Guilty As Charged

"What the hell does Bobby Jenkins have to do with this?" Mom asked.

Auntie turned to me. "In high school, there was this jock that your mom was so in love with, Bobby Jenkins. The thing is, he never said a word to your mother in the four years they were in school together." I looked at my mom: she was obviously fuming. Ophelia continued: "Then one day, out of the blue, Bobby Jenkins asked to come over to the house. Oh! Jennie was so excited! She came home, took a shower, did her make-up, changed dresses ten times. When he finally came, she opened the door and let him in and the first thing he asked said was: 'Gee Jennifer, is your sister home'. That's right: he wanted your mother to set him up with me. Ever since, your mom has been incredibly jealous of me and my boyfriends."

Mom was tapping her foot on the ground impatiently. "First of all Ophelia, I've never given two shits about you and Bobby Jenkins."

Auntie laughed. "Bullshit!"

"And second of all," Mom continued. "I hardly see what Bobby Jenkins has to do with this situation."

Again, Aunt Ophelia laughed. "Simple sis, you're a woman and Denny is a man and naturally you've fantasized about him." Mom was going to protest but Auntie wouldn't let her talk. As for me, I was totally blown away by what I was hearing. "And as long as Denny got his kicks someplace else, by someone else, you didn't care. But as soon as you learned Denny was coming to me for some fun, you got jealous." Mom was biting her lower lip. She didn't say a single but just looked back and forth at my Aunt and I. And, she her cheeks were flustered.

Auntie walked over to me, I cautiously followed her with my eyes. I realized I had been caught in the middle of something… something beyond my control. As my mother watched, Ophelia put an arm around me, forcibly turned my head toward her and proceeded to give me a big, juicy, open mouthed kiss. When she was through, she looked at Mom and said: "Jealous? I know you are."

Mom threw up hands and shook her head. "I can't believe this."

"Oh yea? Well what about this?" Auntie grabbed me by the back of my shirt and tried to pull me out of my chair. I did not resist and allowed myself to be led around the table. "Sit!" Auntie commanded and so I did, on the edge of the table. She pushed my arms to my sides. I looked at Mom, who was still fuming silently but was also watching us, never the less. Ophelia tugged at my belt, opening the buckle and ripped it from my jeans. She undid my button, unzipped my pants and hastily forced both jeans and underwear down below my balls. Moms jaw was barely hanging on her face but her eyes were fixed at my crotch. My aunt stood beside me, took my dick in her hand and flapped it. "I bet you're jealous now sis. " Ophelia said, mocking my mom.

Mom just stood there, her jaw re-hinged and lips pursed tightly together. She seemed to have mustered a second wave of collectiveness. "Look, you two are adults. There's nothing I can do. If you want to mess up your lives, then be my guest."

Ophelia turned to me. "Here that Denny? Your mom doesn't care what we do." She continued to fondle me. For the first time in a while I was able to speak: "Uh, what are you doing Auntie?".

She leaned in and whispered into my ear. "This whole thing is turning me on. Feel this." She took my hand and pushed it up her skirt. Her panties were as moist as I ever felt them before. My aunt was generally turned on by the erotic display in front of my mom. Ophelia unbuttoned her blouse and threw it to the ground. She reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra which loosened and my Aunt shook it off. "Don't worry," She said, looking at me and then turning to my mom. "It's not like she hasn't seen these before." She fondled her own tits and made exaggerated moaning sounds in an obvious attempt to rile my mother further. Then, she inserted her thumbs underneath the waist of her dress and pushed the skirt down on the floor. Ophelia pulled one leg out of the dress and with the other, kicked it across the room towards my mom. Still, mom remained steely-eyed and tightlipped. What I just couldn't figure out was why Mother just stood there. My aunt moved in front of me, grabbed my pants and pulled them down to my feet. Then she got down on her knees and took my flaccid cock in her hands.

"Aunt Ophelia…" I stammered.

