Join Together: Part 1

Part 30 - Join Together

CHAPTER 1: (Day 50: Monday, November 4)

Katherine was dreaming, although she didn't realize it. In her dream she was lying naked in Alan's bed, getting fucked by him from behind. However, this wasn't an ordinary fucking, because she was eight months pregnant, with a heavy belly the size of a beach ball. Instead, it was more like they were cuddling, except that Alan's erection was fully sheathed inside her, just the way that she liked to hold him. Sometimes he would twitch or move his dick inside her just a bit, and sometimes she'd rhythmically squeeze him with her pussy muscles. Either way, it was heavenly for both of them as they lay spooned together in his bed with one of her legs bent to give him easy access to her honeypot.

They could have gone on like that for hours, but eventually Susan interrupted by knocking on the door. "Morning, kids! Rise and shine!"

Katherine spoke through the door. "Hey, Mom. We're already up."

"Can I come in?"

Alan replied, "Sure."

Susan opened the door and strolled in, wearing nothing but a sexy see-through nightie. She evidenced no dismay or surprise when she saw her two children lying in bed fucking. Instead, she smiled broadly with pride and pleasure. "Look at you lovebirds. Angel, the way you're glowing, I'd think you're still on your honeymoon."

Katherine turned and tilted her head a bit to kiss her brother's cheek and nose. "Mom, that was way over a year ago. But you know what? It still feels like we just got married!" She smiled brightly and kissed him on the mouth.

Susan pulled the covers back, allowing her to see their actual coitus. She sat down on the bed and stared. "Aaah. Just look at that! Angel, are you taking good care of your hubby's big, thick cock, like a good fuck toy should?"

"Mom, you know it!" Katherine replied proudly. "That's why he calls me his favorite fuck toy."

Susan reached out to lovingly cradle Alan's balls. "Son, don't forget you have other fuck toys who love you just as much."

"Thanks, Mom," Alan replied while subtly churning his hips, keeping his pole stirring. "And don't be offended by the 'favorite' comment, okay? You know I love you as much as humanly possible, and you're a fantastic fuck toy too. But if I don't say nice things to my wife, I'll never hear the end of it."

Katherine playfully poked an elbow into Alan's tummy. "That's right, buster! Don't you forget it!" She giggled.

Susan's fingers roamed up to where Alan and Katherine were joined. Since their fucking was relatively stationary, she was able to run her fingers along Katherine's soaked pussy lips. "My sweet Angel... Just look at all this fat cock, filling you up!" A note of concern was added to her voice. "Are you sure this is okay? After all, you're eight months pregnant."

Katherine replied, "The doctor said it's still okay as long as we're careful, remember? And look how carefully we're doing it; we're barely moving."

"I can see that," Susan said, both staring at and touching where her children's bodies joined. "But I'm concerned. I'm sure it feels nice, but how will Tiger cum at such a relaxed pace. Besides, I came in here to tell you both to come downstairs. Amy's cooking, and she wants to know what you two would like."

Katherine asked, "That reminds me. Who's looking after Alison?" In Katherine's dream, she already knew that Alison was the name of her first child with Alan, who was less than a year old.

"Suzanne's still got her," Susan replied. "She's had her all night."

"How's she been feeding?" Katherine wondered. Again, without being told, she already knew that Amy had breast-fed Alison all night, since Amy was lactating after recently having her own child with Alan. As they sometimes did, one mother took care of both babies for a while, so the other could have private time with Alan or get some sleep.

"Wonderfully," Susan replied. "Both babies were perfect little darlings. But let's get back to the problem at hand. Amy doesn't have to start breakfast just yet, but you'll want to eat soon. Remember, Angel, you're eating for two."

Katherine rolled her eyes. "I know, Mom. You tell me that every day."

"Because it's true. And you know how hard it is to get Tiger to cum. Don't you think you should up the ante?" Susan ran a hand up and down Alan's thigh while fondling his balls with her other hand. "Son, don't you think some mommy loving would help?"

Alan answered, "Mom, we're kind of in the middle of something here. Maybe if I pick up the pace..."

But Katherine said, "No, wait. She's right. We don't want you to get too carried away and possibly hurt our baby with your deep thrusting. Why don't we switch to a fun little double blowjob for a while? Then, when you get close, you can get back to fucking me so you can fill me up."

Susan clapped her hands with glee. At the same time, she joked to Katherine, "You know you're already pregnant. You're gonna have to wait for that one to come out before he can knock you up again."

Katherine just giggled in response. She wanted to say something about how good it felt being fucked while pregnant, but she was careful with her words since she knew her mother couldn't have a baby of her own.

