extrem incest

He entered her room quietly, closing the door silently behind him. Although Karen’s face was turned away, she still heard the sound. She assumed that it was Jase coming back, still feeling guilty. Peter was then standing by the side of his younger sister’s bed, looking down at her naked body. He had always been impressed with her ass, but seeing it now in the flesh brought his pecker to full eminence.

Karen had a beautiful body. But she’s your sister! he told himself. But, he thought, fighting his conscience, his father had fucked her. And Jason had probably fucked her. Would she let him?

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“Karen?” he whispered and he almost jumped out of his shorts by her panicked reaction.

She had turned on her side and frantically pulled the covers about her body. He got a full view of her naked tits and cunt before she hurriedly covered herself.

“Peter, what… what are you doing here?’ she whispered.

“I saw Jase come out of your room and I thought something might be a-matter… You all right?”

Karen looked at her older brother standing there. She was sure that he had guessed what had happened. After all, hadn’t Jason told her that Peter didn’t believe the story that nothing had happened between she and her father? And now he catches Jason leaving her bedroom at 2 AM and finds her lying naked on the bed.

“I’m… Yeah, I’m okay,” she said quietly, not volunteering anything about Jason’s reason for being in her room.

Peter stood there, shifting nervously from one foot to the next.

He looked down at his sister lying there. She looked so hot to him, especially now that he knew that she was experienced in sex. He wanted her. He probably had wanted her for a while, and had been afraid to admit it to himself. If ever he were going to get a chance, this would be it.

Karen watched him warily, wondering what his real thoughts were, why was he still awake, and what was he doing here? She allowed her eyes to move from his face and to look fully at her older brother. Peter followed her eyes as they moved calmly down his body, down to his boxer shorts and, when they arrived at his crotch, he felt his whole body heat up. To his surprise, his cock rapidly expanded to a full hard-on.

The 14-year-old girl watched in amazement as her brother’s shorts became full. Oh God, she thought, what is going on? - - Not Peter too!

She felt trapped. She tried to think rationally. She loved her father and baby brother and although she knew that all of the sex that happened with them was wrong, Karen was still able to think of herself as a clean person.

But, she told herself, if she did anything with her brother Peter it would be different. She was never really close with him. In fact, it seemed that all of her life her older brother ‘made fun’ of her and often humiliated her. She knew that if she allowed him to have his way with her now that he would forever hold it over her. On the other hand, if she did not go along (and she was convinced that she was going to have to make a decision) she felt that he would somehow expose Jason and her.

He moved and sat on the bed alongside of her.

“You sure you’re all right?” he tried again.

She nodded nervously. She gave a fleeting thought to screaming out and saying that he barged in to rape her. That would get even with him for all of the humiliation that he had made her suffer over the years, but she realized that she would not be able to pull that off. But it would certainly be fun to see him squirm.

Peter reached over and with a trembling hand he brushed hairs from the side of his sister’s face and then tentatively moved down slowly to the top of her chest, ready to pull back in a millisecond if Karen rebelled. She remained motionless, a scared look upon her face, as she clutched the blanket up to her neck.

Their eyes reached each other’s face.

“How come Jase was here?” he asked and his hand turned over gently, so that his palm was now brushing lightly at the upper portion of her breast which was heaving heavily under his touch. In addition to her heavy breathing, Karen’s heart was pounding from fright.

“St-stop Petey… Take your hand off me…” Her voice was barely audible.

“It’s okay, Kar. I… I’m not gonna tell mom…”

There was the threat! Karen knew her brother well. The creep!

His hand moved down just a bit further over the mound of chest, and then it was covering her breast. His fingers closed lightly upon her tit.

“No!!!” she hissed as she moved one of her hands from inside of the blanket to the outside and clamped it on the back of her brother’s hand, which had begun to knead her young tangerine sized lump, “Stop Petey… Don’t…”

They had reached a stalemate. His hand remained on her breast, unable to move under her tight grasp, “C’mon Sis…” he coaxed softly, “You let dad and Jason, didn’t ya? C’mon. I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”

Karen was frightened She knew that she was going to have to give in to him but she also knew that Peter would use it against her to humiliate her.

“He… Don’t. I didn’t do… don’t Petey… Stop… I know you… You will tell.”

He felt a chance to break through her resistance here, “I won’t!” he spoke anxiously, “I won’t… I promise Kar… I won’t tell anyone… It will be just you and I who’ll know, I swear. I promise. C’mon Sis, please… I’ve always wanted to do it with you…”

Peter’s cock was raging. His chest was heaving and his temples were pounding. He would rape her if he had to. She wouldn’t be able to squeal on him anyway, not with what he knew. He had to have her.

She watched her brother’s eyes and saw the desperation on his face and then an idea struck Karen. Slowly, she released the grip on his hand. Peter felt her hand leaving his but he didn’t know what to think. Was she going to allow his hand freedom? Was she getting ready to resist him? Unsure of what was happening he didn’t automatically start massaging her breast again. Instead, his fingers only lightly began to squeeze, almost imperceptibly.

