Coming Home
Copyright© 1999 by A. Quarterman
Chapter 15: PAT tells: Student Becomes Teacher
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 15: PAT tells: Student Becomes Teacher - A young man comes back home to his mother
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt Nephew Exhibitionism Voyeurism
Betsy had my entire clitoris in her mouth and was sucking me. At the same time I felt her slippery fingers move over my pussy, one of them slid into my opening.
I was lying on my back, legs up and open and, oh God, her mouth was right down between them. She slid her finger into me then out again while she mouthed my clitoris. What she was doing was sending very, very luscious feelings through me. Then Betsy varied her pattern, abandoning my poor clitoris for a moment and tonguing my sensitive inner lips.
When she returned to my clit, her tongue began flickering rapidly right next to it on one side then the other, moving the hood but only occasionally touching the center directly, teasing yet still sending building waves of sensation through my body.
"Please. Please. Please." Feeling myself shaking and trembling on the verge of climax, I moaned, my pelvis now arching up of its own accord to meet each thrust of Betsy's finger. I gasped when Bets sucked my entire clitoris into her mouth again and cried passionately,.
"OHH. That's beautiful. It's gonna make me come. Ohhh. Ohhh. It's right there!" I felt my vaginal and anal muscles contracting on Betsy's finger as the first wave of orgasm flooded through me. It kept growing in pulses as my contractions lengthend. "Ohhh, yes! Yes! OHHH!"
Betsy was licking my clitoris softly now, helping me finish.
A few minutes later, I pulled her up until our faces were near and our hips joined. "I had forgotten how nice another girl could make me feel."
"Well, after all, you taught me how. I loved doing it then and I still love doing it, seeing you get so hot when I stick my finger up you. I wouldn't mind doing it to you again right now." She paused, then whispered naughtily, "Want to taste what you tasted like?" I nodded. She lowered her mouth and we kissed. Mouths opened and tongues mingled softly, passing saliva filled with the essence of my vagina and clitoris into my own eager mouth to taste. "Ummm." Doesn't taste too bad at all." I murmered when we finally pulled apart.
A few minutes later we were still lying side by side. My sister's leg over my hip, our fingers fondling each other's breasts softly, talking. "Tory really likes your boobs." Betsy said, running her fingers over the large aureolas and up to the tip of the nipple, which stiffened under her ministrations. "I've noticed he constantly sneaks looks at them." She sat up. "Hey! I think I'll try one of your tee shirts on. Where are they?"
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