Were We Teasing Aunt or Ourselves?

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I was leading a pretty normal life until one afternoon two years ago, when I came back from school, and Mom told me that Dad had left us for good.

Though I was aware that lately, they were arguing a lot and that they were having problems, I never thought that Dad would leave us.

The only explanation she offered was that they both felt that leaving was a better option than the constant bickering and fighting. She also assured me that Dad loved me a lot. He told me the same when he called me later in the evening.

I, of course, was heartbroken. On the other hand, Mom continued as before for some months, but then slowly started falling apart. She was a customer service agent at the airport and went to work like clockwork, but apart from that, she hardly ever went out. She wore the same clothes for days and lost her appetite for everything.

Dad stayed in touch with us for some time, and then he moved to another city and another, and his phone calls went from less frequent to once or twice a year.

Worried over Mom's condition, Grandma and Mom's 38-year-old sister, Vera, who was two years older than Mom, have come to talk to her and me.

After dinner, Vera whispered to me that she and Grandma would come to my room after Mom went to bed. I was waiting for them.

There was a light knock on my door, and Grandma and Vera quietly walked in when I opened the door. Both sat on each end of the bed, with me in the middle near the headboard.

"Our suspicions were correct," Grandma said, looking straight at me.

"You know, some people join the army because they need discipline. Some join groups. Similarly, your mother needs discipline in her life. First, it was your grandpa and then your father. They all provided her discipline. She becomes a wreck without it. To cut a long story short, you need to step up and provide her the discipline."

Vera saw that my mouth was wide open and I was looking at them as if they were speaking Greek.

"What mother means is that you need to treat her like a baby, like a pet," Vera tried to explain, but it made as much sense to me as quantum physics.

"Like a cat," Grandma piped in.

"Well, no, cats don't listen to anyone. You need to tell her what to wear, what to eat, who she can meet, who she can't... just like you tell a kid," Vera elaborated.

"We know it won't be easy, but if you want your mother to be back, that's the only way," she continued.

"And we'll help you," Grandma said in an assuring tone.

"Whaddaya want me to do?" I inquired as nothing they had said until now made any sense.

"We'll take it one step at a time. In the morning, when she gets up... what time does she get up?"

"These days after nine," I told Vera.

"Okay, when she gets up, you tell her to brush her hair even if she has brushed it. And when you tell her, tell her like a boss, tell her like you are giving a command, don't smile or laugh. Be extremely serious. Then after she brushes her hair, go with her to her room and ask her to put on those black shorts she's always wearing and that blue top," Vera explained.

"Undergarments, too," Grandma added.

"Yes, they are in the second drawer near the cupboard. Just pick any," Vera suggested.

"But remember, you need to act like a commander, speak like a commander. You know, she hates drinking cold milk, but in the morning, after she changes, give her cold milk with cornflakes. I've already put the milk in the refrigerator. Take out the milk from the refrigerator in front of her. And don't worry, we are here. Now go to sleep," Vera said as both of them got up and tiptoed back to their room.

As I lay there replaying their instructions, some past events began making more sense. Though I was just 16 when Dad left us, I remember Dad telling Mom what to wear, what to eat, and how to tie her long blonde hair. At that time, I found it romantic, and I even smiled at how she was always obeying him and doing whatever he wanted.

Now, when Vera and Grandma wanted me to do those things, I was panicking, shuddering at the idea. With all these thoughts running through my mind, I don't know when I went to sleep.

In the morning, there was a soft knock on my door, and Vera came in.

Just like Mom, Vera was 5'9", had long blonde hair, blue eyes, sharp features, and a big bosom.

"Your mom's awake. Remember what we told you," she whispered as she straightened her long blonde hair.

"Let's go," she ordered.

"Okay," I murmured as I got up and washed my face in the bathroom.

Mom was sitting in the kitchen and staring at the wall. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were blank, and she was wearing faded pajamas and an old top.

"Enough of all this. I want you to brush your hair properly, wash your face, and pick yourself up," I said as I clenched my fists and raised my voice as much as I could.

However, Mom didn't even raise her head. I looked at Vera and Grandma, and both signaled me to try again. I again ordered her, and this time, I nearly shouted.

Mom raised her eyes, saw me, and nodded her head. She got up and began walking to her room. All three of us followed her. While she was washing her face, I took out the black shorts and the top from her cupboard and then grabbed a bra and panties from the drawer and put all of them on the bed.

"After brushing your hair, wear them," I said, pointing at the clothes.

She stopped brushing midway, turned her head to look at me and the clothes, and nodded her head. All three of us left the room. After around 15 minutes, she emerged from the room in those clothes and her hair tied in a bun. As she sat down in the kitchen, I took out the milk and poured it into the bowl in front of her and added cornflakes.

"I don't like cold milk," she murmured.

Vera and Grandma shot a look at me.

"I don't care. Just drink it, Mom," I replied, instantly regretting using the word Mom.

Vera and Grandma, too, rolled their eyes. Mom kept her eyes down and started eating the cornflakes. After breakfast, she retreated to her room. I went to my room with Vera and Grandma.

"I ruined it, didn't I?" I asked them.

"No, it wasn't bad at all. This was your first time. Don't worry, it was fine," Vera replied.

"Just don't say Mom or anything like that," Grandma warned.

"Now go to her and tell her to clean the attic. Tell her you want everything, old boxes, clothes, books, everything in order. That you'll inspect it," Vera remarked.

"But we hardly ever use the attic, and it's very dirty," I countered.

"Trust me, she'd like that. I've known her my whole life. She needs to feel that you can take care of her. If she believes that, then she'd take care of herself to make you happy," Vera assured me.

Mom was lying on her side on the bed with her eyes closed. I looked back at Vera and Grandma, who were standing just outside the room, and said, "Please wake up, as I want you to clean the attic."

I don't know why, but I whispered it. Maybe I was afraid of waking her up, disturbing her. To somehow make up for my incompetence, I shouted that I didn't just want her to clean it, but arrange everything properly, adding that I'd inspect it after she's done.

She opened her eyes, looked at me, and slowly got up. At that second, I wanted to say that I was joking, that I'd clean it or something just to make her happy, but I knew that Vera and Grandma were staring at me.

Mom got up and headed to clean the attic. While she was there, Vera opened Mom's cupboard and said we all would dine out today. Pointing at the jeans and a top in the cupboard, Vera told me to tell Mom that we'd go out for dinner and that she should wear that.

"We'll have seafood," she commented.

"But she doesn't like seafood," I reminded her.

"That's why we'll have seafood. Just like parents decide what a baby should eat, you'll decide what she eats. Remember, she's just like a baby to you. Not Mom or anything else. Just a baby," Vera remarked.

When Mom was done cleaning the attic, we three went to inspect it. I immediately said it was looking very clean. As soon as I said it, I saw Grandma staring at me.

"There's still dust here," Grandma pointed as she ran her finger over an old wooden box.

"Yes, yes, there's dust here," I blurted out.

Mom wiped the sweat off her forehead with her arm and got down on her knees to clean the box.

"Make sure he's not unhappy with your work," Grandma scolded Mom as we three began walking out of the attic.

When she was done, we again went to inspect it, and after her back-breaking work, all I said was, "It looks fine."

Mom raised her head, looked at me, and went to wash her hands and face.

Later, I was in my room when Grandma came and told me to ask Mom to get ready for dinner. Vera was changing in the guest room, and Mom was in her room. I went to her and, taking out the jeans and top from her cupboard, told her to get ready. I didn't tell her that we were going to have seafood as I was afraid that she might refuse to come with us.

She simply said, "Okay."

Just like Mom, Grandma was in jeans and a top. Vera, who enjoyed wearing naughty tops, was in a skirt that ended just over her knees and a top that said, "I don't watch porn (I read it like a lady)."

I so wanted to ask her whether she read porn, but I couldn't muster the courage. Some days ago, she came with her husband and her children, 19- and 18-year-old sons, in a white top that had a photo of a 20-something girl. The girl had a cigarette in her mouth and was wearing a white nun's collar and holding a cross in one hand. The girl's right bra was half hidden under a tunic, while the cross was covering the nipple of her left bra.

A few weeks before that, she came with her 18-year-old son wearing a top that had this written in capital letters, "I lick, swallow, and suck. And under the first word was written "the salt" in lowercase, under the second word "the tequila," and under the third word "the lime."

We got into Vera's car and headed to a seafood restaurant. Mom didn't say anything on the way and stayed silent until we sat down in the restaurant.

"I don't like seafood," she whispered.

"I think you should try it," I suggested.

The second I said that, both Vera and Grandma glared at me. This time, I did not know how to rescue the situation, so I stayed quiet. Vera just looked at the menu silently.

When the food arrived, I somehow managed to gather courage and said, "Eat the shrimps, they are good."

"I don't like shrimps," she replied, keeping her head bowed.

I looked at Vera and Grandma and, raising my voice a little, declared, "Eat them. Don't make a scene here."

Without lifting her head, she took a few shrimps in her mouth. By the end of the dinner, she ate only a handful of shrimp, but it was progress in my book.

When we were walking back to the car, Vera whispered to me that when we reach home, I should tell Mom to wear the black shorts and the top she was wearing earlier. I did as she told me. But when Mom came out of her room, Vera tapped me on my shoulder and signaled me to come to my room.

"Did you ask her not to wear undergarments?" she asked.

"What? I just told her to wear the shorts and top like you asked me to."

"My God! You are crazy. Go tell her to take off her undergarments. Say you didn't ask her to put them on, so why is she wearing them? Hurry up!"

I rolled my eyes and, going to Mom, said, "I didn't ask you to wear undergarments, so why are you wearing them. Take them off."

Mom simply nodded her head and went back to her room. When she came out of her room, I had no way of knowing whether she was wearing anything underneath, so I just assumed that she wasn't.

At night, Vera and Grandma once again came to my room. Grandma was in pajamas and a top, and Vera was in a robe.

"How was the day?" Grandma whispered.

"I don't know. Very weird. I still don't know what you want me to do," I confessed.

"I want my daughter back, and you want your mother back. She went out today, that's a good sign. You're doing a good job."

"I don't think so. I make too many mistakes. I see both of you glaring at me all the time."

"If we are saying you are doing a good job, it means you are doing a good job. In the morning, you'll again give her cold milk with cornflakes and select the clothes when she gets up. I'll go back home tomorrow, but Mother will be here to help you. And I'll, of course, call you for the progress report," Vera assured me.

In the morning, I again asked Mom to brush her hair and once again gave her cold milk with cornflakes. When she was having her breakfast, Vera told me to go to Mom's room and select something for Mom to wear. When I asked her what I should select, she simply told me to pick anything and do it fast, as Mom would come any minute. I hurried to Mom's room, opened the cupboard, and grabbed a jeans and a green thing I thought was a top.

"I've put your clothes on the bed, put them on after finishing breakfast," I said in a voice that sounded like a command.

Mom raised her blue eyes, looked at me, and nodded her head. But when she returned from the room, she wasn't wearing a green "top." Actually, it was a green satin mini slip. That meant her arms, including her armpits, were bare, and her ample cleavage was on full display as it was a low cut. Yesterday, I forgot to tell her to take off her undergarments, and today, I forgot to tell her to put them on.

I knew that Grandma and Vera were staring at me, but I was enjoying the sight. Though I had glimpses of her cleavage here and there, this was the first time I had an unobstructed view. I was mesmerized by how her voluptuous breasts were rising from just under her neck, the blue veins running across her chest, and her nipples were poking out of the satin material.

However, I was aware that Grandma and Vera were there, so I turned my eyes away, and when I did that, I saw both of them looking at me. Mom went and sat down on the couch in the living room. Vera signaled me with her finger, and I followed her to her room.

"What did you pick?" she asked as she looked straight into my blue eyes.

"I thought it was a top," I confessed.

"Next time, keep your eyes open. Now don't say anything to her. I'm going home. If you are going somewhere with her, ask her to change. Otherwise, ask her to change at night. Will leave the car for Mother. Stefan's coming to pick me up," she remarked, referring to her husband.

