Source: Original
Lead: Male
Tags: Anal, Food
20.1: Anal Only
Keira comes out of the shower with her hair neatly dressed, a smile on her face and a bell around her neck. Ethan sits on their bed in nothing but his underwear, waiting for his partner to trade virginities.
"Cute," he tells her in a soft tone as his eyes weighing heavy with the thought of their first time. "Thanks," she giggles cutely, throwing her hands behind her back to show off her breasts. "Let's uhh.. get started then."
Keira gets on the bed and crawls towards him , sending a rush of blood to Ethan's dick. At a loss for words, "Cutie," he repeats. She slithers up the length of his legs leaving kisses on him as she crawls up his body before chewing at his briefs. "Shanksh," she smiles with a mouth full of boxers.
She inches it slowly up and over his bulge, releasing a wide and angered serpent. "'Oly vuck," the figure of his ally surprises her, so much she freezes in shock to stare. Breathing deeply, she lets out a massive exhale before meeting Ethan's eyes with a laugh muffled by his clothing.
Keira pulls them a way past his balls before freeing her bite, and grabbing either side with his hands and removing them completely. "Big," she climbs onto him, impressed with its shape and size. "Just how I like it."
Confused by the statement, Ethan lets it slide. They'd both never done it but he didn't know that she's been practising. She climbs on top of him, Ethan sitting up with pillows stacked beneath his back, and straddles his bare meat.
"Ooh~," he begins moaning with their looks fixated on each other. He watches her face intently as it bobs up and down, and after only a moment (which was very many minutes) she lifts herself and squirts an amount of lube on her hand.
"It's time," Keira looks down with a threatening expression. "Scary," Ethan whimpers. She giggles and moves her arm behind her with her hand lowered to her hole. She raises it, glides it along her backdoor and lifts his cock to penetrate. While she's bent over, she embraces his body with a hug.
Ethan shuts his eyes in slight embarrassment. Embarrassment that he was so eager to finally fuck. He holds his breath. She lowers herself. Tight. Almost too tight.
Already, Ethan almost cums from the fact that he's inside. Keira begins bouncing which effectively revives him. His breath is let out and follows with sounds of pleasure. Pleasure from both of them.
"God, fuck," Ethan says under his breath. "You're tight," his cheeks turn red. Keira giggles. "Thanks." "Let me see you." he whispers into her ear. No response. "Don't have to," he tells her. "If you're uncomfortable."
"You're too nice," she tells him. "I pranked ya." Kera leans back and claps her cheeks against his pushes. Her cunt was very much vacant. Ethan takes a moment to realise. She keeps bouncing.
"Eh, what the fuck?" Ethan holds himself back as much as he can, a little disturbed at her trickery. "You want to stop?" Keira asks, still taking him in. Realising how much disgust he showed in his words and expression, Ethan refrains.
"No, no," he tells her. "I was just…Expecting to start with your, you know…Just start normally." "Well…" Keira puts a fingertip to her lips and her eyes drift to the ceiling and back. "It just doesn't feel good. Not to me."
Ethan laughs nervously, noticing the tape over her vag. "But anal is good?" He looks to her with his arms crossed, perplexed. "That's right," Keira admits. "I probably like it more than most guys even . How is it? Do you like my butthole?"
"No complaints from me," Ethan stutters"It feels really, really good." He thrusts into her and rests his hand at her thighs. "Then it works out then," Keira tells him. "You're good to do this every night then, right? Like use my butt?" She giggles.
"Sure," Ethan tells her as his fingers dance closer to the tape. "As long as I get to try this out sometime." "Hey," Keira warns him. "Leave it." Laughing alone for a second, he notices she kept silent but busy. He couldn't tell if she was joking.
20.2: Carrot Top
Jagger a tall lanky teen sits on the floor in a circle surrounded by his friend group, having won their previous game jagger was put in charge of "truth or dare"
"Right, shut up," he laughs. The group of friends that make up the circle calms down but not completely, still giggling and whispering among each other here and there "Viv?" Jagger says before turning to her.
