Your Mom isn't buying Amy's story
From Torg Adventure
Your mom gives Amy an exasperated look. "Really, Amy? Haven't you learned your lesson yet? I almost fell for your bullshit story about your brother raping you this morning. You aren't fooling me again."
Amy looks discouraged at her mom's response, but isn't giving up. "But mom, just look at him! He's got a huge erection, just like he did when he spanked me the first time!" She points at her stomach. "He even got some of his cum on my stomach the last time!"
"I don't think a little sperm on your stomach is going to hurt you, Amy," your mom answers. "Especially given where we all saw him leave it earlier."
Amy glances involuntarily down past her stomach. "I didn't want him to do that either. I told him to stop, but he didn't. That's why I screamed. I only had sex with him to keep him away from Keiko."
Your mother looks a little confused. "You had sex with your brother just to keep him away from your friend? I think Keiko can take care of herself. If she ends up as Max's girlfriend, then I think that's wonderful for the both of them."
Amy looks a little angry now. "But I want Keiko to be my girlfriend!"
"Oh..." Your mom looks surprised. "I didn't know you were bisexual, Amy."
"I'm not bi!" Amy says exasperatedly. "I'm a lesbian."
Your mother stares at Amy for a few seconds. "Amy, you are not a lesbian."
"I am too!" Amy says loudly. "Why can't you accept that?"
"Because, Amy," your mom begins. "I don't think a complete lesbian would have an orgasm from being spanked by a man. And I saw you and Max on the recording. You didn't look like a lesbian on that. Nor did you look like one when I came in the room and you were cumming from having a man's cock in you."
Amy's face turns a little red. "Just because I came doesn't mean I like having sex with a man." She looks at you. "I really don't like having sex with men. Having Max do that to me was about the worst ordeal I have been through."
Your mother looks at Amy, then at you. She looks back at Amy. "So having sex with your brother felt like a punishment to you?"
"Yes!" Amy says emphatically. The look on her face appeared to indicate that she felt her mother was finally getting it.
Your mother crossed her legs under the blanket. "Then perhaps the best punishment for everything you've done recently is to make you have sex with him again."
Amy apparently can't believe what she's hearing. "What?"
"You heard me, young lady. I've decided that your punishment will be letting Max have sex with you again."
"You can't be serious!" Amy looks at you, wide-eyed. "He's my brother. You're supposed to be keeping us from sleeping together, and stuff like that."
"Well, I obviously failed on that part," your mom says. "So it doesn't make matters any worse if it happens again, I guess." She glances at your boner, still poking against your shorts. "And as you pointed out, Max is all excited now. If a woman gets a man all worked up like that, she should really do the right thing and take care of it."
Amy's not the only ones shocked by your mom's words, although you're shocked in a much more positive way. You'd always known that your mom had kind of a wider, more liberal view to sex than most people, especially given the unique circumstances of your family, but what she was saying now was going far beyond that. Again, you suspected part of it was hormones. You had overheard stories of your mom and Aunt Karen talking of past pregnancies, and the strange things both of them had done then.
Amy looks at her mother in complete disbelief. "You can't make me do this."
"Don't push me, young lady," your mother says sternly. "I could have Max make you do this. You called 'rape' on him once when it wasn't true. It would be karma if your not-so-little lie became truth."
Amy pales. "You'd actually have Max do that to me? Your own daughter?"
Your mom sighs. "Probably not, although it does have it merits. But don't test me, young lady." She regards Amy coolly for a moment. "It's probably enough if I threaten you again with taking your computer away for good."
Amy looks even more pale at the thought of losing her computer. "Mom!"
"And that's not all, Amy," your mom continues. "I cut off your college money. You can get a job and pay for it yourself."
Amy's shoulder's slump. She's never had to work before. You suspect the idea of having sex with you again was looking less horrible in her eyes.
"If I did it," she starts out tentatively, licking her lips. "It would be right now, then?"
"Right now," your mom confirms. "At least for the first time."
"First time?" Amy does a double-take. "I'd have to sleep with him more than once?"
"Until I feel you've been adequately punished, since one time may not be enough." Your mother crosses her arms. "Or if you deserve punishment again in the future."
"So Max gets time alone with me to do whatever her wants, until I learn my lesson?" Amy still seems to be trying to a get a grasp of the crazy situation that was unfolding. You were still trying to absorb it all too. Things were going far better than expected.
"Well, not exactly 'alone'," you mom said. "I would have to watch."
"Watch us have sex?" Amy seems to be finding new ways to express shock with her facial expressions. "Watch your two children do it with each other? That would be too humiliating to me..."
"And maybe that's exactly the lesson you need to stop you from spying on other people." She looks at Amy. "I'm sure that if you're recorded enough of my room, you've seen me in some pretty embarrassing positions."
Your sister turns a little red now, your mom's words apparently bring back memories of videos she had watched of your mother. It's not like your mother didn't bring men home, up until she found out she was pregnant again.
