CHAPTER 7
Cheese pondered the situation. Okay, so we can’t fuck. However, what if he fucks me up the ass? If I can get him into it, that’ll be another thing to give me an edge over everyone else, because of my superior experience and natural skill. I can out-fuck anyone, in any position. And with Vel listening, it’ll help drive her further down the slippery slope. I like it!
As she renewed the conversation, there was a twinkle in her eye. “Listen, Sweetie, we can still respect your mother’s boundaries AND fuck. We can use the other hole.”
Shawn looked at her dumbly. “A blow job? An aggressive mouth fuck?”
“No, silly. Not that hole. Has anyone taught you about anal sex yet?”
“Anal sex? No, that’s one thing I don’t want to learn. That’s so gross and so gay. It’s just for gay guys.”
“No it isn’t. Hell, even my husband fucked me in the ass on occasion, back when we were actually in love and had sex more than once a decade. Just think of it as a hole. It’s just like a pussy, but even better in a way because it’s tighter.”
“I don’t know. It’s too weird. The idea grosses me out.”
“Shawn, I’m disappointed in you. I expect you to be more open about people with other orientations. Okay, look. It’s one thing not to want to be fucked in the ass. That’s okay. I wouldn’t ask you or want you to do that. But fucking a woman in the ass is totally different. A WOMAN, remember. Not to mention, you have your finger up women’s asses often enough lately. Just close your eyes and imagine you’re fucking my cunt, doggy style. The holes are practically right next to each other, anyway. It’s almost the same. And it feels good! Both for me and for you.”
He still complained, “Why can’t I just fuck your pussy then? That would feel even better.”
Cheese leaned into his ear and whispered, “Let’s not talk about intercourse. Your mother might have been temporarily frightened off, but she’s probably back to your door by now.” Then she said, much louder, “You’re such a kidder. Of course we can’t do that. You’ll just have to content yourself with fucking my ass. I want to be your first ass fuck.” Her voice dropped down. “Joanna was your first fuck and first kiss, Caelist was your first tit fuck, and Peggy was your first carpet munching.” Speaking in a loud voice again, she continued, “I want to be your first something. You may find you like it even more than fucking a pussy. Some guys do.”
“Yeah, those are fuckin’ gay guys.”
“Shawn! Stop being so homophobic. Haven’t you noticed I’m a woman, and I’m asking you to fuck me up the ass? Should I go ask one of your friends, like Peter or Sean, if you’re not willing? I’m sure they’d be more than happy to help me out.”
After Cheese sat on all fours on his bed, and thrust her ass up high to tempt him. She wiggled it seductively and said, “Come and get it.” But he was more interested in her drooling and gaping pussy than what seemed to be the impossibly small, puckered hole just above it.
“Okay, okay, I’ll give it a try. Peter or Sean? Talk about an empty threat. And I’m sorry about the comments, but remember I’m still a teenager. A couple of years ago I said ’that’s so gay’ or ’that’s so lame’ about every third sentence. I’m suddenly being treated like an adult at home, but my voice still cracks sometimes. This is all too strange.”
“Your voice hasn’t cracked in weeks, Sweetie. All this sexual activity seems to have set off chemical reactions turning you more into a real man every day. Your voice is actually noticeably deeper than it was last month, and I’m not just saying that. You’re a real man now, and a real man like you isn’t afraid of anal sex.” She cleverly implied that he wasn’t really a man unless he did this - she’d found this technique was almost always successful with any male.
He paused and thought some more. “I’ll try it out. … But if I don’t like it, then that’s it, okay?”
“Sure,” she said, her ass wagging seductively in his direction. “But I guarantee you’ll like it.”
At first, he was still reluctant, and toyed with Cheese’s lovely body. She applied Vaseline to his penis and her hole, then she sat up on all fours on his bed. He kneeled behind her and drew his penis in between her legs. He joked, “These two holes look so similar. I can’t tell which is which. Maybe I’ll just stick this thing here in this hole.” He began to gently poke his penis around the entrance to her pussy.
“Don’t you dare!” Cheese cried as she pulled her hips away from him, even though she desperately wanted to thrust her hips in the opposite direction and impale herself on his shaft. She couldn’t forget the thought of Vel closely listening. “Come on! Don’t betray my trust or I’m gonna tell on you,” she teased him back. “I’m going to say that you’ve been a very, very bad boy. Good fucker, but bad boy.”
He positioned the penis over the other hole. “Okay, here goes…” He tried to slowly put the head in, but it just wouldn’t fit. “It’s not working,” he finally said.
“Just be more forceful,” Cheese told him. “Stick in it with all your might and don’t worry how I feel. Just do it.” So he did. Slowly but surely it slid in. Shawn felt his penis was being squeezed like a vise, and he wasn’t sure what to think about it. But really it was only the head of his penis that went in, and he was afraid to hurt her if he went any further.
“That’s all I can do, it’s just too small.”
“Let me be the judge of that. I’ve had dildos go in there bigger than you.”
“But I just can’t do it. I don’t want to see you hurt.”
Cheese thought to herself, That’s just like Shawn. He needs to put aside his nice guy personality when he’s in the bedroom. “Okay, fine. Let me take over. Spread my ass cheeks with both of your hands and just keep pressing down. I’ll guide it in.”
Shawn did as he was told. As she wriggled her hips, she used her sphincter muscles to draw his penis in ever so slowly, relaxing and clenching. Shawn complained, “Why are we doing this? I don’t want to even think about what else you do with this hole.”
“Hey, you’ve been putting your finger in it enough lately. In fact, your index finger has had an up close tour of all the best female assholes in town. Like this is soooo different. Just be patient. It’s getting there.” The head had passed through now, and several inches slid in easily until the penis thickened towards the base. “Wider!” she commanded. “Open my cheeks up wider! We’re almost there!”
Shawn finally started to feel good as his penis went in all the way. He couldn’t believe how tightly the walls of flesh gripped him, nor how strange it felt to be so deep into this private hole. The warmth he felt envelop his engorged penis was warmer than any hand or mouth he’d yet known, and the squeeze was so tight that he could still barely comprehend how such a big object found its way into such a tiny hole.
Cheese let out a big sigh of satisfaction. She hadn’t realized how nervous and tensed up she was, and that was part of the problem. As she relaxed, it suddenly became easier for Shawn’s penis to move. He started to slide the penis in and out. His groin slowly, repeatedly pushed up against her ass as he continued to thrust into her tightness. As he began to set a steady pace, he too relaxed, and everything became easier and more exciting.
