An eventful wank

How was this my new normal?!

I had gone from a vaguely mundane existence to eating out of my own mother's butt and accidentally rubbing up my sister, mere hours after I awoke from a coma. I swear my brain couldn't keep up. Chortling to myself I drew myself away from the, now clean, dishes and headed for upstairs. There wasn't a day I had ever considered that my survival would hinge on whether I could eat out of a butt or not, however out of a coma or not a day where I didn't jerk off was an impossibility. A bizzare amalgamation of now knowing that my sister a kinky, butt-stuff, side to her and having seen my penetrate her potentially virgin backside had my blood pumping. I wasn't sure how I felt about this exactly but the need to let off some steam was rising exponentially!

Heading upstairs I knew I would skip the usual peruse of smutty stories and porn combo, there was no way I needed anything more stimulus. No one would have guessed I was guessed I was recently in a coma with the speed I clambered up the stairs, before rounding the corner towards the bathroom. I was surprisingly spritely.

It had to have only been seconds before my jeans were around my ankles, my turgid cock straining upwards. Clasping my hand around my veiny shaft I gasped. God, that felt so SO much better than I remembered it. It seemed a break from my usual mastabatory schedule had its upsides after all, thank you coma. Transparent droplets of pre-cum were quick to emerge from my swollen prick. My mind was a blur, I don't even remember what I focused on. The pleasure of finally getting of and releasing some of that pent up sexual tension was all I needed... well almost, apparently. Nearing my impending climax I couldn't help but remember how my sisters breasts had felt crushed into my chest. I remembered her playful wink. Seconds away from orgasm I remembered the little squirm on my mother's face as she pushed that first sausage into her tightest of holes. I could practically taste that tangy aroma. I didn't have time to consider how I felt about these invading imaginings.

Feeling my balls pull up as wave after wave pulsating from my throbbing shaft I couldn't remember the last time I had cum like this. My mind clouded and my knees buckled slightly.

"God, I needed that" I whispered, as I caught my breath.

'...'

The fuck was that. I could have sworn I heard something. Immeadiately I was broken from my post-orgasmic revery. It had sounded like a bump or a... to be honest I didn't know what, perhaps I was running off of instinct, after all I was literally caught with my pants down right now.

I realised that in my hurry I hadn't locked the door... I didn't know who but either my mother or sister had just shared a very intimate moment with me. I wanted to feel panic but if anything it was more of a turn on. I didn't know who it was or how long they had been there but either way it was kind of hot. Looking down to see my still twitching cock I realised that my 9 inch cock had definitely been given a performance, even if I didn't know who the audience had been just yet.

[Mother P.O.V]

What was wrong with me?! I knew I should have left, I knew I shouldn't have watched but I couldn't help it! There was something about that thick throbbing cock that enthralled me. Maybe it was because it showed my baby was alive and well, after his coma, it could have been that, even with my limited experience, that I knew a beautiful cock when I saw one... I didn't know. If only for a split second I thought that maybe I was more affected by feeding him from my butt than I had thought I would be.

My mind was filled with uncontrollable emotions as I looked at myself in my bedroom's full length mirror. I was doing this for my son. I WAS doing this for my son, I told myself. I slipped my skin-tight blue dress up over my huge bubble butt, before it passed over my gargantuan breasts, and eventually cleared my body entirely. Tidying up my hair I took a moment to admire my body. I didn't believe it was sinful to showcase my body, like my parents had said, but I also didn't believe that I could ever lead anyone into temptation. Of course, I thought I looked good but that's just not how the world worked surely. Suffice to say looking back on this I had probably been a little naive.

Still I let my eyes roam my body, from my tight waist and flaring hips to my bra - seemingly ready to burst.

'This was it' I thought with a breath.

Rounding the side of my bed I reached underneath and pulled out a long box. It was fairly shallow at around five six inches deep, but it was nearly as long as my bed. I couldn't believe I owned such a things, let alone in a matter that concerned my son. I remember how emabarrassed I had been when Tammy had helped me find it... I reckon my face blushed more furiously than a demons backsides (an odd phrase but something I had picked up from my mother).

