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CHAPTER 5

Cheese first went looking everywhere for Hui Shan, but couldn’t find her. She found Vel in a busy room on the first floor, talking to Shawn’s teacher Ms. Lee. Vel looked like she was having a better time than before, and in fact, she looked just shy of being totally smashed on alcohol. The teacher was better at putting her foot down, and she’d driven off the crowd of leering men that had been following Vel around.

But still, as soon as Vel saw Cheese, she broke off the conversation and hurried across the room to her best friend. “Cheese, where have you been? I’m so ready to leave! But I can’t find Shawn anywhere. What do you think happened to him? And you’ve changed. What happened to your other costume?”

Cheese replied, “Don’t worry about Shawn. I was just checking on him. He had too much of that spooky punch, and passed out. Just like Joanna, who I guess you located.”

“Yeah, in the cloakroom, poor thing.”

“Shawn was even worse. I helped him to a bedroom upstairs that had a bathroom right by the bed, ‘cos it seemed like he would be ill. He’s up there right now in bed, sleeping like a baby.”

“Oh Cheese, you’re such a good friend! Always so thoughtful of others. Thanks soooo much for looking after him. I’ve just been running away from one guy after another all evening. It’s been awful!

“Why did I ever let you talk me into wearing this Wonder Woman costume? These guys all think I’m easy, ‘cos I’m practically naked! It’s horrible! One guy even took a bunch of pictures without my permission! And why are you wearing that costume now, anyways?”

Cheese answered, “I was worried that Catwoman suit would get too hot, seeing how it covered every inch of me. So I brought a spare costume, just in case. And thank God I did. I was burning up inside of it. And unlike you, I don’t mind showing off a little bit. This one is much better.” Hey, that excuse sounds pretty believable, Cheese realized.

“Well, it certainly suits you. So where’s Shawn? It must be one o’clock in the morning, and way past their bedtimes.”

“He’s upstairs. But before I show you up there, an idea just struck me. You’re not happy with your costume, and I’m not using my Catwoman one. It’s much less revealing. So why don’t you change costumes? Not only that, but you can play a really devilish trick on Shawn! Since we have the same body shape and size, when you put that costume on, he’ll think that you’re me! You can give him a big surprise!”

Vel thought of the possibilities. Mostly, she let the alcohol do the thinking for her. Shawn is lying upstairs in bed. I can give him a big surprise, alright! He’ll stuff his dick right in his mommy’s pussy, and he’ll never even know it’s me! I know it’s soooo wrong, but wouldn’t it be better if I got these urges out of my system? Then I could follow the boundaries so much easier. It’s my one chance in my life to get fucked by him without consequence!

I wanted - I needed - to get fucked by him so badly earlier today. That was wrong. I have to get it out of my system, or I’ll keep tempting him until he finally snaps! Or I snap, for that matter. Better to do it when he doesn’t realize.

On a more practical level, Vel began to wonder if this idea might actually work, and how. “What about my hair? How does that work?” she asked Cheese. “Yours is so different.”

“I had my hair all stuffed under the hood, and down my back under the costume as well. Anyway, thanks to your special hairdo tonight, your hair looks pretty much the same as mine, except you don’t have the reddish tinge that I do. But no one can tell the difference about that in a semi-dark room. All you have to do is ditch the glasses, and work on your voice. Do you think you can sound like me?”

“Oh yeah, the voice.” Hmm. The voice is a bit of problem. Cheese’s scratchy, sultry voice is so distinctive. Mine is so generic. But I can’t miss this opportunity! “I don’t know. I can try. … I don’t think so. I’m not a good actress like you. What if I pretend to use Catwoman’s voice? What does she sound like?”

A few minutes later, Vel crept into the room Shawn was sleeping in, dressed as Catwoman. She was nearly senselessly drunk and it was remarkable she could walk in a straight line. She hadn’t got the knack of stuffing all of her hair underneath the costume, so some of it stuck out. But that only made her look even more like Cheese, because of the Cheese-styled hairdo Cheese gave her for the Wonder Woman costume.

Because it was a hot night, Cheese had only put a sheet and light blanket over Shawn. Vel had taken her glasses off to make herself less recognizable, but that also meant she couldn’t see close objects very well. Still, Vel could tell right away that he was naked. Anyone but the blind would be able to notice how his penis made a huge tent in the bed sheets.

Oooh, look! He’s still wearing the head of a tiger! How cute! My little-whittle Tiger is really a tiger! Should I really let a cute tiger fuck my tight, hot, hungry, little pussy? … I think I just answered my own question!

She sat on the bed, and began shaking his shoulder. “Shawn, Shawn,” she said in her usual voice. Then realizing the need to be Cheese, she changed her voice altogether, and used a tone she guessed Catwoman might use, though she really had no idea how that particular superhero sounded. “Shawn, wake up. Catwoman is here. Wake up!”

He opened his eyes. “Oh, hi Cheese.”

“I’m not Cheese, I’m Catwoman.”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, and stared as if in horror. Vel worried, Oh no! Has he found me out that fast? He jumped up out of bed, and with his hands over his crotch, looked around desperately. Finally he saw the bathroom right before him, darted into it, and slammed the door behind him.

Vel heard the sound of pissing. It wasn’t just a little, but it sounded like a flowing river that went on for over a minute. Oh yeah, she realized. All the alcohol. Her nervousness increased as she waited. She noticed that her hands were shaking.

He came back into the room finally, still naked and not bothering to hide his now flaccid member. He sat next to Vel and held his head in his hands. “Sorry Catwoman, but that was an extremely urgent nature call. Too much of that damn punch! What the hell did they put in there? I thought you said it was iced tea or something.”

“Are you feeling okay, Sweetie?” Vel remembered to use Cheese’s nickname for him.

“I’m feeling better than before, but… Oh Man!” He rubbed his numbed face vigorously. “I still feel like I’m flying. Drunk. Head still spinning a bit. Arrgh,” he moaned in frustration. “At least I don’t feel like throwing up any more. That was close.”

She held out open arms. “There, there, come to Mommy – your Aunt Cheese. I’ll make it all better.” He leaned in to her, and she placed his head on her boobs. For the next five minutes, she simply held him in a hug, and ran a hand over his head, which meant caressing his lion’s mane costume instead of his hair.

“Do you feel better now?” she finally asked.

“Oh, much. Yes. You’re so sweet, taking care of me. I was wondering where you’d been all evening.”

Vel was perplexed by that comment. Hunh? I thought Cheese said she helped him up here and checked on him regularly. Maybe he was already passed out. Or maybe the alcohol is making him forget? “Shawn, are you having trouble remembering what happened earlier?”

“Big time. My head is like in a fog. I doubt I’ll remember anything that happened tonight, come tomorrow.”

Shit! Now really IS my big chance! Vel realized. I can do anything with him, and he won’t even remember it! How can I pass this up? If I’m going to be a good mother, there’s only one way I can purge my mind of all the horny, nasty thoughts I keep having. Just one time is all I need and then I’ll never feel like wanting him in me again.

She was lying to herself - somewhere deep down she realized that fucking him once would only whet her appetite for more. But I just have to get fucked by him. Pounded. Reamed. Knocked up. Ravished. Raped. Done. Filled. Yes. My son must fill me up with his big cock! He must! It’s for my own sanity! I can’t stand it any more! Vel was more honest in her thoughts than ever before, thanks to the alcohol.

“Oh shit,” he said, and he got up again and ran to the bathroom. Again, Vel heard a torrent of pee, but less this time around.

While she waited, she thought, Okay, Vel, this is it. Calm down. Calm down. Don’t be afraid or ashamed about what you’re going to do. What did Shawn say to me the other day? “Thrust your chest out and proudly poke your tits high up in the air, because you have nothing to be ashamed about.” That’s what I have to do.

As she still waited, she stood up and unzipped the top of her Catwoman costume. As the zipper made its way down the middle of her chest, her tremendous tits came into view, and then her tight stomach. She pulled the zipper all the way down past her cute belly button. She kept the mask on her head though, to help keep her real identity secret. She was able to retain her senses that much, at least.

She thought to herself, Don’t be nervous. Wipe that fraidy-cat look off your face. This is for the best. … Although I can’t believe I’m seducing my own son! I just have to be confident and decisive. Tiger loves my tits, so I gotta use that to my advantage. I’ll thrust them up still higher.

Shawn washed his hands then came back into the room. He took one look at Vel with her chest arching forward, surrounded by skin-tight black leather, and his eyes bugged out in Roger Rabbit-style. “Cheese! Shit! You look even better than usual. And that’s saying something.”

That gave Vel confidence. She smiled as she thought, Maybe that’s because your mommy really is hotter than Cheese! Again she held out open arms in invitation. “Come back to my chest, Ti- … Sweetie.”

He immediately returned his head to her soft, pale boobs, but now his face rested on naked flesh.

