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Introduction:

A girl doesn't feel ready to lose her virginity yet, but she's afraid that it isn't fair, asking her boyfriend to wait. So, she works out a plan to let him have sex with her mom, instead!

I was still futzing around in front of my mirror when I heard the doorbell, trying to get my long, uncooperatively-wavy brunette hair to lay just the way I wanted it to around my shoulders.

“I've got it!” I yelled, jumping up and darting out of my room, rushing to the front door before Mom could get there.

“Hey,” Jax smiled down at me, instantly sending butterflies dancing through my belly.

“Hey,” I answered, staring up at him in something I stubbornly refused to think of as 'awe'. We'd been dating a little over three months, so you'd think I'd be getting used to it by now... but those bright blue eyes, tousled blond hair, and radiant smile hit me like a truck, the same as always. To say nothing of how tall and muscular he was! He was our star wide receiver, and I could still hardly believe that out of all the girls in school, every single one of whom had been literally drooling all over him ever since the moment he'd transferred in... he'd actually picked me! Of course, I'd had one advantage they didn't; his family had moved in just five doors down across the street, giving me six uninterrupted weeks of trying to seduce him, before school had started up again and any of the other girls had gotten a shot. I'd still had to basically hit him over the head with a stick to finally get him to ask me out properly, instead of just hanging out all the time. But he finally had... and I'd been floating on air ever since!

“I like your outfit,” he said, looking me slowly up and down, his smile intensifying, making me blush with pride. I was wearing a brand new top, one I'd bought special just for him; a tight, short little baby-blue, spaghetti-strap tank, with no bra, showing off a good six inches of my toned little belly, above my little white mid-thigh tennis skirt. I loved it so much when he looked at me like that, like he was devouring me with his eyes! I may not have had much to work with, just perky, firm little B-cups... but I'd learned how to make the most out of what I had!

“Thanks,” I smiled. He leaned down for a kiss, and I stretched up to meet him... but then he noticed Mom, sitting in her big easy chair over by the front window, reading her book where the light was best, and he diverted to my cheek, instead.

“Hey, Mrs. C.,” he greeted her politely as he straightened up, and I finally got my brain back in gear enough to step out of his way, ushering him inside and closing the door behind him as he hung up his jacket and stepped out of his shoes.

“Hi, Jackson,” she looked up at him, setting aside her book. “Congratulations on the win last night! Wren tells me you made some sort of record?”

“I, uh... don't think it was any sort of a record, actually,” he said, being his characteristically modest self. “And it was mostly just luck, anyways. It was an eighty-three yard touchdown reception... but however far you end up running, you still have to make it past the same number of defenders, no matter what. Whether you run for twenty yards, or ninety-nine... that's mostly just a question of where you started out. The actual distance doesn't really have all that much to do with me.”

“Well, congratulations just the same,” she smiled. “And Wren certainly seemed to think it was impressive! From the way she was bouncing around the house last night telling me about it, you'd have thought she was the one who made that run!”

“Mom!” I gasped at her, and she just laughed.

“What? It's true!” she grinned. “There's no shame in it... what's the point of having a boyfriend, if you can't be proud of his accomplishments? Besides which, it's a mother's prerogative to embarrass her child! I earned that right, with morning sickness and midnight feedings! You just consider yourself lucky I haven't broken out the photo albums, yet. You were extremely stubborn about not wanting to wear clothes when you were a toddler, I'll have you know, and I have photographic proof!”

“Don't you dare!” my eyes flashed, and she just laughed at me again.

“Are you staying for supper tonight, Jackson?” she asked, turning to him.

“If that's still alright?” he asked.

“Of course!” she smiled. “You just keep taking such good care of my daughter, and you're welcome here any time, you know that. We're having tacos tonight, I'll give you two a yell when it's time to come help.”

“Okay. Thanks, Mrs. C.,” he said, and I grabbed his hand and started tugging him towards my room. I closed the door behind us, flipping the latch on the lock, and turning to face him.

“So... I've been told I need to 'take care of you',” he grinned down at me, his hands finding my hips, and gently starting to caress.

“You'd better!” I agreed with a giggle, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck. He kissed me, for real this time, and I moaned into his lips, melting against his chest. I spun us around and began slowly backing him up, until he tumbled down to sit on the edge of my bed. He pulled his cell from his pocket and set it on the edge of my desk, and I climbed eagerly into his lap, straddling his hips.

“Have I told you how much I like this skirt?” he murmured into our kiss, his left hand sliding down underneath, grabbing hold of my naked little butt. I gasped, trembling in pleasure at the strength of his grip on me.

“I think you may have mentioned it, once or twice,” I purred, a vast understatement. I knew exactly how much he liked this skirt, which was why I was wearing a very uncomfortable but extremely sexy little yellow thong underneath, so he could squeeze and fondle me as much as he liked, without anything getting in his way!

“This top is really nice, too,” his other hand slipped underneath, quickly finding my breast. “It's new, right? I know I haven't seen you in this one before, or I definitely would have remembered!”

“Uh hunh!” I nodded, gasping for air as he squeezed. I loved it so much when he did that! His hands were so strong, able to easily catch footballs rocketing through the air... they worked absolute miracles with my soft, tender young flesh!

We made out passionately, tongues swirling, breath panting. But in the back of my mind... I was worried. Anxious. I could feel him beneath me, hard and straining down the leg of his jeans, pressing against the soft, sensitive underside of my skinny little thigh. It made me so wet, just thinking about it! But as much as I wanted it... I knew I wasn't ready yet, not to go all the way. Blowjobs, yes... I loved doing that! I loved how powerful it made me feel... having that big, throbbing shaft filling my mouth, so hot, and hard... controlling his pleasure, making him wait until I decided it was time, and I let him burst into my mouth, swallowing it deep down inside of me, making it mine! I loved that so, so much! And I loved it when he touched me, too; making me cum for him, over and over again, even when I begged him to stop! But... I just wasn't ready. I wished I was... but I wasn't. I tried not to think about it, tried just to concentrate on the here, and the now, which was amazing! But it couldn't last forever, and I knew it.

“Have you given any more thought, to what I asked?” he whispered against my lips.

“I... I have,” I admitted.

“And?” he asked, leaning back slightly, so he could look me in my eyes.

“I... I'm sorry, Jax. But I'm just not ready. Not yet,” I lowered my eyes in shame and regret.

“Hey!” he cooed, stroking my cheek, and lifting my eyes back to his. “That's okay. We can wait, as long as you need to. It's okay,”

“It isn't, though,” I denied, shaking my head, fighting back a sudden welling of tears. Oh, that would be just what I needed, to break down crying right in front of him! “You deserve it! You're amazing! You deserve a girl who will have actual sex with you!”

“Do you see me complaining?” he smirked, being frustratingly reasonable. “Your blowjobs are amazing, Wren! I am quite happy to wait, if that's what you need. You are more than worth waiting for, believe me!”

“Thank you, for that,” I sniffled, smiling weakly in gratitude. “But... you shouldn't have to wait. And... I think I've figured out a way you won't have to.”

He tilted his head at me in confusion, and I lowered my eyes to his chest again. I had to say this... but I couldn't make myself look him in his eyes while I did.

“I'm not ready yet...” I whispered. “But until I am... you could have sex with my mom, instead.”

“With your...” he gasped, his eyes going wide. “You can't be serious!”

“It... it's been a while, since she's dated anyone,” I tried to explain. “And she's mostly okay with that. I guess, the single guys her age... she says it's slim pickings out there. There's no shortage of guys who want to have sex with her... but at this point, she's pretty much given up on finding a guy she actually wants to date. But... she also really misses having sex. So, I was thinking... it could give all three of us what we need. You and she get to have sex... and I get to stop feeling so guilty all the time, and worrying about you going off to find some other girl who'll give you what I'm not ready to.”

“I would never, ever do that!” he denied, strenuously shaking his head. “Never, Wren! I need you to know that!”

“I know you believe that,” I whispered. “And... I want to believe it, too. But even if it's true... that still doesn't stop me from worrying about it. This way... I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore, because I would know. I'd know you were being taken care of the way you need... even if I'm not ready to be the one doing it, yet.”

“But... cheating on you?” he shook his head again. “With your own mom?”

“It... it wouldn't be cheating,” I said. “Not as long as I give you permission... and as long as I'm there to watch.”

“To...” his eyes went even wider than they had before, his mouth gaping open like he'd entirely forgotten how to speak.

“You're right... if you did it without my permission, or without me there to see, then that would be cheating,” I made myself continue. “I... I could never be okay with that. But if I'm there with you, when you do it, maybe then... Maybe whatever it is that's wrong with me, that's making me feel like I'm still not ready, when I know I should be... Maybe it will help me finally get over it, if I see you doing it with her.”

“Wren... you know this is insane, right?” he sighed, shaking his head. “Even if you somehow managed to convince me... there's no way your mom would ever agree!”

“She, uhh...” I swallowed nervously. “She already has.”

“What!?” he exclaimed.

“Well... I couldn't very well present this as a plan until I knew it was actually an option, could I?” I said, quite reasonably, I thought. “She was surprised... and reluctant, at first, the same as you. But once I made her let me explain why I wanted this... she eventually came around, and agreed we could try. It, uhh...” I smiled shyly, a warm blush rising in my cheeks. “It may have helped when I told her just how big you are. She didn't believe me, at first... but then I showed her that picture I asked you to send me. You know the one? I hope you don't mind... but you should have seen her face, when she saw! I guess she's never had a guy that big, before... and now, she's really, really excited to try!”

“Oh My God, Wren...”

“Please, Jax?” I asked. “Please? Just... just give it a try, okay? I hate feeling like I'm not enough for you... and I know that's not your fault! You've been perfect, and so understanding! But I can't help feeling so... so insufficient! But I can't help not feeling ready, either, and the worst part is, I don't even know why! And this... this is the only thing I've been able to come up with that might be able to fix it... the only thing that might fix me! The only way for all three of us to get what we need!”

“I don't know, Wren...” he bit his lip. “You're sure this is really what you want? This isn't the kind of thing you can take back, if you decide later that you made a mistake.”

“I...” I nearly responded that I was... but he deserved more honesty than that. “I'm as sure as I can be, I think. I know I hate the way I feel right now, making you wait. And no matter how much I love you, and how much I know you love me... I know I'd regret it, if I made myself have sex with you when I know I don't feel ready to. And worse... I don't know how long it will be until I do feel ready... or even if I ever will. I don't know what's wrong with me... I know I should feel ready by now. I want to be ready... but I'm not. I've been trying like crazy to figure it out... but I can't. And I can't do anything to fix it, when I don't even know what it is that's broken inside me in the first place! But one thing I do know, is that I am absolutely not willing to risk losing you! So, if Mom's willing to help us out... then I say we give this a try!” I smiled shyly. “And besides... when you really think about it, Mom and I look so much alike, it'll be almost like having sex with me anyways. Just... a little bit bigger in some areas, is all.”

“You know I've never wanted 'bigger'!” he smiled, grabbing both my boobs, and giving them a nice, tight squeeze, making me moan for him again. “I love these pretty little titties! You ask me, they are the exact perfect size!”

“And I'm happy you think so...” I giggled, preening happily at his touch, and his compliments of me. “But can you really tell me you aren't even curious to see what you're getting yourself in for, when I'll be her age? After I've popped out a kiddo or two?”

He laughed, and kissed me again, deep and hard, before slowly pulling away.

“Tell me again this is really what you want,” he demanded.

“Please, Jax...” I nervously bit my lip. “This... this is what I want. I... I want to watch you fuck my mom!”

“Dirty little girl!” he laughed, letting go of my breast to give me a sudden, stinging spank through my skirt, making me yelp. He didn't do that much, when Mom was home, despite knowing how much I loved it when he did. But considering what I was now asking him to do... I guess there was no need to be so worried anymore, about risking her finding out what I let him do to me behind closed doors! “But if we're really going to do this... we aren't going to do it yet. Having sex with her means I won't be able to do anything with you, while I do it. And that, little missy... means you're going to cum for me, first!”

“Anything you say... Daddy!” I giggled, blushing shyly. It was our special little game... I'd been so, so nervous when he'd first asked me to call him that! But I loved it now, more than anything! We usually only did it like that right after school, when Mom wasn't home from work yet, because playing that way always made me get really carried away, and loud. But that didn't matter, now... or at least, it wouldn't soon, not after we went back out there to tell her that he'd agreed to my idea. Which meant for once I could be as loud as I liked, even when she was home to hear!

