My Mom - My Lover Ch. 09

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Brady takes ownership of his aunt.
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Part 9 of the 23 part series

Updated 06/09/2023
Created 10/15/2019
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Brady could smell the bacon frying all the way up in the bedroom as he lay there waking up slowly. He rolled over and saw his Aunt Jean laying there watching him. "Good morning." He mumbled.

"Good morning baby." She said stroking his face.

"Damn if you don't sound just like mom." He chuckled. "You decide to sleep in today? You earned it after last night." He said smiling.

Jean smiled back. "No. I was going to go help your mom with breakfast. But I was given strict orders to take care of our boy when he woke." She slipped her hand under the sheet and gently caressed his cock and balls.

Brady groaned, her touch was so light and soft. "Ooohhh fuck that feels so good. Is your sexual appetite as insatiable as your sister? I don't think she can ever get enough."

Jean stroked his cock and balls and all around his thighs, enjoying the pleasure she was giving him. She propped herself up on her elbow. "Baby, let me tell you about your mom." Brady put his hand behind his head and gave his aunt his full attention. "I know what she's been through her whole married life. I saw the struggles she went through with your prick of a father. Her insecurities. Her frustrations. I watched her die inside. Then I watched her get angry and hard." She never stopped stroking him as she talked about his mom. "I know all about her affairs and how they left her empty." She pulled back the sheet to look at his cock. "You have a beautiful cock." She stroked it gently as she admired its growing size and texture.

Jean looked back at him. "If you think it's all about sex with your mom, you're wrong."

"I never thought that."

"OK! But just listen to me. Your mom and I have always had high sex drives. I won't deny that. But what your mom has with you now is something so much deeper. You've awakened something in her that I thought was dead. You make her feel safe, desired, needed, loved, appreciated. All the things most women want to feel from their man. Her desire for sex isn't just for the sake of sex. She wants to please you in every way she can. She wants to show you how much she loves you. And the more you love her and show her all those things you've been showing her, the more her hunger for you is going to grow. She can't get enough of you because you're all she's ever wanted."

Brady lay there considering her words and enjoying the pleasure she was giving him as she brought his manhood to full erection. "What about you?" He asked.

"I'm pretty much a mirror image of your mother. Understand her and you understand me." She paused as she gave a slow hard tug to his cock. A drop of precum formed on the head of his cock. She wiped it off with the tip of her finger, then brought that finger to her mouth and sucked it off as she stared into Brady's eyes. "Mmmm! Delicious! I'm seeing what your mom has already seen in you."

"And?"

"Like I said last night. I want what you two share. I don't want to be an outsider just coming up occasionally for a night of fucking. I want to feel all the things she feels. And I want to be loved and to return that love."

Brady pulled her to him and kissed her tenderly. "I love you Aunt Jean. I'm beginning to feel protective of you the way I feel towards mom. I don't know how we're going to work out the particulars right now. But I want you to be part of our lives. And I'm not just talking about on occasion. I mean as full-time as we can make it. As you want it." He pulled her down on top of himself and wrapped his arms around her. He then rolled her over his body till she was laying beside him. They embraced and kissed like two long lost lovers.

"Oh baby!" Jean sobbed softly. "This is what I've needed as well for so many years." They kissed some more, their hands roaming all over the other's body. Jean pushed away. "Let me finish what I started."

Brady smiled. "No! Let's get downstairs for breakfast."

Jean was shocked. "But why?"

"Because this is about love, not sex." He said smiling.

Jean smiled back. "You stinker! This is why your mother loves you so much." She hesitated. "This is why I'm growing to love you so much." She pushed him back and worked her way down his body. "Right now. This is about sex." She took his cock into her mouth till it hit the back of her throat. She began to greedily suck on his cock as if her life depended on it.

Brady moaned his approval. "Oh fuck!" He pushed his hips up trying to push more of his cock inside her mouth. "Ok! If this is about sex!" He grabbed two fistfuls of her hair and pushed her head down onto his cock. "Suck that cock slut!" He began to fuck her mouth driven by his lust.

Jean moaned and squealed as he fucked her face like she was a cheap whore. This is what she wanted. But only because she knew who it was that was using her. She massaged his nut sack wanting to milk them for every drop she could get out of them.

