The Toy Factory Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – The Toy Factory Ch. 02 by Nic_Bersey,Nic_Bersey I woke up with a feeling that I had forgotten something really important. I tried to remember what it was, but my brain was barely working. I tried to go back to sleep, but this annoying feeling wouldn’t let me fall asleep.

I thought about Sue, my girlfriend, did I promise her anything? Nothing occurred to me. Maybe it’s something to do with Jennifer, my cousin and my soulmate, and again – nothing. So what the hell is so important that I can’t sleep?

I glanced at the bedside clock – it was 3 AM. Usually, I sleep like a baby until half past five, get up, get shower, dress, drink coffee and go to the factory. I’m the CEO and one of the owners of a sex toy manufacturing factory. Work in the factory starts at half past six AM, and Manuel Rivera, the foreman, is the one responsible for opening the factory and starting production even without me; nevertheless, I loved sneaking into the factory right at the beginning of the workday and observe on the production from the balcony of the upper floor, the executive floor. I’ve never woken up before 5:30 without an alarm clock or even pressure on my bladder.

I got out the bed with a sigh and put on my shorts. Maybe a glass of milk will send me back to dreamland. I went down to the kitchen and turned on the light. I poured myself a glass of milk and wandered towards the living room. In the faint light coming from the kitchen I spotted a woman lying naked on one of the sofas. I got closer. It was Aunt Megan.

And then it hit me.

I remembered the night before. Sue and I making out at the back table in the pub; Mother and Aunt Megan, dressed like bimbos, are leaning against the bar, while a wolf herd surrounding them and competing in buying shots for two; The punch I gave one of the men who refused to let my mother go; Dragging the two to my car; and…

And then it hit me again.

Holy shit. Yesterday I fucked Aunt Megan. Actually, even earlier, I fucked my mother. my mother! Jesus Christ, how did this happen? The images of the two complaining about me taking them away from all their men, Aunt Megan’s threat to rape me, and my agreeing to have sex with them, ran like a movie in fast motion through my head. A general weakness enveloped me, my legs began to tremble and I felt a lump begin to rise in my throat. I fucked my mother and aunt, such a mother fucker I am.

I remembered Sue, my beautiful girlfriend, and abysmal shame conquered me. What would Sue say about that? She must never know about it. And Jennifer, oh Jenny, my soul mate. How do I tell her that I fucked her mother? Would it help if I claimed that it was actually her mother who fucked me? That she almost raped me? I do not think so.

In my imagination I saw her standing in front of me, her hands on her waists and her eyes are haunting, “Don’t tell me stories. It’s your cock, you could say no!”

“But she was going to rape me.”

“I didn’t think you were such a pussy. You have more power than both together, how exactly can they rape you? You’re just a pervert. That’s what you are — a pervert.”

My legs were shaking so much that I had to sit down. I approached the couch, that stood perpendicular to the couch that Aunt Megan was lying on, and sat on the edge of the armrest. My head started to hurt and I put a trembling hand on my forehead. what did I do? How I let that happen?

I remembered that as soon as we got home, they fell on the sofas like two sacks of potatoes and fell asleep on the spot. Quite expected considering the amount of alcohol in their blood. I didn’t bother to undress them or take them to bed, I just got into my room, undressed and fell asleep on my bed. Yes, I fell asleep. like nothing. Sweet Jesus! I’m such a screw up.

Up close I couldn’t ignore Aunt Megan who was lying naked on the sofa and snoring lightly. She wasn’t completely naked. Her dress, the one she wore last night, was wrapped around her waist. Then a disturbing thought popped into my mind – she fell asleep the moment her firm ass touched the couch, so… when, the hell, did she roll up her dress? I looked at her beautiful body, at her scattered hair on the sofa bed, at her firm breasts, which rose and fell with every breath, at her long, smooth legs, and against my will, my erection began to wake up. Like as My cock has a life of its own and the ability to make decisions independently.

Then I saw that something was stuck between her legs. Something like a third leg. I got closer and glanced – it was a long dildo that was stuck in the gap between her legs. The thought of Aunt Megan sleeping with a dildo stuck in her pussy made my cock erect to its full length. A fucked up pervert like me. Looking closer I recognized the model. It was a 12 inch long single headed, rugged, non-drive model made in our factory. In fact, Aunt Megan was the one who designed this particular model. I wondered how it got into her hands, there’s no way that long dildo could have fit in the designer purse she was carrying yesterday.

Even though I just fucked her yesterday, I felt ashamed looking at her naked body. I turned on my heels in order to find a sheet to cover her. Then another thought occurred to me – Mom was supposed to be on the other couch, the one that stood perpendicular to the couch that Aunt Megan was lying on.

But this couch was empty.

A startling thought crossed my mind, was it possible that my mother had gone back to the pub to fuck the men who surrounded them? ‘No need to panic’, I tried to reassure myself, ‘she must have gone to her bed.’ Worth checking out.

I ran upstairs and peeked into mom’s room. Indeed, mother was lying, completely naked, on her bed in the fetal position with her back to me. Around, on the bed, were scattered a variety of toys from those produced in our factory. I wondered when tonight she had time to use them, or maybe that’s what her bed looks like regularly? There were at least two types of vibrators, of different lengths, an egg vibrator, a rabbit vibrator designed to massage the pussy and the asshole at the same time, several types of single-headed dildos and even a double-headed dildo, snake, one. This bed can be used as a display cabinet for our factory’s products.

