A few years had passed since we checked in on John and The Carters. A couple of things had changed, but the important things were mostly the same: lots of hot, nasty sex.
John was still enjoying plenty of pussy, plenty of ass, and plenty of cock thanks to both his family as well as The Club. He was also still close with his best friend Tommy, the two boys fucking and sucking each other often. John had even gotten to enjoy an orgy with Tommy and his parents, Carol and Richard Wilson, a few times.
One prominent change was that John had gotten much closer to Lily, and they were now officially boyfriend and girlfriend. That of course did not preclude them from having sex with other people, but they did spend a lot more time together in their day-to-day lives.
The other item of significance was that today was a special day. John's birthday. To be more precise, it was John's 21st birthday. A special occasion indeed, and one deserving of a very special celebration.
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John looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, admiring the purple satin panties and matching crop top he had put on. He also admired the outlined bulge of his penis within those same panties.
Turning out the light, John left the bathroom and headed down the hallway. His nose led him toward the kitchen, where he could smell something baking. As he entered, John was treated to the view of his mother's backside.
Jasmine was wearing only an apron and a pair of white, cotton panties that tightly hugged the fabulous curves of her buttocks. John felt his manhood twitch as he took in the view.
"Damn, mom." He said. "I swear your ass gets sexier every day."
Jasmine turned around with a big smile.
"Such a sweet boy!" She told her son. "Happy birthday!"
"Thanks." John replied.
They embraced in a quick hug followed by a kiss on the lips as John grabbed a handful of his mother's rear. As they broke the embrace, Jasmine looked her son over.
"Look at those panties. They look so cute on you, honey." Jasmine said.
"Thanks, mom." John replied. "They're super comfy. I think they look really nice on my butt too."
"I've always thought you had a cute little bottom." Jasmine agreed. "It was made for panties."
Jasmine smiled at her son. "And made for cock, too of course. Lots and lots of cock."
John blushed at his mother's compliment.
"Where's dad?" he asked.
"He took your sister to grab some more things for the birthday celebration." Jasmine answered. "We just wanted to make sure we had plenty of everything. The main concern was having plenty of lubricant."
Jasmine winked at her son and John felt his penis getting even more excited.
"Hey mom..." John said, taking hold of the bulge in his underwear. "How about a birthday blowjob?"
"Oh honey." Jasmine replied. "You know how much I love sucking your dick, but your cake is almost done and I don't want it to burn."
"Ok mom."
"Why don't you masturbate?" She asked. "You're more than welcome to play with yourself."
"That's ok." John said, releasing his grasp on his semi-erect cock. "I can wait until later."
"Nonsense." Jasmine protested. "If you have an erection, you should take care of that."
John looked at his mother's ass again. There was no denying that his panties were fighting against his now straining boner.
"You make a good point, mom." John admitted.
He wanted nothing more than to pull down his mother's underwear and ravage her backside. Instead, he simply lowered his own panties a few inches, freeing his throbbing penis. He held his shaft in his left hand and began to slowly stroke himself.
"Can I at least shoot it on you?" John asked.
"It's your birthday. Of course you can cum on me!" Jasmine replied, turning around and holding a bowl and spatula. She began mixing ingredients in the bowl as she stood in front of her son.
Although hidden behind the apron, John could tell his mother's ample breasts were jiggling as she worked on the mixing.
"What are you mixing?" John asked, continuing to stroke his penis.
"Well your cake is in the oven." Jasmine answered. "This is the frosting that'll go on top once the cake is ready."
"I'd be perfectly happy just eating your cake, mom." John told her, referring to giving her a rimjob.
Jasmine smiled. "I bet. I know how much you enjoy licking my ass. Or anyone's ass, really."
"That's true." John admitted, stroking a tad faster now. "I love the taste of a warm butthole."
"I know, sweetie." Jasmine said, continuing to mix up the frosting. "Speaking of tasty warm buttholes... do you think you'll see Lily later? Or maybe Tommy?"
"I don't know yet. Just depends how the day goes." John replied.
"I thought it was really sweet that you wanted to celebrate just with immediate family."
"It's a big birthday." John said. "I just kind of figured it would be nice to spend some quality time with you and dad. And Chanel too, of course."
Jasmine smiled at her son as he continued to play with himself.
"Can you turn around mom?" John asked. "I'm close and I want to shoot it on your ass."
"I have an idea." Jasmine said. "Why don't you cum in this bowl? Then I can mix it into the cake frosting. And I can ask your father to donate a load as well."
The idea of sperm being mixed into the cake frosting excited John. He took a step toward his mother, holding the shaft of his cock.
"That sounds hot, mom."
Jasmine lowered the bowl and held it in front of her son's waist. John aimed his penis and began stroking vigorously, closing his eyes as he ejaculated several spurts of semen into the mixing bowl. After he was done, John wiped the tip of his manhood on the edge of the bowl and pulled his panties back up.
"That was a wonderful amount of cum, sweetheart." Jasmine told him, beginning to mix the sperm into the icing. "I bet your father will he happy to contribute as well."
"I hope so." John said. "Hopefully he saves some for me, too."
"I guarantee you he'll fuck that cute little rear of yours, baby."
Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the oven beeping. Jasmine set the bowl on the counter and put on some oven mitts. John once again fixed his gaze on her perfect buns as she walked to the oven. Opening the door, she bent over and pulled out the cake, setting it on the nearby stovetop. John kept her superb buttocks in view the entire time.
"And I'll get to fuck that sweet ass of yours, too." John suggested. "Right, mom?"
"Yes, honey." Jasmine told him, taking off the oven mitts and setting them aside. She then turned back around to face him. "There will be plenty of opportunities for you to put that cock inside of me and your sister. I promise."
The promise of anal sex pleased John. Before he could say anything more, Steve and Chanel entered the kitchen, setting a few bags down on the kitchen table.
"There's the birthday boy!" Steve said.
"Sweet panties, little bro." Chanel added.
Steve embraced his wife, kissing her and grabbing her ass with both hands. Chanel gave her brother a kiss on the cheek.
"Sorry we're a little late." Steve told them. "Chanel wanted to stop by the video booths for some glory hole action."
"Did you get some cock?" John asked.