So Susan took off her nightie and she and Katherine got busy licking Alan's throbbing boner. In this alternate dream reality, it was clear that mother and daughter had shared this task many, many times, simply because they were so good at coordinating their actions. The two of them lay between Alan's legs, each on their side to provide room for Katherine's big belly. They both just did whatever they felt like doing at the moment, which sometimes meant engulfing his fuckmeat and bobbing on his shaft, but they were also mindful of not being too greedy, so they usually contented themselves with just licking.

Time passed. Susan and Katherine licked and stroked faster and faster. Katherine's advanced pregnancy did nothing to hinder her cocksucking, so she and her mother played Alan's cock like blowjob experts.

Eventually Alan announced, "Daddy's ready to blow!" (In this dream world, he liked to call himself "Daddy," since he was father to Katherine's and Amy's babies. He also liked its other connotations, such as being head of the family.)

"Quick!" Susan cried out. "Tiger, reposition yourself. Shoot some more of your fresh baby batter into your sister-wife!"

Within seconds, Alan was lined up, ready to go.

Susan did the honors, holding (and stroking) his cock while carefully guiding him in. As she did so, she said, "Look at this beautiful scene! Oh, Tiger! I'm so very happy you married your sister, and that you generously made fuck toys out of us all! But be careful and go slow. I'm gonna poke a finger up your ass to make sure you blow, just when you say the word 'Go.'"

Alan's hard-on bottomed out in Katherine's pussy, up against her swollen cervix. He paused for a second to take a breath, then shouted, "GO!"

As planned, Susan thrust her finger up his anus, causing him to shout out with a surge of **** arousal.

Katherine cried out too, because she could feel her brother's cum erupting in the far depths of her vagina, against her cervix, flooding the pocket of her fornix.

She gripped her mother's hand for support and screamed, "So good! So good! Oh, Brother! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck your fuck toy forever! Oh God, I think I'm gonna die, it feels so GREAT!"

Her powerful orgasm ripped through her like a massive earthquake. But all too soon it faded, to be followed by a series of smaller aftershocks. Throughout it all she held Susan's hand tightly. As she recovered her breath, Susan leaned over her, so that mother and daughter could share a passionate French kiss.

But just as the last echoes of her orgasm faded, Katherine's dream faded away too. She slowly became aware that she was lying alone in her bed. She tried to keep her eyes closed in the hopes that she would be able to go back to sleep and resume her dream, but it was not to be.

However, she wasn't that upset, since the day was full of promise. She sat up, opened her eyes, and looked at the alarm clock by her bed. She reached over and disabled the alarm, since it was a few minutes until her usual time to wake up on a school day anyway.

She just sat there for some long moments, savoring the dream. But then she suddenly raised her arms high in the air and let out a silent scream. AWESOME! YES! What a dream! BEST! DREAM! EVER!

Exulting, she shook her fists and waved her arms around. Woo-hoo! Yee-haw! That's what I'm talking about! Oh boy!

She closed her eyes, relishing the memories of her dream for a little longer. I've had lots of waking fantasies like that, but it's soooo much better in a real dream. So vivid and real! I swear, my pussy feels all wet and stretched out, 'cos it feels like Brother really was fucking me!

She reached down and fingered her pussy lips. The wet part certainly is real enough, hee-hee! God, that was great. I should really write that down in my diary, before I forget the details. And I would totally jill myself to completion right now, except I've got Mr. Brother-Cock right across the hall, and who knows what kind of fun we'll get up to during breakfast? I can't wait!

Her other hand went to her tummy. Awww... I was so into that that I half expected to really be beachball-size. But I'm not even a little bit pregnant. Oh well. Bro is just gonna have to work on that later today... WHEN HE FUCKS ME! Woo-hoo! She raised a fist, punching it in the air.

Inspired by that thought, she suddenly bounded out of bed and started to get ready for the day. I think that dream was a sign that today is gonna be a really great day. But then again, when plans involve massive brother fucking after school, how could it not be?! Oh boy, I'm so excited!

By the time she got to the bathroom to brush her teeth and take care of her other morning needs, she'd calmed down a bit. Looking in the mirror, she asked herself, I wonder what he'd think if he knew just how much I'm into having his babies. He'd freak out, I'm sure. And he'd have a good right to. I mean, we're WAY too young. Plus, the whole brother-sister thing. Personally I couldn't care less, especially since genetics aren't a factor, but people would talk. Boy would they ever talk!

But they don't know the DEAL! It's just that I love my brother so much! If I had at least one of his babies, it would bond us together forever and ever!

