“But what about my desire for a strong, independent, intelligent woman?”
“No prob, Big Brother. I’ll be your strong, independent, intelligent fuck toy! Okay, scratch the independent part, as I’m an obedient cum slave with no free will except for a constant desire to be fucked. But two out of three ain’t bad. I know you as well as anyone, and I know what you like. Strong and intelligent is good, and I can do that too, but deep down, you want a SLAVE. Who doesn’t? And the beautiful thing is, I want to be your slave. Isn’t it wonderful how it works out?”
Shawn was very surprised at all this and wanted to discuss it some more, but had no chance as his sister practically attacked him. She pushed him back down into the bed.
As she nearly tore his shirt off, she said, “If you’re going to fuck me twice for every time you fuck Hui Shan, you’d better get a head start right now!” With a quick tug, she brought his shorts down past his feet and then threw them across the room. Then she lay on top of him, grabbed his penis, and tried to pull it in towards her pussy.
Shawn still wanted to keep his vow to not fuck at home, and was still worried about getting caught. His mother was sliding further into sexual oblivion every day, but Shawn knew that seeing her children fuck each other would still freak her out in a big way, especially since both of them were already grounded for violating her rules. So Shawn struggled with his sister and fought to keep his penis out of her hole. Finally, he grabbed her roughly by the hair and guided her head down over his penis.
Realizing what he wanted, she stopped struggling. She fell to her knees at the foot of the bed and assumed a cocksucking stance with head bowed low. She thought that would help show how serious she was about her subservience. Plus it just plain turned her on to be an obedient cocksucker. She made a salute, and said, “Number One Fuck Toy reporting for cocksucking duty, sir.”
“Cut that out.” He worried about cumming before she even got started, just from her words.
“Master, forgive me for my enthusiasm. Your sex slave sister loves you. She loves you the most. Hui Shan barely knows you, compared to me. I’ll show HER! … Now your fuck toy is going to prove her love and suck you off better than Hui Shan could ever even imagine.” She immediately grasped his penis and began sucking contentedly.
It’s just like giving a pacifier to a baby, he thought to himself as he listened to her happy slurps. But a hell of a lot more fun! Obey your master, you slut slave! You cum slut fuck toy!
He was too shy to say this out loud, however, and immediately felt bad for calling his sister a slut even in his own thoughts. What the hell am I thinking? That’s wrong. I’ll have to talk to her about this later. It’s not healthy for our long term relationship for her to act like this. This is all very disturbing. The way I just snapped my fingers earlier, and she came crawling to my penis like an eager… well, like a slave. It’s wrong! I’m being corrupted by power. We really need to talk … and discuss how we… But oh! Oh my God! So good! Just like that, Sis! … Right on! Yeah!
They repeated what was by now the standard procedure: she sucked him off until he was on the verge of cumming, and then they rested, giving his penis a “second wind.” The two of them had much to discuss, and they talked some more during these breaks. Admittedly, Joanna had her fingers or even her mouth wrapped around Shawn’s penis through much of the discussion. But she kept the stimulation to a minimum during his breaks. Sometimes she just liked to rest his penis inside her mouth so she could feel its presence there.
Shawn didn’t criticize her fuck toy sex slave ideas, as he thought that might ruin her cocksucking mood. He figured that discussion could wait until when he wasn’t feeling so aroused. Instead, he soothed her emotions about the Hui Shan girlfriend idea. He repeatedly complimented her and professed his love. That only made her want to suck him off even more enthusiastically. When Shawn finally came he hardly had any cum to give, but he wasn’t as perturbed about it as he’d been the night before. He’d given up copious amounts of pre-cum as well in her near solid hour of licking. He was amazed at how much fluid he was losing lately.
Thanks entirely to Shawn’s self-control, the two of them successfully refrained from fucking even though both very much wanted to fuck each other as another way to reaffirm their mutual affection. She gave him the best and most prolonged blow job she’d yet given. As usual, she came much more than he did. She got so excited from the blow job that just lightly touching her clit set her off, more than once.
Shawn was left very sexually satisfied. But he was also very aware that it was a Tuesday, and he knew that he likely hadn’t seen or felt the last of Vel. So he and his sister rested some more until he was ready to face more action from his double-decker mother.
CHAPTER 14
Back in the living room, Cheese and Vel conferred with Hui Shan. Cheese insisted they all put their clothes back on, as she didn’t want to further Hui Shan’s fondness for constant nudity. The two mothers explained the entire story of Shawn’s “six times a day” medical treatment, now that Shawn had indicated Hui Shan should be in the know. In actual fact, the lies Shawn had told Hui Shan, such as how his penis was “sad” and by making it “happy” he’d get more energy, were fairly compatible with his medical treatment reality (if it could be called “medical treatment”). In any case, Hui Shan took it all in stride, as she usually did. But the story took a long time to tell.
Over an hour later, Shawn and Joanna emerged back in the living room. It was nearly eleven o’clock and everyone was getting tired. Shawn walked back out wearing shorts, though he figured they wouldn’t stay on or at least zipped up for long. He announced, “I’m horny again. I was thinking that Mom could help me out, since it’s still her special day.”
Vel’s eyes lit up and she stood up, ready for action. As she pulled her T-shirt off over her head, she proclaimed proudly, “Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!”
Shawn smiled and was once again struck by just how young she looked. But he added, “However, Mom, today is a special day for me and Hui Shan too. I know you and I haven’t really had much time alone today, but how about we go back to your double bed with Hui Shan? As you suck my cock, this time you can carefully explain to Hui Shan what you’re doing, and have her practice on the spot. She’s really only sucked me off once, yesterday, and other than that she’s completely inexperienced.”
Vel grudgingly agreed, “Well, alright. It is her special day, it seems. But next Tuesday you’re all mine. Okay?”
He nodded, and the three of them headed upstairs. Shawn and Hui Shan held hands, which delighted Hui Shan to no end.
That left just Joanna and Cheese in the room. Even though the evening’s events were helpful to Cheese’s overall scheme, she felt a bit sad and marginalized. “Did you notice?” Cheese said to Joanna ruefully, “We’re left on the outside again. You would think that any young man would want to fuck a body like mine, but I can’t compete with the taboo of mother fucking, and I’m too old to be his girlfriend.”
“Oh, don’t worry too much,” Joanna sympathized. She was feeling a lot better and more optimistic after his explanations and some sexual time with him. “This ebbs and flows. Right now Vel and Hui Shan are getting all the attention tonight, but tomorrow may be more of your day. I know I’ve had my days. Our master does his best to make everyone happy. We just have to wait our turn, and then give him our best.”
Cheese wanted to say, But I’m the one who started this whole thing! I should be the one getting the most rewards! Jesus. A couple of weeks ago I had him running behind me like Pavlov’s dog. But it’s slipped away from me. However, she knew she couldn’t say that to Joanna or anyone else, so she kept her mouth shut. And what’s with this whole subservience craziness that seems to be infecting everyone to one degree or another? “Master”? Give me a break! Maybe that’s why I’m losing my touch. I don’t understand the psychology of what’s happening to the others. Or even what’s happening to me, to be honest. We’re in uncharted waters here. There’s something about the competition for his attention that’s bringing out strangely subservient feelings in everyone.
She thought for a few seconds, and concluded, God, I want to fuck him so bad. Yes. If saying “Master” would get him to fuck me, then I’d say it. But not with any enthusiasm. Hell, I’d probably rob a bank to get fucked by that loving, lovely stud. I had no idea when this all started that he’d turn into a living sex machine. I’ve got it so bad, and it gets worse every day.
But she didn’t want to discuss these things either. So she and Joanna commiserated in general terms about Hui Shan and Shawn instead.
