The Family Slut, Part 2: Mommy Dearest - Sex Stories

The Family Slut, Part 2: Mommy Dearest

... door inside me only meant for me to open. There's no closing it once it's open. There was a carnality in me I couldn't erase. A healthy individual would have opened the door gradually, but my siblings had knocked it down and thrown me across the threshold against my will. Because of them, I could never separate my pleasure from my guilt. From this day forward, every sexual experience I might have would be doomed to suffer a mix of ecstasy and guilt. Because of them, sexual pleasure became shameful. And shame would become a substitute for pleasure. All I could do was submit. I turned my eyes to the floor, avoiding my mother's lustful gaze, and began to strip off my clothes. "Good girl," I heard my mom whisper. As my panties fell around my ankles, my stark nakedness dominating my own field of vision, mom got up and walked around me, inspecting my body, caressing my hips and shoulders. I could feel her breath on my neck as she positioned herself behind me, one hand adjusting my hair, the other hand massaging my stomach. I shivered as mom caressed my neck with her lips, then nibbled on my ear. Her hand inched down my stomach. An involuntary wetness began forming between my thighs. God, I just wanted to die right there in the kitchen. "You're such a beautiful girl Lizzy," mom whispered into my ear. "I should have done this sooner, but things were different with Zack and Cassie. But none of that matters. You're the one I've been waiting for the longest. And now I finally have ...

... you." Mom's expert hand slipped between my thighs, finding my clit and pressing it with the tip of her fingers. My abdomen quivered with the sudden and unexpected intensity of the sensation. Mom chuckled in response to my involuntary reaction. "That's it. Don't fight it or force it. Just let it happen." Like Hell I will. Or so I thought at least. But my body was beyond my full control. Mom suddenly reached down with her hand, bending her fingers up and probing the freshly-violated folds of my pussy. I gasped with involuntary pleasure. My own mother was working my body into a sexual frenzy. "Yeah, suck it." My eyes darted up to see Zack standing in the doorway with his jeans around his ankles, Cassie slowly inching her mouth around our brother's sizable cock. They were getting off to what mom was doing to me. Mom suddenly spun me around to face her, pushing me up against the counter top, and knelt down in front of me. Suddenly, I could feel the heat of mom's breath on my clit as she brought her tongue up and parted my pussy lips with a quick flick of her tongue. The sensation was so new and intense to me, I couldn't figure out how to react. A sudden squeal escaped my lips. The sound apparently urging her on, mom responded by rapidly alternating between sucking on my clit and flicking it roughly with her tongue. My knees shook in response. "Oh fuck yes!" The sudden noise made me turn my head to see that Zack no longer had his thick cock in our sister's mouth. Instead, Cassie had ...