Date: Wed, 27 Mar 2024 05:39:51 +0000
From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com
Subject: Playing with my children - Ch 18

Playing with my children

CH 18 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
officially into the "juicy" chapters...)

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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 018. Copulation.}  The following Monday after I let my son cum
inside me, I went to the doctor and got on birth control.  I was not
prepared to be pregnant again.  Of course, the pill would do nothing for me
if he had already knocked me up.  I knew that.  But now that I had
experienced his cock in me once, I knew I had to have him again.

The doctor told me it was safest if I took the pill daily and waited to
have sex until after my next period, but I was too charged up over all the
things that had happened with my children.  I barely lasted three days
before I asked my son to fuck me again.  There was literally zero
hesitation on his part.  And so, just like that, I started having sex with
Brandon regularly.  Several times a week.  We always tended to Sophie, too.
Sometimes she masturbated while she watched us go at it.  Sometimes we
masturbated her afterwards.  A few times, Brandon ate out his little sister
and sometimes I did.  Two times, we did it together, both of us attacking
her ten-year-old cunny until she had a massive orgasm.

Sophie gave him a few more blowjobs, too, at my request.  She did seem to
enjoy it, but she was still a little awkward about it.  Of course, I blew
him now and then, too.  I literally could not get enough of his little
teenage spunk!  I knew I was addicted and there was not much I could do.
Fortunately, my children seemed extremely happy about our new arrangement.
I didn't observe any bad indicators from either of them that told me we
should stop exploring these sexual activities together.

Despite my son filling up my vagina with a dozen loads of cum, three weeks
after the very first time, I got my period again.  Oddly, I felt a mixture
of relief and disappointment when the bloody surprise showed up that
morning.  My own reaction shocked me.  Did I secretly want my son to
impregnate me?  But I quickly shed the thought and nothing changed about
our relationship.  Except the knowledge that my son could fuck me with
total immunity.

A week later, it had been a full month since the first time my son had sex
with me.  I lost count of how many more times we had done it since.  It was
a Friday night when I dropped a sexual grenade into our little threesome as
we sat on the couch together, watching a movie.

"How would you kids feel about having sex with each other?" I asked,
tossing the question out into the open.

Both kids froze and slowly turned toward me.  Then they looked at each
other.  Brandon's eyes roved his little sister's body.  He was horny all
the time.  Sophie looked nervous and her lower lip was quivering.  When
they both turned back toward me, I smiled at my daughter.  Reaching my hand
out, I cupped her chin and then said softly, "It'll be ok, dear.  I'll be
there to help, of course."

She stared at me for a long time.  I didn't think she was necessarily
hesitant about doing it.  It seemed more like she was nervous that it would
hurt.  She had asked me about sex a while ago, and I explained to her how
it felt.  Including the first few times.  But I also told her that once you
were past that part, it only got better.

Finally, Sophie nodded and then whispered, "Ok mommy.  I want him to have
sex with me."

Smiling at her, I stood up immediately.  My body was aroused all the time,
too.  No need to dally.  Helping the kids to their feet, I told them to get
ready for bed and then swatted their little butts when they walked past me.
I watched them sprint down the hall and almost laughed at their eagerness.
My adorable little children were truly horn balls, thanks to me.

Heading to my room, I quickly changed into one of my sleeping camisoles and
waited for them.  They showed up a few minutes later, completely naked as
usual.  One of these days, I would have to teach them how arousing it could
be to start with clothing on.  But there was no need to chastise them.  It
was less laundry for me to have to deal with anyway.

Helping Sophie get comfortable, I decided to make sure she was ready to
take her brother's penis inside her.  I had eaten her out on multiple
occasions, so when I bent over and started mouthing her hairless pussy, she
spread her legs to give me room and then laid there, quietly enjoying what
I was doing.  After ten minutes, she was nice and wet.  Her own juices were
oozing out aplenty, so I knew she would be able to keep her brother's cock
slick.

Turning toward my son, I smiled encouragingly at him, nodding toward his
sister.  His eyes were already glazed with lust from watching me perform
cunnilingus on her.  He was staring hungrily at her cunt.  And, as
expected, his little boner was perky and erect, ready for action.  With a
gentle hand on his shoulder, he started moving and I watched as he crawled
between her legs.

"Hold yourself up as you slide forward, ok?  And just put your penis here
first," I said, pointing to Sophie's puffy little pussy lips.  I knew he
knew how to fuck.  He had taken me countless times.  But I was going to
guide him this time, to make sure he didn't hurt his sister.

Brandon pushed himself up with his hands, nodding without looking at me.
His eyes were riveted on the ten-year-old's pussy.  He started to shimmy
forward and I watched as his penis drew ever closer to its new target.  It
started twitching the closer it got and then I saw a tiny bubble of precum
sputter from the tip, like a burp.  It made my pussy throb when I saw it.

When my son's cock was right above where I had shown him, I gently pushed
against his back until he lowered himself and let his shaft rest along
Sophie's wet lips.  She gasped at the contact and then I noticed she was
shaking.

"Hold still," I whispered to Brandon.

