My all time fav sex story...

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Vel put her fingers back in her mouth and nodded as she thought, Oh yes! I've been holding out from even giving my tits to him, but Cheese says that's selfish of me. I should let him fuck my tits. He NEEDS to fuck my tits. I can't even imagine how good it would feel to have his big hard schlong filling up my cleavage and ramming his hardness into my chest. But anal sex? I don't know. To have him fuck my asshole? That seems so very improper. I mean, one has to have limits. Imagine if he could just grab me at any moment and throw me down on the table. He'd bend me over and shove his big jackhammer monster up my teeny tiny asshole. I don't know... That could really hurt. But Cheese says I have to do it. I HAVE to. I have to give him my tits and my ass. I must give myself over to him completely. I'm just a sex cow. It's not my place to think or say no. My place is just to get FUCKED! Yes! Fuck me, Tiger!

Cheese watched with amusement while Vel pumped her fingers in and out of her mouth with greater and greater speed. The idea of being allowed to get fucked in the tits and ass was so exciting that Vel lost all sense of propriety and completely forgot about Cheese until she reached climax.

She cried out, "Oh!" and in seconds realized that she wasn't alone but that she was still with Cheese, and that she had four saliva covered fingers deep in her mouth. She shamefully pulled them out and hid them behind her back, but her mind was still fogged with the excitement of new possibilities.

She tried to push many naughty thoughts from her mind, even as she fought against slipping her hands underneath her spandex outfit. She made an attempt to resume the conversation. "Uh. Where were we? What was that you said? Something about bend over but don't break? I like that. But what about Joanna?"

Cheese acted as if nothing had happened and pretended that she'd been looking away the whole time. Vel let herself believe that Cheese had failed to notice the climax.

Cheese turned back and said calmly, "Same deal. As long as she and Shawn don't have actual intercourse, then the rest is okay. Can't you see how their physical intimacy brings them closer together? Can you even remember the last time they were sniping at each other? I can't. They've so close and loving now. You can see how Joanna's eyes light up whenever she sees him?"

"Mmmm hmmm."

"You remember what Caelist said about the importance of Shawn not chafing or abusing his penis. Nothing is easier on the penis than soft tit mounds, properly lubricated. That's as true for Joanna as it is for the rest of us. And it's not like she's missing out on some great guy. All her dates before were bozos anyways. She’s not going to meet a serious guy until college. Shawn will be moving on to college in less than a year, so both of them will be dating others soon enough, no matter what happens in the short term."

"That sounds reasonable, I guess...." Vel imagined Joanna naked and bent over the dinner table, and Shawn behind her, feeding inch after inch of his long penis into her butt hole. In the vision, Joanna screamed out in both agony and ecstasy while Vel herself stood in the kitchen wearing just her apron, looking on like a proud mother. The idea drove her crazy with desire. She further imagined laying on the kitchen floor in front of both of them, sticking her ass up in the air, spreading her ass cheeks, and saying, "Now, you two, don't forget to tend to your mother!"

Cheese snapped her fingers, bringing Vel back to Earth.

Vel thought, and then said imploringly, "But what about Joanna and me and the kissing?"

Vel didn't seem to notice that Cheese had finally snuck a hand up under her loose T-shirt. She was now obviously pinching her own nipple with one hand and rubbing her pussy with the other. The movement was very subtle and through the fabric, but it was there. Cheese was encouraged by the fact that Vel's view of her was blocked by parts of the two exercise machines between them. She just couldn't stand still when her best friend was burning up the room with sexual heat.

Vel's imaginings returned to the idea of bending over at a ninety degree angle, and having Shawn shove his penis right up her ass. When she wasn't thinking about that, she imagined his penis in her mouth so clearly she could almost taste it. She would have happily gone back to fucking her mouth with her fingers but for the need to speak.

Cheese on the other hand, while delighted at the prospect of being profoundly anally penetrated by Shawn, was more excited by the immediate sight of Vel. She wanted Vel bad. She'd been holding back on making any moves on her best friend, but she couldn't hold back any more. Her mind schemed how she could at least get some action with Vel without scaring her away and tearing down weeks of progress.

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CHAPTER 5

Cheese finally came up with a plan. She stopped fondling herself momentarily and returned to and repeated Vel's question, "What about Joanna and me and the kissing?" Then she answered with a question of her own. "When she kissed you, did you enjoy it? For instance, did you put your tongue in her mouth?"

Vel was silent for a while. She thought back to the kiss, and unconsciously began roaming her hands over her body in imitation of what Joanna had done to her just an hour or two earlier. Finally, she admitted, "Yes. Yes I did."

Cheese was very pleased at the revelation that Vel enjoyed kissing her daughter on the lips. She said, "Don't be shocked, but I think that's perfectly okay. I've kissed many women on the lips and found it lots of fun. It's not a lesbian thing; it's just a friendliness thing. Of course normally you don't want to do it with your own daughter. For instance, I would never kiss Hui Shan like that. But you have to remember you're in a special situation, doing it for a good cause. His medical treatment. So the situations aren't comparable. I think that if Shawn is flaccid again and asks you to kiss Joanna so he can get hard, you should agree. Guys really get sexually excited at women kissing each other, and you should use that fact to help him out."

"I was thinking that too, but I wasn't sure if it's the right thing to do. I'm so glad you agree. You're such a great help. But you don't think it'll warp Joanna's development?"

"Hell no! Women kiss each other on the lips all the time. I would kiss you on the lips every day just as a greeting, except that you've been so conservative. Think about some of our friends, like Julianne or Angela. They kiss me and each other on the lips sometimes to say hello or good-bye. Everyone just avoids kissing you like that because it's obvious that would make you uncomfortable. But it's totally common. It's just being friendly."

"Really? I kind of thought so, but I wasn't sure. Do Julianne and Angela even have prolonged kisses and roll their tongues around inside each other's mouths when you kiss them?"

"Sure."

"If that’s so, then why didn't you kiss Angela like that when she came over to play cards the other day?"

"Friends like Angela avoid doing those longer kisses when you're around, ‘cos they know how frigid, um, I mean, uh, conservative you are. Or have been, anyways."

Vel was getting more and more horny, and said, "But Angela has such big boobs!" even though that had nothing to do with kissing. Vel imagined feeling Angela's boobs. She rubbed her own boobs over her spandex suit more overtly, as if she was feeling up Angela.

"Yes she does," Cheese replied, a bit confused at the connection. "But the point is, just because women, even big boobed women, kiss like that, that doesn't mean they're lesbian. It just means social norms are different for women, depending on their upbringing. Just like if you go to a Muslim country like Turkey, you'll see guys hugging each other and holding each other's hands as they walk down the street. That doesn't mean they're gay; they just have different ways of expressing friendliness."

While Cheese was being factual about Turkish guys from having been there, she was making up the part about their friends doing any more than lightly kissing each other on the mouth. But she was ready to say just about anything in the hopes that it would get Vel to kiss her, and soon.

"Really?" said Vel in wonder. "I'd heard that about guys in some Muslim countries. That's weird. Do you think there are women with huge jugs like Angela in Turkey?" She was rubbing her boobs with both hands most vigorously now, as she imagined Angela in Turkey, getting gang banged on a busy street by a dozen Turkish men.

Cheese didn't answer the silly question. Suddenly Vel realized she was expected to keep the conversation going, and asked, "But am I really that frigid? I'm sorry about that. It's funny how someone like Angela would be so shocked at what I'm doing with Shawn even while she thinks I'm frigid for not French kissing her."

"I'm the one who should be sorry for calling you frigid," Cheese said very apologetically. "You're far from frigid these days, obviously. But there still are effects from your small town upbringing, even after all these years. Like the fact that you don't even know how women kiss here in Southern California."

The idea of Vel being frigid seemed positively ridiculous the way she was carrying on and rubbing her chest, not to mention her wholehearted devotion to cocksucking lately. But Cheese realized that there was still a part of Vel that was very moralistic and very religious. Vel really did consider any lesbian activity as something beyond the pale and expressly forbidden by God. Cheese knew that what she planned next was a very big and pivotal step. She took her hand away from her crotch to take another swing from a bottle of water.

She said, "You know, you've made a lot of progress, and I think you'd agree that your life is much the better for it. But you could stand to loosen up a bit more. You still have a phobia about physical contact. Relax. Try kissing another woman. We're in the very open minded and liberal California, even if this is suburban Orange County. Everybody does it. It's no big deal."

Vel was thoughtful now, and nervous. She said, "Thanks for your patience. I know I've been tough on you, like when I've gone to the beach all covered up and with an umbrella to boot. But I'm trying to change, really I am. Let me... Let us... try kissing. On the lips. If that's what the others do, I want to be one of the gang too."

Vel was already sitting close to Cheese, but she brought her face in even closer. They stared right into each other's eyes. Vel's nervousness doubled. Even the normally cool Cheese found her heart pounding with nervous anticipation.

Cheese was also understandably delighted. We're going to really kiss? Damn, why didn't I try this line of argument years ago? I've been desiring her for YEARS. Actually, upon reflection, had it not been for these weeks of her sexually opening up with Shawn, she would never have agreed to this. I still have to bring her along bit by bit.

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On the outside the wily neighbor remained calm. "Okay, that would be great. Like I said, it's just a sign of affection, especially when people greet. Just stand up, and I'll kiss you like you did with Joanna earlier."

Cheese kissed Vel once on the cheek. Then she kissed her on the other. "See? It's easy. You rarely even do this much with another woman. Give it a try."

Vel kissed Cheese's cheeks, several times. But then they paused for a painfully long time. Both again stared into each other's eyes again with trepidation. Cheese was well aware that what would happen next was a big step that would permanently change their relationship. Even Vel in her erotic fog had glimmers that this might be the case.

"I don’t know…" Vel said doubtfully. "Is this really … proper?" Her mouth was no more than two inches from Cheese's and getting closer.

