Chapter 10: Circumstantial Horniness

David stood there, holding the monkey's penis, having supposedly been told all of its secrets. but he just felt bewildered.

And he shouldn't. He held in his hand the greatest sexual tool in the known universe. The things it could do! Why lose sleep over how it did them?

First things first. He held up the penis -- the monkey's, not his. "Mom, these other two have used you more than enough, Katie trying to humiliate you and Paul trying to molest you -- at least in the other world." His brow furrowed. "The, uhm, one that would have happened if Katie hadn't shown up at his door. Or whatever."

He pressed the penis forward with renewed determination. "Anyway. Let Mom be restored back to innocence with no lingering harm from what these two have done." He thought a second: he intended to have some fun with Katie and maybe with a few cheerleaders over the next couple days. "And let her be okay with sex. It's a natural thing, Mom."

He turned to Paul. "Sorry about this, Paul. But, then, after you described what you WOULD have done to my mom if you'd gotten the chance, I don't feel TOO sorry. Let Paul stay here on the floor, a pitiful human toad, so that he can't go out and blab about the penis while I'm still having fun with it."

He turned to his girlfriend. "Katie. What can I say? Horny sexpot."

"And me. Let my cock stay this huge, with cum that makes women melt. But let my mom be immune to that last bit." He didn't want a repeat of her earlier performance! "And if Katie didn't wish it already, give me great stamina."

He nodded. "That about does it for now. Mom, Paul's going to sleep over on the floor tonight."

"That's good, dear."

"And Katie... let's go fuck."

"Oh, goodie!" she clapped her hands.

"You kids have a good night," Lydia smiled. "Would you like me to make you any hot chocolate before I turn in?"

"I think," David grinned at his girlfriend, "that we're going to be a little too busy for that, Mom."

"Sleep tight, then. And have good sex."

The rest of the night involved lots of rhythmic motions and bodily fluids for David and Katie.

The next morning, David's entire room had a light coating of splattered jism, and Katie was rutting along the length of his hard-again cock.

There was a knock at his door, which opened to his mother's smiling face. "Rise and shine, you two. Oop. I see that David has already risen and little Katie is shining along its length." She glanced around the room at the goo-lined ceiling and walls. "My, David! What a copious semen producer you've been! I'm going to have to get a sponge and bucket in here and mop. Well, you two finish up and come on out to breakfast. You don't get any nutrition eating each other out, you know." She stepped back out.

Half an hour later, there was another knock and Lydia re-entered. Katie was humping her son's leg, running her hands up and down the length of his hard-on. "Come on, you two. You're going to fuck the day away."

Katie looked tiredly at her to see that she wore an apron and was carrying a bucket and sponge. "It's June Cleaver," she looked back at David. "You gonna cleave her beaver?"

"Katie?! That's my mom you're talking about!"

"Sorry." She started running her hands over his rod again. "Just give me some more goo!"

"Ah, ah," Lydia said, walking over and wetting the sponge in the bucket. "I need to wipe that off, Katie. If your pussy juices stay on it too long, it will irritate the skin." She tapped the younger girl's hands to shoo them off her son's pecker.

"Mrs Moreno! I'm busy USING that!"

"Well, you can just pause a moment while I clean it." She wiped off her son's hard-on with the sponge while Katie crossed her arms and frowned.

"There now. That will even FEEL cleaner."

"David! I don't like her in the room when I'm HUMPING you!"

"Mom, could you give us a few more minutes of privacy, please?"

"Yes, dear," she picked up her bucket. "But you two need to come out and eat something."

Two hours later, there was another knock, and Lydia entered again. "Are you two lusty kids still humping? Well, I ran to the foodstore and I've fixed some oysters and eggs for brunch. Gotta keep up your protein intake if you're going to hump all day long." She bent over to wipe a semen glob off the floor with her fingers.

"Oooh!" Katie growled that her pleasure ride was being interrupted again. She grabbed David's cannon, roughly aimed it, then pulled back on the skin to fire it.

Blat! Mrs Moreno caught the discharge on the top of her head. She stood back up smiling and wagging her finger. "You kids... , " she grinned. "Here, I brought Katie something to tide her cunt through brunch." She pulled a neon pink tube out of her apron and held it forward. Twisting the bottom started it vibrating. "You can stuff it up your puss, and it should keep you purring through the meal." She stepped over to the younger woman and helped her insert it up her hole.

"Oo-o-oh," Katie shivered.

"Did you buy that when you went out, Mom? I didn't wish for any vibrators to appear in the house."

"Oh, no, silly. I've had the Pink Bandit for years. I just could never tell you about him. Since sex wasn't... , " she shrugged and lowered her voice to a whisper, "you know, okay."

David's astonishment showed in the dumb look he got on his face.

"Sweetie, you're re-inflating already."

"Sorry, Mom."

Lydia shook her head. "Well, you HAVE to come eat something." She gripped the skin firmly and stroked back and forth a few times.

"Oooh! Oh!" Blat!

"Now think about your grandmother until you're done eating." Kate was distracted by the pink hummer between her legs, so Lydia took her by the wrist and led the two children out to the kitchen table, then served three plates of oysters and eggs, taking a seat across from her son to eat with the two lustbirds.

