CHAPTER 1 (Tuesday, Nov. 12)
Shawn woke up first. Taking advantage of this fact, he decided to pretend he was still asleep and roll into a more pleasing position. His mother Vel was under the same light sheet as him, but facing away. So he rolled over, draped his arm over her shoulder, and put his hand on her boobs.
He tried to play it cool and act like it had just accidentally fallen there while he slept. But with his hand on such a delightful orb of flesh, he couldn’t restrain himself for long. Soon he has subtly squeezing and feeling the skin below his hand.
That woke Vel up, although he had his eyes closed so he didn’t know it. Vel opened one eye and saw what he was doing. She realized he was awake by the intent in his hand movements. She pretended to sleep just as he was doing, and thought, Now that’s more like it! This is the kind of Tiger I want to see more often. An aggressive Tiger, taking advantage of his mommy while she sleeps. How delightfully naughty! I wonder what he’ll do to me next?
She rolled over a bit, so he could have access to her ass. That frightened him at first, but he waited another minute and decided she was still deep asleep. He waited another minute and then scooted his groin up to her butt. He carefully slid his penis along her butt crack, and wedged it in lengthwise (he still had no real conception how much he might enjoy anal fucking). Had she been faced the other way, he might have gone further, but he figured this was the best he could do in the circumstances. He knew how he sounded when he snored thanks to a recording his sister once had made to prove how loud he was, so the whole time he pretended to snore.
Vel was getting so excited that she had a very hard time trying to keep her breathing regular. She was very aware of the penis wedged in her butt, and thought, Damn, I should have rolled the other way. Then he could “accidentally” stick something in my pussy! Oh, Shawn, fuck your sleeping mommy; then I won’t have to feel guilty about it, because I never knew it happened!
But, although she fantasized this, it was just a fantasy since of course she would have been fully aware. There was a reason she turned the other way, because she was still protective of her pussy.
She turned her thoughts to his hand on her tit. His pinky rested against her nipple, and moved ever so slightly back and forward, slightly stimulating it. Oooh, she said in pleasure. I wish I could wake up every morning with my Tiger on me like this!
Why don’t you? the proverbial devil on her shoulder asked. The angel on the other shoulder had been conspicuously absent lately. The devil continued, The only person stopping that from happening is you. This bed is made for two to share, and God knows your husband is never in it.
A slightly less naughty voice in her head answered, Yeah, that would be nice - in bed with Shawn! But if that happened, he would be fucking me before long.
Her naughty voice pressed, And the downside of that is…? Aren’t you his sex toy now? As a sex toy, you have responsibilities and obligations. Are you willing to suck and fuck him every minute of the day, or are you going to let Angel or Cheese win out as his favorite cum receptacle?
I’m trying. I’m trying! But it takes time. I was raised to be such a prude!
Think about all those juicy loads you’re going to miss out on. Think of all that yummy cum sliding down your throat that will be sliding down someone else’s. Are you going to let him sleep alone each night? Will you let poor Tiger be lonely? So very lonely? Wouldn’t you like to wake up every morning with the full feeling of his penis deep inside of you, pounding, hammering, splitting your pussy in two? Or at least, what about the alarm clock? Shawn’s special alarm clock. It’s your duty to wake him up every day with a blow job. And then a nice, solid fuck! Some people need a cup of coffee to get going in the morning. You need a good motherfucking!
The less naughty voice in her head replied, Don’t go there. Not now. Joanna is checking on us today. Checking to make sure Mommy is being good. That drove the completely naughty voice away for the moment. Thinking that Shawn was still asleep, she took his hand and started rubbing it against her boobs. But it just hung there like the arm of a lifeless puppet. She decided that it would be more fun to be sucking his penis and wanted to wake him up so she could. She momentarily pondered giving Shawn the “alarm clock” treatment, but her devilish voice had scared her a bit. So she pulled his lifeless arm to her face and began sucking on his fingers.
“Wake up, Tiger,” she said between sucks.
Shawn pretended to wake, even though he already was fully alert. “Where am I?” he asked.
“You’re in your mommy’s bed. And you have your dick stuck up her butt. You know that’s not allowed,” she chided him, but neither she nor Shawn made any move to remove it. She continued to suck him one finger at a time, and Shawn found it much more arousing than he would have imagined. “Do you like that, waking up in your mommy’s bed, and doing nasty things to Mommy?” She ground her crotch into the top of his thigh, and slowly slid her pussy up and down his skin. “Do you like filling her holes with such dirty, filthy body parts?”
“You see what I mean about bending the rules?” an unrecognized voice said. Shawn turned around and saw it was coming from his sister. Joanna was now sitting on a sofa near the bed, dressed only in a see-through nightie. She already had it pulled down so all of her tits were exposed. Between Vel and Joanna, Shawn thought for sure he would pass out again, from sheer delight.
Vel pulled away from Shawn reluctantly, and said to Joanna, “Angel, today is my special day with Shawn. You know that. Can’t we have some privacy?”
“Not if you’re pushing your rules like that. You’re acting all weird today. There’s even a weird, kind of wild look in your eye. I think I’ll have to referee.”
“Whatever you like,” said Vel, pulling her head down to Shawn’s penis. “Just so long as you leave my Tiger all to me.” She said this to Joanna as she once more rubbed his penis up and down her cheeks and then all over her face. She gave Joanna a look that nonverbally said, “Don’t you wish you had this in your hands?” She realized it wasn’t very mature, but she couldn’t help herself. She liked to literally rub in the fact that she had possession of Shawn’s pole and Joanna didn’t.
She was in a strange mood – she was really letting go, and discovering just how wild her wild side was. It was thanks to Cheese’s “bend over but don’t break” advice that she was letting her hair down so much. But had she thought about it, the effect was not what Cheese promised it would be. Vel was thinking about having intercourse with her son in a more blatant manner than ever before.
Joanna watched attentively, silent but frowning.
After rubbing his penis for a bit longer to get a reaction from her daughter, Vel sat up in bed, and then ran her hands over Shawn’s body under the pretense of changing positions. Once again she positioned her face over Shawn’s penis, but feeling extra naughty, she put her body over his instead of getting between his legs as she’d always done before. She bent down and began rubbing his penis with a free hand while she used the other one to prop herself up. Her legs were on either side of his head, just above his shoulders. Her pussy hung a foot above his face, and her boobs dropped down onto his stomach, where the nipples lightly brushed against his skin.
Vel previously wouldn’t have trusted either Shawn or herself in this position, but she figured that now the gloves were off, thanks to Cheese’s latest advice. Maybe it’s time Tiger learns how to be a rug muncher. He’s gonna fill his face with Mommy’s dripping hot cunt! Oh, I’m gonna love it! That’s what I have - a cunt. Not a pussy, but a cunt. Pussies are for pussies. She laughed inwardly at her little joke. Then he’s gonna fuck my tits. With Angel refereeing, I don’t have to worry that we’ll go all the way. Bend me over, Tiger, but don’t break me!
But she gave him contrary instructions to her thoughts, just to drive him wild with desire. “You heard what your sister said, Tiger. Keep your hands still and make sure not to touch me in any way.” She dropped her face down and began licking his penis.
