Misc. Erotica Mommy’s College Prep

The meal was as delicious as it smelled, and soon, we were finished and clearing the table. Liz and I helped mom while Rachel helped as well. I borrowed the keys to mom’s range rover, and with hugs and goodbyes, we slipped out into the garage and climbed in the car. We were quiet as I pulled out of the garage and started driving, then I realized in my nervousness I hadn't asked where she lived.

“Put your address in the maps app. The car will direct us over the speakers," I said, unlocking and handing my phone over.

“Ok,” Liz typed into the map’s app, “you sure are pretty trusting, aren’t you?”

“What do you mean?” I asked, glancing over to see her opening my messenger app and scrolling through it, “Hey!” I said, feeling panic rise, “What are you doing? Give that back!”

"Ha!" Liz said, scooting over near the door, "let's see who you've been sending ‘dick pics’ too, eh?”

“No one!” I said.

“Huh, you really don’t have any girls you’re hooking up with?” She asked, “You need to get out more, Jake, wait a minute! Woah!” I looked over to see Liz’s eyes widened, but I couldn’t see what she was looking at, “Is this your dick? It’s huge,” she breathed gently, “and whose tits? They’re amazing!” The panic nearly choked me when I realized what picture she was looking at, and I hit the brakes by accident, causing several cars to honk on the busy road.

“No ones,” I managed to get out, feeling my face burning in embarrassment.

“It’s ok, Jake,” Liz said, her hand covering mine where it gripped the shifter hard. “I’m not jealous, well maybe I’m jealous of her tits, but not about you and her.” I pulled along the side of her house and shut off the car, calming my breathing and looking at Liz. Her face was sincere, and she had a reassuring smile on her face. She squeezed my hand once and then slid hers up my arm as she moved close beside me. “I think it’s super fucking hot, actually.”

“You do?” I managed to ask.

"Hell yeah," She said nodding firmly as her hand slid over to my leg, "you have no idea how quiet and conservative my life has been, growing up in my household, the perfect Asian daughter, honors student, med school. I’ve had one boyfriend, one! And we never did anything but simple boring missionary sex,” as she spoke her hand slid up my thigh and across my crotch when it slid across the pants covering my thick hard cock her fingers flexed, and she looked down, "and he didn't have anything like this."

“Take it out,” I said, my voice calm, quiet, and commanding. Just like with my mom, I felt myself relaxing into the role and knew instantly how Liz would respond. She nodded silently, and we both watched her trembling hands fumble the buckle and buttons undone. Just as it was about to grow awkward, I slid my hand down her back, squeezing her ass in my strong fingers, loving the feel of her small firm cheeks.

“Oh god,” Liz whispered as she drew forth my big dick, she looked from me to it, her eyes widening with awe and desire, one hand came up to grasp it, and she paused glancing up at me, and when I nodded for her to continue, she grinned in delight and her gentle little hand took my cock in it. I hissed in pleasure as her fingers, at first cold, then warming up, slid up my cock.

"We watched your sister cum tonight," Liz said in a quiet whisper as she watched my cock pulse in her jacking hand, “and you gave me my first orgasm.” She said.

“Really?” I asked, and when she turned her head to look at me, I kissed her once more, feeling the thrill of emotion course through me as our lips made contact. Our tongues interlocked, and soon we were making out with passion as her hand drew me closer and closer to orgasm.

“I want to see you cum on that woman’s tits in real life,” Liz said breathlessly at one point between kisses.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, “that’s hot!”

“Cum for me, Jake,” She said, turning to look at my cock as her little hand flew up it, “I want to make you cum so bad!”

Then my hand gripped her ass tight, holding her close as I felt the orgasm hit in my fingers and toes coursing through me. Thick globs of cum shot out, the first strand hitting Liz on her shirt and the rest covering her arm and hand.

“Holy shit, that’s so much cum,” She breathed, panting heavily just as I was, “do you cum like that all the time?”

“I do when I’m that turned on,” I said, smiling and pulling her into another kiss.

“I have to go,” she said, pulling back, “But you’ll pick me up and drop me off tomorrow, right?”

“Of course,” I said.

