Movie Night Reprise

My orgasm was so intense that it drew out seconds to feel like over two months had passed. I look around the room and Mom and Stephanie haven’t seemed to process what just happened. Diana is still laying on the table drenched in the saliva of her family--it’s just that now her pussy is dripping with my semen.

I stare at her face which seems to be stuck in a moment of ecstasy. I can’t believe I did it, I finally fucked Diana. And in front of Mom and Steph, no less. For a moment, I leave all my guilt behind as I take in the scene.

My hands are still wrapped around Diana’s soft tit-flesh as my cock continues to pulsate inside her vagina. The fat of her welcoming breasts seems to engulf my fingers. I can feel waves of energy ripple down her tits with every sporadic movement of my arm.

“Thomas?” Mom asks. “We’re still eating dear.”

Making eye contact with Mom, I can tell that she is unaware of what just happened in front of her. She was probably so concentrated on trying to eat food on a non-ideal surface that she didn’t catch what should have been an obvious show that took place right in front of her. Also, I never told her that it was normal for me to grope Diana, but she didn’t seem to want to mess with what goes on in my house.

“Sorry Mom,” I said. “I wanted a piece of what you guys were having.”

This was technically true; I did want a piece of what they were having, just in a different way of course. Still, this doesn’t stop Mom from giving me the stink eye. Despite the fact that she was literally sucking on Diana’s tits moments earlier, I haven’t explicitly programmed her to be okay with me groping Diana. The only reason that she seems to tolerate my behavior is because my triggers make her more inclined to believe my obvious lies.

It’s hard to take mom seriously when she’s standing here in her underwear. She was wearing a black lace bra and panties as if she was expecting something--no, someone. Maybe she had a date later tonight? Nonetheless, seeing mom almost nude was a great contrast to how she dressed when I was growing up. Her being ultra-conservative, I was never able to see her like I am right now.

Turning to Stephanie, I take a moment to take a mental snapshot of her teenage body. Her tits look fragile with immaturity, as if the slightest touch might cause her to moan due to her sexual inexperience (maybe I’m exaggerating a little). Her probably still virgin cunt was also exposed for me to see. Something must be awakening inside of her, because is that a subtle hint of moisture I see? Was Stephanie subconsciously getting off to this? Maybe it’s because I used the fast learning machine to make her eager to participate in whatever was happening in the house. Would that mean that she wanted in on the action? Even if she wasn’t inclined to say so or actually act?

“Well, I’m full then. How about you guys?” Mom says as she rubs her bare stomach. I’m surprised that she was able to eat that much given the circumstances of her dinner.

“Yeah, I’m pretty full too,” Stephanie says.

Diana didn’t get the chance to eat that much but she doesn’t seem bothered. Besides, she wouldn’t make Mom and Stephanie wait on her, that’d make her a bad host after all.

“Alright then. Do you guys want to watch a movie or something?” I ask.

With nothing else to do, everyone agreed without a complaint. We quickly cleaned up (which didn’t take long considering that there were no plates to wash) as we discussed what movie to watch. The two were only planning on staying for a few more hours, so we had to take time into consideration while choosing.

As Stephanie went to the bathroom, we decided on a movie: some random RomCom that Diana had picked out.

One by one, the three of us made our way to the couch. It was a tight fit, but it had the best view of the screen. I am now sitting in the middle of the two older ladies--my thighs pressed up tight against the petiteness of Diana and Mom. I take in the feeling of their warm, fragile skin centering in from both sides of me. I reach my hand to the side and grab Diana’s thigh, feeling her familiar flesh between my fingers.

Soon, Stephanie returns from the bathroom.

“What! You guys took all of the good seats!” Stephanie complains.

Being the good mother that she is, I could feel mom shift to my right as she seemed like she was about to get up and move for Stepanie. Of course, Stephanie sitting next to me wouldn’t be a bad thing (especially since she’s actually fully nude), but I would much rather have the entire collection.

“No it’s okay Stephanie. There’s still one seat left here,” I say.

“Where?” she asks, seemingly confused.

“On my lap,” I say as I gesture towards the area housing my penis.

She pauses for a moment as she stares at my crotch, probably wondering if I am serious. She looks up towards me, then at Diana, then at Mom, then back at me.

“What? You can’t be serious, right?” Stephanie asks. Despite making her think everything that happens in the apartment is exciting, she still isn’t willing to accept such a blunt command from me. I contemplate my next move but I am saved when someone unexpectedly steps in.

