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  “Oh god…” It was too hard for him to stay quiet. Nothing in his life had prepared him for the type of pleasure his sister was giving him.

  Jess bobbed a little faster, and a little deeper. Each time she went down, more of Jake’s cock would go into her mouth, and the pleasure he was feeling would intensify. He started to lean his head back and close his eyes when something totally unexpected happened.

  “Do either of you two want marshmallows in your hot cocoa?”

  Jake had completely forgotten about the fact that his mom was still in the kitchen, and a strange mixture of pleasure and panic shot through him as he turned his head to look into the other room. Teresa mom was cooking at the stove, facing away from the two of them. At any second, she could decide to come into the living room, Jake realized.

  Jess didn’t seem to care, and if anything, hearing her mom’s voice in the background only made her focus in on giving a better blowjob. Jake gently tried to guide her off him, but she wouldn’t let up, and he was forced to just let it happen.

  “Uh, no mom,” he said, a little more hastily than he really needed to. “I don’t want marshmallows.”

  “Really? I thought you usually liked them?”

  Jake was distracted by the fact that his sister was spiraling her tongue along his dick, drawing patterns with saliva on it, and then taking all of it back into her mouth.

  “That’s okay, no thanks, mom!” he said.

  “But they’re so soft, and sticky? It’s nice to have something like that in cocoa…”

  Jake didn’t even hear her. Jess had gone into full cock sucking overdrive, slurping on his dick in a way that was just obscene. It made him wonder about where she learned how to do it.

  “Jess, do you want any?”

  Jessica looked annoyed as she pulled her mouth off her brother’s cock.

  “No mom, I don’t want marshmallows either!”

  “Wow, I guess the two of you are really growing up…” said Teresa.

  Instead of returning to sucking, Jessica pulled down her pants, and then her panties. She leaned back on the couch and beckoned to Jake. He stared at her like she was crazy being unable to avoid thinking about what a bad idea what she wanted him to do would be.

  “Alright, I’m going to leave it on the counter. I have to head upstairs to do some present wrapping!”

  Jessica pulled a nearby blanket over her, and Jake hid his cock the best as he could as their mom walked through the edge of the living room and towards the stairs. She stopped for a moment, and Jake was sure that the two of them had been caught.

  “I thought you guys said you were going to watch a movie?” she asked.

  “We’re…just picking one out, right now,” replied Jake.

  Teresa shrugged, and then continued on her way. Jake waited until he heard the door to her room shut, and then moved into action as though the sound had been the starting pistol firing for a race.

  CHAPTER 3

  Jake was on top of his sister in a matter of seconds. The two of them stripped off their clothing at a frantic speed, doing everything they could to bring their naked bodies into contact with each other as soon as they could.

  “Jess…mom might here us,” said Jake. “Or she might come down.”

  It was the only one of his many concerns that Jake actually put into words. He felt unbelievably conflicted about what they were doing, but both of the debating halves of his mind seemed to have come to a stalemate.

  “We’ll be quick, it’s fine,” said Jess. “You can’t hear much from upstairs, anyway.”

  Jake was still worried, but his cock seemed to lead him forward. Jess was underneath him on the couch, and he kissed her neck while groping at her boobs and letting his cock rub up against her folds. Even her breathing sounded hot and sexual to him, and Jake’s arousal was amped up to the point that all of his doubts were riding in the back seat.

  “Just push it in, little bro,” said Jess. “What’s a matter? Haven’t you done this before?”

  Jake didn’t answer her. He was a virgin, and had been under to impression that Jessica knew. It was too late for him to back down now, at the least because of that. And luckily for him, it seemed as though his body knew exactly what it was doing.

  The head of his cock just barely pushed into his sister’s cunt, and Jess let out a soft moan. Jake felt hot under the blanket, almost overheated, but he didn’t dare to pull it back in case Teresa came downstairs during their illicit coupling.