He smiled wickedly, lifting his ring and middle fingers to my mouth, and I opened up obediently, taking them inside and eagerly starting to suck, swirling them with my tongue to get them nice and slippery and wet. Not that my eager little kitty wasn't producing plenty of lubrication all on its own, from sitting in his lap and making out... but he liked it when I sucked on his fingers first, and that meant I liked it, too!

He removed his fingers, and I quickly stood up, reaching under my skirt and removing my thong, tossing it vaguely in the direction of my hamper as I crawled back into place. He could have just pushed it aside... that's how I mostly let him do it, because I hadn't wanted to tempt him too much with something I wasn't yet ready to give him for real. But... we'd discussed that now, and my plan meant that was no longer going to be an issue. And I really did like it better this way, wearing nothing at all down there so I could focus completely on the feeling of what he was doing to me!

He reached underneath me and started to play, his strong, saliva-slickened fingers sliding up and down against my soft, freshly-shaved little lips. We started kissing again, and as he began slowly teasing his way inside of me, I did the same to his mouth with my tongue. He swirled his against mine... he even closed his lips around it, sucking on it, something he knew always drove me wild! It wasn't long before our kisses devolved into little more than panting into each other's mouths. It wasn't like we were really even doing anything, not like if we'd been having actual sex... but we were both just so turned on and excited, it was like our bodies couldn't tell the difference, reacting like we were running a marathon!

That was when he grabbed my ass with his other hand, pulling me up onto my knees. I knew what that meant; I immediately stripped off my shirt, tossing it to join my thong, as his lips sealed themselves around my tiny little pencil-eraser nipple, and started to suck!

“Oh, yes, Daddy! Yes!” I moaned loudly, wrapping my arms tighter around the back of his neck, pulling him deeper into the flesh of my breast. “I love it, Daddy! I love the way you suck my titties while you're fingering me!”

He raised an eyebrow at me, making me giggle. It wouldn't hurt anything if Mom heard us... and I loved being so naughty like this, narrating what he was doing as he was making me cum for him! I'd never done it this way for an audience before, that was true... But Mom maybe being able to hear me... that just made it even hotter, now!

Like usual, it didn't take me long. I didn't know if it was because his fingers were so much longer, and thicker than mine, or if it was because he was just that much more skilled... or if it was just because it was him, and I was in love. Whatever the reason, he could always make me cum so much faster and harder than I could ever manage myself! I screamed, holding on tight to the back of his neck as the earthquake rattled through me, my entire body shaking, my tight little kitty convulsing helplessly around his fingers. He forced me all the way through to the end, his fingers squelching rapidly, though I could barely even hear them under the sound of my own squeals. But as I finally started easing down, mercifully he slowed. He didn't always do that, which I loved... but as nervous as I was about what was going to be happening next, I was also really excited to see him and Mom. I think he must have picked up on that, and decided one orgasm was enough for now. He slowly withdrew his fingers, holding them up between us, my eyes going wide at what I saw. I really must have been excited, even more than I'd realized! I obediently opened my mouth again, lovingly cleaning his fingers of my absolute flood of sticky white cream!

He patted my butt after I finished, his signal for me to stand. He did too, and pulled me into another slow, deep kiss.

“Last chance before we go out there, Wren,” he said, staring me deep in my eyes, and stroking his fingers through my hair. “Are you sure this is really what you want?”

“I'm sure I want to try,” I told him, as honest as I could be. “I'm sure this is the best I've been able to come up with. I don't know if it's going to work... but it's the best idea I have, for trying to get over whatever it is that's wrong with me, and stopping me from feeling ready like I know I should be.”

“Okay then.” He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He reached down to my hamper, handing me my shirt, and I quickly slipped it back on. He kissed me again, then opened my door, putting his arm around my waist. I leaned against his side, and let him escort me back out to the living room.

“Hey you two,” Mom smiled up at us from her book. “Decided you can't wait until diner, and need a snack?”

“It's okay Mom... you don't have to pretend anymore,” I smiled, hoping she couldn't see how nervous I still was about this. “We talked about it... and Jax agrees with my plan. He wants to have sex with you, just like you do with him.” I knew that was overstating things a bit... but not so much that I thought it counted as an actual 'lie'.

“Is that so?” she asked. She set her book aside, and pushed herself up out of her chair, walking towards us. She was wearing tight black yoga-pants, and an even tighter pink top, showing off not quite as much slender, toned little belly as I was, but close. It wasn't too far outside her normal Saturday apparel, but I knew she'd picked it special, when I'd told her what I was planning to talk to him about today. Jax swallowed nervously beside me as she approached, trying not to stare. I didn't blame him... Mom was stacked! Big, heavy D-cups, that couldn't help but draw the attention of every guy she met!

“You're sure about this, Jackson?” she asked him, stopping just in front of us. “You're sure you want to have sex with me, like Wren wants?”

“Sure...” he coughed, trying to work a sudden frog out of his throat. “'Sure' might be overstating it a bit, if I'm being totally honest. If I wasn't dating Wren... then for sure, I'd be sure!” He shrugged self-consciously at his awkward phrasing. “You're gorgeous, Mrs. C.! Of course I would want to have sex with you, the same as I do with Wren! But if I'm still not entirely sure about the idea... well, I know that Wren is. She wants this... maybe even needs this. So sure or not... I still want to do it. As long as you're sure that you do, too.”

“I think we're in pretty much the same boat,” she smirked. “Honestly... I can't say I'm completely sure either. But I'm... resolved, I guess you could say. Maybe not 'sure'... but sure or not, I've decided I want to do it, too. And... I can't say I'm not looking forward to trying out that cock! No wonder she's so nervous! I would be too, if I'd had to lose my virginity to a monster like that!”

“It isn't just being nervous!” I objected, then lowered my eyes, wrapping my arms around my waist. “It's... it's more than that.”

“I know, sweetie...” Mom said coming closer to wrap me in her arms, kissing my brow. “I'm sorry... I shouldn't have made light of it like that. I was just trying to cut the tension a little bit, that's all.”

I nodded that I understood, hugging her back, before she stepped back, and returned her attention to Jax.

“So, uh... how should we...” he trailed off.

“I think that first, we agree that you can touch me anywhere, and any way, that you want to,” she said, stepping slowly closer again, until the tips of her big, heavy breasts were less than an inch away from his chest. “I know kids your age are all about consent these days... but I swear, nothing dries me up quicker than a guy who's always asking permission. Whatever you want to do, just assume I've already said you can do it. If it's something I decide I actually don't want you to do, then I am more than capable of saying so myself, and I promise not to hold it against you that you tried.”

“Okay... I can work with that,” he smiled, still nervously, but with a noticeable undercurrent of excitement now, as well. “And then?”

“And then... I think you should kiss me. And we can let nature take its course from there.”

He reached slowly upward with his hand—the fingers of which had so recently been inside of me!—and gently ran them through her hair. He dipped his head, she stretched upwards... their lips met. They kissed, slowly at first, but gradually growing more passionate. He put his other hand on her hip, and she wrapped her arms around his waist, one hand stroking slowly up and down his back... the other reaching down to his ass, squeezing unexpectedly, making him jump!

“Touch me, Jackson!” she laughed at his reaction. “Don't make me do all the work!”

He chuckled too, smirking and shaking his head, finally seeming to get over the worst of his nerves... then he spanked her, hard, making her yelp! He squeezed her, hard, and I knew from experience just how amazing that felt, having his big, strong fingers digging deeply into my stinging, tender flesh!

“Mmmm... now that's more like it!” she purred into his lips, her big green eyes, identical to my own, flashing with desire, their kiss becoming a frenzy. God, this was hot! Even more than I'd imagined it would be! I really should have remembered to put my panties back on before we came back out here again... I was so turned on by watching them, I swear my juices were leaking half-way down my thighs already! But suddenly she stopped, turning to look at me. She reached out, grabbing me by the back of my neck, pulling me closer... kissing me, straight on my lips!

“Mmph!” I gasped in shock, as Mom playfully, teasingly flicked her tongue against me. I was still frozen in place, unable to react before she was pulling away again.

“Don't just stand there, sweetie!” she smiled warmly, softly stroking my cheek. “I plan on thoroughly enjoying this, don't get me wrong... but the main reason Jackson and I are doing this is to try to help you! I don't have any better idea what the problem is than you do... but participating, at least as much as you feel able to, is my best guess for how to work your way through it.”

I bit my lip, turning to look at Jax, terrified of what he'd think...

“That was really fucking hot, Wren!” he smiled, stroking my other cheek.

“Really?” I asked, my voice meek and small.

He didn't reply. He just leaned down to kiss me, soft, loving, and slow. Then he kissed Mom again, the exact same way. And then... he waited. Looking at us, expectantly. And this time when we kissed... I met her tongue with my own. God, I had to be crazy! I mean... making out with my own mom? What was I thinking! But... Jax really, really seemed to like it. Like... a lot! I knew pretty much all guys had that whole lesbian-fantasy thing going on in their heads, that part didn't surprise me. But I thought the fact that it was my own mom I was kissing would have overridden that, and squicked him out. Not so, it seemed. In fact... if I didn't know any better, I'd almost think he liked it even more this way! Did he... actually have an incest fetish, that he'd never told me about? That couldn't be right... could it? All I knew for sure was, he sure did seem to be enjoying himself, from the way he was squeezing our asses as Mom and I made out!

“My room!” she breathed as we slowly, reluctantly pulled away, her heavy panting doing things to her chest that even I could barely look away from, never mind Jax! She took us by our hands, and led the way. We stopped at the foot of her bed, and started kissing again, taking turns. We started stripping each other... and I felt a vicious spike of jealousy piercing my heart, as Jax tossed aside Mom's bra, and started lifting and squeezing her huge, soft tits, rubbing his thumbs across her thick, succulent pink nipples, making her moan for him. I guess she most have noticed my reaction, because suddenly her hand was on my breast, making me gasp, squeezing reassuringly as she softly kissed my cheek. I glanced at Jax... he looked nearly as surprised as I was by what she'd just done, but that was definitely lust in his eyes, not disgust.

“You have nothing to be self-conscious about, sweetie...” she purred, not seeming to have noticed my shock. “Yours are absolutely lovely! But if it helps at all... mine were even smaller than yours are, when I was your age. It wasn't until I got pregnant with you that they really started to grow.”

“Really?” I bit my lip.

“Really!” she smiled. “But honestly... you should really try not to worry so much about size, and just learn to love what you have. I've learned to enjoy what I have now, too... but yours are still so perky, and firm! I'd trade with you in a heartbeat, if I could!”

“I tell her all the time how much I love them,” Jax smiled, moving one hand from Mom's to start playing with mine, too. One hand on each of us now; squeezing, playing... comparing. “She never quite seems to believe me.”

“No, I do!” I denied, shaking my head. “I do believe you! It's just...”

“It's just part of being a girl,” Mom smiled with understanding. “No matter what we have... we always wish we had something else, instead.” I shyly nodded my agreement, and she kissed me again.

Mom unzipped my skirt then, letting it fall to my feet. She smirked at me, seeing I wasn't wearing panties, intensifying my blush. I slipped my fingers under the waistline of her yoga pants, dropping to my knees as I pulled them down her legs, leaving her and Jax to continue making out. She was wearing just the sexist little red thong... but I decided to leave that for a minute, and started working on Jax's jeans, instead. He loved it when I got down on my knees for him like this, submissively worshipping his big, thick cock! I loved it, too... maybe even more than he did, honestly. I wouldn't be the one taking care of him this time, but I could still enjoy my part of it, until Mom was ready to take over. I unfastened and pulled down his jeans, rubbing him through his boxers, until I pulled those down, too. He was fully hard already, and sprung eagerly into the air.

“Mmmm...” Mom purred in appreciation, her eyes widening at the sight. I could definitely relate! At least she'd seen a picture first, so she'd known more or less what to expect. The first time I'd seen it, it had nearly given me a heart attack!

She took him into her hand, gently starting to stroke as they kissed. I stayed where I was, resting my head against his hip and wrapping my arms around his leg, pressing my firm little boobs against his thigh, watching from up close. She pulled her thong aside, notching his thick, swollen purple head between her lips. She was shaved like I was, her inner lips noticeably thicker and meatier than mine, but her outer ones were flushed the exact same shade of bright, soft pink as mine always got. She wasn't trying to get him inside yet, I saw right away. Just letting him feel her heat and wetness, as she continued playing with his shaft. I started playing too, reaching up to fondle his big, heavy balls, in just the way I knew he liked best.

