CHAPTER 6
Cheese then left for dinner at her house, and not long afterwards Joanna, Vel, and Shawn had dinner together. Once again, Shawn was driven to distraction by the clothing, or lack thereof, on Joanna and Vel. Still trying to outdo her mother for his attention, and reluctantly acknowledging the social norm to at least wear some clothing, Joanna wore the sexiest thing she could think of.
She didn’t know where Cheese had bought the extremely tiny bikini that had proved so popular with Shawn, so she’d decided to devise something of her own. She took scissors to her skimpiest bikini and cut the fabric even more so there was nearly nothing there at all. It made Cheese’s bikini seem conservative by comparison. It was literally nothing but spaghetti straps and the bare minimum of fabric to cover the nipples. She made the cuts look very professional-looking so her mother would think some women actually wore such things in public.
Again she decided that short skirts were the best way to go for showing off her butt and pussy. She used the same scissors to cut her shortest skirt even shorter. They were now so short that even when she stood straight up and perfectly still, one could see the bottom of her pussy. It was almost a misnomer to still call it a skirt. Her bikini top and skirt were matching dark green.
Additionally, she wore high heels as she always did now whenever Shawn was home. Only Hui Shan was still slow to catch on and fail to join the other women in wearing high heels constantly when around Shawn.
So Joanna outdid her mother, who cooked dinner thoroughly covered up. There was fat being fried, and Vel didn’t want any of it to land on her skin. She realized that she was being temporarily outdone and was very eager for the new clothes Cheese would hopefully buy for her later.
While Vel cooked dinner, Joanna stood next to Shawn and let him “get her attention.” Her nearly nonexistent skirt was just the perfect thing for him to access her pussy. He spent many long minutes rubbing her clit until she cried out in climax. Vel, able to see them from the kitchen, was driven to distraction with jealousy, but there was nothing she could do except to try and hurry up the cooking.
Shawn had learned that to talk under such circumstances wasn’t wise, as it could lead to trouble. But he decided to talk a little this time, mostly to push his mother even further. Joanna rubbed his penis through his shorts (he almost never wore underwear any more) while the two of them discussed the merits of shaved versus unshaved pussies, the various ways to stimulate clits, the merits of using vibrators, and just about any other pussy-related topic they could think of. Joanna quickly realized the game was to get Vel hot and bothered without saying anything “over the line” and she eagerly played the role Shawn hoped for.
Vel had a hard time cooking. She found herself rubbing her crotch up against sharp corners, like a cat desperately in heat. After about ten minutes she could take no more, and ordered Shawn to stop caressing his sister’s pussy.
Joanna beamed as Shawn mostly ogled her and ignored her mother throughout dinner. Normally Vel would have chided Joanna and made her wear something else, but she didn’t because she worried it would appear again that she was hypocritical, and Joanna would argue that her rules and punishments were designed to keep Shawn all for herself. On top of that, Vel was just plain damn horny and even got a thrill out of looking at her daughter’s nice body, while she learned through her daughter some different ways to flash her own body.
Joanna was on a roll. It wasn’t enough for Joanna to tease Shawn while they sat at the dinner table - she made every excuse she could think of to stand up and walk around. Joanna especially enjoyed dropping things on the ground right next to were Shawn sat and then picked them up without bending her knees, nearly shoving her ass and pussy into his face. At the same time, she’d rub a hand all over her ass and make innocent small talk and say things like, “Oh, no! Can you believe I dropped the salt shaker AGAIN? I’m so clumsy. I hope you’re not looking between my legs right now Shawn, ‘cos you’d be able to see EVERYTHING!”
Vel finally complained about Joanna’s outfit and asked, “Where on Earth did you get those postage-stamp things?” But her real agenda was to try and find out where Joanna got them so she could get one like it. Joanna didn’t let on that she’d made it herself.
A few minutes later, after Joanna bent over lewdly for Shawn yet again, Vel happened to be nearby and caught a good view of her daughter’s crotch. She realized Joanna’s pussy was soaked. She said, “Angel, your cunt… Uh, I mean, your pussy… Um, uh. Let me start again. Your nether regions. They’re very wet. It’s just a …. big, gooey mess. Why?”
“Mom, do you have to ask? Isn’t it the hugest turn on, exposing yourself to Shawn? Doesn’t it just make you wet all the time, or is something else causing that?” She giggled.
“That’s not really… That’s a private matter. Please! Let’s settle down here. I run a respectable family.”
But Vel got a revenge of sorts. Finished with her cooking, she rushed to the underwear cabinet by the front door and changed into a revealing nightie. During much of his sister’s sexy display, Shawn’s penis was too exhausted to take advantage, but by the time Vel came back to the dining room it had revived and he’d already taken it out of his shorts.
Vel’s eyes lit up. Without even asking him, she reached her hand under the table and stroked his penis while he continued to eat, much like she’d done for him during breakfast.
As she started to do this, she said, “By the way, I really have to apologize.”
“You do?” Shawn couldn’t imagine for what. He was loving life. With her hand doing amazing things to him at that very moment, he couldn’t possibly imagine how she could be a better mother.
“I just feel so bad about all the dinners you’ve been eating lately. We dress so skimpily, and it gets you nice and hard, but then you suffer there until you finish eating. Take last night. We got you so hard that you had to whip out your lovely tool halfway through your meal. But then it just sat there on your thigh, completely unattended until after you finished eating. That’s just cruel. Don’t you agree, Angel?”
“Definitely,” Joanna replied staring at her brother’s lap while Vel continued to stroke his penis lazily. It seemed the entire Chen house now revolved around him and his penis.
Vel went on to say, “I think it’s more important that you get instant relief than it is that we all put food in our mouths at the same time. The needs of your penis come first. Next time I’ll try not to keep you waiting.”
“And what, suck me while I’m eating dinner?” Shawn asked incredulously.
“Okay, if that’s what you need,” Vel grinned, glad to see that Shawn had said exactly what she’d hoped he’d say. “I promise I’ll try harder to please you. Like what I did this morning during breakfast. Don’t you like it when your mommy gives you visual stimulation” – she pulled down on the fabric of the nightie below her boobs, which caused one of them to pop out – “and other kinds of stimulation?” Her other hand jacked him off more excitedly.
He just nodded. Shawn thought, Dang, my mom is one horny mama today. And it’s a frigging Monday. Tomorrow’s a Tuesday. I’m going to be literally and actually killed by my mother’s horniness before I can live to see another Wednesday. Not to mention, Joanna is a total vixen tonight. If I can make it to Friday I deserve an Olympic gold medal for sheer endurance.