Karen’s hand moved off her body and innocently landed on top of her brother’s throbbing cock. Feeling the heat from her hand, his prick twitched involuntarily.

“You swear you won’t tell, Petey?” she whispered.

“I… I swear…”

Her fingers started squeezing a little more forcibly. Karen knew that she had him almost completely at her will. She suddenly pushed the blanket off her body. Peter allowed his hand to come off her tit as the blanket fell behind her and then he returned, this time clasping her bare tit-flesh beneath his fingers. In the semi-darkness, his eyes drank in the beauty of his sister’s naked body. He tensed his body as he felt his sister’s fingers moving into his shorts through the slit, encircling the flesh of his throbbing cock.

“Gonnnngggggghhhh!” he groaned.

With his prick wrapped within in her hot hand she squeezed tightly upon his pulsing flesh. As he moaned deep in his throat, his sister expertly eased the tension on his cock. At the same time, she pulled the skin downward. Once more a deep groaned escaped him. He thrust his torso upward into her hand.

Karen now had him where she wanted. It was up to her now.

“Petey… You… Will you prove you won’t tell… ?” she whispered as her fingers squeezed and released his pulsing pecker.

“Yeah, Kar… Yeah… I promise…” he muttered hotly. He hadn’t the slightest idea about what she was talking. All that he knew was that his body had a tremendous need to be sexually satisfied. Her flesh and fingers had her brother at a point of near incoherence. He would tell her anything that she wanted so that his needs could be fulfilled.

“My ass… Petey… My ass hurts… Will you kiss it and make it better… ?”

Her fingers continued their slow torture on his cock. His whole body was on fire now. He would have promised her anything that she wanted but this was a no-brainer. He loved eating pussy. Right now, he wanted to eat his sister’s cunt even more than he wanted to fuck her. If she wanted him to kiss her ass, he would be glad to start there. In fact, just the thought made him more excited.

“”Oh yeah, Kar… Of course hon… Wherever you want…” Peter was murmuring.

“”C’mon Petey, come on. I need you to kiss it and make it better!” she whispered hotly.

He pulled away from her and stood up. He rushed his shorts off his body and quickly climbed back onto the bed, toward his naked sister. He was almost in full attack mode. She had to use all of her strength to hold him off.

“You… you promised Petey… you promised,” she hissed frantically.

Peter was in a frenzy, “Yeah I… yeah… yeah… c’mon… I will…”

Hurriedly he moved down the opposite way so that his face was almost at her crotch. Then he lay on his back, and as he was doing so, he reached over to bring his sister’s body over, so that she was forced to kneel and straddle his head with her thighs. Her beautifully shaped ass was now before him.

He heard his sister whispering to him, urging him to, “Kiss it and make it better Petey… Hurry… Its hurts…”

His mouth moved tentatively. His lips began kissing her hot flesh of her asscheeks. His hands reached out and grabbed the baby softness of her hips. Peter’s tongue tasted her body flesh and his cock twitched from the excitement.

Karen bent forward and her hands moved to his cock. While one of her tiny hands encircled the throbbing mass her other hand cupped his tightened balls.

“Nnnnnnnnggggggg,” he groaned upon the flesh of her ass as the pleasures created by her hands overtook his senses.

“Kiss it Petey… you promised… Inside… All of it… The… the crack… make it better…”

The thought of tasting an asshole would have been repugnant to him an hour ago but now he was so far-gone that he not only wanted to taste it… He had to taste it!

Peter was acting as a man possessed now. His thumbs moved into the crack of his sister’s ass and parted the flesh, allowing room for his tongue to eagerly move within her. His lips moved into the hole and his nose pushed into the crack of her ass. His mind was a kaleidoscope of colors. The whole experience was causing his passion to reach a fever pitch. His tongue was moving in and out of her asshole.

A constant pleasurable, “Mmmmmmm…” was being muffled by the crack of her ass around his nose, which was buried inside and was drawing in her body’s aroma.

His hands pulled his sister’s hips back so that her ass was clamped tightly to his hungry mouth.

“Ooooo… Yeah Petey do it… you’re goooooood… clean me up Petey… Get those juices out of there… Ooooohh good… Clean Jase’s cum out of me… Yeahhhhh…”

Peter heard her words and he understood their meaning but there was something otherworldly about them, so that he did not find anything wrong in what he was doing. He knew that he had been licking and sucking juices that had been oozing from his sister’s asshole and the taste and her reaction to his manipulations had only egged him on. He now semi-realized that it was his brother’s cum that his tongue was ferreting out of Karen’s ass tunnel, yet that only seemed to excite him further. His mouth was working furiously within the delicious crack.

Peter was too far-gone to think rationally. The world was now upside down. The forbidden thought that he was actually tasting his brother’s cum was no longer a disgusting thought for him. Instead, it was a thought that actually seemed to fire him up. He could actually taste the stickiness coming into his mouth and the thought that it was cum mixed and flavored by his sister’s shithole was intoxicating.

“Clean Jase out of my cunt too Petey… do me good!”

