“I got used to it,” Charles sighed in reply. “She would suck me off at least twice each day, then kiss me, each time with her mouth full of my cum. Then she’d have me cum on her face, on her breasts, on her pussy, and she’d ask me to lick it up. God, the number of times I almost threw up before I got used to it. Then she’d have me cum in her and then go down on her, eat her pussy until she was clean. I just got used to it and it didn’t bother me, not if I was getting all of the sex I wanted with her.”
“Wow!” Sheri gasped, her eyes shining. “I loved cum the first time I tasted it. Pussy, too.”
“I loved pussy the first time I tasted it,” Charles agreed, “but I had to get past some stuff in my head before I got to the point where I liked the taste of cum.”
“You do?” Sheri asked, the surprise on her face obvious. “You like the taste of cum?”
“Yeah, though not as much as pussy,” Charles affirmed.
“So that’s why you don’t mind eating my pussy when it’s full of cum?” Sheri asked.
“Exactly,” Charles replied. “I don’t care what the condition is, I love eating your pussy.”
“More than Celia’s?” Sheri asked.
“More than Celia’s,” Charles agreed.
“More than mom’s?” she asked.
“Mom’s? W… what do you mean?” Charles stammered, his face flushing.
So Sheri told him about how she had been hanging out at Suzi’s, seeing the people who visited his studio before her.
“It wasn’t hard to put two and two together to get four,” Sheri said, smiling at the confusion on his face. “And I know what my pussy tastes like on your cock, don’t I? When I saw mom and dad here, then tasted my own pussy on your cock when I know you hadn’t fucked me, well, I may not be a rocket scientist, but I’m not that stupid.”
“Yes, well, I was getting to that,” Charles said with a sigh. “God, I never imagined that this was going to happen.”
“What?” Sheri asked.
“You finding everything out,” Charles replied.
“Tell me more,” Sheri insisted. “But first tell me whose pussy you like to eat better, mine or mom’s.”
“I can’t tell the difference,” Charles admitted.
“At all?” Sheri asked.
“At all,” Charles agreed. “Here, let me show you something,” he said, getting up from the bed and going over to the computer and rapidly typing, Sheri standing next to him, a hand on his shoulder. “What do you see?” he asked when two photos appeared on the monitor side by side.
“Two pictures of my pussy,” Sheri replied.
“Wrong,” Charles said. “Only one of them is you, the other is mom.”
“No way!” Sheri said, leaning close to the monitor. “They look exactly the same. I mean, she has my pussy lips.”
“Actually, you have hers,” Charles laughed.
“And we taste the same?” Sheri asked.
“I can’t tell the difference, though I haven’t had the pleasure of a side-by-side test yet,” he replied with a laugh.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she asked.
“Yeah, probably,” Charles agreed, “and so would you.”
“Probably,” Sheri agreed. “God, this is just unbelievable! You’re fucking me and mom. And dad knows?”
“Dad knows,” Charles agreed.
“And he doesn’t care?” Sheri asked.
“Not in the least,” Charles assured her. “He likes watching.”
“So that’s where I get it,” Sheri said.
“I think we get it from both of them,” Charles said. “Our family is off-the-scale horny.”
“But all of that nonsense that she spouts about the Church and getting on my case about sex,” Sheri complained.
“She’s just being a mother,” Charles said. “You, up until now, haven’t been ensnared in any of this. As you’ll see, she didn’t really have a choice, but you do, at least for now.”
“What does that mean?” Sheri asked.
“The next day when I came to the studio, Celia was already there and there was a guy with her, in his 30s, I think,” Charles explained. “He was what I thought of as a pretty boy, really in shape, built, perfect hair and smile.”
“A boy toy?” Sheri asked, her eyes wide.
“Probably,” Charles replied, shrugging. “Anyway, Celia explained that she wanted to see how well I did photographing two people together. I wasn’t going to complain, though I did wince inside when I realized that my cock wasn’t going to get sucked.”
“He undressed when Celia told him to and she did, too,” Charles continued. “His cock was sort of normal and I felt good about that, knowing that mine was bigger.”
“You guys all have a thing about how big your cock is, don’t you?” Sheri asked.
“I don’t know about that, but I’ve heard enough comments from girls that I know that they like a larger one,” Charles replied. “Or are you different?”
“No, no, big cocks are for me,” Sheri laughed. “Which is why I love yours so much, just perfect.”
“Yeah,” Charles said, “so Celia sat on the edge of the bed and he stood in front of her and she sucked his cock and I took pictures.”
“But you have all of the video cameras,” Sheri pointed out.
“They’re great, but they don’t have the resolution of my camera,” Charles explained. “I can get shots that the video cameras can’t get and I can get the same shots that the video cameras can get but mine will be of a higher quality.”
“Okay,” Sheri said, understanding. “Tell me more,” she said, climbing onto his lap and settling her pussy on his cock, sliding down onto him, feeling him fill her pussy.
“So Celia sucked his cock and I took pictures,” Charles continued. “My cock was hard as a rock when he came. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue and he came on her tongue, then stuck his cock into her mouth for her to finish him off. I was kneeling next to them, taking really close shots as he came. When he finished and stepped back, Celia grabbed me and kissed me, her mouth still full of his cum.”
“Oh, my god!” Sheri laughed.
“I was totally freaked out but didn’t pull away, forced myself to kiss her like I always did when she had a mouthful of my cum,” Charles continued. “Then Celia had him fuck her. That was incredible for me. I had never seen people fucking before and I was getting to take pictures, really close up, bumping into them with the camera sometimes.”
“When he finally came, I could see it, cum seeping from around his cock,” Charles continued. “I could see Celia’s rosebud clenching and knew that she was squeezing him with her pussy like she did to me. When he finally pulled his cock from her pussy, it was full of cum which was running out and leaking down over her rosebud.”
“I froze, freaking out totally inside when Celia asked me to eat her pussy,” Charles continued, shaking his head. “All I could see what his cum everywhere. But I was afraid of losing her, her patronage, being able to fuck her, so I just took a deep breath and dove in.”