Man of the House Ch. 04

"Wow! This feels great!"

I stood, looking at mom, and took my shirt off.

"There you go, Cor!" Erin called from the pool.

I put my fingers at my hips, thumbs tucked into my shorts and kept looking at mom. She didn't say a word. She closed her eyes and muttered something to herself, then stood up with me and peeled her own shirt off over her head, exposing her breasts to us both.

Erin yelled, "Yeah, mom! Go for it!"

Mom opened her eyes and smiled at Erin, then looked back at me and nodded. We both pushed our shorts down together. I walked around the table and took mom's hand, standing proudly and we laughed as we ran the few steps to the pool and jumped in, hand-in-hand.

I could hear Erin screaming and laughing through the hiss of bubbles surrounding my head. Mom's hand had released mine as soon as we were submerged and I swam to the surface to find her wiping water from her eyes and laughing. She looked radiant and beautiful. I couldn't help but hug her and give her a kiss on the cheek. Her arms encircled my neck and I was acutely aware of her nipples poking into my chest. I had not had time to develop an erection yet, which was a good thing, because that could ruin the moment if she felt it poking into her.

I backed away and smiled before diving under the water and swimming toward my sister's kicking legs as I heard her squeal once again. Grabbing her leg, I pulled her away from the safety of the wall, into the deeper water and grabbed her around the waist before coming to the surface. She was flailing against me and I chased her face with my mouth, saying, "Come on, give your brother a kiss," smacking my lips repeatedly as I puckered up.

"NO! Ewwwww! Mom! Help!"

I finally was able to grab the back of her head and pushed my mouth against her cheek, giving her one loud "Mmmmmmmmwuah!" kiss on the cheek before releasing her and laughing as she wiped her face and splashed water on it trying to scrub it off.

"That's right, sis. Rub it in."

"Ew! I'm rubbing it off. I'm going inside to get the cheese grater to scrape off the Cory germs." She started swimming toward the steps and I knew I would never catch her, so I just looked at mom and shrugged. She and I were both smiling and when Erin got to the stairs she climbed out quickly and walked around to the diving board, watching me the whole time.

As she jumped from the diving board, arching in the air she called out "Depth charge!" and curled into a ball. As soon as she was in the water, just a couple of feet from me, I was flooded with the extensive splash and she grabbed at my leg and pulled me under, swimming backward and down to drag me to the bottom. Fortunately I knew to catch my breath before she hit the water and I let her pull me in. My only alternative was to kick away, which could have hurt either one of us or both, a lesson we had learned the hard way as kids.

We both broke the surface breathing heavily and laughed at each other before she swam over to mom and I followed close behind. Erin gave mom a hug and kiss on the cheek as I had done and I saw them hugging wet and naked, albeit innocently, and I formed a snapshot for my virtual scrapbook.

Erin pulled mom toward the center, enticing her to play and she began to get into splash fights with us and we chased each other around. Erin even suggested a dive contest, then a cannonball contest, then a goofy jump contest and mom joined in on all of those and laughed with us like she had never done before. While one person was jumping or diving, the other two were in the shallow end judging form and splash and throwing out numbers, usually drawing jeers and accusations from the jumper, but always in laughter.

After about an hour and a half we decided it was time to get out. The only problem was that we hadn't planned on swimming so we didn't bring any towels. And it was going to be a little cool in the house with us being wet.

"Tell you what," I said. "You two go on in and dry off and I'll lock up and turn everything off down here." They expressed their appreciation and quickly began walking toward the house. I climbed out on the side of the pool and went into the shed to turn the pool light off. As I came out of the shed I heard Erin suggest to mom that they get in the shower to warm up again. Mom protested gently, but quickly gave in.

"What the hell?" she laughed. "It's not like we haven't already seen each other naked."

Erin leaned out the screen door as I blew out the torches. "Cory," she called. "We're going to warm up in mom's shower."

I turned to look at her and she winked at me before grabbing the champagne and glasses off the table and re-entering the house. I watched as she and mom walked hastily through the kitchen, their arms close to their sides and covering their breasts as they giggled about how cold it was. Their asses, of course, looked incredible, mom's with a little more jiggle than Erin's, but incredible nonetheless. I quickly blew out the last torch and table candles so I could join the ladies upstairs.

