"Oh, honey, I'm so glad that you finally fucked Patty. I've always known that you wanted to," Carol said softly, smiling at her handsome brother as he dressed for the evening business meeting he was going to.
"It's great heaving such a liberated sister," Dave said as he turned and planted a grateful kiss on the woman's forehead.
"You've given me ideas, you know," Carol murmured as she lay back in bed, wearing only a sheer negligee, and she idly rubbed her pussy through the flimsy material.
"You mean about you and Bob fucking?" Dave asked with a grin.
"Is it that obvious?" Carol asked, returning her brother's grin.
"Yeah, I'll say it is!" Dave said, staring meaningfully at the wet stain of pussy juice on the front of Carol's negligee. "You ye been thinking about fucking Bob, haven't you? And that's what made your cunt all wet?"
"Caught in the act! Yeah, it's true, honey. I think I've always been a little horny for Bob. But now, knowing that you and Patty have fucked, well, I feel left out and I want to have my own fun… with our son," she said with a cute little pout.
"Well, you know what I think about it, honey. Go for it!" the man said, picking up his briefcase and straightening his tie.
"You don't think he'd be shocked?" Carol asked, admiring her brother in the mirror.
"Are you kidding? I'd say that any normal red-blooded boy is gonna welcome the chance to fuck a mother as gorgeous and sexy as you… it'd probably be the best thing that's ever happened to him?" Dave said, grinning at his sister in the mirror. "And don't forget what I told you… that after Patty and I fucked, she asked me about the possibility of my fucking Betsy and you fucking Bob… and I made it more than clear to her that we'd both welcome the opportunity. So go for it!"
And, with that, the man kissed his sister again and heeded for the door.
"You're right, Dave, thanks. But I wonder when I should make my move?" Carol asked.
"What's wrong with tonight?" Dave asked, his hand on the doorknob of the front door now. "I won't be home until late, and Patty and Betsy are in Patty's bedroom with their latest fan magazine. You know them. They won't be out for hours."
Carol heard the front door open and close behind her brother, and she smiled to herself. He's right, she thought excitedly. What's wrong with tonight?
A short time later, Carol knocked on her son's closed bedroom door.
"It's me, honey. May I come in?" she asked softly.
"Sure, Mom come on in," the boy responded, feeling his balls stirring.
Carol entered her son's room and closed the door firmly behind her.
Bob was sitting on the edge of his bed, watching an adventure show on his television set. Carol smiled at the young boy, walked over to the set and turned it off, and then sat down next to him on his bed.
Bob studied his mother's body through her sexy negligee, thinking what a great figure she had. Her legs were long and slender and her waist was narrow. There was not one ounce of fat on the attractive big-titted woman.
"I have a surprise for you, Son," Carol said, smiling sultrily at her boy.
"What is it, Mom?" Bob asked, excited from the touch of his mother's thigh against his own.
"Me!" Carol cried, turning and embracing her son. "Do you want me, Son?" she asked, pressing her big tits against his muscular chest.
"My God, Mom, of course I want you!" the teenager exclaimed, feeling his cock sprouting upward, making the crotch of his pants tent out obscenely.
"Good boy," Carol murmured as she moved her rosy lips close to his face. "Kiss me, Son."
The young boy groaned with unbridled incestuous desire for his beautiful mother as he kissed her.
"Ummnnn," Carol moaned, snaking her tongue out in search of her son's.
The mother and son twined their tongues about each other, tongue-kissing each other for long moments while Bob reached out and fondled the woman's huge tits.
"Oh, Mom, you've got such big tits! I love touching them just like I've always dreamed of doing!" the young boy said thickly as she pulled his mouth away from hers and pressed his face against her tit mounds.
He slipped his tongue into her deep cleavage and tongued her taut, pulsing flesh, turning on more and more.
"Ohbhhhh, Gawwwwwddddd!" Carol cried out from the depths of her throat. "That feels great, Bob!"
She tore her negligee open and fully exposed her big tits to her son's mouth. Bob growled and attacked his mother's tits, polishing them with his wet, licking tongue, first one then the other.
By now, his prick was rock-hard and droplets of glistening pre-cum oozed from his piss-slit.
"Oh, Son, I've waited so long for this!" Carol moaned as she thrust her chest out, urging more of her cunt flesh against her son's face.
