Explorations Ch. 07byReardon1©
Amy Tanner lay sprawled on her bed, naked and spent. As she reached orgasmic bliss, she had fantasized that it was her son that had brought her to orgasm. A new wrinkle in her fantasy was the insertion of her daughter, Jessica into the mix. She imagined her beautiful daughter licking her large breasts as her son pounded away between her legs. Once she had finished, a familiar guilt set in coupled with the longing to satisfy her appetite for something she could not have.
Last month, she had arranged a rendezvous with a young coed and lived out her fantasy, role-playing with the college student, pretending to fuck her son, Dan. She had hoped it would exorcise the demon that haunted her; in reality, it only made her hungrier for more. Two weeks later, she met the boy again. But, the next morning she woke up and realized she could not continue the affair.
She had lasted three weeks since that last meeting without pleasuring herself. She knew that if she did, her wandering mind would settle on the image of her son's large cock slamming her cunt. She was almost proud of the accomplishment until this morning. She awoke from a dream at 7:00 – a dream in which she was seduced by her daughter and forced to strip in front of her son. Jessica tied her down on a bed and lowered her wet pussy to her mother's mouth, making her lick her sex. The next thing she remembered was being made to watch Jessica suck off her brother's dick. Jessica toyed with Amy, telling her that she was going to make her take Dan's manhood and there was nothing she could do to stop her. Jessica took a hold of Dan's shaft and guided it into their mother's pussy. Before Amy knew it, her son was fucking her as Jessica sat on her face, forcing herself on her mother. That was when she woke up in a sweat. Moments later, she was watching the DVD her daughter had sent her as she pushed a vibrator into her wet hole.
Completely spent, Amy looked over at the clock and decided to get up. It was December 21st and both her son and daughter were coming home from college for Christmas exodus. They would be home for two weeks and she had no idea how she was going to refrain from masturbating, especially with the object of her desire so close for the next 14 days.
That afternoon, as Amy worked in the kitchen preparing dinner, she heard the front door open. "Hello. Mom, you home?" It was Dan. Despite herself, Amy felt her heart skip a beat. He's your son, for God's sake!
"I'm in the kitchen," she yelled as she dropped what she was doing and went into the family room. Dan looked better than she remembered; his hair was cut shorter than usual and he had obviously been working out religiously as his sculpted body strained the shirt he was wearing. "Hi, honey. Welcome home."
Amy was swallowed up by the long wingspan of her tall son. She wrapped her arms around him, feeling the taut muscles of his back. The hug lasted for a few seconds, but Amy's body betrayed her, as she felt a tingling sensation between her legs. You fucking whore, get a hold of yourself!
"I'm almost done getting dinner ready," Amy said. "Why don't you bring your bag up to your room and then tell me how finals went."
A couple minutes later, Dan came down to the kitchen. "So, how did it go? You didn't mention how you did last time we talked," Amy asked.
"Aced them," Dan said. "At least I think I did. Have you talked to Jess? When is she coming in?"
Amy had gotten an email from her daughter the night before stating she would be in by dinner. "I'd guess around 5:00. She had some things she said she needed to take care of before she drove down."
As Dan filled her in, answering her questions about classes, girls, and dorm life, she tried to refrain from looking at him as she concentrated on preparing dinner. Before this all began – before she had caught him and Jessica with their neighbor, before she had received the DVD from Jessica – she had noticed that her son was a good-looking young man. Those two events, however, changed everything. She now saw him and Jessica as sexual beings. Mothers know their kids have sex; Amy actually witnessed it. Compounding the situation was that Amy was in her sexual prime and lonely. This made her vulnerable to the forbidden fantasies that plagued her dreams.
As these thoughts whirled around her head, she heard a key in the lock. "Hey, I'm home!"
Almost instantaneously, Dan stood up to meet Jessica. No brother is that anxious to see his sister, Amy thought - unless of course the sister was beautiful and gave her brother blowjobs. What am I going to do? I have completely lost control of these two and I'm so horny that if they invited me to join in, I'm afraid I would.
Jessica saw Dan coming to meet her. Damn, he looks delicious. I want to take him right here. "Hey, Dan. I missed you."
