The Optocynic 5000

This is very loosely connected to optocynic's series Persuading Shy Mom to Pose where a young man gets a new camera and inexplicably gets his mom to pose for and have sex with him. There's no inference in the original that there's anything special or magical about the camera, but I've chosen to use that as a plot device -- not that there's much plot in this story!

CHAPTER 1 - BOBBY PERSUADES HIS MOM TO POSE FOR HIM

“Wow, this is a real bargain, Dan,” I said, standing in my doorway and turning the digital camera over in my hands, trying to find something wrong with it. “You sure you don’t want anything more for it?”

Dan smiled at me. “No, I’ve -- ehhhhhhh -- got everything I want out of it.” He glanced back over his shoulder to the car that was idling, waiting for him. His mom was sitting in the driver’s seat -- she was a good-looking woman with a great figure and while me and Dan hadn’t hung round together since leaving college, I’d see her in town sometimes and always say hi. She noticed us looking and smiled back, waving at us.

“Well in that case, you can have this before you change your mind,” I said, reaching into my pocket and handing him the cash. He took it and gave me the tripod that went with the camera as well. “And thanks again.”

“That’s okay,” he said, then paused. “Say, you’re -- eehhhhhhh -- gonna want a model to pose for you, yeah?” he asked.

“Huh, I guess,” I said. Honestly, I hadn’t given it a thought. I’d only just started getting into photography and was planning on shooting landscapes.

He looked at me, nervously biting his lip. “I don’t want to piss you off,” he said, “but your mom’s really hot. You might -- ehhhhhh -- want to ask her to pose for you, maybe?”

“My mom?” I laughed.

“Yeah,” he said, looking back at his own mother in the car. “I didn’t think my mom would go for it at first but -- ehhhhhh -- once I pointed the camera at her, she really -- eehhhhhh -- opened up to all sorts of possibilities.” He pointed at the camera. “I’m pretty sure I deleted all the photos, but you might want to check before you get your mom to -- eehhhhh -- pose for you.”

With that he headed back to his car and got in, putting his arm around his mom’s shoulder as he waved goodbye. Just as his mom hit the gas and pulled away, I could swear he grabbed a handful of her tits. Shaking my head, I took the camera and tripod up to my bedroom.

I switched it on and noticed the battery was fully charged and, with a few presses of some buttons, quickly got to the gallery view where I found four photos.

“Holy shit,” I said, attaching the USB cable to the camera and my laptop and downloading the photos so I could view them on a bigger screen. Four pictures -- Dan’s mom sucking on a large cock -- Dan’s mom with the same cock in her pussy -- Dan’s mom on her hands and knees, the cock in her ass -- and finally Dan’s mom with her face covered in cum.

“Holy shit,” I said again. I cycled through the photos again and again, my own dick getting hard as I realised that I was looking at one of my friends fucking his gorgeous mom like she was a porn star. I thought back to what Dan had said, about how my own mom was hot and I should get her to pose. He was right -- my mom was the hottest woman I knew and I’d punched more than one of my friends for calling her a MILF in the past. She was gorgeous, had masses of dark red hair, long legs, a nice round ass, a trim waist and -- her best feature -- a pair of huge tits that hardly sagged despite their size and her age thanks to all the time she spent at the gym. To look at her, you’d never guess she’d turned forty last year and had two grown up kids, me and my sister Lois who looked more like her sister than her daughter.

“Holy shit,” I said a third time.

“Bobby? You home?” my mom called from downstairs.

“Yeah!” I called back, hurriedly closing the laptop and disconnecting the camera. I put the strap round my neck and spent a moment rearranging my clearly obvious hard-on, pulling my T-shirt down so that it covered the big bulge. My mom and sister were blessed with big tits -- I got the gift with my oversized dick.

I headed down to the kitchen where my mom was finishing putting away a few groceries that she’d picked up. I stood in the doorway and looked at her -- she wore a simple long-sleeved dress, white with horizontal stripes, with buttons running from the neckline down to the hem, and a wide belt that cinched it in at the waist and a pair of low heels. Her long hair was piled up on top of her head and, as she’d been driving, she wore her black rimmed glasses. Dan was right -- she was hot.

“There you are,” she said, catching sight of me and walking over, giving me a hug, stepping back when she felt the camera poke her in her belly, but not before I’d felt her big tits squash against my chest. “What’s this? A new toy?” she said, lifting the camera.

“Yeah, my friend Dan was selling it for a stupid price and offered it to me,” I said, thankful that I’d downloaded the photos as I watched her press buttons and cycle through options. As she was stood so close and we’re roughly the same height, I couldn’t help but glance down at the start of her tempting cleavage that was just visible below the neckline of her dress thanks to the top two buttons being undone. Her big, pale tits bulged up, pushed together by her bra, the swells lightly dusted with freckles.

“Looks like a nice camera,” she said, handing it back to me. “Hope you didn’t pay too much for it.”

“No, it was a bargain, definitely,” I said as she went back to the table and continued unpacking the groceries. As she reached up to one of the cupboards, I brought the camera up and took a couple of snaps, catching her with her dress sliding up her thighs, the cotton wrapped around her pert ass cheeks.

“Did you just take a photo of me?” she asked, looking over her shoulder with a smile.

“Well -- yeah -- I mean, I’m going to need a model, right?” I said. “And what better one than my own gorgeous mom?”

“Flattery will get you everywhere, young man,” she laughed. She opened another cupboard and put some cans away, this time squatting down. I took another couple of shots, the noise of the camera making her look round and smile again.

“Bobby, stop that,” she said with a laugh. “You don’t want pictures of your old mom.”

“You’re not old, mom, you know that,” I said, snapping away. “Come on, let me take some photos to get used to the camera. What do you say? Pose for me, mom?”

“Pose for you? All I’m doing is putting some food away.”

“And yet you still look fantastic, mom,” I said with a grin. “Reach up to the top cupboard again -- only this time, look back over your shoulder?”

Mom paused for a second before picking up a jar of sauce and doing as I asked, reaching up into the cupboard, at the same time looking back at me. I took a couple more pictures, stepping into the kitchen proper and getting a couple of different angles.

“That’s great, mom -- can you put something in the lower cupboard but this time -- ahhhh -- bend over rather than hunkering down?”

“Bend over?” mom asked.

“Yeah, I already have a shot of you hunkering down, so -- “ I left it hanging, wondering if I’d pushed it too far, too soon.

Mom picked up another can and looked at me, a half smile on her face. “What’s going to happen to these photos, Bobby?”

“What do you mean, mom?”

“You’re not planning to share them with anyone? Put them online or anything?”

“Oh God no, no, honest,” I said, genuinely surprised.

“Just make sure you don’t,” mom said, then slowly turned back to the camera and bent over at the waist, looking at me as she put the can away.

I snapped away, getting some side on shots that showed her huge boobs pushing down and stretching her dress, before moving around and getting some of her perfect ass, mom turning her head and watching me the whole time.

“This isn’t just an excuse to take some photos of my butt, is it?” mom asked with a laugh.

“No, no,” I said, then smirked. “Although you do have a fantastic set of buns, mom,” I said, blushing slightly.

“There’s that flattery again,” she said. “So, what now?” she asked, standing up.

I thought, frantically. “Could you -- ummm -- could you lean over the grocery bags, like you’re looking for something?”

“Really?” mom asked, moving to the table. “That doesn’t sound very interesting.” She put her hands on the table top and leaned over the bag as I snapped away. The position of her arms and the angle of her upper body meant her big tits were pushed together and thrust forward which made her dress bulge outward as it tried to contain them. While the top two buttons were undone, displaying the start of her cleavage, I wanted to see more.

“Hmmm, you’re right, mom,” I said. I took a deep breath. “Maybe it would be a bit more interesting if you -- ummm -- if you -- you know -- undid a couple more buttons?” I winced a little as she looked up at me.

“You want me to undo some buttons on my dress?” she asked and I couldn’t tell if she was shocked or angry or what.

“Just to -- like you said -- make the photos a bit more -- interesting?” I managed. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, wondering if my hot mom was going to go for this.

She paused for a moment. “And you promise these photos aren’t going anywhere else? No-one else is going to see them?”

“Promise, mom,” I said. She reached up and, staring at me the whole time as I continued taking photos, undid the next three buttons on her dress. “Could you -- could you do the same pose again, mom? Looking into the bag, I mean?”

She put her hands back on the table and leaned forward again. This time, the pale, creamy slopes of her huge jugs pushed the dress wide open, revealing her deep cleavage and the hint of a lace bra. I couldn’t help groaning in delight as she pushed her arms closer together, sandwiching her tits between her upper arms, making them bulge even further.

“God, mom,” I whispered, “you’re so fucking hot.”

“Thank you, Bobby,” she said, a little breathless. “But I’m not sure you should be having that sort of reaction looking at your mother.”

“Can’t help it, mom,” I smiled. “You’re the hottest woman I know.”

She stood up and put her hands on her hips, not bothering to do up the buttons on her dress, the tops of her tits still visible. “So, what now, Mr Photographer?” she asked.

“Ummmmm -- can you -- can you go to the refrigerator and get a bottle of water?” Mom walked over and opened the refrigerator, hunkering down before I stopped her. “Sorry, mom -- can you bend over again and -- and turn towards me?”

Mom looked down at her chest and smiled before following my instructions, bending at the waist as she reached into the refrigerator for a bottle. Her big tits pushed down, almost spilling out of her dress, putting a huge amount of strain on the button directly beneath them. I frantically snapped away, getting in closer than before, my mom’s big, white tits filling up the viewfinder.

“Ooooh, that’s chilly,” she said, stood in front of the open refrigerator.

“No, mom, that’s really hot,” I said, making us both laugh.

“Now what, Mr Photographer?” she asked again.

“Ummm -- could you -- I know -- lean back against the sink and take a drink from the bottle?”

“Like this?” mom said, putting her back against the counter and leaning back, opening the bottle and raising it up. Her arched back made her tits push out at the dress again, giving me a fantastic shot of her big jugs as they spread the dress wide, revealing more of her white lace bra.

“Yeah, that’s fantastic, mom,” I said, moving around her and taking shot after shot. “Now take a drink.”

She raised the bottle to her lips and I gawped as she spread her lips wide, clamping them around the wide neck of the water bottle. She turned her eyes to me and winked -- she probably knew what I was imagining!

“That’s great, mom, great -- can you -- ummm -- can you lift the bottle up and -- errrr -- pour the water into your mouth?”

“I’ll give it a go,” mom said. She raised the bottle higher and opened her mouth wide as I snapped away with the camera. Water poured out but her aim was off and it splashed over her face making her shriek in surprise. As she turned away and straightened up, she forgot to move the bottle and more water poured over her, dousing her huge tits, drenching her dress, the camera catching it all.

“Jesus, that’s hot,” I said.

“Don’t just stand there, pass me something to dry myself with,” mom said, holding her hand out. I grabbed a towel and passed it to her, snapping away as she wiped at her cleavage, the white cotton of the dress becoming almost see through. “I need to get changed,” she said, taking her glasses off and drying them.

“You could -- “ I gulped, not believing I was about to say this “ -- get changed here?”

“What?” mom asked.

“Well, it would -- sort of make sense for -- for the pictures,” I said. “It’s kind of a story now -- you coming home -- putting the groceries away -- having a drink -- spilling -- spilling water down your dress.” We looked at each other, each one sizing the other up. “It’d be a shame to finish it here, mom,” I said.

She looked from me to the camera to her soaked dress and bare cleavage and back to me.

“And these photos go nowhere else? You promise?” she asked after the longest ten seconds of my life.

“Promise, mom,” I said honestly.

