“Oh my god, Jason,” Mother whispered as she took in the sight.
I don’t know if I’ve ever been this hard. The skin on my cock felt like it was being pulled tight, the crown red and throbbing and pointing straight at my mother. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab her hair and shove my cock between her panting lips… But not yet.
“Kelly,” I called to her, “I want you to get behind me for this next bit. Mom, I want you to reach your hand up and dig your nails into the small of my back. Bring your head close to my groin. It will look very suggestive from Kelly’s view.”
“What do you mean?” Mom asked, her fingertips already tickling my skin as they moved near my spine.
“It will look like you are sucking him, Mom,” my all knowing sister replied taking her position.
Her eyes widened, but she did not move away.
“Sucking him?” She looked up to me, digging her nails into the muscles of my back. “How?”
“Just open your mouth a little and breathe on my cock,” I instructed. “It’s just pretend, but it will look real for Kelly.”
I could see dark twinkle in her eye but couldn’t tell if it was of hunger or mischief… Perhaps both. She licked her lips, wetting them and then opened wide, easing herself closer and closer, until she stopped a mere inch from my swollen member. Her breath though, my god, it was electric. I could feel the humid heat push past her lips and wrap around until dissipating into the air. It was amazing. Insane and so very, very wicked, multiplied by the sounds of the ever constant shutter as my sister fired away capturing every second she could. And while I thought this was solid, my mother decided to be the one to spice it up first.
At first I felt her hands begin to lower, the nails kneading trails in my skin on their downward journey until she cupped my ass cheeks, one in each hand. What’s more, her eyes stayed locked on mine, watching my reactions as she teased me, now with a naughty little smile.
“Scoot back,” she said to me, and I did allowing her to now slip down to the floor on her knees, never letting go of me.
Her hands squeezed and released, massaging the muscled in my buttocks, as she now kneeled with her head below my cock.
“This is so very bad,” she said, blowing air through her now pursed lips against my inner thighs.
“It is,” I said, “But it’s just pretend…” I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling her warm air course now over my testicles. God this was intense.
“Is it?” she asked as she brushed her nosed against the underside of my shaft, causing my eyes to snap open with a groan.
Our eyes locked as I reached out and grabbed her by the hair. Thoughts of mischievous actions danced behind her eyes and she bared her teeth in a surprised smile. She laughed, and snapped at my head, threatening to bite the end, but I held firm.
She was right though; the pretense of pretending was fading fast.
“Kelly,” I said still holding our mother. “Shoot now from the side over here.”
My sister took her position crouching down beside us, rosy cheeked and in panties so moist they shimmered.