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By Monday, Harry could see a definite pattern developing: every day cthe clothing of all those around him got a little bit more provocative. He thought about the crazy number of times all four females around him had been naked or nearly naked in the past couple of days. He wondered how long it would go on before everyone just ended up naked all the time, barring some sort of catastrophe.
Normally Lily was an early riser, and she was usually already showered and dressed by the time Harry came down for breakfast in the morning. But today she was still wearing a bathrobe when he walked into the kitchen.
It started out tightly wrapped on her, but as the breakfast went on, it began to loosen on her body, and the proportion of her visible cleavage grew until he (and Rose) could see down to her belly button.
As she served breakfast, she did a lot of leaning over, and on one or two occasions nearly dropped one or both of her creamy tits out of her robe altogether. But still, she managed to keep her nipples covered nearly the entire time.
Nearly, but not all the time. She knew Harry was getting a very pleasant eyeful, and she loved it. But even as she did these things, her face was filled with worry and doubt.
She wondered to herself, Just what am I doing here? We're supposed to sex things up, but am I getting into the job of tantalizing Harry far too much? Why do I enjoy showing myself off to him so? I can't even say Narcissa made me wear this this time. There must be something wrong with me.
She was wracked with moral doubt and with doubts about her character, but she found herself showing off her body to Harry anyway. She simply tried her best not think about what she was doing or why, but just do it. The one overriding thought she maintained was, The doctor says this is what Harry needs. She also repeated like a mantra, The penis in the abstract. Don't think of it as Harry's penis. The penis in the abstract. After her children left for school she had her now daily "breast exam" in the shower.
When it was over she felt even dirtier about how she was showing herself off, not to mention guilt over her frequent masturbation sessions. The breast exam excuse had worn thin for her and now she spent as much attention on her pussy as her boobs. She vowed to herself, I'm going to stop dressing like a hussy starting right now. Griffin will just have to get his visual stimulation from somewhere else.
But by the time Harry came back from school, she was ready to show off just as much or even more than before.
Again, and not surprisingly, Harry had spaced out through much of school and had a near constant hard-on in all his classes. The weekend had been dangerously exciting, and all the sexual fun was like an addictive drug. He wanted more.
He was well aware that on Saturday his sister had gone sexually berserk by the pool and then on Sunday Adresteia had gone topless (plus sometimes bottomless) and Lily had her nipple incident too, so he hoped another trip to the pool could lead to more good things.
As soon as he got home, he put his backpack away in his room and then headed directly to the pool area. When he arrived, Narcissa, Rose, and Lily were already there. He wondered if they too were hoping the near nakedness of the bathing suits could help make something happen. All of them were wearing alluring bathing suits.
Narcissa was wearing the most outrageous suit of all. It was a bikini so small that it barely covered her nipples. Even then, one could see fairly well through the semi-transparent material. Only a thin string ran down her ass crack, so from the back one could hardly tell she wore anything at all. In the front of her crotch there was so little cloth that some pussy hairs were easily visible on each side of the suit.
On top of all that, she was wearing very high heels. They seemed wildly inappropriate to the occasion, but Narcissa remained determined to wear high heels as much as humanly possible whenever she was around Harry. As an experience sexual temptress, she knew what a big difference in appearance they made, not just how they looked but also how they firmed up the legs and ass. She also felt a growing sense of competition with both Lily and Rose, and wanted Harry to look only, or at least mostly, at her. She felt the heels gave her an edge.
Rose was wearing her new bikini, the same one she'd worn the day before. She looked great in it, but after what happened on Saturday, Harry had a soft spot (and a wet spot) for her one-piece suit that she had used to masturbate with.
As good as his sister looked, Harry tended to pay more attention to Lily and Narcissa's more mature and buxom bodies. It was hard for Rose, or just about any other female, to compete with the likes of them. Narcissa was expert at preening herself in sexy poses, and used all her tricks to the fullest. Lily knew no such tricks, but she had a nearly identical body and a charming puritan innocence going for her.
Narcissa had recently bought Lily two bathing suits. Lily had worn the more revealing of the two yesterday, but after the mortifying nipple incident, she decided to go back to the one with the more conservative, sports bra-styled design. It wasn't that she didn't want to show him her nipples, but to have everyone point it out and kid her about it was another thing altogether.
When Harry arrived, Lily was swimming in the pool. But even though she was wearing her more conservative bathing suit, she looked so sexy in it that it still took him some time getting used to the fact that his formerly prudish mother was wearing it. He couldn't even remember what kind of bathing suit she used to wear because she'd gone out of her way not to go swimming so she wouldn't be forced to wear one.
