It was January first and we woke up, that is me and my older sister, Kara, and came down the stairs. I'm David, I'm 18. Kara is 19 and going to college nearby. I'm a senior in high school but we're on a break right now until a week after the New Year.
Though I'm 18 and have a huge cock. I measured once and it's just under 11" long, which is longer than most porn stars, I guess. Mom (who's real name is Danielle, but we always called her Mom, of course) and Kara are both super hot ladies with black hair and brown eyes. Mom had EE breasts and was naturally sexy. She worked at a stressful office job. Kara's boobs are almost as big as Mom's and she inherited Mom's porn-star-like body. They were both sexy ladies who I jerked off thinking about often.
That day we came down the stairs and Mom was standing in the kitchen moving faster than I'd ever seen her in order to make us breakfast.
"Good Morning David and Kara," Mom said as she rushed around the kitchen grabbing eggs and bacon and throwing them in a skillet. She normally didn't cook those at the same time and I almost asked why she was acting strangely she said, "For my New Years' resolution this year, I decided to quit smoking."
"That's great Mom," Kara, my sister, said next to me. She came up to Mom and gave her a hug. I came up and wrapped my arms around both of them in a group hug, though I had no complaints about feeling my mother and sister's sexy bodies, even if only for a moment.
My cock got a bit hard while I was hugging them, and I may have "accidentally on purpose" rubbed my hardening dick against Kara's ass just a little bit. Kara gave me a funny look after we broke the hug but didn't say anything about it.
"I'm very proud of you Mom," I said with a huge smile on my face.
"Thanks," she said, and as she did she glanced down at the bulge in my pants. I cocked an eye at her at that but she quickly turned away and I wondered if that even happened as I walked into the dining room and took my place at the foot of the table.
A minute later, Kara came in and sat across from me, and then a moment after that, Mom came in and served all three of us some eggs, toast, and bacon before sitting down next to me on my side of the table.
"So," Kara asked between mouthfuls of bacon, "what made you want to quit smoking, Mom?"
Mom smiled, "Well, I'd been smoking for nearly ten years, since I got my job," we knew this already. It was actually mostly because that's when Dad suddenly left her for his secretary and moved to the other side of the country, but nobody mentioned that part, "And now I have a reason to do so. "I'm already really craving one, but I've heard that after three days it's less bad."
"I've heard that too," Kara said, though really we'd both been researching smoking ourselves in the hopes to talk to Mom about quitting and help extend her life, "and the best way to control your cravings is to replace your addiction with a more healthy one."
As Kara spoke, Mom ate all her food as if she was in fast-forward mode, it was very impressive but I could tell that Mom's cravings were just through the roof at that moment.
When she finished her plate only a few seconds later, Mom said, "Well, I asked for work off for the week so I don't think I can just throw myself into my work..." Mom seemed to search the room as she thought about what else she could do, "I like coffee but something tells me that drinking a cup of coffee every time I want a cigarette is probably more than my body can take." She started tapping the side of her plate with her fork in annoyed frustration.
"I mean instead of going for a cigarette," Kara explained, "you should do something healthier like write in a journal, or paint, or clean, something healthy and useful." Kara smiled with her beautiful and toothy grin as she said this. She had always enjoyed looking smart in front of our mother.
"Or if there's something fun you used to do before you started smoking, that might work too!" I suggested, mostly just trying to one-up my sister a little bit.
Mom considered this, glancing back and forth between the two of us. "Well, truthfully, I used to really like..." She trailed off and looked away from us, her beautiful face flushing red. She was obviously embarrassed by something.
"What is it, Mom?" Kara asked, looking concerned.
Mom turned back, and sighed, "Over these next three days, I'm going to need both of your help." She explained.
"I feel like you are changing the subject," I said to Mom, giving her a funny look for being dismissive about this.
"Just promise me you'll help me," she said.
"Yeah, Mom whatever you need," I said.
"Sure, I'll help too," Kara said.