Dan couldn't help staring. Jessica was wearing a white tank top, her bra straps askew and exposed; her short skirt was maybe six inches above the knee, displaying her toned legs. Without thinking, he took a hold of her and held her close to his body, crushing her tits to his chest.
Jessica felt swallowed whole in Dan's large frame. She tilted her head up to look in his eyes. They told him all she needed to know. He hasn't met anyone who can please him the way I can. She placed her hand on the back of his neck and brought his mouth to hers. She meant it to be a quick kiss since their mother was just in the other room, but Dan's hunger superceded all rational thought as he ran his large hand through her dark hair and forced his tongue through her parted lips. He really wants me, she thought as her head spun from the passion of his kiss. I need to feed our hunger. I need to feel his cock slide down my throat. I need –
"Jessica, I'm glad your home," her mother said in a flat tone. The two quickly turned and separated. Both were red with embarrassment or was it something else, Amy thought. She knew the answer. They weren't embarrassed; they were in heat!
Jessica walked over and hugged her mother. "Hi, mom. How have you been?"
Amy wanted to slap her. How could she act like nothing was going on? They were practically making out and she asks me how I've been?! Amy was livid, but she held herself in check. "I've been good. C'mon, dinner's almost ready."
Over dinner, Amy tried her best to engage her two children in conversation, asking them about school and what they had planned for the coming semester. Jessica had begun volleyball practices and talked about her teammates and her roommate.
"So, your roommate," Amy began, "where is she from?"
Jessica told her she was from Boston and that her family was from South Korea. She said they got along well and that they would probably be roommates next year. Dan had a knowing smile on his face when Jessica said they would be rooming together again. He knew the main reason was because Jessica had seduced the young girl and that they were lovers. He just hoped he could visit Jessica sometime in the next couple of months and meet this girl.
That night, the family stayed up late watching a movie. It provided a sense of normalcy that left Amy feeling better as she went to bed. Maybe, she thought, we can work this out. They were good kids and hard working. She hadn't seen their grades yet, but if they were to be believed, they were both doing well in school. Ultimately, Amy knew that she would eventually need to confront Jessica and find out her motivations for what she was doing, and figure out how she as the mother, could regain control of the family. In her heart, Amy knew that whether she meant to do it or not, Jessica was slowly taking over. Both herself and her son were under her spell and she didn't know exactly how to break it.
Downstairs, Dan and Jessica sat on the sofa, the television on in the background. "So, what's going on with you and your roommate?" Dan asked.
"She's completely submissive to me. I can have her anytime I want, practically anywhere I want. A few days ago we were in the library studying for finals when for some reason I got really horny. I just gave her a look and she knew that I wanted her right then and there. We went into one of the bathrooms in the lower level of the library and she ate my pussy in one of the stalls. It was so hot." Jessica hesitated for a moment and then continued. "She's really sweet and I like her a lot…outside of sex, I mean. The funny thing is, she's very cute, but she's not the type I normally am attracted to. I guess it's because she was so innocent and naïve that I just had to have her. It's not like I made her have sex with me. I just opened her up to the possibilities and she took to it."
"I think it's hot how you seduced her," Dan said. "It really turns me on whenever you tell me about what you've been doing with her."
Jessica crawled over to Dan and straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She could feel his hardness against her and wished she had the courage to take his manhood inside her pussy. She brought herself back from her reverie. "As much as I enjoy sex with Yun, there's nothing I crave more than the feel of your tongue on my clit; your strong hands on my ass; your big cock in my mouth."
Dan closed his eyes and reveled in the sensations running through his body as Jessica grinded against him. His cock was aching for his sister. He could smell her sex and it made him drunk with lust. He watched Jessica's beautiful body move agonizingly slow up and down, her wonderful breasts inches from his face.
Jessica whispered in his ear. "C'mon, baby. Let's go to bed."
* * * *
The next few days were difficult for Amy. Yes, they had a wonderful Christmas, opening presents and having a big dinner that they had all helped prepare. But in the back of her mind the whole time was a combination of anger at her daughter for undermining her authority; disappointment in herself for not doing something about; but perhaps most of all, guilt for the small part of her that got a thrill from being taken advantage of by her sexy daughter.
