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CHAPTER 8

Shawn was utterly exhausted, mentally and physically. He'd blindfolded, gagged, and tied Peggy up, and, to top it off, gave her a thorough spanking. He wasn't the kind of person to really hurt someone, but he was so worked up from what she did to him that he spanked her as hard as he could bear to.

Peggy clearly loved it, and she came more times than he could count. It seemed like one continuous orgasm for her. He frigged her during the spanking, but surprisingly he himself didn't get aroused. He was still too shocked from the whole "Esther" experience. And even though she again offered every sexual thing she could think up to please him short of outright fucking, he turned them all down.

He walked home in a complete daze. He still didn't know what to think about what Peggy did. Was it fiendishly brilliant fun? Or intolerably mean and cruel? Perhaps both? And what did it say about Peggy's personality? He wanted to sleep on it. Halfway home, the thought struck him that "Esther's" voice sounded too different to have been made by Peggy. That greatly puzzled him the rest of the way home. He resolved to ask Peggy about it the first chance he got. Further on, it occurred to him that he'd never checked the closet to see if Esther was there. That got him so curious that he wanted to call Peggy right away, but he realized that despite all they'd been through, he didn't know her telephone number.

When he arrived home he wanted to do only one thing, and that was immediately take a huge nap. He was actually afraid that Vel would waylay him and demand to suck him off.

But to his surprise, Vel greeted him dressed conservatively, relatively speaking. She wore a yellow terry cloth bath robe, which in and of itself was hardly cause for alarm, but she actually had it tightly wrapped around her. He couldn't even see any cleavage. He figured that if Vel didn't want to share the bounty of her chest with him, something had to be very askew.

Oh no. Here we go again, he thought. What now? Just when you think things can't possibly get any stranger, they go and get stranger yet again. What is going to happen? Did someone get busted breaking the rules again? Did father call?

"Hi Tiger," Vel said happily enough. "Don’t worry; you’re not in trouble or anything. You noticed the way I'm covered up. I'm sorry, but I just want to cool things off for a little bit, okay? I think we all need to cool things off after this morning. Not to mention last night."

"Umm, okay." In truth, Shawn was so worn out from so much sexual stimulation lately that he greatly welcomed some cooling off. The spanking had somehow both driven him to new heights of pleasure and turned him off to sex for a while.

Vel, totally unaware of his experiences at school that day, explained, "It’s just that, I’m wondering where all of this is going. I’m wondering what the long-term effects of all this sexual activity will have on all of us. So we’re all going to go see a psychiatrist about it. She’s an old friend of Cheese’s. Very understanding and professional, I’m told."

Vel explained everything else she knew to Shawn. He had no idea what to make of it, but his brain reeled at the mention of the psychiatrist. He had to cradle his head in his hands because he thought he just couldn't take any more new developments. He had a very, very bad gut feeling about it. All the sexual activity in the Chen house had taken place in a complete cocoon from the outside world; to let any outsiders in on anything could be complete disaster.

"…So until the psychiatrist sees us, I think we need to keep things cool a bit," Vel said as she finished the explanation. Shawn was upset when she said the appointment would be on Friday because he had some big tests at school, plus an appointment with Caelist in the afternoon. But they figured out that he could take a second car to the appointment after the end of his last period with a test, Peggy's class, and he could reschedule Caelist for Monday. It would be cutting it close to have everything ready before he had to leave for the Boy Scout trip that evening, but it was doable. Shawn grumbled and raised some objections, but in the end he didn't find any way out. He could have discussed it more, but he didn't want to think. He just wanted to sleep and mentally process it all later.

At one point, Vel told him, "Don’t worry. I know what you’re thinking - that maybe everything will change. But Cheese has already talked to the doctor and she understands your medical need for stimulation. I'm not going to stop helping you that way, no matter what she says. But I just am afraid of things going too far. I mean, I get urges that I think would shock you. It has to change."

Even as she mentioned her urges, those urges started to resurface again. She was naked under the robe, naturally, and the feeling of the terry cloth rubbing against her nipples felt like Shawn pulling on her boobs. It was all she could do to keep calm and keep the robe closed until the discussion was over.

After some more chitchat Shawn gladly retired to his room. Despite his mother's assurances, he was afraid everything would in fact change, or at the least, it would dash his hopes of sleeping with her. Again, he often failed to read between the lines or detect signs of her arousal.

He slept a long time. After his nap, he sought out Cheese. He had all kinds of things he wanted to discuss. First on the list was his worry that he was slowly turning into an arrogant asshole, some kind of cruel "master." Second, he wanted to discuss his concern that he was losing touch with the mundane, nonsexual world, and would soon drop out of school, drop out of his social life, and basically drop out of everything that didn't involve sex. Third, he wanted to discuss his spanking experience with Peggy and figure out what that meant. Finally, he wanted to discuss Vel's psychiatrist idea and what that could mean for their special family situation.

But he was unable to discuss any of it. Unbeknownst to him, Cheese was still in L.A., making arrangements to pull off the psychiatrist charade. He considered talking about some of this with his mother, and normally he would have, but these weren't normal times. He figured she was so heavily into her own weird mental trip with all her own sexual concerns that led to this psychiatrist idea, that he didn't want to burden her with even more problems.

So he went to talk to Joanna instead. The two of them commiserated in his room for a long time about Vel's psychiatrist plan. Joanna was as unhappy with the appointment idea as he was. She was very happy to have sex with her brother and didn't want someone to psychoanalyze her about it. Just like him, she realized they had a very unique and good thing going, and odds were the psychiatrist would rock the boat in a bad way.

But she pointed out to Shawn, "Hey, life goes on. For instance, no matter what happens at home, at school you still have Peggy, plus the cheerleaders are bound to just get wilder and wilder. I mean, I heard what a big success you were today with Esther, Candice, and Sera. They all rave about you. You're nearly guaranteed at least one good cheerleader fuck tomorrow. You can take your pick. And no one can prohibit you from being with Cheese. And then you have me. We may just have to keep sneaking around, but so what? You know how many guys would kill to be in your shoes? They should make a porno movie of your life!"

"Thanks, Little Sis. You know how to cheer me up. But I'm concerned about Mom. I don't want her to do something she doesn't want to do, but I thought she seemed so okay with everything lately. I'm puzzled."

"It's all going to work out. And here - I know another way to cheer you up." She unzipped his shorts. Afraid that Vel might hear, she whispered as she bent down, "It's the duty of your fuck toy to keep you happy."

She worked hard to give him a loving blow job. As it was the spur of the moment she didn't ask permission from Vel, but she also didn't ask for fear that Vel would say no, given her new mood.

Shawn had meant to talk to her about her disturbing, recent submissive comments, but the blow job felt too good to interrupt, and when it was over, he decided he was too emotionally weary to open up another can of worms. He looked forward to a talk with Cheese and a chance to settle some issues.

But before he could come, he heard the clicking of high heels until Vel stood outside his door. "Shawn, telephone for you."

Shawn was surprised. Few people called him much any more. "It's your friend Sean."

Shawn considered what to do: ignore the phone, answer the phone, or answer the phone while his sister continued to suck him off. He decided that he needed to make an effort at a social life and he couldn't concentrate or speak without breathing heavily if Joanna continued slurping on his penis, so he reluctantly ended the blow job.

He talked to Sean for a long time. When he was finally done, Joanna was gone.

For dinner, Vel tread a thin line between extremes by wearing something both sexy and conservative. Aware of Shawn’s love for costumes, she dressed up in a silky Japanese kimono that thoroughly covered most of her skin, even as it ably showed off her big tits.

But as much as she tried to take a "cool it down" approach, her body wasn't ready to always obey her brain. Not only was she addicted to Shawn’s cum, she was also now addicted to being naked or loosely dressed, and flaunted her body to Shawn at nearly every opportunity. The idea of going back to bras and panties all day long was completely absurd to her. She even disliked leaving the house because it meant she had to thoroughly dress up and put at least a bra on. She rarely wore panties outside the house now, if she was wore something that allowed her to hide that fact.

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Hui Shan came over for dinner as well. Now that she was Shawn's girlfriend, she hoped to be over at the Chen house even more than before. She and Shawn kissed for many long minutes after she walked in the door. Their kiss turned into an all-over body grope. Vel had to put a stop to it when Hui Shan undid Shawn's shorts. She pointed out that a blow job or hand job wasn't part of Shawn's official "getting of attention" method for her.

Hui Shan was in an infectious, bubbly mood. She still couldn't get over the fact that she was now Shawn's girlfriend. Vel tried to impress Hui Shan and the others with the seriousness of her concerns, but it was difficult to be severe and serious in the face of Hui Shan's enthusiasm. Vel said to her, "Now, Hui Shan, we have to sort of take a pause with Shawn."

Hui Shan asked, "Do you mean we should pause for air when sucking his thingy or pause for air during a big French kiss smooch?" She broke into laughter and Vel laughed with the others, though she didn't find it that funny.

Hui Shan steamrolled over Vel's worries. She said, "Vel, I'm so psyched to be a full member of the cocksucker club. Finally! But I have so much to learn from you guys. You were super awesome showing me how to lick his thingy last night, but how do you get him in the mood in the first place? I'm not good at all with that flirting stuff."

Vel was proud of her ability to get Shawn erect just about any time or any place. She was drawn in to the conversation, and soon began explaining in great detail the techniques she used. Joanna joined in and talked just as much. It was interesting for Shawn to hear. He didn't realize the deliberate thought and strategies behind their actions until they spelled it out clearly.

They talked a lot about clothing. Vel said, "Hui Shan, the key is what you wear, or, more importantly, what you don't wear. Now that you're one of Shawn's elite cocksuckers, and his official girlfriend to boot, no doubt you're going to find yourself naked quite often."

"Rad! I love being naked." She bent forward and listened more intently to one of her favorite subjects.

"We all noticed that. However, sometimes it's sexier not to be completely naked. Your mother was just talking to us about this yesterday and I think she was spot on. You know the saying that it's not the having, it's the getting. Well, it's kind of like that. It's sexy to reveal yourself bit by bit. That's why strip teases are so popular. So you don't have to always throw all your clothes off right away, even though we all know how much you love to do that. Remember now that our goal, and your goal, is to keep Shawn's penis hard all day long, so he can achieve his six times a day target and have his penis pleasured for hours upon end. There's nothing more important than that."

"So I should just walk around in only my miniskirt? Is that what you mean?"

"No, no, no. Not like that. The keys are flaunting your assets and variety. For instance, look at this kimono I'm wearing. This is a bit of a tough one, because look how caged my tits are."

Vel grabbed her tits and lifted them up several times. "You see? There's no way for them to escape, unfortunately. But there's more potential down below." She traced her hands along a high cut in the cloth that went up past her hip. "You see this here? I can use this to my advantage. Look what happens when I bend over."

Vel got out of her chair and bent down until her face nearly reached the seat of her chair. Her ass hung high up above the rest of her body.

"My ass is still thoroughly covered. But if I sway a little bit..." - she did so - "the cloth falls to the side and half my ass is exposed. And from where Shawn is sitting, he can not only see one completely naked ass cheek, but he can see my shy cunt peeking out too. Can't you, Tiger?"

Shawn spoke up from across the room. "As a matter of fact, I can. Not that I would be looking; that would be wrong." They all laughed.

