Iveyflame Special [ 10 / 15 ]
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He said, "What, Mom? Didn't you ask me to take my dick out earlier? And I'm so stuffed after that wonderful meal that I can hardly be expected to keep my pants on." He stood above his sister and looked down, admiring the great view down her top, her nipples clearly visible through the fabric.
Then he sat down next to her. When she lifted her skirt for him, he asked, "Aren't you stuffed, Sis?"
"Gosh, I'm really stuffed!" she proclaimed. "But I like it, feeling stuffed. Don't you think, Mom, that sometimes it feels really good to just be totally stuffed?" She tore her eyes from Alan so that they would be on her mother when her own shoulder strap fell for what seemed to be the hundredth time that evening.
Susan, wide-eyed and panting, completely missed Katherine's double meaning (at least on a conscious level). Which was of course Katherine's intent; like Heather before them, the two Plummer kids couldn't resist slinging double entendres over their mother's clueless head.
Alan began to caress Katherine's bare pussy with one hand while holding onto her left breast with the other. She'd thoughtfully pushed her chair far away from the dinner table to give him better access to her lap, but also so her mother could see everything.
"I don't know," Susan replied, "I try to watch my weight very carefully, so I feel too guilty to enjoy feeling really full." She proudly thought, I have to keep my body in perfect shape, because I'm Tiger's centerfold mommy! And that means exercise AND diet.
She felt like she had to put her foot down and restrain her children's behavior, but before she could even respond to one thing, something else would come up. In fact, at that very moment she had to complain, "Tiger, take your hands off Angel's tits! Uh, her breasts, I mean. Isn't feeling up her pussy good enough for you?"
"Oh. Sorry." He obeyed his mother's command, since he figured he was pushing his luck with just the pussy contact.
Susan's brain wasn't working well, due to her arousal. Again, she was fantasizing that it was her pussy which was shaved to look like a young girl's, and that his hands were running all over and inside her most private region instead of over her daughter's.
Susan normally would have felt jealous, but she was too horny for her feelings to really qualify as jealousy. Instead, she thought, All I'd have to do is give the word, and I'm sure he'd be delighted to rub me down there. Just like that. It would be so easy! Maybe I should have him do me, to save my precious Angel from his rapacious clutches. Mmmm! After all, Suzanne says I need to serve his insatiable lust! Mmmm! Is he pulling on her clitoris? I'll bet he is!
She leaned forward and confirmed that was what he was doing. God yes! Of course he is. He knows exactly how to please a woman and how to take her to the pinnacle of desire! I'm so worked up that I can barely breathe! Pull on my little nub, Tiger! Mmmm! Make your mommy feel good!
She rubbed her legs together under the table, but it was merely a feeble imitation of the stimulation she really wanted.
Katherine gave up trying to eat so she could talk. She spread her legs wider. "Well, Mom, every now and then you just have to ignore your guilt and let yourself go. I think it does a world of good. I think you should get stuffed and just enjoy yourself. Don't you agree, Brother?"
"Oh certainly, Sis," he replied, as he happily stroked his sister's bald snatch. "Mom, one of these days I'd really like to stuff you myself."
Katherine nearly choked on his unusually blatant innuendo. Her eyes went wide as he continued to pull and play with her clit.
He continued, "After all, you're always cooking for us. One of these days we should cook a really nice meal for you." The extra sentences helped tone his meaning down, but Susan seemed remarkably oblivious in any case.
"That would be really nice," Susan said, wide eyed and breathless. "Maybe you can surprise me for my birthday or Mother's Day."
Surprising himself with his boldness, he said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be stuffing you on both of those days."
Susan finally got the true meaning of all this stuffing innuendo. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes bulged out even more. But she wasn't angry; in fact she wanted to spread her legs wide and yell, "Why wait? Stuff your mommy now!"
But that was something she felt she could never say and never allow. She had become worked up to a fever pitch, but over the next minute or two she slowly calmed down, even though her son's erection was still wobbling in the air right in front of her.
Alan and Katherine were generally too busy with each other to pay much attention. If Alan did look her way, his eyes would inevitably linger on her bare, jiggling breasts.
When Katherine's gaze followed his, she tended to stare at the same sight.
Susan decided that she had to bring an end to the evening's activities before she did something rash, or agreed to any more new rules. She said, "Okay you two, that's enough. Why don't we get up and clean up these dishes?" She looked over at her daughter, hoping to see a positive response.
Katherine was bold enough to lift her left leg and hang it off the armrest of her dinner chair. It gave Susan a clear view of her crotch while allowing Alan even greater access to that entire erogenous zone. It was clear that her slick pussy juice was oozing from her slit and rolling down over her asshole.
Susan stood up. Even though she was trying to cool things down, her wardrobe was not cooperating. Both of her nipples were already on display, and now her top dropped completely from her hefty rack, falling across her firm tummy.
Katherine said, "Big Rolling Pin Brother, Mom is saying something about how you need to get off. But first you have to help me get off, too."
Because Alan was already all over Katherine like an octopus, Susan assumed that Katherine meant she wanted Alan to literally get off her. But she didn't understand the rest of what Katherine was talking about, or why she mentioned a rolling pin. She had a strong feeling that there was something extra going on, something sexual in the words her children were saying. But the idea that they might be tricking her and toying with her somehow turned her on even more.