Dena stood in the doorway watching quietly. Brady saw her out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to look at her. The two stared at each other as Brady pumped Jean's head. The look of pure ecstasy on Brady's face as he shot his load into Jean's mouth brought a smile to Dena. Her boy was being taken care of by her sister. He was what they had both needed their whole lives. Brady's arms collapsed to his sides. Jean had drained him completely. Dena chuckled to herself as she thought, 'I hope he can keep up with the two of us.'

"Breakfast is ready you two." Dena announced before turning to go back down to the kitchen.

Jean lovingly licked and cleaned Brady's deflating cock as she ran her nails over his thighs and stomach. "Mmmm. Thank you baby. I love the way you taste."

Brady pulled her up to him by a fistful of her hair. "Thank you sexy." He kissed her as he reached for her tit. "I love you Aunt Jean. This is where you belong." His words felt like a warm blanket wrapped around her. She never wanted to leave either of them now. Not even to go home. "Let's get downstairs. I'm starving."

Brady was the first to make it to the kitchen as Jean got dressed. He walked up behind his mom and wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her tits and squeezing. "Good morning my sexy slut." He whispered in her ear.

Dena smiled as she cupped his hands in hers. "Good morning baby! Did your aunt take good care of you?"

"Yes she did. Thank you for that treat."

She spun in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You don't have to thank me baby. You deserve it. We both love you, and she wanted to show you that as much as I always want to show you."

"Lucky me!" He kissed her softly till he heard Jean walk in the kitchen. All three sat down to eat breakfast. "So are you able to stay the week?" Brady asked Jean.

"I haven't called in to the office yet. But yes. I plan on staying. I just need to run home this morning to get a few things for the week."

"Good. I'm glad you can stay the week." He got a mischievous grin on his face. "We'll have to put our heads together and see if we can't make it more permanent."

"I would love that." Jean replied eagerly.

"I would too." Dena chimed in.

"Then it's done. Just need to work out the details." He looked at his mom. "Why don't you drive down with aunt and help her. I've got several errands I have to run today that will take me most of the day. So I'll be gone most of the day anyway."

Brady finished his breakfast first. "I need to get showered and shaved." He took his plate to the sink then kissed each lady as he squeezed her tit.

Jean couldn't help but laugh. "You really do love those things, don't you?"

Brady smiled as he squeezed her tit again. "Yes I do! But what I love most about these is that they belong to me!" He ran upstairs to get ready for the day.

The sisters watched him run upstairs. Jean turned to her sister. "I'm beginning to see why you love him so much. He uses you like his personal slut while at the same time making you feel like his special lover."

Dena smiled. "Yep. And you've only had one night with him."

"Are you sure you're ok with me joining you two sis? I don't want this to come between us."

Dena reached across the table and took Jean's hand. "Relax sis. I didn't think I'd want to share him with someone else. But with you it just seems natural. It just seems right. You belong here. I just want you to promise me one thing."

"Name it."

"Promise me you'll love him as much as I do."

"I promise. The way he took me upstairs this morning, the more I get to know him the more I grow to love him."

"He does kind of grow on you, doesn't he?" Dena giggled. "So we'll take care of our boy together."

"Oh sis. Our boy is all man!"

"I know. I just hope he can keep up with two horny sluts."

The sisters pulled back in the driveway ten hours later. They stopped on the way back from Jean's and did a little shopping. Brady met them at the door as they stepped in the house carrying a couple of suitcases. He kissed each of them. "How was your day ladies? Have you two eaten dinner?"

"It was good." Jean replied. "We got everything I need for the week ahead. Then we stopped and did some shopping. Haven't eaten anything. I'm famished."

"Me too!" Dena chimed in.

"Good. Why don't you two get unpacked. I'll order us some Chinese and then tell you about my day while we eat."

The Chinese food was delivered just as the ladies finished unpacking Jean's things. "Food's here ladies!" Brady yelled up the stairs. The first thing he noticed when they walked into the kitchen was they were both braless. He smiled as he kept dishing up his meal.

Dena walked up and rubbed her chest against his arm. "We missed you today baby. So tell us about your day."

