Pet Mommy: My Daughter Submits by jasmine walker

Summary: Slut Mommy assists in making her daughter submit to her son.

Recap: This is actually part four. Obviously, you should read parts 1, 2 and 3 first, as they will help you understand how the mother ended up where she is now; if you have already read the first three parts and can’t remember the basic plot, or just want to start here on part four…here is a very brief summary of the story so far.

“Pet Mommy”: Creating a Mommy-Slut Summary: A mother learns her son fantasizes about fucking her and, realizing just how much he resembles her deceased dominant husband, decides to make his fantasy a reality…in the end seducing her son and becoming his submissive pet mommy.

“Pet Mommy”: DP Mommy Slut!-Summary: A mother’s dominant son makes another fantasy come true…her first double penetration.

“Pet Mommy”: Fucking with Mommy-Slut Summary: A mother’s task is to seduce her daughter and give her to her son as a present at his graduation…alas, things go terribly astray when the daughter takes the mother for herself.

Notes: Thanks as always to my editors MAB7991, Robert, Leann and Goamz for the laborious amount of time they spend in helping to make this sequel better.

PET MOMMY 4:

Crystal and I got home pretty late that night and, thankfully, Crystal didn’t insist we sleep together or anything…each of us headed to our own bedrooms.

I was startled when I entered mine to find Michael there in my bed on his laptop.

He asked, without looking up from his computer, “So how did it go?”

“Not as anticipated,” I answered, suddenly nervous at the consequences of yet another sexual weakness on my part.

“Explain,” he said, closing his laptop and moving it to the side table.

I retold the whole story, including my own lesbian sexual submission to her. He seemed slightly shocked at first, but then listened intently.

Once I was done, I finished with, “I’m sorry, Master, I just wasn’t strong enough to stand up to her and I didn’t want to tell her about you.”

He snapped his fingers and pointed to his crotch. I crawled onto the bed, tugged down the sheets and blanket and found a very stiff cock waiting for me. I bent down and took it in my mouth as he talked.

“Well, tomorrow we will have to put her in her place,” he said, as I devoured his whole cock with my mouth.

“How?” I asked, a moment later.

As he grabbed my head and guided it back onto his cock he said, rather vaguely, “Psychological warfare.”

I bobbed on his cock, enjoying being back in my comfortable submission position pleasuring my son. I bobbed up and down on his stiff rod, enjoying it in my mouth. A few minutes later I was swallowing Michael’s seed. Once he was done, I climbed up into his arms and fell asleep in his warm embrace.

The next morning, I was alone in bed. I got up, grabbed a robe, and headed to the kitchen. I was surprised to see Michael already in his tux. He greeted me, “Good morning Mom.”

“Good morning,” I yawned.

He smiled, “Don’t be yawning already, it’s going to be a long day.”

“Just need coffee,” I said robotically, going to the coffee machine.

“Not cock?” he quipped.

“Oh that too,” I smiled, always ready to feed his aggressive sexual behaviour and my insatiable appetite for his cum.

“Knees, Mom,” he ordered.

“But Crystal could come down any second,” I fretted.

“She already knows you’re a submissive slut,” Michael shrugged.

“Michael please,” I pleaded, usually liking his dirty talk, but thinking it seemed out of place with Crystal upstairs, even after she dommed me last night.

“Please shove my cock in your mouth or please shove your dick in my cunt or please sodomize me with your massive rod?” Michael asked, moving towards me.

My cunt dampened at his nasty words and as usual I shifted from mother to slut, consequences be damned. I answered, ready for whatever he wanted to do to me, “My body is yours to use as you please, Master.”

“Get me hard, Mommy-pet,” he ordered, his hands going to my shoulders and guiding me to my knees.

“Aren’t you already?” I pouted as I looked up at him.

“Find out for yourself,” he smirked, looking down at me.

I fished out his cock and discovered it was already hard and ready for action, but I took it between my lips anyways.

I bobbed back and forth on his gorgeous cock in my own kitchen with my dominant daughter, my Mistress, upstairs. It was nerve-wracking, yet equally exhilarating.

As I continued to deep throat his iron hard rod, I pondered how I had a son as a Master and a daughter as a Mistress, and how it could all fall apart in seconds.

“Pussy or ass, Mommy-slut?” he asked.

“Your choice, baby, but my cunt is on fire right now,” I answered, taking his cock out of my mouth, the risk of being caught somehow turning me on.

“Drop your robe and bend over the table,” he instructed.

“If Crystal comes?” I asked, already obeying by removing my robe.

“It isn’t about her coming, it’s about me coming,” Michael answered, playing on my words.

“Isn’t that the truth,” I playfully smiled, bending over the table, leaving both my cunt and ass available for his beautiful fuck stick.

I wasn’t surprised when he slid his cock in my ass. It had been his favourite hole of late and the one that usually got me the most animated. “Oooooh, you are such a bad boy, Michael, fucking Mommy’s ass,” I moaned as his cock filled my back door.

“Just how you love it,” Michael smirked.