“Stephanie! Don’t be rude! We are guests! Sit on Tommy’s lap this instant!” Mom says sternly as if she is scolding one of us for wrongdoing.

“Okay, Mommy!” Stephanie says with a smile on her face. This instant reversal of Stephanie’s opinion was especially hot since I wasn’t the one who directly did anything--it was Mom!

Without missing a beat, she turns around and begins to lower her tight rear onto my crotch. I watch in slow motion as her flesh approaches. I look deep within her crevice and take in the sight of her soft butt… her untouched skin holds together her generous mounds of meat.

As her soft, silky, teenage flesh makes contact with mine, I can feel uncertainty in her body--not because she was uncomfortable, but because this was a foreign feeling to her. From what I can tell, Stephanie is popular with boys, but you’d be hard put to pull off any unholy activities under Mom’s roof. Stephanie was taking in the new sensation of sitting on a boy’s lap, and it just so happened to be mine.

After taking a moment to wiggle around in her seat, she seemed to find a point of comfort as she finally settled to a rest.

“This is so fun! Why do we never do this at home?” Stephanie asks towards mom.

“Different house, different rules,” is all Mom cares to say.

Diana fiddles with the remote for a few minutes trying to start the movie. In the meantime, I make sure Stephanie is comfortable on my lap as I rest both of my hands on her thighs. She doesn’t seem to mind; maybe in her head, it only made sense that other forms of physical contact were bound to occur because she was sitting on my lap.

Soon the movie starts. For a while, we sit in a sort of boredom as the plot starts off like a slow lull (besides Diana of course. We let her pick the movie after all, which was a mistake in and of itself). After some time, I notice my boner has recovered from dinner time. It now stood in its full erect glory, shooting up between Stephanie’s legs. She doesn’t seem to consciously notice it but I feel her legs slightly shift apart to make room for it. This comes with the other obvious effects of a girl spreading her legs. I can just imagine reaching down and touching her unused cunt. I want to shoot my hands up and grab her young, soft tits. Even just to feel the silkiness of her stomach… but alas I cannot. I haven’t made her accustomed to being used by me. Heck, I haven’t even decided if I want to push her as far as Diana. Every step forward I take, I have to stop and contemplate if I’ve gone too far. Almost always the answer is “yes,... but who cares.” Even so, doing it to an entirely new person changes things. Until now, I have only been using Diana, which took a long time for me to get comfortable with.

Wait, I have an idea. Sure, I can’t use Stephanie to directly get me off, but the fact that she is on me is enough.

I remove my hand from her thigh and reach over to my left. I grab Diana’s hand but she’s too focused on the movie to pay any amount of meaningful attention. I gently guide her hand to my cock to which her fingers react to muscle memory as they wrap around my shaft. As if it is second nature to her, Diana starts jacking off my dick through our little sister’s legs.

“Uhh,” is all Stephanie can let out as she notices what is going on. There is no programming in her brain telling her that this is okay.

“What?” Diana says as she turns her head, her hand still repeatedly running up and down the length of my now throbbing member.

“What are you doing?” Stephanie asks in a sharp tone. She was never one to curse but from the sound of her voice she really wanted to.

“Huh?” Diana says, unable to see anything wrong with the situation.

By now, Mom’s attention has been called over. When she saw what was going on, her initial reaction seemed to be one of shock but she quickly came to her senses and realized that nothing out of the ordinary was going on here. Who was she to tell us how to act in our own home?

“Dear dear, don’t be disrespectful,” Mom says as she turns her attention back to the movie.

After not even one moment of defeat, Stephanie seems to forget about the entire ordeal. Diana shrugs it off and begins watching the movie once again, the thought of stopping my impromptu handjob not even crossing her mind. As her arm levers up and down to pleasure me, she repeatedly applies pressure to Stephanie’s thighs. I can feel her individual ass cheeks piercing into my lap as she shifted on top of me.

I lift up my hand and cup Diana’s open tit. Either from the cold air or the sensation of her Mom and sisters’ tongues, her nipples are rock solid. I knead Diana’s soft, squishy titflesh as her skilled hands bring my cock closer and closer to a second eruption.

This goes on for a few more minutes as I take in the familiar feeling of Diana sending ripples of tingles across my body. Within a few minutes, squirts of my semen fire straight into the air and come back down to land directly across Stephanie’s teenage body.

