He couldn't believe how badly he'd screwed up.
Playing with a Semblance he barely understood, losing control of himself and giving in to a temptation he knew was wrong. He could have killed someone, killed himself or put everyone in danger. Instead, he'd done something far worse.
He had the proof of that fact in front of him, pushing her pants down to her ankles.
The expression on Juniper's face was out of place. Not a sultry look or lust-filled eyes, but a kind and loving smile that spoke of doting affection. Her fingers teased open the buttons of her blouse, which she pushed off her shoulders and let fall behind her. Stepping out of her trousers, his mother stood before him in a pair of white panties and a brasserie which struggled to keep her bosom in place.
Her bare feet patted across the bathroom's tiles as she came to him.
Jaune was sat on the toilet, the seat down, his pants further down, pooled at his feet. Despite the cloying guilt he felt deep inside, his member was fully erect, desperate for relief.
He tried to stop her even so. "Mom. We shouldn't…"
"I have to help you with your problem, sweetie." She hooked her hands behind her and unclasped her bra. It fluttered to the floor and her breasts swung free, dipping slightly as gravity took hold of them. He couldn't take his eyes off her perky nipples and the large areola surrounding them.
Help with his problem.
Curse his stupid wording.
He'd made it so that she would always look to solve his problems and act like it was normal to do so. Worse, he'd made it permanent with a wish that they could do this every day. His mother had taken that all too seriously.
"It's really not a problem, though."
"I think we both know it is." Leaning forward, she hooked her fingers into her knickers and pushed them off her hips. They fell the rest of the way on their own, assisted with a little wiggle from her. "Don't be afraid. Your mother knows what she's doing. Just sit back and let me look after you."
The heart was strong, but the body was not. A hundred different things he could say or do passed through his mind, but he sat there limply as she stepped up to and straddled him, placing her legs on either side of his and sitting down on his legs. She took him in hand and rubbed his length against her pubic mound, lining him up as she stood again and slowly lowered herself down.
He stared at her hips as if they were an executioner's axe. Unable to move. Unable to think.
Then, he was pushing inside of her. Lost to the feeling and his mounting hormones. He hated himself for it, but there was no holding back. Like all the times before, he gave in.
"There," Juniper said, sitting down entirely and hilting his cock inside of her. She shifted her hips to get comfortable, making him whine. "Don't be a baby. Mommy's here."
"Mommy shouldn't be…"
Smiling, Juniper leaned in and tried to kiss him. She caught his cheek as he turned his head aside, but rather than be deterred she kissed her way slowly around to his mouth again, drawing his head back to face her with one hand. He didn't have the willpower to stop her and closed his eyes as her lips descended against his.
His mother was a wonderful kisser. Experienced. She wasn't sloppy, rushed or rough. She worked her lips slowly against his, teased his senses, dipped her tongue into his mouth and then coaxed a reaction out of him. She would part every now and then to draw a breath and then kiss him once more. Not for her the fevered make out fest of teenage life. Juniper kissed him like she meant it.
"There. Isn't that better?" she'd ask between each one, her smile that of a kind and loving mother, not a woman fucking a lover. "You need to learn to be a better kisser, sweetie." Another mind-blowing kiss that left him paralysed. Juniper giggled. "You're so adorable."
"P-Please. Stop talking like that…"
At the same time, she worked her hips back and forth, rubbing her ass against him and grinding her pussy into his crotch. The rolling sensation burned right through his cock and into his stomach, threatening to end him then and there.
When his head fell back and he groaned, Juniper fastened her lips onto his neck and started to nibble lightly on his skin. "Let it all out. It's okay. I'm here."
He was cumming.
He was-
BAM! BAM! BAM!
The knocking on the door was fast and fierce and was followed by a voice – Saphron's voice.
"Jaune! Are you in there?"
His heart froze. He almost screamed.
Instead, he clamped a hand over his mother's mouth before she could say anything. Juniper had been made to think this was normal, like there was nothing wrong with what she was doing. That included how she talked with other people, and although he'd told her not to tell anyone outside of the house, that didn't extend to within. If Juniper thought this was perfectly normal, she'd have no problem drawing Saphron's attention to it.
What would happen if Saphron saw this? If she found out what was happening?
To his horror, the door began to open. He'd stayed quiet. She thought the bathroom empty!
