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The Housekeeper
by miss_D_mena ©





Up until that moment in time, my life had been pretty ordinary, nothing outstanding or spectacular, just the normality that most people experience. Life changed that year when my parents decided to divorce. There had been no acrimony, no blazing rows, my sister and I did not have a clue until they sat us down one evening and explained that our father was leaving. There were tears of course, what had gone wrong, did they not love each other anymore. It was my mother who alone, explained to us. She said she had lived in denial for years, she had tried hard, but she now had to face the facts. Ideally, the person she wanted to be with......was another woman, and yes, she did have lesbian tendencies.

Our father moved out a week later. Now that is not to say we never saw him again. We saw him weekends, stayed over with him during holidays and probably saw more of him than we had done in the past. At home, that left our mum, Amanda, but known to everyone as 'Mandy'. My sister Rebecca, again, known to friends and family as 'Becky', and myself Alex...... Alexander Dunbar. Becky and I are twins and like so many twins, we are close, there being times when we tend to sense what the other one is thinking or feeling.

The first few months after Dad left were no different than the months before he went, life continued as it had for years with friends, college and home-life. Arriving home from college one afternoon, I found a strange woman sat in our lounge.

'Alex, this is Sandra, she is to become our new housekeeper. I'm busy at work and need some help, so she is going to live with us,' mum told me as she introduced us.

I said 'Hello,' before disappearing up to my room, slinging my bag into a corner and flopping onto my bed.

'Fucking hell,' I had thought, Sandra was stunning. I guessed that she must have been about twenty-six or seven, her blond hair cropped short in a boyish style and with an extremely attractive face. But what was presently stuck in my mind, were firstly her tit's, which were large, and her legs which seemed to go on forever. At my eighteen and definitely male, I had just been introduced to my new masturbatory fantasy, eager to get started as I felt a stiffening in my groin.

There had been girlfriends, but they were short-lived affairs and presently I was young, free and single, and sadly, going without.

Before I had a chance, a knock came on my bedroom door and Becky entered, 'Well that's a surprise,' she said, 'Where's she going to sleep?'

I had not given it much thought, 'Probably in the guest room next to mum I suppose, unless she uses the big room up on the second floor.'

Mum's an estate agent and our house had been passed to her by her parents. It is quite big, with a large lounge, dining room and kitchen downstairs. On this floor, there were two bathrooms and four bedrooms, and on the top floor a double size master bedroom with en-suite. Mum and Dad had never used the big room, preferring to sleep on this floor, especially when we were younger.

The room next to us was set up as a bedroom, normally used when we had family staying over and it was Becky that mentioned the obvious, 'Well, if she uses the room next to mum's, doesn't it have an adjoining door?'

I had forgotten all about that, I suppose the house had originally been set up to use those two as guest rooms. I shrugged my shoulders; it did not really matter to me where she slept. After the initial stage when Sandra moved in and we got used to her presence around the house, life returned to normal, well at least for the next twelve months. Now I am not sure, but after a while, I had begun to suspect that Sandra was perhaps a little bit more than the housekeeper. I would sometimes hear voices in my mother's room, quiet laughter and sometimes...... other noises. By now I had lost count of how much sperm had been dedicated to her as my fantasies about her ran riot.

Towards the end of that first year of her being with us, things started to change, slowly at first and hardly noticeable. The first that I remember was one evening as I sat eating supper. Everyone was upstairs in their rooms and I would be going up shortly when I heard footsteps descending the stairs. I was aghast as Sandra came into the kitchen wearing nothing but a robe, secretly admiring her legs as she moved around the room and made herself a coffee before sitting on the opposite side of the breakfast bar, facing me.

Sitting on the high stool, her robe gaped open in different places giving me a view of her cleavage and some of her breast and an occasional glimpse of a shaved pussy. As she took sips from her cup, she made small talk but did not attempt to cover herself. Surely, she must have known the effect it was having on me as I tried unsuccessfully to hide the prominent bulge in the front of my pyjama bottoms. She stood as she finished, passing me as she took her cup to the sink to rinse it, and then as she came back, she stopped next to me, peering down at my lap.

'I do hope that I am the cause of that, and you think of me when you touch it.' And with that, she sashayed from the room.

I was astounded, had I heard her correctly, surely not. As you do, I was convincing myself that I had misheard her. I could hardly go after her and say 'Pardon, could you repeat that?' I would look a complete idiot when she said something completely different and asked what I thought she had said.

If nothing else, her perceived comment, increased the amount of sperm donated to her that night as I beat one out.

Nothing more happened for a couple of weeks until early one morning, I was in the bathroom taking a shower, convinced that I had shut the door behind me. Belting out a song under the spray of water, I suddenly got the feeling that I was being watched as spinning around, I noticed someone stood on the other side of the slightly open door. It had to be Sandra again, why would my mother or sister be stood there looking at me? Again, I could not exactly come out and ask her or say something without perhaps causing offence.

Presently, that was my dilemma. On a day to day basis, Sandra dressed reasonably, even if every piece of clothing she owned looked like it had been sprayed onto her body. She never made comments that could be construed as innuendo and taken the wrong way. In a way, she was perfect, but I began to notice subtle changes in my family over time. On another occasion, while mum was out at work, and having just arrived home from college. I went up to my room and passed the bathroom, hearing the shower running. The door was partially ajar and much to my delight, Sandra was stood in the cubicle, totally naked and soaping her body.

I don't know how long I stood there watching. She seemed oblivious to my presence, or so I thought, until she turned and displaying her charms, smiled and winked at me. Scuttling off like a scalded cat, I headed for my room, the door quickly locked, and my erect throbbing cock getting a monumental workout. There was always a break of several weeks or even months when life appeared normal before Sandra would surprise me again with a comment or act.

There were other subtleties that I was starting to notice, firstly concerning my mother. Now she had always been prim and proper and on workdays, she normally wore a business suit and sensible shoes, her hair tied back in a ponytail. Compared to other mother's, she is pretty enough I guess, and at about five feet seven, I would tease her by resting my chin on her head. She is slim with a reasonable figure for her age, her bust small, but she does have a cracking pair of legs which she is justly proud of.

Over time, I began to notice little changes here and there with her, instead of a ponytail, she would wear her hair down. She'd had it permed and tinted so that it was now a beautiful russet colour hanging down just below her collar. Next, I noticed that she had treated herself to a new business suit, this one tailored and with a skirt that must have been at least six inches shorter, thus showing a lot more of her legs. Teamed with high heels, she now stood nearly as tall as I did. The heels did something for her legs and for the first time in my life, I began to notice them.

Secondly, Becky was also undergoing subtle changes. Up until that year, if someone had told me that my sister was pretty, I would have shrugged my shoulders and said: 'Is she?'

Now some of those changes were natural, she began to fill out as she became a young woman and after a growth spurt, her boobs suddenly seemed to overtake my mothers, doubling in size every other day until she had quite a lot more than a handful.

Just like Sandra, she bit by bit took to wearing very tight clothing, emphasising her excellent figure and often, as I began to notice, going braless. On the first occasion, I saw her wearing makeup, I was stunned at how attractive she actually was. Now do not get me wrong, at the end of the day they were still my mother and sister and I never ever thought of them in any other way.