Joanna added more advice. "So you see, Hui Shan, how wearing some clothes can be more sexy than just total nudity?" Hui Shan nodded. "Not only that, but there's something that isn't Mom's forte, as least not yet, and that's verbal innuendo. For instance, since Mom serves us dinner, it would be nice if, while she's bent over like that, she asks Shawn, 'Tiger, would you like something to eat? Some of your mother's pie for dessert, perhaps?'"

Hui Shan appeared confused by that, so Shawn pointed out, "Some of these things are clichés. A hair pie is another name for a hairy pussy. But hey, the funny thing is, they work every time. At least for me. Just like I could never get tired of this view Mom is still showing off."

Vel still wiggled her ass in Shawn's direction, but now she stood up. "Now Hui Shan, Shawn may say that he'd want to stare at my ass forever, but variety is the spice of life. You have to keep doing new things. Don't stay in one position too long. Remember that you always have lots of tough competition for his visual attention, in the form of Joanna, Cheese, or whoever else is around. Keep an eye on his package. His dong. His willie. I'm learning lots of new names. See how hard it is. Half the time it's out of his shorts anyways, and then you can really keep an eye, or even better, a hand, on it while you flaunt your body. And another thing. I may not be good at double meanings, but one thing I've learned is that it's good to play the innocent. For instance, if I bend over like I was before" - she did it again - "it turns men on even more if they think the display is accidental."

Hui Shan asked, "But how can we do that when Shawn knows we're all a bunch of horny nymphos who are dying to get our hands or mouth on his thingy at all hours of day or night?"

"Good point. That is a problem. You have to be more creative. Like right now, we're pretty much pretending Shawn isn't here. That can be sexy. It makes it seem as if he's a fly on a wall, like a guy peeking through a hole into a shower or something. Actually, as an aside, that's a good idea. Angel, don't you think we should drill a hole into the wall so Shawn can spy on us when we're showering?"

Joanna's eyes lit up. "Oooh. Excellent! Even if he didn't use it much, I know it would get me all hot and bothered every time I showered, just thinking that he might be watching. Unfortunately his room is across the hall from the bathroom."

"Hrm. Let's think about that. I'm sure we can come up with something. ... Where was I? Oh yes. Knowing that something isn't completely real doesn't take away the fun. For instance, if I dressed up as an innocent school girl and protested loudly while Shawn took advantage of me, I bet that would turn him on."

"You know it would!" Shawn agreed. "This whole lesson is such a turn on. Not that I'm here." They giggled at that.

Joanna chimed in, "We're lucky that Shawn loves role playing. We all love role playing. So, really, the sky's the limit. You saw the fashion show. Dress up as a nun or, I dunno, an astronaut. The key is creativity. Don't get in a rut and do the same thing over and over. Be creative."

Hui Shan nodded. "M'kay. This looks like fun, but it's also so tough. Why not just get totally naked and fuck? Wouldn't that be even more fun, and a lot easier?"

"Sometimes, yes," Vel conceded. "But Shawn has a flair for drama. We all do here. It seems to run in the family. You have to compare the 'brute force' method with creativity."

Shawn thought again about his spanking experience with Peggy. He pondered brute force with creativity and decided that, at least for the time being, he preferred brute force, at least until he recovered from that bout of Peggy's creativity. But he was happy that at least his energy and libido had revived after his extended nap.

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Vel continued, "Remember what I was saying before, how an accidental display can be more fun. It's also fun to act like you're being forced to do something. Here. Let me demonstrate." After some fussing about, Vel managed to open her kimono so she was topless. She stood there and said, "Hui Shan, you can see how showing my tits off gets Shawn excited. Look. His eyes are glued to my chest. That's good. But watch this."

Vel put on a tormented expression. "Oh no! What happened to my shirt? Where did it go? Here we are in the middle of a crowded and fancy restaurant and my shirt has ripped completely open and fallen to the floor! What'll I do? This is so embarrassing! Somebody help me! Doesn't someone have something I can wear? No?"

Vel put her hands near her chest in a protective gesture, but in fact, purposely, her hands didn't cover up her tits in any way whatsoever. She wiggled her whole body as if in great agitation. "Look at how everyone is staring. Please, don't stare! It's not my fault. I was just wearing a sexy top, but when my nipples got hard, the straining fabric ripped open like tissue paper. Oh dear. Look. People are taking pictures! Shawn, please! Help your mother! Quick. Come here and cover my tits with your hands! They're all staring at your mommy's big tits!"

Shawn was so inspired that he got up and put his hands on her tits. He didn't cover them up so much as tweak her nipples. He was a sucker for role plays and immediately got into the spirit of this one. He asked with grave concern, "But Mom, don't you think all the people in this restaurant will find it strange that a son is touching his mother's big tits?"

"Oh, you're right. Let's not let them think you're my son, then. Quick. Kiss me on the lips so people will think I'm your girlfriend." The two of them locked lips for a couple minutes while he continued to pull on her tits. Meanwhile, she slipped a hand inside his shorts.

When Shawn broke away from the kissing, he looked around at the pretend audience in the pretend restaurant and commented with mock doubt, "I don't know, Mom. They're not buying it. They're still staring. They still think you're my mother because you're older. Not to mention the fact that you mentioned that you're my mom a couple of times."

"Dear me." She unzipped his shorts. She announced in a loud voice to their imaginary crowd, "If I'm his mother, would I do this?" She jacked off his penis openly now instead of inside his shorts and she used two hands instead of one. "I'm just his girlfriend. One of many!" She squealed in delight at that thought, at the idea of being a member of what was essentially his growing harem. "He can have an older girlfriend, can't he? Would his own mother jack him off so eagerly? Or do I need to suck him off to convince you all?"

They could have kept going in this manner, but, in a sense, she was too successful. She bent down to take his penis in her gaping mouth, but Shawn had to stop her and pull away before she made him cum. Hui Shan and Joanna clapped at Vel's expert performance. Vel took a prolonged bow, which she used as an excuse to flaunt her swaying tits even more.

Vel finished with a few lessons for Hui Shan. "See how effective that was? Note that the fantasy doesn't have to make sense. Of course that would have never happened in real life. But look at how much more aroused Shawn is than he'd been just by flashing my tits. He literally couldn't help but come over here and explore my body after the way I enticed him. Not only that, but it got me so hot, too, that my whole body feels like it's burning up, even now. I imagine being naked in front of a crowd of people in a crowded restaurant, and my Tiger ravages me like a feral beast..."

She closed her eyes and drifted off into a mental continuation of her fantasy. Her concerns and her desire to see the psychiatrist completely escaped her mind, at least for the moment.

Hui Shan was very impressed with all of this, but Joanna was secretly miffed at just how good her mother was getting at arousing Shawn.

The teasing lessons continued through the rest of dinner and beyond. Joanna and Vel flaunted their body every way they knew how as they demonstrated more methods to Hui Shan. It kept Shawn so aroused that he found it hard to eat, even without being jacked off at the same time.

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CHAPTER 9

They continued to sit and relax at the dinner table, and the conversation drifted to different topics. Things cooled down for a while.

They ate chocolate chip cookies for dessert and Shawn ran out of milk. Since Hui Shan was already in the kitchen to get something else, he asked her, "Hui Shan, could you get me another glass of milk?"

"M'kay!" Hui Shan went to the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk. She recalled Joanna's advice to be creative and came up with an idea.

She held the carton up high and said loudly, "Shawn, I changed my mind. If you want the milk, you're going to have to come over here."

Everyone was surprised at that, not least of all, Shawn. He was being treated like a king in all things at home, not just sexual things. No one ever asked him any more to do things like wash the dishes, vacuum, or clean the bathroom. He tried not to act spoiled and still help out as he'd done before, but it was hard not to give in to laziness, especially since he didn't seem to have even enough time to do his homework any more. Sexual things took up nearly all his free time, especially in the last week or two.

So her words were somewhat shocking. But Shawn, the polite guy that he was, just said, "You're right. I shouldn't be so lazy." He again thought about his new resolution to be more humble, stood up, and walked to her.

Hui Shan, meanwhile, whipped her miniskirt off and was nude in seconds. Then she quickly took the milk carton, raised it over her head, and poured it down her chest. As he closed the distance to her, she turned her back to him and poured more of it over her shoulder and down her back side. She giggled and said, "Shawn, if you want some milk, you'll have to lick it up yourself!"

Shawn was impressed. "Now that's creativity, Hui Shan! What a turn on." He closed the distance and chose to attack her back, since that was the first thing he could reach. He planted his tongue at the base of her back and licked at the rivulets that rolled down her supple, soft backside. Hui Shan continued to pour more milk out of the carton, but slowly now, so it wouldn't run out any time soon.

Shawn asked, "Aims, is your ass crack clean?" Shawn had never called Hui Shan "Aims" before, but he wanted a nickname now that she was officially his girlfriend.

She took it in stride and without comment, as if he'd always called her that. "Sure. I keep it clean all the time just in case you want to go in there."

"Good." Shawn moved down to her ass and pussy and licked there. He paused to say, "I probably should say something witty about pussies and licking milk, but I'm too busy to think." He dove back in.

They soon ended up on the floor. Luckily the kitchen floor was tiled instead of carpeted, or Hui Shan's idea wouldn't have been very practical. Much of the milk was now in puddles beneath them, but Hui Shan was still soaked and coated in white.

Shawn could have explored and tasted her whole body, but he concentrated on the back side leading to her pussy. He took the milk carton from Hui Shan's hand and poured the milk directly onto her ass, then lapped it up as it flowed down into her ass crack and flooded her wet pussy. Hui Shan was soaked in her own juices now, and the taste of her cum and the milk mingled together in Shawn's mouth.

The sight was not lost on Joanna and Vel. The two of them stood up and walked over to get a better view. They were terribly excited by it all, especially Vel. She thought, Damn that Hui Shan. I should have thought of this. Oh, milk! Milk makes me so hot! I want Shawn to lick MY milk. I want him to suck on my tits and drain my nipples. I want to be covered in milk. My own breast milk. I want to pour it all over me, and bathe in it, and have Shawn lick me everywhere. Oh God, Hui Shan, stop. This is turning me on too much! I'm supposed to be refraining from this kind of thing! The psychiatrist! I have to refrain until I can see the psychiatrist. I want to get down on my knees and lick Hui Shan dry, but that would be wrong. She's an innocent lamb. I can't, I can't do that. No. Wrong. Don't. No milk. Can't!

Vel's thoughts got shorter because she found it hard to think. Her heart pounded and her breath was ragged and short. Luckily, her tits were wobbling free after her restaurant demonstration, and attacked her tits so aggressively that it seemed as if she raped her own chest. She managed to pull one up to her mouth and suck on it, and soon all of her attention focused on that.

Meanwhile, Joanna was thinking and fantasizing, too. Fuckin' A! That's sexy. I wish I had thought of this. She's going to be tough competition. Not just a pushover. But what a body. I was just "shaving" her pussy earlier this afternoon and now I don't know what I'm allowed to do. What'll Mom think if I get down and join Shawn in the Hui Shan milk bath? Mom was just saying we have to be restrained, but Hui Shan certainly doesn't look restrained. I totally should take a spot on her back. Or better yet, flip her over and I'll get her tits while Shawn works more directly on the cunt. Yes! No. Better: have Mom lick the cunt while I do the tits. I want to see Mom lick a cunt. But then where's Shawn? Let Shawn lie underneath Hui Shan and fuck her cunt from behind, while Mom licks it from the front! And we'll pour more milk over her the whole time! Yes! Fuck yes! Lick it, Shawn, lick it!

