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Motherfucker

... wrapped her thumb and fingers around the protruding shaft of Mom's huge clitoris, and she began pulling up and down on its hood.

And I watched in total silence as I saw Mom's clitoris become fully-erect, thanks to Lacey's manipulation of it.

"Okay, now stick your fingers up inside me. Come on. I know you want to," Mom said, as I looked down and saw Mom's own fingers disappear up into Lacey's vagina.

Lacey was obviously getting turned-on by what Mom was doing to her pussy. And before I knew it, Lacey had her groping fingers up inside of our mother's vagina.

After about a minute or so of mutual pussy fonding, Mom said to Lacey, "Now, this isn't so bad, is it? It's just two grown women letting down their inhibitions, and using their fingers to pleasure each other in the best way that two women can. Nothing more. Nothing less.

"Doing this with me doesn't make you gay, or bisexual, or weird. And it doesn't change the way that we feel about each other, except to bring us even closer together than we were before.

"However, what it does do is prove that you're human. Just like I am. And we both naturally like to have our genitals stimulated. And there's absolutely nothing wrong with that, is there?"

"No, ma'am," Lacey agreed.

"Good. Now get your fingers out of my pussy! And I'm going to go sit over there in that chair and diddle myself, while I'm watching you two kids trying to make a baby together."

Meanwhile, I was standing there beside the bed in ...

... total shock. I couldn't believe the impromptu, incestuous bisexual encounter that I had just witnessed taking place in front of my own eyes.

I was also feeling pretty damn embarrassed too, and I didn't know why I felt embarrassed like that. I mean, I wasn't one of the participants. I was just a passive observer.

"What's the matter, son?" Mom looked up at me as she was getting up out of bed, and asked, "Haven't you ever seen two women having sex in any of those online porn videos you watch?"

"Yeah, sure," I said.

"Well, take off your fucking clothes and let's get down to business!" Mom said authoritatively, in that familiar voice that I knew meant 'no messing around.'

When Mom sat down in the chair, my little sister quickly moved over to sit on the foot of the bed, facing my mother, while I was pulling down my PJ bottoms and my boxer brief underwear, and stepping out of them. Lacey kept staring at Mom, instead of looking at my naked body.

Then Mom said to Lacey, "I want you to tell your big brother what you want him to do to you tonight."

And Lacey turned towards me, and while looking down at the bedroom floor the whole time, she said to me in a very even tone-of-voice, "I want you fuck me and get me pregnant, if you can. Did Mom tell you that I'm ovulating right now, and that I'm not using any birth control?"

"Yes, she did," I replied, thinking about how long it must have taken Lacey to write and then memorize that little speech to me. Because it sounded ...