It wasn't long before she dropped to her knees. She paused for a moment, licking her lips and staring hungrily at the thin coating of pussy-juice she'd left on his crown, before taking him into her mouth and enthusiastically starting to suck. Honestly, I was surprised she'd been able to resist as long as she had! But... was it bad, that I was so happy to see she couldn't take it as deep as me? I still couldn't deep-throat him, he was far too thick for there to be any hope of that! But after a couple of months practicing nearly every day after school, I'd trained my gag reflex to at least be able to get him to the back of my mouth. Mom could barely even manage his head! Not that Jax seemed to mind; he was moaning softly, his eyes closed in pleasure and his head tilted back, gently running his fingers through our hair.

I had to admit... it was really fun to see him like that! Normally, when I was the one sucking him off, I had to concentrate too much on what I was doing, I could never just sit back and enjoy getting to watch. Which isn't to say I wouldn't have happily traded places with her if she'd asked! But... I wasn't going to offer. This was her turn, today. She was doing me a favour, and I had to respect that... no matter how much I wished I could have been the one sucking on him instead!

She was being really sloppy, using her hands to spread her saliva up and down his shaft. Like mother like daughter, I guess... I really liked doing it that way, too! But then she took him out of her mouth, coming further up onto her knees. She nestled his shaft between her breasts, using her hands to squeeze them tight around him, and started fucking him with her tits!

“Now that...” I moaned, trembling with barely-restrained desire. “That is why I wish I had bigger boobs!”

They both laughed at that, Jax taking me by my hand and pulling me back up to my feet. He kissed me, deeply, grabbing my ass and pulling my hot little pussy hard against his hip, his other hand tightly squeezing my breast, while Mom continued pleasuring him with hers.

I was torn. On the one hand, I really, really wanted to watch him shooting his cum all over those big, soft titties! But on the other... I really wanted to see him inside of her, too! That had always been the plan... but now, with him moaning into my lips as she titty-fucked him, suddenly I couldn't make up my mind which one I wanted more. But it turns out, I was tying myself in knots over it for nothing; the decision had never been mine in the first place.

Mom stood again, her brilliant green eyes positively brimming with sex.

“Lay down on my bed, baby,” she purred at him, lovingly stroking his cock as she stared up into his eyes. “I've never gotten to take a boy's virginity before... and I'm done waiting! I'm going to blow your fucking mind, Jackson... I'm gonna ride this huge fucking cock so good, I'm gonna make you fucking explode in me!”

Jax swallowed nervously, but he did as she said, laying down on his back in the middle of her bed. I slipped in next to him, my cheek on his shoulder, as Mom stripped off her thong, and slowly crawled up on top of him. She looked like some kind of ferocious jungle cat, taking her time, stalking her prey, her huge, heavy tits mesmerizingly swaying beneath her chest as she moved. God, she was sexy! I'd feel like such an idiot if I ever tried something like that... but on her, it actually looked natural, and right! She straddled his hips, lifting herself up, reaching down to notch him into place. She held him there, rocking her hips, grinding his head against her soft, wet little lips. Then, slowly, she lowered herself down.

I wasn't sure who moaned loudest, him or her. I... may have been in the running too, if I was being honest. I couldn't look away! Jax arched his back off the bed, his eyes rolling back in his head. His hands scrambled at the blanket, almost panicked, until she grabbed them herself and yanked them up to clutch at her tits instead, his fingers digging deeply into soft, yielding flesh. He was stretching her so wide... I swear, not in a million years did it look like he could ever possibly fit! But she was doing it, inch by inch. She didn't pause, didn't bounce... she just took him slowly, steadily inside, until she was all the way down.

“God, that's a big cock!” she panted, looking pained... but undeniably (and justifiably!) proud.

“Are you okay, Mom?” I had to ask. “Didn't that hurt, taking it all at once like that?”

“I will be, sweetie, don't you worry,” she chuckled, but that also made her wince. “It's just... going to take me a minute to get used to it, is all. The only time I've ever had something this big inside me, they'd given me an epidural, first!” she laughed, shaking her head, and I blushed as I thought about that. It was true... I really had come out of that tiny, beautiful little pussy. And now my own boyfriend was filling it up with his cock, as I watched! “But I'll be okay. All the best things in life come with a little bit of pain... that's how you know they're worth it!”

“What's it feel like?” I asked, biting my lip, staring between her thighs. I could almost feel my pussy burning in sympathy, as I looked at the way she was being stretched so much!

“Amazing!” Jax gasped. “It's so tight, and hot! God... your pussy feels fucking incredible, Mrs. C.! I can't even believe it!” His response made me giggle. I hadn't been asking him... but that was good to know, too.

“Jackson...” she grinned down at him, shaking her head in amusement. “Your cock is currently trying to force it's way past my cervix... I think that earns you the right to call me 'Connie', don't you?”

“You're amazing Connie! Absolutely incredible!” he obediently repeated.

She giggled, leaning forward until she was able to kiss his lips. “You're sweet... but you should wait until I actually start riding you, before you give me all that praise!”

“I'd better not...” he moaned, shaking his head. “If it feels any better than this does... then I'm pretty sure this is going to be my last chance having enough breath to speak!”

She laughed at that, kissing him again, deeper this time, and then kissing me, too, before pushing herself back up. She started out slow, just an easy, gentle grind. You wouldn't have know it from Jax's reaction, his entire body trembling! He dropped a hand from her breast, wrapping that arm around behind my back, pulling me close. That was wrong, he shouldn't have done that... Mom deserved his full attention, and that meant both of his hands! But... it just felt so good having him hold me like that, squeezing me tight, making me a part of what he and Mom were doing to each other... I couldn't find the strength to resist. I snuggled closer, guiltily, nuzzling against his chest as I stared down between them, one hand stroking his chest. And the other... slipping down between my thighs, gently starting to play with myself as I watched.

“And to answer your question...” Mom moaned, her eyelids fluttering closed. Clearly, Jax wasn't the only one enjoying what she was doing to him! “It's the best thing ever! Physically... it's like a really good, deep stretch. Like... like you've been curled up in bed with a good book all day, not moving at all, and then when you finally stretch, it feels so good, it makes your entire body tremble! And when you actually start moving... that stretch becomes the world's best, deepest, most intimate massage. But that's just the physical side. Mentally, emotionally... it's so much more than that! It's just this enormous, warm feeling of... completion, I guess. Or maybe 'fulfillment', is a better word. Like this is what my body was always meant to do, and I'm finally fulfilling my purpose. It's satisfaction, and pleasure, and pride... it's everything, Wren, really! And God, I've missed it! And when you finally make him cum... especially if you aren't using a condom, and you can actually feel it shooting inside you... there's no better feeling in the world, sweetie, there really isn't! Getting him off with a blowjob, or a titty-fuck... that's good too, I love doing that! But doing it with your pussy, feeling that hot, thick cum filling you up, flowing deep up into your womb... this, this is what our bodies were made for! There's just nothing else like it... nothing else even comes close!”

I trembled, biting my lip as I moaned. It wasn't just her words that were having such an effect on me... it was the way she looked, the way she moved. I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that she really felt it, just as she'd described! I wanted that too! I wanted it so, so much! If only I could be ready for it... if only I could be the one riding Jax's cock, not her! But... that was what this was for, I reminded myself firmly. That was why I'd asked them both to do this for me. I may not have been ready yet... but I would be! I was determined. No matter what it took, I would find a way to make myself ready, so I could finally give myself to him the way he deserved!

Mom started moving more, rolling her hips and she rocked back and forth, enough that several inches of Jax's cock were sliding in and out of her now, and she was making the sexiest little gasps every time she bottomed out. It wasn't what I'd expected; I'd thought that 'riding him' meant she would be bouncing up and down, with his cock pointing more or less straight up inside of her, aimed at the ceiling. Instead, she had it laying almost flat above his belly, the rocking of her hips serving not just to slide him in and out of her, taking care of his pleasure, but also grinding her clitty against him, taking care of hers! I never would have thought of that! It looked like it would be easier, too... much less energy involved, compared to actually lifting myself straight up and down. If I could ever get the hang of rolling my hips like that, that was! But the more I watched... the more I thought I could probably do it. I wondered how many other little tricks like that she knew, for other positions... Suddenly, I was feeling a lot more confident in this little experiment of mine! Being ready for sex, that was one thing. I wasn't there yet... but I had to trust that I would be, in time. But actually being good at sex... that was a different question entirely! I was not going to waste this opportunity, and I made myself a promise; by the time I was ready to try it myself, I was going to have learned every single position, technique, and trick Mom knew!

She grew gradually more vigorous as I watched, her wet little pussy squelching delectably, her full, heavy tit—the one Jax didn't currently have a death-grip on—bouncing in time. Jax moaned louder, his hand sliding down my side to my ass, squeezing tight. I turned my head, kissing his chest, and started rubbing myself more intently between my thighs. It was so freaking hot! Like watching a really steamy porno scene... only about a million times better, being there to witness it in person!

Mom started... not gasping, exactly. It was like she was holding her breath for a moment, and then it was all coming out at once. I didn't know what to make of it. Her rocking developed an irregular hitch, and she started really throwing herself down to the base of Jax's cock, her firm little ass slapping loudly against his thighs.

“Oh, God!” she suddenly squealed, her back arching with her head thrown back. She pushed herself fully down onto him, rolling her hips in tiny, fast little circles, her entire body shaking. Jax groaned, his hand squeezing my ass so hard, it made my eyes roll back in my head! He wasn't cumming like she was... I knew what he sounded like when he came, and this wasn't it. But whatever her spasming little pussy was doing to his cock, it must have felt really, really good!

It was a long one... and when she finally finished coming down from it, and lowered her head to meet his gaze, there was such a wicked, predatory gleam in her eyes, it literally made me gasp! She started riding him again, harder and faster than before, gasping and moaning with delight.

“Oh, God Mrs. C.!” he moaned. Her eyes flashed, and she reached up to pinch his nipple, hard! “Connie! I meant Connie!” he gasped, and she released her grip, stroking his pec instead, caressing away the pain she'd just caused. “You feel so amazing, Connie... if you keep riding me so hard like this, I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to last!”

“Good!” she purred, grinning fiendishly down at him, not letting up a bit. “But try as hard as you can, baby. I'm going to make you cum anyways, no matter what... But the harder you try not to cum, the better it will feel, for both of us, when I make you!”

His eyes widened, but he nodded his understanding. And I... I took my masturbation up to eleven, slipping my ring and middle fingers inside myself, and absolutely going to town! I hadn't recognized the signs in time, when Mom had been getting close... but I was intimately familiar with what Jax looked like, in the lead-up to his. I was going to get myself right up to the edge... then hold myself there, waiting, so I could cum at the exact same time he did!

Mom was just so freaking sexy... and Jax was too, of course! I couldn't get enough of seeing that big, thick cock of his disappearing in and out of that tiny, wet little hole! But... I was used to seeing Jax's cock. Seeing mom this way... this was still brand new to me, and extra, super-exciting because of it! Watching her taking control, dominating him, using him like a living, breathing fuck-toy, making him completely subservient to her pleasure... I could never do that. I... I didn't even want to do that! I liked being submissive to him, and having him being the one in control. I liked it when he pushed me down to my knees, and told me just what he wanted me to do. I wanted to have sex with him, yes, just as soon as I could make myself be ready. But... not the way Mom was. I wanted him to be the one dominating me, not the other way around!

But... that didn't stop it from being super fucking-hot, watching her doing it to him!

“Oh, God, Connie...” he moaned again, writhing on the bed. He was so, so close now, and I was right there with him! I was barely even able to touch myself now, hovering right on the edge.

“Don't you dare, baby!” she growled, leaning forward menacingly, tightly grabbing his pecs, her sharp little nails digging into his skin. She sped up yet again, the sound of flesh upon flesh echoing off the walls of her bedroom. “I'm your girlfriend's mother, Jackson... Don't you dare spill that hot, potent teenage cum into this needy, greedy little cunt!”

“Unnngh!” he groaned, driven past any capacity to resist. His hips were bucking off the bed, driving into her as deep as he could reach, actually lifting her into the air, he was so desperate to deliver his seed! I was only seconds behind him, squealing and kicking as I squirmed helplessly against his side. But Mom... Mom took the crown. She let out a long, piercing scream, so loud it hurt my ears, her entire body trembling, only fading into silence as she finally ran out of air. She collapsed onto his chest, twitching and moaning, as he continued slamming into her from below, filling her with everything he had to give!

