Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... had mostly been business, and except for a couple of morning quickies, my mom and I hadn’t hooked up at all. And we hadn’t had any dalliances with Ona or Clementina – though we all knew that was coming. You couldn’t have four phallite hosts in close proximity without plenty of action.

“So there’s going to be some skinny dipping involved?” I asked Ona, smiling.

“Maybe. You never know what might happen with all these little creamy, slimy monsters running around. Never can be enough cream – or slime.”

That had been the other big event of the past two weeks – my mom taking on a light phallite. She had been the most libidinous of the four of us even before this all happened. No way she was going to let this pass. She had to replace much of her wardrobe and had been borrowing liberally from Clementina and Ona until we got settled, but I had to admit, her combination of fit and curvy was hot as fuck. I just hoped that now things might be settling down I would have more chance to enjoy it.

Ona gave me a kiss on the cheek. In return I slapped her ass hard enough to leave a red mark, then puled her thong aside and roughly slipped four fingers up her ass that was now dribbling slime.

“Don’t forget your ass is mine,” I said. “I haven’t had time to get to you yet, but that’s about to change.” I pulled out and slapped her ass again with my wet, slime-covered hand.

She nodded and dove into the pool.

“Don’t be late!” she said when she surfaced. And as to accentuate the ...

... point, she peeled off her bikini top and threw it at me. It landed across my head, the triangle over my face. I shook my head and went inside. I thought about stripping and diving in after her but decided not to. I would save it until tonight.

The phallite inside me poked me for not following her. I shrugged. There would be plenty of time to ream her asshole now that we all lived in the same house.

Her ass should be mine for a long time to be come. She killed my father.

The finished attic in the north wing was my domain and my belongings lay scattered around, waiting for me to finish unpacking and organize the mess. I stripped off my clothes and headed into the shower, letting the hot water pour over me.

Over the sound of the running shower I heard my mom come home and climb the stairs to the attic. I glanced through the shower curtain.

“Mind if I join you?” she asked, not even waiting for an answer, but peeling off her tank top and bra in one single motion. My phallite gave me a poke. I made room and my mom finished stripping and climbed into the shower.

Now that we were out of the old house once and for all and it was on the market, we were both completely relaxed for the first time since the whole nightmare had began almost a month ago. It seemed like forever since that night when Clementina opened the door in that slinky robe.

My mom pressed herself against me.

“Get dirty before we get clean?” she said and slipped a hand down my front, grabbing my ...