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 Chapter 9 When Sam woke in the morning it was to the disorienting sensation
of having warm bodies pressed against him from either side.  For a moment
he couldn't recall where he was.  As memory flooded back he looked to one
side and saw his mother, still asleep, with the sheet slipped down to
reveal one delectable breast.  On the other side he met Joan's alert gaze.
He realized that he'd been wakened by her crawling into bed with him.

   "Good morning," Joan whispered, and kissed him.

   "Good morning," Sam said sleepily.  "What time is it?"

   "Early." Joan pressed closer to him, and he put an arm around her.  "I
guess your plan worked.  About Mom."

   "Yeah," he said, and grinned at the memory.  "I'd say it worked pretty
well."

   They had been trying to keep their voices down, but at this point
Caroline stirred and woke.  She, too, looked confused for a moment, then
remembered and smiled.

   "I don't think I've had the two of you in bed with me since you were
about six years old," she commented with a yawn.  "Good morning!"

   "Morning, Mom," Sam and Joan both said.

   "Did you have a good time last night?" Joan asked with a sly smile.

   Their mother smiled back.  "You know I did.  I'm sorry I yelled at you."

   "It's OK," said Joan contentedly.  "We shouldn't have startled you like
that.  We just lost track of time."

   "Speaking of which," Caroline said, "what time is it?"

   "About 5:30," Joan said.
"5:30!" Caroline exclaimed.  "Are we not allowed to sleep?"

   Joan looked a little sheepish.  "Well...I just thought..."

   "Yes?"

   "I mean, if we got up early enough, there would be time for...you
know..."

   Understanding lit Caroline's face.  "You mean, for Sam to fuck us both
before you have to leave for school?"

   "Well...yeah." Joan said.

   Caroline laughed.  "It sounds like a delightful idea.  But I'm not sure
I'm up to it...it's been a long time for me, and last night was pretty
intense."

   "I'm a little sore, too," Joan admitted, "but it would be worth it."

   "Well, what about you, Sam?" Caroline asked.  "You did twice as much as
us yesterday.  Are you up to it?"

   "I'm a man of iron," Sam said promptly.

   Both Joan and Caroline immediately reached for his crotch, which made
them both burst out laughing.  "I guess you are, at that," Joan said,
touching his erection through the sheets.  "You know, Mom, if you're a bit
sore, Sam could lick your pussy instead.  He did that to me yesterday, and
it was incredible."

   Caroline looked intrigued.  "That might work.  What about it, Sam?"

   Sam yawned, then grinned.  "No problem.  Come here."

   He spent a while kissing and touching both Joan and Caroline, just
enjoying the contact of skin and skin, lips on lips.  The fact that he had
two such sexy women wild for him was both an astonishment and a source of
deep satisfaction.  After he was sure they were both thoroughly aroused,
which took very little effort on his part, he had the three of them shift
positions.  Sam wanted to try a technique he had seen in one of his
magazines.  Lying on his back, he had his mother crouch over him, lowering
her pussy to his mouth.  The scent of her filled his nostrils, as
pleasurable and arousing as ever.  He extended his tongue, drawing the tip
of it along the length of Caroline's labia before gently teasing her clit.
She shivered with pleasure.

   Joan, meanwhile, was watching avidly.  She pulled the sheet down off of
Sam's body and took his penis in her mouth, swirling it with her tongue. 
After doing that for a few seconds she withdrew.

   "Have you tried sucking him, Mom?" she asked.

   "No, not yet," Caroline said, shifting her hips as waves of pleasure
flowed through her.  "Ooohh."

   "Well, you should," Joan said.  "He tastes really good, and it's fun. 
And you could do it without him stopping."

   "Oh...OK." Caroline said.  She shifted forward, heavy breasts hanging
forward, and tentatively took Sam's erect cock into her mouth.  They were
now in a 69 position.  Caroline quickly got the hang of it, and began
bobbing her head up and down, taking him in and out of her mouth, with
greater and greater enthusiasm.

   Sam was in ecstasy.  His mother's warm mouth engulfed his prick, while
his own tongue was buried in her sweet pussy.  He could tell that she was
approaching orgasm.  He let himself come, his semen flooding her mouth,
triggering her own climax.  Caroline gave a muffled shriek as she came,
trying to swallow the flood of delicious cum that spurted from her son's
cock.

   At length both their reactions eased.  Caroline sat up and moved off of
Sam, breathing heavily.  A small thread of cum trickled from the corner of
her mouth, unnoticed, as she smiled.

   "Oh, that was so wonderful," she said.  "Thank you, Sam."

   "Thank you, Mom," he said.  "It felt great for me, too."

   Joan leaned forward and neatly licked the spilled semen from her
mother's face.  "And thanks for that.  Mmmm.  Do you think you'll be ready
for my turn soon?"

   Sam laughed, and concentrated.  His softening prick immediately hardened
again, as firmly erect as ever.

   "That's ready enough," he said, as both women looked at his penis with
something like awe.  "What about you, though?  Are you still sore?"

   "Well...a little," Joan admitted.

   Sam moved himself behind her and put his arms around her, pulling her
back against him.  He nuzzled her neck as she relaxed against him, sighing.
His hands moved up to her breasts and toyed with her firm nipples.

   "Maybe we can try something else new, then," Sam said.

   "Oh, my God," Joan was trembling with pleasure as she balanced on her
hands and knees.  Her eyes closed in ecstasy.  "I...never even thought of
doing this!"

   "Do you want me to stop?" Sam teased, pausing in his motions.

   "Don't you dare!" Joan said.

   Caroline watched them with astonishment and pleasure.  Two days ago she
never would have imagined her son fucking her daughter's ass, much less
that she would enjoy watching it.  But she did.  As Sam pushed in and out
of Joan, both of them clearly on the brink of orgasm, Caroline felt the
stirrings of lust even more strongly in herself.  She wanted Sam to do this
to her.  She wanted him to do her in every possible way.  Caroline found
that her hand had wandered back between her legs, and she was again
stroking her still rather tender pussy, where Sam had brought her such
pleasure with his tongue.  Joan abruptly cried out in climax, collapsing
forward onto the bed with Sam on top of her.  Sam's own expression changed,
and Caroline knew he was coming, his thick cock spurting into Joan's ass.
Caroline herself came at that point, a small orgasm, but sinfully pleasant.

   The three of them rested for a while more.  Caroline glanced at the
clock.  Time was moving on; they had to get ready for school and for work.

   "Well, Joan," she said.  "It was a good idea.  But I'm not sure you woke
us up early enough!"

   "I don't care if we're late," Joan mumbled blissfully into the
bedclothes.  "It was worth it."

   "Maybe we can catch up," Caroline mused.  "It'll be a bit crowded, but
I'd imagine we can all fit in the shower..."