My all time fav sex story...

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 3

Joanna's cheerleader practice that Monday held quite a few surprises. After two weeks of utter normalcy in cheerleading, Joanna half-figured that the rest of the semester would be like that. But when she arrived at practice, the first surprise was that they would switch practice locations. Instead of practicing outdoors, their head cheerleader Sera announced they would practice inside instead. They went into an abandoned room in a remote part of the school that had once been a theater. It still had a stage, but all the seats were ripped out. The drama club had died out and no one put on plays in the school any more. There was plenty of room for the cheerleaders to move about, but the room was dark and gloomy compared to being outside.

When they all relocated, Sera got up on stage and gave them a speech. "I'm sure you're all wondering about the move," Sera said in a loud and decisive voice. "I requested it, for the time being, and I think you'll soon understand why. I have some news to report that deeply hurts me, and troubles me. I've been keeping my ears close to the ground these last two weeks and my worst fear has been confirmed. One of you has been talking and told someone else about the panty punishment I gave Kim and Joanna." There was a gasp from the other five cheerleaders who stood below the stage. They looked from one to another to see who it might be.

"I happen to know the name of this person," Sera announced. There were more murmurs in response. "However, I am not ready to say who it is. If this person is going to win back my trust and our trust, it's important that she confess to us all what she did, take the punishment, and never do it again. Luckily, news hasn't traveled far. But to tell even one person is too many! I know who your friends are and who you might talk to. If you tell your pet dog even, I have ways of finding out! I'm serious. So someone here needs to confess."

Whenever Sera's eyes moved from one person to the next, all the other cheerleaders followed with their eyes and suspected that person was the one, only to have Sera look at someone else. Sera made sure that she looked at the other cheerleaders an equal amount of time. Tension was thick in the air.

Sera went on, "You all know the punishment. The person who confesses has to go without panties for the week, including during the football game itself. If no one confesses, then everyone has to partake in the punishment. So either way you're going to have the same punishment. But by confessing you'll save your fellow cheerleaders from being embarrassed and hating you for betraying our squad. Now you can see why we're in this room for the week. I thought I would be nice and at least give you some privacy in experiencing your punishment for the week before the game."

In actual fact, Sera made up the whole story. She didn't know if anyone had said anything, although it was true that she'd snooped around intensely in the past week. She'd had a lot of fun with Kim and Joanna and wanted "the punishment" to happen to someone else, to put more spice back into the cheerleading practices.

Sera considered this a win-win situation, no matter who got "punished." If someone confessed, then great. If it was Esther or Candice, then all the better, because Sera thought it would be a fun challenge to play around with their reluctant minds and bodies. Hui Shan, Sera knew, would simply accept the punishment with little more than an "M'kay!" and that would pose no challenge whatsoever, even though it would still be quite fun to see the innocent sexpot prance around with black paint on her naked butt. But best of all was if no one confessed. Then everyone would have to go bare-assed together and things would likely get way more sexual very fast.

The cheerleaders continued to look at each other as if they played the kids’ game Murder. They were all extremely nervous. "Does anyone have any questions?" Sera asked. No one asked anything. "Does anyone have any problem with the punishment system?" No one spoke. "If you agree with this punishment, then raise your hand." To not raise one's hand might be seen as a sign of guilt. Everyone raised their hands, though reluctantly.

"To the guilty one," Sera said dramatically and she looked above and past all the cheerleaders, "I will give you until the end of the class period today to come to your senses and confess. I already know who you are, so you will be punished. It's just a matter of how you want to do it, and how great your punishment will be. The longer you wait, the harder I'm going to make it on you."

Sera looked down and walked off the stage. She was prepared to start the practice when she realized that one of the cheerleaders had just stepped forward, with head held down and eyes filled with tears of shame and dread. It was Esther, the one cheerleader who had expressed the most reservations about the punishment.

"I-I-I did it," she muttered and began to cry.

Sera was taken aback. After a week of snooping she was almost certain that no one had talked. But the head cheerleader kept her cool and tried to act as if this was what she expected all along. She immediately rushed to Esther's side and began to comfort her. "There, there," she said and gave Esther a shoulder to cry on.

"Esther made a mistake," Sera said to the others. "But it's okay because she's confessed. Let's not be angry with her. Esther, tell them who you told."

"My younger sister. I didn't think she would tell anyone else, I swear!" Esther was so overcome with guilt that she began to shudder from nervousness and fear. She genuinely liked the other girls in the cheerleading squad and didn't want them to feel upset with her or betrayed. She valued their trust.

"Don't worry, she didn't," Sera answered as she thought quickly about how to run with this unexpected "gift" that Esther had just laid at her feet. "I just knew you told her by the way she looked at me not long after you told her. Your secret is still safe." Sera surprised even herself at how logical it all sounded. Esther's sister was a year younger and also in the same high school. Sera did see her around from time to time, so the story was rock solid. She could have seen Esther's sister and figured it out that way, even though she didn't, and there was no way the sister could confirm or deny. She was secretly quite pleased at how this all went.

The other cheerleaders took their cue from Sera and for the next few minutes they gathered round Esther and did their best to make her feel better with a group hug. Sera made it clear that Esther would have to go through with the punishment, so all of them did their best to encourage her and get her to buck up.

Finally, Sera said, "Okay, enough of this. We still have to practice, you know. Jo, can you go get our painter and bring him here? We need to start Esther's punishment right away. Today. And have him bring a razor, too. She needs to be shaved first."

Joanna was incredulous, not to mention irked to be called "Jo." Sera had just pretty much given away to the other cheerleaders the identity of who had painted her and Kim. "What makes you think you can just summon him like that? He's got class to attend. And what makes you think he's got paint and a razor to do your every whim at a moment's notice?" Her eyes flashed with anger, which was something to see, because Joanna very rarely got angry. I knew that Sera could pull some pretty risqué and underhanded stunts, but this takes the cake! she thought to herself as she crossed her arms expectantly and glared at the head cheerleader.

Sera replied haughtily, "I don't know any of that for sure, but I know he's a very clever guy and he can manage. He can get out of class if need be and he can get the supplies again, if he got them once. And what else are we going to do? I don't know the first thing about how to do it myself. Anyway, it's just for a short time on one day. What's it take? Ten, fifteen minutes?"

As she realized that she was beaten, Joanna went to go find Shawn at the tennis court. Sera started to lead warm-up exercises as Joanna walked out.

Sure enough, Sera was right. Shawn was able to manage. He pretended that another teacher had sent his sister to summon him for something important, and since Shawn had such a good reputation the tennis coach bought the excuse without question, even though he'd pulled a similar stunt recently. Shawn still had the paint supplies in a bag in his locker. He had all his other "just in case" supplies there too, which included a razor.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 4

Joanna led her brother back to the theater. Shawn had never been in the room before, since it was always locked. They had to knock to get in, as Sera was very careful to make sure it always stayed locked. He was surprised there was such a big, unused room in the overcrowded school. Apparently it couldn't be used as a classroom because the floor sloped so the back seats could be higher than the front seats, when there had been seats. An uneven floor was hardly ideal for cheerleading practice, but Sera figured secrecy was more important and there was the stage, after all.

Practice stopped when Shawn entered the room. The mood changed because everyone was curious about what he'd do. He was briefly introduced to the other cheerleaders, but in fact he knew them all by name already except for Candice and Esther. In fact, he was sexually involved with them all EXCEPT Candice and Esther.

Sera pointed out that Esther was the one he had to paint, so he briefly checked her out. Esther was rather short, but not as short as Kim. She looked like the stereotypical brown-eyed, brown-haired, fair-skinned California cheerleader. Overall she had a nice body, but nothing really stood out. Her boobs were, if anything, average or less than average. But she had very big blue eyes and a really winning smile. She briefly flashed him her smile and acted as if everything was normal, but quickly went back to her worried and nervous mood.

Shawn decided the best way to handle this extremely odd situation was to be quick and business-like. "I can only skip class for a few minutes, so let's get this done as fast as possible. Esther, please take off your underwear, turn around and tie this string around your waist to hold up your skirt. We need to keep that completely out of the way."

Esther reluctantly did what she was told, even though she trembled in fear. Her eyes were shut closed fiercely tight.

"There's nothing to worry about," Shawn said as he tried to calm her and gathered his supplies. "Just imagine you're a marble statue and I'm a painter painting the marble. Even though I'm a guy, I'm going to be completely professional. I painted my sister in a completely nonsexual way, so I can do that to you, too." His words had a definite calming effect. "This is already old hat for me. And you can be sure I won't snitch to anyone about anything."

That last comment seemed to strike a nerve and caused Esther to sob a bit. Sera pointed out, "Esther is getting punished because she told someone about what happened to Kim and Joanna. But luckily that person didn't tell anyone else."

"Oh," said Shawn as he realized what he'd said to set her off so abruptly. "Sorry. I'm going to start painting your rear-end now. Are you okay with that, Esther?"

"I guess so. Please hurry and get it done."

"I'm hurrying. The first thing I'm going to do is draw the outlines with this small brush, then I'll fill in the rest with a big brush." He began to paint quickly. The rest of the cheerleaders gathered round and watched with great interest. Only Kim and Joanna had seen any painting before, and both of them had been too busy with each other or with Shawn to really notice what he did, so even they were interested, too.

Shawn finished the back side in record time and, after a few minutes, had Esther turn around. She put her hand over her bush and squealed, "Please don't look at that!"

"Sorry, Esther, but I have to," he said reasonably with a sympathetic look on his face. "How can I paint without looking?" He gently placed his hand on hers and moved it away.

