CHAPTER 13 (Wednesday, Oct. 17)
When Shawn woke up the next morning he found his mother’s mouth already wrapped around his penis. “I’ve come up with a new design for an alarm clock,” she whispered in the darkness. “Do you like it? I call it the ‘cock hungry mother.’”
She’d kicked the sheets completely off of the bed. She lay on top of his lower half, and her whole body went up and down over him as if she was doing push ups on top of him. Again she was topless, and at every downstroke where she nearly swallowed all of his penis, her tits pushed down onto the tops of his legs.
Halfway through her tongue-vacuuming of his crotch, they heard Joanna open her door across the hall and walk a few feet down the hallway and into the bathroom, but that didn’t even slow down Vel’s not-so-quiet tonguing.
Shawn thought to himself, Dang. Now that she’s started, it seems she literally can’t get enough of my penis! Not that I’m complaining, but who’d have figured my mother to act like this? Damn! Fuck yeah! Every morning, to wake up like this. I’m in heaven. Heaven!
She got up and put her robe back on. “Let’s hurry up and eat breakfast, so we’ll have time to play some more before you go to school. I think you know what I mean by playing.” She licked her lips seductively, her tongue making a complete circle around her mouth.
She went out his door, looking both ways down the hall to make sure Joanna didn’t catch her.
Vel and Joanna both wore robes again for breakfast, and again they had considerable “difficulty” keeping them closed.
Vel in particular was way more uninhibited than she’d been the morning before, which wasn’t surprising given all that had happened since then. She sat in the chair next to Shawn, slouching down in it so her ass hung nearly off the edge of the seat. That allowed her to open her knees and present him her thick bush to him as if on a silver platter.
As Shawn finished his breakfast, she teased him in a husky voice, “Is there anything else you’d like to eat?”
“No, I’m good for now,” he managed to croak out in an unsteady voice, staring at her hair pie.
“That’s too bad.” She smiled, reached out and began blatantly stroking his penis through his shorts. “You know, a growing boy like you has a big appetite. You’ve been growing a lot lately - growing hard!”
Joanna was in complete shock. She’d expected another morning of teasing like yesterday’s, but clearly something had happened between mother and son in the meantime, and she didn’t know what. Vel for her part knew she shouldn’t be touching his crotch with Joanna right there, but she simply couldn’t resist.
Vel squeezed the tip of his penis through the fabric as she said this, and he nearly came right then in his pants like he did yesterday morning. Joanna couldn’t see her mother’s hand on her brother’s prick because the table was in the way, but from the way Vel leaned forward, swaying her jiggling boobs, and the way Vel’s arm moved, she knew full well what was happening. In fact, she found herself strangely turned on just from the sight of her turned on mother, something that had been happening a lot in the last couple of days. Vel’s robe was now mostly on her chair and on the floor.
Vel would have loved to suck Shawn off then and there if it hadn’t been for Joanna sitting nearby. She asked, irritated, “Angel, don’t you have to take a shower or something?”
Joanna herself was irritated at her mother. “I do, but I don’t appreciate getting kicked out of the kitchen. What’s gotten into you? You’re acting so strange. I can see what you’re doing, you know. Did something happen between you and Shawn last night?”
Vel sighed in fond remembrance. “Yes. Something happened all of yesterday, in fact. I decided that it’s best that I personally take care of Shawn’s masturbation problem.” She still had her hand on Shawn’s bulge, and gave it another squeeze. “Oh yes! I’m helping him out in a very direct way.”
She was tempted even more to start stroking him right there, but restrained herself because of Joanna, and continued to merely hold the bulge. Even just holding it, she found herself rhythmically squeezing it through the shorts.
“Brother, what is Mom talking about?” Joanna asked with great concern.
“Mom is helping me out just like Cheese is, now. Her mouth, her hands. Everything. It’s so great!” He closed his eyes and exulted in his glorious memories from yesterday.
Vel also closed her eyes in ecstasy. “Oh yes, Angel. Your mother is sucking your brother’s, er, member. And she loves it!”
Joanna cried, “MoooOOOooom! How could you? How could you?”
Joanna wasn’t upset about the incestuous aspect - far from it. Instead, she thought, If Mom is giving Shawn hand jobs and blow jobs now, he’s not gonna pay any attention to me any more. I’m sitting here with my tits hanging out of this robe, and he hardly notices! What the hell am I going to do? If I get naked and he doesn’t notice me, what more can I do?
Vel had nothing to say in response, but just stared at Shawn’s crotch like a crazed and starving animal. She was tired of having to stroke through his shorts and began unzipping his fly.
Shawn saw trouble brewing between his mother and sister, so he said, “I’m going to take a shower now. That’ll give us all time to calm down a little bit.” He got up and left.
Vel somewhat came to after Shawn walked away. Her hands were trembling again, and she felt suddenly ashamed in front of her daughter. She bowed her head so she wouldn’t have to look Joanna in the eye, and went to the kitchen to fix herself a cup of coffee.
She said from the other room, “Angel, please forgive my behavior. I don’t know what’s gotten into me. When I get close to him, I… I can’t explain it. But if you only knew how good it feels!”
Joanna still seethed at her mother, but she mostly held her tongue, merely saying, “Don’t ‘Angel’ me! I’m going to go take my shower too.” But right as she walked up the stairs and out of earshot, she added, “If it feels so good, maybe I should try it out too.”
That doubled Vel’s guilt. She nearly felt like crying. I’m corrupting my whole family. I’m so awful! But there was still an erotic buzz running through her that stopped her from fully giving in to her guilty feelings.
The Chen house had two bathrooms with showers. One came off of Vel’s master bedroom, and the other was across from Shawn’s room and next to Joanna’s room. Both the kids normally used that one, but when they both had to rush to school, one of them, usually Joanna, sometimes was forced to use Vel’s shower.
So that’s what Vel assumed when Joanna said she had to shower. But Joanna went to her room, and took off her robe and the hair band on her head. She planned to get naked in the same shower as Shawn and at least temporarily lure him away from Vel. At the last minute she threw on a shirt in case she was seen coming or going in the hallway, then knocked on the door of the bathroom Shawn was in.
“Hey, Big Brother, I’m coming in,” she said before he could respond to the knock, and closed the door behind her.
Shawn was in the middle of trying to quickly masturbate himself in the ten minutes or so he had to shower. But he’d only just started on his penis when his sister came in.
“Sis, is that you? What are you doing in here?” he said anxiously. She peered through the opaque shower curtain, but then boldly drew it back, and got her first full view of his naked butt.
Shawn turned his head around, his hand still on his hard shaft, and looked at his sister. She was wearing nothing but a long sleeved white shirt she was planning on wearing to school. Shawn could see by the way it was unbuttoned that she was wearing nothing underneath.
At first she didn’t respond to his question, but she finally said, “I have to take a shower. Mind if I join you?”
“Whoa!” Shawn exclaimed. He rotated his upper torso towards her and in so doing accidentally turned the shower nozzle he was holding in his other hand towards him as well. Before he knew what was happening, he covered almost all of her with water from the showerhead. “Joanna, what are you thinking? You’re my sister!”
