Enjoy Yourselves Pt. 04

hello! thank you for reading. feel free to skip down to the dotted line, this is just a little something i wanted to say beforehand. this story is the third part of an ongoing series. if you want context for what the fuck is going on, go back and read from the beginning. if you don't care, read on.

but first, your good old public service announcement:

I do not believe that incest is a morally right thing to do. I have not nor will I ever have any desire to engage in any kind of sexual activity with any of my immediate family members, and I am appalled that anyone finds their parents or siblings a suitable sexual partner. Or their underage children. Pedophilia is disgusting mental disorder and if that's what you look for in incest porn, get out. Everyone in my pornagraphic works is and will be 18 and above, thank you very much.

i'm back! kind of. it's been a bit, but i finished another section. don't expect another one of these for a while. sorry. i have school.

i'd also like to let y'all know that part five is in the works! it's just nowhere close to being finished!(maybe i can get it done over winter break. no promises tho)

again, sorry!

i'd like to thank everyone who's sticking with the story.(and everyone who's dropped by!) i went out on a limb here and set up some more plot. if that's not your thing, let me know. it seemed interesting at the time, but now i'm not 100% sure. plot in porn always seems like a bit of a gamble, but this will open up more conflict opportunities(makes the sexy scenes hotter, trust me). part five is also using some of these plot elements, so it's too late to change that.

anyway, thank you so much for reading! as always, feel free to leave a comment with your suggestions. i would like to improve my writing with constructive criticism.

- W

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Amanda Wellman laid face down in a puddle of her own juices, a purple dildo jutting halfway out her pussy. Eddy Wellman was sat not three feet away from her, staring up into the sky. His dick was rock hard, it apparently burst out of his speedo while he was sleeping. He hadn't meant to doze off. Fuck, he could barely fall asleep at night, why would he fall asleep in the middle of the day? In direct sunlight, no less.

Eddy was refusing to look at his mother. No. Nope. He should just try and fall back asleep. Then she wouldn't know he'd seen her like that. If he left, she'd know.

His cock throbbed as his mind wandered. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.

He was thinking about it.

Eddy had been woken up by his mother crying out in ecstasy. Not quite a scream, but if any of their neighbor's were watering their flowerbeds right now, they'd think some hardcore fucking was going on at the Wellman household.

Then... Then Amanda had purred his name.

Edd's dick slapped against his stomach. Almost like it was throwing a tantrum.

After a lot of screaming, mewling(he wouldn't be able to get that sound out of his head) moaning, and squirting her juices almost into the pool, Eddy's mother fucked herself into unconsciousness. She still had her butt sticking up in the air.

He took a few deep breaths. This was fine. All he had to do was fall asleep. After a few minutes of controlled breathing, Eddy could feel himself start to relax. Ok. Sleepy thoughts.

"Oh Eddy," His mom cooed in her sleep. "Round two? I don't know... You'll have to convince me."

...He had to get out of here.

Edd sat up, but his chair creaked loudly. He froze. Amanda mumbled something else dreamily. Something about cum. As slowly and carefully as he could, Eddy moved his legs to his right and sat the rest of the way up. The lawn chair still creaked, but much more quietly. He flexed his legs and stuck his arms out in front of himself, not wanting to risk pushing off the chair and making even more noise. He quickly discovered that was a poor decision. Eddy immediately lost his balance and started windmilling his arms. His dick wobbled in front of him, sending flecks of precum everywhere. It actually seemed to act like a counterweight, pulling him forward. Eddy stomped his foot on the ground and steadied himself. He looked at his mother.

Oh boy. He should have tried to get up on the other side of the chair, but he had been so concentrated on not waking her up. Sticking a mile out of his swimsuit, his meaty slab throbbed, firing out another glob of precum. Eddy gasped when it landed directly on his mother's back.

He held his breath and waited for her to wake up. Five seconds passed. Ten seconds. Fifteen. Twenty.

She didn't wake up. He sighed again, relieved.

"Mmmm. You have such a big cock..."

Eddy turned bright red. Was she still talking about him in the dream? Probably. What did she say to Alex? That there wasn't a dick as big as his in a hundred mile radius?

Amanda's hand reached up and started moving the dildo in and out of her pussy again. He paled. Was she awake? "That's it baby, nice and slow..."

No. Another false alarm. She was sleep-fucking herself. Eddy hadn't even known that was possible.