Vel stated, “Tiger, I’ve been thinking that sometimes you’re so busy trying to reach your six times a day that you don’t have enough time for things like homework. But I’m thinking if we just lightly stroke you for long periods of time, you’ll be able to reach your target and get things done, too. Think of it as a stealth stroking - you won’t even know I’m here. We can start practicing during dinner, right now, to see if it bothers your concentration. If that works, then we can try doing it when you’re doing your homework. Kind of like when Cheese jacked you off while you read the newspaper yesterday. Does that sound good?”
“You know it does. But what about Joanna?” He cast a concerned glance at his sister, who looked fit to be tied at Vel’s blatant and wanton display. It was obvious that she dearly wanted to get her hands on her brother’s dick and do all kinds of wild things to it. Shawn felt that it was his sister’s turn - just as soon as Vel finished the delightful things she was doing. This damned grounding prevents Joanna and me from having sex, he thought resentfully. I can hardly wait until it’s over! But then again, frigging everything seems to conspire to keep me from having sex, it seems.
“Yeah, what about me?” Joanna seconded. Her postage-stamp bikini top had ridden up her chest, and she had her arms underneath her tits to thrust them out even further.
“I’m thinking this is a two-woman job. One of us can stroke while the other one eats. And then we’ll switch. That way, our hands won’t get so tired from all the rubbing, and we can all finish eating at around the same time. I’m trying to build up some stamina with my hands and my mouth, but nothing can match the endurance of your John Thomas,” she said to Shawn.
Joanna’s eyes brightened as the prospect. “Mom, that is a GREAT idea. I don’t mind missing dinner completely if I have to, as long as I can have my brother’s hot stick in my hand. When can I take over what you’re doing now?”
“Remember that you’re still grounded and you gave up your penis privileges for the rest of the day. So this love-pump is all mine tonight. You know what I’m thinking? I’m thinking that if we, as a family, practice this a lot, then eventually Shawn will become accustomed to being jacked or sucked off while he’s doing just about anything. Kind of like dribbling a basketball without thinking. You and I and Cheese can keep him hard and leaking tasty pre-cum every minute of the day. It doesn’t matter what he does - studying, showering, eating, reading, sleeping. One of us will be ready with hands or mouth to take care of his needs at all times. Then he’ll never have a problem reaching his six times a day target.”
Her eyes looked wild and she panted, just with the thought of this new idea. She thought, I’m going to be permanently attached to my son’s penis! Morning till night! I’m going to show him my love with my mouth every minute of the day! Literally every minute!
Shawn said with a cocked eyebrow, “Sleeping?”
Vel nearly hyperventilated with excitement. She took a moment to breathe slowly and calm down a bit. “Well, okay, maybe not sleeping. I guess I got a little bit carried away with the whole thing. But that’s to better explain the general concept of stealth stroking.”
Shawn thought, Jesus, Mom is getting seriously out of control. I would never have imagined her casually referring to my penis as a “love pump,” or even a “John Thomas.” She’s getting soooo into the cocksucking concept that it’s not even funny. Maybe she’s diverting all her pent up desire to fuck me into cocksucking? I mean, the way she’s going on, she HAS to want to fuck me bad. Just hearing her talk, even I get so excited that I want to fuck me! The sexual feeling in the air is so thick I can cut it with a knife. Look at Joanna. She’s got her own heaving tits thing going on just from hearing my mom talk about this new idea of hers. And she has pretty ample tits of her own. Dang. It’s a miracle I don’t just spontaneously prematurely ejaculate every time I see one of these women.
CHAPTER 7
For the next twenty minutes Shawn finished eating dinner while his mother lightly stroked his rod. He never ran out of inspiration as he took turns staring at his mother’s and sister’s tits. He didn’t actually have much food left to eat, but he had so much fun that he ate extremely slowly, just to see how long he could prolong the experience, and how long his mother could last. Joanna’s nipples were exposed to his eyes more often that not. Especially once Vel grew intent on Shawn’s penis as he slowly neared climax, she stopped looking at Joanna and focused her entire being on pleasing his penis. That allowed his sister to openly pinch and tease her nipples, make lewd faces with her tongue, and obscenely eat phallic-shaped food.
Shawn’s penis was in fine form. He finished eating dinner and seemed close to ejaculation, but didn’t quite go over the edge. So Vel reverted to stronger measures.
First she stood up and got him some strawberries and whipped cream for desert. That gave him a few minutes to recover. Then she took off what little clothing she still wore and sat directly on one of his blue jean-clad legs. Shawn had to pull his chair back a bit to make room for her, but otherwise he carried on as usual, ate his dessert and talked to Joanna while Vel jacked him off. There was no pretense at going slow now.
But technically it was still a test of the stealth stroking concept, so Shawn tried his best to ignore the silent and naked woman in his lap. He carried on talking to his sister as if his mother wasn’t there, though he couldn’t resist a stroke of her long hair from time to time. It looked like he ignored her, but it was like trying to ignore an attacking 800-pound gorilla. He barely managed to keep a conversation going and connect the food to his mouth.
Vel also seemingly completely forgot about the idea of sharing the duties with her daughter. Joanna realized it would be futile to ask Vel to swap places, since Vel was so obviously worked up, so she just enjoyed the show and did her best visually to keep Shawn horny.
His mother was more than happy, because she was able to rub her pussy directly on the rough fabric of his blue jeans right at a bony spot on his knee. It provided excellent friction; more than enough to create a wet spot on Shawn’s pants.
Shawn had developed many tricks to delay orgasm and prolong the pleasure for himself and others. He had a remarkable ability to hold off on short-term pleasure for greater, more delayed pleasures, and he showed that ability yet again. Just as she had him on the verge of climax, he said, “Mom, I’m thirsty. Could you get me some milk? You always say I need to drink lots of fluids so I’ll never run out of cum.”
“Now? But, Tiger, we’re so close.” She looked over at Joanna and indicated with her eyes that Shawn should have Joanna do it.
“Now, Mom. Please.”
So Vel got up and hurriedly got the milk. When she came back she found that he’d taken off his blue jeans and had nothing on but a T-shirt. She was disappointed at that, because she’d loved rubbing her pussy over the rough denim, but Shawn wanted to feel her rubbing right on his skin. He knew she wouldn’t be able to resist the idea now that she’d started.
She worriedly looked over at Joanna, but Joanna was poker-faced and tried to seem uninterested. Reluctantly, Vel sat back down over his leg and immediately started to slide her wet pussy lips over and around the bony parts of his knee. She quickly got back into it, and loved the feel of flesh beneath her lips even better than she did the jeans.
Looking over at her topless daughter, who had one hand on a nipple and the other below the table edge but no doubt up her vagina, Vel commented as she rode her son’s knee, “Things sure have changed in this house lately, haven’t they?”
Everyone broke into laughter at the great understatement. But all of them were too worked up for sustained conversation.
Soon she was so far gone that Shawn tried to push her a little bit more. “Hey, Mom, you know what you’re doing to my knee? Pretend that’s not my knee. Pretend that’s my penis. You’re sliding your pussy all over my penis, Mom!”
