CHAPTER 16
Mother and son scurried back upstairs to Vel’s master bed. It was soaked with cum stains, but they didn’t mind. Tonight was the night for body fluids to flow without care.
Shawn planted her in the middle of the bed, and said, “Okay, how would you like it?”
She put her hands in front of her like a dog begging with his paws up, and barked, “Woof! Woof!”
Shawn laughed. “Talk about mixed animal metaphor messages, but okay.” As he got into the doggy style position, for some reason he clearly recalled how Vel used to be prior to everyone’s recent sexual transformations. He contrasted her former prudishness with her now barking “woof” while dressed in a sex cow outfit, and laughed out loud some more.
The plan was to take it nice and slow, and they did, for a while. But both of them were too worked up to keep it slow.
Shawn got an unexpected surge of energy. They changed positions so he could get above her and really slam into her hard. He couldn’t believe how much she inspired his lust. He ravaged her almost with the same vigor as the first time they’d done it that evening.
Before long, Vel was screaming, “Fucking split me in two! Fucking destroy me! Fuck your mother like you’ve never fucked anybody in your life! Oh, God! SO GOOD! Jesus Christ, this boy knows how to fuck his mommy!” She still had the butt plug tail in her, and was amazed how different and delightful that made the fucking feel.
All their earlier sex had taken its toll, and Shawn’s energy surge passed before either of them came. After a while, he was too exhausted to pound his mother’s pussy very forcefully at all, and they switched to a slower, gentler style of lovemaking. But that too was good. He marveled to himself that everything seemed to just get better and better as the evening went on.
Finally, he felt his balls tighten once more and found that he was too tired to work his PC muscle. His cum load was smaller than it had been at the start of the evening, and more like a load from a typical male. But the remarkable thing was that he still had so much cum to give.
He slumped down over her back and breathed heavily into her neck, too exhausted to move or disengage himself from between her legs. Within a few moments, his penis was completely soft and fell out of the folds of her well-fucked hole.
They again just lay on the bed, panting. Vel seemed too tired to say anything, so Shawn admired her backside for a while. She looked completely wiped out. Her hair was a disheveled mess, drool rolled down her chin, and somewhere along the way she’d lost her glasses.
After a while, he looked around and asked, “Hey, Mommy, where did your glasses go?”
She sat up in bed and tried to collect her wits a bit. She felt her forehead and exclaimed, “Why, I do believe you fucked them right off my head!” They laughed some at that.
“Hmm. I can’t see them. Oh, here they are.” He picked them up off of the floor. “First I fucked your pants off, and now I’ve fucked your glasses off. What’ll I do next?”
He handed them back, and she put them on. “That’s why I’m going to have to stay naked all the time, because you’ll just fuck all my clothes off, anyway. But seriously, I think I’m going to need contacts from now on. This is like a full-on contact sport! The way Ron used to do me, I could have read a book at the same time.”
“Mommy, please. Never mention that name again if you can help it. It’s just you and me, now. Well, you and me, and the rest of our new family.”
“Yes. But for the rest of the night, just you and me.” She paused, then looked deep into his eyes. “My love.”
Shawn looked back, awed but the intensity of love coming from her. He thought for some moments, then said, “Mommy, I have kind of a strange question.”
“Shoot.”
“Why is it that you love me so much? Wait! I know what you’re going to say, that I’m your son and it’s only natural and so forth, but the intensity of love from you is so great, it’s like the heat of the sun. Maybe my question should be: why do you love me so incredibly much? Is there something in your past I don’t know about…”
Vel was lost in thought for a while, then sat up, looking him right in the eyes, and said, “Son, I was raised a very simple girl with very simple values back there on our small Nebraska farm. I believed in dreams, or you might even call them fairy tales. I loved all that corny stuff, like Cinderella and Prince Charming, and I still do. I completely fell for the dream of finding Mr. Right and living the perfect life with the white picket fence. But the few romantic relationships I had were complete disasters. Just look at your … Ron, the biggest and most prolonged disaster of them all. I’d been so deeply unhappy with him for so many years that I’d resigned myself to the way things were, and given up on my dreams. I’d forgotten what real happiness was. Cheese tried her best to help, but really, seeing you and Joanna grow up was the only thing that inspired me.
“Then you became my lover, and close to forty years of longing, frustration, and a sense of tremendous … emptiness … ended when that little Nebraska girl finally found a man who was worthy of all her dreams. I’m still a simple gal, and all I really want to do is to love and care for my dream lover, and have him love and care for me too. That’s all that matters to me in life, that and loving and caring for my family. I guess I still am a hopeless romantic, and a dreamer, deep down. But now, tonight, my life is a dream come true! The two things that really matter to me, having a lover and having a family, now they’re exactly one and the same! I can love my whole family in the way lovers do, and my lover is a part of my family! So my feelings are doubly strong. Then, when you made Cheese and Hui Shan part of my family? Oh my God! I’m on cloud nine every minute of the day!”
“Oh, Mommy, that’s so beautiful. I’m going to work twice as hard before to live up to your high expectations. I love you so much. But … sometimes you say things that are kind of scary, like a short while ago when you said you wanted a collar to help show how I own you. Being owned like a piece of property, it just seems so… I dunno, unromantic, for starters. I don’t want that for you! How does that fit with what you’re saying just now?”
“Tiger, I’m a sexual submissive, in case you haven’t noticed already! That doesn’t mean I want to be tortured, I’m not like that. But the more I feel possessed by another, the more it makes me feel loved, and bonded together to them. It gives me a sense of belonging. I get so much joy from serving others. Seeing you happy makes me happy. So happy! You have no idea what an emotional high it is when I see you cum and I see that expression of pure ecstasy on your face, knowing that I was the one who made you feel that good.”
Shawn smiled. He’d never felt so deeply satisfied and so in love. But he was also frisky, so he said playfully and facetiously, “No, I have no idea what you mean about that whole orgasmic ecstasy thing. I think we’ll just have to fuck some more so I can cum again and we can test it out.”
She lightly punched him. “Oh, you!”
They both laughed and delighted in being so close to each other.
Her brown eyes twinkled with mischief. “All right, mister, you asked for it. Let me see. You’ve shot your sperm in or on me six times already. Very impressive for so few hours, I must admit. But you still have four more times to go to make ten.”
Shawn looked at her incredulously. “You can’t be serious! How can I possibly get aroused again? It’ll take hours.”
She looked past him and pointed to something near the foot of the bed. “You see that?”
Shawn looked to where she was pointing and saw a can of whipped cream, the gift from Hui Shan that they hadn’t used yet. He cursed, “Jesus Christ! Fuck. I swear, there’s a conspiracy afoot to keep me hard and fucking twenty-four hours a day.”
“Could be,” she winked conspiratorially. “Let’s cover your cock completely in that tasty cream. Then I want to eat it all off and try a little bit of deep throating. I still have never done that right, but Cheese has been teaching me with dildos and strap-ons.”
“Jesus! What a night! It never ends!” He felt his penis already start to stir.