“Oh yeah, baby!” Cheese cried as she shuddered under his weight and slow, powerful thrusts. “Move it just like that, Sweetie, just like that!”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this after we could barely get it in!” The feelings were already intense, but then she started to rock back and forth and clenched her muscles, squeezing his penis tighter and driving him to further ecstasy.
Cheese was so turned on by the sensations he gave her that her unfilled pussy throbbed and gushed juices as if it was the hole being pummeled. Her unhooded clit practically hummed with excitement. She thought, Sweetie is finally fucking me! This is a real fuck! In the ass, yes, but now I know how good he can truly be! Take me to the stars! Her whole body trembled with an all-encompassing orgasm, but he was just getting started.
“Oh yeah!” he shouted as he finally let go of the last of his qualms and totally immersed himself in the experience. Sweat started to roll down his forehead as he grunted and heaved his flesh into hers. He looked down to where they were joined and was amazed at how much it looked like they were fucking. From this angle, his eyes could barely tell the difference, and his penis was under the impression that he was fucking the tightest pussy on Earth. He yelled, “This is so great! It’s just like fucking a really tight cunt. Shit! Why do I ever doubt your advice?”
“I often wonder that myself,” she kidded as she bucked happily beneath him. “Haven’t I told you I’m your guardian angel? Fuck me good! Fill my ass! Fill my ass!” Suddenly she remembered Vel just down the hallway and Joanna’s room even closer, not to mention the odds of Vel being back at the door. She lowered her voice. “Like that, baby. My Sweetie. My baby. Mmm. Good!”
“It’s not hurting you too much?” he asked.
“Are you kidding me? God no! I haven’t felt this good, this filled, in a long time! Fuck it! Fuck the hole! Keep on going!”
“Yee-haa!” Shawn yelled. “I’m riding your ass! Your rocking ass. Just like a fucking bronco! It feels like I’m totally FUCKING YOU! YES! I’M FUCKING Cheese!”
“Don’t get too excited, big boy. If someone wasn’t listening yet, they might be attacking the door with an ax if you keep yelling that.” Cheese said this in gasps between clenched teeth. The two of them began to moan, and after a while, they had to stifle their shouts as they tried to keep the noise down.
Cheese could sense Shawn was near release. Again, in brief gasps, she prodded, “Fill it! Fill my ass! Uh! With your cum! Uh! Uh! Cum inside! Fill it up!”
“I’m shooting! I’m going to shoot inside you!” Shawn cried far too loudly. His hips rocked solidly against her ass cheeks as his dick practically flew into her stretched hole, the same hole that he originally took minutes to put into for the first time. Their bodies slapped and slammed into each other so loudly that Shawn wondered if Vel could hear those sounds through the door.
The previously composed Cheese couldn’t help herself any longer and shouted, “FUCK ME! Shawn! FUCK! FUCK ME NOW! UGH! AH AH AH, FUUUUUCCCCK!”
Suddenly his cum burst out of him and far into her butt and both their bodies shook and trembled in mutual orgasm. Shawn felt he was filling her ass to the brim and instinctively pulled out before it overflowed. He held his penis only an inch or two from her anus and more ropes continued to flood out of him as they hit her with force and rolled down her ass crack. Two more thick ropes of cum even managed to land squarely on her pussy and her clit, which caused her to shudder even more forcefully from the unexpected contact. When all the cum had been expelled from his body, he boldly rubbed the tip of his penis into her pussy lips. He rubbed the crown of his cum-drenched penis through the folds of her pussy, and smeared his cum all over her clit. She hummed in a way that told him he was doing the right thing. He stopped when the rubbing of the clit caused her to go off again, causing her to collapse further into the bed.
Drained of energy, he sat back on his haunches to admire his handiwork with a mix of reverence and amazement. Look at Aunt Cheese. She looks like a gooey, juicy mess. I made her that way. Normally she’s so proud and regal; even noble. Untouchable with perfect beauty. But that’s just a front. This is how she’s meant to be: slithering and squishing around in my life-giving cum as it oozes out of her holes. Wow.
Cheese seemed similarly impressed. Once she’d recovered a bit she said in a still breathless voice, “Now, don’t you think that was more fun that getting yet another blow job from your mother by the front door?”
“Oh man.” Shawn panted. He continued to admire the sight of her cum-splattered ass. “Next time I doubt you, just say, ‘remember the ass,’ and I won’t doubt again. Phew.” He grew more aware of his surroundings, after having his entire universe reduced to just the sensations of his penis and her ass. “Thank God for the sturdy walls of this old house. What was that you cried out so loud? ‘Fuck me now!’ Good thing nobody heard that!”
“Believe you me, I’ll be yelling that a lot more in the future.” She sat up and spoke into his ear in a conspiratorial whisper. “Don’t be so sure no one heard it. Not only is Vel almost certainly listening, but I’ll bet even money that Joanna is next to her. After that scream of yours, they must be crumpled on the floor with their fingers buried as deep as they can go.” Cheese chuckled, pleased as punch that she was on the inside and the other two were on the outside, listening or not.
“Peggy, I mean Ms. Lee, is a good teacher. One thing she taught me is that practice makes perfect.”
“Oh goody. I’m glad I’m getting a good bang for my tax dollar’s buck, so to speak,” Cheese joked. “And who says our public education system is going to pot?”
He chuckled. But was also puzzled. “Aunt Cheese, was that really pleasurable for you? I mean, your hole is so small back there. It’s got to hurt some. And I thought I heard women don’t have pleasure receptors in there. "
She sat back on all fours and thrust her ass nearly into his face so he could get a really good look at her anus. He stared in wonder at her sphincter which was still widely stretched with a penis-sized hole. He realized that he’d be able to see deep inside if the lighting was right. She grunted, “Yes, it hurts some, but I love it. Believe you me, I feel a ton of pleasure. As you know, I’m very highly sexed and I love many things. I haven’t done that in a while. Just wait until I get back in the swing and milk your penis with my muscles back there. I’m a great milker. A little bit of hurting can be good. Like sexy spanking.”
Cheese saw an opportunity to keep this as an activity just between him and her. She dropped her voice a bit so Vel wouldn’t hear. “But be careful. You can really hurt a woman if you don’t do it right. So don’t try it with just some woman who hasn’t done it before. Furthermore, many, probably most, women aren’t into it. Just like with blow jobs, some women foolishly don’t discover the pleasures. So you should probably just do it with me for now.”
