The rest of the evening

Claire was chilling by herself in the bedroom. Her mother had left to take care of some business in town and her brother apparently went to the gym after school now, so she had the place to herself for a while. She had been thinking about what the doctor had told her. She really wanted to fix the problems she was having at college. The suggested solution from the doctor seemed relatively tame. She just had to treat her brother like how she would treat a boyfriend and work on the problems she had in relationships through that. She would have to explain to John about his status as her ‘boyfriend’ next time he saw her so he could help her out. Maybe the ‘relationship’ would do him some good as well in learning how to treat a girl.

The problem Doctor Valentine had explained was that she acted like too much of an individual in her relationships. She needed to start treating herself and her partner as more of an entity itself and work to the overall benefit of that entity rather than simply for herself. That included doing things to make John happy even if it went a little out of her way. That was what she had been considering since she got home from the office. The obvious choice was to do some of his chores but right now she wanted to do something to make their stay together a little more comfortable so she decided to do some rearrangement of their clothes.

He would politely say it didn’t matter to him but John had given Claire most of the wardrobe space, leaving most of his clothes folded on top of the dresser. This was rather inconvenient for him and left the dresser top unusable as a surface, meaning his desk had become rather cluttered. She decided to give him the wardrobe space back, using a couple of the dresser drawers for herself and moving the rest of her stuff to the accessible storage in the spare room. Besides, she also needed a space for the stuff she didn’t want John to find, like her toys.

With twenty minutes work, she managed to clear most of her things from her brother’s wardrobe. Next, she needed to clear out one of his drawers to move her underwear into. In the time she had been at college, most of her underwear had gone from every-day, functional stuff to more dressy and sensual lingerie. She had thought it was just because she found that stuff more appealing but the doctor had suggested that she was seeking sexual attention due to feeling undesirable. She couldn’t tell either way. She chose to clear the bottom two drawers to keep her stuff together. One was filled with her brother’s underwear which she tried not to linger on. It was when she pulled these out that she discovered something underneath them.

At the bottom of the drawer Claire found a photo. She was hesitant to look at something hidden away by her brother but curiosity got the better of her. She picked up the photo and was shocked to see a provocative image of her mother. A dozen questions ran through her mind. Where was this? When was this? Who was the guy shown in the picture and were there more there out of shot? How did John get this picture and why was he keeping it in his room? Why did she look so happy? Maybe her mom had a picture album of her wilder days that John had found? As she pondered what this picture meant, she felt something.

Claire had to admit she thought Lilith was very sexy. She had an incredibly curvy body and incredible tits men couldn’t keep their eyes off. Claire wasn’t really into women herself but she had a bit of a thing for larger breasts. When she was younger she had found her brothers private stash. She had been at the age of curiosity and wanted to know what boys liked about girls. John’s stash had been surprisingly large. It looked like he spent a lot of his allowance on pinups and swimsuit magazines. There were somehow even a few adult magazines and soft-core printouts in there. The most surprising ones she found were pictures of herself in a bikini. The face had been cut out but she recognised that swimsuit she had worn once.

With such a large collection, young Claire knew John wouldn’t notice if a few went missing so every chance she got she would sneak in to grab some to research for later when she was alone in her room. One central theme that quickly became evident in John’s collection was the prominence of large busts. Almost every picture he collected had a very generous showing of cleavage. Claire didn’t know why but she found the entire experience very arousing. Maybe it was the idea of learning what another person got off to, or the surety boys would be turned on by her the most as she had the most developed bust in her grade. Maybe it was because she was looking at innocent stuff in such dirty ways, or knowing a guy kept pictures of her in his personal stash. No matter the cause, she found herself masturbating to the same material as her brother. With years of masturbating to pictures of busty women, it was no surprise she had conditioned herself somewhat to found large tits a little arousing. So when she looked down at her mothers naked breasts, she couldn’t help feel a tingle run through her.

