Have you ever had a weird dream, and at some point you realize you are dreaming, but you still can’t wake up? I had this dream that I was looking down at my body. I was back in the hospital, and three doctors were standing over my body, trying to revive me. I looked to my right, and saw Charlene and Sarah talking softly to each other.
“It’s such a shame,” Sarah said, “I wonder what Joshua would have been like, if he’d ever woken up.”
“I bet he would have been lovely in bed,” Charlene sighed.
I realized then that I was dreaming. I also realized the doctors weren’t trying to revive me. They were harvesting my organs. I watched with sick fascination as they pulled my liver out of my abdomen. I heard my mother walk up behind the nurses.
“Joshua,” she said softly, “you really need to wake up now. This isn’t healthy.”
I finally did manage to wake up. I sat up, but I wasn’t filled with panic as I had been so many times before. I looked around the dim living room, expecting to see my mother. Nobody was there. I turned and sat up on the couch, to watch the vivid colors light the sky as the sun rose. I was thinking about the dream, and about the reality of my hospital experience.
I needed to put that behind me and move on with my life. Dwelling on it wasn’t healthy. When the sky had worked its way from purple to pink to the pale blue of daylight, I stood up. I went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee for Mom, Leanne and Beth. I poured a large glass of juice for myself and took my vitamins and supplements.
Now, I don’t like the taste of coffee, but it certainly smells good while it is brewing. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee spread through the house, acting like a gentle wake up call. My mother was the first to answer that call, padding out to the kitchen in her bare feet. Like me, she had fallen asleep in the clothes she wore when we drove to pick up Beth and Leanne from their friend’s party. Her skirt and blouse were only slightly wrinkled.
“Mmm. Good morning,” she said softly to me. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a nice, tight hug. Her body was still very warm from getting out of bed. I hugged her back. My hands slid down her back, and I gently squeezed her bare ass under the skirt, causing my mother to shiver deliciously in my arms. I could clearly see the top of her lacy bra down her blouse as we released each other.
Mom turned and poured a mug of coffee. She was bent slightly at the kitchen counter. I could easily imagine taking her right there, particularly after last night. We both heard Leanne from down the hall, though, putting that little fantasy out of my mind.
“Ohhh,” she moaned out softly, “Is that coffee I smell?”
Leanne had changed out of her clothes. She had slept in one of my oversized shirts. There is something undeniably sexy about a woman dressed for bed that way. Of course, this is Leanne we’re talking about. She would make a burlap sack look sexy, without even trying.
“Good morning, Leanne. Josh got up and made us coffee this morning,” my mom said.
Leanne flowed into my arms and gave me my second warm hug of the morning. Unlike my mom, she wasn’t wearing a bra, as evidenced by her hard nipples pressed into my chest. I squeezed her to me. I saw my mom’s eyebrows rise as she noticed Leanne’s bare bottom peeking out of the bottom of that shirt.
Leanne slid from my arms and turned to my mother. Mom had poured her a mug of coffee. Leanne held it in both hands and breathed in the aroma before taking a sip. From her expression, you would think I had learned to make Ambrosia.
“This settles it,” she said to my mom, “He’s an amazing cook and makes me morning coffee. I will have to marry your son.”
My mom had started getting frying pans out to make breakfast. She smiled at Leanne and said, “Alright. But you have to let him graduate high school first.”
“Deal.” Leanne and I spoke as one. We shared a smile at that, and all three of us chuckled.
After a few more sips of coffee, Leanne went back to my room and dressed before rejoining me at the table.
The lovely aromas of breakfast wafted through the house. Beth came out of her room dressed in her pink pajamas, smiling as she sniffed the air. “That smells great,” she said before ducking into the bathroom. She joined us shortly after, coming over to sit in my lap as she and Leanne talked about the wild party that had broken out the night before. It was just girlfriends hanging out and sharing drinks, but they had one hell of a great time doing it.
Beth got out of my lap when Mom brought out heaping plates of breakfast. It was just so nice to sit around with these beautiful women and fill my ravenous gut with food. I did the breakfast dishes, and then sat down to look at my study schedule for the day. Leanne showed me the activities she had scheduled for me as well.
“Do you feel up to using the pool?” she asked, “Your sunburn doesn’t look nearly as bad today.”
I thought it over a bit before replying, “I think if we wait until this evening, it would be a good idea. I don’t think it would be smart to go out in the middle of the day. Will that work for you?”
Leanne nodded. “Yes. That would give me a chance to go to my place and change, and bring my own swimsuit. In fact, I should do that now. You can study for a couple of hours, and then we can start your physical therapy.” She turned to Beth then, “Hey, Beth. Do you want to go with me to my apartment? We can get my clothes and then head over to Gypsy’s.”
Gypsy’s was a nail salon across town. According to the women in my life, it was a really good one. Beth seemed torn, but in the end decided to go. “Sounds good. Let me get dressed real quick first.” When Beth was ready to go, Mom and I hugged each of the girls and walked them to the door.
We watched Leanne’s Mustang drive away, and then my mother walked into the house ahead of me. As I followed her, I couldn’t help but think, “Your mother has no panties on underneath that skirt. Just a delicious pussy and a tight, cock-hungry ass.”
Mom looked over her shoulder and caught me staring at her backside. She raised an eyebrow at me, and I grinned sheepishly and closed the front door behind me. I turned and locked the door. When I turned back around, my mother was leaning against the back of the couch, still looking over her shoulder at me. She had one hand holding up the back of her skirt.
“Joshua Thompson, were you staring at your mother’s ass? You naughty boy! What am I going to do with you?”
I growled involuntarily at that, and dove at the inviting target in front of me. Mom let out a little shriek of laughter, dropping her skirt and turning around. She playfully slapped at my hands, keeping me at bay. I kissed her, still reaching for that inviting round booty in her skirt.
“Mmm-mmn,” mom said into my mouth. She pulled her face back and said, “You really do need to study. And my poor little bottom will need some time to recover from last night.”
She took my hand and led me into my bedroom. “Joshua, go ahead and get undressed. Let me pick out a nice, inappropriate outfit for you to wear while you study.”
