It was dark when Linda opened her eyes. She had dozed without realizing it. Sitting up in bed, she looked at the clock. It was slightly after nine. She had slept through dinner.
Lowering her feet to the floor, she went out into the living room. Greg and his sister were there, and Linda saw that Tami had dressed in a pair of tight shorts and a small halter. They were on the floor, chins cupped in hands, watching a summer re-run on television. Linda stood and looked at her children for a moment. Tami's bottom swelled so sweetly inside those tight shorts, the bottom curve of each cheek tantalizingly exposed.
"Have you two had dinner?" she asked, struggling to control the quiver in her voice.
They turned and looked at her. Tami smiled cutely, and Linda noticed the way her son looked at her. Maybe it was only her imagination, but she thought his eyes started at her knees, gazed up her creamy thighs to her breasts, then dropped to gaze meaningfully at her crotch.
"We've already ate," Tami said, rolling onto her back, her hands behind her head.
Greg still watched his mother, and Linda detected interest in his eyes now. It was obvious to her that Tami had told him what she had done earlier. For a moment, Linda felt a flush creeping over her cheeks, and she twisted her hands nervously. Tami opened her thighs, then closed them slowly, and again opened them, smiling at her mother.
Linda saw a few curly hairs sticking from the legs of her shorts, and then Tami lifted her hips slightly. Linda turned and went to the kitchen. She prepared herself a sandwich, and sat at the breakfast nook and ate it slowly.
Tami slipped in quietly and scooted in next to her. "You act differently, Mother," she said. "Are you… ashamed?"
"Oh, God, Tami…" Linda moaned. "I should never have done such a thing! It was horrible! Oh, how you must hate me!"
"Hate you?" Tami asked. "But, Mother, how can I hate you? You made me feel so good! Mmmmm, I can still feel your mouth on me."
Linda looked at her smiling daughter. She saw the glitter in Tami's eyes, the way she smiled, the happiness on her pretty face. She saw nothing but love in those dark eyes. There was no hate, no shame.
"You liked it?" Linda asked.
"Oh, golly! I loved it, Mother!"
Her sandwich was forgotten. She sat in silence for a moment, then asked softly, "You knew I saw you and Greg this afternoon, didn't you?"
"Yes," Tami replied. "We saw you running by, too." Tami giggled. "Your shorts were down, and your ass sure did shine, Mother!"
"Did Greg see me, too?"
"Oh, yes!"
Linda found it very strange not to blush. She didn't feel shy at all, just terribly excited. "Did you understand what I was doing after you two came back to the house, Tami? I mean, I was awfully obvious, wasn't I?"
"I knew what you were doing," Tami said. "But I don't think Greg did."
"He did see, though, didn't he?"
"Sure… how could he miss," Tami giggled again. "I mean, Mother, you just sat there and spread your knees that way. Why, it was all showing!"
"What did… what does he say about it?"
"I think he likes it, seeing you," Tami replied.
Linda was disappointed. She had hoped her son would be more aggressive about this. It was not in her nature to instigate such things. "Did you and he… well, you know. After you left the bathroom, I saw you and your brother go to his room. Did you and he… like in the woods?"
Tami giggled again, placing her hand on her mother's thigh. Her warm hand rested just below the hem, and Linda shivered. "You mean, did Greg fuck me again, Mother?" she asked bluntly.
For just a moment, Linda felt embarrassed, but she fought it off. Yes, she whispered. "That's what I mean."
"He fucked me," Tami giggled. "He fucked me too!"
Hearing the words her daughter said sent a stab of pleasure racing about her pelvis. She began to breathe faster, her breasts lifting and falling. She placed her hand atop her daughter's, there on her thigh. "Did you tell him what I did, with you… in the bathroom?"
Her eyes shining brightly, a big smile on her face, Tami nodded.
"What did he say about that?"
"He doesn't believe me."
