Step-Son, My Daughter, and Me

I came in the back door, bringing some shopping in, dumped the bags on the table. I knew my daughter was home, her car was parked in the street. We live in a bungalow, not overly large, just a four bedroom home that started out as a two bedroom, and previous owners added extra rooms, bathroom, family lounge.

One room, right at the end of the house was my daughter's, next to hers was my stepson's, my third husband and I had the main bedroom next to the front, formal lounge with the connected galley kitchen and family lounge, between them. The house was quiet, but then I heard a moan. I knew it wasn't a ghost, because it was followed by a grunt, a male grunt and some rhythmic thumping. Seems Sandy was getting laid and she'd left her bedroom door open.

I knew she wasn't a virgin, hadn't been since my second husband, her father, had fucked her years ago, the bastard. He should be in jail for that- but that's just my anger again, anger at letting my little girl down. Anyway... She must have been enjoying herself, as her moans were getting louder, so I thought I might quietly sneak out the door again and wait a little while, give them some privacy. Go and sit in the car, read something on my cell, it was not a nice day.

I just turned and started to make my way to the door when I heard, "Cum, Ben! Cum in me!!" Ben? Ben? Her step-bro, Ben? Fuck me! Yeah, my heart pounded and I felt a surge of adrenaline shoot through me. Shock? Surprise? What the fuck? Ben, my step-son? Sure, he's a good looking guy, but so is my favorite current husband. Then something else shot through me, a wave of fucking jealousy. He was fucking her and not me!

Where the hell did that come from? All I knew was my nipples got hard at the thought and my pussy was dampening my panties. Fuck it! I'm a 40 year old mother, not some horny adolescent. I got an excellent dick to ride any time I want, not some sex starved kid. Fuck me! What is wrong with me? I slid out the door and went to sit in the car.

I pulled my cell phone out and opened the book I was reading on Lithium, a great little app. Sounded like they were down to the short strokes so I'd give them ten minutes, no, fifteen, just to be sure. Sitting in the car, I felt really hot, well, the bit between my legs was feeling hot. I didn't realize it but as I was reading with one hand, the other started touching me.

My skirt had slid up a little and I could feel the dampness of my panties. I dropped the cell on the passenger seat and lifted my ass to pull my panties down. I leaned back a little and began to masturbate, furiously. My fingers flicked my bud, sometimes plunging into my vulva. A little awkward, but still quite doable as I leaned back into the car seat.

I got closer and closer and my breath was shorter and shorter, gasping and moaning as I felt the early signals of an orgasm creeping over me. Then it hit, far more quickly than it normally does. Just at that moment, I had the image of Ben, with his dick inside Sandy and it was so erotic that I couldn't control it any longer. I came, hard, pouring my juices onto the seat under my pussy. Fuck! What a mess, I thought, a little disgusted with myself, my lack of control. What the hell brought this on?

I know. The very thought of fucking Ben, that's what brought this on. And it wasn't enough! I wanted a dick, long and hard in me! I wanted Ben's dick in me! Oh fuck! No, not happening. I cupped my pussy and gently caressed it as it leaked juices between my fingers. Yes, it would be nice fucking Ben, but I can't.

I got some traveler's tissues out of the console and wiped my pussy, folding my panties as small as I could. Getting out, I wiped the seat knowing that as this was my car, no-one else would be driving it. Still, I left the driver's window down a bit, give it a chance to air a little. Looking at the clock, they had about twenty minutes so should be all over by now.

I went back inside, calling to them, letting them know I was home. My heart was thumping, my head was in turmoil, I had no idea how I was going to react to them. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as Sandy answered. Seconds later, I heard the shower start, and Ben appeared.

"Good timing," he said, looking at the grocery bags, "Just got in from the gym. Sandy's having a shower, then my turn. Need a hand?"

I shook my head, continued putting groceries away and resisted the impulse to ask him how his horizontal exercises went. I started making a little dinner for us, and when Jack got in, I let him know he was going to get lucky tonight.

In bed, I had Jack's dick in my mouth as hard a a rock, cupping his balls with my hand. I bobbed up and down on it, feeling it slide over my lips, and press the back of my throat. I kept this up for a while, but Jack broke it and told me if I didn't stop now, I was going to get a mouthful. I did as I wanted it in my pussy. I lifted off and puffed air over his cock, cooling it, but not too much.

