Out of the blue, Vel asked him, “Tiger, are you okay with this? I’m just thinking that if we’re going to get you to at least seven climaxes today we have to start early.”
Shawn smiled contentedly, like a Cheshire cat. “You know I love it. You’re such a great cocksucker and you cook a great breakfast, too!”
“Thanks. You’re too kind.” She blushed with pride. “Looks like someone likes lingerie.” His mother chuckled as she reached for his shorts and grabbed his newly-erect penis through the fabric.
“I sure do,” Shawn agreed enthusiastically.
Vel reached over and held his exposed penis. “Would you like me to suck you some more, you big, cum-filled boy? Will we ever be able to drain you of cum, even with all of us combined?”
“Thanks, Mom, but that would make it really hard for me to eat breakfast. I can’t even think while you do that, much less eat. Why don’t you just stroke it a little while I finish my food?”
Vel got on her knees below the counter top and tenderly stroked his penis. She knew what he wanted at the moment, which was something low key, so she kept the pace light and slow while he continued to eat.
Shawn rode a pleasant wave of a light buzz. Now this is what I call service, he thought. An excellent breakfast made that much better by some mellow stroking. What more could a kid want in life? He suddenly became very frustrated, almost angry. Aside from wanting to FUCK my MOM! Arrgh! Why did that have to pop in my head again? I can’t think about that, or I’ll go crazy. If she’s content to just suck my cock till the end of time I think I’ll slowly go insane, not getting to do the ultimate deed. Fuck. I just can’t have these thoughts or it becomes ten times worse to bear.
Joanna however, once again felt neglected. I think Mom snapped or something in the past two days. She’s normally so afraid to do anything in public, yet she’s jacking Shawn off in front of others without shame. This morning proves it - she could care less that I’m here, as long as she gets that cock. I literally cannot even imagine how she used to be just weeks ago. Now she just seems so eager to please. Too eager! With the way things are going, Shawn’s gonna be fucking her within days, and then my big brother is gonna totally forget all about fucking his little sister! Fuck that shit! I’m not gonna just sit here and take it lying down. So he’s into lingerie and I don’t have any. Damn again! At least I can put on a robe and get some attention hopefully. You think Shawn would treat his little fuck toy just a little bit better. Grr!
Joanna hurried to her room and changed into a bath robe. When she came back Shawn still ate his breakfast and Vel was still on her knees underneath the breakfast table, happily stroking her son’s rod. Vel thought, Squish, squish, squish. My pussy is so juicy. Always so juicy and wet. I can’t wait to tell Cheese about this later. She’ll think I’m a total slut for sure. And she’d be right! Every time I cum, it’s like I cum twice. Once while pleasing my Tiger, and then a second time hours later telling Cheese about it. Life is so damn good!
Vel looked up from under the table and immediately said to her daughter, “Isn’t that robe a little bit revealing, Angel?” Vel knelt very far forward and her own exposed tits hung nearly to the ground.
“Yeah, I guess it is. I was just inspired by your nightgown. Or lack thereof.” She giggled. The last part was a bit cheeky, but Vel let it slide. “It occurred to me that I could help Shawn out more with visual stimulation, too. We have to keep him hard at all times so there’s more cock to suck. You don’t mind, do you, Bro?”
Shawn had his eyes fixated on Joanna now, especially since he couldn’t really see Vel under the table. “Mind? Of course not. You look great.”
Addressing Vel again, Joanna said, “As for this being revealing, it all depends how you wear it. If I keep the sash closed, then the best I can probably do is expose my tits.” She did so. “But if I open the sash” - she did so as she said the words - “then he can pretty much see full frontal nudity. Especially if I walk over to him and lean over like this.” Again she obeyed her own words. “Brother, it’s like you can practically reach out and touch my cunt, can’t you?”
Shawn started to do so.
But Vel turned her focus from his penis long enough to say, “Joanna, that’s quite enough! Watch your mouth. Please close your robe and finish your breakfast.” Her daughter, in fact, had never used the word cunt before in reference to herself.
“Mom, you’re hardly in a position to complain about my clothing when you’re naked between Shawn’s legs again. I was just hinting he should get my attention, if you know what I mean. You did allow him to do that, you know. Anyways, the important thing is what Shawn thinks about how I’m dressed.”
“I like it,” he answered unsurprisingly. “And by the way, Mom, I’m done with breakfast. Thanks again for the food.”
Joanna sat down at the table across from Shawn, happy to win at least a small victory in being recognized. She kept her tits uncovered by the robe. But her victory was short-lived.
Vel said, “Joanna, we’ll talk about this later. I’m a bit busy as I have to help Shawn out right now. Tiger, since you’re done eating, are you ready for your mother’s lips to lick and suck every inch of your manhood some more?”
“You know I am, Mom. Wow, I wish every morning could be like this. Feeling your sexy and talented tongue on me, Mom, even as I look at your sexy, naked body, Sis. This is living the life of Riley!”
Before Vel launched another oral attack on his penis, she pointed out, “This may be a bit improper and unorthodox for most families, but we have a special situation here. There’s no reason why we can’t have more mornings like this, as long as we all respect the boundaries.” She thought, Angel, you can eat mere food. Mommy’s breakfast is going to be my son’s cum! Every morning, so help me God, I’m gonna bathe my mouth in semen. She laughed to herself as she added, Hell, who needs mouthwash? I want my mouth to smell like my son’s penis, all the time. Wouldn’t it be a hoot if all my friends knew me as “Penis Breath”?
Vel didn’t even bother to ask Joanna not to watch, she was so focused on Shawn’s penis. When she sucked on it, it became her whole world and she could hardly think about or care about anything else. Joanna was a bit mollified by Shawn’s compliment of her sexy body and the fact that he continued to hungrily stare at her during the blow job (it was hard to stare at Vel as she was beneath the table). But just the same, she made a mental point to go out and buy as much lingerie as possible, ASAP. Unfortunately she couldn’t see when she’d have time to do that until next week, because she was grounded.
Shawn knew that Vel was bothered by Joanna’s presence, even though she was so cock-hungry that she couldn’t take her mouth off his penis long enough to talk about it. He also noted that Joanna was aroused and alertly watching, but also uncertain what she could do with herself or how she should act.
Killing two birds with one stone, he said, “Mom, I’m really glad Sis is here, so she can help me stay aroused with vivid imagery”. He needed more inspiration to stay erect the way the galaxy needed more stars, but Vel was too busy sucking to answer in any case. She wasn’t messing around with any light licking at the moment, but seemed intent on sucking his nuts out through his penis.
Turning to his sister, he said, “Tell me something sexy. Tell me about, uh, about the cheerleaders when they shower. What do they look like naked?”
She immediately warmed to the idea, and began enthusiastically, “Well, there’s Hui Shan and her excellent ass. But you know that already. Let’s see. Candice. Now she’s a fine piece of work. Red hair, decent boobs, though not as nice as mine, if I can say so myself. Very pale skin, just like Cheese. But you know all that too. I’ll bet you didn’t know what her pussy looks like, though. Red down there, too; nicely trimmed. Sera is always feeling her up in the shower.”
Shawn hadn’t been paying close attention to her words, due to the sensations caused by his mother’s lips around his penis. But that last sentence caused him to jerk and say, “What?”
Joanna winked at him, and he realized that she would tell any tale that would help get him hard and sound at least vaguely plausible to Vel. Vel meanwhile had stopped, and belatedly looked up to her children to see what was going on.
Shawn patted her on the head and stroked her hair. “It’s okay, Mom. No big deal. Please continue.” She resumed her happy sucking.
