Vel just nodded dumbly in reply. She only focused on a few words. Ejaculation. Of his penis. Needs stimulation. My hands. My hands around his penis. Professional. I have to do it professionally.
Callist still sat there in her chair. She was afraid to get up, because that would expose the large puddle of cum that had dripped from her panties into the seat of her chair, and that would make a mockery of her professionalism speech.
“Vel, could you do me one more favor?” Callist asked. “I’d be rather embarrassed in this condition to have the doctor come in now with my other uniform. Could you go outside and get it?”
“No problem,” said Vel. Her pussy was also dripping wet, very wet. Luckily she was wearing a thick, dark dress so there were no obvious wet marks to be seen, yet. She figured, I can make a quick getaway to the bathroom and get myself cleaned up. I can’t let Shawn see me like this. He might get the wrong idea! He might think I got excited looking at him, and that’s not true! I’ll just clean myself up a bit, and that’s all. Masturbation is wrong!
Callist explained, “That’s a dear. Just go outside, turn left, open the first door on your right. In there you’ll see a black bag sitting on a shelf. Just grab the whole bag and bring it back here.”
Vel hastily put on her bra, then pulled up and buttoned her blouse in case anyone might see her in the hallway. Then she rushed the short distance to the bathroom.
Vel took a long time; much more than five minutes. Shawn and Callist meanwhile made small talk, trying their best to ignore the fact that Shawn was dressed in a hospital gown that concealed nothing and that Callist was still sitting in nothing but a completely soaked pair of tiny panties. (Shawn also wanted to use a towel to clean up before changing, but Callist seemed determined not to move and he was afraid to ask her or get up himself.) Callist kept saying, “I wonder what’s taking your mother so long.” Shawn finally was able to have a good long look at the nearly naked nurse now that his mother wasn’t around to make him so shy. Callist didn’t seem to mind at all and just smiled happily at him while they talked. She thrust her chest out proudly, but hid her groin by crossing her legs.
Vel meanwhile locked the door to the bathroom, and immediately fell to the tile floor. She nearly tore her blouse open even as she pulled her dress up around her waist. Within seconds, the idea of “cleaning up” her leakage morphed into frantic masturbation. She furiously beat herself off, plunging several fingers deep into her pussy. I’ve never felt so aroused in my entire life! she thought to herself as she panted heavily. This has nothing to do with Shawn! This has nothing to do with Shawn! I’m not even thinking about his huge penis! No I’m not! In my hands or in my mouth. Or, God forbid, fucking me! Pounding into me, with my son’s penis! No! No. I’m driving that thought out of my mind. … It must be … it must be the breast check! That explains it! Callist’s hands … That got me too worked up! Must … not … think … of …. the … penis … The hot, huge penis…
She orgasmed over and over, and came rivers and rivers of cum, it seemed. When it was all over, she lay there panting for several more minutes. I can’t believe I just did that! she thought. It’s so wrong! So very improper. What would my parents think of me now, if they could see me? They told me I’d burn in hell if I did that even once, and now I have. But not masturbating can’t be right, can it? Doesn’t almost everyone masturbate? I’ll bet you they masturbated, too! After thinking it over some more, she decided that masturbating once was an innocent mistake, but she could never let it happen again.
Then, suddenly realizing the time, she wiped her legs off, tried her best to tidy up, and went to look for Callist’s bag. She wished dearly she could have stayed in that bathroom a lot longer, not thinking about Shawn penis, not thinking how it would feel in her hands, and most importantly, not thinking about it impaling itself in her pussy.
“So sorry!’ she said breathlessly to Callist when she finally returned. “I had to go to the bathroom first, and then I got all disoriented coming from the other direction, and was afraid to open the wrong door.” She felt calm and restrained when she reentered the room, but then she was hit like a punch by the pungent smell of his cum, which utterly filled the room. Suddenly her feelings came flooding back, and she desperately wanted to leave the room immediately.
“No problem,” said Callist. The nurse could make a good guess why Vel needed to use the bathroom for so long, but saw no need to make her more embarrassed. “Can you hand both Shawn and I some towels?”
Shawn and Vel left the doctor’s office a short time later, with Vel practically dragging him out of the door. Both had the feeling that something really important had happened there - some Rubicon that had been crossed, but neither of them were quite sure what it was or wanted to think about it much.
End of part 2
…. to be continued…
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CHAPTER 1 (Tuesday, Oct. 8)
Vel and Shawn sat quietly in the car as they rode home together. Both were in a daze. There was little comment aside from Vel occasionally saying things like, “Well that certainly was something, wasn’t it?”
Shawn tried to be noncommittal. He was busy with thoughts of his own. His second appointment with Callist turned out to be everything he hoped it would be and then some. He was on the verge of realizing that Callist wasn’t just a very dedicated nurse who would do anything to help her patients, but was pushing hard for sex with him. He still hadn’t quite gotten there, however, simply because it was almost beyond his conception that an older, experienced woman like Callist would ever be interested in a teenager like him. But what really puzzled him as he rode home was the behavior of his mother.
Shawn stared serenely at his mother while she drove and then returned to his thoughts. He couldn’t believe that she didn’t seem to have a problem with the appointment they just came from. The mother I thought I knew would have been outraged and never returned again. She probably would have sued for extreme emotional distress. Is she actually getting turned on by it all? She seemed to be getting kind of hot and bothered. Hell, even I noticed how her chest was heaving so excitedly. It was like she couldn’t tear her eyes off of my penis. But she’s my mom. … However, she’s gorgeous! What if she’s willing to help me out with my treatment in any way possible, and I do mean in any way? Wow. Impossible!
He tried to put these thoughts out of his mind, as his penis couldn’t take any more excitement. However, Vel was thinking along the exact same lines: What has gotten into me? That was the most powerfully erotic experience I’ve ever had! I haven’t masturbated in like…, well, ever. I can’t believe what I’ve been missing! I know it’s wrong to think about my son’s member, but if these appointments mean awakening my sexuality, isn’t that a good thing? Couldn’t this put some spice back into my marriage? I would never think about cheating on my husband, and I certainly would NEVER think about actually … with my son … To actually… For starters, to touch his thing. There, I said it. To freely, wantonly, do such a nasty thing. But Callist says I should check it for abnormalities. Wouldn’t I be a BAD mother if I didn’t? Wouldn’t it be selfish of me if I don’t do everything she asks, for his benefit? … It’s for his benefit, not mine… I have to be a good mother… But I feel so guilty…
On the outside, she looked calm and collected. But that was only a show, and the car veered all over the road until they finally got home. Both mother and son immediately rushed to their rooms. Vel, because she decided she wanted to explore this new discovery of masturbation more extensively, and in a “hands on” manner. She explained to herself that if she masturbated now, it would still only count as one time. Shawn, because he was completely spent and just wanted to sleep.
When Shawn finally woke up from his daily nap, he mentally reviewed his appointment with Callist as he laid there on his bed. But that wasn’t a good idea since his penis wasn’t feeling much better. It hurt when it got hard. He turned on the light and went to the computer.
