Part V - 5: Sex Goddess I Call Mom

Joey, Suzi and I were getting ready to go to bed in a third room. It was identical to the first room, except it didn't have a waterbed or the paintings, but had something our room didn't.

"Holy Shit," Joey exclaimed when opening a drawer of the additional cabinet. "Its a drawer full of those things Sandi had. Except they don't look like they vibrate. Hey Tim, what did they call them?" he asked holding up the plastic penis.

"Dildo, dummy," Suzi answered instead. "What? Don't you think girls know about them? Who do you think uses them?"

She walked up and picked out a black one and said, "Hey... I think I'll take a couple of these home. It'll come in handy for our three ways... "

Joey and I exchanged glances again, but then Joey closed the drawer and opened another.

"Maybe you would rather have one that has a vibrator built in," he said, turning on the one he picked up on. He held it in his hand to feel it's affect, then a light bulb came on in his head.

"Don't even try IITTT!" Suzi said too late as he poked and prodded her clothed crotch.

I was sitting on the bed, watching them play. I wasn't really interested in the sex toys right then. I couldn't keep my mother's nude image out of my head.

"WOW! Look at these!" Joey said, holding a double ended dildo. "I bet the twins could use a couple of these!"

"Joey? Can I try doing you up the butt?" Suzi asked pulling out a strapon.

"Only if there's one smaller than that. That thing is bigger than an elephant's," Joey remarked before he stuck the vibrator down the front of his shorts. "Hey Tim. You should try this. It feels good!"

"Tim, don't you want to see what's in the toy box?" Suzi said.

"Nah. Maybe I'll look tomorrow," I replied.

This time Suzi and Joey exchanged glances.

"Shit, Tim. What is it now? You upset your parents are getting it on in our bed?" Joey asked, walking over with three vibrators going in his shorts.

"Nah. Just sometimes this stuff happens to fast for me to accept, that's all."

"Oh. Here," he said, pulling out on of his vibrators to hand to me. "Try one."

"That's okay. I hear they make your sperm real dizzy."

"Ha ha," Joey said, putting the plastic penis in my hands.

I held it, then examined it to figure out how to turn it on and off. While I was fiddling with that, I said, "I wonder how old she is."

"Who?"

"My mom."

"You don't know?"

"She is supposed to be thirty-eight. But... "

"Yeah, she don't look like no thirty-eight. Twenty-eight, maybe."

"I've never seen her naked like that before. The nearest I ever saw her like that time at the pool. And then it was in a one piece suit."

"Yeah, I remember. I also remember getting a woody. And that was before I knew what they were for."

"I've never thought my mom as a woman before. Especially not sexually before."

"Uhh, Tim? Are you saying what I think you're saying? Cause if you are... "

"What."

"Can I?"

"Do what."

"Never mind."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"This does feel pretty good."

"Yeah. Here try a second one. It's even better."

"Hey, Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"If we do, I get the backdoor. K?"

"Deal... Uhm, Tim?"

"Yeah?"

"Does Suzi have what I think she has?"

"What, the thing in her mouth?"

"No. The thing she has in her hands."

"Uhm Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"I think we better run."

"Way ahead of you, partner," Joey said as he sprinted for the door.

"Well, that worked like a charm," Suzi said as she put the strange male organ torture device back in its drawer. She sat down next to me, and pulled one of the vibrators out of my shorts.

"Hey, Suzi?"

"Hmmm?" she said, vibrator in her mouth.

"Do you think I'm losing it?"

She pulled it out with a pop and said, "Why do you say that?"

"Well, I kinda, like, want to do my mom... "

"Oh, Timmy... You would be losing it if you didn't want to. Who wouldn't?"

"I just can't get it out of my head, though. My mom. She's like... a sex goddess or something... I mean... You know."

"I know. Her body is... perfect."

"She even looks better than the twins."

"She even looks better than me."

"But why would she wait all this time just to do it with my dad?"

"Maybe she loves him."

"Yeah, right," I said sarcastically.

"Face it Tim. Your dad isn't all that bad of a guy... I can't believe I just said that, but you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I know. And I can see why my dad likes her. Where do I fit in? I mean... I don't know. I guess I just have to leave it alone until I can talk to them. I'm tired. Here. Have another. I'm turning in," I handed her the other vibrator, and started to take my clothes off, leaving my underpants on.

Joey finally peeked in, checking to see if Suzi had laid down her weapon.

"Tim? You gonna sleep in your shorts?" he asked, walking in.

"Yeah. I don't feel like screwin' around anymore tonight. You guys can play. I'm gonna sleep."

Joey started to strip, and was nude in a flash. He crawled under the sheets, and slipped his body behind me.

"Tim? Are you mad at me?"

"Huh?" I said turning over to face him. "No, why?"

"Uhm, for what I said in the limo, and all the other shit I said. And for... letting your dad get in my head like that."

"Joey? You were right about a lot of things. I was playing God. You had the guts to call it as you saw it. You and Suzi keep me sane. Don't ever stop doing what you did today okay?"

"But... I still like... Slaves and all, you know? I want to have some, kinda. You know what I mean."

"Yeah. I know. And you know what? I do too. And we will."

"We will? But I thought... I mean after all this... "

"We will have slaves, but they have to agree to be one first, and then they will always have the option to quit. I'm just not ready for it yet, that's all. But some day I will. And then you and I will really have some fun. Okay?"

"What about Suzi?"

"I've already talked to her. She's okay with it, as long as we don't get too carried away."

"How come you're just telling me now?"

"It was supposed to be your birthday present. Your very first slave."

"Whoa."

"Joey?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I go to sleep now?"