Amy shakes her head slowly. It wasn't in negation to your mother's offer, but more an attempt to reject the entire situation she was in.
"I... I need more time to think." She gulps a little and then starts rhythmically sucking in air. You suspect it's something she picked up from her interest in Eastern Cultures.
"Time is a luxury, Amy," your mom tells her. "You'll learn that as you get older." She looks at you. "And Max is starting to lose a little of his hardness." She turns back towards Amy. "I'll make you a deal, Amy. You have as long as it takes to suck your brother's cock to orgasm to make up your mind."
Running out of outraged facial expressions to make, Amy just stares blankly at her mother. "What does me giving my own brother a blowjob accomplish?"
"It buys you time, which you said you needed more of," your mom reminds her. "And it also accomplishes the noble goal of never leaving a man unsatisfied, once you've made him horny."
Amy manages a sigh and the rolling of her eyes. "You make it sound like women have a duty to take care of the sexual needs of men."
"My dear Amy, any further decision time you spend from now on better include you doing something friendly to Max's cock. Otherwise, decision time is over, and I'll make a decision that best suits my whims at the time." You mom looks at you. 'Or maybe I will let Max make the decision, that best suits his whims at the time. Maybe he'd be more focused on getting his own style of revenge, rather than what your mother may come up with."
Amy looks at you, your mother's words echoing in both of your heads. She grabs your cargo shorts and drags them down unceremoniously. Which is too had, because you would have liked there to be a little bit of fanfare any time your cock was unveiled.
"Can I just give him a handjob while I think this over," Amy asks? She puts her hand on your cock softly.
"You better start with something," you mom tells her. "But I told you how it has to end."
Amy starts running her fingers up and down your shaft. "Right. With this thing in my mouth."
"Unless you'll willing to make a choice between your two options right now that is."
Amy starts stroking your cock gently with her hand. "But they're two equally unbearable options. Ongoing sex with my brother, with my mother watching, or the loss of my computer and college money." She absentmindedly strokes your cock harder, most of her attention diverted to weighing options in her head.
"So, worse case scenario:," Amy recites, thinking aloud. "I say no the dirty, incestual sex that I never should been a part of in the first place, and my whacked out mom orders my pervo brother to rape me... to teach me a lesson." She doesn't sound terribly worried when she said this. Either she isn't as opposed to being forced into sex with her brother as she initially said, or, more than likely, she didn't believe that your mom or you would go through with that threat. She moves another hand onto your cock. Despite her lack of real sexual experience with men, her handjob wasn't too bad.
"Or," Amy continues musing. "Instead of going the rape-y route if i tell them no, they just take away my computer and stop paying for college." Of their own accord, her hands begin moving faster on your cock. "Both of which would suck. even more than getting raped."
She gets down on her knees in front of you. "Or Max has messed up incestual sex with me on multiple locations, while presumably our mother watches each time and takes notes or something."
She looks down at the head of your cock. "And while I try to make up my mind, I have to do this." She leans over to take in some of your cock into her mouth. It obviously wasn't what Amy at all wanted to do, but compared to the upcoming alternatives she was considering, it probably didn't affect her as much as it normally would.
Her mouth actually felt quite nice, even inexperienced at it was. She starts sliding it up and down the shaft of your cock, which feels even better, and keeps Amy from talking any more for now.
With Amy's face inconvenient to see at the moment, you see out your mother's. She is watching Amy sucking your cock with far more interest than a mother should under the circumstances, and you're starting to become suspicious of some of the motions you've been seeing under her blanket. She doesn't seem to notice your stare upon her, which is good, as your mom might be embarrassed by what you're able to read from your her body.
You then move your gaze to Amy, as her head bobs up and down on your cock, although without too much enthusiasm. She seems to feel your eyes upon her, because she looks up at you then, still moving her mouth up and down your cock. You see a little bit of anger, mixed with disgust at what she has to do for you right now, and what might come later. Irregardless of what her eyes are communicating to you, it's still not a terrible blowjob.
Your mom seems to disagree though. "Amy, you can do better than that. You're not even trying." Her voice has a disapproving tone.
Amy takes her mouth off of your cock, spit trailing from her lips. "I am too!"
Your mother gestures at your cock. "He's still not even fully hard yet. And you're never going to make him cum at your pace."
Amy's voice gets angry, which you find a little concerning at the moment, since she has your cock held tightly in one hand. "Well, unlike other people here, I don't have a lot of experience with blow jobs."
Now your mom looks angry at the insinuation into her sex life. You suspect her original plan was to coach Amy on giving a better blowjob, but that was before her daughter started talking back. That still might be an option, but you're wondering now if she might now just decide to skip the blowjob and go straight to the punishment, since she was madder at Amy.
Does Mom coach Amy, skip to the punishment, or something else?
