Mom taught me to play with my older sister

The warm morning light streamed in through the curtains. I lazily opened my eyes and turned to look at my mother, who was nestled in my arms.
My mother is forty-five years old this year. She is a powerful businesswoman who has made a name for herself in the business world. She divorced my father seven years ago. Unable to bear the loneliness of being alone, she seduced me. Her fifteen-year-old son slept with her, and we have been living as husband and wife ever since. However, in recent years, as my mother has gotten older, her sexual ability has declined, and she can no longer satisfy my sexual needs as before.
Take last night, for example. After browsing mature women's websites, my libido was greatly aroused. I picked up my mother, who was watching TV, and threw her on the bed to have sex with her. The first time, I hadn't even ejaculated before my mother was exhausted. The second and third times, my mother could only lie on top of me and use her sexy mouth and skillful hands to satisfy me.
Gazing at my sleeping mother, her mature body shimmering in the sunlight, her large, slightly sagging breasts lay flat on the bed, their reddish-brown nipples pressed against my chest, undulating with her even breathing.
A plump, snow-white arm was wrapped around my neck, the hair under her armpit neatly shaved. A few folds of fat marred her swollen waist, but I always found them alluring; when I was on top of her, I could feel their warmth and embrace.
One of my mother's long legs was fully open, the other nestled between mine, her restless feet pressed tightly against my penis. Her feet were one of the parts of my mother's body I was particularly fond of—plump, white, and exuding a unique fragrance; I always licked them to my heart's content before making love with her.
I don't like women with a lot of body hair, so my mother regularly shaves the hair on her arms, armpits, and thighs. For aesthetic reasons, I allowed her to keep her thick, shiny black pubic hair. Underneath that thick black pubic hair is my old slut who has been fighting for several years. Her two thick, black labia, after twenty years of fighting, are tired and open outwards. The exposed vagina is slightly red and swollen from last night's hard fucking and contains some of my semen and my mother's vaginal fluid.
Looking at my mother's large, white, pig-like body in the sunlight, I couldn't help but press my lips to her soft lips. My mother, still asleep, naturally opened her mouth and put her tongue in mine, our tongues intertwining. Aroused, I ruthlessly inserted my left middle finger into her sticky vagina, thrusting in and out about twenty times. My mother opened her eyes, sighed, and whispered, "Good son, please spare me. Last night you almost killed me. Now I can't move my legs, and my lower body hurts terribly. At my age, if you really fuck me to death, you won't even have time to cry."
I relentlessly increased the speed of my finger's thrusts in and out of her vagina, while my right hand grabbed one of her large breasts and kneaded and played with it, saying, "What should I do? My cock is about to burst. You can't just watch me take care of it myself, can you?"
My mother looked at my erect penis and helplessly said, "How about this, I'll give your sister a call..." "Call her to see if she's home, let her keep you company, I'm really powerless to help."
My sister, in my opinion, is a real beauty. She inherited her genes, is tall, voluptuous, and has fair skin. At twenty-five, she is at the peak of her womanly charm. Long before I had sex with my mother, I had a crush on my sister. I often secretly watched her shower and masturbated while smelling her bra and panties that she had just changed. Unfortunately, before I could make a move, my sister married and moved to the United States. A few years ago, after divorcing her American husband, my sister returned to China and started an advertising company. To avoid disturbing my mother and me, my sister, who works long hours, bought another house in the villa area where we live. This way, it wouldn't affect her work and she could visit my mother and me often. After the three of us had been living together for a while, my sister realized that my mother and I had an improper relationship, but due to face and external pressure, she could only turn a blind eye.
My sister's return fueled my passion, and my desire to have sex with her grew stronger. Even when I was having sex with my mother, I could only think of my sister's white, fleshy body. Many times I tried to seduce her with words, but she skillfully avoided me.
My mother sensed my thoughts. One day, she mixed a special drug into my sister's dinner. Before she finished eating, she lost consciousness. My mother took my hand and said, "Good son, I know you like your sister. I'll do anything to make you happy. Besides, I'm getting old. Someone has to serve your big cock. It's better to have sex with your sister than with someone else. Today, I'll make her submit to you, so she won't want any other man, only your big cock."
I said passionately. I kissed my mother and said, "Mom, I've been fucking you for years, don't you believe in my abilities? Don't worry, even if I get my sister, I'll still cherish you, love you, and fuck you until I fuck you to death."