Vel just smiled, and fantasized about how good she’d soon be feeling. She could almost feel the pistoning and pounding already. As much as she’d been hopelessly devoted to her son before this night, she was twice as devoted to him now. She was so wiped out that she could barely move, but she knew they had all night. She looked forward to an alternation of sleeping and fucking until the both of them were simply unable to move a muscle.
Meanwhile, Joanna had gone down to the basement video monitoring room instead of back to her room to sleep. Her mind was a complicated mix of emotions, from pride at the sexual prowess of her brother, to love of her mother and happiness for her happiness, to resentment for being left out, to a deep and unsatisfied sexual need. She whispered to herself, Tomorrow. Tomorrow. That’ll make it three fuckless days! Mom, please leave something of him for me for tomorrow, because Shawn has not yet begun to fuck!
Had Shawn known Joanna’s thoughts, he would have been both pleased and disturbed. On the one hand, he was happy to give her and the others the solid fucking they deserved. He loved it. On the other hand, he was beginning to wonder whether, with so many women depending on him, he’d bitten off more than he could chew.
Several hours later, at two in the morning, Vel rolled over in bed and set the alarm clock. The two of them were simply as fucked out as two people can be, and she knew that it would be cruel to encourage Shawn to give it another go considering that he had to go to school in a matter of hours. Not only that, but every muscle in her body ached from all the different positions Shawn had fucked her in, and her pussy felt stretched and sore. Shawn’s penis finally looked “rested” in its soft state and his swollen balls had finally returned to normal size.
As her son snored next to her, she thought, Now that’s how it should be: we shouldn’t go to sleep at night until we’ve been properly fucked like this. I have no idea how many times I came, even with all this new and exciting climax control he made me go through, but I know I’ve never felt so good for so long. The whole night was one constant erotic and loving high! And as for him? Nine times. He came nine times! Not bad. Not bad at all! True, it wasn’t the ten that I told him to aim for, but I’m frankly astonished he got so close in just one night. My son. What a beautiful, loving son. How lucky can a mother be? Tomorrow he’s going to go to school and will hopefully fuck the best girls there. Then he’s going to come home and fuck some more women. But am I jealous? No. I know that he loves me the best. He’ll always come back to me, no matter what. I feel so sure about it now. We’re soul mates. We’re going to be together forever!
SIX TIMES A DAY - Part 30
CHAPTER 1 (Monday, Nov. 25)
Shawn was having the greatest dream. He was fucking his mother, Vel. There was nothing unusual about that, as he’d been having that dream quite frequently these last couple of months, but the sensations seemed unusually intense. Dreams are fantastic! he thought. My life is nonstop heaven when I’m awake, and now it seems just as good when I’m sleeping. Although…
A realization dawned on him, and he opened his eyes. He was momentarily confused when he saw his mother straddled atop his waist, bucking up and down on his groin, which was precisely what he thought he’d been dreaming of. He blinked several times and pinched himself to make sure he was really awake.
He wanted to savor the moment. He watched contentedly and luxuriated in the intense feelings of arousal surging through his groin. He felt incredibly tired and sore, but the joy of fucking overwhelmed such trivial concerns. He didn’t mean to let Vel know he was awake just yet, since she was staring off somewhere else, but his penis started to thrust involuntarily, which gave away the fact he was no longer asleep.
She turned his way and smiled down at him. “Oh, Tiger! Did I wake you up?” She chuckled at the pretense that her heavy fucking might not have been the cause of his waking.
Shawn smiled. Not only did it feel great to wake up to fucking, but it felt even better waking up to see that his warm, sexy, and loving mother was the one fucking him. “Morning, Mom. As a matter of fact, you did.”
“Oh dear. I’m so sorry.” She was grinning from ear to ear. “By the way, you have a new alarm clock now. How do you like it?” Despite their calm tone, both of them were intently thrusting away. Their timing was excellent, with their thrusts perfectly complementing each other.
“Veeeery nice. But where is the snooze button?”
She paused on the upstroke, with his penis nearly out of her pussy. “Wait a sec.” She spent some more moments recovering and thinking. Then, with just the head of his penis in her, she clutched back at her ass cheeks. “Oh yes. I remember now. On this model, you have to put your finger in this hole.” Her grasp held both ass cheeks and held them wide apart, as she clearly offered her asshole to him.
“Like this?” He inserted an index finger. He was surprised by how slippery her anus seemed, but then remembered she must have done her morning ass lubing at some point earlier in the morning.
“Like that!” she gasped, then came slowly tumbling down onto his chest. His stiff dick was still in her pussy and his finger up her asshole, but she pretended to be oblivious and began a rather obvious fake snore.
He shook her, puzzled. “Hey, Mom! What are you doing?”
She opened one eye and looked at his face from just inches away. “You did hit the snooze button, didn’t you?”
He laughed. “Oops. My bad. I’d better be careful not to stick my finger in your ass any more.”
She sat back up. “No, you should be careful not to call me Mom. The proper word is Mommy.” She resumed bouncing on his prick. “The snooze button is now my belly button, so don’t stop with your finger - or anything else you might want to put up there.”
Shawn laughed at her concern that he would misinterpret her desires and not anally finger her again. “Mom, oops, Mommy, sorry about the Mom thing, but I am just waking up. It’s a bit, uh… surprising to wake up this way. Anyways, it seems kind of weird and naughty for an eighteen year old son to use the word ‘mommy.’”
“That’s why I love it,” she enthused as she bounced up and down, up and down. Her long hair flew about and her massive chest heaved with each thrust as a fine sheen of sweat began to coat her body. “Just like I love morning wood. Mmmm. Extra hard morning wood!”
Shawn had been living in the moment since waking, but now he tried to recall where he was and how he’d gotten there. He looked around and saw he was in Vel’s bedroom, not his own. Then all the memories from the previous evening came flooding back. It seemed like an endless blur of fucking and brain-melting orgasms. He began piecing the memories together - not an easy thing to do with all the fucking going on. He recalled being dropped off by the scouting van, all the way through some late night fucks in complete darkness. He began to fathom why his body felt like it had gone through a marathon, because it had - a sexual marathon.
He asked, “Mommy, how many hours has it been since our last fuck?”
“Let me see. … Woooo! … I’m riding my wild tiger! … Yeah! Hard! Fuck your mommy good! So good!” She seemed to have missed the question, but then after a couple more thrusts, she questioned, “Remember when you said you wanted your ‘midnight snatch’?”
“Yeah?” More memories came flooding back.
“That’s a good one: ‘Midnight snatch.’ Mommy’s cunt is open to her son’s snacking needs twenty-four hours a day, every day of the year. We’re better than Seven-Eleven! … But after that, we slept a while, and then we … OH! FUCK YOUR MOTHER! GOOD LORD! … MMMMM! Yeah! That’s good, baby! My baby!”
Suddenly the door opened, and Shawn’s head quickly turned to see who it was. Vel turned her head more slowly. The truth was, she was tired and sore too, and her reaction times were still off.
It was Joanna. She was dressed in sexy lingerie, but she looked really pissed off. She fumed, “I should have known!”
Vel looked abashed, but nonetheless kept fucking. If anything, she only bounced on Shawn’s rod even faster. “Oh, hi there, Angel.”
