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73. Two Moms Two Laps Two Hours 4-7 (71k)

Two Moms, Two Laps: Laying Penny - Incest/Taboo

Laying the groundwork (and Penny) for a culture of sharing.

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I know Chapter 3 was a little slow-going. I wrote you that one, so I could bring you this one. Enjoy.I had spent much longer with Aunt Marie than I'd planned. It was almost 6:00 pm. No surprise then, when I got home to find Mom and Penny sitting on the couch, drinking wine, and talking quietly.

"My two favorite women," I announced. "What's going on?"

"Girl talk," Mom said, rather abruptly as if I was interfering.

I was a little taken aback by her tone. "I'm sorry. Am I interrupting? I can make myself scarce."

Penny shook her head. "No not at all. I've missed you." Mom got up and walked to the kitchen. She definitely looked out of sorts.

I went over and gave Penny a hug and a kiss. "I missed you too, gorgeous. Mom's not bothering you too much I hope."

She shook her head, and I could swear I saw tears in her eyes. "Impossible. She's the best."

I sat down next to her. "Is something wrong?"

She shook her head. I looked up and Mom was walking over, phone in hand. She sat down on my lap, putting an arm around my neck and kissing me on the cheek. "No baby. It's going to be fine." She turned to the phone, and I caught her side of a strange conversation.

"Colleen? Alice here"

"I know, it's been ages. Too long. That's why I'm calling."

"Not on the phone. Could you come over? It's important."

"Yes, it's about Penny. There's nothing wrong. Just the opposite. It really is very important though."

"Ok, see you in a few."

It was weird, holding Mom in my lap, while she talked with my girlfriend's mother on the phone. I'm assuming it was Penny's mother, I didn't know any other Colleens.

Mom gave a little wiggle, settling between my thighs. "Someone smells like Marie," she said accusingly.

"It's not what you think, Mom. I promise, I'll explain it all later. You know I don't keep anything from you anymore."

She didn't seem happy, but she didn't pursue it. "Penny's a little nervous."

Penny spoke up. "He doesn't know yet."

Mom stopped. "I'm so sorry, honey. Should I leave you two alone?"

Penny shook her head. She turned to me. "I thought tonight could be our first time," she said softly. She scooted over closer, cuddling up to me. Still weird, Mom on my lap and all. Especially since Mom was wearing such loose shorts, and my hand was inside her panties, massaging her butt cheek.

"She's a little nervous, and she has very right to be," Mom said. "I know better than most. My first time was with someone as big as you."

I leaned over and gave Penny a kiss. "It doesn't have to be tonight," I said.

"I want to. I'm a little scared that's all. You're really large, you know? I'm not. Not down there." Penny answered.

Mom took Penny's hands in hers. "You'll be fine. A little warm-up, lots of lube, a gentle, patient partner, and everything will be fine." She leaned over, pressing her forehead against Penny's. "I'm so excited for you. It's such a big day. You'll remember this for the rest of your life. Let's make it perfect."

I had to chuckle. "How about me, Mom? Big day for me too."

She gave me a poke. "Not the same. Trust me. It'll be a great night for you, I know. Hell, look who you get to have for your first! Still, you're a boy. You couldn't understand."

Penny squeezed Mom's hands. "Are you sure about my Mom?" she asked nervously.

"As sure as I am about anything. She's going to appreciate it." Mom lifted Penny's hands to her lips, kissing them. "Just like Harold and I appreciated the little movie you made for us. God, did he appreciate it. My jaw's still sore this morning."

Penny was blushing cutely. She was very fair, and when she did blush, it would light her up. I loved to see her turn red.

The doorbell rang, and Mom got off my lap. "Get the door, Jeremy."

I was mortified. I was going to pop Alice's cherry, and I was about to let her Mom in the house. I opened the door. "Mrs. Booth, please come in, the ladies are in the living room."

I walked her into the living room, and I saw Penny move to the center of the couch, her mother taking the seat on the other side of her, opposite Mom.

"Jeremy, bring the wine over please, and a glass for Colleen."

I did as requested, delivering the libations, and topping off all three glasses, while they talked about how long it had been.

"Now make yourself scarce a while," Mom told me. "I'll call you when we're ready."

I retreated to my room and my laptop. Since I had a little time, I downloaded the videos off the camera, cleaning up the two with Aunt Marie, and burning each to their own DVD. I also downloaded the video of Penny's family BJ, and copied that onto Dad's DVD, with the message from Aunt Marie. I reviewed them, to make sure they would play correctly, and erased them from the new video camera.

I was nervous. Since they hadn't called me, I decided to take a quick shower and clean up. I shaved, put on a drop of cologne, and dressed casually, khaki shorts and a polo shirt.

I waited.

Mom finally came upstairs and got me. "I'm so jealous," she said softly.

"You shouldn't be. You were my first."

She leaned over and kissed me. "Our little secret. And one of the most precious things in my life."

At the bottom of the stairs she turned to me. "Get yourself a beer, then come and join us."

I turned to the garage, and walked into the living room a few seconds later, Shiner Bock in hand. The seat next to Penny was open, Mom standing close, sipping her wine. I sat down next to Penny and took her hand in mine. "Everything alright?"

Mom sat in my lap, which was more bizarre than ever, with Alice's mom there.

Penny nodded.

Mrs. Booth was looking at me. "You'll be gentle with her." It was more of a statement than a question. Still scary.

"Of course. I love her."

"Right. Love. You'll be leaving her in three weeks," Mrs. Booth said sharply.

"Momma, don't!" Penny said sharply. "Don't make this difficult."

Mrs. Booth had her arm around her daughter, holding her, facing us. "I'm sorry, Princess. You're right. You've dated for a year, and he's always been decent and respectable. I won't cause trouble. I'm...I...I can't tell you how much this means to me. I'm just concerned."

Penny smiled. "I'm glad you're here."

"What was your first time like, Colleen?" Mom asked.

Mrs. Booth blushed. In an instant, she went from being my girlfriend's mother to an attractive MILF. She wasn't gorgeous like Mom and Aunt Marie, but she was good looking, curvy, pretty like her daughter, same big blue eyes, same full lips.

"Like most, I suppose. I shouldn't say that, I think it was better than most. Back of an Olds station wagon, parking by the dam. Plenty of room to stretch out. After Homecoming, our senior year. I was in love. He played football. We'd dated for over 4 months, and we'd been building up to it."

Penny giggled. "I didn't know that. How were you building up to it?"

Her mother blushed again. It was cute, she blushed so easily. A lot like Penny. As I listened to her I found myself noticing more similarities.

"You know. Kissing, second base, hand-jobs. He liked my boobs. Couldn't get enough of 'em. Derek was handsome, muscular, tall, popular. He smelled good. He had a nice sized...uh...penis."

Penny laughed. "C'mon, Momma. I'm about to get fucked for the first time in my life, and you're calling it a penis?"

"Fine. Cock. There, happy? Cock, cock, cock. He had a nice cock. Not too big, or too thick, just right. Easy to suck." She laughed. "Does that surprise you, Princess? Your mother used to suck cock?"

Penny leaned into her giggling. "Geez, I hope you still suck cock. Don't tell me you gave it up after high school."

"No, Princess. I didn't give it up. I still suck cock. One special cock. Not as often maybe, but enough not to get rusty."

"Are you good?" Penny asked, her eyes twinkling.

"I've been told I'm very good."

"Because you like it, I bet. You do like it, don't you?"

Mrs. Booth gave her daughter a little shake. "Do you want to hear the story or not, troublemaker?"

"Admit it, Momma. You like it. The feel of it, the way you can make him burn with desire, the control, even the taste. All of it."

Her mother was blushing again. "Yes. I love it."

"I know. Me too. I knew I got it from you."

Mrs. Booth gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I had sucked Derek a lot. Almost daily. Sometimes more than once in a day."

"What was the most, Momma? The most times in a day."

"Are you going to let me finish the story, nosy britches?"

"He came for me 4 times yesterday. What's your record?"

"With one boy, or all together?" Colleen answered, grinning. "Five with Derek. Eleven in one night."

"Eleven Momma? In one night? Jesus!"

"That's a story for a different time. With Derek, I knew exactly what I was getting in to. We were prepared. We had planned on it. He had a sleeping bag laid out in the back. I got completely naked for him, and we played together. I sucked him off, so it wouldn't be too quick, and then got him hard again and put the rubber on him." She leaned her head against her daughter's, reminiscing with the sweetest smile on her face. "I didn't know how, and almost made a mess of it, but he didn't seem to mind. I'd already lost my cherry to my favorite hairbrush, so it wasn't too messy. He was big enough to feel good, without hurting too much."

"How big?" Penny asked.

I was being naughty again, playing with Mom's bottom, while we listened to Penny's mom tell her tale. Mom must have been getting into it. She adjusted her weight, leaning on her side, giving me better access to her sweet cheeks.

"Almost six inches. About as wide as two fingers. It was nice. He went down on me for a while, then eased it in. He didn't shoot right away, giving me a chance to feel what it was like. A couple of minutes, at least, before he told me he loved me and came. We did it a second time a little while later, and it was even better. A good five minutes, at least, and he was a lot more active, screwing me faster and harder. We dated until I graduated. I thought I was going to marry him. He was a great guy. I was very lucky."

Mrs. Booth turned to Mom. "How about you, Alice? Or are you afraid to say in front of your boy?"

"He knows. I was about Penny's age. I was home from college, freshman year. It was Harold."

"Harold? Your husband was your first?"

"First and only. It wasn't so easy. He's big. Very big. It took several tries, and it was painful. I was so proud and happy when I felt him completely inside of me. He didn't last long, only a few strokes. Still, when I felt him come, it was wonderful. Knowing I was a woman. My first time, with the man I loved."

She gave me a hug, kissing my cheek. "I know what Penny's going to go through. Jeremy's like his father. We'll have to make sure she's ready, and use lots of lube. I wish I'd known about lube back then. Jeremy will be very gentle, and very patient. Won't you, baby?"

"Of course. I'm not going to hurt her. Last thing in the world I want is for her not to like sex!"

That got the girls giggling. "There is that, I suppose," Mrs. Booth said. "Are you ready, baby girl?"

Penny nodded.

Mom got up. "Wait for us here, Jeremy, while we get everything prepared."

"What do I tell Dad when he gets home?" I asked, suddenly nervous.

"He won't be home until I tell him he can come home," Mom said, giving me a wink. "She's nervous enough without him down here, listening to everything."

The girls left me, dazed. I chugged my beer, and grabbed a second one. I thought about squeezing a quick one off, but decided against it. Aunt Marie had already wrung two out of me earlier, and I figured the ladies probably had a plan in place to make sure I didn't pop too early.

Mom finally came and got me, an eternity later. She took me to my room. "Get rid of those clothes, and put on a nice robe."

Easier said than done. I only had the one. She shook her head at me. "We'll be getting you a nicer one." She looked down at my flaccid cock. "Not hard?"

"Jesus, Mom! This is so awkward. Way weird."

She chuckled, and gave me a hug. "I know, baby. This is all for her, Ok?"

"Of course. Whatever she needs."

Mom gave me a smile. "That's the perfect attitude. Just remember you said it. Now where's the new camera?"

I got it from the computer, and took a minute to show her how to use it. Pretty easy really. "You're going to film this?"

"Of course. Waste of a new camera if I didn't." She checked her watch. "They should be ready now. Be gentle with her, but once she's used to you, don't be afraid to have fun. I know you'll be incredible with her."

"I'll give it my best."

Mom giggled. "No, not your best. She's not ready for that. Give her your good."

I laughed, and pulled her in my arms. "Have I told you how much I love you?"

"As much as your pretty little virgin?"

"Don't be silly, Mom. There's no comparison. I've only loved her for a few days. I've loved you all my life."

She kissed me softly. "I know baby. I shouldn't tease. Let's go make one very lucky girl insanely happy."

She took me to her bedroom, and I almost called it all off. Too damned weird for words.

There were candles everywhere. Classical music playing softly in the background. The lights were dimmed. Not enough for me to miss Penny lying in the center of the bed, naked, her legs together, bent, tilted to one side. Or her mother lying next to her, wearing one of Mom's nightgowns, holding her daughter's hand.

Jesus-fucking-Christ. How was that supposed to work? Especially her. She didn't even like me. Fuck.

Mom hugged me. "It's alright. She's only here for moral support," she whispered.

Penny looked nervous. I wanted to take her in my arms and calm her.

I approached the bed, and took off my robe beside it. I climbed onto the bed next to her, opposite her mother, trying to ignore her presence. "Miss me, gorgeous?"

She grinned. "All day long."

I gave her a tiny kiss. "I've missed you, too. Ready for some practice?"

She smiled. "What did you have in mind?"

"I practice on you, you practice on me, I practice on you again, and then we get down to business."

She looked happy, no longer so nervous. "And by business you mean..."

"I make love to you, nice and easy, before I fuck your pretty little brains out."

I heard a disapproving little grunt from Penny's Mom. Like I cared what she thought. I was going to fuck her baby girl right under her nose.

Penny turned on her side toward me, no longer holding her mother's hand. "You don't mind 'practicing' with everyone watching?"

"Not if you don't."

She laughed, flopping back on the bed, fluffing her pillow, and spreading her legs. "Practice me, baby. Practice me good," she said, in a teasing, sexy, sultry voice.

I didn't jump right in. I laid on top of her, kissing her. "I'm going to make you scream for your pretty Mommy."

"She should have brought earplugs if she has a problem with that," Penny giggled, pulling me down and kissing me hard.

I worked my way down her body, not as slow as I would like, since I was damned eager to get to the end game. I hardly even noticed Mrs. Booth watching us, her eyes burning a hole through me. I sucked Penny's titties, getting her nipples nice and hard, tugging on them with my teeth, making her squirm and moan for me. I traversed her smooth belly, dipping into her cute little innie for a moment, then down past the soft field of blonde hair. I opened her legs, teasing her inner thighs, then her outer lips. I kissed and licked her gently, feeling her trembling in excitement. I opened her up with my tongue, tasting her, getting my first good moan out of her.

Penny ran her fingers through my hair. I loved that. So much that I rewarded her by sliding a finger inside her while I sucked up the skin around her clit, Aunt Marie's favorite move. I moved my lips and tongue, sucking and pressing, feeling her clit moving underneath the skin. Aunt Marie swore it was best that way, without the direct contact, pressuring and teasing her hidden love button.

I changed things up, spending lots of time licking and sucking her pouty lips down there, sticking my tongue deep inside her, probing her with a couple of fingers, but always going back to what Aunt Marie called the 'big suck'. On my third tour of her sweet virgin pussy, I had her.

Her moaning turning into a higher pitched keening, her legs trembling wildly. I was a little distracted hearing the Moms talking about what I was doing to our girl. I had the big suck going on, my middle two fingers curled inside her, rubbing the rough spot on the top, the same move that got Aunt Marie going. Penny gasped, and then screamed loud enough to wake the dead, her pussy spasming around my fingers, clamping down. Her thighs trapped my head and I groaned when the heels of her feet started pounding into my back. It hurt, a lot. She was going to pay for that one later.

Dad was right. She was a noisy little thing. Louder than Mom. I was kind of proud.

She came a long time, shaking, until I eased off, letting her down slowly. I subtly wiped my face on the sheets, and moved up and over her, holding her, while she gasped for air. It was only when I went to kiss her, that I noticed her mother was cuddling her head. I got to feel a new breast pressed against my face, while I kissed her softly. "I love you, Penny."

She was breathing hard, her chest heaving. "God, Jeremy. That was perfect." She giggled. "You can let go of me Momma, and get your tit out of my boyfriend's face. I'm not dying."

I gave her a quick kiss. "Be nice to your Mom. She loves you. Not many mothers would do this for their girl."

Mrs. Booth started to scoot back, and I put my arm around her, before she could get away. I even gave a little tug to keep her close. She was looking at me in surprise. "I'm not going to hurt her Mrs. Booth, not if I can help it," I said. "And I don't mind the boob," I teased, brushing my lips across the thinly covered flesh.

She giggled. "I think you can call me Colleen when we're all in bed together. Especially after that."

"Momma!" Penny squealed.

"Well we are, aren't we?"

I laughed, and leaned over. "Would it be Ok for me to kiss you, Colleen?"

She nodded, and I pressed my lips gently to hers, licking her lips softly, nibbling her bottom lip open, teasing them apart until I could feel her teeth with my tongue. I felt them part, and the tip of her tongue brushed against mine. I didn't stop, taking it slow and easy, just like I was going to take her daughter. I pressed the tip of my tongue against the sensitive upper palate, her tongue exploring the underside of mine. I drew it back slowly, and I felt more than heard, her soft moan. Bingo. Enemy to ally.

I gave her a last soft kiss, brushing my finger across her lips, then returned to her daughter, kissing her hard and deep. I pulled back staring into her eyes. "Practice me, baby?"

She grinned. "I'm dying to. Don't hold back, Ok?"

"Not a chance."

I rolled off of her and scooted into the center of the bed. She moved between my legs, smiling up at me, then pouted. "I wanted to make it hard."

"You can make the next one hard," I promised.

I felt a shifting on the bed and Mom was lying beside me, cuddling up to me, her hand holding the camera, focused on Penny. Colleen moved closer, and I put out my arm, pulling her in tight. So decadent, so very naughty, holding both Moms, their soft breasts pressed close, while Penny pleasured me.

She was having fun, showing off, licking playfully, kissing, sucking noisily. Colleen giggled. "She looks like she's having a good time."

Mom agreed. "She's a natural. I wonder who she gets that from?"

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"Like mother, like daughter," Colleen answered, sounding proud.

"Stop you two. If you keep that up, I'm not going to last two minutes."

"Poor baby. Two hot MILFs too much of a distraction?" Mom teased.

Colleen nibbled on my ear. "She's good for a beginner. I'm better."

I groaned. "Please. You're killing me," I whispered. "This is her night."

Mom leaned across me, blocking my view of Penny's actions with her tits in my face. I wasn't going to complain, chasing her nipple through her flimsy nightgown. When she got off me, I looked over and saw that Colleen was naked to the waist. Big natural boobs staring at me. Bigger than Mom and Penny. Maybe as big as Aunt Marie. Not as firm, maybe, but I wouldn't mind finding out. I couldn't help scope them out, huge friggin' nipples, as big as the end of my pinkie, standing tall.

Penny was sucking me, doing her best to avoid laughing. She pulled up, stroking me with her hand. "You both are horrible! He's mine tonight. You both have your own men." She was grinning as she said it, her eyes lively.

"Of course, Princess. All yours. That's a lot of man, are you sure you can handle it alone?" Colleen teased.

"Damn it, Momma! Yes. I can handle it."

"That's wonderful. Remember, if you need help, Alice and I are here for you."

"Behave Momma, or I'll make you watch from the chair." She grinned and took me in her mouth, sinking down, pushing, forcing my cock into the back of her throat. She gagged for a moment, then her lips slid down my shaft, her nose pressed against my pubes. She stayed there, looking at all of us. She pulled back, gasping. "See? I told you I can handle it. I'd like to see you do that, with something this big," she taunted.

I turned to Colleen. "Me too," I whispered, winking. "Like mother, like daughter?"

"My baby girl. I'm so proud of her. So much like her Mommy."

Penny went back to blowing me, and Colleen got up, leaning across the bed. Her breasts settled over my face, and I got my first taste of her hard nipples. She pulled away a little later, pausing to watch me, until my lips released her hard little nub, stopping to give me a quick kiss. "There, now we're even."

I looked over and Mom was naked. "Even?"

"We will be in a moment," she said, and I looked back to see her removing her nightgown. Fuck. She had a tattoo of a rose just above her bare pussy. Unfair.

"Penny," I warned.

She pulled up, and sat back on her feet. "Come on my face, Jeremy."

Releasing the Moms, I struggled to my feet, sliding my cock back between her lips, holding her head and fucking her mouth.

"Gentle, Jeremy," Mom warned. She was kneeling beside me, camera in hand, getting a closeup.

I was being gentle. As gentle as I could be under the circumstances.

I felt Colleen move up next to me, her hand between my legs, massaging my balls. "Give it to her, Jeremy. She can take it. Paint her pretty for us."

I groaned, pulled my cock out from between Penny's sexy lips, and erupted, a long stream of cum streaking her face from hairline to chin. Several more shots later, and she was a beautiful mess, her face covered in my cream. She had her eyes closed, smiling angelically. She slowly laid back on the bed, stretching out, her legs open.

"Practice me, Jeremy, while your Mom cleans me up."

Mom giggled. "That's a lot to clean up, honey. He got you good. It is Ok if your Momma helps?"

Penny grinned. "That would be perfect."

Mom handed me the camera. "Don't do her yet, baby. Get a couple of minutes of this. The Dads are going to love it."

I moaned, already hardening, as I watched both Moms lean over and start licking my sexy girlfriend's face clean. They were sweet and gentle, both of them, their tongues moving slowly, curling, scooping up my cream.

Colleen moaned adorably. "He's sweet. Jesus, I could do this all night."

"Isn't he? Marie told me he was," Mom told her.

"Your sister said that? God, that's kinky," Colleen whispered.

I had a great shot of it all, groaning when I saw the moms come together above Penny's lips, kissing each other. It was cute, a tiny little peck at first, until I saw their tongues, working, cleaning each other's mouth, battling for my cum. Holy fuck, that was hot.

"Open up, baby," Colleen said softly. Penny opened her mouth, and I struggled to avoid stroking myself when she licked cum off of her daughter's forehead, then stuck her tongue in Penny's open mouth. Penny sucked on her tongue. "Mmm, thanks Momma."

"There's more," Mom said, licking Penny's eyelids before slipping her own tongue between my girlfriend's lips.

Penny reached up and held my Mom's face in place, kissing her hard. "My two Momma's taking care of me," she sighed.

"Fuck," I groaned.

That got them all giggling. "I think he likes the show," Colleen said.

"I should warn you. I'm taking this out on your daughter's pussy in a few minutes."

Mom turned to me. "Don't even joke about it! If you're not gentle with her, I swear, you'll be cut off from everything." She wasn't kidding.

"Mom! Of course I'll be gentle. The first time. But we've got a long night ahead."

Colleen leaned over and kissed Mom, stroking her hair. "Trust him, Alice. Penny does."

Mom sighed. "I do. I trust him with my life. But I also remember what it was like."

I crawled around the bed, and pulled my Mom up to her knees, hugging her. "I'm going to make it perfect, Mom. I promise. Whatever it takes. I wouldn't hurt her for the world."

"I know, baby. It's a little scary, that's all."

I tilted her head up and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips. "Trust me, please?"

"Always," she said softly.

I reached over and grabbed Penny around the waist, lifting her easily and spinning her around on the bed, tossing her into the middle, making her squeal and laugh.

"Gentle!" Mom snapped, slapping me hard on the back.

"Jesus, Mom! You wouldn't know gentle if it walked up and smacked you in the face. I've seen how Dad is with you."

"Jeremy..." she whined.

"We're playing! Having fun. Shouldn't this be fun? Wonderful? When it comes time for the big show, we'll be as gentle as she needs. Now cool your jets, or you're getting banished to the Bad Mommy chair."

Penny and her Mom were laughing. "Someone's slacking off," Penny announced, reaching between her legs and slapping her pussy. "It's not going to lick itself, handsome."

I climbed between her legs, blowing a raspberry on her pussy, before going crazy on her. She was laughing hard, wiggling underneath me. The Mom's bracketed her, teasing her, playing with her tits. I couldn't help grinning. I came up for air. "God, Penny. I love playing with you. Fuck me for being an idiot and waiting a year for this."

She laughed joyously. "Come up here and kiss me, stupid. Then I want you to make a woman out of me."

I climbed up and kissed her tenderly. "You are so wonderful," I told her.

She smiled. "You ain't seen nothing yet. Once you've broken me in, I'm going to fuck your brains out."

I kissed her again, tasting her lips. "I love you, baby girl."

"I love you too." She stopped smiling, and looked into my eyes. Those beautiful big blue orbs, mesmerizing. "I think I'm ready," she said softly.

The moms went into action. I watched Mom pull out two full pillows. "Raise your hips up, Penny, this will make it easier for both of you." She slid the pillows under my girl, lifting her butt up, and tilting her pretty pink pussy up toward me. I gave her a quick lick before I was pushed away by Mom.

Colleen had a bottle of lube in her hand. "Pink? Is it any good?"

Mom nodded. "Miracle juice, slippery as hell, and it lasts as long as you want. Perfect for marathon sessions. You can borrow it, if you want to give it a try. I've got more."

Colleen was pumping the lube into her hand, and rubbing it into her daughter's pussy. Fuck. Much more of this, and I'd be shooting before I even got inside her.

"Condom, Mom?" I asked.

Penny spoke up. "I'm on the pill, Jeremy. We're good."

Mom looked over at Colleen. "Get him ready?"

She looked at Mom, then down at Penny. "May I?"

Mom nodded. "I can't. He's my boy."

Colleen moved over and I groaned when she lowered her mouth over my cock. She sucked me nicely, easy and slow, taking me deep in her mouth, her naughty MILF tongue active. I reached down and played with her tit. Yummy soft. After only a minute or so, she pulled off. "Jesus, Alice. He's huge, and hard as a steel rod. It's a lot for a first time."

Mom took the lubricant, and squirted it on my cock, rubbing it in. "She'll be fine, I promise." She leaned her head against mine, her breath warm against my ear. "Try not to hurt her too much," she whispered.

"I know, Mom. Kiss me for good luck?"

She smiled, and pressed her lips to mine briefly. She pulled back and brought the camera back up.

"Penny?" I asked.

"Now, please, Jeremy. I can't wait any longer."

I took my cock in hand, scooting forward on my knees. I pressed the head against her opening, rubbing it up and down. Mom was right, it was slippery as hell. Her lips parted, and I saw the bright pink of her insides. I pushed the head against her, and pushed.

Nothing.

I sat up a little higher, lining up again, and pushed into her. Harder. A little moan escaped her lips. I saw her mom was lying down next to her, eyes tightly closed, clutching her daughter's hand in hers. Her knuckles were white. My cock started to bend painfully.

"Ease up, baby," Mom whispered from beside me.

I pulled back and heard Penny sigh. Mom reached down and stroked me, nibbling on my ear lobe. "It'll be fine. Push hard, quickly, we just need to get the head in. That's the worst," she whispered.

I opened Penny with my fingers, then pressed the head up against her opening. I grabbed my cock a couple of inches back, to stop if it went in too fast. I leaned over my tight little virgin, pushing hard, feeling a little give. Penny was whimpering softly. I took a deep breath then stabbed forward. She cried out, and I felt my cock slide in a couple of inches.

I looked up, worried. She was painfully tight.

She was staring into her mother's eyes, only a couple of inches apart. "Is she Ok?" I asked softly.

Penny nodded slightly. Colleen looked over at me. "She's fine. Slowly now." I watched her brush a few stray tears from her daughter's cheeks.

Mom whispered in my ear. "Little nudges forward. Teeny tiny. Take your time."

I took her advice, rocking my hips ever so slightly, push, rest, push, rest. The tiniest pressure. It moved slowly, in small distinct increments. I'd make no progress for a few seconds, before sliding in another half inch or so. Penny gasped with each little bit of additional access. I looked down and was surprised I had almost half my length inside of her.

Mom gave me a squeeze. "That's enough for now. Back and forth slowly, but no deeper, Ok?"

I eased back out carefully, leaving the head inside. I didn't want to have to go through that again. Penny sighed, relaxing as I pulled back. I pushed forward, steadily until I'd regained most of my ground. Still ridiculously tight. She gave a soft whimper and I slowed.

"Don't stop," she said softly. "It feels good. Big, but good."

Thank God. Back out slowly, then back in again, a couple of seconds on the down-stroke. It was getting easier. I found myself developing an easy rhythm, about a full second in each direction, feeling her virginal tightness slowly start to give.

Mom was reaching down, rubbing Penny's clit gently. "A little bit deeper now, no more than an inch or so," she said softly.

At the end of each stroke, I started pressing a little harder. She was opening for me, letting me in. Mom stopped me with a couple of inches to go, her hand just above my cock. "No further than that, tonight. You're long, and you'll probably bottom out. Most girls find that uncomfortable."

I stopped with most of my length inside of my sweet girlfriend. I leaned over her, my face a few inches above hers. "Are you alright?" I asked.

She smiled tentatively. "Remind me to shove a two-by-four up your ass later, and I'll ask you the same question."

I grinned and she laughed, cringing a little. "Damn, Jeremy. Why couldn't you be human sized?"

"I'm not that big," I told her.

"Nine inches?" Colleen asked.

"A little over eight," I told her.

She shook her head. "Not tonight you're not. I've had eight inches. It didn't look like that."

I leaned over and gave her a kiss. "If I'm bigger than normal, you know whose fault that is, right?"

"Your Mom's?" she said, getting another giggle from Penny.

"You'll get yours," I told her.

"God, I hope so," she said, smiling at me. Her smile slipped away, becoming much more serious. She reached up and touched my cheek tenderly. "I'm sorry I was mean to you earlier. I couldn't ask for a better man for her first time. I can see why she's so crazy about you."

"Thank you, Colleen." I grinned. "I like your tits, by the way."

She gave me a loving slap, followed by a sweet little Mommy kiss.

"Ready for more?" I asked Penny, leaning down and chewing on her lips playfully.

"There's more?" she asked nervously.

"Not more cock. More fucking."

She took a deep breath and nodded. "Fuck me, Jeremy."

I got back on my knees, opening her legs. I'd slipped out about halfway while talking to her. I returned to stroking her slowly, all but the last couple of inches.

"Can I go faster?" I asked my mom.

She reached down and touched me. "Pull out to the edge a second."

I slid out, all but the head of my cock shiny with her juices. I was swollen up as big as I'd ever seen it.

Mom had the lube in her hand, and got me nice and slippery again. "Colleen was right. You're huge tonight. Hell of a time for you to get like this," she said, sounding almost irritated.

"Like this is my fault? I'm getting my first real fuck, with this gorgeous virgin, and two incredible sexy naked women helping and watching. If that wasn't bad enough, the MILFs are not just any Mommies, but mine and hers. Geez, Mom, we're lucky I've lasted this long."

"Um, down here, guys" Penny teased, "ex-virgin needs tending."

Mom patted my rear and give me a kiss on the cheek. "Faster now. Little bit at a time, until she complains."

I slowly picked up the pace, watching her reaction. After a minute or so, I had doubled it, at least, and it was getting easier. She was moaning softly, but it didn't sound like pain. My hands were caressing her thighs, hips, belly. She was so soft and smooth, her skin felt like velvet. I heard her first little love moans.

"Ok?" I asked, maintaining the steady stroking.

"It's good, sweetie," Colleen said.

Penny was squirming a little, biting her bottom lip. The moans were more frequent. I fucked her faster, still only three quarters of my length, making her whimper beautifully. It was feeling good. Wonderful. Earlier it had been too much work, too tight, too distracting. Now I was feeling her. I liked it.

Mom leaned against me, "Close?"

"Not yet, but it's getting better," I told her. "It hurt before."

"She can take a little more, a little faster. Tilt her legs back."

I lifted her legs, hands behind her knees, and pushed them back, halfway to her chest. I felt an immediate change, more pressure against the top of my cock. She gasped, trembling, a cute series of grunts escaping her talented lips, I slowed down to make sure she was Ok.

"Don't stop!" Colleen cried out.

Speeding up, I fucked her harder, faster. There was only an inch outside of her, and she was whimpering so sweetly it was driving me crazy. "God, Penny, you are so fucking incredible," I gasped.

Her calves were trembling, toes curled so cutely it hurt. She started whispering, a series of groans, and muted "oh's". She even squeezed in the occasional "God!"

"Steady baby, just like that. Give it to her. You've almost got her."

The pace was fast, but not out of control. I knew I could sustain it for a little longer. The feeling was magical, and I felt the pressure building down around my balls.

"Momma!" she cried out gasping, her legs stiffening.

"Harder," Mom whispered, reaching down and rubbing Penny's twitching clit.

Unbelievable. I was fucking her with my full length, balls slapping against her ass. I leaned over her, sliding her ankles over my shoulders, my arms outside them, supporting my weight, pinning them in place. I rose up on my toes, legs straight, slamming into her, pummelling that tight virgin pussy. Every stroke, long and full, my entire shaft driving deep. My full weight crashing down on her poor innocent pussy, crushing her. Mom was going to kill me, I was being anything but gentle. It couldn't be helped.

Penny was staring up at me in amazement, her eyelids fluttering, her eyes rolling back in her head for a few dick hardening moments. Her jaw started trembling, her lips shaking. Beautiful, kissable lips.

"MOM!," she screamed, her body tensing below me, thighs as tight as steel bands. Her pussy clamped down on my cock like a fist.

"Don't stop, Jeremy!" Mom gasped.

"Fuck," I groaned. "It's too good," I straightened, grabbing the front of her thighs, pulling her back against me on each stroke, gasping as I felt my imminent release. "FUCK!" I growled, slamming into her and feeling the rush of fluid up my cock, screaming for release, firing off inside her.

She was squealing, nonsense sounds, trembling, throwing her head around. She was bright red, from her pretty face, across the top of her chest and shoulders, down to between her tits. Colleen was holding her, trying to sooth her.

I didn't think it would ever end. For either of us. Every time I thought it was over, I'd feel another spasm, and push deeper inside her. I could feel myself touching bottom, but each thrust seemed to set her off again.

After what seemed like an eternity, I could feel it was over. For a few moments there, I had gone deaf, dumb and blind, my entire existence reduced to those few inches buried inside her tight velvet embrace. I was losing my hardness, to my infinite regret. I pushed deep, leaning over her, gasping. I never wanted to pull out of her. Never. Her pussy was pulsing around me, squeezing me, teasing me.

"Jesus," Mom whispered. "Sweet Jesus."

I slowly backed out, her tightness pushing me out the last couple of inches. I kissed her soft smooth calf, lowered her legs, and then crawled up next to her, pulling her into my arms. She clung to me, crying.

"Shh," I whispered. "I love you, Penny." I rolled onto my back, pulling her with me, her chest resting on mine, her head tucked into my shoulder. I was both exhausted and exhilarated. I tried to catch my breath.

She only cried harder.

I felt movement down below, and found Mom sucking me clean. She was very gentle, thankfully. I was ridiculously sensitive. It verged on the comical, her wonderful mouth holding my cock, while she kept that damn camera focused on Penny and me.

"What's wrong, baby?" I asked. "Did I hurt you?"

She was sniffling, kissing my shoulder. "Hurt me? It was perfect. I was so scared. I didn't want you to know, but I was terrified. I didn't think it could actually fit. All my fears came true when you couldn't get in me, and then that big push, tearing me open. God, that hurt so bad Jeremy! I can't remember anything hurting like that. I really thought you had torn me open. I had to be bleeding out. But I knew I couldn't be. My Mommas wouldn't let that happen."

I hugged her. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry? It was wonderful. So...so amazing. I thought I'd have to just suffer through it, try not to let it show, but then it started to feel good. Incredible. I was full, completely, all the way to the back, each nudge at the end like a jolt. Every nerve in my body going off each time you touched bottom. Watching you lose control over my pussy, hammering me, glowing above me, God!"

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"You liked it?" I teased.

She hit me. "Asshole! You tore me open, fucked me inside out, reshaped my insides and forced me to come all over that monster cock, endlessly. You were supposed to be gentle, you fucking animal! I'm ruined for all other men now. God! I loved it." She kissed my lips softly. "We're going to be doing that a lot more often. Just as soon as my dislocated hips heal, and my poor kitty stops feeling like there's a Red Bull can still stuffed inside of me."

She leaned over and kissed me hard. I relaxed, letting her tongue rape my mouth. She pulled away gasping. "Fuck God. That's what I'm going to call you." She giggled. "I'm going to build a shrine in my closet. Mom can help. I'll pray to my Fuck God, every night."

She leaned against me. "Was I Ok? Not too uncomfortable? I know that couldn't have been easy." she asked hesitantly.

Jesus. Hadn't she been there? I looked up and Colleen was looking at me, smirking. "Not too bad," I said.

"Not too bad?" she shrieked. "What the hell is that? Not too bad? I gave you my virginity! I let you rip me in two with that fucking mutant beast between your legs! Not too bad?"

Mom had finished cleaning me up, and had moved behind me. She slapped me in the head, hard. Had me seeing stars. "Don't be a fuckwad, Jeremy. Jesus, you're just like your father. Always got to make a joke out of something serious. Tell her the truth."

I stopped Penny from chewing me out by kissing her. "You were incredible. Scary at first, I was so worried I was going to hurt you. So damned tight, I thought I would never get in, and it felt like my poor cock was clamped in a vice. But once we got going, fuck! I didn't know it was going to be like that. You took it all. Everything, right to the root. So sweet, so soft, so tight, I could have fucked you forever, Angel. I loved it. I swear I never wanted it to end. God's honest truth, at one point, when I kept coming and coming, I thought something was wrong. It was impossible. I couldn't stop. You were beyond amazing." I kissed her again. "I think I'll keep you a while."

She calmed down, hugging me. "God, you're such a dick sometimes. Why would you tease me now?" She kissed me, "So you think you're going to keep me? What if I don't want to be kept?" She laughed, biting me on my chin. "Oops," she giggled. "I think I made a mess. God, I feel like I've got a gallon of your stuff up inside me."

Colleen leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, then moved down between her daughter's legs. "I guess since Jeremy's mother cleaned him up, I'll have to do the same."

Penny's eyes got big. "Momma!"

Colleen peeked up from between her daughter's legs, my juices on her chin. "Hush now, and relax."

I held my girl, kissing her softly, while her mother took care of her. Penny was tense at first, before slowly relaxing in my arms. "Is that nice? Momma taking care of our baby girl? Kissing her boo-boo better?" I was trying to tease her playfully.

She moaned softly, squeezing my hand. "Good," she whispered. "Really good."

I kissed her gently, long and slow, until she pushed me away. "Please, Jeremy, let me have this," she moaned.

Whatever her Mom was doing must have been pretty damned amazing. I held her, fondling her chest gently, watching the change come over her body. "Oh, Momma!" she groaned softly and came in my arms, for her loving mother.

Mom kissed my neck, still filming Colleen's naughty performance. "Are you guys going to do it again, or can I let your father come home."

I looked at my girlfriend. "I want to," she said softly, breathing hard. "But I know it'll kill me. Can we save it for tomorrow?"

"Of course."

She looked down, and saw that I was hard. "I don't want to leave you like that."

"I'll be fine. This was wonderful."

Mom leaned down and sucked me, teasing, stroking me, until I was rock hard. She took me by the hand and pulled me off the bed, while Penny watched us, her forehead crinkled up in curiosity. Mom guided me to the end of the bed, where I looked down at Colleen's ass, lifted up nice and high, while she went down on her daughter. "Looks like it could use filling," Mom teased.

I looked over at Penny, and she slowly smiled, nodding, giving me a thumbs up. Colleen seemed oblivious to it all until I pressed my latest erection between her legs, and thrust in.

"Oh my God!" she gasped, before lowering her mouth down between her daughter's legs.