As mine and Becky's birthdays approached, I found myself alone in the house with Sandra one afternoon. I was sat in the lounge reading when she came in and picked up the newspaper. Sitting opposite, she started making small talk, and then suddenly asked, 'Don't you think Becky looks gorgeous lately?'

I shrugged my shoulders, 'I suppose so,' I mumbled.

'Has she got a boyfriend?' Sandra asked.

I did not have a clue, to be honest, I had never seen her with anyone, and she had never mentioned it, I shook my head, 'Not that I know of.'

It was then that she asked the question that drew my attention, 'Do you think she is still a virgin?'

My head jerked up, my book now completely forgotten as I stared at Sandra, my mouth hanging open.

'I bet she is,' Sandra continued, 'Have you ever thought what it may be like to be the one that took her virginity?'

Jesus Christ how was I supposed to answer that, what was I supposed to say.

'Think about it, Alex,' she said as she rose and left the room, a definite gleam in her eyes and an air of devilment about her.

We were at the start of December when mum announced that she and Sandra would be going away for a week or so and that she was sure that Becky and I could manage. There was plenty of food in and Sandra had prepared some meals and anyway, we would soon be on our Christmas break. It felt strange at first, being the first time that either of us had been left completely at home without parental supervision.

During that time, which actually turned out to be nine days, I took the chance to speak to Becky one evening.

'How do you find Sandra?' I asked innocently enough.

'She's OK,' Becky replied, 'I get on well enough with her and she makes suggestions about my clothes and makeup.'

I could see Sandra's clothes suggestions, Becky tonight decked out in a skirt that covered truly little and a top which was cut quite low and displayed her cleavage.

'Has she ever said anything to you......you know, risqué. Has she ever said anything about me?' I asked her cautiously.

I knew immediately by the colour of Becky's face that something had been said but my sister seemed reticent to divulge exactly what it was.

'Come on Becky, we normally tell each other things, it is important, otherwise, I wouldn't ask.'

Becky seemed to take a moment before she replied, 'Well she did ask if I minded mum being a lesbian, which doesn't bother me at all. But then she suddenly asked if I had thought of trying it.'

I nodded my head, it seemed that Sandra had passed comments to my sister the same way she had done to me.

'On another occasion,' Becky continued, 'She asked about you, wanting to know if you had a girlfriend, how many girls you had been out with, things like that.' She went scarlet again as she finished, which meant there had been more to the conversation with Sandra.

'She asked me the same kind of questions,' I told her, 'She asked if you were a virgin.'

I watched my sister's mouth fall open in horror as I delivered the "coup de grâce".

'She asked if I'd ever thought of having sex with you?' I did not think my sister's face could go any deeper colour of red as she nearly went purple.

In between her embarrassment and sputtering she was nodding her head, 'She asked me the same thing,' she told me.

I went and got us both a drink. Now normally mum would only let us have a glass of wine occasionally, but I decided that tonight and without anyone there to say "No" that we were both in need of something stronger than cordial.

Becky was sat in silence when I returned and handed her a glass, taking a sip, she finally asked, 'What did you say?'

It took me aback, what did I say to her, 'Truthfully, I didn't get a chance to answer before she disappeared,' I told her.

'And now you have had a chance to think about it?' she asked.

I think my embarrassment was evident as I went red, which answered her question.

Now honestly, up until Sandra made that comment, it was something I had never thought about.

But it was as though she had planted a seed in my head and as time went on, it began to grow. It had left me wondering what it would be like to have sex with my sister, which led to me noticing her all the more.

'I guess it's my turn to ask you the same question,' I said, watching Becky go red again and answering my question.

Apparently, it seemed we had both considered sleeping with the other. Now before you ask, 'No' nothing happened. I think we were both too embarrassed at that point to even consider the possibility, and so we got on with our lives until mum and Sandra returned.

There was something different about mum and for the life of me, I could not put my finger on it. She looked the same, spoke the same and dressed the same. Though occasionally, soon after her return, I would catch an occasional grimace, other than that, she was just "mum".

All over Christmas, which we all enjoyed, it kept nagging at me, there was definitely something different about her, I just could not work out what.

January, we had our birthdays, at last, we were twenty and to celebrate we all, including Sandra, went down to the local pub for a celebratory night out. Later that week, mum told us that as part of our present, she had booked a week away at Easter in the south of France and had rented a villa, so we called all relax undisturbed.

As you can imagine, we were excited. We had been abroad before, but this was our first time as young adults and as usual, the time to the holiday dragged. Despite everything, it finally arrived, a taxi to the airport and a couple of hours flight and we were in France.

I had not realised until the last minute that Sandra was coming with us, but it confirmed my suspicions that something was going on between her and mum. Sandra had hired a car in France, and I helped her bundle all of our luggage into the boot before she drove us to the villa.

It was idyllic. The villa had four bedrooms, a large lounge, a kitchen diner and best of all, its own pool. The nearest neighbours were nearly a quarter of a mile away and gave us total privacy. Choosing a room each, we unpacked, Becky and I eager to get into the pool while mum and Sandra went into town to pick up some provisions.

We were both messing around splashing each other when they returned, 'We're just going to put everything away and get our cozzies on and then we will be out with some drinks,' Mum called as they both disappeared indoors.

Sandra was the first to return, her bikini was minuscule and barely covered her, forcing me to stay in the pool lest anyone notice the bulge in my shorts. Mum came out soon afterwards and at last, I realised what was different about her.

Her tits had grown and by quite a bit. So that was why she had gone away, she had been and had a boob job.

I have got to say, it suited her, suddenly realising that my mother looked quite hot!

Sandra was not exactly smirking, but she had noticed me ogling my mother's new boobs which seemed to cause her some amusement.

They had brought out a couple of bottles of wine and Becky and I were allowed to drink as much as we wanted. 'Your adults now,' mum told us, 'old enough to take responsibility for what you do.'

We were all feeling well a bit tipsy by the time we finished those two. With the third bottle open, Becky decided that she needed to go and lay down and disappeared back inside the villa as Sandra went and brought out the fourth bottle.

She poured me another glass which I was determined to make last as my head was starting to spin. Both mum and Sandra tucked into theirs, soon finishing their glasses and pouring another before Sandra made a suggestion which had my heart pumping.

'Well I don't know about anyone else, but this weather is glorious, nobody minds if I go topless?' Without waiting to see if anyone objected, she reached behind her, unfastened the clasp of her bikini and tossed it to one side.

I am sure my eyes were out on stalks as her tits were freed, my God, they were magnificent with large brown areole and dark nipples. I had to cross my legs as my cock suddenly shot up, trying to escape its confinement.

And then Sandra said something which further increased my discomfort, 'Go on Mandy, are you not going to join me, seems a shame to hide them. I'm sure Alex won't mind, he's a grown-up now.'

Mum seemed a little unsure at first, but the drink had got the better of her as she too reached behind her and unfastened her top, keeping it in place for a second, before removing it completely.

