Sweet Talked Into A Date At Home.

Figuring you were in no rush, so instead of heading out the door after bidding your younger sisters and Ena goodbye as they headed to school. You’d stuck around the house to lounge around while you made your decision in the company of your mother.

“Honey, just because you're at home doesn’t mean you can wander the house naked.” Your mother lightly chastised you, through her eyes appreciatively lingered on your hardened cock.

For your own amusement and testing the waters, you’d stripped back down to your birthday suit as you laid on the couch, phone in one hand, cock in the other that you stroked as you grinned at your mother, enjoying the freedom your family’s incestuous lust granted you.

This was pure puerile fun.

“Ah mom, is there anything wrong with wanting to be able to enjoy, and show my appreciation for beautiful sights around the house and all the work you put into it?” You fired back, your eyes unashamedly roaming her body and your cock twitching in your hand.

You hadn’t missed your mother disappearing the moment she realized you were going to be staying at home, and slipping into something ‘more desirable’, a sight you’d discovered when you’d emerged from your room nude to her pleasant surprise.

She’d put on sexy little micro-skirt that belonged in a schoolgirl porno with how much it left on tantalizing display, and a loose crop top that draped itself lightly over her perky breasts and barely coming past the swell of her breasts, leaving her fit bronze-skinned swimmers stomach exposed, and blessed by your low angle allowed you to look up it to see she’d ‘forgotten’ to wear any bra underneath as if it wasn’t obvious from how her headlights poked through the fabric.

Shaking her head chidingly as she bent over to clean a spot she’d already done before, granting you a heady view of her ass with its little strap of a thong threaded between her cheeks, and a teasing glimpse of the little patch of it glued to her mons. Casting a sultry glance over her shoulder she met your brazenly ogling eyes with a knowing smile.

“What a thoughtful boy I’ve raised, to spend his time working and making me feel so good. But, I might not mind seeing my boy’s handsome birthday suit. Be mindful, as the neighbors will if you go walking in front of any windows.” Your mother playfully cautioned you.

Grinning, you just looked at the most recent line you’d written into the book when you’d taken your spot on the couch.

‘Within the boundaries of any Haverty family property, any indecent act, no matter how visible or audible to any uninvited house guests, neighbors, observers or passerbys enjoys a perception filter effect that prevents them from noticing. Only I am consciously aware of this effect, while any family member or guest is subconsciously aware of it, and it can influence their decision making if propositioned.’

Your mother was making a good case for a test run, by fucking her up against one of the front windows of the house.

But, for now, you were enjoying the wackiest conversation in your life so far when you snapped a picture of your mother’s displayed ass with her thong, your cock prominently in frame leaking precum, poised raring to go.

‘Man, I think mom liked this morning quite a bit.’ A picture which you then sent to your father.

‘Oh, she must be feeling naughty tiger. Dirty girl’s begging for some motherfucker cock. She’s dressed to give permission. Test her limits, press your dick against her ass.’

Your shoulders lurched from the explosive laugh you had to swallow down to not tip your mom off to the game; damn it dad! But, man you’d be lying if you didn’t want to go for another round with that wonderful ass of hers seeing it sashaying around the house like this.

Compelled by your father’s egging on, you rose from the couch, beckoned by the saucy wiggle of your mother’s toned bronze ass.

You flipped her tauntingly short skirt up, readying your phone you smacked your cock on those firm glutes, savoring the lurid sound of your dick slapping on her rear. Combined with the way your mother was bent over, her body stiffening in an electric jolt of pleasure at the moment of contact with your cock, where for that brief moment of the gentle heat of her round cheeks as they jiggle from the strike.

Gasping with false scandal, she pushed back, pressing her hips to yours, trapping your cock between her cheeks and your body. “Is work stressing out my handsome boy? Maybe some skinship with your sexy mother will alleviate that~?” Your mother huskily offered, circling her hips to grind on your bare prick.

You hummed, buying time for your father to respond to the video of you whipping your dick on her ass.

