“It’s still not there. Suck on it and you’ll make it fully hard.” He acted like this was the most normal and natural request imaginable.
However, Sera had only given blow jobs on a handful of occasions, which was virtually nothing for her, given the numerous times she’d had sex. She didn’t like the taste and vowed never to do it again. “Sorry, I don’t do that. I’ll get it big with my hands. You’ll see.”
“Sorry,” Shawn said in a domineering tone. “I recall last week when you were in my house, you promised that you’d suck me off whenever I wanted. Are you going to break your promise? Because if you are, I think I’d much rather fuck Candice here.”
In Sera’s current mindset there was nothing more encouraging he could have possibly said. She was going to deny Candice that pleasure at all costs. “Okay. Fine,” she muttered, trying to wear a happy face. She took his penis in her mouth and sucked, but without enthusiasm.
After a minute or two, Shawn then had Candice sit up. He took her T-shirt and she just held her arms out and let him do it without asking why (there was no real reason except he wanted to see her completely naked). Then he motioned her back down and had her crouch on all fours. Once again, Candice had a front row seat for Esther’s strip tease. Candice again tried to close her eyes, but curiosity got the best of her, and they didn’t stay closed for long.
With Sera sucking, Esther stripping, and Candice practically drooling at the sight of her best friend, Shawn had managed to change the atmosphere in the room quite considerably. Even though Sera couldn’t see the other two girls, there was an erotic mood in the room that grew, and she picked up on it. She started to suck with greater vigor.
All Shawn had left to do with the paint job was the “touch up” work around Candice’s pussy and asshole. He knew he had time to finish now, so he plunged his finger and out of Candice’s asshole, as if to “prep” it. Candice looked up and imagined Esther in front of her so she could lick her friend’s pussy while Shawn fucked her up the ass. Both ideas were so arousing that she came on the spot. Shawn continued to saw away with his finger.
Sera had gone to Shawn fully dressed, but he played with her tits and she wanted to give him better access, so she stopped her cocksucking and quickly wiggled out of her bra and pulled her top up so her tits could be freed. Then she dove back onto his penis. She was surprised that she enjoyed it, if only for the tasty pre-cum that dribbled out. She was also proud that she’d succeeded where Candice failed to inspire, because Shawn was rock hard by now.
Sera was surprised at just how enthusiastically she bobbed her head up and down over Shawn’s shaft - her head was a near blur of action now, and a hand stroked near the base of the penis just as frantically. Her body seemed to act on its own and her mind just looked on as if an observer. Shawn spread his legs wider and she plunged a finger into his asshole. She didn’t even care if it was clean or dirty - she had sex on the brain and was ready to do anything and everything.
Shawn still made a pretense at painting, though he did a lot more sawing into Candice’s ass than any painting. It was a tribute to the countless times he’d been sucked off in recent weeks that he could even keep up a pretense, given the full-on attack Sera made on his privates.
All he had left to do was Candice’s pussy lips, but he was having too much fun to fully concentrate on that. He told the redhead, “You’re not wet enough yet.” So, with Candice’s ass high off the ground, he thrust two fingers into her pussy and began to grind them around.
Candice’s eyes were now locked on Esther’s naked figure. Esther very much enjoyed herself now, and since Candice was her most rapt observer, she mostly danced for her best friend. Candice was both loving and hating life. When Esther ran out of clothes, she kept on dancing. Candice thought her eyes would bug right out. With Shawn’s fingers pounding into her pussy, she felt like crying, because she felt so good and so tortured at once.
Then Esther, now just a few feet in front of her friend, began to finger her own pussy and Candice thought she would lose it altogether. Esther would have been blind not to see the expression of pure lust and desire on her best friend, but that didn’t stop her in the slightest. Even though she didn’t feel lesbian desires, she loved the attention.
CHAPTER 5
Shawn decided that it was time he did some serious fucking. He suddenly announced, “Okay, Sera, since you don’t like cocksucking, get your cunt over here. It needs some solid pounding.”
Sera wordlessly turned around and raised her ass so he could slip it in doggy style as he continued to frig Candice’s ass and pussy right in front of him and also watch Esther’s continuing show.
He said to the blonde cheerleader, “Do you know what happens when I put my cock in your mouth, cunt, or ass?”
“No.”
“You stop being Sera the stuck up bitch and you start being Sera the willing and submissive slut. Isn’t that so?”
“Yes.” She gasped as his penis dove deep into her hole.
“That’s ‘yes, sir’ to you.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Now, tell me Sera, what am I fucking right now?”
“You’re fucking a wanton slut, sir.” She loved it when he called her names.
“Well, that certainly is true,” he said sincerely, since if anyone in his high school qualified as a slut, it was Sera. But then, even more aggressively, he said, “I’m looking for a cum dump. Where can I find a cum dumpster around here?”
“Look down, sir,” Sera answered breathlessly between gasps for air as Shawn relentlessly speared her tight, blonde pussy with his penis. “Don’t look at Esther. Your cum dumpster is down here. Sir.” As though to punctuate her point, she rotated her hips, which made Shawn’s invading monster barely tap her G-spot for a second. That caused both teens to shiver excitedly.
“Oh,” Shawn replied as he quickly gained control of himself. “Is that the thing I have my penis stuck in? I was wondering what the insignificant hole was. It seems to talk, funnily enough. Can you talk, or are you just a mindless fuck hole?”
Sera was puzzled as to how he wanted her to answer. She responded, “I’m just a mindless fuck hole, but somehow I’m able to talk. I guess I need to say a few words, so I can tell men how badly I need to get fucked. Sir.” Spurred on and inspired by the demeaning talk, the head cheerleader slammed her hips backwards and impaled herself deeper on the stiff penis, an action that caused her buttocks to slap loudly against his thighs.
“Excellent answer, slut. You even remembered to say ‘sir.’ How is it that a blonde airhead like you can string together two sentences like that?”
“I don’t know, sir. I’m not used to talking since my mouth is usually full of cock. Sir.”
“Wow. You’re really good at this talking thing, considering you’re just a pussy life support system.”
“Yes, sir!”
Shawn continued this banter as he fucked the beautiful teen. They swapped positions and Sera sat on top of him so the two of them could fully concentrate on their fucking as they rose towards mutual climaxes.
He took time to congratulate himself. Mere minutes earlier, the room was so chilly with ill feeling that it seemed to be ten below zero. Now everyone was thoroughly enjoying themselves, though he didn’t realize how much of Candice’s enjoyment was painfully bittersweet.
Unfortunately, just as Sera and Shawn began to assault each other with well-timed thrusts and built up to something great, Sera’s alarm clock went off. She set that during these lunches to make sure they wouldn’t be late for their next class.
Shawn stopped fucking and muttered, “Damn lunches. Never long enough.” It took him ten minutes before he started fucking and he’d arrived in the room with twenty minutes left to go, so he calculated he’d been in her less than ten minutes. He grabbed Sera roughly by the hair and said, “Get down, bitch. You’re going to take it in the mouth.”
She dutifully popped herself off of his penis, scooted down his legs and put the penis drenched with her own juices into her mouth. Within seconds of feeling her tongue dance on the sensitive underside, he let his load go since time was all out.
Sera was inexperienced at cocksucking, but she seemed to try to swallow as much as she could. He was pleased and thought, No doubt, she’ll love the taste. Just like all the others. Once I’ve got her hooked on my seed, I’ll never hear her refusing to suck cock again. Heh heh.
Shawn looked around. Esther sat up on her knees, and seemed content to fuck herself endlessly. Furthermore, she did it only a couple of feet in front of a literally drooling and shaking Candice. It occurred to him that he’d gotten so caught up in fucking that he’d forgotten to paint Candice’s pussy lips. Now Candice was too wet and too aroused - to paint her would be like hitting a moving target. Oh well. That’s what tomorrow is for. I’m sure I’ll be wanted back.
It was a strange come down. An awkward silence once again descended, though lucky Tom Petty’s greatest hits still played in the background. Candice and Sera once again avoided even looking at each other. More awkwardly, Candice now blushed profusely when Esther came near and tried to be friendly. Eventually Esther pulled the still shaking Candice up and helped steady her. Candice thrilled at the touch, and as she deliberately leaned all over her best friend as though too weak to stand, she wondered how she’d be able to interact platonically ever again. She at least resisted any overt groping.