As I was shuffling out of the room, Vera said, "And don't stare at them like your cousins."

"What?" I asked as I didn't understand what she meant.

"Really? Do I've to explain everything? Don't stare at her chest like they stare."

"They stare at her?" I inquired as I had no idea that they did that.

"Not hers. They stare at mine," she snapped.

I wanted to say I didn't blame them, but I knew that staying silent was better.

"I don't know what's with you boys and breasts. Always staring, always trying to get a peek. All of you are the same."

I kept quiet and left the room. I saw Grandma was in the kitchen, and Mom was watching TV in the living room.

When Stefan came, the first thing he said when he saw Mom was, "Oh, a new Ulla."

Mom didn't get up from the couch, didn't hug him, or even shake his hands. She just gave a smile and turned back to watching TV. While we were sitting and talking, I noticed blonde hair shining under Mom's armpits. I was sure that others saw it, too. This was the first time I had ever seen hair under her armpit. To me, this was one more signal that she had stopped taking care of herself.

"You are looking good, much better than before," Stefan told Mom as his blue eyes drifted to her hairy armpits, her cleavage, and her nipples.

She glanced at him, slightly nodded her head, and continued watching TV.

"The kids miss you. You should have dinner with us someday," he added.

"I miss them, too. You should send them here more often," she replied, looking at him.

"I don't have the energy to go anywhere after work. I get tired very easily," she added.

He nodded his head. After around 15 minutes, he left with Vera. Nothing much happened in the next two days. In the evening, I selected the undergarments she would wear the next day with her uniform. In the morning, I told her what to have for breakfast and lunch and picked the clothes she would wear at home after she was back from work.

Two days later, on Tuesday, Grandma told me not to go to school the next day as Vera would come in the afternoon to talk with me. In the morning, I told Mom that I wasn't going to school as I wasn't feeling well. She asked me if I had a fever or something, and then left for work. In the afternoon, Vera and Grandma gathered in my room for an urgent conference.

"How are things?" Vera inquired.

"Same as before," I replied.

"The only thing she does is go to the office," I added.

"Yes, mother told me. I think she has even stopped shaving," she said.

"Yes, she used to take care of herself so much and now nothing," Grandma concurred.

"Stefan noticed it. He said he had never seen her armpit hair. It reminded him of '80s movies. He asked me whether it was Amazon or Sahara down there," Vera said.

"What did you say?" Grandma asked.

"I told him I've asked her many times if I can bathe her or help her take a bath, but she doesn't listen. I don't know whether it's a jungle or what. Do you know?" she suddenly asked me.

I looked at her in bewilderment and muttered, "How would I know?"

"Aren't you boys always trying to see?"

"Like Lukas," Grandma wondered aloud.

"Not just Lukas, but Kaspar also. All are the same. Lukas started hiding in the cupboard to look at me, and then Kaspar followed his elder brother. I caught them so many times and warned them, but they continued to do it. They simply ignore all my warnings, threats. Now, I've just given up. I'm like, watch as much as you want. I'm so tired of them."

"You should tell Stefan," Grandma advised.

"Yeah, maybe I should. Okay, back to the issue at hand. We are getting back on track, but things need a little push. I'll text you all the steps. Memorize them. Don't read them in front of her. You have to do it exactly the same way. I'll send you the text, read it very carefully. She will be home soon, so be ready."

Grandma and Vera got up and left me alone. Then I got the text on my cellphone. I read it again and again. By the time Mom came back from work, I wasn't sure that I'd be able to do whatever Grandma and Vera wanted. But if that was the only option, then I had no other choice.

I got up and went to Mom's room. She was putting her handbag on the table. Grandma and Vera were in the living room.

"From now on, we aren't ordering food all the time. We'll cook dinner at home every day. From next month, you'll show me your monthly credit card statement. I don't want you blowing all your money on stupid things.

"Where you work, there's a gym, so use it. You'll spend at least 30 minutes in the gym. Go there before work or after work. I'll check with Natasha," I ordered, referring to her colleague.

"Tonight, you'll cook dinner for all of us, and cook something good. I don't want pasta again today. Go to the bathroom and take a proper bath, clean yourself properly, and shave. Doesn't your boss say anything? Shave yourself," I added.

I took out jeans, a top, a bra, and panties from her cupboard and placed them on the bed.

"Put them on after bath," I told her before leaving the room.

"You did good, really good," Grandma beamed a smile at me.

"Yes, that was good. Now don't forget the rest. And don't address her as Mom," Vera reminded me.

A little later, we heard Mom's bathroom door open, so Vera immediately got up and went to Mom's room. Five minutes later, she came back and, looking at Grandma, said, "She's shaved everywhere."

"There also?" Grandma wondered.

"There also."

Mom came out of her room and sat down in the living room in jeans and a top. Grandma and Vera began talking about Grandma's brother, but Mom didn't participate in the conversation and kept scrolling her cellphone.

She got up and asked me, "What would you like to eat?"

"Cook sticky beef and noodles for us," I ordered without even looking at her.

She whispered, "Okay," and went to the kitchen. As soon as I said that, I again felt sad and angry and wanted to scream that I was joking, that we'll order dinner, that I was very sorry, but Grandma and Vera were watching me, so I didn't.

"I'll help you," Grandma said as she got up and followed Mom.

"Why don't you tell Stefan?" Grandma asked from the kitchen.

"About what?"

"About your kids watching you."

"Because first he'll beat them, and then he'll blame me. You know how he is. They will get over it. At first, I didn't notice. They would try to get into the bathroom when I was taking a shower. I thought they were just trying to irritate me. Then they started hiding in the cupboard to see me change after I came back from the office. They also began hugging me awkwardly or kissing me everywhere."

"What do you mean everywhere?" Grandma wondered.

"Lukas started it. He began kissing my chest whenever he could, day or night. I mean, he's already taller than me, but he just bends his head and kisses them. And now Kaspar is copying him. During the day, I'm fighting off four hands, and at night, I'm fighting off Stefan's hands. Then there's hugging. When Stefan's not at home, they come in their shorts with nothing under them and hug me."

"I think they do it deliberately," Grandma mused.

"Of course, they do it deliberately. They know I can feel it. If I'm resting on the bed, they simply come over and press their crotch against my behind or back."

"You should talk with them," Grandma suggested.

"I have. I've told them many times that this isn't correct and that I'd tell their father, but they just keep repeating that they love me. I know they love me, but I also know what they would actually love to do. Oof, my life is crazy!"

"Doesn't Lukas have a girlfriend?" Grandma inquired.

"Yes, he does. But when has that stopped men? You should see when Stephan's on a business trip. On one side, Lukas is all over me. On the other side, Kaspar. Some nights, they maul me before going to sleep, wake up in the middle of the night and maul me, and then maul me again in the morning. It's exhausting. Now, the latest is that they don't bathe if I don't bathe them. They went nearly a month without a bath or even a shower, a month. Both of them were stinking. I had to cave in. Now I bathe them first, and then they bathe me. The only good thing is that Stefan comes late in the evening from the office."

This was all news to me. I had seen them kiss her cheeks, even her lips, and hug her, but I thought they were just weird. I had no idea that they were doing all this.

"Yes, I remember that. You told me that they weren't showering or taking a bath," Grandma concurred.

"I know what's coming because Lukas has given hints. The next thing he's going to ask me is to trim his hair down there, and then he's going to ask me if he can shave mine. Though he still doesn't have many there, I know it's coming."

"How do you know?" Grandma quizzed, putting the crockery on the dining table.

"He has made me shave in front of them. Both brought chairs into the bathroom and watched me as I shaved. Kaspar was so scared that his face was all red. Meanwhile, instead of being angry at them, I was reassuring them again and again that it was all safe, that they shouldn't feel afraid. Both hugged me tightly after I was done because both were relieved that I hadn't hurt myself."

"I hope you know what you are doing?" Grandma commented.

"Lukas will be off to college in a year, and, with him gone, managing Kaspar would be easier. He'll behave himself."

"What if they blackmail you like they blackmailed you in bathing them?" Grandma queried.

"That won't happen," she declared.

I'm not sure any of us, including her, were convinced.

Then the talks shifted to shopping and other things.

While they were chatting, Mom came and said, "Dinner's ready."

We all got up, and the dinner was delicious. Mom made noodles better than anybody I knew. However, I didn't praise her as Grandma and Vera had asked me not to.

After dinner, I told her to get ice cream from the refrigerator and serve us. We all sat down in the living room and ate it.

"I'm going home. I'll see you all later," Vera announced as she got up.

"Is Stefan home?" Grandma asked.

"He'll leave in about two hours. He'll be gone for two days."

"Why don't you and the kids stay here?" Grandma asked.

"Yeah, I'll do that. With you here, they'll behave themselves. Maybe will bring them tomorrow."

"Best of luck for tonight," Grandma remarked.

"Will be a sandwich the whole night. Bye."

After Vera left, I told Mom to wash the dishes and then go to sleep. I went to my room.

Around an hour later, there was a knock on my door, and Grandma entered. She asked me to check Mom. I went to her and opened the door. Mom was on the bed, and when she saw me, she immediately sat up. I nodded at her. Opening her drawer, I selected a bra and panties she would wear tomorrow with the uniform and, after putting them on a chair, left the room.

The next morning, I went to school, and an hour later, Mom went to work. In the evening, when Mom came back from work, she was smiling, something I hadn't seen in a long time, and hugged me tightly, again something she hadn't done in a long time.

"Let me freshen up. I've got something for you two," she announced.

Grandma and I followed her to her room. After washing her face, she opened a bag and handed a top to Grandma and one to me.

"I went to Vera's favorite shop and got them for you."

On Grandma's top, it was written, "I taste better than an old wine."

On my top, this was written, "It's not just my feet that are big."

"This is great. Thank you, Mom."

"Yes, they're lovely and true... at least mine is true," Grandma chuckled.

"Didn't you get something for yourself?" I asked.

"Of course, I did. I got for Vera, too," she answered, taking out a top.

"This is for me."

It had this text, "Not just a pretty face (fantastic tits too)."

"This is Vera's."

The top had a cat drawn on it and the text around it read, "My pussy loves a good stretch."

"Ohh, these are naughty, very naughty," Grandma exclaimed.

"I know! Vera would love this," Mom said.

"Yeah, she would love that, no doubt about that. I don't know how much more stretching she needs... but yours is on the spot. Absolutely correct," Grandma commented.

"Thank you, mother. I'm so glad that I got them."

"They are great, Mom. I love it," I remarked, hugging her.

"So wear them," Mom said to us.

I instantly took my T-shirt off and wore the top.

"It fits perfectly," Mom said as she put her hands on my shoulders and checked the fit.

"What about you?" Mom turned to Grandma.

Picking up the top, Grandma went to the guest room and came back in it. The top was the right size.

"Won't you wear?" Grandma asked Mom.

"Can I put it on?" Mom asked.

I opened her cupboard, took out jeans, and told her to wear the top with the jeans.

"Did she ask you before she bought these things?"

"Yes, she texted me and asked me if she could go shopping. She went to the gym, too," I replied.

"Good," Grandma remarked.

Mom went to the bathroom and came back in that top and jeans. It was a tight top and it was revealing the roundness of her voluptuous boobs beautifully. Sashaying her ass, she walked a few steps and looked herself in the mirror.

A little later, Vera arrived with her two boys. As expected, Vera loved the top, and she immediately went to the guest room to put it on. The boys stared at the tops, but didn't comment. We chatted about school, Stefan's job, and other things, and even Mom joined in the conversation. While everybody was talking, Grandma and Vera told me that Mom was looking much better. I agreed with them.

Meanwhile, the boys didn't touch Vera, nor did anything inappropriate even once, as Grandma was there. Both behaved normally.

We were in the living room after dinner, which Mom and Vera had jointly cooked, when Grandma said, "I've heard that you two trouble your mother a lot."

"No, we don't," Lukas replied.

"How old are you?" Grandma asked.

"Nineteen," he answered.

