Forbidden Valentine

"Oh yeah," he groaned. "Mother and daughter kissing like lovers. That is so fucking sexy!"

Mom pulled out of our kiss and looked back at Greg as I nibbled on her neck and ear.

"Then why don't you let her feel how sexy it is," Mom cooed and then returned her full attention to me and our kiss again.

Greg resumed his thrusting action ten-fold and was soon pounding me furiously; groaning, grunting and gasping like a wild animal.

"Oh fuck," I groaned at Greg's sudden dramatic increase of force and intensity. "Oh Daddy! Oh, that's so fucking good! Yeah, right there! Oh yeah! Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me so hard!!"

"Oh, baby girl," Greg wailed suddenly. "Oh, Daddy can't hold it much longer."

"You wanna cum in me, Daddy," I howled.

"Cum in her Daddy," Mom moaned. "Cum in our baby girl!"

"Cum in me Daddy," I begged. "Cum in me!"

"OH GOD!!!!!!" Greg roared as he planted one final deep and powerful thrust inside me.

I felt his cock swell again as it then erupted with a copious rope of cum; dousing the inner walls of my vagina and womb. With Greg's eyes practically spinning in his head, I felt a second powerful launch of his seed spew inside me and then a third.

I should've at least vaguely sensed that I nor any of us were being any too smart. It was careless enough that we were having unprotected sex in the first place. But then to let Greg ejaculate inside me? That was just downright foolish and even hazardous. Yet at that moment, it was the farthest thing from mine or anyone's mind for the three of us were so caught up in the throes of intense passion, insatiable lust and unbridled desire.

Besides, Mom and I had engaged in unprotected sex with Byron and Daryl with no problem. Of course, neither Mom nor I had gotten so completely carried away as to let either one of them cum inside of us. But at that moment, as Greg emptied his balls inside of me; nothing but overwhelming pleasure and unadulterated passion consumed my every thought.

Greg pulled out of me and collapsed on the mattress beside me; utterly exhausted, drenched in sweat and gasping for air. With his cock lying flaccid on his belly, now saturated in my pussy juices and nectar, I rolled over and again, greedily snatched it and swallowed it deeply. Sucking and milking him furiously; I wanted to drain every drop of cum from inside his dick. Greg's hand fell gently on the back of my head as I sucked him.

For her part, Mom crawled down between my legs and proceeded to clean me. Fastening her mouth to my seething slit as her arms wrapped around my hips, she was soon lapping and sucking the trickling flow of Greg's semen that was leaking out of my stretched and soggy opening.

"Mommy's eating my pussy Daddy," I told Greg as his cock popped out of my mouth and I stroked him.

"Is she," Greg murmured in sheer euphoria.

"I think she's cleaning me," I said and then took him in my mouth again.

"My baby's sweet hot nectar and her Daddy's tangy hot cum mixed together," Mom purred as she came up for air. "So yummy!"

Greg clipped my chin in his fingers and lifted my mouth off his cock.

"Why don't you and Mommy eat each other's pussies while Daddy rests and watches," Greg said.

"Mmm, now that sounds like a wonderful idea," Mom murmured as she was suddenly right beside me, wrapping her hand around mine around Greg's cock.

We kissed deeply.

"Oh yeah," Greg purred as he watched Mom and I kiss again. "So sexy."

In another flurry of movement, I was soon lying on my back with Mom's luscious body hovering over me; her succulent and swollen womanhood just inches from my mouth as we were entwined in a sexy sixty-nine. The musky scent of Mom's intense arousal was flooding my nostrils and totally intoxicating me; I was burning alive with wanton desire for my own mother.

And yet, I was completely helpless. Despite the nearness of Mom's beautiful body and her utterly gorgeous pussy; the very portal out through which I'd had entered this world, I was powerless to act for I was writhing in unspeakable pleasure under Mom's mouth and lips that were then exploring my legs and nibbling my thighs. I eagerly arched my hips up toward those ruby lips of hers that were tantalizing me, sliding over my overheated flesh.

My pussy ached so deeply. I felt so warm for I was bathed in carnal heat, drenched in sweat and soaking in desperate need. I opened my legs wider, and that soft, supple mouth of my gorgeous matriarch began searching my pussy; her fingers gently opening me as her warm, wet and talented tongue was gently darting inside me, exploring me. I moaned passionately; shuddering to my very mortal core. My hips reflexively pulled away in response to such intense stimulation. But Mom's tongue probed deeper, tracing my slit, and then plunging inside me.