“Oh Shawn,” Joanna said with delight and in a sensual tone of voice, “you’re making me all wet!” She was even more delighted when she looked down at herself and saw how transparent the water had made her shirt.
Now Shawn could see all of her hairy pussy quite clearly, and not just the part visible in the crack between the flaps of the shirt.
“Don’t say that!” he protested.
“But isn’t it true? That you’ve made me wet? You don’t know how true that is, Big Brother, how you’re making me wet lately. But everybody’s having fun with you but me. You say I’m your sister, but what about you and Mom? That relationship doesn’t seem to be slowing you two down.”
Then, acting coy, she placed her hands over a bit of her boobs, making sure not to cover her nipples, and asked, “You’re not looking at my naked body, are you?”
“Um, no… Well yes…” Shawn was so nervous that he accidentally turned and hit his sister with more water. He put the shower nozzle back on its hook and finally took his hand off of his penis. Then he saw how lewdly his rod poked out towards his sister, and he immediately covered it up with both hands. “Um, never mind about me. You’re not supposed to be here! What about the other shower?!?”
“I like this one better,” Joanna said, and she lifted up a leg and placed it on the edge of the bathtub that Shawn was in. The unbuttoned shirt opened wide as her hips spread, and Shawn got a completely unimpeded view of her bush. “Mom left you hanging there at breakfast. You want me to finish what she started and make you feel all better?”
“Wait! Wait!” Shawn exclaimed in a quiet but insistent voice. “You can’t come in any closer! What about Mom? She’ll totally know!”
She placed one foot fully into the bathtub and put a hand on his hip. “Not if we’re quiet. Or, what if you just let me watch what you’re doing, from here?”
“But if she comes down the hallway to check on us, she’ll be expecting to hear the sound of two showers running. It’s too risky!”
“Damn. I hadn’t thought of that. Okay, Bro, I’ll go, if you promise that we can finish what we started here later.”
“Joanna, do you realize what that means? Brothers and sisters aren’t supposed to…”
She interrupted him. “Hey, I’m just trying to help out your medical condition. How can you say that after what you’ve been doing with Mom? I just want to help like Vel and Cheese are helping. Do you want some doctor approved stimulation from me or what?”
“Okay. Shit. How can I say no when you look like that?”
“Alright, I’ll go now. But think of me when you do your thing.” She grabbed a big towel, wrapped it around her, and returned to her room to dry off.
To be continue later……
CHAPTER 14
Shawn redoubled his actions on his penis. But less than two minutes later, right as he was about to shoot his seed, he heard another knock.
His mother yelled through the door, “Shawn, come out of there this instant! You’re running late!”
“But I just got in,” he protested, but it was no good. The sudden fear of getting caught caused him to lose his momentum. He stepped back out of the shower, even though he hadn’t even touched a bar of soap or the shampoo.
What a close call to getting caught that was! he realized. What if she’d come by when Joanna was in here? She might be furious like a jealous lover.
He turned off the water and spent a minute or two trying to dry up the puddles of water he’d left on the bathroom floor and even the sink and mirror when he’d let the shower nozzle spray everywhere.
In actual fact, Shawn wasn’t running late and could have stayed in the shower another five minutes, but Vel wanted another taste of his penis before he left for school. She figured that if he was masturbating in the shower, he was needlessly wasting his seed down the shower drain, seed that belonged in her mouth. Knowing that her children didn’t wear watches, she cleverly moved the clock in the kitchen forward ten minutes, so in a couple of minutes both kids rushed to the front door and made to leave.
Right as they were about to step out and ride bikes to school together, Vel held her son back by asking, “Tiger, I just remembered something. Can you help me with a quick errand?”
“Sure. See you later, Sis!” Joanna walked out to the garage and grabbed her bike. She was suspicious about the “errand” but had to leave. Staring from the front window, Vel patiently watched her daughter bike away. The instant the bike was out of sight, Vel completely undid the sash on her robe and let it fall to the floor. She turned her nude body towards Shawn.
“What’s the errand, Mom?” Shawn asked as he struggled to look up and into her face. “What are you looking at out there?”
“Oh, the errand is real easy,” she said with a big smile. “All you have to do is pull down your shorts and I’ll take care of the rest.”
She kneeled down, and began attacking the zipper on his shorts with a passion. His seemingly always erect penis sprung out and she gaped in new wonder at the size of it. She wrapped her hands around it like her life depended on it. She panted, and thought, Oh God. Oh God. It’s gonna go in my mouth! I can’t wait!
“Mom!” he cried. “What are you thinking? School starts in less than ten minutes!”
“Give me five, and I’ll drive you there in another five,” she said. “Mmm. It looks soooo good!” It normally took ten minutes of biking or less than five of driving to reach the school.
Hearing no protest, she added, “We shouldn’t make this a regular habit, but I’m feeling suddenly concerned that maybe your penis developed a very abnormal shape overnight, and I didn’t check it properly when I woke you up this morning.” They both laughed.
Vel ended up using the extra ten minutes she’d given herself by moving the clock to play with Shawn’s penis. Then she kept on rubbing and sucking for another five, making him late. The only reason he didn’t stay longer was because he finally gave up his load down her throat.
She asked him as she fondled her tits provocatively while still on her knees below him, “Are you sure you need a ride to school? Or would you rather call in sick? I think that would be best. Your penis is very ill, and I’m going to have to give it a lot of close personal care all day long. With my mouth, of course! Let me stick it in again and rub my tongue all over your lovely thing!”
“You know I’d love that mom, but I really have to go. I’ve got a big test in second period that I shouldn’t miss, for one thing. But I wouldn’t care about that except I wouldn’t be much fun anyways. My penis needs a big break. It feels so good but it hurts so bad right now. But I’ll count the minutes until I get back.”
“I will too, Tiger! I will too! By the way, who’s your favorite cocksucker now, my darling boy?”
Shawn put on a thoughtful expression, as if weighing the plusses and minuses of Vel and Cheese’s techniques.
Vel stopped him. “Wait! Don’t answer that question. I’m sorry, that’s not polite. I wasn’t thinking.” She knew that if he was being honest Cheese must be better, with her years of experience, and she didn’t want to hear that.
But he answered anyways. “Mom, I don’t think it’s fair to compare you and Cheese. You’re both so great. But one thing I know is that this has made me love you even more than before.”
“Tiger!” she said excitedly. “Me too! Me too! Cheese was so right about that, too!”
She stood up and kissed him all over the face. He thought for sure she would kiss him on the mouth, but she held back and squeezed him in a tight embrace instead. She rubbed her chest up and down his again, and grabbed his hands and planted them on her ass. It was remarkable he made it to school.
Needless to say, he was even more distracted at school than the day before. At one point, he actually walked smack into a pole and fell flat onto his back like some kind of cartoon character. He floundered badly on the second period test that he tried so hard to attend.
