[Link to Chapter 1, click here.](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pg30vn/my_sexual_family_incest_ms_mommydom_gentledom/)
[Link to Chapter 2, click here.](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pgkae8/my_sexual_family_mommydom_age_gap_ms_mother_and/)
My Sexual Family
Chapter 3: “The Man of the House”
^^*Small note, I changed the name of one of the sisters, in case anyone was confused. Older sister is now Emma, and younger is now Alice.
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There was something that I didn’t realise until several weeks into our “mother and son” sessions. Mom was prepping me to be, as she called it: “the man of the house.”
Even though the relationship between my parents is strong, very much a partnership… deep down, my Dad could never truly satisfied my Mom’s innate and hungry sexual urges. These days, he’s balding quite heavily and has a small beer belly, and his face while not bad looking, was not a double-taker either. The most important feature however, was the fact that he had a small, 2 inch cock… a fact that my mother would now frequently bemoan and belittle in front of me.
Even though we are an “intimate” family, apparently Mom keeps quite a tight grip on when and where my Dad gets to relieve himself; and it’s not that frequently. Mom let’s Dad have sex during father-daughter time with Emma and Alice, but apparently she usually makes sure to supervise or otherwise restrict the kinds of things that happen.
This arrangement with my Dad was first made apparent in one the sessions between my Mom and me.
My arms and hands were finally healed enough that I could take my casts off, and I regained most movement and control of them. Mom however stressed the importance that, even though now I am probably capable enough to bathe and masturbate by myself, mother-son time is still important for a healthy relationship. If I am to masturbate on my own, then it is important to leave my bedroom door open in case she wants to give tips or pointers, or even join to in herself. She also explained that it’s doubly important if I cum when I’m by myself, that it’s not so often so as to reduce the quality of the sessions between the two of us.
Mom had been teaching me now for almost 2 weeks, and I learned so much. She sucked or jerked me dry nearly every day, and after my arms had healed, we still continued to bathe together. In the shower, I’d lather her thick body up with soap, and she’d do the same with me. Washing her felt so intimate and erotic, and she would always make sure to pat me dry with a towel afterwards.
Finally one day, it was the day my Dad was coming home from his business trip. Honestly, I was a little worried to see him, as we hadn’t interacted since before Mom and I had started our sessions.
I was sitting on the edge of my parents’ bed, and Mom was on her knees in front of me, wearing just a large oversized t-shirt without any bra or panties, caressing my legs, and servicing my erect cock with her mouth and tounge. She bobbed her head up and down, and her hair was tied up in a bun like it usually was when she wanted to suck my cock. She gasped and slurped with vigor and with purpose, working on my shaft with an almost methodical consistency. Her breasts rubbed up against the inner, erogenous parts of my thighs in a tantric fervour.
All of a sudden from downstairs, you could hear the front door close, and my Dad shouted across the house, “Hey guys, I’m home!” I moved my torso up slightly and looked towards the bedroom door after hearing the sound of his voice, but Mom continued to work my cock as consistently as she had before with no signs of stopping. She didn’t even seem to acknowledge the fact that my Dad had just arrived at home. Her caressing hand moved up to my stomach and chest, and she gave me a light push to lean back down.
After a minute or two, the sound of my Dad’s footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs, and before long, he opened the door to the bedroom where the two of us were at work. “Hey! Oh.. My. I guess I came at the right time,” he declared.
Mom didn’t look at him or say anything. She continued sucking on my cock at the very same rate, head bobbing up and down, hands caressing. I was startled, and my eyes were darting between the two of them. The room was silent, except for the wet, rhythmic slurping of Mom’s mouth working around my shaft. She took a long deepthroat, and came up with a gasp, spitting back on the head, and then continuing working.
“Umm well.. alright. I’ll just drop my stuff real quick and get changed out of my work clothes,” my Dad exclaimed. But before he could walk over to his dresser, Mom snapped her finger and pointed towards the door. She didn’t look over, and she didn’t stop sucking.
At this point I was getting nervous, and I leaned up a bit more, confused. Dad muttered, “umm.. I-”
Mom finally pulled her head off my cock. She hovered above it, panting quite heavily at this point. Between heavy breathing, she huffed, “Doug… now.. is clearly.. not a good time… Leave us.” A small trail of saliva dripped down onto my cock from her mouth, but she kissed my cock again and lapped it up.
“But, this is my room too.”
Mom sighed, “you can come in and change when Ollie and I are finished…,” she took a deep, hard working breath, “Until then, you can do something else or wait outside.” She turned her head and gave him a mild glare. Her lips were gleaming with wetnness, and she started to lick up my man shaft, making sure to cover the entire 8 inch length of it, while keeping eyes locked on my father.
My Dad opened his mouth as if to say something else, but before I knew it, he lowered his shoulders, and started to walk back downstairs.
“Close the door. And leave the lights on.”
Once he left, she lowered her head down on my thigh and sighed a big heavy sigh. “Hm.. Your father will get used to this soon.”
