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Chris cums into his own	By : thebogeyman Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 61650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chris cums into his own

Chapter 3
"Let go of me Chris!" Meg cried, as she vainly tried to get away from him.
"Relax Meg. You know about she and I. I think it's only fair that she knows that you and I are fooling around."
"Chris, I told you that she hates me. If she sees us together she's going to lose her mind. Who knows what she'll do to me."
"Here's what's going to happen. She'll act shocked, but when I tell her you know about us she'll be relieved. After that she'll make some snide remark about you and want to have sex with me to show you who's boss."
"Oh my god! Chris, Meg, what on earth are you doing?"
Chris grinned and winked at Meg before turning his head to face Lois. "It's okay honey, Meg knows about us. We had a little discussion about it and came to an understanding. Oh, and you might want to close the door before the neighbors see what's going on here."
Lois slammed the door and leaned against it, the implications of what she just heard whirling in her brain. "Meg knows? Holy Toledo, that's awesome! No more sneaking around." She reached back to unzip her sundress and let it fall to the floor, revealing a pink thong and matching lacy bra. With a feral grin she swayed over to the couch and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.
"My god," Chris thought. "When she turns up the sex appeal there is no one in the world that can compare." He couldn't help his reaction and his cock went from a semi to full blown erection. Meg must have felt it because she hung her head and tried to pull away. He gave her hips a squeeze and ran his hands up her sides to let her know that he was still thinking of her.
When Lois finally pulled her tongue out of his mouth she grinned down at them. "So, did the little skank blackmail you into fucking her, or did you just miss me so much that you decided that any old hole would do?" Without waiting for an answer she went on. "No more hiding. Look at how wet I am. I want you right here, right now."
Chris held up held up his hand to keep her from sitting on the couch, but he couldn't help but notice how wet her panties were. This was harder than he had expected but he wasn't going to stray from his plan. "I've got a better idea. Go up to the bedroom and get out the hand and ankle cuffs. I'll be right behind you."
"Wellll, I had bondage scheduled for next month, but if my man wants to play rough I'm up for it. Make your excuses to the B-Team and come up stairs to see what a real woman can do."
Chris watched her bounce up the stairs and turned to Meg. Her body language was awful. Head down, shoulders slumped, and trying her best not to cry. All of his hard work destroyed with a few thoughtless words. But this was expected and should be recoverable.
Meg tried to get off his lap, saying, "Thanks for being so nice to me today but I know you'd rather be with her. There's just no way I can compete with that."
Holding her in place, Chris said, "Look at me Meg." When she refused to meet his eyes he gently lifted her chin. "I'm sorry that you had to endure that, but if it's any consolation, it was necessary and that is the last time anyone in this house will treat you like that, except maybe Stewie. I still haven't figured out what to do about him."
"You heard her, she hates me. Nothing is going to change."
"Meg, what do you have to lose? If you're right nothing will change. You'll just go on being the doormat. But if I'm right, and you'll just trust me, then today is really the first day of the rest of your life. So what do you want to do? Sit down here feeling sorry for yourself, or go upstairs and let me make you a woman?"
Meg smiled and laced her fingers behind his neck. "At least I know that you care for me if you're willing to pass up a night with mom for me. Where are we going to do it, your room or mine?"
"We'll be using the master bedroom tonight. Hang on," he said, leaning forward and standing. His hands dug into her fleshy ass and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Wow, you've really gotten strong. What about mom? Are you going to ask her to leave?"
Chris ascended the stairs. "You aren't the only one with a problem. Lois' problem is that she has a blind spot where you're concerned. Before we can help you, we have to cure her problem, and one way we're going to do that is by showing her that you're a sexy, desirable woman."
"You want me to have sex in front of mom? Chris, I don't want to do that."
"Sweetheart, have I been wrong about anything so far today? You said that you couldn't cum. I said you could and proved that I was right. I told you how Lois would react when she found us together and she did just what I said. I'm going to occasionally ask you to do things that you don't want to do. Nothing sexually, just things that will help you see yourself through your own eyes, not the eyes of the bullies that have been beating you down for the last ten years. But Meg, I can't do anything if you don't trust me. I'll always be on your side, and I'll never deliberately hurt you. So can you trust me to do what's best for you, sweetie?"
Her eyes filled with tears and she looked at him with such trust and devotion that it nearly broke his heart. "I trust you Chris, and I'll do anything you say."
"That's my girl." He leaned down and held her until her feet touched the floor. With his thumbs he wiped away her tears and gave her a soft kiss. "She might still be a little mean, but don't let it bother you. Anything she says is just going to make her feel worse once I explain to her what a bully she's been. Are you ready?" Meg nodded quickly, and hand in hand they walked into the bedroom.
"I see you brought your little girl friend," Lois said from the bed. "Good, maybe she'll learn something. I'm going to scream for you tonight baby."