I obeyed my mother, taking off the cargo shorts, boxers, and long t-shirt. I couldn’t help but get hard watching Mom bend over to look through my dresser drawers. Her skirt had risen up in back again, presenting me with a view I could not resist. I took a step toward her.
She turned around, then, and held up a pair of gray workout shorts. They were the really oversized ones she had bought for me while I was in the hospital. She held them open, and I stepped into them. “No underwear for me?” I said, “Isn’t that a little risky?”
“It’s perfect for what I have in mind,” she replied, “Now put on some deodorant and that same shirt you were wearing. I’m going to put on some panties. Clearly you cannot be trusted around my defenseless little naked bottom.”
She smiled as she said it, and she rose and walked out of my room. I grabbed the shirt, threw the dirty cargo shorts and boxers into the laundry hamper, and walked into the bathroom to put on deodorant and the shirt.
When I came out of the bathroom, I didn’t see her, so I went and sat at the dining room table and looked at the study schedule. I needed to knock out two more chapters of English, three of Chemistry, and two more chapters of World History today. That was rather a lot, really. At the same time, it was a little less than I had done yesterday. I picked up the Chemistry book to see how long the chapters were.
The first chapter was largely introduction. It explained how the chapters were organized, how to properly read and utilize the information, and how the study questions at the end of each chapter could best be used to enhance the learning experience. The rest of the chapter was split between an introduction to the scientific method and a brief history of Chemistry as a science.
While I was reading this, I heard my mom come out of her bedroom through the kitchen. She padded up behind me and started rubbing my neck and shoulders. “How does the Chemistry look?” she asked.
“It’s a lot less exciting than your hot ass in that—oh,” I saw that she was now wearing a knee-length house robe. She stood to my right and lifted up the hem of the robe, showing me that she was now wearing the lacy panties that matched her bra. It was just a fleeting glimpse before she dropped it.
“Do you think you can focus on studying now?” The slight smile on her face let me know there wasn’t any malice or accusation there. I smiled back. “Yes, ma’am,” I said, “I am about to be all over this Chemistry!”
“Good!” she replied. “Don’t let me distract you, then. You just study away.”
Then she got on her knees and crawled under the table. Her hot hands, sliding up my thighs, were a bit distracting. It was a little more distracting when she pulled open the right leg of my shorts and pulled out my dick. After that, her hot, wet little mouth got really distracting. Her moans and the slurping noises she made were awfully distracting as well.
Despite all the distractions emanating from under the dining room table, I have to say that I have never enjoyed studying quite so much in my life. I managed to finish the study questions for the second chapter before that ultimate distraction made me stop. I gripped the tabletop tightly with both hands as my mother drained every drop of my cum.
I lay back in my chair, relaxing after that intense climax. I expected my mom to come out from under the table, but she didn’t. Instead, she was taking my soft, post-orgasmic cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. I realized that she wasn’t done with me yet. I looked down at her as she took me into her throat. Only Jeannie had ever managed to do that before.
Mom’s robe was open. She was twisting one thick nipple in her fingers. I started getting hard again, which caused her to gag and cough up my dick. She looked up at me then.
“Get back to studying, young man!”
“Yes, Ma’am,” I said.
I sat back up in my seat and got back to work. She also went back to work on my hard cock, but she gave up trying to swallow it again after two more spluttering attempts. She went back to gently nursing on the first few inches, sometimes backing up to suck hard on the tip. A couple of times, I leaned back in my chair to look down at her. Both times, she gave me a stern look and shook her head.
I did manage to finish my Chemistry work for the day. I closed the book with a sigh, and leaned forward. I put my arms on the table and enjoyed listening to my mom while she sucked and slurped between my legs.
“Mom, I’m done with the Chemistry for today,” I spoke into the tabletop softly.
I felt and heard my cock being released. “Good job, Joshua. I’m glad you have that kind of control,” came up from below. I smiled at the thought; if someone were standing and watching me, it had to look like I was talking to the table. And that the table was talking back.
After a few more vigorous, insistent pulls on the head of my cock, Mom finally released me and crawled out from beneath the table. She stood and straightened her robe after giving me an eyeful. She re-tied the robe and came around behind me, leaning down to hug me around my neck.
“Thank you for that, Joshua,” she said, “that was just what I needed.”
I turned to look at her in disbelief. She was thanking me? “Really, Mom? I should be thanking you. That was just…” I was at a loss, so I rattled off, “amazing, intense, awesome, incredible, wow. Seriously, thank YOU,”
She smiled at that, and then took my hand. “You’re welcome. You were right earlier, though. We really need to get some underwear on you before the girls get back.”
I followed her back to my bedroom. She motioned me to take off my shorts and went through the top drawer of my dresser. I dropped my shorts and sat on the bed. I leaned back on my elbows, still unable to take my eyes off of my mom’s ass in that robe. Did I mention before that she has an incredible ass?
She turned around with a pair of boxer briefs in her hands. She stopped and looked at me then. My cock was still hard and it was glistening slightly in the morning sun. It was still moist from her saliva, pointing toward her face and bucking gently with my pulse.
Mom looked over at my bedroom clock. We had at least a half hour before the girls would be back. She dropped the boxer briefs, then untied her robe and slid her panties down. She stood up and walked toward me, shrugging her shoulders and letting the robe fall to join our underwear on the floor. Lying back in my bed, I had a magnificent view as she sat in my lap and her tight, wet little pussy swallowed my throbbing dick.
“I was so incredibly turned on, sucking your dick like that,” she said. She started rocking her hips once I was fully inside her. “It was even hotter when you were working and I couldn’t see your face. I felt like I had snuck into someone’s office and was giving an anonymous stranger a blowjob at work.”
That admission from my mom was awfully kinky. And hot. Saying it out loud turned her on even more, and she was soon bucking in orgasm on top of me. I leaned up enough to start sucking her nipples. She encouraged me to suck harder, even bite them a little. With that extra stimulation, it didn’t take long before she was riding me hard, really pounding my cock into her.
“Oh, fuck yes!” she cried out loud. I was once again soaked with her pussy juice. This second orgasm was much longer than the first. It was stronger, too. Her pussy squeezed me hard, almost expelling my dick in the process. When she finally stopped shaking and moaning, she once again had my throbbing erection buried to the hilt inside her.
