Turning me to the door she answered, “You know I will.” Then she stopped, and bent down to pull my panties back into place. The only problem was that they were almost soaked with her pussy juice from when she was using my cock to masturbate herself. The red silk material in the front looked saturated, too, and with the obvious smell, it was painfully evident what we had been up to.
“Oh, well” she said, “maybe they’ll just think they got wet from the sink.” She observed, straightening my panties and arranging my cock head to poke out the top again.
“I know!” She exclaimed. Then, kneeling down and taking my cock head in her mouth, she licked and slobbered all over my cock head. “There.” She said laughing as she lifted back up, leaving my cock head dripping wet with her saliva. “Now they shouldn’t have any questions why we were in here so long.”
I took a deep breath as she took my hand and walked me to the door of the washroom. She raised her eyebrows as she looked at me. I replied by doing the same as I reached out and turned the knob and opened the door. Together, we walked hand in hand out of the washroom and out into the procedure room.
Aunt Brenda and Erika were standing together, giggling and talking back and forth. When they saw us, they stopped giggling and Erika moved over to her cart, which was now set up over by the rolling bed. While mom and I were in the washroom, Erika had apparently opened the sides of the cart to make it longer and removed some trays and packages from the drawers and arranged them on top of the cart.
The rolling bed had been transformed, too. The rails that were on the sides of the bed had been dropped and the bed had been lowered. Most noticeable of all, though, were these wings, or maybe braces, attached to the side of the bed. Aunt Brenda stood next to it, smiling, as we took our final steps in front of them.
“Hmm,” my aunt observed, looking directly at my wet panties and shiny cock head, “It looks like your penis is all wet, Bobby.”
“Sherri!” Aunt Brenda exclaimed. “Were you performing fellatio on this young man in the bathroom?” My aunt started to laugh and then added, “And you didn’t even share?”
Everyone smiled and laughed. “Okay, from now on,” Aunt Brenda warned, “there’s to be no more cock sucking unless I get to go first. Understand?” We all laughed again and mom blushed a little and nodded her head.
“Erika, why don’t you begin.” My aunt said once all the laughter died down.
I looked at Erika and she was trying her best to choke back a smile as she stared at my wet silk panties and my cock covered with mom’s saliva. “What do you want him to do?” My mother asked.
“First,” Erika said, “I think it’s a good idea to show you what we have in the cart so you’re not preoccupied with what’s in here. Come over here and let me show you.”
Both mother and I walked over to the cart and stood next to Erika as she began to explain. Holding up a bottle of lubricant, she said, “Bobby, this is normal, everyday personal lubricant — the kind you can buy in the store. Many women use it when they have sex or just to keep them moist.” Then she picked up a syringe and turned to look at me. “Now, don’t get worried about this,” she explained, holding it up for me to see, “there’s no needle on it. I’m just going to fill this with that lubricant and then we’re going to squirt it up inside you. You know, right up in your cute little butt. The lube will help you stay comfortable and relaxed throughout some of the procedures. It’s not going to hurt and we’ll get your mom to help us. If anything,” she said with a smile, “you’ll probably like this part a lot.”
I looked at my mom and her eyes got wide and she smiled. Seeing that, Erika smiled, too and so did I.
One of the drawers of the cart was opened an inch or two and I could barely make out what I thought was a selection of plastic cocks. They were laid out on a towel side by side, with the smallest one on the left and increasing in size to the right. Erika saw me eyeing the drawer and cleverly bumped it close with her hip and gave me a slight smile, saying, “No fair peeking, Bobby.”
“Let’s go over here, now.” Erika said, gesturing to the bed where my aunt was just finishing. “This is where you’re going to be most of the time.” Mom took my hand and pulled me over with her and we stood across the bed from Aunt Brenda as she told me all about it.
Aunt Brenda fluffed the pillow that was at the head of the bed as she started to speak. “This bed is almost exactly like a bed you would probably find in a hospital maternity ward, Bobby.” She began. “These stirrups,” she continued, “will hold your legs up and out of the way for us. They’re nicely padded and you’ll be perfectly comfortable.”
I looked at my mom and I could see her face was flushed. I’m not sure I heard anything my aunt said past the point where she told me the stirrups would hold my legs up and out of the way. But, apparently my mom was paying attention better than I was, or she knew something I didn’t know.