The same thoughts kept going through his head. This can’t be happening to me. Three, maybe four, of the most gorgeous women in town are all after me. Including my sister and my cock-hungry mom. It’s so improbably incredible! This is the kind of thing that happens to other people maybe somewhere far away but not actually to me. How will things ever be the same again? What’ll happen now? We can never go back; we can never have a normal relationship again. This has to end in disaster somehow. I just know it. It’s like some kind of natural law. For instance, what about jealousy? Like, are Cheese and Vel at each other’s throats right now, or is Vel happily describing all her blow jobs to her? Fucking, fucking insane! Things just can’t go on like they did yesterday. For one thing, there’s no way I could handle that much intensity. But God, how I love it! I can’t stop. I’m like a car crash in slow motion, but I can’t stop.
His history teacher Peggy Lee had another concerned talk with him at the end of her class. He promised he would do better tomorrow. However, she didn’t feel like she really got through to him.
Ms. Lee was in a real fix. She had been really turned on by her conversation with Shawn the day before. She thought repeatedly about the idea that Shawn had to orgasm six times a day for medical reasons, and was distracted even as she taught her classes.
It practically begs that I help him get an orgasm every day for lunch! It wouldn’t really be having an affair with a student. After all, I have my boyfriend, and Shawn seems like he’s pretty wrapped up with Cheese, and I can’t compete with her beauty or style. But I could realize all of my student sex fantasies with my very favorite student! And I can certainly tell that he wants it too. He’s had a crush on me forever, and it was so cute yesterday the way he blushed when I asked why he gets particularly horny in my class. It’s because he’s thinking about me - I just know it.
But how do I get this thing started? I can’t just walk up to him and say, ‘Hey, I’d like to give you head every day.’ Actually, if I said that to the Shawn of a few weeks ago, that would have completely destroyed his cute little mind. But it sounds like Cheese is giving him a thorough sexual education. He may be quite the sexy little stud by the time I get my hands on him. That is, if I get my hands on him. And reading between the lines, I gather that nurse he was talking about may be giving him a hand as well. In fact, the whole medical thing sounds like some kind of scam, but why should I care?
The way he was so bashful and shy was so cute, but it seems he’s changing daily. He’s becoming a teenaged Don Juan. Once he gets his head out of the clouds and realizes what he has going for him, it’s going to be scary how the girls will come running. But I’m not the kind of woman to actually do anything with him. For one thing, I’ve never been unfaithful to any boyfriend. And a teacher doing that with a student would be so wrong. It would get me fired, if we were caught. I just can’t do it!
She found herself thinking about his problem more and more. But she found nothing but frustration.
That soon would be Shawn’s lot as well: frustration. Even as he sat in Ms. Lee’s fourth period class thinking about his mother, an event happened back at home which changed everything.
end of part 4…
More to come…
CHAPTER 1 (Wednesday, Oct. 16)
Vel lay on her bed and masturbated as she thought about her son Shawn. I’ve turned into a complete slut, and I don’t care! This whole thing about boundaries - that’s fine and dandy for Cheese maybe, but I don’t give a flying fuck! I can’t wait till he gets back home from school. I suppose I’ll have to share since today is supposed to be Cheese’s day to be alone with him… Share his sweet, ripe, full, hard fuck rod! I suppose it’s only fair to share. But I’m going to seduce him and get him to fuck me, and soon! I may go to Hell for it, but I don’t care! And I know he wants it too. He’s gonna fuck me in every room of the house, on every piece of furniture! And then we’ll do it outside, and in public places. Glass elevators! He’ll slam me against the glass in a high building, and everyone will watch from below! And then Cheese and I will fuck him together! We’ll make a fuck sandwich! And then I’ll fuck her! I’ll go sixty-nine with my best friend! And then we’ll all take turns fucking and licking Joanna, and we’ll have one big fuckfest! We’ll have a fucking orgy, and then we’ll serve Hui Shan’s sweet fucking pie for desert! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
She sat up in bed and her hair flew in every direction as she completely abandoned herself in an orgasmic frenzy. She finally vocalized her thoughts, and the cry “Fuuuuck meeeee!” echoed throughout the house as she had a powerful climax. The sight of her huge tits bouncing up into the air would have been enough to turn any gay man straight, had anybody been lucky enough to watch.
After she came down from her orgasmic high, Vel felt quite depressed. This keeps happening to me, she thought in a completely different mindset. I get lost in an erotic fantasy about Shawn, and then I completely regret it and take it all back, but only after I orgasm. And then I do it again. Since he left for school today I’ve masturbated three times already. I’m totally obsessed. These thoughts I’m having are too disturbing. I went way overboard with Shawn yesterday and this morning too. If there was any line of moderation, where one could actually dispassionately suck another person’s penis, I think I’ve blown past it already. Yesterday was just the icing on the cake. And I had more sexual dreams of Shawn last night. Crazy, weird, extremely erotic dreams. This latest fantasy, even thinking about Joanna - it’s way beyond the pale. This has to stop! I feel so dirty I literally should be flogged with whips to punish my evil thoughts. Only problem is, I’d probably enjoy it, ha ha. But her laughter was ironic.
She realized that it was as if a dam had broken in her mind. She had been sexually repressed for too long, and now it was all coming out, and Shawn was the only target.
She decided, The only thing I can do, and what I have to do, is take a short vacation. I’ve got to get out of here before Shawn gets home in a few hours. I need to spend the rest of the day away somewhere else to give myself a chance to cool down. As it is now, I’m on the verge of losing all control. Actually, I’ve lost control already and have to get it back. In the state I’m in, if I were to see him again, I don’t know if I’d have the control to not just shout out, “Fuck me until I pass out!”
She was trying to decide when and where she should go or if she should just stay home and succumb to her desires when the phone rang.
She picked it up. “Hello?” She recognized the voice on the other line. Damn, it’s my husband! “Oh, hi darling!” she said in a falsely happy tone. Suddenly a whole wave of emotions washed over her. In the past couple weeks she’d almost completely forgotten that she even had a husband, and now she felt intensely guilty. How could I be such a bad wife? I’ve been cheating on him. He didn’t do anything to deserve the way I’ve been behaving!
They talked for a few minutes. The big news was, Ron would return home in a few days. It was Wednesday, and he would come back from his job in Asia on Saturday morning. He said he would be staying at home for twelve days before he returned. That was longer than usual for this time of year. He usually tried to come home on the Christmas holiday and spend a couple weeks then, plus one or two visits of a week or less at other times of year. But apparently he wasn’t sure if he could make the holidays this year, so he chose to take more time now.
Vel hung up the phone and cried. She cried until it seemed she had no more tears to cry. Then she got up and put on her old, conservative clothes - bra, panties, and all. This is a sign from God, she said to herself. This is God’s way of saying I have fallen, and I have to get back on track. I had my fun with Shawn, but that’s all over now. God is forgiving - he can forgive me for my heinous sins if I truly repent. I just have to hold out for three days, and then once my husband Ron is here, I have two weeks to cool down and straighten out my life. If Cheese wants to keep pleasuring Shawn, that’s her business, but not in my house, and not at all while Ron is in town!
I’ve just seen the abyss of utter sexual depravity, and I’ve stepped back from the edge. Yesterday I was so close to going all the way with my own son. I would have gladly spread my legs for him if it weren’t for that face he made that scared me and kept me from doing something horrible. I just don’t have the self-control to maintain the proper boundaries. So as good as all this has felt, this can’t go on! It’s just too wrong!
