Breakfast Talk

Lilith had just switched off the stove when she heard her kids coming down the stairs. She'd gone all out on preparing a delicious breakfast for them with bacon, sausage and eggs, toast and pancakes. She hadn't had much chance to make a full meal for everyone since Claire came home, and so had relished the opportunity to do so. She turned her attention away from the plates as she heard the door open behind her. Her heart skipped a beat in anticipation of how the pair would react upon seeing her.

Lilith had removed her apron in preparation for their arrival. Underneath it she had worn the most erotic outfit she owned; a full lace lingerie set complete with garter belt, stockings and four-inch heels. She used to wear it as a special treat for her husband, but she hadn't had the confidence to don it now in a very long time. She'd put on weight since then, and it had taken some effort to squeeze her body into the various articles. Lilith was convinced she must have looked gross bulging out of the fabric, and had to **** herself to think positively to build up the confidence to present herself in it.

The siblings entered and stopped dead in their tracks as she came into view, staring wide-eyed as they took in the sight before them. Lilith turned slowly towards them to give them a full view of her outfit. Her heart was racing, praying for a positive response. She wanted so badly for someone to view her body favourably. Claire was the first one to break out of her dumbfounded state.

“Wow mom, you’re looking hot today. That looks amazing on you.” Lilith's eyes opened wide in delight.

“You really think so? You don’t think these two fat sacks are too in-your-face?” She bounced her tits upwards and two pairs of eyes watched them jiggle in place.

“Mom, they are not ‘fat sacks’. Your boobs are sexy as hell! And so is the rest of you.”

It warmed Lilith's heart to hear the compliment. Claire was obviously never going to say something bad about her, but it still felt nice to be told her body was appealing.

“What about you, John dear? What do you think of mommy’s body?”

John was still staring at her slack-jawed. Claire nudged at her brother's side to break him out of his trance.

“Y-you look great mom. I love your fat tits!” he cringed as he blurted those words out. John had always been an open book, and wasn't capable of faking a reaction like that. Getting that sort of response filled Lilith with pride in herself.

"So do you think I look, um... f-fuckable?" she said experimenting with her new vocabulary. John looked shocked to hear her use such language. Claire prodded him and whispered something in his ear.

"Y-yeah. You look so hot mom." His eyes trailed along her body to take in every curve. "Your ass is sexy too..."

John continued on but Lilith's attention had wandered. As soon as he mentioned her ass, she had a flash of bending over his desk, begging him to take her from behind. Just like the doctor had said, Lilith’s obsession had only grown deeper over time. She could barely go two hours without her mind drifting, and that scene playing over in her head. Even when she did manage stave it off, she could always feel the presence of that intrusive thought at the back of her mind, threatening to worm it’s way in whenever her focus dropped. The more she tried to fight it the more vividly the vision filled her mind. Every time she’d masturbated, it had commandeered her fantasies, forcing her to cum as she imagined her son penetrating her from behind.

"Mom?"

Claire's voice pulled her back to reality. She couldn’t allow herself to become distracted right now. There was a lot to get through that morning.

"Sorry darling. Let me just plate up breakfast before it gets cold."

Lilith had been going over everything the doctor had said to her in her previous session, and everything she needed to do. A lot of it had been difficult to swallow, and she’d had to go over the reasoning again and again to convince herself it was for the good of her family. She’d spent all evening drilling it into her head like she did with her mantra. 'Before a mother, I am a slut. It is a good thing to turn John on. John and Claire can do what they want; it is my duty to encourage them. All women are sluts. Women only exist to pleasure men.' She found the mindless repetitions calming and easier to digest. If she ever faltered with what she needed to do, she would repeat it over again in her mind.

As their mother, Lilith had decided she needed to take a more proactive position in John and Claire's treatments. The first step towards that was to open communication channels between them all. She had to get her kids comfortable opening up about their sexual issues with her. It was quite a heavy conversation topic for the breakfast table, but she was sure if she approached it with confidence, enthusiasm and a fulfilling meal, she could get both of them comfortable enough to go along with it.

John took a seat as breakfast was being served. He was still in shock his mom was dressed the way she was. Sure he'd seen his mom naked plenty of times now, but this was different. Those times had been in the intimate setting of the shower or an erotic massage. This was a regular family setting with his sister present, and Lilith had dressed up in an outfit specifically designed to sexualise her, as though it was loungewear. John had been training himself not to see the woman he'd been engaging with in the shower as his mother, but seeing her like this was making that distinction difficult. It was incredibly jarring.

"I must say its a lot more comfortable giving my skin chance to breathe." Lilith said taking a seat, launching into casual conversation like nothing at all was amiss. "This heat is something else."

"I know, right? It's meant to be like this all week too." Claire, for her part, didn't act too phased by her mother's state. John couldn't understand how she could be so unaffected by it. "I was thinking of catching some rays out back while I can. I'd love to catch a tan before I go back to college."