But Shawn didn’t get to find out how things developed after that, because he finished dressing first and rushed off to class.
Later, in fifth period, Shawn paid no attention as his teacher droning on. He thought about his experience with the cheerleaders at lunch. His perspective was very different after the post-orgasmic come-down. He thought, You know, I’m turning into a real asshole. I’m getting bossy and full of myself. Jesus H. Christ! Who was that arrogant jerk and when did he inhabit my body? How do I get him out? The way I treated Sera was ridiculous! True, it was just playing around, and she likes it that way, but really! “Cum dumpster”? “Pussy life support system”? Dang! I never would have said that kind of thing in a million years, just a couple of weeks ago. Is it really playing around, or is that the real me coming out? If it is, I don’t like me. I don’t want to be an arrogant asshole, snapping my fingers and saying “Lick it, baby. You know you love it.” I have to fight this! Sera seems to bring out the worst in me, but we have such great sex. These women are attracted to me because I’m a nice guy. But at the same time, they want me to act like an aggressive sexual brute. I don’t get it.
The way I’m going off in my mind how Sera is going to love my cum is typical of my arrogant attitude. But the problem is, it’s true. There is something about my cum and the way I fuck that makes women melt. And when I act like that with Sera, it’s so cathartic. I can let all my pent up frustrations out, especially my lack of fucking Mom and Cheese. And I’m always holding my tongue, not calling anyone things like slut or bitch, and that all comes tumbling out with Sera, too. She loves it. But that doesn’t make the way I’m behaving right.
What am I supposed to do? I’m only fucking eighteen! No one prepared me for this. I have no idea what this all means or how to deal with it! Where’s the after school special on how to treat your harem? Seriously! I’m sitting here in the middle of this fucking insanely boring class, and I look just like any other average student on the outside, but in secret I really have a de facto harem. And I’m turning into some kind of cruel sultan slave owner or something.
Not only that, but I’m losing touch with reality. This class just seems unreal; just an annoying diversion until I have my face buried in my mom’s tits again. I was going to tell my friends that Hui Shan is now my girlfriend, but my social life is such a disaster that when will I even see them again outside of saying hi between classes? I’m going to be a complete failure in life unless I can get a job as a gigolo or something. He thought with grim humor, I wonder if there are any paying jobs involving having your penis sucked all day long.
I really need some advice. Acting all bossy gets my penis hard. Hearing Sera say “Yes, sir!” so obediently gets me even harder. Just thinking that I have a harem is giving me a woody right now, especially when I think of the likes of Mom and Sis naked at my feet, waiting to serve me. They’re so willing. Christ! We’re talking the most beautiful women on the planet! I’m only human. I think I’m doing pretty good, considering how some people might have acted in my shoes. Aren’t I? I don’t know. … This is like the story of Job, except in reverse, where everything is going right instead or wrong. But it’s turning into a curse, just the same.
I have to talk to Cheese soon. Luckily she’s got lots of wisdom and experience. She’ll be able to help, if anyone can. Thank God for her. As much as I love my mom and sister, they certainly can’t help. I don’t even think I could have a really long talk with them any more unless I allow them to suck my cock at the same time. JESUS! This is so good, but so fucked up.
CHAPTER 6
Before Shawn could get home to talk to Cheese, he had his secret tryst with Peggy during the school assembly. While his attitudes about sex were changing drastically, he’d never ditched class before and felt surprisingly guilty about skipping out on the assembly, even though he knew it was a waste of time. He thought ruefully, Odd how I’m more bothered by that than the fact that I’m fucking my sister. Things are so skewed. They should just lock me up now and tour me around as the biggest freak in California.
When he arrived in Peggy’s room with his hall pass, he looked at her smiling happily at him and considered telling her about his problem with the cheerleaders. Look at Peggy. She’s so smart and wise. She’s probably as smart as Cheese, in fact. The problem is, she’s so moral. She still thinks I’m a normal guy. She probably figures, yes, he’s playing around with Cheese and Kim and a couple of other women, but that’s the extent of it. If she only knew the depths of my depravity! I would blow her mind straight off of her head if I told her what I was doing to my sister and mother. Incest. I love doing it, but I hate the word. I don’t really connect the act and the word together; I don’t really think of it like that, but she certainly would. Even if I merely tell her what I did during lunch, her opinion of me is going to completely plummet. I can’t even tell her just hints about it, because once she’s on the case she’s so good at teasing the rest out of me. Dang. I could really use her advice, too.
While Shawn felt introspective and glum, Peggy was in a completely different mood. There was a very devilish twinkle in her eye. They briefly kissed hello and then she said to him, “I have something special planned today, since we have this extra, extended opportunity. Lately we’ve mostly been playing out your fantasies, which is fine. It’s been loads of fun. But today I want you to act out my fantasy. Are you okay with that?”
Shawn thought about that. That’s fair play. Everyone’s been serving me, pleasing me, following my whim. I need to be more giving and sensitive to other people’s needs. This is a perfect first step to turning over a new leaf; getting more humble. “Sure, Peggy. That sounds like a great idea. I’m happy to do whatever you want.”
She gave him a surprisingly naughty smile. “I’m very glad to hear that. Are you absolutely sure? Anything?”
Shawn thought, Uh-oh. She’s going to make me do something really weird. I can tell. But he confirmed, “Yes. Absolutely. Anything.”
“Good. We’re going to role play again. Just follow my orders. And keep in mind that, for the purposes of this drama, you’ve been a very bad student.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Shawn sat in his usual front row classroom seat and thought, You don’t need to add the “purposes of this drama” part. I totally failed my second period class test today. I didn’t even study because I was so spaced out that I didn’t even hear when the test was announced. Duh.
Peggy pretended to lead the class as she always did and ignored the fact that Shawn was the only student there. She started to ask him questions that in fact were from her real history lesson earlier in the day. But while Shawn knew some of the answers, he pretended total cluelessness and got them all wrong. He could tell from her subtle signals that this was the response she wanted, even as outwardly she grew more and more annoyed at him.
After a couple minutes of rapid fire questions, she said, “Young man. Shawn Chen. I’m talking to you! Are you even paying attention? Come up here this instant! I’ve had enough with your attitude.”
He walked up and acted blissfully arrogant.
She said to the imaginary class, “Now, I’m sure all of you have heard about the new law just passed, reinstating some traditional, though controversial, punishment methods. Since this young man here is acting so incorrigible, he’s going to be the first to experience our new disciplinary techniques.” She pulled a ruler out of her drawer and started to slap it into her free hand.
Shawn thought, Oh God. Here it comes. A spanking. I should have known. She seemed to get off on that first time she spanked me. In fact, that’s the only time I’ve been spanked. I gotta admit it was pretty arousing, and at the moment I actually feel like being spanked. I feel so shitty that I want to be punished. So go ahead and do it, Peggy. Give it all you’ve got. But he just stood there dumbly, as that was the role he figured she wanted him to play.
“Young man,” she barked, “I want you to drop your shorts right now and bend over my desk. That’s right. You’re going to get a spanking. One slap for every wrong answer you gave, just as the new law stipulates for particularly troublesome students.”
He played embarrassed and frightened. “But Mrs. Lee! You can’t expect me to stand here in my underwear in front of all my classmates! That’s worse than any spanking you could give!”
“I don’t expect you to stand in your underwear. I expect you to drop it all. Strip from the waist down. NOW!” She struck her desk hard with the ruler.
“But teacher! Then everyone will see my… my everything! I’ll be the laughing stock of the school!”
She smiled wickedly. Shawn was surprised at this side of her; a side he’d never seen before except for the first time she’d spanked him. “Yes. That’s right. But that’s excellent motivation for all of you to study harder next time, isn’t it? Who here is going to be in Shawn’s shoes next time?”
She looked out over the class very convincingly, even though the room was empty. Shawn could easily imagine a class full of students absolutely frightened out of their gourds. Then she hit the desk again with the ruler, and shouted menacingly, “Now, drop ’em!”
