Slut Mommie Ch. 20

Oh my god! What was he doing? Kristy quickly complied.

"Now pull Mom's shirt up more."

My daughter didn't hesitate; my shirt was pulled up neatly over my ass exposing it completely. I uttered a surprised "Oh", but didn't say anything after that.

"Ok - not exactly what I was looking for but I'll take it."

Tommy kept snapping pictures and Kristy kept her head on top of my lower back - actually, it was more like on my ass. I felt her hands slide to my cheeks.

"Maybe you'd like to see this instead?" She asked and pulled my cheeks apart a bit.

"Kristy!" I shrieked in horror shocked my daughter did that.

My tiny panties were securely covering the pouch of my sex and my asshole, but not by much. I was afraid I showed too much, which I didn't want to do. I felt a little embarrassed about that. I held my breath as my son circled around shooting pictures.

"Kristy, let go," I demanded.

"No, keep it there, this is it. This is so sexy . . ." Tommy chimed in.

"Now Mom, look back without changing your position. Look into the camera. I want to see what you feel in your look."

Oh god, I couldn't. I shouldn't, I was his Mom not some dirty model he hired to satisfy his perverted desires. I hesitated but slowly looked back into the camera in his shaky hands. Tommy's eyes were wide with sexual anticipation, seeing his mom and sister in such a pose. My face must have shown how excited I was. From the looks he gave us, I was sure he knew - and so did my husband. He sat there watching the whole thing, his hands on his lap probably covering his hard-on.

"Good! - perfect, girls!" Tommy said - taking more photos.

He called us 'girls', as if we were some hired girls to shoot his dirty pictures. For some reason, I felt more excited, my mind and body enjoying the fact my son treated us this way.

"Now Kristy, show me more of Mom's ass. Spread her ass more for me."

It was a request, he wasn't asking Kristy to do it, he was telling her to do it. I could feel Kristy tremble a bit and then felt my ass being opened up. Oh god - there was no hiding anything anymore. The string of my tiny panties barely covered my asshole, the thin line of the fabric incapable of hiding my rear entry.

"Oh God . . ." I murmured and everyone heard it.

Click, click, click the sound of the camera felt like hot coals striking my back and tickling my very soul. I was sure he zoomed in on my barely-covered pussy.

"Great girls, now Mom do the same to Kristy."

I took a deep breath as Kristy and I switched places. Now I had my head on her back. Kristy's shirt was hiked up exposing her ass with her tiny panties barely covering her. My hands were on her ass cheeks.

Tommy, kneeling right in front of us, aimed his camera at us and waited expectantly. I spread my daughter's ass a bit.

Click, click, click.

"More . . ." He whispered.

I pulled soft cheeks further apart and saw what Tommy could see. Kristy's ass cheeks were spread apart. The thin string of her panties ran down to the tiny piece of cloth covering her sex. It did not hide her asshole well. The wrinkly rear hole was visible on both sides of the fabric. This was how my asshole must have looked when he took pictures of me. Ohhhhh - so dirty!

"More Mom, more."

I could feel my heart's rapid as I pulled my daughter's ass cheeks wide apart. Her asshole opened and her pussy lips showed around the fabric that was supposed to cover it. I put my head down and looked seductively into the camera while my son took sexy, dirty pictures.

"Great, girls! - Just like that! Hold that pose."

He moved all around us snapping away and enjoying the view.

"Mom, take Kristy's panties and pull them hard like you're giving her a wedgie."

I stood up near Kristy, pulled her shirt completely out of the way, grabbed her panties in front and back and pulled.

"Uhhhhmmmmm . . ." My daughter moaned as the fabric dug into her slit.

Looking down I could see her moist pussy lips popping out from under the fabric. Tommy, taking pictures, was probably seeing his sister's pussy for the first time.

"Great, girls! Now Kristy do the same to mom."

Kristy and I switched positions again but right before I bent over, she stopped me.

"No use having this on anymore," She said while she looked me in the eyes.

She lifted my shirt and pulled it over my head undressing me completely. I didn't know if we were all taking this too far but decided to play along for now. I was still wearing panties which covered me - somewhat.

"Well dear," I murmured, "Two can play at that game." With that I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head as well.

Kristy and I stood there completely naked while looking at each other. Her breasts were heaving and her tender nipples were hard. Kristy covered her breasts with her hands, turned towards her dad and said in an innocent voice: "You don't mind, do you Daddy?"