"I'm just so embarrassed!" Her friend Candice took one of her hands and Kim on her other side took the other. Together they gently stroked her hands and comforted her.

Shawn put the paint aside momentarily. "Okay, Esther, before I go on, I'm told you need to get shaved. I've never shaved, um, one of these before," he lied in an effort to make her feel more comfortable. He hoped that if someone else could do it she might relax, so he asked, "Does anyone else want to do this part?"

There were no takers. A few of the bolder women like Joanna and Sera who would have helped, wanted to see Shawn shave so he could push things further along with Esther.

So Shawn began to shave Esther's quivering mound. Already her aroma began to waft up to his nose and Shawn fought valiantly with himself to ignore it. "I guess it's not that different from shaving my face. Could someone talk to Esther while I'm doing this to help her relax?"

Kim and Joanna talked and referred to their own experience of being shaved and being a cheerleader without underwear. But they stressed only positives and, needless to say, omitted all sexual interactions between Shawn and each other. Esther gave brief replies and asked a few nervous questions.

It took a while to shave Esther. Shawn went to great lengths to avoid touching her private parts, but some contact couldn't be helped. He touched her clitoris a couple of times, and had to wipe off the last of the shaving cream from her skin with his hand. But he generally maintained as professional and dispassionate an attitude as anyone could have expected in such circumstances. It helped that Esther was too nervous and shy to get sexually excited in the least, so her pussy wasn't wet and her pussy lips weren't engorged.

"We're all done with the shaving," he announced. "Does anyone have a mirror, or even two?" It was no problem to find a couple of mirrors, since the class was filled with cheerleaders who obsessed over their looks. "See how you look," Shawn said as he handed a mirror to Esther.

She held the small mirror away from herself and finally angled it correctly to see her own bare pussy. "OH ... MY ... GOD! I'm soooo embarrassed!" She closed her eyes again and put her hands over her face, as if that would make the bare pussy go away.

Shawn then got to work on painting her butt. After a few more minutes of cajoling she was convinced to look in the mirror again. This time they also positioned the second mirror behind Esther so she could look at the painted butt. That caused even more squeals of mortification. The other cheerleaders watched all of this with rapt attention. Already a good fifteen minutes had transpired.

Shawn was finally able to move on to the paint job in the front. He painted it all quickly, including most of the shaved pussy. But after all this painting of private parts, Shawn found his nobility slipping a bit. He decided to push things just a little, both out of selfish desire and because he simply had to in order to get the job done right. So before he was done with her backside, he said, "Uh-oh, we have a problem."

"What is it?" Sera asked.

"When I painted Joanna and Kim, they were both ... sexually excited at the idea of not wearing underwear in front of a big crowd. That would excite anybody, I thought." It was true they were excited, but much more by the fact that Shawn painted and touched them, but of course Shawn didn't mention that part. "But Esther is so frightened, I guess, that she's not excited at all. So her, uh, nether lips are not aroused. That means I can't paint very much of them. Which means that if the game comes and she gets excited, then a lot of pinkness will be exposed and it could be highly embarrassing."

"Hmm, I see," Sera said. "Can you do something about that, Esther, and open up your pussy lips? Maybe hold them open?"

"What, right now?!?" she asked in total amazement. "No way!"

"Well, do you want him to paint that part, or would you rather be pink for the game?"

"I-I-I-I guess, paint that part. But I just can't do it right now! I'm so embarrassed, I’m ready to die!"

"Okay, okay, relax," said Sera calmly. Turning to Shawn, she asked, "Shawn, Joanna probably told you this would be a one-day thing, but could you come back tomorrow to finish that part up?"

"No way!" Shawn protested. He was hoping by pressing the pussy lips issue he'd maybe get to see someone stimulate Esther, not be forced to come back. "I'm pushing my luck by getting out of class now. Do you realize the risk I'm taking? And for what? Just to be nice as a favor. What if someone came in right now? Don't even make me think about it!"

Sera said assuredly, "No one is going to come in. You saw that the door is locked. I changed the lock, so not even janitors come in here. Anyway, what about lunch time?"

"Well... I guess. I'm busy at the start of lunch tomorrow, though." Shawn tried to figure, How can I possibly juggle this with my sexual lessons with Peggy tomorrow? Ah well, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.

He concluded, "Maybe ten or fifteen minutes into lunch I can come by for a few minutes, I guess. But, please, let's not make a habit of this!"

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 5

Back at home, Shawn felt like a dam of sexual energy had burst in his happy abode, thanks to Vel's increasingly enthusiastic attitude. The only question was how eager the females there would be to please him. The answer: very eager. Extremely eager.

Vel had spent much of the day with Cheese and verbally relived their sexual encounters with Shawn over the weekend. When they ran out of real-world events, they discussed some of their sexual fantasies and dreams which involved Shawn. It was a near thing that they didn't resort to masturbation in front of each other, especially when they talked while they sunbathed in the nude. There was a lot of talk about just how "squishy" they were, though. That became the operative word, "squish." For instance, if Cheese asked Vel for feedback from a story, Vel might reply, "Oh, so arousing! That was a three-squisher. Squish! Squish! Squish!"

Meanwhile both of them would furtively rub their legs together and rub their pussies onto any object that presented itself. Vel frequently sat up in her lawn chair as if she leaned towards Cheese in rapt interest, but she really sat that way so she could sit with a particular metal bar of the lawn chair between her legs. Then she slid up and down it as unobtrusively as she could. The bar helped, but wasn't quite enough to get her off. Vel grew to think of it as a game and tried to get away with as much as she could without Cheese noticing. Cheese noticed all this, but pretended not to, and followed Vel's lead in what she'd allow herself to do.

The end result was that Vel was kept almost constantly horny, but rarely had any chance at relief. Only when Cheese left could she run to her room and bring herself off. But Cheese was over at her house nearly the whole day.

So when Shawn got home from school, Vel practically attacked him. She met him as walked through the front door, and said, "How ya doing, Tiger? Need any help with your problem?"

Shawn looked at her and blinked in surprise. She was dressed in nothing but a towel and held a bottle of liquid soap in her hand. Every day was filled with more pleasant surprises from her. He asked, "Did you just take a shower?"

"Yes. Funny coincidence, that."

"Mom, you never take a shower at this time of day." He reached out and touched some of her hair that wasn't wrapped in a towel. "Not only that, but your hair isn't even wet. Not in the slightest."

"Oopsie. You got me. Sorry, Son. But sometimes your mommy gets so horny for cock that she can't even think straight."

Shawn smiled wolfishly at his mother and stepped closer to her so that their bodies were mere inches from each other. "Is this one of those times?" he asked in a low whisper in her ear.

"All the time is 'horny for cock time' with your new-and-improved mother, Tiger," she answered with a slight blush as Shawn stepped away again to better appreciate the view. "Not only that, but this stupid towel is far too short, don't you think?" She wiggled in distress and tried to pull the towel down a bit further to make sure it covered her pussy. That only caused it to slide farther down her boobs.

"You're right. Not a good towel for you. Here, let me help you with that." Shawn gave the towel a yank and pulled it clean away from her. He threw it across the room.

She squealed and pretended distress. "Oh, Tiger, now I'm all naked! Whatever will I do?" Even as she said this, the fingers on a hand feigning to cover up a tit acted on its own and tweaked one of her nipples.

"I'm sure you'll think of something," he quipped. He was in a very relaxed mood indeed. His calm sense of control and security gave him the courage to yank away the towel, something he normally wouldn't do.

They stood right next to the underwear cabinet where Vel had lots of clothes to wear, but that's not what she really wanted. She grabbed the zipper of his shorts. "But, Tiger. I lied to you about the shower. I just wanted to run around in a towel so it could fall off and my own son could see me naked. Isn't that too naughty? What kind of mommy willfully flaunts her naked body for her son? Don't you think I deserve to be punished?"

"I do," he said, smiling with an agreeable nod. The reminder of punishment brought back to him just how sexually pent-up he'd been from his experience with Esther not too long before. "Why don't you drop to your knees and suck my cock? Worship my prick with your tongue. I think, then, you'll begin to see the error of your ways."

"I'm way ahead of you there, Son." She already pulled his shorts down his legs. "I don't know if I can learn my lesson in just one day, though. It might take me YEARS of daily cocksucking to even BEGIN to see the errors of my ways. If that's gonna be my punishment, then I guess I'll just have to suck it up and submit." She was on her knees by this time and slowly fed the penis into her mouth.

Shawn grabbed the top of her head and pulled the towel she'd wrapped her hair in clean off. He grasped her hair tightly and held on as her mouth tried to mate with his penis. "Mmm. Now this is a nice welcome home," Shawn mumbled. "Hey, Mom, rub your tits up against my legs while you're doing that, okay?"

"Mmm hmm." Her boobs mashed up against his skin and conformed to the shape of his thighs. It only added to his pleasure to feel her tits slide all over his skin. It seemed like her massive hooters completely enveloped his legs. He loved the feeling of her hard nipples as they pressed insistently into his skin.

He further suggested, "Speaking of rubbing, if you won't let me rub you between your legs, then I hope you take care of that area yourself. Just like yesterday. It really turns me on to see a woman masturbate."

She stopped sucking momentarily to talk. Shawn thought she'd say something like, "Are you sure? That's so improper." But instead she said as she reverted to licking for a while, "Cock. Mmm. Big cock in Mommy's mouth. Fills me up. Hot load. So delish. So naughty. Yummy, yummy cock. Mmmm...." She fingered her clit and as she grew more excited she slurped even louder than before.