Harry practically creamed on the spot when he saw Lily slowly lift herself out of the pool to greet him. The water dripping off of her slick wet skin was just as great an erotic sight for him as Narcissa's nearly nonexistent suit. It reminded him of the cum that he shot all over Tonks, and for a moment he imagined Lily completely dripping with his cum instead of pool water.
To add to his distress, Lily hadn't seen him since he'd come home, so when she got out of the water she gave him a big "welcome back from school" hug, pressing her wet body against his dry one. Her hard nipples bore holes into his chest.
It seemed to him that the hug went on a lot longer than previous hugs with his mother had before. He'd never really been hugged by his prudish mother at all except for the past few days, and now intimate hugs were coming fast and furious.
He hadn't been expecting the hug, so he didn't know what to do when his erection poked firmly into his mother's lower abdomen as the hug went on. She must feel that, he thought as the hug continued, but she seemed oblivious.
She kissed the top of his ear and said, "My big son. I'm so proud of you."
He wasn't sure what inspired that, but wondered if the "big son" comment had anything to do with his hard penis pressing her skin insistently through his bathing suit, a typical one much like the shorts he always wore. Holy crap! I'm going to die of shame! he thought as the hug went on and on and his penis poked at her stomach insistently. How can she NOT know what's poking at her there?
After she disengaged she showed no sign whatsoever that she'd been aware of his throbbing penis or if she minded it. However, in fact she was very aware. She'd wanted the hug to go on forever.
Since his mother made him wet in one way from the pool water rolling off of her, he figured he should jump into the pool before it was obvious that she was about to make him wet in another way.
As soon as he jumped in, Lily went back in the water, and Rose, not wanting to miss out, jumped in as well. The three splashed around and had fun playing with each other, but there was no touching.
Lily got out first since she'd been in the water for a while before Harry arrived.
Lily sat in the lawn chair next to Narcissa's, leaving Rose an opportunity to regain some of Harry's attention from the two impressively stacked mothers.
When Harry stood next to his sister by the side of the pool nearest to Lily and Narcissa, Rose realized the two older beauties couldn't see much more than their heads and shoulders in the water. She reached out and grabbed her brother's erection through his swimsuit.
That certainly got her brother's full attention, especially as there wasn't even the slightest pretense it was an accident this time. As she held it, he thought, Okay, we're definitely crossing some kind of incestuous line here. I've seen a lot of Sis and Mom in the past days, but this is the first undeniable touching and that's a totally different thing. But you know what? I don't feel bad about it. I love Sis and she loves me. Yeah, it's kind of weird to think of her THAT WAY, but dang! She's just so good looking that that kind of short circuits my brain and all my objections. I guess it's true that guys think with their dick. Dang! She's STILL holding it!
To Rose, those touches in the pool the day before had been playful, just an extension of the water games they were playing with Adresteia. But, like Harry, she knew this new grope was serious and a very pivotal moment in their lives. She felt frightened beyond belief. After all, just days earlier she'd considered herself to be extremely conservative in her fashion and sexual attitudes compared to her classmates. But her long simmering lust for her brother had burst to the surface. Plus, she felt she had to act fast or lose out.
She had no idea that Narcissa was actually encouraging Harry to get with her. Even if she had heard Narcissa saying things like that, she would have assumed it was just sexy talk because she couldn't imagine any woman voluntarily sharing her man. But what concerned her more was Lily. She had no doubt that her mother would never allow her to touch Harry's penis, much less suck on it. She assumed Lily would be horrified to even think that something sexual was happening between her children. So she believed whatever happened between her and Harry would have to forever remain a dark secret.
But now Rose could use Lily's hypocritical attitude to her advantage. Knowing that Harry was helpless to say or do anything with Lily sitting so close, she pulled his hard-on out from his swimsuit and grabbed it with both hands. She gave Harry a triumphant and wicked look while Harry gave back a helpless and worried stare. She began to stroke it under the water, putting all the action in her lower arms so anyone looking at her upper arms wouldn't think anything was amiss.
Narcissa saw their faces and suspected something fishy. Harry was mostly facing away so she couldn't really read his expression, but Rose had a curiously triumphant yet frightened look on her face.
Narcissa was overcome by curiosity, so she announced, "I think I'll take a dip in the water too."
Rose resignedly put Harry's penis back in his suit before Narcissa could see anything, and then once again was forced to play second fiddle to one of the buxom mothers.
This time it was the sight of Narcissa swimming through the water that captivated Harry. As Narcissa rarely went swimming, much less lay by the pool due to her extremely fair skin, this was a rare sight for him indeed.