“What about with Vel?” He didn’t keep his voice down. With Cheese and Vel’s bodies so similar in shape and design, he could easily imagine that fucking his mother up the ass would feel just as good. He was eager to try it out, if Vel would welcome it.
Cheese was torn. On one hand she wanted to drive Vel into further debauchery, but on the other hand she liked the idea of keeping this activity exclusive to improve her own position. The latter urge won out. She whispered, “I don’t know. She’s going through a lot with this psychiatrist request and everything, so you should probably keep it cool for the time being. It take a lot of preparation and even training before a woman is ready to enjoy this pleasure. Let me lead her along and work on literally opening up her butt. Aunt Cheese will handle it. Ditto with Joanna.”
“Dang. You’re right.” Foiled in that direction, his thoughts drifted to Sera. For some reason, of all the sex partners he had, he found the idea of butt-fucking Sera the most tempting. He disturbingly realized that he’d enjoy doing it much more if she didn’t like it. Shit. I’m turning into an evil anal rapist or something. Why am I so aroused by the idea of putting Sera in her place by fucking her up the ass? I have to get these feelings under control and be nice. Nice Shawn. Old Shawn.
Cheese not only interrupted his thoughts, but directly contradicted them. “Sweetie, I think this goes to show that you need to be more aggressive. You were bitching, ‘Why are you making me do this? This is so gay. Nah nah nah nah nah.’ That’s a big turn off. Remember what I said: surrender fully to the moment. Like I was saying earlier, you need to grab me and throw me onto the bed, and then completely ravish me. Take me like you own me!”
As soon as those last words left her mouth, Cheese regretted them. She even put her hand over her mouth as if to belatedly trap them. “Take me like you own me.” Just what the heck is that? I’m starting to sound like Joanna here. I’M the one in control, not Shawn. But if only he’d toss me around, gently but firmly. Especially firmly. Grab me by the arms and squeeze so tight that it hurts as he slams his cock into me and kisses me like he owns my mouth. … Damn! There I go again with this owning thing! That’s wrong.
Shawn looked down forlornly. “I’m sorry, Cheese. I feel like Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde. Sometimes I get quite aggressive, but sometimes I’m timid. Right now I’m tired, it’s been such a long day; that makes me less aggressive.”
“That’s okay. You can make it up to me with your second orgasm. What shall we do with ourselves? Shall we practice pussy licking? Or would you prefer some more ass fucking? My ass has opened up a bit, so you can really slam into me now. It’s just like fucking.”
“I don’t know, Cheese. Like I said, I’m really tired and the anal sex made me even more tired. It’s like playing a sport. I feel like I just played a set of tennis.”
She crawled all over him. “Practice makes perfect.”
CHAPTER 8
Just then, there was a loud pounding on the door. “Shawn? Tiger? It’s your mother!” Her voice was lilting and friendly, not accusing, but there was a detectable desperate edge.
“What is it?”
“Can you open up?”
Shawn looked at Cheese, who looked back at him with a hint of surprise. Neither knew what Vel wanted. Shawn got up to find out.
He opened the door and she burst into the room. She spun around and her eyes settled on him. She smiled widely, then glanced at Cheese and briefly frowned. “Ah. Good,” was all she said, as she looked back at Shawn expectantly.
“What is it, Mom?”
“Well, uh, I was just passing by your door…” That was a bad lie, and everyone knew it. She shyly put her hands behind her back (which caused her tits to thrust forward), looked down to avoid eye contact, and continued, “I happened to hear something about Cheese helping you with another orgasm. I think we’re all in agreement that you need another climax to reach eight, with your scouting trip and all, but, Cheese, I hate to say this, but shouldn’t it be my turn?”
Cheese chuckled. Vel had at first sounded authoritative, but with that last sentence, her voice practically begged. Cheese looked at Vel and saw how her chest heaved and juice dripped down her thigh. Clearly Vel had gotten quite excited listening to the anal sex.
Cheese was surprised to see that Vel wore a T-shirt which had a hole cut out to expose her boobs. She didn’t realize that Vel knew this was Shawn’s favorite shirt, so this was Vel’s way of “bringing out the big guns” to get Shawn’s attention, in more ways than one. With her hands still behind her back, Vel’s chest looked even bigger than Cheese’s. Cheese didn’t like that, so she also put her hands behind her back and thrust her chest out, to even things up. What she didn’t realize was how much this made her and Vel look like Shawn’s sex toys. With both of them in the same sexy and subservient position, even though they were on different sides of him, Shawn’s thoughts naturally returned to Cheese’s “large harem of women” comment.
Cheese pointed out, “Now, Vel, you said I could look after his penis this evening. Remember your concerns and wanting to take it easy until you can see the psychiatrist?”
“Screw concerns!” Vel nearly shouted. “I’m so horny. It’s been torture out there! Torture! Listening to you two go at it… Ever since you took his penis away earlier this evening, I’ve been dying!”
She grabbed Shawn by the shoulders. “Please! Let me give you a special goodnight kiss.” She blushed and closed her eyes. Then she whispered to him, “It’s pulsing.”
“Hunh?”
She nodded with her head for him to look down and he looked at her pussy exposed below her T-shirt. Sure enough, her pussy bucked and throbbed as if it had a life of its own.
Shawn turned a bit and looked over at Cheese. He noticed that her chest was thrust out even more than it as a minute ago, as was Vel’s. It seemed that there was a thrusting war going on, as the two of them vied for his attention. “I’m sorry, but I really should help my mom out here. You don’t mind?”
Cheese was chagrined, but understood. She’d felt uncontrollably horny too, recently, and could very much relate to Vel’s current condition. “I’m going. It’s your job to keep us all well fucked, so give Vel your attentions. But next time, I expect to be probed, licked, groped, fondled, kissed, fucked, and generally all around pleasured in a most thorough manner. Is that clear?” She had the manner of a stern mother ordering him to clean his room.
“Yes, Aunt Cheese.” He answered in a voice pretending to be a reluctant and annoyed teenager. Then he smiled a weary smile.
“Good. Now I think I need to start a little goodnight kiss tradition of my own.” They necked for a minute or two while Vel looked on with the urgency of someone afraid of peeing in a public place. Even though Cheese was naked, his hands were too tired to wander extensively.
When it was done, he said half-seriously, “I think you’re draining the life force out of me, Cheese. One orgasm at a time. I’m going to look forty by the time I’m twenty.” He looked at Vel. “And between the two of you, I’m going to turn into a wraith within a week.”