“Don’t you ‘Angel’ me, Mom! You know what we were just talking about! I can’t believe you’d do this to me!”
Vel closed her eyes and bowed her head in shame, as if she wanted to will herself away to some other place. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to… But I came in here to wake him up, and then I saw the covers had been kicked back and Shawn Junior was standing straight up. I thought I’d just give it a playful squeeze, but then…” She grunted in ecstasy, still fucking, though a bit slower now.
“That’s no excuse!” Joanna growled as she pounded a foot into the carpet in frustration. “You should have called for me. This is MY TIME!”
Vel kept her eyes closed and didn’t say a word.
“I’ll be downstairs,” Joanna said in a nasty voice. “WAITING!” She slammed the door behind her and stomped off.
Shawn was puzzled, not least because of the fact that Vel and Joanna acted like he wasn’t even there.
Vel immediately resumed bouncing energetically but still kept her eyes closed, as if that could keep reality out.
Shawn gasped between labored breaths, “What … was … that … about?”
“Later! … I’ll tell later! … Just fuck … your mommy!”
He could hardly say no to that idea, so he turned his full attention to their fucking.
Shawn noticed that Vel seemed unusually distraught and worked up in the wake of Joanna’s interruption, but she channeled that energy into even more passionate and animalistic fucking than before. With the way she ground down on Shawn’s penis, rotating her hips and pushing down and down, over and over, he could hardly stand it. He felt a bit what it must be like to be a female on the helpless receiving end of a hard and relentless fucking. He tried to give as good as he got with his own thrusts, but he just didn’t have the energy to match his mother.
She cried out, “Cum for me! Cum! Let’s cum together!”
So Shawn did. Their fucking came to a sudden end as a sizzling rush of semen surged into his mother’s vagina. She was surprisingly silent during their mutual orgasms, so he didn’t yell too much either.
She again fell down onto him, only this time his penis popped out as it continued to shrink. Drowsiness appeared to overtake her, but she mumbled, “Set the snooze button.”
Her body was now all over his, pressed tightly onto him, but he wedged a finger in between and poked a finger in her belly button.
She giggled. “Not that one.”
So he pulled that hand away and poked a finger into her asshole.
“Not that one, either!” She giggled even more, but clenched her asshole to prevent the withdrawal of his finger. “I mean the real alarm clock. I don’t want us to drift off for too long. You have school to go to, buster.”
“Oh.” He laughed at their “snooze button” confusion. “Don’t worry. I’ll stay awake.”
“Okay.” As her son tenderly ran his other hand through her hair, Vel kept her eyes closed and recalled why Joanna was so upset with her.
CHAPTER 2
Earlier that morning, Vel had been lying in her bed, spooned up next to a still sleeping Shawn, when Joanna gently shook her awake.
Vel looked up and offered a dreamy, tired smile, but she was genuinely glad to see her daughter. “Morning, Angel.” She yawned.
Joanna seemed a bit agitated as she whispered, “Morning, Mom. It’s only a few minutes till eight o’clock. Should we wake Shawn up, or let him sleep?”
Vel looked at the clock and saw that indeed it read seven forty nine. Every single muscle in her body ached and her pussy throbbed with a dull, aching pain. She carefully extricated herself from Shawn’s embrace without waking him and tried to stand up. However, her body seemed unable to move.
Joanna saw Vel’s dilemma and helped her up, but was careful to keep her distance as much as possible while doing so, because Vel was covered with dried-on sweat and crusty cum.
Vel looked down at her naked body and then looked at the alarm clock again, as if in disbelief. She whispered, “Oh my! You’re right! Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?”
Joanna looked lovingly at her brother’s sleeping form while she whispered to her mother, “I figured you both must be so tired. Especially Brother. He hiked for two solid days, but instead of coming back to rest, the two of you kept at it all night. He must be beyond exhausted.”
Vel also looked down at him, and then again back at the clock. Her body woke up at the same time so consistently that she still couldn’t believe she’d slept in, even a little. “Dear me. He smells like a warmed-over pitcher of cum and sweat. Not good at all. He’ll need to take a shower, and he’ll be starving too. I’m so sore and tired from last night! He must be too. Damn, that was some serious fucking. Wow… I think it’s best we just let him sleep.”
Joanna whispered, “You don’t look or smell much better. Whoa, and your breath!” But she muttered to herself, “God, I’m jealous!”
Vel quietly shuffled out of the room, grabbing some clothes. She figured she’d put them on along the way.
Joanna spoke a bit louder once they’d left the room and closed the door. “That’s what I thought, too, that he should sleep some more. I figured I’d wait until the last minute, though, in case you insisted he make it to school on time.”
Vel froze in the hallway, pulled away, and gave her daughter a hard stare. “Wait just a minute, young lady. What about you? How are you going to get to school in less than ten minutes? You’re still dressed in a negligee!” She leaned up against the wall because she could barely stand up on her own.
Joanna continued walking down the hall, forcing Vel to follow. “That’s because I’m going to be late, Mom.”
Vel reluctantly staggered down the hall, feeling her way along the wall like a drunkard. She and Shawn had fucked each other so thoroughly that the muscles in her thighs felt like pudding. “Hold on. Says who? I’m the mother around here, and I say you’re going to school this instant! Your grades have suffered enough with your lax attitude!”
Joanna seemed unfazed, and spoke as she began walking down the stairs towards the kitchen, “Mom, you may be the mother, but Shawn is the man of the house now, and his needs come first. He runs the house now. Someone has to be his cum receptacle, or his balls are going to be horribly backed up with sperm. He doesn’t even have Peggy to help at lunch, at least today. He could go hours and hours completely unfucked!” She said this last sentence with sincere intensity, as if that was a prospect too horrible to contemplate.
“Hold on, daughter of mine.” Vel stood still and put her hands on her hips in a defiant stance that was lost on Joanna, because her daughter kept on walking down the stairs. Vel was forced to keep going, but suddenly fell to the ground as she neared the stairs. She remained there, panting, and said dramatically, “You go ahead, make breakfast. I can’t go on. Shawn fucked me too good.”
Joanna walked back and held out her hand. “Talk about melodrama, Mom. You make it sound like you’re playing someone on the verge of death in some movie. Here, take my hand. I’ll help you down the stairs.”
Vel said, “Thanks, it’s just my muscles. I can’t wait to take a bath later.” They staggered on down the stairs, Joanna holding Vel up most of the way.
When they reached the bottom, Vel paused and relaxed a bit, leaning against the wall. “That’s better. Now what was I saying? Oh yes. Shawn may be like the father of the house now, thanks to the way he’s tamed us all with his manly cock, and none of us want to see his penis unsatisfied for so many hours. But I’m still the mother, and still your parent! You have to do what I tell you! I will not take this insubordination. It’s so unlike you, Angel. What’s gotten into you?”
Joanna sighed. “I’m sorry, Mommy. I don’t mean to be resentful. But it’s more a question of what HASN’T gotten into me, if you know what I mean. I’m a wreck. A complete wreck. I can’t stand to go another hour being so tragically unfucked. It’s been three days! THREE DAYS!”
