The Morning After

I’ve never been fucked in only one position since Joesph and Roger came into my life. But here I was standing in a stock with my stepfather alternating between my pussy and asshole while my mom urged him on. I couldn’t turn my head enough but I got the impression that my stepbrother Roger was standing in a similar stock, being sexually abused by my mom.

Joseph's cock finally was pulled out of my ass, after filling my bowel with more cum. To my knowledge I wasn’t penetrated again, well at least while I was conscious. That’s not all I don’t know about, like how and when I got back to my bed. As it was when I came too, the first thing I noticed was a tube of ointment on the little table on the side of my bed.

It was then that I realized that I was laying down on my stomach. That was when I lifted my right hand and gently felt my rear end. It was tender and a little greasy but not as sore as I would have expected. As it was I got the bright idea to go see how Roger was, if he felt as confused as I was feeling. I gingerly got out of bed and slowly draped a terry cloth bathrobe and as if I was recovering from a major hangover, I attempted to go to Roger’s room.

But much like my luck last night, I was stopped just after leaving my door. Mom was coming out of Roger’s room, wearing only a robe, belted at the waist. “Mary, I’m surprised that you are able to walk this early!” Mom paused then, “Roger is still a bit sore after last night, so if I were you I wouldn’t bother him right now!”

“Ah Miranda, I told you that Mary was more resilient than you give her credit for!”

Joseph came from behind me and hugged me. Making sure not to press tightly against my tender ass cheeks. He kissed the back of my neck after moving some hair out of his lip’s way. Much like usual, his kiss sent shivers up and down my spine.

“Then I wasn’t hallucinating that Roger was right beside me in another stockade!”

“Not he was there, but unlike you he only was penetrated by a strap-on dildo that your mother had one!”

At first, I didn’t understand what Joseph meant by that, then it came to me. I was penetrated by my mother after she penetrated my stepbrother. Suddenly I didn’t feel the same. Nor did what mom said make me feel any better.

“What Mary, did you think only your stepfather made you cum before you were released?”
Then I felt Joseph reach between us and pat me gently on the ass. Whispering in my right ear

“Maybe sometime we can include your mother when we fuck?”