T-1

You had started the next day by selecting a lacy white thong made out of satin material, with delicate lace patterns adorning its front and sides. When you had joined your mother in the kitchen, striking a pose in the doorway, she'd almost choked on her coffee and then proceeded to rail you into a drooling mess right there on the kitchen table.

The thong did not survive the ordeal, which probably is a good thing, or you wouldn't have gotten anything done all day.

You're preparing for your sisters' arrival, following a checklist that Lisa and you had prepared meticulously the last few days. It contains dozens of things that need to be done before their arrival, most of them household chores, which you take care of with the speed of lightning. You clean the house from top to bottom, scrubbing every tile and dusting every surface. You do laundry, vacuum the carpets, wash dishes, sweep the floors and make sure everything is in order.

Lisa meanwhile prepares tomorrow's dinner, slicing the meat into thin strips, marinating them in a rich dark sauce, and places them into the fridge to absorb the flavors overnight. She also gets a yeast dough ready, which she similarly puts in the fridge overnight to allow for proper rising.

And then, around noon, there is suddenly nothing more to do. At least for today. Tomorrow is another story.

The two of you sit down together and start working on the porn video again, determined to get it done before your sisters arrive. In three hours of mind-numbing work, Lisa helping you where she can, the editing process is complete. You've looked at it so much that it's lost the impact it had in the beginning, but Lisa blushes somewhat fiercely during her review of the entire thing.

Then, she sits back and sighs. "It's... good," she states, sounding ****. "Very good."

"Thanks? You don't sound very enthusiastic about it."

"I'm just trying to come to grips with the fact that I made a porno, with my own son no less. My parents would chew me out if they were still around! Maybe not your granddad, he was a horndog, but definitely your grandmother."

"Are you worried about what people will think?"

"Only you, and you seem to be rolling just fine with it, and your sisters, of course. But other than that, no. I'm fine with it."

"Then let's see how they react tomorrow," you say, getting up from your chair at the table and walking over to the couch, where you plop down with a thud. You pat the seat next to you. "Now, we've been at this for hours. I'm feeling tense. Why don't you grab yourself a beer or something, come here, and help me relax? I could really use a blowjob right now, Mommy dearest."

Her pupils dilate slightly at your words, and she also raises from her chair and heads for the kitchen. Two beers in hand, she walks back into the living room just to see you sitting upside-down on the couch, legs up and feet on the backrest, head hanging past the cushions. You look at her expectantly, mouth open, tongue out, and ass propped up against the backrest.

She smiles and approaches, setting down one beer on the couch table and opening the other for herself. She walks right up to you, placing her legs to either side of your face and letting her flaccid dick hang right into your face. You lean in and suck on it gently, enjoying the soft texture of her skin, the scent of her body, and the taste of her cock. It's warm and comforting, like a familiar friend.

You can hear her take a sip from her beer and sigh in contentment as you pleasure her, licking the crown of her cock with the tip of your tongue. The salty pre-cum that dribbles forth coats your tongue and lips, making you smile inwardly. She tastes delicious.

You reach down with your hands and cup her balls, weighing them in your palms. They feel full, heavy, and ready for action. You fondle them lightly while you continue sucking on her shaft, taking your time to get her hard.

Lisa breathes out heavily, eyes closed. "That's nice," she whispers. She is lost in the moment, completely relaxed, taking sips of her beer every now and then.

After a couple of minutes of slow oral sex, her dick begins to grow inside your mouth, swelling gradually, getting harder by the second. Your own arousal increases steadily as you play with her testes and enjoy the sensation of her growing cock filling your cheeks. Her fat tip pushes into the back of your throat and you swallow around her, making her squirm.

"Mmmm..." Lisa moans softly, putting away her beer and leaning forward, steadying herself with her hands on your thighs. "Do you have any idea how incredible that feels?"

You hum happily, keeping her thick shaft in your mouth as deep as the angle allows. You start bobbing your head up and down slowly, pushing further onto her cock each time you pull back, taking more of her inside you. She sighs deeply, relaxing into the motion, thrusting lightly against your throat, but never forcing herself too deep.

Your hands caress her round balls, cupping them and playing with them, rolling them around in your palms and squeezing gently. She coos in response, biting her lower lip as her dick throbs in your mouth. It grows until the angle makes it uncomfortable for you to keep going.

"Ohhhh, okay," Lisa groans, pulling out. Her cock springs upright, pointing towards the ceiling, precum dribbling down its length. It twitches lightly in the air, the tip glistening wet, and she takes starts to stroke it softly, pumping her shaft slowly, spreading her pre-cum all over herself. "Gods, you are so good at that."

You giggle, and just open your mouth as wide as you can. You stick out your tongue and stick out your chin, giving her a sultry look. She smiles fondly, watching you for a few moments before crouching down and grabbing the sides of your face, holding you still as she feeds you her meaty cock.