“Okay, okay. Calm down. I’m sure Shawn will take good care of your cunt this afternoon. Speaking of being a wreck, can you help me to the kitchen?”
“But I need it NOW!” Joanna moaned, even as she headed back to help her mother. “It’s not just the three days. I’ve gone longer than that before. It’s seeing you make love with him so wonderfully last night, over and over. I stayed up late and watched the video, live and on replay. It really got to me. I mean, you can’t even walk! I want to be fucked that good too!”
Once Joanna reached Vel, her mother let go of the railing and grabbed her daughter tight, partly to help her stand, but partly as a gesture of support and affection. “Angel, don’t worry. He loves you more than life itself. I’m sure he can’t wait to inject you with more of his love and his hot sperm.”
“You say that, but…” Joanna pulled a bit back from the hug to really look closer at Vel. “Mom, what the heck happened to you? You look like hell warmed over. Your eyes - did you get ANY sleep?”
“Oh dear. Do I look that bad? It’s just that Shawn fucked me so good and so hard and so long that I can barely move.” She gave a smile that was both wistful and naughty. “I wish I could feel this bad every morning!”
Joanna groaned. “Don’t rub it in.”
Vel was able to waddle the rest of the way to the kitchen on her own. Joanna sat on one of the kitchen counter stools while Vel preferred to remain standing, leaning against the wall with her legs slightly spread. Her labia was still swollen and her nipples were hard, aching for more attention. Unfortunately, standing in that position let her and Shawn’s combined cum inadvertently leak out and drip down the insides of her thighs, which only annoyed Joanna even more.
Joanna was peeved. But they had a long discussion, and at the end she felt somewhat better. Most importantly, Vel promised to give Joanna more space to be with Shawn.
When the discussion was over, Joanna walked up to Vel, casually pulled her mother’s top down below her boobs, then said, “You know what I said before about ‘Don’t rub it in?’”
“Yeah?”
“Well, now you can rub it in.” She gave Vel a tight squeeze, making sure to rub their impressive chests together. They kissed for a minute or two, but then Vel complained that she needed a bath.
So they went to Vel’s big bathroom and took a long hot bath together. Nothing especially sexual happened aside from some light kissing and cuddling, as Vel wanted to recover. By the end of the bath , she said she felt much better. Then the two of them performed their morning rituals such as shaving, anal lubing, and so forth, together. It seemed that everything had worked out.
Needless to say, after all that, Joanna was shocked to walk into the room where Shawn was sleeping, hoping to wake him in a sexual way, only to see Vel enthusiastically bouncing up and down on his morning erection.
CHAPTER 3
Vel had woken Shawn with her good morning fuck around nine o’clock. He’d meant to stay awake, but in fact he closed his eyes “for just a minute” and went back to sleep. She was already asleep, and neither one had reset the alarm clock.
Vel woke up again and looked around. The first thing out of her mouth was a rather loud, “Oh shit!” She looked at Shawn lying next to her, and was relieved to see that her sudden outburst hadn’t woken him. She carefully extricated herself from his arms and stood next to the bed. She looked at the clock by her bed and noticed the time: 9:45.
The fact that Shawn was missing school was bad enough, but what made her feel many times worse was how she’d hurt Joanna with her impulsive fucking of Shawn. She felt so bad that she wanted to cry. Oh no! What have I done? I’ve really hurt my sweet Angel. I’ve never done anything so horrible in my life! I’d better go find her. Not only that, but they’re both going to be sooo late for school, and it’s all my fault!
She knocked on Joanna’s door.
Joanna was inside. She’d cried some, but she was done with that and now morosely surfed the web. Since she didn’t expect to see Shawn for a while, she wore an extremely torn white T-shirt and short jeans shorts (this now qualified as conservative dress in the Chen household). She recognized her mother’s gentle knock and yelled, “Go away!”
However, Vel opened the door anyway. She walked to Joanna’s computer and briefly noticed a picture on the screen of a nude pregnant woman. But she just caught a glimpse right as Joanna was closing up her computer windows, and she was too preoccupied with her worries to pay it any mind. She fell to her knees in front of her daughter’s computer desk and started crying. “I’m so sorry! I’m so, so sorry! Please forgive me! I don’t know what to say. It was wrong, very wrong, but I just couldn’t help myself!”
Joanna had vowed to be tough, but she melted as soon as she saw her mother crying with such abject sadness. At first she tried to ignore her, but after about a minute, she pulled Vel up and directed her to a chair. “Come on, Mom, buck up. I’m pissed, but it’s not THAT bad. We all make mistakes.”
Vel sniffled as she sat down, “But I’m your mother! I have to be the tough one, the responsible one! I’ve completely failed you as a parent! Having sex with my own children is WRONG! It’s so wrong, if it tears us up like this!”
Joanna went back to her own chair, but held her mother’s hands in her own. “You’re starting to talk crazy again, Mom. Don’t ever say that it’s wrong, we just have to work through these things.”
Vel still cried. “I guess.” She sighed very heavily. “I don’t know…”
Joanna chuckled. “Hey! I’m supposed to be mad at you! How can I be mad when you’re so sad already?”
Vel sobbed even more. “I’m so sorry, I can’t do anything right!”
Joanna looked at her mother’s face. “Look up, Mom. Look me in the eyes. It’s okay. I forgive you. I suppose it’s only fair for all the times I fucked him behind your back.”
Vel looked up tentatively. “Really?”
“Well… Maybe. I have to admit that if I were in your shoes, I probably would have done the same thing. You and I are alike in so many ways. Self-control isn’t really our strong suit, is it?”
Vel laughed a little through her sobs. Her tears were starting to come to an end. “I suppose not.”
“But Mom, I really am mad at you. You’re going to have to make this up to me, big time. How could you do this to me after all the things you told me earlier? Not to mention, how the hell was your body even up for it? You were just getting the hang of walking again, last I saw you.”
Vel started sobbing again, “I know! I’m so sorry. It’s just that I was so proud of … my Tiger… He was so close to giving me ten loads, just like I asked… and I was… Just one more time away…” She had a hard time talking the way she was crying.
Joanna stood up. “This is useless. Mom, I can’t have a serious discussion with you if you break into tears after anything I say. Why don’t you take a shower? You could use one even after your bath. I’ll go down and start on breakfast. We need to wake Shawn soon.”
“But do you forgive me?” Vel looked at her daughter with heartbreaking, puppy dog eyes.
Joanna hugged Vel. “Of course! I love you! You’re the best mother ever. How could I stay mad at you? But you still owe me big time. BIG. TIME. Now go before you make me all weepy too.”
“I promise I won’t even so much as touch him today.”
“That’s a good start, but just a start. I need some serious Shawn time.” She playfully slapped her mother on the ass, and Vel left after another affirming hug.
Joanna took another peek into Shawn’s room, but saw he was still sleeping soundly, so she went downstairs and started making waffles.
Vel came downstairs about ten minutes later. She looked and felt much better after a bracing shower, but she still looked downcast. “Hi, Angel. I didn’t even check on Tiger just now. Frankly, I’m not sure I can trust myself near him, at least not for a while. I just want his body so very much after what happened last night. I want to lie in bed with him until the end of time!” She gazed off, fantasizing, but quickly recovered. “Maybe you should check on him. We don’t want him to miss Ms. Lee’s class, and that starts in about an hour from now.”
