Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Austin walked past the lake holding his sister in his arms. They'd managed to get down the mountain, somehow, without making another stop. The rain had dropped down to nothing. It was still careful going. The trail was slick and a few times the two siblings had almost slipped into sledding their way down to the bottom.

Lexi was almost lifeless. Her wrists held tight around her brother's neck, but otherwise she hung limp. Eyes lolled back. A few times, Austin actually stopped to watch her chest rise and fall (also to check out her tits, they were awesome after all) to make sure she was still alive. He'd heard the term 'fucked the life out of her' before but had never seen it in practice. He wondered if this was a final side effect of the supplement: the body shutting down after so much effort. But then, why wasn't Austin, himself, feeling sleepy? Quite the opposite, he was energized. Like he could carry two Lexis, if needed. Holding his sister's naked body -- the scent of her shampoo and her sex wafting over him -- that definitely helped give him strength.

Finally, he got to the bottom of the trail and started walking around the lakeshore. He heard sounds in the distance but couldn't make them out. Austin thought about putting Lexi down and racing ahead, but decided that leaving her there, by the side of the water, wasn't a good idea. Even if she did wake up (and he truly wasn't sure she would), she wouldn't be able to walk anywhere. What kind of brother would he be, leaving his sister alone in the mud?

As he got closer, Austin could see the family tents, still standing around the picnic table. The sun reflected off the side of the SUV like it had never stopped shining. Everything seemed fine. Although, what was he expecting, exactly? To see Godzilla munching on a tent while King Kong and Mothra went off-roading in the car?

Now, Austin saw what looked like three people lying on the ground near the fire pit. He couldn't tell them apart, but they seemed to all be writhing against each other. Their voices clear.

"Please Mommy, I want Daddy's cuuuummm. I need it inside my pussy, Mommy. So bad!" It was Molly. She was shouting it, tears streaming down her face. She had her arms around her knees and she was rocking back and forth. Her position kept most of her body covered, but Austin could still examine his baby sister's naked body for the first time. Her ample hips and breasts. It wasn't Austin's thing really, but he could still appreciate Molly's body.

Then Austin turned and saw Christine, his mother, lying nearby. Also completely naked. Her tits even smaller than Lexi's little ones and fucking perfect in every way. Christine's tight ass and well-shaped abs. Austin swore he could even see the blonde tuft of her pussy peeking up. God DAMN.

As Austin watched -- frozen in shock and desire -- Christine got off the ground and crawled over to her husband. James turned and smiled haughtily, presenting his penis to his wife. Like it was nothing, like they weren't all naked in the middle of a park with their children watching nearby, Christine leaned forward and dutifully sucked at her husband's dick. But Austin could see something was off. The way his mother seemed to shift her rump back and forth slightly. The way her feet curled. It was subtle, but to the attentive son it screamed. His mother needed something more. Something only her son could now provide.

Without another thought, Austin lay his big sister on the ground and sprinted over to where the rest of his family was rollicking in the mud. Molly was still on the ground, wrapped around herself. Her hand buried between her legs. James leaned his head back, eyes closed, reveling in how his wife was licking him.

Austin started to speak, but froze on what to say. Hey Mom, I'm here to fuck you? The idea, he knew, was right. In the marrow of his bones. But the verbalization sounded so stupid no matter how he put it together.

Instead, Austin simply slipped behind his mother. Austin stared down at his Mom's bubble butt. He ran his hands along her lean thighs. Holy fuck. Lexi was sexy but what he held in his hands? This was a woman. Sculpted and precise like a work of art, but real, warm flesh.

Austin slowly adjusted his mother, so she was up on all fours -- presenting her sex to her son. She let him move her like a doll. The only thing she seemed to fight was letting her husband's cock slip even a centimeter out of her mouth. Austin gaped at his mother's pussy so well-presented. Nether lips a deep purple, clit extended like a tasting tongue. Austin felt his own need driving him forward. The dutiful son took his cock in his hand. Harder than he'd ever imagined possible. His balls throbbed in pain like he hadn't drained them in years. His heart thrummed against his ribcage. Austin leaned forward, spread his mother's lips with his free hand. Aimed his aching cock.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

And, without a word, mother and son became one once more.

Christine gasped as her son's cock entered her. Arched her back and groaned. His mother's pussy felt so tight, for a moment Austin wondered if he'd hit the wrong hole. But no, Christine's brown star winked back at him, unmolested. Austin drew back, then buried himself a little deeper. He strained as hard as he could, yet he felt like he was still only about halfway in.