Mother's Day Special: Ms Pharah, Mrs. Ana

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So, therapy aside. I love my mom. It takes a lot of effort to put up with half the crap I end up doing and have a successful career AND raise me essentially on her own. So mother's day pampering was the least I could do, a little Queen of Blades brand beer here, a football game there, a few foot rubs and a round of throwing darts at my 'grandfather's ' picture on the dartboard in the garage… (we didn't have a picture of him just a crudely drawn picture of a stick figure that said 'asshole') she's pretty easy to please.

However, I had to do all of this the day before. She was heading off to some grand competition again and since that was essentially our income who was I to complain? However, it all came to a headway as the quarterback of the Star Raiders scored a touchdown as I rubbed my mother's feet. The doorbell rang as she cheered happily.

"I'm coming…" I replied wiping off the skin lotion as I reached for the doorknob, the bell ringing repeatedly.

The second it was open Fareeha charged in, throwing her arms around my waist and making things very… well, familiar, but also awkward as my mother was just down the hall. "Fa-Ms. Amari?" I quickly corrected myself as she gazed up at me with puppy dog eyes.

"Scott you got to help me! I messed up! Tomorrow's Mother's Day and I didn't do anything for my mom!"

"Scott? Who is that?" mom called from the living room as I tried to pull my beautiful teacher/girlfriend/fuck buddy to her feet.

"Its… Ms. Amari Mom, don't worry… she just wants to talk about something." I replied, pushing her gently outside with me as I scratched my head. "Okay. Now. Slower…" I said calmingly, trying to ignore the fact that I said that to her just yesterday… she had been on her knees then too…

She began to pace, "It's just… all the stuff I planned sort of went up in smoke. I messed up the marinade for the dinner, the flowers I got had some sort of infestation problem, don't get me started on the chocolate!" she blushed, "…My mother would not approve of a stripper…"

Questions for later. But I nodded, "Alright. Alright, we can fix this. My mom's heading out for California early tomorrow we can make your mother's favorite dinner and all that other stuff alright? I'll help you. I've got nothing better to do…"

She hugged me, her breasts pressing hard against my chest as she rubbed her cheek against mine. "Thanks, Scott! I knew I could count on you!"

However, at that moment the front door burst open, and my mother, less than cognitive with a few Queen of Blades in her. Glared inquisitively at the jumpy Fareeha. "…Hey Fareeha…" she said slowly, then she smiled grabbing her friend by the wrist and yanking her inside. "Come on in!" So then I spent the evening with my mother, who was very clingy as I rubbed her feet. And my teacher/girlfriend/Fuck buddy… when my mother finally had enough and I turned off the recording of the game Fareeha and I finally managed to get shopping, getting what we need before returning to her home.

Getting everything prepped and ready late into the evening I yawned and gave the exhausted Fareeha a kiss on the cheek. "There. Tomorrow morning I'll help you cook…" I stretched, as we walked into her living room. "…Crap its one in the morning…" I grumbled, eyeing the digital clock. "…Can I crash here?" I dropped on to the couch.

"…Sure you want to do it there?" she said a little seductively, lying on top of me and gently kissing my checks as her muscular body pressed against me. "…My bed's a lot comfier… so am I…"

"And your mom's upstairs…" I noted practically, and she stopped.

"right…" she noted sourly, getting up. "…Do you want a blanket or pillow?"

"Nah…" I noted, stretching on the couch comfortably, "…Just a goodnight kiss I suppose…" she chuckled and I felt her lips press against mine as she moaned softly against me. Then with a brush of her fingers, she headed upstairs.

"Night." She noted, and off to sleep I went.

OOfff!! Shot up as a pillow smacked me hard in the face and quickly looked around and found a very practical-looking Ms. Ana standing over me with a cup of coffee in hand. "…Good Morning Mr. Snow. How was your night?" she said casually, sipping her hot drink as she watched me.

"…Fine…" I replied, finding no other words. Honestly, I hoped to wake up long before she had.

"And what exactly are you doing here?" she asked, still casually.

