Safe From The Hurricane
Copyright© 2006 by Caesar
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Mom and her two kids are safe from the hurricane in their bunker until they let in a stranger.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/ft Teenagers NonConsensual Cheating Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter MaleDom Group Sex Voyeurism
The man took her hand and gently pulled her between our mother's still spread thighs. "Sharon can skip the foreplay, you will find her more than ready for you girl."
I stole a look up at moms face, still facing the wall. Silent tears rolling down her cheeks.
Sally did not need further urging and leaned over before the man, her slim tight bottom pressing into his thigh, bringing her face before our mother's still wet sex.
"No Sally... !" That squeak came from me.
My sisters eyes turned slowly towards me, blinking twice before she said, "I do this for you Gary. I love you. I have always loved you. There is nothing I wouldn't do to be with you."
Then, in calm slow movements, my sister Sally turned towards our mother's spread loins, opened her mouth and slipped her tongue out. I watched my sister's tongue disappear into the pink wet folds of my mother and it was the most erotic sight of my entire life.
I stumbled back another step and tripped to land onto another chest behind me. My eyes, though, never blinked - as I did not want to miss anything.
Mother gasped suddenly and her face turned towards me, eyes clenched tight, as her back arched off the chests beneath her. The man chuckled and I saw his hand stroking my sisters thin raised bottom, fingers frequently disappearing between her thighs. He saw my glare, "Better than fantasy isn't it Gary?"
I could not answer and turned my head back to my sister and my mother in shame. They were doing this because of me and I felt humiliated. My sister was licking with long smooth strokes from low down between our mother's thighs to the top of her cleft. The abundant moisture I saw there was not only my own mother's excitement but also that bastards sperm that he had undoubtedly pumped my mom full of.
Again mother moaned and arched her back, her strong thick calf muscles bunching up as her toes lifted off the cement floor so that they rose above my sisters head.
Another evil chuckle that I tried to ignore unsuccessfully.
"Come here girl." The man pulled Sally's wet dripping face away from our mother's sex and brought it to his renewed penis - it looking large pink and threatening. For the first time my sister showed emotion since removing her clothing, and tried to turn her head away in disgust. "You will do this Sally, or our deal is off!"
My sister clenched her eyes and did not move her face to the side when the blunt crown of the penis bumped into her lips - her mouth opening slowly to allow it entrance. The hard penis entered into my sisters small mouth and her cheeks puffed as if full - she immediately gagged when it was just over half ways inside her. The man pulled from her lips and pushed her back between our mother's pale fleshy thighs with disgusted frustration written upon his features. Sally returned willingly to licking at our mother's sex, even bring her fingers up to spread those fat outer lips to give herself better access. My view was superb - and I knew my fantasies would forever relive this night again and again.
The man looked at me in amusement, "Your sister could take some lessons from her mother about sucking cock." He was the only one laughing. At least his laughter was safer than his disappointment - what was he liable to do if angry?
With her legs jerking in the air, he was able to easily grasp mother's ankles, raising them further, pressing them back until her knees fought against her large breasts for space. With his half hard penis pressed into my sisters tiny tanned bottom he was looking down from above at her work. "That's it Sally - lower... no, lower still... now, push your tongue in!"
The guy looked back at me in delight, mom gasping as if unable to breath, "Sally has her tongue up your mother's ass Gary." His eyes returning to the encounter below him - I pushed myself back up to a standing position and stretched my neck to see better. Lower down, impossible to tell, I saw Sally moving her face in and out, her tongue hardened and pointed from her lips - moving fluidly within our mother.
Mom was really getting into it now - her upper body moving round as if she were delirious with fever.
"Now go back and push it into her cunt... deep Sally... how does that come-flavoured cunt taste girl?" The laughter was as evil as it had ever been.
From my new perch I could see my sister's tongue move in and out of the dripping wet pink folds, the meaty hairy outer lips pulled aside by her fingers. What was on my sisters mind? Not disgust, I guessed, as she really seemed, if not enjoying herself, then intensely concentrated on the task at hand.
The guy finally moved - allowing me to loose some of my apprehension from the position he had been relative to my sister. The guy went around the two chests and mother's prone body and pulled her face before shoving his cock into her mouth. Mom simply opened her mouth and sucked so that her cheeks hollowed - her eyes still clenched closed, her back still dancing from the licking her daughter was giving her. She even began to moan with pleasure at the action she was receiving from both ends.
That woman on the chests no longer resembled the woman that I had been born too!
With thin hips pumping smoothly back and forth, mother's mouth kept up effortlessly, the man turned his head back towards me, "Every girl is a slut boy - but the older ones really know how to enjoy a cock."
