Brother, Sister & Mom have Sex Ch. 05

As if hiding from their mother but in plain sight, Jason cowered back in his sister's bedroom with his sister.

"No, we weren't having sex," he said. "But I liked to," he said mumbling under his breath to his sister. 'We were just about to have sex,' he thought while returning his mother's stare.

Jessica looked from her son to look at her daughter.

"Then, if you're not having sex, why are you both naked? What's wrong with you two? My God," she said blessing herself with the sign of the cross. "You're brother and sister. You can't have sex with your sister and you can't have sex with your brother," she said looking from Jason to look at Jennifer while raising her tone. "That's incest. That's nasty. That's disgusting. That's forbidden. That's illegal. That's crossing the line," she said looking at her daughter.

Jessica looked at both her son in daughter with rage, hurt, and confusion. She looked as if she wanted to kill them both. Not the reaction that Jason was hoping for, he was sad that there was no way his mother would strip naked. He was disappointed that there was no way his mother would have lesbian sex with her daughter. With his incestuous, sexual fantasy being flushed down the toilet, there was no way his mother would have threesome sex with him and/or with Jennifer.

"Mom, I can explain," said Jennifer with sad but sexually excited eyes.

Obviously not wanting or needing an explanation the fact that her daughter and her son were both naked in her daughter's bedroom was enough for her. What more did she need to know? What more did she need to see? She obviously knew and saw all that she needed to know and see. She continued lambasting her children.

"Explain? How can you explain being naked in front of your brother?" She shook her head while wagging her finger of anger and disappointment at her daughter. "I'd expect Jason wanting to have sex with his sister, but I expected more control from you, Jennifer," she said giving them both the mad, wide-eyed, motherly stare. "Is this what they teach you in college? Is having incestuous sex with your brother an extra curriculum, college course? How dare you? God forbid your brother impregnates you with his two headed, three-legged child."

Jason and Jennifer stood before their mother, Jessica, naked. Jason stood before his mother with his hand covering his stiff prick and Jennifer stood before her mother with her hand covering her brown, trimmed pussy and her forearm covering her naked breasts. Jason appeared more sexual aroused than he appeared embarrassed. Jennifer's embarrassment was peppered with her sexual excitement. Jessica, on the other hand, even though she stared from one of her naked children to the other, looked angry.

"He gave me money to watch me undress," said Jennifer with a self-righteously innocent attitude while throwing her brother under the bus. "He gave me money to strip naked."

Jessica looked from her daughter to look at her son before returning her focused stare at her daughter. Obviously not a good enough reason for her daughter to strip naked in front of her brother, she made a face of disgusted disappointment. Taking a moment for what Jennifer confessed to register, she confronted her daughter with her outrage.

"He what? He gave you money to strip naked? And you stripped naked? My God, Jennifer. What's wrong with you? How could you? You're such a whore," she said shaking her head with disappointment. "If it's not bad enough that you expose your topless and naked body to hordes of men to win yet another idiotic, wet T-shirt contest during Spring Break but now must you strip naked for your brother too?"

She shrugged while looking down at the floor.

"What can I say? I needed the money," she said with an uncaring shrug.

Jessica rolled her eyes and sighed her frustration at her children.

"If he offered you money to jump off a bridge, would you have jumped?" Jessica looked from her daughter to look at her son. Like mother, like daughter, it was too late for the whore of a mother to instill respectable morals in her whore of a daughter. She turned her outrage to her son. "With her doing nothing sexual without being paid, what else did you two do? Did you have sex? Where did you get money enough to give to your sister for her to agree to strip naked?"

Jennifer looked at her mother with hurt mixed with anger and spiced with sexual arousal.

"Jesus Mom. You make me feel like a prostitute," she said in her defense before putting her mother in her place. "You make me feel as big of a whore as you are for stroking and sucking men for money after work," said Jennifer going from throwing her brother under the bus to throwing her mother under the bus too. "I'm sorry for saying that but did you think that I don't know what you do? It's a small town and people talk. No doubt unbeknownst to you, but some of your cocktail customers are my friend's fathers. You've had sex with their Dad's."

