Date: Fri, 22 Mar 2024 02:34:12 +0000
From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com
Subject: Playing with my children - Ch 17

Playing with my children

CH 17 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: 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.  And nothing about my stories
should condone these activities to happen in real life.

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{Chapter 017. Floodgates.}

After the meteoric experience of pleasuring my children orally and tasting
both of their sweet nectars in one go, I literally could no longer stave
off my need to have regular orgasms.  Not to mention that Sophie had
"broken the seal", so to speak, by giving her brother her first blowjob
ever.  It was like a dam had shattered over that twelve-hour period,
releasing the floodgates wide.  I could barely go a day without needing
some release.  Over the next week, I got off six times.  So did my
children, for that matter, thanks to my loving hands.  But even that wasn't
enough for me.  By the following weekend, I felt like I was pent up and
needed another powerful release, despite the half dozen orgasms I had
recently experienced.

The following Friday, I invited my children to sleep in bed with me again.
When they showed up, I was pleasantly surprised to see that neither of them
had bothered putting any clothes on whatsoever.  That made me excited.  And
when they crawled under the covers, one perched on either side of me, I
couldn't help but moan a little even as I reached underneath and started
masturbating both of them simultaneously.  As my ten-year-old's pussy
became wet and my teenager's cock became hard, I felt a growing need within
me.  Inside my pussy.  Mommy had an itch.

"Babies?" I called out to both of them.  They were breathing heavily while
I continued playing with them, but they looked at me.  Then I whispered,
"Mommy needs you to make her cum again."  They were well versed by that
point, and knew exactly what that word meant.

Sophie giggled and Brandon whispered, "Ok."  He sounded excited.

I felt their hands groping at my camisole nightgown, lifting it up.  When I
realized that they were trying to take it off completely, I pulled my hands
out from between their legs and raised my arms as they clumsily tugged it
off me.  My hair tangled in it briefly, but Brandon managed to get it free
without snagging.  Then the two of them nestled close and I shivered at the
fact that all three of us were completely naked in bed together.

Without any further prompting, both children leaned toward my chest and,
just like last week when I had asked them to suck on my nipples while I
masturbated, they wrapped their lips around them once more.  The dual
shocks of pleasure that shot through me made me gasp.  Reaching out again,
I resumed my masturbation of their genitals.

Sophie's pussy was slippery as I wriggled my way up her slit so I could
play with her clitoris.  And Brandon was still hard, of course, so I just
started stroking him.  Both children moaned against my chest while I
stimulated them and coaxed them toward release.  Just then, I felt my son's
hand on my thigh.  It tingled where his fingers danced across my skin.
Without any prompting from me, he pushed his hand between my legs and his
little fingers brushed against my pussy lips.  It took me off guard.

"Brandon!" I whispered his name, moaning as I felt him groping at my vagina
for the first time.  I knew mine felt different from his sister's, but he
seemed to find his way around just fine.  It felt better than when I
touched myself.  His tongue started lapping back and forth across my
nipple, just as his little finger wormed its way into my slit.  He moved it
around, probing my cunt.  I knew what he was looking for.  He wanted my
clit.  Oh my sweet baby!

Stroking my son a little faster, I felt him grunt and then his teeth dug
into my breast, but gently.  He started sucking harder and I felt the
pleasure in that tit intensify.  It made me gasp and I felt my heart
racing.  Meanwhile, on the other side of my body, Sophie was being much
gentler.  Her lips were clamped loosely around the flesh of my boob and her
tongue was lazily licking around my nipple in circles.  The contrast
between the two children was erotic to me.

Sliding my hand down my daughter's little cunny slit, I found her opening.
I had not penetrated her since the first time, when I had invited her
brother to watch me give her an orgasm.  But in the heat of our little
threesome, I desperately wanted to.  Curling my fingers, I gently inserted
one inside of her.  Her suckling lips around my nipple froze.  Juice
trickled from her vagina.  Pushing a little harder, I made it halfway to
the second knuckle.

Brandon bit down hard around my nipple and pain shocked me to stillness.
His teeth felt like they had broken flesh.  But then his tongue started
swirling frantically around my nipple, bringing a new wave of pleasure that
overpowered the pain.  At the same time, I felt his hips pushing against
me, urgently.  I had stopped sliding my hand along his cock when he bit me,
but with him moving his body like that, his cock started to slide between
my fingers while I held my arm motionless.  My little boy was fucking my
hand!  He wanted to cum.

