“Very much, Mistress.” Angela had gotten tired from all her insistent wiggling and had to temporarily press her boobs down on the cold table top. But now that Cheese’s hands held her by the wrists she pulled herself up so her massive boobs hung just above the table. They were likely to slap all over and especially into to table when she finally got spanked. Her ass hung even higher than before, and the vibrator still gyrated around in her juicy pussy.
Vel raised her hand high up and said, “Okay, you slutty little sex toy, get ready for the spanking of your life! Here it comes!” Vel swung her hand down. But she slowed the hand down as it flew through the air, and ended up giving only what amounted to only a light slap.
Joanna, Hui Shan, and Cheese all giggled.
Hui Shan said gleefully, “Angela, I hope you felt that, because that was the ‘spanking of your life!’”
That caused everyone but Angela and Vel to burst out in laughter.
“What was that?” Cheese asked, wiping tears from her eyes as she laughed harder than she had in a long time. “You call THAT a spanking?”
Angela though, just groaned in frustration. She tried to wiggle her ass back toward Vel as if that would help, but no more blows were forthcoming.
Vel blushed even as she laughed some too. “I’m sorry, everybody. I just don’t like hurting people. I know she needs it, but it’s just … it’s hard for me to do. This isn’t the right role for me. I need to be on the receiving end!”
Cheese clapped her hands and stepped one leg up on the couch. She figured that if the clapping wouldn’t get everyone’s attention, the excellent pussy view she was giving them would. “All right, listen up, everybody. Tear your eyes away from Angela’s remarkable bubble butt for a minute. I picked Vel to go first because I knew that this would happen, and this is an important lesson. The key to being a good spanker is you have to feel real anger at your target at the same time you feel real love. If you’re not truly pissed off, the spanking won’t have enough strength and emotional intensity to be truly satisfying for someone like Angela, who obviously likes it hard. But if you don’t have the love, then the spanking won’t have the pleasure it needs. I know we all have the love, as we’re all loving types, but where’s the anger?”
“That’s all well and good,” Vel replied, while staring at Cheese’s open pussy instead of her face, “but how can I turn on the anger just like that? I mean, when was the last time you saw me really angry? Well, there was that one time I caught you sucking Shawn off in your backyard. What a fool I was. To think that I got mad instead of getting naked and helping slurp up that always hard mother-splitter! Of course, starting tonight, I’ll be able to do so much more than putting his…”
Vel started to drift off into another fuck fantasy, an occurance happening to her more and more.
So Cheese tried to keep the focus and interrupted. “True, you’re not the angry type. But Vel, if you need some inspiration, think about how obscenely big Angela’s breasts are, and how much Shawn likes those huge milky jugs of hers. You thought your boobs were his favorite, but noooOOOooo. With her perfect, little, cute, and oh so fuckable body, he even might not want to fuck you anymore. Do you remember how much he said he wanted to fuck her? What if he comes back from his hiking trip tonight and says, ‘Sorry, Mom, I’d rather fuck Angela.’ She needs to pay for trying to steal Shawn from you. … And not only that, but you know how her tits can spontaneously leak milk, right? What if Shawn decides to get all his milky needs from Angela and not you?”
Vel turned towards Angela with real anger in her eyes. “Oh, you fucking little BITCH!” Her hand came slamming down on Angela, resoundingly hard this time. “Trying to steal my Tiger with your double F tits? I almost forgot what a motherfucking tit freak you are! Take that!”
She slammed her hand down again. “And that!” Another hard spanking. “You little tit monster! Stealing my son from me? You think you’re better because your tits are two sizes bigger than mine? I’ll show you! I’ll show you who the REAL milky tit cow is around here!” She rained several more hard slaps onto Angela’s butt, making her perfectly round ass cheeks shake, wobble, and roll under the ferocity of her assault.
Angela had an awesome climax. She screamed and shrieked through most of the spanking, and for a good while after it was over. She struggled to regain her breath afterwards. She gasped, “I’m… I’m… sorry… for… my titty impudence… my Mistress…” She’d had no idea that Vel had such aggressiveness in her, and the fact that Vel did easily doubled Angela’s devotion to her.
Vel watched Angela shake, scream, and leak, as all the others did, then she stopped and turned back to Cheese. “How was that?” She panted heavily, and had a crazed look in her eyes. She raised her hand again, eager to spank Angela some more.
Cheese looked at Vel with awe. She’d never seen her best friend so angry, or so commanding. “Good. Almost too good! Please, take a break and calm down a bit. … Wow. I probably shouldn’t have reminded you about the lactation too. I guess there’s such a thing as too much motivation.”
Everyone was shocked by Vel’s transformation. Joanna said, “Jesus, Mom, that was frightening! You’re making me scared that you’re resentful of me being with Shawn too. Maybe I’m glad my tits aren’t that big, after all!”