"Um…" she thinks to herself before replying "Truth," she says awkwardly while darting her eyes around the group. "Yeah, truth." "All right," Jagger strokes his chin. "Ask her for a shag," Declan, a little lad, calls from behind him in a deeper voice than usual. "No, dickhead," Jagger replies as to defend Viv as her face turns red with embarrassment
The group laughs. Like the Typical. Annoying twats they are. Though unsteadily, and full of many interruptions and giggles, Jagger makes his way through the nine of 'em continuing the truth or dare game. "So when was the last time you went at it?" "Ewww," Tawhio says from behind in an almost mocking tone.
"Uh," Viv begins talking, her cheeks red. "I haven't…" "Oooh," the crowd sounds. "Fresh," Coby jokes, bumping his eyebrows her way.
"Dare," Declan speaks proudly. "So then, a blowy's not out of the question?" Jagger jokes. "Ew, you fucking fag," he pushes Jagger's shoulder, taking offence. "Kidding, kidding," Jagger laughs. " you ain't getting anywhere near my cock." The group stops to laugh.
"You, Grace" Jagger turns. "Blowy's not out of the question for you though is it?" She smiles back to the question in a cheeky manner. "Not entirely." "Ooooh." The others chime as if rehearsed. "Noted then," Jagger smiles.
"Grace", "Dare," she interrupts. "Uh. Hm," Jagger picks up on the hints she's leaving. "Meet me upstairs when we're done with this," he winks at her. "Yes, sir," she responds. "Whore," Tawhio says aloud. "You know it," Grace wears it with pride.
Tyler fulfils his dare. Tawhio fulfils her dare. Coby tells his truth. Cailyn tells her truth.
"Ethan," Jagger turns. "Dare," he says with pride, hiding how nervous he was for the question. "Fuckin'..." Jagger scratches his head, thinking of what to dare him. "Fuckin'..." He looks across the room to the kitchen floor where there lays a bag of carrots. "Fuckin'...You see there," Jagger points to the veggies. "Shove- wait. Let's- wait." Jagger turns to Keira. "You, little lady," he wags his finger. "Tr-, uh, dare," she tells him, stumbling over her thoughts.
"Either way," Jagger turns to the rest of the group, "someone's getting a carrot in their ass." "What the fuck," "Ooh," "Cunt's- you're just fucked, mate," the crowd giggles and talks among themselves. "Still in?" Jagger tilts his head toward Keira. "Yeah, sure," she pretends to be brave. "Absolutely."
"One of you," Jagger announces, "gets one of those carrots up the ass," he points to the bag. "The other," he continues, "eats-" "Ugh," "Ew," "Fuck," the others share an equal disgust and giggles.
"Wait, wait," Jagger raises his hand. "One of you eats that thing out of whoever's hole gets used." Ethan and Keira look at each other with widened eyes, nervous. Him especially because they were fairly close and he had a fondness for her.
Coby passes a carrot to Ethan. "Buckle up, pretty boy," he taunts. "Fuck," ethan takes it and rises to his feet. "I guess I'll be right back," he leaves upstairs to the spare room he's staying in. Keira follows behind awkwardly.
"Oh," Ethan turns to find Keira close behind him as they enter the room. "Ooh, fuck," he walks backwards back to the wall. "Sorry," he calms down. "I'll…ill do it," she tells him "i dont mind having that up there" she says shyly "Wha- No, I can just munch it up and that's that, you don't have to get involved, we can just lie" Ethan whispers to her.
"I'll do it," she repeats. "...Okay," he shifts her an awkward look. "I'll take it in my butt and you'll eat it from my butthole ." "Um," he scratches his head. "Thanks but-" "I'm clean, don't worry," she interrupts him. "I clean it out daily before my showers. And it just so happens that I showered just before the party. So…we're good to go"
Ethan thinks long and hard. He's interested in keria and she's about to let him see her beautiful body. To make love to her would be a dream come true. However, in the here and now ,he does have to eat a carrot directly out of her asshole. And she wants it seemingly quite badly, which is very vulgar. Perhaps he could instead find another crush to adore because this is just…Very, very dirty. What a predicament ethan was in.
"Please," Keira entices him and reaches out to hold his hand. "I want it in me," she whispers. That single phrase was enough to send shivers down to his penis and stand the rimmed hairs on his nutsack. No matter how the carrot was going to taste, he was completely down to eat it .