She looked up at me. "Shhhhh… It's okay. You've liked it when I've done this before." She opened her mouth and laid my cock flat on her tongue. Quickly, Auntie took the whole thing in and furiously bobbed her head back and forth. I looked up at Mom: She was still there, but her face had relaxed just slightly but her eyes continued to flame. I seriously started to wonder if aunt was right and Mother was truly jealous of our relationship. Did she really want to fuck me? Would I fuck her? These questions swirled around in my head and spiraled into a growing erection. The voyeuristic nature of the situation, the taboo of fucking my aunt, the possibility of banging my mom… I was getting real horny. I grabbed the back of Ophelia's head and forced her closer to my crotch, my erection growing strong. Getting into it more, I let my pleasure be known by moaning and egging my aunt on: "Oh yea Auntie. Yea, that's good."

Auntie got up and turned to my mom. "See this? Isn't it beautiful?" She was holding my erection in her hand, my cock glistening with saliva. I thought I noticed a slight smile on Mother's face at the moment. Ophelia stood next to me, bent down and put both hands on the table. "Well? Aren't you going to fuck me Denny?"

I looked one last time at Mom and then positioned myself behind my Aunt. I ran my cock down Auntie's ass, and between her pussy lips. Then I used my hand to guide my length into her tight, wet cunt. After just a few thrusts, Ophelia erupted: "God that feels good Denny! Your cock is the best!". I turned around in time to see Mother walking out of the kitchen. I felt sort of bad, but then again, this whole situation was so sick and twisted to begin with, that I felt there was no turning back. Pulling my aunt back by her hips, I moved her so that her heavy tits hung straight down, pointing to the ground, allowing my cock to stroke deeper inside her pussy. I closed my eyes and proceeded to really pound away: My pelvis slapped loudly against her ass and with each thrust, Ophelia cried with pleasure.

I felt something beside me, a presence. Opening my eyes, I was startled to see Mother beside us. She uncrossed her folded arms and lay something down on Auntie's ass. "Here, take this… At least you two can have the good sense to be safe." I looked down at Mom's offering: it was several condoms. Not quite knowing what to do, I pulled out of my aunt and stood before Mom with a cock sticky from her sister's snatch.

"Hey, what they heck's going on?" Ophelia stood up and the condoms fell to the floor. She looked down at them and then up at my mother while cracking a smile. "Thanks."

"Well, we wouldn't want any babies with extra fingers or anything." Mom remarked. Her humor was surprising. I bent down an picked condom of the floor. I tried to rip the wrapper open, my hands were too slick with Auntie's juices. "Here, give it to me." Mom took the packet and had no problem pulling it open. Pulling the condom out, she held the prophylactic in the air but my arms were frozen in place. "Do I have to do everything for you?" she said, her brow furrowed. Mom took my cock by its base and put the condom on the head. Squeezing the tip of the rubber with one hand, she let go of my dick and rolled the condom down the length of my shaft.

"Uh, thanks." I muttered.

"No problem." Mom replied. She gave my ass a smack and looked toward her sister. Ophelia turned around, and resumed the position, bent over the table.

My cock slid back into Auntie with ease and once again I grabbed her by the hips and resumed fucking. But this time, I didn't close my eyes: instead, I watched Mother watching us. She looked at Ophelia, then at me, then at the glimpses of dick sliding in and out of my aunt. Mom no longer looked disgusted and her expression was one of great interest and I detected a little satisfaction in her face.

Having my mom right there with us, right there as I fucked her sister was turning me on in the best way possible. "Holy shit!" I yelled.

"No, don't cum yet Denny." Auntie yelled back. "I'm almost there, just hold on for a little bit longer…" Ophelia started to rock back and forth, jamming my dick in her pussy. She started to moan louder and louder and soon, was breathing heavily. Auntie gripped the table so hard, it started to slide back and forth on the kitchen floor. I felt her cunt contract and I let myself go. It was so great to cum in unison and we fed off each other's pleasure, bucking back and forth and creating a racket I'm sure my parents' neighbors could here.