Suddenly, Sandra had moved down in the rankings, yes, she was youngish and fit as a butchers dog, but that first sight of my mother's new breasts awakened something that had perhaps lain dormant. As wrong as it felt I knew that given the chance I would fuck my mother, and just to confirm my feelings, the head of my cock managed to force itself slightly past the waistband of my shorts.

I readjusted myself, hoping no one had noticed until I spotted Sandra leering at my groin. Easing myself up, I decided I needed a swim to help me cool off and give my shaft time to subside. What I really wanted to do was dash inside and have a wank, but decided that now probably wasn't the ideal time and anyway, it would take me away from my mother's tit's and I hadn't yet finished getting an eyeful of them.

Unfortunately, whilst a couple of lengths of the pool got my cock back below my waistband, the water made the shorts stick to my body, further highlighting my bulge as I climbed out.

I'm sure I saw Sandra licking her lips as I approached them but she hadn't yet finished, 'I think Mandy, that Alex is besotted with your new breasts, he doesn't seem to be able to take his eyes off them, why don't you let me have a feel?'

I was in shock, had I really heard her say that! My shock was then compounded when my mum said 'OK.'

Going to sit on the lounger next to her, I tentatively reached out and touched her as our eyes locked together. Perhaps I should just have snatched a quick grope. But with the drink inside me, I couldn't help myself as I cupped her breast, testing its weight before gently squeezing it and running my finger over her nipple and hearing the audible gasp and fluttering of her eyes as her teat hardened.

'That's enough for the moment Alex,' she said very quietly to me.

It was not a case of what she said, but more a case of what she had not said, only that presently, I should stop.

It was her eyes, her eyes told me that she would have liked me to carry on touching her but with Sandra watching us intently, now was not the time.

As the afternoon of that first day drew to a close, mum said she was going in for a half-hour nap before she prepared the evening meal. Once she had gone, Sandra climbed to her feet and dived into the pool and swam to the far end.

'Alex,' she called, 'Come and sit down here and chat to me.'

I walked the length of the pool and sat on the edge, dangling my legs in the water as Sandra dipped beneath the water and surfaced in front of me. There was a look in her eyes, partly serious, partly mischievous, as she looked around and making sure we were alone.

'I know you want to fuck her Alex, and I think secretly, she wants that as well. But the time is not right yet, so perhaps I can help you.' With that, my shorts were suddenly around my ankles as Sandra grasped my cock, pulled the skin back tightly and took it in her mouth.

If I was not hard before, I certainly was now as I felt her tongue swirl around my plump knob, one hand sliding up and down my expanding shaft as her other cupped my sack and squeezed gently.

I had been in a state of arousal all day long, so it did not take her long before I let out a gasp and a long groan as my throbbing shaft exploded in her mouth, her cheeks puffing outwards as she swallowed all of my cum.

'Better now?' she asked,

With the tension in my groin now removed, I nodded my head dumbly, still in shock.

'Good boy...... but we need to work on that and make you last longer.' With that, she swam to the far end, got out of the pool and retrieved her top before going indoors.

Pulling my shorts back up, I sat for a while longer gathering my thoughts. Inside twenty-four hours, I had felt my mother's tit's and got a blowjob from her suspected other half, this was turning out to be a holiday of surprises and this was only day one.

The next day we all went into town, basically, for a look around with mum and me wanting to visit the large outdoor market. Becky was soon bored, and Sandra said she would walk back with her while mum and I carried on browsing. We must have been a couple of hours before we started making our way back to the villa up the winding path. It was hot outside and I was glad that I had opted for a t-shirt and shorts while mum had decided on a white strappy dress which made her look gorgeous, especially now that she had something to fill the top half.

As we trudged up the hill, mum linked her arm through mine, 'Does it bother you that I have a preference for women?' She asked, 'We have never really discussed it before, but now you're getting older; you have a right to voice your opinion.'

I decided to answer her truthfully, 'Honestly mum, it doesn't bother me so long as you are happy. I presume Sandra makes you happy, it's just a shame really.'

She laughed huskily, 'I did wonder how long it would take you to work it out, anyway, what's a shame?'

Full of bravado, I took a chance, 'It's just a shame you prefer women......because you look really hot...... if you know what I mean.'

She stopped in her tracks, turning to face me as she laughed, 'Alex! I prefer women, that is not to say I do not like men. Sandra said that is quite normal, and anyway, she says she does not mind so long as she knows who the man is. Anyway, thank you for the compliment.'

We stood in silence for several moments gazing into each other's face's and trying to sense what the other person was thinking. Finally, mum was the first to speak haltingly, 'Do you know it felt quite nice yesterday when you touched me...... if you wanted to...... I wouldn't mind if you did it again.'

'Wow,' I thought, 'Friggin, WOW.'

Mum had just offered it to me on a plate!

I already thought she was hot and as a twenty-year-old with a body full of raging hormones, was I going to say 'No,' not on your life. I did what any self-respecting male would do, I pulled her tightly against me and kissed her while allowing her to feel the expanding bulge down below.

She tasted sweet, her body feeling firm and warm pressed against me. Resisting the urge to touch her there and then, I let the kiss suffice. We finally broke apart, both of us consciously admitting that we wanted to do so much more. But we would have to be careful and the middle of the French countryside was perhaps not the best place for our first encounter.

Arriving back at the villa, Becky and Sandra were already in their bikini's and lounging around the pool. It looked like my sister was trying to attract my attention without Sandra seeing, so I hung around the kitchen while mum went and changed, waiting for her to go out and until Becky appeared.

She seemed excitable as she came into the kitchen, 'She touched me', she gabbled.

'Who touched you,' I asked puzzled, wondering what she was talking about, my thoughts still centring on mum.

'Sandra! She touched me,' Becky hissed.

I was all ears now, 'Touched you where?' I asked, intrigued.

Becky came close and whispered even though we were the only ones in the kitchen, 'She fingered me and made me cum,' she said incredulously.

'Holy shit! What was this woman up to?' I began to wonder. My head was flooded with questions, was I supposed to commiserate or congratulate my sister, did she enjoy or hate it?

Instead, I was flippant, 'I thought you were saving that for me,' I said jokingly, smirking at her.

Becky took a moment, 'Has anything happened with you?' Now I was not going to say anything about mum but saw no reason why I should not tell her about yesterday evening.

We did not get a chance to talk further as mum called, asking what was taking us so long.

'Wait until tonight Becky, once everyone is in bed. I will meet you out here. We can talk properly then as I am sure Sandra's up to something, things have been changing bit by bit for a while now.'

The rest of the day was like the previous one but without the copious amounts of wine, we had consumed yesterday. Driving down into town for our evening meal, we returned late and after an hour sat in the warm evening air, all retired to our rooms. Giving everyone another hour to settle, I listened for a while but could not hear the sound of voices or any movement. Carefully, I opened my room door and tip-toed into the corridor, shutting the door behind me and going to Becky's room.

'I'll see you outside in a minute,' I whispered, making my way outdoors.

We met on the terrace away from the pool as some of the bedroom windows overlooked it and we did not want to be spotted if someone inadvertently looked out.

'What happened?' I asked Becky, staying quiet as she told her story.

'Well, we got back and changed before getting into the pool. We were messing about and Sandra said we should try diving between each other's legs, just like you and I do.

