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CHAPTER 9

Henrietta had arrived. Shawn and Joanna came downstairs together, and they were met with an interesting sight. Henrietta was dressed up the way a professional psychiatrist should be, and in fact was dressed only slightly more casually than she’d been during their appointment. She wore a tan blouse with matching jacket and skirt. The others standing around her in the front entrance way were dressed as if for a formal dinner (Vel had changed from her kimono at Cheese’s insistence). But, in extreme contrast, Angela was dressed in nothing but her sliver of a top, her G-string styled bikini bottoms, and high heels. That was tremendously embarrassing for her, especially considering that to her Henrietta was a complete stranger.

Worse, Angela still had Shawn’s cum hanging all over her face. Not only that, but she interpreted Cheese’s earlier comment that she should keep her nipples uncovered whenever possible as a command from a new mistress, and so she now wore her black top in a lopsided fashion that kept both nipples free. It was almost worse than wearing no top at all, since it seemed such a crazy thing to do.

Nobody mentioned the cum or the top, not even Henrietta, which Angela found most odd. But Angela was aware of how strange she looked, and her face burned red with shame and desire. Nonetheless, she did her best. She kept her head held high and a smile on her face. Now that she considered herself Shawn’s pet, she thrust her chest out and kept her arms behind her back to further push her tits forward, assuming that he’d like that position the best.

In fact, it was so odd that Henrietta didn’t say a word about Angela that soon everyone was antsy, as if waiting for the other shoe to fall. Since almost none of them knew her real identity and persona, they half expected her to leave the house or burst into anger at any moment, and had she really been who she was supposed to be, she probably would have.

The tension grew until Hui Shan spoke up. She couldn’t figure out why no one was talking about the obvious and so she asked, “Henrietta, aren’t you going to ask about Angela? Geez! If I was in your shoes, I sure would.”

“No, I’m not,” Henrietta said calmly, and then returned to discussing an inane topic with Cheese.

But Hui Shan wasn’t satisfied. She asked, “Why not? Don’t you have any curiosity?”

“Sure, but I figure I’m here this evening like an anthropologist living with a foreign culture. I’d like to just be a fly on the wall and observe your fascinating sexual traditions first hand. If you want me to know something, I figure you’ll tell me.”

Hui Shan nodded in slight confusion, and surprisingly didn’t tell her any more about Angela. Neither did anyone else. Apparently they waited for Shawn’s lead, and he didn’t say a word.

They continued making casual small talk and then all assembled in the living room for the poker game. Henrietta had some luggage because she was staying the night. Shawn carried her luggage away so he could be the last one into the living room. To a certain extent all the weeks of one sexual adventure after another had made him a bit jaded, but now he pranced about with glee as he lugged the luggage.

He knew great things were going to happen. He thought, Looking at those women in the entrance all dressed up so fancily, you’d think some kind of Tupperware party was about to begin or something. You’d never figure what raging sexual creatures they are. But I’ll bet that within the hour, no, make that half an hour, all of them will be naked and begging for me to fuck ’em. I’m glad Angela looks the way she does, or else I wouldn’t believe what’s about to happen. Hot damn, buckets of cum are going to flow tonight! Heh-heh-heh!

Finally entering the room, he took a look at the six women before him, who informally stood in a line for his benefit. He whistled in appreciation. “Hot damn, AGAIN! Pinch me I’m dreaming, again! Looking at the six of you there, it’s like I’m looking at some kind of fantasy Amazon army. Valkyries maybe. With the exception of Angela, all of you are just so damned tall. Right around six feet - I hear that’s the height of all the supermodels. That alone is so amazing. And Angela, you may not be that tall, but you more than make up for it in other ways. You know what this is like? This is like some kind of sexiest women of the world All Star team.” He again conspicuously failed to mention Angela’s cum-drenched appearance.

Shawn was just speaking his mind, but the words buttered up all the females and got them in the mood for the game. Most of them preened and posed, and thrust out their tits just like Angela. Only Henrietta played it cool, and stood apart. Vel brought out the wine and liquor - she considered it part of her motherly duties to make sure Angela and especially Henrietta got drunk to guarantee that Shawn could have his way with them.

However, now there was an awkwardness. The problem was Henrietta. Shawn frankly had no idea how she’d respond once things started to get really sexual. On one hand he’d fucked her not long after meeting her, so he figured she was amenable to sexual games. Furthermore, she wasn’t blinking an eye at Angela’s strange appearance. But on the other hand she was dressed quite formally, and had a very formal manner. The others had no idea that she’d had sex with him (except for Joanna, who’d been there and took part).

He pulled Henrietta aside and said, “Before we start, can I speak to you for a minute?”

She readily agreed and the two of them walked into another room to speak in complete privacy.

Shawn immediately said, “Henrietta, it’s good to see you, but I’m confused. Are you here as a psychiatrist, or just a social visit, or what? What’s this anthropologist angle?”

She gave a wry smile. “I’ll let you guess what I’m doing.”

“Now, Henrietta, we can’t have that. It’s too weird and no one will know how to act. Let me be bold with a proposal. I want to fuck you again, and I think you want to be fucked again or you wouldn’t be here. Am I right?”

Henrietta didn’t speak, but her eyes sparkled with mischief. Shawn knew he was right.

He continued, “Here’s my plan. Things are going to get sexual with the card game. Veeeery sexual. But I want you to pretend that you’re disturbed by it all. Disturbed, but not so much to actually leave or force anyone to stop. And I’ll slowly make more advances until I fuck you. How does that sound?”

Henrietta couldn’t help but say, “Mister, you’ve got yourself a deal. Sounds fun, and I figured I’d have to do something like that anyways to keep up my psychiatrist role pretense. The truth is, I’m just here to have fun. Even real psychiatrists have fun I suppose. And looks like you’re going to show me a real good time tonight.”

“I am. You and Angela. She’s a real character. You may find it hard to take her seriously, but she’s for real.”

They started to walk back. “Care to explain why her face is dripping with cum? I assume it’s some kind of punishment?”

Now Shawn was being mischievous. “No. But I like how you took that in stride. Henrietta, I think you’re my kind of person.”

She was chagrined, because now she was even more curious about it, but couldn’t ask since he said she took it in stride. But then another thought popped into her head. She suddenly grabbed his arm and whispered, “As long as we’re telling secrets and making deals, I have a request. Vel conducted her entire psychiatric session with me topless. Said it made her feel more at ease. I’ve been thinking a lot about those lovely orbs since. You think you could hook me up with them?”

“Sure. No problem. And I know what you mean. They’re always on my mind, too.”

They reentered the living room where the others were. Henrietta announced with great seriousness, “I should tell you all what Shawn and I just discussed.” Shawn was somewhat freaked out by that, thinking she really would discuss what he thought was a private conversation. But instead, she said, “I was just explaining to Shawn why I’m here. I’m passing through town and hoped to visit my good friend Cheese, and see all my new friends. I’m happy to unwind and play some cards. But at the same time, Cheese tells me that you’ve developed some interesting traditions. As a psychiatrist, I’m fascinated by the Chen family and would like to ‘go native’ as it were, and experience and observe one of your typical evenings. That’s what I was attempting to explain earlier. So the bottom line is, don’t mind me and just act as you always would.”

Vel asked with some worry, “But Henrietta, this game gets kind of sexual. Well, to be honest, it’s very sexual. Are you okay with that?”

Henrietta laughed that off. Vel, believe you me, I’ve played a few harmless games of strip poker in my time. I don’t mind a little bit of nudity if that allows me to see you all interact.

“But there’s more than just a little bit of nudity. Look at Angela. Don’t you wonder what that white stuff on her face is?

Henrietta walked up to Angela and looked at her closely with a puzzled face, glad she could finally find out about it. “Yes. I was wondering. Just what IS that?

Vel suddenly got much more nervous and defensive. “Uh, never you mind. I guess she spilled something. Angela, I’ll take you to the bathroom and help you lick that off. Um, I meant, wipe that off. Cheese, are you ready to start the game?”

Vel didn’t realize that Henrietta had already discovered that Angela had Shawn’s cum on her face. The problem for Henrietta was that she still didn’t know why it was left there. Yet she continued to show great patience and let the issue slide.

Cheese took charge and addressed the whole group as they sat on couches around the coffee table in the living room. “As you all know, we’re playing another game of strip poker. I’ve taken the liberty of coming up with some changes in the rules this time. First off, it’s not fair that most of us wear so much while Angela wears so little. Everyone pick out and wear four items, no more, no less. Of course that doesn’t count the high heels, which are not part of the game and should be worn at all times. Henrietta, I’m glad to see you’ve got some seriously spiky heels on. Are those stilettos? Angela, that still leaves you with two items less than everyone else, so we’ll count the cum on your face as another item.” She winked. “Speaking for myself, I’ll be glad to help you take that item off.”

