Lake Timberland Ch. 02

That was the last straw for Molly. "Alright, that settles it, I'm definitely getting myself one of these as soon as we get back home!"

Showing off now, Mom submerged the dildo two feet under the water, then let go of it.

The Dildo slowly floated up and broke the surface of the water. The vibration acted as a little motor, making it cruise around in a semicircle, like a toy boat.

Molly immediately snatched it up for a more thorough, hands-on inspection. Right away, she giggled at the way it vibrated her whole hand. "Gosh, Mom, this vibration is no joke!"

"That's the maximum vibration, though," Mom explained, "which is a little too much for my liking."

Molly clicked the button on the bottom and the buzzing abruptly stopped. She clicked it again, and the dildo came back to life, vibrating weakly. She clicked it once more, and the vibration intensified to its medium setting. "I think I'd like this speed the best," she said.

"That's my favorite too," Mom agreed.

Molly clicked the button again and giggled as the toy reached its maximum vibration. She brought the toy to her chest and held it firmly against her sternum, breathing out an "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" sound. Her voice sounded raspy like she was talking into a fan.

I couldn't believe Molly was openly playing with our Mother's dildo right in front of us.

"Luuuuke-I-am-your-faaatherrr..." Molly joked.

Mom cracked a smile. "Are we having fun over there, Darth Vader?"

Molly giggled, then pointed a finger up into the night sky, saying "EeeeeeTeee-phooone-hooome."

"Don't get too carried away, young lady. You don't wanna wear out my batteries before I even get a chance to play with it."

"Sooorrrry" came Molly's drawn-out, robotic voice, before saying "Are you gonna tell me where you got this thing, or what?"

Mom smiled inwardly. "Are you sure you want to know?"

Molly pulled the toy away from her chest and shut the vibration off. "Hell yeah I wanna know."

"I custom ordered it online," Mom began.

"Wait, you custom ordered it? What do you mean, like, you picked the color?"

"And the size," Mom smiled. "I customized it to be those exact measurements."

"No way, I didn't even know you could do something like that," Molly said, once again admiring the dildo from an arms length, appreciating Mom's good taste.

"It was actually an idea that your father came up with years ago."

"Wait, this was Dad's idea?" Molly questioned, her interest officially piqued. "Okay now I gotta hear this!"

"I'm sure you don't want to know the whole story," Mom assured her.

"Yes I do!"

Mom took a breath, looking back and forth between Molly and I. "If I tell you guys, you have to promise me you'll keep this a secret," she said, pausing long enough to get a nod from both Molly and I. "I'm serious! Whatever is said in this hot tub tonight, stays in this hot tub, got it?"

"Deal," Molly and I promised.

Mom topped off her wine glass before telling us the unique story of how she ended up with a big black dildo, and why it was such a secret. She began with some back story, informing us that she has, and always has had, a higher sex drive than our father. She told us that she tends to go without sex more often than she prefers. Apparently Dad's solution to that problem was for Mom to buy a dildo the same size as his penis for the nights he wasn't feeling up for it. Mom admitted that she actually liked the idea, so she turned to the internet for help and stumbled upon an adult novelty website where they make custom replicas of any penis. She said that her and Dad took a series of measurements of his erection, then after entering the measurements into the website, the replica showed up on our front doorstep about two weeks later.

"Wait." Molly's eyes got big. "So, you're telling me that this thing is the exact same size as Dad's-"

"Yep!" Mom cut her off with a proud smile.

"Oh My God! Dads got a big dick!" Molly exclaimed, then instantly realized how naughty that sounded. "I mean, um," she quickly tried back peddling, "I didn't mean it like that!"

"Yes you did," Mom laughed.

"I mean...I did, but...UGH! I can't believe I just said that about Dad!"

"Well it's not like you said anything that wasn't true," Mom said in a laughing voice. "And luckily for me, he does have a big dick."

"MOM!" Molly gasped. "That's not exactly something I'm not supposed to know about."

"Hey, you're the one who insisted on knowing the whole story."

"Well, yeah, but I didn't think you were going to say that," Molly giggled. "My gosh!"

"Well, you don't seem to be too freaked out by it," Mom teased her, seeing as Molly's hand was still wrapped around it.

Molly blushed a shade darker. "I'm just...impressed, is all," she admitted, then squeezed hard on the rubber shaft, failing to connect her finger and thumb all the way around the girth of it. "I literally can't even fit my hand around it."

"If I remember right, he's exactly six inches around or something?"