Cheese was going to talk some more, but when she saw Vel bounce from foot to foot with an endearing urgency, she decided to cut things short. She whispered directly in his ear, “Now, Sweetie, remember what I was saying earlier about how Vel and I are going to hand you off to each other all day long? Look. I’m generous and not at all jealous. See how I’m handing you off again. So don’t worry. Just leave everything to your Aunt Cheese. She’s going to help you fuck every beautiful woman you want. She’s your guardian angel, and she’ll make sure that every day of your life is like heaven on Earth.”
Cheese hoped that little speech would help cause Shawn to rely on her instead of trying to direct events himself. Then she waved a friendly wave at the others and walked out.
Vel immediately launched herself at Shawn and smothered him with kisses. When her initial assault slowed down, she threw her head back, and yelped, “Yes!” Then, in a begging tone, she said, “Tiger, please. Touch it!”
There was no doubt about what she meant. Shawn placed his hand on her unhooded clit and pulled at it. He was going to stick a finger in her pussy, but that wasn’t even necessary.
“OH!” she cried as she fell to the floor in an overwhelming orgasm. Shawn looked down at her with amusement. He thought, She is so horny. It’s amazing. Cheese seems to be getting more and more insistently horny herself, but she still doesn’t hold a candle to my mom’s urges. It’s like my mom is in danger of dying of horniness before she gets to see the psychiatrist.
Shawn helped Vel to the edge of his bed. The two sat there together while Vel recaptured her breath and lovingly held hands with her son. Finally, she said, “That was so good. Thanks so much.”
“I hardly did anything,” Shawn pointed out. “You’ve gotten yourself all excited.”
“I know. You don’t know how frustrating it is to hear Cheese yell ‘Fuck me!’ at the top of her lungs. It was all I could do not to bust down the door, drag her out off the bed, and throw myself at you and underneath you. I’m trying to be good, trying to restrain myself, but it’s so hard.”
She gazed off into space, contemplating. She mostly thought about the fact that Shawn had just fucked Cheese up the butt. Her mind was a jumble of emotions, from excited anticipation that she would be next, to fear of how painful it could feel, to jealousy that she wasn’t his first up that hole. Out of the din of competing feelings, an assurance welled within her. Shawn is going to fuck me up the butt. Sooner or later. Clearly he enjoyed it. I’m going to be Tiger’s little butt fuck slave, whether I like it or not. That’s how he’s going to greet me now. He’ll drop his backpack as he comes home from school and yell, “Mommy, I’m home! Are you ready to bend over and take it?” Of course I’ll already be bent over and lubed up, because that’s what good mommies do. Good mommies get FUCKED up the ASS every day! I’ll be bent over the kitchen counter and answer, “Yes, dear. Of course Mommy has her ass cheeks spread wide for you. How was your day?” Or maybe I’ll be bent over the couch in the living room. Or maybe by the front door. I don’t think I could wait all the way until he got into the kitchen. Or the front lawn! Imagine him fucking me in the ass on the front lawn! As the postman walks by, I’d say while Shawn’s plowing into me and shoving my face deeper into the fresh green grass, “Good afternoon, Mr. Henderson. Did you know my son owns my ASS?”
Vel’s breathing grew ragged as she sunk deeper into her anal sex fantasy. But then it occurred to her that she had Shawn right in front of her to do anything with. She looked back into his eyes, reconnected to the conversation, and said, “I try not to be jealous.” Pausing again, she finally added, “I like it when you’re spreading your potent seed all over the high school; it shows me what a real man you are. But with Cheese it feels a bit different. More like… competition.”
Then, before he could respond, and with a smile and more energy, she looked down at the white T-shirt leaving her chest exposed and said, “Look. I wore your favorite shirt.” Of course Shawn had already noted that very well. But she hadn’t worn it in a few days and Shawn felt like he was discovering it all over again.
He kissed her on the cheek and said, “Thanks, Mom. You’re so nice to me.”
She continued, “I have to confess, I was listening to you and Cheese in here the whole time.” That was no surprise to Shawn, but he was touched by her honesty. “The only exception was when Cheese opened the door and almost caught me. Since I was interrupted I ran back to my room and changed into this. I want you so much to love me.” As she said this, she again arched her back and stuck her ample chest out at him, as if begging for his attention and as if his love for her directly depended on her tit size.
Shawn caressed her hand with his like a suave charmer. “Mom, what are you talking about? Why would you even think for a second that I don’t love you as much as humanly possible?”
“Well, I know you love me as a mother, but I want you to love me in a very unmotherly way too.”
Shawn’s already erect penis twitched in excitement at that prospect. He asked himself, Is this headed where I THINK it’s headed?
She continued, “I know you already do, but I want you to desire me even more. Son, I’m sorry, but I was having the most naughty thoughts while waiting out there for my goodnight kiss.” She dropped her hand into his lap and started to rub his penis. “I don’t know what came over me, but you know how you and Joanna like to give each other all kinds of sexy ‘Big Brother’ and ‘Little Sister’ names?”
“Yeah?”
“I started thinking up some names of my own for Little Shawn here.” She brought a second hand around to his penis and increased the pace of her rubbing. “I came up with a few good ones, but then I came up with ‘cattle prod.’ And that just about did it for me. Tiger! Imagine! I’m your sex cow. And you have such a big, thick, lovely cattle prod.” She stroked at his penis tenderly, like she would stroke the cheek of a baby.
Her breathing grew heavier. “I was thinking: you know how a cowboy delivers an electric cattle prod shock to a cow to keep it in line? You can do that to me! Take your penis and poke me with it! Show me who’s boss! Tame your wild, sex-hungry mommy with your big cock! Your cattle prod!”
CHAPTER 9
She abruptly let go of his penis and stood up. “We forgot something. I fully intend to suck you off. But before I do that, you have to ‘get my attention!’ And you know how to do that!” She pulled her T-shirt over her head and then bent over to touch her toes. “Tiger! My ass! Please! Can you control it with your penis?” Still bent over, she hobbled forward until she got within a short distance of Shawn’s computer table. She reached forward and grabbed the table with her outstretched hands, keeping her butt at a ninety degree angle, pointed at Shawn.
Shawn walked over eagerly. He was going to ask, “What do you mean, ‘control it,’” but then Cheese’s advice rung through his head. I shouldn’t always be waiting for direction and for permission. I should just do what I want, and let the chips fall where they may.
So he put both of his hands on Vel’s ass then he scooted forward until his penis touched her right butt cheek. Vel’s whole body twitched in response, as if hit with an electric shock. Then he recalled that might be the response to an electric cattle prod. He poked her again, and again her whole body twitched. He realized that her response wasn’t just an act - she was actually that excited.