"My day was good. I'm all registered for classes at the Community College now. I'm just going to take two classes next semester. And I got a job." The sisters looked at him shocked. "I hope you didn't think I was just going to lay around and fuck you two all day long." He said laughing.

"Well we were hoping." Dena said laughing.

"I'm a realist. I know we aren't going to be living here the rest of our lives. Eventually the three of us are going to have to find someplace of our own." Jean and Dena smiled at each other as Brady talked. They both liked the way "the three of us" sounded. "Plus I've always pulled my weight. The thought of being lazy is disgusting to me. I have a nice chunk of change saved from all those years in the Marines. But I know we can go through that in a heartbeat. I got to thinking about what I could do that would pay a decent wage. So I drove over to the casino and talked with their head of HR. As soon as I told them of my military background the head of security came down and hired me on the spot. I told them of my plans and schooling and he said I could start out part-time. But if I ever want full-time all I have to do is just ask."

"Did they give you a uniform?" Jean asked. "I love a man in uniform." She said with a wink.

All three laughed. "No. That's where I'll need some help from you two. He told me I'll be required to wear a suit whenever I'm working. So I'll need you two to help me buy a few suits someday this week. I don't start till next Monday. I have to go in for a few hours of orientation. But that's on Friday."

"We should take him over to that men's store in the Mall. They're having a big sale this week." Dena said to Jean.

"Agreed. Let's do it tomorrow so they can fit him and have them ready in time for Monday."

Brady smiled as he watched them talk about him as though he was their little boy again. He finished eating first. He cleaned up his mess at the table. "I'm going to watch some football in the living room. You two join me when you're done."

Dena and Jean hurriedly finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen wondering what Brady had in mind for the evening. They walked into the living room and sat down on either side of him on the couch. He put his arms around each of them and pulled them into his body. "I thought we'd have a little fun. You two are going to be my entertainment."

The sisters looked at each other and smiled. Dena laid her hand over his pants and squeezed his cock. "What did you have in mind baby?"

"You two are going to make love to each other as I watch with a little twist. The first one that cums is the loser. The winner gets fucked by me, while the loser has to watch and then clean out the winner's pussy."

Jean looked across his body at Dena. "He really is a bad boy."

"But first, I want you both to go put something sexy on." He looked at his mom. "Go put that long black lace gown you have that I love so much." He looked at his aunt. "As for you, surprise me."

The sisters returned ten minutes later. Dena was wearing the black lace gown that left nothing to the imagination of what it covered. Her nipples were poking through the sheer material. Jean had a similar night gown in a navy blue material. Both women looked so seductive and sensuous he couldn't just sit there. He thought he'd get the party started. He stood up and stepped between them, facing them as they stood beside each other. He reached for each of them, wrapping his hand around their necks and pulling them into his body. He began kissing them, going back and forth between his mom and aunt. Each began moaning softly as the sexual tension between them built.

Brady released their necks and slipped his hands down their shoulder blades until he was cupping one tit on each of them. "You two sluts show me what you've got." He stepped back then turned and sat in the chair across from the couch.

Dena reached for her sister. "Come here baby!" The two embraced, kissing passionately like the two lovers they were becoming, their mouths open, trying to devour the other. Their hands roamed all over the other, each undressing the other, sliding their gowns off their shoulders and down their bodies. Each began fondling the others tits, tweaking the nipples hard enough to elicit a moan. Dena kissed her way down Jean's face, down her neck till she reached her tits. She lifted her left tit and sucked it into her mouth softly.

Brady watched his aunt's body quiver as his mom made love to her tit. He exercised every bit of self-control he had to not start rubbing his cock under his pants. He was going to let them do all the work when he finally got involved.

Jean's head fell back as the sensations emanating from her breast overwhelmed her. Dena and her had always been close sisters. But Brady was pushing them to a new level of intimacy. She cupped the back of Dena's head with her hand and pulled her into her chest. The sensations were so intense she began to sob softly. "Ooohhh sis. I love you so much. I've always loved you."