Tami ran her hand under her mother's skirt, sliding it along the warm thigh, her fingers between them. She fondled up and down, feeling her mother grow warm. Without hesitation, she slipped her fingers high, and Linda opened her bees. Tami brushed at her mother's cunt hair, then gently rubbed the clit. They gazed at each other, both with a smile of anticipation.
Linda placed her arm around her daughter's shoulders and drew her close, their lips pressing together. It was a long kiss, a heated kin. Tami's small tongue darted out, and Linda sucked gently at it, then harder as her passion flared. Tami, with her tongue in her mother's mouth, slipped her finger up Linda's cunt and began to fuck in and out. Linda twisted her bottom on the seat, whimpering in pleasure. She ran her hand over Tami's lightly concealed breasts, squeezing each in turn. Slipping the halter down, she exposed the flawless, spongy breasts, and twisted the rigid nipples gently.
The shuffle of Greg's feet broke them apart.
He stood just in the doorway, looking at his mother and sister. Tami grinned at her brother. Linda pulled her daughter's finger out of her pussy and placed the hand on her thigh. Her eyes moved down his body, and she saw the delicious lump there.
Greg slipped into the opposite seat, staring at his mother. Linda twisted nervously, then said in a hesitant voice, "Let me out, Tami."
Tami stood up, the halter dangling about her small waist, her breasts invitingly naked. Linda slipped from the seat and moved on shaking legs to the sink. They had stacked their dinner dishes there, and she began to wash them. She felt excited, but could not look at her son right now. He had seen them kissing, saw her fondle Tami's breasts, and he knew she had sucked his sister's cunt. It was out now, there were no secrets, and still she felt unable to look at him. She had seen his cock in his pants, the way it bulged out, and knew her son was half hard as he stood there, looking at them.
She heard Tami and Greg whispering softly, but the words did not come to her clearly. She shifted her feet about, her breath catching in her throat and making her gasp.
"…if you wanna see," she heard Tami say.
She felt a movement behind her, and shivered. Then the warm hand of Tami was caressing her bottom. Linda's heart beat swiftly, and she stopped washing the plate in her hand. She gazed straight ahead, out the window at the sink, her lips parted and nostrils flaring.
Linda felt her skirt being lifted behind, and she shivered again. Tami was raising her skirt, exposing her naked ass to Greg.
"See?" she heard her daughter say. "No panties."
Tami held her mother's skirt high, and Linda knew her naked ass was fully revealed to her son. Knowing he was looking at it sent trembles of delight throughout her, and she shook slightly. She stood very still, breathing deeply, waiting.
She felt Tami's warm little hand caress her naked buttocks, and she shifted from foot to foot.
Greg gazed at his mother's naked bottom, his cock throbbing in full hardness now. The flesh was smooth, without a blemish, round and alluring. The crack between her ass-cheeks tantalized him, and he rubbed at his cock as his sister fondled Linda's ass.
"I told you Mother didn't mind," Linda heard her daughter saying. "I told you, didn't I?"
"Yeah," she heard her son grunt.
Just knowing that her son was staring at her naked made Linda's pussy swell and pulsate. She felt Tami's finger tracing up and down the crack of her ass, then a warm palm cupped a check, squeezing it.
"Wanna feel it, Greg?" Tami asked. "Wanna feel Mother's ass? Come on and touch it. It's nice and round and warm."
Linda waited, holding her breath, hoping that Greg would do it. But he didn't.
"Afraid?" Tami said. "Turn around, Mother. Let Greg see your pussy."
She let her daughter's hands turn her, and she stood facing her son now. She kept her eyes lowered shyly as Tami held her dress high. She could feel her son's eyes burn on her body.
Greg gazed at the thick bush of his mother's pubic hair, and his cock throbbed powerfully. Linda lifted her eyes just enough to see him rubbing at it, and she wished he would pull it out, wanting to see it again. As if understanding she heard her daughter say, "Take your cock out, Greg. There isn't any reason to hide it now, is there? Come on, take your prick out and let us see it."
