“What about a son, daughter and mother threesome?” Diane asked.
“I imagine that would also be very popular,” Christy said.
“We’d be working all day and all night,” Jeremy said, his cock once again hard from the idea.
“Well,” Diane said, their dinner almost over. “Then finish up your meals, kids; we should start practicing our ‘working’ all day and all night.”
“Mom, we’ve awakened a monster: you’re totally insatiable,” Christy teased.
“That’s because my sex drive was dormant for a long time,” Diane smiled. “So it’s time to make up for lost time. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Finish eating and put the dishes away.”
“Yes, Mom,” both kids said in unison.
Jeremy asked, once he was alone with his sister, “Are you happy to do what she wants? Because as horny as I am for you, there’s no way I’m going to force myself on you; that would be a huge violation of our mutual trust.”
“No worries, brother dear; at this point, I want you too. And if I put just a tad more lotion in my pussy, I’ll probably let you fuck the shit out of me,” Christy said, still feeling pretty horny to the extent that whatever the reasons were they’d never committed incest, they no longer seemed relevant to anything.
“Then you’d better apply some lotion to that sexy asshole of yours as well,” Jeremy smiled, turning his sister’s words around on her… something he’d always done.
“Well…” Christy smiled and stood up, “…if Mom can take your cock in all three holes, I guess I can too.”
“But this time, please don’t let what you’ve just said be a tease,” Jeremy asked, or pretty much begged, his sister having made similar declarations about their having sex with each other in the past, although never quite as blunt as this one. It had usually been when she was high or when she hadn’t gotten laid.
“Oh trust me, big brother,” she said, as she gathered up some plates, her actions not at all sexual, but her words dripping with wicked implications, “The only way I’ll be fucking with you tonight will be in the most literal fashion.”
“Mmmmmmmm,” Jeremy smiled, loving when a woman rode him or bounced back on his cock.
“Now help me clean up,” Christy ordered. “Mom fixed us a great meal; it’s the least we can do.”
“Of course,” Jeremy agreed, finishing up one last bite of mashed potatoes and gravy… easily his favourite dish… except that pussy was pretty damn good too.
The two twins, working in perfect synchronization like they often did, quickly cleaned up the table and did the dishes, even to the point of drying them and putting them away.
They were just putting the last dishes away, when their mother sang out, “Living room, you two.”
Leaving an immaculate kitchen behind, they headed to the living room, where the initial crime had taken place.
Since today was a day of surprises… it was time for another one… as both kids walked in to discover their mother dressed in a leather micro-mini-skirt, black stockings, boots, and a black leather corset that showcased her huge tits while leaving them bare.
“Holy shit!” Jeremy gasped, his hard cock flexing in his pants.
“You like?” Diane asked, having bought this outfit against the distant possibility of her encountering a submissive woman who was in need of a Mistress. Although she was more submissive than not, and most of her fantasies were about being dominated by a younger man or woman, on occasion she fantasized about dominating a woman herself, or even dominating some guy. The strap-on currently hiding in her room having never been used, had been bought with the intention of her fucking another woman, or perhaps even pegging a man.
“You look fucking nasty hot, Mom,” Christy said approvingly, having always loved her sexual encounters with dominant women. Christy could play either Mistress or submissive with the same natural ease.
“I don’t think I even know you,” Jeremy said, admiring every curve of his voluptuous mother.
“Get undressed, climb on the massage table and poke your cock through the hole, son,” Diane ordered, relishing the lustful look being directed at her from her son, and also from her daughter.
“Yes Ma’am,” Jeremy said eagerly, his dick dying for some motherly attention.
“I think he likes that idea,” Christy smiled.
“Don’t pretend your cunt isn’t dripping and your mouth watering at the idea of serving as my pet daughter plaything,” Diane said, shifting surprisingly naturally from submissive to dominant.
“I never denied any of that,” Christy said, “since it’s all true,” enthralled by yet another of her mother’s personality shifts.
“For the time being, you’ll both do exactly what I say,” Diane dictated, as her son got naked.
“Yes, Mom,” Jeremy agreed, now naked, his eight-inch cock pointing directly at his mother.
“It’s Mommy,” she corrected, considering the term ‘Mommy’ more erotic, nasty and taboo than Mom or mother.
“Yes, Mommy,” Jeremy corrected himself as he climbed onto the massage table… he realized for the first time ever.
“And why are you still dressed, slut?” Diane demanded of her daughter in a disparaging tone… the same tone she used to use to discipline her children… especially Christy.
“I’m sorry, Mommy,” Christy apologized with more sincerity than she ever had back when her mother was a constant bitch, and she quickly discarded her dress… leaving her wearing only thigh highs, as she hadn’t put any underwear back on after their earlier playtimes.
Jeremy was surprised at how cold the bed was, as he obediently slid his dick into the hole… curious what his mother had in store for him… or for all three of them.
“Where’s the pleasure cream?” Diane asked, wanting to put some more onto her pussy… and having a very wicked idea for what she’d make happen next, before she orchestrated watching her son fuck all three of her daughter’s holes.
“Right over there,” Christy said, pointing to a tube on the mantle above the fireplace.
“Bring it to me,” Diane ordered, snapping her fingers impatiently.
“Yes, Mommy,” Christy obeyed, her entire body tingling with excitement from her desire to mindlessly obey her Mommy.
Diane took the cream, poured some into her fingers, and rubbed the lotion all over and inside her daughter’s hairless pussy.
“Ooooh, Mommy,” Christy moaned, the liberal amount being used soon going to send her into sexual overdrive. “You’re turning me into a wanton, mindless slut, and I won’t have any control over myself at all!”
“That’s the plan,” Diane said, “Now turn around.”
“Yes, Mommy,” Christy once again obeyed happily, loving to use the word ‘Mommy,’ and realizing this was the most willingly she’d done what her mother told her, likely since she was a tween.
As the mother poured more lube on her fingers, she ironically said what her daughter had been thinking, “About time you just did what your mother fucking told you to.”
“Yes Mommy, I’ve been a very bad girl,” Christy said in a sexy voice that made Jeremy’s cock flex while he watched this strange, yet hot role reversal between his sister and mother.
Diane slid her lubed fingers inside her daughter’s tight ass, and Christy gasped-moaned, “Jeremy, our Mommy’s fingers are inside my asshole.”