“You all lez out?” I asked, this too much information for any man to comprehend. “Even Emily?”
Carol nodded, “Lesbian incest has been common in our family for several generations.”
“Wow!” I moaned, both from the stunning revelation and the amazing sensations of my Mom’s mouth.
“But you’re the first male addition to our… club, perhaps you could call it?” Carol added, before smiling, “you Sir, will become very popular.”
“You’re serious?” I asked, still trying to process all this information.
“Deadly,” she answered, now sucking my balls while Mom sucked my cock.
That was a new sensation… having my cock and balls sucked at once.
A moment later, Mom said, “I need this cock in me now.”
“Do you want to fuck your Mom?” Carol asked.
“Hell, yes, I’ve wanted that for years,” I nodded, pulling Mom off her knees and leading her to the bed.
Mom took off her dress with a quick unzip from Carol, to reveal she too wasn’t wearing panties and was still wearing her thigh high stockings.
I joked, “This is exactly what I fantasized you wearing at home every day.”
“I usually was,” Mom smiled, as she got on the bed, now only in a lace bra and thigh high stockings.
I got out of my pants again and as I stood by the tall bed; Mom put her nylon-clad feet on my cock as she said, “You’re a nylon guy right?”
“How did you know?” I moaned, as I got a nylon foot job… another first.
“You stare at my nylon-clad feet all the time and often have to adjust yourself while staring at them,” Mom revealed, as Carol got on the bed to join us.
“Guilty as charged,” I shrugged, always thinking I was so sly when drooling over her feet.
“Time for a second crime,” Mom said a moment later.
“What is that?” I coyly asked, hoping she was making an incest reference.
“Time to make you a true mother fucker,” Mom answered as she spread her legs wide, her nylon feet sadly leaving my cock.
“That’s a crime I’ll gladly commit,” I said, as she slid her pussy to the edge of the bed, ready to be criminalised. I pressed my dick against her pussy and caressed her nylon-clad legs, thrilling to the smooth, warm touch.
“God I wish I had a son,” Carol sighed. “I mean all my girls eat my cunt at the snap of a finger and they can all wield a strap-on, but they just don’t have a real, throbbing, spurting cock.”
“You can borrow mine whenever you want,” my mother generously offered, as I pressed the head of my cock about an inch into the wet cunt I’d once exited.
“I wasn’t asking permission,” Carol responded wickedly, as she reached around me, grabbed my ass and pulled me forward into my mother.
“Oh yes,” Mom moaned, as I groaned, as my cock slid inside her. “Now fuck me son, hard, with that big Mommy-fucking cock.”
Her words were so hot, and exactly what I had fantasized many times. I obliged her request, slamming into her hard with each forward thrust, holding her in place by her spread legs, her entire body and big tits still in the bra, bouncing around with extreme hotness.
Things got hotter when Aunt Carol bent down and began licking her sister’s clit.