Either that, or I could lay here and masturbate myself again. Maybe just one last time, for old time’s sake. It’s not like I’d hurt anybody else with a little self-pleasure… No! I have to stop! I need to tell everyone how things are going to be from now on before I change my mind. She picked up the phone and called Cheese.
When Shawn got home that afternoon, he found both Cheese and Vel waiting for him with their arms crossed, and cross expressions on their faces. Both of them were dressed very conservatively. Uh-oh - this is not good! he thought. It was quite a come-down from his expectation of receiving a mind-blowing orgasm or orgasms from either one of two incredibly gorgeous women as soon as he got home.
They both immediately verbally launched into him, as if he was the root of all evil. Cheese had come over to Vel’s as soon as she was called, and Vel told her everything. Normally Cheese would have gotten off at the hot description of Vel nearly having sex with her son, but the way it was framed, she got righteously angry at Shawn instead. Vel was so passionately anguished that Cheese didn’t even try to talk her out of it, but instead found herself swayed. By the time Shawn came home, Cheese was nearly convinced that her entire “six times a day” scheme was completely despicable. She almost felt like confessing her own role in making the whole thing up, but she realized that there was no way she could ever explain that to Vel and keep her friendship, no matter what happened.
By the time the two were done lecturing Shawn that afternoon, he felt like total shit as well. He felt like a giant balloon that had been punctured and turned into a tiny, pathetic, and completely worthless little scrap of plastic. He imagined that his penis would feel much like that as well for a good time to come.
Joanna missed most everything because she happened to come home late that day. By the time they got around to lecturing her, most of their furor was gone. Plus, there wasn’t much that she’d actually done wrong (that they knew of) they could berate her about, aside from generally acting too provocative around Shawn. She didn’t really understand what the hubbub was about, since no one wanted to tell her the details of much of anything. So she said, “But mom, I’ve kinda liked wearing more casual clothing around the house. It’s soooo hot lately! Can’t I keep doing that?”
“I suppose you can,” Vel conceded, “but only within limits, and only until your father gets home on Saturday. Hopefully it will be cooler by then.” In more ways than one, Vel thought worriedly. “Is that clear? But don’t let me catch you without underwear any more. Our ’no panties’ so-called bet is over. Period.”
CHAPTER 2 (Wednesday - Thursday, Oct. 16-17)
A new, sober mood settled over the Chen house. It reflected in what happened when Hui Shan came over that afternoon. Vel and Cheese were commiserating in the kitchen while Joanna and Shawn were reading in the living room when Hui Shan burst in the front door. She was her usual cheery self. “Hi guys!” she said to the Chen children as she skipped into the room.
Her cheeriness died as she looked at the others. Shawn and Joanna looked up at her mournfully, while Vel and Cheese walked out of the kitchen towards her in the living room and looked at her angrily.
“Gosh, did I miss something?” Hui Shan asked cluelessly. “Did somebody die?”
Her mother Cheese glared at her and said acidly, “The only thing that’s died is your sense of decency. What are you doing wearing that? You look like some kind of streetwalker.”
Hui Shan liked to wear shorts and a T-shirt most every day, and that’s more or less what she had on. Except her cut off jeans shorts were so skimpy that they exposed a good deal of ass crack in the rear. Plus her shirt was skin- tight and had a large diamond-shaped hole in it to expose her plentiful cleavage. She hadn’t learned of Vel’s change of heart yet.
She stammered, “But I thought we had the no undies thingy…”
Cheese was swept up in a puritan mood, an extremely uncharacteristic mood for her. But it wasn’t so unusual for her to be protective of Hui Shan. She barked, “Not any more. We’ll explain later. Go home and change out of those clothes this instant!”
Hui Shan bowed her head down sadly. “Yes, mom.”
Shawn just sighed at the annoying interruption of happiness. Even though half the boys at Shawn’s high school would have dropped their mouths open in shocked delight to see Hui Shan dress like that, Shawn hardly even noticed. His libido appeared to have been killed off completely.
Shawn was in a state of total remorse for the next day or two. He was a good, moral kid, and justified his taboo fantasies with the reasoning that they were just fantasies. He couldn’t actually imagine having sex with either his mother or sister, and could hardly believe his one moment of weakness where he tried to have sex with his mother. That was the one thing he felt especially guilty about now. He put blow jobs and hand jobs in a different category, justified as they were an inevitable consequence of his medical condition anyways. But now all of his ideas and rationales were thrown into doubt.
Alone in bed that evening, he found he couldn’t even get aroused to masturbate. He tried especially hard to block out all exciting thoughts of Joanna and Vel and think of safer targets like his teacher Peggy Lee, but he was too depressed to be successfully aroused really by anything.
Joanna had a completely different mindset. She had just started to get into acting out her long-held and deeply-forbidden fantasies about her brother, and didn’t take well to the new rules. After dinner Wednesday night, Joanna and Shawn continued to sit and talk to each other after Vel left the dining room and kitchen area. Joanna thought this was a perfect opportunity to tease Shawn, and began doing so. She exposed her chest to Shawn again under the thin excuse of asking his opinion about them (again). But then a few minutes later, Vel returned and caught her red-handed.
Vel walked right behind Joanna and commented sarcastically and crossly, “Angel, you’re shirt has come undone just a bit.”
In fact, Joanna had to burrow down through her conservative, highly covering clothes (worn to appease Vel) to expose herself. First she had to pull her sweater up, then she had to unbutton her blouse beneath it. Finally she was able to expose her tits and was playing with them when Vel walked in. So there was no way her shirt could have come undone by accident, even though she still wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Just a bit?” Joanna said hopefully, praying she wouldn’t be punished.
“More than a bit, Angel. I can’t believe this! Don’t play dumb with me. I know you’ll say you’re just trying to help stimulate Shawn, but these kinds of antics belong in the past. He’ll have to get by without our assistance from now on. What if you’re father was home, for goodness sake? It’s my fault for setting a bad example, so I’m not going to get as angry as I should. And please already, it’s appreciated if you wear a bra.”
Luckily Vel didn’t think to check what might be exposed under the table - she couldn’t imagine her daughter going so far as to expose herself there as well. But actually Joanna hadn’t worn any panties, and she took full advantage of that fact. Shawn had caught on, and had pretended to drop things and look under the table at his sister’s hairy pussy all through dinner - he wasn’t so distraught and guilty that he didn’t mind a nice flash of pussy. But Joanna was properly chastened, and brought the games to an end. She tried to maintain a lower profile for the time being.
That day at school, Shawn found that not only was he not distracted by sex as usual, but in fact he threw himself into schoolwork with abandon. And it was a good thing, too, because his grades had been seriously sliding recently, and college applications and big tests were coming up later in the semester.
His favorite teacher Ms. Lee pronounced herself pleased at his new demeanor, but secretly she was disappointed. Has he overcome his horniness? If so, there goes my chance to “help him out.” Maybe it’s for the best.
