Chapter 7
There was a soft aura of light in the room, and Rob gradually became aware of it as first one eye and then the other opened. Rob let his head turn from side to side as he became more awake and he started to explore his surroundings. He was in his parents' bedroom and through the filmy curtains that were drawn across the windows he could see that dawn was breaking. He turned again and became aware of his mother lying across from him, her hands still clinging to her breasts, a shiny patina of slithery liquid congealed across her breasts and torso. Rob blinked hard and the memories flooded back across his mind.
Rob smiled to himself as he remembered the night before, his father and sister leaving and how at last, he and his mother had had the house all to themselves. It had all started with their bath together and then it had degenerated into a seemingly endless orgy as he remembered ploughing his cock deep into his mother, plumbing the depths of her body as he explored every crevice that was available.
Rob turned towards his mother and let his hand fall on her midsection. She stirred slightly and smiled, still asleep. Rob's hand drifted lower, probing through the clump of tangled hair between her legs, searching out her slit and running his finger up and down its length. He could feel the moisture and his own congealed sperm at its opening and he didn't probe deeply. Angela smiled and murmured slightly, still asleep, as he traced her cunt from bottom to top, touching lightly the little knob of pink flesh that crowned her cunt.
He let his hand slip up her torso, tracing the slight swelling of her belly, and lingering over the indentation of her navel. Angela stirred slightly, turning toward her son, but still asleep. Rob looked at his mother's body, still firm, yet well-fleshed enough to make it interesting. Angela's hands fell away from her breasts, exposing them to her son, and Rob took up the invitation, gripping one of her ample tits in his hand and squeezing, watching the liquid flesh below the skin move and flow under his touch. He flicked one of his fingers across the dark brown nipple that crowned her tit and watched it fill with blood and grow firm and red.
Angela turned toward her son, a broad smile crossing her face as she shifted to move her boobs closer to his hands. Her eyes were still tightly closed, and her hair was scattered across the bed behind her. Rob let his eyes roam around the room as he fondled his mother's tits. Over on the night table he could see the still-open jar of cream with which Angela had greased her asshole the night before so that his stiff cock could slide into it more easily. She had said she used it for her dildo, and Rob remembered that she had promised to show it to him because he had never seen one.
Rob rolled over and slid to the floor. He was certain that the dildo was in the drawer with the cream and wondered if his mother actually dared to use it in his father's presence. He moved around the bed toward the night table, slowly to avoid losing his balance. He was still tired from the night before and he smiled to himself as he thought of how hungry for cock his mother was. Rob slid the drawer open slowly and in its center he found a heavy cardboard tube about ten inches long. He took the tube in his hand and hefted it, remarking that it was pretty heavy. He noticed a cap at one end of the tube and he gripped it tightly, twisting the cap, and feeling it give under the pressure he applied.
The cap popped off quickly and Rob tilted the tube forward, cupping his hand over its mouth and feeling a heavy, sticky object fall against his hand as the tube tilted forward. He let his hand slip down and watched as a large black object, heavy and obviously made of rubber, slipped out of the tube and into his palm. It was a perfectly shaped cock, almost exactly the size of his own.
Rob felt a thrill through his body as he looked at the rubber cock, perpetually stiff, in his hand. He lowered it to his own stiff cock and compared them and saw that they were almost the same size. In fact both were far larger, and thicker, than his father's cock. So this is what Mother craves, Rob smiled to himself. He wrapped his hands around the rubber tool and ran his hand up and down, as though he were jerking it off. It did feel sticky, which was why Mother needed that delicately scented cream for it, he thought to himself.
The rubber cock was perfectly sculpted, even down to the thick ridge representing the tube that ran along the underside of the cock. Rob closed his eyes for a moment and tried to imagine his mother lying on the bed, her legs spread wide, jamming this stiff rubber object, frothy with cream, into the crevice between her legs. He tried to imagine the look on his father's face and wondered what his father would think of his mother jamming herself to orgasm after orgasm with this tool. Hell, Rob thought to himself, what would his father think if he walked in to the room now and saw his stiff-cocked son standing there looking over his naked, sleeping mother, planning to jam his own prick deep into her body?