Jack laughed, then reciprocated by eating my pussy. I love it when he is licking me and he's always willing to make me cum with his tongue and fingers. It did take a while, and a bit of fantasizing by me but cum I did, hard. Again at the moment my orgasm started, I had this image of Ben fucking Sandy, with me playing with his balls as it was happening. I felt Ben's mouth pleasuring me! What the fuck? Here I am, fucking my husband and daydreaming about his son? Having an orgasm with that image in my head?

A minute later, Jack was on top of me, his cock inside me, pumping me for all I was worth. I was loving the feel of his body covering me, his cock invading my body, thrusting into me. I felt his pubes and pelvis tickling and compressing my clit as I kept pulling him into me and thrusting my pussy up to meet his dick. He was pounding into me, and I wanted more! My head was screaming 'Ben' as Jack's cock slid back and forth in me!

I grabbed him, told him to roll over, without him falling out. We made it and I began to ride his dick with real pleasure. I was pounding his dick into me, squeezing my clit on his pelvis even harder. Up and down I bounced feeling the pleasure of his cock in me. After a time, I cried "Doggy!" I got off him and quickly assumed the position.

I didn't have to wait long as I felt his dick probing my pussy again. It engaged and slid into me, filling me up as only he can. I had my face buried in a pillow with my ass in the air, exposed to all the abuse his cock could give me. I know he doesn't last long in doggy, but that's okay, I was close myself and I had slid my hand down to play with my pussy. "Cum!" I cried, "Cum in me, Ben!" Fuck! I let it slip, but he didn't miss a beat! I nearly lost my cum on that too! Concentrate bitch! I screamed in my head.

Then it hit me! I squealed my orgasm, feeling it spread through me and Jack's cock pulsed and shot a stream of fluid into me. He cock was so slippery, so wet now, there as so little friction but that didn't matter, I was cumming on his dick! I loved it!

The next minutes were hazy, the sweep of my cum and being filled with Jack's cock juice was enough to drive me into that nowhere-land of satiation. When I came back I was lying on my back, Jack on his side, arm under my head, him kissing my cheek and his other hand cupping my breast. It felt fucking good.

"So," Jack said, "You want to tell me what got you so worked up?"

"Worked up? I asked innocently.

""Yep, like you always are when something happens through the day and you get so pent up about it we fuck like demons!"

"Nothing," I lied.

"No," he said, gently, "Don't bullshit me." He paused then said, "Especially when you scream 'Cum in me, Ben!" Fuck! He heard! "You and Ben..." He let it hang.

"What? Fucking?" I asked, "No! Not at all."

"Can't say I would blame you, he's a really good looking guy. So? What then?" What? He wouldn't mind me fucking Ben?

Confused, I said, "No we're not fucking, but he is fucking Sandy!" There, I said it. "That's incest and I don't know what to do or how to do it!"

Jack said nothing for a moment or three then said, "Oh."

"Is that all you're going to say?" I was surprised, "What the fuck are we gonna do?"

Jack snuggled into me, kissed me and said, "Sandy's a big girl now, and she takes after you, beautiful and hot!"

"Be careful there," I said, as an image of her fucking her father sprung into mind.

"I know, I know, but the point is, she can make up her own mind."

"But it's incest," I protested.

"Only because we're married." Jack replied, "If we weren't married, just living together, no-one would say a thing. They're both over eighteen and able to make their own choices. She's on birth control so that's not an issue. He's giving her what she wants and getting what he wants. Not our problem."

"Yeah, I get the legal fiction here, but it is the law."

"Only if they get caught." Jack said, "Anyway that's for discussion tomorrow." He snuggled in a little more then kissed me.

I lay there as his soft breathing became a constant, smooth sign of sleep. As I lay there, I had the same ideas echoing around my brain, 'What am I going to do?' Then a little guilty thought, 'If you gonna fuck my daughter, ya gotta fuck me!'

What the fuck am I gonna do?

Part 2

The rest of the week went- well it went. Sandy and I were- tense and I barely spoke to Ben at all. It was not a good week. Basically, what had happened and how I felt about it was not putting me in a good place. It was quite contradictory.

I wanted that 19 year old dick in me, but it was just wrong. I thought by ignoring it, the feeling would go away. However, the green eyed monster in me would rear its ugly head too often for Sandy to be comfortable around me. Jack tried to keep me calm, most of the time, by telling me to butt out, but that wasn't helping, really. Something had to give.

