Bed and Breakfast

You were sore when you woke up, but your dick didn’t seem to care. It was hard. Probably from hearing all of the wonderful morning 'music'. There were whispers. There were breaths. There were moans. There was... praying. Your heard sister and your mother in bed next to you and they had been going for Allah knows how long.

“Umi… yes… mmmm… you love my milk don’t you?” Fareeha sighed, and you picked up the telltale suckling sounds of a woman drinking from her own daughter’s heavy tits. “Mmmm… umi… come here…” And then the suckling stopped, to be replaced by the silky sound of skin caressing skin and the wet lip smacking of sweet, savoured kisses. “You’re so wet umi… mmm… let’s try four fingers this time hmm?”

“Ahh! Fareeha!” your mother managed to gasp out. “Abnataya… you touch me in all… the right… spots.. .oohhhh…” and she could only moan her pleasure after that, not nearly as fleet of tongue as her daughter was in the midst of passionate, and barely secretive morning lovemaking.

You opened your eyes now and looked over to see your sister’s back. They still had their headscarves on while naked everywhere else. Such obedient women in your family. The sheets had long since slid to the floor but their constant sharing of body heat kept them plenty warm. The room almost steamed. You could see the sheen of sweat on the swollen hills of your sister’s body, drab morning light glinting off her form . Mostly you could only see your mother’s shoulder on the other side of your wall of a pregnant sister. It was a fine wall though, her perfect ass, so round and wide, sticking right out at you. You rolled over to better appreciate the lines of your sister’s back, then traced your hand down her tight skin and toned, slender muscles. There was short gasp, not quite of surprise, but of long suffering anticipation.

“Little brother is awake,” your sister told your moaning mother, obviously being too expertly fingered by her daughter to voice a verbal reaction. “Finally…”

You didn’t say anything and instead scooted in closer, feeling the heat of her body, then leaned forward to kiss the back of her shoulder. She hummed at the affection, then again, approving of your wandering hands as you stroked her arms and her thighs. Then you grabbed her ass and squeezed. “Cum for me again umi,” your sister commanded, apparently deciding to refocus on your mother while she let you quietly explore her body from behind. “Call for me this time… say things other mothers could never say…”

“Fareeha!” your mother cried out, the prompt activating her tongue, and your awakened presence no longer muffling her volume. “Don’t stop! Rub there baby yes! Your tits are so beautiful and full! You make me so wet! Ohhh I’m going to...ahhh! Abnataya! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

You could listen to this indefinitely, you realised. To hear your mother howl like a lustful animal, at the mercy of your sister’s fingers, was better than any music from the greatest composers in history.

“Good umi, good,” your sister said proudly. “Taste this… yes.. Your cum on your fingers… taste how much of a slut you are right after the sun rises.” Or maybe she meant son. You moved forward to hug your sister then, holding her and smelling her, pressing your erection into the softness of her bared ass. “Mmm, I think Ahyan heard you, umi,” she said, gently grinding against you and making your breath catch. “He’s so hard… your slutty mouth made your son so horny, mama.” There was soft sighing from the other side of the bed, the mattress shifting slightly but your sister was quick to keep control of your mother. “Uh uh Umi… drink more… my tits are still so full. That’s it… mmm.. Your lips are so soft… my nipples are in heaven in your mouth, umi…”

You pulled Fareeha’s cheeks apart, the urge to grip her flesh rising inside you. You still felt half groggy and blindly slid your member somewhere warm between her legs. You didn’t get into anywhere, simply rubbing the top of your shaft along the slick, hot flesh of your sister. Her pussy lips seemed magnetized to your cock and her leakage already covered all over the insides of her thighs. She enjoyed your slippery intrusion at just let you fuck the tight squeeze she made with her ass and legs together for a little while. “Mmm… Ahyan is so horny when he wakes up he’s just fucking my body, umi, anywhere he can stick his nice fat cock...” she said happily, the commentary needed since all your mother was allowed to do right now was feed from that leaking tit stuffed in her mouth. “If he’s not careful he might slip in anywhere…”

Her words woke you up completely and you slowed down your mad thrusting along with your breathing. You drew your already surprisingly lubed cock back and looked down. Your sister’s fleshy butt was begging, wasn’t it? You pried those thick cheeks open, witnessing how she leaked… and how she winked. That tight little sphincter was deliciously puckered, and your mouth was watering at the sight of it. You had a tough decision that you made quickly, and you reached down to grab your cock and line it up to your sister’s most forbidden delight. Well… it used to be most forbidden.

Your sister hissed gleefully feeling the pressure of your head tapping at her tightest entrance.

“Umi! Brother’s cock! Ahyan… I think he is going to put it in…” she told your still suckling mother. “I think he’s ready to put it in my ass.”