Then I leaned toward my daughter's face and started running my fingers
through her hair, whispering soothing words in her ear until she stopped
shaking.  "You're going to enjoy it, I promise," I told her, and she nodded
up at me.

Turning toward my son again, I glanced between their legs.  His penis had a
subtle twitch that seemed to be timed with his beating heart.  Seeing their
two sexes touching like that was a huge turn on for me.  My entire body was
swimming with desire at the sight.  His four-and-a-half-inch penis looked
like just the perfect size for her ten-year-old vagina.  Her pussy lips
seemed to be cradling it like a babe.

Reaching my hand out, I gently cupped it underneath my son's penis.  Then I
whispered, "Now pull back a little and then put it right against her little
hole down there.  But don't push inside right away.  Ok?"

Brandon whispered, "Yeah."  Then he shifted, pulling backwards.  My hand
stayed underneath his cock as he slid it off his sister's pussy lips.  Once
he was past them, the head dropped down a little and then he pushed forward
too hard.  I gave his cock a squeeze to slow him and he stopped right at
her entrance.  Perfect.

Smiling at him, I turned my head toward my daughter once more and said,
"Sophie, I'm going to try to make this as easy as possible for you."

"Ok, mommy," she whispered, barely audible.  She was shaking again, but
only a little.

"Don't move until I tell you to," I instructed my son.  He nodded again,
holding his cock poised at the entrance to Sophie's pussy.

Sliding my hand out from underneath my son's penis, I moved it up to her
pussy lips and started caressing them.  My caresses turned to kneading and
I worked my way between them and then up to her clitoris.  She jerked when
I brushed my fingertip across it.  Then I started diddling her.  My little
girl started moaning softly at my touch.  Staring at her face, I watched it
carefully.  Her moans turned to little gasps as I continued to tickle the
tip of my finger across her clit.  I sped up and her mouth opened wider.
Faster.  After thirty seconds, she was breathing heavily.

Turning toward my son, I nodded as I whispered, "Push inside her now,
sweetie."

Brandon's body lurched forward and I watched the tip of his penis poke into
Sophie's opening.  He kept going, his little cock disappearing inch by inch
until he was halfway in and then he stopped abruptly.

Sophie hissed in pain and I turned toward her, concerned.  Brandon was
panting right next to me and he spoke in a strained whisper, "She's too
tight, mom!"

I ignored him for the time being, watching my daughter's face for a minute.
Her eyes were squinted tightly shut and her face was contorted in pain.  My
heart melted for her.  I remembered all too well how it had felt for me
those first few times I had sex.  But I also knew the reward for getting
through it was worth it.

My finger was still gently rolling her clitoris in circles and, as I had
hoped, she slowly relaxed over the next twenty seconds.  Then she put her
lips together until only a little hole remained, like she was about to
whistle.  Except she just started breathing through that tiny opening,
quick, rapid breaths, almost like she was in labor.  I knew that sensation,
too.

Nodding toward my son, I whispered, "It's ok, sweetie.  You have to push a
little harder to get past her hymen, though.  She's ready."

With a grunt, Brandon's body leaned forward a little.  I stared between
Sophie's legs, watching his cock carefully.  I could tell he was pushing
harder, but he wasn't moving any deeper inside her yet.  Lifting my finger
from her clit, I spread out two fingers and slid them down her lips and
then around both sides of my son's cock.  Then I crooked my fingers down,
cupping them along my daughter's perineum.  Once there, I gently massaged
her pussy, kneading it and trying to help her loosen her muscles.  She was
tense at first, but started to relax after a few seconds.

"Push again," I whispered.

Brandon obeyed, pushing forward with a soft grunt.  And suddenly, the rest
of his penis slid inside his sister's cunny.

"OWWWWWWWWWWWW!!" Sophie cried out in pain.

My poor girl.  Still massaging her pussy, I leaned my head toward hers
again.  Kissing her cheek, I started whispering more soothing words to her,
"It's ok, dear.  It will get better.  I promise.  It only hurts at first."
She nodded at me, her eyes still squeezed shut.  Tears were trickling from
the corners of them, dripping onto the bed.  I frowned at her, my heart
full of sympathy.  But I knew it would get better if they continued.

"Brandon?" I whispered without looking toward him.  I had my eyes focused
on Sophie's ten-year-old face.  When he made a little noise, I said, "Start
moving your penis in and out of her, but verrry slowly.  As slow as you can
possibly go."

"Ok, mommy," he whispered.

Without taking my eyes off my daughter's face, I watched her body shift a
little as my son did what I asked.  Her head slid down a little, then back
up.  Down, then up.  I stared at her, watching for any sign of more pain.
The initial pain was expected.  But new pain afterwards was a bad sign.  I
had to be careful.  I wanted my little girl to enjoy this.  Up and down her
body shifted, just slightly, as her brother gently fucked her.

Slowly, my daughter's eyes fluttered open.  Then she was staring at me.
Brandon continued his slow penetration of her, but she didn't look down at
him.  I smiled.  I was so proud of her!  I couldn't believe it, but I truly
was.  She was taking this better than I had my first time.  Her tears
stopped leaking from her eyes and the contortion of pain gradually turned
to lust once more.

