Chapter 31

“You’re going to love the rooms I got us,” I told Lauren as she marvelled at the fact we had a private elevator.

“This is crazy,” she said quietly as we sped upwards.

“Seems like a day for crazy things, doesn’t it?” I asked.

“That’s an understatement.”

As the elevator ascended, I wondered about Maria, Lauren’s roommate. How would she and Lauren adjust to their sudden separation? Both Lauren’s and Maria’s bubbles had said they were single, so I guess theirs was a relationship of convenience, just something casual?

As our lift approached our floor, I put those questions to the back of my mind, leaving them for another day. The elevator doors opened and we stepped out into the vestibule between the two suites.

“Ready?” I asked, as we stood before the door to the main suite.

She lightly bit her lip and nodded. The change from punching me to fucking me on the ride over here had been a pretty drastic shift. But we did manage to get a good bit of talking done, so I hoped that she would continue to cope with the changes in our lives.

“Okay then,” I pushed open the doors and we stepped inside.

The first thing we saw was our mother, dressed in a purple baby-doll negligee, and bent over the kitchen counter. Behind her was Laura, wearing a black, cupless bustier, and ramming into our Mom’s ass with a cream-coloured strap-on.

My mother looked up, her hair dishevelled and eyes unfocused. When she saw us standing in the doorway, her eyes widened in shock.

“Lauren?!” she gasped as she orgasmed.

Talk about being thrown in the deep end. It’s not every day you see your mother cumming her brains out while getting railed in the ass by her new, much younger girlfriend.

“Uh, hi Mom,” Lauren replied with a slightly nervous giggle.

“What- hmmmph ... what are you- why aren’t you- ugh, - ohhhh,” my mother stammered incomprehensibly, her mutterings turning into a groan as Laura pulled the long strap-on from within her.

At about eight inches long, it was nearly the same length as my dick, and almost as thick. Laura gripped it around the base as she pulled out, her hand struggling to wrap around her thick toy. It looked like Laura had a bit of a thing for anal, and my mother probably had something to do with that...

‘Note to self: next time I fuck Laura’s ass, I should see how much she can stretch... ‘ I mused to myself.

My mother stood up on unstable legs, and pulled a silk robe over her shoulders, loosely knotting it and brushing a few errant hairs from her face. Based on what I was seeing in her mind, she was trying, futilely, to maintain some shred of modesty in front of her oldest daughter. Not because she was ashamed of herself, her body, or our new life, but because she still wasn’t sure whether or not Lauren was up to speed on the whole ‘sex genie’ thing.

Lauren’s earlier barrage of questions and insistence of a demonstration made me realise something. Neither my mother, Laura, nor the Twins had flooded me with questions or asked for proof, and Lauren’s quick turnaround to accepting her new reality had been almost too easy. My theory that there was something other than my intended commands that made the acceptance of the new truth easier.

“Um, Thor. Is she...” my mom said, tilting her head with a questioning look on her flushed face.

My sister caught onto what my mother was getting at, and answered for herself.

“Thor’s told me all about our new ... situation,” Lauren said before quickly crossing the room. She pulled our mother into a tight hug before kissing our still slightly shocked mother on the lips. It wasn’t a big kiss, or a long one, or a passionate one, but it was more than a quick peck.

Having inherited Dad’s shorter stature rather than Mom’s tall, Nordic build, Lauren had to push up onto her tiptoes and pull our mother’s head forward slightly to properly press their lips together. The kiss only lasted for a second or two, but it was longer than anyone had expected, even with me knowing Lauren was as much of an incest-fiend as I was.

Laura, who had removed the strap-on by now, stepped up to my mother’s side as their kiss ended. Before my mother had a chance to ask any questions, my sister turned to Laura.

“You must be Laura. It’s so nice to meet you!” she said before repeating the kiss, this time with Laura, and with a lot more tongue, I noted.