I remembered Sue’s words from the night before and thought I have to check all the drawers in our kitchen, just to be sure my mom doesn’t mix the soup with a long dildo. Maybe the exact same model that at this moment was stuck between Aunt Megan’s legs.

I quietly closed the door, leaned against the wall in the hallway and tried to catch my breath. My life is going to be screwed up to the end, there is no way to turn the wheel back. Damn it, I’d better accept that I’m a mother fucker. Sue will probably leave me as soon as she knows, and a secret like that can’t be kept forever, what’s more, my mother and Aunt Megan pretty much made it clear to me that I was going to be their whore; And Jennifer, will treat me with such humiliating coldness, I’d rather bury myself alive. If she even stays in the factory. Good chance she’ll leave and go her own way, far away from her loathsome family. The only ones who might agree to be in a relationship with me are exactly the type of girls I’ve always been disgusted by.

So that’s it. Pretty soon the only women in my life will be Mom and Aunt Megan. I should internalize the idea.

I went looking for a sheet to cover Aunt Megan. I went down the stairs spreading the sheet and approached Aunt Megan. At that moment, she woke up.

“Oh, Nick, so sweet you’re, did you come to give me the extra orgasms you promised?”

Actually, I didn’t promise them anything. They were the ones who demanded me to fuck them as many as the men who surrounded them in the pub.

“Aunt Megan, I don’t know how I can look Jennifer in the eye.” I said.

“Oh, don’t worry about it.” She answered with a mysterious smile and did not explain.

Aunt Megan swung her long legs off the couch and sat down. She reached out a long hand that grabbed the elastic of my shorts and pulled me to her. In a moment, my pants were dangling down to the floor and my cock was buried deep inside her throat.

This time, I wasn’t going to refuse. My life is going to change from end to end and I should make the best of what I have left. After I already fucked her and my mother, one more fuck or less will not change the fact that I am a mother fucker. Between me and myself I had to admit that Aunt Megan’s amazing body definitely did it for me.

I remembered that Aunt Megan gave me a blowjob yesterday too, and she did a really good job. I left my cock to her mercy, and she did not disappoint. I felt the blood filling my cock, which would suddenly become very hot, and painfully hard. She didn’t just suck me, she also ran her tongue all over my cock, causing slight contractions along it.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth, stared at it passionately and said, “Nice cock you have.”

“Yeah I know.” I replied. “Like my dad’s. Right?”

She smiled mysteriously again and put the cock back down her throat.

“You know, I was wondering how do you know what my dad’s cock looks like.”

She continued to work on my cock and did not respond.

Finally, she pulled my cock out of her mouth, and lay half on her back and half on her side, lifting one leg over the back of the couch and placing the other one on the floor, when she suddenly remembered the dildo that was still stuck inside her. She quickly pulled it out and threw it aside.

“Come on, baby, fuck your aunt. Make me scream.” She said.

“Mom is sleeping,” I said and as soon as the words came out of my mouth I knew how stupid it sounded.

“Don’t worry sweetie, she’ll be glad to wake up.” Aunt Megan said.

I climbed on top of her and inserted my cock into her hot and wet love nest. She pulled my head to her and kissed me on the lips. “Take it slow this time,” she whispered in my ear.

I lay on top of her, half on my side, my body on her body, leaning on one elbow. With my other hand I caressed her hard breasts. The nipple was forced up and literally begged me to be abused it. I played with her nipple a bit, rocking it from side to side, crushing it, and turning it slightly. Aunt Megan sighed with pleasure, placed a hand on the back of my head and pulled me in for another, long kiss.

I fucked her slowly until I felt shivers down her body, then I picked up the pace, hitting my loins on her groin.

“Oh, Nikki, Nikki, fuck me. Hard, hard. Give me everything you’ve got.”

I increased the pace again and fucked her with fast and strong movements. The meeting between my loins and her ass sounded like the muffled thunder of a drum. But Aunt Megan’s voice was louder, “Oh, my God, fuck me hard. Yeah, yeah, fuck me, fuck me. Oh Nick.”

Aunt Megan’s screams grew louder. The house we live in have excellent insulation, so I wasn’t worried about the neighbors hearing, but I was pretty sure Mom could hear, and I expected her to appear at the top of the stairs at any moment and scold us for starting without her. I glanced at the stairs, but she didn’t appear.

“Enough, honey. Stop. Stop.” Aunt Megan commanded.

I looked at her questioningly and she said, “I think the leg you’re lying on has fallen asleep. It’s bothering me and won’t let me cum. Let’s switch positions.”

I got up from the top of her and she rolled over on her stomach, pushed a pillow under her crotch and lifted her butt in the air.

“Fuck me, Nick.” she commanded.

Her legs were quite tight, and I couldn’t position myself between them, so I spread my legs on either side of her legs and pushed my cock between her thighs and straight into her, so that even when I pulled myself out of her there was still a strong friction of her soft thighs against my cock. Aunt Megan sighed in pleasure.

I continued to fuck her as before, and the screams repeated themselves. My gaze again wandered towards the stairs, and I was quite relieved that my mom didn’t appear. Then she gripped the arm of the sofa, pushed herself back and shouted, “Yes, that’s it. Nick, I’m coming. Nick, Nick. Yes, yes, just a little more, yesss…”

A strong tremor went through her body and she threw her head and ass on the couch.

“God, that was good. You deserve a reward. How about penetrating my ass?”