Joanna went on to tell more lies about the cheerleaders’ sex lives. She didn’t want to say anything that was actually true for fear of somehow accidentally exposing her or Shawn’s role. In her stories, Sera was always the evil one, molesting the other cheerleaders. (All except Hui Shan and Joanna, that is. They were left out so Vel wouldn’t get too alarmed, if she was paying attention.) The stories were particularly exciting for Shawn, because he knew that while the events hadn’t happened yet, they well might, and he might be involved.
Joanna was in the middle of describing in great detail all the girls except Hui Shan taking a shower together and soaping each other up when Shawn lost control. He let his load rocket into his mother’s mouth. He held her head fast and calmly continued talking to his sister about how he would love to watch them shower. When he was done he calmly pulled his penis from Vel’s mouth with a pop and casually zipped up.
He helped her up off her knees and said, “I think a thank you is definitely in order.”
Vel blushed as the cum dribbled out of the corners of her mouth and said, “Thank you, Son, for letting me suck it.”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” he complained, silently cursing how she was already getting him aroused again, at least mentally. “I meant, I should thank you and Sis for your great efforts and teamwork in helping me out. Thanks.” He gave first his mother a kiss on the cheek (avoiding the cum dripping down her chin), and then a kiss on Joanna’s cheek. Then all three had a big, chaste group hug.
Shawn went to school deeply sexually satisfied. He practically floated through class, with an absent-minded and bemused expression on his face everywhere he went.
His mother was extremely satisfied, too. Her latest philosophy and rationale was that, the more often she drank her son’s cum, the less she’d feel like she missed out on not being fucked by him. She was determined to empty his balls daily, cocksucking as many times a day as she could.
But she was also chagrined at her growing addiction to his semen. This is why I should have been firm with those boundaries, she thought to herself after the kids left for school. The more I have, the more I want. I can hardly wait until he gets home from school already.
And she grew more upset at herself as the day wore on. Shawn says he wants me to retain my dignity, but I’m acting like a willing sex slave. How can I please him and stay dignified at the same time? It’s a lucky thing he’s such a kind boy and doesn’t take more advantage of my desperation to suck. If he only knew how badly I need it. Daily. Hourly. He could get me to do anything! Literally anything! What if he said something like, “Mommy, you’re going to have to go grocery shopping buck naked and with a big dildo up your cunt, or no penis for you today.” I’d have to do it! The idea gets me so squishy!
Joanna, on the other hand, left for school extremely horny and frustrated. She was turned on by Shawn and her constantly naked mother and unable to get any satisfaction from either of them. Vel didn’t realize it, but her seductive moves for Shawn’s benefit had a big effect on Joanna, too. After what happened with Cheese over the weekend, a lesbian relationship with her mother seemed possible, but she didn’t know how to go about it. She wished she could be scheming like Cheese.
After the kids left, Cheese came over to the house. Building on the pleasure of their sunbathing experience the day before, she convinced Vel that the two of them needed to sunbathe in the nude to get rid of their tan lines. The idea was just an excuse since both of them hardly had any tan to begin with, much less tan lines. But Cheese figured that could create a lot of opportunities with Vel as the week went on, especially since they now freely told each other the most intimate details of what they did with Shawn.
Vel could hardly wait to get naked and find some kind of pole or chair edge she could rub her pussy on while she told Cheese all about her morning.
CHAPTER 2
Shawn breezed through his classes, content and able to concentrate. For the first couple of hours in school, he couldn’t get an erection even if he wanted to. Having two blow jobs just before class is just the thing to keep me sexually satisfied until fourth period, he thought. I need that every day.
After fourth period, his teacher Peggy also attacked his shorts with a thirst. She’d given him the most skilled hand jobs and blow jobs of anyone all the past week. But it seemed that a weekend without his penis had greatly whetted her hunger.
Peggy had promised Shawn a special reward if he did well in the tennis tournament from the previous week. Shawn had ended up in the middle rankings, but that was good enough for Peggy. She said, “Shawn, I know just how much you like my deep throating. I’m not so crazy about giving it, but you seem to like that the best of all the things we can do. So, as a reward, this week and this week only I’ll do it as much as you like, whenever you like it. Starting right now.”
As they often did, they got wild right on Peggy’s desk, even though it was still filled with the papers and books from the class Shawn just finished. Peggy lay on her desk and sucked Shawn’s penis from an upside down position. It quickly turned into a joyous deep throat for Shawn.
Peggy stopped for a bit. Shawn thought it was to recover and then resume until she brought him off. But she sat up, straightened out her skirt, and sat back in her chair behind her desk. She looked officious and fiddled with some papers that had managed to remain on the desk. She stared at a piece of paper in front of her and said to him in a dismissive tone, “Thank you, come again.”
Shawn was confused. His penis still hung out of the fly in his shorts as he expectantly waited for the rest of the deep throating. “Peggy, what do you mean?”
“Thank you, come again,” she repeated and rudely waved him off.
“But, Peggy, you were just giving me a…”
She cut him off, and smiled. “Young man, sometimes you have to know when you’re being teased. I’m just yanking your chain.” She giggled as she said in an aside, “Though there are some other things of yours I like to yank more. Of course I’ll finish that off. But it’s no fun having you cum so soon in the lunch break. So I thought we could do some role-playing for a while. As we’ve discovered recently, that’s one thing we both love.”
“Oh. Well. That’s better. But damn, you have my penis crying out for mercy, cutting me off like that! Let’s do something quick so I can get this little guy happy. What kind of role play do you want to do?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t always have to just be me as the teacher and you as the student. Use your imagination. It’s your reward day, so I’ll play any role you like. I’ll even be extra submissive, since I know that secretly delights you, despite your protests to the contrary. Just remember my restriction not to go all the way.”
“Hunh. Okay. Let’s see. We don’t really have any props or costumes except for teaching stuff. Well, you’re still all dressed up, and you’re dressed all fancy, like a bank teller. Why don’t we have you be a banker?”
“Sure. Sounds fun. A bit unconventional, though. I’d like to see how you can turn this into something erotic. You’re in complete charge here, so just tell me what to do and I’ll try to play along.”
“All right.” He looked down at his open shorts. “I guess I should zip up my fly.” He pushed his unsatisfied penis back into his shorts and then walked to the door. Then he turned around and walked back. Peggy still sat behind her desk. He pretended to knock on an imaginary door.
“Come in.”
Shawn walked closer to the desk. Peggy again pretended to read some papers. He said deferentially, “Ah, excuse me, miss.”
She stood up and shook his hand. “My name is Ms. Lee. How may I help you?”
“Uh, hi. My name is Shawn Chen. They say this is where I should come to apply for a $100,000 loan.”
She arched a curious, delicate eyebrow at him, but nodded her understanding. Then she indicated an imaginary chair at the end of her desk. “Yes, that’s right. Please, have a seat. That’s a lot of money.”
Shawn pulled one of the students’ desk chairs over so that it was right in front of Peggy’s and then sat in it. “I realize that. But I assure you that I’m very deserving.”
“We’ll see. Now do you have any proper…”
He interrupted her. “Excuse me. Sorry, but before I go any further, I’d like to know what the interest rate on that loan will be, because I’ve gotten a very good offer from another bank and I’ve almost decided to go with them. I just want to do some price comparisons first.”
Peggy managed to look surprised at this and said, “I assure you that we have the best rates in town. We charge only five percent yearly interest. Not to mention, our service is second-to-none.”
“Five percent? Screw that!,” Shawn scowled. He had no idea if that was a good rate or not, but for the purposes of his drama he wanted it to be bad. “Sorry, but the other bank had a much better offer. Sorry to waste your time. I guess I’ll be going.” He stood up to leave.
