A literotic sexstories: Meeting the Birth Mother, Part II by JackDRipper ,
This story picks up immediately after Part I leaves off. Hope you enjoy!
We fucked twice more that night, and then spent a little time going over some ground rules. Apparently turning your abandoned mother into your personal sex slave came with riders, but nothing I wouldn’t have done anyway. Keep up my grades, help around the house, stay out of trouble, the usual. She also set some boundaries. Nothing could interfere with her work or professional reputation, safe words were to be respected, and the occasional “no” didn’t mean I was being abandoned again.
In return for that, she became my little mommy whore – a title she chose. If I woke up at 2:00 AM with a hard on, I could just roll her over and start fucking, no permission asked. If I had a hankering at 2:00 in the afternoon, I could grab her hair, pull her down, and get her lips busy. I was her master, she was my mommy whore.
When my mom’s alarm went off at 7:00 AM the next morning, it was way too early.
“How’s my little boy this morning?” she purred.
I smiled and kissed her on the nose. She rested her head on my chest.
We lay there for a moment.
“Who was my father?” I asked. “Where is he?”
I felt her stiffen, then sigh. “He’s my older brother, Andre. He’s 10 months older than me. And he is in the state prison for life on a double-homicide rap.”
“My father was your brother?”
“He was always violent and terrified me. My parents were out of town. When he found out I was alone, he came over. I was afraid for my life. I gave him what he wanted. If I hadn’t he could have killed me.”
“That’s…terrible. I guess that’s why your family pressured you to give me up. Did you press charges?”
“If I had, I would have been out on the street. Sixteen years later, they still lost their shit when they found out you had contacted me.”
“It sounds like they’re the ones I should be making into my whore, not you. Are they all against me?”
“They would prefer you weren’t around. And as far as making any of them your whore, good luck. They’re way too repressed.”
“Maybe, but I have my little mommy whore to help me.”
“You want me to help you seduce family members?”
“My mommy whore has to do what I say, remember? And it sounds like all they have ever done for you is create misery.”
The evil smirking smile I had seen briefly in the pool the previous night returned. “They say revenge is a dish best served cold. Let’s heat it the fuck up.”
“Attagirl,” I kissed her. “When do I start meeting them?”
“Freshman orientation is today, but I will be working until almost 6:00. I’m have my niece Cora bring you home. She’s my sister’s daughter and a sophomore. She’s a nice young little thing. I wouldn’t mind a little personal time with her myself. We can start with her, then move on to my sister later. If we can break sis, we might even be able to thaw out my mom.”
“So Cora’s mom is the same sister who pressured you into giving me up?” I asked. “Is Cora like the rest?”
“Pretty much. She’s going to stay for dinner tonight, so you guys can hang out until I get home, go swimming, whatever. You can get to know her and decide for yourself.”
“Will she also be suits optional?”
“Hah! She’ll probably be wearing some kind of a granny one-piece. She’s just as repressed as the rest.”
“Where do you keep your swimsuits?”
“Second drawer down on the left. Why?”
I padded across the room and opened the drawer. There were three sets of bikinis and two one pieces. The yellow one-piece was still hanging in the bathroom drying.
I sorted through them and left only a microscopic string bikini and another nearly-invisible one-piece. The rest I took and hid in my room.
“What’s going on in that devious mind of yours?” my mother called from her room.
“You’ll find out later,” I called back. “Just don’t forget you’re my mommy whore.”
After a quick breakfast my mom drove us to campus. I spent most of the day in orientation then wandered to the library, where Cora was doing some research.
I recognized her quickly from her picture. She was small, like me, just over five feet, with dark hair. She wore a baggy T-shirt and khaki pedal pushers.
Cora was poring over some books. She looked up as I approached and smiled. We went through some basic introductions.
“Can you give me another ten minutes?” she asked once we got through the introductory small talk.
“Sure,” I said. “Is it okay if I wait in the car?”
“No problem,” she replied and tossed me the keys. I pointed to her overfull bookbag beside her on the floor.
“Want me to carry that out for you?” I asked. She nodded gratefully.
Out in the car, I opened the bag. There was a swimsuit that your grandmother would have considered too modest tucked in the bottom. I shook my head and stuffed it into my bag, then zipped her bag up and dumped it in the trunk.
We chatted on the ride home. From what I was able to glean, she was in a committed relationship with a guy she knew from church, she was straight, she taught Sunday School, and she was the the model of wholesome.
When we got home, I went in my room, pulled on my trunks, and came out just in time to hear Cora’s gentle swearing in the bathroom.
I knocked on the door politely. “You okay in there?”
“I forgot my swimsuit,” she called from behind the door. “I would have sworn I put it in here.”
“My mom probably has a couple around,” I said. “I don’t know where she keeps them but I’ll check. Hang on.”
I returned a moment later with the two suits I had hand-picked that morning.
“This was all I could find,” I said, handing them through the cracked door. “She probably has others but maybe they must be at the cleaners or in her car.”
“Are you kidding?” Cora said. “I can’t wear these. There’s nothing there. One’s invisible and the other’s like three candy wrappers tied together with ribbon.”