Amy knew that she was in a precarious position. How to proceed was what weighed on her mind as the days went by. She realized this was the best chance she would have until the summer to put most of her cards on the table and talk to Jessica.
New Year's Eve came and Dan planned on going out with some of his high school friends to a party a couple of blocks away. Jessica decided, to her mother's surprise, to stay home and celebrate New Year's with her. "I'm not really in the mood to go out and I didn't want to leave you alone while Dan and I were both out partying," she had said to Amy that morning. Besides, Jessica thought, when Dan got home from partying with the boys, he would be starving for me.
That night, mother and daughter had a quiet dinner then turned on one of the many countdown broadcasts. "I'm going to open a sparkling wine. Do you want a glass?" Amy asked.
The question surprised Jessica. She didn't really drink. She had finally broken down and had a couple of beers at a party before finals week. It was okay, but she suspected that she would like wine. "Okay. Thanks, mom."
Jessica took the rose colored glass of wine from her mom. She watched the bubbles rush to the top of the glass. "Cheers," her mother said as they clinked glasses. Jessica took a sip and was instantly hooked on the sparkling rosé made from pinot noir grapes. The chilled, bubbly liquid slid down her throat and brought a warm feeling to her chest that made her face flush. "That's yummy," Jessica said as she took another sip.
Two hours later, the bottle was empty and the two women were sitting on the couch watching a band perform on the television as scenes from Times Square showed hordes of people standing like a pack of sardines in the freezing temperatures. Amy was completely relaxed for the first time since her children had come home. She let the warmth of her buzz wash over her. The wine gave Amy the liquid courage she needed to talk to Jessica.
"I see you and Dan are getting along well," she said with a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.
Jessica, feeling a little tipsy, felt her heart skip a beat. She quickly regained her composure. "We've always gotten along well. I guess because we're twins."
The wine allowed Amy to answer with the wit she normally displayed around her friends. "True," she answered, "that and the fact that you're blowing him seems to help."
Jessica was stunned by her mother's forwardness; this was unexpected. Until this point, her mother had been complacent; Jessica and Dan had been pushing the envelope for some time and she thought she had her mother completely under her control. Her and Dan's kiss, right in front of their mother, obviously went too far and pushed her over the edge. For the moment, Jessica wasn't sure how to proceed. Her mind raced to find a retort or a way of minimizing the situation. Nothing came to mind. "I'm sorry – what?"
"Look," Amy began, "obviously there was the incident with Mary. We talked. I tried to put it behind us. Then I get a package in the mail. You obviously sent it. The question is why. Why did you send me that DVD?"
Her mother sounded angry, but searching her eyes, Jessica also saw frustration and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. Was it shame or guilt? Jessica decided to answer with the truth and see where that left her. "I sent it because I thought you would enjoy it. I see the way you look at Dan. I can specifically remember one time when he was coming out of the pool to help you with groceries. You should have seen how you stared at him. I'm experienced enough to know lust when I see it. That's what gave me the idea to make a video. I knew you were lonely and horny. Hell, where do you think I inherited my high sex drive? Are you telling me that you only watched it that one time and threw it away?" Jessica tried to reassert her position of strength.
Amy could feel her guilt begin to overtake her anger. What her daughter had done was flat out wrong. But Amy couldn't get past the fact that Jessica was also right in her assessment. She was dead-on as a matter of fact. She did lust after her son; she was very lonely; and she did keep the DVD and had practically worn it out. "The real issue," Amy said, trying to regain her hold of the conversation, "is why you felt and continue to feel that this behavior is acceptable. From having sex with your brother to flaunting your discretions in front of me – do you understand how wrong you've been?"
Jessica now had a choice to make. She could appease her mother, admit she was out of line, and apologize profusely, or she could try and take the reigns away from her mother completely. The question she needed to answer for herself in the next few seconds was how important was it to her to maintain dominance in her relationship with not only her mother, but with Dan? If she acquiesced to her mother, the dominoes would fall. Jessica wanted Dan too much, at least at this point in her life, to give it all up.