"And you need your mother to bathe you?" she inquired, looking at him.

"Stop all this. If your father finds out, both of you will be in real trouble," she warned them.

Grandma got up and, after telling us to change, she went to the guest room to sleep. Vera came and whispered to me that I should tell Mom what to wear, and went to the guest room to change. I signaled Mom to follow me and handed her a top and pajamas. She changed into them in her bathroom.

Lukas and Kaspar were busy playing video games on their cellphones in the living room. Vera went behind them and gave a tap on their heads. They went to my room to change.

Kaspar came back first and he lay down on the pullout sofa in the living room next to Vera, and then Lukas on the other side, sandwiching Vera in the middle. Vera was in an old top and panties. At night, she always slept in panties, even when she slept here. Mom and I were sitting opposite them on a couch.

"So, you told her everything," Lukas whispered to Vera, referring to Grandma.

"I didn't tell her anything."

"Yes, you did. Now you'll pay the price. Kaspar lift her up," he ordered as he grabbed her arms.

Kaspar rushed at the command and lifted her legs, and both threw her on the sofa. They then turned her on her stomach, and Kaspar began lightly slapping her ass over her panties.

"You are a rat," Lukas claimed as he too joined Kaspar in slapping her ass.

"She's a bad, bad rat," Kaspar added as both continued to hit her.

Her top had risen up, revealing her panties. Vera tried to get away, but it was impossible. Lukas turned her on her back and sat down on her. Holding her hands on her bosom and pressing them into her big breasts, he asked if she would reveal their secrets again. After making Vera promise numerous times that she wouldn't, they stopped and let her sit up. She adjusted her top, pushing it down over her panties, and sat there taking deep breaths.

A movie was playing on the TV, so we all began watching it. Lukas and Kaspar simultaneously put their heads on her chest, their arms over her stomach, and began watching it.

Just as they did that, Vera said, "Behave yourself. Lie down properly."

They didn't even move their heads.

"My son's the best. Whenever I'm tired, he massages my whole body," Mom announced out of nowhere.

As soon as she said that, all four of us turned our heads and stared at her.

"He places a mat on the floor and massages each and every part," she continued, completely ignoring the eight eyes looking at her.

"What's gotten into you? He never does that," Vera exclaimed.

Lukas and Kaspar forgot about their mother's chest and began staring at Mom.

"He does. Don't you?" she inquired, kicking me lightly with her leg.

I had no idea where she was going with that, so I stayed silent.

"Not only that. He also tells me what to wear. He told me to wear this top and these pajamas. Didn't you?" She winked at me.

"Yes, I select all her clothes. I tell her what to wear and when to wear," I joined her, as, finally, the light bulb went on in my head.

"Doesn't she ask you?" Mom turned her head and looked at Lukas and Kaspar.

They looked at their mother and then back at my mom.

"Ignore her, she's crazy," Vera announced.

By now, I understood what Mom was trying to do, so I jumped in.

"I also shave her. She cuts my hair."

When I said that, both boys sat up, and Lukas said, "That's bull. I don't believe you."

"Don't believe me. I'm just telling you how good she is. If you want, you can check. I shaved her yesterday. You can check if she's shaved or not," I suggested, though the truth was that she had shaved herself, and Vera had confirmed that she was shaved.

"Yeah? And if she's not?" Lukas challenged me.

"Then you'll prove that I'm a liar."

"She must have told you," he continued.

"Why would she tell me that? If you don't believe me, don't believe me."

"Stop this nonsense. Nobody's checking anything," Vera shouted.

But I knew they had taken the bait.

"No, we want to see," Kaspar jumped on the couch.

"Yes, I want to see, too," Lukas added.

"Just a peek, okay? Just give them a peek," I told Mom.

"Are you sure?" she queried as she stared at me with her blue eyes.

"Yes, I am."

She knelt down on the rug and pulled the waistband of her pajamas as Lukas and Kaspar stood in front of her and peeked inside.

"Wow! She is," Kaspar exclaimed.

Lukas kept looking inside her pajamas and nodded his head. Mom released the waistband, and it snapped back to her waist.

"Actually, Mom taught me how to do it. I'm surprised that Aunt Vera hasn't taught you."

They stared at Vera, who closed her eyes.

"I bet you haven't showered with her," Lukas taunted me.

"Don't be stupid. Do you think I won't shower with her?"

"Okay, what else have you done? Tell us, tell us," he shouted.

"I'm just surprised that Aunt Vera hasn't done all this. I mean, asking you to pick her clothes or help her shave is very easy," I commented.

"I'm going to kill you," Vera declared as she sat up.

"Okay, enough of all this. I'm going to sleep. Are you coming with me?" Mom asked Vera.

"No, they want me to sleep here."

"Aunt Ulla, can I give you a hug?" Lukas inquired.

"Yes, of course."

He went to her and, putting his hands on her hips, he embraced her in a tight hug, with his head resting on her shoulder. As expected, Kaspar followed his elder brother and did the same.

Mom smiled at them and went to her room. I also got up and said goodnight to them.

In the middle of the night, I heard some voices, so I opened the door. Some whispered voices were coming from the living room, but when I reached there, all three had their eyes closed, and Lukas was even snoring. It was obvious that they were acting, but there was nothing I could do. I stood there watching the shape of Vera's big breasts hiding under the top.

The next morning, I got up early as I wanted to see how they slept. Lukas was sleeping with his back toward Vera. Kaspar was on the other side, and Vera was in the middle. Vera's one knee was raised, and the top had risen all the way to her stomach, exposing her belly button and panties. Kaspar had one leg on her leg, his hand on her stomach, below her chest, and his face was near her shoulder. I noticed a red mark on her inner thigh near her crotch.

I stood there and watched her lying there with her big boobs resting in her top and her nipples poking the material. The skin of her long legs was smooth, and her thighs were neither fat nor skinny. I also noticed a camel toe peeking from her panties.

I got my cellphone out and took a photo of the wholesome family and a couple of close-up shots of her, including of the camel toe. Then I slipped back to my room.

When I got up later, Lukas and Kaspar were getting ready for school in the guest room, and Grandma, Mom, and Vera were having breakfast.

"What's that mark on your thigh, Aunt Vera?" I inquired, picking up the butter keeper.

"What mark?" she stared at me.

"I don't know. There's some sort of a mark on your thigh," I repeated.

"What mark?" Now it was Grandma's turn to inquire.

"It's nothing."

"Show me. What is it?" Grandma shot back.

Vera pulled her top up, and there was a red mark just where her panties ended.

"Is it a hickey?" Mom wondered as she came closer and peered.

"Lukas gave it last night," Vera snapped at Mom.

Mom and Grandma looked at each other.

"How did you see the mark?" Vera asked me.

"I woke up early and couldn't sleep, so I came here to the living room to get a magazine to read, and I saw it," I answered with a straight face.

Grandma, Mom, and Vera looked at me, but didn't say anything.

"Make sure Stefan doesn't see it," Grandma reminded Vera, referring to her husband.

As Grandma went to the living room, Vera came to the kitchen and told me and Mom that she knew what we were trying to do, that she didn't like it all, and that we should stop. We listened to her without saying anything.

When Lukas and Kaspar came out of the guest room to have breakfast, I walked in holding Mom's panties and bra in my hand and said, "Wear these today."

"Okay," she answered, taking them from my hand.

Lukas and Kaspar watched us with their mouths open. Vera, on the other hand, stared at us. Then we left for school, and Grandma, Mom, and Vera left for work.

In the evening, Lukas and Kaspar behaved themselves as Grandma was there. Finally, Grandma went to sleep, and we were in the living room. Vera was in a top that had a drawing of three seamen and text around it that read, "I've seamen on my shirt."

Mom was in a top and pajamas.

We were talking when Mom winked at me and said, "I'm so tired. Could you massage my neck?"

"I can't. I'm also tired," I replied.

"Aunt Ulla, I can," Lukas requested.

"You can? That's so lovely. Come."

He jumped at the opportunity. She shifted and sat sideways on the couch, facing me, and asked Lukas to sit behind her and lightly massage her neck.

He knelt down and, putting his hands behind her neck, started slowly rubbing it and her shoulders as she sat there with her head bowed. Putting pressure on his hands, he buried his fingers into her skin as his hands moved from her long neck to her shoulders and back to her neck.

After a few minutes, she pulled the back of her top up to her neck, exposing her back but keeping her voluptuous boobs hidden, and asked him to massage her back. He placed his hands on her back, just where she had rolled the top, and, opening his palm wide, he brought his hand all the way to her shorts and back again to her neck.

While he was doing this, his eyes were on Kaspar, who was watching it with his mouth half open.

"This area also," she said, pointing at her stomach.

He slowly brought his hands down from her neck to her back and her stomach and slipped them inside her top. He began moving his hand on her stomach under the top in a circular motion.

Mom lifted her head and, looking straight at Vera, said, "That's good, very good."

"Can I massage you?" Kaspar suddenly asked.

"Hmm, your brother is doing it, but you can massage my thighs. Just caress them gently," Mom suggested.

"Push this table closer and sit on it," she added as she adjusted her position.

She was sitting on the edge of the couch, Lukas was behind her, and I was on her left side. She placed her legs on the table, and Kaspar sat down and started caressing her thighs.

"You should try it, too. It feels so calming, so good," she said to Vera.

She kept staring at Mom in silence.

"You boys should massage her. It feels so good. And then she can massage you also," Mom continued.

"She doesn't let us," Lukas claimed.

Mom pushed her shorts up and guided Kaspar's hands to her inner thighs.

"Ask her when you go home," Mom whispered as Kaspar began caressing her inner thighs, with his fingers stopping just near her crotch.

"Aunt Ulla, you've got great legs," Kaspar murmured.

"You like them?" she inquired.

"Yeah, they are so smooth."

"Thank... No, not there," she shrieked, putting her hands on Lukas' hands that were now on her voluptuous boobs inside the top.

"I'll massage them gently, Aunt Ulla," he pleaded.

Keeping her hands on his hands, she raised her head, looked at him, and said, "No, not there."

After squeezing her breasts tightly, he reluctantly moved his hands to her stomach.

Around two minutes later, Mom thanked them and said she was feeling much better. Adjusting her top, she got up and, locking her hands above her head, she stretched her body, pushing her boobs out.

"That felt so good. Now will sleep well," Mom said as she puckered her lips and looked at Vera.

Swaying her ass, she went to her room. I also got up and headed straight to the bathroom.

At night, I again heard voices coming from the living room, and when I went there, all three of them were pretending to be asleep. I stood there and watched them for a minute or two, and then returned to my room.

The next afternoon, I called Mom on her cellphone and suggested that after dinner, we should play the Who Knows Me Better game with Vera and her sons. I recommended the questions we could ask, starting with the PG ones and then moving on to the naughty ones. Initially, she wasn't very keen, but I managed to convince her.

After dinner, Grandma had retired to the guest room to sleep, and Mom and I were in the living room with Vera, Lukas, and Kaspar when Mom, sitting next to me on the couch, said, "Let's see who can answer these questions. First one is this: Who once fell in the bathroom?"

Vera, sitting opposite us near Lukas and Kaspar, looked at them.

Then, signaling at Mom with her head, Vera replied, "You."

"Correct. I was coming out of the shower when I slipped and fell. I started shouting, and Vera, Grandma, and Grandpa heard me, but the door was locked. They nearly broke the whole door and carried me to bed. Thankfully, I didn't break any bones."

"Okay, second question. Who once put salt in the cake by mistake?"

Vera, who was wearing panties and a top, raised her hand.

"And we realized it when we started eating it," Mom, who was in a knee-length night robe, smiled.

"Another one. Who cried after getting dumped?"

It was my turn to raise my hand.

"I didn't actually cry. She thinks I cried," I defended myself.

"When did that happen?" Vera inquired.

"Two years ago, when Paula broke off with him," Mom added.

I noticed that Lukas and Kaspar were yawning, so I winked at Mom.

"Okay, here's a naughty one. Let's see who answers it. Who was caught watching a dirty movie on their cellphone in school?" Mom said.

