Week after he fucks his mom and teen sister in the shower they have a threesome in the kitchen. Includes anal, fingering and oral sex.
A week had passed since the shower.
Alex lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, the memory looping in his head like a porn movie he could not stop watching. Until that afternoon he had only ever thought of Helen as Mom. Now the image of her on her knees, tongue buried in Claire’s cum-filled cunt while he fucked her from behind, refused to leave him alone. His friends had always muttered that she was hot for a mom. He had never really looked. Not properly. Not until he had felt how tight and wet she still was, how greedily she had taken every thick pulse of his load.
And Claire, his teenage sister. Jesus. The way her toned swimmer’s body had moved under him, the hard curve of an ass you really could bounce a quarter off. No tan lines anywhere. He kept picturing the smooth, pale skin of her inner thighs slick with their mixed juices.
All week the three of them had circled each other carefully. Lingering glances across the dinner table. Nothing spoken. The air still carried the charged silence of what they had done.
Claire was at a swimming meet. Mom was in the kitchen baking. The warm smell of vanilla and sugar drifted down the hall.
“Alex, come taste the frosting for me,” she called.
He sighed, swung his legs off the bed, and walked out. She stood at the kitchen island wearing black Lululemon yoga pants that clung to every line of her hips and a tight white tank that left nothing to the imagination. Her nipples were poking clearly through the fabric. He had never noticed how long and shapely her legs were until that moment.
He stopped a few feet away. “Making another batch?”
Helen smiled without looking up from the bowl. “Your favorite. Thought you deserved a little treat after the week we’ve all had.”
Alex’s voice came out lower than he intended. “That’s not the only treat I’d like.”
Her cheeks flushed pink. She said nothing, only kept stirring. A generous amount of frosting sat in the bowl beside her.
He walked past her toward the fridge. As he squeezed by, his forearm brushed across the soft underside of one full breast. Both of them froze for a second. Neither spoke. The contact sent a hot jolt straight to his cock.
Helen set the spoon down, turned, and looked him dead in the eyes.
“I would like you to try the frosting.”
He reached for the bowl. She stopped him with a hand on his wrist.
“I have a better idea.”
She pulled her tank top down to her waist, and let her heavy breasts spill free. Without hesitation she scooped two thick fingers through the frosting and painted slow, sticky circles around each dark nipple until both peaks glistened.
“Now taste,” she said softly, “and see if you like it.”
Alex did not hesitate. He bent, took one frosted nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. The sweet frosting mixed with the warm salt of her skin. Helen’s head tipped back. A low moan spilled out of her. He switched to the other breast, tongue swirling, teeth grazing, smearing the frosting across the soft curves with his lips and chin. Her hands came up to cradle his head, holding him against her while he licked and sucked like a mad man.
His cock strained painfully against his shorts. He straightened, gripped her waist, and lifted her onto the edge of the island. Helen’s eyes widened in surprise. She had been lost in the feel of his mouth, but she did not protest. He yanked the yoga pants and underwear down her legs in one rough motion and dropped them on the floor.
Her pussy was neatly trimmed now, a tidy landing strip above smooth lips already glistening. Last week it had been a dark thatch. The change made his pulse hammer. She had been thinking about this too.
He spread her thighs and dragged his tongue slowly up the length of her slit. Helen gasped. He sealed his mouth over her clit and sucked, then licked lower, pushing his tongue inside her. Within minutes her juices were flowing freely, coating his chin, running down the crack of her ass and pooling on the cool granite. She rubbed her own frosted breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples while he ate her with long, greedy strokes. Her thighs began to shake. A broken cry tore from her throat as she came hard, clear fluid gushing over his tongue and flooding the bench beneath her.
Alex stood, shoved his shorts down, and tried to line up while she was still seated. The height was wrong. Frustrated, he pulled her off the island, spun her around, and bent her face-down over the edge. Her ass was presented perfectly, pussy still open and dripping from her orgasm. He gripped the base of his cock and thrusted into her pussy one long stroke.
Helen cried out in pure pleasure. He fucked her hard and deep, hips slamming forward, balls smacking wetly against her. She pushed back to meet every thrust, greedy for it. The wet slap of skin filled the kitchen. He lasted only a few minutes before his orgasm ripped through him. He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded his cum deep inside her cunt, pulsing until he had nothing left. He stayed pressed against her for a long moment, breathing hard, cock softening slightly inside her while the aftershocks rolled through both of them.
The front door opened.
