Stay downstairs

"Let's stay downstairs and spend some time with Dad. He seemed to enjoy watching this morning, right?" you tell her with a smirk.

She giggles. "That he did! Okay, let's go." She follows you into the living room, slipping a hand into yours. Greg looks up as you walk in, and you can't help but grin as his eyes drop to your massive erection leading the way.

Your new father blinks and then looks away, shifting over to make room for Melanie as she sits beside him.

She looks up at you as you remain standing. "Now did you want to start with feeding, or, um... Taking care of you?" Her glowing eyes lite upon your cock, now level with her face.

You look from her to her husband, who seems to be splitting his attention between you two and the sleepy Hanna in his arms, and feel a familiar rush at the power you hold over this cute little family.

"Could you just give me a blowjob, like, right here?" You lean forward and place one foot onto the couch cushion beside her, thrusting your big dick even further into the couple's space.

Melanie gives you a wide, sparkling smile. No hesitation now. "Of course, honey! Mommy would love to suck your beautiful penis!"

Greg chuckles even as he shifts in his seat again, "Heh. You're in for a treat, son. Your mother is very orally talented."

Your mother is already getting to work before he's finished speaking. She changes position so that she's on her knees upon the couch, then leans forward to take your lengthy shaft into her hand as her mouth moves to your blunt tip. You jerk involuntarily at the warm, wet sensation. She kisses it and takes it partially into her mouth before moving down the side, kissing as she goes. She pulls back and strokes it with her hand before resuming sucking upon the head, not attempting to take in very much at first.

Soon enough, though, she's moving down towards the base while running her tongue all along the shaft. The sensation upon your cock is incredible; your balls are tingling in anticipation. Greg wasn't wrong about her skills... And doing this in front of him makes it feel all the better.

You reach down and possessively run your hand through her hair. "Ah, fuuuck, this is good... Does she blow you a lot, Dad?"

"Oh yeah. That's how we get started, usually."

"You do it like this? Just whip it out and tell her to start sucking?"

Greg looks a little taken aback, shaking his head. Melanie stops sucking long enough to flash him a smile. "He wishes."

Gently you direct her face right back to your cock as you ask her, "But you'll do that for me, Mommy? If I whip this out and tell you to start sucking, what'll you do?"

Melanie's eyes are staring up at your face as she keeps her lips distended around your cock-head. She spits it out and smiles, "I'll drop to my knees and start sucking, of course. My baby boy gets special privileges."

Oh fuck, this was hot! "You hear that, Dad? I get special privileges with Mom. What do you think?"

Greg's full attention was on his wife blowing me as Hanna slept peacefully in his arms, the mostly empty bottle resting on her chest. He had a bit of a daze in his eyes as he admitted, "I think I'm a little jealous, but I can't say I mind. You deserve it, Son... We're both so glad you're back with us."

Despite the absurdity of that statement, you're made rather uncomfortable by the apparent depth and clear authenticity of his feelings. But you're saved from any guilt when you notice his pants tenting at the crotch, and you feel a strong sense of arousal that he's getting off watching his beautiful wife suck your cock, "Jealous, huh? That's not all you are... Hey Mom, look at Dad's boner!"

Melanie stopped sucking but kept slowly stroking your cock as she turned her head to look, giving Greg an 'oh come on' expression. "Really?"

Greg isn't having it, "Oh stop. I've never seen you suck anyone else. And our son has one helluva big dick. This is hot."

Well, wasn't that an interesting admission... You have to wonder if your words and actions have mentally adjusted him to react this way, or if he had some sort of fetish to begin with.

Your mom seems to consider this for a moment before her demeanor softens, "Fine. But go lay Hanna down." Greg gets up carefully to keep the baby sleeping but pauses half way across the room when Melanie adds, "Oh, and Greg? Lose the pants. I might as well take care of both my men at the same time."

As he leaves and Melanie gets back to bobbing her head up and down on the end of your cock with a wet schlick-schlick-schlick, you ponder what you want to do. You have the urge to ask your mother to focus only on your cock and leave her husband wanting. Ever since he came while watching you have your way with his wife, the idea of having him jerk off to the side while watching has stuck in your mind. You're not so cruel to keep things that way in the future, but right now you really like the idea of cuckolding him further.

You're increasingly interested in manipulating Melanie's desires, perhaps making her an unrepentant size queen who is openly dissapointed with her husband's average tool. With your complete power to change their minds, you could try out some depraved desires while making sure that everyone enjoys themselves with no negative consequences down the line...