With one final kiss, she slipped out of the car and dashed up to her house. I tucked my dick back in my pants and glanced around, happy to see no one could have been watching us from where we had sat. My mind was buzzing with happiness as I drove back home. I walked into the kitchen and still had a dumbstruck expression on my face when my mom caught me digging in the fridge.

“Well, how did it go?” She asked with her arms crossed under her large breasts and a smug smile on her face.

“Oh, uh fine,” I said, not quite able to meet her eyes. I saw Rachel perk up from where she sat in the living room, reading her book.

“I see,” mom said her smug smile turning more ‘Cheshire Cat’ by the moment, I saw Rachel’s face get red with anger, and she stood abruptly and began stalking upstairs, “I still expect you to keep up with your studies Jake, and I demand,” her voice turned fierce. Her eyes bore into mine with an intensity I never remembered seeing in them, “that you score a perfect on the final test. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said, gulping audibly.

Suddenly she shook herself as if coming to and turned abruptly with a troubled expression on her face and took off up to her room, passing my sister who had paused in storming out and wore a confused expression on her face. Rachel glanced at me, her expression turning sympathetic, then she winked and nodded outback. I smiled broadly and nodded. In a couple of minutes, we were both huddled behind the pool house, each taking a couple of tokes.

“What’s mom’s deal?” Rachel asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Ordering you to get a perfect score on some test that doesn’t matter? That’s insane!” She said right before taking a big toke.

“She just really wants me to do well next year and not waste the money she is paying, Liz,” I replied lamely.

“Maybe,” she said doubtfully, “what’s up with you and Liz anyway? You two fucking?” She asked. Her smile had an edge to it though, as she grinned at me, passing the vape pen.

“No!” I said, surprised by her crude language, “I mean we haven’t had sex.” I said, not wanting to lie to her any more than I had to.

"Ahh, so you two are dating? Is that why mom was so weird tonight?" I could sense the sadness in her at the news.

“No, not dating. I don’t know what’s going on, we just kissed for the first time tonight, but she doesn’t seem to be looking for anything exclusive. It’s all kinda confusing.”

“What do you mean?” Rachel asked.

She sat close to me, our hips touching, and whether it was the pot or the closeness I felt with her, I was able to open up.

“Don’t get mad,” I said, feeling nervous but also relaxed, “but we walked in on you… doing your thing, before dinner.”

“What?!” Rachel said, pulling back slightly in shock, her cheeks coloring, “you watched?” I couldn’t make out her expression; it was such a confusing wash of emotions.

“I tried not to,” I said, “but Liz pinned me in the door and she… she got off on watching you.”

"She did!?" Rachel said the shame and embarrassment of a moment before replaced with happiness and surprise. So, I told her all that happened after we walked in on her. I watched my beautiful sister's eye dilate when she heard how hot Liz had thought the scene and once more saw the confusing mix of emotions as I described all that had happened in the car.

“Whose tits, were they?” She asked when I was done with the story.

“Everything I tell you, and that’s what you focus on?” I asked, taking another hit on the pen, already very stoned.

“Wait,” she said with a start, “show me the photo.”

“No!” I said, grabbing the pocket with my phone in it.

“Jake,” my sister said, looking me dead in the eyes, “you watched me masturbate tonight and got off on it, the least you can do is show me the picture.”

“Fine,” I said and drew out my phone, unlocking it and pulling up the pic, “There,” I handed her the phone and looked away, unable to meet her eyes, so much shame at my admissions compounding with the embarrassment of her seeing the photo.

"Damn…" She said, "My little brother's dick is fucking huge!"

“Are you done,” I said, reaching out to take the phone back.

“Almost," She zoomed in on the pic, and I felt my heartbeat fast.

“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice slightly fearful. Then Rachel turned to look at me her eyes wide then back to the phone. Abruptly she handed the phone back to me and stood up. “What?” I asked her.

She stood above me, and my paranoid stoned mind froze me in place, trying to figure out what had just happened when Rachel smiled down and leaned forward. She planted a kiss on my cheek and whispered in my ear, “Mom has the sexiest tits I’ve ever seen but take a video next time, so I can have something to watch." Then she waltzed back inside with a final wink to me over her shoulder. I pulled up my phone and saw she had texted the photo to herself. I passed out that night exhausted, and my mind filled with wild images of my sister and Liz, getting it on while I took my mom over and over again.​