Date: Sat, 16 Mar 2024 12:34:30 +0000
From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com
Subject: Playing with my children - Ch 14

Playing with my children

CH 14 AUTHOR NOTE: This is another chapter in the ongoing story about
Meghan and her two young children.  She has a ten-year-old daughter and a
thirteen-year-old son.  The three of them explore some consensual sexual
situations throughout this and upcoming chapters.  (NOTE: The chapters are
starting to get a little longer, with more "juicy" bits.)

This story is a complete work of fiction.  Nothing in this story is based
on a real-life scenario.  The characters are fictitious and any resemblance
to real life people is merely coincidental.

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{Chapter 014. Training.}

The night I gave both my children orgasms was permanently etched in my head
as one of my favorite memories of all time.  For one thing, it was the
spark that forever changed my relationship with my kids.  It opened new
doors I had never even suspected were available.  Oddly, there was one
thing that I couldn't quite explain about my experiences of those next
three months, starting with that fateful night.

I had completely stopped masturbating.

It got to the point where I couldn't remember the last time I had an
orgasm.  Oh, I got close many times, while tending to my children.  But in
a weird sort of way, I was being a selfless mother.  I focused my efforts
on them, instead of myself.  But truly, those efforts came with their own
rewards, when I saw how happy the two of them seemed to be.

During the next three months, things escalated in a way that felt
completely natural to me.  The seal had been broken that night.  Never in a
million years would I have expected what I had unleashed within myself.
But even more surprising to me were the changes that came over Sophie and
Brandon.  For starters, they started taking baths together regularly.
Every few days, really.  And it came from them, not from my suggestion.
And, with my direct intervention every time, both my children inevitably
got off.  Sometimes in the tub, and sometimes in their beds afterwards as I
put them to sleep.

Brandon and Sophie took turns watching me play with the other, enjoying
watching me bring about their orgasms.  A few times, I masturbated them
both at the same time as they lay side by side.  Those were some of the
hottest nights for me.  But always, I went to bed feeling completely
aroused and borderline insane with the need to have an orgasm.  Yet still,
I refrained.  For reasons I couldn't comprehend.  It just felt right, I
suppose.

Finally, there came a day where I felt it was time to take things to a new
level.  I suggested to my son that he could try giving his sister an orgasm
in my bed.  He eagerly agreed.  Her own excitement about it was clear when
I looked at her face.  And so, with me coaching him through the entire
thing, I watched my son masturbate his ten-year-old sister and give her a
rather intense, body-shaking orgasm that night.

In the middle of it, I thought about asking Sophie if she wanted to return
the favor to her brother when he was done with hers, but she passed out
almost immediately when it was over.  Her angelic face looked so serene as
she lay there, her little pussy glistening with fresh juice that had
squirted out of her during her release, I just couldn't bring myself to
wake her.

Of course, I blew Brandon that night to help his raging boner when he was
done.  He had gotten so worked up playing with his sister that his own
orgasm took less than a minute.  As usual, I suckled his pee pee for almost
fifteen minutes after he came, until he was the size of a mushroom.  Then I
let them both sleep in bed with me that night, which I found both erotic
and comforting at the same time.

All of this lead to a new level of fun.  My son decided something all on
his own, and started something that I was loath to put a stop to.  It was a
Friday night and the kids had just taken baths (together) and were getting
ready for bed.  I had diddled both of them in the bathtub for a little
while, but neither of them had gotten their release for the night, yet.
(By that time, it was practically daily that I helped them each have an
orgasm.  Oh yes, I was quite addicted to giving them their daily orgasms.
And they were clearly addicted to receiving them from me.)

Heading to my own room, I changed into my usual camisole.  Then I pulled a
pair of red panties up my legs and snugged them against my crotch.  It
wouldn't have mattered if I skipped the underwear, but it helped keep me
from leaking all over the place, and I had gotten used to soiling them
every night.  (I went through multiple pairs a day, to be honest.)

I walked down to Brandon's room but he was not there.  With a frown, I
headed to his sister's room and, just before I reached her door, I heard a
noise that instantly made my pussy throb with pleasure.  It sounded like
they were kissing!  Feeling my heart race as I rounded the doorway into my
daughter's room, I skidded to a halt with my eyes open wide.