I started taking pictures again as she slowly undid the belt around her tiny waist and dropped it to the floor. She undid more and more buttons on her dress -- leaning forward to accentuate her big tits even without being asked to -- before slowly pushing it off one shoulder then the other, shimmying it down her fantastic body until it pooled at her feet. She stood there in a white lace bra, a matching lace G-string and a pair of heels, and let me capture it all on camera.

“Jesus, mom,” I sighed. “You are so fucking hot.”

“And you’re repeating yourself,” she said with a laugh.

“That’s -- that’s a real nice bra, mom,” I said.

She looked down and then quickly raised her hands, covering her nipples as she realised the water had made the thin lace transparent.

“Oh my -- that’s more than I realised was showing,” she laughed.

“So why don’t you -- take it off, mom?” I asked. “I mean, it’s see through anyway so it’s not like I haven’t already -- you know -- got some pictures.”

She looked at me, biting her bottom lip as she thought about it.

“I don’t know, Bobby. Being topless in front of my son wasn’t on my list of things to do today.”

“Come on, mom,” I said. “You’ve got a fantastic figure and -- and you know you’ve got a great rack. Why not show it off for me?”

Blushing a little, she slowly reached behind herself and unclasped her bra, quickly holding it in place with one arm as she pulled the straps off her shoulders.

“This is our secret, right?” she asked.

“Definitely,” I said.

She slipped her arms free of the straps and then, slowly, moved the lace cups away, revealing her huge, perfect tits to me, her pale nipples hard and upright.

“Jeez, mom,” I gasped, taking pictures. “You could make a fortune as a model.”

She smiled. “Do you -- do you like them?” she asked.

“Hold them for me, mom,” I said, grinning as she cupped her big mounds. “You’ve got the best tits I’ve ever seen,” I said honestly.

“You don’t think they’re -- too big?” she asked.

“Hell no,” I said quickly. “They’re fucking superb.” I took more photos of her holding her tits. “Would you -- would you lift one up and maybe -- maybe lick the top of it?”

Without a word, she did as I asked, pushing her right tit up as she bent her head, her long tongue sliding out from between her lips and licking the bulging tit flesh.

“Fuck, mom,” I whispered. “That is so fucking horny.”

“How about this?” she asked quietly and pushed her tit further, wrapping her lips around her own nipple and sucking on it for a second or two while I quickly took some shots, staring at me the whole time. She released her tit -- a line of spit connecting her nipple and her lips for a second -- then smiled at me.

“What now, Mr Photographer?”

“Could you turn around so I can get some shots of -- you know?”

“My ass?” mom said with a smile. She turned round, put her hands on the counter and arched her back again, pushing her perfect butt out towards me. “Like this?” she asked over her shoulder.

“Oh yeah,” I moaned, snapping away. Her lace G-string disappeared between the round globes of her butt and, as I knelt down, I could just make out the covered mound of her pussy. “Can you reach back and -- pull your -- your cheeks apart?” I asked.

She looked over her shoulder at me, eyes wide, and I thought she’d refuse -- but then she did it, using her left hand to grab her butt and pull her left cheek aside, revealing the thin white material of her thong that just about covered the crinkled muscle of her asshole.

I moaned low in my throat, practically drooling.

“Are you okay, Bobby?” mom asked.

“Never better, mom,” I said. I looked up at her over the camera, swallowing nervously. “Would you -- pull your panties aside as well?”

“I don’t know, Bobby,” mom said. “I mean -- you’d see -- you know,” then mouthed the word “everything.”

“I don’t mind, mom,” I said, making it sound like I was doing her a favour! “It’s just for the photos.”

There was another long pause as she considered my request then -- a high blush in her face -- she took hold of her thong and pulled it from between her butt cheeks, dragging it to one side.

“Yeah, that’s it, mom,” I said, taking shots of her perfect asshole. “Spread your legs a bit -- a bit wider,” I said, grinning as she obeyed my instructions, moving her feet apart.

As she did, she pulled the thong down and across again, deliberately showing me the waxed, hairless lips of her pussy. Plump and glistening with her juices, she was clearly turned on more than she would admit.

“Is that -- is that okay?” she gasped, looking over her shoulder and down at me where I knelt, staring at and photographing her pussy.

“Perfect,” I managed to say. “Can you -- can you reach down with your other hand and -- and touch yourself?” I asked, not daring to look at her.

Another pause and then, slowly, from the front, I saw her slide two fingers under herself, hearing the slick sounds of her pussy lips parting.

“Uuuhhnnn, Bobby -- we’re being -- very naughty,” she sighed as she dragged her fingers back and forth along her pussy.

“I love watching you be naughty, mom,” I said, taking photo after photo as the inevitable happened as she slid two fingers deep into her pussy, making her groan. The kitchen was silent apart from her panting breath and the wet sounds of her fingers dipping in and out of her sopping wet twat.

“That’s so fucking hot,” I whispered. “Mom? Will you -- will you do your ass, too?” I asked quietly.

She was so carried away that she didn’t even answer. Instead, one finger slipped from her pussy and moved backwards, poked at her tight little butt hole. I watched amazed as she started fingering her ass and pussy together, putting another one in her pussy to replace the one in her ass.

“Uuhnnnn -- fuuuuuck!” she hissed, her legs shaking as she brought herself off in front of me. She looked back at me as she pulled her fingers free and I stood as she raised them up to her mouth. I snapped away as she sucked at the two that had been in her pussy -- and then the one that had been up her ass.

“God, mom,” I whispered. “I -- I need to get comfortable,” I said, motioning down at my pants which were severely tented by my bulging cock. “Do you mind if I -- strip to my underwear?” I asked.

Mom shook her head. “That seems fair,” she said, still licking at her fingers as she turned round to watch.

I quickly put the camera down and pulled off my T-shirt, mom taking in my toned physique -- she wasn’t the only one who spent time in the gym. I unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down, kicking them aside, leaving me in a pair of black boxers which did absolutely nothing to hide the size and hardness of my cock.

“Shall we continue?” I asked, picking the camera back up.

Mom didn’t reply -- she just stared at my very obvious hard-on.

“That -- that looks uncomfortable, Bobby,” she said quietly.

“It is, a little,” I said, stepping over to her, taking shots of her huge tits.

“Maybe you should -- take your shorts off?” she whispered.

“Would you take them off, mom?” I asked. “That way I can carry on taking pictures.”

“Okay,” she said quietly. She slowly knelt down in front of me and took hold of the waistband of my boxers. She pulled them down as I took pictures, revealing inch after inch of my big, swollen cock, along with my big balls. Her eyes widened as she kept going, more and more of my length appearing until the bulbous head was free and the whole shaft bobbed up in front of her, pointing at her face.

“Oh Bobby,” she sighed. “Bobby -- it’s huge.”

I grinned. “I guess big runs in the family,” I said, nodding down at her huge tits.

“I guess,” she said. “Maybe -- maybe we should bring them together?” she asked, kneeling up a little, bringing her tits level with my cock. “You know -- for the pictures?”

I watched amazed as my mom took hold of her huge, firm jugs and wrapped them around the shaft of my cock, looking up at me with a dazed, innocent look on her face.

“Does that look okay?” she asked.

The camera was working overtime as I took shot after shot of my big cock sticking out of the deep cleavage of my mom’s huge tits. My dick lurched and throbbed, spilling a long, clear line of pre-cum up towards her neck which then ran back down between her tits.

“That looks fucking perfect, mom,” I said. I slowly hunched my hips, using the pre-cum as lube to slide my dick up and down between her tits, gently fucking them. We stared at each other as I tit-fucked her, taking photos every now and then as my cock appeared and disappeared between her heavenly mounds.

“Will these be interesting photos, Bobby?” she asked. I simply nodded and grunted. “Good,” she said, looking down at my cock as it slid between her tits. She looked back up at me. “How could we make them -- more interesting?” she asked, eyes wide.

I gulped nervously, hoping she was hinting at what I was thinking.

“Would you -- would you suck my -- ?” I said, unable to finish despite everything that had happened and was happening.

“Do you want me to suck your cock?” she asked quietly. I nodded. “You want your own mother -- “ she said, letting my dick jump free of her tits, “ -- to put your cock -- “ she took hold of my shaft, her fingers barely reaching around the trunk of it, “ -- in her mouth?” she finished, sliding her hand up the pre-cum slickened length.

“Oh God yes!” I gasped.

Mom leaned forward, lips wide, and swallowed the big purple head of my cock along with the first couple of inches of my shaft. Her tongue lashed around it, coating it in spit as she closed her eyes and began bobbing her head back and forth, jerking off what she couldn’t fit in her mouth.

“Oh God -- oh fuck!” I gasped, staring down at my gorgeous, busty mom giving me the best blow job I’d ever had.

She opened her mouth wider and pushed her head forwards, my knob bumping into the back of her throat, but she didn’t stop.

“Gak! Gluk! Gluk!” she coughed, streams of spit starting to run from her mouth and down my cock, her hand using it to slide faster up and down my shaft. “Aak! Guk! Gluk! Gluk!” she continued, giving me a wet, noisy blow job before she leaned back and looked up at me, eyes wide, lips covered in spit. “Don’t forget to take pictures,” she said. Instantly, my cock was back in her mouth as she crammed as much as she could between her lips.

I did as she said, taking photo after photo of her head bobbing on my cock. I held the camera to one side and took some side on shots, hoping they’d come out, especially when she saw what I was doing and looked at the camera, her mouth full of my cock.

Eventually she let my dick fall from her mouth and stood, leaning in and kissing me, smearing her spit over my chin, never moving her hand from my cock.

“Fuck me, Bobby,” she said, pulling me over to the table by my cock. She climbed on to it, her ass on the edge, and pulled her lace thong aside once more, this time to allow my dick to nudge against her pussy. She put one hand on my shoulder, the other on the table top so she could lean back and let me feed my cock into her. “Fuck me, Bobby,” she said again. “Come fuck your mother.”

One hand still holding the camera, I used my other to guide my dick to her dripping slit and ease inside. We both gasped as the first inch or two popped in before I had to start sliding in and out, letting her get used to my size.

“Oh fuck -- oh my God,” she sighed. “Easy, Bobby -- it’s been some time -- uuuhhnn -- and never with -- mmmmm -- with a dick as big as yours.”

“I’m in no hurry, mom,” I said, moving my hips, slipping another inch or so in with each slow thrust. I remembered to take some photos as well of her spread legs, my dick sliding between her slick lips, her big tits moving gently as I fucked her.

“Ohhh -- oh, so naughty, Bobby,” mom said, smiling up at me. “Fucking mommy -- aahhnnn -- fucking mommy with your big -- uuuhnnnn -- motherfucking cock.”

“You love it, don’t you, mom?” I asked arrogantly, taking a shot of her face with her huge grin and half closed eyes.

“God yes -- uuhmmmm -- so fucking good,” she sighed, gasping a little in surprise as, with a final thrust, I buried my whole length inside her pussy, my trim pubes brushing up against her clit. “Aahhh -- I took it all?” she asked.

“Yep,” I said, taking a photo to prove it. “Something no other girl’s ever done,” I said.

“Mmmmm, you don’t need any other girls from now on,” mom said. “Mommy’s going to take care of your big cock whenever it gets hard, you hear?”

“I hear you, mom,” I said, moving my ass, drawing almost all of my cock out of her pussy before sliding it back in, each move getting a little faster.

“Uuuhhnnn -- fuck yeah -- yeah, that’s it, Bobby -- fuck mommy -- mmmmm -- fuck mommy’s pussy!” she sighed as I continued thrusting in and out of her, a little faster, a little harder. “Yes! Fuck mommy!” she cried. “Fuck mommy with your big fucking dick!”

Both of us looked down at where our bodies joined, watching my dick slide in and out of her pussy, her clasping lips spread wide around the shaft.

