Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 6 - Sex Stories

Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 6

... doubt there's anything left in the account, and I need to buy a new outfit. This one has a thread loose." Nell jived back. "What did you two do?" She tested a hunch nagging at her, given the room's atmosphere. Mom worked to clear it while I hemmed and hawed a little too long.

Springing to atone for my potentially revealing lapse, I said. "I've decided to be come a rapist. Domination just ain't cutting it for me anymore." I frowned at my sister. "Don't worry, I'll tie you down in your sleep, so I don't have to beat you into submission."

"Yeah, well you better drug me beforehand or bring a really big club, so you don't miss when I pepper spray your face." She growled.

"That's going too far, Children." Mom spoke evenly.

"Sorry." I backed off.

Nell sat quietly then, perhaps contemplating Mom and I.

Mom launched into normal conversation for our family, asking Nell about her period and stating how she thought Nell would make a great, single Mom, if she didn't graduate in the top ten percentile of her class. "Gods, at least I hope you never marry."

"Don't be rude at the table, Mom. I'll lose whatever respect I still have for you." She glanced at me.

Was that a dig about Mom and I? Was she probing for social clues? Was I just paranoid? Ding! Ding! Ding! Nell had buried the possibility of marriage when she had been openly dating two guys during high school. I didn't dare ask about her body count (including women), lest my dick permanently retract into my ...

... groin by an inch.

"Li'l Bro, are you going to eat those, or does Big Sis have to spoon feed them to you?" She pointed at the untouched kidney beans on my plate.

I'll feed you... My thoughts returned to her oral capacity for cock but remained silent.

"Bro, I baked these. I'm waiting for you to compliment them." Nell dared me. "They taste like pussy."

Mom chuckled, but she might have been forcing herself. "Pussy with too much garlic."

I shrugged. "I can munch a rug as well as anyone." I scooped a spoonful into my mouth and chewed.

Yugg, way too much garlic! "Which of your girlfriends is this afraid of vampires?"

Nell broke into a full laugh. Or was she forcing herself?

I needed to escape the bizarre subtext of whatever we were discussing. "Say, Mom. Have you and Dad ever done a three way with a woman?" It was a question just spicy enough to undermine Nell's possible suspicions, yet not too spicy for Mom to simply shoot down.

Both paused but not to rearm their verbal weaponry. Nell's curiosity had captured the cat. Mom looked to be considering a reasonable answer.

I managed a single wink that Nell couldn't possibly see.

Mom shook her head, once again ashamed to be my mother. I survived the hit. I was sure her answer would throw Nell off the figurative scent of my cum on Mom face.

"Hnng." Mom knitted her eyebrows, continuing to act unhappy about my question. "All I'll say is that it ended well, but we never tried it again."

"Whoa." Nell bounced ...