But then things changed a bit for the better later that afternoon. Cheese had a chance to be alone with him outside by the pool, and said, “You went a little overboard with your mother the day before yesterday, Sweetie. But, on the other hand, I think we all went overboard yesterday in the puritan direction, too. I don’t know about your mother, but when your father leaves town again in two weeks, I’d still like to continue where we left off. You still have your same medical problem, and you still need someone to give you relief, and I still want to help. So nothing’s changed with me. We just all have to be more careful about boundaries and be respectful of your mother’s wishes. And most importantly, be patient. Does that sound good?”
“Yeah, I’m very glad. Do you mean that what we did wasn’t wrong?”
“Anything that happens between two adults is fine, as long as both are okay with it, and the actions don’t hurt anyone else. And you’re already definitely an adult in my book. In fact, if it wasn’t for my son and husband, I would take you over to my house right now and suck your penis until it falls off. How would you like that?”
“You mean,” he pressed, “anything is okay so long as you don’t get caught?”
“I didn’t say that! But just as it is sometimes okay to lie, you know, white lies, sometimes even illegal or quote immoral unquote activities can be okay, and even commendable. Like revolutionaries toppling a corrupt government. It all depends on context. And in this context, your Aunt Cheese says helping you with your problem is very okay.”
That helped restore his libido. He felt he could resume his fantasies about Cheese, Vel, and Joanna, at least in theory. That very night, he tried to masturbate before sleeping and had some pleasure while he thought of Cheese. But then Vel came up in his mind and a wave of guilt destroyed his ardor.
The next day, life was surprisingly back to normal. By the time dinner rolled around, the only evidence that things had ever changed at all in recent weeks was that Joanna dressed more provocatively than she used to.
Shawn tried to masturbate once before his afternoon nap but again couldn’t stay hard for long before guilty thoughts overtook his brain. After dinner he finally took up Callist’s suggestion and looked up on the Internet what the PC muscle was. He found detailed exercises he could do to strengthen the muscle, which in turn could give him greater control over his orgasms. He started doing the exercises immediately and religiously.
CHAPTER 3 (Thursday, Oct. 17)
After doing his exercises for the first time and not even cumming at the end of it, Shawn felt adrift. He didn’t want to do his homework - things were too normal. He wandered the house and looked for something to do. He came across his mother in the kitchen, and was so bored he was going to ask her if she needed help cleaning up. But then he noticed she was bent forward as if in pain.
“Hey, Mom. Something you need help with?”
“Oh hi, Tiger. It’s just my shoulders are really sore today. It’s driving me crazy. The whole back, actually.”
Shawn walked over and took a closer look at her. Even though she was wearing her old, conservative clothes, including a blouse and big bow that tried to cover her boobs, Shawn got hard seeing her even in that. The fact that she had her arm clenched underneath her rack, making her mountainous tits stick out ever more than usual had something to do with that. As did the fact that her nipples stuck out more obviously than Shawn could ever recall seeing them. He wondered if it was just that he’d never paid much attention to that kind of thing until recently.
“Oh here. Let me help you.” Shawn moved behind her, placed both hands on her shoulders, and began rubbing. “How did you get so sore?”
Her flesh relaxed with his touch. “That feels wonderful. Cheese and I overdid it exercising today, I’m afraid.” This was partly true. Indeed, Vel burned off her sexual frustration by vigorously attacking the exercise machines. However, the reason she was bent over and panting when Shawn saw her was because she’d been daydreaming about last Tuesday, and cocksucking Shawn. She agreed to a massage mostly just to cover up her state and distract Shawn from continuing to stare at her. She felt like her nipples were going to burn right through her blouse if they didn’t poke a hole through it first.
Shawn hadn’t really given a massage before, but he could instantly tell how sore she was. “Mom. Your muscles are tight as knots. Let’s do this right. Let me give you a serious massage.”
“Well, if you insist. But remember the new rules, okay?”
They moved over to a couch. Shawn had Vel take off her stiff and formal blouse before she lay down, but she kept her bra on. He began a deep massage of her entire back. He didn’t know what he was doing, but she told him when he did something good, and soon she began to feel a whole lot better. One part of her brain worried that it wasn’t the smartest idea to have Shawn give a massage when she felt so aroused, but these worries were dissolved as her muscle tension melted in his hands.
As his hands caressed her soft yet muscular flesh, he began to think with his libido. I know I should be feeling guilty and all, but what if I can use this to get Mom back to giving me blow jobs? I have to at least try! “Mom, your bra keeps getting in the way. Don’t worry, I’m just going to undo it temporarily.”
“Okay, but promise that you’ll behave like a gentleman. Can I trust you?”
“Of course.” Vel was really sore all over, and soon she took her pants off so he could do her legs.
As the massage went on, she began to feel more and more aroused. Soon she was wishing that she hadn’t made him make any promise to behave. In actual fact, behind her new demeanor, a sexual volcano still lay underneath, which waited to be released. So after about fifteen minutes, when Shawn suggested she turn over so he could do her front, she just said, “Okay,” in a flat voice. She essentially let her mind go blank, so she wouldn’t have a conscience nagging at her.
Shawn started on the front side of her shoulders and started downward. That brought him into contact with her tits sooner rather than later. He wasn’t sure if there were even muscles in her boobs which needed a massage, but he wasn’t about to miss such an opportunity.
He put a hand on each, but all Vel said was, “Now, be careful.”
Before long, it was obvious to anyone who might have looked that the massage had turned sexual. Shawn pinched and twisted her nipples, and lovingly caressed her tits in ways that didn’t even make a pretense at a massage. But Vel kept her eyes closed and her mouth smiling.
She continued to say things like, “Oooh, right there. … Just like that.” But now she was saying it when he did something particularly arousing, instead of when he found a particularly sore muscle.
Shawn spent about ten minutes on her tits, and had been massaging for thirty minutes already. But he wasn’t used to such prolonged ministrations, and his hands were getting obviously weary. Finally, Vel said, “Shawn, you’re getting tired. Why don’t I repay the favor and massage you for a bit?”
So Shawn took off his shirt and took her place on the couch while she straddled him. Now that she was on top, she began to speak more as she worked down from his shoulders. “Tiger, maybe I’ve been going a bit too far with my new attitude. Don’t you think? Don’t you think it would be okay if we do things like give each other massages from time to time? There’s nothing wrong with that, right? It’s not like it’s sexual or anything, right?” But even as she said this, her panties were soaked with the juices from her leaking pussy. And those panties were all she wore now. The sexual aroma of her juicy, dripping pussy began to permeate the room.
Shawn said all the right things to put her at ease, and before she knew it, she’d taken off his shorts and underwear so she could continue down his body and massage his butt. Things grew even more sexual as she spent many loving minutes caressing his buttocks. “Shawn, you have such a fine ass. You should be proud. It must be all that tennis you play.”
She’d spent a long time on his ass already, so Shawn said, “Not as fine as yours, Mom. In fact, why don’t I get back to massaging you for a while, and see just how fine an ass you have?”
She hopped off of him, and said, “Okay, but are you sure you’re done with my, uh, upper chest region?” They both laughed at that euphemism.
“You’re right, mom,” he conceded. “I’m not quite sure if I’m done there.”