She spent a long time sucking him. Cheese had also told her a lot about deep throating earlier in the day and she tried her best to do it, but she couldn't get the hang of it at all. She had to give up again, but that didn't stop him from firing several ropes of cum down her throat anyway. And, even though she hadn't told Shawn that she'd try to deep throat him, he appreciated the attempt and was quite pleased.

When Vel was done, all she had to say was, "God, I love this. That's what I call a fun way to spend the afternoon. Each time it happens, I love it more. Look what you turned me into. I'm hopelessly addicted to your cock." But she wasn't mad.

Shawn, feeling deeply satisfied, went to his room to sleep after he kissed her on the cheek in appreciation.

She was satisfied, too, because she got off at the same time as him, greatly helped by her fingers deep up her pussy. To calm down, Vel walked around naked until she heard the sound of Joanna coming home about fifteen minutes later.

After Shawn woke up he tried but failed to actually do some homework. There were too many women on his mind. The situation at school had just gotten a lot more complicated and he wondered what the new painting duties portended. He pondered the mystery of his mother: so eager for cocksucking, but so disturbed by the thought of actual intercourse. He didn't let anyone know he was awake because he just wanted to spend some time alone in his room.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 3

Joanna's cheerleader practice that Monday held quite a few surprises. After two weeks of utter normalcy in cheerleading, Joanna half-figured that the rest of the semester would be like that. But when she arrived at practice, the first surprise was that they would switch practice locations. Instead of practicing outdoors, their head cheerleader Sera announced they would practice inside instead. They went into an abandoned room in a remote part of the school that had once been a theater. It still had a stage, but all the seats were ripped out. The drama club had died out and no one put on plays in the school any more. There was plenty of room for the cheerleaders to move about, but the room was dark and gloomy compared to being outside.

When they all relocated, Sera got up on stage and gave them a speech. "I'm sure you're all wondering about the move," Sera said in a loud and decisive voice. "I requested it, for the time being, and I think you'll soon understand why. I have some news to report that deeply hurts me, and troubles me. I've been keeping my ears close to the ground these last two weeks and my worst fear has been confirmed. One of you has been talking and told someone else about the panty punishment I gave Kim and Joanna." There was a gasp from the other five cheerleaders who stood below the stage. They looked from one to another to see who it might be.

"I happen to know the name of this person," Sera announced. There were more murmurs in response. "However, I am not ready to say who it is. If this person is going to win back my trust and our trust, it's important that she confess to us all what she did, take the punishment, and never do it again. Luckily, news hasn't traveled far. But to tell even one person is too many! I know who your friends are and who you might talk to. If you tell your pet dog even, I have ways of finding out! I'm serious. So someone here needs to confess."

Whenever Sera's eyes moved from one person to the next, all the other cheerleaders followed with their eyes and suspected that person was the one, only to have Sera look at someone else. Sera made sure that she looked at the other cheerleaders an equal amount of time. Tension was thick in the air.

Sera went on, "You all know the punishment. The person who confesses has to go without panties for the week, including during the football game itself. If no one confesses, then everyone has to partake in the punishment. So either way you're going to have the same punishment. But by confessing you'll save your fellow cheerleaders from being embarrassed and hating you for betraying our squad. Now you can see why we're in this room for the week. I thought I would be nice and at least give you some privacy in experiencing your punishment for the week before the game."

In actual fact, Sera made up the whole story. She didn't know if anyone had said anything, although it was true that she'd snooped around intensely in the past week. She'd had a lot of fun with Kim and Joanna and wanted "the punishment" to happen to someone else, to put more spice back into the cheerleading practices.

Sera considered this a win-win situation, no matter who got "punished." If someone confessed, then great. If it was Esther or Candice, then all the better, because Sera thought it would be a fun challenge to play around with their reluctant minds and bodies. Hui Shan, Sera knew, would simply accept the punishment with little more than an "M'kay!" and that would pose no challenge whatsoever, even though it would still be quite fun to see the innocent sexpot prance around with black paint on her naked butt. But best of all was if no one confessed. Then everyone would have to go bare-assed together and things would likely get way more sexual very fast.

The cheerleaders continued to look at each other as if they played the kids’ game Murder. They were all extremely nervous. "Does anyone have any questions?" Sera asked. No one asked anything. "Does anyone have any problem with the punishment system?" No one spoke. "If you agree with this punishment, then raise your hand." To not raise one's hand might be seen as a sign of guilt. Everyone raised their hands, though reluctantly.

"To the guilty one," Sera said dramatically and she looked above and past all the cheerleaders, "I will give you until the end of the class period today to come to your senses and confess. I already know who you are, so you will be punished. It's just a matter of how you want to do it, and how great your punishment will be. The longer you wait, the harder I'm going to make it on you."

Sera looked down and walked off the stage. She was prepared to start the practice when she realized that one of the cheerleaders had just stepped forward, with head held down and eyes filled with tears of shame and dread. It was Esther, the one cheerleader who had expressed the most reservations about the punishment.

"I-I-I did it," she muttered and began to cry.

Sera was taken aback. After a week of snooping she was almost certain that no one had talked. But the head cheerleader kept her cool and tried to act as if this was what she expected all along. She immediately rushed to Esther's side and began to comfort her. "There, there," she said and gave Esther a shoulder to cry on.

"Esther made a mistake," Sera said to the others. "But it's okay because she's confessed. Let's not be angry with her. Esther, tell them who you told."

"My younger sister. I didn't think she would tell anyone else, I swear!" Esther was so overcome with guilt that she began to shudder from nervousness and fear. She genuinely liked the other girls in the cheerleading squad and didn't want them to feel upset with her or betrayed. She valued their trust.

"Don't worry, she didn't," Sera answered as she thought quickly about how to run with this unexpected "gift" that Esther had just laid at her feet. "I just knew you told her by the way she looked at me not long after you told her. Your secret is still safe." Sera surprised even herself at how logical it all sounded. Esther's sister was a year younger and also in the same high school. Sera did see her around from time to time, so the story was rock solid. She could have seen Esther's sister and figured it out that way, even though she didn't, and there was no way the sister could confirm or deny. She was secretly quite pleased at how this all went.

The other cheerleaders took their cue from Sera and for the next few minutes they gathered round Esther and did their best to make her feel better with a group hug. Sera made it clear that Esther would have to go through with the punishment, so all of them did their best to encourage her and get her to buck up.

Finally, Sera said, "Okay, enough of this. We still have to practice, you know. Jo, can you go get our painter and bring him here? We need to start Esther's punishment right away. Today. And have him bring a razor, too. She needs to be shaved first."

Joanna was incredulous, not to mention irked to be called "Jo." Sera had just pretty much given away to the other cheerleaders the identity of who had painted her and Kim. "What makes you think you can just summon him like that? He's got class to attend. And what makes you think he's got paint and a razor to do your every whim at a moment's notice?" Her eyes flashed with anger, which was something to see, because Joanna very rarely got angry. I knew that Sera could pull some pretty risqué and underhanded stunts, but this takes the cake! she thought to herself as she crossed her arms expectantly and glared at the head cheerleader.

Sera replied haughtily, "I don't know any of that for sure, but I know he's a very clever guy and he can manage. He can get out of class if need be and he can get the supplies again, if he got them once. And what else are we going to do? I don't know the first thing about how to do it myself. Anyway, it's just for a short time on one day. What's it take? Ten, fifteen minutes?"

As she realized that she was beaten, Joanna went to go find Shawn at the tennis court. Sera started to lead warm-up exercises as Joanna walked out.

Sure enough, Sera was right. Shawn was able to manage. He pretended that another teacher had sent his sister to summon him for something important, and since Shawn had such a good reputation the tennis coach bought the excuse without question, even though he'd pulled a similar stunt recently. Shawn still had the paint supplies in a bag in his locker. He had all his other "just in case" supplies there too, which included a razor.

[budi]

hehe our bro musta been tired to double post the chapter 3

[budi]

hehe our bro musta been tired to double post the chapter 3

[shawnieboy]

Meanwhile, Cheese came over again and did some nude sunbathing with Joanna. It was actually fairly absurd for her to sunbathe, as she'd done it with Vel for about two hours earlier in the day. But Joanna and Vel both loved the feeling of being naked now, so they understood Cheese's desire for nakedness completely. The sunbathing was just a thin excuse to get naked. In Cheese's case, it wasn't even real sunbathing. She generally sat on a lawn chair under the shade of some nearby trees or an umbrella. If any sun actually hit her fair skin, she had some powerfully strong suntan lotion, so she never got tanned in any event.

Joanna’s tan, on the other hand, had developed nicely to a rich light bronze that she thought offset her areola quite impressively. She was eager to finally get rid of her tan lines from her previous bathing suit, but they were slow to go away. She and Cheese spent a long time putting suntan lotion on each other, but they had to behave themselves since Vel could see them clearly from where she worked in the kitchen.

The two of them moved into the house as it began to grow dark and they talked to Vel while she continued to prepare dinner. They were still naked from the sunbathing. Vel, who actually wore a fair amount of clothing to cook in, insisted that they put some clothes on, but they delayed doing so with more chit-chat. Shawn finally came downstairs and still the two of them remained naked. Such nakedness was hardly a big deal anymore. No one even immediately commented on it as Shawn came in.

Just before Cheese had to leave to her own home for dinner, Joanna asked, "Cheese, can I ask you a big favor?"

"Sure kiddo, what is it?"

"You should have seen the way Shawn went wild for Mom’s nightie this morning. I’m so jealous of my mother!" Vel, who stood close by, blushed with pleasure at remembrance of the morning. Shawn also listened in from across the dining room. "He’s so into that nightie and lingerie stuff, and I never knew it. Could you please, please, please go shopping tonight and pick up some sexy lingerie stuff for me? I want to look really good for him tomorrow morning."

