Date: Tue, 19 Mar 2024 19:38:47 +0000
From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com
Subject: Playing with my children - Ch 16

Playing with my children

CH 16 AUTHOR NOTE: PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU READ CHAPTER 13 IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T
ALREADY.  IT WAS ACCIDENTALLY SKIPPED BY ME, BUT IT IS THERE NOW!  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: You are now into the "juicy" chapters...)

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 016. Breakfast.}

My eyes snapped open and I gasped loudly.  My body was extremely hot.
Arousal churned within me, to an almost alarming degree.  What was
happening?  Blinking and trying to get myself oriented, I turned my head to
the side and saw Sophie lying next to me, sound asleep.  Looking to my
left, I found Brandon in the same slumbering state on my other side.  They
both wore masks of innocence.  And they each looked so peaceful and
beautiful.  It made me happy to see my little angels lying in bed with me.

Both of my children were nestled close to my body, which explained why I
felt so warm.  But it didn't explain the pulsing waves of arousal that were
surging through me the moment I awoke.  It was strange how turned on I was,
considering the severity of my explosive orgasm the night before.  It
dawned on me that I must have been dreaming about my kids.  No doubt it had
been a sexual dream.

With a shiver, I had the sudden urge to see their naked bodies.  Peeling
the bedspread down, I stared lustily as my ten-year-old daughter's gorgeous
little naked body came into view.  Her skin looked shiny in splotches.
Leaning closer, I gasped softly when I realized it was her older brother's
dried up cum on her skin that I was looking at.  There were streaks of it
all over her belly and tits.

The events of the previous night flooded my brain.  My son had cum for real
for the first time!  He had spewed his spunky, teenage load right into his
little sister's mouth.  I had a moment of sympathy for my daughter.  That
had been her very first blowjob ever.  She had been so startled by his cum
that she had yanked her head away, crying out.  Then her brother had
proceeded to paint her with his sticky sperm.

With a full body shudder of arousal, I turned the other way, pulling the
blanket down my son's body next.  His nipples were smaller than his
sister's, and flatter.  I liked how his chest looked.  There were distinct
lines showing his muscle development.  He was an incredibly sexy
thirteen-year-old.  Continuing to move my hand down, I uncovered the rest
of his naked body.  Then I gasped audibly when his little pecker came into
view.

Brandon had a little morning woody!

My entire body was suddenly overcome with desire.  I was moving before my
brain could catch up.  But there was nothing in the world that could stop
me from doing what I craved at that very moment.  Sophie had been the first
to taste her brother's sweet nectar, but now it was mommy's turn.  I was
desperate for it.

Leaning over my son's skinny body, I moved my way to his penis.  For a few
seconds, all I could do was stare at it.  Even in his sleep, it was
twitching ever so gently.  My eyes ran up it, taking in every little
contour.  He was young, so he didn't have the prominent veins that were so
common in older male cocks.  His skin was smooth and pale all the way up
the shaft.  And his little mushroom cap seemed to tower over the rest of
it.  The ridge of skin surrounding the tip was a slightly pinkish color.
The tip itself was the same pale color as the rest of his skin.  The tiny
slit in the middle of it was closed.

I loved how Brandon's penis had grown over the past few months.  It was
definitely a good four and a half inches.  Maybe a little longer.  It was
insanely erotic to be staring at it.  My passion smoldered within me and my
breath was coming short.

Unable to wait any longer, I lifted my head up, opened my mouth, and
plunged myself downward, taking my son's little cock all the way inside.
Squeezing my lips around the base, I started sucking on it.  I didn't bob
my head up and down at first, but just focused on pleasuring him with
suction alone.  Using my tongue, I tasted him.  It was delicious!  I tasted
salt from his sweat and a hint of something sweet.  Remnants of his first
wet orgasm, maybe.

It was completely erotic to me that I could take him into my mouth
completely, without gagging.  I had never blown such a little cock before.
I had also never sucked a penis like that before.  Not with the entire
thing in my mouth.  The fact that I had all of him in me felt utterly
taboo!  He was only thirteen!  My mouth started salivating as I swirled my
tongue up and down his shaft, exploring him.

