You have to touch yourself

With one hand on the milking tank, ready to turn the suction up and down at any moment, you use your other hand grab your junk. It feels great to get a hold of the neglected thing and you swear a breath.

The sound you make gets your mother’s attention and she opens her eyes, sees your staring, looks down at your fist around your cock, and smiles.

“Sorry,” you start, kind of just holding onto your cock now instead of pumping away like you want to. “It’s just… this is super hot… you with the machine… and all this…” You bob your head to indicate your mother’s curvaceous, perfect body.

“You know that’s okay, honey,” says your mother kindly. “This is a fuck farm.” Emphatic on the fuck. And as if that was explanation enough, she leans over to you, bringing her face right up to yours. Her lips are almost touching yours… so you complete the journey and press forward. She accepts your kiss, a soft smacking of lips at first, before her hungry tongue slides into your mouth. You can barely breathe and luckily the kiss is short and your mother pulls away. She sighs, squeezing her boob that is getting worked on by the suction cup.

“Mmm,” she hums, licking her lips for good measure. “We haven’t kissed like that since that morning,” she reminds you. “Or done much of anything since you turned 18…”

You stare at the woman in slight disbelief, feeling a twinge of guilt you weren’t even aware you should have been feeling. Had you been… neglecting your mother? Were you supposed to have been doing more… ?

Your cock throbs at the realisation. There is, admittedly, so much tail on the farm, including your sisters, that while some rather devious and depraved things did cross your mind every now and again, they are also normalised to a degree that you kind of glaze over them. But now, facing this sweet, sexy woman before you, a sudden shift engulfs your focus.

“I didn’t think that…well I… ” you begin, mind still struggling to place the words with the lack of blood it’s receiving compared to other parts of you.

“You didn’t think that mom would like a piece of her fine strapping young man?” teases your mother with a grin. She flicks her hair over her shoulder and you see it in slow motion. She looks twenty years younger all of a sudden… her smooth sunkissed skin is amazing for a woman her age. When she smiles she does show some lines… and they are nice lines. Lines you want to run your tongue over. “You shared it with your sisters didn’t you?” she continues knowingly, referring to your body as she runs her soft fingers down your chest. And of course she knows. It isn’t a secret. You know Dad has been fucking Jenny and Betty too. The thought of your father fucking both of his daughters, your sisters, makes groin warm. The family has been… bonding. But you’d been a bit too busy with the farmhands of late…