"Sure. I know just the place. In fact, since your mom doesn't like us just standing around naked, let me show you an item I got there and haven't worn for Shawn yet." Cheese walked up to the underwear cabinet in the front entrance way and picked out a top. She walked back to the kitchen counter to put it on, since she knew Shawn could see them well enough from there, and he would appreciate the show.

It was a red and black leather top that left Cheese's shoulders, tits and stomach uncovered. "Check this out," as she pirouetted for them. "This is pretty typical of the stuff they have. They've got a lot of S and M themed stuff."

Shawn grinned with delight, and the others saw his reaction. Joanna clapped her hands together in glee and thought, This is exactly the kind of thing I need to compete with Mom. "Wow, that's a pretty neat outfit. Cool. But why the pained expression?"

"I have a problem buying certain items. It's hard to find clothes designed for larger breasted women like me. I should have gotten a larger size. I was so keen on getting something really tight to really please you-know-who" - she nodded her head in Shawn's direction - " and this fits nicely everywhere, but it really cuts into my boobs. You get used to it after a while, though. It would be the perfect thing to wear when you're mixing pleasure and pain in a spanking or something like that."

She added to herself, As a matter of fact, I think I'll wear this very thing the first time I get to spank Shawn. When am I going to get a chance to do that? Not only do I need to find him alone, which is nearly impossible these days, but I've got to find a half-plausible excuse to punish him to make it really fun. But he's such a good kid, except for a few things he's keeping from his mother these days.

Joanna raised her voice, and said to Shawn, "What do you think, Big Brother? Like this kinky stuff?"

He watched intently, even as he still made a pretense to be reading. "Definitely. Though, I like my little sister's outfit just as much." Joanna was still buck naked, and pirouetted around for him in response. "Buy some more," he added.

"We will," Cheese answered. As she turned to Joanna, she asked, "But why have me pick the stuff out? Why can’t you go yourself?"

"Remember, Mom won’t let me leave to go anywhere ‘cos I’m grounded." She exaggerated her pout as she said this. Being grounded, she knew, was both a blessing and a curse. While she could stay home and tease her brother mercilessly, she couldn't do much else with him except once a day. And even though she thoroughly enjoyed prancing around the house naked with her mom and brother, she did have a social life and missed it, if only just a little.

"Oh, yeah," Cheese remembered. Vel was still with them, across the counter in the kitchen making dinner, so Cheese said, "Vel, that’s really mean. How can I pick out the best clothes for Joanna if she’s not there? It’s not like you and me, where we’re the same size. I don’t even know Joanna’s measurements at all."

Vel answered, "Hmm… I can sympathize, Angel, but you really should stay home and take your punishment. What kind of grounding is it if I let you go shopping? And I don't want to have to ask you again: please put some clothes on already! Don't be so disrespectful of your mother."

Joanna, who stood right next to the kitchen counter, stretched and wiggled her naked body, and she urged, "Please? Please?" She looked at Vel earnestly, but in fact she was more focused on shaking her ass. She bent her knees and clutched her hands before her as if her whole body was filled with yearning. But it was also a very effective show for Shawn behind her and across the room. It looked to him like his sister did some kind of exotic belly dance, as her hips swayed widely and her legs spread and bent down even more. He nearly laughed out loud at just how arousing everything around him always was.

Even though Joanna supposedly tried to convince her mother, almost all of her attention lay with Shawn, and she occasionally looked over her shoulder to gauge his reaction. She was pleased at just how flummoxed he looked.

Cheese had an idea. "I know. If you let Joanna go, just this one time, I’ll make sure to pick up some extra nice things for you to help you please Shawn. Don’t you think he’d like it if you wore an even sexier nightie tomorrow for breakfast? But I know you only have the one. You know you're too shy to go to these kinds of stores yourself. Not only that, but we’ll be gone a long time after dinner, leaving you all alone with him. To spell it out, you'd be all alone with your hunky son and his always-erect and tasty treat."

"Damn you, Cheese!" Vel said in frustration with her friend and her own lack of self control. "How can I turn down that offer? I could really use some more sexy clothes. I'm going to Hell, and Cheese is the devil who stole my soul. Okay, Angel, you can go just this one time, but you have to give something up in return. You have to give up your one time stimulating Shawn today."

"Arrgh! I should have done that earlier!" Joanna cursed in frustration. "But it'll be worth it. Cheese, this is going to be fun!" She jumped up and down for joy. Shawn couldn't see her boobs jiggle from his rear view, but he was mesmerized to watch her long, dark hair cascade over and over as if in some shampoo commercial. Every move she made was designed to turn him on, and she had his attention so firmly that he could barely follow what anyone said.

"Don’t worry about money," Vel said. "The more stuff you can get for Joanna and me the better, and I’ll cover all our stuff, whatever it costs. If it's sexy and you like it, don't hesitate. Just buy it."

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 6

Cheese then left for dinner at her house, and not long afterwards Joanna, Vel, and Shawn had dinner together. Once again, Shawn was driven to distraction by the clothing, or lack thereof, on Joanna and Vel. Still trying to outdo her mother for his attention, and reluctantly acknowledging the social norm to at least wear some clothing, Joanna wore the sexiest thing she could think of.

She didn't know where Cheese had bought the extremely tiny bikini that had proved so popular with Shawn, so she'd decided to devise something of her own. She took scissors to her skimpiest bikini and cut the fabric even more so there was nearly nothing there at all. It made Cheese's bikini seem conservative by comparison. It was literally nothing but spaghetti straps and the bare minimum of fabric to cover the nipples. She made the cuts look very professional-looking so her mother would think some women actually wore such things in public.

Again she decided that short skirts were the best way to go for showing off her butt and pussy. She used the same scissors to cut her shortest skirt even shorter. They were now so short that even when she stood straight up and perfectly still, one could see the bottom of her pussy. It was almost a misnomer to still call it a skirt. Her bikini top and skirt were matching dark green.

Additionally, she wore high heels as she always did now whenever Shawn was home. Only Hui Shan was still slow to catch on and fail to join the other women in wearing high heels constantly when around Shawn.

So Joanna outdid her mother, who cooked dinner thoroughly covered up. There was fat being fried, and Vel didn't want any of it to land on her skin. She realized that she was being temporarily outdone and was very eager for the new clothes Cheese would hopefully buy for her later.

While Vel cooked dinner, Joanna stood next to Shawn and let him "get her attention." Her nearly nonexistent skirt was just the perfect thing for him to access her pussy. He spent many long minutes rubbing her clit until she cried out in climax. Vel, able to see them from the kitchen, was driven to distraction with jealousy, but there was nothing she could do except to try and hurry up the cooking.

Shawn had learned that to talk under such circumstances wasn't wise, as it could lead to trouble. But he decided to talk a little this time, mostly to push his mother even further. Joanna rubbed his penis through his shorts (he almost never wore underwear any more) while the two of them discussed the merits of shaved versus unshaved pussies, the various ways to stimulate clits, the merits of using vibrators, and just about any other pussy-related topic they could think of. Joanna quickly realized the game was to get Vel hot and bothered without saying anything "over the line" and she eagerly played the role Shawn hoped for.

Vel had a hard time cooking. She found herself rubbing her crotch up against sharp corners, like a cat desperately in heat. After about ten minutes she could take no more, and ordered Shawn to stop caressing his sister's pussy.

Joanna beamed as Shawn mostly ogled her and ignored her mother throughout dinner. Normally Vel would have chided Joanna and made her wear something else, but she didn't because she worried it would appear again that she was hypocritical, and Joanna would argue that her rules and punishments were designed to keep Shawn all for herself. On top of that, Vel was just plain damn horny and even got a thrill out of looking at her daughter's nice body, while she learned through her daughter some different ways to flash her own body.

Joanna was on a roll. It wasn't enough for Joanna to tease Shawn while they sat at the dinner table - she made every excuse she could think of to stand up and walk around. Joanna especially enjoyed dropping things on the ground right next to were Shawn sat and then picked them up without bending her knees, nearly shoving her ass and pussy into his face. At the same time, she'd rub a hand all over her ass and make innocent small talk and say things like, "Oh, no! Can you believe I dropped the salt shaker AGAIN? I'm so clumsy. I hope you're not looking between my legs right now Shawn, 'cos you'd be able to see EVERYTHING!"

Vel finally complained about Joanna’s outfit and asked, "Where on Earth did you get those postage-stamp things?" But her real agenda was to try and find out where Joanna got them so she could get one like it. Joanna didn't let on that she'd made it herself.

A few minutes later, after Joanna bent over lewdly for Shawn yet again, Vel happened to be nearby and caught a good view of her daughter's crotch. She realized Joanna's pussy was soaked. She said, "Angel, your cunt... Uh, I mean, your pussy... Um, uh. Let me start again. Your nether regions. They're very wet. It's just a .... big, gooey mess. Why?"

[shawnieboy]

"Mom, do you have to ask? Isn't it the hugest turn on, exposing yourself to Shawn? Doesn't it just make you wet all the time, or is something else causing that?" She giggled.

"That's not really... That's a private matter. Please! Let's settle down here. I run a respectable family."

But Vel got a revenge of sorts. Finished with her cooking, she rushed to the underwear cabinet by the front door and changed into a revealing nightie. During much of his sister's sexy display, Shawn's penis was too exhausted to take advantage, but by the time Vel came back to the dining room it had revived and he'd already taken it out of his shorts.

