Date: Tue, 23 May 2023 06:30:35 +0200 From: Lacey Kinks Subject: Give Him What He Wants - Part 3 (Bisexual / Incest) GIVE HIM WHAT HE WANTS -- PART 3 A story by Lacey Kinks (laceyk@petlover.com) [Author's note: Please DON'T read this story if you're offended by incest, or sex involving minors. This tale is a work of pure fiction and is not intended to endorse or promote any of the practices it depicts. But please DO find a way to support this wonderful website. You can do that at https://donate.nifty.org .] ************************ "What are you doing?" It was a simple enough question. And the answer, while shocking, was also pretty straightforward. The three of us -- myself and my older brother and sister -- were recovering from the amazing sex we'd just had. I'd dressed up as a girl so that I could entice Ben to fuck me in the ass with his beautiful big cock. And Zoe, who'd aided and abetted the seduction, had both sucked me and masturbated herself to orgasm while Ben was filling me with his creamy spunk. And if there were any doubt about all of that, the evidence was pretty compelling. There I was, in makeup and my sister's school uniform, with my brother's massive and semi-hard manhood still crammed inside of me, enjoying a three-way kiss, with the taste of my own cum on Zoe's lips. Of course none of us said any of that. We just stared aghast at the figure watching us from the doorway. Wondering how long our mother had been there, and just how much she had seen. Wanting to find some innocent explanation, or at least a vaguely plausible excuse. And utterly failing. "Ben, Zoe ..." Mum's voice was ominously calm. But there could be no doubt about the eruption that was coming. "What in HELL do you think you're playing at? Do you even know just how WRONG it is, what you're doing? No, wrong's not the word I want here. It's WICKED and PERVERTED, that's what it is! You're too young -- FAR too young! Jason's only ELEVEN for God's sake! And you're related too! Brothers and sisters are NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE SEX! "Ben, how could you do that to your brother? How could you even think about ... about VIOLATING him? And Jason, what in God's name are you doing dressed like that? In case you hadn't noticed, you're NOT A GIRL! And as for you, young lady, is that SEMEN on your face? And don't think I don't recognise your handiwork, either! It's bad enough to have one ... one SLUT in the family, without you turning your brother into another!" Or at least, that's what I was expecting. Only somehow, it wasn't what she said. Instead, she frowned and asked: "How come you decided to play with your new sister and didn't invite me to join you? Don't you want me anymore?" Her tone of voice conveyed sorrow rather than anger. And a mock sorrow at that. The twinkle in her eyes suggested that she was having to work very hard to hold back a smile. The three of us looked at one another. Zoe and Ben were clearly as taken aback as I was. But there was something else there as well, I could see them glancing at one another, then at Mum. And she noticed it as well. "You two do talk to one another, right? I mean, when you're not too busy fucking?" The truly shocking thing wasn't that she knew what they'd been up to. Hell, even I'd worked that out. It was her use of the F-word. It just sounded so strange. In private, the three of us kids swore just as often as our friends. Or at least Ben and I did. Even at the age of twelve, Zoe was more foul-mouthed than just about anyone I knew. But never in front of our parents, unless we wanted to shock our seemingly genteel mother or risk some fire and brimstone from our God-fearing father. I was already beginning to realise that, just as I'd discovered with my grandfather, there might be an awful lot more to Mum than met the eye. The woman herself was still looking at her eldest children, though now an incredulous smile was spreading across her face. "So you didn't tell each other what we were doing?" With an effort, my brother freed his cock from the tight embrace of my previously virgin boy pussy. I had to make a conscious effort to relax as he withdrew and then felt unaccountably empty. Ben swung round to face Mum, making no effort to cover himself or to stem the drip of cum as it leaked from his now flaccid member. He stared at his mother, then turned to Zoe as realisation finally dawned. "Wait, are you and Mum ... ?" But his sister had found her voice as well, and characteristically she spoke right over the top of him. "You're fucking her as well as me? Seriously?" They gaped at one another, then returned their gaze to Mum. "You told us not to say anything!' said Zoe accusingly. "Well duh," responded Mum. "I didn't expect you to actually keep it to yourselves!" She turned to me. "Though I really would be surprised if you told the other two about Grandpa, Jas- ... I mean, Vanessa." "Told us what?" demanded Ben, turning to me, although his gaze kept flicking back to his sister and mother, almost as if he couldn't decide who he should be looking at. I'd never seen my fourteen-year-old brother quite so rattled. "Um," I said, "well ..." "It's okay dear, I know all about it," said Mum with a reassuring smile. "You can tell them." I wasn't at all reassured. But haltingly, I told the story of what had happened with Grandpa - though I left out the part where he had helped