Mom’s young lover returned the kiss with equal passion, pressing her body into Lauren’s, their breasts squishing together in fun and exciting ways. Laura was being particularly bold today, I noted. Usually my mother took on the more dominant role in their relationship, but today Laura had been wearing the metaphorical trousers, or strap-on in this case. Then again, my mother loved being fucked just as much as being the one doing the fucking, and it would not have surprised me if she commanded Laura to take a more dominant role now and again. I could easily find out by reading their minds, but I didn’t feel the need to invade their privacy like that for something so trivial. If I wanted to know, I could just ask them.

The kiss between Lauren and Laura was a bit odd too. Not because it was my older sister kissing a half-naked stranger, who had just given her mother an orgasm. But because despite the pair of them being on opposite ends of the Dom/Sum spectrum, they appeared to be equals in this moment, which I hadn’t expected. Laura was usually more subdued, ceding control to her partner control to her partner. I guess she was expanding her horizons a bit.

“I’m so glad that my Mom met you,” Lauren said with a reassuring smile as the kiss ended.

“Well, I’m happy to see you dear, but what are you doing here?” my mother asked, turning the situation back to something bearing some semblance of normality.

“A space opened up in the transfer program,” my sister said excitedly.

“And you got in,” my mother finished, obviously having some prior knowledge with regards to what my sister was talking about. Clearly, they had discussed it between themselves already, but today was the first time I had heard mention of it.

“Yeah, I wanted to surprise you, but when I got back nobody was home. Then Thor walked in and, well, I was the one who ended up being surprised.”

“We should talk about that later.” Mom said.

“Thor, you’re back!” Emily said, joining us in the kitchen.

Her hair was still slightly damp from her shower, she had changed and showered after work and was now wearing just an oversized t-shirt, with nothing underneath.

“Who’s the new hottie? She looks like fun,” She asked, making an obvious show of checking out my sister.

“This is my older sister, Lauren.” “Wait, the sister that left for school, and wasn’t supposed to be back until the summer?” she questioned, her eyes still drinking in Lauren’s form.

“Yup, that’s me.” Lauren chimed in, smiling at the busty, rainbow-haired young woman with equal interest.

Seeing their mutual interest in each other boded well for my plans to see if Lauren could be a good match for the punky submissive.

“Since you’re here, you can help her move in,” I said, with a voice that made it clear that this was an order.

“You’ll be a good girl and help my big sister with whatever she wants, won’t you Emily?” I continued, winking at Lauren as I did.

“Yes master. It’ll be my pleasure,” she replied excitedly before moving to Lauren’s side.

“Hi, I’m Emily. I’ve heard a lot about you from your family, and it’s so nice to actually meet you” she greeted my sister.

“So you’re Emily,” she replied. “My little brother talked a bit about you earlier. Said you were a naughty little slut” she added with a small, sadistic grin, causing Emily to shiver slightly.

“Help her with her bags and show her to a room.” I ordered.

“Lead on slave,” my sister told the barely dressed submissive, punctuating her demand with a cheeky swat to Emily’s ass. There was an excited spring in Emily’s step as she led Lauren towards the bedrooms.

My mother raised an eyebrow at the show, but didn’t comment.

“You’re not the only Dom in the family. Lauren inherited more from you than just your big tits,” I explained before giving both my mother and Laura a proper kiss hello, enjoying the feel of their soft breasts as they pressed against me.

“So where is everyone else?” I asked, taking the opportunity to slip a hand inside my mother’s gown and give one of her large breasts a squeeze. I then collected the drop of milk that beaded on her nipple, and licked up the sweet milk from the tip of my finger.

“Now don’t you start with that, you’ll spoil your dinner,” she said, playfully swatting me in mock admonition. I just smiled back at her as I headed towards the kitchen, passing the counter my mother had been bent over only minutes ago. I took a seat at the breakfast bar, and my mother and Laura sat down opposite me.