Back in Vel’s master bedroom, Vel, Shawn, and Hui Shan got completely nude. Shawn sat in the middle of the bed and the two women sat on each side of him. Vel explained to Hui Shan the finer points on jacking off and sucking a penis, and pleasing a man generally.
The lessons quickly became “hands on.” Vel was a big believer in the “teaching through experience” method. For a while the two females merely took turns lightly fondling his penis while Vel pointed out and discussed all the different parts of his anatomy. She’d developed names for some of her favorite cocksucking techniques - the Candy Cane Stripes, the Lollipop, the Ice Cream Cone, the Second Cunt, and so on. She unselfishly taught them to Hui Shan (though she kept a couple of her most effective ones to herself). First she’d show Hui Shan the technique by practicing it on Shawn. Then Hui Shan would practice it a couple of times. They talked all the while, and everyone learned new things about the ins and outs of penis stimulation and what each of them liked best.
With each new lesson, there was less talking and more licking and sucking. Before long, both Vel and Hui Shan had their tongues on Shawn’s penis at the same time. All attempts at conversation stopped, as words merely got in the way of their total devotion to pleasuring him.
Vel generally licked one side and Hui Shan the other, but periodically they would bump their heads together or their tongues would find each other. They would also kiss each other, but not for too long because that would leave Shawn monetarily neglected, and nothing was more important to either of them than pleasing Shawn and keeping the waves of pleasure flowing in his penis. Periodically they switched to taking turns sucking him in all the way.
Both Hui Shan and Vel were very vocal. Vel liked to say “Mmmm,” varying in intensity from one moment to another. Hui Shan also hummed and mmmmed, but she liked to let out little squeals and shrieks when something particularly delighted her (which was often).
Hui Shan repeatedly tried out all the things she’d learned. At one point, she exclaimed, “Cocksucking is fun! This is super neato.”
Vel stopped licking to warn, like some kind of sexual training guru, “You like it now. But do you think you can handle doing it every day, day after day? Even several times a day? Do you have what it takes - the tongue, the jaws, the lips - to be his official girlfriend?”
“Sure. At least, I think so. For one thing, it’s so yummy. Even this pre-cum stuff. And licking makes me all tingly down below. But if I get tired sometimes, that’s just more cock for you, right?”
“Hmm. Good point.” Vel smiled mischievously. “Don’t knock yourself out too much, then.” Vel resumed slurping.
Shawn’s mother meanwhile made sure that his balls were fondled and his anus probed by at least one of them at all times. Hui Shan seemed to have a special knack for stimulating his anus (near daily practice on Joanna’s ass certainly didn’t hurt). It was all so pleasurable that it nearly drove him insensible.
Vel found she liked sharing the cocksucking experience. It’s like watching your friend eat your favorite food for the first time, and seeing them enjoy it so much, she mused. Plus, we suck Shawn off so much better as two, and that’s the main point. It’s such fun to see him moan in ecstasy like this. I feel so much pleasure and pride seeing my son have a great orgasm.
Hui Shan was her usual enthusiastic self. She seemed completely unfazed sharing Shawn’s penis with his mother, and was very generous in sharing penis access.
Shawn of course was ecstatic at having these two women on him at once for the first time. I should have more of this tag-teaming. This is so cool! And with this I can please two women at once. It’s getting hard to keep everyone satisfied. This dual blow setup is so good it’s almost criminal! It’s almost TOO good. I could seriously lose my mind if I get pleasure like this every day. He marveled at the length of time his penis had been tongued today, and the number of different tongues used. But he was also weary, and his penis was weary too.
Between four busy hands, two tongues, and two sets of lips, his penis could only last so long. Shawn decided to shoot into his mother’s mouth, to help make clear Hui Shan’s position in things. He called out, “I’m ready to shoot off another cum load. Mom suck my dick while my girlfriend sucks my balls!”
But very little cum came out. Shawn took a minute to explain why to Hui Shan. “This isn’t very common, but after a busy day of blow jobs like today, sometimes my penis just runs out of cum. That’s a sign that it’s time to stop.”
She replied, partly confused, “M’kay. So we suck you off all day until you run out of cum. Then we stop. Right?”
“Not exactly. I’ll explain it better later.” Then he asked her, “Did you like that? Did you like sharing my dick with my mom? I hope you did ‘cos you’re going to be doing a lot more of that soon.”
Hui Shan merely replied, “’M’kay! That’s fun! I like sharing!” Turning happily to Vel, she added, “We make a pretty good team!”
The limber girl hopped over Shawn’s legs and tackled Vel. She started kissing her and proceeded to lick a few strands of cum from Vel’s lips and face. Shawn chuckled at Hui Shan’s enthusiasm. Vel relaxed and returned Hui Shan’s affection. They shared Shawn’s cum with a brief kiss. Hui Shan seemed as guileless and friendly as an eager puppy dog.
When they reached a pause, Shawn asked his mother, “How about you, Mom? How did you like that sharing? I hope you did, because I expect you to do much more of that from now on. I want to see you doing that with Sis and with Cheese too.”
Vel’s pussy tingled at Shawn’s tacit command to share his penis in the future, and the way he assumed she would obey. She loved it when he acted controlling. “Of course, Son. Sign me up for any cocksucking deed or duty. Though your mommy isn’t ever allowed to fuck you, she’s going to more than make up for it in the cocksucking department.”
Her pussy tingled even more at Hui Shan’s easy acceptance of these ideas and Hui Shan’s general malleability. I know it’s kind of a naughty thought, but I could really enjoy playing with Hui Shan’s body some more. No wonder Tiger wants her as his girlfriend. She has such a lovely bubble butt. I wouldn’t even mind licking down there, between her legs. I’d like to get to know that butt a little better. Her cunt has a nice aroma, too. … Oh dear! I really am turning into a lesbian, aren’t I? I’ll have to talk this over with Cheese. She’ll set me straight. She always knows just how to handle things. Maybe if I fondle Cheese’s body a lot, then I won’t desire Hui Shan’s… No. These are just the kind of thoughts I have when my mind is all fogged up with sex like it is now. Tomorrow I’ll come to my senses. I’ve been in some kind of sexual wonderland just about the entire day long! Must be because it’s Tuesday. Tomorrow we’ll have to be better, more responsible.
Even though Vel had a sexually exhausting day, she knew she’d masturbate repeatedly all night long, reliving the day’s experiences and dreaming of future ones.
Shawn kissed Hui Shan and Vel goodnight and went to bed without even bothering to do such routine things like brush his teeth. Both he and Vel were too exhausted to have any special kind of “goodnight kiss.”
Just before dozing off, it occurred to Shawn, I’ve cum, let’s see - nine times today. It sure feels like more, though. Double that, at least. So much stimulation, but I was pretty careful in limiting the actual orgasms. I’m gonna have to do more of that if I have any chance of surviving the repeated attacks of this naked army. It was only this morning when Mom was reluctantly kissing Sis, and now she’s kissing and sucking everything that moves. I can’t wait until tomorrow, especially the card game with Angela.
I just hope Mom doesn’t go all moral again. After a day like today she’s bound to have at least some qualms, like a drunk waking up with a painful hangover after an all-out binge. By all rights, I should take a week off to recover from a day like today, especially after yesterday. But I’m going to have to get Mom sucking first thing tomorrow morning and keep her that way to stop her from going seriously prudish on me.
He fell into a deep sleep right away without taking time to seriously ponder his incredible luck at having such a willing and sharing “girlfriend.” Such things he treated as givens. Mere weeks ago he’d never kissed a girl, but such a world was almost inconceivable to him now. His also didn’t take time to ponder his growing concerns, such as his sister’s slave fetish and a feeling that all these activities were distorting and corrupting his personality.
