With Mom corkscrewing her hand up and down my slick shaft while her tongue works miracles around my cockhead, my jism bursts forth of it’s own accord. Sealing her lips around my spasming cock, Mom sucks and swallows more cum than I thought I’d have left in me.
Easing my limp cock from her mouth, Mom scoots up beside me on the bed and stretches out next to me. “You didn’t want to go home with Maggie’s smell all over you, did you?” Mom teases while brushing my hair from my forehead.
“Never,” I answer as I put my arm around her and pull her close.
“Now, what did you want to talk to me about?” Mom asks, nuzzling her head against my shoulder.
Completely relaxed and not having come up with a good opening, I just start talking. I tell Mom about Dad’s porn business and how Tracy got us into the shoot this morning. I explain how Christina caught Susan and I in the control room and emailed a video of us to Dad. Mom listens quietly, not even commenting when I describe what happened between Dad and Susan. When I’ve finished, I just lie quietly and listen to her breathing.
“Nick, after what we just did, why are you surprised that your father would be interested in your sister?” Mom asks quietly. “I’ve been struggling with how and when we should introduce your father into our unique living arrangements and now I think you’ve solved that.”
“Mom! He thinks he’s using the transmitter on her to make her do whatever he wants!” I shift on the bed so I can look at her face. She just stares at me with one raised eyebrow. Fuck! She thinks this is the same as what I’ve been doing! Doesn’t anyone think this is wrong?
“Nick,” Mom touches my cheek with her hand. “I know you’ve had issues with your father, and you’ve had Susan and I exclusively to yourself for a long time, but things change.” Before she has a chance to finish, we hear Frank’s car pull into the driveway.
“You’d better get dressed,” she says, kissing me on the forehead and standing up. I smile as she straightens her clothing then I grab my clothes and hurriedly pull them on.
Dad and Susan are watching TV when we get home and I wish I hadn’t been so quick to get rid of our telepathic powers. I help Mom get dinner ready and the four of us have an uneventful meal full of small talk and gibberish, as far as I’m concerned. I watch Susan and Dad for any sign that they picked up where they left off but don’t see anything.
The four of us watch a movie on Starz then head off to bed. Because Dad is still supposedly in the dark about our relationship, Susan and I are relegated to different bedrooms for the night. This may be one of the first nights since I’ve gotten the transmitter that I’ve slept alone. I don’t like it.
Lying on my back with my hands behind my head, I stare at the ceiling with my mind working overtime trying to make sense of the situation with Dad. I am so sure that I’m right but then why doesn’t anyone else see it? Am I just being bullheaded? Am I really just jealous?
Everyone thinks that because I’m committing incest with Mom and Susan that it’s okay for Dad and Susan. It’s true that I’m fucking Mom and Susan… and Maggie… and Mary… and Carolyn… Denise… Mrs. Edwards, occasionally. Fine, I’ve abused the transmitter a few times but I never hurt anyone. I’ve never threatened anyone the way Dad did with Maggie.
I try to picture being in a family orgy with Mom, Susan and Dad. I can’t do it! Why can’t I get anyone to see it? I fall asleep thinking about ways to use the transmitter to help people see how Dad really is.
“Nick… Nick…” I wake up to my sister’s voice and a gentle shoulder rub.
“Wha?” I yawn halfway through the word and rub my palms against my eyes. “What time is it?”
“It’s almost nine,” Susan answers. “Dad asked me if I wanted to go to the office with him today,” she says, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Why?” I ask.
“Well… I’m not sure but I think he wants us to be alone,” she says quietly. “I really want to do this, Nick but not behind your back.”
“If you’re asking for my approval, I’m sorry, Sis but I still think Dad’s a manipulative asshole.”
“Not your approval… just… I guess… please don’t interfere, okay?” Susan asks. I nod but don’t say anything. “Did you talk to Mom?” she asks.
“I told her what was going on but we really didn’t get a chance to discuss it,” I sigh. “Look, Sis. I’ll wait until you get home from Dad’s office. Tell me how it goes and we’ll take it from there, okay?”
“You’re the best!” Susan wraps her arms around me and kisses me full on the mouth. “I love you. You know that, right? I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” With that declaration she waves and hurries out the door. The rest of her life? What does that mean? I roll over and bury my head in the pillow.
After I hear them leave, I toss and turn for a while and finally give up trying to go back to sleep. Pushing the covers aside I stretch, then get up and walk naked down the hall to see what Mom’s doing. I find her asleep in the big bed in Uncle Harry’s room. Her and Dad slept here last night and she’s curled up on her side facing away from me.
I slip into bed and spoon my body against mom’s warm back. She moves slightly but doesn’t wake up as I nestle my cock between her beautiful ass cheeks. Draping my arm over her side and cupping her breast with my hand, I breathe in the smell of her hair as I close my eyes.
As I dose off, my sister’s comment comes back to me. I always thought this was something we would do for a while and then I’d grow up, get married and raise a family. I hadn’t really considered how Susan would fit into that scenario but I fall asleep wondering if Susan and I could possibly raising a family.
I awaken to the sound of the phone ringing on the nightstand. I’m still cuddled up to mom’s back as she’s reaching for the receiver.
“It’s got to be for you,” Mom says, passing the receiver behind her.
“Hello,” I mumble into the handset and Mom jerks her head around, I guess just realizing that it’s me and not Dad lying naked against her back.
“Nick,” Susan’s frantic voice comes through the tiny telephone speaker. “I need you here, right now… bring Mom!” I sit up immediately, swinging my legs off the bed.
“Susan, what’s wrong?” I ask, already moving down the hall to get my clothes.
“You were right!” Susan screams. “Dad is a fucking asshole!” I cradle the phone between my shoulder and my ear while I pull on my underwear.
“What happened?” I ask.
“Just get here, Nick!” Susan says, crying into the phone.
“I’ll be right there!” I hang up and finish getting dressed.
“What’s going on?” Mom asks from the doorway. She’s already put on some shorts and is buttoning her blouse.
“Susan went with Dad to his office and something happened,” I answer. “We need to get over there right away.”
“I’ll get the car keys,” Mom says, turning from the door and running down the hallway.
“What happened?” Mom asks as she’s backing the car out of the driveway.
“I don’t know,” I answer, explaining what Susan said and how frantic she sounded. We ride the rest of the way in silence.
Surprisingly, it’s Danae who meets us in the lobby of Dad’s office.
“Susan is in Tracy’s office,” she says hurrying us down the hallway. “She’s getting the video feed from Daryl’s office for you to watch.”
“Mom! Nick!” Susan hugs us both. “Oh Nick, you were right! God! I’m so sorry I didn’t listen to you!” Susan is almost crying as she holds us both in a tight embrace.
“Susan, what happened?” Mom asks grabbing Susan’s shoulders and holding her at arm’s length. There’s a red mark on Susan’s cheek that was obviously made from a slap.