  “Go crazy Jake. I want this, but we have to be quick.” Jess whispered her words quietly into Jake’s ear, and he could feel her breath burning on his skin. He pushed in deeper, and heard his sister gasp as he began to thrust with more energy.

  Nothing could compare to the intensity of the pleasure coursing through Jake’s body. He had pushed his cock into forbidden territory, and now his flesh was reaping the rewards. Jessica continued moaning underneath him as he continued to slowly increase his pace, the two of them bumping and grinding together and sharing the horny shame that had settled over the room like a fog.

  “Oh my god, I can’t believe that we’re doing this,” moaned Jess. Jake barely even heard her. His hips had taken control of his body and were pushing him forward, ramming his cock into his sister at an ever increasing pace.

  Underneath the blanket, the two of them were sweaty and sticky. Somewhere in his head, Jake was aware of just how dirty and disgusting of a thing it was that they were doing on the family couch. The sanctity of the living room was being violated, and he’d never be able to look at it the same way again.

  “Oh man, Jess,” whispered Jake. “I…I can’t stop fucking you.”

  The fact of the matter was, Jake didn’t want to stop fucking his sister. He would not have stopped even if his hormone charged body had been able to consider the option. All that Jake could think about was one thing, and his body let him know that it was on its way.

  “Oh god, oh god Jake, yes, yes!” Jess was being louder than she should have been, but Jake was too lust crazed to warn her against it. “Fuck me harder, little bro!”

  “Sis!” Jake was slamming his cock into her cunt. The couch would shift on the ground slightly each time he pumped into her.

  Jake leaned forward, and for the first time that day, he kissed his sister directly on the lips. This was too much for Jess, and she began to tense up as her brother pushed his tongue into her mouth. Jake kissed her several more times as she tensed up and went into an orgasm underneath him.

  He was almost there, too. Every muscle in his body seemed to be moving in coordinated action, focused on fucking Jessica and getting off, regardless of whether she was his sister or an unrelated super model. Jake had to have her, and his mind flicked back to memories of the two of them together as children in one last desperate attempt to avert him from his path.

  It had the opposite effect. Nostalgia washed over Jake, along with platonic sibling love, and bizarrely, it pushed him deeper into his arousal. He let out a groan and slammed into Jess one last time, and then his cock began to explode white, hot, sticky cum deep inside of her.

  Something happened at that moment that caught the both of them off guard. The Christmas tree was set up in the corner of the room, and without any warning, it tipped away from the walls and fell down to the ground with a loud crash, breaking ornaments and pulling the plug for the lights out of the wall.

  Jake was still thrusting when he heard the footsteps coming towards them from the stairs. There wasn’t any time for him or Jess to grab their clothes, or to do anything other than shift positions under the blanket to make it a little less obvious what had been going on.

  “Rats! I was hoping that we could make it through at least one holiday season without this thing coming down.” Teresa shook her head as she walked into the living room and over towards the tree. She seemed to hesitate as she walked by the couch, and Jake felt all of the guilt and shame he’d been holding back crash down on him.

  “Do you two
want to help me put the tree back up?” Teresa spoke slowly, and each syllable seemed to carry a hidden meaning. She was just like her daughter when it came to how she would cryptically imply things, and Jake’s face blushed as he fully understood her meaning.

  “Uh, we’re really comfy where we are, mom.” Jake looked up, and first saw his mom’s disappointed face, on the verge of complete and utter disgust, and then Jess’s, which was turned away from it all. Teresa sighed and shook her head, and then looked like she was about to cry.

  “I’ll have your father take care of this when he gets home,” said Teresa. “I’ll let you two get back to just whatever it was you were doing.”

  “Mom, it’s not…” Jake’s words trailed off as he realized that he didn’t know what to say. Teresa quickly walked to the stairs, and then back up to her room, and the reality of what had just happened began to dawn on him.

  Jessica wouldn’t meet her eyes. It irritated Jake a little, especially knowing just how much of it had been initiated by her.

  “I have to lie down, I think.” Jessica pulled on her clothes and smoothed out her hair, still looking away from her brother.

