Part 30: Join Together

Day 50: Monday, November 4

Chapter 1

Katherine was dreaming, although she didn't realize it. In her dream she was lying naked in Alan's bed, getting fucked by him from behind. However, this wasn't an ordinary fucking, because she was eight months pregnant, with a heavy belly the size of a beachball. Instead, it was more like they were cuddling, except that Alan's erection was fully sheathed inside her, just the way that she liked to hold him. Sometimes he would twitch or move his dick inside her just a bit, and sometimes she'd rhythmically squeeze him with her pussy muscles. Either way, it was heavenly for both of them as they lay spooned together in his bed with one of her legs bent to give him easy access to her honeypot.

They could have gone on like that for hours, but eventually Susan interrupted by knocking on the door. "Morning, kids! Rise and shine!"

Katherine spoke through the door. "Hey, Mom. We're already up."

"Can I come in?"

Alan replied, "Sure."

Susan opened the door and strolled in, wearing nothing but a sexy see-through nightie. She evidenced no dismay or surprise when she saw her two children lying in bed fucking. Instead, she smiled broadly with pride and pleasure. "Look at you lovebirds. Angel, the way you're glowing, I'd think you're still on your honeymoon."

Katherine turned and tilted her head a bit to kiss her brother's cheek and nose. "Mom, that was way over a year ago. But you know what? It still feels like we just got married!" She smiled brightly and kissed him on the mouth.

Susan pulled the covers back, allowing her to see their actual coitus. She sat down on the bed and stared. "Aaah. Just look at that! Angel, are you taking good care of your hubby's big, thick cock, like a good fuck toy should?"

"Mom, you know it!" Katherine replied proudly. "That's why he calls me his favorite fuck toy."

Susan reached out to lovingly cradle Alan's balls. "Son, don't forget you have other fuck toys who love you just as much."

"Thanks, Mom," Alan replied while subtly churning his hips, keeping his pole stirring. "And don't be offended by the 'favorite' comment, okay? You know I love you as much as humanly possible, and you're a fantastic fuck toy too. But if I don't say nice things to my wife, I'll never hear the end of it."

Katherine playfully poked an elbow into Alan's tummy. "That's right, buster! Don't you forget it!" She giggled.

Susan's fingers roamed up to where Alan and Katherine were joined. Since their fucking was relatively stationary, she was able to run her fingers along Katherine's soaked pussy lips. "My sweet Angel ... Just look at all this fat cock, filling you up!" A note of concern was added to her voice. "Are you sure this is okay? After all, you're eight months pregnant."

Katherine replied, "The doctor said it's still okay as long as we're careful, remember? And look how carefully we're doing it; we're barely moving."

"I can see that," Susan said, both staring at and touching where her children's bodies joined. "But I'm concerned. I'm sure it feels nice, but how will Tiger cum at such a relaxed pace. Besides, I came in here to tell you both to come downstairs. Amy's cooking, and she wants to know what you two would like."

Katherine asked, "That reminds me. Who's looking after Alison?" In Katherine's dream, she already knew that Alison was the name of her first child with Alan, who was less than a year old.

"Suzanne's still got her," Susan replied. "She's had her all night."

"How's she been feeding?" Katherine wondered. Again, without being told, she already knew that Amy had breast-fed Alison all night, since Amy was lactating after recently having her own child with Alan. As they sometimes did, one mother took care of both babies for a while, so the other could have private time with Alan or get some sleep.

"Wonderfully," Susan replied. "Both babies were perfect little darlings. But let's get back to the problem at hand. Amy doesn't have to start breakfast just yet, but you'll want to eat soon. Remember, Angel, you're eating for two."

Katherine rolled her eyes. "I know, Mom. You tell me that every day."

"Because it's true. And you know how hard it is to get Tiger to cum. Don't you think you should up the ante?" Susan ran a hand up and down Alan's thigh while fondling his balls with her other hand. "Son, don't you think some mommy loving would help?"