Vel lay down on her back and Shawn straddled her on the stomach, completely naked now. As Vel lay down she saw that he’d taken his underwear off and his penis looked very engorged. She commented with a bit of worry, “Tiger, remember your promise now, right? You’re not going to do anything you shouldn’t, right?”
Shawn agreed, even though he had no idea what was or wasn’t allowed at this point. He went at her tits with total abandon and dropped his head down to suck at her nipples while he mauled the unoccupied tit with his free hand. His engorged penis pressed into her belly. A drop of pre-cum formed at the tip of his penis and slowly drooled onto her skin.
“That’s right,” Vel said excitedly. “Suck your mommy’s titties. Give them a good suck, just like a little baby!” She moaned loudly and repeatedly.
Shawn meanwhile had one hand on his pre-cum slickened penis, and he pressed it into her stomach. It was hot and burned into her skin, though the sensation was more mental than a reflection of its actual temperature and wetness. Since Shawn had his face in her chest, he could move the rest of his body further down. Shawn pulled Vel’s panties off, without any complaint from her. Then his penis slowly worked its way down her stomach and abdomen until it lay right above her bush.
The aroma from her juicy wet pussy made its way to Shawn’s nostrils and aroused him even more, if that was possible. He moved a little further down and the glans of his penis actually touched the distended and engorged lips of her now incredibly wet pussy.
That suddenly made her nervous. “Shawn, just what do you think you’re doing? Tiger? Please don’t put your big, fat thing in Mommy! That would be so very, very naughty!”
Shawn wasn’t sure if she was being encouraging or discouraging - her words and demeanor sent out a very mixed message, as she only used terms like “big, fat thing” and “Mommy” to further turn him on. Maybe even she wasn’t sure if she wanted him to stop or not.
But it became a moot point, because her words excited Shawn so much that he suddenly lost all control. He sat up and put both hands on his penis in a desperate attempt to stop an impending orgasm, but it was no good. His cum shot out in torrents right at her bush from mere inches away. Ropes of cum spurted out with tremendous force and splattered all over Vel’s body. This obviously further excited the already very excited Vel, and she had an orgasm of her own.
By the time Shawn was done, it seemed as if Vel laid lying in a pool of his cum. His semen was on her stomach, lower abdomen, and thighs from his last ropes as he’d pulled away. But most of it was on her bush, and in fact he practically couldn’t see any of her pubic hair at all for all the semen covering it. Shawn was amazed at just how much he’d cum - it must have been a dozen ropes. He was sure he’d never cum so much in his life. He wondered if it was because he hadn’t climaxed at all in nearly two days. Vel certainly looked like she’d just been fucked, if not gang-banged by a whole bunch of men.
But as soon as he finished cumming, both Vel and Shawn’s moods completely changed. Vel cried, “My God, Shawn, what the hell have we done? That was supposed to just be a massage! You nearly… Why, you nearly… You know what you nearly did! Leave me now, before you get any other crazy ideas!”
Shawn fled to his room in shame. He lay on his bed and cried. I guess there’s no denying it. I really want to fuck my mother. I just can’t stop myself! She’s just too fuckable. It’s like I have an easily-aroused Cindy Crawford for a mom. How am I supposed to control myself? This is so fucked up! I don’t know which is worse, that I feel guilty for wanting to fuck her, or that I feel regretful that I came too soon before I COULD fuck her!
After a few minutes, Shawn dried his eyes and went to find Vel. She was on her bed, also crying. “Mom, I’m really sorry,” he said as he knocked on her open door. She was fully dressed and cleaned up now. “I promise that will never happen again.”
“You damned well better be sorry!” she said angrily as she looked up. “You took advantage of me, and we’re really lucky things didn’t go any farther!”
“Mom, I really wasn’t going to, you know. I was getting sexually excited and hoping for more, but I really wasn’t going to do that. I swear.” Shawn wasn’t really sure if he was lying or not - it all happened so fast and his body had acted on its own as if his brain was on autopilot. But he felt he had no choice but to say it to restore his relationship with his mother.
“Really?” she asked doubtfully. “Are you really being honest?”
“Really. I swear.”
She melted and opened her arms in an inviting hug. “Aaaww, I’m sorry to doubt you. Maybe I overreacted. Come here.” Shawn walked forward, but she suddenly changed her mind and put her arms down. “Wait! Scratch that. Sit down on the edge of the bed instead.” He did so.
She continued, “It’s not that I don’t want to hug you, but I think we should avoid touching each other for a while. I mean, I could tell the massage started off innocently enough - I was really sore, and you were just helping out. But once you start touching me like that, I lose control. You don’t know how sensitive my breasts are. Once you start touching me there, I start to think crazy things. So please. It’s not your fault, exactly. Let’s just forget this ever happened, and go back to how things used to be. No touching! Your father will be here in two days anyways. Okay?”
He hung his head, still ashamed at his behavior. “Okay.”
That evening Shawn spent a long time on his PC muscle exercises. His shame battled with his lust. What would have happened if I had more control? I’m not going to blow it like that if another chance comes along. I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t cum right then, but I want my mind to be in control of my penis, not the other way around!
CHAPTER 4 (Friday, Oct. 18)
Shawn woke on Friday morning still numb with embarrassment. He could hardly look at his mother during breakfast. But at least the crushing of his libido allowed him to focus on school that day more than he’d been able to focus for days. He wanted to drive all thoughts of the night before out of his mind and bury his head in schoolwork.
But that same morning, his sister Joanna found herself with a very big problem. She had continued to go without bras and panties, and dressed as scantily as Vel would allow. She’d had so much fun with Shawn that she didn’t want it to end. That morning she had put on her cheerleader uniform because there was a big football game Friday afternoon, and the cheerleaders wore their uniforms all day long on game days to help build school spirit.
At breakfast, she had tried to flash him a view of her pussy under her very short, red cheerleader skirt. The danger of getting caught by her newly stern mother cooking breakfast was severe, but that just added to the challenge and the excitement. She did manage to catch Shawn’s eye with her stunt, and succeeded in getting some reaction out of him, despite his glum face. But the underwear cabinet next to the front door was now gone in anticipation of father coming back, so when she left she forgot to put her panties back on.
It wasn’t until she was just about to enter the school building for her first class when she felt a breeze between her legs and realized she wore a short dress and no panties! She immediately snapped her legs shut, and wondered in fear if anyone had noticed. She looked around and decided that no one had, as she’d just stepped out of her mother’s car a few minutes earlier. She decided she had no choice but to go to her first class, and meanwhile try to figure out what to do.
She remained hyperaware of her condition, and kept her legs tightly closed until the class ended. Then she hurried through the halls in search of her brother. She figured, Shawn’s the only one I can tell this problem to. And he has to find a solution, because I can’t think of anything. What am I supposed to do, just ask a friend if I can wear her panties? No way, and no one would agree to that anyways!
She found him near the end of the break period, and they quickly made plans to meet again in a quiet place after the end of the next class. So an hour later, she immediately ran up to him and said, “Brother, I’ve got a big problem! I forgot to wear panties today. And I have cheerleader practice for my last class today, and then we go cheer for the big football game after school! What am I going to do?”
