Play it slow, for fuck’s sake
From Create Your Own Story
Though those toes are close enough to suck on, you hold yourself back. The cocktail of hormones you have flowing in Brandon’s bloodstream makes it difficult to resist, but you want this to be perfect. You order Valerie her own special breakfast, some gourmet vanilla cake and a milkshake to drink, and she happily goes to town.
It’s never enough to keep her satisfied. Once the mother is up, you get them both more and more. You also encourage them to keep up with wine to kill any lingering inhibitions. They oblige by consuming it all and chatting idly about whatever crosses their mind.
Val stays up with you both until 4 am, late enough to see you go into your mother’s bedroom. When she asks why, you shrug. “To sleep? You can come if you want.”
A moment later, she does, and to make certain you don’t scare her off just yet, you let her snuggle into Jessica from the front. Of course, you spoon her from behind, taking care to wrap your arms around her belly and enjoy the soft scent of her skin all night long, your cock pushed firmly against her ass.
When Val stays home Tuesday too, you know you have her, and you fall into the routine. A steady convoy of food delivery men feeds Val’s growing appetite, and you can already see results after a week. Her tits, already a DD minimum, begin to stretch the soft fabric of her pajamas more and more, straining the buttons of her shirt. Her ass follows suit, gleefully packing on what you give her.
She grows more comfortable with you both as well. Where once she deliberately sat on her own, she now sprawls across one or both of you. You’ve ended up lying on top of her more than once. Other times, she gets to Jessica before you, and if you didn’t know better you would say she was taking advantage of your mom’s massive tits herself. Your favorite is when they both lay back with their feet in your lap; before long, Val joins Jessica in letting for you rub them.
And as you do, you plant all the same seeds in Val’s mind. She’s overworked, and she deserves this, and she’s also mommy’s little angel. The little moans of pleasure you get from the foot rubs could send you into climax, and you can tell every day she’s becoming more and more addicted to this lifestyle.
- Start touching her more overtly, to build up the idea that it’s normal
- Use their laziness and gluttony to trash the house
- Rope Val into a patented tickle fight
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| 12th Grade Boy |
