Not Yet But Now 12

Not Yet But Now, Ch. 12 of 15
by Dirty Pierre

I did not soon forgive Mum for her outrageous, spoiling behaviour. I could not believe she could be so rank and callous. But bit by bit my sadness lifted, aided no doubt by her sincere efforts to reclaim my affection. As summer waned, I returned to her bed and was consoled by her tender lovemaking.

We had not seen Alice at all. At the end of semester she had gone straight off overseas with The Robert. The post cards had generally become more and more infrequent, but there had been a rush of them over the past fortnight as she was due back soon and was no doubt thinking to rehabilitate herself.

The day of her anticipated arrival found Mum and I toying with each other at the breakfast table. Mum was straddling my thighs, allowing my cock-head to rub tantalisingly back and forth along her crotch.

“Are you horny, darling?” she whispered.

“Can’t you tell?”

“Are you feeling a little naughty?”

“Always.” I was curious.

“Well, now that you’ve finished your schooldays, I thought it might be nice to do something special to celebrate.”

“Yeah? Like what?”

“Would you like to try my bottom?” she purred.

“You mean…?” I responded uncertainly.

“I mean would you like to stick this lovely stiff penis up my arse?”

Was there no end to my mother’s dirtiness? I again felt that sick excitement I’d experienced when I first saw her tonguing my sister’s anus. My cock lurched in a spasm of arousal.

“I thought you would.”

She got off me and reached across the table to the butter dish. She scooped up a generous wad in her fingers, then, sticking out her bum, began gently caressing her arsehole.

“Oh, Mum…” I groaned.

She looked at me slyly and slowly slid her middle finger deep into her puckered hole.

“Mmm,” she purred. She inserted a second finger, and began working them slowly in and out of her anus, teasing me wickedly. “Can you imagine pushing your cock in here, darling? Are you ready to fuck my back door?”

She drew out her fingers and wiped them on her hip, then leant forward, resting her forearms on the table as I rose to stand behind her. Her anus protruded slightly, a small, obscene brown mouth, slick with grease. I rested the spongy purple tip of my tool against its centre, holding it in place.

“Push it in, sweetie, just the head.”

Holding my cock straight, I pressed with my hips. I watched as Mum’s resistant sphincter slowly stretched open to accept my drooling rod. And then, just as it seemed that failure was imminent, the head of my dick was suddenly swallowed up, snug inside my mother’s arse.

“Aah, yeah!” Mum winced, making me pause. “Okay, a bit more, but don’t go too fast yet, sweetie,” she warned. “I need to get used to it.”

With my hands on her hips, I slowly pressed forward. Mum alternately cooed and panted, oscillating between lust and discomfort, first barely wriggling her lovely bottom, then, as she accustomed herself to our anal coupling, gradually allowing more and more of my hot length to slide in and out of her rectum.

It was different from her cunt. Her tight anal ring gripped my rod in determined coaxing, the depths of her arse as I buried myself in her were a vague space somewhere inside her, their heat extraordinary. And the sheer filthiness of sodomising my mother, of joining her in such depraved copulation, was intoxicating.

“Do you like it, darling?” she purred, wiggling her hips and looking back at me over her shoulder.

“Oh fuck, Mum, this is too much!”

“What’s too much, darling? Fucking your mummy’s hot arsehole? Don’t you like me being a nasty slut for you?”

“Yes! What else?”

“Your father loved it, too. Uhn…As do I…O lord, that feels good…”

She continued to writhe and tease, the lips of her anus stretching to follow my cock each time I withdrew, then greedily sucking me back in as I thrust into her once again.

“You know, darling, your father used to say that anal sex could – uhn – be even more fun for men than for women.”

“Oh?” I slowed my thrusts into her rectal heat and tried to concentrate on what she was saying rather than the mounting wave that was leading so surely toward a hot, creamy climax inside my depraved mother’s bowels.

“Well, you’ve got your prostate inside your bottom. He loved it when I used to tickle that for him. Just like you. We – uhn – women don’t have that. He said that was probably why he sometimes – uhn – liked to have sex with other men…”

“He what?”

This was news, but not exactly arousing news to me. I’d been brought a considerable distance along the road to sexual enlightenment, but the idea of having sex with another male was, well, just creepy. I paused my anal exploration.

“Don’t stop, darling. Oh, that’s better. Nice and slow like that, yes…Uhn. He let me watch, too, you know. It was so naughty and exciting!”