Claire also had to admit seeing her covered in semen was very enticing. There was something about the feel of cum on her bare skin that she found hot. It was like a man was marking her as their own, with a sexual brand that showed how sexy she really was. She had this thing that she did with her boyfriends where she would blow them first thing in the morning, then let them cum on her breasts and she would go out to college all day with the mark of shame caking her body under her clothes. It would get her so turned on she would spend all evening in a sexual frenzy. It was no wonder that many of her pictures online showed her taking cum shots over her body. Claire didn’t know if it could be called a fetish but it was definitely her thing.

Staring at the picture, Claire couldn’t admit how much she was getting turned on. It was a picture of her own mother getting shared around by a room full of guys. There’s no way that should have been as hot as it was. There was no way of avoiding it. She had to take care of this or she would be in heat for the rest of the evening. She might as well get it out the way while she had the house to herself. John wouldn’t notice her borrowing the picture. She grabbed her vibrator hidden in one of the side pockets of her luggage and hurriedly undressed herself before throwing herself on the bed.

Now with her toy stimulating her clit, Claire’s lust was building out of control. She drank in every detail of the picture; the cum clung to Lilith’s face and boobs and dripped down from her erect nipples. She imagined herself in that position, kneeling in lusty anticipation as the ring of men around her fervently pumped themselves over her sexy body. In unison they unleashed a torrent of seed upon her. Claire writhed in orgasm as the wave hit her but it did little to sate her lust. This had been her best masturbation period in months and she was determined to make it last.

Lilith stepped through into the living room and dropped herself down on the couch. She was surprisingly exhausted from her trip to the glory hole. She had seen to four guys today, including the one she had been hoping for. She immediately knew it was him from how his cock had reacted in her mouth the first time. He had been just as responsive to her body as he had the first time. While the other three guys had received standard blowjobs and titty fuck, she had put in the extra effort to show this one how much she appreciated him.

This time she had brought her dildo in with her to help with her own libido. She thought it would be fun to try synching her own orgasms with his but he was always too sudden. Soon though she found that her toy just wasn’t enough and she was getting a craving for the real thing she hadn’t had in years. She had tried to talk herself out of it but the horny part of her told her a slut wouldn’t hesitate. If she was going to have sex with another man then this one would be the one. She had been psyching herself up and was about to take the plunge when the man came. He must have been out of steam after that because he left soon after, leaving her to take care of her own needs. Now she was in her normal state of mind again, she would have to seriously consider whether she willing to go that far with that man before she went back again.

The front door opened marking the sound of John’s return followed by the creaking of stairs. Lilith figured the first thing he would after getting home from the gym but be to go to his room to masturbate. Since Claire had come home, Lilith had allowed him to use his room again for that to give him some privacy. She figured now would be a good time to join him to do that research that Doctor Valentine suggested. She thought she heard the sound of Claire shouting from up the stairs. She hoped her children weren’t fighting. She gave them a few minutes to resolve it then headed up herself.

At the top of the flight, she saw Claire burst out of John’s room. She was out of breath and a little flush. Lilith recognised the signs. It looked like John had walked in on his sister having a session of her own. When Claire saw Lilith, she turned deep red and rushed straight past her. “Honey, why don’t you go see Jody tonight? I hear she’s back from College too.” Claire shouted back a confirmation. “Alright honey. I left some cash in my purse. Feel free to get something for yourself from the mall while you’re out.” That would ensure she wouldn’t walk in on her having her conversation with John. John was sheepishly pacing around the bathroom, clearly embarrassed to have seen his sister like that. When Claire was gone, he pushed past Lilith into his bedroom. She figured she would give him a couple more minutes and went to change into something more comfortable.

John was sat at his desk seeing to his daily routine. Normally he would some kind of visual stimulation for this but the sight he had walked in on had fuelled his imagination. He tried desperately to pretend the glistening woman writhing in pleasure on his bed hadn’t been Claire. He tried thinking of one of the hotter girls from school but the image was too greatly burned into his mind to alter.

“John dear, are you masturbating?” he heard his mother’s voice through the door. He loudly grunted an affirmation. It was annoying that she felt the need to make sure he was doing it regularly but she was just doing what the doctor asked of her. He froze at the sound of the door opening behind him and twisted his body away from her sight. He had no pants on to hide what he was doing.