Joanna had come prepared for such arousing sights. She brought a small bag of sexual accessories with her. She pulled her favorite dildo out of the bag and stuck it in her love box. It was Mr. Excitement - the big black one that Sera originally owned and had somehow come into her possession. It hung out of her hole at least six inches all the time. She soon found herself pistoning it in and out.
Shawn lolled his head to the side and saw his sister pleasuring herself. But as delightful a sight as that was, his attention soon returned to his mother’s pussy hanging above his face. He drank in the smell of sex and watched rivulets of cum drip out of it and down her thighs. Vel periodically shook all over, and Shawn realized those were orgasms. When she did this, some of his mother’s cum would shake off of her skin, and a few drops flew onto his face.
Her timing was perfect. The closer he came to orgasm (thanks to the workings of her mouth), the lower his mother’s pussy appeared to drop down, and that in turn drove him ever closer to the edge. He stuck his tongue up into the air, and was almost able to reach a few stray wisps of hair.
Vel was deliberately and slowly lowering her privates down onto his face, waiting with electric anticipation for the moment when she finally made contact with it. Her legs slowly spread wider and wider, even as her mouth slurped up the sides of his penis.
She thought to herself, Should I really do this? Should I put my pussy, I mean my cunt, right in his face? Even with Joanna as an umpire? Maybe I should do this when she isn’t around? … No. It’s important they both know just what a big slut their Mommy is. Maybe if I’m lucky they’ll want to punish me. Hopefully Shawn will even give me a spanking. Yes! Tiger is going to spank his naughty mommy! Won’t that be good? But not as good as his tongue up my cunt. Oh God, I can almost feel it. It’s so close…
At least Vel could still think semi-coherent thoughts. Shawn was so excited and overheated that his brain couldn’t think at all. He was running entirely on some kind of primal sexual autopilot, completely incapable of thinking if what he was doing was wrong or not.
Vel slid down another good inch or two. Shawn’s tongue was still sticking up, and he suddenly found it in amongst his mother’s pussy lips. This pushed him over the edge, and he began to feel an ejaculation welling up within him. Pussy licking was still a new experience for him. He still found it a bit gross, getting his face in all that pubic hair, and had he thought about it, he wouldn’t have been eager to repeat the experience. But he wasn’t thinking. All he knew was that a big hairy pussy was right in his face, and he had no say in the matter. He had to lick it.
“Foul! Foul!” cried Joanna. “Vel, get your butt up some more!” But Vel was too busy with Shawn’s penis in her throat. She could feel that it would begin shooting out semen any second. She stopped merely licking, and swallowed it deeper than ever before.
Joanna hopped up from where she sat, the dildo still sticking out of her. She got up on the bed and tried to push her mother’s butt up with both hands. “I said, get your butt up!”
But far from moving her butt up, Vel now appeared to be grinding it down onto Shawn’s face. Meanwhile, Shawn’s cum was filling her mouth, even as his tongue filled and explored her pussy lips. Her whole body exploded in such a powerful orgasm that it was all she could do to stay conscious and keep sucking his penis. Vel felt her climax arrive with such a force that her pussy juice gushed out of her hot hole and ran into Shawn’s mouth just as he was filling hers.
Taking more drastic measures, Joanna plunged two fingers into her mother’s pussy right above Shawn’s tongue, then she stuck her thumb into Vel’s anus. Vel cried out in delight. Grasping Vel’s privates like a luggage handle, Joanna pulled her mother’s ass up into the air. The rest of her body had no choice but to follow, and Vel finally rose up and away from her son’s tongue.
“NoooOOOoooo!” Vel cried like a little child, especially as the surprise movement had forced her mouth off of his penis. Semen was shooting into her face and she barely managed to close her eyes before it stung her there.
Joanna now had Vel’s pussy free of Shawn’s tongue, and she seemed content with that for the moment. So Vel dropped her mouth back down and resumed sucking Shawn’s stiff pole as it continued to shoot out ropes of cum. The quantity of each rope was sub par compared to his usual standards, but still generous.
Joanna naturally had been pistoning her fingers in and out of both her mother’s hot pussy and anus from the very first instant the fingers entered the holes. She could hardly believe the opportunity that had been presented to her. She realized that if Vel complained, she could use the excuse that she’d been trying to lift Vel up the whole time. So she sawed away while Vel finished off Shawn’s load and then licked his penis clean.
When she was finished sucking, Vel eventually lifted her whole body up so that she was resting firmly on her knees and elbows.
But still Joanna didn’t take her fingers out of her mother’s pussy or asshole. Keeping up the pretense, she complained, “I said, get off of Shawn already.”
Vel though was too excited to think or respond. The pulsing fingers attacking both her holes caused her to climax in yet another powerful orgasm. Vel was so overcome she yelled, “Mmmff!” She stopped licking her favorite shaft just long enough to shout more coherently, “Yesssss!!!!!” Another gush of Vel’s cum covered her daughter’s pistoning fingers, allowing them to jack in and out even at a faster pace. It was as if Vel’s body was completely abandoning itself to sex, and only a lingering hint of her strict upbringing held her back from becoming an uncontrollable nymphomaniac with both of her children.
Shawn lay exhausted six inches beneath his mother’s pussy. His hands were resting and his penis was now lifeless, but he enjoyed the front row view of the double finger fuck nonetheless.
Shortly after her best orgasm of the day, Vel finally said, “Thanks for the help, Angel. I think you can take out your fingers now.”
“Are you sure?” Joanna asked, still wiggling the fingers. “Do you promise to behave?” She was playing for time and trying to establish precedence on what she could do in the future. She rubbed her thumb along her mother’s clit while trying to dig her fingers deeper into Vel’s dripping hole. Her mind screamed, I can’t believe I have my finger up my mother’s cunt! I’m pumping it like there’s no tomorrow and she doesn’t care! And her ass! This is so awesome!
Vel’s body involuntarily writhed with the new wiggle. “Yes. Mommy has been very naughty, but she promises to be good now. Please let me go.”
“Okay, then.” Joanna could see no more excuse for delay and her fingers came out with a loud pop. She sucked her mother’s juices off of her fingers in full view of Shawn’s eyes while Vel’s butt still hung up in the air and Vel was facing the other way. Joanna really played up the licking, and gave Shawn a wink.
Finally Vel sat up and moved away, forcing Joanna to stop her licking fun. She ended up lying in the bed next to Shawn.
CHAPTER 2
As Joanna sat back down next to the bed she commented, “You’re acting really weird today, Mom. What would have happened to you two if I hadn’t been here? I shudder to think.”
“I just shudder,” Vel joked, making reference to her many loud, very visible, and intense orgasms. “But Angel. Thank you. Having a referee isn’t so bad, I guess.”
“No problem.”
Vel laughed as she said, “But daughter, you know there are other ways to pick a person up. You don’t have to lift mommy up like a bowling ball!!” They all laughed at that.