Linda watched her son pull the zipper of his pants, then his cock was free. Her breathing increased as she gazed at it, seeing the smoothly swollen head, dripping already, the thick shaft.
"Come on and touch her," Tami urged her brother. "Mother won't mind if you feel her up will you, Mother? You don't care if Greg feels your pussy, do you?"
Linda heard herself saying, as if from a distance, "No… I don't mind."
Greg was on his feet, his cock waving proudly as he approached. He stood before his mother and moved his hand to her cunt… Linda trembled as he caressed the soft hair, then slipped his hand between her thighs, cupping her pussy.
Then Tami lifted her mother's hand, and Linda found herself gripping hot son's cock. She was amazed at the thickness of it, the power that throbbed there. Slowly, without her daughter's urgings, she began to jack her son's cock back and forth, squeezing it tightly in her fist. It was like a dream to Linda, some dream that was unreal. But it was real, she was jacking her son's cock, he was feeling her cunt, and her daughter was standing there next to her, her pretty breasts revealed and watching with huge, excited eyes.
She felt Tami's hands on the buttons of her dress, then the dress was sliding down, pooling at her feet. Linda stood in beautiful nakedness before her two children, shy but excited. Her hand continued to jack Greg's cock, the dress dangling from her wrist.
Greg brought his other hand up and began to fondle her breasts, tweaking the nipple, causing Linda to groan with desire. Her daughter caressed the other tit, one hand rubbing about her trembling ass. Greg's cock seemed to grow harder in her fist, and she began to pump on it faster. He was seeping, and the juices burned her palm.
"What…" she whispered softly, "what are you going to do… with me?"
Tami grinned. "Greg wants to fuck you, Mother."
"He… does?"
She felt her son's finger slip up her twat and in and out and she held his prick tightly, whimpering with passion. She knew her children could guide her, control her, make her do anything they wanted. She was helpless in their hands.
"Get down, Mother," Tami urged, pulling at her. "Get down on the floor and let him fuck you!"
Linda dropped to her knees, then sprawled onto her back. She lay limp and loose, staring at her son's cock. She watched dreamily as he let his pants fall and stepped from them. His balls were so lovely, she thought, with that wiry hair. Her daughter was on her knees at her side, spreading her thighs wide.
"Come on, Greg!" Tami urged hotly. "Fuck Mother!"
Greg moved between her wide-spread thighs, his cock jerking up and down. Linda lifted her naked buttock, offering her pussy to her son. She lifted hr arms to him. "Come on, darling," she murmured. "It's all right. I want it… want it badly. You can… fuck me."
Tami, excited, squealed, "Let me stick your cock in her cunt, Greg! Let me!"
She grabbed her brother's prick, and she brushed the big head up and down her mother's burning pussy, pressing it against her exposed clit.
"Ooooo," Linda whimpered. "Hurry! Oh, God… hurry! Put it in me, Greg! Stick your cock up my cunt! Fuck me, darling…! Oh, please, fuck me! Fuck me hard… fast! Please, baby, fuck me!"
She lifted her legs, bending them at the knees. She raised her hips to him, and the head of his cock slipped between the hairy lips of her pussy. She sighed heavily, and felt his prick stuff deeply into her twat. She closed her thighs about his hips, and felt her daughter's hand captured between her pussy and the base of her son's prick.
"…ohhhhh!" Linda mewled, her hips bouncing now. "Fuck it… fuck it! Doug… baby… Greg! Fuck me! Oh, God… fuck the shit out of me, Greg! Ahhhh, I've wanted it for so long! Fuck me… really fuck me!"
Greg stabbed his prick in and out of his mother's pussy, holding himself up with his arms. He looked between them and saw her cunt smashing up and down in matching movements.
"Fuck her good, Greg!" Tami cried. "Fuck Mother good!"