My mother reached into my pants, gripped my penis tightly, and stroked it a few times, saying, "My darling husband, stop being silly and get down to business. With your sister's stubborn personality, she won't easily give in just because of your big penis. I'm going to turn on all the lights in the bedroom and get the video camera ready to record the whole thing." "When she wakes up, I'll use the video to blackmail her into accepting this fact. With both of our slutty pussyes, your big cock should be satisfied."
Mom went into the bedroom to prepare. I sat next to my sister, looking at her peach-blossom face, my heart suddenly felt like it had stopped beating. With a nervous yet joyful heart, I whispered to my unconscious sister, "Good sister, today you finally belong to me."
I gently placed my voluptuous sister on the bed in the bedroom, and said to Mom, who was fiddling with the camera, "Mom, take off your clothes. I don't want to distance myself from you because of fucking my sister. I'll fuck you after I'm done with her, but don't be too impatient. You have to film this well."
Mom said while taking off her clothes, "Don't worry, baby. I'll definitely make the best incest porn in the world. Mom has never seen you fuck another woman before. I can't wait. Start now."
I quickly stripped naked and lay down next to my sister. My sister was like a precious ivory sculpture; I wanted to appreciate her and savor her slowly.
My sister's jet-black hair accentuated her fair and radiant skin, compelling me to kiss her earlobes, her rosy cheeks, her full forehead, her tightly closed eyes, her delicate nose, and finally, her sensual, warm lips.
My tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, releasing her sweet breath. I sucked hard on her soft tongue, my labored breathing causing her to open her mouth even wider, her hands and feet twitching uncontrollably. My tongue continued its downward exploration, licking from her pointed chin to her breasts.
My sister was wearing a very professional black suit. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and a pair of high, large breasts appeared before my eyes. The black bra barely covered half of her breasts, and the deep cleavage rose and fell with her powerful breaths. I laboriously reached my hands behind her back to unhook the bra and pulled it up above her breasts. A pair of breasts, no longer restrained by the bra, trembled and jumped out. I cupped my sister's breasts in my hands and kept licking them with my tongue.
Soon, my sister's pink nipples hardened and enlarged. I couldn't resist biting them hard. My sister let out a muffled cry, which startled me so much that I jumped off the bed, terrified and covered in a cold sweat. My mother, who was filming, came over and said, "Don't be afraid, baby. The medicine I gave your sister is enough to keep her asleep for 12 hours. You can play with her as much as you want."
Seeing that my sister was still asleep, I felt relieved and continued my exploration. After playing with my sister's breasts for a while, my tongue moved to my sister's abdomen. My sister's lower abdomen was slightly protruding, with several light brown spots radiating across her belly. Her navel was small and beautiful, unlike my mother's, which was dark and deep.
My sister was wearing a black skirt that went past her knees. I pulled the hem of the skirt up to her waist. Because I pulled too hard, my sister let out another "Oh." This time, I was prepared and ignored her, continuing with my work.
I slowly rolled down my sister's black pantyhose and white cotton panties, inch by inch, until finally revealing a pair of plump, white, and tender feet. I swallowed hard, thinking, "No rush, I'll lick this after I've finished licking my sister's big, juicy pussy." I turned my head and stared at the area covered by neat, dark pubic hair. Today, I could finally possess it.
I pressed my face close to my sister's pussy and gently parted her deep red labia with my fingers. Her vagina was already wet, and vaginal fluid flowed from deep within, forming strands that intertwined and clung to her labia. I pressed my mouth hard against my sister's pussy. Ah! It still tasted like it did years ago—fishy, pungent, and salty. There was no taste in the world that excited me more, that aroused me more.
I licked my sister's pussy greedily, wishing I could swallow it all with my tongue. As I licked, her vaginal fluids kept flowing out, and my sleeping sister began to moan "Oh, ah." Her moans only heightened my arousal, so I inserted my right middle and index fingers into her vagina and pumped them in and out, sucking every last drop of the vaginal fluid into my mouth.
After ten minutes of this, my mouth, face, and hands were covered in my sister's vaginal fluids. Then I grabbed my sister's feet and licked them wildly. My sister's feet smelled wonderful, and I especially loved licking her toes with their bright red nail polish. While licking my sister's feet, I used my toes to pump in and out of her overflowing vagina.
After warming up, I sat up, adjusted my breathing, and began to undress my sister piece by piece. My naked sister looked exceptionally smooth and dazzling under the light. I spread her plump legs, knelt between them, and lifted her large, white buttocks with both hands. I placed my large penis against her large, juicy vulva, rubbing it back and forth a few times. My glans was already covered in vaginal fluid. I slowly inserted my penis into my sister's vagina.