"Hmmmmph," you groan, tasting her again. She thrusts gently into your mouth, slowly feeding you inch after inch. Her soft skin glides past your lips as you suck on her, enjoying the feeling of being used for her pleasure.

When her dick touches the back of your throat, you swallow, allowing her to push even deeper, impaling your throat on her fat cock. You take it eagerly, accepting her into you fully, relishing the sensation of her pulsating meat stretching your muscles. You can feel her pulse against your tongue as her heartbeat grows faster, fueled by the thrill of fucking your tight little mouth.

You wrap your arms around her legs, holding on tightly while she pushes deeper and deeper, her balls coming ever closer to your face. Soon enough, they touch your nose as she keeps pushing, burying her dick inside your throat, filling you completely. You relax your throat, opening yourself up to her, allowing her to use you freely.

Her scent fills your senses as she drives into your mouth, her smooth cock warm and slick with saliva. You can hear her breathing heavily, her pace growing slightly faster by the moment. Then, with one final thrust, she pushes deep, balls pressed firmly against your face, cock buried all the way inside you. This is heaven.

Your nose is buried between her balls, and you breathe in her wonderful womanly scent. They pulse lightly against your face, preparing for their release, coating your face with their musky sweat. You suck in great big gulps of air through your nostrils, eyes closed, taking in her smell like an addict. It invades your system, making you high on its power.

You take your hands off her legs, cup her balls from behind, and press them against your face with some ****, forcing more of her delicious scent deep into your lungs. It burns your sinuses, intoxicates you, makes you feel lightheaded. You start squeezing them together, massaging them with both hands, rolling them around in your palms. Your fingers sink into their plumpness, enjoying the warmth radiating from her testes.

"Doug! Oh my gods! Fuck!" Lisa groans loudly, all the way buried inside you, her glistening fats nuts pressed against your face. She leans forward and catches herself on the armrest with both hands, steadying her upper body above you. "Fuck..."

You knead her balls gently, feeling how full they are. Squeezed between your palms and your face, you can feel every vein and bump, every movement of her scrotum as her heartbeat pulses throughout her balls. They feel amazing, heavy, and thick. You love it when her balls grow heavy like this, ready to deposit their load into you. Her precum flows into your throat like a river, so much that you must constantly swallow to keep up.

"Don't... don't stop," Lisa gasps, trying to pull back. But you hold her there, keeping her buried in your throat, refusing to let go. You can't breathe, her scrotum blocking the airway to your nose and mouth, but you could care less about air right now. All you want is for her to fill you up with her sweet, tasty seed, to drink it down and get drunk off it.

Lisa is locked in place, her dick pulsing madly inside your throat. Her heartbeat is like a drum in your mouth, thumping with the same intensity as your own heart. You know she is close. Very close. You suck as hard as you can, tongue dancing across the underside of her shaft.

Suddenly, the phone rings, shattering the silence of the room. You ignore it, focusing only on getting her to cum. The noise is annoying, like nails on a chalkboard, but you try to block it out. It rings again, and Lisa groans with annoyance. She reaches for the phone, takes it off its holder and answers it.

"H-Hello?" She stutters, still holding her dick inside you. "Oh, Crystal dear, w-what is it?"

You freeze, ears perked. A surge of adrenaline rushes through your veins. Lisa was so close, so damn close to blowing a load deep inside you. She throbs inside your throat, balls tightening against your face. You immediately let go of her balls, allowing her to pull away slightly, to get out of your throat while she answers the call.

You hear your sister's muffled voice on the other end of the line, but you can't make out the words.

Lisa starts to pull back, but immediately stops when her glans rub against the ever-squeezing insides of your throat, making her shudder. She lets out a little squeak, then coughs forcefully, trying to cover it up. Your face burns bright red at the sound, knowing exactly what just happened.

"That's g-great, honey," Lisa stammers, trying her best to hide her arousal. "S-sounds fun." Another pause, a few deep breaths, another cough, trying not to get too excited. You're locked in place, your throat stretched wide around her almost bursting cock. You try your best to stay silent and not move a muscle, desperately trying to not stimulate her anymore.

Unfortunately, Crystal launches into a monologue that lasts several minutes without stopping once, Lisa only able to answer with one-word replies, stuck in place in your throat. She sweats profusely, the smell of her excitement invading your nostrils. The skin of her taut balls shines with countless tiny drops of sweat that coat your entire face with a glistening sheen.

You cannot breathe, your nose and mouth are completely blocked by her plump nuts, not to mention her fat shaft impaling your throat. You swallow constantly, trying to keep up with the steady stream of precum flowing from her dick and down your gullet, but squeezing her throbbing dick at the same time, leaving her no opportunity to get out of her predicament.

"Yesss, dear, we'll pick you up from the aaa-airport tomorrow," Lisa replies, voice strained and shaking after the call has finally turned towards organizational matters and details regarding travel times. Her dick pulses madly inside you, like a live animal straining to break free. And yet Crystal's voice continues unabated, going on and on about this or that.