Brother and sister seemed to be of the same mind. At the same time that she was urging him to switch his mouth from her ass, he had already begun moving eagerly into her very aroused pussy. He began working his tongue and mouth over and around her clitoris, pushing his sucking lips into the twat hole, and lapping at the profusion of juices within and about her.

Karen was also wildly excited beyond the norm at what was happening. She bent lower and moved her lips over the head of her brother’s cock. She was holding it tight to stop its wild twitching. Slowly she allowed it to move past her lips and start to bury itself in her wet sucking mouth.

“Awwwmmmmnnnnnnggggg,” his nose and mouth groaned into her and his lips moved in and opened over her hole, allowing for the juices to flow into his eager mouth. He pushed his mouth harder into her body and sucked.

Karen began fucking down on his face as the passions began building to new heights inside of her. His hands held tightly at her hips drawing her fucking pussy into him. She was pounding down with a fury, as if she was possessed.

Her wild movements only fueled his excitement. Peter couldn’t control the explosion. It happened so quickly that he had no time to warn her. His cock was spewing its juices into her open mouth and she swallowed and sucked as she fucked down on his face. Moans and groans were continuously emanating from both of the impassioned youngsters.

As the final blasts of sperm came into her mouth, Karen felt a huge spasm overtake her whole being. She clamped her thighs on her brother’s ears and pushed her cunt down with a violent thrust on his licking tongue and sucking mouth. And then her body convulsed as the waves of pleasure swept over her.

“Ohhhhhhh, Peeeetttteeeeee! Ooooooo! Yeagggh…”

Karen finally relaxed her body as the climax passed. Then she moved off her brother’s body and lay on her side. Peter moved up alongside, facing her. They smiled weakly at each other, both of them totally sated.

In the dim, almost dark, room he looked over his sister’s body, enjoying her naked beauty almost with a reverence. He had admired her without anyone being aware and now actually seeing her naked body was cause for amazement and awe.

And sadness. Unlike his father and brother, Peter had a guilty feeling what had happened. Karen bent forward and place a gentle kiss on her brother’s lips and then pulled back.

“That was great, Petey. You were so good.” she said softly.

Her hand reached out and her fingers played at the edge of his mouth, one finger teasing just inside of his parted lips. Peter moved a hand to his sister’s waist and rubbed her soft hot skin under his fingers.

Each of them moved their bodies inward until they were pressed together once more. Her breasts were softly crushing into his chest and her crotch was pushing against his cock. While her fingers played at her brother’s lips, her free hand moved to the side of his head and her fingers started tantalizing his ear, inside and out. Pleasurable sensations started to run through his body again. His cock began to become re-energized. Karen felt it rising against her.

“Did you like it as much as I did?” she whispered.

“Uh, yeah… You… I never… it was great… Super great!” he answered.

The 14-year-old girl’s hands were moving expertly now on her brother. She moved a finger gently past his lips and teased about within his mouth.

Peter began to softly moan, and his hands also became busy upon his sister. His one hand moved from her waist, around her body to the soft cheek of her ass, and his other moved up between their bodies and started fondling the flesh of her taut tit.

Karen moved her mouth to his and while her fingers teasingly explored, her lips eagerly pecked at his lips.

“Jason’s cum… You cleaned it out of me, right?” she whispered.

Peter’s cock was once again at full mast, “Y-yeah, Kar… I… I did.”

She whispered conspiratorially, “You liked it, didn’t you? You liked tasting me and driving me wild, hah?”

“Yeah Kar, Yeah.”

While her one hand continued working on his ear, her other left his mouth and moved down between their bodies to capture his throbbing cock. She enclosed her fingers around the pulsating mass of hot flesh.

“Oooooo,” he moaned softly.

Karen’s mouth stayed at his lips, gently pecking. Her tongue occasionally lashed out and licked teasingly around and over her brother’s lips.

“I tasted good, hah,” she hissed hotly.

“Yeah!” he whispered, more excited now as his body was again reacting to her hands and mouth.

“Jase tasted good too, hah?” she asked as her fingers tightened around his rod.

“Nnnnnnnggggg, ye… yeah… ,” he groaned.

“You liked… Jase’s cum, hah?” she whispered as her tongue shot out and twisted inside of his highly sensitive ear.

“Nnnyrrrr, yeahhh, oh yeah I did, Kar…”

He was again starting to lose complete control.

“You liked Jase’s cock… Right?”

Peter didn’t answer. He was frozen in thought.

Karen was determined to get him to say this. She worked his ear into her mouth some more, moving her tongue fang-like into and out of the erogenous area with quick flicks. A constant, almost silent groan was issuing from within him.

Whispering hotly and wetly into his ear she again tried, “Tell me Petey, tell me. You liked Jason’s cock and cum…”

Still no response although his body was now squirming excitedly. Her mouth continued and her hand was squeezing and releasing his throbbing cock, with purpose.

“Tell me!” she demanded.

Peter was at the boiling point again, “Yes, I did. I liked his cum… his cock.”