“Mom, what are you doing?!” He couldn’t see what she was doing but heard her step into the room behind him. From the corner of his eye he noticed a chair being set down beside him.

“Listen John. As your mother, I’ve been doing my best to support you in fixing these problems you’ve been having while respecting the boundaries that come between family. It seems to me however, that maybe I was a little too cautious of that boundary because I’m having to take it on blind faith that you are getting better. I have no idea about your progress, what might help or harm your condition or even how you feel about the whole situation. Similarly, I feel like you’re not comfortable coming to me with that kind of information. That’s why I feel like we need to do something to really break the ice and get us used to discussing these sorts of things with each other. So, I was thinking we could talk about the sort of things you, you know, like.”

“Like?” he questioned, more focused on hiding his private parts from his mother. Thankfully he was growing soft from the intrusion and could tuck himself under the t-shirt he was wearing.

“Yeah, like what you, well, like. What… turns you on.” That caught John’s attention and his head shot round to meet his mother’s gaze. It was then that he noticed what she was wearing; A sheer, soft pink babydoll that did nothing to hide her white panties and lack of a bra. With her proportions, almost anything she wore looked obscene, but this was John's first time seeing her wear something deliberately enticing.

“Mom, what are you wearing?!”

“Oh, these were gifts from your father back then. It’s the most comfortable set I have but I only usually wear this when you are both out of the house. I guess with what you’ve seen it doesn’t really matter anymore.” John was of the opinion that it did kind of matter but he had other concerns at the moment.

“So you want me to talk to you about what? Porn? Sex?”

“Well, yes. I need to know as much as I can if I’m going to be involved in your treatment.”

“Well I really don’t feel comfortable with that.”

“I thought you would be like that. But its really important that we destroy that attitude so we can be more open, so I brought something that might help.” She brought out a bottle she had been holding behind her back.

“****? You think that’s going to help?”

“Won’t it? Its worth a try, don’t you think? This was my favourite brand of liquor back when I was your age.” She set two glasses down on the table and poured a measure into each. “It goes down easy and loosens you up well enough. So how about we just have a normal chat until we feel loose enough to do this?” She offered him up a glass. He took it and regarded the liquid within, then with a thought glanced towards the door.

“I don’t know if we should-”

“Drink up!” she interrupted and pushed the glass up to his lips in sync with her own. He reluctantly poured the drink back. It didn’t burn his throat as much as he expected and was relatively pleasant like his mom suggested. “Don’t worry about your sister. I sent her out. She won’t be back for a while.” She already begun poured another pair for the two of them. “Let’s get a few down quickly so they get a chance to sink in.” She indicated for him to take another and they shot another one back together. Lilith’s idea of a few turned out to be over half a dozen and John almost felt ill by the time she allowed him to stop. Neither of them were very frequent drinkers so the fluid was already having some visible effect on them. “Alright, that should help us loosen up a bit don’t you think? Let’s talk about something else for a bit. Are there any girls at school you’re interested in?”

“Um. No, not really.” There were plenty of hot girls at school but none he felt he had any chance of a relationship with so they would remain in his fantasies. The girls he was friends with didn’t have the right chemistry with him to consider a relationship.

“Aw, that’s a shame. You’re a handsome boy. I think a girlfriend would be good for you. Why don’t you ask your sister to set you up with one of her friends?” John had met some of Claire’s friends a while back. Some of them seemed pretty nice but he couldn’t imagine she wanted to act as matchmaker. “What sort of girls do you like?”

“I dunno. Brunettes I guess. Blondes are nice too. Friendly, outgoing, adventurous…”

“Big boobs, right? You think they’re sexy?” John was embarrassed to hear her ask that. “What about ass or legs? Are you that kind of man?”

“Uh, yeah. I like boobs alright. Long legs or a nice ass are good but I’m definitely a boob guy first.” He was surprised at how comfortable he was at saying that to Lilith but the drink seemed to be starting to creep on him.

“Your dad used to love my ass. Every time I undressed he used to stop and stare at it like an idiot. It made me feel so sexy.” She smiled fondly in reminiscence. “Do you think my ass is sexy darling?” She stood up and turned away from him, bending forward a little and lifting the fabric of her nightgown up to show him.