He moved without thinking, lurching off the toilet with more strength than he knew he had in his gangly body, carrying Juniper with him. She wrapped her legs around his hips, squeezing his dick further into her. It almost undid him, but he managed to stumble towards the opening door and crash into it hands first.
Saphron was knocked back outside; he could hear it. Luckily, the sound of her crashing to the ground did a good job of disguising the sound of Juniper doing the same on his side, bouncing off his dick and falling onto her ass in front of him, trapped between the door and his legs.
"Jaune!" Saphron yelled. "What the hell!?
"D-Don't come in!"
"Ow! Yeah. Obviously. You could have made that clear with a warning though, nor ramming the door shut in my face." Saphron muttered something about her arms and nearly being crushed. "I'm looking for mom. Have you seen her?"
Juniper, naked as the day she was born and covered in sweat, opened her mouth to answer. She would think nothing of answering, of dooming him, of dooming the entire family. And why not? She thought all of this was perfectly normal.
With his hands on the door, Jaune silenced her in the only way he could.
"Hrk!"
"Mom?" Saphron was back on the other side of the door. "Was that mom?"
"N-No." Jaune hissed through his teeth as his eyes rolled back.
Juniper's head had been pushed back against the door. Her face was smothered in his crotch, her nose buried in his pubic hair and her lips spread around his thick cock. Her eyes looked up at him, genuinely confused.
He made a shushing motion with a finger over his mouth.
"Jaune? I'm sure I heard something."
"I-It was just me," he lied. "I hit my toe on the door. I don't know where mom is. I think she went out to visit a friend or something."
"You don't know, or you know she went out?" Saphron sighed and he could just imagine her rolling her eyes with one hand on her hip. "Which one is it?"
His head pressed against the door. Her throat felt amazing. Hot, wet, tight. Tighter than it had the previous times because she wasn't sucking him off gently but being face-fucked. His cock tickled the back of her throat and he could feel her tongue push reflexively against his shaft, fighting for space. She must have been struggling to breathe, for he could feel her throat shake every now and then. Each time, the vibrations ran down his length and caused his knees to shake.
"Jaune?"
"The last one. She went out. S-Sorry. I answered automatically."
"Alright, alright." Saphron laughed. "Can you pass a message on for me if you see her before I do?"
Jaune looked down into Juniper's eyes and felt his stomach drop. A message? The very woman she was looking for their, their own mother, was sat on her ass in front of him with his meat shoved down her throat. This shouldn't be happening. None of it should be happening.
"Yeah. Sure. What is it?"
"Tell her I've gone out, but I'll be back later, and that if she wants anything from the shops, she'll need to text me."
"I'll tell her."
"Right. See you later, little bro."
"B-Bye."
It wasn't until Saphron had stepped away and closed a door behind her that he relaxed – though that proved a mistake because it let him feel what was happening to him. Juniper's back was already being squashed against the door in his efforts to keep her quiet, and she was choking softly on his length.
She didn't once complain. She never did.
Backing off just a little, he tried to step away and let her breathe, but Juniper's hands came up behind him and grasped his ass cheeks. She held him there, working her mouth against him. He was too panicked, too freaked out at the close call, to try and stop her.
He'd nearly been caught. They both had. The adrenaline still burned through his body and his legs were shaking. If Saphron had seen them like this, what would have happened? She'd have screamed, obviously. Freaked out. There was no way to explain it without him being the villain, and the fact it was all a terrible mistake wouldn't mean anything.
They'd quickly realise he was the monster here and Juniper the victim. He'd be arrested, questioned and then likely thrown into jail. His family would hate him and want him dead, while his mother would be sent to some insane asylum for the rest of her life.
He would single-handedly ruin all their lives.
There wasn't anything he could do about it, either. Juniper thought this normal, which meant she had no restraint whatsoever. At any moment, she might expose herself, say something or just pull his pants down in front of everyone. It was just a matter of time until he was discovered.
Unless…
Unless he did something about it.
His body trembled as his felt his orgasm coming on. He couldn't help pushing her head closer into him, forcing his cock against her tongue, but through the haze of bright lights and soft caresses, he managed to grit out "Don't swallow. Don't swallow any of it."
He waited for her to nod before he allowed himself to come, shooting his cum inside her mouth. He pulled back enough that he was coming just past her lips and not all the way in, even if he wanted nothing more than to bury himself up to his balls.
A few more spurts and he was done, pulling himself out slowly. Juniper kept her lips tight, sliding them over the end of his softening dick. Her lips pursed after and her cheeks were puffed out as she looked up at him.
