My all time fav sex story...

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"I know, Mom. It’s weird. But don't be mad at me or Joanna, okay? Why don't you go to her now and have a talk about boundaries? Now that she and I have done this much already, what's the harm of her helping me out sometimes, if she understands the same limits you gave to Cheese? I need all the help I can get. Especially while dad was here, you and Cheese haven't been helping enough. Actually, Cheese tried, but you wouldn't let her either. It's been SO difficult for me to cum six times a day. You wouldn't even understand how tough! I've been having blue balls all the time, all week long."

Vel looked down at Shawn's crotch once more. It was very erect and inviting. Very insistently erect. She looked at the door to the room, which still hung open. She again smelled the room - the scent of cum made her weak in the knees and drove all reason from her brain. She wrung her hands together and fidgeted. It was all she could do not to just lean over and force her mouth onto his penis while grabbing the base with her hands and pumping it both orally and manually until she was rewarded with a big load. But she held back, trembling.

"I'm so sorry," she said contritely. "Your father obviously wouldn't understand this, so I've been keeping away from you, and trying to keep everyone away from you. I forget how difficult it must be for you. When your penis was hurting on Tuesday, that must have been because you had to do it yourself, without anyone helping. We can’t have that. I'll try... I'll try to be better." She stared into his crotch and licked her lips. "Look at that. It's like the Goddamned Energizer bunny. Joanna with her inexperience is obviously unable to completely satisfy you. Would you like my help?"

"Of course, Mom. I'd love it." A shiver of excitement passed up his spine at her casual request to pleasure his penis. She said it in the same way she'd always made offers to help him button up his shirt and the like. It never escaped his mind that she was his mother, and that forbidden fact drove him wild.

She reached her hands over his leg and began stroking his penis. He lay down on the bed, since he was already sitting on it. She tried to keep a cool demeanor, and pretend that she had her emotions under control. But she was only deceiving herself. Just the mere act of putting her hands around his shaft calmed her trembling nerves and soothed her mind. She had a way of getting into it 100%, which blocked out all other disturbing thoughts. She thought to herself, So hard for me. So hard. My Angel, bless her soul, I love her dearly, but she clearly is no match for me. I'm not going to leave him unsatisfied. I don't care if the door IS open! If Joanna comes by, she's just going to have to watch and learn how a cocksucking is really done!

As she got into it, she cooed, "Poor, poor baby. Let your mommy help you out. It pains me to think of you having to pleasure yourself and possibly damage this lovely thing."

"You’re right, Mom, if I do it alone my penis hurts soooo bad. Sis was just trying to help. So, does that mean you're not mad at her?" Shawn was trying to take maximum advantage of the new mood of his obviously penis-hungry mother.

"I'm still mad! The punishment still stands. She should have talked to me. If she wants to stroke or suck your penis, then just like Cheese she needs to talk to me first. How else can I be sure that things don't get out of hand?"

"You make the rules, and I want to respect them," Shawn said demurely. "By the way, could you take off your shirt to help me reach climax?"

"Hmm... Maybe, just this once…" she said, ignoring that she'd been running around nude sucking his penis on Tuesday, and naked for him at least once every day since. She stood up, removed her shirt, and exposed her gorgeous orbs to Shawn.

She desperately missed being an exhibitionist. She immediately felt better and more at ease topless. It was almost literally felt like taking off a ball and chain. She sighed contentedly. Naked and with my hands around his thing. God yes! Now this is what I've been waiting for! But at the same time she periodically looked back towards the open door, fearing that Joanna would come out of her room and expose her as a hypocrite.

Shawn sat back up to check her out. "Holy cow, Mom, your boobs are so fantastic! I've missed them so very much. You've hardly been naked at all for me lately. You’re so insanely beautiful. You look so young. Twenty years old. Twenty two, tops."

Vel beamed with pride. She posed for him for a minute, just standing still like a model being photographed. But she was momentarily struck with a loss of how to verbally respond. "Well… Thanks, but… just remember there’s much more to your mother than just her bust."

"I know, Mom, I know. You’re the greatest all around. And I don't just mean your body. Though I do mean that, too. But when it comes to getting me excited, nothing beats seeing you naked. Not even Cheese. Every inch of you is perfect. Please be naked more often for me, please?"

"I’ll try, if it'll make you feel better," she said, bowing her head, bashful with pride. Vel was especially extremely pleased to hear she excited him more than Cheese. But she snapped out of her reverie when she saw Shawn had begun stroking his penis.

"Just what exactly do you think you’re doing, Shawn Chen?" she said in a mock huff.

"Sorry, Mom, but you get me so excited, I can’t stop."

She sat back down next to him. "Leave that to us females with soft hands. I want to give you an extra special hand job for being so nice. It's been so long!"

As she grew excited, her fingers began pumping on his penis faster and faster. Shawn was already near the verge, due to his sister's earlier work and Hui Shan's as well (he suddenly thought - Oh my God - what if Mom came in here when Hui Shan was still here? And why didn't we think to lock the door after Hui Shan left?). He felt the pressure in his loins begin to build up.

He started his climax, but he had nowhere safe to shoot his load. His mother hadn't thought of that problem either - she was busy regretting that she hadn't sat in a position where she could suck him off. So he simply began shoot his semen up into the air. It flew up high, and then came splatting down onto the carpet several feet away from them.

Both of them seemed transfixed watching the ropes of cum shoot from his penis. But then Vel was reminded by the sight of Shawn shooting into Joanna's face. She suddenly shouted, "The face! The face! Facial! Pearl! Uh, pearl necklace!"

Shawn was otherwise engaged mentally and had trouble understanding what she meant. Vel too happened to be experiencing a small orgasm of her own - just the sight of Shawn shooting off was enough to get her off too. So she wasn't too coherent. What she meant was that he should aim for her face, and cover it in his seed just as he'd done to his sister. But was too dazed to move her face into position, and his spasming was over before either of them knew it.

When it was all done, his mother shook his penis, as if he'd just peed, and wiped the last dribbles of cum off his penis with her hand. She looked shell shocked, torn between pleasure and restraint.

"You're the best, Mom!" Shawn enthused, and he gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry. I'll give you a nice facial next time." He pulled back and looked at her - she appeared dazed, and conflicted. She was having post-coital guilt again.

She appeared to be blushing over her call to take it in the face, so he changed the subject. "Um, yeah. We should probably get this mess cleaned up."

That seemed to shake her out of her dumbfounded stupor. "I'll... get some towels, and some, uh, … the vacuum cleaner. You get dressed if you still want dessert. The cookies are getting cold." She got up and switched her mind into cleaning mode. When Shawn turned away, she wiped a gob of cum that had found its way to the back of her hand into her mouth. She thought again about the cum smell permeating his room. "Oh, and uh, please open up the windows. Very important you do that."

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CHAPTER 12 (Friday, Nov. 1 - Saturday, Nov. 2)

As the three of them ate cookies, Vel laid down the ground rules for how Shawn and Joanna could behave with each other. Joanna could help Shawn "do his thing," but only with her hands for the time being, and only if she asked permission from Vel first. The two children confessed that this was not the first time Joanna had provided help, but they still kept the fact that they had been actually fucking each other a secret.

Cheese came over not long after that; even though it was a Friday night her social life lately focused almost entirely on the Chen family. When Cheese arrived Vel changed from her nightie back into regular clothes. The whole group ended up watching a movie. It seemed as if it was just another night in suburbia.

It was hardly the penis suck-athon Vel had half-expected now that her husband Ron was gone. Being able to give Shawn a hand job before dinner had satisfied her somewhat, but she was incredulous that she hadn't sucked him off even once all day, now that her husband had gone. The truth was, Shawn was also expecting more to happen, but his energy was flagging.

Deep down she was frustrated Shawn wasn't more aggressive with her. Most of the time, he honestly was trying hard to obey her boundaries and what she actually said, as opposed to what she secretly thought and really wanted him to do. She couldn't be more honest with her words, but she decided she could take no more and would take the initiative with her body. Since it was already late at night, she figured that was a good excuse for her to come to his room wearing her nightie once again. She was ready to make her goodnight kiss become something more, even though he was busy reading.

His door was partially open, so she came in after a perfunctory knock. "Hi Tiger, am I disturbing you?" Again the smell of her son's cum hit her nose and nearly overwhelmed her.

"Not really, Mom. I'm always happy to see you." He turned from his work and devoted all of his attention to her. He undressed her with his eyes, no longer showing any shame in openly ogling her incredible body.

She didn't know how to "force" him to get her to suck his penis, and she was too proud and in self-denial to just come out and ask for what she wanted. She tried to make small talk. "Kind of a relief now that Ron's on another continent, hunh?"

"Yep. Sure is. Something on your mind?"

"Are you ready for your goodnight kiss?"

"Actually, it's still early for a Friday night. I think I'm going to be reading for a while."

"Oh. Well I could give you one now, and one later."

Shawn smiled. "Sounds good. Anything else on your mind?"

"Well, I said before that we could reassess things once he's gone. So I've been thinking. I'm ready now to more actively help you out with your stimulation problem."

Shawn thought, As if that wasn't clear from earlier today! But he kept the sarcasm to himself and merely asked, "What do you mean exactly, Mom?"

She blushed. "If you, for instance, if you're having a really tough time getting aroused, and you absolutely positively need some help, I could help out. With my hands or even my mouth, if you really need that kind of help. You know, sometimes..."

"Thanks, Mom. You're the greatest. I'm so relieved! I kind of had a feeling you'd say something like that, 'cos I know you're just such a great mom." He stood up and gave her a friendly peck on the cheek.

She was disappointed. He seemed ready to go back to his book. "Um, you know, uh, how are you doing right now? Do you have such an urgent need that you want me to take care of?" With her son's room smelling like a whorehouse, tempting her and reminding her how his penis tasted, she was desperate to get his meaty slab back into her mouth.

"Thanks, but actually I'm doing okay. Even though I'm one short of six today, I'm afraid of pushing my luck. You know the help Joanna and you gave me earlier? That wasn't too long ago, and I'm still recovering from that. But if something changes I'll let you know."

In actual fact, that wasn't entirely true. Even though his energy was flagging, he wasn't about to turn down the chance for his mother to suck his penis. But he wanted to see how much she'd volunteer before he had to ask.

"Oh," was all Vel said. She hung her head dejectedly; her disappointment was obvious. That secretly amused and pleased Shawn.

"On the other hand," he suddenly piped up, "if you dress really sexily, then I can't control my urges and I'd just have to have you help me out."

"You mean this isn't sexy?" Vel ran her hands provocatively over her nightie, frustrated. "I thought you like this kind of thing."

"I do. I love it. But my penis is so overworked that it would take something really extraordinary. For instance, I was thinking, one thing that would be really sexy is if a woman wore an ordinary T-shirt, but cut out a big hole right in the middle for the boobs to stick out of. I think that would be reaaaally sexy. Especially if that woman had really huge boobs."

Vel smiled. "Do you? It just so happens I might know a woman with just such a shirt, though I don't know if she's as big in the chest department as you say. I'll be back in a minute. We can't have you not reach your sixth time today." She winked and went to her room.

A pair a scissors and a few minutes later, she was back. But her mood had changed - the shirt made her feel silly and ashamed, as if she was nothing more than a pair of tits. She nervously asked, "How's this, Tiger?" It looked like her tits were so big that they simply exploded their way through a white T-shirt.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Shawn said with excitement. "Pardon the cursing, but damn, that looks sexy! Put your hands behind your back like you've been tied up."

Vel did so, even though that only amplified her apprehensive feelings.

"Wow, man. I'm certainly getting a hard-on that needs serious assistance. I hate to say this, but the shirt makes you look totally slutty. Hey Joanna, come here!" he shouted.

Since Joanna's room was only ten feet away, she was in Shawn's room in seconds flat. As she came in, she heard Vel pleading, "No, don't bring my innocent Angel in here! This is so embarrassing and demeaning!" A part of Vel wanted to flee the room, but the mouth watering prospect of sucking cock forced her to stay.

Shawn spoke to Joanna. "What do you think - does the T-shirt make Mom look embarrassing?"