Vel's eyes lit up. Without even asking him, she reached her hand under the table and stroked his penis while he continued to eat, much like she'd done for him during breakfast.

As she started to do this, she said, "By the way, I really have to apologize."

"You do?" Shawn couldn't imagine for what. He was loving life. With her hand doing amazing things to him at that very moment, he couldn't possibly imagine how she could be a better mother.

"I just feel so bad about all the dinners you've been eating lately. We dress so skimpily, and it gets you nice and hard, but then you suffer there until you finish eating. Take last night. We got you so hard that you had to whip out your lovely tool halfway through your meal. But then it just sat there on your thigh, completely unattended until after you finished eating. That's just cruel. Don't you agree, Angel?"

"Definitely," Joanna replied staring at her brother's lap while Vel continued to stroke his penis lazily. It seemed the entire Chen house now revolved around him and his penis.

Vel went on to say, "I think it's more important that you get instant relief than it is that we all put food in our mouths at the same time. The needs of your penis come first. Next time I’ll try not to keep you waiting."

"And what, suck me while I’m eating dinner?" Shawn asked incredulously.

"Okay, if that’s what you need," Vel grinned, glad to see that Shawn had said exactly what she'd hoped he'd say. "I promise I’ll try harder to please you. Like what I did this morning during breakfast. Don’t you like it when your mommy gives you visual stimulation" – she pulled down on the fabric of the nightie below her boobs, which caused one of them to pop out – "and other kinds of stimulation?" Her other hand jacked him off more excitedly.

He just nodded. Shawn thought, Dang, my mom is one horny mama today. And it's a frigging Monday. Tomorrow's a Tuesday. I'm going to be literally and actually killed by my mother's horniness before I can live to see another Wednesday. Not to mention, Joanna is a total vixen tonight. If I can make it to Friday I deserve an Olympic gold medal for sheer endurance.

Vel stated, "Tiger, I've been thinking that sometimes you're so busy trying to reach your six times a day that you don't have enough time for things like homework. But I'm thinking if we just lightly stroke you for long periods of time, you'll be able to reach your target and get things done, too. Think of it as a stealth stroking - you won't even know I'm here. We can start practicing during dinner, right now, to see if it bothers your concentration. If that works, then we can try doing it when you're doing your homework. Kind of like when Cheese jacked you off while you read the newspaper yesterday. Does that sound good?"

"You know it does. But what about Joanna?" He cast a concerned glance at his sister, who looked fit to be tied at Vel's blatant and wanton display. It was obvious that she dearly wanted to get her hands on her brother's dick and do all kinds of wild things to it. Shawn felt that it was his sister's turn - just as soon as Vel finished the delightful things she was doing. This damned grounding prevents Joanna and me from having sex, he thought resentfully. I can hardly wait until it's over! But then again, frigging everything seems to conspire to keep me from having sex, it seems.

"Yeah, what about me?" Joanna seconded. Her postage-stamp bikini top had ridden up her chest, and she had her arms underneath her tits to thrust them out even further.

"I'm thinking this is a two-woman job. One of us can stroke while the other one eats. And then we'll switch. That way, our hands won't get so tired from all the rubbing, and we can all finish eating at around the same time. I'm trying to build up some stamina with my hands and my mouth, but nothing can match the endurance of your John Thomas," she said to Shawn.

Joanna's eyes brightened as the prospect. "Mom, that is a GREAT idea. I don't mind missing dinner completely if I have to, as long as I can have my brother's hot stick in my hand. When can I take over what you're doing now?"

"Remember that you're still grounded and you gave up your penis privileges for the rest of the day. So this love-pump is all mine tonight. You know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking that if we, as a family, practice this a lot, then eventually Shawn will become accustomed to being jacked or sucked off while he's doing just about anything. Kind of like dribbling a basketball without thinking. You and I and Cheese can keep him hard and leaking tasty pre-cum every minute of the day. It doesn't matter what he does - studying, showering, eating, reading, sleeping. One of us will be ready with hands or mouth to take care of his needs at all times. Then he'll never have a problem reaching his six times a day target."

Her eyes looked wild and she panted, just with the thought of this new idea. She thought, I'm going to be permanently attached to my son's penis! Morning till night! I'm going to show him my love with my mouth every minute of the day! Literally every minute!

Shawn said with a cocked eyebrow, "Sleeping?"

Vel nearly hyperventilated with excitement. She took a moment to breathe slowly and calm down a bit. "Well, okay, maybe not sleeping. I guess I got a little bit carried away with the whole thing. But that's to better explain the general concept of stealth stroking."

Shawn thought, Jesus, Mom is getting seriously out of control. I would never have imagined her casually referring to my penis as a "love pump," or even a "John Thomas." She's getting soooo into the cocksucking concept that it's not even funny. Maybe she's diverting all her pent up desire to fuck me into cocksucking? I mean, the way she's going on, she HAS to want to fuck me bad. Just hearing her talk, even I get so excited that I want to fuck me! The sexual feeling in the air is so thick I can cut it with a knife. Look at Joanna. She's got her own heaving tits thing going on just from hearing my mom talk about this new idea of hers. And she has pretty ample tits of her own. Dang. It's a miracle I don't just spontaneously prematurely ejaculate every time I see one of these women.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 7

For the next twenty minutes Shawn finished eating dinner while his mother lightly stroked his rod. He never ran out of inspiration as he took turns staring at his mother’s and sister's tits. He didn't actually have much food left to eat, but he had so much fun that he ate extremely slowly, just to see how long he could prolong the experience, and how long his mother could last. Joanna's nipples were exposed to his eyes more often that not. Especially once Vel grew intent on Shawn's penis as he slowly neared climax, she stopped looking at Joanna and focused her entire being on pleasing his penis. That allowed his sister to openly pinch and tease her nipples, make lewd faces with her tongue, and obscenely eat phallic-shaped food.

Shawn's penis was in fine form. He finished eating dinner and seemed close to ejaculation, but didn't quite go over the edge. So Vel reverted to stronger measures.

First she stood up and got him some strawberries and whipped cream for desert. That gave him a few minutes to recover. Then she took off what little clothing she still wore and sat directly on one of his blue jean-clad legs. Shawn had to pull his chair back a bit to make room for her, but otherwise he carried on as usual, ate his dessert and talked to Joanna while Vel jacked him off. There was no pretense at going slow now.

But technically it was still a test of the stealth stroking concept, so Shawn tried his best to ignore the silent and naked woman in his lap. He carried on talking to his sister as if his mother wasn't there, though he couldn't resist a stroke of her long hair from time to time. It looked like he ignored her, but it was like trying to ignore an attacking 800-pound gorilla. He barely managed to keep a conversation going and connect the food to his mouth.

Vel also seemingly completely forgot about the idea of sharing the duties with her daughter. Joanna realized it would be futile to ask Vel to swap places, since Vel was so obviously worked up, so she just enjoyed the show and did her best visually to keep Shawn horny.

His mother was more than happy, because she was able to rub her pussy directly on the rough fabric of his blue jeans right at a bony spot on his knee. It provided excellent friction; more than enough to create a wet spot on Shawn's pants.

Shawn had developed many tricks to delay orgasm and prolong the pleasure for himself and others. He had a remarkable ability to hold off on short-term pleasure for greater, more delayed pleasures, and he showed that ability yet again. Just as she had him on the verge of climax, he said, "Mom, I'm thirsty. Could you get me some milk? You always say I need to drink lots of fluids so I'll never run out of cum."

"Now? But, Tiger, we're so close." She looked over at Joanna and indicated with her eyes that Shawn should have Joanna do it.

"Now, Mom. Please."

So Vel got up and hurriedly got the milk. When she came back she found that he'd taken off his blue jeans and had nothing on but a T-shirt. She was disappointed at that, because she'd loved rubbing her pussy over the rough denim, but Shawn wanted to feel her rubbing right on his skin. He knew she wouldn't be able to resist the idea now that she'd started.

She worriedly looked over at Joanna, but Joanna was poker-faced and tried to seem uninterested. Reluctantly, Vel sat back down over his leg and immediately started to slide her wet pussy lips over and around the bony parts of his knee. She quickly got back into it, and loved the feel of flesh beneath her lips even better than she did the jeans.

Looking over at her topless daughter, who had one hand on a nipple and the other below the table edge but no doubt up her vagina, Vel commented as she rode her son's knee, "Things sure have changed in this house lately, haven't they?"

Everyone broke into laughter at the great understatement. But all of them were too worked up for sustained conversation.

Soon she was so far gone that Shawn tried to push her a little bit more. "Hey, Mom, you know what you're doing to my knee? Pretend that's not my knee. Pretend that's my penis. You're sliding your pussy all over my penis, Mom!"

"Oh, Tiger! Oh! What an idea." Both her hands and her pussy moved faster. "But that can't be your penis, because I'm holding it in my hand! Mommy is holding your big fucker. She's going to get off all over you!"

"Imagine that I have two penises," Shawn suggested. "Imagine I have a clone twin. A second me. One is sitting behind you and you're sitting on his penis. In a minute we're going to double up on you and fuck your mouth and pussy at the same time."

"Oh no! Dear God! Two Shawns! Fuck! Yes!" Vel exploded in a multiple orgasm. Shawn found his knee simply drenched in her pussy juice. It dripped all down his leg. But still she kept on and jacked him off all the while. She'd never thought of two Shawns before. She knew already that she would fantasize about it that evening and for a long time to come.

Shawn survived that erotic eruption without cumming and thought he could last forever. But, in fact, he didn't hold out much longer. When Shawn finally came it arrived so suddenly that it was a surprise even to him. One second he was doing fine and the next there were ropes which shot straight up into the air.

