When Joan got back that afternoon, things were back to normal. Peg was preparing dinner and Ben was watching TV.
Joan sauntered in with her sexy wiggle. Both Ben and his mother felt a nervous strain as they wondered whether to tell Joan what they'd been up to.
"Where have you been?" Peg asked her sister.
"I went to the art gallery," she said. "You really have a nice gallery in this town."
"That sounds nice," Peg said.
Ben had come into the kitchen where the sisters were talking. He just couldn't stay away from them. Even after knowing all the secrets of their bodies first-hand.
"What have you two been up to?" Joan asked.
Ben and Peg looked at each other quickly, saying nothing. Then they looked at Joan, then at each other again. The silence seemed to fill the room like a fog.
"Nothing," Peg finally said, awkwardly.
But Ben and Peg both knew how hollow and false that sounded. They might as well have told Joan that they'd been fucking. And the way Joan nodded her head made it doubly clear that she knew.
Both Ben and Peg hated to keep the secret from Joan, who had triggered all the wonderful things that had happened.
"Oh, Joan," Peg said. "I don't want to have any secrets from you. Ben and I fucked our brains out today. It was wonderful!"
"Yeah, it was great," Ben said.
"And we have you to thank," Peg said to her sister. "You seem to have loosened things up around here."
"Well, thanks," Joan said. "I'm glad things have worked out so well."
Nothing else was said, but the three of them knew that there was more fun in store for them. And they all knew that the next step would be for the three of them to get into bed together.
It wasn't until after dinner when they were all sitting in the living room, that things began happening.
Since his aunt had come in that afternoon and his mother confessed their incest, Ben had been imagining how wonderful it would be to fuck both of these chicks at the same time. Now he found he couldn't suggest it himself.
Ben looked at his mother. She seemed nervous. Only Joan was relaxed. She was reading a magazine, seemingly unconcerned about the lust in the air.
Finally, Joan put down her magazine. Ben and Peg stared at her, hoping that she would do or say something to break the silence.
"Well, I'd like to go to bed with one or both of you," Joan said. "If either or both of you are willing, that is."
"Yeah!" Ben said eagerly.
"Sure!" Peg said simultaneously – and just as eagerly.
Joan smiled.
"Good," she said. "This is going to be fun."
Ben and Peg almost leaped out of their seats. They stood like anxious children at the offer of an ice cream cone.
Joan couldn't help laughing at them. Ben and Peg knew that they were acting like children. They couldn't help it, though. And they didn't care how they were acting, as long as they could get Joan into bed with them.
"Well, who's room should we use?" Joan asked.
"I've got the biggest bed," Peg said.
So they marched to Peg's room. Joan led the way, then came Peg, and Ben brought up the rear, staring at the two asses wiggling in front of him. He couldn't help rubbing his hands together in anticipation.
Once in Peg's room, Joan began stripping nonchalantly.
"I suppose your mother told you that she and I had a fling," Joan said to her nephew.
"Yeah," Ben said. "It sounded exciting as hell."
"It was," Joan said, smiling at her sister. "But this is going to be even better."
Ben looked from one chick to the other, watching their bodies emerging and comparing their tits. Joan's firm knockers and his mother's enormous jugs began shimmering and swaying as they pulled off their slacks.
The thought of having all that tit-flesh to play with made Ben hurry out of his clothes. When his prick was bared, he saw how both women stared at him. Ben felt proud of himself.
"Gee, who would have thought the three of us could wind up in bed together?" Joan asked.
"I sure didn't," Ben said. "I still can't believe all this is happening."
By that time, both chicks had gone to where Ben stood. They closed in around him, pressing soft, warm tits to his chest and arms. Then there were fingers crawling up and down his shaft and his balls were passed from hand to hand.
Peg kissed her son. Then Joan kissed him. Ben's head was spinning with excitement.
As they kissed and grabbed at each other, they moved slowly to the bed. They collapsed on it without pausing in their lustful play.
"This is great," Ben said as his hands filled with tits.
"Yeah," his mother agreed. "I should have tried this long ago."
"You've never been in bed with more than one other person?" Joan asked, surprised.
"No, I'm sorry to say I never have," Peg admitted. "And certainly not with my sister and son."
Ben was lying on his back with a woman on either side. The chicks had their tits thrust at him as they covered his face and neck with kisses.
Ben was having trouble reaching all the goodies around him in that position, but having the women caressing every part of him was fabulous. They had his legs pulled apart by hooking one of their legs around his. Their hands were moving over his thighs, belly, and – best of all – his prick.