Her mental picture changed to life after giving birth. She was holding and nursing her first baby. Oh! And lactating! How can I forget about lactating?! Not only will that be great in and of itself, but Brother will be able to suckle me too. And my boobs! Good God, what if they were to get as big as Mom's?! So cool! I want it to be NOW already!

Fleshing out that image in her mind's eye, almost as if it were a real photograph, she noticed a golden wedding ring on her ring finger. She froze, opening her eyes wide. Oh my God! That's right, I forgot: in the dream we were MARRIED! How great is THAT?! And Mom was so cool and understanding. Hell, she even kissed me on the lips! We were, like, fuck-toy sisters, united in sexual devotion to our man. I swear, that really was the best dream ever! I wish I could tell someone, but not even Aims would understand. Thank God I have my diary.

The thing is, that really IS going to be our reality someday! Aunt Suzy is on the case. I don't know what she's doing exactly, but I know it's all good. She's gonna break down Mom's prudish resistance, and then it'll be all gravy from there. SPERM-flavored gravy! Yum!

Brother may not be into becoming a father just yet, but someday - some wonderful, hopefully not-too-distant day - my dream will come true. Haters gotta hate. They wouldn't understand why I love my brother so much, but then again they don't have him for a brother. He's just such a GOOD person! The nicest, most loving guy I've ever known, hands down. I know he'll be the best father in the whole world!

Just then, she heard a knock on the bathroom door. "Hey, Sis. You in there?"

Katherine swung the door open wide. Pulling her brother into the room, as well as into her embrace, she made ready to kiss him. However, he tried to slow her down, saying, "Uh-oh! Morning breath."

"I don't care!" She socked him with a powerful French kiss, which literally left him breathless.

While he recovered, she said joyfully, "That's for you being you, Daddy!" She giggled with pure glee at adding the "daddy" part.

He asked with sincere confusion, "What did I do?"

"What did you do? More like what DIDN'T you do last night."

"Last night?! All I did was sleep."

She winked at him mysteriously. "Shows what you know... Daddy!" She'd finished her morning rituals already, so she walked past her brother, allowing him to use the bathroom.

He wondered, "There you go again, saying 'Daddy'. What's up with that?"

She stopped in the hall just outside the bathroom and turned around to look at him. "What's up with that? What's up with THAT?! Don't get me started, not unless you want to nail me, right here, right now!"

He nervously looked down the hall towards Susan's bedroom and hissed, "Shhhh! Are you mad?"

She replied, more quietly, "Yes! Mad...ly in love!" Then she blew him a kiss and went back to her room.

Alan chuckled as he closed the bathroom door behind him. Geez. Sis is weird. Boy, is she in a good mood. She must've had a nice dream or something. Or maybe she's just looking forward to our afternoon plans? I know I am!

CHAPTER 2

As Alan went through his own morning ritual in the bathroom, he looked ahead to the school week. The tennis team he was on was having a big competition. They were having a round-robin tournament amongst themselves, which meant that every day each player would play three matches. It was less a competition to see who was best, and more a test of dedication and endurance. The matches began at the start of the sixth period and would run at least an hour after school, sometimes more.

Man, that's gonna be a bear. On top of that, I've got a large amount of homework to do, especially since I've been falling behind. Given all that, I doubt there's gonna be time for a lot of sexual fun. If I can just come close to my six-times-a-day average, I'll be doing really well.

Still, compared to before, it's literally infinitely better! Besides, I've got some pretty awesome plans. Now that Aunt Suzy's talked Mom out of grounding Sis, we're gonna go to Kim's house this afternoon, and Thursday too! That'll rock! I'll get to fuck Sis again! And judging from her cryptic comments just now, I think she's got it on her mind just as much as I do - maybe even more so.

And then I've got another appointment with Akami on Friday. That'll be great! Given how the last one went, I think it's probably gonna be more of a fuck session than an appointment. Sweetness! Between the tennis and my homework crunch, I'll just have to endure and survive the week. Hopefully the Akami appointment will be a fun reward at the end for all my efforts, assuming I'm not too wiped out to enjoy it.

Then there's Mom waiting downstairs right now. Jesus, why would I ever have reason to complain about anything?!

And hey, it's time to have some fun! Yesterday was a relaxed day, at least by my recent standards. It's true that there was a lot of sexual excitement, but then I had a nap and a good night's sleep, so now I'm well rested. My dick is in surprisingly good shape too, probably from cumming "only" five times. Now it's time to see what kind of mischief I can get into with Mom and Sis before school starts! He chuckled to himself.