Vel was not in a good position to get her mouth over his penis. It happened to be pointed up and towards the table when he started, so the first rope went high up and landed right on the table top. The next two hit his clothes and the floor before Vel finally turned the penis around and aimed it at her chest. The rest of the ropes hit her all over her legs, stomach, and tits as she tried to direct it like a powerful fire hose overwhelming the holder. By the time she managed to get her mouth over the end, there was no cum left, to her immense frustration.

They ended up with a bigger mess than usual, since it was rare for any of his seed not to be directly aimed at a mouth, face, or chest. Both Vel and Joanna were disappointed, though Joanna acted quickly and scooped up some of the gobs from the table before Vel could think to do it herself. Vel didn't give much thought to the mess, or the increasingly public way in which Shawn had been pleasured, or the outrageous way she and others behaved. She just reveled in her pleasurable feelings. And though Vel wouldn't admit it to herself, to have Joanna or someone else watch increased her pleasure even more.

Joanna still wore the micro-mini skirt that failed to even go down far enough to cover all of her pussy. She walked over to Shawn and sat on his knee almost as soon as Vel vacated it. Vel had walked away towards the kitchen, but she turned around in surprise to see Joanna squish around in the juices she'd left on Shawn's knee.

[shawnieboy]

As Joanna gave her brother a hug, she said, "How was that, Big Salami Brother? Did Mom jack you off as well as I can? Watching made your sister soooo horny." She slid her pussy lips all over Shawn's knee even more ostentatiously. Vel's juices mixed with her own and she found she could slide around as easily as a skater on ice. "Do you think you could get up for a repeat performance?"

Shawn's entire knee couldn't have been any more wet if someone had poured a pitcher of water on it. Joanna slid many inches forwards and back as he tried to focus on her face and talk. He was still so aroused that he had a hard time thinking or even focusing his eyes on her moving face. "Ummmm.... It was good. Very good."

He looked over at Vel. He thought she'd gone to clean herself up, but in fact she only went for a glass of water. His cum still remained all over her upper torso. She now stood close to her children, with one hand in her pussy and other on a tit. "You were really good, Mom."

His mental facilities returned as he saw an opportunity to tease his mother a bit. He pointed at his knee and stuck a finger in some cum which dripped off. "But look, Mom. You shouldn't have created such a big mess. Sis is having a hard time sitting on me. Your daughter is practically drowning in your cum. Look. All of our juices are mixing together. Why, it's so slippery that it's a near thing she doesn't just slide off me altogether."

"Dear Lord! Forgive me, God!" Vel shrieked. "It's too hot! Too much!" She fell to her knees and fucked herself with her fingers even more vigorously than before. Huffing and puffing like an old coal train, she finally dropped the rest of the way to the ground in yet another unbelievably intense orgasm. Her legs continued to twitch long afterwards as she lay helplessly on the floor.

She thought, as she came to and began eating the cum that still remained on her chest, Forget my other reasons. I can't have Shawn fuck me - or two Shawns - good God, I can't even let myself think about that - because if he did he would kill me. I would simply die of sheer delight. He almost killed me right now from across the room. It's too much! ... What kind of mother am I? So irresponsible! But I just can't stop. Can't stop....

Vel was so blissed out on her goal to be the world's greatest cocksucker for her son that nothing fazed her at all. Shawn foolishly failed to take advantage of her wanton mood to push the boundaries in other areas as much as he could have. If he had gotten himself erect yet again he could have walked over to where she lay and played with her like a rag doll. Her only reaction would have been to cry in joy for more. But unfortunately he was completely spent. Joanna repeatedly got herself off on his knee while she hungrily watched their mother writhe on the floor close by, but he couldn't do any more with his penis.

A short time later Vel managed to calm down somewhat. As she lay on the floor, still catching her breath, Joanna removed herself from her brother's knee. The daughter walked over and stood over her mother, examining the sight. There were still uneaten gobs of cum all over. "Yummy, Mom. You've got a very yummy mess all over you. Do you want me to help clean it up?" She licked her lips suggestively.

Vel thought back to how she'd cleaned Cheese's "mess" up at the beach, and how she almost couldn't control herself from diving into Cheese's pussy with her tongue. "NO!" she shrieked, filled with the fear that the same temptation could happen to Joanna. Then, more calmly, she continued, "Really, Angel, this is too much. We have to have some kind of decorum around here. We can't just sit around sucking Shawn's penis and eating his cum all day. Can we get up and do something productive for a change? I have things to do. I'll take care of this mess myself, thank you very much!"

She picked herself up off the floor and went to have a reinvigorating hot shower. But before she turned on the water, she finished licking up all the remaining cum gobs. I'm such a hopeless case, she thought. Where's the leadership? The moral authority? The firm boundaries? It all crumbles the instant I get horny. She sighed a very heavy sigh and lolled Shawn's cum around her mouth, savoring the taste.

Despite her attempt to restore some normality to the house, she knew the evening's sexual games were far from over. She looked forward to being all alone with Shawn and his penis while the others shopped, and that was for starters. The funny thing was, she didn't really have other things to do. Since there was no need to work for a living, she didn't have much to fill her time. She idly wondered just what she used to do all the time before she started her new favorite pastime of cocksucking. It occurred to her that she'd spent far too much time watching television, shopping, cleaning, and socializing with friends she didn't really like that much in the first place. The house was a lot messier these days, but no one seemed to mind.

She thought cynically to herself, Maybe I should just announce myself to the world as a full-time cocksucker. People would ask me, "So what do you do, Ms. Chen?" I'd reply matter-of-factly, "Oh, live-in cocksucker for my son. Yep. You heard right. I suck my son's cock all day long." I'll bet that would turn some heads! Ha! I wonder what my husband would think. He'd call me up from his job in Asia and ask, "So, how's the cocksucking coming, Honey?" "Oh, great, Dear. Shawn just filled my mouth with the most marvelous load just an hour ago, and I'm jacking him off as we speak. How are things with you?" Wouldn't that be a hoot? But in all seriousness, this is, like, my calling. I love it! I can't get anything else done. I know I'm just gonna sit around and fidget and watch the clock until I can do it again later tonight. It's all I can think about! I just have to focus on the cocksucking so I won't cross the line into fucking. There's no moral ambiguity or excuses for that. That's just plain immoral and wrong. ... Even though it would be so good. If cocksucking is this great, imagine how fucking a real man like Shawn would feel. But I can't think about that!

The stealth stroking wasn't exactly stealthy, and certainly wasn't in any way low-key near the end. But it was successful in that Shawn's penis was sated for a while. He hit the books shortly after dinner and was remarkably able to get some work done for once. He purposely didn't shower so that he could smell like the personification of sex. His room was nearly the same. Meanwhile, around seven o'clock Cheese came over to get Joanna, and they went to the store.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 8

Cheese drove Joanna to a store in a nearby business district called Stephanie’s. Cheese had never been there but had heard of it. Her regular store to buy lingerie and other sexy items was already closed. Stephanie’s was open until 8:00, so they had less than an hour to make their purchases.

There were a couple other customers milling about when they came in. Cheese immediately grabbed a few items she found promising, and said to Joanna, "Let’s go try these on." They hurried to the changing rooms.

The changing room was reasonably big, and had a large mirror on one wall. There was a bench on the opposite side, but there was no door, just a curtain that parted in the middle. The two females quickly got naked, and put on some lingerie they picked out.

"What do you think?" said Joanna, as she pirouetted around in a one-piece nightie.

"It’s hard to tell just by looking," replied Cheese. "An important factor with these kinds of clothes is: how easy is the access to your best assets? If I’m Shawn, for instance, will I be impeded in reaching your tits?" Cheese grabbed one of Joanna’s tits, but pretended that having the thin fabric between her hand and Joanna’s nipple greatly bothered her. "You see? I want your nipple, and all I get is the nightie."

"But why don’t you just slip your hand underneath?" Joanna guided Cheese’s hand with her own, until Cheese found Joanna’s hard nipple and began properly pinching and twisting it.

"Yeah, but what if he has to do that, while Vel is bare chested? And she almost always is these days. Don’t put yourself at a disadvantage. Get something that says ‘Fuck me now’ a little more." While her hand continued to grope at Joanna’s tit, her other hand reached for the girl’s pussy. "And what about down here? Again I’m impeded. I want your pussy now, not next week!" In truth it was no bother for Cheese to push aside some fabric and begin finger-fucking, which is what she did.

"Now see how the access is on mine," Cheese said, and soon the two of them were on the carpeted floor, busy licking and sucking each other.

A pretty employee named Ginger came by the changing rooms after about ten minutes to see what was taking them so long. She could hear moaning easily enough and guess what was happening, but to better satisfy her curiosity she knelt down and looked under the curtain, since it didn't go all the way to the floor. As Joanna and Cheese were now rolling on the floor and completely naked in a sixty-nine position, Ginger didn't have to leave much to her imagination. But working at a store such as this one, such scenes happened every now and then. So Ginger just smiled to herself and went to check on the other customers.

After Joanna and Cheese both climaxed all over each other, Joanna said, "I give our current choices the thumbs up. Not that we're wearing them!" They had very quickly gotten naked. "But if we’re going to try every item out with a practice fuck, we’ll never get enough shopping done in time."

"You’re right," Cheese said. She said with an amused smile, "We should have come in here a couple hours earlier so we could practice fuck with every single item. But let’s go out there and find something even more fuckable." Cheese pulled some hankies out of her purse, and they wiped their faces free of cum.