An idea fluttered into my brain and went straight to my mouth before I
could even process it.  "Do you want to put your penis inside my pussy,
baby?" I whispered toward Brandon's head.  They were both used to some of
my more "inappropriate" words for our sexual body parts by now.  But the
second the question had left my lips, I froze.  Oh dear.  Had I just
invited my son to fuck me?

His thrusting halted abruptly, and he lifted his head from my tit, gaping
at me.  His hand that had been probing my pussy froze in place, too.  My
vagina was raging with need, oozing fresh juice all over his fingers.  Ever
since I had opened the floodgates, I seemed to have an insatiable craving
to have an orgasm.  And right then, I wanted my son's cock in me.  I
couldn't deny it, and I refused to take back the offer.

"Seriously?" he asked.

I realized that even Sophie had stopped suckling my nipple.  And my finger
was still inside her pussy, but unmoving.  It was as if the entire world
stood on the balance of my illicit request.  It was so far beyond the
societal norm that there was no returning once we had crossed the line.
But my passion had consumed me so completely, I didn't care.  I wanted to
experience that teenage dick the way it was meant to be experienced.

"Oh yes, I'm quite serious," I whispered, breathless.

A smile bloomed across his face as he nodded vigorously at me.  He looked
across me at his sister and I followed his gaze.  She had her mouth open in
shock at what she had just overheard.  Swallowing, she blinked and then a
big grin stretched across her face, too.  Then she whispered, "I want to
watch!"

Pulling my finger out of her little pussy, I lifted my hand up to her face
and smeared her own juice around her lips.  Then I whispered, "Of course
you can watch."

The bed bounced a little and then I felt Brandon climbing on top of me.  He
nestled in between my legs and I spread them to accommodate.  When his
belly pressed down against my sex, I moaned.  His skin felt cool compared
to my overheated vagina.  He lifted his head and stared up my naked body
into my eyes.  I stared back, over the hills on my chest.  His eyes were
glazed with lust as he lay there.

Reaching both arms down, I took hold of him by the waist and slowly pulled
him up my body.  He felt so light compared to every man I had ever slept
with before.  At thirteen, he only weighed about ninety pounds.  He was
easy to maneuver, and he let me drag him upward without a word.  I gasped
when I suddenly felt his stiff boy penis nestle snugly against my pussy.  I
was surprised that his face didn't quite line up with mine.  His eyes were
about even with my upper torso.  But then I realized it made sense.  He was
only thirteen.

And not for the first time, the fact that I was experimenting with such
young children sent a fresh wave of arousal through my already
overstimulated body.  My pussy pulsed, liquid oozing out uncontrollably.
The timing was perfect because I knew it was coating his teenage erection.
He moaned against my chest when he felt it.

Sophie shifted beside me, pressing her flat chest against my side.  She
clung to me there, observing what was happening.  Looking into Brandon's
eyes, I nodded at him.  Then I felt his hips shifting as he squirmed
forward a little.  His hard cock jabbed at my pussy lips, above my
entrance.  He pulled back and then tried again, jabbing a little higher.
He wasn't pushing hard enough to hurt, so I just smiled encouragingly at
him.

"A little lower, baby doll," I whispered.

My son bit his lip and then pushed back once more.  He shifted his hips and
then pulled himself forward again.  His penis pressed against my urethra
and a tiny pang of discomfort emanated from that point.  Holding my breath,
I nodded and whispered, "Just a little lower."

Brandon slowly pushed himself back an inch and then, shifting his hips
against me one last time, he used my shoulders to pull himself forward
again.  His cock sheathed itself in my cunt and the most unexpected thing
happened.

I came.

"AHHH HHUHHNNNNNN MMMMM OOOHHHHHHH OOHHHH MMMMMYYY GOOOSSSHHHH HUHHNNNN
BBRRANDDOONNNNN!" I moaned at the top of my lungs as rivulets of pleasure
swept through me.  It was so sudden, I couldn't even catch my breath.

And then my thirteen-year-old virgin son started to fuck me.  His young
body thrust, pumping himself in and out of me instinctively.  I felt his
little four-and-a-half-inch penis penetrating my vagina as he pumped into
me.  I knew what we were doing was proscribed by most people as unholy,
unnatural, and most certainly taboo.  But all I could think in that moment,
as the wildest, most electrifying orgasm of my life rolled through my
entire body, was that God must have meant for this to happen.  How could
anything feel so good and be so wrong?