“I have an idea,” she said. “Maybe if you suck my nipples, that will help you forget your pain.”

Even though he was drunk, he didn’t need to be asked twice. He immediately placed his mouth over a tit and began sucking contentedly. Vel cooed, “That’s it. Suck them just like that. Pretend you’re a baby and you’re breastfeeding from your mother. Suck your mother’s tits, Sweetie.”

Why is everyone so into pretending they’re my mom this evening? Shawn wondered. How weird.

But soon he emptied his mind and concentrated only on the sensation of sucking a nipple. He switched from tit to tit as the minutes rolled by, and pinched and stroked the nipple he wasn’t sucking. Vel was in complete ecstasy. Her nipples were so sensitive that having them sucked almost felt better than being fucked.

Funnily enough, Vel’s “forget your pain” idea was actually working - Shawn’s mind began to clear.

Vel kept up provocative commentary at a lazy pace. “That’s it. … That’s it, little baby. … Keep sucking your mommy’s tits. … Drink my milk. … Make me lactate. … Keep sucking until you can milk me. … Milk your mommy…”

Finally, Shawn turned his head up, and said, “But Cheese, Mommy, Catwoman, … whatever I should call you … isn’t what we’re doing wrong? What about Vel’s rules? A little bending is okay, but maybe we’re getting into it too much?”

“That’s okay, it’s okay,” she cooed, as she pressed his head back onto a nipple. “Just leave it to… your Aunt Cheese. If a little bit of rule bending is good, then a lot is better. Play with my nipples, you big Tiger. Play with me. Suck my tits until I cum milk. … Drink your mother’s milk, my little baby!” He began sucking again, at a more intense pace.

After a delay of a few minutes, he pulled his mouth off again, and said, “Cheese, you don’t have any milk in your tits! Didn’t the doctor just a while back say it would take days of constant sucking for a woman to start lactating? Remember when he using that metaphor when talking about my condition?”

“That’s right, Sweetie. But we can continue this at home. You can suck my tits all day long for as long as it takes, until I finally gush milk. Won’t that be fun? To have you fondle and grope and suck at my tits until they’re sore? Then you can drink my milk every day! And then, after that, you can suck and suck, and just keep sucking! Tie my hands behind my back and use me as your personal milk machine!”

She threw her head back in ecstasy, imagining permanently enslaving her boobs to Shawn’s thirst.

“Catwoman, I think you’re getting a little crazy. That’s just impossible with Mom watching, and you know it.” He switched his mouth to the other nipple.

“You’re right,” she sighed. “Although you might be surprised how she thinks about these things. I think she secretly wants to do EVERYTHING with you, really bad! She just can’t get the courage to go all the way, and you’re not being aggressive enough.”

With no response to that, she went on another tack. “But since you can’t get my boobs to leak, why don’t you aim a little lower? There’s lots of leaking down there!”

Vel stood up briefly and wiggled further out of her Catwoman suit, until only pieces of her costume on her arms, legs and head remained. All of her hair now fell free, except for some still under the Catwoman hood. This paradoxically made her look even more like Cheese. In the dim light, her skin was pale enough to pass for Cheese’s alabaster skin as well.

If Shawn was really alert, he would have noticed she had brown eyes instead of Cheese’s green, or he could have realized that Cheese’s trademark long strand of teased hair was missing, but he was anything but alert.

Shawn began stroking his hand over her stomach, going steadily lower and lower. Even her stomach was a turn-on: it was perfectly formed, like a statue of a Greek goddess. Shawn loved the feel of the tiny, invisible hairs that covered it.

Meanwhile, she placed a hand on his penis and stroked. “Why don’t you suck on my clit instead?” she suggested enthusiastically. “Put your tongue in my pussy. Lick my hairy pussy until I cum! Since you’re a tiger, bite me! Bite down on my clit! Make me cry your name, scream your name, at the top of my lungs!”

She been trying to talk in a sexy whisper to sound more like Cheese, even if she couldn’t imitate the scratchy aspect of her friend’s voice. But her voice was becoming more Vel-like every minute. Luckily Shawn didn’t notice that either.

Shawn put his hand on her clit and began rubbing it. His mouth followed his other hand, slowly kissing his way down her stomach until he was at the top of her bush.

She continued to enthuse, “Just like that! Yes! Lower! Bite my clit! Do me! Get nasty!”

But he stopped and pulled away from her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, as she tried to push him back. She grabbed at his penis with both hands and rubbed it more furiously, hoping to goad him back into action. “Don’t stop! It’s just getting really good!”

“I just remembered the boundaries. We’re going too far! I’m getting so horny, especially with the way you’re talking, that if I go down on you now I don’t think I’m going to want to stop at all! And frankly Cheese, I’m surprised at you. You’re just egging me on and on. It doesn’t seem like you want to stop either. One of us has to have some control. What about my mom who’s also your best friend? Don’t you want to respect her rules at least somewhat? I just can’t do this to her. Not now. It feels like cheating.”

“Oh Shawn! That’s so sweet!” She leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. Her hands kept working on his penis despite his comments.

“You see?” he said, pulling away, but only after enjoying a good, long kiss, “You’re doing it again! We’re not supposed to do that either. Mom doesn’t like people to kiss.

“My head was all fogged up a bit before. I’m still drunk, and you’re obviously more than a little tipsy. So let’s just chalk this one up to us not being totally with it. I’ve got to go pee again. When I get back, it would be better if I come back to an empty room, ‘cos I don’t know how much more temptation I can take. I mean, Jesus Christ! I must be an idiot for not fucking you right now. You’re so insanely beautiful!”

Her hands flew back to his penis. “Can’t I just jack you off? Can’t we do that first?”

He noted the curious word “first,” but replied, “I’d love to, but I have to pee so bad. And things are spinning out of control. It’s good we stop.”

His words sobered her. She even let go of his penis. “Okay, you’re right. Let’s just forget this ever happened, okay? No need to mention it to anyone?”

He nodded, and said, “We’ll have other chances soon, I’m sure.”

She cried, “At least touch my clit!” She touched it herself, and her whole body shook violently, like she was being rattled around on an amusement park ride. Shawn stood gaping as he watched her cum.

He groaned. “Dear God!” He hurried off to the bathroom. After he peed, he jacked himself off so he would be more rational and self-controlled if she was still in the room when he got back. It didn’t take long at all to get off. He shot his seed into the toilet as he replayed the image of her shaking wildly, flooding her wet thighs with even more creamy juices.

As Vel began pulling up her Catwoman costume over her legs, she thought, What an amazing son I have! Tempted beyond all reasonable expectations, and the only thing he could think of was me, not Cheese, and respecting the promise he made to me! I’m so happy, I could cry! Here I’ve been acting like a total slut, even though a lot of it was the alcohol tonight, and I haven’t been listening to my own advice. Enough! I’m not going to make this kind of mistake again. I’ll be a mother he can be proud of! Cocksucking, yes, but nothing more.

After a pause, her mind began working in a different direction. Even though … the idea of him milking my tits until I lactate is so hot! Oh God, I gotta get out of here before he comes back in the room!

CHAPTER 6

Everybody woke up late Sunday morning. Nobody made it to church, and in fact Shawn didn’t even wake up until noon. Everyone felt woozy upon waking, and Shawn and Joanna had full-blown hangovers. But after showers and a nice brunch, they felt much better.

Nobody really said anything about the party, and when questions were asked, for instance by Joanna who had slept through most everything, few were answered. Cheese in particular desperately wanted to know what happened between Shawn and Vel the night before. But Shawn had virtually no recollection of that part of the evening, and only a bit more of what happened between him and “Elle.” He thought it best not to mention “Elle” to anyone at all. He kicked himself for not having any contact information for her.

Vel remembered full well what happened, but the only clue she gave to Cheese was a stern lecture on the importance of maintaining boundaries. Cheese overheard Vel mumbling, “It was the alcohol, I swear. That was so close. I’m teetotalling from now on!”

From that, Cheese guessed something physical must have happened to make Vel feel guilty, but not too much. She speculated, Had they had actual sex, knowing Vel and how she’s been acting just under the surface lately, I would half expect her to totally snap and instantly turn into a wanton, incest-loving slut. Either that or she’d be way more upset.

I can just picture her right now, naked on the couch with her feet up around her head, rubbing her pussy, and just begging Shawn to fuck her like an animal! And then we could all take turns with her. I could be licking her out while Shawn slams into me doggy style. But noooOOOoooo, she just sits in the kitchen making orange juice. Such a shame and a waste of her body. Oh well. It’s just a matter of time. I just have to keep pushing and scheming like I did last night. If only there were more costume parties!

Cheese was remarkably accurate in guessing just how close Vel was to completely snapping and giving in utterly to her desires. But Vel’s close brush was an epiphany of sorts. She no longer had an overwhelming desire to be fucked, at least for the moment.