Joanna held out her arms. “Hug.” Vel walked over and they hugged. That evolved into some passionate French kissing and groping.
Vel broke away first, delighted. “Daughter! What do you think you’re doing? That’s so very naughty. Mothers and daughters shouldn’t kiss like that!” She melted into Joanna’s arms. “I’m so glad you and I can share our love in every way.”
CHAPTER 4
Vel was hurt, and didn’t know how to respond. One factor complicating things for her was that Joanna had a point. Possessiveness did play a factor in her thinking, but even more so was jealousy - the fact that Joanna could and probably would have Shawn’s babies eventually, while the barren Vel could not, was something that ruffled her feathers more than she liked to admit. But before she could think these things through, she heard a voice from behind her.
“Sis, hold on there.” It was Shawn, dressed in a robe. He staggered forward to the kitchen counter, walking as gingerly as Vel had been.
Vel and Joanna both rushed to him, but Vel remembered her promise not to even touch Shawn, and stood back. She watched while Joanna covered her brother’s face with kisses.
“You’re up! I was just about to come get you.” Joanna followed that with even more kisses.
He pointed to the waffle iron. “Shouldn’t you check that? And Mom, where’s my hello kiss? Or do I have to ‘get your attention’ if you know what I mean?”
“I’d love that Tiger, but today I promised to step back and leave you to my sister Cheese and my daughters. I didn’t exactly get off to a good start this morning with that, so we should really respect that.”
“Oh. So that’s what Sis meant by ’look at what you did this morning.’”
Joanna went to the kitchen to tend to breakfast, but she turned from the waffle iron to look at him. “Big Volkswagen Bus Brother, how much of our conversation did you overhear?”
“When I started coming downstairs, I heard you talking about pregnancy. Then the lactation stuff. I hate to say this, Sis, but I have to agree with Mommy. Even lactating just isn’t doable with school in the way. And Mommy, thanks for putting your foot down. That means a lot to me. You’re my mom, and a great mom, not some mindless sex slave.”
“Drat!” Joanna slammed the spatula down, and appeared to be on the verge of crying.
He added, “I’m touched, Big Chestnuts Sis, that you love me so much you want to have my baby right away as a sign of that love. But think about it: neither of us are ready for it. We can barely take care of ourselves right now and neither of us want to lose our freedoms this young. You love the idea more than what the reality would be like. I don’t know if you know what you’re getting into with the lactation idea, either. However, I’ll offer you one consolation: maybe if you want to lactate for just the three months of summer vacation, we could try that. It could be a kind of a test to see if you want it for later, long term. As long as you promise to end it in time for school to start in the fall, that should be okay.”
Joanna threw down the spatula and rushed out of the kitchen and into Shawn’s arms. “Oh really? You’re the best, Brother! The best!” She kissed and hugged him so enthusiastically she nearly knocked him over.
Eventually things settled down and Shawn sat at the dining table, directly across from his sister. The front of his robe fell open.
Vel took over kitchen duties since she wanted to give her daughter more “Shawn time.”
Joanna slumped down in her chair. “I’m so bummed.”
“What?” he asked, as he started to eat a bowl of cereal. “You were ecstatic about the lactation in summer idea a minute ago.”
“I know, and I still am. But I’m a ’now’ kind of person and that seems so far away! Not only that, but I had such fun ideas about how I was going to wake you up, and then you wake up all on your own.” She shot a resentful look at Vel in the kitchen, but Vel wasn’t looking.
“I’m sorry, Big Floatation Devices Sister, but it is after ten o’clock already. I would say it’s crazy that I’m missing school except that my body hurts so bad that I can’t really complain bout the extra rest. Every single muscle is in agony.”
Joanna stood up and tore her T-shirt off. She enthused, “‘Floatation devices’! I love it! That’s how big my tits are going to be this summer! E-cups, with any luck! Gushing with milk! Can you just picture it, Big 2001 Monolith Brother? Woo-hoo!” She put her hands behind her head and proudly jiggled her breasts, as if he might need that to help visualize.
Shawn was amused. He thought, Poor T-shirt, you didn’t stand a chance covering her chest up very long. I wonder how many more minutes those cut-off shorts will last before she finds an excuse to shuck them off, too? He was also amused at her latest nickname, a reference to the tall black monoliths in the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey. She seemed to have an endless supply of phallic shaped objects for her nicknames.
But then she became a bit calmer, and more coy. She sat down again (keeping her shirt off, of course). Her bare feet began to roam up Shawn’s legs. “Sorry to hear though about how tired you are. But of all your sore muscles, there’s one in particular I’m curious about. How is Shawn Junior doing?”
“To be honest, surprisingly well. It’s odd. It’s like it’s - I don’t know how to put it - battle-hardened, maybe. Seriously, lately it seems capable of taking any amount of use and abuse. Ironically, that’s the one part of my body that ISN’T in complete pain.”
“Oh, reaaaaally,” Joanna said in a playful, mock-snobby British accent. One of her feet continued working its way up towards his groin. “How… iiiiiinteresting! … Hmm.” Her foot found Shawn’s penis, and since he wasn’t wearing any clothes, she began fondling it with her naked toes.
“Come on, Sis. There are limits. I didn’t mean that it’s okay to do THAT.”
“Big Orthanc Brother…”
“Orthanc?”
CHAPTER 4
Vel was hurt, and didn’t know how to respond. One factor complicating things for her was that Joanna had a point. Possessiveness did play a factor in her thinking, but even more so was jealousy - the fact that Joanna could and probably would have Shawn’s babies eventually, while the barren Vel could not, was something that ruffled her feathers more than she liked to admit. But before she could think these things through, she heard a voice from behind her.
“Sis, hold on there.” It was Shawn, dressed in a robe. He staggered forward to the kitchen counter, walking as gingerly as Vel had been.
Vel and Joanna both rushed to him, but Vel remembered her promise not to even touch Shawn, and stood back. She watched while Joanna covered her brother’s face with kisses.
“You’re up! I was just about to come get you.” Joanna followed that with even more kisses.
He pointed to the waffle iron. “Shouldn’t you check that? And Mom, where’s my hello kiss? Or do I have to ‘get your attention’ if you know what I mean?”
“I’d love that Tiger, but today I promised to step back and leave you to my sister Cheese and my daughters. I didn’t exactly get off to a good start this morning with that, so we should really respect that.”
“Oh. So that’s what Sis meant by ’look at what you did this morning.’”
Joanna went to the kitchen to tend to breakfast, but she turned from the waffle iron to look at him. “Big Volkswagen Bus Brother, how much of our conversation did you overhear?”
“When I started coming downstairs, I heard you talking about pregnancy. Then the lactation stuff. I hate to say this, Sis, but I have to agree with Mommy. Even lactating just isn’t doable with school in the way. And Mommy, thanks for putting your foot down. That means a lot to me. You’re my mom, and a great mom, not some mindless sex slave.”
“Drat!” Joanna slammed the spatula down, and appeared to be on the verge of crying.
