Fucking Katherine ['Someone' Sponsored]

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Katherine tried to act normal, but she was nearly ready to cry. She felt really out of it, like she'd just missed a once in a lifetime experience.

Susan lifted up her naked butt a bit so she could rub her now very sore ass. (At least, that was her excuse - she carefully angled herself so her son would get a great view.)

That immediately captured Alan's attention, even though he was trying to focus on his sister.

Susan's maid uniform certainly didn't get in the way of her ass groping. Her cum was leaking from her pussy, so she reached between her legs, scooped some up and tasted it. "Yummy!" she moaned happily.

That made Katherine only more frustrated. She wanted to pout, but realized that was too immature.

Alan was still mostly focused on Susan. "Mom, how is it that you took my dick in so easily?" He wasn't aware of her morning routine.

She smiled. "I've been waiting and hoping you'd do that for some time now. Remember, Angel, what I said earlier: we have to be ready to be taken in any hole at any time. Any good looking, busty woman who knows you needs to be that accommodating. Every morning I've been lubing up my ass as part of my morning routine, hoping and dreaming that today would be the lucky day you would at long last claim my ass with your sperm gun. I had an especially good feeling about today, since it's a Tuesday."

She did a double-take as an important thought crossed her mind. "Oooh! You know what? I need to make some calls to all the other women you own. Now that you're getting into assfucking, all of us need to be properly prepared at all times!"

He asked her, "Mom, isn't that going too far?"

"Nonsense! In fact, there ought to be a town ordinance that all women deemed Alan-worthy, married or not, have to keep their asses lubed at all times or face a fine. Just in case Tiger's in a mood to fill them up." She smiled endearingly at him. She was still so horny that she half meant her words.

Katherine was trying to make her displeasure known with a sour look. But she was so aroused by Susan's idea that she couldn't help but ask, "But how would they be checked to see if they're in violation?"

Susan replied matter-of-factly, "If Tiger were within eyesight, they'd have to take off their panties, bend over, and present themselves to him for inspection. How else? And young lady, that includes you too!"

Alan found those ideas very arousing, but he tried to stay cool, and asked, "But Mom. If you wanted it that bad, why didn't you just plainly say: fuck my ass now?"

Susan answered wryly, "Tiger, women very rarely state anything so directly. It's true. I've told you this before: when it comes to women, you need to know what you want and just take it for your own. I don't want my son to turn into a rapist, but I know you and know you'd never rape anyone. But if you get incredibly aggressive and then pull back with your amazing self-control if you keep getting bad vibes, there isn't a woman you won't be able to fuck."

He considered that. "Mom, that's some serious and weird advice. I'll have to think about that."

Alan still felt a little spaced out, but Susan was noticing her daughter's mood. "Tiger, that was beyond great, but I think you should look after our sweet Angel. It looks like she's feeling neglected."

"I am!" Katherine blurted out, finally getting Alan to direct all of his attention to her. "Brother, I can't compete with Mom! I don't have an outfit like that. I don't have an ass like that, or a body like that. There's no way! How can I compare?!"

Katherine was wearing a whitish, see-through nightie that was even sexier than the ones she'd worn in the days before. In most any other situation, even in a crowd full of sexy women, Alan or any other heterosexual man would have been drawn to her like a magnet. But it was true: Katherine couldn't compare to Susan this morning. Nobody could. She began to cry.

The counter stools were close enough that Alan was able to reach out and embrace his sister without leaving his stool. "Don't cry," he said soothingly. "I think you're amazing. You're totally sexy. You're so fuckable. You're the best! Really. Don't cry!"

But his words just seemed to make her cry even more.

She reached out and hugged him tightly, bawling into his shoulder. "You're just saying that," she said. "Between Mom and Aunt Suzy, there's just no way. They could be and should be movie stars. And Amy's your girlfriend now. She's getting so big and sexually experienced. I swear, her tits are growing bigger every day... You don't like me! I'm so far down on your list!"

She threw herself onto him, crying on his shoulder even more. "I'm your number four fuck toy, at best!" Then she whimpered, "Gaawwwd, that sounds so ridiculous."

He put his hand on her chin, and lifted her head up until his eyes locked onto hers. "Listen to me. I can't say I merely like you, only because I love you. I love you as much as anybody in the world. In truth, I love you and Mom more than anyone else in the whole wide world, and I love you two equally. Today I got extra horny for Mom because of the maid's uniform and everything, but tomorrow you'll do something that will turn me on just as much. You will! Didn't we have a great time yesterday?"

