Family Ties Part Seven

Timing is everything. There I was at the Venetian in Las Vegas with my mother. Delilah had just given me the most amazing blowjob I'd ever had and was now in the shower.

As I stood with my slacks on the top of my shoes watching mom lathering up , my cell phone had to vibrate off the bed. It was my sister, Carrie. Naturally, I had to answer at the same time mom shouted from the shower.

Like I said. Timing is everything and as usual, mine was lousy.

"Baby...please don't tell me that's mom!"

Well, there you go. Now what do I do? Tell my older sister, and new lover that I was indeed with our mother? That the minute she went back to San Francisco, mom and I jetted here, registered as Mr. and Mrs. Carr, and had weekend plans that would make a whore blush?

Normally, in my world, a lie is expected at such a juncture. But, fuck...this was my sister.

"Yeah, baby...that's mom." I answered as I plopped on the edge of the bed and kicked my slacks from my feet.

I wasn't sure what Carries response would be, so I lit a cigarette and waited. And waited.

Finally, "Did you guys fuck?"

I dragged deeply, filling my lungs with smoked and replied, "No", then exhaled straight up over my head.

"Then why is she in the shower hon?" Carrie replied with a slight edge to her voice.

"We just got here and she wanted to freshen up." I saw my reflection in the floor to ceiling glass and looked smug. I thought my answer would end this topic and we could talk about something else fast.

But, my sister was nobodies fool, especially mine.

"That's bullshit Garrett. I know that mom had to have showered less than an hour ago. It's only a forty minute flight, and I bet she was dressed to the fucking hilt. So don't give me that freshening up crap. Now, what's going on?"

There was no getting around it.

"Look Carrie. Mom and I are having a little thing. We're just here for the weekend and she wants to have some fun. Anything wrong with that?" I stood and headed to the en suite bathroom and Delilah.

Carrie answered, "A little thing? Look buster...a hot weekend in Las Vegas at a few grand a night is no little thing. I bet she looks like a million bucks, too...right?"

Well, she had me there.

"Yeah...she looks stunning Carrie." I grinned as I sat on the gilded Italian bench just a few feet from the foggy glass shower door.

"Have you kissed her?"

I heard the sound of pillows being pounded. My sister was fluffing up her pillows presumably for a quick masturbation session. I know my sister and recognized those noises from when we all lived under the same roof as a family. Nice roof. Fucked up family.

I answered, "Yes baby."

Carrie sighed, "Oh, God. Were her lips warm and creamy?"

"Uh huh...and wet." I would have been disappointed if that didn't get her going. But, I knew she wouldn't disappoint me.

"Oh fuck! Baby, were they just soft kisses on the lips or was their some tongue?"

"Carrie...we kissed every way imaginable. There was a lot of kissing." I tilted my head to the side and admired moms shapely silhouette behind the foggy glass as Carrie asked,"Heavy breathing?"

I grinned as I answered, " Oh yeah. Her panting and gasping had my cock swelling in a hurry."

My sister sighed, "Christ...now I'm wet. Tell me more."

Carries breathing changed and I knew she was touching herself already. I decided to have a little fun as mom rinsed the shampoo from her hair.

"Well, mom sat me in a big chair and backed away and stripped for me. Then lit a cigarette and walked towards me with her cigarette dangling from her red lips. Then I dropped my knees to the side and she stepped between them and bent over."

I paused when my cock began to swell just from telling my sister what had happened.

Carrie sighed into the phone. "And?"

I smiled and answered,"She dropped to her knees, un-zipped my slacks and pulled my cock out and kissed it!"

There was no doubt what Carrie was doing as her breathing quickened. I knew she was pleasuring herself. I remembered how she looked last week when she did that for me in Palm Springs. The way she leaned back in bed resting on one hand as she rubbed across her pussy with two fingers fast and furious just inches from my face. I could almost smell her again through the phone.

There was nothing else to do. I looked down at my rigid cock and took it in hand. Luckily, mom likes long showers. My hand wrapped my thick cock and started slowly moving up and down. I sensed my breathing had changed and was sure of it when Carrie said, "That's right baby. Stroke that sweet cock for your big sister. God, I remember how you touched yourself for me! Do it baby!"

It was on. Carrie and I moaned and groaned as we enjoyed a quick masturbation session, thanks to AT&T. Since I knew her body as well as my own, I knew from the sounds exactly what she was doing...what she was feeling. She was slapping her pussy just like she had done last week.