Sophie was lying on her back, completely naked.  She had her knees pulled
up and spread wide apart, her feet splayed out.  And between her legs,
Brandon's head was nestled and he was noisily going to town on her pussy.
My son was also completely naked, and he was eating out his little sister!
My crotch started pulsing so strongly when I saw what they were doing, I
almost stumbled to the floor.  My legs felt weak as I walked toward them on
shaky legs.

My daughter opened her eyes and looked at me as I approached.  Her mouth
was open and she was breathing heavily.  Her entire face was a mask of
sexual arousal and lust.  She kept making little noises from the back of
her throat.  Smiling down at her, I felt extremely proud of my children.  I
had never eaten Sophie out myself, so this was all their idea.  Probably
Brandon's.  It was intoxicating for me to witness.

Gently sitting down on the bed, I watched them in silence for close to
fifteen minutes.  Brandon had way more stamina that I would have given him
credit for.  Never once did he lift his head to catch his breath.  He just
kept attacking his young sister's cunt, licking and lapping and slurping
his way all over it.  His approach looked extremely amateur to me, sloppy
and uncoordinated.  But the innocence behind that made it all the more
erotic.

Finally, my son did pull his head up from her crotch.  His entire face was
shiny and wet from her juice.  It made my heart thrum heavily and my blood
started to boil in my crotch.  If I reached a hand into my panties right
then, I knew I could bring myself to orgasm in seconds.  I felt like I
might have one just sitting there without moving.  Brandon was breathing
heavily, sucking in deep gasping breaths.  And he kept licking his lips and
then stretching his mouth wide like he was working sore muscles.  I
realized I was breathing heavily, too, just from observing.

"How do I make her cum, mommy?" Brandon asked me in the sweetest sounding
little boy voice imaginable.

Sophie whispered, out of breath herself, "Yeah, I'm ready to have my
orgasm.  I got really close a few times, but not all the way."

Oh my sweet, innocent children!  I beamed at them.  They were so adorable
in their innocence!  And the fact that they were turning to me for sexual
advice was yet another aphrodisiac circulating in my bloodstream.  Of
course I would help them!  That was my whole purpose in life these past
three months.  Helping my children cum.

"Here," I said, reaching a hand out toward my daughter's crotch.  They both
followed it with their eyes, watching closely.  When I reached her wet
lips, I gently used my fingers to spread them apart.  With her inner, pink
flesh exposed, I used my middle finger and ran a trail up her slick canal
until I tickled it across her clitoris.  Sophie gasped loudly at my touch.

"Focus on this spot right here, Brandon," I explained softly.  Then I
continued, "With your tongue.  This is your sister's clitoris.  Other than
some more spots inside her pussy, this is the most sensitive place on her
entire body.  This will make her cum."

Brandon was nodding at me, eager to get back to it.  Unable to resist, I
tickled my finger back and forth across Sophie's clit, watching her entire
body shake with passion.  She was primed.  It wouldn't take her long to
finish at all.

"And Sophie," I said, turning toward my daughter.  Again, both eyes watched
me as I lifted my hand from her crotch and reached out to take hold of one
of her hands.  Lifting it, I placed it directly on her flat chest, her
fingers splayed slightly across one of her nipples.

Leaning closer, I whispered, "If you play with your nipples with your hands
while your brother licks your pussy, it will help you cum even faster.  You
can help control how quickly you get your orgasm."

My daughter's eyes lit up with excitement.  She immediately started rubbing
her nipple and, as I stared at her face, I watched her eyes roll back in
her head as a moan erupted involuntarily from her mouth.  Catching movement
from the corner of my eye, I glanced at her brother just as his head dove
back into his sister's crotch.  From my angle, I could clearly see that he
was focusing his swirling tongue directly on Sophie's clit.  Good boy.

And just like that, the erotic scene went from insanely hot to an inferno
of passion and pleasure.  Sophie's body reacted instantly to the heightened
sensations.  She began writhing in her bed, squirming every which way.  Her
fingers danced across her little nipple, playing with it as she swiped
across it again and again.  Between her legs, I could hear her brother's
ravenous slurping as he devoured her pussy, attacking her clitoris with
vengeance.  His tongue was moving so fast, I could literally hear it
lapping at her.