Downstairs, Susan was going through another mood swing. Her near fuck at the party had given her pause, and the way she'd almost ended up fucking Alan the night before when his shaft was sliding against her slit gave her even more pause. She was still in love with sucking his cock, but she feared her lack of self control would lead to real fucking very soon, and that prospect really terrified her.

As usual, she'd gotten up and gone downstairs to the kitchen while her kids were still asleep. She'd dressed in her ordinary clothes, like those she would have worn back in her prudish days. She'd even walked barefoot instead of wearing high heels. This was all part of an effort to get back to being just an ordinary housewife and mother, doing typical homemaking things.

As she prepared breakfast for her children, she thought, I just need to get through the morning without getting carried away. Tomorrow's going to be a Tuesday, and things always get a little wild on Tuesdays. That's all the more reason for me to take a break today. I need to spend the entire day doing and thinking about things that don't involve my son's glorious member. Today has to be a day I simply chill out and calm down. Suzanne can help him with his special needs instead. Heck, even my Angel can do a little bit, if need be. But not me. My day is tomorrow.

Alan came downstairs full of energy, eager to start the day. He frowned to see the way his mother was dressed, but decided not to show it. He went into the kitchen and gave her a good-morning kiss on the cheek, but she seemed strangely stand-offish about it. He didn't let that deter him either.

Katherine was already sitting at one of the stools next to the kitchen counter. She patted the stool next to hers and called Alan over to sit on it. She quietly hissed. "Psst! Bro! Come here!"

He sat down, wondering what all the whispering was about. He asked her in a low voice, "What's up?"

She spoke in a voice just quiet enough so Susan couldn't make out the words. "Bro, I've been thinking. I'm living in fuck-toy paradise, and you are too! You know what I mean?"

"No."

It wasn't surprising that he didn't understand, because she was thinking about her earlier dream and how similar their sexual desires were. She added, "Your dream is my dream. We're living the dream already! Capiche?"

"Um, kinda."

"Here, let me make it clearer for you." She reached over to his crotch and unzipped his zipper. Then she flopped his semi-flaccid penis out and began stroking it. That did the trick; in a matter of seconds it was fully engorged. She was careful to keep her arm movements below the counter's edge, so Susan couldn't see what was she was doing. "Understand now?"

He nodded happily.

They had kept up a lively banter while that was happening, both because it was fun and to help mask the way her hands were stroking him below the counter.

He decided to try to draw Susan into the conversation, hoping to lighten her mood. In particular, he complimented her repeatedly.

They were all so playful that, before long, Susan started to feel a little giddy.

Taking advantage of that, Alan's comments and compliments turned more sexual. He said, "Hey, Sis, are you cold?"

"No. Not even slightly. It's gonna be another beautiful, sunny day here in paradise." She muttered under her breath so only her brother could hear, "Fuck-toy paradise, that is." She giggled.

"Huh. Neither am I," he replied. "And yet Mom looks bundled up like she's about to head out on a polar expedition. Mom, where are your snow boots?"

Susan looked away in embarrassment. "Hey. So I'm feeling a little cold. What's so bad about that?"

"Because I can't enjoy your beautiful body, Mom. How many guys are lucky enough to have a Playboy centerfold for a mother? Not too many. And your boobs! They're not only huge, they're perfect! But under that thick sweater I can't even tell if you HAVE any boobs!"

Katherine realized that getting Susan to loosen up could lead to lots more fun for everyone, so she played along. "Yeah! Mom, you're embarrassing us. Seriously. I thought you'd gotten over your prudish ways. Let's see those famous tits of yours in all their naked glory."

Susan blushed, reflexively crossing her arms over her chest. "Angel, really! You can't say that."

"But I just did. Right, Bro?"

Alan said, "Mom, could you compromise a little? At least take off the sweater. Don't you want my dick to get stiff?"

Susan started to protest, "Son, that's not a proper kind of language-"

But Katherine interrupted. "Mom, oh come ON! We all know how important visual stimulation is for his medical treatment. You can't deny that it would be a big help if his cock would get all thick and long, and hot and throbbing! Then one of us could help him out before school, and he could have a nice cum. Wouldn't that be great, if one of us could help him out?"

She giggled, because even as she was saying that she was rubbing intently over his sweet spot. She was just using a couple of fingers, sliding against it over and over. There wasn't anything special in her motions, and there was next to no variety, but she knew that that one spot contained so many nerve endings that it would be highly effective just the same. In addition, by doing it that way, she was able to keep her arm almost completely still, without telltale motion that could be seen above the counter edge.

Susan grumbled, "Well, I suppose I could take my sweater off..."

Once she had her sweater off, the two kids started encouraging her to do more. She kept most of her clothes on, but she wound up preening and posing, thanks to their continued compliments and cheers.