Alan answered, "Mom, we're kind of in the middle of something here. Maybe if I pick up the pace..."

But Katherine said, "No, wait. She's right. We don't want you to get too carried away and possibly hurt our baby with your deep thrusting. Why don't we switch to a fun little double blowjob for a while? Then, when you get close, you can get back to fucking me so you can fill me up."

Susan clapped her hands with glee. At the same time, she joked to Katherine, "You know you're already pregnant. You're gonna have to wait for that one to come out before he can knock you up again."

Katherine just giggled in response. She wanted to say something about how good it felt being fucked while pregnant, but she was careful with her words since she knew her mother couldn't have a baby of her own.

So Susan took off her nightie and she and Katherine got busy licking Alan's throbbing boner. In this alternate dream reality, it was clear that mother and daughter had shared this task many, many times, simply because they were so good at coordinating their actions. The two of them lay between Alan's legs, each on their side to provide room for Katherine's big belly. They both just did whatever they felt like doing at the moment, which sometimes meant engulfing his fuckmeat and bobbing on his shaft, but they were also mindful of not being too greedy, so they usually contented themselves with just licking.

Time passed. Susan and Katherine licked and stroked faster and faster. Katherine's advanced pregnancy did nothing to hinder her cocksucking, so she and her mother played Alan's cock like blowjob experts.

Eventually Alan announced, "Daddy's ready to blow!" (In this dream world, he liked to call himself "Daddy," since he was father to Katherine's and Amy's babies. He also liked its other connotations, such as being head of the family.)

"Quick!" Susan cried out. "Tiger, reposition yourself. Shoot some more of your fresh baby batter into your sister-wife!"

Within seconds, Alan was lined up, ready to go.

Susan did the honors, holding (and stroking) his cock while carefully guiding him in. As she did so, she said, "Look at this beautiful scene! Oh, Tiger! I'm so very happy you married your sister, and that you generously made fuck toys out of us all! But be careful and go slow. I'm gonna poke a finger up your ass to make sure you blow, just when you say the word 'Go.'"

Alan's hard-on bottomed out in Katherine's pussy, up against her swollen cervix. He paused for a second to take a breath, then shouted, "GO!"

As planned, Susan thrust her finger up his anus, causing him to shout out with a surge of extreme arousal.

Katherine cried out too, because she could feel her brother's cum erupting in the far depths of her vagina, against her cervix, flooding the pocket of her fornix.

She gripped her mother's hand for support and screamed, "So good! So good! Oh, Brother! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck your fuck toy forever! Oh God, I think I'm gonna die, it feels so GREAT!"

Her powerful orgasm ripped through her like a massive earthquake. But all too soon it faded, to be followed by a series of smaller aftershocks. Throughout it all she held Susan's hand tightly. As she recovered her breath, Susan leaned over her, so that mother and daughter could share a passionate French kiss.

But just as the last echoes of her orgasm faded, Katherine's dream faded away too. She slowly became aware that she was lying alone in her bed. She tried to keep her eyes closed in the hopes that she would be able to go back to sleep and resume her dream, but it was not to be.

However, she wasn't that upset, since the day was full of promise. She sat up, opened her eyes, and looked at the alarm clock by her bed. She reached over and disabled the alarm, since it was a few minutes until her usual time to wake up on a school day anyway.

She just sat there for some long moments, savoring the dream. But then she suddenly raised her arms high in the air and let out a silent scream. AWESOME! YES! What a dream! BEST! DREAM! EVER!

Exulting, she shook her fists and waved her arms around. Woo-hoo! Yee-haw! That's what I'm talking about! Oh boy!

She closed her eyes, relishing the memories of her dream for a little longer. I've had lots of waking fantasies like that, but it's soooo much better in a real dream. So vivid and real! I swear, my pussy feels all wet and stretched out, 'cos it feels like Brother really was fucking me!

