Chapter 6: Comparative Mammarization

First thing in the morning, my eyes stayed closed. Evidently, I was the last to wake; in my ears were wet little sounds from my bedmates. I couldn’t help but smile once I opened my eyes and saw the source of the sounds.

Arlene was on her back, legs apart, with Kara’s nose in her pussy and her tongue lapping at her daughter. I realized many of their mornings must begin with an intimate “69” session, like this one. With Arlene’s extra weight, I figured Kara would usually be on top.

They were obviously enjoying themselves. I wanted to join in, except for my urgent need to pee.

“Morning, ladies. I’ll be right back.”

“Aw.”

“Kara, he needs to pee.” Arlene’s voice was slightly muffled by her daughter’s muff.

“Oh, yeah, his morning wood. Hurry back, sweetie.”

I struggled, forcing out my urine with difficulty. I washed my dick and hands with some warm water and returned to the scene.

“Connor, I want you to kneel next to my head and put your cock into Kara’s pussy.”

“You want to watch us fuck? With your face just inches away?”

“Exactly!”

“Kara, your mother is kinky.”

“Shut up and fuck me. Get in there!”

I was in a sexual twilight zone. I slid in slowly, cautious about banging my balls against Arlene’s forehead. I tried to imagine what she was seeing; even porn wouldn’t show a view like hers. Saturated with Kara’s natural fluids along with her mother’s spit, my way in was super-slippery.

I heard Kara cry out and felt her body stiffen, along with pulses in her muscles around my cock. More wet noises suggested Arlene was taking moisture from our union. Her big body underneath us began squirming, and I heard her “coming” groan—a sound already familiar to me since I’d been with them.

“Should I stop?”

“NO!” they both cried out, in unison. I returned to thrusting, with even more wet noises from Kara’s luscious pussy.

Soon after, I realized my end was near.

“Kara! Almost there!”

Abruptly, she lurched forward, and my cock was expelled from paradise, but Arlene captured me instantly into her mouth. Whatever my body made overnight went into her mouth, then Kara scrambled around, and her mother shared and slurped with her.

Sprawled around in Arlene’s big bed, we eventually looked at each other and broke out into giggles.

“Mom, where did you come up with that idea?”

“I have no idea. But his great cock is worth seeing close up like that.”

“We have to do that again, with him fucking you!”

“Kara, honey, I’m too fat to be on top of you.”

I interrupted her. “Arlene, I wish you would stop with that ‘fat’ shit. Don’t my erections and my hands all over your body tell you something? You turn me on; it should be obvious. You and your daughter are hot together. Can I tell you a secret?”

“Sure.”

“My mother is not thin, either. Didn’t you two make love? You remember my mom’s body, don’t you? You asked if she and I have sex like you and Kara do.”

“What are you getting at?”

“Look, there are reasons I’ve never put my cock inside my mom. It’s not that I don’t want to. Still, Mom can make me hard with a look or a touch. Before Kara, she was my sexual inspiration. Now I have you both to inspire me. Kara’s at her physical peak and slim; you’re older and thicker. Both of you turn me on, don’t you see that?

“Arlene, your body doesn’t have to be perfect. It just has to be yours. If someone cares about you, they will enjoy all of you: your tits, your ass, your pussy, your face, and your lips because they are yours.”

“Kara, I asked you where you found this guy. I think you lied. Connor doesn’t come from high school; he comes from romance novels. You’ve got to keep him!”

“I will, Mom. But you guys need to lighten up. Sweetie, come to the kitchen with me, and I’ll teach you how to make my special French toast. Mom, my boyfriend won’t remind you of a literary hero when you see him stuffing his face and talking with his mouth full.”

I protested: “I don’t do that!”

“I’m teasing you, idiot. C’mon, I’m hungry. Mom, take a shower. You smell like my pussy.”

“What’s wrong with that?” I asked.

Sitting back in our chairs after putting away that big breakfast, Kara decided she had a few things to say.

“I think we all just had an incredible sexual experience, but I’m bothered. Connor, your parents are great, but I don’t want to get in bed with them. As you mentioned, your mom and my mom had sex. They might have more of it; Doris is hot. I don’t want to touch your brother, though, even though he’s cute and I like to tease him. I’m sure all of us can imagine erotic scenes and combinations including the two of us with the four of you.

“These should stay fantasies, at least while you and I are enjoying the early days of our relationship. I don’t want to fuck us up by adding people, except for the special case of my mom. We’re nowhere close to opening up our lives and our loves with complex sexual combinations.

“Mom, Connor and I have just started out together. I know we had giant fun last night and this morning, but I think we need to cool it with the threesomes. I’m selfish. I want him all to myself.”

I looked at Arlene. “I know I’m supposed to be led around by my cock, putting it everywhere I can. But Kara is making a lot of sense. I don’t want to routinely share her. Remember her moment of jealousy? With Kara in bed with my parents or Ken, I would be jealous too. I’m just grateful that my family has been so warm and welcoming. We can put off the shared family orgies until Kara and I have been together long term.”

Arlene’s face showed her sadness and regret.

“You both are right. I got carried away, and I was thinking of myself more than my daughter. Kara, I’m so sorry. We have to file away the past 18 hours as a precious memory. I’ll get another bed so you two can be alone together when you’re here.”