Incest Family Affair: Backseat Sister

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Of course I couldn't believe I was licking my own Mom's pussy.

I also couldn't believe she was using the word 'cunt' or seeming to relish the idea of incest.

I couldn't believe my Mom was beginning to grind on my face.

I licked hungrily, shutting my morality ridden brain off as I focused on licking Mom's amazingly tasty pussy... always loving licking pussy... and mom's was one of the sweetest, most tangy snatches I had ever tasted.

"Oh yes," Mom moaned, "get that tongue buried in Mommy's box."

I couldn't believe how loud she was, how demanding, and I couldn't believe how my cock was responding to all this. It was suddenly hard as steel.

"I can't believe you fucked your sister in the backseat of our car," she continued, "like some cheap slut."

I pondered pointing out the truth, that Tanya hadn't been a slut but a virgin, but realized two obvious things:

1. My Mom was holding my head deep in her cunt as she ground her pussy on my face.

2. Telling her I had just taken her only daughter's virginity might make things worse.

So I kept licking, just living in the surreal moment.

"You're such a dirty boy," she moaned, after a couple more minutes of my licking, as she suddenly began really grinding on my face.

I just extended my tongue and did the best I could to keep up as she declared, "Yes, yes, baby boy, Mommy is coming."

And did she ever! My face was plastered with wetness for the second time in a few minutes. This time it was much more enjoyable than the dirty water leak... although equally surprising.

I lapped up my Mom's cum as best I could, feeling good about getting her off even as I still tried to come to grips with what had just happened.

When she let go of my head, she sighed, "You should probably get that pipe dealt with before your father gets back."

"Um, yeah, okay," I agreed, kind of happy to be able to get to that task, as I was completely unsure what to say next... still overwhelmed by what had just transpired.

I grabbed the wrenches and towel, and moved back under the sink to pull the j-trap out and clean it out... After I dried the floor of course.

Once I was back and working, I felt a hand on my crotch as Mom purred, "I meant this pipe, baby boy."

I groaned as she rubbed my hard cock through my shorts... this crazy day somehow, impossibly, getting even crazier.

"Do you want Mommy to unclog your pipe?" she cooed teasingly, giving my dick a firm squeeze.

I couldn't believe it. This was another fantasy I had jerked off to enough times to fill New York City's sperm banks, yet the fantasy had become an immediate possibility and I was speechless.

"Or is Mommy too old for you?" she asked, continuing to rub my cock through my pants... now sounding more insecure than teasing.

I moved out from underneath the sink for a second time and said, "Mom, don't even go there. You're the most beautiful woman in the world."

She smiled, "You're just saying that."

"Mom, every one of my friends wants to fuck you," I insisted, now focused only on convincing my mother she was a hot fucking MILF, which somehow eased the awkwardness I was feeling. Far better to focus on how sultry my Mom was becoming than to attempt to deal with the maelstrom of thoughts and emotions eddying around inside me.

"Every one?" she questioned.

"Every one," I agreed, "even the girls."

"Well, I do have a delicious pussy," she admitted jokingly.

"It's pussy perfection," I agreed.

"So you do want to fuck Mommy?" she asked.

"Oh God, more than anything in the world," I admitted, my hard cock desperate to break out of its solitary confinement.

"So you want be a mother fucker?" she questioned, a wicked grin crossing her face... knowing full well that such a term was nasty as hell.

"I want to be the best mother fucker there is," I nodded, as she began fishing my cock towards freedom.

"I'd better be the only mother you're fucking," she teased, as my cock emerged from its prison and was released to a full parole.

"In about one and a half moments you will be," I said, as I stood up, spun her around and bent her over the sink.

"Ooooooo, I like a man that knows what he wants," she said, surprisingly abandoning her dominant role and testing the waters, wanting to know if I could step up to the plate and become the one in charge here.

I dbangd her skirt over her back and stared at her ass. Fuck, it was amazing. I wanted to just plunge my cock into the pussy I had once emerged from ... that idea somehow not sounding sick and twisted, but hot as hell. But first I wanted to show her I could indeed be the man in charge, "Beg for it, Mom. Tell me what you want."

"You know what I want," Mom said. "I want my son's big dick pounding my cunt."

"Beg for it," I ordered, rubbing my cock up and down her pussy lips.