Seemingly already sorry for saying what she said, she looked at her mother with sadness while Jessica looked at her daughter with resoluteness.

"I did what I had to do to support my family," said Jessica unapologetically. Seemingly unfazed by what her daughter had just said about her being the bigger whore, she ignored her daughter to stare at her son. "I'll ask you again. Where did you get money enough to give to your sister for her to agree to strip naked?"

When Jason didn't answer his mother, his sister spoke for him.

"He found it," said Jennifer talking for her brother.

When her son fell mute and his sister responded for him, Jessica continued her interrogation of her son nonetheless.

"Found it? Where did you find money in this neighborhood? No one but drug dealers, pimps, and cops on the take paid to look the other way have any money," she said.

He gave his sister a hostile stare that she'd betray him before he had the chance to respond to his mother. Wishing his sexual hopes of seducing his mother hadn't happened in this unplanned way, wanting to have sex with his sister first, he'd much rather ease his mother into being complicit in their incestuous threesome. He knew it wouldn't be as easy getting his mother to strip naked and agree to have sex with him in the way it was easy to convince his sister to strip naked and have sex with him.

Now with the cat already out of the bag, his incestuous, sexual plan may blow up in his face. Perish the thought but, now, not only may he never have sex with his sister but he may never have sex with his mother either. Moreover, with his sister already in possession of fifty-thousand dollars of his found money, other than her stripping naked and other than her giving him a hand job, he may never get her to return his money for sexual services not rendered.

Being that he was going to split the three-hundred-thousand dollars three ways with his mother and his sister anyway, he really didn't care about the money. As far as he was concerned it was their money that he was using as leverage to have them strip naked, to see them both naked, and hopefully have sex with them. Now he may never see his mother naked. Now he may never have sex with her. Just as he may never have sex with his sister, he may never watch his sister having sex with their mother.

If nothing else, at least he got to see his sister in her bra and panties. If nothing else, at least he got to see his sister topless. If nothing else, at least he got to see his sister naked. If nothing else, at least he got to touch, feel, fondle, and grope his naked sister where a brother should never touch, feel, fondle, and grope his naked sister. If nothing else, at least he was able to take a dozen photos of his sister's naked body to post on the Internet and to show his horny friends. If nothing else, at least he received a hand job from his sister.

"Cover yourself Jennifer. Go put on some clothes. You're such a disgraceful whore for parading around your brother naked," said their mother.

With his sexual fantasy abruptly coming to an end, he took one long, last, sexually frustrated look at his sister's naked body before his mother ordered her to put on some clothes. His sister wasn't lying. She was right. She did have a beautiful body; the best body he had ever seen. Right again, she did have spectacular tits, the best tits he had ever seen. Moreover, she had a sensational ass and a perfect pussy. The wet T-shirt, beauty queen, now he understood why she won so very many wet T-shirt contests.

"Two for one." He thought back to what his sister had said, "If you've seen my tits, it's like you'll be seeing Mom's tits too."

Forever the horny, incestuous pervert, even with him standing with his naked sister and standing naked in front of his mother, he couldn't help but wonder if his mother's breasts looked like his sister's breasts. As his sister had intimated, in the way his sister had spectacular tits, he wondered if his mother had spectacular tits too. In the way he always so wanted to see his sister naked, he so wanted to see his mother naked too. Now, everything was ruined. A good plan that worked with his sister, he would have loved to try the same sex for money plan with his mother too.

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"I found it late last night," said Jason finally answering his mother's question. "A man being chased by the police threw a big, paper bag out of a car window. The bag landed practically in front of me on the sidewalk," he said. "I picked it up and opened it. When I saw that it was a bagful of money, I ran down the alley with it, and came home by the backdoor. I don't think anyone saw me. I think I'm in the clear."

No doubt figuring her son didn't find more than a few hundred dollars in one-dollar bills, obvious tip money given to a stripper for stripping naked, she made a face of disbelief before focusing her attention to her daughter. Obviously, with her son always lying to her, she didn't believe anything he said. Judging her by the way she stared at their naked bodies, Jessica appeared more preoccupied and sexually excited even with her children being both naked than she was excited about the money her son supposedly found. If Jason didn't know his mother better, he'd think or at least he'd like to think that their mother was ogling not only his naked body but also his sister's naked body too.

