Follow my lead.

"Not everything, but I have a plan. Just play along."

Sarah follows you down to the kitchen, where indeed your mother waits in a fresh pair of pink panties and a matching demi bra.

"Hey mom, what'd you make us?" you ask as you walk in.

"Just some sandwiches, hon," she says and turns toward you, placing a large plate of bite-sized sandwiches on the table as she sits down. Her eyes, and those of your sister, widen when you pull Sarah into a brief but passionate kiss before pulling out two chairs on the other side of the table.

After a second of silence your mom clears her throat. "I take it that means you've talked to your sister?"

"Yeah, she knows about us. So you might as well come over here," you tell her and pat your lap invitingly.

She smiles nervously as she circles the table to sit on your lap. After planting a soft kiss on your cheek, she reaches for a sandwich and starts feeding you.

You let yourself be pampered for a while before speaking up. "There's one more thing you should know mom. It's not just you and Sarah. I kind of have a thing with Mrs O'Brien too."

Your mom gives you a sharp look as she picks up another sandwich. "Did you have sex with her?

Knowing the two women are fairly close friends, you fight to suppress your grin. "If you want specifics, we haven't had sex yet. She's given me blowjobs and I've fucked her tits, that's all. But I expect she'll be ready to have sex with me soon, because her husband is my cuckold."

Her hand freezes in shock, midway between the plate and your mouth. "He's what? Ryan, how can you ruin Kelly's life like that?"

So she won't judge you if you sleep with your sister, but her friend is off limits? "Hey, come on. It's not like I made Mr O'Brien my cuckold, he just found out that's what he is like you found out you're my cook."

You catch Sarah smirking behind mom's back before she responds. "Well at least be nice about it."

"Who says I'm not being nice? I'm just playing my part. I'm even letting them have oral sex with each other."

"Yeah, what do you expect him to do?" Sarah chimes in. "If Mr O'Brien is Ryan's cuck he kinda has to sleep with the man's wife, doesn't he?"

Your mom needs a minute to process. That is what the word implies, but apparently your power only affects people's minds in ways directly related to what you write. That's why Sarah never questioned that you own her cunt, but she was able to question _how _that had come to be. And so your mom has to work through the consequences of Mr O'Brien being your cuckold instead of immediately accepting it. "I guess that's true," she says eventually. "But that doesn't mean you can make her do whatever you want, you hear me?"

"I'll be nice, I promise," you tell her to another smirk from Sarah. You make a mental note to order Kelly never to complain about you to your mom. "Now with that settled, I could go for another blowjob."

Your mom gives you another nervous smile. "What about Sarah?"

"Just pretend she's not here. My dick is all yours for now."

"Yeah mom, go for it!" your sister adds, which does not help her nerves. Nevertheless, she gets off your lap and crawls under the table. As she fumbles with your pants, Sarah stands up to watch over your shoulder.

Your mom averts her eyes quickly and focuses on your cock, which is pointing straight up by now. She has to bend it forward so she can get her mouth on it without hitting her head on the table, and the angle means you have a straight shot to her throat. She wastes little time getting you there either, diving onto your cock and taking more of it into her mouth with every thrust.

"Oh Em Gee," Sarah whispers as she watches her mother impale herself on her brother's cock. She massages her tits through her shirt as she continues. "I hope you're still feeling generous about letting me cum, or I'll have to leave before I get too worked up."

"Stay," you tell her and grab your mom's hair to pull her with you when you scoot your chair back. "Actually, let's go somewhere more comfortable."

Still holding your mom by the hair, you dislodge your cock from her throat and get up to walk to the living room, making the blushing lingerie-clad woman crawl by your side. Sarah follows you and you both sit down on the couch, where you pull your mom's mouth back onto your shaft. As she gets back to noisily slamming her face into your crotch, Sarah shimmies out of her shorts and snakes a hand up her shirt while she starts rubbing her clit.

Eager to push the boundaries once again, you pull your mom's right hand off your hip and place it on Sarah's thigh. Her eyes flick up at you, but she doesn't stop bobbing her head even as you move her hand closer and closer to Sarah's pussy.

Eventually Sarah gets impatient and grabs the hand from you before jamming it between her legs. Your mom's eyes widen as she feels her daughter's fluids on her fingers, but your hand on her head keeps her in place as Sarah moves hers around to make sure she gets a good feel of her pussy. When it's clear that she isn't going to pull away, Sarah lets go of her and allows her to continue exploring on her own.

Her face red, she begins to finger her own daughter while deepthroating her son's dick. You don't know if this is something she's fantasized about while watching your porn, but she's definitely into it now. She hums and her throat constricts around your shaft, sending waves of pleasure into your body and strings of drool down your balls. It's a good thing you're still wearing pants, or she'd complain about stains on the couch later. Your sister happened to sit down on a shirt someone dumped there instead of taking it to the laundry room like he was supposed to (it was you. you did this), you notice when a loud moan makes you look over at her. "Holy shit," she mouths silently, before moaning again.

You can see the nipple she's not playing with poke through her shirt like it's trying to stab a hole through the thin fabric. Reaching over, you flick it before she can stop you. "Ow, you dick!"

Any further insults will have to wait as she lets out another long moan, and by the time she can speak again you've already moved on to mauling her tit with your whole hand, rubbing your palm against her nipple as you squeeze and grope her soft flesh. You're moaning too as your mom increases her efforts, swirling her tongue around your shaft whenever she's not rapidly thrusting it as far into her throat as she can get it. She's gagging a little and tears stream down her face, but she's in her element. You don't miss that her free hand has slipped down between her legs either.

Your own hand has been loosely entangled in her hair this whole time, but now you tighten your grip and **** her down until your slick balls touch her chin. She gurgles helplessly and her throat pulses around your shaft. A moment later it's your cock that pulses as you deposit a thick load directly into her stomach. Finally you let her up, and she comes off your rod gasping for air.

While she recovers you notice her hand has fallen out of Sarah's lap, but her own hand has taken its place and she's rubbing herself raw as she looks down at your mom. Seconds later she cries out as she cums, and her boob is pulled out of your grasp when she slumps back against the couch.

After tucking your dick back into your pants, you help your mom up onto your lap and kiss her cheek. You stroke her sides and stomach gently while your sister takes a breather. "You're the best, mom. Sarah and I are going to get cleaned up and go out for a bit ok? We'll call if we can't make it home for dinner."