pistol was shoved in my face. Immediately afraid for my mother and sisters, I tried to shove the door closed but a couple of large figures shouldered their way in keeping the pistol in my face. I waited a moment for it to go off and kill me, but that didn’t happen, they just shoved me further back to make more room inside and a few more people entered, the last one in shutting the door. They were all masked and a quick count made it seven people. At that moment, all I could think of was to protect my mother and sisters. I’d had a little training with a local farmer, who had made extra money for a time at the county fair, taking on all comers in fisticuffs and wrestling. When the intruder holding the gun on me seemed distracted for a moment by exclamations behind me that I recognized as coming from my mother and sisters, I swung from the floor and connected with his chin, stunning him. I tried to grab the pistol from his loosened hand grip but then the closest thug next to him punched me hard just under the ribs and all the breath whooshed out of me and for a moment my breath and everything else was paralyzed. And then a second punch hit me solidly on the side of my head and I was out like a snuffed candle.

Chapter Three — In My Mother’s Bedroom — Naked!

When I came to, I was staring down at my lower body. I was very confused. I seemed to be sitting in one of our dining room chairs, naked, something I had never done in my life. My first thought was ‘Mamma is going to be really upset if she catches me sitting on the furniture naked’ but then the moments before I got knocked out came back to me and I looked wildly around. It was confusing, although I was sitting in one of our dining room chairs, I wasn’t in our dining room. Although I’d never been in it before, from glimpses I’d had through the door when it was open, it looked like my mother’s bedroom. And I guessed my mother and sisters were here too, also sitting in what seemed to be our dining room chairs. I say guessed because they had cloth hoods over their heads so I couldn’t see their faces but their clothes were what they had been wearing when we had dinner. When I tried to move to get up to help them, I found I was restrained in my chair with broad leather straps at my wrists and ankles to the arms and legs of the chair and looking over at my mother and sisters it appeared they were also although because of the skirts, I couldn’t tell if their legs were restrained like mine were but I could see the straps on their arms.

“Mamma?”, what appeared to be my mothers covered head jerked around to look my way and her voice said “Daniel, thank god. Are you alright?”

“I’m a little sore but otherwise alright. How are you and the girls?”

Now there was a babble coming from all four of them, the gist of which appeared to be that they were unhurt. Then I took control. “Quiet please! One at a time. Mamma, what happened after they came in, I was unconscious. Have they harmed any of you in any way?”

“We saw you get punched and go down, then they rushed us and put these hoods over our heads and then they brought us upstairs and soon strapped us to these chairs that I heard someone say to bring upstairs with us. They feel like our dining room chairs. Can you see where we are?”

“They didn’t put a hood on me, maybe because I wasn’t awake. We seem to be in your bedroom. Did they say anything about what they want?”

My mother said “No, not yet. There seems to be a woman in charge but I don’t recognize her voice or any of the other voices. She seems to be at least educated, she has a society accent, the men I heard seem to be more the servant type. Are sure you’re alright?”

“For now I’m fine, but umm.., you should know that they’ve stripped me and tied me naked into the chair.”

“Naked! Oh my god, what’s going on? Are they going to rape us?”

I should take a moment here and describe the situation I found myself in. As mentioned, we appeared to be in my mother’s bedroom strapped into chairs by our writs and ankles. My mother and sisters appeared to be restrained by the same types of straps as I was, broad supple leather straps with multiple buckles each, which when I though about it seemed strange. They seemed to be designed to restrain without causing damage to the limbs they were being used on. That gave me a small measure of hope that our invaders didn’t plan on doing us serious harm. Our chairs were arranged in a half circle centered on the foot of the bed, which when I looked at now seemed to be outfitted with leather straps also attached to the four posts of the bed, long ones at the head and short ones at the foot. They gave me an ominous feeling.

The room was also very brightly lite. It appeared that candelabra had been brought in from other rooms and placed throughout to make it almost as bright as day.

Before I could come up with anything to tell my mother and siblings, the door opened and three figures entered. They appeared to be the three women that had come in behind the four men when the house was invaded. I starred at them trying to fix their images in my mind in case we could later identify them. They had shed the outdoor layer of their outfits and now were wearing plain but definitely good quality everyday style dresses, which at this time, meant that they were pretty much covered from head to toe and finger tip. The color was dark but not black, so maybe half-mourning? Something about them reminded me of my mother and my sisters, so maybe mother and daughters? Their masks covered any feature that might have given any clue as to their identities.

The one who seemed older and in charged looked at me and saw that I was awake. “Good, you’re back with us. Its time to get started.”

“Started with what? Why are you doing this?” my mother asked.

“Revenge.”

“Revenge? For what? We’ve never hurt anyone in our lives!” my mother responded.

“No, you probably haven’t. But your husband has harmed lots of people, women and their families.”

“I’m sorry, if he hurt you but what does that have to do with us? We no longer share the same life and haven’t for many years.”

“I’m sorry, but you are going to have to pay the price. Although, maybe you won’t mind, we aren’t going to harm you, just force you to become more of a loving family than you already are. We know that he doesn’t really care about you and his children except maybe his son and even that just seems to be pride in his proof of masculinity, but he is extremely conscious of the increase in social standing his association with your family brings him. When we’re done, he’ll know that his standing with your family will be in jeopardy for the potential shame it would suffer if what happens here was found out. We will send a letter telling him what has happened and another to his father, so he will know what his son’s actions have brought upon his family.”

I burst out at this point “Please, don’t hurt them. Do any anything you want to me but leave them alone!”

“Don’t worry, as I said, we aren’t going to harm anyone, if we don’t have to, if you do exactly as we say. However, just so you know, if you don’t cooperate, our loyal family servants downstairs would be happy to take your son outside and beat him to within an inch of his life for what your husband did to us. But we should get started with what we have planned.” so saying, she walked over to my mother and pulled the hood off her head and then went around and pulled the hoods off of my three sisters.

I watched anxiously as my mother and sisters blinked their eyes getting used to having light again. They sought each others eyes to make sure they were all unharmed but then they all looked at me and I could see them blush as they took in my naked body strapped to the chair. My sisters didn’t have the most full on view, my mother was directly across from me and could see everything as my ankles were strapped tightly to the chair legs, it spread my legs enough that my cock and balls were clearly visible to her. Fortunately because of the events and the circumstances so far, I wasn’t excited, otherwise my sisters would also have been able to see the head of my cock sticking up above my thighs.

I think my mother tried to keep her eyes from looking there but then they slide down and I saw her eyes widen a bit and the blush on her cheeks got even redder. I had to look away from her because I could feel the situation beginning to have an affect, my cock beginning to fill and lengthen. Looking away helped and I hoped it wouldn’t go any further.

The woman who was doing all the talking came over and stood behind my mother and looked at me, giving me a thorough examination from head to toe. “You have a very attractive son, is this the first time you’ve seen him naked?”

“Of course not, but I haven’t seen him or his sisters naked since they were little children.”

“So, now that you see him, what do you think? Quite impressive, isn’t he? Even more than his father, who until now was the most impressive I’d seen. Not that I have a lot of experience, just my husband and yours.”

‘My mother squeezed her eyes shut and grimaced. “You’re familiar with my husband?”

“Of course, would I want revenge otherwise?”

She continued “Well, lets get started. I’m going to release you from the chair and I want you to stand up and then stay still. I’m going to cut your clothes off . If you move, you might make me cut you and if you try to attack me, I or my daughters will call out for our servants and have them strip you bare, you wouldn’t want that would you?” and she reached over to the bed and picked up a pair of heavy scissors and snipped them open and closed and then set them down again. “Well, would you? Will you cooperate?”

I saw a tear roll down my mother’s cheek but she said “Yes, I’ll stay still.”

“Excellent!” the woman cooed, and then bent down and began opening the straps holding my mother to her chair, she did have to lift my mother’s skits a bit to get to the ones holding her legs. In less than a minute they were open and the woman helped my mother to her feet facing me. “Ooh, look at your son, it looks like he’s looking forward to seeing you naked.” She put her hand on my mother’s arm and pulled her forward to stand in the center of the half circle formed by the chairs.

My mother glanced at me quickly and then shut her eyes, her blush coming back. Although not fully erect yet, my cock had definitely begun to grow again. “I’m sorry Mamma”. I didn’t close my eyes as I wanted to keep track of what was happening around us, but I did look away from my mother.

“None of that now, I want both of you with your eyes open. I want you Rebecca, yes I know your name, to see your son’s reaction to your body, I bet you’ll have him fully hard in no time. Daniel, I want you to keep your eyes on your mother as I undress her. I’ll bet she has a really luscious mature body just made to be fucked.”

My mother and I gasped to hear her use such a vulgar term, I don’t think my sisters had ever heard it before and had no clue what it meant. I knew it from having heard farm laborers use it when I worked with them, I could only assume that my mother had heard it from my father, as it was definitely not a term used in polite society.