Ethan hunches forward trying to hide his excitement replies with "okay then ill do it"
Keira pulls her shorts down to her thighs and stomps the ground till they drop. Pretty pink panties. With a literal heart stickered on the front of them where her vagina is covered. He could almost see the gumdrop from how little she left to the imagination.
"Okay then," she happily plucks the carrot from his hand, swings it around her tiny butt and readies it behind her. Staring at her eyes the whole time, he hears a button click which separates her underwear into two flaps - one to cover her pussy, one to cover her rump. He notices her expression transition seamlessly from wincing as she begins penetration to pleasure as she enjoys it.
Before he knows it, Keira begins motioning back and forth, fucking herself with the 'toy'. "Ooh~," she moans, still having her eyes closed. Ethan hears erotic noises emitting from her backside and stands there awkwardly, occasionally giving her breasts glances. She leans forward now and grabs onto his chest for support.
"Let's get you to bed," Ethan suggests. Keira continues for a while, rolling her eyes and really feeling it. She drools to the floor and comes to, embarrassed that her saliva had leaked. "Sorry."
"No," Ethan tells her as he takes her hands, moves to the far side of the bed and pulls her to a bend at the edge. He walks over to fulfil their deal. "Enjoy," Keira giggles back to him showing him the view of a carrot poking out from her pucker . "Oh, I will,"
Ethan looks past the carrot and he's just lucky enough to be able to see the lips of her pussy between the panties covering it ethan freeze and fixates on the small view he was lucky enough to have of her pussy
"Uh. Yeah," he swallows. "Sorry, it's just- I never thought I'd be looking forward to eating such a thing from your butt." He takes the veggie between his teeth and crunches down,
"Go on , eat it!" Keira grips the duvet and wiggles her butt. he continues eating each bite, giving her immense pleasure and satisfaction that someone was eating something from her most private hole, she was in heaven
"Ooh, fuck~," Keira begins chanting. As Ethan continues to eat the defiled carrot between her plump cheeks weirdly enjoying the earthy taste of her ass on the carrot hes interrupted by a white juice that comes running down the carrot from her hole to his mouth. His mind pulsates with what the fuck it could be. She really got creampied before visiting? No way. She wasn't crass. Well, not a skank anyway.
Reluctant to go on, his interest gets the better of him and he pokes the juice with the tip of his tongue A milk and sugar tasting mixture. An absolutely sweet syrup with a hint of salt
"Uh, what'sh this white shtuff?" Ethan asks, hesitant for the answer. "Uhh…" Keira tenses up, the carrot stiffening in her starfish. "What white stuff?" That was the last thing he needed to hear.
"Oh, oh," Keira giggles. "Yeah, sorry," she whispers. "That stuff's hard to get out but I made it myself. The sugar feels good up there like really good. It dissolves but keeps its weight. And the milk just works better than water in my opinion," she explains. "Tastes better too." she grins
Goddamn, she really eats this? She must be used to it. Just how clean does she keep her pucker? "Jusht how cleen dor your keep your bucker?" Ethan asks through his chomps and chumps.
Keira turns back to him with a wide smile, "Huh?" She sees him chewing away with some of her mixture on his chin. "Oh," she turns back around and has her arms bent to hold up her face. "Just as I said, I keep it very clean every day." Her face reddens. "So I can enjoy my dessert."
From what Ethan can piece together, she really mixes something in her ass before spreading it on her treats. Or even shoves that up there too. Interesting, but if it's clean, there's no problem
Ethan happily continues with every bite enjoying the taste her ass left on his mouth more and more
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"EW~!" The crowd pretends to wretch and gag when Ethan returns carrotless. "Fuck!" Declan shouts. "You scody bastard, you're a fucked cunt, you are," he begins laughing.
"Nice," Jagger shakes his hand. His neck, cheek and collarbones were covered in kisses. "So who received?" Jagger jokes. "Received what?" Ethan tries to play it off. The friends laugh. "That's for you to decide," he reaches for a can of Coke Vanilla and the party goes on
They all knew what they had done together but they had no idea the two would end up leaving the party together too.
20.3: New Habits
Conveniently, Keira was leaving for college a decent distance away and Ethan had no idea what he wanted to do with his life at the time. But he could hold a job and that was good enough for him . Keria took him along with her to college, allowing him to eat all kinds of food from her rump along the way.