Jessica looked at her mother with a soft smile and knowing eyes. "How many times have you masturbated to that DVD – one, ten, thirty times? More than you can count?" She continued before her mother could answer. "How many times have you thought about that day you caught us with Mary and wished it was you between me and Dan? I did it because I'm your daughter and I know you, mom. I didn't do it because I don't respect you; I did it because I wanted you to be free from your self-persecution. I did it because I wanted you to experience the pleasure that I have."
Amy sat in awe and silence. She was completely at a loss for words.
Jessica continued. "Tell me I'm wrong and I'll apologize and admit I was stupid for having such assumptions. Tell me you threw the DVD away. Tell me you don't fantasize about touching Dan's naked body. Tell me you wouldn't want to share his bed with me. I haven't fucked him. It's a line we've drawn…for now at least. Tell me you wouldn't feel a hint of jealousy if you caught me fucking him. Would you be jealous of him, me, or both?" Jessica knew she had regained control and now was going in for the kill. Her mother's skin was red, probably from both anger and arousal. She was vulnerable and ripe for the taking. Jessica moved closer to her mother and rested her hand on the hot, smooth skin of her thigh. "Tell me you haven't fantasized about me taking you the way I took Mary."
Jessica leaned forward and whispered in her mother's ear. "Do you want to know what I fantasize about?" As she spoke, she slid her fingertips down her mother's neck, across her large breasts (noticing her erect nipples), and rested her hand on her mother's inner thigh. Jessica slipped her hand under the fabric of her mother's shorts until she found what she was looking for. "After I finished swallowing Dan's cum last night…by the way, I heard you outside the door. Why do you think we had sex in my room with the door ajar? Last night was for you, mom. After I finished him off, I made myself come with my vibrator, thinking about you and Dan eating my pussy. I came so hard thinking about your face buried between my legs. I think your beautiful, mom. I bet Dan does too. He probably wouldn't last two minutes with us. What do you think?" Jessica laughed in her mother's ear. "I know you want it. Tell me that you want it. Tell me how much you've wanted me to eat your pussy. Tell me how much you've wanted Dan to take you from behind while you lick my wet hole."
Amy sat frozen the entire time Jessica spoke. A battle was raging inside her mind. The wine had lowered her defenses. Jessica was attempting to finish her off. Jessica wanted dominance over both her and Dan – Amy could see that now. She didn't dare look at Jessica; she just stared straight ahead as her daughter's fingers touched her skin. God, her hands are so soft. She's reaching under my shorts. I have to stop this now! No, don't touch me. You'll feel how wet I am. Yes, I want you to lick me. Yes, I want Dan to fuck me. God help me, I want it so badly.
Jessica reached her mother's panties and felt the wetness between her legs. As far as she was concerned, that was the green light she was looking for. You belong to me now. You, Dan, and Yun are mine. In all respects, you are my mother – except one. In the bedroom, you will submit to me. Jessica's fingers had been resting on the cotton panties beneath her mother's shorts. Now she was rubbing the length of her mother's pussy, finding her clit, and then circling it with her fingertips. Her mother remained still, eyes closed, and mouth open. A soft moan escaped her lips.
Amy's lack of action had decided her fate. She was so aroused by her daughter's touch that she couldn't stop now if she wanted to; she needed release and Jessica was going to give it to her. Just this one time…I can't stop her. I need this so bad. Maybe if I let it happen once, I'll be free.
"You're so wet," Jessica said. "I can feel the heat from your pussy." Jessica slowly used her free hand to unbutton her mother's shorts. She slipped her hand out and pulled them down her mother's long legs. Jessica was mesmerized by the spell her mother was under. Without a word, her mother lifted her butt off the sofa to allow the shorts to fall to her feet.
Jessica pulled off her top and quickly released her large breasts from her lace bra. She stood in front of Amy and looked down at her confused, fiery eyes. Jessica was wearing a pair of thin, pajama shorts held up by a drawstring tied in a bow. "Finish undressing me," Jessica said. Jessica held her breath as she saw her mother fight an inward battle. Either she'll stop this now or she will be mine, Jessica thought.