Vel was disappointed that she couldn’t help “clean up” Angela’s face after all, but she knew there’d be more fun opportunities once the game began. She raised her hand. “Can we go dress into something more sexy instead of just taking off some of these frumpy clothes?” She clearly was referring to her own outfit which was the kind of clothing she now only wore when going outside. She had it on to be respectful of Henrietta, but she figured that since Henrietta didn’t mind the way Angela looked, the sky was the limit.

Cheese indicated yes. Vel and Joanna bolted off to their bedrooms. Even Cheese and Hui Shan got up and rummaged through their collection of clothes left in the underwear cabinet by the front door and changed as well.

When everyone reassembled, the place resembled a porn film shoot. But Vel clearly was the star of the show. She wasn’t wearing any ordinary outfit, but was decked out as a sexy cow. Her outfit consisted of scraps of clothing in the black and white patchy pattern of cow skin, with a tight, revealing bikini top that held up and thrust out her tits, a bikini bottom, gloves that went up her upper arm, stockings that went up to her knees, and headgear with floppy cow ears. Additionally, she wore a cowbell around her neck.

She was positively glowing with happiness and pride and stared right at her son. “What do you think, Tiger? I know it isn’t a fashion show night, but I couldn’t keep this outfit in the closet any more. It’s too exciting for me. I thought it might cheer you up on a bad day.”

“Mom, it’s awesome. He teased, The only problem is, how can I suck your udders dry when you’ve got them all covered up like that?”

Vel shuddered in gleeful response and reflexively clutched at her tits.

Okay, you two,” Cheese stepped in. “Stop before we have to get you a room. Don’t worry, Shawn, I don’t think Vel is going to be wearing her top for long. Vel, that’s actually much more than four items, but we’ll count both gloves as one, and count your stockings with the panties. How’s that?”

“Moooooo!” Vel replied, then giggled. Whenever she moved, for instance in a giggle that caused her tits to jiggle, the cowbell rang as well.

“All right. I’ll take that as a yes.” Cheese couldn’t help but crack a wide smile at Vel’s cow-themed enthusiasm.

Henrietta asked, concerned, “Vel, do you want to discuss your cow fetish?”

“Not now. Tonight is the time for fun. Anyway, one reason I’m excited about this outfit is that it shows that I’m not the only one into the sex cow idea. There’s a whole market for it.”

Cheese spoke to the whole group. “Let’s get back to the rules. Now, I couldn’t help but notice that last time we played everyone was trying to lose, not win. So the new rule is you get to take an item off if you win a hand instead of if you lose. And dares will now be between the winner and whoever the winner chooses. Since Shawn was stubbornly trying to win last time and keep his clothes on, the rules are reversed for him. He now has to take an item off if he has the lowest hand. If he wins the hand, he gets to order a dare involving whomever he wants, regardless of how many pieces of clothing he still has on or who came in second. That way, everyone will now try their best instead of their worst. Sound good?” Everyone liked the rule changes.

Henrietta asked, “What’s a dare?” She sipped on a rum and Coke.

Cheese replied, “You’ll find out when we come to it. It’s more fun that way.”

But Cheese added a few more wrinkles. “And another thing. Last time we did this, we kept Shawn without satisfaction a long time before Vel finally was able to help him out with some penis tending. This time, we’ll take turns pleasuring him from the very start. Angela, since you were such a good, obedient girl earlier, and you appear dressed for the occasion, I’ll let you go first. You can unzip his fly now.”

Angela didn’t need to be told twice, and her hands flew to his crotch.

Cheese continued, “But give him a very slow, relaxed stroking so he feels good but doesn’t ejaculate. If you do it right, you can keep him on the edge for hours like we did for most of the day today. Around here we call it a stealth stroking. But the honors of who gets to actually get him off and drink his cum will hopefully be decided through dares in the game.

“Oh. And one last thing. In deference to our new friend Henrietta, we don’t want things to get too out of hand. So if anyone violates a game rule, then the game is immediately over for everyone. That means that when a dare is over, it’s over. Not like Hui Shan and Joanna who kept going on their kissing dare for half the evening last time. Plus, Shawn has a lot of homework to do and we all have to get some sleep, so the game can only last a maximum of three hours, starting from now. I’m going to set an alarm for midnight so we don’t forget. Oh yeah. And you’ll all remember from last week that Angela said she didn’t want to do any lesbian stuff. She’s very much changed her mind about that, haven’t you, pet?”

Angela meekly nodded as she started to get a good stroking rhythm on Shawn’s penis. The others were amazed all over again at the change in personality that had come over the formerly fiery woman.

Cheese added, “Yes, Angela’s quite new to it all, and we all know what a good kisser she is, but Vel and I can attest that she’s already showing a lot of promise as a carpet muncher too.”

Vel asked Henrietta with some concern, “Henrietta, you don’t mind our frank language, and all the jacking off and cocksucking that’s going to take place?”

“Vel, thanks for asking, but I’m here to observe and learn. With my specialty in sex therapy, I’m more than fascinated. It’s like this house has a culture of its own when it comes to sex, like an entirely different society. The rest of us may have something to learn from you all.” She kept her face stern and serious. Then she continued, “Although, I am a bit surprised to see what Joanna is already wearing. Is that typical of your daily appearance?”

All eyes flew to Joanna. Her outfit at first hadn’t appeared so remarkable, though it would have been extremely unusual in the outside world. An unusual white satin top covered her arms, the tops of her boobs (but not from just below the nipples downwards), and not much else. But what obviously caught Henrietta’s eye was the skirt. It was so short that in the position Joanna was now sitting, the fact that she’d shaved her bush was completely apparent to all.

Cheese answered, “That looks like approximately four items to me. There’s no rule around here stating that one’s cunt needs to be covered, and in fact more often than not we’re flaunting our cunts for Shawn. If that makes you uncomfortable, you should probably leave now.”

Henrietta only responded by asking, “Have you always called it a cunt?”

Cheese considered. “No. We used to call it a ‘pussy’ but I suppose we started using ‘cunt’ last week. It sounds better. Any more questions?”

“Sorry. I’ll stop asking so much.” She continued to furtively stare at Joanna’s crotch.

Joanna raised her hand, and in fact turned a bit and spread her legs to expose more of her pussy. Cheese called on her. “I have an idea. I suggest that Shawn help take all our clothing off when the time comes. It’ll be more sexy that way. We walk over to where he’s getting jacked off and present our tits or ass or whatever, and he undoes the straps or pulls the item off.”

Shawn liked that, but Henrietta objected. Posing as a prude, she complained, “I’m playing too. What if Shawn tries groping me while he does that?”

Joanna replied flippantly, “Henrietta, shit happens. Are you going to try to be one of us and do like the Romans in Rome, or what?”

Henrietta meekly agreed, but complained, “Boy, you’d think this whole place revolves around sexually pleasing Shawn at all hours of the day and night.”

Hui Shan happily replied, “It does!” Vel, Cheese, Joanna, and Angela all nodded in solemn agreement. Even the modest Shawn couldn’t disagree.

CHAPTER 10

The strip poker game got rolling, and played out much as it had the week before. The card rounds flew by as fast as possible, since everyone was eager to get naked, and there was a time limit to be aware of as well.

Henrietta seemed game to play, and played her cards ably. That meant her clothes started coming off. She drank quite copiously. She could easily hold her alcohol, but she figured a perception of drunkenness could serve as a cover for when she later planned to “break down” and get more sexual. She asked a lot of questions about activities in the Chen house, and was honestly surprised at some of the answers. For instance, she could scarcely believe that a succession of females had really stroked Shawn’s penis most of the afternoon and evening. She couldn’t talk much to Vel though, because Vel liked to respond to all questions with one “mooo” for a yes and two “mooos” for a no.

It wasn’t long before things began to get interesting. Angela naturally was the first to lose her top, since she had nothing to lose but that and her panties. Once her top was gone, it seemed she focused more of her attention on pressing her tits into Shawn and jacking him off than paying attention to her cards.

Angela didn’t do a proper job of tending Shawn’s penis, because she couldn’t help but pleasure him far too enthusiastically, and she was concentrating on his penis to the exclusion of the game. Had it not been for the fact that winning would allow her to take off her panties, she wouldn’t have bothered with her cards at all. Everyone was excited, but she clearly was the most excited of the bunch.