She reached down and fingered her pussy lips. The wet part certainly is real enough, hee-hee! God, that was great. I should really write that down in my diary, before I forget the details. And I would totally jill myself to completion right now, except I've got Mr. Brother-Cock right across the hall, and who knows what kind of fun we'll get up to during breakfast? I can't wait!

Her other hand went to her tummy. Awww ... I was so into that that I half expected to really be beachball-size. But I'm not even a little bit pregnant. Oh well. Bro is just gonna have to work on that later today ... WHEN HE FUCKS ME! Woo-hoo! She raised a fist, punching it in the air.

Inspired by that thought, she suddenly bounded out of bed and started to get ready for the day. I think that dream was a sign that today is gonna be a really great day. But then again, when plans involve massive brother fucking after school, how could it not be?! Oh boy, I'm so excited!

By the time she got to the bathroom to brush her teeth and take care of her other morning needs, she'd calmed down a bit. Looking in the mirror, she asked herself, I wonder what he'd think if he knew just how much I'm into having his babies. He'd freak out, I'm sure. And he'd have a good right to. I mean, we're WAY too young. Plus, the whole brother-sister thing. Personally I could care less, especially since genetics aren't a factor, but people would talk. Boy would they ever talk!

But they don't know the DEAL! It's just that I love my brother so much! If I had at least one of his babies, it would bond us together forever and ever!

Her mental picture changed to life after giving birth. She was holding and nursing her first baby. Oh! And lactating! How can I forget about lactating?! Not only will that be great in and of itself, but Brother will be able to suckle me too. And my boobs! Good God, what if they were to get as big as Mom's?! So cool! I want it to be NOW already!

Fleshing out that image in her mind's eye, almost as if it were a real photograph, she noticed a golden wedding ring on her ring finger. She froze, opening her eyes wide. Oh my God! That's right, I forgot: in the dream we were MARRIED! How great is THAT?! And Mom was so cool and understanding. Hell, she even kissed me on the lips! We were, like, fuck-toy sisters, united in sexual devotion to our man. I swear, that really was the best dream ever! I wish I could tell someone, but not even Aims would understand. Thank God I have my diary.

The thing is, that really IS going to be our reality someday! Aunt Suzy is on the case. I don't know what she's doing exactly, but I know it's all good. She's gonna break down Mom's prudish resistance, and then it'll be all gravy from there. SPERM-flavored gravy! Yum!

Brother may not be into becoming a father just yet, but someday - some wonderful, hopefully not-too-distant day - my dream will come true. Haters gotta hate. They wouldn't understand why I love my brother so much, but then again they don't have him for a brother. He's just such a GOOD person! The nicest, most loving guy I've ever known, hands down. I know he'll be the best father in the whole world!

Just then, she heard a knock on the bathroom door. "Hey, Sis. You in there?"

Katherine swung the door open wide. Pulling her brother into the room, as well as into her embrace, she made ready to kiss him. However, he tried to slow her down, saying, "Uh-oh! Morning breath."

"I don't care!" She socked him with a powerful French kiss, which literally left him breathless.

While he recovered, she said joyfully, "That's for you being you, Daddy!" She giggled with pure glee at adding the "daddy" part.

He asked with sincere confusion, "What did I do?"

"What did you do? More like what DIDN'T you do last night."

"Last night?! All I did was sleep."

She winked at him mysteriously. "Shows what you know ... Daddy!" She'd finished her morning rituals already, so she walked past her brother, allowing him to use the bathroom.

He wondered, "There you go again, saying 'Daddy'. What's up with that?"

She stopped in the hall just outside the bathroom and turned around to look at him. "What's up with that? What's up with THAT?! Don't get me started, not unless you want to nail me, right here, right now!"

He nervously looked down the hall towards Susan's bedroom and hissed, "Shhhh! Are you mad?"

She replied, more quietly, "Yes! Mad ... ly in love!" Then she blew him a kiss and went back to her room.

