Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2024 22:50:12 +0000
From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com
Subject: Playing with my children - Ch 21

Playing with my children.


CH 21 AUTHOR NOTE: This chapter begins a new arc of this story.  It's still
about the same characters you know, but things are starting to progress a
little more as time moves forward.  Expect some new things (and some new
characters) to be introduced in the coming chapters.  Even though this is a
new segment of this story, I'm continuing the same sequence for chapter
markers to make it easier to see where it fits in the timeline compared to
the earlier chapters.

The kids are getting older, with Brandon soon turning fourteen and Sophie
about to turn eleven.  Keep reading the upcoming chapters to see how this
family continues to explore each other sexually.

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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
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{Chapter 021. Autopilot.}  My children were my life.  They were my world.
My universe.  My relationship with them grew more and more exotic over the
next few months, and everything felt different.  Our clandestine activities
continued, although they were still governed by myself.  The kids had no
back off on trying things with me or with each other, but they clearly
looked to their mother for guidance, which I adored.

Their bodies were starting to change, much to my delight.  As Brandon drew
nearer to his fourteenth birthday, I noticed his muscles becoming bigger,
more accentuated.  His chest was showing more pronounced pectoral lines and
he had even had little mini abs showing through on his stomach.  When I
questioned him about it, he told me that they were letting the boys do
regular workouts at school, and he was taking advantage of it.  When I
prodded, he admitted that he wanted to look sexy for me and his sister.
That made me swell with pride and adoration.

The other noticeable change in my little boy was his dick.  It was
noticeably longer.  I meant to measure it but hadn't gotten around to it
yet.  But it was easily more than an inch longer compared to when I started
fooling around with the two of them.  And it was thicker, too.  He also
started growing a soft layer of blonde pubic hair, which fascinated me.  As
for his sister, well, her little boobies were starting to swell out.  She
had nice little cone-shaped buds on her chest, and her nipples seemed to be
getting even more sensitive as they started to grow as well.  She would be
eleven soon, two months after her brother turned fourteen.

As for our sexual experiences, well, I certainly didn't feel we were
lacking in that department.  Although, for some reason I couldn't fully
understand, I only invited them to have sex with each other a few more
times over those next four months.  I guess some part of me was still a
little hesitant about encouraging it between the two of them too often.
Sophie was still only ten, after all.  She did seem to be really getting
the hang of blowjobs, though.  And I encouraged those frequently.  They
were erotic for me to watch, and we often shared his cum afterwards.

Brandon didn't seem to mind not having sex with his sister very often.  I
offered him my own body frequently enough that he seemed to be sated.  And,
as his cock started getting bigger, the sensations inside my cunt when he
fucked me became stronger and stronger.  All in all, we had sex an average
of three times per week.  And Sophie was always there, observing and often
contributing.

And then something occurred which made me realize that I wasn't in such
total control of the situation as I thought.  It was just over four months
since Brandon had taken Sophie's virginity.  His fourteenth birthday was a
month away, and Sophie's eleventh birthday was three months out.  They were
sleeping in my bed (which was basically every night by this point).  Sophie
had given her brother a hand job that night, while I watched and played
with myself.  They shared a very sensual kiss in the middle of it.  And
when he came, he nutted all over her legs, which was erotic to me for some
reason.  Afterwards, we fell asleep embracing each other.  All of us were
completely naked.

But then I awoke in the middle of the night to a shocking discovery.  An
erotic scene, to be sure.  But shocking in the sense that my kids had
started it without me.  That was a first.  At first, I was a little taken
aback.  I worried that I had created something that was out of control.  It
went from me being the regulator to their relationship suddenly running on
autopilot.

You see, when I woke up, they were fucking.

With a shake of my head, I cleared my mind and took in the scene.  Brandon
was lying on his back, completely naked as usual.  And little Sophie was
straddling him, riding his cock with undulating hips.  She had her hands
pressed flat against her brother's stomach while her hips rolled forward in
a circular gyration.  My son had his hands on her hips, steadying her.  One
glance at their faces showed me that they were fully invested, in the wild
throes of ecstasy together.

Sophie seemed to be doing all the work, which was part of my surprise.  But
also, her movements seemed extremely... experienced.  She didn't look
amateur anymore.  She was riding a five-inch cock and loving it.  Her
whimpering moans attested to that fact.  Once I had recovered from my
initial surprise, I discovered that watching them do this all on their own
was insanely arousing.  So much so that I ended up reaching a hand between
my legs and masturbating while I watched them.

Lying on my side, I took in my children's maturing bodies.  Brandon's arms
were more muscular than I realized, seeing them stretched out the way they
were.  His biceps bulged every so often as he used force to keep his little
sister upright.  His nipples were puckered and the tips were jutting up
from his chest.  They looked very lickable.