“Mum, I don’t know that I want to hear this…”

“Truly it was, sweetie. He and his friend Tim sometimes played together in our room, and I’d hide in the wardrobe. I could see them sucking each other. Uhn. Oh, when they used to squirt their cum on each other, it was so dirty! And then one might get on all fours, and I’d watch as the other – uhn – pushed his cock up his arsehole and they’d fuck just like we’re doing now. I don’t know how – uhn – how I kept quiet, watching them and playing with myself. Do you have any friends you’d like to play with like that?”

“No, Mum, I don’t,” I said definitely.

“Well, you should keep an open mind, darling. You might find that…”

The rest of the thought was lost as the phone rang. Mum reached across the table to pluck the receiver from the wall.

“Hello? … Oh hello darling! How are you getting on? … Uhn. That sounds lovely! … You’re back safely then? … Yes, we’ve missed you dreadfully. … Peter? Yes, he’s fine. … Well, since you ask, at the moment he’s fucking me up the arse…Uhn…Oh it’s lovely. It feels a bit like shitting on the way out, and then he packs me so – uhn – full when he shoves his dick back in again. Listen…”

Mum took the receiver from her ear and held it down between her legs, laughing, as I continued to plough her anus. She returned it to her ear.

“You didn’t believe me? Oh I’m shattered! … Yes I know it’s filthy, what did you expect? I’m your mother! … Oh you want to hear me cum, do you? You little vixen – well I’m not sure, but I’ll diddle my clit and see how we get on…Uhn…Have you been playing with anyone? … Robert? … Any girls? … Well, we are rather spoiled, you know, but I’m sure – uhn – we can make it up to you when we get the chance…uhn, uhn…Oh dear, I think I really am going to cum, hang on sweetie while I … Oh! Peter is, too! I can feel him throbbing in my arsehole! He’s squirting his cum up Mummy’s arse! All hot and sticky! You hear, darling? Peter’s cumming in my arse! … Oh that was nice, whew, I wasn’t expecting that … Hmm? What’s that? … Oh shit, I completely forgot! I’m supposed to be at a morning tea with her. I’m late already. Just have to explain to them, I suppose, ‘Sorry I’m late, ladies. I was being buggered by my son and my bottom’s full of fresh semen.’ Ha, ha, ha! … Hang on, I can feel Peter’s cock wilting, it’s going to make this awful wet farty noise when it comes out. … Sorry, sweetie, what was that? … Yes, we’ll see you this afternoon. .… And Peter sends his love, I’m sure.”

“Yes, hi, sis!”

“Okay, darling, bye! … Bye!”

As mum reached forward to put down the receiver, my cock slipped from her anus, her hole obscenely relaxed, open and pink. Gobs of semen bubbled noisily from her violated orifice as she looked back at me.

“You like it, don’t you?” she asked wickedly.

“Fucking your arse?”

“Yes, and watching your cum oozing out.”

She reached over her arched back and ran a finger teasingly round her spermy hole.

“Yeah, I do. It’s, um, really dirty and exciting.”

“No one will ever be as dirty for you as me, darling. Not even your sister,” Mum continued. She strained and her anus protruded, a large blob of spunk slipping from it. She caught the pearly wad in her fingers.

“No one,” she said, looking into my eyes as she held up the gooey treasure.

“No one,” she repeated as she lifted it and, tilting back her head, let the slimy strands drip from her fingers into her open mouth, her eyes locked on mine.

“Oh, Mum, that’s so…” I was lost for words.

“I know,” she smiled, slowly licking her fingers one by one. “And I know what my boy likes. Now,” she continued briskly, pecking me on the cheek, “until Alice asked me about Sarah Tillsbury I completely forgot the morning tea that I’m supposed to be at with her and the bridge ladies. I’d much rather be here, having sex with my horny son, but I must fly, darling.”

She dashed off to get dressed. In minutes she emerged, looking the proper forty-ish mother-of-teens that, much of the time, she was.

“I shan’t be too long, sweetheart. I’ll be wanting a little more of this when I get back,” she said, squeezing my slimy cock in passing as she headed for the door.

Alice arrived home shortly after 12:00. To my gratified surprise she was alone.

“Where’s, ah…”

“Robert?”

“Yeah,” I asked as she came in.

“We broke up.”

“Oh?”

“About a week into the trip, actually.”

“Really? You didn’t say anything. What happened?’

“He freaked out when he sort of worked out that you were my first fuck.”

“Oh, shit. How so?”

“He kept at me and at me to tell him all about my ‘past sexual experiences.’ He just picked and picked: Was it this person? Was it that person? Boy, girl, how long did you know them and so on and so on. I shouldn’t have said I’d known them a quite long time…”

“But you didn’t actually say it was me, did you?”

“Not in so many words. And when he put it to me flat out I denied it. But he didn’t believe me.”

