“I think we’ll try to work through this without the transmitter, Nick.” Maggie smiles, hugging me and kissing me on the cheek. “Good luck with your mom.” She whispers, before she leaves. I walk over and kneel on the floor in front of the couch. Susan has mom’s head cradled against her chest and mom is sobbing uncontrollably.
“I’m sorry, mom.” I say. “I never meant to hurt anyone.” I tell her. Mom shakes her head, and lifts her face from Susan’s chest.
“No.” She says, wiping her tears. “That’s not why I’m crying, Nick.” She says, placing her hand on my cheek. “This isn’t about you.” She says, quietly, looking off into space.
“I just loved Harry so much.” She blurts out, sniffling, as she wipes her eyes again. “All my life I dreamed about what it would be like to… to be with him.” She confides to Susan and I. “I fantasized how I would show my brother how much I loved him.” She takes a deep breath, before continuing.
“When I saw the DVD… and found out that it actually happened…” She shrugs. “And I couldn’t remember it!” She starts crying again. “How could he have done that? Give me the greatest afternoon of my life, and then die, without leaving me any memory of it?” She stops again to brush tears from her cheeks. Susan squeezes her shoulder reassuringly.
“Watching the DVD was like watching someone else.” She explains. “I could see what we did, but I never knew what it felt like, or how wonderful it was.” She looks from me to Susan. “Now I do.” She says quietly. “I remember everything that happened.” She says, smiling. “Even the stuff that wasn’t in the video. It was such an amazing afternoon.” She sighs. “Thank you, Nick.” She says, kissing my cheek. “Thank you for restoring that memory.” We embrace in an awkward three-way hug, holding each other tightly.
“So what were the bonus features?” Susan says, breaking the mood.
“I’ll never tell.” Mom smiles, wiping her eyes and leaning back on the couch. “Would you guys mind if I’m just… alone with my thoughts… and memories, for a while?” She asks.
We don’t object. We hug again and then mom goes down in the basement to Uncle Harry’s office.
“Wow!” Susan says, after mom’s gone. “That was intense. Mom and Harry, huh? I guess the apples don’t fall far from the trees.” She adds, kissing me.
“Sometime you’ll have to fill me in on all that shit Nicole was blabbering about.” She says, unbuttoning my shirt. “Did her mom really help you fuck her in the ass?” She asks, unfastening my pants.
“Yeah.” I answer, quietly. “I’m not proud of that.” I say. “Or of using Nicole like I did.” I answer, kicking off my shoes so Susan can get my pants off.
“Was her ass as good as mine?” She teases, as she pulls her halter-top over her head. Thank God for my sister’s one-track mind!
“No.” I answer, pulling her against me and crushing her soft tits against my chest. “No one is as good as you, at anything!” I tell her, helping her unzip her skirt and letting it drop to the floor.
“Hey!” Susan says, backing up, with her hands on her hips. “I just remembered that I’m mad at you.”
“Me?” I ask. “Why?”
“Because now I know how I ended up standing in your room naked!” She says, with a mischievous look on her face. “And how you made me masturbate in front of you!” She says, with mock indignation.
“You have to admit you deserved it for teasing me so much.” I answer, pulling her back against me. “Especially with what you and Sherrie had planned for that weekend.”
“Maybe.” She says. “But I still may have to get you back, sometime.” She says, kissing me.
“I think the transmitter just allowed us to do what we both wanted to do anyway.” I say, running my hands down her back.
“Mmm. True.” Susan says, while grinding her panty-covered mound against my hard cock. “Where are Maggie’s toys?” She whispers excitedly. “Are you doing that or am I?” She asks, referring to the hardness of my cock.
“They’re in Harry’s bedroom.” I answer. “And you are! Definitely you!” I tell her, kneeling down to peel her soaking wet panties from her dripping pussy. I can’t resist a quick taste, as my tongue darts out, licking the creamy nectar that’s oozing from her swollen pussy lips.
“Ohhhhh!” Susan moans. “Let’s go get the toys!” She says excitedly, pulling me to my feet. “And bring the transmitter.” She adds. “I want you to give me control over my orgasms.”
In the bedroom, Susan hops on the bed, lies back and spreads her legs. Her pussy is already wet and she’s stroking her outer lips with her finger. I put the ear buds in my ears and try to remember the exact wording that I had Maggie use on me.
“Okay, are you ready?” I ask Susan. She nods, smiling at me. I dial in her frequency and push the button.
“You will have complete control over your orgasms. You will be able to maintain any level of arousal you want, controlling the wetness of your pussy and the firmness of your nipples. You will be able to orgasm as frequently as you wish, and have amazingly satisfying orgasms every time.” As I start to turn off the transmitter, I remember to add something else. “You will remember all of the commands I just gave you.” I turn it off.
“Wow!” Susan says. “That sounded pretty good. I want to try it.” She looks down at her nipples and I watch her make them hard, then soft, and then hard again. “Jesus Christ!” She says. “It’s not just making them hard, I experience the full arousal that goes with it.” She says, smiling. She keeps doing it and it’s amazing to watch her nipples stretch out, becoming long and thick, and then just as quickly recede to little crinkled nubs in the center of her areolas.
“Watch this.” She pulls her knees up, spreads her legs and her pussy lips start to tremble. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuuccccck!” She screams, shakily, jerking around on the bed, while juice gushes from her pussy. “I’m… going… to do… another… one.” She says, panting out the words. “Ohmygod! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She cries, writhing around on the bed, pussy juice flooding from between her quivering lips. “One…. more….” She moans, softly. “Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! “Oooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! She howls, pressing her hand between her legs, squeezing her thighs together and curling up on her side, shaking and shivering.
“Well.” I say, my hard cock sticking straight out in front of me. “I guess you don’t need me anymore.” I joke.
“Fuck!” Susan says, rolling onto her back. “Put that thing in me, now!” She says, looking lustfully at my fully erect cock. I crawl up between her legs and lap up some of the juice from her drenched pussy, before sliding my body up over hers. Plunging my hard cock into her saturated pussy, I swell it up as large as it will go, and start pumping with a rapid-fire rhythm. I immediately feel, Susan’s pussy muscles clench around my cock, as she gives herself another orgasm.
“Ohhhhhhh!” Susan moans. “Ohhh… Ohhh… Ohhh… Ohhh… Ohhh… Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
“Damn!” I say. “Don’t wear it out.” I tell her as she smiles dreamily at me, loosening her grip on my cock. I keep my cock hard and pound into her through several more intense orgasms. While Susan is recovering from her latest convulsion, I shoot my load inside her soggy pussy and then immediately recover my hard cock and start pounding her again. We keep this up until we’re soaked with sweat, clawing at each other’s backs and can barely keep a rhythm going.
“No… more.” Susan breathes, as she comes down from her most intense orgasm yet. “I can’t keep going like this.” She smiles, kissing me on the lips. I release my load, jerking through several large spurts, before collapsing on her heaving chest.