Alan chuckled as he closed the bathroom door behind him. Geez. Sis is weird. Boy, is she in a good mood. She must've had a nice dream or something. Or maybe she's just looking forward to our afternoon plans? I know I am!

Chapter 2

As Alan went through his own morning ritual in the bathroom, he looked ahead to the school week. The tennis team he was on was having a big competition. They were having a round-robin tournament amongst themselves, which meant that every day each player would play three matches. It was less a competition to see who was best, and more a test of dedication and endurance. The matches began at the start of the sixth period and would run at least an hour after school, sometimes more.

And hey, it's time to have some fun! Yesterday was a relaxed day, at least by my recent standards. It's true that there was a lot of sexual excitement, but then I had a nap and a good night's sleep, so now I'm well rested. My dick is in surprisingly good shape too, probably from cumming "only" four times. Now it's time to see what kind of mischief I can get into with Mom and Sis before school starts! He chuckled to himself.

Downstairs, Susan was going through another mood swing. Her near fuck at the party had given her pause, and the way she'd almost ended up fucking Alan the night before when his shaft was sliding against her slit gave her even more pause. She was still in love with sucking his cock, but she feared her lack of self control would lead to real fucking very soon, and that prospect really terrified her.

As usual, she'd gotten up and gone downstairs to the kitchen while her kids were still asleep. She'd dressed in her ordinary clothes, like those she would have worn back in her prudish days. She'd even walked barefoot instead of wearing high heels. This was all part of an effort to get back to being just an ordinary housewife and mother, doing typical homemaking things.

As she prepared breakfast for her children, she thought, I just need to get through the morning without getting carried away. Tomorrow's going to be a Tuesday, and things always get a little wild on Tuesdays. That's all the more reason for me to take a break today. I need to spend the entire day doing and thinking about things that don't involve my son's glorious member. Today has to be a day I simply chill out and calm down. Suzanne can help him with his special needs instead. Heck, even my Angel can do a little bit, if need be. But not me. My day is tomorrow.

Alan came downstairs full of energy, eager to start the day. He frowned to see the way his mother was dressed, but decided not to show it. He went into the kitchen and gave her a good-morning kiss on the cheek, but she seemed strangely stand-offish about it. He didn't let that deter him either.

Katherine was already sitting at one of the stools next to the kitchen counter. She patted the stool next to hers and called Alan over to sit on it. She quietly hissed. "Psst! Bro! Come here!"

He sat down, wondering what all the whispering was about. He asked her in a low voice, "What's up?"

She spoke in a voice just quiet enough so Susan couldn't make out the words. "Bro, I've been thinking. I'm living in fuck-toy paradise, and you are too! You know what I mean?"

"No."

It wasn't surprising that he didn't understand, because she was thinking about her earlier dream and how similar their sexual desires were. She added, "Your dream is my dream. We're living the dream already! Capiche?"

"Um, kinda."

"Here, let me make it clearer for you." She reached over to his crotch and unzipped his zipper. Then she flopped his semi-flaccid penis out and began stroking it. That did the trick; in a matter of seconds it was fully engorged. She was careful to keep her arm movements below the counter's edge, so Susan couldn't see what was she was doing. "Understand now?"

He nodded happily.

They had kept up a lively banter while that was happening, both because it was fun and to help mask the way her hands were stroking him below the counter.

He decided to try to draw Susan into the conversation, hoping to lighten her mood. In particular, he complimented her repeatedly.

They were all so playful that, before long, Susan started to feel a little giddy.

Taking advantage of that, Alan's comments and compliments turned more sexual. He said, "Hey, Sis, are you cold?"

"No. Not even slightly. It's gonna be another beautiful, sunny day here in paradise." She muttered under her breath so only her brother could hear, "Fuck-toy paradise, that is." She giggled.

"Huh. Neither am I," he replied. "And yet Mom looks bundled up like she's about to head out on a polar expedition. Mom, where are your snow boots?"