“Fuck yes -- fuck mommy -- uuuhhnn -- big fucking cock!” mom babbled as I pounded my shaft in and out of her. “Oh God -- uuhhnnnn -- gonna cum -- mmmm -- fucking cumming!”

Her hand on my shoulder dug in as her whole body started shaking, her pussy grasping at my cock. She moaned, her mouth opening, her eyes rolling up in her head for a second or two.

“Fuuuuck,” she sighed as she regained her senses a few moments later. “Stop, Bobby, stop,” she said.

“You all right, mom?” I asked, suddenly scared that she’d changed her mind. I did as she said, though, moving back as she gently pushed at my stomach, my cock slipping free from her pussy.

She smiled up at me. “I’m way beyond all right,” she said. She got off the table and turned around, bending over it, her huge tits squashing out beneath her. She looked over her shoulder at me as she once more grabbed her thong and pulled it across her ass cheek, spreading her legs as she did. “Come on, Bobby,” she said with a big grin. “Fuck mommy in the ass.”

It was my turn for my eyes to go wide in surprise.

“Are you sure, mom?” I asked. “I mean, I barely fit in your pussy.”

“Then you’ll have to try real hard,” mom said before nodding to the cupboard. “Get some oil.”

I darted across to the cupboard and grabbed a bottle of cooking oil, popping the top and pouring a generous amount over her ass. With my free hand, I spread it out and rubbed it in, her pert cheeks quickly glistening. Gently, I probed at her asshole, my oily finger slipping inside with little resistance, making mom groan in delight.

“Aaahhhh yeah -- put another one in there,” mom sighed. Who know my mom was into anal?

I did as she said, sliding a second finger into her tight butt hole, pretty sure I’d reached the limit of what she could take, and quickly took some photos.

“Okay -- mmmmm -- time to fuck mommy’s ass,” she said.

I quickly poured some oil over my rock-hard cock then, taking photos as I did, aimed my big knob at her tiny asshole. I pushed, watching as the head of my dick flattened out against her butt, only the barest tip managing to get inside. I pushed again, making her moan, but still couldn’t get in.

“I’m not sure this is going to work, mom,” I said.

Mom reached behind and grabbed at my cock.

“You get this fucking monster cock up my ass right now or we’re never doing anything like this again!” she growled.

The simultaneous promise of fucking her again and threat of never fucking her again was all the motivation I needed. I pushed forward, mom groaning, me gasping, and watched as her asshole finally relaxed enough to allow the head of my cock to pop inside.

“Aaaooowwww fuuuuuuck!” mom yelled. Pre-empting my question about whether I should continue, she quickly followed it with “Keep going! Uuuhnnnn fucking hell you’re big!”

I pushed forward, more of my cock sliding into her incredibly tight asshole, the muscles clutching at me. I’d discussed anal with only two other girls and neither of them had gone beyond the discussion. Yet here I was, buttfucking my mom and taking photos of it as I did it.

“Uuhnnnggnnn! Yes!” mom cried as I stuffed more of my length into her hot ass. “Ass fuck me -- aaahhnnnn -- fuck mommy in the ass!”

As she got used to my size, I started to speed up once more, fucking my big dick in and out of her butt, inch after inch sliding deeper up her back door.

“Oh fuck mommy -- fuck mommy’s ass -- uuuhhnnnn -- fuck mommy’s slutty asshole!” she cried as I did just that, one hand holding her ass cheek, the other holding the camera, documenting this incestuous, oily ass fuck! “Aaaahhhhhnnn -- fucking -- cumming!” She groaned long and loud once more, her body shaking as she came again, this time from having my cock in her ass. I fucked her through her orgasm, stuffing my cock deep into her butt over and over as she finally came down from her high.

She reached behind her again and pushed back at my stomach, easing me out of her ass. She turned round and had me lay on the floor before straddling me, her feet level with my hips. With a smile, she reached between us and, as she squatted down, guided my cock back into her asshole, sliding her tight butt down my shaft again.

“Fuck, mom,” I gasped, snapping away with the camera. “You really like it up the ass, don’t you?”

“I love it,” she purred. “Does that -- mmmm -- shock you, Bobby? That your mommy’s -- aahhhnnn -- a slut for anal?”

“Fuck no!” I said. “I love it!”

“Mmmmm, good.” She leaned forward and we kissed as she rocked her ass up and down on my cock. Mom dropped her butt all the way down then lifted up again until just the head was still in her ass, before sliding back down once more, over and over.

Eventually, I could take no more and could feel my own cum building, my stomach tightening, my balls clenching.

“Fuck -- mom -- gonna cum,” I managed to grunt.

Without a second’s hesitation, mom raised her ass off my cock and moved down my body, rolling on to her back and pulling me over her. She sucked my oily cock straight from her ass, her hand jerking me off at the same time and within a couple of seconds, had me cumming.

The first blast poured into her mouth, filling up her cheeks and before she could swallow, the second load arrived. Mom swallowed what she could as another load poured out of my knob, then moved back and jerked on my cock, taking shot after shot across her face and tits. Line upon line of the biggest, thickest load I’d ever produced landed across my mom’s face, glazing her features in creamy jism until I could barely see her, at which point she aimed my cum cannon at her tits, taking the last dozen or so shots over her huge mounds.

I knelt up, my still half hard cock in her hand, taking photos as she scooped up my thick load and licked her fingers clean time and again.

Finally, when she could see again having cleaned the cum from her eyes, she smiled at me.

“That was quite a step we took there,” she said. “I -- I hope you’re okay with it?”

“God yes!” I laughed.

She looked around at the kitchen -- clothes everywhere and more than a little oil and cum splattered around the floor.

“We should get changed and tidy up before your sister gets home,” she said before looking at the camera. “And maybe when we’re on our own next we can take a look at those photos together?” She smiled. “And who knows -- maybe take some more?”

I looked at the camera, remembering the shots of Dan’s mom that had been left on there, remembering Dan’s words about how his mother had “opened up to all sorts of possibilities” when he’d pointed the camera at her.

“I definitely think we should take some more, mom,” I said.

And in the back of my mind, I wondered if my sister would pose for me.

CHAPTER 2 - BOBBY PERSUADES HIS SISTER TO POSE FOR HIM

I spent the next couple of days walking round the house with an almost permanent boner. I’d lost count of the amount of times I’d jerked off while looking at the photos I’d taken of my mom a few days before -- first her posing and showing a bit of cleavage, then later after she’d shed some clothes until she was naked except for a G-string, and finally of me fucking her, first her pussy and then her asshole.

I’m pretty sure that’s not something most guys can say they’ve done.

Mom wasn’t exactly distant with me but apart from one brief mention of having taken some good photos with my new camera, things quickly settled back to normal -- which was odd if you see what I mean. She’d stripped in front of me, blown me and then let me fuck her -- and I had the photos to prove it -- but very soon after it was almost as if it had never happened.

I could find nothing on the net about the camera my friend Dan had sold me, the same one he had used to photograph his own incestuous encounters with his own mom. The make and model -- the Optocynic 5000 -- was unheard of on all the camera and electronic sites I scoured, but there it sat on my desk, waiting to be used.

A few days after our session in the kitchen, mom headed out leaving me home with my sister Lois who’s just under a year younger than me -- mom had us close together. Lois definitely follows our mom in her looks and figure -- she’s just as gorgeous, has the same mane of dark red hair, a pert, round little butt and a fantastic set of big tits that sit high on her chest. More than one of my friends has commented how they must be fakes and had a punch in the arm from me for their disrespect. Lois’s tits aren’t fake -- she grew up into a gorgeous woman and blossomed in all the right places.

We have a small pool out the back and I stood in my bedroom looking out at it as Lois walked out in a bikini, carry a towel, obviously wanting to catch some afternoon sun. The bikini was sensible but still had trouble containing those big tits of hers and I watched as she moved the lounger around in order to get the best position for sunbathing. I glanced at my new camera and found myself wondering.

A minute later, wearing a T-shirt and some baggy shorts, the camera around my neck, I headed out to the pool.

“Hey sis,” I said as I got nearer.

“Hey Bobby,” Lois said, raising her hand and waving. “New camera?”

“Yeah, thought I’d try it out in the daylight,” I said, lifting it up and taking a few shots of the trees and clouds. I turned it towards my stunning sister and grabbed some shots of her lying on the sun lounger in her bikini.

“You taking photos of me?” she asked.

“Well yeah,” I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Nothing else out here looks better than you,” I continued, flattering her.

“Well aren’t you the smooth talker?” she said. We’d always gotten on, being friends as well as brother and sister. I moved closer, standing over her and taking another couple of pictures. “You gonna show these to your friends, Bobby? Pictures of your sister in her bikini?”

“Not a chance,” I said. “Not a one of them deserves to see you like this.” I said. “Put your hands behind your head, would you?” I asked.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she did as I asked, putting her hands behind her head, the action pulling her tits up, making them swell out of her bikini. Was it this camera that made her do that without questioning it?

“Gonna keep them for yourself, are you?” Lois smiled. “Something to look at when you’re on your own?”

“Maybe,” I laughed. “Would you -- lift your hands higher, stretch them up over your head?”

Lois did as I asked again, her hands pulling her long red hair out from beneath her head, spreading it wide over the lounger as she stretched her arms out. Her huge tits bulged out the top of her bikini -- had it been any smaller, I’m sure they would have popped free by now. I took a number of shots, moving round so that I was behind her head, looking down past her face into the big swells of her melons.

“Getting a good view there, big brother?” she laughed.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

We both looked up to see Lois’s boyfriend Todd stood by the edge of the pool, glaring at us. He’d obviously had no answer at the door and just walked round the house into the back yard.

“Bobby’s trying out his new camera,” Lois said.

“By taking photos of you in a bikini? His own sister?” Todd barked.

“You’d rather it was someone else taking pictures of me?” Lois said, sitting up, getting angry.

“I don’t want anyone taking photos of you,” Todd shouted. He was an asshole and I’d never liked him; Lois had told me how he was jealous of basically anyone she spoke to.

“Don’t shout at my sister,” I said, stepping forward.

“That the sister you’re perving over?” he said.

“Jesus, Todd,” Lois said, standing up. “I am fucking sick of your jealousy -- I can’t even hang around with my own brother now without you throwing a fit. Every time I talk to another guy you get angry and fucking jealous, even my own brother! Well you know what? I’ve fucking had enough!”

“Wait, Lois, wait a second,” Todd said, suddenly quiet in the face of her anger.

“No, I’m not waiting any longer. We’re through, Todd. I don’t want to see you anymore. We’re done -- I’m breaking up with you.”

“Wait, I mean -- I can -- hang on,” Todd babbled.

“Fuck off, Todd,” Lois said.

“But -- “

“Fuck. Off.”

Todd looked at her for a moment before tears started running over his cheeks. He bowed his head and meekly turned away, walking out of the back yard and my sister’s life.

“Nicely done, sis,” I said.

“He’s been pissing me off for the last month or so,” Lois said. She looked at me. “But thanks for being here, too.”

I quickly raised the camera and got a shot of her face as she smiled at me.

“What?” I said to her frown. “He’s gone, you’re gorgeous, I’ve got a new camera to play with.”

“I suppose you and that thing were the catalyst there,” Lois said.

“Great, does that mean we can carry on?”

“Not out here,” Lois said. “I don’t want that asshole wandering back to apologise and get me pissed off again.”

“So where we going?” I asked. She took hold of my hand and pulled me back to the house -- I took the opportunity to grab a couple of shots of her perfect ass as I followed her -- and I couldn’t help grinning as we headed up to her bedroom.

“Here okay?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said.

“So what now, Mr Photographer?” she asked, using the same title our mother had used a couple of days before.

“Well -- how about some shots of you near the window?” I said.