“Sooo true,” I moaned as he began sliding his big cock in and out of me.

I forgot all about the risk of getting caught by Crystal and just enjoyed the sensation of being ass fucked.

For a few minutes he fucked my ass, eventually pounding me so hard the table began to move. I moaned, “Oh yes, baby, fuck Mommy hard.”

“On your knees, Mom,” Michael ordered, as he pulled out of my ass.

I quickly spun around, dropped to my knees, and opened my mouth just in time to feel the first spray of his cum hit my face. A second and third rope of cum hit my face and mouth before I leaned forward and took his still pulsating cock in my mouth.

After only a few seconds, he pulled out and said, “Sorry, but Crystal will be home any minute now.”

“She’s not here?” I asked, surprised.

“She went for a jog,” Michael revealed.

“So what is the plan now?” I asked, standing up.

“I don’t know yet, but make sure she is home and dressed sexy when I get home from the grad party,” he instructed.

“That won’t be easy,” I said.

“Just make sure she is here,” Michael said. “I will take care of the rest.”

“I Iove a confident man,” I purred.

“And no coming until Crystal is mine,” Michael ordered.

“Okay,” I sighed, my pussy burning at the moment, unsure how I would refuse if Crystal tried to make me.

“I’m going to shower,” Michael said, leaving me alone in the kitchen.

I quickly washed the cum off my face and made myself presentable just in time as Crystal came in all sweaty from her run.

“Hi, my dear,” I greeted, not sure what our relationship would be after yesterday.

“Hi, Mom,” she smiled back, looking around for Michael.

“He is in the shower, I think,” I said.

“So we have time?” She smiled.

“For what?” I asked.

“For you to have some breakfast,” Crystal said, tugging down her shorts.

“Not here, Crystal,” I firmly said.

“Are you disobeying me?” She asked, raising her eyebrow.

“Yesterday was a mistake,” I said.

“Is that what you think?” Crystal asked.

“Yes,” I said. “I am your mother.”

“And my pet,” she added, emphasis on the ‘my’.

“No,” I said. “Plus, you are going back home in a couple of days.”

“All the more reason to enjoy the weekend,” she smiled, moving towards me.

Suddenly realizing I had an opportunity, I said, “Tell you what. We can continue our mommy-daughter time after we return from Michael’s graduation.”

“Hmmmmm,” she said, staring me in the eye.

“I’ll be your complete mommy-slave fuck-toy,” I offered, talking crudely in hopes of drawing her back into the original seduction plan.

“I don’t know, my cunt is calling your name,” she said.

“Please, wait till then,” I said, adding, “I will obey anything you order me to do then.”

“Anything?” She asked, such words being rather extreme.

“My body is your canvas,” I replied, sounding corny as hell.

“Okay, Mommy, I’ll behave until after the graduation. But then you are fucking mine,” Crystal said, slapping my ass and leaving me in the kitchen alone.

I shook my head, wondering what I had gotten myself into.

…..

The graduation was boring, like they always are, and both Crystal and I got a few extra looks because of our gowns, which were rather extravagant for a high school graduation…both of us truthfully outshining many of the teenage girl graduates. I liked getting looks and, although nervous, I was really excited to see how Michael planned to deal with Crystal.

Michael found us after the ceremony and said, “Wow, you two. This is a graduation, not a wedding.”

I quipped, “We just wanted to make you look good.”

Crystal added sharply, “Especially because you can’t do it yourself.”

“Love you too,” Michael replied, trading shots like they always did. “But seriously, Crystal, you look super hot.”

“Yuck…I’m your sister,” she said, her face scrunching up like a dried raisin.

“I didn’t say I wanted to fuck you,” Michael said, shocking her.

“Michael!” She gasped.

“I need a picture of my big man,” I said, trying to change the subject, the innuendo transparent to Crystal, but not to Michael.

I took a couple of pictures of Michael just as Frederick arrived.

Frederick repeated Michael’s words, “Holy cow, Ms. Lodge and Crystal, you two are the hottest ones here.”

Crystal glared, “And you look just as nerdy as you always have.”

Frederick quipped back, “I know you love me, Crystal. One day you will accept it.”

“When hell freezes over,” Crystal snapped back.

“With global warming that could be sooner than you think,” Michael quipped, clearly foreshadowing his full intentions, which Crystal was oblivious to.

“Why don’t I take a picture of the whole family,” Frederick said, ignoring the insult.

I agreed, “Thanks, Frederick, that would be great. I don’t get my two babies together often anymore and never dressed so…maturely.”

I got Michael in the middle of Crystal and I and Frederick took a few pictures.

Once done, Michael slyly pinched my ass and I yelped.

Crystal looked at me and asked, “You okay, Mom?”

“Oh fine, I just stumbled a bit,” I said, blushing.

“So what are you two studs up to now?” I asked.

Crystal laughed, “An all-night marathon of dungeons and dragons.”

“That was last weekend,” Frederick countered, missing the sarcasm completely.

Michael said, staring directly at Crystal, “Oh, I plan to have a very eventful evening.”