He added, “I’m touched, Big Chestnuts Sis, that you love me so much you want to have my baby right away as a sign of that love. But think about it: neither of us are ready for it. We can barely take care of ourselves right now and neither of us want to lose our freedoms this young. You love the idea more than what the reality would be like. I don’t know if you know what you’re getting into with the lactation idea, either. However, I’ll offer you one consolation: maybe if you want to lactate for just the three months of summer vacation, we could try that. It could be a kind of a test to see if you want it for later, long term. As long as you promise to end it in time for school to start in the fall, that should be okay.”
Joanna threw down the spatula and rushed out of the kitchen and into Shawn’s arms. “Oh really? You’re the best, Brother! The best!” She kissed and hugged him so enthusiastically she nearly knocked him over.
Eventually things settled down and Shawn sat at the dining table, directly across from his sister. The front of his robe fell open.
Vel took over kitchen duties since she wanted to give her daughter more “Shawn time.”
Joanna slumped down in her chair. “I’m so bummed.”
“What?” he asked, as he started to eat a bowl of cereal. “You were ecstatic about the lactation in summer idea a minute ago.”
“I know, and I still am. But I’m a ’now’ kind of person and that seems so far away! Not only that, but I had such fun ideas about how I was going to wake you up, and then you wake up all on your own.” She shot a resentful look at Vel in the kitchen, but Vel wasn’t looking.
“I’m sorry, Big Floatation Devices Sister, but it is after ten o’clock already. I would say it’s crazy that I’m missing school except that my body hurts so bad that I can’t really complain bout the extra rest. Every single muscle is in agony.”
Joanna stood up and tore her T-shirt off. She enthused, “‘Floatation devices’! I love it! That’s how big my tits are going to be this summer! E-cups, with any luck! Gushing with milk! Can you just picture it, Big 2001 Monolith Brother? Woo-hoo!” She put her hands behind her head and proudly jiggled her breasts, as if he might need that to help visualize.
Shawn was amused. He thought, Poor T-shirt, you didn’t stand a chance covering her chest up very long. I wonder how many more minutes those cut-off shorts will last before she finds an excuse to shuck them off, too? He was also amused at her latest nickname, a reference to the tall black monoliths in the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey. She seemed to have an endless supply of phallic shaped objects for her nicknames.
But then she became a bit calmer, and more coy. She sat down again (keeping her shirt off, of course). Her bare feet began to roam up Shawn’s legs. “Sorry to hear though about how tired you are. But of all your sore muscles, there’s one in particular I’m curious about. How is Shawn Junior doing?”
“To be honest, surprisingly well. It’s odd. It’s like it’s - I don’t know how to put it - battle-hardened, maybe. Seriously, lately it seems capable of taking any amount of use and abuse. Ironically, that’s the one part of my body that ISN’T in complete pain.”
“Oh, reaaaaally,” Joanna said in a playful, mock-snobby British accent. One of her feet continued working its way up towards his groin. “How… iiiiiinteresting! … Hmm.” Her foot found Shawn’s penis, and since he wasn’t wearing any clothes, she began fondling it with her naked toes.
“Come on, Sis. There are limits. I didn’t mean that it’s okay to do THAT.”
“Big Orthanc Brother…”
“Orthanc?”
“Orthanc! You know, Saruman’s tower from The Lord of the Rings. I’ve been reading your Lord of the Rings since you put it down, and if that tower isn’t a good phallic fit for your penis, then I don’t know what is! The whole book is filled with towers. Pretty good book too, I must say, even if you don’t count all the Shawn Junior references.”
“Oh.” He was a bit bummed by the reminder that sex had been so good and time consuming lately that he’d even put down The Lord of the Rings half way through. In fact, he hadn’t really done any pleasure reading in the past month at all. He was additionally bummed that he didn’t instantly recognize the Orthanc reference; it was symbolic of things he used to love that he’d let fall by the wayside.
But such worries were quickly cast aside as Joanna started massaging his penis with both feet. As far as she knew, she was the only one to have given him a foot job so far, and she prided herself on her special foot connection with him.
Shawn thought out loud, “I simply cannot believe that you made my penis hard again, after all it’s been through in the last twelve hours or so. How the hell does it rebound yet again?!”
Joanna answered what her brother thought was a rhetorical question. “It’s very simple: practice, practice, practice. We’re training it to remain erect forever. That’s why you need a little more practice right now.” His robe was wide open, so she had no trouble pinning his penis between her insole on one side and one of his thighs on the other.
Shawn saw a plate of waffles appear on the table in front of him. He looked up and saw Vel standing right next to him. She looked quite demure wearing her cooking apron with her hands clasped together over her stomach, except for the fact that the apron was all she wore. She tilted her head and stared at Shawn’s hard-on with a mixture of pride and wonderment. “Isn’t it wonderful, Angel?”
“Mom, it feels sooo hot to the soles of my feet! It’s like walking on coals! You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this!” Her foot continued to press his penis against his thigh.
Shawn said, “That’s all well and good, but while both of you are paying attention, I have something important to discuss. Obviously you both have been fighting about my early morning fuck today. I can still see some redness in both of your eyes. We can’t go on like this! We need to get along without conflict. I don’t like conflict, especially if it makes either of you cry. But the problem is that I can’t even handle the level of sexual activity we’re at now, much less handle any more. My penis might be able to take it, but the rest of my body can’t. Most importantly, my brain can’t. After last night I’m so wiped out mentally that I just want to sleep for a week. But I have to go to school! That sucks so bad.”
He paused, and ate a few bites of his waffles. He periodically grimaced, not from pain but from the sheer pleasure Joanna’s foot was giving him. He was surprised there didn’t seem to be any reaction to his words from the other two, except that after his mention of his body being in pain, Vel stood behind him and began massaging his shoulders. She pushed his robe off to do so, and it fell to the floor.
Finally, he said in exasperation, “Aren’t you going to say anything?”
Vel said, “Angel, isn’t it impressive how he’s able to talk so articulately even while you’re intently jacking him off with your foot? He’s such a stud! It gets me so HOT!”
Joanna disappeared completely under the table, but replied, “I KNOW! Things like that just prove that he’s our natural master and we’re meant to SERVE! In fact, it’s just WRONG for me not to suck him off, right now!”
“Good idea, dear. I hope he can fill your mouth with a really big load. Late last night he practically ran out of sperm with the last few loads he gave me. It was so tragic. Though what can even Shawn do after nine loads, and another one this morning! Ten cum loads, just like I asked him to! I’m so proud!”
The sound “Mmphftf blotoughf!” came from beneath the table.
Shawn and Vel had no idea what Joanna tried to say, because her mouth was full of penis now, and she was sucking on it as if her life depended on it.
Shawn exclaimed in exasperation, “You two! Did you not hear a word I said? This is a serious problem! I’m saying I can only handle so much, and your response is to blow me? We’re headed for disaster! These kinds of disputes you were having this morning are just going to get worse because you all seem to get more and more insatiable every day. It’s starting to seriously worry me! I want to keep all four of you happy, but how can I possibly do that? All of you are complete nymphomaniacs!”
