So, there I was, sitting at the breakfast table naked, as Mom had requested, eating my cereal. With her mug of coffee, Mom came and sat down at the table. As she stepped to the table, her cotton house dress did nothing to hide the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra, her tits swaying as she took the few steps to the table. When she sat down opposite me its top, with the first three buttons undone, gaped open to reveal a glimpse of her tits as they hung there, invitingly. Just seeing that sight made me begin to engorge and I could feel my penis rise off of the chair seat.
"What are your plans for today, Mom?" I asked.
"Oh, not much. I need to go out for a bit, and I think your aunt is coming by after lunch," she replied.
"So I should get dressed before she comes over?" I asked.
"No, I doubt that's necessary. She changed your diapers and bathed you many a time when you were little," Mom corrected. "When she calls, I'll check with her to make sure it's not a problem, though, OK?"
"Sure," I replied.
"Do you mind going without clothes?" Mom asked.
"No, not really. I'm beginning to enjoy it," I answered as I stood up from the table. Mom's eyes stopped at my partial erection.
"Oh, I see you are," she chuckled. Finished with my cereal, I rinsed the bowl out, put it in the dishwasher, and headed downstairs to the den to watch some TV. Later I heard Mom call, "I'll be back in a little while." Sitting there thinking about things, I began to get another erection.
It just popped up suddenly and I figured, "What the hell, might as well enjoy it," as I wrapped my fist around it and began to slowly stroke it, planning for a nice, unhurried, leisurely wank as I watched mental images of Valerie, Denise, and Becky forcing me to eat them to orgasm the previous night. Looking back on it, they didn't have to force me, "I'd have done it willingly," I thought.
Sitting there totally absorbed in my wank, I apparently didn't even hear my sister Becky come down the steps and she walked in on me in midstroke. "Enjoying yourself, Joey?" she asked with more than a little sarcasm in her voice. "Do you just sit around naked now beating your meat whenever?"
"Mom told me not to dress, just to stay naked. It's kinda' nice. Maybe you should try it," I replied.
"Not today," Becky replied, "Maybe some other time." Coming over to sit next to me on the couch, she asked, "Didn't you get enough of that last night?" Though I'd stopped stroking, my fist was still wrapped around my penis.
"Actually, I was thinking about you and your friends sitting on my face. That's what got me going," I replied, matter of factly. She stood up, pulled down her shorts and panties together and kicked them off.
"You mean like this?" she asked as she swiveled her hips around, showing off her neatly trimmed, dark brown bush. I hadn't noticed it the night before in the dim light but she had it trimmed into a perfect 'V' pointing the way to her pussy like a road sign arrow might point you toward an entry ramp. Staring at that, about two feet from my face, sent me right over the top. Feeling my testicles tighten and my penis begin to pulse, I shot two healthy ropes of splooge onto my lower chest followed by a couple of smaller spurts that landed on my abdomen and some final dribbles on my hand as I continued to stroke slowly. "Feel better?" Becky asked as I stood up to go into the bathroom to wipe myself off. When I returned to the den I found Becky lying naked on the couch, her shorts, shirt, and bra in a little heap on the floor. "If you liked eating us so much last night, maybe you'd like some more?" she asked. "Watching you beat off made me want it, too." As I went to sit down, she dropped one foot to the floor while draping her other leg up on the back of the couch. "You want to eat some more pussy, Joey?" she asked. Up off the seat of the couch, I kneeled down on the floor and Becky put both legs around my neck, a thigh on each shoulder as she swiveled her body to offer up that perfect 'V' marking her target to me. I looked up at her and saw a funny little grin on her face. Her tits, which took after Mom's, flattened on her chest, each sagging slightly toward its side of her rib cage, a large areola floating, jiggling in the middle of each mound topped by nipples standing at the alert. I was getting hard again already.
Diving into her neat little brown muff with my nose, I began searching with my tongue, finding her lips, licking each one from front to back. Becky moaned very softly, under her breath to herself and I drove on, probing between her lips with my tongue, deeper and deeper with each trip from front to back, back to front, until it reached as deeply as it could into her warm, wet pussy. Using the leverage of her thighs on my shoulders, she was beginning to thrust her hips into my face as I licked. Searching forward I found her clit, circling it with my tongue repeatedly before wrapping my lips around it to suck on it gently. It seemed to get harder, larger between my lips as I sucked it, tongued it. Now she was moaning but there was nothing soft or under her breath about her moans. She began to buck her hips, shoving her pussy into my mouth so hard repeatedly that I had difficulty keeping my lips on her clit. Shaking suddenly then stiffening, she moaned loudly and crashed through her orgasm. I stopped sucking and just continued to lick her pussy gently until she came to an end. "Oh damn, Joey." she said as she swung her legs off my shoulders and put her feet on the floor on either side of me. "Stick that damn dick of yours in me, now!" she demanded. I raised myself up on my knees to reach that wet entry and slipped my penis inside. Sliding in easily, I began to thrust slowly but she reached and grabbed my ass in both hands urging me faster. Harder, I hammered her as she pulled on my ass with each stroke, slamming me into her. I could feel my testicles slapping the front of the couch cushion beneath her ass with each pounding of my penis into her pussy.