I yawned and went into the kitchen she followed me. Honestly curious as she stood next to the kitchen knives rather ominously. I opened the fridge, took out the marinating Tupperware, shook it around and placed it back in the fridge upside down.

"Is that Mochiko chicken?" she asked curiously with a hint of a smile. "It's one of my favorites…"

"Well, Faree-Ms. Amari asked me to help her prep it." I mumbled, yawning, "…It got late. And she offered to let me crash on the couch."

"I bet she did." She said smugly, hiding her face with her coffee. "Well. I need to head out Mr. Snow… I hope it's as good as you claim to be."

As she left me alone in her home with her attractive daughter I couldn't help but think out loud, "…That woman scares me…" well… might as well not take an empty house for granted. And its not like I DIDN'T know where Fareeha's room was… so up the stairs I went as soon as Ms. Ana's truck was down the driveway and around the corner. Making my way into Fareeha's room, where she was sleeping in a less than glorious but utterly adorable position. In a threadbare T and her panties snoring loudly… funny I don't remember her doing that the few times we shared a bed…

As I went towards her slowly reaching around her waist I leaned forwards and… BAM!!! Her fist suddenly came out and slammed into the side of my head and bright sparkling stars peppered my vision as I hit the floor and everything went black.

"Scott? Scott! Wake up or you'll be late!"

I opened my eyes and I saw my stepmom, the raven black hair, eye tattoo, and olive skin of my step-mother Ana Amari. I groaned, and rolled over, wrapping myself up in blankets, "Aw mom… five more minutes…" she however grabbed the sheets of my bed and yanked me off, dropping me to the floor with a thud as I sat up. "…FINE…" I said, giving her a smile, "But its only because you're pretty…" she tossed my uniform shirt at me.

"Come on. Don't keep your sister waiting…" she noted annoyed but smiling at me after I called her pretty. I groaned and pulled on the Blizzard High uniform of snow white pants and dark blue polo shirt as I made my way downstairs to find my beautiful older step-sister Fareeha already eating her pancakes in her fetish-fueled schoolgirl uniform. Just an inch too long…

…Wait did it just shrink?... Nah I was imagining it. Must be the bump from earlier… Mom always said my head was up my ass.

I was about to sit down when mom shoved a buttered piece of toast in my mouth and lifted me from the table. "Nope. No time, you two need to head out."

"Fareeha got pancakes!" I said indignantly taking out the toast from my mouth as Fareeha's… rather suggestive tongue slowly licked her lips of syrup and she stood up.

"And so would you if you actually got up the first time. Out! Out!" she took the toast, shoved it back into my mouth, and shoved me outside. I stood there for a moment, waiting for Fareeha and glaring into the house.

"I demand pancakes!" I said childishly, catching the toast as if fell out of my mouth.

"Tough. You should've gotten up earlier." Fareeha said standing next to me, her bag in her hand as she handed me mine… how long has she been there?

"…You're just saying that because you're the REAL daughter…" I mumbled, but she punched me in the arm. I grinned at her.

"Speaking off what are you going to do for her Mother's Day gift?" Fareeha asked as we decided to take a shortcut through a blind alley to school. It seemed to come out of nowhere, in the corners of our eyes.

"…Hmmm…" I slipped my hand under her surprisingly short skirt, feeling her soft supple ass as I pulled her close to me, "…How about what I give you every sister appreciation day…"

"So… every day?" she replied smartly.

She moaned softly, standing still as I groped her ass and pinned her to the wall of the alley, licking her neck as I reached around and squeezed her chest, "No bra today?" I cooed, sucking her neck. "…Naughty."

"I didn't have time to put it on this morning…" she replied fidgeting in my hands. Turning her head and letting me taste the maple syrup still on her lips. "If you didn't FUCK me so hard last night I wouldn't have had to rush to my room this morning…" she whined like it was MY fault…

"If you weren't such a sexy Egyptian goddess we wouldn't have that problem…" I replied, turning her around and shoving my hard-on between her legs.

She wrapped her hands painfully tight around my head and pulled me to her lips, her tongue lapping away at my lips, still tasting like maple syrup. "We're going to be late…" she moaned with a seductive whine, riling me up more than anything as I unzipped. "And you're not wearing a condom."