We all looked at Lukas. He simply shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything.

"One from me, one from me," Vera suddenly shouted.

"Who didn't like wearing clothes at home?"

"I think you mean me, but that's not true. I, of course, wore clothes, but I didn't have hang-ups like your mother," Mom answered, looking at Lukas and Kaspar.

"Unlike her, I liked wearing miniskirts and tank tops."

"It used to drive Mother and Father crazy," Vera added.

"Okay, one from me. Who was caught doing it?" Mom inquired.

The second she said that, Vera shot a look at Mom with her blue eyes.

Lukas, Kaspar, and I stared at each other.

"Aunt Ulla, do you mean doing that?" Lukas wondered aloud as he looked at Vera and Mom.

"Yes, I mean that. It was your mother. Your grandma heard voices, and she told me, and both of us went and saw your mother with her boyfriend, Sven, in the garage. We told her after Sven finished whatever he was doing and left," Mom revealed.

Lukas and Kaspar gaped at Vera, but she didn't react or reply.

"I can play this game, too. Out of Ulla and me, who flashed their chest to an ambulance driver?" Vera asked.

Mom dropped her head and raised her hand.

"When did you do that?" I questioned, raising my eyes and looking at her.

"We were coming back from school, Father was driving the truck, and she flashed her chest at a signal," Vera explained.

"He was staring at me," Mom added.

"An ambulance driver?" Lukas wondered.

"Well, he was staring at me," Mom repeated, but this time in a defensive tone.

"Who lost their virginity the month they turned 18?" Mom questioned.

I thought she meant me and was just about to raise my hand when I saw Vera's hand go up.

Lukas and Kaspar turned their heads and looked at each other and then at their mother.

"Who was it?" Lukas demanded.

I saw that his cheeks had turned red, probably in anger.

"Nobody," Vera curtly replied.

"One from me," I shouted in excitement.

"Who hides in the cupboard to spy on their mom?"

Mom and Vera glared at Lukas and Kaspar. They stared back at them, and Kaspar, pointing at me with his finger, said, "We never do that. He does that."

"I don't have to do that because my mom never hides anything from me," I stated proudly.

"Who does dirty deeds in their mom's bras and leaves them there for Mom to see?" Mom chipped in with another question.

We again gaped at Lukas and Kaspar.

"That's stupid. I'm not playing this game," Kaspar said in anger.

"I should be angry at both of you. And they keep it back all nicely folded. And it's not just bras. Two days back, I was getting ready for the office and picked the panties from the drawer, and it was completely stiff. All of it. I shouted at them and told them not to do it again. When I checked at night, another panties kept all nicely folded had marks all over them. If I wash my bras and panties in the morning, by evening, they are dirty. One day, they will make me wear a dirty one or go to the office without wearing anything," Vera announced.

Instead of apologizing, Lukas and Kaspar winked at each other and smiled right in front of their own mother and my mother.

With the game over, I thought we would do something else, but Mom headed to her room. With her gone, I also went back to my room.

At night, I heard voices coming from the living room, but I knew going there to see what Vera and her sons were doing was fruitless, as they would stop whatever they were doing.

In the morning, I was having breakfast with Mom and Grandma when Vera came rushing into the kitchen and slammed the coffee cup on the island.

"What happened?" Grandma asked.

"They want me to give them a shower," she replied, running to the guest room bathroom with a towel in her hand.

After 10-15 minutes, Lukas came and, waving his arms, announced, "Say hello to Mamma."

As he said that, Vera walked in with Kaspar, and before Grandma or Mom could say anything, she said, "This was an old top and they chopped all of it with a pair of scissors."

She wasn't exaggerating. They really did chop it. Two straps were running from her neck all the way to her big boobs, just hiding her nipples, and down to her short shorts. Her whole bosom was naked except for her nipples. And they had cut even the back part, leaving her whole back exposed.

"Aunt Ulla, have you worn anything like this?" Lukas asked as he proudly looked at me.

"I've got to say you did a pretty good job," Mom, who was still in the knee-length robe, admitted.

"Your grandfather would be very proud of you two," Grandma told Lukas and Kaspar.

"Why, Grandma?" I wondered aloud.

"As you know, your mother isn't shy, but your aunt is. Your grandfather would show her photos of models and actresses and ask her to dress like them, but she wouldn't. Once, he bought a beautiful top that had meshwork all over it, and it took him ages to convince her to put it on," Grandma said, looking at me.

"That was a transparent top," Vera defended herself.

"Your grandfather bought a leather skirt for her, and he had to bribe her to wear it," Grandma continued.

"It was very, very short. That was the first time I ever wore such a short skirt," Vera elaborated.

"So you two are still taking showers with your mother," Grandma changed the topic and looked at Lukas and Kaspar.

They both nodded their heads.

"And what about you? Doesn't your mother bathe you?" she said to me.

"Aunt Ulla doesn't give him," Lukas laughed.

"Ha-ha," I sneered, looking at him.

I was admiring how round, firm, and big her boobs were when she turned her face and caught me watching her.

"Just so you know, they fed you," Vera said, bowing her head and pointing at her chest with her blue eyes.

"Whaddya mean, Mamma?" Lukas shot a look at her.

"Your mom had gone to Brigette's house, she had kept milk bottles for you, but you refused to drink milk from the bottle," she answered, referring to Mom's friend.

"Kaspar was five months old, Lukas one and a half years old, and I was feeding them. You started crying, so I fed you, too," Vera added, looking at me.

"After that, whenever she went to see her, she left you with me," she continued.

The first thing that came into my mind wasn't that I had sucked Vera's nipples, but this: "You left me alone?"

"I didn't leave you alone. Vera was there. You liked playing with Lukas and Kaspar," Mom defended herself.

"So, how many times did you leave me like that?" I continued.

"A few times."

Grandma, who was sitting there and listening, said to me, "Could you get my bag from the car?"

When I got up, Lukas and Kaspar followed me to the garage. Like me, Lukas and Kaspar also had blond hair and blue eyes, though I had a broader chest and toned muscles thanks to regular gym and swimming. Lukas was my height, 6'0", and Kaspar, who was my age, 18, was 5'11".

"Man, I had no idea Mamma did that," Kaspar remarked.

"It makes us brothers, doesn't it?" Lukas wondered.

When he said that, I turned my head toward him and stared at him.

"Does Aunt Vera jerk you off in the shower?" I inquired.

"Huh? No," Lukas snapped back.

"Does Aunt Ulla?" Kaspar asked, looking at me.

"No, she doesn't," I admitted. "Though I wished she did," I added just to win their trust.

"So does she touch you everywhere?" I wondered.

"Yes, man, everywhere," Kaspar answered with a big smile on his face.

"And we touch Mamma everywhere," beamed Lukas.

"You are very lucky," I replied.

"Dude, you should also do it. Aunt Ulla's beautiful," Kaspar added.

"That's a great idea. Will try it. I hear voices from the living room at night. What do you guys do at night?"

"Man, we hug her tightly, kiss her, touch her. It's crazy. I'm telling you our mamma's cooler than yours," Lukas replied, proudly looking at his brother.

We picked Grandma's bag from the car and began walking back to the house.

"Hey, we should ask Aunt Ulla to feed us. Mamma fed him, so it's our turn now," Lukas announced, nudging Kaspar with his elbow.

"Yeah, man, we should totally do that," Kaspar agreed.

I gave the bag to Grandma, and she went to Mom's room, as the bathroom there had a bathtub.

Even before I could sit down on the couch in the living room, Kaspar said to Mom, "Aunt Ulla, Mamma fed Niels, so you should feed us."

Mom and Vera lifted their heads and looked at him.

"Yes, Kaspar is right," Lukas added as his eyes darted from Vera to Mom.

Mom raised her blue eyes and said in a calm voice, "Aren't you big for that?"

"No, we aren't. Mamma fed him, so you should," Lukas reiterated.

Hearing them say that, Vera put her head in her hands.

"I'm really sorry, but the milk bottle's empty. There's no milk. You're late," Mom said in a comforting tone.

"Well, we... we don't care. We want milk," Kaspar ordered.

"Yes, we want to see the milk bottle," Lukas demanded, looking at Mom's bosom.

"Would you two just shut up?" Vera screamed as she glared at them.

"Tell you what, your mamma looks tired. Why don't you massage her?" Mom suggested.

"And you also shut up," Vera shot back.

"It must've been your idea," Vera said to me.

"My brothers don't need my help. They were asking whether you were now my mother."

Vera kept staring at them. Lukas and Kaspar silently sat down on the couch near Vera. Mom lay down on the couch, placing her head on my thighs.

"Why don't you take it off?" I murmured.

"What?" she inquired, looking at me with her blue eyes.

"This. You'll be more comfortable," I replied, touching her robe.

She sat up and put her hands on the belt of the robe, but didn't move her hands. She looked at all of us, and I saw Vera glaring at her.

She got off the couch and, standing bang opposite Vera and the boys, slowly loosened the belt, opened the robe, and stood there holding the robe open as Lukas and Kaspar gawked at her. She slipped the robe back, and it fell on her bare feet.

She turned around, giving them a good look at her back and ass, and placing her hands on the couch, she bent her whole body, letting Lukas and Kaspar ogle at her behind, her long legs, and inadvertently allowing me to have a close look at her voluptuous boobs.

Thankfully, she was looking straight, and I was sitting on her left side, so she didn't see me peeking at her breasts.

She lay down on the couch, with her head on my thighs and her 5'9" body toward them. Half of her voluptuous boobs were spilling out of the bra, and her long legs were on top of each other.

I placed my hand on her head and began running my fingers through her blonde hair. I had never seen her in only a bra and panties, and the way Lukas and Kaspar were looking at her, it was apparent that they hadn't seen her either.

I saw Lukas and Kaspar brazenly leering at her body, but I knew that if I bent my head and tried to look at her half-naked breasts, she would notice it. So I kept my head straight and ran my fingers through her blonde hair.

"You do know if your father finds out, he's going to be mighty cross," Mom said, looking at Lukas and Kaspar.

"Find out what?" Kaspar wondered.

"That your mamma gives you a bath."

"Mom, why don't you give me a bath?" I interrupted her, bending my head and stealing a quick glance at the blue veins crisscrossing her tits and at her nipples standing like Mt. Everest peaks.

"Do you want me to?" she inquired without turning her face toward me.

"Yes."

"Your wish is my command."

As she said that, I bent my head and, looking straight at Lukas and Kaspar, planted a light kiss on Mom's lips. Vera didn't see it because her head was still bowed. I moved my hand and placed it on her bare stomach.

"Who's more beautiful, your mamma or me?" Mom asked them.

"Mamma," Lukas instantly replied.

"Yes, Mamma," Kaspar said as he placed his hands around Vera's head and, bringing her face closer, tried to kiss her, but she kept her lips closed.

"Yes, she is," Lukas repeated as he brought his face nearer to her and locked his lips.

She parted her lips and accepted his tongue. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her as his tongue explored every inch of her mouth. Finally, he let her go.

"I love you, Mamma," Lukas confessed, putting a hand bang on her breast over the shredded top.

"I also love you," Kaspar said as he kissed her neck and placed his hand not over the top but inside it, and since she wasn't wearing a bra, it meant his hand was on her bare tit.

"This is what I've to deal with every day," Vera sighed as she lay back on the couch, with Kaspar's hand on her left breast and Lukas' on her right.

I saw that both of them were looking at me, challenging me to put my hand on Mom's boobs, but I didn't because I wasn't sure how she would react. I decided that not doing anything was better than getting rebuffed by her in front of them. When Lukas saw I wasn't taking the bait, he upped the ante. He cupped Vera's tit and squeezed it tightly.

Vera, who was sitting with her head reclined and her eyes closed, didn't react. He again squeezed it and again looked at me. Now Kaspar joined him. He slipped his hand inside the top and squeezed her right tit. Vera lifted her hand and put it on Lukas' hand.