I noticed my sister had looked up between my mothers raised legs, past that furry dark nest and sweaty pale flesh, to watch the cock move in and out of our mother's mouth. In doing so, I noticed that her tongue had moved higher - teasing and tormenting the enlarged clitoris at the top of that pink wet flower. Within seconds of my realization mother squealed around her mouthful of cock and began to jerked beneath her daughters tongue. I was watching my mother climax and it was simply amazing!
Then, all too swiftly, it was over, my mother's legs having fallen and my sister sitting back with her face dripping with the combined juices and saliva of her work, the monster had pulled his hard cock out of mother's mouth and clapped his hands in appreciation of the show so far.
My heart reminded me that this night was far from over - I was the only one clothed, and this last scene was about who I would next be with. He nodded to my sister, "He is yours Sally", his eyes turning to wink in my direction as if we were partners in this little crime.
Sally smiled triumphantly, her eyes moving to me, to the bulge in my crotch. I noticed out the corner of my eye that even mother had turned to watch her children with an expression that was unreadable.
My sister stood and strode the few steps to me, our eyes never leaving the other. I must say that at this time of the evening I was trembling with desires - emotions that I had never felt before - images that I would never be able to erase.
Her arms came up to encircle my neck, pulling my head down to her lips. I came willingly - noticing how warm and full those lips were before I realized how wet, what that wetness included. Her dainty small tongue entered my mouth and I could not resist the image of it moving in and out of our mother rectum. I sucked it hungrily and my sister pressed her thin tiny body against my own, moaning into my mouth.
Hands slid down from my neck, rushed and fumbling with my clothing, hurting until I helped, my underwear slipping down my legs with my pants - my penis popping out between us as if gasping for air. My sister groaned and moved her smooth fleshed torso up and down my penis as if doing some lewd dance and I heard my own groan of pleasure in response.
Only then did my sister pull her mouth from mine, looking up intensely into my eyes, "I love you Gary - I have always loved you - and I would do anything to make you happy - anything!"
My younger sister gently pushed me backwards, so that I again fell to a sitting position on a heavy chest. My eyes still locked to hers as she straddled my lap, reaching down to spread her pink perfect hairless petals and descended. It all moved in slow motion, my sister's face becoming tense just before I felt that hot moist flesh kiss the head of my penis, her face dissolving into bliss and then concentration as she forced herself lower.
I felt my penis enter her body and was amazed at how tight it felt, how hot and wet. We paused at some barrier within her and she bit her bottom lip and shoved her weight down, tearing something, screaming out in pain so that my heart tore asunder to think of her hurt. "Sally?"
We were seated, her flesh touching my own, my hardness fully immersed within her body. She hungrily thrust her mouth against mine - our tongues quickly finding and sparing with the other.
Obviously we were two virgins so our movements were a thing of nature and not experience - she moving with her thigh muscles, up and down slowly, my hands moving around to cup her tiny hard ass to help, enjoying the touch immensely.
She suddenly released my tongue and removed her lips from mine - she gasped my head in both hands and then shoved it lower, pressing my mouth to her puffy adolescent nipples. I sucked what was offered - enjoying this new pleasure intensely.
I felt the pressure growing within me, felt the magnitude of the moment, my passion rapidly gaining towards that almost-familiar summit. My sister seemed be going up her own mountain towards the peak - her body dancing above my own, even the muscles inside her sex moving possessively upon my hardness. She pressed her lips to my ear and gasped frantically, "Hurry brother dear - come inside me - make me yours forever!"
The gates began to bulge under the pressure of the besiegers, my sister suddenly freezing above me, a high pitch squeal escaping her throat. Then I began to pump my seed into my own sibling, my cock jerking uncontrollably inside that tight perfect channel - it feeling as if fingers were milking me expertly all the while Sally screamed and gasped out in her own explosion.
It was a thing of beauty and I shall never forget it!
Then I heard the sounds of fury from outside the bunker and reality set in - the tiny body seemingly light and smaller than usual, her flesh hot and sweaty. My sister was looking into my eyes intensely, as if searching for something and fearing she may find it.
I saw my mother still laying upon the chests, he standing above her, his hand moving between her thighs as she pumped her hips lewdly. Had mother enjoyed the show I thought coldly?
My penis was deflating but my sister stayed on her perch above me, her mouth once again moving to whisper in my ear, "I want you inside me forever my brother my love!"
Mother had been right - Sally was a romantic. But so what, I loved her, loved what we had just done. My god, I realized with selfish joy, I was not even a virgin any longer!
A slap jerked me to the present and I looked at the man smirking - probably proud of the orgy of incest he had conjured within my family. "Sharon - why don't you and Sally go make us guys something to eat okay? I think we need to regain our strength." He laughed as the two women of my family moved nervously from behind the wall of boxes - effectively leaving us alone.