"…When has that EVER stopped me?" I said out loud, pulling her panties aside and slowly shoving my throbbing cock in her tight wet pussy as she wrapped her legs around me.

"You're insatiable…" she whimpered as she squirmed at my thrust, her always tight pussy squeezing me further inside her as her skirt bounced around her body, my hands squeezing her breasts through her shirt. She writhed at my touch, gasping for breath as I continued to slam against her, the wall seemingly cracking under my thrusts as I pinned her hard to it. Then grabbing her ass… briefly confused as to why I was still squeezing her breasts at the same time, I pulled her to me and came deep inside her

"Oh yes!" she gasped, feeling me throb deep inside as her legs dropped to the ground, tightening briefly as she came…

"Hey…" I moaned softly, not satisfied in the least, "…Which Egyptian god is the one with the ever-present hard-on?" I cooed, licking her neck as she struggled beneath me.

"Min. And stop being a racist dick…" she said, briefly smacking me across the face. I turned her around, lifting her skirt about her round supple ass cheeks and spreading her wide. "W-wait…" she whimpered, knowing what was coming as I pried open her asshole. "A-ahhhh…" she squealed as her hands scrapped the wall and her ass cheeks pressed against my hips. The warmth of her body invited me deep and deeper inside.

"Honestly I just think it's funny…" I replied smugly, slamming away at her ass as she squeaked in pleasure. "I mean the Greeks had a god of beer, but Egyptians had a guy with a full on erection!" my hand slapped her bouncy rear, knocking the skirt down and hiding my view. "…I love this skirt." I growled, leaning forward and suckling at her neck as her ass bounced on me. "It's like I can do whatever I want to you and no one can see." I sped up, she shrieked in pleasure and I was sure someone was going to hear, but I didn't care.

"I'm cumming…" I growled happily, slamming her against the wall as she came and tried to crawl up it. I slapped my hips hard against her ass and came. Sighing in relief as I filled her tight little ass. "…I fucking love you…" I grunted, wrapping my hands around her round breasts and squeezing her tightly as I pulled her back against me, making sure not a drop of my cum escaped "…Let's play hooky and just fuck all day…"

"A-again?" she whined, "…Scott they'll call mom…"

"Yeah… so?" I replied kissing her, thoroughly content in staying inside my beautiful lover all day…

"MR. AMARI!" roared Mr. McCree actually firing a bullet at me as I jolted up in my chair, "I'm sorry if I bore you…" he said dryly, placing his still smoking revolver on the chair next to him as he glared.

…I distinctly remember not being in class and inside Fareeha… looking around and seeing the rest of the class. I merely sighed… "Sorry, sir… late night."

"Late evening…" he replied, "Detention…" I sighed, and leaned forward listening to his history lesson…

I blinked as I sat up, Mr. Winston was snoring at the desk, a copy of some fancy philosophy book draped across his face… "Wasn't I just…" I mumbled briefly, looking around and finding I was in detention… "…Right…" I mumbled and standing up I made my way to the door and out of school…

However, waiting for me outside was Mom. Standing there looking imposing with a blue beret on her head as she scowled at me. "…Scott, Detention? Again?"

"I shrugged. "Sorry Mom." I walked up next to her, eyeing her up and down. "Happy mother's day." She sighed and shook her head, leading me back home. "So… why did you come to pick me up?" I asked, finding myself walking into the house with her… Wait… when did I even get here?

"I wanted my mother's day gift… she replied and suddenly she was naked, sitting on the kitchen table and reaching for the syrup bottle, pouring it on her olive-skinned breasts as she twitched. "Oooh…" she whimpered seductively, "… It's so cold…"

I could tell… judging from how firm her nipples were… still though I approached, naked myself, as I gripped her breasts, the same size as Fareeha's as I licked up the sweet syrup. Listening to her moan my name lovingly as she spread her legs on the table. I played with my food as she held her legs open, letting me shove my fingers deep inside her as I spread her open and licked away the sticky syrup from her pussy. She trembled and her head slapped onto the table as her hips thrust her pussy up to meet my tongue as I lapped away at my meal…

Then pinning her shoulders to the table I aimed my throbbing cock towards the end goal, pushing inside her slowly as she gasped. Her chest was heaving and her stomach muscles clenched as I stretched her open. Making sure I was completely inside her I pulled back out, licking at her breasts as I shoved back into her, the table rattled and shook as she moaned, gasping in pleasure as I began steadily thrusting into her. Grabbing the table I climbed onto her, rotating my hips as she shook her own, grinning at me smugly.

