A very non-apology dinner

Chapter commissioned by Ghostrider1 on chyoa

With your mother resigned to her fate of soaking in your nut, the entire ride home you were rewarded with a quiet, albeit awkward, trip. Considering you just filled your mom's pants with a bucket of jizz, you were probably getting off pretty lucky though. There was a slight hiccup when you invited a bottomless Nalini and Emma along to join your bare naked ass in the back seat, but your mother thankfully didn't want to make a big deal about it. While you could guess legitimate reasons she could've wanted to stop them, the fact she gave none of them and gave up so quickly was yet another sign for suspicion. It made it difficult for you to fully enjoy the girls you had under your control. Of course you still groped them all the way home, Nalini's tits were so fat and Emma's pussy so juicy, how could you not? Even if you weren't distracted by staring holes into the back of your mother's head, hoping for some insight, the drive was too short to get up to anything too exciting anyways, you were back home before you knew it.

Your mother was quick to get out of the car and power walked up to the door, practically running up the stairs to her bedroom as you followed her inside and peeled away into the living room to see Caitlin reclined across the sofa,

"Hey what's up loser? You feeling any better now that we let you go back to harrassing women at work?" She snickered.

You rolled your eyes and changed directions. Originally you were heading for the far end of the couch near your sister's feet, but at her comment you stopped where you were and prepared to drop your bare ass on her face, forcing her to bolt up, her smirk now replaced with a scowl.

"Okay rude-ass. Mom said you were supposed to be apologizing but I guess I shouldn't be surprised." You fixed your sister with a dead eyed stare.

You genuinely weren't expecting much in the first place, but as Nalini and Emma crawled over to kneel at your feet like a couple of pantless guard dogs, you started to chew the situation over again for the first time since you'd gotten your girls back last night. Thinking about things logically, it was no wonder neither your mother nor sister gave a shit. The fact you were the only man in the family and were treated as a second class citizen was a given, but more importantly, you'd slowly started to see Nalini and Emma more as sex slaves than the wage slaves they actually were, to everyone else. To your mother and sister, they'd merely distracted Nalini and Emma while you were busy. Kind of rude since they were still technically serving you, but the weird sex magic that only you were conscious of made things much more complicated and frankly confusing, but you got the vague sense that an entire dog and pony show to apologize was a tad disproportionate.

"Yeah, yeah. Sorry or whatever." Caitlin sighed, blowing out sarcastic long sigh.

"Oh gee, real sincere." You snickered.

To your complete surprise Caitlin was the one that sounded annoyed in this situation, muttering under her breath as she heaved herself off the couch, but still clearly loud enough for you to hear,

"Fucking... seriously? Grow up... We didn't do any -"

Whatever else she was muttering to herself as she walked towards the kitchen you didn't hear, grumbling in the way only a big sister could had set off the younger brother in you,

"You did too!"

"Oh my god!" Your sister scoffed back, "We made small talk with some workers while you were too busy to keep harassing them."

"That's their job! And they were still supposed to be serving me when you and mom decided to butt in!"

Despite the fact you were arguing like you were teenagers again, a part of you felt a thrill at the claim that 'they should be serving you' and the new meaning 'serving' took on. You absentmindedly leaned forward in your seat and placed a hand on Nalini's and Emma's heads.

Both women flinched at your touch, and looked down in shame, but you weren't blaming them, in fact without even really acknowledging them, in the moment you only saw them as ornamental servants, completely contrary to what Caitlin was arguing.

"Yeah to serve! If you wanna know where the fucking milk is, or I dunno, see what she has on tap!" Caitlin snorted, gesturing aggressively towards Nalini, "You're taking advantage of them though!"

"Oh yeah? How?" Was the best response you could come up with at the moment, knowing your sister was right sucked.

"Like that part where you have them waiting on you cock and balls, twenty-four-seven! You're monopolizing their time, you're not their only customers you know!"

"I wouldn't need to keep them so busy if a certain someone hadn't been such a tease!" You sneered right back.