"I love you, too. I've told you before, please cup, bite, squeeze Heidi's. Do whatever you want. They are for you," she murmured, referring to his girlfriend.

Ignoring her completely, Lukas looked at me and whispered, "Mamma, would you please feed me like you fed him?"

"Why not? Why stop at that, baby? Spread me out on that dining table," Vera commented.

I don't know what he understood by that, but he adjusted himself and, putting his head above her lap, he lifted the right side of her top and, bringing his mouth nearer, took her nipple in his mouth. I so wanted to see her nipple, but his head blocked the view. Luckily, his brother followed him, and this time, I got a good look at her pink nipple.

Mom turned her head toward me and smiled. My hand was now on her hip, with my fingers resting on her panties near her crotch. Both boys kept holding Vera's boobs in their hands and continued sucking her.

"I envy you," Vera opened her eyes and said to Mom.

Mom smiled. Lukas moved his body closer to her and pressed his crotch against her hips. Vera pointed to Mom with her finger at how Lukas was pushing his crotch. Mom nodded her head. As Vera was pointing it out, Grandma came out of Mom's room. She immediately put a finger on her lips, signaling us to stay quiet, and stood there watching the whole scene. After around 15-20 seconds, she loudly said, "That's enough, boys."

On hearing her voice, Lukas and Kaspar instantly sat up, even forgetting to adjust Vera's top, giving me a full view of her breasts, including her pink nipples.

Vera saw me looking at her nipples and said, "Come, you also look hungry."

I instinctively moved my eyes up to her blue eyes.

"Come, come, don't worry," she repeated.

I saw that Mom had turned her face and was watching me, but I stayed motionless and didn't react. Vera pulled her top over her boobs and looked at Grandma.

"Listen, all three of you. This applies to you, too," Grandma said, looking at me.

"I know you won't listen to me. You aren't listening to your mamma, so why would you listen to me? If your father finds out, you'll be in serious trouble. But if someone else finds out, like your friends, then you'll be in very, very big trouble. Your mamma, whom you love so much, will get locked up in prison, and you will also get locked up. Your father won't be able to help you. I won't be able to help. Nobody will be able to help you. I can't stop you, but I'm telling you that keep your mouth tightly shut. Don't go around bragging. If you want to brag, brag about other girls, not about your mamma. That's all. Now go change, or you'll be late for work. I'll drop you off as I'm going that way."

Lukas and Kaspar got up to change without saying a word or looking at her. Mom also stood up and put the robe back on as Grandma glared at her. While they were busy, I adjusted my rock-hard cock.

After Grandma left with them, I was in Mom's room chatting with my girlfriend on the cellphone, and Mom was watching videos on her mobile phone, when I said to her, "Why were you posing back there?"

"Where?" she looked up from her cellphone and asked.

"Back when you were taking this off," I replied, pointing at the robe with my hand.

"You asked me to take it off. Hang on... are you jealous? Do I detect jealousy here?"

"Of course not. I'm only asking," I answered, switching back to looking at my phone as I didn't want to make eye contact with her.

"I hope they weren't disappointed," she wondered.

"Don't be crazy. Why would they be disappointed?"

"And you?"

I could feel her blue eyes peering at me, but I didn't look up.

"I've seen better."

"Oh, have you? That's very nice to hear. The next time you try to peek, I'll remind you," she commented, throwing a cushion at me.

Raising my head, I looked at her and smiled.

Just then, the door opened, and Vera came and sat down on the bed.

"I'm so confused. I don't know what to do," she announced.

Flicking her blonde behind her ears, she looked at Mom, who was lying on the bed with her head resting on the headboard, and then at me sitting in the chair behind Mom. She stared at me as she started thinking about something. Then she took a deep breath and continued, "Last night, they dry humped me."

"First, it was Lukas. He hugged me from behind and began doing it. He knew that I knew that he was dry humping me, but that didn't stop him. Obviously, whatever Lukas does, Kaspar has to do. That boy copies his brother like a mimic artist copies someone.

"Then in the morning, they were at it again. I knew that Mother was awake, I could hear her footsteps, and I told them, but they didn't care. I dragged them to the bathroom, told them to clean themselves, and got another pair of shorts for them from Mother's room. She asked me, 'Why are you searching for shorts so early in the morning?' I rushed out of the room without answering her."

"Sometime, I think I should just give in," Vera added as she lay down flat on her back on the bed with her long blonde hair spread all around her head, her one knee raised, and her legs wide open.

She was now wearing a top that wasn't all chopped up like liver and shorts.

"You know, just to get them off my back. Then I start thinking, what if they don't leave me even after that? Or what if they start hating me if I did it?"

"They won't hate you, never," Mom, who was lying next to her with her long blonde hair tied in a bun, her hands on her stomach, and her legs straight, assured her.

"Would you hate me?" Mom suddenly turned her face and asked me.

"Huh? Why would I hate you?"

"Never mind," she replied.

I knew what she meant, but I was scared of admitting, especially in front of Vera, that far from hating her, I'd love her even more.

"Do you think they'd leave me alone?"

"With time, yes. It will take some time, maybe a few months, but they'll leave you alone," Mom again assured her.

"What do you think?" Vera raised her head and inquired.

"They'll never hate you, obviously. They love you too much. As Mom says, they'll eventually stop chasing you," I shared my two cents.

"Why don't you take them in? If you do, it will take their mind off me. Besides, there's no Stefan here. I'm scared of Stefan, too," Vera said, turning on her side and propping her head on her elbow.

Stefan was her husband.

Mom looked at her, shook her head, and said, "Even if I take them 'in,' that won't stop them from coming back to you."

"Wait. I need to get something," Vera got up and left the room.

"Come here," Mom patted the bed.

I went and lay next to her, but with space between us.

"Do you also think that Vera's more beautiful?"

"Of course not. I don't think Lukas and Kaspar actually think that. They said it 'cause she's their mom," I replied.

"So they were bluffing?"

"Yes, because you are beautiful," I said as I snuggled closer.

"Why aren't you going to the gym or swimming? And why aren't you spending time with Valerie these days? You used to meet her every day. Is everything alright?" she asked, referring to my girlfriend.

"Grandma, Vera, and everyone's here, so I don't have the time. Will see her soon."

"So you aren't meeting her 'cause there's more action here?"

Instead of replying, I brought my face nearer and placed my leg on her bare thigh and my hand across her naked stomach, clasping her body tightly. I knew she could feel my bulge raging under the shorts against her thigh, but I didn't care.

"Am I disturbing something?" Vera queried as she returned holding two glasses of white wine and a bottle of beer.

"Nah, he was just telling me that I'm beautiful," Mom answered, taking a glass from Vera. I sat up and took the beer from her.

"Do you love your mom like they love me?" Vera wondered.

When Vera said that, Mom turned her face toward me and looked me in my blue eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. Just answer the question."

"Sure, I love her; she's my mom. Why wouldn't I?" I replied.

"We all know the answer," Mom said, looking at Vera.

"What..."

"Oh, keep quiet," Vera cut me off.

I was actually going to say, "What do you mean?" But Vera didn't let me finish.

"What should I do?" Vera implored.

"I'll talk to the boys after dinner, after Mother goes to bed. Now lemme enjoy this fine wine," Mom responded as she lay her head back on the headboard.

Vera and Mom started talking about work, colleagues, etc., and I began scrolling my cellphone. A little later, Grandma returned with Lukas and Kaspar. However, since Grandma was there, they didn't try anything. After Grandma had gone to bed, Mom called all of us to her room. Vera sat down on the bed with her knees raised. Mom was sitting in a chair. I took the side table. Lukas and Kaspar opted to stand.

"Here's the deal. Vera will give both of you what you want, but there are some conditions. First, you will not come near her when Stefan's home. Whether he's taking a shower, sleeping, or has gone to buy groceries, or whatever. If he's home, you'll not go near her at all. Am I clear?"

"We won't, we promise, Mom."

"Stay there and listen to the conditions," Mom said to Kaspar as he tried to come closer to Vera.

"If Stefan's home, this house is always open. If you break this promise, then your mamma will stop giving you what you want. Come here and do whatever you want. Second, if you tell anybody about this, and I mean anybody, then you'll never ever see your mamma, your father, us, or any one of your friends again. Understood? So go brag to your friends or keep your mouth shut. You choose."

"No, no, we won't tell anyone, we promise," Kaspar tried to assure Mom and Vera.

"Okay, you three stay here, I'll sleep in Niels' room," Mom said as she signaled me with her eyes and got up.

"Just keep reminding them not to open their mouths," Mom told me as we lay down on the bed, with me on one side and her on the other side. We were playing with our cellphones when, around 20 minutes later, the door opened, and Vera walked in wearing a bathrobe.

"Shift and don't say a word," she said to Mom as she lay down on her stomach and hid her face in the pillow.

Mom and I looked at each other, but didn't say anything. She stayed in that position for around 30 minutes and only moved when Lukas came barging into the room without knocking and said, "Get up, Mamma, we are waiting for you."

Vera sat up, with her back toward us, adjusted the bathrobe, and followed him.

"Switch off the lights," Mom said once they were gone.

"I hope I didn't make a mistake," she whispered.

"What mistake?" I inquired as I watched her face in the moonlight.

"Asking them to... you know, do it."

"Don't worry about that. They won't hurt her, they love her."

"Just make sure they don't tell anyone."

"Stop worrying. Come here," I told her.

She dragged herself and came a little bit nearer. I wasn't satisfied with that, so I placed my hand on her stomach and pulled her closer. Then, putting my leg on her thigh, buried my crotch in her ass over the robe.

"Really?" She turned her head slightly and whispered.

"What?"

"The gun is loaded now? Poor Vera is there, I'm all tense, and your gun is locked and ready?"

Instead of answering, I simply planted a kiss on her cheek.

"Don't even think about it," she warned me, but this time she didn't turn her head.

"Think about what?"

"What Lukas and Kaspar did."

I knew she meant dry humping and, to be honest, I was thinking about it, but replied, "I never think about it."

"I know how much you think about it. Don't forget, I'm your mom."

At that moment, I wanted to ask if she also thought about it, but I couldn't gather the courage.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Ask anything," I replied.

"Who was your first?"

"Valerie," I answered, referring to my girlfriend.

"And how many else?"

"No, no one else."

"Did it happen here?"

"At Mathias' house," I answered, referring to a friend.

"Why his house?"

"He was with his girlfriend, Ida, and I was with Valerie, and then things happened."

"All together," she turned her head and stared at me.

"No, they were on the bed, and we were on the couch."

"Who was your first?" I inquired.

"Give me a minute. Lemme process this first. Didn't Valerie feel awkward with Mathias and Ida present there?"

"Nah. She doesn't feel awkward or anything. She says not feeling awkward is a sign of confidence."

"Now your turn. Who was your first?"

"Your dad. Who else?"

"And how many else?"

"Only him. Pretty boring, right?"

"Where did it happen?"

"In Felix's house," she replied, referring to Dad's father.

"Mom, when we were playing the Who Knows Me Better game, you said you used to wear miniskirts. I've never seen you in a miniskirt."

"I wore them when I was much younger. Do you want me to wear them?"

"Yeah. You can if you want."

"Okay. Anything else?"

"Whatever you want."

"Go to the bathroom, or you won't be able to sleep," she said as she slightly moved her ass to give my raging cock more space.

"I'm fine," I responded.

Then the talks drifted to Dad, work, and other things.

"I think they have gone to sleep," she whispered as she turned her body and lay down on her back with one knee raised. Since her one knee was raised, the robe had opened, and I could see the smooth skin of her thigh shining in the moonlight. I put my leg on her thigh, and now our skin was touching. I placed my arm just under her voluptuous boobs, with my fingers resting on her underboobs hidden inside her robe.

"Aren't you sleepy? You have school tomorrow," she inquired.

"I'll sleep like this," I replied, snuggling closer to her.

"Don't you take off your underwear at night?"

"I do. Tonight I didn't. Do you want me to take it off?" I wondered as I raised my face and looked at her.

"Don't be crazy. Vera can come any second."