“Oh, Tiger! Oh! What an idea.” Both her hands and her pussy moved faster. “But that can’t be your penis, because I’m holding it in my hand! Mommy is holding your big fucker. She’s going to get off all over you!”
“Imagine that I have two penises,” Shawn suggested. “Imagine I have a clone twin. A second me. One is sitting behind you and you’re sitting on his penis. In a minute we’re going to double up on you and fuck your mouth and pussy at the same time.”
“Oh no! Dear God! Two Shawns! Fuck! Yes!” Vel exploded in a multiple orgasm. Shawn found his knee simply drenched in her pussy juice. It dripped all down his leg. But still she kept on and jacked him off all the while. She’d never thought of two Shawns before. She knew already that she would fantasize about it that evening and for a long time to come.
Shawn survived that erotic eruption without cumming and thought he could last forever. But, in fact, he didn’t hold out much longer. When Shawn finally came it arrived so suddenly that it was a surprise even to him. One second he was doing fine and the next there were ropes which shot straight up into the air.
Vel was not in a good position to get her mouth over his penis. It happened to be pointed up and towards the table when he started, so the first rope went high up and landed right on the table top. The next two hit his clothes and the floor before Vel finally turned the penis around and aimed it at her chest. The rest of the ropes hit her all over her legs, stomach, and tits as she tried to direct it like a powerful fire hose overwhelming the holder. By the time she managed to get her mouth over the end, there was no cum left, to her immense frustration.
They ended up with a bigger mess than usual, since it was rare for any of his seed not to be directly aimed at a mouth, face, or chest. Both Vel and Joanna were disappointed, though Joanna acted quickly and scooped up some of the gobs from the table before Vel could think to do it herself. Vel didn’t give much thought to the mess, or the increasingly public way in which Shawn had been pleasured, or the outrageous way she and others behaved. She just reveled in her pleasurable feelings. And though Vel wouldn’t admit it to herself, to have Joanna or someone else watch increased her pleasure even more.
Joanna still wore the micro-mini skirt that failed to even go down far enough to cover all of her pussy. She walked over to Shawn and sat on his knee almost as soon as Vel vacated it. Vel had walked away towards the kitchen, but she turned around in surprise to see Joanna squish around in the juices she’d left on Shawn’s knee.
As Joanna gave her brother a hug, she said, “How was that, Big Salami Brother? Did Mom jack you off as well as I can? Watching made your sister soooo horny.” She slid her pussy lips all over Shawn’s knee even more ostentatiously. Vel’s juices mixed with her own and she found she could slide around as easily as a skater on ice. “Do you think you could get up for a repeat performance?”
Shawn’s entire knee couldn’t have been any more wet if someone had poured a pitcher of water on it. Joanna slid many inches forwards and back as he tried to focus on her face and talk. He was still so aroused that he had a hard time thinking or even focusing his eyes on her moving face. “Ummmm…. It was good. Very good.”
He looked over at Vel. He thought she’d gone to clean herself up, but in fact she only went for a glass of water. His cum still remained all over her upper torso. She now stood close to her children, with one hand in her pussy and other on a tit. “You were really good, Mom.”
His mental facilities returned as he saw an opportunity to tease his mother a bit. He pointed at his knee and stuck a finger in some cum which dripped off. “But look, Mom. You shouldn’t have created such a big mess. Sis is having a hard time sitting on me. Your daughter is practically drowning in your cum. Look. All of our juices are mixing together. Why, it’s so slippery that it’s a near thing she doesn’t just slide off me altogether.”
“Dear Lord! Forgive me, God!” Vel shrieked. “It’s too hot! Too much!” She fell to her knees and fucked herself with her fingers even more vigorously than before. Huffing and puffing like an old coal train, she finally dropped the rest of the way to the ground in yet another unbelievably intense orgasm. Her legs continued to twitch long afterwards as she lay helplessly on the floor.
She thought, as she came to and began eating the cum that still remained on her chest, Forget my other reasons. I can’t have Shawn fuck me - or two Shawns - good God, I can’t even let myself think about that - because if he did he would kill me. I would simply die of sheer delight. He almost killed me right now from across the room. It’s too much! … What kind of mother am I? So irresponsible! But I just can’t stop. Can’t stop….
Vel was so blissed out on her goal to be the world’s greatest cocksucker for her son that nothing fazed her at all. Shawn foolishly failed to take advantage of her wanton mood to push the boundaries in other areas as much as he could have. If he had gotten himself erect yet again he could have walked over to where she lay and played with her like a rag doll. Her only reaction would have been to cry in joy for more. But unfortunately he was completely spent. Joanna repeatedly got herself off on his knee while she hungrily watched their mother writhe on the floor close by, but he couldn’t do any more with his penis.
A short time later Vel managed to calm down somewhat. As she lay on the floor, still catching her breath, Joanna removed herself from her brother’s knee. The daughter walked over and stood over her mother, examining the sight. There were still uneaten gobs of cum all over. “Yummy, Mom. You’ve got a very yummy mess all over you. Do you want me to help clean it up?” She licked her lips suggestively.
Vel thought back to how she’d cleaned Cheese’s “mess” up at the beach, and how she almost couldn’t control herself from diving into Cheese’s pussy with her tongue. “NO!” she shrieked, filled with the fear that the same temptation could happen to Joanna. Then, more calmly, she continued, “Really, Angel, this is too much. We have to have some kind of decorum around here. We can’t just sit around sucking Shawn’s penis and eating his cum all day. Can we get up and do something productive for a change? I have things to do. I’ll take care of this mess myself, thank you very much!”
She picked herself up off the floor and went to have a reinvigorating hot shower. But before she turned on the water, she finished licking up all the remaining cum gobs. I’m such a hopeless case, she thought. Where’s the leadership? The moral authority? The firm boundaries? It all crumbles the instant I get horny. She sighed a very heavy sigh and lolled Shawn’s cum around her mouth, savoring the taste.
Despite her attempt to restore some normality to the house, she knew the evening’s sexual games were far from over. She looked forward to being all alone with Shawn and his penis while the others shopped, and that was for starters. The funny thing was, she didn’t really have other things to do. Since there was no need to work for a living, she didn’t have much to fill her time. She idly wondered just what she used to do all the time before she started her new favorite pastime of cocksucking. It occurred to her that she’d spent far too much time watching television, shopping, cleaning, and socializing with friends she didn’t really like that much in the first place. The house was a lot messier these days, but no one seemed to mind.