They quickly ruled out possibilities. The school had fences all around it, and no one was allowed to leave the school grounds for lunch. Even if one could escape, there was nowhere to go nearby to buy a pair of panties, as the school was in the middle of very residential area. They talked about her maybe finding some way to fake a sickness and skip out of school when they both had to hurry back to class.
At the next class break, they continued the discussion from where they left off. Shawn immediately said, “I’ve been thinking, and I have a crazy idea that just might allow you to attend the game. But it’s really crazy. I’m sure you’ll say no.”
“What is it? I’m ready for anything.”
“This sounds weird, but what if we painted a pair of panties on? All the cheerleaders wear black undies. I could get some black paint from art class and paint you during lunch. It’s quick-drying.”
Joanna thought about it. She wasn’t big on the idea, but it sounded like something really kinky she could do with her brother. Shawn would have to get really up close and personal with my naked pussy to do the painting, heh heh. But what if I get caught? I’ll be made a laughingstock!
“What about, you know, my hair down there?” she asked.
“Luckily, your hair is black, and the cheerleader underwear is black. And you keep it closely trimmed. That’s why I was thinking it just might work. But you never know. Do you have to do a lot of kicks and stuff like that? I wouldn’t worry about the game, ‘cos you’ll be at least fifty feet from the stands. More like a hundred from where most everyone sits. It’s the practice in your last class that you should worry about.”
She couldn’t resist a tease. She leaned against him and asked: “How do you know my hair down there is black? Have you been peeking?”
“It’s pretty much the same color as the dark brown hair on your head, silly.”
“How do you know then that I keep it closely trimmed? It sounds like you’re pretty intimately familiar with the appearance of my pussy.”
Shawn tried his best to remain businesslike and ignored the teasing. “You’ve been flashing it enough! Anyways, if we do this, I’m going to have to get a lot more familiar with it, if I’m going to paint you. We have to be quick: do you want to do this or not?”
She quickly considered the plusses and minuses. Finally she said, “This could be the biggest mistake of my life, but I’ll do it. Anything for you, Big Brother!”
“For me?” he asked quizzically. “I’m doing this to help YOU. In any case, meet me at the start of lunch in the north end of the hallway, upstairs. There’s a supply closet we can use there. But hurry. We’ll have to use every minute of lunch, and there’ll be no time to eat, I’m afraid. If it doesn’t work, or if someone starts to suspect, I’ll just announce that you’re sick, and help you get back home.”
So they ran off back to class. Shawn was able to secure the black paint and brushes from his art classroom during his next break.
Now he just had to get through Ms. Lee’s class. Again he gave her the impression of being distracted, but for once it wasn’t because of sex. He was thinking about the logistics of the paint job and the odds of the idea succeeding.
Brother and sister both breathlessly ran to the supply closet at the end of fourth period. Joanna of course ran with her hands on the front and back of her groin region, to make sure her very short skirt didn’t go flying up. Her skirt only extended about two inches below her pussy.
CHAPTER 5
The both ducked into the supply closet as soon as the coast was clear. Joanna immediately saw why Shawn had chosen it. It was like a narrow hallway, and it had a door to a smaller supply closet towards the back. They went into that room and turned on the light. There was so much stuff everywhere that there wasn’t much room for two people, but they managed. The back room meant that someone could still open the door from the hallway, and hopefully not have any idea people were in the farther closet.
“Turn around, pull up your skirt, and pin it to your sides with your arms,” said Shawn in a commanding whisper. “You’re going to have to stay in that position for a while.”
Shawn now squatted only inches from his sister’s butt. “We’ll do the ass first, ‘cos it should be easier. Actually, with the butt it’ll be easier if you bend over so you don’t have to hold the skirt up.” Joanna bent over completely, allowing Shawn to not only study her butt in great detail despite the darkness of the room, but also to examine every intimate nook and cranny of her pussy. The sight took his breath away.
He leaned forward until his face was just inches away from her ass. He deeply inhaled the combination of aromas from her ass and her pussy. All the smells made his penis stir. It took all his willpower not to lean forward and lick the puckered entrance to her anus.
Finally he continued, “Here, you draw with your hands on your butt exactly where the cut of the black underpants you wear with your cheerleader skirt goes.” She reached behind and drew two lines with her hands. It was exactly the same as the tan lines from her bathing suit, which made his job easy. Shawn was actually fairly amazed at just how revealing the cheerleader outfits were, considering they were for high school teenagers.
Shawn immediately began painting and tried to imagine he was just painting a statue. He thought the painting might take the whole lunch period, which would leave no time for it to dry. “This is a special oil-based paint, and it dries fast,” he said while he painted. “You’re lucky I’m taking art this semester so I have access to these supplies! Because it’s oil-based, it won’t smear or come off if you get it wet with sweat or whatever.”
“When I think about your face only a couple inches from my butt, I’m afraid there might be a lot of leakage of ‘whatever’ before too long,” Joanna giggled.
“Come on!” he urged. “Let’s get serious here. There’s no time to play around.”
“Does that mean you’ll play around with me later, when we have more time?” she teased.
“Don’t tease or you’ll leave here with just half of a black butt!”
He sped on, but he was actually pleasantly surprised at how fast the painting went. Within three minutes, he had pretty much painted all of her ass. He mostly used a wide brush but switched to a narrow brush for the edges.
“I’m almost done with the back,” he proudly announced.
“I think you need to pay more attention to the crack,” she said seductively. “And I would rather you stick something thicker in there than that skinny little stick you’re using. I know just the thing, and you have it in your pants.” She laughed.
He laughed too, but was disturbed and nervous. Would she really want me to fuck her? Especially after Mom’s new attitude? “Joanna, I’m shocked! You never used to talk like that before.”
“Well, I’ve never had my brother paint my butt before!”
They both laughed again. Despite himself Shawn found that he was getting over his morose feeling he’d had all day due to his embarrassing incident with Vel the night before.
“Shhh… No more jokes; we have to keep it down. People use this closet, you know. Okay, now we have to do the front.”
“Oh, goody! The act we’ve all been waiting for!” she giggled.
“Come on, Joanna, you’re making this very hard.”
“There are other parts of you I’d rather make hard. Maybe next time, I can paint YOUR privates? I know what part I’d like to spend a long time on! Then afterwards we can test if the paint’s dry enough by sticking it in a certain hole.”
“Joanna, do you realize what you’re saying?!?”
“Sorry, Bro. It’s just that, especially since Mom and Cheese turned all fuddy-duddy, I thought a little teasing could do you a world of good.”
“Thanks, I guess - but we’re losing precious time. I’ll put the brushes down and hold up your skirt while you draw the cut of your panties in the front. You’ll have to stand up for this part.” She quickly stood and indicated the area to be painted. It covered the entire V-shaped area between her legs and a little more than her tan lines.
He painted as fast as he could, and went right down to the edge of her bush. Again he traced the outlines first with a small brush, and then quickly filled in the rest with a larger brush.
“I may have to get a little paint on the edge of your bush,” he said as he got near to finishing all but her most private region. He actually painted over her pubic hair along all the edges.
‘That’s okay; you can do anything with my bush that you like."
“Joanna! Don’t talk like that!”