Joanna shook her head emphatically no. "No way. I think it makes her look totally sexy."

Shawn answered, "I completely agree. Look how it raises the boobs and makes them stick practically straight out. Way cool."

Joanna was in complete agreement. "Yeah. Wow, Mom, you're so hot. So sexy! God, such tits. "

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Vel's shame was greatly reduced by all the compliments and she bowed her head slightly in modest glee. "You're just saying that," she blushed.

Shawn said to his sister, "Thanks for the input. You should go now, 'cos Mom is gonna suck me off."

"Oh, lucky you. And lucky her! Have fun." Joanna went back to her room. She left the door open as she went.

"Definitely keep the shirt, Mom," Shawn suggested. "But now I could really, really use a good blow job."

Vel unzipped his shorts and grasped his penis. Her fingers played at it like she was playing a piano. It almost felt like tickling to have all her fingers appearing and disappearing all over his penis at once. But then she grew aware of the open door and mumbled. "That Joanna. Was she born in a barn?" She was torn between getting up to close the door and staying. In the end she couldn't tear herself away from Shawn's privates, not even for a few seconds.

Vel sucked and licked his fuck rod for many long minutes. Vel kept the shirt on - the sense of shame in wearing it only heightened her erotic mood. She wanted to say really sexy things to him, but her mouth was too busy sucking, so instead she led her thoughts run free, saying more to herself that she would be willing to say out loud.

Look at your mommy, Son! She's such a slut! She just loves to suck your cock! God, I don't know what it is, but I just love this shirt, too! And when you told me to put my hands behind my back to make it look like I'd been tied up - that makes me so hot! I don't know what the hell is wrong with me, but I adore the idea of being your slave! Tiger, look at your mommy suck your prick! She's your cock slave! She's your cum slut! Her body is for your hands only, my darling boy! Your prudish mommy is really a nympho cocksucker! Just licking it, it's better than sex!

Her thoughts returned to the open door. Why did Joanna leave the damn door open? She knew what I was going to do in here. Does she want to watch? Is she going to walk by and watch? Oh God! What if I have to give Shawn blow jobs in front of her? And everybody else?

That idea sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. Am I that depraved? That desperate for cock? Am I just a hopeless, exhibitionist, cocksucking whore? Yes! Yes I am! Do I even want her to watch? I do! Come look, Angel! I'll show you how it's done by an expert! Your mommy is a cock slave cum slut for your brother's fuck stick!

These ideas excited Vel so much that she started orgasming long before he did. And not just any climax - her whole body trembled so violently that she had to take her mouth off his penis briefly until she could calm down some. But then she renewed her attack on it with even more vigor.

Shawn used his ever-increasing control over his PC muscle to hold out what seemed to be an incredibly long time, but in fact was only a few minutes more. When he finally came, she had yet another awe-inspiring climax of her own. Inspired by what she'd seen earlier, she'd been planning to let him do it all over her face, but with his penis in her mouth, she found she just couldn't take it out. She ended up swallowing nearly everything and finished with a surprisingly clean face.

When they were done, she had more post-coital doubts. She felt bad about her lack of willpower and thought about her "cock slave" comments in a new light. Here I am, a modern, liberated woman. What is this love of submission? Yet at the same time she was confused, because she was simultaneously disappointed that Joanna didn't take advantage of the open door to watch.

She said glumly, "Tiger, you said 'I hate to say this, but it makes you look totally slutty.' Why do you hate to say it? Maybe we should just face facts and recognize that your mother is a slut. Look how I'm dressed. Look what I'm doing to you, my own son. I feel so ashamed, even though I can't stop."

Shawn took great offense at that. "No, Mom, you're not a slut. Don't EVER say that. A slut is a woman who sleeps around with just about any guy. Does that describe you at all? No way. In fact, you're not even sleeping with anybody right now. You may feel slutty, but that's just 'cos you're helping me out in lots of ways and being such a great, caring mom. It's okay if you enjoy it. It makes me really happy that you do. So no more talk of the word 'slut.' Keep your dignity. I love you and don't want you to feel bad about yourself. And remember what we were saying last night about physical interaction just being another expression of love? There's nothing to be ashamed about at all."

"Oh, Tiger, you're such a wonderful son! You're too good for me!" She gave him a big hug. Still wearing the open T-shirt, her tits pressed up against him so firmly that he couldn't help but reach around and cup them in his hands.

He apologized, "Sorry, Mom, can't help myself." His hands pinched and pulled at her nipples.

It broke her rules, but she let it slide. Her nipples were terribly sensitive, and her whole body shivered and trembled in delight.

He told her as he groped, "Now that dad's gone, we're going to have fun. A lot of fun. So thrust your chest out and proudly poke your tits high up in the air, because you have nothing to be ashamed about. You're just doing what the doctor wants, so don't get down on yourself. You're sexy and loving and caring, not slutty. Okay?"

"Okay. I'm sorry." She smiled at him gratefully, even though she still felt somewhat ashamed and slutty. If only he knew my thoughts, he'd think twice about not calling me a slut. What about the ache deep in my loins demanding that I get fucked? What about that? It's driving me fucking crazy. What am I doing to do about that? There's no way to avoid the fact that that's a sin.

"I love you, Mom," he said as he kissed her on the nose and gave her nipples a final tweak. "See you tomorrow."

"I love you too, Son," she said, nearly tearful with both happiness and sadness. "But what's this 'see you tomorrow' stuff? Don't you want your goodnight kiss?"

"Of course! I thought this was kind of it, because it's already so late."

"Well, it almost is. Here's the actual kiss." She leaned forward and gave him a very chaste kiss on the cheek. Then she pulled away.

"That's it?" he asked incredulously.

Her tone was pouty and a bit playful. "That's all you get. Your punishment for treating me so mean today. I thought you would be more excited to be with me now that Ron left, but noooOOOooo. You go running to Hui Shan and Joanna."

Shawn laughed. "Fair enough. I was kind of playing around, with the T-shirt and everything. But it was so much fun to confound your expectations. I promise not to do it again. And I didn't go running to them. They just kind of grabbed my attention and pulled me away. Really, I was longing to be with you."

She kissed him again, this time a dry kiss on the lips. "That's all right. You can do it again, but just remember that I'm going to tease you too. And the shirt is fun. But you can be so frustrating!"

She got a little bit of playful revenge by leaving him without any more kissing. As she walked out into the hallway, she left the overwhelming smell of cum that filled his room. It was as if her head cleared instantly, but at the same time she was filled with the desire to hurry back into his room just so she could inhale the odor.

Later, as she lay in the darkness in her bed, a new wave of guilt washed over her. Now that her weeks-long desire for another cocksucking had been satisfied, she worried about how much she'd enjoyed it. She didn't want to wind up in the embarrassing position where she was begging Shawn every day to suck his penis.

Worse, she had a growing desire to fuck. She was worried that once she got started, she'd break down altogether and even beg him to fuck her. One reason why she didn't give him a deep kiss was because she was worried that the next thing she knew she'd be pulling herself down to the bed and before long they'd be rutting like wild animals. But not only was she morally repulsed at the incest idea, she also feared that if that happened Shawn would lose all respect for her, and that she'd lose all respect for herself.

She thought, He's such a great son. I have to do better by him. I have to have more self control so I can please him and at the same time not give in to my desires, not break the rules. Help him out but not incest. What he did today wasn't incest - it was just a harmless little blow job and hand job. I don't know if I can handle not going further, though. I don't seem to be strong enough and have the willpower to say no. I'll just have to take it day by day. In the meantime, at least I can dream and masturbate on what would happen if I said yes. If I let him go all the way! If I let him fuck my pussy! Yes!

She proceeded to do exactly that. She was too shy to buy a dildo at a store, but her fingers did the job very well.

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CHAPTER 13 (Saturday, Nov. 2)

There was a big party planned for Saturday night, so Shawn figured Saturday day would be relatively quiet as people saved their energies and prepared for the party. However, everyone was keen to test the waters on how things would be now that Ron was gone.

Joanna woke up fairly early and went jogging. She exercised regularly to keep in shape. The first thing she noticed as she walked in the door from her jog was that the underwear cabinet was back again, once again placed near the front door.

She ran inside to the kitchen, said "Hi, Mom," and gave Vel a kiss on the cheek. They chatted for a few minutes.

Joanna could see that Vel was wearing a sexy blouse and short shorts. It wasn't completely outrageous, but it was the most risqué thing she'd worn as normal clothing in two weeks. It was clear she wasn't wearing any underwear either, but she’d never really stopped doing that once she’d started, except for a few days. "Mom, you're such a great mom. I can see you're helping Shawn again."

Vel coyly smiled. "I'm trying," she said bashfully.

"Great! So do you mind if I help Shawn 'do his thing' too? He must be up by now."

Vel was taken aback. Just the night before, after catching Joanna sucking off Shawn, she'd had a talk with her daughter and agreed, in theory, that her daughter could help Shawn with his erections. But she didn't expect theory to turn to reality so fast, especially with Joanna getting grounded.

Vel thought, Boy, she's really cheeky to ask, isn't she? But what can I do? They've already done it, and I'm doing it. They're going to keep doing it whether I want it or not, so I might as well keep it out in the open and have some control over it. Vel finally just nodded.

"Cool!" Joanna kissed her again and bounded out of the kitchen.

Shawn had just woken up and was laying in his bed, naked, when Joanna came in. He didn't used to sleep naked. More and more, Shawn was finding himself nude or at least without underwear underneath, and growing to like it.

She came in all excited and bouncy, dressed in a negligee (she'd purposely changed from her jogging out into something sexier). "Good morning, sleepyhead. I have great news. Guess what? I'm expecting!"

That woke Shawn all the way up in a hurry. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. Expecting? Oh, fuck! I've made my sister pregnant? Fuck! Yesterday? Was it from yesterday? Could she know that fast? Didn't we use protection? Finally, all he could mutter was, "Expecting?!?"

"Yes. I'm expecting to suck you off. Mom just said it's okay. So pull down your sheets." She carefully shook her shoulder just enough to let a strap of her negligee slide down.

Shawn felt his brain whipsaw. He had a stupid expression on his face for a few seconds as everything sunk in. Then he got mad. "Sister! What the fuck? You nearly scared me half to death!"

She laughed. "I'll note it did wake you up. Let me make it up to you with a friendly good morning blow job." She leaned forwards, pressing her arms to make her tits push forward and look bigger than they already were. She knew Shawn always loved that.



Shawn pulled down his sheets, chagrined, but too aroused to complain much. "Promise me you won't joke about that again. I'm totally freaked. Seriously. I've been completely disassociating what we're doing with the possibility of having children. Please don't pull that kind of thing. Period."

"Okay. Sorry. You gotta admit it was pretty funny though. Would you prefer if I pull on this kind of thing?" She tugged at his penis, and continued to giggle.

Joanna soothed his jangled nerves with a loving blow job. As she often did, Joanna wanted to take things too far, and did everything she could to get him to fuck her.

She was big on "accidents." She stopped the blow job and sat up on Shawn's chest. "Oh no. What if your penis accidentally slipped between my tits? Then you just might be tit fucking me." She folded his slippery shaft around her tits and stroked it in her cleavage briefly.

But that wasn't enough. In an even more theatrical voice, she said, "Oh no! What if I slip up big time on your sticky fuck-monster, and it slips on down my tummy..." She scooted back and dragged the penis over her belly button and on down. "What if it just keeps on sliding down and down, and we're both helpless to stop it. Gravity... Can't be helped..." She brought it down over her shaved pussy, right to the top of her clit. She giggled, "Then we'd really be screwed. Or at least I would!"

But Shawn was especially strident to stay firmly within Vel's boundaries, because he was feeling guilty for violating them with Cheese just a short time before. Shawn grabbed her hand and stopped her. "Okay, that's enough. No more accidents. Remember Mom. Remember the slippery slope. We shouldn't even be talking like this."

"Big Drippy Brother, you just skiied down the slippery slope, oozing pre-cum all over me. After all that tough skiing, don't you want to rest for a bit inside my cozy ski chalet?" She pulled at his penis to enter her pussy lips, but his hand still held onto hers and kept it back.

