Tiny Tim

“Thank you, Baby. I’m glad I can be sexy for my beautiful Darling.” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me in for a savoring kiss. “Now, I told you that I prepared something special for today. And, no, it’s not just what you see me wearing. It gets a lot better, trust me. But first, I think you will need this.”

As she said that, she gestured to the table. Only now did I notice the glass of water standing next to a little saucer plate, which held a pill that looked suspiciously like Cialis. When I looked at her with a single raised eyebrow, Mom giggled.

“I found them when I cleaned out your bedroom in your apartment yesterday. They’re yours. So, you should know the dosage and whether it’s okay to take it.” she explained, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

Even in this situation, she was remembering her responsibilities as my mother and wouldn’t just give me any old blue pill. I took it, grabbed the glass of water, and washed it down.

“Good Boy!” she breathed, before giving me another scorching kiss. Then she took me by the hand and led me upstairs, where we came to a halt in front of our closed bedroom door.

“Now, the real surprise is inside.” she said as she started to undress me. “But before I open this door, know that this is just as special for her as it is for you.”

I blinked at that comment, but decided against asking for clarification. I would learn what this was about soon enough, and my brain was so overloaded with carnal lust that I probably couldn’t process much more anyway.

When she had me stripped to my shorts, she grabbed my hand again, opened the door, and led me inside. This was the second time my eyes tried to leave my head. Right in front of our bed stood Ava, facing the door, in an outfit that was an almost exact replica of what Mom was wearing. There were only two differences.

First, her outfit was white instead of black. While Mom was Sin incarnate, the pure white color made Ava look like a symbol of innocence. If it weren’t for the second difference, which were the additional accessories to Ava’s outfit.

She was blinded by a silky, white sleeping mask, and her arms were fixed behind her back in a white leather contraption that bound her forearms together while causing her to push her perky breasts towards us. As I watched her stand there, I noticed that her mouth was open, her body was slightly trembling, and she was positively panting. On closer inspection, I realized that the reason for her quite evident arousal was a light buzzing sound emanating from her crotch. I couldn’t see it directly, as she was rubbing her thighs together, but I could see that her panties were already soaked.

“Oh shit!” I mouthed, and Mom giggled again.

Suddenly, I felt Mom’s hands pulling my shorts down before she reached for the dresser and grabbed a condom. As she opened the wrapper and started to roll it over my now steel hard cock, she leaned towards my ear and spoke in a breathy voice.

“You should know that I took a page from your playbook, Darling.” She showed me a mischievous smile when I turned my head to look at her. “I kinda messed with her birth control pills after you agreed to move in here. I didn’t actually switch them out, of course, but I made a few comments over the last few days that made her think of the possibility.”

Just as I was wondering why she would say that right in front of Ava and thereby destroy the illusion, she swayed over to stand next to Ava, reached up, and removed two earplugs that had apparently blocked Ava’s hearing. She must’ve stood there for who knows how long, blinded, unable to hear, and her arms tied, while a small vibrator was working her clit. When Ava felt Mom’s hands touch her skin, she gasped.

“You can use her however you want, Darling.” Mom continued. “She’s yours, just like I am. Do whatever you want with your big sister. Mommy will even help you.”

With that, Ava moaned in apparent need as Mom reached down, extended a single finger, and pressed it against the vibrating thing in Ava’s panties. Her whole body shook violently, and I even debated if she just had an orgasm. Or, better yet, how many orgasms she may already had while standing here alone in this room, waiting for me to arrive.

As I stepped closer, Mom grabbed Ava’s shoulders and turned her to face the bed. Then she shoved her forward. With a loud yelp, my sister fell face first onto the mattress. Not skipping a beat, Mom straddled Ava’s back. Sitting there, facing me, Mom reached down with both hands, placed them on Ava’s butt cheeks, and pulled them apart.

“See this, Darling? Mommy prepared her for you already.” I looked closer and saw the outline of a buttplug through the thin fabric of her panties. Of course it was the one I had gotten for her, and I could see it vibrating as well. “She’s all lubed up and ready to go!”

Then, still spreading Ava’s ass apart, she leaned forward and placed a kiss on her daughter’s left butt cheek, leaving a bright red imprint from her lipstick behind.