Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65
would normally go to the husband, as well as being looked at as the "protector" of the family. My mom just continued her the role she started when she first gave me a hand job, simply helping her son and making him feel good... only now I was older (albeit only a year and a half older) and no longer a virgin, so she was just treating me like a man, and rewarding me for my help. And I got a lot of rewards.
We mostly stayed naked, maybe I'd wear boxers and she'd wear a dress or skirt, whatever made it easier for me to get in and out. We fucked all over, it became a game for me, looking for opportunities to stick my dick in my mom. The kitchen became my favorite, she would be making something, I'd just come up behind her and go at it. They weren't always long, hard core events. To the contrary, most of the time I just had quick little "3 pump dumps", not literally of course, but I'd fuck her from behind while she continued doing whatever she was doing. Once she bent over to pick something up and I pounced. It was probably a bit annoying on her part, but she never complained, she let me have my fun, and usually had hers as well. She started giving me my bedtime BJs again; I preferred them, they were a change of pace from all the fucking, plus there was less mess, and they relaxed me before falling asleep.
All in all it was a fantastic week. I even went over to Lyla's one afternoon while my mom was at work, for a three-way with her and Shelby. Sure we caught up a bit, I hadn't seen them in weeks, I asked how their trips were and stuff like that, but mostly they just rode my prick raw. It was fun, except that after having them Fuck me for three hours and drain three loads out of me, I got home just before mom, who apparently had a rough day at work and needed to sit on some teen dick to unwind. She pushed me down on the couch, pulled her skirt up and jumped on. It took me a while to cum, which ultimately worked out because she bounced on my cock for an hour non stop, she came four times before I did, then just climbed off and started making dinner.
It was a beautiful sunny Sunday morning. Birds were chirping and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. The curtains were opened, letting the warm light in, and had mom's ankles pushed back to her ears. I had climbed on top of her as soon as woke up, she was still asleep, but that didn't last long.
As soon as I slid my morning wood into her muff she moaned softly to herself, two more strokes and she opened her sleepy eyes to the sight of her son on top of her, grasping her breasts and slowly sliding his cock in and out of her. She smiled and stretched, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. Naturally, it progressed to me bending her in half and pile driving my prick into
her small intestines, before we eventually had a simultaneous orgasm and I collapsed back on to the mattress.
"We should be back before dinner." Mom called from the shower. Today she was heading to pickup Lacy.
"OK, I'll have something ready." I said, still laying in bed. I was conflicted about Lacy coming home. I was happy to see my little sister again. And I was looking forward to how eager she would be to take out her sexual frustrations on her big brother. However.. This was going to complicate the new arrangement my mom and I had. We couldn't let Lacy catch us, and Lacy and I still couldn't let mom find out about us.. this was going to be a pain in the ass. And on top of that, Mariola had even texted me the other day saying that I should stop by some time, AND Lyla and Shelby were already wondering when I would be coming back over! Geeze. I heard the shower turn off.
"So what are we going to tell Lacy?" Mom asked, walking back in the room still toweling off. It was like she had been reading my mind.
"Why do we have to tell her anything? We just have to be careful not to get caught."
"But being careful isn't always enough, look at you and her."
"What?... What do you mean?" I sat up in bed.
"Sweetie, I saw you two on the sofa that night.." My eyes widened, "having sex." My heart stopped.
"You saw us?" could barely speak.
"Yes, and I thought you saw me too?"
"I did! But you never said anything to us!"
"I didn't see the need. It was obviously consensual. And I figured bringing it up would just cause embarrassment and make things uncomfortable. But now that you and I are having sex.." there wasn't a hint of shame in her voice as she said those words out loud for the first time this whole week, we need to decide what we're going to do. Because if you're going to continue to sleep with me and her, It's only fair to let her know." She was right, but I was dreading this.
"Well she doesn't know about Lyla and Shelby either..."
"Then you'll need to tell her." She said, sounding more like a mother than ever.
"Ok..." I looked down at my hands shyly, "then I should probably tell you some other things..."
I explained to mom about Mariola and her granddaughter Kelly. She was surprised, but not upset. I think she was even pleased with me for what I'd done for Kelly. I then told her about Danielle, whom she knew I'd had sex with, but never knew why we actually broke up. Mom was surprisingly upset. Not with me of course, but as a mother she was angry that her little boy was cheated on by his first love, and that Danielle had been having a secret sexual affair with her stepfather. I think this just upset her so much because of my father raping Lacy, because otherwise my mom was being really hypocritical considering she had just fucked her own son four times over the last 24hrs. She even threatened to call Danielle's mom and tell her what's been going on. I convinced her not to, since I was no longer dating Danielle and it wouldn't serve any purpose. I then told mom about how Lacy and I began having sex in the first place. She listened and was understanding. I think it even made her happy to know that I wasn't the one who initiated it.
Mom eventually left to go pick up Lacy, it was going to be about 6hrs until they were home. We debated me going too, so we could all talk about what was going on. But mom decided that she'd like some alone time to explain how and why she started things with her son, and how they're different than many other cases of incest. So I had the whole day to just worry about how the conversation was going. I busied myself with chores, and even made it across town to see Mariola. Kelly still wasn't well enough for intercourse, but she liked watching me fuck her grandmother, and actually enjoyed Mariola and I taking turns going down on her. Afterwards I helped Mariola give Kelly a shower, and we had lunch. Then I just spent the rest of the afternoon at home worrying about what drama would be coming my way.
2 weeks later.
"Hurry up you two, you don't want to be late on the first day of school!" Mom yelled from the kitchen.
"I'M COMING!" Lacy and I accidentally yelled simultaneously. She looked back at me and we both laughed.
Lacy was on her hands and knees on her bed. She was wearing a
cute new yellow dress for the first day of school. Currently it was
bunched up around her waist. I was just wearing some cargo shorts and a short sleeved polo shirt. The shorts were down at my ankles. I was holding her hips and slamming my dick in and out of her as fast as I could. She had already cum, but I hadn't, and there was no way was going to go to school without a morning fuck. The bed was creaking loudly, and banging against the wall, there's no way mom couldn't hear.
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