Vel was now all sweetness and light. She brought her hand down and affectionately patted Angela’s head. Then she tenderly rubbed her victim’s burning ass as she replied to Joanna, “Oh no, Angel. With you it’s different. The fact is, I was a bit upset when I found out on Friday that my two children were fucking each other behind my back. Please don’t even tell me when you two started because I don’t want to know. I thought about making a big scene, but then I decided that the problem was really with me and my old attitudes. That’s why you two had to sneak around. You both need to fuck each other. It’s only right. In fact, Angel, my big tits theory says that you MUST give yourself to him. Stupid societal mores kept the facts hidden from us for far too long, but you’re hardwired to be a fuck slut for your brother. He owns your dripping, slippery slit.”
Even with Cheese’s issues, she didn’t think anything strange about Vel saying such things to her own daughter. Somehow along the way in the last two months, she’d come to accept an idea such as Shawn owning Joanna’s pussy, just as she now had no qualms with sharing in the ownership of Angela. The only thing that really bothered her was her own relative position in things.
Vel continued, “And, as I was saying earlier, Shawn serves us just as much as we serve him. He’d be neglectful of his duties as brother if he didn’t fuck his sister hard and often, just like Henrietta said he should. And that means both you and Hui Shan, since you’re both his sisters now.”
“Mom, that makes me so happy,” Joanna gushed. “I wish I could take you and hold you, and fuck you silly.”
“Don’t worry, you can do all that soon enough after Shawn gets back and our no orgasms vow comes to an end. But let me finish my spanking here. It feels so good! It’s like blowing off steam.”
CHAPTER 8
Angela’s ass heard that comment, and happily raised itself up for another round. There was puddle of pussy juice on the table top and more on the floor. But Angela’s pussy was just getting warmed up.
Vel raised her hand again, but Cheese halted her. “Wait a sec. You have the hatred, definitely, but now we need to bring back the love. Now that you’re in the mood, we don’t need the dildo any more. Take it out and pleasure her with one hand while you hurt her with the other.”
“Okay!” Vel gladly probed all around Angela’s soaking pussy. She had a thing for the way Angela’s pussy juices tasted, and she couldn’t keep herself to mere fingering. She dove her tongue in and lapped at Angela’s inner thighs for a while. But then she recalled her spanking task. She pulled her hand way back and gave Angela another hard whack.
Cheese stood by approvingly, still holding Angela’s wrists. “Good. Good.” She looked over at Hui Shan and Joanna. “You two stop frigging each other or we’ll never keep our no orgasm vows. Hui Shan, can you come over here and take over pumping Angela’s cunt? Now Vel, you’re on the right track, but you’re still missing the verbal part. Angela will love it if you constantly remind her of her slave status.”
Vel pulled her hand to the ready position, but held back from striking. “Who belongs to Shawn’s cock? Who’s the big-titted sex goddess who lives to suck and fuck his cock, any time of day or night?”
Angela hesitated to answer. “Um, pardon me, Mistress Vel, but doesn’t that apply to all of us?”
Now Vel hesitated.“Oh. Yeah. I meant you. I hadn’t thought of that. We all crave to have our holes filled with thick, meaty Shawn cock. That’s true. We all love the sensation of his delicious ropes hitting the backs of our throats and having his potent semen run down into our bellies. So really I could have been referring to any one of us. In fact, one cocksucker really isn’t enough for him. He’s such a special, cum-filled boy. He needs two or three nymphos at the minimum, all blowing him at the same time. And when it comes to fucking…”
Cheese interrupted. “Um, Vel? The spanking? You’ve drifted so far off into your Shawn fantasy that Hui Shan’s even grown bored and stopped fingerfucking her.”
“Oops. Sorry. Where was I? Oh yeah. Angela’s freakishly large tits. Take this, you cock slave!” Her hand finally came raining down onto Angela’s butt cheeks. “And take this, too, you mammary mutant!” Another blow fell hard onto Angela’s shapely ass.
Meanwhile, Hui Shan vigorously pumped into the incredibly leaky hole that was Angela’s pussy. Putting her hand below that remarkable pussy was somewhat akin to sticking it into a drinking fountain: Joanna’s juices which had been all over Hui Shan’s hand were quickly washed away by Angela’s heavier flows.
Angela immediately turned to mush all over. Her body slumped down onto the table. But that only made Vel angrier. “Lift your ass back up, you inferior cocksucker! Ooh! I like that one. Shawn owns your ass! You have no right to rest it! Pull it back up. NOW!”
Angela lifted her ass up just in time for Vel’s hand to hit it. A particularly hard smack reverberated throughout the house, causing Angela to cry out in a tremendous moan and slump back down on to the table. She was completely wiped out as another orgasm hit her. Then another. She was very multi-orgasmic.
“Keep that ass up high!” Vel barked. “Tiger needs it up there so he can shoot his torpedo into either hole! You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” Another smack. “Answer me!”