But neither Vel nor Joanna's fantasies happened, at least not exactly as they'd imagined them. Vel vaguely recalled her desire for restraint until the psychiatrist's appointment, and contented herself by licking her own nipple. Joanna didn't want to do anything more to upset her mother, so she also merely played with her own breasts.

Vel, however, couldn't stand the sight any longer. It drove her wild with lust. She felt trapped and on fire inside her clothes, even though her kimono was off her chest. She either had to join in or flee. She chose flight. As she stepped over Hui Shan, she grabbed another carton of milk from the refrigerator and rushed out of the room, yelling, "Behave yourselves!" Her plan was to go to the upstairs bathtub and masturbate herself into oblivion while she poured milk all over herself and licked it off her own nipples. That's exactly what she did.

Joanna was delighted that Vel left, because that at least meant she could partially fulfill her vision and join in. She bent down on her knee and tapped Shawn on the shoulder. "Brother? Big Marble Column Brother? Wouldn't it be better if we turn her over?"

He stopped licking and looked up. Joanna was surprised to see his face soaked with milk. His T-shirt was soaked, too, as he'd forgotten to take it off. "What? Oh yeah. Turn over, Aims."

"Yes, sir." She turned over and spread her legs nice and wide. Joanna grabbed the last milk carton out of the refrigerator so they'd have more to pour on her.

Shawn spoke to his sister as he took his T-shirt off. "You know what's funny? I'm new to this whole pussy munching thing. I thought it was too gross. But thanks to chasing the milk down her crack, I found myself licking her pussy lips. Only in the last day or so have I been able to really check pussy licking out and get fully into it. And you know what? It's not bad. Not bad at all. Maybe it's just that milk is my favorite drink, but I could get used to this. Sis, after all your blow jobs I'm sorry to have neglected you. You should have insisted, and had me licking your pussy, like, weeks ago!"

He bent down and resumed his licking. Hui Shan moaned quite loudly.

Joanna was light-headed with lust as she imagined her brother eating her out. "We'll have to make up for that, big time, Brother!"

"Agreed, Vice-tight Little Sister. But first I want more milk. Aims, where would you like me to lick?"

"My boobies. Can you lick my boobs?"

Joanna answered, "Wait. Please let me do that? But Hui Shan, save most of the milk. Because then we're going to pour some on me. And then, wait! Even better. We're going to pour some on Big Power Pecker Brother, and find out how it feels to share a milk-flavored penis."

Hui Shan's eyes lit up. "Cool! That's the super amazingest idea ever! Shawn, I'm getting all tingly. Oh no. Oh! Oh! Oh! God!" Her legs flew about wildly as Shawn's tongue drove her into a powerful climax. She let out a high pitched squeal.

Sure enough, Hui Shan and Joanna did double up on Shawn's milk-drenched dick. It didn't stay milk-drenched for long, thanks to all their furious licking.

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Joanna naturally took the lead. After they'd licked for about a minute and butted heads once too often, she said, "Okay, Hui Shan, since you and I will doubtless be sharing Shawn's cock a lot in the future, let's get organized. As his sister and his favorite fuck toy, let me take charge. You follow my lead and try to stay out of my way."

"Awww. I wanna be Shawn's favorite fuck toy," Hui Shan said with a pout. "Shawn, when are you going to fuck me?"

Joanna snapped, "Hey. Keep licking. We don't question Shawn. He knows best. We just obey."

They both resumed licking while Shawn remained silent. Hui Shan obediently followed Joanna's lead, so there was no more jostling. For Shawn's pleasure and her own, she pressed a tit into one of Hui Shan's and soon the two of them had their racks pressed into each other in the most delightful ways. Joanna mumbled between licks, "Do you like what we're doing with your tits?"

Shawn enjoyed the dual licking too much to pay attention, so she repeated the question. That finally got the desired reply, "MY tits?"

"Yes. Your tits. Our bodies are here just to serve you. Isn't that right, Hui Shan?"

"Mmmm. Mmmm hmmm." Without stopping her fevered licking, Hui Shan managed to bring her tits up to Shawn' penis and rubbed her erect nipples along its length. Shawn moaned in delight; soon Joanna and Hui Shan periodically added that move to their repertoire.

After a couple minutes, Joanna took a short break and temporarily conceded all of Shawn's penis to Hui Shan. She said, "Hui Shan, remember that we are pussies. Both a pussy cat licking up milk, or cum cream, and just a plain pussy. A cunt. We are Shawn's cunts. Since you have his damned girlfriend title, you have to try to be the best mindless, cock-hungry cunt for him that you can be. That's your main job now."

"Mmmm hmmm." Hui Shan had taken Joanna's withdrawal as an opportunity to swallow Shawn's penis deep into her mouth. She was far too busy cocksucking to even say her favorite "M'kay."

Joanna grabbed the base of Shawn's penis and squeezed it. She scraped her fingernails across his scrotum, which caused him to involuntarily groan quite loudly. "That's right. Let's meow for Shawn, like good and obedient little pussies."

They said in unison, "Meow, meow, meow." Then they giggled and returned to licking and sucking.

Shawn placed a hand on Joanna's head and petted her as if she was a kitten. She mewled with pleasure and made sure he kept at it.

Shawn struggled mightily with all his control to stave off an orgasm, and he did remarkably well, considering all the varied sensations that constantly surprised his penis. But, eventually, he felt his balls tighten up and said, "I'm about to cum. I want to see the cum on both of your faces. Here it goes!"

So the two of them closed their eyes and mouths and pressed their cheeks together. Shawn held his penis and aimed it first at Joanna, then at Hui Shan, then back and forth until all the ropes had been shot. When he was done, he said, "Now, I want there to be peace between the two of you. No fighting. I want you to kiss and make up any bad feelings by licking the cum off of each other's faces."

Joanna looked up at him and smiled. "Good idea, Big Slappin' Sausage Brother. Hui Shan, you know how a dog marks his territory by going around and peeing on posts?"

"Yeah?"

"Shawn just did that to us. He's marking our faces with his cum. That tells everyone that we're his. Totally."

Hui Shan protested, "But I'm already totally his! I'm his eager pussy!"

"Sure, I know. But now you're his even more. In the spirit of cooperation, Hui Shan, let me tell you a little secret. Make sure you always lick Shawn's penis clean after he's given you a cum load. But it's a fun job, because the last drops of cum are the sweetest. So always give him one final suck." She gave a happy wink to a smiling Hui Shan.

Joanna went ahead and gave his penis a good tongue bath (while trying her best not to lose the cum droplets that clung to her face). Hui Shan desperately wished she was the one who got those last drops and she sighed sadly as she watched Joanna do it.

Once Joanna was done with that, she put her face close to Hui Shan's and the two of them got to work licking and kissing the cum off of each other's faces. Shawn slightly regretted his mutual cum licking idea, because the sight got him tremendously aroused and he didn't want to cum again so soon. He'd managed a particularly big load, and their faces simply dripped with his jism.

They went on and on for many minutes and eventually his penis responded. But his penis also hurt and he knew that if he had to pee it would be excruciating. He pushed his erection between his legs so the two of them couldn't see it and inspire him to further naughtiness that he would later regret.

It was hard to say who felt greater pleasure, because all of them were in high heaven by the time it was over. They lay on top of each other, heedless of the now large puddles of milk everywhere. There were a lot of jokes about Shawn's cream and much discussion about how fun it was to play with food. They brainstormed other foods to try out, but they were too exhausted to act on any of the ideas. They were a complete mess.

As Shawn lay there on the cold and wet kitchen floor, he thought about the things Joanna said in advising Hui Shan and her general attitude lately. She is such a total nympho. She takes this "favorite fuck toy" title so seriously. I don't understand it. I didn't know she had that side of her personality, but I guess sex brings out weird tendencies and fetishes in people. It seems to go beyond fantasizing and into a serious lifestyle for her. She literally likes to think of herself as a fuck toy. I really ought to tell her to stop but I gotta admit it's a real turn on. And naturally Hui Shan is completely amiable and amenable to her suggestions. Of course I don't want either of them to be a "mindless cunt," but damn it's fun to hear that, especially when both of them are gobbling up your penis at the same time. Wow.

But what could explain her thinking? What could cause her... Wait. I know what this reminds me of: harem scenes in old movies. You always get those scantily clad women in the I Dream of Jeanie type costumes fighting over access to the sultan. Even if they're captured slaves, they get seriously into it, trying to out do each other. That seems to be what's slowly becoming of the women I'm with. The catty fighting and the trying to be the best possible slave - that's just like some Arabian Nights movie. I guess that's human nature; to be the best. What I don't understand is how did her main goal become simply sexually pleasing me?

But what's weird is that Joanna is sometimes jealous of Hui Shan, and sometimes helping her, like she was with this dual blow job. Of course Hui Shan just does anything Sis tells her to do. I really should fuck Hui Shan soon. I want her first time to be special, though - maybe tomorrow night. And then I'll be fucking both of them. I can just picture fucking these two over and over in a joyous ménage a trois. I guess there's both cooperation and competition and alliances in a harem. But do I really literally have a harem? I'm just a fucking totally normal teenager leading a totally normal life in Orange County! Or at least I was! I'm here in a completely typical kitchen in an absolutely normal, if a bit well-to-do, house. Utter suburbia. No problem. Yet I'm laying in a puddle of milk with two gorgeous and naked teenaged goddesses who are acting like cats. Fuck!

"What are you thinking?" Shawn shook free of his thoughts. He realized that he was still on the floor and that Joanna was asking him a question.

"Oh, nothing," he answered. But he thought to himself, I have to talk to her about this sometime soon, when we're alone. This is just too freaky.

Hui Shan was doing nothing more than laying there next to him, but Joanna was now on all fours like a crouching cat and licking at one of the milk puddles with her tongue. Or at least she looked like she was licking a puddle. Upon closer inspection he noticed she merely pretended to be. He was relieved to see that even she had her limits.

"Look, Brother. Your sister is a pussy cat. Meow! Meow!" She sat up like a cat doing pet tricks and wagged her tongue at him. "Hey, Big Flagpole Brother, can you feed your pussy a saucer full of your cream?"

All Shawn could think was, Jesus Fucking Christ. I think my brain just blew a fuse. My sister is a naked cat. This is too much! I thought things were freaky before! My mom is a cow; my sister is a cat. Hui Shan is a bottle of milk. So what does that make Cheese? Cheese is just fucking sexy, that's what she is. Hell, they all are.

Meanwhile, Vel lay in the bathtub upstairs. Just as the milk inspired a pussy cat fantasy for Joanna, it was further inspiration for Vel's favorite animal metaphor as well. She stayed in the bathtub for quite a while. When the milk ran out, she filled the tub with hot water and lay there, still fantasizing about Shawn and milk. Her desire to lactate for him was greater than ever before. I'm a fuck cow. A milk cow for my son. Cow sounds funny, but it's so appropriate, because all a cow does is sit around and go "moo" while the owner takes care of everything and plays with her private parts. Shawn is my owner and he takes care of all my needs. He fills my mouth with hard, hot cock every day, and it tastes so good! Squeeze my breasts, Tiger. Squeeze my tits until the milk comes gushing out. That's my udder. Milk my udder while I milk you! Fuck yes! Good Lord God! Fuck! The water sloshed out of the tub as she writhed around on her way to another orgasm.