“Whew,” she blew out softly. She looked into my eyes then, “are you close, Joshua?”
I thought about it and shook my head. “You drained me so well earlier. I could probably go another half hour before I cum again.”
Mom sighed and climbed off of me. “Sadly, we don’t have that kind of time.” She slid to her knees, spreading my legs wide, and cleaned her juices off of me with her mouth.
When Beth and Leanne walked in the front door, I was studying at the dining room table with my mother sitting next to me. I was once again reading aloud from the World History textbook. Beth and Leanne showed off their freshly manicured and painted nails. I don’t know enough about that to really have an opinion. I said they looked nice, and went back to reading. My mom said it was a good time for me to take a study break and shooed me off so they could take over the dining room for girl talk.
I smiled and got up. I got another glass of water and looked at each of them, just admiring how beautiful each woman was. My mother looked at me and shook her head. I had been warned before about eavesdropping, so I retreated to the bathroom and applied a fresh coat of aloe lotion to my sunburned skin. The burn really didn’t hurt anymore, but my skin was visibly still sunburned. I went to my bedroom and piddled around on my laptop and cell phone for a while after that.
I have to admit, it was relaxing. I was ready to go when Leanne came and got me to begin my physical therapy for the day. We sat at the dining room table again as she went over her plan, so that my mom and sister would be included. Leanne was starting me on a regular weightlifting regimen. It was set up to rotate through a day of back and biceps work, followed by chest and triceps, and legs and abs the third day.
“After that, you will have one day with no weights. We’ll work on cardio on that day.” Leanne turned to my mom and asked, “Would you mind if I take Josh to my place for his cardio workout? I have a really good stationary bicycle for that.”
Mom was puttering around in the kitchen at the time. She nodded and said, “That sounds fine.”
I avoided making eye contact with Leanne. I could only imagine the kind of cardio workout we would have at her place. She got up, and I followed her down the hall to the little home gym. She had me lifting much more reasonable levels of weight this time, so it was a vigorous but not overwhelming workout. She had fifteen exercises in the routine, and had me work through them three times each.
We left the door open, and the air conditioning was on, but the room still heated up very quickly. Leanne had me take off my shirt, just working out in my very baggy exercise shorts. She stripped off her loose shirt and spotted me wearing a sports bra and skin tight yoga-style shorts. I had a massive boner tenting my shorts when I saw her like that. It was clear she was wearing nothing under those shorts. However, the intense workout soon sapped that erection. Leanne made me focus on each lift, making sure my form was perfect from start to finish.
The workout took three sweat-soaked hours. We had been sucking down water between reps. When the workout was done, we each grabbed a quart-sized sports drink out of the refrigerator. The cool liquid was refreshing, but we went outside and joined Beth on the pool deck so we wouldn’t drip sweat all over the house. I made sure to sit in the shade.
Beth was lying on her stomach in a lounge chair. Her bikini top was draped in front of her. Leanne dragged another of the lounge chairs over next to Beth and laid it flat. She spread her towel on the lounge chair and then pulled off her sweaty sports bra. I got a precious little flash of those marvelous breasts before she was on her stomach as well.
Beth and Leanne spoke and giggled quietly enough that I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Once I had finally stopped sweating, I decided to go shower. I stood and let them know, before walking back inside. Just that thirty foot walk through the late afternoon sun let me know I had made the right call earlier. I could feel the sun lapping on my sensitive skin.
As soon as I stepped into the shower, I heard the bathroom door open. Leanne, looking gorgeous and sexy with that sheen of sweat on her body, joined me in the shower. I raised my eyebrows, unable to stop at eye contact. She smiled softly as we stood and admired each other’s bodies in the shower. Finally she spoke in a soft voice.
“I left the door unlocked. I doubt your mom would come in, but she did see me follow you in here. Beth might join us, though.” She picked up a scrubbie and poured a dab of body wash into it, then began washing my chest. She leaned up to kiss me, and then continued, “If Beth does come in, I’ll have her take over washing you. I’m actually not supposed to let you bathe during my therapy hours without at least watching you. Can you believe that? I would be liable if you slipped and hurt yourself.”
“Maybe I should wash you first, then,” I said. Leanne already had my chest, shoulders and torso covered in suds. I carefully stepped around her so that she could step into the warm spray. Unable to resist, I hugged her from behind. I rubbed my soapy front against her back, letting the lather spread all over both of us. My dick was now completely hard, poking into the crack of her perfect ass.
“Josh, you’d better not start anything,” Leanne growled at me, “Beth could walk in here at any—oh!—you can’t—oh, fuck—Josh, you shouldn’t fuck my ass!”
I didn’t want to correct her. I had stopped moving when the head of my cock first pressed against her tight little hole. She had been pushing back into me, taking more and more of my soapy shaft into her. I had been squeezing and teasing her nipples from behind. Since she apparently couldn’t control herself, I groaned and took charge. I grabbed her hips and thrust hard into her three times, then pulled out. Seriously, I was shaking I wanted back in there so badly.
I pulled the shower nozzle from its rest and started rinsing her back. I leaned in and whispered, “Just a little deep cleaning. Nothing wrong with that.” I then directed the spray into her slightly-dilated butt hole and rinsed out the soap. Leanne’s legs were shaking despite the warmth of the water. When she turned around, her eyes were dilated, her nostrils flared. I grabbed her wrists before she could attack me, and said, “Calm it down, Leanne.”
She blew out a long breath over my shoulder, and then nodded her head. We both knew we needed to end this shower quickly. We were both fighting a losing battle for self-control. We stepped apart and washed ourselves quickly, then rinsed each other off just as quickly. I grabbed a towel and handed it to her. She dried off in the shower, with the curtain drawn, while I dried myself in front of the sink on that bath mat.
When she stepped out, we shared a quick, hot kiss. It was full of promise for later. Then she went into Beth’s room to get dressed while I went into my room. Still wrapped in the bath towel, I sat at my desk and carefully controlled my breathing until I was calm. My erection was stubborn and refused to relax at all. Eventually I gave up on that and just got dressed in a pair of swim trunks and a tank top, figuring we would go swimming in a couple of hours.