"Uhhnnnnn," I heard Brandon moan as he woke up.  I sucked harder and he
moaned again, louder.  After a minute of teasing him with my tongue, I
finally started to move.  Lifting my head, I squeezed my lips tightly as I
slid them slowly up his pole.  When I reached the tip, I attacked his slit
with my tongue, prodding at it.  I felt it open up for me, but just barely.
He groaned softly.  Then I suckled my way back down until I felt his little
testicles brush against my upper lip.

Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I slurped his balls into my mouth too.
I tried to be gentle with them, though.  I didn't want to hurt my little
angel!  Using my tongue, I lapped at them until he started to squirm on the
bed.  His cute little moans were getting louder the longer I pleasured him.
Finally, I opened my mouth again and lifted my head up an inch.  His nuts
spilled past my lips.

"I can't see, mommy," I heard Sophie's sweet, ten-year-old voice drift into
my ear.

I almost had an orgasm when I heard her words.  Staving it off, I scrambled
into a different position, never taking my lips off my son's cock.  When I
was turned almost completely around, I glanced toward the sound of my
daughter's voice.  She had her head propped up with one hand as she leaned
on her elbow.  The smile on her face made me melt a little.  She was
staring openly at what I was doing.

It was time to give her a little show.

Closing my eyes, I went all in on Brandon's blowjob.  Bobbing my head up
and down, I let my lips run along his skin, sucking and licking the entire
time.  It was a noisy blowjob.  Saliva was running down his cock as I
continued to devour him.  My tongue was a whirlwind in my mouth and, every
time I batted at his tip, Brandon moaned loudly.  His entire body was
shaking.  I could have slowed down, but I was obsessed with getting a taste
of him like his sister had the night before.

Faster, I blew him.  My head was moving up and down twice per second.
Maybe three times.  I felt his soft skin gliding against my lips.  Up and
down I moved.  I realized I was moaning softly, too.  My tongue worked in a
frenzy, lapping and groping at him.

Suddenly Brandon's hands were on my head, tangled in my hair.  He was
breathing so heavily, I knew he was close.  I didn't slow.  His fingers dug
into my scalp, so I went faster still.  I was making slurping noises.
Faster.  Up and down, I took his entire length into my mouth.

He didn't give me any warning, but I didn't care.  Still bobbing rapidly, I
felt my son's first spurt of boy cum splash against the roof of my mouth.
My momentum kept me going while he moaned and came.  His cum tasted like
butterscotch.  Or honey.  I wasn't sure, really.  But it was sweet.  That
was a surprise to me.  I had expected it to taste bitter.  There was a
subtle hint of bitterness, but it was overpowered by the sweet nectar.

Slowing my ravenous head bob, I started suckling Brandon's little pecker
while he continued to spew.  I counted seven times that he released inside
my mouth.  His grip on my head loosened but he was still moaning while I
continued to explore him.  I kept at it a little longer, waiting for him to
begin to soften.

He was still hard two minutes after he stopped pumping his teenage load
onto my tongue.  Slowing my movement, I finally slid my way to his tip and
then compressed my lips as I pulled my head away.  They smacked together
and then I was staring down at his still-erect penis.

"I need to pee, mommy," Brandon whispered.

Oh!  That was why he was still hard.  But I couldn't answer him.  Not with
a mouthful of cum.  Pushing myself back, I landed on my butt in a sitting
position.  My lips were clamped tight as I savored the sweet pool of boy
cum I had in my mouth.  I didn't want to swallow it yet.

When I glanced at Sophie, she was staring at me, wide-eyed.  Her face was
clearly etched with arousal.  An impulse took hold of me and I felt my body
start to move toward her.  When I reached her face, I pressed my closed
mouth against her lips.  She didn't pull away, but her eyes were still
open.  We stared at each other.

Then I parted my lips slightly and let a dribble of my son's cum ooze onto
her lips.  She blinked.  Pressing my tongue toward her, she seemed to catch
on and I felt her mouth opening a little.  Spreading my lips a little more,
I felt Brandon's cum pouring into my daughter's mouth.

Sophie pulled away suddenly, coughing.  But she managed to clamp her lips
shut and her cough was muted.  I stared at her and I could tell she was
holding the spoonful of cum on her tongue.  Her eyes were open wide.  After
a few seconds, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers once more.  We
both parted our lips at the same time and more cum spilled into her mouth.
She didn't pull away that time.

