Dear Diary Ch. 03

"Mary, what are you doing?" Susan inquired as Mary finished clearing the table and looked up at her. She absentmindedly ran her fingers through her hair, and Susan glanced at her nipples as they perked up with her upraised arm.

"Just making room mom." Mary said simply with a smile. Susan gave her a confused look. "For them..." Mary told her, and nodded her head toward the door. Susan looked and saw Genie, fully nude, backing up as she pulled her brother laughingly by his erect cock, he too laughing and nude, as he let himself be led. As they passed her, she gave all of them a dumbfounded look.

"Just what are you three doing?" Susan muttered out, seeing her daughter Genie sit on the table, her legs facing outward. Susan thought she knew now what they intended.

"Peter wanted to fuck standing up and the first place we though we could lay down was here, mommy." Mary explained, with sure a sweet voice that Susan knew she was teasing her. Susan noticed Genie lay back as Peter knelt down between her legs and began licking her open slit. Susan shook her head as she watched them.

"You guys can use your rooms, but I've got supper to fix..." Susan protested meekly, half watching her children at the table, her face flushed as she looked on. Mary leaned down and took off her panties and walked toward her, tossing the underwear toward the laundry room.

"I know mommy, but they wanted to try it in here and...and to be honest, Peter wanted you to watch him fuck Genie. I did too." Mary told her softly and Susan felt drunk as she listened.

"I wanted you to hear what it would be like if I was inside you mom." Peter said from across the room as he lifted up from between his sister's legs and placed his erection at the entrance to her pussy. "I wanted you to see what it would be if I pushed into you...like this." He said as he slowly pushed into Genie and she moaned out loudly as she threw her legs open trying to get her mother to watch.

"Oh god Peter, fuck me with your hard cock!" Genie moaned out theatrically as she glanced at her mother. Actually she had to fight laughing, though it felt good, with them trying to get their mother horny was comical she thought. She was forced to look back at Peter, or she would have begun laughing.

Susan was dumbstruck, she knew what they were doing...and they were succeeding, her panties were soaked through and her heart racing. But she was determined not to go down the road she had before, but this was too much...this wasn't fair she thought. "Dammit, this isn't fair!" Was all she could utter as she turned away and looked back at the counter, but her arms shaking on the counter. She felt Mary embrace her from behind, and at first it felt good...comforting, soft and warm, and Susan relaxed.

"Mommy, we just want to share how we feel with you, you know it feels good. Please?" Mary pleaded with her and Susan pushed her head back to rest on her daughter's cheek. She then felt Mary's hands as they moved on her body, one moving up the other down. Susan closed her eyes, wanting to let herself go and just accept what her children wanted...what part of her wanted. Mary was right, it did feel good...it felt good now; Mary's hand cupped over one of her breasts and began to fondle it. The other was pressing into her crotch and Susan let out a moan, and instinctively felt her hips press into her daughter's hand. "Oh god mommy, you are so beautiful and sexy!" Mary murmured and Susan felt her daughter begin to nibble her earlobe. Susan felt herself slipping away, like she was sliding into a warm, wonderful bath. She felt warm and pleasant all over, and she felt her legs open more, to let in her daughters hand.

"Oh god that's hot Mary!" Susan heard Peter say from at the table and the illusion of what she felt a second ago shattered and she felt herself...no longer a slave to her desires and lusts. She lifted her head and opened her eyes. She softly but firmly pulled away from her daughter, part of her screamed out in agony as she did, but she forced it down as she turned and looked at the three of them.

"No, I don't want this." Susan said, trying to convince herself partly.

"Mommy..." Mary pleaded with her, raising her hand to try and touch Susan with it. But her mother grabbed her wrist and lowered it to her daughter's side.

"No Mary, I'm sorry, but I don't want that...why...I'm your mother. We can't be more, it's not right. Arrrghh! When you three finish up, you can finish supper, I'm going to my room!" Susan cried out in frustration, her pent up lust and disgust warring inside of her. She turned and walked quickly to her room, closing her door. She began to cry as she lay down on the bed, her head and heart hurting and her pussy throbbing with terrible need, but she refused to satisfy her animal needs just yet, wanting to empty herself of her tears at the moment. She lay tossing and turning as tears steamed down her cheeks, all the while clenching her knees together to stymie the pressure she felt. A minute later she heard the door open softly.

"I'm sorry mommy that I made you upset." Mary said as she entered the room and walked to the bed. Susan looked up and saw she was still nude.

"Mary, you need to put something on." Susan protested as her daughter looked down at her. She saw Mary shrug.

"Why mommy?" Mary asked, and Susan honestly thought she didn't get the full thought of why she did in fact need too. She sighed as she moved over and allowed her daughter to sit on the side of the bed. When Mary had sat, Susan threw some of the covers over her daughter, though her breasts were still bare. Mary laughed. "It's not like you've never seen me naked before mom!" Mary said, her eyes radiate as she smiled and looked at her mother. Susan smiled back, though for different reasons.