I realized I had neglected to point out the security cameras in the back yard earlier. My dad was going to have one hell of a show when he got home. Unless I did what Mom had told me to do; I needed to point out those cameras, and let Mom deal with the girls’ reaction. I blew out a breath and got up. No time like the present!
I walked through the living room and out the back door. Beth was still sunning in the lounge chair, but she was on her back now with her bikini top draped over her breasts. I made a show of looking around. The sun was low in the sky, shining right in my eyes, so I had to use a hand to shield my eyes from the glare. I turned my head to the right and did a double-take. Beth watched me walk down to the end of the house, and heard me mutter, “Holy shit.”
“What is it?” Beth called to me.
“You had better come see this, Beth. I think it’s a security camera,” I said. I had said it just a little too loudly, apparently. Before Beth could secure her top, Leanne came storming out the back door.
“WHAT?” she said. It was a little louder than my voice, but now the back door was open. My mom poked her head out to see what the commotion was about.
Leanne turned to my mother, “You have a security camera out here? Beth and I were sunbathing topless!”
“Oh, that’s right. We had those installed at the end of last summer. I guess we never mentioned it.” Mom was calm about it. “It’s alright, Leanne, it just goes to a disc here at the house. We can just destroy that so you don’t have to worry about it. Next time you girls want to sunbathe topless, just turn off the cameras. I’ll show you the control for it inside.”
Once we were all back in the house, Mom showed us the security controls in her bedroom. She made a big show of pulling out the disc and running it through my dad’s shredder. She put in a new disc, and said, “All better?”
The relief coming off of both girls was palpable.
After that little episode, I went back to studying. I read out loud from my World History book while Leanne took notes on my performance. This all had to be properly documented for her to get paid by the insurance company. Beth paid a little less attention to my oratory. She had her notepad out and was checking her social media. Mom was making a marvelous dinner in the kitchen. Every so often I had to pause in my reading because I was beginning to drool as the cooking aromas triggered my Pavlovian response.
Every time I did, Leanne would shake her head sadly and make a note of it. There was a twinkle in her eye, though. She was having fun with this.
Mom finished dinner just after I finished my reading in World History. I still had the worksheets to fill out, but we needed space at the dinner table. I cleared the books out of the dining room, taking all of them back to my room and piling them on my new desk. It did take a second trip to get the pile from the floor.
Mom had cooked a regular fiesta for dinner. There were enchiladas, Spanish rice, refried beans, all the fixings for fajitas, guacamole, queso and chips. We all ate way too much, and then we all pitched in to clean up afterwards. We lounged in the living room and watched some television while our food settled. I fetched my English book to knock out those chapters, but spared the ladies having to listen to me read out loud.
Leanne and Beth finally rose from the couch to go change into their swimsuits. Jokingly, I said, “Should I turn off the camera, in case anybody wants to skinny-dip?”
“There had better not be any skinny-dipping,” my mom snorted, “I’m going swimming with you guys.”
I went out to the pool and started slowly swimming laps. I had put on an old pair of swim goggles to keep the chlorine from burning my eyes. I did not know if there was any specific regimen that I would need to follow to fulfill Leanne’s therapy requirements.
The water did feel soothing on my aching back and biceps muscles. After three laps, it did occur to me that I hadn’t taken my supplements right after my workout. I climbed out of the pool and made a trail of water all the way to the back door. I opened it and hollered in, “Hey, anybody dressed yet?”
Beth popped her head around the corner, “I’m dressed. What do you need?”
“Sorry to bother you, but I just realized I didn’t take my supplements. Could you please bring me those with some water? I would really appreciate it.”
Beth appraised my soaking body. She looked at my crotch, then up to my eyes and said, “Okay, but you owe me one.”
“Yes. Most definitely,” I answered. I watched her bikini-clad, sexy little bottom peeking out from beneath a long t-shirt as she went out to the kitchen and doled out my supplements. She brought them to me with a glass of water. I gave her a quick smooch as I took them. “Thank you, Beth.”
I walked over to the picnic table and sat down to scarf down the tablets, the little mug of weight gain powder, and wash it all down. Some of those pills are just huge, and take a little work to wash down. Once I was done, I took the glass back to the house and set it on top of the little cabinet just inside the back door.
Then I just stood there like a slack-jawed idiot when these visions of hotness began to appear. Beth walked out in the smaller bikini that she had loaned Leanne two days earlier. She had taken off the t-shirt now, and her sexy body in that tiny swimsuit had me tenting out my trunks.
Not far behind her was Leanne. She wore a one-piece that looked like a long slingshot. I have no idea how that tiny strip of fabric managed to hold onto her nipples. It looked like they would be completely exposed the first time she leaned over. As they walked out the door and past me, Leanne playfully lifted my jaw, closing my wide-open mouth.
I watched those gorgeous backsides walking into the water, concerned that I should have turned off the cameras. I really didn’t want my dad to see me walking around with such an obvious boner in the presence of my mom and sister. I heard my mom whisper softly behind me, “Joshua. I turned off the camera feed. Just in case.”
I turned to look at her, and my jaw dropped again. The tiniest of bikinis showed off just how fit my mother was. Two tiny triangles of cloth barely covered her aureoles, and they seemed to be connected with dental floss. Her bottoms were more conservative, with a frilly little skirt that hung to the middle of her thighs. When she walked up the three stairs to the pool, though, the slight evening breeze revealed that beneath that skirt there was only another tiny strand of floss splitting her butt cheeks.
I wondered if I looked as shaky as I felt, walking up those three stairs and getting into the pool. Once I was in the water, I swam three more laps. The goggles allowed me to see all three women’s bodies in glorious detail under the water. Even though the frilly skirt of my mother’s swimsuit bottom looked the most conservative before, under the water it just floated up, revealing her pussy and ass completely. I had to stop swimming. My throbbing erection was not hydrodynamic at all.
I waded over to Leanne, then. “So, what kinds of exercises do I need to do in the pool for you to get credit for therapy?” I asked.
“Well, Josh,” she said, “to be honest, hydrotherapy is mostly about getting a recovering patient into the water so that it supports most of their weight. It allows them to get exercise by just moving around in the water. As long as you are in the water and moving around at all, it’s pretty much covered under your insurance. I just have to be here to watch you and make sure you don’t get hurt.”