She thought, If Shawn could show that much respect and control for my wishes, I have to try and do the same. I haven’t been helping him enough lately too - I’ve been doing everything wrong. I have to focus on a simple task - stimulating his penis. I’m going to suck his cock every day until it plain falls off. I’m going to forget completely about fucking and focus entirely on cocksucking. I’m going to be the best cocksucker there ever was! That way, we can both have fun, and at the same time Shawn will respect me for following my own boundaries.

Vel was ready to launch into her new cocksucking campaign right away, but the moment wasn’t right. Everyone, including her, was groggy and barely functional. The whole gang including Hui Shan hung out eating a lazy brunch and reading different sections of the newspaper for the next couple of hours.

Around three o’clock, Shawn left with some friends for the beach. He went to the beach at least once a week since they lived less than a mile from a great beach, but lately he hadn’t been going so much, or spending time with his friends. He thought it was time to fix that. He left without even having cum once all day. He knew he’d end up well below six for the day, but figured he could use the break.

Shawn had a pretty ordinary beach trip, reminding him of his pre-sexual days. But there was one sexual surprise: not long after he got there, he ran into both Joanna and Sera, who were walking together down the boardwalk. He guessed that Joanna had overheard him talking on the phone with his friends, and so knew which beach to go to in order to find him. But he was quite surprised to see her doing something social and of her own free will with “evil” Sera.

Together, the two girls made quite a sight walking down the boardwalk. Sera didn’t have her hair in a ponytail as she usually did. Shawn thought it looked good this way and wondered why she didn’t let her long hair flow down more often. He was surprised to notice just how tall Sera was. He figured she was only about two inches short of his sister’s 5 foot 11. The two of them looked even taller because both were wearing high heels. It was a bizarre thing to wear to the beach, even if they were still walking on a concrete boardwalk. He also thought it interesting that, while he considered his sister quite tanned, with naturally dark skin like his own, she seemed nearly pale compared to the deep golden brown tan Sera had.

Shawn could tell the two girls were in a mood to play with him - the high heels were certainly a sign of that. They even “accidentally” stood so close to each other that their tits touched and then rubbed against each other briefly.

But any sexual hopes they had were dashed, owing to the fact that Shawn was there with three other guys. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t figure out how to get away without causing suspicions, or having his bored friends want to come with him. One friend there was his close buddy Sean, the same friend he’d left stranded at Baskin Robbins to run off with Sera.

Sean was as infatuated with Sera as ever, even though she apparently failed to recognize him. He was in complete awe when Sera walked up to Shawn and appeared to flirt with him. For Sera to speak to any guy outside her exclusive clique was considered a high honor at the school.

The two girls hung out for a while casually talking to Shawn. Sean and Shawn’s other friends were too shy to say more than “hi” when introduced, and could do little better then stop themselves from openly drooling.

His other two friends were nearly as wowed by Joanna as they were by Sera. Even though her one-pieced bathing suit was much less revealing than Sera’s two-piece, it was way more revealing than the kind of clothes she still typically wore in public. She never wore anything revealing in public, except for the required cheerleading outfit. Everyone outside of a few cheerleaders still thought she was as goody-goody as can be.

Once the two girls left, Shawn’s other two friends started to say things like, “Holy shit, which one is more fuckable?” until Sean pointed out that the brunette was Shawn’s sister. That shut them up, but Shawn could tell that their estimation of him instantly doubled, if only for being on speaking terms with Sera.

As happened nearly every day now, Shawn thought to himself about the irony of his situation. My friends don’t even know I’ve kissed a woman. If only they knew what I do with these two women in private! Sean would probably have a heart attack and die if Sera even hugged him. I should ask Sera to give him a charity fuck. That would be the highlight of his life.

When Shawn got back just before dinner, he was in need of some “servicing.” Given that Joanna hadn’t made it back from the beach yet and Cheese wasn’t over, his choice was easy: Vel.

All he had to say was, “Hey mom, I could really use some of your special help,” and they were off to his room in a flash.

Shawn sat on the edge of his bed and Vel knelt below him on the floor. She gave him a very pleasant cocksucking. As she sucked, he said, “You know what, Mom? I have to confess something. I was with a very beautiful woman last night, at the party.”

Vel froze, afraid that she’d been found out.

But he continued, “Her name was Elle. She was amazing. I mean, really truly amazing. But you know what? She wasn’t as beautiful as you.”

Vel’s heart melted with relief and delight. Oh God! What if he knew? I haven’t even been thinking about that, and I’m not going to think about it now. What’s important is that he DOESN’T know, and no one will ever know. Not only that, but he says I’m beautiful! What a wonderful son! She stopped sucking and reverted to jacking him off so she could look up and hear more about this Elle.

She asked, “What did you do with her? Tell me all about it. Tell me all about the hot, nasty things you did to her. Did you fuck her? Did you put her in her place? Did you pound her into submission with your big pussy-tamer?”

“Whoa, Mom.” He was surprised with her language and attitude. “To be honest, I can’t remember much. I was too drunk. I do remember fucking her. But it’s all a blur. I don’t think I was very good.”

“Nonsense! You fucked her good. I just know it. Mommy’s so proud of her big, strapping son. Such a good fucker. I’ll bet you flooded her pussy with cum. But did you take precautions? You’re so potent, that could be a problem. Are you going to see her again?”

“I don’t remember. And I don’t have any way to contact her. That really sucks.”

“Speaking of sucking, you need to be rewarded for some excellent fucking.” She swallowed his penis again.

She was secretly relieved. As much as I love to hear my son is fucking and is no longer a virgin, and as much as I love to hear about his sexual prowess, I don’t want to compete with this Elle. She sounds like some hot young vixen. If he fucks someone, he should fuck him mommy! … No, I didn’t say that. I’m gonna satisfy him just with my mouth so he won’t want anyone else. He’s fucking his mommy’s mouth!

Shawn was keeping his room ventilated now, so Vel had been relatively calm. But after this talk of Elle, she redoubled her efforts. Once more, she moaned: “Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm…. MMMM! MMMM! … Mmmm…”

When it was over, he compared the “before” and “after” and decided that a little more out of control enthusiasm would be pretty nice. He resolved to keep the air in his room mostly clean since he’d promised to do so already, but leave enough of a cum smell to be noticeable. Actually, that’s the way it had been for weeks, since he’d been cumming in his bed so often. He decided that by returning it to that condition he wasn’t really violating his promise to Vel to air out the room.

CHAPTER 7

That evening, Cheese came back over to hang out. One moment later struck out in Shawn’s mind. He was sitting in the living room with Cheese and Joanna, checking to see if anything was good on TV. Vel was getting something in the kitchen when Cheese asked Joanna, “Did you have a chance to help Shawn today?” She licked her lips in a seductive way to indicate she was referring to Shawn’s “treatment” even as Shawn watched from a few feet away.

“Nope,” replied Joanna. “Not yet.” She started rubbing her tongue around her lips in return. “How about you?”

“Mmmm hmm!” Cheese answered. Cheese had given Shawn a blow job shortly after she came over when dinner was finished. She spent over half an hour licking and sucking every possible way, including more practice with deep throating. Cheese had taken to heart Shawn’s complaint from when he thought he was talking to Elle that she didn’t let him touch her enough. So she’d let him explore her ass while she sucked.

“Lucky you,” Joanna replied. Just like Cheese, Joanna wore a strapless dress. Looking back and forth at their faces, it was easy to forget they wore any clothes at all.

“Oh, but Vel had a nice suck before dinner, so that means it’s your turn next. That makes you the lucky one!” Cheese then mumbled instead of using words because she was continuing and even increasing her tongue action. Joanna didn’t stop her lewd tongue movements either.

From Shawn’s point of view, sitting between them, it appeared that Joanna and Cheese were mimicking the actions of French kissing each other, though of course there was no actual touching since the two females were a good ten feet from each other. But it appeared they were getting really into it and completely ignoring Shawn. Both also stuck their tongues far out and repeatedly brought them back in, as if licking imaginary penises.

Finally, after nearly a minute of this, Hui Shan got up from sitting by the TV, and the two of them stopped. Like the time Shawn saw them French kiss each other a few days ago, he was confused.

Are they teasing me? Trying to turn me on? They certainly succeeded in that! Are they just having fun describe how they’re “helping me out” or are they even having some kind of competition? Or is there something sexual happening between those two?

The four of them continued to watch TV for the rest of the evening. The females were fairly thoroughly dressed, at least by recent standards. The only major difference from the way things used to be was that everyone knew Joanna would be sucking Shawn off later, and Cheese at least wasn’t shy about openly acknowledging that fact. For instance, during a commercial break, she said to Vel, “Would you have some kind of snack to eat, like ice cream? Not all of us are lucky enough to have Shawn’s cock on the menu later tonight.”

Vel protested, “Cheese! Please. That’s so improper.”