"Well," Mom said and gulped before going on, "I used to really like sex a lot."
Kara gasped and my jaw dropped open,
was Mom saying what I think she's saying?
I thought to myself.
Mom continued, "I guess after your father left me, I turned to smoking to help with my own sexual frustration. It was a very trying time."
"We remember Mom," Kara said and I nodded in agreement. We had to get a new house, among other things. Though I could tell we were both still a bit nervous about what Mom was about to ask from us, we had sympathy for our mother.
Mom was silent for a moment, thinking about something. After she explained, "Orgasms, that's the answer." Kara gasped again, and I didn't react with my face but my cock got very hard in my pants right then. Thankfully, everything below my midsection was blocked by the dining room table. "I have a vibrator, I'm going to go and give myself an orgasm." And she stood up and began to walk out of the room but then turned back and said "sorry for being so open about this, I have to work out this addiction, and thank you for helping me with it." As she turned away again I couldn't help but admire my mother's perfect ass as it was gripped tightly by her yoga pants.
Kara and I didn't look at each other as we heard Mom walk through the upstairs hallway to her room. Mom didn't start moaning or anything, at least not loud enough for us to hear, but we both heard the distinctive sound of her vibrator as she turned it on and started using it on herself. My cock throbbed hard in my pants as I thought about what my own mother was doing upstairs.
"Um, I don't think I should be listening to this," Kara said after a few minutes of hearing our mother fuck herself upstairs, as my sister stood up. As she did I saw right away there was a very wet patch on the crotch of her jeans, making it obvious that she was as horny as I was. She must have noticed the horny and shocked expression on my face from noticing that she was so wet and sat back down again, "Um, never mind..." she admitted as she looked away from me and we both listened to Mom's vibrations together.
"Mmmmm," we both heard Mom moan as she orgasmed on her plastic masturbation tool. But then, about a minute later, we heard her say, "Oh fuck!" In frustration, as she then stormed angrily out of her room in frustration.
She came down the stairs and back into the room. She was only wearing a silk, partially see-through robe, that I'd never seen her wear before so I didn't even know she had it. Through it, I could see her large areolas and glistening pussy just barely. But it was enough for my already rock hard cock to jerk like an angry bull in my pants. I was glad again that the table was covering my crotch once again, but I could do nothing but gawk at my sexy mother's body as she stood in front of us.
"Did that help?" Kara said, sympathetically, ignoring our mother's appearance as she stood with her hands on her hips, not even trying to cover up what her robe was revealing to us.
"NO!" Mom shouted, but then took a breath and calmed down...slightly, "I mean, okay, it helped while it was happening, but after I had an orgasm I only wanted a cigarette so much more! I even sucked all my pussy juice off my vibrator in the hopes that it would help with the oral fixation but it didn't help! It's just not the same as a real cock!...I mean, um, cigarette..." She added when she realized what she said at the end, but didn't seem embarrassed at all about what she had just admitted. That craving for cigarettes seemed to be keeping Mom from censoring herself in any way.
Of course, picturing Mom sucking her vibrator, which was just the same size and shape of my cock in my mind, was making me far too horny and I decided it was time for me to excuse myself and go take care of my cock in my room, "Um, I have to go." I said as I pushed my chair away from the table. Not realizing that this would reveal that I had a huge tent in my sweatpants caused by my huge, hard cock, revealing it to both my sister and mother caused them both to gasp.
"Wait!" Mom shouted, leaning over and putting a hand on my shoulder to stop me from standing up. As she leaned over, her robe fell open giving me a perfect view of her bare EE tits. "Answer me honestly, Dave," she said, totally ignoring my horny look, "were you about to go upstairs to jerk off?"
The question took me completely off guard, despite what that morning's conversation had been about. "What? I mean, uh..." I murmured.
"That's a 'yes,'" Kara said, giving me an amused look, even though she had basically been about to do the same thing when she was listening to Mom use her vibrator earlier, so I knew I wasn't the only pervert in the family at least.