'It was fine at first, and then as she went between my legs, she kissed my pussy, I thought at first she had just misjudged, but on her next turn, she touched my pussy.'

Now as much as I never planned it, sitting there and hearing my sister talking about her 'pussy' was beginning to affect me.

'Sandra asked me how it felt when she touched me there, what could I say, it had felt quite nice.

'And then the next thing I knew, her hand was down the front of my bikini bottoms and then she put her finger inside me.

'Christ! I never realised it could that feel that good being touched by another woman, my legs were shaking, and I couldn't stop crying out as she made me cum.'

I am afraid that by the time she was finished I had a prominent bulge in my pyjama bottoms as my erect cock throbbed insistently.

I described to her what had taken place on that first evening with Sandra, maybe a little more graphically than was warranted. But that was because I could see Becky becoming more and more agitated as I embellished what had taken place. By the time my tale was finished, her bosom was going up and down rapidly and she was breathing heavily.

Moving to the far end of the terrace, we put a couple of the loungers together, covering them in cushions before lying next to each other.

'Why is this happening Alex? Before Sandra came to live with us, I would never have thought of anything like that. It's as though she is putting idea's into my head all the time. The trouble is, the more I think about them, the more I want to act on them,' Becky confided in me.

It felt as though she was leading up to something as she moved even closer, 'Will you.... you know......Alex......will you......touch me?'

'Bloody hell!' I thought, first mum offers it to me and now Becky wants me to touch her, 'What the hell is going on?'

Despite my astonishment, it wasn't as though I was going to refuse her. Since all of this had started, more than once I had considered what it may be like to get Becky into the sack and was not going to turn down an open invitation.

Turning on my side to face her I carefully slid my hand down the front of her pyjama bottoms, feeling the softness of her skin and flatness of her stomach before encountering her pubes and running my fingers through them as I felt her shiver.

'Go lower Alex,' she pleaded as my fingers slipped between her thighs and at last encountered her labia.

Becky gripped me tightly, moaning softly into my shoulder as I opened her fanny, rubbing at her slit until her juice started to flow. The moan became an 'Oh fuck,' as my fingers slipped inside her and I worked them in and out of her increasingly moist cunt.

On an impulse, I kissed her, my lips slightly touching hers at first until it became a full-on kiss as our tongues explored each other's mouths. As Becky's arousal began to increase, she was unable to contain herself any longer. Her hand sliding down to the front of my pyjama bottoms as she rubbed at my expanding cock through the cotton material.

While my fingers continued to torment and arouse her fanny, Becky had decided that she needed to touch bare flesh, her hand delving inside my waistband.

I was not expecting gasp I let out as her fingers encountered my cock for the first time and her hand gripped it firmly, pushing the skin down and fondling its throbbing head.

As Becky's hand worked on me, I suddenly realised I was panting. Pushing her top up, I got my first sight of her bare breasts. They were kind of an in-between size, slightly bigger than mums, but not quite as big as Sandra. I was enjoying myself as I caressed and squeezed her tit's, marvelling at the smoothness of her skin and the size that her nipples grew too now that they were erect.

Suddenly, it was as though we had both had the same thought, we stopped, our eyes meeting.

'I want to do it,' Becky managed to mutter between breaths, 'I want you to fuck me, I want to feel your cock inside me.'

I released her for as long as it took me to divest myself of my pyjama's, my cock springing up and bouncing as I removed my PJ bottoms. Becky was doing the same before laying back, opening her legs and pulling me on top of her.

She moaned loudly as my cock slid into her cunt, the sound seeming louder in the still night air and making me tell her to 'Hush'. I fucked her slowly, the loungers scraping and moving with each thrust as my shaft sank into her passage. To try and stifle her constant gasps, I kissed her, our mouths grinding together as my hand explored her upper body, gripping her tit's and teasing her nipples.

While for both of us the event was memorable, it was not a lengthy session as Becky began bucking beneath me, her orgasm making her body shake as she cried out.

'Fuck me Alex, fuck me hard, oh god......yes.'

I was unable to help myself as I watched my sister writhe beneath me, my cock suddenly jerking as it spat my semen into her fanny.

We lay for a while before I cautioned Becky that we had better go back to our rooms, I sat for a little longer as she made her way back, giving her time to return indoors. As I got up to leave, I was startled and jumped, my heart racing as someone stepped from the shadows.

'That was a lot better Alex, and Becky seemed to enjoy it, but I'm sure we can still improve your performance.' And with that, Sandra was gone, leaving me still shaking with fright from her sudden appearance.

'Jesus,' I was thinking, 'How long had she been watching us, ever since we came outside? Why was she sneaking about?

The next day, our third on holiday passed without incident, there were no comments from Sandra, but I did notice my mother looking at me longingly.

I had not really had the chance to discuss with Becky what had taken place the previous night but was getting the impression that she was eager to try it again.

On that Tuesday morning, I was up early as I'd had a restless night and so decided to go for an early morning dip. Sandra was coming out as I climbed from the pool.

'Go and get dressed, we need to pick up some more provisions, you don't mind coming with me, do you?'

Returning fifteen minutes later, we both climbed into the car with Sandra driving down into the town. Visiting various shops, we picked up the food and essentials she required, loading them into the boot. We were half-way back when she pulled the car over, 'Let us take a walk,' she suggested as she got out and set off across a field.

I followed her until we reached the far side where Sandra settled herself down in the grass, patting the spot next to her.

'I thought we'd take the opportunity of having a lesson,' she said as she pulled her top over her head, her unfettered breasts falling free. Next, she stripped off her shorts, beneath them, she had dispensed with panties and gave me a view of her shaven fanny.

'Strip off,' she told me, leaving me feeling a little self-conscious as I got naked.

'I want you to masturbate for me,' she said as she started to run her hands over her tit's, my cock by now, ridged.

I started to wank, but she immediately stopped me, 'It's not a race Alex, take it slow, enjoy the sensation in your cock as you watch me.'

She opened her legs wide and started to sensually rub at her pussy, spreading her lips and showing me its interior. My cock's arousal was quickly growing as my hand started moving faster again.

'Stop,' she snapped, 'Slow down, when the urge is near, I want you to stop and wait a moment before wanking again, pace yourself and make it last.'

I did as she asked, stopping frequently as I watched her fingers pummel her cunt, gasps and moans now escaping her lips. As I could see her nearing her climax, she stopped.

'Come here Alex and lay between my legs,' she instructed. I got down between her thighs, my throbbing shaft pressing insistently against the grass as she told me to lick her fanny.

We spent the next fifteen minutes as she showed and told me where and how to touch her with my lips and tongue. Until, with a roar, I suddenly felt her juices splash across my face as she pulled my head in tighter, grinding her fanny against my mouth.

When she eventually composed herself, she had a smirk on her face.

'Lay back Alex' she said, as once again she took my cock in her mouth only this time when she could sense I was near, she would stop, gripping my cock firmly at its base until the sensation subsided.

She continued in this vein until, as my pinnacle became evident, she sat upright, her hand flying up and down my shaft as jet after jet of spunk shot from its tip, one particular spurt catching her under the chin as my body jerked and bounced in the soft grass.