“Once you’re on the bed,” Aunt Brenda continued, “we’re going to ask you to move down as far as you can and then we’ll help you put your legs in the stirrups.” My cock throbbed and my heart started to thump again. Not from fear, but from the vision I got of myself laying there with all my parts exposed as these ladies did things to me.
Aunt Brenda looked at me. “Bobby,” she said, “your mom is going to be right here next to you the whole time. If you get uncomfortable or need anything, just ask one of us and we’ll do whatever we need to do for you, but, once you’re in the bed, you have to stay here until we let you up. Okay?”
I looked at my mom and didn’t say a word. After a second, mom squeezed my hand and told Aunt Brenda we understood and it was fine. I think mom was proud of me for allowing her to answer and truthfully, I felt completely comfortable letting her speak for me.
My aunt looked at Erika, then my mom, and lastly at me. “Anybody have any questions?” She asked. I could see her glancing back and forth, looking at Erika, my mother and then me again.
In spite of my previous fears and anxieties, all the questions I had were completely gone. Deep inside me, I knew with complete certainty I had nothing to fear. I also knew that if mom set this up, it was going to be wonderful. And hearing that mom was going to stay by my side the whole time, well…. that told me everything I needed to know.
“If not,” Aunt Brenda said, “I think we’re finally ready.”
“Do you want him naked?” Mom inquired.
“He’ll have to lose the panties,” Erika said, pointing to the red silkies my aunt gave me earlier, “but, he can keep the bra on if he wants to…. it’s totally up to him.”
“Well?” Mom asked. “Do you want to keep your bra on, or take it off, sweetheart?”
Both Erika and Aunt Brenda stood quietly and waited for my answer. “Whatever you think is best,” I answered, “I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.”
“Hmm,” she replied, “I know how much you enjoy wearing the bra, sweetie, but I think for now its best if you’re completely naked for us.” My cock lurched when she used those words “completely naked for us.”
Erika and my aunt agreed. Aunt Brenda then looked at my mom and asked, “Sherri, is it okay if we undress him?” Then to my surprise, my mom let go of my hand and took a step back. Aunt Brenda held out her hand to me as she circled the bed to where I was standing and Erika joined her. “Is it okay if we take off your bra and panties?” Aunt Brenda asked.
I glanced over to my mom, and she smiled. “Yes,” mom said, “I think I’d like to see that.”
“Sherri,” my aunt asked, “can we play with him a little, too?”
“I think that will be okay.” Mom said. Then turning to stand in front of me, she added, “Sweetie, you be good and do what they say now, understand?”
“I understand, mom,” I replied, “they can do anything they want to me as long as you’re here.”
“Anything?” Erika asked. “Yes,” mom answered, “just don’t make him cum. He has to earn that.” As I stood between them, Aunt Brenda and Erika began to run their hands all over my body. Before long, Erika’s hands were feeling their way over my wet panties, feeling my bulge and rubbing the knob of my wet cock as it poked out the top of my panties. Erika’s hand became wet as she felt me and when she moved her hand to her nose to sniff the wetness, a small grin appeared on her face and she gave me a knowing look to tell me she knew my panties were saturated with my mother’s pussy juice.
My aunt on the other hand, was running her hands over my ass, feeling the firmness of my cheeks and lightly squeezing me. “Remember, you said we could do anything, Bobby.” My aunt whispered in my ear.
Aunt Brenda reached over to the cart and picked up the lube and squeezed a generous amount onto her fingers. At the same time, Erika got down on her knees in front of me and started kissing the head of my cock. I felt my aunt’s hands reach down inside the back of my panties and go right between my cheeks to my bottom hole.
“Aahh,” I moaned as her finger found my hole and began to play with it – tapping it and slathering it with the lube.
“Pull his panties down,” my aunt said to Erika, “let’s show this girl what it feels like to be groped.”
Erika didn’t waste any time. As soon as the words were out of my Aunt’s mouth, she reached up and pulled my panties all the way down, leaving them at my feet, baring my ass to my aunt’s probing fingers and freeing my cock to whatever Erika wanted to do to it. My mother moved between them and reached down to take the panties as I stepped out of them.
“Tell me, Bobby,” my aunt asked, “do you want us to refer to you as a girl, or a boy while you’re here today?”
I didn’t know how to answer. Surely I was a boy, but I was dressed like a girl. I remembered how I felt that day my mother fucked me with the strap-on, and that day I felt like a girl as she was sliding in and out of my bottom. Before I could answer, though, my aunt peeked around in front of my face and said, “I know one thing for sure….. you’re going to feel like a girl when we’re done.”