“But it’s so fun! It’s just teasing.”
“I think the new Joanna is dangerous.”
“I’m only like this with you.”
“Dangerous for me then. In any case, I think I’m done with the painting. Why don’t you step back, and I’ll try to step back, and I’ll see how it looks.”
She stepped back, and then whispered in a little girl’s voice, “Oh no, old man, don’t look at my cute little virgin pussy! The wind has blown my skirt up and I can’t get it back down! What ever will I do?”
“Very funny. Ha-ha. Sorry little girl, but I’m afraid of one thing. It’s possible to see your pussy lips. Especially if you get excited like you are now, your pink pussy lips will stand out from a mile away.”
“Uh-oh,” she said now in her normal voice. “Does that mean the whole thing won’t work?”
“Well, I could try painting them too, I guess, but I don’t know if the paint will stay on.”
“Oh goody!” she said again in her little girl’s voice. “Now the dirty old man is going to touch my pussy!”
“Only with my paintbrush, you evil little girl. And before you start making lewd comments about my paintbrush and the size thereof, may I remind you that if you get wet down there, I can’t paint. So think and say nothing but wholesome thoughts. Better yet, don’t say anything at all, ‘cos I have the feeling anything you say today is going to come out horny.”
“Alright, I’ll think completely wholesome thoughts about your penis. And wholesome thoughts about how you’re going to stick it in my hole some.”
Shawn couldn’t help but laugh at her pun, and laughed even more than usual to relieve his tension. But he said, “Okay, that’s it. Don’t talk at all, period. I’m serious.”
Using the detail brush, he painted her pussy lips. They actually were already fairly wet. He tried to dry them off as best he could with the back of his hand, and then painted. She kept her mouth shut. To his surprise, the paint stuck even there, on parts of her pussy lips which were normally hidden from sight. It was really the perfect paint to use, he reflected.
“Alright, you’re lucky,” he finally said. “This paint is so amazing, I could probably paint Jell-O with it. Now all we have to do is wait for it to dry.”
“Thanks a lot, Big Brother. Can I talk now?”
“No! Not unless it’s completely nonsexual.”
“Then I have nothing to say,” she teased.
Five minutes went by. Joanna continued to sit there with her skirt bunched up around her waist, and her lower region completely exposed. From a distance, now it really looked like she wore black panties. Shawn had even drawn on the sides of her hips to imitate the little stretches of cloth which connected the front of her panties to the back.
The only jarring thing that really gave away the paint job was her pussy hair. Luckily, it was very closely trimmed. Without the hair, he was sure it could fool anybody, given that the paint job was under a skirt, and she was likely to only give brief flashes to a distant crowd. The only problem was if someone like the other cheerleaders got a good view from a few feet away.
Another five minutes went by. He finished the painting about ten minutes after lunch began, and the paint had dried for ten minutes already. The skirt continually slipped down, but it didn’t really matter - he touched the paint and noticed it was already almost dry. There was another twenty minutes before the forty-minute lunch period was over. The paint job looked pretty good. The only problem was some lightness in the pussy lip area and the fact that the bush stood out a bit. But overall it was hard to tell that anything was amiss.
He finally spoke up. “You know, if I would have known we would have had this much time, I would have gotten something so we could have shaved your hair all off. Then it would be completely convincing.”
“Don’t worry,” she replied. “We can do that next time.”
“Next time? What are you talking about? There won’t be a next time!”
“Don’t get your panties in a bunch,” she chided.
“If I had panties to get in a bunch, I’d loan them to you…”
“And then we wouldn’t have to do this.” She finished his sentence. “I know.”
“Hey, do you have a bag lunch in your backpack?” he asked.
“I do,” she answered.
“We still have about twenty minutes to eat lunch, so why don’t we share it?”
They did. Shawn held up her skirt while she ate her half of a sandwich. They chatted about things at home.
“You know Shawn,” Joanna said, suddenly changing the subject, “This room is really perfect. Not just for painting people’s privates, but for doing other things with those privates as well. I’m surprised people don’t come into here to make out, or to fuck. Or do they?”
“They don’t, ‘cos you have to be a goody-goody teacher’s pet like me to be able to get a key to come in here in the first place. Did you notice when I unlocked the door?”
“Who did you get it from? No, wait, let me guess. Ms. Lee.”
“Good guess.”
“I have a really nasty thought.”
‘Those are the only thoughts you’re having today!"
“Yeah, well, this is a really erotic experience. Do you know how sexy it is to imagine the hundreds of people in the stands today who will be looking at my completely naked pussy? At any time someone might realize I’m not wearing panties at all, and then they’ll tell the next person, and soon the entire crowd will know. And then everyone will forget about the game, and stare only at me. Maybe they’ll all decide that…”
“Whoa, whoa, there!” Shawn interrupted. “Before you get too carried away in your slutty little fantasy, remember that the paint is still drying.”
“Alright, party pooper. Anyways, it’s good to keep the lips engorged a bit. Trust me, it’s really erotic. I wonder how I’m going to stop from leaking like a broken faucet. Everyone will realize what’s up when they see all the liquid pouring down my legs, and then I’ll…”
“Time for a change of subject!” Shawn interrupted again. “I’m afraid to ask, but what’s this nasty thought of yours you were going to say earlier?”
“Oh yeah, that. What if you don’t return the key to Ms. Lee? Just say you forgot. I know a place that’ll make a copy of any key, and then return it on Monday. And then you or I, or you AND I, could come in here any time, and do whatever we want!”
“I’m not even gonna go there and ask what we’d be doing in here,” Shawn said. “Don’t you know how much trouble I could get in for doing that with the key? Especially with Ms. Lee. She’d never forgive me for breaking her trust.”
“Well, if she’s so mad at you, maybe she could take you in here, and give you a proper spanking. Wouldn’t you like that? And then when she’s done spanking you, then I could think of some things she and I could do to your sore, red butt that would make it feel all better again,” Joanna giggled.
“Sister. Really! Get a grip on reality. Anyways, it’s not like that between me and her. I don’t think of her that way. She’s just a, uh, mentor-type figure.”
“Yeah, right! I know what subject you’d like her to mentor you in, and it isn’t history. Come on, she’s hot. I’d do her!” Then, suddenly changing the topic slightly, Joanna added, “This would be a great room for you to take Christine to, as well. Bring her here on some nerdy pretext, and then whip out that impressive penis of yours, and say, ‘worship this, baby!’”
“Joanna, have you completely lost your mind? Do I look like the kind of guy who’d say ‘worship this, baby’ in a million years? Anyways, she’s not interested in me in the slightest!”
She kidded, “So you like the idea, you just don’t want to use that phrase?”
“Sis, you’re kinda freaking me out, man. It seems like you’re thinking really, really unwholesome thoughts about me. You know about mom’s rules. That’s just not right.”
“Sorry, but you don’t know how erotic this all is? I mean, you’ve been staring at my pussy for a good half hour now. I suppose you’re just ‘checking out the paint job.’” She said the latter part in a mock serious tone. She would have made quote marks in the air if she could have used her hands. “This is even better than that day you rubbed all of our naked bodies with suntan lotion.”