Rob approached the bed and knelt on its edge, behind his mother. He felt the mattress creak under his weight as he leaned forward and caressed her, brushing the hair from her eyes, and cupping her tits in his hands. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and was rewarded with a smile. Rob kissed her nose and felt its warmth between her lips. His mother was still asleep, but her lips puckered up and now he moved his own lips down on top of them and felt them receive him and part so he could probe her tongue with his.
"Angela," he whispered. "Wake up, Angela."
"Mmmmmmm."
"Time to get your morning dose of cock," he whispered.
"I don't have to wake up for that," she murmured. "Fuck me awake, Robbie."
She turned now to lie flat on her back, her eyes still closed and her chest still heaving rhythmically as she slept on. Her legs opened and spread wide, like scissors, and Rob could see the lips of her crevice pull apart slightly. He set the rubber dildo down on a pillow and quickly moved to take up a position between his mother's legs. The bed rocked as he moved, and he steadied himself by planting his hands on his mother's soft thighs that radiated from the bush of hair shielding her gash. Rob poked his index finger into her cunt and could feel the tightness as the lips pressed together on his finger. His mother would need some loosening up, and he bent his head down, bringing his lips to rest near the top of the furry patch between her legs, right on top of the glistening knob of pink flesh that was her clit. He parted his lips slightly as the musky odor of come-laden cunt overwhelmed him, licked his lips and applied them to the clit, gripping it between his soft lips.
Angela moaned slightly and shifted her ass as he made contact. He clamped his lips firmly around the small projection of meat and felt it fill with blood and grow firm as he grasped it. He rolled his lips back and forth, feeling the little clit jump around and try to get out of his grasp. Angela's moans grew louder and now her hands dug into the bed as she writhed. Rob released the clit from between his lips and let his wet tongue play over it. Angela's mouth fell open and her head rolled from right to left as she gasped for air. Rob reached up with one hand and spread it across her breasts, feeling their satiny smoothness and the firm, almost pointy texture of her aroused nipples. He gripped her breasts tightly and pulled them hard, digging into their soft flesh and feeling her squirm under his touch.
While gripping her breasts and manipulating them, Rob also poked his tongue into her crevice and felt the warmth of that cavity embrace his tongue as another shiver raced through Angela's body. Rob used his other hand to spread the cheeks of his mother's ass wide apart so that the muscles that ringed her deliciously tight asshole would be spread to their limit, and when he succeeded in that he leaned his index finger against the aperture and felt it slip easily into her rear door.
Angela's body shook at this latest incursion and now the moan that escaped her lips barely made it out before another convulsion shook her body. There was no doubt about it, Angela was awake now, and her body was racing at full tilt. Rob bared his teeth and sank them into the soft mound of reddish-pink flesh that stood up around her cunt and scraped his teeth across it, letting them move over her clit and down along the six-inch length of her twat. He gripped his teeth tightly at the center of her twat and let them sink into her flesh. Angela screamed and Rob held on, digging the fingers of one hand into her tits and shoving the fingers of his other hand hard up her ass. Angela's body rose and fell with each wave of pleasure that raced through her body. The bed rocked up and down, and Rob could feel the pussy juice drip from her cunt into his mouth as he continued his assault on her body, pushing her over the edge of pleasure and into the world of pleasurable pain.
Rob held on tightly and tried to hold his mother's bucking body down, but she was so deep into her orgasm that he had to straighten up and loosen his grip on her. He sat back on his haunches, his hands resting on his knees as he watched his mother writhe on the bed, totally wrapped up in her own orgasm, unknowing, and unaware that her son was perched on the bed watching her. Angela rolled back and forth. One of her hands had moved up to her chest and she was fingering her nipples as she moved spasmodically on the bed. Her other hand was spread wide and firmly planted across her furry patch, her thumb on her clit and one finger buried inside her snatch, making sloshing sounds as she wiggled it back and forth in that reservoir of pleasure.