“Well the twins took Ruby down to the pool a while ago, but they should be getting back soon.”

“And you took advantage of Ruby’s absence?” I asked with a wry grin, obviously already knowing the answer. My mother’s lips developed a slight curl, and she gave me a small shrug.

“Lacey and Pip are trying out the spa. Did you know that they have a masseuse on staff here? I might just have to go check it out myself tomorrow. If we are going to be living in this place for the next little while, we may as well make the most of it,” she reasoned.

“Oh! That reminds me, I called Cathy, my estate agent friend, and asked her to meet us in the restaurant downstairs for some afternoon tea. We can enlist her help to review some housing possibilities, as well as listing our place as soon as possible.”

“I thought you said she was coming on Wednesday?” I replied.

“She was, but she had a cancellation tomorrow so asked if I wanted to meet a day earlier,”

“Her name rings a bell. Have I met her before?” I asked trying to attach a face to the name.

“I don’t think so. I don’t see her as much as I used to...” my mother said.

“Oh, by the way, Miss Sif says ‘hello’ and seemed a little bummed that you didn’t see her over Christmas.”

“And whose fault is that exactly? I seem to recall everything being normal until someone brought home a magical Sex Genie for Christmas,” my mother said with a smirk.

“I told her that we had all been busy. Family bonding, ya’know...” I said, trying to act nonchalant. My mother saw right through me.

“You had sex with her, didn’t you,” my mother said, stating it as a fact rather than a question.

“Maybe,” I said which a smirk.

“And,” my mother pushed.

“And what?” I asked.

For someone who can read every thought and desire, it sometimes takes me a moment to catch on.

“How was she?” My mother asked with a surprising amount of enthusiasm.

“Oh. Well she was pretty good. Couldn’t deepthroat me, but she squirted like a fire hose. Her pussy was tight, and her ass was spectacular. It definitely helps makes up for anything she lacks in the breast department.”

Was I really having a conversation with my mom about how good of a fuck my teacher, who was her best friend, was? What even is my life now?

“Did you know she’s bi, and in an open relationship?” I asked.

“Of course, with the guidance counsellor at your school.”

“Wait, you knew?!” I exclaimed.

How did I never catch even a whisper about this? With the amount of time she had spent around my home on weekends over the past few years, I should have caught on to something like that...

“Well I bet you didn’t know that she saw me jacking off last year, and has wanted my dick ever since!” I shot back, still somewhat miffed that my mother had known and I hadn’t.

“Well I can’t really blame her for that. You do have a rather magnificent tool.”

By this point, my mother was starting to get aroused and whispered something into Laura’s ear, who gave me a saucy little smile before slipping beneath the table, and crawling to between my legs. I smiled down at her as she undid my belt, and worked my trousers down to my knees. My rapidly hardening cock sprung free from its confines, slapping Laura’s face as it sprung free. She wrapped a hand around the base of the shaft before her, or at least she tried to. There was a gap of almost two inches between her thumb and the tips fingers, my meaty girth too much for her hands alone to handle. She pressed her soft lips lightly against the tip of my cock while looking up and locking eyes with me from under the table. Her eyes shone with lust, and twinkled with excitement.

Her eyelids dropped as she placed her free hand on my thigh and started to suck my cock. She moved slowly, increasing the depth she went down my shaft with each bob of her head. Every few bobs of her head she would languorously run her tongue along the bottom of my cock, down to my balls. She carefully sucked each one into her mouth, briefly slathering all over each one before licking back up the tip and resuming sucking.

I forgot about our conversation for a moment, as my mother’s submissive brunette lover worshiped my cock with her hot little mouth. She had come a long way under my mother’s tutelage, and not just with her oral skills.

“You don’t need to tell me how fantastic her ass is; I see enough of it at the gym. She has a habit of wearing just about the tightest shorts you can imagine. Then again, that does seem to be the ‘in’ thing with younger women these days...” My mother said with a slightly wistful look on her face.