I choked on a gasp of air; my back arching up to meet Mom's rapacious feasting. I had to have more. My own mother's mouth tasting my most intimate flavor; her lips as soft as any I had ever felt, and that marvelously moist and slippery tongue, delving and diving inside me. Suddenly her tongue traced a lazy circle over my clit. My eyes rolled back in my head, my mouth fell open, but I couldn't inhale or exhale. My chest ached for air; my heart on the verge of exploding.

"Oh...oh god," I finally managed to utter.

My back arched up still further with a gasping moan; my legs were now trembling as I spread them wider.

Mom sealed her mouth around me firmly; her tongue lapping and swirling. She was making love to my pussy with her mouth; she was passionately suckling and truly savoring me. I lasted only seconds more, my legs tensing and my head thrown back as I cried out, going into spasms and convulsing against that wonderous mouth, which devoured me with slurping, sucking licks as though I were the finest morsel of the most exquisite cuisine she ever sampled.

Finally, I reached up and grabbed Mom's sleek, satiny hips. Her skin was so warm, soft and firm; and as slick with sweat as my own. I pulled that mouthwatering pussy down to my lips. Such a surreal moment for me as I gazed at the very portal from which I'd exited her body and entered the world. Her opening was dribbling fresh, hot nectar and the heat emanating from inside her was so intense. She was incredibly aroused; her delicate fleshy folds were so swollen and moist while her slit was so creamy, flush and glistening as it quivered with desire.

Her womanly scent was so fucking potent now.

I ran the flat of my tongue over her; lapping at all her delectable flavor. She cried out; clearly, very sensitive. Digging my fingers deeper into the firm spheres of her ass, my tongue swirled tightly around her opening; teasing her -- her nectar dripping onto my lips.

I felt the tremor in her.

I pushed my tongue inside her and she moaned deeply. I pulled her ass down, burying my face into her ripe womanhood. I felt her hands stroking the soft skin of my legs. I delved deeper; probing further inside her. Exploring, savoring, loving!

"Oh, my baby," she murmured. "Mommy loves you so much."

Just then, Greg appeared directly above me. Smiling seductively down at me, he placed his hands just above mine on Mom's ass cheeks and spread them even further apart. He then speared his tongue into Mom's crack and began lathering her tangy rosebud. Mom jerked with delight and chirped with glee at the sudden onslaught of her anus. Her body was soon trembling and spasming as the double stimulation of my devouring her pussy and Greg eating her ass drove her to the brink of orgasmic eruption. She was gasping frantically; her body was straining as her hands were clutching desperately on my lower legs.

Timing it almost to perfection, Greg suddenly pulled his face and tongue out of Mom's ass. Raising her up on her knees above me, he then positioned himself behind her on his knees; carefully straddling my head between them.

His cock was once again rock hard and toweringly erect.

Clearly, he'd gotten all the rest he required.

As Greg teased Mom's folds with the head of his dick, I snatched his tool and swallowed it greedily.

"Oh yeah," Greg moaned as I sucked him; gazing passionately up at him. "That's a good baby girl. Suck Daddy's cock."

I lifted my head and took him in all the way to his balls. Swallowing him furiously fast and deep over and over; his thick, vein-laced length was like an active engine piston in the cylinder of my mouth and throat. Reaching the point of choking myself, I then pulled him out of my mouth, spit on and stroked him firmly before finally plugging him into Mom's drooling socket.

Greg thrust his hips forward and his hardware plunged deep into her software. And as I lay just a mere couple of inches away and below, I had the most incredible bird's eye view, so to speak. And the sound! The squishing, squashing and slurping of a big, hard and thick cock thrusting in and out of a soft, warm and soggy pussy gripping around it so snuggly in such a passionate coupling. Then of course, Greg's guttural grunting and Mom's sensual moaning.

Talk about surround-sound!

But beyond all that, I found myself feeling once again, very surreal. For a moment, I let myself envision that I was lying beneath Mom and Daddy back on that long-ago Valentine's night; and what I was seeing above me now was Daddy's cock spearing in and out of Mom. Soon, he would fill her with his seed, and they would create me. Getting utterly lost in that surrealistic fantasy of witnessing my own conception, I was suddenly snapped back to that intensely erotic reality when Greg pulled his throbbing tool out of Mom's cozy tunnel and slipped it back into my mouth.

