John was laying back on his bed, thinking of everything that had been going on in his life when there was a soft knock on the door. When he replied to come in, he was shocked to see his mother open the door and close it behind her, wearing her dressing gown.
“I’d like to talk to you,” she began.
“Uh, sure, mom,” John replied, frightened now that the inevitable confrontation was starting.
“About this morning,” Karin began, “I’m very sorry about that, that you had to see what you did.”
“I guess it’s none of my business really,” John replied, unable to get the picture of his naked mother out of his mind.
“Well, I think it is your business,” she said, “especially since you literally had a hand in it, wouldn’t you say?”
“I’m sorry about that, mom, I was just doing what Tom told me to do,” he replied lamely.
“I see. And you didn’t want to do it. And you didn’t enjoy it, right?” she asked.
“No, yes. Well, you know what I mean,” he said.
“No, I’d like to hear you explain yourself, please.”
“Well, yes, I did want to do it, and yes, I did enjoy it,” John said, blushing. “But so did you,” he said defiantly.
“Yes, I did,” Karin agreed, nodding. “But that doesn’t make it right. And I don’t think your father would be particularly happy to know about it either, do you?”
“I guess not,” John answered, smiling as he thought of his father’s reaction. “But I’d never tell him.”
“I’m sure you wouldn’t,” Karin said, smiling at her son.
“Mom, are you and dad having, you know, any problems or anything?”
“No, of course not,” Karin replied. “What makes you ask that?”
“Well, gee, mom, I mean, this morning.”
“Oh, well, of course I understand why you ask, but no, there’s no problems between your father and I. I can’t explain it to you now, but maybe someday. You’ll just have to believe me for the time being.”
“Sure, mom, no problem.”
“Then I’ll say good-night,” Karin said, turning the knob and opening the door.
“Night, mom,” John replied.
The door closed behind Karin and John fell back on his bed totally exhausted from nervous energy. His mind was whirling as he went over his conversation with his mother in his mind. And he still couldn’t get out of his mind the picture of his mother’s shaved pussy with his fingers jammed up into her, her big clit sticking out. How he’d like to suck on that clit, he realized as he slipped his pants off, slowly stroking his now hard cock in his hand.
Suddenly the door to his room opened again and Kelly and Becky slipped in, closing the door behind them. John tried in vain to cover himself and hide his cock but was totally unsuccessful. Kelly grabbed Becky’s hand and pulled her over to the bed where John was laying, his cock sticking up in the air. They were both wearing t-shirts which came down to just below their pussies, and because he was laying back on his bed John thought he could see some pussy hair peeking out from beneath.
“See, I told you he’d be playing with himself,” Kelly said with a laugh.
“What do you two want?” John asked, feeling very exposed and uncomfortable.
“I promised Becky you’d let her see your cock again. She seemed so fascinated with it earlier and I figured you could maybe teach her how to do some things with it.”
“Really! Is that right, Becky?” John asked, staring at her blushing face. “Do you want to learn how to play with a cock?”
“Y-y-yes,” she stammered.
“Well, if I’m going to let you experiment with me and I’m naked, you have to be, too.”
“Oh! Well –”
“Sure, why not?” Kelly said. “It’s not like he hasn’t seen us before.”
“You mean, you would, too?” Becky asked.
“If you want me to, I don’t mind. It might be fun.”
“Well?” John asked, letting his hand again wrap around his cock.
“Okay,” Becky agreed, slowly reaching down and pulling her t-shirt off over her head, leaving her standing naked next to an equally naked Kelly. “What now?”
“We should get on the bed,” Kelly said, climbing over John, making sure to drag her pussy across his face as she sat on the other side of him, her legs crossed Indian fashion, exposing her split pussy with her clit sticking out.
Becky followed Kelly, climbing over John’s legs to kneel next to Kelly right at John’s hip.
“What should I do?” she asked, staring at John’s hand slowly massaging his cock.
“Well, just do what I’m doing,” John suggested.
“Go ahead, silly,” Kelly said, taking Becky’s hand and putting it on John’s cock.
John let his hand fall to his side as Becky slid her fingers around his cock, gently squeezing him. Slowly getting accustomed to the feeling of John’s cock in her hand, Becky began to slide her hand up and down on John’s cock, just as she had seen him doing when they came into the room. As she did so, a drop of pre-cum formed at the tip of John’s cock.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“Oh, that’s the best part of it all, almost,” Kelly said. “Go ahead and lick it, you’ll see.”
“You’re kidding!” Becky exclaimed, staring at Kelly in shock.
“No, I’m not,” Kelly laughed. “If you don’t, I will.”
“You wouldn’t!” Becky said, shocked by what Kelly was proposing. “He’s your brother.”
“Oh, right now he’s only a cock, and if you don’t take the treat you’re being offered, I will.”
“No, I’ll do it,” Becky said, squirming a bit on the bed.