"Six inches!" Molly gasped. "That's insane."

"Tell me about it!" Mom laughed. "So, maybe now you won't give me anymore grief about being so loud on the other side of the wall."

"God, Mom!" Molly scoffed, shaking her head. "And here I thought this night couldn't get any weirder."

Just then, as if perfectly timed, the sliding glass door slid open and out stepped Dad. "How's it going out here," he asked us.

"BUBBLES!" Molly quickly shouted, as she threw her hands under the water.

Dad chuckled, then reset the dial switch, unknowingly hiding the rubber replica of his own dick under the bubbling surface of the water.

"We were just talking about you," Molly snickered.

Dad jokingly threw his hands up, "nothing bad I hope."

"Mom was just telling us about how you have a really, really big heart," Molly said, holding back a giggle, then said, "you know, with, like, setting this whole vacation up, and driving us here and everything."

"Well that's awfully nice of her to say," Dad said, smiling in Mom's direction. "Lets just hope our luck continues tomorrow and we can catch a bunch more fish like we did today."

"Is that all you think about, Dad, is fishing?"

"Pretty much," he chuckled, then through a yawn, said, "I just came out to tell you guys goodnight."

"Night, Dad," Molly and I said in unison.

"Night, dear," Mom told him, and he turned and went back inside. As soon as he was out of sight, Mom fed Molly a look. "A really big, heart?"

Molly just giggled. "Who's turn is it?" she asked, steering the conversation away from where it was headed.

"It's my turn," Mom answered, then said, "I chose you, Molly, Truth or dare?"

"Hmm." Molly thought for a moment, then brought the dildo out of the water. "Dare!"

"I dare you to lick the tip of that."

"Oh my God! You are such a perv, Mom!" Molly squawked at her, then looked at the dildo, then at Mom again, then at the dildo again. "Just the tip?" she clarified.

"Yep!"

"You would dare me to do this," she giggled as she lifted the mushroom-head to her lips and kissed it softly.

Watching her do this was highly erotic. She gave it another little kiss, then another, then another, dotting it with loving pecks. My own dick twitched underwater as I imagined what that would feel like. Next, she snaked the tip of her tongue out and tickled the side of the mushroom head. "Uhm," I accidentally muttered under my breath.

Mom also watched on, but with a naughty sense of maternal-pride. "Looks like you've done that before, Molly," she told her.

Molly pulled the dick away from her mouth and smirked at Mom. "Once or twice," she told her, with a mischievous undertone.

"I dare you to suck on it," Mom added.

Molly cocked her eyebrow. "For real?"

"Uh-huh. I know you won't actually do it though!"

That was all the peer pressure Molly needed. In one quick motion, she wrapped her lips around the bell shaped head and sucked it into her mouth. Three inches of black slippery rubber slid in with ease, fluffing her cheeks out. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.

Molly shifted her eyes up at Mom, as if to say "I told you I would suck on it." And to drive her point home, she started nursing on it like a pacifier. Her rosy cheeks caved in and out with every suck, causing sexy dimples to form under her cheekbones.

Any warm blooded male's dick would've throbbed watching this, so I didn't feel bad when mine did, underwater, for I was shocked by the amount of black slippery rubber filling her mouth. With every suck, I got to see a little bit more of it disappear behind her O-shaped lips.

Seconds later, the sound of the hot tub's jets abruptly stopped and the bubbling water started to calm. I peered down at the top of the water and could hear the foam start to sizzle itself away.

Mom was first to shout "NOT IT!"

Molly was quick on the draw, literally popping the dildo out of her mouth. "NOT IT!"

As the surface of the water calmed, everything slowly became visible, and the hot tub's florescent underwater lights were making everything in the water glow like a lighted fish tank.

I chuckled a bit nervously, covering my groin. "Um, I don't think I'm in any shape to be trotting around in front of you two right now..."

"Nope! No excuses," Molly protested, obviously not getting what I was hinting at.

Mom understand though. "Molly, I think you may have gotten him a little bit too excited," she giggled.

As the last of the foam dissipated, Molly peered down into the calm water and finally noticed my very obvious erection. "You have got to be kidding me," she laughed. "You would have a boner after all this."

Mom was quick to defend me. "Well, do you blame him? The way you sucked that thing, you about gave me a boner!"

"MOM!"

"Well, you did," Mom laughed.

Molly cocked an eyebrow. "I don't think I'm the only one to blame for that," she said, giving Mom a look. "You had a hand in that too you know?"

