Fine Additions

As Diana runs to our room to get changed while I slip on a pair of pants and a t-shirt. I walk over and answer the door, behind which I am greeted by my mother Marcy and my younger sister Stephanie.

Diana gets a lot of her womanly traits from Mom. Besides Mom having longer hair, slightly larger tits, and a more “jello-y” body, she just looks like a more matured version of Diana. Mom also walks with a sense of confidence that one only gains through experience.

Stephanie, on the other hand, doesn’t share a single of the same genes as those two. She has dirty blond hair from dad’s side of the family and a larger, more firm ass. Her tits, though smaller, are still respectable. Besides, she’s only 18 so they have some growing to do. That doesn’t mean they aren’t nice enough as they are. They stand with a certain eager perkiness that makes up for it.

“Hey guys! Long time no see!” I let out.

My mom comes in for a hug and she squeezes me tight. I feel her ample chest area press into me like pillows.

“Hey Thomas! I was half scared that you two would have burned the place down by now ha!” she says.

For a while, we caught up. It has been quite some time since they have last visited. Soon, Diana comes out from the room wearing her “normal” attire. I know I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s strange seeing her not totally butt naked.

“Oh my gosh! Hey guys!” Diana says as she enters the room.

The girls catch up for a few minutes. Diana, being the invasive older sister that she is, prods Stephanie regarding if she’s been talking to any boys at school to which Steph promptly blushes and tries to change the subject.

Technically, she isn’t supposed to be messing around with boys until college, so Mom gives her a playful punch on the arm.

Soon, Mom and Diana start to have some sort of adult conversation. I’m not too much younger than Diana, so I could easily join in, but being the middle child gives me the ability to easily interact with both the older and younger sides of my family.

Seeing Stephanie idly swiping away on her phone, I say to her, “Hey Steph, want to see something?”

“Yeah sure,” she responds eagerly, just being glad to find something to kill her boredom.

We exit the kitchen, leaving Diana and Mom to talk about taxes or something (I don’t know, whatever boring people talk about).

Steph knows that Diana is an inventor--well everyone knows I guess--so she’s always excited to see what Diana has in store. It’s usually pretty exciting stuff, just a little extra exciting for me in this case.

“So what is it?” she says, staring at the alien machine that sits in front of her as we enter the lab.

“It’s a skincare thingy, I don’t know. Apparently it’ll clear up your skin,” I say, baiting my sister’s skincare addiction.

“Oh really? Can I try,” she asks, staring in awe.

“I don’t know, are you sure?” I say.

“Well, it’s safe, right? It won’t make me break out or anything?” she queries.

I let out a small internal laugh. Her first worry is about whether or not she’ll break out?

“Yeah. You can trust me. Just try it out,” I say.

“Okay…” she responds with a sense of nervous excitement.

She sits down in the chair and I set up the device.

“Okay, what do I do now-” she says, unable to finish her sentence as the fast learning machine starts up and does its thing on her.

I stare at her **** body. I told myself I could turn back at any time and, well, I’m here: the point of no return. Now to just laugh off that I ever thought of this idea and to return to the kitchen and play the night out as normal… Who am I kidding, I can’t even convince myself of that. I know what I want, and I know that there’s no stopping now.

Hm. Time to get to work

Nudity is not a taboo amongst family. It is considered weird to be dressed if others in the room are naked.

Whatever happens in Jacob’s apartment seems fun and exciting.

You always obey your mother.

I don’t want to add too much at risk of something going wrong. Again, like I said, I need some sense of flexibility. I stop the machine and Steph blinks her eyes awake.

*YAWN*

“Did it work?” she asks as she returns from her trance-like state.

“Well, I don’t know yet. Just monitor your skin and see if it starts to clear out,” I say.

I don’t know why she’s so worried about the tiniest blemishes. Her skin is already as soft and smooth as it looks possible. Still, she stares at herself using the front camera of her phone.

“Yeah, I think I can already tell the difference!” she says as I scoff.

I look at my sister. She doesn’t have the rugged “independent” look of Diana. She’s the hot, athletic counterpart to Diana’s cute and nerdy personality.

Growing up, I always did lust for Diana but I never thought of Stephanie in the same way because she’s , well, my little sister… the baby girl of the family. But looking at her now--how much she’s grown up--awakens something inside me.

Just then, I hear a knock on the door; it’s mom.

“Hey whatcha two up too?” she asks.

I think fast to make an excuse, but I am saved before I even need to.