Not wanting to give up the entire load in my mouth, I clamped my lips shut
once more and pulled my head away from hers.  Then the two of us held each
other's gazes for a few seconds.  Sophie's chin moved a little and then I
watched her throat constrict as she slowly swallowed her brother's cum.  Oh
my fucking god.  A tingling pulse in my pussy made me shiver.  Watching my
daughter swallow Brandon's load was easily the sexist thing I had ever
witnessed.

She beamed after swallowing several times.  Then she said softly, "That's
yummy."

I almost came.  Squeezing my eyes shut, I followed suit and swallowed the
last of the load I had in my mouth, too.  I could feel the thick liquid
travelling down my throat.  My lord it was divine!  My body shuddered
again.  When I finally opened my eyes again, Sophie was breathing hard and
her eyes were glazed with lust.  Drinking her brother's cum seemed to have
turned her on a lot.

"Mommy's going to use her mouth to pleasure you, now, sweetie," I whispered
toward my daughter.

Without waiting for her to respond, I started kissing my way down her
little body.  I spent thirty seconds on each nipple, until she was writhing
in bed beneath my onslaught.  As I licked and lapped my way down her naked
skin, I tasted more of my son's sweet nectar.  Working my way down lower, I
moved my body into a new position.  Nestling between her legs, my daughter
spread them out to make room for me.

Finally, I found myself staring down at her ten-year-old cunny.  It was
glistening in the morning light.  She was wet from watching me blow her
brother.  That in itself made my own arousal intensify.  Her pussy lips
were so beautiful and tender.  I loved how the surrounding skin rolled so
gradually into her mound, forming two little bumps of flesh while hiding
the red velvety interior.  The slit down the middle of them looked sticky
with juice.

Licking my lips, I glanced up at Sophie's face and found her staring at me.
Her lips were parted and her breath was short as she gently panted.  She
looked eager for mommy to give her pleasure.  With a shiver, I turned my
attention back to her little cunny once more.  Licking my lips, I leaned
forward and breathed in deeply.  The scent of her prepubescent vagina
filled my lungs and the aroma made me feel dizzy.  It smelled musky and
sweet.

My heart raced inside my chest.  This would be the first time I had gone
down on my daughter.  Drawing in a gulp of air, I leaned the rest of the
way into her crotch and pressed my lips against her vagina.  She mewled
softly, squirming a little beneath me.  Parting my lips, I let my tongue
free, running just the tip tenderly along each of her lips, one at a time.
Her mewling turned to whimpering.

Nuzzling my way between her lips, I felt them part for me.  The second my
tongue breached her exterior, I got my first taste of her juice.  When the
flavor hit my taste buds, pleasure exploded in my crotch.  I couldn't stop
it and, just like that, I climaxed.

Opening my mouth in surprise, I cried out as my orgasm literally tore
through me.  The explosion in my pussy was stronger than any I could
remember.  My body rocked forward from the concussive blast, and I felt
myself falling hard against my daughter's cunt.  Instinct took over and I
started lapping at her.  My lips opened and closed hungrily while I
attacked.  The force of my own orgasm made it impossible to go slow.  I
slurped my way up and down the canal between her lips, tickling her
clitoris with the tip of my tongue.

Sophie started crying out into the room, her passionate throes like candy
to my ears.  Lapping my way back down, I found her tiny hole and curled my
tongue as I slurped at it.  I pushed my face hard against her and felt my
tongue start to slip inside of her.

"MOMMY!" Sophie cried out at the sensation.  Then her hands clapped hard
against the sides of my head, covering my ears.

That, combined with my raging orgasm, only made my frenzy get stronger.
Like a whirlwind, my tongue spun and slathered my daughter's pussy.  Up and
down, I ate her out.  I was being stupidly sloppy about it, but I couldn't
help it.  Her body was rocking left and right as I pummeled her with my
mouth.  Clamping my lips around her opening, I started sucking.  She
squealed at that and then I was rewarded with a deluge of fluid as it
poured out of her.  Her honeyed nectar got on my tongue and my orgasm shot
up into the atmosphere.  I felt lightheaded.