"Me too, Mom!" the boy cried, his words muffled by the firm tit flesh pushed up against his mouth and wriggling tongue.
Carol glanced down and saw her son's hard-on tenting up against the crotch of his jeans. Her little pussy drooled with her hot juices as the boy sucked on her tits. As he sucked them, her nips continued to fill with blood, growing bigger and redder with each incestuous suck.
The woman's distended nipples filled Bob's mouth as he sucked harder, lashing at the nips with his tongue. As he pulled his mouth away from her tits, he brought his hands up to the tortured nips and twisted them wound one way, then the other.
"Awwww, shiiiit!" Carol groaned in pain and pleasure, loving the brutal way her son was treating her.
As she turned more toward him, she felt his steely cock rod digging into her groin and she knew she couldn't wait any longer. She gently pushed him away from her and stood up. Then, while the fully aroused teenager watched, his mother slipped her negligee all the way off her supple body until she was standing nakedly before him.
"Now, you, Son. Strip! I have to see your naked body!" she said throatily.
With a grin at his mother, the boy stood and quickly shucked all his clothes off. He stood proudly before his mother, knowing that he had a good body and, knowing from the excited gleam in her eyes, that she thought so, too.
"Oh, Son, your cock's so big and hard!" Carol groaned, moving closer to him as she swallowed hard several times, vainly struggling to control her swiftly rising incestuous lust for her handsome son.
The veins in the boy's prick bulged and throbbed visibly, and the broad head of the cock was shiny with his pre-cum. Carol was pleased that, for such a young boy, her son had a cock that long and thick, and she trembled all over as she thought about what it would feel like inside her horny cunt.
Bob was all but drooling as he stared at his mother's naked body. She spread her thighs wide and lazily stroked her moistening pussy.
"You're beautiful, Mom!" he rasped.
"Glad you approve," Carol said, smiling at her son.
"You're hung like a horse!" Carol groaned as the boy fisted his cock and held it tightly, as though for her inspection.
His prickhead was a dark shade of red, the slit in it was open and oozing out pre-cum, and the cock shaft was thick and pulsing.
Carol licked her lips and ran her fingers along her wet pussy slit.
"What are you waiting for, Son? Why don't you stick that big hard cock up my pussy and fuck me until I faint?" Carol asked with a leering grin.
Bob groaned, hardly able to believe his own ears. Here she was, his own gorgeous mother, the woman he had wanted to fuck for so long, actually begging him to stick his prick inside her pussy.
He watched her as she worked her left hand into her pussy and strummed her clit with the thumb of her other hand. She lowered her head and strained to reach her aching nipples with her long, pink tongue.
"How do you want it, Mom?" the boy asked, unable to wait any longer.
With an eager grin, Carol pushed her son back until he was sitting on the edge of his bed. Then, she straddled his muscular thighs and arched her back, her tits looking even bigger as their stiff nips poked into the boy's hard chest.
"Fast and hard, baby," the woman responded. "And make me come really hard!"
And, with that, she began to shimmy and shake lewdly on her son's lap. The boy grunted and thrust forward at exactly the same moment when Carol shoved her hips toward him, and his cock and her pussy made juicy, hot contact.
Carol straightened her legs from the knees up and poised her pink pussy gash at the top of the boy's huge cock. Then, with one skillful movement, she fucked dawn onto his stiff prick.
"Ohhhh, yessss," she groaned as the huge head of her son's prick stroked her cunt meat at its most sensitive points and spread her fuckhole wide as it rammed her.
"Unnnhhhh! Oh, Mom, your cunt's so tight! I can't believe it!" Bob groaned, feeling the woman's tight pussy walls clasping his prick.
"Thank you, Son," Carol said demurely. She had often been told that she had the pussy of a virgin and the skills of a whore, and she was pleased by her own son's compliment.
She reached down now and grabbed Bob's beefy balls with one hand while her other hand began to rub her pulsing nipples.
"Aaarghhh, Mom, Mom, Mom!" the teenager cried over and over as he fucked his hard cock up arid down inside the squeezing tunnel of his mother's juicy pussy.
After stroking Bob's balls with one hand for a few minutes, Carol moved that hand to his prick and gripped its base, feeling the lewd combination of his pre-cum with her cunt juice as she slid up and down his fuck pole.
