Doing the Dishes

“We have a lot of cleaning to do today,” explained your aunt. “We’re going to need to multitask.” And as if that was that she put her hands on your also confused mother’s shoulders and began to lower her onto her knees. Both women were now kneeling in front of the sink, and it took you a few seconds to comprehend the situation. “Don’t forget that plate,” Leslie noted, pointing to your unattended dish on the counter. You grabbed and then stepped over to the sink… You couldn’t get that close really, because your aunt and mother were in the way, but you could still reach. You put the dish down and stretched to adjust the faucet. You felt hands on your shorts and they pulled them down.

Your erection popped out and your felt your shorts at your ankles. Fingers grasped around your cock and you sighed.

“Do the dishes,” the voice of your aunt reminded you and you looked down at them, kneeling on either side of your erection. Leslie was to your right, Patricia to your left. Your aunt was stroking you. “Go on,” she said, nodding to towards the sink. You pulled your eyes away and had to learn forward to turn on the water and started to wet the plates.

At that exact time you felt a pair of lips coming in from the right side and meet your shaft. Leslie's tongue slid up and then she pointed you towards herself and she sucked your head in with urgency. You groaned, gripping the dishes and letting water run over your hands. Your aunt sucked your cock tenderly for a few moment then a second hand from the left grabbed your cock and your mother was stroking you know.

“He’s always so hard,” said your mother, sounding a little awed.

“Yeah, I think he’s hard more often than not,” said Leslie. There wasn’t anything further from Patty at this point because she was licking your rod now. She sucked at your veiny skin noisily then slurped her way up to the crown, took you in past her lips and blew you with rigour.

“Fuck…” you sighed, then reached for the sponge. You soaked it for a bit, feeling your cock getting soaked in your mother’s mouth. She popped you out and she gasped with satisfaction.

“Oh my god … so hard,” she panted. “It’s different from when we were in the shower…”

“You’re getting it just as wet though,” laughed your aunt. This oddly casual conversation as the sisters sucked your dick was driving you crazy. You tried to grab for the dishsoap but your fingers slipped feeling yourself slip back into Leslie’s hungry mouth. She started to go deeper on your cock and at the same time you could hear your mother’s breathing. You grabbed the bottle of dishsoap successfully this time and started to squeeze detergent into the sponge.

“Don’t neglect the balls,” said your mother, her fingers finding your undulating testicles and rolling them gently. “Never neglect… his delicious… balls…” Her lips and tongue went for the left nut and with care she began to suck it into her mouth. Your knee went for a moment but you caught yourself and felt your mother’s hands grabbed your left leg, supporting you. She was humming into your nutsack, enjoying holding your loaded balls in her mouth, her tongue working through the folds and making you tingle all over.

Leslie pushed your cock from her mouth along with a mouthful of slippery saliva then slid down to attend to your other nut. For the next forty seconds or so you were getting your balls serviced in the most tender loving way. You realised you had emptied the dishsoap bottle and the sponge was covered in slippery green detergent. You rinsed off some the excess and began to scrub the pan that hat been used to cook breakfast earlier.

Your aunt continued lapping at your testicles as your mother returned your cock to her mouth eagerly. She went to deep throat you, succeeding with ease, and Leslie had to move out of the way. “You’re so good at that,” she said with admiration. “So unfair you’ve had so many years of cock sucking under your belt.” You heard a faint slap as your mother smacked your aunt’s shoulder and Leslie giggled. “Well you do. You goddamn cock slut.”

Your head rolled back at the same time your mother rolled the head of your cock out of her mouth.

“Leslie!” she snapped, offended. “Not nice. I don’t think a cumslut lesbian should be calling other people names.”

“Oho!” laughed your aunt. “Is that right? Well-”

“Ahh put a cock in it,” said your mother, stuffing her sister’s mouth with your thick cock. You slid right into the back of Leslie’s throat and she moaned around your now well serviced, bulging girth.

“God… I can’t take this any more,” you croaked, now gripping the side of the sink. Your aunt was bobbing quickly up and down on your cock, taking your full length in long strokes.

“Are you going to cum, baby?” asked your mother, looking up at you, wide eyed.

“Oh jesus… I’m gonna cum soon…” you nodded. She leaned in close, and at first you thought she just wanted a better view, but then she latched onto your balls again with her mouth. Her tongue began to massage them, and to have one woman throating your cock while the other pressed your nuts with the flat of her tongue at the same time made this the best dish washing session ever. Their were two overlapping moans coming from the warm wet mouth overlapping every inch of your swelling junk. They wanted you to cum so bad, the both of them. You could feel their pull on all of your skin.

You finally erupted down the cumslut’s throat as the cockslut mouthed at your balls. You could feel thick and hot shots of cum were being fed into your aunt, and with your mother doing amazingly encouraging work at your nuts the torrent seemed never ending. With each eyerolling pulse of cum there was a sensational suction around one of your nuts that seemed to unleash more sperm up through your shaft. Leslie was heard to gurgle as you were emptied, your tremendous ejaculates discharing in volley after hot volley.

Your mother kept lapping at your testicles long after you had shot your final spurt, then she pulled away with a sigh. Your aunt did the same and wheezed a little when your meaty obstruction was removed from her mouth. Every drop had gone right down Leslie’s throat. Thick drool dribbled out of her o-shaped mouth until Patty went up and gave her a **** kiss. You stepped back to admire the makeout show, your hands and cock dripping wet too. Leslie began to moan into Patty’s mouth. Your mother was furiously rubbing her sister under the crotch of her shorts, ever the helpful one, remembering how orgasms helped relieve a cum addict’s symptoms for longer. She made quick work of your aunt, so well practised was your mother, and soon Leslie was writhing in her sister’s arms and crying out as waves pleasure washed through her, and she flopped over your mother's shoulders.

Patty propped her exhausted sister up for a few seconds as she recovered, then when she did they smiled lazily at each other and shared another tender kiss before standing.

“Finish up here,” your aunt told you, pointing to the sink. You nodded after pulling your own shorts back on then stepped up to the running faucet again as the women went to, presumably, do some other chores.

You noticed the floor had wet spots on them and it was not from you washing the dishes.