Vel greatly enjoyed the touch of her daughter. It was the first time she’d felt another woman’s fingers insider her pussy (Cheese had probed her asshole earlier in the day). Deep down she wanted more. But she couldn’t consciously admit that to herself just yet. She had to ask Joanna to stop or else she figured she would have to admit to herself that she was a lesbian. After what she’d done with Cheese, that wasn’t a topic she wanted to think about at all.
She also was pleased with the whole “referee” idea. She didn’t have to control her own desires, but could rely on Joanna to intervene. She wished for more. This is great. I can go right to the edge of fucking, and don’t have to worry about losing all control. I can’t wait until Tiger is fucking me up the butt. Angel would have to watch to make sure he doesn’t slip in the other hole. As long as she’s watching, I should probably play with her clitoris just a little bit, you know, just to say thanks for keeping an eye out. Oops! I didn’t say that. No clit sucking for you, Vel. Not legal. Boundaries. Lesbianism. Bad.
Shawn said, “By the way, Mom, I’ve hardly ever done that before. Put my mouth down there on a woman. It was all so sudden and overwhelming that I couldn’t really figure out if I liked it. I don’t think I’ve gotten the hang of it. Can we try that again some time when we’re both more aware of what we’re doing?”
Vel was flummoxed. “Tiger, don’t ask me that. You’ve got me very confused. We’ll talk about that later. … Of course I enjoyed it, but your sister says we’re not allowed to do it.”
She looked across Shawn to her daughter, with a face that acted as if her daughter was a jailer. But Joanna rightly pointed out, “Mom, I’m just enforcing your rules. If you don’t like them, why not change them?”
Joanna was still sprawled out on the sofa across from where the prostrate Shawn lay on the bed, and the giant Mr. Excitement dildo was still sticking out of the bottom of her nightie.
Vel was intensely curious and wanted to change the subject. So she asked, “What’s that thing? That, that, … dildo? Vibrator?”
“That’s right, Mom, it’s a dildo. Don’t you own one?”
“No. Don’t you remember I’m sexually conservative and frigid?” They all had a hearty laugh at that. As an aside, she noted, “God, I don’t know what’s come over me. I think that’s the fourth joke I’ve made today! I feel so loosey goosy. It’s great. I feel so alive and unrestrained!”
“Why don’t you ask Cheese for one?” suggested Joanna, still talking about dildos. “In fact, I think she’s already got one with your name on it.”
“Is it as good as a real penis?” Vel asked, very interested.
“No, nothing feels as…” Joanna answered, then stopped herself. She was going to say, “Nothing feels as good as Shawn’s cock filling my cunt,” but luckily stopped herself in time. She recalled that in her mother’s eyes she was still supposed to be a virgin. Instead, she said, “At least I don’t think so. Not like I would know, first hand. But how could something plastic compare with real flesh and blood? The big size is just for show. It doesn’t actually help, though the wideness feels nice.” She began pumping the plastic penis in and out of herself, as if to demonstrate.
“Okay, Angel, I think we get the point,” Vel said. She looked over to the clock beside the bed. “Tiger, I take it you’re down for the count for a while. Why don’t you two run along. It’s still an hour and a half until dinner, so you can get a lot of homework done. But if you get hard while you’re working, you know whose lips are always waiting for a cock stuffing.”
Shawn reluctantly sat up in her bed, somewhat surprised it was all over. Joanna was surprised too. Both of them were hoping that they were at the beginning stages of a full on family orgy. But Vel’s fear of lesbianism gave her enough willpower to stop.
Vel grabbed her son’s hand and held onto it. “Tiger, today I’m feeling a little … I don’t know what. Naughty. But don’t expect this kind of thing all the time, okay?”
“Mom, I feel so good in your bed. I just want to stay here forever.”
She put a second hand on his and caressed it. “I know, I know. Me too. And believe me, I plan to suck your cock in this bed so many times that it’ll be your new home away from home. And if you want to kiss my pussy a little bit here and there, like you just did, that’s okay. Not only that, but I mean what I said about tit fucking. As long as we don’t get carried away. But we have to do responsible things too, like homework. Maybe we’ll save the tit fucking as a reward for when you finish all your homework. So get going before you make me all lightheaded with another one of your sweet compliments. And you too, daughter. Next time, if I’m standing by the kitchen cabinets and you want to get some breakfast cereal, you don’t have to fill up my cunt and ass with your fingers to get me to move, you know. There are other ways. So improper.” But all three of them were smiling, because she didn’t really mean her admonishment very much.
Joanna thought to herself, I am SOOO going to be fully fucking Mom really soon. Kim is going to die of jealousy! Family orgy right around the corner. Yes!
CHAPTER 3
A few sex-free hours followed. Shawn and Joanna actually accomplished some homework. Both of them were far behind. Shawn had a test he knew he would do poorly on, but choosing between studying harder and more sexual games, he always ended up with the sexual games.
Dinner after that was also relatively free of teasing. Joanna and Vel even wore clothes more covering than just nighties. The reason for the mood shift was that Shawn made clear his penis was still hibernating, needing a rest from overwork. The other two tried to pace themselves to him and so let him get some space. The only exciting thing was a decision made at dinner.
Joanna said, “You know, Mom, since you were so naughty this afternoon, I think you should be punished. I think I should spank you. Just like I was punished with a spanking by Cheese for breaking the rules.”
“You’re right, Angel.” Vel was all too willing to be spanked, not to mention poked, probed, kissed, fondled, and licked. “But let’s wait for tomorrow. Maybe Cheese can administer it, since she’s so good at that kind of thing. Today is my special day with my special Tiger.” Vel went back to humming the song she made up, which she now called “The Shawn Song.” She liked to vary the rhythm, tempo, and words, which came out slightly different each time:
I am Shawn’s cow
Gonna suck his prick like I don’t know how
Son makes mom go “moo”
Rewards her mouth with a load of goo
Mommy’s chest’s a hit
She can’t wait until he fucks her tits
I am Shawn’s rack
He owns my chest and that’s a fact
But she was too shy to sing or say the words out loud. But she thought, Wouldn’t it be great though if he could read my mind and hear the song? Maybe he’d get so excited that he’d throw me on the table and do all kinds of nasty things to me right in front of everyone. He’d show everyone just how much he desires me and needs my body to temporarily satisfy his endless lust. Hey. That’s a good idea for a new lyric:
I am Shawn’s hole
On the table here he’ll take control
Vel wasn’t very good with quick sexual wordplay, but for some reason she was better with rhymes and could turn just about any thought into a new lyric for her song, given time.
They were interrupted by a phone call during dinner. Vel answered it, and soon was happily chatting away. Shawn thought, The outside world. What a trippy thought. It’s like a cold slap of reality to recall there are other people out there living normal lives, and occasionally…
His thoughts trailed off as he started paying attention to the words.