I thought, “My throbbing hard-on is starting to hurt,” but didn’t say that out loud. Instead, I swam around with my head above the surface for a while. Eventually, I swam up to Beth.
She was in the deep end, holding onto the side of the pool. I swam up and held onto the wall next to her. I whispered to her, “Can you believe that swimsuit Mom is wearing? Where do you think she got that?”
Beth looked back at me. “Actually, Josh, I bought her that swimsuit early last summer, right after we got the pool. We went shopping for swimsuits together, and I talked her into trying it on. She bought herself another one-piece like the ones she always wore, but I bought that one and made her model it for Dad. She’s been wearing it ever since, unless we have company over.”
That made sense. Of course, Leanne didn’t count as ‘company;’ she was really family. I realized that Beth was looking at me, and that I hadn’t said anything back to her. I flashed a grin, and pulled off my swim goggles.
“Put these on, and look over at Mom,” I instructed. Beth gave me an odd look, but did as I asked. As soon as her head was under the water, she released a loud stream of bubbles. She popped her head back out of the water with a soft “Jesus. I had no idea.”
I held onto the side of the pool with one hand and wrapped my arm around Beth’s sexy body. I pulled her close so I could whisper in her ear.
“You look amazing and so damned sexy.” My hard cock pressed into her leg, letting her know I meant it. “But that view under the water of Mom…that is just too much.”
The goggles made it hard to read Beth’s expression. “So, seeing your mother’s pussy got you all worked up?” she whispered to me.
I wasn’t falling into that trap. I smiled at her and shook my head before pushing off of the side of the pool and swimming underwater to the other side. Even though the chlorine would eventually burn my eyes, the blurry view underwater wasn’t nearly as graphic. I swam around for a while after that. At some point, Beth took off the goggles and tossed them onto the round picnic table. She had never liked wearing them because the rubber strap on the back would tangle in her hair.
We swam and played in the pool as the sun set. Beth and Leanne were less rambunctious than the last time we swam together, with my mom in the pool. I was restrained as well. It would be far too easy for some of those barely-restrained breasts to pop right out, and that felt like it would be awkward. As it was, I had a raging boner the entire time from all the sexy flesh that was exposed by the skimpy swimwear.
Once the sun set, it was Leanne who got out of the pool first. “This was great,” she said, “but I really need to get going. Do you want me to turn on the lights out here?”
Beth was also getting out of the pool. Mom spoke up, “That’s alright, we won’t be swimming much longer. Just turn on some inside lights, please.”
While Leanne and Beth were drying off, my mother kept backing up toward where I was standing in the middle of the pool. She waved to Leanne and my sister with her right hand as they headed into the house. Her left hand fished my hard cock out of the leg of my shorts and pressed the tip into her tight little asshole. When the sliding glass door closed behind them, she thrust back into me, forcing more of my cock into her incredibly tight, hot little backdoor.
For the record, pool water is not an acceptable lubricant for anal sex. After six or seven thrusts, Mom groaned with some frustration and slid forward off of me. She turned and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her ankles locked behind my back as her exposed pussy began devouring my cock again. She bit my earlobe before whispering hotly,
“In the morning, you and I are going to go for a swim. I am going to make sure my asshole is well lubricated. You are going to fuck my tight little mommy ass right here in this pool. Got it?”
I moaned out “yes” but it was unnecessary. My pulsing cock inside her made it clear that it was ready, willing and downright eager for that ‘tight little mommy ass.’ It was also very happy with that tight, wet little mommy pussy. I grabbed her ass and began fucking up into her with quick, firm strokes. After all the visual stimulation I had during the entire swim, I was on the verge immediately.
“Oh, mommy,” I breathed into her ear, “that tight little pussy of yours is just too much. I’m going to fill your hungry little mommy pussy with a hot load of your son’s cum.”
It sounded a little silly to me as I said it. I don’t remember ever calling her ‘mommy’ when I was growing up. I said it because I was playing along with her. It definitely had the desired effect, though. She was bucking on my cock, pulling me into her with her heels.
She hissed back, “Don’t you dare! Unh! If you fill my—oh, yes—tight little fucking—oh—pussy with cum…uh! Uh! You would be such a bad boy!” She shook and bit my earlobe hard as she felt my orgasm pulsing into her. She bucked so hard that one of her breasts escaped her tiny bikini top entirely. Fortunately, I was right there to cover it with my mouth.
I was still shooting cum into her when Leanne knocked on the sliding glass door and waved goodnight. I knew she couldn’t see anything, but I still took one hand off my mom’s ass to wave back. I came a lot inside my mother’s clutching little pussy.
When I finally stopped, I released my mother’s nipple from my mouth and gently tucked it back under the tiny triangle of material. She unhooked her heels from behind my back with a moan, kissing me passionately as she floated up off of my still-erect dick. I helped, lifting her by her hips and setting her on her feet. I held her around the waist as we walked to the pool stairs.
We saw Beth come to the back door as we got to the edge of the pool. She was showered and dressed, and had her phone to her ear. She opened the door and said, “Hey, I’m going to head over to Leanne’s apartment for a bit. I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Oh, Josh, Leanne says to remind you to do those World History worksheets tonight.”
“Right. Tell her I said thanks,” I said. I had indeed forgotten about those worksheets.
To be honest, I wasn’t thinking about those worksheets a few minutes after Beth had gone. I was thinking about how hot my mother’s lubed asshole looked when it opened like a hungry mouth to take in my fat cock head. I was filling her ass and fulfilling her fantasy simultaneously in our living room. I looked from that amazing sight into her eyes as she looked over her shoulder at me.
Once again she hissed, “You are such a bad boy. My poor, defenseless little ass is just your little plaything now, isn’t it?”
“Yes, ma’am,” I said huskily. “In fact, it is my favorite plaything.” She came really hard bent over the armrest of the couch. I had the foresight to put a towel under her feet to catch all of our combined juices as they ran down the insides of her thighs. When her legs stopped shaking, I pushed her forward and picked up the towel, wiping my way up the inside of both her legs at once.
