His mother, Anna

Right she was, it was Anna’s turn to take her son’s cock, but the first thing that touched her bare pussy was Chase’s tongue. He deftly pulled her black panties to the side and pressed his tongue flat against her slit, the tip of his nose brushing her asshole. She moaned as his tongue ran up and down the length of her cunt, replacing her secreted love juices with his saliva. He pushed his tongue into her hole and relished the taste of his mother’s pussy. He wondered if this was what her pussy tasted like outside of this dream world that he was trapped in.

Chase stood back up to his full height before holding his cock in his hand and rubbing the head up and down her slit just like he did with his tongue. She moaned again and begged him to fuck her.

“Please Chase, I need your cock. It’s been so long for me and your father never satisfied me before he left. But you...you’re different. I love you, Chase, and I want you to shove your cock right in here.”

She reached back with one hand as she asked over and over again, taking two fingers and spreading her lower lips to fully expose her dripping wet vagina. Chase thought that he was the one who was supposed to be giving the orders but he supposed he could appease his mother while she was begging for his cock. And so he placed his cock at her entrance and slid only the tip in. Her pussy was violently hot and he took a deep breath before sliding deep into her in a single, powerful thrust.

Anna’s head lolled back as she stared at the ceiling, moaning out her pleasure to the heavens. Chase pulled back slowly and thrust in quickly a half dozen more times before she came hard on his cock. Her body shook and spasmed and her toes curled. Some liquid spurt out between her legs, dripping down to Chase’s balls and eventually landing on the couch below. He grinded his hips in slow circles, still fully sheathed inside of her while she rode out the orgasm.

His mother nodded back at him with a lusty haze to her eyes and he began to thrust in and out of her wonderful pussy. It was softer than his sisters and seemed to gently guide his cock to her womb instead of forcefully sucking it like Chelsea’s. He felt every bit as much of the mind breaking pleasure, though. His thrusts started slow and purposeful, but soon his switch was flipped and he couldn’t help but plunge into her depths over and over again. Faster and faster he thrust, holding onto her hips in a **** grip and slamming her ass back into him.

It must have been this noise that awoke Chelsea from her micro-nap. She stirred and sat up on the couch watching her brother rail her mother. She put her knees underneath her and leaned into her brother’s shoulder, gently stroking his arm and hooking a hand under his chin. He did not hesitate to kiss her as she wanted and the three of them moaned together in incestuous bliss. Chelsea and Chase made out while he was thrusting into Anna’s pussy from behind. Her walls squeezed him again and she came on his cock once more.

Chelsea retreated from embracing him and instead joined her mother, leaning on the back of the couch with her ass out, swaying it invitingly. Chase gave his mother’s ass a light spank before pulling out and pushing his cock into his sister’s waiting hole. She moaned her thanks and shot her mother a triumphant look. Anna stared into her daughter’s face with a complicated look that neither child could decipher.

Chase switched pussies again and plunged back into his mother, balls deep. The two women looked at each other again, but this time there was a different look on their faces. The lust was unmistakable and their heads slowly but surely moved closer and closer together. They kissed and began to sloppily make out. Chase railed them each from behind, swapping from his mother to his sister as his whim served.

He felt his climax approaching as he pounded into Chelsea and she must have felt the urgency in his thrusts. She removed her tongue from her mother’s mouth and looked back at Chase, “As much as I’d like to get another helping of you to fill my womb, I want me and Mom to match. So cum in her pussy nice and deep, okay?”

That sounded good to him! He pulled out and lined himself up again with his mother’s pussy. He took a firm hold on her plump hips and pulled her back to hilt himself inside her. The only thing that he moved was his arms as he pushed and pulled Anna back and forth, to and fro, using her until his climax released and he shot his cum deep into her. She moaned even louder and Chelsea grinned from her side, kissing her neck and caressing her back and chest as Chase dumped his load into her womb.

They were all breathing heavy from exertion and arousal and Chase pulled out and flopped in between the two women on the couch. His two women. He smiled and invited them to cuddle closer, their lace clad breasts pushing into his chest from either side as he wrapped an arm around each again. They snuggled in and planted gentle, loving kisses on his shoulders and neck. He lay his head back and continued to catch his breath.

He would love to have a lucid dream like this again. It had never happened to him before but if it could feel this real and this satisfying, he desperately hoped that this would not be a one time thing. He’ll just have to see what he feels like when he wakes up. He slowly closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh, drifting off for a bit more rest.

When he awoke he was in his bedroom, staring at his ceiling. He let out a frustrated sigh. His mind was racing groggily as he attempted to catch his bearings. His subconscious brain was into the weirdest things. Sure, his sister and mother were insanely attractive and he liked to think that he carried the same “Pretty Genes” as Mom called them but…something about this newfound revelation that he would fuck them both in a heartbeat made him feel…different.What would he actually do when he got out of bed for real this time? How could he face them? If Chelsea was wearing those short shorts and skin baring tank top like in his dream, would he be able to contain himself? Yes he could, he had to.

Chase shifted his hips a little and found that just like at the end of his dream, he was completely naked. Something stirred beside him and he looked over in time to see his sister with her whole body wrapped around his right arm with her head resting on his shoulder. His bicep rested in the warm squishy recesses in between her lovely tits. His forearm was pressed against her taut stomach and his hand was shoved in between her legs. She rubbed her legs together and shifted her body, groaning as she woke up and moved her head so she could look into his eyes.

“Good morning,” she yawned, settling back down to nuzzle into the crook of his neck. She was covered up to her neck by the bedsheets. He glanced to his other side, half expecting his mother to be there. She wasn’t.

“She’s downstairs cleaning up from breakfast and stuff, don’t worry,” his sister reassured him, her voice muffled as she spoke into his neck. “This was a nice nap though, I like being able to have you with me when we sleep.”

She planted some light kisses on his neck without moving her head. Chase’s mind ground to a halt. This is getting his hopes up all over again. Wait, it was getting his hopes up? He really wanted this to be real, then. Chase was shocked to discover that deep down on an almost instinctual level, he wanted that dream to be real.

He took his arm that wasn’t currently covered in his sister and reached it around to grasp the hem of the bedsheets. It was shaking slightly. He lifted it just enough to peek under them at his sister’s state of dress. She was topless for one, and her amazing chest pressed into his arm and his chest with no fabric in between them.

“What? Didn’t see enough before?” Chelsea teased him. “Here.”

She unwrapped herself from around his arm and slid one knee over his body, hauling herself up to straddle his torso. Her crotch landed snugly on his own, pressing her soft, warm sex onto his semi-hard cock. She grinned and shed the bed sheet that she now wore as a cape, letting her brother take in her full figure. She was still wearing the white stockings with the panties and garter belt. Her toned abs and slight waist leading up to her pleasantly sized breasts was explosively arousing. The cherry on top was her beautiful face, framed in messy, long blonde hair as she smiled down at him. He had known her all his life but he was seeing her as a woman for the first time. His woman, if he remembered correctly.

He smiled back up at her and caressed her thighs as he rested his hands on them. He was growing quickly harder underneath her and it was obvious that she knew. She spread open the fold in her panties and lifted herself up to sink down on his cock without another word. They moaned in sync as her pussy accepted his dick once more. He pulled her down on top of him and her breasts pressed against his chest. He kissed her over and over through their smiles before rolling over, placing himself on top of her. He thrusted long and hard and clutched his sister tightly and lovingly in his arms. This was the dawn of a brand new, family dynamic. One that he could certainly get used to.