The two started inviting other people to get involved, most of which showed no interest and/or reluctance. Ethan only had Keira's behind to eat from consistently, and Keira wanted to try the flavours of other womens butts as well.
College begins and together they decided to fake their kink to women around the campus with Ethan explaining it to them openly as a condition. There was nobody he knew for miles and miles so he could get away with making such claims
Ethan explained his illness to them as one where he only gains nutrients from foods that've been shoved into a woman's behind before consuming. Keira was there to back him up and convince the others it was true, pulling up graphs and forged doctor's notices showing the odd conditions.
Feeling bad for him, two students named Tiff and Annie meet at their place with Keira. She had to act like she was talked into it too so their plans weren't seen through.
Shoving a vast array of tasty treats into their buttholes, they let Ethan eat from their butts. Ethan having enjoyed countless foods and snacks covered in the flavours of the womens assholes, Annie actually enjoyed herself but didn't tell Tiff about the fact she did. Keira admits to her that she liked it too, so it seems like she wasn't expecting it either. Annie came back often to feed him with Keira, and they often recorded it.
Every time Ethan and Keira found somebody new to do it with, they recorded it. Whether they knew or not. They've been recording since their second time - the first time since the party.
20.4: Family Affairs
Kevin, now 18, scopes out the house for a good spot to trade v-cards with his girlfriend of 6 months now - the longest he's ever been with someone. He really wants to make the night special for both of them, and dick down his partner in his room - but something about Kevin's house is that there are always eyes everywhere.
Practically every space he could fit, he practiced fucking like she was there, to see if it was comfortable, they wouldn't be caught, and it wasn't loud. Kevin's parents often had company and family friends over, making it more difficult to not get caught in the act.
Kevin, now in the basement, looking for any way at all to get some privacy from his parents He comes upon a certain discovery. "What's this?" Kevin asks himself. Before him sits a somewhat large container full of many VHS tapes and DVDs. They each were numbered, up to 20s, 30s, 40s. Home videos. Kevin wonders if this'll have anything interesting starring his parents - Ethan and Keira.
He slips away one of the DVDs and takes it with him on his search. Everywhere he tries is either uncomfortable, occupied by random furniture or too loud.kevin sighs in defeat and returns to his room. Annoyed and not knowing what else to do, he slips the DVD into his computer's drive.
A sex tape. But no ordinary sex tape. Eating out the ass, licking it clean and ploughing her asshole. And not eating her out in the traditional sense but literally eating food out of her ass, and enjoying every bite of it.
Kevin sounds in disgust but his penis has a mind of its own. Trying to be disgusted because it's the right thing to do when finding something like this, Kevin instead reaches into his pants and begins slowly stroking.
There was no way to play the tapes because who the fuck has a VHS player anymore. His parents do. But because of how recent these discs get, Kevin comes to the conclusion that his seemingly innocent mother still does this, and very frequently. He interrupts his feelings of pleasure to rush and get another DVD. Again, the same thing - a video showing all kinds of food being shoved into his mothers behind and his father snacking on them. Another DVD. Same thing. However, he also sees visitors that have come and gone before, dating back weeks to even years ago.
Before he allows himself to cum from the sight of his parents' interesting kink, he has a thought. One to get the house to himself. Kevin ejects the disc, grabs the rest and takes them out to the kitchen. His sweet and cutesy mother is preparing lunch. She could only keep an act for so long.
"Mum," he clears his throat nervously. Taking a bold stance, "Yes dear?" Keira responds, pausing preparation to turn her head. Kevin just lets it out. "I've seen your home videos." His face turns red and knees grow weak, very nervous to fulfil the threat.
"Which?" she smiles. "Oh, did you find that one of my mother's party? The recording where your dad fell into the ditch?" she laughs. Kevin shakes his head and Keira raises an eyebrow. "The ones where my dad were eating from a bitch," he clarifies.
"Oh," Keira holds her hand together below her waist and shuffles her shoulders forward in the gesture of a shrug."Those home videos." She pretends to look down and embarrassed but you can see a tiny smile.
"So," Kevin continues. "You finish lunch, then dinner and be gone by 4pm." Keira's mouth drops at the request, and her eyes are drawn away for just a second before returning to his nervously threatening gaze.