At first, I couldn’t believe my ears. Is she offering me anal sex? me? her nephew? But then I remembered the finger she shoved into my mother’s asshole, and I realized that anal sex is nothing new for the sisters. In fact, it seems to me that there is nothing new that I can do to her, or to my mother, that they haven’t already done.

“Your hole needs to be oiled,” I said.

In response, she stuck her hand between the back of the sofa and the seat, poked around a bit and pulled out a spray bottle. ‘So that’s where they hide their toys,’ I thought. ‘I wonder what else is in there inside the sofa.’

She handed me the vial and got on her knees. I lubricated my cock and her asshole and penetrated her from behind while standing on my knees and holding her waist tightly.

“Oh, honey, your cock is just great. You have no idea how arousing it is.”

“Aunt Megan, can you cum from anal fucking?” I asked. Most of the girls I’ve been with haven’t cum from anal penetration.

Aunt Megan giggled and put her hand, again, into the couch. She pulled out an egg vibrator, made by the family factory, and said, “Of course not, sweetie. That’s what I have it for.”

She turned on the vibrator and attached it to her clit. The first scream came almost immediately, “Oh, Mama, this is so good.”

The feeling of her tight anus on my cock was heavenly, and I was sure I wouldn’t be able to last long. I hoped she didn’t either.

Sometimes, the throbbing on my cock starts even before I cum. She must have sensed it and tried to hold me back.

“Your father’s cock was very nice, but he fucked less well than you.”

I froze in place. A shocking thought came to my mind.

“Well, ask how I know what your father’s cock looks like?”

I already knew the answer, but since she asked to ask, automatically I asked, “How do you know what my dad’s cock looks like?”

“Keep screwing me and I’ll tell you,” said Aunt Megan.

I continued and she said, “Guess.”

“You peeked at him in the shower.” I said sarcastically.

She burst into laughter that was interrupted by a loud intake of breath and an even louder exhalation, “Ohhh….”

I continued to fuck her and waited for her to continue. She continued, “It’s because I fucked him. Your mom also fucked Uncle Bill. You know, we did a couple swap.”

Holy shit. I knew it was something like that. I grabbed her waist and fucked her forcefully, almost brutally, ignoring the fact that it was her asshole. She didn’t protest. On the contrary, it seemed to excite her even more.

“Yes, yes, like that. Go on. Oh, I’m coming. I’m coming, Nicckkk”. And with that she cum.

A moment later I came too, sending spurts of white, hot, sticky liquid into her gut. Jet after jet after jet. I have never ejaculated this much.

Aunt Megan wiggled her ass in small movements that massaged my cock and made me squirt more and more until I had nothing left to give her. She reached to the floor and picked up my shorts. “Wipe your dick and go get me a towel. I don’t want to get your mom’s couch dirty.”

I did as she said. She cleaned herself and then told me, “Be a good son and go fuck your mom too. I’ll teach you how she likes it best.”

I wanted to tell her that a good son doesn’t fuck his mother, but it was clear that her and my mother’s standards were completely different. So, I kept quiet.

I sat down on the couch, and she sat next to me and played with my cock.

“The first thing you need to know is that your mother is always wet. Even without sex and for no reason. Her panties are always wet.”

“How do you know that?” I asked even though I already knew the answer.

“Oh, your mother and I have a very long history. Since before we were married.” No doubt, I thought.

“Second thing, your mom likes spooning. If you come to you from behind while she’s lying on her side, she’ll be happy.”

The image of my mother lying in the fetal position came to mind. Spoon position, no problem.

“And the third thing you need to know is that your mom likes to sleep with a cock stuck inside her. I like a dildo between my legs when I sleep, and she likes a cock.”

I started to get up from my seat, but Aunt Megan stopped me.

“You can’t wake her up with that soft cock. Let me get you ready for my sister.”

She continued to play with my cock a bit with her hand, then got down on her knees in front of me and took my cock in her mouth. It didn’t take her long to set it up for me.

I got up and went up to my mother’s room.

I entered the room and looked at her. She was still lying in the fetal position on her left side, with her back to me. Her blond hair fell back, and her firm back was arched. By the time I got to her room, my cock was pretty much drooping, but just looking at my beautiful mom it had re-erected to its full length.

And again I felt the same butterflies in my stomach. Am I interested in fucking my mom again? Fucking Aunt Megan is one thing, but here we’re talking about the pussy I came out of. This is wrong. Am I the type to fuck his mother on his own initiative?

Then Mom murmured in her sleep, “Steve, I miss you.”

Steve was my dad’s name, and I wasn’t sure if she was dreaming about him, imagining it was him coming into her room, or if she was just trying to tease me. But one thing was clear to me – father really abandoned mother, and she really suffers from his lack. At that moment I made a decision – I will fuck my mother, not for me, but for her.

I lay down behind her back and reached to her cunt. In my heart I decided that if I found a dildo stuck in it, I would quit. But if it’s empty, I’ll fill it.

It was empty. No dildo was stuck in my mom’s pussy.

I grabbed my cock, brought it to her opening, and stuck it inside her in one fell swoop. She was really very wet. Mom didn’t wake up. She continued to lie with my cock inside her and mumbled to herself.

I clung to her back and grabbed one of her full breasts. It was warm and soft and filled my entire palm.

Mom caressed my thighs and murmured, “Oh, Steve. Good to have you back.”

‘Maybe it’s better this way’, I thought. ‘Think it’s my dad who’s fucking her.’

I fucked her in slow motions as I caress her breast gently. I pressed small kisses to the back of her neck and held her close to me. I loved her and wanted her to be happy.