Neither Vel nor Shawn even noticed then or later that she had failed to “check his penis for abnormalities” even once that day, the supposed whole point of her “special attention” to him on Tuesdays. Excuses like abnormality checks were no longer necessary. Vel knew every inch of Shawn’s penis so very intimately by now that there was no point in having special checks even if they had really served a valid purpose. She was content in her role as her son’s cocksucker, even if she was just one of many.
But deep down she wanted more. That night, she had another dream where Shawn fucked her silly. It seemed incredibly real, but when she woke up, she was crushed to discover her pussy was still achingly empty of his hot, throbbing penis.
Joanna eventually went to bed and left Cheese all alone downstairs in the living room. Cheese was dressed in a robe, as she was going to take a shower to get all the sex smells off of her before returning home (she’d been forced to do that a lot lately). But first she just sat on the couch and thought. She was uncertain.
I just don’t understand. What happened today - was that good or bad? Technically it’s good - the complete free-for-all Chen family orgy I’ve been dreaming about is almost here. Things become looser and more sexual daily. Certainly this was a big, big day for Vel’s progress, and that’s the main road block to total sexual freedom for us all. But what about Hui Shan? She’s my Achilles heel. I don’t know what to do with her. I can’t tell her to stop, but I don’t want her to go further. There has to be a way to turn this to my advantage, but I can’t see it yet.
The problem is, I’m not in complete control here. Shawn really took charge today with his Hui Shan idea. That surprised me. I never factor her into my sexual plans, and that’s my main failing. I should have seen this coming! I have to get back on track and regain control of the speed and direction things are going. I can’t let my overwhelming urge to fuck Shawn fog my brain. Starting tomorrow I’ll have to develop some new schemes, especially to solve this whole Hui Shan problem.
And what am I going to do about Joanna and Vel? They’re so enthusiastic that they’re starting to make me seem like the prudish one! Vel especially. She’s become the cocksucking queen. Even though I’m better in technique, no one can beat her enthusiasm. She’s channeling all her repressed desires to get fucked into a superhuman cocksucking joy. And both of them have the taboo relationship forbidden fruit thing going that I can’t compete with. I’ve gotta figure out how to leap ahead of them somehow, so I can be my Sweetie’s favorite. This is going to be tough!
Continued in part 17…
CHAPTER 1 (Wednesday, Nov. 13)
The next morning Shawn woke up somewhat refreshed but still weary to his bones. He’d been up too late getting his penis sucked by both Vel and Hui Shan and his goal was just to make it through school so that he could take a long nap in the afternoon. He shook his head in wonder of just how amazing the previous couple days had been. I would say last night was especially great, but then I’d have to say that virtually every morning. It just keeps getting better and better. So many adventures! A week ago feels more like a year ago.
In the kitchen, things were like they had been for the past two days, only slightly toned down in response to his subdued mood. Once again he greeted his mother and sister by rubbing his hands all over his mother’s ass and his sister’s pussy, respectively. But he was so exhausted from the night before that not even that and the sight of their amazing bodies was enough to get him fully hard.
His mother still put herself on display for him with all the skill of a practiced stripper forced to work in a kitchen instead of a stage. She again wore the erotic apron that had proved so popular with Shawn the day before and put her huge breasts on prominent display for her son’s pleasure. She figured it was especially appropriate in the mornings since its supposed purpose was to be worn when cooking food.
She contorted her body so much in attempts to please Shawn that it almost seemed at times like she played a game of Twister with herself. Joanna again sat on the stool next to him. They secretly played with each other’s privates as they enjoyed their mother’s show. Fortunately, the counter hid their lower halves from their mother.
At the same time, she spoke to him sexily. “Tiger, did you have a nice night last night?”
“I sure did.”
“I hope you’re not going to forget your sister and me, now that you have a girlfriend, are you?” As she said this she spread her feet apart and bent all the way down so she could touch her toes. Her ostensible purpose was to get the bottle of maple syrup from a low shelf (everything in the kitchen seemed to be on the highest and lowest shelves lately), but her real purpose was to help ensure a good answer to his question.
“Are you joking? You must be. As if I could ever stop loving you and Joanna!”
She smiled. “I, for one, am glad about what happened last night. With you and Hui Shan, I mean. Though things like the strip tease and shared blow job were so much fun too. I’m so glad you have a girlfriend now. Aren’t you?”
He just mumbled, “Mmm-hmm,” as he ate.
She went on, “I mean, all this cocksucking is well and good, but I’ll bet you’re dying to finally fuck a woman properly, aren’t you? I can only imagine how much you long to fuck a woman.” As she said this, she leaned against a counter and spread her legs even wider than before. She rubbed her hands all over her groin area, which caused her apron to ride up and her cunt to become exposed.
He recalled that he’d told Vel that he’d fucked “Elle,” so he reminded her of that. He added that he’d fucked a couple of girls at school, though of course he didn’t mention that one of them was his sister.
“Oh. Right. I think it’s only right that you get to fuck lots of women, and I’m glad to see that you’re starting to spread your seed all over town. As it should be. It should be the duty, no, the honor, of all the best girls in your school to spread their legs for you. But I’m talking about something else. Fucking your loved ones. Hui Shan is practically family. Won’t that be great, fucking her? Don’t you think she’ll be a great fuck? Or is there someone else close to home you’d like to fuck instead?”
As she said this last sentence she put her foot up on a chair and exposed her pussy even more clearly, in case Shawn had any doubt who she was talking about. Vel ran her hands down her belly and stopped at her furry mound. She held her lips open with her left hand and started to dig into her hot hole with her right hand. When she got her fingers all covered with a slick sheen, she proceeded to flick and rub her clit. She held back the hood of her clit and pulled and twisted the fleshy nub. Her excitement was starting to boil. Her pussy was so wide open that the pink folds inside could be seen glistening like morning dew.
Needless to say, there was no way Shawn could remain flaccid in the face of such a tease.
Joanna, meanwhile, was sullen. She was still irked that Hui Shan was Shawn’s girlfriend, not her. She’d barely slept at all the night before, ruminating over that. But she couldn’t help to also get aroused at her mother’s display, even though the show wasn’t meant for her. With her lap safely hidden underneath the kitchen counter, she was already furiously cumming to the sight of her mother and the ministrations of Shawn’s hand. Luckily, Vel didn’t even glance in her direction, as she couldn’t tear her eyes from Shawn’s crotch.
Shawn was so frustrated by Vel’s comments that he said, “Mom, you can’t talk like that! Are you trying to get me to fuck you? Because if you are, you’re doing a pretty good job. I could take this penis and pound a nail into concrete.”
“Sorry Tiger, sometimes I get a little carried away,” Vel said, genuinely apologetic. She straightened up and forced herself to look him in the eyes. “Of course we can’t fuck, so I’ll tone it down. Teasing is so much fun for me – I forget how frustrated it can make you. Let’s not tease or talk about fucking. We’ll just stick to blow jobs and the like.”
“Yeah. Thanks,” he said in an exasperated tone. “You don’t have to go so far in getting me aroused - just knowing you’re near usually does it to me. Thank God I’m not a virgin anymore or you would have destroyed my heart with your teasing.”
“That reminds me,” Vel said. “Who are these other girls at school, then?”
Shawn didn’t want to say, since she might keep prying and eventually figure out that he and his sister were fucking. So he just responded vaguely, “I can’t give any names, but mainly a couple of the cheerleaders at school.” Technically that’s correct, he thought. He hoped Vel wouldn’t recall at that moment that Joanna was one of just six varsity cheerleaders.
Vel was filled with pride. “That’s my son. Nothing but the best and hottest cunts in the school for you. Of course you should fuck the cheerleaders. I hope you give that bitch Sera a good fucking.”
