18. Sunday

Sunday picked up mostly where Saturday had left off. Absolute debauchery was the only order of the day. That didn’t mean there were no organised activities though. Lisa got strict and detailed lessons from Aunt M. on controlling her vomit reflex and her bladder. She succeeded in mixing and balancing breakfasts with Marissa without spilling a drop.

“You can be as messy as you want to be of course but you should only be as messy as you want to be. That can only be if you have a choice to be completely clean. Once you have that choice then everyone who sees you painted with vomit will know by instinct that you want it so. That will help them to find it sexy, as you do, instead of just disgusting.”

That was a wow moment for Lisa. You could influence how sexy someone thought the evidence of your passion was, by how much control you had over it. It was so inside out she couldn’t imagine how anyone could discover that but it was also so obviously true. Her respect and love for Marissa grew. Jack too it seemed was as keen to make love to his sisterly older aunt as his dirty hot mother. To make love to her and to learn from her. She explained it to him,

“You and I have always made love yes. Except now you can use your penis, your fifth limb, to do it better and you can touch me completely. You aren’t holding back anymore.”

“And you’re using your pussy.”

“My whole body has always been open to you. I have never refused you. You peed and vomited on me when you were just a baby and I loved it, because I loved you, even then.”

“I guess I’ve just never asked.”

“That’s why I’ve never had to refuse you and that is how it should be.”

“It’s kind of weird to think that I had so many chances to do so many things. To touch you, to taste you.”

Jack dipped his fingers into Marissa’s wet pussy, where Lisa’s mouth was working, and brought them to his mouth without breaking eye contact with his aunt.

“Should I regret not taking them?”

“No. They were chances for your pleasure but not really our pleasure. If anyone should regret them it would be me and I don’t. If I had to refuse you that would have hurt both of us. If I chose not to, that would have caused other problems that would make me unhappy.”

“Like strain with my Mum?”

“Yes.”

“I know how close you and Mum are. I wouldn’t have wanted that if I knew, even then.”

“Something in you knew or understood enough and kept you from asking.”

“I’m glad it did and now we can be adult lovers.”

“Yes. Now gently slide your cock back inside me and then Lisa will ease off the pressure on it, till you can pee again.”

This was an advanced technique that Marissa had worked on with Uncle Billy years ago. Matt was too large to do it and Daddy Dan could only do it with Molly sometimes. A slow messy piss fuck that led to a kind of frozen orgasmic state for the man that could hold for maybe minutes. At least many times longer than a normal O. It took them nearly half an hour but eventually the pressure was perfectly balanced with Jack over half way into Marissa’s piss filled pussy and everything sealed as he reached the point of opening up for ejaculation. Marissa controlled her breathing and her pelvic muscles so well it was incredible. Lisa was able to stand up, her smiling face shiny with their juices and see Jack frozen in that blissful moment, fucking his aunt on the wet room floor. Lisa put two wet fingers inside herself and humped them. Not because she needed sex, she would fuck every cock in the house today but to celebrate, in an appropriate way, how spectacularly hot this was. She watched Jack cum in 10x slow motion and collapse into his Aunt’s loving embrace, before she returned her mouth to where their mixed fuck fluids were pouring out of them.