She continued to sleep, and every now and then a slight sigh escaped her lips. Her breathing became deeper and more rhythmic, as if she was sleeping more deeply. From time to time she mumbled words to herself and I heard her mention my father’s name several times.

Sure enough, Aunt Megan was right, my mom sleeps better with a cock stuck inside her.

Finally, she realized that I was not my father. She reached back and caressed my face.

“Nikki, you don’t have to do this to me. I’ll be fine.”

“I know I don’t have to, the question is if you want me to do it for you.”

“Of course I want to. I’ve been fantasizing about you fucking me since your dad disappeared.”

“Then I continue,” I said and continued to fuck her. She moaned with pleasure and continued to caress my face.

Suddenly she spoke again, “I’m sorry for my behavior yesterday. I was drunk and I was very desperate. Sorry, son.”

“It’s okay, mom, you don’t have to apologize. You know I’ll do anything for you.”

“And I’m for you, son.”

Her hand left my face and wandered towards my groin. She grabbed my butt and pulled me to her with force.

“I’m not fragile, Nikki. Fuck me hard. Please, son.”

I increased the pace and slammed my loins against her ass with force. She sighed again and said, “Oh, Nikki, my Nikki. Nikki.”

That I didn’t finish quickly, that’s understandable. After all, I just filled my aunt’s ass with loads of sperm. But for some reason, despite my powerful penetrations, even though her whole body shook with each penetration and although she must have craved an orgasm, my mom didn’t cum quickly either, and our sex got longer and longer until my stomach muscles started to ache from the effort.

I noticed that for the last few minutes my mother hadn’t spoken, and I remembered that she likes to sleep with a cock stuck inside her, so I wondered, as embarrassing as it might be, if she fell asleep again…

“Mom, are you awake?” I asked, aware of the strangeness of the question.

she giggled. “Of course I’m awake, you fool. Awake, and enjoying every second of it.”

“What will help you to cum?” I asked. “Would you rather we change position?”

“I don’t want to cum,” answered my mother. “I want you to fuck me like this until morning.”

And that’s pretty much what I did. Until I felt I couldn’t hold it anymore.

“Mom, I’m about to cum.” I whispered in her ear.

“It’s okay, my sweetie. Cum inside me. Fill me with your cum.”

I don’t know how long this fuck lasted, and I’m not even sure she came either, but when I got back to my room, it was five o’clock in the morning. I have to get up in half an hour.

***

The following weeks passed in a monotonous routine. Despite my concerns, it seems that my relationship with my mother and aunt has not been discovered. During these weeks, I met with Sue several times, and her attitude towards me didn’t change at all. The first time we met, after that night, she asked me how I got on with my mom and aunt and I only told her that I took them home and they fell asleep on the couch in the living room with their clothes. When I told her that I had checked all my mother’s kitchen drawers and could not find any long dildos, she burst into a rollicking laugh.

The weeks passed and turned into months. Sue went back to university, and I threw myself into the work at the factory.

Throughout this period, neither my mother nor Aunt Megan sexually harassed me. It seems that they were satisfied with each other, or with the toys they took from the factory. Hence, despite the insinuations of both of them that from now on I will have to satisfy them, and despite my feeling that they are going to turn me into their whore, it didn’t happen. I wondered if my mother had something to do with it. After all, she apologized for taking advantage of me and it is very likely that she also pressured Aunt Megan not to bother me.

In fact, now that I think about it, in those months I only saw Aunt Megan at the factory, and I suspected that she and my mother had moved their joint sexual activity to Aunt Megan’s house next door to ours.

One day I walked into Jennifer’s office and saw her testing a prototype dildo we had developed. It was a dildo in the shape of a real cock, with flexible balls, and a small arm at the top that was meant to touch the clit every time the dildo was inserted into the cunt. She stood beside her desk, running a finger along the length of the dildo, swinging the balls, and playing with the little arm. The sight of her engrossed in playing with the dildo turned me on.

“I ask you not to play with sex toys during working hours,” I told her.

“Very funny,” she answered.

“At least do it in the bathroom, not here.” I said.

“Please stop.” She said, and added – “Calm down. I’m not going to masturbate here on the table.”

She placed the dildo on her desk and picked up a booklet that looked like a nude magazine.

“Jennifer, what’s up? Are you also looking at porn in the office?”

“It’s not porn. It’s professional literature.” She answered.

This is the problem with sex toy factory – if a porn brochure can be professional literature and playing with a dildo is a product test, then maybe masturbating with one of our toys can be called ‘tool testing’. Maybe we really need to have some models here to do fit tests for our products. We’ll all stand around wearing glasses and stare intently at the dildo inserted into their pretty cunt, maybe some close-ups photos, maybe egg vibrator combo. Nice.

“Say, why are we only focusing on women’s toys?” she asked. “Why don’t we try to develop toys for men to use?”

“Like what? Cock pump?”

“Yeah. Something like that. Look, it’s a catalog from a German company. They have some toys you might find useful when Sue’s away.”

I flipped through the catalog. There were male vibrators where the penis is inserted into a channel that moves up and down and massages the penis. There was also a vibrator with rotary movements and one with the addition of a vacuum pump that sucks the cock. Another page had vibrators disguised as a female cunt with a clit and flexible lips for foreplay. I flipped through a few more pages and came to a page that featured inflatable sex dolls with breasts that compared to them my mom’s full breasts were no more than two small nuts. I immersed myself in browsing the catalog and without noticing my erection started to wake up.