She conceded that with a tiny nod.

He continued, "Yeah, Mom is hot and she has big boobs, but you're amazing too! You've got a totally hot body too. Who is more attractive than you in our entire high school? Heather? Amy? Maybe to some, but you have more smarts and personality than either of them. And I think you're the hottest of them. It really hurts me to say that, because I really love Aims and I think she's incredibly great, but she's only my girlfriend and you're my sister."

That helped, but Katherine pouted, "What about Christine? She's hot AND really smart!"

"True, but I've never heard anyone call you 'Katherine, the Ice Queen.' (He pronounced it 'Kath-er-een'.) Hey, it even rhymes."

Katherine sniffled, but smiled. "No, I suppose not."

"Sis, you're MY movie star. I love you!"

"Oh Alan! Brother! I love you too!" She leaned forward and they began kissing passionately.

Alan felt a new and deeper bond with his sister as they kissed. He meant everything that he'd said, although he exaggerated his opinion on Amy somewhat to make Katherine feel better.

She eventually pulled away from his mouth to say, "Big Brother, I'm so sorry. I don't mean to be jealous, but sometimes I just can't help it. I love you. I promise I'll be better. I don't care if you fuck Mom, or Aunt Suzy, or Amy, or anybody, as much as you like, just so long as you say you love me."

Alan turned towards Susan sitting in the stool behind him.

The busty mother was wiping tears of joy from her face. "That was so touching, you two. I love you both, so much! You make me so proud."

"We love you too, don't we, Sis?" asked Alan.

"You know we do, Mom," Katherine said enthusiastically. "You're the best mom ever, Mom! Ron can go screw himself for all I care, 'cos just having you is better than having two parents."

"Don't forget Suzanne," Susan pointed out. "She's like your second mother in all but name."

"Yeah, and we love her too, but you're number one." Katherine got up and hugged Susan, and then began kissing her on the mouth.

After their long lip-lock ended, Susan said to her, "Darling, I'm especially proud that you don't mind if he fucks anyone else as much as he likes, because of course that's exactly what's going to happen. He is the 'cock of the walk' in this town, and we're just his fuck toys. We can stew in our jealousy, but we certainly can't try to stop him from fucking whoever he wants!"

Katherine rolled her eyes. "Mom, believe me, I know. I do get jealous, but of course he fucks who he wants. That's his right!"

"Good. I'm glad you understand." Susan French kissed her again.

Alan didn't know what to say about that line of discussion. He decided it was safest not to say anything at all. So when their latest kiss came to an end, he stood up too and said, "It's corny, but let's have a group hug."

The three of them all ended up standing together, kissing and hugging each other tightly. Susan's top was soon way down her waist, almost to her hips. Alan didn't want to give her body much attention after all he'd said to Katherine, but Katherine had no such hesitation and freely fondled up and down her mother's body. Alan's penis was pretty much left alone since it was in a flaccid and sensitive state.

Finally, they all let go and went back to their seats.

Susan didn't bother to pull her outfit up, since she much preferred being topless anyway.

She commented, "Wow, I had no idea this would be such an emotional morning. I'll have to be careful with this maid's uniform. It's like an attractive nuclear weapon for my cutie widdle Tiger!"

She hefted up her big breasts for his benefit and wiggled them around. Then she suddenly turned motherly. "Do you two want to have your breakfast? I was making some oatmeal, but I'm afraid it's gone cold."

Her two kids nodded.

Then she asked, "And Angel, can you tend to your brother's penis while I cook?"

Katherine proudly saluted in response to that suggestion. "You bet!" She would have started immediately, except that she could see he was still flaccid and recovering.

"Mom, you ARE number one," Alan said. But he quickly turned to Katherine. "And you're number one too. You're both tied for number one." He grinned sincerely, because he loved and lusted after both of them so much. "But Sis, that still technically makes you my number one fuck toy."

"Brother!" She was all smiles as she gave him a satisfied hug. That term, and having it really mean something, was extremely important to her.

Alan turned back to Susan. "Breakfast is fine, but I have something more important to do. I need to give Sis a special experience like you and I just shared. I know it won't be the same; lightning can't be made to strike twice, but I'd like to at least try to do what I did to you just now, to her. It's a way to show she's just as important to me."

Susan replied, "Oh, poo. Shoot. But go ahead. I must admit I get a little jealous thinking of you fucking your sister in the ass and filling her butt with all that lovely yet nasty sperm in your balls, but it's your right, and her duty."