If Shawn could have known her thoughts, his brain might have simply blown off his head from sheer amazement at the weird, sexual world he now inhabited.

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CHAPTER 10

Shawn, Hui Shan, and Joanna cleaned up the kitchen floor of the milky mess they'd made. Once that job was done, Hui Shan returned home to cook dinner for her brother and father, since Cheese wasn't around. That left Shawn and Joanna alone. Shawn was very gratified about that, because he needed to talk to her about some things.

He sat down on a stool by the kitchen counter and said, "Can we talk? Something serious?"

"We could, but couldn't we take showers first? I'm still all naked and sticky. You are too."

"Let's do it now. If we shower now, who knows who else will be around by the time we're done."

"Okay." She sat on the stool next to his. "What's up?"

"Sister, I gotta say, I love how much you love helping me. These weeks have been beyond fantastic. But this whole pussy cat thing - it's weird. Mom, at the same time, is going on about how she's a sex cow. And you're getting, like, soooooo into the 'favorite fuck toy' concept. Is this all just playing around or are you seriously getting into some weird stuff?"

She responded, "You know how you're so into role plays? Like at the fashion show? It's like that. Maybe a flair for the dramatic and fantastical runs in the family, like Mom said. It's just some harmless fun." She was trying to tone down her "fuck toy" role since she saw that it bothered him.

"But come on, Sis, it's more, isn't it? You already told me it's more. It's like you love being a sexual plaything."

"Okay, maybe. Maybe a bit. ... Maybe more than just a bit. But what's wrong with that? I'm having a blast. This is sooooooo, so, so much FUN!" She threw her arms up in the air to punctuate her enthusiasm. "I'm walking on air every day. Being with you makes me feel so good. I'll do anything to make you happy in return. I'll be your slave gladly."

"Well, that's cool that you're so happy. I'm happy too, lately. Deliriously happy. But I don't need you as a slave. I need you as a sister. I love you the way you've always been. You don't have to be a pussy crawling around naked on all fours for me to love you. I mean, this is weird. I'm in bizarro world here and I don't understand what's going on any more."

"Big Telephone Pole Bro, let me tell you what's going on. We're having a sexual free-for-all. It's like sex, sex, sex, twenty-four seven. And I'm discovering just what things really get my motor running. I practically cream in my pants when I think of being your fuck toy. That phrase just came to me spontaneously the first time we fucked and it felt so right. I love it. I think about it all the time. 'Fuck toy'. Everything since just makes me feel that way even more. Maybe it's the fact that I was so repressed my whole life, so when the sex comes out, it totally comes out and I'm going overboard a bit. That could be what's happening to Mom, too."

"I think so. Yeah, actually I know so. Good point."

"But I'm still your same cute, younger sister that I've always been. I haven't been possessed by pod creatures from another planet or something. But now there's this new side, too, and it's a side that loves to please you more than anything. Don't think of it as a purely selfless thing, because when I please you I get sooooo much pleasure in return. In fact, it's a selfish thing. Think about it. On average, for every orgasm you have, I have at least three. Easy. Probably more. And not just any old orgasm. These are Earth-shattering, brain-splitting orgasms. Is it any wonder that all the women are falling all over you, when you can please them like that?

"Sexually, I think it's mostly your stamina. Whenever you do something, you just do it for so fucking long. Us girls at school talk with each other, so I know what other guys are like, plus Cheese has shared with me some of her considerable sexual knowledge. I know that most guys do a quick missionary position - bang, bang, bang - and then it's over. Did you know that in Brazil the average sex act lasts forty-five minutes, but in the U.S. it's five? That's a serious fact. Five minutes. At our lame-ass high school, a girl is lucky to get five. There's no time to even have one climax and the guys don't care if you do or don't anyway, as long as they get theirs. But with you, after half an hour of solid fucking, you're just getting warmed up! Hell, even blow jobs are so awesome, especially lately. It's like you're an octopus, roaming all over me and pushing all my buttons. It's so exciting! I'm so in love with you."

Shawn replied, "Of course I love you too, but am I really all that? Come on. That's a bit of an exaggeration."

"No it's not. The other day you fucked me solid, really hard, for an hour, and that was no particularly big deal. I died and went to heaven so many times. I don't even know how many times, cos all the pleasure is just one big wonderful blur."

His natural modesty kicked in. "Don't say that, because I feel myself becoming an insufferable, egotistical jerk even as we speak. I'm just an ordinary guy. I don't want to be some notorious lover; I just wanna be me. I don't understand why all these picture-perfect, centerfold-type women, including you, are all over me."

"If it makes you feel better, Bro, maybe you'd be more ordinary down in Brazil. Or other places where people love sex, love doing it, and spend years getting real good at it. Here, in this repressed country, even here in Southern California, people are ashamed about it and just kind of stumble into it. There's no training. People just muddle about. But you, you've been trained. Mostly by Cheese, I assume. How many teenagers have all that teenager energy combined with the lessons learned from a very experienced older woman? But there's also that PC muscle trick. God, you're awesome with that. The way you pause, and then go again, pause then go again. And again! You're not some giant twelve-inched guy or something. You're just really, really good through lots of practice."

He laughed. "Yeah. Lots and lots and lots of practice. Maybe too much practice. We need some bShawnce."

"NoooOOOOoooo! Don't say that! I love you, Brother. I don't ever want it to stop. I just want to do more, more, more, more, more, more, more! And then there's what both of us can do with Mom and Cheese and Hui Shan and the other cheerleaders. I'm a total sex junkie! And it's all thanks to you! I just want to be your fuck toy and have you take me along on all your sexual adventures. Like this milk thing with Hui Shan. Was that hot or what? I'm getting all horny right now just thinking about it. I loooooove being a pussy for you. Both kinds. Don't be a party pooper. Don't make it stop."

"Whoa. How did things come to this? Man!" Shawn's brain reeled. He put his hand over his mouth and stared off into the distance in deep thought.

Finally, he said, "You know what? I don't want it to stop either. I guess I'm a sex junkie too. I just want more and more, too. This is a once in a lifetime, one in a million opportunity to love so many beautiful and wonderfully caring women. But we need to maintain contact with reality at least a little. Like school. Are we just going to fuck our way right out of school, and drop out so close to graduating? Or what about getting into a good college?"

"Don't worry about studying. That's why we'll be doing more of the stealth stroking help. We're going to stroke you right into the Ivy League."

"I'll believe it when I see it. I think I'm going to be stroked right into disaster, though I'll be loving it all the way down. Not to mention the growing chances of getting caught. One day Brad or Eric or someone else is going to wander over here. We have all those windows in the back, and if anyone takes a look inside, they'll be able to see everything. All hell is going to break loose. It could all come down at any moment. And what about social life? We have to have something of a normal social life."

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She countered, "But why? All my favorite people, everyone I really love, I also love sexually. Hui Shan was my best friend in school already, then there's you and Mom and Cheese. Everyone else can go hang as far as I'm concerned. In fact, all this sex is even making me new friends, like Kim. We're really close now."

"Well, that's good for you. And I'm on the same page with all the people you just said, but I had other friends before. Mostly guys. I'm not exactly planning on fucking them as a new way to say hello. Those friends are slipping away. My grades are falling apart. And the sex is out of this world, but there's just too many women. I can't handle it! I feel like I'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown. So please don't weird me out too much. If things get too much for me, then I'm gonna literally say the word 'uncle,' and then I hope you can cool things down and set things straight. A big time out, you know what I mean?"

"I do. Uncle is the word. I can only imagine how intense this all must be to be you. That's one reason why we're all so grateful for everything you do to us."

"Okay, but you don't have to be THAT grateful, alright? Everything in moderation, okay?"

"Okay. We'll do just what you want. Whatever you say goes, Big Oil Derrick Brother." She winked. "You know, those oil derricks going up and down in a piston motion twenty-four hours a day, pounding a hole, and just pounding it over and over and over?"

"I know. You don't have to spell it out."

"But it's so much fun to. Sex is fun and natural. There's no need to freak. Let's just go with it and enjoy it." She gave him a big hug and a kiss. He felt a lot better, though he wasn't sure how much of it was the sensation of her ample tits enveloping his chest and her hard nipples pressing into him, and how much of it was the sensitivity and caring she'd just shown that made him feel good.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. See you in a bit." He paused and then added, "Little Iron-fisted Pussy Muscle Sister." He winked.

"THAT'S the brother I love!" She gave him another longer hug and a deeper, more passionate kiss. Before he finally pulled away to have his shower, she made sure to blatantly nudge his penis with her pussy lips, which coated his penis head with a small bit of her pussy juice. As soon as he noticed the contact, he broke the embrace in order to avoid further temptation. It was another small victory in her subtle campaign to get him to break his ban on fucking her at home.

But as he walked away, she said, "Wait!"

He turned around and saw that she had struck a sexy pose. She cooed, "Was I mistaken or did you just call me a 'picture-perfect, centerfold-type?' Because I'm modest too, and I think you're totally wrong."

She very purposefully stretched and preened her naked body just like she thought a centerfold would. She smiled gleefully. She reveled in the irony, because she proudly showed off her body without any modesty at all.

Shawn walked back to her and grabbed her by the waist. He put his face close to hers and rubbed his nose against hers playfully. Then he pulled back. "You are. Centerfold material, that is. Not modest."

She smiled widely, and asked teasingly, "How do I know you're sincere and not just saying that to make me want to do nasty things?" She grabbed his penis and looked down in surprise. "Oooh! Look at this! Maybe you are being honest after all." She started to rub his insistently erect shaft.

Shawn groaned from the pleasure and recalled how bad it had hurt fifteen minutes earlier. "Oh man, Sister, we really shouldn't... Okay. Uncle."

"Uncle? Damn." She reluctantly pulled her hands away. "See? I'm a good girl. We can do this. But are you sure you wanna stop?" As she asked him the question, she seductively ran her finger along her wet slit and sucked it clean. "Mom's upstairs and lost in her own world. Probably masturbating again. If we're quiet..."

Shawn wavered, sorely tempted. "No, I don't want to stop. I never want to stop. But we should stop. There's a difference."

He started to walk away, but Joanna smiled, knowing that she'd weakened his willpower on the no sex at home ban a little more.

Again, before he left the room, she shouted out, "Wait!"

He turned around. "What now?"

"One last thing. Don't have this kind of conversation with Mom, okay?" All traces of her seductiveness disappeared, despite her nakedness, and she seemed deadly serious.

"Why not?"

"Because she's going through her own issues right now. No need to worry her with anything more, until she gets what she needs from the psychiatrist."

"Okay. Fair enough. I was kind of thinking that too. Love you, Sis." He blew a gallant kiss, bowed, and walked off.

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CHAPTER 11

Cheese came back from L.A. after dinner. She went over to the Chen household after dinner to read the mood of Vel, talk to her about some things, and also because there was another card game with Angela planned for later. She walked in just minutes after Shawn left his sister in the kitchen. He was now taking a shower, and Joanna was still cleaning up.