Vel replied, while still kneading his neck and shoulders, “Tiger, you have a good point. I’m sorry. Angel, listen up. The way you and I fought this morning was wrong. I’m sorry for what I did. But part of our lot in life as big-titted, incestuous, lusty busty fuck toys is to recognize that we can’t always get fucked as hard and long and thoroughly as he did me last night. We shouldn’t have such high expectations. Instead, we must pine away the time dreaming until the moment when we can serve as his happy cum receptacles again. We can’t place too many demands on him. It’s not right. … Dear, please take his thick fuck monster out of your mouth so you can pay attention and add to the discussion.”
With a loud pop, Joanna let Shawn’s penis go.
CHAPTER 5
But Joanna was only getting started with her sexual fun. She said, “I’m sorry. Big Barad-Dur Tower Brother, please sit on the edge of your seat with your legs spread really wide, then I’ll give you my two cents on this.”
“Okay, but why am I spreading my legs?” he asked even as he complied.
Joanna quickly rearranged herself underneath the table, getting on all fours with her ass facing Shawn’s lap. Then she backed up until her ass was between his legs, right at the edge of his chair. She then used her hands and guided his penis into her hungry pussy as she pushed her hips back into his groin.
“MooooOOOOoooom! Sis isn’t taking me seriously! She’s backed her ass up into me and she’s starting to fuck me under the table!” He noticed with amused chagrin that her shorts had come off, around two minutes after he guessed they would.
Vel looked down at Joanna’s ass and exclaimed, “Oooh! Good one, Angel!” She watched the fucking with mixed feelings. On the one hand, she was excited to see her strong son’s dick already on its way to filling another hot cunt, and impressed at how cleverly Joanna was performing her fuck toy duties. The combination of both children excelling filled her with maternal pride, as if both of them had just been awarded honor student recognition for the month. But on the other hand, after last night she wanted to be fucked again so bad that seeing it happen to someone else created a longing so strong it was like a punch in the gut.
The horny mother decided she needed to do something to redirect her concentration away from the sights and slurpy sounds of her daughter’s penis-filled pussy. She found her hands roaming all over her son’s chest, and that made her feel much better. But then she remembered her promise to keep cool with Shawn for the day, and reluctantly went back to merely working on his shoulders, neck, and back. She figured that might violate the letter of the request, but not the spirit since she was sure Joanna would understand that Shawn needed a relaxing massage quite badly.
Joanna ignored Shawn’s protest. As she swung her ass back and forth over his penis, preventing Shawn from having to move his sore muscles to thrust, she said calmly, “Brother, I know exactly what you mean. I completely agree with Mom. This is not your problem. This is our problem. We have to learn more patience. It’s true that we’re a bunch of insatiable, big-titted, hot and tight-cunted nymphos, but we’ll just have to do each other more, that’s all. So expect to hear the sound of wild, lesbian love screaming through the house more frequently.”
Shawn was already having a hard time focusing on the conversation because his penis felt so good. He protested, “Why does everyone always have to throw in ‘big-titted’ all the time whenever they’re describing things?”
Vel replied, “Because it’s so obvious that it turns you on. And also because it’s true.”
She held him by the chin, and gently turned his head to the side. “I used to be so modest, but why deny it? Do you deny that your sisters and mothers have just about the nicest, biggest, bounciest, milkiest, and most squeezable racks in the whole county? You OWN our eight tits. Do something with them!”
She pressed her tits into his face, smothering him with tit-flesh. She thought, I just can’t help it! Angel, please allow your old mother this one little pleasure? Shawn owns my tits! I must use them for his pleasure! I must!
“MoooooOOOOooom!” Now it was Joanna’s turn to cry out. She couldn’t see Vel, or even Shawn, from her position under the table, but she could guess well enough that Vel was up to something. “Mom, do I have to remind you that you said no touching?”
“Oh. Sorry, Angel. I’m going just stick to rubbing his shoulders and back then. I hope that’s all right.”
Vel did do that, except that she lifted him up an inch so she could move the chair he was sitting in ninety degrees and get at his whole backside without any obstacle. She tried to do it as subtly as possible so Joanna wouldn’t notice. Then she really went to town, rubbing her firm, round tits all over.
Shawn sighed. He was frustrated by the sheer intensity of their sexual obsessions, yet the things they did to him felt too good for him to stop.
Joanna picked up on his tone and said, “Seriously, Brother, we’re going to promise to take it easy. You know that I’ve been dying for you to fuck me ever since you got back home, and you’re doing it now. I was looking forward to hours and hours of languid, lazy fucking this afternoon, but I’m willing to forgo all that so you can get more rest. And Vel has already vowed no touching, so all you have to do is fuck Hui Shan and Cheese after their fuck-free weekends. That’s only two more fucks today. Talk about an easy recovery day! All you have to do is let us know, and we’ll ease up. Right, Mom?”
“Definitely!” Vel hoped Joanna didn’t notice the way her voice was starting to pant and get more excited.
Shawn thought about that. Hmm. No way is anything going to happen with Peggy today; I’ll be lucky if she still wants to talk to me after school. Of course I’ll have to deal with Sera somehow. Then there’s the Doctor Fredrickson situation which we’ve planned to tackle after school, but there shouldn’t be any sex for me there. So all in all, I’m only really obliged to fuck Hui Shan and Cheese, and at least keep Sera’s holes stuffed with something. All in all, a light day. Not bad.
He finally replied, “Well, that makes me feel better. Thanks. We’ll see if it actually happens; I have my doubts. But another thing bothers me. You two are always going on with the fuck toy talk, and I assumed that was just to get me more excited, like the big tit talk you always do. But on my way down here I heard one of you say… What did you say?”
He lost his train of thought, because he noticed his mother was doing something strange. She was having a problem with her tit massage because she lacked lubrication to glide her tits the way she wanted to. But an inspiration struck her: Shawn watched as she took the bottle of maple syrup next to his waffles and poured it all over her tits.
He tilted his head around and gaped in wonder at the sight of the dark maple syrup pouring down her. Clearly, she loved it. She tilted her head back and let out a scream, but a silent one, only moving her mouth (so Joanna wouldn’t know what she was doing), because the whole thing made her feel so good. She imagined that she was pouring an endless amount of Shawn’s cum all over herself. It felt so great that she didn’t just stop with the tits and poured it onto her face as well, fantasizing she was getting the facial of a lifetime.
But then she remembered that this was supposed to be Joanna’s time and she shouldn’t get carried away. So she poured a bit more directly onto Shawn’s back, then resumed rubbing her bare tits into him. Now, thanks to all the syrup, her breasts slid effortlessly all over his skin. It felt fantastic for both of them.
Shawn tried to remember what he was talking about, but even with the end of Vel’s little show, he still had to contend with Vel’s tits sloshing around his back and shoulders and Joanna’s hips doing all the fucking and thrusting for him beneath the table. After a very long pause with only heavy breathing breaking the silence, he said, “Where was I? … Oh yeah. One of you said, ‘Is he not our lord and master? Who are we, his mere sex slaves and fuck toys, to question him?’ Or something like that. It was taken as a given in the conversation, and I wasn’t even there to arouse! That’s so over the top. I’m just a kid! What gives?”