Vel spoke into the phone gaily, “Yes, it IS that big. No, I’m not kidding. You’ve seen it, so why do you always ask me to describe it? … Yes, it’s about that thick. Imagine trying to stuff a giant cucumber in your mouth. Can you imagine how great it is to have your mouth filled with that much cock? … Yeah, it can be tough and tiring, but man, when you get that payoff…. … Yes. … Yes. Tasty. Delicious. … Sooooo good. Don’t worry. You’ll get your chance. … No, I don’t mind a little bit of sharing. He deserves help from the likes of you. … Of course he likes you. He loves your tits, naturally. I told you that yesterday. AND the day before. Maybe he loves them a little too much, but I try not to get jealous. … Yes. Maybe tomorrow night. You ARE Shawn-worthy! How many times do I have to tell you that already? Where did your confidence go? … Be patient. It’s almost here. Just one more day….”
Angela had been invited to come to the next day’s card game. Vel and Angela talked on the phone quite a while longer, discussing various outfits they might wear to the event. Angela didn’t realize that Shawn was in the room where Vel was talking, but Vel took full advantage of his presence. She looked straight at Shawn and posed for him as she described in great detail all the sexy clothes she might wear to the game. Her hands ran all over her body as she described to Angela the cuts of her clothes and just what she’d expose to Shawn, and then what Shawn would do to her. She also thoughtfully repeated nearly everything Angela said, so Shawn could imagine what Angela would be dressed like too.
Even though Vel was fully dressed in a light green low cut dress and she was merely running her hands over her clothes, Shawn found he was as fully aroused as if she’d been naked. Between his vivid imagination and her sultry looks in his direction, he had no choice but to take his penis out. Joanna was also heated up by her mother’s wanton display. She immediately grabbed his shaft under the dinner table and went to work on it with both hands.
Vel heated both of them up even further with her language. For instance, after Angela described a particular dress she might wear, Vel replied, “Are you sure the fabric is thick enough, or are your outrageously erect nipples going to poke right through it? And how will it look wet, when it’s soaked through and through from your pussy juice and Shawn’s big loads? You’ll look like you won a sticky wet T-shirt contest by the end of tomorrow night, I guarantee you.”
But while Angela didn’t realize Shawn was in the room, Vel didn’t realize that Angela took off her clothes as the call went on. By the end of the call, Angela was buck naked and wildly frigging herself. She finally had to end the call just so she could devote two hands and all her attention to her pussy. Plus, she got so aroused that she found it difficult to keep talking or even breathe regularly. As soon as she put the phone down, she let out a piercing wail and came in proverbial buckets.
“That was Angela,” Vel said as she sat back down at the dinner table. Shawn and Joanna had already long figured that out. “She’s calling all the time these days. It’s like getting bugged by the Jehovah’s Witnesses or something.”
Angela had been calling a lot ever since their last card game, but she usually did it in the middle of the day when her son Adrian was at school. But he was off for the evening, and Angela just couldn’t constrain herself from calling for what was the third time that day. She was becoming hooked on a drug - talking and thinking about sex with Shawn. Vel was hooked on the same drug, so the two of them usually would talk for ten minutes or more with each call.
Vel continued, “I’m kind of warming up to her though. She’s nice. You don’t mind if she comes over for the card game tomorrow night, do you, Tiger?”
“No. Of course not.” Shawn’s mind boggled. So much for my “normal outside world” theory. Other moms in this neighborhood are talking to each other about their kids playing baseball and the TV show they saw last night. But here, everything is sex, sex, sex! I’m going to fail school for sure, not to mention trying to get into college. Forget that. But it’s not like I can stop to save my life. Not with these women. I mean, Angela. Fuck. Playing with watermelon-sized tits or doing algebra. Not much of a choice there. Not only that, but I’m slowly turning… I don’t know what. Complacent. … No, not that so much as expectant. I expect Angela to become another fuck toy. Maybe tomorrow. It’s like she was put on the Earth to serve me. But surely she has her own motivations. I wonder why she and Vel, when they talk on the phone, why do they go on and on about my….
Vel picked up a fork and interrupted his thoughts by saying, “Good. I must admit, that call really worked me up. But let’s finish eating up here first, and then we can get down to some serious fun. Okay?”
So Joanna continued lightly rubbing his penis with one hand while the three of them resumed eating. Vel didn’t seem to mind, despite it being a Tuesday. She thought, Angel’s hands are warming him up, but my mouth is going to be the main act as soon as dinner is over. Or maybe my tits. Maybe it’s time for a tit fuck. Yes! Tit fuck!
CHAPTER 4
A few minutes later, the phone rang again. As Vel went to answer the phone, she grumbled, “What does Angela want now?” But it turned out to be one of Vel’s cousins, living in Chicago. That was a real cold slap of reality, especially to Vel. This cousin happened to be very religious and uptight. Vel was grateful that for once she was actually fully dressed as she furiously blushed imagining what her cousin would think. Joanna rather sheepishly stopped rubbing Shawn’s deflating penis.
After dinner, Vel was still so obviously spooked from the second call that there was no further teasing or talk of penis stimulation. Shawn cooled down a bit himself seeing her face get upset, so he figured a break wasn’t so bad, since he was already flaccid. Joanna and Shawn went to their respective rooms and studied some more until a favorite television show of theirs came on at eight o’clock. Cheese also liked the show, so she came over a few minutes before it started. She walked into the front door of the Chen house just as Shawn and Joanna were migrating to the living room. Vel was making a snack in the kitchen.
Cheese was anxious to finally fuck Shawn, and knew that he certainly felt the same. Even though this wasn’t the moment to fuck, she thought she’d have some fun playing with him about the idea.
“How is your day going, Angel?” Cheese asked Joanna from across the house, as she took off her panties from under her heavy clothes, deposited them in the underwear cabinet, and walked further inside. Cheese was starting to use Vel’s nickname for Joanna lately, since they’d become intimate.
“Good, I guess. For a Tuesday, if you know what I mean.”
“I do.” Cheese could relate to the lack of Shawn penis access these past couple of Tuesdays.
Shawn was sitting on the floor, and Cheese stood between him and the television, so she towered over him. She smiled as she looked down at him. “And how has your day been, Sweetie?”
“Amazing and surreal, as usual,” he answered honestly.
“But you look tired,” she said consolingly in her usual, slightly scratchy voice. “I’ll bet you had a hairy day.” She lifted up her dress as she said this, so her pussy was hanging right over his face. With a happy snicker, she added, “You look really bushed.”
He looked up and nearly drooled at the sight of the pink pussy staring him in the face. He was genuinely surprised though at just how wet she was. Rivulets of her juices flowed out of her hole and down toward her stockings.
Joanna quipped, “He’s weary from the daily grind.”
Cheese giggled along with Joanna. “Exactly. He’s knackered.”
“Knickered,” Joanna giggled some more.
Shawn asked, “Aunt Cheese, how did that happen? I mean your wetness. You’re all wet, but you just walked in the house. You haven’t even done anything yet.”
Cheese stepped forward and planted her feet on either side of him so her crotch was directly above his face. “You still don’t get it, do you? I’m so hot for you that just the idea of walking into this house gets me wet. Just the mention of your name gets me flowing like the Amazon. Do you know what you and I are going to do really soon? We’re gonna…” - her voice dropped down to a barely audible but still hoarse and sexy whisper - “fuck.”