Lois walked over to the window and posed for me, reaching up with her hands, pushing her butt out, arching her back as I took picture after picture. But, for some reason, something wasn’t right. Sure, Lois was playing along and didn’t complain but I wasn’t feeling any of the heat that had been between me and mom.

“This okay for you, Bobby?” Lois asked, picking up on my frustration.

“Honestly, sis, something’s not right.” I said. I looked at my stunning sister who stood in a sensible bikini next to her dresser and something clicked in my head. “I know what’s wrong -- when was the last time you saw a photoshoot where the model’s in a bikini in her bedroom?”

Lois looked at me blankly.

“Bikinis are for pools, beaches, outside areas. We’re in your bedroom -- you should be in a -- a nightdress -- or pyjamas -- or lingerie or something.”

Lois smirked at me. “You want to take photos of me in lingerie?”

“Well, something more -- you know -- appropriate is all I’m saying.”

Lois thought for a moment, biting her bottom lip -- a sexy look which meant I had to grab a quick snap of that.

“Okay -- as long as you promise these aren’t going to end up on Facebook or something.”

“I’d never do that to you, sis,” I said in all honesty.

She stepped over to her dresser and paused. “I’m not getting changed in front of you,” she said, opening one of her drawers.

I smiled and turned around, facing the wall.

“Better?” I asked.

“It’ll do,” she said. I looked at the wall, fighting the urge to turn around as I heard the sound of my sister stripping off her bikini before rummaging in her dresser and pulling something else on. I heard the unmistakeable sound of bra straps being snapped in place over shoulders before smaller clicks that I didn’t recognise, followed by something else being pulled on.

“Before you turn around,” Lois said, “promise me these won’t be going anywhere.”

“I promise, sis,” I said. “I’m just using them to get used to the new camera.”

“Then turn around,” Lois said.

I did so, my jaw falling open. My gorgeous, busty sister stood in a pair of stockings, suspenders, a tiny G-string and a bra that pushed her huge tits together creating a deep, inviting cleavage. The whole outfit was in black and edged with a deep, emerald green that really set off her dark red hair.

“Do I look okay?” she asked.

“Oh my God, Lois,” I said. “You look fucking stunning.”

I quickly took a couple of shots, then more as she turned around, showing me the tiny string that disappeared between her perfect ass cheeks. They weren’t as full as mom’s but they were perky.

“I take it you approve?” Lois said. I simply nodded and moved around the room, getting shots of her from different angles.

“Would you -- ummm -- would you climb on to the bed, sis?” I asked. “On all fours?”

Lois did as I asked, climbing on her hands and knees on to her large double bed. I moved behind her and took some shots of her ass -- her knees were spread a little and I could make out the mound of her pussy hidden beneath her G-string.

“How’s that?” Lois asked, looking over her shoulder at me.

“Stunning,” I said, snapping away. I moved round to her front and, as she turned to look at me, I knelt down a little so that she loomed over me, her huge tits hanging down, almost falling out of her bra, creating an even deeper cleavage.

“That’s fantastic, sis,” I said. “You look stunning like that,” I said, snapping away.

“You sure?” Lois asked, glancing beneath herself. “I mean, my boobs are nearly out of my bra.”

“No, no, they look fantastic -- I mean, you look fantastic,” I said hurriedly as she grinned at me.

“Are you taking photos of my big boobs?” Lois said.

I laughed. “How could I not, sis?” I said, deliberately taking some shots of them. “I mean, they’re gorgeous and big and perfect -- you could make a fortune going topless, you know?”

She knelt up suddenly and I wondered if I’d overstepped the mark. She cupped her big tits and pushed them together, making them swell up and out of her bra.

“They are pretty good, aren’t they?” she said, looking at her own tits. “I definitely take after mom in the boob department.”

She looked at me for a second as I carried on taking photos.

“Do you -- do you want me to go topless for you?” she asked slowly.

I smiled at her. “Sis, I would love to see your boobs -- but only if you’re sure.”

She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. “But these photos go nowhere else, right? No-one else is going to see them, Bobby. Right?”

“Absolutely.”

She held the cups in place with one arm as she used the other to pull the straps free, just as mom had done a couple of days before. Slowly, she moved her hands away, pulling her bra down and tossing it to one side.

Her big, heavy, round, perfect tits sat high on her chest with just the slightest bit of sag to them. Her small, pink nipples were hard and stiff. I couldn’t help but moan a little as Lois took hold of her tits again and pushed them together, her fingers leaving white marks that faded as she let them go before pushing them together once more.

“What do you think?” Lois asked.

“Oh my God, sis,” I said, snapping away with the camera. “You’ve got fucking awesome tits.”

She laughed. “I’m not sure that’s something a brother should say to his sister, but thank you anyway.”

I remembered what I asked my mom to do. “Sis? Lift one of them up and -- and lick it, would you?”

“Ooooh, naughty,” Lois said, doing as I asked, holding the pose and letting me take a snap of her long tongue sliding over the round top of her tit. I groaned again, more than a little aware that my dick was rapidly hardening which meant the front of my shorts would be sticking out. “Like that?” she asked as she lifted her other tit up and did the same with that one.

“Uh-huh,” I said.

“What else would you like me to do?” she asked with a shy grin.

“Ummm -- can you -- lie on your back and -- and hold your tits together?” I asked.

“Like this?” she asked, falling back, her knees up but spread wide, using her hands to push her huge tits together.

“Exactly like that,” I said, moving round and taking shots of her. I made sure to get some snaps of her tiny G-string which barely covered her pussy, the crotch clearly damp. “God, sis,” I said again. “Your tits are perfect.”

“That asshole of an ex-boyfriend liked them, too,” Lois said as she moved her hands, rolling her enormous tits around, pinching her nipples. “He loved getting his dick between them.”

“Lucky bastard,” I said.

Lois smiled up at me. “Bet you’d love to have seen that, wouldn’t you?” I nodded. “How about this?” she said, turning briefly to her bedside cupboard, opening a drawer and pulling out a long, blue gel dildo. She popped it in her mouth and sucked on it for a while -- letting me get some close-up photos -- then using her left arm to gather her tits together, slid the dildo between them with her right hand.

“Yeah, sis,” I said. “Fuck those big titties.”

Lois did as I suggested, sliding the blue dildo up and down her cleavage. She smiled at me before slowly pulling it free and moving it down her smooth belly towards her G-string covered pussy.

“I’m being really naughty, Bobby,” she said, rubbing the dildo over her panties.

“You can be as naughty as you want, Lois,” I said. “This is just between you and me.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

She pulled her G-string aside, exposing her bald, shaved pussy lips that glistened with her juices, before slowly pushing the dildo inside.

“Mmmmm -- fuck that feels good,” she sighed, closing her eyes as she gently fucked herself with the fake cock. My own dick was now rock hard and causing a huge bulge in my shorts as I watched my sister masturbate before me. “Uuuhhh -- you getting -- mmmm -- some good pictures, Bobby?” she asked.

“Oh yeah,” I said, taking as many shots as I could.

She pushed the dildo in as far as it would go, giving herself some long, deep thrusts before pulling it out. She lifted it up to her mouth and sucked it deep, making a show of licking her own juices from it.

“You like the taste of pussy, sis?” I asked her.

“Mmm-hmm,” she said, staring at the camera as she ran her broad tongue up the fake cock. “You know what else I like?” she asked. I shook my head. Lois smiled and lowered the dildo once more, letting me follow it with the camera. She tilted her hips ninety degrees, reached down with her other hand and pulled her butt cheeks apart. I watched, a huge grin on my face, as my big titted sister slotted her fake cock between her cheeks and, with a little effort, pushed the dildo into her asshole.

“Aaahhhhh yeahhhhh -- that’s what I like,” she sighed, slowly fucking her own ass, the dildo moving in deeper with each thrust.

Like mother, like daughter, I thought, taking photo after photo of Lois buttfucking herself.

I watched, horny beyond belief, as my sister pushed the dildo in and out of her butt, deeper and deeper each time, her eyes closed as she moaned in pleasure. Eventually she slowly pulled it out.

“Need a little more lube,” she said staring at me as she raised it to her mouth and sucked it deep, coating it with spit, watching me photograph her all the while.

“Oh my God, sis,” I gasped. “That is so fucking sexy.”

“I’m glad you like it,” she said, slowly pushing the slippery dildo back into her butt. “I don’t know -- uuhhnnnnn -- why but I like -- aahhahhhh -- like being naughty for you -- and your camera.”

“I like it too, sis,” I said. “I want you to be as naughty as you want to be.”

“Really?” she asked. I nodded. “Then come round here -- this side.”

I took a last shot of her working the dildo into her ass and moved around to the other side of the bed, standing over her. Lois stared at the big bulge in my shorts and licked her lips.

“Take it out,” she said quietly.

“I’m taking photos, sis,” I said, doing just that. “You take it out.”

She paused for just a second before reaching up with her free hand and unbuttoning my shorts, then pulling the zipper down. I hadn’t worn any boxers and my shorts were baggy enough that they fell to the floor, revealing my huge hard-on that was pointing up at the ceiling.

“Oh my God,” she whispered. “That’s so fucking big.” She looked up at me, wide eyed, biting her bottom lip. “Can I -- can I touch it?”

“You can do whatever you want with it,” I said.

My camera worked over time as I photographed her reaching out and wrapping her fingers around the base of my cock, her fingers not meeting around its girth. She slowly stroked it and I noticed she was matching the movements of her other hand, jerking me off and fucking her ass in rhythm. As she pulled my shaft down, I knelt slightly to make it easier for her, sighing as she wrapped her lips around the big, pulsing head of my cock.

“Mmmmmmlllpppp!” She sucked hard on it before letting it pop free of her mouth for a moment. “So fucking tasty,” she sighed before taking it back into her mouth, deeper this time, her hand moving up and down the shaft as spit ran down the length.

“Oh God, Lois,” I sighed, rocking my hips slightly as she took more and more of my cock between her lips. “Suck my dick, sis,” I said, still taking photographs.

She crammed as much of it as she could into her mouth, squeezing her eyes shut as she forced herself on to my cock, the head pushing at the back of her throat. She gagged and coughed, spitting out thick streams of spit which she then spread along my length.

Lois took my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me, a glazed, lust-filled look in her eyes.

“Fuck me, Bobby,” she said. “I want this cock in my pussy right now.”

Just as demanding as mom! I thought to myself. I moved on to the bed and knelt at her hips -- she laid on her side so one leg went under and between mine, the other she lifted straight up so her ankle was on my shoulder. I took hold of my cock -- still taking photos with the other hand -- and aimed it at her slick, hot slit, pushing forward. She would have been tight anyway but with the fake dildo still up her ass, she was even tighter, and I had to grunt and push to get my mammoth shaft inside her twat.

“Oh fuck -- oh fuck yes -- aaahhhhhhh -- do it!” she moaned, looking up at me as I pushed more of my cock into her pussy. Her hot, wet muscles clamped at my knob, swallowing it and the first couple of inches. As she kept fucking her ass with the dildo, I moved in sync with it, sliding in as she moved it out and vice versa. “Uhnnnnnaahhhh! Fuck! Yes!” she yelled as more and more of my cock slipped into her pussy until my big balls were resting on her thigh, all but an inch or so of my dick inside her because of the angle.

“Fucking hell, sis!” I gasped, moving my hips, thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy as she reamed her own asshole. “Can’t believe -- uuuhnnn -- I’m fucking you!”

“Mmmmm -- and I can’t believe -- hhhahhhh -- you’ve got such a big -- fucking -- cock!”

“Big tits like yours -- deserve a big cock like mine!” I laughed.

I fucked my sister with long, slow strokes, watching her huge tits move gently on her chest. She grabbed hold of them with her free hand, pinching her nipples and moaning as we fucked, her breathing quickening, her groans getting louder. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock as she came, her body shaking as her orgasm rolled over her.