Lois was up on one elbow, stretched out on the bed. She still wore her underwear, knowing how much he enjoyed removing it, and her furry handcuffs were swinging from one slender finger. He turned to Meg, and pretended to notice the condition of her chest. Leaning down he whispered, "I got you kind of crusty. When our bodies are together I want to feel your skin rubbing against me. Go get cleaned up and I'll explain to Lois what's going to happen tonight."
"Okay Chris."
"Chickened out did she? Well she's still going to hear us. I can finally cut lose. No more biting my lip when I cum. So what are you going to do to me Master?"
She raised her hips and Chris slid the thong down her long, sexy legs. "I must really love you Meg if I'm willing to pass this up," Chris thought. Out loud he said, "You've been a bad mom and you're going to be punished tonight."
"I've been a very bad mommy, letting my gorgeous son have his way with my body. I definitely need a good spanking."
He patted the bed where he wanted her and then secured her wrists before moving down to her ankles. "This has nothing to do with me. You've been a bad mother to Meg, and when she gets back, she's going to whip your ass and then I'm going to make love to her while you watch."
"No freaking way is that little bitch going to spank me."
"Stop! Lois you are not going to call her names any more."
"Come on, she's not even here."
"Oh, so you don't call her names to her face? Let's see if this sounds familiar. 'So, did the little skank blackmail you into fucking her, or did you miss me so much that you decided that any hole would do?'"
"She knows that I was just teasing."
"You called her a skank and said anyone that fucked her would have to be desperate. Would you consider it a joke if I said that to you? Her whole life she's been picked on at school, and then when she got home where she should be safe and loved, it started up all over again. Dad was the worst, but we all did it. I mean even the damn dog talks down to her for god's sake."
"Was it really that bad?" Lois asked in a small voice.
"It's a miracle that she didn't kill herself. We have to help her. We have three months before she goes off to collage and is beyond our control. If we succeed she'll go off, make lots of friends and have a great experience. If we fail then she'll spend four years alone in her dorm room and probably come back worse then ever. If you don't want to do this then say the safe word and I'll release you. I would never betray that trust, but if you say it then I'm going to take Meg to her room, make love to her all night, and you and I can decide where we go from here tomorrow. I hope you won't do that. I hate the thought of not being with you, and I don't think I can do this without your help. So will you help me sweetheart?"
"Of coarse I will darling. When I think back on all the rotten things that I've said over the years... But Chris, something else is bothering me. You didn't just decide to get this much smarter. What happened to the goofy boy that I raised?"
Chris sighed, "I probably should have told you but I was afraid that you'd get mad. I don't have time tonight, tonight is about Meg. But I promise that as soon as we have a little alone time I'll tell you the whole story. Even the parts that you might not like. Will that be good enough?"
"I guess that I can wait a little longer. You should get one of the whips from the back of the closet. Use the riding crop. That sucker really hurts."
Chris reached over and caressed her shapely ass. "I'll never let anyone harm this work of art. That would be a crime against nature."
"But Chris honey, I deserve to be punished, and I didn't tell you this cause I was saving it for bondage week, but I love being spanked. Sometimes I can cum just from that glorious thwack!"
"Perfect. Sweetheart, this isn't about punishing you, it's about Meg taking power over her tormentors. We can punish ourselves or be paralyzed with guilt, but who will that help? You can cum, and I'll even help you, but you have to keep quiet. If Meg realizes that you had an orgasm I'm going to leave you shackled all night. Deal?"
"You're evil," Lois said with a laugh. Okay, it's a deal."
"Excellent. Meg should have been back by now. She's probably feeling scared and insecure, I'll go get her." Giving her ass one final rub, he stood and headed for the door.
"Chris, one question. If we both tormented Meg then why am I the one getting spanked?"
"Two reasons. First, you look a lot better than I do all tied up. And second, we're playing good cop bad cop and you weren't here when we voted to see who got to be good."
"You son of a bitch."
"You got that right. One sexy bitch that's going to scream for me tonight if she's a good girl."
Lois pressed her face into the mattress and laughed. He turned her on like no man she had ever known, and she wondered if she was just twisted or he was really that good.
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Chris returned to the bedroom with his arm around Meg. She had been staring at her feet when he found her, trapped in a loop of indecision. It was a mistake to leave her alone for so long, but he was grateful for the time to get Lois on board. A few kisses and the promise of pleasures to come had brought her out of her funk, and the next part should be a nice distraction. He wasn't sure how she was going to react, but it was sure to be interesting. "Before we start, Lois has something to say to you," Chris said as he led her to stand in front of her mother.
Lois turned her head, as much as she was able, to look up at Meg. "Meg, I'm very sorry for the way I've treated you. I have no excuse, but if you can forgive me I promise to try and make it up to you."
"Oh mom, of course I forgive you." She bent to hug her but recoiled when she realized that they were both naked. "Mom, I want to hug you, but we're both nude and you're kinda tied up."