I grabbed her hips and started hammering away at her. She was tight, and wet, and felt great. Big soft rear end, cheeks jiggling with each deep stroke. I had her moaning quickly, her efforts to please her daughter falling to the wayside. Penny got up and crawled to the end of the bed next to me. "You and Mom are bad," she said.

"Not my idea," I told her, grinning while I plowed her mother. "I'd rather being doing this to you again."

"No, but I didn't see you fighting too hard."

I reached out for her, pulling her close, kissing her.

She pulled away. "This is so wrong. Kissing me while you're fucking Momma. I should be mad at you. This is my night."

"Should I stop?" I asked.

"No!" came a muffled reply from her mom.

"I guess," she sighed, "since you're already this far, you might as well finish her. I suppose you're going to want me to bring Dani over here as well, collect the whole trifecta. At least she's not a virgin." She leaned over and smacked her Mom's butt. "What do you think, Momma. Should I call in Dani?"

Colleen was gasping, "Just us, baby girl. He's just for us."

"Was she Good Mom, tonight, or Bad Mom?" I asked my sexy girlfriend.

"Mostly bad. Teasing you like that. On my special night."

"She did take care of you at the end," I reminded her.

"Alright. She was Good Mom. Why?"

"A bad mom, we'd spank and leave hanging. A good mom gets to come for us."

"She was good and bad. Why don't we spank her, and then you can make her come on your cock."

"You are a wicked little girl," I told her, pulling her close for another kiss.

I pulled out of Colleen, making her moan. I lifted her up and turned her to face me. She looked dazed. I kissed her feeling her respond, my hands gliding over her skin, fondling her soft, mature body. "You were very naughty, Colleen. Teasing me on your daughter's big night."

She grinned sheepishly. "I was just playing, Jeremy. Trying to make things less stressful."

"Your daughter thinks I should spank you, and then make you come on my cock."

She smiled. "I did get naked. That was pretty naughty of me."

"Getting him 'ready' Mom? Really? You couldn't even wait until I'd had him one time?"

Colleen blushed, making my blood boil. "It was only a little taste, Princess."

I sat on the bed, patting my lap. "Now, Colleen."

She laid across me, naked and beautiful. She had a hell of an ass, round and soft, well padded. Not firm and high, like Mom's bodacious butt, but still sexy as hell. I wanted to chew on it. She jumped when I smacked her, leaving a red hand-print.

Penny giggled. "Move up the bed, Jeremy."

I moved further up the bed, dragging poor Colleen with me. Penny moved closer, sitting facing me, wedging her legs underneath her mother, beside mine. Her mother was lying across both our laps. Penny gave her a smack, setting her ass cheeks jiggling. I followed up with a swat of my own. A couple of minute later, Colleen's cheeks were nice and pink. I had a couple of fingers inside of her, teasing her, using my other hand for the spanking.

"Your butt looks really big like this," Penny teased.

Colleen whined, "Don't be mean, baby. It's not that big, is it?"

I slapped her hard, twice. "No Colleen. You have a very sexy butt. Soft and smooth, and very, very kissable."

Penny smacked her mother's butt again, hard. "If anyone's kissing any butt, my rotten mother will be kissing mine!" she snapped. "Stripping naked Momma? You just had to show off your big tits, didn't you. He's mine!" she growled spanking her mother hard. Colleen's ass was turning a bright red.

I pulled Penny's face closer and we kissed, over her mother's glowing butt. "She did give you quite a few kisses, if not on your butt, pretty darn close."

Penny blushed. "I guess she wasn't all bad."

I nodded, smacking her Mom's rear playfully, not hard at all, just enough to keep it nice and red, and keep those soft cheeks shaking.

"Please, kids, enough! I'll be good," she squealed.

Penny pinched her butt, making her jump. "Will you be very good?"

"Very good. I promise."

Penny slapped her mother's ass really hard, the sound echoing in the room, making Colleen cry out. "He's mine Momma. My boyfriend. Not yours. You have Daddy."

Colleen was on the verge of tears. "I know, Princess. All yours. Anybody seeing the way he looks at you would know. The way he made love to you, damn! He's yours, and I don't think anything could change that." She sniffed, "I'm so jealous of you, baby girl. To have a man like that your first time. I only wanted to be a part of it."

SMACK. "Mine Mom."

"Yes," she moaned, lying helplessly on my lap. "He's yours. I won't interfere, unless you invite me. I promise."

Penny looked at me. She nodded toward her mother's head. "Make her blow you."

I moved down Colleen's body, until her face was resting in my lap. "Open up, beautiful Mommy," I told her.

She opened her mouth and took me in, sucking me like her life depended on it.

Penny was still swatting her. Playfully, teasing. "Is she being good?"

"Very good. You come by this honestly."

"Don't come in her mouth. I want to watch her ride you," Penny said.

That's why Mom found us in a cute little three-way. I was on my back with Colleen riding my cock, while her daughter sat on my face. We had been at it a few minutes when she got there. I was getting crazy excited, once I starting thinking about the fact that I had a mother/daughter thing going on. Hot mother/daughter, with the Mommy riding me like a champion cowgirl. I almost giggled, thinking about getting her one of those over-sized award rodeo belt buckles. 'Champion Bareback Rider' seemed fitting.

Mom interrupted my little fantasy. "Your father will be here in about 15 minutes. We should start cleaning up soon."

Penny climbed off my face a little while later, and I saw Mom had the camera out again. Penny went to her, pulling her by the hand. "Ride his face, Mom."

"Oh, baby. I can't."

"Of course you can. You let him fuck my Momma!" She tugged again, pulling the camera out of her hand. "Just for a minute. For me? Please? On my special day."

Mom let her have her way, sitting astride my face. I was in heaven. I licked her eagerly. "No pictures, Penny. Harold will kill me. This stays a secret. Just us girls."

"We'll keep these separate. You've filmed me enough tonight."

Colleen was gasping. "You want a turn over here, Alice? He's incredible."

"God. I wish. I can't. I promised Harold I wouldn't. Even this is too much."

"Your loss. He's going to make me come again," she gasped.

I didn't make Mom come for me, although I tried. I did get a nice little orgasm out of Colleen, and I gave her a load to remember the evening by. Moments later Mom was chasing me and Penny out of the room. I took her to my bedroom, lying down with her, playing around. "Happy?" I asked.

"Ecstatic. I'm just sad it's going to end in three weeks."

"Go on hold. Not end. I think I'll be coming home pretty regularly. We can have some nice weekends together."

"Would you want to? Keep it going? I could come and visit you some weekends."

"I'd like that."

She hugged me. "You're not going to keep screwing Momma are you?"

"No baby. I think that's a one-time thing. Your special night."

She kissed me. "Every now and then might be Ok, and only when I'm there. I don't want it to be a regular thing, like everyday for lunch."

"No. If we do it again, I'll let you decide when and how."

She hugged me. "I had the most incredible night. I'll remember this forever, Jeremy. You were perfect. I don't think a girl could ask for a better first time."

"The Moms weren't too much of a distraction?"

"They were great. I had no idea Momma would be like that. I think we're going to be close like you and your parents now. I love that."

I gave her a last kiss. "We need to get you dressed. Dad sees you like this, all gorgeous, naked and freshly fucked, and Mom won't be able to walk straight for weeks."

She giggled. "If he walks in the other room, my Momma might not be able to walk right for months.

She grabbed my cock. "I just had the most wicked thought. What if he walked in that room, and took it out on Momma, and then you went in there and helped him?"

I was surprised. "You are a dirty girl. You'd want me to double-team your mom with Dad?"

She grinned. "It was just an idea. Two huge cocks at once? She'd owe me, like, forever." She laughed. "God, Jeremy! You got hard? You want to tag-team Momma?"

"Fantasy. I've imagined working over a girl or two with Dad."

"Me?" she asked nervously.

"Maybe." I couldn't say it was my Mom.

"Who else?" she asked, stroking my cock.

"Aunt Marie, and now your Mom."

"How did you imagine it, with me?" she asked.

"I'm not letting him have this pussy," I teased. "It's all mine. I thought he could tell us how close you are to being as good as Mom, in the blow-job department."

She pouted. "That wouldn't be fair. I couldn't give him my best if your big thing was inside me."

"That's why it's a fantasy. In my dreams, you're perfect."

She smiled, kissing me. "You dream about me?"

"I do. I fantasize about you, too."

"How would you do my Mom?" she asked.

I laughed. "We'd make her our cum slut. All openings, all ways. We'd wear her out. Mouth and pussy, mouth and ass, pussy and ass, each of us taking turns in each opening. We'd fuck her for hours and hours, and when she collapsed, we'd keep on using her until we couldn't get it up for her." I whispered in her ear, "When she was too tired to go on, I'd bring you in to keep us hard with your amazing mouth, before fucking the shit out of your poor Momma's unconscious body."

"God, that's nasty. You'd want to fuck her in the butt?"

"I don''t know. Never done it. Dad loves it, though. He and Mom do it all the time, at least once a week. If we did do your Mom, I'm not about to let Dad be the only one to fuck that big yummy ass."

"Jesus, Jeremy! That's pretty crazy. We might have to do that."

"Me, Dad and your Mom? Or me, Dad and you?" I teased.

"You'd really let me blow him?" she asked nervously.

I'd let her? Not make her? "What I'd really like to see is Mom teach you, working with me and Dad."

"Oh, God! Really? Two big cocks? All mine?" she murmured, rubbing up against me. "Why both of you?" she asked.

"He knows how good she is. He can tell you what you're doing right or wrong. I don't know enough. As far as I can tell, you're living perfection."

She hugged me. "After tonight, you must know I'll never be able to say no to you. God, Jeremy, I hurt so good. Every little hurt reminding me."

Mom poked her head in the door. "Enough, you heathens. Get dressed. He's going to pull up any minute. Your father sees her like that, I won't be responsible for any of the women in this house. Your sweet little girlfriend's in no shape to handle him," she teased.

Penny giggled. "Sounds like a reason to stay naked."

Colleen was standing behind Mom. "Penny!"

"Don't sweat it Momma. I'd let him have you first. I might even let Jeremy help him."

That got Mom laughing. "Stop. Get dressed or no play time for a week."

I scrambled out of bed like someone had lit me on fire, throwing on shorts and shirt, getting both our moms to laugh. Penny got up slowly, walking weird, and her mother handed over her clothing.

"Remember, kids, Alice and I stayed out of it, Ok?" Colleen said quietly. "This has to be our little secret. We were just there for support."

Mom handed me the camera. "I expect you to make that clear on the video. Both Dad's are going to see that."

Penny looked mortified. "Dad? He's going to see it?"

Colleen gave her a hug. "His birthday present. Best damned present he's ever going to get."

"He won't get mad?" Penny asked nervously.

"Mad? He'll be jealous as hell. We both thought you were already putting out. Seeing your first time, as wonderful as that? We couldn't ask for anything better for our baby."

I heard the Jeep pull up outdoors. Hard to miss it, followed by the hum of the garage door opening.

"Mums the word," Mom said.

"We understand," I gave her a hug. "Thanks for everything. You both were great."

She kissed me. "No baby. Thank you for sharing with us." She patted my rear. "Go welcome home your Dad, and get him a beer. He's going to have a lot of questions."

I gave Penny a quick kiss, and gave Colleen's butt a squeeze, before running out the door. I met him coming in the garage, and gave him a grin. "Sorry Mom kicked you out. You missed an epic evening."

He raised an eyebrow. "Am I going to get to hear about it?"

"Of course. Who else could I tell? Better yet, tomorrow you're going to get to see it all on our new camera."

That got a grin out of him. "Tomorrow?"

I nodded. "I promised Penny she'd get to see it first. She's a little embarrassed. She said she might want to veto a few things."

I walked past him to the fridge, grabbing two beers. "You up for one?"

"Hell yeah. Let me get out of the monkey suit, and we'll talk."

He was almost to the stairs when the girls came down. Colleen lead the way, walking up to him and giving him a hug and a nice kiss. "Thank you, Harold."

He seemed surprised, but not nearly as much as when Penny wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a toe-curler. "I'm sorry I was so nervous. I should have let you stay, Daddy. I hope you like the movie."

He was struggling to answer, when Mom caught him. "I'm going to make this up to you. I promise." She whispered in his ear, and I saw him drop his coat on the ground. The other girls laughed.

"Goodnight, Jeremy," Colleen called out. "It was a perfect evening."

"'Night, Fuck God. See you tomorrow?" Penny asked from the front door.

"Absolutely. You and I have a movie to review."

She laughed, "See you tomorrow, Mom. Thanks again. You're the best."

Dad stared at the door for a few seconds. He picked up his coat, jogging up the stairs. "I'll be down in one minute. One minute."

Mom laughed, flowing into my arms. "I'm so proud of you, Jeremy. You were perfect tonight."

"You were pretty amazing too. God, I love you so much."

She pressed her lips to my ear. "You have to win me. You have to. I'm going crazy."

"I will Mom. Within the week, if you'll help."

"Whatever you need. Count me in. I want a night like tonight."

I sat on the couch, and Mom sat in my lap, letting me play with her breasts, until Dad came down. He sat next to us, took the beer I handed to him, then patted his lap. Mom scooted over to him, giving him a hug. "You'd be so proud of him. So much like you I almost cried."

He grinned. "Ok. I'm proud. Now what the hell was that all about?"

"Penny's first time. We wanted to make it perfect for her."

"No shit? You nailed her?" he asked me.

"Amazing Dad. She was incredible."

"You and Colleen?" he asked Mom.

"She was there for moral support. I ran the camera."

"Jesus. Whatever that camera cost, I'm going to pay you back double," he told me.

I laughed. "You paid for it."

"Oh. That's right. I'm going to pay you anyway. Take that girl out somewhere nice, buy her a car. Do something."

Mom laughed. "You haven't even seen the video yet."

"Is it good?" he asked.

She nodded. "Unbelievable. And I mean that. Inconceivable." She leaned against him. "You remember our first time?"

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"Like it was yesterday," he said, hugging her close.

"How difficult it was for me? For a long time?"

He nodded slowly. "I loved you so much for that. Sticking with it, being so patient with me. I wish I'd known more."

She kissed him softly. "I was certain it would be like that for her. You know Jeremy's as big as you."

He nodded. "So I'm told."

She looked at him askance. "Told? You have the video of him and Penny."

"Yes. He's big."

"We didn't want it to be like that. Not that I'm complaining, but it hurt. A lot."

"Was she alright?" he asked nervously.

"Harold, he was perfect. He got her loose and relaxed. He went down on her and gave her the most amazing orgasm, then she gave him a spectacular blow-job." She leaned against him. "Things got a little iffy there, but I don't want to keep anything from you."

"Iffy? How?"

"She made him come all over her face, and wanted me to clean it up, like she said on our video."

"Damn it, Alice! I thought we'd talked about this."

"I know. I'm sorry. But she was so excited, and it might have ruined everything if I didn't go along. It was going so beautifully, and I didn't want to ruin the mood. Colleen helped me. Jeremy filmed it for you." She nuzzled his neck. "Don't be mad honey. That was the worst I did. That wasn't so terrible was it?"

He sighed. "I guess not. If that was the worst."

She nodded. "We were very naughty. Colleen kissed me. Not a friendly little kiss either. She's wild. And we both fed his cum to that darling girl. With our tongues."

"God, Alice! You have that on video?"

"Perfect picture, Dad. Unbelievably hot. Did you know her Mom was like that?"

"Colleen? Not in the slightest. I never would have guessed that. Not in a hundred years."

"After that, our boy went down on her again, getting her going, until she was begging him for it. We got her lubed up..."

"You got her lubed up?" he asked.

"Colleen did, I put some pillows under her hips, and Jeremy went to work. Not before Colleen made sure our boy was nice and ready."

"Shit!" he groaned. "Do I want to know how she got him ready?"

Mom grinned, "Penny comes by her love of blow-jobs honestly. Like mother like daughter."

"Son of a Bitch!" He turned to me. "Really?"

"Only for a minute or so, pretty amazing." I turned to Mom. "I thought we were going to keep some things quiet? She might not want everyone to know."

She glared at me. "Are we going to keep secrets from your father, Jeremy?"

"No ma'am."

"No ma'am is right! You won't talk about this to anyone else, you understand, but we keep nothing from your father. Am I understood?"

Dad interrupted. "Don't be hard on him, Alice. He wasn't trying to keep things from me. Not about anything that matters. She's married. I can understand him not wanting to tell tales, especially if she asked you not to."

"Say what you will, Harold. No secrets. Not about bedroom stuff. Hold one thing back, and soon it's another, and then another. Do you want that?" She was still sounding pretty angry. I didn't like that.

Neither did Dad. He grabbed her by the shoulders, firmly, his voice hard. "No. But let me make my point clear, Alice. Very clear. I have my rules. If you break them, like licking Penny's face, I want to know. If you make a promise to someone else, someone not in this family, I don't want you breaking that promise. Am I understood?"

She nodded quietly. "Perfectly. I'm certain she didn't want us to keep the licking from you. We videoed it. I specifically told Jeremy to film it for the Dads."

"She did, Dad. It's the only time I had the camera all night."

"Dads? So I suppose Joe's going to get a copy of this video?" Dad asked.

"It is his daughter. Colleen said it was going to be a birthday present."

"He's not going to be a little surprised seeing my wife licking our son's cum off his daughter's face?"

"Surprised? Probably. Colleen did worse. They have no room to talk. Hell, he's going to be watching a video of his gorgeous daughter being deflowered. He's going to love it."

Dad didn't look ecstatic.

I scooted over next to him, and Mom stretched her legs out on mine. "Dad, wait 'til you see the video. The whole night was amazing. If you want me to take anything out, I will. I promise."

I rubbed Mom's legs. "Mom was an angel. She knew what to do, every step of the way, thanks to you. She told me everything. How hard to push, how deep to go, when to slow down, when to speedup. I would have made a mess of it without her. You'll see."

He chuckled, grudgingly. "She does know a lot about taking big cocks."

Mom smacked him teasingly. "God, Harold, you make me sound like a slut! One big cock."

He nodded. "One." He turned back to me, "Continue."

"It was so hard to get started with her. I couldn't get in. She was tight as a fist, and practically crying. Collen was almost in tears herself, eyes clenched closed, holding Penny's hand."

"Explain to me again why she was there," he asked Mom.

"It's the biggest day of Penny's life! As big as her wedding, or first child. It's different for us girls. What girl doesn't want her Mom at her side in the delivery room, or when she's walked to the altar? God, Harold, it was so beautiful. You'll see. When she started coming on our boy's cock, she called out for her momma. I was almost in tears."

"She came for you? Her first time?"

Mom was relaxing, stretching out, her bottom resting between my legs and Dads. She had pulled his hand into her nightgown, and he was playing with her tits. I was rubbing her legs, halfway up her thighs.

"It was wonderful," Mom said. "Tell him, honey."

"I really struggled to get in her. She cried when I forced the first couple of inches in. I was ready to stop. She wouldn't let me. It must have taken another five minutes of Mom's coaching to get halfway inside her. Penny was whimpering and moaning the whole time, and I felt so bad for her. I wasn't even enjoying it that much, because she was so tight it hurt."

"What lube were you using?"

"The Pink, dear," Mom said.

He grunted. "Good stuff. Didn't it help?"

"Probably impossible without it. I don't know how you and Mom managed without."

He grinned. "I'll tell you, it wasn't easy."

"But worth it," I reminded him.

"Hell yeah. Best little pussy in 50 states," he teased, reaching down and rubbing Mom's crotch.

"Harold..." she whispered.

"Hush, you. Tell me he didn't see this tonight."

She turned her head, nuzzling his side. Silent.

She whimpered when I saw his fingers pull her panties aside and slide into her.

He looked over at me. "You were halfway inside Penny?"

"Yeah. Almost ready to give up. I'd spent the whole time working my way in. Mom said Penny was ready, and I started actually screwing her. Pulling out and pushing back in. It took forever, but eventually she started loosening up, and it wasn't like putting my dick through a grinder, finally."

"And that was with the lube," he said.

"A huge amount. I did get a rhythm going, and she seemed to be fine with it. She had stopped crying and groaning, and Colleen said she was Ok. Mom told me to push further. By the time I had all but a couple of inches in her, Penny was moaning again, but better. A good moan."

Dad grinned, fingering Mom hard, and getting a nice little response. "That kind of moan?" he teased.

Wow! "Exactly. So I sped up, fucking her harder, and the more I did, the better she responded. When I finally got all of it in her, she cried out for her Mom, and I could swear she came a little."

"A little?" Mom asked. "You need to learn more about women, baby. That was a nice one." She had opened her legs, and I had a hell of a view of Dad groping her.

"After that, I let loose. I fucked her hard, Dad. Mom told me to push her legs back, and as soon as I did, she came for me again."

"G-spot, son. Tilt her legs back, lift her hips, lower yours, and you're riding her g-spot. Big orgasms that way."

"Wow. Thanks. I wondered about that. It felt great."

"I know. Rubbing the crest of your head against the top of her cunt. It can make you too sensitive if you're not careful. Shorten the ride. We wouldn't want that."

Mom moaned when he said 'cunt', pressing his fingers into her hard. She was leaking pretty heavily. I could smell it from where I was. It was ridiculous that I was getting hard again after all I'd been through. Only for Mom.

"I guess the lube helped there. It was perfect. I couldn't believe how good it felt."

"Sounds to me like you lasted more than a couple of minutes," Dad said.

Mom was moaning softly, while Dad kept diddling her. "Forever, dear. He lasted forever. His Daddy's boy."

I laughed. "Forever, or maybe 15-20 minutes. Getting her to blow me first helped a lot. That didn't last long."

"With those two MILFs egging you on? Why am I not surprised?" He gave Mom a few rough strokes and she moaned for us again.

"Once she came for me like that, I rode her hard. All the way in, pounding her. I was bottoming out on every stroke, and she seemed to love it. She was building up to a big one. I saw enough of her orgasms yesterday to know what was happening. Mom told me to keep it steady, like I was doing it, until I couldn't hold back any longer. When I came in her she completely exploded, screaming, trembling, her whole body shaking. It went on and one. God, Dad, I wish you could have been there! I didn't know girls could come like that."

Dad was grinning at me again. He nodded down to his hand, and started hammering at Mom's pussy. She gasped, twisting her legs. "Hold her," he said.

I pinned her legs down, stopping her struggling, holding her open for him. I couldn't believe my eyes when he grabbed the crotch of her panties and tore them open. He stuck two fingers in her, and pounded her pussy. It scared me, how rough he was being, and she was getting off on it. Mom's legs started shaking, and he pulled his hand away, laughing. Mom immediately squirted on me, her whole body spasming, and Dad starting slapping her pussy, making her scream.

"Kind of like that?" he asked me.

I was gob-smacked. Completely in awe of my father. "Jesus, Dad. How'd you do that?"

He looked at me oddly for a bit, quietly before he seemed to come to a decision. "Pull her down into your lap," he said softly.

I lifted her hips, still trembling, setting her in my lap. Dad leaned over and took my hand in his. "These two fingers," he said, pushing down the two middle ones. He drew my hand down to her pussy, pushing those two fingers into her. "See that? Holding her like a case of beer, two fingers, two knuckles deep." He slid his fingers in with mine, pressing upward. "Up here, on top, that rough area. That's what you want. Now, like this." He started jerking his hand upward hard. "Pound her there. Hard. You can't be too rough. You try it."

I started pulling upward.

"Harder, son. She can take it."

Harder she got. Very hard. Lifting her hips by her tight little pussy, making her whimper and moan.

"That's it. This one should be quick. Once you get the first one, the rest are easy."

I copied what I'd seen, slamming away at the top of her pussy, making her squirm.

"Hold still, Alice," he told her, holding her shoulders down. "Use your other hand to keep her legs open, Jeremy."

I pushed her opposite leg away, still fingering her roughly. I felt her pussy pulse, swelling beneath my fingers, and she went off, screaming. She squirted on my hand, and I pulled it away, watching her come so hard, amazed at what I'd accomplished.

"You felt it, didn't you? Right before she comes?" Dad asked, as Mom continued to come for us.

"I did."

"Good. Next time, you pull away at that moment and enjoy the show. Give her another one, let's see you get this one right."

Mom gasped. "No Harold, no more."

"Hush, or I'll let him do it with my cock up your ass. Now be good."

I opened her legs, and she whimpered when I slid my fingers back inside her. Dad had her nightie pulled up to her shoulders and started playing with her tits, pulling on her nipples, while I hammered her pussy. It didn't take more than a minute or two this time, before I felt that pulse again. She cried out when I pulled my fingers away, squirting powerfully, unlike the first two times, wetting the couch down to her knees. She was crying, squirming, and kept coming over and over again.

"That's a huge one, you did good," Dad said, putting his hand around my neck and giving me that familiar squeeze of approval. "Smack her clit lightly, and we can keep her going for a while."

I grinned for him, and starting patting her clit. "A little firmer," he said softly.

Mom was going nuts, twisting and turning, her legs shaking uncontrollably. She started to slide off my lap. "Don't let her get away. Control her," Dad said.

I grabbed her by the pussy, and pulled her back, making her cry out even louder. I slapped her soaked pussy, grinding my cock into her ass, watching Dad strip her, teasing her, tweaking her nipples. It seemed like she'd lost control of all her muscles. I thought she was finally coming down when he leaned against me, "God, isn't she beautiful like this?"

"Incredible, Dad."

"Again, one last one. Like the last one, that was perfect."

I was alway proud when he acknowledged my getting something right. No more so than that moment. I reached into Mom, finding that magical spot, before tugging upward hard, like I was going to pull her pussy apart. She was crying hysterically, pushing me away with her hands, until Dad held her down. It took a little longer, and I was worried that we'd worn her out, until the waves took over her body, and I felt that tell-tale pulse. I pulled away, letting her squirt, before slapping at her dripping pussy, her juices splashing everywhere, her body once again spinning out of control.

She was oddly quiet, and I looked up to see Dad had his forearm pressed against her mouth and she was biting him.

Dad looked at me and smiled. "That was good. We have to let her down easy now, this is hard on her."

She kept squirming, muscles clenching spasmodically, once again in danger of falling off the couch. I leaned over, hugging her hips, holding her safely, kissing her soft belly. "Relax, Mom," I said softly, "Relax, that was beautiful. It's over now. Relax." I kept talking to her, holding her, my hands caressing her softly, my lips brushing across her hips, her belly, her pubis.

Dad was holding her in his arms, soothing her. "Shh, Alice, it's Ok. We're here. Jeremy and I. You're safe. We love you, baby."

He reached out squeezing my shoulder, the closest thing we have to a hug. "We can't do this very often. It takes a lot out of her. There are not many women that can let go like that, completely. It requires total and absolute trust." He lifted her like a ragdoll, and left her in my arms, naked straddling me. "Hold her for a bit. She needs to feel safe before she can come back to us. I'm going to get her some water, she's going to need it."

I held her, kissing her cheeks, her slender neck, holding her firmly in my arms. She was whimpering, even giggling, completely out of it. I felt her grind against me. I reached down and cupped her ass cheek, pushing down, settling her. "You were perfect Mom. I've never seen anything more beautiful. I love you, Mom. I'm here for you, and I love you."

She shivered. "Jeremy?"

I hugged her tight, "Welcome back, Mom."

She settled into my arms, purring. "Mmm, my naughty boys," she murmured, rubbing her head into my shoulder, curling up in my lap.

Dad showed up with a glass of water. "How is she?" he asked.

"Seems better. She knew who I was a second ago."

Dad leaned over, tilting her head back. "Alice," he said firmly.

She opened her eyes, giving him the most beautiful innocent smile. "Harold."

"Drink some water for me, please."

"I'm so tired. Jeremy has me."

"Yes he does. Drink, just a little Ok?"

She nodded, tilting her head back, and letting him place the glass against her lips. He raised the glass and she slowly drank about a third of it. "More, Alice," Dad said when she turned her head away.

"Sleepy," she pouted.

"Drink," he said firmer.

She was like an exhausted little girl. Shaking her head.

"Please, Alice, for Daddy?" he said softly.

"From your lips," she whispered.

Dad took a sip, and pressed his lips to hers, pulling back after a few moments. Mom cuddled into me. "Yummy Daddy," she whispered, already half asleep.

Dad lifted her chin up. "One more time, alright honey? From Daddy's lips."

She pouted. "No. From baby's lips."

Dad sighed and gave me the glass. I filled my mouth, draining the glass, and pressed my mouth against hers. She opened hers, and I let the water slowly drain into it, her tongue lashing out and teasing me while I did. When I was empty I kissed her softly.

"Good Mommy," I said softly.

She grinned, and pressed up against me, purring.

Dad got up and and grabbed an afghan, putting it around her shoulders. "Hell of a night, huh?"

"No kidding."

"Did you get any of that Colleen?" he asked, teasing.

"A little at the end. Penny was wiped out, and I was hard. I don't know if we have it on video. Mom was calling you around then, and we were starting to clean up."

"You lead a charmed life, Jeremy."

"You're not doing so bad yourself, old man. What you did with Mom? Unbelievable."

"No. It just takes time and patience, love and trust to get a woman there. We've had years and years to get it right."

She felt so wonderful, sleeping naked in my arms. The perfect end to a perfect day.

"Is she out for good, now?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. She'll be useless until she wakes up tomorrow."

"There's a DVD on my dresser upstairs that's labeled 'Dad'. You want to get it?"

"Now?"

"I think you'll like it," I said.

"I thought it wouldn't be ready until tomorrow."

"This is a different one. Trust me, Dad. You'll want to see it."

He heaved a sigh and made that huge journey up the stairs and down the hall. He came back down with the DVD in hand. "Can I get you a beer, I'm going to have one more."

"No Dad. I'm good."

He looked at me holding Mom in my arms. "Yeah, I guess you are."

He grabbed his beer and put the DVD on. "Use the headphones," I told him.

Dad grabbed the headphones adjusting the audio output. The DVD Menu came up, with two entries. 'Penny BJ' and 'Marie Confession'. He looked over at me, eyebrows furled in confusion. I nodded back at the screen.

Dad's weird. I know I would have gone instantly to the Marie Confession. Not Dad. Penny BJ was the first entry so he watched it in its entirety. About halfway through, he had his cock out, stroking it.

I, on the other hand, was more than content to hold my Mom, adjusting her in my lap, caressing her smooth skin, fondling her ass, cupping her tits. I stayed away from between her legs, figuring she had to be pretty damn sore down there. I did cup it a couple of times, gently rubbing, imagining using it. I was in heaven. What a wonderful way to wind down the day. I was done. Fucked out, but I still saw Mom out of control, a damn orgasm machine, and then got to hold her wonderful naked body.

Dad finished the first video, and moved onto the second. He watched in confusion, looking over at me several times at the beginning, unable to tear his eyes away once Aunt Marie was naked, stroking me on the screen.

I couldn't remember the words, so I watched, relaxed, enjoying the view of Aunt Marie's body, comparing it to the beautiful girl in my arms. Dad seemed to be enjoying it too, stroking his meat fast.

He turned to me, while Aunt Marie showed him her virgin butthole. "Wake her up, Jeremy. Now. Hurry."

I gave Mom a shake. "Mom. Wake up. Now Mom, wake up."

Her eyes fluttered open. "Jeremy," she said smiling.

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Dad stood over her, his cock red and angry. "Open up, Alice. Now!" he said very firmly. I was shocked by her response, sitting up, stretching her head forward, opening her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out. Dad slid his cock between her lips and looking back at the paused image of Aunt Marie's puckered butt-hole, he came in Mom's mouth, groaning. She swallowed his load, sucking softly until he pulled away. Dad stroked her cheek. "Very good, Alice. Good girl."

She smiled, her eyes still closed. "Thank you, Harold," she murmured, settling back into my arms.

Dad must have watched that video for at least an hour. He watched it all the way through again, then started picking and choosing his parts. The butt part was an obvious favorite.

"Wake her gently, Jeremy. I'm sorry about last time. I didn't expect it to come on that fast."

"You want to do it inside her?" I asked. "We wouldn't have to wake her."

"If we hadn't played so hard, I would. It would hurt her now. She's dry and worn out. Her mouth is best. Don't worry, she's used to this."

I nudged her slowly awake, teasing her. "Wake up Mom. C'mon, wake up. Time for another feeding," I told her kissing her face. "Mmm. Jeremy feeding?" she asked.

"No Mom. Daddy feeding. Wake up Ok?" She grinned, sitting up a little straighter. Dad walked over, using the same exact words. "Open up, Alice. Now!" She opened her mouth again, leaning forward for her prize. Dad put his cock in Mom's mouth, and stroked it, while she sucked on the end. He had the remote going, replaying Aunt Marie's early blow-job. His hand was moving easily, Mom sucking away contentedly. Dad fast forwarded to Aunt Marie showing off her pussy, and then back to her tight virgin ass, offering it to him. His hand became a blur, occasionally hitting Mom's chin. She didn't seem to mind as he groaned his release, filling her mouth again. "Good girl," he said softly, and she smiled. "Thank you Daddy," she whispered, leaning back into me.

Dad sat back on the couch, still watching my aunt. He turned to me. "If you need to come, you can use her mouth. I understand."

He couldn't have stunned me harder if he'd hit me with a 2x4. "I'm fine now."

"Alright, but if you do need it, go ahead."

I hadn't, but when I thought about it, watching Aunt Marie, feeling up Mom, that started to change. I rose up and pulled my shorts down, freeing my cock. I started stroking it under the covers, reaching between her legs to do so. Mom seemed to wake a little, cuddling into me, then reaching down and playing with my cock. "Naughty Jeremy," she whispered softly, stroking me.

I couldn't believe how fast she had me ready. "Wake up Mom," I said softly.

She smiled, her eyes fluttering open. "Jeremy feeding?" she asked.

"Yes Mom, Jeremy feeding." I slid her off my lap, standing over her, my cock in front of her face. "Open up Mom," I said. She grinned, shaking her head no.

"Please Mom, Open up for me," I asked her. She clenched her lips, giving a quick shake of her head.

I looked over and Dad was watching me. "Open up, Alice, Now!" I growled at her.

She grinned and opened her mouth wide. I slid my cock between her lips, barely in time. She sucked me for a few seconds, before I had to come, giving her yet another feeding. I let her suck me dry, and didn't stop her until I firmed up again. I eased out of my Mom's naughty mouth. "Good girl," I whispered, kissing her forehead. "Thank you, baby," she said.

Dad pushed me out of the way, "Open up, Alice. Now!" She opened her mouth quickly, and he barely got between her lips before he came for her. A few seconds later he pulled out. "Good girl," he said and she smiled for him. "Thank you, Harold." She gave a little burp and giggled. "Yummy," she purred.

I sat down and took her back in my lap, ashamed of how we both were using her.

"Don't," Dad said softly. He had the movie paused on a closeup of Aunt Marie's pucker. "Don't think about it like that. She loves it."

Damn, he knew me so well. "She completely out of it, Dad," I said softly.

"No. She knows what's happening. She really does love it. She won't remember much tomorrow, but she'll remember every one of those loads. I know I'll be catching hell for letting your first time in her mouth be like that, but she'll thank me for it. Thank both of us."

He moved closer, brushing her hair back from her face. "She's a very sexual creature, your mother. She loves to be used. She craves it. It's part of why I've never shared her. She's so easily dominated. You won't go beyond what I allow, will you?"

"No Dad. You've never told me your rules, and Mom has only hinted at them. Whatever you say, I swear to you, as God is my witness, I won't go any further. I won't let her either. She tends to want to bend the rules sometimes."

He grinned. "I know. I'd appreciate that, if you kept her in line."

He looked serious for a moment. "She's still mine, you understand."

I nodded.

"No fucking. None. Not in her pussy, not in her ass."

"I won't."

"Nobody else gets to use her."

"Of course not!"

He laughed. "You say that easily enough, but what about when your girlfriend's mother shows up with a strap-on?"

"I understand. Her pussy and ass are off limits."

"Not off-limits. She can't be penetrated. If Penny decides she wants to pleasure your Mom, and you're Ok with it, I can let that slide. I wouldn't mind a video," he said grinning.

"Ok. I understand."

"Nobody but us, Penny and her Mom, and your Aunt."

"Got it."

"Ok, I think that covers it. Now you want to explain what that movie was about?" He nodded toward the screen.

"I thought it spoke for itself. She wants you, bad. Always has. She compares every man to you and of course they fall short. No wonder she goes through them like Kleenexes."

"Why? Why are you doing this? I'm not going to let you fuck your Mom, just because you hand me Marie on a silver platter."

"It's not that, Dad. I'm not trying to trade for her. If it was that easy, I'd have a line of girls out the door, ready to do anything you wanted."

He laughed. "I bet you would."

"I want to patch things up between Mom and Aunt Marie. Once and for all. I need you to help. You have more influence than anyone on her."

"Don't sell yourself short, Jeremy. You can wrap her around your little finger."

"Help me, Dad. I'm going to have Marie begging on her hands and knees for forgiveness, and opening her soul to Mom. You need to let Mom know that Marie's been good all these years. She has, hasn't she?"

Dad nodded. "Surprisingly so. Still flirting and the occasional teasing flash, but very well behaved."

"She's trying, Dad. Mom misunderstands. Marie wasn't trying to steal me. She wants to share. She'd never try to take you away from Mom. But she's willing to do anything to be under your control."

"She said that to you?"

I laughed. "Yes. She said that to you, on the video."

"Blow-jobs? Anal? That's not Marie."

"For you it is. She'll be our personal house slut. We only have to convince Mom she's not a threat."

"You're certain she's not?"

"Dad! Would you leave Mom for anything? For her?"

He snapped. "Of course not!"

"Would I trade this here, holding her, for anything?"

He smiled, seeing my point. "I don't imagine you would."

"She's no threat to the family. But I bet she'd be a hell-of-a toy."

He leaned back, thinking. "You want her too, don't you?"

I nodded. "Right now, Mom has agreed that I can do anything but fuck her in the pussy. I've already fucked those tits."

"Amazing?" Dad asked.

"Incredible. You're going to have do that soon." I grinned. "She wants us both. At the same time."

"You're cool with that?" he asked.

"I've fantasized about it. Fucking Aunt Marie, lying on my back, holding her ass open for you, and listening to her scream."

"You're thinking the same about your mother, aren't you?"

"Of course. She's so much hotter than Aunt Marie."

"If I go along with this, I'm not saying I'm going to let you have her, you understand."

"Yes. This isn't about fucking Mom. It's not even about fucking Aunt Maire. I could do that right now if I wanted. Mom would be pissed, but Aunt Marie would let me. It's about Mom and her sister, and their relationship. I want her happy. Deliriously, stupidly, walking around with an inane grin all day, happy."

Dad nodded. "I'll help if I can."

He stood, "Give her to me, I'm taking her to bed. Let me know what I can do."

I stood, holding her and passed her to him. She seemed really nervous, scared for a second when we exchanged her, but once in Dad's arms she settled down, smiling so sweetly.

"You want to give her one more before I put her down?" he asked.

"No. I think I'll wait until she's awake."

Dad grinned. "You're not as dumb as you look."

I laughed, squeezing his shoulder, then leaning down and giving Mom a kiss on her magical lips. "Mom's brains, Dad's looks," I told him.