"You know, you three are making your mother crazy. I don't know what's what or how I'm supposed to even act around you guys." Susan confided in her daughter as she looked at her, she then sighed; closing her eyes and flopping her head down on the pill to ease her aching head. She felt her daughter's hand run over her hair and come to rest on her shoulder. Susan opened her eyes and looked at her.

"Just do how you feel like doing mom...that's all we're doing." Mary said simply to her mother. Susan looked hard at her and saw to her daughter...it was that simple.

"It's not right Mary, having sex with family. It's incest and it's illegal." Susan replied to her daughter, but feeling tired of trying to convince her children...especially her youngest.

"I know, and I think that's stupid. We aren't hurting anyone when we do have sex and no one is going to find out." Mary told her as she lay down next to her. Susan grew slightly nervous, but noticed her daughter keeping a space between them, though Susan had to keep glancing away from her daughters near perfect perky breasts. Mary grinned at her mother's obvious looks. "I still don't understand why you don't want to join us mom, it's not like you don't want too. And if you look any harder at my breasts, I think you'll get eyestrain." Mary teased her mother and laughed when Susan gave her a mortified look.

"Oh, you are a horrible daughter!" Susan muttered out, though even before she finished her face broke and a grin shone through her mouth. Mary giggled at her.

"No, I'm not mommy...just horribly horny." Mary said with a laugh, and then grew serious as she looked at her mother. "Horribly horny for you mommy." Mary said, letting her lust get the better of her at the moment. Susan too stopped grinning and looked at her daughter. Mary reached down and took her mothers hand and guided it to her breast, and Susan gasped softly when she felt her daughter flesh under her hand. She looked at the raw desire in her daughters face and then back to her hand as it covered Mary's breast. She quickly yanked it back, away from Mary's hand and breast. "Uhhh mommy...!" Mary pleaded with her, wanting her mother to touch her. Susan shook her head.

"Dammit Mary, you said you weren't hurting anyone...but you are. You're hurting me, all three of you. It's driving me crazy the games you're playing with me and it does hurt. It's hurting me inside, it's hurting us...our family. Hell, it's killing my marriage, if Michael ever found out about this..." Susan said, growing more frantic as she talked, and Mary moved forward and embraced her, and Susan pulled back at first, but then relented to the warmth of her daughters contact.

"Daddy won't find out mommy, and I'm sorry if we are hurting you. We don't mean too, we just get...carried away is all. I don't have to tell you how worked up we have been since this started." Mary told her and Susan nodded.

"Like fucking bunnies...emphasize on the fucking part." Susan said sarcastically to her daughter, though she tried to give her a small smile. Mary gave her a slightly tarnished smile in return and leaning forward gave her a soft, quick kiss on her mother's lips. She then threw off the covers and stood up off the bed.

"I know its hard mom, but I think if you just let go and...well, joined us you would love it." Mary said simply as she looked at her mother and stretched as she stood. Susan looked up at her very beautiful and very nude daughter and felt her heart jump into her throat.

"And that's why I can't join you three, because I would love it too much. And I love your father, even though I've forgotten that some these past few weeks maybe." Susan explained her daughter, and Mary just nodded as smiled.

"Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find us." Mary said with a wicked grin as she turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Susan looked after her for a few seconds then gave a soft grunt and collapsed into her pillow, softly screaming into it in frustration. Almost the entire time her daughter was in the room, Susan fought to urge to do exactly what her daughter had done...placing her hand on her daughter's breast. Susan's legs were dripping, her panties long ago becoming soaked through with her juices. She lifted her head from the pillow after screaming and threw back the covers, seeing a small wet spot on the sheets where she lay. She sighed, and then lifting up, took off her panties and threw them into the corner of the room. She knew she had to change the sheets now, though first she had to deal with something. Then she moved her hands between her legs and started working on that 'something', it was quite a strong 'something' when she finished a few minutes later.

Nov. 11

Things have fallen into a predictable rhythm at home here. Since my talk with Mary, the kids have eased the pressure off me, with no big open displays in front of me, except they still leave the bedroom doors open for me to 'discover' them when I pass their rooms. I hate to admit that some days I can't help myself and intentional tear myself away from the chores to go watch them. Friday I actually reached into my pants and started to finger myself right there at the door as I watched them, I wasn't even thinking as I did it and it was only after they stopped and started watching me that I became aware of what I had been doing. I hurried away from the door...though I went to my room to finish what I had started, I was far too horny at that point to not finish.

Also for the most part they don't 'touch' me, at least in an obviously sexual way. Though I did catch Genie grope me for the first time yesterday. She came to give me a hug as normal, from behind (as usual) because I was cleaning up my mess from supper preparation, and she embraced me longer then normal. And then she started kissing my neck. I got shivers and goose bumps I can tell you, more so because it WAS Genie...I would have expected this from Mary or Peter but not Genie. Anyway, I started to enjoy it, I know I shouldn't have (wish I wasn't such a hypocrite), then I felt her hands start to massage my tummy and it felt so good. Not like the times the others tried to cop a feel, it was very sensually erotic. I only put a stop to it when I heard a small moan from the side and turning saw Mary sitting there at the kitchen table, rubbing her crotch through her jeans as she watched Genie and me. It was like being splashed with cold water, and I softly brushed Genie's hands away and lamely told her I had to finish supper. She looked mortified and I honestly think she had just let herself become caught up in her feelings. I told her it was ok, but I had work to do. I certainly didn't feel like housework at that point, but forced myself...at least until they moved off to the bedrooms as normal, which they soon did. I didn't make it to the bed room to 'relieve' myself, I didn't want to walk past the show in my condition...so I dropped my pants in the living room and orgasmed on the couch. I felt very guilty afterward, but very naughty as well.