Cheese answered encouragingly, "Sure it is. There's nothing to it." Their mouths continued to draw nearer ever so slowly, but the movement was unstoppable, like two magnets. The kisses so far were nothing much, but in getting in position for the kiss Cheese embraced Vel, and that drove their remarkable racks together. Their boobs rubbed against each other, facilitated by Vel's slick spandex top and Cheese's nearly nonexistent T-shirt.

Their lips finally met, and Cheese kissed Vel's lips as both kept their mouths closed. That seemed to overwhelm Vel a bit, and she pulled back. Again, for a minute, both just stared into each other’s eyes, as if in disbelief of what they were doing. But Cheese couldn't take the tension any more. She decisively planted her mouth over Vel's and firmly held on. With her hands on the back on Vel's head, she held her friend's head in place and kissed her firmly. She should have been more gradual, but she impatiently stuck her tongue into Vel's mouth and began exploring. Vel passively let Cheese do what she wanted. But she made no active movements herself, like someone in a complete daze.

Slowly but surely Vel responded in kind, and Cheese dropped her hands to her friend's shoulders. The kiss went on for about a minute.

When it was done, Cheese pulled back a bit and said, "There. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Vel was even more stunned than ever before. She was stunned by just how much she liked it. When Cheese put her mouth firmly on her own, she felt tremors of excitement all through her body. The nerve endings in her pussy quivered, just as they did with a nice goodnight kiss with Shawn. Then the kisses just got better and better. It made the earlier kiss with Joanna feel like child's play, because on some deep, deep level Vel had been desirous of her best friend's incredible body for ages, and now both of their long held, forbidden desires were coming out through the kiss. It was more than electric. Both of them had to stop and catch their breaths.

Finally Vel asked, "Women greet each other like that? Isn't that kind of... sexual?" That was a gross understatement.

"Sure. All the time. You know, maybe there is a little bit of passion in it, but the fact is we live in a society where the men make the rules. And men like a little bit of a sexual charge between women. So this is considered very acceptable even while men are too chicken to hold each other's hands. Imagine two guys French kissing each other to say hello! Totally absurd. But that's how our society is. Double standards."

"Yeah. I guess. Funny how that works." Vel was still reeling. The lightness of their conversation didn't match the heartfelt intensity of the kisses. It didn't help her concentration that Cheese's face was still inches from hers and their boobs still pressed into each other. Cheese surreptitiously rubbed her own boobs in slow circles against Vel's, as if she was constantly adjusting her posture, trying to find the best grip for her hug. Her cut off T-shirt had long ridden up her chest, so the only barrier between them was Vel's slick spandex.

Vel's rock hard and very sensitive nipples frequently brushed against Cheese's nipples. Because Vel's nipples were so very sensitive, she could hardly cope with the deliciously delightful feeling this caused. She loved it even more than the kiss.

Cheese suggested, "Next time we meet, let's greet with a kiss, like other women do. It'll feel more normal the more we do it. Why don't we practice it again? I'll stand back and pretend to walk into the room. You kiss me like we've been doing it for years."

"Okay." Vel was so sexually overheated that she was just relieved to have Cheese's body pull away from her own momentarily. It was like stepping away from an open furnace.

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CHAPTER 6

Vel's relief was only temporary. Cheese pulled her T-shirt over her nipples, walked back ten feet, and pretended to knock on and then open an imaginary door. "Hi girlfriend! How's it going?" She walked forward.

"Hi Cheese!" Vel said in mock surprise, as if she Cheese had truly and unexpectedly just entered the room. Cheese kept walking forward, then suddenly and boldly grabbed Vel in a tight embrace and planted her lips on her friend's mouth. She immediately began tonguing, and even dipped Vel back a bit. Vel again replied with her own tongue, but more actively and passionately this time.

After another minute Cheese stopped the kiss and pulled back. "It's going well," she said, answering Vel's nearly forgotten question. "How are things on your side?"

"Good..." Then Vel broke from her acting role. "Do women really truly kiss like that? It just seems so passionate. What if my husband Ron saw us kissing like that?" Vel's brain was fogged, especially because Cheese still held her in an embrace, and Cheese's big melons rubbed against her own in distractingly delightful ways.

Cheese answered, "If he saw a kiss like that, he'd probably get horny and give you a good fucking later that evening. Oh wait, I forget I'm talking about Ron." They chuckled. "Most guys would get horny, anyways. That's probably why guys encourage this kind of thing. And it's more fun that just saying 'hi,' you must admit."

"Yes, but it was just so emotional. And passionate. I just can't imagine this is how women normally kiss. I mean, like you and Angela. I can't even picture how your two faces can meet in the first place with all the big tits getting in the way. When you kiss her, do you feel shivers down your spine? Do you feel tingling down in your... Well, tingling all over your skin? Doesn't it make it hard to even think when she's got her beach ball-sized tits pressing into your chest, rubbing her remarkably long nipples all over your own soft, white mountains? ... I mean, how can you just casually greet someone like that?" Vel was getting herself quite worked up thinking about Angela and Cheese together.

Cheese was lying when she said she kissed Angela on the mouth, but she replied, "Kissing Angela isn't that different from kissing you. Your tits are nearly as gargantuan as hers. Same as mine. You and I are both prime centerfold material. You may deny it in your endearingly sincere modesty, but that's just a fact. Bodies like yours and mine and I'm sure Angela's are designed for pleasure. Our tits, our lips, our pussies, our hands - every inch of us has more nerve endings than the typical female. We're so sensitive. Maybe that's one reason that we've become such good friends, because we're kindred spirits. You know, when Shawn puts his hand on my ass cheek and strokes it, that's enough to make me want to cum, right there."

"Me too! I love it when he touches my ass. That's my favorite. But that's partially 'cos I'm afraid to let him get near my tits and especially my nipples because they're just so sensitive. I can get off just by pinching my own nipple." Vel demonstrated by pinching a nipple right there, and while it didn't get her to climax, that was only because she'd climaxed recently.

Cheese unconsciously reached under her T-shirt and pinched a nipple as well. "Yes. See what I mean? So that's part of it. There's going to be more electricity just because of our bodies. Call it a blessing or a curse. But more than that, this is a new and scary experience for you, so you're excited and charged up with tension. That'll pass. Think about kissing you husband when he comes home from work. Even if you kiss him on the lips, it's no big deal anymore, right?"

"Yuck. Don't remind me of that loser." The unpleasant thought caused her to pull her hands off of herself.

"Sorry, but the point is, that's how it'll be with other women when you get used to kissing them. You and I need to practice more so that next time Shawn asks you to kiss another woman you won't be all frazzled and excited."

"You're right. This will pass. I couldn't handle the intensity if every kiss was like this, thank God. It's even better than kissing Shawn! This will pass. Yes. You're always right. What a friend."

Cheese continued, "Note also that I said 'hi girlfriend'? You ever notice how women call each other 'girlfriend' but guys never call each other 'boyfriend'? That's another example of how our society likes a certain amount of low-level lesbianism. It's titillating. Boy, Shawn will be really turned on when he sees us kiss each other!"

"He will? ... You're right, he will!" Vel realized delightedly. "Cool! I have to be a better kisser for Shawn. I think we should definitely practice this some more."

Cheese and Vel practiced kissing right then three more times, Cheese pretending to leave and reenter the room each time. Cheese's cut off T-shirt was up around her shoulders more often then not, and rubbing their tits together were as much or more important for both of them as the kissing.

Vel realized that Cheese was a much more talented kisser, and bemoaned her own lack of skill. "I'm sorry I'm such a bad kisser. Kissing Ron is like kissing a dead fish. I just never got into it."

"No worries," Cheese said reassuringly. "We'll practice this until you get really good. Shawn won't know what hit him when you kiss him goodnight tonight. Then he'll learn from you and become a better kisser, and all your kisses will be better. If it helps you, just imagine that my tongue is actually Shawn's penis, deeply penetrating your mouth. Treat it gently with your own tongue. Put your growing cocksucking skills to use. Then switch roles and imagine that your tongue is his penis, and my mouth is one of your wet, dripping holes."

"Oooh!" Vel squealed with delight. "That might help. Let's try again!"

They kissed some more, and this time Vel was much, much better. Cheese could hardly believe how good it felt.

The rest of the morning, whenever one or the other would leave the room to go to the bathroom, answer the phone, get a drink, or whatever, they would greet each other again with a passionate kiss. Then spent the rest of the day doing their usual things (Vel would work on household chores and Cheese would help out just to be friendly. Cheese had a maid so she had even more free time than her friend). But pretty much the whole time they discussed Shawn, and sex, and sex with Shawn, and generally stayed as horny as could be. So each kiss grew only more passionate.

The last hour Cheese was there, the two of them sunbathed in the nude in the back yard for the second day in a row. That gave Cheese a couple of opportunities to "greet" Vel again while both of them were completely in the buff. By that time both of them wanted nothing more than for Vel to get her spandex top off so they could thoroughly grind their naked tits against each other. They did so for many minutes, often continuing to work their chests into each other even while pausing between kisses.

Cheese used Shawn as a lever to get Vel to do more intimate things without really realizing it was lesbian activity. For instance, as they were about to start another kiss, Cheese said, "Kissing is even better if you stroke the ass. You know, like in slow dances. Imagine that my hand is Shawn's hand, and that I want to 'get your attention.'"

"Okay."

Cheese clenched Vel's butt and held on for several minutes as they kissed. A second hand soon joined on the other ass cheek As they came up for air, Cheese asked, "Is that how Shawn does it? We have to make this very authentic."

"No. He's more active. He roams his hands all over like he owns my ass. He puts his hand in my ass crack. And he even puts a finger right up my asshole!"

"You mean like this?" Cheese stuck a finger right up her anus, and Vel moaned quite loudly. Then she attacked Cheese's lips with renewed vigor.