Rob moved off the bed for a moment, towards the night table, and scooped up two fingers of his mother's cream. He seized the rubber dildo from the pillow and worked the cream into it. He wanted to watch his mother fuck herself, and his balls ached at the thought of his mother attacking herself with this black rubber cock. He pulled his mother's hand from her snatch and pressed the rubber cock between her spread lips, watching as it slipped deep into her and as a whoosh of air escaped through her mouth as she felt the tool splitting her insides apart.
He released the dildo and sat back again, watching as his mother grabbed it with the hand with which she had been masturbating. She gripped it tightly in her hand, squeezing it so hard that Rob could see her knuckles turn white as the blood was squeezed out of them. Then she started pulling the dildo out and plunging it in again, smoothly and slowly, starting to speed the rhythm up as her body jerked in time with her plunging. Her other hand continued to claw at her breasts, her fingernails raking across her skin, and leaving scratches and welts. Angela writhed, her body struggling against the bed, rocking it wildly as she continued to plunge the dildo into her crevice. Each time she pulled it almost entirely out, and then quickly and fiercely slammed it in, gasping for air as the dildo slammed into her.
Rob rocked back and forth on the bed, which was beginning to sway as Angela continued to assault herself. Rob also found himself getting very turned on as he watched his mother satisfy her deepest needs with the thick black rubber dildo instead of with his cock. His prick was fully grown now and he felt the blood coursing through it, making it feel heavy and full and ready for action. He took his dick in his hand and started pumping his hand up and down its proud length, feeling the waves of pleasure spread through his body as the sensitive nerve endings of his cock rubbed against his hand.
Angela opened her eyes and watched as her son, perched between her widespread legs, jerked himself off, watching her plunge the dildo into her snatch. She paused for a moment and sat up, the dildo sticking out of her gash, looking for all the world as if she had a cock of her very own. She reached for a pillow and lay back down again, her stomach resting on the pillow, holding her ass up in the air, its tight little asshole laid bare to Rob. The stump of the dildo still protruded from her cunt.
"Give me your meat," she breathed hoarsely to Rob. "Shove your dick up my ass, Robbie, fill me with your beautiful meat."
Rob didn't need a second invitation. He moved forward quickly and gracefully, aiming his cock at his mother's rear entry, leaning it gently against the tight muscles that tried so hard to keep him out. He let more of his weight fall forward and he felt the asshole muscles give slightly, and then gently part and accept his aching, swollen cockhead. He drew a deep breath and allowed more of his weight to fall forward, and he felt his long shaft begin to slide into the tight, silky smooth asshole that he found so alluring. Angela's body rocked back and forth as she felt her body almost short-circuit with pleasure. She bucked her well-rounded ass up, trying to shove her hole closer and closer to Rob, to swallow more and more of his prick. Rob pushed his hands under his mother's chest, between her and the bed and felt her breasts slip into the palms of his hands-they felt large and smooth, and his hands crushed between her tits and the bed felt good.
Their bodies were locked together now and they moved back and forth together, Rob's cock slipping part of the way out of his mother's asshole, and then slamming down again, plunging into her just as she arched her back, raising her ass to meet each of his thrusts. The Shockwaves of pleasure raced through both of their bodies simultaneously. Rob felt his mother's hands slide under her pelvis, past the pillow that supported her ass, and he felt her grip the stump of the dildo which was still jammed into her slit. He felt the pressure on it as her hands grabbed it and started pulling it out and plunging it in. He even felt the dildo rub against his cock, as the dildo plunging in and out pressed against the thin layer of tissue that separated cunt from ass. It was almost like shoving his prick into two cunts at once, Rob thought as he continued to ride his mother.
Rob grunted heavily as he felt his cock being massaged both by the asshole muscles and by the motion of the dildo. He was grunting right into his mother's ear, his mouth hanging open as he could no longer control his actions. He felt his balls begin to twitch and he felt his cock begin to ache as his mother kept up the dual pressure on his joint. His body was covered with sweat, and he was beginning to slip off Angela's smooth skin. He speeded up his rhythm and plunged harder, slamming his hips against the orbs of her ass, driving his swollen meat deep into her, feeling it react and send ripples of pleasure through his entire body. His balls ached and he could contain himself no longer. He rested for just a moment, and before he could realize what had happened a stream of come started pouring through his cock, shooting into Angela's asshole.