“I see you like it,” Jennifer said.

“Come on,” I blurted out.

” I just look at your pants and hope your zipper is strong enough.”

I laughed and handed her the catalog back. “Do you think there will be a market for it?” I asked.

“I think men masturbate much more than women. So yes, it will have a much bigger market than the products we make here.”

“Why don’t you bring your mother’s attention to the matter? She’s the one in charge of product development, isn’t she?”

“And do you think my mom would know what product would work best for her cock?” Jennifer asked. “Oops, I forgot, my mom doesn’t have a cock.”

She placed the catalog on her desk and picked up the dildo again.

“What’s your deal with that dildo?” I asked.

“I think there is a mistake in the design of this dildo.” She answered. “Look at that spike. It’s meant to massage the clit every time the dildo is inserted, right?”

“OK,” I said “And what’s the problem?”

Jennifer made a ring with her finger and thumb, then inserted the dildo into the ring. She pushed the dildo in until the little arm hit her finger. At this point she stopped and brought her hands closer to my face.

“First, I assume that your rich experience with women has taught you that with different women the distance between the clit and the hole is different. In this device the distance is fixed. A woman whose clit is further away, will not be able to touch the clit with this arm.”

I reached out and grabbed the little arm. I tried to bend it, but even though it was flexible, it always snapped back into place.

“Okay. We need adjustable arm. What else?”

“Second, note how deep the dildo needs to be inserted until that prong touches the clit.”

I felt the need to tease her. “Show me.” I said.

Jennifer didn’t hesitate for a moment. She leaned her butt on the table, gathered the hem of her skirt, raised a leg on the table and was about to insert the dildo into her.

“Jennifer!” I called. I was stunned.

But a second before my call, she laughed, took her leg off the table, jumped up and planted a quick kiss on my lips. “You would die to see me doing that.”

Her position, with her leg on the table, caused her panties to move a little to the side, so I managed to take a quick look at her cunt. She had a really beautiful cunt, with thick pink lips and a reddish shimmer in the cleft between her lips.

“This factory is blowing our brains out,” I said. “We live sex.”

“Don’t say you don’t enjoy it,” Jennifer said.

Jennifer was tall, her body was slim, and her legs were long and straight like a ruler. Very beautiful legs. Comparing to Sue, Jennifer definitely had a much more stunning body. Sue was a little shorter, not by much, maybe an inch or two, and less thin than Jennifer. In contrast, Sue’s breasts were much fuller. I thought Jennifer had a body very similar to her mother’s. In another ten years, maybe after giving birth, her breasts will also be like her mother’s. And if we go to that comparison, if Jennifer’s body was similar to Aunt Megan’s, then Sue’s body was more similar to my mother’s. I loved my mom’s breasts, but I had to admit that generally Aunt Megan had a nicer body.

“Wait, I haven’t gotten to the worst part yet.” Jennifer said. “Come on, make a circle shape with your fingers and I’ll fuck you.” she said and laughed.

I did as she said, and she inserted the dildo between my fingers all the way. The lug hit my fingers in a very unpleasant way.

“That lug should be much softer,” I said, “It should caress the clit, not hit it.”

“Exactly.” Jennifer said.

Have you talked about it with your mother? I guess she tries the products she develops on herself, doesn’t she?”

“Obviously she’s trying. On herself or on your mother.” Jennifer said and added with a big grin, “Maybe they both like it rough on the clit.”

“On my mom, eh?”

“Nick, don’t be naive. You surely know that the two of them are having a relationship.”

The truth is that until that sex in the park, it had never occurred to me. Maybe I am really too naive. I wondered what else Jennifer know.

“Do you remember we shortened the length of the double dildo, the snake, to 14 inches?” Jennifer continued.

“Of course,” I said. “It boosted sales by 30%.”

“And why do you think we did that? They tried it at home, and it became clear to them that with the existing length it is difficult for them to reach to that point where their pussies rub against each other without pushing the dildo to a depth that is not comfortable for them.”

“Good, good, good. I really don’t need to know all the details.” I said.

Jennifer laughed and planted a quick kiss on my lips again. “Who would have believed that the CEO of a sex toy factory is so naive.”

“I suggest you watch her testing this particular model,” I said venomously.

She was not impressed. Her look was thoughtful as she replied. “Maybe I really should do this.”

Enough, my brain was already bursting with hormones and my cock was screaming for help in my pants.

“I ordered some products from this catalog for you.” She flipped through the catalog and stopped at a picture of a beautiful sex doll. ” Meet, this is Karen. And in addition to her stunning body, she also has a cock pump between her legs. I suggest you have some fun with her now that Sue isn’t arround.”

“Jennifer, are you jealous of Sue?” I asked. “You know that if you say you want me, I’ll leave her for you.”

“The truth is that I’m a little jealous, but I know you’re good with her. So I prefer to wait and see how it develops between you two.”

She turned to another page of the catalog and said, “I also ordered you two types of vibrators for cock, one in the shape of a female cunt and one with dual action – forward / backward motion or rotation motion.”

“And I suppose you’ll want to watch me using these… items.”

“Well, it’s either me or my mom. It might be better if it’ll be my mom. Still, it’s her territory.”

She said it so naturally that for a moment I felt my knees shaking.