She thought cynically to herself, Maybe I should just announce myself to the world as a full-time cocksucker. People would ask me, “So what do you do, Ms. Chen?” I’d reply matter-of-factly, “Oh, live-in cocksucker for my son. Yep. You heard right. I suck my son’s cock all day long.” I’ll bet that would turn some heads! Ha! I wonder what my husband would think. He’d call me up from his job in Asia and ask, “So, how’s the cocksucking coming, Honey?” “Oh, great, Dear. Shawn just filled my mouth with the most marvelous load just an hour ago, and I’m jacking him off as we speak. How are things with you?” Wouldn’t that be a hoot? But in all seriousness, this is, like, my calling. I love it! I can’t get anything else done. I know I’m just gonna sit around and fidget and watch the clock until I can do it again later tonight. It’s all I can think about! I just have to focus on the cocksucking so I won’t cross the line into fucking. There’s no moral ambiguity or excuses for that. That’s just plain immoral and wrong. … Even though it would be so good. If cocksucking is this great, imagine how fucking a real man like Shawn would feel. But I can’t think about that!
The stealth stroking wasn’t exactly stealthy, and certainly wasn’t in any way low-key near the end. But it was successful in that Shawn’s penis was sated for a while. He hit the books shortly after dinner and was remarkably able to get some work done for once. He purposely didn’t shower so that he could smell like the personification of sex. His room was nearly the same. Meanwhile, around seven o’clock Cheese came over to get Joanna, and they went to the store.
CHAPTER 8
Cheese drove Joanna to a store in a nearby business district called Stephanie’s. Cheese had never been there but had heard of it. Her regular store to buy lingerie and other sexy items was already closed. Stephanie’s was open until 8:00, so they had less than an hour to make their purchases.
There were a couple other customers milling about when they came in. Cheese immediately grabbed a few items she found promising, and said to Joanna, “Let’s go try these on.” They hurried to the changing rooms.
The changing room was reasonably big, and had a large mirror on one wall. There was a bench on the opposite side, but there was no door, just a curtain that parted in the middle. The two females quickly got naked, and put on some lingerie they picked out.
“What do you think?” said Joanna, as she pirouetted around in a one-piece nightie.
“It’s hard to tell just by looking,” replied Cheese. “An important factor with these kinds of clothes is: how easy is the access to your best assets? If I’m Shawn, for instance, will I be impeded in reaching your tits?” Cheese grabbed one of Joanna’s tits, but pretended that having the thin fabric between her hand and Joanna’s nipple greatly bothered her. “You see? I want your nipple, and all I get is the nightie.”
“But why don’t you just slip your hand underneath?” Joanna guided Cheese’s hand with her own, until Cheese found Joanna’s hard nipple and began properly pinching and twisting it.
“Yeah, but what if he has to do that, while Vel is bare chested? And she almost always is these days. Don’t put yourself at a disadvantage. Get something that says ‘Fuck me now’ a little more.” While her hand continued to grope at Joanna’s tit, her other hand reached for the girl’s pussy. “And what about down here? Again I’m impeded. I want your pussy now, not next week!” In truth it was no bother for Cheese to push aside some fabric and begin finger-fucking, which is what she did.
“Now see how the access is on mine,” Cheese said, and soon the two of them were on the carpeted floor, busy licking and sucking each other.
A pretty employee named Ginger came by the changing rooms after about ten minutes to see what was taking them so long. She could hear moaning easily enough and guess what was happening, but to better satisfy her curiosity she knelt down and looked under the curtain, since it didn’t go all the way to the floor. As Joanna and Cheese were now rolling on the floor and completely naked in a sixty-nine position, Ginger didn’t have to leave much to her imagination. But working at a store such as this one, such scenes happened every now and then. So Ginger just smiled to herself and went to check on the other customers.
After Joanna and Cheese both climaxed all over each other, Joanna said, “I give our current choices the thumbs up. Not that we’re wearing them!” They had very quickly gotten naked. “But if we’re going to try every item out with a practice fuck, we’ll never get enough shopping done in time.”
“You’re right,” Cheese said. She said with an amused smile, “We should have come in here a couple hours earlier so we could practice fuck with every single item. But let’s go out there and find something even more fuckable.” Cheese pulled some hankies out of her purse, and they wiped their faces free of cum.
Cheese put on the lingerie instead of her street clothes, and shamelessly went out into the store with her tits and pussy faintly visible through semitransparent fabric. A few of the other women customers eyed her strangely.
The employee who spied on them earlier walked up to Cheese, and said with a friendly smile, “Hi, my name is Ginger. How are you finding everything? I was afraid you and your young friend got lost in the changing room.”
“No, I think we’re finding everything we’re looking for. We believe in giving products the full test run before buying them.” Cheese said this in a knowing manner. From the way Ginger was looking at her, she had no doubt that Ginger knew what happened in the changing room, and that the employee was more than fine with it.
“That’s commendable,” Ginger said. “I see you like one of our latest models,” she added as she began caressing the shoulder straps of Cheese’s lingerie.
“Yes, I’ll take this one. However, I was just saying to my friend Joanna…” Joanna walked out of the changing room as she said this, also dressed in lingerie. “Joanna, can you come over here?” Turning towards Ginger, Cheese added, “My name is Cheese, by the way. Joanna is my next door neighbor’s daughter.”
“I’m sure she is,” Ginger replied, while doubting it herself. She wondered if Joanna might not be Cheese’s own daughter, judging by the age difference and the similar unusually tall, dark haired, and busty bodies. Joanna meanwhile walked up to them.
Cheese gave the brief introduction, “Joanna, Ginger. Ginger, Joanna. Ginger is going to help us shop, aren’t you?”
“I’d be delighted,” said Ginger. “What in particular are you looking for?”
“Well, as I was just saying to Joanna, we need items more sexy and revealing than the ones we’re wearing. In particular, we need some that leave the private places exposed instead of covered. Do you have anything like that?”
“Of course. Let me show you to the back of our store.”
Ginger reminded Joanna of Sera, mostly because of the same shade of long blonde hair. But Ginger was shorter, somewhat less stacked, and far less tanned. She also seemed a lot kinder, and had a very gentle face.
The back of the store was a separate room, but was still connected to the front by an open doorway. People on the street at least couldn’t see what was happening inside it. There was a whole range of extremely revealing lingerie, and a large assortment of sex toys and accessories on the walls and in racks. Cheese found something in particular she liked.
“Ah, Joanna, you see? This is what I was talking about.” Cheese held up a negligee like the one she was wearing, except there were holes for the boobs and pussy. “Just my size. I think I’ll try it on.”
Ginger started to say, “The changing rooms are located…” but stopped because she realized Cheese was already in the midst of taking her clothes off right there.
Joanna gasped and put her hands over her shocked, gaping mouth. She thought, I’m feeling playful, but I wasn’t exactly expecting public nudity!
Cheese put the new outfit on. “What do you two think?” she said, as she proudly strutted her bare tits and pussy to any and all who would look, walking up and down an aisle as she modeled the outfit. Aside from Ginger and Joanna, there was one older lady in the back part of the store, and she looked at Cheese very disapprovingly. The other customers were on the other side of the curtain in the front of the store.