“Yes! Yes, I’d love it!” Angela’s head lolled around on the table. She was in no condition to even raise her ass again. Another climax rocked through her.
“Well, I’m sorry, but he’s going to fuck ME instead! My legs are spread wide for my son because tonight he’s going to come home and prove that he owns my pussy along with every other part of me! I’m your mistress, but Shawn is my master, and don’t you dare forget it!” Another spank.
Cheese finally let go of Angela’s limp arms and announced, “Okay, Vel, that’s enough. Any more, and you’re going to cum too. I can see you’re right on the verge. Hui Shan, why don’t you try spanking our new slave for a while? I’m thinking jealousy of Angela’s mammoth tits will work as anger motivation for any of us, even you.”
Vel sat back down on the couch, still flush. Her chest heaved wildly and her eyes still had a trace of wildness to them. “How was that?”
“Good, Vel, good. My one complaint is your name calling had a tendency to turn into fantasizing about Shawn’s cock instead. What you were saying didn’t really make much sense to the rest of us. That kind of thing is understandable considering what’s going to happen tonight, but obviously you don’t want to be doing it in future spankings. Okay? Hui Shan, your turn.”
“M’kay!” Hui Shan quickly took up the position where Vel had stood.
But Vel said, “That was all right, but could you please not ask me to do it next time? I love spankings, but it’s so much better to be on the receiving end.”
Hui Shan raised her hand. “You can pick me to do it next time. This looks like fun! Raise that ass, Angela! Smash those overly busty tits into the table!”
She spanked each of Angela’s ass cheeks then found Angela’s pussy with her other hand and let her fingers wander through her crotch and into her pussy lips. Angela’s vaginal muscles practically crushed her fingers with convulsions each time a new spanking came down.
Cheese looked on approvingly. “Good, Hui Shan. I had my doubts, but it looks like you’re a natural spanker. And Vel, I understand your preferences, but you need to be ready to help Angela if you two are the only ones at home in the middle of the day. If you find she has an emergency spanking need, just try to focus your feelings on how she secretly craves to monopolize Shawn’s attentions with her busty chest, and I’m sure you’ll do fine.”
Vel nodded.
“Okay. Now before we continue, let’s plan ahead for a second. Angela, once Hui Shan is done you’re going to clean the house for a while. For now, you’ll be buck naked. Later, we’ll get a maid’s uniform for you. You don’t really have to worry about what to wear over here, because it’ll generally be maid’s uniforms or nothing from now on. After a while, Joanna and I will take our turns spanking you as a reward, if you do a good job with your chores. I figure Shawn could be back as soon as dinner time, so you should be gone by then. Today’s not the day for him to learn that he has a true sex slave ready to serve him. Got that, slave?”
“Yes, Mistress Cheese.” It was all Angela could do to get that much out. She remained collapsed on the table top. She longed to watch Shawn fuck Vel, since she had such strong feelings about mother-son sex, but she didn’t feel it was her place to ask for favors.
“Good. We need practice being your mistresses as much as you need practice being a slave. Basically, we’re all a bunch of softies, but that won’t do. And your desire couldn’t be greater, but old habits die hard. For instance, you constantly speak out of turn. And another thing. We’re going to help you seduce your son, but you have to lay the groundwork. Starting from now on, I want you to dress provocatively around him. Since your husband has left you and it’s just the two of you living together now, there’s no reason why you shouldn’t start dressing like the sexpot you are. When you go home tonight, spend the rest of the evening dressed in sexy black underwear and nothing else. If he asks you why, tell him that now that your husband is gone, you’ve decided you just want to be lazy and dress casually. If he’s even the tiniest bit heterosexual, he’s not going to complain. Understood?”
“Yes, Mistress.” The very idea of sex with her son Adrian brought a fresh flow of cum pouring out of her pussy.
Joanna said, “Cheese, let me add something, if you don’t mind. Angela, you not only have to seduce your son, you have to improve his skills. Shawn’s six times a day diagnosis was like a gift from the gods that forced him to practice his cumming until he could fuck enough times a day to keep his whole harem satisfied. You need to get Adrian seriously masturbating, too, and thinking only of you while he’s doing it. I have an idea! Why don’t you leave a stack of nude pictures of yourself lying around?”
Cheese cut in. “Good idea, Angel, but I have an even better one. Angela, we’re setting up a series of cameras to monitor every room of this house. You should do the same, and put the computer that controls and monitors them all in Adrian’s room. Then you can strut around in the buff and fuck yourself elsewhere in any other room, knowing that he’s almost certainly watching you and cumming over and over!”
Angela sighed, and trembled with joy. “Oh, yes. You’re too good to me!”