The females wanted to expose their boobs to the tit-hungry Shawn as soon as possible, and it wasn’t that hard to do since Henrietta was the only one wearing a bra. Before long, Joanna, Cheese, and Angela were topless, while Henrietta was down to her bra. Despite the growing nakedness, they all played the game quite seriously. Virtually all of them were strong natural competitors, and there was a great desire to win just to be number one. Cheese in particular played the game seriously and occasionally got annoyed when things would get so sexual that the game would stop.

Angela then won another hand, and she elected to have the cum taken off of her face, since she’d been told that was an item. She considered letting Vel or Cheese do the licking honors, and ultimately went with Cheese since she was strongly attracted to Cheese’s more commanding manner. Cheese lovingly licked her clean while the game continued. The others looked to Henrietta for a reaction, and Henrietta convincingly made appalled and agitated faces. Angela was left completely cum-free, which would turn out to be an extremely rare exception for her appearance that evening.

A few more rounds passed with more clothing removed. Shawn then won a hand, which for him always meant a dare. His first goal was to replace Angela’s hands on his penis, due to her overenthusiasm. He announced, “Okay, Henrietta, it’s time for a dare, and you’re gonna learn first hand what one is. The winner gets to pick an activity for someone else to do. So I’m going to ask for you to stroke my cock.”

Henrietta convincingly blushed. “But… But that’s not just strip poker! That’s practically sex. You don’t really expect me to do that, do you?”

“Angela was just doing it. As we explained, everyone else was doing it before the game. If you want to ’live like the Joneses’ around this house, you’ve got to do it too. Shouldn’t the game rules be the same for you as everyone else?”

“Well, I don’t know!” Henrietta looked flustered. But then she gave in. “Okay, fine. I should have known what I was getting into when I came here and agreed to the rules. But really, this is the limit. What do I have to do?”

Shawn commanded, “Come here and wrap those dainty fingers around my cock. Think you can handle that?”

“Of course I can! It’s not like I’m a prude. Geez. Now please just tell me how I do this jacking off thing? I haven’t really done it before.” Henrietta was really hamming up the innocent angle while maintaining her stern appearance. Even Cheese was puzzled by where Henrietta was going with her act, though she knew Henrietta had to be acting for some reason.

Angela was holding Shawn’s penis, so she placed Henrietta’s hands where hers had been and explained what to do. “First, hold it in your hand lovingly. Cradle it with care and tenderness, like you’re holding a new born baby. Don’t get too frantic though, because we need to keep his erection going. Just stroke it lightly, like you’re petting a cat. Good.”

Everyone watched and nodded approvingly as Henrietta seemed to be getting the hang of it. Angela then suddenly pulled Henrietta’s bra down so it hung just under her tits. “What’s that for?” Henrietta asked as she tried to pull her bra back up, but Angela kept a hold of it and forced it down.

Angela explained, “As penis tender, don’t feel like you have to limit yourself to his penis. A big part of the job is rubbing your tits up against him at every opportunity, so keep the bra down. And don’t feel like you have to sit next to him exclusively. I like to sit on one of his legs and slide up and down it, rubbing my cunt juices all over the top of his knee. Be creative, but just don’t get so outrageous that you make him cum.”

Henrietta looked around like everyone was insane, especially Angela. “I can’t believe I’m doing this, but I agreed to follow the rules. So I’ll try.” She sat next to Shawn and jacked him off while pressing her tits into his arm and even his chest. She kept the bra down and secretly hoped that she could win another hand to get rid of it altogether.

After Angela was forced to stop rubbing Shawn, she took to masturbating herself even before she lost all of her clothing. One of the rules from the first week was no fingers in pussies until game dares dictated that, but Angela satisfied herself well enough by repeatedly pulling up on her own panties. Shawn found it a bit unnerving that all the while she stared at him intently, making him too self-conscious to look her in the face for long. Luckily, it wasn’t her face that he was most interested in looking at anyway.

The game continued. Every few minutes, another woman would walk up to Shawn and present him with a side of their body so he could remove their clothes. Since there were so few items of clothes to begin with, he dealt almost entirely with asses, pussies, and tits. After taking off each item of clothing, he’d spend a long time fondling. As the women weren’t allowed to finger themselves, they were extremely grateful for his touch, and he generally set them off like firecrackers.

Henrietta was the most fun. When she lost her bra and while she continued to jack him off, he made quick work of the bra and then spent a long time fondling her impressive tits. What made it fun was the way she protested, with almost, but not quite, over-the-top comments like, “Well, I never!” “How dare you!” “Don’t take advantage of a drunk woman,” and “Stop that right now!” Even her grunts and moans were extra sexy because of the way she made it sound like she was being violated against her will. Both she and Shawn shared a secret, and keeping the secret made it all that much more fun.

Once Shawn started fondling Henrietta’s tits he never really stopped, and in fact he roamed his hands all over her except when another woman was presented to him for more clothing removal. Henrietta continued to protest, saying things like, “Won’t your raging hormones ever calm down?” “Haven’t you had enough of me?” and “There? Touch me anywhere but there!”

She also made comments that sounded more like psychological advice, such as, “Vel, I think you’re far too permissive. You’re giving Shawn a complete run of the place, and of your bodies. And now my body! Oh!” The “oh” was because Shawn chose that moment to stick a finger up Henrietta’s ass. She responded to that with, “I’m afraid Shawn has an anal fixation.” He put his fingers in Henrietta’s mouth, and she exclaimed, “He has an oral fixation, too!” Then he put his fingers up her pussy, and she cried out even more desperately, “And he especially has a cuntal fixation!”

The new word “cuntal” got a lot of laughs. The other women, even Angela, took Henrietta’s “suffering” in stride because they’d all been in her shoes already.

Shawn soon won his second dare. He announced, “This is going to be an unusual dare. Sis, I order you to do whatever you’d like to Mom’s tits, and keep doing it. The unusual part is that you can’t stop. If you have to stop for whatever reason, which I imagine will be when you have to get up to change or to perform another dare, you have to assign someone else to take over. Just as I have various girls acting as penis tenders all night, Mom is going to have a her tit tenders.”

Needless to say, Vel was delighted. She knew this was the fulfillment of Shawn’s promise earlier in the evening to “punish” her by having her passed around all the other women. Joanna got right on her task, and began licking and sucking. Unlike Shawn’s penis tending, there was no reason to go slow or hold back, so Vel’s extremely sensitive tits got her very aroused very quickly.

Henrietta pointed out as Joanna began, “Vel, I recall reading that one could induce lactation by prolonged stimulation of the nipples. Yours are going to be stimulated for hours. I should warn you that if you do this night after night, you’re liable to lactate.”

Vel already knew that, and had been secretly hoping that would happen sooner or later. She said, “Henrietta, you don’t have to warn me. I’d love it! My only concern is if Shawn wants it.” She looked significantly at her son.

All Shawn said was, “Sis, you heard my dare. Please go to it.” He turned and smiled at Vel.

She appeared about to burst, unable to deal with his enigmatic response.

So he clarified, “Mom, what son wouldn’t love to get a glass of mother’s milk straight from the source? That said, it sounds like a ton of fun in the short term, but it could be difficult in the long term. We’ve got to talk about what you want exactly and how feasible it is, but right now we have a game to play. Okay?”

Vel got up, crossed the room, and gave him a big hug. “Oh, Shawn! You’re open to the idea!” She went back to Joanna and dramatically presented her tits by thrusting them out at her. “Come on, Angel, let’s get started. Really give those nipples a good work out!” For the rest of the evening she acted as if she expected to start lactating at any moment.

Henrietta meanwhile continued with her penis tending. After a while she got so into rubbing her tits all over his legs, arms, and chest that Shawn took off his shirt and shorts so they could have more skin to skin contact. He pointed out however that taking off his clothes didn’t mean that he’d lost them in the game. The only problem was how excited Henrietta was getting. She was beside herself with pleasure stroking his cock, and couldn’t recall ever enjoying a mere handjob so much. Luckily, her various expressions and glasses again rescued her. Without the unfashionable glasses, she looked like the soft core porn actress that she was. With them, no matter what she was doing, she looked like the unknowingly sexy but heavily repressed librarian type. She reminded herself that all she had to do was keep frowning instead of smiling, and the others would still think that she was unwillingly suffering through the experience.

Another problem were her panties, the only item of clothing she still wore. They were getting seriously soaked, and she worried that would give away just how aroused she was. Luckily, she was nothing if not prepared. She’d anticipated this issue, and brought quite a few pairs of panties in her purse. Every now and then she retired to “powder her nose” and would change panties and otherwise clean up her appearance, keeping her much neater than everyone else, just like a repressed librarian type would be expected to look.