When Sophie moaned finally, my pussy throbbed with pleasure as a wave of
intense arousal assaulted me.  My little girl had gotten past the most
difficult part and now she was getting turned on again.  I couldn't help
what I did next.

I kissed my ten-year-old daughter on the lips, with full on passion.  She
squeaked when my lips mashed against hers, but she shook her surprise
instantly and then I felt her mouth start to open and close around mine.  I
slipped my tongue past her lips, tasting her.  She tasted like toothpaste.
Soon our tongues were all over each other, twisting and slathering,
swapping from her mouth to mine and back again.  She started moaning and I
felt it vibrating into the back of my throat.  Her body was moving beneath
me as Brandon continued to fuck her slowly.  My pussy started to tingle
insanely.  I realized with shock that watching my children have sex with
each other was enough stimulation by itself for me to get off.

Pulling my head up from Sophie's face, I turned toward Brandon and froze.
My little boy was shaking.  His eyes were open wide and he was staring at
his naked sister while he fucked her.  Glancing down between their legs, I
was in awe as I watched his little cock push in and out of her pussy.
There were smears of blood all over it from taking her virginity.

But the main thing that had my attention was how Brandon seemed to be
struggling.  His entire body was shaking and the muscles in his arms were
taut with strain.  His lips were parted but I could tell he was gritting
his teeth.  He was trying to hold on!

"You can go faster now, sweetie," I told him gently.

He blinked, looking at me.  His body lurched forward and then he did speed
up.  For about three thrusts.  Then he cried out, "She's so tight, I can't
hold on anymore!"

Then I watched as he thrust himself all the way inside his sister and held
himself there rigidly.  Sophie cried out, but not in pain, thankfully.  And
then my son started to unload himself in his sister's cunt.  His body was
convulsing as he came and moans were flying out of his mouth, "Huhhnn huhh
uhhh oooh ohohhh Hhhuuhnn nnnmmm mmmmm hmmmm hmmm hmmm hmmmmm."

My hand was still cupped around her pussy and I realized I had stopped
massaging her.  But watching her brother's orgasm explode, I knew she
hadn't gotten off yet, so I quickly slid my fingers back up her lips and
nestled between them until I found her clitoris once more.  Then I mashed
one finger against it and started diddling it as fast as I could.

Sophie started moaning louder.  Leaning down, I kissed her again and her
moan was lost inside my mouth.  Her entire body was shaking as her brother
continued to spew his load in her.  He was moaning, too.  My tongue danced
along my daughter's, and she responded by twirling hers around inside our
mouths.  My finger mashed a little harder against her clit and her tongue
started moving faster in our mouths.

"Gaahhhuuuuuuuuuuu," Brandon moaned one final time and I knew he was
finished.  He was still inside her, I could tell.  That was good.  I wanted
my little girl to cum while his cock was still in her.

Opening and closing my lips around hers, I reversed directions of my
circling finger on her clit.  Faster I moved, spinning it wildly.  It felt
hot.  I pushed even harder.  I felt desperate to get her off.  Thrusting my
tongue past my daughter's lips, I tickled it across the ribbed roof of her
mouth.  My finger was swirling around her clitoris rapidly.

Sophie's entire body started bucking.  Her teeth clamped down suddenly and
caught my lip.  It was painful, but I didn't care.  Then she opened her
mouth again and I pulled back as she emitted the loudest, most erotic
sounding moan I had ever heard from her lips.  It filled the room like a
melody.  Again and again, she moaned while her body shuddered.  I kept
mashing my finger against her clit while her orgasm ran through her.

"Her pussy is squeezing my dick!" Brandon cried out.  Hearing my son use
those vulgar words only seemed to fan the flames of my own arousal.  I
moaned myself.

My daughter's body finally settled down, her muscles loosening.  She was
still shuddering, but her orgasm had finished.  She smiled up at me and it
was the most beautiful sight in the world.  I kissed her once more and then
pushed myself up, pulling my hand out of her crotch.

"Be gentle when you pull out of her, baby," I told my son.

He slowly pulled himself out of his sister's vagina.  I stared at the scene
with a head full of lust.  My entire body felt like it was on fire after
that experience.  Seeing both my kids have orgasms while coupled like that
had set something loose inside me.  Something wild and carnal and arousing.

Brandon's cock was bloody and when I looked at Sophie's pussy, I saw that
the lips surrounding her opening were also red.  Well, that was a one and
done.  She was no longer a virgin.  Once more, I felt extremely proud of
her.  Of both of them, really.

Despite an intensely urgent throb in my pussy, I didn't ask my children to
help me that night, and I didn't masturbate.  Instead, I clutched them to
my bosom, one on each side of me as they quickly drifted to sleep.  For
over an hour, I rubbed and caressed their heads, running my fingers through
their hair.  Watching them, I felt myself falling in love with them both
all over again.  They looked so peaceful while they slept.  My two
adorable, innocent little angels.