Physical temptations

Deciding not to rush your new girlfriend, you stay downstairs and simply watch the lustful interactions of Paige's parents. Nobody is speaking—the only sounds in the room are the steady ticking and tocking of a nearby clock along with the noisy slurping of Mr. Pattinson's penis.

"You look a bit bored," the man in question says to you, looking at you with an odd expression. "Feel free to join us, if you want."

You bite your lip as your gaze focuses on Mrs. Pattinson's enticing nude ass. Could you really just up and mount her, Paige's own mother? What would Paige say? Well, you already know what she would say—likely nothing, as such a thing is as normal as normal can be to her. Still...

"Come on, don't be shy," Mr. Pattinson says with a small laugh.

The cock-hungry wife shimmies her butt at you invitingly as she continues to gobble her husband's erection. Such an invitation is too much to resist; your own erection is soon free of your oppressive jeans as your hands find their place on each of Mrs. Pattinson's firm asscheeks, cock pressing against her hot, sopping wet vagina.

Hesitating, you hold yourself there for a moment. Even though you know it's far from it in this reality, this entire situation still just seems too weird. You consider if you can actually go through with this. The decision, however, is taken from you as Paige's mother pushes her hips back, her butt slapping against your stomach as your cock is sheathed inside her warm pussy.

"Ohh..." you moan in surprised pleasure. She rocks her hips, slowly and in time with your careful thrusts. She's so warm! You squeeze her butt, barely noticing Mr. Pattinson's orgasm as he cums spectacularly into his wife's mouth. He pulls away from her lips, fixing his pants and waving at you. "I'm going to make some burgers. Can I get you some, John?"

"N-No thank you," you pant, really giving it to the man's wife as she moans loudly into the leather chair, her vagina contracting around your cock. Mr. Pattinson's casual reaction (or lack thereof) to his wife getting slammed on his own chair by a person he barely knows is enough to set you off. Your penis tenses as you burst with numerous ropes of sperm, splashing Mrs. Pattinson's womb with waves your seed.

"Mom, is my black skirt in the wash?"

Startled, you look around to find Paige standing calmly behind you, looking questioningly at her panting mother. Your eyes bulge (and cock tenses, even despite your release seconds ago) as you note that she's not wearing anything below the waist. A few splotches of cum appear to be soaking into her white blouse, but what really grabs your attention is the sperm trail sliding down her thighs from her glistening vagina!

"Y-Yes, honey," Mrs. Pattinson answers, pulling herself off you with a sigh. You watch as your now drenched and satisfied member exits her pussy, drenched in her fluids. "I can grab my brown one for you, if you'd like."

"Thanks, Mom!"

With that, they both walk upstairs, neither seeming to care about the streams of manly seed slithering out of their (not so) private parts. Pulling your pants back on, you have to wonder who was up there with Paige to make her look like that. You'd probably be rather jealous...if not for the fact you worked your own rocks off with Paige's own mother.

A few moments later, Paige is back downstairs, wearing a brown skirt which extended to just below her knees, "Hey, sorry I took so long. My brother has his boyfriend over and Tommy doesn't like getting cummed on so, you know. Anyway, ready to go?"

"O-Oh, sure," you stutter, not sure how to answer. You didn't expect Paige's brother to be gay (or bisexual?) to say the least. "No problem."

Exiting the Pattinson family home, you make your way back to your car parked in the driveway. As you and Paige both open the doors, you speak up as a question pops into your mind, causing Paige to look up. "I thought your brother's name was Tyler?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, it is," Paige confirms with a small nod. "Tommy is the boyfriend."

So that means...

"Wait, so your brother finished on you?!" you suddenly blurt out in surprise as the realization hits you.

Once again wearing that look of confusion that seems to follow you around, Paige gazes at you curiously. "Both of them, actually... Its not a big deal, really..."

Perplexed, you think back on the guidelines for this 'reality' you set up for yourself. While you didn't specifically mention ****, you didn't exclude it either, so the same rules must apply...weird. Suddenly, you decide you should avoid going over to your sister's place at all costs; if memory serves, she's never had a boyfriend, is a bit of a wallflower, and is likely still a virgin...granted, denying your sister's good looks would be a straight up lie. Still, your own sister...? What an insane idea to wrap your head around...but maybe you'll come to accept it later on down the line. For now, you've got to Paige to focus on.

Snapping out of it, you enter the car with Paige and start it up, pulling out of the driveway and making your way to the park. As you make small talk with her, the idea of her doing things with her being sexually active with her brother is still ever present in your mind, and for very good reason. Even though it makes logical sense that such things would occur in this reality since you didn't exclude family relations like that, it still seems a bit unreal...and then you think of something else.

"Out of curiosity, uh..." you begin before nearly immediately trailing off, finding difficulty in phrasing your question.

Paige giggles lightly, looking at you with curious eyes. "Another weird question, huh?"

"I guess," you say. "I was just wondering...if you do that stuff with your brother, does your...does your dad get to fuck you too?"

"John," she giggles, "you took my virginity, remember? So, no. I have done oral with him before, though, but only when Mom's not home or if someone else is using her. A lot of people in the neighborhood like my Mom, so sometimes we just get random guys knocking on the door asking for her."

Your mind plays the situation, imagining Mrs. Pattinson's upbeat and happy response. "Of course, of course! Come in and help yourself to my pussy as much as you'd like!"

"Mom's just really kind like that," Paige continues with a smile. "She'll just offer herself sometimes, especially when we order delivery. She invites the guy to come in and fuck her while the family eats and everything. Mom says most of them are underpaid and it's the least she can do."

"I did notice that about her," you answer, half-joking.

"Yeah, Mom's nice," Paige agrees. "Now I've got a question for you, John..."

You gulp instinctively upon hearing that as you stop at a red light behind a few other cars. Paige looks to you, scanning you slowly. "You're not...bothered by this, are you?"

"Bothered...?" you repeat, missing her point.

"You know...my brother using me, my dad using me, or any guy who wants to fuck me using me," she explains. "You're asking all these questions and talking about such a basic thing in our lives much more than anyone else ever has...guys fucking big breasted girls isn't something people really think about on this sort of level, but you're really conscious of it, and that kind of worries me a little. Makes me think that you don't like the idea of sharing me, which is...nice, actually, because that shows me how much you like me, but at the same time, if you can't get past that...I don't know if it'll work out. I want it to work out, because I really like you, John, but if all you're going to think about is 'Damn, my girlfriend is being screwed by another guy right now,' then maybe you should reconsider...?"

...Well, damn.

Throwing the sudden curve ball of deep thought at you, Paige has raised a few good points. It's a lot to think about, but one thing is for certain: you definitely do want to give this a shot. If anything, the entire experience of having a girlfriend who's a cumdump for any guy will only help you get better adjusted to your new reality. She's right in the sense that such thoughts about her being used might throw you off at first, but if you can get used to that somehow, then you've just landed yourself the perfect busty girlfriend.

Mind clear with resolve, you laugh to yourself with a shake of your head, tapping your fingers against the wheel. "No need to worry about that, Paige. Sorry about these dumb questions. Just, uh...been a rough week. Too many virgins, you know? Screwing with my head."

She laughs, showing you a beautiful, relieved smile. "Good...good. Oh, there's the park!"

Turning another corner, you slow the car to a stop in a parking spot. Getting out with Paige, you look at the park across the street, measuring just how busy it is...