“Very good, Cheese,” Ginger said with a professional demeanor.
“I think it looks waaay hot!” Joanna said, surprising herself by just how excited she was. “But I can’t believe you’d just wear it right here!” Cheese’s public nudity was getting Joanna very hot and wet, not to mention what it was doing to Cheese and even Ginger.
“Why don’t you try one on?” Cheese encouraged Joanna, and Joanna soon found a similar item she liked. She started walking to the changing room, but Cheese grabbed her arm, and asked, “Where are you going?”
Shaking nervously, and blushing more than she had in weeks, Joanna hastily changed clothes right in the middle of the room. Cheese thoughtfully blocked the aisle in the direction of where the one other customer was, but Joanna wasn’t so worried about that. She was more attuned to the fact that Ginger was standing just a few feet behind her, watching everything.
Joanna somehow thought the ordeal would be over when she finished changing, forgetting that she was putting on an outfit that exposed her tits and pussy. She covered up her exposed privates with her hands, and nearly died of shame when she looked at the one older lady still in the back, who was giving her an evil eye. Joanna was so flustered and embarrassed she didn’t notice that the lady was holding two dildos in her hand, sizing them up for purchase.
“That outfit is also very nice, " Ginger said encouragingly as she checked out Joanna’s bare pussy and impressive boobs.
“I come from the ‘show me’ state,” Cheese said as she reached out, pushed Joanna’s protective arm away, and cupped Joanna’s exposed tits. She groped at them in a blatantly sexual manner right in front of Ginger. Joanna closed her eyes in delight and embarrassment. She was amazed that Ginger and Cheese acted as if public nudity was completely normal, and tried her best to act cool too. By closing her eyes, she unfortunately missed when Cheese deliberately turned towards the older woman in the store and gave her a sexy wink. The stranger opened her mouth in shock.
“What do you think, Ginger?” Cheese asked. “Try them out for yourself and see if this is the best choice for her.”
Ginger wouldn’t have worked in a lingerie store if she didn’t enjoy seeing and touching beautiful women. Without much hesitation, she reached out and cupped a tit while Cheese worked on fondling the other one. “Joanna’s boobs are impressive,” Ginger said dispassionately, as if she was discussing the hem of a dress. “We should find clothes that draw special attention to them.” Turning to Cheese, she said, “You on the other hand have such big breasts that I’m at a bit of a loss on what best would suit you.” She turned around and grabbed Cheese’s rack with both hands.
“I’m sure you could think of something to do with them,” Cheese said in a provocative voice.
“I’m sure I could as well,” Ginger replied, “but that might not help you find any more clothes.” The other lady in the room finally walked out of the special back room, apparently disgusted at the shamelessness of the younger generation.
“I know what you mean,” said Cheese. “For instance, I could find a lot of things to do with this,” she reached out and rubbed her hand along Joanna’s shaved pussy lips. “That’s why I need her pussy unburdened by any covering at all times.”
“That’s why we’re here to help,” Ginger said, following Cheese’s hands with her own and now fully devoting her attention and both hands to Joanna’s crotch. There were now three hands down there, all enjoying the tactile sensation of a bare and slippery wet pussy. One of Cheese’s hands expertly worked the clit.
Ginger asked, “I assume it’s important that a finger be unimpeded if it were to … say … enter a certain hole?”
Cheese replied, “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”
Ginger rammed a finger into Joanna’s already wet pussy. Joanna cried out. Then the helpful employee began rubbing. Joanna was delirious with excitement, well aware that at any moment someone she knew might walk through the curtains and see her. She reached out and held on tight to a clothes rack: her knees were so shaky it was all she could do not to fall to the ground.
“Yes, that is of supreme importance.” Cheese agreed. “But don’t forget the access to the anus.” As if on cue, Ginger stuck a finger up there too. Cheese was pleasantly surprised that Ginger was so bold. “And also let’s not limit ourselves to just fingers. Dicks and dildos too.”
Ginger apologized, “Sorry, we can’t help you with dicks today, but as you can see, we have a wide variety of dildos for sale.” She pulled a hand out of Joanna momentarily and pointed it in the direction of the walls that had dildos hanging on them.
“So I see,” Cheese said. “Why don’t we try one of those out on Joanna, to make sure if will fit in the hole of this negligee?” Ginger smiled deliciously at that suggestion and Joanna shuddered, afraid she couldn’t take much more. “But before we do that, Joanna, why don’t we pick out some more of these sexy clothes. And Ginger, could you also be so kind as to model some of the more revealing items? Look how embarrassed this girl is. Her whole face is tomato red. I think she might be more at ease if you get naked too.”
“I’d only be too delighted,” said Ginger. She walked to the open doorway between the front and back rooms of the store, and made eye contact with the other female employee there, who was helping a customer near the front door. Winking, she pulled a curtain closed across the open doorway.
Joanna meanwhile whispered to Cheese, “Have you no fear?”
“Nope,” Cheese answered happily. She whispered back, with Ginger still out of range, “You mind if we share Ginger?”
“I was kind of hoping to be with just you a bit more. But I guess these kinds of opportunities don’t come along very often. And I’m so fucking hot that if I touched a red hot poker it would cool me down.”
Cheese smiled a grand smile, pleased at everything around her.
CHAPTER 9
Cheese and Joanna spent the next twenty minutes or so picking out a large pile of items to purchase. Sexual fun was largely postponed until they were sure they’d have enough stuff to bring home first. There was some danceable techno music playing, and they all swayed and grooved as they shopped.
They both continued to wear the outfits exposing their pussies and tits. Cheese concentrated much of her attention on her fingers and her pussy, but Joanna was too shy to follow suit. At one point, Joanna whispered to Cheese, “How can you be so calm about this public display?”
“Pshaw. I haven’t done this kind of thing in years, but you should have seen the way I was in college before I got married. I’ll have to tell you some stories sometime when we’re both naked and squishy.”
“As opposed to now,” Joanna said, causing both of them to giggle. Joanna was slowly loosening up, especially since no other customers had seen them since the one older lady had left, and it was nearing closing time.
They tried out clothes with the excitement of little kids on Christmas morning. Cheese put on a black leather dominatrix styled outfit that covered up most of her skin except for her pussy, stomach, and cleavage. “What do you think?” she asked Ginger and Joanna. She pretended to swing a whip through the air.
“I like,” Joanna responded. “Definitely sexy! Hit me, mistress, hit me!”
Ginger pretended to be more doubtful even though she was secretly loving it. She walked over to where Cheese was posing. She thrust two fingers up Cheese’s pussy with a loud squish. “I like this part,” she said as she yanked on Cheese’s clit with her other hand.
Cheese laughed heartily. “And to think I’ve been shopping at your competitor’s all these years!”