At that very moment, he heard a knock on the door, and Cheese came in. “How are you doing, Sweetie? Ready for some more Internet fun?” She was wearing a summer dress he’d never seen before. It was dark green, which went well with her emerald eyes.
Oh no! he thought. How can I turn down that offer? But I have no choice. Dang! “Aunt Cheese, I’d love to, but I have a really bad case of… of the blue balls, I guess you’d call it.”
“Do you now? Must have been some doctor’s appointment!” She was very pleased that the doctor’s appointments were pushing Shawn along sexually, but she tried to hide the satisfaction from her voice.
Shawn moaned in frustration. “Uggghhh! Don’t even bring that up. It hurts just to think about it! Could we try later tonight, once I’ve had a chance to recover? I might be feeling better by then.”
Cheese reluctantly left after chatting with him a bit more.
By dinner, Shawn did indeed feel a lot better. Cheese again elected to share dinner with them. She wanted to be around more often to make sure Vel didn’t chicken out in wearing provocative clothing. She also wanted to hear what happened at Shawn’s medical appointment. As they all shared just about everything with each other, she didn’t hesitate to ask about it in close detail.
Shawn’s penis felt good and hurt good when he noticed the clothes that his mother, sister, and Cheese wore at dinner. They all flaunted their assets, but his mother stood out, especially given her past ways.
She wore a shiny red leather outfit which looked like it was designed for a high-class prostitute. It was skin tight and hung on her body as if she wasn’t wearing anything at all. He could see her nipples as clear as day, and her boobs shook like Jell-O at the slightest movement. His mouth grew dry and he felt dizzy. Cheese had pushed her into wearing the outfit, but even Cheese was surprised at how quickly Vel had taken to wearing such daring clothing.
Stranger still was how Vel acted. She looked extremely ashamed and subdued, as if the scantily clad body seemingly designed for fucking belonged to a different person and had somehow been mistakenly attached to her wholesome face. Throughout the meal she complained to Cheese for making her wear the outfit. Yet somehow her bashfulness turned Shawn on even more, as if she was willing to do anything to please him, but also as if she was forced to do it like a slave.
Shawn was the one who ended up explaining what happened with Callist. Joanna and Cheese listened with intense interest. Shawn’s version of events was highly edited and censored, but Cheese at least could read between the lines and see that Vel had an intensely erotic experience, especially given the way she silently reacted to the telling of the story.
Vel mostly just squirmed and blushed in great embarrassment. She squished about as well, because she grew more and more aroused hearing Shawn’s blow by blow account of the experience. Even though he left out many of the sexual details, Vel mentally filled in what she knew really happened.
The fact that Cheese and Joanna kept pressing for many of those very details didn’t help matters. Joanna said things like, “So wait a minute, Big Brother. You’re telling me, the whole time you were there, this pretty nurse was massaging your member? And she did this in the nude?!?”
“Not exactly the whole time, and she wasn’t exactly nude,” he replied sheepishly, red as a ripe tomato. “She always kept her panties on.” He valiantly tried his hardest to steer the discussion from questions about what his mother was doing or saying, and mostly succeeded. Meanwhile, Vel was so mortified, because of the outfit she’d been forced to wear if nothing else, that the others had mercy on her and no one asked her any questions.
She thought to herself, What’s wrong with me? Dressed like this? Thinking these thoughts? All I can think about is my Tiger’s thing being so lovingly stroked by the good nurse. I’ll bet it’s hard right now, under the table there. Tiger must be terribly excited right now, thinking about the appointment in such detail. I’ll bet his thing could use some help right now. It must be throbbing in great pain, aching for release. I could be the one to stroke it at this very moment! It’s for his own good! She took some heavy breaths to calm down. There must be something wrong with me. Cheese seems so calm and collected. Joanna is her usual giggly self. I’m the only one dressed like a whore and thinking like a slut about my own son. I have to get my act together. But I have to do it on my own. I can’t let anyone know about my weakness or I’ll die of shame.
She was right about one thing: Shawn was terribly excited and in great need for release. It was mostly due to Vel’s top, cleverly designed to cause her boobs to jiggle even more than if she’d been completely naked. Every move she made, even if it was just to lift a fork to her plate, caused her boobs to bounce around wildly. She was frustrated at all the movement she was making and felt like there was a shining spotlight pointing right at her chest, everyone staring at her. But she didn’t know what to do.
It was with great relief to Shawn’s penis that he left a short time later to go watch an early movie with his friends Sean and Peter. It helped too that he took a cold shower before leaving. He spent most of the evening with his friends, yet not really with them. Instead, he thought about things like what his friends would think of his mother if they walked into his house to pick him up to go somewhere, and saw her dressed the way she was. Even more consuming was the thought that Cheese was waiting for him to come back and take care of some “unfinished business.”
Once he left, Vel desperately wanted to talk to someone about her problem, but there was no one she could confide in. After much restless agitation, she decided that if she went back to her room and “practiced” her “breast exam” she might calm down. She did, and she felt much better after an intense orgasm caused just by playing with her tits. But that only satiated her lust in the short term.
Cheese lurked around the Chen house after Vel went to her room. Like a spy on a secret mission, she wanted to know just how Vel felt about her son. So, after an impatient pause and when she thought the coast was clear, she snuck up to Vel’s bedroom and put her ear to Vel’s door. She heard the sound of moaning and bed springs squeaking. She fled back to her own house in a hurry.
Back in her own bed with her husband out for the evening, Cheese found herself doing the same activity she’d just caught Vel doing. As she frigged herself, she thought, I knew it! I’m shocked, but not completely shocked. Vel has been so repressed that she’s a volcano of passion, and now she’s starting to erupt. She can’t even control herself in the slightest. She’s so fucking horny for Shawn! It’s obvious!
This certainly changes things. My goal was to freak her out a bit so she’d come running to me and practically beg me to help Shawn with his problem. But that may not work as planned if she’s falling deeply in lust with him too. So that’s bad. But on the other hand, maybe, just maybe, I can realize my ultimate, impossible sexual fantasy: seduce not just Shawn, but Vel and Joanna too! It seems too good to be true that I’m getting this far with Shawn, but I never would have expected the two of them would react like this on top of it. It’s not just Vel; so secretly delighted to wear that jiggly dress even though she loudly protested about it. I saw the way she was shaking her rack at every opportunity at dinner, even while she looked consumed with guilt about it. I thought she was a total prude and never imagined this side of her at all.
No, there’s Joanna’s reaction too. The way she was pumping Shawn at dinner with questions about how Callist stroked his penis. Pumping is the perfect word! She looked like she could barely contain herself from reaching over and jacking him off right at the dinner table. I had her pegged all wrong. I thought she was another prude just like her mother. How many years did I try to get Vel to have an affair to spice up her life, and it was the one thing I could never make her do. I couldn’t even get her to dress more sexily. And now she’s practically attacking Shawn. It’s so hot! I can’t stand it!
Cheese was really assaulting her pussy now. She shoved four fingers in at once, and her whole body buckled with every thrust. Her other hand worked furiously on her clit. But unlike Vel with her brain that fogged over so easily, Cheese was much better at keeping a cool head. She continued to simultaneously fantasize and scheme even as she grew more and more aroused.