"Me?" Mom scoffed, leaning back with feigned Innocence. "What did I do?"

"Oh please, you've been teasing like crazy these last two days!" she said, then in a sarcastic, sing-song voice, she mocked one of Mom's famous lines- "According to all these articles on the internet, my oh-so-innocent son just loves the scent of my pussy on my pretty-panties!"

Mom couldn't help but giggle. "Oh c'mon! I did not say it like that!"

"Well, maybe not word for word, but you still said it!"

"Okay okay," Mom dismissed, then turned her attention to me, feeding me a silly smirk. "Boner or not, mister, you still have to reset the bubbles! Those are the rules!"

I sighed. "If you say so."

I hoisted myself up and out of the water, standing on the bench seat. I tried to make my erection less noticeable by hunching over and crisscrossing my thighs, but my loose swim trunks failed me.

Throwing caution to the wind, I climbed over the side of the tub and let my boner lead me to the dial switch. I dutifully cranked it back to start and heard the jets kick on in the water behind me.

When I turned around, I immediately got four eyeballs aimed straight at my crotch.

I laughed and looked down at myself. A sense of pride washed over me as I noticed how far my swim trunks had stuck out away from my crotch. With a bit of newfound pride, I strutted back to the tub and climbed into the water. I went to sit down, but Molly stopped me.

"Wait!" She ordered.

I froze in place, standing on my bench seat, my erection literally eye level to both her and Mom.

Molly curled her lips into a mischievous grin, and without missing a beat, she raised the dildo up out of the water and held it close to my circus tent. "Hmmm, I can't tell whose is bigger, Dad's or Danny's."

That got the desired reaction out of Mom. "OH MY GOSH, Molly!"

"What?" Molly giggled. "You can't tell me you've never wondered."

Mom's smile widened, as she was unable to deny the truth of that.

"What happens in the hot tub, stays in the hot tub, right, Mom?" Molly clarified.

Mom nodded suspiciously. "Yes...that's the agreement. Why?"

Molly removed the dildo from alongside my circus tent and handed it to Mom. "I dare you to pull Danny's trunks down and compare this to his dick."

"MOLLY!" gasped Mom, surprised by Molly's sudden boldness. "Not five minutes ago you got all freaked out knowing that this thing was the size of your father, and now-"

"I was not freaked out!" Molly cut her off. "I was just...surprised, was all."

"Uh-huh," Mom teased.

"I'm just curious," Molly giggled. "Don't pretend like you're not either!"

Mom showed no signs of disagreement. "Well, does Danny get a say in this?" she asked, shifting her eyes up at mine.

When I met eyes with her, I was already grinning from ear to ear, looking as pathetic as I felt I'm sure.

"You okay with this?" she asked me, smiling up at my undeniable look of excitement.

Whatever conscience I once had, went out the window. I nodded my head vigorously. "Yes, yes I am!"

The look in Mom's big beautiful brown eyes told me that she was equally okay with it. She laid the dildo in the water and let it float on the surface beside her as she reached up and hooked her fingers in the waistband of my trunks.

She looked up at me with a smile, and I returned her an encouraging nod.

Slowly, she pulled down on the front of my trunks, and the waistband ever-so-smoothly brushed along my dick until it sprang free, almost catching her in the chin.

"Holy shit!" she gasped, as my bouncing boner settled into a resting position no more than a foot from her face.

Molly excitedly slid off her bench seat and moved her face in next to Mom's. "Daaang! I guess you really are my BIG-bro!"

I couldn't help but chuckle with pride.

"It's beautiful!" Mom said with a wide smile.

Never in a million years did I ever think my mother and sister, the main characters in many of my jerk-off fantasies, would ever be telling me how beautiful my naked boner is. It was like a wet dream come true.

"Like father like son," Mom added, smiling up at me proudly. She then reached for my dick and gracefully curled her fingers around my girthy shaft.

The sudden touch felt so good that it made me weak in the knees and I about toppled over right on top of her.

"Easy there, big guy," she laughed, tightening her grip on my cock to help hold me steady. She giggled when she felt the responsive surge of blood pump into my cock, making it throb in her hand.

"Oh my God, Mom!" Molly exclaimed. "You weren't supposed to actually touch it!"

"Well, how else am I supposed to compare the two?" Mom asked, giving my cock a playful squeeze. "I must say, he certainly feels just as big as your father."

Both girls burst out laughing, as that was such a bizarre comment for a mother to say about her own son.

