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The next morning, I woke up to the smell of toast. I had slept so deeply that drool had spilled all over my pillow. I wasn’t surprised by the deep sleep after my sister’s blowjob and the following facial. I found it a bit hard to believe we’d crossed those lines, but I didn’t complain. It felt forbidden and good, and I couldn’t lie to myself. I wanted more.
I pulled on a t-shirt and shorts before heading downstairs. Mom and Kyla were already at the kitchen table, chatting and laughing over breakfast. Mom wore a silk robe tied loosely at the waist, while Kyla had on an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her thighs.
“Morning,” Mom said, smiling warmly. “I made you some toast.” She gestured to a plate with perfectly golden bread waiting for me.
“Thanks.” I sat down across from them, pouring myself some orange juice.
“Did you sleep well?” Mom asked.
“Yeah, actually. Better than I have in a while.”
“I’m glad,” she said, reaching across to squeeze my hand.
Kyla leaned forward. “Tyler, I just wanted to say thanks again for yesterday. The facial video made me a lot of money, giving me some hope that I can do this.”
“That’s great,” I said, genuinely happy for her success. “Glad I could help.”
Mom and Kyla exchanged a look, something passing between them that I couldn’t quite read.
“So,” Mom began, setting down her mug. “Kyla and I were talking this morning about doing something together. A collaboration that would really boost both our pages.”
I took a bite of toast. “What kind of collaboration?”
Mom’s eyes met mine. “We were thinking about a cumswap video. But only if you’re comfortable with it, of course.”
I nearly dropped my toast. “A what?”
“Please,” Kyla chimed in, clasping her hands together. “It’ll be super fun!”
I looked between them, their eager expressions making my morning wood stir back to life. “Sure,” I found myself saying. “Why not?”
Mom’s face lit up. She stood and kissed me on the cheek, her lips lingering a moment longer than necessary. “Perfect.”
Our conversation drifted to non sexual topics, but I was unfocused since I knew clearly what awaited me. They finished quicker than I, and they were excited as well.
“Enjoy your breakfast,” Mom said, “and when you’re done, come meet us in my room.”
They both got up, giggling like schoolgirls as they headed upstairs. I sat there, stunned, listening to their laughter fade as they disappeared into Mom’s bedroom.
I ate slowly, enjoying each bite of toast while my fantasies went wild. The giggling continued upstairs, occasionally punctuated by hushed conversations I couldn’t quite make out.
When I finished eating, I rinsed my plate and headed upstairs. My heart pounded in my chest as I approached Mom’s bedroom door, which was slightly ajar.
I pushed it open to find Mom and Kyla standing naked in front of the full-length mirror. They were so engrossed in conversation that they didn’t notice me at first.
“See?” Mom said, planting a gentle kiss on Kyla’s cheek. “Your body is absolutely perfect. You shouldn’t be insecure about it at all.”
Kyla frowned slightly, cupping her breasts, which deepened the cleavage. “But yours are bigger.”
“Honey, yours are perfect for your frame,” Mom assured her, hands on Kyla’s shoulders as they both examined their reflections. “Trust me, men love all shapes and sizes.”
They noticed me in the mirror and turned around simultaneously.
“There he is,” Mom said with a smile. “Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” I said, feeling my cock immediately harden at the sight of them standing side by side, naked and beautiful in completely different ways.
Mom walked over to the bed and retrieved the camera, handing it to me with a wink. “So here’s the plan. Kyla and I will both take turns sucking you, and when you’re about to come, you’ll finish in my mouth.” She ran her fingers through my hair. “Then I’ll swap it with Kyla, and we’ll pass it back and forth while kissing. Make sure you capture all of it, okay?”
I nodded, already struggling to focus as my erection strained against my shorts. Without another word, they both dropped to their knees in front of me. Mom reached for my waistband, tugging my shorts and underwear down. My cock sprang free, fully hard and pointing directly at them.
“Youngest first,” Mom said with a smile, guiding my erection toward Kyla.
Kyla eagerly wrapped her lips around me, moaning as she took me into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed out as her lips stretched, and I sighed in relief, leaning back and enjoying the sensation of her lips wrapped tightly around my length.
After a minute of passionate sucking, she pulled back and passed me to Mom. “Your turn,” she giggled.
Mom took over, her experienced mouth engulfing me. The camera shook slightly in my hand as pleasure coursed through me. Back and forth they went, trading my cock between them like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Watch this,” Mom said to Kyla after pulling back. “This is how you take it all.” She relaxed her throat and slowly slid down my entire length until her lips touched the base, her nose pressed against my stomach. She gagged a little but kept me entrenched in her mouth.
“Hmm, wow,” I moaned, the sensation of her throat contracting around me almost too much to bear.
Slowly, Mom pulled back, a string of saliva connecting us. “Now you try.”
Kyla looked nervous but determined. “I’ll try.”