Peggy jumped to her feet, too, and held out a hand in supplication. “Wait! Hold on, Mr. Chen. Don’t go.”
Shawn still pretended like he was on the verge of leaving. “Do you have a better offer, Ms. Lee?”
“Uh, no, not per se,” she conceded. Shawn again made to leave and walked closer to the imaginary door. She stood half way out of her chair and exclaimed, “Wait!”
He turned back to the desk. “Look. If you can’t better that offer, why should I stay?”
“We’ll at least match any offer another bank makes, and as I said, we have the best service in town.”
“The other banker I was dealing with was friendly. She was VERY friendly. If you want me to even stay here and talk to you, you’d better take your shirt off right now.”
Peggy pretended great shock, but now she finally saw where he was headed with this. “Excuse me? Did I hear you correctly, Mr. Chen?”
“You did,” Shawn said archly. He regarded her with a severe look of expectation.
“That’s outrageous! I could call security.”
“You could, but there would be no need, because I’m leaving now anyway.”
“Wait! Wait.”
He turned back around and glared at her with folded arms.
“Look. I really need this account, to make my quota. … All right, I’ll do it.” To her surprise, she found herself so caught up in the role that she actually blushed with genuine embarrassment.
He stood and stared as she feigned tremendous reluctance and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Her shamed face and profuse blushing not only made her role that much more convincing, but also got Shawn hard as a steel bar.
Shawn sat down as she finished unbuttoning and then opened her blouse wide. He said, “As I said, the other bank had a very friendly and attractive employee, and she was very, very accommodating to my needs. Take off that bra, by the way.” He openly leered at her chest as it heaved with excitement.
Peggy muttered under her breath as she stripped off her bra, “Linda. Damn her.”
“Oh? You know her? So you must know just how friendly she can be. Nice rack you have there, by the way. She’s a regular office slut. I must say, not only does that bank offer great rates, but the fact that she was jacking me off while she told me about them made them sound that much more appealing.”
“Damn that whore!” Peggy complained. “She always does this. Steals all the customers. Well, look. I said we offer the best service in town here, and I mean it.”
“Okay. Fine.” Shawn stood up and walked around her desk. He brought his desk chair with him and sat on top of it. “Show me what you can do.”
She still acted hesitant. “Wait a second. How do I even know you’re a worthy customer?”
Shawn suddenly thought of something that greatly amused him - a cultural reference that was almost too perfect for the situation. He asked, “Do you know the Bob Dylan album, Bringing It All Back Home?”
“Yeah. What’s that have to do with this?”
“Recall the line: ‘They asked me for some collateral…”
Peggy finished the lyric. “‘And I pulled down my pants.’ Very amusing, Mr. Chen.”
Shawn thought so and laughed out loud. Peggy couldn’t help but laugh some, too.
But then she reverted back to her role. “All right, sir, that’s all well and good, but I’m afraid that here at First Prudential Bank a five-inch penis is not sufficient.”
“Who said anything about five inches? Take a look at this.” He unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the floor. He commanded, “Touch it.”
She hesitantly reached out and barely touched the tip of his thick, eight-inch tool. She acted amazed and a little frightened.
He griped, “What are you waiting for? Grab it. Jack me off. Or I’ll go back to the other bank and have Linda do it. Again.”
She grasped it more firmly and then started to stroke it. Within seconds she had a good rhythm going. “I have to admit, Mr. Chen, this is a more sizable asset than I expected. We just might be able to do business together after all.”
Shawn was beside himself with delight to have her hands back on him after the interruption of the deep throat. “Oh, we’ll be doing business, all right. Take off your skirt and undies and let me see your pussy. But don’t stop stroking for even one second. From now on, if I choose your bank, or even if I don’t, I expect you to jack me off at all times from the instant you see me.”
“Yes, sir. Remember, Mr. Chen, we do promise the best service around. So I suppose it’s only right that I service you.” She stood up and pulled off the rest of her clothes, but she couldn’t take her open blouse the rest of the way off since she had to keep one hand on his penis.
But when she wanted to sit back down, she found that Shawn now occupied her seat. “Sit back down,” he barked. “Sit on my lap.”
“Yes, Mr. Chen.” She sat down towards his knees so she could continue to pump his tool.
Shawn said in a different tone of voice, “Time-out from the fantasy, Peggy. At this point, I’d imagine he’d go on to demand that she sit back and submit to a good fucking. In the story my character is very demanding.”
“I noticed that. I’m all for realistic acting, Shawn, but I’m not going to go that far just for the story! No way, no how.”
“Dang.”
“You’re dangerous, young man. Very dangerous. You’re tempting me. Okay, I’ll tell you what I’ll do. Since it is your reward day, I’ll let you dry-hump me. We’ll pretend we’re fucking, but keep that thing out of my hole. And I’ll only allow it just this once, because even with good intentions accidents can happen. Is that completely clear?”
“Completely. Okay.” He unfortunately knew that when Peggy said “just this once,” she was much more likely to stick to it than his mother would. He resolved to be good and enjoy the dry-hump to its fullest.
He resumed his character’s role. He reached out and groped at her tits. “Ms. Lee, you talk about service. But is your bank willing to go all the way for the customer?”
“Oh yes. We will back you up to the hilt.”
“That’s good to hear, because you’re going to get filled up to the hilt.” He grabbed her and pulled her towards him. She cried out as his penis slid right underneath her pussy lips and kept on going. The warmth of her body around his penis both aroused and frustrated him. As his penis slipped into the cleavage of her ass cheeks, it barely grazed her pussy lips. He could feel her wetness coat the top of his shaft.
She shouted, “Mr. Chen! You’re fucking me!”
“No, you fuck me. I want you to do all the work while I just sit back and enjoy your squeezing vaginal muscles. And, as we know, the customer is always right.”
“Yes, sir. Right away, sir!” Peggy grabbed his shoulder with one hand and the chair with the other and slid her pussy back and forth over his penis. His penis and balls were forced down onto the wooden surface of the chair by the weight of her body. Peggy was already wet as a water slide. She slid her body back and forth over the entire length of his penis and repeatedly dragged her pussy lips from the tip of his penis down to the base, where she reached his pubic hair.
It would have been easy as pie for Shawn to reach down with a hand or slightly bend his hips and push his penis into her vagina. But he just wasn’t the kind of person to do that, since he’d made an implicit promise not to. He actually wasn’t that frustrated, since the frustration of not being able to fuck was now an assumed, ever-present constant in his life.
As he humped, he tried to maintain a conversation. “So, Ms. Lee, do you fuck all your customers?”
“No, just the younger, more handsome and aggressive ones.”
“So, does that make you the office slut around here?”
“No, we’re all sluts here. That’s how they pick us. You should see the job interview. A virile man like you, you can take your pick of any employee. Even the owner of this bank, Cheese Tan. She’s very sexy and quite an excellent fuck, I hear. She’s slept her way up the ladder from being a simple teller slut. We’re all promoted mostly based on our fucking skills. I think you really need to fuck her to see just how great this bank is.”
Peggy cleverly knew the mention of fucking Cheese would excite him even further. She assumed Cheese was the one who “helped” him at home. She knowingly winked when she mentioned Cheese’s name.
“Excellent suggestion,” he replied as calmly as he could, though his voice had become very ragged. “Next time I come in here, I want a naked meeting with you and Cheese; both of you lubed up and ready to go. I’m gonna fuck her just like I’m fucking you right now. I’m gonna fuck you both at once!”
“Yes, sir!”
While the fantasy excited him, the dry-hump excited him far more intensely. In fact, it was so exciting that he ejaculated well before he normally would have. Peggy had only slid back and forth over him a handful of times when he shot his first slug of sperm between her ass cheeks. By the time he said “I’m losing it!” he already started to shoot off.