Crystal, not catching on at all to her brother’s implications, laughed, “Oh, I am sure you do.”

I said, “Well Michael. You have fun.”

“Oh, I plan to,” Michael smiled, leaning in and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

Once the boys were gone, Crystal asked, “Ready to go home and play?”

“Oh Crystal, let’s go and get a bite to eat first,” I said, trying to delay it as long as possible.

“Sure,” Crystal said, “Although my play time does have you eating a fair amount.”

“Crystal!” I gasped playfully, enjoying the sexual word play.

“Let’s go,” Crystal said. “I can’t handle all these teenagers staring at me.”

“Well, you look good enough to eat,” I quipped, unable to not take advantage of the set-up.

“Mother!” Crystal mocked shock.

I laughed, “Look what you have done to me.”

“Oh, it is only the beginning,” Crystal purred, as we headed to the car.

At the restaurant, I decided it was time to begin planting seeds in Crystal’s mind that she wasn’t as dominant as she thought she was. As we waited for the bill, after a dinner dripping with sexual innuendo, I announced out of nowhere, “Crystal, I have something I need to tell you.”

“What?” Crystal asked, her impatience one of her biggest flaws.

“I have a Master,” I bluntly announced, trying to shock her.

“Excuse me?” she gasped.

I repeated, “I have a Master.”

“Who?” she asked clearly annoyed.

“I can’t say,” I answered.

“Tell me!” she demanded.

“I can’t,” I repeated.

“I’m your Mistress,” she pointed out.

“But I had a master first, and I obey him without hesitation,” I stated, before adding, “It was actually his idea to seduce you.”

“I can’t believe this,” Crystal said, clearly frustrated, as the waitress showed up with the bill.

I took the bill and stood up.

Crystal said, “This conversation isn’t over.”

“Of course,” I nodded, before adding, “but I won’t reveal who he is. He will reveal himself if he chooses to.”

“Fuck,” Crystal cursed, as she walked away.

I paid the bill and went to the car.

On the drive home Crystal stewed, clearly pissed off and giving me the silent treatment until she suddenly announced, “I think we need some new toys for tonight,” And instructed me to pull into an adult store we were passing by.

“You going to fuck mommy?” I asked, unable to turn off my insatiable desire to submit and be a complete slut as well as to continue stirring the pot.

“Or vice versa,” she shrugged, leading me into the store.

I learned, in case it wasn’t already obvious, that my daughter was as sick, twisted and kinky as her mother. She made me buy a double ended dildo, two different sizes of strap-ons, handcuffs, a blindfold, a vibrating butt plug, and a choker, which she put on me right in front of the older man at the checkout.

“This is to be worn at all times as a constant reminder of who owns your cunt,” Crystal said, before adding for dramatic effect, and to humiliate me even further, clearly trying to establish her dominance, “and who owns your cunt?”

“You do, Mistress,” I replied, playing the role of submissive as best I could.

“What else am I to you, slut?” She asked, putting the collar on me.

“My daughter,” I answered.

“Pay for our sex toys, Mommy-slut,” she ordered, before asking the older man, “is there a glory hole in this establishment?”

“No, ma’am,” the older man replied, as she shocked me once again…by being seemingly willing to have me suck a stranger’s cock…which was oddly a turn on.

“Too bad,” Crystal shrugged.

I couldn’t help myself as I added, “I really could use a load or two.”

The man’s face was one of utter shock which is really saying something because you would have to assume he saw a lot of crazy shit in that establishment.

“Pay the man, Mommy-slut,” Crystal ordered.

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, enjoying getting this stranger horny.

Once outside, Crystal ordered, “Put the vibrating butt plug in your ass, Mother.”

“Here?” I asked, a few people within viewing distance of us.

“Yes,” Crystal said, pointing to a side alley that probably would hide my public act. “We need to get that ass of yours trained.”

I replied, partly to shock her again, partly to avoid having to put it in, but mostly to remind her she wasn’t really in charge, “Master pounds my ass regularly.”

“You really are a nasty slut, aren’t you mother?” She asked, although the question was rather rhetorical.

“Master has opened up my inner slut,” I replied, rather matter-of-factly, before adding with a chuckle, “literally.”

“Go plug your ass, Mother,” Crystal again instructed.

“Okay,” I said, for the first time tentative about obeying an act.

I moved to the concealment of the alley and was just lifting up my dress when Crystal added, “Be sure to turn it on vibrate.”

I turned it on and awkwardly, (if anyone was watching it would have been hilarious to see, I imagine) put the vibrating plug in my ass.

I returned to Crystal who quipped, “Ready to buzz off?”

“I’d rather just get ass fucked,” I answered, which, although I was trying to shock her, was the truth.

Back in the car, as Crystal drove, it was impossible to not be distracted by the constant vibrations. Although Michael had pounded me there many times, including earlier today, the vibrations caused a different pleasure. Also, because it just sat lodged inside me and not slamming into me, it was much more of a frustrating tease…making me want to get fucked…hard. Thinking of Michael’s big cock plugging my ass, I moaned.

