“Mmm, good big brother,” Mistress cooed in his ear as her hand stroked his cock. “And did Sandy cum? Did she have an orgasm right there in the bed next to you as you both listened to your mommy being a dirty lil slut?”
‘Yes… mom came first… she was pretty loud, and then I heard Sandy, she gasped, I felt the bed as her body shook, and…”
“Yes, Steven?”
“I swear all I did was put my hand on my boxers. I came, really hard. I scared her I think cos she went really quiet and stopped moving.”
“You didn’t say anything?”
“No,” Steven admitted.
“You didn’t try to touch her?”
“No,” he said firmly. “She’s my sister.”
Mistress Erin saw that Master was leading the others back inside.
“So? So what if she’s your sister? You just admitted you had a wet dream about your mother. You still grew hard as a rock checking out her cummy cunt last night… and you were hard again looking at her naked body this morning…”
The teen looked into the older lady’s eyes, knowing it was all true.
“Good boy,” she purred at him. “Good big brother.”
Mistress Erin’s hand left Steven’s cock, but then he felt one finger rub slowly over the big wet spot where his cock was pressed against the fabric of his boxers. She lifted her finger in front of his eyes – there was a large droplet of pre-cum on her finger. With a grin she wiped it onto her tongue, before getting up from the table and crossing to the door. As Master Nathan entered, she greeted her husband with a lingering kiss, and Steven saw Master’s eyes burn in his direction as he tasted the salty pre-cum tang on his wife’s tongue, a broad smile creeping over his face as he realised what it was.
Steven finished pumping his cock, unloading into a small towel that he kept under his bed as he thought of Mistress Erin’s hand teasing him, before he quickly got ready to go to the farmer’s market.
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Sandy was already ready, sitting on her bed in a knee length skirt and tight t-shirt that clung rather nicely to her small b-cup breasts. She had decided against the need to wear something conservative like she had done the night before, but still felt a little unsure if she was ready to leave the sanctity of her bedroom, even though she now found herself thinking of her brother laying there where she now sat, his cock erupting into the night. She couldn’t believe she had just witnessed her parents naked and peeing in their garden, and then licking each other clean afterwards! As they had walked back inside, Master pointed out to the young woman that her mother’s pussy was wet, and it wasn’t from the pee that her dad had just licked up. Her mom had become aroused from obeying Master, even at completing such a nasty act, and performed in front of her own daughter.
She wondered what was going on in the bedroom on the other side of the wall. Was Master enjoying a quickie with her mom – or dad? No – she was sure she would be hearing something if that was the case. She noticed as they went to ‘get ready’ that the bedroom door was shut behind them. Even as she now knew her dad had been hiding his cock cage from her and Steven for 9 months, her parents bedroom door tended to stay at least a little bit open.
When she heard their door open, she slowly drifted out of her room, too. Her mother was wearing a bright yellow sundress with some low heeled sandals, but there was something unusual about her. Sandy could clearly see her mother’s nipples pressing against the dress… and her breasts seemed to be much perkier than she had ever seen them, even in her best bras. Her father was wearing a similar shade of yellow in a pair of shorts that Sandy had not seen him wear before. It wasn’t in his normal colour range, she noted. Also they were very very short. And… as he turned… she saw something pink sticking out the top.
“Dad, are you wearing – panties?” the teen blurted out. Her father’s face confirmed her suspicion. Steven, who was lingering in the kitchen, took his eyes off his mother’s breasts to look at his father after hearing the question. The slave tried to pull his tshirt down, but it was purposefully short.
“Come on children,” Master ordered, and they headed out to the car, where slave aaron popped up the two rear seats so everyone could fit, and in so doing also afforded everyone a better glimpse of the top of his pink panties as he bent forward into the car.
As they drove, with Mistress in front with slave aaron, Master and slave maryanne in the middle, and the kids in the back, they heard Master asking if the ropes weren’t too tight. They saw their mother – and Master Nathan – peer down the front of her dress at her breasts. The kids exchanged glances as they determined the reason for their mother’s extra pert breasts must be the result of ropes?
When they arrived at the market, the starkest change for Steven and Sandy as they began to wander around was seeing their mom walking hand in hand with Master Nathan, as if they were a happily married couple. A few times Sandy saw Master put his hand on her mother’s ass, and each time the teen then glanced around in case anyone they knew might bear witness to such a scene. What if someone saw her mother holding hands and being groped by this older man who was not her dad? Come to that, what if someone saw her dad with another woman other than her mom as Mistress Erin was equally taking joy in teasing her father? They were only twenty minutes from their home after all! But the quite casual appearance that her parents were portraying walking around with their ‘owners’ left Sandy with no doubt that this public exposure was a regular occurrence for them. She wondered in fact whether they had already been seen by one of their friends or family, and if so, what excuse would propose if they had?
After about half an hour of wandering the market, Master Nathan whispered something to slave maryanne, who in turn asked Sandy to go with her to the toilets. The market was on the edge of town, and had a very basic toilet block. The two woman disappeared inside. Sandy thought she was simply having a pee break with her mom, but when she emerged from her not terribly clean cubicle, her mother called out to her from her own stall. Whilst Sandy was carrying a small Wednesday Adams’ themed backpack, her mother was not carrying anything with her. Opening her door slightly, slave maryanne handed her daughter a length of velvety red rope and asked her to put it in her backpack. “Mom!” Sandy gasped, as her mother was standing there with her breasts fully exposed. One of them was still bound with a similar length of rope, wrapped around the base of her breast, making her flesh bulge out from her body. The skin also had a very obvious purple hue. The other breast, now released, appeared how Sandy would have expected of her mother’s natural “mom boobs”, except for the a red hue as the blood began to properly recirculate through it.
Sandy moved herself to block anyone from seeing her half naked mother, although no one was in sight. “What did he do to you?” she asked in shock.