“Please, my mother and sisters don’t deserve to be punished like this. Take me out and punish me, have your servants beat me. I won’t fight them.”

“No, this needs to affect the whole family, just as your father’s actions affected ours and the effects need to be longer lasting than an hour of pain and a few days of discomfort recovering. Rebecca, if you won’t cooperate and do as I say, I’ll have to find some way to punish you. Let’s see, what might be a good punishment? She looked around and looked at my sisters. ‘I know, what if I cut off all of your daughter Abigail’s beautiful hair. I’ll bet it would take months to grow back.”

I heard a groan from Gail and our mother opened her eyes “No please! I’ll do as you say. Daniel, do as she says.”

“Keep your arms to your side, don’t try and cover yourself when I remove your garments!” The woman picked up the scissors again, moved behind her and raising the scissors, began carefully cutting the back of my Mother’s upper garment from her neck down. It took some work but soon she was able to take the edges of the garment and push them around to my mother’s front. “Pull that off your arms and toss it to the side.”

My mother hesitated for a moment then reached up and peeled the garment down off of her arms, held it modestly in front of her for a moment, then bringing her eyes back up to mine, tossed it to the side. At the time, I didn’t know the names of women’s more intimate garments but now I know that she was standing in front of me, showing me more skin than I’d ever seen before, wearing a white linen chemise and over that a corset that supported her covered breasts and pulled in her waist before both garments disappeared into her skirt. My mothers arms and shoulders were bare except for two straps from the chemise that held it up. Our torturer now brought the scissors up and cut the straps on the chemise, which sagged down and revealed ever more of her bosom but its fitted nature and her corset keep it from falling far enough to completely reveal her breasts.

At this point I don’t think I could have look away or closed my eyes if I’d tried. I thought I’d never seen anything so beautiful and my body agreed, my cock extending and beginning to rise away from the chair between my legs. I saw my mother look down and now I saw the blush extend down onto the ever so white skin of her bosom as far as where the top of her breasts were still covered.

I did take a quick look to the side to see how my sisters were dealing with this. Their expressions were interesting, half embarrassment, half fascination at what was taking place.

“Eyes back here Daniel!” Our tormentor had noticed that my attention had drifted. “You’ll be able to look at your sisters all you want later. Right now, keep your eyes on your mother!”

I looked back and saw the woman now cutting downward from the waist of my mothers skirt, she cut down enough that the drape of the cloth loosened up from the narrow waist and then she tugged down on the material. It slithered down to the floor. Nothing more was revealed by this, mother was wearing a full length petticoat under the skirt. The scissors were now applied to this and then it too fell to the floor.

Now, more was visible, the bottom of the corset and the chemise and under that frilly linen drawers that came down to her upper thighs Below the drawers, there was a short stretch of bare thigh and then her legs were covered in stockings held up by black thigh garters prettily decorated with embroidered roses. Her feet were still covered by the skirt and petticoat around them on the floor but only for a moment, as the woman ordered my mothers to step out of them and kick them to the side and now my mother’s soft house shoes were visible.

The woman now pulled out the back of my mother’s chemise and began cutting down. When she got to the corset lacing my mother squirmed and was sharply told “Don’t move! I don’t want to cut you getting this off!” Then a moment later and she reached around my mother and taking hold of the bottom of the corset and chemise in front, pulled them from my mother’s body and tossed them aside.

And now, there before me were my mother’s breathtakingly beautiful breasts, something that I never even dreamed of seeing. Without the corset, they settled a little on her chest but retained their shape. The center of each was crowned with a large dark flat topped nipple that must have stuck out half an inch at least from the flesh at their base. The base merged into flesh much lighter in color but still darker than the bulk of her breast skin. That intermediate flesh also sloped out from the roundness of the bulk of her breasts, giving her breasts somewhat the look of pears with the nipples being the stems. The bulk of the flesh covering her breasts was very white, with faint rose tinting and blue veins tracing underneath, the veins also showing through the slightly darker color of her large puffy areola.

Needless to say, this completed the rise of my cock, its head now sticking up toward my belly and showing above the tops of my thighs. I’m not sure if my sisters saw it as they seemed to have their eyes glued to our mother like I did.

“Your son seems to really like your breasts Rebecca. His cock has risen up to salute them! Quite a nice cock it is, too.” Now my sisters did look over at me and their eyes opened wide and they gasped. My eyes were immediately drawn back to our mother’s breasts trying to memorize how they looked as I was afraid this might be my only chance to see them and I was afraid I might not be able to look at them long.

Finally, I tore my eyes away from my mother’s breasts and raised them to her eyes. “I love you Mamma, I’m so sorry this is happening.” I said to her, staring into her eyes which were swimming with tears, trying to project all my love to her through my eyes. It seemed to help, she straightened her shoulders and took a deep breath, which made her breasts even more spectacular.

“Tell me Rebecca, did you breastfeed your children or use a wet nurse?”

My mother’s flush which had been subsiding intensified again “I breastfed them myself” she said in a trembling voice.

“How long did you breastfeed them?”

“Each of my daughters until the next baby came, then Daniel for two years.”

“Did you enjoy it.”

“Yes, it was very satisfying and made me feel so connected to my children.”

“Yes, I felt the same with my daughters. Now, its time to get rid of this last garment” and so saying the woman cut the waist of my mother’s drawers and they fell to the floor revealing my mother’s pubic mound. Lightly covered in fine pale golden hair like the hair on her head, her pubic mound was definitely a mound. At that time I didn’t have others to compare it too but hers ended up being the most prominent one I ever came across. I couldn’t help but stare at it, there was a very visible cleft in the center that gaped open and there were puffy lips that extended down from the cleft. It seemed to me she might be too warm, as it seemed there was some moisture, sweat I assumed, covering the cleft and lips.

I can still picture in my minds eye how beautiful Mamma seemed to me that day. Her wonderful trim but slightly fleshy figure, her slightly domed stomach and wide hips with the hip bones barely showing, her incredible breasts, which were heaving with her emotions, and her shapely legs still in the stockings and garters.

The woman spoke again “Just think children, you each came out of that place between your mother’s legs when you were born.”

My mother moaned with embarrassment and started to move her hands to cover herself but controlled herself and stopped.

“Now, I want you to go over to your son and give him your left nipple to suck. I’ll bet he wishes you still had milk in them for him to drink.”

That hadn’t even occurred to me but now the idea got stuck in my mind and yes, I really did wish I could again taste the breast milk that had nourished me for the first two years of my life.

While my mind was processing that, my mother moved to stand directly in front of me her feet between mine that were strapped to the chair, putting her breasts inches from my face. I was completely awestruck at how beautiful they were up close. Up close to them now, I could see even more detail than I had before, how the skin of her nipples was crinkled around the sides giving them a slightly rough look and the flesh at their base had developed goose bumps. Knowing I didn’t really have a choice, I still wanted my mother’s permission to proceed, I looked up into her eyes and asked “May I Mamma?”

“Of course my darling, thank your for asking.” and my mother’s hand cupped the back of my head and drew me to her left nipple. I eagerly opened my mouth and took the nipple in and then closed my lips on it and began sucking. It was the most wonderful thing that happened to me in life up to that point. I wanted to know more about it, so I began exploring her nipple with my tongue, pressing against it and swirling around it, finding the taste of her skin to be absolutely wonderful and the rubbery texture very exciting. I heard my mother moan and her hand seemed to press me more tightly to her breast.

After a minute or two I heard the woman say, “I’ll wager your other nipple would like the same treatment, give him that one now.” My mother obediently withdrew that nipple from my mouth and presented the other. I then gave the new nipple the same attention I’d been giving the first, feeling like I could do this all night! I just wished my hands were free so I could touch the rest of her breasts and not just the nipple.

After what seemed too short a time, the woman instructed my mother to step back. She had to repeat herself before my mother seemed to hear her. Mamma finally did release the back of my head and step back. Her nipples seemed ever longer than before and they glistened wetly from my saliva. I also noticed that the skin of her bosom wasn’t as white as it had been, it now had a mottled look like she had a rash. Then “Now, go give your daughters a taste of your nipples as well.”

“No, please. Don’t ask me to do that!”

“Do as you’re told! Or should I start removing your daughter’s hair?” Snipping the scissors she still had in her hand.

My mother moved reluctantly to my left to where my sister Cathy was seated. My sister had to lean farther forward to reach our mother’s nipple as Cathy’s skirts keep mother from getting as close as she had to me, but in a moment Cathy’s mouth was around our mother’s left nipple and she seemed to be sucking eagerly on it. It thrilled me when I saw my mother’s hand go to the back of her head as she had with mine and press Cathy’s mouth more firmly to her breast. After a few minutes, the woman had her change nipples as she had with me and it no longer seemed like there was any reluctance on our mother’s part.

