The Jig is Up Ch. 03

Paul slowly awoke finding himself still in his mother's arms, her teats pressed hard against his body. It was a very pleasant way to begin the day. He discovered Dagmar and Beverly had watched his dad all night so he could sleep in his mother's soft embrace. When they were all sufficiently awake, his mother turned to her daughter telling her it was her turn to tell the tale of how she ended up in the communal bed.

Dagmar tossed her lovely hair over her shoulder, laughed and began. "I was perpetually horny, my pussy ran all the time," she said as she laughed, "I felt I needed a man constantly. Looking around I soon found lots of them. They all wanted to do me, but very few wanted to love me. I kept noticing my little brother and how he seemed to adore me following me around all the time and latter both of us as Beverly became my best friend. Beverly disliked her own mom liking my own so much that she was over as much as she could be. Beverly also thought my young brother was "hot" which brought him under my scrutiny. I realized he thought we were hot too. I already loved him and it was easy to make the transition to lust as well."

At this point Paul gave his sister a passionate kiss responding to the love she was freely admitting. Dagmar returned the kiss just as passionately before continuing her account. "Mom caught on and gave me the don't hurt your brother speech which kept my hands off of you. I tried to date, but as soon as they tried to "get to first base," all I could think of was you. Dating became a big disappointment and Beverly helped fulfill my needs.

Well, that is, until the night you danced with me and then kissed me. I rushed up stairs and told Beverly what had happened and what you had said about kissing me. Beverly simply said kiss him every night and then licked my horny slit till I came, dreaming of your kiss. The next month passed like the wind for me as you kissed me night after night and night after night I made love to myself if Beverly was not around to help. Meanwhile Beverly was having problems at home. She and her mom were fighting, supposedly over how much time she was spending with us. In reality they were so diametrically opposed in everything they thought and did that it was simply continuing dislike. When I found out I wanted Beverly to feel loved. I would hold her in my arms and told her everything we did. Right down to the most minuet detail. I told her how our kissing was escalating to more. Because of my promise to my mom I was unsure what to do. Beverly said when it became too much I was to send you to her because she was sure what to do."

This time Beverly interrupted her account to move behind her and hug her, while raining small kisses on Dagmar's neck and shoulders. Beverly continued to hold her while once again Dagmar took up her story.

"When I sent you I was positive what she meant was she would look after your needs for me. I didn't realize she had schemes of her own. The night you came to get me I was as surprised as you. Paul, remember when you tasted her love for the first time and she left you? She brought me to your mouth with her finger in me, bringing me almost to orgasm, before setting me on your sweet tongue. She held my breasts the way I like , as I come on your hot tongue immediately. Beverly and I had always assumed she would have your virginity so she gave me everything she could before taking it including allowing me to see what I knew she thought to be her greatest, most fulfilling moment. When she mounted and started to slide you into her I saw mom watching.

Mom caught me once saying the royal F word as she calls it. Instead of giving me heck, she told me it was so much better if I kept those words for the bedroom. The words would lose their potency if they were used commonly. That night was the first time I used words of that nature since she had told me her thoughts, partly because I knew she was watching and would love them. You don't know this Paul but Beverly invited me with her body to taste your mix and I was in such a horny mess I loved it. When after you came in me, you took your cream in your mouth, and gave it to Beverly, you instinctively did the perfect thing. You enabled me to give her back her loving gift. By the way mother, you were right. I loved losing my maidenhead in front of you. I think it helped my orgasm."

His dad was still fast asleep, exhausted by his evening travails, Paul guessed. Paul put his hand between Dagmar's soft inner thighs and asked if he might love her first that morning after hearing her confession. His mom and Beverly readily agreed.

First he was going to lick her hairy inner thighs he explained to the others as he worked his face into the V her legs formed for him. Almost as soon as his touched the hair, his shaft of love hardened to an almost painful degree. To relieve himself a little he asked his mom to rub it. She instead, sucked it into her mouth covering it in a thick layer of salvia.