Shawn closed his eyes and imagined the class staring at him as he slowly pulled his shorts and underwear down. Even though he knew there was no one there, he had started to get into the role play, and with his eyes closed, it seemed real. He felt relieved that at least his back was turned, so “they” could only see his butt.
What happened next, though, was a surprise. He felt Peggy’s hands in his hair. She said, “Don’t be alarmed. I’m putting a blindfold on you, just as the new law requires.”
Sure enough she covered his eyes with a cloth that completely blocked out all light. He found himself getting a bit scared as he adjusted to the loss of sight. I thought Peggy was very moral and straight laced, but does she also have hidden depths of depravity? Just what is she going to do to me?
His fears doubled when she next tied his hands behind his back with a rope and again explained that it was part of the imaginary new law. Then she put a gag in his mouth and yet again invoked the law. He realized, Rope. Gag. Blindfold. This is not some spur of the moment thing. She’s been planning this for some time. This must be some long-held teacher fantasy. Just how far is this going to go?!?
With his blindfold on and his hands securely tied, she grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him to face the imaginary class. Shawn reflexively tried to cover his crotch with his hands and his fear level shot up still further when he realized that he couldn’t cover up to save his life. He felt his ears and cheeks burn with embarrassment as he imagined the class staring at his genitals and laughing.
Peggy thought along similar lines. She said to her imaginary crowd, “What are you all laughing and pointing at? Haven’t you ever seen a penis before?” She reached down and cupped his balls with one hand and held his penis with the other. He’d been flaccid, but he shot to full hardness within seconds.
She said to the “class,” “I wouldn’t be laughing if I were you, especially you guys. Looks to me his package is nothing to laugh at. Look at that thing grow. If I were Shawn here, I’d be proud instead of ashamed. I wonder how many of you boys out there have a penis this long or thick? … That’s right. You’re not laughing now. Too bad you can’t see, Shawn, because I think you’re going to get a lot of offers for dates from the ladies in this class after today. Look at the way Jody is licking her lips. That’s very unseemly, young lady. Let’s focus here.”
Shawn felt pride at Peggy’s compliments and imagined the school buzzing with talk and rumor about just how big his package was. His nervousness came down a couple of notches. Then Peggy started to masturbate his penis, and his arousal shot through the roof. He could feel the eyes of all his classmates as if they were really there and staring in shock.
She said to her audience as she stroked, “Now, don’t get the wrong idea. I certainly don’t want to be doing this, but it’s what the new law requires. Some new thinking about associating pain and pleasure together for a more effective punishment. I don’t understand it all, but this is what I’m supposed to do. … Yes, Becky?”
Shawn imagined his classmate Becky raising her hand and Peggy calling on her. Becky was one of the most beautiful girls in the class, though she couldn’t compare with a truly outstanding beauty such as Peggy.
Peggy continued, “What’s that, Becky? You say that you’ll volunteer to stroke it? Well, that’s very thoughtful, but this is really my duty as teacher. Perhaps later, if my hands get tired. … Now, let’s see. Shawn, I’m going to lead you over to this chair here. You’re going to lay down on it, stomach down, ass high up.” So she helped Shawn lay down. He found he was stretched over two chairs. His butt made a 90 degree angle and his knees rested on the cold, marble floor.
He heard the smack of the ruler against what he assumed to be her hand. She started lecturing, “Now, I’m sorry, young man, but you have to realize this is for your own good. I don’t want to be doing this, but the new law is based on the latest research, and studies show…”
He didn’t pay full attention, and as she talked his mind drifted off and he thought, This is so strangely appropriate. I really deserve this. I’ve been a right bastard towards women lately and now a woman is giving me my comeuppance. Even though this is Peggy’s fantasy, maybe it will seriously correct my attitude. It would be more of a punishment though, if she wasn’t fondling my penis so vigorously the whole time.
She continued to lecture (and fondle), but in mid sentence, without any warning, he heard a whoosh through the air and then a loud smack on his upturned ass. He was somewhat surprised to realize just how hard she hit him. Although they were pretending in this drama, this was no pretend spanking.
Peggy brought the ruler down again and again. He truly was in pain, though the fondling of his full penis certainly compensated some. He could hear her breathing quite heavily and imagined that she was getting aroused.
After the fifth spanking, he heard her say, “Now, class, I unfortunately didn’t make the new law, but the law clearly states that after the fifth spanking the administrator of the punishment must take her dress off and fondle herself. I certainly don’t want to expose myself to you all, this is very embarrassing, but I’m told I could be in serious trouble if I don’t follow the regulations to the letter. … That’s right. Get your jollies out now looking at me, but it’s really no big deal. You’re going to be seeing me naked quite a lot with this new punishment system in place.”
Shawn didn’t know he could get more aroused by a spanking, but the idea that she was naked at least from the waist down, just like him, and fondling herself, took him to another level. When she brought down the ruler for the sixth and seventh time, he almost found himself ready to beg for more. But he recalled that the “new law” required one spanking for every question answered incorrectly and figured he’d gotten about ten questions wrong. So he figured his punishment would soon be over.
The situation was so strange that he thought he could handle anything Peggy could dish out. But he could never have imagined what happened next. To his utter horror, he heard the sound of someone knocking on the door. It was a most insistent pounding.
Peggy stepped out of her role and whispered into his ear, “Oh shit! What the hell? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of this. Sit tight. I don’t have time to get you out of your get-up here. I’ve gotta change myself. Just hold on.” She squeezed his penis the way lovers squeeze hands for assurance and then let go of it.
Shawn fidgeted nervously as he waited to hear who it was. Fuck. What if it’s someone like the principal, or even some janitor? I’ll be so royally fucked! Not only will Peggy be fired, but it’ll probably make the newspapers. I’ll be the laughing stock of the whole school! The whole fucking town!
He heard the door open, which surprised the hell out of him. Did she open it just a crack? Otherwise, someone is looking at my butt! Then he heard Peggy say, “Yes? Can I help you?”
“Sorry to bother you, Mrs. Lee, but I left my books in here. I was wondering if I could come in and pick them up?”
Shawn tried to place the voice, but he couldn’t. He guessed it was from a female student. That in and of itself was quite a relief.
Peggy replied, “Oh, hi Esther. I’m kind of involved in something right now and I’d rather you don’t come in. You just tell me where you put them and I can get them for you. But in any case, shouldn’t you be at the assembly?”
Esther replied, “I should be, but I was so worried that someone would steal my books that I snuck away to get them. I have so many personal things in there!”
“I understand. Just a second.” Shawn heard a long pause and wondered what was happening. Then, to his surprise, he heard Peggy say, “Just a minute. Esther, I remember last month when you came to me and confessed that you had a deep crush on Shawn Chen and asked my advice. Isn’t that right?”
“Oh, teach, why do you have to bring that up? That’s so embarrassing.”
“Did you ever ask him out?”
“Are you kidding? All the best looking girls beat me to the punch. Everyone started asking him out once he began acting so confident and sexy, but he’s turned them down left and right. I was too shy. Frankly, even though there are rumors of him, well, being with one or two of the cheerleaders, there are other rumors that he doesn’t like girls at all.”
Shawn was shocked at that last comment, and very displeased. He also felt extremely helpless, realizing that if Peggy opened the door wide, this girl would see him tied up, blindfolded, and with a red, exposed ass. He wasn’t religious, but he fervently prayed she’d go away quickly.
Peggy asked, “I can assure you he likes girls. Even though he turned those others down, you should still ask him out. You told me you had a thing for him even before his transformation. You’re one of the most beautiful girls in the whole school. I can’t imagine any guy who wouldn’t fall head over heels for you, if only for your buxom chest.”
Shawn frantically scanned his memories, trying to remember a buxom, beautiful Esther. There were many Esthers in the school, three in his class taught by Peggy alone. But he knew it wasn’t any of them, since he didn’t recognize the voice. He drew a complete blank, but realized he knew few names of any students in the other grades, even if they were pretty girls. It was a big high school.
“Oh, you’re just saying that, Mrs. Lee,” he heard Esther say. He could practically hear her blush.
“No, it’s true. You know, I have to confess, Shawn and I are very close. He confides in me. He told me that he quite fancies you.”
“What?” Shawn heard Esther squeal happily. “Really? I don’t believe it!”