A few minutes later “Time to move to the next daughter.”

Our mother obediently moved to Gail, my oldest sister who was next around the half circle. It seemed she was eager to have her turn, quickly leaning forward and capturing our mother’s left nipple. Our mother moaned again and pressed Gail’s face to her breast. Our mother was moaning continually now. When time was called and Gail took our mother’s right nipple in her mouth, I saw our mother gasp, her eyes open wide and then close and she staggered and had to put her hand on Gail’s shoulder to keep herself upright.

The woman had been watching all this closely and now strode forward to our mother’s side. “Naughty mother! Has your children sucking on your nipples just made you cum?”

If I thought my mother had blushed before, now she turned very red, it seemed all the way down to below her breasts. “Please, don’t make me say.”

“No, say it. And then tell your daughter how good she made you feel.” and to reinforce her order she snipped the scissors in her hand again.

“Yes, I came” mother whispered but loud enough for us all to hear. Then more loudly, “Thank you Gail, you made mommy feel sooo good.” And then blushed again and seemed very embarrassed by her admission.

The woman said “All right, its Bethany’s turn now.” and mother obediently stepped in front of Beth and gave her her left nipple. Mamma’s hand again pressed a daughter’s face against her breast and she began moaning again.

From the puzzled looks on my sisters’ faces, I don’t think they knew what cumming meant but they would find out before long, not that I had any idea at that moment what else was to come.

My mother was now turned partly away from me to face Beth, and I got my first good look at her naked back. My eyes drank in the expanse of her smooth back with the shoulder blades and her spine breaking up the smooth plane of her back that tapered down from her shoulders to a narrow waist, lower down just above her buttocks she had two ravishing dimples on either side of her spine. Then the swell of her hips broadened out and her buttocks swelled outward deliciously bisected by the crease that ran down and under where her buttocks tucked under to meet her thighs.

The woman called time again and then a couple of minutes later told my mother to sit down again in her chair where she was swiftly fastened in place again directly across from me. Of course she was now naked and completely on display to me, as I was to her. It seemed she now was having a problem looking me in the eyes, her gaze keep drifting down to my lap where my erect cock was pointing upward. I almost came when I saw her lick her lips while staring at my cock.

Chapter Four: My Oldest Sister is Next

The woman now moved to my sister Gail and began unstrapping first her legs and then her arms and then assisted my sister to her feet. Again I got flashes of her legs when the woman raised my sister’s dress a little to get at the straps on her legs. She then made my sister step forward so she was directly between my mother and me. After she had undressed my mother directly in front of me, I expected her to turn my sister to face me but to my surprise and I think our mother’s she was turned to face Mamma. The woman did stand to one side of my sister so that I had a clear view of her back as she began cutting her clothes from her as she had done with my mother.

She went faster this time, the outer layers were quickly removed leaving Gail in her chemise, corset, drawers and stockings. I could see the upper part of my sister’s smooth back, her legs and a bit of the shape of her derriere where the drawers clung to them. From what I could see, she looked less fleshy than our mother, while still having wide hips and shapely buttocks with a narrow waist.

“Turn slowly in place so your brother and sisters can get a good look at you in your pretty under things.”

My sister began rotating to her left until she was facing toward her empty chair which was between Cathy and Beth’s chairs. “Stop” My sister obediently halted and I got a good look at her in profile. I could see immediately that her corset wasn’t designed to support her breasts, which didn’t look like they needed support, but was instead designed just to cinch in her waist. They were still covered so I couldn’t see details but her breasts seemed to be firm and upright on her chest. Of course, they were definitely smaller than our mother’s, with, as far as I could tell from the dents they made in her chemise, smaller nipples. Her buttocks weren’t as prominent as our mother’s either but still showed the promise of pleasing curves.

“Go on” Gail continued rotating toward me. The woman stopped her when she was facing me. Gail’s eyes seemed to be downcast but she didn’t seem to be looking at her feet. Was she looking at my erect cock and my balls? She had been somewhat side on to me in her chair, this was her first opportunity to get a good look and she seemed fascinated. Her color was high in her cheeks, neck and what was visible of her shoulders and bosom, which wasn’t much, her chemise being more modest than our mother’s had been.

I was equally fascinated, but disappointed that more of her body wasn’t visible. However, I figured that that would be remedied before long. Sure enough, the woman began snipping her way down my sister’s back with the scissors, soon the corset fell away from my sister’s body and the woman kicked it away. The chemise was now only supported by the shoulders, the woman grasped the neck of the chemise in the front supporting it and then snipped the shoulders and pulled the chemise away and threw it to the side.

And there were my sister’s beautiful firm breasts, tipped with nipples much smaller than our mother’s but still sticking our significantly from the surrounding flesh. Her breasts sat high on her chest, firm looking mounds topped with the dark flesh of her nipples. Surrounding her nipples was a small slightly raised circle of rose colored skin. Like our mother’s breasts I could see veins just under the white skin of her breasts. Was I going to get to suck on her nipples also? Would I ever get the chance to feel their firm texture in my hands? Would she want me to? I looked up and found that her eyes were now watching my face.

“Do your like them? They aren’t as big as Mamma’s.”

I was honest with her “They’re just as beautiful, only in a different way.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“All right, it’s time for the final reveal” and the woman snipped the waist of my sister’s drawers and then pushed them down, leaving my sister, like our mother clad only in stockings and garters. Her garters were yellow, with what looked like red hearts on them. And there was my sister’s pubic mound, not as prominent as our mother’s, the hair maybe a bit more sparse and a slightly darker shade of blonde. The cleft was also tighter with less of a gap and there weren’t lips showing below. Like mother she had a narrow waist and broad hips. Her hip bones were more apparent than our mother’s were.

God, my cock was aching from being hard for so long and this certainly wasn’t going to help.

The woman now said “Abigail, it is time for you to go around to everyone and let them suck on your nipples like your mother did. Start with your brother and your left nipple and I’ll tell you when it is time to change nipples and when to move on.”

My sister stepped forward and got as close to me as she could with the chair in the way. With her smaller breasts that put them still a little out of reach, so she leaned forward and for balance put her left hand on my shoulder, then pressed her left nipple to my mouth. I opened and drew it in, tasting her skin with my tongue and then attacking her with it, licking around it first gently and then harder, pressing it back into the flesh around it and then releasing it. My sister gasped and then her free hand came up and she ran her fingers into the hair on the back of my head and pulled me harder against her. I was in heaven, getting to suck on the hard nipple of my oldest sister’s beautiful breast, one of the four people I loved most in the world. All too soon, the woman called time and my sister sighed and then switched nipples, groaning as I attacked her right nipple. Far too soon, it seemed to me, time was called again and Gail moved around in front of Cathy to my left.

I took the opportunity to glance at our mother who I saw seemed uncertain as to where she wanted to look, she kept looking over at Gail feeding her nipples to Cathy, then her eyes would dart back to me and she wasn’t looking me in the eyes, she was staring at my erect cock. Her tongue kept darting out and wetting her full lips.

“Time.” I quickly looked back to my two sisters and realized I’d missed the time Cathy had spent sucking on Gail’s left nipple but now I saw her shift and present the right nipple to Cathy. Gail again had her left hand on Cathy’s shoulder supporting herself and her right was buried in Cathy’s hair holding her against her breast. I again decided that there just wasn’t anything prettier or more exciting than watching my relatives, that I loved so much, doing naughty things to each other.

Time was called again and Gail moved down two chairs this time, bypassing her own empty one, before presenting her left nipple to Beth, who seemed quite eager to suck her sister’s nipple. I couldn’t see as well as when Gail was right next to me, now she was more turned away from me and her body was blocking a lot of the view. Looking downward I saw I did have a better view of her derriere now and realized that when she moved on to our mother, that I wouldn’t have much of a view of the action but would have a straight on view from the rear of her buttocks and maybe even what was between her legs.

Now time was up again and Gail moved to our mother’s chair. Because our mother was naked and her legs were spread by the straps holding her to the chair, she was able to move in closer than she had to her sisters. “Mamma? Do… Oooh!” I think our mother had just latched on to her left nipple and was sucking vigorously from the sucking sounds I heard. “Ooh Mamma, that feels so good! Please don’t stop!”

I looked across at Gail’s derriere and it was a spectacular sight. She relatively broad shoulders for a woman and then they narrowed down to a slender waist, that really hadn’t needed the corset to cinch it in, that then flared out into broad hips, just above which were two cute dimples in her back, below were tight firm buttocks which then tucked inward to her firm thighs with a definite gap showing between her thighs where I could just make out the bottom of her pussy slit. Her thighs tapered down to her knees and then her trim calves. It was killing me that I was restrained in the chair and couldn’t touch any of the beautiful, luscious flesh that I was looking at.