'Wow,' he thought. 'Wouldn't that be awesome if my Mom was as sexually attracted to her children as much as her children are sexually attracted to her?'

With her not having as much control over them as she once had, they were both adults now. Obviously, if they were deemed and determined to have sex with one another, there was nothing she could do to stop them. Seemingly a rite of passage in their family incestuous perverts, in the way that Jessica had sex with her brothers when she was their age so long ago, her mother, Jean, had sex with her brothers when she was their age too.

All that she could do is to voice her disapproval of their incestuous, sexual situation. All she could do is to voice her displeasure with their incestuous, sexual relationship without making them feel guilty. Only, in the way her mother, Jean, Grandma Jean, made her feel so very guilty so very long ago for having sex with her brothers, she couldn't help herself from making her son and daughter feel guilty now. The end result, just as there was nothing her mother could do from her having sex with her brothers, there was nothing that she could do to stop her daughter from having sex with her brother.

Now, when seeing it from this side of the coin, she wondered. Maybe her mother was jealous that she was having sex with her brothers and they weren't having sex with her. As if it was all her fault, her mother seemingly couldn't stop from trying to make her feel bad about her having incestuous sex. Now knowing that her mother such a whore too, she couldn't help but wonder if her mother had incestuous sex with her sons in the way that Jessica had incestuous sex with her brothers. Continuing the cycle of what comes around goes around, her daughter, Jennifer, and her son, Jason, just had sex or were about to have sex.

"Oh, my God. I can't believe you two. Unable to leave you alone for a minute, I can't trust either one of you," she said looking from her daughter to look at her son before returning her focused attention to her daughter. "Shame on you! It's bad enough you strip naked and flaunt your naked body to an audience of men for a few dollars to win wet T-shirt contests but to strip naked for your brother is beyond being sexually inappropriate," said Jessica to her daughter.

Kettle black, she couldn't believe she was lambasting her children for having sex with one another in the way that her mother lambasted her for having sex with her brothers. Obviously not interested in listening to what her mother had to say, Jennifer rolled her eyes and sighed her boredom.

"What's the big deal? I show myself to the world at a nude beach. Why not to my brother? Who cares? I don't care if Jason sees me naked just as I'm sure that Jason doesn't care if I see him naked."

Jason ogled his sister's naked body again.

"I care if I see you naked just as I care when you see me naked too," said Jason with a shit eating grin and a dirty laugh.

Paying no nevermind to her son, as if wanting to slap her, Jessica gave her daughter a cold, hard, and angry stare.

"Tell me and don't lie to me, you little whore. Tell me. I'm more than curious. I'd really like to know," she said no doubt figuring that Jason paid his sister twenty, fifty, or even one-hundred dollars to strip naked. "How little did your kid brother have to pay you for you to lose your morals, your dignity, your modesty, your shame, and your sanity to strip off your clothes in front him?"

Jennifer looked up at her mother with shame and embarrassment before looking up at her with pride and sexual excitement.

"He paid me twenty-four-thousand-dollars," she said. "Jason gave me twenty-four-thousand-dollars to strip off my clothes and get naked. Twenty-four-thousand-dollars is what he paid me," she said again to rub her contempt for her mother in her face. "I may be a whore, Mother, but I'm not a cheap whore in the way that you are and now I'm a whore with money."

She gave her mother a shrug along with a satisfied look for telling her off and putting her in her place.

"What? Pardon me? Twenty-four-thousand-dollars? Did you say that your brother gave you twenty-four-thousand-dollars?"

Seemingly she had to repeat the number to understand the amount of money that changed hands for sex. Her mother looked at her as if she was exaggerating, telling tall tales, and/or lying. She looked from her daughter to look at her son before returning her focused gaze to her daughter.

