It didn't take long for me to fall asleep but DAMN, those dreams were hot. I don't remember any details about who or what was in them but they were definitely sexual in nature. I woke up in a dead sweat and noticed one thing, my painfully hard cock. I looked at the clock and it was a few minutes pasted 4 AM. I realized I had been absentmindedly stroking myself and had to deal with this. I rushed to the bathroom and yanked down my pants, in a minute flat I was cumming. After I caught my breath, I looked down at the mess I made. For a second, I thought about cleaning it up but I was still tired and not at all opposed to returning to my dreams. I took a shot from Mr. Petrov's liquor cabinet and laid down on the sofa. A soft music in the background filled the silence as I nodded off again.
It only seemed like a moment before I was back in that erotic mess of a dream. This time I was naked and thrusting. I couldn't make out who I was fucking but everything was extremely tense and hot. I drifted for a while, thrusting away outside of time, before I was shaken awake in climax. My eyes bolted open and saw the ceiling. Pleasure was radiating from my dick and when I looked down, I saw my pants down with Katya sucking me off with a bit of smile. As pulse after pulse of pleasure radiated through me, Katya just kept on sucking.
When it finally started dying down Katya pulled herself off of me, still sucking my cock until a loud pop could be heard. She looked coy and said, "Good morning babe and thanks for breakfast. I feel like I should to return the favor. Don't you worry about a thing." She kissed my dick and was off to the kitchen to make breakfast, leaving me to zip up my pants.
I laid there for a minute or so as I heard the sounds of breakfast being made and I just laid back, just relaxing to the situation I was in. My mind drifted for a bit until I found my mind drifting towards Katya. Her hips, her legs, her ass, her tits, my mind just bounced from one of these to another and back again. Despite recently cumming I found myself fully erect, less then 4 minutes after Katya's wake up call. Now being a teenager, this is not beyond the realm of possibility but it was not the usual affair either.
It occurred to me at this moment that I was stroking myself at a causal pace. The smells from the kitchen began to permeate into the living room along with the sounds. A eureka moment came but as Katya sauntered into the living room to let me know breakfast was almost ready I lost my train of thought. She leaned over me and kissed me, her breast looked divine. I reached up to pull her into me. She smiled, "You're insatiable. If it wasn't for fact that mom is usually up by now I would give you another go of what we did last night. Look, I have to finish breakfast, could you go upstairs and see what mom would want for breakfast?"
I tried to hold on to her but she was committed to making breakfast so I got up and went upstairs. As I ascending the stairs, the Eureka moment came back again and I remembered what I was thinking about before Katya distracted me, the music! My CD was still playing the entire time and probably contributed to my current stiffness between my legs. I made a detour to Katya's room and quickly unplugged the boombox. Immediately two things were made apparent.
The first being was the cessation of music did nothing to diminish my painfully hard cock, the second being the moaning coming from the master bedroom. I made a beeline for the room, not even slowing down to open the door. Inside the room smelled of sex, with Anna naked and masturbating on the bed with abandon. I continued my approach and as I did I opened my pants. In a second, I was on the bed and in Anna. She cried out and I tried to muffle her with my left hand over her mouth. I fucked her hard and fast.
She came suddenly and I was quick to follow. While I felt so much relief in the act, I was still worked up from the constant barrage of subliminal messages from the night before. "Breakfast will be ready soon," was all I said as I got up and walked out the room. I didn't bother closing the door and went down stairs. Katya was finished cooking and working on a bit of the dishes. I walked up behind her and ground my crotch into her ass as I grabbed her tits. She pushed back and moaned out. My right hand than drifted into her pajamas and found her clit very hard. I began stroking vigorously and she cried out. I took my left hand away from her tit and placed it over her mouth. As she came she nearly collapsed but I managed to press her against me.
As she regained composure, I took my right hand out of her pajamas and wiped my hand on her t-shirt. As I turned around I could see Anna at the bottom of the stairs gazing toward us. She seemed like a deer in headlights but was awaken out of it as I said cheerfully, "Good Morning Anna."
Katya perked right up and busied herself with the last details of breakfast. We all sat down and ate in relative silence. We could hear the scraping of the silverware on the plate and both Katya and Anna did not seem to want to make eye contact with anyone present. I found this intolerable and tried to make chit chat to ease the tension.
"So, what do you all usually do on Sundays?"
Katya answered, "Church usually starts at noon, then daddy watches football and then we have a Sunday dinner." She then perked up like she had forgotten and said, "Daddy! What time is it?"
I pulled my phone out and saw it was quarter till 8.
"Daddy will be back in an hour and I know he will be upset if he knew you were here this weekend."
Anna finally looked up at me and then to Katya and said, "Well dear, your father will be angry if he comes home to find Malcolm here unexpectedly but I will have a talk with him and I think he will be a bit more understanding in the future. Now why don't you go get ready, your father probably is going to leave very little time before when he arrives and when we go to church." Katya nodded, ate the couple last bites of food on her plate and hurried upstairs.
I finished my food and walked over to Anna. She didn't budge an inch and continued to slowly eat her breakfast. "Anna, look at me," I said, towering over her. She looked up and I said, "I am going to leave now but before I go, give me your phone." She reached into her robe and gave me her phone. I entered number under a new contact of "Cousin Oliver." "I am going to text you tonight with further instructions. In the meantime, you are going to behave as if nothing happened. I want you to take the CD in Katya's boombox and put it in your room. In fact, take the whole boombox too and put it in your bedroom, you'll need it later. Also, there's a jizz mess in the downstairs bathroom, you probably want to clean it up before Mr. Petrov gets back."
I reached down and kissed her, as I did my hand jetted down inside her robe and to her pussy. She was sopping wet and I played her like a fiddle until she came. I pulled myself up and took my hand away from her pussy and rubbed it on her face before shoving my fingers into her mouth. She began sucking immediately and once I thought she had cleaned my fingers I pulled them out of her and wiped the spit off on her robe. I then turned and walked out the door and headed home.
I always loved walking, it gave me time to think. I didn't live tremendously far from the Petrov's but far enough to replay what had happen over the last 2 days. I didn't want to leave those to sex dynamos but it probably worked out best to give me some time rest and consider the effect the music had on me. My subminimal messages affecting me was something I had not considered but was plain as day. Nothing seemed to go catastrophically wrong and I trusted my meticulous planning. I just had to be more careful because I was far from finished.
I got home still mulling over exactly how to proceed. I had to take care of some rather mundane tasks, which definitely included a shower. I still was worked up from the CDs work and masturbated as soon as my mind drifted back to Katya. After that the fatigue of this weekend set in and I crashed. I slept most of the day but woke up around 5 or so.