Shawn thought, Now I’m really puzzled. Certainly Peggy knows that’s not true. I don’t know this Esther from Adam, much less fancy her! Maybe she’s just trying to boost this girl’s ego?
Peggy continued, “It’s completely true. As a matter of fact, let me come completely clean. Esther, since I’ve known you for years and you’re one of my closest students, I have a confession to make. Shawn and I are actually romantically involved.”
Shawn was so shocked that he felt like he nearly had a brain aneurysm. He wanted to scream, “NO! SHUT UP!” but he couldn’t make a peep. Even if he wasn’t gagged, he didn’t want to make a sound for fear of being found out by Esther.
Peggy went on, “He’s going to kill me for telling you that, but it seems like such a perfect opportunity that I just can’t let it pass. You remember how you told me you have a thing for spanking people?”
“Mrs. Lee! You’re embarrassing me!”
“Sorry. It’s just that it’s all too perfect. You have a thing for Shawn, and you have a thing for spanking, and he fancies you. That’s why you have to promise to be calm with what I tell you next. … I was spanking Shawn in this very room when you came in.”
Shawn heard another squeal. He truly thought he would faint, but he somehow managed not to. His heart pounded wildly as he feared what would happen next. He had a good idea of what was coming and was frightened out of his mind.
Peggy said, “The reason I’m telling you this is because I’m thinking this is a once in a lifetime opportunity for you. Would you like to spank him?”
“Shawn? Me? Ohmygod! Ohmygod! It would be like a dream come true! He’s like a perfect Greek God, with that perfect ass. You can’t be serious. This is all some kind of joke, isn’t it?”
“Why do you think I’ve been keeping this door closed to just a crack? I’m very serious. If you promise to stay calm and keep this a complete secret, I’m prepared to open the door and show you Shawn. But you have to SWEAR never to tell a soul!”
Shawn squirmed. He wanted to get up and somehow get Peggy to shut up, or close the door. But he couldn’t get up. He was trembled so badly that he couldn’t have stood up even if he wasn’t tied up and blindfolded.
“I promise! Oh, I promise! I can’t believe it! Ohmygod!”
“Keep it down. Now, get ready for a shock. The reason you haven’t heard from Shawn is because he has a gag in his mouth. He’s also tied up and wearing a blindfold. He’s not wearing any underwear, either. When I open this door up, you’re going to see his butt. Do you think you can handle that?”
“Oh yes! This is so exciting! I still can’t believe it!”
“Believe it.”
Shawn heard the sound of the door opening. The creaking of the door was the most frightening sound he ever heard in his life.
CHAPTER 7
“Oh. My. God.” Esther was obviously flabbergasted.
He heard the sound of the door closing. Peggy said, “Do you believe it now?”
“Mrs. Lee! No way! Wait till I tell… Oh damn. I can’t tell anyone. Shit!”
“Let’s put it this way. If you tell anyone you won’t get a repeat performance. But if you’re silent, who knows what might happen? Now let’s go over to Shawn and see how he’s doing.”
Peggy walked over and took his gag off.
Shawn was so stunned that he didn’t know what to say, now that he could finally talk. After a long pause, he said, “Peggy. What the HELL!”
She giggled and then whispered in his ear, “I’m so sorry, I promise I’ll make it up to you. But I felt like this was some kind of harmonic convergence. Her telling me she liked spanking - no one told me that before. And you bent over like this. What are the odds? A million to one. It just had to be. Not only that, but she really has the hots for you and she’s amazingly hot. Believe me, by the time this is over, you’re going to be so glad I did this.”
Shawn whispered back, “But Peggy, I just can’t handle it. I know I’m only eighteen, but I swear to God I’m going to have a heart attack. If I don’t, I’m going to have a nervous breakdown. I’m scared shitless!”
To his surprise, she put the gag back in his mouth. He suddenly wanted to demand that she untie him and take the blindfold off, but it was too late. Then she apparently went back to Esther and said out loud, “Esther, he’s very frightened. Understandably so. Let me take charge here. Don’t do anything unless I order it. Don’t say anything except for ‘yes’ when you’re spoken to. You think you can handle that?”
“Yes.”
“Very good. Just like that. Now we need to calm him down. Like I said, I’m romantically involved with him. What I’m going to do next may seem shocking, but I’m afraid it’s the only way to calm him down. I’m going to fondle his penis for a bit. Can you handle that?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You just sit there.”
The next thing Shawn knew, he felt Peggy’s hands on his penis. Soon she gave him a hand job most enthusiastically. Shawn had experienced more hand jobs and blow jobs in recent weeks than he could possibly count, but this one was the most emotionally intense. He felt like his whole body was literally on fire, and it seemed like his penis was well and truly burning. Not being able to see heightened his other senses to a surprising degree.
Yet Peggy was right. He did find himself calming down, thanks to the movements of her hands. He tried to shut out all of the humiliations and forget that Esther was there altogether. He focused all his thoughts on Peggy and how good she made him feel.
Without warning, Peggy’s hands disappeared and he felt her tongue upon him. He realized she had to be practically lying on the floor, perhaps with her head on some kind of stool, in order to get her mouth on his penis. It felt so amazingly good that he nearly completely forgot about Esther. But every now and then he would realize with a start that he was being watched by a total stranger. These realizations would hit him like a jolt, and his whole body would tense up. This prevented him from completely relaxing and losing his fear.
Peggy gently massaged his balls with one hand. When she felt them tense up, she vacated his position, knowing his PC muscle control would prevent an orgasm. She stood up and said, “I hope you didn’t mind that, Esther. It seems he’s doing much better. Once Shawn gets to know you better, I’m sure he’d like you to do that, too. Would you like to suck him off?”
“Yes.”
“I knew you would. Even better, would you like to spank him right now?”
“Yes.”
“Excellent. The only thing I ask is that you get naked first. Believe you me, I’m certainly not lesbian. It’s just that’s how we do things around here. I was naked when I was spanking him before you came in. Do you want to get naked?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I will too.”
Shawn waited a while and listened to the sound of women’s clothes as they fell to the floor, piece by piece. He thought, This is truly unreal. Peggy’s right. The odds of this happening are a million to one. Actually, now that I think about it, there have been so many things happening to me recently that are a million to one odds. Billions to one. No one has this kind of luck. It’s simply not possible. There must be some kind of magic. Oh my God! I just had a thought. What if someone around here has magical powers and is toying with me? It has to be something like that. Except that I don’t believe in magic. There’s no God, either. Maybe more realistically, what if Peggy is the one who set this whole spanking thing up? What if she did know Esther’s secrets already and the two of them arranged all of this in advance? It has to be!
But just as he reached this conclusion, his thoughts were interrupted by a loud slap. Esther was spanking him now. She spanked just as hard or harder than Peggy did. The shame burned anew in Shawn. He tightly closed his eyes under his blindfold and wished he could crawl into a hole and die.
After Esther’s second spank, Peggy said, “Esther, it’s a bit tough on Shawn to be spanked like that. We try to sweeten the pot a bit by stroking his penis between the spankings. Usually the spanker does it. Normally I wouldn’t ask you, but since you’re already fondling yourself, just like I am, I figured you’d be game. I could do it, or you could do it. Do you want to do it?”
“Yes.”
Shawn felt hands on his penis again. They were colder this time, but they still felt fantastic. Esther apparently just wanted to fondle him for a while. Then one hand disappeared and he felt another spank come crashing down.
He felt like his brain was going to explode. His penis was on the verge of ejaculation and his ass was on fire. He couldn’t take it any more. He had to know what was going on. He yelled into his gag. Although he couldn’t say anything coherent, he hoped Peggy would hear his cries and take the gag off.
Thankfully, she did just that. As soon as she did, he ordered, “Take the blindfold off! NOW!” She took it off and came around in front of him.
He was nearly blinded by the brightness of light after having his eyes in pitch darkness for so long. He saw a vague shape he guessed to be Peggy and then had to close his eyes again. He asked urgently, “What the hell is going on? Just what is happening? This is all a scam, isn’t it? This is some kind of trick!”
Peggy chuckled and then said, “Damn. You found me out, after all.”