Cheese purposely played dumb and pretended it was just one word that offended Vel. “Oh, I’m sorry. I should refer to it as a penis, not a cock. I always forget. I meant to say that unfortunately only Joanna is on the on-deck circle to get a swing from Shawn’s big bat.”

She turned to Shawn. “Although, Sweetie, aren’t you still a long way from six times today? Couldn’t you use some more help? Is one tongue at a time enough to get you off, or would you like two?”

Vel was quick to say, “Cheese, stop that. Really! We’re trying to watch the TV.”

“It’s a commercial, Vel. Don’t you think that if Shawn needs two tongues at once, we should oblige?”

“That’s very unseemly. Cocksucking, I mean, uh, pleasuring his penis, is a very private matter. And although his penis is a tough beast to tame, I’ve always managed with just my one tongue, thank you very much.”

Cheese was always looking for opportunities to bring mentions of Shawn’s penis, hand jobs, and/or blow jobs into their normal conversations. Just a few such references had a powerful effect on Shawn and he needed Joanna’s assistance sooner than he’d anticipated. Joanna was so excited that she dragged him to the den, a family office that shared a wall with the kitchen.

While they were gone, Cheese and Vel had a talk next door in the kitchen. Cheese chastised her best friend for treating Joanna so harshly for giving Shawn a blow job the other day when “she was only trying to help out.” She pointed out the Vel how hypocritical it was to punish Joanna for doing the same thing Vel had been doing, and what Joanna now openly did.

Vel apologized, but told Cheese that she still preferred having authority over when Cheese helped Shawn out, for fear of losing control.

As they were talking, the two of them became aware that some of the walls in the house weren’t very thick. They stood in the kitchen, and could clearly hear what sounded like slurping sounds coming from the den.

The sounds bothered Vel. At first she wasn’t she what she was hearing. But then the moans, grunts, and slurps grew louder and louder. She tried to push the sounds away and focus all her attention on what Cheese was saying.

Cheese conceded it wasn’t such a bad idea if Vel had to give permission first before Joanna helped Shawn out, but said grounding her for a week on top of it was too harsh.

Vel was about to launch into a defense of her actions when she heard Shawn shout out, “Oh fuck yeah! Like that, Sis! I’m in heaven!”

Vel’s mouth froze and her eyes glazed over. She spaced out, thinking intently about what was happening in the next room. After a prolonged pause, she snapped to, and said, “Uh, where was I?”

Cheese tried to stifle a chuckle. “Pretty thin walls, hunh?”

Vel blushed. “Yeah. Next time I’m going to have to insist they go to his room. … What was I saying? Oh yeah. The reason that I…”

“FUCK!” Shawn yelled, interrupting Vel again. “Sister, holy fuck! Where the hell did you learn that? Dang! … Do that some more!” The slurping sounds grew louder. Vel felt as if the penis licking was happening mere inches from her face but she was mad with frustration that in fact there was no penis there to lick.

Vel reflexively brought her hands down to her crotch and just clutched them there. She crossed her legs too. She looked very much like someone who urgently had to pee. Her eyes glazed over again as she got lost in the sounds of the sucking, but she slowly drew back to Cheese. “Hunh? We were talking about… Oh yes. Punishment for Joanna.”

“Sister! Please! You never did THAT before. Stop for a sec or I’m going to lose it!”

“Oh, Brother! God, I love you! BIG Brother! I love this. Let me suck it! Give it to me! Mmmm.”

“You think YOU love it? This is the best! You are SUCH a good cocksucker!”

“How about this spot here? … Mmmm. Yum.”

“YES! Right there! Fuck!”

Vel grew both huffy and uncertain. “Cheese, what exactly do you think she’s doing in there? He’s never that vocal with me. Do you think she knows some techniques I don’t? I thought I was doing pretty good.”

“What about the grounding?” Cheese asked. “Please explain why you have to ground her. I just don’t think it’s fair.”

“Screw the grounding! She doesn’t need… Look. Fine. No grounding. But I can’t believe what my children are doing to each other. Let’s get out of here. Let’s go outside. I need some air!”

So Vel canceled the grounding. Vel hated punishing her children and had always kept them in line through love, guilt, and disappointment if they did badly. Punishments weren’t really her style.

A few minutes later, after the blow job was done, Joanna came out to the back patio where Cheese and Vel were sitting in the cool night air. When Vel was looking away, Cheese winked at Joanna and Joanna winked back. Joanna went a step further and stuck out her tongue, proudly showing off a gob of Shawn’s seed resting right on the tip.

Cheese opened her mouth in surprise and then gave Joanna the middle finger. But Vel turned around at that point, and the two of them brought a quick halt to their antics.

Cheese was pleased. She had worked with Joanna to set up the situation so the punishment would be canceled. She’d told Joanna some techniques she didn’t know, and told her to be as loud and vocal as possible while keeping the den door slightly ajar. Then she’d maneuvered Vel to talk in the kitchen. She knew exactly how to push Vel’s buttons.

CHAPTER 8

After everyone else left or went to sleep, Vel came into Shawn’s room for his goodnight kiss. He was still sitting in front of his computer, dressed in a T-shirt and blue jeans. She said, “Tiger, I’m concerned. You’ve only ‘done your thing’ four times today. What would nurse Caelist think? I know you need a break, but can’t you at least get it up to five?”

“Sorry, Mom, I’m really pooped. I’ll make it up later.”

“Shawn Evan Chen. Don’t shirk your responsibilities. I insist this tuck in include another blow job, and that’s final.”

“Well, I don’t know. For one thing, I don’t think I could get it up if I wanted to. In any case, mentally I’ve had enough today.”

“Tiger, it’s my responsibility to make sure you don’t fall off track. Sometimes you have to push yourself. What will it take? What do I have to do to squeeze one more load out of you?”

“Well, for one thing, Mom, it goes without saying you should take your clothes off.” Vel was dressed in another revealing nightie. “Then come sit on my lap and let me ‘get your attention.’ Then maybe, maaaaybe, I’ll be up for another time.”

She sighed. “Well, alright. But just remember I’m doing this for your own good.” She was out of the flimsy nightie in seconds, and asked, “How would you like me to sit?”

“Here. Put both feet up on the chair, on either side of my legs. That way you’ll be close enough so I can easily reach your ass.”

She got up on the chair as he requested, but she complained, “But look. That puts my pussy practically right where your penis is. We can’t have that.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep it in my pants.” He reached around and started groping her butt.

“We can’t have that either! If your penis gets hard, you have to let it out. I don’t want you to suffer on my account. Pick a different position.”

“I’ll endure just this once. Here. I’ll keep it in my underwear.” He unzipped his jeans, and left his penis poking through the fly, but restrained by the underwear.

She leaned forward so her boobs fell into his face. “And look at this. I can’t help but fall forward, and now my breasts are practically smothering you.”

He couldn’t help but smile. “I’ll try to endure that too.”

“That’s not the point! This isn’t really a proper position for a mother to sit in, don’t you think? I mean, do you think Sean’s mother kisses him goodnight like this? Or Peter’s?”

Before he could answer, Vel yelled out, “Good Lord!” She cried out because Shawn stuck a finger deep into her anus. “Not that, Tiger! You’re embarrassing me! Not up the butt.”

He stopped, but she reached back, grabbed his wrist, and forced his hand to keep thrusting in and out of her asshole.

Encouraged, he quickly followed that with a hand on one of her tits, and vigorously groped. He brought the nipple to his mouth and sucked, while his finger rhythmically probed her asshole. Vel’s forward swept hair flew into his face as she started rocking. He couldn’t see much, but he didn’t care - everything felt fantastic.

But apparently the nipple sucking was too much of a boundary violation for Vel. She cried out, “No, Tiger! Stop that right now!”

He came to a complete stop immediately and looked up as if awaiting further orders.

Vel was chagrined, and had to stop her own rocking. She waited a few moments, but his hands failed to resume movement at all.

She stopped with her body closely pressed up against him, which meant his penis lay nearly directly over her pussy lips. Copious amounts of pre-cum had soaked his underwear, so she could feel a wet slickness right up against her opening. She placed her faith in his underwear holding on to keep his penis back.

Finally she said, “You don’t have to always take me so damned literally. Sometimes when a woman says stop, she really doesn’t mean it exactly.”

He resumed sawing into her asshole, and groping at her tit. She returned to her rocking. Shawn’s turgid penis was somehow still miraculously held back by his underwear, but she delighted in rubbing her hairy bush against it with every forward thrust of her body. With each thrust now, she tried to linger pressed against him as long as she could. She squirmed around a bit until her pussy lips found his penis head. Between his fluids and hers, his underwear was so wet around his penis that it was practically see-through. They were increasingly skating on thin ice.

He asked her, casually, “How do I know when a ’no’ means a ’no,’ and when a ’no’ means a ‘yes?’”

“That’ll come with practice, Tiger. Generally assume a ’no’ means ‘yes’ and keep pushing. Sometimes then a sincere ’no’ will become a ‘yes.’ Just walk all over the woman. Be a real man. Force her to do what you want. Bend her to your will!”