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When Cheese finally left the house to run some errands a couple hours later, the two were kissing each other with very intimate familiarity, as if they really had been doing it for years. They didn't bother to put any clothes back on either, after the nude sunbathing. Though it went unstated, they wanted to be naked when kissing. Vel absolutely loved how her hard nipples pressed into Cheese's soft flesh, and Cheese's nipples did the same to hers. They reached a point where they openly played with their nipples, circling them around each other's in all kinds of ways.

Cheese was sorely tempted to stick her fingers into Vel's pussy and go all the way, and she was sure Vel's defenses would easily crumble. But she thought, I've been fantasizing about Vel's body for years, even though I was in denial most of that time, so I can wait a couple more days. We've made so much progress today; I shouldn't push my luck. Gotta keep the eye on the bigger prize. It's better if Vel buys this "friendly greeting" story until she's kissing everybody with abandon. Then I'll go for the kill. I have to make her a total sex slut not just with me, but with everyone here.

Cheese also wanted to rub their bushes together, but she thought that too would go too far for one day. But several times she opened up her legs and let Vel put her leg between her legs. That caused the outer part of Vel's thigh to rub up against Cheese's furry bush. Cheese slid her body up and down a bit, as if she was scratching an itch against Vel, but that's as far as it went.

Of course when Cheese finally made to leave they had to kiss yet again, even though they'd done it at least two dozen times already. Standing next to the underwear cabinet in the front entrance way, Cheese pushed her luck and kissed Vel for nearly five minutes. Breathing wasn't a problem: Cheese could breathe through her nose to keep going, and Vel was ably learning how.

As she'd been most of the day, Cheese was the aggressor. But Vel was a very happy and willing victim. Cheese ran her hand all over her friend's back and even her butt. Especially the butt. Vel's hand movements were unfortunately still more restrained, and her exploration of Cheese's butt more tentative. Similarly, Cheese led the way in grinding her pussy onto Vel's thigh. Even though both of them were dripping in juices, they pretended they weren't, and both pretended they never came, even though they did, often. This was because Cheese was playing along with Vel's self-deception that they were merely kissing and not engaging in near all out sex standing up.

When the kiss finally ended, Vel leaned against the wall, panting, with Cheese still pressing her tits hard into her. As she caught her breath, she said, "Now don't tell me women regularly kiss good-bye like that!" But she was deliriously happy, not accusing.


Cheese finally disengaged. While walking to the underwear cabinet she said, "No, but I figure you need all the practice you can get. Your husband is as bad a kisser as he is a lover, it seems. I can't help it if we're both good kissers." She put on her bra first and then a blouse. But then she stopped, still naked below that.

Vel slumped down the wall and sat on the floor, nearly too overwhelmed to move.

The two of them just looked at each other happily from across the small entrance way for a moment or two. There was a deep love in the way they gazed at each other.

Finally Cheese stood up. "I'll see you later. I can't wait to see Shawn's face - and his penis - when he sees us kiss!"

"I can't either!" Vel said happily, still sitting naked on the floor.

"And just think when you can practice your new kissing skills on him."

"Yeah…" Vel said, staring out into space, imagining the scene. The electricity of their first kiss had hardly faded at all with later kisses. Vel was delighted to bring that kind of firepower onto Shawn, thanks to all she'd learned. But then the thought came, "Hey, wait. That’s against the rules."

"Oh, right." Cheese figured she’d pushed Vel far enough in one day, so didn't press the issue much. But she said, "No kissing. Except of course your goodnight kiss. You can show what you learned then."

"Oh yeah. You're right." Vel was delighted.

"And remember that the rules are up to you. The more you do with him, the less you'll need to have intercourse. Bend over but don't break, as you so colorfully put it." Cheese smiled as she recalled Vel saying that, and that made her also recall Vel stuffing her mouth with her fingers.

Cheese finally put on her panties (making sure to give Vel a nice show of her pussy as she slowly lifted her legs), then a pair of pants. She opened the front door, and walked out of the house.

Cheese was content to pretend for the moment that they were merely practicing kissing, but it was obvious to anyone who could see (except for Vel in her self-denial) that the two of them had begun a torrid lesbian relationship. That made Cheese very happy. Her friendship with Vel had always been partially based on a physical attraction, and she could hardly believe this was happening after being friends for over 15 years. As she walked home she thought, If I only would have known, I would have started this kissing weeks ago. It's perfect because kissing seems so innocent, but in fact it's so passionate. This is going to destroy the last of Vel's defenses for sure. Then we'll all be one happy orgy family.

Vel still sat in her front hallway, naked. Her earlier worry that she was going too far sexually was long gone. Several hours of erotic talk about Shawn certainly helped drive her worries away, but the kisses erased her doubts even more so. Her fears about going to far with Shawn or her daughter were replaced with a newfound conviction that it was her utmost responsibility to go farther with both, if Shawn desired it for his "medical treatment."

Cheese's kisses were so distracting for Vel that for once the idea of sucking or fucking Shawn wasn't constantly in the forefront of her mind. Instead, she pondered women and what it would be like to "do it" with a woman.

But eventually she came back around to the more immediate idea of Shawn and what might happen when he got back from school, since it was a Tuesday. She knew he would be home soon. She went to her room to masturbate to pass the time until he arrived. But this time, instead of just dreaming of Shawn, she fantasized a threesome with herself, Shawn, and Cheese, all pleasuring each other. She was in heaven.

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CHAPTER 7

Back at school, lunchtime finally arrived for Shawn. That meant two unusual appointments for any student: an orgasm administered by his teacher Peggy, and the task of painting the pussy lips of the cheerleader Esther. If my friends only knew... he thought, for what seemed to be the millionth time in recent weeks.

When the fourth period students had all filed out, Shawn said to his teacher, sitting on the edge of her desk, "Sorry Peggy, but I'm sure I can't get it up today. My penis is reaaaally hurting. There's just no way."

"I like a good challenge," she responded. "Let me see what I can do with it." She grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him close until his legs interlocked with hers.

"No, please, really. It's not that I can't get it up, it just hurts too much." Actually he probably could get it up, and it didn't hurt terribly badly, but he figured he needed to save himself for after school. His mother at breakfast had sounded extremely keen about helping him later, and he didn't want to let her down on a Tuesday.

"Oh. Bummer." Peggy was very let down. "We've been doing some fun role plays lately. I was hoping we could do something like that today. And to be completely honest, I've been hoping and longing that I could be with you more than just during these lunches. You say you can't see me after school this week, and you're penis is all worn out, probably from overwork. Tell me, young man, am I competing against a whole battalion of women or something?"

"No. It's not like that at all. For one thing, you know I've been grounded. And, okay, obviously you're not the only one. You know that. But I want to spend more time with you, too. But it's taboo for you and I to meet outside of school even when I'm not grounded, so our options are so limited."

"Now, just a minute. Who says we can't meet outside of school? That's a social rule, but rules are meant to be broken." She rubbed her hands against his chest as she talked.

"But if you and I were caught in an intimate position couldn't you lose your job? And what about your boyfriend?"

"Well, there is that. Damn. Don't remind me. I honestly don't care much about the boyfriend any more. The thrill is gone. My thrill, now, frankly, is with you. He and I are going through the slow process of breaking up. It's a bit messy and slow because we share some big possessions. But I don't want to lose my job. Realistically though, we're in more danger of getting caught here at school than somewhere else. Somewhere else, first off someone would have to recognize both of us, and I look pretty different when I'm not all dressed up in my school teacher garb. Then they still would have to prove it to some school official, which they may not want to do or be able to do. Whereas any school official could walk in here any minute. You know there are master keys that work every door."

"There are? Oh shit! And that doesn't bother you?"

"It does. But the odds of someone like that coming in here during lunch are astronomically small. Unless rumors start spreading, that is, and I keep my ears to the ground and know those better than anyone. But maybe it would actually be safer to meet sometimes outside of school. What do you think? You could go to the beach, and I could just happen to wind up at the same beach. Wouldn't you like to meet the real 'Surfer Girl' in the flesh?"

"Would I ever! What a great idea. But beaches are so crowded, and full of people my age."

"Not all beaches are crowded. And everyone at this school just goes to the couple of closest beaches. Travel a few miles north or south and you never see anyone you know. Believe me, I do that all the time, and I know. I could chart it on a graph, the odds of running into someone. I'm thinking in particular there's a nice nude beach a ways from here. I surf there a lot and have never seen a single soul from this school there. There are big cliff walls making it really hard to reach, but it's really beautiful."

"Sounds great," Shawn said, delighted. "I think I might just 'happen' to go there real soon. I can borrow the car most any time."

Peggy couldn't resist pointing out, "You must be the only kid in a family as wealthy as yours to not have your own car. But in any case, when can we do it? How about this weekend, or even sooner?"

"Shucks. Can't. I've got a Boy Scouts hiking trip all weekend long. And I’m grounded by my mom all this week, like I told you already."

"Young man, you really are avoiding me, I'm starting to think. And don’t think I’m not mad at you just because what you’re doing to my boobs." As a kind of consolation prize to make up for the fact he couldn't get horny at the moment, Shawn had started fondling Peggy’s tits under her blouse.

"No, really. You know how into the scouts I am. Or at least have been. I'm kind of losing interest now that I've discovered women. But what about next weekend?"

"That's so far from now!" Peggy whined.

"But this weekend I have the scouting thing, and we can't really do it on a school day, or it'll be really rushed. We could do it next Saturday and spend the whole day together on the beach."

"I'd like that," Peggy said, thinking. "Okay. What a busy man you are. Nearly two weeks from now. I can hold out that long. I'll have a special surprise for you, so don't come all pooped out like you are today."

"Cool. But just ‘cos I'm pooped out doesn't mean we can't do anything today. We can still kiss and stuff. And I'd like to make you happy."