"With you jerking off men for fifty dollars and blowing men for one-hundred dollars, just because Jason is my brother, I wasn't about to pass on twenty-four-thousand dollars when I need a car. Besides, with nothing left to lose, I already lost my morals, my dignity, my modesty, my shame, and my sanity by participating in so many wet T-shirt contest and stripping myself naked in front of all of those drunken men. Moreover, I heard from grandma that just as she had sex with her brothers when she was 18-year-old, you had sex with your brothers when you were 18-years-old too. What comes around goes around, Mother, and you're no better than I am."

Jessica's eyes bugged out of her head. She turned white. Ignoring all that her daughter had just said, she was too focused on the money.

"What? I'm sorry. Are you serious? What did you say? I think I lost consciousness for a minute. How much did your brother give you? Twenty-four-thousand-dollars? Is that what you said?"

Jennifer nodded to her mother.

"Yes, Jason gave me twenty-four-thousand-dollars to strip naked," she said again.

Jessica looked from her daughter to her son with incredulousness.

"You gave your sister twenty-four-thousand-dollars to strip off her clothes and get naked?"

She looked at her son with a mixture of anger, shock, and rage that was suddenly diffused by huge qualities of money. With money now on the table, suddenly her whole demeanor changed. No longer looking angry, her mood was softer and she looked more interested. Perhaps she wondered if her son would pay her twenty-four-thousand dollars for her to strip naked too?

"Yes," he said unembarrassed, unashamed, unapologetic, and unrepentant. "It's just money," he said with a guiltless shrug. "I had what she wanted and she had what I wanted. We made a deal."

Now focusing more on his mother than on his sister, with his incestuous lust getting the better of him, he looked at his mother in the way a vampire looked at his next victim. Only instead of staring at his mother's long neck, he stared at his mother's big tits that lay behind her dress, her slip, and her brassiere. In the way that a vampire wanted blood, Jason wanted sex, incestuous sex. In the way that vampires typically had sex with their victims, especially with the beautiful women, Jason was intent on having incestuous sex with not only his sexy sister but also his MILF of a mother too.

Money, lots of money, such a tragic yet beautiful necessity of life, money as well as sex has the leverage to move mountains and to do the impossible. Sex, lots of sex, such a tragic yet beautiful incestuous necessity of life, who better for Jason to see naked than his sister and his mother? Who better to have sex with them than for Jason to have sex with his sister and his mother? Who better for them to have sex with him than for Jason's sister to have sex with her brother and for his mother to have sex with her son?

"With me working two jobs while struggling to pay the mortgage, where in the Hell did you get twenty-four-thousand-dollars to give to your sister to strip naked?"

Jessica looked from her son to look at her daughter before returning her focused attention to her son.

"He told you. He found it outside in a brown, paper bag," said Jennifer. Seemingly thinking better of what she was about to confess, she blurted out her confession anyway. "And he offered me another twenty-six thousand dollars to fuck him and suck him, which was what I was about to do when you came home unexpectedly," said Jennifer. "More than willing to have sex with my brother for that amount of money, he gave me fifty-thousand dollars to strip naked and to have sex with him," she said with unhidden pride. "Whether a whore or a virgin, few women would turn down fifty-thousand-dollars."

Jessica looked at both her son and daughter with shocked disbelief.

"Wait. I'm sorry. I'm dizzy. Give me a minute to understand and wrap my brain around this," said Jessica staring at her daughter. She put a hand to her chest as if she was trying to stop herself from having a heart attack. "Your brother gave you fifty-thousand dollars to strip naked in front of him and then to have incestuous sex with him?" said Jessica with shock. "Is that correct? Am I hearing that right?"

Jessica stared at her daughter while waiting for her to respond.

"Yes," said Jennifer with a broad smile.

Jessica turned pale again and fell back against Jennifer's bedroom door. She looked as if she was going to faint. She looked from her son to her daughter.

"Good God," she said looking at Jason again before looking away. "If you gave me fifty-thousand dollars, I'd not only strip myself naked," she said as if mindlessly talking to herself before looking at her son again. Then, evidently deranged by the thought of earning that much money just for stripping naked and giving her son sex, she answered Jason directly. "For fifty-thousand dollars and at a chance of having a better life, I'd not only strip myself naked but also I'd fuck and suck you, my own son," she said with a sad, albeit sexually excited laugh.