I decided to take a chance at that point...asking her. "So mom...what was it you were fantasizing about earlier while you were in the bathroom masturbating anyway?" I purposely reached down, now stroking my own cock, letting it harden again as I sipped my own drink. Watching her...watching it fatten and lengthen again. "Come on...tell us, what were you thinking about anyway?"

Mom actually blushed a little, but spoke. "Pretty much about what we just did," she confessed. "Only..."

"It was just the opposite," Susan mused. "You were thinking about John's cock inside you while I was the one licking you from below right?"

Mom nodded her head yes, blushing a bit more. "Yes, admittedly...I was."

"Well...you know what one of my fantasies is?" I tossed out. "Having one of you sitting on my face, the other on my cock...and then the two of you, fondling and sucking one another's tits while doing that." As hoped...Aunt Susan jumped on that one almost immediately.

"Oh I'd love to feel your tongue in my cunt right about now," she groaned. "Especially while playing with my sister's tits," she added to that hopefully. Mom was looking around the room again.

"You'd never show any of what you've recorded to anyone else right?" She questioned. "Never tell anyone about any of this right?" She asked now looking directly towards me.

"Just pretend we're in Vegas," I assured her. "Whatever happens here...stays here. Promise."

"I'll probably live to regret this," she suddenly exclaimed, tossing several couch pillows onto the floor. "Lay down John. You're about to fuck your mother."

**

The moment I'd been hoping for had finally arrived. Even Susan seemed slightly surprised, though in a way expecting this to eventually happen. Just not quite so soon perhaps. She sat on the couch, watching...allowing this moment to continue just between mom and I before eventually joining in. It was still erotic, glancing over at her, a smile on my face, mom standing above me now preparing to squat down over my stiff shaft. Aunt Susan now bending her knees, spreading herself obscenely as she began slow-petting her pussy...looking on, watching her sister about to impale her son's cock.

"Here it is mom...all nice and hard for you. See how it's throbbing? See how purple and swollen it is just thinking about sliding up inside that hot wet juicy cunt of yours?" She was staring at my prick like it was a dancing Cobra, her eyes taking on a faraway look, almost glazed over as she wet her lips, and then slowly began sinking down over me. The first touch of her sweet flesh as it began to kiss the tip of my cock was heavenly. And though she was very wet, it took a moment for her pussy to adjust, stretching itself to more fully accommodate me. I certainly knew I was on the higher end of the average scale in size, though the girth of my cock might have been a bit more than that. It took her well used pussy a moment more to finally relax enough so that she could actually fit it inside. Only then easing herself down and over me, slowly...inch by inch until with an audible gasp, she felt me fully impaled inside her tight hot snatch.

"Oh fuck John! John!" she cried out, gyrating slowly against me without moving up or down as yet. More like she was still trying to stretch herself out a bit more before actually fucking me.

"How's it feel mom?" I now asked, reaching up to capture each of her breasts in my hands, her thick fat, elongated nipples bigger and harder I think than I had ever seen them. I mashed her breasts together...forcing her nipples to kiss one another, rubbing them together like that as I pushed back into the plush carpeting beneath me, gaining an inch or two before shoving myself up inside her again, forcing the fuck. She ground back, and then lifted as I simultaneously retreated, holding only the tip of my prick inside her before she came crashing down on me. Me...thrusting up so that we met somewhere in the middle in a furious pummeling fuck that thrilled each of us simultaneously.

"Again!" She wailed. "Fuck me John! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Oh my god! It's been, soooooo long!" She cried out over and over again.

Mom was now bouncing up and down so hard on my prick, I was half worried she'd break it off. But I was fascinated at the way her large breasts wildly bounced around now having let them go. Enjoying the gyrations of each, her head similarly bouncing about, eyes almost rolling back inside her head as she continued to spear herself on my cock. Next to us...Aunt Susan was going crazy as well. Actually slapping her pussy, spanking it. The sounds loud enough to be heard clearly and distinctly as she punished herself, calling out...joining us in her own way as she did that.

"Oh yeah honey! Fuck that prick! Fuck your boys prick baby, make it squirt in you! Make him cum in you! Fuck it baby...fuck it!"

"Yes John, yes," mom began, adding to her sisters decadent diatribe. "Fill your mommy's pussy with your nasty filthy spunk. Pour it into me baby...give mommy all your hot nasty cream!"

It was very erotic, in a very strange way...hearing her say that. I was after all a very mature man at my age, even though I was her son. And yet...hearing her referring to herself as "mommy" told me that she was allowing herself whatever taboo thoughts or pleasures she had harbored for however long...to finally be expressed, to come out and consume her.

"Yes mommy," I said simply, words I hadn't spoken in years. "Fuck your son's cock, make it cum...make it spurt it's nasty, naughty, filthy fuck juice inside your dirty nasty cunt!"

Her scream when it came, as she did...was far louder than even my Aunt Susan's had been. She went wild on me too, thrashing and humping me about as fiercely as anyone ever had. In addition to that however, her climax...when she erupted, was beyond words, beyond belief, taking her totally and completely by surprise as her cunt literally liquefied. I felt the surge, and then the sweetness of her own nectar suddenly drenching me. So much so that it actually sprayed around my cock, seeking a way out as the pressure built, as her liquid pleasure continued to expel itself, meeting my own voluminous eruption. Her cry of joy unintelligible as she held a single note that seemed to go on forever.

And then she collapsed.

**

It was a long time before any of us even moved. Somewhere along the way, and no doubt simultaneously with us, Aunt Susan and cum as well. Her legs still spread, lips puffy looking and swollen, fiery red from the hand-spanking she had given herself.

"Whew," she said...the first one to actually speak. "I do hope you got all that," she sighed contentedly.

"Count on it I assured her...assuring them both as mom only then lifted her head up slightly, looking at me before bending forward, kissing me hotly on the mouth.

"You may very well be my son. And I may have told myself that what just happened between us, would never have happened in a million years...actually did. But I'm damn glad it did John. And I will never again deny you either. That was simply...too fucking good!"

We all laughed at that, and then I reminded them both that we still had some unfinished business here yet. "Come sit on my face Aunt Susan," I told her. I still haven't satisfied that other fantasy of mine yet!"

Mom looked at me in surprise. Realizing I was still quite firm inside her still, even though we'd almost exhausted ourselves both only a short time ago.

"Trust me mom. As soon as you and Aunt Susan start playing tickle-titty with one another, I'll be nice and fucking hard again."

"I think...under the circumstances from here on out John, you should just call me Sue, or Susan if you prefer."

"Ok," I responded as she walked over in preparation of sitting on my face. "But there is something to be said in calling you Aunt Sue, or Aunt Susan, that has a really naughty feel to it whenever we're doing anything like this." She grinned at that.

"In that case, call me your Aunt Fucking Susan then," she laughed. "I kind of like the sound of that."

**

It was very late by the time we headed downstairs to their room. This time to sleep, the three of us in one bed, since mom's was a very large King-sized bed.

"By the way...new house rule," I said as we snuggled in together, me in the middle, each of them turned towards me...the feel of their soft plush breasts caressing.

"Oh? And what's that might I ask?" Mom questioned.

"From now on, after seven o'clock, there's a no clothing rule in effect around here."

"Oh there is, is there?" She giggled.

"Would that be seven AM, or PM?" Aunt Fucking Susan asked. I smiled, cupping a tit from each and fell wonderfully and deeply asleep.

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