Cheese put on the lingerie instead of her street clothes, and shamelessly went out into the store with her tits and pussy faintly visible through semitransparent fabric. A few of the other women customers eyed her strangely.

The employee who spied on them earlier walked up to Cheese, and said with a friendly smile, "Hi, my name is Ginger. How are you finding everything? I was afraid you and your young friend got lost in the changing room."

"No, I think we’re finding everything we’re looking for. We believe in giving products the full test run before buying them." Cheese said this in a knowing manner. From the way Ginger was looking at her, she had no doubt that Ginger knew what happened in the changing room, and that the employee was more than fine with it.

"That’s commendable," Ginger said. "I see you like one of our latest models," she added as she began caressing the shoulder straps of Cheese’s lingerie.

"Yes, I’ll take this one. However, I was just saying to my friend Joanna…" Joanna walked out of the changing room as she said this, also dressed in lingerie. "Joanna, can you come over here?" Turning towards Ginger, Cheese added, "My name is Cheese, by the way. Joanna is my next door neighbor’s daughter."

"I’m sure she is," Ginger replied, while doubting it herself. She wondered if Joanna might not be Cheese’s own daughter, judging by the age difference and the similar unusually tall, dark haired, and busty bodies. Joanna meanwhile walked up to them.

Cheese gave the brief introduction, "Joanna, Ginger. Ginger, Joanna. Ginger is going to help us shop, aren't you?"

"I’d be delighted," said Ginger. "What in particular are you looking for?"

"Well, as I was just saying to Joanna, we need items more sexy and revealing than the ones we’re wearing. In particular, we need some that leave the private places exposed instead of covered. Do you have anything like that?"

"Of course. Let me show you to the back of our store."

Ginger reminded Joanna of Sera, mostly because of the same shade of long blonde hair. But Ginger was shorter, somewhat less stacked, and far less tanned. She also seemed a lot kinder, and had a very gentle face.

The back of the store was a separate room, but was still connected to the front by an open doorway. People on the street at least couldn't see what was happening inside it. There was a whole range of extremely revealing lingerie, and a large assortment of sex toys and accessories on the walls and in racks. Cheese found something in particular she liked.

"Ah, Joanna, you see? This is what I was talking about." Cheese held up a negligee like the one she was wearing, except there were holes for the boobs and pussy. "Just my size. I think I’ll try it on."

Ginger started to say, "The changing rooms are located…" but stopped because she realized Cheese was already in the midst of taking her clothes off right there.

Joanna gasped and put her hands over her shocked, gaping mouth. She thought, I'm feeling playful, but I wasn't exactly expecting public nudity!

Cheese put the new outfit on. "What do you two think?" she said, as she proudly strutted her bare tits and pussy to any and all who would look, walking up and down an aisle as she modeled the outfit. Aside from Ginger and Joanna, there was one older lady in the back part of the store, and she looked at Cheese very disapprovingly. The other customers were on the other side of the curtain in the front of the store.

"Very good, Cheese," Ginger said with a professional demeanor.

[shawnieboy]

"I think it looks waaay hot!" Joanna said, surprising herself by just how excited she was. "But I can't believe you'd just wear it right here!" Cheese's public nudity was getting Joanna very hot and wet, not to mention what it was doing to Cheese and even Ginger.

"Why don’t you try one on?" Cheese encouraged Joanna, and Joanna soon found a similar item she liked. She started walking to the changing room, but Cheese grabbed her arm, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shaking nervously, and blushing more than she had in weeks, Joanna hastily changed clothes right in the middle of the room. Cheese thoughtfully blocked the aisle in the direction of where the one other customer was, but Joanna wasn't so worried about that. She was more attuned to the fact that Ginger was standing just a few feet behind her, watching everything.

Joanna somehow thought the ordeal would be over when she finished changing, forgetting that she was putting on an outfit that exposed her tits and pussy. She covered up her exposed privates with her hands, and nearly died of shame when she looked at the one older lady still in the back, who was giving her an evil eye. Joanna was so flustered and embarrassed she didn't notice that the lady was holding two dildos in her hand, sizing them up for purchase.

"That outfit is also very nice, " Ginger said encouragingly as she checked out Joanna’s bare pussy and impressive boobs.

"I come from the ‘show me’ state," Cheese said as she reached out, pushed Joanna's protective arm away, and cupped Joanna’s exposed tits. She groped at them in a blatantly sexual manner right in front of Ginger. Joanna closed her eyes in delight and embarrassment. She was amazed that Ginger and Cheese acted as if public nudity was completely normal, and tried her best to act cool too. By closing her eyes, she unfortunately missed when Cheese deliberately turned towards the older woman in the store and gave her a sexy wink. The stranger opened her mouth in shock.

"What do you think, Ginger?" Cheese asked. "Try them out for yourself and see if this is the best choice for her."

Ginger wouldn't have worked in a lingerie store if she didn't enjoy seeing and touching beautiful women. Without much hesitation, she reached out and cupped a tit while Cheese worked on fondling the other one. "Joanna’s boobs are impressive," Ginger said dispassionately, as if she was discussing the hem of a dress. "We should find clothes that draw special attention to them." Turning to Cheese, she said, "You on the other hand have such big breasts that I’m at a bit of a loss on what best would suit you." She turned around and grabbed Cheese’s rack with both hands.

"I’m sure you could think of something to do with them," Cheese said in a provocative voice.

"I’m sure I could as well," Ginger replied, "but that might not help you find any more clothes." The other lady in the room finally walked out of the special back room, apparently disgusted at the shamelessness of the younger generation.

"I know what you mean," said Cheese. "For instance, I could find a lot of things to do with this," she reached out and rubbed her hand along Joanna’s shaved pussy lips. "That’s why I need her pussy unburdened by any covering at all times."

"That’s why we’re here to help," Ginger said, following Cheese’s hands with her own and now fully devoting her attention and both hands to Joanna’s crotch. There were now three hands down there, all enjoying the tactile sensation of a bare and slippery wet pussy. One of Cheese's hands expertly worked the clit.

Ginger asked, "I assume it’s important that a finger be unimpeded if it were to … say … enter a certain hole?"

Cheese replied, "Why don't you find out for yourself?"

Ginger rammed a finger into Joanna’s already wet pussy. Joanna cried out. Then the helpful employee began rubbing. Joanna was delirious with excitement, well aware that at any moment someone she knew might walk through the curtains and see her. She reached out and held on tight to a clothes rack: her knees were so shaky it was all she could do not to fall to the ground.

"Yes, that is of supreme importance." Cheese agreed. "But don’t forget the access to the anus." As if on cue, Ginger stuck a finger up there too. Cheese was pleasantly surprised that Ginger was so bold. "And also let’s not limit ourselves to just fingers. Dicks and dildos too."

Ginger apologized, "Sorry, we can’t help you with dicks today, but as you can see, we have a wide variety of dildos for sale." She pulled a hand out of Joanna momentarily and pointed it in the direction of the walls that had dildos hanging on them.

"So I see," Cheese said. "Why don’t we try one of those out on Joanna, to make sure if will fit in the hole of this negligee?" Ginger smiled deliciously at that suggestion and Joanna shuddered, afraid she couldn't take much more. "But before we do that, Joanna, why don’t we pick out some more of these sexy clothes. And Ginger, could you also be so kind as to model some of the more revealing items? Look how embarrassed this girl is. Her whole face is tomato red. I think she might be more at ease if you get naked too."

"I’d only be too delighted," said Ginger. She walked to the open doorway between the front and back rooms of the store, and made eye contact with the other female employee there, who was helping a customer near the front door. Winking, she pulled a curtain closed across the open doorway.

Joanna meanwhile whispered to Cheese, "Have you no fear?"

"Nope," Cheese answered happily. She whispered back, with Ginger still out of range, "You mind if we share Ginger?"

"I was kind of hoping to be with just you a bit more. But I guess these kinds of opportunities don't come along very often. And I'm so fucking hot that if I touched a red hot poker it would cool me down."

Cheese smiled a grand smile, pleased at everything around her.

[shawnieboy]

CHAPTER 9

Cheese and Joanna spent the next twenty minutes or so picking out a large pile of items to purchase. Sexual fun was largely postponed until they were sure they’d have enough stuff to bring home first. There was some danceable techno music playing, and they all swayed and grooved as they shopped.

They both continued to wear the outfits exposing their pussies and tits. Cheese concentrated much of her attention on her fingers and her pussy, but Joanna was too shy to follow suit. At one point, Joanna whispered to Cheese, "How can you be so calm about this public display?"

"Pshaw. I haven't done this kind of thing in years, but you should have seen the way I was in college before I got married. I'll have to tell you some stories sometime when we're both naked and squishy."

"As opposed to now," Joanna said, causing both of them to giggle. Joanna was slowly loosening up, especially since no other customers had seen them since the one older lady had left, and it was nearing closing time.

They tried out clothes with the excitement of little kids on Christmas morning. Cheese put on a black leather dominatrix styled outfit that covered up most of her skin except for her pussy, stomach, and cleavage. "What do you think?" she asked Ginger and Joanna. She pretended to swing a whip through the air.

"I like," Joanna responded. "Definitely sexy! Hit me, mistress, hit me!"

Ginger pretended to be more doubtful even though she was secretly loving it. She walked over to where Cheese was posing. She thrust two fingers up Cheese's pussy with a loud squish. "I like this part," she said as she yanked on Cheese's clit with her other hand.

Cheese laughed heartily. "And to think I've been shopping at your competitor's all these years!"

Ginger kissed Cheese square on the mouth, then the two necked and fingered for a couple of minutes. Finally they snapped out of it thanks to some loud coughing by Joanna, who felt left out.

