You awaken to an unfamiliar sensation.

You are nestled deep in your covers, surrounded by a cushion of blissful warmth, when you're awakened by a crrreeeeaaaak noise. It's not very loud, and only lasts for a second; you're about to dismiss it as one of the many sounds your old house makes and fall back asleep when another noise makes your ears perk up: a quiet "ssssh!" from near the foot of your bed. Ugh, who the hell is in my room? you think. You can't stand when people invade your sanctuary. You open your eyes just a little, squinting against the sunlight shining in through your window. Without your glasses on, you can't make out much more than a large, fuzzy pinkish shape at the end of your bed, but you're awake enough to deduce that it's obviously your mother.

Your naked mother.

For a very brief moment you're shocked and confused, and then you remember the events of the past twenty-four hours. And as if that's not enough of a reminder, you become very aware of four soft, slender fingers and one thumb, wrapped around and gently squeezing your very hard cock. You gasp softly at the sensation, and reach over to your nightstand to grab your glasses. Putting them on, you are greeted by your mother's smiling face, framed by her short, wavy, dark-brown hair. The sunlight from the window illuminates her pillowy breasts, erect brown nipples surrounded by those large circles. She half-sits/half-kneels by your feet, her legs dangling off the bedside, and her right arm is buried under the covers, where her hand has latched on firmly to your member.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," she smiles. "We didn't want you to be late for school."

"We?" you repeat, your mouth cottony and dry from sleep. You pull yourself up slightly, so your head and pillow are resting against the headboard, and notice that the two of you aren't alone. To your right, in front of your closet door, Laura is sitting in your desk chair, which she had obviously rolled over there in order to have a better view. She leans back with a look of utter relaxation on her face; the angle causes her breasts to flatten out slightly against her chest, making them look a bit smaller but sharply highlighting her two pink nipples, hard and standing on end. Her legs are spread wide, revealing the entirety of her pussy. Two glistening, moist pink labia frame the inviting opening, and above it, a little eraser-point nub sticks out of its hood. The fingers of her right hand move in slow, deliberate, lazy circles around the entire area, massaging one spot first, then moving to another, then another, as she stares, half-lidded, at you and your mother.

"Hey Sam," she says breathily. Then, to your mother, "Pull back the blanket, Mom, so I can see."

"Now, Laura," your mom replies, still staring into your eyes, "we don't want Sam to get cold..."

"It's okay," you reply, your heart pounding. You grab the left edge of your sheet and blanket with your right hand, and with one deft motion, pull them up and to the right, exposing your whole body. A brief gust of cold air hits you, causing the hairs on your arms to stand on end. To your right, you hear a soft sigh from your sister, and the sound causes a ripple to run through your whole body. Your mom looks down at her hand wrapped around your dick, and her eyes widen slightly. You see her tongue just barely poke out of her mouth, licking her upper lip.

"Mmmm, that's my big boy," she coos. She shifts on your bed, lifting one knee up and over your legs, so that she straddles you, one knee to either side of you. The position reveals her own pink slit, as the thick bush of her curly brown hair parts slightly. She is incredibly wet; tiny beads of her moisture adorn her curls, and you can actually see a small droplet suspended from her pink folds by a thin strand. She slowly begins to move her hand up and down on your cock, squeezing a bit harder as she moves up, relaxing a bit as she moves back down.

"Is that okay, honey?" she asks. "Not too dry?"

"No," you gasp, as each movement of her hand sends a wave of ecstasy flowing across you. It is, in fact, extremely wet and silky, and you realize that she must have applied some sort of lube before touching you. You dimly wonder where she even got something like that, since you certainly can't imagine her owning any herself. Not the old her, anyway.

"Oh god, mom, that's so hot," your sister moans. You look over at her; her right hand is pressed up against her pussy, middle finger shoved deep inside her, rubbing in vigorous circles. Her left hand, meanwhile, is squeezing and massaging her right breast, pinching the nipple. "Milk him. Milk Sam, mom. Milk him dry."

Your mother starts moving a bit faster now, her hand increasing its pressure slightly as she does so. She scoots slightly closer, and uses her left hand to cup your balls while she continues stroking with the right. The movement causes her tits to bounce slightly, nipples moving up and down in time with her hand. "Oh god, yes," you whisper, causing her to chuckle a little, and increase again in speed and pressure, just a little.

You're panting and groaning with passion now, as she pumps on you. You begin to feel yourself tighten, and she notices too. "Mmmmm, cum for me," she tells you. "Come on, sweetie. Cum for mommy. Cum all over mommy's tits." At that you hear a loud cry, and turn your head to see your sister shuddering, convulsions emanating from her pussy all the way out to the tips of her fingers and toes, her head thrown back and her face contorted in an expression of complete and total rapture. The combination of your mother's dirty talk and your sister's earth-shaking orgasm causes you to go over the edge, and you groan. Your mom angles your cock down just a bit, and your hot cum shoots out of you in giant spurts, white drops spattering across her tits and running down her skin in rivulets.

"Ohhhhhh," she sighs, as she feels the sticky warm fluid hit her. "Oh yes, good boy." You can't do anything but lay there and pant, occasional twitches of pleasure shooting through your body, aftershocks of the quake. You just keep staring at your cum-covered mother. She releases your cock; her right hand has a strand of your cum running between her pointer and index fingers, and she brings her hand up to her mouth and gingerly licks it clean.