"But Lukas and Kaspar don't wear underwear at night when they are with Vera," I reminded her.

"You are not them."

"Mom, do you always wear panties at night?"

"Sometimes I don't. I used to sleep without anything on, but your dad didn't like it."

"Why not?"

"Ask him."

Just then, the door opened. Without knocking or peeking inside to see if we were sleeping, Vera walked in and lay down next to Mom, with her back toward us. I removed my leg and hand from Mom's body, and she shifted closer to me to give Vera more space.

"They have finally gone to sleep," Vera, who was now wearing a top and panties, murmured.

Mom and I stayed silent.

"They have school in the morning, but they wanted to stay awake to go for a third round. I told them if they didn't sleep, I'd call Aunt Ulla," she added, referring to Mom.

We didn't say anything.

After staying silent for two minutes or so, Mom whispered, "How's everything? Are you okay?'

"Yeah, I'm fine. Will talk in the morning."

We again went silent. Around 20 minutes later, I quietly got up and went to the bathroom to take care of my desperate cock. When I woke up in the morning, Mom and Vera weren't in the room. I hurriedly brushed my teeth and changed my clothes because I was already late.

I was making a sandwich in the kitchen when Grandma said to Lukas and Kaspar, "You two look very happy today. What happened?"

I saw Lukas and Kaspar stare at Grandma like a deer stares at a headlight.

Mom, who was sitting there drinking coffee, said, "Vera made their wish come true last night."

"Yes, I sensed something like that. A lot of noise was coming from the room, and there was constant opening of the door. Did you sleep in his room?" Grandma queried, pointing at me with her eyes.

"Yes," Mom replied.

Then Vera arrived.

"Just remember, I don't want any more grandkids," Grandma said to her.

"And you two keep your mouths shut. If you want to brag, brag that you met an older woman. Say she's a mother of 10 kids," Grandma stared at them as she looked up and down at them.

Lukas and Kaspar just nodded their heads. I grabbed my bag and left for school. While I was in school, Grandma left for her house. In the evening, Vera, Lukas, and Kaspar came after dinner as they had to go to their house to pick up some fresh clothes.

Lukas and Kaspar were playing video games in the guest room, they had now moved in there as Grandma wasn't there, and I was standing near the refrigerator when Mom said to Vera, "They are behaving well today. What happened?"

"They had two rounds with me at the house, that's why."

"No wonder they are behaving well," Mom added.

After Vera gathered her flock and went to the guest room with them, I went to Mom's room to sleep there. Around 30-40 minutes later, Vera came and sat down on the bed next to Mom. She was wearing panties and a cropped top that was covering only her big breasts, leaving her whole stomach naked. Since she wasn't wearing a bra, the shape of her nipples was clearly visible.

"Are they sleeping?" Mom asked.

"Yes, they are exhausted."

"Yes, they had a busy day," Mom concurred.

"They? I had a busy day. Three rounds since morning," Vera protested, staring at Mom.

"Where did you get this from, Aunt Vera?" I inquired, looking at the top.

"Ask your cousins. They search these things on the internet and order them," she replied, looking up from her cellphone.

"Mom, why don't you wear such clothes?" I asked as I turned on my side with my face resting on my palm.

"You order them, I'll wear them?"

"Will you?"

"Yeah, as long as you are paying, why won't I?"

"While you are at it, buy for me, too," Vera remarked without lifting her face from the cellphone.

"I would."

"What will you buy?" Mom inquired as she turned her body toward me.

"Tops, miniskirts."

"Do you know my size?"

"I'll find out."

"And what else?"

"You tell me."

"Why should I? You want to buy, so you tell me."

"Gowns."

"What kind of gowns?"

"Lace gowns, transparent gowns."

"Anything under the transparent gowns?"

"That's up to you."

"No. You tell me."

"Things under them," I hesitantly suggested.

"Again, you don't know my size."

"I'll find out."

"How? You haven't even seen them."

"Then show them."

"Now?"

"Why not?"

"You open it and see."

"Okay, I will."

I looked straight into her blue eyes and slowly started untying the belt of her robe. Just as I untied it, she put her hand on my hand and stopped me.

She brought her face closer and, staring into my eyes, placed her lips on my lips. Putting my hand behind her head, I tilted my face and closed my eyes as I locked my lips with hers. After letting her catch her breath, I again tasted her lips.

As she lay back, I climbed on top of her 5'9" body, crushing her voluptuous boobs under my chest, and softly kissed her right ear lobe and lightly bit it. Clasping her hands around my back, she turned her face away and closed her eyes as I gently traced her ear rim with my tongue.

From her ear, I moved to her neck and began kissing it. Without lifting my face, I brought my tongue to her voluptuous boobs and took her pink nipple in my mouth as my hand cupped her other tit. While my hand was squeezing her breast, my mouth was sucking her nipple.

I lifted my face and saw her and Vera watching me. Now it was the turn of her left boob. I cupped both her boobs and squeezed them tightly as she jerked her head back and let out a moan. I turned her around and started planting kisses on the back of her neck, her shoulders, her back, and her ample and firm ass.

Slidding down to her feet, I began sucking her toes. I was sucking the toes of her other leg when she turned around and, grabbing my shoulders, pulled me up. She opened her legs and, holding my cock, put it on her pussy. l lay down on top of her and, slipping my cock in her pussy, I placed my elbows on each side of her and began making love to my own mom.

She raised her head and kissed my lips. I started slowly, pushing it deep in her pussy and pulling it back nearly the whole way, and pushing it back again. Then I picked up the pace. Wrapped her long legs around me, she tightened her pussy as I pushed faster and faster.

In the middle of it, I stopped and, holding her by her waist, flipped her and made her go on her fours. I held her by her waist and began fucking her from behind.

When I did that, Vera picked up her phone and started recording us. Mom saw it but didn't say anything, so I also didn't say anything. Mom was balancing her body on her palms, her long blonde hair was falling from her neck to the bed sheet, and her voluptuous boobs were moving forward and back. I could hear her softly moaning ah-ah with my every thrust.

I again stopped and lay down on my back as she positioned her 36-year-old body to top of me and started fucking me. While she was riding my 18-year-old body, my hands were cupping and squeezing her breasts. Bending her head, she put her head on my chest, hiding her face in her hair, and began moaning softly and tightening her pussy as I embraced her and started cumming in her pussy.

She lay there with her face still behind her hair as I filled her pussy with my cum. She rolled over and lay down between me and Vera.

"God, I needed that," Mom sighed as she lay there with her head resting on the headboard.

"Been a long time?" Vera said.

"Over two years," Mom answered.

"The size of the gun and its performance aren't bad," Vera said.

Mom gave a smile. I looked down at my cock and tapping it said, "Did you hear that? Aren't you awesome?"

When Mom saw me talk to my own cock, she rolled her eyes.

"Aunt Vera, why did you record us?"

"I'll send it to everyone," she replied, raising her eyebrows and staring at me.

"Send it to me."

After sending the video, Vera got up and went back to her flock.

"So?" Mom asked, turning her body toward me.

"Why weren't you going anywhere, not meeting anyone, not taking care of yourself? Why were you depressed for so long?"

"I dunno. I just want you to be happy. Are you happy?" she inquired as she slid closer and put her face on my chest.

"Happiest I've ever been," I replied, caressing her long blonde hair.

"Aren't you?"

In response, she lifted her face slightly and planted a kiss on my stomach.

"How did this happen? I thought we were teasing Vera," she said as she ran her fingers over my naked stomach.

"I'm mighty glad that it did."

"Why didn't you try to kiss me like they kiss Vera?"

"I don't kiss girls. They kiss me."

She raised her head, turned around, and looked at me. She planted a kiss on my stomach as we lay there like two lovers and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning and turned my head around, I saw Mom lying on her side, looking at me with her blue eyes and smiling.

"Had a good night?" she inquired.

"Hmm," I nodded my head.

"So finally you are once again sleeping sans clothes," I remarked, putting my hand on her bare shoulder and rubbing it.

"I like it," she replied.

"When did you wake up?"

"Last night," she replied as she slid closer to me and, pushing my shoulder with her hand, made me lie down on my back.

She sat down on me and, bringing her face nearer, she placed her lips on mine and immediately pulled back. I opened my eyes and saw her smiling. She again brought her face nearer and, after barely grazing my lips, she withdrew again. This time, I didn't find it funny and muttered, "What?"

Bending her head once again, she pressed her lips into mine, and we stayed in that position as we tasted each other's lips. She then slowly lifted her head and let go of my lips.

Wrapping my arms around her, I lifted my face and slowly slipped my tongue into her mouth. We began exploring each other's mouths, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes just the opening, and sometimes deep into the mouth.

After three or four kisses and short breaks between them, Mom got off my 6'0" body, lay down on her back on the bed, and opened her legs. I lay on top of her and, after kissing her lips, I trailed my tongue down to her neck and her voluptuous boobs. Taking her pink nipples in my mouth, I sucked them and lightly bit her left one. She shot up and looked at me.

I moved to her belly button and probed it with my tongue. Then slowly went down between her legs. After planting a kiss on her pussy lips, I raised my head and said, "Say I want you to lick my cunt."

"Oh, my God! I'll never say that word," she declared, turning her face away from me.

"Say it. Say I want you to lick my cunt."

She dropped her head on her pillow and murmured, "Please lick my cunt."

Crouching between her legs, I raised her knees and began licking my own mom's pussy, the same I came out from 18 years ago. Putting my hands on her thighs, I began exploring it with my tongue as her moans got louder and louder.

Suddenly, the door opened, and I instinctively looked at the door, and Mom also turned her head. Vera was standing there and staring at us.

"Keep it down, guys!" she whispered.

I looked at Mom, and she looked back at me. She half raised herself on her elbows and, putting her hands on my head, pushed my face between her legs as Vera closed the door and left.

My tongue was back in my mom's pussy and soon she was arching her back and pulling the bed sheet with her fingers. She suddenly pushed my head away from her pussy and closed her legs as her whole body rocked in orgasm.

I silently watched my own mother writhe in pure ecstasy. I left her alone and went to the bathroom to jerk off and wash my mouth. While I was washing my mouth, Mom came in a long top that went nearly up to her knees.

"Nothing under it," I inquired as I put on a top and jeans.

"Why?" she asked as she looked down at her top.

I wanted to tell her that her nipples were poking, but didn't.

When we left the room, we heard Vera shouting at Lukas and Kaspar, who were in the guest room, to get up.

"You got up early," Mom said to Vera, who was still in that cropped top and panties. The morning sunshine coming from the window was falling directly on her, making the shape of her nipples more prominent and visible.

"You had one round with him, and I had one round with them. I so, so wanted to sleep, but they woke me up just for it," she whispered to Mom.

"Thank you for this excellent breakfast. It looks awesome," I said to Vera.

"I hope you like it," she replied.

Then Lukas and Kaspar arrived.

"You like this top?" Lukas asked me, pointing at Vera's top.

"We bought it," he added.

"Yes, she told me last night. I like it," I remarked.

"But Aunt Ulla doesn't have any?" he commented.

I didn't reply.

"He has promised to buy it for me," Mom defended me.

"We'll buy it for you, Aunt Ulla," Kaspar said.

"That's very nice, but don't do it 'cause I don't want you to empty your mamma's bank account," Mom said.

"Don't worry, we'll use our own money," Lukas added.

Vera asked Kaspar to help her pack the bags as they were going back to their house in the afternoon. Mom sat down on a chair in the living room with her legs crossed and began scrolling her cellphone. I also sat down with my cellphone in the living room. Lukas, meanwhile, stayed in the kitchen with his video game.

Five minutes later, Mom received a call on her cellphone, and it was from Grandma. The call lasted for nearly two minutes, but all Mom said was yes, okay, and got it. It was obvious that Grandma was berating Mom over something. When the call ended, Mom got up and went back to her room. I followed her.

"Why's Grandma angry?"

"Guess?"

"Why did Aunt Vera tell her?"

"She didn't tell her. I told her to tell her."

"Why?"