I look over her shoulder and immediately see her cum plastered--her milky skin now glazed with my seed.

“Tommy!” Stepanie says. I am sure that she is ready to yell at me for coming all over her. “And Diana! At least keep it to yourselves!”

That’s strange. Her being normalized to Diana jerking me off includes the act of me cumming--it’s just that she would still rather not have my semen on her.

“You’ve made a mess all over me!” Stepanie says all annoyed like. “I needa take a shower, this is so freaking gross. We can finish the movie another time.”

I can feel Steph’s weight start to leave my lap as she begins to get up. Before she can get very far, Diana pauses the TV and begins to speak.

“Wait! Stephanie! We shower together here. It saves water,” Diana says.

Atta girl. I didn’t even tell Diana to do that. She’s just been changed to the point where she just acts out many of my perverted fantasies on her own now. Of course, she wasn’t being perverted in her own mind. In her head, she was being totally rational.

“Uh…” Stepanie mutters out.

“You heard your sister!” Mom quickly follows.

“Yeah okay. I guess that makes sense, but can we just make it quick? This stuff feels gross on me,” Stepanie says as she gets up, our skin making a damp sound as we break contact.

I watch in awe as my two naked siblings get up from the couch and make their way towards the shower (presumably to wash each other off), both of their asses swaying in near sync with each step. This, of course, leaves me and mom alone on the couch. She seems unphased as she pulls out her phone and begins to spend her idle time swiping through the internet.

After waiting for a few minutes, I get up and walk towards the bathroom door, not wanting to waste a good opportunity. I can hear the water running from the inside and, putting my hand on the handle, I can tell that the door isn’t locked. I quietly open the door and see a heavenly sight: Diana and Stephanie both cleaning each other off in the shower.

Now, they have both been naked for some time (Diana especially). It’s just that there’s something about seeing them rubbing on each other that adds a little extra spice; the fact that I can see their skin being rubbed and squished around without my direct manipulation is something that I never expected to see tonight. I can use my full attention to take in the sight of Diana’s womanly hands lathering Stephanie’s body in soap in an attempt to clean her of my jizz.

I always saw Diana as a young woman--which she is after all. But seeing her next to Stepanie’s shows the maturity that her body holds.

Almost mundanely, Diana moves her hands to Stepanie’s chest as she kneads them together. Stephanie, on the other hand, doesn't know how to take this physical sensation as she closes her eyes and lightly bites her lips.

Speaking of Stepanie, I realize that she’s not freaking her out about the fact that I’m watching right now. I guess it’s because with nudity being normal, she has no qualms with me watching her shower. It was just a little extra water after all.

I would try to find a way to get off right now, but I just came twice in a row and I’m drained. Despite how much I want to pass out on my bed, I have one more thing to do. I don’t want tonight to end, so I’ll stretch it out a little longer.

“Mom, I just remembered I used the machine wrong. Do you want me to try it again?” I ask.

“Oh sure,” Mom says as if she was paying most of her attention to her phone. Though, with movie night being paused, she seems bored so she’s jumping on the opportunity to do anything.

We head over to the fast learning machine and I, again, strap her in. I start it up and as the whirring of electronics that I don’t understand floods the room, Mom’s head drops to the side as it grasps hold over her mind.

I take a moment to take in her body. It hasn’t been long since someone has resisted an order from me as simple as “take off your clothes.” Sure, I didn’t directly program her to, but it made the entire situation all that more interesting to me. To think that she thought that she could hide her tits and pussy from me with nothing more than some pieces of fabric. Honestly, my entire competitive nature makes me temporarily forget my guilt.

I reach out and grab her tits that have remained unseen by me my entire life. Grasping them in my hands, I notice that they are more aged than Diana’s, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. They still have a good amount of perkiness for someone of her age.

I reach behind her and unclasp her bra, which promptly falls to her lap, and just like that her bare breasts are in front of me. Her areolas are perfectly sized--not too big, not too small--and they house a rapidly hardening set of nipples, probably due to being exposed to the cold air of the lab.

I’ve had my fun. I head over to the terminal and begin to type:

It’s been so long since you’ve visited Thomas and Diana that you have decided to spend the night.

It is normal to be naked when you are with the privacy of your family.

Social taboos mainly adhere to public life so what a family does in their privacy is up to their discretion.

Your breasts are meant for your children so they belong to your children.

There, that should do it.

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