It's Party Time

Part 4: Saturday, 11:41 p.m.

Shawn was still awake. (So was "Little Shawn, making a tent with the white sheet.) One hand rested under his pillow, the other was playing with the large head of his prick, a drop of pre-cum was soaking through the fabric. He heard the two car doors band closed again, and he almost jumped out of bed.

From the time it took Dana and Jenny to get from the car to the the inside of the front door, Shawn's cock went from the nine-and-a-half inch stick, to the four inches of a deflated balloon.

He decided to throw his boxers on (different ones; he didn't need his mother or his aunt seeing his stains from the night's pleasentries) and go down to say hi, and get a drink.

He reached the bottom of the stairs and saw his mother hanging her coat on the rack. She was wearing one of those "little black dresses" and she looked fabulous. 'She has black stockings on, too' he mused with a wonderful remembrance. 'Iguess they're popular today.'
"Hi Ma. Where's Aunt Jenny?"

"Oh, huh-hi, Shawn. What are you...um...doing up?"
"Couldn't sleep," was all he could say. He thought her face appeared a bit pale, like the face of a shoplifting teenager when he's asked "Whadda ya got there, son?"
"Oh. Okay. She's in the bathroom."

Shawn felt a sensation of bewilderment, shrugged it off, and went into the kitchen. After getting a glass, he filled it with orange juice, emptied it, and put the glass into the sink.

On his way out, he saw Jenny coming in, wearing a very short plaid skirt and a tight-fitting white top. No bra was evident.
"Hi, Aunt Jenny," he said.

"Same to you, Shawn." Jenny and Dana exchanged an uneasy glance, and Shawn noticed.
He shrugged inwardly this time, and started back up the steps. 'Was Jenny wearing white stockings?' If she wasn't, he was a purple gorilla.

Part 5: Sunday, 12:06 a.m.
Shawn heard two sets of footsteps going into the bathroom that was right next to his room. He also heard the voices off his mother and aunt giggling, then the sound of water shooting from the shower head. 'They shower together? Damn! Never knew THAT before.'
Shawn didn't know what came over him, but he desperately wanted to see his mother and aunt naked. And bad, too.

He crept out of his room and down the hall. He leaned his head against the door to hear them better. The sounds were muffled, but he heard them as clear as a crow perched on a phoneline outside of his window.
Jenny: "Do you think he suspects anything?"
Dana: "Wny would he? He was here all night."

Jenny: "But did you see how he looked at us? It was like he KNEW?"

Dana: "Let's just shower up. I love cum in me, but those boys really filled me up! Then we can play with each other. I couldn't get a hold of your pussy all night."
Jenny: "Okay, sweety. Let's finger the cum out of each other's pussies."

Saying Shawn was shocked would be like saying Mt. Everest was a nice hill. He was fucking FLABBERGASTED! But, also, his cock popped out of the hole in the front of his boxers, and sprang to full attention.

He heard them climb into the shower, and, of its own volition, his free hand encircled the glass knob, and he turned it slowly. He crept over to the translucent glass of the shower doors, and he couldn't beleive what he was seeing.

His mom was between her sister's legs, shaking her head back and forth. Both women were moaning as Dana groped her sister's huge cans, tweaking and pinching her nipples.

Shawn got closer, beating his erection with a violent fury; his hand almost a blur on his cock. Thoughts of how wrong this was snuck in, and then were evacuated out of his mind instantly. 'If Mom and Aunt Jenny could fuck, then I shouldn't feel too bad knowing I fucked my Mom a couple of hours ago.'

"Thump!" His foot slipped, and his head tapped the shower door.
"Oh, Sis, eat my--What was that?" Jenny was startled.

Shawn thought 'Oh shit; fun-time's over.' He tried to quietly sneal back out, but he wasn't going to make it.
The shower door slid open, and Dana, her hair soaked and her face wet with her sister's juices, peeped out.

"SHAWN! What the fuck are you doing in here?" she bellowed. But after she saw the size of the salami Shawn was holding, she simmered down in an instant.
"Mom...I...uh..." he stammered, still fisting his big cock.

"What did you hear, Shawn?" Dana asked, not really worrying now, and hse also couldn't bring her gaze off of that huge flesh-pole.
"Nothin muh-much, Mom. Somethin about--nevermind. I can't say it out loud. Mom, i was just, you know, a little too worked up, I guess. I'm really sorry."
Dana turned to look at her sister; Shawn didn't see her wink. Then she turned back to her teenage son. "I'm not mad, dear. I think what you're doing is perfectly healthy. Now that you know about me and your aunt, I think we should help you with your virginity problem. You could say no if you want, but I don't think you will. Just check out that cock, Jenny!"

Jenny peered over Dana's right shoulder. "That's the biggest fucking dick I've ever seen in person!" She was in awe at the beefiness of it.
"Yes it is," her sister agreed. "Shawn, strip off your shorts and sit on the toilet," Dana commanded.

"Oh-Okay, Mom." Shawn got rid of his boxers, then walked over and sat down on the cold porcelain. His cock was at full salute.
Jenny and Dana climbed their mature--but stunning--bodies out of the shower. Dnan noticed it first. "Son, I see you shave the hair off your cock and balls. That's good, baby."

Shawn watched the glistening skin of his mother and aunt; their tits bouncing--their nipples as hard as pen-points. They were both completely devoid of hair on their cunts.