I unlatched the wooden box. Opening it up for the first time I was shocked. Dildo after dildo, after dildo from small and thin to fat and long. All part of the 'Anal Trainer - Fanatic "Gape" edition'. The final dildo had a large lettering on the base cup writing out 'BEHEMOTH'. The mere fact I owned this was enough to make me shudder in shame. My only solace was that I was doing this for my son. I WAS doing this for Jayden.

Circling the smallest rubber dildo in my deinty hands, I removed it from the case. Each and every one of the dildos was a different colour but this one happened to be a light shade of purple. My breath caught in my throat. I laid down on the bed holding the, apparently small, didlo in my hand. At around 5 inches long and it was a shade thicker than the sausage I had **** up my butt earlier... I hadn't been prepared for that kind of sensation. I wasn't that it hurt too much but it was... actually I don't think I know, even now, maybe it was the suction maybe it was the taboo but there was something to it.

I lowered my underwear, exposing my hot sex to the cool air. Taking the dildo I traced the tip across my sensitive lips. It was almost a shame that I wasn't going to use it there I thought, though of course that wasn't what a lady did and this was for my son. I didn't indulge in that sort of temptation but like everyone we had our tests in life. Pushing the tip of purple shaft down and against my tight butt I took a moment. I had to be ready. I pushed in.

It may sound wrong but I actually missed the warmth of the sausage. The silcon head of the shaft was up firmly lodged inside me. It was strange to think my son had eaten out of there just a little while ago. Pushing harder I felt my tight hole stretch just a little while. I kept pushing in, till the tip of my fingers met the plush flesh of my backside. The constant suction of of my butt was so strange but also... so welcome. I was embarrassed by the tinge of arousal that came with my butt's wanton need to embrass the toy further inside me. If it wasn't for the small base at the end of the toy I had no doubt that it would have shot up into me! Again, it was a thought that I desparately supressed.

'I had to do this for my son!' I thought.

Unfortunately, I couldn't help but recall his beautiful cock, as he spewed his load. The two images of my loving son and the one I had just seen wanking himself conjoined as one erotic mass of imaginings. I couldn't admit it to myself - not yet - but I could feel my insides heat with arousal as I thought I was doing it for my son: all of this for my son! My toes curled at the thought as I held my knees into my buxon breasts.

This wouldn't be enough for my son, I knew that. I knew he would need to eat more... yes, it was so he could eat more. In one fluid movement I pulled the, now slick, dildo out, swivelled round grabbed the next dildo from the case, before resuming my position. I noted how this one was pink before I aligned this one and eased it into that forbidden hole. Christ, it was definitely bigger than the sausages!!

Just more than two fingers in length and without the same squidge as the sausages had, it was a lot. I felt so full, so stretched. Oh God!! Maybe I had been too ambitious. Thankfully I adjusted to the size of the new invader fairly quickly. As I tried to move the pink body of silcon that same feeling reimerged but there was a different lilt to it this time. Unsure of what it was I continue to rock the silicon body in and out of my taut hole. Oh... OH! It was arousal sneaking in, it actually good...

I didn't know how to feel about this slight revelation, whether it was the sheer feeling of fullness or the act itself! I-I had to stop, I couldn't let myself fall to depravity like this. My breath caught in my throat as I realised that a morbvid arousal came from looking back at the case to see a line of buttplugs, I had forgotten about. Tammy had said I would need to wear one if I didn't want to lose my progress. It was for Jayden. Yes, it was all for my son.

Desparately trying to compose myself I made sure to dust the dildos off in the sink before drying and replacing them. I made the decision to go pantie-less if I had to have the buttplug in, there was no use in potentially tearing a pair of panties I reasoned.

... and that was how I remimerged from my bedroom: nearly same except being in commando I thought - if only I had known the recent chain of events had left me more of a changed woman than I could ever have imagined occuring so quickly.