Shawn got on a winning streak. For his second dare, he ordered Angela to stuff a vibrator up his mother’s pussy, just to make sure that Vel wouldn’t call the game off for any reason, like she did the week before. Angela was a quick learner. She had Vel hold her butt up as Cheese made her do the week before, and she then took a long time pushing the dildo in and out and rubbing her hands all over Vel’s butt and crotch before finally announcing the insertion job was done. She faced a lot of jokes from all the others about her opposition to lesbianism, as it was clear now that she was getting into girl on girl action as much as anybody. There was also quite a lot of cowbell ringing, and it kept going from the moment Vel had the vibrator to contend with.

Cheese called for the game to continue, but Angela didn’t hear the call. She was having too much fun continually plowing the dildo in and out of Vel’s pussy. Cheese repeated in a firm tone, “Angela, the game. Can you hear me? Come back to the game, now.”

“Yes, Mary.” Angela muttered. She finally stopped moving the dildo and turned back to the table.

“Who’s Mary?” Cheese asked.

Angela got very red. “Sorry. Um, that’s my mother’s name.”

Cheese thought for a moment. “Angela, is your mother cute and big-titted like you are?”

Angela blushed even more and placed a hand on her pussy lips. It seemed that even the mention of her mother was making her incredibly aroused. “Yes, she is. She was. She passed away when I was a teenager.” As soon as she got back to the table she began frigging herself, imagining the others couldn’t tell because her hands were below the table edge. But everyone could easily figure it out from her arm motions.

A light bulb went off in Cheese’s head. She spoke her thoughts. “Hmm. I think I understand now why you said you disliked lesbianism so much but actually enjoy it so much. And why you’re attracted to other big-titted women like Vel and myself. And one reason why the idea of incest with your son turns you on so much. It all fits!”

Henrietta was fascinated, and followed up on the idea. “You have an intense, unrequited lust for your mother. It was buried deep down, but now it’s all coming out. You see Vel and Cheese as mother replacements. Now you see that you can fulfill your mother fantasies, don’t you? Isn’t that right?”

“Yes!” Angela cried out confessionally. Her hand meanwhile was working on her clit and pussy like never before. “It’s true!”

Henrietta continued calmly, in complete contrast to Angela’s desperate gasps. “But why your intense feelings for Shawn?”

Angela gasped, “My mother… She… She… She was strict. Control… Controlling… Dom.. Do-Dominating… Headed family… And Adrian…”

Cheese took up the idea. “So. You see Shawn as the head of this family, and want him to dominate you?”

Angela nodded frantically while attacking her privates.

Cheese added, “And it seems her feelings for her own son Adrian are tied up with Shawn somehow. Is that right?” Angela was too involved in an impeding orgasm to answer, but Cheese thought the frantic wobbling of her head was an attempt at a nod. “Henrietta, when we first met her Angela had completely repressed all this, and even denied being attracted to women in the slightest degree. Now it’s all come exploding out of her in the past couple card games. No wonder her feelings are so intense.”

Henrietta agreed. “I’d guess no one in her adult life ever tried to sexually dominate her and release all these buried feelings. Shawn, it seems the more you push her around, the more she’s going to lust after you.”

Shawn rolled his eyes. “Oh great. Angela even hornier than she is now. Is such a thing possible? As it is, all she even does is shake and leak and scream.”

It seemed like Angela was trying her best to prove his point. Everyone watched while Angela threw back her head and came with a tremendously loud scream. Only after she recovered was the game able to continue.

Shawn won the next round and chose to give a vibrator to Cheese. He said, “Get on all fours Cheese, and then spread your legs as wide as they can go. Angela, I want you to get behind Cheese, and push a dildo into her. But first prepare the way with your tongue.” Angela took her time preparing the way, sticking her tongue far up Cheese’s vagina, and then “accidentally” put the dildo in the wrong hole up her butt a few times before driving it deep into Cheese’s pussy.

Cheese used to be a cheerleader and gymnast, and she could spread her legs about as wide as legs could possibly go. In fact, Cheese flaunted her flexibility and raised and lowered her ass in her extended position as if doing push-ups. The sight of Cheese with her legs spread so amazingly wide and Angela rubbing her tits all over Cheese’s ass was too much for Shawn (Angela knew how much everyone loved her tits, and now rubbed them against just about anyone or anything nearby).

Shawn felt his balls tightening and his cum boiling to escape. He announced to Henrietta, “Suck it!”

Henrietta protested, “That’s not part of the rules!”

But Shawn forcefully replied, “It is now,” and shoved her head down onto his penis.

In fact, Henrietta wanted nothing more than to blow him, and Shawn knew that or he wouldn’t have acted so roughly. Once she got near the penis head, she eagerly closed the distance, and started to suck with a passion.

Shawn gave a sheepish shrug, as if to say to the others “I couldn’t help myself,” but the others saw the eager way Henrietta gobbled up his penis, and needed no explanation. They’d been filled with that same cocksucking need many times before. In fact, everyone was so excited by Shawn’s “It is now” aggressiveness, that the no masturbating one’s own pussy rule suddenly flew out the window. Most all of the females were close to climax already from the building excitement all evening long, and now that they started to touch themselves, the entire room exploded with one screaming orgasm after another. There was so much screaming that one could hardly hear Vel’s cowbell. Angela was the loudest, and even outscreamed Hui Shan. She arched her back backwards and shook her tits for all they were worth while she pulled on her clit. Her tits bounced in every direction like a stacked, naked jogger on a brisk run.

Henrietta, too, let loose with a great climax, right as she felt Shawn’s cum hit the back of her throat. She too was amazed at how arousing Shawn’s forcefulness was. She’d been with many aggressive men, but this was different. They were all natural assholes, whereas Shawn was the epitome of kindness, so his rough behavior was ten times more shocking and arousing.

She had a multiple orgasm the likes of which she had rarely experienced, despite her vast number of sexual encounters over the years with men and women. However, when she pulled back and opened her eyes, she found that Shawn had taken his penis out of her mouth halfway through his climax. She was so far gone with a climax that hit her all over but especially in the pussy that she hadn’t even noticed.

Shawn did it because he felt like he was “in the zone” and wanted to show everyone just how big his loads were lately.

Henrietta was amazed and stared incredulously. She exclaimed, “You filled my mouth, and then it’s all over your hand and on my face! Good thing I’m wearing glasses! Jesus! That’s double the normal load, at least!”

“That’s my boy,” Vel said like the proud mother that she was. She added a trifle smugly, “If you want to learn about our ‘unique culture’ as you put it, you just got your most valuable lesson right there.”

Henrietta stuck her tongue out to help demonstrate to herself and others just how much cum Shawn had deposited because her tongue was drowning in his cum as well. Shawn was struck by just how tremendously large her tongue seemed to be. He couldn’t get a great look, but he guessed she had the largest tongue he’d ever seen. He wished to get up close and personal with it later.

She was so aroused that she wanted to keep going to even higher heights. She saw that his penis was still dribbling out cum in little spurts. She gulped forward and swallowed Shawn’s penis straight out of his hand. She felt like she didn’t want to take Shawn’s penis out of her mouth ever again until she could see, feel, and taste another load like that. She kept sucking despite his rapidly growing flaccidness.

Shawn finally had to insist and practically pull her head away. He pointed out that his penis was quite sensitive and momentarily sore.

CHAPTER 11

Henrietta looked up at the others, worried that her act of supposed prudishness was now probably blown. The others looked at her with bemused expressions while she straightened herself out and wiped off the cum dribbling down her cheek. She made sure to wipe her cum-soaked fingers up into her mouth.

Joanna spoke a bit teasingly. “So, Henrietta. What was that about not wanting to suck his cock?”

“I’ll admit I was carried away for a moment there. But it won’t happen again, I can assure you.” She tried to be prudish again and it appeared to be working largely due to her bespectacled, stern appearance. “I found that extremely undignified. I don’t know what you all see is so great about cocksucking.”

Joanna smirked. “Yeah, right.” She and the others assumed that Henrietta was gradually succumbing to her lust while futilely fighting it. She pointed at Angela. “If you want to see undignified, look at her.”

Angela appeared lost in her own little world. While the others had cum and then recovered, Angela appeared to be still frigging herself, and still going strong. She’d ripped her G-string styled bikini bottom after yanking it up into her pussy lips one too many times, and now it hung uselessly to the side while she lay sprawled out on the floor. Four fingers of one hand were completely lost somewhere up her pussy while her other hand played with one of her gigantic tits. But that hand had just been in her pussy too, and elsewhere, and wherever the hand wandered it left a trail of pussy juice. Her tits in particular were shining with slick juices from her incredibly copious and constant discharge of cum. It seemed that her tits too had shot off their own trails of cum judging from the dribbles flowing from her nipples, though everyone else had been too busy with their own orgasms to see it.