His cock felt gripped by a slippery, hot hand. There was a nipping sensation on his prick, one that he had not felt with his sister. His balls slapped against his mother's upturned ass, and somehow Linda managed to get a hand down there and was puffing and squeezing his balls. Her other hand was running up and down Tami's inside thigh, brushing at the crotch of her tight shorts, cupping and squeezing, then onto Tami's thigh.
"Ohhhh… ohhhhh!" Linda mewled as she thrashed about. "So good… so fucking good! It's never been… this good, before! Ahhhhh, baby, fuck me good! Fuck me with your beautiful hard cock! Ream Mother's cunt… stretch Mother's pussy! Ahhhhhh… deep… so fucking deep! I love it… love it… love it!"
Her naked ass bounced and writhed, thrashed and churned. Her hand tugged at his balls, her other squeezing Tami's crotch, racing up to feel of a small, tight breast, down again to fondle the inner thighs, over Tami's crotch again.
Linda felt her orgasm steaming to the surface. She yelped in delight, slamming her pussy up hard. Greg thought she was going to tear his balls off, but the sensation was fantastic. His mother's pussy was so slippery and hot, as tight as Tami's. She wiggled her as beautifully, he thought, fucking him as much as he was fucking her.
"I'll come!" Linda wailed, toning her head from side to side in ecstasy. "You're going to make me come, darling! Ohhhh, I can feel it… deep inside… ready to burst! Ahhhh, fuck… fuck… fuck me… fuck me hard, deep, fast! So sweet… so Goddamn fucking sweet!"
Tami's eyes were huge and glassy as she watched, her little pussy boiling. She dug her fingers into her mother's breasts, clawing at her brother's bobbing us.
"I'm coming!" Linda squealed, grinding her crotch furiously into her son's driving prick. "Ohhhh, I'm coming! Ahhhhh, so good… so fucking good! Fuck me, Greg… you're making me come! Making me… come!"
Greg gritted his teeth as his prick jerked about inside his mother's clenching pussy. Then with a loud grunt, he spurted cum into her, splashing it at the slippery walls of her twat. Linda churned faster, furiously.
"Ooooo, I feel you, darling!" she yelped. "I feel your cock coming! Your prick is coming in me… right in my cunt! Ahhhhh, fuck… it's… it's wonderful, fantastic, beautiful! You're fucking me and coming in me and you're my son and I love you and… fuck me!"
Linda panted heavily. Her hand fell from his balls, and Greg slipped his prick from her clinging pussy and sat back, breathing harshly. "I did it!"
"You sure did!" Linda exclaimed, her face radiant. "You fucked me, Greg."
Tami sat on her heels, grinning happily. After they had regained normal breathing, Linda got to her feet and stood there, grinning unashamedly at her children. She squeezed her naked breasts, her head back, murmuring in pleasure and happiness. Tami hugged her mother tightly, kissing her on the lips. "Are you happy, Mother?"
"Oh, yes!" Linda giggled like a child. "I'm so happy!"
"Can Greg fuck you again?"
"He can fuck me anytime he wants!" Linda breathed. "Oh, yes… any time he wants it, I'm ready!"
Tami peeled her tight shorts off, kicking them halfway across the kitchen floor. "Not all the time, though. He's gotta fuck me sometime, Mother."
Linda hugged her daughter tightly, her hands clutching the small cheeks of her ass. "You, too, darling," she said. "He can fuck you, too."
Greg was grinning broadly at his mother and sister. He pulled his shirt off, wanting to be naked the way they were. Getting to his feet, he hugged his mother and sister, a hand on each ass.
"I think we it going to be much happier, now," Linda said, laughing. "We are going to have so much fun! I've got some beautiful ideas."
"What kind, Mother?" Tami asked.
"Oh, delicious ideas," Linda replied, trembling as she remembered all those tormenting desires she had. "Things I'm sure you'll enjoy. Ohhhh, we can do… everything!"