Poking her again, he complained, “Hey, you lazy heifer, when I poke you on the right, what does that mean?” He was surprised to hear himself call her a cow, but it was too exciting not to. He decided this was no different than the other role plays he loved.
Vel got the message. She took a step to the left, while she dutifully kept her hands stretched forward and gripped the table. Shawn took a step to the side so he’d be right behind her again, then poked her on the other ass cheek. This time she cried out in delight, then, shuddering, stepped to the right.
“There. You’re getting the idea,” he said encouragingly. He poked her again on the right, which caused her to step to the left. “Not bad for such an obviously mute cow,” he added, hoping to inspire her to say something sexy.
“Oh, sorry,” was all she said at first. Then she started to moo in a reasonably good imitation of a cow. The only problem was that she both giggled and panted at the same time.
He poked her a couple more times and contemplated sticking his penis between her thighs for at least a dry hump.
But then she spun around and sat down on the ground. Her boobs were now at about the same height as his penis. “That’s great, Tiger, but since I’m a cow, the place you really have to pay attention to is my udders.” She blushed, and corrected, “Um, I mean, my tits.” She contemplated, and changed her mind. “Ah, what the hell. Why can’t I call them my udders? Tiger, control your sex cow with your hot cattle prod! Slap it onto mommy’s udders! Slap her milky jugs around with your hard fuck stick!”
Shawn took her literally. He placed his penis to the right side of her tits and used a hand to help swing it into the tit, just like a baseball batter swinging at a ball. His penis was so small compared to her formidable tits that the swing didn’t make that great of an impact, but it still caused a delightful reaction, like sharply setting down a bowl of Jell-O.
It also caused a very delightful vocal reaction from Vel, who shrieked much like Angela had earlier in the evening. She cried out, “More! More! Tame Mommy’s overly busty tits with your potent prod! Shock your naughty Mommy with your electric cum stick!”
Shawn thwacked his penis against her tits from the right side, left side, top, and bottom. Sometimes he used his hands to guide it, and that gave the strokes more force.
She had a hand in her lap and masturbated wildly. She used the other hand to try and fend off his penis, but she always deliberately had her hand in the wrong place, and she screamed with delight each time his penis hit her.
Shawn could have gone on like that for a long time, but he felt the cum welling up in his penis, and he paused before he lost a load too soon. Exhausted, he sat down onto the floor.
Vel continued to masturbate herself to another orgasm and then lay down. Eventually she said, “Shucks. Tiger needs a little rest, hunh? Well, that’s okay. Let’s not end this goodnight kiss too soon.”
Shawn laughed. “There hasn’t been too much kissing in the kiss yet,” he pointed out.
“Don’t worry. There will be. You and I haven’t been having proper goodnight kisses these past couple of days. That’s one reason why you have to punish my tits and ass with your cattle prod, because I’ve failed to serve you. Though, you know what Angel was saying earlier, about how Hui Shan and her tits are actually yours?”
“Yeah?”
“That obviously goes double for me. This morning I had so many problems running through my mind. But you know what happened? You touched my tits. That’s when Mommy turns into a horny sex cow. Now you know why Mommy has to see a psychiatrist, because she gets far too easily aroused. I never knew pleasure until you fucked my tits this evening. I could almost imagine the pints of milk inside them sloshing around. I want you to fuck me right now. Fuck your Mommy’s udders!”
Shawn had the wind sucked out of him when he heard her say, “I want you to fuck me right now,” though he was immediately disappointed by her clarification in the next sentence. He still hadn’t paused very long for his penis to recover, but he was too turned on to wait any more.
He threw himself onto his mother. He pushed her down into his bed as he crawled up her until he straddled himself over her chest. With great vigor he shouted, “Mom, I’m going to fuck your chest like it’s your cunt! How do you like that?”
She swooned with delight. “Oh Tiger! I love it! Fuck Mommy’s tit-cunt!” She pressed her tits together to give him an even more cavernous tunnel to plow through.
Her tits were wet with sweat and his penis drooled with pre-cum, but he had to pause in his ardor to spit in her cleavage for more lubrication. Then, from the very first stroke, he slammed into her chest with brute force. He made long but quick strokes. She grasped her tits ever tighter, creating a tighter and tighter “pussy” for him.
“That’s it! Fuck Mommy! Moo! Moo! Sex cow mommy! Milk me! Fuck my udders! Fuck me! FUCK YOUR MOMMY!”
Unfortunately the tit fuck didn’t last long, because hearing her cry “FUCK YOUR MOMMY!” so completely wantonly and desperately caused him to lose all control. He yelled, “I’m losing it!”
She immediately let go of her tits, grabbed his penis, and stuffed it in her mouth. His semen flew onto the back of her throat with great force and covered it thoroughly with a white coating. But to his surprise, she pulled him out half way through, and using a hand as a guide, directed his spray all over her face, as if a bucket of paint was being thrown at it.
They both fell back onto the ground again. Shawn rolled off of her and lay next to her. He was so overwhelmed that he fell asleep instantly.
He woke up a few minutes later. Vel tried to get him from the floor to his bed without waking him, but she woke him up before she placed him down. She cast a loving, backward glance at him and when she saw that his eyes were open, dropped her tits down into his face. She playfully slapped him around in the face with her tits, but then pulled away. “I’m sorry, Son. I’m still randy. I could keep going for hours! But you must be dead tired. I’ll leave you alone.”
“Mom, you know I love it, but do you realize how exhausted I am? I mean, the whole Angela thing, the ass fuck with Cheese, then my second tit fuck with my favorite sex cow - and that’s just the last couple of hours! What a day.”
She lovingly swept his hair out of his face, then continued to gently stroke his hair. “I know. This is the problem. I could keep going and going. I swear. I could cum one hundred times a day, until my pussy was so sore that I couldn’t walk. But the male has certain natural limits, and even you can’t completely escape them. That’s one reason I have to see the doctor, because I’m turning into a nymphomaniac and I have to at least tone my sex drive down to a level you can handle. It’s just too much fun! I’ll never forget this night, the night you first took Mommy’s tits and properly dominated them. Our first and second tit fucks. Don’t worry. This won’t end with the psychiatrist visit. But I have to resolve some other issues. And not just with you.” Her eyes unfocused and she gazed off, as she momentarily thought of her recent lesbian urges.
Then she snapped to, and smiled lovingly at him. “Son, you’re the best, most loving son any mother ever had. Thanks for putting up with my sex cow fantasy. I know it’s strange, but I just love it.” She bent over and kissed him on the forehead, then the nose, then a prolonged kiss on the mouth.