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"Young man, you're such a thoughtful lover! I can't believe you're only a high school senior. But don't just kiss and play with my tits. Not that I want you to stop, mind you, but there's so much more. You've got a lot more erogenous zones than just the penis. Let me show you a few things."

"I know some of that already. I've learned a woman has seventeen erogenous zones, and I try to work on them. When I first started getting blown and stroked, I would just lean back and enjoy. But now I try to give as good as I get and roam my hands and mouth all over those zones."

"You do. That's one reason why I love to suck your penis so much. And I'm sure that helps explain your sudden superstar popularity with the women. But you're missing out of some of the very best zones! Most importantly, you have yet to lick me down there. Since your penis isn't up for much, I think today is a great day for you to work on that."

"But Peggy. I'm kind of, I dunno, kind of grossed out. I did it once before a couple of days ago, on Friday in fact, with an Asian woman. She had very sparse hair down there, but ugh! Even still. Pubic hair. Gross."

"Hey. How many times do you think I've gotten your pubes in my nose in the last week alone? You get used to it, and then you learn to love it. As your teacher, it is my obligation to teach you what to do. The female population of this town will love me for it if I do," she said half jokingly. "And if you refuse, then I'm just going to have to spank you instead." She said this completely seriously. She enjoyed giving and receiving spankings, but especially giving them.

"Okay. But let's take this slowly, alright? Tell me what to do."

So Peggy instructed Shawn on how to please a woman with his tongue. She was an excellent teacher, and made learning fun. Shawn wasn't too comfortable with his face down there in the juices and hair, but she cracked a lot of jokes and put him at ease. He kept telling himself that with all the countless blow jobs and hand jobs he'd benefited from, it was the least he could do to prefect this new skill. He said to himself, Come on, man, if there's anyone with a moral obligation to learn how to do this, it's you. Payback time for all the pleasure you've been given. Come on! So he kept at it.

He wasn't good at it at all, and didn't take to it like a natural pro as he did with some other sexual things. He enjoyed stimulating clits, but he considered them to be in a dangerously hairy zone, so he didn't do that as much as he otherwise would have.

It took about five minutes, but he finally did get Peggy off. He was greatly helped by the fact that she was already quite aroused before he started. She came mightily, and her pussy juice dripped down his chin as a result. He didn't particularly like all the fluid on himself, but he didn't complain. He did like the smell of Peggy's pussy though. He looked forward to closely inhaling its fragrance more in the near future.

Having recovered from that, Peggy said, "Now it's time for your reward for a lesson learned and job well done. Normally I would have loved to suck you or even deep throat you, but you say you're not up for that. So I'm going to show you just how much pleasure I can give you without touching your oversexed penis. Take your shorts off, because I consider your balls and ass fair play. If there are seventeen erogenous zones on a woman, then there must be an equal number on a man and I'm going to find them all right now."

Peggy just about did find all his sensitive spots. She focused on his nipples, armpits, ears, toes, balls, and more, devouring all of him with her mouth like a hungry beast. Her hands were very active too. Shawn felt like she was a giant spider on top of him, because it was more like she had six arms instead of two.

His penis grew very erect, but she maintained her promise not to touch it. At least she didn't touch it with her hands or mouth, but it did rub all over her body as she constantly repositioned herself over him and around him. She seemed to delight in running the hairs of her pussy over his penis as she slid up and down him. She had a furry bush, not at all bristly. He decided that, licking or not, he wanted to spend a lot more time in and around her crotch. Petting her fur alone felt great.

When she was done, Shawn quipped, "Peggy, that was glorious." Shawn was on a kick about the name Peggy lately. When he was around her he like to say things like glorified, gloriously, glorification, blaze of glory, crowning glory, and so on at every opportunity. He was even using these words and phrases during her class. Whenever he did, it was a shocking jolt that reminded Peggy about what they did during their lunches.

As he left her classroom, he thought to himself, Dang, I wish I wasn't grounded so I could be with Peggy after school too. Not only have I had a crush on her forever, but if I only knew all the things she can do to a body! Hot damn! I would have failed out of school just fantasizing all day. And now it's a dream come true, but too risky. We can't get together as long as we did today every lunch or even any lunch. It's too dangerous. But it's so addictive.

Although they'd done a lot of things, they didn't spend much time on them. There still was about twenty minutes left in the lunch period. He still had his appointment to paint Esther. He hurried out, calculating that it would be better showing up late than never.

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CHAPTER 8

While Shawn was busy with his teacher, Kim, Sera, and Esther had already arrived at the unused theater room a few minutes after the start of lunch. Joanna would have liked to have been there, but she decided that more people might just make Esther more nervous, and furthermore, she should steer clear of any potentially sexual situation involving both Shawn and those not in on their secret. Esther's private parts were mostly painted black already; only her pussy lips still needed painting. The plan was that Kim and Sera would use the first ten minutes to get Esther aroused so her pussy lips would engorge and spread wide so Shawn would find them easier to paint. Joanna figured things might get a bit dodgy if she was there.

When Kim entered (using a secret knock and password), Sera already had Esther naked from the waist down. Esther's cheerleader skirt was up around her waist, tied by a string. "You're just the person I'm looking for," Sera said to Kim, as the two of them undressed. "Esther doesn't find this situation at all arousing, so she's going to need some help. As our resident dyke, do you mind letting your fingers do the walking?"

"Not at all," Kim said, delighted. She put her lunch bag down and got on her knees before Esther, who was sitting on the edge of the stage. "Esther, may I?"

"I know we agreed it might come to this, but..." Esther said reluctantly.

"But what?" Sera replied testily. "How else are you going to get aroused, if you're unwilling to put your own fingers in there?"

"It's just I've never had a woman touch me there before," said Esther, red faced and embarrassed. She was truly frightened.

"I think you'll find it's as good or better than the touch of a man," Kim volunteered. "And much better than your own fingers, because you never know what they'll do next. Here, let me show you."

Kim began working her fingers in and out of Esther's pussy. But more than five minutes went by and nothing happened. Kim was having a really tough time getting Esther turned on. It didn't help that Sera just stood there, arms folded like a disapproving teacher. Sera was annoyed and made unhelpful suggestions. Finally, they heard the sound of Shawn's knock on the door. He was quite late, but they still had about twenty minutes.

Sera let him in after hearing the special knock and secret password ("Picasso"). Shawn was somewhat impressed with her daring - she opened the door wide for him while standing in the buff. True, it opened into a little-used hallway, but there was always the chance someone else could come by.

Shawn was panting because he'd run from Peggy's classroom to the theater room. He had a bit less than twenty minutes left in the lunch period, and he was determined to make good use of every second. "You're looking fine," he commented. "Don't you worry about getting caught?" He walked in and she closed the door without even hurrying to do so.

"A, don't I always look fine? And B, no. I never get caught. Plus, I know you're not a fool and you're not gonna have me open the door with someone else close by. Duh."

Shawn thought, Dang. She DOES always look fine. Especially today, for some reason. She's practically at the Vel-Cheese level. And what a tan! I didn't realize a good, all over tan and such flawless skin could be such a turn on. But I don't want to feed her swollen ego even further. While Shawn was thinking of a reply to her remarks, his attention was diverted by a sight beyond Sera. Kim was still going at Esther's pussy on the other side of the room.

Esther looked up in horror at the sight of Shawn. She tried to cover up her naked pussy, but could hardly do a good job of it with Kim probing its depths. She thought, Oh dear God! I can't let Shawn see me like this! But there was nothing she could do. She cried out, "Please! Don't look at me!"

"What's going on here?" Shawn asked. He averted his eyes from Esther, but knew that couldn't last for long if he was to paint her privates.

Sera explained, "Kim is trying to get Esther's pussy lips to get engorged, but she's not having much luck. She's been at it for at least five minutes."

"Oh," said Shawn, drawing nearer. He stole a glance at Esther and was momentarily struck by how odd she looked, wearing a cheerleader top but only painted on underwear below. "Esther, what seems to be the problem? I would think anyone's body would react naturally to that touch after a while."

"It's just that I'm so nervous and scared," Esther said shyly. "And, to be honest, it takes something romantic to get me excited. Not just brute force."

"Hey, I resent that," Kim complained.

Shawn answered, "Well, it may have come out wrong, but she has a point, Kim. It would be different I'm sure if you were kissing her and caressing her, but since it's lacking that, it seems so impersonal. ... Esther, do you think it would help if Kim kissed you, too?"

"Maybe, but I really don't want to be kissed by a girl. I think that would just freak me out even more." Her body actually trembled in fear and embarrassment.

"Hmm." Shawn thought out loud, looking at her now. "I know: what if I kissed you?"

Esther practically leapt at the idea. "Yeah! That would be much better. I'm so much more aroused by a man. This lesbian stuff, I just don't go for that. Would you be willing to help me?"

"Any sacrifice for art," Shawn joked. "Sorry Kim," he said, taking her place.

Shawn got down on his knees, since Esther was in a semi-sitting position at the edge of the stage. He began kissing her tenderly on the face. He spoke between kisses to get her in a romantic mood. "Esther, you're so beautiful. Any man would be so lucky to have you as a girlfriend. I've already admired you from afar, even though I didn't know your name."

"Really?" she said, surprised and pleased. Her nervousness was rapidly fading away, although the fact that Kim and Sera were watching her every move still rankled her.

"Really." He had scoped out and lusted after all the cheerleaders. He kissed her on the mouth once, and again. Soon they were necking passionately.

Esther thought, Now THIS is a guy who knows how to kiss! I thought my boyfriend was good, but Shawn... Oh my God! So good! ... Oh, but I'm naked from the waist down! And Kim and Sera - I wish they'd stop staring like that!

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After a couple of minutes Shawn took advantage of Esther's partial nudity and began caressing her pussy and her butt. Realizing time was wasting, he didn't hesitate to put his fingers into her love tunnel. The pussy lips were definitely aroused, and getting more so all the time.