He’d resumed sucking a nipple, but stopped to say, “Okay.” He reached down and pulled his penis free from his underwear.

Vel could immediately feel the difference of real skin on skin the next time she rocked forward. She felt her pussy lips touch his penis, and it hit her like a bolt of lightning. She could feel her pussy open and her labia’s almost wrap around the sides of Shawn’s shaft. Her pussy lips felt a thousand times more sensitive than her normal lips. She was leaking like a faucet, almost drooling like the way she would when giving a good blow job.

She was gripped by the idea of just how easy it would be to slide Shawn’s penis right in. I wouldn’t even have to make it obvious and use my hands. If I position myself right, the pussy lips will grasp his penis and the underwear will get pulled off as he slides on in. We’re supposed to be helping him in a way that doesn’t chafe or abuse his penis. Isn’t the best way to stimulate him with my pussy? It’s so natural. So close. I’d just be following doctor’s orders. All I have to do is move myself just a little bit…

Suddenly she shouted, “No, Tiger, no! I didn’t mean me, now. I was speaking in general! Please don’t! You might just rock your penis right into my pussy! And then we’d be fucking!”

Shawn had more than half a mind to do just that. Perhaps sensing that mood, she pulled back and hopped off of him. “Tiger, really. I’m your mother. Boundaries! Anyways, this is supposed to be about a blow job.”

She dropped to her knees. Shawn nearly shot his wad just seeing her there, deliberately wiggling her tits and ass at him from between his legs. But what turned him on the most was an almost wicked expression on her face as she looked up at him.

She cradled his penis in her hands, and said, “Technically, I shouldn’t be allowing you to touch such private places at all. You’ve already thoroughly gotten my attention, for one thing! But I’ll let you keep doing what you were doing, this time. If you want.”

Shawn wasn’t able to keep sucking at her nipples from the new position, but he leaned forward and played with her tits and ass while she sucked. He roamed his hands all over her body - everywhere but her pussy. He thought, I own your body now, Mom. I own it. Every inch of it but one spot, and that will come in time.

Shawn’s balls tightened. Vel pulled back a few inches and opened her mouth wide. With her fingers wrapped around his penis, she made sure his ropes of cum made the short distance into his mouth. Then she closed the distance and sucked and teased his penis in every way to get every last drop out that she could. She finally finished up with a thorough licking, a complete cleaning of his crotch.

He sat back and lazily stroked her butt while she finished licking his flaccid penis. Five times a day. That’s pretty decent. After all, I’ve been doing seven in recent days. What’s even better is how happy Mom is these days, giving me blow jobs so freely and happily, not to mention so well. And now she’s letting me play with her ass. What a fine ass it is. I wonder what it would be like to fuck it. Nah. That’s gross. But stroking it like this is so excellent. I could do this all day. Especially when I poke a finger around her anus. That always gets a good reaction. I wonder what her reaction would be if I put a finger in her other hole…

“Shawn! What are you doing?” His thumb was now opening her pussy lips as an index finger kept going in her anus.

He removed the thumb. “Oh, sorry. I was just…”

Vel hopped off of him. “Mommy has to go! She has to take care of … some things!” She ran off naked to masturbate in her room. In her rush to leave she left her nightie on the floor.

Later as he drifted off to sleep, he recalled his mother’s words: “Just walk all over the woman. Be a real man. Force her to do what you want. Bend her to your will!” That’s what I need to learn how to do. I need to get more aggressive. I could totally be fucking Mom if I just had some fucking guts. I think she secretly wants it. Didn’t Cheese suggest that Mom secretly wants it? I kind of remember that from last night. But if I hear “no,” I really believe “no.” Especially from her. … And if she really wants it, then why did she leave all of the sudden?

Fuck. She’s such a cocktease. … You know, if I had more guts, I’d be in everybody’s pants already. Enough of these blow jobs. I want to fuck you, Mom! And Cheese, too! And Hui Shan! Just like I’m fucking Joanna, I’m going to fuck you all!

CHAPTER 9 (Monday, Nov. 4)

Monday brought a new school week, and an unusual week for Shawn. The tennis team he was on was having a big competition. They were having a round-robin tournament amongst themselves, which meant that every day each player would play three matches. It was less a test to see who was best and more a test of endurance. The matches began at the start of the sixth period and would run at least an hour after school, sometimes more.

On top of that, Shawn had a good amount of homework to do, especially since he’d been falling behind. So Shawn doubted that very much sexual would happen to him. He thought that if he could just maintain his six times a day average, he’d be doing very well.

He did have some plans to inspire him, though. Now that Cheese had talked Vel out of grounding Joanna, he and Joanna could go to Kim’s house for their “S Club meetings” on Monday and Thursday as they’d done several times already.

On Friday he had another medical appointment with Caelist. Given how the latest one had gone, he was looking forward to more of a fuck session than an appointment. His goal was to just endure and survive the week. The Caelist appointment would hopefully be a reward at the end for all his efforts, assuming he wouldn’t be too wiped out to enjoy it.

Sunday had been a relaxing day, so he was well rested, and his penis was in good shape. Vel, Cheese, Joanna, Hui Shan, Kim, and Peggy all knew about his tennis competition and were trying to adjust accordingly. For instance, Kim and Joanna planned to go ahead without him immediately after school and assume that he would show up to the “S Club” ménage a trois once his tennis was done. That assumed he wasn’t too tired out. If he was exhausted, they would carry on happily enough without him.

Cheese was frustrated. She though, Because of my “Elle” impersonation on Saturday night, I’m even more ready to have a proper fuck with Shawn. That fuck didn’t really count. The way I look at it, I’m still at zero count. My memory of that is a bit hazy - it seems more like one of my erotic dreams. Lord knows I’ve had enough of those, ever since he started turning into a man.

It’s probably a good thing I don’t remember it too well because my desire is already almost more than I can bear. But it still isn’t time. I have to remain in control of my emotions. For one thing, I shouldn’t fuck up his tennis tournament. That wouldn’t be fair. Once he starts fucking me, he’ll barely have the energy to even walk onto the tennis court. I should wait at least until the weekend. As soon as his tournament is over…. But damn! That hiking trip. If it’s not one thing it’s another! When are we going to fuck?!?

Shawn was distracted in class, as usual, especially his history class with Peggy. Now that he had more sexual experience he didn’t just dream of seeing Peggy naked - he very vividly imagined all kinds of sexual things they could be doing together. Occasionally he looked around the class and marveled in the fact that the other students weren’t all staring at him, since he was practically drooling and cumming in his chair as he fantasized spending time with his teacher.

But the great thing was, as soon as class was over, his fantasies became reality. As usual, Peggy was dressed to the nines, with a business-like dress, fancy stockings, and lacy underwear. Once the last student left, leaving Shawn alone with Peggy, she took her clothes off piece by piece, drawing it out to drive him wild.

Because of his tennis, she said as she stripped, “This week, let me focus on pleasing you. You’ll be able to play better if your penis is well drained before your matches, so you should let me relieve you every single day this week. We don’t want to get into the habit of meeting every single day or people will get suspicious, but we should do it for your tennis games. Then, if you do well enough, I’ll give you a big reward when it’s over, to celebrate your victory.”

Shawn was far from the best player on the tennis team, and knew he had no chance at all of winning the whole tournament. But he also figured, Peggy knows I’m not a great player. I’ll bet her definition of “victory” is pretty generous. As long as I still have a pulse when the tournament is over, she’s gonna give me something good. Maybe she’ll even let me fuck her. I sure could use some more fucking outlets, with all the frustration at home. To fuck Peggy would be so heavenly.

By the time he came up with a semi-coherent answer - “Okay. Twist my arm” - Peggy’s mouth was already around his prick, happily slurping away.

He ended up playing tennis the entire sixth period hour, and then another hour and a half on top of it. There were sixteen players on the team, so he had five days to play the other fifteen players.

When the games were over, he rushed off to Kim’s house directly and showered there. His energy problem was the same as it always was and he really wanted to nap, but he figured he could work in an hour or two of sex and then take a late nap at home before dinner. That’s exactly what he did.

Shawn showed up at Kim’s house at 4:30. Even more time passed when he finished his shower, but he nonetheless wanted to take things slow. He told Kim and Joanna, “I’ve been reading some books on sex, and last time I was too excited to use what I learned. Now I want to try this stuff out. There’s a book that goes on about how awesome tender, slow love is. So that’s what I’d like to try. Did you know a woman is supposed to have seventeen different erogenous zones?”

“Seventeen?” Joanna asked quizzically. “That can’t be right.”

Shawn smiled as he pressed himself down onto her. He pushed his penis straight in. “You’re going to find out. There’s the back of the knees, the earlobes, the armpits…”

“Armpits? No way, Big Full Brother. There’s nothing sexy about that. Oh, God it’s so full! Push!”