Watching the memories of Miss Sif’s ass as she recalled them, I had to agree with her, my cock lurching deeper into Laura’s mouth. I groaned while Laura sucked particularly hard as her lips slid halfway down my cock, and her hand fondled my balls.

“What about her pussy, what does she taste like?” she asked, one of her hands mysteriously vanishing out of sight as she did so.

I took a moment to just enjoy Laura’s mouth around my cock before answering.

“Amara would be the better one to ask. She spent a fair bit of time between her legs an- Unnngh!” I groaned suddenly as the head of my cock slid into Laura’s throat. Her throat was hot and wet around the sensitive head of my cock, stretching tightly around my thick meat.

One of the physical modifications I had given all the girls of my harem was the ability to deepthroat me, and still be able to breathe. This way, they could swallow my cock deep into their throat and leave it there for an extended period of time. I took advantage of it by holding her head against me, with my cock fully embedded in the wonderfully tight sheath of her throat.

Laura was moaning, causing her throat to vibrate around my cock. Things kicked up a notch when she swallowed, her throat clenching and rippling along the length of my dick. At the same time, she twisted her head side to side, while sucking hard as if trying to drink my cum straight from my balls using my dick as a straw.

If that’s what she was going for, it wouldn’t be long before she succeeded. I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm starting to build, one that would flood Laura’s stomach with my thick, creamy jizz.

My mom gracefully slid from her own seat and came to stand behind me, her voluptuous body pressing tightly against my back. She began softly kissing the side of my neck, as her left hand slid down my body to gently cup my balls while her right rested on my shoulder. I let my head fall back slightly, using her breasts as a pair of perfect pillows.

“Does my little pet’s mouth feel good on your big, thick cock,” my mother said, her voice heavy with lust.

“Do you like feeling her throat stretching around your cock, her tongue sliding over your shaft, her soft lips stretched tight around you as she sucks your big dick?” I loved it when my mom talked dirty like this.

Her accent, which was normally almost nonexistent after living in the UK for over two decades, would creep back into her voice, adding a sexy tone to her speech. It sounded so incredibly sexy, especially coming from my mother. I tilted my head to the side, nudged the silk of her robe aside, and sealed my lips around my mother’s nipple, drinking greedily from her breast.

“She wants your cum, baby. She’s begging you for it. She’s on her hand and knees working for it.”

Laura started to add a back and forth bobbing motion to her oral attentions when I released my grip on her head. I could feel my cock sliding up and down within her throat. Her stokes gradually lengthened until she was fucking her own throat with my cock. She would pull back, twisting her head and swirling her tongue along my cock until just the head remained in the warm embrace of her mouth. Then, she would press forward, my full length sliding smoothly down her throat until she bumped against my stomach, her muffled moans vibrating against my cock.

“She’s such a little cum slut, swallowing your entire cock like that. Give it to her Thor, pump her full of your thick jizz. Pump our little whore full of cum,” my mother urged, as she grabbed a fistful Laura’s thick, curly hair and held her tight against me.

It was all too much. I let out a wordless shout, moaning into mom’s pillowy tits as my cock surged, swelling inside of Laura’s already overworked throat. My balls tightened, seized, and spasmed. I erupted, thick, monstrously large blasts of cum firing straight down Laura’s throat, relentlessly, one after the other.

My mother continued her hold her girlfriend’s head, keeping her impaled on my cock as I unloaded a monumental amount of jizz into her. After what felt like an age, my balls tightened a final time, and one last stream of cum flew down Laura’s throat to top off what had to have been at least a pint of my seed in her stomach. How my body stored such insane quantities of cum, I had no idea. I mean, magic, obviously, but still...

I released the nipple in my mouth and relaxed back against my chair, as my mother finally released her grip on her lover’s head. Laura slowly drew back, tenderly cleaning my softening cock as she went. With a small kiss to the tip of my cock after it left her mouth, she helped me pull my trousers and underwear back up.

