Wylas' Tale: With some encouragement

"Mother... this is a lot to take in," Wylas whispered, eyes forward, staring at Selesta, "I don't know if I want to do this to her."

His mother kissed his ear, her hands were still reaching out from behind him, l running over his body, and her naked breasts pressed against his back, "I know, sweetie, it's okay if you don't. But... why don't you just try something simple. Why don't you try kissing her, just lightly, and see if you like it. It won't hurt her. It will be our secret. I promise."

Wylas swallowed, and with his mother's encouragement leaned forwards, putting a knee on the bed, and just listened to Selesta's quiet, graceful breathing for a moment. After a moment's hesitation, he did what would have been unthinkable just one short day ago. He kissed his beautiful, sleeping sister right on the mouth.

It felt dirty, and wrong. It also felt good. That second part was enhanced when his mother touched Wylas' backside, running her hands over his smooth bottom, and caressed his little back hole with her thumb and his balls with her slim fingers. "That's good, sweetie, this is what a man does. Take more. Kiss her neck, she can't stop you. She doesn't mind."

Wylas, driven on by her words and fingers stroked his sister's hair back and kissed his way down her delicate, freckled neck, down her collarbone, and over the slightly raised flesh of her flattened breasts. He paused at her nipple. It looked delightful, and was also completely forbidden. Their mother's encouragement or no, he knew that he shouldn't even be thinking about this, much less doing it.

Behind him, his mother's thumb, which had been stroking his little pink anus, pressed in slowly. He gasped, and found his sister's nipple in his lips. He moaned lightly, and his little tongue slipped out, touching and licking his sleeping twin's sweet pink nipple.

"You like that, don't you?" His mother's voice breathed behind him, slowly penetrating his butthole with her thumb, sliding it in and out. Wylas didn't answer, but couldn't hide that the little violation felt good. He gasped into his sister's nipple again his mother went deeper. "Put your cock next to Selesta's face," she said. Wylas didn't protest, but didn't move either, "Don't worry, I just want it near her," Wylas couldn't say no. Didn't want to. He crawled forward on the bed, bending over, and put his raging penis right by Selesta's lovely sleeping face, unconcerned, uncaring that she was being molested by her little family. Still with her thumb in her son's tight pink ring, Alisiyah reached around and grabbed Wylas' stiff penis, jerking it slow and hard.

Wylas screamed briefly, cutely, and came in a few short strokes, sending ropes of white cum right on his sister's face. Alisiyah kept pumping him through his long orgasm, getting the whole mess onto Selesta's young, freckled features. She pushed forward with the thumb that was penetrating her son, bringing his still-hard penis to Selesta's mouth.

Wylas completed the journey, pushing the head of his penis past his sister's pink lips, letting it rest on her tongue, sliding it lightly.

"There's a good boy... my little man." Wylas' mother kissed his neck as he breathed, recovering, "Don't worry, there's plenty of fun left. You're young, and your mother was very naughty tonight. I put a little something in your wine too, to help this guy." She turned Wylas' head and kissed him, with lots of tongue, stroking his shaft.

"Doesn't your sister look pretty like that?" Alisiyah murmured, drawing his attention back to his deed. She looked... defiled. Covered in his slime. Forbidden. Pretty? That too, but it was a sick kind of pretty. A 'pretty' he never thought he would see in her, hadn't even imagined.

"M-Mother..." Wylas didn't know what to say. She didn't respond, instead leaning forward, past Wylas, and licked her son's cum off of her daughter's lips.

A strand hung from her tongue, connecting their beautiful faces. "Mmm... your mother just tasted your cum..." Wylas was at full erection. This perverted scene was hotter than anything he had ever imagined in his mind. His mother crawled to the other side of the bed, giving him full view of her face as she leaned down again, licking Selesta's pink lips, licking down her body, all over her youthful little flat breasts. She smiled. "You like seeing that?"

"Yes," Wylas breathed, almost panting. This whole evening and night was unbelievable for the young man.

"What else would you like to see? To do? Don't be afraid, you're my man now, remember? Tell your mother how she should use her body. Tell her what you'd like to happen to your defenseless, sleeping sister."

Wylas didn't answer. Couldn't. His mother's hands began stroking their way slowly down Selesta's body, caressing her breasts, then her slim, pale stomach, all the way down to her little, defenseless pussy. She began stroking, rubbing the outside of the tender hole.

"Should I stick a finger in?"

Wylas nodded, blushing, squirming uncomfortably.

His mother slowly slid a finger in, and then out, "Uhhh," she moaned as if it were herself getting fingered, "It's so warm and tight, it feels sooo good. Do you want to lick my finger?"

Wylas nodded dumbly. Gods help him, he did. He crawled lower down the bed, and took his mother's hand into his mouth, parting his lips. Slowly, he took her whole finger into his mouth, licking the mild, pleasant taste of his sister off it.

"Does she taste good?"

Wylas nodded again, and got the words out, hoarsely, "Yes, she tastes good mother."

"You try. Touch her. I want a taste."

Wylas looked at his sister's cum-glazed face. She had shown no reaction. She wouldn't know, he told himself. And... he did want to. And he wanted his mother to taste his finger, lick it with her perfect lips. He reached out a trembling hand, and stroked Selesta's lips lightly, and slid in one finger.

Her bare vagina almost seemed to suck him in, and was tight even around his slender middle finger. He began moving it, masturbating her. He put his other hand on his mother's breasts, feeling them. She took his finger out and slowly lowered her lips, and began sucking his finger, tonguing it, sliding it in and out of her hot mouth.

"Are you ready to show your mother what a man you are?" Wylas had no idea of the significance of her words, of her repeating over and over what he was 'showing' his trapped mother, making her taste and feel. He nodded, determined. Lusty. Ready.

Alisiyah shimmied her hips slightly and pushed down on the fabric of her dress, held up only by her slim hips. The dress fell with only a brief struggle, revealing her fully naked youthful body.

She straddled her young daughter with her naked body, hooking Selesta's legs around her elbows and drawing them back, forcing his sister's tight butt into the air. Both her tiny holes were now exposed. Smiling the elven mother lowered her head, licking Selesta's pubis and vaginal lips sensually.

"Would you like it like this to start? You can put in anywhere, you've got six wet little holes to play with," Alisiya's lips smiled and she repeated, "Show your sweet, lovely young mother how far you'll go."