"That's okay sweetheart. Knowing that you forgive me is enough. But Chris and I talked about it and we both think you should spank me."
He hadn't anticipated this. "That sexy little bitch is trying to steal the good cop role from me," he thought. Shaking his head in admiration, he watched to see Meg's reaction.
"It's okay mom, I forgive you. You don't have to be spanked."
"Yes she does, Meg. She needs a spanking, and you need to know that people can't treat you poorly without repercussions."
"Chris, I'm not going to spank my mother."
He considered threatening Meg with a spanking if she didn't cooperate, but decided on a different strategy. "Okay Meg. You said that you'd do what I ask, but if you can't do it I guess that this duty falls on my shoulders. I'm sorry Lois. This is going to be much worse for you, but your daughter doesn't want to do what's needed."
"Chris, no!"
THWACK
Lois cried out, and though it sounded like a groan of pain, he knew her well enough to see that she was seriously turned on. He had seen the sexy schoolgirl outfit in her closet and was already planning different scenarios for the stern teacher and naughty schoolgirl. He admired the angry red handprint on her porcelain skin then turned to Meg.

"Are you sure that you can't do this?"
"Okay, okay, I'll do it. God, you hit her so hard."
"This is supposed to be punishment. You can't just pat her on the butt and call it a spanking. Now give her a swat."
smack
"No, no, that one doesn't count. I want you to give her ten solid swats on each cheek, and make her feel it."
SMACK
"Much better, but did you see her move? Hang on." He stepped up and over Lois, sitting down beside her on the bed. He gripped a thigh with one hand while his right slipped under to cup her pussy. "Okay, she can't get away now. Nineteen more, and don't forget that she called you a skank."
Meg began warily, her next slap scarcely harder then her first, but by the fifth strike she was starting to get into it. On stroke twelve she suddenly stopped and turned to him. "Chris, I think I really hurt her. Look, she's shaking all over. I think twelve is enough.
Chris was laughing inside. If Meg was a little more experienced with sex she might have recognized an orgasm. His hand was drenched and her pussy was giving his middle finger quite a workout. "She'll be fine, Meg. You were spanked when you were little and managed to survive. Lois and I agreed on twenty swats and if you don't finish then I will."
Taking a deep breath, Meg dealt out the remaining eight swats quickly. They weren't that hard, definitely not as hard as Lois would have liked, but each impact sent a wave of pleasure through her body and Chris didn't complain. With the last stroke, Meg leaned down and hugged her mother's back. "I'm sorry mom. I hope I didn't hurt you too much."
"No honey, you didn't. Thank you for doing that. I hope that we can put this all behind us and be a happy family from here on out."
"That's all I've ever wanted, mom."
This was getting too emotional and he and Meg had to get up early tomorrow. "That's enough, cutie, let's pick up where we left off downstairs." As Meg hurried around the bed, he looked down to find Lois smiling at him. She mouthed the words, "I love you," and bobbed her head when he held up a pillow. Carefully sliding it beneath her cheek, he made certain that she could see over her arm and turned just in time to catch Meg as she hurtled up onto the bed.
Her tongue was instantly in his mouth, and as she straddled his thigh he realized that though she acted guilty and reluctant about spanking Lois, something about the act had her really fired up. she pulled away and looked into his eyes. "I don't care about your steps. I want you NOW!"
"That's very flattering sweetheart, but I'm going to stick to my plan. It won't be that much longer."
"But you're hard. I felt you get hard when we kissed. Don't you want to do it?"
"More than you can imagine, but this head is in charge right now," he said, tapping his temple. "A girl's first time can be uncomfortable, even with an average guy. If I were to force this in you right now it would be a long time before you got any pleasure from it."
"Why don't you eat her little pussy? That ought to loosen her up."
Chris reached across Meg and casually slapped Lois' reddened ass. "Enough from you, you're in a timeout." Ignoring her giggles, he turned back and helped Meg off of his lap, laying her down on the bed. He rolled to the nightstand and rolled back with three objects in his hand.
"What are those?"
"I know you're inexperienced, but I think you recognize a dildo when you see one. What you should have asked is what am I going to do with them. This is step three, step four, and step five. I'm going to relax and loosen you so that when it's time, I won't cause you any pain."
"I don't mind a little pain."
"Okay, I'll make you a deal. When I'm finished with step three, you can skip four and five and move straight on to nine if you want."
"There are seven more steps?"
"No. Three, four, five, nine. Actually it's nine and five-eighths but I hate to brag."
Meg laughed and shook her head. "Oh yeah, you really hate that. And why am I not surprised that you've measured your cock?"
"Well I was curious. Here. Why don't you make yourself useful and get this wet for me."
Meg giggled and turned away from the offered sex toy. "Eeewwww, that's been in mom's pussy, Chris. Get it away from me."
