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Humming softly to herself, Danielle slowly walked through the hallway of her rather humble abode, one hand idly flicking the dyed blonde bang of her hair out of her face, not having a clue about what to do. It was rather late at night, so perhaps she could poke her head into her children’s bedrooms to see if they were sleeping soundly, go down to the kitchen for a glass of water or milk, and then head back to bed and try to fall asleep.
Although, the slight heat in her core was causing mild discomfort, especially as she could feel her pussy gently leak its arousal into her lace panties, causing them to stick to her body.
It had been so long since she had last seen her daughter, going on from about a year and a half, as her college terms were pretty long-winded, but she had managed to get two weeks off to spend time with her and her younger brother, who had just turned nineteen but a month ago.
Sure, it was unfortunate that Yancey couldn’t visit on Hudson’s birthday, but still, as the saying goes, better late than never.
Plus, it was always refreshing to have someone to talk to who had such differing opinions compared to her politically and whatnot; plus, she always liked learning about other things that her daughter was into these days, like the LGBTQIA+ that she was proudly part of as a ‘proud lesbian’ in Yancey’s words.
Not that she cared about that kind of stuff. As long as her daughter was happy and safe, she didn’t complain about who she was in a relationship with.
Shaking her head from those thoughts, Danielle placed a hand down upon her large stomach, gently patting it as it grumbled slightly in protest before her hand slowly trailed down to her crotch tattoo that she got so many years ago.
However, suddenly she picked up the sound of faint shuffling in the darkened hallway, causing her to be a little alert, thinking that it was an intruder. However, moments later, she heard the muffled grumbling coming from her daughter, causing her to relax.
“Yancey?” Danielle gently called out in the darkened hallway, only illuminated by the faint moonlight filtering through the windows and a faint light coming from underneath her son’s room.
“Mom?” Yancey spoke softly, with a faint accent. Spinning around, Yancey’s eyes widened, and a faint blush overcame her features. “What are you wearing?”
“Hmm?” Danielle hummed softly and looked down at her clothing, seeing nothing wrong with it. It was only a lace bra that could barely contain her rather generous bust and a pair of lace panties that hugged her rather large frame delicately. However, the fabric was stretched pretty thin, allowing an easy glimpse of her drooling petals, “Lingerie, dear. It is my own home, after all,” she gently chided, her eyes glinting with amusement as she saw the faint blush on her lesbian daughter’s cheeks.
It caused a small swell of pride that even at her advanced age of forty-five, her large frame and many years as a widow could still cause blushes to form on the cheeks of men and women alike.
“Whatever,” Yancey muttered, shaking her head. Her shoulder-length, multi-coloured hair flayed about before she looked into the small lock of Hudson’s door.
“What are you doing, looking into Hudson’s room? Is he doing something illegal?” Danielle whispered, a hint of disappointment in her tone if Hudson was doing such things.
However, Yancey didn’t answer her. All she did was move to the side, tug down her long shirt that fell to her hips—also flashing that she was only wearing a thin thong—and gesturing to the door.
Frowning softly, Danielle gently pushed past her daughter and quietly dropped to her knees, ignoring the chills that graced her body as her bare skin came into contact with the cold wooden floor. Then, she pushed her hair out of her face again before pressing her face into the door, where her eyes were millimetres away from the cold metal peephole.
It took a while for her eyesight to focus through the tiny hole, but once it did, a soft gasp escaped her mouth, and her eyes widened.
Laying down on his bed, with his underwear down to his ankles, was Hudson, her precious son. However, he was also masturbating, jacking off pretty vigorously as his eyes were locked on the darkened screen of his phone.
And even from here, she could hear the soft grunting as his hand worked away at his cock.
By the lord, his cock. It was massive, way bigger than her husband, who sadly passed nearly seventeen years ago, and undoubtedly bigger than all of her toys that she kept hidden in her drawers and under her bed.
How could her son, who was relatively thin, small for his age and somewhat unathletic… have such a monolith of a thing? Maybe all of his growth went to his cock.
Maybe his calling in life was to be an absolute stud in the sheets instead of a mere office worker or anything like that…
Suddenly, her nostrils flared outwards. The subtle smell of arousal greeted her senses. Casting a glance off to the side, she saw that her daughter, her lesbian daughter who hated men, was openly masturbating, her eyes glazed over and mumbling her son’s name.
Then, she felt wetness. Blushing brightly, she looked down at her thighs, and much to her embarrassment, she could see the reflection of her eyes on her thighs.
Damn, she was aroused to no end, and the terrible itching sensation in her core was blossoming into something fierce.
Suddenly, Yancey’s hazy gaze met Danielle’s own before they nodded to each other.
They would deal with this.
Quickly standing up, Danielle placed her hand to the doorknob leading into Hudson’s room, before twisting the knob downwards and pushing forward.