He chuckled. "So it's a ski chalet now, hunh? No. I'd rather ski inside your mouth for a while. I liked skiing in the twin peaks region, I'll admit. That was too brief. But blow job only, please. That's all Mom allowed, right?"

Joanna didn't press too hard, once he'd clearly put his foot down. She knew she'd get her chances at Kim's house at the very least.

Shawn could see a happy pattern forming here, even though both Cheese and Joanna had to ask Vel for permission now each time before helping him. It didn't seem to be as big of a barrier as he feared.

After getting a nice warm load in her mouth, Joanna liked to keep some under her tongue so she could savor it for some time afterwards.

Feeling devilish, when she went downstairs a short time later for a late morning brunch, she gave Vel another kiss. Her mouth tasted and smelled like her brother's cum, and she breathed onto Vel's cheek as the kiss ended just to make sure Vel didn't miss that fact. Vel's eyes went wide and she clutched her hands to her chest. Joanna watched Vel's nipples grow erect in a matter of seconds. Inwardly Joanna chuckled. My mother is sooo predictable.

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CHAPTER 14

Shawn followed his sister's blow job with a long shower and then went downstairs for brunch. Joanna was already gone, but Cheese was together with Vel in the kitchen. Both of them looked at him expectantly.

Shawn thought to himself, I wonder what they're thinking. I bet they're thinking of helping me out. After all, that's about all that goes on in this house any more! But what'll I do now that it's not just Cheese helping me? I'm getting hard, not surprisingly, just looking at these two incredible six foot tall wonders. If I ask Cheese for help, then Vel's going to be offended. If I ask Vel for help, then Cheese's going to be offended. And if Joanna were here too, it would be that much worse! How can I divide my...

Shawn's thinking was interrupted by Cheese, who leaned over the table he was sitting at and asked, "Would you like some more tea to go with your biscuits?"

Shawn nodded, and she leaned far forward across the table with a teapot, sending her boobs soaring downwards towards him as they barely remained hanging in her skimpy top. She kept her head down and her eyes closed so Shawn wouldn't feel shy scoping her out.

Vel though saw what she was doing and said, "Thanks a lot, Cheese, but I can handle it. A guest like you shouldn't have to..."

Cheese cut in. "Nonsense! This isn't my home, but I'm happy to help out. I'm especially happy to help Shawn. I like to take my share of the load. Shawn, Sweetie, would you like some more tea?" She leaned forward again, jiggling her boobs, knowing full well that Shawn's teacup was already filled to the brim.

Vel crossed her arms and frowned. "Cheese, thanks, but really, when it comes to serving Shawn, I think I've got it covered." Vel glared at Cheese, and Cheese finally stood back up.

Shawn thought, These two are getting competitive all of the sudden. I don't want that. I think there's an undercurrent in what they're saying, like Cheese saying she wants my "load" and Vel talking about "serving" me. I have to diffuse this situation quickly, but I also have to be subtle, polite, and not act like some macho jerk. One reason they like me so much is because I don't say things like, "Hey baby, you'll get your turn."

He said to both of them, "Speaking of helping out, that reminds me. I could use some help with my treatment today, and it would be great if you two could help me. I'd really appreciate it."

"Certainly," Vel and Cheese said at the same time.

"I'm going to need help more than once. Probably once now when I've finished eating, since you two have given me such outstanding visual stimulation, and once again in the afternoon. So maybe one of you could help now and one later?" They both nodded enthusiastically. "Great! Then could the two of you decide who goes when?"

Vel and Cheese looked at each other. For a moment Shawn thought his solution of letting them decide would only make matters worse as they fought over who went when. But then Cheese said, "Flip for it?" and Vel nodded.

Cheese flipped a coin, and she won. Shawn was a bit disappointed, because he knew his mother had been frustrated lately, and in particular, the fact that he was caught with Joanna the night before no doubt especially rankled her. But he had to obey the results.

He finished his food and then wordlessly took Cheese in his hand and began to head back towards the stairs leading to his room. But suddenly his mother said, "Wait! You two, stay here. Don't do it upstairs, 'cos I want to go there right now."

"Uh, okay," Shawn replied. He realized that Joanna or Hui Shan could walk into the house at any moment so the living room wasn't good. "We'll go to the basement. How does that sound, Cheese?"

"Fine." Her hand clung to his like they were teenagers on their first date, and she pulled him out of the room.

Vel hurried upstairs and the other two went downstairs to the basement filled with Cheese and Vel's exercise equipment. They assumed Vel wanted to do something in her room or bathroom without knowing that Shawn was having his penis sucked only a short distance away.

What they didn't realize was that Vel in fact hurried straight into Shawn's room. She did plan to return to her room, so she could masturbate herself some more (she'd had a wonderful orgasm just after waking). But she decided to stop by Shawn's room to check the chart on the inside of his door and see how many times he'd cum the day before. Checking his chart was still a daily habit for her.

As she entered the room, her nostrils were overcome with the smell of Shawn's cum. He still hadn't opened his window in days. It smelled stuffy and stale, but mostly there was the odor of sex, and the reminder of how Shawn's penis tasted. If Vel couldn't have it in her mouth right now, being in this room was the next best thing.

She looked at the chart. Oooh! Seven times last night. Shawn is getting to be such a sexual stud. What a man! Such a big, cum-filled young man! ... Oh no. My head - it's like I'm getting dizzy just standing here. I don't know if I can control myself...

She locked Shawn's door, and rushed to his bed. Then she lay on top of the covers and frigged herself. She imagined that Shawn was in the room, standing on the other side, but watching her.

She knew that he kept some towels next to his bed that he liked to cum into; soft, silky towels. As she worked herself towards climax, she picked up one of the towels and sniffed it. It was still fairly wet with his cum - she figured the cum was some hours old and from some point in the middle of the night. She didn't care. She rubbed it over her face and then licked the cum into her mouth. The cum wasn't fresh, but at least it wasn't crusty and hard. She eagerly lapped it up as her pussy exploded in orgasm.

[shawnieboy]

Meanwhile, down in the basement Cheese was giving Shawn a hand job. It was only as a prelude to a blow job, because she wanted to talk first. She said, "Sweetie, I know what you were thinking. You're worried about a rivalry between mothers. But don't worry. We're best of friends and it takes a lot to split us apart. As long as there is plenty of cock for both of us, everything will be fine."

"I'm trying, Aunt Cheese, I'm trying. Just the other day I had to do all six times myself."

Cheese laughed. "Now that your father is gone, I don't think you'll ever have to do that again. We're going to make you feel so good, you won't know if you're coming or going." She giggled. "I take that back. You're going to know very well that you're cumming." They both chuckled at that.

"Speaking of which, it's almost time for my lunch. I think I'm going to eat some Shawn sausage, with a side order of balls, and then a cup of piping hot creme de cum soup. But I must admit I do feel a little bit of rivalry with Vel. Now that she's becoming a committed cocksucker, I have to stay one step ahead. That's why I've been learning how to deep throat. I've been with a lot of guys, but I've never done deep throated anyone before. But I want to do it for you, Sweetie. I wanna be your favorite cocksucker and stay that way."

"Well, I warn you, it's pretty hard to do." He thought of what Peggy had done to him, and was honestly amazed at her skills.

"Oh no! Somebody beat me to it? Who?"

Shawn blushed. "I can't say."

"Oh, come on. You can tell me. Your Aunt Cheese." She stroked his penis more insistently, and squeezed his balls in a pleasurable way to help squeeze the secret out of him.

"Nope. Can't kiss and tell. But it was someone from school." He figured Peggy would really not want him to tell anyone what they were doing.

"Oh. That's not so bad. I was afraid there for a moment that your mom had beat me to it. I can't imagine her knowing how, but she is full of surprises lately. Or your sister. I gotta admit I feel some competition there. Just what have you two done together?"

Shawn remained mum. Then he broke down enough to say, "I can't kiss and tell."

"Okay, enough talking anyway. I've been practicing with a dildo and reading up on this, so I'm ready. Let's give it a try."

Cheese knelt down further and put her mouth over Shawn's penis. Just as Peggy did, Cheese took the penis in deeper and deeper each time her head bobbed on it. But unlike Peggy, Cheese was clearly having trouble. She repeatedly gagged as his penis reached her gag reflex. She sputtered and choked, and Shawn had to take his penis out again and again, giving her a chance to recover. She kept repeating, "Sorry." But she would not give up.

After some time she was able to get past the gagging and truly deep throat his penis. Nevertheless, the experience was nothing like it was with Peggy. Cheese was barely hanging on, and couldn't do all the extra things Peggy could simultaneously do that really drove Shawn crazy with pleasure. It actually was more of an ordeal than something delightful, but Shawn recognized it was a necessary ordeal, like learning to ride a bicycle.

Cheese eventually gave up and finished Shawn off with a traditional blow job. But she was a fast learner. Shawn could see that with maybe one or two more tries, she'd start to master it. That made him excited about the possibilities. He also was pleased and touched that she would try such a thing just to make him happy.

After that effort, both of them were tired. Shawn in any case was looking forward to a restful day after doing little more than getting sucked off by Joanna and Cheese on either side of a brunch. The two of them rested in each other's arms for a while. Cheese asked him all kinds of questions about his recent "help" from Vel and Joanna.

Shawn ended up giving quite a long explanation about how he and his sister had gotten caught, about the new "goodnight kiss and tuck in" tradition, and much more. Later Cheese would ask Vel about these things as well to feel out her opinions, but by asking Shawn she got more straight forward answers without all the gnashing of teeth.

Cheese went back home, content to have a big load of cum in her belly. As she walked the short distance back to her house, she thought, Excellent. One step backwards, and two steps forwards. Shawn and Joanna getting caught is actually a really good thing. Vel now becomes that much more accepting and another piece leading to my overall scheme falls into place. I feel just like Mr. Burns on the Simpsons. "Eeeexcellent!" I wish I could do a convincing "Bwa-ha-ha-ha!" laugh. I don't even need to actively scheme - everything is developing as it should, naturally.

But there's still a long ways to go, though. Getting Vel to actually fuck Shawn is the hardest mental barrier to overcome, by far. Getting her to fuck me and Joanna will be easy in comparison. Oooh! Won't that be fun? Heh heh heh.

Shawn climbed back up the stairs to his room to recuperate and do a little reading. But when he opened the door to his room, he was in for a big surprise. Vel still lay on his bed, wearing nothing but her birthday suit. Her fingers on one hand were deep in her pussy and her other hand mauled her own tits. She was headed for yet another orgasm - she'd lost count just how many she'd had while anticipating her turn to suck Shawn off later in the day. Her clothes lay scattered on the floor beside the bed.

Now that the object of her fantasy had appeared in the flesh, she didn't seem that affected by it. "Oh. Hi, Tiger," she said almost absent-mindedly.

Shawn walked over to her and stared open mouthed at her gaping wide open pussy. Her legs were bent up at the knees and they thrashed around in slow motion. One of her feet scraped along the wall the bed rested against, as if she was trying to see just how wide she could spread her legs and was finding a frustrating barrier in the wall.

"Tiger, so good to see you. Sorry for invading your privacy. I just popped my head in here to uh, check your schedule. Oh! It looks like you're cumming a lot lately. That's a good son. I'm so proud! But then, uh, then the smell... It got to me." She opened her legs even wider, like a professional gymnast.

As he drew closer, she paid him more attention and grew more excited by his presence. She continued, "I love what you've done to your place. The smell! So good. So yummy. Oh! Oh dear! Your mommy is feeling very, very helpful. She's so very eager to help you with your treatment. Please. Yes! Pull down your shorts and give it to me, Tiger, give it to me! Please! Your mommy's so hot! She's burning up!" She sat up in bed and opened her mouth in delightful anticipation.

Shawn just stood there openmouthed, with his hand still on the doorknob. He looked just like she looked when she caught him with Joanna the day before. He was at a loss for words.

He thought, Oh shit. Just yesterday she was reluctantly conceding she would be willing to help me in this way. Now this! I'm still recovering from what Cheese did minutes ago. Now I've got my mom on own my bed, naked, legs spread, and begging to suck my cock, and I can't even get it up? Oh my fucking God. What a day this is turning out to be. I thought we were all taking it easy for the big party tonight. And it's not even noon!