"Fuck me, Eddy."

It would've been so easy to obey his mother's request. She was already in position, soaking wet and ready to go. She probably wouldn't even wake up, she'd just think it was part of the dream. Amanda was practically begging him to do it...

He really, really needed to get out of here.

It took all of his willpower to tear himself away from his mother's phat ass and jog back into the house.

...

Eddy dashed up the stairs, taking two at a time. If he couldn't cum, and his mom was no longer allowed to help him out, what was he supposed to do? Maybe it'd work if he used the scene by the pool as masturbation fuel? No, maybe if he had taken a picture. But he couldn't go back out there. If he went back out there, he'd do more than take a picture. Besides, Eddy felt weird about taking his mom's picture without her permission, especially while she was in such an exposing position.

I don't mind if you watch.

He shook his head. That was taken out of context! He should just go in his room and...

His hand froze on the doorknob. Alex was leaning against the upstairs bathroom door, as if she had just come out. Eddy blanched. That room was on the same side of the house as his room, which meant...

She could see right down into the backyard.

Alex was smirking. "Hey there big bro."

"H-hey..." Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit.

"Breaking rule number two? No flashing, remember?" She pointed to his dick. There was no way it would fit back in his speedo. What had he been thinking? Eddy's massive package barely fit in his underwear, much less a speedo. Of course this was going to happen. What possessed him to think this was a good idea? Eddy vaguely remembered seeing a beautiful, charming smile and a big pair of tits, while he nodded absentmindedly. Curses. Foiled again by his insatiable lust for boobs.

"W-well, I was just going to go change so..." He tried to turn the doorknob, but it just rattled uselessly in his hand.

"Whoops," Alex grinned. "Looks like you can't get in your room."

Eddy let go of the handle and glared at his sister.

"Tell you what, I could let you borrow one of my shirts for a while..."

Yeah, like that would help. She may have inherited her mother's wide hips, but Alex's upper body was as dainty as a pixie's. It would cover nothing. She probably just wanted to see if his dick could rip one of her shirts to pieces. Eddy noticed she didn't even offer him a pair of pants. His sister just wanted him to... what was the phrase? Swing his dick around.

"Or," Alex continued, "I could, 'take care of' your problem for you. I bet it would fit in your speedo after that."

...That was tempting. Eddy was so full, his balls felt ready to burst. They hung halfway down his thighs, red and swollen.

But... Eddy looked bashfully down at his feet and mumbled something.

"What?" Alex grinned. It sounded a bit like, "alright."

"Wouldn't feel right." Her brother said a little louder, still looking embarrassed.

Alex's brow furrowed with frustration. First her mom, now Eddy too? She thought he was on her side, that he wanted to have fun with her and Amanda. He said he did last night.

"What do you mean, not right?" She said, the hurt coming out in her voice. "You having second thoughts or something?"

"No!" He said, looking up at her. "Well, maybe. Mom said we can't anymore."

"And you're just gonna listen to her?"

"Well, yeah. Mother knows best."

Alex almost laughed at the Tangled reference. It seemed so bizarre and out of place in this situation. But she had to stay focused. This might be her only chance, for a long time at least.

"But Eddy," she purred, stepping closer to him. "I thought you were having fun with me last night."

Godammit. When had the women in his family become such good flirts? It felt like his sister had a string tied around his heart. "Yes. I did."

Alex smiled as she pressed up against Eddy, sandwiching his cock between them. She started drawing little circles on his chest with her finger. "Well then let's get to it, big guy. Mom won't stay asleep forever."

"But th-that's the point I'm trying to make!"

She frowned. "What point?"

"I did have fun last night." He took a deep breath. "Because it felt natural."

"Brother and sister making out, felt natural?" Alex smirked. "Please explain."

"We watched a movie, talked, kissed--"

"Like a date." Wait a minute. "You want to go on a date?"

"Well, again, we can't now..." Eddy needed to wrap this up fast. Fucking Alex into the wall was becoming more and more appealing. "But this? Jumping me in the hallway? Locking my door? Even with this," he nodded to his dick, "I'm not exactly eager."

Alex could see his point. Kind of. "It's not exactly the most romantic setting, is it?"

"Not really, no."

"Awww." His sister smirked. He couldn't bring himself to resist her when Alex brought her lips to meet his. "My widdle brother grew into a sappy romantic."

It was a bad idea, especially after that kiss, but... Eddy couldn't help himself. "I thought I was your big brother these days."