Crystal said, “Already thinking of getting ass fucked, Mother?”

“God, yes,” I moaned, although it was Michael’s cock in my mind and not her strap-on.

Crystal pulled into a 7-11 and said, “I’ll be back in a minute.”

I quickly texted Michael

Master
Crystal bought strap-ons, double-ended dildo’s, handcuffs and blindfolds. We will be home in twenty minutes.

Michael texted back almost immediately:

Delicious…I will text you later…make sure you have your phone with you at all times.

I quickly texted:

Of course, Master.

Just before Crystal returned to the car, I erased our conversation in case Crystal somehow got my phone.

She returned and drove in silence.

Once in the driveway, Crystal asked, “Who is your Master?”

“I can’t tell you,” I answered.

“Do I know him?” She asked.

“Yes, but you would never in a million years think of him in such a way,” I answered, loving that I was giving so many hints and yet she was oblivious.

“I am going to find out,” she said.

“If you do, you will end up on your knees serving him,” I said, praying I was foreshadowing the truth.

“Unlikely,” she scoffed.

“He is a very powerful young man,” I answered.

“How young?” She asked.

“Michael’s age,” I answered, barely able to not laugh at the knowledge that I had just given her the name of my Master.

“Holy shit, mother, you really are a slut.” Crystal declared. “Is he a friend of Michael’s?”

“No,” I answered, which was the truth.

“Let’s get inside, this conversation is only frustrating me,” Crystal said.

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, secretly enjoying driving her crazy, as she had me throughout her teen years.

She sighed, “If I was really your Mistress, you would obey me without conditions.”

“But I had a Master first,” I replied, before adding, “and he is very powerful.”

“Fuck!” she snapped, getting out of the car and slamming the door.

I grabbed my purchases, and followed her in.

Once inside, she ordered, already out of her dress, “Get out of your dress.”

I obeyed, wondering when Michael planned to arrive home.

“On all fours,” she ordered, as I stood in front of her in only my thigh highs and the butt plug still lodged in my ass.

I again obeyed as she went to the bag of new toys and pulled out a strap-on.

I watched her put it on her thin figure and walk over to me.

“I’m going to fuck the shit out of you, Mommy-slut,” she said, her tone still brimming with frustration and anger.

“Master already did that today,” I said, again giving a major hint as to who my Master was.

“What!?!” Crystal said stunned.

“Yes, while you were jogging,” I answered, enjoying the obvious hints I was giving her.

“You got ass fucked just before I came in from my run?” She asked, incredulous.

“And got my face covered with cum,” I added, really enjoying the confused, frustrated looks on Crystal’s face.

“Where was Michael?” Crystal asked.

“Upstairs getting ready,” I lied.

“You got ass-fucked while your son was upstairs,” Crystal asked, still skeptical.

“I obey Master without hesitation,” I answered, before adding, “He owns me.”

“So what if he came in here right now?” Crystal asked, looking down at me.

“You’d probably see a whole new side of your mother if master choose to let you,” I answered, before adding, “although more than likely you would join me on your knees serving him.”

Just then my cell buzzed.

Crystal grabbed my phone and looked at the message. “Well speak of the devil.”

“What does it say?” I asked.

“Be there in thirty minutes, slut. I expect you on all fours and ready,” Crystal read out.

“You should go,” I said, pretending to be concerned for her, even though I knew she wouldn’t leave.

“Fuck that,” she said, “I can’t wait to have him see me fucking you.”

“You want my Master to catch us in the act of incest?” I asked.

“Why not?” She shrugged, “he already knows you’re a dirty whore, might as well prove it.”

“Oh trust me,” I smiled. “I have definitely proved it.”

Crystal moved behind me, pulled the plug out of my ass, and replaced it with her plastic cock.

“Aaaah,” I moaned, “Yes, fuck Mommy’s ass!”

“How big is your Master?” She asked.

“Eight inches,” I moaned, between hard deep thrusts.

She pounded my ass for a few minutes until the front door opened, way earlier than the thirty minutes mentioned in the text.

“You’re early,” Crystal called out, trying to take control of her territory.

Michael called out, just before turning the corner and feigning shock, “Early for what?”

Crystal quickly covered her breasts as Michael and Frederick walked in on the incestuous act, her strap-on sliding out of my ass.

Frederick said, staring at us, “Wow!”

“Stop staring, you fucking perverts,” Crystal snapped, mortified at being caught by her brother and his friend.

“We’re the perverts?” Michael laughed. “You’re the one with a strap-on in mom’s ass.”

“Wow!” Frederick repeated, drooling over Crystal.

“Just leave,” Crystal demanded.

“So you can sodomize mom?” Michael asked, trying to keep a straight face even though he was really enjoying the awkwardness he was causing Crystal.

I feigned embarrassment, even though I remained on my knees, “Michael it’s not what it looks like.”

“It looks like Crystal was fucking your ass,” Michael said, looking directly at me.

“Okay, it is what it looks like,” I said, “but I can explain.”

“Okay,” Michael said, looking intrigued.