Shawn could be the door to all three of them. I need to develop and cultivate their lustful feelings for each other. Then, one day, we’ll all be in bed together, all four of us! If we’re all on Shawn, it’ll be natural for the touching between everyone to develop until us women are all madly fucking each other as well. It’ll be glorious! I could move in with them, and, oh God! Oh, too much! Too much! I can move in with them and maybe, maybe even, oh, yes! Maybe even marry Shawn! Oh Lord God! Yes! Only I can marry him. I’m the only one not related! Fuck! They’ll have to agree. Fuck yeah! Oh! Good God! The fucking hunky Shawn, my fucking husband! And Vel and Joanna my partners in bed! Oh! Lord! One giant orgy, every day! God yes! Oh! Aaaaiiiieeee!!!
Cheese arched back and let out a loud wail as she had the best orgasm she could remember in years. As it went on, visions of all three Chens flashed in her head, one after another. Mostly it was Shawn, and then Vel. Cheese had a slight crush on Vel for years, but never pursued it because she considered Vel just a tad less prudish than a nun with lifelong chastity vows. She’d never really had feelings for Joanna, but certainly noticed her developing body. Now she was amenable to the idea. Suddenly very amenable.
CHAPTER 2 (Wednesday, Oct. 9)
Shawn got back home late from the movie, and was disappointed to find that he’d missed Cheese. She thought she’d let him twist in the wind a little bit, since he’d made her wait. The next day, everything seemed perfectly normal: another day at school, and then a typical day at home except for Vel and Joanna dressing more sexily. He masturbated several times in the afternoon as usual.
He didn’t see Cheese at all that day, and worried that he’d miss her altogether. But when he got back from a quick trip to the grocery store after dinner, Vel told him that Cheese was in his room waiting for him and had something she wanted to talk about. Shawn had a strong feeling that maybe she wanted to do more than just talk.
As he walked up the stairs towards his room, he had a scared and apprehensive feeling. One part of his brain said, Don’t let me go in there! But on the other hand, a team of wild horses couldn’t have kept him out.
Cheese looked absolutely ravishing. She now wore an elaborately designed black silk kimono, which was different yet again from the sultry outfit she was wearing at dinner. She wore the kimono not for a love of Japanese style, but strictly for the potential it had to open up in the front.
It was already about 9:00 PM by the time he met Cheese, and Shawn reflected that this was probably the type of thing she wore just before climbing into bed. Just the thought of Cheese getting into a bed was now enough to get him horny. Yet it was only days ago when he didn’t have any sexual thoughts about her at all.
No sooner had they sat down than Cheese took advantage of how the robe opened in the front. She leaned back and allowed a boob to fall out of the kimono. There was a wide sash across her midsection which kept the kimono rather bound up, but she quickly worked to make sure that it “accidentally” came undone. Her hands began roaming over her kimono, and wherever they went, the kimono opened up looser and looser. Within minutes of the start of their Internet porn viewing, both of her firm, round globes were completely exposed, and her pussy was on display as well.
Shawn was half paying attention to the pictures this time, and with the pictures on one hand, and the nearly naked Cheese on the other, he was as aroused as he could possibly be. The flowery perfume she wore also excited his senses. Luckily, his penis wasn’t hurting any longer.
Cheese turned to him and said, “Are the pictures working for you?” She cupped a tit as she said this, and with the fingers from her other hand traced the outline of the nipple on that tit.
“Yes!” But they don’t excite me nearly as much as you do, Cheese. So many bloody obvious questions these days. Mmm. And I love the way you smell. Must be strawberry shampoo.
“Show me how much they excite you, Sweetie,” she said in a sultry voice.
“Wh-what do you mean?”
“We want to see the effect on your penis. We want to see that very much.” Her fingers were now pulling her nipple out towards him, making her tit look even more massive than it already was.
We? Shawn wondered momentarily. Once again, Shawn was wearing short shorts, and already had his penis hanging outside of them, far under the desk. It was already engorged with blood and liberally dripping pre-cum. He scooted away from the desk and turned towards Cheese. His penis was now in clear view, but he surprised himself with how bold he now felt. “Oops, it must have slipped out,” he said, not very convincingly.
“Oh, that’s tragic!” she replied. “Look how constrained you are in those silly shorts. You’d better take them off or they’ll cut off your circulation!”
So he stood up and took his shorts off. Now all he had on was a T-shirt. The act of standing also put his erect penis mere inches from Cheese’s face. She was tempted to lean forward and suck on it, but she also wanted to draw out his seduction as much as she could. She leaned forward just a little, causing his penis to bounce off of her cheek.
“Sorry!” he nearly yelled. He staggered backwards and nearly fell over. He managed to get back into his chair.
But she just wryly replied, “Be careful where you poke that thing.” She caressed the spot on her cheek where the penis had touched and then shuddered, acting as if the mere touch had nearly given her an orgasm. He stood there awkwardly for a minute, and then finally sat back down. Cheese also made a pretense at closing her robe, but it fell open again nearly as soon as she’d finished closing it.
She said to him, “Since what the doctor wants is prolonged sexual stimulation, wouldn’t it be better if you stimulated yourself while you look at the pictures? Don’t mind me. It won’t bother me at all.”
“You sure you won’t mind?” he said bashfully. Both of his hands were on his penis now, covering it up, but also subtly rubbing it. He wanted nothing more than to get some relief right away.
“Why should I mind? I’m just here to help you achieve your daily target.” She grasped at her tits with both hands, adding, “Don’t mind me at all. My chest is sore and needs a little massage. I think I’ll just work on that.”
Inwardly she was nearly delirious with delight. This is like a dream come true! If we’ve come this far, it’s just a matter of time before we go all the way. I only have to remove Vel as an obstacle by getting her so frazzled that she’ll agree to anything I do with him. Cruel, but it’s for her own good. And I’m in love. And in lust. My Sweetie is such a hunk, and so well hung! Stroke it for me, Sweetie! Think about my tits, my pussy, my face. Do it for me!
He began rubbing his penis, slowly at first. Their chairs were facing each other now, and there wasn’t even a pretense of looking at the computer screen. She bent forward to look at him, which unfortunately blocked his vision of her pussy, but also caused her kimono to fall completely down and off of her back. It lay bunched up around her waist. Her hands now made tender love to her own tits.
No way, he thought. I just cannot imagine how perfect Aunt Cheese looks! And her boobs are unreal! No one has boobs like that … except for my mother. To his surprise, the thought of his mother’s boobs and then her jiggly red leather dress suddenly greatly increased his horniness. He was surprised because he didn’t realize he could even get any more aroused than he already was.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Cheese said as she slowly jiggled her massive melons, and shoved them forwards until they were inches from his face. He was tempted to lean forward and suck, but didn’t know what to do and was afraid of being chastised by her. The pace of his rubbing increased.
“Whoa, boy, slow down and enjoy it,” she said, as she grabbed his hand pumping his penis. “You know what would feel even better? Someone else’s hand. The doctor said you need assistance to prevent chafing and what not. Are you feeling chafed?”