“Oh shit!” Peggy shrieked as she realized delicious cum was being needlessly wasted. With lightning speed she flew back and dropped to the floor so she could drink up as much cum as she could get. Her athletic skills came in handy because she made a difficult transition and got her mouth over the penis in time to get almost all of his ropes.
Shawn mentally kicked himself for prematurely ejaculating, but Peggy took it in good stride. She came up from his lap and said, “Looks like you’re a very eager customer, Mr. Chen.”
“I was a little too eager. Get back down there and clean me off.”
“Yes, sir.” As she resumed the cocksucking position she asked, “So will you be using our services here at First Prudential?”
“Oh yes, I will be using your services. Frequently. I’ll be making many deposits here, if you catch my drift.”
She pretended to sigh. “I do. I suppose now that you know I’m a slut for big cocks, you’re going to use me at will.”
“Yes. That’s right. But the question is, will I choose your bank for the loan?”
“We’re happy to have your deposits any time, Mr. Chen. They’re so creamy and tasty, and you’re such a good fucker. But don’t tell me you’re going to go with Linda’s bank for the loan! I can’t stand that bitch.” Peggy was confusing borrowing and depositing money, but it didn’t really matter for purposes of the fantasy.
“I’m not sure, to be completely honest. I’ve already banged women at three banks, but there’s still a cute red head at First Mutual down the road I want to try out. Not to mention the buxom blonde over at Wells Fargo. I’m saving her for last.”
“That would be Debbie,” Peggy growled. “She fucks all the customers. Damn.” She squeezed his balls excitedly and swallowed half his penis in her efforts to clean him, but he couldn’t get back up so quickly. She belatedly added, “Whatever bank you pick, Mr. Chen, we appreciate your patronage. And remember our open door - and open legs - policy.” She looked up from her place in his crotch and winked.
While Peggy continued to lick Shawn clean, he stepped out of his role and concluded, “That was really fun, Peggy. A great reward. But I’m bummed out. I didn’t get a chance to get the rest of the deep throat, and now there’s not enough time for another go-round. And it’s not like you let me dry-hump you every day. I blew far too soon.”
Peggy sat up. She looked at the clock. “Don’t worry about it. It was fun. There will be other days where we do things like this, I’m sure. Maybe tomorrow will be one of those days. Maybe not.” She winked playfully. “But we should start cleaning up here. We scattered papers all over the floor from earlier. It’s a complete mess.” She took out the air spray and sprayed the air. They did this every day in an effort to get rid of their sexual smells before the next class began. She didn’t bother to dress just yet. She liked to delay putting her clothes back on as long as possible and knew that pleased Shawn. He did the same for her.
He thought to himself, I wish I could be half as aggressive in real life as I act in these little dramas. Here Peggy all but offers up her pussy to me, and I don’t have one hundredth the balls of the bank customer I played. I’m just too fucking respectful of people’s wishes. Grr. Out loud, he said, “I love these role plays, Peggy. We’ve been doing one just about every day this past week, but I’m not getting tired of them at all.”
“Me neither. I say we keep doing them. Did you just come up with that banker idea off the cuff, or was that something you thought out beforehand?”
“Off the cuff. Because of your clothes, I guess.”
“That was so creative. Channel these creative energies into your class writing some more, young man! … Wouldn’t that be strange if banks were really like that? All the tellers complete sluts? I was surprised at the way you ran with that premise, because, you know, in real life if you ask for a big loan it’s not like they bend over backwards for you. If you’re reputable and put in a lot of money, maybe, but not for a loan.”
“Hmm. Maybe I’ll have to open an account with a lot of money, then. Because I’ve eyed some cute females in some banks around here, and I’d like to see one or two of them ‘bend over backwards’ for me, as you put it.”
Peggy laughed. “You’re too much! Talk about sex on the brain! The trouble is, knowing how you’re exuding sexuality lately, they just might.” The two of them bent down and started to collect all the books and papers that they’d scattered on the floor.
To be continue… will post more at 9.45 need to go shower and do stuff..
CHAPTER 3
Joanna’s cheerleader practice that Monday held quite a few surprises. After two weeks of utter normalcy in cheerleading, Joanna half-figured that the rest of the semester would be like that. But when she arrived at practice, the first surprise was that they would switch practice locations. Instead of practicing outdoors, their head cheerleader Sera announced they would practice inside instead. They went into an abandoned room in a remote part of the school that had once been a theater. It still had a stage, but all the seats were ripped out. The drama club had died out and no one put on plays in the school any more. There was plenty of room for the cheerleaders to move about, but the room was dark and gloomy compared to being outside.
When they all relocated, Sera got up on stage and gave them a speech. “I’m sure you’re all wondering about the move,” Sera said in a loud and decisive voice. “I requested it, for the time being, and I think you’ll soon understand why. I have some news to report that deeply hurts me, and troubles me. I’ve been keeping my ears close to the ground these last two weeks and my worst fear has been confirmed. One of you has been talking and told someone else about the panty punishment I gave Kim and Joanna.” There was a gasp from the other five cheerleaders who stood below the stage. They looked from one to another to see who it might be.
“I happen to know the name of this person,” Sera announced. There were more murmurs in response. “However, I am not ready to say who it is. If this person is going to win back my trust and our trust, it’s important that she confess to us all what she did, take the punishment, and never do it again. Luckily, news hasn’t traveled far. But to tell even one person is too many! I know who your friends are and who you might talk to. If you tell your pet dog even, I have ways of finding out! I’m serious. So someone here needs to confess.”
Whenever Sera’s eyes moved from one person to the next, all the other cheerleaders followed with their eyes and suspected that person was the one, only to have Sera look at someone else. Sera made sure that she looked at the other cheerleaders an equal amount of time. Tension was thick in the air.
Sera went on, “You all know the punishment. The person who confesses has to go without panties for the week, including during the football game itself. If no one confesses, then everyone has to partake in the punishment. So either way you’re going to have the same punishment. But by confessing you’ll save your fellow cheerleaders from being embarrassed and hating you for betraying our squad. Now you can see why we’re in this room for the week. I thought I would be nice and at least give you some privacy in experiencing your punishment for the week before the game.”
In actual fact, Sera made up the whole story. She didn’t know if anyone had said anything, although it was true that she’d snooped around intensely in the past week. She’d had a lot of fun with Kim and Joanna and wanted “the punishment” to happen to someone else, to put more spice back into the cheerleading practices.
Sera considered this a win-win situation, no matter who got “punished.” If someone confessed, then great. If it was Esther or Candice, then all the better, because Sera thought it would be a fun challenge to play around with their reluctant minds and bodies. Hui Shan, Sera knew, would simply accept the punishment with little more than an “M’kay!” and that would pose no challenge whatsoever, even though it would still be quite fun to see the innocent sexpot prance around with black paint on her naked butt. But best of all was if no one confessed. Then everyone would have to go bare-assed together and things would likely get way more sexual very fast.
The cheerleaders continued to look at each other as if they played the kids’ game Murder. They were all extremely nervous. “Does anyone have any questions?” Sera asked. No one asked anything. “Does anyone have any problem with the punishment system?” No one spoke. “If you agree with this punishment, then raise your hand.” To not raise one’s hand might be seen as a sign of guilt. Everyone raised their hands, though reluctantly.
“To the guilty one,” Sera said dramatically and she looked above and past all the cheerleaders, “I will give you until the end of the class period today to come to your senses and confess. I already know who you are, so you will be punished. It’s just a matter of how you want to do it, and how great your punishment will be. The longer you wait, the harder I’m going to make it on you.”