She laughed. "Fair point. Alright. I guess I have to plan a surprise date now."

"That isn't really what I meant."

"Then what did you mean, big brother?" She winked, flipping what he thought was a coin at him. He caught it. It was actually the key to his door. "By the way, if you don't want to make mom mad, I'd clean up that little mess on the floor."

Alex laughed and slammed her door behind her. Eddy looked down to see a puddle of precum at his feet. Fuck.

He turned and saw that the trail went all the way down the stairs, probably all the way outside.

Double fuck.

He should get changed first. That should be a priority.

While he unlocked his bedroom door, Eddy couldn't help but realize he was becoming more and more comfortable with his cock hanging out.

...

Amanda groaned as she pulled her purple dildo out of her pussy. Ow. Maybe she had overdone it a little bit. She lifted the phake phallus up to her face and watched a big glob of her cum drip onto the cement. She had slimed it.

Her pussy felt like it had been fucked by a jackhammer. She couldn't do that again. That was such a bad idea.

Eddy was gone. She had been screaming pretty loud. He must have taken one look at her and ran back into the house, just like yesterday. He really needed to grow a pair and take charge.

Wait. No. Amanda shook the thought of her son pinning her to the ground out of her mind. One of the things she loved most about Eddy was how kind he was. Besides, Eddy had most definitely grown a pair. A rather large pair.

And fucking her while she was sleeping was one of those, "morally wrong" things. Something she definitely taught Eddy not to do. Something she was now slightly regretting. Most women, in Amanda's experience, loved it when men fucked them during inappropriate times. She'd woken up to a good pounding more mornings than she could remember. She was willing to do anything for a man with a fat cock.

Which included abstaining to protect him. The thought of living in the same house with a hung stud she couldn't fuck twisted her panties the wrong way, but there you were.

Speaking of panties, she should probably put her clothes back on and go inside.

...

Amanda managed to limp through the sliding glass door, only to find Eddy in the living room... with the swiffer? He looked at her and jumped, swiffering the wooden floor with renewed vigor. He had changed into a white t-shirt and black gym shorts. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that he wasn't wearing his speedo anymore. Amanda had to admit that had also been a bad idea. What had she been thinking, telling her sweet little boy to put that on?

Amanda remembered looking down at said sweet little boy and thinking about his bulging package stuffed into the tiniest piece of fabric imaginable. Curses. Foiled again by her insatiable lust for cock.

Maybe she should apologise to him.

"I'm sorry for... what happened outside, mom."

There he went again, apologising for something that had been completely her fault. "Sweetie, I'm the one who should be apologising. You didn't do anything wrong."

His face reddened and he started swiffering even faster.

He looked a little ridiculous. "Sweetie, what are you doing?" she laughed.

"Uhh..." Uh oh. He was making the face he always made when he was trying to think of a lie. "I just... thought the floors looked a little dirty."

"Well, thank you Eddy." Amanda walked past her son into the kitchen. She decided to let him go for this one. He was probably trying to jerk off to her and grabbed the swiffer when she got up and started coming inside. His clothes looked the same way it did after she stuffed that fat dick up his shirt the other day. Amanda poured herself a glass of wine and stared intently at Eddy's baggy white t-shirt. Sure enough, as the boy swiffered like mad, his shirt swayed back and forth, occasionally revealing the shape of something long and hard hidden underneath.

As Amanda took a sip of wine, she remembered her dream. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have a drink right now.

"Would you like a glass, Eddy?" What th-- That's the opposite of--...Oh fuck it.

"I'm not old enough to drink yet."

"You can with permission from your guardian." Why did she know that?

He looked at her longingly. Whoops. She only had her bikini on. Manipulating Eddy with her body had also been part of Amanda's dream. Oh well. It was a really sexy bikini. She had been so embarrassed when Alex had called her out on it. The bright red triangles that were supposed to be cupping her breasts barely covered her nipples. And Eddy's eyes were glued to them. "I probably shouldn't."

"Why not?" Amanda subtly pushed her tits together with the sides of her arms.

Her son swallowed nervously. "The rules."

"I didn't make a rule not to drink."

"...No you did not."