"Ooohoo… not today." Pulling slowly out I steadied myself, my cock barely inside her before slamming balls deep back into her. Her body shook as she screamed in pleasure, her pussy leaking arousal around my cock and flowing down her body onto the table. Lubing my cock further as she squeezed around my length and came again, only encouraging me to speed up…

CRACK!!"

We hit the floor hard as we broke the table again, "Oh FUCK!!" she cried happily, squirting pussy juice as another orgasm hit her, screaming my release I slammed balls deep into her, growling like an animal as I held her tightly to my body, flooding her pussy with seed. I pushed off her, slapping my hips tightly to her and making sure every last drop was drained from my balls… I gave her tits one last slurp and pulled out… her pussy clenched a dollop of seed flooded from her insides. I pressed a hand on her stomach and pushed and a heavy flood of cum pooled on the floor. She opened her mouth wide, "Ahh…" I placed my cock on her tongue and she loudly slurped my cock into her mouth, licking my cock clean of seed.

"Oh god damn it!" Fareeha suddenly shouted, Mom's eyes widened, and was about to pull away but I put my hand back on her head and pulled her back down, making her go back to sucking. "…You two broke another table!?"

"In my defense." I noted, raising a finger as her skirt hit the floor followed by her polo shirt. "…It's Mother's Day."

"That's no excuse for wasting cum!" she replied angrily, practically diving onto our mom and slurping up my cum from her pussy.

"Uh huh…" I noted as she noisily sucked the cum from our mother's pussy. "Look at me mom." I noted and up went her pretty brown eyes as she slurped, and I pulled her head down further, not quite to the root, but enough… "…ah…" I sighed, my cock pumping my thick baby batter into her mouth as she moaned, her cheeks bulging as my cum filled her mouth, her eyes keeping contact with mine as I slowly pulled out stretching her lips as she tried in vain to suck me back in… she immediately gulped down my load: licking her lips and my cock.

"Hey, I want some." Fareeha moaned lovingly, crawling up to our mother and immediately embracing my cock with her lips, slurping noisily with mom.

"…Where did the table go?" I noted, the pieces of the broken wood missing as the two beautiful mother-daughter pair writhed together on the floor sucking my cock in alternation. Then I shrugged and slowly stroked the raven black hair of the almost twin women… "Fuck it…" I mumbled uncaringly, and they seemed to take that as an order.

Crawling on their hands and knees together, my stepmother still dripping my cum on the floor they shook their asses back and forth, bumping together and chuckling as they felt each other's bare flesh. I placed both hands on their soft rears, pushing them together and stroking them.

"Who wants to go first?" I asked, kneeling upright behind them as my cock throbbed impatiently and unbiasedly for pussy… or ass… honestly it just wanted a hole.

My stepmother laid her face on the floor, sticking her ass up high, reaching around to stretch herself as my seed dripped agonizingly slow to the floor pooling in a puddle. Honestly, she should've run out by now but she just kept her face to the floor. "Me baby…" her ass slowly moved up and down, as if stroking an imaginary dick. "Mommy wants more…"

"No me…" Fareeha replied, shaking her ass left and right like a dog, "…you can fuck my ass if you want…" she cooed softly, trying to tempt me away from our mother's slippery pussy. Reaching over her and shoving a finger in her ass, lifting her up as our stepmother gasped at the intrusion. "Her asshole is loose… but mine is nice and tight, I pull the cum from your balls in no time…"

"It's my unsafe day." Mom replied to that reaching under and shoving several fingers into Fareeha, "I know you want to give me a baby as a present…" Fareeha whimpered as they molested their respective holes. "Fuck your baby into me Scott…"

"Like mother like daughter…" I growled possessively, moving behind Ana as she grinned happily and Fareeha whined.