Then I saw the old line about there being two wolves in us and depending on how we feed them, and so on. I knew which one I wanted fed and I knew what I wanted it fed with. The weekend passed, not entirely without incident, but the house is set up in such a way as to allow the adult offspring space to have little interaction with the parents. My frustration at not getting it from Ben was offset by getting it from his father.

I work part-time and Monday was my day off. Sandy's a freshmen at the local college, graphic arts and Ben studies mechanical engineering. Ben's Mondays are mostly free, an early lecture and unless there is a project going, he's often working at home. Ben got back about 11:30 while I was finishing the housework I normally did.

Just walking into the kitchen was enough. I saw him and my nipples grew hard. Fuck it! I thought. "Ben! Good, we need to talk."

He was curious, "Oh, about what, Dee?"

"Something came up last week and I want to talk about it." I started, "Sit." I invited him to sit at the breakfast bar as I made coffee. I stayed silent while the coffee brewed and when ready, poured it, handed Ben a large mug and took one for myself. I glanced at the clock and hoped I could time this right.

There wasn't, for me an easy way to start this conversation so I went in, boots and all.

"I know you and Sandy are fucking." Ben just about dropped his mug. "Don't deny it, I know because you were indiscreet. I came home Wednesday and you were at it in her room. She hadn't closed the door."

"I-I-I-," Ben stammered.

"Don't apologize either. Not going to make it any better." I paused to let it sink in and the shock to pass. "We've been living together for two years now, so how long has this been going on?"

Ben had this red light on his face, shame, embarrassment, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. He took a breath, started, then stopped, again and again. "Oh for fuck's sake, Ben! Just say it!"

"The night of her graduation." He blurted. Okay, about six months ago. Good, well, not good but at least he got it out. Then the plug was pulled and it all came out. Really surprised me.

Seems Sandy had jumped into bed with Ben that night and she was naked when she came into his room. She wasn't going to be denied, well, yeah, I can relate to that. Then the rest of it came out. Sandy's friend, Paula joined them in a threesome three times so far and Ben loved watching them eat each other. That put me back on my ass, I can tell you. Sandy was into girls too? Then Ben told me that Paula had eaten Sandy's cream pie while Sandy was cleaning his dick! That didn't register for a moment or two, then it hit me, he had cum in Sandy and Paula cleaned her up? Sandy sucking a wet dick? Fuck me!

Unbelievable! Ben must have sensed my surprise, as he then said, with something of a smirk, "Sandy did it to Paula too. Said it was really yummy!"

Then it all hit me! Not only were my nipples hard, my pussy was as wet as it ever got. Without thinking, just feeling so fucking horny, I said, "You want to fuck my daughter, you gotta fuck me too!"

Now it was Ben's turn to be surprised. I turned and walked down to his bedroom, stepping out of my skirt before I left the kitchen, kept undressing on the way. By the time I got to the door, I was only wearing my damp panties. I turned and he was standing three-four paces behind me, his jaw dragging on the ground. I got nice tits, not much sag, big areola and nipples that really stand up.

"Come on, I want to look at this cock I heard so much about! Then I want it in me, both ends!" I dropped my panties, right there in the doorway, bending over, straight legs, giving him a clear view of my ass and sopping pussy. I knew he would see my swollen clit, my glistening lips, and I felt like a real slut. Well, okay, I was being a real slut.

I looked over my shoulder and said in what I thought was my sexy voice, "Touch me!" He didn't move, "Touch me!" I said again.

He shook his head and said, "No- this- this-"

"I told you, you fuck my daughter, you fuck me!" I demanded, "Now go on, touch my pussy!"

He stepped forward and I could see the bulge in his pants outlining a huge hard on. Where was he keeping that? He's gotta be bigger than his dad. I really wanted that in me, more than ever! He reached out, somewhat tentatively, touching my ass, softly, then eased his fingers over my ass crack and down onto my labia.

A shudder went through me, but I really wasn't sure of it was lust or disgust, but at this point I really didn't care. I straightened up, stepped into Ben's bedroom and went to lay on the unmade bed. Didn't matter, his room. I beckoned him over telling him to undress, and be quick about it.

He did and I got to see his dick, fully erect and it was big enough, that's for sure. Close to 7 inches, I thought, which may not be overly large but I am happy with his dad's 6.5 inch tool. "Come on, I want that in my mouth, now."