Sophie's body was blossoming, too.  From the side, I had a better view of
her budding breasts.  Her nipples were sticking out, too.  But the flesh
surrounding them is what I mainly had my attention on.  From the side, they
appeared to come out about an inch from her chest.  They were cone-shaped,
not yet filling in with enough flesh to shape them into melons.  I
remembered when my own tits had started to grow.  They had gotten
infinitely more sensitive, too.  I wondered if my daughter suffered from
the same affliction.  Licking my lips, I continued masturbating while I
fantasized about suckling those budding teats.

Brandon moaned just then, and his body started to shake.  I stared at him
and saw that he was gazing at his sister's tits.  Just like I had been.
That made me smile, and it also made my pussy pulse with pleasure.
Tickling my way up to my clitoris, I started rubbing it.

"Rub her nipples, baby," I whispered to my son.

Both kids looked over at me, eyes wide.  They had been so lost in
concentration during their love making that they hadn't realized I was
awake.  When Brandon lifted one hand off Sophie's hip and slid it onto her
chest, brushing the pad of his thumb across her erect nipple, my daughter
cried out and her body lurched, throwing her rhythm off for a few
rotations.  He kept his hand there, gently rubbing her nipple.

My daughter started rotating her hips faster.  And faster.  Her body
started leaning over and her breathing quickened.  I watched her hands
slide forward, up her brother's body.  His hand that had been playing with
her nipple slid back down to her hip again.  When Sophie was at a
forty-five-degree angle over him, she shifted how she moved her hips.
Instead of rolling them in circles, she went with a vertical movement
instead.  Up and down her naked little ten-year-old ass moved.  I watched
it from the side, enthralled.  My pussy was tingling like crazy, and I knew
I was close.  But I wanted to finish with my kids.

Brandon started breathing loudly first.  It filled the room with the erotic
noise, "Huh huh huh huh huhh huhh huhhh huh huh huh huhh."

When Sophie heard that, her body started tensing up.  I watched her butt
continue to lift up and plunge down, impaling herself on her brother's cock
again and again.  But her movement started to get more extreme.  Not
faster.  But she was clearly putting a lot of effort into it.  And then she
started to shake.

I watched as both children gripped each other tighter.  Sophie hunched
forward a little further until her stomach pressed against Brandon's.  The
movement remained the same.  Up and down she rolled her ass, pumping
herself against her brother and forcing him to fuck her.  She was breathing
loudly, too.  And whimpering.  Brandon started moaning so I sped up my
diddling finger between my legs.  They were close.

"I'm gonna cum, Sophie!" my son whispered urgently as his body shook even
harder.  I watched as the muscles on his arms bulged out with tension as
his fingers curled around her hips and dug into her ass cheeks.

Sophie moaned loudly and then whimpered, "Me too!"

Frantically mashing my finger against my clit, I felt my heart racing as I
watched them approaching climax.

Sophie started it, which surprised me.  I thought for sure that Brandon
would bust his load first.  But it was her.  Her body started shaking and
her moans came out as clipped gasps, like something was knocking the wind
out of her repeatedly.  And then my son and I came together.

"AHHHHHHHHH HUHHHHNNNNNNNN MMMMM MMMMM HMMMMM!!" I heard my own moan over
theirs.  It echoed around the room.  My clit was liquid pleasure as I
continued rolling in in circles.

While my orgasm was crashing through me, I watched Brandon's eyes roll back
in his head, his mouth open wide.  He was moaning, too, but I could barely
hear it over my own.  Sophie was shaking almost violently as she continued
riding her older brother.

I realized I could see Brandon's ass cheeks compressing.  He was squirting
his load up inside of her.  I always found that extremely sexy.  And it
added to the pleasure of my own orgasm to witness.  My daughter seemed to
grunt every time a fresh stream of cum erupted inside her.

Sophie collapsed on her brother's chest, breathing heavily against his
neck.  I was still moving my finger on my clit, but I started slowing down.
The aftereffects from our orgasms seemed to last about fifteen minutes.
Nobody moved until they were done and our bodies had all stopped twitching.

My daughter rolled herself off her brother and I heard a slurp as his cock
popped out of her cunt.  I was still shaking, but I rolled toward her and
put a leg on hers.  Then I gently nipped at her ear, rubbing my nose
against it as I smiled.

"I love you two, so much," I whispered.

"We love you, too," Sophie said in response, looking right at me with a
smile.  Brandon grunted, which I knew meant he felt the same.

As usual after one of our "sessions", we all drifted asleep pretty quickly
after that.