***

I left Jennifer’s office quickly, before I cum in my pants and went out onto the balcony overlooking the production hall. Despite all the attempts to compare working conditions between men and women, women were still cheaper labor. That’s why except for Manuel Rivera, the foreman, and one more production supervisor, all the production workers were women. Our production was under digital supervision, so that none of the workers could steal an intact product. But there were also defective products. These were collected by the production supervisor and placed in several baskets that were on a shelf at the end of the production hall. The workers could freely take the defective products.

Needless to say, these baskets were empty most of the time, and not because there were no manufacturing defects.

The workers went for a break, and I watched some of them quickly walk to the baskets and take the defective products that were there. One of them was young and quite handsome and, in my mind, I already saw her spreading her legs and playing with her clit with the product she had just picked up from the basket.

I had to clear my head.

I don’t usually smoke, but I keep a pack of cigarettes in my desk exactly for moments like this. I took a cigarette and went out to the inner courtyard to smoke. I lit the cigarette and let the smoke cloud my mind, just as I heard the first sigh.

The point is that the ventilation hatches of the employees’ toilets faced the inner courtyard, and at this moment at least one of the workers was probably masturbating in the toilets. After the first sigh, another one was heard, and another one. Conquered sighs in different voices. I thought about that young worker again. I had no doubt that one of the voices belonged to her. I threw the cigarette away and ran back to my office.

***

That day I came home late. I went over last week’s production volumes, compared to the contract production plan, and noticed that there was an excess in a certain product and a slight shortage in a few other products. I wrote myself to update the production plan and catch a conversation with Manuel.

I entered the house and went straight to the fridge. I poured myself a glass of orange juice and while drinking I rolled up my jacket, shirt and pants. I don’t use a tie. I emptied my pockets and took the shirt and pants to the laundry room.

Even before I entered, I saw my mother leaning over the laundry basket, collecting colorful clothes and throwing them into the machine. She was wearing a kind of semi-transparent robe that reached her mid-thighs. She bent over the laundry basket again and her round butt stuck up in front of my face. After the conversation with Jennifer and after the moans I heard when I smoked, I was very horny, and in a moment my cock was erect to its full length.

Without thinking twice, I took off my underwear, approached my mother from behind, lifted the hem of her robe, bent my knees and entered her all at once. As always, she was completely wet.

Mom straightened up in a panic and glanced back, “Nick, you scared me.”

“I’m sorry, mom, I’m really stressed.” I said and started to fuck her with quick movements.

“Nick, what’s that? Slow down, you’re like a speeding train.”

“Sorry, mom. I can’t. I have to orgasm urgently.”

“Okay, honey. Do what you have to.”

She leaned on the laundry basket and thrust her butt back, to give me an easy access, and reached back to caress my thighs. I pressed her ass cheeks and fucked her non-stop. Mom moaned and stood on her tiptoes, so I wouldn’t have to bend my knees too much. Her gesture touched my heart, and I hugged her waist, picked her up from the floor and propped her on the dryer. Now I didn’t have to bend my knees.

She lay motionless on the machine, like a doll, her head resting on her arms, and her legs dangling in the air. I held her by the waist and free-used her. Very quickly I felt the orgasm building inside me.

“Mom, it’s coming. It’s coming hard.”

“It’s okay, honey, cum inside me.”

She pressed her hips together and contracted her vagina, increasing the pressure on my cock and helping me cum quickly.

“Mom, oh mommy. I’m cumming.”

And with that I shot my charge into her.

Mom didn’t get up. She reached back and caressed my thighs again. “Don’t stop, honey. If you’re stressed, go on for another round, it’ll calm you down more.”

She was right. Even though I came, my cock was still hard. I continued to fuck her and then my conscience hit me. This is wrong. I’m free using my mother like a sex doll. I may have even hurt her.

I stopped.

“Why did you stop, baby? Keep fucking, calm yourself down.”

“Not like this.” I said “Let’s go up to your bed and fuck properly. I want you to cum too.”

My mother straightened up, turned back, pulled my head to her, and kissed me passionately.

“You’re so sweet, Nikki. Come on, I’ll give you a blowjob and then you’ll fuck me again.”

***

The products Jennifer ordered arrived a week later. She invited me to her office, locked the door and pointed to one of the two packages lying in the corner of the room.

“These are your new toys. Open the package.” She said.

I opened the package. There were several boxes, one of which had a picture of Karin, the beautiful sex doll, and the others had pictures of vibrators for men.

“I meant seriously that someone should watch you masturbate with these items,” Jennifer said. “You shouldn’t masturbate just to get satisfaction. You should give comments about what is more successful and what is less in each product. We would like our models to be better.”

“And I guess that that someone will be you,” I said.

“Unless you prefer my mom,” she replied.

I hesitated. Favoring her mother would be half admitting that I fucked her. But Jennifer was smart. My very hesitation made her understand.

“You already fucked my mom, didn’t you?” The indifference with which she said it made my heart skip a beat.

“Why do you say that?” I asked.

“Because the truth is I didn’t expect you to hesitate,” Jennifer replied.

“Jenny, this isn’t fair to me. You know any choice I make will leave me in a difficult position. Why don’t we let our engineers watch me?”

Once upon a time, those who took care of product development were our fathers. My father was a materials engineer and uncle Bill an electronics engineer. After those disappeared, we hired two retired engineers – the materials engineer was a woman, and the electronics engineer – a man. As far as I knew, there was no funny business between them, but I had already stopped trusting what I knew, so I made a mental note to ask Aunt Megan about them.

“This will be our last resort. They know how to design products, but they don’t know what makes us enjoy them. In this particular section, I think it’s better for someone with hormones to watch.”