"Ain't that the truth. Put away that DVD for me?"

"On my computer desk anytime you want it."

Dad started to walk away.

"I love you, Dad."

He hesitated, one foot raised on the second riser. "I...me too, Son."

I cleaned up the room, putting away the DVD, throwing away the bottles, clearing up wine glasses. Keeping myself busy. Wouldn't do to get all sappy. I knew he loved me anyway. Didn't need to hear it. We were men.Hope you enjoyed the latest chapter in the Lap Moms saga. I enjoyed writing this one.

Two Moms, Two Laps: Movie Night - Incest/Taboo

Movie night at home will never be the same.

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Lap Moms 5: Two Moms, Two Laps: Movie Night

by Tx Tall Tales Movie night at home will never be the sameJe..re..my

Je..re..my

Such a sweet sound.

"Je..remy," Mom whispered into my ear.

"Mmm," I sighed, turning toward her.

"Je..remy," she whispered teasingly, nibbling on my ear.

I reached my arm out and pulled her close. "Love you, Mom," I sighed.

"Good morning, baby boy. I had the most wonderful dream last night."

I grinned, eyes still closed, enjoying the sound of her voice. "Me too."

"I dreamt my naughty son wore me out, making me come like crazy, while his Daddy taught him how."

"Mmm. Nice dream. I had one just like it."

She giggled, kissing my neck. "In my dream, my boy held me forever, protecting me, taking care of me, while he and his Daddy fed me."

"Sounds like a great dream to me."

"Did my naughty boy feed me last night?"

"I'm sure he did, Mom. You looked awfully hungry."

"Did his Daddy feed me too? While my boy was holding me?"

"Oh yeah. Dad fed you a lot. You should still be full."

"Is my baby going to feed me again?" Mom asked softly. I felt her tongue lick my cheek. Naughty Mommy.

"Every day. Perfect Mommy's should never go hungry."

"Now? Will he feed me now?"

"Your baby would love to feed you now."

Mom slid under the covers, and half asleep, I let her take care of me. It was beyond description, laying back lazily, knowing Mom was between my legs. Her soft hands caressed my legs and stomach. Tiny kisses, nuzzles and licks, teasing, pleasing, before her hot mouth encased me. She was amazingly gentle and tender, coaxing my cum out only after a delightfully long time of reminding me she was the best cocksucker in town.

"Open up, Alice. Now!" I teased.

She giggled, accepting my gift, letting me fill her mouth, sucking me clean.

"Good girl," I whispered.

"Thank you, baby. Mommy's happy."

I pulled her up the bed, cuddling her. "I love you, Mom."

She purred sweetly. "Mommy knows." She kissed my chest. "Your father says there are new rules. He won't tell me," she pouted.

"You thought I would, if he wouldn't?" I said, patting her naked bottom.

"He said that if you wanted to, you would. It was up to you." Mom had her leg over mine, rubbing against me, squirming cutely. I felt the warmth of her crotch, wet against my hip. "Please baby? I need to know. Did you win me yet?"

I lifted her face to mine, tasted her oh-so-kissable lips. "Not completely. Not yet. I'm working on it."

"Rules?" she pleaded. "Where do we have to stop?"

"No fucking, front or back. That's the main one you need to know."

She pouted. "Are there more?"

"Yes, but that's between Dad and me. As far as you're concerned, I'm not going to fuck you anymore. No mistakes, or bending rules. Not until Dad decides otherwise."

"You think he will?" she asked softly.

"I'm certain he will. Once you do your part."

"My part? What's that?"

"It's still a secret. You'll find out soon. In the meantime, my mouth and the sweet little Mommy pussy are going to become very good friends."

"There will be lots of feeding too, right baby?"

"Lots. Don't be surprised if I walk into your room in the middle of the night, and give you a midnight snack in Dad's bed."

Mom moaned softly, her hands rubbing my chest. She nibbled along my jawline. "That would be terribly naughty, Jeremy."

"As naughty as when I give you a late night snack, when his cock is buried in your incredible, bodacious ass, Mom?"

"You wouldn't dare," she said nervously.

"I most definitely will. Often, unless Dad tells me to stop."

"Tonight?"

"We'll see. If you're a very good Mommy."

I took Mom into her shower, and we cleaned up together. It was so decadent, being allowed to wash her and feel her, playing with her body, all with Dad's approval.

"You're sure this alright with your father?" she asked once again.

"Yes, Mom. It's fine," I told her, washing her tits for the third time.

We got out of the shower and dried off. "I'm going to finish getting ready in my bathroom," I told her. "I expect you naked in your bed, when I get back."

"In your father's bed?" she whined.

"Naked and ready."

I brushed my teeth, shaved close, did the usual clean-up. I ran downstairs and got two bottles of water, then returned to her room.

She was in her bed, the covers turned down next to her.

"You're sure this is alright," she asked nervously.

"Stop asking. I'm not going to break his rules, and I'm not going to allow you to, not anymore."

She nodded.

I pulled her into my arms. "How are you feeling down there?" I asked.

"Sore. I'm always sore lately. I wonder why that is?" she teased.

"I'm going to do down on you now, and I want you to tell me what you like, and what I can do to make you feel good. Be honest and open with me."

"Of course, Jeremy."

I took my time with her, practicing what I'd learned with Aunt Marie and Penny, focused on her pleasure. She was easy to get off, and after less than 10 minutes I wrangled my first big orgasm out of her. I tried to be gentle, considerate, after what we'd subjected to her to the night before, but I wasn't always successful. Five minutes later I had her creaming on my tongue. By the time I finished with Mom's pussy, 20 minutes later, my jaw and tongue both aching, she'd come for me three more times.

Mom went down on me, playfully, toying with me. She could take all of it without any trouble, virtually no gag reflex. She did evil things to me with her tongue, crazy things. She'd bring me close, so very close, where I thought I had no chance to stop, then ease me back down. Over and over she did that, until I couldn't take it. I grabbed her head and forced my cock down her throat, groaning, as I erupted, her nose pressed against my belly.

She laid in my arms, smiling sleepily. "Jeremy?" she said softly.

"Mmmhmm."

"I don't mind you being aggressive like that at the end, but don't force your cock down my throat when you come, Ok?"

I sat up a little. "I'm sorry. You don't like that? Is it uncomfortable?"

She shook her head. "It's alright, sometimes, but I can't taste it that way. I can't hold it in my mouth. I always want to taste my baby boy's sweet cum. Fuck Mommy's throat all you want, but finish in my mouth, or outside, please."

"I love you, Mom. I'm sorry. I'll always let you taste it for now on. I didn't know."

She grinned. "I'm not mad, baby. That was fun. We're both learning about each other. I teased you so much, of course you had to take control. I wanted you to know, that's all. How to make it better." She gave me a squeeze, "Speaking of, you know that little phrase you use, to make me take your cock in my mouth?"

"Of course," I teased. "Sexiest thing ever."

She ran her finger across my chest. "That's your father's. It's only for him." She kissed my chest. "Don't be mad, Ok, but that's special for your father."

I gave her a hug. "I understand. That's for you two only. But last night, you wouldn't open for me, unless I said it."

She looked confused. "You said it last night? When you fed me?"

"Yeah. I tried, but you wouldn't open up for anything else."

She sighed. "I guess you're going to have to train me with your own special phrase. Something just for my Jeremy. Why don't you think about what you'd like that to be, and we can work on that."

"It'll be for me only, not for Dad?"

"Of course, baby. There are things about my relationship with my husband, that you'll never be able to be part of, just like there are elements of a relationship between a mother and her son, that your father can't ever have. This should reflect ours."

She kissed me on the lips, gently. "Don't you have some video editing to do, and a girlfriend to take care of? She's probably feeling nervous and vulnerable. You have to call her, see her, let her know everything's wonderful. It still is, right?"

"Fantastic. I swear, every day my life is getting better."

"Are you going to tell me your secret plan? How you're going to get your father to give me to you?"

"Not yet Mom. Soon, I promise. Just a couple of more things to take care of."

She gave me another kiss. "Bacon and egg sandwich?" she asked.

"That would be great. As wonderful as this is, I probably should wash the smell of my mother off, before seeing my newly deflowered girlfriend."

She giggled. "And vice, versa, right?"

"Yes, Mom."I felt odd, standing at my girlfriend's door. I thought about how the father's in the neighborhood were off earning a dollar, while their women were home. Mom, Colleen, many others, I'm sure. I felt like a lone man in a sea of women, until 5:00 pm. I don't know why I thought of that, but it hit me, standing on the steps. I looked up and down the street. All those doors, many with lonely women behind them.

I had called ahead, and Penny's mother met me at the door.

"Jeremy! Don't you look handsome today?" she grinned, giving me a hug.

I had dressed up a little, button up shirt, khaki pants, shoes instead of sneakers. I wasn't even sure why. I had my hands full with my backpack, and a small bouquet of flowers. I held out the flowers to her.

"You're so sweet to have brought Penny flowers," she said, taking them and walking into the house.

"Those aren't for Penny, they're for you," I told her.

She stopped in mid-step, turning. "For me?"

"What you did for her yesterday, for us, to make it easy and special. I couldn't stop thinking about that. The way she shouted your name. That was when I knew how important it was. I had no idea. Thank you so much."

She grinned and walked back to me, sliding into my arms. "It's not for the little indiscretion between us, is it?"

I gave her a hug. "Sorry, beautiful, I'm just a teenager. I can't afford that kind of thank you."

She grinned and gave me a warm kiss. "Then I accept. Thank you. For the flowers and for allowing me to be there. I know that couldn't be comfortable for you."

I chuckled, sliding my arm around her waist as we walked to the kitchen. "No shit. Especially after the couch scene. I thought you hated me, and then to have you there, staring at me, when I was about to, uh, be with your daughter, I almost changed my mind."

"I think everyone is glad you didn't, including yours truly." She put the flower in a vase, and set them on the kitchen table. "She's still in bed. She's not feeling very good this morning."

"Can I see her?"

"I know she'd love that. She's kind of proud of how sore she is. Milking it for all it's worth. She has me waiting on her hand-and-foot, saying it's my fault it got so big." Colleen grinned at me, and I could see she was more than a little proud herself.

"She's right, you know. I've never been bigger. Naughty Colleen, with the magical mouth."

She laughed, bumping me with her shoulder. "If you only knew, hot stuff."

"Eleven, in one night?"

She blushed a bright red. "I can't believe I told you that. I never told anybody, not even my husband."

"I'm not going to hold that against you. If anything, you earn a gold star from me. I know how to keep a secret, it ends between us."

She walked me back to her daughter's room, and didn't object to my hand on her bottom as we walked side by side. She stopped at the door, turning toward me, and I pulled her close, grabbing her ass with both hands. "I thought you were such a nice sweet boy," she said, pressing her body against mine.

"I am. You said so yourself last night, when you got a taste."

She blushed again. "Stop. You're embarrassing me," she whispered.

"I don't want that. You were incredible last night, that's all. I'm kind of a dolt, waiting a year to start anything with Penny, and never realizing what an amazing and beautiful woman you are."

She gave me a squeeze. "Enough. We have to behave. I promised."

"Me too. I'm not trying to get in your pants, I swear. I never appreciated you before, that's all. I need you to know that I think you're incredible. I won't try anything other than a hug and a kiss, unless Penny's with us." I squeezed her buns again. "Maybe a little innocent touching."

She shivered in my arms. "If Penny is Ok with it...?"

"Anything and everything, your MILFness. I don't think I could ever get enough of you."

She stood on her toes and kissed me, gently. "If Penny Ok's with it, you'll get a chance to find out."

She opened her daughter's door, knocking softly. "Penny, Jeremy's here."

Collen left me there, and I sat on the edge of the bed, where my girlfriend was lying, wearing a t-shirt under the covers. "I love you," I told her.

She beamed at me and opened her arms for a hug. "Get out of those clothes and get in here with me," she laughed.

As I undressed, she shucked her own shirt, scooting over in the bed. "No bang-bang," she teased. "You pretty much ruined the kitty for a while."

I slid into the bed, and took her in my arms. "I'm sorry. I guess I got a little carried away."

She kissed me hard. "I'm not. It was incredible. I've been on the phone all morning with Emma and Kayla, sparing no details. They are sooo jealous!"

I was surprised. I would never even think of calling my friends and talking about that. Then again, Dad did get a pretty good update. I chuckled, "I couldn't tell anyone. Nobody would ever believe how incredible you were." I hugged her, cupping one of her tits, gently. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

She giggled, settling into my arms. "It's not that bad, really. Some Tylenol and a little rest. I'll be good as gold in a couple of days, and we can get a little more 'practice' in." She glanced at the door, and lowered her voice. "I can walk around, but it's fun being spoiled and teasing Mom."

"You didn't tell your friends about..."

"Of course not! As far as anyone other than our two families is concerned, it was just you and me."

"You up to reviewing our video? I've done some editing, but I want you to help too."

"Sure. You've got it here?"

I leaned out of the bed and grabbed my knapsack, pulling out my laptop.

We spent a long time in that bed, looking at the footage, trimming here and there, muting some of the sound. We added a title, and some transitions, playing together. I was getting worked up, and I know Penny was too.

"Fuck, we are hot together, aren't we?" she said, during playback of the final product.

"You're amazing," I told her. "Anyone would be incredible with you, I'm just glad it was me."

She put her arm around my waist, leaning into me. "Me too, Jeremy. You were wonderful." She gave me a long soft kiss. "Go get Mom, let's see if she approves of the final. You'll have to make sure Alice gives it the Ok, too."

I climbed out of the bed, and put on my boxers. I found Colleen in the living room. "Penny wants you to see the final video," I told her.

She was up like a shot, taking my hand and almost running to the back of the house. I laughed, as I tried to keep up. In Penny's room, I took off my boxers and climbed into her bed. Colleen went over to Penny's side, and her daughter stopped her. "No way Momma. Other side."

Penny passed me the laptop, and her mother scurried around the bed, lifting the covers.

"Nope." Penny laughed. "This is the love bed. No clothing allowed."

"Penny..." her mother whined.

"Do you want to see the video, Mom? It's fucking amazing."

Colleen stripped down and climbed into the bed beside me. "God, you are so rotten today," Colleen mumbled.

I moved the laptop down toward my knees, so everyone could get a decent view. Then I hit play.

I put my arms around both girls, leaning back, listening in pleasure as they talked about the movie. It was at least as hot as Penny had said. When we got to the scene where I came on Penny's face, they moaned in tandem. Penny reached over and pulled the covers off my lap, my erection standing tall. It was getting to me, no denying.

Penny wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking me slowly, while we watched the two Mom's lick her face clean. "Go ahead, Mom. I know you want to," she said softly.

Colleen's hand joined her daughter's and I groaned. They both giggled.

"In or out, Mom? This scene?" Penny asked.

"In. In. It would be a mortal sin to take that out," Colleen said.

They got to the point where we were preparing her for the big moment, and Penny hit pause, as her mother took me in her mouth on the screen. "Can we leave that in? Or should we take it out. What's Dad going to think?"

Colleen seemed conflicted. "Can we do both? One of each?" she asked nervously.

I started to answer sure, but Penny cut me off. "Both? That's a lot of work you're asking my boyfriend to do," she said.

"Really? It's not that much extra work is it?"

"It is. I think you'll have to earn the second one," Penny said.

"Earn it?"

"Show me how good that mouth of yours is Mom. I heard you telling him you were better. Prove it."

Colleen blushed, but she leaned over and started licking my cock. Penny grabbed the laptop and pulled it to the side, pulling the covers off of us, so she could watch her naked mother suck me.

I leaned back and enjoyed it. If Mom hadn't already gotten me off a few times that morning, I'm sure I would have come right away. She was good, looking up at me, moaning, licking and kissing my cock like it was the most important thing in the world. Stroking it lazily, rubbing it against her face and lips. She was quite the tease.

"Geez Mom, aren't you going to suck it?"

"Hush, Penny," I told her. "It's good. Very good."

"Really?" she asked.

"Definitely."

When Colleen finally took me in her mouth, it was all I could do to hang on. She sensed it, and took it easy on me, until I relaxed a bit and she went back to work.

"All the way, Mom. I know you can do it," Penny urged.

Colleen, sat up. "No baby. Not this time."

"Not this time?"

Colleen turned to me. "Jeremy, love, can you give us a few minutes, please? Get yourself something to drink if you like. When you come back, I'll finish you good, I promise."

I gave her a quick kiss, and climbed over her. "Listen to your Mom, Penny. Think what last night would have been like if our moms weren't there. They know a lot more about this stuff than we do."

I left them for a while. Long enough to have a Coke and relax. Down there, too. Colleen was going to have to work for it.

Back in the bed, they were cuddling and talking softly. They made room for me, and Colleen went straight to work. Slowly and teasingly, she got me hard, making me ache before she took me in her mouth. I knew she adored my cock, couldn't live without it, by the time her mouth was bobbing up and down.

Penny leaned against me, and I saw she had her phone out, recording her Mom's masterwork. "Is it good?" she asked me softly.

"Oh, yeah," I groaned.

"Really good? Better than me?"

Colleen pulled up. "If you answer that, I'll never do this again," she snapped. She glared at her daughter. "This isn't some competition."

Penny blushed. "Sorry, but he looked like he really liked it."

"I do. Your Mom's a cock-sucking genius. A lot better than Aunt Marie. That's all I'm going to say. No way I'm going to risk not getting more of this."

Colleen chuckled. "Good answer, Jeremy. If my rotten daughter will stop interrupting and causing trouble, it's going to get better."

She was right. It did get better, and better. She had me curling my toes, aching for release. I'd still give the edge to Mom, but it wasn't fair. She was my Mom after all. She got huge bonus points for that.

She brought me to the edge several times before finally letting me finish. She pulled her mouth off and stroked me hard, letting me come on her face. She was very pretty like that.

"You didn't even let him come in your mouth," Penny pouted.

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"He will. And he'll dream about it until he does. Don't give it all away the first time. In the mouth, swallowing, deep-throat, face-fucking, those are gifts we give him gradually, specials. He'll appreciate them all the more that way. You only get one first time."

She got off the bed, and picked up her shirt, wiping her face clean. I had hoped she was going to let Penny lick her clean, like she had done for her daughter.

Colleen laughed. "You're so cute, Jeremy. So transparent. It'll happen someday, Ok?"

Penny was confused. "What will happen?"

Her mother climbed in back in bed, and I hugged her. "He wanted you to lick it off. Couldn't you tell? The way he looked at you and my face? The disappointment when I wiped it clean?"

Penny looked at me. "Is it true? Is that what you wanted?"

I nodded, slightly embarrassed I was so easy to read.

"I would have done it," she said.

"Little bit at a time. He's happy now. We'll save that for another time."

We watched the rest of the video, the girls back to chatting about how good Penny looked, how amazing it had been, how the fathers were going to get a kick out of it, not just Penny, but both naked moms. All of it. There was no picture of the mom's cleaning either of us up, or any of the stuff I did with Colleen. It ended with me holding Penny and us talking about how it had been. I thought it was especially naughty, that Mom had been cleaning me with her mouth while filming that final scene.

It showed Penny giggling, and saying she made a mess, but we took out her Mom's naughty response, and skipped to my Mom asking if we were going to do it again, and agreeing to wait until later. We cut to a final shot Mom had taken of us lying together, Penny's head on my shoulder.

Colleen, chuckled. "I'm having second thoughts," she said.

"Of giving it to Dad?" Penny asked. "You think he'll be mad?"

"I think I won't be able to walk for weeks. That's the hottest thing I've ever seen. It's going to drive him crazy." She turned to her daughter. "I want you to offer to watch it with him. Not the first time, that would be dangerous. He is just a man, after all. But afterward."

"Are you sure?" Penny asked.

"I'm sure. You watch that with him. You tell him all you felt. Including anything you want about what I did. Anything. I'll prepare him for it."

"Why?"

Colleen laughed. "That's how we're going to get you that convertible VW Bug you've been hinting about. Trust me. You open up to him, tell him you love him and wanted to share that special moment, and anything you want is yours."

I chuckled. "I bet you're right. Dad told me he'd buy a car for her, before he even saw the movie, when we told him what we had in store."

"See? Trust me on this one, baby," Colleen giggled. "You might even sit on his lap. Get him all hot and bothered. I'll take care of him afterward."

We finished up, and I told them I'd make the final edits. "Do you mind which version my Dad gets?" I asked Colleen.

"As long as he can keep it to himself, give him the good stuff. Hell you can even let him see me cleaning her up, if you can cut out that line about your mom cleaning you."

"Great. I'm going to finish it up and let him see it tonight."

"Can I come over when you do?" Penny asked.

"You can come over anytime. I'm sure my parents would both love to have you there."

"After dinner then?" she asked.

"I'll save it until then." I leaned over and kissed her softly. "You know I love you, right?"

"Long, and hard," she teased. She gave me peck on the lips. "I love you too. We both do, don't we Mom?"

Colleen blushed. "It's hard not to." That earned her a kiss as well.

I stood up and put away my computer, and then got dressed. I stood at the foot of the bed, both girls still lying there, naked, watching me.

"What's it like?" I asked, spinning slowly around.

"What's what like?" Colleen asked.

"Seeing the luckiest man in the world. Does it show?"

Penny laughed, and threw her pillow at me. "How about the luckiest girl?"

"Gorgeous, and driving me crazy. To know what's hidden under the covers and not be able to do anything about it. I'm going to go home, watch my video and see if I can't get some blisters on my hand."

She shrieked, "Don't you dare! You and me are doing some 'practice' later. The kitty might be on life-support, but my mouth is just fine."

"Alright. No blisters. But you better not be teasing me."

She grinned. "I'll tease you alright. I think you'll be Ok with it though."

I went over and gave them both kisses, and told them I'd let myself out.

They were giggling like schoolgirls, jabbering away before I was even in the hall.I went home and worked on the video. Mom was out, most likely shopping. I had hoped for a little more Mommy loving, but it was probably best this way. I finished the tape for Dad, including the bonus Colleen action, and had a nice chat with Aunt Marie on the phone. I told her about my night, and that Dad had seen her video and he was in. I also told her not to make plans for the next day, since she'd be coming over, and might be staying late. Very late.

She was nervous, asking me if I was sure, and what to do about Colin. "Bring him over. I'll keep him out of it tomorrow, but we're not going to leave him out for long. I don't have the final solution for him yet. Let me deal with Colin for now, you take care of your part."

I reminded her how much I loved her, and why we were doing this, and she finally agreed. "Take care of me, Jeremy."

"I will Aunt Marie. I promise. It'll work out."

She was hard to get off the phone, but I finally managed it.

I was happy with the final video versions. I only needed Mom's approval. I heard Mom drive up, and I went downstairs.

She had groceries, and was dressed in her yoga outfit. I helped her unload the bags and put them away. She asked me how my visit with Penny went, but I didn't go into detail. "We finished the video. You want to see it now, or do you need to get dinner started?"

"Give me a minute, and I'll get the roast going."

I grabbed a beer, and drank it watching her. She was so beautiful, working in the kitchen. Every movement was exciting. I still couldn't believe that Dad was letting me play with her. The luckiest man in the world. I hadn't been kidding.

She giggled. "You're making me nervous, sweetie."

"Why?"

"The way you're looking at me. That hungry, horny look. You get that from your father."

"You're gorgeous Mom. I can't believe how fortunate I am."

She finished washing up her hands, came over and gave me a long slow kiss. A kiss of promises. She pulled back, smiling. "Something you wanted to show me?"

"My room. Now."

She laughed, taking my hand in hers, and leading the way. Inside the door I started undressing her. "I thought you wanted me to see a video?"

"You will." I left her panties on, and stripped down to my boxers. I sat in front of my computer and patted my thighs. "Come here Mom. Sit on my lap. Let's watch this together."

I played with her body, kissing her neck, fondling her tits, rubbing between her legs, while we watched. I got her approval for each of the scenes, as we went. I was hard, and she was rubbing her butt against me teasingly. When we got to the the part where she was talking to me, telling me how to fuck my girlfriend, I paused the movie. She turned to me, and I brought my lips to hers, opening her lips, kissing her with all the feeling I could.

"You were incredible, Mom. You made it work. I know now that it would probably have been a disaster without you there. I love you so much, Mom."

She sighed, holding me. "I love your father. I do, but I wish that had been me under you, experiencing my first time. That's all I could think about. What it would have been like with you. You were perfect, Jeremy."

"Only because of you."

She grinned. "We're a good team, aren't we?"

"The best." I turned her around and started the movie back up. We didn't talk much, but I had my hand in her panties, teasing her, rubbing her, sliding my fingers inside of her.

"Is this Ok?" she moaned, pressing back against my fingers.

"This is fine. I promise."

She was breathing hard, her hands spread apart, leaning on the desk, her face close to the monitor, when the young girl on screen gave me her first little orgasm. Mom groaned, while my fingers worked her pussy, my other hand toying with her tit.

When Penny gasped 'Mom' the first time, my mother came for me. A little one, but so sweet. "That's me, baby," she gasped. "You're fucking me. Taking my virginity."

She was going crazy, gasping and groaning, little tiny 'oh's escaping her lips, as I rubbed her pussy. She was trembling, building up to a nice one. When Penny screamed and came on the video, Mom was right behind her, crying out, and hunching against my hand, two fingers trust up inside her, pulling upward, while my palm hammered her clit. She came hard, screaming my name, when I came inside Penny on the screen.

My hand was soaked in her juices, and she was shaking. I held her tightly so she wouldn't fall off my lap. I reached out and hit the pause, waiting for her to settle down. She leaned back against me, her head lolling backward. "Fuck," she whispered. "Holy fuck."

I chuckled, hugging her. "You Ok?"

She nodded slowly. "This is going to get me killed you know."

"Killed?"

"Your father's going to fuck me to death after he sees this."

"It gets worse, Mom."

"Worse?"

"Penny's going to come over and watch it with us."

"God! This may kill him. You asked her to watch it with us?"

"Her idea."

"That little tart! She's as bad as you. She must know it's going to give him a heart attack."

"Somehow, I think he'll survive," I laughed.

"I won't. Not after that."

"Don't worry Mom, I won't let him abuse your sexy mouth. That will be my job."

"Oh great. That makes me feel much safer. Restricting him to two openings instead of three, just means those get it that much worse. I don't suppose you'd be gentle with Mommy's tender mouth, would you? Sweetie?" she teased.

"We do have to practice my new special saying. That will take a lot of practice. Lots and lots. Tons."

"I am so fucked," she moaned.

"Watch the rest Mom, it's not over yet."

I started the movie, playing with her gently. She gasped, when Colleen climbed between her daughter's legs, as Penny and I finished talking on screen. "She's Ok with us showing him that? Colleen?"

"She suggested it. That's only for our version. Penny's Dad may not get to see that part. It'll be up to them, they're going to have a version with and without Colleen's bonus scene."

"You are trying to get me killed, aren't you. He fucks me to death, and no more play for you, don't forget."

I laughed, pulling her off my lap, and dropping my boxers. "That's why you're going to suck me now. Just in case it's our last."

She laughed, wriggling out of her panties. "Only if you return the favor."

"Video's Ok?" I asked, as she stretched out on the bed.

"Perfect. Like my baby boy. Harold's going to be so happy."

We spent half-an-hour playing, getting each other off. We laid in each other's arms, talking about our video, and watching it together. She went down on me again, but I told her it was only for fun. I didn't want to come any more, not before movie time.

Mom showed me a hint of her best, bringing me close several times, but staying in complete control. I was laying back in the bed gasping, when she left me. "Have to check on dinner. An over-cooked roast would be a lousy start to what should be an amazing evening. Ill finish that later."

She'll pay for that, I promised myself. I burned the final version of the videos, labeling them both 'Dad', putting Penny's in a nice DVD case, with a printed label of her smiling innocently. On Dad's I put a screen-cap of her 'come' face, while she had her big orgasm. She looked spectacular. He was going to love it.Dad came home, dressed down, and settled into his favorite chair. I brought him a beer and handed him his video. He stared at the cover shot. "This is it?"

"Yeah. I figure we can have family night at the movies after dinner, if that's alright with you."

He grinned. "I think that works for me." He looked over at Mom, getting dinner on the table. "You and your mother?"

"Yeah. I told her a little about the rules. We talked a lot."

Dad chuckled, "Talk was all you did?"

"No, we did more than talk. A lot more. She came for me a ton while she previewed the movie."

"She saw it already?"

"I needed her approval before I burned Penny's version. It's not as good as yours."

"Really? How's that?"

I laughed. "I'll tell you afterward, Ok? Don't want to spoil it."

"You going to tell me what you and your mother did?" he asked. He sounded nervous.

"Dad, I'll tell you anything you want. I promise. No secrets. I think you'll enjoy it more hearing it from her in your bed tonight. We stuck to the rules."

He grinned. "Yeah. You're right. I might want to compare notes tomorrow."

"Whatever you want."

Mom let us know dinner was ready, and we had a nice little feast, while we avoided talking about anything sexual. Mom looked a little nervous, and over dessert she finally put down her utensils, looking at Dad. "No questions? About your new rules?"

He grabbed her hand in his, squeezing gently. "Tonight, in bed. You can share with me then. Just know that I trust you with him."

Mom got up and crawled into his lap, making him push his chair back from the table. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, the way I'd want her to kiss me. "I'm the luckiest woman in the world. With the best husband and son anyone could ever ask for."

"No luckier than us," Dad told her.

"Amen," I added.

She kissed him again, before climbing off. She was barely back in her seat, when the doorbell rang.

Dad looked confused. Mom and I looked at each other and we both leaped up rushing for the door, laughing and tussling on the way. Dad hadn't raised a complete clod, and I let Mom win.

She smirked at me and opened the door. Penny was standing there, nervous, and Mom pulled her in, hugging her like the prodigal daughter. They started laughing, clinging to each other, moving in from the doorway. I closed the door and locked it, to find them crying on each other's shoulders.

Women.

I didn't understand it. They hadn't said anything at all since Penny arrived. They pulled apart, and Mom kissed Penny on the lips. "Thank you for this," she said softly.

Penny hugged her tightly. "Thank you for everything. I love you."

They started crying again, and I looked up to see Dad standing in the living room, staring at them, stunned.

I walked over to him, figuring I wasn't going to get my Penny hug for a while. Not the way they were acting. "Movie time, Dad. What can I get you to drink?"

He took a while to answer, unable to tear his eyes off our women. "Uh, something strong, I think," he mumbled.

"Jack and Coke?" I offered.

"Sure. Yeah. Strong."

I laughed, never having seen my father so lost. I made us both drinks, and brought him his. The girls were still talking to each other, jabbering away a mile a minute, hugging every few seconds.

I grabbed Dad by the arm, tugging. "Come on. They'll be with us in a bit."

I stopped him in front of the couch. "Here."

He looked over at his chair, then took a drink and sat down where I'd indicated. I loaded up the DVD and turned the screen a little so it faced the couch directly.

Mom and Penny walked past us hand-in-hand, headed for the bar. "Yeah, so I told Emma how he'd gotten me ready..." Penny was saying.

Dad watched them, his head on a swivel, tracking their every move.

"Penny asked if it would be Ok to watch it with us. You don't mind, do you?" I asked.

He was still staring and it took a moment for my words to cut through his fog. "Watch? Mind? No, of course not."

The girls stopped in front of us, held hands and kissed briefly. "I'll be right here," Mom said. She sat in Dad's lap sideways, facing me. Penny kicked off her sandals, and sat in my lap mirroring Mom. Their legs were intertwined, and they giggled, rubbing their bare feet against each other's legs, playfully.

Mom hugged Dad, looking at us. "Jeremy showed it to me earlier. I have to warn you, it's the hottest thing I've ever seen. Let me know if it gets to be too much, Ok?"

He looked over at us. "Here?"

She kissed him on the cheek. "Not many secrets between us. Especially not after this."

Penny spoke up. "I won't mind. As long as you guys don't."

I looked at both of them, seeing the teasing grins on their faces. For the first time I noticed how similarly they were dressed. Both were wearing t-shirts and skirts. The shirts were loose, and the skirts weren't particularly short, both near knee length. I saw Mom's was halfway up her thighs already, and she winked at me, opening her legs and flashing her tiny see through panties.

I pulled Penny's head down, and brought my lips to her ear. "You guys talked before you came over, didn't you?"

She giggled, turned and kissed me. "Maybe. Mad?"

I hugged her. "You two are evil."

She turned to Mom. "He told me I was evil," she pouted.

"Jeremy! Is that any way to talk to your girlfriend, after all she did for you last night!"

"You too, Mom. Evil."

Mom grinned. "Maybe just a little."

I think we had lost Dad completely. He was in la-la land, staring at Penny's thighs.

Mom laughed, grabbing his chin gently and turning it toward the screen. "Later. Now watch."

I took the hint and started the video, showing the opening credits.

Penny's First Time.

Starring Penny Booth, as Penny

Co-starring Jeremy Davis, as Jeremy

Cameo's by Alice Davis and Colleen Booth

It started with a slow pan of the room, then Penny and her mother in the bed, Penny naked, looking nervous, and her mother in Mom's nightgown, looking stoic.

We had Dad's full attention, and I slid my hand up Penny's skirt, stroking her thigh.

We all watched quietly while I entered the scene and climbed onto the bed with them. Penny and I chatted a bit, talking about practice, while her mother stared daggers at me.

Dad spoke up. "Jesus, that would have scared the crap out of me."

Penny giggled. "I didn't know she was doing that. I would have banished her right away. That was Bad Mom."

I went down on Penny on the screen. Mom was moving the camera around, closeups of what I was doing, mixed with shots of Penny's reaction and some of her mother's clinginess, inching closer to her daughter, until she was holding her head against her chest, caressing her.

By the time Penny came for me on screen, Dad had his hands in Mom's shirt, and she straightened up and pulled it off, sitting there topless. She looked over at Penny and I felt her tremble a little as she pulled her own shirt off. She wasn't wearing a bra either.

Dad glanced over several times, torn between the screen and the real live view.

On screen, I was kissing Penny, with her mother's tit in my face. Penny scolded her mother, who backed away. I leaned over and kissed Colleen. In the movie, it seemed a lot longer than it had originally.

I heard Dad chuckle. "Smooth."

Mom hugged him. "Chip off the old block."

Back on the TV, Penny moved between my legs, and Dad groaned, as she started to blow me. "Alice," he whispered.

"Not yet, Harold."

The camera tracked Penny for a while, then cut to a topless Colleen. A close-up of some very substantial tits, before returning to Penny's action.

We all watched the interplay while Penny claimed me, and Colleen teasingly offered her help as well as Mom's.

Dad was laughing. "Damn Jeremy. One good kiss, and you completely won her over. I'm proud of you. Must have been one hell of a kiss."

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"Aunt Marie taught me. We've been getting lots of practice."

"Figures she'd be an expert at that."

Mom glared at him. "And I'm not?"

He squeezed her, while Penny was taking me down her throat on screen. "Jesus, boy. Don't let her get away."

Penny giggled. "I'm not going anywhere Dad. Trust me."

"Pause!" Mom snapped. I hit the pause, and Mom was glaring at Dad. "Marie's a better kisser than me? Is that what you think?"

Dad had stepped in it. I went for the save. "No Mom. No way. You're worlds better. But Dad wouldn't know that. She's just been working with me on it. She's always like in teacher mode with me."

Dad nodded. "I only meant she probably had to get good, with all those different men in and out of her life. She can't hold a candle to you. You know that. I made my choice, and never once regretted it for a moment. I've never even kissed her, not a real kiss. Not once in all these years. She never tried, either."

Mom seemed a little consoled. "I could have taught him."

"No kidding," I told her. "Shame on you for making me go to her for training."

Mom blushed. "I never..."

"Yes you did. You gave me to her to break in, with your rules. She was good about it, teaching me patiently, and staying within your boundaries. You know who should have been teaching me," I told her.

She turned to Dad. "Tell him Harold. I wasn't allowed, was I?"

Dad nodded. "My decision, son. Sorry about that. But we're Ok now, right?"

"More than Ok, Dad. You going to teach me from now on, Mom?" I hugged, my girl, who was enthralled with our tête-à-tête. "Teach us both?"

"Of course she will," Dad said. He pulled Mom close and kissed her hard. "Best Mom in the world, right?"

Penny chimed in. "My Momma's pretty awesome too."

Dad chuckled. "I'm not going to argue that one. I'll let you call it a tie."

Mom was sufficiently mollified. "Play, Jeremy."

Dad reached over and gave me a firm squeeze on the shoulder. You're welcome I thought.

We returned to more of Penny working her magic, and then a quick POV shot of Mom shooting the length of her own nude body.

"How?" Dad asked.

"Colleen did it. She was really very naughty. We're going to have to have her over and get better acquainted," she teased.

On screen I got on my knees, and stroked my cock, shooting a huge load on Penny's face. She laid back and the moms agreed to clean her together. The next shot after the transition was both moms licking her face clean, kissing each other, and using their mouths to feed my cum to Penny.

"Oh God, Alice," Dad moaned.

"Keep watching, Dear. I promise, it'll be worth it."

Penny whispered in my ear, "She's torturing him."

"And you're not?" I whispered, rubbing her gently between her legs, pulling her skirt up almost to her waist.

On the TV we were talking and Mom was giving me crap about being gentle. Dad laughed when I told her she didn't know jack about being gentle. "You shouldn't tease your mother like that, Jeremy."

"She hit me hard," I whined.

We all watched as I went down on her again, before she asked me to take the next step. The moms went into action, and Dad leaned forward, when Colleen took me in her mouth."

"You're right, Penny," Dad said, "Hell of a mom you got."

"I told you so," Penny giggled. "Too good. She got him so worked up, he was huge. Made my life a whole lot more painful."

We all got quiet as I tried to stick it inside her. Mom had a great shot, over my shoulder, her voice clear as she told me what to do. You could have heard a pin drop while I struggled getting inside her, Penny whimpering softly. The big push came, and she cried out, with my cock head disappearing inside her.

"Jesus," Dad groaned. "That's a tiny little pussy."

Penny giggled. "Not anymore. Feels like the Brooklyn Tunnel."

Dad glanced over and almost got whiplash. Her legs were open enough for a nice little crotch shot, her skirt raised completely out of the way. I was rubbing her softly, just playing around, and she had a wet spot the size of silver dollar.

Mom chuckled, and turned his head back to the screen.

Things got quiet as on screen Mom whispered what to do, and I slowly worked my way inside my tight, virginal girlfriend. Several long minutes with Mom guiding me each step of the way, until I was fucking her slowly, most of my length gliding in and out of her ridiculously tight hole.

"Pause, please?" Penny whispered.

I looked up and she was crying. I paused the video, and went to hug her when she crawled off of me, and launched herself into Mom's arms. Mom held her, while Dad looked as confused as me.

Penny was sobbing, and Mom caressed her blonde hair, kissing the top of her head. "What's wrong, baby girl? Is it too much?"

I felt vindicated. Even Mom didn't know what was going on. I was kind of used to being in the dark when it came to girls. Now I knew it wasn't just me.

"I didn't know," she sobbed.

"Didn't know what, baby?" Dad asked, his arm lying across Penny's upper thighs, his hand holding her from sliding off.