"Wait for Suzi. She'll wanna snuggle up to ya. And so do I, so roll back on your side 'cause here she is."

We fell asleep in each other's arms.

Early the next morning, I was woken up by a warm feeling of happiness. I had to look around a moment before I remembered where I was. Joey was sleeping on his back, and Suzi was on her tummy. I spotted the twins looking in the door, and I smiled and motioned them over.

After exchanging good morning empathic feelings, they crawled in the bed with us and soon were asleep again.

I laid there letting my mind wander over memories, then started to let it wander in minds around me. Finding everything peaceful, I searched for someone who was already up and about. I found Fanny busily tending some flowers, and peeked in her mind to see who and what she was.

She was the only living family member from an East Germany neighborhood. When she was sixteen, she escaped to the Western side, and found few opportunities that were honest. My father met her there in a hospital at the age of 18. She had overdosed on drugs attempting to kill herself. My father enslaved her, thinking she would be happier with him. Unfortunately, he probably was right.

Her dreams of meeting a boy that would love her and marry her were still within her. But nothing mattered but pleasuring my father now. She was his.

I fell asleep thinking about this, but forgot about it when I awoke. A pair of lips were busily bringing me to full attention.

Joey noticed I was awake, and covered my eyes with his arm. He said, "Guess who's lips they are, Tim."

"Let's see. It can't be Joy or Honey, cause they wouldn't be working so fast." I frowned, then said, "But it doesn't feel like Suzi either. Too much tongue work. Uhm, it couldn't be grandma because she would have taken her teeth out, and Carol and Vicki are at the other mansion... I give up. Who is it."

"Just don't freak out okay?" Joey whispered as he removed his arm. I opened my eyes and looked.

"MOM! WHAT! WHY! HOW! HUH! UHHHHHHH!" I said as I awoke cumming.

"Mom?!" Joey said. "Suzi, he called you mom!"

"Shit," I said laying back down.

"Thank you, dear. Now go clean your room," Suzi said before licking off the spot she missed.

"Shit. Hey, where are the twins?" I asked.

"I think they went to see if your mom and dad were awake yet," Joey answered.

"Don't call them that like that."

"Huh? I don't understand."

"Don't call them my mom and dad. Mom and father, mother and father, but not mom and dad."

"Uhm, okay. I don't see what the difference is though."

"Your parents are your mom and dad. My parents are not a set. They're... separate. You get what I mean?"

"Well I don't know if you will be calling them separate much longer. They were acting like a couple of love birds," Suzi said.

"Please. I don't want to talk about it. I need to talk to my mom alone. Until then, just don't remind me, okay?"

"Hrmph, most kids would like to see their parents get back together," Joey muttered.

"I'm not saying I don't. But... Oh, let's just drop the subject. I'm hungry, let's go eat."

I pulled my underwear the rest of the way off, and walked out to the hall.

"Shit. I think he flipped. He's going to breakfast naked," I heard Joey say behind me.

"Heh," I said to myself. I figured, what's the use? Everyone here has seen me naked, seen me having sex, and seen my virginities taken either live or in a painting. What was left to be modest about?

I was the first to the table, and my jaw dropped when I saw my mother's image on the wall formed by the crystal ceiling. She looked slightly younger, but it could have just been the hair. The only word I could think of was... magnificent.

I took the seat that faced the image square on. My pancakes were brought out to me, and I was so involved in my food and the image, I didn't hear anyone approach.

"She's quite beautiful, isn't she?" my father said, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I almost choked, but I managed to cover it up. I said, "Magnificent," then took another mouthful of pancakes.

"Thank you, dear," my mother said as she bent down to kiss my cheek. Her bare breast made contact with my bare back. I choked for real that time. Partially because of the hardon.

"I told you you should have worn a robe," my robed father said taking his seat at the head of the table.

"I'm sorry Tim. I forgot you were still uncomfortable about this. I'll go put a robe on... " she said turning.

"Mom, wait... " I sputtered. "I need to talk to you, now, please?"

She looked at me, then glance at my father, who was reading the paper.

I said, "I don't care if he hears. It isn't anything he hasn't... It just doesn't matter," I said, blushing again from her figure, and trying not to draw attention to my dick which was standing straight up.

"Okay, but I wish you would stop blushing. I'll be doing it next."

"I'll try... " not mentioning what I was trying the hardest to control.

My mother sat down in the chair next to me. Her leg brushed mine, making me shiver.

"How old were you there?" I said, nodding towards the image, trying to divert her eyes from the general location of my plainly visible woody.

"Nineteen, two years before you were born."

"Mom, are you and father going to... you know. Get together or something?"

"Yes Samantha. Are we going to get hitched or something?"

"Well, it's a bit too soon to answer that. Let's just take it one day at a time, shall we?"

"What about... uhm. Well, are we going to move in or something. I think I'd rather stay at home during the week. I don't want to... "

"Tim, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. My job pays enough that I was wanting to get a nicer place. But I know you don't want to leave your school and your friends, so I was looking for someplace around the area. No, I don't think we will move into your father's mansions, but we may stay in them on the weekends."

"Oh, now Sam. If he wants to stay at his school, he could always ride in the limo... "

"It's a thirty-five minute drive from your south mansion. Isn't that a little long?"

"Hey Mom? It isn't much longer than waiting for the bus and the bus ride itself, but that's not what I wanted to talk about."

"Then what dear. Get to the point."

"Why didn't you tell me you were bfhfl," I said, turning red. At least my other problem was finally giving me a break.

"What dear?" she said, putting her hand on my thigh. This was actually a normal thing for her to do. Unfortunately, this made dick swell again.

My face really began to burn, and I couldn't help but glance down to her hand. Naturally she followed my gaze, and saw my problem.