Shawn cleared his throat nervously. He looked over to his sister sitting on the couch and noticed that she’d heard. Her only reaction was to giggle a bit at his obvious awkwardness.
Cheese lazily rubbed her pussy lips with one hand as she held her dress up with the other. “That’s right, stud. You’re gonna get to know this hole really well. Imagine lying on top of me right now, and bouncing up and down on me like a pogo stick. My pussy can almost feel the fullness. Your penis is gonna live in this hole if I have my way, and to be brutally honest, I usually do. What do you think of that? Are you ready to fuck your Aunt Cheese?” She again whispered the word “fuck” but this time really spat it out as sexily and naughtily as she could manage.
“Y-y-yes,” he stammered out. Somehow he felt nervous in the face of Cheese’s overpowering sexual magnetism.
She smiled at the return of his bashfulness. “Good answer. That’s right. You’re going to fuck your Aunt Cheese silly, every day. She’s going to show you what fucking really means. But in the meanwhile, you’ve gone and made her so wet. Maybe you could lick her boo-boo up with your tongue, and make it all better?”
“I don’t know,” he answered as he looked all around. He knew the only problem Joanna would have with the idea was that she wouldn’t be the one doing the licking of the enticing pussy. In fact, she had a giant shit-eating grin on her face, watching him and Cheese interact. But he worried about Vel.
As if on cue, Vel shouted from the kitchen, “Cookies are ready! Here they come!” She walked in carrying a tray of hot, freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
Cheese would have had time to move to a less exposed position, but didn’t bother. She flaunted her pussy exposure above Shawn for Vel to clearly see. She briefly acknowledged Vel’s presence with a “Hi, Vel.”
Vel’s face wrinkled with concern as she saw Cheese’s stance. She mumbled, “Oh dear.”
But Cheese ignored Vel’s mood. She commented to no one in particular, “Can you believe I’m still wearing all these clothes? We had a fancy dinner with some of my husband’s business friends. What a bore. I’m actually still wearing a bra. Can you imagine? I’d better fix that right away.”
She took off all her clothes in a slow strip tease except for her garter belt and stockings. Vel and Joanna watched just as intently as Shawn did. Then, as she continued to tower over Shawn, she put her dress back on. It was a very low cut one and exposed just about everything now that the blouse underneath it was gone. She wore it so that the slightest tug would carry it over her nipples.
CHAPTER 5
Vel meanwhile handed out cookies to everyone. She still frowned at Cheese’s impropriety, but waited until Cheese was done dressing and then went to give her a cookie too. But Cheese had other ideas. Finally stepping away from Shawn, she whispered to the teenagers, “Sweetie and Angel, don’t miss this.” Putting Vel’s cookie tray down on a coffee table for her, Cheese said, “Vel, I’m a bit insulted. Where’s my friendly greeting? What was all that practicing for?”
Now it was Vel’s turn to get a bit nervous. She stammered, “But my cousin in Chicago… And the kids… Not in front of them…” She looked over at Shawn and Joanna anxiously. But Cheese put her hands on her friend’s shoulders and directed Vel’s attention back her way. She acted quickly before Vel could complain about privacy.
Cheese took Vel in her arms and they began French kissing. Vel was very hesitant at first, as she was still reminded of her old ways from the cousin’s phone call. But Cheese kept working with her magically talented tongue, and before long they were going at it as if they’d been kissing in front of the kids for years. Cheese’s hands roamed down to Vel’s butt and grasped at the fleshy butt cheeks through Vel’s skirt.
They broke off the kiss after a minute or two. Vel had intended to end things there, but seeing Cheese’s beauty, she just couldn’t help herself. She licked all over Cheese’s neck and ears. All the movement pulled Cheese’s tits free from the low cut dress. Now facing Cheese’s back, Vel reached around and grasped Cheese’s tits while she nibbled and licked at her neck like a hungry vampire. Cheese moaned with pleasure, delighted at Vel’s aggressiveness.
Vel eventually realized that she was just supposed to be showing Shawn a kiss, and pulled away. Any signs of hesitancy were ancient history, even though she blushed as she realized just what a spectacle she’d shown. She never forgot that she was being watched by her children, yet that only made her hotter.
“What was that all about?” Shawn asked his mother as he chewed a cookie. He was surprised at the kiss but not terribly surprised. The way she’d been kissing Joanna lately, it was just a matter of time before she did the same to Cheese. It seemed his mother’s boundaries were falling further down by the hour. He half seriously wondered if he might not be fucking her by the end of the evening, the way things were going. Her completely relaxed mood she’d shown in the afternoon was back in full force.
Vel answered, “Like I think I told you earlier, Cheese told me I needed to be warmer with my greetings and good-byes. So I’m trying to improve on that. She told me that this kind of kiss is perfectly common in certain, hip social circles. So I’m trying to be hip. And Tiger, there’s no reason you and I can’t be more friendly in our greetings too. The ass is good, but don’t limit yourself there.”
She smiled, thinking nasty thoughts about the many ways she could be “properly greeted” by Shawn. Ever since her morning talk with Cheese she’d been thinking about tit fucks and ass fucks, and now she imagined Shawn casually greeting her with either or (preferably) both of those methods.
“Cool!” said Joanna. “Does that mean I can kiss you like that too?”
Vel found herself daydreaming so intently that she didn’t even hear the question. She imagined Shawn coming home from school. In the dream she was already naked and working in the kitchen. She was bent over the kitchen counter as Shawn walked up to her so her ass stuck out at a ninety degree angle. He dropped his shorts and slid his penis into her asshole without comment. In the dream it was something he did many times a day, so there was no need for words. “How was your day, dear?” she asked as he started pistoning into her rear.
Oh my, it occurred to her conscious mind as she observed the fantasy unfold, I’d better start lubing my ass up just in case the butt fuck mood strikes him. There’s no telling when I might get lucky for the first time. Bend over but don’t break, right Cheese? Heh-heh.
Joanna repeated, “Mom? Can I kiss you like that too?”
Vel broke away from her fantasy and focused on her daughter’s question. She managed to answer, “No. You’re my daughter so that would be inappropriate.” She ran her hands over her ass, and pulled her ass cheeks apart, even though she was still wearing a skirt. She was still mostly lost in the thought of getting it up the ass. She clenched and unclenched her ass cheeks, trying to imagine what a butt fuck would feel like.
“Aww, shucks,” said Joanna, thinking of the strange and uneven standards. Her mother’s reluctance irked her, given that she’d been fingering her mother’s pussy to orgasm a few hours before (though admittedly that at least was technically against her mother’s will). But then a new thought struck her. “But that means I can kiss Cheese hello like that, can’t I?”
Vel hadn’t really considered that. She couldn’t see any objection, so she reluctantly said, “I suppose…”
Joanna bounded up to Cheese and the sexy neighbor took her in her arms. They kissed even longer than Vel and Cheese just did, acting as if it was a completely natural thing to do. Vel didn’t realize this was because Joanna had been getting lots of kissing practice with Cheese lately.