Ginger kissed Cheese square on the mouth, then the two necked and fingered for a couple of minutes. Finally they snapped out of it thanks to some loud coughing by Joanna, who felt left out.
Ginger now stood back and gave a more honest assessment of the dress. “Joanna is right. Lots of pussy and ass…” - Cheese swirled around to show her ass - “but it covers your nipples. With assets like yours, I’m not sure you should ever hide your nipples.”
“Good point,” Cheese said, “but I think it’ll turn him on anyway. Put this in the ‘buy’ pile.” She wiggled out of what clothes she wore and then changed into something else, even as she grooved to the music and frigged herself at every opportunity.
In a whirlwind of activity, they set aside for purchase just about anything they liked at all, and threw the rest into a pile. They were so excited that they were leaving their fluids on just about every item they touched, but Ginger didn’t see it as a problem, since they were buying most everything they tried on, and the rest could be cleaned later.
Much of the clothes they selected had an S and M theme to them, Joanna found herself drawn to items that made her look submissive, like dog collars and hand cuffs. Cheese found herself drawn to many of the same things, to her own great surprise. But there were many other styles besides that they liked. Their only criterion was if they figured it would turn Shawn on. They were careful not to refer to him by name, however.
It seemed that each new item was more revealing than the last. Most were specifically designed to show off and expose boobs, asses and/or pussies.
But Ginger turned out to be the one to wear the most revealing outfit of all, which consisted of little more than rope, dildos, and her favorite cap. Joanna was gratified to note that Ginger also had a noticeable bikini bottom tan line, just about the only other female she’d seen naked sharing her tan line problem.
“What do you think, would he like this?” Joanna asked Cheese as she modeled yet another S and M themed outfit.
“I don’t know,” Cheese said with indecision. “What do you think he thinks about the whole S and M thing, anyways?”
“Not sure. I do know he likes spankings. You should hear what he told me about being spanked by… uh… well, I’ll tell you later.” Joanna realized naming names wasn’t wise, despite the friendliness of Ginger.
“Well, if he’s totally into it, would you want to be whipped and beaten by him?” Cheese asked.
Ginger intruded on the question, walking up between Joanna and Cheese, and cupping tits on both of them at the same time. She breathed, “Getting whipped is sexy and fun. You have to try it. I could show you.”
Joanna tried hard to ignore that, and considered the question for a moment. “I’m not crazy about the idea, but then I never thought I’d enjoy a finger up the butt or a spanking either. Or being with women, period, for that matter. So I try to keep an open mind. The important thing is, if he wants me to do it, then I have to obey.”
“Same here,” Cheese said, surprising herself with what she’d be willing to do for Shawn. “But still, let’s not encourage him too much in that direction, okay?” She bent forwards and licked one of Ginger’s nipples.
Ginger was intensely interested in finding out who this mysterious man was, and his relationship to these two gorgeous women, but neither of them let any clues slip. Ginger suggested to Joanna, “That’s a nice one you’re wearing. Why don’t you show it to Cindy, who’s working in front of the store?”
“What, you want me to walk to the front of the store like this, and model myself in front of who knows how many strange people?” Joanna immediately became bashful again, and covered up her exposed tits.
“Unh-hunh,” said Ginger. “Sounds exciting, doesn’t it?”
“Maybe, but I’m not into dressing scantily in public. There might be guys up there! My only goal in dressing this way is to please… my master.” Joanna said “master” at the last second to avoid saying Shawn’s name, but she liked the sound of it.
“Not just our master,” Cheese pointed out, though she wasn’t happy to use that term. “For instance, you also please me.” She stepped forward and kissed Joanna on the lips. The idea of walking to the front part of the store, or even trying on more clothes, was forgotten as Joanna and Cheese once more got into exploring each other’s bodies. This new concept of Shawn being their official master made both Cheese and Joanna very hot.
“And just what do you to think you’re doing without me?” Ginger asked, pouting that she was missing out on the action.
“Oh sorry,” said Joanna, as she and Cheese turned their attention to the store assistant. “By the way, what does it take to get a preferred customer discount around here?” The two of them reached out to Ginger and ran their hands all over her.
“Umm, I’m not really entitled … That is to say…” said a flustered Ginger as the two overwhelmed her and brought her to the ground.
“What about an Ginger sandwich?” Cheese suggested. “That should be worth a ten percent discount, at least!” Ginger was unable to answer because Joanna lowered her pussy onto the assistant’s face. Cheese meanwhile buried her tongue deep into Ginger’s pussy.
There was no pretense at any more shopping after that. Cheese and Joanna stayed well past closing, but unfortunately the other cute but older sales attendant Cindy had family at home and couldn’t stay and join them.
After everyone got off several times, Ginger said, “Speaking of S and M, there’s nothing to worry about. Why don’t I show you how it works?”
“Um, thanks but no thanks,” said Cheese.
“No, really. It’s no problem. I know it seems weird to think of being whipped, but how about being the person who does the whipping? Why don’t you give it a try? You can practice on me.” Joanna and Cheese could see that Ginger’s offer to be whipped was hardly an altruistic act - the cute employee was trembling with excitement at the prospect.
“What do you think, Joanna?” Cheese asked doubtfully.
“Oh, I guess trying out a few cracks of the whip wouldn’t do any harm. As long as no one tries it on me.”
So they went ahead, tied up Ginger and then whipped her repeatedly on the butt. Neither Joanna nor Cheese really got off on powering over Ginger, but Ginger got off on it well enough. Before too long they dropped the whip and went back to using their hands and mouths. But they kept Ginger tied up, just for fun, and gave her the occasional spanking or hole poke as they went through a final selection of their clothing.
Cheese was amused at the situation: two total strangers were in a locked store after hours, and had tied the only employee up with rope. Cheese pointed out, “I wonder what a policeman would think if he happened to wander into here right now.” All laughed at the delicious thought. Joanna immediately grabbed a strap-on dildo and role-played being such a policeman discovering the other two.
Ginger loved the treatment. She said, still tied up and bent over the floor, “You two are seriously the funnest customers I’ve ever served. Not to mention the best looking.”
“I’ll tell you what’s being served,” Joanna said in a naughty mood as she fingered the helpless woman. “Something spicy. A big steaming plate of Ginger flavored pussy.”
Cheese walked over and sawed into Ginger’s asshole. “You forget the side of Ginger ass. And a nice glass of Ginger pussy juice completes the wholesome meal.” Ginger cried out in ecstasy at the double assault.
Ginger’s only gripe was that her two customers were too timid. As she lay on the ground with her face in the carpet and her ass up in the air, she said, “Toe me.”
“What?” said a confused Cheese. “Tow me? To where?”
“No, toe me. Stick your toes in my cunt. Do what you want. Go wild. You have me naked, tied up, and helpless. Get medieval on my ass. I love it when my ass gets seriously abused. We’ve got the toys around here to do anything.”
