Consent

"We'd have to ask her, wouldn't we?" you reply, a smirk tugging at your lips, "Since I'm apparently all about the consent."

Susan snorts once before nodding and placing her fingers on the back of Amelia's neck again. "Wakey-Wakey, Sleepy-Bear."

Amelia suddenly stands back upright, her eyes reopening as she looks back at you and smiles as she says, "He even got Viki to open up, in more ways than one, so that attention is certainly earned."

It takes you a second to remember what she is talking about. It looks like she does not remember anything after Susan started manipulating your connection, which is concerning but bringing it up now seems like it might trigger another bad reaction.

"My," Susan gasps before winking at you, "Think I'd have a chance at some of that attention too?"

"Moooom!" Amelia protests, taking a step closer to you even as she keeps her eyes on Susan, "Don't be weird!"

In response, Susan shrugs as she says, "You didn't think it was weird when your father made a pass at Viki that one time."

"Because I knew for sure she'd say no!"

"And you think I'd say 'yes'?" you ask, deciding to play along, "I mean, I certainly wouldn't mind getting a chance to better explore where your sexy looks came from, Amelia."

It is adorable whenever you can get Amelia to blush, and this time is no exception. She gives you a lopsided smile as she replies, "I get it but when you put it like THAT..."

"Maybe he'd prefer a side-by-side comparison?" Susan suddenly asks, elbowing her daughter in the side.

"I can't say I'm against that either," you reply, "but I may be biased in that case."

Amelia's eyes all but bulge out of her head as she exclaims, "That makes the idea LESS comfortable!"

She sighs and grumbles, "I mean, I only came over to let you know I'm okay and maybe a quickie but now you're asking me if I wanna threesome with my mom. That's a lot all at once, okay?"

"I get what you mean," you reply, "I'd probably feel the same if one of my parents were here and you were the one asking. They'd probably take to the idea less well than Susan here is."

"It wouldn't be the first time other family members or I have... shared in our household," Susan says with a shrug, "I'm just more used to it, I suppose."

"Yeah, I know about you and Karen giving Simon a warm welcome to the family," Amelia adds, "And when the half-twins kept swapping out on poor Gregory that one night."

"Half... twins?" you ask, your face scrunching up in confusion.

"It's called Superfecundation," Susan helpfully answers, "Oversimplified, it means a threesome was productive for both of the men involved."

"I... see," you say, "How many siblings do you HAVE?"

"Just the three," Amelia replies before looking at Susan, "That I know about."

"I may have had a number of people inside of me," Susan states, "But you four are the only ones who have come out of me. And if your father's had any... extras... they've yet to come knocking at our door."

You and Amelia both hum thoughtfully at that.

"Tell you what," Amelia suddenly says, "I... don't think I'm up to this tonight. I need to wrap my head around it, y'know?"

Nodding in understanding, you pat Amelia on the shoulder. "I understand. It's your choice."

"But..." she says, placing one of her hands on top of the one you are resting on her shoulder, "I-If I decide to do it a-and we're still... a thing by that time, I-I'll invite you to our place over Christmas break."

"Oooh, quite the Christmas Present you're offering," Susan says, "And I'm fine with that."

"Then I have something to look forward to at the holidays," you say before giving Amelia a brief kiss on the lips.

Amelia returns the kiss and you feel her sigh softly as she presses her tight body against yours. Once your mouths part, she takes a step back and looks at Susan. "You want to come over?" she asks, "Viki would probably like to see you too."

"In a little bit," Susan says reaching out to ruffle Amelia's hair, "I do actually have some serious business to finish with your friend first."

Looking between the two of you, Amelia gives a wry smile. "Alright," she says before looking directly at you, "guess I'll take a rain check on that quickie, Stud."

"Anytime, anywhere, my lovely little cum dump," you tease.

Susan raises an eyebrow as Amelia blushes again and exits the room. Once she is gone, you turn to Susan and say, "I figure at this point, since we're being so open, no reason to hide what she asked me to do with her even before the Soul Reins started up."

She giggles, shaking her head. "She is my daughter," she says with a shrug before looking at you with a more devilish smile, "Though tonight, that role of 'cum dump' seems to have fallen to me."

Now it is your turn to raise an eyebrow.

"I TOLD you I wanted to make up for my earlier behavior, Sweetie," Susan says, starting to unbutton her top, "So tell me how you want me."