"I didn't know how Jeremy could know what to do. Everything perfect. Stopping and starting, moving the way he did. Making me feel like that. How could he possibly know? I was afraid I wasn't his first. He must have done that before. A lot."

She looked up at Mom. "It was you. You knew. You took care of me, Mom." She broke down crying, "I really was his first."

Mom squeezed her. "I wouldn't let him hurt you. I hope you don't think I was interfering."

A strange barked little laugh escaped Penny's lips. "Interfering? I was wrong. You win the best Mom in the world award. I'll never be able to thank you enough." She scooted up a little and kissed Mom on the lips, tenderly. "You are the best, Mom. Thank you."

Now Mom was crying, hugging her, while on screen my cock was buried in Penny's little pussy, with only a couple of inches to spare, paused in mid-stroke.

Dad was caressing Penny's naked back, gently, his hand flowing over her skin. Penny turned on her side, facing the screen, her head resting on Mom's bare breast. Dad pulled the girls a little deeper into the couch, so they wouldn't fall off his lap, then put his arm around Penny's waist, holding her. Mom slid down a bit, her shoulders resting on the arm rest. Her butt was hanging over the edge of Dad's thigh, Penny's hip wedged between them.

I got up and grabbed a box of Kleenex's from the kitchen counter, and knelt in front of the three of them, passing a couple of Kleenexes to Mom, then using a couple of more to wipe Penny's tears away.

"You Ok?" I asked softly.

She nodded, then wiggled a little, getting comfortable in Mom's arms. "Can I stay here a bit, Jeremy?" she asked softly.

I chuckled. "You'd have to ask Dad. I'm not the one holding two grown women in his lap."

Penny started to get up, awkwardly. "Oh! I'm sorry Mr. Davis, I wasn't thinking..."

She must have been upset. She never called him Mr. Davis, not since a couple of months after we started dating.

"Shh. It's Ok. I don't mind." He tugged her back into his lap, gently. "Call me Harold, baby girl."

"If you're going to call me Mom, you better call him Dad. I'm sure he won't mind," she said grinning mischievously.

Penny sighed, wriggling sweetly. "Thank you, Daddy."

I looked up at Mom, and she nodded once slowly. Then she gave another nod of her head down to where their legs were stretched out.

I took the hint. I gave Penny a quick little kiss, then climbed on the couch next to Dad. I lifted the girls' legs, Penny's hips, Mom's butt, and squeezed in next to my father.

We were all looking at the screen, and Penny giggled. "Jesus, I don't know how that thing ever fit inside of me. It aches just to look at it."

We all laughed and I hit play, watching the finish of my girlfriend's deflowering. I leaned my head on my father's shoulder. He was being good, his hand resting on Penny's bare stomach, her young breasts only a few inches from his finger tips.

On screen I was leaning over Penny, taking a break, letting her grow accustomed to me. We were chatting about how she was doing, and how big I was, any 'bonus' size all Colleen's fault. I told Penny's mother I liked her tits, and stole a kiss from her.

On the couch, my hand was on Penny's thigh, sliding up between her legs, rubbing her panties gently. I looked over at her watching the screen so intently. She turned her head a fraction and kissed Mom's breast, only an inch or so away from Mom's hard nipple. I almost lost it when she reached for Dad's hand and pulled it onto her breast. "Hold me, Daddy," she whispered.

Dad tried to suppress a deep moan, but he wasn't fooling anybody. "Hold on, Harold. A little while longer," Mom told him.

Back on the screen, I got on my knees and started screwing Penny again. I asked Mom if I could fuck Penny faster, and she had me pull out to the edge, and squirted lube into her hand, rubbing it on my cock.

"I...I forgot about that," Mom said softly. "You're not mad, are you Harold? I didn't mean anything by it."

He shook his head, his voice catching. "No, darling. You were just being you, the kindest woman I've ever known. Taking care of our kids. Caring for our baby girl."

I was shocked when Mom reached up and brushed a tear from Dad's eye. I had never seen my father cry. Never. I didn't think he knew how.

We watched quietly, as I started fucking Penny faster on the video, stroking her soft, flawless body, watching her finally get past simply enduring, and responding to our lovemaking. She was flushed, her nipples hard, whimpering softly, the camera picking up all the sounds, including the steady pumping of her tight hole.

Mom's voice, loud next to the camera, whispered that Penny could take a little more, and to tilt her legs back. Pushing her legs back to her chest, I saw something I hadn't noticed at the time, Colleen holding Penny's legs for me.

I groaned loudly on tape, and the camera captured that beautiful moment when Penny came on my cock for the first time, obvious now. I had slowed down and Colleen urged me to keep going.

I had my fingers inside of Penny's panties, and she lifted her hips, helping me remove them. I slid a finger gently inside her, and she opened her legs. I looked up to see that my girlfriend had her lips around my mother's nipple. Dad and Mom each had ahold of one of her tits. She was wriggling against my finger, whimpering softly same as on camera.

On screen she was getting fucked harder, faster, deeper, taking almost my entire length. "Steady, Dear" screen-Mom said, and we watched Penny's body tensing up, her toes curling, her legs straightening. The camera focused on my cock entering her, slick with her juices, white cream coating it. Her pussy lips clinging every time I pulled out of her.

Dad was focused on the TV, his breath heavy. Mom was watching us. All of us. I eased a second finger into Penny, making her moan. "Gentle, Jeremy," Mom warned softly. I put my thumb on Penny's clit and started nudging it. Her legs were trembling.

Penny's voice echoed through the multi-media speakers. "Momma!" It was gorgeous, the way she responded. "Harder," my mother's disembodied voice ordered, and video Jeremy rose up and pounded his cock into the tiny virgin, driving her deep into the mattress, making her body shake, her tits quivering.

The girl in my lap was whimpering continuously now, her body writhing sensually. My fingers pumped her gently, my thumb still massaging her clit. Dad had her hard little nipple between his fingers, pinching, pulling on it. Mom's fingers were teasing the other one, flicking across it.

"MOM!" Penny's voice exploded from the TV, and Mom was demanding I not stop, as the girl on the screen exploded. I had lifted her hips, and slammed my entire length into her, screaming "FUCK!" as I gave her sweet little pussy, its first full load.

Dad held her as she came for us, shaking and moaning, almost as much as on screen. She gasped, her legs quivering. "JEREMY!" she cried, her hips launching off of my lap and up against my hand. She groaned, relaxing back into Dad's lap, as the girl on scream continued coming.

Our hands caressed her body, as she settled back down. She reached down and straightened out her skirt, self-consciously. She brought her hands up to her face, covering herself up, her arms in tight, hiding her tits.

Mom caught my eye, nodding from Penny to me. I reached for my girlfriend and Dad helped place her in my arms. I hugged her tightly, her body shaking. "Are you Ok?" I asked.

"How can you ask? After what I just did? They're going to think I'm such a slut. What's happening to me?" She sounded devastated.

"Shh," I whispered. "Nobody thinks that. You were beautiful, sharing with us. Just us. Nobody in this family would ever judge you. Not me, not Mom, not Dad. We all think you're the greatest."

"Right. Greatest slut ever."

I kissed her pretty face, calming her. "Every one of us wanted to get off, watching you on screen. You heard Dad begging Mom. You were the lucky one."

"That's me. Lucky slut."

"Stop." I told her sharply. "You're not. Nobody thinks that." She squealed when I picked her up. I nodded for my Mom to get out of the way, and deposited her in Dad's lap."

"She's embarrassed, Dad." I said. "Tell her what you think about what just happened? Be honest."

Dad held her carefully, rocking her. "I wish I had a girl like you," he said. "That was beautiful, and one of the sexiest things I've ever seen." He chuckled, "Married to Alice, that's saying a lot."

She brushed her eyes, "I'm not like that. I don't know why I behaved that way."

"It was the most honest, most trusting, most loving thing I could imagine. Having you here with us,like our own baby girl, sharing the most intimate moment of your life, reliving it with us. Not holding back, your heart on your sleeve. No wonder they're both crazy about you." They hugged her. "Watching you for the first time, your responses, your reactions, I..." He paused, choking up.

He looked over at Mom. "I'm sorry, Alice. So sorry. I wished I'd known back then." Mom came over and sat in my lap, ignoring me, her arms around her husband.

"It's Ok," she whispered.

He shook his head. "No it's not. I hurt you. I knew I was hurting you, and I couldn't stop. Wouldn't." The tears were running down his face, his head buried in Mom's hair, clutching my girlfriend to his chest.

"It should have been like that," he said sadly, "beautiful." Then he was brusquely climbing out from under the two women, walking quickly outdoors, and closing the porch behind him.

Penny looked more upset than ever, and Mom held her, quiet tears rolling down her cheeks.

I started to get up, and Mom put out her hand and stopped me. "Let him be. He's a proud man, and he can't stand for anyone to see him like this. Especially not you. I'll give him a couple of minutes. When I bring him back, act like nothing happened, Ok? I should have known it might effect him like this. I wasn't thinking."

I forced a laugh. "Well, that's not how I pictured this turning out."

Mom giggled. "How did you picture this turning out, my little horn dog?"

Penny sniffled, and sat up, straightening her skirt out. "Yeah. What kind of fantasies were you entertaining, taking my panties off like that, when I was in Mom and Dad's arms?"

They were ganging up on me, but at least they were smiling. "Come on! Give me a break! I'm sitting here with the two sexiest women I know, watching porn. Not just any porn either. You evil girls, no bras, short skirts. See through panties, Mom? You had me hard before I even got to sit down."

Mom whispered in Penny's ear and she giggled. Mom looked over at me, covering her breasts with her hands, coquettishly. "I hope that tent in your shorts is for your little girl, and not your broken down old Mom."

I laughed. "Now would that be fair, if all the hard-ons in the house were over Penny?"

"Jeremy!" Penny shrieked. "That big ol' thing better be for me! Mom already has her own." She turned to Mom. "Don't you dare say you're a broken down old Mom. Jesus, if that's broken down, what chance does someone like me have?"

Dad walked in from the garage, composed, looking like nothing had ever happened. He walked over to me carrying a couple of beers. "Someone like you, baby girl, has nothing to worry about. Friggin' hottest thing I've seen since that one was in college," he nodded toward Mom, putting a beer in my hand.

"You'll have to forgive my son for being an idiot. Dating that," he nodded toward the TV, where she was lying in my arms, "for a year, and almost walking away from it. Stupid chicken-shit." He lifted Penny in his arms, putting her in my lap.

Mom stood up so Dad could sit down, next to me. "Don't me mean, Harold. You were young and stupid once."

Penny giggled, leaning into me. "You know he wouldn't have even been getting blow-jobs if it weren't for me pushing the issue."

"Speaking of," Dad said, sipping his beer. "I never did get to thank you for that little video you made for us. Quite remarkable. No way he deserves something as sweet as you. Makes me wonder who his real Daddy is, sometimes." He tickled Mom. "Something you want to tell me, dear?" She laughed, fighting him off.

Penny kicked him playfully, digging her toes into his side, making him twist away and giving Mom a break. "Jesus, Dad. If he looked anymore like you he'd have to be a clone. Didn't he get anything from Mom?"

I hugged her. "The family secret. Daddy's looks, and Mom's brains."

She slapped me lightly. "Don't you dare insult your mother like that!"

That had Mom and Dad laughing at my expense. I was staring at Mom, and she looked up. "What?"

"I just love watching you laugh, dressed like that."

Dad covered up Mom's tits with his hand. "Behave, man-child. You have your own bodacious boobs. Leave mine alone."

"Fine." I said, lifting Penny and turning her in my lap so she was straddling me. She played along, hugging me, hiding her tits from view against my chest. "No more eye-candy for you. I was going to be nice because you brought me a beer, but you had to go and ruin it."

"You know, son, I have a couple of Grolsch stashed away out there," he said.

I laughed, turning to face him, and spinning Penny around in my lap. She squealed, lifting her hands to her tits, covering them. I pulled her arms back, exposing her chest.

"Oh. My. God! Jeremy! My tits are only worth a stinky beer?"

"No baby. Your tits are worth a stinky beer, and Mom's tits."

She giggled. "Oh. So how many beers do you think we owe him?"

Mom cuddled Dad, laughing. "Have you ever seen anything as sweet as her? Like I could compete with that. Marie maybe."

Dad gave her a little shake. "There's no competition, Alice. Ever." Damn it if Dad didn't surprise me again, actually blushing. "No offence, gorgeous. You are stunning, but she's...she's my Alice."

"None taken. I know when I'm beat. Luckily your doofus son doesn't know any better. Girls like me, we've gotta take what we can get. Look what I got stuck with."

Mom was settling down, her laughing jags over, resting her head on Dad's shoulder. "Poor baby. Had to settle for the smarter, younger version of the best man you or I will ever know."

Penny leaned back against me, pulling my hands up to her breasts. "We're pretty lucky, aren't we?"

"Don't ever let them hear that. Enough of an ego to deal with already," Mom teased, kissing Dad on the cheek.

I grabbed the remote, before it got too maudlin. "Dad, remember what I told you about two separate versions of the video? One of the bonus scenes is coming up."

"Cue it up, boy," he said.

We sat through the scene where we talked about what had just happened. I caught some grief from everyone, first for her telling me how rough I'd been.

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"I told you to be gentle," Mom said.

"Mom! You were the one telling me to go harder! Everyone heard it."

She sniffed. "I said no such thing. I said 'don't harm her'." Penny giggled.

Dad laughed at the 'Fuck-God' shrine. "You built your shrine yet," he teased. "To the Fuck-up God?"

She laughed. "I've got Mom working on that. We figured the closet wasn't big enough so we're using the guest room instead. Don't be jealous, Dad. It doesn't suit you."

Mom laughed at Dad's stunned look. Good for Penny. Hard to get one up on Dad.

The "Not too bad" remark, about how good she was, got me in trouble with everyone. Penny elbowed me. "Asshole."

Dad chuckled. "I can't believe you said that! More proof you're not from these loins."

Of course that was when Mom spoke up on the video, snapping at me and telling me I was just like my father. "Alice!" he whined.

"Right. Our first Valentine's day? 'It was Ok'? Remember, Dear?"

He grimaced. "I'm never going to hear the end of that one, am I?"

"Friggin' raped my poor virgin ass for half the night, and it was Ok? You bet you'll never hear the end of it. Jesus, Harold, 20 years later and I'm still sore."

I paused the movie. I didn't want Dad to miss the big scene.

"Tell her the truth Dad, or you won't get to see the special scene."

He gave Mom a hug. "I told her. The next day. Put a ring on her finger. She had spoiled me for all other women."

Mom kissed him. "You ruined me for all other men. It was only fair."

Penny sighed. "And they lived happily ever after."

Dad gave Mom a squeeze. "That we did. Never regretted a single moment. Not one."

I nodded toward the screen, and hit play.

I was telling Penny that maybe I'd keep her.

"Damned straight," Dad muttered. "Ass out on the street if he doesn't"

Penny was giving me similar grief on the video, when she giggled, saying 'Oops!' she made a mess. The movie transitioned to her saying "Momma!" and her mother peeked up from between her legs telling her to hush and relax. I held her in my arms, while her mother took care of her, cleaning up our mess.

Dad groaned. "Jesus, Alice!"

Mom giggled. "I told you she was bad. Her Mom's definitely the naughty one here, taking off my outfit, getting our boy ready, cleaning her daughter's face, and then that. I should get a candy for being good."

Penny snickered.

Dad looked over at her. "Sound like someone thinks differently."

Penny giggled. "Maybe. But you're not hearing it from me."

I gave her a warning squeeze, and Mom whined. "Penny! You know she was the bad one!"

"She might have been naughtier, Mom, but you were no angel. There were two hotties, cleaning up my face, as I remember. You uncovered Momma's boobs before she started on you. And whose hand was rubbing my clitty, while goading her son into fucking the living shit out of me? No candy for you, naughty Mommy."

Dad chuckled. "Three naughty women in your bed, Jeremy. You must live right."

"Good genes, and proper raising. The world's greatest Mom, and a...uh...Dad."

Mom laughed. "You little liar. Best man you've ever known. You said it yourself."

"I plead the fifth."

Mom turned and kissed Dad, long and deep. I grazed on Penny's slender neck, so happy in that moment, holding her. "I love you," I whispered in her ear.

She giggled. "No brownie points unless they can hear it."

I turned her in my lap and pulled her face down to mine. I pressed my lips against hers, tasting her again, exploring, claiming her. She melted against me, kissing me back, passionately.

"I love you," I said loudly. "I want everyone to know it. Dad was right, I was an idiot. You are the best thing that ever happened to me."

She stared into my eyes, intensely. Her dazzling blue eyes were moist. "I'm the lucky one, Jeremy. I know it. Thank you." She kissed me softly, her eyes holding mine, and she pulled away. "I'm going to blow him now, if that's alright, Mom," she said softly.

"They've earned it. I'm with you on this, baby girl." She slid off Dad's lap. "Cue up her blow-job scene Max. From the beginning."

I reversed through the video, while my father and I had our pants removed. We were only sitting a few feet apart, but Penny nudged me over, when I raised up to get my boxers off. Dad and I were less than a foot apart, and I had a great view of both women.

Backing up the video was pretty much worthless. It was hot, but nothing like the show on the couch. Mom was looking at both me and Dad, while getting him hard, and Penny was doing the same. It was beyond description. Seriously. I should stop writing now. Nothing I could ever put on paper would do it justice.

After a few minutes Mom sat up and held Dad's cock upright. She looked over at Penny. Penny smiled and held mine up. "Twins," she giggled.

"Yeah, I'm Arnold, and Dad's Danny Devito," I teased.

"Ass-wipe," Dad growled throwing an elbow at me.

"Mom! Dad hit me!"

Mom grinned, and leaned over to Penny, pulling her hair back, kissing her shoulder, while she sucked me. "Harold, if you can't play nice, I'm going to have Jeremy take our baby girl upstairs, and the show will be over."

"Fucking tattle-tale," he murmured, grinning at me and winking.

Mom was watching Penny, and she pulled her up a second. "Give me your hand," she told her.

Penny put her hand in Mom's. Mom straightened out two fingers, and brought them up to her mouth. She sucked on them, looking at Penny. Several seconds later, she pulled away. "Try that," she said.

Penny put her mouth over my cock, and I felt her tongue moving differently, teasing, the tip rubbing under the edge of my cock head, side-to-side, then over the top. I groaned.

"Did she get it right?" Mom asked.

"Fuck. I don't know if it was right, but that was fantastic."

Mom was going down on Dad again. "What was that, Alice?"

"Pirate Ship," she said, grinning.

"Give her all your secrets, and it sure as shit won't take her no 20 years to catch up," Dad laughed.

Mom grinned. "She's a baby, I'm not going to teach her all my secrets."

Penny did it again, and I moaned. She pulled off laughing, hugging Mom, watching Dad's cock disappear into her mouth. "Teach me another one, Alice? Please?"

Mom laughed. "I don't know. This is only for my son, you understand. Family secrets handed down for twelve generations. Perfected in the back alleys of Paris, three hundred years ago. In the wrong hands, they're deadly, you could stop a weaker man's heart with these."

"I'm your baby girl, right? I'm family," Penny pleaded.

Mom turned and kissed her softly. "Yes you are, angel." She took Penny's hand in hers. "This one's a little harder, pay attention."

Mom took the finger's in her mouth, and concentrated. She looked up at Penny, then winked. She pulled the wet fingers from her mouth. "Got it?"

"One more time," Penny asked.

Mom did it again, and Penny nodded. She went back down on me, sucking my cock for a few seconds, then held the head in place with her teeth, her tongue moving in a circle around the head, then poking the tip with her tongue.

Mom looked over. "Well?"

"Nice, but not as good as the 'Pirate Ship'," I told her.

"What was it?" Dad asked.

"Swirly-Go-Round."

Dad laughed. "She did it wrong, if you think the Pirate Ship was better."

Penny looked irritated. She did it again, but it was pretty much the same. Good, really good. Just not as good.

She pulled off, "Better?"

"It's nice, I guess I just like the other one more."

Mom frowned. She looked up at Harold. "May I?" she asked.

He nodded.

Mom nudged Penny over and blew my mind. She did it twice, and I almost came for her, moaning. "Oh, shit, Mom!" I groaned, "Do that again."

Mom giggled, "Now you can tell her what she does wrong."

Dad laughed. "Told you so. That's one of her Secret Seven."

Penny went down on me, determined. It was worse than the first two. Her teeth were hurting me, and I had to ease her off. "Gentle, baby. That hurt."

"What did I do wrong?" she whined.

"Teeth were way too tight."

She did it again. The teeth felt a little better, but it wasn't the same, not even close. She looked up hopefully. "Nope."

"What? What's wrong?" she said pouting.

"I...uh...the top felt, I don't know, and it was too, jerky?"

Mom sighed. "Jeremy. That doesn't help."

"It just didn't feel as good, none of it."

Penny looked like she was going to cry. "I love what you're doing, Penny. Everything, really. You know your sweet mouth drives me crazy."

She glared at me. Shit.

Mom looked up at me. "I'm going to borrow her for a second, Ok, Jeremy?"

"Sure."

I wasn't expecting Mom to pull my girlfriend over between my Dad's legs. "He'll teach you."

Dad looked nervous. "Alice, I don't know."

"Nonsense. You know exactly what it should feel like. Tell her what she does wrong."

Mom hugged my girlfriend. "Take your time, and play a bit before you get started, so he can wrap his mind around such a pretty thing as you doing this."

Penny giggled. "Right. Following in your footsteps? I'm chopped liver, next to filet mignon."

Mom kissed her cheek. "No, you're a beautiful, blue-eyed, blonde, teenage girl sucking his cock for the first time. You win this one, baby girl."

Penny stuck out her tongue, and licked Dad's cock, slowly. She did it again, watching him. The third time Mom leaned in. "Playful, like on the video. Give him a couple of minutes of fun, before you go for it."

I was aching, my heart in my throat. I had imagined at some point it might come to this, but I felt angry, jealous. She was mine. Nobody but me ever. Penny looked over at me and stopped. She pulled away quickly. "I'm sorry, Jeremy. I won't do it, if you don't want," she whispered, scrambling backward. "I'm sorry."

Mom glared at me, and for a moment I felt like she hated me. It was like a kick to the balls. Dad was willing to share Mom's mouth. Almost all of her. Hell, I'd taken her without his knowing, several times. I suddenly felt ashamed.

I crawled over to her, taking her in my arms. "No, I'm sorry. I guess I wasn't ready for that. I felt so jealous. You're mine."

She nodded. "Only yours," she whispered.

"Please, try it again for me? I'm prepared now. I promise I won't freak out or anything. Learn it for me."

She nodded, nervously. "That's all I want to do. Learn how to be the best for you."

I kissed her tenderly, then drew her back between Dad's legs. "I'm sorry Dad."

He nodded, looking at me intently. "It's a difficult thing. Sharing someone you love." He glanced over at Mom, and I saw her blush. "Even with someone you love just as much."

I felt my eyes watering. "I didn't know. I'm sorry."

He nodded. "Lesson learned. All I ever ask is that you learn."

I climbed back on the couch, and watched Penny try again. She was tentative, nervous, looking up at me frequently. Mom had her arm around Penny's shoulders, whispering.

"Penny?" I asked.

She stopped abruptly, looking at me. "Yes?"

"When Mom did that to me, did you get jealous?"

She nodded. "A little. I know she's so much better than me, and to see her touching, that," she nodded toward my waist, "was difficult. I kind of feel like it's mine, you know?"

I nodded.

"But I know it's Ok. She's only trying to help, and I trust her. Completely. She'd never do anything bad. Nothing that would interfere with you and me. I just had to remember her, upstairs, helping us, and everything was Ok. I even liked it."

She looked at me, then smiled. She gave Dad a playful lick, her tongue dancing along his shaft. He moaned, and her little smile grew larger. "You trust me, don't you, Jeremy?"

"Of course."

She licked him again, in a teasing zig-zag pattern, ending with a puckered kiss on the top of his cock. "You trust our Daddy. I know you do."

"More than anyone in the world," I told her.

She pouted. "Don't you want to see your baby girl suck Daddy's big cock?" she asked in a devastating little girl voice.

I nodded slowly.

"Daddy can teach his baby girl how to make him feel good, make all my Daddy's feel good, with my naughty little mouth. Can't he?" She was looking up at me, sadly, her tongue moving wickedly, along the sides of his shaft, under the head, curling around it.

Dad groaned, reaching down and brushing her hair back. Her silky smooth long blonde hair.

"Please let your baby girl, learn. I need to have my innocent young mouth trained to suck big, fat, huge cocks." She sucked the head, pulling off with a pop. "Thick cocks." She sucked him again, deep, gasping when she backed away. "Powerful, juicy cocks." She bobbed up and down quickly, then pushed hard, gagging. "My Daddy's cocks." She stroked him, her hand moving slowly over his whole length.

"Train your girl. You and our Daddy. Train me to suck cock. To be a good little cock-sucker like Mommy. Train my mouth. How to do the magic, how to take it down my throat. How to swallow. Train your baby. Train me hard. Train me so one day you won't even be able to tell who it is sucking you, me or Mommy."

She looked up at Dad. "Teach me Daddy. Tell me what you like. What I'm doing wrong. Use your baby girl's naughty little mouth." She sucked his cock, staring up at him, her eyes pleading. She didn't do much more than bob up and down.

"Alice!" he groaned.

Mom put her arm around Penny, "He's going to come soon. Maybe I should finish him," she said.

"Please Mommy," she whined, stroking his cock rapidly. "I want to make my Daddy come for me. I want to taste him, then have him cover my face in Daddy cum, and let you lick it clean. Please."

She didn't wait for an answer, taking his cock in her mouth again.

"He comes hard, baby girl. Get ready for it," Mom whispered. "Put your hand near the bottom and you'll feel it."

Dad was leaning forward in his seat, pushing into her mouth. He reached for her head, and Mom stopped him. "No Harold. Let her do it."

He groaned, looking down at my gorgeous girl.

"Out little girl is sucking you. She's going to let you come in her mouth, and then I'm going to lick every last drop off of her face and feed it to her. She needs to learn your taste, get used to it. She's going to need a lot of training," Mom was talking steadily, driving him mad. "Nobody but our boy and you have ever used that sweet mouth. Look at her eyes, Harold. Our baby girl's loving, innocent eyes. Those big blue eyes, begging for your cum. For her Daddy's..."

"GOD!" he groaned, and a moment later Mom was holding his cock, aiming each new stream of sticky white cum on Penny's eager face.

"More, Daddy," she moaned after swallowing his first shot, "cover me. Spray your baby girl."

He was gasping, while Mom stroked his cock, squeezing out every last drop.

"That's all, baby girl," Mom said.

Penny opened the one eye that wasn't glued shut, and smiled. She tilted her head way back. "Mommy. I'm sorry I was so naughty. Forgive me. I know he's yours."

Mom licked her face, a long slow movement, then pressed her tongue into Penny's mouth. When she pulled it free, she said, "I'll always forgive you. You're my sweet baby girl."

I groaned, and Mom giggled. "We'll have to take care of our boy soon."

Penny nodded. "That's why I have to learn. So I can take care of him as good as Mommy."

Mom licked her for a while, driving me nuts. "Harold came so quick for his little girl. He must really love you."

"Does he really love me? Like you and Jeremy love me?" she asked. "Am I his Princess? His special baby girl?"

Mom was holding my girl, her arm around Penny's shoulders, her hand fondling a breast. She was leaning over her, keeping her promise, searching out every last drop, and feeding it to her baby.

Mom was wicked. "Next time you can swallow more, Mommy wants some of it on her little girl's boobies, and that's all mine."

I couldn't take it. "Lay her down Mom. Now."

Mom looked at me, stroking my cock, and she eased Penny to the ground. I stood next to Mom, "Suck it."

Mom opened her mouth wide, her tongue extended, and I pushed my aching cock between those beautiful lips. She sucked me, for only a few seconds before I couldn't stand it any longer. I pulled away and put my cock in Penny's mouth. "Swallow," I said.

I came hard, a few shots in her mouth then I raised up and splashed her chest, neck and face, groaning. Penny had her hands between her legs, whimpering.

I stood on wobbly legs, and stroked my Mom's soft hair. "Clean your babies, Mom."

She took my cock in her mouth, sucking me slowly, her tongue gentle and teasing. She left me hard, then went after Penny.

I collapsed back on the couch, reached for my beer, and finished it. I looked over at Dad, who was stroking himself, watching our girls. "I think you owe me a Grolsch, Dad."

He nodded. "On the bottom, behind the soda water. Bring two."

"No way. Not until Mom's done. I'm not missing this."

Penny was squirming, rubbing between her legs, while Mom sucked on her tits. Both of them seemed to be enjoying it a lot.

"You never answered her question, Dad."

"What?"

"Do you love your baby girl? Do you love my hot little girlfriend? Tell her."

"Jeremy..."

"Tell her, Dear," Mom said, looking back at us. "I don't mind. Don't you love our baby girl? I do."

"Jesus," he groaned. "I love her. I love our naughty girl. I love how she's always called me Dad. How good and sweet she's been. The way she made that movie for us, blowing our boy so good. I love how she was with our son, her first time, so brave. I love her sweet mouth, and her evil teasing words. I love our sweet baby girl to death."

Penny was gasping, and before he could finish, she was coming for him. "Daddy!" she cried out, and Mom held her, kissing her lips.

"See? Daddy loves you too. We all love you so much, Penny. You're the best daughter we never had."

Penny hugged her, catching her breath. She sat up slowly, looking at Dad's cock. She returned to her little girl voice. "Is Daddy ready to train my mouth some more? I still need to learn Mommy's swirly-go-round."

Penny got up and came over to me, sitting on my lap, straddling me. "That was so wild," she said, her chest heaving. "You have very, very naughty parents, boyfriend."

I laughed, kissing her softly. "I have an equally naughty girlfriend and 'sister' it seems."

She got serious. "I want to try to put it in. That's all. I want to feel it again."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Just for a few seconds, Ok? I'm still incredibly sore."

She parted her lips and pressed my cock against her opening.

"Do you need any lube?"

She laughed. "I'm a fucking ocean down there. Lube wouldn't stand a chance."

She held my shoulders and slowly lowered herself. She was still too tight, and I thought it was hopeless, until she bounced up and down hard and a couple of inches slid in. "Fuck!" she groaned, her head bent over, gasping. She lifted up her head, and looked me in the eye as she pressed downward, further, further. She had most if it when she stopped. "Hold me?" she asked, trembling.

I hugged her close, my hands caressing her back.

Mom was sitting in Dad's lap, and they were both watching us. Penny was moaning softly, her hips moving in small circles. "God," she groaned. "So fucking big."

She leaned her forehead against mine. "Don't move. It's perfect. So full," she gasped. Her breath was coming in spasms."

"Rub her clit, son, gently. Tell her how you feel," Dad said.

I pressed my fingers at the top of her pussy, rubbing soft circles. "I love you, Penny. So much. Thank you for loving me."

She was trembling softly, and her lips parted, gasping.

"Kiss her, Jeremy," Mom said.

The moment my lips touched Penny's, she came for me. A beautiful, extended, shaking orgasm, clutching at my cock, while my tongue invaded her naughty mouth.

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I held her until she calmed, and noticed she'd sunk all the way down, taking my entire length. She gave me a tiny smile. "Perfect. You are always perfect."

"I loved that," I told her honestly.

"Me too." She grinned and moaned as she pulled off of my cock. I was a wet creamy mess, and I hadn't contributed any of it. She giggled. "Sorry Mommy. I guess while Daddy's training my mouth, you're going to get a taste of your baby girl."

Mom stood and hugged her. "Are you alright?"

Penny laughed. "Seriously? You didn't see that? I'm better than alright. Fucking amazing."

Mom pretended to glare at her. "Your language, baby girl. I've half a mind to wash that dirty little mouth out with cock."

"Daddy cock?" Penny chuckled.

"Lots and lots of Daddy cock."

"Jeremy cock too?"

"Oh yes. No punishment would be complete without Jeremy cock."

"Fan-fucking-tastic," Penny laughed.

Mom grabbed her hair, and pulled her over to Dad's eager cock. "Punish our baby girl's filthy mouth, Dear. But not until she's got the Swirly-go-round right."

She leaned over and smacked Penny's bottom, making her squeal before Dad pulled her mouth onto his cock.

Mom came over and knelt between my knees. "Goodness. She did leave quite a mess, didn't she?"

"Too much?" I asked.

She smiled. "Never too much of my baby girl or my baby boy." She looked over at Dad. "Good enough view?"

He tore his eyes from where Penny was sucking him, and nodded. "Perfect."

Mom chuckled. "Just like our boy."

She licked me clean, taking her time, praising Penny's taste. I heard bits and pieces of Dad instructing Penny.

"A little softer with the teeth...now a tiny bit more...there! That's it. Can you remember that?" She nodded whimpering cutely. "Flatten your tongue at the top, then roll it for the sides, close, it's like your trying to reach your tongue over the top of the head, past your teeth...perfect...now the sides..."

Mom stole my attention away by giving me the real thing. I moaned for her, and brushed her hair. "Seven Mom? You have six more as good as this?"

She sat up, kissing my cock. "Six better. It's the last of the seven."

She took me in her mouth and did something new, my head lodged at the edge of her throat, pulsing. Her tongue felt like a finger squeezing the shaft, moving back and forth, while my cock was held trapped by her tight throat entrance. She pulled off gasping, moments before I would have come. "Patience, Jeremy. No coming in Mommy's mouth until I say so."

"Holy Christ, Mom! What was that!"

She grinned. "Tunnel of Love. Mommy loves her baby boy."

"That one too!" Penny cried out. "You have to teach me that one."

"No baby girl. One at a time, until you perfect it and practice it at least 20 times."

Penny giggled. "Ok. Tomorrow then."

Dad groaned. "Evil baby girl. That's what we have, Alice."

Mom laughed, her head tilted sideway, her tongue wrapping around my shaft while Dad watched her. "Would you want her any other way?"

Penny learned from Dad, then she'd come over and practice what she'd learned. Mom would remind both of us how it was supposed to be done, while teasing Penny by making Dad or I groan with some special skill of hers. It was great incentive, and Penny was very good at taking her instruction, then putting it to use. She'd play the baby girl act for Dad, and the horny girlfriend for me.

"That's one thing you won't have to teach her," Dad said, playfully spanking his little girl's pink bottom, for getting a lesson wrong. She was still wearing her skirt, tucked up out of the way, and nothing else. Like Mom.

"What's that, Dear? If you leave one mark on her sweet little hiney, you'll be cut off for a week, and all her training will be done with our boy."

Dad was caressing more than spanking, and she was barely pinked up at all. "Teasing and roleplaying. She's a master. No doubt about that."

"I'm not teasing, Daddy," she whined. "I need my bottom spanked. I was a bad girl. After ten tries, I shouldn't ever get it wrong. Not if I want to catch up to Mommy."

"Are you telling me you didn't bite on purpose?" he laughed, giving her one real smack, make her cry out."

"Would Daddy's baby girl do that? To her Daddy's wonderful tasty, lip stretching, manly pee-pee?"

"Take her son. Before I do something that will get me in trouble."

She giggled. "Sorry Daddy. Baby girl's kitty is only for Jeremy. My poo-poo hole too, someday. But my lips are for Daddy." She climbed off his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him soundly. "Tell me Daddy. Tell me you love me."

He laughed, hugging her, "I love our baby girl."

"No, Daddy, tell me you love me."

He kissed her softly, pulling her hair back from her face. He looked into her sky-blue eyes. "I love you Penny. My son is a lucky man."

She gave him a hug. "Daddy's lucky too, right?" she said softly. "To have me and Mommy."

"Yes, Daddy's the luckiest man in the world to have his wonderful family, and beautiful girls." He turned to me. "Take her. Now. Please," he begged.

Mom stopped her play, and I went over and got my girl, holding her in my lap. Mom went over to Dad, sitting in his lap, straddling him. She reached down and slid his cock into her, settling down onto it, making him groan. "Thank you, Alice."

"Daddy still loves his first baby girl?" Mom teased.

"More than life itself."

Mom rode him, lovingly, taking care of his need that my evil girlfriend had inflamed.

"Do you think I'll ever be able to take it that easily?" she asked quietly.

"Yes. My bet is it won't be that long, either. Not the way you learn."

She rested her head on my shoulder. "We're not being too naughty here, are we? You're Ok with all of this, right?"

"It's wonderful. You're wonderful."

She cuddled in. "Your parents are wonderful. Your Mom is amazing. With her teaching me, I'm going to be the best little cock-sucker ever." She kissed me. "And it will all be for you. You're never going to want to leave me."

She grabbed my cock gently, her finger stroking. "Can I finish this for you? Or do you want to save it for your Mom."

"For Mommy?" I teased.

She blushed. "A little over the top?"

I laughed, and gave her a hug. "No 'baby girl' I think it did exactly what it was supposed to do. Did you work that out with Mom? Any of this? All of it?"

She grinned, then starting kissing my chin. "Would we do that?" she said innocently, then chuckled. "Thanks for thinking we could, but most of this is spur of the moment."

"Daddy?"

She hugged me. "Maybe not all of it. The little girl bit, and getting one of you two to give me a facial, we might have discussed. The lessons, that was Mom being Mom."

We were talking, and I looked over to where Mom and Dad seemed to be having a similar intimate conversation. Mom was giving him a slow rocking ride.

Penny slid off my lap. "I'm going to worship Fuck-God now, so no interruptions. Consider this a pop-quiz. You pop and I get an A."

I leaned back, and let her restore the lead to my pencil, before getting serious. No doubt about it. One evening with Mom and she was getting better. Much better. I was going to have to work on the stamina. I'd already come three times, and after only a few minutes, I was thinking about how good number four was going to be.

"Easy, Penny," Mom said. "You could get him to shoot in a couple of minutes, but where's the fun in that? Draw it out, enjoy it."

Penny eased up, getting playful, putting me on a roller-coaster of lust, bringing me close over and over again, just to back off. I leaned back and closed my eyes, wallowing in the sensation.

"How's she doing, Jeremy. Learning her lessons?" Mom asked.

Penny took that as an opportunity to show me her progress on the Swirly-go-round, making me gasp.

"I'll take that as a yes," Mom giggled.

She did it twice more, my fingers digging into the cushions as I tried to hang on. Penny sat up, stroking me rapidly. "Where?" she asked.

"That wonderful mouth. Take it all for me."

She smiled for a brief second before bobbing up and down, leaving her new lessons behind, and easing me into her tight throat. "Close," I groaned.

She pulled me back to the front of her mouth, her tongue teasing as her hands stroked me fast. A guttural groan escaped my lips as I surrendered, letting her milk me for several seconds, until I had to beg her to ease up, I was so sensitive.

She held my cock in her hand, brushing it against her cheek. "That was a sweet little load. I think we've almost sucked you dry."

Mom was back on her knees in front of Dad, tending him as well. "Over here, too. We can be proud of this."

The girls got up, and Mom took Penny's hand, heading for the kitchen. They were giggling like schoolgirls, while Dad and I did our best to recover.

"What do you think, Dad? Can I keep her?"