Claire walked in still wearing her competition swimsuit under a thin summer dress, a towel draped around her neck. She stopped dead in the doorway. Alex stood behind their mother with his shorts around his ankles and his cock still half-hard and shiny with cum. Helen’s top was around her waist, yoga pants discarded, frosting smeared across her tits, and a visible trickle already leaking down the inside of one thigh. Cupcake batter and frosting were scattered across the island.
Claire’s eyes moved slowly over the scene. The wet cock was almost the least surprising part.
She walked forward. Neither of them moved. Helen made a half-hearted attempt to cover her breasts. Alex simply stood there breathing hard. Claire scooped a generous fingerful of the remaining frosting, stepped close, and painted it thickly up and down the length of her brother’s cock, coating every vein and the flared head until it glistened. The cool sweetness and the sight of her on her knees brought him back to full hardness almost at once. Then she dropped to her knees, opened her mouth wide, and took him in.
She did not start slow. She pushed forward until the thick head hit the back of her throat, swallowed around him, and held there, nose pressed to his lower stomach. Wet, gagging sounds filled the kitchen as she worked her throat muscles around the shaft. Spit and melted frosting ran down her chin in sticky strands. She pulled back just enough to breathe, tongue swirling hard around the head, sucking the mix of frosting, his cum, and their mother’s juices off him with loud, filthy slurps. One hand gripped the base of his cock and stroked what her mouth could not take. The other slid between her own thighs, rubbing over the damp crotch of her swimsuit. After a minute she pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit and frosting connecting her swollen lips to his cock. She looked up at Helen, eyes glassy, and smiled.
“How ironic. You made Alex’s favorite flavor. Passionfruit.”
Helen’s mouth curved into a wide, unrepentant grin. Alex’s cock twitched against Claire’s lips as the realization settled. None of this had been an accident.
Claire stood, stripped the thin dress over her head, and pointed at the island. “My turn. Get up there.”
Alex climbed onto the granite and lay back. Claire followed, straddled him, pulled the crotch of her one-piece hard to the side, and sank down onto his frosting-slick cock in one smooth, greedy motion. She was already soaked. Her tight, hot pussy stretched wide around him, taking every thick inch until she was fully seated. She did not ease into it. She rode him hard from the start, hips rolling and slamming down, the wet sound of her cunt taking him loud and obscene in the quiet room. Her swimsuit was still on, the fabric pulled tight across her full breasts, nipples stiff and visible. She braced her hands on his chest and fucked herself on his cock with deep, deliberate strokes, grinding her clit against his base on every downward thrust. Juices and frosting foamed around the place where they joined and ran down over his balls.
Helen moved to the side of the island, cupped the back of Alex’s head, and fed him one frosted breast. He sucked while she reached between her own legs and began fingering her cum-filled cunt. Juices and leftover frosting dripped from all three of them onto the bench. Claire’s arousal ran down Alex’s shaft and balls in thick streams. The sweet sticky mess spread wider with every movement.
They came almost together. Claire’s thighs clamped tight around his hips as she ground down hard and cried out, her pussy clamping and fluttering around his cock in strong, rhythmic pulses. Fresh clear fluid leaked out around his shaft and soaked the bench beneath them. Helen’s fingers worked faster. She shuddered and smeared her juices over the growing puddle on the granite. Alex thrust up hard and emptied another thick load into his sister’s spasming cunt, feeling every spurt get milked out of him by her gripping walls. This time the orgasm left him softer. He stayed inside her for a few slow breaths, enjoying the feel of her still fluttering around him, before she carefully climbed off. A thick mix of his cum and her juices immediately began to leak from her stretched pussy and drip onto the island.
Claire looked at the mess of their mixed cum and frosting on the island, then at Alex. “That’s a huge mess you made. You get to clean it. Both of us are going to watch.”
He reached for a cloth. Claire shook her head.
“No. You lick it clean.”
Alex grinned, the memory of Claire’s tongue lick his cum off shower tiles flashing hot through him. He bent over the island and dragged his tongue through the thickest smear of combined cum and frosting. The taste was filthy and sweet. He licked slowly, thoroughly, collecting every streak, every drip that had run toward the edge. Helen and Claire stood close, watching in silence as he cleaned the granite with long, deliberate strokes of his tongue.
After a while Helen sank to the floor between his spread legs, took his softened cock into her mouth, and began sucking him slowly while he continued to lick. The heat of her mouth and the sight of Claire peeling the cum-and-frosting-stained swimsuit down her body brought him back to hardness by the time he had finished most of the mess. Claire stood fully naked now, her toned body glistening, thighs still shiny with their mixed juices, eyes fixed on the sight of her mother’s lips stretched around her brother’s cock.
Alex came again with a low groan, pulsing across Helen’s tongue. He needed a longer moment this time, leaning on the edge of the island, chest rising and falling, while Claire waited.