“Uuhhhhh -- fuck,” she gasped, looking up at me and smiling. She slowly withdrew the dildo from her ass and brought it up to her mouth, sucking at it. “Mmmmm -- I love tasting -- uuuhnnnn -- my ass on this dildo,” she said, staring at me as I continued fucking her. “But I love tasting it -- aahhnnn -- on a real cock -- even more.”

She moved her leg that had been on my shoulder, bringing it down, making me pull back, my cock slipping from her pussy. She rolled over, tits squashed against the bed, her knees pulled up, her ass in the air and pointing at me, the perfect cheeks framed by her suspenders.

“Come on, Bobby,” she said, looking back at me. “Give it to me up the ass.” Lois reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks, her asshole still open a little from the dildo.

Just like mom! I thought again as I moved up behind her, cock in one hand, camera in the other. We both groaned as we felt the head of my cock inch past her tight ring and slip inside her hot, grasping butt.

“Fucking hell!” she sighed as I started to move in and out, the dildo having opened her up nicely. “Ooohhh -- fuck that’s good,” Lois moaned, pushing her ass back against me as I went deeper still.

“That what you like, sis?” I asked, taking shots of my huge cock spreading her asshole wide as I went balls deep in her butt.

“Fuck yes!” she cried. “Fucking love a big cock in my ass!”

I could hardly believe it -- only a couple of days ago I’d buttfucked our mother and here I was, doing the same thing to my hot sister.

Lois groaned as I moved faster and faster, stuffing my big cock into her asshole over and over again. Her butt was tight as hell around my shaft and felt so fucking good and from the whimpering and panting that was coming from Lois, it was clear she was loving this as much as I was.

“Fuck me, Bobby,” she gasped. “Fuck your -- uuuhhhhh -- your sister’s slutty asshole!”

I was happy to oblige, fucking my cock deep into her ass time and again, somehow remembering to take photographs of my sister’s tight little asshole taking all of my cock.

“Fuck! Bobby! Aaaahhhhhh -- making me -- uuhnnnnnn -- fucking cum!” she cried, her body shaking again as she came from me fucking her up the ass. Her tight butt muscles clamped down even tighter on my cock and, as she panted and moaned, I could feel my own orgasm approaching.

“Lois!” I gasped. “Gonna cum -- soon!”

Almost as if she’d rehearsed it, she moved forward as soon as she heard me, my cock popping free of her ass. Instantly, she spun round and clamped her lips around my cock, sucking hard on it, taking it as deep as she could. She let it go and fell back on the bed, dragging me forward by my cock, making me straddle her belly.

“Give it to me, Bobby,” she said. “Cum all over me -- give me that fucking cum over my tits and face!”

Still managing to take some photos with one hand, with the other I jerked on my cock and, seconds later, erupted. I gasped, my balls tightening as my dick jumped in my hand over and over, sending thick streams of jizz up, beyond Lois’s tits to land in heavy, unbroken lines over her face. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, closing her eyes as cords of white cum landed on her, sliding over her cheeks and forehead, pooling in her eyes, dripping down her chin. I aimed my dick at her tits and send half a dozen streams over one before turning slightly and glazing the other perfect mound. By the time my cock stopped shooting, Lois was a cum-covered mess and, as she used her fingers to scoop it up and into her mouth, it was clear that was what she liked.

“Fucking hell, sis,” I gasped, catching my breath, watching her clean my cum from her face and tits. Once her eyes were clear she looked at me.

“Don’t forget to take photos,” she said, nodding at the camera. I quickly brought it up and took several shots of her cum glazed features. “Will I get to see those pictures later?”

“Whenever you want, sis,” I said.

She leaned forward and sucked on the head of my now half hard cock.

“Will we get to take some more another time?”

“Whenever you want, sis,” I said again. “Whenever you want.”

I took a final shot of her looking up at me, my cock in her mouth -- and wondered if I could get her and mom to pose together.

CHAPTER 3 - BOBBY PERSUADES HIS MOM AND SISTER TO POSE TOGETHER

Just like it had with our mom, mine and Lois's relationship returned to normal over the following days. Just like with mom, despite Lois and I having had sex -- and some hot, nasty sex at that -- within a day or so it was like it had never happened.

Okay, not "never" -- there was a definite air between us -- Lois would occasionally give me long, sideways glances and lick her lips when mom wasn't looking, just like mom would when Lois wasn't around. Despite that, if I tried to initiate something with either of them, I was politely but firmly knocked back.

To say I was confused was an understatement. I soon came to the realisation that without the camera pointed at them, I was unlikely to ever get it on with them again.

The Saturday after Lois and I had hooked up, I walked down the stairs, camera slung around my neck on its strap, and found mom and Lois about to leave the house.

"There's my girls," I said, raising my camera and taking a couple of shots of them as they turned to look at me.

"And there's my Mr Photographer," mom said, putting a hand on her hip and striking a pose, her big tits thrusting out.

"And mine," Lois said, doing the same, putting her hand behind her head and pouting at me.

The pair of them looked at each other and -- I suddenly realised -- came to the conclusion that they had both posed for me -- which meant they probably both realised I'd had sex with both of them.

"That's right," I said quickly, still taking snaps of them. "My two favourite models. Where are you going?" I asked, trying to distract them from thinking about it too much.

"We were just going into the city," mom said, looking from me to Lois and back. I could see she was a little shocked -- whether that was because she'd realised Lois and I had had sex or because she now realised Lois now realised she'd had sex with me, I couldn't tell. "Just to do some shopping."

"Yeah," Lois said in the same distracted way. "Just to get some new outfits or something."

"Sounds good," I said, still taking shots of them as they stood near the door. "Why don't you -- ummmm -- get something nice? Maybe some -- errrrr -- some lingerie? You could model it for me when you get back."

"Ummmm okay," mom said. She turned to Lois. "Does that sound okay with you, sweetie?"

"Sure, mom," Lois said. "I -- I really enjoyed modelling for Bobby before."

"Mmmmm, me too," mom said, the pair of them staring at each other.

"Okay then," I said, taking a last couple of snaps. "Get yourselves some lingerie and I'll -- errrrr -- photograph you when you get back."

"Okay," mom said, taking Lois by the hand and leading her out. I watched them walk down the drive and get into mom's car and drive off.

I looked at the camera, the Optocynic 5000, and wondered again what the hell was it doing? Was I mind controlling them through the camera? Was that even possible? Surely that was the stuff of science fiction? Maybe the camera was just releasing their inner desires, stripping their inhibitions away, letting them do things they'd always wanted to?

I didn't have a fucking clue. I did, though, have the hottest mom and sister in the world who were willing to get down and dirty with me if I pointed a camera at them.

An hour or so later, mom and Lois returned, each carrying a bag with the logo of Jay's Sweet Things on it, a high-end lingerie store in the city. Whether the camera had any role in it or not, they'd obviously decided to take me up on my suggestion.

"Did you have a good shopping trip?" I asked.

"Oh yes," mom said. "We did as you suggested and picked up some nice new things."

"Do you -- still want us to pose for you?" Lois asked, almost sounding worried, as if I might have changed my mind.

"Hell yeah!" I said.

"Oh good," mom said. "Let's go get changed, Lois."

"Wait," I said, an idea striking me. "Let me take some shots of you getting changed. Rather than you just being in your new outfits, let me have you changing into them."

"So, a storyline?" mom asked. "Like when I posed for you -- bringing home groceries, taking a drink, that sort of thing?" she said, referring to the series of photos I'd taken of her.

"Exactly," I said.

"But we're just in normal clothes," Lois said.

"And you're still the hottest women I know," I said honestly.

Lois wore skin tight jeans that looked like they'd been sprayed on, accentuating her trim legs and her gorgeous round ass, with a long-sleeved, off the shoulder crop top that left her taut belly exposed. She was obviously wearing a black bra, the straps appearing from beneath the low neckline of her top, the swells of her huge tits just becoming visible. Mom had a pair of skin-tight leggings on that clung to her bigger -- but no less firm -- ass and which rode lower than I'd realised earlier, the thin waistband of a G-string peeking out the top on one side. A short sleeve top with six or seven buttons did nothing to hide the massive mounds within, the buttons at the front straining a little -- if she took a deep breath, I expect one or two of those would pop off. Her long dark red hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, her dark rimmed glasses slipping down her nose every now and then.

I lifted the camera which was still around my neck and took some shots of them.

"Okay, Mr Photographer," mom said, "should we get changed here?"

"Ummmm, no let's -- let's keep it sort of natural. You've just come home and want to try on your new things, so -- " I left it hanging.

"So, we should go to my bedroom?" mom said, taking Lois by the hand and leading her out of the living room and up the stairs. I stopped them as they went up.

"Wait a second, let me get some shots of you here," I said, taking pictures of their perfect asses. "Can you each put a hand on your hips and look back at me?" I asked, the camera working as they followed my instructions. "Okay, that's perfect -- now can you -- ummm -- can you each grab your butts, tight as you can like you're really getting a handful? That's perfect," I said as they did so.

"You like our butts, don't you, Bobby?" Lois asked with a giggle.

"I sure do," I said. "Would you -- ummmm -- would you mind doing the same thing but with -- ummmm -- with each other?" I knew what I wanted to happen ultimately and wanted to see how comfortable they were with touching each other.

Mom and Lois smiled at each other and moved their hands, each reaching over and placing their hands on the other’s butt cheek.

"Okay, good, good," I said. "Now like before, grab a handful."

There was only the slightest pause before they did as I asked, their fingers digging in to each other’s ass cheeks.

"Oooooh, someone's been working out," mom said as she squeezed her daughter's ass.

"Mmmmm, I'm not the only one," Lois said, doing the same to mom. "No wonder Bobby likes your butt."

"Yeah," mom said, looking back at me. "But he's not just an ass man, are you, Bobby?"

Lois laughed. "Yeah, he's definitely a T and A man."

"Okay, ladies," I said, "Let's get upstairs, shall we?" They continued up and headed into mom's bedroom where I became a sort of director. "Let's start with you either side of the bed, looking at each other, your bags on the bed, okay?"

Mom and Lois did as I said as I moved around the room, taking shots of each of them on their own, but also getting wider shots of both of them.

"Now what, Mr Photographer?" Lois asked.

"Why don't you take out what you've got in your bag first, Lois, and show it to mom. Then mom, you do the same, yeah?"

Lois did as I asked, reaching slowly into the bag and bringing out a dark green basque, a matching G-string and a pair of stockings. I barely suppressed a moan as she held the basque up to her fantastic body, trying to flatten it against the curves of her huge tits as I took photos.

"Okay, mom," I said, turning to her. "Let's see what you've got."

Knowing what I like, mom deliberately leaned over the bag, the buttons on her top almost giving way under the added weight of her massive mounds, before she straightened up with her purchases. Stockings, a G-string and another dark green basque, identical to Lois's. Mom held it up to her body, trying to pull it round her enormous tits.

"Oh my God, you've both got the same outfit," I said.

"Is that okay?" mom asked. "I mean, I've lost count the amount of times you or one of your friends have said your sister and I could be twins so we thought -- "

"We thought it might be nice to look like twins for you," Lois finished. "Are you okay with that?"

"That's just fucking perfect," I said with a big grin.

"Such bad language in front of your mother," Lois said with mock surprise.

"For shame, Bobby," mom said with mock outrage. "You wouldn't hear me use such language."

I couldn't help thinking back to the session we'd had in the kitchen and how she'd very vocally demanded I fuck her.

"Sure, I wouldn't," I said. I raised the camera again and started taking more shots. "Okay, time to try on the new lingerie," I said. "Can you -- ummm -- can you take your tops off -- one at a time -- ummmmm -- nice and slow so I can get some shots?"

"You go first, sweetie," mom said to Lois.