Susan remembered her fantasy from a couple weeks ago, in which Katherine was naked and bent over the dinner table while standing on the tips of her toes while Alan stood behind her slowly feeding inch after inch of his seemingly endless erection into her straining butt hole. In the vision, Katherine screamed out in both agony and ecstasy while Susan herself stood in the kitchen wearing just her apron, looking on like the proud mother that she was.

The idea still drove her crazy with desire (and even more so now that she knew how good anal sex could be). She further imagined lying on the kitchen floor in front of both of them, sticking her ass up in the air, spreading her ass cheeks, and saying, "Now, you two, don't forget to tend to your mother!"

She blushed at the thought that such a fantasy now stood a very real chance of becoming reality. Hastily composing herself, she continued, "I certainly won't stop you since she has a vital role in keeping you drained of all that nasty sperm buildup. A big job like this has to be a team effort, and of course all of our asses belong to you."

As an aside more to herself than Alan, Susan commented, "I swear, the more I give up control to you and become a sex toy for you to do what you will, the more and greater orgasms I have. If only more mothers accepted ALL of their mommy responsibilities..." She sighed with sadness for others, but with deep satisfaction for herself.

Katherine was feeling better and chimed in, "Not to mention sisters with their sisterly responsibilities."

Focusing again on Alan's face, Susan nodded and said to him, "True, but that's a two way street. Tiger, Angel needs some special affection right now."

Alan asked his mother, "Can I ask, who's in control of you now? Your rational brain, or your tits and pussy duo?"

Susan thought. "Hmmm. A little bit of both, I guess. I don't think tits and pussy will ever completely release their hold, now that they've kicked the door down and successfully stormed my brain." She giggled and added, "In fact, I think my tits have been generally in charge this morning ever since your 'morning milking' comment."

She turned to her daughter and spoke in a gentle, loving voice. "Don't mind me or my crazy ramblings. What Tiger did to me will keep me satisfied a long time. As an aside, Son, I'm so glad that you shot your load up my butt instead of in my mouth. There's something deeply satisfying having you cum in my ass. I dare say I love it as much as sucking your cock!"

Her eyes bugged out as she said this, to show how surprising that realization was for her.

She added, "I can't wait until you do it without a condom. Maybe it's just my imagination, but I can swear I feel it sloshing around in there." She sashayed her hips back and forth, as if testing whether she could hear and feel her son's cum splashing about inside of her.

He knew that had to be her imagination, since he'd shot his load into the condom, but he didn't want to spoil her fun by pointing out that fact.

She spread her legs, showing off her bare ass. "All day long I'll be able to enjoy the sense that you filled my ass with hot sperm. So you two go and have your fun." She wiggled her ass, proudly displaying the dribble to her children.

Then she turned back around to face her daughter. "And Angel, it feels a little painful at first, but I promise you'll love him going up your back door. Remember that he's going to be doing that a lot from now on, since he literally owns your ass, and mine, but your first time will always be extra special."

She closed her eyes and smiled endearingly, as if she was talking about some nice academic achievement that made her proud, and not her son fucking her daughter's virgin asshole. Her typical suburban soccer mom housewife credibility would also have been boosted if she didn't have both nipples hanging out of her erotic French maid's uniform and wasn't wearing a silly maid's headband, while also tenderly rubbing her exposed ass.

Alan nudged Katherine, "What do you say, Sis? Should we go to your room and take our time?"

"Totally! That would be great, Big Heat-Seeking Missile Brother. But what about school?"

He suggested, "Good thing we started early. If we skip breakfast, and maybe just grab a bite to eat on the way out, we'll have at least half an hour and still make it to school in plenty of time."

The two of them hustled off to Katherine's room.

He briefly stopped by the bathroom to wash his penis with soap, since it had been in Susan's ass.

Katherine fully expected to be fucked in the ass, but once Alan lay on top of her, he whispered to her, "The ass is good, but it won't be so special to me to do that right now after just having that amazing ass ram with Mom. We can do that later, tonight maybe. Why don't I fuck your pussy? Won't that be great? We've never done it in your own bed."

"But what about Mom?" Katherine whispered, her face suddenly filled with excitement and concern. "Won't she know? She still has issues about that, even if she says she doesn't. And if I know her at all, she's certainly going to be listening in at least part of the time."

"No. That's the great thing. Thanks to the locked door, you can scream 'Fuck me!' at the top of your lungs, and she'll just think you're talking about getting fucked in the ass. Just throw the word 'ass' in there from time to time, and she definitely won't suspect a thing."