“Crystal is my Mistress,” I said, before adding, “and we were waiting for my Master to show up.”

“Your Master?” Michael questioned.

“Yes,” I admitted, pretending to be embarrassed.

Crystal demanded, “Now leave the room so we can get dressed.”

Michael smiled and ordered, “Get on your knees, Crystal.”

“Excuse me?” Crystal questioned, clearly shocked by her brother’s order.

Michael’s facial expression didn’t change at all as he said, “Crystal you are such a condescending bitch.”

“Excuse me?” Crystal gasped again.

Michael smugly asked, “Was condescending too big a word for you?”

“Fuck you,” Crystal shot back.

“I plan to,” Michael replied.

“Excuse me?” Crystal repeated, again surprised by his response. It was obvious to me that Michael was the true dominant in just this brief exchange.

“Your college education really isn’t helping you much,” Michael quipped, before speaking slower, “I’m…going…to…fuck…you.”

“You’re sick,” Crystal said.

“Says the daughter using her mother as a sexual plaything,” Michael countered.

Crystal was speechless, which I didn’t know was possible.

Michael continued, “Plus there can’t be a Mistress in this house, there is already a Master. Isn’t that right, Mommy-slut?”

Suddenly the attention shifted to me as Michael turned his gaze my way.

“Yes, Master,” I nodded, feeling liberated at finally getting the heavy burden, the seemingly impossible task, off my shoulders, as I resumed my position as submissive to my son.

“Is Mommy-slut hungry?” Michael asked.

“Famished,” I smiled, ready to submit to him in front of Crystal.

“Well, come get your snack,” Michael said, turning his gaze back to Crystal.

Crystal watched in stunned silence as I crawled to Michael, fished out his big erect cock and took it in my mouth.

“Mother!” Crystal gasped.

Michael answered, as I had a mouthful of cock, “You may have thought you took her last night, but that was all part of the plan. You see, Mommy is my pet…my pet Mommy.”

I bobbed hungrily like a porn star taking all Michael’s cock in my mouth trying to impress both Michael and Crystal.

Crystal asked in disbelief, as she finally put two and two together, “Michael is your Master?”

“I stand corrected, college really has paid off for you. You can add up two plus two,” Michael quipped, as he ran his fingers through my hair.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Crystal asked, mortified as Fredrick moved towards me.

“Tapping your mom’s cunt,” Fredrick answered, as he got behind me and slid his cock in my wet cunt in one deep thrust.

“Now on your knees, Crystal,” Michael repeated.

“As if,” Crystal said.

“It’s obvious, you are a submissive in need of training,” Michael said.

“It is, is it?” Crystal said back, her voice dripping with its usual sarcasm.

“Well, for one, you are standing in front of your brother with almost no shame that I can see your tits and all that is hiding that cunt of yours is a strap-on,” Michael explained, as he pulled his cock out of my mouth while Frederick kept fucking my cunt.

Crystal snapped, “I’m out of here.”

“Stop!” Michael demanded.

Crystal obeyed.

“Mom, do you want Crystal to join you?”

“God, yes,” I answered, looking directly at Crystal.

I could see confusion in Crystal’s face as her mixed emotions of just being a domme, getting caught in an incestuous act, learning of my true master and an undeniable need to submit bounced inside her head.

I pushed her on, “Crystal, come join Mommy. I know you want to.”

“I do not,” she said, but her usual strong persona wasn’t in her tone.

“Look at my cock, Crystal,” Michael said. “It is either going back in Mom or into you.”

I loved Michael’s confident demeanour, one he hadn’t had before I seduced him. But now he brimmed with an overpowering confidence.

I moaned, wanting to put on a show for Crystal, let her know how great submission to my two men was, “Oh God, Frederick, pound my cunt.”

Frederick replied, stopping deep in me, “Not until Crystal joins you.”

Crystal glared murder at Frederick, as I pleaded, “Honey, please come and join mommy.”

Michael added, seeing the struggle in his sister’s eyes, “Go ahead, Crystal, come and serve your Master,” as he shoved his cock back in my mouth.

I couldn’t see Crystal, but I could sense her inner struggle, one I only vaguely recalled ever having.

Frederick’s cock was buried deep in me, but not moving as he awaited Crystal’s response.

Crystal finally asked, looking at me, “How? Why? When?”

Michael pulled his cock out of my mouth and ordered, “Go ahead, Mommy-slut, tell Crystal how this came to be.”

I retold the seduction, explaining my motivation, and went into thorough detail of Michael’s regular usage of all three of my holes. Crystal listened silently through my extensive, graphic, telling of my journey to incestual submission.

Once done, Michael walked over to Crystal and ordered, “Knees, big sister.”

Her face burning red, her cunt assumedly soaking wet, she looked at me for assistance, but I just nodded.

She protested, weakly, glancing down at Michael’s big hard cock, but you’re my brother.”

“And she is your mother,” Michael countered, “so you can’t play the ‘incest is wrong’ card.”

“I-don’t-can’t,” Crystal babbled, clearly too overwhelmed by the shocking revelation and shift in power to think clearly.