"C'mon, Katie, eat," Lydia told the distracted girl a couple minutes later. Numbly, Katie began slowly pouring oysters down her throat.

"Well, I had the nicest surprise last night," Lydia smiled between oysters. "I'm a virgin again."

David sprayed the table with the oyster that had been in his mouth.

"Yep," she giggled at her son's reaction. "I got my cherry back. You asked for me to have my innocence restored. Let me tell you, it makes a girl feel all fresh and clean when that happens!" She poured another oyster in her mouth, then shook the empty shell at her son. "Now if you could just bottle that in a douche... ! One rinse and you have your maidenhead back, just like Aphrodite." She took a sip of water, then frowned as she felt something between her legs. "David?! Is that you?!"

"Sorry, Mom," he blushed darkly.

"Does it... , " she frowned, "Does it get you all hard talking about your mother's cherry? Ooh!" She wriggled her hips as the cockhead at her pelvis grew, pushing forward six inches. "I guess it DOES!"

"I'm sorry, Mom! I'll-- "

She grabbed the head to keep it from leaving. "It's okay. I don't mind. It's just weird to think that my own son could hump me from all the way across the table. I mean... you're just so HUGE, David! Oooh!" She smiled. "And getting huger as I talk!"

"How-- how in the world did you find out? About the-- uhm-- that you're-- "

"About the happy hymen? Well, David, you and Katie here" -- Katie sat in a daze, pushed there by the unstoppable stimulating power of the Pink Bandit -- "were really going AT it last night. Your screams and gasps and humps and bumps just got me kind of horny. So I frigged myself a bit. Let me tell you," she nodded her head, "I got off more than a few times listening to you two fuck like animals!"

"Mom?!"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"I thought I fixed things... so you were back to normal. Were you like this before?"

"Oh, honey, I just couldn't admit it to you -- or even to myself most of the time. But now... sex is okay! It's natural."

David just looked astonished.

"Honey?"

"Hmm... yeah?" David nodded dumbly.

"You're getting longer." She grabbed his cockhead when he started to jerk away. "No, you don't have to move it... but if you extend one more inch, you're going to be inside."

"I-- I can move it, Mom," David said, slightly panicked.

"No, we can leave it here until we're finished eating."

"I'm, uhm, done."

"Well, I'm not. You and your stiffie can keep me company while I have the rest of these peckers... I mean, oysters."

"Yes, uhm, ma'am."

Lydia poured a few more shells down her throat.

David studied his mother as she ate, her pink dress, her cream apron, her pretty eyes, her mussed hair. He realized that her hair was drying mussed because of the semen mousse he had inadvertently applied earlier. His mother... was wearing... his jism... like some sick scalp treatment!

There was a ripping sound from under the table.

"Score, beaver cleaver," his mother grinned.

"Whungh?!" his voice cracked.

"That was my panties, sweetie. And you've parted my lips." She slid her hips forward four inches, then back. "Feel me? I sure as sex can feel you, David!"

"Mom?!"

"Not a virgin again any MORE!" she grinned. "I wish you had made sex okay the day you turned eighteen, baby. We've missed almost two years of fun fucking! WE need to MAKE UP for lost time!" She nodded, then slid her hips forward and backward again.

"But Mom! You're supposed to be immune to the scent of my cum!"

"Maybe. But I'm not immune to sex! Okay, here we go!" She gripped his erection near the head so it couldn't get away, then wriggled her pussy around on it. "Mmmmmm..."

BLAT! BLAT-BLAT!

"I-- I'm sorry, Mom!"

Lydia smiled as she wiped off part of the jism that splattered her face. "Now THAT is an ejaculation to make a mother proud!"

Katie, who had been sitting in a hummed-up trance, began wrinkling her nose.

"Oops. We're waking Katie up. Look, David, you've serviced your mother with your fantastic tool. I'm sated for a while now. You take Katie back and get a couple hours of sleep."

"But-- "

"You take her. Now, before your scent on me brings her out of her stupor. And leave the vibrator inside her while you nap, like a pacifier, so she can get some sleep."

"I guess... I AM feeling kind of tired."

"Go nap."

David stood and led the entranced, vibrating Katie back to the bedroom.

After a couple hours' nap, he headed back out.

And raised his eyebrows.

Paul was laying on his back on the floor, pants around his ankles, knees in the air, feet on the floor, tongue hanging out on his cheek as he panted. David's mother was sitting on the floor in her pink dress and cream apron about three feet from Paul, her right arm fully extended, wearing a latex glove while she fingered Paul's little erection.

"Please!... Mrs!... Moreno!... , " Paul gasped.

"I told you no, Paul. It feels like being one of those workers that collect bull semen just doing this. Anything more than this would be like bestiality."

"Mom?!" David's voice cracked.

"Oh, hi, sweetie," she smiled and waved with her free hand, continuing to finger the penis, then shrugged at David's bewilderment. "He just looked so pathetic."

Paul's leg started to kick.

"Mom?!"

"Just a second, honey. Here... we... go..."

A pearly glob arced through the air and landed on the carpet. Lydia stood, smiled and pulled off the latex glove. Paul laid there, eyes rolled back in his head, tongue hanging out.

"Well, I have a cum spot to scrub up now," Lydia smiled, heading toward her cleaning bucket.