I helped her walk into her bathroom after that. She stripped off the skimpy bathing suit and set it on the counter before stepping into her shower. Unlike the bathroom I shared with my sister, this one had a small shower stall with that wavy glass door you can’t quite see through. She closed the door behind her. I stepped up and knocked softly on the door.
“Who is it?” she asked.
I got it. We were playing a game. “It’s me, Joshua,” I said.
“What do you want, son?”
“I thought I could scrub your back for you.”
“I guess that would be okay. No peeking at your mother’s naked body, though!”
“I promise, Mom. No peeking at all.”
“Alright, then.”
I opened the door and stepped in. She hadn’t turned on the water. She was standing facing the wall with her legs spread and her ass pointed right at me. I reentered her tight little hole in one long, smooth stroke. I leaned against her back and softly spoke into her ear as I took hold of her hips and started stroking into her.
“I want to do a good job, Mom. I’m not scrubbing your back too hard, am I?”
“Oh! No, that’s perfect, son.” She grunted and moaned through several more deep strokes, and then she turned her head to me and purred, “You are such a good boy, Joshua.”
I managed to hold back, barely, as she came again. After that orgasm, I did turn on the water and scrubbed her back. I also scrubbed her front, making a show of ‘not peeking’ as I did so. I washed her legs and feet gently, washed out her pussy thoroughly, and gently dried her entire body afterward. I wrapped the towel around her body, picked her up, and carried her to her bed. I laid her on her back with her legs hanging off the end of the bed. I then knelt between her thighs and opened her up.
“Quality control, ma’am, I need to inspect to make sure this region was properly cleaned.” She nodded, and then I began to ravish her freshly-cleaned pussy with my mouth. I could tell from the slightly bitter aftertaste that I hadn’t quite washed all of my cum out of her in the shower. By the time I had finished licking her clean, though, I sat back and wiped my face with a grin. “Ma’am, that is one squeaky-clean, grade A pussy you have there.”
She had a dreamy expression on her face as she said, “Thank you, sir. That was one thorough inspection.”
“Any time, ma’am.”
I got up and walked back into the bathroom as she crawled up the bed and put her head on the pillow. I looked at my evil grin in the bathroom mirror as I lubed up my cock for my next idea. I turned off the bathroom light, and then the bedroom light. I waited a minute for my eyes to adjust to the dark, and then quietly approached the bed. Mom looked up at me and I said, “Shh. You need to roll over and be very quiet.”
She did as I said, and I straddled her thighs. I used a rasping whisper as I talked to her. “I’ve been watching you for weeks, Mrs. Thompson.” I gave her upturned bottom a light smack, “watching this hot little ass of yours. I know your husband is out of town.” I began teasing her asshole with the tip of my lubed cock.
“Now, you can keep quiet, and just let me enjoy this tight little ass of yours, or you can make noise and risk waking up your daughter. If you let me have your ass, I will leave her alone.”
I entered her then, bringing a gasp from her throat.
“If you wake up your daughter, though…” I leaned down to whisper in her ear as I began to fuck her, “well, then I will have to tie you up, and make you watch while I fuck her tight little asshole right in front of you.”
Mom couldn’t help but moan as I said that and began really pounding her.
“After that—after I fill your daughter’s ass with my cum—I’ll tie her up and make her watch while I fuck her mother in the ass.”
Mom bit down on her pillow to muffle the scream that tore out of her with that orgasm. Her clutching ass muscles milked another eruption of cum from me. When both of our orgasms ended, I rolled off of my mother and lay on my back, panting. She got up and turned the light back on, then walked into the bathroom and smiled at me before closing the door. A minute later, she emerged and looked around until she found her phone.
She turned and pointed her shapely bottom at me. She had put a butt plug into her ass. She smiled at me and shook her head as she looked for a phone number among her contacts. “That was just outstanding, Joshua. I didn’t know you had it in you. Tonight, I’ll be sleeping with your hot cum in me.”
“Who are you calling?” I asked as I rose from the bed.
“Jeannie. You just gave me one hell of an idea.”
She shooed me out the door. I went to my bathroom and showered quickly. I put on a quick coat of aloe and headed to my room. I got dressed for bed in the silk boxers and light pajamas my mom had picked out, and sat at my desk to start on the World History worksheets. I was almost finished when my mom came in and kissed me on top of my head.
She rubbed my shoulders as she looked over at my progress. “You know, when I called you a bad boy earlier, I was just playing,” she said.
I looked up at her. “I don’t know about that, Mom. What kind of son fills his mother’s pussy with a load of his hot cum?”
Her grin was immediate and contagious. “The very best kind.”
She rubbed my shoulders for a few more minutes, and then had me scoot my office chair back so she could sit in my lap. She sat facing me and opened her house robe. I thoroughly enjoyed her thick nipples. She fished my cock out of the opening in the pajamas and stroked me vigorously against her belly. We heard Beth’s car pull up. My mom rose out of my lap. A soft sigh escaped her lips as her nipple popped out of my mouth.
“Joshua…” she started. I don’t know what she was going to say, but she changed her mind and bent to give me a hot kiss. When she ended the kiss, she whispered, “We’re still on for that morning swim, right?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” I said.
I stood and hugged her tightly to me, until we heard the front door unlocking. As my mother arranged and tied her robe, I said, “I love you, Mom.”
She smiled. “I love you too, Joshua. Good night.”
In the hallway, I heard my mother give Beth a good night hug as well. I was finishing the last worksheet when I heard Beth start the shower in our bathroom. I got up and shed my pajamas, making my way quietly to the bathroom to join her.
The bathroom door was locked.
I knocked softly at the door, and then a little harder, but she didn’t answer. I shrugged and went to put my pajamas back on. Perhaps she was just too tired, I thought. I really had no idea how much she had slept last night. Maybe she couldn’t hear my knocking over the water in the shower. When I heard her turn off the water, I leaned against the doorframe of my bedroom. She emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body, looking fresh and beautiful. I smiled at her.
“You look great,” I said.
Beth looked me up and down. It was the first time she had seen me in these pajamas.
“You’re not half bad yourself, Josh,” she shot me a smile, then nodded her head toward her bedroom. I followed her in and closed the door behind me.