Cheese succeeded in hiding the fact that she’d been out of town at all, which wasn't hard to do. She told Joanna that Angela would be over before long and that fully captured the young teenager's attention.

Cheese went upstairs and found Vel still luxuriating in the steamy tub. They were so familiar with each other and each other's nakedness by now that Cheese didn't even bother to knock. Neither did Vel protest that she was naked, though some lingering sense of modesty caused her to partially cover up her rack with one ineffectual hand. But she was so drained that she lay in the water like a dead fish while Cheese talked to her. They refrained from a greeting kiss.

They discussed some of the logistics of the psychiatrist visit, what Vel might say to Henrietta, and the like. That took nearly half an hour.

Near the end of it, Cheese suggested, "You know, with everything in flux regarding the psychiatrist and all, maybe it would be better for the time being if I take care of Shawn’s needs more."

"Perhaps," Vel said grudgingly. "However, when you think about it, Shawn’s needs are greater than any one woman can satisfy, don’t you think? I think my Angel and I have to help out at least part of the time every day, ‘cos it would be too much for you. Probably Hui Shan needs to help too."

Cheese could have pointed out how Vel did fine handling Shawn all by herself every Tuesday, but she figured that to get between Vel and her semen fix was about as unwise as to get between a mother grizzly bear and her cub.

She also still didn't much care for the idea of her daughter to be so actively involved with Shawn, despite the fact that she knew Shawn to be the most honorable man she'd known. She didn't want another major competitor for Shawn's attentions and didn't want to see her "honey pie" daughter grow up so fast. But in her heart of hearts she knew there was no stopping Shawn and Hui Shan being together and realized it was probably for the best. Strangely, she also found herself wanting to obey Shawn instead of limiting his behavior (though she didn't realize this consciously).

So, after pondering, Cheese merely nodded, and said, "You wouldn't mind at least if I take care of the rest of his needs this evening? You seem so exhausted."

Vel was very grudging, but couldn't think of any rational reason to refute the suggestion. "No, I suppose that’s okay. I guess I need a break."

"Get your rest now, because you're not going to have that much of a break. Angela will be here in about half an hour. Another card game."

"Oh no. I'd better get ready. Is it that time of the week already? Time flies when you're sucking cock." She grinned and stretched her body in the water to get more comfortable.

Cheese grinned too, happy that Vel was loosening up and enjoying herself more each day. She thought, Now if we can just get Henrietta to play the psychiatrist role and quell her last doubts, we'll be home free. Vel will be a totally uninhibited sex maniac. It's sooo close.

Cheese had come into the house dressed conservatively, but she now put on something sexy and went to look for Shawn. She'd consciously tried not to think about him all day long, just to calm her overheated mind. Thinking about all the details of the psychiatrist visit had been a good diversion, but on the long ride home from L.A. she could think of little else but fucking her lover.

As she walked to his room, she found herself shaking with excitement. She crossed her fingers behind her back and hoped that the time was finally right for them to fuck. But when she found him there, laying on his bed doing nothing, she was surprised to see him laugh in response to her appearance.

"What’s so funny?" she asked, slightly hurt.

"Sorry, it’s just that you should see my sister. She was just in here a couple of minutes ago, wondering if my penis needed any assistance." He yelled out, "Hey Joanna, can you come here?"

Joanna walked across the hall and into Shawn’s room and then started laughing too. Both she and Cheese were dressed in nearly the exact same outfit which consisted of nothing but a few straps of clothing. The only difference was that Cheese’s was black and Joanna’s was red. Both even happened to have one nipple uncovered at that very moment (with such an outfit, it was nearly impossible not to).

Cheese blushed and thought, How embarrassing. It makes me look like I'm just one woman in his harem. I'm the mastermind here, dammit. This shouldn't be happening!

But Cheese finally saw what the humor of their identical clothing and poses, and joined in the laughter. "I guess the effect of this outfit has been ruined," she said as she pulled on the straps repeatedly to expose more skin. "I’m just trying to get you aroused because Vel has put me in charge of your penis for the rest of the evening."

"Has she?" asked Joanna. "Rats!"

"Actually, maybe the outfit isn't a total loss," Cheese said as she unzipped the zipper to Shawn’s shorts. His ever-ready rock-hard penis sprung out. "It seems to inspire you."

"Yeah, don’t get rid of that," Shawn said. "I like it. And I like it even more when both of you are wearing it at the same time. It makes you seem like twins or something." He could have added that the way Cheese placed her arm to lift up and push out her huge tits certainly helped Shawn’s appreciation of the dress, but he realized that tit size was a sore subject whenever Joanna was around.

"Unfortunately," he went on, "even though my penis is somehow responding again - it was kind of hurting a while ago - we really shouldn't. Mom said that things need to cool off until she gets this psychology thing resolved, but you certainly wouldn't know it from my perspective. It's been nothing but sex, sex, sex for me all day, and Angela's coming over later! I was just trying to mentally and physically recover a bit to prepare for that."

Joanna massaged Shawn's shoulders while Cheese massaged his penis. His sister said in a pouty voice, "Oh, you poooor thing. It's the tough life, isn't it? Your sopping wet fuck hole of a sister feels your pain."

Shawn rolled his eyes balefully, "Don't talk like that. It only arouses me more. Don't we all need to get dressed and stuff? Isn't Angela supposed to be here in a few minutes?"

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"More like undressed," Joanna chortled. "Cheese, what do you think the odds are that Shawn will get his hands on Angela's weighty orbs? One hundred percent? What do you think the odds are that she'll beat his meat before the evening is through? Or, Shawn, that you'll be fucking her bottomless cleavage in front of us all? She wants you as bad as the rest of us, mister 'tough life.' She's going to be another SLAVE to your cock; another addition to your harem. I can tell. Your favorite fuck toy is so conflicted. I want my brother all to my own. But I also love to see him make new conquests." She hugged him tightly from behind.

"Really, please, stop," Shawn moaned. "I don't have a harem. I can't resist when you go on like that. Gotta save some spunk for later..." But his protest was feeble and no one stopped.

As he resigned himself to the fact that his sister could not be discouraged, he felt her hands reach around and begin to stroke his penis back to full size. He asked her, "What's with you and Mom crowing with pride about my new conquests? I don't get that."

"I guess it's because it shows how dominant you are," she said seductively into his ear as she gently palmed the tip of his penis with one hand and rubbed it. "Even though you're not aggressive as you should be, it shows that you can sexually dominate anyone. I'm not living with a mere mortal, I'm living with a fuck monster! Let's ask another one of your cunts. Don't you agree, Cheese?"

Cheese was quiet for a moment and then replied tersely, "Shawn is certainly a fuck monster, but please don't call me a cunt." That brought the conversation to an end. Joanna concentrated on her stroking.

Cheese thought to herself, This is bad. Shawn gets really turned on by all this subservient talk. This slave and cunt and fuck toy stuff. But I'm not willing to go there. It's undignified. Maybe I'm falling behind? Seems like I haven't been getting enough of his cock lately and now he's asking me to stop. I need to talk to him alone about all this.

She said, "Joanna, do you mind?" and motioned to the door with her eyes. Cheese thought, as if speaking to Joanna, Get out of here so I can get a chance to fuck Shawn! I need to get back to the top of his list. It's time that we fuck. That'll have him screaming my name. This could be my only chance to be alone with him today.

But Joanna played dumb. She did untangle herself and walked to the door. She said, "Oh, right." But then she closed it and walked back to Shawn.

Cheese said in frustration, even as she dropped her head and breathed lightly on Shawn's newly unoccupied dick, "The idea was you’re supposed to be on the other side of the door so I can help Shawn in private."

Shawn shivered in delight at the sensations Cheese was making him feel with just her breath.

Then she started licking the bulbous tip. She too felt a shudder of excitement run up and down her spine, just from the pleasure of feeling his penis head on her tongue. She thought to herself wickedly, Maybe I AM just another one of his cunts! Would that be so bad? I should stop resisting, stop trying to control events, and just turn off my mind to everything except utter pleasure. My Sweetie will take care of me. But the thoughts were little more than idle fantasizing, as her desire to manipulate events and be number one was too strong.

Joanna belatedly answered, "Oh, right. My bad." But rather than leave the room, she tore away the thin strip of fabric from Cheese's butt and placed a hand on each ass cheek. A finger quickly found its way into Cheese’s hole. She asked, "Did Vel put anyone in charge of your pussy for the evening?"

"No. And you’re not supposed to be doing that, either," chided Cheese. "Vel is in a weird mood about this whole psychiatrist thing."

"Good point. My bad again." Joanna stuck two more fingers into Cheese’s pussy.

"You two are incorrigible, you know that?" Cheese said. She gave in and took off her few straps that passed for an outfit. Then she kneeled on Shawn's bed to suck his tool from a better position. That also gave the giggling Joanna better access to her ass. Cheese added, "Please. Let’s keep things reasonable, given that Vel is down the hallway."

Joanna giggled more. "That's why I locked the door. Because as a human sex toy, I don't know the meaning of the word 'reasonable.' I only know the words: 'yes, sir,' 'do me,' and 'more.'" She paused, then giggled again. "Oh, I guess 'deeper' and 'harder' are a couple other favorites."

Joanna licked Cheese's ass crack and then stuck her tongue right into her anal sphincter. Cheese was gratified that she'd cleaned herself in case Shawn wanted to do that to her. All four women now kept their asses clean at all times for the off chance that Shawn might want to explore that region, though he all too rarely did.

Cheese gave up trying to fight the nympho teenager. She heaved a sigh somewhere between contentment and frustration, and resumed sucking. Her frustrations rapidly melted away. Thought she didn't realize it, she had become more and more like Vel, in that cocksucking increasingly filled her with contentment and banished all her worries. Cocksucking Shawn usually kept her right on the edge of orgasm, and not even Cheese could think very clearly in that state.

Shawn hoped that Joanna would join Cheese in licking his meat, but his sister was mindful that she was pushing her luck with Cheese, and so she tried to make it up to the older woman with an excellent pussy licking. Shawn didn't have too much to complain about: Cheese still gave the best blow jobs of anyone in the house, and that was a very tough field of competition.

However, Joanna couldn't completely resist the temptation to get more involved. As Cheese sped up, her mouth flying up and down Shawn's penis like some pumping machine spinning out of control, Joanna rammed a couple fingers into Cheese's pussy and reached forward to tweak one of Cheese's nipples.

Cheese made some muffled noises which might have been words, but she was too far into the blow job to stop and properly speak. As Shawn started to unload a healthy helping of semen into Cheese's mouth, Joanna pulled on Cheese's nipple so hard that it seemed as if she was trying to pull it off altogether.

Cheese let out a very loud cry of exultation as she came, hard, right as Shawn showered the back of her mouth with his seed. The resulting mess which ensued almost made all three lovers burst out with laughter and delight.

After they'd all climaxed, Cheese sighed contentedly. Aaaaah. Now that's what it's all about. To think that some women don't like cocksucking at all. What fuckheads! It's the greatest sensual pleasure in the world, short of having him fucking my other holes, of course. And with Joanna on my ass, I'm just one player short of my ultimate orgy fantasy. Vel's coming along so nicely, but I still can't rush things.