My daughter started moaning then and I watched as her ten-year-old body
started to lift from the bed.  That was her usual indicator that she was
nearing her orgasm.  Once again, I felt a wave of pride fill my heart as I
watched them.  They were so compatible with each other!  And maybe more
important than that, they seemed to trust each other unconditionally.  I
was fairly certain that they would each let the other do anything under the
sun.  That thought made me shiver as a slew of fantasies rapidly played out
in my mind.  Oh dear.

A sudden overwhelming urge to participate flooded my senses.  Before my
mind caught up to what I was doing, I felt myself leaning over my
daughter's chest.  While she played with her right nipple, I kissed my lips
against her left.  Then I began to suckle my daughter's teat, worrying my
lips around her nipple and producing new levels of pleasure for her.

That pushed her over the edge.

"HUHHHH-- AAAHH-- HIIIIEE-- MMMM-- MMMM-- MMMM-- MMMMM-- HMMMM-- MMMOH--
MMMMM-- UHHHH-- HUHHHHHH!!" Sophie's moans were loud and abrupt as her body
twitched with each wave of her orgasm as it flooded her.

Brandon's mouth was suddenly slurping noisily, and I knew she must be
spewing her kitty juice all over his face.  Still sucking on her nipple, I
kept at it while my daughter raged with pleasure.  Her body was shuddering
and shaking beneath me, heaving on the bed as she came.  Minutes passed and
she was still going.  Her moans continued, but slowly turned to whimpers.
Her shudders quieted and turned to tremors instead.  Then she was only
cooing, mewling softly.  It sounded like she was falling asleep.  Oh, my
sweet, sweet girl.

With a final full body shiver, I knew she was spent, so I lifted my head
from Sophie's chest.  Staring down at her nipple, I saw that the tip was
sticking up straight.  Frowning, I turned my head to the side.  Oh!  Her
little nipples were getting bigger!  That made me excited.

Brandon's gasp made me look down at him.  He had lifted his head off his
sister's pussy and he was trying to catch his breath.  His face was
drenched with Sophie's love juice.  It looked sexy all over his cheeks like
that.  I decided right then and there that I was going to let him eat me
out.  I knew he could get me off in no time.  My own body shivered at the
thought.  But that was for another night.

My son rolled onto his back, still breathing heavily as he stared up at the
ceiling.  And he was swallowing repeatedly.  Every few seconds, I watched
him lick his lips and then swallow again.  That made me grin as a question
popped into my head.

"Do you like how Sophie's pussy juice tastes, Brandon?" I asked him.  I
knew he did, but I wanted to hear him say it.

"Big time," he said, and I smiled even wider.

Looking down his naked body, I saw his penis.  Oh dear.  It was sticking
straight up, completely taut and erect.  The tip looked red and swollen,
and even the shaft was slightly purple.  My boy was so horny, it almost
looked painful!  Frowning slightly, I kept staring at it, leaning closer
without realizing it.  Oh.  Oh yes!  My son was noticeably bigger than he
used to be, just three months ago!  It dawned on me that I hadn't paid much
attention to the growth of his cock.  But it was easily a half inch longer
now!  And slightly wider, too.  The realization made me tremble with
desire.

Unable to stop myself, I dove forward and took my son's cock into my mouth.
He cried out with a yelp of surprise, but that quickly turned to moaning.
In a frenzy, I blew his small cock.  Gliding my mouth up and down as fast
as I could, I attacked his dick from all sides with my tongue.  Squeezing
my lips to add a little resistance and bring him more pleasure, I worked my
way up and down, up and down.

In less than a minute, my son was gasping and moaning as he came.  I sucked
him off and then kept going.  Of course, no sperm squirted into my mouth as
I had secretly been hoping for.  But the sounds of his release were enough
to satisfy me.  I kept blowing him until he started to shrink and then
pulled my head away with a smack of my lips.  When I looked at his face, he
looked dizzy.

Grinning, I took hold of his thirteen-year-old body and dragged him up
beside his sister.  Brandon looked completely spent and exhausted.  His
face was still shiny with his sister's cum.  And Sophie, unsurprisingly,
was already asleep.  I kissed them both goodnight and threw a blanket over
them, then headed to my own room to fall asleep myself.