He chuckled. "Don't take this wrong, but if you don't, we're going to find out if you're too big to get your ass kicked by your old man." He sighed. "That's a hell of a girl you've got there."

Dad looked over at the kitchen, where our women were sipping beverages, chatting. He patted the cushion nearer to him. I scooted over. "This wasn't some plan to get your mother was it?" he asked quietly.

"No. Not that I know of. Penny invited herself over. The matching outfits were their idea. Maybe you can get Mom to tell you more about how they conspired before Penny came over."

He shook his head. "Not this time. I'll let her have her fun. They seem to be having a ball, and we didn't do too badly either, did we?"

"No complaints from me." I got up, stretching. "Another beer? I never did get that Grolsch."

"Sure. One more."

I returned with our beers, the old fashioned bottles, with the swing-top porcelain cap. I gave Dad his, sat down next to him, and he held his bottle up in invitation. I clinked mine against his, and took a sip.

He put his hand on my shoulder. "I know that sharing her that first time was hard. Even with me. Hell, maybe especially with me. I'm proud of you."

I nodded quietly. "I didn't expect it to hit me like that. I...I think I'm only now beginning to realize what it must be like for you."

He laughed, taking a sip. "Whatever you were feeling, multiply it a hundred-fold. Twenty years, and I'm the only man she's touched like that. I was her first and only. I always thought, who am I kidding, I knew she'd never be with anyone but me. This isn't easy, is it?"

"No. It's not."

Dad was watching the girls, sipping his bear. "I'm sorry. I'm not strong enough to change the rules yet. I hope you understand. She's...she's my everything. I can't give her up. I could never even do this much with anyone but you."

"I understand better. I do. I appreciate where we are now, let's not even think about changing anything. What we have now is pretty spectacular."

He grinned. "It is, isn't it. I take back that 20 year comment. With your Mom helping her, I don't think it's going to take that many months. Our little girl is remarkable."

They were walking over, and Mom sat in my lap, giving me a kiss on the cheek. Penny stood in front of Dad, her hands behind her back, twisting bashfully. So fucking cute.

"Daddy? Can I sit in your lap?"

Dad laughed, making her giggle when he pulled her down. "Wicked little minx. Daddy's lap is always here for you."

He hugged her, and Mom picked up the remote. "How do we start this over? I'd like to see it all the way through again, in peace this time."

I'll admit it. Watching Dad hold my girl in his lap, cuddling, whispering, watching the movie together, it was almost as bad as seeing her mouth on him for the first time.

Mom pressed her lips to my ear. "It's Ok, baby. You should feel that way. She's yours. He may be your father, but he's still a man, holding your woman."

"I feel rotten," I told her softly. "He's willing to let me be here with you, like this, and I still want to fight for her. Ungrateful. That's what I feel."

Mom was kissing my neck, her tongue gently outlining my ear. "It's not the same. I've always been yours. Always, from the day you were born. She only became yours last night. He's not going to take her, you know. He couldn't, not from the pedestal she's put you on."

I looked over at them, watching our movie. Penny's head was resting on his shoulder, quietly. He was stroking her long hair, idly. They'd share a few words about the movie, laughing less, talking calmly, sweetly. She wiggled a little in his lap, and he adjusted her, before she settled back down, obviously content.

"Are you Ok?" Mom asked. "Do you want me to go get her for you."

Penny looked over at us, and smiled. She winked at me and blew me a kiss, before snuggling into Dad, and focusing her attention back on the screen.

"No. They look happy. Besides, I've got you here, with me. What more could I ever ask for?"

"I love you, Jeremy. I love watching you change in the last week, becoming a man. It's a little difficult, giving up the baby boy."

"I love you, Mom. I'll always be your baby boy."

Things had calmed down a lot, and when the movie was over, Penny gave Dad a kiss, and come over to me. "Take me home, Jeremy? It's getting late."

We got dressed, all of us a little embarrassed over how things had worked out. Penny said her goodbyes, and I got her video for her.

"Why are there three?" she asked, as we walked out the door for the ten minute walk to her place.

"One with your Mom's 'optional' scene, one without. The third one has your initial BJ video. Since you made it for 'Mom Dad' I thought you might want to share it with your parents one day if everything goes well."

She took them, and put all three in her small bag. "I'm not sure, but I guess it's nice to have the option. I never saw it; is it good?"

"Hot as hell. I guess that's no surprise, with you starring in it."

She blushed, giving me a hug. "I had a blast, but I have to admit, I'm feeling kind of weird about everything. Are you Ok with it all?"

"It was a little iffy there for a while, but it's cool. You like the lessons?"

Penny laughed. "So weird. I don't know if I could have gone through with any of it, if you and your Dad weren't so damn alike. I swear, it's like being with you, twenty years from now. Almost like you jumped forward in time, got a lifetime of experience, then came back and taught it to me. Several times, I'd forget it was him I was with, until he'd correct me on something. Pretty damned hot, like there's two of you. I'm not freaking you out am I?"

"No. I get it. When your Mom was blowing me, and I looked down into her eyes, the same exact eyes as you, I got a similar feeling. Like it was you, just more knowledgeable. Maybe we're both freaks."

I left her at her door, feeling strange about seeing her father, and took my time going home, enjoying the feeling of being the luckiest guy in the world. I was still thinking about Aunt Marie, and starting the second part of my plan to bring her into the fold. I think Mom was ready. I hoped so, since I wasn't willing to wait much longer.I got home, and found the downstairs empty. I walked over to the stairs and heard Mom and Dad going at it upstairs. Hard to believe he was even able to after that evening.

They must have been pretty worked up. They'd left a mess downstairs. I took a few minutes to clean up after us, put away the movies, and locked up.

Back upstairs, Mom sounded like she was having a good time. I saw their door was shut, for the first time in a week. I listened for a while, and headed back to my room. I had considered going in and giving Mom a well deserved feeding, but I got the hint. Dad needed Mom for himself. I wasn't about to open the door, or even knock. No, this was Dad time.

I'd get my time with Mom. Especially if things went the way I hoped the next day.Things are getting complicated. Time to get the Aunt back involved. Hope you enjoyed this little tale.

Two Moms, Two Laps: Old Wounds - Incest/Taboo

Reopening Old Wounds between the Sisters.

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Lap Moms 6: Two Moms, Two Laps: Old WoundsReopening Old Wounds between the Sisters

Alex's efforts to bring his Mom and Aunt back together come to a head. Serious repercussions follow.

Apologies for the long delay between chapters. Things got ugly, and I had problems finding the right ending. Ended up changing things, doing some rewriting, and now have finished three more chapters. Pretty happy with the way it turned out. It looks like there's only one more to go. Hope you enjoy this installment.I woke up alone with a smile on my face, and a severe case of morning wood. Seemed a shame to waste it.

I got up, stretched, stroked my shaft, and headed for the bathroom. After a few seconds I was able to relax enough to relieve myself. I shook myself dry, patted the end with some TP as a courtesy, and stroked myself back to full-hardness as I walked down the hall.

Mom's door was open, and she was lying in bed, a single sheet partially covering her. She looked so beautiful and serene it made my heart ache.

I climbed on the bed, and pressed my cock against her lips.

"Suck your son, Mom," I told her firmly.

She didn't move, and I rubbed my cock up and down against her lips, shaking her shoulder softly.

"Suck your son, Mom," I repeated.

I saw a hint of a smile, and her mouth opened. I eased my cock inside, and started stroking between those sexy lips.

She turned a little, toward me, and sucked softly. No special moves, no attempt to take me down her throat, just a simple, willing sucking.

I brushed her hair back, and watched her pretty face. Her eyes were still closed, her mouth a comfortable 'O' letting me use her. I reached down and caressed her breast, and after only a couple of minutes felt the early end approaching.

"Soon Mom," I told her.

Her lips tightened, and her tongue starting moving. I pumped faster, fucking her mouth, and groaned. I delivered a full load, taking my time finishing, leaving my cock in her mouth as she swallowed and sucked me clean.

I pulled my cock out a few seconds later. "Good Mommy."

"Thank you baby," she whispered, her sweet smile fluttering across her lips.

I kissed her forehead, and straightened out the sheet. "Sleep now, you've earned it."

She sighed, rolling onto her belly, and I tucked her in, taking a moment to caress the swell of her ass, lifting the sheet so enticingly.

Mom came downstairs a couple of hours later, hair still slightly damp from her morning bath. She was wrapped in a plain cotton robe. I gave her a hug, and escorted her to the kitchen table.

I set her coffee in front of her, and heated up the pan. "Dad's egg white veggie omelet Ok?" I asked, whisking three egg whites, one whole egg and adding a splash of milk.

I turned on the broiler, and looked over where Mom was watching me. I blew her a kiss, added the butter to the pan, and poured the egg in.

Dad made omelets different than anyone else I know. He cooks the eggs over low heat without stirring it, then when it's mostly firmed up, he adds the extra ingredients, then puts the whole pan under the broiler for a couple of minutes to fully cook.

With the omelets on the top rack of the oven, I popped the English muffin in the toaster.

"You didn't pay me a visit last night," she teased.

"No Mom. The door was closed. Looked like you guys wanted some privacy."

She took a sip of her coffee. "Thanks for cleaning up last night."

I took the pan out of the oven, and slid the egg onto the plate, folding it in half and adding a little salsa on top. I put the omelet in front of Mom, and kissed her cheek.

"You're welcome, beautiful. I love you."

I buttered the English muffin, putting it on the edge of her plate and placing the jar of strawberry preserves next to her.

"Are you trying to fatten me up, Jeremy?" she laughed.

"Don't think that's going to be a problem. You've been getting quite a bit of exercise lately."

"But I already had my breakfast. Best breakfast I could ever ask for." She glanced down at my crotch, teasingly.

"I'm glad you like it, but I want to keep your strength up. Purely selfish reasons, you understand."

She sipped from her grapefruit juice, and wiped her mouth. "Pretty special night, wasn't it? Are you alright this morning?"

I washed the dishes, while she ate. "Yeah. I had a rough time there for a bit, but I think it was good for me to feel a little of what Dad was going through."

"He understands. We both do. He was having a difficult time as well. Not the sharing as much, but rehashing our early days. That Penny is a hell of a girl. Too bad the summer's ending."

"I think we're going to try to keep it going. Spend our weekends and holidays together. I'm crazy about her."

Mom stood and put her plate in the sink, then came over and hugged me. "Of course you are. She's a special girl. I'm not sure how easy it will be, once you're away, but I think it's great that you're giving it a try. There are a lot of girls out there, and you'll be able to have your choice, but I don't think you're going to do much better than her."

I stood and gave Mom a hug. I escorted her back to the family room, where I sat her down and kissed her gently. "I want you to watch something for me. Please try to keep an open mind." I hit play.

I went to the kitchen and finished cleaning up, letting her watch it alone. I grabbed the phone and called Aunt Marie.

"It's time, Aunt Marie."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"It's time. Give us about an hour."

"You still want me to bring Colin along?"

"Definitely. He's part of this, and we can't keep him in the dark forever. I'll see you soon."

I returned to the living room, and sat down next to Mom, putting my arm around her.

Mom seemed upset, and I kept quiet as Aunt Marie plead her case on screen. At least Mom was sitting through all of it. I wasn't sure it would even get this far on the first try.

She was stiff, sitting upright, her shoulders back. As the screen went blank, she didn't say anything, eyes still locked on the solid blue screen.

"How could you do this to me, Jeremy? Betray me like this," she said coldly.

"Mom! How can you say that? You know how much I love you. Are you so bitter about 20 years ago that you'd accuse me of betraying you? Me? Ever?"

"What do you expect, choosing her over me? You couldn't love me and do that!" she snapped.

"Stop it. You know better. I'd never choose her over you. This isn't even about her, it's about you."

"You expect me to believe that! You just want to fuck her." I could feel her anger brewing.

"I'll never touch her again if you don't want me to. I love her, I always have, she's the best aunt a boy could have. That said, she means nothing to me compared to you."

"Then why would you do this to me? Side with her like this," she whined.

"Because I love you. I want you to be happy. Our life is so wonderful, except for this feud between you and Aunt Marie. I think it's time to bury the hatchet. She's been good for twenty years. Yes, she was horrible to you in high school. She admits it. We all know it. Can't you let it go?"

"Twenty years? After trying to steal you from me barely a week ago?"

"She didn't. Didn't steal me, didn't try. You know we've always been close. She just wants to be a part of us. She's lonely, and she wants to make things right with you. Can't you give her a chance?"

"Give her a chance? What do you think I've been doing for the last two decades? I never cut her off from the family. I never locked her out. I let her be the fun one in your life, while I had to be the tough one. I've treated her son like my own. She repays me, how?" Mom was practically frothing at this point.

Not going so well. "She loves Dad. She has from the day she first met him. Has she ever made a move on him since you were married? Done anything that was inappropriate? Over the top?" I asked.

"She knows I'd kill her if she did!"

"Never stopped her in high school," I reminded her. "Admit it Mom, you know she's been good. Her only recent mistake was letting me go too far with her in the backseat after Dad and you practically threw us together."

"We did no such thing!"

"Yes you did. Both of you. At least Dad is willing to admit it. What did you do with her son? Were you such an angel?"

She turned crimson. "I allowed him a few liberties. Not like you two."

"C'mon Mom! The boy has the biggest crush on you, and you let him play with your tits and rub between your legs. You kissed him. Were you trying to steal him away from his mother?"

"Don't make this about him," Mom snapped. "He took the liberties, not me."

"I did the same with Aunt Marie, with Dad's secret encouragement, throwing us together and making sure he hit every damn pothole between our cabin the main road. What about those outfits you two wore? That wasn't just her."

"I was wearing it for you, Jeremy!"

"No you weren't. Be honest, Mom. You and I had never done anything remotely sexual until that moment. That same morning I got to see Aunt Marie's tits, and motor-boated them. You were teasing Colin. Kind of cruel when you know how he feels about you."

"But that's all it was! Teasing, being a little playful. She's the one who crossed the line."

"Did you two discuss that line? Where to cut it off?" I insisted.

"She should have known!"

I felt like I was going in circles with her. I lifted her off the couch, while she tried to maintain her stiff manner. I pulled her onto my lap, hugging her.

"Mom, who do I love more than anyone else in the world? Honestly."

She slowly sank into my shoulder, leaning against me. I stroked her hair softly, turning her head to look at me. "Who, Mom? Who do I love?"

She lowered her head 'til our foreheads touched. "Me."

I kissed her lips gently. "Who do you think I love second most?"

She had to think about that.

"It's an easy question Mom. Don't think about it. Answer. Who do I love almost as much as you?"

"Your father," she said softly.

"Third? Don't think about it. Say it."

She couldn't just blurt it out. She gave it a few seconds, then wrapped her arms around my neck. "A week ago I would have said Marie. Now I'd have to guess Penny."

I brought her head down to mine, and kissed her a little more firmly, insistently, until her tongue caressed mine. "Correct on all three. Aunt Marie comes in fourth. Knowing that, why would I try to get you to accept Marie's confession and apology?"

She stiffened a bit, but I held her tight.

"Maybe you think it's the right thing. I could see how you might. But you don't know her like I do, baby."

"I've known her all of my life. Hell, I fed from her breast when I was an infant. I've lain beside her, holding her in my arms, and talked. Heart-to-heart. Talked about her past, her mistakes, her dreams, and her failures. I've let her cry on my shoulder until she had no tears left. She's sad and lonely, and afraid of you. In her eyes, you have everything. The perfect life. She's just a sad three time loser, who compares every man she ever meets to yours, and always falls short."

"That's her fault, not mine," Mom argued.

"You're right. She made her bed. She had to sleep in it. You got Dad. The best man you and I have ever known. She was jealous, went out and got married to the first man she could sink her claws into. For twenty years she sat on the sidelines, waiting for you to accept her back, watching you have what she never could. A man who loved her so completely, so devotedly."

"What do you want from me, Jeremy? I've let her in. As much as I can."

"I want you to sit down with her and talk about the things that you've avoided. Without hate or rancor. Sit, listen, and try to accept. Let's try to move on. The only time I ever see you angry, upset or unhappy is in relation to your sister. I hate that. I hate to see you upset."

She wiped her eyes. "You might try avoiding things like that damned tape and this whole conversation."

I smiled. "Maybe. I'm thinking more along the lines of building bridges. A little hurt today, to forgo future heartache."

She dropped her head to my shoulder. "I don't think I can do it, Jeremy. It's too much. She hurt me. You can never understand how much."

"I know. She hurt herself worse. Your sister is hurting badly. Please, Mom? Try? For me?"

"That's not fair," she whispered.

"You're right. It's not fair. I'm willing to beg. I'll do anything to make you happy, and I honestly believe we all need this. Whatever you want, Mom. I'll do anything. I'll never touch her again. I won't be with anyone but you. I'd even defy Dad. What will it take, Mom? What will it take to get you to at least make the effort?"

"Why, Jeremy? Why would you do this to me?" she whined sadly.

"You know why Mom. I wouldn't do this for anyone else in the world."

She'd had too much. I felt her body shaking as she cried into my shoulder, quietly at first, then louder. All I could do was hold her, caress her, and let her work it out for herself.

Eventually she calmed down, and I used the belt from her robe to dry her tears. She couldn't help but giggle a little when I gave it a tug, opening the front a bit. Then she kissed me so softly, I wasn't even sure our lips touched.

"What if I can't, Jeremy? What if I try and I still can't?"

"Then I'm wrong. I'll love you exactly the same, and will do my best to hide the pain when I see you two go at it. Only you can know if it's possible. All I'm asking is you give it a chance."

"And if I can't, you'll leave her alone? No more going to her?"

"If that's what you want. I'd hope she could still be my favorite aunt, just without any benefits."

"Of course. I'd never try to break you two apart."

"Just like she'd never do that to you. Never again."

I had my hand inside her robe, cupping her breast, feeling her nipple harden against my palm. She pressed her chest forward, pushing into my hand. "Mine aren't as good as hers," she said.

I gave her tits a squeeze, making her twitch. "Yours aren't as big as hers," I told her. "But they're better. They're yours." I kissed her neck. "They're not as big as Colleen's either. Do you think I prefer hers?"

"No."

"All of yours are bigger than Penny's. You think I love hers any less?"

"Of course not," Mom said.

I leaned her back, opening her robe wide. I took her nipple between my lips and sucked hard. She moaned for me.

"My tits, Mom. You said these were mine. You gave me life, fed me with your body. Whose tits could ever mean as much to me?"

"Nobody, baby. They are yours. Your father may own the rest of me, but my breasts are always for you."

I was taking turns suckling on each, when the doorbell rang. I sat up, and pulled her robe closed. "Listen, Ok? All I ask is that you try."

She sat up, calling out to me. "Jeremy! You didn't!"

I went to the door, and welcomed a nervous Aunt Marie into my arms. "She's seen the video. She's still a little upset."

"Is now the right time?" she asked.

Colin stood in the doorway, obviously confused.

"I don't know," I answered my aunt. "I hope so. Be honest with her. Honest and patient. Don't argue with her, try to listen."

I let her go, and gave her an encouraging pat on her rear, in Mom's direction. I dragged Colin in and closed the door behind him. "C'mon, Colin, let's get a beer and you can catch me up on the latest," I told him.

We walked through the living room, and I saw Aunt Marie on her knees in front of Mom, head in her lap, crying. "I'm sorry, Alice," she whined. "I can't help it, I'm so sorry."

Mom was stroking her hair, and looked up at me. She gave a nod of her head toward the patio. I took Colin out to the garage, grabbed a beer for each of us, and took him out the back. We ambled over to the patio, and I saw him looking inside where his Mom and mine were.

"Let's give them some private time, Ok? They've got some things to work out. How's your Mom doing?"

He opened his beer once he saw me open mine. "Nervous as crap. What's going on?"

"Sister stuff. Best we keep out of it for now. I want to hear what's been going on at your house since the jeep ride. Any repercussions? Problems?"

I saw him blush. "I'm not supposed to say."

"Jesus, Colin! You're not supposed to talk about it to anyone but me. You know that right? You can tell me and Dad anything, nobody else. We're family."

"Your Dad too?"

"Sure. He knows everything that went down. You haven't seen him blowup or anything, have you?"

He looked unsure. "No, I guess." He stared at his beer. "Uncle Harold really knows?"

I figured I'd grease the rails and get this train rolling. "Tell you what. Let me get you caught up. Penny and I did it."

He almost spit out his beer. "No shit? Did it? The whole thing?"

"Popped her tight little cherry. Blowjobs too. Sweet as can be, I gotta tell you. I was an idiot for waiting so long."

"Wow! Man, you are so damn lucky. First playing with our Moms and now going all the way with Penny. You're not shitting me, are you?"

"No way. Mom and Dad know too. They're cool with it. So's her Mom. I don't think her father knows yet, but it won't be long."

Raised voices from inside the house let me know things weren't going completely smooth. "Dude, grab a chair, let's give them some space." I picked up mine, and carried it further out into the yard, near the back fence, with Colin following.

Seated again, I grinned at him. "Spill. You couldn't keep your hands off her, could you? I know I wouldn't be able to."

He looked back at the house, and took a big swig of his beer. He shook his head.

"Tit? Or more?"

I saw a small smile creep across his lips. "Tit, then some more." He sounded proud.

"Damn it, tell me! I told you about Penny."

His smile grew bigger. "You didn't tell me much."

I gave in and told him a little more. About my father encouraging me, getting experience before college, Mom saying I could take her to my room, and spending a day naked in bed with her. More the next day, before she decided it was time. I told him the Mom's helped stage the room, but not about their presence. That was still their secret, especially Colleen's.

"You're kidding, right? They were there in the house, getting everything setup?"

"Candles, music, lube, they wanted it to be nice for her."

"How was it?"

"Fucking incredible! I had no idea. Man, we're going to have to get you laid. There's no way to describe it."

"When was it?"

"Two days ago. We didn't do it again yesterday 'cause she was too sore."

"Holy crap! Too sore?"

"Hell, she was a virgin. I'm pretty sure we're going to spend a good part of this weekend doing it some more. We're going to try to still see each other while we're at school. Weekends and breaks," I told him.

"Fuck. I'm so jealous. She's gorgeous."

"Everything I told you has to remain a secret. It's just between us. I haven't told anybody else," I warned him. "You gonna tell me now?" I teased.

He drank some more of his beer. He was already two thirds done. I'd never seen him drink a beer so fast.

"Nothing happened that first day. I was still kind of embarrassed, and Mom seemed out of it. Really tired and a little upset. The next morning though, when I woke up she was sitting on the edge of my bed. She brushed my hair back and looked down at me.

"'My boy's becoming a man,' she said to me."

"I told her good morning, kind of nervous still, and she scared the hell out of me when she took off her robe and climbed into the bed, wearing just a t-shirt and panties."

"No shit!" I told him.

He nodded. "I couldn't believe it. She said, 'Colin, I still can't believe what you did to me in that back seat. My shirt was up around my neck and my panties were off. I never thought you'd do that to me.' Man, I felt bad about it. I told her I couldn't help it. She asked why."

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"Why, Mom? Wearing nothing but that thin shirt, and those tiny panties, sitting in my lap for hours?"

"I've sat in your lap before," she said.

"Not dressed like that."

"Was it my boobs? Did my baby want his boobies back?"

"God, Mom! Your nipples were so hard, poking through that shirt, pressed against me. I couldn't help it."

"You like Momma's boobies?" she teased.

"Mom, please don't tease me. You're killing me. You have the best tits ever. How could I not like them!"

He took another sip of his beer, all but finishing it.

"Hold that thought." I told him. "This looks like thirsty work. I'll be right back." I headed back to the garage, grabbing two more cold ones, then took a peek in the house. They were sitting on the couch and talking. That was good. Better than the alternative.

I passed him a beer. "Go on. You told your Mom she had the best tits ever. I gotta agree."

He nodded. "She surprised the hell out of me, sitting up and taking her shirt off. Hell, she was in my bed, wearing only her panties! Can you believe that?"

I nodded.

"Well, she lay back down after that, looking at me kind of funny. 'Don't you like my tits, Colin?' she asked me. I figured I wasn't in trouble, so I reached out and squeezed the near one. She smiled at me, then told me she didn't mind if I touched her there. After that I couldn't help myself, you know? She let me play with her tits for like an hour. She let me suck them and everything."

"She does have great tits, doesn't she?" I said.

"Man. Better than any magazine. Big and soft. That's all we did that morning, and we didn't talk about it later. But the next morning she came to my room wearing only her panties and got in the bed again. I got to play with them for a long time, but I was going crazy, you know. I was so hard for her." He blushed, taking another drink.

"I don't blame you. When she was sitting in my lap, I was hard the whole time."

"Yeah, but I couldn't help myself. I was pressed against her leg, and I started rubbing myself against her. She didn't stop me, and after a few minutes I couldn't hold back and I came all over her leg. You know, I thought she'd be mad, but she giggled. 'Take a break, baby,' she told me."

He looked back toward the house, where things seemed quiet. "She wasn't mad. She got up and went to my bathroom, coming back with a washcloth. She'd already cleaned up her leg, but she pulled the covers back, and started cleaning me up with that washcloth."

I laughed. "I'd have gotten hard in a second, if she did that."

He nodded quickly. "Exactly! Me too! I wasn't even completely clean, and she was holding my hard dick in her hand. She didn't even say anything, she just pulled my head back down to her tits, and kept her hand on my shaft, pulling and squeezing."

"And you said I was the lucky one? Jesus, Colin, that's pretty incredible."

"I know! I mean, I got to play with her tits and everything, while she was stroking me down there. When I got close again, a little later, she whispered 'It's Ok, baby, you can come on Momma if you want.'"

"No way!"

"Yeah! Shit as soon as she said that, no way I could hold back any longer. I squirted all over her leg again, biting on her nipple, and you know what? I'm pretty sure she came too!"

"And that was a few days ago?" I asked.

"Yeah. Since then she's been coming into my bedroom every night. I get to play with her tits, and she jerks me off before I go to sleep."

"So have you tried to do anymore?"

"Are you kidding? She'd kill me!" he whined.

I had to laugh. "I don't think so. Damn, Colin, she has her hand on your dick and all. You didn't try touching her anywhere else, rubbing between her legs or nothin'?"

He shook his head.

I took a sip of my beer. "I don't know everything, but I think she's offering more. You've got to take a chance, bud. And not just when she comes to you at night. Push things a little. If she stops you or says no, oh well. At least you tried. You should try walking up to her during the day. Hug her from behind, push up against her ass, cup her tits. See what she does. Seriously, she's been jacking you off for close to a week. It's worth a try, isn't it?"

"But what if she stops everything? What if she stops coming to my room?"

"Then you go to hers. Be a man, Colin! Dad would kick your butt for being a weenie."

"Would you do that to your Mom?" he asked.

"Hell yeah, that and more. I already do, but I have Penny too, so I don't have to get carried away, and she gets plenty of attention from Dad." No way was I going to tell him the full extent of my relationship with Mom. Not yet. "Your Mom doesn't have a man in her life. She needs the attention. You should try to give it to her."

"You really think so?" he whined.

I wanted to shake him. "Grow some balls, Colin! You were brave enough to touch Mom. You were only three feet from Dad, and your own mother was in the back seat a few feet away, but you went after her. Touched her between the legs."

"Mom was so mad the next day, after what I did in the backseat," he said.

"That was worse. She was unconscious. Of course she'd be pissed. She had no idea what you had done. This is different. She's in your bed, already touching you. You should touch her back. Ask her to help you. Teach you what to do. Play on the whole 'Mom' thing. Tell her you want to start dating but you're not sure what to do. Get her to show you. I bet she would. Hell, it's even possible that my Mom would. But I'd start with yours first."

He looked nervous. "You really think so? She wouldn't get mad?"

"I bet just the opposite. It's worth at least a try, isn't it?"

He shrugged. "I don't want to mess things up."

I was frustrated with him. "Whatever. If you don't do it, I will. Your Mom is hot. If my Mom wouldn't kill me for it, I'd do her in a second."

"Do her? All the way?"

"Oh yeah. Absolutely. She doesn't have a man in her life now. If you don't want to play the part, I sure as hell wouldn't mind doing it."

"You really think she wouldn't mind?"

"I already said so. Give her a big wet kiss. Tell her she's the greatest and how much you love her. Feel her up and see how it goes. Keep pushing the limits until she stops you. Climb in her bed with her, instead of waiting for her to come to yours. Go for it, cuz!"

"Maybe I will. She's really sweet when she gets in my bed."

"She's sweet all the time." I finished my beer, and decided it was time to check on the Moms. "I'll be right back, Ok? I'm going to see how they're doing."

He nodded, and took another sip of his beer. It was still half-full.

I walked back to the house, and looked in. They seemed to be talking, without any screaming or violence. I opened the door and peeked in, announcing my presence.

"One nervous son and nephew entering the battlefield. Is it safe?"

Mom looked back at me, a little exasperated. "It's not a battlefield, Jeremy."

"Nobody bleeding? I don't need to call 911?" I teased.

Aunt Marie smiled a little, which was a good sign. "We're sisters. We're not going to kill each other, although I imagine there's been a few times when Sissy probably wanted to."

Mom grinned. "I never wanted to kill you. Shave your head maybe, and leave you naked on the front step, bound and helpless."

"I'd pay to see that," I laughed.

Aunt Marie squirmed forward and took Mom's hand in hers. "If that's what it takes, Alice. I'd let you. Whatever you need from me, to show you how sorry I am."

Mom didn't reply, and I could tell she was still resisting. I walked over to her. "Upsy-daisy, Mom," I said, taking her hands and pulling her off the couch. When she stood, I sat down and pulled her into my lap. She was a little stiff at first, then she settled against me. If I'd learned one thing about Mom in the last week, it was that sitting on Dad's or my lap relaxed her.

"What's the problem, Mom? Tell me. Tell us. What are you really worried about? It's not anything from 20 years ago, is it?"

She leaned her head against my shoulder. "I don't know. I guess I'm scared. She took those guys away from me so easily back then. What's to say she won't do it again? Steal you and your father."

"Alice! I would never..."

"Shh, Aunt Marie. It's the way she feels. It's not wrong, even if you wouldn't, couldn't. It's still the way she feels, deep down. That's what matters."

Mom squirmed in my lap. "I know I shouldn't feel that way. I know your father would never leave me. I know you love me, Jeremy. More than anything. I guess that's part of what's so scary. The thought of losing either of you. I just can't handle that."

I decided to take a desperate chance. I hoped it wouldn't backfire on me. "I guess that's it. You're not ready for this, and I understand. I told you I'd back you." I tilted Mom's head up and kissed her softly.

"Sorry, Aunt Marie. I wish it was different. I tried to fix things. You know I love you, and I always will, but I think you're going to have to go now. We won't be doing anything in the future, you and me. I can't. I really am sorry."

She crossed her legs Indian style, lowered her head, and put her face in her hands. "Please, Jeremy. Don't take everything away. I'll follow her rules. I swear I will, just like we've been doing. Don't shut me out."

"I have to. I know she gets upset when I see you. I can't do that to Mom anymore. I can't. Please understand."

Aunt Marie was crying softly. "I...I'm sorry, Alice. Please don't do this. Don't take him completely away. He's my Jeremy. Please."

Mom seemed anxious. "Jeremy..."

"No. It's Ok. It'll hurt for a while, but Aunt Marie can always get another man. It's not like they aren't chasing her all the time."

Aunt Marie raised her head, her eyes red and tearing. "We can be the way we were, can't we Jeremy? Best friends. You can still tell me anything. It can be the way it was, before. Right?"

"Maybe, in time. I think we need a break."

Mom twisted in my arms, looking up at me. "No Jeremy. She's your Aunt. She loves you like her own son. You can't just throw that away."

Aunt Marie squirmed even closer, sliding her leg under Mom's. "Listen to your Mom, Jeremy. It doesn't have to be like that. Please. Don't abandon me. I...I couldn't take that. I couldn't. You guys are all I have. You and Colin."

"You don't understand, Aunt Marie. She hates you. What you did eats at her every day. If we even mention you, she goes crazy. We were watching a video together, and I said we'd been practicing kissing, you and me, and Mom went nuts. When I told her I wanted you guys to try to work things out, she practically disowned me she was so mad. I can't hurt her anymore."

Mom had lowered her head, and wasn't even looking at her sister anymore. "Jeremy, it wasn't like that."

"Yes Mom, it was. It was terrible. You said I betrayed you and that I didn't love you. You screamed at Dad. It's too much. Maybe you're right."

"You hate me Alice? You hate me that much?" Aunt Marie sobbed.

Mom shook her head. "I don't hate you. I love you, you're my sister. I...I just get so angry. You hurt me so badly."

Aunt Marie looked devastated. "God, I've destroyed my life. I was so jealous of you, and look what I've done. I'm sorry, Alice. I never wanted to hurt you. You're my big sister. My idol. I...I won't bother you anymore."

Colin had some serious timing issues. He decided to make an appearance about then. "What's up? You never came back out."

Aunt Marie stood wiping her eyes. "We need to leave, Colin. Say goodbye to Alice and your cousin."

Mom reached out, "Marie..."

I grabbed her hands. "No. Let her go. It's better this way."

She looked at me in shock. "Stop it, Jeremy! This isn't right."

"Mom? Why are you crying? What's wrong?" Colin asked nervously. He walked over to her, and took her in his arms. "What happened, Mom?"

"I...I've done some terrible things, Colin. Awful things and I'm just going to have to live with that. We really need to go now."

He looked over at me angrily. "What's going on? What did you guys do?"

I felt bad about what I was doing, and I hoped it would work out, and not blow up in my face. "We didn't do anything. Ask your Mom sometime. Ask her how one sister should treat another. What she did. How she tried to take my father. How she stole Mom's boyfriends growing up. Ask her."

Mom seemed angry. "Enough, Jeremy! That was a long time ago. Don't tell him things like that."

"It's the truth," I snapped.

"It's the past. You can't do this. You can't send her away. She's been your favorite for 18 years. What she did has nothing to do with you."

"She tried to get between us. Remember what she said to you on the way back from the cabin? She knew exactly what she was doing."

Aunt Marie was crying again. "No, Jeremy, I swear. I wasn't trying to hurt her, or take you from her. I swear, I wouldn't do that."

"You don't know, Aunt Marie. The way she looked at me afterward, like I was scum, lower than dirt. I won't have that. Not from Mom."

"Jeremy, stop this now! You're overreacting. She's family," Mom said angrily.

I moved her off my lap, and stood up. "She's not. Family doesn't do what she did to you. I'm done. We're done."

"Don't tell me what I am or am not," Mom snapped.

"Whatever. You can kiss and make up, but not me. I'm not going to let her or anybody else get between you and me. Never."

Colin had been standing, his arm around his mother. He stepped toward me. "You're being a jerk," he said angrily.

"Don't be stupid, Colin." I pushed him to the side. "Take your Mom home. She's not welcome here. And leave my Mom alone, she doesn't want you around."

I was goading him. Purposely. So easy to push his buttons.

He turned red, and took a swing at me. I went with it, letting him hit me, then stepped into him, driving my fist into his stomach hard. He dropped to his knees, gasping.

"Fuck off. Don't you ever touch my mother again, or I swear I'll kill you. I was going to do it that first night, but Dad talked me out of it. I should have."

I ran up the stairs, and slammed my door. I laid on my bed, trembling, my stomach in knots. I hated it, all of it.

It was more than an hour later, and I was lying there regretting everything I'd done. It looked like I'd screwed up. It was a stupid, desperate stunt. If it was going to work, I'd expected her to show up in my room within minutes. Fuck.

I was feeling sorry for myself. I decided to give Penny a call. Maybe it would make me feel better.

I was right. Hearing her voice picked up my spirits. I told her a little about what was going on, and that I wasn't sure we'd be able to get together later. I'd been hoping for a little more practice, but she was good about it, telling me she was going over to her friend's house.

"Your ears should be burning in a little while. I might even have her come over and help her work on my shrine. It's really coming along nicely."

I laughed, and it felt good. "Have you been practicing your swirly-go-round?"

She giggled. "Right. And who would I practice with?"

"One of your myriad fans. I'm sure the boys would line up for a chance."

"I'm sure they would. But I'm done with boys. I'm quite happy with my amazing man. I think I'll save all my practicing for him."

"I'll call you later, if anything changes."

I hung up the phone after saying my goodbyes, and was about to get up and face the music, when the door cracked open.

Mom poked her head in. "Jeremy?" She had gotten dressed, exchanging the robe for shorts and a t-shirt. No bra, I saw.

I sat up. She opened the door and came over to the bed, sitting beside me. "Are you calm now?"

I nodded.

She put her arms around me. "You were too harsh with your Aunt. She didn't deserve that."

"I'm sorry Mom. It just drives me crazy to see you so upset."

She nodded. "I know. But she's still my sister. She's your family. You hurt her badly."

"Not like she hurt you."

"That was a long time ago. She was just a kid."

"My age?"

Mom was quiet. "I don't want this. I don't want you to be angry with her over something that happened so long ago."

"Long ago? What about the Jeep ride, Mom?"

"We both know that wasn't the same. She loves you, we'd all been drinking, and your father made sure you two were in a special situation. She might have pushed things a little too far, but it wasn't out of cruelty, it was out of love." She leaned into me, easing me back on the bed, her hand caressing my chest. "You can't understand. For Marie and me, you're so much like your father back then, it's disconcerting. So easy to forget. You're like catnip to us."

"I don't want to be angry with her Mom. I love her. I just don't want you to be unhappy."

"I'd be a lot sadder with her out of our lives. I love her."

"So what do you want to do?" I asked.

"I want you to make up with her. I want things back the way they were. You were very mean to Colin. You hurt his feelings badly. He looks up to you."

"I didn't mean to. He started it. He hit me first."

Mom looked irritated. "He couldn't hurt you. You know that. You're almost twice his size! Hitting him was cruel, you could have walked away. I'm disappointed in you. He's your cousin."

"I'm sorry, Mom. I was just so angry. When he took that shot at me, I wasn't thinking. I reacted poorly."

She brought her lips to mine. "I know. You did it for me, and I understand. I need you to make things right, though. Can you do that for me?"

I pulled her closer, kissing her. "Of course. Whatever you want."

She got up and opened the door, and Aunt Marie walked in, wearing one of Mom's nightgowns. She looked nervous, and Mom took her by the hand and led her to my bed. She stood behind her sister. "No more stupid rules, Jeremy. Show my sister you still love her."

Aunt Marie was always so confident, so in control. Now she appeared distraught, shaken. I held my hands out to her, and she hesitantly placed hers in mine, and let me draw her down onto my bed. I looked over at Mom.

She smiled shyly. "Colin's very upset. I'm going to calm him down."

I lifted an eyebrow, just the right, a talent I'd been working on diligently.

She blushed. "No more than in the car, Ok? I won't break your rules."

"Dad's rules," I reminded her.

"Yes, your father's rules. I understand. He...he needs me now."

Aunt Marie's head was whipping back and forth between us like she was at a tennis match.

"Tell him I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I was angry, but he's still my bud."

Mom grinned. "I will. Now convince your favorite girl you're sorry," she said, giving me a wink. She turned and walked out of my room, closing the door behind her.

I had been sitting up, and I took Marie in my arms and guided her down to lay beside me.