Your throat is sore, your lungs feel like they are on fire. You have no idea how long she plans to talk for, but it feels like forever. Her cock is so erect that you can feel every vibration of her voice through her body, through her dick, in your throat.

The longer she talks, the more her balls tense up against your face. They grow even heavier, coating your entire face in a fine layer of warm salty sweat. They feel like scalding hot balls of flesh pressing against you, bathing your face in their musky sweat. It's overwhelming, but also strangely pleasant. You could easily get addicted to this feeling.

"Nnoo, Doug is busy w-working right now," Lisa replies to some question you didn't hear. "He can't... uh, speak with you right n-now." Another throb from her cock, another cough, another attempt to cover it up. "But I'll let him know, y-yes."

A few moments pass in which the only sounds in the room are the two of you breathing heavily and your sister talking on the other side of the line. Finally, she seems to run out of steam, and her voice comes to a stop, the conversation apparently over.

"Bye, dear, give my lo-oove to Sarah," Lisa croaks, barely managing to get the words out before hanging up the phone. She tosses it aside carelessly, plumps down on you, grabs your thighs with both hands, and her entire body tenses. She slams her cock as deep into your throat as she can, all her muscles trembling with the effort of pushing her crotch as hard into your face as she can.

"FUUUUUUUUCK!" She cries out at the top of her lungs, her dick twitches violently inside your throat, your lips spread as far apart as humanly possible around her thick meaty rod. Her balls spasm, tightening so much that they pull away from your nose, then snap back against your face. You can feel the cum rushing through her cock as she releases her orgasm inside you.

Tons of hot cum flood your belly, spreading through your insides in a wave of sticky warmth. You can feel it pumping into you, filling you up like never before. It's the most wonderful feeling in the world. You're delirious, out of air, drowning in her sweet seed, your throat convulsing uncontrollably around her pulsating dick. It feels amazing.

Your face registers every spurt of her potent semen before your throat does, her pungent nut sack resting against your nose and cheeks, making you high off her delicious sweat. Her balls slap against you as they pump her hot cream straight into you. They're like ovens, blasting waves of scorching heat directly against your face. You could stay like this for hours.

Her climax lasts several minutes, her fat cock continuing to spew its load down your throat. She moans constantly, thrusting forcefully into your mouth, not stopping until there is no more left to give. Her massive testicles contract and release again, sending another jet of pearly jizz right down your throat.

She finally stops, but still refuses to pull out, keeping her dick lodged inside your throat, forcing herself to the very last drop. She lies on top of you, her weight pressing you into the couch, her scrotum and sack resting against your face like a heavy blanket. You lay limp, completely worn out, drained of all energy. Your eyes roll back in your head and your arms fall limp by your sides, every muscle relaxed, body going numb.

It takes Lisa a few moments to come to her senses after her orgasm. When she finally realizes what has just happened, she jumps up quickly, pulling out of you and stumbling backwards, tripping over the couch table behind her.

"Doug! I... oh my gods, Doug!" She shouts, covering her mouth with both hands, shocked at how careless she was. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?!"

You gulp down air desperately, chest heaving up and down as you try to catch your breath.

"D-don't worry," you croak hoarsely after a few breaths, voice raspy, raw from being used for sex. "I'm made of sterner stuff."

Lisa breathes a sigh of relief, then looks at your face with concern. You stare blankly at the ceiling, eyes glazed over, your chin and nose covered in her warm salty sweat. You lick your lips, tasting her musk, swallowing again.

"That... that was amazing," you whisper, smiling dreamily. Your heart beats rapidly in your chest, excitement coursing through your veins. You feel invincible, high on adrenaline and endorphins, drunk on her flavor. "I love your balls, mommy," you giggle stupidly.

The words have an effect on Lisa. She turns bright red, embarrassed, looking away, unable to meet your gaze.

"W-well, good for you, dear," she mutters, clearing her throat nervously. "Crystal says 'Hi'."

"Yeah? What did she say?" You ask, still upside down on the couch, your head hanging off the cushions. You're still floating on a cloud of pleasure and happiness; every muscle in your body is relaxed, and your mind is humming with content.

"She said she can't wait to see you again," Lisa replies, biting her lower lip. Her eyes dart towards your naked chest and down to your exposed nethers, your chastity cage still in place, your lower half drenched in your own juices. "And Sarah's doing great, too."

"Good to hear."

You grab the second beer, open it up, and hand it up to her.

"There, you need to hydrate after that."

She smiles at you warmly and takes it from you with still trembling hands.

"Thanks, sweetie."

You keep her company as she drowns the beer over the next few minutes, your mind blessedly empty and your body utterly relaxed. After she's done, you decide to call it quits and go to sleep a little early, anticipating an exhausting day tomorrow.