Shawn was so surprised by that that he opened his eyes again and tried to look at her face. He looked down and saw that, indeed, she was completely naked (except for her black stockings). As his eyes focused he saw she was also very happy and laughing.
She appeared to be oblivious to how much he’d suffered, but she started to get some sense from the anger and anguish in Shawn’s face. It was extremely rare for him to be truly angry. She said, “That was the most fun I ever had. I’m really sorry I tricked you. I promise I’ll make it up to you, and I’m not lying about that. I’ll do anything. I just hope you forgive me.”
“Please untie my hands,” he demanded.
She quickly did so.
He was now able to get up. As he stood and stretched his legs, he asked, “Where’s Esther? Esther, I’m really sorry…”
He looked around the room and did a double take. Then a triple take. There was no one else in the room but him and Peggy. He asked, dumbly, “Peggy, where did Esther go? Is she hiding somewhere? In the closet?”
He started to walk towards the closet, but Peggy stopped him. “Wait.” He froze, and she continued, more seriously now, “I thought you knew. There is no Esther. It was just me the whole time.”
Shawn again felt like his head would simply pop off. Again, he nearly fainted from sheer amazement. He had to sit down. He still frantically scanned the room. His eyes finally saw a small tape recorder on Peggy’s desk. There was a notepad next to it.
Peggy walked over to the tape recorder and hit play. He heard Esther’s voice say “Yes.” She hit the stop button. Then she hit the play button and he heard “Yes” again. Then again. And again. Peggy stopped the tape recorder and put it back on the desk. She looked mirthful, but also serious, worried that she’d gone too far with her practical joke.
Shawn was slow on the uptake. “You mean, there’s no Esther? But the hands on my penis! The dialogue earlier! Who was that?”
“The hands? Those were my hands, but I put some cold cream on them first to give them a different feel and make you think otherwise. And the dialogue? I wrote that out earlier and read my lines from the notepad. The tape recorder played Esther’s voice up to the point where I allowed you to talk. Beyond that I didn’t know for sure what would happen, so I arranged it that Esther would only have to say ‘Yes’ after that.”
“But, but, but it was so real! The creaking of the door! That scared the shit out of me!”
“I recorded that, too. Last night. I’ve been planning this for a while. I was standing by the door then, so it would sound just right.”
“Holy fuck. No way.” He sat, stunned.
Now Peggy was confused. “But you said you realized it was a scam. What did you mean?”
“I meant that you must have planned this in advance with this Esther. No way could it all have happened spontaneously.”
“Hmm. Good guess. But not right. Too bad, though. I was going to have Esther come back for repeat visits, but now you’d see right through that.”
Shawn sighed with relief, his heart still pounding. “Crap. Thank God I figured it out, because you just took five years off of my life. I wouldn’t have survived repeat visits.” He still just sat and pondered as his breath calmed down.
After a bit, Peggy said, “Now comes the part where you kill me.” She was very apprehensive about what he’d think of her now.
He seemed to take it reasonably well, though. “No, I’m not going to kill you. Yes, I am upset. Please don’t ever do that again. I mean, I know you were just trying to have fun and take the role play to the next level, but do you have any idea how frightening that was? I was literally scared shitless. It’s a good thing I didn’t have anything in my bladder or I certainly would have peed in my pants. Actually I’m not wearing pants, but whatever. Being in the dark and tied up is so fucking scary! I don’t EVER want to feel that totally helpless again. There were parts that were so intensely arousing, but there were parts that were just bad scary.”
“I’m sorry,” Peggy sincerely apologized, “but the blindfold and the rest was the only way I could figure out how to do it without you finding out Esther wasn’t there. Are you mad at me? I promise I’ll do anything to make it up to you. Anything. Just don’t leave angry!”
Shawn sat and stared at Peggy. She was still completely naked, while he still wore a T-shirt. She looked very sad and regretful. He thought, How can I stay mad at someone so beautiful and loving? She just thought it would be good fun. She didn’t realize the sheer terror I went through. You can’t imagine what it’s like unless you’ve gone through it. I love these role plays, but we have to have limits and that one went too far. But I did kind of deserve it. Now I can see how the other half lives. Talking about subservience, that is true subservience. Wow. Unreal.
He stood up and put his clothes on. Finally he said, “I’m not mad at you. Actually, I am, a bit, but I’ll get over it soon enough. Don’t worry. And believe me, when you say you’ll do anything to make it up, you will. I don’t know what I’m going to do to you, but it’ll be something to remember!”
“That’s the spirit!” Peggy said joyfully. She knew that he still wanted to see her, but she was nonetheless relieved to hear him say it.
He got ready to walk out of the room, but Peggy stood up and grabbed him by the arm. “Don’t go. For one thing, you never did get off. I can give you an extra special deep throat.”
“Thanks, but I’m not in the mood. I’m in a really freaked out mode.”
“Oh. … But wait. I’ll bet you’re thinking that she can’t possibly know what that was like.”
“Damn straight!”
“And you’d be right. Which is why you need to show me. You’ve never even spanked me yet, and now I’ve spanked you twice. And Esther’s done it once.” She couldn’t help adding that, and laughed. Shawn laughed too, though not as happily. She continued, “We still have the blindfold, gag, and rope here. Spanking set up all ready to go. I think you need to give me at least a taste of what you went through, so I can understand.”
“I’m in a bad mood,” he growled. “You don’t want me to spank you now, because I’m not going to take it easy.”
She bent over a student’s desk and presented her ass to him. “I’m a teacher, and I can tell you that the best way to really find something out is by doing it. Will her star pupil spank her too hard? Or be timid and not spank hard enough? Inquiring minds want to know.” She giggled and winked.
“Peggy, you’re a lot weirder than I thought. I thought you were totally straight-laced.” He picked up the ruler. “Now get ready for the spanking of your life.”
Peggy smiled very happily. “Young man, if you keep this up, I think you just might pass my class with flying colors.”
He let his hand fly down. He felt greatly relieved as the tension flowed out of him. Now that he could think a bit more clearly, he recalled her promise to let her do anything. Hand raised for another spanking, he said, “Anything? Peggy do you really mean anything? Even… You know?”
“Yes. Especially… you know. But not today. Let’s not talk about it today. Just think about it and we’ll make our plans. And put the blindfold on me, so I can really understand what you felt.”
Shawn smiled. Maybe that was worth it, after all. If there isn’t a God, then who is smiling down on me?
CHAPTER 8
Shawn was utterly exhausted, mentally and physically. He’d blindfolded, gagged, and tied Peggy up, and, to top it off, gave her a thorough spanking. He wasn’t the kind of person to really hurt someone, but he was so worked up from what she did to him that he spanked her as hard as he could bear to.
Peggy clearly loved it, and she came more times than he could count. It seemed like one continuous orgasm for her. He frigged her during the spanking, but surprisingly he himself didn’t get aroused. He was still too shocked from the whole “Esther” experience. And even though she again offered every sexual thing she could think up to please him short of outright fucking, he turned them all down.
He walked home in a complete daze. He still didn’t know what to think about what Peggy did. Was it fiendishly brilliant fun? Or intolerably mean and cruel? Perhaps both? And what did it say about Peggy’s personality? He wanted to sleep on it. Halfway home, the thought struck him that “Esther’s” voice sounded too different to have been made by Peggy. That greatly puzzled him the rest of the way home. He resolved to ask Peggy about it the first chance he got. Further on, it occurred to him that he’d never checked the closet to see if Esther was there. That got him so curious that he wanted to call Peggy right away, but he realized that despite all they’d been through, he didn’t know her telephone number.
When he arrived home he wanted to do only one thing, and that was immediately take a huge nap. He was actually afraid that Vel would waylay him and demand to suck him off.
But to his surprise, Vel greeted him dressed conservatively, relatively speaking. She wore a yellow terry cloth bath robe, which in and of itself was hardly cause for alarm, but she actually had it tightly wrapped around her. He couldn’t even see any cleavage. He figured that if Vel didn’t want to share the bounty of her chest with him, something had to be very askew.
Oh no. Here we go again, he thought. What now? Just when you think things can’t possibly get any stranger, they go and get stranger yet again. What is going to happen? Did someone get busted breaking the rules again? Did father call?