Cheese still hadn’t pulled her dress back up over her tits, and Joanna took full advantage of that fact even more than Vel did. She subtly pushed Cheese’s dress lower and lower until the only thing still holding it up were Cheese’s wide hips. Joanna was wearing a dress held up by thin straps, but Cheese made sure to push the straps over the shoulders so the two of them could mash their exposed tits against each other. They went at it as if they were struggling for sheer survival, grinding and mashing their flesh together from head to toe.
Eventually they broke away. They stood there next to each other, smiling like naughty school children. Shawn marveled at their casual nakedness and the fact that Vel hardly seemed to mind about anything.
Clearly this was way more than just a “hip” greeting, but there were no cries of “So improper!” for once. Vel was a bit preoccupied. She still had her hands on her own ass, and was flexing her ass cheeks open and closed. She was fantasizing that Shawn had been so turned on by the kiss that he was now standing behind her, and about to slip his hardness up her back door at any second.
But Shawn was still sitting on the floor. He said, “You know, between those two kisses, I think it’s finally stirring.” His penis had been hard since Cheese’s pussy display, but now he took it out of his shorts so everyone could see that it was back at full strength.
“All right!” said Vel. “That’s what I like to see! If you two gals don’t mind, since it’s a Tuesday, Tiger, let’s go to your room.” The show they all had planned to watch was long forgotten. Cheese picked up a cookie from the tray on the coffee table, just to be polite.
Shawn felt extremely relaxed and on top of the situation. He nodded at her suggestion. Then he casually waved a hand at Joanna and Cheese, and then pointed at Vel’s chest. He wanted her to be topless just like them. “Mom. Your top.”
She looked over at the other two, and merely said, “Oh. Right.” She pulled her blouse over her head without any complaint.
Turning to Joanna, Vel added, “Sometimes a referee is good, but other times I need privacy. I’ll behave myself. Cross my heart and hope to die. I was in a strange mood earlier, but I’m better now.”
“Okay,” said Joanna grudgingly, “but leave the door unlocked just in case.” Mother and son got up to go. Shawn stuffed another cookie in his mouth.
Cheese was a bit puzzled by the turn in the conversation about refereeing but figured she could ask Joanna about it soon enough. But before the others could leave, she said, “Wait a second, Sweetie. Joanna and Vel just greeted me, but where’s my greeting from you? Vel was telling me that you now have special signals to get their attention. You grab Vel’s butt and rub Joanna’s bare pussy. But what’s my special signal?” She walked towards him, with her dress still barely clinging to her hips, and no clothing anywhere above that.
Shawn let go of his mother’s hand and closed the distance to Cheese. His decision wasn’t hard to make. He fondled her boobs and pinched her seemingly always hard nipples. “How’s this for a signal?” he finally said.
“Excellent!” cried Cheese. “Just what I thought you’d pick.” But he mauled her so enthusiastically that she fell backwards onto a sofa and bumped her head. She was momentarily taken aback, but he was hardly fazed, and kept kneading her boobs with his hands. His shorts were still unzipped and his penis fell in between her legs.
“Hey, you crazy lug, trying to get me killed?” she said playfully even as she rubbed her sore head. “Lying on top of me like that, it’s like you’re planning on fucking me or something. Especially since your penis is hanging out and rubbing against my thigh.”
“That’s not a bad idea…” he winked. “Thigh” was inaccurate - it was actually now resting right on top of her furry bush.
“Shawn!” Vel said in a menacing tone from across the room. “Don’t even think about it! And anyways, I have dibs on that load building up in your balls.”
Cheese had been trying to turn Shawn on with her talk, but it unfortunately cut their session off too soon. She conceded defeat with her eyes. “Go to your mother, Sweetie. You’ll just have to find where to put that thing some other time.”
But then she realized she still hadn’t been kissed by him, and turned to his mother. “What about my kiss, Vel? Doesn’t my Sweetie still get to kiss me?”
“Oh, all right. But please make it quick. My mouth is watering for some tasty cock.”
Shawn French kissed Cheese for several minutes while Vel and Joanna stood topless and watched. He continued his vigorous exploration of her tits the whole time. His penis seemed to burn into her leg. She fantasized that it actually burned and left a brand right on her upper thigh. She found it strangely appropriate and arousing to imagine herself branded like that. But then she snapped out of it. What the hell is that thought all about? I’m beginning to sound like Joanna with her “Master” fixation. No thanks!
Eventually Cheese had to reluctantly push him away, because things were getting too hot and heavy and Vel tapped her feet impatiently. Cheese sighed at the withdrawing penis and her own strange thoughts. She waved Shawn away. “Go on, run along to the twin towers over there before she gets mad at me.” She consoled herself that at least she’d have Joanna to play with once Vel was out of sight.
CHAPTER 6
Shawn reluctantly withdrew his hands from Cheese’s bouncy melons and headed to his room. Vel, still topless, sprinted up the stairs to it before him. She clutched her arms to keep her bouncing boobs under some semblance of control as she ran. By the time he climbed the stairs and entered his room, he found his mother completely nude and impatiently waiting on his bed. She’d only had a short skirt to take off, so getting naked wasn’t difficult.
“I was just feeling up Cheese’s boobs,” he said as he walked to her with arms outstretched, like Frankenstein. “Can I feel yours, to see the difference?”
“Nice try, but you know that’s not allowed,” she said. “We have to stop all these rule violations and act like a normal family. Now come over here and let me suck your cock already.”
He rolled his eyes at her strange and ever-changing boundaries, but he didn’t complain. He dropped his shorts and stepped out of them. Then he walked steadily forward - her mouth was at just the right level, so he kept walking until his penis found itself in her mouth. As Vel sucked and licked, she alternated between making little coos of contentedness and louder grunts of intense arousal. One part of letting herself go was that she was freer about making noises.
But her unwillingness to let him play with her rack was just a ruse. After a minute or two, she stopped and said, “If you’re a good, cum-filled boy and fill your mommy’s mouth with a big load, then maybe, just maybe, she’ll let you play with her Marilyn Monroe-sized tits. But only afterwards,” She giggled again with glee in recalling his earlier Marilyn Monroe comment. “Do you promise to fill my mouth all the way to the brim with your sperm?”
“Of course, Mom. Don’t I always?”
She chuckled. “That you do.” They both knew that he didn’t literally fill her mouth completely, but it sure seemed like it to Vel when she was trying to swallow it all. “Now, since you’re such a good and complimentary son, you can play with my tits as I suck you. But only if you say you like mine better than hers.”
His hands flew to her chest and pushed her tits around in circles. “Who? Marilyn Monroe’s? I think yours are much bigger and better.”
She punched him playfully. “You know who I mean. Ms. Jessica Rabbit. Cheese.”
“Mom, you know I don’t like making comparisons like that. That’s why I’m going to say stop making so many conditions and just suck me off already. Not only that, but you’re going to let me play with your tits because they crave the attention.”
She decided to reward him for his aggressive comments, and so stopped asking about the comparison. She saluted him deferentially while giggling. “Yes, sir! Right away, sir! Sex Cow Vel reporting for duty!” Her face dove into his crotch and gobbled on his dick with renewed vigor. Meanwhile she pulled his hands to her tits and helped him grope her boobs around in big circles with her own hands, even pulling on her own nipples like teats on a cow.