None of us spoke... none of us had the breath to even try! But eventually, gradually, we all faded down from our relative peaks, and started happily squirming together.

“Did I... did I do okay, Connie?” Jax finally found the strength to ask.

“You were wonderful, baby!” she nuzzled against his chest, purring in satisfaction like the cat that got the cream. Which... was a strangely appropriate phrase for what had just happened, now that I thought about it. “Your cock... fuck, your cock is fucking magnificent, baby!” She shuddered with residual pleasure. “And you held out long enough for me to cum twice... which is much more than I was expecting from a boy your age, especially for it being your first time! I hope I didn't hurt you too much? I... may have lost control a little at the end there, digging my nails into your chest like that.”

“Worth it!” he chuckled, reaching down to pinch her on her ass, making her squeak! She laughed, shimmying her hips, making him gasp and clutch at her ass. Mine too, actually... but I was pretty sure that was just reflex, not intentional. It still felt amazing, even so.

“On that note... as much as I would love to lay here cuddling for the rest of the afternoon, waiting for your cock to fall out on its own... it's kinda been pushing on my bladder ever since we started, and now I really have to pee!” she giggled. She lifted herself up, kissing him forcefully on his lips—and then kissing me, too—before peeling herself away and darting off into her bathroom, her sexy, naked little ass wiggling hypnotically, until she closed the door behind her, cutting off our view.

“So?” I murmured, tilting my head to look up into his eyes, nervously biting my lip.

“So...” he smiled back at me, slowly, lovingly running his fingers through my hair. “I don't want to put any additional pressure on you. But I hope you realize, I am now really looking forward to having sex with you, even more than I was before!”

“Yeah?” I asked, sudden, excited butterflies dancing in my tummy again.

“Your mom is great, Wren. I like her a lot, and sex with her is amazing. But I'm not in love with her... I'm in love with you!”

“Right answer!” I giggled, and kissed him, hard, until I ran out of breath again.

“Feel like cleaning me up?” he grinned, glancing meaningfully down at his cock.

“Really?” I gasped, looking down, my eyes going wide. I'd been too distracted to notice before, but I now saw that his cock was absolutely covered in Mom's creamy white girl-cum!

“You always love sucking your own, off my fingers,” he smirked. “You can't tell me you aren't dying to know what hers tastes like, on my cock!”

“I...” I smiled, shaking my head. What could I say? He knew me too well! I gave him one more kiss first, softer and quicker this time, before sliding down the bed to explore my new treat. It tasted... pretty much like mine did, really. I little bit salty, but not unpleasantly so. But knowing it was hers, instead of mine, gave me an extra, naughty burn of pleasure in my chest as I worked to clean him up.

“Oooh!” Mom exclaimed, her voice surprising me and making me jump; I hadn't heard the door opening from the bathroom. “Save some for me!” She bounced up onto the bed, flopping herself down on Jax's other side, and immediately began licking her side of his shaft. I giggled shyly, a huge pink blush rising in my cheeks... but if Mom was doing it too, she could hardly criticize me for acting so slutty, could she? We cleaned him off quickly, but still kept licking, kissing, and sucking on him long past the time we'd finished. And kissing each other, too. Sometimes by accident, as we swirled him with our tongues. Other times, just full-on making out with each other, as we held and played with him in our hands. I loved how floppy and soft he got after cumming... but just like always, I wasn't able to enjoy it for long.

“Teenage stamina...” she giggled, happily shaking her head once we'd gotten him hard for us again. “I'd almost forgotten what it was like!” She purred against his crown, staring up into his eyes. “What do you say, Jackson? Do you want to try fucking me this time? Doggy-style, maybe?”

“Absolutely!” he agreed, then turned nervously to me. “Umm... assuming that's okay with Wren, that is.”

I bit my lip and nodded my head, not trusting my voice not to betray just how much I wanted him to.

“Here, sweetie, come sit up at the head of the bed,” Mom told me, helping me crawl into place and setting me up with her pillows behind my back. I didn't understand why, but if she thought that would be the best position to watch from, I wasn't going to fight her on it. She moved into position right in front of me, dropping down to her hands and knees... and before I understood what she intended, she'd pushed opened my knees, bending down to kiss me on my pussy!

“Mom!” I squeaked, pushing her away and snapping my legs closed again, my eyes about to pop right out of my head in shock!

“What's wrong, sweetie?” she asked, settling to sit back onto her ankles as she raised her head, tilting it in confusion. “Do you... not want me to?”

“She's never let me go down on her either,” Jax said. “I've offered... but I didn't want to push.”

“Oh! I didn't realize...” she frowned. “Is that... part of you not feeling ready, sweetie? Is that why?”

“I...” I swallowed nervously. “I don't know...” But that was a lie. I did know. And I knew I owed her, owed both of them, the truth. “What if... what if I taste... bad?”

“Oh, sweetie...” Mom smiled, slowly shaking her head. “I think every girl worries about that... but it's almost never true! Not unless you have a yeast infection, or you're on your period, neither of which is the case here. I'm not expecting you to taste like cupcakes and lollipops... if you did, then we really would have a problem! Pussy just tastes like pussy... an acquired taste, maybe, but one I happen to enjoy.”

“Really?” I asked, chewing my lip. “You're not just saying that?”

“Really!” she confirmed. “I would never try to force you, you know that. If you don't want to, then we won't, and that'll be that. You can just watch, and maybe play, to whatever extent you feel comfortable with. But... I haven't gotten to go down on a girl since I was in high school myself! I'd really, really like the chance to do it again, if you'll let me.”

“I... I guess we can try. If you're sure you really want to,” I smiled shyly. She kissed me again, on my mouth this time, soft and slow. I moaned into her lips... and slowly spread my knees again. This time she went slowly, working her way down my neck, and my chest. She sucked on my nipples, making me gasp! She was... softer, than when Jax did it. Less... hungry, maybe. I liked her way, too. Maybe... maybe I could get them to both suck on my titties, one on each, at the same time? But I'd barely thought of it, when Mom was already working her way down my belly, over my soft, smooth little mound, and onto my pussy again.

I moaned, my eyes fluttering closed, running my fingers through her hair. She was barely even doing anything yet, and already it felt incredible! Just gently kissing, her hot, humid breath rushing out across all my softest, most sensitive little bits! She grinned up at me from between my thighs, slipping her hands in under my butt, giving me a squeeze, making me moan... and then she wiggled hers side to side in the air, a wordless invitation to Jax. He moved eagerly into place, resting one hand on her ass, the other wrapped around his shaft, lining himself up.

I could have been blindfolded, and I still would have known the precise moment he entered her, from the sudden wave of colder, drier air drawn across my clit by her gasp. She moaned then, and that was hotter again... God, this was intense! Never mind her lips on me... just the hot and cold air rushing in and out of her lungs was already enough to send rippling waves of pleasure up and down my spine!

Jax, wisely I thought, was more cautious penetrating her than she'd been, sliding herself onto him earlier. He worked himself in slowly, thrusting gently, rather than trying to push it in all at once. Mom was moaning happily into my folds, seemingly perfectly content to let him use whatever pace he liked. He finally pushed himself tight against her ass, making her moan as he entered her fully. Our positioning meant he and I were staring straight at each other; he smiled shyly, shrugging at me, as he took a tighter grip on her hips and started fucking her harder.

I almost laughed. It was just so ridiculous! Staring straight into my boyfriend's beautiful blue eyes, as he fucked my Mom's pussy, while she was eating mine... it was absurd! But laughter... that wasn't what the moment called for. I liked laughing, and playing, during sex. Well... during blowjobs and fingering, I mean. But Jax and I hadn't started out being able to do that. It had taken time first, for us to really become comfortable with each other, before we could laugh during sex and know it was because we were just having fun together, not that we were laughing at one another. I hoped we'd be able to do that with Mom, too... but we weren't there yet. So, no laughing. But looking straight into his eyes like that, I needed to do something, before I broke out in giggles regardless!

“Fuck her, Daddy!” I moaned to him. “Fuck this little slut! Fuck her good!”

It was only after the words had already left my mouth, and I saw Mom's beautiful green eyes expanding nearly to the size of saucers, that I realized what I'd just said. She didn't know about our 'Daddy'-time... that was the one thing I'd held back from telling her, when I'd asked her to do this for me! But... she knew now, that was for sure! And calling her a slut? Where had that even come from? What on earth had I been thinking? I swallowed nervously, staring down into her eyes, unsure of how she would react. She lifted herself up a little, twisting around to look back at Jax.

“Oooooh, Please, Daddy!” she squealed, her voice pitched artificially high and girlish, unlike anything I'd ever heard from her before. “I've been such a naughty, dirty little whore, Daddy! Please... punish me! Spank me! Pull my hair! Please... I need to be punished, Daddy! I need you to punish this naughty, dirty little cunny with your big, thick, hard daddy cock!”

Jax's eyes went even wider than mine must have been, hearing that! But... he recovered quicker. And I could attest... he definitely knew just how to give her what she was asking for!

“Eeep!” she squealed at the first slap of his hand on her ass, moaning in pleasure as he followed up with an almost bruisingly-tight squeeze.

“Is that what you like, you little slut?” he demanded, his voice suddenly low and growly... the same voice that always sent bolts of lightning surging straight for my ovaries, whenever he used it on me! Even just getting it second-hand, not even aimed at me, still made me tremble. “You like it when I punish this pretty little ass?”

“Yes, Daddy! Yes!” she squealed, wriggling her ass for him, making them both moan in time. “I've been such a bad little girl... seducing my daughter's boyfriend, begging him to have sex with me! I need to be punished, Daddy! Please!”

He reached forward, gathering up her long, soft brunette hair, wrapping it around his fist at the back of her head. Then he pushed her down, hard, right into my pussy! She moaned, her body trembling with desire, and so did mine, as she started eating my hot, wet little pussy about a thousand times more ravenously than she had been before!

“That's it, you little slut!” he moaned, as he started fucking her faster, and harder. “Eat that pussy! Show your daughter how grateful you are, that she's letting you share her boyfriend's cock!”

Daddy, boyfriend, mother, daughter... the fantasy didn't even make sense, I didn't know who was supposed to be who. She'd seduced my boyfriend, and was getting punished by Daddy, who either was or wasn't also my boyfriend at the same time? Whatever... I didn't even care! It was just fucking hot, that's all I knew about it! I don't think they cared either, and the dirty-talk quickly tapered off anyways; we were all spending too much effort just trying to breathe! Jax slid his free hand in under her chest, tightly squeezing her tit; he'd only occasionally let go to deliver another spank instead, before going right back to her breast again. And Mom... I barely even knew what Mom was doing, other than that it felt freaking amazing! She'd lick, and swirl, and suck, all the while tightly kneading the flesh of my butt with her hands. She did this one thing... she sucked my itty-bitty little clitty as deep as she could into her mouth, then pinched it hard between her lips, and started flicking it fast with the very tip of her tongue....

“Oh, God! Oh! Oh Mommyyyy!” I squealed, thrashing, my thighs closing vice-like around her head as she made me cum for her. She gave me a little bit of a break after that, thank God, just kissing the little divot where my thigh met the rest of my body. That felt so much better than something so simple had any right to! But then she was right back to my clitty again—just in time for her to cum, next!

“Daddyyyy! Oh, I love it, Daddy! I love the way you punish meeee!” she wailed and shook, Jax giving her an extra helping of spanks to carry her all the way through.

So much for me thinking Mom was always going to be the dominant one! She could be, when she wanted to, she'd already more than proven that! But she could obviously be submissive, too. And this... being held down and force-fucked like Jax was doing to her now? God... Yes, please! This was exactly the kind of thing I wanted him to do to me, once I was ready!

I wouldn't have blamed her for giving up on eating me, after going through something so intense. But Mom could be stubborn like that... and I absolutely had not inherited that trait, no matter what she said! She wasn't as good at it now as she had been earlier, she was spending too much effort trying to catch her breath now instead, but it still felt wonderful, and I could feel myself slowly, steadily climbing that hill once again. I was getting closer, and closer... I bit my lip, thinking. Ahhh, screw it! Why not? I'd let Mom in on our Daddy-time secret, and just look at how well that had turned out! I was getting so, so close...

“Please, Daddy! Please may I cum?” I begged. And once more, Mom's eyes went wide in surprise... but then she grinned, and redoubled her efforts on my clitty, making me gasp.

“Not yet, baby!” Jax grinned down at me. He was breathing so heavily, sweat glistening on his face and chest... God, he looked so sexy like that! “No cumming, for either of you, until I fill Mommy's pussy with my cum!”

