Literotic asexstories – Family Traditions Ch. 05 by Madadam90,Madadam90
Oh and as always, while each chapter can be read on its own, I suggest at the very least, reading chapter 4 prior to this story. Reading all previous chapters will provide more context and background for this and future chapters. Thank you and enjoy!
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Chris walked through the front door as the clock hit 3.30. He had met with their family friends and gave them a rundown of the college courses he planned on taking in the fall and offered any tutoring assistance the Harrison twins needed and spent his day as if it were a typical Saturday. The day dragged and it felt as if he slept walked through the entire afternoon as his mind was constantly bombarded with images from the night before when Lena and Abby’s intimate relationship was unveiled to him. After completing a series of mundane weekend tasks, Chris was looking forward to spending a relaxing night with his mom. Tricia had invited Chris to a retirement banquet for one of her colleagues and since Nick, his dad, would be spending most of the day with his sister Lena; Chris happily accepted the invite.
“I’m home” Chris belted out his arrival through the front door. He knew his dad and Lena were going to the volleyball tournament and assumed Abby had somewhere else fun to be. He got home earlier than he anticipated and started planning out his pre-banquet routine.
Chris draped his mom’s dry cleaning over a stool and put the assortment of groceries away. He grabbed a beer as he slid the groceries into the fridge and he did so with as much grace and care as a soon to be college freshman could muster.
By the time he was finishing pushing the fridge closed, Tricia got to the top of the stairs and saw her son finish getting everything put away.
“Oh you’re home,” Tricia casually remarked. “Thank you so much, Chrissy. You’re a life saver. I completely forgot I had to give a speech tonight and thank god I just finished. You got my dry cleaning right? I have to start getting ready” Tricia, answering her own question, walked over to her dry cleaning as she continued asking Chris questions about his day and how things at the Harrisons went.
Tricia’s movements were quick but not frantic and Chris stood in one spot in the kitchen as his mom moved around him doing small, menial tasks: Adjusting the towel hanging from the stove, rearranging the potted plants on the window sill, making sure the salt and pepper shakers were even, straightening the magnets on the fridge, rearranging the potted plants on the window sill, checking the cupboards to take stock of god knows what, and of course; rearranging the potted plants on the window sill. Chris couldn’t help but smile as he watched his mother go through her stress motions. Tricia would get antsy and either walk too much or talk too much (or both) when she’d start to feel pressure or up against the clock. It was a recurring family joke and try as she might, Tricia couldn’t help herself.
“Oh and Chrissy? There probably won’t be many people your age there… in case you’re just going to meet girls.” Tricia began to worry Chris was just trying to be nice and attempted to give him an out but was careful not to actually dissuade him. “But I tell you what. If there ARE girls there, I’ll be your wing-mom”.
Chris couldn’t help but laugh at his moms attempt to be his “bro”. He tipped his beer towards his mom as if to give her a “cheers”
“If you’re my date tonight, Ma, you’ll have all my attention” Chris said in a soft tone. The words seemed to slip out of his mouth; joking but at the same time, he knew deep down that he absolutely meant it.
Tricia felt her chest and face getting warm when she heard those words come out of his mouth. She had been thinking about how the night would play out all day and her excitement was growing by the second. Her husband Nick had sent her a text earlier in the day telling her that Chris knew about his sisters hooking up on a regular basis. After a few questions between the two, Tricia’s mind was on a one way track. Nick mentioned that Chris wasn’t aware that his parents were also involved in their ‘family traditions’ but that didn’t stop Tricia from imagining what it would be like if she was able to taste her own son. Tricia had mental images of Lena, Abby, and Chris run through her imagination all day. She pictured them in every conceivable combination and position and she felt the excitement between her legs pulse the entire day.
“Oh such a gentleman. Tell you what. I’m going to get ready and we’ll go. Have a few drinks here because people will know you there and, well, yeah. If we have time before we go I’ll open some champagne. Just don’t go overboard too early, Chrissy” Tricia’s voice trailed off and she excitedly grabbed her dry cleaning and started walking to her room. She smiled at Chris as she left the kitchen and felt herself blush involuntarily at the attraction she felt towards her son. Tricia had very recently began to see her son in a different light and her body wouldn’t let her move past it.
