Hey reader! This is the 4th chapter of the series I'm working on and while I think each chapter can be read on its own; reading the preceding chapters should provide more context. Hope you enjoy.
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The Saturday morning sun crept through the small basement window and focused its light directly on Chris's face. He stretched his still tired muscles and discovered he was actually pretty sore. The previous night replayed in his mind. What started out as a planned solo night (admittedly one where Chris decided he was going to use his sisters panties to get off) turned in to a night of family revelations. First, while using his oldest sister Lena's dirty volleyball clothes to jack off, the middle sibling between Lena and Chris, Abby; caught him in the act and then joined in the fun. That alone would have been enough for Chris but then he found out his two sisters had a physically intimate relationship for almost an entire year. The night progressed with Lena talking Chris through the next step and her swallowing her brothers third load of the night.
The siblings finally capped the night off with Abby devouring their sisters pussy while finger fucking her own hole to orgasm, all while Chris exploded into Abby's cotton panties.
It was a lot to process and Chris had to recharge his mind and body. Going through the prior night, Chris felt his cock start to stir.
"There's absolutely no way I can jerk off right now" Chris said out loud to himself as if he was trying to convince his penis to stay flaccid. His cock ached from over use as he stumbled towards the same bathroom where everything started the night before.
He closed the door behind him and turned the faucet on and began to brush his teeth.
"Yoo-hoo, Chrissy!" Chris heard his mom's voice bounce off the stairwell and basement walls. He couldn't yell loud enough with toothpaste in his mouth so he decided to walk out of the bathroom and let his mom know he was awake but getting ready. Chris didn't hesitate to walk out shirtless in just his basketball shorts. 24 hours ago his shyness probably keeps him in the bathroom; but he had a new confidence about him.
Chris's mom got to the bottom of the stairs as Chris came into view with his toothbrush firmly planted in his mouth. He mumbled and mimed the equivalent of, "hey mom; I'm getting ready now but will chat when I'm done".
Tricia nodded and with her warm motherly smile, focused intently on Chris's torso and legs. She began walking back upstairs and commented on how handsome her son looked. Chris puffed his chest out as he walked back to the bathroom. He spit the toothpaste out and rinsed his mouth with mouthwash; slightly regretting not being able to keep tasting his sisters on his lips and tongue. Chris continued his routine and kept thinking about both Abby and Lena.
As Chris hopped in the shower, he closed the curtain behind him. He hadn't even lathered with soap before he heard a knock.
"I'm sorry, Chrissy; I'm not looking I swear" Tricia didn't wait for a response before she opened the door. She poked her head in and began talking to Chris as if he wasn't completely naked. "I almost forgot to tell you. Your dad and I saw the Harrison's last night. They told us how excited they were to hear about your upcoming college classes"
Tricia's Midwestern accent bounced off the porcelain and tile. Chris couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation at hand.
"That's awesome, ma. Do you mind if we talk about it when I'm maybe not in the shower?" Chris said back
"Oh it's nothing I haven't seen. Besides, I'm your mom. You don't have to hide anything from me!" Her upbeat words left Chris speechless. What was she talking about? That was... oddly specific?
Chris heard the door close again and he played the conversation back in his head. He was worried he was now overly confident and that not every conversation a member of his family has with him, had to lead to sex.
Chris dried off and walked upstairs to his room; towel wrapped around his waist. As he got to the top stair he heard Abby's voice call out to him.
"Oooh la la. There he is!"
Chris panicked and nearly began sprinting to his room. Was Abby crazy? Their parents were home!
Chris got dressed and stayed in his room to buy some time. He sat on his computer and finished up a few things he has been working on when a knock interrupted him.
"Knock knock, it's me." Tricia again didn't wait for the permission to enter; but Chris didn't mind. He was always close with his mom. He was the baby of the family as she was the baby in hers. Being the youngest sibling and the only boy, Chris was often seen as the "favorite" and the one who was spoiled. Chris begged to differ but he always appreciated the bond he shared with his mom.
Tricia walked into Chris's room and sat on his bed while he turned his desk chair towards her.
"What's up" Chris asked.
As he turned towards her and saw his mother; he couldn't help but notice certain aspects of her he had glossed over before. He always knew his mother was objectively attractive and his friends never missed a chance to remind him of that fact.
She had gone for her usual jog that morning and she was in her black, form fitting leggings. Her top was athleisure wear as well; a matching thin quarter zip covering a thin white tank top that sat on her white sports bra; pushing her rather full breasts to form undeniably sexy cleavage. Chris had seen his mother in these kinds of outfits hundreds, if not thousands of times but for some reason his mouth began to water and the thought of her body raced through his mind. He tried hard to focus and act cool but his mother's 36D breasts were staring back at him. Tricia knew she wasn't a size 0 and that time and three children put a few miles on her body. She carried herself with confidence however and loved the way she looked, flaws and all.
"...hello? Chrissy.... Hey? Hi!" Tricia snapped her fingers as she noticed Chris's thousand yard stare. She couldn't quite confirm he was looking at her, but nonetheless she felt flattered.
"Sorry. Late night last night" Chris tried to cover up his staring issue.
"You need more sleep, baby. You're still growing after all. Need you to take advantage of your beauty sleep. You have hearts to break, after all." Tricia's voice naturally calmed Chris and she continued talking to her son.
"Would you want to come to a work banquet with me tonight? I know hanging out with your mom on a Saturday night isn't your first choice so I understand if you would rather not. I know you have that thing at the Harrisons today"
Chris realized he offered to talk with a family friend who was curious about the application process to Chris's college and that day apparently was today. He didnt have any plans afterwards and always enjoyed his mother's company so he was happy to accompany her to the baquet.
"Damn. I forgot about the Harrisons." Chris's tone changed when it came to the banquet. "Are you sure you want to go with me to your banquet? Wouldnt you rather have dad go?"
"He's already going to be with Lena today. They have the volleyball tournament at Tech today and itll be going long Im sure"
"Well of course I'll go with you. Its been awhile since we hung out just us" Chris smiled at his mom.
Tricia stood up off the bed and grabbed Chris's head and gave him a long kiss on his forehead. Her cleavage was at eye level and Chris couldn't look away. Tricia broke of her kiss and held his face in her hands and smiled.
"So handsome. My Chrissy." Tricia kissed Chris on the cheek and let it linger for a seconds longer than anticipated and walked out. Chris's heart was beating and his cock stirred in his pants as he watched his mom walk out of his room. The shape of her body was hugged by the tight fitting clothes and the smell of Her body wash and lotion with the faint hint of sweat sent Chris into overdrive thinking about his own mother. A part of him thought how ridiculous he was being and that not every member of his family was going to fuck him.
Still; his mind raced and he took a mental image of his mothers shapely ass leaving his room. He got on his knees and put his face to his sheets where his mom was sitting and he took in a big breath, hoping to catch a whiff of his mother's scent. He had a brief realization of what he was actually doing but he didn't stop. He could just barely make out a unique smell and it drove him wild. He was ready to take his cock out and stroke until he exploded but he was brought back to reality with Abby's voice coming from what sounded like the opposite side of the house.
"Chriiiiiiis. Chrissy. CHRIS. C'mere" Abby yelled