As she pulled away, she giggled and said, “Oh yeah. That’s the kiss part of our goodnight kiss.”
“Mom, you’re the one who’s the best. I don’t deserve you. There’s no way I deserve any of this attention.”
“Now, Tiger, let’s not get all modest and shy again. I want the aggressive Shawn who threw me to the floor and fucked my tits like the lord of this house that you naturally are. Don’t say that respectful stuff. Don’t even think it. My son deserves nothing less than the finest harem of big-titted nymphos Southern California can offer. I only hope that, as your mother, I’ll always remain number one and that you’ll give me at least one filling of cum every day.”
She still bent over him like the prototypical mother tucking a child in, except for the fact that was she still naked, and had his cum caked all over her face. Her tits scraped against his chest as she bent over. She momentarily squished them around and moaned with delight.
He said, contemplatively, “We’ve sure come a long way since August, haven’t we?”
She was silent, also contemplating, and finally answered, “We sure have.” She rocked his face her chest for a while, thinking about the prudish woman she used to be. She thought about it like remembering a movie she once saw - that life seemed completely unreal now.
Then he asked, “Mom, if you like drinking my cum so much, why did you pull it from your mouth and aim a bunch of it at your face instead?”
The contemplation didn’t slow her down one iota. She eagerly answered, “Because you have to brand me, Son. If you won’t let me have a tattoo, you have to repeatedly brand me with your cum. Plus, I can savor it better that way. My midnight snack is already waiting on my face.” She paused, and then like a little child impulsively asking a parent for a present, she nearly begged, “Can I at least have a temporary tattoo?”
“Mom, I said before, I don’t want you to disfigure your perfect skin in any way. But if you did, what would it be?”
She heaved a fond sigh as she closed her eyes and fantasized. “I’m thinking a big ‘A’ right on my ass cheek. Just like a cow. ‘A’ for Shawn, of course. I think I’ve told you that before, but that’s not all. All the females in your herd would have big A’s on their butts, showing everyone that they’re your exclusive property. I have this vision of all your classmates hanging out at the local beach. The girls would all be wearing the skimpiest bikinis, showing off the fullness of their lovely asses. So the boys checking out the girls would see an ‘A’ on the butt cheeks of the dozen or two most gorgeous girls out of the thousands on the busy beach. ‘Oh look,’ the boys would say. ‘That one is an Shawn girl as well. Damn. That Chen kid took all the best ones and didn’t leave any for us.’ Then Vel, Hui Shan, Joanna, and I would go to the beach too, with you arm in arm between all of us. Everyone would gasp. The guys would all say, ‘Look! He’s even trained his mother and sister to be his sex pets.’ But they’d accept that as the natural thing, since it’s so obvious you’re such a good son and richly deserve such love and pleasure.
“Then we’d sit down on the sand and everyone would stop and admire the beauty of Shawn’s closest, most favorite family cocksuckers. But no one would bother us, because they’d know from our brands that we belong to you. Some of your other Shawn girls would come up though, and beg to suck your cock, or even beg to be fucked. Like that bitchy but quite stunning Sera girl. She’d want it real bad and throw her microscopic bikini off to tempt you. But you would say, ‘Thanks, but no thanks. I have my mommy here with me today. There’s nothing I’d rather do than have Mommy suck me off. She’s the best cocksucker in town, and she’s going to suck it right now.’ Cheese and the others would gasp with amazement at how many hours I could suck and tit fuck your cock right there on the beach. The others, including the dozen or two Shawn girls from your school, would gather all around and stare excitedly. Hands would fly into tiny bikinis and each girl would cream her juices all over the place, but that’s all they could do. They would look on in jealousy, because you would only want to be with me. Even Cheese could only bite her lip in frustration while you fuck my lactating tits, oozing with the fresh milk you’d lick straight off of my swollen nipples…”
Vel was so lost in her fantasy that she was hardly even aware Shawn was there. While she gazed off into space, she had an arm under her boobs to clutch them together, and her other hand simulated his penis as it slid in and out of her cleavage and she reveled in the new feeling of Shawn tit fucking her. She returned to reality as she realized her fantasy was beginning to sound too possessive, and turned to Shawn to check his reaction to that. She was surprised to see him laugh quietly.
Blushing now, she asked defensively, “What’s so funny?”
“Oh nothing. I just find it amusing that that’s YOUR fantasy and not mine. I could hardly come up with a better one for myself. Except all these dozens of women in the ‘herd’ is too much. I have no need for anyone else now. I keep turning down girls asking me out on dates. Another one just asked me yesterday, but I don’t give that kind of thing any thought. I can’t handle all the women I’m with as it is. Angela has to be the last new one. I just can’t take any more.” He mused with amazement that just weeks ago he’d never kissed a girl and couldn’t even get up the courage to ask a girl out.
“Okay, Tiger. That’s fine for now, even though you deserve more. But can you see why I need help? My mind is so messed up! All I can think about is cocksucking for you!” Then she added with a more somber voice, “For starters.”
He leaned up and kissed her on the cheek. He pondered how her fantasy paradoxically involved both sharing him with dozens of others and also possessively keeping him all for her own. But he decided to think about that later. “Let’s hope you’re never totally cured of that cocksucking desire. Now I really need to get some sleep.”
She cooed, “You know I’ll never be ‘cured.’” She kissed him back, picked up her T-shirt from the floor, and left the room.
After she left Shawn moaned out loud, “Ugh. If there’s a higher power, please give me more strength so I can fully enjoy these best days of my life.” Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly.
Just as Shawn and Cheese had been spied on by Vel earlier, now Joanna spied on Shawn and Vel. With the way Vel had yelled “FUCK YOUR MOMMY!” there was no way Joanna could have remained where she was, as those words carried into her room despite the very solid walls between them. As it was, she already had her ear up against his door long before then, pretty much ever since she noticed by peeking through her cracked open door that Vel had vacated the spot.
Joanna also wanted to start her own goodnight kiss tradition with Shawn, but one thing after another had stopped her. This night she was foiled again. She didn’t just want a goodnight peck on the cheek; she wanted a vigorous all over groping and necking, hopefully ending in a blow job or more. But knowing everything Shawn had been through, she took mercy on his weakened state and dejectedly returned to her room.
