Chapter 8

“So, how is breakfast, hon?” Mom asked me as I dug into the buttery pancakes, syrup, sausage links, eggs, and grits.

“Delicious, of course! As always, Mom, you know how to cook!” I told Mom as she pulled me in closer for a tongue kiss.

“I love how your mouth tastes with syrup, pancakes, and butter in it! See why I made such a sweet breakfast? I have a sweet tooth and I don’t mind pleasing both that and my desire for your affection,” Mom encouraged me as I began kissing her face in earnest, even kissing her breasts a little.

“I’d like to see how your tits taste with some syrup on them, wouldn’t you, Mom?” I teased Mom as I poured some syrup and butter on her breasts and licked them off her.

I then inspected the ladies and ensured that they were, in fact, nice and prepared, just in case. I refused to tolerate any kind of slipshod hygiene, of course. Their buttholes, for instance, were nice and squeaky clean, naturally, just as they should be. They were all shaved, waxed, and otherwise very well-groomed. That was a good thing, because it allowed me to reward them as they might wish to be rewarded instead of punishing them.

“You have a very sweet bosom, no doubt of that, ma’am ... Mrs ... Morrell?” Lauren spoke a little out of turn, but not too badly.

After all, she had praised Mom’s breasts, which was a very nice thing to do. Judging from the way that she stared at them, Lauren craved a chance to suck those beauties, too, or at least the nipples. She blushed a little when I caught her and I decided that it was time for an object lesson. I rose from the table, pulled Lauren to her feet, and pressed her head against Mom’s cleavage for the fun of it. Mom had dropped the apron by now and her breasts were free to be sucked by Lauren.

That was when I parted Lauren’s cheeks and stuck a gooey sausage link right up her tush. I pulled Heather down and placed her face right at the link, covered in syrup that slid off the pancakes as it was. I stroked Heather’s locks, blue as they were, even as Lauren’s were a very dark red that couldn’t possibly be natural. I then sprayed whipped cream all over Mom’s tits and made Lauren lick it off her flesh. Mom shivered from the way that the tongue explored her skin.

“Good girl, Lauren. Now, you, Heather, eat that sausage from Lauren’s butthole. I’m not kidding or playing around here. Eat it! Taste it! I bet it’s a very sweet ass, even if it’s attached to such a mean and vicious bully! Much like you!” I pushed Heather’s face deeper into Lauren’s butt-crack to ensure that she bit into the link.

Heather began actively eating the sausage and tried to put out of her mind the fact that it was lodged in another girl’s anus. Well, it was her best friend’s bunghole, anyway, and it was clean as a whistle, right? Besides, the link tasted rather sweet, if sticky from the syrup and the fact that it was already given a maple flavor. Before too long, Heather had Lauren’s cheeks spread as wide apart as she could manage while she finished eating the link from her puckered ring. Then I pulled both of my former bullies closer to me to make out with me, followed by doing so with Mom. Of course, I then made out with her myself.

“How was that, Mom?” I teased her now as I made Heather and Lauren resume their seats.

“Having a girl closer to your age than mine lick whipped cream off my tits, if that’s what you meant, was a rather scintillating experience. I also enjoyed making out with them as well as me. Oh, and Lauren, judging by what I tasted on Heather’s tongue, your ass is pretty damn sweet! I really hope that there are a lot of rimjobs in all of our futures! I love them! Giving and taking!” Mom declared while I put her on my lap and we fed each other off the same plate.

The way that Mom pressed her bottom against my dick as she sat didn’t help me control my lusts, of course. It was a beautiful thing, the sight of a lovely woman like Mom on my lap where she belonged, my hands caressing her buns and breasts between bites of breakfast and sips of the orange juice that I chose for the beverage that morning. She kissed me repeatedly as she ate, too, clearly thrilled with the way that I pampered her that morning.

“I can’t wait to have your baby, Jack! I want it so bad, honey! So bad! Trust me on that!” Mom told me as we made out and finished our meal.

I also noticed the way that Lauren and Heather toyed with each other, even as Lisa, Jessica, Melissa, Sabrina, Carly, Wendy, and Mary also had fun together in various small ways. I beamed at that, pleased to see the girls all get along as well as they could. They all made sure to flash me at every chance, too, to remind me of their charms, as if I could forget. Even my former bullies were drop-dead gorgeous, skanky or not.

I then put Mom over my knee to spank her, five swats only, followed by the others, but I gave them ten swats instead. Why? Because they had all forgotten the morning ritual of kissing Mom all over and myself as well. Not to mention that they had forgotten to bend over for their daily spankings. Mom only got five swats, though, because she had cooked such an excellent breakfast and had gone out of her way to please me otherwise.

“You girls forgot Rule Five or perhaps hoped that I would forget it instead. Well, I didn’t. I wasn’t joking about Rule Five. Tomorrow, we’ll start fresh, but for now, you must kiss me and Mom in the spots that I stipulated yesterday. I mean it, girls. I want you to do this and you will. Capice?” I now directed my harem and added, “oh, and you all get to suck Mom’s tits ... except Lauren, who already did. She gets credit for that. I love you girls and I don’t want to discipline you, at least not all of the time, but you must learn to follow the rules. Now, pucker up.”

The look on my face made it abundantly clear that I wasn’t fooling around. I meant business, and now all of my ladies would know that I did. I also made out with Mom as the others kissed and even licked said body parts, clearly eager to please me. When Melissa, for her part, kissed and licked Mom’s asshole, she surprised us all by sticking her tongue all the way up her sphincter. Then she kissed Mom and me all over again on the lips. When she did the same to me, the message was loud and clear. She wasn’t kidding around, either. She wanted to please me.