Summers Family Values

Joyce was preparing bacon and eggs for Dawn when Buffy trudged into the kitchen, looking sleepy, yawning after giving Joyce a peck on the cheek.

“How late were you two up last night?” Joyce asked after Dawn gave an answering yawn.

“Not too late,” Dawn said. “We watched a horror movie on TV.”

“It wasn’t scary,” Buffy added quickly. “Just long. Had a lot of commercials.”

Joyce served the two of them, asking what they would be doing today, with it being so nice out, such a beautiful summer that made living in California all worth it.

“I don’t know,” Buffy said after swallowing a mouthful of eggs. “Maybe I’ll just go for a walk.”

“Why don’t you invite some of your friends over?” Joyce suggested. “You could do something with Dawn. She’s old enough to try on clothes with you and do her hair—all sorts of things.”

“Nah, Dawn wouldn’t be interested in stuff like that. Maybe we could go roller-skating. We have an extra pair of skates around, don’t we?”

“Sure. Mine are in the closet, or else in the garage.”

“We’ll find them, Mom. Thanks.”

“Well, it’s good that you’re getting out of the house,” Joyce said. Then she did a funny thing.

She plucked at the back of her severe bun and it came loose. Her hair tumbled down, long and coppery, its rich color glinting in the morning sun.

Buffy was astonished at the transformation. She had instantly gone from a dried-up spinster to a beautiful young woman, or at least, a younger woman. The loose hair and the mysterious smile she wore as she shook it out totally altered Buffy’s impression of her. It made Buffy wonder what life Joyce had outside of raising her and her sister.

Did she have a boyfriend? A lover? Was her matronly appearance just a façade? And why was she smiling like that? That Mona Lisa smile, hard to define, and yet spreading a radiant glow to the rest of her beautiful face.

***

An hour later, Buffy and Dawn were roller-skating, netting stares all over the neighborhood as they showed off their lean legs and tawny arms. Buffy was used to attracting attention, but for almost the first time, she noticed it going Dawn’s way as well. And why not? Dawn was becoming quite the sexy young lady. She probably already had a boyfriend, or at least a flirtation. Buffy had when she’d been Dawn’s age.

And speaking of age, they weren’t the only two potentially getting people’s attention.

“Did Mom seem off to you this morning?” Buffy asked.

“She’s Mom. What could be off about her?”

“Just the way she looked. How she’s been dressing. The way she does her hair. And did you notice how she was trying to get rid of us?”

“What are you talking about?” Dawn asked. “She wanted us to stay in and have some friends over.”

“So of course, we wanted to go out. That’s vintage Mom Fu, trust me, she trained herself on me,” Buffy answered her. “She probably wanted to have someone over herself, without us knowing about it.”

“No way. Not Mom.”

Not that Buffy would admit it, but Dawn was probably right. Just because Joyce was in a good mood didn’t mean she was getting laid. It was most likely nothing. But on a boring day like this one, Buffy was in the mood to check out her hunch.

“Let’s go back then. See if she’s having anyone over. Might as well get used to calling him Daddy now.”

“You’re so not funny.”

They turned around and headed back. When they reached their own block, Dawn stopped herself on a lightpole and grabbed Buffy’s arm. “There! You were right! There’s a car parked in front of our house!”

Buffy looked before scoffing. “That’s just Xander’s car. He probably came to see me.”

“He wouldn’t call ahead first?” Dawn asked excitedly.

“He’s a boy. Who knows with him?”

“Okay, then what’s he still doing here? Wouldn’t Mom tell him that you were out and he’d be on his way?”

“Maybe she’s getting him a snack. Or maybe he’s decided to wait for me. Or maybe it’s someone else and he just has the same model car as Xander.”

Dawn giggled. “So it could be Mom’s new boyfriend!”

Buffy shared a smile with her. “I’d really hope our mom could find someone who could afford a better car than Alexander Harris, but fine. Let’s see.”

The two sisters coasted along the sidewalk, their bodies twisting with each stroke of their legs. More than one red-blooded man watched them as they passed by, their sylphlike bodies outlined by their tight T-shirts and even tighter bottoms.

On their driveway, they took off their skates and padded through the grass on their socks.

“Around back,” Buffy whispered. They crept around to the side of the house, where the window to Joyce’s bedroom looked out. There, they heard what they couldn’t in their wildest dreams have expected to hear.