If it wouldn't start another discussion he would tell Meg that Lois was meticulous when it came to cleaning her toys. Which was why he felt no qualms about sucking it into his mouth and coating it in spit even though he knew that she liked this little one in her ass.
Moving between her legs, he pushed them up and apart and started sliding the bright pink phallus through her love lips. He watched her closely, and once she relaxed onto the bed, he changed the angle and eased it into her. Meg's hips rose and her fingers dug into the sheets. "Oh my god, I thought you were going to start with the small one."
"This is the small one sweetheart, you're just not used to it. This is about as small a cock as you're likely to run into out in the wild. Just relax and it should start to feel good any second."
"It feels good now, but I feel so full."
"She doesn't know what full is yet," he thought. Pushing slowly, he tried to gauge her level of relaxation. Initially he thought she must be squeezing, but by the fifth or sixth stroke the little pink dick was sliding effortlessly through her well lubricated channel.
A groan and the slight lifting of her hips told him that she noticed him switching to the blue toy. About the size of an average man, it took a full dozen strokes before he could relax his grip and slide it easily within her depths.
When he hatched this plan he had expected to exercise his oral skills to move things along, but she was taking her first real penetration better than expected, for which he was grateful. It wasn't that he didn't want to taste her, quite the opposite. But if he went down on her now he would have so many hairs in his teeth he would look like he tried to eat a sea urchin.
As he pushed the final dildo home, a black number considerably larger then the last, he thought that he was hurting her. But as he listened closely, her soft moans of "Yes, yes, yes," came clear. After a dozen more strokes, he decided that she was ready.
He continued stroking into her as he got to his knees and moved between her legs. Meg didn't even notice until she felt his hand on her knee and the plastic phallus left her body. Looking up, she saw Chris smiling down at her as he ran his cock through her lips and across her clit. "Are you ready for the real thing, sweetheart?"
Meg nodded, unwilling to trust her voice right now. He moved back and told her, "Grab my cock and line it up with you pussy. It's hard for me to see and this saves you from having me stab your butt until I finally find the target." Doing as she was told, Meg moved him into position and waited for him to make her a women. And waited.
Looking up to see what was wrong, she found Chris staring down at her with that mischievous grin of his. Oh god, he was going to make her beg. She didn't want to seem like a slut, but she had to have him inside her. Taking a deep breath, she was prepared to say whatever it took. She opened her mouth and the air whooshed out of her lungs as he pressed forward, plunging into her in one, long, slow, glorious stroke.
The first penetration was the best as far as he was concerned. Something to be savored and done as slowly as possible. He briefly considered making her beg, but feared that she might consider it a form of humiliation. Later, when she had more confidence, he would tease and torment her. Driving her desire higher and higher until she came with the first stroke. But not this time. He listened to the music of her lust-filled moan as he moved ever deeper until he reached the bottom.
Even with all the time he spent relaxing her, she was still tighter than Lois, and without pushing past her cervix he couldn't use his full length. He wasn't sure what forcing through the cervix would do to a virgin. Meg would know, she was a wiz in biology, but she had other things on her mind at the moment. With all her technical knowledge, this was her first practical experience, and she was obviously loving it. Dropping to his elbows, he pressed his lips to hers.
Meg was in heaven, that was the only explanation. His fingers had felt great, the sex toys were incredible, but nothing could have prepared her for the ecstasy of having a man inside her. She felt him bump into her cervix and then start an equally slow withdrawal, leaving her feeling empty. Just when she feared that she might never experience that fullness again he plunged in with the same agonizing slowness. She groaned as he again hit bottom and then his lips were on her.
Instinctively her arms and legs wrapped around his body and she sucked on his tongue as if her life depended on it. Chris kissed his way across her cheek and nibbled on her ear. "Relax your legs sweetie," he whispered. "Remember the finger? We're doing this together. Let me out. There you go. Now here I come, get ready to squeeze. Oh yeah, that's so good. Okay, all the way out, and a little faster this time."
God, she's wound so tight she'll be cumming any minute. He slowly built up speed and moved his lips across her neck and face. Meg was moaning constantly and was so caught up in these new sensations that she couldn't even kiss him back when his lips touched hers. Time to finish her off.
She had given up squeezing with her legs and pulled her knees up to her chest. Chris was panting into her ear, and he was going so fast it was like having a wild animal between her thighs. Without step two she might not have recognized the sensations spreading out from her cunt, but now she knew an orgasm was building. A garbled groan escaped her lips as she tried to tell him not to stop. Fortunately he showed no signs of slowing. With every stroke the pressure built within her. Higher and higher, until, with a flash of light behind her eyes and a silent explosion, her climax overwhelmed her.
Chris would have known that she was cumming, even without the high-pitched scream that nearly deafened his left ear. Pushing his cock to the bottom, he allowed more of his weight to settle onto her, trapping her clit between his shaft and pelvis. Holding her tightly, he gave her a slow grind as she bucked and thrashed beneath him.