"Girls, I think we're getting somewhere," he said, pausing after more kisses. "Sera? Kim? I'm ready to paint." He finally turned his head around to see why the other two weren't responding. Sera was lying on the ground, and Kim was between her knees with her mouth in Sera's bush.

Esther looked over at them finally and exclaimed, "Oh ... my ... God!"

"You didn't expect us to just sit around and twiddle our thumbs, did you?" said Sera, as she had the only unoccupied mouth. "There are much better things to twiddle, you know. Anyway, it's your fault. You got me all aroused."

"Don't mind them," Shawn said to Esther, still kissing her every instant he didn't have to speak. "We can get down to painting now."

"Screw painting!" said Esther. "We have time to do that later." She gazed at Shawn's crotch longingly and ostentatiously licked her lips. I don't care about my boyfriend! Kim's gossip is so dead on! Shawn is some kind of fucking Don Juan! Fuck! I need to get fucked right now. That's all there is to it.

She took off her top and bra as quickly as she could. "Why don't you finish what you started, and go all the way? Do you have a problem with fucking me?"

"Um, no. But I thought, I thought you were so shy and nervous..." he said, genuinely confused.

"That was then, and with women. Take your clothes off, already! Please! Don't leave me like this, I beg you!" She leaned back onto the cold floor of the stage and spread her legs. Her knees went wide to each side, and her lower legs dangled off the edge of the stage.

Shawn didn't need to be asked twice. He whipped his clothes off in record time. She grabbed his penis once it was exposed, and immediately pulled it towards her pussy. Shawn barely had time to slip on a condom while she tugged at his penis in anticipation. It seemed she didn't care about protection - she just wanted to be fucked. She moaned like a cat in heat until he finished with the condom.

Without any further ado, she guided his penis straight into her hole. He pumped into her, even as the whole situation still slowly dawned upon him. I'm actually fucking somebody for once. Not enough of this. I get so much God damned cock teasing. I mean, even after weeks of blow jobs, I still can barely fuck anybody. But Jesus - I've known Esther on speaking terms for all of a few minutes, and I'm fucking her already! No way! But I am not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. That's for sure. This is a VERY pleasant pussy. So warm and inviting. She's so eager!

Aware of the time, he pumped quickly, and tried to climax as soon as he could. Esther moaned loudly, seemingly not caring in the slightest what Kim or Sera thought, or if anyone else could hear. "Fuck me! Fuck! Fill me up!" She unleashed a non-stop torrent of sexual encouragement. Esther was also a very loud panter and grunter. She made a lot of noise with every thrust.

Not that Shawn needed all the encouragement - he was ready for any chance to fuck after weeks of sexual torture. He didn't particularly feel anything deep for Esther, as she meant little more to him than a fine piece of ass he'd scope out walking in the school hallways from time to time. So to take things to a new level, he thought, Since she's a cheerleader, why don't I imagine she's Joanna?

As soon as he thought that, his excitement level doubled. After some more thrusts, he thought, Oh, fucking you Sis, so good. So good! We don't do this nearly often enough. Here's your Big ICBM Brother, heh! ... After another minute or two, he thought, But as good as this is, God, what if you were Cheese? Now there's a woman who needs fucking! Yeah! Take that, Cheese! You've been fucking driving me crazy and now you're gonna get what's coming to you! Fucking devil in disguise! Take this! ... And this! ... And this! He let out all his frustrations with each thrust.

Esther could hardly believe the assault driving into her and overwhelming her. There was no point to cry out to be fucked harder or deeper, because it seemed like Shawn was truly a human jackhammer. She panted louder and louder, wordlessly until she cried out, "Oh my God, I'm melting! Melting! My brain! My brain is melting! Too much! Too good! Slow down!"

Shawn could have kept going like that for much longer, but Esther seemed genuinely overwhelmed. It appeared as if she was going to hyperventilate at any moment. Further, he remembered the lack of time. So he let his control go and filled up the condom with semen. He fell backwards and left her lying as if dead.

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CHAPTER 9

"Holy cow," Kim said to Sera. The two other cheerleaders lay in a sixty-nine position, but they'd stopped playing with each other to watch Shawn screw Esther. "Has Shawn ever fucked you like that?"

"No," Sera admitted. "I mean, it was good with him. Great, even. But I want me some of THAT!"

Shawn and Esther rested with their eyes closed, both catching their breath. Once Shawn opened his eyes and looked around, Kim wryly noted, "Sounds like your painting job has some nice fringe benefits."

"Umm, yeah. I must say though I wasn't expecting that, at all," Shawn answered a bit sheepishly. He thought to himself, Wow, just thinking of fucking Sis or Aunt Cheese is such a turn on. Imagine if I'd thought of fucking Mom? That's, like, beyond the pale. I probably would have literally killed Esther with my enthusiasm!

Getting back to business, he said to Esther, "Can you rouse yourself? We have to hurry."

She slowly opened her eyes. She had an extremely well-fucked expression that made Kim and Sera very jealous. She looked at Shawn serenely and contentedly. "Oh, Shawn..." She breathed the words lovingly, as if they'd been married for years.

"Quick, let's get you painted while you're still aroused," he insisted, trying to avoid her intimacy.

She didn't feel like moving for anything. But then she realized that if the painting started, Shawn's hands would be all over her pussy. That inspired her to action. "I don't think that'll be a problem, now that you're here," she said huskily. He leaned over her impatiently. She sat up and began running her hands through his tousled dark brown hair.

"Esther, we really should paint you quickly, so you can dry before your fifth period class. In fact, we've got the opposite problem of what we just had. We need you to stop leaking your juices quite so much, so I can paint."

Esther hardly seemed concerned about the problem at hand. "Screw fifth period," she said. "You did that so much better than my boyfriend. So fucking much better! Good God! I didn't know it could be so good. Kim was right. You're such a fucker! I thought my boyfriend was pretty studly, but he can't make me cum like that in five minutes flat."

Shawn said sarcastically, "I'm sure he would very much appreciate what I did." He rued, "I imagine he's going to find out and beat me up." Shawn pushed Esther's excited hands away and got his paintbrush and paint.

"No, he's not like that. He's very understanding and cool. We've both played around with other partners. Plus, he wouldn't hurt a fly."

Sera disengaged from her muff diving to speak up. "Esther, I thought you were all prudish! And you were so disapproving of the punishment idea."

"I admit, I'm slow to get started, but once I get going, I really get going."

"I noticed," said Shawn. "I'm starting to paint you, so please slow down that engine just a bit."

"Okay," said Esther, "but only if we have some more fun after you're done. Promise me you'll fuck me again. And again and again and again! Any time you want. Please! Fuck me! "

Shawn contemplated having a second fuck with her. So much for saving myself until after school, he thought. But one fuck right now is all I should do, or I'll be all wiped out again. Now that he had more time, he also contemplated, I'm really going through the cheerleading squad. Joanna, Kim, Sera, Esther. Hui Shan's in the bag. All that's left is Candice. I like her. Sexy face. Nice body. She'd be a good fuck.

"Sorry Esther, I can't make any promises 'cos of the lack of time." Shawn quickly painted Esther's pussy lips. There wasn't much painting to do, now that the lips were fully visible. "Okay, that's it," he said after only a minute or two. "But you'll have to keep them dry."

"I guess that means more fucking is out, at least for the moment," Esther realized. "But would you like to stick your thing in my mouth?" She made a big inviting "O" with her lips.

"No, we can't do anything more right now, or you'll get too excited and ruin the paint job."

"Don't say that! I want more! Oh come on, just a little bit. I just want to taste it."

Sera was busy with Kim's body again, but she was overhearing, and commented, "Shawn, I hope you're not planning on leaving here without giving me what you just gave Esther."

Kim piped up, "Me too! You haven't been fucking me nearly enough lately."

But Esther had the advantage of location. She grabbed at his penis with both hands. It was flaccid for the moment, but she intended to quickly change that. "Please? Fuck me? Please?"

He looked Esther in the eye and answered, "Sorry, maybe some other time." Are all women on Earth such nymphos? Or are cheerleaders a special breed?

Esther got upset, and nearly angry. "Some other time? Some other time?!? No guy ever tells me 'some other time'!" She decided begging might be a more successful strategy. "Please, please, please?"

Shawn wavered. "Well, it is quick drying paint. ... If the paint gets dry enough and I'm still here, and there's still time..."

The paint did dry somewhat, and Shawn had a little bit of time. Kim and Sera were thoroughly involved with each other. So Shawn said, "I suppose the paint is dry enough to stand a little wetness down there. But if I put my penis back in, it'll ruin the paint job for sure. And there's not enough time. But if you want to suck on it for a couple of minutes, I guess that would be okay."

Esther didn't bother with words. She replied by swallowing his penis as far as it could go. She'd gotten to be a pretty good cocksucker by practicing on her boyfriend, and she was determined to give Shawn the best blow job she possibly could, so she'd rise in his books and he'd want to fuck her all the time.

He could have started the blow job earlier, but he didn't want to give her enough time for him to cum again. He figured he had to save himself for more action later in the day. He repeatedly had to urge her to slow down and take it easy.

Sera had set an alarm at the start of lunch, and it went off. Shawn pulled his thick stick out of Esther's mouth, to her utter dismay. But she accepted the intrusion of reality, and quickly moved to put her clothes back on.

As she dressed, she was so happy that she gratefully said, "Thank you so much for letting me do that. It was such a pleasure. Your pre-cum tastes so good. Kim wasn't joking about the taste. I can't wait to get the whole thing."

Shawn was puzzled why she would be thanking him, when she was the one making him feel good. I do not understand what's going on. Period. You fuck a girl once, and it's like she wants to be surgically attached to you for the rest of your life. Geez. What the hell did I do that was so special? Doesn't her boyfriend satisfy her?