Dena stood up and kissed Jean softly. "I love you too baby sister." Jean was only two years younger than Dena. But she had always referred to her as baby sister. She led them over to the couch. Both sat down and continued their embrace. Their kiss became more intense as each sister lowered her hand searching for the others pussy. Each lady spread her legs enough to allow the other easier access to their soaked pussy.

Dena lowered her head again kissing her way down Jeans neck to her tits again. Dena looked at Jean briefly. "Hold them up for me baby. Offer them up for my pleasure." Jean pulled her hand from between Dena's legs and used both hands to lift her tits up to Dena like an offering to a god.

Brady could see the look of lust and need on Jean's face from across the room. He could also see they were both slipping into their natural roles. HIs mom was the natural Dom between the two of them. Jean seemed to slip naturally and gladly into the sub role.

Jean groaned as her head fell back on the couch. Dena was bathing her tit with her tongue and lips as her middle finger curled inside Jean's pussy searching for her G-spot. Jean's body spasmed when she hit it. Dena smiled to herself as she intensified her efforts. She felt Jean's body shake as she played it like a musical instrument.

Brady could see Jean was about to lose their little competition. He decided it was too early for that. He wanted to see them play longer. He thought there was nothing more erotic than the sight of two big titted sluts playing together. The noises they made. The looks they gave each other. Their playing together was going to be a regular occurrence. "Hey you two!"

They both looked at him simultaneously. He couldn't help but smile. They almost looked irritated that he had interrupted them. "I want you two on the floor. Aunt Jean I want you on your back." Jean was in a sexual haze as she slid off the couch and laid on the floor on her back. "Knees up!" Brady ordered her. "Now mom, straddle her face." Dena did as she was told knowing where he was heading with this. She threw her leg over Jean's face and slowly settled until her pussy was within an inch of Jean's mouth. She looked down at Jean's soaked pussy, her juices glistening off her tender flesh. Dena looked over at Brady. She started to grind her pussy into Jean's mouth. Brady pointed to Jean's pussy. "Get down there and suck it slut. You know that's what you want. You also know that's what I expect."

Dena dropped till she was laying on Jean's body. She covered Jean's pussy with her mouth and began to suck and lick, knowing Brady was trying to level the playing field. Both sisters began to moan in unison as they ground their pussy's into the others mouth. Dena felt her orgasm building faster than she wanted. She wanted to win the competition. She wanted to feel her baby's cock pounding her as her sister watched jealously. She knew they would both have the pleasure of Brady taking them and using them as his personal fuck dolls. But there was just something about winning this first competition. She decided to think of anything other than what was being done to her body.

Jean sucked Dena's swollen clit into her mouth and gently nibbled on it with her teeth as she teased it with the tip of her tongue. Dena squealed with delight. She returned the favor trying to bring Jean off by sucking on her clit. She gently ground it between her teeth as she played with it using her tongue. She shoved her middle finger inside her pussy and searched for Jean's sweet spot again.

Jean couldn't take anymore. She was pinned to the floor with Dena's body on top of her. Her body arched up off the floor as her orgasm washed over her. Dena intensified her efforts as she felt and heard her sister's orgasm take hold of her. She was glad she had won their little competition, but she still wanted to give her sister all the pleasure she could. She lifted her pussy off Jean's mouth, allowing her to scream and grunt throughout her orgasm.

Dena rolled off Jean's body and lay on the floor panting as she looked at Brady. "I won!" Jean lay there panting as well, trying to recompose herself.

Brady couldn't help but laugh. "Yes you did! Get up here Aunt Jean!"

Jean rolled over till she was on all fours, then stood up and stepped over to Brady. He grabbed her by the wrist, spun her around and laid her across his lap, her head laying over the arm of the chair. He ran his hand over her bare ass. "You lost! You know what that means slut?"

Jean moaned with need. The combination of the anticipation of her spanking and Brady's taking control of her in a way she'd never been taken before was intoxicating. "Yes sir! I get a spanking." Brady raised his hand and brought it down hard enough to sting. Jean cried out. "OOOHHH!" Brady spanked her again. Her body shook. Brady settled into a steady spanking, slowly turning her ass bright red. Jean's body shook with each blow.

"Do you know why I'm spanking you slut?" Brady taunted her. He didn't know how much longer he was going to continue.

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