All actors portrayed in the story are above the age of 18
Mom gave me a smile and rubbed me from the shoulder blades to the small of my back. With a sigh she looked over the food and picked a small tomato from the salad.
"Wow, you two are lovy now?" Ellaine said. She strutted across the floor without socks wearing an overly small t-shirt and panties.
Mom shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. "Get pants on, you're not in your private dorm anymore."
Ellaine plopped herself down in a bar stool at the island and popped a cherry in her mouth.
Mom folded her arms and said, "You know if you're going to dress like that, at least help me out and wear some of my prototypes."
Ellaine eyed up another cherry and nodded her head. "Yeah I can do that."
Ellaine twirled around on the stool and followed mom into the guest room, which now housed three sewing machines, a giant slippery table and crates of lingerie. The garage was now our shipping center and the living room was my photo studio, along with part of the garage.
So where was the escalade and dad's new pickup during the last hail storm? Naturally on the driveway, he wasn't too happy about that.
A sigh left my mouth as I stirred spices into a homemade BBQ sauce. I was going to own that wood cooker hell or high water. Mom was supportive, but she started to keep frozen pizza ready at all times.
It was a moment of peace for me, stirring, mixing and tasting. Since Ellaine got back from university she was, well, a bitch. She was always hot headed, but now she was something else. She had picked up a chip on her shoulder, or she was having more issues than she wanted to admit about mom and dad.
Ellaine laughed at the top of the stairs, she wore a triangle bikini, close to a micro, with a brazilian scrunch for the bottom. I knew it well, I photographed mom then undressed her wearing the same model. Mom on the other hand had a thin short robe, over a purple baby doll. She adjusted the top exposing her chest before folding up the front and tying it shut. I already knew what she wore on the bottom and it wasn't much.
I leaned over the counter and looked down over the food. "Ah, fuck me." I hissed.
I grabbed the sauce and headed out to the deck, away from the two beautiful, scantily clad women. Last thing I needed was Ellaine saying "Mom, Ken has an erection... again." Tonight was steak, I figured I better give chicken a break.
Mom brought me a beer and seeing her in lingerie was an everyday thing now. Ellaine on the other hand, that was not an everyday event.
A year at university had filled her out. Her breasts were larger, her ass rounder and she had lost the too young appearance of a highschool girl. She was a very attractive woman now. That switch that once told me 'No' was turned off.
To my lustful pleasure she joined me and mom out on the deck, laying on the lounge chair and stared out into the dark town lights.
A light breeze swirled the smoke around the grill and the smell of spiced beef filled the air. That same breeze licked and played at the hairs around Ellaines breasts and face. Lost in thought she held the bottle to her lips.
Mom caught me looking and gave me a friendly tap on the crotch with a sideways glance. "Ones enough."
"Huh?" Ellaine said.
"Nothing, just teasing Ken about his beer." she said. She squeezed my back and said, "Pay attention to your steak, it's almost done. Let's eat outside tonight."
Ellaine looked over her shoulder at me with her head on the back of the chair. "I heard you started riding again."
"A little, I've been riding dad's horse, just to give mom company." I said.
"Hmmm, maybe we can all go when mom's new horse arrives?" Ellaine said.
I nodded my head and turned my attention back to the grill. It was hard to not look at her. Her stomach was flat and smooth. Her belly button wrinkled under skin and this was the most skin I had ever seen her expose. To my surprise, she seemed quite comfortable with it.
Supper was difficult, at this point even with me being used to mom's cleavage the two of them were too much. My eyes drifted and my mind wandered from the conversation. Eventually I resigned to staring at the corner of the table or lights outside until everyone finished.
My meal got complimented and we all retired to our rooms of choice. By 10 I was in bed, asleep, sated from a short relieving masturbation session. I didn't even need a video, the shower was fine along with memories of Ellaine and mom.
Still sleeping was a horor. Several times I woke up with the same nightmare each time continuing where it left off. The pale creature crawled over the log. At first only the top of its head showed, followed by dark hollow eyes. Its long slender fingers slid over the log and pulled its body up and over. No mouth, no nose, only eyes and a pale husk of a human corpse.
In an effort to flee I entered my old school. Ellaine wore a cheerleader dress, which was odd because she never joined the cheerleading squad. Without much thought I took her around the waist and held her. My cock was hard and it slid under her dress and between her ass. Still behind me that thing watched. Angered it followed me, I turned around and kicked at it.
"Hey, hey, Ken, it's just me." mom said.
Her voice pulled me from the dark dream, back into my room. The bed sheet was thrown, and the moon light lit the corner of my desk. My heart pounded as I tried to sit up in bed. A hot, soft sensation swallowed my cock and my hip flinched. At first I thought it was Ellaine, but as I came too I recalled mom's voice.
Mom straddled my right leg and held my erect cock in her hand. Her tongue traced the underside of my penis. Like hot coals her tongue felt tiny in comparison to her whole mouth. It grew chilled in the night air, exposed and wet. Then like a warm velvet blanket it was engulfed by her mouth.
A moan slipped from my throat and I fell back on to my pillow. Her warm skin crushed down on my leg and her crotch pressed into the top of my foot. Her two supple breasts flowed over my thigh, rising and flopping down as she worked my cock with her hands and mouth.
The sensation caused my legs to move, grinding into her body, and the other into the bedsheets. Our hands met and clenched each other on my abs. I convulsed and pushed my cock into her throat. Her hands tightened and she pulled up for air.
Still half asleep my cock was denied, but not for long. She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head and straddled it. As the tip entered her, she lowered herself down onto my hips in one motion.
"Fuck your so hard." She purred.
"Oh my god." I whispered.
In the moonlight her silhouette bounced on top of me. Her breasts accented as her hourglass figure girated. Her arms raised, I could only imagine the look of her face. Then a long moan as her stomach tightened.
Her body shuttered and her knees tightened together. In that moment of pause, her pussy tugged at my bare cock inside of her. She bit down on her index finger and hissed. Her thighs hardened and hips rose off mine.