The woman called time again. She had to say it twice. I’d only vaguely been aware that she’d already called time and nipples had been switched and now Gail’s nipple sucking session was over. She seemed a bit distraught, breathing heavily and her breasts and nipples seemed distended. Later, when I knew more about women’s bodies and their response to sexual stimulation, I realized the unlike my mother, who had eventually cum just from having her nipples sucked in such a naughty way, Gail hadn’t and she was very frustrated.

She made a step toward her chair, expecting to be restrained in it again as our mother had been. Instead, the woman took her arm and lead her over to the bed. “Sit on the edge in the center” the woman told her. Gail complied and the woman knelt down and put her calves in the restrains prepared for them, pulling her legs apart so they were widely spread. Now I was disappointed that I was off to the side instead of directly in front of her where I could have look straight up between her wide spread legs. “Lie back.”

When my sister lay back on the bed, the woman moved around the bed and attached the wide strap to my sister’s left wrist and then drew up the slack and adjusted a buckle further up to make it taut. She then came back around and did the same to the other wrist. Our mother observing this, became agitated. “Please don’t hurt my daughter! You said if we did what you wanted you wouldn’t hurt us!”

The woman came back around to my mother and put a hand on her naked shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

“And I keep my word, unlike your husband. The only one who is going to touch your daughter right now is you. Can’t you see she is hurting, being naked in front of her family, sucking on your nipples and having her nipples sucked has made her very aroused and she needs to cum. Unlike her naughty mommy, she didn’t cum just from having her nipples sucked, so she needs some more help.”

“I don’t understand, what do you want me to do?”

“Haven’t you ever used your mouth to make another woman cum? If nothing else I’m sure your husband must have used his mouth on your pussy to make you cum, so you should understand what to do.”

“Oh my god, no. I can’t do that to my daughter, it would be so wrong.”

“I’m afraid you must. Or do you want one of us to give her relief?”

One of the woman’s daughters spoke up “She’s really pretty Mamma, I’d be happy to do it.”

Our mother squeezed her eyes shut and then opened them again “No, No! I’ll do it.”

“Girls, move her over in front of her daughter.” The two daughters went to my mother and one on each side reached down and took hold of the front legs of the chair and dragged it over so that it was right up against the bottom edge of the bed, centered between Gail’s legs, and then they retreated to the positions they’d been in against the walls of the room.

The woman moved so she was next to my mother on the side farthest from me, my guess was so that she didn’t obstruct my view of what was to come. She looked at Gail between the legs and said in a casual voice like she was just talking about the weather “Doesn’t Abigail have a beautiful pussy? I envy you the chance to enjoy it. Look at how aroused she is, all that pussy juice oozing out of it, I’ll bet it will taste really delicious!”

Our mother looked distraught and hesitated. “Come, come, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it once you get started. After all, look how much you just enjoyed sucking her nipples and how much you enjoyed having your children suck on your nipples. And I’ve seen you staring at your son’s cock, imaging how it might feel inside your pussy. Go on, give your daughter’s pussy a kiss.”

Mamma moaned and then leaned forward and kissed Gail’s hair covered slit. She had to strain a bit to reach it. The woman observed the difficulty and said “Stop, this isn’t going to work well with your arms restrained, you need to be able to lean forward more. Will you promise to behave if we let your arms loose? You’ll be able to use you hands and fingers to spread your daughter’s pussy open so you’ll have better access. Just think, you’ll be able to see your daughter’s virgin hole and stick you tongue in it!”

Mamma nodded, she didn’t seem to be able to get any words of agreement out in the face of such salacious comments. The woman quickly leaned over and unbuckled the straps holding Mamma’s arm to the chair arm on my side and then took care of the one on her side. I then watched as Mamma reached out trembling hands and drew the lips of Gail’s pussy apart to expose the interior. The flesh gleamed wetly in the light and I could see for the first time a woman’s inner slit, with a little bump at the top and then ruffled flaps running down, ending where a bright pink hole was, that I later learned was the opening to her vagina.

“Go on, kiss your daughter’s pussy again.”

My mother again leaned forward, having a much easier time now and placed a kiss inside my sister’s inner slit, right over the pink hole. Gail moaned and then “Ooooh, don’t stop Mamma, do that more, it feels so good.” My mother hesitated a moment and then did just that and then did it again. And then again.

“That’s better but you can do better than that” the woman said, “use your tongue, lick up her sweet juices, stick it into her virgin hole, then when I say, take her clit in your mouth and tickle it with your tongue.”

Our mother reluctantly followed the orders she was given but soon, it didn’t seem like she minded. Her eyes were closed but the expression on her face suggested that it was so she could savor what she was doing. Gail certainly seemed to be enjoying it, moaning nonstop and trying to thrust her hips up into my mother’s mouth, which the straps mostly defeated. The moans became higher and higher pitched until the woman said “Now, the clit” and I could see Mamma take the bump at the top of Gail’s slit into her mouth and I assume that she followed directions and was using her tongue on the bump, which I guessed was her clit. Gail arched her back and lifted her buttocks off the bed and screamed “Oh god, somethings happening! Oooh!” and then she collapsed back onto the bed, with her eyes closed and a blissful expression on her face.

I also saw our mother moan and shake and so did the woman. “Oh, did making your daughter cum excite you after all? Did naughty mommy cum again without even being touched?, Well? speak up!”

Mamma mumbled something and looked very embarrassed. “Go on, speak up so your children can hear you” the woman commanded.

“Yes”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I came.”

“So, licking and sucking your daughter’s pussy excited you?”

“Yes”

“Did you like her taste?”

“Yes”

“Would you like to make love to her again?”

“Yes”

“Would you like to do the same thing to your other daughters?”

Our mother squeezed her eyes shut but then admitted “Yes.”

At the start of this interrogation, I’d seen Gail open her eyes and she listened with great interest apparent on her face.

“That was amazing, I’d love to have you do it again, Mamma. But could I do that to you? I love you so much and I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel.”

“Oh my sweet baby, yes, if that is really what you want to do. It’s so wrong, but it would feel so good.”

The woman reached down and started unstrapping my mother’s legs. “Sorry, you will be able to do that soon Abigail but it will have to wait a little bit, first your mother needs to take care of your brother, he must be really suffering with all this going on and not being able to touch his cock and no one else doing it for him.”

My mother looked over at me and blushed but eyed my hard cock and I saw her tongue wet her lips again. The woman was right, all this was driving me crazy. I was a bit surprised that I hadn’t just spontaneously cum without my cock being touched.

The woman told my mother “Alright, you’re free, unstrap your daughter and put her in her chair again. When she’s standing, I want you to teach her how lover’s kiss before you put her in the chair then I want you to repeat the lesson with each of your daughters.”

My mother didn’t say anything but soon had Gail unstrapped and then on her feet. She leaned toward Gail and kissed her gently on the lips. Even though at that moment the kiss was a closed mouth one it looked as erotic as hell. Her larger breasts pressed lightly against Gail’s and their hips came together. She pulled back slightly and looked into her daughter’s wide started eyes. “This time when I kiss you I’m going to have my mouth open, when you feel my tongue on your lips, open your mouth also and then imitate with your tongue what I do with mine.”

“Yes Mamma.”

Our mother again placed her lips on Gail’s but this time I could see that her mouth was open and just before there was contact she tilted her head a little so that their noses didn’t collide. Soon it looked like both of their mouths were open and both moaned into each other’s mouth. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my other two sisters looking very intrigued.

“Okay, that’s enough for now, put her in her chair and put the straps on.”

“Is that really necessary? We’re doing everything you ask.”

“Do it, it’s safer for all of us, that way there can’t be any surprises.”

So, Mamma complied, as she finished she leaned in to Gail again and kissed her on the mouth, taking her time and to my astonishment I saw her hand come up and brush across one of Gail’s breasts. Gail moaned and Mamma straightened up and moved toward Beth. “May I kiss you darling?” she asked Beth.

Beth responded with a breathless “Yes please.” She must have been listening to the instructions Mamma had given Gail because they soon were kissing intensely, their mouths obviously open and tongues busy. To kiss Beth seated in the chair, she was leaning down to her, which caused her breasts to swing away from her body, dangling enticingly in the air, swaying gently. Not quite as erotic as when she kissed Gail, as Beth was still fully clothed, but given how things had progressed, I wondered how long that would continue. Would I get to see all of my sisters naked? Would I get a kissing lesson also?

“Next daughter now, and then it will be your son’s turn for his lesson.”

Mamma started to ask Cathy if it was all right with her to kiss her but Cathy beat her to it “Please kiss me Mamma.”

And so I watched as Mamma thoroughly kissed her youngest daughter, the two of them sighing with regret when forced to stop when they were told that it was my turn now.

Chapter Five: I Become a Man

I watched as Mamma came to me and started to lean down to kiss me, it looked like she wasn’t going to bother with asking if it was all right, I think she could tell from the look in my eyes and the looks I’d been giving her ever since these events had started that I wanted anything I could get.