Ginger now stood back and gave a more honest assessment of the dress. "Joanna is right. Lots of pussy and ass..." - Cheese swirled around to show her ass - "but it covers your nipples. With assets like yours, I'm not sure you should ever hide your nipples."

"Good point," Cheese said, "but I think it'll turn him on anyway. Put this in the 'buy' pile." She wiggled out of what clothes she wore and then changed into something else, even as she grooved to the music and frigged herself at every opportunity.

In a whirlwind of activity, they set aside for purchase just about anything they liked at all, and threw the rest into a pile. They were so excited that they were leaving their fluids on just about every item they touched, but Ginger didn't see it as a problem, since they were buying most everything they tried on, and the rest could be cleaned later.

Much of the clothes they selected had an S and M theme to them, Joanna found herself drawn to items that made her look submissive, like dog collars and hand cuffs. Cheese found herself drawn to many of the same things, to her own great surprise. But there were many other styles besides that they liked. Their only criterion was if they figured it would turn Shawn on. They were careful not to refer to him by name, however.

It seemed that each new item was more revealing than the last. Most were specifically designed to show off and expose boobs, asses and/or pussies.

But Ginger turned out to be the one to wear the most revealing outfit of all, which consisted of little more than rope, dildos, and her favorite cap. Joanna was gratified to note that Ginger also had a noticeable bikini bottom tan line, just about the only other female she'd seen naked sharing her tan line problem.

"What do you think, would he like this?" Joanna asked Cheese as she modeled yet another S and M themed outfit.

"I don’t know," Cheese said with indecision. "What do you think he thinks about the whole S and M thing, anyways?"

"Not sure. I do know he likes spankings. You should hear what he told me about being spanked by… uh… well, I’ll tell you later." Joanna realized naming names wasn't wise, despite the friendliness of Ginger.

"Well, if he’s totally into it, would you want to be whipped and beaten by him?" Cheese asked.

Ginger intruded on the question, walking up between Joanna and Cheese, and cupping tits on both of them at the same time. She breathed, "Getting whipped is sexy and fun. You have to try it. I could show you."

Joanna tried hard to ignore that, and considered the question for a moment. "I’m not crazy about the idea, but then I never thought I’d enjoy a finger up the butt or a spanking either. Or being with women, period, for that matter. So I try to keep an open mind. The important thing is, if he wants me to do it, then I have to obey."

"Same here," Cheese said, surprising herself with what she’d be willing to do for Shawn. "But still, let’s not encourage him too much in that direction, okay?" She bent forwards and licked one of Ginger's nipples.

Ginger was intensely interested in finding out who this mysterious man was, and his relationship to these two gorgeous women, but neither of them let any clues slip. Ginger suggested to Joanna, "That’s a nice one you’re wearing. Why don’t you show it to Cindy, who’s working in front of the store?"

"What, you want me to walk to the front of the store like this, and model myself in front of who knows how many strange people?" Joanna immediately became bashful again, and covered up her exposed tits.

"Unh-hunh," said Ginger. "Sounds exciting, doesn't it?"

"Maybe, but I’m not into dressing scantily in public. There might be guys up there! My only goal in dressing this way is to please… my master." Joanna said "master" at the last second to avoid saying Shawn’s name, but she liked the sound of it.

"Not just our master," Cheese pointed out, though she wasn't happy to use that term. "For instance, you also please me." She stepped forward and kissed Joanna on the lips. The idea of walking to the front part of the store, or even trying on more clothes, was forgotten as Joanna and Cheese once more got into exploring each other’s bodies. This new concept of Shawn being their official master made both Cheese and Joanna very hot.

"And just what do you to think you’re doing without me?" Ginger asked, pouting that she was missing out on the action.

"Oh sorry," said Joanna, as she and Cheese turned their attention to the store assistant. "By the way, what does it take to get a preferred customer discount around here?" The two of them reached out to Ginger and ran their hands all over her.

"Umm, I’m not really entitled … That is to say…" said a flustered Ginger as the two overwhelmed her and brought her to the ground.

"What about an Ginger sandwich?" Cheese suggested. "That should be worth a ten percent discount, at least!" Ginger was unable to answer because Joanna lowered her pussy onto the assistant’s face. Cheese meanwhile buried her tongue deep into Ginger’s pussy.

There was no pretense at any more shopping after that. Cheese and Joanna stayed well past closing, but unfortunately the other cute but older sales attendant Cindy had family at home and couldn't stay and join them.

After everyone got off several times, Ginger said, "Speaking of S and M, there’s nothing to worry about. Why don’t I show you how it works?"

"Um, thanks but no thanks," said Cheese.

[shawnieboy]

"No, really. It’s no problem. I know it seems weird to think of being whipped, but how about being the person who does the whipping? Why don’t you give it a try? You can practice on me." Joanna and Cheese could see that Ginger's offer to be whipped was hardly an altruistic act - the cute employee was trembling with excitement at the prospect.

"What do you think, Joanna?" Cheese asked doubtfully.

"Oh, I guess trying out a few cracks of the whip wouldn't do any harm. As long as no one tries it on me."

So they went ahead, tied up Ginger and then whipped her repeatedly on the butt. Neither Joanna nor Cheese really got off on powering over Ginger, but Ginger got off on it well enough. Before too long they dropped the whip and went back to using their hands and mouths. But they kept Ginger tied up, just for fun, and gave her the occasional spanking or hole poke as they went through a final selection of their clothing.

Cheese was amused at the situation: two total strangers were in a locked store after hours, and had tied the only employee up with rope. Cheese pointed out, "I wonder what a policeman would think if he happened to wander into here right now." All laughed at the delicious thought. Joanna immediately grabbed a strap-on dildo and role-played being such a policeman discovering the other two.

Ginger loved the treatment. She said, still tied up and bent over the floor, "You two are seriously the funnest customers I've ever served. Not to mention the best looking."

"I'll tell you what's being served," Joanna said in a naughty mood as she fingered the helpless woman. "Something spicy. A big steaming plate of Ginger flavored pussy."

Cheese walked over and sawed into Ginger's asshole. "You forget the side of Ginger ass. And a nice glass of Ginger pussy juice completes the wholesome meal." Ginger cried out in ecstasy at the double assault.

Ginger's only gripe was that her two customers were too timid. As she lay on the ground with her face in the carpet and her ass up in the air, she said, "Toe me."

"What?" said a confused Cheese. "Tow me? To where?"

"No, toe me. Stick your toes in my cunt. Do what you want. Go wild. You have me naked, tied up, and helpless. Get medieval on my ass. I love it when my ass gets seriously abused. We've got the toys around here to do anything."

But neither Cheese nor Joanna really wanted to put their toes in someone. And they were getting tired. They were also well aware that there was a lot of fun waiting for them at home and that they needed to save their energies. So they reluctantly untied Ginger in order to make their purchases.

When all was said and done, Joanna and Cheese paid for over three thousand dollars in clothing and sexual paraphernalia. To their surprise, Ginger did end up giving them a ten percent discount. She joked, "I forgot about the obscure regulation stating that an Ginger sandwich IS good for ten percent off. I wish more customers knew about it! After all, we want to encourage repeat customers. Our goal is to have you cum again and again."

Joanna smiled wryly and corrected, "You mean come back again and again."

"That too," Ginger replied, barely able to keep a straight face. "I seriously wish I could give an even bigger discount, but I don't own the place. Maybe you could get an even bigger discount if you bring your master in and have him help try on some clothes. I wouldn't mind getting in some trouble for that. And if you introduce his penis to Cindy, the owner, you just might end up getting everything for free. Who knows? But call first and make sure I'm working that day."

On the way home in the car, Cheese asked Joanna, "I liked Ginger. Do you think we should introduce her to Shawn? Not to mention that other woman? That was quite the offer she made."

"Hmm. Shawn would definitely like her; she’s beautiful enough. And she’s apparently single and has the right ‘can do me’ spirit. But frankly I've got too much competition with Shawn’s time as it is. I don’t want one more. Or two, for that matter. And to be honest I’m a bit afraid of blondes, even fake ones." (Ginger’s dark haired bush showed her real hair color.) "Maybe later on."

"I’m with you on that," said Cheese. "But if Shawn says he wants more women to fuck, we should be obliged to get them for him, don’t you think? Especially since a girl like Ginger wouldn't be just for him. It's fun the whole family can enjoy, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, sure. A girl like Ginger is nice enough, but really no competition for Shawn's affections compared to the likes of you and me. So let’s keep her in mind, in case our master asks for a new fuck partner. She seemed very keen on meeting our mystery man. But our main goal should be keeping our master so well fucked that he won't want anyone else."

"Do you really have to call him Master?" Cheese asked. "Isn't that a bit much?"

"Can I just say it around you? It turns me on."

Cheese raised an eyebrow and looked at Joanna questioningly. Finally, she said, "He is just your brother you know."

"I know. But I'm enjoying this fantasy, okay?"

"Whatever. You know, by calling him Master, that implies you're his slave."

"I'm aware. I'm Shawn's sister slave fuck toy."

"Okaaaay. I guess that's why they have the saying, 'whatever turns you on.' Just like Ginger. She's into some weird stuff. Phew."

So they didn't mention Ginger at all, but both Joanna and Cheese now had a new favorite store to buy lingerie from. Joanna also started calling Shawn "Master," but only if she was alone with Cheese. The older neighbor found the term both repelling and strangely exciting at the same time, but she certainly had no desire to say it.

But now they were to go back home. The night was still young, and Cheese had an idea on how they could best show off their new purchases for Shawn. She was very confident that Shawn would love it.