“Relax your throat,” Mom instructed, guiding her. “Breathe through your nose and just let it slide down.”
Kyla followed her instructions, taking me deeper than she had before. She gagged slightly but pushed through, her determination evident in her eyes. She relaxed her throat more, sliding further down my shaft until her lips touched the base. She gagged harder but held herself there, eyes watering as she looked up at me.
“That’s it, baby,” Mom said, stroking Kyla’s hair. “You’ve got it.”
When Kyla pulled back, gasping for air, her face was flushed with pride. “I did it!”
“You sure did,” Mom said. “Now let’s really give him a show.”
They worked together perfectly, one sucking my shaft while the other licked and kissed my balls. The camera captured everything: their eager faces, the wet sounds of their mouths, and the way they occasionally paused to kiss each other with my cock between their lips.
The sight of my mother and sister sharing me was too much. I felt the familiar pressure building rapidly. “Mom, I’m almost there,” I said, my voice strained and my knees weak.
“Let me take this one,” Mom said, gently pushing Kyla aside. She wrapped her lips around me and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as her head bobbed rapidly.
Kyla watched intently, her hand between her legs, gently fingering herself.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. On the next downward throat-stroke, I erupted into Mom’s mouth. She kept sucking, swallowing nothing, her throat working as pulse after pulse filled her cheeks. When I finally finished, she pulled back, her lips tightly closed, cheeks bulging slightly.
She turned to Kyla with mischief in her eyes and tapped her chin. Kyla immediately understood, tilting her head back and opening wide. Mom leaned over her, parting her lips just enough to let my cum drip in glistening strands into Kyla’s waiting mouth.
“Mmm,” Kyla hummed as the pearly liquid pooled on her tongue. Some of it missed, landing on her chin and dripping down to her perky tits.
Mom gathered what had spilled with her finger and fed it back to Kyla before taking some of the cum back into her own mouth. Then it was Kyla’s turn to lean over our mother’s mouth. Opening wide, she let the cum fall into Mom’s mouth in pearly strings, some spilling on her chin and tits. They passed it between them several times, letting it spill onto their breasts, creating messy trails down their skin.
Finally, they leaned toward each other, their cum-coated lips meeting in a deep, sensual kiss. Their tongues visibly passed the white fluid back and forth, their eyes closed in pleasure. It looked as if I’d given them both a facial. Then they licked the cum from their faces, and when they finally broke apart, they both swallowed audibly, then smiled at me.
“Did you get all that?” Mom asked, wiping her mouth.
I nodded, realizing I’d managed to keep the camera steady despite my trembling hands. “Yeah … Holy fuck that was hot.”
Kyla giggled. “It was fun,” she said.
“Let’s watch it together,” Mom said.
We all moved to the bed, sitting side by side as we watched the footage on the camera’s small screen. The video was raw and real, capturing every moment of the taboo cumswap.
“This is amazing,” Kyla said, her eyes wide as she watched herself deepthroat me.
Mom nodded, her hand absently stroking my thigh. “The way you took all of him at the end was perfect, honey. I’m proud of you.”
Kyla beamed, then looked at me. “What do you think, Tyler?”
“It’s incredibly erotic,” I admitted, still processing what had just happened. “You two are amazing together.”
Mom’s hand moved higher up my thigh, her fingers dancing dangerously close to my slowly recovering cock. “You know,” she said thoughtfully, “you’re really good at this. The camera work, the performance … everything.”
“Thanks,” I said.
“No, I mean it.” Mom turned to face me fully, her expression suddenly serious. “Kyla and I were talking earlier. What if… What if you joined us? Not just behind the camera, but as an official part of our content?” She watched my face carefully, gauging my reaction. “Full videos, not just facials and cumswaps.”
“But wouldn’t they know we’re related?” I asked, though my body was already responding to the idea.
Mom shook her head. “We use stage names online. Nobody knows we’re a family. To our subscribers, we’re just two beautiful women who sometimes collaborate.” She placed her hand on my chest. “And now, potentially, with a handsome young man.”
“I don’t know…” I said, though my hesitation was more performative than genuine.
Kyla pouted. “Please? We really need this. Our subscriptions have been plateauing, and this would take us to a whole new level.”
“Plus,” Mom added, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, “don’t pretend you haven’t thought about it.” Her fingers traced patterns on my bare chest. “I’ve seen how you look at me these past few months. How your eyes follow me when I walk through the house.”
I swallowed hard, unable to deny it. “You’re right. I have thought about it.”
“So is that a yes?” Kyla asked eagerly, her hand joining Mom’s on my chest.
I looked between them, my mother and sister, both beautiful in their own ways, both naked beside me on the bed. A line had already been crossed. Several lines, in fact. And strangely, I felt no guilt, only excitement and a sense of possibility.
“Yes,” I said finally. “I’m in.”
They both threw their arms around me, squeezing me in a loving hug.
Afterword.
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