“Very.” Another easy question! “Very chafed.” The notion of chafing sounded absurd, but he recalled that the doctor had actually warned it could happen to him.
She put a hand on his penis and asked, “Do you mind if I help you with your problem like this, now and always?”
That comment and the feeling of her cool, soft hand replacing his own almost caused him to lose his load. But with all of this masturbation and mental stimulation lately, he was slowly building up a tolerance. He let go, and felt her tender hands replace his. At first she did little more than hold his penis gently with her hands. She knew she had to be careful to make this first experience last, as his control was nearly nonexistent and he was right on the verge.
“Cheese? You mean you’re gonna give me a hand job?” Shawn was so excited that his voice cracked as he said the words “hand job.” His voice hadn’t cracked in a long time, but lately it was doing it at the very most embarrassing moments. He suddenly felt like he was twelve years old, and a complete idiot.
Her suppressed laugh turned into a wry smile. This is so much fun! Like taking candy from a baby. “Yes, I’m giving you a hand job. I’m going to jack you off.”
“Vel… I meant! Cheese! That feels so good. Please help me. Help me every day…” he moaned. “I could really use your help.”
She initially merely lightly fondled his penis, but the sensation of another person’s hands on his prick was so new that any touch was amazing to him. Then she placed a finger under the base of the head where he was most sensitive, and began pressing and rubbing.
The things she did with her hands brought him indescribable joy. Shawn couldn’t help but say, “Cheese, your hands. They’re so good. So soft. So smooth. Oh, it feels so great!”
“That’s why the doctor wants nice, soft female hands wrapped around your penis. Not your own rough and calloused hands. We can’t have any chafing, God forbid.” She had a twinkle in her eye, barely suppressing a laugh over the whole chafing idea.
The pace slowly built up, until he was ready to blow. His eyes remained fixed on her swaying tits, but every now and then he would look up and see her face staring lovingly into his, and nearly lose it. Her face was already inches from the tip of his penis, and she moved it even closer until he could feel every breath on his skin. She was sorely tempted to swallow his pole deep into her mouth, but she held back. She wanted to savor his seduction. And still he managed to hang on.
“You’re almost ready…” she cooed. “Do it all over my big boobs.” The cum began to spew forth, and she pumped his penis for all she was worth.
A minute or two later, they sat back in post-orgasmic bliss. In actual fact the hand job lasted no more than five minutes, but to Shawn it seemed like an eternity of bliss. She said, “Wow, that was some Internet porn, wasn’t it?” They both had a good laugh. Neither cared a flying fuck about the pictures at this point.
Shawn wanted to blurt out, “I love you!” but once again decided silence was the safest path. His cum lay all over Cheese’s tremendous tits. Even more landed on her face. Much of it had hit her right in her cleavage, and he wanted desperately to take his hands and explore the depths of that deep valley, rubbing his cum all over her mounds. The fact that she was still panting, causing her tits to heave, weakened his willpower ever further. But he dared not touch, not understanding what limits there might be. Others might have been much bolder, but he was too inexperienced and shy to take the initiative.
Cheese again asked about his medical appointment earlier in the day, and Shawn again described it in intimate detail. Now that he was so aroused, his description was very different from the one he’d given at dinner. Before, the fact that Callist rubbed his penis was eventually tortured out of him by repeated questions. But now he freely described Callist’s ministrations in great detail and mentioned little else.
Soon Shawn’s penis sprung to attention as he watched how she just let his cum slowly dribble down her body while they casually had a conversation.
Shawn moved his hands towards his penis, but Cheese said, “Don’t touch it just yet. Leave that to me. But since you got your pleasure I hope you don’t mind if I get off too.” She thrust one of her fingers into her pussy, unfortunately now hidden under her kimono. He couldn’t really tell what was going on underneath, but he desperately wanted to find out.
“Look, but don’t touch,” she chided. “It’s my great pleasure to give you stimulation, Sweetie, but we can’t go any farther than that. So no touching me. After all, I’m your dear old Aunt Cheese, aren’t I? This body has to remain off limits to you for ever and ever.” Or about a week, whichever comes first, she gleefully corrected herself in her private thoughts. “Now, no pouting, and tell me more about how you really felt at the doctor’s office today.”
As they talked, his jism continued to hang on her face and chest. She swiped a gob of Shawn’s cum off of her cum-splattered chest, and made a great show of sucking it into her mouth with her free hand. “Jesus!” she said with great surprise. “Has anyone ever told you how good your cum tastes?”
Cheese had Shawn retell his story to help get him hot, and that certainly worked. But now she plied him for information about what she still didn’t know: what happened to Vel during the appointment. Shawn still tried to censor his story and protect his mother, but Cheese kept interrupting Shawn’s narrative to ask what Vel was doing, seeing, and even thinking. Cheese was able to figure out pretty well everything that happened to Vel, including all the “breast cancer checks.”
Even though Vel had done little more than stand there and stare at Shawn’s penis, the idea made Cheese terribly excited. I can read between the lines. Vel is hot for her own son’s cock! I was so right! That gets me so fucking horny!
While Cheese continued to lick up and eat his cum splattered on her chest, she had him detail his thoughts throughout the appointment, including his erotic feelings for Callist. She also tried to get him to divulge any possible sexual feelings for his mother. This was the big question for her now: her ultimate fantasy couldn’t be realized unless Shawn had feelings for Vel and Joanna.
So she asked him leading questions like, “I’ll bet your mom looked really hot as she stood there panting, her giant tits hanging out right in front of you, staring hungrily at your penis. Didn’t that turn you on?”
He had evasive answers like, “It’s not like that, Cheese. She was just doing what the nurse told her to.”
Cheese kept pressing, trying to get him to confess some attraction. She began rubbing his penis again, to further break down his resistance. “Oh, come on, Sweetie, you have to admit she looked sexy. Are you saying your mother isn’t beautiful? Is that what you want me to tell her?”
“No!” he cried in agitation. “Don’t tell her anything! Please? Promise? It’s not like that!” He sweated profusely, as if he was being tortured under interrogation.
Cheese stroked his penis even more aggressively. “I won’t tell her anything. Your secret is safe with me. But you have to admit she looked hot. Don’t you think she got really horny, fondling her tits while eating your penis up with her eyes?”
“She looks attractive, okay?”
Cheese grew more excited herself. “Don’t you think, after watching Callist jack you off for so long, Vel would be curious to jack you off herself? Wouldn’t you like her to do to you what I’m doing right now, wrap her soft hands around your prick and make it feel incredibly good?”
“Please don’t ask me these questions! It’s freaking me out!” So Cheese laid off, and he never really answered any of these questions. But she could tell by his nervousness and physical reaction that he had a thing for his mother. The mere mention of his mother’s tits seemed to cause his penis to twitch and grow even harder, if it was possible to get any harder than it already was.
By the time Shawn got near the story’s end, Cheese had one finger busy in her pussy and the other hand busy around his penis. Shawn’s hands didn’t know what to do. He finally reached out to touch her leg to push away her kimono so he could see where her fingers were going, but she said, “Tut-tut! Now, what did I say about touching?”