By the time the house was locked up and the lights were off, mom and Erin were already in the shower. Fortunately I was moving around a lot so my erection was slow in arriving. I briefly enjoyed the view of my sister sharing a shower with my mother and listening to them giggle as they lathered up and warmed under the spray. This was the second time I secretly praised my mother's taste in selecting a glass-surround large shower, even though my father's response at her request was a drunken, "I don't give a shit." What an asshole.

Erin waved me in when she caught sight of me and I opened the door to step in. Mom turned around and waved. "Hey, Cory. You gonna join our little party?" She laughed. Yep, still feeling the effects of the champagne. And that's okay by me. I closed the door and stepped under the spray on the opposite end of the shower.

"Cory, wash my hair," demanded my sister while handing me the shampoo. She backed into the spray of the faucet I was under to wet her hair again while I squirted some of the fruit-scented gel into the palm of my hand and placed the bottle back onto the shelf before rubbing it between my hands and beginning to stroke Erin's blonde tresses. It was so soft, and the shampoo made it feel even softer as my hands glided through her locks. I scratched lightly at her scalp as I piled the hair up on top of her head.

Erin moaned at my touch and it was then that I saw mom watching us. The look in her eyes was...I don't know exactly. It was a soft look and her mouth was small, though not enough to be considered a pucker. It was almost like a look of rapt attention mixed with longing.

"Mom," I said, drawing her attention away from Erin's hair. "Would you like me to wash your hair next?"

"Oh, I don't know..."

"You should let him, mom," Erin interjected. "It feels fantastic."

"Well..." She seemed to consider it.

"Yes, Cory," said Erin, "You should wash her hair." She then tilted her head back into the stream and rinsed her hair as I stepped around her and took the shampoo bottle from the shelf. Touching mom's shoulder, I turned her back to her shower stream and she tilted her hair back to re-wet her own hair. We were on the same page now.

I stepped behind her and applied the shampoo to my palm before returning the bottle to the shelf and began to lather her hair. It was thicker and coarser than Erin's and this was the first time I had ever run my fingers through it. She let out a sort of whimper as my fingers touched her scalp and began to scratch lightly at it.

Erin stepped around to mom's front and was squeezing foam into a loofah. Placing her hand on mom's shoulder, she spoke gently. "Let me clean you up while Cory washes your hair." Mom just nodded lightly. I couldn't see her face, but Erin was looking right into her eyes and I could tell they had connected. Erin began running the sponge over mom's shoulder and up to her neck before running it down to the other shoulder.

"Mom," she asked quietly as she continued to focus on her task, sliding the sponge down mom's chest, stomach, and sides.

"Mm."

"How long has it been since you've had sex?"

"Erin, I..."

"Please, mom. It's okay. I just want you to be happy."

Mom sighed. I turned her so she could rinse her hair. As she rinsed, her eyes were closed and she ran her hands through to get all the soap out. I noticed as she did so that her breasts were pressed forward and I took the opportunity to get a good look at her beautiful form.

"Let me just say," she started, opening her eyes and looking at my sister, "that your father had little interest for the last few years."

"So you haven't had sex in a few years, then?"

"That's right."

"How have you...uh...relieved stress?"

"I've just taken care of myself whenever I needed. And I have a few friends in my nightstand, too," she smirked.

Erin winked and nodded with a smile.

An image of my mom masturbating flashed in my mind and my erection grew in strength.

"I have to do that, too, sometimes," Erin shared. She leaned in a little closer, but spoke loudly enough for me to hear. "And I bet Cory does, too."

I acted unfazed, but was instantly nervous. Mom looked back at me and I just nodded and smiled with a shrug. Mom smiled back and her eyes quickly bounced to my groin before looking away. I don't know if she saw it twitch, but it did. I couldn't help but think of her stories. I knew what she wanted, but how could I possibly make a move. What if she just wanted it to stay in the realm of fantasy? How could I push for contact without either (a) being offensive to my mom, or (b) letting on that I had read her secret stash of fantasies?

Erin turned mom toward me and scrubbed her back and shoulders, working her way down before kneeling behind her. Mom looked into my eyes with a softness I had not seen before. It's like she wanted to say or to do something, but was hesitant to do it. Was she reading me the same way? I lifted my hand and stroked her hair lightly. I had already washed it, so it wasn't awkward, but as far as I was concerned, it was still intimate. Sensual. She closed her eyes lightly and briefly at my touch.