Cheese again tried to bring order. “Angela, we’re all done cumming now and want to return to the game. Can you join us? We’re back to enforcing the no-touching-your-pussy rule. … Heeellll-oooo? Angela?”

Angela eventually came around. “Oh. Sorry. Um, can I go get cleaned up?”

“No. And you just lost the last of your clothes. Now let’s get back to the game.”

“How about me? Can I clean off my face and glasses?”

“No,” Cheese said firmly. That seemed to cause a large groan of joy in Angela. “That’ll get licked up in due course. Someone should win all that cum in a dare. Who’s turn to deal? Oh, and who gets to be the next penis tender? And who’s the tit tender now?”

Vel’s tits had been constantly fondled so far by a wide variety of hands and mouths, just as Shawn had hoped. The only exception was Henrietta, due to her continuing penis tending duties. That was ironic, since she was the one who specifically asked Shawn to get her hands on Vel’s tits.

Everyone took a short snack break. Henrietta chatted with Shawn briefly. They didn’t really know each other, and she wanted to get to know him better. She wore her glasses on her forehead so the cum stains on one of her lenses wouldn’t block her view. She asked, “So, how’s your six treatments coming along?”

“Six treatments? … Oh. THAT. You mean my six climaxes a day requirement. Well, truth be told, I don’t think about that much any more. I realized I was obsessing and stressing about how many climaxes I have a day. I kind of make a point not to think about it now. If you look around this party and see all the lovely women here, I think you can see that getting enough climaxes is not a problem for me. I figure I’m averaging about six or seven a day, and if I get more or less, it all washes out in the end.”

“That sounds like a good attitude. May I ask how you’ve fared so far today?”

“Let’s see. You’re wearing only my fourth load today, now that I think about it. I’m usually at about six by this late hour, but I’ve been saving up for tonight’s game, not to mention the face pummeling I got at school knocking me off of my usual game. But there’s also the issue of quality over quantity, as my nurse said prolonged stimulation is key. Today I’ve just been stroked and stroked for hours.”

“Has it been helping?” Henrietta found it difficult to talk normally with the feeling of warm cum hanging off of her cheeks, chin, and nose.

Again, Shawn was confused. He and the others had long nearly forgotten the supposed medical point of all the orgasms. “Oh. You mean fixing my energy and tiredness. No, not really. Not yet. But when you think about it, I’ve only been at it less than two months. It probably takes a lot longer than that to see results.”

Henrietta put her hand to his face and gingerly caressed his bruises on his cheeks and nose. “You want to talk to me about your school problems? You just got these wounds today? I’m happy to talk to you about anything, anytime, free of charge. We could do it in an informal way right here.”

“I’d love that, but the game’s going to start again in a minute. Tonight is a time for fun. You have your overnight bags. Will you be around tomorrow? Why don’t we talk tomorrow? I actually have a lot to get off of my mind.”

Henrietta nodded. “Sure. Glad to help.”

When the group reassembled, it seemed that most all the females had various forms of “accidental” rips in their clothes too that “forced” them to play the rest of the game naked if they weren’t naked already. Some also went to the bathroom with clothes on and came out with the clothes mysteriously gone. The end result was that the only clothing left post-break was Henrietta’s panties, Hui Shan’s panties (she was very honest and didn’t cheat even in this type of situation), and Shawn’s T-shirt and shorts, which he had back on again. Nobody cared about the cheating, especially since the adult women were all getting quite drunk (the teenagers were only allowed one drink apiece since they had school the next morning).

Shawn sat out a hand. He ordered Henrietta to take over as Vel’s tit tender, now that she had the chance. Both she and Vel were very happy about that. With Henrietta’s cum-soaked face practically in Vel’s, Vel couldn’t wait for the game to determine who’d win the cum prize, and she just licked it off herself. Meanwhile Shawn left it up to the cards to determine who would be the next penis tender.

Cheese won, which meant she took over handjob duties. She was so happy that she clapped her hands in glee and taunted the others, both verbally and flashing her cards around. “Look at those cards! Would you look at those cards? Face! Who’s your daddy? Ha!”

Suddenly she got sheepish, and thought, What’s happening to me? God, I’m getting close to losing it again. It’s this competitive environment. I need to be the one who remains in control and who knows what kind of opportunities will arrive this evening for me to advance my position, if I just stay sober enough from my lustful high to exploit them. Calm. Breathe. Count to ten…

But Cheese was drunk on alcohol and lust. Her attempts to stay calm didn’t last long. Soon Shawn was hard again, and she took on her penis tending role with great gusto. She thought she’d done most everything sexually she could do, but she did something she’d never done before. She stroked his penis in very long strokes with both hands from top to bottom, and with each stroke she exaggeratedly lifted and dropped her entire body in time to the strokes. The chief effect was to cause her tits to bounce nearly as wildly as Angela’s had done a short while earlier (in fact, that’s where she got the idea). She sat on Shawn’s knee (taking Angela’s suggestion and doing something else new), so her tits were constantly bouncing inches from Shawn’s face and repeatedly slapping into his chest. She’d never done this kind of thing before because it seemed so juvenile and undignified to her, but she didn’t care any more. She just knew it was fun, and Shawn liked it, even if it made intelligent card playing nearly impossible for the both of them.

Now that most of the clothing was gone, almost every hand resulted in a dare. Shawn still tended to win most hands, despite the fact that everyone was trying equally to win. His victories were all the more remarkable considering the way Cheese frantically jacked him off and shook her tits all over his face. He was simply a very good card player. He used his dares to hand out vibrators like candy, so everyone could be enjoying themselves all the time, even when they weren’t part of a dare. Everyone got one except Angela, since she so clearly didn’t need it.

Henrietta was the last one to get a vibrator. She of course put on a big show of protesting. “Shawn, how immature. You expect me to put this thing inside my most private place? I’m telling you I most certainly will NOT do it. I draw the line here.”

He replied, “I don’t expect YOU to do it. Come over here.” As an aside, he said to Cheese, “Stop bouncing for a sec.”

Henrietta walked over, holding a vibrator that Hui Shan had just given her. Shawn grabbed the vibrator and yanked her panties all the way down her legs. Then, holding onto her hip with one hand, shoved the vibrator in her pussy with the other. She was so wet that it slid in easily.

She said in a quiet voice, “Oh.” She wiggled her hips around, and then with a bit more pleasant surprise in her voice, repeated, “Oh. … Oh my.” She sat with her legs closed as much as possible and both hands over her groin, trying to keep some dignity.

But Shawn said, “What are you hiding there? Did you know that’s the Mr. Excitement dildo in you? It’s becoming something of a family heirloom. Sit up on the couch and spread your legs. Let’s see what you have there.”

Henrietta did what he asked, even as she mumbled, “This is so demeaning.” In fact, she purposely sat up on her heels and spread her knees wide, presenting an even more lewd sight that Shawn had hoped for. The Mr. Excitement dildo, actually a vibrator, whirred and twirled on its own.

Shawn went back to his usual couch. “Now, who’s my current penis tender? Ah. Yes. Cheese. Hold on a minute. The sight of Henrietta here has me on the verge.”

He said to Henrietta, “You lose your panties as punishment for being insolent.” Then he turned to his girlfriend on another couch. “Hui Shan, sorry you haven’t won in a while. Please take your panties off too so we can finally be all naked.” He didn’t mention that he still had clothes. He liked that because somehow his clothes made the nakedness of the women seem that much more naked in comparison. That’s the reason he put them back on, even the (unzipped) shorts.

Hui Shan blithely answered, “M’kay!” She stood up, shucked her panties off, and then did a brief celebratory handstand. Shawn’s penis again lurched dangerously, and he wondered if it would ever calm down enough for Cheese to resume rubbing in the face of so much visual stimulation.

Cheese spoke to Henrietta with some derision, as she knew her friend wasn’t a real psychiatrist. “So, great doctor, tell me what you learned right there.”

Henrietta remained wriggling around in her position up on the couch, as if testing for the first time how it felt to be stuffed with a vibrator. Her face showed great lust every time the vibrator did something unexpectedly pleasurable. She muttered, “Uh, I learned that it’s good to listen to Shawn. He knows things.”

Joanna commented, “Damn straight. Henrietta, you should correct that to: it’s good to obey Shawn.” She turned to her brother. “But she’ll know that by the end of the evening, won’t she, Big Steam Train Locomotive Brother?”