She dropped the towel to the floor. Goodness, but she looked amazing. She lay back on her bed and spread her legs invitingly. “I believe you owe me one,” she said.
As I unbuttoned my pajama top I thought it over. I removed the top and said, “Actually, I think I owe you three.” I dropped the pajama pants and boxers together. “I owe you for the supplements earlier, plus one amazing night that we missed out on last night, and one amazing night tonight.”
Beth tilted her head to the side and said, “You had better get busy then, Josh. Otherwise we’ll have an audience when Mom wakes up and Leanne comes over.”
I did get busy, starting with another oral assault on her tasty little pussy. Unlike the last time, I didn’t tease her with my mouth. I licked her vigorously, dove my tongue right inside her, and finger-fucked her relentlessly while sucking orgasm after orgasm out of her engorged clitoris.
She was still gasping from her most recent orally derived orgasm when I slid up the bed and squeezed her big breasts with both hands. My mouth latched onto one fat nipple and I sucked hard on it while my cock finally found itself entering my sister’s tight little pussy. I looked into her wide open eyes as she felt her pussy lips stretching to accommodate my girth for the first time.
“Oh my God!” she gasped out, “I knew it was big, but I had no—ohhhh!” Her eyes rolled up as her sensitive clit was pushed almost inside of her by my invading cock head. Her pussy was just amazing. It was so tight, even soaking wet as it was, that every new fraction of an inch I worked into her was a challenge. A delicious, squeezing, holy hell that’s awesome kind of challenge. Beth was groaning continuously, until she bit painfully into my shoulder to keep from screaming out loud.
We were only halfway there.
Her gripping, spasming little pussy was so intense that I lost it and came inside her. We still hadn’t gotten all of me into her. We were both left gasping at the intensity of that orgasm.
“Oh my God, Beth,” I gasped out, “You have got the most amazing, tight little pussy ever.”
Her eyes were a bit glazed as she looked up at me. “I can’t believe how incredible my brother’s cock is,” she said. She slid her hand down and her eyes shot open in disbelief when her fingers felt my shaft. “You have got to be kidding me!” she said a little too loudly, “It’s not even all the way in yet?”
I was so sensitive after that orgasm that I had to very carefully hold still inside her. I kissed her mouth tenderly and wrapped an arm behind her head to pull her into the kiss. My cock was throbbing inside her, still leaking cum deep into her clutching channel. When I felt recovered enough to continue, I asked her, “Are you ready for the rest of it?”
To be honest, I was completely shocked when she sobbed out, “No!” and pushed me off of her!
“I’m so sorry, Beth, did I hurt you?” I asked. I could only imagine how painful it could be if I had torn some part of that sweet little pussy of hers.
She sat up in the bed next to me, and pulled her sheets around her body. She was sobbing quietly. I put my arm around her shoulder and tried to comfort her. After a minute or so, she firmly removed my arm from around her and turned to me. “No, you didn’t hurt me. Or, at least you didn’t injure me. Damn it, Josh. I can’t let you ruin me like that.”
“What?” I asked, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Beth. That doesn’t make sense.”
She sighed loudly and flopped back onto the bed. “Josh, I wasn’t at Leanne’s apartment. I was at my boyfriend’s apartment. We were having really good sex an hour ago.” She looked over at me before continuing, “That’s why I locked the bathroom door. I was washing his cum out of my pussy in case you wanted any of it tonight. I haven’t let him meet Leanne or Mom, because no guy I have ever dated could measure up to Steve.”
She glanced down at my still throbbing erection. “And now, no guy I ever date can measure up to you, either. I can’t let you get all of that magnificent dick inside me, or I will want it for the rest of my life. My boyfriend fucked me to a nice orgasm. I just had ten orgasms that blew that away, and I didn’t even get all of you yet.”
That made sense. I pulled her into a gentle hug and whispered into her ear.
“Beth I love you. I would never do anything to hurt you. I completely understand what you mean, and I’m sorry I pushed you.” I leaned back and looked into her eyes. “I won’t tell Mom or Leanne that you have a boyfriend, either. Really, I hope this is the guy you’ve been looking for.”
Beth smiled up at me, but then shook her head when she saw I was still hard, still throbbing. “You’re still hard. Are you thinking about fucking me right now?”
“Well, I wasn’t until you said that!”
Her eyes shot open. “Did you actually get harder?”
“Look, Beth, I wasn’t saying that stuff earlier to make you feel better. You have got the hottest, tightest little pussy I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Of course my cock wants more of that. You have to understand, though, he’s an evil bastard. I would never dream of hurting your chance at being happy. He would happily turn you into my personal cockslave.” As soon as I said it, I knew I had fucked up.
The way her eyes lit up at ‘cockslave’ and licked her lips, I knew I had to get out of there. I stood up quickly from the bed, reaching for my pajamas. Beth slid to her knees on the floor and grabbed my hips, holding me in place. She softly said, “At least let me clean you off.”
Her mouth was hot, wet, and insistent as it sucked me in. I tried to protest, but it died in my throat as her eyes looked lovingly into mine. She licked me very clean, even going so far as to suck my balls into her mouth. When she had licked every square millimeter of my cock and balls, twice, she held my shaft in her little hand and looked up at it.
“It’s all clean,” she said sadly. She released me and watched from her knees as I gathered my clothes and beat a hasty retreat to my room.
I was shaking as I sat on the edge of my bed, looking down at my raging erection. It was still consumed with a hunger for my sister. I was shaking with desire as I pulled my boxers back on. I looked at the clock. Shit! It was already midnight, and my mom would be waking me up for our morning swim in just a few hours. Despite my aching boner, I was exhausted. I flopped into my bed and pulled the sheet over me. I was sound asleep within minutes.
Beth wasn’t asleep. I could smell her shampoo when she leaned over me and pulled my sheet out of the way. I just couldn’t open my eyes or move. I could feel her crawl into my bed, between my legs. I could hear her sigh as her hands reached for my boxers. The silk material slid effortlessly off of my body and down my legs, even though I had done nothing to help.