“Wait! I have some questions I’d like your son to answer before we continue.”

My mother straightened up and the woman continued.

“Are your a virgin?”

That confused me a bit. I was familiar with the concept that young ladies were supposed to be virgins when they got married, that they had something called a maidenhead that they gave to their husbands on their wedding night and from the woman talking about my sister Gail’s virgin hole when talking about her pussy, I assumed it was there. But what did that have to do with me?

She saw my confusion and clarified. “Has any hand but yours touched your cock since you were a young child? Has a woman taken it in her mouth or put it into her pussy? Have you touched a woman’s naked body before tonight?” I was shaking my head no to all her questions. “Has a woman kissed you like you saw your mother and sisters kissing just now?”

“No.”

The woman looked at my mother. “Now you get a chance to really be naughty. You get to do all the most naughty things for your son’s first time. You carried your son in your belly for nine months and give birth to him through your pussy. Now your pussy, his mother’s pussy, will be the first one to take him inside and to feel his cum erupt. But first you will be the one who gives him his first lover’s kiss. And then you will take him in your mouth and suck his cock until he cums in your mouth. It probably won’t take long with all the visual stimulation he’s been getting. That way, when you take him into your pussy for the first time, hopefully he will last long enough so that you can cum at least once with him. Now, give him his first lover’s kiss.”

My mother leaned down to my mouth and pressed her mouth to mine. It was thrilling to feel her soft lips rubbing gently against my own. I had already opened my mouth in anticipation of her tongue but apparently my mother wanted to go slow. She pulled back and looking me in the eye said “I want this to be as special for you as I can make it, so I’m going to go slow. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I want it to be special for you too Mamma, so take all the time you want. I love you so much.”

“I love you too my darling son, I hope you don’t mind if I call you son, it makes me feel so naughty that I’m doing this with my son and in front of your sisters, the daughters that I also love dearly. Keep calling me Mamma, it excites me so much.”

I glanced at the woman who was directing all the events of the evening, wondering if she was going to make us hurry things along, but she seemed satisfied to let my mother set the pace.

Then Mamma’s mouth was on mine again, rubbing softly against my lips. Our mouths were open but she hadn’t started using her tongue yet, so I waited, just enjoying what we were doing. I guess she must have been holding her breath because then she exhaled into my mouth and then took another breath, seeming to draw it from my lungs. I couldn’t tell you how long we continued like that but eventually I felt her mouth open more and felt her tongue glide over my lips before darting into my mouth and then retreating. I chased after her tongue with mine and tasted the inside of her mouth for the first time. The taste and the naughtiness of what we were doing just about overwhelmed me. We continued for what must have been at least a few minutes, she using her tongue to teach me what to do with her mouth and tongue. Finally she drew back, more than a bit out of breath. “That was wonderful my darling son, we’ll have to get a lot more practice in the days to come, but right now I want to taste your cock and cum.”

So saying she knelt down and moved as close as she could between my legs that were strapped to the chair and leaned toward my twitching cock, that by this time was pretty much covered with my precum that had been welling up and dripping down the sides.

The woman had one final order “When he comes, don’t swallow all of it. I want you to keep some of it in your mouth to share with his sisters with a lover’s kiss.”

My mother moaned on hearing that “Oh my god, that’s so naughty.” and then her hand wrapped itself around the base of my cock and her tongue was licking around and over the tip of my cock. The sensation was something I could not have even imagined. The act itself was not something I’d ever imagined either. Her hand pulled down on my loose skin and that exposed the complete head of my cock, which she now took into her mouth and began sucking. Her eyes were looking up at me and I stared back into her eyes while also trying to keep an eye on what her mouth and hand were doing to my cock. Remembering what she had said just before this started, I pulled myself together and said loudly “Look at our naughty mother sucking her son’s cock. Pretty soon I’m going to cum in her naughty mouth and then she’ll come to you and give you a taste. Such a naughty thing do to, to feed her son’s cum to her daughters with a lover’s kiss.”

I guess my mother loved that, for a moment she stopped sucking, her eyes rolled back into her head and she screamed around my cock. I felt very proud, I’d made my mother cum with naughty talk. Out of the corners of my eye, I saw the woman applauding silently, so I guess I’d even impressed her.

A moment or two later, my mother shuddered and resumed sucking on my cock with her hand stroking up and down below her mouth. That did it, I couldn’t hold out any longer, my cock erupted with all the cum that had built up over the evening. I did see my mother’s throat move, so she did swallow some of it but once I stopped pulsing, she squeezed the last of it out and then got to her feet, moving swiftly to Cathy on my left and in a moment their open mouths were joined and both of them moaned. Mamma didn’t continue long but move on again to Gail, again mouths joined and they moaned. This time one of Mamma’s hands came up and cupped one of Gail’s naked breasts and gave it a squeeze, wringing another moan from her. And then she moved on to Beth, I’m not sure how much cum she still had left but Beth got the benefit of being the last to be kissed, apparently Mom didn’t feel she had to move on right away and they kissed for some time before Mamma straightened up.

I was feeling a great relief now that I’d cum. Even though the kissing I was watching was very erotic, my cock relaxed and lay between my legs again. My naked mother came back to stand in front of me. “Did you like cumming in Mommy’s mouth?” she asked me.

“It was wonderful Mommy” I used her choice of name, as it seemed to excite her “Your son loves his naughty mommy ever so much.” If I ever had any doubt that my mother had a sense of humor, she put it rest right then by recognizing the absurdity of the conversation and laughing out loud and then she leaned down and kissed me thoroughly on the mouth again. I guess she had managed to completely pass on the cum she had feed to my sisters because I couldn’t detect any strange flavors on her tongue or in her mouth. I was glad about that, I wasn’t sure I wanted to taste my own cum.

The woman now spoke up again. “Rebecca, I want you to suck his cock again and get it hard, it’s time for your to take your son’s cock into the pussy that gave birth to him. I want to see you ride his cock until he fills you with his cum. Since you seem to like to be so naughty, you should know that the next event this evening will be you on the bed like Gail was and you’re going to take her up on her offer to make love to your pussy until you cum. Just think how naughty it will be to have your daughter lick and suck her mommy’s pussy with her brother’s cum leaking out.”

My mother moaned at that and it seemed like her nipples got even more erect, so I guess that idea excited her. Looked over at Gail to see what she might think of this very naughty idea. I found her looking at me and then she winked at me and ran her tongue over her lips and grinned at me, so I guess she had no problem with the idea. I have to say that the thought of watching that excited me and I could feel my cock beginning to fill again.

Mamma swiftly knelt between my feet again and took my still mostly limp cock in her mouth and began sucking eagerly. Soon only the head fit in her mouth and I was back to being completely hard.

“All right, I think he’s ready, it’s time for you to take him inside. Straddle his lap facing him so you can kiss while you fuck your son and he can feel your lovely naked breasts against his chest.”

I watched the color drain from my mother’s face and then come flooding back. I think first she felt the shame of being forced to do something so wrong, but then the naughtiness factor took over and excited her. I saw her take a big breathe and then she moved to straddle my lap, not with me inside her yet, she sat back almost on my knees. I could feel her naked buttocks on my lower thighs! Because of the difference in our heights, this put us pretty much face to face staring into each other’s eyes. Her breasts weren’t touching me yet but her big nipples couldn’t have been more than an inch from my chest.

“Do you want me? Do you want your naughty mommy to be the first woman to take your cock inside her pussy and make you cum?”

“More than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life!. I love you so much Mamma.”

“And Mommy loves her son and her daughters ever so much also.” and Mamma slid her body forward so that my cock was trapped between our bellies and her breasts were finally against my chest and then she was kissing me wildly on the mouth, her tongue frantically searching out mine. I could feel Mamma’s hard nipples and soft mounds pressed tightly to my flat hard chest. The feel of her against me was the most wonderful thing imaginable but in a moment it was going to get even better.

Mamma pulled back from me slightly and raised herself up so she was no longer resting on my thighs. Immediately, I missed the feel of her naked buttocks against the top of my thighs but then her hand came between us and grasped my cock, pulling it way from my belly. I felt the tip rubbing against the flesh of her upper thigh and then against some soft wet flesh! She was rubbing the head of my cock against her pussy slit! Then she found the entrance to her vagina with the tip of my cock and I could feel hot wet flesh starting to surround the tip of my cock.

“Look at me” my mother said. My eyes had closed, savoring the sensations of her hand and flesh against my cock but I now opened my eyes and found my mother staring into my eyes. “Are you ready?”

“Please, I want it so much. I love you and want to be inside you so badly.”

She leaned forward and kissed me tenderly on the lips “I love you too. Here goes.”

