The skill this woman possessed I would have never guessed. She would suck on the uptake like a vacuum of pleasure, keeping her tongue massaging the shaft with each blissful stroke. Each moan from her mouth would reverberate through the skin, accentuated by her hand pulling the skin tight from the base of my cock.
She would twist and pull and suck and nibble, all while keeping her eyes locked on my face watching the utter torment she put me through. She was milking me hard; pulling drop after drop of pre-cum from my shaft into her warm and pleasurable mouth.
This was too much, too out of control. My balls were aching, churning; prepping themselves to release their load down my mother’s throat. I couldn’t believe this was happening. It felt so good and wrong and everything in between… and to top it all off, there was always Kelly right beside me, capturing each sinful moment.
“Jesus, Jason,” she said with a staggered breath. “I can’t believe she’s sucking you off.”
I shifted my gaze to my sister, on her knees a mere foot from me. Her panties were absolutely drenched, so much so that her inner thighs had begun to glisten. Looking higher I could see she had pulled one of her breasts out from confinement and was pulling on the nipple in between pictures. Her nipples were smaller than our mothers, lighter too, but by no means any less sexy.
Kelly looked down, watching me as she pinched her titties once more.
“This is so fucking hot, Bro.” She cooed with her own sexy smirk.
“Mmmm…” I managed now closing my eyes and my knob was tickling Mom’s tonsils. “Tell me about it…” I was getting close. Fuck did I want to cum; the pressure was growing and nearing that moment of no return. But I wasn’t ready… Not yet. I bared my teeth and opened my eyes.
“Okay, okay, wait a sec…” I panted.
“What baby, are you close?” She asked, rubbing my cock against her cheek before sucking it back down her throat.
“Oh Shit!… No Mom,” I managed. “I want to try one more thing.” Fuck this was feeling so good… but I wanted to continue our game.
She slowed down, looking up at me but keeping the head just behind her lips. Then, with an audible ‘POP’, she let it snap out.
“Alright… What’s left?” Her hand still slowly milked my cock.
I took a deep breath. “The shot’s not complete. We need to… simulate… sex.”
She studied my face and raised an eyebrow.
“Do we?”
I watched as one of her hands began to snake between her legs as she stroked me.
“And how do you suppose we do that?”
I swallowed. “I have some ideas, but they all start the same… We first need to make it look like I’m about to enter you.”
Her expression was nearly unreadable.
“Really?” She licked my cock again.
I nodded.
“You don’t think we’ve have enough photos yet?” She ran her lips around the edges, of the crown once more; teasing me, taunting me.
I shook my head.
Silence filled the room, but I could see something dancing in her eyes. She smiled, kissed my cock, and then asked, “Okay then. Where do you want me?”
My cock lurched in response, and I’m sure she felt it.