Once again, her hot little mouth had gotten its wish. It was full of my hard dick. She sucked gently, licked everywhere. She was worshipping my cock with her mouth. I still couldn’t force my eyes open and my muscles were locked in place. It was as if my evil dick had cast a spell over my body so it could turn my sister into its personal fuck toy.
I don’t know where that idea came from, but it was powerfully seductive. I could see myself, years into the future, having Beth eagerly taking my cock in every hole whenever I wanted it; my submissive, constantly horny little sister-slut, on her knees to suck me off after a hard day at work; Beth never wearing panties so that she was ready to be fucked hard; her tight little asshole always clean and lubed to accommodate my massive cock.
In reality, Beth was straddling my hips, putting the tip of my wet dick into that smoldering, tight little pussy again. I finally managed to shake my head from side to side. I pictured the two of us, growing up together. We had always been friends. She had always looked out for me, had been strong for me when I needed her to be. Would I really destroy that to turn her into a puppet for my evil dick?
My eyes finally snapped open, and I was able to move my hands weakly to her hips. Her eyes and mouth were both wide open in helpless pleasure as she forced her tight little vaginal lips open to accommodate me. Her huge breasts and thick nipples strained outward as her pleasure consumed her. She had only gotten the head inside when she shook furiously with another orgasm.
Her deep moan finally woke me enough that I croaked out, “Beth. Beth, you don’t have to do this.”
She looked down at my face with a dreamy smile. “Of course I do, Josh. I would never forgive myself if I missed out on feeling this huge cock all the way inside me.” She started to rise up and then down, taking a little more of my cock each time. She was still looking into my eyes, hypnotizing me with her eyes and words. “Do you know how much I have imagined having you inside me the past couple days? Ooh. Almost every waking minute. Unh. Yes. Now, if I don’t have it, I will go through every day for the rest of my life, uh, wondering what it would feel like.”
She shivered through another delicious orgasm, her pussy clamping down on me like a hungry mouth. When that passed, her pussy opened up, welcoming me as deeply into her as I had been earlier in one sensational, long stroke. I felt her juices exploding around my shaft as her massive breasts and her head shook above me. She leaned down and fed me a hard nipple.
I suspect it was more about keeping me quiet than anything else. I felt helpless to do anything but suck hard on her nipple as my steel shaft forced its way into new territory. Beth’s moans got louder and louder, and she finally howled out loud in pleasure when the tip of my cock tapped her cervix.
The light snapped on. My mother was standing in the doorway.
“Jesus, Beth, if you’re going to fuck your brother, you have got to learn to do it quietly,” she said. “Otherwise the neighbors will call the cops for sure.”
Beth turned to look at my mom as she rounded the bed and plopped into my office chair. Beth’s face still had that helpless look as she began moving her hips. She could only groan as I released her nipple from my mouth and turned to look at my mom’s face. She didn’t look mad. She didn’t even look truly annoyed, just tired. Beth got over the shock of our mom’s arrival and started slowly fucking my cock in and out of her pussy. She still couldn’t hold back from groaning even though she bit her lip with the effort.
My mom shook her head with disapproval at that. “Come on, Beth. You can’t do better than that? What will you do when your father comes home? There’s no way he won’t hear you.” She got up and walked over to the bed, found my silk boxers and stuffed them into Beth’s mouth.
Beth was still groaning and grunting as she slowly fucked my thick cock in and out a few inches at a time. The makeshift gag did muffle the sound so it wasn’t quite so loud.
“That’s better,” my mom said.
She got up from the bed and walked toward the doorway, then turned and bent over behind Beth. Beth squirmed as her cheeks were pried open.
“Oh, good lord,” my mother said disapprovingly, “He’s only in your pussy. I can only imagine how loud you will be when he fucks you in your ass.”
My sister’s eyes shot open at the thought. Her pussy juice exploded out of her and all over me. She collapsed onto my chest, and I was finally able to muster enough strength to roll over on top of her and slowly slide my cock out of her gripping channel.
“Joshua,” my mom said.
I sat back on my haunches as I turned to her. “Yes, Mom?”
“Try to keep it down. I really do need sleep right now.”
“Yes, Mom.” She closed the door and left us with the light on.
I looked down at my sister. She looked so helpless still. So vulnerable and sexy. I gently pulled the boxers out of her mouth.
“Beth, are you alright?” I asked. I was pretty sure that she would be filled with regret now. Regret that she had taken my cock, that Mom had caught us. That was the vibe I was getting from her.
She turned on her side in front of me. “Josh, I’m so very, very sorry,” she said. Her voice was barely above a whisper. She rolled the rest of the way over, her pussy opening for me under her sexy ass. She looked over her shoulder and continued in that same soft voice, “I’ll do better this time, I promise.”
I felt really bad, but I couldn’t help but take her again. She buried her head in my pillow and did indeed do a better job. Her insanely tight pussy did a fantastic job of squeezing my cock with every thrust, and she pulled the pillow tightly to her face both times she screamed out in pleasure. I’m sure the sounds only carried as far as her bedroom. When I finally buried my cock to the hilt and came inside her, she pulled her face up and gasped, “Fuck, yesss!”
When she realized what she had done, her eyes shot open. In that same soft, submissive voice, she whispered to me, “Oh, Josh, I’m so sorry.” She dropped her head to the pillow and said, “Please, let me try again.”
As much as I wanted to—and as eager as my evil dick was—I was just exhausted. I flopped on my back on the pillow next to her. I croaked out, “Beth you are just fan-damn-tastic, but I am physically done. I desperately need sleep.”
She patted my cheek and kissed me softly on my lips. “Okay, Josh.”
She rose and turned off the light, then slid back into my bed.
“You go to sleep. I’ll just clean you up.”
I was so tired, I did fall asleep. Beth cleaned me thoroughly. I suspect she also rode my still-hard dick to at least one more quiet orgasm, which would mean she cleaned me again after that.
At any rate, when I woke up at seven thirty the next morning, it was my mother sucking my hard cock into her mouth. Beth was no longer there, and the only liquid I could see was my mom’s saliva. My mother released me from her lips when she saw I was awake.
“Time for our morning swim, remember?”
I was still a little out of it. I was deeply concerned about my sister. But, come on, there was no way I was going to pass up that sweet mommy ass in the pool.