And she took her hand away and then slowly lowered herself, my cock head pushing slowly into the moist heat of her pussy. We both gasped at how good it felt and my mother’s eyes closed for a second but then reopened and she resumed staring into my eyes. She shifted slightly and then began lowering herself more onto my cock and I felt the hot wet embrace of her pussy enveloping more and more of my cock, and then her buttocks were again resting on the top of my thighs and my cock was completely encased in my mother’s body (later, I would figure out that in this position, all of my cock wasn’t in her as my thighs kept her from getting all the way to the base, but still it remains one of my favorite positions). I’ll never forget the look of utter ecstasy on my mother’s face and then she stiffened and I felt her pussy contract and then flutter around my cock and I felt moisture trickle down the base of my cock and onto my balls. My mother had cum again just from the shear naughtiness of having her son’s forbidden cock inside the pussy that had given birth to him.

My mother had a dreamy look on her face and although her eyes were open, I could tell that she wasn’t really seeing me. I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. “Was that good Mamma?”

Her eyes came back into focus and she blushed. “Ooh, sooo good.” and then she began using her legs to raise herself up until it felt like my cock was almost out of her pussy and letting herself drop down onto it again, over and over. It felt absolutely divine, her hot wet pussy channel rubbing against my cock continually as we stared lovingly into each other’s eyes. She had her upper body angled so that her breasts and nipples were rubbing against my chest as she moved. I looked down and I loved the view of her nipples dragging up and down my chest. I wanted to taste them again so badly. I hated the fact that my hands were restrained and I couldn’t use them to touch my lover, my mother.

“Mamma, could you hold up one of your breasts so I can suck on the nipple?” My mother moaned at the idea and took her left hand off of my shoulder and brought it down to cup the underside of her left breast and raised it up enough that I was able get her stiff hard nipple into my mouth, where I began to suck and tease it with my tongue. I heard my mother begin to breathe heavily and she gasped “Bite it gently, please!” So I bite down gently on the nipple while looking up at her face. She gave a scream and I could feel her pussy spasming around my cock again and more moisture trickled down onto my balls. I’d made her cum again.

I almost came again myself but I managed to hold off. It helped that my mother had stopped moving on my cock. I was getting a bit frantic to cum, but I was enjoying this so much that I didn’t want it to end. I was still holding her nipple in my teeth and tickling it with my tongue. “Just suck now baby, Mommy’s nipple is now too sensitive to bite” so I went back to just sucking on it.

Mamma sighed and rested for minute on my thighs while I continued to suck on her nipple. Then “Daniel, I want you to kiss me, I want us to keep kissing and looking into each other eyes while we love each other until we both cum. I want to feel my loving son’s hot cum filling my pussy.”

I released Mamma’s nipple, giving it a kiss farewell, as I raised my face to accept my mother’s kiss. Her open mouth met mine and the kiss was hot but not frantic, just very loving. Above our lips, our eyes starred into each other eyes. I noticed that my mother’s pupils were greatly expanded, making me feel like I could fall into them.

My mother began raising and lowering herself on my cock again, more gently this time, taking care to raise up slowly until the head of my cock was just barely in her hole and then slowly sinking back down on it. As our passion grew, she sped up a little but kept up the same deliberate motion and maintained our lip and eye contact. Soon, I could feel myself getting ready to cum, Mamma also seemed close, so I just hoped that when I came, she would also, as I didn’t want to end the kiss she had asked me to do until we came. And then the next time she took me all the way into her pussy, I came, shooting my cum for the first time into my mother’s hot wet pussy. Mother was close, as soon as she felt me flooding her interior, her pussy clamped down on my cock and then I felt almost a flood of warm fluid against my belly as she slumped against me, her arms around my neck holding her in place, otherwise I think she would have toppled to the side. I so wished that my arms were free so that I could hold her.

And then the woman was there, releasing my arms, and I gratefully wrapped one then the other, as they were freed, around my mother, enjoying the feel of her body against mine, the feel of the skin of her back under my hands. The feel of my softening cock still inside my mother’s pussy.

Finally she stirred and straightened up and then slide back a bit on my thighs, causing my cock to drop out of her pussy. She then looked down and frowned. I looked down also and saw that our pubic areas were drenched as were my inner thighs and the fabric of the chair seat between my legs.

“Oh my god, I think I came so hard I lost control and pissed on us!” With a tone of horror in her voice and tears forming in her eyes.

The woman looked between us and then reassured my mother “No, that’s not urine.”

“Then what is it?”

“Some women, when they cum hard enough, usually after cumming a few times already, will squirt fluid from their pussy. Believe me, it doesn’t taste anything like urine, it tastes quite nice actually. it’s similar to what a man’s cum is, but without the sperm.” Then with what seemed like a change of subject ‘Tell me Rebecca, when was your last monthly ‘curse’?”

I watched my mother’s eyes open in shock as mention of sperm and her last womanly cycle sunk in. “Oh my god, about two weeks ago.”

“Congratulations. Just think, you could already be pregnant with your son’s baby, or if not yet, could be before tomorrow morning.”

“Oooh no, please let me go wash before it is too late!” And my mother tried to stand up, but my arms, without thinking about it had tightened their hold on her and I held her in place. Of course I would never want to distress my mother but the thought that she might be pregnant by me, that I might get to see her belly grow big with our child, that her breasts would fill again with milk that I could taste, filled me with joy. Of course at the time, I had no real concept of what a naked pregnant woman would look like, other than it seemed their bellies got big. The few pregnant women that I had seen up to this point in my life had been covered neck to toe in the clothes of the day, which didn’t reveal anything.

“Looks like your son doesn’t like that idea. Do you like the thought of your mother having your baby?”

“I love it,” I responded. Mamma stopped struggling and looked into my eyes again. “You do?”

I explained the thoughts I’d had “I want to see your naked belly growing big, knowing that it is the baby that we created growing inside you. I want to see your breasts grow full of milk again to feed our baby and I want to be able to taste it also when there is any to spare.”

Mamma searched my eyes, and saw that I was sincere and just like that having my baby was the best idea in the world to her. Also, I think that the side of her that I was starting to call in my mind ‘naughty mommy’ came to the fore. “That would be so hot. Do you know, that when I was pregnant with each of you I was so horny I couldn’t stand it. Unfortunately, your father didn’t want anything to do with me when I was pregnant. Will you take care of my sexual needs while I have your babies?”

I was a bit stunned, that was a rapid change, she now apparently wanted this so much she was talking about babies, rather than just one. But my ego thrilled at the idea she wanted me to continue being her lover and for me to give her more than one child. “Of course I will Mamma and I imagine your daughters will want to help also.” and I kissed her again gently on the mouth.

“Good, now that that is settled, Rebecca, it is time for you to move to the bed so Abigail can have her turn making you cum. Take up the same position your daughter was in. You might want to use your hand to keep as much of your son’s cum inside you as you can, so your daughter will have lots to lick and suck out of you.”

My mother blushed again but reached down and pressed her hand over her pussy trying to keep as much of the fluids in her pussy sealed in as she could. She then rose to her feet and walked a little awkwardly over to the bed where she lay down her back with her pussy at the edge of the bed and her legs dangling. She then raise her arms above her head so they could be restrained with the straps at the top. The woman quickly went to the bed and put the restraints in place and then went to Gail and unstrapped her from her chair.

Chapter Six: Mamma and Gail

“Move to the chair at the foot of the bed.” the woman instructed Gail.

My sister Gail eagerly complied and put her arms and legs where she thought they needed to be to be strapped to the chair. Instead, the woman asked “Do I need to restrain you? Would you prefer to be free and will you be good and do everything I tell you?”

It seemed like Gail couldn’t take her eyes off of Mamma’s pussy “I’ll be good, please, I promise. I’d like to be able to use my hands.”

“Alright. Now, lean forward and kiss your mother’s pussy.”

My sister quickly obeyed, planting a long slow kiss on the outside of our mother’s pussy.

“Now, use your tongue and lick up your mother’s slit from bottom to top, push it in between her lips so you get lots of her juices.”

I saw my sister’s tongue come out and drag slowly but forcefully up our mother’s slit, the tip disappearing between her folds. Our mother moaned and her breathe came more harshly. When my sisters tongue reached the top of our mother’s slit, our mother jerked and moaned again and I assumed Gail tongue must have come in contact with Mamma’s clit. Gail’s tongue retreated to her mouth and I guess she liked what she tasted as she made a loud hum of approval.

“Very good, such a good daughter licking her naughty mommy’s pussy clean of her juices. Did you like the taste?”

‘Yes. And it is such an intimate thing to do, it makes my pussy tingle knowing that I’m tasting both my mother’s juices and my brother’s at the same time.”

“Do you see how wet her thighs and lower belly are? I want you to lick up all of your naughty mommy’s juices that she sprayed all over herself and your brother.”

