They Should

Josh felt his arousal start to build yet again, almost as if his power gave him more stamina or as if he was in some sort of a porno. He caressed his mom's plush tits and said, "Have you had as much practice with blowjobs?"

"Yeah!" Ronnie's face lit up, then fell a little. "Your father used to make me... all the time. But I'd love to do it with you! We're the best family!"

"That we are." Josh ruffled Ronnie's hair, then turned to Jemma. "Hey, what about you?"

"Huh?" Jemma responded, staring blankly in blissed out pleasure. She shook her head, then said, "Oh, um... I've only really done it the once, with you."

"Damn, that was your first time?" It played back through Josh's mind. He supposed the skill hadn't quite reached the heights of the instilled pleasure his sister got from the act.

She glanced down, then said, "Yeah." She looked at her mom's exposed, sweaty bust, lust and determination taking over his face. "But I'll become the best, for the both of you!"

"Great! I was hoping you'd say that! Do either of you have a dildo, or anything like that?"

His mom and sister simultaneously responded, "Yeah, but why?" then turned their red faces away from each other.

"Why, for practice of course! Ronnie did say that's how she became such a great pussy-licker, after all."

They looked at each other, then Jemma said, "So... what are we doing?"

His hands fell to both of their soft thighs and squeezed. He leaned in, glancing back and forth between them, and said, "This is the best family, but you both are gonna have to be the best at sex. For me, and for each other. So, you have to practice. Go grab one dildo each and bring it to the bed and we'll go from there."

The two scampered off and Josh watched their big asses shake and jiggle as they did. Jemma ran out to go to her room, while Ronnie simply walked to the dresser and leaned down, shaking her booty enticingly all the while. She pulled out a huge, pink dildo, then sauntered back to the bed, her eyes locked on her son. She smiled warmly, her hand caressing his cheek, and said, "Is this good enough?"

"Um... yeah, definitely."

"So what do you want me to do with it?"

"First, you're going to show Jemma all of your blowjob techniques."

"Okay, then what?"
Josh grabbed her tits while saying, "Then you're going to be a strict teacher. Be turned on by being that when it comes to Jemma, by the way. You're going to teach her your techniques, then practice them together. If you feel that she's learned enough, teach her other sexual techniques. Do all of that for me. Okay?"

"You got it, stud." Ronnie's eyes twinkled, and she leaned in to kiss her son on the cheek, her boobs pressing gently into his shoulder.

Jemma barged in with a purple dildo clutched in her hands, her newly enlarged tits swinging wildly, and said, "Now what?"

"Do what Ronnie tells you and stay in the bed until I get back. That goes for both of you." Josh walked past his sister and stood in the door.

"Aw, you're leaving? Don't you want some more fun?" Jemma shook her tits, trying to entice her brother to play with her some more.

"I do, and I'll definitely be back for more. I just want to try some things out. I'll be looking forward to seeing how much progress you've made later, so make sure to take Ronnie's teachings seriously. You want to please me."

Jemma hung on his every word, her hand casually toying with her outer folds between her legs. "Yeah, that I do."

Josh stayed for a few minutes, watching as his mother demonstrated her impressive techniques on a rubber phallus. Her head bobbed up and down, her boobs splaying out on the bed with each downwards thrust and then lifting up to hang with each upwards suck. After awhile, she **** Jemma's head down on her dildo, trying to impart her knowledge, and when Jemma made a single mistake she slapped her in the ass.

"Ow!" Jemma pulled off the didlo with an audible pop. "What the fuck, mom!"

Josh said, "That's just how she trains. Good thing it turns you on beyond belief, right?"

A glazed look came over Jemma's face. Her hips thrust into the couch as the sting that clung to the red handprint on her ass induced more arousal than she had ever believed she could experience.

SLAP!

"FUUUUUCK!" Jemma screamed, grinding her convulsing pussy into her hand before forcing her dildo deep into her throat.

"Good, that's better." Ronnie grabbed Jemma's hair, then said, "But you have to go faster at this late stage in the game, especially if you're already cumming."

"MMPH! GACK-GACK-MMMM!" Jemma's head was forcibly shoved up and down on the dildo, her throat wide open to receive what she imagined was her brother's cock and his glorious, creamy bounty! Each hit and push and pull only made her more horny, pushing her to levels never before dreamed as she came over and over and over again.

Josh stood in the doorway, his eyes wand and his hand rubbing his dick through the pants he had put on. He finally said, "O-okay, that's fucking hot. Keep this kind of thing up, don't leave the bed, and I'll be back soon."

He waited just long enough to see his mom give him a thumbs up and a smile, then fled the room, off to find new adventures even as he fantasized about what he'd be doing with his corrupted, sex-crazed family later in the night.

Ronnie watched her daughter cum and cry and moan and gag, proud and aroused enough to masturbate despite her need to teach. Every time Jemma didn't take the dildo deep enough or didn't keep her lips over her teeth or gagged too hard, she spanked her and both felt an intense thrill. She gripped her boob, eyes alight as she imagined what fresh hell she'd bring to her daughter so that she could be taught ways to please men like Josh.