After that clean break with Rebecca and Jessica things sort of got back to normal. But my perception of myself would never be the same again. I grew up mostly with an absentee father, my step-mom Kate and my sister, Jane. As far as I could remember Jane and I spent most of our weekends with my mom, Olivia. Kate and her first husband used to be the tennis coaches in our country club before my parents’ divorce and Kate ended up married to my dad, Brian. Kate was a so called “big-bone” girl, six feet tall and around 200 pounds. She was what older folks would call handsome, with a seventy percent ressemblance to film star, Kate Winslet. She had stopped playing tennis but still kept fit with swimming and calisthenic exercises. She was statuesque alright. I used to be in awe of her. The first thing she did every morning was to do her exercises on the balcony of her second floor bedroom. When I was fourteen I always got hard watching her in her sheer night gown bending, stretching and twisting on the balcony. Her broad shoulders were well matched by her broad hips. She had a good pair of breasts which even in her thirties did not droop that much. The fact that she had not bored any child might have something to do with it. And God, her long thighs and calves. And in her thirties the extra weight she put on went gloriously to her bum and thighs. On windy days her night gown would be blown pressed against her breasts, bum and thighs, shapping her to look like a Goddess. On some lucky days, the wind would blew open her gown for a few magical moments, revealing her upper thighs and that well-thatched pussy. She loved to sleep naked. I got up early just to watch her from the side of the swimming pool, sometime wanking away.

One precious side effect of sex with Rebecca was the boost she gave to my sexual confidence. Before Rebecca, even when I was nineteen, I could still only adore Kate from afar. Sure, I had built up in bulk with playing basket ball and squash but I did not think I could impress a woman like Kate with my physics. But now I knew what I could do to a woman, even a body-builder like Rebecca. I felt confident enough to join her in swimming a few laps before lunch.

“How did you get those scratches on your back?” Kate asked when we rested on the side of the pool.

“A woman did that.” I replied, with just a little smile on my face.

“Oh! Really?” Kate smiled back. She seemed impressed.

Every morning I was there watching her doing her exercises on the balcony. Only now I changed to wearing my boxer shorts instead of my jean, hoping that she would see the “tent” on my crotch. I could not be sure if she saw my “tent”, but two days later she came down to the poolside for her exercises. I, on my part, unabashedly exhibited my lusty admiration of her body and made no effort to hide my “tent”. There was nobody else but us in the house. Dad had taken my sister, Jane, with him on his business trip. On the fourth such morning there was no doubt the heat was on and both Kate and I knew what was going to happen next. At the end of the exercises she gently ran her hands over her gown from top to bottom so that the gown would absorb her sweat and left her feeling dry and cool. But it was a lot more than that. She was actually doing what a strip-tease would do. She fondled her breasts too. And when she ran her hand over her thighs she also pressed the gown in between them into the crotch. She also turned around and rubbed her gown into the crack of her butt. I reached into my shorts and started stroking my cock.

“Come on. Let’s have breakfast first. We do need to build up our energy, don’t we ?” Mom smiled mischeviously. When we got to the kitchen she poured us each a glass of orange juice. And before we had finished the juice our own juices were already wetting our crotches. She took off her night gown and told me to follow. I took off my boxer shorts and held on to my stiff cock, not wanting it to swing uncomfortably while I was walking. When we got to her spacious bedroom She shut the windows but did not draw the curtains. Obviously she wanted to make love in a bright room. She turned on the air conditioner as it was a warm summer day. As she turned around I held her head in my hands and kissed her hard on her lips. After a while I took my tongue out of her mouth to lick the sweat off her face, her neck, her breasts and her armpits. I enjoyed the hair and the enticing smell of her armpits. The cold blasts from the aircon was getting a bit uncomfortable and we moved onto her bed.

Her nipples were already hard. I sucked on one and squeezed and rubbed the other breast. I carassed her tummy and moved right down to where the action should be. My God! Did she have a camel toe. It was big and full. I imagined it must look like what comedienne Niki Glaser said about her own vagina, “an over packed soft luggage”. I opened my mouth wide to take in the whole camel toe and started sucking and licking. My cock was never as hard as at that moment. I licked around the camel toe and both sides of her inner thighs. She was moaning and her pussy’s juice mixed with my saliva to produce an attractive odour.

“Get inside now. Get inside now”, she pled. I guessed she must have missed sex for quite a while for her to get this hot this fast. I stuck my cock into her and she was tight and well lubricated. As she was of the same height as me, so when I lowered my whole body onto her I could kiss her full on her lips, lick her face and neck and nibble on her earlops and neck. The lower part of my body was not idle either. I pulled out and pushed in my seven or eight inch cock slowly and deliberately, savouring every moment.

“Yes,yes. That was good. Fuck the hell out of me, my dear dear boy .” She blurted out between audible intakes of cold air and blowing out of hot air.

“I love you mom. I will fuck you as much as you want.” I excelerated my piston fucking of mom. I fucked her so hard our lower bodies seemed to bounce with the mattress. I went on for another five minutes and I could feel that the moment was near.

“Darling, darling. Finish me off. Now, now.” Mom was panting. Her eyes were closed and her face was flushed with beads of sweat. As I quickened my pace with short hard stabs into her drenched pussy she shivered and contracted her pussy wall in a huge orgasm. I groaned, pushed my cock into her depth and let go bursts of hot liquid. I lay on top of her soft, firm body in complete bliss. Mom was the first to recover enough to speak.