It was so hot; literally roasted from Mom's intense internal body heat and marinated with her boiling and succulent nectar.

Again, I took him down my mouth and throat like an engine piston in the cylinder. Only this time, I didn't need to move my head as Greg was gently fucking my mouth and throat. I in turn, plunged two fingers into Mom's soggy slot and pumped deep inside her. I could feel the walls of her inner vagina pinching my fingers.

Greg soon pulled out of my mouth and plunged back into Mom's deep and humid lagoon. I then moved my fingers to her clitoral hood and began to softly rub it as Greg thrust in and out of her. Soon, Mom's moaning turned to howling and shrieking and she went from panting to gasping for air. I could feel her body tensing up; straining like a pressure cooker against the immense orgasm that was building up inside her. She was drenched in sweat; as was Greg, and it was all dripping down onto me.

"Oh God," Greg suddenly roared; now pounding Mom with such force and high velocity. "Oh baby! You're gripping me so tight."

Mom did have excellent muscle control.

From my vantage point, I could see Mom's pussy was even more swollen as it was also turning fire red; almost purple all over. Her juices were leaking out all around Greg's cock and dripping down her thighs. Greg's cock too, was dark purple; the veins of his shaft were so immensely swollen that they looked as though they may burst. He was so incredibly hard.

Suddenly, Mom let out a bloodcurdling scream as her body convulsed violently. The juices that had been leaking steadily out around Greg's cock now exploded; launching out in a dousing spray that splattered all over my face, neck and chest as well as onto Greg's thighs and pelvis.

"OH FUCK!!!" Greg suddenly howled at the top of his lungs.

Pulling his cock out of Mom, a colossal geyser of hot, clear fluid erupted out of her pussy; totally soaking my face and saturating my hair. I could hear Mom shrieking and gasping; sounding almost like a wounded wild animal as her body released this mammoth orgasm. Meanwhile, Greg snatched his shaft in his fist and let out a deep, guttural groan as a thick rope of cum launched out of his cock and splattered onto my chin, neck and chest.

And just like that, I was covered in both my Mommy and "Daddy's" cum. I began to rub it all over me as if it were a wondrous skin moisturizer. I was in such a state of euphoria. The world seemed to go into slow motion, and all I could hear was the beating of my own heart, as if it were all around me. Mom had rolled off me and tumbled down on the mattress beside me, as had Greg; on opposite sides. I could hear them both moaning and gasping desperately. But they sounded so far away.

Slowly, my heartbeat subsided and the distant moans of orgasmic release from Mom and Greg fell quiet. The room got steadily darker and darker until finally pitch blackness and total silence.

*

By the time my eyes reopened, the bedroom was filled with bright daylight. As I got my bearings, I found that I was still lying in Mom's bed and was covered up with the satin sheet. But I had been moved. My head was now resting on one of the pillows at the head of the bed instead of at the foot where it had been when I passed out; for lack of a better term.

Sitting up slowly and keeping myself covered with the sheet, I found that I was alone. Mom and Greg were nowhere in sight. But the remanence of them both was all over my face, body and in my hair in the form of their now dried cum. It may have been so overwhelmingly sexy last night that it launched me into a sexual dimension I'd never known before. But that morning, it was just fucking gross.

I needed a shower.

Along with the enormous marble bathtub with the whirlpool jets, Mom's bathroom also has a vast shower cove constructed entirely out of smooth granite and equipped with multiples shower heads at multiple different levels with numerous water pressure settings.

Slipping my icky and sticky naked body out of bed, I meandered across the cold, hardwood floor to the bathroom. Finding the door slightly ajar and a cloud of steam filtering out, I then heard the shower running. Pushing the door open, I peered inside.

The room was heavily clouded with steam. So much so in fact that it remineded me of San Francisco when the afternoon fog rolls in over the bay. And given how much heat would be required to produce this amount of steam, I could only imagine that Mom and Greg were getting down and dirty in a hot shower.

How dare they without me!

I tiptoed to the thick glass sliding door of the shower cove and quietly slid it open. Squinting through the fog, I could make out a single human figure; and to my delight, it was a most pristine hourglass one. With my lips filling with a seductive smile, I stepped vigilantly into the shower cove and silently slid the door closed behind me. Taking a couple of tiny steps forward, Mom's exquisite figure crystalized into perfect focus out of the enveloping cloud of steam.