I watched -- and took photos -- as my sister took hold of the bottom of her crop top and began lifting it up, slowly revealing the black bra she wore. Even though it was fairly plain, the fact that it held two of the best and biggest tits I'd ever seen -- let alone got my hands on -- made it incredibly hot. She pulled the top over her head and peeled it off her arms.

"Wow, sis," I said. "Can you -- ummmm -- rub your boobs like you're -- ummmm -- glad you've got the top off?"

"Like this, Mr Photographer?" she asked, cupping her huge tits and pushing them together, running her hands over them as I took shot after shot.

"Exactly like that," I said. Finally, I turned to mom. "Can you -- uhhhh -- do the same, mom?" I asked.

She smiled as she slowly began undoing the buttons on her top, the sides springing apart as her enormous jugs pushed them away. As the camera clicked, she peeled back her top and slid it off her arms, her white bra a little fancier than Lois's, the cups a little smaller so more of her expanse of tit flesh was visible.

"Want me to rub mine, too, Mr Photographer?" mom asked. She didn't wait for my answer, cupping her huge mounds and stroking them, pushing them together forming an even deeper cleavage than normal.

"Fuck, mom, they're perfect," I said.

"Language," she said with a smile, leaning forward a little and letting me get several shots of her tits squashed against each other.

"Okay mom, can you -- ummmm -- can you take your leggings off?"

Mom hooked her thumbs into the waist band of her leggings and slowly pushed them down, looking from me and the camera to Lois who stood watching her, Lois's hands still stroking her own big tits. I moved around mom who kept her legs straight and bent at the waist as she pushed her leggings off, giving me ample time to get shots from the front of her huge tits straining against her bra as well as her firm, round ass from the back. She wore a G-string as tiny as the new one she'd bought, the thin cotton disappearing between her ass cheeks and just hiding the plump lips of her pussy. Kicking her leggings off, she straightened up, hands on hips, wearing just her bra and panties.

I turned to my sister. "Lois? Your turn," I said.

Lois undid the button on her jeans and slowly undid the zipper before pushing at the waist of her skin-tight jeans. She had to wiggle up and down to get the denim over her hips and butt before peeling them down her thighs. Taking her cue from mom, Lois kept her legs straight and bent over, letting me get photos of her tits almost falling out of her bra as well as the tiny G-string she wore revealing her pert little ass. She too stood up straight and posed with her hands on her hips, feet spread wide, thrusting her tits out at me.

I swallowed, more aware than ever before of just how hard my dick was right now.

"Ummmmm -- can I -- " I paused, thinking frantically. I was confident with everything that had happened that I knew where this was going, but I was still nervous. "Can I get some shots of you -- ummmm -- standing together?" I asked.

Lois and mom smiled at each other and moved around the bed, standing next to each other, hands on hips, arms linked.

"Like this?" Lois asked.

"That's great," I said, snapping away. "Could you -- ummmm -- maybe turn to face each other?" They did as I asked. "Okay, a little closer," I said, watching on the camera screen as four huge breasts squashed up against each other, the flesh bulging up over the tops of their bras.

"How's this?" mom asked, putting her arms around Lois's waist and pulling her even closer, Lois doing the same.

"Oh yeah -- yeah, that's great," I said. I knelt behind mom. "Lois, do what you did on the stairs but with both hands."

"You mean this?" Lois asked, grabbing mom's butt with both hands, squeezing her taut buns, digging her fingers in.

"Yeah, that's it," I said, snapping away. "Now -- ummm -- move your hands apart?" I said nervously, grinning as Lois did as I said, pulling mom's butt cheeks apart, exposing her G-string. I laughed as I heard mom moan slightly. "Okay, mom," I said, moving around behind Lois. "Do the same -- oh!" I stopped as mom was already doing the same thing to my sister, her fingers clutching at her ass cheeks and pulling them wide apart.

"Does that look good, Bobby?" mom asked. As I watched, she hooked a finger in the thong and pulled it out and aside, letting me catch a glimpse of Lois's tight little asshole. It was my sister's turn to moan.

"That looks perfect," I said, the camera clicking like crazy. I stood up, my hard-on making the front of my shorts bulge, and found mom and Lois staring at each other, their faces close, lips parted slightly. I grinned. "Okay, you can move apart now," I said.

"What?" mom said in surprise, both of them looking at me.

"There's new lingerie to try on, remember?" I said. "Lois, turn around so you're facing away from mom. Mom -- take off Lois's bra for her." I said. Lois turned around and I took shots of mom unclasping her bra. "Mom? Slide the straps down her arms, then move your hands round and -- ummmm -- and cup her boobs, okay?"

Neither of them said anything as they followed my directions, Lois closing her eyes as her bra fell away and mom took hold of her huge tits, her fingers and thumbs expertly finding the stiff, hard nipples and pinching them slightly, making Lois moan. Mom squeezed her tits, gripping them like she had her ass cheeks, her fingers digging into the soft but firm mounds.

"Mmmmmm, fuck," Lois whispered. Mom looked at me over Lois's shoulder as I took photographs and she gently nibbled at Lois's ear.

"Okay," I said. "Swap round -- Lois?" I asked, making her open her eyes. "Your turn to take mom's bra off."

Mom let go of Lois's tits and they turned around, my sister undoing mom's bra and pushing it off, eagerly filling her hands with her massive tits. She pinched mom's nipples and pawed at her mounds, grabbing them tightly just as mom had with hers, making mom sigh.

"Fuck, they're so big," Lois moaned as she looked over mom's shoulder and down at the amount of tit flesh she was playing with. Lois was blessed with a big pair of tits herself, but even she had to admit mom's were something else.

I took plenty of shots of Lois playing with our mom's big tits before interrupting them once more.

"Mom, stay where you are -- Lois, slide down and push mom's panties off."

Lois gave mom's tits one last playful squeeze before following my directions, mom's G-string peeling away from her moist, waxed pussy. Lois put her hands on mom's bare ass, looked at me and licked her lips. I smiled and shook my head.

"Stand up and turn around," I said. "Mom, take Lois's panties off, please."

While she pouted in disappointment, Lois did as I asked, allowing me to take shots of mom peeling off my sister's soaking wet G-string. Lois spread her legs a little and I watched mom lean in, eyes closed, breathing in her scent.

"Okay," I said quickly, breaking mom out of the moment. "Let's get your new lingerie on. Mom? You first -- Lois, help her into it, would you?"

Mom stood up and passed Lois her new green basque, turning around so that Lois could pass it in front of her and begin doing the clasps up at the back. I took plenty of shots of mom shimmying around, trying to cram her huge tits into the basque as Lois did it up -- it looked to be at least a size too small from the amount of boob that was sticking up over the top and how it made her tiny waist even smaller but I wasn't complaining. Lois knelt down and helped mom on with her stockings, pulling them up to mid-thigh, her hands lingering near the top as mom fixed the straps from the basque to the stockings. Finally, Lois let mom step into her new G-string, pulling it up to cover her pussy. I made sure mom turned around so I could get a few shots of Lois ensuring the tiny string was securely wedged between her butt cheeks.

"Damn, mom," I said. "You look fantastic." I turned to Lois. "Your turn, sis. Mom? Would you return the favour?"

"Gladly," mom said, looking at Lois hungrily.

Mom helped Lois into the basque which, just like hers, seemed too small to contain my sister's huge tits -- Lois would pull the cups of the basque out as much as possible with one hand while trying to stuff her tits in with the other. By the time mom had finished doing up the clasps at the back, Lois's huge boobs bulged obscenely out the top -- just the way I liked them! Mom helped her into her stockings, drawing them slowly and lovingly up her long legs, holding them in place while Lois affixed the straps. The G-string was last, mom pulling Lois's ass cheeks aside to make sure the string disappeared between them.

Finally, they stood together in their new lingerie, looking for all the world like a pair of twins, mom's glasses the only obvious difference.

"Fuck, you two look amazing," I said, taking shot after shot of them.

"Thank you, Bobby," mom said. "So, Mr Photographer," she said. "Is that our photo shoot finished -- or did you want to make the pictures more -- interesting?" she asked. That was the phrase she'd used that had really tipped our previous photo session from one that at most could have been called inappropriate to one that was downright pornographic.

"I think we can make them more interesting," I said with a smile. "Why don't you face each other again? That's it, nice and close just like before." Mom and Lois stood close to each other, arms around each other, hands dropping to each other’s ass and taking hold again. Their tits -- already pushed up by the too small basques -- squashed against each other, pushing them up even further.

"You feel really nice, mom," Lois said, her hands squeezing mom's ass.

"Mmmm, you do, too, sweetie," mom said.

"You both look so fucking hot," I said. I moved closer myself, focusing on their heads. "Why don't you both move in a little?" I said. "Just your heads -- yeah, like that," I said, watching as their noses bumped slightly. Both of them tilted their heads and kept moving, their mouths parted, their eyes closing as their lips connected and they kissed. I snapped away as they made out, gently at first before their mouths opened and they Frenched each other, each one moaning into the mouth of the others.

"Move back just a little," I said. "Let me see some tongue."

They did as I said, their tongues sticking out and licking and lapping at each other. Mom leaned forward again and wrapped her lips around Lois's tongue, sucking on it like it was a small cock before moving back and letting her do the same. A little bit of drool fell from mom's tongue on to the top of her tits.

"Lois, mom's dribbled on her tits," I said. "Would you lick that up for her?" I asked.

Lois eagerly dipped her head and ran her tongue over the tops of mom's tits, adding to the saliva that was there rather than clearing it up. She made a big show of slurping at mom's tits before moving back to kiss her, opening her mouth and letting a large amount of spit fall into mom's mouth. Mom swirled it around, obviously adding to it, then bent her head and deliberately dribbled it across the tops of Lois's huge tits. It pooled in her cleavage -- her tits too close together to allow much of it to escape -- before mom sucked it back up and passed it back to Lois, the pair of them swapping it back and forth for a while.

"Mom? Dribble that on Lois's tits again, but this time, pull her basque down first, okay?" I said.

Mom did as I said, reaching up and pulling Lois's basque down, one of her huge, round tits popping free only to find mom's hand waiting for it. The camera clicking away, I watched as mom let a thick line of spit fall from her mouth on to Lois's big tit, the bubbly liquid rolling over the swell and down the side. Without having to be asked, mom bent down and licked it back up but then moved round and clamped her lips over Lois's stiff, pink nipple.

"Aaahhh -- ahhhh that feels good," Lois sighed. She reached up and pulled the other side of her basque down, freeing her other tit. Mom took the hint and moved across, sucking at her other nipple, leaving a trail of saliva across her huge mounds.

"It looks good, too," I said. "Lois? Want to return the favour?" I asked.

Lois cupped mom's face and pulled her up, the pair of them kissing deeply, wetly, swapping spit back and forth before Lois pulled mom's basque down, both her huge tits springing free. Lois took hold of both of them and dribbled a mass of spit over them but instead of instantly licking it back up, she smeared it over mom’s tits with her fingers, making her mounds glisten wetly. She then pushed mom's tits together and sucked hard on one nipple then the other.

"Mmmmmm -- suck mommy's tits, sweetie," mom said, looking down as Lois did just that.

I moved behind Lois and knelt down again. "Mom?" I said. "Would you reach down and touch Lois's pussy?"

Mom didn't hesitate -- in seconds, she'd pushed Lois's G-string to one side then slid first one, then two, then three fingers along her slippery twat, spreading her soaking wet lips before easing all three fingers inside her.

"Uuuhnnnnn -- fuck yeah," Lois moaned against mom's tits.

I got some shots then quickly moved around behind mom. "Lois? Your turn," I said. I'd barely finished the words before Lois was doing to mom what she was doing to her, three fingers moving deep inside mom's pussy.