When she finally settled down he pushed up to see how she was doing. Eyes closed, she took long slow breaths. Her face and body glowed with a light sheen of perspiration, and he thought that he had never seen her look so beautiful. That was until she opened her eyes and an angelic smile spread across her face putting her previous beauty to shame. "How do you feel?" he asked, returning her smile.
"Incredible," she answered while twisting her nipples. "I never thought... Thank you Chris, you were amazing."
"No need to thank me, I had fun too."
She looked down and noticed that he was still stroking into her with a slow, easy motion. "Are we still fucking?"
"I'm just keeping it hard. I'm pretty close so I won't be able to give you the full treatment, but I thought you might want to try another position."
"I don't want to move right now, but I do want to feel you shoot your stuff in me."
"That can probably be arranged, but shoot my stuff? You've got to do better than that. How about, 'Oh mighty love god, tease the cobra and make him unleash a torrent of venom.'"
"I'm not going to call it a cobra," she said, trying to control her giggles. How about, shove that fat cock in me and dump a load."
"Kind of crude don't you think? Still, much better than shoot your stuff." He dropped down again and rubbed their noses together. "How about a kiss to get me started?"
Meg's eyes crinkled and she replied, "That can probably be arranged."
As their lips came together Chris began to move more purposely. At last he could focus on his pleasure and he opened his senses to the many sensations. The sound of his cock sliding through her juicy cunt. The feel of her nipples grating across his chest. The scent of her sweat, and the overpowering aroma of two pussies had his head swimming. Lois must be really turned on if he was able to smell her over Meg. Still, there was something missing.
He broke the kiss and waited for her to meet his eyes. Meg, we're still doing this together. If you just lie there I'm just using your body to masturbate."
"I'm sorry, what should I do?"
"I think that's five swats I owe you for apologizing. I was trying to teach you, not complaining. Even if you've had your orgasm and are just waiting for your lover to finish, you should still let him know that you're into it. Explore my body with your hands. Rub your legs on mine. Reach back, squeeze my ass and tell me how badly you want me to 'shoot my stuff'. Lie if you have to. At this point you probably just want me to cum and get the hell off you."
Her hands slipped up his arms and across his chest. "I love having you on top of me and I never want you to get the hell off. It feels so good to have your big, hard cock inside me."
"Oh you're good," he praised as he resumed pumping into her. "Do you like my body?"
"It's amazing." She squeezed his upper arms, and even using all her strength she was barely able to dent his triceps. "Your arms are so hard. Just a few months ago it was like squeezing a marshmallow. And your chest is so wide. I can't believe that you and my pudgy little brother are the same person."
Reminding him how fat he'd been wasn't exactly what he had in mind, but she was trying, and her hands felt great. She was even rocking her hips up to meet him like he'd been asking for.
All week Lois had been working with him on his stamina. He had the opposite problem of most guys. Although his first orgasm could come quick enough, he could easily last an hour before finally blasting his second load. She told him that she would like him to cum three or even four times rather than get fucked to death in order to ring that second one out of his balls. What he needed to do was focus completely on his pleasure and not worry about the woman once she got hers.
He reminded himself that he was fucking a virgin and he had rocked her world without hurting her. His skin slid easily across hers thanks to the sweat he'd worked up and her heels were digging into his ass, gently urging him on. And then there was her voice. If she had any advantage over Lois it was that sexy voice of hers. She was telling him how good she felt and begging him to cum and make her a woman. He buried his nose in her hair to smell her fruity shampoo and released the brakes.
"No wonder his stomach is so flat if he'd been doing this all week," Meg Thought. Chris thrust into her, and like the little engine that could, he started slowly but soon built up to a hundred miles an hour. Just when she was wondering how long he could keep up this pace, he dropped down and nuzzled the side of her head. Now, although his hips were still pounding into her, almost his entire weight was crushing her into the bed and it felt so right.
Suddenly Chris went from light speed to a full stop. He pushed into her guts and then it happened. She felt his cock pulsing and her pussy was filled with liquid fire. He pulled out slightly and pushed back in, creating the most amazing squishing sensation. Her arms and legs squeezed him and her little fingers dug into his back as he moaned passionately into her ear.
As quickly as it had begun it was over and her world flipped as Chris rolled onto his back, taking her with him. Resting her head on his chest, she listened to his heart pound as his hands roamed her back. "Why did you roll over? I love feeling you on top of me."
"I was afraid of crushing you. This is nice too, don't you think?"
"Um hm," she sighed. She could feel him shrinking within her and already missed the fullness, although she had to admit that she was a little sore. She pushed herself up to look at his face and smiled. "You owe me ten dollars. I told you that I wouldn't beg."
Returning her grin, Chris palmed her tits and squeezed her nipples between two fingers, making her shiver. You're right, Meg, you didn't beg... But you would have."