Still, though, Ben longed to grab their cunts. He rolled onto his side, facing his mother. He hated to turn his back on his aunt, but he thought his mother deserved his attention first.
Ben wrapped his hand around his mother's pussy. Hot juice seeped out onto his hand. He kissed his mother deeply.
Meanwhile, his aunt clung to his back. Her tits pressed over the hard surface of his back and she reached around him to hold his balls.
After fingering his mother's cunt and kissing her for a while, Ben turned around. He kissed and fingered his aunt. His mother pressed her tits to his back and held his balls as Joan had done.
"Watching you two is as fun as anything else," Peg said, looking over her son's shoulder.
"That's part of the fun," Joan said. "But there's so much more, too."
Peg started moving down the bed, kissing her son's body as she moved down it. Ben kept finger-fucking his aunt, but he let the lower part of his body twist so his prick stuck straight up in the air. His mother brought her face to his cock-stand. She slipped the fat tip of Ben's prick into her mouth.
"Ah!" Ben gasped as he felt the heat of her mouth surround his cock.
"Let me suck your cunt," Ben said to his aunt.
"That's the spirit," Joan said happily as she swung around, bringing her cunt up to the boy's face.
Now Joan's head was near her sister's cunt. And as Ben moved his face to Joan's cunt, nibbling at her crotch, he saw Joan doing the same thing to his mother.
Sucking a cunt was exciting. But knowing that his aunt would be sucking his mother's cunt at the same time made it much more so.
Ben nuzzled his face into his aunt's pussy just as he had nuzzled into his mother's cunt that afternoon. He began to notice the differences between the two pussies, but the flavor was the same. His aunt began pumping her hips just like his mother had.
"Mmmmmmmm," Joan hummed into Peg's cunt with the pleasure Ben was giving her.
Ben could feel the vibrations of his mother's soft moans as she sucked him. His tongue was still a beginner at pussy-lapping, but he was already getting good at it. He was reaching up his aunt's tunnel and fluttering his tongue as he had done to his mother, but he was tongue-fucking her with more finesse and skill.
As Ben tickled his aunt's twat with his tongue, he enjoyed the way his mother sucked him. She was doing wild things with her tongue to the head of his cock as she held it in her mouth. As she sucked him, she held his balls and played with the crack of his ass.
Ben wanted to watch Joan sucking his mother's cunt, but with his face wedged in her crotch all he could see was the bottom of her ass. But it was nice to look at.
Then Ben got an inspiration. He reached around his aunt's hip and grabbed one asscheek. Pulling the firm cheek aside he got a view of her puckered asshole.
With Joan's asshole a few inches in front of Ben's eyes, and his tongue in her cunt, and his mother's mouth on his prick, the boy was in heaven. But he was ready for more, so he moved the middle finger of the hand at his aunt's ass to that puckered aperture. He felt his aunt's body tense as he pressed his finger on that tight opening. But the hole was too tight and dry to penetrate.
Ben was going to settle for tickling that hole when his aunt reached down and took his finger in her hand. Then she moved his finger to her cunt. Ben had to pull his tongue out of the way as Joan dipped his finger into her soaking gash.
Ben caught on quickly. Now his finger was wet and slippery. It would slide up his aunt's ass without much trouble.
He put it back on the center of her puckered asshole and pushed. Sure enough, his finger began to disappear into that narrow chamber.
Ben kept his tongue moving about in Joan's cunt as his finger was lodged in her ass. He could feel the muscles of her asshole squeezing his finger. Ben began to shake with the wild perversion that surrounded him.
He didn't think his mother could see what he was doing to Joan's asshole, so Ben figured that it was just a coincidence when he felt his mother probing at his asshole with a finger.
She was tickling the hole, and it felt marvelous. Ben felt his prick slip out of his mother's mouth, but in a second it was back. And now she was touching his asshole again. Then Ben felt his mother's finger moving into his ass. He realized that she had taken her mouth from his cock to wet her finger. With a wet finger, she was able to slip her finger up his ass easily.
The finger up his ass seemed to put the frosting on the cake of the blowjob he was getting. And in turn, Ben began lapping his aunt's cunt with more zeal.
"Let me have some of that cock," Joan said.
Ben peeked from Joan's crotch to see her take her face from Peg's cunt. She was crawling toward his prick, where his mother was still feasting. Then both chicks had their faces at his prick. His cock was out of his mother's mouth. Both women were licking it, passing it back and forth between them. Ben let his aunt's cunt remain unlicked while he watched the action at his prick. The sight of both these older women sharing his cock was fabulous.