Continued in part 10...

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 1 (Saturday, Nov. 2)

Shawn continued to stare at his mother. Vel still sat up naked in his bed with her mouth open, waiting for his penis. "Mom, I can't tell you how much I hate to say this, but I just can't get it up. I mean, Cheese just got me off ten minutes ago. I'm only human."

Vel's open mouth turned into a big "O" of disappointment. She muttered, "Oh my." She sat sadly for a moment. Then she brightened. "I know! Come here and I'll get it nice and hard! I have some ideas!"

Shawn shook his head. "Mom, we've got all day. Why don't you take a rest and so will I. Then we'll have more fun later."

"Okay," she said resignedly. She got off of the bed, picked up her clothes from the floor, and walked naked out of the room.

On the way out she stopped next to Shawn and kissed him on the cheek. "I love you, Son. And I love helping you out. Now that Ron is gone, I hope I can help a LOT." She giggled. Then she walked into the hallway.

As soon as she was gone, Shawn thought, Shit. I cannot BELIEVE I turned that down. If my penis wasn't feeling all funny right now, who knows what I might've done. It looked like she was ready for anything! Does she want me to fuck her? It sure seems like it.

He went to his bed and lay down. A part of him wanted to nap just so his mind could shut off for a while, but, it was too early in the day for napping. Instead, he just sat in his bed with his mind nearly blank. He stared into a wall across the room with a look of dull incomprehension. He literally could not conceive just how beautiful and sexy Vel was. Then he would think of Cheese and similarly boggle. Then Joanna. Then Hui Shan.

He wasn't thinking about these things in an arousing way, but in a "my life is a completely impossible Twilight Zone episode" kind of way. I've won the lottery. I've won some kind of cosmic, sexual lottery. It's really sinking in. I've been feeling like all this has been a dream, but it's been going on too long. This is really, really real. My mom was actually writhing naked on my bed. Fucking unreal! Unreal!

He stared slack jawed some more.

Vel meanwhile headed to her room. As she walked into it, she could feel her head beginning to clear. She was torn between masturbating some more or putting her clothes back on, but with every second that passed her mind cleared some more, and she finally dressed.

She sat down on her bed and tried to make sense of what happened. What happened to me? I was like an uncontrollable bimbo slut! I was begging for him to fuck me with my eyes! ... Calm down. Don't try to think about that. Think about the why. Why? ... It has to have been that smell. His room! I go insane with the smell of his cum! That must be it. This has to stop. I have to keep a grip. First, I'm going to take a cold shower to fully clear my head. Then I'm going to talk to him - outside of his room - and get him to clear the air in there.

She did have that talk. Shawn did open his windows and clear out the smell in his room. When all was said and done, he was very doting on his mother, and obedient to her wishes. Vel felt a lot better after that. But she still desired the blow job he'd promised her and dropped several hints about how ready she was to help. Later in the afternoon, after he finished his nap, he called her into his room.

She looked typically stunning. He couldn't help but say, "Mom, you look so hot that they need to put you in some kind of asbestos decontamination chamber." She laughed, and her enthusiasm to suck him off doubled. But then he half-kidded, half-chided, "But what did I tell you about wearing underwear?"

"You told me I should never wear it except outside the house. And Mommy obeys her handsome, well-hung son. She must obey. But I thought it would be okay if that was all I was wearing."

Shawn pretended to disapprove. "I don't know. Hmm.... Maybe I'll forgive you just this once, if you take it all off immediately."

"Okay!" she answered excitedly. Then she realized it wasn't seemly to be so enthused, so she calmed the tone of her voice and added, "After all, the doctor said I have to be some kind of..." - she searched for the right word - "sex object for you." She slowly and tantalizingly unhooked her bra then let her boobs jiggle as she shook the bra off.

Spreading her legs a bit, she grasped her panties and inched them down her legs. "Looks like I have to do what I'm told. ... Do you like?" she asked, fishing for more compliments as the undies worked their way ever so slowly down past her knees. Since she was bending forwards, she took the opportunity to shake her rack with every movement.

Shawn's blood pressure rose just looking at the sight. "Mom, can I ask you a favor? Could you buy me a thesaurus?"

"Sure, Tiger, but why bring that up now?"

"Because I need to find new words to describe just how sexy and amazing you are. The words I know just don't do you justice. Seriously."

"Aaaww. You're so cute!" She was stark naked now. She sat on his lap and threw herself into his arms.

"And you're so impossibly curvy and nice. Kiss me, Mom."

"Sorry. Can't. Must. Give. Blow job." She jokingly said this in a strange voice, as if she was a robot or zombie. Meanwhile her hands found his penis. She took a deep whiff and was disappointed to notice most of the cum smell gone. At the moment she regretted her earlier order to air out the room.

"Hey. I thought you just said you must obey me. I want a kiss on the lips."

She dropped the funny voice to answer seriously, "Yes, obey, but only within the boundaries of the rules. I can't have you just taking advantage of me any which way. After all, I'm your mother!"

The playful way she said this last part made him think she wouldn't completely mind such rule violations. But he let it slide and just sat back to enjoy the blow job.

She gave it her all. For the first time, she wasn't restrained in her vocalization. She hummed, "Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm..." repeatedly, but seemingly half the time she raised her voice as if in surprise: "MMMM!"

She let him run his hands over her back and caress her hair, which usually wasn't allowed. When she particularly enjoyed his caresses, one of her "mmmm's" would turn into an "mmmm-HMMM!" When he gave up his load, she somehow managed to drink it all in even as she let out a joyous, wordless cry.

But she wasn't as out of control horny as she'd been earlier in the day. Shawn wondered if maybe he missed a golden opportunity to take things much farther, if only his penis had shown any life at all.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 2

While Shawn was napping, Hui Shan came over, looking for help in shaving her pussy. Although Shawn was sleeping, Joanna was more than happy to help. The two of them went back to Joanna's room. There was the usual amount of "checking for bumps" and "investigating the leakage problem."

Joanna concluded to Hui Shan that the leakage problem still had no answer, but that it demanded more investigation in the very near future. This was the same conclusion Joanna had every day. She could tell by now that even Hui Shan had caught on to the whole "leakage problem" pretense. But still they maintained the charade, absurd as it may have been. It was more fun that way. They almost never stopped giggling.

Shawn had shown Joanna how to find Hui Shan's G-spot, and then Hui Shan was able to find Joanna's. They were both "very disturbed" to find one of the actual bumps, and spent many long minutes trying to massage their respective bumps away, to no avail. Both agreed their respective bumps would need much more investigation. Again, Joanna figured Hui Shan was getting wise to this, but again it didn't really matter by this point.

Hui Shan also asked if she could borrow a dildo, but Joanna said that would have to wait for another day. This asking for and denying the dildo was getting to be a daily ritual, too. Joanna always said no because she wanted Hui Shan to become completely dependent on her and Shawn for all her sexual pleasures. So far it was working like a charm. Hui Shan was coming over even more than before, always ready for pussy shaving and/or a "bump check."

But today Joanna wanted to do something new. She suggested had a novel solution to their supposed "leakage problem."

She said, as they sat on the bathroom floor, pumping fingers into each others' vaginas, "Hui Shan, here we are, always checking out the same hole, but we've forgotten to check the other one! Is there also a leakage problem there? If not, why not? If you could investigate that too, maybe we could solve our problem."

"What, you mean your asshole?" Hui Shan asked bluntly. "That’s gross! I don’t want to touch that."

"I know it sounds weird, but you were just asking the other day how you could pay back all the help Shawn and I have given you. I don’t think this is much to ask. It’s very clean. I just washed thoroughly. Just put a finger in there. It’s no big deal."

Hui Shan still appeared wary, so Joanna volunteered, "Here, I’ll put a finger in yours first. Then you’ll see it’s not so weird, and even can feel good."

Joanna began sawing at Hui Shan from both sides, with fingers in her pussy and another finger up her anus. Pretty soon Hui Shan had to admit that it felt good. She finally was persuaded to stick her own finger up Joanna’s butt.

Within minutes, Joanna convinced Hui Shan to replace that finger with her tongue. Hui Shan’s tongue was soon contentedly probing deep into Joanna’s anus as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Joanna not only liked the feeling of having a tongue up her butt, but she also liked the feeling of power in ordering Hui Shan to do it. Although she didn't normally get off on power the way Sera did, there was something intoxicating in having someone as subservient and unquestioning as Hui Shan stick a tongue in one’s anus.

After more orgasms all around, Joanna admitted they appeared to be no closer to solving the "leakage problem." But Hui Shan suggested they continue to explore the butt in the future, just to be sure. By the end of the session, Hui Shan exclaimed, "Mmm. I love licking butts. I'm a butt-licker! Do you think Shawn will let me lick his butt? It's fun to be naughty!"

The rest of the day passed fairly normally for Shawn and everyone else. Typically, Vel was very ashamed at her earlier behavior. She worked off her guilt in a house cleaning frenzy. The others were just feeling lazy or tired. Plus, they were all saving up their energy for a big party that night, one of the biggest parties of the year.

The exact day of Halloween passed without much special to mark the holiday, especially since parents were too scared to let their children go trick and treating any more. Instead, everyone waited until the nearest Saturday night for the local big party. A fat, bald, and jolly man named Ralph held a Halloween party every year for everyone in the neighborhood that was THE party to go to. He was also exceedingly rich, and his massive shindig was attended by hundreds of people.

Shawn, Vel, Joanna, Cheese, and Hui Shan were all planning on going. It was such a big deal that even Cheese’s husband Eric and her son Brad were going. Everyone was excited, but Cheese was the most excited of all. Her plan to corrupt the Chen family was proceeding better than she could have dreamed. She decided it was time she gave herself a reward at the party. A big reward.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 3

Cheese was very aware that the party was a costume party. Costumes meant the potential for mistaken identities. She cooked up a devious plan. She rented two costumes: one of the superhero Catwoman, and the other one a Renaissance-era lady.

She picked both for the identity cover they could provide. With Catwoman, she could wear a skintight suit that flaunted her body but still managed to completely hide her identity. There was a mask covering her entire head except for parts of her chin and cheeks. The Renaissance outfit was a frilly dress that had an extremely low cut bodice. But she also wore a black mask with it, as if she was attending a masquerade ball from centuries earlier.

Her plan was to go as Catwoman, then switch to the Renaissance dress halfway through the party, find Shawn, and seduce him while pretending to be someone else. That way, she could get fucked without paying any of the consequences. Not even Shawn would know her identity, hopefully.

Cheese also rented a costume for Vel. She picked Wonder Woman, because it would force Vel to flaunt her body in public for practically the first time. In addition, it forced Vel to do up her hair in a style that almost exactly matched Cheese’s. Cheese did Vel's hair herself, hoping that could lead to some interesting mischief. Wonder Woman essentially wore a one-piece bathing suit, except there was a very revealing cut around the boobs and also no shoulder straps.

As a joking reference to the nicknames their mother called them by, Shawn went as a tiger and Joanna went as an angel, complete with halo (held up by wire) and wings. Shawn looked somewhat like he wore a little boy's pajamas, completely covered in a one-piece suit from head to toe except for a hole for his entire face.

Joanna’s costume caused a bit of controversy before they left. "I hope you don’t think you’re going like that," Vel said to her daughter.

"What? I’m showing as much skin as you are," Joanna correctly pointed out.

"Yeah, but angels don’t dress in tiny bras."

"Those are puffy clouds," Joanna said indignantly. Her bra was made of cotton balls. "Angels live up the clouds, you know."

"Yeah, whatever. I don’t think any Bible has angels looking like that. Anyways, I know you want to look good for Shawn, but consider all the other guys who will be there. You’ll ruin your reputation at school."

After much nagging by Vel, Joanna adjusted her costume to cover up her stomach as well. She still was a very sexy, raunchy angel.

When they got to the party, there were already at least two hundred people there. Ralph, the host, lived in a huge two-story mansion and the party sprawled all through it and out into his massive backyard, where a band played beside a swimming pool. People of all ages were there, including dozens of Shawn’s classmates and even many teachers.