"You little fucker," she snapped, both playful and yet equally annoyed. "Shove that big cock back in my cunt... where it came from and where it's supposed to be."

I loved her saying, 'where it's supposed to be', even though it didn't make much sense. I slowly slid my cock inside her warm box, a treasured fantasy becoming unbelievable reality for the second time today.

"Oh yes," she moaned, as I filled her.

"So fucking wet," I recognized.

"Watching you shoot your load all over your sister got me pretty horny," she admitted, as I completely filled her pussy.

"I guess I may have to shoot a load all over your face too," I responded, then worried I'd gone too far... which seemed a silly thought, considering I was balls deep in her cunt at the moment.

"Sweetness, come wherever you want on Mommy," she returned, showing her natural comfort with a submissive role. In my fantasies and even my dreams I had long assigned her that role, based on what I had overheard from her in the bedroom... even though she showed no signs of that in any other aspect of her life.

Today was literally a dream come true.

Having shot my load under an hour ago, I was going to be able to hold off awhile and allow this unbelievable moment to last as long as humanly possible.

I slowly slid in and out of her, enjoying watching her facial expressions in the mirror above the sink. Her eyes were closed, but besides her soft moans, her lips and cheeks were beautiful signs of how much she was enjoying this.

I slid in and out of Mom's wet cunt for a couple of minutes, just beginning to go slightly faster when her phone rang.

"Fuck," she sighed, clearly annoyed to be interrupted. She pointed to her purse on the floor beside the tub and ordered, switching instantly to mother mode and not mother getting mother fucked mode, "Quick, pass me my phone."

I reluctantly pulled out of Mom and got her phone. I wondered whether she would have second thoughts now that we'd been interrupted. Sometimes a moment moves very quickly from 'available' to 'too late'; that's why the expression is 'carpe diem' and not whatever the Latin is for 'take a good long stretch, then amble leisurely across the room and wonder where the day had gone'.

I looked at the number and told Mom, "It's Dad."

"Of course it is," she said, perturbed, turning around and taking the phone.

To my surprise, as she answered it, she got back into the exact same position, "Hey, honey. How's shopping going with your mother?"

I stood there, unsure what to do.

She was bent over as if inviting me to move behind her and resume fucking her, but she was talking to Dad.

"Oh, well you're a good son," Mom said, as she turned back to me and gave me a 'what the fuck' look.

I shrugged still unsure.

She snapped her fingers and pointed to her ass as she agreed, "Well, just do as she tells you."

Any ambiguity cleared up, I moved back behind her, amused that her words to Dad somehow also fit me, I was going to do exactly what she told me to do... like a good son.

"Take your time," Mom said, as I slowly resumed fucking her. "We're in no hurry."

I just kept listening to the conversation, utterly in awe that I was not only fucking my mother, but fucking her while she talked to Dad. Also, I was amused by the conversation, wondering if she was purposely wording it so it dripped with double entendres.

"I'm helping him with a pipe right now," and "Well, there was a bit of a flood," and "It is a little bit of a tight situation," and "Oh yeah, he's working his ass off right now."

Fuck, Mom was so bad.

"Bring back something for lunch," Mom suggested, "I'm working up quite an appetite working on this pipe with Phillip."

OH MY GOD!!

"Well, we're both getting down and dirty," Mom added, looking into the mirror to make sure it was clear she was talking to me as she added, "I need to get going, I think Phillip is about to start drilling away."

She mouthed, 'Faster'.

I began fucking her faster, which made Mom let out the slightest of a moan, as she wickedly added, "I'll see you when you get here. Hopefully Phillip will have cleaned out the pipe and cleaned up the mess he created before you get here."

"No, no, I'm fine," Mom said, explaining her moan, "Phillip and I are just crammed together here trying to get a clamp tightened around this big pipe."

So turned on by Mom's nastiness, I began fucking her hard, making her entire body shake. "Okay, see you soon, I need to help Phillip before the pipe blows and the dam breaks."

She hung up and moaned, "Your father says to keep working until the job's done."

"That is great advice," I laughed, as I held her hips and fucked her as hard as I could... amused at what Dad really was instructing me to do.

"Your cock fits so perfectly in Mommy's cunt, baby," she moaned, as she moved her hands to the mirror to steady herself as I hammered away.