“That was lovely, sweetie,” Mom said warmly as her son’s spend slowed. Her breasts were dripping with clear-white fluid. Tom had truly unloaded on her. Sidney stared at the scene, and she swore she felt her womb twitch.
If she’d seen it in a video, she’d have sworn they used fake cum, but this was clearly all real. And Sidney was certain that her twin had put even more than that inside her fertile twat than was showing here. Oh fuck. Sidney’s uterus had to be full as a fishbowl. If she moved, she could probably feel it sloshing around inside of her.
“Nicely done, son,” Dad said. He was smiling proudly, like his boy had made the honor roll rather than completing a one-man bukkake on his mom. As if showering another man’s wife with sperm was the greatest compliment you could give him.
“Let me get a towel and we can move on to the next set of photos,” Mom said.
“Actually, dear, I was thinking you should stay like that,” Dad said.
“I don’t know,” Mom said, “I don’t want our Tommy to get messy when he touches me.”
“What do you think, princess?” Dad asked, turning back to Sidney. “Seriously, your opinion means so much to me.”
“Um, Mom should keep it on,” Sidney said, “I think it’ll be hot.”
“Well, if you say so, sweetie,” Mom said, looking down dubiously at her sperm-doused tits.
“Let’s give Tom a little time to get ready,” Dad said, “Amanda, take off your jeans so we can get a good look.”
Mom didn’t hesitate; she undid her pants and slid them over her wide hips. Unlike her daughter, her pussy was completely shaved. Her vaginal lips were engorged and open. Again, Tom stared, hypnotized by his mother’s incredible naked body. His penis, flagging from the last encounter, was able to give a couple of appreciative nods.
Mother and son now stood next to each other completely naked in the family living room.
“Amanda, stand in front of Tom, but slightly off to the side,” Dad said, “Yes, like that. Tom put your left hand on Mom’s shoulder.”
Tom did as he was told. To Sidney’s amazement, her brother’s dick was already starting to straighten once again. Clearly, his recovery time was just fine, thank you.
“Alright, now take your left hand and put it on Mom’s breast, thatta boy,” Dad said, “Don’t pull too hard, now. I know your mother doesn’t like that so much.”
“It’s OK, Danny,” Mom said.
“Well OK, then,” Dad said, “Keep up the good work, sport.” Click click click. “Don’t forget to do the other one.” Snap snap snap.
“Alright now start to touch lower,” Dad said, “Don’t rush anything.”
Tom took his hand and slowly dragged it down his Mom’s stomach. When he reached her bare mound, he paused. Like he was savoring the moment.
“Wow, Amanda, you’re leaking like crazy down there,” Dad said, “Kids, look at all that juice coming out of your Mom. It’s like a slip-and-slide.”
Mom giggled and blushed. “Something about my son, I guess,” she said, idly.
Dad stepped out from the behind the camera, arms crossed. “Be honest, Amanda. Are you ovulating?” Dad asked, sternly.
“…Maybe?” Mom said, glancing away from her husband’s glare.
“Well, we’ll just have to be extra careful,” Dad said, “OK, sport, now slowly rub your mother’s pussy to get her warmed up.”
“I think I’m plenty ready, Danny,” Mom said, a bit of frustration leaking through.
“Do you want to take the photos, dear?” Dad asked. Tom and Sidney shot each other a look. Were their parents really arguing right now?
“No,” Mom said, “You’re right. I’m sorry.”
Dad took a deep breath. “Tom, play your fingers up and down Mom’s lips a little.”
Tom did as he was told, feeling his mother’s juices soak his fingers. Sidney could hear how wet her mother was. The hot redhead reflected that she was becoming quite the spout herself.
“Good job,” Dad said, “Now, do you know where her clit is?”
“Daaaad,” Tom whined.
“Just checking,” Dad said, “I know a lot of boys your age struggle with such things. In any case, I want you to stroke your mom’s clit. It should be pretty easy now that she’s so aroused.”
Tom truly had no trouble finding his mother’s magic button. She groaned and stiffened when he got there.
“Great job!” Dad said, “Now gently rub while I… Amanda, why are you making that face?”
“Getting. Close,” Mom said.
“Oh wow. OK. no problem,” Dad said, “Just hold on for a little…”
“OH! rrrrrrrAH!” Mom grabbed Tom’s hand and held it in place. Her face went red, and she threw her head back. Trembling. Then limp.
“Oh, that was very nice!” Dad said, “Princess come look at these. I think I got some good ones.”
Sidney dutifully knelt down next to her dad. Yup, that was a picture of her Mom cumming on her son’s fingers, all right.
“I think that one’s the winner right there,” Dad said, flipping back to one where Mom’s mouth was gaping, her eyes popped open.
“Sure Dad,” Sidney said, not sure how else to react.
“That was good,” Dad said, “I think we’re ready to move on. We’ll be better off doing these next ones on the couch.” Dad spun the camera around.
Tom and Mom, their legs weak, made their way over to the other side of the living room and sat down on the family sofa. The cushions were soft, and the fabric was only a little scratchy on their bare bodies.
“We’ll start simple for these first few,” Dad said, clearly getting quicker at setting up the camera. Both of you sit together. Nice posture. Amanda, why don’t you clasp Tom’s hands and hold them in your lap?”
Mom did as she was told, taking Tom’s hands in her tiny ones and placing them right on her pussy.
“Look, your brother’s cock is back,” Dad said to Sidney.
Sidney honestly didn’t know how she was supposed to respond to her twin’s tumescence. Her body had no such qualms, though. She felt that undeniable desire for incestuous dick rush back in full force.
“Amanda, what are you thinking about for this next shot?” Dad asked.
“You’re the photographer, dear,” Mom said, clearly still fighting their previous argument.
“No, I know,” Dad said, “But I’d like to get your opinion. On the one hand, I think having you lie back, and cradle Tom’s head would make for a great shot. But if you were on top, we’d see your body so much better.
Mom made a big show of considering carefully. “I think I’d be happier on top,” she said.
“Good, that’s what I was thinking as well,” Dad said. “Tom, why don’t you lie back on the couch. That’s perfect.”
Mom didn’t need to be told to do the next part. She climbed on top of her son, dragging her crotch up his muscular chest till it hovered right over his face.
“Stick your tongue out, Sport,” Dad said, “Yes, that’s a great look. Now Amanda, lower yourself down. Perfect.”
Tom sighed as he was smothered by his mom’s sex. Mom settled over his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her thighs.
Sidney couldn’t tell exactly what her brother was doing, but she knew he was doing a damn good job. Her mother’s body went taut almost immediately. Her mouth hung open, eyes rolled back. She ran her hands through her son’s hair while he pleasured her.
The room filled with the harmonious noises of lips smacking and a camera clicking. Like a counterpoint, each responding to another. Much in the same way that their mother was clearly reacting her son’s ministrations.