Back at the villa, Becky and mum were already up and around the pool, both wearing fetching bikinis, that to my eyes, covered truly little. Despite my earlier release, the sight of them both messing around by the pool soon had my cock hard again and I was constantly having to adjust it until Sandra took me to one side.

'Alex, it is fairly evident that you have an erection, we can all see it and we all take it as a compliment that you find us sexually attractive, stop trying to hide it and relax.'

That was easier said than done and it took me a while, but finally, I relaxed and learned to live with the fact that I was to spend most of the day with a "semi" in my shorts.

That evening after our meal, we had a few drinks before both mum and Sandra decided to call it a night and turn in. Becky and I sat for a while, having our first chance to discuss what had taken place the previous night.

'Can we do it again tonight?' She asked with a giggle, 'I've noticed that you've had a bulge all day, let me satisfy it,' she pleaded. Her request was what I had been hoping for, all day I had been hoping to sample her pleasures once it was quiet.

'We need to wait a little longer,' I told her, keeping a watch on the villa entrance and wondering if Sandra would put in an appearance tonight. The thought of her watching us performing sending a thrill through me.

As it was, Sandra reappeared before the hour was up, beckoning us both to the far end of the terrace. Pulling over two chairs, she told us to sit opposite each other.

'Take your shorts off Alex,' she instructed. Now I had already experienced this, but Becky looked a little concerned.

I sat there naked as Becky kept glancing at my cock, it was not fully erect yet, but the excitement of what Sandra may propose had it twitching and bobbing in anticipation. She strolled around silently as though waiting for the perfect moment, leaving both Becky and me in suspense.

Sandra stopped behind Becky's chair, resting her hands on my sister's shoulders as she looked me in the eye and issued her instruction, 'Why don't you masturbate for us, Alex?'

It was not a request, it was a command, but one which I was happy to go along with as I leaned back in the chair and opened my legs. Taking a grip of my cock, I did as she had instructed me earlier that day, sliding the skin slowly up and down as my shaft now became fully erect.

Becky was in two minds; did she look around to see what Sandra was doing or did she continue staring at my now plump cock as I wanked myself off. Before she could make a decision, Sandra's hands had slid down her front and inside her bikini top, cupping both of her breasts and massaging them. Becky's eyes fluttered as she tweaked her nipples, unable the stop the groans that fell from her lips. Sandra leant her forwards while she undid the straps and clasps before pulling her back and continued playing with my sisters now bare tit's.

Kneeling beside her, she whispered something in Becky's ear and then dipped her head as she took my sister's teats in her mouth and sucked on them. Becky moaned loudly with the pleasurable sensation; her eyes still glued to my cock as my arousal increased.

As I watched, Sandra's hand slipped inside the waistband of Becky's bikini bottoms and I could see her plainly, playing with Becky's fanny and causing my sister's exaltations to become even louder.

Moving around to the front of Becky, Sandra removed the bikini bottoms.

'Come here Alex and lick your sister's cunt,' she instructed. Rising, I went and knelt between my sister's open thighs, immediately catching the smell of her sex.

Opening her legs wider I lowered my head, and as I had been shown that morning, went to work on her fanny. My tongue darted into her passage as I lapped at the pink interior before turning my attention to her clitoris, Becky's hips and legs shuddering and jerking from my touch.

In my peripheral vision, I could see Sandra kissing her and still playing with her tit's as Becky became more and more agitated and aroused.

I was sure she was about to climax when Sandra stopped me. 'Change places,' she ordered.

I stood and swapped places with Becky, slumping in the seat as my sister knelt between my legs.

'Suck your brother's cock, Becky,' Sandra said.

I watched mesmerised as Becky lowered her head and I felt the warmth of her mouth as it encompassed the head of my shaft.

Slowly and sensually, she teased me, her hand sliding up and down my cock as she gently tossed me off, my hips rising and falling in the seat as I fucked her mouth.

We were both highly aroused by now, eager to fuck, but Sandra told us to stop.

'Both of you sit back and relax for a moment.'

It was only a couple of minutes as she went and pushed two loungers together before returning and taking Becky by the hand. She led her over and laid her down before beckoning me to join them.

'Alex, I want you to fuck your sister, make her enjoy it.'

Putting into practice all that Sandra had taught me, I slid my cock into Becky's cunt, moving slowly and steadily as I filled her passage. Her face was a picture of arousal and adoration as I reawakened the sensations, sending them shooting to her core as she urged me on.

'Fuck me, Alex...... Oh, that's so good...... Christ, you feel so big'.

Keeping a steady pace, I fucked her, my hands caressing her tit's and then leaning forward as I took her nipples into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the hard-erect buds. Becky's body stretched the length of the loungers, her muscles taut and her head thrown back as her climax approached, pleading with me to let her cum.

I glanced at Sandra who seemed to be smiling proudly, she nodded her head, as though giving me permission to complete our act of copulation.

My impetus increased, my hips becoming a blur as I rammed my cock deep into Becky's fanny, hearing her scream as she orgasmed and then my grunts of pleasure as my manhood filled her twat with hot white cream.

Laying side by side, our chests heaved as we drew in much-needed air, our bodies covered in sweat. Neither of us had noticed that Sandra was no longer there, she had disappeared as silently as she had arrived.

'Bloody hell Alex, where did you learn to fuck like that, I'm knackered.' Becky's comment took me by surprise. If nothing else, Sandra, it seemed, had taught me some valuable lessons when it came to pleasing a woman.

The sun rose on the fifth day of our break, shining in through the open curtains as I lay in my bed and thought about the week so far. My mother had gone topless, kissed me and allowed me to touch her new breasts as well as making it clear that she wanted to have sex with me.

Becky and I had now fucked twice, and I was beginning to appreciate that sex with my sister was pretty damned good. And then to cap it all, Sandra the housekeeper had given me two blowjobs and had allowed me to tongue her cunt. This was definitely a holiday to remember I thought, wondering what else still lay in store.

My thoughts were interrupted as a tapping came at my bedroom door, it opened, and Sandra slipped inside, sitting on the end of my bed.

'I think you're ready, I'm going to keep Becky occupied,' she said with a smirk, 'You and Mandy should go into town, you know where she should stop the car.'

She had not said it outright, but I knew what she was implying, Sandra, intended on having sex with my sister whilst she expected me to fuck my mum.

I do not know if Sandra had primed mum. But she was dressed in shorts and top when she appeared and it was fairly obvious from the look in her eyes and her prominent nipples, that she had every intention of letting me sample her body.

The way her nipples pushed at the thin material made it obvious to me that she was braless and also, the way her shorts cut into her fanny, displaying her camel-toe meant she was probably knickerless.

In town, we picked up some bits and pieces, but mum seemed to be in a rush and eager to return. On the way back, I suggested that we pull over as I brandished a bottle of wine I had bought and a couple of plastic cups. The wine was as much to settle my nerves as anything else, as I wondered if I could manage to satisfy this gorgeous mature woman.

We walked through the grassy field heading for the spot I had previously occupied with Sandra and plonked ourselves down. Opening the bottle, I poured it into the two cups, handing one to my mother.

She took sips from the cup, looking at me shyly.

