As usual, Karen was waiting

Karen grabbed Matt by the hand and dragged him into the bedroom. "Mo-om," she called.

"Yes, dear."

"Time to hear about Matt's date. Strip down and put your hand in your twat."

"What?"

"Come on, mom. I know you want to hear about Matt's conquests as much as I do."

"I am very happy that you've become so popular with girls," his mom said. "Not that I doubted it for a minute. You've always been quite handsome."

Karen sighed. "Sure, mom. He was the most handsome nerd at Aaron Burr. The point is, he just got back from a date which means he's got stories to tell. If you don't want to put your fingers in your own twat while he tells them, you can put them in mine."

"Oh. Is that what you want, Matt? Don't you mind us masturbating while you tell us about your... relations?"

"No, mom, I'm good. It's sort of the deal I have with Karen. She helps me figure out how to become the kind of guy girls want and I tell her about it."

"That sounds quite naughty."

"Hello mother," Karen said. "You're having sex with your son. Worrying about being naughty should be so far down your list you can't even see it."

"Yes, but that's different."

"Come on, Matt. Get started. Mom, just decide whether you want your fingers in your own snatch or mine. Your choice but we've wasted enough time."

Matt quickly gave a rundown of his evening.

It turned out Amy wanted details of the mushy stuff... who kissed whom, who said what romantic thing and why, as well as the details that mattered most to him... tits, asses, pussies and cocks.

By the time he'd finished his story, both his mom and his sister had their fingers moving at top speed, and both came simultaneously when he put his arms around them and drew them into his chest.

"I have the best family," he murmured to them as they went down to share his cock.