Shawn had no idea how badly most of the guys in school fucked. Esther had fucked more than a few of them. He'd truly given Esther an amazing fuck, but it seemed even better than it already was by comparison with all the clumsy and inexperienced lovers she could compare him to.

He put his clothes on faster than any of the women. As he readied to leave, Esther asked, "How about tomorrow at lunch we do this again? I need another touch up job, and I wouldn't exactly mind another fucking!" She winked.

He didn't really know what tomorrow would bring, so he just said, "We'll see." Both Kim and Sera eyed him so hungrily that he thought, If I'm not careful, I'm going to end up getting raped by this bunch. Seriously.

After the blow job was over and Esther had left, Shawn thought to himself ruefully, That fuck was great, but I really shouldn't have agreed to the blow job. Now I'm all excited, and I can't get it down while I'm thinking about these three cheerleaders all acting so hot for me. Now I'm gonna have to suffer in class. I'm beginning to sound like my mom, with her "Okay, just this one time," non-logic. That's 'cos I'm thinking with my penis too much lately, and I'm getting to be a slave to my desires. Just like her, I'm unthinking during the act, and then only afterwards wonder why I did it. That was really dumb. Right on the edge of orgasm with no relief in sight.

Letting out my sexual frustration was great, but I'm not going to be truly satisfied until I can fuck Cheese and Mom on a regular basis. I still can't get over how close we were this morning with that dry hump. Christ. I probably could fuck Mom for real today if I really wanted to, but it wouldn't be right. I shouldn't take advantage of my mom's "just this one time" thinking. At the time it'll feel great, but later she'll hate me for it. Maybe not hate, but she'll feel guilty and disappointed in me, and conflicted, and all around bad. I don't want my mom to be regretful or feel tricked or pushed into the things she does with me. I want her to do it of her own free will. She needs to be okay with it and fully into it. But it's so hard to say no to her luscious body. I guess I'll have to just tide myself over with girls like Esther, until Mom is mentally ready.

Shawn also pondered Esther's personality change. Was this whole thing a set up? Was she acting all coy just so she could fuck me? Maybe. Hard to tell. I'm glad she has a boyfriend already, ‘cos I wouldn't want some kind of Fatal Attraction thing with her chasing me down, attractive as she is. She's really aggressive. Geez!

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CHAPTER 10

The last school period of the day brought cheerleader practice. Before the practice started, Joanna took Kim aside when they were in the lockers changing, and moved her to a more private spot. She whispered quietly into Kim's ear, "Guess what happened to me this morning? Vel kissed me right on the lips! Twice. She's totally becoming bi."

Kim asked, "Vel? You mean your..."

"That's the one," Joanna interrupted. She didn't want anyone to say the word "mother" in case someone was somehow listening. "You should see what she's doing to Shawn. She was pumping his cock with one of her hands at the same time she kissed me! I just had to tell somebody, and you're the only one I can tell."

Kim was already worked up from lunch, but this worked her up even more. "You can trust me to keep a secret. Damn, that's just so hot. Can you get me a picture of some more of that?"

"No. Even I can see that would be a security nightmare that Shawn would have my hide for. But who knows. If she keeps going like this, maybe one day we'll just have to invite you over."

Kim bit her lip in excitement at that thought. "Can you just get me a regular picture of her? Maybe in a bathing suit? That'll help me when I masturbate."

Joanna nodded and smiled.

Once cheerleader practice began, Sera took advantage of Esther's change of mood. Although Esther was acting all shy and embarrassed again, Sera now knew of the sexual dynamo lurking underneath and waiting to come out.

Sera and Esther stood on the stage above all the others. Sera clapped her hands to get attention. "Esther has now been properly painted, thanks to Shawn. Esther, why don't you show everyone your newly completed paint job?"

"Do I have to?" whined Esther. She looked like she would die of embarrassment, but she was still riding a post-fuck buzz from lunch, and was very malleable.

"Yes you do," Sera said firmly. Esther slowly, tentatively raised up her skirt, exposing her shaved pussy to the four other cheerleaders standing below them. Actually, they could already see her pussy even before the skirt was lifted, when Esther was just standing there, because they were so much lower, down below the stage. Kim whistled in appreciation and the others grinned.

"Show them what a nice job Shawn did on your pussy lips."

Reluctantly, Esther used a hand to pull her pussy lips open. The contrast between her black painted skin and the pinkish interior of her pussy was startling.

"This is Esther's week to be punished," Sera said, "so I recommend that everyone punish her as much as possible." Turning to Esther, she said, "Hey, did I tell you could put your hands away? Keep your nether lips open." Esther reluctantly obeyed. Then Sera turned back to the crowd. "For instance, if you have an opportunity to stick your finger up her cunt, please do so." Sera led by example, stuffing her fingers into Esther even as Esther continued to hold up her skirt and spread her pussy lips wide in reluctant invitation. Esther's face turned beet red, but she did nothing to stop Sera.

"That's outrageous!" the cheerleader Candice said, angry at the treatment of her best friend. Sera's use of the word "cunt" just made her madder. "How can you do that? It's too humiliating!"

"Candice, if you've got a problem with it, you can come up here and get the same treatment. After all, remember what she did. She almost made fools of us all by tattling. But there is a point to all of this treatment. We need to get her so that she's enjoying herself shaved and naked by the game on Friday, so she can be the best cheerleader she can be. So try to arouse her at every turn. Candice, are you going to cooperate, or not?"

"I, uh, I guess I will. But only because you’re forcing me." She glared back at Sera angrily. She cursed to herself, Fucking bitch. One day she's gonna get what's coming to her. I'm not gonna let her lord over me like this. I'm not a Goddamned wall flower.

Sera smiled to see Candice squirm with hate. She went on, pleasantly, "At least you know who’s boss. But since we’re seeing such reluctance, I want to make sure everyone will obey this order. Joanna, can you come up here?" Joanna walked up to the stage. "And Esther, I want you to bend over the back of that couch, so we can see your ass." Esther did so, though she was dying of shame.

"All right, Jo" – Joanna hated being called "Jo" but the insensitive Sera sometimes forgot, or did it intentionally – "stick your finger in there. That’s an order." Joanna lifted up Esther’s skirt and put a finger in Esther’s pussy. She pretended to be reluctant to preserve her goody-goody reputation, but actually quite enjoyed it. Sera had to finally tell her to stop.

Then Sera made Kim, Hui Shan, and Candice all do the same. Kim and Hui Shan were very amenable to the idea, but Candice was another matter.

Candice was the last one to go. She was still seething at Sera, but obeyed. She said to her best friend, "Please forgive me, Esther. I’m so sorry! I promise I’ll make it up to you, but I don’t want to be kicked off the squad."

"Oh, how touching," Sera said sarcastically. "But Candice you fail to understand she’s being punished. You will not make it up to her or apologize. In fact, since you’re being so stubborn, I’m going to make you put your finger up her ass as well."

"What? That’s so gross! There’s no way."

"There is a way. I swear, if you cross me, I’ll make you regret the day you were born. Being kicked off the squad would be just the start of your troubles. Do it. NOW."

Candice sheepishly and reluctantly stuck her finger up Esther’s anus. "I’m so sorry, Esther," she whispered.

"You still don’t get it, do you?" said Sera testily. "No apologies. I want you to call Esther names. Nasty names. Call her a slut."

Candice closed her eyes, and whispered, "Slut."

"Let’s have some more enthusiasm. Speak louder. And use it in a sentence. And let's see some pumping action with that finger."

"Esther, you’re a slut," Candice said, louder but without conviction. She reluctantly pushed her finger deeper into Esther's butt, and slowly pulled it back.

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"Wow. Really creative use of the word there," Sera said sarcastically. "You can do better than that. Tell Esther how much she loves what you’re doing to her."

Candice tried to drum up more enthusiasm for the task. "Esther, you really like this, don’t you? You like how I’m sawing my finger in your butt?" There was silence as Sera waited until Candice sawed with her finger a couple more times. Though she was burning with shame and anger, Candice looked at Sera tentatively to see if she was on the right track.

Sera nodded approvingly, very smug and happy with the situation.

Candice thought to herself, I swear to God, I will get you for this, Sera. You are going to pay for your cruelty. I'm going to play some kind of trick on you, and you won't even know who hit you or how. But she went on, "You’re just a slut who likes to take things up your ass, aren't you? In fact, a finger up the ass just isn't enough for you. You need big things in your asshole. Big, nasty things. You need both your holes filled, don’t you? How does this feel?" Candice rammed a finger from her other hand into Esther’s pussy even as she kept pistoning a finger in and out of her anus, going faster now.

"Oh, Candice, no!" moaned Esther. She thought, Ohmygod, what's happening to Candice? She's my best friend! What's come over her?

"Shut up, bitch!" Candice answered surprisingly fiercely. Unconsciously she was channeling her anger at Sera into Esther. "You like it. Admit that you like it, and that you even love it!" Candice rammed her fingers in and out of Esther, harder and harder. Candice had gotten quite aroused watching all the other cheerleaders frig Esther, but she'd kept it bottled up inside. Now that was feeding her behavior too, and everything was coming out of her all at once.

"No, Candice, no! Don’t!" Esther cried.

"You love it! Admit it!" Candice yelled. She no longer needed Sera’s encouragement, but was seriously getting into frigging her best friend. In fact, she’d completely forgotten about Sera altogether, and kept pistoning and yelling at Esther for several minutes. Both fingers went at Esther's holes with complete abandon.

"Look how you thrust your hips back. SLUT! Fucking tramp! You want more, don’t you? You’re begging for it! You love it!"

Candice was right: Esther in fact was thrusting her hips as if she needed to be penetrated deeper and harder. A part of her was enjoying it, even as her conscious mind was screaming not to. She was so confused that she could hardly think, and just let waves of mixed feelings wash over her.