“Actually, I already have.”
She reached over and gave him a big hug. “Oh, Son, that makes me so happy to hear! She’s definitely Shawn-worthy. Spear that cunt good for me, won’t you?”
Shawn didn’t know which was more surprising: his mother’s newly dirty mouth, or her genuine pride and enthusiasm in seeing him fuck the cheerleaders. Like most everything else, it was all too mind blowing for him to contemplate, so he just accepted it as part of his new, bizarro world.
Joanna wore another item that she and Cheese had bought at the sex store a few days before. It was less a dress and more just a few thin straps of cloth. There was one strap around the waist, two shoulder straps about an inch wide that barely covered the nipples, and one in her ass crack that also covered her vulva. Vel tried to discourage Joanna from wearing it, but felt, as she often did, like the pot calling the kettle black.
Vel focused her attention on that. She complained, “Angel, I hope you’re not planning on wearing that around the house all day.”
“Why not? It’s no more revealing than what you’ve got on, if you think about it. I mean, you couldn’t even cover your boobs if you wanted to.”
“Yes, Angel, but this is an apron. I have to wear it for cooking,” Vel said, having conveniently forgotten the other aprons she owned or that she could wear other clothes underneath the apron she had on. “But your outfit - it just seems so absurd.”
“But Mom, last night you said we could wear just as much or as little as we wanted, any time we wanted.”
Vel sighed. “I said and did a lot of things last night that I regret. Today is different.” Of course she was already well into another wanton mood, but she was barely aware of such changes and seemed to think that she was “better” today. “But I guess I did say that, didn’t I? So be it. In any case, doesn’t that tiny strap of fabric ride up into your pussy and ass?”
Joanna’s mood picked up a bit as she showed off the dress. “It sure does. Just about any move I make causes it to go up there. I can practically get myself off just by shrugging my shoulders up and down repeatedly. And it’s so tight that if I sit down it nearly cuts me in two. It’s great!” Joanna stood up to demonstrate. She used a hand to lift a shoulder strap up and down and delightfully moaned in response.
Vel complained, “Really, Angel, it’s too much. Whatever will I do with you? And in front of your own brother!” Vel realized as she said this that in fact she was more trying to stimulate Shawn with the things she said than actually discourage Joanna from wearing the outfit. By this point everyone knew it was a charade to say things like “And in front of your own brother!” but it was fun for everyone anyway and helped to make their actions seem naughtier.
“Mom, you really should try it. The fabric just expands and expands on me, but it would be even more deliciously tight trying to wrap itself around your big hooters.”
“I don’t know. Maybe I’ll try it just once or twice. Just to see what kind of mischief you’re getting into, mind you. And by the way, let’s not use vulgar language like ‘hooters’ – the proper term is ‘jugs.’” Everyone laughed at that. Vel had always been tightly wound up, but in recent days letting loose sexually had changed her demeanor and she was making jokes for practically the first time in her life.
“Try it anytime, Mom. Or, even better, should I ask Cheese to pick one up for you next time she’s at the store?”
“I can ask her myself, thank you very much,” Vel said in an authoritative tone, her chastisement of Joanna’s outfit just moments before already forgotten. Vel definitely wanted one - she allowed her pussy do all her thinking lately, and her pussy very much liked the idea of having the strap ride up and rub around all day.
“The only problem with them is that the straps are so hard to keep in place,” Joanna added with mock dismay. She then ostentatiously slipped one strap off of a nipple, then she slipped the other strap off of a breast altogether.
With Shawn and Vel raptly attentive, she then moved the strap that vainly attempted to cover her pussy to the side. Still on her feet, she moved back from the counter as she did this so that Vel could better see what she did. She knew that it made her mother horny, even if Vel wouldn’t admit it. She thought to herself just how right Cheese had been the night before when she said that it was more arousing to be partially dressed.
“Look, Big Bone Brother!” she said with even more anguish in her voice. “All my straps are coming undone!”
Shawn joked, “You should cover your tits and your pussy with your hands, before you catch a cold from the draft.”
Joanna smiled. “Good idea.” She stuck a finger up her pussy and used her other hand to fondle a tit.
Vel said to Joanna, “I think Shawn sees your vulgar display well enough. And by the way, please take your hand out of your private places and try to control yourself for a few minutes.” Vel said this without much conviction, as she was already highly aroused by showing her own private places to Shawn and even more aroused as she took a good look at Joanna’s equally wanton display. She pretended not to see the dripping fluids leaking from her daughter’s pussy and rolling down her leg, or else she would have been obliged to raise more objections. In her current mood, she felt more like licking Joanna clean.
“I’m just trying to put the straps back into place,” Joanna falsely claimed.
“Sure you are,” Vel said in a tsk-tsk voice. “The way you’re acting, you might as well not bother with clothes at all, and just keep your finger in your pussy permanently.”
“Oh goody! Is that a request or a command?” Joanna asked.
“Neither.” Everyone laughed, even Vel. “As fun as it is, we can’t just sit around and masturbate for each other all day, or we’ll never get you two to school. Now you two just sit still for a few minutes, for once.” As soon as Joanna sat back down and Vel was safely on the other side of the counter, Shawn and Joanna put their fingers back on or in each other’s privates.
After a short spell, Joanna moaned, “Mmm, I know something I’d rather want in my pussy than my finger.” She snickered as Shawn continued to frig her, “Not that there’s a finger in there now.”
“What’s that dear?” Vel asked with feigned innocence from the kitchen.
Joanna was so surprised that she wasn’t berated for her comment, that at first she didn’t know what to say. But then she came back with, “Hmm. I’ll give you a clue. It’s long and hard and throbbing. Right now it looks like it’s aching to fill a hole.”
“Oh, does it?” Vel said happily, glad that Shawn’s penis was hard again after having gone flaccid for longer that she’d prefer. Then she remembered her role. “I meant, uh, Angel, it’s not right to think of such things. Besides, I’m sure Shawn wouldn’t want to stick his red hot poker in his sister’s or his mother’s hungry hole, so you must be speaking of something else.”
Vel bent over forwards as she said this, and spread her legs so Shawn could see clearly what hole she referred to.
Joanna moaned, “Mmm. Red hot poker. I like that. What do you think of that, Big Red Hot Poker Brother?” She no longer bothered to hide her many sexual nicknames for him any more.
Most other guys would have jumped up and fucked someone by this point, but Shawn had slowly grown used to this level of teasing and just enjoyed the scene. He merely complained, “Mom, you said no teasing about fucking.”
“Oh sorry. I don’t know what got into me today. I must still be excited from last night.” She went back to her kitchen work.
Joanna giggled, “I know what I’d LIKE to get into me today, Mom. Do you know what I mean?”
“Mom, make her stop. I have to eat some food every now and then or I’ll die of starvation. Death by sexy teasing.”
When Vel finally put the pancakes on plates and served it to her children she once again stole a peek over the counter at the state of Shawn’s penis. She smiled to see Joanna was right about its hardness.
Once again, her children had taken their hands off of each other before she walked towards them, but they had been generally too careless this morning and not quick enough.
Vel said reprovingly, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing to each other. Keep your fingers in your own privates, if you can, please. Generally speaking, Angel, I expect you to keep him hard while he eats with some light, gentle stroking, but absolutely nothing more, or he says we’ll kill him. And he’s far too young and sexy and unfucked to die just yet. Is that clear?”
Joanna giggled with glee. “Yes, Mom.”
Vel turned to her son. “Tiger, it’s a violation of the rules to finger fuck your sister, you know.”
“Sorry, Mom,” he said abashedly. He had no idea what the rules were anymore. They seemed to be more or less whatever Vel felt like at the moment. He couldn’t tell if she was serious or not, after her false chiding of Joanna’s behavior. But he didn’t raise any questions.