She moved her other hand away from her tits as her son reached out and began to massage the twin tit mounds with his own hands. He grasped the woman's huge tits, twisting and pinching her nips until she cried out with pain and pleasure.
Over and over again, she climbed up the rutting rod of the boy's prick, holding her pussy just at his cockhead. With her talented muscles, she tightened the ring of her cunt hole, giving his cockhead an obscene massage which was so exciting he could hardly stand it.
The feel of her own son's prick penetrating her cock-hungry cunt made the woman tremble all over. She had been lusting after this boy for so long, but she had not dared to admit her incestuous feelings to herself… not until her husband had told her about fucking their daughter, and she had been set free… free to fuck their son.
She clutched Bob's big prick with her strong cunt muscles, even more excited than she usually would have been, for Carol knew something that the teenager did not: she knew that he was her real son.
Massaging his cockhead with her pussy muscles, she looked down the deep valley between her huge tits and saw the red, pulsating prick sliding into the slit between her puffy cunt lips.
She reached down and pulled her pussy lips out to the side so she could see more. The boy's prick was swollen with lust now and was every bit as big as a baseball bat. Her cunt gripped him tightly, and they both moaned with pleasure as they fucked.
"Jeeesus, Mom, your little cunt's all hot and wet… feels like melted butter inside there!" Bob grunted.
"Mmmm, that's just what it feels like to me too, darling," she cooed.
She rose up a quarter of an inch higher, stared down at her son's cum-drooling prick and slid back down over his pole.
"Unnhhh! Oh, Son, I'm so glad we're finally fucking each other," the woman purred, filled with an excruciating pleasure.
With each pile driving fuck-thrust into her cunt, Carol felt it taking, her closer and closer to a mind-blowing orgasm.
"Ohhhh, fuck me hard, Son! I can't get enough of your huge hard prick!" she cried want only.
Bob grinned at his mother, thrilled that he was able to give her so much forbidden pleasure with his prick. He saw her bare her teeth and then she was lowering her head, biting hard into his shoulder.
"Yowwww! You bitch!" he cried, but he returned her grin and they both knew that he had loved her savage love-bite.
She tossed her head wildly from side to side as she fucked her pussy up and down on the boy's hard prick. Up and down, she moved, up and down, her hips slamming down to meet each of his upward fuck-thrusts.
Over and over again, she rode his prick down to its base, and then slid her taut ass up and clutched at the throbbing cock shaft with her hand.
"Commmiiinnngg, Mom!" Bob cried as he realized that he could hold back no longer and a flood of spunk shot up his prick tube and spurted out into the woman's ripe fuckhole.
"Yes, Son, come, come hard! I can feel your cum shooting up my pussy! Oh, God, Bob, it feels sooooo good! Come! Come! Shoot every drop of your jism up your mother's hot cunt! I need it soooo bad, Son!" she cried whorishly.
She quickened her fucking pace until she was sliding up and down his orgasming cock so fast that her hips became a blur.
"Take it all, Mom! You wanted it all, so take it all!" the boy cried loudly, throwing his head back and clenching his teeth hard as he shot more and more hot jizz up his mother's fuckhole which relentlessly clutched at his trembling, lurching prickmeat.
"Commmiiinnngggg!" Carol cried only seconds later as waves of wet orgasm washed through her loins, releasing even more cunt juice which drenched the boy's prick and ran down her quaking thighs.
Her orgasming cunt sucked up every bit of her son's jism. Then, as her own climax began to ebb, she slid off his prick and knelt between his outstretched knees. As her son stared at her in disbelief, she stuck her tongue out and lapped up all the clinging spunk from his rock-hard prick, licking her lips with satisfaction and making a little mewling sound.
"Deeee-fucking-licious!" she said with a hoarse laugh that shot straight to the boy's balls. "Really delicious, Son! You've got some of the best-tasting spunk I've ever tasted!"
"Glad… glad you like it, Mom," he panted breathlessly.
"Wanna have a little more fun, sweetie?" she asked eagerly, her tits still heaving on her naked chest.
"Hell, yes!" he cried.
She opened her mouth wide and moved closer to the boy's crotch. Seeing what she wanted, Bob grinned and crammed his wet, hard prick between her lips, shoving it right past her teeth.