“You do realize that if your mom watches me, she’ll try to get me laid, right? She’s without a man and she’s full of hormones from all her experiments.”

“And what’s wrong with that?” Jennifer asked, glancing at me, still suspecting that I slept with her mother.

“Jennifer!” I scolded her.

She smiled. “Well, the truth is that I don’t currently have a man either, but with me it won’t end in sex.”

“Yes, but it still wouldn’t be fair. If you watch me masturbate, then I want to see you masturbate too.”

She winked and replied, “Then we’ll go masturbate together.” And I knew she didn’t mean it, she was afraid to fall in love with me.

She immersed in thoughts. And I said, “Maybe we should wait until Sue comes back to vacation.”

She shook her head and said, “Well, let’s start with you taking the package home and starting to use these products on your own. Anyway, it will take time to analyze these items and make a plan for them.”

I pointed to the second package and asked, ” That’s what the second package is for?”

“Of course,” she replied. “I’ll give it to my mom’s engineers.”

She went to my package and opened the packaging of the sex doll. “I have to see it,” she said with a grin. “Tell me what you think of her.”

She inflated Karin and placed her on the table. We both stood on either side of the table and charged at the doll. As expected, I immediately focused on her breasts. They were certainly beautiful and soft, but from the first moment it was clear to me that something was missing in them.

On the other hand, Jennifer leaned into Karin’s face and kissed her on the lips. To my surprise, Karin stuck her tongue out and Jennifer played with it and quite enjoyed it.

I cleared my throat and said, “I’m pretty sure a material that better resembles human skin can be found.”

“Agreed.” Jennifer said. “I also think that some kind of moisturizer mechanism should be added, something that will moisten her tongue, maybe even cause it to sweat afterwards, or at least to warm up.”

In the next few minutes, we both stood and made out Karin. We teased, caressed, pushed our fingers into her cunt and her asshole, tried to put her in all kinds of positions and took notes. When we finished, Jennifer was panting and licking her lips every few seconds. It was pretty clear to me that Karin turned her on and I wondered if she had ever had a relationship with a woman.

I looked at Jennifer with a smile and she blushed. “What,” she said, “don’t look at me like that, look at your pants.”

Well, I definitely had a strong erection.

“Want me to leave you guys alone, so you can fuck her?” She pulled out a remote control and said, “I think this activates her vibrator. Go for it.”

“You’re dying to see it, aren’t you? Maybe should ask Sue a permission to join us.” I chuckled.

“Honey, I don’t want to spoil it for you, but I think Sue is just the type babe to have even more fun in bed with me than with you.”

” Well, agreed, ” I said. “When Sue comes back on vacation, we do a threesome.”

Jennifer slapped my butt with a smile and said, “Take your toys and run out of my room.”

***

For a week the products that Jennifer purchased were lying in my bedroom without me trying them on. Except for the sex doll, which Jennifer opened in her office, I didn’t even bother myself opening the boxes. During that week I also barely met my mother at home, only at the office. A disturbing thought popped into my mind – could it be that the brutal fuck I gave my mother on the dryer scared her? Although after that I fucked her gently and cause her to cum several times, but maybe she wasn’t ready to take the risk?

That’s why I decided to sneak into Aunt Megan’s house. That day, my mom and Aunt Megan finished work early, and Jennifer stayed to work “into the night” as she put it. This was my chance to surprise them.

I had a key to Aunt Megan’s house. So, I went in and went upstairs. I heard them from the end of the corridor. Aunt Megan, as usual, screamed non-stop. Her bedroom door was wide open, so I stood in the doorway and peeked. I wondered how many times Jennifer had seen them fuck.

Aunt Megan was standing on her knees with her legs apart and mom was lying under her, with her head resting on a pillow and she was pushing a rabbit vibrator into Aunt Megan, the kind that penetrates both the cunt and the anus and vibrates both holes at the same time. But that probably wasn’t enough to satisfy Aunt Megan, because at the same time my mom licked her clit.

Aunt Megan’s whole body was writhing and shaking, and she was intaking air and letting out screams. Aunt Megan’s butt was facing me and so were mom’s legs, which were spread and between them peeked a wet cunt that leaked fluids non-stop.

These two definitely knew how to have fun.

It looked like Aunt Megan was about to cum, so I backed away from the doorway and leaned against the wall by the door. Indeed, a few seconds later the screams were replaced by words, “Sally, baby, I’m cumming. Sally, Sally.”

And then — “Oh, how I love you, sis.”

A few minutes passed in silence and then my mother’s voice was heard, “You see this is something Nick will never be able to give you.”

So that’s how she turns her away from me.

Another minute passed and then Aunt Megan’s voice was heard, “Sally, do you remember that birthday you all decided to treat me together?”

Mom burst out laughing. “Of course I remember. I had to push my head between you and Bill to get to your clit. I could barely breathe.”

“Bill and Steve gave me double penetration.” Aunt Megan completed the description of the scene. “The truth is that to this day I have no idea how you managed to reach my clit with your tongue.”

“So I understand that today we managed to recreate that moment of supreme happiness,” said mom.

“Yes, honey, absolutely. Although I still don’t understand what bothers you about us fucking Nick from time to time. Now that his girlfriend is at university, I’m pretty sure he’d be happy to fuck us too.”

The truth is she was right. But between the lines I realized that mom didn’t tell her about the free use I made of her on the dryer.

“Only if you make Jennifer eat my pussy,” replied my mother sarcastically.

