Awakenings Ch. 04

Hmm. I bet "Awakenings, Ch 4" would be there, along with this "Spying on Mom" thing. I love THIS one - all boobs, nipples, teasing and voyeurism. I hope this hack, whoever he is, didn't waste too much time with stuff like "character development" or maudlin diversions to make the characters a bit less fictional than these three; just give me the hot stuff! Must investigate. But later!

The two watched as Marie was once again pulling and twisting her nipples. Schlrrrp, schlrrrp.

"Did you know that there are 2500 nerve endings per square centimeter on your fingertips?"

"Um ... no ... how many on my..."

"I don't know the number, but I've got 10 times whatever that is in my vagina. A little harder please. Nice ... unhh ....

"Anyway, in class, when I'd try to let me mind focus solely on my fingertip rubbing my right nipple, it was like that sensation took over my entire brain - it was - still is, when I do it - awesome. Plus they've found that the nerves from the nipples, the clit, and the vagina all converge in your brain at just about the same point - the 'genital-sensing brain area.' Kind of explains why my clit lights up so fast when I play with nipples."

"Thanks for the biology lesson, Sis, but there's a whole lot of biology going on here that doesn't have to involve my head. I mean my brain, anyway. Looks like Mom is recovering."

"And what about you? My GSBA has registered a distinct drop in sensory input. Do you REALLY think with your tool? Can't process new facts while you keep up the motion? Can you show me you can walk and chew gum at the same time?"

"Anyone ever tell you you're a nerd? A sexy one - a very sexy one - but a nerd!"

"I don't mind what you call me so long as you keep moving. Mmmm. Much better."

Inside, Marie's resolve, along with her nipples, had further stiffened. The second nipple orgasm really did it. If her son liked what he saw, he was more than welcome to look. The erotic thrill of wearing the suit would have been enough with neither kid around, but the concept that John might find his old mother attractive would be a real bonus. She needed to be appreciated. Who knows, she might even try dating again.

Marie lay the bikini on the bed, arranging all of the strands so that she could make sense of it. John, of course, was panting as he watched his mother's boobs hanging down, wobbling with every movement. He knew they were a D cup (he'd checked her bra size the same day he'd checked on Kelli's), but knowing that and seeing them in the flesh was two different things.

John pulled Kelli's nipples out to the side a few more times, but it was .. um .. hard to know where to focus. Slap! Convulse, convulse, pause, repeat.

With her nipples throbbing (two orgasms is enough for now, my precious nips - the kids are certainly wondering what's taking so long, and I'll get back to you, I promise), Marie took the two ends meant to go around her rib cage. Putting the cups (or rather, the cloth triangles) behind her, she glanced down between her breasts to make the first tie. Swiveling the top around (again, John had to pause the hip action between him and his sister as he watched his mother's hands pushing her tits out of the way, the backs of her hands mounding the abundant flesh and "inadvertently" rubbing her nipples), she next found the neck halter pieces and brought them up, quickly tying them behind her neck.

"Holey crap - the whole underside of her boobs is open to the world!"

"Pipe down, brother, and get those hands back on my own boobs, and let's have some more hip action. God, my - our - juices have run down to my knees." Schlrrrp, schlrrrp.

With the halter tied, Marie looked in the mirror and adjusted the four strips of fabric connecting the base of the triangles with the band around her rib cage. While her areolas were fully covered, her nipples were poking through the thin fabric like tent poles. She couldn't resist giving them a quick tug.

"You know, Sis, when I spied on you getting into and out of your bikini, I thought that was the best. You should check out the loads of sperm I've left under your window! Then when we were in the pool, and you pulled me inside you and then Mom popped out and you held my dick in your pussy while you talked with her like nothing was going on - I could not imagine anything more erotic!

But now, here I am - my tool plunging the depths of your cunt, my hands holding your amazingly firm tits, my fingers tweaking your nipples - AND the two of us are watching Mom play with her own nipples - could it possibly get any better?"

"By the way - while I love being inside you, playing with your boobs, teasing your nipples, and watching Mom - what's in it for you?"

"Well, YOUR 'in it' for me, and I love what you do to my nipples. But as for Mom, we've started to get really close. Right, do that to my nipples again - mmm. She's lonely, and I'm hoping that wearing the suit will be a step toward getting her out of her shell."

You know, Orv thought, that's all I really hope for for Kath, too.

"Plus, I have to admit, I kind of like watching her play with her body - I've been sort of pretending that I was doing what she was doing to myself. And I'm DEFINITELY going to try licking my own nipples!"

John had only minutes more to wait for an answer as to whether it could get better. Marie decided that, on closer inspection, the halter needed to be tied a little tighter - it would give more lift to her bountiful boobs. Plus it would show more underboob. When she finished retying the halter, she thought, now that's better - deeper cleavage above, more breast flesh below.

Then, just to see what might happen if she dove in the pool, she raised both arms straight over her head. The result took her breath away - not to mention that of her kids.