Silently they moved around, one lighting the kerosene stove, the other probably retrieving some food to warm up. I could almost feel how tense it was between mother and daughter - but no longer feeling sorry for them. I was part of this, an unwilling participant perhaps, but still a part of it. We all were. How could I ever look across a dinner table again and look at my mother and not think of her wiggling around in pleasure as she sucked another man while her own daughter had licked her to orgasm?
"Enjoy that Gary?"
What else could I do, I nodded. I had enjoyed it - very much. Better than any fantasy I had created in my head - better even than the tales in the locker room from the other guys after gym.
"There will be more fun later." I could not meet his eyes, feeling embarrassed but glad. "This is how its supposed to be right? The women doing anything to make their men happy."
I was acutely aware that mom and Sally could hear everything that was going on behind our cardboard wall.
"I have something special planned after we eat that I know you are going to enjoy!" His laughter echoed into oblivion as I allowed myself to become lost in the memory of having sex with my very own sister.
Mom passed me a plate of steaming hot beans, a slice of bread and a mug of hot tea, bringing me out of my memories. Sally did the same for the man who sat on the bed made out of chests. The girls disappeared and reappeared in seconds with their own food. They sat on the floor between us, all of us eating in silence - neither mother or my sister looking up from their plate.
It was while I ate that I realized that I had not seen the guys gun since he had disappeared for the first time with mother. Why had I been so blind - perhaps there had been a chance to overpower him, or hit him with something? But, I recalled coldly, then I would not have discovered my sisters love for me or have lost my virginity with her. Perhaps the safest course was simply to do what was demanded of me after all, he said he would leave the next day.
The man was finishing up his plate of beans, sipping his tea loudly, "How large is your cup size Sharon?"
Without looking up from her plate, "Double 'd'."
"Ha - I knew it!" To my sister, "Were you a virgin before tonight Sally?"
My sister stole a quick look at me, as I knew the answer to that question - having felt her hymen rip within her. "Yes."
He chuckled, he being the only one amused, "Well, that's one less thing to worry about isn't it?"
My eyes stole a glance at my silent mom. Sally had been in love with me, it was the reason why she had submitted to doing those terrible things amongst the three of us. But what about mother? I remember how our attacker had chuckled when he had first touched mother's sex, his words to suggest she was already excited - that meant she was wet right? But why? Was this some kind of kinky fantasy of hers and if it was, did that mean it involved Sally or I?
I was acutely aware of something else - the smell that was thick in the small bunker but more intensely, radiating from both ladies of my family. I had smelt it intensely from my sisters face - an earthy distinct scent that I knew its source. How many son's could forever recognize the smell of their mother's sex musk - their sisters?
"Sally, why don't you go clean up while the three of us have some fun." I saw mother shudder a single time - was it fear, disgust or more than likely I thought soberly, desire?
Sally did as directed but she looked at me worried, looking at mother with a venomous jealously that was obvious. Slamming the plates, spoons and mugs, she threw them into a metal pan on the other side of the cardboard wall, obviously displeased at being excluded.
"Stand up Sharon." She did, but with weary nervous movements. "Stand facing me and bend over at the waist." Mother did as directed, her bottom pressing out towards where I sat on my single chest.
Our tormentor stood smoothly and then moved towards mother's head, roughly yanking her hair so that his cock came into contact with her lips. Mother barely hesitated, damn her, allowing his half hard cock past her lips - she began to suck with an experience I was already questioning? The guy nodded, offering me mother's raised bottom.
And why the hell not? She was just a slut anyways right? I stood and glided over behind her, as if in a dream. If she didn't enjoy this, if she feared and detested the thought of her own sons touch she would have spoken up, given some sign of displeasure. My hand moved forwards and cupped upwards into the hairy hot place of my parent's loins - coming away slick, dripping with juice. I brought it up to confirm that it was my parents familiar scented juices - even tentatively tasting it, already familiar with it from my own sisters lips earlier.
Not surprising my cock was already hard, I simply gasped and moved my hips forwards. As if it were meant to be, I sunk within her super hot wet folds in one push - amazed that I could feel her juices dripping down to my balls and to the fronts of my thighs. It was the sound of her moan of pleasure, the tensing of her hidden cunt muscles on my cock as well as the little movement of her hips pressing back to me that dissolved any allusions about my mothers chastity. My hands found and roughly grasped her wide soft hips - already noticing the differences from her daughter, the sloppy looseness of her cunt, the soft abundance of her flesh. The sounds as I moved my cock were as loud, perhaps louder, than earlier when she had fucked this guy who was grinning across from me - her super wet cunt slopping and sloshing about my cock as it plunged within her folds again and again. She was pressing back against me rhythmically, groaning and moaning loudly at her obvious enjoyment of our incestuous union.
Then the guy pulled from her mouth and nodded for me to pause in my movements, mother looked with wild eyes over her shoulder, amazement and lust clouding her gaze. "I have something else planned Gary. Give me a second will you - you'll love it?"