He was fucking into his sister’s hand now. He moved his hand to her shoulder and pushed her back down into a lying position. He followed with his body, moving to mount her. As he eagerly moved his body between his sister’s parted legs Karen reached up with both of her hands and placed them on his ears, and her fingers began moving with their magic.

“You’ll suck his cock for me again sometime, won’t you Petey… Right? You promise?”

Peter’s cock was at her pussy now and he was again a muttering mass of putty. His need was urgent and immediate. He had to get it inside of her hot wet cunt.

“Yes, yes… Oooh Kar, come on let’s do it… take me in honey… take me!”

His cock passed through her cunt’s lips and delved deep within the slick moistened passage.

“Ohhhhhh…” she moaned softly as she raised her legs and wrapped them around his smooth body. Her hands brought his mouth close to hers and she was again talking into his, “You’ll suck his cock for me right… Tell me Petey, tell me… Tell me what you’ll do for me with Jason’s cock… TELL ME!”

Peter was now pushing in and out, going up and down on his sister’s wild body. She was writhing beneath his wonderful onslaught.

“I… I suck it for you… OHH, I’ll suck it!”

He was now moving with full force, pushing and pulling into and out of her hot pussy, which seemed to grasp and suck at him with each pull back. She was matching his fucking movements pump for pump. As he pounded down into her, she replied with an eager upward thrust. The thought of being filled up inside with more incestuous juices seemed to make her hotter than ever and her hands moved hurriedly around Peter’s back, her nails digging into him almost with desperation. Her insides were spasming and her head was exploding.

As her brother pounded in and out of her, she held on and rode him back, using every muscle that was at her disposal.

The sweat was pouring off him as the pleasurable pressures forced his hips to strive for total satisfaction. His body was moving with an urgency, and his sister’s arms and legs were coiled around him tightly. Her young skin was also coated with a complete layer of wetness that was caused by her uncontrolled movements.

“Fuck me Petey, fuck me… Harder, harder… Oh Petey… I’m exploding inside me… Ohhhh… cum in me… OHHHH! YEAHHH! YEAHHHHH! (UNH!) (UNH!) ooooo!”

Peter’s arms had reached under her back and he was clinging to her shoulders as he fucked with wild abandon into his sister’s out of control body. He felt the final pressures building inside of him and he knew that it would be only a matter of seconds before his cock released its full force. He knew that he should pull his dick out from her hole but…

“Ahh, I’m gonna cum Kar, I’m gonna cummmmm.”

He was pounding with his full force, as his sister clutched and rode under him frantically.

“C’mon Petey, come on. It’s okay… Cum. Let it… Do it in me… I’m… I’m, oooo, I’m cumming tooooooo…”

She was holding on to him for her dear life.

He was muttering incoherently, whispering and slobbering, “Here it cummmms, ooo, Kar… uh… uh… OHH… in yooooou, in yooooou-mmmmmm, AAHHHH! AAHHHH!”

A blast of sperm shot into his sister as her pussy tightened from her own spasms. She continued moaning, knowing that her brother was shooting his juices inside of her body. She held onto him, while her hot body fucked and squirmed and twisted with a wonderful wildness. His gushes of cum continued erupting, shooting out in rapid fashion. As his body drained itself of his incestuous juices, it squeezed itself dry, repeatedly attempting to push out one final drop into her cunt. Finally, he was exhausted.

Karen felt his juices running about between her legs. As she lay back, she smiled to herself. She had not planned for any of this to happen but now that it had, she was strangely happy with herself and her family.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As you probably suspected might happen, dear readers, 14-year-old Karen became pregnant. When her mother found out, there wasn’t the least bit of civility. Ann was immediately alert. She had tried not to think that there was any possibility that her suspicions could be a reality.

Actually, she had continuously chided herself for even thinking of it, but as soon as her daughter told her that she was pregnant Ann’s immediate response was, “You had sex with your father, didn’t you?”

Confronted with this question, Karen nodded, thinking that they would be talking the whole thing out. It wasn’t to be.

When Ann received confirmation from her husband Steve that he had indeed bedded their daughter she reacted as a true woman scorned. There was no talking to her as she ranted and raved. Although no one realized it, for the past 6 months Ann was verging on the borders of a nervous breakdown. This was testing her limits, being the trigger to push her over the edge. Within an hour of finding out the news, Ann had brought the family to an explosive end.

It was obvious that she had disowned both her husband and her daughter when she gave Steve the ultimatum that he should either “Get out of the house and take your slut daughter with you or I’ll call the cops and have you arrested and her put away!”

They collected their things, preparing to leave. Tears streamed down Karen’s cheeks as she packed whatever essentials she could into a small carryall bag. She was distressed not only because her mother was unsympathetic, she was also terribly hurt by her mother calling her a slut. What was worse was when her mother made comments about how this could have a devastating affect on the boys.

Her precious boys, Karen thought.

They were ready to leave, on their way to temporarily stay at Steve’s mother’s house, after a hurried call was made. Steve walked out the door and headed for the car. Before she walked out of the door to follow her father, Karen turned and said to her mother, “I’m sorry Momma. But you should know that my baby may not be Daddy’s…”

When she finished this statement Karen moved her eyes back and forth between Jason and Peter and finally she rushed out of the house.