Another shiver ran up her spine as she looked into his eyes. He was right. She would have begged unashamedly, promised anything to get his cock inside her. And it would have been totally worth it. "Okay, maybe you're right. Shall we call it a draw?"
Shaking his head, he said, "No, you won fair and square. I'll buy you something."
"I'm so jealous."
They both turned, but Meg was the first to speak. "You don't have to be jealous, mom. I'm not trying to take him from you. But I might want to borrow him again if it's okay with both of you."
"I'm not jealous of you having sex with Chris. My first time was awful. He pumped into me three times and then just left me there, bleeding and sore. I must have gone through five or six guys before I had my first orgasm."
Stroking her sides to get Meg's attention, Chris said, "I think it's time to hit the shower. I told you sex was messy."
"Chris baby, do you have something for me? Watching you two made me so horny."
This was hardly unexpected, and one of the reasons that he had moved Meg on top as soon as he finished cumming. "I don't know honey. I've already cum twice this evening and it's completely soft."
"He's right mom. The only reason he's still inside me is that its so damn big and I haven't moved."
"Look, if I can't get it hard again I'll sew up my pussy and move into a convent. Please stud, I need you."
"I'm so depressed. The women in my life only care about me for my body."
"Oh yeah, you look like you're really suffering," said Meg with a grin.
"That's enough sass from you, brat. Sit up but don't get off of me."
"Why?"
"You'll see. Now do as you're told or I'll give you those five swats that I owe you."
"Sorry."
"Six."
"That's not a threat. It actually sounds like fun. Wait a second. Mom, did you like it when I spanked you?" Her only answer was a giggle and a sparkle in Lois' eyes. "Oh my god, you came from me hitting you, that's why you were shaking."
"Well, your brother was fingering me while you were doing it. It was an amazing experience. You'll definitely want to try it."
"Chris, why did you let me think I was hurting her?"
"We can discuss it later. I've got a woman in need and you're holding things up. Rise up on your knees for me." His cock slipped from her well used pussy, followed by a waterfall of jizz and pussy juice.
"Holy crap, there's so much!" Meg cried in amazement.
"Yep, you really made me cum hard you sexy little bitch. Wipe you snatch on my stomach. Oh yeah, that's so hot." Meg's grin nearly split her face as she glowed in his praise. Once he determined that she was relatively clean he said. "Now release Lois' hands. If I move I'm going to make a bigger mess on the bed then we already have."
Meg removed one cuff and then barely got out of the way as Lois twisted around and threw her face into his crotch, devouring their combined juices as if it was ambrosia. Could she really like the taste of cum that much?
"No fair using your hands Lois." He took her wrist and she eagerly moved her other hand into position to allow him to fasten them behind her back. She was really into this. It was going to be a hell of a lot of fun looking into all the dark corners of her sexual appetite. He noticed that she was taking extra time on his stomach. "She likes the taste of cunt!" he thought. "That would be so hot if I could get them together."
"Ha! I told ya I could get it hard. Slam it in me baby."
Chris shook himself out of his lesbian daydream and got to his knees. He knew that this erection had nothing to do with her impressive oral skills, but he didn't want to say anything in front of Meg. As he straddled her thighs he licked his thumb and gave her puckered anus a little rub. "You know Lois, it would be a lot easier to go in the back door in this position."
"That big banana would never fit in there. Just fuck me, baby."
Chris chuckled and spread her butt cheeks to help find his target. Banana was her safe word. So far she had refused to let him fuck her ass and wouldn't tell him why. Fingers and toys were great but she made it clear that his cock was not welcome. It hardly mattered as long this hot cunt was open to him, but he did wonder what she was afraid of.
Lining up, he slammed into her. Or should he say splashed into her. He didn't understand female anatomy well enough to know where all this lubrication came from, but Lois must have a reservoir the size of lake Michigan. Over the last week he had learned that he could get her wet with a single kiss on the neck, and when she was really worked up, the juice oozed out of her like a leaky faucet. Using the handcuff chain as a handle, he raised her arms just enough to put pressure on her shoulders and set up a steady rhythm, sliding easily on her firm thighs.
"Am I supposed to just sit here and watch you fuck mom?"
"I thought I told you earlier that you're supposed to do whatever you want," Chris said with a smile to take the sting out of his words. "If you're into watching then watch. But you may have noticed that Lois can't kiss me in this position. If you'd like to fill in for her I'd enjoy that."
Meg knee walked over and pressed her lips his, swaying side to side to match his movement. As she pushed her tits into his side, Chris reached behind her and slid two fingers deep in her cum filled cunt, making her groan into his mouth. Her hands seemed to be everywhere on him and he broke their kiss to say, "Play with yourself cutie. I want you to cum with us."
"I don't know how."
"Just wet your fingers and rub around your clit. If something feels bad don't do it. If it feels good keep doing it."