You were indeed a teenager again, scrambling for whatever excuse you could to throw back at your sister, in the pit of your stomach you struggled to find fault in her logic. The difference between now and back then however, was that you weren't entirely sure what was logical anymore. Your sister had the upper hand in that she was magically manipulated into accepting everything at face value, while you still struggled to reconcile your new reality with everyone else's.

The second biggest difference was after Caitlin let out a completely expected scoff she then grabbed her modest tits, pushing them together and bending over to give you a look down her tight pink crop top,

"Like when I did this? Oooh, how horrible of me! This pissing you off, huh?" Your sister sneered, leaning in closer and closer to give you a better and better look at her pressed together cleavage.

Caitlin was pretty middle of the road as far as endowment went, less than even your mother but certainly more than Dana, that didn't mean there was all that much to tease you with though. Any other week in your life and you wouldn't have looked twice at what she was flaunting right now, but then again, any other week and you wouldn't have been in the position to begin with. You were completely at a loss for words this time, eyes locked on the small valley of cleavage.

"Oh ho ho! Sure looks like it." Caitlin snickered, standing up straight and puffing out her chest as she gestured to your cock. Regardless of what your mind felt was right, your body had no issue with the little display and your cock was slowly starting to rise up with every passing second.

With everyone's attention only now focused on your exposed cock and balls Nalini and Emma exchanged a glance and wordlessly crawled between your legs. Emma went low, kissing the underside of your sack while Nalini licked the length of your shaft almost hungrily.

Clearly they'd rather keep their heads down and blow rather than be an audience to your squabbling.

"What are you two yelling about?" Your mother, finally cleaned up, stepped into the room wearing a slightly different outfit.

While the general style of shirt and ass hugging leggings was the same, she was wearing all white, save for some gold accents on her blouse in the form of the buttons and some of what you'd assume was branding. While the most likely explanation had nothing to do with you, you couldn't help thinking she picked white on purpose, fully expecting to get blasted with another wave of cum. You'd only painted your mother in cum twice and now she was already resigned to her role as her son's cum target and was thinking about it in her own time. The very thought sent a throb through your meat as Nalini plunged your cock as far down her throat as she could manage.

"John's pissy because I didn't suck his dick yesterday." Caitlin immediately surmised her side of things while you were still stunned by the flurry of incestuous imagery you were being bombarded with.

It didn't help that Nalini and Emma were sucking you off at the same time, it was almost like they were trying to encourage that line of thought.

"John really? We said we were sorry!" Your mother cooed condescendingly.

Somehow being talked down to like that made you even hornier on top of slightly annoyed.

You unconsciously grabbed Nalini's silky black hair and started to pump her harder right in front of your family before you realized just what you were jerking off to. While slightly miffed, you were also rock hard and frankly, couldn't deny Caitlin was right despite how little you cared for how she phrased it.

"You did... kind of. Caitlin seems to be getting off to the fact she blue balled me though." You snorted, pushing Nalini down to your balls and earning a wet gurgling hack as you filled her throat.

"That's very inappro-" Your mother scowled and began to reprimand, but your sister cut her off,

"oooh yeah! I just love seeing my little brother's tiny, crusty dick flopping around for my fat tits and juicy ass!" Your sister sneered in what was the strangest thing you'd ever heard her sound proud of.

Your mother, you noted, pivoted her disapproving glare to Caitlin but opted not to attempt to reprimand your older sister. You still had no idea what was supposed to make sense under the lens of sex magic, so perhaps there was something their with Caitlin saying something dirty back, some sort've horny social contract now established since the employee, your sister, was now spitting back, but it was a lot simpler to just focus on your gut reaction, which was annoyance at your mother apparently playing favourites at what was supposed to be your 'apology' dinner.

You grabbed Nalini by the hair and she quickly followed your pull off of your cock, hacking and coughing once her throat was free, and then you stood up. Honestly, without the dignity you had planned for, Emma let out a dissatisfied moan as she struggled to keep her lips wrapped around your balls and leaned backwards on her hands to stay under you,

"This is not small!" You snorted grabbing your wet shaft and slowly stroking the managerial spit over it with a sloppy squelch, "Don't even pretend it's not." As a teenager with a ruler and a depressingly average self-esteem you were intimately aware with how downright blessed you were now and Caitlin's blasphemy would not stand.