"Theres only one way to find out for sure," Molly giggled, gesturing down at the water, where an exact replica of Dad's dick floated on the surface between them. "Put that up next to it and let's see!"

Mom happily obliged, lifting the dildo up out of the water and placing it perpendicular alongside my erection.

The instant feeling of warm rubber against my sensitive skin felt lovely!

"No way!" Molly giggled. "They're the exact same size!"

Looking down, I had a bird's-eye view of the comparison and realized she was right, I was identical to Dad, both in length and in girth.

"They sure are!" Mom said, giving me one last playful squeeze before releasing her grip and pulling her hand away. "Here, Molly, you take this one," she said, handing the dildo back over to her.

"Thanks!" Molly willingly accepted it. She then turned and crawled back onto her bench seat.

As Molly's back was turned, Mom hurriedly reached for my dick and grasped onto it. She quickly fed me the universal 'shh' sign, as she gently tugged on it like a leash, pulling me into a seated position next to her.

At this point, I was almost certain that I'd died and gone to heaven. I looked up at Molly, who had just reclaimed her seat. She was paying us no attention, oblivious to what had just happened. She was fidgeting with her new favorite toy, cycling through the various vibration speeds.

"Molly!" Mom snapped, getting her attention.

Molly's head shot up.

"Truth or dare?" Mom grinned at her, secretly stroking my underwater-erection, her antics hidden by the bubbly surface.

"Oh!" giggled an oblivious Molly. "Umm...truth this time."

Mom's stroking hand slowed while she thought of something good to ask her.

I felt unbelievably naughty allowing Mom to do this only four feet away from my sister, but it felt too amazing to actually want her to stop.

Mom soon thought of an idea. "Okay, Molly, so you know how you kept going on and on about getting yourself a new toy like that when we get back home?" Mom asked her, putting a devilish plan into motion.

"Uh-huh," Molly nodded, taking the bait.

"Well, how would you feel about taking mine to bed with you tonight? That way you could see if you even like it before you spend a bunch of money on your own."

"Seriously!" Molly exclaimed, pulling the dildo to her chest as if it were a teddy bear. "You'd actually let me borrow it?"

"Sure!" Mom giggled. "As long as you promise to give it back."

That was all the permission Molly needed. "Welp, I'm off to bed," she said, exaggerating a fake yawn before climbing out of the tub. She wrapped herself in a towel, then fed us a cheeky smile. "So, like, are you guys going to stay out here for awhile, or..."

Mom fed her a knowing smile before turning to me. "What do you say, sweetie? Should we stay out here and give your sis some alone time?"

"Mmm, yes," I agreed, trying not to moan as she stroked me underwater, "these jets feel too good to leave now!"

Mom turned to Molly. "We'll be fine out here, sweetie, go have fun."

Molly didn't need to be told twice! She excitedly skipped into the cabin with her new friend in tow.

As soon as I heard the door click shut I let out a suppressed moan. "OH God that feels good!"

Mom giggled proudly. "The jets feel that good huh?"

"You have no idea! Are you sure about all this?"

"It's only fair," she said, giving my dick a playful squeeze.

"Mmm...that feels so good when you do that."

"Yeah? How about this?" She stroked her hand up, grasping just below my sensitive mushroom-head, then circled her thumb around my spongy pee slit. "Does that feel good too?"

"Mmmm!" My eyes rolled back in my skull.

She giggled. "I'll take that as a yes?"

"It feels incredible!"

She smiled salaciously, no longer hiding her horniness. "Stand up and show it to me again, please? I dare you to."

"Are you sure about this?" I asked.

"What, we're just fooling around a little."

"Well, what about Dad?"

"What about him," she giggled. "I'm certainly not going to tell him. Are you?"

"No," I grinned.

"Just relax. What happens in the hot tub, stays in the hot tub, remember?"

I nodded.

She let go of my underwater-erection and reached behind me, patting her hand on the shelved rim of the tub. "Sit up here and show it to me, please, don't make me beg."

With renewed bravery, I hoisted myself up and back, making my dick emerge from the water like a submarine. I planted my bare ass on the flat rim of the tub.

"Mmm," Mom wet her lips, eying my dick like a juicy piece of meat. "I seriously can't get over how big you've gotten!"

She reached for my trunks and tugged them down my legs before tossing them onto the deck.

"Thanks," I smiled, and just then, My PC muscle involuntarily flexed, making my boner do a bouncy bounce.

She giggled. "Showing off are we?"

"It does that when it get's excited," I grinned, then purposely flexed it again, making it bounce. "Feel free to hold it steady."