"Ahhhh God -- mmmmmm that's good," mom moaned as her daughter went knuckle deep into her pussy over and over while my camera captured everything.

"Lois?" I said. "Reach back and put a finger in mom's ass."

"You like it in the ass, mom?" Lois asked her.

"I love it," mom said, kissing her. I watched as Lois moved a finger from her pussy and probed at the tiny muscled ring of mom's butt for a moment before slipping it inside. "Ahhhhhh yeahhhhh," mom sighed as Lois fingered both her holes.

I quickly moved back behind Lois. "Mom? Do the same for Lois."

"You too?" mom asked.

"I guess I take after you in more than -- ahhhhh -- just looks and tits," Lois said, groaning as I watched mom easily push a finger into Lois's tight butthole.

They stood together, mother and daughter kissing and moaning, naked tits squashed together, stockinged legs spread wide as they fingered each other’s pussies and assholes while I took photographs of the whole thing.

"Okay," I said, standing up. "Bring your hands up -- I want you to taste each other on your fingers."

Both of them reluctantly pulled their fingers out and brought them up staring at each other as they eagerly sucked on their digits, tasting the other's pussy and ass. Mom was the first to offer her fingers to Lois who quickly did the same, both of them leaning in and kissing and licking their own and each other’s fingers.

"Fuck that's hot," I said.

Mom turned to me as she sucked on Lois's finger that had been in her ass.

"What now, Mr Photographer?" she asked.

"Let's lose the G-strings, shall we?" I said, both of them whipping the tiny panties off. "Lois? Would you lay on the bed on your back, please?" I asked. She kissed mom before moving away and climbing on to the bed. She spread her legs wide, letting me get some shots of her fingering her juicy pussy. "Doesn't she look good enough to eat, mom?" I said.

"She certainly does."

"But then so do you," I continued. "Think you can find a way for you both to enjoy each other?" I asked.

Mom laughed and climbed on to the bed on all fours, taking a moment to kiss Lois again before turning around and straddling her, falling into a sixty-nine. She slid her hands under Lois's thighs and pulled her legs apart from beneath as Lois reached up and grabbed mom's ass, spreading her cheeks. Mom looked up at me.

"How's this, Mr Photographer?"

"That's exactly what I had in mind," I said, taking snaps as mom's head dipped down.

Her tongue snaked out and lashed around Lois's sopping wet twat, licking softly at her clit as she moved one of her hands up and pushed three fingers deep inside her. Lois groaned in pleasure, partly from what mom was doing and partly because -- at the same time -- mom had lowered her hips, allowing Lois to feast on her pussy.

I moved round the bed to find Lois's mouth glued to mom's cunt, her tongue wedged deep inside the oily folds, occasionally moving down and sucking on her clit bud before moving back and worming into her pussy. She realised I was there, taking photos, and smiled as best she could. Lois brought one of her hands down and sucked on her index and middle finger before holding them up for me for just a second then pushing them easily into mom's ass as her tongue dived back into her pussy.

"Aaaahhhhh fuck!" mom moaned as her daughter ate her out and finger fucked her asshole.

I moved back down the bed and knelt, getting a close up of mom's face, eyes closed, smile covered in Lois's pussy juices.

"You're not going to let her have all the fun are you, mom?" I asked.

She looked at me and moved the three fingers currently stuffed into Lois's pussy down and -- with a little effort due to the angle -- pushed them into Lois's asshole.

"Mmmmm -- fuck yes!" Lois cried as her ass was filled with mom's fingers.

Mother and daughter ate each other’s pussies and finger fucked each other’s assholes as I moved back and fore the length of the bed, taking as many pictures as I could. The two hottest, bustiest women I knew, wearing basques and stockings, in a lesbian sixty-nine -- I was in heaven and so were they!

Mom was the first to cum, her body shaking, hips moving uncontrollably up and down as Lois sucked and licked at her pussy, her fingers pistoning in and out of her asshole. She moaned low in her throat, tongue still jammed up Lois, her body twitching as her daughter made her cum hard. Just a moment later, Lois groaned as well, mom's tongue and fingers bringing her off at almost the same time. The pair of them shuddered and moaned as they continued eating and fingering each other through their orgasms until mom finally rolled off to the side, the pair of them gasping for breath, huge tits rising and falling as they came down from their cum.

Lois moved first after a moment, getting up and laying half on mom, their tits squashing together as she kissed her, both of them tasting their pussies on the others tongue. Lois offered her the fingers that had been in her ass and mom did the same, the pair of them sucking the digits deep.

Eventually, Lois looked over at me and asked "What now, Mr Photog -- oh!"

"Now I thought I'd join in," I said. I'd taken the opportunity to strip out of my shorts and T-shirt and stood naked, camera in one hand, enormous hard-on in the other. I climbed on to the bed and knelt down, my feet under my ass, my huge cock bobbing out in front of me. "Mom? Lois? Would you come over here and suck on my dick?" I asked.

Both of them quickly got on all fours and crawled over but I stopped them as Lois reached for my dick.

"No hands," I said. "Just your mouths -- start at the base and work up," I said.

"He's so bossy when he's got that camera," mom said with a laugh.

"I know," Lois said. "But I do like it."

They moved in, one either side of my shaft and started kissing and licking my cock, looking up at me as they slowly worked upwards along it until, eventually, they reached the bulbous head. Their tongues pushed it back and forth, spit covering the purple head, lapping at the pre-cum that dibbled from the end. They kissed around it, sharing my cock head as they made out with each other.

"You first, mom," Lois said, moving back a little.

"Thank you, sweetie," mom said, wrapping her lips around my cock and slowly taking inch after inch into her mouth. I groaned as I watched -- and photographed -- my mom blowing me, bobbing her head back and fore, the big knob nudging into the back of her throat and making her cough -- but she kept going. "Guukkk! Gllukkkk! Ulllkkkk!" came from her as she pushed herself onto my cock over and over before rearing back and spitting a thick wad of saliva on to my prick.

Instantly, Lois took her place, her mouth wide, lips spreading around my shaft as she took it as deep as she could, again the knob hitting the back of her throat.

"Mmmlllppff! Gllllukkk! Uulkklll!" Lois gagged as she pushed herself on to my cock just like mom had done. She too pulled back and spat a wad of spit over my shaft, grabbing my cock and using the spit as lube to jerk me as mom leaned in and took her place.

"Ahhh yeah -- suck that dick," I moaned, camera working overtime as mom and Lois took turns on me.

"So fucking big," Lois said in awe, her hand sliding up and down as mom sucked on the head. They swapped again, Lois taking my cock head in her mouth as mom jerked on my shaft.

"Now it's all slippery," mom said. "Where do you want to put it, Bobby?"

I smiled at her. "Lay on your back, mom, and push those gorgeous tits together for me." Mom did as I asked and, after Lois let me go, I straddled mom's hips, my huge cock standing above her. "Lois? A little help?" I asked, nodding down at my hard-on.

My sister took hold of my cock and gently bent it downwards so that mom could wrap her huge tits around it, the head and first couple of inches poking out from her cleavage. I slowly rocked my hips back and fore, tit fucking her as Lois leaned over and alternately made out with mom or sucked on the head of my dick.

"That looks so fucking hot," Lois said, watching my knob appear and disappear between mom's tits before she turned back to her and kissed her.

"And so does that," I said.

Lois leaned up a little and opened her mouth, a thin, clear line of drool falling from her mouth and in to mom's. They kissed again, swapping spit, obviously building up more as when Lois repeated the move, there was a whole lot more that fell in to mom's mouth. When Lois had a mouthful of spit, she turned to my cock and mom's tits, spilling it into mom's cleavage, lubing up her tits so I could fuck them faster.

My sister looked up at me. "Do I get a turn, Bobby?" she asked plaintively.

"Oh yes," I said. Mom groaned as I pulled my cock free of her tits while Lois laid down beside us, but she grinned when I asked her to help as I straddled Lois. Mom took hold of my cock -- taking the opportunity to suck on it for a moment -- before bending it down as Lois wrapped her giant tits around it.

I moved my hips and slid my big cock between my sister's mounds, taking photos as she and mom made out again. Mom moved back every now and then, either drooling spit into Lois's cleavage or sucking on the head of my cock as it appeared from between her jugs, slurping up the almost constant stream of pre-cum that was leaking from the head.

"Are these photos going to be interesting, Bobby?" she asked, kissing Lois and looking up at me.

"These are gonna be the best yet," I said.

I pulled my dick from Lois's cleavage and moved forward a little, rubbing it gently on both their faces as they tried to lick and suck on it. I stood up on the bed, both of them instantly sitting up, mom grabbing my cock as Lois sucked on the head of it before I gently pushed Lois back down and moved back.

"What now, Mr Photographer?" mom asked.

I grinned. "Hands and knees, mom," I said, "ass in the air, face in Lois's pussy."

“He’s so bossy,” mom laughed to Lois.

Lois laughed and immediately spread her legs wide as mom dived in, tongue and fingers quickly working in her daughter's pussy once more, making her moan as I hunkered down behind mom, cock in one hand, camera in the other.

"Aaahhhhh yeah," Lois sighed, running her hand through mom's hair. "Mmmmmmm -- eat my pussy, mom," she said. "So fucking gooooood,"

I lined my cock up with mom's juicy, plump twat, rubbing the head up and down her slippery lips for a moment before easing forward. Mom lifted her head up for a second and groaned "Fuuuuuuck that's big!" before Lois pushed her head back down into her cunt as I eased more and more of my cock inside her.

As turned on as she was and with all the tonguing Lois had given her, it was easy to slide my whole length deep into her pussy in just a couple of strokes. Her waxed, hairless lips spread wide around my cock, clinging to it as I slid in and out, giving her every inch over and over. Looking up the bed, mom was trying her best to keep eating Lois’s pussy with the pounding I was giving her, at least three fingers stuffed up Lois’s twat, while she moaned in pleasure as I fucked her. Lois had both hands filled with her own tits, her fingers pinching her nipples, her eyes closed, panting as mom ate her out.

Still taking photos with one hand, I spat on my fingers of my free hand and gently eased the first two into mom’s tight asshole.

“Fuuuuuuck!” mom moaned, lifting her head up, making Lois look up at her. “He’s got -- uuuuhhhhh -- “ she groaned, pushing back at me as I fucked her pussy with my cock and her ass with my fingers.

“His fingers in your butt?” Lois finished for her. “He really is a tits and ass man, aren’t you, Bobby?” she asked.

“You know it, sis,” I said.

Mom looked back over her shoulder at me. “Fuck me, Bobby -- uuhnnnnn -- fuck mommy’s pussy -- uh uhh uhhhh -- make me -- nnnnn -- fucking cum on your big -- motherfucking -- cock!”

With everything we’d been doing, it was no surprise that mom came quickly, her pussy clamping down on my cock, her ass clutching at my fingers as she shook and moaned, cumming hard from fucking her son and daughter. As she fell forward, Lois moved round her and crawled towards me, licking her lips. I pulled my cock and fingers free from mom and Lois quickly sucked at them, first my fingers, then my dick.

“Give me the same, Bobby,” she said, looking up at me, licking at my knob. “Get this monster fucking cock in my pussy.”

Lois spun round, flipped mom on to her back and straddled her, wiggling her ass at me. She kissed mom, thrusting her tongue into her mouth as she came back from her orgasmic haze before moving her head down and sucking on mom’s giant tits. I moved forward and guided my dick between Lois’s legs, easing into her pussy. Just as with mom, it took only a couple of thrusts before my whole shaft was balls deep in my sister’s twat

“Ohhhhh God -- fuck yessss -- fuck that’s big!” Lois moaned as I fucked her, cramming my cock into her.

“Do you like your brother’s big cock?” mom asked her, leaning up and kissing her.

“I fucking love it,” Lois moaned.