The week before, as the house was in the early stages of renovation, Tricia was trying to remove a box from the attic. Chris, as he had done since he was a kid, was steadying the ladder and try as he might; his requests to volunteer to do it instead of her were ignored by his mother. Sure enough, Tricia lost her balance and as she was trying to regain her composure; her body began to over correct. As Tricia began to stumble and lose her by grip; Chris’s reflexes took over and he caught his mom in a rather awkward way. His main focus was to make sure his mom wasn’t hurt but he also realized she fell ass first into him and now he had a handful of his mothers surprisingly firm butt. It took a split second for him to realize this and adjust her body and sent her back upright.
Tricia was shocked at how her body reacted to the feel of his masculine hands on her body. She felt like a damsel in distress and was surprised at how intense her feelings of attraction to her son were at that moment. Her heart raced and she couldn’t decide if it was from the near fall or the thought of her son’s hands cradling her body. She was able to laugh it off in the moment but her mind kept working overtime with thoughts of Chris.
Since the moment on the ladder, she found herself noticing little things about Chris that she had overlooked in the past. With her sunglasses on and her gaze impossible to track, she would stare intently at her son as he relaxed in their pool, and even found herself picturing him and imagining what his cock must feel like in her hands, mouth, and holes while she masturbated. She was hesitant to tell her husband even though there had been open sexual relationships between four of the five members of the family at that point and decided to keep her fantasies to herself. She was always close with Chris, both being the youngest of their families, and she was protective of him. Tricia couldn’t help but feel conflicted about her new lustful feelings toward Chris; but nevertheless, the feelings continued and even got stronger.
Chris watched his mom walk out of the kitchen towards her room and a genuine smile crept over his face. He took a beat to admire his mom’s figure as well as the warmth she exuded – he always found himself in awe of her.
Tricia’s mind ran through the upcoming night as she made her way to her room. She sat on the edge of the bed for a half minute; contemplating what the next few days might have in store for her family now that everyone was close to being on the same page. Her excitement got her off the bed and she began to disrobe and get ready for the night; her mind still fixated on her son.
Chris gulped down his first beer then slowly made his way out of the kitchen and down the stairs. Chris was looking forward to spending time with his mom since they hadn’t had a lot of one on one time lately. As he made his way downstairs he found himself more and more distracted with different scenarios on how the night would play out. He walked down to the shower and turned the faucet on and set his beers down. He realized his clothes were still upstairs, as was his ‘snack’ box. Chris was excited for the night but also nervous. He wanted to get a nice buzz going and he was on the right track but wanted to smoke a bit to take himself to the next level.
He walked back upstairs and towards his room when he caught motion out of the corner of his eye in his parent’s room. Chris walked a bit past the door and only stopped when his mind finally processed what he thinks he saw.
For a brief moment Chris planned on going about his business and getting what he came for and going back downstairs. A split second before he acted on that thought; he thought to himself that if the previous night taught him anything; it was to see where things went.
He slowly tiptoed back and poked his head to get a better look inside without being too obvious.
His heart nearly sank out of his stomach when he caught a glimpse of his mother bent at the waist, removing her thong and leggings. Chris was too far away to see everything in great detail but the shape of his mother’s body and her supple ass was displayed in all its glory.
Chris’s mind could barely process what was happening before the familiar stirring in his pants began.
Tricia slid out of her form fitting black leggings which she had on since her morning workout. She kept bent over to stretch out her hamstrings but she also got aroused by naked yoga and took any opportunity to practice.
She sprang back up and stretched her arms out and let out a big sigh.
Chris snapped out of his trance when his mom stretched her arms and he disappeared into the hallway with his cock straining already. Chris got to his room and took a few deep breaths before gathering his things and working his way back downstairs. His heart raced as he passed his mother’s room again but he was disappointed to notice she must already be in the shower.
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