Michael put his hands on her shoulders and instructed, “On your knees, big sister.”

I watched in beautiful slow motion, as Crystal hesitated briefly, like a leaf hanging on for dear life until it inevitably falls helplessly to the ground, and then slowly lowered herself to the floor.

“Good girl,” Michael purred, his big cock now staring her in the face.

Crystal stared at Michael’s cock, assumedly in awe of its size and the reality that she was on her knees in front of her nerdy brother, whom she had ridiculed and bullied for years.

“Go ahead my pet, take my cock in your mouth,” Michael instructed.

She looked up at him, the earlier disdain for her brother gone and replaced with a look of hunger in her eyes that I knew so well, before returning her gaze to his cock.

I stared, in complete voyeuristic awe as she leaned forward and took Michael’s cock in her mouth.

Part of me was proud of Crystal for joining me in submission to his cock, and yet another part of me was jealous of having to share him…suddenly thankful she was only going to be here for a couple more days before heading back west.

Frederick resumed pumping his cock into my cunt as Crystal slowly sucked her brother’s cock. The incest scene of two siblings was incredibly hot and enhanced the pleasure I was receiving.

Michael groaned, “I have imagined this for many years, my new pet.”

Crystal didn’t respond as she continued bobbing back and forth on his cock.

After a couple of minutes of Crystal sucking and Frederick fucking, Michael pulled out and asked, “Does big sister want her little brother’s big cock in her cunt?”

Crystal looked up and said, frustrated, “Yes, damn it.”

“On all fours, my pet,” Michael instructed, clearly enjoying his newfound power over his sister.

Crystal obeyed without hesitation, or protest, clearly her desire to submit overriding her stubborn bitchiness.

Michael moved behind her and ordered, “Beg me, big sister.”

Crystal sighed, “Just fuck me, Michael.”

“That’s Master,” Michael corrected.

“Fine, fuck me Master,” she corrected, not really buying into the Master-pet thing.

“Frederick, come and fuck her face,” Michael ordered.

“What?” Crystal gasped. “God, no.”

“I wasn’t asking your opinion, slut,” Michael said, his hands firmly on her hips. “You didn’t properly address me and that comes with a punishment.”

Frederick pulled out of me, and grinned, “With pleasure.”

Frederick stepped in front of Crystal who said, seeing Frederick’s big cock, “Shit, do all geeks have big dicks?”

Frederick answered by shoving his cock in her open mouth, and began slowly fucking her face. “I have wanted to see your lips around my cock for years.”

Michael asked, rubbing his cock up and down her pussy lips “How badly does big sister want to get fucked?”

Frederick pulled out of Crystal’s mouth as she frustratingly answered. “Just fuck me, Michael. Fuck me like you have wanted to for years.”

He continued teasing her pussy, as he continued, “I’m not sure you really want my cock, Crystal. If you don’t really want it, I know someone who does.”

“Dammit, Michael,” Crystal said, exasperated, “I just told you to fuck me, what more do you want.”

“Begging,” Michael answered, slamming his cock into her deeply and pulling back out.

“Fuuuuck,” Crystal moaned, as her brother filled her. When he pulled back out, she cursed, “Dammit Michael, stop teasing me. Fuck your big sister.”

“My slutty big sister?” Michael asked.

“Yes, dammit,” Crystal answered, clearly frustrated. “Now shove that big cock of yours in your sister’s slutty wet cunt.”

“You sure?” Michael asked, relishing the power he had over her, “After all am I not just your annoying geek brother?”

“You’re fucking annoying right now,” Crystal snapped, her pretentious persona not yet squelched.

“Call me Master,” Michael ordered, slamming his cock deep into her.

“Nooooo…” Crystal moaned.

Michael kept his cock buried in her this time as he repeated, “Call me Master, Crystal.”

“Damn it, just fuck me,” Crystal demanded, still stubborn.

“Mom, do you want my cock?” Michael asked.

“Oh honey, you know your cock is welcome in any of Mommy’s holes whenever you wish,” I replied, trying to sound sultry and alluring.

Crystal snapped, “Shut up, slut.”

I looked at her and said, “Oh honey, you were never my Mistress…I just let you think that to draw you in.” I stood up, walked over to her and added, “You were always an unruly child and now it’s time to teach you your place.”

Crystal looked at me like I had just slapped her in the face, which, in a way, I had through my words.

I pushed Frederick aside, moved my cunt to her face and ordered, being dominant for the first time, “Lick Mommy’s cunt.”

Her look of shock was adorable as I grabbed her head and shoved my cunt in her face. After a brief hesitance, I felt her tongue begin licking my extremely wet pussy lips. I moaned, “That’s it, Crystal, be a good cunt licker for Mommy.”

Michael began fucking her hard, each forward thrust forcing her face deeper into my cunt.

“That’s it, Michael, make your sister your plaything,” I moaned.

Crystal’s licking was sloppy, her moans increasing, as Michael continued fucking her. I asked, moving my cunt away and moving my hand to her chin to make her look up at me, “Who’s an incest slut now?”