Cheese thought that she was now back on top of things with Shawn and back in control generally, partly thanks to her new, and at least temporarily exclusive, anal sex connection, and partly thanks to her new psychiatrist visit manipulation. But she was wrong. As much as Shawn enjoyed the anal sex with Cheese, he enjoyed the “goodnight kiss” afterwards with his mother more. Vel let herself go in these kinds of situations; she completely surrendered to lust and loved Shawn with all her heart and soul. Cheese, while having better sexual technique, still held back mentally; ironically, she wasn’t following her advice to Shawn, to surrender fully to the moment.
This restraint manifested itself in many ways. She always guarded her speech and actions to make sure they matched her dignity and pride. For instance, Cheese might have told Shawn a story similar to Vel’s branding beach fantasy if it was in the context of a made up role play. But she would never have admitted to honestly having such thoughts. And more and more, she did have similar thoughts - while she didn’t care about branding, per se, she had strange dreams and ideas that she couldn’t comprehend. Things she wanted to do with Hui Shan. Things she wanted Shawn to do to her. Demeaning things she wanted to do to Angela. Perhaps most disturbingly, she felt increasing resentment and jealousy toward Vel. She tried to bury these feelings, especially these negative emotions toward her best friend. Behind her mask, she wasn’t fully alert to her feelings or the feelings of others.
CHAPTER 10 (Thursday, Nov. 14)
Vel was supposed to take it easy until the psychiatrist’s appointment Friday afternoon. She had a mental and physical hangover from the strip poker game the night before and a new attack of guilt, thinking, I’m so hopeless! I don’t know why Shawn says I’m not a slut, because I have no self control whatsoever. I need to show him that I can be a responsible parent. As a result, she didn’t wear anything especially revealing on Thursday morning. She successfully discouraged Joanna from doing so as well. But now even “normal” female clothes in the Chen household would be far beyond the pale in any ordinary household.
When Shawn came downstairs, she stopped him from “getting her attention” before he’d even gotten near her. She said, “Tiger, I’ve decided that once you touch me I go crazy, so it’s better that you just don’t touch me at all this morning. I have to keep myself in check until this psychiatrist appointment tomorrow. Then, mercifully, you have your Boy Scout trip for the weekend, so I’m hoping by the end of that I can get in a state of mind where I can control my urges a little better.”
Shawn wasn’t so keen on having her control her urges, but he let her be. She still flashed him a copious amount of tit and ass all though breakfast, even if she kept her resolve not to allow touching.
He wore a dark blue robe to breakfast, since he knew that whatever his mother’s mood, he was going to get pleasured before school by somebody, regardless. He thought it had gotten a bit silly just how often he had to take his shorts off in the course of a day and he had visions of relaxing in robes more often than not from now on. He fancied himself a new Hugh Hefner of sorts.
Joanna gave him a very long and passionate kiss once she came downstairs. She was all too eager to make up for the lack of kisses and touches Vel normally gave Shawn each morning. But Vel did not let Joanna kiss her. Despite all the other kissing she’d done, apparently her boundaries as defined that morning considered that improper.
Shawn felt cavalier. He thought, I’ll take care of that reluctance soon enough.
As part of Vel’s new “take it easy” policy, she said that Joanna should do all the morning pleasuring. She figured that, if nothing else, she had to make it up to Joanna for hogging Shawn’s dick so often lately. So Shawn was pleasured with a nice long hand job while Vel cooked breakfast.
He enjoyed the stealth stroking during his meal, but he didn’t want it to end in just another hand job. Even after twenty minutes of steady stroking, when he finished eating he felt he wasn’t even near an orgasm. He thought how best to exploit the situation. Since his mother said she didn’t want to touch him, he didn’t want to trick her into violating that - that wasn’t his way, to directly subvert her wishes. However, he thought it would be nice if Vel and Joanna could physically bond some more.
Recalling their previous morning kiss to help him, he pretended that he was having trouble keeping erect. He thought of disgusting things to force himself to lose the erection. He winked at Joanna and motioned at Vel, and his sister got wise to his game. She pretended to stroke his dick even more vigorously, but in fact it only looked that way from where Vel was - her hand just slid over open air around it. Joanna and Shawn had the same goal in mind: a repetition of the kiss between Joanna and Vel.
“Oh dear,” said Vel when she noted his predicament as she walked back over from the kitchen. “You’ve finished eating and you’re losing it. You’re not your usual erect self. Angel, dear, can’t you try any harder?”
Joanna falsely complained. “I’ve been trying everything.” Then she eagerly asked, “Big Thermos Bottle Brother, would it help if Mom and I kissed again, like we did the day before yesterday?”
“Yeah, that would be a big help, Sticky Little Sister,” Shawn said, but even the idea of the kiss made it hard for him to keep up his flaccid pretense. Luckily Vel and Joanna already looked at each other hungrily.
There were a lot of things Vel could have suggested to do first. For instance, she could have asked Joanna to swallow Shawn’s penis and see if a blow job would be more effective. Or she could have tried a hand job or blow job herself. But she didn’t make these suggestions because she was very keen on being “forced” to do the kiss, even though she tried to maintain the facade to herself that she wasn’t.
She said in a reluctant voice, “I suppose we’ll have to do that then, but Angel, this is for Tiger’s special problem this morning, so let’s not make this a regular habit, okay?” To herself she thought, Here I go again! I was just saying to myself how I have no self-control, and now look at me. Why do I have the feeling we’re going to be doing this every morning before long? This is why I need to see the psychiatrist, to get some self-control. I’m completely nonfunctional except as a cocksucker and sex object. How will I survive in society without my husband’s money, if I keep going like this?
“Okay,” replied Joanna, also knowing full well that when Vel said something like that it invariably meant a further slide down the slippery slope. But it was good to stay mum about such things.
But to her surprise, Vel then asked Shawn, “Do you think that will be enough? Would it help more if we both took some clothes off first?”
Shawn agreed, as he managed to keep a straight face, “That would be better, just to be on the safe side. Probably best if you both get completely naked.” Inwardly he was bursting with glee. He marveled how his mother was always full of surprises.
Vel said, “Well, if you insist.” She thought to herself, I’m so hot thinking about kissing Joanna again, I just have to get naked! Maybe if I get naked and give Joanna a really intense kiss, Shawn will see what a slut I am. It’s important that I disabuse him of his illusions about me. Then he’ll know why I have to get help for my uncontrollable, sinful cravings. We have to get over his aversion to the word “slut,” because we’re all his happy sluts! First, I’ll give him a slutty strip tease performance. He seemed to really enjoy that the other night, so I should do more of those.
The two of them ostentatiously took their clothes off item by item and blatantly competing for his attention. Not that there were very many items in the first place. Shawn kept his hands over his penis in the probably unnecessary precaution of preventing his mother from seeing that his penis was already hard, and thus calling off the kiss.