Her vagina was tight and warm, unlike my mother's, which was so loose it could practically run a train. My penis began to slowly thrust in and out of her vagina. After several dozen thrusts, my unconscious sister began to have a physiological response, moaning intermittently. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, nose, and neck. I increased the force of my thrusts and used all the techniques I had accumulated from making love with my mother.
My sister's vagina began to open and close as if trying its best to cooperate with me. An unprecedented pleasure swept through my body. I grabbed my sister's fat feet with one hand and put them in my mouth to lick them wildly. With the other hand, I pressed down on my sister's swollen clitoris and rubbed and squeezed it hard, while thrusting even more frantically. After seven or eight hundred thrusts, I pulled my penis out of her vagina. As I pulled out my penis, my sister's vagina seemed to suddenly open a long-closed gate, and a large gush of vaginal fluid "plop" out, wetting my legs and a large area of the bed sheet.
I turned my sister over and tried to do a doggy style, but I couldn't keep her buttocks in a raised position. Helpless, I could only ask my mother for help. My mother, who was filming, was also very lustful when she saw the scene of my sister and me having sex. She held the camera in one hand and touched her old cunt with the other, her legs covered in vaginal fluid.
Seeing that I couldn't handle my sister's body, Mom fixed the camera and came over. "Silly son, you're so stupid! I've wasted all these years teaching you how to fuck. Just put a few pillows under her belly and her ass will stick out." The old fox is shrewd; I arched my sister's back, and Mom put three pillows under her belly, and her ass immediately stuck out.
Looking at Mom's face, flushed with lust, I felt a pang of guilt. "Mom, how about I serve you first?"
Mom, tears welling in her eyes, bit her lower lip to hold back her tears, saying, "My good son, I haven't spoiled you for nothing, but tonight is your and your sister's wedding night. After tonight, you'll still be my husband. Your sister is busy with work and can only call you occasionally. We don't care about this little bit. Let's focus on fucking your sister." What a great mother!
"Then just bear with it for a while. I'll take good care of you after I'm done with you."
Because of the support, the weight of her entire body leaned forward, concentrating on her head. The pressure caused her neck to tilt to the right, pressing her right side against the mattress. Her arms lay lifelessly on the bed. The difficulty breathing and the pressure on her face caused her to open her mouth wide, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth and mingling with the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina. Her buttocks were exceptionally beautiful, large, smooth, and white. I slapped them, and her plump buttocks immediately began to tremble.
My sister's anus looked like a bright red little flower bud. I was sure it had never been penetrated by a big cock. After licking my sister's anus wildly for a while, I wanted to use my big cock to break my sister's virginity. But then I thought about how I had fucked my mother's anus for the first time, and how she screamed in pain and couldn't get out of bed for three days afterward. So I gave up. What if I woke my sister up in pain? It would be difficult to continue. Anyway, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. My sister's anus would be mine sooner or later.
I gripped my cock and easily inserted it into my sister's cunt from behind. To prevent my sister's body from jerking forward, I pressed down hard on my sister's buttocks and started thrusting harder and harder. My sister, who had been silent, started moaning involuntarily because her cunt was being stimulated by my big cock. After fucking her like this for another four or five hundred times, my big cock uncontrollably ejaculated in my sister's warm and tight cunt, which was overflowing with vaginal fluid. The hot semen filled my sister's vagina.
I helped my sister turn over, and without even wiping the semen that was all over her genitals, I pulled my mother, who was already completely lost in the act, over and laid her down next to my sister. My mother eagerly grabbed my penis, which was covered in vaginal fluid, and started sucking on it. I, without any hesitation, lay down on my mother's warm, plump belly
and licked her large, dark cunt. In no time, my penis was erect again. To make up for not having fucked my sister's anus earlier, I thrust my penis into my mother's anus, which was already fully stretched open from my countless previous encounters. My mother and I were both very experienced in sex, and a fierce struggle brought us both satisfaction.
After the battle, I held my sister and mother for a short rest before launching a second attack on my sister. I fucked my mother, then my sister, then my mother, continuing like this until four in the morning when I was completely exhausted. I then went to the small bedroom next door with my mother and we fell asleep in each other's arms.
I was woken up by my mother in my sleep. I vaguely heard crying coming from the next bedroom. It must be my sister who had woken up and was heartbroken to see the bite marks and scratches all over her body, as well as the dried semen all over her body (last night, except for the first time I ejaculated inside her vagina, I sprayed all my semen into her mouth, navel, breasts, fat feet, and buttocks). She knew what had happened and was very upset. I wanted to go and comfort my sister, but my mother, who was naked and wrapped around me, pressed me down onto the bed.