She continued, happier, “That’s okay. I’ll forgive it since you obviously need a lot of help getting hard this morning. And you can really make it up to me if you shoot a big load of your cum in my mouth. You think you’re up for that, or do you want more time to eat?”
“I think I’ll go with the death by cocksucking.”
“Good choice.” Vel smiled. She turned to Joanna. “And as for you, young lady, of course it’s fine for you to stroke your brother’s cock whenever he needs it. I especially approve wholeheartedly of any stealth stroking while Shawn has to eat because I normally am too busy then to help. But no sneaking around my back to do it. And remember that you’re still being grounded and you’re allowed only one of his loads per day until your grounding is over.”
“Yes, Mom.” She had her head bowed. “But remember you said I could get double the penis access until Friday for leaving him be on Tuesday.”
CHAPTER 2
Cheese didn’t come over right after Shawn and Joanna left for school, as she normally did.
Cheese was still puzzled over what to do after the events of the night before. My grand scheme is still going forward, but it’s slipping out of my control. How to get it back? There is one idea. It would be a bit of a neutron bomb. I don’t know if I have the duplicity to use it. The problem? Vel and Joanna have the incest taboo going for them, making sex between Shawn and them that much hotter, and making them possibly more important to him than I am. The solution? I have to become family too. Neither Vel nor her children have the slightest clue about Shawn’s genetic parents, except for some kind of vague guess that he comes from a Mediterranean ethnic background, due to his naturally dark skin and general appearance.
I could drop a bombshell and claim that I am his real birth mother. Wow. Suddenly, I’d be more of his mother than Vel is. I could say he was the offspring of an illicit affair I had with a swarthy man during my couple of years in France. The timing would work out - I was gone when Shawn was born, and it would explain why Vel never saw me pregnant. Keeping it secret from my husband would explain why I gave him up for adoption right after birth and never even told her. And I would have wanted him close and treated him like my own son, so I made a secret arrangement with the adoption agency to put him in her hands - it all fits together so neatly. Plus, the whole Chen family is so nice and trusting that they’d certainly fall for it.
The only problem is that it would be a complete lie. It’s so dastardly. Am I so desperate and conniving to actually use that story? … No. The answer is no. The problem is, it’s not a harmless lie, like most of my lies in my schemes. It would hurt Vel very much. She has just about convinced herself that her children are her real children and not adopted. It would be devastating for her. I would be torn apart by guilt and unable to enjoy my victory. I can’t do it. … Yet. I can’t do it yet. But if Shawn were to completely spurn me, God forbid, if he doesn’t even let me suck him off daily, then I don’t know what kind of craziness I’d be capable of.
I have to find another way. But how? I could find a lot of cruel ways to push Joanna or Vel down, but they’re just about my favorite people in the whole world. I couldn’t hurt them. I have to make Shawn love me more, without loving them any less. It’s great if we all love each other more and more, it’s just that I have to be number one in his heart. I have to! I know it’s an immature feeling, but that’s love. I want to possess him. Being his favorite would mean more to me than anything in the whole world. But how? How? HOW? I’m already doing everything I can. It’s so damn frustrating!
The other way to become family is to become his wife. That’s been my secret fantasy for over a year now. To be his wife: Mrs. Shawn Chen. But it’s so pie in the sky. I rarely allow myself to think about it. He wasn’t even considering me when he chose an official girlfriend yesterday. That really hurt, but it’s no wonder. I’m twice his age. And of course there’s the very unpleasant fact that I’m married. I could change that with a quick divorce, but then I wouldn’t live next door, I would cause trauma to Hui Shan and Brad just as they’re finishing high school, I might have to get a job… Lots of problems. But it’s a moot point, because Shawn would never consider marrying me in the first place.
Furthermore, SHOULD he even marry me? I should think about what’s best for him and not just what works for me and my fantasies. Why saddle him with an old broad when he’s just starting out in life? … Oh no. What if he actually marries AMY? He doesn’t deeply love her like he does his sister or mother, but that could change with time. I hadn’t even thought about that possibility last night when I was dumbly agreeing to the official girlfriend idea. I’m just not sharp lately. Too much time fantasizing about getting fucked and not enough time strategizing.
Woe is me! I never thought I would use that phrase in all seriousness, but that’s how I feel. Woe is me. Think of something, Cheese! You always think of something and get out of every pickle, so think of something and get out of this one!
Cheese brooded for over an hour, but still could see no solution to her problems. She decided to go over to Vel’s house and do their usual exercising and retelling of the previous day’s events. Between their new kissing and nude sunbathing habits, not to mention just how arousing the previous day was, she knew she’d be in for a hot time. She figured after a couple hours of that she could be alone and focus again on her problem.
All the time Cheese spent in deep thought gave Vel a rare opportunity to be alone and think for herself. In the past week or two, Cheese had kept a close eye on Vel and made doubly sure that she stayed in at least some kind of erotic mood nearly every single hour of the day. Cheese took care of most of Vel’s mundane chores like shopping so Vel wouldn’t ever have to leave the house. Whenever Vel left the house for long periods of time, it was a big setback for her mental state, so Cheese continually tried to prevent that.
But now Vel had a long chance to think, and the more she thought, the more unhappy she became. While she cleaned up everyone’s cum from the kitchen floor, she had a dramatic change of heart. She had a flashback to when her children were small and some food would always fall to the floor. Now instead of peas and spilled milk it was crusted cum hosed all over her face and the floor by her precious little boy. The reality of how things had changed hit her like a ton of bricks and frightened her.
Cheese walked in the door thrilled to see another day. As she took off her shirt and put it in the underwear cabinet, she thought, We’re going to have LOTS of fun even before Shawn gets home. What’ll I do with Vel first? Just how far will we go?
But then she looked up and saw Vel. Her best friend looked like she was in mourning, fully clothed in black. On closer inspection, it was more like how a high priced call girl might dress for a funeral - the shiny, black number was cut to show a deep valley of cleavage. Cheese thought with amusement that this was now Vel’s outer limit of what she’d wear; something ridiculously conservative by her new standards.
As Cheese drew near, Vel requested, “Please don’t kiss me. Please. Today’s not a good day.”
“What’s the problem?” Cheese asked. She privately thought, Uh-oh. Here comes trouble. Another bump in the road.
The words poured out of Vel. “I don’t know why all of the sudden now, but I’m filled with doubt and regret about how things are going with Shawn. I feel things are spiraling out of control. … I mean, things started out because of Shawn’s medical condition, and I just wanted to help him out. But I’m too weak! I’ve let it all go too far, not just with Shawn, but with you, and Joanna, and Hui Shan too. None of this has anything to do with his medical problem any more. I’ve been in such a sexual fog that I can barely even remember what his problem was in the first place. I have to stop this while I still have some willpower left. You know what happened last night. I was so docile and just let Shawn do anything to anybody, including me. The way he forced me to do that strip tease, and then suck him off together with Hui Shan. It was humiliating!”
Cheese cut in. “Oh, come on. He didn’t force you. You loved it, and you know it.”
Vel thought, and then conceded the point. “I know. But that’s the problem. I love it too much! You should have seen how I was acting this morning. I woke up thinking that I would act more responsibly, but that lasted all of about five seconds. As soon as Shawn walked into the kitchen and put his hands on my butt, I was a goner. Within minutes I was all but begging to get fucked. It was like an orgy instead of a breakfast. I mean, really! Sometimes I wonder why Shawn doesn’t just up and fuck me. Before too long, everybody here is going to end up having sex with everybody else!”