'Are you ok with doing this?' She asked and I could see her hand shaking slightly with her nervousness, at least I wasn't the only one. Putting my cup to one side, I moved closer, running my fingers through her hair as I gently touched her cheek. I leant forward, stopping for a second before our lips met and then kissed her.

She responded immediately as I felt her tongue touch mine, my hands sliding over her face neck and shoulders but making her wait for her breasts to be touched.

I ran my fingers down her side and back up to her armpit, catching her breast slightly on the upward sweep and making her shiver.

Sitting back, she removed her top hoping to influence me as I gazed at her beauty. But still, I made her wait before finally taking her nipples between finger and thumb and squeezing firmly, causing her to shiver and noticing a damp spot on her shorts between her legs.

Standing up, I undressed and stood in front of her, letting her look at my nudity and the cock that was jerking in front of her face. She reached out to touch me, but I stepped back, staying just out of her reach as I asked her to take her shorts off.

The thrill that ran through my body as I finally saw her completely naked for the first time was huge and I knew I desperately wanted her.

Sandra's words echoed in my brain, 'Nice and slow, make her appreciate it.'

She lay back in the grass, the hot sun, bathing her body in warmth as I sank between her thighs, my nose catching the scent of talc mixed with the smell of her sex. Her labia had already opened, and I studied her pink interior as my fingers opened her further and my tongue slipped inside her cunt.

Taking my time, my tongue constantly penetrated her as I sucked and kissed her fanny, feeling her arousal grow as she thrust her mound against my mouth.

When at last my lips closed over her clit and I used the tip of my tongue to flick and tease it, she climaxed, her hips and thighs attempting to thrash about on the ground. But I held her tight, only stopping when her pleading told me that she wanted my cock.

From my kneeling position between her thighs, I looked down at the woman laid beneath me and looking back at me. The sight felt strangely surreal, this was not any woman, it was not a girlfriend or someone I had met, this was my mother, the woman who had given birth to me.

Only now, instead of a grimace of pain as she pushed me out, her face bore a look of pleasure and arousal as my throbbing cock slid deeper into her fanny.

Taking it slow at first, the sensations emanating from my shaft were sublime, the feeling as our groins met and she pushed her fanny against me were fantastic. She was hot, and wet, and beautiful, and I wanted to devour her. Cock deep, I fondled her tits, noticing the minute scars beneath each breast as I took her nipples in my mouth, my tongue teasing each one and bringing them erect.

'Oh, Alex.....that feels so good......I love that,' she purred as I withdrew my shaft, rubbing it against her labia and clit, teasing her before suddenly plunging it back into her fanny and making her gasp.

I loved the ever-changing expressions on her face as her arousal increased, using it as an indicator as to how close she was. Her urgings became louder as she began to arch her back, my cock plunging into her cunt rapidly as I pushed her over the edge.

She stared at me for seconds, her face red and eyes bulging as she orgasmed and then her head went back, and she called my name. Our groins slammed into each other as I also peaked, my shaft giving a sudden jerk as I emptied my sack of hot semen into her now sopping wet pussy.

Afterwards, we lay side by side for perhaps quarter of an hour as the warmth of the sun dried the sweat on our bodies and we got our breath back, our hands firmly clasped together. No words were spoken until finally, I had to ask, 'No regrets Mandy?'

She looked at me in surprise that I had used her name and was about to say something when I interrupted.

'I hope I have done enough to warrant being able to make love to you again, and it feels wrong calling you "mum", so I hope you don't mind if occasionally I call you by your name?'

A smile appeared on her face as she nodded her consent before rolling over to kiss me, 'I'm glad you want to do it again, unfortunately, we had better make a move or they will be wondering where we are.'

We dressed and returned to the car, driving the remaining distance back to the villa and hearing the shouts and laughter coming from the pool as we collected the few provisions we had bought and carried them inside.

I helped mum to put stuff away but could not resist standing behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist as she rested her head against my shoulder. One hand slid up from her waist as I cupped her right breast, hearing her soft sigh as my fingers teased its nipple, my rapidly expanding cock pushing against her buttocks.

Her hand came around her body as she rubbed at the front of my shorts before she slipped it inside the waistband and ran it up and down the tight skin of my shaft. We both realised that we could not do anything presently, content with teasing each other until mum said we had better go out.

Stood next to her by the pool, we watched Becky and Sandra frolicking about in the water as they dived and upended each other. I think it took us both a moment to realise that although they were both topless, something that had become quite common, they were also both missing their bikini bottoms and were naked.

'Oh well,' I heard mum say, 'If we can't beat them, we might as well join them,' as she threw off her top and pushed her shorts to her ankles before diving into the water.

Three pairs of eyes eagerly watched as I shrugged my shoulders and discarded my clothes, giving them a chance to ogle my still semi-erect cock before joining them in the pool.

It took a while, but by mid-afternoon, I had forgotten that we were all naked and felt confident that I could mix and enjoy myself without my cock springing up every few minutes. It is funny how after a while, you forget about these things and naked became normal, though I did notice that Becky had joined Sandra in shaving her fanny, both of them now as bare as a baby's bottom.

I and mum were the only ones with some growth. While mine looked straggly and unkempt, mums matched the colour of her head, which meant she'd had it tinted and was well manicured. I decided that later, I would take my razor to my genitals and see how they looked clean-shaven.

We had our evening meal outside, still naked, and I must say the 'wine flowed', both Becky and I, allowed to drink as much as we wanted which resulted in Becky becoming slightly tipsy.

Whilst it looked like I was indulging, I carefully monitored my intake, noticing that Sandra was also being cautious about how much she drank. I was suspicious of her caution and just pretended to be as drunk as my sister and mother.

We all retired about eleven-o-clock, first I went to the bathroom and carefully got rid of my pubes before going to my room and putting on some pyjamas before listening carefully for any sign of movement. After an hour I had not heard anything but convinced that something was happening I pulled on some slippers and slipped from my bedroom window.

Firstly, I checked around the pool, which was deserted, before skirting the villa and approaching the terrace from a different direction. Even though it was dark I was still able to see clearly that there was someone stood in the bushes ahead of me.

Sandra must have sensed my presence because she turned sharply, beckoned me nearer and put her finger to her lips. Dressed in satin shorts and top which fitted her snugly, I already had the start of an erection as I moved next to her. Moments later, I had a full stonker as I caught sight of my mother and sister having sex on the loungers in front of my eyes. Their hands were between each other's legs as I watched them finger the other's quim, Becky's mouth was wrapped around one of my mother's nipples and she was moaning constantly.

In my peripheral vision, I saw Sandra's hand snaking down the front of her shorts, turning my head to watch as she rubbed at her fanny, my cock now pushing the thin material of my pyjama bottoms outwards as it stood to attention.

'Play with yourself for me,' she whispered as her other hand slipped under her top and caressed her breasts. I did not know where to look as I pushed the front of my pj's down, extracted my cock and started slowly wanking. Did I watch mum and Becky or concentrate on what Sandra was doing to herself?

Deciding to give Sandra my attention, I slid my free hand up her top hoping that she would not mind me having a feel.