I whimpered, squirming piteously... I'd been afraid he was going to say that! But... that was the point, of course. Daddy-time only rarely meant denial games; usually, Jax liked making me cum over and over again, preferring that method of torturing me instead. But when he did make me wait, it always resulted in an extra-super-big one, when he finally told me I could. At least I could tell he was close.

“Please, Daddy, Please!” Mom begged too. “Please, fill this naughty little cunny with your cum!”

“Cunny, or Connie?” I teased, giggling wickedly at my joke. She rolled her eyes... and bit me, right on my vulnerable, sensitive little clitty, making me squeal! It was so completely unexpected, it nearly made me break Daddy's rules, and cum without permission! I only just barely managed to hold off. Of course, it hadn't really been a 'bite', per se... just a tiny, playful little nip. But still, note to self; no more teasing Mom while she was eating my pussy... not unless I wanted her 'eating' it for real!

“Oh, take it you little slut!” Daddy grunted, giving her one last spank, then grabbing her titty, hard! “Take my fucking cum!”

Mom and I screamed; I'm not even sure which of us started cumming first. Mom's lasted longer though... lucky bitch, having Daddy's cock inside her to keep her going like that! Honestly, I was impressed he was still able to thrust for her like that. I knew how sensitive he got after I sucked him off, and I was sure it had to be even more intense, with his entire cock wrapped inside her quivering little cunny like that! But he did it for her, showing no signs of stopping, no matter how much she squealed, shook, and half-heartedly tried to get away. Not until she put her mind to it, and peeled herself off of him for real, collapsing to her side and rolling onto her back with an exhausted, satisfied laugh. Jax did the same, falling face down (and nearly face-first into my pussy, in the process!), draping his arm negligently over Mom's slender little belly. That left me in a bit of an awkward position, but I eventually got my limbs back under enough control that I could scoot myself down to his other side, snuggling close and running my hand up and down his muscular, sweat-covered back.

“Wow...” Mom murmured sleepily from her side of the bed. “That was... unexpected.”

“In a good way? Or...” I asked, nervously chewing my lip. She'd obviously enjoyed it while it had been happening... but was she reevaluating what she'd allowed us all to do, now that the moment had passed, and the guilt and regret were settling in?

“In a good way,” she purred. “In a very, very good way! God, it's been a long time since I had a guy really dominate me like that! That was amazing! Thank you... Daddy!” she giggled. “You have no idea how much I've been needing that!”

“You are very, very welcome... baby!” Jax chuckled, leaning over to kiss her shoulder. That was my pet name! But... under the circumstances, I decided I didn't mind. We could both be Daddy's 'baby'. Only... maybe I'd ask him to pick a new one, too? One that would always be just for me. I'd always liked the sound of 'kitten'... It made me think of being all soft, and cuddly... but also secretly naughty, since 'kitten' was really just a polite way of saying 'pussy'! Yeah... I'd definitely have to talk to him about calling me kitten now, and not just baby.

Also... maybe next time, if I knew beforehand that we were going to play like that, maybe I could set up a fantasy for us that would be a little more consistent than the one we'd just improvised? Like... maybe she could be my big sister, showing me what sex was like by letting me watch her with her boyfriend? I'd have to think about that. A fantasy, or the truth, I liked either... but that half-and-half mix, that had taken me out of it a bit. But... I was probably just thinking about it too much. 'Post-nut clarity', that's what the boys called it, wasn't it? I was definitely over-analyzing. Did I really expect them to have invented perfect, logically-consistent dialogue, while they were right in the middle of trying to fuck each other half to death? I rolled my eyes again, at myself this time. I was being dumb. As long as we got to keep doing more of what we'd just done, I didn't care if what we said while doing it didn't make a whole lot of sense afterwards!

I lifted myself a little, biting my lip as I stared at Jax's ass. He had a really, really nice one... but I don't think I'd ever seen it fully naked and exposed like this. Little glimpses here and there, when I'd been sucking his cock, sure. But never just laying down on my bed, not wearing anything at all. I slid my hand downwards, starting to caress and squeeze. He chuckled, flexing playfully at my touch, making me giggle. But that's when I looked across... Oh, wow! I'd thought there's been a lot of cream on Jax's cock before, but that was nothing compared to the amount coating Mom's pussy! Should I? Did I dare?

Who was I kidding? After what she'd just done for me, of course I was going to!

I lifted myself gently... her eyes were closed, relaxing in the afterglow. I grinned, and moved as slowly as I could, hoping she'd think the shifting of weight was just me squirming on the bed, trying to get comfortable. I leaned down...

“Eeep!” she squeaked as my lips made contact, and I broke into a giggle. Then I kissed her again, and she sighed, running her fingers through my hair and opening her thighs.

“What are you two doing back there?” Jax asked, rolling until he could see. Then it was my turn to squeak, as he slipped out from under me and spun himself around, pushing me to my back and diving between my thighs. I guess he really did want to! Part of me had always wondered, if the reason he'd offered was just because it was expected, after I'd started going down on him. But nope! Definitely not! I moaned, trembling happily as he bathed me with his tongue. You could not fake enthusiasm like that!

“Hey, no fair! That's my little pussy-licker! No stealing!” Mom laughed, poking him on his hip. “Up onto your sides, both of you! Eat her as much as you want... but let her keep eating me, and give me your cock, while you do!”

It took some rearranging, but eventually we got ourselves into a nice little triangle, each laying on our side with one leg raised, Jax resting his cheek on my inner thigh as he went down on me, me on Mom, and Mom on him. It was awkward, and inconvenient, and uncomfortable... and an absolutely stupid amount of fun! None of us came from it, but that was okay. It was just about loving, cleaning, and taking care of each other. And for that... it was perfect!

“What do you think?” Mom finally asked. “Shower first, before we go make supper? Getting all hot and sweaty is fun while you're doing it... but after it starts to dry, it just feels gross!”

Of course we agreed, and Mom led the way into her bathroom. Unlike the one off the hall that was mine and guests' and had a normal tub-and-shower combo, hers had a big, glass-walled walk-in shower, and an extra-big, stand-alone tub. Honestly, I think that bathroom was the entire reason she'd bought the place! We got in under the shower, soaping, kissing, and playing. Predictably, it wasn't long before Jax started to respond. And seeing Mom's huge, soapy tits...

“Hey Mom...” I asked, biting my lip. “Do you think, before we go make supper... maybe I could watch you give Jax a titty-fuck? A real one this time, so I can watch him cumming on them?”

“You don't have to ask me twice!” she laughed. She kissed me, kissed Jax, then backed him up against the tile. She changed the angle on the showerhead, so it wouldn't be spraying her in her face, and dropped to her knees. Just like before, she wrapped him between her tits, squeezing him tight, and starting to bounce them up and down. Only this time, her soaped-up boobs were much more slippery than with just the saliva she'd been relying on before. And from the look on Jax's face, and the sounds he was making as she did it, it must have made one heck of a difference!

“You know what... come here, sweetie,” Mom said. “Come snuggle right up behind me.” I quirked my eyebrow in confusion, but did as she said. Did she think I'd be able to see better from there? Because I definitely couldn't. It did mean I got to have my titties pressed against the warmth of her back, which was nice... but I'd have traded that for a better view of her titty-fucking him, so I wasn't sure what she intended. Not until she let go of her boobs, took my hands, and made me grab hold of them, instead!

“Yours might not be big enough to do this yourself, sweetie...” she giggled, settling her own hands right on top of mine, rearranging Jax's cock a little again, and showing me how to squeeze. “But anytime you want to, you're more than welcome to borrow mine!” She started to move my hands, guiding me into jiggling her roughly up and down. I was afraid I might be hurting her... but not from the look of pure, unadulterated joy on her face as I did it. Once I'd gotten the hang of it, the took her hands away, letting me do it all on my own... and reached down to start playing with herself instead, happily masturbating as I used her huge, slippery tits to pleasure my boyfriend's cock!

I was in heaven! The number of times I'd fantasized about having Mom's huge, spectacular tits... It was almost like I really did, now! And with my own pressed so firmly against her warm, soft back, gently sliding against her with every move we made, stimulating my nipples... If I closed my eyes, I could almost believe it was real! But closing them meant not seeing Jax's cock wrapped between her tits, so other than a few testing moments of imagination, that was a price I was unwilling to pay.

Turns out... boobs are heavy! Like, really heavy! I guess I'd always known that, intellectually, but nothing drove the lesson home quite like trying to lift a pair of them up and down, up and down, over and over again to make Jax come! I managed it, eventually... and watching that huge, white fountain bursting into the air, splashing heavily all over Mom's tits... Well, it made up for my sore muscles, and then some! Especially since Mom chose that exact same moment to cum herself. She must have been doing the same thing I'd done, holding herself right on the edge until it was time. Jax helped us both back up to our feet after, and Mom turned around to face me. She didn't even have to ask; I was already licking it off her before she had the chance! She giggled sweetly, stroking her fingers through my soft, wet hair. My only regret is that there wasn't as much of it as there could have been. That was unavoidable, considering that he'd already cum twice before this. But I still resolved that next time we tried doing it like this, we'd make sure to do it first, not third! In fact... maybe I'd wait until the next time he had family commitments, and we couldn't see each other for a day or two. Normally, I had no problem with him masturbating if I wasn't available to take care of him myself. But next time... I think I'd ask him not to. I wanted him to store it up, so that when he was finally able to come over again, he could absolutely drown Mom's tits in his cum!

We got out and dried each other off, going down to the kitchen to make supper, not bothering with clothes. I felt so naughty, walking around the house naked like that, where anyone walking by could see in through the windows! That wasn't really much of a risk, of course... but it felt like it was, which was sending shivers of excitement up and down my spine. Tacos were easy, which meant we had plenty of time to touch and tease while we were making them. We ate at the table, which felt strangely normal despite our lack of clothes, other than the way all three of us were playing footsie together underneath. We dealt with the dishes—until Mom bent over to put her plate into the dishwasher, and suddenly Jax was right up behind her, rubbing himself along the cleft of her ass.

“Mmmm...” she moaned happily, rocking her hips to rub back against him. But when he backed away, and tried angling himself for her pussy, she stood.

“One minute!” She stretched, pulling him down to kiss him on the lips. “Don't move! I'll be right back!” She scurried off, the wiggling of her beautiful, round little ass drawing our eyes like magnets as she hurried off up the stairs. Jaz looked at me, and I just shrugged, stepped closer, and took the opportunity to start kissing him in her place. She obviously had something in mind, but there was no point trying to guess; I was sure we'd be finding out soon enough.

It took more than the minute we'd been promised, but when she reappeared, she was wearing her sexy, candy-red, five-inch stiletto heels, and nothing else. She stalked back over to us, hips swaying seductively. I stepped away to the side, though I kept my hand of Jax's ass as she took my place, her huge, soft tits squishing beautifully against his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck as she hungrily kissed his lips.

“I'm too short,” she giggled into his mouth. “This position needs heels!” She turned around then, bending over and bracing herself in front of the sink, rubbing herself against his crotch. He laughed, giving her a playful little spank, making her yelp. Then he lined himself up, and slid inside.

I cuddled up closer beside him, and he wrapped his arm around me to take hold of Mom's hip, holding me tight. He started fucking her, gently at first but quickly growing more forceful, as he and I kissed. I still had one hand on his ass, and the other... I slid under Mom's chest, to begin squeezing and playing with her full, hanging breast! It was so hot... I couldn't get enough of the way his ass felt in my hand, his strong, firm muscles flexing rhythmically under his skin as he fucked her, her boob jiggling in my hand as he did! But even more than that... I kept imagining someone watching us through the windows over the sink! Some dirty old man, a stranger, stroking himself off as he watched us... Or maybe even a boy my age from the neighbourhood, someone I knew from school, who would recognize me, frantically beating his meat as he watched me playing with my own mother's huge, heavy tit! Or even better... a young girl, having her first sexual experience, eyes wide with shock as she stared, tentatively touching her hairless little kitty, exploring the unfamiliar tingling she'd never felt before... surprising herself with her first-ever orgasm as she watched!

I shivered in place just thinking about it, moaning into Jax's mouth as we made out. It was so completely, utterly perfect! This was exactly what I'd imagined all along, when I'd first come up with my plan; getting to kiss, cuddle, and make out with him, while he had his cock inside of Mom! Unfortunately for me, the effort of fucking her so good soon meant he was breathing heavier, and could no longer divert as much attention to our kiss. But that was okay too... I nuzzled happily against his chest, looking down at Mom's beautiful, violin-shaped back and ass, the lower curve of her butt flushed a bright, soft pink from his spankings, watching my boyfriend's huge, thick cock desperately pounding inside her!