Shortly afterwards, he hurried back to his room to masturbate to the new series of erotic images and ideas bouncing around in his head. He'd been fantasizing all day at school about what might happen at home, but real life once again exceeded his expectations. He was so
excited that he practically shot his load before he got started. He quickly fell asleep for his usual daily nap.
He thought the excitement from the pool was over, but it wasn't.
Much to his surprise, not long after he woke up, Lily came into his room still dressed in her bikini. She held her arms open wide and said, "My favorite son, give your mother a hug."
He always slept naked but luckily he'd just put on a shirt and shorts, so he stood up and walked to her.
She grabbed him and squeezed him in a bear hug, as if he was about to depart for a long journey. "I love you so much, Griffin," she cooed, her voice filled with emotion.
Harry's penis grew hard as he felt her soft skin pressing all over him and smelled her pleasant feminine smell. His erection happened to be scrunched up in his shorts in a way that prevented it from obviously pressing into her, but there was no avoiding her nipples and boobs pressing into him.
She was already very aroused, and her hard nipples stabbed into his chest. Her tits were so soft and so big it was as if they molded over his entire chest as they mashed into him.
She pulled back slightly and said, "I just felt like hugging you. You don't think there's anything wrong with a little show of affection between mother and son, do you?"
"No mom," he replied. "I like it. I've noticed we've never hugged or kissed in the friendly way some other families do. At least up until now. I mean, even you and Rose rarely ever touched."
She wiggled with delight in his arms, and her nipples scraped back and forth across his chest, pushing into him even more. "Oh good! I'm so glad that Narcissa has helped me open up a bit and allowed us to become closer."
Her lips were now only two or three inches from his. Because he was only two inches taller than his already very tall mother, he felt that all he'd have to do is lean forward just a little and their lips would meet. The word "closer" resounded in his head as he had sudden visions of the two of them necking with abandon, falling back onto his bed and eating each others' faces hungrily. He could feel her breath, and noticed it was a curious mix of mint and alcohol.
Aha! he thought. She must be getting tipsy. It doesn't take much with her despite her tall size. That explains things. Dang! She needs to drink more often.
But even though he loved her touch, he froze in fear at the idea of kissing. Now the hug felt like a trap he couldn't get out of and his body literally seized up. It wasn't that he didn't want to do it, but he'd never kissed a girl before and he was wrought with performance anxiety not to mention freaked out that she was his mother.
Suddenly she kissed him on the nose, and then directly on the lips. But their lips no more than grazed each other before she pulled away and broke the hug altogether.
He sighed inwardly with relief. It wasn't really a kiss; more like a tease of what a kiss could be. The idea of fulfilling a fantasy with her and actually getting romantic was too much for him to take, so unexpectedly. As long as there was no tongue, there was nothing illicit or incestuous about that. Some people just touch lips. No big deal, right?
She went and stood by the door and said, "Griffin, I'd be happy to hug and kiss you lots more from now on. You know, like a really affectionate family. We love each other so much, don't we? So we shouldn't be afraid to show it."
"We do, Mom. I love this family. You're the best." He noticed her body was now turned away while she looked back over her shoulder towards him. But what really caught his eye was the way she was ostentatiously "adjusting" her bikini over her ass.
She replied, "Griffin, you make me so happy. So proud."
When she said this, her fingers pulled on her bikini, first pushing the fabric inwards so it sank up into her ass crack, then pulling it back out wide over her butt cheeks. Then she repeated the motion, as if fidgeting. She giggled with glee like a little schoolgirl.
Then she said, "But don't mope here all alone in your room; we're still having lots of fun down by the pool. What do I have to do to get you to come back down and join us? I don't think you'll regret it."
She arched her back so that her tits jutted out dramatically. He could see one of her mountains of flesh from the side view she was offering him. At the same time she pushed the bikini fabric back into her ass crack and then pulled up. For a second it seemed like her ass was completely uncovered.
She giggled again, and then left without waiting for a reply from him.
Harry considered staying in his room and masturbating to the image his mother just presented standing in his room. He had so many sexy images to masturbate over that he could hardly keep up and savor them all. But there was no way he could turn down her sexy offer. He was curious too about what he would see at the pool. So he changed back into his bathing suit and went downstairs.
As Lily went downstairs, she thought, What was THAT all about? I just come up here tell him to come downstairs so he can discover our surprise and somehow I end up practically molesting him! Well, at least it was good visual stimulation. And I didn't actually do anything sinful. Although touching lips together is more than a bit improper. Oh dear. I really have to control myself a bit better.