“That was a really good fuck. It’s been quite a while since I had one like this. Don’t worry about your jizz, jason. I am not capable of getting pregnant. The doctor has certified that.”

“No wonder your pussy is in such perfect condition. Perhaps another reason is that you did not fuck too often?”

“You are right. My first husband was a fitness freak. For him, besides exercises there is still more exercises. And he did not consider fucking me exercise enough so he rather do weight lifting than fucking his wife. And you know your father. He has lots of other women. Most of the time he did not think I was just that fuckable.”

“Wow! If I had known that I would have started fucking you years before. I really do like fucking you very very much. I have always adored and respect you and I will not change one bit after this. Can we shower together?” She agreed.

I took palms full of liquid soap and smeared over her body before rubbing her all over. I got a really good and close appreciation of her body. I ran my slippery hands over her breasts, her tummy, her bum, her long thighs and her beautiful big camel toe. And when the shower cleaned away the soap suds I had before me a goddess with wet shimmering skin. She did the same for me, washing me and my cock deftly. To my surprise my cock quickly got hard. This was something Jessica and Rebecca had tried so hard and failed to achieve. And it now just naturally happened. We quickly half dried ourselves and went back to the bed.

“I seldom had an orgasm this hard and I never had a second orgasm one after the other. I don’t know if I can take it. Please do it slowly this time around, will you?” Mom said while slowly stroking my hig hard cock. I pulled my cock out of her hand becasue I wanted to be sure that I could last long enough fucking her actual pussy to give her her second orgasm. I did not want to be over stimulated before I got inside her. I went straight to work on her pussy. Her beautiful “young” pussy was properly shut after having just been penetrated and fucked hard bearly half an hour ago. I pried it open with my thumb and forefinger and it was pink and fresh. Once again I latched my entire mouth onto it and sucked. Although mom had pushed out most of my jizz during our shower, what remained now went into my mouth. I licked her clit and about half an inch into her vagina. It appeared that her clit was actually not too sensitive or sore after our last fuck because it did not last very long. Mom did not complain as I increased pressure on it. I lifted her butt slightly and licked her anus. It took nearly ten minutes to get her juice to flow and for her to moan.

“You can come in now. But keep it slow” Mom knew her body. It was wonderful to see her pussy engulfed my entire cock, and our blond hair meshed together. It was long, slow strokes for the first ten minutes. She lifted up her upper body and rested on her elbows so that she could see my cock going in and out of her swollen pussy. Then she fell back onto the bed and lifted her knees on both sides of me and I knew she was ready for the home stretch. I started pounding her hard, my pube bangging against her clit. And finally after about ten minutes she was almost there. I pressed my body down hard on her and she pressed my head next to hers as my poundig sent a wave of vagina contractions through her. But I did not cum yet. I got my cock out and started masturbating. Then mom reached out and took one quarter of my cock into her mouth while I masturbated the rest of the shaft. With her strong tongue action we finally got to the climax. After swallowing my jizz she lay down to rest.

“When they are back home can we still be fucking, mom?” I stroke her face and kissed her again. I looked at that lovely body and knew I want a lot more of it.

“No problem at all. You can move into my bedroom if you so wished and I am not kidding.” She took out her lap top and open up one of her video file. I immediately recognised the scene to be my sister Jane’s bedroom.

“About eight months ago Brian said he wanted to spend his nights in his den too. Whatever, I thought. He wasn’t of much use lying next to me either. One night, I woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep. I got my computer out to watch some tv serial. After about an hour I decided to get a drink. As I walked past Jane’s room I saw light under the door and heard some voices. I pressed my ear to the door and recognised the voices to be those of Brian and Jane. What could they be doing this time of the night. It was two in the morning. A few days later I set up a mini-camera inside the room and this was what I have got.” The video showed Jane and dad having sex and their faces were totally and clearly exposed.

“I sent a copy of it to Brian and a message saying that I won’t be using it to harm him or Jane. You know your dad is a very rich man but also a stingy one. Your mom, Olivia did not get what she should from her divorce. I wanted to be sure that when he ditches me I would get a fair alimony. And this video is just an insurance.” Mom did not let me watch the rest of the video.

Actually I did not move into my mom’s bedroom. We could have sex anytime and anywhere we wanted. Nevertheless we were discreet about it. So did dad and Jane. Not to be discreet would simply be bad taste. Apparently dad was not at all bothered by my affairs with mom. Obviously he was stingy with his money but not with his women. The house was big and the two pairs of us could easily not cross each other’s path. Besides, dad and Jane spent most of their time outside the house. Dad was teaching Jane the family business, and he also had two other apartments in the city. Mom and i fucked whenever and wherever our fancy took us; morning, noon or night: in the bedroom, by the side of the pool, in our car out in the countryside, and even at the cinema. We were like a pair of newly weds. But, eventually every woman in my life would end up shocking me. And this was how my mom, Kate did it.

“Olivia would be spending her holiday with us this autumn. You know something, Jason? I would no doubt be fucking you even if you came out of my very own womb. You are the best thing that I ever had but I would like to share you with Olivia. What do you think ?”. I was at a lost for words. Really? Olivia?

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