Standing in the center of the cove with her back to me, she was sensually running her hands through her long and thoroughly soaked hair. Her skin was glistening so luminously as the water was gently dousing her from every level and then cascading down her curvaceous naked body:

Those long, glossy and magnificent legs; that firm and succulent ass. That sultry waist, those savory and satiny hips; and the perfect, breathtaking symmetry of her back and the sexy line of her spine. Those alluring shoulders and the defined blades. Those willowy arms, that sexy neck and that silky long hair that was now saturated and shiny. My heart jumped instantly into maximum overdrive; not only because of this intensely erotic display, but also:

She was in here alone. And thus, she was all mine!

And with the conviction of finally having the woman I loved and desired more than anything in all of creation coursing through my veins like electrical current, my steps became filled with poise and purpose. Slipping quietly up behind her, I slid my arms around her slick torso and planted a soft, sensual kiss between her shoulder blades; gently sipping the warm water off her wet and silky flesh.

Mom rolled her head slowly back toward me as she placed her hands atop mine on her tummy as I was still tenderly kissing her back.

"Well, look who's awake," she whispered. "Good morning my love."

"Good morning to you my love," I replied. "Oh God, you taste so good. So clean. So fresh. And I love you so wet."

Mom chuckled softly as she turned herself around in my arms and cupped my face in her hands.

"And I love you," she whispered. "Wet, dry or any which way."

As our eyes fell shut, our mouths seared together. Mom's arms went so possessively around me and I tightened my embrace around her. Our breasts squashed firmly together as our tongues passionately wrapped and rolled each other inside our fastened mouths. By now my flesh was just about as wet as hers as the water was dousing me from all directions. Suddenly, Mom's tongue surged deep into my mouth and I willingly surrendered to her. Finally, we came up for air and gazed so lovingly into each other's eyes.

"I love you so much Mommy," I whispered.

"And I you my darling," she replied.

"So, where is Daddy?" I asked innocently.

"Greg had to leave," Mom told me. "He had an emergency call early this morning."

"A chest that needed cutting open," I asked.

"I suppose so," Mom replied. "I didn't ask for gory details."

"So, is he coming back," I went on.

"I'm afraid not," Mom replied.

"Gee," I said. "That's too bad."

"Oh really," Mom smiled deviously.

"No," I admitted.

"That's better," Mom replied.

Embracing each other wantonly, Mom and I grated our slick and slippery skin against one another as the water erotically caressed every nook, curve and cranny of our naked bodies. Clipping my chin in her fingers, Mom tilted my head up and took my mouth again. I reveled deeply once again in the silkiness and heat of my mother's delectable mouth, her luscious lips and her incredibly passionate kiss. Soon the two of us were engulfed in another incredibly thick cloud of steam. We finally pulled out of our kiss and we gazed deeply at each other.

"So, do you think we could take that bubble bath together now," I asked.

"Oh, that would be so wonderful," Mom answered. "But I think Mommy needs to wash her baby off first though."

"Yes, you do," I replied. "After all, I'm still covered in all her cum. And Daddy's too."

"It's your own fault you know," Mom cooed. "Getting Mom so fucking turned on like that. And then rubbing her cum all over yourself like it was skin cream. Such a naughty girl."

Kissing me softly again, Mom then took a bottle of body wash into her hand. Dousing me with it, Mom gently turned me to the side and began to wash me with a body sponge. She took her time; slowly, sensually and so very meticulously washing every nook, cranny, curve and crevice of my body from top to bottom. She was so gentle; so attentive and so loving. She was savoring my every pore; memorizing every part of me. It was the most intensely erotic and arousing encounter I'd ever experienced up to that point and I had never felt more beautiful, loved or desired than I did then.

When Mom dropped to her knees to wash my lower body, I felt certain that my legs would crumble beneath me and I would tumble down onto her. But oddly enough, they held; and Mom washed them and savored them as she had the rest of me. Then she slowly moved the sponge up my inner thighs to my vagina. Now I knew I would collapse for certain and I braced myself against the smooth granite walls.

But Mom had such a delicate touch. She was so gentle and did not over stimulate me. In fact, she didn't even try to stimulate me at all. She just washed my most intimate and sacred flesh with the utmost tenderness and affection and then slowly turned me around, pressed the sponge between my ass cheeks and washed my puckered little rosebud. Rising again to her feet, Mom set the sponge aside and took the hand-held showerhead and proceeded to rinse me off with the same sensuality, affection and care that she had washed me with.