Before long, she was downright horny.

About five minutes later, when Susan walked over to the dining room table to bring them glasses of orange juice, she noticed something odd. Her two children had just moved from the counter to the table in anticipation of breakfast being served. But they were sitting on the same side of the table instead of on opposite sides as they usually did. What's more, they were on the far side of the table from where the kitchen was, which also wasn't their usual habit.

Susan walked around the table and gasped. Alan's erection was poking out through his fly, while Katherine's fingers were holding it and pumping up and down.

They both calculated that Susan was horny enough that they didn't need to play around in secret. In fact, Katherine continued to lightly stroke up and down Alan's shaft while her mother stared in disbelief.

"Children! What are you doing?!"

Katherine said dismissively, "Mom, it's no big deal. Brother got a little hard, and I'm just helping him out." Seeing that she'd been found out, she decided to go all out. She bent forward, tilted her brother's erection straight up, and began ostentatiously sliding her fingers all the way up and down it, instead of just furtively rubbing his sweet spot like before.

Susan couldn't help but step closer to get a better view, even as she complained, "Well, I'm shocked! And appalled!"

Katherine brought a second hand over to fondle his balls. "Why? You heard me giving him a blowjob yesterday, didn't you? You said it was okay."

"I know, but... this is different! I will not have this house turn into a den of debauchery, especially right in the middle of breakfast!"

Katherine was still stroking away despite Susan's complaints. More and more pre-cum was slowly oozing out and drooling down his shaft. That was giving her rhythmic rubbing an increasingly wet and squishy sound. She said, "Geez, Mom, it's no biggie. Actually, I take it back. It's a very nice biggie. And a thickie too." She giggled.

Susan was still staring wide-eyed. She felt her pulse increasing and her nipples hardening. I almost wish Ron were still here. Things would have to be normal if he were home. Who's gonna save me from Tiger's delicious manhood if it's just the three of us?

Katherine could tell that Susan's resolve was weakening, so she said, "If it bothers you so much that I'm doing this, you can take over. Do you wanna? We can't just leave him like this; that would be cruel."

"Well, no thank- I mean... Angel! Don't make me do that! It's not nice. I'm trying to have a calm, collected morning, and then you have to go and do... that!" She pointed at her son's hard-on, with Katherine's hand still sliding around it. "It would mean a lot to me if you would take your hands off him and go sit in your usual chair."

Katherine complained, "But Mom, check it out. Look at how long and thick his hard-on is. And stiff! Don't you think when it gets this stiff, it just NEEDS some soft, feminine hands to keep it tingling with arousal?"

"Well..." Susan didn't know what to say, since she agreed but didn't want to admit it.

Katherine pressed her point, "Hey Mom, check out his balls! Aren't they extra large and extra heavy? Just look at all the sweet, sweet sperm in there." She lifted his balls from below, lifting and lowering them a bit. "So much spermy cream, dying to get out? Certainly we can't send him off to school in this condition?"

Susan licked her lips. But then she decided to stand firm. "I'm sorry. I really must insist."

Katherine whined, "But MooooOOOOoooom!" Giving in to Susan's stern look, she finally took her hands off his privates and changed chairs.

Alan finally spoke. "Mom, that's totally mean! What am I supposed to do, after I'm all excited like this? My dick isn't just going to go down." He looked at his crotch. His dick was still as stiff as ever, angling upward at a forty-five degree angle.

Susan folded her arms under her big breasts and tried to look and act firm. "Well, I'm sorry, but that's how it is!" She was determined not to look at his exposed erection, but just knowing it was there was exciting her even more.

"That's how it is?!" he griped. "Talk about double standards. There's no rule against helping out, but there's specifically a rule about you dressing sexy, and look what you're wearing."

"No there isn't," Susan said triumphantly. "I'll admit that there's a rule saying you can tell me what to wear, but you haven't done that." She frowned, realizing she'd just set herself up.

"Okay, I'm telling you right now to dress in something sexy." He pretended to be thinking about his options before getting an idea. "Oh, I know. The shiny red outfit that makes your boobs all extra bouncy."

Susan reflexively crossed her arms over her chest and covered her boobs with both hands, even though she wasn't topless. "Oh no! Not that one!"

She looked down and confirmed that Alan's erection was still sticking straight out through his fly, and was just as hard as ever.

Katherine had changed chairs to be opposite Alan, slouching down in hers while the other two were talking until one of her feet could reach his erection. Then she began sliding her foot all over it. She said, "Hey Bro! Look what I'm doing! Mom said no hands, but she didn't say anything about feet. How does this feel?"