So he just sat back and enjoyed all the incredible sensations. Cheese quietly came before he did, without him even knowing, turned on by thoughts of Vel at the appointment and imagining her fantasies realized as much as the penis before her. She was very surprised as she’d never cum just from giving a hand job.
When Shawn got to the part where Vel went missing for ten minutes or so, Cheese suggested, “I’ll bet she was too hot. I’ll bet she was really fucking horny. She had to do it to herself in the bathroom, and finger fuck her burning pussy! She got off on the thought of your hungry cock filling her tight little hole!”
That did it for Shawn. A few days earlier he couldn’t even imagine Cheese saying the word “fuck.” His penis began to rumble and roar.
Cheese bent down and said, “Let’s not make another mess. Aim for my mouth!” He shot at her face from inches away. She drank the jism that hit her square in the mouth, without actually touching his penis with her lips. She still wanted to save that experience for another time. The rest of his load ended on her cheeks and chin.
“That’s just what Callist did!” said Shawn as he came down off of his erotic high, recalling how his cum drenched the pretty nurse only hours earlier. Callist didn’t open her mouth and have much of his load shoot directly into it, but she did take it all over her face, and ended up looking just like Cheese now did. Except Cheese now had the better part of two of his big loads dripping down her face and chest. She was drenched in cum, and loving it. Mostly she loved the taste, and wanted more. The idea of giving Shawn a blow job practically made her salivate in anticipation.
Cheese, however, didn’t appreciate the comparison to Callist. She griped, “Yeah, but I’m twice the woman she’ll ever be, so don’t compare me to that slut who thinks she’s a nurse!” She said this proudly but also a bit angrily. “And remember,” she said now in a nicer tone, “your mother may be a sexy woman. She may be even having horny thoughts about you, though she probably doesn’t know or understand them herself. But she’s your mother, you understand?”
“Yes, ma’am,” said Shawn dejectedly.
“Sexual contact between you and her is wrong. That’s what I’m for. If you ever get horny thoughts about your mother, your sexy little sister, or anyone else, come to me, and I’ll make sure you get satisfied. Very satisfied. Sweetie, the way your cum tastes, I don’t think you’ll have any trouble getting me to help you again. Show some willpower, and don’t let your mother give you anything more than a hand job or blow job. Is that clear?”
“Uh, yeah.” After a pause, the full realization of what she said sunk in. “Blow job?!?” he exclaimed out loud. No one’s ever given me a blow job! It’s like Cheese is saying, “Fuck your mother, but not on alternate Wednesdays!” Could my mom actually have sexual thoughts about me, or be willing to help out with a blow job or hand job or something like that? No frigging way!
Cheese added, “We all have to do our part to help you with your ailment, don’t we? Your mom is going to have to help out too, though she doesn’t realize it yet. If you don’t know what a blow job is like, don’t worry, I think I can arrange a practical demonstration very soon.” These ideas were too much for Shawn, and he thought Cheese was just saying them to turn him on. Little did he know that Cheese was now trying to set him up with his own mother.
Shawn may have been done physically, but Cheese still wasn’t. She was already ready for another climax. She fingered herself beneath her kimono and her boobs jiggled and heaved in an increasing pace. Shawn watched and listened with rapt attention as she began to loudly moan. She nearly yelled, “Oh… oh… oh! Ooooohhhh!” as she fingered herself to a second climax. Shawn couldn’t get enough of the sexy sight, even though he was flaccid and too shy to join in.
There was sweat and cum all over the place, especially all over Cheese, and they both looked completely drained. The intoxicating smell of Cheese’s perfume was now replaced with the sweaty smell of sex, from both Shawn and Cheese’s copious cum. “Do you know what that was?” she said when she was done. “That was a female orgasm. That’s God’s way of thanking me for helping you out. But as for now, why don’t we get cleaned up a bit? Then you can get some rest, since you have a big day tomorrow.”
“I do?” Shawn couldn’t think of what it could be.
“You do. After all, I have some new things to teach you and your penis. Doctor’s orders,” she said as she winked at him. She opened her mouth to the shape of an “O” and bobbed her head forwards and backwards, pretending she was sucking him off. Shawn still couldn’t get a rise from his overtaxed penis, but his heart pounded like a hammer. “This is all about preventing chafing, isn’t it?” she joked.
CHAPTER 3
By the time Cheese left Shawn’s room it was about 10:00 PM. Shawn thought the excitement of his day was over, but his sister had other ideas. She had put her ear to the door and listened to what Cheese had been doing to Shawn. It made her very horny and excited. Actually, since her room was almost directly across the hallway from Shawn’s, she’d been paying a lot of attention to what was going on in his room lately. The walls were fairly soundproofed, but if one put an ear to Shawn’s door, one could just barely follow the conversations and hear other noises.
Joanna could tell how much fun Cheese was having helping Shawn, and wanted to have some more fun herself. I’ll just tease him a little bit, she thought. She turned on her stereo loudly, kept her door open a crack, and hoped he soon would come by. Shawn fell directly into the trap about twenty minutes after Cheese left when he got up to brush his teeth and get ready for bed.
Shawn said through Joanna’s door, “Hey Sis, what’s with all the noise? I’m about to go to bed, so could you keep it down?”
“Bed? It’s Friday night and not that late,” she replied.
“I know, but I don’t have any social plans and I always feel tired.”
“I can’t hear you, Big Brother. The music. Can you come in?”
So Shawn opened the door and walked in. He was greeted by the sight of his sister in her cheerleader outfit, practicing her cheerleading routine to the beat of a funky song by James Brown. He pulled up a chair and sat down not far from the door, and asked, “Sis, what are you doing practicing your routines at 10:00 on a Friday night? Don’t you have anywhere to go either?”
She spoke as she continued to dance, “Some guy asked me out, but I’m so bored at going out with all those losers. I’d rather be here with you. As for why I’m doing my routine now - have you noticed how hot the weather is lately? And we must be the richest people in town to not have an air conditioner. So it’s cooler to do it later in the evening. Even now I’m burning up with sweat. But hey, since you’re here, could you do me a favor?”
“Sure. Shoot.”
“Can you watch my routine and give me some feedback?”
“That’s all? Sure. … What do I have to look for? You’ve never asked me to do this before so I don’t know what you need.”
“Just look for mistakes. If you don’t notice it, then it isn’t much of a mistake. And watch for general demeanor, rhythm, and enthusiasm.”
“Okay. Sounds easy.”
So Shawn sat and watched his sister do her routines. She put her all into it and tried to show herself off as sexily as she possibly could. Once she got going, she was disappointed that she didn’t have the courage to take her bra and panties off before luring him in. But shortly after she started, Vel stopped by, peeked her head in, and said that they’d have to turn the music way down, because she was going to bed. Vel’s bedroom was just down the hall, and the sound could carry that far.
But Joanna wouldn’t be stopped so easily. She got Shawn to relocate with her to the basement, where she could continue dancing to the music without bothering her mother.