John cleared his throat before responding.

"Not at all pumpkin."

Kristy took her hands away from her breasts as soon as he said that, giving her dad an eye-full. John's eyes nearly popped out of his head. His face turned red and his hands moved to his crotch.

"Thanks daddy. It's all for our photo album, you know."

She winked at him and turned around facing me again. Nicely executed, I thought, turning toward Tommy.

"Tommy, would this be good for your photos?" I asked and took my hands away from my breasts.

It was my son's turn to turn red. He cleared his throat and took a long look at my full breasts.

"Mom, I think you look beautiful . . .ahrrr . . .you and Kristy. It will be perfect for our pictures."

So we all agreed to proceed. I smiled at him, gave him a wink and turned towards my daughter. Her eyes were full and shining with anticipation. She put her hands on my hips and looked into the camera, I did the same. Tommy shot pictures without saying a word.

"Uhhmmm . . .feels good doesn't it?" She said aloud.

It did but admitting it in front of my husband and son was a different story. I didn't answer, I just kept posing. Kristy gently looped her finger into the waistband of my panties and pulled it a bit down so it rested halfway down my hip. We were both turned with our sides toward Tommy. I felt somewhat alarmed but Kristy just smiled and pulled me closer to her. Our breasts met -smashing together, nipple-to-nipple, sending electric shivers of pleasure up and down my spine. I had to fight hard to maintain control.

"Feels good, doesn't it mom?" She asked aloud again.

"Uhhmmm . . .yes . . ." I whispered

I looked at my husband and then my son. They were both staring, shocked to see us so close but I knew they wanted more. I could see it in their eyes. I cleared my throat and pulled Kristy's waistband halfway down her hip. Tommy sat right in front of us on the carpet and shot more pictures. Kristy smiled at her brother pushed herself away, bent over a bit, and brought her face to within an inch of my nipple while still hanging on to my panties.

"Is this what you want to see?" She asked and extended her tongue out nearly touching my nipple with it.

"Oh God! Kristy what are you doing?" I asked shocked she would do that.

Tommy's camera clicked rapidly, taking a continuous series of photos.

"Yes Kristy, yesssss . . ." He hissed.

Kristy looked up at me, her face flushed and tense. She then brushed her tongue over my very hard nipple leaving it wet and never taking her eyes off mine. Oh God! My daughter licked my nipple in front of my husband and son! As much as I didn't want to show how much I enjoyed this forbidden moment, I just couldn't stop the moan of pleasure.

"Uhhhhhmmmmmm . . .Kristy . . .oh baby, you shouldn't do that," I moaned, still looking into her eyes.

She extended her tongue and licked me again, leaving another wet mark. Her eyes were wide with excitement. Her firm breasts heaved with her heavy breathing. I looked over at my husband and son. Both were riveted in place, watching us without saying a word. I knew that signaled "Let's do more!" - but how much more?

Kristy turned to her brother and moaned: "Uhmmm, Mom's nipples are so hard . . ."

She pulled my panties down below my hips. My ass and pussy were now exposed. I was thankful we were turned sideways to Tommy and his camera. He could not see anything from that angle.

"Kristy, what do you think you're doing?" I whispered.

Instead of answering, my daughter simply licked my nipple again. This time she did it slowly - slow enough for my son and husband to see everything in detail. She extended her tongue and slid it across my hard nipple, driving me insane with anticipation - then she flicked her tongue several times, ending with a firm hold on my nipple with her teeth. That's all it took, I moaned from pleasure.

"Uhhhhhmmmm . . .Kristy . . .ahhhhhhhh . . .oh my god . . .you should not do that, what will your Dad and your Brother think?"

I looked at them both. They both had a bewildered looks on their faces - probably wondering if I ever let her do that before. If so, how far had I let her take it? I could only imagine their thoughts at that moment.

"Uhhhmmm . . .Mommy . . .I like it . . .oh my god, I like doing this to you . . ."

I swallowed hard trying to contain myself, trying to keep John and Tommy wondering. I did not want to be too obvious about my sexual relationship with my daughter. Meanwhile, Kristy continued to nibble on my nipple, then she pulled my panties all the way down until they were bunched up around my ankles. Now I had a choice to make: keep them there; pull them up; or step out of them. The Slut in me made that decision. I stepped out of the panties. Kristy smiled at me and winked.

"Good girl," she whispered and slapped my ass.

