Summary: Siblings have three-hole sex, and Mom uses a strap-on.
Note 1: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing this story.
Note 2: This is a sequel to the 2021 Christmas Contest Story Mom’s Tantric Massage. In part 1 (which I suggest you read first if you haven’t already… not only is it a hot read, but this tale will make more sense if you already know ‘the story so far’), the Mom’s two grown kids come home to Indiana to visit their mother for Christmas (which is also their mother’s birthday). This is after over a year of their sidestepping COVID in Los Angeles, where their cannabis-infused massage oil business partnership has really taken off. Once they’ve had a chance to tell their Mom about their business (and finally convinced her that it’s more lucrative… and lots more fun… than if they’d both become doctors like she’d always hoped), the Mom insists on their giving her a cannabis massage, which leads to both children massaging and pleasuring their long-neglected mother in all of her holes.
Now after they all awaken from a much-needed nap, their incestuous wickedness resumes in:
Mom’s Tantric Massage Ch. 02
Diane’s internal clock woke her up. She glanced at her two kids, who’d recently joined forces to give her the most intense pleasure of her life. Her pussy was still tingling… apparently the power of the THC was lingering long after her initial rush.
But at the moment she needed to push away the flame beginning to reignite from her pussy’s pot high… since she needed to check on their Christmas supper. As she slithered out of the bed, she looked back to admire both of her children’s amazing bodies, and she was sorely tempted to both suck her son’s big dick (again) and eat her daughter’s delicious pussy (again). She couldn’t decide which one she preferred… but of course that wasn’t a choice she had to make since she knew she was welcome to do both, so it wasn’t one she put much thought into.
Since she was naked, Diane slipped on a robe (which was short and silk these days, rather than the long terrycloth ones she’d always favoured until recently) and headed to the kitchen… feeling her pussy burning a little more. The fire was quelled a couple minutes later when her own mother called, which meant she’d likely be complaining about not coming up to Indiana for Christmas. She lived in Florida, and she’d blame Diane somehow, even though Diane had pushed and pushed, and had offered to pay for the flight… but her mother was terrified of COVID, even though the percentage of new cases was substantially higher in Florida than Indiana.
Diane’s sister Maggie was driving out from Indianapolis on the 26th, celebrating the 25th with her newest boyfriend and his family. Maggie had no kids, and she’d bounced around from guy to guy since her divorce three years ago… living her wild twenty-something years in her mid-to-late forties, being three years younger than Diane.
Jeremy woke up and checked out his sister. He then gently woke her up, but only after admiring her naked body for a minute. Before they’d all drifted to sleep in each other’s arms, their mother had made it clear she wanted to watch her two children fuck each other for the first time… which may have been even more surreal than everything else that had happened today. But he’d be lying if he told himself (or anyone else) the thought of fucking his twin sister hadn’t been a major fantasy of his for years. Watching her administer massages while nude, or while wearing sexy lingerie or costumes during the past couple of years was cock throbbing stimulating, which was often what kept him hard if he was massaging some older woman who wasn’t very appealing (which mattered, since just like a porn star, his lack of an erection would be bad for business). But he’d always resisted the temptation, because it could easily hinder their business relationship. And besides, his sister had shown pretty much zero interest in hooking up with him… and she’d even downplayed the idea when her Mom had suggested it in their recent conversation about what they all should do together after supper.
“Hey,” Jeremy spoke.
Christy woke up groggily. She looked at her brother. “Did all of that really happen?”
“Yeah, it did,” Jeremy nodded, glancing down at her firm tits.
“Are you checking me out?” Christy asked.
“I’m not, not checking you out.”
“I can see you’re ready for more,” Christy said, glancing down at her brother’s eight-inch dick, that was standing up completely erect. The cannabis oil was still in her system, and seeing her brother’s cock made her pussy tingle.
“Always,” Jeremy said, having a very impressive reload at his young age… which had been very helpful during some of their more unique massage requests… one being for him to come all over the client, and then Christy had massaged it into the woman’s body… which usually required him to supply four loads over the course of the hour-long session.
Christy shook her head as she rolled out of the bed and stood up. “Hopefully Mom’s forgotten what she suggested while she was high.”
“I hope not,” Jeremy said, his cock flexing in admiration at the sight of his sister’s amazing ass.
“You want to fuck your sister?” Christy asked bluntly, since an idea that had been pushed by a few clients, although she’d never seriously considered it, had suddenly become a real possibility. She wasn’t sure if it was because she was still a little high, still a lot horny, or if their breaking through that wicked incestuous barrier by having the threesome with their mother had weakened her moral code sufficiently for her to wish to cross this next incestuous line… since… she had… no, they had… definitely broken some ice by sharing their mother with each other.
“If you like, I’ll fuck you right here and now,” Jeremy offered, his slight hesitation during his earlier reflection now swept aside as he admired his hot sister. With her as a prospective target, his cock was definitely ready for more action!
“We’ll see, but not before supper, in any case,” she said, taking another look at her brother’s tempting cock, and then she went off to her own room to put some clothes on… although the stockings were going to stay on, of course… she knew the power they had on her always horny brother. And while she still wasn’t certain she was going to do what her mother wished in this instance… she’d spent most of her childhood life ignoring what she expected of her… today’s wish was tempting… very, very tempting!
Jeremy got up last, made the bed, then went and jumped in the shower.
“Yes, of course the kids are here,” Diane was saying as her daughter walked into the kitchen… already three minutes into her mother’s usual and totally anticipated whining… she’d always promised herself she wouldn’t turn out like her Mom, but then had become just like her… until in recent months she’d begun taking her counseling sessions to heart, and among other things, had abandoned all that stuffy morality she’d previously clung to.