Hearing the doorknob in his room jiggle caused Hudson’s heart to skyrocket. Then, a feeling of absolute dread made itself known in his body, knowing what would happen.
Then, with a loud *bang* the door slammed open, whacking powerfully into the door leading to his cupboard, “M-mom!” Hudson squeaked in fear, doing his best to try and hide his erect member from his mother. However, all that did was cause his phone to drop to the floor with a *clatter* , and out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the little striptease video his girlfriend, Monique, sent him.
However, his eyes widened even further when, a second later, his sister, Yancey, also stumbled into the room.
“W-what a-ar-”
However, before he could even utter a sentence out; his mother pounced.
Quite literally, onto his bed, causing his body to bounce slightly as the weight distribution evened out, and before he could even blink, his mother’s hands gently pressed down on his shoulders, forcing his body down onto the bed.
And with her hungry gaze looking directly into his own eyes, possibly his very soul; he couldn’t help but groan as his cock twitched painfully, and his balls throbbed underneath. He then shivered as he saw his mother lick her rather supple lips in delight.
Then, his bed shifted again, only this time he saw his older sister, Yancey, looking at him with lust and love, before she crawled her way behind him, gently placing her soaked hands onto his cheeks, and lifting his head up until it reached the legendary ‘lap pillow’, before her fingers started to tussle through his curly hair, “Silly little boy,” she cooed out lovingly, in her gentle, degrading way, “We should punish you,” she murmured once again.
His heart skipped a beat at that. Punished? For what? Masturbating in his own bedroom?
“Mhm~” His mother cooed, nearly drunkenly, her eyes never leaving his throbbing cock, “Hiding such an impressive specimen for us hungry, needy women~”
Hudson simply gulped, a massive flush on his cheeks. He wouldn’t lie; he did find his mother and sister to be beautiful women, his mother more so. He just had a kink for bigger women… which was why Monique was his girlfriend. She was rather chubby herself and amazing to look at. “Sorry,” he murmured, his eyes glinting as mischief flooded him. How can I ever make it up to you?”
“Stupid little boy,” Yancey cooed, “Let us take care of that proposition,”
Immediately, Danielle giggled merrily before she reached out and grabbed the base of Hudson’s cock with her hand, not even able to wrap it around wholly, before lowering herself down. With her lips were mere inches away from his throbbing, purple cockhead.
Winking at Hudson and her daughter, Danielle pushed the cockhead past her supple lips, before gently bobbing her head up and down his length, her tongue pressing down on his pulsing veins eagerly.
Groaning as pleasure coursed through his body, Hudson’s hands gripped tightly onto the sheets below him. The soft, velvety mouth of his mother was nearly too much for his sensitive cock then and there.
“Silly boy,” Yancey cooed in his ear, her fingers gently plucking at some strands of his hair, “Not enough stamina to survive a few seconds in our mother’s mouth?”
Despite that little shot at his own stamina, Hudson couldn’t help but chuckle. However, that chuckle became a small groan as his mother gently pressed down on his length with her teeth.
That simple sensation, combined with the small minstrations of Yancey’s petting, was too much for him. With a loud, near whorish moan, he unloaded what would be the first of many loads tonight, but the only one that would enter his mother’s mouth and gullet.
Danielle’s eyes widened before her cheeks bulged ever so slightly at the sheer amount of cum, before she closed her eyes and started to dutifully gulp down her son’s baby batter, finding the slightly tangy, salty taste to be quite addicting.
After a few moments, the orgasm finally subsided; Danielle slowly pulled her mouth off of Hudson’s cockhead with a rather lewd * pop *, before humming slightly as her half-lidded eyes gazed towards her two children, “Hudson, you are never leaving the house unless necessary~” she cooed out, letting him know that his new, permanent job would be the breeding stud, and man of the house, “You are going to give your sister and I all the pleasure we crave in the world~”
Hudson merely nodded, his cheeks aflame and his breathing rather heavy.
Glancing towards her daughter, Danielle smirked, “From now on, I don’t care about your little girlfriend, the only person you and I are fucking, will be Hudson and his girlfriend~” Tittering ever so slightly, she then looked towards Hudson’s cock, which was still raring to go, ready for another round, “Now, because you are a little tease, Yancey, I’m going to show you how a real woman treats a man~”
Grinning wildly, Danielle grunted slightly as she pushed herself up onto her knees before her hands went down to the thin, stretched waistband of her panties before effortlessly pulling them down, barring her hairy, gaped pussy to both of her children, a place they once came out of, many moons ago.
And it was just itching and drooling for them to give the love it so required after doing so.
Lifting her hanging gut with her hands, Danielle peered downwards, using her new line of vision to correctly place her aching, needy pussy over her son’s throbbing cock.