  “Sis, we should talk about-“

  “There’s nothing to talk about!” said Jessica. “Nothing happened, Jake. Nothing.”

  She walked the same route upstairs that her mom had, at almost the same pace. Jake slowly pulled his clothes on, feeling as though he had just destroyed the very foundation of his family’s mental wellbeing all for the sake of getting off.

  The floor in front of the fallen tree was sprinkled with shards of broken ornaments. Jake went into the kitchen and got the broom, and then began sweeping it all up. He dumped the refuse into the garbage, and then stood the tree back up, working to tighten the stand on the bottom and make sure that it was sturdy and secure. A couple of ornaments were out of place, and he did his best to make it all look as it had earlier that morning.

  It was a small thing, but it was all that he could do.

  CHAPTER 4

  Jake felt nervous and uncomfortable as he made his way up to his mom’s room. More than any time before in his life, he wished he could go back into the past and change what had happened. The memory of the illicit, intense sex was still vivid in his mind, though now it was mixed with enough shame to last a lifetime, along with the image of his mom’s disgusted face looking at the two of them.

  He stood outside in the hallway for a moment before softly knocking on her door. Jake heard the sound of movement from behind it, and then it cracked open an inch, and his mom peered out at him.

  She didn’t say anything, but from the look on her face, Jake could tell that she was still upset. He was surprised when she took him by the hand and pulled him into her room, shutting the door behind them.

  “Mom, I’m so sorry. I just want to explain what happened…before.” Jake paused as he looked at Teresa. She had changed out of the clothes she had been wearing and had on a short red silk robe. It was open in the front, revealing the cleavage of her large, gorgeous boobs to him.

  “I know what was happening, sweetie,” she said. “I’m not completely oblivious.”

  Jake blushed, and felt his hands begin to clam up. His mom crossed her arms, and then sat down on her bed.

  “Do you find me attractive, Jake?”

  He was sure that he had misheard at first, but his mom untied her robe and pulled it open a little more, revealing her bra and breasts underneath.

  “What?”

  “Sweetie, just answer the question.”

  Jake could only stare at his mom. Her face was gorgeous, and her breasts were perfect. How could he not find her attractive? The very idea of what she was asking him and the situation they were in made his dick heat up, and begin to grow hard. But it also made him sick, even sicker than fooling around with Jess had felt.

  “You’re my mom…how am I supposed to answer that?” Jake turned and stepped closer to him, and it felt like every inch closer he got only made him more excited, and horny.

  “I know what happened between you and your sister, and it was wrong,” said Teresa. “So I’m going to give you a fitting punishment, young man. Now answer the question.”

  She slowly slipped the robe of her shoulders and let it fall to the bed. All she had on underneath was a tiny bra and white, lace panties. Her hair hung down and shielded a bit of her chest from his eyes, but there was still enough skin showing to drive Jake wild.

  “Fine…yeah mom, I find you attractive,” said Jake. “You are an attractive woman. There, I said it. Is that your punishment? Making me feel like a pervert?”

  Teresa smiled, and then patted the bed next to her.

  “Come and sit down next to your mommy,” she said. “We need to have a little talk.”

  He hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked over. The room was silent, and his heart was pounded in his chest so loudly that he thought for sure that she could hear it. Jake sat down, and began to feel nervous as his mom scooted in closer to him.

  “What do you want to talk about, mom?” Jake’s voice wavered as he put form to his words. Teresa’s expression was one of secret enjoyment, as if having the effect on him that she did made her immensely pleased with herself.

  “I think you’ve been a very bad boy today,” she said. “If your father found out about this, he wouldn’t know what to do.”

  “Mom please…you can’t tell him.”

  “If I don’t tell him, I’m going to have to punish you.” Teresa ran her hand up her son’s thigh, and Jake gasped as it continued right on up and came to a rest on his now rock hard erection. “I’m going to punish you, sweetie, for being such a naughty, dirty boy.”