"It's still in there?"
She nodded.
"Good." Saphron should have been out of the house by now. "I want you to go to the kitchen and find a plastic container. Spit it all out into that and keep it safe. After, I want you to come back here."
He swallowed nervously.
And took the plunge.
"I have a problem that I need your help with…"
Jaune held himself up with a hand on the kitchen side and tried hard not to think about what he was doing. It was hard since his mom was furiously jerking him off, sat beside him on a chair with his shaft in one hand and a small glass bowl in the other. In the bowl was a thick, doughy mix of butter and bread. It was warm. He knew because she pushed the head of his dick into it every now and then by accident.
"Hmm hmm…" Juniper hummed happily as she worked, an old tune she often hummed when she was cooking. Because, at the end of the day, that was all it was for her, even if she was milking him at the same time. "It was so nice of you to offer to help me cook," she said, leaning in to plant a little kiss on the head of his cock. "You're such a sweet son. All the other mothers would be so jealous."
It was hard to hear that when her face was so close to his cock, smiling up at him.
"It's coming," he whispered. "I'm close."
Nodding, Juniper kissed his stomach and continued to work her hand up and down his shaft, running her fingers over his bulbous head. It was more erotic than her sucking him off somehow. Possibly because of the sheer wrongness of the situation.
"Come on, Jaune," Juniper said, laughing impatiently. "I need to cook! I can't make the girls something nice without your special ingredient. I need you to cum for me."
The words tipped him over the edge. He groaned and shot his load. A weak spurt and then a second. Juniper angled his cock down so that his seed splashed over the dough. The sight of that earned a third discharge but no more. He was already spent.
"Thank you, dear," she said, kissing his cock head and licking a little spare cum up for herself. Following his early instruction, she spat it into the bowl and picked up a wooden spoon to mix it all together, all the while humming away as if she hadn't just jerked him off into a bowl of food.
Everything was normal. Everything was perfectly normal.
"Will you help set the table for me? Your sisters will be hungry."
His heart hammered in his chest at the words. He nodded shakily and stood, making his way over to collect some plates, though not before pulling up and buckling his pants.
It didn't take long to set the table and it didn't take long for his sisters to come back from wherever they'd all been. Friends, the mall, after-school clubs. The Arc family was a large and odd lot with a host of different hobbies. The only real similarity between them all was their bright shades of blonde hair and their surnames.
Saphron was the eldest at 24. Hazel and Rose were the older twins at 22 each, while Gemma was 20. Then there were the terrible twins, Beryl and Crystal who were a year older than he at 17 but honestly looked younger. He was tall and gangly for his age. And, finally Lavender, 15, a year below him and the youngest of them all.
Each of them was different in terms of personality and looks, though Beryl and Crystal were perfect twins and liked to act the same to try and confuse people. They were all his sisters, younger and older, and all had kept an eye on him at one point or another.
"Looking domesticated there, Jaune." Gemma slapped his back as she passed by and took a seat. She was as tall as he and fill figured, a real bombshell with long straight hair, bright green eyes and a button nose. Back when she'd still been at school, she'd been the heart throb of just about every student, much to Jaune's irritation. People had tried to get close to him in the hopes he'd introduce them to her.
"When are you going to stop being such a mommy's boy and hang out with some friends?" Crystal asked.
"He'd need to make some real friends first." Beryl shot back.
The twins, or the terrible twins as mom called them, were older than him but didn't look it. They had short hair in a pixie cut that fell down to their ears with bangs swept to either side. Their faces had little noses, cheeky grins and blue eyes. The two were short, at about five foot two, but incredibly fit. They were practically the star athletes of their school.
"Beryl!" As always, Lavender came to his defence, her gentle curls swaying as she shook her head back and forth. Lavender, youngest of all and adorably cute. His little sister was so nice that no one dared tease her, not even the twins. Small and slight, she had a round face with sparkling emerald eyes and pouty lips. Or they were pouty at that moment as she glowered at the twins. "Don't be mean. Jaune has friends. Don't you?"
He smiled down on his little sister. Always to his defence. "Course I do. Beryl is just being a bitch." He reached out and pulled Lavender into a quick side hug. "Don't let them bother you. I just ignore them."
"Calling it like I see it."
"And she sees it like I see it," Crystal added. The two exchanged high-fives.