Katherine playfully punched his arm and giggled. "You're soooo baaaad."

He grinned. "What can I say? I'm good most of the time, but I figure this is a no harm, no foul kind of situation. Here, spread your legs so I can stick it in your 'ass.'"

She giggled. "Oh, right." Lying face up on her bed, she pulled her knees up near her face. "Brother, Big CN Tower Brother, I just gotta say that I've never been happier than since I've become your number one fuck toy, even if I know that I'm not always the number one target for your heat-seeking missile. I was so worried that you'd-UH!"

She had to pause as he pushed into her.

"I was so worried-OH!"

She had to pause again as he stuffed her deeper. "Damn! That's full! Anyways, I was so worried that you'd move away at the end of the year to some faraway college and we'd kinda drift apart from each other. Before long, we'd just be sending Christmas cards to each other once a year or someTHIII-WAA!"

She had to cry out yet again because he'd suddenly pulled back and rammed forwards.

"That's what I think of that idea," he joked.

She sped up her talking, knowing that soon she wouldn't be able to talk at all. "But you're not just my brother, my lover, and my master - you're my best friend! Even as little kids we never really fought, we were just close pals. I'm not happy just 'cos I get to be your sexual slave, but 'cos I'll get to be with you forever! If you'll let me, that is."

He was starting to hit a good fucking rhythm. "Sis, you ain't goin' nowhere. Don't worry. You're my best friend, too. I love you!"

She was overcome with emotion and love. "Oh God, Brother, fuck me so hard! Fuck me like a wild beast! Take me again and again and again!"

So Alan and Katherine had a good, hard, long fuck. They both screamed the most obscene things.

As they'd guessed, Susan did listen in on them, but she never was the wiser to what they were really doing. Furthermore, she gave them a lot of leeway as far as time went.

He fucked Katherine for her pleasure much more than for his own. He wanted to give her a fucking she would never forget.

In so doing, he proved the saying that the more you give, the more you receive. They both ended up having a great fuck. It was made all the better because of his resolution not to bother wearing condoms when with her anymore.

He shot his hot seed deep into her as he huffed and puffed with great exertion.

Katherine simply screamed with total abandon. She loved the idea of Susan listening in. In fact, she was so loud that there was no way her mother could miss the screaming, no matter where she was in the house.

Katherine said, once the two of them had recovered a bit, "I know exactly what Mom means when she said how good it feels to know your cum is sloshing around in there. What's even better is that we're going to school in a little bit. I'll have to put something there to trap it in so I can walk around school all day knowing that my brother's potent little baby-makers are filling me up!"

He thought to himself, That sounds pretty good to me too. What's even better is knowing that I've filled up my mom and my sister. I can sit in my classes smug with the knowledge that my semen is sloshing around inside both of them. That's what I call a productive morning!

In fact, it was such a good fucking that both siblings agreed it was their best time together so far. But one result was that they ended up in Katherine's room for forty minutes, not thirty.

That meant that they didn't have time to take showers. Katherine was left wondering if her classmates would actually be able to smell her brother's pungent cum on her skin.

But that gave her a great idea. Later, she broke out her diary and quickly wrote:

Dear Diary,

Let's talk about Brother's incredible cum! His cum doesn't smell like most guys' cum. It's too sweet. What if I start working it into my perfume? Then everyone will take the smell for granted and not suspect a thing. I'll be able to literally wear his cum with pride right through the school day! Of course I'll only be able to do that with the cum under my clothes, which is a shame. Fuck. I'd just die of joy if I could stroll into school proudly wearing his cum all dripping down my face and chest. To have it on me AND in me at the same time, that would be the best! "Yes, I'm one of Alan's fuck toys. In fact, I'm his favorite!" All my friends would burn with jealousy. Well, maybe not, but only because they don't know what sex with him is like, or what his cum tastes like.

Take that, Heather! He said I'm a better fuck than you in any case, so go suck donkey's balls! I'm his number one fuck toy, even if admittedly I'm tied with Mom on that score. What are you, Heather? Number six maybe? At best?! Ha!

Shoot. I'd actually add his cum to my perfume too, except that Heather and the other cheerleaders would know the smell for sure. And if Heather knew that, she could really turn into a nightmare. I have to be careful. So I guess that idea gets the axe. Damn. At least there will be times I can secretly enjoy the fact that his cum is sloshing around deep inside me.