“And was he…is he going to do anything?”

“Probably not. It’s not like he has proof of anything at all; it’s only a feeling. Enough to ditch me but not enough to get us jailed.”

“It’s a worry though. Jeez, when I think of that day with Mum in the park…”

“What day in the park?”

As we entered Alice’s room and she began changing her clothes I relayed my car parking adventure with Mum of a couple of years earlier.

“We could easily have been sprung. I was worried enough then, but shit, when I think about it now it’s really scary.”

“Trust Mum to do something outrageous.”

“Well, you know her, she certainly can be out there. And dirty.”

“Dirty, huh?” Alice asked, tossing her newly shed panties to me. I held them to my nose. The scent was deliciously rank: crotch and arse and cunt and piss.

“You like that, huh? God, you are turning into such a pervert!” She pulled her t-shirt over her head, freeing her small tits and jumped onto her bed, kneeling to spread her crotch. Facing me, she began idly running her fingers over her puss as we talked.

“Anyway, did you really fuck mum up the arse this morning, or was she only joking with me on the phone?”

“Yeah, I really did.”

“Oh, wow, I don’t believe it! That is so fucking filthy!”

“I’ll say. And I did cum in her arse while she was talking to you.”

“Oh, fuck! That is so hot!” Alice’s fingers began to circle her clit with greater purpose. “God, my family are so nasty!” I rose and moved towards her. “Can I eat you?”

“I haven’t washed for two days – well, you could tell that from my panties, couldn’t you, you little pervert?” She didn’t stop fingering herself; rather she lay back to get comfortable. “You want to eat my dirty cunt? Be my guest. You can suck on my arsehole, too, if you like…”

She drew up her knees to fully present herself. I knelt between her legs and eagerly bent down to her odorous crotch. In fact, the fresh cunt-flow of her arousal was now the predominant scent and taste of her pussy: it was less pissy and sweaty than I anticipated. Her arsehole, though, was definitely a little rank, and she squealed in depraved delight as I tongued it.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck yes!” she cried, working her clit once more, “Suck it! Suck that dirty hole.”

She slipped one finger, then two into her cunt and they made squishy noises as my attention focused for the moment on her dirty treasure and her perineum and I sucked up the girl-juice flowing freely down from her slit.

I laboured long and diligently in the worship of her cunt and anus, but never was a task more welcome. The sharing of her filthy pleasure more than made up for the rasping of the underside of my tongue, the aching of my neck. And as her excitement mounted and her climax drew near, her pink pucker relaxed enough for me to almost push my tongue inside her hot little bottom.

“Oh, you fucking animal! That’s it, stick your tongue in, stick it up my shit-hole! Oh yeah, oh yeah, eat my arsehole while I cum, you filthy pig!”

Alice’s orgasm was gushingly wet on my face, a delicious bath of girl-juice flowing from her hot young cunt all over my cheeks and into my mouth. Then the ebb, as she relaxed and stopped playing with her fevered genitals.

“Like that?” I enquired.

“Oh, yeah! Fuck, you’re a dirty little animal though,” she giggled. I might have said much the same of her, but I was brought up to be polite.

“Wanna fuck me?” The question was redundant. I pulled down my pants to free my throbbing cock, and Alice then dragged my shirt over my head.

“Oh, wait a minute. Have you had a shower since that was up Mum’s arse?”

“Ah, no.”

“Well, you’d better. Come on, I need one anyway.”

We scampered to the bathroom and stood together in the stall.

“This,” Alice declared, gripping my cock, “Isn’t going in me until it’s clean.”

Without turning on the shower she soaped up her hand and began massaging my stiff cock.

“Mmm,” she said, “You’ve got all hard for me, haven’t you? Good thing: I haven’t had a fuck for weeks. Here, let me taste your arsehole: turn round.”

I leaned against the tiles and presented my arse to her. She reached round to continue stroking me and squatted to bury her face in my bottom, hornily licking and sucking at my sensitive hole. The sensations were exquisite, augmented by her enthusiastic moans, as if she were savouring the most delicious of fruit.

“Oh fuck, Alice, don’t, don’t! You’ll make me cum!”

I tore myself away from her teasing mouth and turned to face her.

She laughed. “You like that, huh? You like being rimmed? You are such a fucking pig!” And she jacked me for all she was worth. “Come on then, come on, spray your goo!” She squatted down before me, eager hands working my hot pole. “Do it on my face! Cum on your slut sister!”

“Oh fuck, you dirty bitch,“ I muttered as I began spurting. Alice closed her eyes and pumped my cock hard, each stroke to the root bringing another hot jet of spunk squirting onto her pretty face. My beautiful filthy sister, oh yes, you make me cum, you make me cum so, so fucking hard!