She brought him to orgasm with her mouth yet again, and came herself repeatedly, until there were wet spots all over Shawn’s sheets. Although Shawn’s penis was done for a while, his hands were not. He asked, as he played with her tits some more, “Mom, why did you call yourself a sex cow? That’s a weird thing to say. It’s not like you’re fat at all. I hope that’s not it. You’re actually pretty muscular with all the daily work outs you and Cheese do, even though both of you look soft as marshmallows from the outside.”
She arched her back in enjoyment at what his hands were doing. “No. It’s not that. It’s just that I picture I’m a cow that really has to be milked. The cow’s in pain and its udder is dripping milk. I’m like that, and I need to be milked daily, but it’s my pussy dripping cum instead of an udder dripping milk. And instead of getting milked, I’m the one who needs to milk you. I just have to milk your cock and empty it of it’s creamy cum every day, or I simply don’t know what.”
“Oh.” Shawn thought about that while one of his hands lightly brushed up against the tiny and nearly invisible hairs on her stomach. Another hand yanked on one of her tits. She panted and her chest throbbed and heaved, but that seemed to be how her chest was almost all the time lately - unclothed, panting, and heaving. It still never failed to arouse him though.
“You know,” he continued with both hands on her orbs, “I would have never thought you were so horny. Never in a million years. When we went to movies as a family, you used to close your eyes at all the sex scenes, and make Sis and I close ours. You used to change the TV channel if even a particularly racy beer commercial would come on. Now, Cheese I could figure - she’s so naturally sultry that it seems criminal she’s just a housewife. She has a natural nympho vibe. But you’re different. So innocent.”
His penis rested against her thighs, and he began working his hips so it dragged up and down her skin. It felt like a hot coal burning into her leg, just inches from her pussy, but she loved it.
She managed to answer between excited pants, “I know what you mean. I keep wondering if this is all just a grand dream, and when will I wake up? But it’s true. Your mother is a sex cow. She’ll die without a daily injection of your tasty cock cream. Your cow needs your fuck stick in her mouth!”
“Mom, since you’re so keen on being called a sex cow, maybe I’m the one that should be milking you. Why are your tits so big? Is it because they’re sloshing around with milk on the inside? I think they are. Maybe I should drain them of their milk with my lips every day.” He concluded this by planting his mouth on one of her nipples and sucking vigorously.
She squirmed beneath him. “No, Tiger! No! Don’t say that. No!”
He immediately pulled away. There was nothing that hurt him more than hearing his mother cry “no.”
She pushed his face back into the tit. “That was a rhetorical no, you silly boy. I love it! Keep doing that.” She felt for his penis, but it was still flaccid.
He followed her command and soon had her panting even more heavily. He listened intently to her talking as he sucked.
“I said no because it’s such a fantasy of mine. It’s too exciting for me. Don’t feed my fantasy. Maybe that’s the real reason why I want to be called a sex cow, because I want you to suck my tits. I want to be milked every day, just like a cow! I want to lactate for you, Son. But it can’t be. It’s too impractical. You’d have to suck every couple of hours, twenty four hours a day. Forever. But that’s a fantasy of mine, to have my baby son sucking at my breast. And that’s why I’ve been keeping my tits from your touch far too much until recently, because it arouses me so terribly much when you touch them. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve cum today? My pussy positively hurts. When you suck on my tits like this I’m so crazy with desire I can barely breathe! I hyperventilate! My nipples - on fire! Oh! God! No! So good! Yes!”
He kept sucking, one nipple and then the other, and then back again, until she reached yet another powerful climax. Afterwards, as they rested, she ribbed him, “Speaking of milk, you and I have to drink lots of it. Every day. We’re losing so much fluid through our privates that it’s not even funny. You need to drink even more than I do, since I get so much liquid from drinking your cum. And if you do what you just did again, I’m going to end up on the funny farm.”
She placed his hands on her tits again. “My nipples, my tits - they’re yours. Yours to own. Don’t even let me joke about denying them to you anymore, because it’s not my place to deny them to you ever again. It’ll mean that I’ll be that much more perpetually horny and crazy for cock if you get me excited playing with my tits, but so be it. Please, you’ll have to spank me if I ever push your hands away. I’m sorry to deny you my pussy, I mean, my cunt, but take my offering of my tits instead. I would ask you to tit fuck me right now, but I think I would pass out if you did. Let’s do that later. All I ask is that you go easy on me, because I can’t take too many orgasms like that.”
He laughed. “Okay Mom. I’ll only pinch them now then.” He pinched both nipples at once.
She cried, “No! Don’t! Too sensitive!” But she thrust her chest closer to him in delight. For once, even Shawn could realize that a no was a yes.
CHAPTER 7
Meanwhile, out in the living room, Cheese and Joanna “greeted” each other some more. They played with each other’s pussies and clits, knowing that Vel wasn’t likely to come back for a while. Lately it wasn’t unusual to take a half an hour or more of extremely vigorous and talented sucking and licking before Shawn would finally give up a load (given that there’d be lots of kissing and groping and resting going on as well). They all knew about his PC muscle control now, and both blessed it and cursed it. It was downright exhausting on the jaw muscles.
They sat on the couch next to each other, semi-clothed. Cheese still kept her dress bunched around her waist, as if she was incapable of pulling it back down ever again. Joanna also kept her dress in a similar position. It didn’t block any vital access, but it allowed one to quickly cover up. They figured that when Vel came back they’d have a few moments to hear the door open and get decent before she could walk down the hallway then down the stairs and get in eyesight of them. If worse came to worse and they got caught, it wouldn’t be the end of the world, but it still wasn’t wise.
Before long, they got into a sixty-nine and really went after each other. They munched each other to orgasm seemingly without ever tiring. For nearly an hour, they hardly moved from their sixty-nine, because both of them had penis-starved pussies that needed pleasing, and satisfying any other sexual need was far down the list. Dildos or strap-ons would have been perfect to give both of them that “fucked by Shawn” feeling, but for once neither of them had any toys handy.
They still kept their dresses hanging around their midsections, and kept as quiet as they could to hear for the sound of doors opening or feet walking. They heard the door to Shawn’s room open, and so managed to dress and assemble themselves before they were caught. Not having to wear bras or panties allowed one to get dressed in a hurry.
Shawn and Vel spent an hour with each other before they returned downstairs. They both seemed quite satisfied with each other and walked into the living room hand in hand, practically glowing.
Joanna and Cheese wore expressions that made them look like they’d been watching TV the whole time. Mother and son had hoped to catch the last of their favorite show, but they’d played tit games far too long instead. Cheese and Joanna were relieved that they didn’t have to fill them in on any plot, because although the TV was on, they hadn’t paid it the slightest bit of attention. The smell of sex filled the room, but that too wasn’t very unusual any more and didn’t cause any suspicions.
Cheese had quickly pulled on her fancy clothes, but after only a minute she seemed to reconsider. As the people in the group were making small talk, she pulled her dress up past her hips and opened up her top so her tits came falling out.
