Having Leftovers

It was a couple hours later and your aunt was not kidding about there being a lot of cleaning to be done. The apartment wasn’t that big but it wasn’t a small job to vacuum, wipe and scrub everything that needed to be vacuumed, wiped and scrubbed.

Hours later the bathroom and bedroom were spotless, the kitchen scrubbed to a sparkling brightness.

Lunch was devoured quickly, last night’s leftovers never standing a chance. Then the TV area was next. The rug was thoroughly suctioned, every shiny surface was dusted then wiped down.

The coffee table was still put to one side and the three of you found yourselves sprawled on the rug in front of the couch after all the cleaning was finally taken care of.

Laying in a sort of semicircle with you at the center , you looked over to your aunt and mother. Both women were wearing matching tank tops and short shorts, sharing Leslie wardrobe, and were covered in a fine sheen of sweat. You longed to lick it off their skin and your erection thickened at your imagination, the everpresent tent in your shorts now pitched taller.

Your aunt sat up after a moment and sighed.

“One more chore to go,” she declared, making your mother sit up too.

“What? We’ve cleaned the whole apartment already,” she said. Turning with a wide smile on her face your aunt leaned over and put a hand on your lap.

“This chore is for John,” she said. You swallowed and your mother rolled her eyes.

“Yeah I’m sure this is a real chore to my son,” she said sarcastically. “I bet he finds it such a bother to get his cock stroked-” she slipped a hand into your shorts and pulled out your steely dick. You were not expecting your mother to suddenly be the one to initiate. She was stroking you, gazinging longingly at your throbbing member. Her grip was firm and you felt shockwaves rolled out of your body from your pelvis. “It must be such a chore to get your dick sucked.” Then she was on you, swallowing your cock without hesitation, slathering your penis with so much drool so quickly it was like she had been gagging for it. She started to make herself gag, going deep on her son’s cock, gripping you tightly at the base with both hands.

“M-mom? Ohhgod...uhh..mom..” was all you could manage, seeing your mother going so gaga on your dick in under five seconds. Your aunt looked on in disbelief too but her opened mouthed shocked slowly turned into an open mouthed smile.

“Look at her go…” she said with awe. Then suddenly Patty stopped, bottoming out on your cock, her eyes starting to water, and she looked up. Her eyes darted from Leslie then to you, back to Leslie then to you, then she threw her head back so quickly she almost leapt away. A fountain of spit followed her and she covered her mouth, sitting on her knees, eyes wide. You were staring at your iron hard, saliva soaked cock, still feeling the lingering tongue work from your very enthusiastic mother.

“I … didn’t mean to… “ she started, mouth still covered by her hands. “I got a bit… ahead of myself there…” There was a long stretch of thoughtful silence.

“Is … she an addict?” asked your aunt suddenly, staring at your mother whose eyes got even wider. You looked over at the woman who had drool dripping off her chin and considered things. The question was a hint accusatory but underpinned with with good intentions. It wasn't a suggestion without merit. But, by your professional opinion… no, your mother was probably not an addict. At least...not a cum addict. While she did seem to have a high sex drive you had been paying close attention to the woman ever since her… participation in Leslie’s treatment started. Her behaviour had not been particularly out of the ordinary, especially now that you knew how receptive to sex she had always been with your aunt. And while she had ingested some of ... your cum over the last couple of days it was really not enough to be a proper dosage. If she were a cum addict she would require a lot more. In fact only having a little cum, like the amount she had started to intake, would only inflame an addict’s symptoms more. In the case of this disease, partial treatment was almost more dangerous than no treatment, as the side effects of withdrawal would be even more severe.

“No,” you said, sitting up. “I've kept track of everything for the last few days and I can say with quite a high degree of certainty that my mom is not a cum addict. At least.. Not in the medical sense.”

There was a sort of mixture of disappointment and relief in the air. Your mother then raised an eyebrow at you.

“Not in the medical sense?” she repeated questioningly.

“That mean’s you’re just a regular slut, Pat,” explained your aunt in her tactful way. Patty frowned at her sister then looked to you again, smiled and bit her lower lip. She suddenly leaned in, put her hands on your shoulders and kissed you. You did nothing at first, too shocked to respond consciously, and let the woman’s lips press against yours. Then her tongue slipped into your mouth and you moaned into hers and finally started to kiss your mother back. She breathed against you, desperately sucking your face. When she finally broke away you felt the room spinning and had no breath left.

“Wha… what was that for?” you managed to ask her.

“I am a slut aren’t I?” she said, as if testing how the thought sounded. She licked her lips. “I just love sex… and sexual things… with anyone… even my own son, it seems.”

You gulped and could only stare at this beautiful creature that you could still taste on your tongue. “It’s too bad I can’t take your loads down my throat… you have to give them to my stupid lesbian sister…”

“Hey! I’m dying over here,” replied the lesbian sister, hands on her hips.

“Well come and get your dose,” said Patty, pointing to your utterly confused but always ready boner.