She turned to Joanna, and with a bemused grin, said, "You very naughty girl. What am I going to do with you?"

Joanna smiled in return. "The question is, what AREN'T you going to do with me? Us fuck toys aim to please." She kissed her brother on the lips.

Then Cheese said to her, "Can I finally be alone with this fuck monster, please? I think Shawn has some serious things on his mind that he wants to talk to me about. Not only that, but Angela will be over shortly, so you should get yourself ready."

Joanna blew Shawn a kiss as she stood up and said, "Big Man-muscle Brother, see you downstairs in a bit." She didn't even bother to put her few straps of clothing back on before she entered the hallway, but just carried it out with her.




Many more parts to come...

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 1 (Wednesday, Nov. 13)

Cheese cuddled with Shawn in his bed as the two of them recovered from their recent orgasms. Shawn had a very serious look on his face and it looked as if he struggled to put his thoughts into words. He finally had a chance to discuss his many recent problems with Cheese, but he didn't know where to begin.

Cheese beat him to the punch. She said tenderly, "Sweetie, I do feel your pain. Really. On one hand it seems like you're living a fantastical wet dream, and you can't get enough. You walk through life as if in a dream, wondering what your classmates would think if they only knew a fraction of what you're going through. But, on the other hand, you feel like you're being torn apart as a dozen pairs of female hands pull at you from different directions. And you're constantly pushing your body's sexual limits and wondering how long you'll last before you completely collapse. But you don't want it to ever end, even when your penis is on fire. You're afraid something will break the magical spell and your life will return to how it was, so you have to enjoy it all while you still can. These are the things you were thinking about just before I came in."

"Exactly. It's like you're reading my mind. How do you know me so well?"

She smiled comfortingly. "Your Aunt Cheese is a smart cookie. Don't forget that. I'm already working on these things. Think of me as your guardian angel. I'm going to make sure that everything in your life goes perfectly." They hugged.

"But how did you know I was thinking about some of those very things when you came in?"

She pulled back a bit, sat up, and continued, "Because you looked like you were deep in thought, and if I was in your shoes that's the kind of stuff I'd be thinking about all the time. ... Sweetie, face the facts. Your lot in life is to fuck lots of beautiful women. You're going to be doing a lot of it from now on, partly because you're lucky to know us weird and horny ladies who always hang around this house, but also because you're so good at it. Success breeds success, and now everyone wants you. The magical spell is never going to be broken. I won't let it. My advice is to simply give in. Don't think; don't fight it. Just sit back and enjoy this opportunity the fates have thrown your way to the complete fullest. Surrender totally to the moment."

Shawn thought about her advice briefly but then focused on a sore point it brought up. "How do you know I'm good at fucking?" he complained. "It's not like you've ever let me fuck you. It drives me crazy."

"Hey. Remember what happened at the beach the other day? We just need some time alone to see it through. I was actually going to fuck you right now but I couldn't get Joanna to leave. Now we lost the time, though I must admit it's so tempting. Even with your mother roaming around the house, I just can't hold off any more. Too bad your penis is flaccid right now."

"Really? Damn. Telling me that just drives me more wild. Dang." He pounded his fist into his hand repeatedly. "Damn, that's frustrating!"

"Tell me about it. I want to fuck just as bad as you do. It's been a torment for me too, ever since the first hand job I gave you. But I haven't been holding off to be mean. Your mother wouldn't have been able to handle it if we'd been caught. Now she's almost there mentally. Knock on wood, if this psychiatrist visit goes well, you'll be fucking us all soon. Within days. Your mother included."

"Knock on wood. Wow. That is a big if. ... But let's change the topic. There's so much I want to discuss before we have to leave for the card game."

Cheese replied, "Oh yeah. Here's the deal on that. You stay here and rest a while. I'm going to go downstairs and manipulate events so everyone will start to take their clothes off. Once that happens, I'll call you down. Remember that I'm your guardian angel. I'm not jealous like certain people living in this house. Even your mom and Hui Shan are starting to show signs of jealousy in their own subtle ways. I say share and share alike. We all benefit." Cheese, in fact, was becoming more and more jealous with each passing day, but she was good at hiding it.

"Cheese, you're so great. So smart. So understanding. So beautiful. So loving." He hugged her again.

"Don't feel like you have to stop with the so's," she kidded. "But seriously, there is one thing that bugs me. It's the way some women are carrying on around here in a debasing manner. Like your sister. Did you know that when she talks about you to me in private, she calls you 'Master?' Does she call you that to your face?"

"She says that to you? Not to my face she doesn't." He thought back to the dual Hui Shan/Joanna cocksucking earlier, and other recent events. "Well, she does say that kind of stuff to me sometimes. A lot, actually. Repeatedly. Blatantly."

Cheese had a hand resting on his flaccid penis, and she felt it start to rapidly grow. "Aha. The erect-o-meter says the word 'Master' turns you on. Instant boing in my hand as soon as I said it."

Shawn blushed. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. Why do these kinds of ideas excite me? I can't help it!"

"It's alright." She hugged him again. "As long as you don't ask to piss or shit on me or something like that, I say whatever floats your boat is fine. It's a pretty big boat and it needs a lot of floating. We all have to work constantly on getting you erect and keeping you that way. But the reason I bring it up is because all these women are trying to out do themselves with colorful, subservient language, and I don't really do that. I mean, a little bit of that is fine. I've done some of it myself. I've even teased you about calling you Master, though it's not something I'd regularly call you myself. But she seems to be a whole different level. I was teasing; she seems to take it seriously. Just like her fuck toy comment earlier. Was that serious or joking? I don't know. But I do know that I'm wondering if maybe I'm falling behind with your affections."

"Definitely not. Cheese, I love you so much. You never, ever have to think you don't attract me. If you ever fail to arouse me, just say a few words in a Southern accent, and I'll think about your Daisy Duke persona and my penis will be an instant Eiffel Tower. You're so endlessly arousing that you don't need to use words like master or slave. Every time I see your body or your face, it's so startlingly beautiful that it really does take my breath away. That's not a cliché. It's like the first time every time, minus a little of the hyperventilating and blushing. I really think these last weeks are taking years off of my life, because I can only handle so many 'be still my beating heart' moments in a single day."

She was gleeful and kissed him appreciatively as she gave his throbbing penis a loving squeeze. "Damn you and your compliments. You know the word that turns me on the most? Love. Just tell me again that you love me and I'd do anything for you."

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"I love you. I really do. And I already know you'd do anything for me. That's one reason I love you so much." He meant it with deepest sincerity. He drew her hand not holding his penis to his mouth and kissed it tenderly.

She glanced down at his penis and saw it jump in her other hand. With a smirk, she said, "Ah. I can see you mean you'd like to love me in more ways than one. What am I going to do with you? You're so damned lovable. You know I love you too. It's a good thing for the both of us that Angela is going to be here in a few minutes, because if she wasn't I'd have you fuck me so hard that the two of us would drill a hole down to the Earth's core through sheer thrusting power. And I feel a lot better about the language issue. I must say that even I have been getting a bit jealous when I hear Joanna calling herself things like 'fuck toy.'"

Shawn teased, "Hey, fuck toy is not an exclusive position. If you're jealous, there are additional job openings in that field."

She punched him lightly. "Don't you wish. What happened to the guy who was complaining a few minutes ago that he couldn't handle all the attention and action?"

"You happened to him. Every time I think I can't handle any more, something else comes along that redoubles my arousal. I may be going to hell, but at least I'm enjoying the ride."

"That you are. We'll talk more later about some of your other worries. Aunt Cheese is going to make everything all right. Right now I have to get ready for the card game. Did you know this old hag uses a little bit of make up to hide her age?"

"Do NOT call yourself an old hag. You are so beautiful. I love you."

"Ah. You're just saying that. Do you really love me, or do you just love these?" She hefted up her weighty tits. As she squeezed her enormous breasts toward his face, her normally confident expression was replaced with one of genuine worry; she knew that he loved her, but she worried that he loved Joanna and Vel much more. She also worried about her age. She was very aware of the fact that at 39, she was nearly two years older than Vel.

Shawn's eyes bugged out at the sheer size of her twin orbs, but he quickly recovered. "Cheese, are you serious? I love you so much. Of course I love your tits, and they help get me aroused, but you'd be beyond arousing even without any boobs at all. Your whole body is amazing. When they release the next edition of the dictionary, I expect to see your picture under the word 'sexy.' Seriously. Even if I went blind, you'd be incredibly arousing just from the sound of your sensual, scratchy voice. In any case, my love for you goes soooo far beyond your looks. I hope it's the same with me, and that you don't just think of me as some young hunk."

"Sweetie, how could you possibly think that? You're like my own son to me. But do you think you could still love this old hag in another ten or twenty years?"

"Of course I do! If you call yourself that one more time, I'm going to have to tie you up, fuck you silly, and then keep you as a sex slave in my dungeon. Mom's boundaries be damned. That'll teach you."

Her concern passed and her confidence returned. "Aha! The fully horny and aggressive Shawn has just entered the building. Did you know that it's been one of my projects lately to get you to be more aggressive? Maybe I'm succeeding too much. You're so gentle on the surface, but I have half a feeling that before too long you actually WILL have a dungeon to keep all your sex slaves. Boy, I wish I could take care of this cock right now, but I'll leave it for the card game. Maybe I'll win the privilege later with a lucky set of cards. I think Joanna was right earlier: Angela had better watch out because you're gonna need all the cum you can get. Gotta go." She kissed him on the cheek and left the room.

He realized that he still had much more to talk about that they'd missed, such as his worry that could be turning into an asshole now that everyone started to treat him like a king. They'd actually talked about her worries as much as his. But his mind drifted to the possibility of fucking Cheese then to the thought of Angela arriving in a few minutes, and then back and forth between the two. Sweet Jesus. If I gotta have problems, these are the best problems on Earth to have.

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CHAPTER 2

Angela arrived at the Chen house a few minutes after Cheese left Shawn's room. Cheese had rescheduled their card game from the afternoon to the later evening that morning because of her need to rush to Los Angeles. Since Angela was another idle, jobless, and (very) rich housewife, the rescheduling wasn't a problem.

Vel answered the door. She was still weirded out with the feelings that had caused her to want to see a psychiatrist. But, on the other hand, she was horny. She continued to ride a buzz from Hui Shan's milk incident earlier, and her long hot bath didn't cool her ardor down at all. Furthermore, although she wouldn't admit it to herself, she was succumbing to her lesbian urges. Deep down she was turned on by the cute and buxom Angela. As she answered the door, she was particularly keen to see what Angela would be wearing. She knew it would be something good.

Angela took Cheese’s advice from their last meeting to wear something sexy, and she wore the most daring outfit she’d worn in years. Daring would be an understatement. All throughout the week, Vel and especially Cheese talked to Angela on the phone, getting to be better friends but also engaging in a bit of one-upmanship. Each vowed that they would come to the card game dressed in the most sexy and revealing outfit of all. They spent a long time on the phone to discuss the things they’d wear and goaded each other to show off more.