“Uh, let’s play another round,” he answered modestly. But then he got an idea. “Wait. Now that you’re all naked, this is a moment I’ve been waiting for all evening. I figure this is probably a once in a lifetime collection of voluptuous bodies. In particular the tits shown here tonight will probably never be equaled. I absolutely have to get a camera to record this for posterity! Aims, can you go get a camera from upstairs?”

“M’kay.”

“No, wait. Let me get it. I shouldn’t get used to having other people do things like that for me. It’s bad enough for my ego the way I’m treated like a king on sexual things. I’ll be back in a jiff.”

Shawn went upstairs, and as he did so he thought, As if doing one minor errand somehow makes me more humble. The fact is, too much adoration can be a bad thing, though I never would have imagined that. Well, one small step begins here. I’m really going to have to redouble my efforts to stay me and not fall to the dark side. Honestly, this time.

He came back downstairs with a digital camera as well as a camcorder. He set the video up so that it recorded the entire area where they all sat, and then he left it alone. Then he picked up the camera and had all the females mug and pose cheesecake-style while he took their pictures. All the females groped each other and said sexual things. For instance, Joanna said, “Brother, can you bring your zoom lens over here? I have an extreme close up shot for you.”

Cheese said, “No, Sweetie. Over here. I’ve got an even closer close up. In fact, you’ll have to put your zoom lens right into a hole.”

Hui Shan wasn’t great at verbal interplay, but she pouted, “I want his zoom lens too!”

Henrietta couldn’t help but ham it up a bit too in the ways she posed, though she kept her mouth shut so as to not completely blow her prudish persona.

Shawn took quite a few pictures in quick succession. He thought to himself, I should be documenting these magical weeks more thoroughly. At least I’ll have these pictures to jack off to, if everything goes horribly wrong from here on out. I still have this uneasy feeling and a black eye to remind me that there’s a good reason to feel that way. … Ah, but stop being so gloomy. Just look at these six babes!

The women touching each other all over put everyone in the mood for more girl on girl action. Actually, it had already started before the photo session. Henrietta kept fondling Vel’s tits with great enthusiasm whenever they were sent her way, and if it wasn’t her, someone else was enjoying them. More importantly, Shawn hadn’t won all the dares so far. Joanna won one dare, and ordered Vel to play with Angela’s tits, since she wasn’t allowed to order herself to do so. Cheese won a dare and ordered Joanna to do the same to Angela.

It seemed that just about everyone wanted to play with Angela, and fondle Angela’s big tits and the rest of her nearly impossibly perfect body. Angela might have been in trouble if she had a dildo in her as she did last week, because without one she was cumming more fluid than the next two most leaky women combined, and she was nearly senseless from a never-ending series of orgasms. She drooled without caring most of the time, and it practically seemed she was mentally unhinged, she was so completely controlled by her sexual desires.

She seemed to get more and more covered with cum as the evening went on. The others liked that, and no one even tried to clean her up for the photo session. Some enjoyed wiping their hands through the large puddle in Angela’s seat and then wipe it all over her skin, which of course only got her even more covered as the evening went on. Her cum was rather thick and hung on her more like a man’s cum than the typically more watery female juices. As a result, it looked like Shawn had shot his seed over her skin time and time again.

So far no one had involved Henrietta in any touching dare, not because they didn’t want to, but because they didn’t know how she’d react. It was up to Shawn to break the ice. He won the next hand and promptly said, “Hui Shan, I want you and Henrietta to fondle each other and kiss on the lips.” He picked Hui Shan for her non-threatening, easy going ways because not even Shawn knew how Henrietta would react to a bisexual situation.

Henrietta loved being with women almost as much as men, but she also loved continuing her prudish game. She stood up, and with the vibrator sticking a few inches out of her pussy and rotating, she proclaimed, “Shawn, you really go too far this time! That’s one thing I cannot do.”

Surprisingly, Vel spoke up before Shawn could. She said very firmly, “Henrietta, you are a guest in our house this evening. We have been very hospitable and all we ask in return is that you obey the house rules. And those are very simple. For a big-titted, gorgeous babe such as yourself, you must obey any and all of Shawn’s sexual wishes. Right now he expects you to engage in some heavy lesbian action with his nicely top-heavy girlfriend, and I expect you to do so. Now.”

Everyone was surprised by Vel’s authoritative tone and words. No one expected it, and an awkward silence prevailed.

Henrietta too was surprised. She finally replied, “Sorry, Vel. I didn’t realize it means that much to you. Since you feel so strongly about it, I will reluctantly agree since I made that promise at the beginning. But I reserve the right to say no if I want to.”

Vel put her foot down even harder. “Henrietta, you agreed to play this game and follow the game’s rules. You will follow this game to the end. Period.”

Henrietta didn’t reply because an eager and smiling Hui Shan sidled up behind her and, with a happy “Boo!,” kissed her square on the lips. Hui Shan was relentless. While continuing to kiss, she mashed her tits into Henrietta in the most arousing ways, and grabbed the vibrator sticking partly out of Henrietta’s pussy and thrust it in and out. With her other hand she reached behind Henrietta and plunged a finger into her asshole. That drove Henrietta over the edge. She completely forgot about her prudish acting and fell onto a couch, taking Hui Shan with her. She grabbed the vibrator in Hui Shan and reciprocated. The two of them became a blur of activity until finally they both climaxed at the same time.

Sated, Henrietta pulled away and again put on her act. She looked around as if in great confusion, and then genuinely blushed when everyone else clapped for her performance. She stammered, “I… I don’t… I don’t know what came over me. … I’ve never done that before with a woman.”

Joanna was quick to frame that. “Henrietta, what did I tell you? You obey Shawn’s commands and you feel incredibly good. It’s that simple. Is there any wonder why we all freely give our bodies to him, to do whatever he desires? … I see you still show confusion. Don’t worry. You’ll learn.”

Henrietta thought to herself, Wow. She makes sense. Just let Shawn take over. It sounds so easy. Just lay back and let Shawn bring on the cum. All acting aside, I’m seriously getting into this. This family has more fun in one evening than I do in a month, and that’s saying a lot because I make it a goal to have a hell of a lot of fun. I feel like I’m being brainwashed into a cult, and yet I’m loving it. What is it about this situation that’s so alluring?

She looked around at everyone. Ironically, I don’t think Shawn has much to do with it. The same thing could have happened to anyone in his shoes, though he seemed to have coped remarkably well. It’s the other women. How did such a group of complete nymphos ever manage to get together? Life is going to be one non-stop orgy now that these women are all turned on, and it just so happens that Shawn gets all the luck. The sense of competition between these beauties is amazing and exhilarating. I can feel it in the air. Even in Hollywood parties I usually feel like top dog, the hottest woman there, but I look around at these women and I feel like I’m the ugliest of the lot. It makes me want to prove myself, and show that I’m the best. I have to please Shawn the most and make him cum so hard. I just have to. Then I’ll feel so good too; so proud of myself. This is psychologically interesting. I really should become a psychiatrist. I love this kind of analysis, now that I’ve started to think about these things. … But even fully knowing the processes going on, I still really, really want to get fucked by Shawn! How bizarre is that?

Not only that but, even more bizarrely, there’s a real sense of wholesomeness to all this sex. Back in L.A., everything is so seedy. With the power games and the drugs and the name checking, fuck, it gets so tiring. Every guy is more vain, egotistical, and blow dried in more ways than one than the last. Whereas this feels like a tight-knit family playing a game like Monopoly or Scrabble, except it’s a highly erotic strip poker game. I mean, look at Hui Shan, and how she’s just so infectiously fun. Even the competitive spirit in the air is like a fun competition instead of a vicious, stab your friend in the back kind of thing. I LIKE these people!

I wish I didn’t live so far away, because I could get used to these games. I imagine my psychiatrist persona will be pretty shot by the end of the evening, but that’s a good thing, because my cover wasn’t actually blown, it’s just changing and fitting reality better. They’ll see me as a prudish doctor who’s discovered sex in a big way, which will allow me to have more and more sex with them in the future. Plus, hopefully I can morph into a sex advisor and all around therapist for these people, which is what I want to do. In fact, I’ve been loving advising Cheese and the Chens so much that I could see a whole career as a therapist if I just didn’t have to get a degree and all those other damn qualifications. Who’d want to hire a little known soft porn actress for a serious job?