“It’s just the two of us, whose going to see?”
“You’ll see. I bet you’d like that wouldn’t you,” she sneered.
I would, but that was beside the point. “What? You think I want to hook up with you or something? You’re family, that’s disgusting. Forget swimming. I’m going to go get dressed, we can just hang out until my mom gets home. I need to hook up my x-box, then we can play video games.”
“I don’t play video games,” she called.
“The point is, we will do something that doesn’t require a swimsuit.”
“But I want to go swimming.”
“Then let’s go. It’s okay, we’re family. I promise you, I won’t look. If it will make you feel any better, I’ll skinny dip.”
I heard a giggle from behind the door. “Stop messing with me.”
“I’m serious, I’ll be nude.” I peeled off my trunks and hung them on the door knob. “Here’s my suit, come out when you’re ready.”
I padded out to the pool and dove in.
I was having second thoughts about the whole operation. Maybe she was a little self-righteous, but she did seem like an honestly wholesome girl. If my resentment was about her mom, maybe I was dumping the sins of the parents on their children. Doubts raged through my mind. I floated in the pool and wondered if I should call it off.
Cora didn’t appear. I wandered back inside. I could hear Cora in the bathroom talking on her cell phone with one of her girl pals.
“Yeah, he seems okay. A little scrawny but a nice guy . . . I’m staying for dinner tonight . . . we were going to go swimming but I forgot my suit, I wanted to borrow one but you know her, all she had were these trashy suits . . . gawd, she’s such a slut . . . I don’t know, we might just skinny dip . . . Him? I doubt it, probably has a tiny dick . . . I probably wouldn’t even feel it going in . . . whatever. Okay, I’ll talk to you later.”
Tiny dick. I lost all sympathy I had gained for her.
I got out of the house and back in the pool just in time for Cora to emerge wrapped in a towel and nothing else.
“Turn around until I am in the water,” she ordered.
I complied and a second later a soaking wet nerf ball bounced off the side of my head.
We threw the ball at each other a few times and she modestly kept her shoulders below the water.
I ducked under the water once and opened my eyes. Her body looked like a younger version of my mom’s. Her hips were a little slimmer and her breasts a little smaller, but the same basic plan.
Time to up the ante. I intentionally “missed” a throw and sent it sailing out into the grass beyond our reach.
“I’m not getting out to get that,” Cora said.
“No problem.” I dove under the water and swam slowly over to the side of the pool, giving my cock a couple of tugs to get it a little hard. I retrieved the ball making sure she got a full look at my cock. I threw her the ball, then walked back slowly.
Cora’s eyes were locked on my cock the whole way back. Her stare gave me a surge and I was almost half way to full mast when I dove back into the water.
“Throw me the ball,” I said.
That evil smirk that I had seen on my mom crawled across Cora’s face. It must run in the family. She threw the ball back in the grass, and looked at me expectantly. “Oops.”
I walked over to the ball, picked it up and turned. This time I made sure I had a full, purple hard on as I walked back to the pool. I even gave it a couple casual strokes for her to see. I threw her the ball and she threw it out again.
Instead of the retrieving it, I just sat on the side of the pool, cock at full attention.
Cora swam over. She still kept her shoulders under the water, but her eyes were locked on my pulsating cock.
“We’re family, it’s okay,” I said.
“What?” she asked.
“We’re family, you can look at my cock and be curious. Nothing sexual, it’s okay.”
“I wasn’t looking at your cock.”
“Okay, but if you were, that would be okay. We’re family and we can do that and it’s not sexual.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it’s fine. You’re just curious.”
She nodded. “Just curious, of course. Can I touch it?”
“Of course.”
She leaned forward, lifting her top half out of the water. Her tits came free. Rounded hemispheres with long nipples and hard, tiny aureoles. She reached out and first gently, then more firmly, took my cock in her hand. She slid up and down the shaft.
“I’ve never had one this big,” she said. “I mean, I’ve never seen one this big. I’m still a virgin of course.”
“Of course,” I said.
She was still running her hands up and down my cock, so I decided to up the game another level. I reached down and cupped one of her breasts.
“Hey!” she said and jumped back. “Hands!”
“I was just curious. I was letting you be curious, I thought it would be okay. I’m sorry.”
I slipped into the pool and swam to the opposite end. A second later she swam up beside me.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “You can be curious too, as long as it’s, you know, non-sexual.”
“Thank you,” I said, and wiped a fake tear from my eye.
She didn’t waste any time. Her hands, both of them, were all over my cock, stroking up and down, even cupping my balls. I touched her breasts, running my fingers over them, pinching the nipples.
Cora moved in closer. The tip of my cock pressed against her stomach. She pushed it lower and slid it between her thighs, rubbing it against her slit.
“I was wondering,” she said, her lips moving closer to mine, her breasts pressing against my chest. “I was wondering just how curious you were, in a non-sexual way.” Her lips were merely an inch from mine.
“Pretty curious,” I said.
She shifted her body so the tip of my cock was poised just outside her cunt. Unlike my mom, she was an innie not an outie, shaven completely clean. My cock was hard as a rock and if she put any pressure it would slip inside.