“This is actually a better place to practice in,” she said. “More room to move around. But it’s so stuffy in here. So hot. Do you mind if I get down to just wearing my underwear?”
“Um, okay,” said an uncertain Shawn. “But do you think it’s really… I mean… Do you think mom…” He was having a hard time expressing his concern directly, which was, Is this an appropriate activity between siblings?
But Joanna got the gist and said, “Shawn, if you’re thinking something isn’t appropriate about this, remember that I’m supposed to help you get aroused, right? So no problem. I’m sure this doesn’t compare to the stuff Cheese is showing you lately, and anyways it’s just the same as wearing a bikini.”
Shawn decided to just let the topic go, and sit back and watch. He certainly didn’t want to discuss what was happening between him and Cheese. He could have mentioned that in fact he’d never even seen her in a true bikini before, since she always dressed so conservatively. But it was as if the Joanna he knew was someone else, because she danced around even more sexily now, and really put on a show for Shawn. She stood mere feet from him, and constantly stared into his eyes. Shawn thought, Shit, it’s like a strip show with pompoms!
This was as far as Joanna thought she might go. But going this far, she decided she wanted to get completely naked or have Shawn take off some of his clothes. What she really wanted was to have Shawn get an orgasm one way or another. But she was too shy to move things any further. Then an idea occurred to her.
She announced her practice was done, and got some feedback from Shawn. He was polite and gave her some nice compliments. He then made to go, but she stayed and didn’t even turn the music off. “Hey Little Sis, aren’t you going to bed now?” Shawn asked as he headed towards the stairs.
“No, I’m not done, Big Bro. I’ve still got some routines to do that I’m too shy to do in front of you. They’re kind of extra sexy.”
“Oh. Okay,” said Shawn. “Good night.” He walked up the stairs. But on his way out, he realized that the stairs were completely dark, and the perfect place to spy on his sister. His sister was trying to get him to spy, and once again he fell into her trap. Curiosity naturally got the best of him, and he decided to stay at the top of the stairs for another minute, explaining to himself, I have to see what routines are so sexy that she couldn’t even show me. I thought the ones she just did were as sexy as it could possibly get.
Joanna was extremely nervous. Shawn was barely out of the room when she said out loud, “God, it’s so hot!” and took off her bra. I can’t believe I’m doing this! she thought. What’s gotten into me? This isn’t right. But even as she thought these things, her hands pulled down her panties as if the hands were controlled by someone else.
Then she began doing her cheerleading routine completely nude. Shawn still lingered at the top of the stairs, looking down from the darkness. He wasn’t sure if she could see him, so he bent down and kept his head just barely peering over a railing. If she did look his way, he could duck down and get out of the area completely within seconds.
There really were no extra sexy routines, as she’d done them all for him earlier. But the fact that his sister was naked made Shawn forget all about judging how sexy the moves were. It was all beyond arousing, now.
Joanna did all her naked routines facing away from the stairs, hoping that she wouldn’t scare him off, if he was in fact there at all. She was dying to know if he was watching, but had no way of knowing. God, I feel like a total idiot, she thought. No way would I do this if I didn’t think he was watching - my boobs bounce around far too much. But why do I want him to watch? If he’s watching me, won’t he think I’m some kind of slut? I’m totally ruining my reputation. What the hell? Am I crazy? My God - what if he tells his friends about this? No, he would never do that. But I feel so hot, just thinking that he might be watching me and getting turned on looking at me. Maybe he’s even masturbating on the stairs, as he looks at me. But what if he is? I don’t want him to fuck me, do I? He’s my brother!
Joanna’s thoughts were spot on, because after a few minutes of watching his sweaty and naked sister gyrate lewdly with her pompoms, Shawn unzipped his shorts and began stroking his meat. I shouldn’t be doing this looking at my sister, he thought guiltily. But how on Earth can I pass up this opportunity? What if I just pretend she’s someone else? I mostly can’t see her face since her back is turned. What if I pretend she’s one of the other cheerleaders, like Hui Shan?
But it was the fact that it was his sister and not some other cheerleader that gave his feelings a special intensity, and on some deeper level he realized that. Nevertheless, he couldn’t stop watching, even though he knew he had to stop.
As she got over the shock of being naked, she started to do her routines more enthusiastically. Knowing where Shawn had to be if he was watching, she made her moves conscious of what she’d be showing in that direction. In particular, she focused on routines where she could bend way over and show him her butt, or spread her legs. She did the splits frequently, from front and back. And just about every routine had her jumping around, her tits bouncing wildly.
Soon Shawn really had to cum, and didn’t know what to do about it, as he didn’t have his usual tissues or cloth to shoot into. He was desperate though to do something fast, and decided to go into his T-shirt as a last resort. But before he actually shot his wad, he heard his mother shouting. “Shawn? Joanna? Where are you? Don’t you want to go to bed?”
Shawn immediately hopped up, stuffed his erect penis back into his shorts, and scurried back up the stairs to the second floor. “I was just downstairs,” he said loudly to his mom, once he was closer to his mother’s room. “Joanna is down there too, but she’ll be coming up shortly, I think.”
Joanna could also hear what Vel was shouting and from that she knew that Shawn wasn’t in his room. My God! He was down here, watching me! He had to have been! No way!
She fell to the ground and began furiously fingering her pussy. This is so wrong. So very wrong. … God is going to punish me for this…
CHAPTER 4 (Thursday, Oct. 10)
The next morning, Cheese thought, It’s time for a serious talk with Vel. I’ll soothe her feelings about all these changes, and push her further into incest at the same time, heh-heh.
She looked at her best friend dressed only in black spandex exercise clothes. The two of them were finishing off their morning exercises, which they did most every day in the basement of Vel’s house. There was practically enough exercise equipment there to fill a professional gym. With a lot of free time on their hands, Vel and Cheese worked diligently to keep their bodies in peak condition. And they worked out in private because they were tired of all the gawking (from both men and women) at their perfect bodies whenever one or both of them went to a public gym.
Cheese was frankly as surprised as everyone else at the change that had come over her best friend, and pinched herself in glee. Vel always had a certain uptight vibe to her, but lately she’d seemed very carefree and happy. Now that Cheese was convinced that Vel had incestuous feelings for her son, she was surprised that Vel wasn’t at least more visibly wracked with guilt and torn by indecision.
She must be deceiving herself, Cheese finally decided. She’s experiencing all the joy of sexual liberation and fantasy but hasn’t actually given any serious thought to potential real life consequences because she doesn’t fully admit that she has feelings for Shawn or that he has feeling for her. She’s going to be in for a real surprise soon when she has to fully admit her feelings and motives.
Cheese found herself torn about the idea of Vel and Shawn getting physical together. On one hand, she wanted Shawn all to herself. Divorcing her husband and marrying Shawn instead was a constant fantasy of hers, even as she realized the odds of Shawn marrying a woman twenty one years older than him were slim. But on the other hand, she was also very turned on by the idea of Vel getting it on with her son. And she felt she was doing Vel a big favor by sexually liberating her.