“Hi Tiger,” Vel said happily enough. “Don’t worry; you’re not in trouble or anything. You noticed the way I’m covered up. I’m sorry, but I just want to cool things off for a little bit, okay? I think we all need to cool things off after this morning. Not to mention last night.”
“Umm, okay.” In truth, Shawn was so worn out from so much sexual stimulation lately that he greatly welcomed some cooling off. The spanking had somehow both driven him to new heights of pleasure and turned him off to sex for a while.
Vel, totally unaware of his experiences at school that day, explained, “It’s just that, I’m wondering where all of this is going. I’m wondering what the long-term effects of all this sexual activity will have on all of us. So we’re all going to go see a psychiatrist about it. She’s an old friend of Cheese’s. Very understanding and professional, I’m told.”
Vel explained everything else she knew to Shawn. He had no idea what to make of it, but his brain reeled at the mention of the psychiatrist. He had to cradle his head in his hands because he thought he just couldn’t take any more new developments. He had a very, very bad gut feeling about it. All the sexual activity in the Chen house had taken place in a complete cocoon from the outside world; to let any outsiders in on anything could be complete disaster.
“…So until the psychiatrist sees us, I think we need to keep things cool a bit,” Vel said as she finished the explanation. Shawn was upset when she said the appointment would be on Friday because he had some big tests at school, plus an appointment with Caelist in the afternoon. But they figured out that he could take a second car to the appointment after the end of his last period with a test, Peggy’s class, and he could reschedule Caelist for Monday. It would be cutting it close to have everything ready before he had to leave for the Boy Scout trip that evening, but it was doable. Shawn grumbled and raised some objections, but in the end he didn’t find any way out. He could have discussed it more, but he didn’t want to think. He just wanted to sleep and mentally process it all later.
At one point, Vel told him, “Don’t worry. I know what you’re thinking - that maybe everything will change. But Cheese has already talked to the doctor and she understands your medical need for stimulation. I’m not going to stop helping you that way, no matter what she says. But I just am afraid of things going too far. I mean, I get urges that I think would shock you. It has to change.”
Even as she mentioned her urges, those urges started to resurface again. She was naked under the robe, naturally, and the feeling of the terry cloth rubbing against her nipples felt like Shawn pulling on her boobs. It was all she could do to keep calm and keep the robe closed until the discussion was over.
After some more chitchat Shawn gladly retired to his room. Despite his mother’s assurances, he was afraid everything would in fact change, or at the least, it would dash his hopes of sleeping with her. Again, he often failed to read between the lines or detect signs of her arousal.
He slept a long time. After his nap, he sought out Cheese. He had all kinds of things he wanted to discuss. First on the list was his worry that he was slowly turning into an arrogant asshole, some kind of cruel “master.” Second, he wanted to discuss his concern that he was losing touch with the mundane, nonsexual world, and would soon drop out of school, drop out of his social life, and basically drop out of everything that didn’t involve sex. Third, he wanted to discuss his spanking experience with Peggy and figure out what that meant. Finally, he wanted to discuss Vel’s psychiatrist idea and what that could mean for their special family situation.
But he was unable to discuss any of it. Unbeknownst to him, Cheese was still in L.A., making arrangements to pull off the psychiatrist charade. He considered talking about some of this with his mother, and normally he would have, but these weren’t normal times. He figured she was so heavily into her own weird mental trip with all her own sexual concerns that led to this psychiatrist idea, that he didn’t want to burden her with even more problems.
So he went to talk to Joanna instead. The two of them commiserated in his room for a long time about Vel’s psychiatrist plan. Joanna was as unhappy with the appointment idea as he was. She was very happy to have sex with her brother and didn’t want someone to psychoanalyze her about it. Just like him, she realized they had a very unique and good thing going, and odds were the psychiatrist would rock the boat in a bad way.
But she pointed out to Shawn, “Hey, life goes on. For instance, no matter what happens at home, at school you still have Peggy, plus the cheerleaders are bound to just get wilder and wilder. I mean, I heard what a big success you were today with Esther, Candice, and Sera. They all rave about you. You’re nearly guaranteed at least one good cheerleader fuck tomorrow. You can take your pick. And no one can prohibit you from being with Cheese. And then you have me. We may just have to keep sneaking around, but so what? You know how many guys would kill to be in your shoes? They should make a porno movie of your life!”
“Thanks, Little Sis. You know how to cheer me up. But I’m concerned about Mom. I don’t want her to do something she doesn’t want to do, but I thought she seemed so okay with everything lately. I’m puzzled.”
“It’s all going to work out. And here - I know another way to cheer you up.” She unzipped his shorts. Afraid that Vel might hear, she whispered as she bent down, “It’s the duty of your fuck toy to keep you happy.”
She worked hard to give him a loving blow job. As it was the spur of the moment she didn’t ask permission from Vel, but she also didn’t ask for fear that Vel would say no, given her new mood.
Shawn had meant to talk to her about her disturbing, recent submissive comments, but the blow job felt too good to interrupt, and when it was over, he decided he was too emotionally weary to open up another can of worms. He looked forward to a talk with Cheese and a chance to settle some issues.
But before he could come, he heard the clicking of high heels until Vel stood outside his door. “Shawn, telephone for you.”
Shawn was surprised. Few people called him much any more. “It’s your friend Sean.”
Shawn considered what to do: ignore the phone, answer the phone, or answer the phone while his sister continued to suck him off. He decided that he needed to make an effort at a social life and he couldn’t concentrate or speak without breathing heavily if Joanna continued slurping on his penis, so he reluctantly ended the blow job.
He talked to Sean for a long time. When he was finally done, Joanna was gone.
For dinner, Vel tread a thin line between extremes by wearing something both sexy and conservative. Aware of Shawn’s love for costumes, she dressed up in a silky Japanese kimono that thoroughly covered most of her skin, even as it ably showed off her big tits.
But as much as she tried to take a “cool it down” approach, her body wasn’t ready to always obey her brain. Not only was she addicted to Shawn’s cum, she was also now addicted to being naked or loosely dressed, and flaunted her body to Shawn at nearly every opportunity. The idea of going back to bras and panties all day long was completely absurd to her. She even disliked leaving the house because it meant she had to thoroughly dress up and put at least a bra on. She rarely wore panties outside the house now, if she was wore something that allowed her to hide that fact.
Hui Shan came over for dinner as well. Now that she was Shawn’s girlfriend, she hoped to be over at the Chen house even more than before. She and Shawn kissed for many long minutes after she walked in the door. Their kiss turned into an all-over body grope. Vel had to put a stop to it when Hui Shan undid Shawn’s shorts. She pointed out that a blow job or hand job wasn’t part of Shawn’s official “getting of attention” method for her.
Hui Shan was in an infectious, bubbly mood. She still couldn’t get over the fact that she was now Shawn’s girlfriend. Vel tried to impress Hui Shan and the others with the seriousness of her concerns, but it was difficult to be severe and serious in the face of Hui Shan’s enthusiasm. Vel said to her, “Now, Hui Shan, we have to sort of take a pause with Shawn.”
Hui Shan asked, “Do you mean we should pause for air when sucking his thingy or pause for air during a big French kiss smooch?” She broke into laughter and Vel laughed with the others, though she didn’t find it that funny.
Hui Shan steamrolled over Vel’s worries. She said, “Vel, I’m so psyched to be a full member of the cocksucker club. Finally! But I have so much to learn from you guys. You were super awesome showing me how to lick his thingy last night, but how do you get him in the mood in the first place? I’m not good at all with that flirting stuff.”
Vel was proud of her ability to get Shawn erect just about any time or any place. She was drawn in to the conversation, and soon began explaining in great detail the techniques she used. Joanna joined in and talked just as much. It was interesting for Shawn to hear. He didn’t realize the deliberate thought and strategies behind their actions until they spelled it out clearly.
They talked a lot about clothing. Vel said, “Hui Shan, the key is what you wear, or, more importantly, what you don’t wear. Now that you’re one of Shawn’s elite cocksuckers, and his official girlfriend to boot, no doubt you’re going to find yourself naked quite often.”
“Rad! I love being naked.” She bent forward and listened more intently to one of her favorite subjects.