She kissed me on the lips, hard, shoving her tongue inside.
“I’m curious what your cock would feel like inside me. In a non-sexual way.”
“Why don’t you find out, in a non-sexual way.”
She pulled herself onto my cock in a way that was pretty damn sexual.
I reached around, grabbed her ass and slid a finger into her asshole. She wrapped her legs around me and ground her cunt deep onto my cock. This girl was definitely no virgin, she knew what she was doing. I let her grind and fuck me for a moment, kissing me, while I felt up her tits.
I froze, pushed her away. My cock slid from her pussy.
“What?” she said. “What is it?”
I stammered. “We have to stop, this is becoming sexual.”
“What?”
“This is supposed to just be curious. We’re family, this can’t be sexual.”
Her demeanor had changed completely. “Sweetheart, in this family, it’s all sexual. Now let me at that cock again before I die from sexual undernourishment.”
“What about your boyfriend?” I asked.
“His dick is too small, forget him. You’re my new boyfriend, cousin, and I’m keeping it in the family.”
She reached for me and I retreated, swimming to the opposite side of the pool.
The back door opened and my mom came out, naked. She looked at us, both naked and at opposite sides of the pool. “What’s going on here?”
“Cora wants to have sex with me,” I said, trying to sound offended.
“Cora!” my mom said.
Cora snorted. “Like you have room to talk.”
I looked at my mom. “We were being curious, in a non-sexual way, then suddenly she’s all over me.”
My mom shook her head. I hopped out of the pool and made like I was going to go inside.
“Wait a sec,” my mom said. She waved Cora over and continued. “Look, sometimes it’s okay if family members make love to each other.”
I sniffed. “Really?”
“Yes. See watch, Cora and I can make love too.”
“No way,” Cora shouted. “I’m not a dyke.” She climbed out of the pool, ready to storm inside. My mom grabbed her arm and pulled her close. She pointed at my still-hard cock.
“To get to that, you better play along or you’re going to scare him away. He’s been very sheltered.” She pulled Cora to a lounge, had her lay down, then spread the younger girl’s legs. “Just relax, let me drive.”
My mom spread Cora’s pussy with her fingers and lapped up and down. I stood to the side, watching Cora stare at my cock as my mom licked and sucked her cunt. Cora’s nipples were long and hard, pointed upwards like darts. She rubbed her tits, slowly slid a hand down to her slit, then moaned as my mom hit a spot.
I watched for several minutes, slowly stroking my cock as my mom ate Cora out. I moved behind my mom and she shifted her ass in the air. I hovered my cock over her cheeks, letting Cora get an eyeful of the long shaft, the pink head, the drop of pre-cum that hovered on the tip. Then I leaned down and slid it into my mom’s pussy.
My mom and Cora moaned almost in unison. I kept my eyes locked on Cora as I slowly slid the shaft in and out of my mom. I pulled out, wiped my mom’s juice’s off, and licked my hand clean, then I slid it back in and increased my rhythm. My mom leaned hard into my cock as I rammed it home.
Cora, deprived of her aunt’s tongue, had to make due on her own. She had two fingers – now three – now four – working in and out of her cunt. Her legs were spread like a gymnast and she drove four fingers in and out, in and out. Juices dribbled from her slit, running down across her puckered asshole and puddling on the lounge. She moaned with each stroke of her hand – check that, with each stroke of my cock into my mom.
My mom groaned and came. I fought for control. I wasn’t ready to pop. I pulled out of my mom, moved so I was straddling Cora, and hovered my cock over her face.
Cora licked my mom’s juices off it, then shifted to her knees and sucked like a thousand-dollar whore. My mom moved beside me and rubbed her hands up and down my chest, then pulled my face down to her own mammoth breasts. I sucked greedily, licking, stretching, nipping. My mom ran her hands down and played with her slit, making circular motions on her pussy while I kept working over her tits.
I pulled Cora’s head free from my cock, spun her around and rammed my cock hard all the way home. She let out a scream that echoed off the far hillside. I squeezed her tits and pounded away.
My mom lay in front of Cora, spread her legs and tugged her niece’s head down. Cora resisted and I pulled out. She looked back at me with a sulky frown and I pointed to my mom’s soaked cunt. She nodded, frowned, and got to work. I stroked my cock a few times, and once I got the thumbs up from my mom, rammed it back home, pounding my cousin with every muscle in my body.
When I felt Cora come the third time, I was ready to blow. I pulled out and jerked Cora back by her hair so her face hung underneath my cock. I rammed my cock into her mouth and shot my load.
She swallowed it all.
* * *
Afer another slower, more passionate round of lovemaking, the three of us lounged in the pool in the darkness.
“If you want to get to my mom, the first thing you need to know is she’s a repressed lesbian,” Cora said.
My mom nodded.
Cora continued. “She’s dropped a couple of hints to me, but I’ve always blown her off. I am sure she would be receptive if I came on to her. She also would probably love a shot at your twin sister.”
“My what?”
“Your . . .” Cora turned to my mom. “You mean he doesn’t know?”
TO BE CONTINUED…
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