As I got up to leave the kitchen table I looked back at mom. She continued to lick and slurp my remaining cum from the kitchen floor. I know that she was very turned on and wanted me to fuck her, but I had a better plan in mind.
After my second shower of the morning I quickly got dressed and headed out towards the door. As I passed by mom's door I could hear her loud moans coming from within her bedroom walls. I was tempted to go in and watch but I resisted.
I had big plans for Vicky's (my older sister)arrival later in the evening and I had to pick up a few things. My first stop was to the florist near our house. I ran in and picked out a dozen red roses for mom. I figured she earned them for the humiliation that I put her through. I snuck back inside and arranged them in a vase in her room as she showered. I left a short note that read, "I love you"...Bobby. Before I left again I opened her night stand drawer and saw the open diary. The lock must've broke or perhaps she lost the key. I quickly turned to the day's events. What I read blew my mind.
"god....Bobby drove me completely crazy today....everything was perfect. My wildest fantasy has come true. I want to fuck my son so bad. He controls me just like his father used to". I closed and replaced the diary and smiled to myself as I left again to get something else that I would hopefully be using later.
I arrived back home about an hour later to find the house was empty. There was a note on my door that said, "thank you for the flowers and thank you for an exciting morning. I love you sooo much"....Mom p.s. I had to run out to pick up something else for dinner tonight. No, it isn't syrup!"
The rest of the day was uneventful. Mom and I stayed away of one another. I worked outside and she was busy inside doing chores. I did come in around 4:00 to check the time and to grab some water. Mom was in the kitchen washing veggies in the sink. She was wearing loose fitting baggy shorts with a no thrills pink t-shirt.
As I stood next to her I scooped out a small icecube out of my glass and as I distracted her by pointing out the kitchen window I reached across her body and slipped a small piece of ice into her shorts and inside of her panties. She screamed as I laughed.
She yelled, "Bobbie Joseph that is cold and I can't find it to pull it out."
"Here mom let me try to help". I ran my cupped hand over the outside of her shorts searching for a lump of ice. Once I found near the top of her pussy mound instead of reaching in and pulling it out I decided to push it lower with my thumb until I was sure that it was at the entrance of her pussy. I pressed my palm against her pussy...pushing the ice deep inside of her. She just stood there gripping my arm with her hands trying to pull me away. I covered her mouth with mine and we french kissed while I continued to press against her pussy. Once I figured the ice was completely melted I kissed her on the cheek and escaped out the back door.
Right at 6 p.m. and surprisingly on time my 26 yr old sister arrived. Vicky was a free spirit you might say. She was only 6 yrs older than me and had never attended college. She had been married and divorced twice. Luckily she didn't have any children to care for. In my mother's opinion she could barely care for herself. She looked a lot like mom but that is where there similarities stopped. Mom always dressed conversative and Vicky always dressed provocative.
I used to call my big sister, "the tease" to my buddies who had crushes on her. She was a C cup and loved to wear tight shirts and loose v-neck blouses. She was about 5'6 and about 125lbs with an awesome ass. She used to tease me in the summertime by the pool by asking me to rub lotion on the back of her legs. I would often sit there rubbing as if in a day dream looking at her ass.
Mom and Vicky disagreed about everything especially Vicky's choice in men. Vicky couldn't stand mom and the only reason that she came over was to see me. Though she didn't like mom's lectures she did endure them to be polite especially around me.
As I came downstairs to dinner I couldn't believe that they were actually sitting down at the table talking while waiting for me. I had to have another shower after all of the yard work. I also chose not to wear a shirt to dinner....just a pair of black shorts. I wanted Vicky to appreciate my 6 pack abs. By the look of her stare I would say that it worked. Mom was already dressed in her "don't touch me...up to the neck down to the toes robe". You might say that she was in for the night.
Mom could barely look me in the eyes when she told me to at least wear a shirt to dinner. I told her that I could borrow half of her robe and that she would still have enough. Vicky just laughed as she took a bite of spaghetti.
Vicky looked over at me and said, "so sport who's the girl these days".
I laughed and said, "there is only mom in my life. I don't have time for a girl with football and studies".
Vicky laughed and said, "oh, my cute 20 yr old virgin brother".
I quickly shot back and said, "hardly".
Mom looked at Vicky and said, "stop teasing him...he knows what he's doing....unlike you"!
Vicky was silent for a second before looking at me to ask...."so what was your last date like bro"?
Well..."my dear sister we watched a movie and had a nice dinner".
Vicky retorted, "You see Mom no sex that isn't normal. You should be all over the girls or by the way you look they should be all over you".
Vicky then dropped the million dollar question. "Did you fuck her"?
Vicky!!!! Mom shouted, "watch your mouth at the table."
I was not going to let my sister get all of the shock value so I said, "no I didn't fuck her but I ate her pussy until she had 3 orgasms".
Mom turned red and said, "let's please stop this".
"So, 3 orgasms what's your technique bro?"
"My technique? It's too hard to explain but I'm willing to show you".
Vicky looked disgusted and said, "hold on my little brother you can't handle this pussy as she looked downwards".
Mom pushed herself away from the table and placed her dishes in the sink. She didn't say a word as she left the room to go upstairs. Vicky and I finished clearing the table before retiring to the couch in the living room.
Vicky noticed that the dinner conversation had an effect on me. She looked at my shorts and said, "my BIG little brother had a little too much conversation".
As we sat down to watch some Sat. Night Live Vicky said that she wanted to go change into some comfortable pjs. In the meantime mom came back downstairs with a throw blanket and a pillow for the couch. The couch was Vicky's bed for the night. I asked mom if she would like to stay up for SNL. She politely rejected the offer saying with a smile that she had a tiring day. I knew what she meant.
Before she bent down to kiss me goodnight she unzipped the front zipper on her robe down to her mid-torso exposing her ample breasts to my hungry eyes. Her nipples were hard as rocks. Before she kissed me she whispered for me to come up and tuck her in. I resisted saying, "no I don't want Vicky left alone she needs to talk". I looked around the room real quick before pushing my head inside of her open robe to take her right nipple into my mouth. My right hand traveled under her robe up between her thighs to her panties. I moved her panties aside with my fingers and quickly rubbed along the lips attempting to find the entrance. She was already soaking wet. I was sucking and bitting her nipple and about to finger-fuck the hell out of her when I heard the bathroom door down the hall open. Mom quickly zipped up and headed upstairs.
Vicky came into the family room wearing a white v-neck t-shirt that came down to her upper thigh region. I pretended not to notice, but I had to pull the blanket over my crotch. Vicky plopped down onto the couch under the blanket right next to me.
"Did the wicked bitch go to bed"?, Vicky asked.
"I think so", I remarked, "or maybe she's upstairs with a dildo thinking about our dinner conversation".
Vicky looked at me and laughed. I looked over at Vicky just a foot away and tried to lean over a little to get a better view down her shirt. Vicky looked at where my eyes were focused and asked if I were enjoying the view.
I told her that I was as I snapped back upright. I then apologize for our dinner conversation especially the part about eating pussy.
Vicky laughed and said that it would take a lot more than that to embarrass her and then she said, "Oh, and another thing Bobby....you still won't get to eat this pussy" as she folded her hands in her lap.
I was shocked that she said that but at the same time aroused that my sister said pussy.
Vicky was still steaming over her relationship with mom and said, "some day she will regret the way she treats me being so judgmental".
"How about that day being tomorrow?", I asked.
Vicky was very curious about what I meant. So as I had planned told her about the events earlier in the day.
As I started to described how it all unfolded I quickly pulled back a little and told her that she had to do something for me in exchange.