As it turned out, she seemed to relish my touch, dragging my other hand, presently working on my shaft, free, and pushing that against her tit's as well. She replaced my hand with her own and stretched the skin of my cock as she masturbated me. I frequently glanced sideways, watching what mum and Becky were doing to each other as I squeezed her magnificent mammaries and twisted her nipples.

'My fanny......finger my fanny,' Sandra whispered huskily, her breathing rapid as she watched the two other females copulating, which only seemed to arouse her even more as my fingers sank into her sopping wet cunt.

Fingering her steadily, I used my thumb to rub her clit, her teeth sinking into my shoulder as she tried to stifle her moans. She was getting close I sensed when I whipped my fingers out suddenly.

'Christ, don't stop, please don't stop,' she muttered, a pleading look on her face.

'Let me fuck you,' I demanded, restraining her hands as they tried to make a beeline for her groin.

It took her only seconds to decide as she raised her top over her head and pushed her shorts to the floor.

'Help me,' she said as she raised one leg, grabbed my cock again and pulled me to her. I supported her leg as she fumbled me into position and then I was granted my wish as I felt my shaft slide into her cunt.

It may only have been a week, but I was a quick learner, remembering all she had taught me as I slowly fucked her. It was fascinating to watch her face as her expressions changed. At first, she was trying to watch mum and Becky, but as I rammed my cock into her, her attention quickly changed as she grabbed my face and kissed me, something she had never done before.

Sandra tasted sweet, her large breasts pushing into my chest as I slammed my cock into her fanny one more time, pausing as our genitals ground together.

'Don't stop Alex......oh god it feels so good...... Jesus, Alex, you feel fantastic.'

She was not interested in the rest of my family now. She was highly aroused and quickly reaching her climax as I continued to ram my cock into her furiously, grunting with the exertion as she finally slipped over the edge, her body visibly shaking and vibrating as she climaxed.

Her cries were loud enough to attract the attention of my mother who looked over in our direction for a minute with a smile before resuming her licking of Becky's cunt.

I had wanted to last longer, but Sandra's orgasm was too much for me to handle as I joined her, my cock erupting and pumping cum into her cunt as my legs shook and I called her name.

We backed away from the others, Sandra picking up her tops and shorts as we made our way back to the pool area.

'You surprised me, Alex, I didn't think you were ready yet, but I must admit that I thoroughly enjoyed the experience.' Giving me a quick peck on the lips, she left me feeling stunned as she made her way back indoors.

And so, it had arrived, the final day of our break, and what a break it had been, I was going back a different person than the one that had arrived. Over the course of that week I had got used to being naked around the three females I lived with.

I had made love to my mother, my sister and my mother's other half, come housekeeper.

And yet the best was saved till last, as mid-morning approached, my mother, called us all together.

'At my behest, Sandra has been carrying out several tasks which I hope you have all enjoyed,' she said slowly

'My first bit of news is that Sandra and I have decided to officially become a couple and we hope to have a civil ceremony later this year.' Becky and I congratulating both of them.

I do not think it came as any surprise to me and Becky that mum and Sandra were an item, what did come as a surprise was that our mother was the one who had orchestrated what had taken place between us all.

Mum continued, 'I think that we can all agree that this week has been splendid, I for one have enjoyed having sex with each one of you and I hope you have all enjoyed it as much as I have.

'My wish when we return home is to carry on with our liaisons but I can only speak for myself, if any of you do not wish to carry on participating, just say so now and no one will think any less of you.'

She looked at each one of us in turn as we each nodded our consent before rising from her chair and disappearing indoors and returning with a bottle of champagne and four glasses.

'I think this calls for a celebration and then after lunch...... well I think we should wait and see what happens next,' she said with more than a hint of devilment in her voice.

The morning passed and we finished lunch, resuming our positions around the pool as more bottles of wine appeared.

I noticed that some of the loungers from the terrace had also appeared around the pool and suspecting that I may be called on to perform, I carefully monitored my intake of alcohol. As was now normal at the villa, we were all naked and I watched lazily as mum stood and took Sandra by the hand, leading her to one of the loungers and laying her down before joining her.

I should have been used to it by now, but I still found it mesmerising to watch my mother start to fondle and caress Sandra's breasts. I nudged Becky who presently had her eyes shut and nodded towards mum and Sandra who by now were rubbing at each other's fannies. Becky was as surprised as I was as her head swivelled between me and the two women now performing on the loungers.

It was Becky who made the first move, coming to sit on my lap as she kissed me, taking my hand and placing it on her breast. I found it exhilarating fondling my sister's tit's and constantly noticing the pleasure that my mother and Sandra were inflicting on each other. It also seemed to be arousing Becky to such an extent that she twisted around on my lap so that she could face outwards and watch their antics, groping between her legs as she grabbed my erection and holding it upright, sank slowly onto it as it filled her cunt.

With my hands still gripping her tit's and nipples, she slid up and down my shaft using the arms of the chair to lever herself up and down. Mum's head was now between Sandra's thighs as the young woman became even more vocal, calling out as her hips lifted and fell.

My cock throbbed inside Becky's fanny as she continued to slide up and down my cock, concentrating on making myself last, secretly pleased that she was reaching her climax.

'Fuck me, Alex, fuck me hard,' she was calling as I supported her buttocks and raising my hips, rammed my cock into her rapidly, rejoicing as she screamed my name and I felt her juices flood my groin as she came.

Catching my breath, I was letting the sun dry my cock and bollocks when suddenly mum and Sandra decided to swap partners. I watched my sister make her way towards my mother as Sandra walked towards me provocatively.

'Let's get a lounger,' she purred, taking my hand and leading me to where my mother and sister were already touching each other, the sight of their fingers buried in each other's fanny's, keeping my cock solidly aloft and bouncing as I followed her.

Laying down together, Sandra looked at me differently, previously it had been as though she was the tutor and I the pupil, now she looked at me with a longing and desire.

'I don't want to have sex with you,' she said, the words wounding me as she uttered them, what had gone wrong I wondered.

She quickly showed concern at the look that must have appeared on my face, 'I'm sorry!' She apologised quietly.

'That came out sounding wrong, what I mean is that I don't want the two of us to just have sex, I want you to make love to me as though you mean it.....please.'

I was stunned and to be honest, had never thought about sex in any other way than just getting my leg over. Having sex with my sister and mother was different. Of course, I loved them, they were my family and I had grown up with them and my love for them was unconditional.

But Sandra was different, she was fit, hot and gorgeous, and of course, I wanted to fuck her, but I'd never let myself have feelings for her, she was my mother's partner and that perhaps would have been some kind of betrayal.

Looking at her for a moment, I realised it would be easy to let myself fall for her, well if that is what she wanted, I was prepared to take a chance. She must have been able to see the confusion in my mind as she lay next to me, allowing me time to figure it out before she moved her face closer to mine and kissed me.

It was slow and it was passionate, and it seemed to last forever as I tasted her lips and explored her mouth. For as long as the kiss lasted, I did not touch her breasts or fanny, contenting myself as my fingers ran up and down her spine and occasionally over her buttocks as she crushed herself against me and shivered with anticipation.