I pointed the camera down and got several shots of Lois’s pussy swallowing my dick, dragging my cock almost all the way out before sliding it back inside. Once again, I spat on my fingers and gently pushed them into her asshole, the tight ring of muscle giving way and letting me get in up to my knuckles.

“Uuuhhnnn fuuuuck!” she moaned as I pushed them in. She smiled at mom. “He’s got his -- mmmmm -- fingers in my ass!”

“And you like that as well, don’t you?” mom asked her.

“Fuck yessssss!” Lois hissed, pushing back to get more of my cock and fingers inside her. “Uuuhhhhh fuck me -- fuck my pussy -- aahhhhhhh -- fuck your sister’s pussy!” Lois cried as I did just that, stuffing my cock in and out of her cunt again and again, going balls deep as I shoved my fingers deep up her asshole.

Mom wriggled down the bed beneath her a little so she could clamp her lips on Lois’s huge tits, sucking hard on her nipples as I fucked her hard and fast.

“Oh God -- oohh fucking God yes!” Lois cried and I could feel her cum building, her pussy tightening, her pert ass cheeks shaking as we fucked. “Mmmmm -- fuuuuuuuck -- gonna -- fucking -- cummmmm!” she moaned as she came on my dick and fingers, mom still sucking on her big tits.

Slowly, she moved forward, laying on mom as I pulled my cock and fingers from her. Mom gently moved her to one side and crawled out from beneath her, beckoning me over. I moved forward as she took hold of my cock and sucked it deep into her mouth before replacing it with the fingers I’d stuffed up Lois’s butt.

“So, Mr Photographer,” she said, smiling up at me as she licked my cock, then my fingers, then my cock again. Lois moved across and licked at my fingers, looking up at me as well. “What now?”

I grinned. “I think I should get some shots of both of you taking my cock up your asses. How does that sound?”

“You want to get this big thing,” mom said, stroking my dick, “into our tight little buttholes?” She turned to Lois. “Sweetie? Top drawer,” she said, nodding to her nightstand. “Get the lube for mommy?”

Lois dived across the bed and returned a moment later with a bottle of lube. Mom gave my cock one last, long lick then turned and bent over, head and shoulders on the bed, her ass high in the air. As if she’d done it a thousand times before, Lois squirted a good dollop of the clear lube on to her fingers and a smaller amount directly on mom’s asshole and slowly massaged it in.

I got in close with the camera, watching as Lois’s fingers easily slipped into mom’s ass with the aid of the lube, first one, then another, then a third, making mom moan and shake as her ass was filled. Lois smiled over at me.

“How naughty is this, Bobby?” she said. “Here I am -- my fingers in our mom’s asshole -- getting it ready for you to fuck -- with that giant fucking cock of yours.”

“That’s really naughty, sis,” I said.

“And do you know what I want, after you’ve fucked mom’s ass?” she asked.

“Tell me,” I said.

“I want mom to lube up my asshole -- and then I want you to fuck it -- hard -- and fast -- and deep.”

Mom wiggled her hips impatiently from side to side and looked back at us.

“Less talking -- mmmmm -- more buttfucking,” she said.

“I think that’s your cue,” Lois said, removing her fingers and instead gripping mom’s ass cheeks, spreading them wide. “Come on, Bobby -- I want to watch you buttfuck mom!”

I moved behind mom, using my free hand to bend my cock down, the knob pushing against mom’s little rosebud. With all the lube Lois had used -- as well as prepping her with her fingers -- it didn’t take a huge amount of effort for my cock head to squeeze into mom’s ass, the ring of muscle gripping it as the first inch or so slipped in.

“Uunnnnnaaahhhh -- fuck!” mom yelled, looking over her shoulder. “Fuck that’s good! Aaahhhhhh -- keep going, Bobby -- uuuhhhhhhh -- gimme more -- aaahhhhh -- fuck mommy’s ass!”

I did as she told me, gently pushing more of my cock into her tight, hot asshole as I continued to take photos of it. Lois held mom’s ass cheeks, watching intently, a huge smile on her face as more and more of my cock eased into mom’s butt.

“Oooohhhhh fuck -- so fucking big -- uuhhuhnnnnn -- so fucking good!” mom sighed as I dragged my cock up then back in, each time going a little deeper. “Mmmmmm fuck mommy’s asshole -- uuhhnnnn -- fuck mommy’s slutty asshole!”

“Oh my God, that is so fucking hot,” Lois moaned as we both watched my big cock plunge in and out of mom’s asshole, the shaft glistening with lube as I pushed it deep up her backdoor.

“Fuck mommy -- uuhhnnnnn -- fuck mommy's horny fucking asshole!” mom groaned, eyes closed, a huge smile on her face.

Remembering my previous fuck session with Lois, I pushed my cock as deep into mom's butt as I could before slowly dragging it up all the way, letting it pop free of her asshole. While mom moaned in disappointment, Lois didn't waste a second -- she instantly leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth, bobbing back and forth, her tongue lashing all over it as she sucked and licked it.

“Oooh, you dirty girl,” mom said looking back at her daughter going ass to mouth.

Lois let my dick go and, with a smile at mom, dipped her head down and plunged her tongue into mom's gaping asshole. I quickly knelt down, getting some shots of Lois's tongue working into mom's butt before she leaned back a little and spat into it.

“There you go, Bobby,” she said, “all lubed up for you again.”

“Thanks, sis,” I said, getting back up. Lois grabbed my cock and sucked on it again for a moment before guiding it back into mom's asshole.

“Mmmmmmm fuuuuuuck,” mom sighed as I started buttfucking her once more. “Ohhhhh fuck -- big fucking cock -- uuhhnnnnn -- big fucking cock -- mmmmmmm -- for mommy’s ass!”

I fucked her as hard and fast as I could, thrusting my dick deep into her butt over and over, occasionally pulling it free so Lois could suck on it. It didn't take long before mom's moans turned into short gasps, her eyes scrunched tight and I could feel her ass gripping me even tighter.

“Aahhh -- fuck -- uuhh -- fucking cumming!” mom cried, her whole body shaking as I fucked her through her orgasm, pounding her perfect butt as she came.

Finally, she crawled forward, my cock slipping out of her ass, Lois instantly sucking on it as mom collapsed on to the bed, gasping from her cum.

My sister looked up at me as she licked my entire length, tasting our mom's ass.

“My turn?” she asked.

I glanced at mom. “I don't think mom's recovered enough to lube up your ass,” I said.

Lois smiled, grabbed the lube, then turned around so that she was in the same position mom had been in, her perfect ass framed by her suspenders. She squirted some on to her fingers then reached back and -- as I watched and took photos -- rubbed the gel into her butthole. First one, then a second, then a third finger eased inside and then -- with a groan -- she eased her little finger in as well.

“Jesus, Lois,” I gasped.

“Mmmmmmm -- one of these days -- uuhhnnnnn -- I'm gonna get -- mmmmmmm -- my fist in there.” She smiled back at me. “But right now, I want your cock in my ass.”

I moved behind her and guided my painfully hard cock to her asshole, pushing it inside as she moved her fingers away, bringing them up to her mouth and sucking on all four of them as my cock slid into her butt.

“Uuhhnnnnn -- fuck yes!” she moaned as my thick shaft spread her tight ass. “Oh yeahhhhh -- that's good -- uunnnnn --fuck my ass -- aaahhhhh -- fuck your sister's ass!”

I pushed down, my dick disappearing into her butt before I pulled it back out and slid it back in, buttfucking my beautiful sister’s perfect asshole as I took photo after photo of the action.

“Yes! Do it, Bobby -- uuuhhnnnn -- fuck my ass -- aahhhhh -- harder! Deeper! Fuck it!” she yelled, urging me on. Lois whimpered as my giant cock head pushed deeper into her tender asshole, the tight muscle stretched almost to bursting around my prick.

"Fuck her asshole, Bobby!" mom said, kneeling next to us, obviously recovered now. She stared at my shaft as I stuffed it into Lois’s butt. “Fuck, you've got such a big cock,” she sighed. “And it’s all the way in your sister’s ass.” Mom looked up at me and smiled. “Let me taste it, Bobby -- let me taste your sister’s ass on your cock!”

I dragged my cock from Lois’s butt, mom eagerly swooping down and sucking as much of it into her mouth as she could.

“Taste my ass, mom,” Lois said, looking back at us. “Taste it, you slut!”

I pulled my cock from mom’s mouth and stuffed it back into Lois’s asshole, going balls deep in one thrust, making her yell in pleasure. I gave her a few long, deep strokes before taking it out and once more feeding it to mom who sucked hungrily on it. A moment later and it was back up Lois’s ass.

“Fuck yes! Uuuhnnn -- pound my fucking ass!” Lois yelled. “Aaahhhhhnnn -- fuck my horny asshole -- uuhhhhhhh -- with your massive -- fucking -- hard -- cock!" Lois shook as I fucked her hard and fast, just how she liked it, making her cum with my cock up her butt, her asshole clenching around my shaft as her orgasm rippled through her.

“Fuck,” I gasped. “I’m not gonna -- uuhhh -- last much longer,” I said, surprised I’d lasted as long as I had.

Lois fell forward, my dick slipping from her ass, and mom quickly moved her, the pair of them sliding off the bed and kneeling side by side.

“Give it to us, Bobby,” mom said, kissing Lois, the pair of them making out once more.

“Yeah, give us that cum, Bobby,” Lois said.

I jerked on my dick with my free hand, trying to take photos as I felt my balls tighten and my cock swell just a little more.

“Fuuuuuuuck!” I groaned, my cock lurching in my hand as I unleashed the biggest load of my life. Thick streams of jizz fired out of my knob, splashing over mom’s and Lois’s faces, landing in their hair, their eyes, their wide-open mouths. Time and again my cock spurted, both of them turning to face me, tongues lashing to try and catch the creamy load. Mom reached out and grabbed my thigh, pulling me closer, my dick bumping into her face for a moment before she wrapped her lips around it, taking several huge shots into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.

As she let me go -- taking another couple of streams to the face -- she turned to Lois and kissed her, swapping the mouthful of cum with her, Lois hungrily swallowing. They both turned to face me, mouths open, tongues hanging out, begging for more which I was happy to deliver. This time I moved my cock into Lois’s mouth, giving her a few blasts which she then happily shared with mom.

The pair of them kissed and swapped my cum as my load finally eased off, leaving the pair of them glazed in a massive amount of jizz, looking like they’d starred in a bukkake film.

“Fuck,” I gasped, leaning against the wall as I watched them take turns licking and sucking up my seed from each other’s faces until they could finally see.

Mom and Lois both looked at me, thick cords of jizz splattered and smeared over their gorgeous faces and stuck in their hair, streams of it having run down their necks to land on their huge tits, their new lingerie now cum stained.

“So, Mr Photographer,” mom said after a moment, her gaze glued to my somehow still hard cock. “I guess your sister and I need a shower to clean up after that.”

“I guess so,” I sighed, my head spinning, trying to catch my breath.

“Want to come take photos of us showering?” Lois asked as she and mom stood up. They headed to the bedroom door, pausing as they looked back at me. They each took hold of the other’s ass and grabbed a good handful just like I’d asked them to as they’d walked up the stairs earlier. They leaned in and kissed, mom scooping up some stray jism from Lois’s neck and sucking her finger clean.

“Ready when you are, Mr Photographer,” mom said to me before she and Lois left for the shower.

I looked at the camera -- despite the number of photos I’d taken, somehow the battery still had a full charge. I wondered again just what this camera was -- was it really affecting their behaviour? My behaviour? Were we really in control of our own actions?

I flicked through the last couple of pictures of mom and Lois eating my cum off each other -- and found I wasn’t that worried about whether the camera was affecting us or not, after all.

With a smile on my face and a spring in my step, I followed my mother and sister into the shower.

THE END