Chapter 4

“So, you really don’t sleep alone, do you, Melissa?” I teased my big sister as I woke up the next morning.

“Hell to the no, bro! Hell to the no!” Melissa exclaimed as she snuggled closer with me, clearly loath to let go of my torso.

“Well, now you don’t have to, sis. One way or the other, you’ll get to share a bed with someone every fucking night. I’ll make damn sure of that. It’s the only way that we can make this all work, babe,” I reassured my sister, who clearly had some issues that required another body next to her at night.

“Thank you, bro! That means a lot to me!” Melissa told me with several kisses planted on my face and chest.

“Is that a fact?” I taunted her a little, causing her to pout adorably before lowering her head to take my cock down her throat.

The blowjob that followed would put some porn flicks to shame, given the enthusiasm with which my elder sister sucked my dick while holding onto my hips. Several times, I damn near came down her gullet before she backed off to prolong the action. Such teasing and edging would usually annoy the holy fuck out of me, but I could see the wheels turning in my sister’s brain. She wanted to draw out the experience of fellatio for me, to let both of us, in fact, milk it for the most we could extract from it.

Finally, however, Mom walked in on us and winked as she told us, “Kids, I know that you’re both hot and bothered, but so is breakfast, and as yummy as Jack’s spunk is, I don’t think that it quite counts as a meal. Also, I know that you’re my Master now, Jack, but I’m still your mother and I have a duty to keep you properly fed, if for no other reason than so you can live long enough to fuck us all into next year.”

“Old habits die hard, anyway, don’t they, Mom?” I chuckled as I expelled my seed into Melissa’s waiting throat.

“Something like that, hon,” Mom laughed softly in accord as Melissa wiped her mouth clean with the napkin that she gave her.

“You two cooked this up, didn’t you?” I confronted my mother and sister.

“Maybe, but speaking of cooking, don’t you want some eggs, grits, and French toast?” Mom knew how to punch my ticket.

Apparently, once my sex drive was sated, my hunger kicked into overdrive. My very naked big sister and equally nude mother swayed their lovely hips and butts as they led the way down to the kitchen and dining room. There, of course, awaited my very gorgeous and also quite au naturel other sisters, from Jessica to Lisa to Wendy to Mary to Sabrina to Carly. Some were flesh and blood, kith and kin, some were step, but all were family to me. I never distinguished between those who shared biology with me and who didn’t, even before the incest started among us. We had shared a home for far too long not to see each other that way.

“I’m so fucking glad that we don’t have to wear clothes again! All we have to do is serve and obey our Master, our sweet brother Jack. Thank you for banning clothes from this house, bro!” Jessica told me with a searing hot kiss that left no doubt of her affections.

“Hey, that was just me being selfish. I like seeing your naked flesh, simple as that, and I love having easy access to each of your private parts and other sinful delights. I’ll especially cop to being an ass man. The female bottom is, in my humble opinion, the most beautiful sight in the world,” I confessed with a wink and grin at my ladies.

“Or put more succinctly, he digs da booty!” Lisa snickered as she paraded her own glorious tush for my viewing pleasure.

“Well, honey, it’s all yours, since Alfie moved in with Lauren’s mother. Speaking of which, since they had all night to box and trash everything at their places, your two former school bullies are due here by ten am, I believe. They slept over at Heather’s, mostly to give Alfie space to ravish their moms. Well, Jenny, Debbie, Mandy, and Kennan.

“From what I could tell, my son, they are fucking eager to sign away their freedom to a former victim. So, either they have some bad intentions ... or they are desperate to make amends and satisfy your ... demands,” Mom reassured me while leaning in for an especially scorching lip lock.

“And if they’re late, you’ll have an excuse to spank their naughty bums, won’t you, bro?” Wendy teased me as she fed me by hand.

What the hell was that about, I wondered.

“Don’t look so shocked, babe. You’re our lord and master, my son. My prince is now our king,” Mom encouraged me as she planted her naked derriere on my lap to excite me.

Hey, Mom wasn’t always right, after all, she married a Jesus Freak. But when she was, she was. And damn, it was good to be king!