Oh, my! she thought. Looking in the mirror, she could see that the lower half of both areolas had slid from beneath the triangles - and lowering her arms had left them exposed. It seemed that her very, very stiff nipples, now just above the edge of the lower border of the patches, was all that had kept the fabric from slipping higher (or her boobs slipping lower, depending on your points of view). I'll have to be careful about that. Or, well, we'll see how the afternoon goes. Son, I'll be looking for a bulge in your swim shorts - love me, love my boobs, love my areolas, love my nipples.

"That is SOOOO sexy," both brother and sister whispered, both now just an extra plunge from release. Somehow, while naked was awesome, it was even more erotic to be WEARING something designed to cover the sensitive (oh, so sensitive!) parts and then find that they weren't really covered! "Mom, I've always loved you, but I really, really love your boobs, and your areolas and nipples are amazing," whispered John.

"I know how you feel, John," Orv whispered, putting himself in John's spot and seeing Kath's boobs and nipples in his mind. "Sure makes me wish I had a sister, though."

Then, thinking of Kath, he added another note in the text:

MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS I LOVE HER AND THINK SHE'S PRETTY

"So - do you love her boobs, areolas and nipples more than mine?" Kelli taunted, with an extra wiggle of her rear end.

"Oh ... hold on ... Whew! Another mini. Well, you are both pretty awesome, but what can I say? I'm deep in YOUR cunt, I'm holding YOUR boobs, and I'm twisting YOUR nipples - not much of a contest, right? Plus your areolas kind of mound up, which I find extra erotic."

"I guess I'll let you get away with that answer - for now. Now pull my nipples out wide one more time." Slap! Schlrrrp, schlrrrp.

Hmm, what if I were to bounce on the diving board, Marie thought. What might that do?

"You are awesome, John. But can you try one more thing? First, I want you to pull your tool NEARLY all the way out. ... Oh, yeah, your dick head feels so fat at my entrance. Did I say to push it back in? Okay. Now, I want you to pull my boobs out wide again, but hold on tight to those nips. Mmmm - nice. Now, when I count to three, pull hard so my nipples pop free, and at the same time, ram your dick home, then grab my nips again as quick as you can."

"That sounds real hot, Sis, but that might be too much."

"Again, a risk I'm ready to take right now. Ohhh, I do love when you twist my nips.

Inside, Marie lowered her arms and bent her legs. What happened next was burnt into John's permanent long term memory.

"One."

To start her hop, Marie quickly straightened her legs. The inertia of her tits caused them to lag, creating an even bigger bulge of boob below the bikini. Still, her nipples clung to the seam at the bottom of the triangles. Her feet left the floor.

"Two."

As Marie passed the top of her hop and started to descent, the reverse happened. Her boobs lagged behind her torso on the way down, creating an unreal profile - much like the shape of Kelli's boobs when buoyed by water back in the pool.

Then, Marie touched down, but with more acceleration on her boobs than at the start of her jump. The breast flesh bulged further and further out below the overstressed nipple patches.

"Three!"

Finally, it all came together:

Kelli's nips slipped from John's fingers, shooting another signal to her pussy. Her boobs slapped together, harder than before.

John plunged his sopping, schlrrrping iron-hard dick into Kelli's pussy as hard and as deep as he could.

And as Marie watched her boobs in the mirror and the kids watched through the window, the tiny patches of cloth gave up their hold on her super hard nipples, though the edge of the fabric gave them an incredible caress as they popped free.

"Oh, god," said Marie, collapsing on the bed in full nipple orgasm. Nothing mini this time.

"Oh, god," said both John and Kelli, who had unwittingly timed their erotic experiment to coincide with Marie's nipple release and orgasm - the haystack that broke the camel's back, as it were, of their hope of holding off from coming.

Kelli clung to the window sill to keep from falling. But there was no controlling the muscles deep inside her, which milked and milked, and milked John's throbbing rod.

John flailed with his hands and managed to catch Kelli's rebounding boobs and then her nipples all the while erupting inside her. Hot jets of jism kept spurting and spurting and spurting into her pulsating love tunnel, bathing her cervix for what felt like two full minutes.

"Oh, god," whispered Orv, as he, too, could hold back no more, filling his foreskin to bursting with his own seed. Despite clenching the end of his foreskin, it capacity was exceeded and his semen dripped to the floor.

The rest of the world had disappeared, blotted out by the intensity of the feelings and hormones pounding through their bodies. The three [four, counting Orv] were left panting, each reliving those final minutes, not even caring to think about what to do next.

Orv closed the laptop, cleaned himself up, and crawled in the bed. He looked at the old style clock radio - late, but not as late as he feared. He set the alarm to give him time to watch Kath shower in the morning, then turned off the light and rolled over. With his release, he was able to quickly drift into a dreamless sleep. Not! His dreams were full of images of boobs and nipples, and of catching glimpses of them through nightgowns, windows, and mirrors. He couldn't wait for morning.

[And now, finally, Chapter 2 fits into the timeline here!]