She came, squealing and trembling, Jax's hips slapping loudly against her sexy little round ass. I was shaking too, just a little—and nobody was even touching me! At least, not in any way that should have given me a reaction like that. Sympathetic tremors of watching such a powerful orgasm, I guess.

“Ohhh, lick me, baby!” Mom suddenly moaned, catching me completely off guard. “Lick my clitty while Daddy fucks me!” My eyes went wide, as did Jax's... but his wicked, encouraging smile settled my nerves. Not entirely... but enough that I was able to overcome my anxiousness, sliding down to my knees and easing myself into place.

Oh, wow... I'd seen him fucking her now, several times, but never from so close up. He was sliding rapidly in and out, his shaft covered with thick, slippery white girl-cum, her beautiful lips stretched so wide, welcoming him eagerly. But my target... her gorgeous little pink clitty, poking out proudly from under her hood. I leaned in, and gently started to lick.

“Ooooh, yes, baby!” Mom moaned. “Right there! Lick Mommy's clitty!”

I giggled guiltily, gradually growing more confident. I'd licked her earlier, cleaning her off... but this was so much different than that. I started kissing, sucking... trying to remember all the things she'd done to me, when she'd made me cum for her. I couldn't do much with her lips, since they were obviously occupied... but I couldn't resist licking the base of Jax's cock, letting it slide back and forth over the tip of my tongue as he fucked her! He moaned happily... honestly, I was surprised he'd even been able to notice, when he had Mom's entire hot little pussy wrapped around him, too! But it made me happy and proud that he did. I tried to make myself concentrate mostly on Mom's clit, but every so often, I just couldn't help myself, and extended my tongue lower for another lick of his cock.

Mom came again, taking me by surprise. I'd assumed she would keep following her same pattern, cumming once part way through, and then again when the feeling of Jax cumming in her sent her over the edge. But I guess having me licking her clitty for her gave her the extra little push she needed. She squealed and shook... and as I saw the sudden burst of cream appearing on Jax's cock, I just had to extend my tongue, licking up as much of it as I could!

She was just starting to come down from it, her slender, sexy thighs still shaking with the aftereffects, when Jax started grunting, slamming in deep. Mom screamed! She rocketed straight into another orgasm, right on the heels of her last, the inescapable joy of his release inside her sending her hurtling into the abyss! My eyes went wide, I didn't know what to do! So... I did the only thing I could think of; I sealed my lips around her clit, sucking as hard as I could, and started flicking her bean with my tongue!

That... may have been a mistake. I'm still not sure. It worked, there's no debating that! But... maybe it worked a little bit too well. By the time she finally finished cumming, she could barely even stand; Jax helped her back up to vertical, wrapping her in his arms, comfortingly kissing her neck. I moved to start kissing her thighs and belly instead, giving her what I was sure was a much-needed break. But then he pulled out of her, before he'd even had a chance to go soft, and I got another surprise; his hand on the back of my head, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he pulled my mouth back onto Mom's creamy, freshly-fucked little snatch!

Mom gasped, trembling... and I moaned into her folds, eagerly starting to lick. She could always stop me, if it really did become too much for her. I cleaned her thoroughly, searching out every last drop of her creamy, delicious cum! I may have gotten a tiny bit of Jax's, too... but I knew most of his would still be way up inside her, where I couldn't reach. It was so exciting, getting to eat her out for real this time! I hadn't gotten to make her cum for me yet (I wasn't counting the joint-effort Jax and I had just done) and unless she actually made me, there was no way I wasn't going to stop until she did! I licked, kissed, sucked and swirled, slowly, lovingly running my hands up and down the backs of her thighs. I could hear kissing coming from above me, and I spared a glance to confirm Jax was playing with her tits again, but that was okay. Some titty-play would probably help her out, but that didn't change the fact that this next orgasm was going to be mine! Well... hers, of course. But also mine, because I was the one who was going to give it to her!

When it finally hit her, it was much softer than I was expecting. She still squealed, and shook, jerking her hips, covering my face with hot, creamy goo. But it wasn't like before, not even close, not like when Jax had been the one making her cum. I felt so terrible, and useless... like I'd failed her. But then she was grasping at me, trying to pull me to my feet. I rose reluctantly... and suddenly understood—she was almost asleep on her feet, nearly unconscious! I kissed her, soft and gentle, and she wrapped her arms around me, holding me close. I hadn't failed after all... she'd just been through so many orgasms in such a short period of time, they'd left her too worn out and weak, unable to respond the way she normally would have! I kissed her again... then turned around, quickly cleaning my face at the sink. I loved her cum... but there were limits, even for me!

“I, uhh...” she moaned. “I don't think I trust myself to walk right now.”

“Not a problem!” Jax chuckled. He took her hand in his, and before I'd even realized what he intended, he'd bent down, scooped her onto his shoulder, and stood back up, holding her with his arm around the back of her thighs, her torso laying down over his back.

“Jackson, no!” she squealed. “Put me down!”

“Me no Jackson!” he grunted, cave-man style, using his free hand to slap her ass, making her yelp. “Me Grog. You pretty girl. Grog fuck pretty girl! Make Grog happy!”

“Eeek!” she squealed and laughed, helplessly fluttering her feet, and reaching out to me with her hands. “Wren, help!”

“No way!” I giggled, vigorously shaking my head. “Don't you go trying to drag me into this! I try to help, and next thing you know, Grog will be trying to fuck me!”

“You also pretty girl!” Jax turned to face me, confirming with a grin. “Grog like fuck you, too! But... Grog wait 'til you ready. 'Til then, Grog fuck this pretty girl!” He slapped her ass again, earning another squeal, and started carting her off out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I followed close behind, teasing her as if I was reaching out to help her, but never quite close enough for her to grab hold. She scowled playfully at me... and decided to give up, taking advantage of her awkward position to grab Jax's ass, instead. He laughed and spanked her again, and there was much squealing and kicking until he finally flipped her off his shoulder, and she landed bouncing in the middle of the bed. Jax wasn't quite recovered yet, though he was already well on his way; we climbed up on either side of her, fondling and kissing her, while she grabbed his cock, stroking to get him ready.

I wasn't paying much attention to what was happening over there, having too much fun kissing her and playing with her big, soft boobs. But suddenly she was lifting her long, slender legs straight up into the air, and he was chuckling, moving down beneath her. She put his ankles up on his shoulders, still wearing her unbelievably sexy red heels, as he guided himself into place, holding her by the tops of her thighs as he pushed his way inside. She moaned into my mouth, eyes fluttering closed in pleasure.

“Mmmm... sit on my face, baby!” she purred. “I want to taste you again! I love eating your pussy while Daddy fucks me!”

Like I could possibly turn down an invitation like that! I giggled, and happily crawled up on top of her, facing Jax. The only tricky part was figuring out just how to position myself, so I wouldn't accidentally smother her or something. But Mom took care of that, grabbing my hips and putting me right where she wanted me. I moaned with pleasure as she started licking, my hands reflexively finding her breasts. I hadn't even consciously decided to grab them, but once I felt them under my hands, I immediately started playing. Squeezing, squishing, jiggling, kneading... the force of Jax's fucking making them bounce wildly on her chest! I even pinched and pulled on her nipples, lifting them up, making them support the full weight of her tits as she gasped and arched her back. Jax was watching me play, smiling wickedly. So I leaned forwards, puckering my lips for a kiss. He laughed, one hand taking me by the back of my neck, the other arm still wrapped across Mom's thighs. It was so, so naughty... using Mom's body like our own personal sex-toy while we made out!

I was definitely going to have to borrow those heels, I decided. My feet were a little bit smaller than hers, but only by about half a size, not so much that we couldn't share shoes. It wouldn't be quite the same, until I was ready to actually let Jax fuck me for real; all the best ways to show them off, like Mom was doing with her legs up in the air like that, would only work during actual intercourse. But still... they were just so, so sexy! Even just wearing them for him while I snuggled in his lap, not even doing anything, would feel amazing! Maybe... maybe I could even get him to tie my wrists to a rope from the ceiling, wearing nothing but those heels as he fingered my pussy, forcing me to cum for him over and over again! We'd talked about stuff like that, using ropes and bondage and things, but we hadn't actually tried any of it yet. Maybe Mom could teach us how? The more we played together, the more I realized I'd been drastically underestimating her level of kinkiness. I bet she'd done all sorts of stuff I never would have guessed before today!

I closed my eyes, and let myself drift. I felt so floaty and warm, absently fondling Mom's tits while getting soft, loving kisses on both my sets of lips! It was incredible... but wasn't surprised when she came first. She was really, really good at eating pussy... but I doubted anything she could do with her mouth could compare to having Jax's huge, pounding cock deep up inside of her tight, squelching little cunny! I wasn't far behind her though, my hips reflexively jerking as I came. She squealed and laughed... but there was nothing I could do about it, my body completely out of control as I ground my hot, cumming little kitty all over her face!

She didn't even give me a break, going right back to licking and sucking on me before I'd even stopped twitching. I gasped and tried to pull away—but she wrapped her arms tight around my lower back, pinning me in place! I whimpered and whined, my oversensitive little clitty screaming with the need to escape! It was just like what Jax did sometimes, holding me down, forcing me to cum against my will... only doing it with her mouth was so, so much more intense!

Jax let go of my neck, grabbing the tops of Mom's thighs just above her hips, holding on tight. He really started giving it to her then, pounding in hard and fast, every impact of his hips against her ass sending a gasp of hot, humid air bursting over my lips. I moaned just at the sight of it, watching that huge, thrusting cock disappearing between those tiny, stretched little pink lips. I could actually see the bulge of it, rhythmically swelling inside her skinny little belly! I put my hand there... I could even feel it, sliding in and out!

Jax started cumming, grunting wildly as he buried himself as deep as he could go. As I'd grown to expect, Mom almost instantly followed suit, squealing and writhing beneath me with one of her own. I was only about half way to my next one, but I didn't mind; when I'd suggested this plan in the first place, I'd expected only being able to watch, and maybe playing with myself a little if I was feeling brave enough. Anything more than that was an unexpected bonus; I wasn't about to start complaining, just because Mom got to cum more than I did!

But then, Jax surprised me; he'd barely finished cumming, when he grabbed the back of my neck again, pulling me down, yanking his cum-covered, still-twitching cock out of Mom's quivering little love-tunnel, and shoving it straight into my mouth, instead! I moaned, my eyes going wide... but I immediately began sucking. There was still a little bit of cum in him, even, that hadn't yet been squeezed out of his shaft! I purred happily, the vibration making him moan, as I sucked out and swallowed my unexpected treat! Mom was still going strong on my clitty, and when my orgasm finally landed, it hit me even harder than the last one had. I screamed to wake the dead... or at least I would have, if I hadn't been almost entirely muffled by the thickness of Jax's cock! My hips jerked and shook... and when I finally pulled myself off, weakly spinning myself around and collapsing to the bed at her side, I saw I'd covered her even more thoroughly than she had to me, when we'd been downstairs by the sink!

“Somebody made a mess!” Jax teased, collapsing to her other side, finally allowing her to drop her sexy, heel-sporting legs back to the bed. He kissed her cheek, licking her slowly, making her giggle.

“Not my fault!” I objected, my cheeks burning in embarrassment, snuggling against her and hiding my face against the side of her breast. “She made me! I didn't have a choice!”

“He isn't complaining, sweetie,” Mom chuckled, slowly shaking her head, comfortingly stroking her fingers through my hair. “At least he'd better not be, if he knows what's good for him! I'm sure not.”

“Definitely not complaining,” he agreed, softly kissing his way through my cum on her cheek as he began playing with her other breast.

I was still feeling unreasonably shy about it... but that wasn't enough to stop me from reaching down between Mom's thighs, to start playing with her slippery, cum-covered little kitty. She moaned, pulling my face deeper into the side of her tit. So... I pushed myself up a little bit, so I could start sucking on her nipple, instead.

“Oh, yes baby!” she gasped, trembling as I played. “That feels so good... Ohhh, suck on Mommy's titty!” I giggled wickedly into her soft, warm flesh, arousal swiftly displacing embarrassment as the source of my blush. Her nipples were so much bigger and thicker than mine... I sucked on them as hard as I could, making her squirm and moan for me, feeling them stretch as I pulled them deeper inside my mouth, and began swirling them with my tongue! I could hardly believe I was actually doing this... but I loved it! I loved it so, so much! The same huge, full breasts that had once fed me as a baby... now satisfying a deeper, secret, previously unknown kind of need!