Your mother's lips squeezed shut and she looked away, but the sneer was now gone from your sisters face. Not because you were flashing her, but because you were right,

"Secondly don't pretend your tits are above average, they are absolutely not fat."

"Hey, be nice." Your mother sighed, not even looking at you.

It was more of a token, motherly interjection, but once again being on your sister's side through this entire absurdity rubbed you the wrong way. You were going to admit her ass was tight as fuck, but now...,

"Oh right, I'm the one that has to be nice at my apology dinner after Caitlin called my dick small."

"You know she didn't mean it like that. She's just..." Your mother hesitated, unsure how to finish her baseless justification on her sisters part, but before anyone else could interrupt she caught the thread of an excuse again, "doing her job."

Cock in hand and Emma sucking on your nuts you could only stare at your mother dumbfounded. The fact she would go to such lengths to defend your sisters audacity from you had passed annoying at this point, to down right hurtful. While you wanted to shout, wanted to rage, and as Emma continued to stimulate your balls, refusing the read the room at all, you felt an intense desire to sexually **** someone.

Your mind was reeling for who though. Emma was already hard at work. Your mother... maybe you could cum on her ag- no, that wasn't enough! No wait she was your moth- wait! Caitlin was doing her job, huh? But no... she was annoying but she was also your sister... on the other hand she was also a bitch right now.

With your brain an angry beehive of activity, to your crumbling sense of morals struggling with your raw emotions, Nalini didn't even cross your mind as your mother and sister seemed ready to just gloss over your outrage. Both turned away from you, your mother with a tight lipped grimace and Caitlin scowling, cheeks flushed, your mother cleared her throat and changed the subject,

"By the way Caitlin have you heard from Dana? I haven't seen her since we got back."

"No." Your sister grunted flatly, stealing a glance at your cock and flaring her nostrils when she did.

Bad move on her part. Your cock twitched when you noticed her gaze drift and once more when you saw her flinch and your horny roared louder than the **** cries of your morality could muster.

"She didn't even call?"

"You know Dana! You can't trust her to do anything! She never does anything you ask! You shouldn't have sent her-"

"Suck my dick." You gave Emma a hard poke on the forehead to release her suction, dropping her onto her back as her legs kicked out from underneath her, and you dragged your soggy sack over her forehead as you approached your mother and sister.

Your mother's jaw worked wordlessly as she was at a complete loss for words and Caitlin similarly stared blankly as she slowly worked out the situation in her pretty blonde head. You weren't just childishly insulting anymore, you were demanding. Her specifically,

"Uh... no?" Caitlin snorted with a shake of her head.

Your mother visibly relaxed once she realized you were making a demand of your sister, but she still had a conflicted look on her face.

"Don't be such a bitch." You spat, advancing on her, cock in hand.

Neither your mother nor sister recoiled away from you but your sister began to rapidly flick her eyes between your cock and your face, and bristled slightly at your approach,

"Dude... I already said, you'll get off once you're stronger than me."

"No, you said my reward would be you, as in I'd get to keep you as a permanent sex ****. I wanna get off now!"

Your sister put a hand out, keeping you at arm's-length. You were **** to hesitate by this, any other woman and you'd be willing to take your chances by virtue of being a virile man, but Caitlin worked hard to even the playing field, something you'd become very well aware of growing up around her and her athletic friends back in high school.

"I was just - that - so what? You still can't make me yet, so it doesn't matter!" Caitlin stammered and snorted, her eyes now lingering on your cock far longer than on your face.

For all her sisterly teasing, there was no way she could actually deny how blessed you were now, something she finally needed to come to terms with now that you were threatening to use it on her.

You couldn't fault her logic - you were done trying to figure out what even was logical anymore - but you had more weapons than brute ****,

"Moooom!" You could use her too.

"Sweetie she - Caitlin's just trying to do her job and help-"

"Is this seriously what you dragged me here for?" You scoffed, playing up your manipulation.