He licked his way into Dagmar's furry valley pulling gently on mouthfuls of hair, occasionally having to stop to remove a stray hair. He developed a method of licking them off on her slightly domed tummy. The beautiful dome all women have covering their womb. He moved back and moved his tongue again over the cleft in her valley. Soon a stream began to run through the valley and he tried to damn it with his tongue. But it flowed steadily and ran down to pool in the soft brown hole below the cleft. Just between the two mountains, which contained it.

Dagmar lifted her legs higher, and he sucked on the pool to empty it, licking it dry. He then moved his tongue up through mound above the valley licking the mass of hair, which grew so luxuriantly there. Soon his tongue followed a thin hairy line almost like a road until it reached the pothole in her belly, which he filled with his tongue. Dagmar quivered under his loving tongue as it moved further up her body until his head bumped into soft heavy mounds. He lifted his head and watched goose bumps rise, as rosebuds popped from the succulent flesh. His warm mouth covered one then the other bud as Dagmar began to shiver with lust. His throbbing shaft slid from his mother's mouth as he began to lie down on his sister.

The tip of his spear entered the grotto it found, in the cleft his tongue had earlier explored. His tip blocked for a moment the stream, which flowed there. His head moved further up and Dagmar clasped him to her body as her mouth pressed against his, then opened allowing him full access to her sweet mouth. His spear entered her moist cave. His whole being thrust deep into her heat repeatedly until his body was racked with wild tremors. Dagmar's stream turned into a river of love. It flowed down between the mounds into the soft brown hole.

He regained his knees and once again explored the cleft where the river ran with tongue as his sister shook. His tongue thrust into the lake, which formed in the brown hole emptying it as he had done before. Once again, his shaft was enveloped in warm softness as Beverly this time took him into her mouth tasting the nectar she so often tasted before. He sighed as he removed his penis from Beverly's loving mouth and replaced it with his mouth and tongue loving the soft warmth as he bore her down into the bed holding her soft body close to his own. His mother pressed her teats into his back and hugged them both. His sister lay on the bed beside them too lethargic to move with the exception of the fingers that pushed their stream deep into her receptive warmth.

Beverly had taken his virgin spend. His mother his overwhelming lust. Now, Dagmar had had taught him the depths of love, that a woman with her body, can transport her man to. Her loving response to his deep penetration had brought love to a new plateau for him and he worshiped her for it. Beverly was now kissing him so passionately he knew that she recognized what had happened and was pleased that her lover and friend, Dagmar, had her own special place in his heart, as did they all.

It was time to come back to reality. He jerked his head towards the television screen looking at his mother and with contempt asked,

"What are you going to do about that?"

"Nothing," she replied, "he's our smoke screen and our financial provider. I intend to leave it that way for the time being using him as he has used me."

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A few days after his dad left, a letter arrived from his dad's lawyer advising Kate he wanted a divorce. Through a lot of legal paraphrases it basically said due to the fact he wasn't getting any he wanted out. His mother took him to the cleaners. Unbeknownst to Paul, his mother had his dad followed, against this day, and knew of every sexual escapade he had gone on. She got the house, cars, cottage, mountain retreat and Mediterranean condominium as well as half the family assets plus a huge settlement against his future earnings. It would maintain her lifestyle. Mom's lawyer also advised her since Beverly was now over twenty there was no legal impediment to what she had in mind. Their mom had not told them she was looking into Beverly's situation until she was sure she knew what she could do.

One afternoon she asked if she could borrow Beverly for a little while and took her out to the pool, taking a small black brief case with her. She sat Beverly down with her arms around her and told he she had been looking into adopting her but because she was of legal age she could not. That, she told Beverly had not stopped her and her lawyer had come up with an alternative solution. Kate then drew out of the brief case, a sheath of papers she wanted Beverly to sign. It was a contract for the princely sum of one dollar a year guaranteed Beverly's continuing education and life support including such things as a generous clothing, car, and entertainment allowance for five year with an option to renew at the end of that time. It was a contract, which demonstrated love and commitment showing no fear of the abuse that was possible.