“That’s what the book says, Shaved Little Sister. Let’s check it out. But I can’t do two women at once with this. Let me start with one, and then the other. And then once I get the hang, I can get some help, like I’m Santa and I’ve got a sex elf.”

Kim laughed. “I think I know who gets the seventeen zone treatment first, but that’s okay. I’m happy to be a sex elf, if that helps. Looks like you’re getting into the Christmas spirit early.”

“Yeah, they say Christmas starts after Halloween these days. Let’s do just a little bit of this in and out and then move to some slower stuff. Bouncy Little Sister, I like how Kim has you all lubed up and then some before I even arrive.”

“Oh, I am. I’m so fucking ready!” Joanna panted. “Spear me! Fuck with it! Fuck! Fast fuck! Fast fuck!”

Shawn gave his sister a quick but hard and intense five minute fuck and then settled down for a relaxed, “tender love” fuck. Kim watched and masturbated. Sure enough, Joanna discovered erogenous zones she didn’t even knew she had, like the sole of her foot. She really got into having her toes sucked. Shawn made a note to focus on her toes a lot more in the future.

While he waited for his penis to recover, he put his fingers in her pussy and played around inside. Even though she was somewhat sore from the just concluded fuck, she wanted more. He said, “Speaking of zones, let’s not forget the best spot of all. Your G-spot. Right here.” He knew it pretty well on his sister from previous sessions, and had no trouble locating it this time. “I’m gonna get to know this spot so well. I’m going to be a fucking G-spot-ologist.”

She cooed and moaned. She was in seventh heaven.

As they played with each other, Shawn spoke his mind freely. “Little Sis, I have to be honest. I really think you are the best looking girl in school. Screw Sera. I think her tits are fake and probably half of the rest of her is augmented somehow. Your body is so outstanding. You don’t have a single blemish; hardly even a scraped knee. And your face is so pretty. You could be a model. Like a really high paid model. How lucky am I to have such an amazing sister?”

Suddenly he remembered that Kim was in the room, masturbating just a couple feet away from them. He belatedly added, “No offense, Kim. I think you’re very pretty too. But you have to understand that my feelings for my sister are different.”

Kim understood. “No problem. Believe you me, I completely agree. Your sister is hot. She’s on a whole other level than the rest of us, except maybe Sera. Your whole family is remarkably good looking, including you. You Chens must have the most amazing genes.”

Shawn smiled a wry smile, because Kim forgot both he and his sister were adopted.

Joanna finally replied, “You think you’re lucky? How lucky am I to have such an amazing brother?” She gazed into Shawn’s eyes. “I’ve loved you so long. I don’t care if you happen to be my brother. You’re the one that I love.”

“I love you too, Little Sis.” Both of them shed a few tears of happiness even as they continued their gentle foreplay. Shawn was still toying with her G-spot. Kim gave them their space.

They took about half an hour to fuck again, and Shawn’s time was running out. But he was a gentleman and didn’t neglect Kim. He spent the next half hour after that giving the younger cheerleader a slow, exploratory fuck. Just as with Joanna, he made sure to stimulate every single one of the seventeen zones the book described.

But he didn’t neglect some old fashioned fucking as well and he worked up to that as his finale. His thrusts pushed her body along until he literally fucked her off the bed and onto the floor. That didn’t stop them. He kept on going. The force of his thrusts pushed her backwards along the floor until they came to a wall. Joanna thought that was hilarious.

Shawn also remembered his mother’s advice from the night before: Force her to do what you want. Bend her to your will. Since Kim was already so amenable, he practiced that on her.

Shawn was normally a very polite guy. But now he tried just doing what he wanted, and screw seeing if that was okay with the other person. To his surprise he found that Kim seemed to respond positively, getting even more excited when he just flatly told her what to do with her body. It excited him, too. He told her: “Pull your leg up to your chest,” or “Suck my balls,” or “Lick the ass of my little supermodel sis,” and so on, and Kim would do it without question. Before long it seemed she waited expectantly for more orders from him or his sister, as she preferred being told what to do.

He thought back to when he and Joanna thought Kim would blackmail Joanna into being a sex slave. It was obvious now that that wasn’t her nature and she was a submissive type.

Now that he was more comfortable with his new techniques from practicing one on one, Joanna joined in after a while and started practicing with the lesser-known erogenous zones on Kim as well. Kim was so overcome with pleasure she felt like she would die. It seemed as if she was in a sauna where the temperature went up and up until she couldn’t breathe.

At one point, with Shawn sucking her toes while reaching up and tweaking her clit and Joanna licking her neck and twisting her nipples, Kim cried out, “Stop! I can’t take it! I’m burning up like an oven!” But part of Shawn’s new experimental strategy was to just override Kim’s wishes, so they didn’t let up. It was the first time he could recall where he kept going when someone said stop. Kim exploded with the best orgasm she’d ever had.

Now time was really running out, but there was one more thing Shawn wanted to do. He said, “Alright, I’ve pleased you both a lot today, haven’t I?”

Joanna and Kim nodded enthusiastically.

“Right. Good. Well, even though the three of us have been getting to know each other pretty well, there’s one thing we haven’t done that I’d really like done now. Namely, I’ve never had two women suck me off at the same time, and I want you two to be the first.”

Joanna responded jokingly, “Sure, maybe we can help you out. But first I have to ask, what have you done for me lately?”

Kim though didn’t see the joke. She immediately griped, “Girl, what are you talking about? If Shawn gives us a command, we have to obey it immediately. Are you so selfish that you’d put your needs above his? What’s wrong with you?”

“Chill, Kim,” Joanna responded testily. “That was just an attempt at humor, you know, like the Janet Jackson song. The way Shawn just fucked both of our brains out, I thought it was obvious that ‘what have you done for me lately’ was a joke. I mean, have you ever felt better in your life?”

“Oh. Right. Sorry. But let’s not sit here and gab all day. Look: Shawn wants us to suck him off together and we’re so thoughtless that no one is even holding his penis!” Kim immediately grabbed it and resumed stroking it. “If Shawn says ‘jump’ then our only response should be ‘how high,” right?"

“Of course. You don’t have to tell me that.”

“Then what are you waiting for? His penis needs us, and time is running out.” Kim started tonguing, and Joanna quickly leaned in and followed suit.

As Joanna swirled her tongue around the head of Shawn’s penis and then alternately lightly blew on it, she thought, Geez. What’s with Kim? Those were my lines. She’s trying to be even more ingratiating and eager than I am. She’s been doing it all day long. Well, I’m sorry Kim, but you have to realize that you’re the second fiddle here. Shawn is MY brother. With the modest size of your tits and the slimness of your hips, you’re lucky he fucks you at all. Shawn fucks only the best. As soon as he isn’t around, I’m going to have to make it clear to you that you can’t upstage me. I’m having enough trouble competing at home - I don’t need to compete here as well.

The two of them were having trouble sharing the penis - each wanted too much of it. Joanna opened her eyes, and Kim, somehow sensing that, opened hers and looked at the sister. Joanna shot daggers of anger at Kim.

The younger girl immediately backed off. She mostly retreated to the base of Shawn’s penis, leaving Joanna with the top half where she could deliver more pleasure. Joanna took full advantage, and soon was alternating between licking and sucking his penis head. Shawn lay back on the bed, enjoying things, while he played with a different girl’s tit with each hand.

Joanna thought, as if she could pass a message to Kim telepathically, Now that’s better. We’re happy to have you and use your house, Kim, and I love you dearly, but don’t forget that Shawn wants to fuck me first and last. You’d best be serving not just him, but me too. …. Ah. That’s much better. Joanna was encouraged by Kim’s continued deference to Joanna’s position at the top of Shawn’s penis. Instead of bickering, we should work together to give Shawn the best blow job he’s ever had. Kim was now looking up at Joanna. Go to his balls. Suck his balls.

Joanna motioned downwards with her eyes, and Kim lowered herself until she reached Shawn’s balls. She started sucking on one of his ball sacks, and Joanna gave an approving nod.

Good. Later I’m not only going to have to talk to you about your proper place, but we’re also going to have to work out a nonverbal communication system so we can act as one to please him. He’s spent so much time giving us orgasms today, but Kim is right. It’s us who should put HIS needs first. The more we pleasure him, the more he pleasures us.

Shawn was oblivious to the jockeying for position his request had created; he only knew that he was being given one hell of a blow job. Dang! This is too awesome. I need these dual blow jobs more often. As good as this is, just imagine if this was Vel and Joanna! My sister and mother sucking me off together. I never would have imagined that in a million years and now it may happen. Or Vel and Cheese! What a combo that would be. Or Cheese and Joanna. Or Hui Shan with any of the above. Or, hell, throw in Peggy with anyone. She sucks some serious cock. Peggy and Cheese! Fuck! The two most talented tongues at once. I think I’d die of pure joy with that combo. But this right here is pretty fucking awesome. We’re going to have to do this every time from now on.