"You done tearing strips out of Jaune's hide?" Saphron asked, ever the voice and reason of the dysfunctional group of siblings. No one dared argue against her, even if she rarely got angry. "Good. Let's not cause trouble at the table."
"Thank you, sweetheart," Juniper said, placing a plate of cookies down.
Jaune swallowed nervously. His eyes were fixed on them.
"I don't normally make sweets before food, but Jaune helped me bake these today," she said happily, taking one for herself.
"You made these, big brother?" Lavender asked, eyes wide.
"Y-Yeah. I did…"
He'd contributed.
In a manner of speaking.
"Are they poisonous?" Rose asked, taking one and turning it over between finger and thumb. "They look okay." Daintily, she nibbled on a bit of the cookie crumb. "Taste okay too."
His eyes were locked on Rose's throat, past the single braid she wore over one shoulder. With her hair drawn back, he could see the exact motion as she swallowed, as her throat bulged out and swept down, taking the treat away.
His body heated up and his mouth turn dryer than the Vacuo desert.
"Dig in, girls," Juniper said.
The cookies disappeared. The girls munched on them happily, swallowing the treats that contained a sizeable dollop of his essence. His semen.
His cum.
Fuck, it was wrong. So wrong.
He didn't dare think on how hard it made him.
Standing, Jaune cleared his throat. "F-For the next thirty minutes…" He paused, suddenly out of breath. "For the next thirty minutes, I want you all to follow my instructions to the letter. You won't think anything of what I ask, only t-that you want to do it."
The girls watched him, confused.
Had it worked?
"Place your hands on your head."
As one, the girls brought their hands up to rest atop their heads. All except for his mother, who knew the order wasn't for her. She had already stood and made her way to the fridge. She was humming again. A happy little tune.
"I just want you to all know I'm sorry," Jaune said, slumping in his seat. "I… I didn't mean for this to happen, but it did and now we're here. This is the only way I can think to save everything. To save the Arc family."
It wasn't like he was going to hurt them. He wasn't even going to force himself on them. He was just making sure they wouldn't step in on him and mom fucking and raise the alarm. For that, they needed to be reasoned with, and since reason had gone out the window, this was all he had.
It's not going to hurt them. They'll be fine. Happy. They won't have to watch the family be torn apart. Besides, I'm only doing this because I have to.
That made it better somehow.
He didn't want to do this. It was just a consequence of his earlier mistake.
If he could have fixed his mom, he would have. He'd tried giving her new orders; both when she swallowed his load or took it inside of her. He'd tried to `fuck the normal back into her` to no avail, begging her to go back to how she had been before this all started.
Her response?
"But I am acting normal."
Permanent. No way out. No way back. All he could do now was try to stop it getting worse.
Juniper came back to the table and placed a plastic bowl down on the side. Inside, his seed seeped about, collected over the day in various wank and blow job sessions. It was the reason he'd been so exhausted before. It was about half full and looked sticky and thick. It had the consistency of curdled milk and a colour to match.
Next to the bowl was a small tray with seven turkey basters on it.
Hell, he thought. I'm going to hell.
"I want you all to take off your trousers, pants or skirts." He spoke slowly and let them stand and adjust themselves. Fabric fell all around the table as his sisters became naked from the waist down. Lavender had to take her entire sundress off, revealing an almost flat chest concealed by a thin bra. Jaune swallowed and looked away. He tried not to look at any of them. "N-Now take your panties off. All of you."
He heard the rustle of cloth but kept his eyes closed. They were his sisters. This was wrong. So wrong.
"Sit up on the table."
Shuffles and scrapes as they did as commanded.
"Mom is going to come and give each of you a turkey baster filled with… filled with my cum." His cock twitched in his pants, despite being drained dry not thirty minutes before. He tried to pretend it wasn't reacting to the imagery. "You're to insert the baster into your vagina as deep as you can. Don't hurt yourselves," he added, worried. "Just as deep as you safely can."
The clinking of glass and the quiet "here you go" from his mother as she handed out the sticky and cum-filled basters was all he could hear. He counted to ten in his head, then ten again and so on, over and over until they were all distributed and his mother stopped moving.
He had to check. He didn't want to, but he had to make sure there weren't any mistakes.
Jaune opened his eyes.