When we both were physically drained, and our muscles couldn't work anymore, we separated, my limping cock falling out of my Aunt's tired cunt. I was covered in sweat from head to toe and my feet literally slipped on the linoleum floor.

"My, my. That was quite impressive." Mom was pacing back and forth between my Aunt and I. She looked at me, and then bent her head a little to look at Ophelia's snatch. "Didn't know you could still take it sis."

"Well," Auntie gasped, sitting on the edge of the table. "these young guys tire you out."

"Indeed…" Mother rubbed her chin between her thumb and forefinger, as if she was thinking hard about something. "I can't say I totally disapprove of this anymore. I mean, just because a woman gets older, doesn't mean she can't enjoy sex like she used to."

Ophelia followed her sister as she circled around me. "Jennie, what do you have in that little mind?" I wondered the same thing.

"Oh, I mean, I can't say I'm jealous exactly. Just…"

"Just what sis?" Auntie asked.

Mom walked over to her sister slowly. She brought her hand down from her chin and grazed Ophelia's chest with her finger. "Just curious, that's all." Mother then cupped Auntie's breast in her palm and ran her thumb over my aunt's nipple. Ophelia grabbed Mom's outstretched arm and pulled her in closer. Then she reached under Mother's shirt and I could clearly see her hands busily playing with my mom's breasts.

Okay, so up to this point things had been strange but seeing these two women groping one another added a new dimension the situation.

Ophelia removed her hands and tugged up on her sister's shirt. Mom crossed her arms and pulled the shirt off completely, revealing a simple, black bra. Her breasts weren't as big as Ophelia's, maybe a cup size smaller but still, her chest was ample and bulged out of the material.

Auntie made twirled the air with her finger. "Turn around Jennie."

Mom turned around so that her back was to my aunt and I. Ophelia fumbled with the clasp of my mom's bra but finally unhooked it. Slowly, Mother slid the straps off her shoulders and dangled the bra in the air before letting it fall to the ground. Mom folded her arms and when she turned back around, her tits were cupped in her hands. For the first time, my mother had a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Oh, don't be shy sis. " My aunt said. "You've come this far."

Mom looked at me and blushed. Then she slowly removed her hands and her breasts sagged slightly to the ground. Again, her tits weren't as big as Ophelia's and weren't as round either. But they still looked lovely: I took extra notice of her nipples which were rather large and the dark and the brown aureoles that surrounded them.

"Very nice…" Auntie purred. "They've grown since we were teenagers." Ophelia reached out, pulled Mother toward her and then gripped her sister around the waist with her legs. Mom stumbled into Ophelia's embrace and my aunt forced her lips on Mother's mouth. At first, Mom was reluctant, struggling to push away from Ophelia. But Auntie had her in a tight hold and I could see her tongue parting Mom's lips at which time Mother seemed to relax and go with it.

The sight of two women stirred my cock; the sight of two sister's making out made it grow; the sight of my mother and my aunt going at it brought me to full erection. I started to stroke my dick to keep it hard, not wanting to get involved but also realizing that, if I was lucky, my services would be needed again.

Ophelia was trying to force a hand down the back of her sister's pants but the waist was too tight. I heard a popping sound and the pants loosened, eventually falling to the floor. Auntie got her hand beneath Mom's panties and gripped Mother's ass. Mom had some stretch marks on her thighs and rear, but her ass was quite huge and stuck out behind her. Auntie put both feet on the floor and switched positions with Mom. She pulled down Mother's panties and then helped her on to the table. Holding her sister's legs up, my aunt first pulled her sister's pants off and then her underwear. Mother's crotch was covered with dark, wild hair; I could barely see the pale pink of her vagina.

Mom moved back, lay down on her back and rested her feet on the edge of the table. Auntie stood between her legs and lightly stroked her sister's neck, breasts and stomach. Then she licked a couple fingers and ran then over the surface of Mother's cunt.

"Denny, get over here." Auntie said to me. I moved next to the two women. "Why don't you play with your mom's tits? I think she would like that."