Vel was flummoxed. Everyone knew that there would be teasing and flashing of skin once Shawn had some more minutes to recover, but Cheese clearly was taking things to another level of behavior in the group. It was one thing to get naked at the height of passion to help stimulate Shawn, but Cheese was just getting naked because she wanted to. There wasn’t even a pretense of covering up anymore.
Vel protested, “Cheese, I love you dearly, but what on God’s green Earth do you think you’re doing?”
“Just getting more comfortable. Between the three of us women, we’re naked more often than not around Shawn. Isn’t it so? So why pretend? Why can’t we just get as naked as we want to be, wherever we want to?” Cheese deliberately kept her dress over her stomach to highlight the shocking white skin of her twin tit wonders. The dress also pushed her tits up and made them look unusually large.
Vel was going to protest some more, but Shawn spoke up first. “Mom, what’s the problem? Cheese’s right. She’s just helping me out with visual stimulation. But even if she wasn’t, then so what? Why should we have any rules about clothing at all?”
“Well, if you say so,” Vel agreed reluctantly.
Cheese seconded that with a “That’s right.” Her legs had been pressed together, but she opened them wide so everyone could see the entirety of her pussy. Vel gasped, but made no further protest.
“This is sweet,” Joanna said as she took all of her clothes off. She was ready to revel in her newfound freedom. “No more of this ‘Keep your clothes on, Angel’ and ‘Angel, looks like your blouse has fallen open’ stuff that I hear all the time.”
But Cheese said, “That may be true, Joanna, but you have to think strategically. Sure, it’s fun to undress and loosen up, but you’ll still want to keep most of your clothes on most of the time to best tempt Shawn. Look at me and then look at you. You’re already out of clothes. You’ve got nowhere to go from there. But I still have all kinds of possibilities, all kinds of ways to recapture his eye if it wanders. You have to work your way there slowly.”
Joanna saw the logic in that, as did Vel. They both nodded, as if students taking stripping lessons from the experienced Cheese.
Cheese then said to Joanna, “Now, put your postage stamp skirt back on, then your flimsy shirt that you cleverly always keep unbuttoned.”
Joanna quickly complied, and then Cheese continued, “Stand up, and take your shirt off again, but slowly.” Joanna had opened her shirt up wide from the front when Cheese said, “Freeze! Hold that position. Good. Now wait. Pull your skirt down further to where the top of your bush would be showing, if you had one. Good. Now go back to holding your shirt wide open.”
With Joanna frozen in place like that, Cheese turned to Shawn and said, “Now, Sweetie, tell us. Which is more attractive: Joanna like this, or her totally naked?”
Shawn pondered. While he was thinking, Joanna said, vamping it up, “Boy, it sure is hot in here. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll just have to take this off all the way!”
They all laughed, and Shawn said, “If you put it that way, I like this better.”
The lesson learned, Joanna sat back down with her shirt still on, but wide open in the front. She kept her skirt low slung, and in fact dropped it even further. She basically imitated the way Cheese sat topless on the couch, and tried to consciously mimic Cheese’s always sexy gestures and movements.
Vel was nervous in front of the others, but her competitive nature wouldn’t allow her to stay dressed while the others slowly lost their clothes. Soon Shawn was staring at six tits at once. Being a tit man, he’d never seen a lovelier sight.
But that was just the beginning. The three of them seemed to have some kind of unspoken competition to see who could arouse Shawn the most. They once again followed his mood: since his penis still needed time to recover, they started slowly. For a while, everyone just watched television. But within half an hour, skirts rode up. Phallic objects were held, stroked, and even licked. Tops came completely off. Mostly though, the teasing was verbal. For instance, they joked a lot about fruits. Shawn was asked if he wanted just about every large, round fruit imaginable. But this was mostly Joanna and Cheese’s game, since Vel wasn’t adept at innuendo. However, she paid close attention and started to learn the language.
The unspoken question hanging over all their activity was: who would get to take care of Shawn’s next blow job? There was the sense that whomever aroused him the best at the moment would get the privilege, but there was no telling, because it was ultimately up to Shawn’s whim. Normally Vel would have been out of the running as she’d just done it, but since it was a Tuesday, that was far from certain. In fact, the surprising thing was that she was magnanimous enough to allow the other ones to remain over at the house and compete in this game at all. She was working on being less possessive.
But at the same time, while she wasn’t normally the competitive type, she was very competitive when it came to Shawn’s penis. It was clear from her mood and actions that she was determined to show the other two that Shawn loved her the best and would pick her. But Cheese felt the same. She thought her sexual talents could put her ahead of Vel. And Joanna also thought that she alone deserved to be picked. She hoped her status as the most willing and eager fuck toy would cause him to pick her.
Shawn realized that he was in a pickle. No matter whom he picked, the other two would be very offended. Although Shawn still had his penis in his pants, the situation was rapidly spinning out of control. The three women dropped the last of their clothes, and started reaching out to him, essentially begging. Cheese, looking uncharacteristically desperate, actually cried out, “Pick me! Pick me!” Soon Vel and Joanna picked up the call, and all three were crying “Pick Me” in unison.
Shawn was highly aroused by their eagerness, but he knew that there was no way he could in good conscience pick one and hurt the other two. He wanted to pick and please them all, but he doubted his mother would take part in something with either or both or the other two at the same time. He was about to announce that he wouldn’t take any help at all, when an idea came to him. I know! I’ll let chance decide. Then no one can blame me for losing.
He stood up dramatically, and said, “I want all three of you equally. You’re all so great; there’s no way I can pick just one. That’s why we have to play paper rock scissors.”
The three grumbled, but they went along with the idea. Joanna and Vel picked rock, but Cheese picked paper. Realizing she won, she was very cool and collected about it on the outside, as if she’d known she was going to win all along. But on the inside she was surprised by the strength of her emotion on just how happy the victory made her feel.
Shawn was diplomatic. He shrugged his shoulders and said to the other two, “I’m really sorry. I’ll make sure it evens out later. I’m especially sorry, Mom, for this to happen on a Tuesday. I’ll be yours for the rest of the evening after she and I are done. Okay?”
Vel was so upset that she didn’t say anything, but she nodded a tiny bit.
Cheese stood up next to Shawn and took his hand. She wagged her finger like a lecturing mother and said, “We might be out late, you two, so don’t wait up.” She realized it was immature to rub in her victory, especially since it was a chance victory, but she found she couldn’t help herself. She really swished and swayed her naked ass as she walked upstairs with her hand in Shawn’s.
She thought, as they silently made their way to his room, That was too close! It’s time I clearly establish myself as Shawn’s main lover, or we’re going to have many more awkward and ugly scenes like that one. The other two just have to accept that I’m in charge here. I’m madly in love with him and I NEED him close. I’ve never felt such need, not even from my husband way back when we were in love. Yes, we’re all going to fuck in one big orgy, but he needs to think of me as his primary partner, almost as if I was his wife. That’s right. It should be just like if I was his wife. Me! Mrs. Chen!
Okay, calm down. You’re acting immature. Irrational. Get your act together.