"Jay's eyes widened as he watched his mother untie the strings of her bikini and slip out of them. She sat on the chair naked, caressing her tits and ...wisting lightly on her nipples."Do you do that, Mom?" he asked, his voice husky."It depends," she whispered, sliding a hand between her thighs and caressing her cunt."On what?" You're interested, aren't you, baby?" she grinned at her son, her expression lewd."You might piss," he said, watching her part her thighs and scoot her ass to the edge of. .. unless of course you get someone to do it for you." Oh Mum, I'm sorry," I stuttered. "I just couldn't help myself, seeing you and Dad looking so hot and sexy. I hope you don't think it wrong of me."Mum and I had never talked together about sex, in fact I think they had left it for me and my older sister to discover for ourselves, assuming we would find out plenty at school and out with our friends, as indeed of course we had, but somehow, talking about it now, I felt that arousal I had. A THOUGHT POPPED UP. He would use the windowless basement room. It was very large and perfect for the job he had in mind. True, it would have to be cleaned, emptied of clutter, and the walls, floor, and ceiling painted, but it had wonderfully rough cobblestone walls. Just like in a castle. Or a dungeon! He could picture the flickering light of the candles playing on the old stones. It was, to Chance, now sounding simply delicious.Black! It had to be all black, his favorite color. Walls. Floor.. "The girls herded me into my bedroom. I looked toward Mom and mouthed"help" but she just grinned and turned away."Take your clothes off," Annette demanded."My clothes?" Can you stop being a parrot?" Brittney said. "Now strip."By rote, I remember my clothes. When I was nude, I put my hand over mypenis."Aw, how cute. Look at how little it is. It?s like a dick, onlysmaller." It isn?t that little," I said."The hell it isn?t," Sophia said. "You hold your hand over it, and youhave two fingers to.