Giving her sister something new

I didn’t know why my little sister looked so ecstatic staring at me with a single monocle over her right eye. I didn’t even know where she’d found something so obscure as an ancient device such as that. It looked crazy old, like with just a breeze it would crumble to dust between my sister’s dainty fingers. Last I didn’t understand why the girl was biting her lip while staring at me… or more precisely staring at my crotch.

I glanced down, trying to see if my jeans had ripped or something.

“Uh-hah…” I coughed. “What’s the matter May?” I asked, trying to give the girl a heads up that I was aware that she was staring at what I hoped she wasn’t staring at.

I was used to guys looking at me that way but not my sister. The subtle bulge in my jeans, denoting where my girthy dick lay.

“Oh, uh, yeah!” May said, now blushing even more brightly than before.

“I’m um… just going to-” she cut off as she rushed off down the hallway, turning into her room and slamming the door loudly behind her.

That was yet another of the long line of weird occurrences this morning. First the whole thing with coming to my door and just staring at herself for a full minute, then all the awkward blushing and even more bashful than usual things she’d said. Then finally rushing off like she just remembered she had a final the next day. Impossible since she was on winter break at the moment.

I shook my head, chuckling.

Whatever, sis, see you after work.

Going down the stairs and making it to the front door I yelled as I was closing the door a goodbye to my mom who was shuffling around the kitchen around the corner. I knew she’d try to rope me into eating with them, something which I didn’t have time for at the moment, so I didn’t wait for the reply. I just barely caught the hint of the edge of the woman’s curvy hips as she cooked and cleaned.

The trip to work was cold and dreary. I’d put on the warmest coat I could find that didn’t look like I was trying to cosplay being homeless, but what I’d found apparently wasn’t enough for the biting wind this morning. It beat at me, nearly tearing my clothes off as I stumbled and cursed my way to work. My knees and well-defined dick were like icicles in my thin jeans.

Fucking winter.

Nothing happened at work that I’d like to remember for longer than half a second. At least the counter was high enough to cover me from any ogling. I didn’t have much up top to look at even if I didn’t have a big coat covering me, but down below if any of these “customers” saw the fat bulge of my dick they’d immediately begin hoo-hawing at what a “big girl” I am or some-such bullshit.

Luckily Nick was the only one of my co-workers to make it today. I liked Nick. He was more respectful than some of the others I worked with sometimes. They varied from girls with a slightly crude humor to a few guys who acted even worse than the odd trucker who came through.

Those guys had no filter, if they saw my dick they immediately commented on how they’d love to take a pretty thing like me for a “ride” or speculated on whether I was “longer” than my hips were wide.

Basically with Nick I could tell he thought of me as a woman but he didn’t make a point of pointing it out in a way that made me feel like that was all there was. In summation he was fun to hang out with.

Still, it was work at a dumb convenience store, if it was busy then it was hell because of all the customers. If it wasn’t busy then it was hell because I’d just spend the whole shift thinking of home and how much of a fuck up I was. Even with Nick’s presence I was relieved to go home.

Eventually I stumbled my way into my house, exhausted and shivering from head to toe. The door shut a little too loudly, pulled by the **** of the wind outside. I tossed my outermost layer and my shoes into the shoe pile, not caring that only one of those things are supposed to go there.

I tried to not think of anything, just focusing on putting one step in front of the other as I shuffled to the living room, falling into a cushion, sprawled out on the couch as I tried to regain my breath and some heat from the air conditioned house.

Across from me my mother scrolled on her phone, her brows drawn in concentration as she sat on the other sofa.

“Have a good day-mm-dear?” she asked.

In response I shook out my arm, the warming ice flinging from me to land on the carpet far from me.

She turned away from her device, giving me an empathetic look.

“I’m sorry Kayla, I know how tough a job like that can be.”

I grunted, my eyes mostly covered by my arm.

“I mean, my first job was as a waitress at a diner and that was just busy busy!” she said.

I gave just as an un-amused grunt as the first one.

After a moment of silence she continued. “You know me and your father are extremely proud of you right?”

I didn’t respond.

It was her turn to sigh. She looked at my sister then.

“May, since you seem to be done, can you give your sister a turn?”

May sat on the ground, mouth agape, eyes as wide as saucers, nodding dumbly.

I didn’t know what was going on with her today. Ever since I’d entered the room she had stared at me with shock written on her face like I’d just seen her commit **** or something. Had I done something wrong? Something to anger her? I couldn’t imagine anything making the fun girl feel anything like that towards me though.

It did worry me but whatever it was I would need to look into later, my sister meant the world to me but right now I was not up to dealing with those kinds of strong emotions.

I grumbled, but I still stood up and crawled my way over to my mother’s feet as she sat on the sofa, her knees spread wide to either side.

At the very least this would probably warm me up.

Taught flesh throbbed and bobbed in the open, fat veins running every which way as a viscous fluid dribbled in great globs onto the floor. Sitting below it all two basketball sized orbs hung nearly to the floor between my mother’s plump thighs. With a knowledge born of practice I knelt forward, my hand going to rub along the side of the wide tube that stood forth from my mother’s pelvis. I licked slowly at the slit where her effervescent fluids poured out onto my waiting tongue. It was so warm and thick that it almost immediately caused my throat to sizzle happily as it slid lazily down my esophagus to fill my empty stomach.

As I hungrily devoured my mom’s precum, May sat next to me on the carpet. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that she was staring at me, even more in shock than moments earlier somehow. Was it because I’d taken her place sucking mom’s cock? I did feel a little bad for her, yes I was grumpy and exhausted after work but she was only ever a good and loving sister so I shouldn’t hog mom’s sweet treat.

I removed my mouth from the hard tip, a bit of slimy pre dripping down my cheek. “It’s OK May, let’s share, I’m not that selfish” I gave her shoulder a light punch for effect. That seemed to at least slightly bring the girl back to her cheery, cute self and she nodded, although I did notice it didn’t seem to dissipate the blushing. If the girl was going to be this horny all the time then I would need to find her a cute boy to hang out with before long.

Together we slowly sucked and rubbed my mom’s massive cock as more and more of her warm, stomach filling juices were gobbled up by the two of us. As was typical of such a thing, our mother (tried to) bite back moans as we received all of her dick-juices. The two of us were coated in the stuff and despite how May’s eyes lit up with absolute lust I managed to cause the girl to giggle and joke with me as we serviced the elder woman’s cock, something which caused me to feel better than any blow job after such an exhausting day.

In no time our mom was mewling and shaking on the couch with the both of us rubbing either side of her cock, our mouths open wide at the tip as we waited for the final course. Her massive balls churned as they pulled an inch in the air, jettisoning waves of white-ish cum out the fat slit, straight into our waiting maws. her limb-sized dick throbbed from base to tip as waves rose from her pulsing balls. We hungrily devoured every thick dollop of sticky seed, feeling our bellies quickly fill to bloated with so much. That was only the tip of the proverbial cum-iceberg as most of her thick load spewed across our faces, splashing across our body's and becoming a rain of splooge across the living room. In moments we were covered from head to toe in our climax-drunk mother’s heavy load.

In the middle of it all and after both of our bellies were bloated to nearly exploding, my sis and I collapsed atop one another, giggling and rolling around in the deluge as we wrestled. Our clothing stuck to our body's, so much white gunking up that we looked nearly naked as we played under our mother's rain.

It heartened me as we slid, wet, warm and happy in that deluge. Just like family should.

-This might just be a one-off for me. Add anything you want if you have an idea.