But neither Cheese nor Joanna really wanted to put their toes in someone. And they were getting tired. They were also well aware that there was a lot of fun waiting for them at home and that they needed to save their energies. So they reluctantly untied Ginger in order to make their purchases.
When all was said and done, Joanna and Cheese paid for over three thousand dollars in clothing and sexual paraphernalia. To their surprise, Ginger did end up giving them a ten percent discount. She joked, “I forgot about the obscure regulation stating that an Ginger sandwich IS good for ten percent off. I wish more customers knew about it! After all, we want to encourage repeat customers. Our goal is to have you cum again and again.”
Joanna smiled wryly and corrected, “You mean come back again and again.”
“That too,” Ginger replied, barely able to keep a straight face. “I seriously wish I could give an even bigger discount, but I don’t own the place. Maybe you could get an even bigger discount if you bring your master in and have him help try on some clothes. I wouldn’t mind getting in some trouble for that. And if you introduce his penis to Cindy, the owner, you just might end up getting everything for free. Who knows? But call first and make sure I’m working that day.”
On the way home in the car, Cheese asked Joanna, “I liked Ginger. Do you think we should introduce her to Shawn? Not to mention that other woman? That was quite the offer she made.”
“Hmm. Shawn would definitely like her; she’s beautiful enough. And she’s apparently single and has the right ‘can do me’ spirit. But frankly I’ve got too much competition with Shawn’s time as it is. I don’t want one more. Or two, for that matter. And to be honest I’m a bit afraid of blondes, even fake ones.” (Ginger’s dark haired bush showed her real hair color.) “Maybe later on.”
“I’m with you on that,” said Cheese. “But if Shawn says he wants more women to fuck, we should be obliged to get them for him, don’t you think? Especially since a girl like Ginger wouldn’t be just for him. It’s fun the whole family can enjoy, if you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, sure. A girl like Ginger is nice enough, but really no competition for Shawn’s affections compared to the likes of you and me. So let’s keep her in mind, in case our master asks for a new fuck partner. She seemed very keen on meeting our mystery man. But our main goal should be keeping our master so well fucked that he won’t want anyone else.”
“Do you really have to call him Master?” Cheese asked. “Isn’t that a bit much?”
“Can I just say it around you? It turns me on.”
Cheese raised an eyebrow and looked at Joanna questioningly. Finally, she said, “He is just your brother you know.”
“I know. But I’m enjoying this fantasy, okay?”
“Whatever. You know, by calling him Master, that implies you’re his slave.”
“I’m aware. I’m Shawn’s sister slave fuck toy.”
“Okaaaay. I guess that’s why they have the saying, ‘whatever turns you on.’ Just like Ginger. She’s into some weird stuff. Phew.”
So they didn’t mention Ginger at all, but both Joanna and Cheese now had a new favorite store to buy lingerie from. Joanna also started calling Shawn “Master,” but only if she was alone with Cheese. The older neighbor found the term both repelling and strangely exciting at the same time, but she certainly had no desire to say it.
But now they were to go back home. The night was still young, and Cheese had an idea on how they could best show off their new purchases for Shawn. She was very confident that Shawn would love it.
CHAPTER 10
Shawn continued to study while Cheese and Joanna were shopping. Hui Shan came over and also did her homework next to Shawn. She wore short shorts and a white T-shirt with a low cut collar that she made sure usually hung open for Shawn to peek inside.
Hui Shan’s presence really frustrated Vel, who was looking forward to a long, satisfying cocksuck while Joanna and Cheese were gone. She was more than willing to suck Shawn’s penis in front of Cheese or Joanna now, but not Hui Shan. She didn’t understand how far Shawn had gone with Hui Shan in private, and still thought of Hui Shan as an innocent who would be safe with Shawn. Additionally, she thought it would be highly irresponsible to stop the two teenagers from doing homework just for her own cocksucking needs.
So Vel worked on things around the house until about 9:30 PM, when Joanna and Cheese finally returned with their arms full of shopping bags. They’d been gone about two and a half hours. Vel was considerably cooled off and disappointed by then.
The two happy shoppers snuck off to Joanna’s room and hid many items. This included many of the things they’d bought for Vel. Some of their purchases for her, like the dildos and strap-on dildos, they didn’t want to show Vel yet. But other most of their items they wanted to show off right away.
Finally they were ready. They moved to the living room, and then called Vel, Shawn, and Hui Shan to come and join them. They suggested they all put on an impromptu fashion show to display all the new clothing they’d bought. Vel protested as usual, saying, “That seems so improper!”
Shawn pointed out, “Mom, didn’t you say more than once that nothing should be denied me? Certainly there’s no rule breaking here. Just lots of nudity. Lots of good inspiration for my daily needs.”
“Well, that’s true. … I suppose. But what about Hui Shan?”
Joanna replied, “Don’t worry, Hui Shan, you can model some of my outfits.” Nothing had been bought for Hui Shan, because Cheese still wasn’t very comfortable with Hui Shan getting so sexed up.
“Oh goody!” Hui Shan replied, shucking her T-shirt off right there, knowing Shawn liked to see her topless. “Let’s go get changed.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Vel complained. Her concern was protecting Hui Shan’s innocence, but she was clearly behind the times on that point.
Cheese commented, “Oh, come on, if I can handle including Hui Shan, then you can. I’m not crazy about the idea of including her, but they’re right. It’s just a little visual stimulation, and Hui Shan has done that much many times already. I’ll bet you’re just worried everyone will be showing off clothes but you. Don’t worry, we’ve got lots of very sexy stuff you can model for Shawn.”
The happy prospect of Vel strutting her naked body in front of Shawn broke the last of her resistance, and all the females went to an adjacent room to change. Vel was delighted at the purchases they’d made on her behalf.
Joanna promised Hui Shan that the two of them would go back to the same store and pick up some more things, making Hui Shan feel much better. Joanna mentioned something about how Hui Shan would really like the “ten percent sandwich discount” there, but Hui Shan didn’t understand the meaning.
Hui Shan was particularly excited to be included. She realized it was another important step for her becoming more included in the sexual “gang.” She modeled the first item, which consisted of long black gloves, long black boots, a top hat, and a small leather piece barely covering up her tits. Nothing came even close to covering her bare pussy. “I love it!” she cried. “Gosh, this is just like Halloween all over again, except more fun and sexy!!”
She held a cane in her hand, and expertly swirled it around in the air. She did a little dance of sorts, ending with her legs lewdly spread in front of Shawn. He and the others gave her a big round of applause.
But Cheese complained, “That’s enough, dear. As Vel no doubt would put it, that’s a little improper.”
“What? I thought Shawn loves pussies. Shawn, don’t you like my pussy? I’m keeping it shaved just for you.” She stroked her bare skin where her bush used to be, a mere two feet from Shawn’s face. He could see every detail of her invitingly open and wet pussy lips. She positioned her cane as if she would stick it into her pussy at any moment.