Vel said, “Okay, you caught me. But that’s just the same big tits theory I’ve been espousing these past weeks. Is that such a surprise? So we really, really, REALLY love to serve you. We try our best to tone our language down, but I’ll try harder. You should be happy! Is it any surprise I’d do anything in the world to feel as good as you made me feel last night? But part of our obedience means that if you say stop, we stop. Right, Angel?” She was really into her maple syrup tit massage now, and slid her sticky, drenched orbs all over.
“Right! Well, mostly.” Joanna giggled. She was really enjoying the feeling of pumping her pussy over her brother’s penis in this position and in this situation. It made her feel like even more of a submissive fuck toy harem girl than usual to be in such an outrageous position, fucking him under the table like this. If mom insists on playing “alarm clock” every morning, perhaps I can be his daily under-the-table breakfast fuck! Mmmm … that’s one way I could get my Recommended Daily Allowance of brother fucking and Shawn cum!
Shawn replied to Vel, “Okay, Mommy. But remember that you’re still my mom. I need your guidance and discipline. I was so glad to hear you put your foot down with Joanna’s pregnancy idea simply because I’ve been worrying that you lost your willpower.”
“Don’t worry, Son, I’m still your mother. Even though I expect you to ravage my body at will, I’ll still fight tooth and nail for what I think is best for you. It’s just that I realize one thing that’s best for you is to fuck all the big-titted nymphos your heart desires.”
Shawn smiled, pleased. But he gently chided, “There you go with the ‘big-titted’ again.”
Vel said in a motherly tone, “Tiger, enough of this talking. You’ve hardly touched your food. You still have to finish eating and take a shower, not to mention the drive time to school. So kick back and eat, and enjoy your sister’s tight pussy gripping your thick cock. Don’t worry. We’re going to be totally low profile from now on. You’ll hardly notice we’re here.”
Shawn mentally compared her “hardly notice we’re here” comment with the way Joanna was exquisitely fucking him and the way Vel was “massaging” him, and had a good laugh.
Joanna’s disembodied voice echoed out from under the table. “Think of it as ‘stealth stroking,’ Big Bunker Buster Brother, only now I’m using the best method to minimize any penis chafing. All the lubrication you could ever want coupled with a fine and firm velvety grip and grasp to keep you exquisitely stimulated and ‘on the edge’ all the way through breakfast! Come on, you can’t say no to that now, can you?”
Shawn replied with a hard to decipher grunt. He was conflicted, but as usual, the desires of his penis won out.
Vel was trying to pretend calmness so Joanna wouldn’t suspect that her massage had gotten a bit out of hand with the maple syrup. But while her voice may have been calm, her body certainly wasn’t. She cupped her pussy and began frigging herself frantically.
Joanna somehow sensed something was up, if only because Vel and Shawn were in close proximity. She said, “Mom, I’m almost done here. Can you get me another waffle?”
“Oh, poo.” Vel disengaged and returned to the kitchen, dripping maple syrup everywhere. She thanked her luck that the kitchen and dining room were both tiled instead of carpeted.
Shawn felt a little bit better, and finished his meal in silence. The only sound was Joanna’s pussy repeatedly squishing, sliding, and clutching around his penis under the table. It was a strange sensation, because he could barely see any of her, and he felt little more than the fucking and her ass cheeks occasionally slapping into his inner thighs. It was almost like being fucked by a ghost.
His penis didn’t hurt at the moment, but he had a bad feeling that it might if he ejaculated, so he explained that to Joanna and used his PC muscle to finish breakfast without cumming, despite her excellent fucking.
Joanna pulled herself free of Shawn, which allowed a bit of her feely flowing juices to leak out obscenely from her slippery pussy. Then she crawled out from under the table. She returned to her chair and looked at her brother. She was surprised to see Vel standing behind him, massaging his shoulders with her hands and sliding her tits all over his back. She said in a very peeved tone, “Mom, what the hell happened to you? You call that giant sticky mess from here to the kitchen ‘keeping your hands off of him?’”
“Sorry, dear, it’s just that Shawn clearly needs a massage. I know first hand just how sore he feels, and I needed some lubrication to make it work. You’re not mad at me, are you? I wasn’t trying to take his attention from you, really I wasn’t…” Joanna just glared, so Vel continued as an idea suddenly struck her. “You know what? The next time either of you need maple syrup for your pancakes or waffles, you know what we could do?”
Joanna sat back and crossed her arms under her breasts, still irritated, “Let me guess. We could just lick it straight off your tits. And wait. Let me guess some more: the idea makes you, quote, so hot, unquote.”
Vel opened her eyes wide in surprise. “Oh my! How did you know?”
Shawn smiled at Vel’s predictable nature. He found it quite endearing. He added, “But Mom, the only problem with that is we’ll still have to go all the way to the fridge to get the milk. If only there were somewhere nearer to get our milk from…”
Vel’s eyes opened even wider. She was very excited to tell both of them that they could just nurse the milk straight from her nipples, but then she looked at their bemused smirks and felt chagrined. She playfully pushed Shawn, since he was in reach. “You two! You’re playing with me, aren’t you? You know exactly where you should get your milk, and it makes me so happy!”
Joanna laughed, genuinely happy now. “Mom, you know what? It’s impossible to stay mad at you. You’re just too pure and good.” They all had a good laugh.
Shawn headed upstairs to take a quick shower. His penis deflated immediately. He found that to be a welcome relief. But when he stepped out and felt for the towel in its usual spot on the towel rack, his hand discovered Joanna’s arm instead.
She drew his hand to her chest and said, “Today, I’m your towel. You don’t think you can go to school without cumming again, do you?”
He groaned and stepped out of the shower, pretending great frustration, but he actually liked her towel surprise. She was dry and managed to more or less dry him off by rubbing her naked body all over him.
Then, when she’d gotten him fairly dry, she pulled him to the floor and said, “Now, let’s work on some advanced toweling techniques.”
Needless to say, he was erect, very erect, by then. But she didn’t fuck him, suck him, or jack him off, she just continued to rub him all over with her body, kissing him everywhere along the way. Since he was so sore, she made sure to massage him as much as possible. On top of all that, she certainly managed to graze his penis with every opportunity (it was nearly impossible to avoid, since she was on top of him). She generally aroused him with every trick she knew (she’d long mastered the finer points of the book Shawn brought home detailing the human body’s seventeen erogenous zones).
Shawn was so worked up that he was on the verge of grabbing her and pulling her down for a good, hard fuck, no longer caring about the time, his tiredness, or soreness. But after about ten minutes, just as his arousal reached a boiling point, she stood up and said, “Come on. You’re all dry now. Let’s go get dressed.”
Shawn groaned in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. But he stood up and followed her lead. He didn’t want to miss the start of Peggy’s class, because that could lead to an awkward encounter with her later, with many awkward questions needing to be asked and answered.
She already had their clothes ready in neat piles, and dressed him and herself. But she wanted to keep him on edge, so even while dressing, she simultaneously either stroked or sucked his perpetual hardness. She led him downstairs by his penis, jacking him off the whole time.