Fuck me…
His seven sisters were all arrayed on the family table, their knees drawn up and feet planted down atop it, sat side by side naked from the waist down and with glass tubes shoved into their pussies. His eyes locked onto Saphron's, so like his mother's yet smaller, tighter and with less hair. Without really meaning to, his eyes slid over to Lavender. Smaller still, a definite virgin. She had no pubic hair and the baster could only fit in a few small inches.
The others were in various stages in between. Those who had lost their virginity had the baster in right up unto the compressor, while those that didn't only managed to get a small bit inside. He didn't think it would matter. Mom had let all his cum out of her after their first time, and his Semblance had still kicked in.
Speaking of mom, she was watching proceedings with a pleasant expression. She seemed to be taking genuine pleasure in them being able to do something together as a family, even if it was something this twisted.
He could barely look away from his sisters' naked bodies.
Take your eyes off them, he hissed mentally, following actions to words as he stared up at the ceiling. He wasn't doing this because he wanted to look at them. He was doing it to make sure he didn't get arrested. This was all a cascading consequence of him discovering how his Semblance worked in the worst possible way.
He'd learned from it. He wasn't going to make the same mistake again.
Juniper had been changed because he commanded her to be something she wasn't, to do something she wouldn't have normally done. That changed her mentally, though she managed to remain as she had in all other manners. No one had even noticed. Even so, he wasn't prepared to take the same risks with his sisters and had planned ahead for this moment. Worked out the best wording he could.
"All of you… squeeze my cum inside your pussies."
The girls moved without hesitation. Smiling happily at him, Saphron, Rose, Hazel, Gemma, Crystal, Beryl and Lavender all squeezed down on the handles, shooting compressed air down the baster and propelling his seed deep inside of them.
His pants felt entirely too tight.
But they were ready. Ready for his Semblance.
"I want you all to rationalise any strange actions by me or my mother away. No matter what you see us do, no matter how strange, no matter what you hear or experience, you will never tell anyone, never think odd of it and never seek to make others aware. It won't bother you in the slightest. You will perceive it, but not think anything of it. You will otherwise act as you normally do and not be changed in any way, emotionally or otherwise."
There. Perfect. It was the best he could manage, and something specifically worded to not cause any problems like he had with his mom. His sisters would be the same as ever, the only change that if they saw him or mom doing anything, they wouldn't feel the urge to tattle or freak out.
It wouldn't hurt any of them. They'd be happy in their ignorance.
Safe.
"Pull your clothes back on and take some contraceptive pills from mom," he said, relaxing finally. There was no need to make life harder for them with a baby, especially not one artificially inseminated via a turkey baster. "After that, you can all go back to normal. You won't remember anything that happened here. Hopefully…"
It was done.
It was hard to tell if it worked or not. He'd been so tired that he'd gone to bed soon after and fallen asleep within an hour. When he came back downstairs the following morning, it was to find the girls already at the table and looking none the worse for wear. As far as he could tell everything was perfectly normal.
How was he meant to test it? He'd told them to accept anything he did as normal or otherwise ignore it, which meant the very act of testing them was to do something so out of character that they'd slap him.
Was he meant to whip his cock out and slap it on the table to see what they said?
Get that wrong and he'd be exposed before he had a chance to fix it.
Taking his seat beside Rose and opposite Saphron, he looked around the table. The girls looked the same as ever, eating a variety of cereals and chatting between themselves, discussing plans for the weekend ahead. Laughing and making jokes.
"Hey Saph." He waited for his eldest sister to look his way. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Yes. Why? Do I look off?"
"No." He looked away nervously. "Never mind."
Saphron watched him curiously but shrugged and wrote off his expression as him being weird.
He had to make a decision soon though. Juniper was busy at the sink, but she wouldn't stay like that. Every morning before, she'd made it a point to have him cum and today wasn't likely to be any different. He had to know if it worked before she did something crazy and outed him.
Why hadn't he thought about this? Fuck. He had to do something – or say something. Something stupid and weird. Anything, really.
"I dumped my cum in the cookies you ate yesterday!"
He waited for a response. Anger, disbelief, protests.
Nothing.
The girls kept talking, almost as if they hadn't heard him at all.
"It worked!"
"What worked?" Rose asked, looking up from her cereal.
"Uh. My…" Excuses flashed through his mind but, feeling a little more confident, he decided to try the truth instead. "My plan to brainwash you all into not noticing the things me and mom are doing. The fact I came in your food."
"Oh." Rose looked away, disinterested. "That's nice."
