A Short Reprise

As if on cue came a rap of footsteps.

"Did you say 'fuck?' Oh Mom, I think we know there's only ONE right answer to this!" Descending down the steps and landing bosom-first into John's back was Selene, the tips of her blue hair tickling the high schooler's earlobes. She let out a titter. It sent soft bursts of her breath across his neck as she licked it.

"Mm," she purred. Another lick followed. "Boy juice."

In response was the silent springing of John's dick in his trousers but it was accompanied by a giant boing sound in spirit and everyone (and their mother) knew it.

The ring sat ever warm across his finger, gleaming unregarded.

What proceeded was swift, almost a blurry fever of events; Selene gripping John and rubbing circles against his back with her nipples through her top, her mom taking a toothy bite out of the cheesecake then sidling up to John for a sloppy kiss, Selene pushing up against them until all three of them sandwiched against the wall, causing a flower pot on a loosely bolted shelf to topple over, but screw it, no one was caring about flowers right then, because nipples and tits and cheesecake were everywhere, and much tastier, and looked good in motion all bouncing about.

John was spared one gasp for air as Selene hooked his thigh with her leg and took her turn on his lips, while her mom chucked his pants back down. BOING, went penis.

Much more audible.

"Holy cow! You are so HARD and THICK down here, mister. Being between a big-breasted mommy and her hot daughter has you hot and bothered?" Mrs. Carter looked to John mischievously. She traced his dick with a finger, then three, before clasping her hand around it and easing into a rhythmic pump. "Boys, am I right?" she laughed, pumping away at his dick as her daughter's tongue ravaged the young man's mouth only to pop free not a second too soon.

"Fuck, Mom, look at him. He likes this so much I can taste his dick from here. LOVES this shit, more like." The girl's half-lidded eyes gave John a look that would have almost seemed accusatory, were it not completely devoid of any condescension, menace, or irony. "He WANTS us. He WANTS to see us crushing him underneath our giant titties. Don't ya? Hm, John?"

John managed a nod as Mrs. Carter's strokes picked up the pace on his cock, which was already a well-oiled sausage in her grip at this point.

Selene smirked, rolling her eyes. "Good." Grabbing her boobs, she gave them a terse jiggle as her voice continued with a sultry syrup behind each syllable. "One set of giant titties, coming right up."

She whipped off her top, breasts in full view yet again, as weighty and warm-fleshed as before, nipples sordidly erect. Then, after another fuzzy sequence of hectic cause-and-effects, they slid against an adjacent coffee table and ended up sprawled on the living room floor. John landed back-first, with a hearty thud against the Italian imported rug, which was embroidered with elephant-like silhouettes, and dipped in rustic, ruby colors, a spontaneous backdrop to the light, flushed skin suddenly rubbing against it. A sight that, were it sentient, for all its years under this household's banner, it would actively recount never having seen the likes of even once before. Not even with that one almost-fling, with Keith from Engineering. Jennifer had to stop herself from taking the shoulder touches too far. Cooled off. Offered him a biscuit. Curt goodbyes, averted gazes at the coat rack. The sound of arms shuffled in sleeves. Smile. Then back out the door he went. To a land far, far away.

Back in the present, Selene's mother gravitated downward, now transitioning to oral, doing a solid tongue job on John's southern meat-sicle as her daughter straddled her neighbors' son's stomach. Then, as promised, she dropped an express, hefty delivery right onto his face.

"These bags cost 30 cents apiece, by the way. Hope you don't mind." Grinning, Selene grabbed John's face by the cheeks, despite the majority of its front being smothered under her breasts, and shoved his face deep into the homey, doughy, smooth-skinned valley between her freshly showered lady pillows, shaking his head from side to side across her bosom with her hands, compelling him to slobber all over her tits.

The trio's sweltering reprise persisted for a little longer, Selene moving down to the cockhead of her dearest, and recently eminently fuckable, neighbor, and jacking herself down onto his cock with a hard plop as her mother licked the underside of his balls in partial tune to the younger Carter's persistently paced locomotive. This went on for a window of time in which stillness was spared little quarter, accompanied by consistent crooning and dirty talk, the kind of talk that the two female Carters had likely never unironically spewed before this particular day in their life, now doing as much with the kind of spunk and gusto you only saw in raunchy porn videos, with experience under their belt, particularly because said performers were the type to unbuckle belts constantly and plentifully, unlike Selene and her mom, even as the former bounced defiantly and rigorously atop John's cock, in her living room, while her mother dragged her own tongue along the male's formerly virginal testes like she was licking resin off the bark of a National Historic Landmark. The sensations amassed in the boy, burgeoning with a doe-faced lack of restraint, and from Selene's dick bouncing, to Jennifer's testicle play, and back again, he finally spurted his load loud and proud and right up Selene's young-woman innards.

Deja vu may have hit at that moment, in the wake of all that upstream expulsion and body-wracking euphony. And somewhere in the back of his head, with Selene falling across his torso shortly after, the side of her face on his shoulder as they both breathed heavily, it occurred to him that at the whim of the Get Laid Ring, there ain't no rest for the wicked. He quickly took it off, soaked in the moment. Glancing down at Selene and Mrs. Carter, their figures draped over his, his mind also went back to his sister, his heartbeat thumping. Maybe it wasn't sinking in quite yet, just the power he had over them all.