“Ohhh, Jesus!” Joyce moaned. “It’s so big and hard! It’s like it gets bigger every time I see it! I just try to drain it every day and you come back and it’s like you haven’t come in weeks—you’ve always got so much more cum for me! Wait—wait, what if the girls come home?”

The man—whoever he was—didn’t answer in words. Joyce moaned softly, then tittered with happy approval of whatever he was doing. Buffy and Dawn looked at each other. Neither of them could bear the suspense. They slunk up to the window and slowly stood, until they were peeking just over the windowsill.

Both girls’ eyes went wide. Joyce was on her knees in front of Xander. There was no doubt what she was doing down there. Xander’s fly was open and he had out the biggest, juiciest cock either Buffy or Dawn had ever seen. Buffy gasped at the sight of it and Dawn elbowed her in the ribs, spurring her to silence. Between the presence of Xander, the size of his prick, and what Joyce was doing to it, Buffy was understandably amazed. She might have fainted dead away if it weren’t so exciting to watch.

“That’s Xander, right?” Dawn whispered. “He doesn’t have an older brother or a really young-looking dad…”

“That’s Xander,” Buffy confirmed in her own whisper. As hard as it was to imagine him with such a massive cock, she couldn’t mistake her friend for anyone else. Even if he looked like a porn star under his baggy clothes.

“And that’s Xander’s cock,” Dawn added.

“Uh-huh.”

“And that’s our mom…”

“Shh!” Buffy insisted, having had enough. It was bad enough seeing it without Dawn saying out loud exactly what it was that they were looking at.

Calming themselves as best they could, the sisters settled in to watch what would happen—an unspoken agreement to learn everything about the relationship between Xander and their mother.

Like them, Joyce was admiring Xander’s erection. So much closer to it than Buffy and Dawn, she seemed hypnotized by his throbbing hardness. Her pink tongue came out of her mouth and licked her lips, which then pressed together. She was flushed, trembling, obviously desperate to suck it. Buffy and Dawn could understand all too well what a huge cock like that did to their mother.

“We shouldn’t,” Joyce said at last. “Buffy and Dawn could be back at any minute.”

“And you’d hate for them to see you sucking me off, huh?” Xander asked. “Hate for them to see what a slut their mother is? Or are you just afraid you’d have to share?”

Joyce’s guilty gasp not only shocked Buffy and Dawn, it seemed to confirm Xander’s suspicions. He put his hands on the back of Joyce’s head and urged her into his lap, up against his turgid erection. Dawn’s breath hitched; Buffy covered her mouth with her hand.

“Suck it,” Xander continued. “I’ve never been blown like you blow me. I’ve been thinking about it all day. Come on now, you know you want my cock in your hot little mouth as much as I want it there.”

Dawn gulped as Joyce’s pink tongue streaked from her mouth again, this time licking at Xander’s fat cockhead. “I’m not afraid to share,” Joyce said sensually, every word coming between a kiss at Xander’s shaft. “I hope my babies find cocks as big as this one—I’d hate for them to never know what a huge prick like yours can do to a girl. But don’t think that just because I’m past my college years means I can’t handle a man. Even one hung like you.”

Her lewdness thrilled Buffy and Dawn. Buffy could hear Dawn’s panting and Dawn could hear Buffy’s.

Joyce lowered her face down under Xander’s looming cock, licking a glistening trail across his engorged balls, tracing her tongue up the length of his shaft, and finally mouthing his cockhead. Her daughters could plainly see that his prick was getting even bigger and longer right before their eyes, offering more and more of itself up to Joyce’s mouth and tongue and lips. Neither of them had known what a good blowjob their mother could give.

Xander’s cock jerked so hard that Joyce had to grip it in her hands to keep it still enough for her to lap at it. If Buffy and Dawn had been shocked by how big Xander was, they now almost couldn’t believe how huge Joyce made him with her sucking. They looked at each other, wide-eyed, both silently worried that their mother couldn’t possibly fit such an enormous length into her mouth. But Joyce showed them both. Moaning in pleasurable lust, she spread her lips over Xander’s knob and took half of his manhood into her mouth.

Dawn made a funny sound in her throat at the sight; Buffy nudged her to keep quiet. They stared, not just amazed but aroused, even envious, as their mother enjoyed the huge cock in her mouth.

What Joyce couldn’t get into her mouth, she grasped in her fist. Her fingers pumped up and down slowly, while her mouth moved on Xander’s cockhead with the same pleasing rhythm. The sound of her sucking and stroking his prick filled the girls’ ears, seeming to grow louder as Joyce got even more of the girthy erection into her mouth. It was so exciting to watch their mother suck off Xander, their friend, a man as young as they were, that Dawn and Buffy both trembled with arousal.