“Um… I- Um…” It was almost as tantalising to look at as her breasts. He couldn’t help but gawk at the firm roundness of those abundant cheeks with no idea how to respond.

“Oh, that was cruel of me to ask that of my own son. I was such a tease back in my younger days I did it without even realising.” She sat back down and looked at him with a coy smile. Then her eyes fell down on his crotch. “Oh, did I get you in the mood to do this then,” she giggled. His cock had risen up from beneath his shirt’s hem to peek out at her. He rushed to cover it up.

“No! I didn’t-”

“Relax John. I’ve seen it before. Let it join in our conversation.” She leaned forward and ran one finger up and down his shaft. Her touch was electric on his skin and pulled the blood from his head down to his waist. “How about we make a deal? How about anything I ask you to do this evening, I’ll do the same. You show me a video you like, and I’ll show you a video I like. Will that make you more comfortable?” A small part of him didn’t want to see what his mother had to show him but his drunk, horny side was curious. He nodded shallowly. “Good. How about I get us started then.” A whole new side of Lilith was starting to shine through as the **** kicked in.

Lilith took control of his computer and opened his web browser. She bore a wicked grin as she found what she was looking for in John’s bookmarks and he tried to avoid her gaze. She loaded the porn site and typed a few words into the search bar. Within moments a video was loaded on and the sounds of feminine moans came blaring from his speaker. John immediately moved to mute them but Lilith blocked his way. “Its fine. It’s no fun without the sound.” Was this Lilith teasing him? They did say **** brought out your younger self. She did turn the speakers down a little though so the neighbours wouldn’t hear.

The video itself was just missionary, the most vanilla of sex videos. “Oh, I know it’s plain,” she said, reading his mind, “but its porn, right? Your Mom watches porn too, so it’s fine if you put some on yourself.” She suddenly seemed to remember something, and pulled her phone out. “I’m going to be using a dictation app so I don’t forget what I learn tonight. There’s no point doing this otherwise.” She set the phone down on the desk, ready to capture any notes she wanted to take.

Lilith offered him the keyboard so he could choose his first video to show her. She would be pretty insistent so he figured he might as well go along with it and show her something she already knew. He typed ‘big boobs’ into the search bar and selected the first result that came up. The video was a busty blonde porn star he recognised from other videos. It had a very typical progression of blowjob into boob-job into fucking. John found them all appealing so he didn’t mind. As the girl started bobbing up and down on the guy’s dick, John heard Lilith loudly clear her throat. She glanced downward at his erection and he realised she was expecting him to masturbate. He was too horny to argue back so he leaned back and took hold with one hand. She studied the video playing on the screen.

“Stop!” She grabbed his arm pumping down on his shaft, holding it still. “Whenever you feel like you’re about to cum, I want you to slow down. Let’s build your stamina up if we can.” John agreed but didn’t feel he needed to. The **** was numbing his body and he didn’t feel like he could cum unless he really went for it right now. They sat in silence and watched the woman giving head for ten minutes. Every now and then, Lilith poured a shot and fed it to John’s lips as he sat pleasuring himself. John figured she was waiting for the **** to fully kick in so he would hold nothing back but it was starting to have the same effects on her. His peripheral vision started to blur and as the porn star finally moved off the dick to slide it between her breasts, he could feel himself go a little dizzy. He had completely stopped caring that he was watching porn with his mother and just wanted to enjoy himself.

“You really do like boobs, don’t you? What’s your favourite name for them?”

“Huh?”

“Well they have lot of names, don’t they? Titties, melons, jugs, hooters, um… fuck bags?” John didn’t think people gave them names like that outside of corny porn movies. There was something a little sexy about a woman talking about their own body in such a crass manner but it was difficult to take someone saying them very seriously.

“They’re all good I guess.”

She grinned, then leaned into her phone and pressed a button. “John reeeallly loves titties.” She sat back then leaned the other way towards John. “What about these? Does John like my… melons?”

“Mom, I think you’ve drunk too much.”