“That it?” she asked, opening her eyes again. Globs of warm semen dripped from her nose and chin, down her chest and onto the floor.

“Uh-huh”.

“Jeez, I thought you wanted to fuck me,” she pouted. “And my pussy’s so hot and juicy, too.”

“Well I can’t help it if you’re going to do that,” I protested.

“And I can’t help it if you’re such a filthy pig,” she laughed, standing and turning on the water.

I fingered her from behind as we bathed, running my cock up and down her soapy arse-crack, and teasing her nipples with the other hand.

“Yeah, I like that,” she responded, working her arse against me, “That’s good.” My wicked sister was getting me all hard again.

“I want to stick it in you from behind.”

“Are you properly clean?” She turned to inspect my rod, and gave it a quick soaping, reaching beneath to rinse my balls too. Then she leaned against the tiles and poked out her cute bottom. I ran my cock up and down her slit.

“Not in my arse: I’m not ready for that I don’t think.”

“No, I want my sister’s cunt.”

“Your horny sister?”

“My slutty horny sister and her hot juicy cunt.”

“Ha ha! Well, stick it up her horny cunt and fuck her!”

She reached between her legs to guide the head of my cock to her hot little fuck-hole and wriggled herself onto it. Bugger it, I thought, and rammed myself balls deep in her with one determined thrust. “Oh ow!” she cried. “Oh fuck!”

“Sorry! Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s alright. Just a bit sudden, that’s all.” I let her catch her breath before she continued in a mock school-marmish tone, “You may fuck me now.”

So I did. What glorious pleasure it was to work my hot cock in and out of her tight young snatch, now gripping her hips and pounding hard and fast, now luxuriating slowly in the teasing heat of her snug fuck-hole, and always delighting in the frisson of our illicit incestuous pleasure. And she was such an eager little slut, so hot to fuck her brother, poking out her firm little bottom to give me better access to her cunt, working herself juicily back and forth along my stiff penis, writhing to have every inch of her pink channel explored by hard cockmeat.

“You are such a fucking slut,” I panted in her ear. “Allowing your brother to fuck you.”

“Yeah, and doesn’t he love sticking his cock into his sister?” she agreed, “Up her wet juicy cunt…”

“You want my cum?”

“Yeah, fuck, cum in me, Pete, cum in me…”

“Do you – ah – oh – do you feel – uh fuck – that?”

“Yeah! I can feel your cock throbbing. Oh, pump it into me, Pete! Pump your cum up my cunt! Oh fuck yes! Yes! Yes!”

My dick spasmed hotly, squirting its pearly juice deep inside her as I came, she writhing against the wall of the shower, scratching her horny itch on my hard veined length, reveling in her power to bring me off.

I was spent. And the water was getting cold. I turned it off as my wilting cock slipped from her slick channel. We toweled ourselves dry and headed for the kitchen without bothering to dress.

“I thought Mum would be back by now,” I said.

“What’s the time? Nearly 2:00, yeah. Oh well, she probably won’t be long. I’m hungry.”

We raided the fridge for cheese, sausage and whatever else we could find and took it outside to lie in the sun while we ate.

We caught up on her finishing university, me finishing school, her trip. I told her about Lucy and Mum.

“Aw,” she said sympathetically, “That’s sad. God, she can be such a bitch sometimes. You know, being away at uni has given me at least a chance to be outside our little fishbowl for a bit.”

“How d’you mean?”

“Ah, well, our little family is very different from other kids’. We’re used to it, but maybe we don’t see things, ah, we don’t see how weird we three are. Not that I mind it, y’know, it’s what I’ve grown up with, and I must say, the sex is great. But you should really try to find a university place away from here, just to give you the chance to look in from the outside a bit.”

“Yoo-hoo! I’m home!” Mum’s voice came jauntily from the front door.

“We’ll talk about this some more,” Alice said, rising to go inside.

I followed her sinuous form into the kitchen, where Mum greeted us.

“Oh, you’re both naked!” she cooed, throwing her arms round Alice and kissing her on the lips.

Alice chuckled and returned it, open-mouthed, reaching behind Mum’s back and working the zipper of her sundress down.

“You’ve been drinking, Mummy, haven’t you?” she charged.

“Little bit. Are you horny, darling?” Mum breathed, pulling the dress off her shoulders to expose her bra. For answer Alice grabbed for Mum’s crotch and ran her fingers lightly up and down it through her skirts.

“I’ve got something for you, Mummy,” Alice responded archly.