He looked down and saw her second foot arrive.

Susan saw all that too. She clutched her arms to her chest even tighter than before, as if that could somehow stop her erect nipples from throbbing in time to the beat of her heart.

Soon both of Katherine's bare feet were rubbing up and down the sides of Alan's erection where it protruded from his fly. She didn't have the same control or pressure she could have had with hands, but there was a kind of charm nevertheless.

"It looks pretty weird," he admitted. "But it feels great. Mom, is this okay?"

Susan had to fight to control her breathing as she replied, "Well, no, not really. But I suppose I'll allow it if you don't make me wear that red outfit. Anything but that! Besides, it's Suzanne's and I think it's back at her house."

"Okay then, deal. But only if you wear one of your new see-through nighties instead."

"See-through nightie?! But that's even worse!" Her eyes were still glued to his crotch, which she watched in fascination as her daughter's feet rose and fell around his cock. At one point, Katherine tried to catch his boner in the gap between her big toe and her other toes, but there was no way it would fit.

Susan thought, That's such an inefficient method. My hands would be so much better. How does she expect to drain his heavy cum-filled balls like that? It's just not right! Tiger needs prolonged, intense stimulation. He needs my hands to slip and slide all over him, and rub his sweet spot hard and fast! ... Or my mouth... Yes, I'm thinking my mouth would be good... Better! Much, much better! Tiger needs me!

He insisted, "Well, Mom, a rule's a rule, and that's what I want you to wear."

Katherine could see how her mother's resistance was weakening the longer she kept staring at her son's hard dick. She could see from her mother's face that she was going to agree before too long. Knowing that Alan was too kind to push for more, she decided to try on his behalf to see what they could get away with. "Yeah, Mom. And since you're being so ornery about this, you have to put it on right here."

"Here? Angel..." Susan's face was growing flushed and her chest heaved with excitement. "Oh, very well. I suppose rules are rules. But really, that's no way to treat your mother. So very improper!" Her eyes went back and forth in time to Katherine's sliding feet.

She went upstairs looking dejected, but in fact she was feeling increasingly excited. Being "****" to do things meant that she didn't have to take responsibility for her actions. That's why she didn't protest Katherine's requirement very much; on a subconscious level, she didn't want to win that fight.

CHAPTER 3

When Susan came back with the nightie, Alan and Katherine were still busy with the feet rubbing, but they'd moved their chairs away from the table so there was now nothing between them. That way, Katherine could better see and control what her feet were doing.

Susan was still dressed in her ordinary clothes, but she began taking them off. "I hope the two of you are happy. This is so humiliating." She was still more huffy than usual and didn't make any effort to be particularly tantalizing while undressing.

Alan felt bad about her frustrated mood, which he didn't understand. He said, "But Mom, this is supposed to be visual stimulation for my medical treatment, remember? Can't you be more, well, stimulating?"

"Sorry, Son, it's just that this is so strange to me. It doesn't come easy." Since she was adhering to the no-underwear rule, it didn't take her long to get naked. Then it took her an extra minute to bend over and change into her high heels, during which she wiggled her ass in Alan's direction. Both of her children could easily see her pussy and how wet it already was.

But once she was undressed, she just stood there awkwardly with a hand over her bush, not knowing exactly what to do. She knew she had to put the nightie on next, but she rather hoped one of her children would give her a naughty order first.

At that point Katherine said, "I smell something burning."

"Oh dear! The French toast! I forgot all about it!" Susan rushed off to the kitchen, still wearing no clothes. She was **** to clutch her boobs as she ran to prevent them from swinging too wildly. She left the nightie she was supposed wear back on the table.

While she worked at the sink to dispose of the burnt toast and clean the pan, she thought, Why does this seem to always happen to me lately? I'm completely naked and serving my children hand and foot! It's so undignified. I'm the sole adult here; I'm the mother. Why does it seem like my son is the one in charge? Just because my nipples are so hard and needy, longing for his lips to suck on them like he did yesterday, does that give him some right to cram his tasty big cock down my throat all the time, whenever he feels like it?

Darn it, that sounds too sexy! I have to STOP thinking about slathering my tongue all over his sweet spot or I'll never calm down. I can't help it if my pussy gets this wet from being naked - my body is betraying me!

As soon as the nude mother was gone and otherwise occupied, Katherine whispered, "So, Big Bro, how do you like what I'm doing with my feet? Kind of like a handjob, so I guess maybe it's a footjob."

"Pretty cool, actually. I never would have thought of it, but it feels great!" He grew serious and leaned forward. "However, about Mom..."