"Tell dad to meet you wherever you go, but just leave the house to me." Kevin tries his best to look menacing but it has no effect. "Why?" Keira draws out her question in her tone of voice, just perplexed at what he had planned.
"If you don't, I'll tell everyone around town and everyone will know that you're messed up. All your guests," Kevin goes on, "that you've had, and recorded with. They'll be put on blast and go global. I'll have these all uploaded to the internet."
Keira stands there, just glossing over the situation in her mind. "So you're blackmailing me?" "Sadly," Kevin admits. "I'll give you the house," she tells him. He looks up to her, a little shocked with how easy that went.
"But," she goes on. Of course. "Never threaten me again," she tells him in a very stern voice. "Your sister already uploaded them to our shared computer and uploaded them online. So, there's no need for your input, thank you very much. And you shouldn't think less of us just because of that/ Don't knock it till you try it."
That phrase sends a tickle down Kevin's nutsack. He thought about doing it with his own mother. What will Justine think? To these thoughts he's having about his own family. She won't know. Wait. Elousie already knows?
"Elouise already knows?" Kevin drops the discs to the ground in shock. His sister already knew about it. And she even helped them upload to the family computer. The one in the living room. The one he's used every day for the better part of his younger years. They were always there? "Oops," Keira chews on her fingertip, embarrassed that she let that slip. He falls back onto a stool.
"Has… Has she tried it too?" Kevin waits for her response with baited breath. His sweet and innocent family. Only seemingly. Who else in the family knew? "I said too much," Keira giggles nervously. "Just forget about it." Forget about it? Forget HOW?
"Tell me," Kevin demands. "If you tell me why you want the house, sure," Keira says with a hand on her hip. "I just want to be alone for my birthday," he lies. "Aww," she makes an expression of sadness and sorrow while showing concern. "Just so I can game as loud as I want." "Oh," her face returns to normal.
"'Game'," Keira laughs. "Yeah, sure." Kevin looks to her, a bit offended at her joke. "Mom, we're not like that. You can't just joke about me doing it. To my face especially." "We're close," she walks up to him, pushing her breasts out. "Don't worry about it," she runs a hand through his hair. "And we could be."
Kevin freezes. Not only was he just masturbating to videos of his parents but now his adorable mother was hitting on him. He has a girlfriend. Had. Even just considering this was treason enough. Keira leans down and whispers into his ear - repeating again, "Don't knock it till you try it."
Kevin kisses Keira on his cheek, noticing that he's at full mast, pent-up and curious. This seems like the right thing to do. In the moment, at least. He'll make it up to her tonight.
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Keira turns away from Kevin and rests one knee upon the table. She lifts her soft-fabric, dark grey, short-cut dress and reveals her plump and juicy thighs to her son. Not only that but up and up over her butt, and up and up over some malformed shape at her hole. A muffin.
Keira had Kevin sit with his eyes closed while she prepared something for their first time. She was waiting for this moment and it just so happens that it had to be on his birthday. How lucky!
Never did Kevin think he would ever get with his mother. He always thought she was attractive but not really attractive. Perhaps his feelings were hidden and this was an excuse to let them flourish. He couldn't make sense of it. There was no rationalising this.
Kevin stares, bewildered at how his life has led up to this point with no previous hints of this being a possibility. Unless he was just ignorant. He stares and stares.
Stares at the bulge of the muffin sticking out of her ass, stares at her rim tightening around the base of the cake, stares at the transparent orange stick oozing down to her untampered looking pussy.
"Believe it or not," Keira turns with a little candle in hand and sticks it in the front, so it protrudes toward Kevin. "I'm still technically a virgin."
Kevin is perplexed at how things ended up like this. Totally sexually casual with his mother. Keira flicks her lighter and the candle at her rear is lit. "Blow out your candle," she whispers to him proudly. He does so.
Kevin plucks the wax strip from the cake and, reluctant at first, just chews at the front of the muffin with only his front teeth. A few more nibbles and he penetrates a juice in the muffin. Curious, he follows the actions of his father and indulges in the syrup.
Caramel. A cupcake with caramel insides. Delicious. Kevin finds himself munching the thing, unaware of his keen and willing behaviour. Maybe she drugged him. No way.
Getting to the bottom of the muffin, the pressure from Keira's very chocolate starfish outweighs the strength of the cake, and she ends up crushing it completely while letting out a heavy exhale. She must've been holding her breath.