  “Oh god, mom,” said Jake. “Why are you-“

  “Shhh…” Teresa pushed him down on the bed, and then brought her large breasts against his face as though she was trying to physically silence him. Jake could smell her perfume, and felt almost intoxicated by it.

  Something inside Jake snapped. The part of his brain that usually second guessed things short circuited. He ran his hands across his mom’s lower back, and let them come to a rest on her soft, supple butt.

  Teresa kissed her son on the cheek in the same loving and motherly way as she always had. Jake’s eyes caught hers, and he felt like he was daring her to do more. His cock was pushing up between her legs, and with slowly, metered confidence, his mom pulled his shirt up and over his head.

  “You must feel so guilty for what you did, honey,” said Teresa. “Mommy can help with that.”

  She let her fingers dance across Jake’s bare chest, and hot electricity shot through his body. He reached up and struggled to undo his mom’s bra. After a few failed attempts, she smiled at him, and did it herself.

  “Is this what you want, you dirty boy,” she whispered. “To see mommy’s boobs?”

  They were big and perfect, dotted with small nipples that called out to his mouth to suck on. Teresa smiled at him, and then slowly began working his pants down and off him. Jake’s cock was achingly erect, and dripping with precum. Teresa pulled his boxers down immediately after, and began to gently fondle it.

  “Mom…please,” said Jake. “Let me do it…”

  “What? What is it that you want to do, honey?” Teresa was clearly having a blast toying with him. She wiggled out of her panties and then crouched with her pussy a couple of inches over his cock, smiling and licking her lips as she looked at him.

  Jake reached up and took her by the hips in an attempt to pull her down and onto his member. Teresa squealed girlishly and swatted his hands away.

  “No, baby, you have to say it,” she said. “Let mommy know just what a bad boy you are.”

  “Mom…I want to fuck you.” Saying the words out loud made all of the terribly guilty emotions that Jake had been feeling a hundred times worse. It also made him crave her even more, and forced him to confront the reality of just how illicit the situation really was.

  He was on the verge of do
ing something that was taboo, and completely forbidden. This went far beyond what had happened with Jessica, and he wanted it even more. Teresa finally seemed willing to indulge him, and slowly began to lower herself down on him, his cock making contact with her soft, seductive folds.

  “Ohh, yeah,” moaned Teresa. “You’re a big boy, aren’t you Jake?”

  “Oh god, mom.”

  She slid down further, letting the first third of Jake’s cock enter her. He could feel his mom’s pussy stretching to accommodate him, and shivered with illicit pleasure. Jake brought his hands up to her breasts and began to grope at them, feeling like he was entering another world, a world full of limitless, evil pleasures.

  “Oh baby,” whispered Teresa. She dropped further down, and then pushed back up. Her cunt was wet and warm, and Jake felt his shaft being coated with her sex fluids. He flexed his hips up and speared deeper into his mom, and then began to feel the power of his situation.

  “That’s right mom, I am a big boy,” he said. Jake grabbed onto Teresa by the waist and began to bounce her on his cock, slowly at first, but then increasing in speed as she began to moan.

  “Oh, don’t talk like that sweetie,” said Teresa.

  “What’s wrong mom?” Jake grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it tight with his fingers, eliciting a girlish squeal from his mom. “Am I too grown up for you to handle?”

  “You…I’m teaching you a lesson,” whispered Teresa.

  “Is that so?” Jake flipped his mom down onto the bed. Her legs were locked around him, and he easily shifted so that he was on top of her, and totally in control. Teresa gave him a look that was a mixture of surprise and motherly concern, and then began to bite her lip as her son started pumping his cock into her.

  “Oh no!” cried Teresa. “Jake, you have to let mommy…you have to let her lead!”

  Her objections only turned him on further. Jake started slamming his penis into her, letting his hips bang into his mom’s crotch hard enough to make lewd slapping sex noises. It was almost like he was playing out a drum rhythm, with his mom’s moans and squeals adding to the mixture of instruments.