Ann wasn’t blind. She saw the looks that passed between her daughter and her sons and the truth started to dawn on her. After Karen had followed Steve out, Ann confronted the boys. The truth came out shortly thereafter. Then it was her time to cry. She was utterly heartbroken.

For the next half-hour, she cried hysterically as her sons looked on hopelessly, in embarrassment.

Finally, with tears still streaming down her cheeks, she cried out in despair to the boys, “How could you?”

Then like a heartbroken child she turned and ran upstairs, leaving the two boys in a daze.

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“Let’s get to bed,” Peter said to his brother, “Maybe we can talk to her in the morning.”

Jason nodded and followed his brother up the stairs as they headed to their individual rooms. Once inside his room, Jason undressed to his jockey shorts. Then, about to get into his bed he thought of his mother crying, and he felt that it was all his fault. Maybe he could apologize to her. He knew that he was her favorite and he thought that if he could get her to listen to him that he might be able to win her over and calm her down. He didn’t know how he could get his explanation to make sense but he had to try, for her sake.

He went to her bedroom and knocked on the outside of the door.

“Yeah?”

Jason opened her door and walked tentatively inside, watching her warily. Ann was lying atop her bedspread, fully clothed save for her bare feet. Her crying had stopped but the look of great sadness upon her face tore at his stomach. Her head was turned toward the door, facing him as he entered. As he approached the bed, a great sob wrenched her shoulders back and her chest heaved a broken breath as she exhaled. When the boy reached the side of her bed he stood and waited, hoping that his mother would respond to his presence.

“Can I… sit here?” he nervously asked.

“Yeah honey,” she said dejectedly, “Sit down.”

Gently he lowered his butt onto the mattress. He waited a minute before talking and finally, after taking a deep breath, he quietly spoke, “Momma… I’m sorry…”

Another sob wracked her shoulders. After a moment she responded, “It - - it wasn’t you… honey… I mean it was but… well, your sister should have known better. GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER?” she cried in despair to no one in particular and then paused, before continuing, “You’re just a child, for Cristsakes… Look at you…”

Again, Ann was probably talking more for herself than to Jason. She looked over at her son. He was still a little boy! Soft and cuddly. Just because he had a penis did not mean that her daughter had the right to abuse him. Ann was sure that her son had been an innocent and that Karen had seduced him. She saw the terrible sadness in his eyes and realized that she had better be careful. After all, it was not his fault that he was taken advantage of. Moreover, if she was not careful with her admonitions then she might lose him too.

As betrayed as she felt she decided that she still had better lighten up on the boy. She would have to show her displeasure but she also needed to explain to him more fully just how evil a deed it was between he and his sister. Yet, she could not condemn him all at once and shut him off. She would have to talk to him sensibly over a period of time.

“I… I won’t do it again Momma… I’m sorry!” he said again.

She watched his sad face and she was moved. Tomorrow was another day, she decided. Each day she would try to enlighten him… and Peter.

Finally, she pulled herself together, “Tell you what. We’ll talk about it some more tomorrow. Let’s call it a night… Okay?”

Eyes downcast, Jason nodded. Ann was suddenly very sad for him.

“Tell you what else. You can cheer your mother up by sleeping in here with me tonight. Okay? I can use your company, hon.”

The boy’s face lit up and a huge smile appeared, “Yeah… Okay!” he said happily, obviously relieved that she seemed to lose some of her anguish.

Ann sat up. “Okay, get under the covers and get to sleep,” she ordered with a grin. She went to her chest of drawers, took out some things and said, “When I come out of the shower you better be asleep!”

Jason finally felt some of the tension going away, “Okay, yeah… ‘Night Momma!” he smiled.

“‘Night honey,” she whispered as she left the room to go to the bathroom to shower.

When Ann returned she saw her son’s eyes open. She got to the other side of the bed, removed her robe and, as she lowered herself down, she was taken aback. She saw Jason’s eyes travel quickly over her body. She only had on her bra and panties.

Oh God, she thought, he grew up.

Ann slipped under the blankets alongside of the 12-year-old boy. She turned her back on him, reached over and turned off the light, plunging the room into total darkness.

She should have done that first, she admonished herself; before he saw her undressed.

“‘Night Ma…”

“‘Night honey.”

About two minutes later, she heard his voice, speaking low, “Ma?”

“Yeah baby?”

“Don’t blame Karen… She didn’t make me do it.”

“I know that Jase,” she said knowingly, “I know. But your sister should have known better. She’s older than you.”

Another pregnant pause, and then, “But… Momma… It was me… I… I wanted to… you know… It wasn’t her… I promise… She didn’t… Don’t hate her Momma,” he pleaded.

Ann felt her eyes watering up again. At least there was one decent ‘man’ in the house who was willing to act honorably.

“I don’t hate her honey. Believe me. But if she didn’t show you… then, oh never mind… Not tonight… We’ll talk tomorrow. Now good night!” she said with finality.

