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Jill and I had a couple more drinks, and at first we didn’t talk. We both knew what had just happened, and that there was still something more that had to happen.

“Jill, I…” I started.

“Don’t” she cut me off.

“Wait, don’t get mad at me now. You said I might get some too.”

“Yea, but I didn’t think you would like it this much.”

“Jealous now?”

“Actually, I thought we might have something.”

“We still could,” I replied.

Jill thought about it. She looked at me, pained by what she was about to say.

“I just didn’t think I would…”

Just them mom returned and cut her off. “You didn’t think you would get off that easy, did you?”

“Mom!” Jill replied, standing up.

Mom was back, wearing her bathrobe, her hair was washed and still damp. She turned a wicked smile. “Not to mean you didn’t just get off easy. I watched you playing with yourself.”

“Can you blame me? That was so fucking hot, I got all worked up,” Jill admitted, sheepishly. “I was so horny, I needed him to finish me off.”

“Jack certainly knows what he’s doing, I’ll give him that.” Mom was impressed.

“Jill, refresh our drinks,” mom said — lifting a now empty bottle.

“Jack, stoke the fire.” I did as she asked. Jill went to the kitchen to get another bottle of wine and refilled all our drinks.

“Will that be all?” She asked, turning to leave.

“You’re not going anywhere,” she responded.

“What?”

“Time for round two — time for both of you two to make mom happy.”

“What?” Jill asked again, her hands down and stretched outward in gesture of a question. She was clearly not prepared for this.

“What, you didn’t think you’re the only one calling the shots, did you?” Undeterred, mom undid her robe, exposing her nakedness underneath. Her breasts poked out. She lay down on the sofa, facing up. She placed a small pillow under her head and reclined in total relaxation.

“Time to pay the price. Jack, you start,” she laid back and closed her eyes.

“Jack?” She asked, waking me from my daydream. I took another shot of whiskey and approached her by the side of the sofa. Her beautiful breasts pointed out and begged to be touched. I caressed them, massaged them, squeezed them. They were as lovely as I had imagined so many times before, as she lay out by the pool. Only now she was face up, exposed, and offering herself up to me.

I fondled her breasts, and she arched her back, pushing them into me. I massaged her chest, her abdomen, down her sides. I caressed her neck and ended back on her tits again. I reached down and took a nipple in my mouth, biting gently.

“Mmmm, that’s nice.”

I walked around the back of the sofa, standing over her head. I continued massaging her tits, but she must have noticed the position change. She reached up to grab my dick through my shorts. She fondled me, getting me harder than I’ve been in a long time.

After a couple nice squeezes, she let go. “Remember, you need to get me off three times before you get what you want.”

“Yes, mom,” I sighed. Man, this was going to be tough to resist. But it was moving along, so I decided to pull back for now. I walked back around the sofa and knelt down beside her. I lifted one leg up, putting it over my back. Then marsbahis güvenilirmi I reached in to rub her pussy.

“Jill, time for you to help out.”

“Yes momma,” she replied, walking over.

“Stand here,” mom instructed, and Jill obliged.

“Massage,” she commanded.

“What?” Jill asked.

“While Jack fingers me, I find that my breasts still need attention.”

Jill reached over and started to cup her breasts, and mom sighed. I slipped a digit into her pussy and slowly, tantalizingly fingered her.

“Squeeze and pinch them.” Jill paused, then contemplated her options. Eventually she did as asked. She rolled her fingers and pinched one nipple, and with her other hand squeezed the other breast firmly.

“That’s nice,” she cooed. I continued to work at her pussy, marveling that now my sister was getting in on the action.

“Now, grab my ankles,” she told her as she lifted her legs back and above her head.

Jill reached for her ankles and gently held them above mom’s head. Her pussy was now fully exposed, and I dove in. I fingered her pussy and licked on her clit.

“Pull them back all the way,” mom instructed, “so Jack can lick me good.”

Jill pulled her ankles behind her head, and mom’s hips lifted off the sofa. I grabbed her ass with my open hand and squeezed her butt and spread her cheek. She moaned and writhed.

I leaned in to lick her butthole. I used two hands to spread her cheeks, then inserted my tongue deep into her ass. Then I used one hand to finger her and rub her clit again. She was squirming wildly at this point. I rimmed her deeply, my tongue sliding in and out of her ass.

It was time to get her over the edge, so I inserted a finger into her smooth, wet bum. I fingered her pussy, licked her clit. I was about to enter a 2nd finger, but mom must have realized.

“Jack, I brought something,” mom said. She reached into the robe pocket and produced a small tube of KY lubricant. I took it from her and squirted a dollop on my fingers.

I spread her cheeks wide again and put my index finger deep into her butt.

“It’s been a while, son.” She was anxious.

“I’ll see how much you can take,” I said with concern, “one finger at a time.”

“You’re such a good lover,” she replied. “I want you so bad.” Then, after she had adapted to my finger in her ass, she continued. “Give me another.”

So I slide a second finger up mom’s petite asshole.

“Ugh,” mom replied. “Fill me up and make me come!”

I pulled out long enough to line up two fingers in her pussy, and two more in her ass. It was the double shocker. I began to push in and out in rhythm. When I got the chance, I licked and bit on her pussy lips and clit again.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Jill exclaimed. I looked up, and Jill was still holding mom’s legs back, but she was standing next to us, looking down into the action. She had her other hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy. I motioned for her to put one leg up on the arm rest of the sofa. When she did, I grabbed her bottom from behind. I tried to reach her pussy from behind her, but it was too far. Jill turned slightly, and I switched the arm angle and reached up and between her legs.

I was working blind, as my face was in mom’s groin marsbahis yeni giriş again. But I found Jill’s pussy, and pushed up and into her with two, then three fingers. Again she grabbed my arm with both hands. Only this time she impaled herself on me. She was wet and my fingers went further up into her.

