Meeting the Birth Mother, Part III - Sex Stories

Meeting the Birth Mother, Part III

... embraced. She touched my shoulder and I felt something else, something similar but different. Cora had changed when Sheena arrived. There was something more going on here that met the eye.

All three of us, at once, turned to my mom in the doorway.

“Seems we have a lot to talk about,” she said, and gestured us inside.

Sheena didn’t question it much when we all went out to the pool, undressed, and hopped in. As if skinny dipping was just the most normal thing in the world. She moved close and pressed against me. Cora had also moved close and was on the other side. It was like we three had become one. I had my arms around their asses, and somehow instinctively both of their hands were hovering on my stomach near my cock.

My mom leaned against the side of the pool.

“What’s going on here?” I asked.

“I didn’t expect this kind of a reaction,” my mom said, looking perplexed.

“What kind of a reaction?”

“This!” she pointed at us. “I understand your reaction to Sheena, but if you were going to react to Cora I would have expected it when you first met her, not when Sheena arrived.”

“Stop talking in riddles!” I said. “What’s going on?”

My mom turned to Cora. “Cora, you’ve been lied to. I’m your mother. You three are siblings.”

Cora and I blurted out “what?” in unison.

“A year before my brother had his way with me and conceived these two, he did the same thing the first time. That time I fought him, and I was left unconscious with a broken arm, a ...

... fractured rib, and a face that looked like raw hamburger. That was why when he tried the same thing a year later I didn’t fight him. I knew what he could do. Cora, you were the product of that first night. Everyone, of course, blamed me, they always do. They wanted to protect Andre and they figured I was unfit to be a mother. So they placed Cora with my sister.”

Cora approached our mother. They hugged and shared a deep kiss.

“I believe you,” Cora said. “I’m so sorry. I promise you, you will never have to give me up again, I am yours - and yours...” she gestured at Sheena and I. “I have always loved you better than the woman who tried to be my mother.”

Cora and my mother paired off as Sheena and I watched. Sheena pressed her breasts against the side of my chest, and lay an arm on my growing cock. I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and with the other I slowly caressed her breasts.

Cora was deep into a soul kiss with my – our - mother. She slipped her tongue out and ran it down our mother’s chin, down her neck, and down to her breasts, licking the tips and sucking. My mother lifted her tits to bring them closer to Cora’s face. Cora lapped all around the wide aureoles and my mother threw her head back with a gasp. She lifted Cora’s head back up to her own face and kissed her again.

“I will never, ever, let you go again.”

Our mother hopped up on the side of the pool and spread her legs. Cora dove in. Either she was a fast learner or had previous lesbian experience she ...