“Shh, shh, shh.” She put a finger to his lips then wrapped her hand round to softly caress his face. “Maybe you just haven’t drunk enough.” She lifted the bottle with her other hand and fed it to his lips. “Come on darling. Drink up for mommy.” He did as instructed, drowning out his rational side with a few large gulps. “Aw, you look so cute sucking on that bottle. Reminds me of when you were little, sucking on momma’s milkers… Do you ever think about stuff like that?” Lilith was leaning in dangerously close, her thinly clothed breasts hanging down in front of John. Her scent was having unwanted effects on him. The last vestiges of his rationality did the only thing he could think of to get out of this situation.

“C-Can we watch some more porn?” She looked at him with an entertained expression, but sat back in her seat and turned to the screen. The porn star had moved off the man’s dick to slide it down between her breasts.

“Well this video has gone on long enough. How about you chose something a little more fun.” She clicked back out to the menu. John was disappointed. He was still in the mood to see the titty fucking so he typed that into the box. The results were a couple of short videos and some compilation vids so he chose one of those. There was no buildup on this one. It just went straight into a busty woman getting rammed with a cock in her cleavage. Every couple of moments it would cut to a different woman from a different angle. Lilith turned back to her phone to take a new note. “John like sliding his cock between big jugs.” She turned to address John again. “Do you like MY jugs John? Are they good enough to slide your cock between?”

“Um. They’re fine.” Again, she had turned the topic back to herself. It was like the **** manifested some deep insecurities she had about her body. She took off from her chair and in one fluid motion lifted her leg to straddle John, setting herself down on his lap just inches from his exposed cock.

“Are they nicer than my ass? I need to know which is nicer John. Why don’t you get a good feel so you can judge properly?” she slurred. She took firm hold of his hands, bringing one up to her chest and the other down to her hips. Without further instruction, John immediately went to work on them both, groping them though the fabric of her clothes. He no longer cared about anything but the incredible body laid out in front of him. Lilith moaned from the rough attention he was giving her. She leaned in and whispered seductively into his ear. “So, would you fuck my ass or my tits?”

“I’d fuck them both. Your body is fucking incredibly.” She beamed at his words then giggled as a thought hit her.

“I think its my turn to choose a video.” She twisted round towards the computer. John scooted his chair round as much as he could while she was sat on top of him, so they both could see it. She typed a few words into the search box and selected a specific video from the results. “This is one of my favourites,” she teased. “I like the build-up but I’ll skip to the action for you.” The video looked to be one of a teenage boy being seduced by a MILF neighbour. As the flirting became increasingly overt, the boy suddenly pushed the woman back onto the couch and started pulling her clothes off.

“I love the thought of seducing a man. Driving him to pure lust with my body and my words but this is so much hotter than that. She builds him up until he can’t take it anymore then he takes over. He uses her for his own pleasure and takes complete control, doing all the things her body drives him to want to do. He uses her tits and her ass with no regards to her pleasure but she begs him for more because knowing that her sexuality had driven him to it was more than enough for her. Isn’t that so hot?”

John was turned on hearing her passionately talking about porn. He could feel juices dripping down onto his lap. His cock desperately needed some attention but he couldn’t take his hands off her body. With heavy **** he tore his hand away from her tit to attend to his own needs.

“Hm? Well I’ll put it in your favourites so you can think about it later.” She looked down at his twitching cock then leaned in close to his ear. “Why don’t you let me take over so you can choose the next video?” He felt her hand lift his own away so she could get to his cock and her warm breath on his ear as she waited in anticipation. With her hand gliding smoothly along his cock, he thought back to his glory hole fantasy and knew the perfect video to emulate it. With barely subdued excitement, he put on a foursome video with three of his favourite porn stars.

They watched together as the video played, Lilith’s face just an inch from his own. The man was strapped down to a bed, unable to move while three gorgeous sluts descended on him. Though laid out helpless, the whores obeyed his every command. He orchestrated a play of erotic pleasure as they submissively attended to his every whim. As Lilith continued to stroke his cock, John noticed her other hand had found its way between her legs.