‘Look at her, not even fighting it! What a slut hungry for her son’s dick, and all it took to awaken it was a morning surprise. Let's do it again, but take it farther next time.’

Grinning from the fact your father was texting all this while at work, and your mother’s awaiting sultry gaze. Humping against her playfully, grunted from the sensation of the smooth flawless skin of her ass against your cock, you slipped your prick between her thighs.

“Oh, I think that’ll do wonders for me.” You said, locking your phone and laying it onto the

Smiling brilliantly, your mother rose from her bent over position, lightly pressing her thighs together enveloping your member in the firm flesh of her thighs, her hands went to yours guiding them with tender motherly love up to cup her breasts. She turned her head back to steal a breathtaking kiss from your lips.

“Aki isn’t causing my sweet, loving boy any problems is she?” Your mother inquired.

Grunting from the feeling of pumping your cock through the smooth skin of her thighs, you were confused why your mom would ask that. “No, Aki’s been no trouble mom.” You groaned, it was laughable to imagine Aki bothering you. You're pretty sure if she did cause you trouble she’d prostrate herself.

A mental vision of Aki naked, kowtowing with her forehead touching the floor flattening those mammoth breasts of hers in submission begging for your judgement appeared in your mind. The sight in your mind's eye leaked another trickle of fire into your abdomen as the heat from the intercrural grew more intense.

Sensually moaning as your fingers pinched her stiff nipples, your mother wiggled her firm ass on you as her thighs found a rhythm with your thrusts. “A mother worries, as many times as she’s assured me her interest is in women. Aki’s doted and had eyes for you that always were too intense for my liking honey, she’s so powerful I can’t help suspecting her intentions, ah!” Your mother’s words cut off by a pitched moan from your cock skimming against her soaked thong covered slit.

A devious little spring into your mind. “Oh, so you mean if she’s done things like this to me?” You gave your mother’s fine ass a swat with an open hand, the sinful sound of the smack rang through the peace of your family home with a desirous gasp from your mother’s luscious lips.

Clenching her thighs, squeezing your cock in the sinful flesh, she jerked her hips back into yours, running your prick between them in dazzling carnal delight that prickled up your spine. Stirring a spike of heat in your body. “Oh yes, like that~” She let out a shuttering gasp.

“Or this?” You said, before launching a sudden attack on your mother’s breasts, kneading the firm flesh, circling them in your hands and pinching her stiff nipples. You humped yourself lightly into her, the muted sound of your bodies meeting filling the room. Your actions crash a wave of excitement over you, as a trickle of your mother’s lust seeped through her thong onto your cock.

“Mrmm, has mommy’s friend done any of these naughty things with you?” Your mother husked, kissing you ardently. Her soft perfect lips tasted amazing as you ravenously returned her passion, your hips bucking wildly as you crave more of your sexy mother.

Burying your face into the crook of her neck, trailing kisses on her soft skin you chuckled. “Oh, Aki’s been a sweetheart to me.” You tell your mother, what else would you call absolutely ravaging a woman on the desk in her own office?

In fact, you’re sure Aki and the women at work would love you getting more handsy with them. Heck, in your minds eye you could see yourself atop Laura on her desk making out, or motorboating the blonde personal assistant’s breasts, then Aki coming out of her office, seeing the scene, then praise Laura for such ‘good work’ then remarking to the rest of the administrative office watching on or continuing with their work to take note of Laura’s work.

That mental image was the final straw, as the dam broke and jolting you pressed yourself into your mother’s body, hugging her tightly to you when the first wave of your climax struck, Grunting you felt the surge of heat escape as you came, looking past your mother’s shoulder you could saw your jizz had splattering onto a wedding photo of your parents, a fat droplet of sticky white covering your mother’s smiling face as she stood looking stunning in her wedding dress next to your dad.

You quickly snapped a picture and sent it to your father before your mother erased the evidence while you were both in the afterglow, barely a breath before your mother released your cock from the press of her thighs, and turned around in your arms to face you had shut out the conversion.