Suddenly, without warning, mom stepped from the shower onto the marble floor and saw me jerking furiously on my big cock. What a sight she was. Long, dark, wet hair hanging to her ample tits. Beads of water covering her bronzed body. Those crimson lips looked wet and dangerous as always.

Delilah stepped to me silently dropping her eyes from mine to my slick cock. She leaned over and rested her hands on my knees as I fed my cock to her. I was so close. Carrie was close. The sights and sounds of my mom sucking and slurping on my cock, the sounds of my sisters pussy squishing, moms moans, Carries groans, my hand riding the top of moms head up and down...it was all too much.

Carrie came hard and had me spurting in seconds. I came hard too, shooting stream after stream into our mothers mouth as she sucked hard, never stopping until she had swallowed it all. I was spent and exhausted, but smiled at pleasuring my sister by phone while my mom sucked me off. I wondered if that had ever been done before. I made a mental note to look that up.

Mom stood silently, tossed one foot up on the back of the chair and pulled my face to her wet pussy. I dropped the cell phone on the pile of towels and grabbed her perfect ass and squeezed her wet cheeks. I pushed my nose to her dripping pussy and took in her scent. I felt moms hand on the back of my head pulling my open mouth tight against her wet slit. My tongue lapped at it slowly.

"Garrett!" She pulled me even tighter. My tongue parted her lips and darted inside. I was giving my mom the tongue fucking of her life. Delilah bucked hard against my mouth as my tongue slurped her sweet juices. Her clit was next. I sucked it hard, stretching it to the limit. Then nibbled it until her legs quivered and she gushed over and over in my mouth.

"Oh fuck!!" She screamed as her bronzed legs buckled. Her tremors must have lasted a full minute. Delilah dropped her foot from the back of my chair and laid across my sticky lap. I cradled her head in the crook of my arm and kissed her soft, wet lips over and over. She relaxed and fell limp in my arms.

"I can't fight any longer baby. I have resisted letting you go down on me, but I just couldn't resist this time."

Delilah Carr had surrendered. It was a moment I'll never forget.

"Garrett? Mom?" The muffled sound of Carrie's voice came from the pile of towels.

Mom glanced down, "Carrie?" then looked at me. I grinned and shrugged my shoulders.

Delilah reached down and picked up my cell phone, then slipped from my lap and stood naked in front of me. She used her delicate fingers to brush the hair from my wet forehead as Carrie spoke to her.

"Yes, mom...it's me. Everything okay?"

Mom answered, "Yes dear...everything's fine" then lit a cigarette and continued, "Carrie darling. How long have you..."

"Mom, I heard it all."

Delilah looked down at me, still naked on the bench and replied, "I'm sorry Carrie. You didn't need to hear all that" then dragged slowly and seductively on her cigarette.

My sister answered, "Mom, it's okay. I know you guy's are having a thing. I was at the beach house...remember? You were both naked when I walked in unannounced. Now, my question is...can I come down there after my run tomorrow?"

Uh ohh. Normally, the idea of a threesome would excite me and God knows mom and Carrie excited me, but to be in bed with both of them? I didn't know what to think.

But, as usual, Delilah had it under control.

"Actually dear...tomorrow's not good. In fact, I've made plans for the next few days, but I was going to send for you Wednesday...if that's alright." She once again, sat in my lap and draped her cigarette hand over my shoulder and kissed me again and again.

I enjoyed the taste of mom's smoky lips and her kisses, but the dead silence from Carrie disturbed me. Had mom pissed her off? Would Carrie agree to leave us alone here until Wednesday? And what were these plans?

Finally, after listening to imaginary crickets, Carrie answered, "That sounds wonderful mom. So, I guess I'll be there Wednesday. Bye love."

Mom turned off my cell and handed it to me."Well, I suppose she's right. She already knew about us from the scene at the beach house, so I guess no harm was done. I do shudder to think about how we sounded to her though. This was pretty hot stuff."

Clearly, Carrie knew about us. I then remembered her and mom going outside at the beach house and sitting alone on the deck, leaving me with a raging hard on and dumb look on my face. What had they talked about? Mom was only wrapped in a robe and I was naked except for a towel that hung loosely around my hips. I also remember Carrie leaving abruptly without saying a word.

I nodded at Delilah, "Oh, there's no question it was hot. But, like you said, she already knows about us. Say, that reminds me. What did you say to her at the beach house that made her run off without saying a word?"

She paused and dragged heavily on her cigarette, flicking ashes in the sink, then answered, "I told her that if she said anything, I'd have to tell you about her and dad."