The caramel filling seems to have filled the muffin directly from her sticky, caked ___ from how much of the syrup there was. All mixed together now and twice as much mass as the mangled dessert, it all slops and drops down to the floor, making a massive mess for her to clean.
"Sorry," Keira says back to Kevin while letting herself drop, arms spread on the table. "Mmn," she moans. "Clean me, will you?" Kevin's newfound lust doesn't put a stop to him when he graciously delves deeper to gobble the sweetness of her backside.
Eating out of her so passionately, Kevin finds himself swallowing down to her skin, past all the layers of sticky mess. His tongue glides to her cunt to lap up the nectar and, awkwardly enough, she doesn't show any signs of pleasure.
Kevin sucks up to her cheeks where the liquid is more thick and rich, and hardening. He grinds his bottom teeth along the mess to his mother's enjoyment. "Ooh, baby~," she moans as she gets into it. "Inside. Inside."
No signs of stopping, Kevin's tongue sinks into her tight and rigid playspace. "That's good, baby, keep going." Kevin pulls in hauls of cake coated in caramel, swallowing quickly before taking in another load, and totally enjoying it. The doorbell rings.
"Uh," Keita sounds. "Fuck." She looks at the clock. 1:43. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Keira has to pull herself from Kevins mouth to the sound of the table moving beneath her and his disappointment from stopping. "Huh?"
"Your sister," Keira explains as she stands and fixes her dress.. "She was meant to be here at half past. We've been at it for around 45 minutes," she smiles. "Clean that, please," Keira points to the massive mess on the floor and leaves for the door.
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"What was going on in here," Eloise notices Kevin licking at the mess on the floor. "Mum keeps the floor clean every day, it's fine," Kevin doesn't even bother to look at her while he takes in her dessert. She looks to Keira, confused, and comes to the only conclusion she can think of.
Elouise's face lightens entirely and she kneels to hug her brother. "Cool!" she shouts to him. "This is your first day, huh?" she asks. "One of us, finally. I know I've been waiting." She was a little more direct than their mother.
Her excitement sets Keira off. "Eek~" she squeals. "I know, right?" She opens her arms for another hug and Elouise comes in. Excited, they're both jumping in place while holding each other. "I've been waiting too. 18 fucking years."
"But maybe you overdid it," their attention is drawn back to Kevin, licking and cleaning the floor like he belongs in an assylum. Keira stares for a bit and then her eyes switch to the rest of her mixture at the kitchen sink. "Maybe."
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Kevin finds himself in the middle of his mother's bed with both his mother and sister face down in the pillows and aiming their rumps to the ceiling. What a 'welcome home' on Elouise's behalf.
Both of their copper pennies were bloated with food, and their breathing was uneasy to keep the mess in their gaping knots. Both of them were clothed from the waist up, their pussiess were taped, and they were smiling at each other and holding hands.
Keira's colon was very much occupied by a warm chocolate cake and heated custard. He could tell by the breeze it gave off. She has the melted chocolate mixing with the custard inside her chute, tensing her hershey to squish and squash all the flavour together.
Elouise's snatch was the opposite and occupied by a warming ice cream, slowly breaking shape inside her and turning ultimately into pure liquid. It leaks to her covered cunt, but she can still feel it, moaning softly to the disapproval of her mother.
"One second," Kevin tells her as he lifts his sisters behind, forcing her to tuck her head and roll onto her shoulders. He pushes her up and rests her back against the bed's headboard. He reaches to the bedside table and claws a handful of Spearmint ice cream from its tub.
Hanging upside down with her legs hanging forward past her face, the melting dessert drips to her cheek and begins streaking toward her eye. She shuts it and giggles while letting her tongue fly out to catch any drips.
"Open," Kevin asks very directly of his sister. She does so by reaching her fingers inside herself and stretching wide open, to which he slops down the mass of frozen cream upon her dart-tail.
Kevin pushes it slowly in to her pleasure, and the welcoming of the new food has the melted milk push out and down her backside and pour onto her face. She chokes and sputters but laughs it off.
Kevin drops her down and centres himself between them again, looking upon their delicious bodies offering him a delicious birthday dessert. How lucky. He begins feasting from his mother, licking and exploring inside her. Various flavours cause his tongue to dance in excitement as his drool slowly pools to the bed.