Cheese smiled with understanding. “That’s all right. We’re full of good ideas. In fact, here’s another one: secretly install a camera in his room as well, and monitor that one from a location that his cameras won’t detect. That way, you can see how often he cums and, of course, constantly get off on watching him slosh his sticky fingers up and down his hard shaft over and over. We want to keep you cumming all day, because your huge nipples and always puffy and wet pussy lips show you clearly need it. Now, as we’ve discussed, you’ll be here all day from now on, every day, except Tuesdays.” (Vel didn’t want any distractions on her special day.) “All of us women have gotten quite good at arousing Shawn at every turn. So from now on we’ll start giving you tips during the day, and then you can try them out at night on your son. When he’s so hot for you that he thinks he’s simply going to die of frustration, that’s when we’ll help you make the next move.”
“Oh, yes, Mistress!” Angela’s head was filled with the idea of strutting around in nothing but black lace. In her mind, Adrian popped a huge boner and there was no way he could hide it. It was like he had a loaf of bread stuffed between his legs. In her fantasy, she asked, “Do you need some help with that?” and she started rubbing the penis-loaf through his pants. In fact, she knew that it would take time for her to adjust and act like that in real life, but the video scheme would help her lose her inhibitions towards him.
She started frigging herself as she lay face down on the table, but then she felt someone move her hands away and re-insert a large vibrator. It was Cheese. “There you go, Angela. Whenever you do any cleaning in this house I want to see a big vibrator rotating in your cunt at all times. And that’s an order.”
Angela just gurgled in incoherent happiness. Her mind was filled with the double whammy joy of recalling how well her new mistresses had spanked and treated her and thinking about being fucked by Adrian. It would take her quite a while before she’d be able to get off the table under her own power.
She lay there with her eyes closed, when she heard Joanna say, “I’ll bet you’re thinking of Adrian’s cock, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“As you should. But don’t just think about it. Taste it. Suck on it. Love it.” Joanna lifted Angela’s exhausted head, then opened Angela’s mouth.
The leaky slave slut opened her eyes to figure out what was going on. Just as she did, she yelped in surprise as Joanna plunged a strap-on dildo right into Angela’s gaping maw.
“Imagine this is Adrian’s cock. What do slave mommies do with their son’s cocks?”
Angela was quite groggy, but she could answer an easy question like that in her sleep, once Joanna pulled the dildo back enough for her to talk. “Uh, they live to tease out all the hot juicy sperm building up in their son’s swollen balls? Any way they can?” She paused with her lips around the dildo, but then added, as if suddenly struck with a profound insight, “Why, that’s what any mommy should do, not just slave mommies!”
“Good. Surprisingly good answer, in fact. So start sucking! And don’t be so lazy. Thrust your chest out more!”
Angela’s energy immediately revived. She sucked on the plastic cock with enthusiasm and focused all of her attention on it. So she was taken by complete surprise a few seconds later when a hard spank landed on her ass.
“Surprise!” Hui Shan giggled from behind Angela. “The Chen sisters tag team strikes again! Hee-hee!”
Hui Shan landed another hard blow on Angela’s red behind. Hui Shan was definitely showing her dominant side. She seemed to be really enjoying giving a spanking.
But Angela was enjoying the combined spanking and oral violation even more. This was the closest thing to heaven she’d ever experienced, save only the time Shawn fucked her senseless. If she’d had any doubt over her unusual slave lifestyle choice, the massive multiple orgasm that swept through her removed those doubts once and for all.
Her orgasm was actually an ejaculatory orgasm. The others watched fluid squirt out of Angela and wrongly assumed that she was so excited that she’d peed. Not even Cheese had experienced an ejaculatory orgasm before, though she’d tried to do it many times. Cheese figured she was probably in that percentage of women who weren’t able to do it.
CHAPTER 9
Cheese looked around and sized up the situation. Keeping a sex-crazy house in order actually took some time and effort, and such tasks usually fell on her shoulders.
She was pleased at the debauchery she saw, except for the fact that Vel was frigging herself and clearly getting too excited as a result. “Vel. Stop that right now and go take a shower. A COLD shower. Remember your vow and save up your orgasms for tonight.”
She turned to the others. “Hui Shan and Joanna? Nice work on Angela, but when you’re done here and Vel’s done with her shower, I want to see you both suck Vel’s nipples some more. We haven’t sucked or pumped them for a couple hours now, and that’s unacceptable. Vel wants to lactate for Shawn tonight, but all we’ve gotten so far is a couple of drops. We have to do better! … Oh. And you remember how we all agreed that it would be more fun to play with Angela’s pussy if it was bald? So don’t forget to shave her bush off at some point today, probably when you both do your own smooth little twats. Maybe you can include her in your daily afternoon cunt shaving and cunt licking ritual from now on.”
“Yes, Mother,” Hui Shan and Joanna said with the frustration in their voice as if they’d been needlessly reminded to do their homework. Then they promptly resumed spanking and fondling Angela.
Vel had meant to listen to Cheese’s instructions to go take a shower, she really did. But then she’d heard Cheese discuss lactation, and all the talk of her nipples being sucked and pumped sent her mind off into thoughts of Shawn sucking on her nipples. Her hands drifted down to her own boobs, and she spaced out completely.