Those rudimentary instructions were the best he could do. With each thrust Lois moaned into the pillow. He imagined that she would sound just like that with her face buried in Meg's crotch and it was driving him crazy. He could watch Meg cum and feel Lois climax. Or maybe one of them could ride his cock while he ate the other one. They'd be kissing and playing with each other's tits. Shit, he needed to buy a video camera just in case.
Without conscious thought Chris had ramped up to full speed. The vision was so real he could almost touch it. "Lois, I hope you're close cause I can't hold out anymore." He sensed her surprise but nothing mattered now. With a final push he groaned and unloaded a virtual gallon of cum into Lois. His hot seed triggered her orgasm, and Meg joined them a few seconds later. For a time the room was filled with a symphony of moans, groans, and gasps and Chris hoped that the window was closed. Otherwise they might have Quagmire knocking on their door, wondering what was going on and if he could join.
Lois was humming happily into the pillow, and with her sated for the moment, he released her hands then turned to Meg. "Good?"
She nodded dreamily and gave him a kiss. "Not as good as getting fucked, but good. I still can't believe that I never thought of rubbing my pussy. I'm such a dummy."
"You're not dumb, just ignorant. Everyone learns this at their own pace."
"Well I'm ready to learn some more and you did say that you were going to punish me with six orgasms."
"Sorry, sweetie. I'm going to have to give you an IOU on the other three."
"So we can do this again?"
"If that's what you want."
"I want, I want! Can we do it tomorrow?"
"We'll see. You'll probably be a little sore tomorrow. Why don't you go warm up the shower and I'll set Lois free and be right behind you. Washing each other can be really sexy. It might be that by the time we're finished I'll only owe you two."
"Okay, but hurry."
As Meg rushed out of the room Chris turned and removed the ankle cuffs. "You're in for it now," Lois said with a little giggle.
"Tell me about it. Trying to satisfy two Pewterschmidt women my be biting off more than I can chew."
"Oh you can handle it stud, just be glad you're so young. Chris, I want to tell you how proud I am of you. You took what can be a scary and painful experience for a young woman and made it wonderful."
"Well I have a great teacher." Lois sat up and he began rubbing her shoulders. "How are your arms? I didn't pull too hard did I?"
She closed her eyes and smiled. "No, it was perfect. That doesn't mean you have to stop doing what you're doing though."
"Sweetheart, I want you to know that I'm not doing it with Meg because sex with you is lacking in anyway, and if there was anyone that I could trust to teach her about sex.."
Placing a finger on his lips, Lois smiled into his eyes. "It's okay honey, I want you to screw girls your own age. I hadn't really expected you to bang Meg, but now that I know what you're doing it makes sense. What I want to know is where did those tits come from? She's bigger than I am."
"She's been wearing an A-cup bra and smashing her tits flat because she's afraid to ask you to get her the right size."
"I'm an awful mother." Lois said, hanging her head.
"It's not your fault. You didn't have three kids, you had five because dad counted for at least two. He caused so much trouble that the rest of us are lucky we got any attention at all. So don't beat yourself up over the past. It won't change anything, and it won't help Meg. She needs her mom now, but what she really needs most of all is a girlfriend. While I'm at work tomorrow I want you to take her shopping and get her a new bra."
"She could wear one of mine with a little adjustment."
"That would be fine for shopping, but buy her one or two of her own; she has so little. But don't go crazy buying clothes. Her body is going to be changing over the next couple of months. We can get her a nice wardrobe just before she goes off to collage. It will be motivation to keep herself in shape once I'm not there to keep her working."
"You've got it all figured out," she said with a rueful smile. "You promised to tell me what you did to get so smart."
"No, I promised to tell you the next time we're alone, but not now, I've got to go wash her back before all the hot water is gone."
"Okay. Wash her back and then we can talk after you fuck me again. That one was great but I'm still horny."
"Oh, Meg is going to sleep with us tonight. I don't want her to be alone after her first time."
"Oh, okay, but if I have to wait until tomorrow you're going to have to work that much harder."
"I was thinking about that, and I feel that Meg's sexual education would benefit greatly if she got a chance to see the world famous Lois Pewterschmidt pussy dance."
"Really?! I'm going to blow her mind and your cock."
"Just keep in mind that I've already cum three times this evening so you definitely have your work cut out for you."
"You haven't seen the big ending yet. Don't worry, I can make a dead man cum. Or maybe I should wear the handcuffs. You really liked tying me up. You've never cum that fast before."
"Having you helpless was pretty hot, but what got me off was fantasizing about you going down on Meg while I plowed you from behind. Look at that. Just thinking about tasting another woman in your mouth is getting me hard."
"If you expect me to go down on her she's going to have to do something about that hair diaper she's wearing. I've never seen that much hair on a human being. If we lived in the Klondike you would get a hundred bucks for bringing in a pelt like that!"