"Son, if you go over now, you'll only make things worse. I'll go and talk to your sister first. Wait for me to call you before you go." My mother put on her pajamas, picked up the camera and videotape, and went to my sister's room. I waited anxiously for my mother's message with a heart full of unease. I was really afraid that my mother would not be able to persuade my stubborn sister, and that my sister would never talk to me again. Then I would never be able to taste my sister's beautiful body again.
Time ticked by, and I heard my sister's sobs gradually weaken. Mom's persuasion of her must have worked. About an hour later, Mom returned to my room with a victorious smile, plopped down on my lap, and gave me a big kiss, saying,
"My dear son, you deserve a huge reward! Under my coaxing and threats, your sister finally accepted the truth, but she's a little reluctant. Go over and say a few sweet words to comfort her. Your sister has always been very fond of you; you really hurt her this time."
I kissed Mom hard back, pretending to be angry, and said, "You old slut, you're putting all the blame on me and pretending to be innocent. If you hadn't drugged my sister, I wouldn't have been able to have sex with her. We're both the masterminds behind the rape of my sister; neither of us can accuse the other."
Mom and I went into my sister's room one after the other. My sister, sitting on the edge of the bed, saw me and started crying again. I knelt down in front of her, hugged her legs, and pretended to be very guilty, saying to her:
"Sister, please forgive me. I've liked you for a long time. You've always been my goddess. I was devastated after you got married and went to America. You can ask Mom; the day you left, I locked myself in my room for days without eating or drinking. I even thought about going to America to kill the man who married you. What right did he have to possess you? Did he deserve you?! For years, I've been going crazy thinking about you. I was so happy when you left that jerk and came home. I've been longing to be with you all this time, dreaming about it constantly. I am your brother, that's true, but I am also a man. I know what I did to you last night was irrational, but I really couldn't think of any other way to get close to you."
As I spoke, I took a knife out of my pocket and held it in front of my sister. "Sister, if you can't forgive me, just stab me a few times as punishment. If you can't do it, I'll do it myself." I turned the knife around and pretended to stab myself. My sister panicked. She grabbed my knife-wielding hand with both of hers, her eyes filled with fear and pleading. "Good brother, don't do anything foolish. I forgive you. No matter what you did to your sister, I forgive you. Please put the knife down."
My mother, who had been watching the situation unfold, seized the opportunity to persuade my sister. "Daughter, your brother did what he did last night out of desperation. He likes you so much. He's rejected many girlfriends he's been introduced to, mostly because of you. You can't let your brother down. You can probably see that my relationship with your brother is more than just mother and son. To be shameless, at my age, how many more days can I take care of him? From now on, I'll have to rely on you. If you can't accept this, then get out of here right now, and I won't acknowledge you as my daughter anymore."
My mother's words, a mix of soft and hard approaches, actually made my sister feel a little guilty towards me. She hugged me tightly and said affectionately, " "Good little brother, I know you like me. From now on, if you want anything, just tell me directly, and I'll make sure you're satisfied. But you have to promise me one thing: you're not allowed to use drugs to harm me again."
Seeing that my sister had accepted me, I became even more brazen and made a request to her, "Good sister, now you're my wife, and I, as your husband, also have a request: you're not allowed to let any other man touch you. If I find out you're with that man, I'll use this knife to castrate him. Anyway, our family is rich and powerful; even if I hurt a few people, the police won't dare to do anything to me."
Hearing my words, my sister pretended to be accusing my mother and said, "Look at the good son you raised, a complete scoundrel." I said smugly, "I am a scoundrel, first a scoundrel of Mom, now a scoundrel of my sister."
Before I could finish speaking, my mother and sister's fists came flying at me. I dodged while shouting, "Help!" "My eldest and second wives are going to kill their husbands!"
From then on, my mother, sister, and I lived a life that no one else could imagine. For a while, my sister was always reserved when the three of us made love in bed. After all, it would take some time for my reserved and conservative sister to fully accept this fact. My mother saw my sister's thoughts. In order to make my sister fully adapt to our incestuous life, my mother often showed my sister pornographic films about mother-son incest and sister-brother incest. She also ordered an extra-large bed from a furniture factory for the three of us to use for making love. Gradually, my sister got used to this kind of sex. Sometimes, in order to increase my mother's sexual desire, my sister and I would kiss my mother passionately, suck her breasts, lick her vulva, touch her vagina, and play with her fat feet. My mother would also play with my sister like this. In this way, my mother, sister, and I truly began our lewd incestuous life.

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