Vel protested, “Enough, Hui Shan. Please. Listen to your mother. Cheese, I can’t believe you allowed Joanna to buy such a risqué item!”
Cheese didn’t want to discuss that. She simply announced, “Next!”
Hui Shan walked off, but as she left she said, “You know what would be cool? Some groovy music. Getting in front all dressed like that just makes me want to dance.” So they put on a compilation of disco hits.
Vel continued to make her usual “It’s so improper” complaints, until it came her turn to model her first outfit. She stood before Shawn and the other women dumbly, and burning with embarrassment. Her outfit had a Western theme. She wore a cowboy hat, Laura Croft-styled utility top that showed off her ample cleavage, blue jean-styled bikini briefs, and cowboy boots. It was a fairly conservative outfit in comparison to the couple that had come before. It didn’t expose her pussy, nipples, or ass crack. But the others thought they should start slow with her.
She was burning with embarrassment, and hid her eyes. She rarely thought of her husband Ron anymore, but for some strange reason the idea popped into her head of her husband looking at the scene, and seeing her dressed like an erotic cowgirl in front of all these other people Ron knew so well. She couldn’t imagine what his reaction would be, unless it was an actual heart attack. The mental image of this confrontation bothered her and shamed her.
“How do you like the outfit?” Cheese asked her best friend. “Do you give it the two thumbs up?”
“I give it the one finger up,” she answered in an exasperated voice, and gave Cheese her middle finger. She didn’t even realize she’d made a joke of sorts. It was the first time she’d ever flipped the bird at anyone, and it felt good. “This is all your fault, you know. Why the heck did you have to pick this outfit out for me? I look so dorky.”
“What do you think, Shawn?” Cheese asked. “Dorky?” She didn’t know what he’d say to describe his mother, but she was sure it wouldn’t be “dorky.”
Shawn answered, “Mom, you look so totally hot. I think I’m gonna faint from the heat coming off of you. God, that outfit makes me sooo horny.”
Vel was very pleased. She blushed even more and pushed her arms against her sides like a shy little girl, but it also caused her tits to push forward even more. “You think so?” she asked coquettishly.
“Definitely, Mom! My penis is just about to explode with hot cum just from looking at you!”
“Well, why on Earth did you make me wear this without my glasses? You know I can hardly see a thing without them.”
“Sorry, Mom. Just for this one time. I just thought it would make you look even more exotic and different. And it sure does. I seriously can’t even believe this is the same mother who drove me to soccer practice all those years and make such great birthday cakes since I was a baby.”
“I know!” Joanna exclaimed suddenly. “Brother, you know what Mom totally reminds me of? A porn star! She looks totally like some kind of porn star in a cowboy themed movie. Some corny porn flick like ‘Fuck Off at the O.K. Corral’ or something like that.”
Shawn laughed but he had to agree. “You’re right. She is SUCH the total porn star! She needs a name like Darlin’ Debbie or Janet Juggs or something. Oh, I know. Suckin’ Vel.” Everyone guffawed at the appropriateness of that.
Then he commented, “You know, Sis, I’m amazed just how similar you and Mom look when she has her glasses off. It’s hard to believe you were adopted. So, if Mom looks like a porn star, do you know what that makes you look like?”
As Joanna giggled, she answered, “An upstanding, prudish, God fearing, church going fuddy duddy?”
“No!” Shawn said, and as Joanna was in reach he leaned over and started tickling her.
Everyone laughed at the good fun, but Vel seemed a little disappointed to be called a porn star. So Shawn said to her, as the tickling let up, “Mom, sorry we’re laughing at you, but this is so much fun. And the idea of you being a cowgirl porn star makes me sooo friggin’ hot. Jesus. This is my mom we’re looking at here! Everyone should stay away from me because I’m a serious fire hazard. I’m about ready to burst into flames. The only thing that could make me any hotter, Mom, is if you dance around a bit.”
“Hrm.” She stood there. She was torn between pleasing her son and further embarrassment. She was aware that the others already had their turns and each one had danced, and the pressure was on for her to do so as well. The idea of her husband stumbling onto the scene still disturbed her mind, but then the thought came to her, I’ve come this far. A little dancing is nothing compared to some things I’ve done. Finally, she said, “Well, partner, I reckon I could do just a little bit of dancin’.”
“That’s the spirit!” Shawn jumped up and went to the CD player. The disco hit “Le Freak” was playing, which seemed very inappropriate for her get up. “Just a sec. Ah. Here.” He put on a Blues Brothers version of “Rawhide,” the old cowboy TV show theme song.
Vel wasn’t good like Cheese at doing accents or improvisational dialogues, so she just tipped her hat, said, “Thanks, partner,” and started moving her hips. She strutted and posed to the music, hesitantly at first, but more boldly every second. After only a couple of minutes the song ended and the music changed styles, but she was on too much of a roll to stop. She galloped around and whooped it up as if she were at a hoe-down. She completely abandoned herself to the dance.
Cheese called time at the end of the second song, and Vel ended her dancing to great applause. By then Shawn’s mother was a solid convert to the whole fashion show idea. She rushed back to the changing room like a kid who’d just discovered an exciting amusement park ride and rushed back to the line to ride it over and over again.
Each of the four women took turns modeling. One would stand in front of the other four and Shawn and sexily model an outfit for a few minutes. Then all four women would disappear into the next room, pick out another item, and help the next person up to put it on. That left Shawn alone a lot of the time, but he didn’t mind, considering the show he would get each time if he showed a little patience.
Shawn desperately wanted to take his penis out. So he took it out not long after his mother did her cowgirl strutting, knowing she would no longer object. In fact, as soon as he took it out, Vel immediately took it upon herself to jack him off as he watched the rest of the show. And she kept at it. He was amazed at her stamina in being able to jack him off for long periods of time without getting tired. When it was Vel’s turn to model an outfit, Joanna temporarily took over.
After a few outfits, Cheese wore one made out of an unusual, fuzzy material. Shawn asked, “What’s it made out of?” and Cheese answered by saying that he should try feeling it himself. From that point on, no modeling of an item was over until Shawn got to feel the outfit, which quickly turned into a feeling up of the entire body. He would make various comments, like, “Look Cheese, this doesn’t cover your bush at all,” and would proceed to feel up her bush to prove his point. The comments were stating the obvious, but were part of the game.
Vel grew more excited as the show got more erotic and interactive, but she still tried to maintain boundaries because of Hui Shan. For instance, each time they went to the other room to change, she could barely stop from fingering herself to relieve the tension, and she knew that as soon as she did, Joanna and Cheese would eagerly follow. But she worried what Hui Shan would think. Little did she know that Hui Shan was only holding back herself from such frigging for fear of what her mother Cheese would think. So everyone got more and more aroused, but no one got off.