Obsessed with Cum - pt 2.
Required note: all characters are over the age of 18 and this is a work of fiction, as far as you know.
School was going better than I expected. My mind wasn't being run purely by my libido anymore. Now, instead, it was being used to come up with ways I wanted to use my sisters and mom. Over these last few weeks I'd found out more about my family than ever before. I suspected there was much more to find out though.
My thoughts drifted to mom. I wondered how she was doing with the taste of her daughter's pussy in her mouth all day long. I also wondered if anyone else could smell Aimee's pussy perfume I'd rubber all over her neck. Did anyone at the library notice?
While Aimee and Mom were gone, I'd gotten caught up on my school project. I'd also been watching some incest porn during breaks from school work. My door was wide open. I'd completely forgotten Jen was still home. My tryst with Aimee and Mom this morning had scrambled my brains too. Some of the video's I was watching were really graphic threesomes. I had my cock out and was stroking whenever I felt like I needed a break from my project. I didn't even have the volume down.
Aimee and mom got home around six. They'd apparently gone to the store after school and work to get some food for dinner. I had already wrapped up the school project and was just perusing some porn and some pictures I'd taken of my sisters. I was slowly jerking off to a lovely picture of Jens face with my dick in it when I heard the front door of the house open. I quickly closed the picture and put my dick back in my shorts. I spun my chair just in time to see Jens legs leaving my door. Was she watching? How much had she seen?
"We're home and making dinner. It should be ready in an hour!" Aimee's bubbly voice sang out.
I got up and walked to the living room. I snuck a peek into the kitchen as I walked by. Aimee had her booty shorts on and a pink t-shirt. Mom was in there helping. She still had on that flowing skirt and a dress shirt that I hoped was still unbuttoned low.
Jen was in the living room wearing pj's still. Apparently she never got dressed today. Her top was cute. It was a little midriff with spaghetti straps. She clearly wasn't wearing a bra.
I sat down next to her on the couch on the right.
"Anything good on?" I asked.
"No, all the movies are just explosions and all the shows are boring," Jen said as she continued to flip channels.
She went past a movie with a really hot actress and I tapped her leg with my hand to let her know to stop here.
She turned to look at me, paused, then clicked to the next channel.
I made a grab for the controller but she had anticipated it and jerked her hand away just in time. I waited a few seconds looking her in the eyes and then made another grab. She leaned back and held it out of range with a smile on her face. I leaned over her and made another attempt and she fell backwards on the couch to get away. I was basically on top of her scrambling to get the controller. Jen squeaked with laughter.
I continued my assault up her body to get to my controller prize. She stretched out with her arms which pulled her shirt up over the bottom of her tits. One nipple popped free of her shirt. It was begging to be touched but I was on a mission. I managed to slide further up and reached again. She had it just out of range. My chest was pressing up against her tits and my cock was getting hard and pushing into her crotch. She was squirming around laughing as I leaned forward to get her arm and then the controller. Both of her tits had popped out and were squashed against my chest. I could feel her hard nipples. It was impossible to not notice her nipples or my cock.
I almost forgot my goal of the controller as I pressed my cock into her crotch. Our loose clothes offered almost no resistance. I could hear her breathing change as I continued to press my cock up against her. I was rock hard and rubbing up and down. She'd spread her legs enough to make sure had access to hit all the right parts. I leaned my neck forward and bit her on the neck. Jen let out a moan and as she was lost in the mood I snatched the controller and sat up.
Jen had a look of horniness combined with confusion painted across her face. I just smiled and flipped it back to the hot actress on TV. Jen scrambled up and jumped on me, intent on getting her controller back.
She landed in my lap with her still bare tits slapping me in the face. Her crotch landed directly on my hardon, which she ground her ass down on. I held the controller up out of range and Jen bounced up and down reaching for it. It was distracting enough that I forgot about the controller too. Her amazing tits were bouncing up and down against my face and her ass kept landing on my cock. She eventually snatched the controller and rolled off me with a wicked smile.
She rolled her short shirt down which did nothing to cover her hard nipples. There was no position I could put my cock in to hide it, so I left it straight up, barely contained in my shorts. Jen smirked looking at my shorts.
Aimee shouted, "Dinner's ready!"
Jen got up first and shook her ass in my face before she headed to the table. I smacked her butt which she feigned pain from.
"Ouch," she smiled as she looked back.