Taking a deep breath, Danielle dropped herself down, accidentally using a bit too much force and
“Mmm… ahh…” Danielle murmured, relief flooding her body as the pain quickly subsided as her son’s cock remodelled her pussy to its liking, “I promise, after my ride, ah~” She suddenly moaned as the cockhead brushed against her G-spot, “Haahh, you can use him next, if he’s up to it~”
Although there was a massive flush on Yancey’s face as her mother boldly made that statement, she couldn’t help but admit… that did sound very good. Hearing the soft moaning whimpers of her little brother below her, Yancey rolled her eyes, before taking off her shirt, allowing her rather flat bust to bounce free rather enticingly, “C’mon, let me distract you,” she teased, before grabbing hold of one of her breasts, before slowly pulling herself down closer to her face, before smothering her breast against her brother’s lips.
Of course, instinct overtook Hudson at that moment, as he opened up his mouth, allowing Yancey’s nipple to sink into his mouth before he closed his mouth and started to suckle on her breast like a baby.
Although there was no milk flow, it still didn’t stop his body from sucking as hard as he could.
“Haahh,” Yancey groaned, clenching her eyes shut as chills coursed through her body. So that was the feeling that all the mothers on campus talked about, always talking about how great it was to have a baby nurse on their tits.
Now… she wanted that to happen; her internal clock simply roared to life and started to tick.
“Ahh, ahhh~”
Starting to bounce on Hudson’s length gently, Danielle’s rather plump behind slammed down onto his body with enough force to make a rather lewd * clapping * noise before her eyes ran down to her crotch tattoo, that of a love heart surrounded by rose thorns with small petals on them. Her eyes were nearly rolled into the back of her head, and her tongue lolled out as she felt her son’s cockhead bashing against the entrance to her womb.
The pleasure was so intense. She swore that she could see stars within her eyes and even swore herself silly that she could smell colours.
However, as she slowly ground her body against her son beneath her, her eyes suddenly shot open as she felt those rather full, plump testicles of her son churn underneath her, causing goosebumps to form on her arms and legs.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, she slowly laid herself down, effectively smothering more than three-quarters of her son’s body underneath her ample body, before gently brushing a stray bit of soaked hair away from her son’s face before she gently kissed his cheek, “Do it, Hudson~” She cooed out softly, “Shoot your shot inside of Mommy’s hungry womb~ Feed it, paint it white~”
The balls throbbed, and inside of her hungry, drooling cunt, she felt Hudson’s cock spasm in her, causing her to let out a near hysterical, pleasure-filled giggle.
Then, warmth surged in her body, all emanating from her womb.
She tittered once more as a hand placed itself firmly on her crotch tattoo, and mere moments later, her hand was forcibly pushed outwards as a small little bulge started to make itself known in her womb, pushing her internal organ to its limit.
Not only did he have a cock that could make any man jealous, but he could also shoot a bucketload of cum that would make the finest breeding bull jealous.
Slowly pulling herself off of Hudson’s cock, she grunted when she fell on her backside; instantly, her hand went down to stroke her own slowly, gaped cunt as cum started to dribble out of her used, hairy snatch slowly, doing her best to slowly push the cum back inside of her with her diligent fingers.
Glancing at Hudson’s cock, she was once again stunned that it was still as hard as ever and still twitching minutely. He also had the sexual stamina of a stallion. Grinning rather lewdly, she looked at her daughter, who also looked amazed at his stamina despite being a relative quick shot, it seemed, “So,” she drawled out, her eyebrows wagging, “Want to have a turn?”
Yancey gulped, her cheeks flushed a deep red, before she slowly nodded her head. Pulling her small tit free of Hudson’s mouth, she slowly crawled over towards her brother’s cock.
She always wanted to try anal… and now seemed like a perfect opportunity for it to happen.
Throughout the night, Danielle would become very glad that the closest neighbours to their home were a few hundred meters away; otherwise, they would’ve been kept up all night into the wee hours of the morning with how loud and whorish her lesbian, sibling cock addicted her daughter was.
[Epilogue]
Monique looked concerned as she tentatively knocked on her boyfriend’s home door. It would be the first time she had met his mother and sister.
From what he told her, there was nothing to worry about, as Danielle and Yancey were great people and very accepting.
But still, the first time meeting the family, of course, she would be nervous.
Nearly a minute passed since she knocked on the door, and the front door soon opened.
Instantly, a heavy flush made itself known on her features, and a rather cute squeak escaped her mouth as she witnessed Hudson’s mother leaning against the doorway. She was wearing an opened purple bathrobe, exposing her tight lingerie underneath that barely contained her impressive bust.
Her nostrils also flared outwards, picking up the distinct scent of sex, which made her flush even deeper.
“Hello, dear,” Danielle cooed, not so subtly running her eyes up and down Monique’s body, “Come in; we have much to discuss~”
She didn’t even get a chance to utter a word before Danielle reached out, gently grabbed Monique’s arm, and yanked her inside the house before closing the door behind them.
END