Katherine also leaned in closer to hear his extra-quiet whisper. She put her hand on one of his knees to do so, but quickly moved from there to stroking his meaty shaft with that hand instead of just her feet.

He said very quietly, "As good as that feels, would you be willing to take one for the team?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, get Mom to take over. She's wavering, but we need to end her mood swings."

"You just like how she tends your cock better."

"Do not!"

"Do too!" Both of Katherine's fists slid up and down Alan's dick as they argued. She started going faster and faster as her jealousy and anger grew.

He spoke quietly but insistently. "Do not, really! You're fantastic. It's just that we need to be strategic here."

"You're just saying that."

Susan said from over in the kitchen, "Here comes breakfast!"

The kids looked over and saw her standing naked while attempting to bring over their breakfast cereal. Because one of her hands was modestly covering her pussy, she could only hold the cereal box in her other hand and had to leave the bowls and milk behind.

Tottering along in her high heels, she thought, Okay, things are back to normal. This is just like a typical morning. Well, almost. So I'm kind of naked. That's not a total disaster, is it? After all, some families live as nudists, right? Even Adam and Eve were nude. Besides, I'll be able to put on my nightie just as soon as I have a minute. What's important is to get through this in a relatively normal way and get the kids off to school.

As she walked across the dining room, she said, "The French toast, unfortunately, was unsalvageable. But I'm making another batch. Meanwhile, you should get started with this." As she got closer, she saw Katherine was using two hands instead of her feet on Alan's boner. She chided, "Angel, what did I say about using your hands?"

"Sorry, Mom. I don't mean to be disrespectful, but it's just so hard to get him to cum! I can't get enough pressure with my feet, and we have to get to school before long. Do you want him to go to school practically bursting with all that tasty cum?"

"Hmmm. Oh dear. That is a good point." Susan stood with the cereal box held strategically in front of her crotch, but she finally had to put it on the table. She was blushing furiously, despite her attempt to look and act calm.

She placed her hand where the box had been to keep some semblance of modesty, but that left her fingers so close to her clit that she was tempted to start jilling herself right there. Dear Lord! I'm so very horny. Just look at Angel's fingers sliding up and down and all around Tiger's thick meat! There's so much cummy goodness needing to be stroked and licked and sucked that I just HAVE to touch myself! At least a little bit, can't I? Please?!

No! I can't! I have to be strong. I need to tell them to stop - right now!

Without saying anything more, she hurried back to the kitchen naked, trying in vain to cover her ass as she went.

Alan thought, It's weird. On the one hand I feel bad to see Mom so obviously distraught. But on the other hand it's a huge turn-on! That's so wrong. She's my mom. I shouldn't be making her do stuff like this. But I can't help it; she's just too busty and sexy! I lose all willpower around her!

Susan soon came back, with her breasts wobbling and bouncing in every direction as she attempted to hold the milk, two bowls, and spoons while keeping her pussy covered as much as possible.

His enjoyment of her sexy walk to and from the kitchen was greatly enhanced by his sister's continued two-fisted handjob.

Susan put everything on the table. "Finally! You two naughty kids eat up. We're running behind, thanks to all these shenanigans. I really shouldn't be allowing any of this."

But neither Alan nor Katherine was touching their food - they were having too much fun.

Susan put her hands on her bare hips. "You two, I go through all this trouble to cock you food; the least you can do is eat me. ... I mean it! Eat IT. The food!" She blushed.

Katherine burst into giggles. "'Cock you food?'"

Susan had only noticed the second Freudian slip, so she blushed even more when she realized that she'd also made the first one. Somehow, standing naked before her children and blushing profusely with her head bowed down in shame turned her on even more. She could feel rivulets of her juices rolling down her inner thighs, and hoped and prayed that her kids wouldn't see just how hot and wet she was for her son.

Looking anywhere but at her children, she decided to retreat back to the kitchen and recover from her humiliation there. She did so, but as she walked away, about the only thing she could think of was the hope that her son was admiring the rise and fall of her bare ass cheeks.

By this time, she was so horny that as soon as she reached the kitchen she turned around and headed back to the dining room table. She did her best to walk in a slow and sexy manner. But as she did she thought, Drat! He's hardly even looking at me. Angel is sticking close to him, using all of her feminine charms as well as her ten sliding fingers. I need to up my game!

Suzanne's been talking about giving me "sashaying lessons." I've been doing the practice exercises she gave me, but she says I'm still not ready for prime time. How I wish I could wow my Tiger by walking just like Suzanne does! It's true I've been getting good at strutting, but strutting moves me far too fast.