Under him, Rob had felt Angela continue to thrust her ass upward toward him to meet the downward drive of his hips and cock. He also felt her hands continue to thrust the thick rubber tool deep into her, trying to have it slam against her deepest part just as his cock did the same. Somehow, Angela had continued to move even when Rob had stopped, but now, with his sperm pouring into her, she had to stop, as her ass throbbed and filled up with liquid. She plunged her dildo into her slit one last time and pulled her hands away, leaving it there filling her hole and then abandoned herself to her own orgasm which seized her body when she felt the sperm coursing into her. She turned her head to the mattress and opened her mouth wide, gasping for air and shoving her mouth against the mattress to avoid screaming with joy.
Rob felt his mother squeeze her asshole muscles together, clenching his cock between their powerful lips and making it almost impossible for his sperm to squeeze through the narrow tube and into her asshole. Then she released her muscles and Rob could feel a spurt of his sperm shoot into her, and he could feel her twist and turn under him as it sent a shiver of pleasure through her body. Rob felt his cock lose some of its firmness as its last load of sperm spurted into his mother's asshole, and he could feel the pressure of the sphincter muscles slam down hard on his prick, almost cutting through it. Rob arched his back and pulled his tool part of the way out and felt his mother shudder under him and moan slightly. He then rolled off her back, letting his entire cock slip out, falling onto his own back and feeling the delicious cool air against his sweaty chest. Now the two lovers lay back, totally satisfied and even more than totally exhausted from their labors.
"Hi-"
That short friendly syllable of greeting cut through the air like a surgeon's scalpel. Both Rob and his mother sat bolt upright, their eyes suddenly open. They must have dozed off after their last bout with each other and now they were startled awake-no, shocked awake by that short breezy greeting. Standing in the doorway, perfectly framed against the bright sunshine pouring through the hallway window, was Cathy, back home from her night at a friend's home and back from her volleyball game.
"We won," she said, smiling and letting her overnight bag drop to the floor as she walked toward the bed on which her mother and brother lay naked and sweaty.
"Let me handle this," Rob breathed quietly to Angela, who sat with her legs still wide open and the black stub of the dildo protruding from her snatch. Rob slid off the bed and moved toward his sister, slowly and deliberately. His cock hung semi-erect between his legs as he moved and Cathy watched as he approached and stood within inches of her, face-to-face.
"Now listen close and do as I say: let me seduce you," Rob whispered, his back to his mother so she couldn't hear him. "Resist, but not too much, okay?"
Rob could see a flicker of assent pass through Cathy's eyes as she brought her hands up to her hair and flicked her long blonde locks over her shoulder. Rob brought his hands up to her face and cradled it, drawing it close to his face and planting his lips atop hers. She let her lips slide open to accept his tongue, but she also tried to move back, making it seem to Angela that she was resisting. Rob wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. Cathy grunted and writhed in his grasp, rubbing her body against his and relishing her brother's strong nude body and its hardness. She wished that she had her clothes off too so that their skins could slide against each other and so she could feel the thrill of her brother's cock between her legs.
Rob felt his cock grow firm and solid as he wrapped his arms tightly around his sister, clutching her to his body, feeling her braless young breasts pressing through the slender fabric of her blouse, the nipples growing hard, almost stabing into his chest. Cathy struggled, wiggling her body against her brother's and getting more and more turned on. She also tried to grunt out protests, but her cries were muffled by Rob's mouth covering hers.
Rob picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down beside his mother and covering her body with his, pressing it down into the bed. Her legs were kicking as if she wanted to break free, and the idea of holding a captive, of raping his own sister, sent a surge of power racing through his body. His cock was aching for action again, but now he wanted to ram it into his sister. He rolled part way off her and struggled with the buttons of her blouse, working them free and revealing her young breasts, and pawing them with his hands before moving his lips to suck on them, feeling the cherry-red nipples play against his tongue.