"No…" she moaned, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her upright, kissing her as I shoved my cock back into our mother's gaping hole. Ana squealed as my cock stretched her tight pussy open once more as I kissed my lover/step sister…

Odd that didn't sound right… but as our tongues wrestled for dominance I realized I didn't really care.

"Stop whining…" I said softly to Fareeha as I suckled at her lips, then her breasts, steadily thrusting inside mom as it dislodged thick globs of cum from her pussy. "I fuck you all the time…"

"But I want you now…" she whimpered, wrapping her arms and a leg around me, trying to absorb me into her as I sucked her breasts.

"If you're a good girl and wait…" I growled possessively, biting her nipples and tugging them as she gasped, "I'll give you a baby too…"

"You promise?" she asked cheerfully as I squeezed her ass with one hand and our mother's with the other. Biting deep into their flesh with my fingers as I approached my release, pounding my mother to the floor as she shrieked in pleasure

"It's mother's day." I replied as if that made sense… pushing the back of Ana's head down to the floor I climbed on top of her ass best I could and came, hard as she shrieked and trembled around my cock. "Get pregnant…" I hissed, the sheer taboo of putting my baby into my mother dominating my mind more than anything, encouraging my balls to fire as much fertile semen into that womb as possible.

"My baby's giving me a baby!" Ana shrieked happily as her ass pressed against me. "Oh god it's so thick!" her toes curled as her pussy practically sucked the load from me. I smacked both cheeks of her ass before unceremoniously pulling out of her, rolling her over, and spreading her legs so view my work. Fareeha, seemingly pulling a flesh-colored dildo from nowhere shoved it coldly into mom as she gasped, and trembled.

"Keep that in there…" she ordered before turning to me. "Me. Me! it's my turn…" she cried desperately. I blinked at her, suddenly she was wearing a jet black bunny suit, mesh stockings, black gloves, and heels, two black rabbit ears bouncing on her head.

…Fuck this was a dream wasn't it? She only wore that in my dreams… Ah well better enjoy it before I wake-

SMACK SMACK!!!

"AH FUCK!!" I hissed suddenly as a hand moved quickly across my face, back and forth.

"Language Snow." Ms. Ana said casually as screams of 'Mom!' roared out over the kitchen. "I just thought you might want to wake up for lunch.

The venerable, but still rather pretty, the face of Ms. Ana stared at me lying on the couch as I sat up and groaned. She handed me a glass of water, a brand painkiller, and a bag of ice. I swallowed and drank the water, placing the ice on my face as she stood up.

"…What hit me?" I asked with a moan, my skull still throbbing.

"Well… Fareeha knocked you out… and I slapped you awake because I'm missing my shows." She said smugly, pulling my feet off the couch and dropping onto the cushions as I sat up. "…You know Snow with the number of fights you get into in your friend's honor I didn't think you had a glass jaw…

"…Well Ms. Amari has quite a right hook…" I mumbled as she chuckled, getting up and walking into the kitchen where Fareeha was frying the chicken.

With Ms. Ana watching TV in the living room I reached carefully for Fareeha's hips and gave her a kiss on the cheeks.

"…Sorry I knocked you out…" she said shyly, fidgeting around my quickly approaching erection.

"Well… you can make it up to me." I said softly, keeping my voice low and… eager.

"…And how can I do that?" she said smugly, pushing her jeans-covered ass against my quickly hardening appreciation.

"…You still have your bunny suit, right?" I asked… admittedly a little nervously.

"…Well duh…" she replied leaning back against me and kissing me as I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. "Someone likes how my ass looks in it…"

"Good. I want to breed my bunny…" I replied, passionately kissing her as her body molded against mine. She shook her ass slowly on my cock, eager to please.

"What's burning?" Ms. Ana shouted suspiciously from the living room and reacting immediately we began to tend to the food. I frowned. We weren't burning anything… I looked subtly into the living room finding a very smug-looking Ms. Ana… her good eye twinkling as she continued to watch TV.

End of Chapter.