“That’s clean enough,” she said at last.
She guided Helen back against the edge of the island and dropped to her knees, spreading her mother’s thighs wide. She licked slowly up the sticky mess coating Helen’s cunt, tongue flat and thorough, scooping up cum, frosting, and juices. She pushed her tongue deep inside, fucking her mother with it, then sealed her lips around the swollen clit and sucked hard. Helen moaned and pushed against her daughter’s mouth, one hand fisting in Claire’s damp hair.
Watching them was enough. Alex’s cock stiffened fully again. He stepped behind Claire, bent her forward over the island right beside their mother, and thrust into her pussy in one hard stroke. At the same time he reached across and pushed two fingers deep into Helen’s swollen, freshly licked cunt. He fucked Claire with steady, powerful strokes, the wet grip of her walls sliding along every inch of him, while his fingers curled and pumped inside their mother. Helen’s pussy was hot and slick, still loose from earlier, and he could feel the remnants of his own cum coating his knuckles as he forced his fingers deeper into his mother’s cunt. Claire’s cunt clenched around his cock with every thrust. He switched without warning, pulling free of Claire with a wet sound and driving into Helen’s pussy instead. His fingers now worked Claire, two then three, stretching her open, rubbing hard against the front wall while his thumb circled her clit. Both women moaned freely, hips pushing back and down onto whatever filled them.
He looked down and saw them locked in a deep, open-mouthed kiss, tongues sliding together while he used them. The sight nearly finished him. He scooped more of the remaining frosting from the bowl and smeared it thickly around and into Helen’s tight asshole, pushing a frosting-coated finger past the ring to open her up. She was so lost in Claire’s mouth that she only realized what he was doing when the head of his cock pressed against the slick, stretched ring and pushed inside. A sharp squeal left her as the thick head forced its way past the tight muscle. He kept pushing, slow and relentless, until his hips were flush against her ass and every inch of him was buried in the hot, clenching heat of her hole. He fucked her ass with long, deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out so she could feel the stretch of the ridge of his head, then slamming back in until his balls slapped against her dripping pussy.
Claire watched with a wicked grin. She scraped the last of the frosting from the sides of the bowl, reached back, and painted her own asshole thoroughly, pushing a finger inside herself to spread it. Then she looked over her shoulder at Alex, arched her back, and wiggled her hips in clear invitation.
He pulled free of Helen’s ass and lined up with Claire’s. The frosting Claire had pushed into her own ass made the entry smooth than his moms which surprised him. He pushed in slowly, watching her tight ring stretch wide around the thick head of his cock, then deeper, inch by inch, until his hips were flush against her ass and she was panting. He started fucking her with the same deep, punishing rhythm, the tight heat of her ass gripping him harder than her pussy ever had. Helen dropped to her knees on the floor between Claire’s spread feet, facing outward. From there she leaned in and licked Claire’s dripping pussy, then higher to Alex’s balls and the base of his shaft while her son fucked her daughter’s ass.
The triple sensation of Claire’s ass and Helen’s tongue working both of them from below was too much. Alex’s orgasm slammed into him with brutal force. His hips jerked hard against Claire’s ass as the first of his cum blasted deep into her. He groaned loudly, fingers digging into her hips, holding her tightly while pulse after heavy pulse of his cum flooded her. The ring of her ass milked him, squeezing and rippling around his shaft with every spurt. Cum began to leak out around his cock almost immediately, forced out by the pressure, running in streaks down over her dripping pussy and onto Helen’s waiting tongue. He kept thrusting through it, short, shallow strokes that pushed more of his load deeper even as it overflowed, until the last weak pulses faded and his cock began to soften inside her.
He stayed buried for several long seconds, chest heaving, watching the excess cum continue to leak from Claire’s stretched hole in slow, sticky dribbles. When he finally pulled free, a heavy glob of white followed, trailing from the head of his cock to her open ass before breaking and landing on Helen’s chin. Claire’s hole stayed slightly open for a moment, the pink ring glistening and gaping, cum continuing to seep out and run down the insides of her thighs in messy trails.
Alex collapsed onto the kitchen floor, back against the cabinet, spent. His cock lay soft and shiny against his thigh, still twitching with aftershocks.
Helen looked down at him, eyes bright, lips shiny with their combined juices and his cum. “Done so soon? That’s a shame. Maybe next time you’ll last longer.”
Claire, still bent over the island, reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks wider, deliberately showing him the cum still leaking from her. She glanced over her shoulder, voice husky and satisfied.
“Yeah. Next time you’re going to fill both of us properly before you get to quit.”
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