Beverly burst into tears. Partly because of her love of his mother, but also from the sense of relief that flooded her. The others had not realized the pressure Beverly had been under at home. She was constantly battling with her parents to maintain her freedom. Raw hatred now existed between Beverly and her mother. Paul began to wonder what was going on as the hours passed and finally went out to the pool to find the two of them fully dressed. They were kissing each other as though they had been away from each other for years. Beverly explained what had transpired and he began to kiss his mother with equal intensity. Then, they all went looking for Dagmar. They knew she would be overjoyed with the news.

They were a union which showed their love physically, and when they found Dagmar in her bedroom, they all stripped and Beverly was soon spread eagled on the bed. One woman each was suckling a teat, teasing a nipple, and tonguing an areola. Paul gently pulled on her inner labia with his lips before sucking her clit to a hip thrusting, bucking, frantic seizure of love. Shaking from orgasmic tension Beverly grabbed both women's heads forcing their faces harder against her trembling teats as she clamped her thighs around her lover's head, and hoarsely moaned her joy into the evening air.

The next morning Paul's mother made arrangements to have Beverly's personal things removed from the family home, realizing how difficult it had been on her. If Beverly wanted she would never have to be in contact with her mother again. Beverly was never told the difficulties the sheriff's officers had removing her clothes from her home. Beverly, fortunately never gave it a thought, loving her new mother with all her soul and basking in the soft mental embrace of a mother who truly loved her.

The women maintained excellent grades at college reaching honor lists time after time. Paul's grades began to slip as the year progressed turning from mostly A's to mostly B's. The two girls arrived in his workroom one day to angrily confront him. They both knew what he was capable of and knew he had been slacking off. They also knew he was endangering their love life, for if their mother found out the loving would be over. Beverly opened up with how could you do this to me while Dagmar cried. At first, he didn't understand what they were talking about through all the wailing that was going on. It was soon made abundantly clear if his grades didn't improve her was cut off. Beverly wanted to know if she was to marry an ignoramus. Dagmar informed him she couldn't tolerate stupidity and obviously he hadn't matured enough to handle his responsibilities to himself and to them. It suddenly dawned on him he had been an ass slacking off, because he found life so good. He had forgotten it was so good because he had worked extremely hard to make it that way. He begged their forgiveness and promised he would meet the requirements to make dean's list by the end of the year. They in turn promised not to tell mom because they all knew if mom found out he would be cut off immediately. Truthfully, the ladies certainly did not want that if their objectives could be meet.

Paul soon learned there was a penalty to be paid for not doing the studying he should've been. He had to work long into the nights missing the arms of his loved ones. He crawled into bed only to sleep in his women's arms. Beverly often on top of him as he feel asleep reviewing a physics problem as he absent- mindedly twirled and pulled at her bum hair. The girls didn't mind but his mother started to notice his inattention to her. It scared her. Perhaps she had done the wrong thing by her son. She was wracked with quilt. Her shame, that she may have molested him for her own needs knew no bounds. His inattention was mistaken for a lack of interest. Their mom became moody as time went on and Paul was too busy with his studies to notice. The girls did but at first were unaware as to why. Then one night as Paul climbed into bed with them and reached for his mother, to hold as he fell asleep, she eased away from him and placed him in Dagmar's arms instead. He feel asleep twirling Dagmar's anal hair instead not noticing his mother had rejected him. Beverly lay there in shock. The loving Beverly always noticed the vibes between them. This was the woman was as far as she was concerned had saved her life. She had just rejected the man they all loved to distraction.

The conference began the next day after school with Dagmar, her lover and confident in all things female when she couldn't go to their mom. Paul was soon brought into the meeting and up to date, as to what was going on. There was nothing for it. They would have to tell their mother about his grades. In the mood Kate was in their sex life was over. The only females Paul would see naked would be Mrs. Thumb and her four sisters. Then it struck them, they could try one thing. A night filled with love with their mom as the main tasty treat. Paul could afford one night off as his professors were all complementing him on his improvement. His mom and the girls were in his mom's bed watching T. V. as planned when he came into her room after supper.