Carol moaned excitedly as she felt her son's cockhead grazing over her teeth. Then, she felt it thrusting up against her hard palate. Her little pussy drooled and quivered as she prepared to give her son the best blow-job that she knew how to give.
"You've got a hot, sweet mouth, Mom, as exciting as your pussy is!" Bob grunted.
Her son's prick felt hot and hard inside her mouth and it vibrated obscenely as she wrapped her lips snugly about it. Bob slipped his prick in a bit farther and then pulled it out, fucking his mother's face with sure, hard strokes.
"God, you suck cock great, Mom!" he groaned as his cock stiffened and swelled even more inside her mouth.
She felt his cockhead digging into the roof of her mouth and he angled his ass down so that he could fuck her mouth back toward her throat.
"Unnhh," he groaned as the tight muscles of her throat closed around his cock.
"Ummmrn," Carol moaned, thrilling to the lewd sensation of her own son's prick fucking down her throat.
While she continued to deep-throat her boy's prick, Carol moved one hand down between her legs and began to play with her aching cunt. She thrust two fingers into her fuckhole, clenching them with her pussy muscles while she rubbed her rigid little clit with her thumb.
"Way to go, bitch! Suck me off! Suck your son's cock!" Bob growled, reaching down and grabbing hold of the woman's bobbing tits. He caressed both of the tit mounds, feeling the firm tit flesh pulsing against the palms of his hands.
Over and over again, he crammed his meaty fucker into her clinging mouth and rammed it back into her throat… hard. She ate his cockmeat hungrily, tightening her throat muscles as hard as possible to hold the prick in place while she deep-throated it.
"Suck my cock, you horny bitch!" Bob said, knowing that the dirty talk turned her on. "Suck your son's prick!"
"Yeah! Suck your boy's big juicy prick, Mom!" he grunted, fucking his long, thick prick in and out of her face.
She groaned around the thickness of the boy's cock, thrilling to the lewd words he was spitting out at her.
"Eat my big wad, you big-titted horny broad!" Bob cried, his balls churning with fresh cum.
Over and over again, the teenager fucked his massive cock in and out of his mother's tight, wet mouth, bruising the roof of her mouth, and making her throat raw.
She could hardly breathe now, her mouth and throat were so completely stuffed with his hard prickmeat, but she had no complaints. No, no complaints at all. This was a dream come true for Carol, and as she continued to suck her son's prick, she knew that she was only now beginning to fully realize just how long and how much she had been lusting after her son. Her very own flesh-and-blood son, even though he did not yet know that.
"Take it Mom! Take my cock and suck it, you lousy little whore!" Bob growled, stuffing his thick prick down her throat and forcing her to continue to suck him.
Suddenly, Carol felt her son's prick lurching crazily against the walls of her mouth and throat, and she knew that he was about to come. She took her hands from her juicy cunt and moved them up to the boy's balls, squeezing them gently, as if to coax the thick jizz from his balls.
"Jeeesus, Mom, what the fuck are you doing to me?" Bob cried, lifting his ass up from his bed and fucking the entire length of his cock down the woman's clenching throat.
He gasped as spurts of thick hot cum shot from his prick and splashed lewdly into his mother's mouth.
She moaned excitedly as she felt her son's jism spilling down her throat. She deliberately pulled her mouth back a bit so she could taste his delicious jism.
The thick spunk washed over her gums, teeth, and tongue as it continued to explode into her mouth before running down her parched throat and on into her belly, making her feel warm and full and very, very satisfied.
Suddenly, her own orgasm began and she saw bright flashes of color behind her closed eyelids. Her pussy spasmed in orgasm, and a fresh flood of juice poured out from her horny fuckhole and ran down her thighs.
"Oh, God, Mom, you sucked me off SOOOO fuckin' good!" the boy groaned as he slipped his softening prick out of her mouth.
She reluctantly loosened her mouth-grip on her son's cock and sighed with pleasure as she rose and sat next to him on the bed, taking one of his hands in hers.
"Oh, thank you, Son. I've been waiting for this to happen for a bug time and you didn't disappoint me! First, you gave me one of the greatest fucks of my life. And then you let me suck you off. Thank you, Son!" she said with tears in her eyes as she raised the boy's hand to her face and stroked her cheek with it.
"It hurts a little bit when you call me Son, Mom," the boy said in a choked voice.
"Why, Son! Why is that?" Carol asked with concern.