Cheese stood there, topless, at a total mental loss. She had been in the process of changing, as she always did immediately upon entering the Chen household. She thought to herself, And an orgy would be considered a bad thing?!? That’s my whole plan! She was still getting used to the fact that she wouldn’t get to play with Vel’s body, and had trouble relating to Vel’s new mood. She asked, “And you have a problem with that?”
“Of course I have a problem with that! Cheese, you have to back me up here! I mean … it’s not that I’m not enjoying things. That’s the problem. I’m enjoying them too much! I can’t maintain any boundaries, and all I can think about is sex, sex, sex. I’ve got Shawn’s hunky body or his penis on my mind all the time. I think I’m going mad!
“Just this morning, I mildly scolded Shawn for finger fucking Joanna in front of me. That’s not what normal families do! Especially because my main problem with his action was that he was doing it to her and not to me. I don’t consider myself the jealous type, normally, and sometimes I enjoy hearing about his other sexual conquests. But I’m slowly changing. I want Shawn to be with nobody but me, all day long. It pains me terribly when he has to go to school for seven long hours. They’re so painfully long! If I didn’t have you to keep me company during the day I couldn’t bear it. Obviously I can’t keep going on like this. But I’m not blaming anybody but myself. I haven’t provided the leadership and discipline my children need. I just keep giving in to my urges, over and over.”
She thought to herself some more, then continued, “I mean, my problem is that I’m mentally split in two. There’s a part of me that really wants to fuck Shawn, and even do, do…” She whispered quietly, “Do things to women too!” She continued in a normal voice, “That’s how depraved I am. The things I’ve been thinking about doing to you… You don’t even want to know. I can’t say! But there’s another part that finds it morally reprehensible and spiritually wrong. I realize now that I’ve been clueless lately, not thinking things through and not really thinking at all. That’s because my mind is at war with itself. So I’ve just been turning my mind off rather than open up this can of worms. I don’t want to go back to how things were before this all started. No way. If I don’t get to suck Shawn’s cock every day, I think I’ll just die. I can’t go on without loving him, physically. Deeply. In every way. But I really can’t go on like this either. I’m too obsessed!”
She sighed. “I have to strike a bShawnce somehow, and have some level of daily sexual interaction while having a life free of sex some hours of the day. But the boundaries aren’t working. It’s not Shawn’s fault. He’s been heroic in his restraint, I know. It’s mostly because I always let things slide because secretly I just want to get fucked. But I can’t. I shouldn’t. I’m so torn! And what would I do without him? What if he were to move away? My life would be destroyed. But he needs to live his own life and not have me hanging around his neck.”
Cheese’s heart went out to Vel’s plight. She thought, I had no idea that Vel was so conflicted deep inside. That’s probably because she’s riding an erotic buzz most of the day and suppresses it all. She’s a pretty smart woman normally, but these past weeks, most of the time she’s so sexed up she has the intellect of a potted plant. But it looks like her childhood strictures against incest still haunt her, and it all comes out whenever the action stops. There’s really only one solution. She has to get over the hump by humping, so to speak. She has to get used to fucking her son, and over time all her doubts will ebb away.
Vel sighed deeply. “I think I need professional help. I have to see a psychiatrist, immediately, before things get even more crazy!”
“Hmm. A psychiatrist, you say?” Cheese said while her mind frantically schemed. How am I going to spin this? With no outsiders interfering, my plan to turn the Chen house into a giant, non-stop orgy party has been slowly but surely succeeding. But if she talks to someone like a real psychiatrist, fuck knows what’ll happen from that. Wait – I know what’ll happen. The psychiatrist won’t buy Shawn’s medical condition story, because let’s face it, it can sound absurd if you don’t want to believe it in the first place. They’ll ask a few other doctors about it, and the entire thing will unravel. Dr. Fredrickson and Nurse Caelist may do prison time, for starters. No way can I let that happen. I have to convince her not to see anybody. That’s the…
As if Vel had read Cheese’s last thought, she said, “Don’t try to make me change my mind. I’ve got my mind made up. I know what you’re going to say: that no outsider should learn of Shawn’s medical problem. Who knows if even a trained professional will tell, and so on? And it’s true I don’t know a good doctor that can be trusted. But I think the situation demands taking the risk.”
Cheese failed to answer that. To stall for time, she diverted the subject and said, “By the way, I feel frightfully underdressed. How embarrassing.” She went to the underwear cabinet to retrieve her shirt.
“Oh. Sorry about that. Actually, it’s fine if you leave it off, but if you put it back on that could help me think. This is one of my problems: my arousal when I see… when I see…” Vel didn’t want to bring up her recent lesbian urges with Cheese, since Cheese was the main focus of those urges. So instead she covered up her verbal stumble. “It’s not like we suddenly can’t go nude. After all, the task of helping Shawn with his six time target never ends.”
“I think I’ll just put it back on then.” Dressing allowed Cheese to stall for time while she thought of new ideas. I don’t think this would be the appropriate moment to take the egg vibrator out of my pussy, too. But it’s so hard to think with it in there! Damn. Focus Cheese. … Okay, how about this. If she doesn’t know a good doctor, what if I get a fake doctor to tell her lies? It worked so well once before to get this whole ball rolling. Caelist really grew into her role. But whom can I pick for this? I don’t know any psychiatrists at all, so I can’t get one to lie like I did with Dr. Fredrickson. What if I get someone to impersonate one? Wait! I know the perfect person. My old college dorm mate, Henrietta.
“Vel,” she finally said once she’d slipped her shirt back over her shoulders, “as you can tell, I’m pondering this situation deeply. I think you have a good point about seeing a psychiatrist. Personally, I think pleasure is nothing to be ashamed of, and these last few weeks have been the best of my life. But we don’t know the long-term psychological effects, for you, or for your children. I didn’t realize you’ve been so conflicted inside.”
Vel explained, “That’s because I’ve been turning my brain off, more or less, so I could just be in denial about everything and enjoy the moment. And they’ve been the best weeks of my life, too. But the slippery slope! Where is this leading? I can’t control it.”
Cheese continued, “You should see someone about this. True, it’s a risk. If this gets out, you could destroy everyone’s lives, for sure. I know you said that Shawn still needs his help, but do you personally really want to stop altogether? Do you really want to give up your daily dose of your son’s cum?”
“Of course not. No way. I was thinking maybe I wouldn’t be fully honest with the psychiatrist…”
“So you need someone who has some sympathy to Shawn’s medical needs, and your vital role in helping him out.”
“Yes, if there’s anyone out there sympathetic. Do you think there is? We have to keep helping Shawn with his medical treatment, no matter what. He can’t do it alone.”
Cheese pointed out, “Not many professionals are going to have any sympathy for this whole situation, even though it’s all very medically justified. But I think I have the solution. I have a friend who’s a psychiatrist. She’s someone we can trust. She’s also very open-minded and has a healthy attitude towards sexual things. It would be an almost perfect fit. I just hope she’s around. I haven’t spoken to her in years.”
“Oh, Cheese, that’s great!” She’d kept her physical distance from Cheese this morning, afraid they might end up kissing or more, but she excitedly walked up to her and gave her a big hug. “Who is she? Tell me more!”
“Well, I don’t want to get your hopes up and then have them crash. For one thing, she doesn’t even live in this county. She lives up in Los Angeles, last I knew. But she could be in Timbuktu for all I know, now. Let me go back home and make some calls; try to track her down. But I’d trust her with my life. No worries about the security aspect, if she can do it.”
Cheese left not long after, indeed so she could track down her old friend. As she walked back to her house, she thought, Too true! I haven’t spoken to Henrietta in years. What is it, five years? I think she’d definitely be into helping, as long as she hasn’t died or turned into a Jesus freak or something. She’s so wild, she makes me look tame. Or at least she was. Henrietta, be home!