Nov. 14

I got good and bad news today, and what makes it so horrible is that it's the same news. Marie called and told me she is coming home this year for Thanksgiving...the whole week! At first I was thrilled, Marie and I have always been more like best friends instead of mother-daughter, but even as she talked on the phone my chest tightened. There was no way she could stay that whole time and not find out about her brother and sisters, or how they acted toward me. After Marie hung up, I steeled myself and knew I had to talk to the kids and get them to quit, at least for that week. Then another thought hit me and I felt sick, what if they try and win her over, as they did me. No they are not going to do that. I'll talk to them later today, before they retire to their session.

Susan watched her children come in and enter the kitchen and she felt nervous, with what she had to say to them. She let them get drinks and Mary noticed she was watching them. "Guys, I need to talk to you for a minute." Susan said, her voice breaking a bit. The three of them looked at her.

"Sure mom." Mary said as she sat down at the table, as did Genie walking up from the living room, and Peter just stood and looked at her.

"Your sister called this morning, and told me she is coming down from school for Thanksgiving week." Susan said slowly and looked at the three of them smile and grin.

"Cool, sis is coming home, she's always working at holidays." Genie said softly, a huge grin on her face. Before anyone else could comment Susan waved her hand.

"What I have to say is about her coming home. I need all three of you to cease the sex...ALL of it, while she is here!" Susan said firmly, looking sternly at them. Her children looked at her in disbelief.

"Mom!" Peter gasped out as he looked at her.

"Mommy no, that's messed up." Mary complained, looking at her sibling as well as their mother. Susan noticed Genie kept silent, though her grin faded from her face.

"I am not having your sister find out about you three...or should I say us, since I'm not guiltless. But I don't want her seeing her loving siblings, more 'loving' then when she left." Susan said pointedly as she looked from face to face.

"Mommy, we would be careful while..." Mary started to say.

"And she would find out...quickly I might add." Susan finished for her daughter. "Also I need you to not try and influence your sister, and you know what I mean. The same way you've tried to influence me. No sex in this house while she is here, clear?" Susan stated, looking hard at them, especially Mary and Peter.

"Does that mean you and dad too, mom?" Mary said with sass in her voice, and Susan looked at her and shook her head.

"Your father and I are married legally and it's not incest, and you knew that, and you're just being a smartass." Susan told her daughter and saw Mary grow angry at her. "Mary please, I'm sorry about the smartass comment, but this is your sister and I don't want her knowing about this. Am I clear, all of you?" She asked them, looking from face to face. Genie nodded quickly at her, but she noticed Mary and Peter exchanging glances. "I will not having Marie, finding out about this!" Susan said sternly.

"So are we just some kind of dirty secret mom?" Mary exclaimed as she looked at her.

"No you aren't, BUT what you are doing is Mary! Listen what you are doing is ILLEGAL! Very illegal guys and I don't want Marie finding out. Please Mary, Peter, it's only for seven or eight days, until she leaves. Can you please, for me...just avoid sex that week?" Susan pleaded with them, looking mainly at Mary. Peter nodded, though he didn't look pleased, and Susan looked solely at her youngest daughter. Mary looked at her siblings.

"Come on Mary, we can lay low for a week, for mom if nothing else." Genie pleaded at her when Mary looked her way. Mary looked at her, looking dejected and then nodded at her mother.

"Ok Mom, I promise we'll not have sex that week." Mary said to her mother and Susan smiled, feeling relieved that maybe Marie wouldn't find out. She looked at them and saw that Genie was ok, even smiling slightly, but Mary and Peter were sulking. She sighed, and then laughed with a thought.

"I asked for that week, not now...go, go get...sweaty or whatever." Susan said, grinning even as she thought that she's telling her children to have sex! "Go!" Susan said, waving her hands toward the bedrooms. Mary smiled at the gesture, and walked up to her and took her hands.

"You sure you don't want to join us, as a reward for abstaining that week?" Mary asked her teasingly, causing Peter to grin and laugh. Genie giggled behind her hand, not believing her sister had just asked that. Susan smiled at her daughter.

"Yes Mary I'm sure, I can't do that and you know it." Susan told her and her smile faded. "Now, go and let me finish up in here." Susan told them, her frustration creeping into her mind. Part of Mary's suggestion struck a nerve in her and she couldn't laugh now. Mary looked at her, maybe reading her thoughts and quickly hugged her. She left the kitchen following the other two out of the room, leaving their mother frowning. Susan sighed as her eyes followed her daughters back round the corner; she then looked at the floor for a moment. She then turned and tried to get her mind back too the dish she was preparing.