"Oh, Robbie, stop, don't do this," Cathy panted, her face growing redder as her body was filled with desire for her brother's cock. But she had to play her role and she kicked her legs hard, and cried out again: "Mother, please, stop him, don't let Robbie rape me!"
Angela called out his name and moved a hand to his shoulder, but Rob quickly pushed it away and glared at his mother. He pulled Cathy's short skirt up around her waist and he could see that her flimsy panties had a large wet spot just where they covered her slit. Rob dug his fingers under the elastic band of the panties and pulled them down, first to her knees and then down over her legs, tossing them across the room. Cathy clamped her legs shut, but Rob put his hands between her knees and pried them apart. He could tell that her "resistance" was not intended to hold him back.
Rob braced himself and growled as he felt Cathy's legs come apart and as he saw her slit laid bare to his cock. He leaned forward aiming his cock for the slit, and brought it down to the nest of golden curly hair between her legs.
"Oh, no, please no, Robbie, Mother," Cathy panted kicking her legs in the air. Robbie grinned at his mother, leaned the head of his cock against the slit, and pushed forward, letting his weight force his cock into Cathy's crevice. It slipped in until his entire head was covered and Cathy let out a whoop. Rob planted his hands on her tits and leaned forward harder. More of his shaft disappeared into his sister and he could see the ecstasy sweep across her face as her crevice filled with his meat. One more push and his entire tool sank into her, and a shudder raced through her body.
Robbie looked over his shoulder at his mother and saw her eyes wide open in amazement. Rob smiled at his mother, who had let her hand creep to her bush and was twisting the hairs around her fingers as she watched her son fill her daughter's cunt. Rob pulled back and plunged forward, feeling that familiar shudder sweep over Cathy's body as the first waves of pleasure raced through her. Her eyes closed tightly as she panted and struggled to push her body up against Rob, wanting to feel him crushing her with his weight as his cock slammed into her.
Cathy's legs rose and clasped him around the waist, sucking his cock deeper into her cunt. He arched his back, withdrawing his cock from her, and then slammed down, his cock slashing into her, their hips slamming together with that delicious sound that filled the room. Cathy's legs fell back, spreading wide and pressing against the mattress, trying to left her hips closer to Rob. Rob moved back and then drove into her again, and a shudder raced through his body. He started riding his sister rhythmically, pulling out and plunging in, feeling her hips rise up to meet his as they slammed together. Rob's head swayed from right to left as he banged away at his sister.
Every now and then he caught a glimpse of his mother, who was now sitting with her legs spread wide, fingering her clit and watching her offspring fuck, the stub of the dildo still between her legs.
Cathy's head fell back and her mouth was wide open as she gasped for air. Rob could feel his sister starting to come as her body pressed up against his and incoherent gasps and grunts escaped her mouth. He gritted his teeth and pounded his cock into her, feeling the floodgates open as his sperm poured into her pussy which pulsated as it eagerly accepted his juice.
Rob gripped his sister tightly, letting go of her only when he felt her come down from her orgasm. He rolled off her and looked up to face his mother, who had been watching them all the while. "Now Cathy won't be able to tell Dad about us, or we'll just tell him about her, right, Cathy?" Rob said looking first at his mother and then at his sister.
"Y-yes," Cathy said slowly, looking down at her groin and still playing the role of the rape victim.
"That's right, and you just remember that," Angela said, a note of jealousy in her voice as she surveyed the supple young body of her daughter and recalled the time when she was that slender and vivacious. But she cut her thoughts short, and faced the two again. "Now that was the first and last time you two are going to do that, understand?"
Cathy looked at Rob for a signal, and Rob glanced quickly at Cathy, but Rob nodded and Cathy did, too, trying for all the world to make it seem that she wanted no more of her brother's rough treatment.
"Okay," Angela said firmly. "Now both of you go wash up."
"Sure, Mother," Cathy smiled, straightening up and reaching her hand out to her mother's midsection and withdrawing the dildo which had been jammed between her legs all this time. "And you wash this nicely, too."
Cathy held the big black dildo between her two fingers, as though it were something distasteful, and let it drop into her mother's palm.
"Come, Robbie," she said, slipping to the floor and taking her brother's hand. "Let's go."