Chapter #5Jessie - Your sweet mother and only supporter. by: AridWD   "Dave, you're up, sweetie?"
You breathe a sigh of relief as you see your 44-year-old mother, Jessie who looks great for her age. She sports dark-brown, wavy hair that end at her shoulders, olive-colored eyes, a slim body where most of the fat is stored at her breasts. In other words, she's a MILF.
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As for the reason that you're relieved, Jessie is the only female in your family that actually loves and cares for you. Unfortunately, she only has a quarter of ownership over you. As such, your life is still hell with your witch sisters, but Jessie tries hard to help out and protect you when she can. She can't deny her daughters time to spend with you though which is bad, but if it weren't for her, you'd probably end up committing suicide. She's pretty much the light in the darkness you face.
"Yeah," you answer, feeling more uplifted in her presence, "...I'm just making breakfast for Olivia, Annabelle, and Sarah. I'll go ahead and make you something too."
Jessie's eyes sadden because she knows you're preparing breakfast out of fear. She can only reprimand her daughters, but in the end, the law allows such domination, so she can only try to mitigate it. Since there are four females, your life is decided by majority vote. Obviously, one to three doesn't hold much in your favor. As such, you have to live in such dismal living conditions. That isn't to say all your sisters are horrible. Actually, if you were to say who is the worst, it's your sister, Olivia.
Olivia is the oldest sister at 24. She's the main person who has made your life a living hell. The worst part is that she is an efficiency freak. She regularly milks you in order to sell your semen to other women in the area. She doesn't care what you have plans for as long as she gets what she wants at the scheduled time. If there is any lateness or disobedience, she abuses you without a blink of an eye. She's the one who pretty much has pushed you into a tiny bedroom and sold most of your possessions, just because she doesn't believe it is useful.
Sarah is the second oldest sister at 20. She's...well, obsessed over you. Unlike Olivia who only uses you to meet ends and make money, Sarah is much more affectionate and wants her brother to stay within the family. She'll regularly take you out to help with shopping and hand you over to her friends for some fucking. She does it all because she loves her big brother. There are times she tries to commit incest with you, but she's always been stopped by your mother. As such, she's not on best terms with your mother.
Annabelle is the youngest sister at 15 and she's probably the least corrupted out of all your sisters. She does take your side most of the time, but otherwise, she submits to her older sister's wishes because they're older than her. You've avoided having to do much with her as she pretty much respects you, although there are occasions when she wants to show you off to her friends, seeing how there aren't a lot of females with brothers anymore. She definitely takes pride in you but there are moments you feel like you're a prized dog for her.
...and finally, there's your mother whom, despite being the sweetest and firm supportive, she's also the one who's more emotionally unstable, having lost her husband and nearly you.
"Sweetie, that's not necessary. I'll make myself something and help you prepare breakfast for everyone." she offers.
You honestly can't deny the help. Even if you tried, she would insist, so you simply nod.
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Once you were finished setting each of your sisters' plate of their specified breakfast, your mother surprises you, pulling you into a hug from behind. You can feel her huge breasts pushing up against your back causing you to shiver. She leans her head forward and starts kissing you on the neck.
"M-mom....s-stop..." you shiver, feeling yourself grow hard in your pants. Expectantly, her hand lowers to grasp your crotch and caress your bulge.
"You're harder than you were yesterday. Maybe you're recovering?" she questions, her voice soft and sending chills down your spine.
You can't pull away, despite knowing how wrong it is for your mother to be touching you this way. Obviously, Jessie wasn't like this, but after F-day and the true nature of the Guardianship program, she felt she had to be the one to give you love when nobody would. It also doesn't help that she is distressed by the loss of her husband and she doesn't want to see any harm come to you.
After your girlfriend betrayed your expectations and your sisters came to love abusing you, Jessie is really the only person you could trust and accept the twisted nature of her emotional state. Honestly, the only thing that has kept her stable is you.
Jessie backs away and has you turn around and focus your attention towards her. She gives a sad smile with unwavering eyes.
"Sweetie, be honest with me. Are you afraid of me? I know what I'm doing is wrong, but...you're the most important man in my life," she asks.
You widen your eyes incredulously. "What? Of course not! I don't know what I would do if-"
Jessie doesn't need to hear anymore as she puts a finger to your lips. She smiles warmly at your for a second and pulls you into a hug. She doesn't waste time to lock lips with you and hum pleasantly into your mouth.
Despite being five years as your mother completely gave into ascending your relationship with her to one that's incestual, you aren't sure if you could ever get used to it. That said, Jessie possesses you far more than any of the females all for the sake of your protection. With not much options, she's really the only person you could give into.
Breaking away, she holds your hand and leads you to her bedroom.
"M-mom, I know you mean well, but...don't you have work? As such as I dislike it, Olivia can milk me too."
Jessie hissed and her features harden when she thinks of her cruel daughter. Unfortunately, she can't just hog you forever and she can't stop any requests that is being made. Fortunately, Olivia doesn't care who milks you and stores your semen. As such, your mother has been the one to milk you most of the time unless she doesn't get up first.
"I know that, sweetheart. Today, I'm actually taking off of work."
"...but I have work too?"
Jessie chuckles as you reach her bedroom. She doesn't waste time taking off her clothes. "Then I'll just have to accompany you, then."
Your face flushes at the thought of your mother joining you, but it's within her rights as one of your guardians.
Bending down, Jessie unbuckles your pants and grabs the semen container. Unlike Olivia who uses a machine, Jessie is all more than happy to touch you sexually. It's wrong, but...honestly, you can't complain.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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