He thought to himself as he surreptitiously rubbed the penis in his hands, I’ve probably seen more tits and ass in the last couple of weeks alone than most men see in their entire lifetimes. I wonder how many other kids in my class this morning are getting blown and stroked all through breakfast and then get to see their sister and mother do a striptease and passionate mouth-to-mouth kiss? Ha! Nobody! And nobody has a sister and mother who look half as hot as mine do either. … Well, now that I think about it, I guess Brad does. But I’ve stolen Hui Shan and Cheese from that family completely. I’d like to know Brad better so I could find out why he’s such a fucking idiot not to bang them. But dang, look at this!
Shawn was distracted by the way that both Joanna and Vel leaned forward and let their tits drop down. Looking at each other, as if reading minds, they smiled and then simultaneously moved their shoulders so their boobs started to swirl around in circles. With their eyes still seductively locked on one another, they managed to keep their boobs swinging in perfect time. Then they looked at him and smiled giant shit-eating grins.
They must have known that if that didn’t make Shawn hard than nothing on Earth could, but they still maintained the pretense of kissing to help him. They wordlessly leaned into each other and held on in a tight embrace. They exchanged deep, loving looks and for the moment Shawn was forgotten.
Then the two women went at it and engaged in a thorough lip lock. Their hands roamed everywhere, much more than their last kiss on Shawn’s behalf, which was saying something. Joanna stuck her leg between Vel’s, and used her thigh to rub against her mother’s hairy puss. Then Vel did the same to her daughter. Joanna mostly kept her hands on Vel’s ass, slowly working her way into the ass crack and then down until she could touch her pussy. By the end of the kiss, she had found her mother’s clit and rubbed it vigorously.
Many minutes later, Vel suddenly became aware of the time and the need for her children to get to school. She finally disentangled her body from her daughter and then, panting, belatedly remembered Shawn’s penis. She took a look over and saw to her dismay that he now openly masturbated himself to the sight of the kiss.
As she pointed her finger accusingly, she said, “Tiger, don’t ever let me catch you masturbating yourself, not when your sister or your mommy can help you out instead! That’s an order! We live to guzzle your thick cum juice, and it just breaks my heart to see it wasted. Don’t even think about touching yourself anymore. Is that clear?”
“Okay, Mom,” Shawn said with a roll of his eyes, as if she had criticized him for not taking out the trash. While he still looked away, he felt a warm sensation around his shaft and realized it was Vel’s quick acting mouth.
Joanna butted in. “Um, Mom, you said I could do it all by myself this morning, remember?”
Vel’s mouth was occupied, but she managed to say, “Yeah but… <slurp, slurp> don’t you have to … <slurp, slurp> get ready … <slurp, slurp> for school now?” <slurp, slurp, slurp>
“I only have to dress and get my book bag.”
Vel stopped sucking. “Dammit. Alright. This exact damn thing happened to me last night with Cheese. Why is everyone conspiring to deny me cock? I know I said I shouldn’t touch, but how can I keep away and let Shawn abuse himself like that?” She reluctantly stood up. She still kept one hand on Shawn’s penis, as if she was permanently tethered to it. “You see? I’m in control. I know how to share.” Her hand began to jack her son off even as she said this.
Joanna maneuvered her way in between Shawn’s legs and said, “Okay, Mom, thank you very much, I’ll take over now.”
“Alright.” But Vel still didn’t let go.
“Mom, you have to actually take your hand off of Big Redwood Tree Brother’s thick tree trunk.” Joanna rather forcibly took Vel’s hands away and replaced them with her mouth. For a few brief moments both of them had their hands on his penis at once. Shawn was so delighted that he almost barked for them to keep it that way, but his polite nature prevented him from doing so.
Vel sighed heavily as she watched her daughter take full control. She said, “Okay. Then you two obviously don’t need me.” She let out another big sigh. Joanna mostly blocked her vision of Shawn, so she stared at Joanna. She was very tempted to roam her hands over Joanna’s butt, especially as her daughter’s pussy was easily visible as the butt wiggled high in the air.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Shawn. “Sis, that’s great, but remember that I have to go to school early today. So I’m not going to hold out long.” He wanted to get to school early so he could talk to Peggy right away.
Vel watched. Frustrated at being only a spectator, she made to leave the room, but was annoyed that no one paid her the slightest attention to her, as they were far too involved with the blow job. She said, “Have a good day at school.”
Shawn replied, “Thanks, Mom.”
Joanna also said, “Thanks, Mom,” but her words were muffled by the penis in her mouth.
In a further attempt to get some attention, Vel said, “Angel, I really should punish you for touching me in such naughty ways during our kiss.” But that didn’t get any response at all. Joanna seemed completely consumed with her oral task. Shawn had dropped from his chair and sat on his knees now, so his sister could finger fuck his ass as she fondled his balls and sucked his rod with every trick she knew. She knew he was in a rush so she tried to make sure he could get off sooner rather than later. She moaned and slurped so loudly that Vel wasn’t sure if her daughter even heard her.
Vel continued to stand and stare. She found that she was unable to leave the room, even though she wanted to. It was all she could do not to masturbate herself to the sight of her own daughter sucking off her son. She waited until Shawn came and watched with burning envy as she saw Joanna’s cheeks shake about and responded to the explosion of cum in her mouth.
Joanna’s eyes rolled up in her head as she had an orgasmic experience of her own at the same time Shawn did. The horny sister found it easier to climax with each passing day. She’d learned that all she had to do was touch her clit at the height of a blow job and she could always get off in time with her brother.
Vel’s hands fidgeted in frustration as Joanna ostentatiously gargled with Shawn’s cum and made purring sounds. With her mouth still full of her brother’s cum, she managed to say, “Mom, I was listening to you. You mentioned something about punishments. That reminds me. You were supposed to get a spanking yesterday, but it didn’t happen because Cheese was gone all day. But we’re not going to forget today. So look forward to that.”
Vel gasped and meekly nodded. It was increasingly questionable just who was in charge of the family now - Vel or her children. She was beyond horny and didn’t care. She couldn’t even wait to see her children out the door as she always did, not even to get her good-bye kisses. She immediately hurried off to her room and masturbated herself into a frenzy.
For once, Joanna was very happy. Shawn gave her the loving attention that he had showered on Cheese and Vel lately. Her only disappointment was that he’d woken a bit late and left for school early, so he’d only given up one morning load, instead of the usual two.