I... I wasn't gay, was I? Was that why I didn't feel ready to let Jax fuck me? I glanced over at him; his amazing, chiselled chest, his huge, thick cock just barely starting to deflate, the mere sight of him sending a shiver up my spine and making butterflies of excitement and desire flutter in my belly. Okay, definitely not gay! That was a relief. Not that there would have been anything wrong with that, I guess... but I was in love with him! It was reassuring to know I was still as attracted to him as I'd always been, and that having sex with Mom hadn't changed that. So... bisexual, then. That was still surprising, I'd never felt attracted to girls before. At least, I didn't think I had. Not that I'd noticed. But what I felt for Mom, now... this was no temporary thing, that was obvious. It wasn't just me letting myself get carried away with things, because of how sexy it had been watching her and Jax together. I wanted this... I wanted her, all on her own! Even if Jax hadn't been there at all, I would still want to have sex with her. And I was pretty sure that translated to me actually being 'bi', not just 'straight but willing to experiment', like some of the girls at school claimed to be.

But whatever. I didn't care what label people wanted to put on me. As long as I got to keep being with both of them... that was all that mattered to me!

It wasn't long before Jax slid down the bed to join me, no more able to resist the lure of her thick, suckable nipples than I'd been. But I was keeping her pussy all to myself, dangit! He'd just finished getting to fuck it, so now it was my turn to play! I'd fight him for it, if he tried! But he didn't. He reached across to start fondling my titty, instead! I would have needed an extra hand, or much different positioning for the ones I had, to respond the way I wanted to, by stroking his cock. But I smiled happily at him around Mom's nipple, pushing my chest against his hand, to let him know how much I liked his touch.

In deference to Mom's obvious exhaustion, I was going slow, mostly just playing and enjoying myself, rather than really trying to get her off again. It still happened anyways, not even all that much slower than her other ones had been; I guess she really must like getting her titties sucked, just like I did! I tried to keep going, but she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away, tiredly shaking her head. She sucked my fingers clean, than placed my hand onto Jax's cock, instead. That worked, too! Though it was soon apparent that he was finally approaching his limit as well; I was still able to get him hard, eventually... but it took, like, three or four times as long as it normally did. Once he finally did though, he was still as hard as ever, and obviously eager to go again. But as he was about to climb up on top of her, she stopped him with her hand on his chest.

“Actually... just give me a minute, first,” she said, looking uncharacteristically nervous and biting her lip. She sat up and scooted her way down the bed, a little unsteady on her heels as she stood, striding over and disappearing into her closet. I looked at Jax, and he just shrugged, moving closer on the bed and starting to kiss me, instead. I giggled, melting into his embrace, so distracted by his kisses that I didn't hear Mom coming back, until she cleared her throat from the foot of the bed.

“I, uhh...” she said, my eyes going wide as I saw what she was holding in her hands. “I thought... maybe you'd like a turn, too?”

“Really?” I gasped. Her shiny, purple plastic strap-on wasn't as big or thick as Jax was, but it was still plenty big enough to be intimidating, even if I wouldn't be the one actually taking it inside.

“No pressure, of course!” she continued, hurrying to explain. “I don't know how you feel about this, if it's going to trigger the same sort of 'not ready' feeling you have about Jackson's cock or not. But... I thought I'd at least offer, and let you choose...”

“No!” I gasped, then quickly shook my head and clarified. “I mean yes! Yes, I want to. No, it doesn't make me feel not ready!”

“Yeah?” she smiled, shyly biting her lip, a soft pink blush rising in her cheeks. Oh my God... she was actually nervous! That was adorable!

I scrambled down to the foot of the bed, standing up and kissing her, hard! She still had her heels on, so I had to tilt my head... but I kissed her to within an inch of her life, before pulling back and staring deeply into her gorgeous green eyes. Did she feel the same way I did, seeing her exact same eyes looking back at her from my face? When she stared into them... was she suddenly finding herself so shockingly, irresistibly attracted to me, as I was to her?

“Of course I want to fuck you!” I breathed, then glanced down at the confusing mess of straps, and giggled. “But you're going to have to help me put it on. If I tried figuring out that mess all on my own, I'm pretty sure I'd somehow end up tying my clitty to my ears!”

Mom laughed, and started showing me how it worked. The business end was obvious; but directly opposite that, on the other side of the triangular... 'fuck-plate', I guess, for lack of a better word for the piece of plastic all the straps attached to, the back side of which was coated with extra-soft rubber to cushion my lips and clit, there was a smoothly rounded nub, about two inches long and slightly thicker than my thumb, to go inside me. Mom eased it into place, and had me hold it there with my hand while she started doing up and tightening straps. There were straps around my waist, around my thighs... and two that went almost right up the crack of my ass, with only enough room between them to still allow access to my asshole. That was so not happening! But I guess whoever had designed the contraption had wanted to allow for everything. By the time she'd finally gotten everything settled, wriggle around as I might, that fake plastic cock might as well have been part of me for real.

“What do you think?” I asked Jax with a giggle, cocking my hip and striking a pose.

“I think that looks far sexier than it has any right to!” he grinned. And something about the way he was looking at it... oh my God! He didn't really want me to use it on him, did he? I... I wasn't sure I could even do that! Dominating him, fucking him in his ass... I just didn't know. I liked being the submissive one! That's how our relationship had always been, right from the start, and that was the way I liked it! Trying to change that, even if it was because of something he'd asked for...

But... having Mom do it, on the other hand... Watching those huge, heavy tits swaying on her chest as she fucked his ass, her hands stroking that big, thick cock, until she made him spray all over his own chest and face... I had to admit... that would be hot as hell!

“Ready, sweetie?” Mom asked, interrupting my train of thought. Then she was reaching down to my crotch before I knew what she intended, doing something...

“Gahhh!” I groaned, going suddenly weak at my knees as the vibration hit my clit!

“Sorry!” Mom laughed as she helped catch me, obviously not sorry at all. “I know I should have warned you first... but I just couldn't resist seeing the look on your face!”

“Pretty brave, for somebody's who's about to have my cock inside her!” I scowled, trying unsuccessfully to fight off my grin. I slapped her ass, and she squealed joyfully, exaggeratedly swaying it for me as she crawled up onto the bed on her hands and knees. Jax moved into position as well, up at the head of the bed, and she wasted no time at all taking him into her mouth, both of them moaning happily. I crawled right up behind her, having to adjust the positioning of my knees a little to get the angle just right. I rubbed the head against her clit a little first, letting the vibration have the same effect on her it had had on me. Then I lined up, and pushed slowly in. My first time having actual intercourse... sort of, at least. And I was doing it with my own mom!

It was a strange feeling, I'm not gonna lie. I didn't have a cock... not a real one. So why did it feel so natural, like my body knew just what to do already, without needing direction from my brain? I stroked my hands over her hips and ass, thrusting gently, moaning at the way the soft, yielding rubber seemed to almost wrap itself around my clit, the hard plastic nubbin between my lips sending waves of vibrations rushing much deeper up inside. Mom was moaning too, though I couldn't hear her so good with her mouth full of Jax's cock. He was holding her hair out of her way for her, bunched up and wrapped around his hand at the back of her head, his other one reaching down beneath her to fondle her breast... but his eyes were riveted on me, intently watching me fuck her.

I bit my lip, smiling shyly, feeling the blush growing in my cheeks again. I loved the way he looked at me like that! I started going a little bit harder, letting my hips smack against her sexy, round little ass. And then... I spanked her, right in the middle of the lovely pink spot she still bore from all the ones Jax had been giving her. She yelped, making me giggle. It hadn't been a very hard one, not like Jax could give, so I knew it had mostly been the surprise of it that had gotten such a big reaction out of her. I tried reaching down to play with her titty—the one Jax hadn't already claimed for himself. I liked the way it bounced so much in my hand... but in the end, I decided I liked it even more letting it sway from the way I was fucking her, so I went back to stroking her hips and ass instead.

The vibration was definitely having an effect on me. I had a vibe of my own, tucked away in my underwear drawer back in my room; it was almost a twin of the one I was using on Mom, but a little bit smaller, and without all the straps and things. Mom bought it for me back when I'd had my first period, and she gave me the whole sex-talk thing. 'Everyone experiments', she'd said, 'and if you're going to do it, better you do it with something you know is safe, rather than with random crap you find around the house that might hurt you'. Yeah... Mom's always been pretty awesome, since long before I'd ever approached her with my little plan. But though I'd always had my toy, I almost never used it. I liked the feeling of my fingers, skin on skin, even if it took me quite a bit longer that way. But now, with Mom's strap-on buzzing away at me, combined with the excitement of actually fucking her... I wasn't surprised I beat her off the mark for once. I clutched at her hips as mine went wild, slamming into her like they had a life of their own. Mom squealed and laughed, shaking her ass side to side as I came. If that had been my real cock inside of her, instead of just a toy, I'm sure that would have felt amazing—it sure did look really hot! The intensity of it still left me gasping, unsteady on my knees. But it wasn't long before I got my chance to pay her back, and I spanked her, repeatedly, to really ramp it up for her as it was happening!

It got more difficult after that. I love it when Jax keeps playing with my pussy after he makes me cum... but this was the first time I'd ever been trying to actually do something, afterwards. I was panting, sweating, grasping at Mom's ass with my hands as I tried to keep up a steady pace. How on earth had Jax been able to make this look so easy?! It had to be all that football practice, I decided. I was not in good enough shape for this! But there was no way I was giving up early, not until Mom had at least made him cum in her mouth, first.

My second one made it harder still; I was literally dripping with sweat now, my sensitive little clitty feeling like it was on fire as I bucked myself against the soft, vibrating rubber of Mom's toy, driving it in and out of her pussy. But without the ability to actually cum in her, like Jax could, it was taking much longer for me to get her there again. He even came first, grunting and groaning as he emptied himself into her hot, sucking mouth. I tightened my grip on her ass, closing my eyes, just trying to concentrate on maintaining my pace. After what seemed like almost forever, but what was realistically probably only a couple of minutes, finally Mom started cumming again. She squealed and shook, and I pounded in as hard as I could to carry her through it, until she pulled herself off of me, and rolled to her back.

I collapsed—and squealed in pain! I'd totally forgotten for a moment that my toy was made of hard, rigid plastic, not movable, bendable flesh! The tip lodged into the mattress, pounding the base straight back into my soft, vulnerable little lips with the full force of my falling body. I rolled to my back, whimpering and grasping at my crotch, tears willing in my eyes as I desperately tried to figure out how to turn off the buzzing. Jax rescued me, finding the switch, or button, or whatever it was, then cuddling me tightly into his chest. Mom snuggled in from behind me, her hand comfortingly caressing my hip, her huge, hot boobs squishing against my back. God, that had hurt! But the way they were holding me between them, and the heat and smell of Jax's broad, sweat-slickened chest as I nuzzled against him, were quickly making up for it. We really needed showers again, me especially... but I didn't want one. I wanted to stay right where I was, forever, luxuriating in their sweaty, slippery embrace! But... at an absolute minimum, I really did need to get Mom's toy out of me; I wanted to feel Jax's warm, slippery cock against my lips as we cuddled, not the inanimate plastic of Mom's toy!

Mom recovered before I did, sitting up and taking off her heels, then leaning over and pushing me to my back so she could help me undo my straps. Once that was done, Jax rolled to his back, extending his arm, and Mom moved around to snuggle against his other side. I missed my face-to-chest cuddles... but I knew Mom was more than entitled to share, so I tried not to let it bother me. And when she stretched across his chest, to softly kiss me on my lips... I giggled, and decided the new position was really good, too.

“Will you be staying the night, Jackson?” Mom purred, nuzzling him with her cheek.

“Oh! Uhh...” he smiled. “Yeah... I'd like that a lot. As long as that's okay with you, Wren?”

“Definitely!” I giggled, turning my head to kiss his chest. We'd taken naps together, after we'd tired ourselves out... but we'd never actually slept together before. Not because I didn't trust him to respect my boundaries if we did; it was because I didn't trust myself, not to let my lust get the better of me before I was actually ready! But if Mom was going to be there too, I knew I didn't have to worry about that anymore. If Jax woke up all hard and horny in the middle of the night, wanting to have sex again... she would be there to take care of him for me, while I could just watch!