Vel wasn’t paying even the slightest bit of attention to Hui Shan and Joanna playing with Angela, because her mind was on an empty chair. She was hallucinating again, and saw a fully dressed Shawn sitting in the chair in front of her. In her vision, she walked over, unzipped his fly, sat in his lap, and then impaled her pussy down onto his penis. (She liked it when Shawn wore clothes because it made her own nakedness seem that much more naughty.) There was no need for either of them to say anything, because it was just understood that she would do something sexual whenever she got near him. The only question was, how would she use his body to drive him mad with lust, and what hole would his jackhammer penis fill to similarly push her over the edge?
She sat in her chair, fondling both tits, while an orgasm quietly hit her. The fact was, this was hardly the first climax she’d had since the no orgasms vow: as much as she’d wanted to “be good,” she was far too aroused to keep such a vow for even a single day any more. Her visions of being pummeled by her son’s penis were too real and her excitement level over his return was too high to restrain herself. The slightest touch could set her off. The best she could do was delay her climaxes until the others weren’t watching.
As she imagined Shawn sucking on a nipple, groping her tits just as her own hands were, and shooting countless ropes of thick cum into her vagina, she mumbled nearly inaudibly, “Love me, Son, love me…”
Meanwhile, Cheese had stepped out to the back patio to get a breath of fresh air. She felt that everything was in order now, and she wanted to think without the ever-present scent of sex that fogged her brain.
She thought, What Vel said made me feel better, but it still isn’t the whole story. The fact is, one can easily go overboard with this whole fuck toy thing. My cunt is so insistently demanding that I can hardly think straight any more. But on the other hand, it is great to just let go and think of nothing but pleasuring others. And especially to think of coaxing a hot load out of my Sweetie’s penis and feel his jism splash all over my face. Mmmm. … The fact is, I need to learn how to let go. I still have so much room for improvement on that. But at the same time, it’s clear that I’ll have to be the responsible one. Someone has to take charge of this gang. The others couldn’t have spanked their way out of a paper bag without my advice and direction. They need me as a leader.
Maybe something like regularly spanking Angela is exactly what I need. I couldn’t deal with being in Angela’s shoes (or should I say high heels?). I can’t be at the bottom. But I can better deal with the fact that I’m helplessly enslaved to Shawn and his mouthwatering cock if I have someone else to lord over. And telling the others what to do helps my ego even more. It’s prideful and vain, I know, but it’s true. I just wish Peggy could understand everything. The pact we all made on Friday is probably the best thing to ever happen to me. I’ve found my true family. I’ve found true love, four times over. Maybe even five with Angela, if she grows into the family. If only Peggy knew the joy and love we share, she’d drop all her morality and pride to join us. I just know it.
You know what Peggy’s problem is? She isn’t true to herself. She hides behind conventional morality and won’t admit what she really wants. I need to be more honest with myself too. The fact is, if I’m in the right mood, crawling naked across the floor begging for cock can be incredibly arousing! Standing there in line on Friday and being inspected by Shawn like I was just another piece of fuck meat was damned demeaning, but God did it get my motor running! I was leaking like a … well, like a Angela! The pact we all made is a good thing. Damned good. I’m not gonna let Peggy make me second guess everything. What does she know, anyway? The idiot actually thinks she broke up with Shawn. Talk about dumb!
Cheese decided to head back to her own house and spend some time with Brad for a change. They had some hours to kill before she had to start worrying about cooking dinner for her old family, the Pestridge family, and getting ready for Shawn’s arrival after dinner.
CHAPTER 10
It was eight o’clock at night. The sun set early at this time of year in Southern California, so it was quite dark out. All five women sat around in the family office (a room at the front of the house), nervously waiting. Vel was naked except for high heels, while the others wore various skimpy lingerie outfits.
Angela considered herself lucky to be there at all. Earlier in the day, Cheese had ordered her to go home before dinner. But Angela was so sad to miss out on Shawn and Vel fucking that when the time came for her to go, she wore her most forlorn, puppy dog face. The others, all basically softies at heart, naturally caved in and let her stay. She did have to hurry home to feed her son Adrian, but now she was back.
Shawn was expected home at any time, but no one knew exactly when he would arrive. No one had remembered to get Shawn to carry a cell phone on his trip. He did call from a pay phone in Los Angeles just before the scouts started for home, but that only seemed to make the waiting and anticipation worse. There had been many arguments in the last hour over how many minutes, exactly, the drive would take, including time for dropping off the other scouts at their houses.
The tension was so thick one could cut it with a knife. Hui Shan, in an attempt to lighten the mood, said, “Is he here yet?” Then she waited a few seconds and repeated, “Is he here yet?” She paused even longer, then asked again, “Is he here yet?” She giggled a little.
Vel spun around on her high heels and glared at where Hui Shan was sitting. “Hui Shan, normally that would be very funny. But if you say that one more time, I’m going to have to kill you.”