Ben pulled his finger from Joan's ass, and his mother pulled her finger from his. Joan moved down beside her sister among Ben's spread legs. They were beginning to lick each other's tongues as much as they were licking his prick. Ben loved watching their lesbian antics.
Before long, the sisters were kissing each other, thrusting their tongues deep into each other's mouths. Ben's prick was forgotten.
But Ben didn't mind.
While the perverted sisters kissed and grabbed each other's tits, Ben moved down the bed toward them. Watching the lesbians was fun, but it was even better when he began feeling their tits and asses. Their cunts were pressed together, so Ben couldn't grab those hairy prizes.
But then Ben tried approaching their pussies from between their legs. He pulled their legs apart. When the women felt him opening the path to their cunts, they made it easy for him.
Then Joan pushed Peg down on her back and lay on top of her. That way, with their legs spread, their cunts were stacked up one on top of the other. And that was the sight that Ben saw as he peered between their thighs.
The girls were still hugging, kissing and grabbing each other's tits. Ben was crawling into the vee of their spread legs. He reached for the doubled cunts. His fingers moved through one crack directly to the other. Then he sent fingers up both at the same time. He even thrust his face into those piled-up crotches, licking both cunts with one stroke.
Ben couldn't help wondering if he could fuck these cunts in this position. There was only one way to find out.
He got to his knees and moved his twitching cock to their crotches. The girls spread their legs farther apart when they realized what the boy was trying to do.
Ben leaned on his aunt's ass and jabbed his cock at his mother's cunt – the lower one. He found that he could get the head of his cock stuffed into her wet envelope. But he couldn't get close enough to pierce it properly.
Realizing why her son couldn't get the prodigious length of his rod into her, Peg began moving her body down toward the struggling boy.
Slowly, Ben's prick began moving deeper into his mother's cunt. Then he was all the way in. With his stomach lying on Joan's firm ass, this was a special fuck.
"Uhhhhhh." He heard his mother moan even though she was gagged by Joan's tongue.
But Ben didn't want to pump his prick yet. He pulled it out and brought it higher and stuck it into his aunt's cunt. Now Joan moaned.
Ben learned from this double fucking that his mother's cunt was tighter. But they were both wonderful places to have his prick buried.
Pulling his cock from that second sheath, Ben put it back into his mother's cunt.
Back and forth his prick moved, from one pussy to the other. Giving each cunt one stab at a time, Ben was getting the fucking of his life, especially once he got into the rhythm of moving his prick quickly from one cunt to the other.
Now both chicks were moaning and squirming. But they remained in each other's arms. Ben thought it must be nice for them to get fucked while in a lesbian embrace.
"Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh," the girls moaned in harmony.
Ben kept his prick commuting from cunt to cunt. It seemed the girls were getting as wild with lust as he was, even though they were each only getting half the action he was. Maybe because Ben's prick was passing through empty space between plunges, he was taking longer to come. In any case, it seemed that they were all nearing an orgasm at the same speed.
Then it seemed that his mother was gong to come first. Her body began to jerk mightily. But the weight of Joan's body on top of her kept it in one place while her son's prick kept stabbing her cunt.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Peg cried in a voice muffled by her sister's kiss.
Ben felt his mother's fingers appear between their pussies. She was rubbing her cunt as she came. Apparently, every other stoke of Ben's prick wasn't enough in her ecstasy.
Ben kept moving his cock from pussy to pussy. His orgasm wasn't far away now.
Soon, Ben was spewing gism. Although it would have been nice to keep his prick in just one cunt now, he kept it switching. Gism landed on the thighs and asses of the stacked-up crotches. But Ben thought it was only fair that he keep both chicks full of lunging cock.
When Ben stopped spewing gism and his prick was softening. Joan still hadn't come.
But a chick like Joan could take care of herself.
She rolled off Peg and grabbed her pussy. With her legs spread and her nephew staring into her crotch, she began rubbing herself off.
"Oh, Ben!" she gasped as she tickled her own clit. "That was terrific! I didn't quite come, though."
Peg watched her sister as she took care of her ecstasy. It was quite a sight to see a chick like Joan jerking off. As she moved her finger wildly on her cunt, she wiped up the gobs of gism that Ben had left on her thighs and ass. She licked those wet pearls off her fingers with a curly tongue.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" she cried when her orgasm hit.
Joan let her head roll back, and she moaned in ecstasy. Her tits shook and her body trembled and her finger became a blur of movement on her cunt.
"Oh, that was good," she said when her body became still.
Ben made himself comfortable between the women. They pulled the covers over them. And, with their hands on Ben's limp prick, they rested from their exertions.