“So one woman just isn’t enough for you.” she moaned into his ear. “What women do you want to dominate? The hot girls from school? Some of Claire’s sexy friends? Maybe some busty strangers you met at the store. Oh!” She brought a hand up to his face, wet from her own juices and looked at him with a wicked smile. “Maybe you want me and Claire to tie you down and have our way with you. You’d have no control. It wouldn’t be your fault. No need to feel guilty about fucking your mommy. It’d be so naughty.” She pulled down the straps of her babydoll and allowed it to fall away. “We’d come onto you like this. You love our titties! There’s no way you could resist!”

“Fuck, yes!” John moaned. He was powerless as her fat tits swayed in front of his face and her hand nursed his cock. He imagined himself in the video, commanding his mom to go down on him and his sister to put on a sexy display.

Lilith giggled and stretched over to her phone. “John wants to dominate multiple women together. Maybe I should set him up a birthday threesome with me and Claire.” She turned back to John and sidled further up his lap, leaving a wet trail along his leg. With a great deal of sexy contortion, she managed to pull her panties down to her ankles and started playing with herself in his lap. “You do think she’s sexy, don’t you? I know you used to sneak her underwear out of her room. Hehe, you were so dumb and horny back then. You thought I wouldn’t notice bras stained with semen in the laundry?”

That was back in the midst of puberty when John got aroused just looking at a pair of underwear. One time he had been so worked up, he even put the cum-soaked bra back, hoping that her hangover from the party she snuck out to the night before would keep her from noticing. She had gone to school with his slime caking her budding breasts. She must have noticed something was off at school because he noticed she wasn’t wearing it when they got back. He never knew if she had figured out what had happened. It had been fetish fuel for John for years but now the memory made his sober self cringe. Right now, all his mind could dwell on was the thought of his cum on her huge tits.

“Alright, now its my turn again.” She purred as she turned to the screen. “This one’s kind of similar but more to my liking.” This time the video had one woman and multiple guys. They surrounded her like predators but the naked porn star trapped between them did not look unhappy with her situation. “Let’s skip ahead. I know you boys have no attention span.” She clicked ahead to a scene in the middle of the video. The woman was getting fucked from every angle. Splayed on her back, she had one guy fucking her throat, one thrusting between her legs and one mounted on top of her to fuck her chest. With her hands she attended to the two guys who couldn’t get close enough to the action. While less appealing to John than the last video was, he still found himself enjoying seeing the woman get completely dominated.

While his attention was captured by the video, Lilith brought one hand up behind his head and pulled his face into hers. John found himself swept up in a deep passionate kiss with his insatiable mother. Reflexively his tongue plunged into her mouth. She seemed surprised but pleased and for a moment they just sat in passionate embrace before Lilith finally pulled away. She looked at him with a lustful gaze and lifted her phone to her mouth. “John is an incredible kisser.” She smiled as he responded to the compliment.

“I want to fuck you so bad!” John offered bluntly. He was far too horny to think with his head right now.

“Aw, that’s so sweet. We really shouldn’t be fucking though. Boys shouldn’t want to fuck their mom. That’s what we’re trying to fix, right? Isn’t it? What did the doctor say again?” She looked down at her **** son and John could see a conflict burning within her. “Um, what if I just…” She shifted herself again so her pussy was pressed against his shaft. She started gyrating her hips up and down his cock like the woman from the glory hole. Alarm bells started ringing in John’s head but he didn’t care anymore. Her juices made the ride smooth and pleasurable. He felt like he could cum very soon. “This is fine right? I mean, its not fucking. You’re not even putting it inside me, so its not even like a blowjob.”

Now that John was beyond rational thinking, she was starting to have doubts? John didn’t care about that. Right now, he just needed to fuck an orifice. For her to drive him this far and not let him fill one of her holes was not acceptable. He picked up the bottle and lifted it to her lips. He would get her so blackout drunk, he could do anything to her. She resisted. “John? No, I’ve had too much already. I feel sick.”

“You promised that anything you made me do, you would do too. You **** me to drink, so now I’m forcing you.” John was glad he remembered that at least. A flicker of fear appeared in her eyes but was instantly replaced by resignation. She parted her lips to allow him to slide the bottle in, and he began upending it in her mouth. With ****, she drank down the remainder of the large bottle. John could see her try to gag, but he didn’t give her chance to stop. She had had control of this situation for too long now. Only when the bottle was completely drained did he place it back on the table.