"Now Lois, that's the kind of comment we have to eliminate. She doesn't know any better. I'll get her trimmed up tomorrow but we have to be more compassionate when we talk about any faults that she may have."
"You're right, thank you for correcting me."
"We'll get through this together, and I expect you to correct me if I say anything insensitive. Deal?"
"Deal," she answered with a loving smile.
"I love you," he said, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on her lips. "Now I really have to go. We'll be back in a few minutes."
She stared at the door long after he left. "God, I'm losing myself," she thought. Was she just caught up in the excitement of a new relationship or was she really falling in love with her son? All she knew was that she hadn't been this happy in years, if ever. Shaking herself out of her musing, she got up and pulled the sheets off of the bed. She had a lot of work to do and not much time if she wanted to make this perfect. Her confusion would work itself out one way or another in time.
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They had used all the hot water by the time they were done, but it was a very pleasurable experience for both of them. Upon entering the shower he immediately pushed her against the tile and entered her from behind without a word. No sense wasting the erection that talking to Lois had caused. After bringing her to a quick and powerful orgasm he washed her back and handed the soap to her.
Meg took her time washing him, starting at his feet and working her way up. He knew that this was the first chance that she had to really explore the male anatomy so he didn't complain about how long she was taking. The soapy finger up his ass was a bit of a shock, but he had been penetrating her all night so fair was fair. And the impish grin on her face was really cute. He told her to rinse the soap out and move on to the rest of his body. He also informed her that she was up to seven swats now which made her unreasonably happy.
By the time she finished his torso he was rinsing in lukewarm water and they got out quickly to dry each other off. She was a little freaked out when he got out the douche, but after he explained that without it she would leak all night, and dead sperm was the biggest culprit when it came to the dreaded stinky pussy, she was happy to let him rinse her out. The final act was a little ritual that he did with Lois every time they showered together. Starting at her neck, he rubbed moisturizer into every inch of her skin. It was one of his favorite things in the world, feeling the slippery cream disappear into her supple muscles, and Meg seemed to enjoy it as much as Lois. Finally, warm, dry and happy, they walked arm and arm into the bedroom.
Meg stopped in the doorway, slack jawed, but Chris just shook his head. Lois loved to show off, and she had clearly outdone herself in the short time they had been in the shower. The sheets had been changed, and several large fluffy towels were spread across the bed. It was something that they did every night, and something that he should have thought of when he brought Meg here to take her virginity. It wasn't very romantic, but they both agreed that it beat the hell out of sleeping on the wet spot.
The lights were out but the room was well illuminated by at least a dozen candles spread around the room. Of coarse the biggest change was Lois herself. She had asked him last week if he wanted to see any of her lingerie but he had told her that he would rather see her nude. As he gazed upon her now he was forced to reassess that decision. Sheer black stockings came to mid thigh and were held up by a scarlet garter belt. A matching half-bra cradled her breasts and offered her erect nipples to their eyes and his lips if he could get close enough. She had chosen to skip the panties, proudly displaying what he considered his greatest work of art. He leaned toward Meg and said, "We'll get you some sexy underwear like that before you go. You'll knock the socks off of those ivy league guys."
"How did she do that to her pubic hair?" Meg asked when she found her voice again.
"She didn't, I did." It had taken him the better part of an hour to do. Lois had endured the clippers, razor, and even tweezers with hardly a complaint, and when he had finally allowed her to look at it she was thrilled beyond belief. Of coarse it didn't hurt that he ate her to a couple of orgasms, and now her pussy wore a very realistic looking flame. It seem to blaze up, reaching for her waist, and reminding anyone that saw it what a hot cunt she had. "I'll do yours tomorrow, so think about what you want it to look like. I'm sort of leaning towards a lighting blot, you know, sticking with the elemental theme, but it's your body."
He moved to the middle of the bed. Lois had stacked the pillows against the headboard, so he could recline comfortably, and once in position, he held out an arm, calling Meg to his side. "Angle your legs away from me, she'll need room for her knees."
"What's going on?" Meg asked.
"You'll see. Spit in my hand."
"What?"
"It's very simple. I want you to spit in my hand."
"But why?"
"Okay, that's eight. Now do as I ask or you can go stand in the corner and miss the show."
"Okay, okay. God, you're such a tyrant." After she filled his palm he gave her a kiss to let her know that he was pleased, and then she watched him use her saliva to lube the head of his cock.
While they were talking, Lois had stepped up on the bed. She stood with one foot on each side of him, hands on hips, and looking down with a feral grin on her face. The aroma of her arousal wafted down to them, bringing him to full erection. He stared into her eyes, letting the tension build, and then held up a hand to her. "Miss, may I have this dance?"
Unnoticed by him, she held a small remote in her hand. She pushed a button and a classic rock song that he didn't recognize blared from the stereo. She casually tossed the remote over her shoulder, and then she began to move.
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