me plan how to get Ben to fuck me. Nor did I mention that it was he who had told me what Zoe and Mum were doing. Zoe and Ben were clearly shocked to hear that Grandpa and I had been sucking each other's cocks. But any inclination they might have had to condemn me was quickly quashed by Mum, who pointed out that Zoe had shown no reticence about having sex with her mother. And as for Ben, hadn't he just got a blowjob from his brother? "But I thought she was a girl," protested Ben "Yes," said Mum patiently, "but that didn't stop you from fucking him even after you found out, did it? Although," she said, turning an admiring look towards me, "I have to confess he does make a very sexy girl, especially in that uniform. She, I mean." "Do you really think so?" I said, blushing for the umpteenth time that afternoon." "Oh god yes! And I love your makeup too ... Come here and give your mother a kiss." I responded automatically, moving towards her and shaping to deliver the kind of brief, slightly embarrassed peck on the cheek that an eleven-year-old boy might typically bestow on his mother. But it was dawning on me that there was nothing at all ordinary about our family. So it was not a complete shock to find myself locking lips with Mum and feeling her tongue probing against mine in the most delicious way. What was genuinely shocking, however, was the way her hand reached under my skirt to fondle my cocklet, which instantly sprang back to life. Not to mention the way she drew my hand to her boob and invited me to stroke it through the light fabric of her cheesecloth blouse. I could tell from the first wonderful touch that she wasn't wearing a bra. Unlike my sister, I had never had sexual thoughts about my mother. But she was a young woman, still just twenty-nine. She had been only fifteen when she had Ben. We had never got to hear the story of how that happened, though it must have caused quite the scandal, given the religious zealotry of Dad and his family. Her breasts were still firm, and they felt amazing under my enthusiastic hands - especially when she invited me to unbutton her top and feel them directly, then start kissing and licking them. There was movement alongside me, and there was Zoe, first sharing a kiss of her own with Mum, and then lowering her head to join me in worshipping the beautiful mounds of creamy flesh. I glanced sideways at my sister. "Beautiful, aren't they?" said Zoe with a happy grin, as she worked away at the exposed breast, nipping gently at it with her teeth and eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her mother. "They certainly are," I said reverentially, before tentatively trying the same trick with the nipple in my mouth and getting a similar response. "Though yours are cuter," I added loyally, which prompted an affectionate pat on my bottom from my sister, before her hand snaked under my skirt and started stroking my stiff little cocklet. I'm not sure I would have lasted very long, but at that point Mum informed us rather plaintively that she had "somewhere else that's very wet and desperate for attention." "Hey Vanessa," said Zoe brightly, "wanna show Mum just how good you are at licking pussy?" "Uh, sure," I said, though I felt anything but. Even on the smallest of sample sizes, Zoe seemed to have developed a great deal of confidence in my oral abilities. "You'll love it," she assured Mum, who stripped off her clothes and lay back on the bed and opened her legs for me And love it she did - as did I. My initial nervousness disappeared the minute that my questing tongue located Mum's clit and I felt her shudder, then call out: "Oh yeah baby, that's it, lick Mummy's cunt, taste how juicy it is!" Juicy was right too. It poured out of her, not as sweet as Zoe's discharge, but thicker and more intense. It helped too that she was completely hairless, so there was nothing to obstruct my exploration of her smooth, shaven slit. Mum was so turned on that I suspected I could have just blown on her and made her come. As it was, even with my enthusiastic but inexperienced licking, it took mere minutes for her to reach her first orgasm. Her cries were muffled, because Zoe had squatted down and was grinding her own pussy against her mother's face. Not to be left out, Ben was standing on the bed, palms against the wall to steady himself as he plunged his cock into his sister's willing mouth. It was all I could do not to come myself as my eyes lifted from my mother's wet, twitching pussy to admire the action. I had always loved the sight of my brother's beautiful big dick plunging into my sister's pretty mouth. But watching it took on new meaning now, after I had so recently tasted it myself and then had it crammed into my tight but welcoming ass. Because now I knew just how good it felt. And that was not all. I could look down Zoe's slim, naked, twelve-year-old body, the inspiration for so many of my solitary climaxes, and watch it shudder with pleasure as her glistening gash all but smothered her mother's slurping mouth. Her hands were busy too, one fondling Ben's taut ball sack while the other did the same to one of Mum's heaving breasts. Emulating her, I reached up to find Mum's other boob. As I squeezed it, then stroked the stiff nipple, I was rewarded with more gasps and yet another rush of cunt juice. After Mum had come for a second time, and induced her daughter to emit