The game continued. Hui Shan won the next dare, and seeing Cheese flagging in her penis tending energy, she ordered Joanna to take over jacking off duties. After that, Shawn’s penis changed hands more often as it tended to get involved in most of the dares. For instance, Joanna won the next dare and commanded Shawn to rub Angela’s clit with the tip of his penis, which sent her into paroxysms of orgasms that surpassed all the ones she’d had up until that point. Angela screamed, “Fuck me Shawn! Fuck me!” but he had learned to control himself in this kind of situation, especially now that he knew of his mother’s continuing (though diminished) jealousy of Angela. He merely teased her clit, poked at her entrance, and groped at her tits. Angela couldn’t handle it, and passed out for what would not be the only time that evening.

Hui Shan won a dare, and said, “I’d like Shawn to lick Henrietta’s pussy.”

That went over really well. Joanna said triumphantly, “Stick a fork in her, folks, she’s done.” They all still thought Henrietta’s willpower needed more breaking down, which in fact is why Hui Shan made that dare.

Shawn got to licking, and gave Henrietta a very competent tongue lashing, even while his penis continued to get stroked. It didn’t compare with the best pussy licking performances, especially from women who usually knew what worked better than men did. But given the way Henrietta was already so horny, it gave her yet more climaxes.

She thought, This evening is going to go into my greatest evenings of all time list already, and Shawn hasn’t even fucked me yet. I can only hope! Not only that, but I take it back that anyone could have been in Shawn’s shoes and things would have been the same. He takes the whole thing to another level. This boy is extremely talented at sex! He’s a natural.

Finally, Henrietta won a dare. She wasn’t sure what to do with it. After a pause, she said with the detached air of a doctor despite the vibrator still working inside her, “I’m fascinated by the incestuous love in this family. Joanna and Vel, I order you two do to the most incestuous thing you can do short of getting fucked by Shawn.”

Joanna and Vel stood up and looked at each other. They didn’t know what to do. Then Joanna whispered in her mother’s ear. Vel moved the coffee table out of the way and pulled out an expandable couch to make a bed. Then Joanna lay down on top of her. They spread their legs in such a way that both their assholes were winking up towards Shawn. Joanna spoke, “Mommy and Sister have a present for you, Big Brother. We thought we’d give you an anal sandwich. Who’s ass will you take, or will you take both? Or will you just spank us for being bad, naughty little girls?”

Vel then spoke, “Oh, please son, regardless if you anally violate me or not, please spank me? Mommy has been so bad. She needs her little baby’s strong hand to teach her and control her. Show Mommy who’s boss around here. Take us up the ass and make your anal sluts beg for more!”

Henrietta spoke out loud, as if making a psychological diagnosis. She said in a dispassionate tone, “Interesting role reversal issues. I must say you two make up a very fascinating control fantasy. Why, I myself am growing extremely aroused imagining myself in your position. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m wishing Shawn could whip me into line with his big cock.”

Vel gave Henrietta an understanding and benign smile. “Henrietta, I’m glad to see that you’re coming around. Sorry for being a little forceful earlier, but as a mother I can’t help but be supportive of my Tiger and his insatiable sexual need. I hope you understand.”

“Yes, I do. I’ve learned so much this evening. It’s been a complete sexual awakening. I’m so glad I came.” Henrietta thought, That last comment, definitely yes, but the first part is surprisingly true too. This has been a very educational and eye opening time. I really do want to be whipped into line with his cock, and I’m a complete dom! Is it just the intense competition making me act strangely?

While this conversation was going on, Shawn examined the mother daughter duo. He thought, You know, it’s just as much a pussy sandwich as an anal sandwich, since the holes are so close together. Dang, it’s so tempting to go after any of those holes, especially the way they look right now, all sweaty and leaky. He laughed to himself. Of course, there’s nothing really unusual about that, lately! Look. Their cunts are both slightly dilated, as if they need something to fill them, whereas those assholes look so tiny and hard to get in. Mother and sister are both my complete sexual - Oh God! I’m losing it!

He wanted to get up and double dip into his mother and sister’s asses, but he couldn’t make it that far. Joanna had gotten up from her penis tending duties to help make the anal sandwich, leaving Shawn untended. Yet ironically, thanks to the visual stimulation, he finally started to cum at a very rare moment where there was no hand or mouth on his penis. Hui Shan was sitting the closest to him, so he shouted, “Hui Shan! Your mouth!”

Hui Shan knew exactly what to do. She threw herself into his direction and had her mouth over his penis by the third rope.

Shawn slumped down and just said, “Aaaah.” He’d been too sexed out to even get up and anally fuck, and now he was even more tired than that. He said, “Time for another break, or I can’t go on.”

CHAPTER 12

Vel and her daughter remained on top of each other. Joanna pointed out, “What about your family anal sandwich? We’re all lubed up and ready for a deep anal probe or two.”

“Sis, I can’t even stand, not after that climax. Hui Shan’s such a good cocksucker, I think she sucked my soul right out with the last of the jism. Tell you what. There aren’t any penises around to help with the anal need right now, but you two clearly want a spanking as well. Henrietta and Angela, why don’t you two do the honors?”

Angela reacted with horror to that suggestion. “Oh no, Shawn. I could never spank another. I only deserve to get spanked myself.”

“Okay. Whatever.” Shawn still didn’t understand the level of Angela’s subservience. There was a lot going on to occupy his mind. “What about you, Henrietta?”

Henrietta fiddled with her glasses, the only item she still had on. “Well, I suppose I could try, in the spirit of cooperation that Vel has encouraged. But really, this has to be the last thing I do. When I wake up tomorrow I won’t be able to blame it all on the wine.”

“Okay, there’s one spanker. Cheese, we all know you’re a good spanker. Why don’t you show Henrietta and everyone else how it’s done?”

So Cheese and Henrietta tag teamed Vel and Joanna’s asses. Henrietta could spank if she wanted to, but she pulled her punches, so to speak. She still felt to be too much of an outsider to know how to behave in the situation. Cheese on the other hand spanked with great confidence and authority. She also kept up a good verbal barrage, accusing both mother and daughter of sexual “crimes.” The supposed crimes largely consisted of failure to properly sexually please Shawn. With Vel it was easy: she accused Vel of failing to give Shawn her cunt. With Joanna it was harder, since Joanna had pretty much done everything humanly possible to sexually please her brother. So instead Cheese complained that Joanna wasn’t bringing Shawn enough new cunts from school to fuck.

Since Henrietta didn’t spank much, she fell into the healer role, which consisted of soothing red asses between spankings, and fingering their pussies as much as possible.

Although they didn’t get many spankings, mother and daughter kept grinding their juicy clits together during her ministrations. Henrietta was also able lick from Vel’s asshole, through her leaky pussy lips, and on up to Joanna with little space in between. Then she kept on licking through Joanna’s overflowing pussy lips all the way up to her asshole in a single stroke. It was as if mother and daughter shared one long, constantly grinding pussy. For all of Henrietta’s sexual experience, she’d never licked anything like that before, and she loved it.

Angela and Hui Shan frigged each other while watching, and for once the only person left out of the proceedings was Shawn, because he was still in recovery mode. With more climaxes all around, everyone was exhausted, and they all took a long break.

Henrietta was astounded at the number of climaxes all the women were having, including herself. She thought, It seems everyone’s having climaxes every five minutes. Including myself! I never cum this much, even when I’ve been the target of a gang bang. Is there something in the water in this town? Looking at Angela, I didn’t even know it was possible for a person to leak that much fluid! Maybe it’s infectious. The room smells like a giant vagina, with a healthy taste of penis thrown in. I’m staying constantly erotically buzzed from the general smell alone. I seriously, seriously, love these people!

People walked around the living room with drinks in hand, casually chatting, as if in a cocktail party where the only allowed clothing item was high heels. Shawn remained on a couch, recovering. Cheese was as much of an authority figure as the group got, so she walked up to Shawn at one point and said, “I just checked the clock. It’s one hour till midnight. I hate to say this, but shouldn’t we stop? You have that big paper due.”

He leaned forward and whispered, while she bent down to hear him. “Cheese, just between you and me, I’ve got that paper covered. It’s done already.”

“Really? Why just between you and me?”

“Because if I tell the others, they won’t give me enough personal space tomorrow. They’ll want to play, like usual. But I still have a lot to do that’s due Friday. I’m good for tonight, though. I figure we can go for another hour, because this is a very special evening.”

“Yes. It is.”

Cheese was about to walk away, but then Shawn dramatically reached out and grabbed a leg to keep her from going. He pleaded with urgency, “Cheese, be strong for me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Look at this. Everyone’s casually strolling around in their birthday suits while my friends are probably at home watching Seinfeld reruns or checking e-mails or something. Angela in particular has really unnerved me with the way she’s so subservient. I mean, I’m just a kid! … You’re pretty normal, and you’re decisive. Can you make sure I don’t let all this go to my head? I know I’m just incredibly lucky and not some sex god. Help me stay sane.”