Your mother’s eyes were smoldering with lust, and a foxy smile as she spread her legs, her tiny skirt hiking up revealing her soaking wet thong she tugged to the side. Running a hand lovingly through your hair, your mother hummed sweetly. “Mrh~ I swear, the way she acted, Aki loved you more than Fuji. Won’t you console your mother?” She husked, her fingers tracing your jaw in a feather light touch that had you raring for round two and hooking a leg around yours drawing you in.

Her kissable lips parted in a rapturous ‘oohing’ moan that sent ripples of fire through your chest you slid into her molten core in a near agonizingly languid pace, taking a sensuous eternity to sink in, savoring each centimeter enveloped in her heat to the fullest. Inside her, your mothers smooth inner-walls were almost massaging your prick as they stretched to accommodate your cock. You attacked your mother’s bronze skin with kisses as you held her by the hip, trailing from her shoulder to her neck.

Filling your ear with a sultry giggle. “You should take Fuji on a date.” Your mother sweetly whispered into your ear.

“What!?” Your hips jerked in surprise, completing thrusting the remainder of your shaft into her with a harsh jolt and wet impact that rang through the house.

Sucking in a heated breath from your sudden thrust, your mother leaned back to gaze mischievously into your eyes, while wearing a sultry smirk on her lips as she caressed your cheek. “You played a mean surprise on me this morning, I want you to make it up to me. Now, don’t stop here baby, give mommy your love.”

Grunting you started moving, your mother’s constricting inner-walls sending a creeping heat up your back as your prick fought each time you pulled back for a new thrust. “I don’t see how we shifted from Aki to trying to get me to date Fuji.” You voiced your confusion.

Now, you were hardly opposed to dating a girl that hot, and in your new memories had been a real cocktease, showering you in affection, always giving you plenty of hugs that rubbed and squashed those face smothering melons around your head or against your body any chance she could. A sultry princess that lounged sexily around your family home with Ashley, always sitting in just the right way to give you a view of her cleavage, ass or up her skirt, teasing your younger self, all to supply you with masturbation material you’d later realized.

Fuji was an artist, and she wanted to be a canvas for your lusts to paint with your seed.

Grinding her hips to a jolt of pleasure as you sunk to the base of your cock into her, your mother chuckled at your confusion. “It’d soothe my worries honey, if you're dating one of her daughter’s then Aki might back off.” Your mother explained.

Grunting again as you gave a hard thrust making your mother gasp as the heat inside your abdomen blazed higher. Honestly, you had to wonder if this was really purely your mother’s idea, rather than something Aki had seeded into her mind through careful manipulations.

Though, you weren’t sure as one of your new memories of was of Aki and her gorgeous ginger wife playing a very sensual game using chocolate covered strawberries one time your family had gone on a picnic with the Nijou’s. You groaned as your pace picked up at the sight in your minds eye of the playful swirling tongue and kisses Aki’s wife had given those strawberries as she and Aki played ‘lovey dovey lesbians’ for the world, when really they were just trying to get you off. As an eighteen year old boy at the time, how couldn’t you be left with fantasies about it.

Growling as your lust leaped into a raging fire, you humped your mother hard, rattling the furniture she was supporting herself on, the pictures shaking from the ****. “And, you think Fuji will agree to what we have going?”

“Oh god, oh yes~, your aunts, and cousins all agreed, I think we can bring her around.” Your mother said between breaths and moans.

You mentally cursed as you lurched over the edge of your pinnacle just as the realization struck you. Huffing as the molten heat in your stomach left as you filled your cooing mother with heavy ropes of your seed, her passage convulsing as she orgasmed with you milking her own son’s seed to fill her up, as it settled in that your lack of a scope meant that any woman that counted as family fell under the sway of your change.

The both of you left panting in post-coital bliss, your mother kissed you on the cheek as she wiggled your softening cock out from her womanhood. “Give Fuji a call today, ok?” Your mother casually urged as she left you standing there, naked, still flush from your orgasm and watching hips sway as she sauntered off.