Now John was in control of the situation, he needed to maintain it until she was ready to submit to him. He powerfully squeezed her tits, knowing she was sensitive there and she squealed in a mix of pain and pleasure. “Touch yourself!” he ordered. It was difficult for her to gain access while she gyrated on his cock but she did as told. She was helpless as he ramped up her desire for more. He waited until she was approaching orgasm then **** her to stop. He considered which hole he wanted to unload into. Some tiny part of him was telling him not to go the full way, but a simple blowjob would be too little for a climax. “Alright. My turn to choose a video, and this time, we’re going to play along.” For the final time he brought up the search bar and selected a new video. This one was simple. Very rough and very carnal anal sex. “Get on the desk.”

With a lust that now exceeded John’s, she pivoted around to bend over the desk without further resistance. Even now John had to admire how perfectly large, round and inviting her ass looked. He stood up from his chair and lined himself up ready to ride it. He gave himself a moment to recover, not wanting it to end too quickly. In that moment, he had to wonder if he had this side inside himself all along. Something a lot more forceful than his usual self had been unleashed by the fluid of the night. Perhaps this side represented his repressed sexual desires. Not wanting to dwell, he forcefully thrust himself into the tight channel waiting for him.

The act took a lot more effort than he was expecting but also greatly more pleasurable. With every thrust, Lilth was pushed against the desk, unable to brace herself for her son’s unexpected might. To John, this experience was paradise. For Lilith, he figured her inner slut would be relishing in the activity. He slowly managed to pick up the pace, planting his hands on her wide hips to steady himself. They moaned together as the pleasure overtook them. John saw his mother’s phone set down by her head. “Tell your app how much you love me ramming your fat ass!” he demanded.

With a shaky hand she pressed the button and moaned into her phone. “Mmm, fuck. John’s cock is amazing. It feels so good in my fat ass.”

“Keep going. Tell it you’re my slut. Tell it how much you love pleasuring me. Let it hear your moans.”

Lilith pressed the button to keep the app recording and began her dirty speech. “Aah, aah. I’m John’s little slut. I need his cock. Oh, fuck. I’d do anything to get his cock inside me. Ah, fuck me, fuck me. I need his cum. It tastes so good. Please, fuck me like the little cum-slut I am. Squeeze my tits. Fuck my ass. I need your cock.” As she screamed out the last words, John felt the familiar feeling build up inside him. With one final thrust, he felt himself unload inside her. Her body shook as she orgasmed moments later.

Through the combined effects of **** and orgasm, John was completely spent. He pulled himself out of Lilith and collapsed sideways onto his bed, still leaking his seminal fluids. Through his blurry vision he saw her slowly push herself from the desk. With her panties still tied round her ankles and her bra still pushed down around her waist, she stumbled loudly out of the room. With her gone, silence enveloped the room and John’s vision went dark.

It was pretty late by the time Claire got home. She had lost track of the time while catching up with her friend. She figured her family would have eaten by now and John would be in his room playing some game or other. As she got to the top of the stairs, she noticed his light was still on and there were strange noises she couldn’t make out coming from within. Before she could think otherwise she stepped into the room.

It took Claire a moment to process what she was seeing. Her brother was laid out on top of his sheets. The only clothes he wore was a tee that currently rode up to his chest to expose him. His penis was sticking up semi-erect and apparently moist with his own juice. On the computer, a porn site was running on auto-play and obscene moan blared out of the speaker. On the desk was an empty bottle of liquor. Claire was kinda impressed at how much he had had. It looked like he had fallen asleep after drunkenly masturbating. He was lucky that mom hadn’t walked in on him.

Claire was shocked and disgusted, but also fascinated and curious as much as she hated to admit it. She looked at the screen to discern what he had been watching. It appeared to be a video of a pair of women submissively presenting themselves to a man to be fucked. She didn’t think her brother would be into domination that much. The revelation brought her a feeling she didn’t quite understand. She found herself watching the video more than she intended but finally pulled her vision away, only for it to land on her brother.