Cheese had no trouble freeing herself of her husband and son. Hui Shan, dressed in an Elvira-styled witch costume that flaunted her cleavage, was surrounded by a crowd of flatterers.

Cheese quickly found Shawn. But there was a problem: Cheese couldn't work her plan because Joanna was clinging to Shawn like glue.

Joanna kept the guys away from herself by remaining arm in arm with her brother. Secretly, she was also fantasizing to herself that they were an official couple. Not so secretly, she occasionally whispered sexy things into his ear, like, "Honey, I'm tired. I'm ready to go already. Take me home and fuck me." That earned her a worried nudge and stern look from her brother. But rather than stop, she added, "Big Rail Spike Brother, do you think that if you drag me over behind those trees and screw me silly, anyone would notice us?"

She giggled, but Shawn gave such a desperate nonverbal plea that she toned it down - for a few minutes, anyway.

Cheese decided to eliminate the competition. Walking up to Shawn and Joanna as they stood outside talking to each other and doing their best to ignore most everyone else, she handed both of them glasses to drink.

Shawn said, "Thanks, Aunt Cheese. I mean, Catwoman. What’s in the drink?"

The liquid was black and smoke rose from the glasses. "It’s called spooky punch. It’s basically Long Island Iced Tea, with some coloring and dry ice."

Joanna took a sip. "Mmmm! Not bad. Is it alcoholic?"

"Just a tad. I’m sure Ralph wouldn't mind if you young’uns have a little." Cheese was delighted that neither of the Chen kids had any idea what a deceptively powerful alcoholic wallop Long Island Iced Teas packed.

Within an hour, Joanna was completely plastered. Cheese took her to a coatroom and helped her lie down on a couch there. The girl immediately passed out. But the problem with Cheese’s plan was that Shawn drank as much as his sister. Since he was a bit bigger and heavier and had more alcoholic tolerance, he was still on his feet when Cheese came back, but obviously he was barely hanging on.

Worse, from Cheese’s perspective, an attractive young female classmate had replaced Joanna next to Shawn, and in just the few minutes Cheese was gone getting Joanna to a couch, the girl was already shamelessly flirting with him. This kind of thing would have never have happened to the old Shawn. But the new Shawn was oozing sexual experience and confidence, so such aggressive flirting was no surprise.

Cheese decided to go mingle; hoping that by and by the girl would leave. She lingered nearby, ready to whisk Shawn away if the opportunity struck.

She saw Vel mingling nearby, too. Vel was surrounded by a small crowd of young men, all trying their best to pick up on her. Vel made eye contact with Cheese, and gave her a look that said, "Rescue me!" But Cheese smiled and kept walking, figuring that the attention might do Vel some good to her low self-confidence. Then Cheese remembered that she had to change into her other outfit. She had it in a big bag in the cloakroom, so she went in there and changed.

When she found Shawn again, the cute young girl was now draped all over him. She was running a hand over his chest and laughing at nearly everything he said. She had long, blonde hair, and looked like the wild, slutty type. He had another glass of spooky punch in his hand, and was about as wasted as he’d ever been.

Cheese, drinking a martini, boldly walked up to the pair. "Excuse me, young sir," she said to Shawn, completely ignoring the girl, "Can you help a damsel in distress?"

Cheese used a French accent she’d picked up earlier in life so he wouldn't recognize her voice. The accent fit her costume perfectly. She looked and acted like she’d just stepped out of the movie Dangerous Liaisons. Further, she tried to speak more nasally so he wouldn't recognize her very distinctive whispery and raspy tone.

"Sure!" he said unthinkingly. More doubtfully, he added, "Do I know you?"

"Not yet, but you will, very well. Call me, umm, Elle."

"Well excuse me, Elle," the girl said in a nasty voice, "but can’t you see we’re a little busy here?"

Cheese dismissively sneered, "Little girl, why don’t you run along to your Barbie and your doll house?"

"Well! I never!" The girl said huffily.

Cheese chuckled to herself, then said, "That’s your problem, missy. Leave this one to those of us who have."

Grabbing Shawn’s arm, Cheese said, "Quick, it’s urgent. Please come with me."

The girl stood there, stunned and at a loss of words. "Shawn, are you going to let her treat me like that?"

"Sorry Carol, I’ll be back in a bit," he said as Cheese nearly dragged him towards the house.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 4

Shawn's head was foggy, and he asked, "What was your name again?"

"Elle. Remember that, because you'll be screaming it later." Shawn was so befuddled that he couldn't figure out what she meant.

She pulled him all the way up the foot of the stairs of the house. "Come with me here," she said, and began to climb the stairs, still leading him by the hand.

Shawn dumbly tried to process her comment. "'Come with me here.' 'Come with me here…' Something about that is weird. Don’t you mean 'Come here with me?' Yeah, that’s how it goes."

"Oui, that too," Cheese said, as she discovered an empty bedroom and pushed him in it. When she said "come with me here," in her mind she spelled the first word "cum."

"Are we there yet?" Shawn asked, still not really thinking. Cheese shut the door behind her, and stood leaning against it with Shawn now trapped in the room. The room was dark except for the light of the moon pouring through the windows.

"Yes, we are," Cheese replied, but now that she had him here, she wasn't sure how to proceed. "Um…" she said aloud, but she couldn't think of anything to say. She'd had a few drinks herself, and wasn't her usual sharp self.

Shawn stood in the middle of the room not too concerned with much more than trying to stay standing. But it was slowly dawning on him what a gorgeous, big breasted woman he was standing in front of. Her tits were all but popping out of her very low cut dress.

"You know, Elle, I gotta say, your boobs are almost the biggest…" he staggered, and fell forward until he was supporting himself with a wall.

"Yes, almost the biggest what?" Cheese said.

"Oh, nothing, I shouldn't have said anything."

"No, I really want to know. Almost what?"

"Well, I was trying to say they’re almost as big as the boobs of two other women I know."

Cheese smiled a devilish smile, realizing this would be a good "foot in the door" for her plans. "Now, just a moment! My breasts are my best assets. You’re telling me you know not one but two women with bigger boobs?"

"Yep."

"I don’t believe it."

"Well, it’s true. I live near two of the most gorgeous women in the universe. Yours are pretty nice, but theirs are even nicer."

Cheese was amused that Shawn thought "Elle" wasn't as big or beautiful as her real identity. "I think you’re wrong," she said firmly. "How can you tell for certain?"

"I don't know, I can just tell."

"You have not felt my boobs. I refuse to concede they’re smaller than these other women’s until you make sure with your hands."

"That’s a fair cop. Okey-dokey." He reached out and cupped one of her boobs. She held her hand on his and pulled down on her dress, which just ever-so-barely covered her nipples in the first place. Her two towers of flesh popped out, and Shawn began investigating their size more boldly. However, he was in his tiger suit, so he couldn't feel much with his "paws."

"Take off that suit, so you can properly check," she said. She pulled a zipper down his back and dragged the tiger suit off of his arms and down to his chest. His hands flew back to her boobs.

"So, what do you think? Are they the biggest?"

"Hmm. They’re pretty fuckin’ huge, lady. I mean Elle. I mean, they’re quite large, madam. Pardon my language! You’re nice, and yours are nice!" he said as he nearly swooned from alcohol. "But Vel’s are nicer."

"Oh, are they?" Cheese said, suddenly genuinely upset. It’s amusing when he’s comparing me to myself, but not when he prefers Vel! "What about this second woman?"

"Oh Cheese? Way nicer, too. Sorry, but that’s just how it is." He continued to fondle, and pulled her nipples nearly painfully.

"I refuse to believe that," Cheese said as she began to pull her dress further down. "Look at me naked, and tell me honestly if you think these other women are prettier than me." She wore nothing under her dress so she was suddenly completely nude.

"Ho boy. That’s nice." His hands began running all over Cheese, but still focusing on her tits. He'd been conditioned in recent weeks to avoid touching pussies, so he refrained from that. "You look a lot like Cheese, but she doesn't let me touch me much. I mean her. Much, I mean."

"She must be crazy. Am I having an effect yet?" She pulled his suit down further until it came to his knees.

Shawn didn't answer with words. But his penis sprung straight out to its full length, and that was all the answer Cheese needed.

"What do we have here?" she said as she reached down, possessed it with her hands, and began stroking. "Is this not proof that I am the more beautiful woman?"

"Sorry, Elle. I mean, you’re making me hot, but you should see what these other two women do to me. It’s really crazy, it is." He looked around the room dumbly. "By the way, what was the thing you wanted me to help you with?"

Cheese grabbed Shawn by the shoulders and pushed him backwards until he fell back onto the bed. Then she pulled his tiger suit completely off of his feet, so he was now totally naked except for the tiger mane covering the hair on his head, which was a separate piece.

"These women," she said. "Do they let you play with them?" He nodded. "Do they suck you off?" He nodded more assertively. "Do they let you fuck them?" He stopped nodding and became sad.

She walked to the side of the bed, and pulled his limp body up the bed until his head was on a pillow, and then lay on top of him. "Because I would very much like you to fuck me. That errand I need help with? It’s that I want you to give me a good fucking."

He still looked befuddled, so she clarified, "I want you to stick your penis in my pussy and ram me like there's no tomorrow. Is that clear? Do you think you can do that?" She drew one of his hands to her pussy and he stroked her furry patch.

"Whoa! Wow. I don't know, Elle. I can try. I’m pretty drunk." The room swirled around him, and he was having a hard time focusing on the task at hand. About the best he could do was grope and ogle this mysterious (from his perspective) and beautiful woman.



He managed to get himself over Cheese/Elle, and sat on her legs so that his penis pointed towards her pussy. Without any further ado, and before she had a chance to get wet, he tried to stick his tool into her hole. But with the room spinning, the effect was that he kept poking his penis everywhere but where it belonged.

Cheese, desiring more foreplay, decided this was a good thing. She grabbed control of his penis, but rather than stick it in, she played with it on her pussy lips, teasing herself with it on her clit and all around.

Shawn was glad because it meant he could concentrate on holding his head instead to stop the room from spinning. She began poking it in her tunnel a fraction of an inch and then pulling it back out, making herself wet and Shawn increasingly frustrated yet aroused in the process.

"Oooh, Elle, I think I’m gonna be sick," he said.

That’s really romantic, Cheese thought in frustration. Giving up hope on lovemaking prowess from Shawn in his current state, she stuck his penis in all the way, and Shawn’s natural instincts took over.

That’s better. Much better! Cheese thought, as he pleasured her with long, deep strokes into the center of her being.

[shawnieboy]

"I’m hangin’ on, I’m hangin’ on," he said to himself. "So good. You’re so good, Elle. Fuck! Yes!" They went at it for the next ten minutes, with no variation or playing around but a steady, solid pounding.

Cheese let out a guttural gasp with every thrust into her. "Oh! ... Oh! ... Oh! ... Oh! ... Oh!..." She was loving life, even if he lacked subtlety.

Shawn began going faster and faster, but then his energy topped out and he began going slower. He was like the little engine that couldn't. Finally, he stopped altogether, with his hard penis still inside Cheese, and simply lay down on top of her and hugged her.

Cheese cursed inwardly. Dammit, this is not how it's supposed to be. I'm not seeing stars here. Shawn is too drunk. We're both too drunk.

She sensed he was going to go to sleep and/or get flaccid at any moment. So she pulled him out, and changed places. Now straddling Shawn, she slowly impaled herself down onto his still rigid pole.

That seemed to work better. She did all the work, bouncing up and down, and saying sexy things like, "You total stud. Fill me up. Fill me up deep with your man meat! Fuck me back into the Stone Age. Fuck this sexy mama senseless. Fuck me silly! You can do it! Hard! Yeah! Just like that!"

"Good!" Her accent was slipping more than a little, but Shawn wasn't in any condition to notice.

The sight of her bouncing tits in the semi-dark room seemed to help in reviving his energy. She threw her arms up in the air and rode him like a bucking bronco.

"Fuck me!" she yelled. "Fuck your auntie!" Realizing that might be giving her identity away, she tried for a stronger accent and added, "Pretend I’m your aunt! Or better, pretend I’m your mother!"