I pulled the band down on my shorts and put my still hard dick in the band to hold it in place. I made sure it wouldn't fall out as I walked to the table.
Mom had the table set nicely. In the middle was a serving dish filled with chicken fettuccini alfredo. There was some garlic bread that was nice - warm and toasted too.
"Dig in!" mom said.
Aimee didn't need to be told twice. She grabbed the serving tools and dumped a healthy portion on her plate and swiped two pieces of bread. Jen went next. Mom then leaned over to get hers. She still had her buttoned down top on, which was really buttoned down, low. I had to do a double take to see if it was buttoned at all. When she leaned over the shirt hung low but didn't cover anything. And she'd taken off her bra at some point. Her big tits were swaying back and forth and her nipples were hard. She blatantly ignored my staring eyes as she scooped up some food. When she sat back down her shirt almost looked modest again despite the open line straight down the center.
I took a few seconds to gather my wits again. I had to stand up to reach the food. Sitting down and then standing up had moved my dick out of position but my shirt covered everything. I saw mom sneak a glance and was slightly disappointed that she didn't get to see anything.
The food was delicious. But watching mom eat it was another level. Have you ever seen a seductress eat pasta? I stopped eating just to watch her. Jen always seemed to pay attention to these interactions - almost like she was collecting data. She even started mimicking mom's movements and it worked. She got it down in no time. She had her tongue rolling around her fork, her lips accentuating every touch of the food, and little pleasant noises adding to the visual beauty.
Aimee didn't catch on. She was in her own world, as usual. She had the white sauce on her chin, on the side of her face, and god knows how but one line from the tip of her nose to her eyebrows. It almost looked like someone came all over her face. She had her infectious smile on her face though, lost in her love of the moment.
"This is delicious," I said. "You all did a great job!"
"It's our pleasure," mom said. I wasn't sure if she was talking about the food or her obvious enjoyment of her seduction.
Aimee smiled and said, "You're welcome!" and shoved another fork of food into her mouth.
Dinner wrapped up and I stepped up to do the dishes. Mom grabbed the leftovers and put them away. She bent over to get some containers in the bottom drawer and her skirt was just at that teasing angle where you know the good stuff is just an inch away but not quite there. I stared for a bit to see if gravity would reverse and it would fall up. It didn't.
She knew I was looking though and wiggled her ass as she 'struggled' to find the right container. She dropped all the way down with bent knees and hovered while looking. Then, she popped her legs straight with her ass out and head still in the bottom drawer. Her skirt jumped in the air and for a brief second I could see she was wearing no underwear. Then the skirt resettled and the prize was hidden.
I walked over to mom and knelt down behind her. I again took my nails and lightly scraped her ankles all the way up her legs. I trailed up her inner thighs towards her bare pussy but diverted and went up her ass. She gasped with pleasure at the attention. This time I ended by grabbing her hips and pulling her ass towards my face. I buried my tongue as deep in her cunt as I could. She tried to jump in surprise but I held her firm. I swirled my tongue around inside her and was rewarded with moans of pleasure.
I worked on her delicious pussy till she was leaking with her juices. Once she was nice and wet I stood up and pulled my cock out. I kept a hand pressed on her lower back, letting her know not to move. I grabbed my cock and slid it right up against her soaked pussy. I slid back and forth straight past her opening and bumping her clit. I wanted to make sure my cock was nice and covered with her juices.
I took a step back and with her ass bare, smacked her hard, leaving a lovely hand print. This always seemed to set her off and again she started shaking and tightened her legs together. Her inner legs were soaked. I rubbed her ass as she shook and then turned back towards the dishes.
I called Jen in, "Jen, can you come and help wash this off please?"
Jen walked into the kitchen with mom breathing fast holding herself up on the counter. She walked passed mom and stood next to me looking for the dish. I turned towards her, dick hard and soaked with mom's juices.
"I need this cleaned, Jen," I said.
She stared at my raging cock and without even looking at mom, sank to her knees.
She started to reach up but I tapped her hands away. She understood. She opened her mouth and leaned forward. My already wet cock slid into her mouth. Mom had turned around to watch and was transfixed by her daughter sucking her son's dick with her own pussy juice coating it. Jen swirled her tongue around my cock and she quickly realized why my dick needed cleaning. She pulled all the way back and went all the way down to the base of my cock, making sure she cleaned the whole thing.