“You stroke it for me,” Leslie said, leaning forward to get closer to your dick. “A lesbian shouldn’t have to touch a man’s dirty dick.”

You blinked at the sisters getting back into position on either side of you and exhaled when your mother gripped your cock again. These games that your aunt and mother were played with each other... with you... were just incredible. You felt your balls churn in anticipation.

“Like this,” said your mother, running her hand slowly up and down your shaft, her grip easy and squeezy and basically controlling your breath. “Up and down, nice and firm.” She was pretending to teach your aunt how to jerk you off. It was … a thing you didn’t realise you wanted to see.

“Ew,” said Leslie, feigning disgust. You remembered back in the early days when that face she made was genuine. She wouldn’t smile at your dick afterwards then lean in and kiss the tip so tenderly like she was currently doing.

“Yeah… start to suck it a little… at the head…" instructed your mother a tad late. "Precum just starts to flow out of him when I squeeze like this…”

“Ohh god…” you groaned, feeling your mother milk you.

“Wow there’s so much,” noted your aunt as if this was her first time seeing how excessive your fluid production was. “So… like this then?” She leaned in and began to lick the underside of your tip, helping the precum ooze out of you and collecting it onto her tongue. After long luxurious seconds she rolled her head back and swallowed. “Mmm… not bad…” she hummed. “You should try some.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” said your mother, going down to cover your mushroom head with her lips and still giving you wonderful strokes. You felt her tongue lap at your small opening and she gently nursed more precum out of your cock. You could see her throat move as she drank it down. “Mmm… refreshing… I think he might be getting close,” Patty noted. Your aunt shuffled in close and lowered her head and kissed your cock on your mother’s downstroke.

“You’ll make him cum for me so I can swallow his big fat load?” asked your aunt coyly. Your mother nodded, her squeezing you up and down.

“Yeah.”

“Your son’s big fat load,” your aunt added. Your mother blinked at her sister and nodded again.

“Y-yes…” she said, swallowing.

“His hot load… all for me… all in my mouth… my little nephew’s mommy making him give me all his sweet seed…”

“Jesus.” Both you and your mother said. Leslie looked up with a grin.

“What? Too much?”

Your mother shrugged and you shook your head slightly. “It’s gonna be a huge load isn’t it?” continued your aunt, her fingers now massaging your tightening balls.

“Yeah… he does have huge loads…” breathed your mother.

“So much cum… enough to share…” said your your aunt. Patty broke a little again, staring at her sister’s suggestion. She rolled her shoulders to relax.

“Well maybe a little,” said your mother, her strokes really working you out, your excess precum lubing you up nice and wet. “You need a full dose. But I could finish the leftovers.”

“Deal,” your aunt said with a smile.

“Fuck. I’m gonna cum,” you announced, unable to hold on anymore. Your aunt’s movements were automatic and she plunged her face onto your cock. Your mother’s downstroke was strong, pulling your skin down, stretching your cock tight and you got harder than ever. With the tightness of your aunt’s mouth closing around your cock you erupted. There was a gurgle as the first short went up into the back of leslie’s throat but she was already sucking you with purpose. She moved up slightly, about halfway up your shaft, giving your mother some room to help you along with a few urging pumps. You jizzed to flood Leslie’s mouth, feeling your dick starting to get submerged in your own thick sticky fluids.

“That’s it baby, give it all to her… she needs it…” purred your mother, empting you into her sister’s throat.

“MMMmmmp!” murmured your aunt as she carefully withdrew from your still stiff and leaking cock. She straightened and put her hands on your mother’s shoulders, her cheeks full. You could see her swallow once, twice, the viscous, rich semen clinging to her throat, but her ballooning cheeks did deflate somewhat. She then leaned in and met mouths with your mother, pushing her down lower so that she angled her face up while Leslie angled down. She opened her mouth and the excess cum began to flow past Patty’s lips. Your mother moaned, her hands sliding up Leslie’s back. She widened her hungry maw as Leslie shared more of your cum. Your mom wasted no time swallowing the warm load and began to kiss her sister urgently, sucking more semen out if she could, but her greed couldn’t outmatch a cum addict’s.

They were finished and just spent a few more seconds lovingly kissing, then finally parted gummy lips. They sighed and lay down next to you on the rug, three bodies shoulder to shoulder. Your mother was running her hands over her throat and still licking her lips.

“My god that was like two loads,” she said, in awe of your bounty. “And that wasn’t even close to how much Leslie swallowed.” In response, all your aunt could offer was a very long and satisfied hum. She turned slightly and gave your neck a sticky kiss then seemed to snuggle in for a nap.

You felt well drained even if your cock was still standing tall. It would wane to about half mast and probably stay that way until it was time for the next load. And despite all of the orgasms you were having, almost constantly, you still looked forward to the next. Which would probably be the last involving your mother since she had to leave the next morning… You didn’t think about that part for now and just enjoyed the feeling of two warm bodies lying so close next to you, knowing how badly both of them wanted to swallow your cum… for various personal reasons.