“Fuck that’s good, you really know how to work my pussy.” Jill said and mom looked up at her.

“Geez, do you have your entire fist in her” Mom asked.

I paused just long enough to say, “Not sure if that would fit.”

“One way to find out,” Jill replied. She stepped off, then took the KY and squirted some on my fingers. She squeezed them together, showing me the shape to use. Then she raised her leg back onto the arm rest of the sofa and guided me to her waiting pussy.

The tips of my fingers went into her wetness between her legs. She wiggled her body to encourage me to go deeper. I could feel the entirety of my wrist at her opening, the bulge of my thumb being the last part. She spread her legs farther. I pushed up, and she pushed down, impaling herself and my whole hand slipped into her wet cavern.

“Holy shit,” she said. “My pussy is so full!”

I pushed up and tried to turn my fist, the fingers touching different parts of the inside of her vagina. Once again I briefly released from mom, and reached up to lick Jill’s pussy. I bit her clit and squeezed her ass with my other hand, the one not fully up inside her pussy.

She moaned and cried out. “Fist me mother fucker!” She was horny and wild. With her squeezing her legs and muscles, combined with me twisting and turning my first up into her, the sensations were all too much. Jill came again, fast and hard. It wasn’t as long as before, since she just came an hour ago. But sure enough, she squirted out and juices ran down my wrist and arm. She bucked wildly for a few seconds, then calmed down.

“You liked?” I asked.

“Fuck yeah,” she replied.

“Did you call me mother fucker?” I almost laughed.

“Sorry,” she apologized. “Wait,” she then thought about it. “You are!”

“Sorry to interrupt you two,” mom chimed in.

“Yea, sorry.” I turned my head back towards the other woman needing my attention. I re-engaged my hands on mom’s body. I found her pussy and did the double shocker again, two in her pussy and two in her ass. My other hand freed from Jill, I reached under mom and pulled her ass cheek wide, opening her anus so I could go knuckles deep in her.

Jill resumed pinching and squeezing her breasts. I clamped down on her clit with my mouth. Rapidly I fingered her intensely. The two of us working her, mom bucked wildly and started to cum.

“Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” She squeezed my head between her legs and her hips thrust up and out.

I was furiously sucking her pussy lips, rubbing my chin against her clit. I took a mouthful of liquid before I realized what was happening. But she was in the throes of orgasm, and I was not about to stop. The realization made it more intense, and I locked down hard and pushed in with all fingers again.

“Aaahhhh” she cried out, “I’m cumming again!” She bucked and lifted her hips up high and jammed into my face. Juices came from her pussy, running down my fingers and arm. I licked her furiously marsbahis giriş until she squirmed in sensitivity.

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “Oh my god, oh my god,” she panted. Jill released her legs, and she collapsed down onto the sofa again.

Then after a minute, “I’ve never cum that hard!”

“I’m glad you liked it,” I said with confidence.

“Not many men will do that,” mom said.

“What?”

“Continue through all that.”

“You mean…”

“Yes, when it got wet” she said somewhat embarrassed. “But pushing through and during, it makes the orgasm grow stronger and last longer.”

“Well, my pleasure,” I added.

“No, it was mine,” she smiled back at me, touching my face again. “You keep that up, and you will definitely make women very happy.” She laid back and put her hands on her face.

Then she continued, “Kids, I want to tell you something. Your father would never do that. That’s one of the reasons we’re no longer together. Our sex life became nonexistent.”

“Really,” I asked. “I thought I overheard him once talking to a friend, that the sex was hot and heavy, and as often as he wanted…” It was part question.

“With his secretary, I’m sure it was” she retorted.

“Wait, really?” Jill asked.

“Before kids when we were younger… I used to give him everything he asked for. Oral, anal, even a threesome,” she said.

“Wait, there is so much to get into here,” Jill spoke excitedly, but mom went on.

“Yea, all guys want that,” she looked over at me, smiled and then continued. “He was even hot for his secretary, so we got together for a birthday present. For him.”

“Wait, hold on,” Jull tried to interject, but to no avail.

“Years later, during an oral session for me… I peed on him, once. From then he never went down on me again,” she thought back in time. “Then the sex became so little, it was down to once a month, then anniversary and birthdays. For him, mind you. I hadn’t had an orgasm in years when we divorced.”

“I caught him with his secretary after that. He had been banging her regularly. He didn’t deny it, just said that he needed to be with someone more in tune to what he needed, and that wasn’t so dirty. That arrogant bastard,” she finished the story.

“Ugh, sorry mom,” Jill replied. At first she was sad. But then a smile came over her again. “So, you really did need this, more than we realized.”

“Well, yes,” mom replied. “I guess I did.”

“So, about the request,” Jill asked.

“You’ll both get what you want,” she looked at us in turn, “but only after you get me off a third time.”

“Mom?” Jill asked, confused.

“Yes honey,” she looked up at her daughter.

“You said giving up your ass makes you a slut.”

“Dear,” mom answered, “I told you that because I didn’t want you doing everything a boy wanted right off the start.”

“Oh,” Jill replied.

“You have to make them work for it,” and with that she looked at me with a naughty smile.

Then she continued, “When you find the man you want to give it all too, and he turns out to be a kind and considerate lover,” she nodded her approval to me, “then it’s fine to give him your ass.”

Wait, I thought to myself. Was she indicating to me that I would get her ass, or that it was OK for Jill to give it up to me?

“In fact, orgasms can be the best with ass play.”

“Oh, something to look forward to!” Jill was excited with anticipation.

“Yes,” mom replied. “As in, meet me in my room in 30 minutes. I need another shower.”

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