As I worked my way sloppily up her young cunt, I forced her lips apart with
my tongue once more.  When I reached the upper region of her canal, I felt
the tiny bump that I knew was her still-developing clit.  I swatted at it,
pressing my tongue harder against her.  Suddenly her knees slammed into the
sides of my head, while her little hands worked their way up to the top of
my scalp.  Her fingers were tugging at my hair so hard that I saw spots in
my vision.  I attacked her more fervently.  She started to squeal, and I
felt the entire bed vibrating as her body convulsed.

I felt a ravenous need to make my daughter cum harder than she ever had
before.  My body was hot, my pussy still tingling like mad from my climax.
Opening and closing my mouth as wide as I could, I continued to eat the
little girl out.  Her moans turned to squeals of pleasure and I felt her
hips rolling back and forth, carrying my head with her.  Lifting my arms
up, I slid them under her and cupped her little butt cheeks hard.  With all
my strength, I heaved her body up against my mouth.

My tongue was diddling her clit at a speed I never knew I could achieve.
Up and down, I swatted it.  She was breathing heavily between moans, her
little body heaving with arousal.  I felt her thighs squeeze even tighter
against my head.  It was painful, but I didn't care.  I honestly didn't
know my little girl had so much strength!  But that only spurred me on.

While my orgasm continued to rage, I slurped and licked and slathered her
prepubescent clitoris until she started to shake violently.  Her little
fingers tangled in the thick mane on my head squeezed tighter until I was
afraid she was about to rip tufts of hair from my skull.

Then my little Sophie let go of everything at once.  It was like winding a
steel coil to the maximum tension and then abruptly letting go.  Her hips
bucked up against my mouth so hard that I felt my teeth bang against her
pelvic bone.  But then her body started roiling and thrashing beneath me as
she came like a crazed little girl.  She was screaming with pleasure.  My
face took the brunt of her assault as her thighs slapped against my cheeks
during her uncontrolled flailing.

Something hot and wet sprayed against my chin.  Quickly lapping my way down
her cunt, I latched onto her opening as juice squirted out of my daughter's
vagina.  It was so completely different from male cum.  For one thing, it
wasn't thick.  It was more like water.  And the flavor was much much
stronger.  Hers was a sweet and sour mix, like strawberries and lemons.  My
pussy was throbbing with pleasure still while I drank the divine nectar
flooding from my ten-year-old's pussy.  Her peals of delight continued to
ring in my ears, ebbing me on.

Our two mutual orgasms seemed to drain from the two of us simultaneously.
One second, we were soaring above the clouds in bliss, and the next second
we were free falling back toward the earth.  I continued suckling her
vagina, but my strength was gone.  My tongue lapped lazily up her lips,
tickling her.  Her body was still shuddering but she had finally loosened
her grip on my hair and her legs receded from the sides of my head.

And then it was done.

Turning my head to the side, I gasped in air, trying to catch my breath.
Sophie's body continued to heave as she did the same.  For almost ten
minutes, neither of us moved.  But slowly, the world came back into focus.
My cheeks were drenched with juice.  Juice that I could still taste in my
mouth, mixed with the aftertaste of her brother's cum.

Weakly, I rolled myself out from between my daughter's legs.  I could
barely move, but I managed to get myself onto my back.  Tipping my head
back, I saw Brandon staring at me, wide-eyed.  His face was a picture of
wanton, raw arousal.  Sophie had her eyes closed, still breathing hard.
Her little chest was rising and falling rapidly.  My lord, that had been a
million times more intense than I ever could have imagined.

Forcing myself to move, I leaned myself up into a sitting position.  Then I
turned and looked at my two gorgeous children.  The objects of my every
obsession.  My angels.  My lovers.  They were my world.  I couldn't help
the smile that sprung up on my lips as I gazed at them.  I felt so much
love for the two of them, it seemed like I was about to burst from it.

"Good morning, lovies," I whispered softly.

Brandon smiled and Sophie opened her eyes finally.  After a few seconds,
she smiled, too.  As badly as I wanted to crawl between the two of them
once more and fall back asleep, I decided to be a good mother instead.
Getting myself out of bed, I turned toward the two of them and gestured for
them to follow.  I had to help Sophie get up.  She was too weak to move on
her own.

Then we all took a shower together for the first time.  I made sure to
clean them both very thoroughly, from head to toe.  By the time we were
done a half hour later, you never would have known the debauchery that had
occurred that morning.  We were just a normal, innocent looking happy
little family of three.  I was in heaven.