It wasn't even about sex at this point... okay it was only half about sex. You felt like a kid, wrongly accused of a crime, and you wanted to make damn sure they felt bad about it. Especially if that guilt came with a blowjob. Family was the last thing on your mind anymore,

"You barge into my dorm, while I'm still trying to work with the lady from the bank and the girl from the supermarket to drag me here so Caitlin can call me names while you tell me to get over it? Some apology."

"John..." Your mother started, but was at a complete loss for excuses.

Your sister meanwhile could only sputter as you finally got the upper hand once you stopped thinking and just leaned into the situation,

"I paid for a year membership at Caitlin's stupid gym, and even signed up for a package with her specifically, even though I'm broke, and the best she can do for me is tease me and be a rude ass? Her job is to train me and serve me. Whatever reward she wants to put out at the end shouldn't excuse her treating me worse than any other customer."

"That - you can't - how I do my job - I mean, each client-" You sister sputtered completely thrown for a loop as she was now put on the hot seat, finally labelled as an instigator and struggled to clear her name.

"You... yeah...." Your mother finally sighed.

The exertion it appeared to take her just to admit you were right stung but your cock still throbbed triumphantly as your mother conceded.

"Mom! I've been doing this for five years! I know how to do my job!"

"I know sweetie, and I'm not saying you were wrong it's just... John really tried to help you out with your money troubles -"

"M-mom!" Caitlin's eyes went wide as she shouted your mother down.

"I think the least you can do is go easy on your brother.

"I... ugh...fine...." Caitlin grumbled, her ears turning red, frustration covering her face as she glared at you for a beat before dropping to her knees in front of you, under the looming shadow of your spit soaked cock.

The tiny voice in the back of your head telling you this was wrong was no longer audible over the thumping of your heart as your already hard cock tried desperately to get even harder, throbbing by the second with nearly painful arousal at your sister's hesitant, angry expression beneath you.

Flaring her nostrils, Caitlin took a moment to just stare at your cock in frustration, wasting precious seconds you could be spending down her throat. In an effort to prod her along you bounced your hips and slapped the head of your cock against her tight, pouty lips. That alone nearly pushed you to the edge. Your sister's lips merely brushing against your cock somehow felt better than any strangers holes. Maybe the taboo made it better? You had to wonder what her insides would feel like then.

Your sister seemed to be having the opposite reaction though, sputtering at the contact and leaning away from you, a brief bridge of Nalini's spit connecting you for just a moment. Broken from her trance she glared at you in outrage, and looked just about ready to punch you in the dick, but a moment later she looked away and reached up behind her head and started to gather her shoulder length, white-gold hair into a pony tail.

More stalling.

"Put your hands behind your back." You demanded with an assertiveness she clearly wasn't expecting.

Caitlin flinched and released her hair, her frustration replaced completely by shock for a moment before her scowled returned, albeit weaker than before,

"Huh?"

"Hands behind your back. Nalini hold her."

"Look John! You're really pushing it." Caitlin spat, but she didn't move from her knees at your feet.

Nalini crawled over beside the two of you but hesitated as you both stood off,

"You blue balled me all day yesterday I'm not gonna have you chickening out now when I'm finally getting an apology from you... for maybe the first time ever." For a moment you glanced upward, searching your mind for any event even close to this one.

"That's because I've never needed to apologize for anything ever." Your sister grumbled back, but after a glance towards your uncomfortable mother, perhaps looking for some support in a way out, and apparently not finding it in her conflicted expression, Caitlin slumped her shoulders

"You know what, Emma, you too." You barked, over flowing with confidence and anticipation

Emma crawled over opposite Nalini, and with back up now, both girls grabbed one of Caitlin's arms and held them out to her sides, locking her elbows and leaning her forward.

Caitlin winced at the hold, but once she was tokenly secured - there was no way she wouldn't have been able to struggle free if she had wanted to - she opened her mouth.

You were through hesitating, and as soon as your sister reluctantly offered you a place to stow your cock your thrust into her mouth, sliding the head of your cock over her slippery tongue as she wrapped her lips around you.

"O-oh fuck!" You let out a cry, nearly cumming right there, it took all you had to hold back.