Cheese rushed into her house and found her phone book. She was in such a hurry that she didn’t take the time to remove the mini dildo that pulsed inside of her. It was set to change intensity levels at random and happened to be on high. She immediately dialed her friend.
“Henrietta? … You’re home! Great! It’s me, Cheese. … Uh hunh. Look, I need to know urgently: no big changes in your life lately – married, kids, new job, something like that? … No, same old you, living life, having fun? Great! … Unh! Oh yes!” Half of her excitement came from the dildo. “This may sound weird, but I have a huuuuge favor to ask…”
Cheese briefly and vaguely outlined the situation and the need for her friend Henrietta to play the role of a psychiatrist for a day. Henrietta proved to be game, especially when she was told that there would be some excellent sex involved. To sweeten the pot, Cheese promised plenty of money to cover her time and hassle.
Henrietta worked as a dental assistant by day, but lived for the nightlife. She was in her late thirties like Cheese, but remained unmarried, and was addicted to L.A.’s swinging club scene. Over the years she’d experienced plenty of boyfriends, orgies, drugs, rock n’ roll, and every type of hedonism she could find. But she still looked great and kept going strong. In fact, she had a very similar tall and buxom physique to Cheese and Vel.
Cheese truly did trust Henrietta because she knew her friend lived just for the moment. Something like blackmailing Cheese to keep quiet went deep against her nature.
The one problem Cheese had was that she couldn’t really imagine Henrietta as a doctor. Given Henrietta’s past jobs as such things as a professional stripper, the best Cheese could do was conjure up the ridiculous image of Henrietta nearly naked and carrying some books. But luckily, Henrietta had done a lot of acting in Hollywood (mostly minor roles in soft-core porn movies) so she could at least play a role convincingly.
After she got the initial thumbs up and outlined a brief plan, Cheese hung up and called Vel. “Hi, Vel? Guess what? Henrietta is still around, and still a psychiatrist! That’s the name of the friend I was talking about. … Not only that, but I briefly outlined your problem and your urgent need, and she has agreed to make room to see you the day after tomorrow! Isn’t that great? … Of course, you’ll have to drive up to Los Angeles, but her office is only about an hour and a half away from here, so that’s not too bad. She also wants to see Shawn and Joanna to see the problem from all angles. … Uh huh, on the same day. They’ll obviously have to miss school. Figure on at least half a day, with the driving. … Just have them call in sick.”
After she talked to Vel some more, Cheese called Henrietta back and they made their plans. Henrietta really did live in L.A., an adversity that Cheese turned into an advantage. If the “doctor” was in the same town, Vel might want to have weekly appointments, and that would never work since Henrietta didn’t know psychiatry from a hole in the ground. Plus, they’d have to immediately rent short-term office space and if it was nearby Vel might pass by the spot some other time and notice it wasn’t there any more.
Cheese drove to L.A. that same day to discuss the situation for hours with Henrietta so she’d be coached on what to say. While she was there, she made all the arrangements to make a believable office.
Cheese wasn’t happy that Vel had this psychiatrist idea, but she looked on the positive side. If I can pull this off, I can use this to drive Vel and the others even deeper into sexual abandon. Get the doctor to say everything is okay as is, and she’ll no longer to have any excuse to hold back any more. This could actually get rid of what remains of her moral qualms and heal her mental split that’s been troubling her. True, we’ll all benefit, but really it’s for her own good. God, I’m brilliant!
CHAPTER 3
Shawn’s day at school was very “Peggy-ious,” as he liked to put it. He spent most of lunch with Peggy to make up for the fact that he couldn’t get it up for her the day before. As they were doing pretty much every day when Shawn had enough time, they had fun with role playing.
They played a fantasy where Shawn was a vampire. But he wasn’t just any vampire. He was a vampire who needed pussy juice instead of blood to survive. After much chasing around the room and the holding up of crosses, Shawn caught Peggy and playfully bit at her neck and her ears. As he tore open her blouse (she was losing a lot of buttons lately, as he really liked to do that in their games), he sucked on her nipples and tweaked her tits for a few minutes. Then he had her bend over the table and pulled down her pants and undies.
In a Transylvanian accent he said, “I vant to suck your cunt! Bwa-ha-ha-ha!” Then he got down to the business of pussy licking from the behind. He pointed out that as a pussy vampire he needed a heck of a lot of pussy juice, so he licked her hole from a variety of positions.
In fact, he steered the fantasy in this direction because he wanted to practice his pussy licking. They did that for most of the lunch period.
Slowly the fantasy dissolved and they reverted to their natural roles of teacher and student. Peggy continued her lessons about the finer points of going down on a woman. He still wasn’t good at it and would have much preferred doing most anything else with Peggy’s body, but he pushed himself. She assured him that he would slowly get better and more comfortable with it, and she was right. By the end of their time together he began to enjoy it. He found it was a lot of fun to do something arousing with his tongue and hear the moans of great pleasure in response.
But he preferred to lay on top of Peggy right on the table she used to teach his class. With both of them completely naked by now, he fell back into the vampire role and really got to know her neck during the times they didn’t lock lips. He gave her enough hickies and small bites to last a lifetime. She was happy to have her boobs mash into his strong chest, but she wasn’t so comfortable with the fact that his penis was only inches from her pussy lips. So she clamped the penis between her thighs and kept it there to make sure “it didn’t get into any mischief” as she put it. Since she was so athletic from her love of surfing and other sports, her thighs were quite muscular. She squeezed his penis with her impressive thigh muscles, which kept it hard and happy.
The grand finale was one of Peggy’s extraordinary blow jobs. She took him deeper and deeper until it became a deep throat. Again her tongue, mouth, lips, and hands all worked to drive him over the edge. Nothing made him feel so good. He suspected that even if he could fuck her, the deep throat would probably feel better. But he still wanted to fuck her bad just the same.
Yet, for all this activity, they only spent about twenty minutes together. Shawn had been talked into another cheerleader painting job, this time for Candice. So everything they did felt a bit rushed.
Aside from the usual lack of time, their biggest problem was that they had no bed to lie in. Even though they still weren’t fucking yet, they usually wanted to get more intimate than just mutual masturbation on uncomfortable desks and chairs. Peggy had taken to keeping sheets and pillows in the closet behind her desk, and she would lay them out on the ground so they wouldn’t have to roll around on a cold and dirty concrete floor. But she could hardly go any further and bring in a mattress into her classroom. Even the sheets had their own dangers. Despite their best efforts to keep things clean, on a day where Shawn stayed for a while the sheet would get covered with sweat and cum. Then Peggy would have to smuggle it out in her bag and replace it with a new one. They longed for a better and safer place to play.
Their problem was compounded by the fact that they both loved role playing so much. Just before he left, Peggy asked him, “So what are we going to play tomorrow?”
“Hmm. So many excellent choices. You want to get really wild? Okay. I want to be Father Shawn, a Catholic priest. And I want you to be Sister Peggy. Or Peggy. That’s better; sounds more religious.”
“Young man, you are one twisted fuck. I love it! Okay! But how? If we do that, we’d have to take it to a whole other level. We need costumes to really make it work. And that’s just one fantasy. We’re gonna need a lot of costumes.”
“It was just an idea. I can pick something simpler.”
“No. I’m into it. Except that I call dibs on me being Princess Leia and you being Han Solo the day after that.”
“Okay. Cool. You don’t want me to be Luke Skywalker?”
“No. I like my guys to be a little more rugged and complicated. Plus she’s Luke’s sister. Gross!”
“Oh. Right. Forgot.” Shawn blushed and hoped his reaction wouldn’t somehow give away what he was did with his own sister.