Gail diligently applied herself to do as asked, taking several minutes to lick all over our mother’s upper thighs and lower belly, humming appreciatively pretty much the whole time. It was interesting, the seam where Mamma’s thighs joined her hips, seemed especially sensitive, causing our mother to thrust her hips up and exclaim “No! Please, that tickles too much!”

That seemed to delight my sister, she grasped our mother’s hips at the side and continued licking the seam on both sides of our mother’s groin, driving our mother to distraction, thrusting her hips up repeatedly and crying out in a strangled voice.

Finally, the woman called a halt to that, to my mother’s relief. “Abigail you’ve tortured your mother enough, it time to go back to licking your mothers pussy slit. I’ll bet all that thrashing about has pushed out more juices for you to lick up. Use your fingers on each side of your mothers slit and spread her open so you can have a good look.”

Gail eagerly complied, seemingly fascinated with what she saw. She spent some time gazing at our mother’s open pussy.

“See that bump at the top of the slit, that’s your mother’s clit, it is very sensitive and can bring a woman great pleasure but it is usually best to avoid it at first as until a woman is warmed up with other play, it can be too sensitive at first. Below that you will see the small hole that is her pee hole, below that is the important one, the entrance to her vagina. That is where she put your brother’s cock when she took his virginity. You can see his cum oozing out. I want you to lick up what is flowing down and then I want you to stick your tongue into her there as far as you can. Then put your mouth over the hole and suck as much of your brother’s cum from her as you can.”

The first couple of licks made Mamma moan, then when Gail’s tongue went inside and she started sucking she thrust up her hips again and exclaimed “Oh my, that is so naughty and feels so good.” She must have been releasing quite a bit of fluid because I could hear slurping noises from my sister.

“Is naughty mommy enjoying having her naughty daughter suck her son’s cum from her pussy.”

I watched as our mother shuddered again “Oh god, I’m cumming!”

This time I got to see it, as a stream of fluid shoot up into the air from my mother’s pussy. The first pulse of my mother’s squirting cum caught my sister’s face before she could pull back. The second pulse falling back onto her stomach and thighs. Gail immediately put her head back down and began licking it up. ‘Oh mommy, that tastes so good. Does that mean I made you cum?’

She didn’t get an answer, it seemed our mother was so overwhelmed she couldn’t respond. Gail turned to the woman “Can I put a finger inside her to see what my brother felt when he was inside her?”

“Let me see your fingernails.” Gail put out her hand.. “Yes, go ahead, you wouldn’t want to hurt her with a sharp or broken fingernail, or do it with a dirty finger but yours look fine.”

Gail slid a finger slowly into our mother’s vagina, it seemed to slide in easily so she must have still been well lubricated with our juices. “She’s so hot and wet inside and it seems like she’s sucking on my finger.”

Our mother roused a bit a this point, her eyes still closed “Daniel?” I was flattered that her first thought when rousing and feeling something in her pussy was of me, although my sisters finger didn’t come close to the dimensions of my cock.

“No mommy, its your naughty daughter Gail. I’ve got my finger in you. Naughty mommy you just squirted all over my face and your stomach. Your juices taste really delicious. Just wait mommy, I’m going to go and give Beth and Cathy a taste of your juices.” And she got to her feet and went to Beth who was closest. Her face dripping with her mother’s juices, she sank to her knees in front of Beth and pointing to the right side of her face said “Taste mommy’s juices, she tastes sooo good.”

Beth put out her tongue and eagerly licked the right side of Gail’s face “mmm, I like that. I can’t wait to have my mouth and tongue in her pussy like you did! Go give Cathy a taste.”

And Gail obediently got up and moved over to Cathy where she again sank to her knees. She didn’t even have to tell Cathy what to do, she immediately began licking the left side of Gail’s face, repeating Beth’s appreciative “mmmm.” Then to my delight, Gail turned her head and gave Cathy a full on open mouthed kiss, which made both of them moan.

All of this erotic activity was beginning to have its affect on me, my cock was beginning to fill again and rise from between my thighs. Watching my mother and Gail and then Gail with Beth and Cathy was just the most beautiful and exciting thing imaginable.

While the activity between my sisters was going on, the woman had gone over to my mother and had released her from her restraints, helping her up (it looked like she needed the help) and then seated her in mother’s abandoned chair (after turning it to face us), where Mamma slumped, for the moment exhausted, although I did see that her eyes were watching what her daughters were doing.

Chapter Seven: Beth and Cathy, Beth and Mom

“Abigail, I want you to go back to your chair until it time for your turn again, can you do that?”

“Yes” Gail, rather reluctant, I think, to stop kissing Cathy, straightened up and moving over to her chair, and sat down.

The woman now approached Beth and Cathy. “Are both you willing to be good and do whatever I ask if I let you free?”

Beth and Cathy looked at each other and then both said “Yes.” The woman then unstrapped first Beth, then Cathy, they both move around a bit in their chairs, having been restrained since all this had started. “Stand up and walk around a bit to get loosened up.” Both obeyed, they made a bee-line to our mother.

“Are you alright Mamma? Are you going to lick our pussies like you did Gail’s? Are we going to get to to lick Daniel’s cum from your pussy like Gail did? Is Daniel going to put his cock in us?” They peppered her with questions, not really allowing her time to answer.

Mamma held up her hand to stop them and tried to answer their questions as best she could remember. “I’m fine girls. If you want your naughty mommy to lick your pussies until you cum, I would love to do that. As far as the rest goes, I don’t know if all of that will be possible tonight, but if you still want too later I’m sure we’ll get all of your desires satisfied eventually.”

The woman cleared her throat “Alright girls, I want you to move to the center of the chairs and face each other.” they took their places as asked, looking each other in the eyes, wondering what was going to be next. Hoping that it would be something exciting.

“Now, I want you to kiss each other on the mouth. Use what your mother and sister have taught you so far.”

Still fully clothed at this point, they moved closer to each other and tilting their heads pressed their open mouths together. The woman allowed them several minutes to explore the experience of kissing another of their sisters, before asking them to stop. “Now, I want you to undress each other, remove everything except your stockings and garters.”

Beth grabbed Cathy and turned her so her back was to her and attacked the buttons and hooks on her back. Quickly becoming frustrated at how much time it was taking she asked the woman, “Can we use the scissors like you did?”

I think the woman was amused but she retrieved the scissors from the bed where she had placed them and handed them to Beth. Beth attacked Cathy’s garments and soon had her down to her chemise, corset, and drawers and then they were quickly stripped off leaving Cathy nude except for her stockings and garters, her garters were blue and seemed to have yellow flowers on them. Beth quickly kissed Cathy on the mouth and then handed her the scissors and Cathy went to work removing Beth’s garments. Faster than I would have believed possible, Beth was also naked except for her stockings and garters, her garters were burgundy colored with what looked like bunches of green grapes. Cathy tossed the scissors aside, and then the two of them embraced, pressing their naked breasts together, kissing each other passionately on the lips, their hands caressing over each other’s naked backs.

Beth and Cathy’s bodies were very similar to Gail’s. Relatively wide shoulders, narrow waists and broad hips and trim legs. Bodies that weren’t bony but not fleshy either. High firm breasts, not large but not small. Beth’s were the most like mothers, having the same puffy areola that gave them a pear shape, her nipples weren’t as large as our mother’s. Blonde lightly haired pubic mounds with fairly closed slits although Beth’s did show a hit of inner lips, similar to the much more visible ones of our mother. They both looked absolutely delicious.

“Stop now. Cathy, I want you to go over and sit on your brothers lap, facing away from him. You are not to try and get his cock in your pussy and you will not turn around. Daniel, you may kiss any part of her you can reach without her turning around and you may play with her breasts all you want but you may not touch her pussy. Go and get settled Cathy.”

Cathy almost ran to me and she quickly sat on my knees with her back to me. I loved the feel of her solid fleshy buttocks on my thighs, then she slid back so my cock was trapped between us and her back was against my chest. I put my arms around her waist but I didn’t molest her breasts yet. I wanted to see what was coming next. I also had permission to kiss Cathy, but I wasn’t sure what good that was supposed to do when I couldn’t kiss her lips like this, but I though it couldn’t hurt to try so I leaned in and licked her on the side of her neck and then kissed her in the same place. She gasped and moaned slightly and I learned that kisses didn’t have to be on the lips or the pussy or the nipple to be effective.

Once Cathy was settled and our attention was returned to our sister Beth, the woman lead Beth over to where our mother was sitting. Our mother rose to her feet as they approached and opened her arms to her daughter. Beth almost flew the last couple of steps and pressed her naked body against our mother’s, wrapping her arms around our mother’s neck and pressing her lips to our mother’s, kissing her passionately.

“Are you going to lick my pussy and make me cum Mamma?” Beth asked as soon as she pulled back from the kiss.

“Is that what you’d like?”

“Ohhh, yes! Please.”