She was still looking anxious. "You're not still mad at me, are you Jeremy?"

"No, Aunt Marie. I love you."

She leaned into me, pressing her head against my chest. "You hurt me, baby. You were supposed to take care of me. Supposed to be on my side."

I kissed her head softly. "I am."

She looked up at me. "You have a strange way of showing it."

I smiled. "How are things with you and Mom now?"

"Better. She's still very cross with you."

I gave her a squeeze. "Better she be angry with me than you, don't you think?"

She stared into my eyes thoughtfully. "That...was that on purpose?"

I tilted her chin up. "It didn't seem like things were getting anywhere between you and Mom. I thought I might try something desperate. A little crazy, even. A way to get her on your side, defending you." I kissed her softly. "You can never say anything to Mom about it. Promise me."

"You didn't mean it?" she whispered.

"Who's been trying to bring you two together? I want you here with us. If that means I have to take a little heat for a while, that's fine. I'd do anything to heal the breach between you two. I didn't mean to upset you, but it had to seem real. Forgive me?"

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She relaxed, her arms hugging me tightly. "Oh, Jeremy. You're too good to me."

I laughed, running my hand down her side. "Impossible. Nothing's too good for my special girl. My first fantasy woman. My confidante and teacher."

She grinned. "Now what? Do you think she meant it? No rules?"

"I think she did, but she may not feel that way later. I think it would be best if we tried to stick to our rules just a little bit longer. I'll tell her I couldn't do it, I was too upset. Dollars to donuts she'll be pushing us together."

"God, you are a devious little son-of-a-bitch, aren't you?"

I rolled her on top of me, squealing delightfully. I kissed her hard. "Is that anyway to talk about your favorite nephew? Haven't we learned anything, naughty Marie?" I swatted her butt playfully.

She rolled off of me, then was fighting to get my clothing off. I didn't resist, letting her pull off my shirt and pants. As she was pulling down my boxers, I decided to tease her. "Colin tells me you two have been naughty."

She hesitated, then finished stripping me. "That damn boy should learn how to keep his mouth shut," she mumbled.

I hopped onto my knees, and grabbed the bottom of her nightgown, pulling it off of her, over her head. "From me? Where's the trust, Auntie?"

She tackled me, dressed only in her panties, her buxom breast crushed against my chest. "What did he tell you?"

I laughed. "Uh-uh. What did you do, you naughty wench?"

"Not what I do with you," she teased.

"How far? More than the handjob?"

"Not much. He needs to learn how to be with a girl, doesn't he? How to bring her pleasure."

"Kissing?"

She nodded, giving me one of her delightful kisses.

"Boobies?"

She grinned. "Not his first time there, is it? They've always been for Colin and you."

I rolled her over, giggling, while I sucked a nipple into my mouth, playfully. "You do have the greatest tits. It would be awfully cruel to take them away." I gave the sister nipple a suck. "Keeping him out of your panties?"

She blushed. "You're not going to let this go, are you?"

I slid down her body, kissing her belly, until I got to her waist. I grabbed her panties and started easing them down her legs. "You don't have to tell me. It's not like I'm anyone important to you."

She gave me a push with her foot, "You are so rotten!"

I leaped between her legs, spreading them, and dove face first between her legs. She fought me playfully, giggling, until she sighed and pulled my face tight against her crotch. I took my time, reviewing the lessons she'd taught me, until she was thrusting up against my mouth, moaning and coming for me. I held onto her firmly, and started fingering her roughly, her pussy soaking wet, making dirty, nasty splashing noises as I drove two fingers into her, my other hand rubbing her little love button.

Aunt Marie was twisting on the bed, her legs shaking, struggling while I forced her to come for me again. "Please, Jeremy," she gasped.

"Please, what?" I teased.

"Enough...too sensitive."

I laughed, and brought my mouth down and back into action, sucking on her like my life depended on it. I even tickled her backdoor, though I knew she didn't go there. Just nudging it, pressing softly, getting most of my first knuckle in. Her moaning had become desperate grunts, her legs kicking out, twisting, trying to push me away. I was having none of it. I was determined to drive my aunt crazy with lust.

She cried out when I switched back to fingering her hard, three fingers working her over. I moved from between her legs, sliding up alongside her body. I trapped one of her legs with mine, brought an arm across her shoulders pinning her down, and did what my father had taught me. Two fingers, yanking up hard against her pussy, merciless, while she gasped and pleaded.

Her head tilted back and she moaned "Oh, God!" It was harder to get her off than Mom, and my arm was tiring, but I kept it up. "God, oh God, oh God," she groaned, her body shaking.

I picked up the pace, my fingers almost pulling her off the bed. She screamed, and I felt the pulse within her, and pulled my hand free, as the clear liquid shot from her pussy. She was out of control, and I kept her leg pinned down with mine and slapped down on her clit, setting her off again. When she seemed to come off the worst of it, I rubbed her softly, leaning over and kissing her. "That was beautiful," I told her.

"Jesus," she gasped, looking up at me, and I slid my fingers back inside her, going to work again.

"No!" she moaned, "No more."

"Come for me, Marie. Squirt for me."

It took only a couple more minutes and she was coming hard again. Her body reacted stronger the second time, trembling, her stomach muscles spasming out of control. Every few seconds I'd see them harden, and she'd grunt. I spanked her naughty little pussy, making her scream, flooding my bed.

I didn't want to leave her like Dad and I had left Mom, so I eased back after that, holding her, cuddling her, caressing her crotch gently. She was half out of it, in a daze, giggling a little. "Jeremy," she whispered lovingly.

"Who loves you, Marie?" I teased, kissing her chin.

"My Jeremy. My Jeremy loves me."

"Always, Aunt Marie. You should have known that. You should have had faith in me."

Her eyes teared up, and she rolled onto her side, her arms enveloping me. "I do Jeremy. I love you. I love you so much."

I held her, my hands gliding over her soft skin, telling her how important she was to me, how much I loved her. She relaxed and cuddled in closer. I was kissing the top of her head, when I realized she was asleep. I figured it must have been a pretty exhausting and emotional day for her.

I took a couple of minutes to gorge myself on her amazing tits, which I could never get enough of. Her nipples were hard, but other than that she was barely reacting. A last gentle kiss on her lips, and I slid her sideways, out of the puddle she was lying in, and pulled the covers up to her chin.

I put on my boxers and a t-shirt, and went to see if Mom was being good.

After a quick look around, I determined she wasn't upstairs. I didn't hear them anywhere, and headed downstairs. The two of them were lying on the couch, holding each other. Colin was still dressed the same, but Mom had lost her shirt. They were kissing, and their lips never separated while I watched. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water, then walked into the living room.

I know, I was being rotten. I hate to admit it, but I was jealous. I wanted Mom for myself. Completely unfair, but I couldn't help it.

Mom opened her eyes and saw me watching. She pulled back abruptly, her arm covering her chest. "Jeremy! I...I thought you were upstairs."

I grinned. "So it looks. Aunt Marie is asleep. I guess it's been too stressful a day for her."

Colin sat up, blushing, trying to hide his erection. After a little scooting around they were sitting side by side, almost touching. I sat next to my mother, pulling her against me. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

Mom's turn to blush. "We were...we're just talking, mostly," she said finally.

I chuckled. "Quietest talking I ever heard." She still had her arm over her breasts, and I pulled them down slowly exposing her. "Looks like he talked your shirt off, Mom."

She jabbed me with her elbow. "Don't be mean, Jeremy."

I kissed her neck. "Isn't she the most beautiful thing in the world, Colin?"

He nodded, his eyes on her chest. "I can't believe it sometimes."

I nibbled her ear, and she leaned back against me. "I know. I can barely stand it. Every time I see her, I want to go crazy on her. I almost can't help myself." I reached around and squeezed her tits, tugging on her hard nipples.

"Please, Jeremy," she whispered softly.

"Colin, I'm going to borrow Mom for a second. We won't be long, she'll be down in a couple of minutes, Ok?"

"Uh...sure," he said.

"Have a beer and relax. We'll be back in a bit." I got up and faced him. "I'm sorry about earlier. Still friends, right?"

He nodded. "Sorry I swung on you. I couldn't stand seeing Mom like that."

"Understood. We gotta protect our moms. I would have done the same thing." I took Mom by the hand, and at the last minute she grabbed her shirt as I pulled her toward the stairs.

"What are you doing," she asked.

"Taking you to your room for a second."

She followed quietly, until I got her in her bedroom. I closed the door behind us.

"That was mean, teasing him like that," Mom whispered.

"I'm sorry. I was jealous."

She looked at me, then came into my arms, kissing me. "Baby, you never need to be jealous. You're my man. I was only trying to help your cousin a little. What happened to Marie? I thought you guys would be busy for hours."

"I couldn't do it, Mom. I'm sorry. We talked, kissed and played a little, but I couldn't go all the way. I'm still afraid it will mess things up."

"You fixed things though, didn't you? You can't stay mad at her. You two love each other."

I pulled Mom to the bed, and pulled off my boxers. I was achingly hard. I'd been expecting a little quid-pro-quo from Aunt Marie after getting her off, but no such luck. Then seeing Mom like that, I was ready to burst a blood vessel.

"We're better. I think it might be a while before it's like it was. When I think of how she hurt you, I...I guess I go a little nuts."

Mom moved down the bed, her hand reaching out and stroking me. "Give her a chance, baby. I believe she's trying? Don't you?"

"Yes. She's always been great to me. I know she'd never do anything to hurt us. Still, it's hard."

Mom laughed, her wicked tongue lashing out at my cock. "It is, isn't it? You played around, but she didn't get you off?"

I lied. "I couldn't. I can't get hard for her like I do for you, right now."

She looked up at me in surprise, then she crawled up my body, hugging me. "Poor baby, I have made a mess of this, haven't I?"

"No way Mom. It's not your fault."

She was rubbing her thigh against my erection. "I notice you have no problem getting hard for your ol' Mom," she teased.

"No. I doubt that will ever be a problem. I want you every time I see you."

Her lips grazed mine. "I know baby. I can feel it."

"I hate Dad's rules. I want you. I want to take you right now. Over and over again."

"Soon. I know you'll work it out. Then we'll do it all."

"Suck me, Mom?"

"Whenever you want, Jeremy. You only have to ask."

"I'm asking."

She smiled and shimmied down the bed. Her mouth slid over my cock, and she bobbed her head up and down a couple of times. She looked up at me, grinning. "You're asking, and I'm sucking."

I got off pretty quickly, after only a couple of minutes. She didn't let up for a second, getting me stiff again, and then going through her paces. I recognized each move for what it was, groaning, begging and moaning when appropriate.

"Jesus, Mom! You are so amazing. Why would I ever want Aunt Marie to do that, when I have you? She's not even as good as Penny before you started working with her."

Mom pulled off me, and stroked my stiff shaft. "You should be happy she sucks you at all. She doesn't hardly do that for anybody else. That's how much she loves you."

"You should train her," I said.

She laughed, and went back to sucking me.

"I wasn't joking."

She gave me her swirly-go-round, then lifted off. "First, she's got too much pride to let me do that. Second, why would I give her any more ammo in the competition against me?"

"Competition? Please. Besides, she could practice for years and she'd never even be in the same league as Penny, never mind you. She'll never enjoy it like you two do, and that makes all the difference."

Mom giggled, licking and kissing my cock all over. "You really think I enjoy this? Debasing myself for you and your father? Shedding the disguise so you can see me for what I am? A cock-hungry cum-slut?" She was smiling as she said it.

"You love it, crazy woman. It shows in everything you do. And we love you for it."

She pouted cutely. "Is that why you love me? Just because I'll give you a blowjob?"

I leaned over, grabbed her under the armpits, and lifted her bodily, laying her on top of me. I hugged her tight, then smacked her bottom. "How long have I loved you, Mom?"

She cuddled into me, kissing my neck. "Always." She giggled, "You always were a Momma's boy."

"I am. I love you more than anything. How long have I been getting blowjobs?"

"Uh...about a week?"

"Five days. Now, do you really think that's what I love about you?"

She laughed, squeezing me. "It's something you love about me."

"Absolutely. I love everything about you. Now finish what you started, evil Mommy. It's not nice to leave your son with a case of blue balls."

"I'd never do that," she said, then was quiet as she went back to work on me with a passion. She was wicked when she wanted to be, and had me unloading for her after only another five or so minutes.

"Stamina, Jeremy. We're going to have to work on that," she teased, licking her sexy lips.

"Unfair. You did that on purpose. You could have made it last."

She smiled. "Alright. You caught me. Go back to Marie, and do what you can to make her feel better. I'm going to go tease your cousin a little more. Don't interrupt me again for at least an hour. I'm going to make him mess his pants for me."

"Just remember the rules, Mom."

She stood up, and put her t-shirt back on. I watched her, thinking how much I wanted to take it off of her again. That and her shorts. Drag her into bed and have my way with her. Repeatedly. With vigor.

"Don't look at me like that, Jeremy. You're going to get me all worked up. Go to your Aunt. Make up with her for me."

"I'll try, Mom."

She blew me a kiss, and hurried back down the stairs. I headed for the bedroom, where my aunt was still napping. I pulled the covers off of her naked voluptuous body, and eased her legs open. I was gentle, kissing and licking, no finger poking at all.

"Mmmm, Jeremy," she sighed, her hand reaching down and brushing my hair.

I relaxed, playing, adoring the sweet, naughty opening. She was purring for me, sighing beautifully. "God, honey, that's so nice," she murmured.

My tongue was almost numb, I'd been working on her so long, but I wasn't reaching out that far, just past my lips, teasing her, sucking on her clit, licking the edges. I planted my mouth over her clit, sucking gently, rubbing my tongue around her firm little pearl. Softly, barely touching it.

I was surprised at her adorable little whimper, and I felt her throbbing in my mouth. I eased back, kissing it carefully, then climbed up beside her, pulling her into my arms.

"That was perfect, honey. So sweet. I felt so loved."

I kissed her nose. "Good, because you are, you know. Loved."

"Make love to me, Jeremy," she asked softly.

"God, I want to so badly. But not yet."

She pouted. "Why? Now that she'll let us."

"I'm going to make her force us together. I'm not going to let up until she's the one actually putting my cock inside of you."

Aunt Marie laughed. "Really? You think you can push her that far?"

"I think if Colin wasn't here today, she'd be in here now, working on me to fully forgive you."

"What do you want to do now?" she teased, rubbing her hands on my chest.

"Honestly? I just want to hang out with my best friend, and doing it naked is about as good as it gets."

"Really? I'm naked in your bed, and that's all you can think of?" she pouted.

"I'm thinking of a lot more. Tons more. You know what I really want to do. But with the long view in mind, I'd much rather have my way with you for the rest of my life, than screw things up because Mom's in la-la land at the moment." I pulled her close, my arm around her, hugging her, leaving little kisses all over her face.

I slid my lips down to hers, kissing her softly, tenderly. "I'm so lucky to be here with you," I whispered.

She grinned. "Ditto."

Another heart-warming kiss, and a thought occurred to me. "Want to hear about my first time with Penny?"

Her eyes shot open. "You did it with your girlfriend?"

"Oh yeah. Big time. Even shot a movie. If we can get Mom and Penny to Ok it, I'd love to show it to you."

We pulled up the covers, cuddled in the near dark, and I told her. "Some of this is very private, you'll understand, but I've always been able to tell you anything, right?"

"Of course! I've never broken a single one of your secrets."

"These aren't necessarily mine. You promise?"

"Always." She smiled, and gave me a quick little kiss, the pouted. "I was starting to think you didn't want to share with me anymore. So much going on in your life, and I feel left out."

"It's been a hectic week. But you'll always be my best friend, and I'll never leave you out. You know how I feel about you."

I earned another pout. "I thought so, but it feels like your Mom is taking my place, and your girlfriend is your big new romance," she said.

"Mom is mom. I love her to death. But we've never really shared our private thoughts and stuff until the last week or so. Not like you. So it's new, and cool, and different, but you've always been my number one go-to friend. That will never change. As for Penny, it's wonderful, it is. Learning about love and sex together. Getting closer. But you know how it is. Young love. Who knows where we'll be in a year? You and me, we're forever you know."

Her eyes got misty, and she hugged me. "You mean that, don't you?"

"Forever and ever. Nobody will ever have that part of me that you do. I can easily picture you and me lying together like this 30 years from now, cuddling and kissing, and telling each other everything."

She rested her head on my shoulder, sighing. "I'd like that. I can see it too." She giggled. "Now about that Penny..."

Half an hour later I was still answering her questions, and she had her hand on my erection, stroking it lazily, just playing around. Mom walked in on us. "Looks like you two are getting along again, getting ready for another go?" she asked, but I could tell that no matter how cool she tried to act, it was bothering her a little. Bursting in the door like that, I had no doubt she was trying to surprise us.

Aunt Marie was on the opposite side of me from the door, and Mom had a great view of her hand, moving up and down my shaft. "Another go? It's taken me all afternoon to get this much out of him," Aunt Marie pouted.

The idea of Mom helping Aunt Marie tend to me had the blood surging down below. I was rock hard in a few seconds. Which might not have been the best thing. Aunt Marie let go of my cock. "You see Alice? I spend hours with him, naked and teasing, and I get nowhere. Five seconds after you walk in the door, fully clothed, and he's hard as stone." Aunt Marie sat up, and the next thing I knew she had her face in her hands sobbing.

"You had to do it, didn't you? You couldn't leave me anything? Twenty years later and you're still punishing me. You've taken him completely away from me and left me nothing. Nothing!" Aunt Marie cried.

"I didn't Marie, I swear," Mom started, sitting on the bed opposite her.

"LIAR! Sure, he says he wants more. That he's on my side, wants to help me, but there's the truth!" she said, taking a swipe at my shaft. "He doesn't want me anymore. You've got it all now. Harold, Jeremy, and even Colin, I bet. What have you done to steal him away from me? Why, Alice? Do you still hate me that much? I was a 16 year old confused kid. Are you going to hold it against me forever?" Aunt Marie stood and picked up her panties, stepping into them. She grabbed my shirt and pulled it on, angrily, heading out of my bedroom.

"Don't go Marie," Mom pleaded.

Aunt Marie glared at us. "I don't know what kind of cruel game you're playing. I opened my heart to you both. Told you everything, begged forgiveness. Then you pull this shit. He keeps me busy, while you seduce my son? When were you going to tell me about Penny, Alice? His first time, and I never heard a word from you?"

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I was stunned. I'd really thought things were going well. Damn it.

She stomped off without an answer, practically running down the stairs. I heard her bellowing for Colin and I was almost back on the first floor when she started interrogating him.

"Everything you did!" she snapped at him. "So help me, if you lie, you'll regret it."

Colin was pulling up his pants, and he had a tired dazed look. From his appearance he'd been napping. Maybe Mom wore him out. I started to get nervous. How did she wear him out?

Colin had his pants on, and was seated on the couch, turning his socks right-side out. "You know, Mom. Just some kissing and touching. Like we do," he whined.

"Why were your pants off!" Aunt Marie growled, standing not two feet in front of him.

"Marie..." Mom started, but my Aunt cut her off.

"Not a word, Alice. This is MY son. Mine!" She turned to Colin. "Well?"

"They were uncomfortable," he said.

"Did she touch you there?" Marie asked, her voice turning scary.

He blushed, and fumbled with his shoe laces.

"DAMN IT! DID SHE TOUCH YOU!" Aunt Marie screamed.

He nodded, eyes turned downward, his hands clutching his sneaker.

Mom tried to calm her. "Don't Marie. You're upsetting him. We can talk about this."

Aunt Marie glared at Mom. "Sure. Like we talk about everything else. You promised no more than in the car." She turned to Colin, grabbed his chin and pulled his head up. "Look at me when I'm talking to you," she snapped. "How did she touch you?"

"W...with her hand," he whined.

"And...?"

He was practically shaking. "With her mouth."

I wasn't ready for it when Aunt Marie turned and slapped Mom across the face, hard. "You disgust me, Alice. All these lies. These tricks." She looked over at me, while Mom stood in shock, holding her cheek. "You too, Jeremy. What's happened to you? You were always such a good, open honest boy. Now it's nothing but lies, tricks and deceit. Both of you!"

Mom was looking angry. "I didn't do anything you didn't do, Marie."

"No? You lied to me! Yes, I blew Jeremy, but I wasn't planning on it. Hell, you know I don't even like to do that. I teased him too far, and let him finish in my mouth, so we wouldn't make a mess and get caught. Right afterwards I told you. I confessed because I'd never keep something like that from you. I knew it was over the line, and I told you."

She turned to Colin who was just sitting there watching. "Finish getting dressed, Colin. We're going home."

I went to her, reaching out, but she pushed me away. "Don't Jeremy. I'm tired of this bullshit. I tried, Lord knows I tried. But all these games you two are playing, all these lies upon lies. It's not worth it."

"Lies? All I want is for everyone to be happy?" I said.

"Bullshit! What, you get a little pussy off your mother, and then nobody else matters? You lie to me, lie to your father, to your mother, to Colin? I'm sure you're lying to your little slut girlfriend. What happened to you?"

I was shocked by her words.

"What lies, Marie? We're not lying to you or anybody," Mom argued.

"Still lying, you mean, don't you? Let's start with our trip, and our discussion afterward. We were only going to do what we did in the car, right?"

Mom nodded.

"So how come I can't fuck him if you can? Answer me that, Alice!"

"We...we didn't..."

"GOD DAMN IT! Stop the fucking lies, Alice. You don't think I know when my sister gets fucked by only the second man in her life? How long were we out the door before you were upstairs doing it again? Ten minutes?"

"It...it wasn't like that. It was an accident. I told him it couldn't happen again," Mom said.

"You lied to me. I know you didn't tell Harold, did you? So you're lying to him. You kept doing it, so you're still lying to all of us. When are the lies going to stop?"

"We're not doing it," I told my Aunt. "Dad and I talked it out, and he set the rules, and I swear we're following them." I looked over at Mom, still unable to believe she'd blown Colin. "Or we were. At least I was."

"You talked it out? You told him what you did with your mother? Everything?"

I shook my head. I was still ashamed of that.

"This game of yours, playing your mother and me against each other. How could you?" Aunt Marie asked.

"It was for us! I swear, all I want is for everyone to be happier. No more of this anger and competition between you two."

"Did you ever think of just trying honesty for once? When the hell did you become such a manipulative lying bastard. The both of you." She turned back to Mom. "And you! It was only a few hours ago you swore you were only going to tease him. Play a little. No more. You promised me!"

"I didn't mean to, it just happened," Mom said softly. "You were up there doing God knows what with my boy."

"I never lied to you. Not once. If I pushed a limit, I told you. I followed your damn rules, even though I was so tempted to break them. I did it for us, for the family." Aunt Marie, sighed, then reached out her hand to Colin. "Let's go. I don't want you around these people."

"Marie! Please, we need to work this out," Mom said.

"I'm done working it out. I don't like what you two have become. I don't like it at all."

I figured it wasn't the time to try to discuss things calmly, she needed space. Besides, she'd given me a lot to think about. She was right about a lot of things. We weren't being as honest as we should be, and even though I did believe that the little tricks I'd been playing were in everyone's best interest, it was still deceitful. All I had to do was think about how my father would feel about it, and I knew that I was in the wrong.

"Marie..." Mom pleaded, walking after them.

I put my arm around her. "Not now, Mom. She's right about a lot of it. Let's give her some time, and we need to talk."We did talk. She cried, and I was damn near close to it several times. Things were getting worse, not better. I was furious with her for breaking Dad's rules with Colin. She was angry with me for pressing the whole Marie issue, until it blew up. We both decided no more lies.

Dinner was an awkward affair. Mom made Dad's favorite, New York Strip. I grilled the beef, while she prepared homemade mashed potatoes, fresh green beans with chunks of thick cut bacon, and scratch made biscuits.

Dad didn't seem to notice how we were trying too hard to keep things light. He was actually grinning when I told him to come sit in the living room, maneuvering him to the couch. I got him an after dinner drink.

"Don't tell me you have another video? I'm not sure my heart could take it," he laughed.

"No Dad. We need to talk."

A saw a dark look pass over his face. "You didn't bend the rules today, did you? I can trust you two alone, can't I?"

"It's bigger than that. We haven't been truthful about everything, and while I was trying to get things worked out with Aunt Marie, I did some things wrong, and it's all blown up," I confessed.

"How bad is it?" he asked.

"Bad."

He looked at Mom, and she lowered her head, nodding slowly. "I'm sorry."

"I'm waiting," he said, the steel in his voice a clear warning.

"To start with, we weren't completely honest about the Jeep ride. We did more than we told you. Please don't blame, Mom. It was me. I...I couldn't help myself. I got carried away. I'm ashamed and I'm sorry."

He got up, from where he'd been sitting between us. He turned and faced Mom. "Anything to say, Alice?"

"I...I had sex with him, Harold. I don't even know how it happened, but I did. I'm sorry."

He turned away from us and started toward the stairs. "Harold..." Mom called out.

"Stay there. Don't say a word, Alice," he growled.

He returned in less than a minute. "You two had sex in the Jeep? Not three feet from me?"

We both nodded. He pulled a bag from behind his back, and threw it at Mom. She practically jumped off the couch, gasping.

"No shit," he snapped.

I looked at the bag, and realized it was a large storage baggie, with her shorts from the trip inside.

"Oh, God, Harold. I'm so sorry," she whispered.

"You stink of sex, you can't wait to get in the shower when we get home, and you don't even do a decent job of cleaning yourself. You don't think I can tell when you've been fucking, Alice? Twenty years, and you think I'm not going to notice?"

"You...why didn't you say something?"

"I did. I asked you to tell me what you did. With both of them. At first I wondered if that was why you made me move Colin to the back. Maybe it was him. Then the way you behaved, what you told me about you and Jeremy, I knew. I knew and I waited for you to tell me. I waited, and waited."

"It was a mistake," she said softly. "We didn't want to hurt you."

"So that was it? One time in the car? Or have you kept hanging the horns on me, with my own son, no less?"

Mom was holding that bag, tears rolling down her face. She shook her head.

"Twice more," I said. "Once the next afternoon, and once more almost by accident when we were lying in bed together talking."

Dad looked more disappointed than angry. "Why would you two do that to me? Haven't I been a good husband, a good father? Did I do something wrong?"

Mom spoke up first, tossing the shorts to the side as if they were on fire. "No, Harold. You're the best. The best husband a woman could ask for. A terrific father. It's...it's complicated."

He turned to me. "I can almost understand you. A virgin, hormones raging, and we put you in that position, first with your aunt, and then with your mother. Half naked beautiful women on your lap. But afterward? Couldn't you have just come out and told me? You give me half the story, but won't come clean? I knew you were trying to make it up to me, I understood, but with those lies between us, how could you?"

"I was afraid. Not for me, but for Mom. I wanted to. I even came close a couple of times. I felt so guilty, and so ashamed. It was the worst thing I ever did in my life."

"I need to hear it. All of it. What's been going on this last week? How many other lies have there been? Where do we stand now?" Dad asked. His matter of fact quietness was scarier than if he'd started yelling.

He wouldn't sit, and I tried to tell him everything, holding nothing back, with Mom interjecting and taking over on occasion. I told him about in the Jeep. The next day, waking Mom, after she'd said no more. Doing it again. The blowjob. More sex. The following day, taking care of her in bed, massaging her. Everything I did with Aunt Marie. The afternoon with Penny, and Mom's getting involved. I explained that Mom had behaved, mostly encouraging Penny, during that first time with Penny, when we were learning about each other.

I reminded him of us watching the Penny blowjob video. Watching them. Listening to them in bed that night. His calling out, "That one was for you, Jeremy." Dad actually blushed a little at that. At least I think the red face was blushing. I could have been wrong.

Mom interrupted now and then, to tell what she was thinking. What was going on in her mind. She confessed to the wild excitement of being with us. Fantasizing about being available to both of us.

"Nobody else, ever, Harold. There was no one else, and there never will be. It's...different. God, he's so much like you, don't you understand? Like when we were starting, all over again. Your mannerisms, the way you walk, God help me, even the way he holds me. It's you all over again. I'm helpless against it. Then you started making me blow you in front of him. You saw what that did to me. He only had to touch me once, and I was coming for both of you."

He nodded. "Go on."

I told him about the following morning. The last time we had sex. How it wasn't supposed to happen, but we started rehashing what he and Mom had done the night before. The Penny role-playing, but with me in his role, and Mom acting like Penny again, until we were acting out the same scenario.

"I swear, Dad, we didn't mean to that time, we got caught up in it. So damn hot, listening to Mom tell me about you fantasizing about playing the part of me with her, and then pretending she was Penny, and you were taking her for the first time. I didn't even think about what we were doing, until we were almost done. I'm really sorry about that. The first times, were bad, behind your back, but that one, you trusted us to behave, and it got out of hand. I wanted to tell you, but there were too many lies already."

"Lies are like that. It only takes one to get the ball rolling, then it picks up momentum, taking on a life of its own. One lie begets the next, and the next. You get to the point where you can't remember what's true and what isn't. What lies you've told. I thought I taught you better than that," he said, his voice filled with disappointment.

"You did. This isn't your fault. You were honest with me every step of the way. I screwed up. I won't do it again. I couldn't take it anymore, that's why we had to have this talk," I said.

"Is that all of it?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Aunt Marie. I wanted to make things right with the family, but I went about it all wrong. You saw the movie she made for you. She made another one for Mom, begging forgiveness for her past, and asking to be a closer part of the family."

"Closer? How much closer?" he asked.

"You know. You saw her video. Intimately close. She'd like to be freely available to you. To both of us. I wanted it to happen. She came over today to start the healing, but it went poorly. Mom wasn't as forgiving as I hoped, and I..." It was hard to face what I had done. I took a deep breath, looking at both of them.

"I pretended to be really mad at Aunt Marie, and to want to cut her out of our lives, for Mom's sake. To stop the constant bickering and jealousness. I think I went too far."

Mom looked at me in surprise. "That was all pretend? Getting angry with her? Hitting Colin?"

I nodded. "I wanted you to take her side, Mom. Better the two of you against me than at each other's throats. I purposely didn't do anything with Aunt Marie, to keep you pushing us together, working with her, instead of against her. Marie didn't believe that's what I was trying to do. That's why she blew up. At least partially. You want to tell Dad about Colin?"

Mom turned red. Her knees were pressed together tightly, hands clutching at each other. "I gave him a blowjob, Harold."

That seemed to surprise and upset him. "Christ, Alice! Are you going to tell me he's just like me too? Or are you just becoming a big slut? Who else are you having sex with?"

"Nobody, Harold! I swear. It was only a blowjob for Colin. I...Marie was upstairs with Jeremy, and I was getting upset I guess, at what they were doing together. I did it because of her."

"This thing between you and your sister has to stop!" Dad snapped. "Giving the kid blowjobs because you're mad at Marie? So what next? You girls fight and you fuck him?"

"No, Harold! Of course not! I'd never do that. It wasn't supposed to go that far. I don't even know why I did it, other than I wanted to get back at her, and that silly crush he has on me. I'm so sorry."

"What's the boy supposed to think now, Alice? He's going to expect blowjobs from his aunt whenever you guys are together. Damn it! You know how he feels about you! How could you? Isn't our son enough? You going to go after Jenny's boy when he's of age? Or will you even wait?"

He was getting to her. Mom was really upset. "Please, Harold. It was a mistake. Of course I'm not going to do anything with Andrew. There're just so many things happening. I'm confused. Help me, Harold. Don't get mad. I need you now. I...I don't want any of this. I only need you."

"Twenty years, Alice. Twenty. Now this? First Jeremy, then that business with Penny, and now Colin? Colin of all people? What the hell is happening to you?"

Mom was crying. "I don't know, baby. I don't. I can't seem to help myself. My emotions are all over the place. Things between you and me have never been better, everything just seemed so wonderful. I don't know how I got here."

Dad stood over her, glaring. "It has to stop now, Alice. All of it. This has gotten out of control. No more, you understand? I won't take any more of this crap from you." I could see him getting upset. "Twenty years, you were the best wife a man could have. I was so proud to be with you. So damn proud. I don't understand what's happened to us, that you would think this was acceptable."

She leaned forward her arms clutching him around his thighs, clinging desperately. "I know it's not. I'm praying you'll forgive me, and help me through this all. You know how much I love you. You have to."

His hand reached down and caressed her head. "I know. That's what makes it so difficult." He grabbed her chin and tilted her head up until she was looking up at him, sorrowfully. "It stops now. All of it."

She nodded, then looked over at me. "Everything?" she asked softly.

"For now. Until we get everything under control. Nothing with Colin or Jeremy that you wouldn't be willing to do out in public. You understand me? No slip ups, no 'accidents'."

She nodded.

Dad looked at me. "Same goes for you. No more. Not with your mother, not with your aunt. Your relationship with Penny is your own business, but leave her mother out of it. That's inappropriate, unless her husband is on board. I doubt he is."

I agreed to his terms.

"You need to be the strong one, Jeremy. Don't let your mother slip-up. I hope I can count on you better than I have in the last week. Please don't disappoint me again."

"I won't Dad. I am sorry." I did have some concerns. "What about Aunt Marie? She's kind of in limbo now, and pretty pissed off at Mom and me."

"Leave her alone for now. I need to talk with her anyway."

Mom was still hanging onto him, like she was scared to death to let go. He peeled her arms away. "It's been a rough day. I'm going to go to bed now." He stepped back and looked down at Mom, his anger still visible, just under the surface. "Alice, I'd prefer if you slept in the guest bedroom tonight."

"No, Harold! I need to be with you. Show you how sorry I am. We need to be together," she pleaded.

"For now. I...I need to get my feelings under control. It wouldn't be pleasant if you were around me tonight. I don't want to say things I'll later regret. I need some time to deal with this. Don't push it."

The tears were running again. "Alright," she told him. "I'll hate it."

Dad nodded. "Me too. I hate all of it. I'm disgusted." He turned away, and walked upstairs. I moved over on the couch and put my arm around Mom. She tensed up for a second then settled in against me.

"It'll be Ok, Mom. It was a shock to him, I'm sure. But we needed to get it out in the open. We'll give Dad and Aunt Marie some time. They both love you. We'll be better for it, in the end."

"I don't know, Jeremy. This is pretty bad. I feel like we betrayed him."

"We did. Not out of spite, or meanness, but we did nonetheless. I'm sorry I pushed you so hard."

She shook her head. "I let you. I wanted it. I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help it."

I was pretty sure Dad would get over it. Let's face it. He had no problem with letting Mom give me blowjobs, even when he knew we'd already had sex at least once. He sure as hell seemed to enjoy the attention that Penny had given him. I knew for a fact that he wouldn't mind enjoying some intimate time with Aunt Marie.

Things were messed up, but at least it was all out in the open now. No more hiding. Even the business with Aunt Marie and Mom I felt was better now. At least they'd talked long and hard about their issues. I may have manipulated Mom, but that was out there as well.

I knew I should have felt better getting all that secret shit off my chest, but I didn't. I felt like crap. I'd always hated disappointing my father, no more so than I did now. On top of that, Mom was off-limits. Even Aunt Marie. I wasn't sure if I was going to let that last one stand. If Dad took Mom away for good, there was nothing holding me back from being with Aunt Marie. I wasn't going to rush that, but the idea percolated in the back of my mind.

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For a moment I felt jealous of Colin. I imagine once his mother got over the fact that Mom had given him a BJ, he'd be getting more action from Aunt Marie than I would.

I guess I'd been too pensive, for too long. Mom gave me a squeeze. "Whatcha thinking about, Jeremy? No more planning I hope."

"No Mom. More along the line of regrets. Not over what I did with you, but about not coming clean that first night. I wonder if we could have avoided all of this. Taken our lumps. It was a mistake, and if we'd just confessed, we wouldn't have all the trust issues we have now. We shouldn't have kept lying about it, even if most of the lies were of omission."

"You're not mad at me too, are you baby?" Mom asked softly.

"A little. Colin, Mom? After you told Aunt Marie you wouldn't. You keep breaking your own rules. You've got to stop that."

"You've gotta help me, baby. Be strong for me. For us, for the family."

"I'll do what I can. You know that. I still love you like crazy."

She smiled. "I know. That helps."

I stood and gave her a hand up. "Come on, let's make sure the guest bedroom is ready for you."

I saw the look of sadness cross her face. I gave her a hug. "You know it won't last long. He can't resist you. We both know that."

She gave me a grin. "I hope you're right."

I was lost in my own thoughts. For something that was going so well, it sure went to hell in a hurry.Thanks for reading, and being patient. The next chapter should be up in a couple of days!

Two Moms, Two Laps: Quiet - Incest/Taboo

Storms on the Horizon for Moms and Sons.

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A little turmoil, then the quiet before the storm.For a Saturday, things were awful quiet on the home front.

Dad was up early, and in the garage. Mom went back to her bedroom after he left, to get ready for the day. Me? I spent a good part of the morning lying in bed and feeling sorry for myself until I got a call from Penny.

"I thought you were gonna call me last night?" she started.

"I'm sorry. Things are in a little turmoil here at the moment. Family argument last night."

"Aw, I hate that stuff. Everything Ok now?" she asked.

"No. I think it might be a while before it is. I'm sure it'll blow over in time, but we'll have to wait and see."

"You wanna do something?"

"Sure. I'd love to. Get out of the house at least. Did you have something in mind?"

"Other than practice?" she teased.

I chuckled. "Yes. Not that I wouldn't like the practice."

We discussed a couple of options, and settled on a movie and hitting the mall food court. She wanted to come over after, and I finally agreed to it. Maybe by this evening things wouldn't be so awkward.

Mom offered to make me something to eat. Unlike a typical weekend morning, when we would usually eat together, it looked like she was cooking as needed. I gave her a hug, and felt her tense up.

"Take it easy, Mom. It's just a hug."

She nodded. "He's still angry."

"I figured as much. You should go out. Do yoga or something. Go to lunch with Colleen. Try to pretend it's a regular day. I don't think you and Dad should be under each other's feet all day."

"I was thinking about trying to talk to Marie," Mom said.

"If you want. Maybe you should give her a little time as well. I imagine a short phone call and apology might help."

Mom scrambled me up some eggs, and I made a quick sandwich, before giving her a peck on the cheek. "I'm gonna head over and see Penny. We're gonna catch a movie, and get something to eat. I'll probably bring her home later."

"We can't do anything..."

"Of course not, Mom. Not the way things are now. I'll take her to my room and stay out of everyone's hair."Penny was in a great mood and it was contagious. She hadn't been idle, and when we went to the Cineplex we were joined by two other couples. Her best friend Emma and Dan, her boyfriend, a guy I knew but wasn't especially friends with. Emma's friend Kelly and her date Drew joined us, both of whom I'd seen around but didn't really know.

She argued with me, when I insisted I was paying for our 'date.' Neither of us had a lot of spending money, no part-time jobs although she picked up some cash babysitting, and I got a nice allowance for doing the yard work, on top of my other chores. Still, it was our first time going out since 'the night' and I wanted to make it special.

In the theater, Penny and I didn't do a lot of necking, although that seemed to be all that the third couple had on their mind. I did have my arm around her, and her hand was on my thigh, teasingly high.