Cheese looked at her friend on the adjacent exercise machine, stretching her legs out and then pulling them close to her chest, over and over again. It was a piston-like movement, just like fucking.
Vel’s like me, she just doesn’t know it. She can deny it and push away all of the countless guys who try to get in her pants, but that doesn’t erase the fact that her body is built for one thing. Fucking. Just like mine. At least I recognize it, and don’t limit myself to that tiny prick my husband’s got. Of course she’s covered up like an Afghan woman because the number of suitors after her would stretch down the street. It’s too bad she got married barely out of high school and never had any chance to play the field. But it’s not too late for her. We may just end up best friends AND lovers. Wouldn’t that be sweet? And sharing Shawn between us? I just have to play my cards right.
Actually, I’m not sure if I really have to do anything at all. This six times a day is such a powerful setup. Vel and Joanna can do all kinds of incestuous things with Shawn and still convince themselves that it’s for the good of his treatment. Hopefully it’s just a matter of time before Joanna and Vel knuckle under. Even more hopefully, my own knuckles will be involved, heh-heh! No father at home, everyone walking around nearly naked, no other sexual outlets… They’re both so sexually repressed that the taste of forbidden fruit is all the sweeter for them. It’s irresistible. And Shawn’s a good kid who normally wouldn’t think any nasty thoughts at all. But when a beautiful - no, make that gorgeous - woman throws herself at you, what male teenager would resist that? Nobody. And if several throw themselves at you, no way can he say no. The fact is, rich people like us fuck whomever we want. I just have to push things a bit here and there to make sure it happens. The Chen family orgy! Yes!
The only problem Cheese had was she felt bad lying to Vel and keeping her real intentions hidden. Cheese was a natural schemer, but over the years she’d come to trust Vel with everything. It was like Vel was the conscience Cheese sometimes lacked. But now she was essentially cheating on her own conscience. She tried to tell herself that she was doing it for Vel’s own good, but the fact was, she knew deep down that she’d do it anyways, just to get Shawn. She would stop at nothing to get Shawn. Her life was boring and in a rut with no end in sight until she fell in love with Shawn, and now all her future hopes depended on him.
Cheese spoke aloud, “Vel! I’m all done here. Are you?”
“Yeah. That was really invigorating.” Both of them wiped sweat off themselves with towels, and began stretch down exercises.
“Vel, can I ask you a personal question?”
“Sure, shoot.”
“Do you masturbate?”
“Hey! That’s a VERY personal question!” Vel suddenly stopped her stretching. “And by the way, the answer is no!”
“I think you’re lying. I think you do,” Cheese said boldly. “It’s no big deal. We all do it. Its just some people are willing to admit it, and some can’t.” Cheese was nearly certain of the answer based on Shawn’s description of the appointment with Callist and how Vel disappeared into the bathroom for a long time when the appointment was over.
Vel thought about the fact that she’d never masturbated until yesterday. She was so sheltered that she was almost an adult when she first learned women could even do that sort of thing. Since the appointment with Callist she’d been making up for lost time, and had even masturbated herself to sleep. She’d managed to swear off any masturbation so far since waking, but nonetheless felt another “breast exam” might be in order very soon.
“Well, okay, so what if I do? What business is it of yours? It’s a very private and personal thing!”
“I’m just curious what you’ve been thinking about lately when you’re masturbating, that’s all.”
“Cheeeeeezzzeee! No WAY! That’s way too personal!” She blushed profusely and closed her eyes in shame as she recalled some of her recent sinful thoughts involving Shawn.
Both of them moved to sit down, and drink some water left out on a nearby counter.
“I know. I’m sorry,” said Cheese contritely. “It’s just that… I’m sure these last couple of weeks have been very trying for you, ever since Shawn began his treatment. After hearing about what happened in the appointment with Callist, it sounds like you were put in a very difficult position.”
Vel turned a deeper shade of red. She had no way to respond to that. The use of the phrase “difficult position” made her think of her position on the floor of the medical office bathroom frigging herself, and only increased her shame. She felt like she would die of embarrassment.
“Don’t worry,” Cheese pressed on, “I think you’ve been performing brilliantly in a very difficult situation. Normally, no mother ever gets put in the kind of situation that you’ve been forced into. I mean, I know you would NEVER do anything incestuous with your son.”
“Never!” said Vel, with a wild desperation in her voice.
“I know, I know. Relax.”
Vel seemed overcome with emotion and needed to compose herself. Cheese had some errands to run anyways, so they agreed to meet later by the backyard pool and continue their conversation then.
CHAPTER 5 (Thursday, Oct. 10)
They lay on lawn chairs by the pool in the early afternoon. Vel wore a brand new two-piece bikini, a new gift from Cheese. It was the first true bikini she’d owned. It had a relatively conservative cut, almost like a sports bra, but it was a drastic change from her older one-piece suit that seemed intentionally designed to hide all of her charms. Cheese also had a two-piece bikini, but she only put the bottoms on. Vel was duly shocked, but Cheese managed to convince her into thinking it wasn’t a big deal. After Vel got over that initial shock, Cheese slid her bikini bottom down as far as decency would allow, right up to the edge of her bush.
Cheese in particular covered her alabaster skin with the strongest suntan lotion she could find. She wasn’t interested in getting a tan - she only wanted to talk to Vel while they were both nearly naked.
Eventually Cheese got around again to the earlier conversation. “Like I was saying downstairs, you’ve been doing well, considering everything. But still, you’re forced to cope with his penis. Thinking about it, being close to it, even touching it. That can be very trying.”
“Yes,” said Vel, now in a drained tone. “So very trying. You understand just how I feel.”
“So here’s what I recommend. You have to make a mental separation between Shawn and his penis. Think of the penis in the abstract. It could be anyone’s penis. Your husband’s penis, for instance. Think about the penis as a purely physical thing, as a medical thing. The fact that it’s attached to Shawn is just a side issue. Just like your teeth have to be brushed every day, Shawn’s penis is something that needs to reach orgasm every day, six times a day. If no one else can help, then it’s the duty of people like you and me to massage it or suck it so it can achieve release, and Shawn can be fully healthy.”
“Are you saying… I should put my mouth on my son’s … private organ?” Vel had a dazed look on her face, still too prim to even use the word “penis.” She even managed to avoid saying the word “suck,”
“That’s your problem! Don’t think of it as your son’s penis. Just think of it as a penis in the abstract. Put a different face to it. Put your husband’s face to it, if that helps. Draw the line between helping your son and incest. Incest is having intercourse. That’s a totally different thing. As long as you don’t get emotionally or even romantically tied up in it, there’s no harm in just providing some relief for him. Even nurse Callist said so. Think of when you go to a professional masseuse. You have a strange person put their hands all over you, and touch you in sexual places, like the ass. But that’s okay, because it’s not done in the spirit of sexuality. It’s done for the purpose of getting the muscles to relax.”
“Incest is just intercourse…” Vel repeated in a daze, like someone being brainwashed.