another set of muffled shrieks, she sat up and pulled the two of us into a tight hug. "And here was I thinking I only had one girl with a taste for eating pussy," she laughed. Then she turned to Ben, who was impatiently stroking his boner. Either Zoe had been too distracted to give him relief, or he'd chosen to hold off from coming. "I think it's time you showed your sisters just how good you can make Mummy feel, don't you Benny?" His hungry grin as she said that made me think that his restraint had been deliberate and that he'd been awaiting this very opportunity. But Mum still had a surprise in store for him. After settling down on hands and knees at the end of the bed and wiggling her rump invitingly, she stopped him as he was about to slide his throbbing shaft into her dripping wet cunt. "Not there, dear. Aim a little higher." Ben looked thunderstruck. "You want me to ... fuck you in the ass?" "Oh yes. It's what you wanted, isn't it? And if it's good enough for your little bro- ... I mean, little sister, I think I should be able to manage it as well. Though perhaps you might use a little of Vanessa's lube? It's only been a week or so since I last I took one up the bum, but even so ..." As Ben, hardly able to believe his luck, first greased up his mother's puckered asshole then eased his thick cock inside, I wondered just who it was who had so recently had anal sex with Mum. With what I was rapidly learning about her, I was beginning to think that it may not have been Dad ... Something made me turn around to look at Zoe. She was looking at me with a calculating expression. She glanced down at my stiff little dick, then smiled. "Well, if you and Mum can take it ..." Without saying anything further, she got up on the bed next to her mother, grabbed the lube and slathered some over her butt, then looked back at me expectantly. "Really?" I said incredulously. "Yes, really," she shot back. "What, you haven't fucked a girl before? C'mon Vanessa,just put it in there and give me what I want!" At the age of eleven, and a shy and nervous eleven at that, I hadn't fucked a girl anywhere, let alone in the ass - and I was positive Zoe knew that. But again, her confidence in me was doing wonders for my self-esteem. And that feeling of assurance only grew when i had to talk her through the process of relaxing enough to let me penetrate her tight sphincter. Because somehow, for all the disparity in our sexual experience, this was something I knew how to do and she didn't. "Oh," she exclaimed as I pushed past her defences. "Ohhh!" "Feels good, doesn't it?" I said, hoping that was as true for her as it was for me. I hadn't been entirely sure what to expect, but with her tight, hot passage clenching my rock-hard little dick, I was loving the feeling of being buried inside my sister. "Oh fuck yeah!" she answered fervently. "It feels so ... I don't know, can't really describe it, it's just so ..." "It is, isn't it?" I agreed, exchanging a smile as we bonded over, of all things, the feeling of a cock up our butt. If I'd had to guess what might break the ice between us and build a relationship out of more than just forlorn longing on my part and icy disdain on hers, I might have nominated, I don't know, a video game? But never this. "Okay, so you're inside me," said Zoe, breaking into my reflection. "Now fuck that ass, sis!" Beside me, Ben was pounding Mum's butt, the smack of his groin against her rounded, fleshy buttocks clearly audible - at least when it wasn't being drowned out by her obscene imprecations. "That's it Benny, fuck me with your big cock, fuck me harder, deeper! Give me all you got! I want you to fill my ass with your spunk!" Once again, the shock of hearing those words come out of my previously prim and proper mother's mouth hit hard. But now it was more thrilling than disturbing. I did my best to emulate my brother's assault, even though I lacked his size and energy. But unused to the feeling of being inside a woman, it took me a little while to get into any kind of rhythm with my thrusting - and Zoe's ass was so tight that I couldn't manage anywhere near Ben's pace. But even as he and Mum simultaneously cried out with satisfaction as he flooded her butt with the cream she so desperately craved, I was finally able to find some freedom of movement. My own release quickly followed and I marveled at how satisfying it felt to deposit my spurting semen into a partner rather than my own hand or a tissue. Coming inside Zoe's mouth had been wonderful; this was a whole new type of heavenly. The four of us collapsed in a sweaty, naked heap, exchanging kisses, hugs and smiles that had somehow lost all sense of the embarrassment and confusion that the three of us children had been fighting off since Mum walked into the room. "So how did you enjoy your first time with a girl, Jas-, er Vanessa?" asked Ben jovially, as he lifted my short skirt to pat and stroke my naked bottom. Then his eyes narrowed. "Wait, that was your first time, right? You haven't been doing it with anyone else? Like, I dunno, Sister Helen?" That got a ribald laugh from Mum and Zoe. Aunt Helen was Dad's younger sibling and a nun in a notoriously strict order. I was not sure any of us had ever seen her smile. "Nope," I said, resting my hand fondly on Ben's. "Definitely my first time. Though ... you know, it's all very new, but ... I actually think I prefer