Suddenly, I shuddered as a small, cool hand grasped my burning erection. The unprecedented pleasure almost made me lose control. It was my little sister! While my mother, sister, and I were having our fun, she had secretly slipped her hand through my bra and tightly gripped the dragon that had been on her mind for days.
If the mothers and older sisters accidentally saw what the younger sister was doing, it would be disastrous. So I quickly intensified my assault on them, letting them revel in the moment. I secretly slipped my right hand under my mother's clothes, tightly grasping one of her firm breasts through her undergarment, gently pinching the already hardened nipple with my index and middle fingers. My left hand, meanwhile, was directly taking turns violating the full breasts of my older and younger mothers.
After several rounds, the mothers' bodies writhed wildly. Their chastity, which they had guarded for more than ten years, was being blatantly violated by their own sons. The frenzy was even more exciting, and they all lost themselves in the pleasure. Moans filled the air, and they were all confused and infatuated.
My sister, that little brat, was clearly trying to kill me. She gripped my penis tightly with one hand, gently stroking it, while her other hand rested on my thigh. She turned her face to the side, glancing at me quietly, as if nothing had happened. I wanted to tease her, so I gave her a lewd look down at my groin. Her face immediately turned bright red, and she gently pinched my thigh.
She was wearing light, close-fitting clothes that clung tightly to her body. The tip of my penis pressed against her inner thigh, soft and elastic, it felt good. I mischievously applied some force, and my penis jumped in her hand, gently pressing against the slightly bulging bud, feeling a little warm.
"Mmm..." A wave of blissful stimulation almost made her faint. She collapsed weakly onto my lap, her slightly full breasts rising and falling gently, soft and elastic. After a while, her hand grasped my penis, gradually increasing the pressure. Her face flushed, her eyes became increasingly expressive, and her breasts heaved rapidly. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, she yanked down my pants, and my magnificent, monstrous penis sprang out. She lifted her shapely buttocks, trapping my penis between her thighs, her right leg slightly spread and bent, while her left hand gently rubbed my penis against her private parts.
My inexperienced and sensitive little one couldn't withstand this gentle, warm caress; a tingling sensation rose from the bottom of her perineum. Imagination can be deadly; even though I didn't see it, I could imagine what my little one was touching. I couldn't resist any longer. I lifted my mother's undergarment, my hands immediately reaching for her breasts. My mother's breasts were full, round, smooth, and delicate, unlike the thinness of a young girl's. I grasped one nipple and gently kneaded it, looking up at my mother with tender eyes. My mother's eyes were so hazy, as if veiled by mist, and she let out a low, trembling moan, her hands lightly stroking my hair. I stroked down, quietly lifting a corner of my mother's snow-white long skirt, gently invading deeper along her slender thighs. With a soft moan, my hand touched the high mound between her legs, like a small hill. My mother's panties were already soaked; with a gentle tug, my mother cooperated and pulled them down.
I finally arrived at the place of my birth, and the most beautiful woman in the world, my mother's, honeyed vulva, was caressed in my hands. I gently touched my mother's hidden private parts, pressing my middle finger against the most sensitive clitoris among the petals, gently and quickly trembling, and constantly rubbing along the folds of the petals against her labia. Waves of pleasure surged through my mother, and she cooperated by opening her slender legs, immersed in the sweet tenderness, letting out alluring moans.
The two older sisters, who had never been with a man since childhood, were already overflowing with lust at this passionate scene. A few heart-stirring kisses were enough to make them lose their senses, and they passed out excitedly on the cloak to the side. Meanwhile, the stepmother and the eldest mother were still writhing around me, completely forgetting the world outside.
I looked at my little sister's innocent face, which was flushed red from not knowing how to vent her frustration. She was so anxious that tears were about to fall. I thought to myself, "Don't make things difficult for her. Just like when she was little, she caused trouble and I had to clean up the mess in the end." Luckily, I had read so many medical books, so I knew what to do this time.
I reached out and pulled the little girl to my side. She seemed strong, but her body was actually limp and she could barely support herself, letting me do as I pleased. I slipped my hand inside her clothes. Her body was very sensitive, and she tried to pull away. My hand finally went in; it felt smooth and soft, with a few fine hairs, but it was already soaked. After gently caressing it a few times, I felt a tiny slit. I gently stroked that slit a few more times, and she suddenly pulled back, gripping my arm tightly. Suddenly, I felt a warm, wet liquid fill my palm. I heard her rapid breathing, her small chest heaving, her face flushed like a red apple. I hadn't expected her to climax. Hehe, all of this happened in private. I didn't expect this hot girl to be so easy to handle. I put her aside. After all that, even the most open-minded girl was exhausted, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.
I reached out and embraced my mother's body again, my other hand supporting her soft buttocks beneath her skirt. With a slight push, the skirt fluttered, and my mother sat gracefully on my waist like a saint. I parted her delicate, moist petals, the tip of my penis pressing against her burning, enchanting vulva. My hands, supporting her weight, gently caressed her exquisite buttocks. It was as if she had been waiting for this sacred moment for a long time, or perhaps she was at a loss. She had already done enough absurd things today, and taking it any further seemed something she had never dared to imagine. My mother's entire body trembled with excitement. The burning penis, like a death warrant, made her involuntarily recall that long-forgotten taste. That honeyed cave, which had remained chaste and lonely for so many years, now spasmed uncontrollably, as if impatient with its own timidity.
My mother, her mind in turmoil, finally succumbed to the mire of desire. She sighed softly, turned her head to the side, and fell silent. My hand slowly withdrew from under her buttocks, and my small, egg-sized glans mercilessly forced open her delicate labia, my penis inch by inch pushing in.
Her naturally beautiful physique, her lovely body, exuding the aura of a mature woman, her warm and tight honey pot being invaded inch by inch by me. I suppressed my lust and carefully admired my mother's beauty. I decided to make it up to her this time. My mother deliberately suppressed her moans of pleasure, which aroused me even more. With a thrust, my mother's snow-white dress and thin undergarment fluttered to the side. I discovered that my mother's body was younger and more beautiful than I had imagined. On her naked body, her incomparably gorgeous appearance, her firm and tender breasts, her crystal-clear skin, her round and snow-white buttocks, and her mysterious triangular garden were struggling to devour my unusually large penis, occasionally dripping streams of crystal-clear lustful fluid, which was clearly visible in the dim light.
"Ah! Hmm! Hmm... Ah!... Hmm... Hmm! Ah! Ah!" My mother's body swayed gently, her long black hair clung to her neck and breasts, her wet vulva revealing her fair and pink skin, her entire lovely body curves were fully displayed in my eyes.
I looked up slightly at my mother's pretty face and said, "Mom, you are so beautiful."
My mother slowly lowered her head, her luscious red lips pressed tightly against mine. Our tongues intertwined and licked each other, exchanging sweet juices. Our bodies embraced tightly, continuing our passionate kiss. I licked along my mother's pretty face, down to her snow-white neck, and then back to her firm, tender breasts, squeezing them hard.
"Okay?"
"Mmm..." The mother of the most beautiful woman in the world seemed to be immersed in boundless pleasure.