She stood up at this point, and shared a kiss with my mother, giving her a taste of her son’s seed. I rested my head on the soft pillows that were my mom’s boobs, enjoying the afterglow of an incredible blowjob, and the boost of energy that came from my mother’s breast milk.

After a few moments, I sensed that the twins and Ruby were about to return to our suite, and I reluctantly broke us apart.

“Elsa and Elsie are coming back. You two should go get yourselves cleaned up before they get back with Ruby” I said to them. With a quick kiss of my own, and a playful slap of her firm butt, I sent her and her younger lover off to the shower. With the pair of them gone, I took a moment to wash their strapon and put it away in the bedroom.

Just as I made it back from the bedroom, I heard the quiet chime of the elevator, and, seconds later, the twins burst through the door with Ruby in tow.

Both of my younger sisters were wrapped in big, fluffy towels that covered the short girls almost all the way down to their knees. They both had their long blonde hair tied up in ponytails, still a little damp from the pool.

“Thor!” the twins exclaimed enthusiastically upon seeing me.

“Hey munchkins,” I greeted. “Enjoy the pool?”

“It was great,” Elsa replied.

“We got matching bikinis.” Elsie added, at which point they both whipped off their towels to reveal their new swimsuits. They each struck a quick pose, showing off their new bikinis and their delicious new curves for my viewing pleasure. The tight red bottoms highlighted their pert, well-formed derrieres, contrasting nicely with their pale skin. Dragging my eyes from my sisters’ asses, their tops did much the same with their tits. Their full, round, milk-filled D-cup breasts were on prominent display in the red top. It molded itself to their flawless forms, cradling the beautiful mountains of flesh, and protecting them from the prying eyes of pervy older brothers.

The tight red material pushed the soft flesh together created sinful amounts of cleavage that looked almost outrageous on such small girls. Their spectacular tits seemed ready to break free of their fabric prison at the slightest provocation. Provocation I was sorely tempted to provide. All in all, their new suits were far more daring than anything mom would have let them wear before. Up until now, she had always gotten them simple and modest one-piece suits to wear. Their new look was a definite improvement.

Ruby, who had also bought a new suit while shopping with the twins, had chosen a white two-piece, that while just as tight and revealing as the twins’ red suits, had also turned slightly translucent now that it was damp. The light pink of her nipples was clearly visible through the thin material.

Ruby had left her towel folded over one shoulder. Being the attention seeker that she was, and I suspected possibly as a cover for her unconscious submissiveness, she chose to walk up from the pool through the busy hotel, and past the public elevators with her mostly exposed 14-year-old body on display for all eyes to see.

“Hey Thor,” she said, with a flirty tone.

“What about my new suit,” she asked, striking a cute pose of her own. She pushed out her chest and ass to better present her assets, and shot me a sexy little smirk.

I knew what reaction she wanted from me. She thrived on the attention men gave her, and took every opportunity to attract as much attention as she could. I also realized she was feeling a little insecure, and seeking attention was a way to help deal with those new insecurities.

She liked turning heads, and with a slender body, perky C-cup breasts, a pretty face, wide smile, and with a tendency to flaunt her body, she was used to doing just that. The problem was that her present company made attracting attention difficult. The twins had always been cute and adorable. But with their recent explosive growth, they have added sexy and seductive to their repertoire of tricks that drew attention. More so than Ruby.

Before Christmas, the twins had been a fair bit less developed than their friend. Not only had they been significantly shorter, but a lot less busty than they were now. With their recent growth spurts, their breasts now beat Ruby’s for size, and on the twins’ smaller frames, their breasts appeared even more impressive. Taking after my mother, they had striking blonde hair, beautiful, symmetrical faces, and were just plain prettier than Ruby. Being identical twins worked in their favour as well. As any straight man will tell you, the only thing better than one hot girl, is two hot girls; with identical twins being the ultimate fantasy.