What? Carrie and Dad? No fucking way. My dad had no time for mom, much less carry on a secret fling with Carrie. I just couldn't wrap my mind around it. Mom kissed me on the lips and then got up and walked to the suitcases. She dragged out tonights wardrobe and began dressing. It was so surreal. It was like everything we had done, and everything she said about Carrie and dad were so normal.

"Carrie and dad?" I needed more.

Mom slipped her panties on, stepping into them delicately and answered, "Yes baby. Carrie and dad have been...shall we say...intimate for years. I found out when dad took her off to college after graduation. So, in some ways, it serves him right" then turned and looked at me.

Hmm. So this was some kind of revenge thing?

My mind went into overdrive. I remembered a lot of things that never made sense to me, but suddenly did. The way Carrie was always brushing up against him. That look on her face. I knew that look well. She'd been using it on me for months now. And the jewelry. Diamond tennis bracelets, more than one Rolex, a Piaget, that damn emerald necklace must have cost a fortune. And the car. That wasn't your run of the mill Mustang. That was a Carroll-Shelby.

My blood had rushed to my face. I was pissed. But, at what? Mom's betrayal or Carries?

Delilah saw my red face and came over and sat next to me on the same bench we had just had sex on. I knew she sensed my angst.

"You feel like I've betrayed you. That I'm with you only to get back at your father. Well, it's not true baby. I'm in love with you Garrett...not your father. That train left the station long ago. There have been many men who have wanted me. But, I never let anyone touch me until now. Now, you're an adult and I know you can handle this. I have needs baby, and you fill them perfectly. Now, let's not let this foolishness interfere with our time together."

I saw the twinkle in her violet eyes. I saw the lust. My eyes dropped to her wet lips. I gathered her in my arms and stood. I began kissing her hard as I carried her to the huge bed. There was no time to toss the huge pillows to the floor or turn back the covers. This was one of those moments that had our passion boiling.

I dropped her on the bed as she shouted, "Yes baby..get rough with me. I understand!"

My open mouth caught hers as I crawled between her legs and ripped her panties off. I jabbed my stiff cock in her still wet pussy and began pumping into her. Delilah gasped in my mouth. Her warm, smoky breath made me so hot. I arched my back and delivered one punishing thrust after another. Over and over...faster and faster. Her spiked heels dug into my ass. My cock was deep as my balls danced over her ass.

"That's it. Fuck me hard. Make it hurt." Mom cried.

I raised up on my knees and lifted her legs over my shoulders. I looked down and watched my cock stretching her hot pussy. I watched as fluids squirted out with each thrust. Moms mouth was wide open gasping for air. I reached down and rubbed my thumb over her red lips. Her tongue slipped out and licked it before sucking it into her warm mouth. I pulled my thumb from her wet mouth and tossed both legs over one shoulder. Then I pressed down hard on her knees which made her impossibly tight pussy even tighter while I rammed my cock in and out. She said she wanted it hard and to hurt. She slapped her hands flat on the white comforter and raised her ass to meet my thrusts, screaming, "Yes..Yes..Yes.."

That was the hard part.

The hurt part came when I slipped my swollen cock from her drenched pussy to drier ground. I rammed it in her ass.

"FUCK!!" Mom squealed as my cock slammed deep.

She pulled her legs from my shoulders, dropped them on top of the bed, and spread them wide. Then Delilah slid her hands along the comforter and using both hands, pulled her cheeks wide to accommodate my swelling cock. I watched her tits bounce as I covered them with my own sweat.

It was hard, fast and delirious fucking that up to then had been just a fantasy.

My eyes went to her open mouth and watched as she licked her lips. I continued pounding her pussy while she tweaked her puffy nipples. My cock began swelling, her pussy contracted, my balls tightened.....it was coming and coming fast!

The tingling started around my ankles and sped up my legs at the same time the tingling in my balls had me grunting and growling. I felt the cum race up my shaft and blast out my slit.

"Garrett!!"

"Delilah!!"

Mom's pussy muscles milked my cock until my ball sacks emptied and dropped loosely.

It was Heaven.

I rolled to the side and lay next to her and asked, "You okay mom?"

Delilah rolled to her elbow and lit a fresh cigarette before answering, "Good. You?"

I nodded, "Never better."

Truthfully, sex had never been better with anyone else. Mom was everything a man could want. Stunningly beautiful, a perfect body, passionate, and way too sexy for her own good. Toss in nasty as Hell, and you have Delilah Carr. I call her mom.

My thoughts then turned to Carrie. What would Wednesday bring? My sweet older sister or the slut Carrie? This was Vegas where everythings a game. My money would have to be on Carrie the slut.

But, would Delilah play?