I reached out but hesitated before coming into contact with Mother's skin. I wasn't expecting a shock or anything like that, but felt this was my last chance to back away and save myself from doing something stupid. But Mom put her hand on mine and pushed my palm around her breast. "It's okay honey. I want this." She told me. Her skin was soft but her chest was still firm. When I became more comfortable, I reached and took her both of her tits in my hands. I squeezed and fondled them, pinched her nipple and rubbed them in a circular motion. Then I bent down and took them into my mouth. Mom started to moan and I thought it was because of me but when I turned my head, I saw that my aunt had knelt down and was eating her sister out. I let go of Mother's breasts, put one leg on the table and strained to kiss her on the mouth.

After a while I felt my aunt's hand on my back. " I think she's ready, feel this." I moved off the table and stood next to Ophelia. She took my hand and placed in on her sister's snatch. Mom was indeed ready: her pussy was practically dripping with moisture and I could easily slide two fingers into her.

"Okay, this is it. Are you ready?" I asked my mom. She smiled, nodded and pushed her self closer to me, so that her ass was hanging off of the table. I rubbed my cock along Mother's slit, lubricating it with her own juices.

"Ah… Aren't you guys forgetting something?" My Aunt was standing and holding a condom in her hand. She ripped it open and gave it to me. After I put it on, I positioned my cock at the entrance of my own mother's cunt and eased the head in. As we began to fuck, Mother and I stared intensely into each other's eyes, not once breaking the gaze.

To fuck my own mother was the ultimate taboo. I can't think of any other boundaries to cross after a son enters his mom in this way. At that moment in the kitchen, I was experiencing something wonderful: it was irrelevant whether the actual physical pleasure was good or not because it was the emotional and psychological delight that I felt that made it all worth while. I was fucking Mom up to my balls and loving every minute of it. The way her face contorted with pleasure, the way her breasts moved, seeing my cock sliding in and out of her cunt heightened the experience.

Mom blushed all over her body and her skin turned a dark red. She was taking deeper and deeper breaths and her nostrils began to flare. I grabbed her hands and Mother clamped down on my fingers with a talon like grip. Realizing she was on the verge of orgasm, I made each and every thrust of my hips count. The table rocked back and forth on it's legs and Auntie had to sit down on the surface to prevent them from breaking off. Suddenly, Mom's eyes grew wide and bulged out of her head. Her lips were puckered, her cheeks blew in and out and she tightened her legs around my waist.

Ophelia put a hand on Mom's shoulder. "That's it Jennie. Just let yourself go. Feel his cock in you. Your son's cock…"

Mom's orgasm hit full force; she shook her head from side to side and yelled: "Jesus Christ Denny! Fuck me! Pound the shit out of me!"

I gritted my jaw and put my hips into full swing. Although the condom had dulled the sensation of Mother's moist cunt, the deep strokes were more than enough stimulation to get me off. While Mom was finishing her orgasm, her body had relaxed a bit, mine was just beginning. My cock swelled and then let loose a torrent a cum into the reservoir of the condom. I scrunched my butt cheeks together and continued to fuck Mother. The feeling was so good, it was almost too intense.

"Look at him Jennie!" Auntie gasped. "Look at your son coming inside you!" Mom looked at me with a smile on her face. She didn't say anything but her eyes told me she was extremely satisfied that I was getting off because of her.

When I was finished, when I couldn't fuck anymore and my cock began to go flaccid, I pulled out and immediately collapsed on top of Mom. My skin was overly sensitive because of the orgasm and Mother's skin felt soft and warm. While I rubbed against her, our lips met and our tongues danced. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Ophelia was putting her shirt on. "Where ya going?" I asked.

"Phew… I think I need a cigarette." She found her handbag and removed two cigarettes. She held them up and nodded her head toward the door. "You want to join me?" I nodded, got off Mother and took a cigarette from her hand.

"Wait!" Mom said. Auntie and I both turned around. "Denny, you smoke? I think I'm learning a bit too much about you today."