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Ann’s back was turned to Jason who was sleeping on his back. She was still awake, her mind a calliope of confusion, when Jason turned and snuggled up, spooning himself to her. She sighed contentedly. How could her daughter have done what she did with this innocent boy? (Well not so innocent anymore, she thought, remembering how his eyes had looked at her near nakedness.)

Incest, for Cristsakes! Ann’s mind continued racing. Her family had done the unspeakable. Lying there, she thought about incest. What a terrible thing it was! Her daughter would now go through life with this scar. Thinking of this Ann started to finally feel sorry for Karen. It really was not fair for her life to be shortened in this way. After all, Ann rationalized, when you think of it from the child’s eyes (and that’s what Karen really was, after all) then all that she did was have sex with family. People that she loved and who loved her. She had been taught that sex was not good but she was never told about incest… That was a taboo word. Therefore, she should be punished for having sex but blaming her for the incest was really not fair.

Nevertheless, Ann wondered, why with her brothers? Ann was convinced that originally, her husband Steve was the seducer of their daughter, but why did Karen then take the next step? Was it just sex for sex’ sake? After having a man, then how do you get yourself worked up over a boy? As she thought things out, she realized that this same boy’s body was right at this moment pressing against hers. How could he have excited Karen?

Ann’s mind began focusing on her son’s body and she began concentrating on the lump that was pressing against her buttocks. This was a child, she thought. She could almost forgive Karen for the incest but why would Karen do it with this child? Was it because she loved her brother? The more that Ann reflected the more that she was convinced that was why it had happened between her daughter and this youngster. There was something to be said about the innocence of youth. In their eyes they were two kids that loved each other, she thought. Moreover, maybe there is something nice about that, Ann thought - - the sweet innocence. Again, her mind was thinking of her boy and again she was feeling that lump. If the truth were known, Ann thought, I’m enjoying my son up against me. So, is this wrong?

Strangely, she suddenly began to feel a churning within her body. Moreover, why should it be wrong to enjoy his warmth against her? She pushed herself back tighter against him and smiled to herself. There! If they don’t like it, screw them!

Ann began to realize that this thinking did not differ much from her kid’s original thinking. Her mind was becoming jumbled. She thought of Steve screwing their young daughter, Peter screwing his younger sister and Karen screwing her younger brother, this same child who was lying against her at this moment. How did he even know what to do, she wondered? I guess that it is true, she smiled to herself, get a cock hard and you own it, she had been taught.

Suddenly Ann became aware of where her thoughts were leading. Was it because the whole incestuous situation had blinded reality from her thinking? Was the fact that she had not had sex with Steve for eight months getting to her? Why was she not able to stop what she was starting to think about? Namely, her son’s tiny erection inside Karen.

She thought of the old adage, ‘What’s good for the goose… ‘

Ann decided that she had better get up and go downstairs because she was not thinking sensibly. As she started to move, her son’s arm came over her side and his little hand brushed against her breasts. She pulled away as if she were touched by a branding iron. However, she did not get up.

No longer thinking rationally she wondered how Karen had managed to get Jason aroused? Ann suddenly began gently wiggling back against her son’s crotch area. Her breathing increased in intensity and her chest started pounding at what she was attempting.

As her excitement began increasing, Ann became bolder. She moved her body a bit until she felt his little fingers against her bra. She moved a bit more and his sleeping hand was then resting on the flesh at the top of her bra.

Ann sucked in a gulp of air.

With her temples beginning to throb, she nervously pushed her hips forward slightly, away from his crotch, and then she moved her hand behind her. She felt her stomach quivering from the fears that were running through her mind.

The palm of Ann’s hand was then outside of her panties at her buttocks. She felt a lump at the back of her hand and she turned her palms outward to touch him. The softness of her son’s cock was now at her palm. Her hand was touching his jockeys. Gently she closed her hand on her son’s prick. It felt strange, small. She used to always handle it but she hadn’t in a few years. Moreover, never under these circumstances! She now admitted to herself that she wanted to get him hard.

As she squeezed gently, Jason continued to sleep, unmoving.

Ann was becoming more daring, due to her nervous curiosity. She moved her hand upward from his limp cock to the elastic at the top of his jockeys. Summoning up her courage she moved her fingers about a half-inch within and waited. When Jason did not stir, she became emboldened and suddenly pushed her hand all the way into his shorts, capturing his soft penis in her hand.

Ann hardly wasted any time seeing if he would awaken. Within seconds, she was eagerly squeezing and releasing her son’s prick in her hand. As she continued, she felt a reaction. She stopped her hand, held it in place, and held her breath momentarily. This was exciting to her, feeling him become hard under her manipulating fingers. She continued again squeezing and releasing and then her son’s little man was expanding to its full size. She was surprised at its size. She had thought it would be tiny but she was wrong. For sure, it was not the size of her husband’s cock, but neither was it a ‘pee pee’ anymore. Ann realized that Karen definitely felt her brother inside her when he screwed her.