“Whass that, sweetheart?” Mum’s dress dropped to the floor, and she reached behind her back to free her tits from their lacy confinement.

“It’s a secret. You’ll have to guess.”

“Ah, animal, vegetable or mineral?” Mum casually rubbed her pussy through her panties before hooking her fingers under them and bending to pull them down. They caught on the heel of her right sandal and she grabbed at the kitchen table to steady herself before freeing them.

“Animal. Looks like you’ve been having a few wines, Mum. The ladies get you on the grog, did they?”

Mum laughed throatily. “Norratall, sweetie. Animal, you say. Is it something to eat?”

“Yes.”

“Let me guess…” Mum looked over at me and teased a nipple between thumb and forefinger. “Is it a nice hard penis?”

“Could be, but no.”

She looked back to Alice, a little disappointed but nevertheless eager.

“Um, is it a pair of young tits?”

Alice began fingering herself as she leant in to place little kisses on Mum’s throat.

“Uh-uh. No.”

“Is it a young woman’s hot little cunt?” Mum murmured, placing her hand above Alice’s, and following my sister’s masturbating fingers with her own.

“You’ll have to see,” Alice responded breathily.

Mum backed Alice up against the sink and squatted down before her. Pushing my sister’s thighs apart she leant forward and clamped her mouth over Alice’s mound.

‘Oh yeah, Mum, stick your tongue in like that,” Alice moaned, “Do you get it? Can you taste it? Oh fuck, eat me, Mummy!”

Slurping and sucking noisily at Alice’s fuckhole, Mum started frigging herself.

“Can you taste his jizz, Mum? Suck it all out of me, suck his nasty fuckjuice out of my cunt…”

Without ceasing her oral assault Mum nodded and moaned, her own fingers working rapidly on her clit. Drained as I had been, my cock rose stiffly to the occasion. I stroked it lightly, teasing myself. And then, whilst still bringing my sister towards orgasm, Mum gently eased a thumb up her own snatch and started working fingers deeply into her own arsehole, still relaxed and slimy from our earlier encounter. One or two small traces of sperm oozed out of her, dripping onto the floor.

Alice closed her eyes and scrunched up her face in tension and with shaking thighs gave herself over to the groaning orgasm Mum coaxed from her young loins. She leant back, panting, against the sink. Mum slithered to her feet and held her close.

“Tashte,” she said, her mouth half full, and they kissed lasciviously, rubbing against each other’s bodies, tongues wetly probing each other’s mouths, sharing the juicy mix of warm semen and girl-spend that Mum had sucked from Alice’s lovehole. So nasty.

And Mum humped against Alice’s leg, working herself to climax like a randy dog, her bottom trembling and her tits jiggling, shamelessly stimulating herself in front of her children, while Alice gave little love bites to her neck and pulled Mum’s hips hard against her own thigh.

“That’s it, rub your pussy on me, bring yourself off you dirty whore!” she urged. “Look, your son’s watching you and rubbing his dick. Do you like that? He’s watching his drunk slut of a mother working her clit on her daughter’s leg and pulling his cock. What a slut you are. What a filthy perverted slut. What are you?”

“A filthy slut, uhn uhn, a filthy slut who has sex with her own children, uhn…”

“Who sucks semen from her daughter’s cunt…”

“And fucks her son…”

“…And takes his cock up her arse.”

“…And I fucking love it,” Mum growled.

Half-drunk or not, her determination to reach orgasm was not to be denied. “Lemme fuck your cunt, baby,” she continued, grabbing Alice by the hand and staggering into the living room with her, “On the floor, c’mon…”

She pulled Alice down and twined their legs together, scissor-wise. Pressing her plump pussy up against Alice’s own, Mum began to hump against my sister’s slit, working her clit against her daughter’s warm sex.

“Uhn, uhn, uhn, fuck yeah, little cunt, little cunt, you little…” she babbled as she brought herself off, lost in some semi-conscious world of her own, some place of dark secrets, hot flesh and wet pleasure.

When she was done, Mum sloppily embraced Alice before lying back, panting. Unusually, for my own part I did not masturbate to orgasm, though my self-stimulation while watching their wanton play had been very arousing. Between them, they had already drained me of all the cum I could emit for one day. Soon Mum was dozing, and we helped her to bed

“I really mean it,” Alice urged, resuming our conversation of earlier in the day, “Get away to go to uni. Have fun. Get drunk with girls your own age. There’s no shortage of horny little bitches dying to lose their virginity, y’know. Mum’s always going to be here.”

“And I guess she’ll always be willing, if I miss out elsewhere,” I joked.

“On the indications of, say, the last decade, I’d reckon so.”

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