Sera looked down and walked off the stage. She was prepared to start the practice when she realized that one of the cheerleaders had just stepped forward, with head held down and eyes filled with tears of shame and dread. It was Esther, the one cheerleader who had expressed the most reservations about the punishment.
“I-I-I did it,” she muttered and began to cry.
Sera was taken aback. After a week of snooping she was almost certain that no one had talked. But the head cheerleader kept her cool and tried to act as if this was what she expected all along. She immediately rushed to Esther’s side and began to comfort her. “There, there,” she said and gave Esther a shoulder to cry on.
“Esther made a mistake,” Sera said to the others. “But it’s okay because she’s confessed. Let’s not be angry with her. Esther, tell them who you told.”
“My younger sister. I didn’t think she would tell anyone else, I swear!” Esther was so overcome with guilt that she began to shudder from nervousness and fear. She genuinely liked the other girls in the cheerleading squad and didn’t want them to feel upset with her or betrayed. She valued their trust.
“Don’t worry, she didn’t,” Sera answered as she thought quickly about how to run with this unexpected “gift” that Esther had just laid at her feet. “I just knew you told her by the way she looked at me not long after you told her. Your secret is still safe.” Sera surprised even herself at how logical it all sounded. Esther’s sister was a year younger and also in the same high school. Sera did see her around from time to time, so the story was rock solid. She could have seen Esther’s sister and figured it out that way, even though she didn’t, and there was no way the sister could confirm or deny. She was secretly quite pleased at how this all went.
The other cheerleaders took their cue from Sera and for the next few minutes they gathered round Esther and did their best to make her feel better with a group hug. Sera made it clear that Esther would have to go through with the punishment, so all of them did their best to encourage her and get her to buck up.
Finally, Sera said, “Okay, enough of this. We still have to practice, you know. Jo, can you go get our painter and bring him here? We need to start Esther’s punishment right away. Today. And have him bring a razor, too. She needs to be shaved first.”
Joanna was incredulous, not to mention irked to be called “Jo.” Sera had just pretty much given away to the other cheerleaders the identity of who had painted her and Kim. “What makes you think you can just summon him like that? He’s got class to attend. And what makes you think he’s got paint and a razor to do your every whim at a moment’s notice?” Her eyes flashed with anger, which was something to see, because Joanna very rarely got angry. I knew that Sera could pull some pretty risqué and underhanded stunts, but this takes the cake! she thought to herself as she crossed her arms expectantly and glared at the head cheerleader.
Sera replied haughtily, “I don’t know any of that for sure, but I know he’s a very clever guy and he can manage. He can get out of class if need be and he can get the supplies again, if he got them once. And what else are we going to do? I don’t know the first thing about how to do it myself. Anyway, it’s just for a short time on one day. What’s it take? Ten, fifteen minutes?”
As she realized that she was beaten, Joanna went to go find Shawn at the tennis court. Sera started to lead warm-up exercises as Joanna walked out.
Sure enough, Sera was right. Shawn was able to manage. He pretended that another teacher had sent his sister to summon him for something important, and since Shawn had such a good reputation the tennis coach bought the excuse without question, even though he’d pulled a similar stunt recently. Shawn still had the paint supplies in a bag in his locker. He had all his other “just in case” supplies there too, which included a razor.
CHAPTER 4
Joanna led her brother back to the theater. Shawn had never been in the room before, since it was always locked. They had to knock to get in, as Sera was very careful to make sure it always stayed locked. He was surprised there was such a big, unused room in the overcrowded school. Apparently it couldn’t be used as a classroom because the floor sloped so the back seats could be higher than the front seats, when there had been seats. An uneven floor was hardly ideal for cheerleading practice, but Sera figured secrecy was more important and there was the stage, after all.
Practice stopped when Shawn entered the room. The mood changed because everyone was curious about what he’d do. He was briefly introduced to the other cheerleaders, but in fact he knew them all by name already except for Candice and Esther. In fact, he was sexually involved with them all EXCEPT Candice and Esther.
Sera pointed out that Esther was the one he had to paint, so he briefly checked her out. Esther was rather short, but not as short as Kim. She looked like the stereotypical brown-eyed, brown-haired, fair-skinned California cheerleader. Overall she had a nice body, but nothing really stood out. Her boobs were, if anything, average or less than average. But she had very big blue eyes and a really winning smile. She briefly flashed him her smile and acted as if everything was normal, but quickly went back to her worried and nervous mood.
Shawn decided the best way to handle this extremely odd situation was to be quick and business-like. “I can only skip class for a few minutes, so let’s get this done as fast as possible. Esther, please take off your underwear, turn around and tie this string around your waist to hold up your skirt. We need to keep that completely out of the way.”
Esther reluctantly did what she was told, even though she trembled in fear. Her eyes were shut closed fiercely tight.
“There’s nothing to worry about,” Shawn said as he tried to calm her and gathered his supplies. “Just imagine you’re a marble statue and I’m a painter painting the marble. Even though I’m a guy, I’m going to be completely professional. I painted my sister in a completely nonsexual way, so I can do that to you, too.” His words had a definite calming effect. “This is already old hat for me. And you can be sure I won’t snitch to anyone about anything.”
That last comment seemed to strike a nerve and caused Esther to sob a bit. Sera pointed out, “Esther is getting punished because she told someone about what happened to Kim and Joanna. But luckily that person didn’t tell anyone else.”
“Oh,” said Shawn as he realized what he’d said to set her off so abruptly. “Sorry. I’m going to start painting your rear-end now. Are you okay with that, Esther?”
“I guess so. Please hurry and get it done.”
“I’m hurrying. The first thing I’m going to do is draw the outlines with this small brush, then I’ll fill in the rest with a big brush.” He began to paint quickly. The rest of the cheerleaders gathered round and watched with great interest. Only Kim and Joanna had seen any painting before, and both of them had been too busy with each other or with Shawn to really notice what he did, so even they were interested, too.
Shawn finished the back side in record time and, after a few minutes, had Esther turn around. She put her hand over her bush and squealed, “Please don’t look at that!”
“Sorry, Esther, but I have to,” he said reasonably with a sympathetic look on his face. “How can I paint without looking?” He gently placed his hand on hers and moved it away.
“I’m just so embarrassed!” Her friend Candice took one of her hands and Kim on her other side took the other. Together they gently stroked her hands and comforted her.
Shawn put the paint aside momentarily. “Okay, Esther, before I go on, I’m told you need to get shaved. I’ve never shaved, um, one of these before,” he lied in an effort to make her feel more comfortable. He hoped that if someone else could do it she might relax, so he asked, “Does anyone else want to do this part?”
There were no takers. A few of the bolder women like Joanna and Sera who would have helped, wanted to see Shawn shave so he could push things further along with Esther.
So Shawn began to shave Esther’s quivering mound. Already her aroma began to waft up to his nose and Shawn fought valiantly with himself to ignore it. “I guess it’s not that different from shaving my face. Could someone talk to Esther while I’m doing this to help her relax?”
Kim and Joanna talked and referred to their own experience of being shaved and being a cheerleader without underwear. But they stressed only positives and, needless to say, omitted all sexual interactions between Shawn and each other. Esther gave brief replies and asked a few nervous questions.
It took a while to shave Esther. Shawn went to great lengths to avoid touching her private parts, but some contact couldn’t be helped. He touched her clitoris a couple of times, and had to wipe off the last of the shaving cream from her skin with his hand. But he generally maintained as professional and dispassionate an attitude as anyone could have expected in such circumstances. It helped that Esther was too nervous and shy to get sexually excited in the least, so her pussy wasn’t wet and her pussy lips weren’t engorged.