I pulled his hand as he got closer, then rolled off the bed, onto my knees. Thick carpet with a rug over it is a blessing on these old knees. I took it in hand, hard and at about a 45 degree angle. It was thick, like Jack, a little longer, but not that much. I kissed his shaft, licked it, running my tongue up it's length over that large purple head. I lapped at the inverted V of his helmet and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure.

Looking up at him, I closed my lips and allowed his dick to push them open as I took his cock into my mouth. Oh, it was filling me nicely, tasted fresh, and long as I slid down its length, feeling his knob pushing at the back of my throat. I sucked my cheeks in, slid back up his shaft and let them caress the rim of his knob. Repeating the motion over and over was giving me a sense of complete control, a lot of pleasure as I was making his day. I had him exactly where I wanted him, naked, dick in my mouth, and soon enough, I was going to find out how well he licked my pussy.

His moans and movements suggested I better stop sucking him, so I lifted off him and stood up. "Your turn. Eat my pussy!" I know, not subtle and demanding, but that was what I wanted. I stood, backed up to the bed, sat and lay back, shuffled forward until my ass was on the edge of the bed. "Come on, big boy, eat me!"

Ben was struggling to keep up, I thought, but he stepped forward and got to his knees. I felt his warm breath over my cunt, making my pubic hair seem to stand up. I felt his lips caress my clit, and tongue swipe it, then slide down along my swollen labia. Fuck, I must have been dripping it slid so easily. Ben lapped at my lips, plunged his tongue into my fuck hole, then slithered upwards to suck on my clit.

He was good, I tell you. Not as good at it as Jack, but still, for a 19 year old, someone had really helped him learn. "You gunna cum for me?" He said, lifting off me. What? Was he wanting to take control of this? "You wanna cum?"

"Yes and you're gonna make me cum, then you get to fuck me!" I replied, "Make me cum! Don't make me cum, and no fuck!" Ben lapped at my labia, then began to suck on my clit, lapped then sucked, I was feeling waves of pleasure building in my pussy, in the pit of my stomach, then I realized something. He was using the exact same technique, the same pattern, for licking my pussy as Jack does!

Okay, that didn't mean anything right then, as my other husbands used similar techniques, but this matched. That's never happened before. I didn't think about it at all at that moment, just reveling at how he could read my body and pleasure me like he was. "Oh yes, yes! Keep that up!" I cried as he wrapped his tongue around my clit while sucking it, giving me a lot of pleasure.

The waves began to get closer together, then build like a huge wave then more and my clit responded to his tongue and his sucking. I felt it building and getting higher, more intense, then it peaked, subsided then peaked again as he prodded my clit, sucked then lapped it in a sequence that only one man had ever used on me before. I was ready for it and as the peak came again, it crested and washed over me as the dam broke.

Pleasure swept out from my pussy, coursing through every part of me. Wave after wave washed through my body, firing off nerve endings, seizing muscles and making me hold my breath! Time seemed to stand still as orgasmic pleasure blazed brightly in my head and body.

I felt Ben still lapping and sucking my clit as I came down from my cum. I took a breath then said, "Good, now you can fuck me!"

I wriggled backwards on the bed, turning to be lying diagonally. "Come on big boy, your tongue was really nice, what can you do with your dick?" I reached for him and he came willingly. I spread my legs, let him get between them then lower himself onto me. Like his dad, his dick filled my pussy just right. It slid along my pussy tunnel just nicely in a rhythmic thrusting movement that pushed my ass into the bed and allowed the mattress to bounce me back up to meet his next thrust.

It felt really good, having a different cock inside me but I don't understand why. I reveled in the fullness of it, not much bigger than his dad's but different, different taste, different smells. Not a lot different but enough to make it noticeable. I just enjoyed having it in me, his weight pressing on me, my legs wrapped around his hips pulling him in and pushing him out in that ageless dance of fucking!

I caught a not unexpected movement out the corner of my eye, oh, good. It wasn't going to be Jack, it had to be Sandy. Now let's see what she does. So far she hadn't moved, hadn't made a sound, but that wasn't going to last.

Ben started thrusting harder, his moans becoming louder and more frequent, his breathing a little more ragged, "Oh yes!" I cried, "Cum, Ben! Cum in me!" I didn't think I would be fucking Jack tonight so he wouldn't notice I'd might be a little more lubricated than normal, or if he was eating my pussy, a bit more salty than usual.