"It's just that… that… oh, never mind, Mom," he said, not wanting to hurt his dear mother with the truth about his feelings.
"No, no, now I'm not going to let you get away with that 'never mind' stuff this time, Son. Please, honey," Carol said with a warm smile as she brushed the boy's hair back from his damp forehead. "Tell me what it is that's bothering you. Actually, honey. I've been noticing far some time now that you're troubled about something. Now I want to know what it is. Please, Bob."
"Okay, Mom, I didn't want to tell you this because you and Dad have been so good to Betsy and me and…"
"Of course we're good to you! We love you both! You're our children!" Carol said, reaching out with both arms and hugging her son close to her.
"But that's just it, Mom. Betsy and I have talked about this and we both feel the same way… we know you love us, but it's not like we're your real children, you know?" Bob said, hoping that he could make his mother understand the way he felt.
"Because you're adopted, you mean?" Carol asked, her voice choked.
"Yeah, exactly! Being adopted makes us feel… well, as if we don't really belong in this family," Bob said.
"Oh, Bob! I'm so sorry! But your father and I have done everything we know how to do to make both you and Betsy feel as if you are each a very important part of this family… because you are!" Carol said fervently.
"Oh, I know, Mom. That's why I didn't want to tell you about this… because we know you love us and that you've done everything you can to make us feel part of the family… and it's not as though you're doing anything wrong, or as if there's something you haven't done that you should be doing… it's nothing like that, don't you see? The way Betsy and I feel, well, it sounds weird but it's got nothing to do with you and Dad! It only has to do with how we feel inside… knowing that we're adopted, and that there's nothing that can ever change that." He sat there with his head down, feeling exhausted and dejected.
"I see," Carol said softly, studying her son's sad face while she searched her heart for the right answer to her son and daughter's problem.
She sighed, knowing that her brother would agree with what she was about to do. Just recently, he had assured her that their twins would soon be ready to hear the truth.
Carol knew her brother was right, and she knew that the time was right for her son to bear the truth. She would let Dave handle telling Betsy. It would be the perfect way for the man to get into his long-awaited fuck session with the young girl.
But for now there was Bob to deal with. Bob who was so burdened with the mistaken belief that he was adopted, and therefore not a real part of his family, that it was affecting his entire life. Carol could not allow that to happen. She was his mother, his real mother, and it was her responsibility to tell him those words that would turn his life right around… for the better.
"Son… I have something to tell you," Carol said, putting both of her hands on the sides of her son's face and turning him to face her.
"What is it, Mom?" the boy asked dejectedly, thinking that nothing his mother could say could possibly change the way he or Betsy felt about being adopted.
"Now, I want you to listen to me, Bob… really listen to me, I mean, for I'm only going to say this once… and then we'll fuck again!" she said, grinning.
But even the prospect of fucking his mother again could not raise the boy's spirits. He sat there, looking into her eyes, waiting for her to speak, knowing that he had never felt so down in his life.
Carol began to talk, explaining to the boy all about the fact that, he was her and Dave's real son, that his parents were brother and sister, and all about the reasons why they had never told him or his twin sister the truth before. And, as she talked, and the truth began to sink into the boy's depressed brain, his mood began to change.
His shoulders lifted higher so that he was no longer slumping and his eyes began to shine as he smiled, realizing that his mother was telling him the truth.
"You really mean it, don't you?" he asked hoarsely as she put one hand on his cock.
"Yes, Son, I mean it. You're our real son. And Betsy's our real daughter," she said softly, knowing that it would take a few minutes for the boy to completely absorb the shocking news.
"Just like Patty? Betsy and I are your real kids just like Patty?" Bob asked, his cock beginning to harden beneath his mother's lewd squeezing touch.
"That's right, darling, just like Patty. Our very own flesh and blood," Carol said, smiling tenderly at her dear son.
"Wow! This is really something!" the boy cried, grinning excitedly as he reached out and began to stroke his mother's tits.
And as the couple began to fuck again, they both silently agreed that this fuck session was even more exciting, for now that Bob realized he was fucking his very own mother, he felt a special, savage incestuous thrill… and he transmitted that thrill to Carol's hungry pussy with his brutally fucking prick.
Bob thought about Betsy as he fucked their mother, knowing that his twin sister would be thrilled beyond belief when she learned the truth.