There was a spluttering sound and then a bit of wet coughing. Your mother’s **** on your sister’s breastmilk couldn’t distract you from your task. You grit your teeth as you rubbed yourself against that button of her, and her giggling seemed to slowly open her up.

“Fareeha… you… is he really?” you heard your mother ask, her voice still raspy as she recovered from her shock.

“Mmmm Umi yesss... he is… he’s so hard it’s just going to go right in…” she confirmed. “Keep sucking my tits.” Any further questions your mother may have had were silenced. Your sister wanted to concentrate on this moment too.

You pressed forward, your dick slick with her juices, and even so you were surprised by her give. How easy she seemed to start taking in the head of your cock as you rolled your hips with care. “Uuhh!” you then heard her groan, a shiver running down her spine. The stretching might have come easily for her, but it still took some time. “Don’t stop, Ahyan,” she sighed encouragingly. “Keep going… put it all in my ass…”

You nodded, even though she wouldn’t see, and fed more cock into her tight, clamping channel. After the head, your soaked cock slid in with further and further ease. Every inch opened her up even more and you only stopped when it finally felt so tight she cried out again. It was a gutteral sound and you thought you heard a spurt, imagining an extra burst of milk washing over your mother’s tongue. “Ohhh… he’s in me Umi!” Fareeha said, gasping. “Your son’s cock… my brother’s cock… it’s in my ass… deep in my ass...ohh fuck yes...ahh… the way it stretches me, umi...”

She couldn’t believe it had finally happened and neither could you, even though you were the mastermind behind all possibilities. You held yourself in Fareeha for as long as you could to savor this moment of truly sundered taboo. You knew anal sex wasn’t permitted in a lot of religions, and Islam considered it explicitly haram. Sodomy had been especially forbidden in the Quran. Wicked. Wrong. Even between a man and wife. Well… you had changed things there. Any hole was a holy one to conquer, your mother and sister now knew. Your stiff intrusion into Fareeha’s tight, quivering asshole was a welcome one now, but still edged with that sinful scent of a past that was no longer relevant.

What mattered now was that your sister was pushing back onto your cock, wanting to take it deeper. You had to let her, the pressure around you so great you thought you might pass out, but that was probably just the weight of the moment in your mind. “Stretch me brother... split me in half …” your devout slut of a sister begged. “Please… use my ass and pray hard with me…”

You grabbed onto her hip then, sliding your other arm under her waist against the bed. You thrust that final inch into her and she cried out. You drew back, but not all the way out, the hissing sound escaping your sister’s lips a song of relief. And then you pressed into her again, and she was almost laughing in her chest, the chest that your mother was still gamely sucking at. “It’s so good Umi…” your sister managed to say after enduring you for few seconds, and your stroke inside her soft and tight inside could go at a nice and steady, cock squeezing pace. “He’s so hard in my ass… ohhh Umi… he fucks my ass so good… I’m so wet… rub my pussy while Ahyan fucks me Umi! I want to feel my mother’s finger while my brother fucks my ass!”

There was urgency in your sister’s calls and it revved your engine and made your cock strain with how hard you got inside her. It was so different from her pussy, which was wonderful all the same, but the cramped, twitching sleeve of her ass was sending sparks through your bones. You pushed yourself deeply into her soft, dense cheeks, and her breaths could only be taken in moans. There was the frantic wet sound of an older woman’s fingers blindly slipping up and down her daughter’s pussy. She was still sucking on those beautiful tits, your mother, and doing all in her duty to make her pregnant cock slut of a little girl take her boy in her ass and make her cum.

You grunted, the sounds and images in your head, coupled with the sliding sensations in taking your sister’s ass, making you explode.

“Umi! AHhh! He’s cumming in my ass! It’s so hot inside! Ohh fuuck!” she cried, that asshole cinching around your throbbing, spurting meat as you dug your nails into her cheeks and shoved as much as your cock and cum into as her you could. It felt like her ass was sucking you in as she came. The pulsating heat of you, the curling fingers and suckling mouth of your mother, it crashed into Fareeha’s sandwiched body and sent lightning and fire through her every nerve. She was almost gurgling she convulsed with so much lustful, satisfied joy. She let you empty your balls in her ass and then you finally fell away from each other. You onto your back, her just seeming to sink deeper into the bed.

Your cock, covered in cream, didn’t seem to want to wilt, and you just laid there, body tingling. You sensed movement and looked to your sister, but she was still just a back and butt right now. You spied the trail of your cum already leaking out of her, running a thin stream down her round cheek. And then your mother rose, like a ship cresting a wave. The woman clambered over her exhausted daughter’s body trying to get to you, her head scarf a little loose, her tits hanging. You saw there was milk dripping from her chin. She looked a beautiful, crazed mess, but her eyes were bright and her sticky smile was brighter.

Next thing you knew she had her mouth on your cock, ever the diligent cleaner. Her noisy slurps, interspersed with bouts of deep wet gagging, were just more music your mother could make in the morning.