"Come on, bro," his sister says impatiently. "Do me." He switches instantly to please his sister, and keep them both happy. He begins feasting from his sister, licking and exploring inside her. Her various flavours cause his tongue to dance in excitement as his drool slowly pools on the bed.
Keys jingle and the front door behind them opens. Ethan turns and finds his son between his wife and daughter, and in an initial second of shock, grows a big smile upon his face. "There's my boy," he shouts as he sneaks up behind Kevin and grabs him in a playful headlock.
"Uh… Dad…" Kevin freezes and doesn't know how to explain himself. "Your mother told me," Ethan explains. Elouise wiggles her butt, growing impatient. "Heya, big girl," Ethan spanks her with some force. "Good to see you back."
"All grown up, eh?" Ethan pats Kevin on the shoulder. "Welp, enjoy the rest of your birthday and I'll be back after a shower." Ehtan throws down his laptop bag on the massage chair in the corner of the room, grabs a change of clothes from his wardrobe and leaves.
"Where were we then?" Kevin asks rhetorically while rubbing his hands together, cream, chocolate and custard smeared around his lips.
Kevin goes on to have the night of his life. Both his mother and sister cum time and time again at his own doing. Then, Keira takes the others in the car to continue elsewhere, while Kevin has Justine over. It's very romantically set, with low lighting, candles and roses spread all over the house. A very perfect setting for his first time. Kevin gently lays pipe with her and she sucks him so softly. The exchange is very romantic. It was almost out of a beautiful movie, or a book. 👀. They both drive each other to multiple orgasms through the night until they see morning. Kevin texts s=his mother to stay away until he messages again, and they fall asleep.
Another day, Kevin asks Justine if she can clean out her starfish to shove food in there so he can eat from her. She thinks that's weird and so Kevin sticks to cheating on her with his family, until he feels too guilty to kiss her another time and they split up. Kevin's newfound addiction was too powerful to follow what he thought was right. Justine has a very hard time with it while Kevin recovers after his mother's first serving of that day.
While the family are watching over their home videos on the family PC on the lounge TV, again Ethan suggests that Kevin go to the college as his sister, to get big brain. Maybe good brain, but he'd never entertained the thought of learning more than he needed to. However, his sister being nearby could change that for him now. Who was once annoying is now insatiable. However, Elouise tells him she's moving closer and has been planning to for a while. Through a very complicated process, they manage to land Kevin a spot with his sister only a few k's away from their house.
Kevin meets her there during school days, and sometimes doesn't prepare his lunch on purpose, just so she would have to feed him hers. He knew she always carried a special syrup around just like his mother. Sometimes, he would even ask her to meet behind the school gym and bend over so he can mix his lunch together with a special mayonnaise that she carried in her on Mondays. She was now becoming annoyed at how frequently he asked but she enjoys it all the same.
20.5 Get Used to It
"Did you remember to feed your brother?" Keira asks. "He can feed himself," Elouise shoots her a look of confusion. "From your butt, baby," Keira clarifies. "Oh," Elouise looks around before fixing her hair and looking back. "I didn't know that was, like, mandatory," she giggles.
The clock strikes 12:00 and a bird bursts out with a cuckoo. Kevin's door slams and they can hear him racing downstairs. He appears in an instant, facing his mother with his hands behind his back.
"Now's a good time," Keira smiles to his sister. "You haven't snacked?" Keira asks Kevin. "No," he drops his shoulders and rubs his stomach. "I'm starved." Keira looks back to Elouise. "A very good time."
Elouise keeps propped up on the coffee table, bent at the knee with her butt hanging off the edge toward Kevin's face. Naturally, she already has a syrup ready for him, but he sits with foods around him to pick and choose as he likes.
"Tell me if you need anything else," Keira smiles deviously toward her son with her arm bent at the elbow against her knee as she crouches nearby. "Mhm," Kevin nods to her and she stands and walks to the couch. She sits with them just ahead of her, and watches Kevin begin his lunch.
'How things have turned out for me,' Kevin thinks to himself. He never thought it'd start to begin with, and now becoming a very regular, daily occurrence. Nobody in the world would expect to have such a drastic change in lifestyles
-Berserker x Phoenicks_03