being fucked?" "Hah!" exclaimed Mum. She had Zoe's head pillowed on her breasts. "That's exactly what your sister said when I showed her how to use a strapon." Ben snorted with surprise, but I was puzzled. "What's a strapon?" I asked. "It's a plastic cock, like a dildo, which you wear with a kind of harness," said Zoe. "Women can use it to fuck one another." "Rubber, actually," said Mum. "Or that's what mine is anyway. And you can use them to fuck men as well, though I don't know many who actually like it." Ben shot Mum a look, hesitated, then asked in what he clearly hoped was a casual tone, but really wasn't: "So, do you do that a lot, Mum? Fuck other men?" "With a dildo, not often. But if you mean, do I have sex with men, well ... not as often as I'd like. It's mostly just one man. Besides you of course." "You mean Grandpa," I said. Mum shot me a surprised look. "Well, yes dear. Did he tell you?" "No, I just ... worked it out." Somehow, I'd known from the moment I'd seen this new side of Mum - the one who didn't just have sex with her children, but did it without any hint of shame or embarrassment "So when did that start?" asked Zoe. "Oh, when I was six. But even before that I can remember pestering him to let me join in the family fun. They'd been doing it for years, but I was a lot younger than my siblings of course. It was my mother who finally persuaded him." Her expression took on a dreamy cast. "She was the first one to make me come ..." "What, Grandma?" said Ben, looking confused. "But I thought she died when you were very little?" "She did," confirmed Mum. "But she was Grandpa's wife, not my mother. They separated before I was born, then she had the accident. When we moved here, it just seemed ... less complicated to have everyone think I was her child." Zoe, like the rest of us, was wide-eyed at this revelation. "So who is your mother?" Mum waved the question away. "Oh, you've met her before. But now we're all getting on so well, I'll introduce you properly some time." She grinned at me. "She does love little girls, Vanessa, so if you ask nicely I'm sure she'll take care of you with her strapon. It's much bigger than mine." We tried to get more out of her, but she insisted we would have to be patient. Ben, however, had another pressing question. "But, I mean, what about Dad?" he inquired, with a puzzled frown. "Don't you have sex with him?" For the first time since she'd entered the bedroom, Mum's expression darkened and a slightly bitter tone crept into her voice. "I'd like to," she replied. "He has such a lovely big cock, even bigger than yours dear." She reached down to give Ben's flaccid member an affectionate squeeze. It responded by stiffening under her touch. "And he used to be soooo good at using it too. But ever since that fucking family of his tracked us down after we'd run away, they've just poisoned his mind against me ..." "So you don't ... I mean, at all?" I asked. Mum snorted. "Oh he does his 'duty' every now and again. But he won't have a bar of what he calls the 'lewd' things I like to do. You know, like oral. That's 'ungodly', apparently. Even though when we first met, he used to love licking me out as much as he enjoyed getting a blowjob. And he'd probably faint if I asked him to go where you've just been, Benny." She glanced down at the cum still dribbling out of her asshole and gave a wry smile. "But, I mean," put in Zoe, with a suddenly fearful look on her face, "he doesn't know about ... us, right? I mean you, me, Ben? Or Vanessa?" Mum gave her a reassuring pat on the head. "If you want to, sweetie, you can go and check to make sure he's not listening in right now." All three of us involuntarily glanced round at the bedroom door. "But no, I'm sure of it. I think he avoids having anything much to do with us just so he doesn't fall prey to all those unnatural lusts. Hmmm ..." She trailed off with a thoughtful look on her face. When Ben asked what was on her mind, she once again waved away the inquiry, then glanced at the clock on Zoe's bedside cabinet. "Okay, we have at least an hour and a half until he's due home - though we'll have to leave time to change your bedding, Zoe! All those lovely cum stains ... Now, what I really feel like is two cocks inside me at the same time. Think you could manage that, boys ... I mean, kids?" She arched her eyebrows at Ben and me. I looked at my brother wonderingly. I hadn't even known that was possible! But the smile that quickly spread across his face told me that he at least was up for the challenge. It had been an amazing day, and before it was over I knew that there were going to be some big questions that I would have to try and answer. Like whether I wanted to carry on being Vanessa. And if I did, how that was even possible without Dad finding out. Not to mention, whether Zoe would hold me to my promise of pussy eating on demand. But for now, all that mattered was giving Mum what she wanted. So I too nodded enthusiastically. "Great!" said Mum, clapping her hands together. "Vanessa, why don't you use that pretty mouth of yours to get your brother nice and hard again. Your sister can do the same for you. And Zoe? Don't worry, you can try it for yourself after you've seen how it works. I'm sure you'll love it ..." And to nobody's surprise, she did. [To be continued. Please send any feedback or questions to me at laceyk@petlover.com.]