“Geez Louise! Okey dokey, I get the picture. Boy. But if we just sit here in silence, we’re all going to go mad.”
An awkward silence ensued. Hui Shan gamely tried to fill it with the comment, “I wonder if Shawn found the picture I drew and put in his bag.” But that was hardly the first time she’d said that this weekend, and the others just ignored her.
Hui Shan was quite disappointed that her efforts to help weren’t appreciated. She was supposed to be dressed so she could go outside to greet Shawn when he arrived, but after the others ignored her, she pulled her top off to expose her breasts. She always cheered up when she was able to expose her chest.
Vel sighed and gazed out the window. Their house was quite a ways away from the street and no one ever actually walked around this neighborhood at night, but it was theoretically possible for someone to see her.
Hui Shan pointed out, “Mom, I’m all for nakedness, but do you really want any old weirdo guy to see you like that? At least sit down.”
“I don’t care! I want to be the first to see my Tiger when he comes. We’ve been waiting for nearly two hours, for fuck’s sake! He has to be here any minute. He has to!”
Cheese suggested, “Come on. That’s mad too, to stand there like that. Just sit down like the rest of us.”
Vel pondered for some moments, then said seriously, “Madness. Who’s to say I’m not mad already? Cheese, tell me. Am I crazy to want my son so badly, in a carnal way? Is this just a mad, vain attempt to recapture my youth by having an affair with a teenager?”
Cheese rolled her eyes. “Anyone who thinks Vel is crazy, but only if she actually believes that nonsense, raise your hand.”
Everyone raised their hand, even Angela, who was generally trying to remain inconspicuous.
“But Cheese,” Vel asked urgently, as she briefly turned to her friend. “I know my Tiger loves me, but am I forcing him to go farther than he wants to? Maybe he put true intercourse off for so long because deep in his heart he knows it isn’t right. Or maybe he’s not really attracted to me, and he’s just putting up with my pathetic attempts at romance. If I were him, I wouldn’t want to sleep with a thirty-seven year old hag when I could sleep with you or so many other tempting and much younger women, like all of you standing here!”
Vel stood before the window bathed in little more than the moonlight and dim mood lighting. She raised her arms up high. She lifted up her long mane of dark, straight hair and held it up for a few moments, then let it fall. Essentially, she was preening, hoping the others would find her attractive and say so.
Cheese said with a touch of worry, “Okay, if you’re so keen on being crazy, you’re officially insane now. How could you possibly even think for a microsecond that you’re not just about the most beautiful woman on the planet? And you know Shawn loves your body as well as your soul. Hell, he probably loves you in every way more than all the rest of us combined.” She didn’t actually believe this last statement, but she was laying the compliments on thick to help her friend get over her butterflies.
Vel turned and looked at Cheese with a mixture of hope and disbelief. Tears started to fall from her eyes. “Do you really mean that?”
“Of course I mean it! Help me out here, everybody. If Shawn doesn’t take one look at you the way you are right now and get the hardest erection of his life, not only is he not male, he’s not even an organic life form! Why, even granite boulders are going to get a little harder when you come near.”
The others all laughed a little and said similar things in agreement.
Vel held out her arms. Everyone but Angela rushed into her embrace for one big group hug. The nervous mother gushed, “Oh, thank you all so much! I guess I’m just fishing for compliments with my silly words because I’m so nervous! My heart is pounding, pounding, pounding. Of course I know he loves me in every way, but I’m just so tense and uncertain. Am I going to be good enough for him? What if I’m a big disappointment in bed?”
Cheese’s face was now inches from Vel’s. She looked her in the eye, and said, “You’re fine, already! How many times have you asked that this evening? I taught you all kinds of special tricks, didn’t I? Did I not show you how to squeeze your cunt muscles just like I do? Are you not as ready as you’ll ever be to finally deep throat him? I taught you breathing exercises, endurance techniques, penis stimulation tricks, anal sex secrets - heck, you’ve just about tapped me out of everything I know. You can’t possibly be a more ready or perfect lover for him. So stop talking nonsense and just relax. It’ll be great!”
Cheese was glad and gratified she could help, but she couldn’t help but grumble in her mind, I must be the truly crazy one for giving away all those secrets. Grr. I just can’t say no to her, though. She’s just too innocent and loving and emotionally worked up. But it’s also crazy to be a member of this harem, sitting here, like I’m waiting for the sultan to come back from a great military victory. Yet I can peer through my sexual fog enough to see that he’s just a not so unusual teen coming back from an ordinary hiking trip. But I started this whole thing, harem included. I’ve made my bed, and I’m going to lie in it. I have to quit second guessing the pact we all made already!
The others broke away so Vel and Cheese could share a more intimate hug. “Oh, Cheese, what would I do without you? You’re the best friend I could ever possibly have in this life. I know how much it meant to you to keep those techniques secret so you could please him in extra special ways. But you shared your best secrets with me, because you love me. I appreciate it so much. I promise I’ll find a way to return the favor.” They hugged and kissed some more.