“Oh, Thomas was just showing me what Diana made. It’s supposed to make your skin more clear,” Stephanie says.

“Oh really? Can I try?” mom says.

Again, mom didn’t really need it. Despite her age, she still carried much of her youthfulness. But still, this works for me I guess.

“Oh yeah, just hop in,” I say.

I hook up Mom to the fast learning machine, doing my best to stall time until Stephanie gets bored.

“Ok, I’m gonna go wait out with Diana,” Stephanie says, as if on some sort of script.

I know her too well. Soon, it is just me and mom sitting within the lab.

“Okay, starting it up,” I say.

Before mom can respond, she’s out. I hear her silently coo as her head tilts and drool falls out from the side of her mouth.

Like I’ve done for a million times, I head over to the terminal and begin to type:

Thomas’ house, Thomas’ rules. Everything Thomas says regarding stuff within his apartment goes.

I hear footsteps approaching and I’m cut short. I quickly pull mom out of her trance and wake her up.

“Dinner’s ready!” Diana says as her head peeks around the corner of the doorframe. Within half a second, she disappears again, presumably to finish preparing the food.

Fuck, that was close. But also, I could have probably done more if I knew it was only Diana.

“Did it work?” mom says, barely beginning to awaken.

Before I can put mom back into the machine, she is up. Still a little groggy so she takes a few seconds to regain her wits. I leave the room before her knowing that she will soon follow. As I enter the living and kitchen area, I see a sight that causes me to panic: Diana and Stephanie both fully nude.

Under normal circumstances, this would be a good thing. I’d stop for a moment to take in both of their beauties, but right now I am worried that Mom will see. Because I was cut short, I wasn’t able to normalize her to our nudity.

“Uh why are you guys naked?” I say to both of them, though I mainly direct my question towards Stephanie. There is no reason for them to be naked.

“Oh, I needed to pee so I went to the bathroom. The door was unlocked but Diana was inside. I saw her vagina and I didn’t want to leave her hanging y'know,” Stephanie says.

Fuck, what are the odds that so many things go wrong? Stephanie saw Diana naked so she undressed. This, in turn, caused Diana to feel the need to undress.

I just needed to stall mom. Maybe I could have Diana put on clothes… Or maybe I could find a way to get mom back into the machin-

“Ok what’s for din-,” mom says as she enters the room, but she stops herself. “What the fuck? What’s going on here?”

Diana and Stephanie both give mom a look of confusion. In their minds, nothing is amiss here.

“GUYS. PUT ON SOME CLOTHES,” mom screams. She was in a state of shock and anger.

While Diana continues to stare at mom quizzically, Stephanie starts to dress.

That’s right, Stephanie will listen to mom’s authority.

Wait, that’s right! I made my rules to have flexibility… I can still save this.

“Mom, I know you haven’t been here for a while, but in my house it’s normal to be naked,” I say.

I watch what I say process within her head. It seems to resonate with her as her face returns to normal.

“Oh okay. Well that’s fine then. Stephanie, if you want to stay like that you can,” Mom says.

“Oh really?! Yay!” Steph says eagerly.

She begins to unhook the bra that she put back on just moments earlier, her perky tits popping free once again. They jiggle in place but come to a rest pointing upward. Her tits aren’t as big as Diana’s or Mom’s, but they are perfect “hand” size if that makes sense. Just perfectly proportioned to fit in the palm of one's hand to squeeze. Her soft cleavage is speckled with strands of her long blond hair and freckles. She walks around, giving a view of her unshaved pussy. And before you ask, the curtains do match the drapes.

“Mom, I was thinking, you should probably join us,” I say as I begin to remove my clothing.

“Hm, I guess it is your house,” she says. She begins to take off her black blouse revealing a white bra restraining her breasts, the largest in our entire family.

She then removes her pants, leaving her matching panties to be available for everyone in the house to see. I wait for her to remove the rest, but she never does. Instead, I watch as her ass sways in her thong as she heads over to the kitchen. I didn’t explicitly make her nude, so this is as far as she will go with the control I have over her I guess.

We head over to the table and begin to prepare for dinner. Diana is about to reach for the plates, but I have an idea. I pull her aside so I can talk to her in private.

“Diana! What are you doing? Don't use the plates,” I quickly whisper to her.

“What why?” she questions.

“Do you want to impress mom or not? Plates are boring and washing them would waste water. Mom will think it’s bad for the environment” I respond.

“Okay, I do want to save water I guess… Then what are we supposed to eat on?” she asks.