Amanda poured another glass of wine. Eddy sighed and leaned the swiffer against a wall. His mom had a satisfied smirk on her face. This was a terrible idea, but he was going to do it anyway. God, he really was a mama's boy. Eddy took a big swig of alcohol right as he sat down. His mother smiled warmly at him and asked how his trip with his friends went. The two chatted for maybe half an hour about unsexy things and therefore, unentertaining to read about in an erotica.

"So," he said as he sipped cautiously from his glass, "What specifically defines flashing?" The wine was good. Very sweet.

"Hmmm." Maybe she should set the bar low so she could keep wearing bikinis around Eddy. "If you whipped out your cock--"

"Cock?" This was pretty lewd coming from his mother. He wasn't sure he'd heard her swear before yesterday.

"Dick. Penis. Sorry." Amanda took a larger gulp of wine. "Or if Alex and I didn't wear panties."

Eddy waited a couple seconds, clearly expecting her to go on. "Wait. That's it?"

"That's it."

"So I could have a massive bon-- erection, but as long as it's still in my pants, that's ok?"

"Yes sir."

Eddy stared at her in disbelief. What was the fucking point then? Alex was right. This whole thing was kinda dumb. Hmmm... Speaking of Alex, what would Alex do?(#WWAD)

Amanda watched her son shuffle around uncomfortably in his seat. What was he-- Her muddled brain processed his dick moving around under his shirt. Eddy was tucking himself back into his shorts. She told him it wasn't against the rules to wave his tent in their faces, so now he...

Amanda blushed and took another drink. He was showing off. To her.

"What about nipples?"

"Hmm?" Did he just offer to suck her nipples?

"You only said it was bad to not wear panties. What about your top?"

She was about to say that was inappropriate too, but stopped. She remembered all the times Alex kept making her life more difficult, testing the limits of her rules. Her daughter hadn't inherited, what the boys in the yard called, her big milkshakes. Wouldn't be as hot if the girl with the flat chest took off her shirt. But Alex was very insecure about her cup size. Would it be right to--

Amanda undid the string tied around the back of her neck and let her titties drop. Almost cartoonishly, Eddy's eyes bugged out of his skull while they bounced around. Oh dear, the alcohol was really getting to her. Fuck you Alex, for putting everything at risk. And for teasing her.

When had it gotten so hot in here? Amanda couldn't meet her son's intense gaze anymore. She looked anywhere that wasn't his face. Something moving caught her eye. Oooo. There he was. Eddy's cock had pumped itself up. Throb. Throb. Throb. Dicks were so funny. Bigger and bigger. Higher and higher with every twitch. God he was big. How far was the counter from the bottom of the stool? Six or seven inches? If Eddy was a foot, that meant there was at least five inches of meat sticking over the counter. Oh, even that was bigger than his stepfather. And so thick too...

"Mom?"

"What?" Fuck. Her nipples were erect.

His eyes bore into her chest, drinking her in more deeply than the wine. "I was wondering-- I asked what we--" Eddy tore himself away from her hypnosis. Maybe she should try swaying them side to side. "What do we tell people when they see you like that and me like this?" He nodded to her chest and his cock respectively.

"The same stuff as before. You're a teenager. You're going to have more than a few random boners. And I'm trying out European sunbathing."

He raised an eyebrow. "You're not sunbathing."

"I forgot to put my top back on before coming inside."

Eddy grinned at his mother. "Amanda Wellman. Have you been teasing me on purpose?"

She blushed and took another gulp of wine. "Idunnowhatyouretalkingabout."

He gasped in mock surprise. "You are!"

"maybe." Amanda said quietly into her glass.

"Young lady, I do believe that purposeful provocation of my genitals, otherwise known as flirting, is in direct conflict with... 'Da Rulz,'" Eddy slurred.

"'Da Rulz?'" Amanda giggled.

"Yes, Da Rulz. Da Rulz you put in place yourself."

"Sounds like you stole that from Fairly Odd Parents."

"I totally did and I regret nothing." He said as he brought his glass back up to his lips.

They were both very giggly now. And horny. Amanda forgot how hot she felt after some wine. She filled both their glasses up again. Eddy was watching her breasts intently. She felt something stir inside her. This was crazy. She had just fucked herself silly ten minutes ago! Wait. Amanda looked at the clock. Was it already four? She had come inside... at two-thirty-ish? Oh how time flies when you're flirting, son. Flirting with your son. Having fun! That was it. Amanda giggled and swatted Eddy's shoulder when he said something dirty. Oh, her pussy was soaked again. And her nipples felt like they could cut through steel.