Incest stories: Caught – Chapter 1B
“Mom…”
“What Robert?”
“Can I go upstairs?”
“Why? So you can jerk off in the privacy of your room. I don’t think so. That seems a little too ‘Normal’, don’t you think?”
“I get it MOM.”
Her brow narrowed, making her look more sinister. “I don’t think you do.” She stated; her tone even and sharp.
I closed my eyes and sighed. “But I’m not…” I began, but she cut me off.
“You’re not WHAT Robert? I thought this was the kinda shit that turned you on. What are you waiting for?”
“But… …I can’t…”
“Well I hope you’re not waiting for me to do it for you.”
“No!” I almost shouted.
She stared at me for a few seconds. I couldn’t read her at all. She looked at her watch again.
“It’s getting late.” She says. “I don’t think you’re trying hard enough.” She says; my protests ignored.
“I guess I’m not as hot as the Mom in the movie, huh? Maybe you should watch the movie a little more. I’m sure that will help.”
“Mom?”
Her eyes narrowed again, “What?”
There was a long awkward silence.
“You’re going to sit there and do it or you’ll be sitting here like this when your father comes walking through that front door. And if I were you, I would pray he doesn’t bring anybody home with him, your choice. Maybe you’ll think twice before you do something like this again in my living room.”
She sounded callous and uncaring. Down-right heartless. My Dad would be home in less than an hour and a half, assuming, God forbid he didn’t come home early. I don’t know what she was expecting from me, but I tried to do as I was told.
I watched the movie, to keep from looking at my Mom.
She looked at me then looked down at my shriveled dick.
“Well…” She waited.
I halfheartedly began to rub my lifeless dick. It would seem my dick had blacked out, gone to its happy place leaving me to deal with all this. My lucky dick.
The “Mom” was kneeling down on the concrete floor of the garage now, one hand on the boys thigh, the other stroking his dick; hoping to make him cum quickly. “Come on Honey, before someone comes in.”
The boy groaned and leaned into his mother’s hand.
“That’s it Baby. Give it to Mommy.” She cooed.
The living room was filled with the “Mother’s” voice. Mom and I listened as she whispered to her “son”;
“Does it feel good Baby? Do you like me doing this to you?” She purred.
“I wish we had enough time to fuck again sweetie, but we can’t get caught doing this.” She tells him with great disappointment. She looks at his cock and chews lightly on her bottom lip while she obviously rethinks the situation. “Maybe you can put it in me for just a minute…” She moans.
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see my Mom watching the television intently. She seems to have momentarily forgotten all about me. Instead of getting up and running to my room like I should have, I turn my head and focus on her.
My eyes scan over her body. She looks good in her work clothes. Her long blonde hair lays sprawled over her shoulders. A dark tight skirt that hangs past her knees hides much of her beautiful legs, a silky white blouse that lays loose over her frame, the first two buttons undone, exposing a hint of the thin white under blouse that hid the roundness of her breast, and of course, the black high heels. She looks professional, yet soft and sexy. The hot Librarian look.
As I stare at her and rubbed my dick, I notice, to my surprise and horror, that my dick was starting to react. It wasn’t in a coma after all. I could feel the blood rushing back to my loins. I’m not sure how to handle this unexpected turn of events. Before I have time to give it much thought, she turns towards me and catches me staring at her. She shifts her eyes to my lap.
Her eyebrows go up, “Well, well…” She says. “…What do ya know about that?”
I froze; dick in hand.
“Isn’t that interesting?” She says. “Oh. . . . . . Don’t stop now.” She tells me.
She shoots another glance at her watch, “You’re running out of time.”
I’m embarrassed, afraid that I’ve failed the test. I brace myself for the wrath.
“Ga head… …get your hand around it.” She tells me.
I find her words and her tone strangely engaging. I comply.
I close my fingers around my dick and am amazed at just how hard I’m really getting.
“You better hurry before your father gets home.” She says. Her tone and manner seems to have changed a little bit. She seems more… …pleasant.
“That’s it, come on and fuck me!” The mom in the movie says. Her words echo off the walls.
We both turn and watch. The Mom is laying back on the hood of the car as the boy starts to fuck her.
Now I’m watching Mom watch the movie. She doesn’t seem so tense. She seems truly interested in what she’s watching. She looks a bit . . . . . .Dare I say. . .Subdued.
She turns her attentions back to me and once again finds me staring at her.
My dick is hard and swollen now; the tip is getting red and slippery. I continue to stroke myself as my eyes glide up and down her body.
“Why are you looking at me?” She asks me with a little less attitude. She seems like she really wants to know.
More interested in the way my dick feels then the trouble I might get into, I tell her the truth,
“Because of the way you look.” I tell her.