The sound reverberated around the room and the sting was like a jolt of electricity traveling to my pussy. I bit my lower lip to stifle a moan.

"Kristy stop." I protested.

She didn't listen. She faced her brother - breasts and hard nipples in plain view, her panties half way around her hips showing everything above her pussy.

"You want to see more?" She said in a sultry voice..

Tommy's eyes were about to pop out of his head.

"Yes . . ." He whispered back.

I knew my Daughter was about to do something drastic - something more than what we had done so far. I looked at my Husband but he didn't give me any indication of what he wanted. He just stared. Then I felt Kristy pulling me to face my son! I was naked, completely naked! I allowed her to turn me to face my son.

"Oh my god . . ." I whispered stunned at this sudden turn of events.

What was an innocent "picture session," meant to just tease us, turned into an erotic encounter which led to this. Unsure, I looked at my son. His reassuring look gave me courage and I was finally able to release the breath I had been holding since being turned around. He picked up the camera, brought it up to his eye and took more pictures - pictures of me - his mom - completely naked.

"Do you like this Tommy? Do you like Mom that way?" Kristy teased him.

"Isn't she pretty? Isn't she sexy? Come on Tommy, do you think our Mom is sexy?"

I swallowed hard. Where was she going with this? Wasn't it enough that she had me naked in front of my son and his camera? Tommy listened to her, his eyes freely roaming over my body.

"Yes, she is . . . definitely sexy . . ."

His hands trembled as he took more pictures. Kristy held me in her grip, then twisted and slid behind me with her hands wrapped around my waist, and her chin resting on my shoulder as she looked at Tommy.

"Take pictures - take lots of pictures Tommy . . ."

She brought her lips close to my ear.

"Do you want to show him your pussy? You want to spread your legs for him?" She whispered softly enough so only I could hear.

"No! No, stop Kristy . . ." I whispered back - scared of what she was asking.

"Look at how he's looking at you - he wants you. Show him your pussy Mom. You know you want to," She whispered. I felt her hands coming up towards my breasts.

"Just think, your son – staring at your pussy as you spread open – willingly - like a slut."

She said the last words softly, almost unsure - but it drove me wild. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest and I had a lump in my throat preventing me from speaking. I did not want her to know how I felt about Tommy – but she seemed to understand my pleasure.

"You do, don't you?" She whispered excitedly.

Her hands reached my breasts and slid up to my nipples. She grabbed them roughly between her thumb and forefinger.

"You want Tommy to see your pussy. You're such a little slut . . ." She whispered and pulled on my nipples.

"Uhhhhhmmmmmmm . . ." I moaned. My eyes rolled to the back of my head.

I couldn't control it, every time she said the word 'SLUT,' I trembled in her grasp. My daughter was hitting all the right notes to drive me mad with sexual pleasure.

Powerless I allowed her to do what she wanted. Kristy watched Tommy carefully. He was excited, turned on and watched me with desire. I'm sure she noticed a growing bulge in his pants. Suddenly, she pulled down on my nipples - roughly, and with purpose.

"Kristy, baby what are you doing?" I whispered.

She didn't answer, but I was slowly forced to my knees.

"Ouch, too rough" I whispered to her.

She sat directly behind me with her legs spread open and pulled me back to sit between her legs. I did - keeping my knees bent and tightly together. Tommy was in front of us shooting pictures, John behind him watching, so I didn't want them to see too much. I found myself sitting on the carpet between my daughter's spread legs completely naked; my own legs were bent at the knees as I tried hiding my breasts behind them from my son's camera. My nipples were so hard and my daughter continued to handle them roughly.

"Show him Mom, open your knees..."

No! I wouldn't! I just shook my head in defiance. In return, Kristy pinched my hard nipples until it was almost painful. Tommy stared with understanding. He knew, and so did my husband what Kristy wanted me to do.

"Come on...be a SLUT." She cooed in my ear.

"Uhhhmmmm...no...I can't...not them...please don't make me..." I whispered moaning from her handling my nipples.

I gave my son and husband a quick look. They were watching me and Kristy with intensity - watching what we would do next. I turned my head to look at my daughter and found myself staring at her full lips which were so close...

"Please...don't make me do that," I begged my daughter.

She smiled and brought her lips to mine in a tiny kiss. The moment I felt her lips brush against mine I felt my knees weakening, separating a bit. Realizing what happened I quickly brought them together again.

"Kristy, stop!"