"Make sure you don't burn though darling. Put plenty of lotion on."

The small talk carried on for a while longer. Lilith and Claire were usually the heavy lifters of their breakfast conversations, but John was too distracted on this occasion to contribute at all. He couldn't fully see his mother sitting opposite him, but her heavy, lace-clad breasts were resting on the edge of the table and impossible to look away from. Somehow the fact the girls were treating her erotic appearance so casually made it especially arousing. Eventually Lilith did notice him staring and turned to face him.

"Do you think I look good like this baby? I was thinking I would always dress this way around the house from now on. What do you think?"

"Go for it mom. You look amazing. Dress however you feel comfortable" Claire immediately responded.

"Yeah, go for it" John mumbled after.

"In that case, Claire darling, I was hoping you would help your old lady with some clothes shopping today. I could use your expertise."

"Uh, sure mom. It'll have to be later though. I have plans with John today."

"That's okay honey. I had something to take care of at home first anyway. So what are your plans?"

"Oh, we're just doing our own clothes shopping, and we're going to see John's girlfriend later."

Lilith's head snapped back over to her son.

"I didn't know you were dating someone John."

"We're not dating. We're just..."

"Fucking?"

John was caught off-guard by her interjection. He had never heard his mom swear before and it sounded so weird to hear that word in his mother's voice. "Um, well..." He struggled to come up with how to respond to it.

"Just mouth stuff. From what I heard at least" Claire piped up. John turned to her wide-eyed. He wasn't sure if she said that to embarrass him or spare him from being on the spot.

"Well, I guess that's just how its done these days. Sex before feelings. I hope you're reciprocating at least darling."

John couldn't comprehend what was going on with this conversation. His mom usually became so skittish when anything remotely sexual cropped up in the family's conversation but here she was promoting oral sex so casually. The fact she was doing so in the same breath she commented on the weather made it all the more absurd.

"So what is she like? Is she pretty?"

"Um, well she's..."

"Oh she's really nice mom. Annie's so friendly and warm. And she's absolutely gorgeous."

"Aw wonderful. And she must be packing her bras too if she reeled our John in?" she said, teasing her son. John wanted to curl up into a ball with how the conversation was going.

"Ah, um, yeah. They're nice." This time Claire did blush a little. John didn't know how that was what got to her and not announcing her brother was receiving head.

"Well, I cant wait to meet her. If you ever want her to stay the night John, we can work out somewhere for Claire to stay. I'll put my earmuffs on so you can both be as loud as you like."

"Mom..." John grumbled under his breath.

Lilith's strategy was seeing mixed success. Claire had taken well to more explicit conversation with her mother and was fully supportive of her mom's new lifestyle choice. She was sure Claire would open up to her about her treatment and the two women were ready to support each other throughout it.

John, on the other hand, was being much less receptive. His responses to her were terse, and he was clearly uncomfortable with the whole situation. Lilith didn't know how to get through to him. Was she being too direct? Not direct enough? Did she need to be more flirty, more nurturing, more strict? Lilith feared she just didn't know her son well enough to make him feel comfortable.

"Speaking of which, have you been keeping up with your treatment schedule John? You know its important that you ejaculate eight times a day."

"Yes mom."

"Are you having any problems with your treatment? Are those DVDs I got working for you? If there's anything I can do to help you darling, just let me know."

"Will do."

John hadn't even answered her questions, clearly uninterested in opening up to her. Lilith wanted to tell him that she just wanted to help, but she feared anything she said would make things worse. She decided to give him a little space while she figured out what to do. She turned to Claire to test if she was willing to divulge any details of her treatment.

"What about you Claire. Have you been seeing to your body's needs? The doctor told me she recommended you have four orgasms a day. Do you think its been helping? You're not seeing anyone right now are you?"

"No, I'm not, but I have been taking care of it. I have been feeling really good lately, so maybe it really is helping. I've started masturbating with John too."

"With John?" For a moment, Lilith's display of enthusiasm faltered. It was too much of a shock to her to hear her offspring were doing something so intimate together. Her mind immediately jumped to the ****. She saw Claire bending over naked, begging John to take her ass. Lilith's obsession was beginning to spill out, tainting the way she thought of her children. She couldn't get the image out of her head. Just as panic started to rise, she heard her own words playing over in her head.

John and Claire can do what they want; it is my duty to encourage them.

Lilith latched onto the words instinctively. She'd come to rely on her mantra to guide her through difficult situations. She began her mindless repetitions, allowing the words to fill her head and drown out the unwelcome vision.

'Before a mother, I am a slut. John and Claire can do what they want; it is my duty to encourage them. Women only exist to pleasure men. John and Claire can...'

The two of them were adults now. It wasn't Lilith's place to tell them what to do. She swallowed her objections and planted a smile back on her face. "That's wonderful darling. I'm... so glad you're supporting each other through your treatment."