“Don’t worry, Sweetie. I’m here for you. I know you can handle it. We’ll handle it together.” They hugged, and Shawn felt a lot better.

But in fact, Cheese didn’t feel very sane or competent at the moment. She felt wild. There was a pause in the action, but she was ready to let loose and lose herself in the moment as soon as things resumed. But she resolved to try to keep her urges under control, for Shawn’s sake. She felt proud that Shawn counted on her, and hoped that was a sign that she was rising up to Vel’s level of importance in his life.

In fact, a minute or so later, Cheese caught up with Henrietta, buck naked and mingling with a cocktail in her hand.

Henrietta spoke first, leaning into Cheese’s ear and whispering tipsily, “How do you like my performance?”

But Cheese was only thinking of her own problems at the moment. “Good. Henrietta, I’ve got to talk to you about something. You know how you told me on the phone yesterday that I could completely lose myself in the moment without submitting to Shawn?”

“Yeah?”

“How do I do that?!? I need to know right away because I’ve been on the verge of losing it for the past hour or more. I totally lost it this afternoon, and just like then, I can barely think now. I mean, this whole room is throbbing with sex, and everywhere I look I see something exciting. I wanna say or do anything, if it’ll get Shawn to fuck me!”

“Cheese, it’s complicated. You still owe me a victory fuck since we didn’t really do a proper one before the card game. Tomorrow morning I’ll teach you with some very hands-on lessons.” She winked seductively.

Cheese pouted, “But I need to know, now! Anyway, what do you call all that fucking we did earlier? The fucking in the restaurant, the department store dressing room, and the car?”

Henrietta deadpanned, “Warming up.” However, she saw Vel walking up to them, so she went off to talk to the bosomy mother.

Cheese found herself frustrated, but unable to think. She again reveled in the fact that Shawn said he was counting on her, but her usual cunning was blunted and she couldn’t figure out how to work that into her schemes. In fact, her schemes were in tatters. She was torn on what she should or shouldn’t do about Shawn and Vel, and was completely at sea over the incest with Hui Shan issue. She hoped that she could have a long talk with Henrietta before her friend left the next day, since Henrietta seemed to be giving such good advice. She hoped that would help her get her head together.

With time on their minds now, Cheese and Shawn brought the group to order and they resumed the game. Shawn’s penis was still tired and refused to rise, so the dares all involved the females with each other for a while.

Most of the dares still involved Angela in some way. By now, there was hardly a square inch of skin on anybody that hadn’t been explored by Angela, nor was there any inch of Angela that hadn’t been probed by every other person in the room. Furthermore, she was even more doused in cum than ever before. The rules technically limited a dare to two people only at one time. Had that not been the case, everyone would have ended up on Angela at once. The last card game had been the most incredible experience of her life, but this day’s events made that day seem as mild and ordinary as a peck on the cheek. She usually could be found on the floor panting and heaving, attempting to recover from yet another orgasm.

But Henrietta ran a close second in interest, since she was also new. One dare put Angela and Henrietta together. By this time, Henrietta was acting with complete abandon. She occasionally kept up her prudish pretense, but only with words. Her body was very willing and able to do any dare offered, and the others knew it. The dare between Henrietta and Angela was very free-form, just for them to go at it, so they went at it. Henrietta ended up spanking Angela most of the time. She noticed that Angela seemed to want to be spanked, and she wanted to see how aggressive she could get without Cheese around to overwhelm her.

Events seemed to carry on just fine without Shawn. Vel’s pussy was still sore from previous days of too much dildo action, so she tried to beg off and didn’t get involved in much. But the others carried on with great energy. Shawn thought as he watched, These women are all so insatiable! How can I possibly ever please all of them, much less the cheerleaders too? The only solution is what’s going on right now: they have to tire themselves out first and leave just enough for me to handle. Thank the friggin’ Lord for lesbian sex, or I’d be a dead man.

CHAPTER 13

The game was slowly unravelling, because without Shawn there were six females, and naturally they started pairing off. Cheese was with Angela. Joanna was with Henrietta. Hui Shan was with Vel. Shawn was amused at how neglected he was, compared to the usual situation. His penis finally came to life, and yet he couldn’t get anyone to notice it. There was so much moaning and even screaming going on that no one could hear his raised voice.

Finally he was forced to get up and find Vel’s cowbell on the floor. He picked it up and rang it. That finally caught their attention. All eyes looked at him, and the females saw him standing in the middle of the living room with his penis up proud and high. That really got their attention, and the room fell quiet.

“Thank you,” Shawn said to the hushed room. “As you can see, I’m hard again. We could pick another penis tender and go on with the game. But rather than do that, it’s getting late and some of us have school tomorrow. I think we should start winding down.”

That met with a bunch of anguished groans.

“Now, now, I said start winding down, not end. I’ve been stroked and fondled and even blown all evening long. I thank you all for the attention. But I think it’s time I finally fuck somebody.”

That quieted all the complaining. They all gathered around him, sprawled out on the sofas. Clothes were scattered all over the room. Everyone was tired and sore from all the sex, but there was still some energy left for more. In fact, several of the more energetic such as Hui Shan continued to masturbate themselves non-stop while listening to Shawn speak.

He paced back and forth for dramatic effect, pleased to be the center of attention again. “Now, I can’t fuck Mom, since she’s on her period and still sore in both her holes to boot. Not to mention, she and I are going to make our first time a really special one. Ditto with Joanna. I want that to be special, and this is not the right scene.” In fact of course he’d already fucked his sister many times, but Vel didn’t know that, so he had to keep up the pretense. “Cheese, and Hui Shan, sorry, I love you both, but I’ve fucked you before and I’ll fuck you many times again. Whereas we have two visitors who are completely unfucked. I think I must choose between them.” Shawn had fucked Henrietta already, but only Cheese and Joanna knew that, so he had to keep up that pretense too. “The question is whom should I choose.”

Henrietta spoke up. “Now just a minute. This goes too far. I know I said that already, but this time I mean it. You can’t just talk about fucking me without letting me have a say in the matter. That’s rude, crude, and, and, despicable! I know that I said I wished Shawn could ‘whip me into line with his big cock’ but that was just the heat of the moment! Things have been so erotic and arousing that I’m very confused and making mistakes. The fact of the matter is, I’ve just broken up with a boyfriend and I’m very emotionally distraught. I can’t start fucking already!”

Vel again got a fierce look in her eye. “Now, Henrietta, normally I’m a very accommodating person, but I have to put my foot down. I don’t know if Shawn wants to fuck you or Angela, but if he chooses you, you’re right that you have no say. Shawn likes his tits big, and despite all your fancy psychology degrees, you’re still a big-titted babe at heart, and God put women like you and me on this Earth to be fucked by the likes of Shawn! The problem is that you feel the desire to be tamed by his cock, but you still have some freedom of thought. Shawn, please take care of her and turn her into one of us.”

Henrietta looked around frantically. “Turn me into one of you? What is this, the invasion of the pod people or something? I refuse to play your twisted games any longer. You all have gone too far!”

She wasn’t sure if anyone would still buy her prudish front after all the things she’d done, but she thought she’d give it one more try. She further hoped that her reluctant pose would encourage Shawn to choose her over Angela. She was amazed that the others seemed to be still buying her act, unaware it was because they saw her fit the mold of how Vel had repeatedly made very similar protests in complete sincerity weeks before.

She looked over at the puddle of cum that contained Angela. “Angela, I’m sure you agree with me. Shawn can’t just fuck whomever he chooses. We have rights!”

Angela had her head between Cheese’s thighs, but she’d been closely listening. She pulled away and answered firmly, “No. Actually, I don’t. Maybe you have rights, but I only want to serve. Vel is so right with her tit rules. I often wondered why I was saddled with such annoyingly big tits, but now I know. I know my place, and it’s on the floor with my legs spread for Shawn!” She immediately assumed that position, which wasn’t difficult as she was already on the floor. “Mas… Mister Shawn, please fuck me? Please?” Again, she had a hard time not calling him master, and barely managed to cover her mistake.

Shawn was impressed, if not overwhelmed. Most of all, such talk made him horny beyond belief. But he remembered Henrietta, and turned to her.

He knew that Henrietta was acting and very much desired a fuck, so he too decided to ham it up. “Henrietta, this is my house, and I refuse to permit this kind of behavior. If you actually had a boyfriend that would be one thing, but just thinking about your ex? I’m sorry. Angela and Joanna, hold Henrietta down.” Shawn picked Angela as one of the two most willing females even though he barely knew her. He had a hunch that she’d do just about anything for him, and he was right.