That’s a bizarre thing to say, Shawn thought, but it hit him like a bolt of electricity nonetheless. He sat up somewhat, and groped her tits.

"Oh, you like that don’t you? Yes, pretend I’m your mother. Fuck me, Son! Be a motherfucker!"

"Yes! A motherfucker!"

"Do you pretend that Cheese is your mother?"

"Oh yes!" Cheese filed that away for future reference.

"What about this Vel? Do you pretend she is your mother?"

"Oh God! Vel! Fuck! Yes!" His energy was reviving more and more with each new incestuous thing Cheese said.

"Then fuck your mother! Fuck us all!"

"Yeah! Mom, Mom, finally, I’m fucking you! Yes! You've teased me too much! So mean! Too mean! I can’t take it anymore! I’m gonna finally cum inside you!"

"Yes! Come inside me! Fill me, Sweee-- Sweet Jesus!" She'd started to say his nickname "Sweetie," but luckily stopped herself in time.

Not that Shawn was likely to notice the slip up, given his intoxication and what he was doing. He'd been holding back and trying to control himself a bit, but he just didn't have the mental focus to maintain control. "I’m a motherfucker!" he yelled really loud, and his semen shot out in torrents into Cheese's vagina.

His semen plowed into her like a nuclear explosion going off. Even though Shawn was off his best, he still shot huge loads, and the cum hit the back of Cheese's vagina and just kept on hitting. Cheese was glad he wasn't wearing a condom, so she could feel his jism filling her up. She didn't have to worry about pregnancy since she'd had her tubes tied.

She fell on top of him, exhausted and sweaty, but content.

"Boy, Elle, that was great," Shawn said in a surprisingly casual tone.

"Merci beaucoup. Thank you very much, Tiger," she said, and kissed him on the cheek, while she ran her fingers through the lion’s mane of the last remaining part of his costume. Being called "Tiger" now turned him on intensely. She used Vel's nickname for him deliberately, knowing it would have an effect. He tried to think about why she called him that, and then figured she was just referring to his tiger costume.

He sat with eyes wide open. "I feel so revived. My stomach even feels better. But why the weird fantasy? And what if someone heard us? I think you’re great just the way you are. ...Dang! What a hot, horny, ready woman. And I just met you. Wow."

She answered his first question. "I don't know. It appeared to work though, didn't it?"

Then she thought about the second question, and suddenly felt intensely worried about having been overheard. She looked up at the windows with a start, and felt a great wave of relief as she realized they were closed. I can only imagine what would have happened if the windows were open and a couple hundred people heard him yell "I’m a motherfucker!" The irony! What would Vel have thought if she recognized his voice?

But the effects of the alcohol still lay heavy on him, and in the post orgasmic bliss, he suddenly felt his eyes drooping. He asked, "What were you saying before about comparing? I don’t know about that, but you were great."

His voice started to slow down, like a cassette player running out of batteries. "Can I see your whole face now? Speaking of forbidden fucking, you were almost as good as.… As good as…." His eyes closed, and he fell fast asleep.

Shawn began snoring, and seemed completely dead to the world.

Cheese wondered what name he was about to say. Hrm. Probably Joanna. Are they fucking? I wouldn't be totally shocked if they were. That would make sense for forbidden fucking, and it would be great news for my overall scheme. But she can't be a better fuck than me; she has to be a clumsy virgin. Who else could it be? Maybe a teacher? That would be forbidden too...

She lay naked next to him for the next hour or so, waiting for him to wake up, but he would not. She even tried shaking him, but all he would do is mumble and turn over.

Some schemer I turned out to be! she thought, chagrined. Got him too drunk and had him fuck me when he could barely walk, forgot about protection, forgot about security.… I got him thinking about Vel instead of me. It’s a miracle too he didn't recognize me, especially since I let my strand of teased hair get exposed in the midst of the fucking. Duh. And now he’s done for the evening. At least I know I am. I'm so tempted to close my eyes and fall asleep on this bed, but if we don't wake until morning, I'd be in big, big trouble.

She thought more about his sexual performance. I enjoyed that a lot because it was Shawn, and it definitely had its moments. But objectively speaking, as a first time fuck with Shawn, it sucked. I'm lucky he didn't barf on me. He only was really going there for about three minutes, maybe five. For the normal Shawn he would just be getting warmed up by then. No way does this count as my first time with him! I want a better memory! I'm going to pretend this didn't happen, and try again when he's fucking sober and fully aware of whom he's fucking.

She pulled covers over him, dressed, and slipped out of the room. To her immense relief, the second floor appeared to be essentially empty, though she heard some other panting noises coming from nearby rooms.

She made her way downstairs, and into the cloak room. Once alone, she slipped her black mask off of her face and looked around for Joanna. There were a few people collapsed on various couches, but she found Joanna still sleeping easily enough. She seemed to be okay and in no need of waking. So Cheese changed out of her Renaissance outfit and back into her Catwoman one.

But then she thought, You know, if Shawn wants his mother so bad, why don’t I give her to him? Then there won’t be any barriers any more and we can all fuck with abandon. I've been far too tricky with her lately, lying constantly. It's time we bring that to an end, and bring it all out into the open.

I'm gonna make it up to her, and give her the best present she could ever want. I made her hair look like mine with the idea of this kind of identity swap in mind, so I should use it. Not only that, but what'll be really brilliant is that if she gets fucked pretending to be me, then she'll have to understand if Shawn continues to fuck me from now on, since she'll be the one who started him fucking "Cheese"! God, I amaze myself sometimes. So, changing her mind, she changed back into her Renaissance dress and mask, and went looking for Vel.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 5

Cheese first went looking everywhere for Hui Shan, but couldn't find her. She found Vel in a busy room on the first floor, talking to Shawn’s teacher Ms. Lee. Vel looked like she was having a better time than before, and in fact, she looked just shy of being totally smashed on alcohol. The teacher was better at putting her foot down, and she'd driven off the crowd of leering men that had been following Vel around.

But still, as soon as Vel saw Cheese, she broke off the conversation and hurried across the room to her best friend. "Cheese, where have you been? I’m so ready to leave! But I can’t find Shawn anywhere. What do you think happened to him? And you've changed. What happened to your other costume?"

Cheese replied, "Don’t worry about Shawn. I was just checking on him. He had too much of that spooky punch, and passed out. Just like Joanna, who I guess you located."

"Yeah, in the cloakroom, poor thing."

"Shawn was even worse. I helped him to a bedroom upstairs that had a bathroom right by the bed, ‘cos it seemed like he would be ill. He’s up there right now in bed, sleeping like a baby."

"Oh Cheese, you’re such a good friend! Always so thoughtful of others. Thanks soooo much for looking after him. I've just been running away from one guy after another all evening. It’s been awful!

"Why did I ever let you talk me into wearing this Wonder Woman costume? These guys all think I’m easy, ‘cos I’m practically naked! It’s horrible! One guy even took a bunch of pictures without my permission! And why are you wearing that costume now, anyways?"

Cheese answered, "I was worried that Catwoman suit would get too hot, seeing how it covered every inch of me. So I brought a spare costume, just in case. And thank God I did. I was burning up inside of it. And unlike you, I don’t mind showing off a little bit. This one is much better." Hey, that excuse sounds pretty believable, Cheese realized.

"Well, it certainly suits you. So where’s Shawn? It must be one o'clock in the morning, and way past their bedtimes."

"He’s upstairs. But before I show you up there, an idea just struck me. You’re not happy with your costume, and I’m not using my Catwoman one. It’s much less revealing. So why don’t you change costumes? Not only that, but you can play a really devilish trick on Shawn! Since we have the same body shape and size, when you put that costume on, he’ll think that you’re me! You can give him a big surprise!"

Vel thought of the possibilities. Mostly, she let the alcohol do the thinking for her. Shawn is lying upstairs in bed. I can give him a big surprise, alright! He'll stuff his dick right in his mommy’s pussy, and he’ll never even know it’s me! I know it’s soooo wrong, but wouldn't it be better if I got these urges out of my system? Then I could follow the boundaries so much easier. It’s my one chance in my life to get fucked by him without consequence!

I wanted - I needed - to get fucked by him so badly earlier today. That was wrong. I have to get it out of my system, or I'll keep tempting him until he finally snaps! Or I snap, for that matter. Better to do it when he doesn't realize.

On a more practical level, Vel began to wonder if this idea might actually work, and how. "What about my hair? How does that work?" she asked Cheese. "Yours is so different."

"I had my hair all stuffed under the hood, and down my back under the costume as well. Anyway, thanks to your special hairdo tonight, your hair looks pretty much the same as mine, except you don't have the reddish tinge that I do. But no one can tell the difference about that in a semi-dark room. All you have to do is ditch the glasses, and work on your voice. Do you think you can sound like me?"

"Oh yeah, the voice." Hmm. The voice is a bit of problem. Cheese's scratchy, sultry voice is so distinctive. Mine is so generic. But I can't miss this opportunity! "I don’t know. I can try. ... I don't think so. I'm not a good actress like you. What if I pretend to use Catwoman’s voice? What does she sound like?"

A few minutes later, Vel crept into the room Shawn was sleeping in, dressed as Catwoman. She was nearly senselessly drunk and it was remarkable she could walk in a straight line. She hadn't got the knack of stuffing all of her hair underneath the costume, so some of it stuck out. But that only made her look even more like Cheese, because of the Cheese-styled hairdo Cheese gave her for the Wonder Woman costume.

Because it was a hot night, Cheese had only put a sheet and light blanket over Shawn. Vel had taken her glasses off to make herself less recognizable, but that also meant she couldn't see close objects very well. Still, Vel could tell right away that he was naked. Anyone but the blind would be able to notice how his penis made a huge tent in the bed sheets.

Oooh, look! He’s still wearing the head of a tiger! How cute! My little-whittle Tiger is really a tiger! Should I really let a cute tiger fuck my tight, hot, hungry, little pussy? … I think I just answered my own question!

She sat on the bed, and began shaking his shoulder. "Shawn, Shawn," she said in her usual voice. Then realizing the need to be Cheese, she changed her voice altogether, and used a tone she guessed Catwoman might use, though she really had no idea how that particular superhero sounded. "Shawn, wake up. Catwoman is here. Wake up!"

He opened his eyes. "Oh, hi Cheese."

"I’m not Cheese, I’m Catwoman."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, and stared as if in horror. Vel worried, Oh no! Has he found me out that fast? He jumped up out of bed, and with his hands over his crotch, looked around desperately. Finally he saw the bathroom right before him, darted into it, and slammed the door behind him.

Vel heard the sound of pissing. It wasn't just a little, but it sounded like a flowing river that went on for over a minute. Oh yeah, she realized. All the alcohol. Her nervousness increased as she waited. She noticed that her hands were shaking.

He came back into the room finally, still naked and not bothering to hide his now flaccid member. He sat next to Vel and held his head in his hands. "Sorry Catwoman, but that was an extremely urgent nature call. Too much of that damn punch! What the hell did they put in there? I thought you said it was iced tea or something."

"Are you feeling okay, Sweetie?" Vel remembered to use Cheese’s nickname for him.

"I'm feeling better than before, but… Oh Man!" He rubbed his numbed face vigorously. "I still feel like I’m flying. Drunk. Head still spinning a bit. Arrgh," he moaned in frustration. "At least I don’t feel like throwing up any more. That was close."

She held out open arms. "There, there, come to Mommy – your Aunt Cheese. I’ll make it all better." He leaned in to her, and she placed his head on her boobs. For the next five minutes, she simply held him in a hug, and ran a hand over his head, which meant caressing his lion’s mane costume instead of his hair.

"Do you feel better now?" she finally asked.

"Oh, much. Yes. You’re so sweet, taking care of me. I was wondering where you’d been all evening."

Vel was perplexed by that comment. Hunh? I thought Cheese said she helped him up here and checked on him regularly. Maybe he was already passed out. Or maybe the alcohol is making him forget? "Shawn, are you having trouble remembering what happened earlier?"

"Big time. My head is like in a fog. I doubt I’ll remember anything that happened tonight, come tomorrow."