She didn't listen. She pinched my nipples again and pressed her pink lips against mine, this time keeping them there in a wet and intimate kiss. She felt so good, just like when I first kissed her a couple of times - innocent, wet and warm. I lost track of how long we kissed, but when she pulled away I felt my knees separated. I looked down and saw they were a good foot apart and my pussy was visible. I looked at my son just as he was taking pictures. I was just about to press my knees back together when Kristy whispered in my ear.

"Good SLUT! Oh look how much Tommy loves it! Look at him staring between your legs!"

He was staring. He took pictures but also enjoyed himself while doing it. I started to close my knees. I wanted to close them, but...

"He's looking at your pussy mom, and look at his crotch, he has such a hard on under those pants. Just for you, mom. Show him more..."

My daughter kept whispering seductively indecent words as she pulled me back to recline against her. I felt her tits press firmly to my back. Her shallow sweet breaths in my ear and her seductive whispering were slowly weakening my resolve. The air around us was warm, and although I was naked, I felt at ease. My position leaning against my half naked daughter was comfortable, and although my family was watching, they obviously wanted to see me like this. I hesitated; my knees few inches apart.

"Good mommy," Kristy whispered in my ear when she saw me stop.

"Good SLUT," She immediately followed.

"Uhhhhmmmm...don't call me that, I'm not a SLUT," I moaned back to her, pretending to care.

Tommy took pictures and my husband watched from behind him

.

"Now spread them open so Tommy can see...come on mom...be a SLUT for him..."

I watched Tommy but responded only to Kristy.

"Oh god, I can't...I'm his Mom..."

My knees moved apart but only slightly. My pussy was visible between them and my son shot pictures from the carpet directly in front of us. Kristy slid her hands down my stomach and up on the insides of my thighs. Looking at her brother, she tilted her head and licked her lips.

"So Tommy, you want to see more of our mom?" She asked and I tensed knowing what she was about to do.

"Yes..." He whispered back, his face flushed - his hands shaking while he took pictures.

"You want to see her pussy? You want her to spread her legs open for you?"

Kristy was charged with sexual excitement and it didn't matter that her father stood right behind her brother watching the whole thing. I had a feeling she wouldn't stop. I watched my son as he answered.

"Yes..."

I felt Kristy's hands pushing my legs apart; inch by inch she spread them. My son watched amazed as my smooth mound, moist pussy lips and even my asshole became fully visible to him and his camera. I heard my husband exhale as he finally allowed himself to breathe. I felt my daughter pull my thighs up until my feet left the ground, fully exposing my ass and my tiny rear hole. I saw both men stare, the camera take pictures, their hard cocks in their pants and my pussy lips separating, showing my clit and my pink hole. I was spread open and everyone in the room watched me. I felt like a SLUT! A Family SLUT who can be taken by anyone in this room. I had no defense for this. I was in a state of pure sexual pleasure. I would let anyone in the room take me. I would let all of them take me at the same time!

"Uhhhhhmmmmmm..." I moaned.

Kristy slid her hands down to my pussy - gently touching the tender skin on the sides of my pussy lips then proceeding to my full ass cheeks. She cupped them and spread them!

"Uhhmmm..Kristy, what are you doing, baby?" I whispered – still watching my son and my husband.

Tommy laid down - maybe a foot away from my ass - pointed the camera from the carpet up towards both of my holes, insuring my flushed face would show in the shot.

Click, click, click. The dark lens of the camera beckoned me. It invited me to show more - to stop my resistance to being a SLUT. My hands had been dangling unused at my sides but now I brought them up to my tits and squeezed them.

"Yes mom, get into it, show them how much of a SLUT you are..." My daughter whispered into my ear and kissed it, nibbling on my earlobe.

My husband watched, my son shot pictures, and my daughter seduced me. I gave in. I couldn't resist anymore. I twisted out of Kristy's hands, turned towards her and pushed her down on the carpet.

"Like this?" I whispered to her taking up position on my hands and knees with my ass facing Tommy. Kristy's eyes were wide and full of surprise. She lay there watching me as I grabbed her panties and pulled them down, exposing her. I took them off and turned toward both men. I brought my daughter's panties up to my nose and inhaled deeply.

"Uhhhhmmmm...she smells sooooo gooooood..." I moaned to them.

Then I threw the panties at my husband - my husband! This was our daughter and I threw her wet panties at him! He grabbed them, surprised he was suddenly involved in this moment of family weakness, and held them in front of him looking at them.