“We’re all done with the shaving,” he announced. “Does anyone have a mirror, or even two?” It was no problem to find a couple of mirrors, since the class was filled with cheerleaders who obsessed over their looks. “See how you look,” Shawn said as he handed a mirror to Esther.
She held the small mirror away from herself and finally angled it correctly to see her own bare pussy. “OH … MY … GOD! I’m soooo embarrassed!” She closed her eyes again and put her hands over her face, as if that would make the bare pussy go away.
Shawn then got to work on painting her butt. After a few more minutes of cajoling she was convinced to look in the mirror again. This time they also positioned the second mirror behind Esther so she could look at the painted butt. That caused even more squeals of mortification. The other cheerleaders watched all of this with rapt attention. Already a good fifteen minutes had transpired.
Shawn was finally able to move on to the paint job in the front. He painted it all quickly, including most of the shaved pussy. But after all this painting of private parts, Shawn found his nobility slipping a bit. He decided to push things just a little, both out of selfish desire and because he simply had to in order to get the job done right. So before he was done with her backside, he said, “Uh-oh, we have a problem.”
“What is it?” Sera asked.
“When I painted Joanna and Kim, they were both … sexually excited at the idea of not wearing underwear in front of a big crowd. That would excite anybody, I thought.” It was true they were excited, but much more by the fact that Shawn painted and touched them, but of course Shawn didn’t mention that part. “But Esther is so frightened, I guess, that she’s not excited at all. So her, uh, nether lips are not aroused. That means I can’t paint very much of them. Which means that if the game comes and she gets excited, then a lot of pinkness will be exposed and it could be highly embarrassing.”
“Hmm, I see,” Sera said. “Can you do something about that, Esther, and open up your pussy lips? Maybe hold them open?”
“What, right now?!?” she asked in total amazement. “No way!”
“Well, do you want him to paint that part, or would you rather be pink for the game?”
“I-I-I-I guess, paint that part. But I just can’t do it right now! I’m so embarrassed, I’m ready to die!”
“Okay, okay, relax,” said Sera calmly. Turning to Shawn, she asked, “Shawn, Joanna probably told you this would be a one-day thing, but could you come back tomorrow to finish that part up?”
“No way!” Shawn protested. He was hoping by pressing the pussy lips issue he’d maybe get to see someone stimulate Esther, not be forced to come back. “I’m pushing my luck by getting out of class now. Do you realize the risk I’m taking? And for what? Just to be nice as a favor. What if someone came in right now? Don’t even make me think about it!”
Sera said assuredly, “No one is going to come in. You saw that the door is locked. I changed the lock, so not even janitors come in here. Anyway, what about lunch time?”
“Well… I guess. I’m busy at the start of lunch tomorrow, though.” Shawn tried to figure, How can I possibly juggle this with my sexual lessons with Peggy tomorrow? Ah well, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.
He concluded, “Maybe ten or fifteen minutes into lunch I can come by for a few minutes, I guess. But, please, let’s not make a habit of this!”
CHAPTER 5
Back at home, Shawn felt like a dam of sexual energy had burst in his happy abode, thanks to Vel’s increasingly enthusiastic attitude. The only question was how eager the females there would be to please him. The answer: very eager. Extremely eager.
Vel had spent much of the day with Cheese and verbally relived their sexual encounters with Shawn over the weekend. When they ran out of real-world events, they discussed some of their sexual fantasies and dreams which involved Shawn. It was a near thing that they didn’t resort to masturbation in front of each other, especially when they talked while they sunbathed in the nude. There was a lot of talk about just how “squishy” they were, though. That became the operative word, “squish.” For instance, if Cheese asked Vel for feedback from a story, Vel might reply, “Oh, so arousing! That was a three-squisher. Squish! Squish! Squish!”
Meanwhile both of them would furtively rub their legs together and rub their pussies onto any object that presented itself. Vel frequently sat up in her lawn chair as if she leaned towards Cheese in rapt interest, but she really sat that way so she could sit with a particular metal bar of the lawn chair between her legs. Then she slid up and down it as unobtrusively as she could. The bar helped, but wasn’t quite enough to get her off. Vel grew to think of it as a game and tried to get away with as much as she could without Cheese noticing. Cheese noticed all this, but pretended not to, and followed Vel’s lead in what she’d allow herself to do.
The end result was that Vel was kept almost constantly horny, but rarely had any chance at relief. Only when Cheese left could she run to her room and bring herself off. But Cheese was over at her house nearly the whole day.
So when Shawn got home from school, Vel practically attacked him. She met him as walked through the front door, and said, “How ya doing, Tiger? Need any help with your problem?”
Shawn looked at her and blinked in surprise. She was dressed in nothing but a towel and held a bottle of liquid soap in her hand. Every day was filled with more pleasant surprises from her. He asked, “Did you just take a shower?”
“Yes. Funny coincidence, that.”
“Mom, you never take a shower at this time of day.” He reached out and touched some of her hair that wasn’t wrapped in a towel. “Not only that, but your hair isn’t even wet. Not in the slightest.”
“Oopsie. You got me. Sorry, Son. But sometimes your mommy gets so horny for cock that she can’t even think straight.”
Shawn smiled wolfishly at his mother and stepped closer to her so that their bodies were mere inches from each other. “Is this one of those times?” he asked in a low whisper in her ear.
“All the time is ‘horny for cock time’ with your new-and-improved mother, Tiger,” she answered with a slight blush as Shawn stepped away again to better appreciate the view. “Not only that, but this stupid towel is far too short, don’t you think?” She wiggled in distress and tried to pull the towel down a bit further to make sure it covered her pussy. That only caused it to slide farther down her boobs.
“You’re right. Not a good towel for you. Here, let me help you with that.” Shawn gave the towel a yank and pulled it clean away from her. He threw it across the room.
She squealed and pretended distress. “Oh, Tiger, now I’m all naked! Whatever will I do?” Even as she said this, the fingers on a hand feigning to cover up a tit acted on its own and tweaked one of her nipples.
“I’m sure you’ll think of something,” he quipped. He was in a very relaxed mood indeed. His calm sense of control and security gave him the courage to yank away the towel, something he normally wouldn’t do.
They stood right next to the underwear cabinet where Vel had lots of clothes to wear, but that’s not what she really wanted. She grabbed the zipper of his shorts. “But, Tiger. I lied to you about the shower. I just wanted to run around in a towel so it could fall off and my own son could see me naked. Isn’t that too naughty? What kind of mommy willfully flaunts her naked body for her son? Don’t you think I deserve to be punished?”
“I do,” he said, smiling with an agreeable nod. The reminder of punishment brought back to him just how sexually pent-up he’d been from his experience with Esther not too long before. “Why don’t you drop to your knees and suck my cock? Worship my prick with your tongue. I think, then, you’ll begin to see the error of your ways.”
“I’m way ahead of you there, Son.” She already pulled his shorts down his legs. “I don’t know if I can learn my lesson in just one day, though. It might take me YEARS of daily cocksucking to even BEGIN to see the errors of my ways. If that’s gonna be my punishment, then I guess I’ll just have to suck it up and submit.” She was on her knees by this time and slowly fed the penis into her mouth.
Shawn grabbed the top of her head and pulled the towel she’d wrapped her hair in clean off. He grasped her hair tightly and held on as her mouth tried to mate with his penis. “Mmm. Now this is a nice welcome home,” Shawn mumbled. “Hey, Mom, rub your tits up against my legs while you’re doing that, okay?”
“Mmm hmm.” Her boobs mashed up against his skin and conformed to the shape of his thighs. It only added to his pleasure to feel her tits slide all over his skin. It seemed like her massive hooters completely enveloped his legs. He loved the feeling of her hard nipples as they pressed insistently into his skin.