Jaune's relief was so raw he almost fainted. Leaning back in bis seat, he tried not to laugh at the fact he'd done it. Better still, without hurting his sisters. They were totally normal, just oblivious. They weren't trying to help him, blow him or anything else.
No negative consequences.
"Oh." Juniper, he couldn't say the same for. Already having served breakfast and eaten some herself, she had noticed his little problem down below, straining against his pants. With an almost comical sigh, she stood and shook her head. "Is it that time already?" She tutted and came around the table, already reaching for him. "You really need to learn to take care of your own problems, Jaune. I won't be here for you forever."
Eyeing his sisters, he realised the only way to be really sure was to test this properly. See how far it extended. If all had gone well, it should protect them from anything they did. If not… well, it was better to know now than later.
Rather than try to escape, Jaune pushed his chair back to give Juniper easier access.
"Yeah, I do have a problem." He pushed his pants down under the table, exposing his erect member to them all. He looked for a reaction in any of them, but even though a few looked over, they never once commented on what they saw or paid him any more attention than if he'd been sat there normally. "As for handling it myself. Well, that's what I have you for, isn't it?"
"Typical." Juniper rolled her eyes. "Children always wanting their mother to handle everything. Your sisters are the same sometimes."
"Somehow, I doubt they are," he mumbled, reaching for her. Today, she was still in her dressing gown, a white, fluffy number she probably intended to relax in after breakfast. Jaune's hands flew to the knot, undoing and letting it fall to her feet. The gown fell open, exposing her body in all its glory.
When she made to kneel, he stopped her.
"I want everyone to be able to see. Lay on your back on the table."
"A table is for breakfast, honey." Despite her words, she stepped in front of him and lowered her round ass onto the table, spreading her legs wide, revealing her hairy sex in all its glory. It had never bothered him before, but now that he'd seen his sisters, if only briefly, it did.
"Don't you ever shave?"
"I do when your father is coming home. There's not much point otherwise."
"I want you to shave after this. Trim it. Keep it trimmed for me."
"Jaune," Juniper laughed, scandalised. "That's not something you tell your mother to do."
Gods. She was scandalised by his words while she was naked on the table in front of him spread wide and ready for him to fuck her. It went to show how some things hadn't changed, even if others had.
"Then I have a problem," he said. "I don't like you being too hairy. Trim it."
Juniper's face fell blank for a brief second, before she smiled and nodded. "Okay."
"Good." Licking his lips, Jaune stood and positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her folds. As always, it teased him more, driving him wild. He looked to his sisters, all eating breakfast with no care in the world for what was happening. "Is no one going to say anything? No one going to comment on the fact I'm poised to fuck our mother in front of you?"
"You doing anything after school today, Lavender?" Hazel asked.
"I have a flute class." Lavender groaned. "It's so boring."
"Guess not," Jaune said, slipping himself inside his mother's warm pussy. "Oh yeah. Hm." Juniper took him inside so easily, and with all the experience he was getting, he was able to savour it all without nearly collapsing. With her sat up in front of him, he gripped one of her tits and said, "Kiss me."
Juniper obliged, knowing it would help with the problem of his arousal. Their tongues wrestled, him forcing his into her mouth while she tried to kiss him better, to make something of the mess he was creating. He wasn't in the mood to let her and simply took his pleasure in the wrongness of it. The deviance.
Breaking the kiss, he pushed her down harshly, banging her against the table so hard the bowls rattled.
"Hey. Careful." Saphron said.
"Sorry dear. Your brother can be very rough when he's having sex with me."
No reaction, of course. They would ignore mom's oddities too. Perfect. Jaune gripped her thighs and brought them up to the table to give him a better angle into her. Thrusting hard, he buried himself up to his balls and started to pound the forty-five-year-old woman on the middle of the dining room table in the middle of breakfast.
The girls paid no attention to their mother's naked body, her wildly wobbling tits or the wet slap off his balls impacting against her. Even when he brought a foot up onto Rose's chair, nearly pushing her off, so that he could fuck her harder, his older sister simply moved over a little to make space for him.
"They don't even care. They don't even care that I'm fucking you in front of them." Mirth bubbled up inside and he let out a loud laugh. "This is amazing! This is incredible!"
Wild-eyed, he focused on Rose beside him, who was just dipping down to eat some cereal. He lowered his head to her level, still fucking his mother's pussy raw, but nearly cheek to cheek with her.