When at last my hand moved from her waist, over her ribcage and cupped her breast, I thought she was going to climax, her body shook and she was panting rapidly as for the first time ever she begged me, 'I want you to fuck me, Alex, I want to feel your cock inside my fanny, I want you to cum in me.'

I made her wait as I stroked the soft smooth skin of her beautiful tit's, one finger touching at the hard bud that was her nipple and feeling it get even bigger with her increasing arousal. When at last I slipped one hand onto the cheeks of her arse and squeezed her buttock and breast at the same time she actually did have a minor climax, her eyes fluttering and her mound pushing against my rock hard cock as she whispered that she loved me.

Sandra rolled onto her back, pulling me on top of her while fumbling for my cock and positioning it against her fanny as I sank deep inside her, a guttural cry slipping from her lips as her cunt expanded and accepted my shaft before gripping it tightly.

Fucking her slowly, I watched her beautiful orbs bounce back and forth each time my cock thudded into her fanny, one hand reaching out to massage the flesh and tweak her nipples. Her cunt was wet, and I could hear the squelching noises as my impetus increased, her eyes huge and staring at me as she urged me onwards her breathing now coming in rapid pants.

And then she was climaxing, her body shaking as my hips pumped my cock into her cunt, her back arched and she thrust her tit's at me as cum spurted from my shaft, making her quim even sloppier.

Collapsing down beside her, I took gulps of air, trying to get oxygen back into my lungs as my chest heaved. I noticed my mother and Becky watching us, smirks plastered across their faces after having had their fill of each other's bodies and watching our performance.

As exciting as the prospect of fucking three females seemed, let me tell you it is not. Having fucked Becky and then Sandra, I was knackered and having cum in Sandra's flue, I needed time to recover.

Luckily, everyone seemed to be of the same opinion, you can have too much sex you know. Sandra seemed very reticent to leave my side yet, content to lay next to me, her hand surreptitiously touching mine frequently.

One by one we resumed relaxing by the pool, taking an occasional dip and consuming more glasses of wine, my mother sitting next to me at one point.

'I haven't forgotten you, I'll come to your room later.'

And so, the afternoon turned into evening and then night, our last one, tomorrow morning we would head for the airport and then back to our home.

Having retired, I waited patiently, it must have been nearly midnight when a quiet knock came at my door and my mother entered, the silk robe she wore, clinging to her curves. As she shrugged it from her shoulders, I once again had the chance to admire her body, my cock immediately reacting to her nakedness. Slipping beneath the covers, I took her in my arms as we kissed, a slow tender meeting of lips and tongues as I ran my hand over her curves, feeling her shiver each time, I neared her breasts or groin.

'Does Sandra not mind you being here?' I asked, my cock pushing against her belly as it twitched sporadically.

'She's pre-occupied at the moment with your sister, though I may have to keep an eye on her, I have the feeling she is enamoured with you.'

I laughed it off and distracted her by sliding beneath the covers and between her open thighs, the scent of her musk mixed with perfume, was a heady smell as I opened her labia and slid my tongue inside her quim.

'Oh Alex, yes, that's perfect, just there, oh fuck,' the last came as I took her clit between my lips and applied pressure, my tongue flicking at its sensitive tip.

Keeping up my constant attention to her fanny and gripping her hips and buttocks firmly, I slowly built her arousal. She tried to squirm away from me as her climax approached, but I continued holding her tight, my tongue plunging in and out of her fanny and then my lips seeking her clit and sucking at it as my tongue flicked at the tiny bud which gave my mother so much pleasure.

With my mouth glued to her quim, I heard her voice go up several octaves as her hips tried to thrash in my grip and she began climaxing.

'Alex, oh fuck, Alex, oh god, oh yes......Yesss!'

Her body stretched tight, her hands grabbing at my hair as she pulled my mouth in tighter against her cunt, her juices seeping into my mouth as my tongue continued to prolong her release.

She wanted to return the favour, but I knew that once my cock was in her warm mouth, she would have me. Changing position so that my shaft was now opposite her face, I lifted her leg and plunged my head back between her thighs.

Returning to her pussy, I was suddenly distracted as I felt her warm mouth envelope the head of my shaft, her tongue teasing as her hand slid silkily up and down my rigid flesh.

It was a contest, as we both tried to make the other climax first, my tongue buried deep inside her fanny put me slightly ahead, especially as it left my hands free to play with her tit's and nipples.

But as her hand speeded up on my shaft and she sucked dementedly at my knob, I knew she was gaining ground. Despite my best efforts, I knew my climax was fast approaching as in desperation, I let go of her breast and reached over her hip, a single-digit stroking the puckered entrance of her arse and then deftly slipping inside her.

Mandy's mouth opened and momentarily she let go of her son's cock as she shook violently, her climax and orgasm so intense that she forgot about everything else as she cried her release he body thrashing as stars exploded behind her eyes and brain went into meltdown.

When she finally regained her senses, she was laid on her back and her legs were open. She opened her eyes, looking at Alex knelt between her thighs, a triumphant smile playing across his lips.

Before she could say anything, she felt the knob of his shaft push against her fanny, and then as she let out a gasp, he plunged into her, his cock touching every nerve ending as he filled her fanny.

With slow deliberate thrusts, he began to fuck her, leaning forward every so often as he kissed her mouth, her breasts and her nipples. She had no idea if he had always been this accomplished or whether it was something Sandra had taught him, whatever it was, he had already more than satisfied her she thought as her arousal built once more.

As her climax approached, Alex was leant forward on his arms, his hips a blur as he rammed his cock into her fanny. His mother's legs were around his waist pulling him deeper into her quim with each thrust until finally she watched his face change and felt his shaft twitch inside her and then his semen hit the back of her fanny and she orgasmed, calling his name loudly as she began to float.

Covered in perspiration they lay side by side, Alex glad that he had forgone her pleasures earlier in the day, that night had more than made up for it.

Lost in his thoughts, one thing still puzzled him as he asked his mother, 'All along, I thought it was Sandra that was somehow manipulating our family. It came as a surprise to learn that it was you, when did you decide that you wanted sex with me and Becky?'

Mandy sat up next to Alex, taking a while as she marshalled her thoughts, 'Your father couldn't accept that I could be attracted to another woman. I did not want us to split, that was his decision.

'I tried to explain to him that it was only sometimes and even tried to make it more attractive, asking if he would not like to occasionally share his bed with two women. But he just said it was disgusting and perverted and that he would leave.

'I did not want you or your sister to have those kinds of biased feelings, I love you both unconditionally and sex is just part of loving someone. What I told you the other day about still liking men was true, but I do not want to introduce another man into our lives and so long as you are happy with the arrangement, I don't have to.'

She slid back down as I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. It appeared she had no intention that night of returning to her own room as we made love again and finally fell asleep curled up together.

And so here I am, sitting on the flight back home, I close my eyes and wonder what the future will bring.

Becky seems eager to get home, whispering details of what she wants me to do to her once we are back.

Sandra keeps looking at me as though something had changed between us, no longer were we teacher and pupil and I wondered if in the future we would become lovers if my mother did not mind.

As for my mother, well it was something she had told me about last night, my father may not have fancied sharing his bed with two women, as for me. Well, bring it on was all I will say.



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