He further suggested, “Speaking of rubbing, if you won’t let me rub you between your legs, then I hope you take care of that area yourself. Just like yesterday. It really turns me on to see a woman masturbate.”
She stopped sucking momentarily to talk. Shawn thought she’d say something like, “Are you sure? That’s so improper.” But instead she said as she reverted to licking for a while, “Cock. Mmm. Big cock in Mommy’s mouth. Fills me up. Hot load. So delish. So naughty. Yummy, yummy cock. Mmmm….” She fingered her clit and as she grew more excited she slurped even louder than before.
She spent a long time sucking him. Cheese had also told her a lot about deep throating earlier in the day and she tried her best to do it, but she couldn’t get the hang of it at all. She had to give up again, but that didn’t stop him from firing several ropes of cum down her throat anyway. And, even though she hadn’t told Shawn that she’d try to deep throat him, he appreciated the attempt and was quite pleased.
When Vel was done, all she had to say was, “God, I love this. That’s what I call a fun way to spend the afternoon. Each time it happens, I love it more. Look what you turned me into. I’m hopelessly addicted to your cock.” But she wasn’t mad.
Shawn, feeling deeply satisfied, went to his room to sleep after he kissed her on the cheek in appreciation.
She was satisfied, too, because she got off at the same time as him, greatly helped by her fingers deep up her pussy. To calm down, Vel walked around naked until she heard the sound of Joanna coming home about fifteen minutes later.
After Shawn woke up he tried but failed to actually do some homework. There were too many women on his mind. The situation at school had just gotten a lot more complicated and he wondered what the new painting duties portended. He pondered the mystery of his mother: so eager for cocksucking, but so disturbed by the thought of actual intercourse. He didn’t let anyone know he was awake because he just wanted to spend some time alone in his room.
CHAPTER 3
Joanna’s cheerleader practice that Monday held quite a few surprises. After two weeks of utter normalcy in cheerleading, Joanna half-figured that the rest of the semester would be like that. But when she arrived at practice, the first surprise was that they would switch practice locations. Instead of practicing outdoors, their head cheerleader Sera announced they would practice inside instead. They went into an abandoned room in a remote part of the school that had once been a theater. It still had a stage, but all the seats were ripped out. The drama club had died out and no one put on plays in the school any more. There was plenty of room for the cheerleaders to move about, but the room was dark and gloomy compared to being outside.
When they all relocated, Sera got up on stage and gave them a speech. “I’m sure you’re all wondering about the move,” Sera said in a loud and decisive voice. “I requested it, for the time being, and I think you’ll soon understand why. I have some news to report that deeply hurts me, and troubles me. I’ve been keeping my ears close to the ground these last two weeks and my worst fear has been confirmed. One of you has been talking and told someone else about the panty punishment I gave Kim and Joanna.” There was a gasp from the other five cheerleaders who stood below the stage. They looked from one to another to see who it might be.
“I happen to know the name of this person,” Sera announced. There were more murmurs in response. “However, I am not ready to say who it is. If this person is going to win back my trust and our trust, it’s important that she confess to us all what she did, take the punishment, and never do it again. Luckily, news hasn’t traveled far. But to tell even one person is too many! I know who your friends are and who you might talk to. If you tell your pet dog even, I have ways of finding out! I’m serious. So someone here needs to confess.”
Whenever Sera’s eyes moved from one person to the next, all the other cheerleaders followed with their eyes and suspected that person was the one, only to have Sera look at someone else. Sera made sure that she looked at the other cheerleaders an equal amount of time. Tension was thick in the air.
Sera went on, “You all know the punishment. The person who confesses has to go without panties for the week, including during the football game itself. If no one confesses, then everyone has to partake in the punishment. So either way you’re going to have the same punishment. But by confessing you’ll save your fellow cheerleaders from being embarrassed and hating you for betraying our squad. Now you can see why we’re in this room for the week. I thought I would be nice and at least give you some privacy in experiencing your punishment for the week before the game.”
In actual fact, Sera made up the whole story. She didn’t know if anyone had said anything, although it was true that she’d snooped around intensely in the past week. She’d had a lot of fun with Kim and Joanna and wanted “the punishment” to happen to someone else, to put more spice back into the cheerleading practices.
Sera considered this a win-win situation, no matter who got “punished.” If someone confessed, then great. If it was Esther or Candice, then all the better, because Sera thought it would be a fun challenge to play around with their reluctant minds and bodies. Hui Shan, Sera knew, would simply accept the punishment with little more than an “M’kay!” and that would pose no challenge whatsoever, even though it would still be quite fun to see the innocent sexpot prance around with black paint on her naked butt. But best of all was if no one confessed. Then everyone would have to go bare-assed together and things would likely get way more sexual very fast.
The cheerleaders continued to look at each other as if they played the kids’ game Murder. They were all extremely nervous. “Does anyone have any questions?” Sera asked. No one asked anything. “Does anyone have any problem with the punishment system?” No one spoke. “If you agree with this punishment, then raise your hand.” To not raise one’s hand might be seen as a sign of guilt. Everyone raised their hands, though reluctantly.
“To the guilty one,” Sera said dramatically and she looked above and past all the cheerleaders, “I will give you until the end of the class period today to come to your senses and confess. I already know who you are, so you will be punished. It’s just a matter of how you want to do it, and how great your punishment will be. The longer you wait, the harder I’m going to make it on you.”
Sera looked down and walked off the stage. She was prepared to start the practice when she realized that one of the cheerleaders had just stepped forward, with head held down and eyes filled with tears of shame and dread. It was Esther, the one cheerleader who had expressed the most reservations about the punishment.
“I-I-I did it,” she muttered and began to cry.
Sera was taken aback. After a week of snooping she was almost certain that no one had talked. But the head cheerleader kept her cool and tried to act as if this was what she expected all along. She immediately rushed to Esther’s side and began to comfort her. “There, there,” she said and gave Esther a shoulder to cry on.
“Esther made a mistake,” Sera said to the others. “But it’s okay because she’s confessed. Let’s not be angry with her. Esther, tell them who you told.”
“My younger sister. I didn’t think she would tell anyone else, I swear!” Esther was so overcome with guilt that she began to shudder from nervousness and fear. She genuinely liked the other girls in the cheerleading squad and didn’t want them to feel upset with her or betrayed. She valued their trust.
“Don’t worry, she didn’t,” Sera answered as she thought quickly about how to run with this unexpected “gift” that Esther had just laid at her feet. “I just knew you told her by the way she looked at me not long after you told her. Your secret is still safe.” Sera surprised even herself at how logical it all sounded. Esther’s sister was a year younger and also in the same high school. Sera did see her around from time to time, so the story was rock solid. She could have seen Esther’s sister and figured it out that way, even though she didn’t, and there was no way the sister could confirm or deny. She was secretly quite pleased at how this all went.
The other cheerleaders took their cue from Sera and for the next few minutes they gathered round Esther and did their best to make her feel better with a group hug. Sera made it clear that Esther would have to go through with the punishment, so all of them did their best to encourage her and get her to buck up.
Finally, Sera said, “Okay, enough of this. We still have to practice, you know. Jo, can you go get our painter and bring him here? We need to start Esther’s punishment right away. Today. And have him bring a razor, too. She needs to be shaved first.”
Joanna was incredulous, not to mention irked to be called “Jo.” Sera had just pretty much given away to the other cheerleaders the identity of who had painted her and Kim. “What makes you think you can just summon him like that? He’s got class to attend. And what makes you think he’s got paint and a razor to do your every whim at a moment’s notice?” Her eyes flashed with anger, which was something to see, because Joanna very rarely got angry. I knew that Sera could pull some pretty risqué and underhanded stunts, but this takes the cake! she thought to herself as she crossed her arms expectantly and glared at the head cheerleader.