She was not even thinking of his sleeping state anymore as her mind was totally focused on the arousal in her hand and the secret excitement that she was feeling from this forbidden episode.

As her fingers continued squeezing and releasing his cock, Jason’s eyes suddenly popped open. He recognized the feeling that he was experiencing. As he became fully awake and knew from the gray darkness of the room just where he was, he recognized what was happening. His cock was rock hard and excited. Fingers were squeezing him nicely. His mother’s fingers! He was afraid to move. What was going on?

Then as he became more aware, he realized that his hand was resting on the top of her chest. He remembered how nice his mother looked in her bra and panties. Now her felt that bra by his fingers and he realized that the flesh under his hand was the top of his mother’s breast.

Moreover, she was touching his cock.

Ann stopped, frozen, as she felt Jason’s hand push its way under her bra cup and onto the mound of flesh. She sucked in her breath. Oh God! What am I doing? she wondered, as her inner fears began to take hold.

Jason’s fingers gingerly squeezed her nipple and his hand eagerly cupped her breast. She wanted to stop him but she couldn’t. Ann knew that she was only minutes away from disaster and that she needed to stop. Her fingers again closed on her son’s shaft and he moaned. In return, he squeezed her flesh.

Unable to control herself Ann turned to face him and, as she turned, both of their hands left the other’s body momentarily. Then she was facing her son… her beautiful baby. Jason had a look of fright in his eyes, afraid that somehow he had caused this to happen while he was asleep.

“It’s okay, Jase!” she whispered, and her hand once more reached out and grabbed at his jockey shorts and clutched his hardness. “Take your pants off, sweetheart… Take em off!”

Not knowing if he was in trouble or if this was really happening he quickly pushed the shorts down his legs and off his ankles. As soon as he was again facing her, he felt his mother’s hot, trembling, hand cover his cock. He was feeling very much like he had with Karen. His cock was tremendously aroused.

“Momma?” he whispered.

She continued squeezing and releasing on his smooth hardened pecker.

“Do you want me to stop?” she asked.

“N… No!” he whispered hoarsely.

“Are you sure?” she asked again.

“Yes… I’m sure… It feels good, Momma. You’re making it feel so good!”

She pulled her hand away. Before he had time to protest Ann had removed her bra and panties and then turned and moved into him. She deliberately moved her hand on to the little boy’s stomach and slid it lightly along his belly and down to his crotch. By the time that her hand reached it, his prick was rock-solid-hard.

She was right back to squeezing him. Only now, her wonderful set of tits confronted him.

As Ann boldly wrapped her fingers around the young boy’s ultra-smooth cock, Jason moaned, deep in his throat, “Nnnnnggggghhhhh!”

The child reached out both of his hands and clasped the hot flesh of his momma’s two tits. He explored the fleshy mounds, surprised at their wonderful fullness. The nipples were hard in the palms of his little hands.

Ann’s mind was racing now. What was she doing? Was she crazy? This was her own son whose cock she was squeezing. In the back of her mind, the illicitness of this situation was somehow strangely exciting her. If Steve could screw their daughter, why shouldn’t she balance the scales… No one would need to know.

‘… is good for the gander!’

“Ohhhhhmmm, Momma, mmmmm…” the boy responded.

She began to squeeze and release on his smooth flesh. Then she slid her hand down lower on the small shaft and took his balls into the palm of her hand. She had touched her son many times in his life but her thoughts and intentions had always been motherly. Now however, she was thinking of this thing that she was caressing with the thoughts and intentions of a female. Ann could not get over how tight and how smooth Jason’s balls were.

She pushed her naked body in closer to him and her mouth moved on her son’s ear and she whispered, “Does that… do you like this, Jason?”

He nodded his head frantically as his mother’s tongue flicked inside of his ear and her hand surveyed every bit of smooth skin upon his cock and his balls, “Nnnnngggg, yeah Momma, yeah… ooooo… it’s good. It feels so good Momma…”

All the while, his hands were kneading her fully aroused breasts.

The excitement had fully gotten to Ann now. No one would ever find out. She felt a warmth throughout her body. She could feel a tumult within her pussy and she knew that she was flowing.

She had never felt a cock and balls so smooth. Ann did not like sucking cock but the feel of her son’s flesh and the knowledge of his youthfulness was triggering her reactions. She wanted to suck on the boy.

“Lay back, Jase…” she whispered as she pushed him.

He allowed his mother to push him onto his back and, immediately thereafter, she moved her mouth onto his hairless chest. He cried out with pleasure as her mouth opened up on his nipple and her tongue began licking about his hairless body. At the same time, her hands were rubbing, squeezing, and fondling his young manhood.

He was becoming wild with passion, “OOOOOOOOoooooohhhhhmmmmm…”

His hands moved to the back of his mother’s permed blonde hair, instinctively pushing her head down, guiding her mouth over his twitching body. He needed fulfillment and her mouth and hands were bringing him to a state of wild hotness.

By his incoherent mutterings, Ann knew that the boy’s head was sexually scrambled and that he needed to be relieved. She also knew that she wanted her mouth upon every inch of hairless flesh that his crotch presented.