“Want to hear a secret?”

“Well?” asked my mom.

“I’ve been trying to seduce Jennifer for some time now, but lately it seems to me that Jennifer is trying to seduce me. I have the feeling that she is sexually deprived and that she has no inhibitions about having a relationship with us.”

“Leave her,” said my mom. “She is the only one in the whole family who is still a decent person. Don’t spoil her either.”

“Decent?” Aunt Megan asked. “You already know she fucked with Ron and Dan together. What you don’t know is that she once took your husband’s cock in her mouth.”

I was shocked, and probably so was my mother. “She gave Steve a blow job?” She asked.

“Not really. It was when you went Nick’s university to get him some clean clothes, and Bill was in Europe. Steve was horny, and she threatened me that if I wouldn’t satisfy him, she would.”

“Well, that doesn’t count.” Said my mother.

Does not count? Damn. What world do they live in? Now I understood why Aunt Megan said that Jennifer was not that righteous. It turns out that she knew about our parents’ exchange and even encouraged her mother to satisfy my father. Only I was this naive who knew nothing.

“Okay, now it’s my turn. Come eat my cunt.”

“Dildo or vibrator?” Aunt Megan asked.

“Nothing but you and your tongue,” Mother replied.

My cock was already hard as a rock, and I was afraid that in a moment he would tear my pants. I quickly took off my clothes and waited until I heard my mother’s first sigh. I peeked, and as expected my mom was lying on her back, leaning on the pillows while Aunt Megan knelt between her legs and eat her the cunt. Aunt Megan’s butt was hoisted in front of me and her asshole was still gaping from the dildo.

I went in quietly and pushed my cock into Aunt Megan’s asshole.

Aunt Megan let out a scream. “Who is it? What is it?”

“Just me and my cock,” I answered.

Aunt Megan’s head fell on my mother’s lap. “Ugh, you almost gave me a heart attack. You know that if you asked nicely, I’d agree, right?”

“I think mom still expects you to eat her pussy,” I said.

I didn’t have to add a word. Aunt Megan pounced on my mom’s cunt and ate it like her life depended on it. She thrust two fingers to her tunnel, with the pads of the fingers pointing upwards. She’s going to work on her G-spot. Excellent. At the same time, she licked her clit and rocked her butt for me.

Who knew Aunt Megan was such a multi-tasker…

My limited experience with my mom taught me that mom is pretty quiet in bed, but this time she screamed. She placed both hands on her sister’s head and pressed it tightly to her thighs. Very quickly she went into ecstasy and lifted her butt off the bed, shaking her groin rapidly.

“Megan, Megan. Oh my god. I’m going to pee.” Mom shouted.

Like the last time I fucked it, Aunt Megan’s ass was great. Suddenly she sent a hand between her legs with the aim of playing with her clit. I slapped her on the back of her hand.

“This is my territory,” I said. “You will focus on my mom’s cunt.”

Aunt Megan pulled her hand and pushed it under my mother’s butt. From where I was, it looked like she was inserting a finger into her asshole, in addition to the two fingers that were already deep inside her love tunnel. My mom jerked her crotch violently, screaming Megan’s name non-stop. Until suddenly she pressed both her hips against Aunt Megan’s head. Aunt Megan pulled back quickly, and a spurt of water burst from my mother’s cunt. Her hand was sent between her legs, and she forcefully rubbed her lower lips. But her sister didn’t let her to, she pushed my mom’s hand away and went back eating her cunt.

A moment later, mother screamed again and her whole body shook. And then… she just fell on the bed like a lifeless doll.

“God, Megan, why didn’t you do this to me until now?”

Aunt Megan didn’t answer. All her attention was directed to her asshole, the one I was now tearing with strong movements.

“I…” she began. “Nick, I… please, Nick, I have to cum. Nikki, please, please, let me touch my clit. Nikki, please, I have to.”

I leaned on her back and reached out, around her butt, and straight to her clit. I swear I barely touched it, when she gave a jump, her whole body went straight, and she was shaking like a vibrator. She let out a sharp scream and fell on my mother’s stomach.

Mom raised her head and looked at me. Eye contact was made, and she stood up and knelt next to Aunt Megan. “Now you will take turns on us,” she said.

“Something he should have done a long time ago,” Aunt Megan said in a weak voice.

I moved to mom’s ass and pushed my cock into her ass. To my surprise it went in easily. I slapped Aunt Megan’s butt and said, “Get under her belly and lick her clit.”

“Give me a minute to breathe,” Aunt Megan said and a moment later jumped up excitedly and lay down under my mom’s belly.

Luckily, I was very horny, so I could cum in my mom’s ass and then move on to Aunt Megan’s pussy and give an encore to my mom’s pussy. When we were done, we all laid down with Mom’s head resting on my chest on the right and Aunt Megan’s head on the left. They both kept playing with my cock and balls with their hand, just for fun.

Despite everything I’ve heard about Jennifer, I found myself hoping that Jennifer wouldn’t show up and surprise us. The thought of Jennifer, reminded me of the toys that were still lying in my room.

“Jennifer bought me some men’s toys that she wants me to check out. She suggests we go into the realm of men’s toys.”

“Great idea,” Aunt Megan said.

“So, I need someone to closely examine the action of toys on my cock, and someone to take notes.” I said.

“You’ll take notes. I want to make sure my son has fun.” Said mother.

I burst out laughing. “Okay, then tomorrow we’ll all meet at our house,” I said.