Cheese blushed with unusual modesty, very pleased. “Aww, it was nothing.”
Vel got quite serious as she wiped away more tears. “Promise me that no matter what happens, we’ll always be best friends. You have to swear on it.”
Cheese replied with deep, genuine feeling, “Vel, I’m not going to promise that, because we aren’t best friends any more. We’re so much more. We’re sisters now. Once you become a sister you can’t really ever undo it, so I’m afraid you’re stuck with me for life.”
This only caused Vel to cry more, as she was overwhelmed with intense emotion. But Cheese stopped her quickly. “Vel? Sister? Think about what you’re doing. If you cry, your eyes are going to look all red. You don’t want to look like that when he arrives, do you?”
“Oh dear God! No!” She stopped crying immediately and frantically wiped away her tears.
Cheese suggested, “Quick, someone tell a joke.”
Hui Shan piped up. “At the risk of my own death, I’m going to say it: is he here yet?”
That was just the right thing to say, this time. Everyone broke out into hearty laughter.
More hugs ensued. Vel smiled and said, “Oh, you’re all so great. I love each and every one of you.” She turned to Angela, who purposely sat a small distance apart from everyone else. “Even you, Angela. You may not be family yet, but I hope someday you will be. I may have felt some ill will for you, maybe a little jealousy about your unnaturally massive boobs, but that’s all in the past now. I think Shawn’s harem really is a natural kind of extended family, even though we may not even know each other yet. We should all stick together and help each other.”
“Oh, thank you so much, Mistress Vel! I’m truly not worthy to even think of someday being part of the great Chen family. But I agree about helping each other. If we all stick together as a team, we can make sure that Shawn will always be loved and cared for and his penis will stay just as hard and constantly…”
She was cut off with a shriek from Hui Shan. “Wait! Hold on! Yes!” Hui Shan jumped up and down. “The van! It’s here! Shawn is back!”
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Great story - finally finish reading after a few mths… How come never continued ha…. anybody any idea where did the treadstarter went??
Bro, your story is wonderful. My best erotic story line reading so far. Keep the story flowing. Can’t wait to continue. Cheers!
Finally have caught up with the latest chapter after 4 months of reading. What happened to Shawieboy…
Cunt wait to read the latest ….. Please continue with the storey
sorry for the delay… been super busy trying to adjust to my new job so have not been posting.. since so many bro pmed me asking me to continue here it is…
CHAPTER 1 (Sunday, Nov. 24)
At around eight o’clock in the evening, the long-awaited Boy Scout van finally dropped Shawn off in front of the house. Shawn’s anticipation and frustration had been building all weekend, but tensions rose to unbearable levels on the ride back home from Los Angeles. His penis seemed to get harder and harder as time went on, and he had to keep his hands over his lap to keep the other scouts from noticing. Naturally, the van got stuck in a big traffic jam. And when the scoutmasters began dropping other scouts off at their houses before him, Shawn thought he would go mad. He contemplated feigning sickness or hopping out and calling a cab, but in the end he endured the wait.
Now it was all over. The long wait to fuck his mother that had really started months earlier was finally at an end. He stood in his own driveway with his backpack in hand, awed by the enormity of the occasion.
The only reason he didn’t run straight in was because his heart was already pounding so hard and fast that he seriously worried that he was on the brink of a medical disaster. He counted to ten to calm himself, and then began to slowly walk towards the house on unsteady legs.
He hadn’t gotten far when Hui Shan and Joanna opened the front door. They were the epitome of youthful enthusiasm as they giggled, squealed, and waved. The two of them, plus Vel and Cheese, had all been waiting anxiously by the front window all evening, looking for any sight of the van. As soon as it appeared, Vel let out a scream of excitement and took off to her bedroom to prepare herself. Cheese went along as an assistant, to make sure that everything was perfect. Hui Shan and Joanna were at the front door because they were so extremely ecstatic to see Shawn, but also to serve as a distraction so Vel would have time to get ready.
A massive smile spread across Shawn’s face as soon as he saw Hui Shan and Joanna open the door and stand underneath the bright porch light. They would have run out to him except for the fact that they wore scandalously skimpy outfits, so he ran to them instead. He threw his pack on the ground as he neared the door and leapt into their arms.
A tremendous three-way hug ensued. Each of them seemed to be trying to squeeze the other two to death. Shawn was dirty and sweaty from hours of hiking, but the girls didn’t mind at all. As the hug went on, he looked from face to face and exclaimed, “It’s so good to see you! But what’s with all the crying? I’ve only been gone two frigging days!”
“Hey!” Joanna replied as tears of joy poured down her cheeks, “You’re crying too, buster!”
“Am I?” He felt his cheeks and realized he was. He smiled and hugged while Hui Shan and Joanna repeatedly yelled, “Brother!” He said their names over and over.
