“But Mom, I’m still kinda hard…” Mike replied, starting to walk behind Julia as he feasted his eyes on her round, jiggly mommy-rump and her huge, wobbling mommy-boobs. “I mean… Can we at least do stuff in the shower? Please?”
“Sweetie, we can’t!” Julia giggled, trying to be stern and failing. Glorying in the deliciously naughty feel of having her son’s creamy cum slowly leaking from her well-fucked asshole, the sexy mother was in fact positively brimming with excitement as she once again realized just how great it felt to be wanted and lusted after by a hot-blooded man, specially a loving and caring one like her Mike.
As she entered the bathroom and looked over her shoulder, meeting her son’s half-sheepish and half-horny gaze after casting a longing glance at his thick semi-hardness, Julia added in a tender yet sultry tone: “Okay, sweetheart, how about this: if you behave now, I’ll reward you later by sucking you off on the drive to the airport. A long sloppy blowjob from Mommy should get that nasty boner of yours under control, I think… What do you say, baby, do we have a deal?”
“Sure, deal! Come on, Mom, let’s do this!” Mike answered, beaming as he planted a loving smooch on Julia’s succulent grinning lips before dragging her into the shower stall with him.
*****
As soon as she saw her mother coming out of the car with her arms outstretched and a huge heart-warming smile on her face, Lori’s frown dissolved and her annoyance for the long wait evaporated in the blink of an eye. A rare smile brightened her sculpted visage as she rushed forward and lost herself in her mom’s warm embrace, holding tight to bask in the comforting softness of her large breasts. Moments later Lyla was by Lori’s side too, stretching her arms to hug both her sister and their overjoyed mother. As Julia told her girls how happy she was to see them again, the three of them yelped and laughed and squealed with joy, their three-way embrace never breaking.
After giving his mother and sisters a few moments to themselves, Mike joined in too. Wrapping his toned arms around Lyla and Lori from behind as Julia did from the front, Mike nuzzled Lyla’s head affectionately, taking in the signature scent of her wild wavy locks. As Lyla giggled and craned her neck to plant a long smooch on her little brother’s cheek, Mike tightened his bear hug around the girls and smiled at his mom. Julia’s eyes were lustrous, sparkling with barely contained tears of joy, her voice cracking as she kept going on about how much she had missed her girls and how good it was to have them back home again.
Running her fingers through her daughters’ hair while she smiled at her handsome son, more overcome with emotion than she had expected, Julia could only laugh and hold tight to her three children, basking in the unique sense of completeness and harmony that came from having her family reunited and huddled together around her in a loving embrace.
*****
In the days following the girls’ return, Julia made it a point to cook the twins’ and Mike’s favorite dishes every evening. Regardless of what they did during the day, reuniting at the dinner table in the evening to have a nice home-cooked meal together was always a joyous bonding moment that neither Julia nor the kids would ever even think of missing.
When she wasn’t holed up in her room texting with her friends or out shopping, Lori would spend her afternoons helping Julia in the kitchen, even though she mostly just talked non-stop while her mom did the actual cooking. After Lyla, Julia was the person that Lori felt closest to in the whole world, but, unlike Lyla, their mother was actually interested in discussing girly topics like clothes and hairstyles and all the other things that Lyla didn’t give a crap about.
For her part, Lyla spent the better part of her days with Mike. As she usually did via texts and chats, she scrupulously updated her little brother in person about her many movie ideas or the weird short stories she was constantly writing and whose TV rights, she was sure, would one day make her rich. Mostly though, they just chilled together and watched the current shows they were hooked on, or they binge-watched their shared favorites from the past.
As for Julia, even though she had a permanent smile on her face, the happy buzz brought on by having all her children under the same roof once again didn’t completely outweigh her burning need to be with her son in the intimate, uninhibited way she had gotten used to recently. Sleeping alone in her big empty bed was the hardest part for the voluptuous mother, not to mention having to wake up without her boy’s strong arms wrapped around her body and his young hard boner pressing urgently against her pillowy ass. Luckily, Julia still had her toys and the many sexy memories of her innumerable passionate moments with Mike, but that was hardly enough compared to what her son could do to her with his tongue, his fingers and, most importantly, with his big cock.
At the same time, spending hours on end near his beautiful older sister was to Mike like throwing gasoline on the ever-burning flames of his mother-centric libido. The physical similarities between his buxom mom and his curvaceous sister struck him more powerfully than ever, stirring sexual desires for Lyla which, albeit present before, he had never considered as more than random fantasies. Now though, given the unexpected yet amazing way in which his relationship with his mother had evolved in the previous weeks, Mike couldn’t help but wonder if a deeper connection between himself and Lyla might somehow blossom too.
Mike had always loved having Lyla around, ever since they were kids. Beside being caring and nice and capable of a playful complicity with him that he adored, Lyla exuded an effortless and affectionate warmness that reminded Mike of the unique way their mother could make them feel good with her mere presence. Laid back by nature and totally comfortable with her soft curvy body, Lyla never wore much more than a tank top and a pair of light shorts around the house, allowing her big bra-less tits and round juicy bubble-butt to be showcased in ways that Mike simply couldn’t ignore. Cuddly and affectionate as always, Lyla hugged and smooched her little brother whenever she felt like, which was often, causing a maelstrom of mixed emotions inside Mike, some pure and tender, others not so much.
Most of the time, when he found himself dwelling on those thoughts, Mike ended up just shrugging them off as a by-product of his incessant and mind-numbing desire for his mom, but other times he wasn’t so sure it was all in his head. Every now and then, Mike noticed Lyla’s bespectacled gaze lingering on his bulging crotch before she giggled and cracked a joke about it. Often, when they were snuggled in his or her bed watching some show on her laptop, she would purposely rub her heavy tits against his side and drape a smooth thigh over his legs in a silent plea for cuddles, which unfailingly resulted in her happy coos as he encircled her naked shoulders with his arm, hugging her closely.