"Hey Rose. How's it going? What you up to later?"
"Not bad." She grinned his way. "And I'm hanging out with some friends at the mall. You?"
"Dunno. I'm thinking I'll hang around here. Maybe fuck mom in the ass. I've been wanting to ever since I made her a slave to my cock."
Rose laughed. "That's nice."
"Yeah. It is, isn't it? It's nice that mom is right here spreading her legs for me. Nice that I've got my cock buried inside her cunt."
"Hm."
"What do you think, Saphron? Is it nice I'm fucking mom in front of you?"
"Hm. What?" Saphron looked up from her scroll distractedly. "Oh yeah. Real nice. Sorry, Terra is texting me."
"Are you and that nice girl still going out, dear?" Juniper asked between gasps. Her upper body was knocked back with every thrust into her and her hands were linked behind her head, holding the table's edge right next to Saphron to keep her in place. Her huge tits were shaking left and right, and yet she still managed to sound perfectly normal.
"Yeah. I think we might be going serious."
"That's wonderful, dear!"
"Well done, Saph."
"Yeah. Nice one."
"I like her; she's nice."
"Yeah." Jaune grunted, grabbing one of Juniper's tits and playing with the nipple. "Nice one, sis. Hope – ah, fuck – hope it works out for you."
Saphron blushed and looked embarrassed. "You guys…"
Everyone at the table laughed.
Jaune laughed the loudest.
The control, the power, the fact that he could get away with this in front of them all. It was all so sickeningly wrong, and yet he couldn't bring himself to think it. It felt too good. It felt right. No. The very face it felt wrong was what made it so incredible.
"Fuck, mom! You're such a horny slut!"
"Really, Jaune-"
"Say it! I want you to say it."
Juniper both sighed and moaned at the same time. "I'm not about to-"
"I have a problem, mom. The problem is that you won't call yourself a horny slut."
Juniper smiled and leaned back on the table. "I'm a horny slut, Jaune."
"Y-Yeah." He pumped into her harder, feeling his cock growing, threatening to burst. "Tell your daughters."
"Girls, I'm a horny slut."
"You go, mom."
"Can I have some more cereal, mom?"
"You'll have to wait until your brother is finished with me, Lavender."
His youngest sister looked his way. "Okay. Can you finish soon, big brother?"
He did then and there. Wanting to make it even better, Jaune forced his cock out a second before he came. He hadn't even gotten out from between her knees when he shot his load, cumming up onto his mother's chest and leaving some drops of sperm on her bush. "Ah! Ah! That's so good."
"Jaune." Juniper said as more cum splattered on her heaving breasts. "You're making a mess!"
It was on the third load that his cock twitched a little harder. Still excited, it bobbed up, shooting his cum up and over Juniper's head. He tried to shout a warning, but it happened mid-orgasm and it was all he could do to stare in horror.
His cum splashed onto Saphron's face, directly on her right cheek. It dripped down her chin, some even falling into the cereal itself with a soft splash.
A thick glob of it hit her spoon directly, right as she was bringing it up to her mouth.
"Saph!"
"Hm?" Saphron looked across at him, over her mother's naked form. The spoon dangled from her mouth, his cum mixed with milk and cereal inside. She swallowed and removed it, licking the instrument clean before asking, "What's wrong?"
Naked from the waist down and his cock twitching, Jaune could only stare at her.
"That… That was hot."
"What was?"
Jaune came back to the real world, suddenly aware that everyone was watching them. His sexual high slipped away, leaving him looking down on his mom's wet snatch and flushed skin. He'd only meant to test it. To make sure his sisters wouldn't get him in trouble.
Covering his crotch, Jaune sat down, red faced. "N-Nothing."
The girls rolled their eyes and went back to their food. Juniper caught her breath on the table, laid flat on her back with her feet spread on either side of him.
"Um. Saph?"
"Yes?"
"You've got something…" He touched his cheek. "A little… uh… milk, I think. On your cheek."
"Oh." Saphron swept a finger over her cheek, collecting the sticky semen. Without a second's thought, she popped her finger in her mouth and sucked it dry. "Thanks, Jaune."
"Yeah…" Jaune swallowed and tried not to feel the thrill of excitement he already was. His flagging cock twitched, and his heart beat a little faster. Closing his eyes, he forced himself to look away. "No problem…"
There was no denying the temptation. He hoped he'd be strong enough to resist it.
He wasn't…