Max Asserts Dominance

"How are my two favourite fucktoys this morning?" said Max as he strutted into the kitchen. Chelsea and Brenda were eating breakfast at the kitchen table. Brenda was naked, as per his orders.

"Your sister and I are doing very well, thank you Max," said Chelsea. She was stuffed into a skin-tight, red tube top. Her thick lips moulded themselves around another spoonful of cereal.

"Good to hear. I hope your mouth isn't too sore Brenda. I really did a number on it last night." Max mixed himself a breakfast smoothie and chugged it down.

"No, it's ok. I had a good sleep and feel back to normal now." Brenda said quietly.

"Great! So you're ready to do it again."

Brenda held up her hands in front of her and yelped.

"No! Wait! Max! I don't want to!"

"It doesn't matter what you want anymore," said her younger brother as he pushed his shorts to the floor. He had been free balling, and now all twelve inches of his modded Alpha cock were flying free. He took Brenda's arms and parted them. He felt as much resistance as he did opening the fridge door. His older sister was another modern convenience for him now.

"Just enjoy it, Brenda. I gave you all that sensitivity for a reason. It'll feel good."

Chelsea gasped and covered her mouth as Max smooshed his python against Brenda's puckered lips. Her daughter was trying to deny him, but she seemed to shiver with each brush against her.

"Max! Your sister has been under a lot of strain lately," said Chelsea. Max finally pushed through Brenda's token resistance and plunged into her mouth, not stopping till he was fully sheathed inside. Brenda's eyes rolled back in her head and her arms went limp as all her nerves exploded with pleasure.

"What does she have to be stressed about? She's finished school. The only thing she has to do is make me feel good." Max was humping his sister's face as he regarded his mother with confusion. Chelsea couldn't take it anymore. Brenda was his sister, for god's sake! She slammed her hands on the table.

"You have to stop treating us like this!"

Then Max stopped.

"What did you say?"

His tone had completely changed. Brenda was still impaled on his rod, but she came back to her senses. Her eyes looked up at her brother in fear and then shifted over to her mother. Max started pulling himself out of Brenda's throat, making her moan as each electric inch tingled her inner walls.

"I don't have to do anything you say anymore." Max didn't take his eyes off his mother. Chelsea tried to stay firm but felt herself sink back into her chair.

Suddenly Libby walked in. She had a towel slung over her shoulder and was ready to seize the day. She took one look at her brother towering over their mother.

"Good morning, Max!" she cheered.

Just like that, Max relaxed and the tension drained out of the room.

"Good morning, Libby," he chuckled. "Going for a run?" he asked.

"You know it!"

"Hey, while you're here, give me a few strokes." He offered up his meatstick.

"Of course! Happy to," said Libby. She clasped both hands around it and started pumping. She didn't stop at one or two, she just kept going.

"Say when, big brother!"

"Thanks, sis. You can stop now." He patted her head, fully boned once more.

"My pleasure. If there's anything else you need, just call me. I can't thank you enough for making my dream come true, Max."

Libby kissed him on the cheek, gave him a playful wave, and headed on out the door. Max put a hand to where Libby had kissed him and smiled. Then he looked back at Chelsea.

"You see! That's how you should be. Both of you. You should be grateful. Now open up, mom. It's your turn."

Chelsea froze in her seat, stunned. That was little obstacle to her son when he drove his monster into her slack-jawed mouth.

"Mom, do you realise how much I've been holding back? My buddy Jeff fucks his own mother each and every day. And she's grateful. You know why? Because he gave her a special treatment - H1W1 or something. The longer she goes without cum, the more her IQ plummets. So unless she wants to be a drooling cumrag on the floor by evening, she sucks him off every chance she gets just so she can get back to normal. She begs him for his dick, mom. On her hands and knees. I don't make you do that. I treat you guys well. I even let you choose your own mods. Do either of you understand what I could do? Brenda, get your butt over here."

Brenda silently hopped off her chair and crawled to her brother on the floor. Max looked at her and nodded, then dragged his mother out of her chair and onto her knees next to his sister, all while stuck in her throat. He pulled out and put a hand on each of their heads. Then he moved his hips and started fucking their faces. He alternated between them. Three thrusts in Chelsea. Two in Brenda. Then he mixed it up, keeping them guessing.

Neither Chelsea nor Brenda dared talk back in the brief moments their mouths were empty. Chelsea couldn't summon the words. Brenda was too busy having an orgasm from being facefucked.

He pulled out again and pressed their faces together, cheek to jowl. He aimed his pulsating cock between them and slid it forward. It was so thick it pushed their faces apart and his mother and sister's lips formed a makeshift pussy for him to thrust between.

His breathing picked up and he pulled his cock back so the tip was resting on both women's cock pillows. Then he groaned. His belly tensed up and his dick started spurting over their faces. The stream of cum splashed up and coated their eyelids and hair. Without being told, they opened their mouths and let it run over their tongues instead. His balls were working overtime to fill them both up. He grunted and flicked his cock between them, making sure both women copped a mouthful or two - or three. He wasn't counting. Finally his balls ran dry and the last few spurts trickled to a stop. He slapped their faces with his cock to squeeze out the final drops.

"You're going to be grateful. No bitching, no talking back. I'll make sure of it."

Both Chelsea and Brenda replied simultaneously.

"Yes, Max."

"Good girls. Now clean up all the jizz you didn't drink. I'm done with you for now."