Taking their words at face value, Susan said, "Actually, I said 'get up.' As in to do the dishes. I think you've gotten your sister's attention by now, Tiger. Come on."
Alan turned to look at Susan and reply, but he found it more than a bit difficult to converse with her. Not only were both of her big tits hanging out enticingly, but her chest was heaving even more than before, as if she were on the verge of hyperventilating. Her nipples were flying around in circular patterns that were almost hypnotizing.
Furthermore, now that she was standing, she rubbed her thighs back and forth against each other as if attempting to imitate the rubbing movements of a grasshopper. The juices from her arousal were flowing freely under her dress, and she delighted in the slippery sliding between her wet thighs. The obvious activity under her dress was a most distracting sight to watch.
She knew that she had to get away quickly before she lost all control. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to see her son's big dick now that he had turned her way.
But as soon as her eyes closed she began daydreaming. She imagined that both of her children stopped what they were doing and jumped her instead. Her fantasies weren't just about Alan for once; at that moment she wanted both of her children carnally. She imagined the two of them tying her up as she screamed for mercy. Katherine then sat on her face and forced her to lick her daughter's hairless crotch while Alan sank his stiff boner into her vagina and fucked her mercilessly.
She thought, It's a mother's duty to provide for her children. In my case, that means I should provide them with my hot body so they can fill my orifices with their fluids, until cum is dribbling out of my mouth and cunt! MMMM, yeah! That's just what responsible, good mommies do!
The daydream was so vivid that she could almost feel Katherine's slick, shaved pussy rubbing against her nose and Alan's dick rhythmically banging against her cervix.
She was so lost in her startlingly lifelike fantasy that when she opened her eyes again she could scarcely believe her kids were still sitting at the table and not crawling all over her. She stepped forward and grabbed the table to brace herself as she felt a mini-orgasm quake between her legs. She'd lost count of how many orgasms she'd had over the course of the day.
Since Katherine had asked Alan to get her off, he wanted to do that before he got up to help with the dishes. Susan seemed so lost in her own world, he figured he could continue what he was doing, for a while at least. He continued to stroke his sister's pussy, and while he didn't let his finger dip into her slit, he focused intently on her labia and clit. She was as wet as her mother and she was barely able to restrain herself from attacking his erection as it kept slapping her legs.
Suddenly, Susan shouted out, "No! Don't do it to your mommy!"
Her two children stopped what they were doing and looked in her direction. Her eyes were closed; she was still engrossed in her fantasy of being overpowered by her own children, so at first she didn't realize that she'd said something out loud.
"Do what?" he asked quizzically.
Susan pieced together that she'd yelled something, and guessed from her daydream what it was. Covering for her accidental outburst, she stammered, "Um, uh, don't disappoint your mommy, I mean your mother, by doing that to your sister too long."
Gathering steam as she realized that her words actually made some sense, she added more forcefully, "I want you two to stop right now and clean up. Angel, the kitchen is a complete mess. I want you to clean it top to bottom. Tiger, you're in charge of the dishes." She didn't actually care about the kitchen at that moment, but she needed things to cool down before she literally burst with lusty desire.
"The dishes?" he mildly griped. His mother hadn't been giving him chores very often for the past week, ever since she'd openly fallen in love with sucking his cock, and he was getting a bit spoiled about that. "What about my dick? It really, really needs help! And Sis is right here..."
"Put your pants back on and behave yourself. Really!" As Susan said this, her dress slipped further down. Only her wide hips prevented it from falling all the way to the floor. "Katherine is grounded and shouldn't be enjoying herself with such things so much. I'm going to take a shower right now, and I fully expect you two to behave in the meantime. I'm at the end of my rope, especially with the way you both violated my trust by the pool this afternoon. If I come back and you aren't doing your chores responsibly, I think I'm going to break down and cry. You make me feel like a bad mother. ... When I come back, we'll see about your special penis needs."
She hurried out of the room and headed upstairs. She'd decided that she needed a quick, cold shower to cool her ardor, as well as to clean up her copious drippings. She was inches from just ripping her dress off and yelling, "Do me! Now!" She didn't even care who "did her" - Katherine, or Alan, or even both of them.
That seemed utterly crazy to her. She'd never had lusty feelings for her daughter before, so she figured she must be on the verge of losing her mind to be thinking like that.
After she'd gone, Alan said to his sister, "You know, playing with Mom's cluelessness is fun, but we're probably taking it too far. I don't want to disrespect her."
Katherine thought about that and nodded. "You're right. Geez! I don't want her to cry or feel bad. She was kind of frazzled there. I guess we'd better behave for a while. But it's just so much fun, what with her really sincerely trying to act dignified while her dress falls all the way to her hips every two minutes."
He nodded and grinned. He started to get up.
But she grabbed his arm and said, "Wait. Let's behave, but not before you make me cum."
He sat back down. His grin grew wider.
But before he could get started, something came to Katherine's mind. She whispered, "By the way, I kind of confessed to Aunt Suzy that you and I are fucking. She said you pretty much told her as much."
He thought that over, but not for long. He whispered back, "Yeah, I guess it was inevitable. You and I should have talked it over first, but I feel better that she knows."
Katherine nodded. "Me too. But talk later. Fun now!"
They both laughed gleefully at that.
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