All too soon, Susan reached the table. She still wasn't having much luck attracting Alan's attention. Noticing the nightie still lying there, she picked it up and mumbled, "At least now I can finally get into some clothes!" She slowly put it on, trying to surreptitiously wipe her thighs clean in the process. She wasn't sure if she was trying to be more responsible by wearing something, or if she was simply attempting a reverse strip-tease by getting dressed in a very sexy manner. In truth, it was a little bit of both.

The funny thing was though, the nightie was so transparent that it hardly made any difference at all. It certainly did nothing to support her still wildly wobbling breasts. If anything, it only made her look more desirable.

After she'd pulled the nightie over her head, she continued to stand there and watch Katherine's two-handed stroking. She thought, Okay, they have their cereal now. This is the time for me to put my foot down. I have to be like Suzanne. I have to be tough! We should have a NORMAL breakfast like normal people. No cock stroking! Or at the very least, if cock stroking has to be done, I should save Angel the indignity of having to do it.

Yes, the more I think about it, it's my duty to protect her as much as possible. I've already been corrupted by becoming his personal cocksucker, well, one of them at any rate, so it wouldn't be so bad if I were to take his magnificent, powerful meat in my hands, and rub and stroke it with love until he showers me with a fountain of spermy goodness! Mmmm! Yes!

Katherine could read Susan's mood from her face. She realized that something needed to be done before Susan started asserting control. That way, she could take credit for what was going to happen anyway. She winked at Alan behind their mother's back, and said, "Speaking of running behind, I've got a bunch of things to do upstairs. Here, Mom, why don't you take over?"

Susan's determined face crumbled into an uncertain yet needy one. "What, you mean, with Tiger's cock, er, I mean, member?"

Katherine grinned and nodded.

Susan's voice rose with alarm. "But what about the French toast?"

"Try multi-tasking."

Susan thought, NO! I'm going to put my foot down, just like I said! Someone has to put a stop to all this debauchery. But even as she thought this, she found herself taking Katherine's place in the chair, taking over stroking Alan's erection only seconds after Katherine let go of it.

As her hands started to pump up and down on his wet shaft, her boobs wobbled and swayed enticingly underneath her nearly nonexistent nightie. That wasn't by accident; she remembered Suzanne's advice to always keep her boobs moving through subtle methods such as sometimes pressing one or the other of her upper arms against them.

With Alan's cock in her hands and her boobs jiggling, she felt a sense of calm and happiness come over her. Somewhere in the back of her mind a voice was continuing to complain about the impropriety of it all, but she shooed the voice away, like she would for a bothersome buzzing fly. Hmmm. Well, maybe this is for the best. After all, I'm preventing my darling Angel from being seduced by this tall tower of male perfection! Mmmm! So thick and long!

Katherine just stood there watching her mother's hand slide up and down. She decided that she wasn't in such a big hurry after all. Playfully referring to Susan's earlier Freudian slip, she told her mother, "Now you're really cockin'!" and then burst into giggles.

Susan pouted, "Angel! That's mean." But her hands didn't slow their sliding even slightly.

Katherine suggested, "Boy, look at the time. Bro and I will have to go to school before too schlong." She was again poking fun at the Freudian slips, but Susan didn't know what "schlong" meant and Alan was too absorbed in the handjob to do much more than grin, so Katherine ended up being the only one to giggle at her own joke.

She went on with sincere encouragement, "Mom, maybe you should suck him off to make him blow that much faster."

Susan licked her lips. She didn't need much convincing. "Well, if you think so..."

"Definitely! After all, you don't want us to be late for school, do you? It's the only proper thing to do, when you think about it. Oh, and you'll need to take that nightie off. It looks really expensive and you could ruin it when Alan erupts his tasty cream all over you."

"Oh, poo! But I just put it on!" It's happening again! Everyone's always conspiring to get me to take all my clothes off. It's not right! But while one part of her mind was complaining, the rest of her loved the idea.

"Them's the breaks." Katherine figured that since she couldn't keep Susan from Alan's hard-on anyway, she might as well help with breaking down her barriers. That would help them all have more fun in the future. By this time she was standing behind Susan and looking in Alan's direction, so she winked secretly at him once again.

He just smiled back. Katherine's cooperative attitude was definitely winning points with him.

Susan compromised and pulled her nightie down to her waist rather than taking it all the way off. She knew Alan was probably going to squirt all over her face or chest, so she needed to keep those bared. I have to keep some boundaries, some restraint, or my son will be plugging my cunt with HARD COCK before too long! Mmmm! He'll ride his mommy hard and deep! MMMM! Yes! So full! Oh, I can't even think about it. I can't! Mmmm! Must suck cock instead!