Shit! Now really IS my big chance! Vel realized. I can do anything with him, and he won’t even remember it! How can I pass this up? If I’m going to be a good mother, there’s only one way I can purge my mind of all the horny, nasty thoughts I keep having. Just one time is all I need and then I’ll never feel like wanting him in me again.

She was lying to herself - somewhere deep down she realized that fucking him once would only whet her appetite for more. But I just have to get fucked by him. Pounded. Reamed. Knocked up. Ravished. Raped. Done. Filled. Yes. My son must fill me up with his big cock! He must! It's for my own sanity! I can't stand it any more! Vel was more honest in her thoughts than ever before, thanks to the alcohol.

"Oh shit," he said, and he got up again and ran to the bathroom. Again, Vel heard a torrent of pee, but less this time around.

While she waited, she thought, Okay, Vel, this is it. Calm down. Calm down. Don't be afraid or ashamed about what you're going to do. What did Shawn say to me the other day? "Thrust your chest out and proudly poke your tits high up in the air, because you have nothing to be ashamed about." That's what I have to do.

[shawnieboy]

As she still waited, she stood up and unzipped the top of her Catwoman costume. As the zipper made its way down the middle of her chest, her tremendous tits came into view, and then her tight stomach. She pulled the zipper all the way down past her cute belly button. She kept the mask on her head though, to help keep her real identity secret. She was able to retain her senses that much, at least.

She thought to herself, Don't be nervous. Wipe that fraidy-cat look off your face. This is for the best. ... Although I can't believe I'm seducing my own son! I just have to be confident and decisive. Tiger loves my tits, so I gotta use that to my advantage. I'll thrust them up still higher.

Shawn washed his hands then came back into the room. He took one look at Vel with her chest arching forward, surrounded by skin-tight black leather, and his eyes bugged out in Roger Rabbit-style. "Cheese! Shit! You look even better than usual. And that's saying something."

That gave Vel confidence. She smiled as she thought, Maybe that's because your mommy really is hotter than Cheese! Again she held out open arms in invitation. "Come back to my chest, Ti- ... Sweetie."

He immediately returned his head to her soft, pale boobs, but now his face rested on naked flesh.

"I have an idea," she said. "Maybe if you suck my nipples, that will help you forget your pain."

Even though he was drunk, he didn't need to be asked twice. He immediately placed his mouth over a tit and began sucking contentedly. Vel cooed, "That’s it. Suck them just like that. Pretend you’re a baby and you’re breastfeeding from your mother. Suck your mother’s tits, Sweetie."

Why is everyone so into pretending they’re my mom this evening? Shawn wondered. How weird.

But soon he emptied his mind and concentrated only on the sensation of sucking a nipple. He switched from tit to tit as the minutes rolled by, and pinched and stroked the nipple he wasn't sucking. Vel was in complete ecstasy. Her nipples were so sensitive that having them sucked almost felt better than being fucked.

Funnily enough, Vel's "forget your pain" idea was actually working - Shawn’s mind began to clear.

Vel kept up provocative commentary at a lazy pace. "That’s it. … That’s it, little baby. … Keep sucking your mommy’s tits. … Drink my milk. … Make me lactate. … Keep sucking until you can milk me. … Milk your mommy…"

Finally, Shawn turned his head up, and said, "But Cheese, Mommy, Catwoman, … whatever I should call you … isn't what we’re doing wrong? What about Vel’s rules? A little bending is okay, but maybe we’re getting into it too much?"

"That’s okay, it’s okay," she cooed, as she pressed his head back onto a nipple. "Just leave it to… your Aunt Cheese. If a little bit of rule bending is good, then a lot is better. Play with my nipples, you big Tiger. Play with me. Suck my tits until I cum milk. … Drink your mother’s milk, my little baby!" He began sucking again, at a more intense pace.

After a delay of a few minutes, he pulled his mouth off again, and said, "Cheese, you don’t have any milk in your tits! Didn't the doctor just a while back say it would take days of constant sucking for a woman to start lactating? Remember when he using that metaphor when talking about my condition?"

"That’s right, Sweetie. But we can continue this at home. You can suck my tits all day long for as long as it takes, until I finally gush milk. Won’t that be fun? To have you fondle and grope and suck at my tits until they’re sore? Then you can drink my milk every day! And then, after that, you can suck and suck, and just keep sucking! Tie my hands behind my back and use me as your personal milk machine!"

She threw her head back in ecstasy, imagining permanently enslaving her boobs to Shawn’s thirst.

"Catwoman, I think you’re getting a little crazy. That’s just impossible with Mom watching, and you know it." He switched his mouth to the other nipple.

"You’re right," she sighed. "Although you might be surprised how she thinks about these things. I think she secretly wants to do EVERYTHING with you, really bad! She just can’t get the courage to go all the way, and you’re not being aggressive enough."

With no response to that, she went on another tack. "But since you can’t get my boobs to leak, why don’t you aim a little lower? There's lots of leaking down there!"

Vel stood up briefly and wiggled further out of her Catwoman suit, until only pieces of her costume on her arms, legs and head remained. All of her hair now fell free, except for some still under the Catwoman hood. This paradoxically made her look even more like Cheese. In the dim light, her skin was pale enough to pass for Cheese's alabaster skin as well.

If Shawn was really alert, he would have noticed she had brown eyes instead of Cheese's green, or he could have realized that Cheese's trademark long strand of teased hair was missing, but he was anything but alert.

Shawn began stroking his hand over her stomach, going steadily lower and lower. Even her stomach was a turn-on: it was perfectly formed, like a statue of a Greek goddess. Shawn loved the feel of the tiny, invisible hairs that covered it.

Meanwhile, she placed a hand on his penis and stroked. "Why don’t you suck on my clit instead?" she suggested enthusiastically. "Put your tongue in my pussy. Lick my hairy pussy until I cum! Since you’re a tiger, bite me! Bite down on my clit! Make me cry your name, scream your name, at the top of my lungs!"

She been trying to talk in a sexy whisper to sound more like Cheese, even if she couldn't imitate the scratchy aspect of her friend's voice. But her voice was becoming more Vel-like every minute. Luckily Shawn didn't notice that either.

Shawn put his hand on her clit and began rubbing it. His mouth followed his other hand, slowly kissing his way down her stomach until he was at the top of her bush.

She continued to enthuse, "Just like that! Yes! Lower! Bite my clit! Do me! Get nasty!"

But he stopped and pulled away from her.

"What’s wrong?" she asked, as she tried to push him back. She grabbed at his penis with both hands and rubbed it more furiously, hoping to goad him back into action. "Don’t stop! It's just getting really good!"

"I just remembered the boundaries. We’re going too far! I’m getting so horny, especially with the way you’re talking, that if I go down on you now I don’t think I’m going to want to stop at all! And frankly Cheese, I’m surprised at you. You’re just egging me on and on. It doesn't seem like you want to stop either. One of us has to have some control. What about my mom who's also your best friend? Don’t you want to respect her rules at least somewhat? I just can’t do this to her. Not now. It feels like cheating."

"Oh Shawn! That’s so sweet!" She leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. Her hands kept working on his penis despite his comments.

"You see?" he said, pulling away, but only after enjoying a good, long kiss, "You’re doing it again! We’re not supposed to do that either. Mom doesn't like people to kiss.

"My head was all fogged up a bit before. I’m still drunk, and you’re obviously more than a little tipsy. So let’s just chalk this one up to us not being totally with it. I've got to go pee again. When I get back, it would be better if I come back to an empty room, ‘cos I don’t know how much more temptation I can take. I mean, Jesus Christ! I must be an idiot for not fucking you right now. You’re so insanely beautiful!"

Her hands flew back to his penis. "Can't I just jack you off? Can't we do that first?"

He noted the curious word "first," but replied, "I'd love to, but I have to pee so bad. And things are spinning out of control. It's good we stop."

His words sobered her. She even let go of his penis. "Okay, you’re right. Let’s just forget this ever happened, okay? No need to mention it to anyone?"

He nodded, and said, "We’ll have other chances soon, I’m sure."

She cried, "At least touch my clit!" She touched it herself, and her whole body shook violently, like she was being rattled around on an amusement park ride. Shawn stood gaping as he watched her cum.

He groaned. "Dear God!" He hurried off to the bathroom. After he peed, he jacked himself off so he would be more rational and self-controlled if she was still in the room when he got back. It didn't take long at all to get off. He shot his seed into the toilet as he replayed the image of her shaking wildly, flooding her wet thighs with even more creamy juices.

As Vel began pulling up her Catwoman costume over her legs, she thought, What an amazing son I have! Tempted beyond all reasonable expectations, and the only thing he could think of was me, not Cheese, and respecting the promise he made to me! I’m so happy, I could cry! Here I've been acting like a total slut, even though a lot of it was the alcohol tonight, and I haven’t been listening to my own advice. Enough! I’m not going to make this kind of mistake again. I’ll be a mother he can be proud of! Cocksucking, yes, but nothing more.

After a pause, her mind began working in a different direction. Even though … the idea of him milking my tits until I lactate is so hot! Oh God, I gotta get out of here before he comes back in the room!

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 6

Everybody woke up late Sunday morning. Nobody made it to church, and in fact Shawn didn't even wake up until noon. Everyone felt woozy upon waking, and Shawn and Joanna had full-blown hangovers. But after showers and a nice brunch, they felt much better.

Nobody really said anything about the party, and when questions were asked, for instance by Joanna who had slept through most everything, few were answered. Cheese in particular desperately wanted to know what happened between Shawn and Vel the night before. But Shawn had virtually no recollection of that part of the evening, and only a bit more of what happened between him and "Elle." He thought it best not to mention "Elle" to anyone at all. He kicked himself for not having any contact information for her.

Vel remembered full well what happened, but the only clue she gave to Cheese was a stern lecture on the importance of maintaining boundaries. Cheese overheard Vel mumbling, "It was the alcohol, I swear. That was so close. I’m teetotalling from now on!"

From that, Cheese guessed something physical must have happened to make Vel feel guilty, but not too much. She speculated, Had they had actual sex, knowing Vel and how she’s been acting just under the surface lately, I would half expect her to totally snap and instantly turn into a wanton, incest-loving slut. Either that or she'd be way more upset.

I can just picture her right now, naked on the couch with her feet up around her head, rubbing her pussy, and just begging Shawn to fuck her like an animal! And then we could all take turns with her. I could be licking her out while Shawn slams into me doggy style. But noooOOOoooo, she just sits in the kitchen making orange juice. Such a shame and a waste of her body. Oh well. It’s just a matter of time. I just have to keep pushing and scheming like I did last night. If only there were more costume parties!

Cheese was remarkably accurate in guessing just how close Vel was to completely snapping and giving in utterly to her desires. But Vel's close brush was an epiphany of sorts. She no longer had an overwhelming desire to be fucked, at least for the moment.

She thought, If Shawn could show that much respect and control for my wishes, I have to try and do the same. I haven't been helping him enough lately too - I've been doing everything wrong. I have to focus on a simple task - stimulating his penis. I'm going to suck his cock every day until it plain falls off. I'm going to forget completely about fucking and focus entirely on cocksucking. I'm going to be the best cocksucker there ever was! That way, we can both have fun, and at the same time Shawn will respect me for following my own boundaries.

Vel was ready to launch into her new cocksucking campaign right away, but the moment wasn't right. Everyone, including her, was groggy and barely functional. The whole gang including Hui Shan hung out eating a lazy brunch and reading different sections of the newspaper for the next couple of hours.

Around three o'clock, Shawn left with some friends for the beach. He went to the beach at least once a week since they lived less than a mile from a great beach, but lately he hadn't been going so much, or spending time with his friends. He thought it was time to fix that. He left without even having cum once all day. He knew he'd end up well below six for the day, but figured he could use the break.

Shawn had a pretty ordinary beach trip, reminding him of his pre-sexual days. But there was one sexual surprise: not long after he got there, he ran into both Joanna and Sera, who were walking together down the boardwalk. He guessed that Joanna had overheard him talking on the phone with his friends, and so knew which beach to go to in order to find him. But he was quite surprised to see her doing something social and of her own free will with "evil" Sera.

