I'm Mike – 6'2" – 170 pounds – 18 year old last summer. Light brown hair, blue eyes, moustache. I'm a fitness instructor, so I have to look and act the part. Once a loner, now a sex magnet, it seems! Lost half my little willie when I was 6 and had a donor organ grafted in place of mine last year. It's complete with a micro-computer in a sack to resemble a testicle and there are multiple electrodes from it to various parts of my genitals. Hence a bionic cock – complete with remote control!
Mum is adorable. Angela – Angie usually or Angel, as my dad calls her. She's 37 this year. 'Come-to-bed' eyes, 36D tits with nipples to die for, lovely hips, curvy bum and long slim legs. Had me at 19 but my sister was born when mum was only 16.
Dad – very much the same build as me – same hair, eyes and moustache too. Very fit through healthy living and eating. GSOH as the adverts say. He's a Sales Director and away from home too much.
Sis – Sharon – very edible!! Busty like mum but slimmer. Blue eyes like dad and me. 5'6" with never-ending legs. Three years older than me. Graphic designer by trade. Own home and car – very good catch for someone one day.
On the almost empty bus coming home I had a few minutes to think ahead. Dad was away overnight again so mum should be at home and almost certainly willing to accommodate me – I was certainly willing and eager to entertain her! As I put my ticket in my pocket, I found my remote control. I pulled it out and looked at it and scanned the buttons, although actually I didn't need to do so – I pretty well knew them off by heart now.
'Now, what's the best setting?' I thought, 'mum seems to like some extra length and I like extra stimulation and we both like loads of come – so I'll press those three.' I chuckled quietly as I made my plans. 'That one and that one and that one,' I said to myself – and unconsciously, I pressed each button!
"Aaaagh!" I cried – immediately covering my mouth as a couple of the other passengers looked my way. "Sorry – cramp! I said and fortunately no-one else was close to me because instead of cramp I had an enormous erection that tingled with excitement.
"No – no – no" I mouthed, "Default – quick." I pressed the button and I instantly began to feel its effects. No longer was I in an 'I'm ready to screw anything' mode – I was coming back to normal.
But my cock, once having been enlarged, was very slow to deflate and I realised that I was going to have to get off the bus carrying little except a very large package – in my pants!
Somehow I made it – by ringing for the bus to stop and then almost sprinting down the bus and out of the door! Thank heavens the street was pretty quiet. I walked the short distance to our home and decided to use the garden door to enter the house from the back – it saved me walking around the corner.
I unhitched the gate, opened it, closed it behind me and headed across the path towards the patio. And there I saw mum, lounging back on her sun bed, topless! 'Hey – we're off to a good start!' I thought. My approach was from behind her head and as she was wearing a floppy sun hat, she wouldn't have seen me anyway. I felt my cock lurch a bit as it too appreciated the pretty sight.
I walked silently up behind her and reached over her shoulders – and lowered each palm onto a breast, each of which I squeezed – and pinched each nipple too!
"What the fuck!" the woman said, jumping up, tearing herself away from my hands and covering herself with a towel – and oh my god – it wasn't mum, it was my sister, Sharon!
"Ohhhh shiiiit!" I said.
"Mike – what the fuck were you thinking of?" she said.
"I thought you were mum," I said without thinking.
"What do you mean?" said Sharon "is it ok to grab mum then?"
I just didn't know what to say – whatever I said would drop me in it, big time!
"I was playing," I said, "I was being stupid, I guess. I'm sorry Sharon. It just was that mum and I were sunbathing the other week and she went topless and....."
"So you thought you'd take it a bit further, did you?"
I looked down at my feet, for lack of anything more intelligent to do – and actually, that move was far from intelligent, as it happened.
Sharon, who so far had been glaring at my face, now sort of followed my gaze....
"Got you all excited, did it?" she said, her gaze now fixed on my groin. "So you copped a feel of my tits and got a hard on, did you?"
"No – honestly I'm not hard" I said.
"Well, what's that lump then?"
"That's just me!" I said, suddenly realising that my cock was still in a somewhat 'enhanced' state.
"You must have grown a bit then; well, quite a bit," she said, "last time I saw you your package was nowhere near that size."
She considered her statement – "Actually, the last time I really saw you was over a year ago and before your op and then your package was pretty small really. I know I saw you back in April – what, four months ago – but I was flying through and I didn't see the 'real' you!" She chuckled. "But that looks all real to me now! Wow! I'm actually impressed."
"Shut up Sharon," I said, "It's only a bulge, quit making me embarrassed."
"Ok, but we haven't finished....." she said enigmatically......
She sat down on the lounger again.
"That was some welcome, I must say, but let's be adult about this. My tits are going to get brown and you're going to have to put up with them being on show occasionally. You also leave them alone – understand? And for your information, I've come back home for a month or thereabouts while my place has some new wiring done – I can't live without electricity, so it was easier to get out for a while. Then, when all that's done, I'm having it decorated.....which is why I'm here for a month. Sorted?"
"Wow, sis!" I said, "What a speech! Ok – I accept it all, so you can uncover yourself again. I didn't see your car, by the way."
"You came in the back way didn't you – well, I'm parked round the front, idiot!" she said, sticking her tongue out at me.
"Yeah – alright – I should have thought. Sorry. But can I pretend I've only just come in and say 'hello' and welcome back' which is what I should have done."
"Sure bruv – and thank you. Now come and join me and we can do some catching up....." she said as she leaned back on her lounger, once again uncovering her generous charms. I'd never really considered my sister as interesting material, but now I was having trouble concentrating on what I was doing and where I was looking. She smiled at me and winked! 'What's she up to?' I wondered.
I eased myself back onto the other lounger and tried to relax, but something was hard and awkward in my pocket. I fished around and pulled out my door keys – and my remote control. I put them on the low table between us.
"What's that?" questioned Sharon, "Oh, of course, it must be the controller for your inbuilt computer, isn't it? What a great idea!"
I blushed somewhat as it was still a delicate subject between family members (except mum and I, of course!)
"Yeah, it is," I said, "I've just come back from hospital where they've been tweaking the interactions – dunno what really, but they seem to know what they're doing."
I kept it vague, hoping she'd find something else to talk about, but she kept on.....
"Actually, apart from not having seen you for a while, I had been told to keep things kind of low key so not to embarrass you, but since we're on our own, come on, tell me what they've done. Does everything work" and she gestured, "down there?"