“We all noticed that. However, sometimes it’s sexier not to be completely naked. Your mother was just talking to us about this yesterday and I think she was spot on. You know the saying that it’s not the having, it’s the getting. Well, it’s kind of like that. It’s sexy to reveal yourself bit by bit. That’s why strip teases are so popular. So you don’t have to always throw all your clothes off right away, even though we all know how much you love to do that. Remember now that our goal, and your goal, is to keep Shawn’s penis hard all day long, so he can achieve his six times a day target and have his penis pleasured for hours upon end. There’s nothing more important than that.”
“So I should just walk around in only my miniskirt? Is that what you mean?”
“No, no, no. Not like that. The keys are flaunting your assets and variety. For instance, look at this kimono I’m wearing. This is a bit of a tough one, because look how caged my tits are.”
Vel grabbed her tits and lifted them up several times. “You see? There’s no way for them to escape, unfortunately. But there’s more potential down below.” She traced her hands along a high cut in the cloth that went up past her hip. “You see this here? I can use this to my advantage. Look what happens when I bend over.”
Vel got out of her chair and bent down until her face nearly reached the seat of her chair. Her ass hung high up above the rest of her body.
“My ass is still thoroughly covered. But if I sway a little bit…” - she did so - “the cloth falls to the side and half my ass is exposed. And from where Shawn is sitting, he can not only see one completely naked ass cheek, but he can see my shy cunt peeking out too. Can’t you, Tiger?”
Shawn spoke up from across the room. “As a matter of fact, I can. Not that I would be looking; that would be wrong.” They all laughed.
Joanna added more advice. “So you see, Hui Shan, how wearing some clothes can be more sexy than just total nudity?” Hui Shan nodded. “Not only that, but there’s something that isn’t Mom’s forte, as least not yet, and that’s verbal innuendo. For instance, since Mom serves us dinner, it would be nice if, while she’s bent over like that, she asks Shawn, ‘Tiger, would you like something to eat? Some of your mother’s pie for dessert, perhaps?’”
Hui Shan appeared confused by that, so Shawn pointed out, “Some of these things are clichés. A hair pie is another name for a hairy pussy. But hey, the funny thing is, they work every time. At least for me. Just like I could never get tired of this view Mom is still showing off.”
Vel still wiggled her ass in Shawn’s direction, but now she stood up. “Now Hui Shan, Shawn may say that he’d want to stare at my ass forever, but variety is the spice of life. You have to keep doing new things. Don’t stay in one position too long. Remember that you always have lots of tough competition for his visual attention, in the form of Joanna, Cheese, or whoever else is around. Keep an eye on his package. His dong. His willie. I’m learning lots of new names. See how hard it is. Half the time it’s out of his shorts anyways, and then you can really keep an eye, or even better, a hand, on it while you flaunt your body. And another thing. I may not be good at double meanings, but one thing I’ve learned is that it’s good to play the innocent. For instance, if I bend over like I was before” - she did it again - “it turns men on even more if they think the display is accidental.”
Hui Shan asked, “But how can we do that when Shawn knows we’re all a bunch of horny nymphos who are dying to get our hands or mouth on his thingy at all hours of day or night?”
“Good point. That is a problem. You have to be more creative. Like right now, we’re pretty much pretending Shawn isn’t here. That can be sexy. It makes it seem as if he’s a fly on a wall, like a guy peeking through a hole into a shower or something. Actually, as an aside, that’s a good idea. Angel, don’t you think we should drill a hole into the wall so Shawn can spy on us when we’re showering?”
Joanna’s eyes lit up. “Oooh. Excellent! Even if he didn’t use it much, I know it would get me all hot and bothered every time I showered, just thinking that he might be watching. Unfortunately his room is across the hall from the bathroom.”
“Hrm. Let’s think about that. I’m sure we can come up with something. … Where was I? Oh yes. Knowing that something isn’t completely real doesn’t take away the fun. For instance, if I dressed up as an innocent school girl and protested loudly while Shawn took advantage of me, I bet that would turn him on.”
“You know it would!” Shawn agreed. “This whole lesson is such a turn on. Not that I’m here.” They giggled at that.
Joanna chimed in, “We’re lucky that Shawn loves role playing. We all love role playing. So, really, the sky’s the limit. You saw the fashion show. Dress up as a nun or, I dunno, an astronaut. The key is creativity. Don’t get in a rut and do the same thing over and over. Be creative.”
Hui Shan nodded. “M’kay. This looks like fun, but it’s also so tough. Why not just get totally naked and fuck? Wouldn’t that be even more fun, and a lot easier?”
“Sometimes, yes,” Vel conceded. “But Shawn has a flair for drama. We all do here. It seems to run in the family. You have to compare the ‘brute force’ method with creativity.”
Shawn thought again about his spanking experience with Peggy. He pondered brute force with creativity and decided that, at least for the time being, he preferred brute force, at least until he recovered from that bout of Peggy’s creativity. But he was happy that at least his energy and libido had revived after his extended nap.
Vel continued, “Remember what I was saying before, how an accidental display can be more fun. It’s also fun to act like you’re being forced to do something. Here. Let me demonstrate.” After some fussing about, Vel managed to open her kimono so she was topless. She stood there and said, “Hui Shan, you can see how showing my tits off gets Shawn excited. Look. His eyes are glued to my chest. That’s good. But watch this.”
Vel put on a tormented expression. “Oh no! What happened to my shirt? Where did it go? Here we are in the middle of a crowded and fancy restaurant and my shirt has ripped completely open and fallen to the floor! What’ll I do? This is so embarrassing! Somebody help me! Doesn’t someone have something I can wear? No?”
Vel put her hands near her chest in a protective gesture, but in fact, purposely, her hands didn’t cover up her tits in any way whatsoever. She wiggled her whole body as if in great agitation. “Look at how everyone is staring. Please, don’t stare! It’s not my fault. I was just wearing a sexy top, but when my nipples got hard, the straining fabric ripped open like tissue paper. Oh dear. Look. People are taking pictures! Shawn, please! Help your mother! Quick. Come here and cover my tits with your hands! They’re all staring at your mommy’s big tits!”
Shawn was so inspired that he got up and put his hands on her tits. He didn’t cover them up so much as tweak her nipples. He was a sucker for role plays and immediately got into the spirit of this one. He asked with grave concern, “But Mom, don’t you think all the people in this restaurant will find it strange that a son is touching his mother’s big tits?”
“Oh, you’re right. Let’s not let them think you’re my son, then. Quick. Kiss me on the lips so people will think I’m your girlfriend.” The two of them locked lips for a couple minutes while he continued to pull on her tits. Meanwhile, she slipped a hand inside his shorts.
When Shawn broke away from the kissing, he looked around at the pretend audience in the pretend restaurant and commented with mock doubt, “I don’t know, Mom. They’re not buying it. They’re still staring. They still think you’re my mother because you’re older. Not to mention the fact that you mentioned that you’re my mom a couple of times.”
“Dear me.” She unzipped his shorts. She announced in a loud voice to their imaginary crowd, “If I’m his mother, would I do this?” She jacked off his penis openly now instead of inside his shorts and she used two hands instead of one. “I’m just his girlfriend. One of many!” She squealed in delight at that thought, at the idea of being a member of what was essentially his growing harem. “He can have an older girlfriend, can’t he? Would his own mother jack him off so eagerly? Or do I need to suck him off to convince you all?”
They could have kept going in this manner, but, in a sense, she was too successful. She bent down to take his penis in her gaping mouth, but Shawn had to stop her and pull away before she made him cum. Hui Shan and Joanna clapped at Vel’s expert performance. Vel took a prolonged bow, which she used as an excuse to flaunt her swaying tits even more.
Vel finished with a few lessons for Hui Shan. “See how effective that was? Note that the fantasy doesn’t have to make sense. Of course that would have never happened in real life. But look at how much more aroused Shawn is than he’d been just by flashing my tits. He literally couldn’t help but come over here and explore my body after the way I enticed him. Not only that, but it got me so hot, too, that my whole body feels like it’s burning up, even now. I imagine being naked in front of a crowd of people in a crowded restaurant, and my Tiger ravages me like a feral beast…”
She closed her eyes and drifted off into a mental continuation of her fantasy. Her concerns and her desire to see the psychiatrist completely escaped her mind, at least for the moment.
