"Mom, you don't need to explain at all. I know that you love what we're doing. It was your idea, after all. I know you. I can read your mind now, remember? Part of my new gifts, thanks to you. I really helps, in fact. I'll be the one man who can't use that classic excuse of not reading his women's minds. Anyway, while we want both Heather and Ray to have their share of strange, it is very important for them to consummate their marriage, and yes, for her to comfort him. This will be making love. You're right about that. I love you as you are, Mom. Your promiscuity and your sentimentality, both. You truly are the Goddess of Love in all of its aspects.
"I can never resent you after all that you've done for me, Mom. You might not have been to my Chess Club, but you've been there for me when it counted so many times. I just never realized it. Yes, having read your memories, sorry about that, but, well ... that time that those bullies suddenly tripped while chasing me. I know now that you tripped them up. Or those cartons of cigs that magically in their backpacks and lockers when Principal Rosenbaum inspected them? Or those times that you kept Dani and me from getting caught, or Heather and me, or Samantha and me, for instance?
"Or when you stopped Tracy from catching me jerking off to Penthouse by jamming the key in the lock. Or when I got sick that one time the Sunday night two weeks after graduation and Dani snuck into my room for some reason, even though I dated Heather by that point? That was the last time that she bothered with me at all, but somehow she showed up and fucked a sick guy. Oh, my God, that wasn't Dani ... that was you in disguise! Or the times that you tried to get Maria and me to strike up a lengthy and flirty conversation, only to be thwarted by her brothers because I wasn't Armenian?" I told Mom as I caressed her face and we teleported again, this time to Tracy's house, which happened to be my old home.
"Hey, who loves ya, honey?" Mom winked at me.
"We all do, but I happily play second fiddle to a mother as sweet as you!" Madeira beamed as she kissed both of us.
That was exactly when both Tracy and Gina emerged from the shower, wearing only bath towels, and jumped at the sight of such a large group of naked and half-naked people inside their home. My stepmother's eyes grew big as saucers as she saw Mom in particular, and then honed in on me. Gina also gaped wide open at the sight of us, especially when she realized the size of my bulge ... and my harem.
"You ... you were at Gino's bedside so many times at the hospital ... who the hell are you?" Tracy demanded to know, making her first mistake.
"She's my mother," I grinned.
"Your ... m ... m ... mother?" Gina stammered in shock.
"Some mother you are, running out on Gino and leaving him with a young boy to raise, part of which I got stuck doing! How the hell did you find each other, anyway?" Tracy snapped at Mom, making both of us angry, along with my harem.
"How? This is how!" Mom, still quite naked, enhanced her radiance to the point that Tracy and Gina both had to avert their eyes, "I AM APHRODITE, GODDESS OF LOVE, YOU IGNORANT BITCH! I didn't abandon Philip at all! I watched him from afar at times, helped him quietly and invisibly, even boosted his career as needed, helped him get laid and lose his virginity, no thanks to you, and protected him from the bullies who thought that he was nothing just as you did! None of which you did for him, though his father at least tried in some of those areas without any help from you!"
"Aphrodite? You're real? I thought that you were just a myth?" Gina blurted, having wet herself a little, even as Mom dimmed her glory a bit to make her easier to see again.
"Wait, how did Phil not avert his eyes or have to do so? This makes no sense!" Tracy whined, even as I lost my patience and kissed Gina's hand in front of her.
Gina almost instantly opened her bath towel and exposed her lovely flesh to me, even if she now stank of piss a bit. Tracy was livid with jealousy as she watched me grab Gina and put my tongue in her mouth for several seconds to kiss her rather passionately. The way that Gina kissed me back, there was no question that she was already one of my bitches, to say the least. She had Dad's lovely olive skin and dark brown hair mixed with Tracy's hazel eyes and slender build. Both Tracy and Dad had been fairly short, so my own relative height was clearly Mom's doing, product of an immortal Goddess. I had inherited Dad's hair and eye color, though, making me dark brown in both areas.
Before Tracy could do anything about it, I was buried inside Gina from behind, taking her slippery gash for the utmost mutual satisfaction. I didn't care about the piss right then. That could be cleaned up afterward. I wanted to take full possession of my sister, who hadn't been sweet to me when I was younger, but was only five years old when I left. She was just a kid back then and imitated her mother. I never resented her for that as I did Mom. Gina hadn't seen me in twenty years. I missed most of her childhood and came back to a grown woman instead of a little girl.
"Oh ... fuck ... I have my ... brother ... back ... I've missed you! I barely remember, but I've ... missed you! I've ... missed out on having a big ... brother! I'm sorry that I wasn't nice to you back then, but I ... was only a little girl! Please ... forgive ... me!" Gina begged me as I took her hard and fast.
I pounded her pussy in full view of her mother and mine, both of whom watched in fascination. I could read Gina's mind and I knew that she feared some kind of retribution, but she also loved me completely now. It wasn't just as a lover might, but as a sister would, too. After all, I was her only brother to her knowledge. I could feel her love for me grow even as she became wetter with me inside her delicious twat. I kissed her neck, back, and shoulders repeatedly now as we fucked, taking her in the prone position on the hallway floor. Gina moaned constantly now, making it abundantly clear to all of us that no matter what her mother did, she was mine and she would gladly serve me forever. I admired that fine Italian booty of hers as I slapped her buns good and hard, which only made her cream herself more for me.
"Gina, baby, you're one of mine now. You're not just forgiven. You're loved. I knew that you were only a child back then. That's why I never got mad at you for it! I was angry with your mother for pushing you to do those things like snitch on me to her and Dad. Your mother put you up to it, plain and simple. It doesn't have to be anything stopping us, though. You're mine now. You're in my harem and you're here to stay. I'm playing for keeps!" I told her in front of Tracy, making my stepmother faint for a moment before Mom revived her.
I drilled Gina's slick, dripping wet snatch for several more minutes before she creamed herself again on me and I lost it. I spilled my seed so far inside her slit that she quaked from the hot jizz so deep within her body. I kissed her neck again and sniffed her hair, after which I turned her around and planted the steamiest French kiss that I could on her mouth. I also kissed her lovely breasts and dragged her back to the shower to wash her clean again.