"You fucking whore!" Candice yelled. "Making me do this because you can't keep a secret! You just did it because you want us to all fuck you! Fucking cunt!"

Esther's knees buckled as she was hit by a massive orgasm. She fell to the ground, but Candice fell down as well, and kept her fingers going, ramming the pussy and butt holes nearly violently. Esther's face was bursting with excitement and lust even as she moaned and shrieked as if she were in her death throes.

Candice cried, "Slut! Bitch! You love it! Admit it, you lesbo! Lesbo slut! Cum dumpster! You belong on your knees!"

Sera had been watching intently, amazed at what Candice was saying and doing. But now she interrupted, "Okay, that’s enough. Very good, Candice." The situation was slipping out of her control. Within minutes she'd gone from prodding Candice to having to stop her.

Candice pulled her fingers out, and stood there, dazed. She looked around at the other cheerleaders, who were staring at her in shock. Seeing the others snapped her out of her erotic possession. She cringed and blushed. She muttered, "Um, yeah. Uh, I’m sorry Esther. Sera made me do it. I’m really sorry." To herself she thought, What just happened to me there? I'm never gonna live this down! Esther especially is going to hate me. Did I just destroy our friendship? May God curse that fucking bitch Sera. This is all her fault. She is soooo dead. I am going to get her for this if it's the last thing I do!

Sera commented, "Candice, you still don’t understand about apologizing, but I’ll let it slide this time since you executed the rest of my orders so well, not to mention I wouldn't want to have you do that again. Now Esther, get down off of the stage, and let’s begin our practice."

To herself, Sera thought, I didn't see that coming with Candice. Is everyone on this team secretly a sexual dynamo or what? How odd! I guess I picked a good team. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I picked them mostly not on skill but by how much they turned me on.

Esther hopped off the edge of the short stage. She kept her head down and refused to make eye contact with anyone, especially Candice. Now that the experience was over, she was already starting to wonder how she could have enjoyed any of the experience. But she didn't blame her friend. She walked up to Candice and whispered in her ear, "Don’t worry, I forgive you. None of us can cross Sera." Then she nervously moved away, for fear of more punishment from the head cheerleader.

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CHAPTER 12

Sera announced to the group, "Today, we're going to do some warm up exercises, and then some running outside. But first, Hui Shan, what are you doing wrong?"

Hui Shan was the cheerleader now standing closest to Esther. She shrugged cluelessly.

Sera chided, "You're forgetting something. Since you're next to Esther, please continue with her punishment."

Hui Shan casually reached under Esther's skirt and began frigging Esther as if it was no big deal. Esther didn't say a word, but she didn't seem happy, either. A few were amazed at what an experienced hand the supposedly innocent and naïve Hui Shan seemed to have at this, but others, such as Joanna, knew very well about Hui Shan's newfound experience with fingering pussies. Esther continued to acquiesce to the treatment, even as she squirmed and blushed.

Candice however, was only further shocked and appalled. Shocked at Esther's apparent enjoyment, and appalled that Sera was corrupting Hui Shan. There was an unwritten rule that Hui Shan was protected from all things sexual, and Sera was blowing right past it. No one seemed the slightest concerned, not even Joanna. Candice thought for sure she'd entered a Twilight Zone of insanity.

Every moment of the practice, as long as they were in the theater room and not jumping about doing a routine, Sera made sure one of the cheerleaders kept their fingers pumping up inside Esther's pussy. Even if they only stood around for a few seconds between routines, someone plunged a finger into Esther.

But halfway through class, during a longer break in their routines, Esther whispered to Candice, "Please make it stop."

Candice could hardly believe her ears - Esther's body certainly seemed to be reacting favorably. Esther was panting heavily, and her thighs were sticky with all the juices flowing out. "What?" Candice asked, uncomprehendingly. She'd had a finger in her friend's vagina at the time, but quickly took it out.

"Yes, I'm wet," Esther grudgingly conceded, "but that doesn't mean I'm enjoying this. I just don't swing this way. Not only that, but where's the love? I'm a romantic, and there's nothing romantic about this. Sex should be fun, but Sera isn't making it fun. I know that I am to blame. But I just want it to stop."

Candice was very upset to hear this. It occurred to her, This means... This means that I, she... Oh no! I've been a willing participant in all of this! Worse, I've been enjoying it. How horrible. I totally getting into this lesbian stuff, and I just assumed that Esther was. I thought that she and I... Oh no! Disaster! Is our friendship over? She doesn't seem that upset, but what if she realizes I wasn't just acting before? I must really have a dark side. ... I've got to DO something!

Candice stood up, straightened out her cheerleading uniform, and went over to the head cheerleader. "Sera, this has to stop. This has gone too far! Don't you see that Esther isn't enjoying herself?"

Sera laughed, snorting, "What, we're all here for her enjoyment? She sure seemed to enjoy fucking Shawn earlier, while I just had to sit by and watch. She committed a crime, and now she has to pay."

"I thought you'd say that," Candice replied unhappily. "Let me make you a deal, right here, right now, in front of everyone. Let me take over Esther's punishment. I'll do whatever you want her to do, and double. I do anything you want. Just leave Esther alone!"

Sera looked Candice over intently, as she considered the idea. "But Esther was the one who did the crime. She should be the one to pay," she pointed out.

"I'll take care of Esther in my own way, so she'll never do it again, I promise." Candice was very insistent and pleading.

Sera seemed to waver, and then finally conceded. "Okay. Let it not be said that I have no heart. Fine. Go ahead."

Candice jumped up and down and yelled "Woo hoo!" Esther leapt up from where she was sitting and the two of them hugged while Esther thanked Candice profusely.

"Hey, hey," Sera eventually butted in. "It's not all wine and roses, here. Don't get so excited."

The two paused and looked at Sera to see what she would say.

"First off, you two, what I say goes. And rule number one is that neither of you get to fuck Shawn. Period. The more you fuck him the less I do, and I don't like that."

"But wait..." Esther began, but Sera cut her off.

"No buts. This is the law. Second, Candice, you'll take over Esther's spot. Shave your pussy tonight, and tomorrow we'll bring Shawn back in here to paint you. But your punishment won't end on Friday, since you've missed some of the week already. I'll think of more to do with you later. Esther, you'll keep your paint job and go to the game like that, but nobody's going to touch you from now on if you don't want to be touched, okay? But you're not going to complain or say a word to anyone else when the rest of us are enjoying themselves. And we're going to be doing that a lot from now on."

"Okay," Esther agreed. It isn't much of a deal, the important thing is that Sera's gonna stop abusing me. I can live with the game if she quits trying to drag me into her weird sex games. But what about Candice? Now she's gonna pay! What have I done agreeing to this? Maybe I should say no, before Candice has to...

Candice saw the look of concern come over her friend's face, and could guess her thoughts. "Don't worry, Esther. Don't mind me. The thing is, I'm kind of getting into this. I think I just might enjoy some of Sera's punishments. I hope you don't think less of me, but that's how it is."

Sera spoke up, "We'll see. I'm not here for your amusement either. I'm here for my own. And I see that hateful look in your eye, Candice. If you agree to this, you have to swear you're not going to get back at me in any way. You're freely agreeing here. And you're not going to tell a soul about any of this. Especially not Shawn."

Kim, Joanna, and Hui Shan were all intently watching from a short distance away. Sera now spoke to them. "That goes for the rest of you. None of your say anything to anyone. And Joanna, you are NOT going to tell your brother about this. Is that clear? You saw how I found out about Esther telling secrets. If you tell Shawn, he's gonna start behaving differently, and I'll pick it up right away. Then it'll be your ass."

"Okay, fine," Joanna agreed. "If that's what makes Esther and Candice happy. I'm so sorry, Esther. I didn't realize. I thought you were enjoying it." The others all joined in with profuse apologies to Esther. Hui Shan seemed especially sad about the whole thing.

Esther spoke up. "Listen, I'm not traumatized or anything. No need to apologize. It's just that everyone was assuming that I'd be bisexual, but I'm not. Sure, I get aroused if someone stimulates me, but I'm not REALLY aroused, if you know what I mean. So, no offense, but I'll just sit this kind of stuff out, if that's okay with all of you. And thanks again, Candice. What a true friend."

Candice didn't feel much like a good friend, though. If only you knew how much I was getting into calling you names and stuff, Esther. You wouldn't call me a friend! Sera really opened a Pandora's Box. I think I may have romantic feelings for you, and now it turns out you're not bisexual in the slightest! What a fucking horrible day! And now I'm under the thumb of Sera, that total bitch, and I can't even get back at her for all her evil deeds. And I can't fuck Shawn either. I was so looking forward to that. AND I'll be humiliated at the football game on Friday, and beyond. How can this get any worse! At least I've redeemed myself a bit in Esther's eyes. It's going to take a long time before I redeem myself in my own eyes, though.

Esther seemed happy now and didn't realize how troubled Candice was feeling. She asked Sera, "About this no fucking Shawn rule - doesn't that depend on Shawn? What if he comes in here tomorrow and wants to fuck me or Candice? How are you going to stop him?" Esther was still thinking about her incredible fuck, and was determined to get a repeat performance.

"You're right that I can't stop Shawn," Sera conceded. "But if he wants to do that, the two of you will politely turn him down. You both have boyfriends - say you don't want to cheat on them. Shawn is such a gentleman that he's not going to go against that. And he's not much of a liar either, so I'll know if you told him something behind my back. Sera sees all!" She cackled dramatically, in a semi-parody of her image amongst the cheerleaders. Most everyone else in the school knew her as aloof, but didn't realize just how self-serving she was.

After more discussion, they went back to the cheerleading practice. Whatever sexual mood there was had been broken, so the rest of the practice passed by without incident.

Sera felt a bit bad about her treatment of Esther. She'd assumed from the way Esther was randy as a goat around Shawn that she was very sexual, all around. But though she was proven wrong and felt apologetic, she was too proud to actually apologize.

