She knows it was you
From Torg Adventure
Your mother comes out of the storage room and you notice she has fire in her eyes. I'm dead, you think. Your sisters and Dad are busy with dealing with the heat. Mom walks to you, and you wonder if she's going to hit you or just scream for Dad. As she approaches, she looks at you with a wicked grin and winks. Your jaw drops and you can't speak.
"You naughty boy!" she says in a low voice you find really sexy. You notice the bumps of her nipples through her shirt, and she smells like sex. "I knew it couldn't be your father, since he's impotent from his diabetes. That leaves you as the only cock in the world, as far as we're concerned." She puts her hand on your chest as she speaks to you, gazing at you with lust.
You get your voice back and say, "I couldn't help myself. It's so hot, and you were there naked, your beautiful tits on display. You're just too damn sexy, Mom." You reach for her breast and give it a squeeze. She closes her eyes and moans softly.
"I'll make a deal with you, {firstname}," she says. "Keep doing that every chance we get, and I'll keep your father off your back. I realized that I've been denying myself for a long time, and it's time to get my needs met without batteries. Besides, your father keeps all the batteries for other uses." She smiles and licks her lips. "It'll keep us entertained, too. It's boring as hell down here and we all need a release."
"I'd be a fool to turn you down, Mom. You've got a deal."
"Good. To that end, I'm going to see if I can convince your father that we need showers. I'm sure he's going to say we need to double up to save water, so I'm going to double up with you. Then we'll see how you do with an awake woman."
You chuckle and nod, hardly believing what your mother proposed. Images of her when you fucked her float through your head, bringing new blood to your cock.
"I look forward to it."
She leans in and kisses you gently on the mouth, a very un-motherly kiss. She turns and heads to the corner of the bunker your dad inhabits.
You sit on your bunk, your mind consumed with images of your mother and sisters naked.
What next?