It was nice, comfortable. Knowing we were going to be going back to my bedroom, I didn't feel the need to get as much quick fooling around in as possible.

She turned her head and smiled at me. "It's different now," she said, almost as if reading my mind.

I leaned over and kissed her. "Yeah. Better."

She rested her head on my shoulder, while I caressed her hair. "Just what I was thinking."

I actually got to watch the movie, and all of us headed to the food court, although my appetite was curbed by the over-priced extra-large popcorn we'd devoured between us.

The matinee was pretty cheap, and I had a $2.00 off coupon for the popcorn and soda we shared, but my funds were already running low. Penny wanted a sandwich, and I was leaning toward pizza. I gave her my $10 bill, leaving me enough for a single slice. Thirty-four bucks, gone just like that.

I was standing in line to get my pizza at Sbarro's, with Emma in front of me. She kept turning and looking at me with a weird look on her face.

"What?"

She grinned. "She really is building a shrine, you know. I got to help."

I'm sure I blushed heavily, as she laughed at me.

"If anyone was building a shrine, it should be me. I've been such a dolt for the last year. Penny's pretty amazing."

Emma grinned at me. I thought she was being flirtatious when she stepped closer to me, her hand resting on my arm. She gave a little tug on my arm, pulling me closer. "You're a good guy Jeremy. What you did with her, for a first time? You have half the girls jealous. Just remember that Penny's yours. Only Penny." She giggled, her smile lighting up her arms, "No matter how much the rest of us tease and flirt."

She turned back to the front of the line, stepping forward as it moved. I followed her, only a foot or so back from her. She turned her head, her voice soft and teasing. "Stop staring at my butt."

I laughed. She did have a nice butt. "How did you know?"

"You're a guy." She gave a little shake of her hips. "I'm just kidding. Look all you want. Just no touching."

"Understood. Tease."

She chuckled, and stepped forward to order her food.

We were the last to get back to our table, and I was more than a little irritated that Dan was sitting next to Penny, and the new guy, Drew was sitting across from her, with his date at his side. They were talking so much, I don't think they even noticed me. It was obvious they weren't strangers. I stopped a few steps from the table, not knowing what to do. Penny was sitting on the end, and there was no place for me.

Emma stood at my side. "Drew's an ass. Ignore him."

"Why wouldn't Penny save me a seat? She always has."

"Don't let it get to you, Jeremy. Sit next to Kelly. She's probably irritated that Drew's ignoring her, after being all over her in the theater. Use that."

I wasn't sure what she meant, but I did what she said, sitting next to Kelly and across from Emma. She was right about Kelly. The girl seemed upset, and she turned toward us as soon as we sat down, turning her back to her date.

We chatted a bit, then I asked Kelly how she liked the movie. I knew for a fact that she hadn't seen very much of it.

"I...uh..." she mumbled, blushing.

I chuckled, leaning close. I whispered in her ear. "I'm teasing. Hell, if I was sitting with someone as pretty as you, I wouldn't even know what the name of the movie was."

She blushed, and a big smile appeared on her face.

I was looking across the table. Dan was talking with Emma, quietly. Penny seemed to hardly know I was alive. I honestly didn't understand that. When Drew grabbed a French fry from her tray, she giggled and pulled the tray closer, but didn't stop him.

Kelly and I talked about school, and I was surprised to learn she'd be going to UT with me.

I was keeping her near, talking softly so she'd have to lean close to hear me. I put my hand behind her chair, my fingers lightly touching her far shoulder. I brought my mouth near enough to her ear that she could feel my breath.

"Nervous?" I asked. I glanced over to see if Penny would finally acknowledge my presence. I might as well have been a blank wall. Invisible.

Emma blushed, as I kept teasing her. "About going to college three hours away," I said.

She seemed to relax a hair. "Yeah. I won't know anybody. It's a big school."

"You know me."

"Not really," she answered.

"I'd like to know you better," I answered, my lips brushing her ear lobe. "It would be nice to have someone there I know."

She was trembling, and looking down at her tray. I rested my hand on her shoulder, giving her a little squeeze. I glanced over at my girlfriend who still seemed unaware I was even alive as she chatted with her new 'friend'. He had his hand on her wrist, his fingers stroking her skin lightly, and the bitch was letting him. Fuck.

"I...I'd like that," Kelly answered me, recapturing my attention.

She was barely picking at her food. "Your fries are getting cold," I reminded her.

She picked up one nervously, and took a bite from the end. I'd already finished my pizza. I was pissed that I'd given Penny almost all my money, and she was letting that jerk eat the food I'd paid for.

"How are they? Maybe pizza was a mistake."

She was cute. Little dainty bites. She finished her mouthful, and looked at me. "Want one?"

"Sounds great," I said, but I kept my hands away from her tray. She was still holding half a fry, and when I didn't move, she hesitantly lifted it to my lips. I took a small bite, not that I was hungry, but it only seemed fair, since Drew was eating Penny's fries.

"Mmm. It is good. I normally only get the plain ones."

I reached over and took a sip of her drink. I noticed that Penny had finally realized I was there. She looked surprised. Good.

I slid my hand across Kelly's shoulder, under her hair, and rubbed her neck softly. "You and Drew serious?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Only our second date. I don't think there's going to be a third," she answered, angrily.

"Good. He's an ass. You could do so much better."

She turned and looked right in my eyes. "How much better?"

"Me, better."

"But, I thought you and Penny..."

"I thought so too. I guess she didn't. If she's going to act like that, when I'm here, what's she gonna do when I'm in Austin?"

Kelly nodded, taking another nervous bite of a fry. As soon as she did, she hesitated, then turned to me and offered me the rest. I accepted it, my lips touching her fingers as I finished it, and thanked her.

I pulled out my phone and handed it to her. "Give me your number."

She took the phone, and typed in her digits. I saved it under Kelly, then leaned back and took a picture of her, linking it to the number. Penny was watching me now, and she looked more than a little angry. I hit the Send button, and heard Emma's phone ring. "Call Me Maybe," how apropos. I hung up.

Penny stood up, and walked over next to me. "Are we done?" she asked, testily.

"You tell me," I told her calmly, then looked over at Drew, who was smirking. "Enjoy your date with your new boyfriend?"

Smirk away, asshole.

"We were just talking," she snapped.

"Whatever. You're free to do whatever you want. Nobody's stopping you." I turned back to Kelly. "I'll call you later." I leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek, watching her blush.

I got up, and Penny was glaring daggers at me. "What was that about?"

Emma was standing, and didn't look too pleased with me either. Oh well. It was her idea.

"If you don't want to be with me, Penny, just say so. There are plenty of other girls out there who'd like my company."

"Damn it, Jeremy! We were just talking. That's all."

"Yeah, me too." I went and dumped my tray, and when I turned around, Penny was running off through the crowd. Drew was laughing at me, as he walked over with his tray.

I didn't punch him in the face, as my first instincts urged me. My father had taught me better. I started to walk past him, then hit him with the side of my hand in the throat. Hard. Ridge hand, I think my father calls it. The fucker dropped like a rock, gasping, his hands reaching up to his neck, tray falling onto him. I kicked him on the shoulder, knocking him to his side, then stepped over him. I dropped a knee into his belly, hearing his breath whoosh out of his body, grabbed his hair and lifted his head.

"Have fun asshole? Next time I'll fucking kill you."

I dropped his head, watching it bounce off the floor and walked away.

The others stared at me as I strolled off. I gave one last look to see if Penny was around, then headed out to my car, and drove home.

Not the best date I ever had. Fucking $34 wasted. I didn't even like the movie.Mom was surprised I came home alone, but I didn't want to talk about it. There was a chill in the air, and Mom and Dad weren't talking. I didn't feel like it either, and went up to my room. I found distraction on my computer, gaming for a while, then perusing the porn sites. Two nights in a row without sex of any kind. A week ago that would have been no big deal, but I was used to more now.

I passed on dinner, and didn't even wander downstairs. I wondered if Penny would call and try to explain her behavior. By 11:00 I figured it was unlikely. I wasn't going to call her. No way. Not after the way she behaved.

She was fun, pretty, sexy, and a joy to play around with, but I'd be damned before I'd be second string to some asshole she'd just met. I was kind of glad it happened. Any thoughts of continuing our relationship once school started seemed wasted.

I was angry. Angry with the world. I was playing with myself, and irritated that I had to. Pissed at Penny for ignoring me and taking up with some asshole. Pissed at Dad for blowing up at everybody. Pissed at Mom for what she did with Colin, and her eternal attitude with the sister which caused all the problems. Pissed at Aunt Marie for bailing on us when everything seemed to be coming together.

Damn it. I couldn't even get off. Life sucked. Maybe UT would be the start of something better.Sunday I had only made a brief sortie from my bedroom long enough to grab a sandwich and some soda. I was still in a vile mood, readily placing the blame for everything that had gone wrong on anyone but myself.

I heard a little bit of coming and going downstairs, but blocked it out to the best of my ability. I had been anticipating one of the parents hunting me down for some chores but so far I'd been ignored as much as I was doing the ignoring.

So far.

It was around 3:00 in the afternoon when Mom knocked on my door. She didn't wait for a response.

"Make yourself presentable and come downstairs," she said sharply. "Don't be long."

She closed the door behind her before I could even answer. Not sure what was going on, I spent a couple of minutes throwing on some clothes and brushing my hair, but that was it. I headed down the stairs, and found myself confronted by what appeared to be two very upset mothers. Mine and Penny's.

I wasn't going to take any crap from them. I hadn't done anything wrong.

Mom shot the first salvo. "Do you want to explain yourself?" she asked hotly.

"Sure."

She looked at me, glanced at Colleen, and waited, arms crossed. After a few seconds she snapped. "Well?"

"I said I'd explain myself," I told her. "So what do you want me to explain?"

Mom looked irritated. Colleen looked no better. "How about you explain how you could leave your girlfriend at the mall?"

"Never happened."

Colleen interjected hotly. "Of course it did! Her friend had to bring her home when you abandoned her after the movie."

"Penny? She was no longer my girlfriend. She decided to date some new guy instead of me, and when I called her on it, she ran off, leaving me. I went home."

Both women looked confused, and unhappy. "You didn't take her to the movie for a date?" Colleen insisted.

"I did. I thought we had a great time. I guess she didn't. The movie was the end of our date. Her decision." I explained.

"Penny said you had lunch afterward," Colleen insisted.

"We didn't have lunch together. That's when she decided she wanted to spend some time with someone else, not me. She had lunch with some asshole named Drew, leaving me on my own. I told her if she didn't want to date me, there were plenty of other women who would, and she left. I went home. I wasn't having much fun by then."

Colleen frowned. "That's not what Penny says at all."

"I'm sure she wouldn't. Easier to blame me, I'm certain."

"She says you were fooling around with some other girl, even got her name and number and took her picture," Colleen said accusingly.

I sighed. "I'm getting a beer. Do you guys want anything?"

They both shook their heads. I hit the garage, and saw Dad's Jeep was gone, explaining the lack of interruptions. I took a long swig of my beer before returning to the lion's den. I sat in Dad's chair, turning it to face the couch. "Sit, please. I'll tell you what happened. You can decide what you want."

They both sat and I made it brief and to the point. "I invited Penny out for a movie, a meal, and then we were going to come back here for a while. Pretty straightforward, right? It's been kind of stressful around here and I was really looking forward to it. We went to the movie, with two other couples she'd invited. Emma and Dan, who I know, as well as Kelly and Drew, who I don't. No big deal."

"We watched the movie, then hit the food court. My date, so I gave Penny $10 to get what she wanted, while I got a piece of pizza. When I got back to the table, Penny and Drew were all chummy, chatting away, sharing the food I paid for, with no place for me to sit. She never even noticed when I got there. I ended up sitting at the only open seat at the opposite end of the table. I was next to Kelly, who was supposed to be Drew's date, but she was ignored as well, although at least she got to sit by her date." I took a long drink of my beer.

"When Penny finished eating, I think she finally saw me sitting next to Kelly, chatting. She got mad. What was I supposed to do, sit docilely in silence while she had lunch with the asshole? The way I figure it, if she is going to behave that way, when I'm here, on a date with her, buying her fucking meal, how's she going to act when I'm in Austin? Not going to happen. If she doesn't want to be with me, that's fine."

Mom spoke up. "Jeremy, I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding. Why didn't you talk to her?"

"When? By the time I finished cleaning my tray, she had run off. I looked around for her, but obviously, obviously, she didn't want to be with me. I'm not going to force myself on her. I didn't feel like hanging out with the others, especially not that asshole, so I left. Never heard from her again." Ok, so maybe I was understating my flirting with Kelly, but hell, that's all it was.

"Emma said you beat the guy up," Colleen said.

"Hardly. The asshole was smirking at me, laughing at being able to take my girl. He fucking laughed at me, Colleen. Fine, he could have her, but he doesn't get off scot-free. I hit him once. I looked for her, but she was gone. I left."

"She's crushed, Jeremy," Colleen said softly. "She won't stop crying. How could you think she'd choose some other guy over you?"

"Uh...because she did? We've dated a year. She's never once failed to save me a seat, or I'd save one for her. I come back and not only do I not have any place to sit, but she ignores me for the entire meal. The asshole is eating from her tray, the food I paid for. It's only when she's done, that she gets mad that I had the temerity to actually talk to someone else while she was having her fun. Well fuck her. I'm not going to put up with that. Either she's on a date with me, or she's not. She ignored me. She left me."

Colleen looked anguished. "I know she didn't mean to do that. She was upset. Why couldn't you at least have called her or something? You were willing to throw away a year's relationship just like that? It seems like you got what you wanted from her, then dumped her."

"I didn't dump her. She. Left. Me. She could have called. She could have stuck around and explained herself."

Mom glared at me. "I take it you didn't do anything wrong. None of this is your fault."

"What do you want from me, Mom? Was I supposed to sit by myself at another table, and wait to see if she'd ever remember who she was supposed to be with? Should I have bought the asshole lunch, so he wouldn't share hers? I sat in the only place left. I talked to the only person who didn't have a date by then. Maybe we flirted a little. Why not? It was pretty clear by then that I didn't matter a damn to Penny."

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"Is this what you want, Jeremy? End your relationship like that? I thought you liked her? More than liked her. You're just going to throw her away, over a stupid lunch seating?"

"It's not what I want," I snapped, getting tired of the carping. "I wanted a loyal girlfriend. Someone I could trust when we were apart, not turning to the first guy she sees, the first chance she gets. I'm not going to share her. If that's what she wants, she picked the wrong guy." I stood up. "There, I explained myself. She made her choice. I've accepted it. Time to move on." I turned and walked back upstairs, leaving the meddlesome Mom's in my wake.

It wasn't 20 minute later before Mom was in my room. "Can't you call her, Jeremy? I know you two can work this out. All couples have issues, it's something you're going to learn as you get older. I know she didn't mean to hurt you, and she wasn't leaving you. It's a stupid mistake. Ten minutes, and I'm certain you can get past this. You two belong together."

"Why, Mom? I can't trust her now. What's she going to be up to as soon as I leave?"

"It's not the end of the world. She only talked to a guy."

"She embarrassed me. Humiliated me. Disrespected me. Ignored me, while she spent all her time with that jerk. He was fucking laughing at me, that it was so easy to take her away. Why would I want her back?"

Mom sat down on my bed. "I wasn't there, but it sure sounds like that guy was the troublemaker, and Penny was too naive to see what was going on. She's probably not used to that kind of attention, and he took advantage of her. Why didn't you confront him right away? Insist on sitting with her?"

"I shouldn't have to. She made the choice, not me."

"Baby, guys are going to hit on your girl. She's sweet and beautiful. You need to stand up for what's yours. Nip it in the bud. Make it clear to her what your expectations are. Not abandon her the first time she makes a mistake. Call her, Jeremy. Do it for me, please?"

"No," I answered curtly.

She looked shocked that I would deny her. She got up after a bit, and went to the door. "Think about it, alright? You said you loved her. This, what you're doing, doesn't look like love. It looks petty. I'm disappointed in you. Call her later." That was her parting shot.

Hell. If Penny wanted to talk, she could call me, right? It wasn't like her fingers were broken. She's the one who made her choice.

I was more than a little surprised when Dad walked into my room around 6 o'clock. He sat on the corner of my bed. "What's this I hear about you dumping Penny?" he said.

"I didn't dump her. She left me. She chose someone else." I was getting tired of explaining that.

"Did she tell you that? Did she say she was done with you?"

"No. She opted to show me instead."

"I don't think so. From the sounds of things, she might have made a mistake. You're blowing it all out of proportion. You've got your mother upset, and her mother upset. Seems like the girl is a mess over this. If you've got a problem with your girl, you don't tuck tail and run. You have an obligation to get to the bottom of things. Work things out if you can. You've been dating her for a year, and this is the first fight you've had. Now man up, and work it out."

"Right. Like you 'manned-up' and ignored Mom for two days."

I saw his face turn red. "This has nothing to do with me and your mother. What she did was a hell of a lot worse than talking to some guy in public. You're making an ass of yourself."

"Thanks, Dad. I learned from the best."

He stood and glared at me. "Fine. Sit here and ruin your life. Whine like a spoiled little girl. You know she's crazy about you, and you're going to punish her for talking to someone else? Throw away everything because your panties are in a bunch? Go ahead. You're a man now, right? Old enough to fuck up on your own, and too full of yourself to listen to good advice. Screw this up too, why don't you? It's not like you don't have enough practice making a mess of everything around you." He turned away from me, "I honestly never expected you to grow up to be such a disappointment to me. I'm ashamed you're my son."

By the time I had a good snappy response, he was gone. Well fuck him too.

I was getting good at all this self-pity shit.The door opened, and the last person I expected to see walked in. Aunt Marie. She walked over to the side of my bed without saying a word. Sat beside me, and put her arms around me.

I sat there, upset beyond words. Why was everyone hounding me like this was my fault?

But Aunt Marie didn't nag me. She was quiet, holding me, slowly rocking back and forth. After a couple of minutes of silence she spoke softly.

"Young girls make mistakes, Jeremy. We do. Take it from someone who knows, and will pay for it for the rest of her life. We don't have enough life experience to make the right choices some times. Penny screwed up. Now it's up to you to decide if it's worth crucifying her over, or if you can let it go."

I could feel my eyes moistening. I leaned against her, and she kissed my forehead.

"Am I still your best friend, Jeremy? The one you've always been able to talk to? The one who would never steer you wrong if she could help it? Is it over for us too, or can I still be your buddy?"

I caught my breath. "You know."

"I hope so. I'm not so sure anymore. I'm not sure about anything. But never mind us. Let me tell you something about girls." She moved behind me, 'til I was sitting between her legs, her arms wrapped around my chest, mouth inches from my ear.

"There's a window of guilt. Right now she feels horrible about what she did. At some point, that guilt will turn to anger, and all she will remember is how you turned on her. Once that happens, your chance of ever working things out drops dramatically. The longer you two go without communicating, the worse it gets. I'm sorry, but that's the way it goes. If you have any feelings for her at all, if you see any way past this, there may still be time to fix this."

"She could call me. Why do I have to be the one to grovel? She's the one who hurt me. Humiliated me."

I felt her lips press against my neck. "You don't have to grovel. All you have to do is take the first step. Be willing to talk to her. You can tell her how you felt. How she hurt you. Whatever you think you need to say. You just have to make that initial effort. She knows she screwed up. You have to understand, baby, attention is a heady thing to a young girl. We live for it. She hasn't learned yet how to fend off hurtful attention. She doesn't know about predators, seducers, the guys who say all the right things for all the wrong reasons. She's going to have to live with that attention for many years to come, and learn how to deal with it. This was a hard lesson, but I'm pretty sure she learned it."

"It's not that easy, Aunt Marie," I said.

"I know, baby. Let me tell you something else. You were her first. Right now, her heart is in your hands. You can't understand, you never will, what it means for most of us girls. You were her first, and it was perfect. That makes her extremely vulnerable at the moment. You could destroy her, so easily. Crush her. I don't think you want that, do you? Are you going to rip her heart out, because she was too naive to see what that bastard was up to?"

"I...I guess I wanted her to feel some of the pain I was feeling, when she ignored me. What it felt like when that asshole smirked, laughing at me."

"You've done that. Tenfold. Forgive her for a stupid mistake, and let her forgive you for compounding it. She hurt you, but you didn't handle this well at all. You're both learning what it means to have a serious relationship. What you had for a year was nothing compared to these last few days. Learn, while you're young, Jeremy. It's not too late for you two. All you have to do is make the first gesture. Please, take it from someone who knows the value of forgiveness. She loves you, and you love her. Don't let this ruin it."

I turned around, and pulled her onto my lap. I hugged her until my arms ached. "I need you, Aunt Marie. Don't let my stupid mistakes interfere with us, please. You've always been my go-to girl. Always. I'm so sorry I've screwed things up."

She rubbed her face on my shoulder, and I felt the moisture of her tears. "Don't you go worrying about us, Jeremy. We'll be just fine. You and I both know that. We'll have time enough for us later. For now, take care of Penny. The poor girl is devastated."

I kissed her, a long soft kiss, from my fantasy woman and best friend. "I'm going to go over there. I'm sorry I was so stubborn."

Aunt Marie climbed off my lap, and took me by the hand. "C'mon, no time like the present."

"It's late," I told her, the clock on my desk reading almost 10:00.

"Trust me, she's not sleeping. Go."

She walked me downstairs, and I saw my parents sitting on the couch, watching me anxiously. I walked over, needing to make peace at home as well.

"Sorry Dad. You're right. As usual. Don't you ever get tired of hearing me say that?"

He gave me a lop-sided grin. "Not in this lifetime."

"I'm going over to talk to Penny. See if I can make things better. Thanks for trying to help me pull my head out of my ass."

He nodded.

"You, too, Mom. Thanks. I'm sorry about earlier."

"I understand. Go on now. Time's wasting."

I leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, then turned and took Aunt Marie's hand in mine. We walked to the door, and I gave her another kiss before I headed out. "You're the best. Don't ever let me forget that."

I got a quick last hug, before she shooed me out the door.I had to knock on the door three times before anyone answered. I looked up to see Penny's father scowling at me.

"I know it's late, Mr. Booth. I'm sorry to be bothering you, but I'd like to speak to Penny if I could."

"Couldn't it wait until morning?" he growled. "Haven't you done enough lately?"

"I think it would be better if we spoke tonight."

He glared at me for a few minutes before stepping back to open the door.

"Who is it, Joe?" I heard Colleen ask. She looked my way and was out of her chair like a shot. She grabbed my hand, tugging me down the hall. "Just promise me you're not here to make things worse," she said softly.

"I hope not," I confessed.

She knocked on the door to Penny's room. I heard the muffled "Come in," and Colleen was pushing me through the door.

If I expected her to leap into my arms, crying, begging for forgiveness, I was sorely disappointed. Her eyes were red and swollen, but I didn't see much in them but anger.

I recalled Aunt Marie's words, and wondered if I'd missed the window.

She didn't say anything, apparently waiting. I took a page out of Aunt Marie's playbook, climbed up on the bed, and wrapped my arms around her, silently, just holding her.

She sat still, unyielding for the longest time. I was in no hurry. I let her get used to my presence, happy to hold her again. I saw her head slowly bow. "You hurt me, Jeremy. Nobody ever hurt me like that."

"I'm sorry," I told her, kissing the top of her head. "I think we both suffered enough the last couple of days. You destroyed me. I...I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"I only talked to him. That's all. Why wouldn't you believe me?"

"It wasn't that you talked to him. You forgot about me. Ignored me. We were on a date, and you let him replace me. I don't know if I've ever been that angry or jealous. How could you do that to me, after the last few days? I thought you loved me as much as I loved you. I would never do that to you."

"You did just as much, and more," she said.

"No. I did it to get back at you, to get your attention, to give you a taste of what you were doing to me. You did it because you forgot about me. Didn't care. All I could think about was what was going to happen when I leave for school. If you could forget me, flirt and date other guys, while I'm three feet away, what are you going to do when I'm 3 hours away?"

"What about me, Jeremy? It's like you stole my virginity, and then the first time you get mad at me, you dump me and pick-up the first slut you run into. Didn't you know I'd hear all about it? You and her becoming 'special' friends at UT, while I'm stuck back here? What am I supposed to be, your weekend fuck-buddy, while you keep a new girlfriend down there? I talk to some guy, and you've suddenly abandoned me at the mall, got a new girlfriend, and are ignoring me. Do I mean that little to you?"

"You could have called me, you know. You're the one that ran away from me at the mall. Left me there with that asswipe laughing at me."

"He's not an asswipe. He's a nice guy. A lot nicer than you, it seems."

"Sure, a nice guy moving in on a girl he knows is taken, ignoring his own date while he tries to get in your pants. I saw you two, Penny. Eating off your plate, teasing, joking, touching. I saw how you looked at him. You never once thought about me, sitting at the end of the table. Never for a moment even looked my way. No, you were all goo-goo eyed for lover-boy. How long have you had a crush on him?"

"I...I never had a crush on him. We're just friends."

"Right. Your 'friend' sure moved in on you pretty damn fast. How long have you two been friends? It sure didn't look like something new."

"Stop it Jeremy. Just stop it. We're friends, Ok? I've known him for a couple of years. We never dated. He's never even kissed me."

"I bet you wanted to, though, didn't you? What was I, second place? First chance you got to trade up you jumped on it?"

She started crying. "No, you've got it wrong. You're my first choice. You always were. I was so lucky to have you. He's just a guy I know. He was paying me attention. It was nice. That was all."

I didn't like to see her cry. I held her, brushing back her hair. "I'm sorry, Ok? I was jealous. Maybe too jealous. I was hurt, and I overreacted. I've never had anyone I was serious about like you, Penny. Don't you understand? I felt I was losing you, and it broke my heart. I thought we had a chance, a long-term special relationship. Seeing you like that made it all seem so temporary, like you were just using me for the experience before I went away."

"Why did you have to beat him up? He didn't do anything. We just talked."

"You thought you were just talking. He knew exactly what he was doing, stealing my girl. You didn't see the way he looked at me, smirking, laughing at how easy it was."

"He didn't 'steal' me."

"Not yet. He opened the door. Got you giggling and ignoring me. I bet he knows I'm going away. Is he going to be around? Get another shot at you later? Where's he going to school, Penny? Locally, I bet. Did he make comments about me leaving you?"

"He said he's going to UNT. He's going to be around. I guess he did ask where you were going to school."

"I bet he suggested you guys get together, too, didn't he?"

"Not on a date or anything. He said we should go out as a group more often."

"A group, when I'm out of town. Who was going to be your date in the 'group', Penny?"

"We didn't talk about that." She shrugged my arms away. "Is it going to be like this every time I talk to a guy. The big interrogation? Getting mad and ignoring me? Don't you trust me, Jeremy?"

"It's not that I don't trust you, I don't trust guys like him. What kind of guy moves in on someone else's girlfriend?"

"So what do we do now? Is it over because I talked to some guy and you didn't like it? Is that how it is? I'm not going to live like that. It's not fair. I didn't do anything wrong other than let some guy sit opposite me. I didn't even do that. I told him I was saving the seat for you, and he said he'd keep it warm until you got there. How come you didn't come and take your seat, if you didn't like it?"

"What was I supposed to do? Tell him to move, in the middle of your intimate conversation?"

"If it mattered so much to you, then yeah. You should have made him move."

"How come you didn't ask him to move, like he promised, when I got to the table."

"I didn't even know you got there, until you were already practically making out with that slut," she snapped.

"Ten minutes after I arrived. That's when you realized I didn't have any place to sit, thanks to asshole lover-boy."

"Can we stop, Jeremy? If you don't want to be with me anymore, just say so. Don't torture me like this. I talked to a guy. I did. So shoot me. I didn't touch him, hug him, get his phone number, take his picture. That's what you did. How would you feel if I'd done that?"

"You did touch him, and he touched you. I watched it. Long before I touched anybody."

"We did? I...I don't remember..." suddenly she was blushing, ashamed.

"I did it to get even, Penny. Hell, your friend suggested it. Why did you do it?"

"Some kind of even. If I had kissed him, what were you going to do, fuck her right there on the table?"

"No, I would have kicked his ass, dumped you and moved on," I snapped.

"Over a kiss? You'd dump me, without even talking about it?"

"I'm not willing to be second place to anybody, Penny. I'm not going to let you publicly humiliate me. I'm sorry, but that's just the way it is."

"You were my first. My boyfriend for a year. You've had sex with me, and a dozen blowjobs. Kissing him would have made you second place and you'd dump me just like that? By your rules, I'm second place to your mother, your aunt and even my mother. How's that fair?"

"You're not second place to anybody, Penny. You should know that."

"So should you. I'm sorry I got distracted, Ok? I didn't mean to hurt you, I didn't even think I was. I don't think he was really trying anything, but if you say he was, I won't argue it. He's never going to get anywhere with me. I saw how he treated his own date. But you can't treat me like this. Not if you love me like you say you do. If you're mad at something, tell me. Don't blow up and abandon me. Don't try to get even. Talk to me. I thought that was one of the great things we had going for us. We could talk about anything, then you shut me out."

"I'm sorry too, alright? I just got so angry, the way you were ignoring me, like I didn't matter. Maybe you didn't do it on purpose, but it hurt just the same. The longer I sat there without you even noticing me, the more pissed I got. I'm not going to do anything with that girl, hell, I don't even remember her name. I wanted you to feel as jealous as me. That was all."

"What do you want to do about it then? Are we over? Is that what you want?"

"No! That's not what I want. I want you. I want to be your man. I want you to blow off any guy who tries to take my place. I want to be able to trust you completely. Not worry about which assholes are hitting on you when I'm not around."

"You are my man. Totally. Nobody's going to replace you. I'm not going to let that happen. I've been with one man in my life. One. You. And it was perfect. Do you really think I'm going to throw that away because some guy can make me laugh?"

We'd been sitting there, talking to each other, no longer hugging or touching. I understood what she was saying. I probably over reacted. She made a mistake, and I blew it up. Probably part of it was all the stress at home, which wasn't her fault. Did I want to mess things up between us? Hell no.

"Can...can I just hold you for a while? I'm sorry I blew up. I don't know how to handle what happened, Ok? It was a shock to me. I'll try to do better."

"You gotta take those shoes off," she said, with a hint of a smile.

It only took a few seconds before I was lying under the covers with her, still fully dressed, and holding her. "I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Me too. I shouldn't have forgotten about you like that. I didn't even realize it was happening. I won't do it again."

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I kissed her, and she kissed me back. She leaned against me, her soft body pressed against mine. I cradled her in my arms, determined to never let her go. Next time I'd just confront the guy immediately. Make it clear that she was mine, and I wasn't going to give her up without a fight. She was mine, damn it.

I woke up to Colleen shaking my shoulder. She was gentle, nudging me awake. "You want to stay here, Jeremy? Should we call your house?"

It took me a few seconds to even realized what she was talking about. I still had her daughter clutched in my arms. I looked up and saw her father was standing in the doorway, watching.

"I probably should go," I said softly. "What time is it?"

"It's after one."

I peeled Penny's arms off of me, and slid out from under the covers. "I'm sorry, I guess I fell asleep," I whispered, as I put my shoes back on.

"Is everything all right between you two?" she asked.

"Better. I think we'll be fine. I'm sorry if I overreacted. I didn't mean to hurt her."

She nodded, "We'll be outside." She turned and walked out the door. I finished putting on my shoes, leaned over and kissed my girl.

Her eyes were closed, but she smiled. "Love you," she whispered.

"I love you too, Penny."Mom was still up when I got home. Sitting in the living room, in her PJs, watching an old black and white movie. She looked up when I entered the room, and patted the seat next to her.

"How did it go?" she asked.

"Good. I don't know how it got out of hand so quickly. I'm sorry I'm so late, I fell asleep."

"Did you guys make up? Do it?"

"Yes and no. We talked. Held each other. Kissed a little. That was all."

"You've got your father's temper. You keep it buried, but when it goes off, heaven help us all. You really went overboard."

"I know. How come you're not in bed?" I asked. I moved over closer to her and put my arm around her shoulders.

"I'm not sure which bed I should be in. Your father's still unhappy with me."

"Why don't you go up and join him? The worst he can do is kick you out."

"I don't want to make him any angrier. I think things are getting better. I don't need any setbacks."

I stood, pulled her up by the hand, and turned off the TV. "Give it a try. I'll wait in the hall to make sure everything's Ok."

We walked up the stairs, and Mom braced herself before entering her room. I peeked through the crack in the door to see her slide underneath the covers.

"Is he back?" I heard Dad ask.

"Just a few minutes ago," Mom answered quietly.

"They make up?"

"Sounds like it. He has a temper on him."

"Like me. Is that what you're saying?" his voice sounded a little louder.

"No baby. I wasn't comparing you. I was just saying." They were quiet for a second, before I heard her speak again. "Please don't send me away tonight."

He didn't answer and after a few seconds she started to get up.

I saw him grab her arm. "Stay, Alice."

That was all I needed to hear. I went back to my room, hoping we were all on our way back to better times.I woke to a warm body cuddling me. I pulled her into my arms. "Mmmm," I hummed contentedly.

"You left me last night," she said.

I cracked open an eye and saw Penny looking up at me.

"Your Mom woke me up. Your father was standing in the doorway glaring at me. I don't think he's very happy with me right now."

"It should be interesting to see how he feels about you this afternoon. Mom's going to show him our video." I could hear the mirth in her voice as she told me.

"Crap. I'm so screwed."

She leaned in and kissed me. "Not yet, but I'm hoping it's in the cards."

She leaned into me, and I realized she was as naked as I was. "I think I'd like that."

She gave me a pinch. "You only think you would?"

"Alright. I'd love that. I'm sorry I got so mad."

"Forgiven. I'll try not to give you any more reasons to, alright?"

"Agreed. Now kiss me. I've missed you."

I got a short one, before she pulled away. "Clean up and come back to bed. You've got dragon breath, lover."

Ten minutes later, I was back. I wanted to be thorough, and had shaved, brushed my teeth, and taken a quick shower. I felt human again, and was sporting an anticipatory erection upon my return.

Penny chuckled. "Looks like at least somebody missed me."

"I missed you. I was a damn fool, Ok?" I crawled into the bed, taking her in my arms.

"No you weren't. You were right. I didn't say anything last night, because I didn't want to get you upset. He called me yesterday. Twice. He wanted to go out, and he said mean things about you. I was wrong, and you were right. He wants in my pants. I should have known."

"You shot him down, didn't you?" I said softly, nuzzling her neck.

"Of course. I made it very clear. I told him if he called back, you'd beat the living crap out of him. Again."

I nibbled on her soft shoulder working my way down. "I should have known you would. Right from the beginning. I should have trusted you."

I felt her fingers running through my hair as my lips reached her breast. "You can trust me, Jeremy. I promise. I want nobody but you."

Her nipple hardened as I gave it a little tug. "I know. I love you, Penny. I really am sorry."

"No more apologies. Show me you love me."

I took my time exploring her body again, before I settled in between her legs. I teased her for a bit, before going in for the kill. She tasted odd, and I pulled back.

"I...I prepared myself for you. You made me wait so long, I was afraid I might have closed up again," she said nervously.

"Prepared?"

"Lots of lube, and a little bit of practice with a toy Momma bought me. God, I'm so worked up, Jeremy. I need you in me. Now. Don't tease me anymore. Take me."

She reached down and pulled her legs back, opening herself to me. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slippery chute, pressing in just a hair, pushing against her cute little clit. She moaned the first time I did it, and squirmed as I kept it up.

"Please, Jeremy!" she whined.

I pressed against her opening, nudging downward and in. After only a few gentle pushes, the head entered her, spreading her open beautifully.

"God, that feels incredible," she moaned.

"I know. Amazing." I was looking at it, seeing it open her, pushing forward until I felt too much pressure, then easing back again. Little by little gaining ground, entering her.

"Is...is it Ok?" she asked nervously.

I laughed. "Ok? It's the most wonderful thing in the world, beautiful. I love doing this with you."

"You can go harder if you want. I can take it."

I only had about three inches inside of her, but it was enough to work with. I leaned over, holding the back of her thighs, and started pushing harder, a little faster. I was slowly inching my way inside, two thirds of my length disappearing on each stroke.

I got nervous as she started grunting softly with each stroke.

I slowed down. "Are you Ok?"

"Perfect," she gasped. "Don't stop. Shut up and fuck me."

I still hadn't gotten all of it in her, when the pleasure became too much. "Shit," I gasped. "Gonna come."

"Do it. Fill me up."

There was no holding back. I pushed in deeply, and erupted. I seemed to come forever, shooting rope after rope inside her warmth.

I leaned over her, kissing her face. "Sorry," I mumbled, embarrassed.

"Sorry? Why? That was wonderful!"

"I came too quick. You didn't get to come."

She smiled and pulled me down, kissing me. "No, baby. That was perfect. You can make me come later. I got to enjoy feeling you, watching how you responded, going crazy for me. Uber-cool. I loved the feeling of you coming in me, without the distraction of my own come. It felt good. Almost no pain at all. It really was wonderful. Thank you."

She kissed me again, deeply. "Besides, that one was for you. The next one is for me. I'm going to get you hard, and you're going to fuck my brains out, Ok?"

"If you insist," I teased, nibbling her chin.

"I do. I most definitely do."

She pushed me off, and hopped out of bed. She waddled to the bathroom, and a couple of minutes later she returned with a warm wet washcloth, and cleaned me up. "That was weird. It made me have to pee."

She tossed the washcloth aside, and replaced it with her talented mouth. She pulled off after a few seconds. "I'm going to practice a little, Ok? I haven't had a chance in ages, it seems."

I didn't complain as she went through her lessons, and I even corrected her a couple of times until it was perfect. I was stiff as steel when she finished. "How was that?"

"Amazing. Just like you."

"You gonna do me now?" she asked, teasingly.

"You know it. How do you want it?"

"Like last time to start. Once you've gotten me loosened up, if you want to try something different, I won't stop you."

I slipped between her legs and guided my cock home. After only a few strokes I had fully half my length in side of her. I kept working at it, pushing, until I could go no further. I saw her furrowed forehead. "Too much?" I asked.

"A...a little less," she said quietly.

I limited my strokes, and leaned over her, my cheek brushing against hers. By straightening my legs a little, I found I could push all the way, but the position restricted me from hurting her.

"Better? I asked.

"Perfect." She wrapped her arms around my back and shoulders, pulling me downward, until my weight was pressing her into the bed. I pounded her steadily, feeling her opening, accommodating me. It was getting easier, and I fucked her a little harder.

"Oh, God," she gasped. "Just like that."

I could sense her body responding, arms clutching me tightly, legs stiffening. The sexiest little sounds escaped her with each stroke, growing in intensity, urging me onward.

A soft piercing whine escaped her lips, long and uninterrupted, gaining volume. I adjusted my hands, grabbing her shoulders and hammered her, not holding back. The whine was interrupted briefly at the end of each stroke with a little grunt. I felt her fingernails dig into me as she went eerily silent. I looked over into her face, and her head was shaking, her mouth open in a silent cry, as she came for me. Just as I thought she was finished she screamed out, and I felt her thrusting back against me crazily. I long-stroked her, deep and hard, and set her off again.