Together, the two girls made quite a sight walking down the boardwalk. Sera didn't have her hair in a ponytail as she usually did. Shawn thought it looked good this way and wondered why she didn't let her long hair flow down more often. He was surprised to notice just how tall Sera was. He figured she was only about two inches short of his sister's 5 foot 11. The two of them looked even taller because both were wearing high heels. It was a bizarre thing to wear to the beach, even if they were still walking on a concrete boardwalk. He also thought it interesting that, while he considered his sister quite tanned, with naturally dark skin like his own, she seemed nearly pale compared to the deep golden brown tan Sera had.

Shawn could tell the two girls were in a mood to play with him - the high heels were certainly a sign of that. They even "accidentally" stood so close to each other that their tits touched and then rubbed against each other briefly.

But any sexual hopes they had were dashed, owing to the fact that Shawn was there with three other guys. No matter how he tried, he couldn't figure out how to get away without causing suspicions, or having his bored friends want to come with him. One friend there was his close buddy Sean, the same friend he'd left stranded at Baskin Robbins to run off with Sera.

Sean was as infatuated with Sera as ever, even though she apparently failed to recognize him. He was in complete awe when Sera walked up to Shawn and appeared to flirt with him. For Sera to speak to any guy outside her exclusive clique was considered a high honor at the school.

The two girls hung out for a while casually talking to Shawn. Sean and Shawn's other friends were too shy to say more than "hi" when introduced, and could do little better then stop themselves from openly drooling.

His other two friends were nearly as wowed by Joanna as they were by Sera. Even though her one-pieced bathing suit was much less revealing than Sera’s two-piece, it was way more revealing than the kind of clothes she still typically wore in public. She never wore anything revealing in public, except for the required cheerleading outfit. Everyone outside of a few cheerleaders still thought she was as goody-goody as can be.

Once the two girls left, Shawn’s other two friends started to say things like, "Holy shit, which one is more fuckable?" until Sean pointed out that the brunette was Shawn’s sister. That shut them up, but Shawn could tell that their estimation of him instantly doubled, if only for being on speaking terms with Sera.

As happened nearly every day now, Shawn thought to himself about the irony of his situation. My friends don’t even know I've kissed a woman. If only they knew what I do with these two women in private! Sean would probably have a heart attack and die if Sera even hugged him. I should ask Sera to give him a charity fuck. That would be the highlight of his life.

When Shawn got back just before dinner, he was in need of some "servicing." Given that Joanna hadn't made it back from the beach yet and Cheese wasn't over, his choice was easy: Vel.

All he had to say was, "Hey mom, I could really use some of your special help," and they were off to his room in a flash.

Shawn sat on the edge of his bed and Vel knelt below him on the floor. She gave him a very pleasant cocksucking. As she sucked, he said, "You know what, Mom? I have to confess something. I was with a very beautiful woman last night, at the party."

Vel froze, afraid that she'd been found out.

But he continued, "Her name was Elle. She was amazing. I mean, really truly amazing. But you know what? She wasn't as beautiful as you."

Vel's heart melted with relief and delight. Oh God! What if he knew? I haven't even been thinking about that, and I'm not going to think about it now. What's important is that he DOESN'T know, and no one will ever know. Not only that, but he says I'm beautiful! What a wonderful son! She stopped sucking and reverted to jacking him off so she could look up and hear more about this Elle.

She asked, "What did you do with her? Tell me all about it. Tell me all about the hot, nasty things you did to her. Did you fuck her? Did you put her in her place? Did you pound her into submission with your big pussy-tamer?"

"Whoa, Mom." He was surprised with her language and attitude. "To be honest, I can't remember much. I was too drunk. I do remember fucking her. But it's all a blur. I don't think I was very good."

"Nonsense! You fucked her good. I just know it. Mommy's so proud of her big, strapping son. Such a good fucker. I'll bet you flooded her pussy with cum. But did you take precautions? You're so potent, that could be a problem. Are you going to see her again?"

"I don't remember. And I don't have any way to contact her. That really sucks."

"Speaking of sucking, you need to be rewarded for some excellent fucking." She swallowed his penis again.

She was secretly relieved. As much as I love to hear my son is fucking and is no longer a virgin, and as much as I love to hear about his sexual prowess, I don't want to compete with this Elle. She sounds like some hot young vixen. If he fucks someone, he should fuck him mommy! ... No, I didn't say that. I'm gonna satisfy him just with my mouth so he won't want anyone else. He's fucking his mommy's mouth!

Shawn was keeping his room ventilated now, so Vel had been relatively calm. But after this talk of Elle, she redoubled her efforts. Once more, she moaned: "Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm.... MMMM! MMMM! ... Mmmm..."

When it was over, he compared the "before" and "after" and decided that a little more out of control enthusiasm would be pretty nice. He resolved to keep the air in his room mostly clean since he'd promised to do so already, but leave enough of a cum smell to be noticeable. Actually, that's the way it had been for weeks, since he'd been cumming in his bed so often. He decided that by returning it to that condition he wasn't really violating his promise to Vel to air out the room.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 7

That evening, Cheese came back over to hang out. One moment later struck out in Shawn's mind. He was sitting in the living room with Cheese and Joanna, checking to see if anything was good on TV. Vel was getting something in the kitchen when Cheese asked Joanna, "Did you have a chance to help Shawn today?" She licked her lips in a seductive way to indicate she was referring to Shawn's "treatment" even as Shawn watched from a few feet away.

"Nope," replied Joanna. "Not yet." She started rubbing her tongue around her lips in return. "How about you?"

"Mmmm hmm!" Cheese answered. Cheese had given Shawn a blow job shortly after she came over when dinner was finished. She spent over half an hour licking and sucking every possible way, including more practice with deep throating. Cheese had taken to heart Shawn's complaint from when he thought he was talking to Elle that she didn't let him touch her enough. So she'd let him explore her ass while she sucked.

"Lucky you," Joanna replied. Just like Cheese, Joanna wore a strapless dress. Looking back and forth at their faces, it was easy to forget they wore any clothes at all.

"Oh, but Vel had a nice suck before dinner, so that means it's your turn next. That makes you the lucky one!" Cheese then mumbled instead of using words because she was continuing and even increasing her tongue action. Joanna didn't stop her lewd tongue movements either.


From Shawn's point of view, sitting between them, it appeared that Joanna and Cheese were mimicking the actions of French kissing each other, though of course there was no actual touching since the two females were a good ten feet from each other. But it appeared they were getting really into it and completely ignoring Shawn. Both also stuck their tongues far out and repeatedly brought them back in, as if licking imaginary penises.

Finally, after nearly a minute of this, Hui Shan got up from sitting by the TV, and the two of them stopped. Like the time Shawn saw them French kiss each other a few days ago, he was confused.

Are they teasing me? Trying to turn me on? They certainly succeeded in that! Are they just having fun describe how they're "helping me out" or are they even having some kind of competition? Or is there something sexual happening between those two?

The four of them continued to watch TV for the rest of the evening. The females were fairly thoroughly dressed, at least by recent standards. The only major difference from the way things used to be was that everyone knew Joanna would be sucking Shawn off later, and Cheese at least wasn't shy about openly acknowledging that fact. For instance, during a commercial break, she said to Vel, "Would you have some kind of snack to eat, like ice cream? Not all of us are lucky enough to have Shawn's cock on the menu later tonight."

Vel protested, "Cheese! Please. That's so improper."

Cheese purposely played dumb and pretended it was just one word that offended Vel. "Oh, I'm sorry. I should refer to it as a penis, not a cock. I always forget. I meant to say that unfortunately only Joanna is on the on-deck circle to get a swing from Shawn's big bat."

She turned to Shawn. "Although, Sweetie, aren't you still a long way from six times today? Couldn't you use some more help? Is one tongue at a time enough to get you off, or would you like two?"

Vel was quick to say, "Cheese, stop that. Really! We're trying to watch the TV."

"It's a commercial, Vel. Don't you think that if Shawn needs two tongues at once, we should oblige?"

"That's very unseemly. Cocksucking, I mean, uh, pleasuring his penis, is a very private matter. And although his penis is a tough beast to tame, I've always managed with just my one tongue, thank you very much."

Cheese was always looking for opportunities to bring mentions of Shawn's penis, hand jobs, and/or blow jobs into their normal conversations. Just a few such references had a powerful effect on Shawn and he needed Joanna's assistance sooner than he'd anticipated. Joanna was so excited that she dragged him to the den, a family office that shared a wall with the kitchen.

While they were gone, Cheese and Vel had a talk next door in the kitchen. Cheese chastised her best friend for treating Joanna so harshly for giving Shawn a blow job the other day when "she was only trying to help out." She pointed out the Vel how hypocritical it was to punish Joanna for doing the same thing Vel had been doing, and what Joanna now openly did.

Vel apologized, but told Cheese that she still preferred having authority over when Cheese helped Shawn out, for fear of losing control.

As they were talking, the two of them became aware that some of the walls in the house weren't very thick. They stood in the kitchen, and could clearly hear what sounded like slurping sounds coming from the den.

The sounds bothered Vel. At first she wasn't she what she was hearing. But then the moans, grunts, and slurps grew louder and louder. She tried to push the sounds away and focus all her attention on what Cheese was saying.

Cheese conceded it wasn't such a bad idea if Vel had to give permission first before Joanna helped Shawn out, but said grounding her for a week on top of it was too harsh.

Vel was about to launch into a defense of her actions when she heard Shawn shout out, "Oh fuck yeah! Like that, Sis! I'm in heaven!"

Vel's mouth froze and her eyes glazed over. She spaced out, thinking intently about what was happening in the next room. After a prolonged pause, she snapped to, and said, "Uh, where was I?"

Cheese tried to stifle a chuckle. "Pretty thin walls, hunh?"

Vel blushed. "Yeah. Next time I'm going to have to insist they go to his room. ... What was I saying? Oh yeah. The reason that I..."

"FUCK!" Shawn yelled, interrupting Vel again. "Sister, holy fuck! Where the hell did you learn that? Dang! ... Do that some more!" The slurping sounds grew louder. Vel felt as if the penis licking was happening mere inches from her face but she was mad with frustration that in fact there was no penis there to lick.

Vel reflexively brought her hands down to her crotch and just clutched them there. She crossed her legs too. She looked very much like someone who urgently had to pee. Her eyes glazed over again as she got lost in the sounds of the sucking, but she slowly drew back to Cheese. "Hunh? We were talking about... Oh yes. Punishment for Joanna."

"Sister! Please! You never did THAT before. Stop for a sec or I'm going to lose it!"

"Oh, Brother! God, I love you! BIG Brother! I love this. Let me suck it! Give it to me! Mmmm."

"You think YOU love it? This is the best! You are SUCH a good cocksucker!"

"How about this spot here? ... Mmmm. Yum."

"YES! Right there! Fuck!"

Vel grew both huffy and uncertain. "Cheese, what exactly do you think she's doing in there? He's never that vocal with me. Do you think she knows some techniques I don't? I thought I was doing pretty good."

"What about the grounding?" Cheese asked. "Please explain why you have to ground her. I just don't think it's fair."

"Screw the grounding! She doesn't need... Look. Fine. No grounding. But I can't believe what my children are doing to each other. Let's get out of here. Let's go outside. I need some air!"

So Vel canceled the grounding. Vel hated punishing her children and had always kept them in line through love, guilt, and disappointment if they did badly. Punishments weren't really her style.

A few minutes later, after the blow job was done, Joanna came out to the back patio where Cheese and Vel were sitting in the cool night air. When Vel was looking away, Cheese winked at Joanna and Joanna winked back. Joanna went a step further and stuck out her tongue, proudly showing off a gob of Shawn's seed resting right on the tip.

Cheese opened her mouth in surprise and then gave Joanna the middle finger. But Vel turned around at that point, and the two of them brought a quick halt to their antics.

Cheese was pleased. She had worked with Joanna to set up the situation so the punishment would be canceled. She'd told Joanna some techniques she didn't know, and told her to be as loud and vocal as possible while keeping the den door slightly ajar. Then she'd maneuvered Vel to talk in the kitchen. She knew exactly how to push Vel's buttons.