I smile.

After a small discussion, we get back to the dinner table. All the food is layed out but there are no plates.

“Where’s your guys silverware and stuff?” mom asks.

“Oh we don’t use eating utensils. It’s a waste of water,” I say.

“Oh, so now what?” Stephanie asks.

Before anyone can respond, Diana hops up onto the dinner table, her petite ass turning to mush under her weight. Mom and Stephanie continue to watch in confusion as Diana positions herself so that she’s laying on her back across the dining table. Her tit’s fall to their respective sides due to their immense weight.

“Uh what are you doing?” mom asks.

“Oh, usually we just eat off of each other here. That way we can just take a shower instead of having to wash dishes. It’s two birds with one stone,” Diana says hoping to impress mom.

Mom is about to say something, but I cut in: “It’s true.”

“Oh, okay then. That’s fine,” she says as what I said registers in her mind.

Stephanie looks weirdly excited to try it, but still, she’s obviously against it.

“Wait mom, what? Eat off of Diana?” she says.

“Yes dear. It’s their house. We’re just visitors, so no complaining!” Mom says.

“Okayyyy,” Stephanie says, trying to sound annoyed, but I can pick up a slight sense of eagerness behind her eyes.

Diana grabs the food and lays it across her body. Mom and Stephanie position themselves at one of Diana’s sides, ready to eat. I myself sit at the head of the table, positioned right in front of Diana’s pussy. Soon, Mom breaks the ice and grabs a piece of dinner from Diana’s left tit and sticks it in her mouth, after a few moments Stephanie joins her. Diana also grabs the occasional handful of food from her own nude skin.

Wanting to see something more, I decide to take the next step. Instead of eating from my hand, I move my face to Diana’s waist and start sucking food off of her soft skin. This causes her trouble keeping still, so some food falls off of her side.

Mom seems to follow my lead as she moves her mouth to Diana’s tit, scraping off whatever flavor lies on them. Stephanie, a bit more hesitant, moves her face to Diana’s open breast and gives her nipple a soft lick trying to pick up a piece of food. I watch as her tongue seems to move around Diana’s nipple with a surgical manner. As she bends over, I see her soft ass jut out behind her. If only I had a better angle...

I move my face lower to Diana’s crotch so that I can start slurping on her pussy juices which have, until now, been going to waste dripping onto the floor. Things continue like this for a while: Mom and Stephanie eating what scraps they are able to pick up from Diana’s chest while I have my own feast down below.

The taste of Diana floods my tastebuds, her slime covering my face.

I let my tongue patrol across the vast surface of her deep cunt in long circular motions. Every time I slide over her clitoris, she seems to shudder. She’s doing her best to stay quiet and respectful for the sake of our guests, but she is near ready to burst.

I look up and the sight of my mom and my younger sister sucking on Diana’s tits gets me ready to go. I’ve gotten this far, what the heck. What I want to try next is an important step in my relationship with Diana, so I’m glad Mom and Steph are here to share this moment with me.

Without alerting them, I move my erect cock to Diana’s soaking cunt. I let my tip kiss her soft lips. I slowly enter her… I enter Diana’s warm pussy with my throbbing cock.

I feel the innards of her body shudder at my touch. She begins to breath faster so Mom and Stephanie have to concentrate on eating the food off of her. This is a really inefficient means of eating, so every thirty seconds or so they have to stop and refill their “plate.”

I slowly move my cock inside of Diana and reach the end of her inner walls. Placing my hands around her hips, I feel goosebumps begin to form.

I start to rock my hips back and forth. I can’t tell if Mom and Stephanie haven’t noticed or if my modifications are making them believe that this is a normal and exciting evening.

I feel Diana’s pussy squeeze my dick with a series of throbs as I stare at my family. Mom, with her tits waiting to explode out of her tight bra. Stephanie, with her mouth around her sister’s bare tit and her ass basically exposed if I were to be standing behind her. And Diana, spread out across the table as her family sucks, fucks, and feels around her.

I begin to thrust faster and faster, letting the length of my cock become repeatedly engulfed in Diana’s wet crevice. Faster and faster, I rock the table that everyone else is nonchalantly eating on.

Soon, I let out a small moan as I cum. Strings of cum fire down Diana’s snatch as Mom and Stephanie continue to run their mouths around her chest and stomach area making their best attempt to eat dinner. My hands explode forward as I begin to grope Diana’s tit, feeling the slime of Mom and Stephanie’s mouth lathered all over her.

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