“I just need to go text... my dad, I think,” he nodded to himself. “My mom would freak... but Dad'll understand.”

“Let's hope not!” Mom grinned wickedly, turning to take Jax's nipple into her mouth, giving him a playful little bite and making him gasp.

“Oh, I don't think we have to worry about that!” he laughed. “Who would believe me, even if I told them outright? But Dad will think he understands, and he'll tell Mom, and calm her down about the idea before I have to deal with her myself. I'll be right back—I left my cell in Wren's room.”

He scootched himself down the bed and stood up, Mom and I staring after that incredible ass of his with matching looks of desire. We caught each other looking, and laughed—then she snuggled in closer, lovingly stroking her fingers through my hair.

“Are you still okay with all this, sweetie?” she whispered, making sure Jax wouldn't hear. “It's not too late to change your mind, if you're having second thoughts. We can always write it off as a failed experiment, and you can have him all to yourself again, if that's what you want.”

“Mom, I...” I bit my lip, staring deeply into her eyes. I was afraid for a moment that she was the one having second thoughts... but she wanted this, I could see it there clear as day. She was just trying to do what she thought was right, giving me an 'out', in case I needed it, no matter how much it would hurt her to give Jax up. Prioritizing my needs ahead of her own, just like she always did. “I am so much more than just 'okay' with this, Mom!” I smiled, leaning forward to kiss her firmly on her lips, making her gasp in surprise, before I slowly withdrew. “I want this! You, and me, and Jax, all three of us together... this is so much better than I even imagined it would be!”

“Yeah?” she asked, cautious hope welling in her eyes. “You're really sure, sweetie?”

“As sure as I've ever been of anything, Mom!” I giggled happily... then shyly bit my lip, my voice going even quieter. “And, uhh... on days Jax is too busy, with football, and homework, and family stuff and whatever, and he can't come over... that doesn't mean you and me can't still have sex together.”

“Oh!” she gasped, her eyes going wide with shock, her reaction sending a lightning-bolt of terror arching through my chest.

“If, uhh... if you want to, I mean. We don't have to, if...”

“Shhhh...” she hushed me with a finger across my lips, a wicked, guilty smile haunting her own. “Baby, I... I would love having sex with you! Any time you want, whether Jackson's here with us or not.”

“Yeah?” I asked, familiar butterflies swarming in my belly. She didn't answer. She just kissed me, hard, deep, and passionate, until she had thoroughly eliminated even the slightest potential of doubt.

“Hey Mom?” I purred as we snuggled, her huge, soft breasts completely engulfing my own as we joyfully squished and squirmed.

“Hmm?”

“How come you always call him Jackson, and never Jax?” I asked. “I mean... you have his cum in you, for crying out loud! Don't you think it's time you start calling him the name he actually likes?”

“I... just can't do it...” she sighed, scowling slightly and shaking her head. “I knew another 'Jax', back when I was not much older than you are. That name... it brings up bad memories for me. If I only call him 'Jackson', it makes it easier for me to keep them separate in my mind.”

“Like... how bad?” I heard myself asking, biting my lip. There was something in the way she'd said that...

“About... about as bad as they get,” she whispered, lowering her eyes.

“Mom, I...” I gasped, not knowing what to say. She hadn't spelled it out, and I wouldn't push. But I'd had no idea she'd been through something like that! None at all!

“It was a long time ago, and I've dealt with it. At least, mostly I've dealt with it,” she said, wiping a sudden, stray tear from her eye. “Don't tell him, okay? Jackson didn't choose his name... it certainly isn't his fault it brings up bad memories for me! I don't want him knowing about this.”

“I won't, Mom, not if you don't want me to. But...” I chewed my lip, thinking. I couldn't go back to calling him 'Jackson'. He didn't like being called that, though he was far too polite to complain, and seemed to have made a special exception for Mom. If I was going to start calling him that, I'd have to explain why, and Mom didn't want that. But at the same time, I could only imagine how painful it must be, every time she heard me calling him 'Jax', even if she wasn't doing it herself.

“What if... what if we both just agreed we're only going to call him 'Daddy' from now on, instead?” I suggested.

“I...” she gulped. “You don't think he'd find that a little weird? During sex is one thing... but just around the house?”

“I think he'll love it,” I giggled, shaking my head in contradiction. “We won't be able to if anyone else is around, obviously. You especially! But as long as it's just the three of us... why not?”

“Why not what?” he asked, returning from the other room, his eyebrow questioningly raised.

“Nothing, Daddy,” I giggled up at him. “Just girl-talk.”

“Is that so?” he grinned as he climbed back into bed, Mom and I making room between us. “And 'Daddy', is it?” He leaned down to me, giving me a firm, passionate kiss.

“You don't mind... do you, Daddy?” Mom asked, nervously biting her lip.

“Not at all... baby,” his grin widened even further as he turned look at her. “Honestly... I like hearing you call me that more than I probably should!” He leaned over to give Mom a kiss in turn, and she giggled happily into his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck. He settled into place between us again, and we snuggled back down against his sides.

“Trouble with your dad?” I asked. “That took longer than I thought it would.”

“Not with my dad,” he sighed. “But it was my bad luck that Mom was right there next to him when I texted, reading my message over his shoulder. It took me ages to calm her down and remind her I'm not a little kid anymore. Had to promise on my life that we'd use condoms, too, if I didn't want her storming right over here and dragging me back home by my ear.”

“Not happening!” Mom denied, strenuously shaking her head. “I'm safe... and I love the feeling of you cumming in me way too much to give it up now!”

“Agreed!” he laughed, dipping his head to kiss her in her hair. “But me not using condoms is the least of the things she doesn't need to know about!”

We laughed, and resumed fondling each other and making out. It was starting to get kind of late, and I think we were all far too worn out by what we'd done already to really be thinking about having more sex. But it sure was fun to play, even if it wasn't going to be leading anywhere! I was still waffling on the idea of having another shower, until Mom made the decision for me. We needed to brush our teeth, Mom finding Jax—I mean 'Daddy'—a spare toothbrush for him to use, and once we were already up and out of bed anyways, having another shower to clean off sounded much better. We changed the sheets too, before climbing back in feeling clean, cozy, and warm. Daddy laid down on his back, with Mom and me snuggling at his sides, his arms wrapped around our backs, his hands softly caressing out hips and asses. I kissed his chest, and slid my hand down to his cock, only to find that Mom had already beaten me there. But that was okay; there was more than enough for us to share!

“I think this is working,” I murmured to them both, as we were snuggling down to sleep. “I'm not there yet, and I don't know how much longer it will take... but I can feel it working. I think it's only going to be a matter of time, until I'm ready for real.”

“I'm glad, baby!” Daddy murmured, squeezing me closer under his arm and kissing my hair. “But there's no rush... you take as long as you need. You are more than worth waiting for, no matter how long it takes!”

“And in the mean time, you're more than welcome to have me instead, any time you like!” Mom giggled. “And... after she's ready, too. Assuming you'll still be willing to share?” She looked at me, a shy, nervous hope in her eye.

“I think I'd better be!” I laughed. “If today was any indication, I think it's going to take both of us, just to keep up!”

“You can say that again!” she laughed, too. “I'm going to be limping around the office on Monday, for sure!”

“Sorry!” Daddy winced in sympathy. “I can try to be more gentle...”

“Don't you dare!” she denied, strenuously shaking her head, her eyes going wide as she twisted to look up into his face. “I love the way you fuck me! If I'm a little bit sore, afterwards... that's just a reminder of how amazing it was! Trust me... when I'm walking around the office Monday, and I get a little twinge of soreness... it's going to be accompanied by a huge shiver of pleasure, too, as I remember just what it felt like having you inside of me! When you and Wren start having sex too, then yes, obviously that'll be different, and you'll need to be gentle with her... at least until she tells you otherwise! But with me... as long as you give me a minute to get warmed up first, so you won't actually tear anything down there, you can do me as hard as you want! The harder the better, in fact! I like it better that way!”

“Well... if you're really sure,” he smiled shyly, giving her a squeeze and a kiss.

“Bet on it!” she giggled, stretching up for a swift kiss on his lips, before settling back down. “Keep playing your cards right tomorrow, and fucking me like you did today... I might even try letting you do me up my ass tomorrow, too!”

“Really?” I gasped, Daddy's eyes as wide as mine. “You... you actually like that?”

“I love it!” she giggled guiltily. “It's not an every-night kind of thing, mind you! Not even close! But... every once in a while, when I'm feeling especially naughty. Or on special occasions, like birthdays, or when you do something I think deserves a special reward. If we do that though, that's the one time you actually will have to be gentle with me! As much as I enjoy it, asses didn't actually evolve to handle that sort of thing, and they're much more fragile than pussies are. Especially when trying to take a cock the size of yours! You could really hurt me if you get carried away... and not in a good way this time!”

“You just tell me what to do, and what not to, Connie,” Daddy promised. “I'll do anything you say!”

“I trust you, Daddy,” she smiled, nuzzling happily. “If I didn't, I would never let you try.”

“Do you...” I began before cutting myself off, nervously chewing my lip. “Do you think... maybe not right away, while you're both getting used to it. But do you think, maybe sometime... I could try doing you too, at the same time he is?”

“Double penetrating me, you mean?” Mom asked, her eyes going wide. “Daddy in my ass, and you in my pussy, with that strap-on you used today?”

I found myself suddenly lacking the courage to speak... but I nodded shyly.

“I... I think we can probably try,” she blushed adorably. “I've... never actually done that before. So it might take me a while to get used to taking him up my ass, first. Stretching my pussy enough, that was one thing... that's what pussies are built for, so I was pretty confident I could manage that! But trying to get him into my ass... something tells me that's going to be something else entirely! Eventually, though... it's definitely something I'd like to try, if I can manage it.”

“Okay,” I managed to choke out, my eager little clitty burning with anticipation at the idea!

“And, uhh...” she said, lowering her eyes from mine. “You could, uhh... maybe try fisting me, too. If you wanted to...”

“Really?” I gasped.

“I've... never done that before, either,” she nodded slowly, her cheeks expanding into a brilliant pink blush. “But... I've always kinda wanted to try. I... don't think I could let you do it, Daddy. Your hands are way too big! But Wren... your wrist isn't even as big around as Daddy's cock. If I can get him inside me... I don't see why your hand shouldn't fit, too. If you wanted to...”

“I...” I gulped nervously. “Yeah... we can try that. For sure!”

“And speaking of fitting my cock inside you...” Daddy said, suggestively waggling his eyebrows at us, making Mom and I both giggle. I hadn't really been paying much attention, just softly holding him in my hand, barely even stroking, the same as Mom had been. But sure enough, all our sexy talk and thoughts for the future had gotten him hard again.

“Actually... do you mind if I take care of this one?” I asked, meaning my question for him, but Mom was the one who spoke up.

“You go ahead, sweetie,” she said. “He is your boyfriend, after all! I'm just borrowing him.”

“No...” I said, biting my lip and shaking my head. “He's our boyfriend, now!” I leaned across his chest, kissing her hard on her lips. I backed away slowly, staring deeply into her eyes... until she gave me a small, thankful nod. Then I slid down the bed, resting my head on his abs and taking him into my mouth, gently playing with his balls for him as the two of them started to kiss.

It took me much, much longer than it normally did, since he'd already cum so many times already. But I didn't mind. I was just resting my head on his warm, muscular belly, sucking him almost like my mouth was on auto-pilot, letting it take however much time it needed to. He finally started jerking his hips, and I was shocked by how little of it there was. I shouldn't have been, of course... but I was so used to him completely filling my mouth, almost choking me with it, there was so much! I held all there was of it in my mouth, not swallowing, and slid myself back up the bed. I think Mom must have seen in my eyes exactly what I was intending, as she rolled to her back and pulled me up on top of her, kissing me deeply and opening her mouth, as I delivered her hot, salty treat!

She swallowed, giggling wickedly, as we kissed a little more, before I settled back to my side of the bed and we began taking turns with Daddy instead. We finally settled down, Daddy holding us tight and kissing our hair, exhaustion, satisfaction, and love combining into an irresistible force, and sending all three of us swiftly off to sleep.

It was crazy, I knew it was... but this was exactly what I needed, and better than I ever could have imagined! I still wasn't sure how long it would take me, before I'd feel ready to let Daddy start having sex with me, too... But that didn't matter anymore. The three of us were going to spend our entire lives together, Mommy, Daddy, and me! Me needing a little bit more time first, before I would be ready... that was hardly even anything! Barely a blip, compared to the lives I now knew we would share!

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