Our mother kissed her again passionately on the mouth and then “I would love to, my darling, but first may I touch your beautiful breasts and suck your pretty nipples?”

“Oh, yes Mamma, I think I would love that.”

Our mother sat back down in the chair behind her and then reached out and drew Beth to her. “Sit on my knees darling, facing me.”

Beth quickly obeyed and Cathy and I watched intently as Mamma and Beth leaned toward each other and kissed passionately. Then Mamma pushed Beth gently back and brought her hands around in front of Beth and cupped her breasts which she then gently squeezed before starting to caress them all over. For now she seemed to be avoiding Beth’s nipples.

I thought it was time to give Cathy a taste of what Beth was experiencing so I brought my hands up and cupped her breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze, while at the same time kissing the side of her neck as I had done before. She moaned and her hands came up and she put them over mine. I was afraid maybe she wanted me to take my hands off her breasts but she just squeezed my hands against her breasts “Don’t stop, I want to feel you feeling me.” I wasn’t sure why, but if that’s what she wanted, I has happy to oblige. I loved the feel of the firm flesh of Cathy’s breasts and was looking forward to when I would be able to suck on her nipples.

I was keeping an eye on what was happening across the way. Mamma now leaned down and began pressing kisses to the flesh of Beth’s breasts. For the moment, she still seemed to be avoiding Beth’s nipples. Beth seemed to be enjoying the attention anyway. But finally she burst out “Please Mamma, touch my nipples, suck my nipples! You’re driving me crazy!”

Our mother took pity on Beth and shifted her mouth from kissing and licking the upper slope of her right breast to taking her right nipple into her mouth. At the same time, our mother’s right hand took Beth’s left nipple between her thumb and forefinger and began gently squeezing and rolling it. “Ohhh Mommy! Ohhh that feels wonderful, don’t stop!”

Our mother didn’t. After a few minutes she changed which nipple she was sucking and which she was playing with with her fingers but she continued her assault on Beth’s nipples. I was doing my best to give Cathy the same treatment but of course I had been prohibited from sucking on her breasts. I glanced at Gail and saw that she was playing with one of her own nipples with one hand and rubbing the outside of her pussy with the other. I think she may have cum while I was watching, I saw her shudder and then stop playing with herself.

“Rebecca… Rebecca! Its time for Bethany to get on the bed and for you to use your mouth to make her cum for the first time.”

Mamma stopped sucking on Beth nipple and took her fingers from the other, rather reluctantly I thought but she then pushed Beth to her feet and stood up. She leaned in a gave Beth a quick hard kiss on the mouth and then turned her in the direction of the bed. “On the bed, my darling, you saw how you should be.”

Beth quickly put her buttocks on the edge of the bed and leaned back. She didn’t lay back flat, she stayed up on her elbows so she was looking down her body at herself and where her mother would soon be. Our mother turned her chair around to face the bed and sat down, scooting forward and placing her hands on her daughter’s spread thighs. She looked up at her daughter’s face “Are you ready darling?”

“Ohhh, yes. Please, I want it so much.”

Mamma then leaned down and kissed Beth’s pussy, then her fingers spread Beth’s slit open and her tongue slid up her daughter’s glistening flesh. “mmmm, you taste so good darling.” and then she repeated the tongue lick. I don’t know if she came in contact with Beth’s clit or if Beth was just so excited that that wasn’t required, but she gave a small scream and collapsed back flat onto the bed. Beth had had her first orgasm.

“Ohh! That was quick.” Mother seemed disappointed that it was over so quickly and started to get up. The woman put an hand on her shoulder “Much too quick, it’s alright to continue and make her cum again.”

Mamma sank back into the seat and kissed Beth’s pussy again, then utilizing a lesson from Gail, she licked the crease where Beth’s thighs met her hips. That brought Beth alert and she did it again “Mommy, stop, that tickles.” Not wanting to torture her daughter, Mamma returned her attentions to Beth’s pussy, again using her fingers to spread her open and begin teasing her intimate flesh with her tongue and lips. It looked like she pushed her tongue into Beth’s virgin vagina as far as she could and then took her daughter’s pussy lips on one side into her mouth and sucked on them, then repeated that on the other side before going back to licking up and down. Soon Beth was thrusting up her hips into her mother’s face and begging “Ohhh, please Mommy, make me cum.”

Our mother then went to the top of Beth’s slit and took her clit into her mouth and tickled it with her tongue. That did it, Beth gave another scream and came. She really came, Liquid shot from her pussy into our mother’s face, drenching her. Apparently we had another squirter in the family.

Mamma looked started, then laughed “That was interesting!” and got up from the chair and went around to the side of the bed, looking down at her daughter’s face. Beth had a big smile on her face and her eyes were closed. She seemed to be awake as she was humming quietly to herself enjoying the afterglow of what Mamma had done to her. Mamma leaned down and kissed Beth on the mouth, at the same time tweaking one of Beth’s nipples, bringing Beth back to herself for the second time. She dreamily opened her eyes, then they got really big as she took in her mother’s face. “Mamma! What happened to you?”

“You did my darling. You shoot girl cum all over my face.” Beth started to look horrified but Mamma quickly put her at ease “I loved it darling, you and it tastes wonderful. I can’t wait to do it again. Next time I’ll be ready for it and catch most of it in my mouth. Here, take a taste.” and she leaned down and presented her wet cheek to her daughter who obediently licked up some of the juice. “mmmm, it is nice, just like yours was when Gail gave me a taste.”

Cathy was squirming in my lap, excited from my hands playing with her breasts and kissing her neck and ears while we watched our mother love Beth for the first time. She now jumped up and rushed to Mamma and Beth. “Is it my turn now? Please? I want to know what it feels like to cum like that!”

Mamma glanced at the woman to see what she directed. The woman put an arm out and stopped Cathy and then pushed her toward her chair. “Sit down, you’ll get your turn, but it’s going to be Abigail’s time now to give her brother her most precious gift, her maidenhead. But first, Rebecca and Abigail, I think you need to clean yourselves up a bit, your faces could use a bit of a wash. I saw a pitcher of water and cloths over on the vanity over there” and she pointed to a corner of the room.

Abigail and Mamma looked at each other and then blushed, they both showed traces of all the fluids they had been drenched in and their hair needed a little tiding up. They swiftly walked over to the vanity, sat down on the bench in front of it and looked at their faces. “Oh my!” my mother exclaimed and then said “Let me clean you up dear, then you can do me.” and she got a cloth and wet it from the pitcher and set about cleaning Abigail’s face “I’m not sure we can do much about your hair until there is time to take it down and wash it” she pickup up a brush and brushed some stray wisps of hair back and then tucked them into the hair crowning Gail’s head. Gail picked up a clean cloth, wet it and cleaned her mother’s face and then tried to neaten up her mother’s hair as her mother had done for her. “There, I think that’s the best we can do for now.”

“Thank you dear.”

“Thank you mommy” and she leaned toward our mother and kissed her passionately on the lips.

Chapter Eight: Gail Gives Me Her Most Precious Gift

Mamma and Beth both got up and came back to where the rest of us waited. Gail looked a little apprehensive but mostly excited. Mamma turned to her and drawing her to her feet, gave her a hug and a thorough kiss on the mouth. “Are you ready dear?”

“I want it so much Mamma, but I don’t know what to do.”

“Would you like me to help?” Mamma looked at the woman “Is it going to be in the chair again?”

“Yes.”

“Would you like all of us to help? Your sisters could suck your nipples while Daniel looks into your eyes and tell you how much he loves you, and I can guide his cock into the opening of your vagina so there aren’t any false starts. It is probably going to hurt at least some, his cock has to tear its way through your maidenhead. Just remember, it only hurts when that happens, once his cock is passed your maidenhead, it will begin to feel wonderful. Once he’s all the way in, just stop and wait for it to start to feel good before continuing. Normally, your first lover would thrust hard into you to get it done, but the way we’re doing it, you’ll have to force yourself down on his cock to get it done. If you want, I’ll help you push down.”

“Oh, yes please Mamma.” Mamma kissed Gail on the mouth again firmly. “You’re going to love fucking your brother so much once you get used to it. I just loved having his cock inside me and can’t wait to have it inside me again. Do you want him to cum inside you, have you decided if you want to take the chance of him getting you pregnant? If you don’t, he’ll have to warn you when he’s getting close so you can get off of him and I can finish him with my mouth and hands.”

“I want his baby Mamma. I want to feel him cumming inside me and feel our baby growing in my belly and feel my breasts filling with milk to share with the baby and all of you.”

Beth and Cathy looked at each other and nodded. Beth spoke up and said “We both want him to cum in us too when it is our turn. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to all be pregnant at the same time? Mamma, can I lick Gail’s pussy, afterward, I really want to taste my brother’s cum from her pussy, and I want to make her cum too.”