”“I know. They talked to me. I agreed it might be OK for her to come to the house, but I’m worried about anyone seeing her.”“That is a conce...n,” I said. “And why I sent them to you.”“I think you’d be OK so long as there are no open signs of affection that anyone can see. The last thing you need is your son saying ‘Dada kiss Kimmy’!”“True. And you KNOW he would, at the most inopportune time!”“It’s your call, Steve. Well, actually, it’s up to Jessica. I told her to think it through and. Plenty of her classmates took the liberty of swatting her hard on the ass as she walked past, confident that she wasn’t going to say anything. Because of her reputation, no one ever asked her out. That suited my stepdad just fine. He had no intention of sharing.It was humiliating to watch my mom and sister being dominated in front of others, but nearly all of those were older boys. Very few people in my grade heard any rumors of what was happening. The rumors that they did hear were easily. She was a typically tall Scandinavian woman, with a great physic, loved being amongst men of all ages, and as I watched her typical greeting, of full mouth on mouth kissing, she would drop her hand and fondle their cocks and testicles, while some of the men would look at me and smile, my own nudity exciting some more than my mothers fondling did.My mother drank heavily, mixing her base alcohol, popping pills, while the men took turns with her, in full view of everyone else, she would make for. "Okay, so it's your turn." "I dare you to get naked," she said without hesitation. This was going better than I had ever imagined. I never thought she would have been so receptive. I stood up and undid my jeans and slid them down and kicked them off. I reached up and pulled off my shirt and undershirt at one, bearing a tan six pack, then took off my boxers, which had a small wet sport where the precum had oozed out of my cock. The boxers caught on the tip of my dick and pulled it.