When Shawn finally had to cum, Joanna had let Kim migrate back to the tip of his penis, and both of them were working on it. But as he started to spurt, Kim backed off and let Joanna place her mouth over the tip and drink it all in. Joanna was gratified by that, and to show her approval, once her brother had shot all his ropes, she French kissed Kim and pushed much of his cum into Kim’s mouth.

Shawn could well imagine what was going between their cum-filled mouths, and the thought nearly got him hard again. But he was tired, and didn’t stir from his restful pose.

But it was already six o’clock, and time to go. Dinner at the Chen house was usually around 6:30, and Shawn still needed his daily nap. He decided he would tell Vel that he’d have his food heated up after an exceptionally late nap.

As they were getting dressed and cleaned up, Shawn asked, “So, what did you think of the stuff from the book? Is the slow, tender love better than the fast kind?”

Kim answered, “Both are great. It’s like great taste vs. less filling. Why should I have to choose just one? The important thing is that you fuck us every way you can.”

Joanna chimed in. “I agree. You know how to fuck us good, Big Pile-driving Brother. You’re like some kind of master lover twice or three times your age. I don’t think anyone would believe you’ve only been doing this for a couple of weeks! I don’t care how you fuck me, fast or slow, front or back, or whatever, because you know and read my moods so well. Anything you want is good. The important thing is that you keep fucking me.”

Shawn replied modestly, “If you like what I’m doing, don’t thank me, thank the books. Anyone my age could do the same. Between this and the PC muscle control I’ve been working on, it’s all just book learning.”

Kim pointed out, “Yeah, that may be partly true, but how many teenage guys bother to read such a book, or even try to please the woman at all? Guys are such self-centered jerks.” Realizing she was speaking to a guy, she belatedly added, “Um, you excepted maybe. At least you know how to show a woman a good time.”

Shawn laughed. “No worries. I understand what you mean. Guys generally are jerks. I can be a jerk. But I’ve been learning that the more I please a woman, the more powerful my orgasms end up too.”

Joanna, trying to show that she was the more devoted lover, said, “That may be, but from now on Kim and I resolve to think not of our desires and needs, but only of yours. This is no longer the S-Club, the Service Club. It’s the SA-Club. The Service Shawn Club.”

Kim laughed gleefully. “Right! You said it, Sister! Shawn is naturally so good at pleasing us that we have to up the ante to keep up with him. We have to show nothing less than total devotion.”

Shawn laughed them off and made a couple self-deprecating jokes, but secretly he was very pleased with their attitude. He thought, This must be what it’s like to be an Alpha Male gorilla. The Alpha Male gets as many women as he wants. The only difference is the gorilla has to fight off all the other gorillas constantly. Whereas everything is handed to me as if on a platter. I wonder how that happened.

The rest of the evening was fairly uneventful for Shawn. He had a couple of hours of homework to do, so he never got around to asking for more help to reach his daily target. By the time Vel came in to give him a goodnight kiss, he was all but asleep, so she did little more than kiss him on the nose and tuck him in. He ended up with five climaxes for the day.

Joanna on the other hand had a bit more fun. Even though she was sensitive from a good fucking, she still found the energy to help Hui Shan shave her pussy. It had just been shaved the day before yesterday, but Joanna noted, “You can never be too careful about these things.” In fact, they were now shaving each other’s pussies every day almost without fail.

Joanna was feeling highly sexed lately, and if she could only be with Shawn a couple of times a week for the time being, she consoled herself by mutually getting off with Hui Shan.

Joanna also had further chance to note Hui Shan’s “fluid leakage problem.” As Joanna later told Shawn, she discovered that twisting Hui Shan’s nipples also added to Hui Shan’s leakage dilemma, especially since she tweaked one of Hui Shan’s nipples at the same time she fingered Hui Shan’s pussy. Their only problem was they couldn’t make too much noise.

Vel assumed the two girls were spending their time in the bathroom doing “girl stuff” with makeup and what not, so with the doors locked they didn’t have to worry about being found out. But cries of ecstasy could give the game away, so they learned how to climax very quietly.

CHAPTER 10 (Tuesday, Nov. 5)

Shawn woke up a couple of minutes before his alarm clock was supposed to go off, something he often did when he was well rested. For once, he was well rested. He looked over at his clock, and saw that it read 6:54 A.M. Then it occurred to him that the day was a Tuesday. Ah, yes. A Tuesday. Excellent. God, how I love Tuesdays. I wonder what my mom has in store for me today. Just how many abnormality checks am I going to get? This is going to be great, heh-heh-heh.

He rolled over and looked to the other side of his room. There, sitting in front of his computer, was his mother. The shades were drawn, so the light from the computer screen was the only light in the very dim room. But it was enough light for Shawn to clearly see that she was naked except for a pair of panties. Oh yes! he thought with glee. That’s what I’m talking about! Is every Tuesday for the rest of my life going to be like this? Because I certainly would not be complaining if that was the case. No sir! Not at all.

Shawn still hadn’t hit his alarm clock or made any noise to indicate he was awake. Before Vel became aware of him, he wanted to admire the view of his naked mother a little longer, so he kept quiet. I’ll bet she’s here to wake me up with the “cock hungry mother alarm clock” blow job she’s done so very rarely. That would be perfect. But what’s she doing in the meantime? Shawn was able to see more clearly as his eyes adjusted to waking. She’s masturbating, certainly. No surprise there, though I wish I could watch it more often.

Vel was groping a tit with one hand, and had the other hand down the front of her shorts. It didn’t take a genius to know what her fingers were doing down there. He continued thinking, But what is she masturbating to? She is looking at the computer screen. My screen. I hope she isn’t looking at my porn collection. That’s kind of embarrassing, even if we did buy some porn together once. I’ve got all kinds of incestuous stories on there lately.

He strained to read the screen from across the room while being careful not to make any noise to alert her. There was no way he could read any text, but he saw the screen was mostly filled with a picture of a smiling kid wearing a baseball cap. Hey! That’s a picture of me! Let’s see. That would be from four years ago, when I was on that baseball team. We’d just gotten our first digital camera. … Wow, that’s kind of freaky. She is getting off on pictures of me in a baseball uniform from when I was fourteen years old! Did she have the hots for me then? No. Impossible. I guess she just likes a good picture of me.

Vel clicked through several other pictures from a folder Shawn had of some of his favorite digital pictures through the years. She lingered on the ones of him and especially on the ones of him and her together. Then she gave up looking at the screen altogether as she drew closer towards a climax.

He noticed her lean forward towards the computer and check out the time on the screen’s bottom right corner. He closed his eyes again before she could turn his way. Given that it was only a couple of minutes before his alarm was to go off, he knew she would be coming over to him. He was as excited as he could get, knowing what was about to happen. He heard her quiet footsteps and then felt her gently drawing herself up onto his bed. Then there was a click of the sound of his alarm clock alarm being turned off. Shawn’s heart beat louder in anticipation with every passing second.

Vel gingerly and ever so slowly drew his blankets and sheets down. He heard a gasp, and then a whisper: “God it’s so good. So hard! So good! I’m the luckiest mother…” Shawn had been sleeping in the nude for the last several weeks, ever since his sexual awakening. So she didn’t have to worry about removing any pajamas.

Shawn could feel her weight shifting on the bed, until he sensed she was between his legs. And then, finally, incredibly, he felt her hands on his penis. He heard another whisper: “So hard. Always hard. Always. Hard and big.” Then he felt her sink her mouth around his penis.

She didn’t do anything more - she had the penis pointing up with her face at the tip so she could look out over his stomach and watch out for any movement from his face. Clearly she wanted to make sure he was awake before beginning to suck in earnest, just in case he woke with a sudden jerk or yell.

Since he was already awake and loving life, he decided to be a little playful, and spoke before even opening his eyes. “Hmm. What’s that feeling? Something strange. … Why, that must be my new alarm clock! ‘The cock hungry mother’ model! I love that clock!”

He opened his eyes and looked down his body towards his crotch. His mother was looking back up at him, smiling. Her mouth was filled with cock, but she managed to murmur, “Good morning, Tiger! Riiiing! Riiiing!” Then she went after his penis with an abandon.

Shawn sat up and leaned forward so he could stroke her hair while his penis stroked her tonsils. “Good morning, Mom. I love it! To what do I owe this great pleasure? Is it because it’s a Tuesday?”

“Mmm hmm,” she replied without pausing to take the penis from her mouth.

“Awesome! I’m really getting to love Tuesdays. Screw ‘Thank God It’s Friday.’ I much prefer ‘Can You Believe Your Cocksucking, Huge Titted, Fine Assed, Long Legged, Gorgeous Faced, Sexy Mother Is Going to Give You Lots of Blow Jobs Tuesday.’”

She chuckled through her penis-stuffed mouth. She was very proud of her growing cocksucking skills.