Angela took up the challenge with a vengeance, and what she finally wore was less an outfit and more an open invitation to be fucked. Such scraps of covering that existed were made of black leather. There was one tiny strapless section that valiantly held her gargantuan tits up, and another tiny separate section that covered the middle of her ass, the area just around her bush, and not much else. The look was completed with gloves that went past the elbows, boots that came up past the knees, and a dog collar. Needless to say, she wore an overcoat on the way over, as she wouldn't have been caught dead in the outside world wearing so little.

Her worry that she might have overdone it quickly dissipated when she came into the Chen house and saw what the women there had on. Angela’s was the most stunning outfit, because the others had actually toned down from what they wore early in the day (for instance, Cheese’s dress that was really just a few thin straps). Vel still wore her relatively conservative kimono. Nonetheless, everyone looked sexy and stunning. But upon seeing Angela, the two Chen women claimed "home field advantage" and went back to change into even sexier garb.

Hui Shan was there with Vel, Cheese, and Joanna. She was pleased as punch to be allowed to join in. She kept a few sexy items in the underwear cabinet, but she didn't own anything that could come close to comparing to the likes of what Angela wore. Knowing that Shawn would join them later, Joanna didn't want to help what she saw as her main competition for the same-aged girlfriend role she craved. She was also jealously fuming at Hui Shan's star turn with the milk earlier. So Hui Shan had to resort to the robe she'd worn for Shawn a couple of days earlier that she'd cut to make dramatically short. It in fact so utterly failed to cover up her pussy that Cheese made her wear a regular pair of shorts with it.

Everyone admitted the Angela won the "first round" of having the most outrageous outfit, but lost the "second round" when Joanna went back to change and came back in something even skimpier.

When Joanna came back into the living room, Vel said, "Angel, I hope you don't think you're going to wear that. Please pardon my daughter, Angela. You know how wild teenagers are these days."

Joanna played innocent. "What? You don't like my outfit? What's wrong with it?" All she wore was a transparent top that was completely open in the front, plus the same material that covered her legs up to the middle of her thighs. Her crotch was covered by panties that were also somewhat transparent but less so than the rest. Had she had any hair on her bald pussy, it would have shown itself clearly.

Before Vel could respond, Cheese said, "I think it looks very sexy. You should keep it on because after all it's just us girls. What do you think, Angela?"

"Oh, definitely keep it on. It's like a lingerie party! You have to give her points for bravery, not discourage her. By the way Joanna, I can't help but notice you shave down there. Why is that?"

So the conversation turned to the plusses and minuses of bald pussies, and Vel was unable to get Joanna to change. Vel herself changed into an extremely low cut black satin dress, but in the face of Joanna and Angela's garb she found her shoulder straps down around her elbows more often than not, frequently exposing her nipples. And that was without Shawn around. She was thrilled to show herself off to other women.

Angela couldn't help but notice Cheese's comment that "just us girls" would attend the card game. Inside, she was nearly frantic with worry that Shawn wouldn't be there - she'd looked forward to seeing him all week. A few minutes later, she managed to ask Cheese if he would arrive later without making her interest sound too obvious.

Cheese just enigmatically replied, "Perhaps." She knew Angela had the hots for Shawn way more than the ultra-busty millionaire was willing to admit, probably even to herself. The "just us girls" comment was a lie, as everyone but Angela knew, but Cheese let Angela twist in the wind a little bit to build Angela's anticipation.

Angela wanted to press the issue more, but didn't want to appear too eager, so she kept quiet.

Angela still couldn't get over what had happened in their previous card games, especially from the week before. She'd been fairly drunk, but nonetheless she vividly recalled how Shawn "measured her breasts." In fact, it was much more of an extensive groping than measuring, even while Cheese felt her up a bit and simultaneously jacked Shawn off. It was by far the hottest thing that Angela had ever experienced, even hotter than sex. Intercourse with her husband had always been deadly boring; that was one reason why she was divorcing him. Despite her improbable body, her sex life had been nothing but dull, dull, dull for too many years now.

They started to play a game of bridge. Hui Shan didn't know the rules and it was a four-person game, so she sat out and just watched. As happened the week before, the females found themselves talking about sexual things, and telling sexual stories. The stories mostly revolved around what the women were doing with Shawn. Many of them detailed events that happened in the past week. The Chen house females were more honest with each other now and more comfortable with Angela, so they said things they wouldn't have said the week before.

The stories quickly had their effect on Angela. She didn't have any Shawn stories of her own to contribute (at least not yet - she hoped that would change soon), but she listened raptly and constantly goaded them for more details.

Vel appeared to have completely forgotten her moody morning when she despaired and demanded to see a psychiatrist. In fact, everyone got so horny that when their bridge game ended and Cheese suggested they make the card game more interesting by playing strip poker, there were no objections.

Angela did make one complaint however: "This is going to be the shortest strip poker game of all time, though. Look how few items of clothes we’re wearing to start with!"

"You shouldn't complain," said Cheese. "If we count your gloves and boots as two items each, not to mention your collar, you’re wearing more items than any of us. But you do have a point. Take me, for instance." Cheese wore a skimpy dress much like Vel's. "My dress is the only item I’m wearing, if you don’t count my high heels. Actually, now that I think about it, I think we can agree that shoes are excluded for everyone, since we have a rule in this house to wear high heels at all times. That means your boots too, Angela, since they've got decent heels on them." Angela nodded in agreement.

Cheese continued, "But I do have an idea. We can count each exposure of a naughty bit as a separate item too. For instance, if I pull this dress down over my nipples, that can count as one item." She pulled the dress down, as if a visual example were necessary. "If there’s a dispute on what counts as an item, we can resolve it by majority rule vote. Does that sound good to everyone?" It did, and the five of them began to play.

At first, everyone was nervous. To be naked in the Chen house was no longer any cause for nervousness, but to be naked in front of four other people, especially since one of them was a relative stranger, was scary for some, such as Vel. Angela was the most nervous of all, at first. But luckily Hui Shan lost the first hand. She was the first to have to officially bare her chest, but she responded with her usual blissful and nonchShawnt attitude towards nakedness, which did wonders to help everyone else relax.

Shawn sat in his room while all this went on and did his homework to pass the time. Or at least he tried to. In fact he was antsy and unable to accomplish anything knowing that Cheese was downstairs working on getting Angela and the others naked.

By eight-thirty the strip poker game had been going for half an hour already. It had also turned into a freewheeling party, with wine and lively music loosening inhibitions. Cheese judged the time was right for Shawn to get involved, and so she went up to the second floor under the excuse of using the bathroom and knocked on his door. She said as she poked her head inside and winked, "Sweetie, in about five minutes come down to the living room. I think you'll be in for a nice surprise."

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CHAPTER 3

As Shawn walked towards the living room, he had a rough idea that he'd see the women playing cards in various states of undress. But to witness it live in front of him exceeded his expectations. He thought, It's like the female cast of Baywatch is playing strip poker, but these women are even hotter than them. But what pleased him most was to see Angela again.

He strolled down the stairs and into the living room. "Hi Angela, how have you been?" She already had her top pulled down enough to expose her pointy nipples, but he acted as if that was nothing out of the ordinary.

She acted shocked. "Shawn? What are you doing here? Cheese, I thought you said the game would be just us girls!" She bashfully covered her chest with her arms, an act made pointless by their sheer size. Yet she spoke towards his crotch, unable to take her eyes off of the huge bulge that attempted to burst out of his shorts.

Cheese, herself topless, said, "I thought Shawn would be too busy with his homework to join us, but it looks like he's finished." Shawn correctly picked up a hidden message to follow what she said.

"Yeah. I just finished my homework, and I'd be delighted to join in or just sit back and watch. Whatever suits you ladies best."

"I'm sure you would," Angela complained. "But I don't want a young man ogling my body."

He sat down to watch the game, incredibly aroused by the whole scene. "Well then Angela, you should play better to make sure you don't lose."

As far as the game was going, Angela had actually done fairly well compared to the others. So far she’d only lost twice. She gave up her collar with her first loss, and on her second loss, (after much joking encouragement) elected to expose her nipples, since they were begging to be freed of constraints anyways. By comparison, Vel and Joanna were topless, Hui Shan had her dress off of both her tits and ass, and all Cheese had left was her dress bunched up around her stomach, which covered nothing of strategic importance at all.

Angela was secretly pleased at Shawn's presence, but she tried to hide it. But her strangely intense feelings for Shawn took over. "That's easy for you to say. This is so embarrassing! Would you look at this? I'm not even partially covered up You can see my nipples and my breasts are jiggling all over the place!" She removed her arms from her chest so Shawn could see exactly what she meant. "I might as well get it over with. It's not like I can play cards all evening with my hands over my chest. Damn." She picked up her cards and no longer tried to block his view of her monstrous rack in any way.

Shawn thought, Nice, Angela, nice. I can't wait until I'm pounding my penis in THAT cleavage. She's so fucking STACKED! Wow. I wonder if I should take my penis out right now to give it some air. Or maybe even get someone to tend to it like during the fashion show. Nah. That would probably freak Angela out, not to mention who knows what Mom would do. Would she scream in protest, or demand to take charge of the stroking? There's no telling with her lately. No, it's better to hold off a bit until everyone is that much more horny. I'm sure I'll be getting a lot of stroking and sucking before the night is done. Patience.

He focused most of his attention on Angela, since he’d seen the others naked lots of times already. Plus, she was one of the most outstandingly beautiful women he’d ever seen. But he played down his interest. "Angela, it's no big deal. Look around. Everyone is topless or more. No big whoop."

The others had built up Shawn's reputation as the "insatiable sex machine," and Angela felt a strange and irrational competitive desire to wow him more than he could wow her. This so called "sex machine" is going to be putty in my hands just like every other man, once he falls under the spell of my huge tits and cute face.

His "no big deal" type comments egged her on, because the more he ignored her, the more she wanted him. To be ignored or even have to compete for attention was an almost completely unprecedented experience for Angela ever since she'd grown her improbable rack. Within minutes of his arrival she started to flirt with him. But that didn't earn her his exclusive attention. After a few more minutes passed, she saw him blatantly stare at Cheese and she wanted that to stop. She cupped her tits with both hands and lifted them up, sheepishly smiling in his direction. That got his undivided attention, but only for so long.

Vel wanted Shawn to look at her, so she stood up and asked if anyone wanted more to drink - really just an excuse to get her rack bouncing. Angela had to win his attention back by raising a hand up to her head, lifting her chest and jiggling her tits as well. But she didn't win his attention for long, as Joanna said something and gave him a smoldering look to keep him focused on her. So Angela had to resort to greater and greater extremes. Soon she overtly played with her nipples, just to win more looks from him. And she wasn't even close to drunk.

There was so much jiggling going on that Shawn joked, "I don't know what it is, but all of the sudden I'm feeling very hungry for some Jell-O."

Hui Shan cupped one of her tits and asked, "Would you like some milk with that?" Everyone laughed, but it also reminded Shawn both of the milk incident and of breast-feeding from his mother's chest, as Hui Shan no doubt knew it would. Shawn was surprised - Hui Shan didn't usually say those kinds of things. But he was also pleased, and very, very aroused.

Shawn was made to join in the game as soon as the next hand was dealt. But it seemed that as soon as Shawn arrived, all of Angela’s luck left her. Perhaps her mind was too occupied by his presence and she was too busy modeling her body in sexy poses for his benefit to concentrate on the game.