She raises her eyebrows and draws her head back a little. I think I caught her off guard. Her body language changes slightly, taking on less of an aggressive stance, more of a passive, almost “little girl” posture, less arrogant. Her tone is more mild, the tone of someone that’s modestly accepting a complement with just a hint of surprise.
“And… How do I look?” She asks as she straightens her blouse inadvertently gliding her hand over the ample cleavage the blouse barely covers.
“You look… …really hot.”
She has no reply. She seems a bit embarrassed by my honesty.
Her eyes move down to my lap.
“It looks like you’ve managed to get it hard after all.” She says; trying to regain some of the callousness in her voice. I like the way she says it.
She stares between my legs, “Really hard.” She adds with a tiny measure of either surprise or acceptance, I’m not really sure which. Maybe both.
“I’m gunna cum Mom!” The boy says. My Mom turns quickly to the television. I keep looking at her. My Mom watches as the boy steps back and the mother quickly scrambles between her son’s legs. She takes hold of the boy’s wet prick, opens her mouth, closes her lips over the head of her son’s cock, and jerks him off into her mouth. She lets his cum pour out over her bottom lip for the camera and it’s quite a load.
“My god!” I hear my Mom whisper.
She turns to me, “I bet that’s the kind of stuff you’d like ME to do, Isn’t it Robert?” She says. She’s trying to sound stern again, appalled, but seems to be falling shy of the mark. We stare at each other for what seems like a long time. My hand is steady moving up and down in my lap. I’d love her too but I don’t have the nerve to say it out loud.
“Are you going to cum… … looking at me?” She asks in a low, soft voice now; almost like she’s thinking out loud. Hearing her say that makes me shiver. I shake my head ‘yes’ with tiny, quick shakes. That’s the best I can do. I find her tone oddly soothing and exciting at the same time now.
“You’re gunna get cum all over my couch.”
I have no intention of stopping even if I could. I’m finding the experience pretty intense, to say the least.
She looks at her watch again.
“We’re running out of time Robert.” She tells me as she stares at my hard dick.
I notice that this time she said “We’re” running out of time. My minds is running wild as she stands there watching me.
She takes a quick look at the TV. Then, as if she’s making excuses, “I don’t want my couch ruined…” She says softly. She pushes back her sleeves, throws her glasses on the coffee table, and drops to her knees in front me. She pushes my hand away and takes hold of my hard dick in her soft hand. I feel her fingers close around my cock. I think I’m dreaming as I watch her. I find myself now praying a 747 doesn’t fall on the house after all.
“You can’t tell your father…” She whispers; staring at my erection as she opens her mouth and lowers her beautiful face. I can feel her moan a quiet surrender as she nuzzles between my legs and fills her mouth. She sucks softly at first and then with more enthusiasm. The sight of my mother’s beautiful lips wrapped around my dick is too much and I can’t hold back.
“I’m cumming!”
“Um-hum―” She acknowledges my words but seems surprised when my dick explodes in her mouth. She jerks her head back, and a thick rope of cum hits her forehead and splashes into her hair. There’s a lot,
“Oh God!” She whispers, closes her mouth over my dick again and swallows as she jerks me off. Some cum dribbles from the corner of her mouth. She catches it with her free hand as it drips off her chin.
“Ump…um.” She keeps stroking me; making me cum and swallowing what she can until she’s gotten it all. She moves her head up and down over my dick a few more times as she looks up at me.
I’m in shock, just staring down at her. I just can’t believe it.
“That was a lot.” She says quietly.
She turns her attention back to my dick as she slowly moves her hand up and down, squeezing it gently. She looks like she’s in her own little world; nothing like the bitch that hovered over me a few minutes ago. She milks the last few drops of thick cum from my dick. She smears it around the head of my dick with her thumb then slowly lowers her head and sucks the tip of my dick back in her mouth. The sensation makes me tremble.
She gracefully lets my prick fall from her hand and slowly stands. She looks at the cum in her hand and her whole attitude changes again.
“I can’t believe you did this!” She says to me as she licks the cum off her lips.
“What?”
“I said I can’t believe you did this.”
“You can’t believe I did what?”
“This.” She shifts her eyes from mine to my wet dick and then to her hands. She looks almost disgusted now as she shows me her messy hands.
Once again, I was confused. I took offence to her attitude. I was instantly pissed.
She couldn’t just send me to my room when she caught me… But Nooooo… She had to embarrass me and intimidate me and scare the shit out of me. Cum on the couch?!? She should be glad there’s not a pile of shit between the cousions.
Parent Post: Caught – by APerv2
- Caught - Chapter 1B
- Caught - Chapter 2A
- Caught - Chapter 2B
- Caught - Chapter 3A
- Caught - Chapter 3B
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