“Can I look forward to plenty of abnormality checks today?”

“Mmm hmm.”

“How many, Mom?”

She took the penis out of her mouth long enough to answer, “Your mommy needs your cock, Son. She needs it bad. She’ll suck it as often as you can stand it, and then suck it some more. Not just on Tuesdays. Any time. Always. Forever. She just looooves to suck her little boy’s cum-filled cock! So yummy!”

Then she stuck it back in, and redoubled her efforts. It was as if it was a torture for her to keep the penis out of her mouth to say so many words, and she tried to make up for the lost time. Her hands meanwhile clawed at his hips and stomach as if she were desperately trying to save herself from downing. Once again, she insistently moaned, “mmmm…. mmmm…. MMMM! MMMM! MMMM!”

Soon Shawn went from gently stroking her hair to grabbing her head and holding on for dear life. He was so excited that he hardly lasted five minutes, even with all of his PC muscle control. Vel was very happy though, and shook all over with numerous orgasms of her own. Shawn gave her an especially big load; more than she could swallow. It dribbled down her chin. What she didn’t gobble up she rubbed into her skin like it was facial cream.

When she was done and they calmed down a bit, she said, “Thank you. Mommy thanks you so much for your big load of yummy sperm.”

“No. Wait. I should thank YOU. You were great.”

“That’s nice that you’re so polite, but don’t thank me. It’s your mommy’s duty to suck you off whenever you like it. She wants to be your favorite cocksucking helper. Your mommy thinks your sperm is the greatest drink in the world.”

“Sperm?” He knew that wasn’t the technically correct word.

“Yes. Sperm. Spunk. Semen. Jism. Mommy loves it. So don’t thank her for enjoying it. That’s like giving someone a big bag of money and thanking them for taking it off your hands. Mommy thanks you for sharing it. She doesn’t care what it’s called as long as its exploding all over inside her throat. But enough talk. It’s also Mommy’s duty to clean you off when she spills your precious seed like this. Every drop is precious. Excuse me while Mommy licks your cock clean.”

Sure enough, she thoroughly licked his crotch completely dry (not that there was much of a mess there to begin with, since most of the cum had landed in her mouth).

She cleaned him with her tongue so enthusiastically that soon Shawn was hard again. The cleaning was rapidly becoming another blow job.

But Shawn said, “Uh-oh. We should stop.” He pushed her head away while he still had some self-control. “I have a feeling we could go on like that all day. But I only have an hour to get ready for school, so it’s a tight squeeze to get everything done as it is. Now we’re starting late, so we really gotta rush. Plus, Joanna needs you for breakfast too.”

“Oh pooh,” Vel pouted. “Poop de doo. What a meanie.” She sat up on her knees between his legs so Shawn could have a better view of her. He could see that her panties were literally dripping like a completely drenched towel.

She grabbed her boobs with both hands and played with her nipples. “Are you sure you don’t want to play with Mommy a little more? She likes to play with her son, especially his cock. Isn’t it so delightfully naughty to have Mommy be your little cocksucker?”

Shawn sat up. “I take it you’re finally okay with the word ‘cock’?”

“Well, let’s not give Joanna a potty mouth. But it’s okay if it just between you and me, your little cocksucker mommy.”

“You’re not so little, Mom. Everything about you is big. Big and tall. And soft. And sweet. And perfect. So fucking perfect. So beautiful.”

He ran his hands up and down her arms slowly, and then around her shoulders. Then his hands migrated down to her tits. But to his surprise her hands reached out and grabbed his before he could reach her shapely globes.

She said with a twinkle in her eye, “Boundaries, Tiger, boundaries. You’re right. We can’t allow all this fun to interfere with your school schedule. It’s time for a shower and breakfast. Chop chop!” She pushed him backwards and he stumbled out of bed.

Shawn didn’t understand her shifting red light and green light moods, but he didn’t try to fight it. She totally let me play with her tits last night, and today’s a Tuesday! I should get to do even more. What a drag.

He walked over to his drapes and opened them, letting a flood of light into the room. She walked over next to him before his window, still wearing nothing but panties, and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Now Tiger, remember. When you go down to breakfast, our Angel will be there, so we have to go back to normal. I unfortunately can’t wear clothes as sexily as I’d like, or I’d probably just plain cook breakfast naked, which would be even better. But we have to have boundaries. There’s a time for play, and a time for work. Now’s the time for work. But if at any point you find you can’t stand it, just ‘get my attention,’ if you know what I mean. You know how to do that.”

Shawn placed a hand on her ass cheek and caressed it.

She sighed with deep pleasure, “That’s right. Fondle my ass. Just like that. Then I’ll know your penis needs relief, and you and I will go somewhere for some privacy so I can take care of it. I hope you fondle it a lot today. Your mommy is going to need kneepads because she’s going to be on her knees all day long, sucking your cock into oblivion of pure ecstasy. But now we should get a move on. There is that thing called school. Seven hours where I have to go without you.”

“Ugh. Don’t remind me.” Shawn stood there, as if lost in thought, while his hand continued to roam over both ass cheeks of his mother. He avoided her thighs and crotch mostly because he knew those areas were a swampy jungle of wetness.

The two of them stared out of Shawn’s window at the new day, instead of at each other.

“Hey, Mom,” Shawn eventually said, “I wonder. Do you think anyone can see us from here?”

Shawn’s room was on the second floor, but it looked out over the street. They had a big front yard however, so it was quite a long ways past some trees and a fence before one reached the sidewalk.

Vel was frightened of showing her face, but she put such worries behind her when she mentally repeated Shawn’s comment: “Thrust your chest out and proudly poke your tits high up in the air, because you have nothing to be ashamed about.” She said confidently, “No. We don’t really know too many of our immediate neighbors anyways. If anyone did see, they’d probably just think you’re some guy with his girlfriend.”

“Hmm. You’re right. But what if I AM with my girlfriend?” He leaned towards her, and said more quietly, but playfully, “What if my mother is my girlfriend?”

Vel swooned. “Tiger, please! Don’t say that. You know that’s not true, but it makes me so moist to hear it. It makes me so hot! I’m not your girlfriend! Oh God! The very idea! … I’m, I’m just helping you out. With your medical problem. That’s all.”

Shawn knew that wasn’t true, but he didn’t push it. Instead, he cooed, “If someone looked up here right now, I’m sure they’d think you’re my girlfriend. They’d probably think we’d just been fucking all night long.”

He heard her gasp.

He continued, “You’re so young looking that you could practically pass as a high school student. The only problem is that you’re too gorgeous. You’re much too amazingly, fuckably gorgeous to belong in our high school. Otherwise, I’d say you should come with me to school today. I’d be proud to introduce you to all my friends as my super hot girlfriend. They would positively melt with jealousy and lust.”

“Shawn Chen! Stop that right now!” Vel said with a voice delighted, not angry. “You’re going to make my head swell up like a balloon with all the compliments. And please don’t mention the F word. Between your devilish words and what your hand is doing to my butt, I have half a mind to throw you on your bed and have my way with you, buster.”

The two of them continued to stare out of the window for some more moments while both of them considered that delightful possibility.

Shawn noted how comfortable Vel was with her nakedness. She didn’t seem the slightest bit bothered by the possibility that some neighbor might look up at her. He figured that in fact, it was most likely turning her on even more. He felt he could stand there, naked as the day he was born, staring out the window next to his mother, all day long. But in fact only a couple of minutes passed.

Finally, she asked him, “Am I really that young looking?”

“You are, Mom, you are. It’s like a teenager having a teenager for a mother. But you’re right. We should stop.” He looked at his alarm clock. “Oh shit. Seven fifteen already. This is going to be close. But what a great way to be late.” Shawn hurried over to his dresser so he could pick out some clothes.

Vel sauntered out of the room with a beaming face and a dripping pussy. She purposely slid her slicked legs together after she closed his door and walked down to her room. My son keeps me squishy twenty-four hours a day. That’s no lie. Squish, squish, squish! She rubbed her legs together even more. What a great son. What a great life. Squishy squishy squish.

If she had her way, she would have fallen onto her bed and masturbated the morning away, dreaming of more cocksucking. But she was needed in the kitchen, so she threw on some clothes. However, she purposely didn’t clean her thighs off. So the whole time she cooked breakfast, her juices continued to roll down her legs and drip onto the floor. She loved it.

As Shawn was leaving for school, Vel surprised him again at the door by kissing him on the mouth. She knew it was yet another boundary violation, but she couldn’t resist for one reason: she still had some of his cum in her mouth from the blow job before breakfast. To his great surprise, she fed some of it into his mouth, almost causing him to gag. But it was just a little bit, enough for him to know that she’d been keeping it, savoring it.

In fact, her whole face smelled like his cum. She wasn’t too big on washing her face after getting a facial, either. She dreamed that she could soak in a pool his cum, gulping it down her throat by the glassful.