Candice put on an untroubled face, but after all the other cheerleaders left, she stayed behind. Sitting on the floor, she pondered her situation.

I don't regret that I made that deal with Sera. I AM regretful for acting like such a fool earlier. What on Earth came over me? This is like the worst day of my life, and I can't even tell Esther all about it, like I usually do. I have to keep my feelings a secret.

This is all Sera's fault. These feelings for Esther would have never come out had it not been for her. I don't know how or when, but some day I'm gonna give her her comeuppance. But as for now, I'm basically that bitch's bitch. That fucking she-devil! I don't know how I'm gonna stand it, but I'll have to be tough, for Esther's sake. I can take whatever she can dish out. Gotta keep my end of the deal.

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CHAPTER 12

Shawn was blissfully unaware of all the dramas going on amongst the cheerleaders. He walked home since he'd been given a ride there that morning. He actually enjoyed the respite during the walk as a rare chance to be alone and think.

Amazing that it's still only halfway through Tuesday. How will my penis ever make it to Saturday? If this is being grounded, I wish I could be grounded more often. I'm actually kinda glad I can't go to Kim's for the "Service Shawn Club" this week, ‘cos there's only so much I can take. And there's another appointment with Caelist on Friday, too. I can almost hear the sound of my grades in freefall, splatting onto the ground. I've got a couple of big tests on Friday, and I haven't even started to study for the SATs or apply to colleges. How can I juggle it all?

I mean, all I'm doing and thinking is sexual. Why, the sheer amount of milk and juice I've been drinking lately so my penis won't run out of cum - it's insane. And now, whenever Mom says, "Tiger, would you like another glass of milk?," it takes on a whole new meaning. I imagine her patiently waiting for it to run through my system so she can suck it out of my penis. And I get so aroused. Being handed a glass to drink is actually arousing. Every fucking single thing is arousing! I'm going to flunk out of everything in life, except getting aroused.

He sighed, and thought with mixed emotions, There's no doubt I'm getting pretty good at that.

When Shawn arrived at the front door of his house, his mother was waiting for him, and had a couple of brownies ready for him to eat. Nudity had become so common that it wasn't so surprising that her outfit, an apron, now left her chest completely exposed. But in fact it was the first time she had worn clothes where there wasn't even the slightest pretense of covering up her privates, and she looked unusually embarrassed about it, and unusually nervous as well. For one thing, Vel never owned this type of clothing before, but thanks to Cheese's recent purchases, she had lots of these types of clothes.

Shawn momentarily had the desire to say sexy and nasty things to her in response to her new look. But he realized that it took a big leap of courage for her to go this far, and the best response was just to act as if it was a perfectly normal thing until she got more used to it.

"Hi Tiger," she said, "How was your day?" She walked up to him as she said this, and kissed him on the cheek as she usually did. But then she kissed him on the lips, and even briefly tongued him. She rubbed her body up against his, making sure to slide her hard nipples up against his T-shirt.

"Whoa," said Shawn. He was used to his goodnight kisses, but a kiss during the day was a welcome surprise. "It just got a lot better. What was that for?"

"Cheese told me today that I need to be more friendly when greeting people, so I'm trying to change my ways. Especially when it comes to kissing. You like?" When she asked, "You like," she wasn't just speaking of the brief but intimate kiss. She stepped back a few feet and pirouetted around to show off her new apron. It was a specially designed erotic apron, which had cloth in areas to highlight the fact that there was no cloth covering the tits or ass.

What she didn't add was Cheese's advice that she could do just about anything with Shawn short of straight intercourse, and the more she did, the healthier it would be for the both of them. She wanted to break new barriers right away, but was a little bit afraid how. She'd never been fucked in the tits or in the ass, or even had her pussy licked. Her husband was as bad of a lover as he was an infrequent one.

"I most definitely like," Shawn said. "You look even sexier than you did this morning! I couldn't imagine that was even possible. I like how it exposes and hides at the same time."

Vel laughed. "Well it doesn't hide that much. It mostly exposes. About the only thing it tries to hide is this." She lifted up the front of the apron and showed off her pussy.

"Mmm, that’s one spot I’m like to get to know a lot better." Shawn was struck by how willing she was now to show herself off like this, despite her nervousness. He figured the fashion show in particular had done wonders to get her to enjoy showing herself off.

"Now, now, Shawn, remember that I’m your mother. We have to have limits." She still held the apron up, and even wiggled her hips a bit, greatly diminishing her authority to talk seriously about limits.

"Do you remember what we did this morning?" They both knew that he was referring to their dry hump.

"Do I? How could I possibly forget? But I'm serious. We can do many things, but we can't do that again. I just don't think I have the self-control to get that close to you know what. Sorry about that Tiger."

He frowned. She seemed unusually determined to actually maintain this restriction. She felt safer with anal sex, even, than more dry humping.

To compensate for his disappointment, she moved back to him and draped her arms around his shoulders. Her aroused nipples again poked firmly into his chest. Shawn wished his shirt was off so he could feel skin against skin. "How's our little friend doing? Are you going to keep him locked up in those shorts forever?"

"Forever? I've been home a total of two minutes. He's doing fine now, thanks to you," Shawn said as he took his shorts and underwear off. "I still have four times to go to make eight today."

Vel did some quick math and frowned, realizing he must have gotten off in school again without her. She'd noticed from the chart on his wall that he appeared to get one check each day while in school, and sometimes even two. But she hadn't asked him about it, respecting his privacy, even though she was dying to find out who was helping out, and where and how. She realized getting off wouldn't be an easy thing to accomplish in the middle of a crowded high school.

Shawn's penis sprang out, and Vel enveloped it with her hands even before it had stopped bouncing from being freed. Shawn asked half seriously, "Mom, how on earth do you expect me to concentrate at school, when I know I have someone so hot waiting to help me at home?"

Vel was fishing for more compliments. "Don't talk about your sister that way," she replied, knowing that wasn't his meaning.

"Mom, I'm talking about you! Joanna is gorgeous, don't get me wrong, but you're like one of the all time greats. The greatest beauties of all time. Like Marilyn Monroe or something. I can hardly stand it. One of these weeks I'm going to have to get sick so I can stay home with you all day, every day. Just so I could play with your perfect body."

Vel blushed and trembled with joy. "You say the nicest things! But your studies come first. Why don't we get your penis irregularity check done now so you can hit the books. Then we can enjoy the regular cocksucks later on without having to worry about doing that. You have such a silver tongue, but maybe I can show you that my tongue is good for a thing or two as well." She dragged him by the penis up the stairs and down the hallway, towards his room.

"Not so fast, Mom; I haven't gotten your attention yet." He reached forward and grabbed her ass. They made their way through the house laughing and joking, with him attached at her ass somewhat like a two person conga line.

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Vel thought to herself, His hands on my ass! So natural. They belong there. What I really need is to have him FUCK me right up the ASS! Right now I should just tell him, "Excuse me Tiger, but your mother really needs it. Your mommy needs your big fat cock deep up her butt. Fuck my asshole, please! Do your mommy's butt deep! So deep!" But I'm afraid. It's gonna hurt. I know it's gonna hurt. And he might hate me for being a weirdo. He probably hates the idea of anal sex. I know he does. I wonder if there's a way to change that. He sure likes my butt, at least.

When they reached the door to Shawn's room, Shawn pushed her past it. "Let's use your room," he said. Shawn found the idea of doing sexual things to his mother in her own bed even more exciting that doing the same things in his own.

As he stood there with his hands roaming her ass while she played with her nipples, he said, "You know, Mom, there’s something extra sexy about this apron. I hope you wear it a lot. It’s so sexy, but at the same time it reminds me that you’re my mother, who cleans my clothes and cooks my food. And that makes me so happy. Plus, it shows off just how huge your luscious tits really are."

She smiled a wide smile. "It makes me happy too. And I’m so proud that my tits can give you such joy. I used to almost hate my tits, but now I love them." Her thoughts began to drift. Cheese said it's okay if he fucks my tits. He needs to start doing that immediately. I don't know how it's gonna feel, but it's less scary than anal sex. Shawn, be a good boy and fuck your mommy's hooters. Do it now!

But she didn't let on as to what she was thinking. She merely smiled benignly, and said, "I must admit, I've been fighting it, but I’m so glad about your treatment needs. It's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've never felt so happy, so alive, as I have been in the last few weeks."

"Me too, Mom. Me too. I love you so much!"

Shawn stood behind her and felt her butt again, since it was the only thing he was technically allowed to touch. He worked his way towards the center of her rear and ended by sticking a finger into her anus.

"Shawn, I’m your mother!" Vel cried in dismay. "If you respect and appreciate me, you’ll do that more often." It took a few seconds for Shawn to register that she was saying the opposite of what he was expecting she’d say, and that her dismay was feigned.

"That’s a joke, Shawn," she continued. "I know I’m not very good at them, but I’m working on it." She thought, Cheese says it's okay if Shawn has my butt. It's okay! Shawn, take my butt and do crazy things to it. Get sexy all over your mommy's ass! Take out your finger, and put your cock inside me instead! Fill me with cock! Mommy wants to be a butt slut! Take my butt and fill it with your beefy rod!

But outwardly, Vel again only gave a contented, motherly smile. Shawn didn't have the slightest clue about the thoughts raging in her head.

"You’re the best, Mom," Shawn replied. "Not a lot of moms would be willing to help out so much with a son’s medical troubles. … By the way, I like this big bow on your back. What would happen if I undid it?"

She was horny beyond belief, and nearly jumped with joy that he'd finally mentioned the bow. "I don’t know, since you've never undone it before. It holds the apron together. If you do that, my clothes will fall off. If that happens, I imagine I’ll have to fall naked on the bed and suck your cock quite a lot."

"I could think of worse things that could happen," Shawn said jokingly as he undid the bow.