“I-I-I am,” Crystal stammered, as Michael shifted from slow to fast fucking.

“You are what?” I asked.

“An incest sluuuut,” she answered, her orgasm obviously close.

“And who is your Master?” Michael interjected, still waiting for the response he longed for.

“You arrrre,” Crystal finally admitted, her hunger for pleasure finally overriding her strong-willed personality.

“I’m what?” He asked, wanting to hear the full declaration.

“Master Michael,” she admitted, before surprising me, her face shiny with my juices, “and Mommy is my Mistress.”

“Good answer, sister slut,” he smiled, as he continued slamming into her. “Frederick, go sit on the couch.”

Frederick, who had been a silent bystander the past few minutes, quickly did as Michael instructed, his cock standing erect like a lighthouse.

Michael pulled his cock out of Crystal, who had been bouncing back on his cock, riding him hungrily, and she whined, “Nooooo, put it back in.”

“Put what back in?” Michael asked smugly.

“Your big fucking cock,” Crystal snapped insatiably.

“Go ride Frederick,” Michael ordered, surprising Crystal again.

Crystal looked back, “Are you serious?”

“Of course,” Michael answered. “Frederick and I share everything. Isn’t that right mother?”

“They were my first DP,” I revealed.

Crystal shook her head, “I can’t fucking believe this.”

“What?” Michael asked. “That mom is my slut or that you are too?”

Crystal stood up, turned to face Michael and answered, “That a geek like you has such a dark, confident side.”

“Mom brought out the Dom in me,” Michael replied, winking at me.

“And Michael brought out the complete submissive slut in me,” I interjected.

“In both of you,” Michael added, looking directly in Crystal’s eyes, as his fingers played with her clit.

“You love this don’t you?” Crystal said, still not moving to Frederick.

“If you mean after all these years of my pretentious, hot, popular and condescending big sister finally being put in her place, yes, it is the second best moment in my life,” Michael smirked.

“What was your first?” Crystal asked, although we all knew what he was going to say.

“Making my biggest fantasy a reality when mom became my complete, submissive fuck-toy,” Michael replied, looking at me.

I smiled, “Oh, Master, you say the sweetest things.”

“Now slut sister, do as you were told,” Michael ordered.

“Yes, Master,” Crystal answered, finally letting go of the last shreds of her defiance.

I watched as she moved to Frederick, and as she climbed on top of him she said, her usual confidence back, “I am going to rock your world.”

As Crystal engulfed his cock, Frederick countered, “No, I’m going to fuck yours,” as he bucked his ass up.

“Aaaaah God,” Crystal screamed, as Frederick went deeper than she knew possible.

“Yes, slut, worship me,” Frederick quipped, which sounded as nerdy as possible,

“Shut up and enjoy the ride,” Crystal retorted, as she shoved her tits in his face and began riding his cock.

I went to Michael and asked, “Are you taking her ass?”

“Of course,” Michael nodded, kissing me. Breaking the kiss, he said, “You did well, Mommy-slut.”

“Thank you, Master,” I blushed, “now go ass fuck her, Master, make her your and Fredrick’s DP bitch.”

“You really are the best mom in the world,” Michael complimented.

“And don’t you forget it when you are banging Crystal or some other slut,” I replied, my hand stroking his cock.

“Oh, Mom, you will always be my number one choice,” Michael smiled, kissing me again. This time with the passion of a lover and not a Master.

I returned the kiss with equal passion, knowing I would do anything he wanted without hesitation. I loved him as a son, as a lover and as a Master…he was, in essence, my perfect man.

He broke the kiss and whispered, “Go get the video camera, you should have your daughter’s first DP on video.”

“I wish I had my first DP on video,” I smiled.

“Me too,” he said, slapping my ass.

I quickly ran to my bedroom and grabbed the video camera, not wanting to miss any of the action. When I returned a couple of minutes later, Crystal was pleading, still riding Frederick’s cock, “Please not my ass!”

“Have you never had a cock in your ass?” Michael asked.

“Not as big as yours,” she answered, her eyes big with fear.

“Well, then I guess it is time to fix that,” Michael smiled, moving behind her.

“Please noooooooooo,” Crystal pleading was adorable and hot…especially after her dominant performance on me the night before.

Michael rammed into his sister without lube, filling her with all eight inches of his rock hard cock.

“You mother fucker,” Crystal screamed, the pain obviously tearing through her.

“Don’t you mean sister fucker,” Michael laughed.

“Take iiiiit out,” she pleaded.

I moved closer, filming my daughter’s sodomy, as I comforted, “It’s okay honey, just relax. Once Master starts reaming that tight ass of yours the pain will fade away and an amazing fucking pleasure will take over.”

“You’re fucking taping this,” Crystal snapped, asking the obvious.

Michael quipped, as he began to slowly move his cock in and out of his sister’s ass, “I’m not sure you are getting your money’s worth at that college.”

“Fuuuuck,” Crystal whimpered.

I continued, “Relax honey, the pleasure will come, and then you will, too.”

