Quarantined with Kell, Part VI - Sex Stories

Quarantined with Kell, Part VI

... turn, taking my leisure as I suckled at my mother’s breasts.

I happened to glance towards the laptop. Now in addition to Kell watching, Bridget had joined the call and she and Kell were kissing and fondling each other’s bodies as they watched my mother and I go at it.

I was still working over my mother’s breasts. Her skin was the softest I had ever felt on a woman before. It was like silk over cotton. I could have spent hours lost on her chest, but then I remembered what she had done, why it all came to this, and I was ready to turn my attention elsewhere.

I pulled back and gave one of her nipples a rather hard pinch.

“Ouch!” my mother exclaimed. “What was that for.”

“Let’s not forget what you did,” I said. “You still have to be punished.”

I pushed her down on all fours on the bed and grabbed her ass. Her cheeks were lily white and just as soft as the rest of her. I slapped one side, then the other. She let out a moan, that was answered by a pair of groans from the direction of the laptop. I looked over. Bridget and Kell weren’t even paying attention to us anymore. They were in the midst of a 69 on Bridget’s bed.

“I can’t believe I’m even taking part in this,” my mother said. I slapped her ass again, hard. She cursed.

“You’ve done worse,” I said. “Knock of that good girl act. We know all about you now.”

She didn’t say anything for a moment, then finally she shook her head. “Well then, if you’re going so spank mommy’s ass, then fucking do it ...

... already.”

“Fuck yeah,” I said. I went at it lustily. I slapped one side, then the other. My mother’s body was practically a double of Bridget’s, and her ass jiggled and shook with each blow. Her white skin turned pink at first, then an angry red, with goose bumps and several rows of welts. I didn’t stop until I could see that my blows really hurt her.

“On your knees,” I said, and pulled her off the bed, forcing her to kneel in front of me where I stood. “Now be a good mommy, and suck my cock.”

She was finally becoming a good girl and didn’t have to be told twice. She licked the head of my cock, teasing the tip, the aperture, the underside. She slid her mouth down the shaft slowly, pressing her tongue against the underside, letting me feel it slipping down every inch. I looked down on her as she did this. It could have been Bridget or my mom, the only difference being the small cultivated patches of gray her temples. She worked her way up and down the shaft, sucking hard as her lips slipped in and out. She looked up at me with the same doe eyes Bridget had displayed that night in the attic. It just made me that much harder. I had fucked Bridget, now I was going to fuck my mother.

She pulled her mouth off my cock and lifted up her breasts, burying my cock in the soft flesh between them, using her spit to lubricate. I closed my eyes and surrendered for a moment to the sensation of my own mother on her knees in front of me giving me a blow job and a tit fuck, while my sister ...