The taboo definitely made this extra special, and you didn't want to end it in an instant.

"A-ah, okay... well, " Your mother let out a sigh and took a step back, "while you two, er, make up, I should go... see what's taking Dana so long. She's going to be late for dinner."

You felt a twinge of annoyance at that, Dana had nothing to do with this... for now, she didn't need to be here!

Just as the irritation hit your brain however, Caitlin let out a sputter as she tried to lean forward and swallow you cock, greatly underestimating your size, or over estimating her own skill.

You just gave your mother a grunt, waving her off and focusing your attention on what you did have at the moment. You could worry about the rest of your family later, for now Caitlin needed to be dealt with.

While you were pretty sure your dear older sis could wriggle free from Nalini and Emma alone, there was nothing she could do to resist you joining in and grabbing both sides of her head, holding her in place so you could give one hard thrust into the back of her throat. Immediately Caitlin let out a sloppy gurgle and jerked uncomfortably, drool already pouring down her chin as you blocked off the way down her throat.

"Hold her tight!" You ordered the two girls like they were your own personal guard,pinning down a prisoner.

Nalini and Emma were anything but guard material, frankly they looked out of place trying to hold anyone down, but the mere image of it just served to excite you more.

Your sister, red in the face, and balls on her chin, glared up at you through teary eyes as you loitered in her throat for a few beats. You could just imagine the tirade she wanted to unleash on you for bruising her poor throat, but you had your sister stuck in a position younger brothers everywhere could only imagine, finally shut up and apologizing to you from the bottom of her stomach.

Flashing her a smug grin you quickly pulled back, out of her throat, and Caitlin attempted to shake her head to spit you out, but she underestimated just how large you were yet again and gargled in surprise as she failed to gain clearance with a mere shake of her head. That was her last chance to try and back out and insult you for the next few minutes.

Driving back down with a wet slap your sister made a series of involuntary wheezes and hacks as you popped in and out of her tight throat, your balls bouncing off her chin with every thrust.

For all your hesitation, for all your doubts and second guessing seeing your smug older sister glaring up through wet eyes as you made horrible, messy music with her throat was the most cathartic and exhilarating thing you could remember doing, even better than giving your mother a surprise facial. It only served to encourage you to pound more and more. She tried to wriggle free a few more times, but with you pushing her down and the two girls locking her arms it was fruitless. It wasn't long before your onslaught broke her glare and she was left with a wide eyed, red faced, and tear streaked expression, somewhere between shock and desperation.

As much as you were enjoying yourself, at that moment you hesitated for a second, your concern for your family returning and you finally stopped, withdrawing your soggy meat from your sister's throat, drool and pre-cum dripping from it's head as your sister coughed up spit onto the floor, and immediately gasped out,

"How much... longer... you fuck -"

Okay so she wasn't actually traumatized, she was just struggling with your cock. Perfect.

You silenced her - well ended her coherent noises - with another thrust back into her throat,

"Almost... there!" You grunted back thrusting with all you had.

"Oh, John! Can you... be more gentle with-" Your mother could only ignore the sounds you were wrenching from her eldest daughter for so long before she came back to the show.

You cut off her reprimand however with another,

"Almost!"

You could hear your mother sigh, just as you hit your limit, and with one final thrust, buried deep down your sister's throat, you began to unload. Your entire body locking up as you felt like your entire being was now entirely bent on filling your sister's stomach with burst after burst, You stayed down her throat for so long her already red face somehow got redder.

"John! I think that's enough!" Your mother snapped, once again more concerned for your sister than you. For once though you could see reason to her words, "Put some on her face or something, just give her a break!"

Now that was an idea you could get behind. You held your sister down for a few spurts more, her toned belly bloated with enough protein to last her a week in the gym, before pulling out of her throat. As soon as you did, your sister hacked up a fat load of cum, right onto the carpet, and then continued to cough between gasps of air. She didn't even react when you grabbed her by the hair, lifting her face to your cock so you could squeeze the last few globs over her face, all while Nalini and Emma gave an uneasy glance between you and your sister, still holding her firm.