Susan looked away in embarrassment. "Hey. So I'm feeling a little cold. What's so bad about that?"

"Because I can't enjoy your beautiful body, Mom. How many guys are lucky enough to have a Playboy centerfold for a mother? Not too many. And your boobs! They're not only huge, they're perfect! But under that thick sweater I can't even tell if you HAVE any boobs!"

Katherine realized that getting Susan to loosen up could lead to lots more fun for everyone, so she played along. "Yeah! Mom, you're embarrassing us. Seriously. I thought you'd gotten over your prudish ways. Let's see those famous tits of yours in all their naked glory."

Susan blushed, reflexively crossing her arms over her chest. "Angel, really! You can't say that."

"But I just did. Right, Bro?"

Alan said, "Mom, could you compromise a little? At least take off the sweater. Don't you want my dick to get stiff?"

Susan started to protest, "Son, that's not a proper kind of language-"

But Katherine interrupted. "Mom, oh come ON! We all know how important visual stimulation is for his medical treatment. You can't deny that it would be a big help if his cock would get all thick and long, and hot and throbbing! Then one of us could help him out before school, and he could have a nice cum. Wouldn't that be great, if one of us could help him out?"

She giggled, because even as she was saying that she was rubbing intently over his sweet spot. She was just using a couple of fingers, sliding against it over and over. There wasn't anything special in her motions, and there was next to no variety, but she knew that that one spot contained so many nerve endings that it would be highly effective just the same. In addition, by doing it that way, she was able to keep her arm almost completely still, without telltale motion that could be seen above the counter edge.

Susan grumbled, "Well, I suppose I could take my sweater off..."

Once she had her sweater off, the two kids started encouraging her to do more. She kept most of her clothes on, but she wound up preening and posing, thanks to their continued compliments and cheers.

Before long, she was downright horny.

About five minutes later, when Susan walked over to the dining room table to bring them glasses of orange juice, she noticed something odd. Her two children had just moved from the counter to the table in anticipation of breakfast being served. But they were sitting on the same side of the table instead of on opposite sides as they usually did. What's more, they were on the far side of the table from where the kitchen was, which also wasn't their usual habit.

Susan walked around the table and gasped. Alan's erection was poking out through his fly, while Katherine's fingers were holding it and pumping up and down.

They both calculated that Susan was horny enough that they didn't need to play around in secret. In fact, Katherine continued to lightly stroke up and down Alan's shaft while her mother stared in disbelief.

"Children! What are you doing?!"

Katherine said dismissively, "Mom, it's no big deal. Brother got a little hard, and I'm just helping him out." Seeing that she'd been found out, she decided to go all out. She bent forward, tilted her brother's erection straight up, and began ostentatiously sliding her fingers all the way up and down it, instead of just furtively rubbing his sweet spot like before.

Susan couldn't help but step closer to get a better view, even as she complained, "Well, I'm shocked! And appalled!"

Katherine brought a second hand over to fondle his balls. "Why? You heard me giving him a blowjob yesterday, didn't you? You said it was okay."

"I know, but ... this is different! I will not have this house turn into a den of debauchery, especially right in the middle of breakfast!"

Katherine was still stroking away despite Susan's complaints. More and more pre-cum was slowly oozing out and drooling down his shaft. That was giving her rhythmic rubbing an increasingly wet and squishy sound. She said, "Geez, Mom, it's no biggie. Actually, I take it back. It's a very nice biggie. And a thickie too." She giggled.

Susan was still staring wide-eyed. She felt her pulse increasing and her nipples hardening. I almost wish Ron were still here. Things would have to be normal if he were home. Who's gonna save me from Tiger's delicious manhood if it's just the three of us?

Katherine could tell that Susan's resolve was weakening, so she said, "If it bothers you so much that I'm doing this, you can take over. Do you wanna? We can't just leave him like this; that would be cruel."