He lay down beside her and stroked her leg. She began to move away from him only to find Dagmar uptight against her feeling her teat. She loved the feel of Dagmar's ministrations and Paul continued to rub her leg, higher and higher. She tried to bring her legs together in an attempt to stop the interesting feeling her son was starting to arouse in her. But Beverly was in the way sitting between her feet. She hadn't noticed her there, but there she was. The reason she hadn't was that Beverly had been hovering over her. She looked for the right place to strategically place herself so Kate couldn't reject her son. Nothing was said as her son now rubbed the edge of her thong panties and her pussy began to weep into her glory. her body was betraying her. She was simply a nasty old lady who couldn't stop molesting her son. His hand was now rubbing her pussy. It was on fire the moisture doing nothing to quench the flames. Kate pulled her teat from her daughter's lips and started to rise, but there was Beverly lying on top of her. Bev looked deep into her eyes before kissing her. Sliding his finger under her thong and touching her moistness. Beverly and she were teat to teat sliding their nipples against each other as Beverly her daughter Beverly, placed Kate's hand on her son's rampant staff. Oh she knew that feel so well. Suddenly she felt her son's tongue in her ear and then his whisper,

"Mom I have neglected you when I promised you would always know I loved you through my actions. In the fullness of time, you will find my behavior has been directed by love. Tonight you must forgive me. I had not realized you could misinterpret them. My Beverly and my Dagmar are terribly distraught you might for a moment feel you were not a necessary part of our love. Tonight is for you."

With that, Beverly was suddenly gone along with Kate's thong, replaced by her son's warm loving body. She could feel male hardness against her and realized it was for her. Her love for her son energized her and her mood, which had dragged her down in to despair lifted as a new dawn brings light to the day. Knowing her love of language in the bedroom her son with a warm tongue probing in her ear said heatedly,

"You are going to be fucked mom, not just by me, but by your three loves who feel you have been neglected. Your cunt will be licked and sucked until it is so swollen the least touch will be ecstasy. Your hips will thrash and buck looking to fill your cunt, but it will remain empty until you beg me to fill you. Your sexy slime will flow down your thighs and I will drink it from your hairy side burns. Then you will be screwed until your thighs tremble with lust. As you're pronged Dagmar and Beverly will suck your teats until your nipples are rock hard and your areolas will attempt to rise on there on accord. I will drive my cock deep, until your cervix sucks the tip and your cunt tries to suck the cream from my dick. Beverly will shove a finger up your ass until you wiggle your bum forcing it further. Dagmar will thrust her tongue into your mouth and your three love holes will be filled."

A little while later she found herself begging for her fucking. Her cunt empty as her hips waved it uselessly in the air. Finally, Paul asked,

"Are you sure mother? Do I love you mother? Do you love me mother? Will I always love you mother? Do you need to be fucked by your son? Does he need to be fucked by you?

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, oooooh yes," she cried as she felt a hard cock enter her cunt, a finger in her asshole and a tongue drive into her mouth. Moments later she began to shake in her son's arms as her orgasm overcame her and she knew she was were she belonged. She was a vain old witch, she thought to herself, doubting for a moment that she didn't belong. She was enjoying the sensations her loves were providing as she slowly calmed in her lovers hands.

But they weren't through with her. Beverly replaced her son between her legs and licked their man's cum from her inner recesses slowly causing a return of those desires that only love can satisfy. Paul kissed her, entering her mouth with his sweet tongue, until the embers that dwelt within her burst once more into flame. Dagmar suckled on her breasts till the nipples were once again engorged aching with lust. Kate's hands held Beverly's head to her cunt as she trust her clit hard against her tongue bringing another intense orgasm.

Again they ravaged her. This time it was Dagmar between her quivering acquiescent thighs loving with an intensity that once again fanned the flames of lust. Her son lightly nipped at her swollen, tender nipples, providing further rapture as Beverly slid her hot wet pussy over her lips and tongue giving her a wonderful cunt kiss, which went on and on. Again her body shuddered with orgasmic tension as her lust for her three loves overwhelmed her and she shook with her release.