“So that’s how I think of it, anyways,” continued Cheese. “You know that I’m also very close to Shawn. He’s almost family to me, too. Since he’s not your natural son, how different are our situations, really? But I’ve decided that I would be remiss as his friend if I don’t give him a hand job or blow job whenever he needs one. And starting today, that’s exactly what I plan to do, if I can have you permission.” Cheese thought it prudent not to mention that she had in fact already started giving Shawn hand jobs the day before.
“You wouldn’t!” said Vel, still dazed. “And could you please put your top back on? It’s distracting!”
“Are you saying I shouldn’t? Are you saying I should just let him suffer until he develops some abnormality on his penis from all the self-abuse? Or gives up with the treatment? You heard what the doctor said he needs. He still has no girlfriend - I have to help him out! You should too.”
Vel just sat quietly, taking all of it in. So Cheese noted the lack of an objection, and continued, “That’s why I was asking you what you masturbate about. It’s okay to have a little fun, get a little pleasure from helping him out even, as long as one keeps things in perspective. Why not? It sounds like the nurse was enjoying HERself. But if you or I start thinking about Shawn in a romantic way, then that’s what’s unhealthy. Then people can lose control and cross boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed. For instance, kissing is a romantic thing. There’s no need for that in helping him with his problem. But I’ve had a lot of affairs. To me, one man, one penis, was pretty much just the same as the other. If I take that kind of attitude with Shawn, and keep firm boundaries to prevent intercourse, then there’s no harm. In his heart he still can’t think of anyone but Christine and this will be good practice for when they finally get together. Which they will, eventually. Or someone like her, someone his age. That’s what he needs.”
Cheese’s comments were filled with things she didn’t really believe, but Vel apparently bought it all. It was like giving a feast to a starving woman, giving support to all of Vel’s careful justifications. She responded, “Yeah, I know.”
“So will you think about what I said? You’re not thinking about Shawn in a romantic way, are you?”
Again Vel got very red in the face. “No! Of course not! Don’t even suggest it! I’m just thinking about the, uh, … penis… You know, the penis in the abstract.” Vel told her friend just about everything, but decided that her recent sinful thoughts about Shawn was one thing she could never explain. To herself, she thought, I’m not thinking about him romantically. I’m just curious about things like blow jobs and his face keeps showing up in the confusion from these appointments with Callist.
“That’s good then. Keep it abstracted. Then you have nothing to worry about. Of course there are some things that we should keep secret, because other people wouldn’t understand all the complexities of the situation. But that doesn’t mean we would be doing anything shameful. In fact, Shawn told me that Callist strongly recommended that you regularly massage his penis once a week, checking for abnormalities. Is that not so?”
“Yes, I guess.”
“Okay, then! So will you think about what I’ve said?”
“I’ll think about it.”
“Good.”
“But I was thinking that, uh, maybe it’s better that you do his weekly checks.”
“Me?” Cheese laughed like that was a ridiculous idea. “I wouldn’t know the first thing about what to check for. Callist showed you what to do. I could go in to the doctor’s office sometime and she could show me what to do, but until then it’s better if you do it.”
“But Cheese, it’s really not that difficult…”
Cheese interrupted, “We can discuss this later. I’m going to close my eyes and take a little rest. And once we’re done here I’m going to go find out what he’s up to. I think it’s time he learns how good a pretty woman can make him feel. Within limits, of course!”
Cheese pretended to sleep as a way to cut off the conversation, now that she’d accomplished what she wanted. She considered Vel jacking Shawn off a vital part of her overall scheme, and that if it wasn’t discussed and time moved forward, Vel would be forced to do it when the date came for lack of anyone else able to do it.
So Vel was left alone with her thoughts. She still couldn’t really fathom what her friend had just told her. The fact that Vel said she was about to go off and play with Shawn’s penis hardly registered, compared to everything else. Lord, is this some kind of test? Give me strength, Lord. Please! Why is this happening to me?
Vel was lost in a reverie, contemplating “the penis in the abstract” when her thoughts were broken by the sound of another voice. “Wow, you two look really good.” Vel realized with a horrified start that it was Shawn, standing just a few feet away from them.
She turned her head and looked up. “Shawn? What are you doing here? How long have you been standing there?” She’d lost all track of time and Shawn had just returned from school. Vel was mortified that he might have heard them talking about his penis.
“I just got here a second ago. Why, is there something private going on?”
Vel was relieved to hear that, but still shaken up. “Yes there is. Can’t you see Cheese is nude sunbathing?”
Shawn looked over at Cheese’s tits, as Cheese lay “sleeping” face up. In fact, those exposed tits were his main reason he’d come out to the pool side in the first place, so he could get a closer look. He also wanted to see his mother’s new bikini. But he felt bashful in the face of his mother’s prudishness. He gawked and said dumbly, “Yes, I can see that.”
Cheese came to the rescue, suddenly not so asleep after all. “Chill out Vel,” she said. “I don’t mind if you look, Sweetie. It’s just topless, for crying out loud. Millions go to public beaches like that every day. After all, we’re trying to sex things up, right?”
Shawn smiled nervously and sat down on an empty lawn chair, and Vel let the situation be. But she was far from comfortable about the propriety of it all.
Shawn put on sunglasses, and kicked back on his chair, staring at the two knockouts from behind his glasses. He tried to act cool and casual, but really he was full of nervous butterflies. However, the sunglasses gave him some confidence by hiding his eyes, and he said, “Cheese, it goes without saying that you look really good topless at all. But mom, you also look stunning. Wow. I love your bikini.”
Suddenly Vel felt much better. She stared at the bulging crotch in Shawn’s swimsuit from behind the anonymity of her own sunglasses. Bursting at the seams was the perfect description, because that’s exactly what it was doing. She couldn’t tear her eyes away. All the while, she said to herself, The penis in the abstract. The penis in the abstract. That is not Shawn’s penis. Penis in the abstract…
Later in the afternoon Cheese went back to Shawn’s room and gave him another hand job. She more or less woke him up from his nap to give it, but Shawn didn’t mind, especially when she said “I hope you don’t mind if I come and help you out every day around this time.”
Vel had been oblivious that Cheese had already started doing this to Shawn, but now she was acutely aware just what the two of them did together. She was agitated and frazzled about it the rest of the afternoon. They shared everything, literally everything, even the intimate details of Cheese’s affairs. Vel wanted to know exactly what happened with Shawn, but was afraid to ask.
After dinner, when the two of them were alone at the dining room table playing cards, Cheese brought it up. “By the way, I wanted to say thanks for letting me help out with Shawn.”
Vel’s eyes went wide. She was bursting with curiosity, but struck mute. “Um, yeah.”
Knowing that Vel was too proper to ask anything more, Cheese boldly told her what she wanted to hear. “I don’t know if I should tell you, but I can’t help it. Do you realize what a big, thick penis your son has? It felt so good in my hands. And you should have seen his expression when…” She continued to explain exactly what happened with Shawn, blow by blow. Vel listened raptly, looking like she’d been hit by a truck. She never interrupted, but just absorbed it all in.
When Cheese was done, she made an excuse to go and returned home. Vel immediately rushed back to her room. She decided another “breast exam” was in order.