"Well, no thank- I mean ... Angel! Don't make me do that! It's not nice. I'm trying to have a calm, collected morning, and then you have to go and do ... that!" She pointed at her son's hard-on, with Katherine's hand still sliding around it. "It would mean a lot to me if you would take your hands off him and go sit in your usual chair."

Katherine complained, "But Mom, check it out. Look at how long and thick his hard-on is. And stiff! Don't you think when it gets this stiff, it just NEEDS some soft, feminine hands to keep it tingling with arousal?"

"Well..." Susan didn't know what to say, since she agreed but didn't want to admit it.

Katherine pressed her point, "Hey Mom, check out his balls! Aren't they extra large and extra heavy? Just look at all the sweet, sweet sperm in there." She lifted his balls from below, lifting and lowering them a bit. "So much spermy cream, dying to get out? Certainly we can't send him off to school in this condition?"

Susan licked her lips. But then she decided to stand firm. "I'm sorry. I really must insist."

Katherine whined, "But MooooOOOOoooom!" Giving in to Susan's stern look, she finally took her hands off his privates and changed chairs.

Alan finally spoke. "Mom, that's totally mean! What am I supposed to do, after I'm all excited like this? My dick isn't just going to go down." He looked at his crotch. His dick was still as stiff as ever, angling upward at a forty-five degree angle.

Susan folded her arms under her big breasts and tried to look and act firm. "Well, I'm sorry, but that's how it is!" She was determined not to look at his exposed erection, but just knowing it was there was exciting her even more.

"That's how it is?!" he griped. "Talk about double standards. There's no rule against helping out, but there's specifically a rule about you dressing sexy, and look what you're wearing."

"No there isn't," Susan said triumphantly. "I'll admit that there's a rule saying you can tell me what to wear, but you haven't done that." She frowned, realizing she'd just set herself up.

"Okay, I'm telling you right now to dress in something sexy." He pretended to be thinking about his options before getting an idea. "Oh, I know. The shiny red outfit that makes your boobs all extra bouncy."

Susan reflexively crossed her arms over her chest and covered her boobs with both hands, even though she wasn't topless. "Oh no! Not that one!"

She looked down and confirmed that Alan's erection was still sticking straight out through his fly, and was just as hard as ever.

Katherine had changed chairs to be opposite Alan, slouching down in hers while the other two were talking until one of her feet could reach his erection. Then she began sliding her foot all over it. She said, "Hey Bro! Look what I'm doing! Mom said no hands, but she didn't say anything about feet. How does this feel?"

He looked down and saw her second foot arrive.

Susan saw all that too. She clutched her arms to her chest even tighter than before, as if that could somehow stop her erect nipples from throbbing in time to the beat of her heart.

Soon both of Katherine's bare feet were rubbing up and down the sides of Alan's erection where it protruded from his fly. She didn't have the same control or pressure she could have had with hands, but there was a kind of charm nevertheless.

"It looks pretty weird," he admitted. "But it feels great. Mom, is this okay?"

Susan had to fight to control her breathing as she replied, "Well, no, not really. But I suppose I'll allow it if you don't make me wear that red outfit. Anything but that! Besides, it's Suzanne's and I think it's back at her house."

"Okay then, deal. But only if you wear one of your new see-through nighties instead."

"See-through nightie?! But that's even worse!" Her eyes were still glued to his crotch, which she watched in fascination as her daughter's feet rose and fell around his cock. At one point, Katherine tried to catch his boner in the gap between her big toe and her other toes, but there was no way it would fit.

Susan thought, That's such an inefficient method. My hands would be so much better. How does she expect to drain his heavy cum-filled balls like that? It's just not right! Tiger needs prolonged, intense stimulation. He needs my hands to slip and slide all over him, and rub his sweet spot hard and fast! ... Or my mouth ... Yes, I'm thinking my mouth would be good ... Better! Much, much better! Tiger needs me!