Hui Shan was very impressed with all of this, but Joanna was secretly miffed at just how good her mother was getting at arousing Shawn.
The teasing lessons continued through the rest of dinner and beyond. Joanna and Vel flaunted their body every way they knew how as they demonstrated more methods to Hui Shan. It kept Shawn so aroused that he found it hard to eat, even without being jacked off at the same time.
CHAPTER 9
They continued to sit and relax at the dinner table, and the conversation drifted to different topics. Things cooled down for a while.
They ate chocolate chip cookies for dessert and Shawn ran out of milk. Since Hui Shan was already in the kitchen to get something else, he asked her, “Hui Shan, could you get me another glass of milk?”
“M’kay!” Hui Shan went to the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk. She recalled Joanna’s advice to be creative and came up with an idea.
She held the carton up high and said loudly, “Shawn, I changed my mind. If you want the milk, you’re going to have to come over here.”
Everyone was surprised at that, not least of all, Shawn. He was being treated like a king in all things at home, not just sexual things. No one ever asked him any more to do things like wash the dishes, vacuum, or clean the bathroom. He tried not to act spoiled and still help out as he’d done before, but it was hard not to give in to laziness, especially since he didn’t seem to have even enough time to do his homework any more. Sexual things took up nearly all his free time, especially in the last week or two.
So her words were somewhat shocking. But Shawn, the polite guy that he was, just said, “You’re right. I shouldn’t be so lazy.” He again thought about his new resolution to be more humble, stood up, and walked to her.
Hui Shan, meanwhile, whipped her miniskirt off and was nude in seconds. Then she quickly took the milk carton, raised it over her head, and poured it down her chest. As he closed the distance to her, she turned her back to him and poured more of it over her shoulder and down her back side. She giggled and said, “Shawn, if you want some milk, you’ll have to lick it up yourself!”
Shawn was impressed. “Now that’s creativity, Hui Shan! What a turn on.” He closed the distance and chose to attack her back, since that was the first thing he could reach. He planted his tongue at the base of her back and licked at the rivulets that rolled down her supple, soft backside. Hui Shan continued to pour more milk out of the carton, but slowly now, so it wouldn’t run out any time soon.
Shawn asked, “Aims, is your ass crack clean?” Shawn had never called Hui Shan “Aims” before, but he wanted a nickname now that she was officially his girlfriend.
She took it in stride and without comment, as if he’d always called her that. “Sure. I keep it clean all the time just in case you want to go in there.”
“Good.” Shawn moved down to her ass and pussy and licked there. He paused to say, “I probably should say something witty about pussies and licking milk, but I’m too busy to think.” He dove back in.
They soon ended up on the floor. Luckily the kitchen floor was tiled instead of carpeted, or Hui Shan’s idea wouldn’t have been very practical. Much of the milk was now in puddles beneath them, but Hui Shan was still soaked and coated in white.
Shawn could have explored and tasted her whole body, but he concentrated on the back side leading to her pussy. He took the milk carton from Hui Shan’s hand and poured the milk directly onto her ass, then lapped it up as it flowed down into her ass crack and flooded her wet pussy. Hui Shan was soaked in her own juices now, and the taste of her cum and the milk mingled together in Shawn’s mouth.
The sight was not lost on Joanna and Vel. The two of them stood up and walked over to get a better view. They were terribly excited by it all, especially Vel. She thought, Damn that Hui Shan. I should have thought of this. Oh, milk! Milk makes me so hot! I want Shawn to lick MY milk. I want him to suck on my tits and drain my nipples. I want to be covered in milk. My own breast milk. I want to pour it all over me, and bathe in it, and have Shawn lick me everywhere. Oh God, Hui Shan, stop. This is turning me on too much! I’m supposed to be refraining from this kind of thing! The psychiatrist! I have to refrain until I can see the psychiatrist. I want to get down on my knees and lick Hui Shan dry, but that would be wrong. She’s an innocent lamb. I can’t, I can’t do that. No. Wrong. Don’t. No milk. Can’t!
Vel’s thoughts got shorter because she found it hard to think. Her heart pounded and her breath was ragged and short. Luckily, her tits were wobbling free after her restaurant demonstration, and attacked her tits so aggressively that it seemed as if she raped her own chest. She managed to pull one up to her mouth and suck on it, and soon all of her attention focused on that.
Meanwhile, Joanna was thinking and fantasizing, too. Fuckin’ A! That’s sexy. I wish I had thought of this. She’s going to be tough competition. Not just a pushover. But what a body. I was just “shaving” her pussy earlier this afternoon and now I don’t know what I’m allowed to do. What’ll Mom think if I get down and join Shawn in the Hui Shan milk bath? Mom was just saying we have to be restrained, but Hui Shan certainly doesn’t look restrained. I totally should take a spot on her back. Or better yet, flip her over and I’ll get her tits while Shawn works more directly on the cunt. Yes! No. Better: have Mom lick the cunt while I do the tits. I want to see Mom lick a cunt. But then where’s Shawn? Let Shawn lie underneath Hui Shan and fuck her cunt from behind, while Mom licks it from the front! And we’ll pour more milk over her the whole time! Yes! Fuck yes! Lick it, Shawn, lick it!
But neither Vel nor Joanna’s fantasies happened, at least not exactly as they’d imagined them. Vel vaguely recalled her desire for restraint until the psychiatrist’s appointment, and contented herself by licking her own nipple. Joanna didn’t want to do anything more to upset her mother, so she also merely played with her own breasts.
Vel, however, couldn’t stand the sight any longer. It drove her wild with lust. She felt trapped and on fire inside her clothes, even though her kimono was off her chest. She either had to join in or flee. She chose flight. As she stepped over Hui Shan, she grabbed another carton of milk from the refrigerator and rushed out of the room, yelling, “Behave yourselves!” Her plan was to go to the upstairs bathtub and masturbate herself into oblivion while she poured milk all over herself and licked it off her own nipples. That’s exactly what she did.
Joanna was delighted that Vel left, because that at least meant she could partially fulfill her vision and join in. She bent down on her knee and tapped Shawn on the shoulder. “Brother? Big Marble Column Brother? Wouldn’t it be better if we turn her over?”
He stopped licking and looked up. Joanna was surprised to see his face soaked with milk. His T-shirt was soaked, too, as he’d forgotten to take it off. “What? Oh yeah. Turn over, Aims.”
“Yes, sir.” She turned over and spread her legs nice and wide. Joanna grabbed the last milk carton out of the refrigerator so they’d have more to pour on her.
Shawn spoke to his sister as he took his T-shirt off. “You know what’s funny? I’m new to this whole pussy munching thing. I thought it was too gross. But thanks to chasing the milk down her crack, I found myself licking her pussy lips. Only in the last day or so have I been able to really check pussy licking out and get fully into it. And you know what? It’s not bad. Not bad at all. Maybe it’s just that milk is my favorite drink, but I could get used to this. Sis, after all your blow jobs I’m sorry to have neglected you. You should have insisted, and had me licking your pussy, like, weeks ago!”
He bent down and resumed his licking. Hui Shan moaned quite loudly.
Joanna was light-headed with lust as she imagined her brother eating her out. “We’ll have to make up for that, big time, Brother!”
“Agreed, Vice-tight Little Sister. But first I want more milk. Aims, where would you like me to lick?”
“My boobies. Can you lick my boobs?”
Joanna answered, “Wait. Please let me do that? But Hui Shan, save most of the milk. Because then we’re going to pour some on me. And then, wait! Even better. We’re going to pour some on Big Power Pecker Brother, and find out how it feels to share a milk-flavored penis.”
Hui Shan’s eyes lit up. “Cool! That’s the super amazingest idea ever! Shawn, I’m getting all tingly. Oh no. Oh! Oh! Oh! God!” Her legs flew about wildly as Shawn’s tongue drove her into a powerful climax. She let out a high pitched squeal.
Sure enough, Hui Shan and Joanna did double up on Shawn’s milk-drenched dick. It didn’t stay milk-drenched for long, thanks to all their furious licking.