Brandon was breathing hard as he rolled himself in and out of me, fucking
me.  His entire body was rocking, making mine shake as he clung to me.  His
penis felt completely different inside me compared to literally every man I
had ever had sex with.  He was so small!  The smallest penis I had ever let
enter me, by far.  Yet, despite that, knowing that it was my little boy who
was having his way with me made it better than all my previous lovers
combined.

I felt a second orgasm building inside me, even while the first one was
still raging.  My body was on total overload.  Tossing my head to the side,
I gasped my daughter's name, "Sophie!"

She looked up at me, blinking.  She was clinging to me, and I realized her
body was shaking.  A lot.  Plus, I felt something rubbing against the side
of my leg.  Sophie's mouth was open and that's when I realized that my
little girl was masturbating.  Watching her brother fuck his mommy was too
much stimulation for her.  She was going to cum, too.

"Suck my nipple again, sweetie," I whispered hoarsely.

Meanwhile, her older brother was grunting on top of me as he continued
thrusting his penis into me.  My pussy was so wet, I almost couldn't feel
him.  Yet at the same time, I swear he was stretching me open in ways I had
never been stretched before.  It was mesmerizing.  It was exotic.  And I
was going to have another orgasm.

My daughter's mouth suddenly latched onto my nipple and she gently sucked
it.

"Harder, baby," I whispered.  I wasn't even sure which child I was
directing that toward.  Both responded.

Sophie's lips clamped down tighter and her suction grew stronger.  At the
same time, Brandon's thrusting became more insistent.  More frenzied.  He
was grunting, breathing hard.  His face was right next to my other nipple,
though, while his sister sucked the one just to his left.  Oh god.
"Brandon!" I whispered, gasping.  "My other nipple!" I said between
breaths.

My son latched onto my other nipple and then I felt the dual stimulation
once more.  Waves of pleasure streamed down my chest, across my stomach and
into my crotch.  It felt like bolts of lightning.

"Suck harder!" I moaned to both of them.

My children immediately put more effort into what they were doing with my
nipples.  Brandon's tongue was lashing the tip of the one he had in his
mouth.  Sophie was gentler with her tongue, but her lips were compressed
tightly around it.

"HARDER!" I cried out.  Then I added, "Like you're trying to get milk out
of me!"

My body was shaking with effort.  I realized the muscles in my legs were
stretched to the limit, my butt up in the air while my son continued to
plunge his teenage cock into my cunt.  He was plowing me so rapidly, I
could hear his hips slapping against mine.

Both kids sucked harder at the same time.  Extremely hard.  It was painful,
but I loved it.  I needed it.  My back arched.  Sophie's shaking body
trembled harder and her hand that was brushing against my leg moved faster.
Brandon was flying forward and back in a frenzy.  And they both had their
mouths latched tightly onto my tits, pleasuring my nipples.

The explosions started deep in the pit of my belly, expanding up and down
at the same time.  Tingles erupted all over the place.  Deep in my pussy
where my son was jamming his shaft.  The surface of my clit was on fire.
My stomach swirled, doing summersaults.  And my nipples felt like twin
peaks of extreme thrill.

"MOMMY!" Sophie cried out, gasping as she let go of my teat.  Then her body
heaved against me, and I felt something hot and wet streaming out of her,
flooding past her masturbating hand, against the side of my leg.  She was
convulsing beside me as she came.

My own body writhed in the throes of my second orgasm.  It was even
stronger than the orgasms I had the week before.  The entire bed was
rocking, moving as the three of us went wild with lust.

Brandon was the last to go.  His body rocked forward and then he went
rigid, holding the entire length of his cock inside me.  That's when I felt
him start squirting liquid fire inside my vagina.  Oh lord that felt
wonderful!  I felt it spray against the upper wall of my pussy and it
tingled every time he spurted.  My own orgasm was still buffeting me,
making it impossible to breathe.  And little Sophie was shuddering beside
me as she clung to me, cumming hard.

Our mutual orgasms slowly subsided and we all collapsed into the mattress.
Everyone was breathing heavily.  My body was covered in sweat and other
fluids.  Sex fluids.  My god.  I just had sex with my son.  I just had
fucking sex with my son!  I had taken his virginity!

And lord, it was the best sex of my life.  Everything with my children was
the best ever.

The three of us started to fall asleep just as we were.  Brandon was still
inside me, and Sophie was still clinging to me with her little cunny
pressed hotly against my thigh.  Darkness crept in and I couldn't fight it
off.  I let it consume me.  It was bliss.