The hugging soon turned to kissing and tit-fondling. But none of them were satisfied to have to feel through clothes, so Hui Shan paused and tore her T-shirt over her head, while Joanna unbuttoned her blouse. Then everyone went after everyone else even more aggressively. Joanna practically tore Shawn’s shorts zipper off, and wasn’t happy until she had Shawn’s erect penis firmly in hand.
At that point, Hui Shan realized it probably wasn’t a very good thing to be standing outside under a porch light wearing nothing above her waist, not to mention that there was no mistaking the rapid jerking motions her bare breasted sister had started making with her hand over Shawn’s crotch. She felt obliged to play the responsible one (since Joanna wasn’t) and pulled the whole hug-tangle back into the house.
Cheese came back downstairs just as Hui Shan was closing the front door. She stopped at the foot of the stairs and simply cried out “Sweetie!”
Shawn turned her way and smiled as he saw her, because she was such a predictable and arousing sight. She naturally stopped to peen and pose - she never missed an opportunity to show off her sexy outfits and even sexier body. Not surprisingly, her outfit stretched the very definition of the word “clothing,” consisting of just high-heeled shoes and a black dress so thin and transparent that one could pick out every one of the very few blemishes on her skin. It was tight as a body suit. She held her arms up around her head, knowing that Shawn loved that pose, then rushed the rest of the way to him andj.
Shawn frantically kissed from face to face in the group hug for about half a minute. There was only one thing that bothered him: he felt like asking who they were more happy to see, Shawn or Shawn Junior, since all three females had at least one hand on his massively erect penis or swollen balls. But he didn’t want to complain about the great stroking sensations they gave him since he’d missed it so much all weekend. Nevertheless, he eventually managed to pull away from the others’ lips (no easy task!) long enough to ask, “Where’s Mom?”
As soon as Cheese answered, “She’s upstairs,” he began to disengage from the group completely. Again, that was no easy task. Groans followed all around.
Hui Shan had just gotten on her knees, cleared Shawn’s penis of two fists pumping in tandem, and swallowed his twitching fuck stick far down into her mouth. She could already taste the pre-cum on her lips and the taste only made her want more. But she reluctantly gave it up and stood back up. She pouted sadly, her eyes wide and pleading.
He said with a twinge of regret, “Sorry, everyone, it’s so great to see you all, but someone’s waiting for me.”
He’d almost freed himself, but Hui Shan held on to his wrist with a strong grip. “Hey, wait a sec, Brother. Did you find the picture I left you in your bag? Did you? Did you?”
“Yes I did, Hui Shan. That kept me going all weekend. But let’s talk about it later. I’ve got to go!” He planted a quick kiss on her lips and once again started to head to the stairs.
“How was your hike?” Hui Shan asked.
Cheese happily noted while caressing his face with the tips of her fingers, “I see your bruises and black eye are gone!”
“Later! Later!”
Hui Shan reluctantly let him go.
The group “hug” had greatly calmed his nerves and eased his tension, so he wasn’t so shaky that he couldn’t run anymore. He bolted for the stairs as fast as he could, then practically flew up them. He didn’t think to stuff his penis back in his shorts, and it bounced wildly as he ran.
Cheese, Hui Shan, and Joanna remained connected to each other in a loose hug as they watched him go. “Oh poo,” Cheese pouted. She still ran her hands all over herself and her thin, silky body suit, but it wasn’t nearly as good as if the hands were Shawn’s. “That was so brief. Now we probably won’t see him till morning. Damn. But it’s so good to see him again, don’t you think, girls?”
“Yes!” Joanna agreed. “I was sooooo worried he’d get hurt or sick. … We kind of overdid the greeting though, didn’t we? We were practically about to gang-rape him there.”
Cheese conceded, “Yes. A tad. We overdid it a little.” But she wasn’t paying much attention. She just stared up the stairs at the spot where she’d seen him disappear down the upstairs hallway.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Shawn ran down the hallway to Vel’s master bedroom at the end of the hall. He could tell by the lights that she had to be in there (dozens of candles were lit all over the room, creating a warm and enchanting glow, much like the lighting when Shawn first fucked Hui Shan).
He paused only a fraction of a second to confirm his guess that Vel would be lying naked on her large bed, then he shouted, “MOM!” and kept running on in. He threw himself on her.
“Oh, Mom!”
“Oh, Son!”
That may have sounded corny, but there was no need to say any more. Their lips locked and an electric excitement tore through them as they kissed and groped each other with a deep passion.
In mid-kiss Shawn realized one small problem: in his hurry to get upstairs, he’d forgotten to take off any of his clothes. Vel was buck naked and ready to fuck, and his penis was already sticking through his shorts and lying on her bush. But it wouldn’t do to fuck through a zipper. He shucked off his shoes, socks, and shorts, but didn’t bother with his T-shirt for the moment.