Buffy pressed her lips to Dawn’s ear. “Look at her face,” she rasped. “She’s glowing. She loves it. I bet even while we were talking to her, Mommy couldn’t wait to get that cock in her mouth.”

It was the lewdest expression they’d ever seen their mother wear, especially her eyes, full of a transcendent joy that they never would’ve expected to find while her mouth was distended by a man’s cock. She was enjoying this as they’d never seen her enjoy anything else.

Buffy and Dawn held each other as Joyce sucked Xander off faster and harder, her eyes absolutely radiating her lust for him, her desire to suck his cum straight from his balls. She made animalistic noises deep in her throat as Xander’s hips rutted against her face, fucking his erection powerfully into her sucking mouth.

Bending over her crouched body, Xander reached down to the waistband of Joyce’s pants and picked her up by it, bringing her to her feet. Joyce still clung to her blowjob, ending up bent over but standing, and Xander reached down her small body to slide his hand under the seat of her pants now. Joyce moaned as he fingered her sex. Dawn’s pussy was soaked; she wondered if Xander was finding the same wetness in her mother’s panties.

Xander’s arm flexed as he jabbed his hand between Joyce’s thighs. She released a long, hot moan around his manhood. “Suck, bitch, suck!” he groaned. “Shit, this is the kind of blowjob I wished Buffy would give me, all the time I was crushing on her. How was I supposed to know I had to go to her mother to get it?”

Joyce’s hands went to his balls, caressing them feverishly. Her mouth was sliding all the way down his erection; her daughters smothered gasps as they watched every thick inch of Xander’s member go down their mother’s throat. The way Xander was rocking his hips told them that he was barely holding back from fucking his prick all the way to Joyce’s gullet, while Joyce writhed in paroxysms of enjoyment, rubbing herself hotly on Xander’s hand as she sucked hard on the man’s cock.

“She’s got all of it—how is she even breathing?” Dawn rasped, making Buffy shoot her a look as reminder to be quiet.

“Get it!” Xander growled. “Your girls may be fucking up a storm, but you’re not getting anything, are you? You need it! Show me how much you want my cum! Fuck, Joyce, suck it until you’ve got every last drop!”

Dawn and Buffy couldn’t look at each other. Neither of them were lucky in love at the moment and Xander’s words were a pointed reminder that Joyce was getting the best cock imaginable. Their happiness that their mother was enjoying herself was streaked through with anger that a boy their own age was ignoring them in favor of her. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t fair. If they had looked at one another, they could’ve seen that both the Summers girls would rather have Xander’s cock for themselves.

Xander threw his head back, sweat trickling off his features. He was at his limit. “Gggh! Okay, Joyce, you said you could handle me? Here it is! Here’s all I’ve got!”

Buffy and Dawn quivered, caught between pleasure and anticipation, as they watched Joyce take Xander’s violent jolts of cum. They could see her throat moving rapidly, hear her gulping as Xander’s stiff prick jolted and fed her his cum swallow by swallow. Their mother was devouring his thick, rich seed just as she had his cock and neither girl could think of anything but tasting what Joyce was tasting.

Joyce’s head bobbed up and down, stimulating Xander even as he came, and pleasing herself as she sucked and swallowed. She looked like she wanted to work her way all the way down to his balls. Her throat rippled with every swallow of cum, bulged with his cock being sucked into it, and her eyes were smoldering with mounting satiation as she got more and more of both his cum and his prick. Her entire body trembled lusciously, as if she were in the same orgasmic throes as Xander was. Until finally, he had to pull himself away from her suctioning mouth.

“Mmmm, looks like I could take it all,” Joyce purred, licking his spent cock clean with her pink tongue. “Unless you were holding back on me? Saving some for my Buffy and Dawn?”

“You sound like you’re warming up to the idea,” Xander observed.

“How can I not, when you’ve just shown me how amazing your cock is? It’s a shame they’d never go for it. They’d think I was a pervert for sleeping with you. And if I tried to tell them they should lie back, spread their legs, and let you do what you want—they’d never believe how much they’d enjoy it. How much I enjoy it. So I guess I’ll just have to keep you all to myself.”

“Seeing is believing,” Dawn cried, climbing through the window.

“Mother knows best,” Buffy agreed, throwing a leg over the windowsill to step inside herself.