Without thinking she stepped forward to get a closer look. She had only seen a glimpse of him naked once when he was in puberty but he had clearly grown a little since then. Not the largest one he had ever seen but still pretty respectable. Claire cursed her own curiosity but she couldn’t keep herself from walking up to the side of his bed to look.

There was a considerable volume of fluid around his lap. The cum stuck to his penis and the pubic hair around it. An unwelcome part of Claire briefly wondered how it tasted. There had been a surprising range of flavour among her exes. Some had been disgusting, while some had been quite salty. One’s had even been kinda sweet. She was revolted in her own curiosity but it was just in her nature for these passing thoughts to strike and linger with her. Before she could stop herself, she brought a finger down to touch it. It twitched under her touch and some of the fluid struck to her finger.

She brought it up to her face to study it. A sticky globule of cum stuck to her finger. Somehow it looked kind of inviting to her. Maybe all that time of swallowing this stuff to impress her boyfriends had affected her mind but she had an aching inside of her to put it in her mouth. She snapped free of her reverie as she felt her finger invade her mouth of it's own volition. She pulled it out in horror at what she'd done as the salty flavour spread across her tongue. She tried to spit out the taste and cursed her body's natural instincts. She wiped her finger off on her blouse to clear away the evidence. She tried to erase the memory of taste but the whole scene was burrowing its way into into her mind.

Claire knew she couldn’t go to sleep right now. When he woke up naked he would realise what his sister had seen and she wanted to spare him of that. Carefully she backed out of the room and slid the door closed. She took a deep breath then loudly knocked on the door. “Hey bro. Are you decent in there?” she called through the door. After a few knocks she heard the sound of him stirring on the other door, then after a few moments a lot of shuffling as he quickly got up.

“Just a minute sis!” He frantically called out. The sound of moaning from the computer was abruptly cut off. A few moments later he called out he was ready and she opened the door. The scene was a little different now. The computer was switched off, the liquor bottle was cleared away and he was sitting on the bed in his bedclothes. He was clearly still a little drunk as he swayed side to side and his shirt was on back to front. “Hey sis. You’re back late. What time is it?” He tried to brush off his embarrassment.

“Um, it’s like 2am. I got kinda carried away with Jody.” He smiled, believing he had gotten away with it. “You look kinda tired John. Maybe you should get back to sleep. I can use the sleeping bag tonight.”

“No no no. I told you before. I can’t have you sleeping on the floor like that. It’s not right.” His expression hardened as he said that. He clearly wasn’t accepting any other answer. Claire thought for a moment. Last time she had stubbornly argued and it had ended up bad for both of them. The therapist had told her to make things easier for John so maybe just doing what he said would be best.

“Alright, sure. Do whatever you want. I’m going to get changed in the bathroom.” She took some bedclothes from the pile she had left her stuff in earlier and wen to get changed. By the time she got back he was wrapped up in the sleeping bag. “Hey John, there’s a house party going on tomorrow night. It mostly for the people back from college but there’ll be some people from your school there. I was thinking it would be a good chance to hang out together. What do you think?”

“Huh. Sounds good to me.” He yawned and fell asleep before she could continue. John needed to get out and meet people, and he needed a girlfriend. This party would be a good opportunity for him. Claire grinned at how thoughtful she was being for him. Tired herself, Claire went to get into bed. However, as she laid down she noticed something grim. Her brother’s cum had dripped off him onto the sheets and pillows. There was a small pool of it beside her head. She had to think. If she didn’t sleep in the bed, removed his pillows or slept on the other end of the bed, John would realise why when he woke up before her. To save him from the embarrassment, she would have to pretend not to notice until he had a chance to clean the sheets up. Though the decision was tough, she knew John was already going through a lot of stress at the moment and didn’t want to pile more on top of him.

She tried her best to ignore the juices pooled around her head as she closed her eyes. In the complete silence of the bedroom, her sense of smell was the only thing she could focus on. The smell of her brother’s sweat and semen filled her mind as she drifted off to sleep. Her subconscious mind naturally turned to sex as she lay cradled in those masculine smells. That night her dreams were filled with visions of submitting to her brother.