I gulped a little, and looked down at her, “what do you mean?”
She leaned over and licked erotically up the shaft, “His penis is small… mm… and he’s not fit to make love in the same way..-” she licked his tip, “-that you do. Mmm… but he understands that deep down. Your cock is big and dominant, and it’s only right that *you* be the man of the house. Mmm.. Just as the largest male in a pride of lions does the fucking.”
“But if I’m supposedly dominant, then doesn’t that mean I don’t have to take orders from you?” I quipped with a sly smile.
She frowned a little, “well even though there is an alpha lion… every lion pride still has its matriarch. I’m not happy with that question… Now you’ll do something for Mommy.” She stood up, leaving my erect cock throbbing and longing for more.
I shuffled back on the bed so that my whole body was on it to indicate that I wanted her to come on and suck me from there.
She looked down as she towered over me with a maternal, nurturing look. She licked her wet lips slightly, and brushed my cock with the tips of her fingers, causing my muscle to contract and move it a little. “Just sit right where you are.”
She crawled on the bed next to him, moved herself over to position herself in his centre, and with little anticipation, slowly lowered herself down onto his penis.
The tip glided in, but then I could feel the resistance. She shuffled a bit, and her wetness stared to overwhelm the resistance, lowering her down even more onto my dick.
“Ah…” She moaned softly. She shuffled again and lowered about 4 or 5 inches down, her weight supported by her legs and hands. At this point, she looked like she could use some help, so I reached my hands out and held onto her hips. She grinned and paused slightly, before continuing to shuffle. Not making any more progeess, she pushed on her legs and started to rock her ass up and down, and she moaned again. “Oh… Oh honey.” The wetness on my cock started to make noise, and her body slowly began building a rhythm. My cock stretched her beautiful pussy, and her lips gripped gently around its thick stature.
As she started to bounce up and down, I could see her big tits rocking under her baggy tee. She moaned a little more, and feeling that more of her weight was off her limbs and onto my cock, I moved my left hand off her waist and onto her breast over the shirt. I could feel it jiggle with the movement, and I began caressing it.
All of this was happening so fast, and felt more natural than I ever had expected it to.
Mom’s expression started to turn from difficulty, to pleasure. She rocked her butt back onto my cock with increasing vigor and vitality, and she touched her hand to mine as I fondled her breast. Quickly after now taking off her shirt and exposing her bare breasts, she locked her eyes on mine, as my face continued to be stunned. My breathing pace kept huffing and increasing, and I finally let out a sound, “Mm.. M.. Mommy.”
Her hands directed mine to her wide hips, and then to her waist to feel her motherly figure. She leaned over me more, still while rocking her hips on me, and let her breasts hang in my face. I pushed my face into them, feeling the lovely softness and weight. I kissed her nipple, and licked it a little bit, trying to follow her slow and sensual lead, not being too eager. she rocked her head back a bit and had a good, pleasureable sigh.
We kept at it for a little bit, my cock feeling so much warm, wet glory, and her tits jiggling to my delight in my face. I reached my arms around and felt her butt; her huge cheeks dwarfed my hands, but feeling the size and weight of it turned me on. She briefly increased her pace and the clap of her cheeks was audible, “Ohhh,” she cooed. She didn’t keep up the pace however, and laid down on my chest, putting her face by my ear and hugging my body to her close. The sound of her wetness still slicking and sliding as she worked herself up and down my cock.
She whispered in my ear, “Oh.. You’re doing so well.. mm.. honey.”
I held onto her tight. Somehow even without any experience, I continued on, cock stimulated and happy, but the feelings began to become overwhelming. Heat flushed over me, so I tensed my abdominal and arms, almost in resistance, and I grabbed tight of Mom’s sides. She seemed to take notice though, because she kissed my neck, and whispered again “Yeah.. that’s it hun, we’re almost there, just a little bit longer. Mmm…”
I tensed even more, but I could feel the heat overflowing, I was like a bursting kettle. Her wetness amplified my feeling, and I rocked my pelvis with her movement. It was then that it even felt like she began to really rock with intention and reason. Mom leaned up again, and pulled my face into her milkers, suffocating me a bit. I gasped for air, but I couldn’t spare even a breath, and the smell of her body sent me over. I started to cum powerful spurts within her pussy, but while I attempted to gasp or yelp in pleasure, I couldn’t because Mom held me closer and tighter. I squirted for a few more seconds. The smell of her body as I came in her became intoxicating, yet comforting, and I hugged her back.
When I was finished, the room grew silent except for huffing of our breaths. She raised her body slightly, and looked down at me endearingly, her hair strands poking out of the bun and tickling my forhead. She caressed my face with her hand, and leaned down to give me a light kiss on the lips.
“So virile and thick. I couldn’t be prouder: you’re a natural.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pic3a1/my_sexual_family_mommydom_age_gap_ms_mother_and
At it again, thank you! I enjoyed this one, certainly inspiring ☺️
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So very good, love how you write. And your topic. Very arousing