Erin, still kneeling behind mom, looked around mom's hip at me and smiled. Her hands appeared from the horizons of mom's thighs, gliding from back to front around the sides, trails of suds streaking her creamy skin. I placed one hand on mom's shoulder lightly and I gently gripped a strand of mom's hair in my fingers with the other before stroking down the strand, guiding it forward to the side of her neck. Mom's eyes stayed closed as she received the massage from her daughter and as I continued to play with her hair and to touch her gently. She sighed contentedly as my hand fell from the end of her locks to the side of her neck and out across her shoulder. She moaned and smiled, letting out a little subdued giggle, and looked back and down at Erin, who was still peeking from behind mom's hip with a smile.

I saw Erin's hands wrap back around to the back and she moved back behind mom to focus on her task. Mom looked up at me.

"Are you happy, mom?" I asked.

"Mm-hmm. So happy."

"Good."

Her daughter worked both legs now, stroking the soapy calves and working her way back up steadily. Her hands again appeared on the outsides of both thighs, rising up to mom's hip bones and tracing straight back to her lower back, just above my sister's eye level. It looked as though her hands met in the middle before she brought her hands down over the globes of mom's ass. Mom moaned a little and closed her eyes at Erin's touch. My sister continued down mom's thighs a little before reversing direction and returning up to again stroke over the beautiful butt at eye-level. Losing all pretense she didn't leave again, but continued to caress our mother's backside as she spoke.

"You have an amazing body, mom," she said with heavy breath.

"Oh, baby, I'm not..."

"You really do," I interrupted. Mom looked up at me and caught me looking. I had decided it didn't really matter at this point. Who were we kidding? We were all looking. We were nude for a reason. I scanned as I talked, "Your eyes and face still look young, but womanly; your body is still firm, but with the curves borne of wisdom and experience; your breasts are...god...beautiful; and...wow...just everything is incredible. Mom, you really are gorgeous."

Mom wiped a tear from her eye and said, "Thank you, baby." She leaned up and kissed me again, this time squarely on the lips, albeit briefly. Her hands were on my shoulders, but I felt her nipples brush against my chest and my prick poked at her. She backed up with a little smile and looked down before looking back up at my face. She stroked my cheek and then slapped it lightly, still smiling. "That better not be for your mother," she said, pointing her finger at my nose.

By this time, Erin had stood up behind her. "Hey," she said, hands on her hips, "I said it first."

Mom turned around with a smile and gave Erin a hug. "Thank you, too, baby girl."

"Wait," she said. "How come he got a kiss and I only got a hug?"

Mom exaggerated a sigh and then smiled at Erin. Erin simply puckered up and tapped her lips twice. Her mother placed her hands on the young blonde's shoulders and leaned in to kiss her, too, briefly on the lips. I couldn't help myself and stepped in behind mom, touching her back again. She stayed where she was, but looked back over her shoulder slightly, acknowledging me, but not stopping me. After only a second she turned her face back to my sister, who looked into her eyes and smiled. I smoothly ran my hands over her shoulders, then back to center and down both sides of her spine. Taking a chance, my hands turned fingers down and I pressed them downward to touch my mother's rear end for the first time.

She didn't move.

It was divine. Smooth, firm, pliant. I kept a little distance so that my erection didn't bump her again, still unsure a little. I looked up from where my hands held their treasure and saw my sister's face pressed against my mother's, her hands on both cheeks. Erin had moved in to kiss her. I stepped a little to the side and craned my neck as my touch became a little more insistent. I wanted to see. I was no longer pretending not to grope my mother and she was being kissed by her daughter at the same time. I had only been watching the kiss for a moment when I saw Erin's mouth open slightly, the tip of her tongue sliding lightly across her mother's upper lip.

The charade was over.

Mom's hands came up to rest on Erin's waist and her mouth opened to receive her daughter's tongue, greeting her with the tip of her own. My dick throbbed at the sight, the thought, of what was before me. My hands were a little more insistent, less tentative in the way they touched mom's ass. I ran them further down and cupped her cheeks in my palm, the rounded slope resting in my fingers as they bumped the crease that separated her ass and thighs. I squeezed and she shuddered.