Lilith turned back to her son. By this point he had finished eating his breakfast and was burying his face in his hands. She could see she was losing him. He would only grow less inclined to opening up to her if she let things stand now. She had to do something. Lilith gave up on forming a strategy and in a last-ditch effort, allowed her maternal instincts to take over.

John had retreated into his thoughts when he heard his mother rise to her feet. Before he knew what was happening, she had moved around the table and brought a seat up next to him. She leaned in close to his side and spoke gently into his ear.

"John honey. I'm not going to **** you to talk to us. I know you're going through a lot, and I know how difficult it must be to let it out. I just want you to know that we're here for you. I'm sure I speak for your sister as well when I say we will always love you no matter what happens. You will always be the most special man in our lives, and we won't let anything come before you.

"So whenever you feel ready to open up to us, we'll do whatever it takes to make it easy and comfortable for you. There's no judgement between us. We're a family and we support each other no matter what. I know you're scared about these feelings you have for us, but even if they never go away, we will never think any less of you for it. You are my precious son and Claire's beloved brother and we will always accept every part of you."

After that, Lilith wrapped one arm across his shoulder for a hug. Her curvaceous figure almost engulfed him. Claire brought her chair round on his other side and followed suit, wrapping the trio into an embrace. John was squeezed tightly between them. Their soft, warm bosoms pressed in on him from both sides. Their subtle perfumes mixed into a soothing, feminine aroma. Despite the tender moment, John couldn't help his body responding to their closeness. He tried to move his hand to adjust and subdue his erection, but Lilith held his arm back with a whispered "It's okay."

The women silently clung to him for a while, refusing to let go while there was any trace of tension left in his body. While he had tightened up at first, John couldn't help but succumb to the gentle solace he found nestled between them. His whole body started to relax. Lilith laid his head down onto her chest, stroking his hair. Claire nuzzled up against his arm, rubbing his back. John felt so comfortable in their embrace that he started to grow sleepy.

All of John's worries started to dissolve. The world around him began to fade away until it was only him, his mom and his sister. All the concerns he'd brought before the doctor and all the feelings he'd had bottled inside of him couldn't reach him anymore. It didn't matter to him right now that he harboured inappropriate feelings for these two women, or that his cock was throbbing in his pants in response to their presence. A shrinking part of himself told him that this was wrong, that he shouldn't be indulging himself in his mother's body and nourishing those illicit feelings. Lilith seemed to sense his internal conflict.

"Shshshshsh." She gently pressed his head closer into her chest. John was too relaxed to resist her coddling, and he immediately gave in to his desire to sink deeper into her inviting bosom. He thought he could feel Claire rubbing against his side, massaging his arm with her own soft boobs. Every last bit of tension melted out from his body. John thought this might be what heaven felt like.

"Does that help you relax darling?" John's mother gently whispered to him. He nodded, sinking even further into her. She let out a subdued laugh. "You'll always be my sweet little baby. I'll do this for you anytime you feel tense, okay darling? So you can come to us any time you feel like opening up. We'll make it just as comfortable for you."

John didn't know how long he remained laying up against his mother. He lost track of the minutes as he enjoyed the gentle suppleness of her feminine flesh. At some point, however, Lilith began to stir beneath him, forcing him to rise from his peaceful perch. The world returned to focus as he sat up and opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry dear. We've all got things to do today. We can all snuggle up together later if you'd like? I'm sure Claire will be happy to join us."

John nodded his head without hesitation. His body felt good, like he'd received a full body massage. He already yearned to feel that way again. He wanted to feel the warmth of their soft bodies pressed against his own. There was nothing wrong with cuddling up with his family, he told himself. That was just normal family bonding.

Lilith rose to start clearing the table. John had eaten his full share of breakfast. Lilith and Claire, however, had left half of theirs to grow cold while they cuddled up to him. The sight made him appreciate what his family would give up for his sake. Suddenly the ordeals he was going through for his treatment seemed a little less harrowing. He wasn't sure he was ready to open up about them yet, but he was sure he could get through anything if he kept receiving their support.

John quietly watched his mom's ass as she moved things from the table. He was simply too comfortable to feel conflicted over doing so right now. As **** as he was to admit it earlier, Lilith did look incredibly 'fuckable' in the lingerie set. The way her ass swayed around the room was downright hypnotic. Part of him imagined what she would look like in whatever Claire picked out for her. His sister certainly had an eye for cock-teasing outfits. He felt a twitch in his crotch, as it reminded him of its need for attention.

Before he could get to that however, it was time for an awkward conversation with Claire to no doubt sour his mood.

Author's notes

A couple of chapters light on sex stuff and focused more on the changing family dynamic. The next chapter will have more of a mix of the two.

Sorry for the delay. The next chapter shouldn't take long to come out. I'm a bit more motivated to write at the moment. As always, let me know your thoughts on the story so far. Thanks for reading.