As she continued licking her way downward, Jason suddenly cried out with an animal-like, “OHHHH!” At the same time his hands were applying pressure, trying to urge her down in a hurry, while his hips began to buck and twist. He was inwardly desperate, in need of relief. The pressures in his cock had built to its maximum.

Youth must be served!

Jason did not have any control over his body’s reactions. Ann knew it was too late for her to get her mouth on him in time. Her son was crying out from the pleasures that were flowing through his body as his cum began shooting out in forceful sporadic blasts as his mother’s hand squeezed and released his young throbbing pecker.

She raised her head off his body and watched her son in the throes of ecstasy.

“Oh Momma, Momma, OHHHH!” He was shooting straight up in the air and the blobs of sperm were landing on his belly and stomach. The last weaker spurts just oozed out along his prick and down over his balls.

Finally Jason’s needs were sated and his small little prick shrunk to a softness that made it almost non-existent.

However, his mother was far from cloyed, just the opposite. Her whole insides were on fire now. The fact that Jason came prematurely only excited her more. She knew that he was young and that she would be able to get him hard again. She had wanted to take his hairless cock and balls in her mouth. She had even thought that she might like to taste her son’s cum. But she had been somewhat reluctant to have him shoot it into her mouth because the few times in her life that she had allowed that to happen she had gagged. Now she was free to do what she wanted and to taste his cum without it shooting down her throat.

Ann again moved her mouth to his body. While her hand gently worked on her boy’s cock, her lips began kissing, licking and sucking about his nipples, and then moved lower. She kept her eyes wide open as her mouth approached his stomach. Then she encountered a blob of cum.

Her lips moved and opened on the sperm, and her tongue began lapping, sucking it into her mouth. A mild moan came from within her throat. She loved the taste of her son. Her tongue totally cleaned the spot and then she eagerly went in search on his stomach for another load of the white gooey nectar.

Jason felt his body begin to react to his mother’s hands and mouth and his prick began to harden again under the expert manipulations.

Both mother and son were moaning now. She from the pleasurable taste being presented to her on his hairless body, and he from the new excitement that was building within his body.

Then her mouth was at the boy’s crotch. She worked his prick up and down and began licking and sucking the juices from his balls, which were taut once again. The smoothness was driving her wild. Finally, her mouth opened and engulfed her son’s hardened cock, cleaning off the juices and working up and down on the smooth flesh from the bulbous head down to the tight balls.

“GNGNGNNNNGGG!!!” he was groaning now.

While one of her hands caressed Jason’s balls, her other hand eagerly moved randomly over both of his legs, feeling the feminine type smooth softness. The depravity of the situation had her whole being and body in a state of unashamed excitement.

“Ohhhhh… Momma, oh, oh, mmmmmmmmm…”

He was becoming fully aroused again. It wouldn’t be long before his young cock was unable to contain its next load of cum from erupting. Moreover, Ann wanted that load! In her! Inside of her pussy! She wanted Jason to cum in her!

Ann slipped her mouth slowly off the head of his cock, “Nnnnnggg,” he groaned.

“You want Momma, Jase?” she whispered hotly.

Jason was out of his head with passion again, “Yeah! Yeah, oh yes, Momma!” he cried.

Instead of climbing to the head of the bed, Ann rolled off her son and lay on her back down opposite of where he lay.

She whispered, “Come down here, Jase. Come by me. Show me what you did to Karen. Hurry, Jase, hurry.”

As she was urging him, he was already on the move and was immediately above his mother’s naked body, his legs between hers. She felt his whole body trembling as their faces were only inches apart. He paused and remained motionless, suspended above her, afraid to go to the next step with his mother.

Ann sensed the boy’s apprehension. She had lost all of her inhibitions. Easily she moved her legs around her son’s legs. Her hands reached up and went under his arms, to his back. She clutched at him tightly, hungrily.

Looking into his face, she whispered, “Fuck me, Jason, please… Do it… Dooooooo… !!”

Before she could finish, her son’s cock pushed through the labia and into her hot moist pussy. There was no more hesitation on either of their parts. They had only one thing on their minds now. Fucking!

As her son pounded rapidly in and out, Ann felt spasms gripping her and she was pushing up and grinding against him. Her fingers and legs clutched desperately on her son’s pounding body and her body sought its greatest pleasure.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh,” she was groaning loudly as her body was writhing about beneath his youthful assault.

Jason felt the pressure building rapidly in his body and he knew that he was not far from cumming. The feelings overtaking him were glorious, “OHHH, I’m gonna… it’s happening… OHHHHH,” he was babbling.

“Cum Jase, cum… Cum in me… Oooooo, I’m, OHH, me too Jase, ooo…” she panted.

Then he began shooting his incestuous juices into his mother’s pulsating pussy and she clutched frantically, digging her fingernails deep into the flesh of his back, drawing blood.

Her own body was being wracked with a volcanic eruption and she felt herself flow over her sons thrusting cock. Her climax was awesome.

Finally they were done.