As the two Venuses continued to kiss in the steam, I stepped forward. The head of my cock bumped into my mother's cheek and she let out a quick moan into Erin's mouth. Their kissing became more insistent and my hands traveled boldly from the back to the front, up over her hips sliding up her ribs and stopping for only a second when I felt the rise of her breasts. Taking a deep breath with a knot in my stomach I continued north, sliding my hands quickly and smoothly over her breasts, feeling her nipples bump under each finger as she moaned again, still kissing Erin, though more passionately now. Her nipples pressed into my palms and I took another step forward, now sandwiching my marble column between her spine and my stomach.

Her hands almost flew up to cover mine on her breasts and she squeezed herself through my hands. Erin had moved in closer as well and our mother was firmly sandwiched between us. My sister's hands moved around behind my mother and even around me, grabbing the sides of my ass and pulling me forward into my mother. My chin and cheek were rested against mom's hair and I could smell the strawberry shampoo I had just applied. I inhaled deeply as Erin quickly moved her hands forward and squeezed them in between us to cup mom's cheeks. Squeezing and pulling on her, she had managed to separate her cheeks, widening the crevice where my balls would rest.

We were all breathing more heavily now. Erin broke the kiss and pulled mom in for a hug. Her head was by mom's ear and she had a look of complete and utter lust in her eyes as she looked at me. Her mouth was slightly open and I felt her hands move further toward the center of mom's ass and stroke over the top of my cock. I involuntarily thrust a little, driving my mom forward and bringing a moan from her. Her own hands had left mine and wrapped around my sister. I knew that there breasts were pressed together because Erin's were pressed into the backs of my hands. I pulled my hands out and put one hand on mom's waist and one on Erin's face.

I leaned in to kiss my sister, our tongues meeting right next to mom's ear. She could hear our moans and her hair caressed my cheek as I kissed her daughter and ground into her own ass crack. Breaking free, I pulled back a little and moved my face to the other side. Grasping my mom's jaw in my hand, I turned her head toward me as I craned my neck to meet her, and thrust my own tongue into her partially-open mouth. Her kiss was fierce and passionate and my hips responded by driving forward as hard as they could. She responded by pressing her own ass back against me. Erin had moments ago backed away, presumably to watch her mother and brother making love in the shower. With no one to prevent her turn, mom continued to kiss me as she turned fully toward me, embracing me as she pressed herself fully into me.

Our kiss was more comfortable now with neither of us needing to crane or twist. My hands roamed freely over her ass and tits and most of her body. Hers, too, roamed mine, caressing my back and ass, arms and shoulders and chest. She hesitated, it seemed, but broke away from me, creating a small space between us and looked me in the eyes as she ran her hands down my stomach and I felt her small warm hands grasp at my shaft. I closed my eyes and dropped my head when I felt her grab me. When I opened them after a moment, she had stepped back a little and was looking at my dick in her hands. She quickly looked back up at me and called to my sister.

"Erin," she said, never looking away from me.

"Ma'am?" Erin snapped to attention.

Mom looked over her shoulder at the tiny blonde behind her. "I'm ready to break that streak now."

"Yes, ma'am!" My sister turned off the water and grabbed three towels, tossing me two of them. I tossed one over my shoulder and quickly dried mom off with the other, letting her dry her own hair while I dried myself off, shaking my hair out and brushing it back with my fingers.

I helped mom out of the shower and Erin was brushing her hair. As mom approached, she handed mom the brush with a smile and made her way to the bed. While I waited back with mom, Erin folded down the covers and knelt on the bed, watching us with a huge smile. I couldn't decide if I wanted to jump Erin or stand with mom. I knew Erin was a sure thing, but I was afraid that if I left mom's side, she would change her mind.

"Go ahead, Cor." I looked back and mom was smiling at me, brushing her hair out. "Go get her. I'll be right there."

I smiled at her and ran toward the bed, causing Erin to squeal as I jumped at her. I landed near her, causing the whole bed to bounce a few times and she straddled me, smothering me with kisses. My hands began to wander immediately, grabbing her ass and running a finger down her crack as she tongue-fucked my mouth. Even with the ceiling fan on, the room was warm, or at least I was.