Michael added, “All my sluts must allow easy access to all three of their fuck holes, big sister.”

“You perverrrrt,” Crystal whimpered, but with a slight smile.

“Slut,” Michael countered, picking up the pace.

“Sister fucker,” Crystal quipped back.

“Brother fucker,” Michael shot back.

“Oooooooh, fuuuuuck,” she screamed.

After a couple minutes of slow ass fucking, Michael ordered, as he slammed his cock deep into her ass, “Beg to get ass fucked, my pet sister.”

“Oh shit, fuck, God,” Crystal babbled, her body trembling as the mixture of pleasure and pain hit her.

“Close enough,” Michael laughed, as he began to really fuck her ass. I loved watching my daughter get reamed, but was also envious as I too wanted his big cock in me.

She whimpered, getting hysterical and louder with each deep thrust, “Oh yes, shit, fuck, oh Goddddddddddddddd.”

Frederick quipped, “She likes it! She really, really likes it.”

I laughed at the nerdiness that Frederick couldn’t turn off as he quoted a commercial that was before his time. I giggled, “That she does, just like her mother.”

For a couple of minutes, the only sounds were Crystal’s loud moans, and Michael’s grunts.

I asked her, “Does my slut daughter like getting her ass fucked?”

“God, yes, Mommmmmmy,” Crystal moaned, obviously close to orgasm.

“Is my slut daughter going to come from getting her ass reamed?” I asked, still taping her.

“Yesssss, Mommmmmmy,” she whimpered, as her body began shaking.

Michael grunted, his warning grunt that he was close, and said, “Sister slut, I’m going to fill your ass with cum.”

“Come in meeeee,” Crystal screamed, as her orgasm hit.

“Aaaaaah,” Michael grunted simultaneously as my two children reached mutual orgasms.

As soon as Michael pulled out, I handed him the camera and buried my face in her ass, hungry to retrieve as much of Master’s cum as I could.

After a minute, Frederick demanded, “Ride me slut.”

“I can’t,” Crystal weakly said.

Frederick, taking charge, flipped Crystal onto her back on the couch, knocking me out of the way, spread her legs wide and slid his cock in her cunt. He fucked her hard and Crystal soon began moaning as I joined Michael, slowly stroking his cock while we watched.

After a couple of minutes of hardcore fucking, Crystal moaned, “Oh, Freddy, fuck me harder.”

“But I thought I was a geek,” Frederick said, pulling his cock out.

“Damn it, Freddy, make me your bitch,” Crystal demanded.

“My slut,” Frederick asked, rubbing his cock up and down her pussy lips.

“Yes, dammit, now fuck the shit out of me,” she moaned.

“As you wish,” Frederick agreed, slamming his cock deep in her ass.

“You fuckerrrrrr,” Crystal screamed, surprised by having another cock in her ass

Frederick pounded her hard, so hard the couch moved, before he grunted, pulled out, moved his cock to Crystal’s face and shoved it in her mouth.

He fucked her face as he said, “I’m going to come all over your face, you fucking bitch.”

He pulled out and instantly began shooting his cum all over Crystal’s face.

Crystal, who was close to coming, hungrily took his cock back in her mouth to retrieve any last remnants of cum.

Being the sweet mother I was, I crawled between my daughter’s legs and finished what Frederick had started.

I wasn’t licking for more than thirty seconds, when I felt my back door filled again and I felt Crystal’s hands on my head pulling me deeper into her wetness.

As I licked her and Michael fucked me, I realized we were having our first incest threesome.

Unfortunately, it didn’t last long as Crystal flooded my face with her pussy juice after only a couple of minutes, while screaming, “I’m coming, Mommmmmmy.”

I eagerly lapped her juices as Michael continued pounding my ass.

Michael pulled out, a couple minutes later, as my face remained buried in my daughter’s cunt.

He moved to Crystal, pumped his cock and ordered, “Open wide, slut.”

Crystal, clearly exhausted, opened wide, and seconds later took a second load all over her face and her mouth.

Frederick, phone in hand, snapped a few pictures of Crystal’s cum coated face as Crystal protested, “Don’t fucking take pictures of….”

Her protest was shut down as Michael shoved his cock in her mouth.

“It seems to be the only way to shut this bitch up,” Michael quipped.

Frederick and I laughed as Michael slowly fucked his sister’s face.

Frederick asked, a moment later, looking at me, “What are the odds of helping me make my mom a mommy-slut?”

“Is that an order?” I asked, the idea of seducing another woman suddenly a turn-on after my failed attempt with Crystal.

“I think it is,” Frederick grinned.

I shrugged, as I dropped to my knees in front of him, “Tell me what you want me to do, Master, and I will make it happen.”

“I want you to turn my mom into a cunt-licking, cocksucking submissive for me to play with,” Frederick said, his cock quickly getting hard at the idea.

“Yes, Master,” I nodded, before taking his cock in my mouth.

Michael added, “I get first shot at your mom’s ass.”

“Fuck that,” Frederick replied.

“Exactly what I plan to do,” Michael retorted.

The End…