Sera replied haughtily, “I don’t know any of that for sure, but I know he’s a very clever guy and he can manage. He can get out of class if need be and he can get the supplies again, if he got them once. And what else are we going to do? I don’t know the first thing about how to do it myself. Anyway, it’s just for a short time on one day. What’s it take? Ten, fifteen minutes?”
As she realized that she was beaten, Joanna went to go find Shawn at the tennis court. Sera started to lead warm-up exercises as Joanna walked out.
Sure enough, Sera was right. Shawn was able to manage. He pretended that another teacher had sent his sister to summon him for something important, and since Shawn had such a good reputation the tennis coach bought the excuse without question, even though he’d pulled a similar stunt recently. Shawn still had the paint supplies in a bag in his locker. He had all his other “just in case” supplies there too, which included a razor.
Meanwhile, Cheese came over again and did some nude sunbathing with Joanna. It was actually fairly absurd for her to sunbathe, as she’d done it with Vel for about two hours earlier in the day. But Joanna and Vel both loved the feeling of being naked now, so they understood Cheese’s desire for nakedness completely. The sunbathing was just a thin excuse to get naked. In Cheese’s case, it wasn’t even real sunbathing. She generally sat on a lawn chair under the shade of some nearby trees or an umbrella. If any sun actually hit her fair skin, she had some powerfully strong suntan lotion, so she never got tanned in any event.
Joanna’s tan, on the other hand, had developed nicely to a rich light bronze that she thought offset her areola quite impressively. She was eager to finally get rid of her tan lines from her previous bathing suit, but they were slow to go away. She and Cheese spent a long time putting suntan lotion on each other, but they had to behave themselves since Vel could see them clearly from where she worked in the kitchen.
The two of them moved into the house as it began to grow dark and they talked to Vel while she continued to prepare dinner. They were still naked from the sunbathing. Vel, who actually wore a fair amount of clothing to cook in, insisted that they put some clothes on, but they delayed doing so with more chit-chat. Shawn finally came downstairs and still the two of them remained naked. Such nakedness was hardly a big deal anymore. No one even immediately commented on it as Shawn came in.
Just before Cheese had to leave to her own home for dinner, Joanna asked, “Cheese, can I ask you a big favor?”
“Sure kiddo, what is it?”
“You should have seen the way Shawn went wild for Mom’s nightie this morning. I’m so jealous of my mother!” Vel, who stood close by, blushed with pleasure at remembrance of the morning. Shawn also listened in from across the dining room. “He’s so into that nightie and lingerie stuff, and I never knew it. Could you please, please, please go shopping tonight and pick up some sexy lingerie stuff for me? I want to look really good for him tomorrow morning.”
“Sure. I know just the place. In fact, since your mom doesn’t like us just standing around naked, let me show you an item I got there and haven’t worn for Shawn yet.” Cheese walked up to the underwear cabinet in the front entrance way and picked out a top. She walked back to the kitchen counter to put it on, since she knew Shawn could see them well enough from there, and he would appreciate the show.
It was a red and black leather top that left Cheese’s shoulders, tits and stomach uncovered. “Check this out,” as she pirouetted for them. “This is pretty typical of the stuff they have. They’ve got a lot of S and M themed stuff.”
Shawn grinned with delight, and the others saw his reaction. Joanna clapped her hands together in glee and thought, This is exactly the kind of thing I need to compete with Mom. “Wow, that’s a pretty neat outfit. Cool. But why the pained expression?”
“I have a problem buying certain items. It’s hard to find clothes designed for larger breasted women like me. I should have gotten a larger size. I was so keen on getting something really tight to really please you-know-who” - she nodded her head in Shawn’s direction - " and this fits nicely everywhere, but it really cuts into my boobs. You get used to it after a while, though. It would be the perfect thing to wear when you’re mixing pleasure and pain in a spanking or something like that."
She added to herself, As a matter of fact, I think I’ll wear this very thing the first time I get to spank Shawn. When am I going to get a chance to do that? Not only do I need to find him alone, which is nearly impossible these days, but I’ve got to find a half-plausible excuse to punish him to make it really fun. But he’s such a good kid, except for a few things he’s keeping from his mother these days.
Joanna raised her voice, and said to Shawn, “What do you think, Big Brother? Like this kinky stuff?”
He watched intently, even as he still made a pretense to be reading. “Definitely. Though, I like my little sister’s outfit just as much.” Joanna was still buck naked, and pirouetted around for him in response. “Buy some more,” he added.
“We will,” Cheese answered. As she turned to Joanna, she asked, “But why have me pick the stuff out? Why can’t you go yourself?”
“Remember, Mom won’t let me leave to go anywhere ‘cos I’m grounded.” She exaggerated her pout as she said this. Being grounded, she knew, was both a blessing and a curse. While she could stay home and tease her brother mercilessly, she couldn’t do much else with him except once a day. And even though she thoroughly enjoyed prancing around the house naked with her mom and brother, she did have a social life and missed it, if only just a little.
“Oh, yeah,” Cheese remembered. Vel was still with them, across the counter in the kitchen making dinner, so Cheese said, “Vel, that’s really mean. How can I pick out the best clothes for Joanna if she’s not there? It’s not like you and me, where we’re the same size. I don’t even know Joanna’s measurements at all.”
Vel answered, “Hmm… I can sympathize, Angel, but you really should stay home and take your punishment. What kind of grounding is it if I let you go shopping? And I don’t want to have to ask you again: please put some clothes on already! Don’t be so disrespectful of your mother.”
Joanna, who stood right next to the kitchen counter, stretched and wiggled her naked body, and she urged, “Please? Please?” She looked at Vel earnestly, but in fact she was more focused on shaking her ass. She bent her knees and clutched her hands before her as if her whole body was filled with yearning. But it was also a very effective show for Shawn behind her and across the room. It looked to him like his sister did some kind of exotic belly dance, as her hips swayed widely and her legs spread and bent down even more. He nearly laughed out loud at just how arousing everything around him always was.
Even though Joanna supposedly tried to convince her mother, almost all of her attention lay with Shawn, and she occasionally looked over her shoulder to gauge his reaction. She was pleased at just how flummoxed he looked.
Cheese had an idea. “I know. If you let Joanna go, just this one time, I’ll make sure to pick up some extra nice things for you to help you please Shawn. Don’t you think he’d like it if you wore an even sexier nightie tomorrow for breakfast? But I know you only have the one. You know you’re too shy to go to these kinds of stores yourself. Not only that, but we’ll be gone a long time after dinner, leaving you all alone with him. To spell it out, you’d be all alone with your hunky son and his always-erect and tasty treat.”
“Damn you, Cheese!” Vel said in frustration with her friend and her own lack of self control. “How can I turn down that offer? I could really use some more sexy clothes. I’m going to Hell, and Cheese is the devil who stole my soul. Okay, Angel, you can go just this one time, but you have to give something up in return. You have to give up your one time stimulating Shawn today.”
“Arrgh! I should have done that earlier!” Joanna cursed in frustration. “But it’ll be worth it. Cheese, this is going to be fun!” She jumped up and down for joy. Shawn couldn’t see her boobs jiggle from his rear view, but he was mesmerized to watch her long, dark hair cascade over and over as if in some shampoo commercial. Every move she made was designed to turn him on, and she had his attention so firmly that he could barely follow what anyone said.
“Don’t worry about money,” Vel said. “The more stuff you can get for Joanna and me the better, and I’ll cover all our stuff, whatever it costs. If it’s sexy and you like it, don’t hesitate. Just buy it.”