But for whatever the reason, she lost the next three hands, and had to take off both gloves and then what remained of her top. She again made a big protest out of it each time, but secretly loved it. All she was left with was the narrow strip of fabric that covered parts of her crotch and ass. She made a fuss about that fact too. "What ever am I going to do if I keep losing? How long will I be able to stop him from seeing me completely naked? It's just not fair. You should have warned me that he'd be playing."

Vel lost the next hand and had to pull her dress off of her ass. It still covered her crotch, and not much else. Now that Shawn was there, she and everyone but Angela and Shawn switched to a strategy of deliberately losing. But Angela lost the next hand and had to expose her ass as well.




Then it was Cheese’s turn to lose. All her private parts were exposed already, and the only thing left was for her to take her outfit off over her head completely.

The sight of Cheese struggling to get her clothes over her head and the inevitable tit jiggling that followed took Shawn's breath away. Cheese had a way of doing everything sexily, and loved to ham things up. She prolonged the taking off of clothes for Shawn's benefit and made it look like she had an intense orgasm in the process.

Shawn thought, I've lost count of how many times I've stopped breathing in sheer awe tonight, and I've only been sitting here a short while. This has got to be the greatest five sets of tits ever put together in one place. I swear to God!


After Cheese did that, Angela commented, "You’re completely naked now, Cheese. Does that mean the game is over?"

"Of course not, unless we all want it to. Does anyone want it to end?" A long pause indicated no takers to that idea.

Ever since Shawn had arrived, Angela had protested so much that she felt obliged to say something. "I suppose I can't quit now and ruin the game for everybody." That was a pretty feeble excuse, and in fact she was the most eager out of all of them. But she had her pride. She covered up the ensuing awkward silence by asking Cheese, "So what happens if you lose again?"

"The usual rules," the pale beauty replied, as if those were obvious to everyone. "If all of the clothes are gone, the person with the highest hand gets to pick a dare for the person with the lowest hand to do. The winner can’t be part of the dare in any way. Didn't you ever play strip poker when you were younger?"

"No. I got busty at a young age and kept growing, so my parents kept me on a very tight leash." Angela was wistfully disappointed at all the fun she’d missed out on.

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Joanna said mischievously, "Your parents kept you on a tight leash, eh? Mom, did you hear that? Sounds like an excellent suggestion to me. Now you know what I want for my birthday – a tight leash so I can be ordered around naked on all fours. And my birthday is next week!"

Vel chastised her daughter. "Alright, Angel, I think that’s quite enough joking." To the group, she asked, "Are you all sure we should keep this game going, after comments like that?"

"That’s what your boundaries are for, Vel," Cheese pointed out. "We all respect your boundaries. Are you willing to respect them too, Angela?"

"Of course." Angela wanted to keep the game going so she could get Shawn to fall under her spell, not to mention the fact that she was having so much fun. Shawn was obviously attracted to her, but she was frustrated that he wasn't complete putty in her hands like most men who crossed her path. Once a man started to grovel, she would lose all interest. She loved a challenge and was irritated at the competition of the other four women in the room. It’s tough competition for once, admittedly, but I've got the hottest body here. I’m going to prove it by getting him to admit it. I'll show everybody. It's obvious that he loves tits, so he's gonna love me the best.

Cheese said, "Okay then, let’s continue. Unless you don’t want to, Vel?"

Vel was silent and briefly blushed. Despite her protestations, her pussy was pulsing. Her mouth could complain all she wanted to, but her pussy wasn't going to let the game end. Cheese pressed on and dealt the next hand.

Angela lost that hand, and slid what remained of her outfit down past her knees. That revealed a pussy leaking like an open faucet. She realized that she hadn't felt so horny in ages, if there was anything in her life to compare to it at all. Her marriage had turned sour a few years back, which led to her upcoming divorce, and she’d rarely had any erotic experiences in the last couple years.

Joanna had Angela in her jealous sights, and teased her a bit. "Hey Angela, did someone spill a pitcher of water in your lap? I thought that you said you weren't turned on, and that you were just humoring us to keep playing."

Angela bit her lip. She was at a loss for words. Finally, she muttered, very quietly, "It's not how it looks..."

Hui Shan lost the next round, and bunched her dress up around her stomach, to expose her pussy, just as Cheese and Angela already had to do.

Because of the table, Shawn usually couldn't see what was being shown off down below, unless the person sat next to him. So he asked Hui Shan, "Aims, can you stand up so I can see what you've got there? We have to be sure that you've taken it off all the way."

"M'kay!" she unsurprisingly answered. She held her dress up above her belly button while she swayed her hips back and forth to better show off her bald pussy. As she did, she proudly announced, "Shawn is my boyfriend!" even though the others all knew this already.

Then Vel lost the next hand and had to make the same display. Then Angela lost again and had to take her outfit off of her body altogether. She had to stand there for a while as the others all discussed and complimented her pussy. She was nervous because she was now eligible for a dare if she lost again.

All the women except Angela were talkative. They made jokes and lewd comments about all the nakedness. For instance, when Vel had to expose her pussy, Cheese said, "I think that's a very cute pussy you have there. What do you think, Sweetie? Do you like your mother's pussy?" Shawn tried to remain silent in situations like this, figuring that was safest. He just nodded, which caused an inordinately happy reaction from Vel.

Angela refrained from talking because most of it was women making sexual comments and compliments to each other. But Angela felt very uncomfortable with anything smacking of lesbianism and didn't even appreciate all the comments about her looks, especially the ones about how nice her pussy looked, unless the comment came from Shawn. And Shawn hardly said a word about anything. It was as if he was afraid that if he said the wrong word the whole magical, fantastic event would come to an end.

Meanwhile, Joanna hadn't lost a hand in a long time. She still was merely topless. That frustrated her so much that she complained, "No fair! Angela, you’re losing far too much lately. Let some of us lose on occasion too." Everyone laughed at that, but by now Angela had also gotten wise that losing was better if she wanted to prove herself to be the sexiest woman in the room. Only Shawn still tried to win. As a result, he was winning virtually every hand, and it was rare if any of the women even had a matching pair of cards.

Hui Shan lost the next hand, which left her totally naked. Then Cheese lost. Since she was completely naked already, she asked Shawn as she posed seductively for him standing up with her arms held up high, "Okay Sweetie, it’s time for the first dare. What can I do for you?"

Shawn’s answer was very clever. "I want you to put a vibrator in Angela. One of the throbbing and rotating types." He realized that it was important to get Angela to fall further into debauchery, and a dildo up her pussy would help speed that along.

"We don’t do anything that people don’t want to do," Cheese said to Angela. "Does that sound acceptable to you?"

"I guess so. Assuming it’s within Vel’s rules." She smugly thought, Shawn picked me. He's falling for me already, heh-heh.

[shawnieboy]

"It is," Cheese said authoritatively. "Joanna, please get the vibrator from my purse. You know the one Shawn is referring to." Joanna ran off, and meanwhile Cheese said to Angela, "Now turn over and let’s see your ass. Stick it high up in the air so Shawn can clearly see the vibrator go in, doggy style. Shawn is our judge and he has to verify that the dare is completed."

Angela did as she was told, getting on all fours with her firm, round ass pointing toward Shawn, and then said, "I can't believe I'm doing this. But no lesbian stuff, alright? I’m really not into that."

"Don’t worry, no lesbian stuff," Cheese said confidently, even as she ran her hands all over Angela’s lovely ass. "Unless of course that’s what the winner of the hand wants. We can’t stop that. But hopefully no one will ask for that with you."

Joanna returned with the dildo by this time and handed it over to Cheese. Cheese slowly and sensually stuck it into Angela's sopping pussy, at first only a little, then out some, then further in, then out, and back and forth in this fashion until it was all the way in. Her hands continued to rub over Angela’s ass in the meantime, but she resisted doing what she really wanted to do, which was to grope at Angela’s big tits. She could see Angela falling down a metaphorical slippery slope and knew she'd have ample opportunity to climb Angela's very real twin mountains later if she kept her patience.

Eventually Cheese asked Shawn, "So would you say the dildo is in yet?"

Angela looked at him and panted, "It's in! It's in! Shawn, please say it is in!" Her eyes were glazed with lust and her hips rotated at the sensations she felt deep within her inner walls, but she stayed where she was, ass high up in the air, while she stared at Shawn with a mix of desire and desperation.

He hemmed and hawed. Then he joked, "I'm not sure. As President Clinton once said, 'it depends on what the definition of "is" is.'" Angela moaned in frustration; the political reference went right over her head.

Cheese, teasing Angela some more, said, "I think it's in, Sweetie. Look. I'm pushing it aaaaallllll the way in, and then aaaaaallllll the way out. And then again. Aaaaaallll the way in, and aaaaaallll the way out. I don't think it can go in any further. Look. I can barely keep my fingertips on it."

"Okay. I guess. If you say so. Angela, the dare didn't say anything about taking the dildo back out, so you've gotta keep it in there."

"God!" Angela shrieked, a lusty smile on her face as her thighs began to tremble like an impending earthquake. "NO!"

Cheese let go of the dildo, but left it inside Angela. The super-stacked woman fell to the ground as she writhed in submission to her lusty urges. Angela had no idea why she was so unusually horny all of the sudden and wanted to remain in control. But her body wouldn't listen to her mind. Everyone stared at her as she let herself go completely.

Angela’s huge and bouncy tits were highly entertaining and arousing for everyone, as were her verbal protests. Angela was a highly vocal woman when aroused. As she bucked her hips off the floor like she was trying to fuck the dildo harder, she cried out a steady stream of words and panted, "NO! God no! Someone please, make it stop! It's too good! So fucking good! Lord God, help me! Please! I'm dying of pleasure! Fuck! Shawn! Don't look! No, Shawn, no! This is so embarrassing. I'm going to cum in front of all of you! Fuck. Why did I, did I agree, to do this? Why? Oh no! Oh no! No! Fuck me! I'm cumming! YES! Aaaiiieee!"

This was just one sample of what she said as she reached one climax. She was wracked by a series of orgasms that just kept going and going. She babbled indecently as they hit her one by one, starting at Shawn with a pained, lustful expression on her face.

It was torture for Shawn to watch this without getting stroked. Joanna, who sat next to him, saw his anguish and dropped a hand into his lap since everyone's attention was on Angela. Some light rubbing through his shorts was almost enough to send him off, given what he saw before him.

But right as he was ready to go in his shorts, Cheese had mercy on Angela and called time. She announced the game would resume. All eyes returned to the table and Joanna had to take her hand away when Shawn needed help the most.

Angela couldn't even get back to the table; her body still shuddered and wriggled on the floor. The vibrator still worked within her, and it seemed she could go all evening, climax after climax. Cheese clarified, "Angela, Shawn's dare only talked about putting the vibrator in. He said nothing about taking it out. So you're going to have to keep it in there until and unless someone rescues you with another dare. For instance, a dare that would replace it with something else. But if you like, you can turn the settings down."

"Oh, thank you, Cheese, thank you! Ohmigod. Ohmigod." She flicked it to the low setting and recovered enough to sit back at the table and return to the game. But now she had a glassy look in her eyes. The setting was just enough to keep her close to orgasm, especially as she kept rocking back and forth as if trying to rub herself into satisfaction, but it wasn't quite enough to get her there. There was no way she would protest about anything getting too sexual any more.