She appeared not to notice anything unusual and continued, “Anyhow, so we’ve got the lack of bed problem. The smuggling in and out of sheets. The pillow in the closet. Getting rid of the cum smell. Looking all hot and bothered at the start of fifth period class. And to top it all off, now I’ve got to smuggle in and out a nun’s habit and a priest’s outfit. What if I get caught? That’ll be a little bit awkward, to say the least. A teacher bringing sheets and costumes into the classroom? How to explain that? Plus, all these props are gonna cost money.”
“I’ll go halvesies with you on the props. I don’t get a whole lot of spending money or I’d be more gallantly generous. But you’d pretty much have to buy them because I always have to ask before using the car. … If it’s too much trouble, we don’t have to do this. I love being with you just the same, props or no props.”
“No, I want to do this.” Not only did Peggy enjoy this role playing tremendously, she also thought this might give her an edge over some of the other women Shawn got sexual with. She didn’t want him to come in every day with a penis too sore to use. So they made their plans.
With lunch half way over, he was in a rush to leave, but as he headed to the door, Peggy said to him, “Wait.”
She paused, and Shawn thought it would be something very important. “You know, young man, that we have a school assembly the last period of class today, don’t you?”
“Yeah? So what?”
“I don’t expect you’ll actually be going to that, will you?” Her emotions were a mix of mischievousness and apprehension.
Her meaning slowly dawned on him. “You mean, you want me to come back here? I could get in trouble for that.”
“Ah. You’re such a good kid. Don’t worry. I’ll give you a pass. I’m the one who’s likely to get in trouble. The way we’re meeting every day - we can’t continue. It’s just a matter of time until we get caught. And I’m corrupting you, encouraging delinquency, but I just love it too much. I want a full hour with you, instead of just part of a lunch. I still want to know where you’re going for the other half of your lunch time.”
He ignored that last sentence, and replied, “Okay. See you in about an hour. Later!” He ran off.
CHAPTER 4
When Shawn reached the theater room, Sera let him in with the usual knock and password. But she looked cross. He looked further into the room and saw Candice and Esther, but they looked upset, too. The three girls were dressed in their usual casual clothes and waiting for him.
“You’re late,” Sera bitched.
“Sorry. Geez, what happened here? Did someone die or something?”
There was no answer. Since every minute counted for Shawn’s painting needs, he got to work immediately and took out his painting tools.
The truth was, the tensions were extremely high after what happened the day before. Sera had been sexually cruel to Esther and Candice had volunteered herself to save Esther from further humiliation. But thanks to Sera’s cruelty, Candice had inadvertently discovered sexual feelings for Esther, and also discovered that Esther had no lesbian desires whatsoever. Candice blamed everything on Sera and wanted revenge, but in her deal to replace Esther she’d promised to sincerely obey Sera’s commands and not seek revenge.
So the situation was complicated and Shawn didn’t have a clue about any of it. However, he saw the tension between Sera and Candice right away. Any idiot could see the hatred that radiated from Candice, and Sera glared back just as angrily.
Shawn asked, “Candice, Sera, what’s up between you two? If looks could kill, both of you would be struck down dead instantly.”
Sera said in a bitter tone, “Ask Candice what her problem is. She’s supposed to be nice to me.”
“I don’t have a problem,” Candice answered. “No problem at all. Everything is fine.” But her tone made it clear that everything was most definitely not fine. Her face burned slightly red, though nowhere near as red as her flaming hair.
Shawn let it drop. He didn’t have the energy or time to step between the two of them at the moment. So he focused his attention on painting.
When Candice saw that Shawn had his painting tools out, she bent over and pulled off her shorts so he could start. He removed her underwear and noticed with pleasure that she’d shaved her bush off since he saw her last, no doubt because it would help with the paint job.
They all knew the painting routine by now, so he started without any discussion or need for explanation. However, that meant the room remained deadly quiet, and no one was in a sexy mood whatsoever.
He worked on fixing that. To cover the awkward lack of discussion, he asked Sera to turn on a stereo system that was built into the wall behind the stage. When she did, he asked for something rocking and bouncy. Tom Petty came on and that fit the bill nicely.
He turned Candice over to paint her front side and asked Esther, “By the way, what are you doing here today? Are you all set with your paint job?”
Esther was there for two reasons, but didn’t want to give either of them. One was that she wanted to make sure Candice and Sera didn’t get into a catfight, because they’d been sniping in class all day long. The second was that she was hoped Shawn would give her the kind of mind-blowing fuck that he’d given her the day before. But with the grim mood in the room, she didn’t even try to flirt with him. So she just answered, “I’m all set. I just like sticking by my best friend, Candice.”
Shawn though, had other ideas. He said, “In a few minutes I’m going to need to paint Candice’s pussy lips and they’re as dry as a bone. I need them nice and engorged. For that to happen, we have to sex up the mood around here. Why don’t you do a little strip tease for us? I know that would get me in the mood.” He thought about his mother’s strip tease just the night before and definitely wanted a repeat performance, even though he knew no cheerleader could hold a candle to his mother.
Esther was the shy type, but she also desperately wanted to please Shawn so she could get fucked again, even if the time and circumstances meant that would be some other day. So she surprised herself when she said, “Okay.”
She wore underwear under her street clothes, since Sera no longer dictated what she had to wear and do. Tom Petty’s “Running Down a Dream” played in the background, and while it wasn’t ideal music to strip to, it was inspiring enough to do the job.
Slowly, Esther started to sway and dance to the music. She wanted to get into the groove a bit before she started to take anything off.
Shawn meanwhile pulled down his zipper and exposed his penis. It was flaccid from so much recent abuse and the utter lack of any sexual mood. He said to Candice, “Can you see if you can get this puppy excited?”
Candice was happy to do it as a distraction, because the one thing she didn’t want to do was see Esther strip. She realized now that she was deeply in love and in lust with her best friend, and to see Esther get naked in such a sensual manner would only be torture, since Esther didn’t feel the same. All she had to do was look up and she could see Esther sway above her, but she tried not to and focused on the hand job.
The two of them had been friends since kindergarten. Candice began to think about all the good times she’d had with Esther over the years and found herself focused on the sleepovers and other occasions where she’d seen Esther dressed only in underwear, as she was now. Soon Candice began to think more of the underwear and less of the fond memories. When she noticed a wet spot developing between Esther’s legs, she thought she’d pass out with excitement, but at the same time she cursed with frustration.
Candice meanwhile tried reviving Shawn’s penis, but she didn’t seem to have much luck. It was a bit difficult to do, given that she faced the other direction and she could barely get a hand on it. Furthermore, she had to try to remain perfectly still so he could paint, which took up much of her attention the more aroused she became.
Sera, meanwhile, stood back with arms crossed, staring daggers into anyone who dared look her way. Like Esther, she’d come to see if she could get fucked, and also to make sure that the other two, but especially Candice, did not. She was upset that Shawn had so far ignored her and had Candice do the hand job. She eyed Candice’s every mood critically, always thinking about how much better she could be doing.
Esther had only taken off her shorts and the mood in the room was still very tense, mostly thanks to Sera just standing there and glaring. Shawn also had to concentrate of the painting instead of fully devoting himself to sexual pleasures.
After a couple of minutes Sera couldn’t take it any more and walked up to where Shawn was painting. As she knelt down, she complained, “Candice, can’t you do anything right? Obviously you’re not very inspirational. Here. Let me take over.” She rather forcibly took command of Shawn’s penis.
Esther, oblivious to anything but the music and her own private world, took her top off. She’d already shed her shyness and quite enjoyed the strip tease. As she broke into a big smile, the mood in the room instantly lightened and Shawn smiled back.
His penis now was at three-fourths full size. He hadn’t commented on Sera’s takeover, but now he just said, “Sera, suck it.”
“What?”