"You think she wouldn't have found out? Anyway, it's fine," she said as she lay down on the bed with her mobile phone.

"Is she very angry?"

"Nah, she's fine. Don't worry 'bout it."

I sat down on a chair and began replying to my girlfriend. A little later, I got up and went to Mom, who was in the living room.

"I need to shower. Would you help me?"

"You want me to give you a shower?"

"Yes. You said my wish was your command."

"Okay. Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Vera asked from the kitchen.

"First, it was your boys. Now, it's my boy. He wants me to shower him."

I went to my room and took off my clothes as Mom watched my already half awake cock. She then got rid of her long top.

We got under the shower and I was lathering her voluptuous boobs with soap, her back was toward me, her head was leaning against my shoulder, and her eyes were closed when the bathroom door opened and I saw Vera peeking.

I didn't say anything, and Mom didn't notice that Vera was there. Then Lukas and Kaspar followed her. Mom opened her eyes and saw all three of them watching us, but she stayed in that position.

Opening the glass shower door, I brought my hand to her pussy and slipped my index finger inside it. Mom brought her arms behind her and grabbed my ass with her hands, pushing her voluptuous boobs forward.

Holding her leg, I raised it and put her foot above her knee, pressing the foot sole against her inner thigh, opening her legs wider and giving them a full view of her pussy as she stood there with her hands on my ass, her pussy wide open, her head resting against my shoulder, and her eyes closed.

I slowly started playing with her pussy with my finger while my other index finger and thumb rubbed and caressed her hard-as-a-rock nipples. She turned her head and buried her face in my neck as I slipped one more finger inside her pussy and started to masturbate her right in front of her elder sister and nephews.

With water continuously drenching our bodies, I increased my pace as my hands tightly squeezed her tits as she began moaning. She kept her eyes closed as her moaning got louder and then suddenly she removed my hand away from her pussy and turning her body in one swift motion, placed her hands around my neck and wrapped her legs around my thighs as her body very lightly shook in orgasm.

She stayed like that for over 10 seconds then kissing me on my lips put her hand on my raging cock and started stroking it. Since her back was toward Vera and the boys, I placed my hands on her shoulders, made her stand sideways, and closed the shower head. She adjusted her long blonde hair and began rubbing it fast.

I put my hands on her head and pushed it down. She understood what I wanted, so she knelt down and took my cock in her mouth. She was balancing herself by keeping her hands on my thighs while I was standing there with my hands on my hips. I turned my head and saw Vera and the boys gaping at us.

After Mom had made my cock wet with her saliva, I grabbed her hair, pulled her up, and put her hand on my cock. She again began jerking me off. I knew it was time, so I grabbed her other arm and started cumming on her stomach. She tightened her grip and oozed the last drop of my cum.

Taking her cum filled finger to her mouth, I asked her to open her mouth and she took her fingers and thumb one by one and cleaned them. I took her hand once more and made her lift a drop of my cum off her stomach and again brought it near her mouth. She cleaned that too.

I made her lift my cum once more and this time, I turned my head and said to Vera, "Clean it."

She looked at me and, coming near the shower door, bent down and took Mom's finger in her mouth and cleaned it. I made Mom do it again and Vera once more took my cum in her mouth.

"It doesn't taste bad," Vera remarked as she stepped back.

I turned the shower head on, and Mom cleaned herself and me. We took the towels from the rack but didn't wrap them around us.

"This is how you do it. Watch and learn," I said to Lukas and Kaspar as both continued to stare at us with their eyes wide open.

"Mamma, you'll have to do this when we reach home. You did this with him, but never with us," Lukas announced with anger in his voice.

"We'll do it when we come here next time. I've told you we won't do anything because your father's there. And don't argue or make a face," Vera warned them.

"Will Aunt Ulla help you?" he wondered.

"Ask her."

"Will you?"

"Yes. But first let Mamma help you," Mom replied as she left the bathroom.

Lukas didn't look happy with her answer, but didn't say anything. An hour or so later, I was on the bed with Mom, who was lying with her back toward me and reading a novel. I slinked near her and, putting my right cheek on her left cheek, placed my hand on her boobs over the top.

"I'll put it in there," I announced as I caressed her ass.

"Shut up," she replied without turning her head.

After a minute or so, she said, "Have you done it with Valerie?"

"No," I replied as I slipped my hand inside her top and began fondling her nipples.

"But Mathias has done it with Ida," I added.

"Did she tell you?"

"No. You remember a couple of weeks ago, I came very late from Mathias' house? All four of us -- Valerie, I, Mathias, and Ida -- were on his bed and talking. They started making out. Then she just turned around, and he put it there. They had obviously done it before."

"What did Valerie say?"

"Nothing. I didn't ask her. She lay down on her back beside Ida, and we did it the old-fashioned way."

"Sounds like this Ida girl is spunky," Mom remarked.

"I love your breasts, Mom," I whispered in her ear.

"Why?" she inquired without lifting her eyes from the book.

"Because they are big, round, and firm," I replied, caressing them.

"Do you like my cock?" I again whispered.

She moved her eyes and glanced at me.

"Do you?"

"Hmm," she answered.

"Say you like my cock."

"I won't. Go see what they are doing."

Putting my hand on her face, I pressed her cheeks with my fingers and turned her face toward me.

"Say you like my cock," I ordered.

"I won't. Lemme read," she mumbled.

"Say it, or I won't let it go," I told her, tightening my grip on her cheeks.

"Okay, okay, I like your cock," she mumbled though it was difficult to understand as my fingers were pressing her cheeks.

I pushed her on her back and sat down on her with my hands on her neck.

"Say you like taking my cock in your mouth," I demanded.

She turned her face away from me and loudly said, "No."

"Say it, or I'll strangle you," I threatened, lightly pressing her throat.

"I don't like such words. Is this dirty talk?" she wondered without turning her face toward me.

"Are you going to say it or not?" I increased the pressure.

"I like sucking your cock. Now, lemme go," she said as she tried to get up.

I pushed her back.

"Say you like it when my tongue is in your cunt."

"No," she said as she began fighting me to get up.

"Say it," I ordered as I began choking her.

She turned her head from left to right to signal no. I increased the pressure more. She immediately started moving her head from up to down to signal yes. I eased the pressure. Her cheeks and nose had turned bright red, and she was taking deep breaths.

"I like it when your tongue's in my cunt. I like it when you fuck my cunt with your finger and I love it when you fuck my cunt with your cock. I love your cock in my cunt," she said as she lifted her head and planted a kiss on my lips.

"I love fucking your cunt, Mom. It's tight," I said to her.

"I love tasting your cunt," I added.

"I love it when you take my cock in your mouth, Mom," I continued.

"Then put it in my mouth," she said.

"It's yours," I said, waving my hand over my cock.

"No, I want you to put it in my mouth."

"Put what?"

"Your cock," she replied as her cheeks turned bright red.

"I'd love to, Mom," I said, embracing her tightly and kissing her lips.

I got off her and took off my shorts. She tied her long blonde hair with a hair tie, took off her long top, and crouched between my legs. I lay back on the bed with my hands behind my head as my cock entered my own mom's mouth.

While her mouth was busy with my cock, her hands were busy with my balls. She was cupping and squeezing them like I cupped and squeezed her boobs.

She took my cock out of her mouth and started licking my ball. She took my one cock in her mouth and then the other and repeated the process three or four times.

She traced her tongue from my balls to my cock and licked whole of it and then ran it on the tip as her blue eyes looked at me. And then it was my cock's turn to go in her mouth.

I buried my nails in her back and arched my body as I started unloading my cum in her mouth. She didn't let go of my cock and swallowed each and every drop. Raising her head, she looked at me, smiled, and wiped her face with the back of her arm.

I got up from the bed and, holding her hand, went with her to the bathroom. Placing my hands on my hips, I stood in front of the basin. Mom opened the tap and, cupping water in her hand, brought it near my cock.

"What are you doing?"

She looked up at me and said, "Washing you."

"Don't waste it," I ordered as I grabbed her hand and placed it on my cock.

"Squeeze it."

She wrapped her fingers around my cock and squeezed it.

As a drop of my cum came into view, I said, "Lift it with your finger and put it into your mouth."

She looked at my face and squeezed my cock again and lifting my cum put it in her mouth.

"Do you want me to call Vera?" she inquired as she flicked my cum with her finger.

"No, this is for you."

Putting her finger in her mouth, she licked it clean. She then washed my cock and dried it with a towel.

"You've a very naughty mind," she remarked as she cleaned her mouth.

"I think it's called an imaginative mind," I commented, slapping her ass.

When she came out of the bathroom, she picked up her top from the chair, but I said, "Leave it there."

"Get up. Vera's going. Aren't you going to meet them?"

"Just come to the bed and lie down here," I said.

She came and lay down on her back without putting on anything. But I made her lie down on her side, with her face toward the door, and I lay down naked behind her. Then I picked up the phone and began calling someone.

"Whom are you calling?" she inquired, turning her head toward me.

"Lukas."

"Wait! Lemme put on something," she screamed as she tried to get up.

I pushed her back on the bed.

"Huh? Do you want to show him or what?"

"I want to share this good news with them," I said, pointing at us with my hand.

"Hmm. You wanna brag."

"Come to my room," I said when Lukas answered the phone.

"Come to my room with Kaspar now," I repeated before he could even say hello.

I cut the call.

Within a minute, there was a knock on the door. The second they entered the room they froze when they saw Mom lying there naked with her head propped up on her elbow and her one knee raised, offering a full view of her pussy. Then their eyes moved to me lying naked behind Mom with my knee raised, too.

I saw that Lukas' mouth was half open and Kaspar's eyes were nearly popping out. After staring at Mom for a few good seconds, Lukas finally understood.

"Oh, Aunt Ulla has done it with him," he said without saying it to anyone in particular.

Kaspar turned his head, looked at his elder brother, and started shouting, "Mamma, mamma, come here fast, come here."

Vera came and stopped in her tracks. She saw us lying there all naked, and her sons staring at us.

"Mamma, Aunt Ulla has done it with Niels," he screamed, looking at his mother.

Vera just stood there and watched us before the light bulb went on in her head.

"But she still hasn't fed you," she said to Lukas and Kaspar.

"Huh?" Lukas replied.

"She still hasn't fed you from her milk bottles," she repeated as she came and lay down on her side on the bed with her head propped up on her elbow.

"Yes, Aunt Ulla, you haven't fed us," Kaspar said.

"Do you want me to?" Mom asked.

"Yes," Kaspar replied.

"Then come," Mom said.

"Really?"

"Yes. Come," Mom said as she sat down with her back on the headboard.

Kaspar looked at his mother, and when Vera gave the okay, he climbed onto the bed.

"Lie down here," Mom suggested, patting her thighs.

He lay down with his head on her bare thighs. Holding him by his shoulders, she adjusted his position, so now his face was right below her tit.

He turned his head and saw Mom's pussy staring at him and said, "Aunt Ulla, you are shaved like Mamma."

"Look here," she admonished him as she placed her hand under his head and brought his mouth to her nipple.

He grabbed her breast and started sucking her tit.

"You can come here," she said to Lukas, pointing at her right boob.

Putting his head on her thighs, he lay down under her right boob. She cupped her tit and brought her nipple to his mouth, but he placed his hand on her hand and removed her hand from her breast. He slowly began rubbing his hand over her voluptuous boob, gently caressing it, and ran his finger on and around her pink nipple.

"Aunt Ulla, are they as big as Mamma's? Is your size the same?" he inquired, looking into Mom's eyes.

Mom smiled and looked at Vera.

"Yes, they are. Do you like 'em big?"

"Yes."

"I also," Kaspar chipped in.

"He also likes 'em big," Mom said, pointing at me with her eyes.

"That's why he's with Valerie," Vera said, referring to my girlfriend.

"Remember I told you one day she was wearing a sheer top and they were just out there, all of it," Mom told Vera.

"Yes, I remember."

"Oh, come on. Tell the whole story, Mom. I gave her a top, and she wasn't sure about it. I told her to ask Mom. I thought she'd put on something under it, but she went out of the room like that."