God, she was beautiful in the throes of passion.

As she settled down, I came down with her, holding her, kissing her neck, gently probing her depths. She was gasping, breathing hard, clutching me to her. Her legs seemed to flop around helplessly with each stroke of mine.

"Jesus," she gasped hoarsely. "What was that?!"

I couldn't help but chuckle. "I think you enjoyed it."

She reached down and held my hips still, fully sheathed. "You think? You almost killed me there."

"It was beautiful. You were beautiful."

"Wow. I'm going to want to do that again. No wonder people talk about sex so much. Shit, I've been missing out."

I laughed and kissed her. "Want to play a little?"

"Whatever you want handsome. Consider me your little fuck toy. You got yours, I got mine, now let's play together."

We played. Sideways, doggy style, her on top. She got a couple of more orgasms, but nothing like that big one. We were having fun. Going from laughing to passion in the space of a heartbeat. It was clumsy, sometimes awkward, always exciting. She got me off while on top of me, then cleaned me up, and did some more oral practice until she had me ready to go again. We must have spent more than an hour at it, and I was getting exhausted, muscles aching I didn't even know I had.

I was back on top of her, in the position we both found we liked best, cheek to cheek, my weight pushing her down into the bed, immobilizing her, my hips doing most of the work. I felt her teeth dig into my shoulder. "It's happening," she gasped.

That made me feel good, and I listened for her cues, reacting to each, stroking harder, faster, deeper as needed. When I heard that beautiful high-pitched whine, I knew I had her.

"Come for me," I growled. "Come all over my hard cock."

I stretched out my legs, and hammered her into the bed with my full weight, driving her into the mattress, grunting helplessly with each full stroke.

I sensed the tension in her body, and changed my tactic, jack hammering her tight little pussy as fast as I could.

This time she wasn't silent. She screamed. And screamed, writhing underneath me, shaking, loud enough to wake the dead. It was so damn exciting, it put me over the edge unexpectedly, and I came with her.

She didn't come down slowly, she collapsed underneath me, boneless.

I lifted off of her, caressing her face. Her eyes were unfocused, and she breathed in deeply through her nostrils, her mouth clenched closed. Her lips parted, and she gasped deeply, eyes jerking around haphazardly, until they focused on me.

The door to my room burst open, and I heard Mom enter the room. "What happened? Are you alright?"

I saw the corners of Penny's lips turn upward. "Better than alright Mom. Incredible."

I looked over my shoulder, and saw my father standing in the doorway, Mom stopping halfway to the bed.

"Oh, God, I didn't mean to interrupt, but that sound..."

"What sound?" Penny asked.

I looked at her in surprise. "You screamed your pretty little head off."

"No I didn't. I could barely breath."

I heard Dad's chuckle from the door. "Let go, honey. I think they're going to be just fine."

It made me smile to hear him call her honey.

"Yes you did dear," Mom said on the way out. "I was afraid the neighbors were going to call the cops. It sounded like he was killing you."

Penny blushed. "He can kill me like that anytime. That was amazing."

They closed the door behind them, and Penny got a case of the giggles. She shoo'ed me off to get another washcloth. "There's got to be a better way to do this, we're making a mess of the bed."

"It'll survive. I can always change the sheets later."

I convinced her to take a shower with me, which is something I can heartily recommend to everyone to try at least once. It might be a little crowded, but having the soft, smooth, slippery skin of a beautiful girl accessible from all angles makes it well worth the while. I couldn't keep my hands off of her, and she had similar issues. A heavily lathered erection, held in two very soapy hands is quite the experience as well. What can I say? I think I'm addicted. I'm going to be doing that a whole lot more.

In the end we just held each other, squeaky clean under the running water, until it started to get cold. I turned off the water and dragged her out into the middle of the room. "Stand still," I told her softly.

"Why?"

"I'm going to dry you off."

"You're dripping all over the place!" she laughed as I brought the large bath sheet to her body.

"Don't care. I...I have to do this."

"You're weird, Jeremy," she giggled, as I started with her hair, towel drying it playfully, then working down her body. I got all the nooks and crannies, the nape of her neck, under her chin, all around her ears. Shoulder, armpits, breasts - most definitely breasts. On one knee I dipped into her belly button, dried her hips, and moved between her legs.

"This is embarrassing," she said softly, as I ran the towel along her crotch, and up between her butt cheeks.

"I think it's amazing. Incredibly sexy."

"There's nothing sexy about my butt crack," she said.

I dried her legs. "Are you kidding me? Ridiculously sexy. So very naughty."

"Pervert," she teased, nudging me.

"Maybe a little." I grabbed her ankle. "Lift your foot, and put your hand on my shoulder for balance."

I dried both her feet that way, paying special attention between her cute tiny toes. I gave her big toe a kiss. "All done," I said sadly. I stood and wrapped the towel around her shoulders. I pulled her close. "I love every inch of your body."

Penny kissed my shoulder. "Have you always been this weird?"

I dried myself off, as she turned to brush her hair out, in the mirror. "I don't know. It's my first co-ed shower. Probably."

My phone started ringing, and she glance over at me. "Gonna get that?"

I wasn't going to. I was happy where I was, watching her. I returned back to the bedroom and picked up the phone. I saw Kelly's face appear on the display. "Shit."

"What?" Penny asked, while the phone rang again.

"Kelly."

Penny appeared in the doorway. "Don't leave her hanging. Let her down easy. You are going to let her down, right?"

The messes I get myself into. I hit the answer button. No smooth, debonair answer for me.

"Hello?"

"Hi Jeremy."

"Kelly?"

I could hear the sudden intake of breath. "Yeah, you...uh didn't call. I was hoping you would." She sounded nervous, and for some reason that seemed to put me at ease.

I leaned back on the bed. "Sorry about that. Things were pretty crazy here for the last couple of days."

"I heard. Emma says you and Penny aren't together. I hope that didn't have anything to do with me. I didn't mean for that to happen," she said.

The rumor mill grinds away. "We had a misunderstanding. Actually, we never broke up. I guess I blew things out of proportion. We had a bit of a fight, but made up last night. She's here with me now."

"Oh." I could hear the disappointment in her voice.

Penny smiled and climbed onto the bed with me. She gave me a mischievous grin then scooted down the bed and took my soft cock into her mouth.

"I'm sorry I led you on Kelly. I enjoyed talking to you, and you do deserve better than that asshole, but I'm sticking with Penny for as long as she'll have me."

"I'm sorry too," Kelly answered softly. "You guys aren't mad at me, are you?"

I looked down the bed at Penny, who was well on her way to somehow get another rise out of me. "We're not mad at her, are we?" I asked.

She looked up at me, lifting one eyebrow. She pulled her mouth away slowly, her hand replacing it, stroking me. She held her hand out for the phone.

"Kelly, Penny here. No, we're not mad at you. I was an idiot for letting your date hit on me. It's not your fault that you were stuck next to Jeremy, and he decided to play his little game. I'm sorry I didn't shut down dick-breath earlier. Forgive me?"

I couldn't hear the extended answer, and sighed when Penny took me back in her mouth again while listening.

She lifted up, her mouth barely clearing my cock. "Agreed. He's right, you know, you can do better. I'm gonna put him back on." She handed me the phone, then went back to practicing. I moaned when she tested her swirly-go-round on me.

"Jeremy? Are you Ok?"

I stroked Penny's pretty blonde hair. "Very Ok." I had an idea, maybe a way to kill two birds with one stone. "Seriously, Kelly. If I wasn't committed, you'd be great to go out with. Would you mind if next time we go out I invite you along?"

Penny was less than pleased at the direction the conversation was going. Her teeth dug into me warningly.

"I'd love to. You sure you don't mind?"

"Positive. Thanks for the call, gotta run."

Penny glared at me when I hung up the phone. "What the hell, Jeremy?"

I grinned. "I just got Colin a date."

The realization turned her frown back into a loving smile. "You don't think you could have warned her?"

"I figure if we toss them together, it'll work itself out one way or another."

"Devious. You could have at least warned me."

I pulled her up the bed, and gave her a kiss. "Trust me, Angel?"

She answered by tickling my tonsils. "Always."

We cuddled in the bed, delightfully naked and sated.

"Want to tell me what's going on with your parents? It was like a freezer down there this morning, but they seemed chummy enough when they crashed our little party."

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"We're having some issues. Big issues, really. Mom, Dad, Aunt Marie, me, even Colin. Family stuff. I'd love to tell you, but I don't think it's my place. It's mostly about Dad and Mom."

"That's hard to believe. They're obviously nuts about each other. Is that why he's home on a Monday morning?"

I shrugged, not knowing the answer. I decide to divert the conversation to safer territory. "What's this about showing your old man the video?"

I could see her blush. "Mom's idea. It's a couple of days early, but he's wondering about my reaction to our tiff the other day. I guess I didn't take it well, and he's very unhappy with you at the moment. We'll straighten it out. Mom thinks he needs to understand that our relationship, you and me, isn't what it was."

"What do you think?"

"I think it's going to be embarrassing as hell to go home. To have him looking at me, after seeing all that. It's kind of explicit."

I nodded. "It is that. Eat?"

"Yeah, I'm starving." She was pulling on her shorts, pretty breasts hanging free. "You're not going to get pissed at me if I talk to your father, are you."

That got my dander up. "I don't know. Are you going to ignore me, flirt with him, then yell at me afterwards and run off in a snit? Are you going to try and tell everyone else it was all my fault afterward?"

Her face reddened as she pulled her t-shirt on, sans bra. "I was just teasing, Jeremy."

"Sorry. Still a sore subject I guess."

She came over and gave me a hug. "You're the only man for me. Get that through your thick skull. If I do anything you think is wrong, call me on it. I'll do the same, Ok?"

I tilted her chin up for a little kiss. "You got it. As for doing things wrong, let's not bring up that event again, at least not for a while."

She nodded. "Alright."

Mom and Dad were both downstairs. Mom was doing some baking, seemed like a lot, probably for some volunteer thing. Looked like she was making dozens of cookies. Dad was doing some work stuff, huge sheaths of stapled pages in front of him, which he was reading and marking up with a red pen and little post-it notes. For all the interaction between them, they might have been in different zip-codes.

Penny gave me a peck on the cheek, and literally skipped away to check on Mom. I parked myself near Dad. He had his reading glasses on, and looked up at me over the top of them. "I take it things are better?"

I nodded. "I was right about that guy. He was still trying to hook up with her yesterday on the phone."

He took his glasses off and glanced in toward the kitchen. He turned down the corner of his paper and placed it back on the table. "Of course he was. Your instincts were right. Guys are going to hit on her. She has to learn to deal with it, because you're not always going to be around."

"She wasn't dealing with it then," I groused, still irritated, more with him than her.

"No. It's a learning experience. Give her some time to learn." He turned and faced me. "I know you don't think I have any moral high ground to stand on here, but I still need to speak my piece. In relationships, we're always navigating a treacherous path. If I could suggest one basic rule, it would be this: be slow to judge, and quick to forgive. For 20 years your mother and I had a simple rule of forgiveness: Never go to bed angry. Work things out and clear things up so each day starts with a clean slate. I...I'm sad to say that we're having a hard time with that rule right now. I wish it weren't so. I swear I've been trying to keep what I'm preaching in mind in my own relationship. I was in no hurry to judge, hell, I gave her almost a week to come clean. Now, to be honest, I'm finding it difficult to forgive. Either of you."

"You know I'm sorry Dad. I'd do anything to take it back."

He nodded. "I understand. I want you to think about this. Penny's been your girlfriend for what, one year? You've been intimate for a couple of days. She lets a guy flirt with her, in public, and see how you reacted."

I started to speak and he cut me off. "Let me finish. Now imagine it's 20 years. She doesn't just flirt, she actually sleeps with the guy several times, and gives another guy a blow-job. That's what I'm dealing with here, Jeremy. Imagine how you'd respond."

To hear him put it that way was devastating. "I...I don't know if I could handle it. I'd probably want to kill the guy, and dump her."

"At least you're honest. I'd feel the same, except that 'guy' is the one person in the world I love almost as much as her. How do you throw away 20 years of love and your entire family? How do you get past it? I don't know. I just don't know." He sighed deeply, sitting back in the couch. "I think it's getting better, and then suddenly, for no reason the anger is back, blinding."

"Can I say something?"

"Of course. That's why I'm trying to talk about it with you."

"I don't think it's the cheating so much." He raised his eyebrows at me, as if I was nuts. "I don't. You've done things with her, in my presence, even getting me involved. That doesn't seem to bother you as much. I'd say, by how you two were getting along, you even liked it. You certainly seemed to enjoy letting Penny play along. It was the lying. The lying, hiding and deceit."

He was quiet for a few seconds. "I need a beer. Get us a couple?"

I returned with them after a couple of minutes, and he drank off a third of his. "I'm not going to lie. There was something exciting about having her blow me in front of you. Showing you how to get her to squirt. Having her teach your girl how to give a blow-job, and both of them practicing. Some of the hottest sex I can recall, afterward. It's true. But I don't trust her anymore. It's different with you. I think you made a mistake, and you tried to make up for it, in your own kind of weird way. I believe if I asked you never to touch her again, you wouldn't. If I asked the same of her, I just don't know. That's the hard part. I never doubted her before. Never."

"Do you believe her when she says it's just me she has a problem with? Because you and I are so similar?"

He took another sip, and I took a larger one to catch up.

"If not for that Colin blowjob, maybe. That makes a lie out of all of it."

I nodded. "I know. I can't believe she did that. Even when she told both Aunt Marie and me she wouldn't. I don't understand that."

"Precisely! How can I believe her?"

"We have two problems, don't we? The first is her weakness for me. It's there. We all know it now. It's my fault it started, but I can't take it back. You have to know I'm crazy about her. Mom's the perfect woman. Friggin' irresistible."

I saw the slow smile. "She is that. I...it's hard to say it, but I take great pride, immense pride in how much like me you've become. I see it in everything you do, and as a man, and a father, I don't know if anything could make me happier. Knowing that, how hard is it to believe you'd feel the same about that woman as I do? Like father, like son, I guess. I never thought I'd regret it for a moment."

Those last words hurt. "Do you regret it? God, Dad, I hope not. Every time someone tells me I'm just like you, I can't imagine a better compliment. You're the best man I've ever known."

He shook his head. "No, I don't regret it. But it has brought us to where we are, hasn't it?"

I nodded. "The second problem, and we all recognize it, is Aunt Marie. The crazy relationship those two have. That's what's driving all this. It's why things got carried away in the jeep, and it's why she did anything at all with Colin. We both know she did it because of Aunt Marie. Not because she has the hots for Colin."

"Your plan to fix all that back-fired, didn't it?" he snapped.

He was right. At least partially. "It blew up in my face. No doubt about it. But I still don't think that what I was trying to do was wrong. Getting them back together. I even think I was making good progress. Now I don't know what to do. Any suggestions?"

He laughed. "Don't you think if I had a solution, I would have done something about it years ago? I'll give you credit for at least taking a swing at it."

"Can you forgive her, forgive us for what we did? Not the Colin part, but us going behind your back at the beginning. I'll do anything to make it right, Dad. I hate that it's coming between us, and even more so that it's messing up things between you and Mom. You have to know, you have to, that I would never do anything to mess with your marriage. Never."

"I can. Hell, I pretty much had. We wouldn't have been doing the things we were, if it was a problem. But there's still the rest."

"You have leverage now. Forgive her the first part, and tell her that working things out with Aunt Marie is the cost of forgiveness for the rest. If they were working together, instead of at odds with each other, half these issues would go away."

"That might work with your mother, but what about Marie?" he asked.

"C'mon Dad! She'd do anything to make things right. You would only need to talk to her to get her on-board. You must know by now, she'd walk through burning coals for you. You saw the video."

He put his empty beer bottle down. "Where do you see this all going?"

"Honestly?"

"Of course. Do you think I'm asking you to lie to me?"

"I've thought about it. A lot. I dream of Aunt Marie and Colin living with us. You know Colin and Aunt Marie are fooling around."

He looked a little surprised. "No shit? What the fuck is going on with this family?"

I grinned. "Jesus, Dad! Take a step back and look at his from the outside. Do you know two more attractive women? What red-blooded male wouldn't want them? Once those original boundaries were crossed on the jeep ride, there was no turning back. Colin did things to her in the back seat, mostly while she was sleeping. Or should I say passed out? She was cross for a while, but it started the ball rolling."

"That doesn't make things any easier you know."

"Maybe it does. That's a different issue. The main thing is, I want her here with us. Available to both of us, with Mom's complete blessing." I laughed a little. "You're going to get the real benefit here, hell I'll be gone in a few weeks, as will Colin. You'll be the poor bastard stuck satisfying the two hottest women in the state."

"Nice fantasy, but there's not a chance in hell of it happening, you know."

"I disagree. I think we were 90% there, when the whole thing blew up in my face. You forgive Mom, and I swear, I think I can have Mom personally escorting Aunt Marie into your bed."

"And the cost is, you get to bed your mother," he said quietly.

"You get to make Mom the happiest person in the world, close the divide between her and her sister, and love both of them, totally and without reservation forever more."

He chuckled. "I'm not a teenager, Jeremy. I have a hard enough time keeping up with your mother. Never mind the two of them together."

"You know what, Dad? I love you enough to help."

He chuckled. "I bet. What about Penny?"

"I don't know. She obviously knows about oral sharing, and had no problem with that. She knows about Aunt Marie."

"What if she wants you to stop any of it? All of it?"

"We're not married. I guess I'd have to decide which I want more, at that point. Hell, I've got four years of college ahead of me. I'm not making any permanent decisions yet."

"Well you better have it figured out, because sure as shit it's going to come up, the way those two are getting along," he said, nodding to where Penny and Mom were working together.

"What do you think? Am I crazy? Can you at least start us down the path of forgiveness?"

"It's intriguing, I have to admit. I'll think about it."

I turned toward the kitchen. "What's a guy got to do to get fed around here?" I called out.

"You might try rolling out of the bed before noon," Mom answered teasingly.

"Let us get this last batch in the oven, baby, and we'll do something to get your strength back. Rumor has it you may have a strenuous afternoon ahead of you," Penny laughed.Lunch was surprisingly cordial, and every time Dad said anything even a little kind to Mom she absolutely glowed. Penny was buttering him up something awful, pouting that she'd had so little 'practice' lately. I tried to stop her from going down that path, catching her eye, shaking my head slightly, but she ignored me.

When lunch was finished, and it almost seemed like we were a normal family again, Penny skipped over in front of my father, and grabbed him by the hands. She pulled him up, and tugged him along to the living room. He acted a little reluctant, leaning away from her, but no way that little 110lb ball of energy could make him move if he didn't want to.

In front of the couch, she gave him a push in the chest, and as soon as he was seated, she climbed in his lap. Mom and I were watching in amusement.

"Penny..." Dad started.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a quick kiss. "Hush a second, Harold, Ok?"

He nodded slowly.

I took a seat on the opposite end of the couch from them. Mom came over and sat down next to me, obviously as intrigued as I was. I had my concerns, this could all blow up, but then again, who knows what she was up to? She was kind of irresistible. A force of nature.

"I know the other night was kind of crazy. I was being awfully silly, I guess I was kind of embarrassed by everything. I want you to know it was pretty wonderful. I don't regret a minute of it. I hope you'll let me practice with you again sometime. Maybe let Mom keep on teaching me new things."

He adjusted her in his lap, his arms around her waist. "Spectacular," he said softly. "Someday, maybe..."

She kissed him again, a little more sincerely. "I know things are a little messed up now. I don't want to cause trouble, and sure as hell don't want to get in the middle of things. I just wanted you to know. I'd do it all again in a heartbeat. Nobody else but you. I couldn't. But with you, it's... well it's hard to describe. It's like Jeremy with experience. You understand? I don't do things like this. You two are the only ones."

Dad nodded, and looked over at Mom. "I understand. Thank you."

She giggled, doing a little dance in his lap. "No, thank you, Daddy. I still need a lot more practice before Mom teaches me number 6."

"Pearly Gates," Dad said, grinning. "That's a dangerous one, you might want to make sure you have all the basics down before you go there."

Penny looked confused, then looked over at me and Mom.

Mom smiled. "We'll see, sweetie. One step at a time, alright?"

My girl turned in Dad's lap, straddling him. I felt that stab of jealousy again. Mom took my hand in hers and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Daddy, I just wanted to tell you that you're the best. The absolute best. I'm gonna take Jeremy back upstairs now, because I have lots of practice to do. Lots and lots. I... I was hoping that maybe later, you could give me my final exam. Make sure I'd learned things properly. Maybe not tonight, but soon?"

His hands slid down her sides, grasping her hips. He looked down at her body, then back into her eyes. "I'd like that," he finally said quietly.

She squealed her joy, throwing her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "Thank you, Daddy. Thank you so much."

He chuckled, "No, thank you Angel."

She planted her lips on his, kissing him deeply, and Mom squeezed my hands tighter in response to my own involuntary clutching. I understood a little more of what Dad was going through. It drove me a little crazy to see her with him, even after all we'd done.

Penny hopped up, reached down and gave his crotch a quick squeeze. "Get rid of this one, Dad. I want a fresh one for later."

She hopped over in front of Mom, grabbed her hands out of mine, and pulled her up off the couch. A few seconds later, she was guiding her into Dad's lap. Dad's look was more one of amusement than anything else. Mom had looked nervous, but now seemed more content than anything else.

"Take care of him, Mom. Baby boy and I have some business of our own to take care of."

As she dragged me up the stairs, I was overjoyed to see Dad holding Mom, kissing her.The afternoon with Penny was spent in naked play. We talked more than anything else, about our classes, weekends back home, and the mistakes we'd made. I still didn't fully fill her in on the family issues. She didn't press too much.

We didn't talk all the time. She must have spent more than an hour with her lips wrapped around my cock, and her new skills were becoming almost automatic. She tried several times to take me down her throat, becoming a little better, doing a decent job of it a few times. I worshipped at the 'Y' for a spell. I loved doing it for her. I enjoyed it, I did, not as much as what she did for me, but seeing how well she liked it. Still, it was probably two-to-one the time we spent orally teasing each other.

Our play naturally turned into sex a couple of times, playful fooling around. We talked throughout about what we liked, what was comfortable, what felt good. It was mind blowing how wonderful it was. The second time she had another of those big orgasms, trembling and crying out. Afterward I held her for an eternity, happy to have her in my arms, in my bed.

"A Penny for your thoughts," she teased.

I laughed, giving her a squeeze. "Best bargain in all of history. Thinking about how I almost blew everything. I... I never thought I'd get so angry over anything. I can't remember ever feeling that way."

She nuzzled into my neck, kissing my shoulder. "It's wrong, but it makes me kind of happy," she whispered.

"Happy?"

"Yeah. That you would get that angry, that jealous over me. The idea that you would beat up Drew for me. It... it makes me feel like you really are crazy for me. Is that wrong?"

"I don't think so. I am crazy about you. Even downstairs, I got so jealous, seeing Dad hold you like that, watching you kiss him."

She tensed up. "Oh! God, I'm sorry, Jeremy. I wasn't thinking. I didn't mean anything, you know. Just trying to break the ice a little, make things better."

"You don't want to be with him?" I asked.

"Not like that. No. I only want you, can't you tell? All of this, with you, is so amazing. Unbelievable. I don't mind blowing him, like I said, he's so like you. I won't if you don't want me to. I swear. It wouldn't bother me never to do it again. Don't you like your mother doing it for you?"

I hesitated before answering. "That's part of our problem. Dad's not so happy about that. That and other stuff. He doesn't want Mom doing things with me."

She sat up, nervously. "Crap. I didn't screw things up, did I? I didn't mean to."

I pulled her back down, rolling her onto my body, kissing her. "No, it's fine. I'm just saying that if you did do anything with him later, it would probably be just you and him. Not me and Mom."

She settled into my arms, and my hands caressed her back down to her firm butt cheeks. "Ok. I think I get it. Sorry if I caused trouble."

I gave her butt cheeks a squeeze. "Don't sweat it. Everybody knows you meant well. Dad didn't seem to mind."

She giggled. "He didn't, did he? He got hard for me just a few seconds after I sat in his lap."

She settled down after that, letting me hold and fondle her. She was quiet again and seemed to be distracted.

"Alright. Your turn," I said.

"Mmm. Sound's good to me," she whispered, leaning back and beckoning me over.

I laughed. "No. What were you thinking, just now. You were definitely not here with me."

She glanced over at the clock. "I think Mom is probably giving Dad his early birthday present right around now."

"You know, I'll probably never be able to show my face in your house again. Your old man doesn't have any guns, does he?"

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"A few. Nothing like you guys."

"Crap."

She bounced up and straddled my waist, chuckling. "I don't think you have anything to worry about. You were well behaved. According to Mom, he already thought I'd lost my virginity. If anyone should be sweating, it's Mom. She chaperoned the thing."

"Which version is he getting shown?"

"Don't know. I'm not sure she knew until the last moment. I think she's going to show him the blowjob video first. Sort of break him in. Jeez, Jeremy! I can't believe I let you film me."

"Pretty amazing though, you have to admit," I teased.

"Seems like some people think so."

"I think your Mom's going to be walking bowlegged tomorrow."

"Jeremy!"

"Daddy's little girl is a sex...machine," I teased, sing-song.

"Stop it. It's not funny," she whined, smacking me.

"Not funny, but very, very hot and sexy." I sat up on my knees trying to look fierce. "Penelope! I had some very disturbing news about your behavior today," I growled deepening my voice.

"Not. Funny."

"Not funny at all, young woman. And the words that came from that mouth of yours! Such filth." I reached out and rubbed my finger across her lips.

"You're a pig!" she whined, pushing me away.

"Is that any way to talk to your father. I have half a mind to wash your mouth out," I told her. I started stroking my cock.

"Half a mind is right."

"I will not have you disrespecting me, young woman. A harlot living under my roof!" I grabbed her and pulled her over my lap, despite her admirable struggles. She cried out when the palm of my hand came crashing down on her ass.

"Ow!" she whined, kicking her legs.

I started walloping her rear. Not too hard, but firmly and loudly. "You. Will. Respect. Me. In. My. House!" I barked, each word accentuated with a new smack.

I used one of my favorite lines on her, spanking her pink butt rapidly. "I brought you into this world, young lady. I can take you out. Make another one just like you."

"Stop," she whined. "Enough!"

"Are you going to behave now?" I teased, my hand rubbing her warm cheeks.

"You're a beast. Do you get off on spanking girls now?" she said, trying to wiggle out of my grip.

I started spanking her again, more firmly, and she wiggled, and tried to cover her bottom, but stopped trying to get away. "I can do this all night, young lady. Are you going to behave!"

She glared at me. "I can take it as hard as you can give it, pervert."

Man, she was ornery. I rubbed her cheeks again, teasingly. "I washed this cute little bottom, diapered it. Kissed it. Don't make me blister it, little girl."

"I bet you liked that. Kissing my ass."

Leaning over I pressed my lips to her rosy cheeks. "I loved kissing your ass. You're my baby. There's not a single part of your body I don't love."

"Dirty old man," she sneered.

I spread her legs, wiggling out from under her a little and let my kisses move downward between her legs. "Pretty baby girl. All grown up now."

"Does that excite you, old man? Kissing me there?"

My lips arrived at their target, and I nibbled her fleshy lips. I was moving, leaving her prone on her belly, scooting around her legs, spreading them, kissing and teasing. "Does it excite you, baby girl?"

"No. It's gross."

"Don't lie to me baby. I will wash your mouth out."

"I... I think it's disgusting," she sighed, her sweet pussy starting to weep for me.

I licked her teasingly. "Nasty baby girl. Leaking all over Daddy's tongue."

"You're the nasty one. Stop it. I don't like it. I'm telling Mom." She opened her legs wider, lifting her ass up.

"Does your Mommy lick you better than Daddy," I teased, running my tongue along her slit.

"I... She doesn't..."

I spanked her ass sharply, making her jump. "I warned you about lying to me. She told me everything you know. Everything."

"It wasn't the same," she whined. "She was taking care of me. That's all."

I walked around the bed, my erection standing tall. "Open up that little mouth for me. Time to wash it out."

"Daddy..." she whined, looking up at me.

"Open, my little Angel. Isn't Daddy good enough for you? Didn't I raise you right? Take care of my little girl? Open, baby."

She opened her mouth, and I slid my cock between her lips. She didn't cooperate, just laying there, mouth open, while I stroked a couple of inches into her mouth.

"I've seen the video, baby girl. I know you can do better than that. Not as good as your Momma, of course, but surely better than that."

She glared at me, pulling off. "Not as good as Momma?" She took me back in her mouth, and gave it her best. Swirly, Pirate-ship, even down her throat. She pounded her face down on my cock, then slowed, looking up at me, making love to it.

"What do you think of your little cock-sucker now? As good as Momma?"

"Suck it, baby. Show me more."

She returned to action, once again employing all she'd been learning. Amazing. That's all I can say. I reached down hand held her head in my hands, fucking that sexy mouth. "Dirty girl," I growled.

She pulled away with a huge gasp, laughing. "Daddy's dirty girl."

I pulled her face back onto my cock. "Not Jeremy's dirty girl?"

She shook her head.

"Daddy's?"

She nodded, tilting her head back and looking up at me, her eyes wide and innocent, such contrast to that teasing mouth.

"Daddy's going to come for his baby," I whispered.

She rapidly bobbed up and down on the end, her hand stroking me, milking me.

"Now, baby," I groaned.

Her tongue was teasing the head, while she sucked me, and I exploded. She whimpered softly, sucking me dry, while I groaned, stroking her soft hair.

She kept it going for a bit, slowing, gentle, until I started softening. She pulled off, and kissed the head gently.

"I love you, baby girl," I teased, leaning over and kissing her lips.

"God, Jeremy. You are really warped." She slapped my thigh. "And my ass stings. What were you thinking, spanking me like that!"

"Talking back already? Am I going to have to call your father back in and spank you for real?"

"Don't even think about it!"

I jumped on the bed, bouncing, pulling her into my arms, laughing as we rolled across the bed. "You know my Dad fucked you."

"What?" she squealed. "He did no such thing!"

"He made Mom pretend to be you, and he stole your virginity before I could get it."

"He didn't!"

"Uh-hunh. That's what your videos did to him. What do you think it's going to do to your old man?"

She pinched me. "Stop teasing me. I'm already worried enough."

I pulled her close, hugging her, kissing her softly. "Alright. No more teasing. You are the hottest thing in three states."

"Just for you, Jeremy." She pressed her lips to mine, kissing me more firmly. "Only you, baby."

"You sure got wet for me. Was it the spanking, or was it for Daddy?"

"No teasing. You promised."

"I'm not teasing. You were soaking. Dripping. Did you like getting spanked that much?"

"Beast," she whispered.

"You did, didn't you."

"Asshole."

I nibbled her lip. "It's me, beautiful. You can be an open book. Tell me the truth. You liked it?"

She blushed. "Maybe. A little. The whole Daddy thing was very naughty," she said. "That was so wrong."

"I know."

"Does your Mom do more than suck you? Is that what the fight is about?"

Damn. Not a discussion I wanted to have. "Solemn oath it doesn't leave this room?"

"I'm a little sad you even have to ask. Of course."

"We did. A couple of times. We stopped before it got carried away."

"When?"

"Before you and me. We confessed to Dad, but took to long to do it. He had already figured it out. I think if we'd just been up front when it happened, it would have worked out. We screwed up. Now everything's a mess."

She kissed me softly. "Thanks for telling me. I don't want to make things any worse for you guys. I would hate that. Your parents are the greatest."

"They think the world of you. That's for sure. You should have seen them all hounding me to call you after the fight. All of them. Man, I got an earful."

"I'm glad they did. Your Mom convince you? Or was it Dad?"

"Aunt Marie."

"Really?"

"She's always been me best friend. I could tell her anything growing up. She always treated me like an adult, honest with me. She knew how to make me see things right."

"I guess I owe her one. I thought for sure it would be your Mom. No way you could say no to her."

"I'm sure I surprised both of us, when she asked me to do it for her, and that's exactly what I said," I confessed.

Penny hugged me, and I held her, kissing the top of her head. "I should start cleaning up. I told Mom I wouldn't be late, and I don't want to got back reeking of sex."

"Shower?"

She nodded, grinning.

"Together?"

Her smile grew wider, and she nodded harder.

We took our time, and it was another hour before she was ready to go. Mom had poked her head in, asking if she was staying for dinner.

"Not tonight Mom. It's video debut night in her house."

"Jeremy!" Penny whined, blushing.

Mom laughed and gave her a hug. "It'll be fine, sweetie. Daddy's know their baby's grow up. Now he won't have to wonder."

"I know I'm gonna die of embarrassment," Penny said.

"Trust me. He's thinking the same thing. Be gentle with him. But make sure he knows you're still his baby girl."

"Like Jeremy's still your baby boy?" Penny asked.

"Exactly. No matter what else happens, where he goes, what he does, he'll always be my baby boy. Best in the world."

On the way out the door, Penny saw Dad sitting in his chair. She jogged over to him, pulled the papers out of his hand without a word, and climbed into his lap, straddling him. He looked surprised at her actions. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tight, as she brought her lips to his ear whispering. He listened, his arms wrapping her up. I saw him nod a couple of times, then shake his head. He nodded again. She let go, then grabbed his face in her hands, and gave him a big kiss.

She pulled away a bit, looking into his eyes, and then kissed him again, softly. "Promise, Daddy?" she said.

"You're rotten, you know that?" he laughed.

She nodded, giggling. "I know. Now promise."

"Alright. Now get out of her before I forget myself and tan your bottom, ornery thing."

She got up laughing. "Too late. Jeremy already did that." She skipped back to me, gave Mom a quick kiss on the lips, and pulled me out the door. I walked her home, hand in hand.

"What was that all about?"

"None of your bees-wax," she laughed.

"That was a big kiss," I said.

"Mmhmm. He kisses nice."

I wasn't sure I liked that.

"Chill out, Jeremy. I'm only teasing. He's going to earn that kiss."

"What does that mean?"

"I'm not telling. Not yet. Give it some time, Ok? And trust me. You do trust me, don't you?"

I stopped and pulled her into my arms. "Sorry. Still a little jealous I guess. You're gonna have to ease back on the teasing a bit, Ok?"

"Alright. Jeez, you just had your way with me for an entire day. How could you be jealous?"

"I know it's stupid. I can't help it. I'm sorry. I do trust you."

We stopped in front of her door. "Come in?" she asked.

I laughed. "No way. This is all yours. I don't know when I'll have the guts to walk in there again."

"Meanie. Call me later?"

"Sure."

"Promise?"

"Alright. I promise. I'll call. Stop stalling. And be good."

"Thanks for today, Jeremy."

"I love you, Penny."

She grinned. "I know." She opened the door, and gave me a quick wave before disappearing inside.At home, I was told I only had a few minutes before dinner.

"Air out your room, Jeremy. And bring down the old sheets, don't leave them in the hamper."

I blushed, and Dad laughed. "God, to be 18 again."

Mom leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "And give up all that knowledge? Not in a million years, bucko."

"Ok, to be 18, with what I know now."

Mom grinned. "Now that would be something. I'd be in a wheel chair before I was 20."

It was great to see them kidding around. I had no illusions that everything was fixed, but it seemed better.

It only took a few minutes to remake the bed, open the windows for a little fresh air, and gather up the sheets and towels. I dumped them in the laundry room, and joined Dad at the dinner table.

Mom served up her roast, giving Dad a big helping. Probably his favorite. As she turned to serve me, I saw him pat her on the bottom.

Mom would usually give a little squeal or jump if he did something like that. This time she stopped and looked back at him. "Again?" she asked.

Dad grinned, and Mom finished filling my plate with Dad rubbing her bottom.

As she served herself, Dad turned to me. "Happy you worked things out?"

"I was a jerk. Rub it in. I can't help it if I get jealous. It's not like I plan on it. Hell, she spent the whole day with me, and that kiss she gave you drove me nuts! How do you handle it?"

He seemed surprised by my answer. "Trust. You have to trust her. Nothing else will work. You can't be there all the time, so you have to count on her to do the right thing. You do trust her, don't you son?"

I took a bite of the soft potato. "Yeah. It's not helping so far."

"The rest is time. Trust over time. You'll get there. It's pretty obvious." He gave me a grin, digging into the roast."

Suddenly he stopped eating. He put down his knife and fork, looking across the table.

"Alice," he said.

"Is something wrong with the roast? I... I used a different wine..."

He shook his head. "No. It's perfect as usual." He took a few seconds, while we both waited in anticipation.

"I'm going to trust you again. It may not always be easy for me, so I'm gonna ask you to be patient with me. I trust you not to cheat on me, not to do anything behind my back, and to be upfront in everything you do. Please don't deceive me, or let me down."

I saw Mom choke up. "Never again, Harold. I promise. Thank you."

He reached over and squeezed my wrist. "You too, Jeremy. I trust you. I have to confess I lied to you. You don't disappoint me. You never have. You made mistakes, we all did, but I've never been disappointed in you. I'm proud of you." He looked more serious than he had in ages. "I love you."

"I... I love you too, Dad. I'm sorry I let you down. Never again. I'll never betray your trust."

Mom dropped her silverware, and ran around the table. She knelt beside Dad's chair wrapping her arms around his waist. She was openly crying. She was trying to speak through the sobbing, but all I could understand was the occasional "Sorry" and "Trust". He put his arm around her shoulders.

"I know, baby."

Eventually she calmed and we managed to go back to eating our meal. It was like a dark cloud over the house had been blown away. We laughed and I got teased for the noises we'd made up stairs.

Dad grinned. "Oh, Jeremy...Oh! Jeremy!...OH! JEREMYYYYY!"

Mom laughed.

I looked back at Dad, "I... I love you, Man."

Dad snapped upright, and I saw Mom looking like I'd slapped her. Oops. Maybe I pushed it too far. The first time I could remember him saying it to me since I was shaving.

He hit me in the head with a roll. "Jesus! I can't believe I raised such an ass!" he growled.

Mom tried to hold it in, but her chuckles were leaking, until she was giggling out of control.

Dad had his face buried in his food.

"Hell Dad. You never have to say it. I know. You show it in everything you do for me. Don't think for a second I don't know it."

That earned me another dinner roll in the chest. "Ass," he growled, but I could see he was smiling.

"Jeremy, pass your father the rolls."Mom had gone all out. Even made her pecan pie. Too rich for more than one slice, but heavenly. I was contemplating another small piece, when Dad stood up. "Clean up, will you Jeremy? Your mother and I have some things we have to discuss." He walked over to Mom and put his hand out. She took it and stood, momentarily hesitant, before falling into his arms.

Ornery old buzzard left their door open. I had barely finished the dishes when I heard Mom.

"Oh, Harold... Oh! Harold!... OOOH! HAAAROOOLD!"

"VERY FUNNY!" I yelled up the stairs, and I heard them both laughing.

That laughter, more than any sounds of passion, told me things were better. Maybe not perfect yet, but a whole lot better.Nearly the end - looks like only two more chapters until the conclusion. Major changes coming in the next chapter which is in final edit. Thanks for the patience.