Leaving you slightly bewildered and tired as you collapsed back onto the couch, if only to read your father’s comment of ‘Nice’ and rambling plotting about getting her into that dress for you to bang her in.

Never change dad.

Laying on the couch sipping a glass of water after taking one of Aki’s pills to be in top shape, you were in Aki’s app to text Fuji.

The latest in the chain past her birthday nude were a few pictures, the latest was Fuji where that looked to be a expensive LA penthouse, lounging in a rich armchair, a tall glass of wine in her hand eyes closed as she made a sensuous parody of an elegant lady as she wore nothing but high-heels and a jeweled collar with a leash held in her other hand. Sown into the loop of the end of the leash was ‘For MH’s hands only’ in gold thread.

‘Nothing beats celebrating a successful premiere than a moment spent being your bitch begging for her master to take her on a walk.’

Scrolling up to her birthday picture you started reading in chronological order.

First was a stunning redheaded woman exiting what looked to be a mindbogglingly expensive sports car. Wearing a sparkling black dress that gave an onlooker a mouthwatering amount of side and the voluptuous valley of her large breasts. Her dress’s sides were slit so far up, it nearly came to her waist letting your eyes roam from her slender legs from her high-heels to her hip without any obstruction from the side angle of the photo.

Fuji’s elaboration was no less wetting for the libido appetite.

‘Isn’t she just adorable? This cute little thing is my latest star in my movies, why you could almost mistake her for my mother’s fluffer she married. We’d make a wonderful appetizer for you to warm you up for my mothers~’

Fuji extolled gleefully about her movie, from a skim you could summarize was a 'romantic' movie of a loving wife and mother seeking real purpose in life, and finding that purpose in a glorified sex fueled celebration of servitude to a man who unsurprisingly matched your own description. In the end the woman lived happily as a plaything to that man with her husband's support.

Checking around, you confirmed it was apparently a massive blockbuster. Now, how the hell did Aki get a movie that sounds more like a porno get a world wide release in movie theaters mystified you, though you had a few theories. But, this was normal reality vs a super-villianess possessing super-tech far beyond everyone else and had single-handedly knee-hauled the world decades forward.

Followed by a picture clearly from later that night, Fuji atop the redheaded woman in the backseat of that sportscar, their dresses disheveled from their foreplay and hiked up to show off their soaked underwear and asses for the camera. Their faces were obscured by a strategically placed arm by Fuji that concealed their faces, but through a gap you could spy a trail of saliva from the redheads mouth to Fuji’s.

‘Sorry, couldn’t help eating up this little treat. I promise she’ll be screaming your name all night long.'

Oh no, she is dating someone already! You faciously thought.

Snorting at how farcical the idea of that stopping one of Aki’s daughters from going out with you was humorous. So you sent a text off to her, using your expert eloquence.

You: ‘Tits’

Barely thirty seconds later, you had a fresh picture of Fuji’s dreamy melons freshly spilling free from a office dress in the conversation.

Chortling you sent your ‘compliments’.

You: Good girl.

Fuji: Oh, are you finally going to clamp that dog collar I gave you for your birthday around my neck?

Huh, yeah in your new memories she’d done that, it was a nice simple leather collar with your initials studded with jewels on it and a slik leash sized for a human. Your mother had been horrified when Fuji had given it to you on your nineteenth birthday and told you to give it to your favorite bitch sending Ashley scarlet and sputtering.

You: Maybe, how about a date?

Fuji: A date? Tell me, a date on my back all night? Or a foreplay charade before a hot and heavy night?

You: The latter, spoil me.

Fuji: Hrm, a preference of extra? Chocolate, strawberry or regular plain vanilla?

Squinting at the message, you had a vague deduction of what she could possibly mean, but you figure to go with a more interesting option.

You: Dealer’s choice.

Fuji: I’ll fly out right away with one of my mother's jets. I’ll see you tonight~