"She came to me and said, 'What do you think of this top? Niels is saying it's lovely.'"

"I was like, honey, I don't know about the top, but I certainly don't want to see so much."

I saw that Lukas was now kissing Mom's nipple. Kaspar had now stopped sucking Mom's nipple and was now cupping and kissing her breast. Lukas raised his face and brought it near Mom's lips.

"No kissing," Mom said.

He took her face in his hands and again tried to kiss her.

She again repeated, "No kissing."

"Just one," he pleaded.

"No," Mom shook her head.

He slid his hand between her legs, but she stopped him.

"Not there," she ordered.

He again tried to touch her there, but she again stopped him. Sensing he was losing the battle, he pushed her shoulders, she fell back on the bed, and he immediately tried to push his hand between her legs, but she closed her legs.

He placed his hands on her knees and attempted to spread her legs. Kaspar also joined him. Vera and I, meanwhile, continued to watch the whole scene. They tried three or four times to open her legs but failed each time.

Finally, tired of their attempts, Mom said, "Go to your mamma."

"Come one by one," Vera said as she took off her top, revealing her big boobs and her pink nipples, and got rid of the panties.

"You go sit in that chair and wait for your turn," Vera told Kaspar.

Vera saw me looking at her, but didn't react. Kaspar was right. She was completely shaved. She stood there on the floor as Lukas, who was so excited by everything that our presence didn't even make him pause, took off his clothes and got onto the bed.

She climbed on top of him, with her stomach inches away from Mom's feet and her face near where I was sitting on the bed.

Lukas' cock was already hard as a rock, so she simply held it in her hand and guided it to her pussy. He grabbed her boobs and, slightly lifting his head, began sucking her nipple. To help him, Vera bent down more and cupped her tit as he drew her nipple into his mouth.

"Don't bite it," she murmured as she held her other breast in her hand and brought it to him.

He grabbed her other tit and squeezed it tightly as his mouth tasted her nipple. His hand was cupping and squeezing her one boob while his mouth and tongue were focusing on the other. He then held both her breasts in his hands and pressed them hard.

Putting her hands on his chest, she began screwing him slowly. He lay there with his hands on her hips as her big boobs moved with her every movement.

Lukas placed his hands on her ass and pulled her closer. She lay down on him, with her big breasts on his chest and her face on his elbow. The position meant her eyes were now looking straight at Mom.

Wrapping his around her back, he increased the pace and started fucking her as hard. She lay there on top of him with her eyes looking at Mom. Lukas grabbed her ass and closed his eyes as his cum filled her pussy.

After staying still for a few seconds, she slowly got up and removed her hair from her sweat-filled forehead. As soon as she stood up, Kaspar got up from his chair and hugged her from behind.

"Lemme wash myself," she whispered, putting her hands on his hands.

"I'm coming back. Take them off," she ordered, pointing at his clothes with her finger.

He immediately took off his clothes and stood there all naked and stroking his cock.

"How was I, Aunt Ulla?" Lukas asked Mom as he lay there with his hand on his raised knee and his flaccid cock near her bare thigh.

"How's she?" Mom inquired, signaling at the bathroom with her eyes.

"Mamma's great. She's awesome," he declared.

"Yeah, she is. So are you two," she remarked, looking at him and Kaspar.

Vera came out of the bathroom and told Kaspar to get on the bed.

"Mamma, when will you shave my hair?" Lukas asked as he played with his pubic hair with his finger.

"When your father's not there."

"We can do it here. Aunt Ulla can help," he suggested, looking at Mom.

Mom smiled but didn't say anything.

He got up from the bed, gathered his clothes, and went to the bathroom to clean himself.

Kaspar took his position and lay down. Vera tied her hair in a bun and crouched near his legs, with her ass next to Mom's legs, and, pushing Kaspar's both knees up, began licking his balls as he lay there propped up on his elbows.

Placing her legs on his thighs, she took his right ball in her mouth and repeated the process with his left one.

Lifting her face, she said to Mom, "I'm his first one."

"Hmm. Lucky boy," Mom commented.

"So you popped his cherry?" Mom added.

"Cherry? What's cherry?" Kaspar inquired, looking at his mom and my mom.

"Who was your first, Aunt Ulla?" Lukas, who was sitting opposite her on the chair where Kaspar was sitting, asked.

"Oh, too many to remember. They just kept coming one after another," Mom replied as she placed her hands behind her head and reclined against the headboard with one knee raised and her legs open.

"Shut up!" Vera exclaimed, lightly hitting Mom's leg.

"It was Uncle Bent," Vera elaborated, referring to my dad.

"And yours, Mom?" Lukas asked.

But instead of answering him, Vera took Kaspar's cock in her mouth and started sucking it like a child sucks a Popsicle. Within seconds, it was as hard as a rock. She lay down beside him and, putting her hand on his cheek, guided his mouth to her breasts. He hungrily took her nipple and began sucking it. His hand, meanwhile, was playing with her other boob.

Unlike his elder brother, Kaspar was gentler. He wasn't grabbing or squeezing her breasts like him. She kissed his lips and climbed on top of him. She looked into his eyes tenderly and kept kissing his lips, cheeks, and neck as she slowly made love to her 18-year-old son.

While Lukas did most of the heavy work when he was fucking Vera, this time Vera did all the heavy lifting. She even alternated her pace, sometimes going fast and then suddenly moving slowly.

He grabbed her ass and moaned "Oh, Mamma" as he began cumming inside his own mom's pussy. She let him fill her pussy and then kissing his lips said, "Love you, baby" before she got off him and went to wash herself.

Coming out of the bathroom, she told Lukas and Kaspar to go and keep their things in the bags. Then, picking up the top and panties from the chair, she put them on and lay down between Mom and me.

"The gun's loaded and is itching to fire," she commented, looking at my fully erect cock.

"It's itching to fire, but he's afraid if he fires the gun, they too would want to fire their guns," Mom said.

"You mean he's afraid they would fire their guns there," Vera said, pointing between Mom's legs with her eyes.

"Yes," Mom responded.

Hearing that, Vera turned her head toward me and, looking straight at my cock, said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure the field is clear. You won't have other gunslingers entering the tunnel and spoiling your loot."

"What the what? Tunnel? Loot? Ha-ha, Vera," Mom said, slapping Vera's arm as a smile spread across her face.

"Oh, honey, it's a tunnel hiding crown jewels. It's just that the echo is louder in my tunnel."

"And why's that?" Mom wondered as both Mom and I continued to smile.

"Because many, many strong, hardworking men, men with sweat dripping from every pore of their bodies, have drilled it. Now don't disturb. I'm talking to... it?... him?.. I don't know if it's it or him. Anyway, I'm talking. Just be patient. I'll make sure the ground is clear, and then you can blast this tunnel as much as you want. Just keep firing until I'm begging you to kill me, to blow me to pieces. Just be patient."

Vera lifted her head, looked at us, and straightened herself.

"Now the real test will start. Let's hope Stefan doesn't find out and they don't open their mouths," Vera said as she got up and left the room.

I put on underwear, shorts, and a top. Mom got up and was leaving the room without putting on anything when I said, "Aren't you goin' to wear something?"

"Not feeling awkward is a sign of confidence," she quoted my girlfriend, Valerie, as she turned around, smiled, and left the room.

When I came out of the room, they were in the living room, and all the bags were packed. Vera was wearing jeans and a top with a drawing of an RV standing in front of pine trees and snow-capped mountains. The text on her cleavage read, "I hate when you." On her underboobs, it read, "Pull it out."

"Aunt Ulla, can I say bye to them?" Lukas said to Mom, pointing at her voluptuous breasts with his eyes.

"Of course, you can," Mom, who was standing with her legs slightly open, replied.

He came closer to her and, putting his arms around her, kissed her both nipples and then, stepping back a little, with his hands on her hips, gazed at her pussy.

As expected, Kaspar also wanted to say goodbye.

However, he didn't kiss them. He bent down and took her nipples in his mouth. Mom ruffled his hair and smiled. But just then, she let out a scream, "Ouch!"

She slapped his back and shouted, "Don't bite!"

He lifted his face and smiled.

"Can I kiss you there, Aunt Ulla?" he requested, looking at her crotch.

"Just one kiss," she told him.

He knelt down and, putting his hands on her ass, planted a kiss on her pussy lips. As he got up, he turned his head and smiled at his elder brother. Now Lukas also had to do it. He got down on his knees and, looking straight into Mom's eyes, brought his face closer.

"No tongue," she warned him, but she was too late.

Placing her hands on his shoulders, she pushed him back, but he maintained his grip on her ass and tried to push his tongue back in her pussy. She closed her legs and pushed him away with all her strength.

"Aunt Ulla, you're very beautiful," he said as he got up.

"Well, thank you. Now go, or your mamma will get angry. And remember, don't do anything when your father's there and keep your mouth closed."

"Can we come here when Father's there?"'

"Yes, you can come here whenever you want," Mom replied.

"And I was worried whether they would ever leave me," Vera commented, looking at Mom.

"That's men for you," Mom shrugged her shoulders.

I saw her nodding at Vera, but when I turned my head, Vera was looking straight at her boys.

Vera walked toward Mom and hugged her from behind, putting her arms across Mom's bare stomach, just over her belly button.

Bringing her face closer, she kissed Mom's cheek and slowly dragged her ring finger from Mom's stomach down to her crotch and to her inner thigh, where she began making small circles with it.

Vera lifted her leg and, bringing it forward, placed it right in front of Mom's leg, pressing her crotch against Mom's ass and locking her thigh with Mom's. Tightening her hug, she put her arms across Mom's voluptuous boobs and, placing her left hand on Mom's cheek, turned Mom's face toward her and kissed her lips.

Her touching Mom made my blood rush to my face. I knew that Vera was deliberately doing that, though I didn't know why. I was also aware that both would notice the excitement on my face.

"See, I told ya," Vera said to Mom as she put her chin on Mom's shoulder and stared at me.

Mom smiled as she watched me.

"Okay, who here thinks Grandma's beautiful?" Vera inquired.

Lukas and Kaspar raised their arms. I saw that Mom was looking at me. I simply shrugged my shoulders.

"We got our figures from her, didn't we?" she asked.

Mom nodded her head.

"We got our eyes, our hair, our height, our big chest from her, didn't we? She's not old either. She's what, around 56. She's got a curvaceous figure, sharp features, strong legs, big bosom," she remarked as she placed her hands on Mom's voluptuous boobs and cupped them.

I turned my head and looked at Lukas and Kaspar. Unlike me, their faces weren't red, and they were staring at Mom and Vera with a puzzled look.

"Imagine all of us together. Me, Ulla, and her," Vera continued.

By now, my face had gone completely red, and I was thinking whether to look at Vera and Mom, or Lukas and Kaspar, or make some excuse and get away from there.

"You're unbelievable," Vera announced.

"What?" I wondered aloud as I saw her and Mom smiling.

"We know what you're thinking," Vera stated.

"How can you even think about it, Niels?" Mom inquired, shaking her head.

"I wasn't thinking about anything," I protested.

"That's not gonna happen, ever, Niels," Mom continued.

"I don't even know what you're talkin' about," I remarked.

"What's happening, Mamma?" Lukas asked.

"He's thinking about Aunt Ulla and me... and Grandma," Vera explained.

But before I could reply, Vera signaled me with her finger and asked me to come closer.

"We need to take care of you. You've got a very dirty mind. I'll come without the gunslingers and take care of you. Until then, take care of my little sister," she said as she lightly slapped Mom's naked ass.

She came toward me and, wrapping her arms around me, embraced me in a tight hug, with our chest and crotch touching.

"I'll see you later," she said, kissing me on the lips.

"I'll be waiting," I replied as I kissed her back.

We all said goodbye, and they left for their home.

Mom looked around the empty and silent house and said, "So?"

I went up to her and lifted her in my arms, somewhat surprised how a 5'9" curvaceous woman could feel so light, and carried her to her bed as she wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face in my chest.