Literotic asexstories – The Bachelorette Party Finale by blaster666,blaster666
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Jason did not even remember the drive home. His mind had been a swirling vortex of emotional turmoil. He really couldn’t believe that he hadn’t run off the road, or worse, gotten into an accident. All he had been able to think about was how good it had felt to have his mother laying on his chest, his cock stuffed firmly up her pussy. Part of his mind had screamed at him how wrong it was. While another part, the dark part, had been telling him how great it felt. Never in his life had he felt such a deep-seated love for her than at that moment. He had always loved her. But this was different. This was the kind of love meant to be shared by lovers.
After he had washed the smeared make-up from his face, he had taken a hot, calming shower and change into a t-shirt and jeans. Once done he had fixed himself a tall glass of Bacardi and coke, then plopped down on the couch to think of what to do.
An hour later found him still on the couch. The glass was long empty by now but he made no effort to refill it. How could any of this have happened, he kept wondering. It was like his life was taking a nosedive, and there was no reverse switch to pull. He knew that he hadn’t done anything to cause his mother to have sex with him. This thought eased his mind a little, but didn’t erase the fear he felt. If she were to find out it had been him under her, how would he be able to ever look her in the face again. A soft knocking at the front door interrupted his thoughts. Weakly, he got up and answered it.
Swinging the door open, he was greeted with the sight of Aunt Carol standing there with a warm smile on her full lips. She was dressed in a conservative tan pants suit, her hair pulled back in a ponytail.
“We need to talk,” she stated, as she pushed past him into the front room and took a seat on the couch.
“Would you care for a drink?” was all he could think to say.
“No thanks. Some other time maybe, but you go ahead,” she answered, seeing the empty glass in his hand.
He closed the door and went to the side table that held his meager collection of booze bottles. Once there he proceeded to fix another rum and coke. A stiff one. His hands trembled as he tried to pour the drink.
“So Jason…or should I call you Mister Clown?”
Jason almost dropped the bottle when she said that. He kept his back to her, hoping to buy enough time to get his wits about him, but failing miserably.
“Excuse me?” he asked in a strained voice.
“Oh sweetie,” she started. “I know everything, so don’t be afraid. I’m not angry with you.”
Turning slowly around to face her, Jason could feel the heat on his blushing face. He wondered if he might pass out even.
“How did you find out, Aunt Carol?”
“I think we are well past the ‘Aunt’ stage, so why don’t you just call me Carol.”
“Okay. Carol it is,” he replied sheepishly.
“Finding out was quite easy,” she began. “I’m the one that booked you for the first party, so I knew were you worked. All I had to do was to persuade your boss to tell me who you were. Believe me it didn’t take much persuading, if you know what I mean.”
“But why did you?” Jason asked.
“Oh honey, you can’t be serious,” she laughed. “When I saw how big that tool of yours was, and how good it felt inside me, there was no way that I wasn’t going to get some more of that.”
“Even after you found out I was your nephew?”
“I have to admit; I was quite shocked at first. But I really have no qualms about that. All I know is that I wanted some more of that big cock, regardless of who you were.” she answered.
Jason was taken aback by her statement, but also relieved that she wasn’t upset by the whole affair. Taking a long pull on his drink, he began to relax a little. After all, she was a very beautiful woman. And he had to admit that he had enjoyed it, no matter how taboo it might be.
“I am so relieved to hear you say that. I have been so scared that you would find out and hate me forever,” he told her.
“Well stop worrying about it. Besides, you are a man and I’m a woman, not just relatives. We both have urges, and I for one don’t like to deny myself pleasure in this ole world. Remember Jason; you only live once, so be good to yourself. Which brings me to the reason I am here.”
Was she here to finish what had gotten started today, he wondered? Or was there some other motive for showing up at his door. He was unable to tell by looking at her, but alarm bells were going off in the back of his mind.
“Were you surprised when your mom showed up?” There was a slight glint in her eyes as she awaited his answer.
“Surprised doesn’t come close to how I felt when I saw who was there. Never in a million years would I have believed that would happen.”
“You did look pretty stunned,” she chuckled.
Something began to nag at him. There was more to this than he knew, and he was afraid that he was about to find out. Jason stared into her eyes, trying to figure out the right thing to say.
“Did you have any idea that mom was going to come over today?” he asked, sure he already knew the answer.
“Yes,” came her reply.
“But why would you set me up like that Aunt Carol?” he practically demanded.
“It wasn’t to set you up. It was to give my sister some much needed, and very deserved pleasure.”
“But with her own son?” he asked quickly.
“Let me explain something to you,” she began. “Your mom has sacrificed a large portion of her life to give you and your sister Kelly everything that she could. That includes her giving up a very healthy sex drive.”
“Nancy and I get together and talk,” she continued. “She told me that she hasn’t had proper sex since your father died. She said that it wouldn’t be right to bring a strange man to her bed. It wouldn’t be the same for her.”
Jason sat and thought about this. Now that he recalled, he really hadn’t seen his mother go out on dates. Sure, she went out to dinner with friends, but not out with single men. Growing up he had been too preoccupied with his own life to really notice what his mother was, or wasn’t doing, as far as the opposite sex was concerned. He couldn’t imagine going that long without having some kind of fling at least.
“So mom has not had sex in all that time?” he asked, a little uncomfortable talking about his mom’s sex life.
“Not in the conventional way. But there are other ways for a woman to enjoy herself,” Carol answered.
“Let me see if I can explain,” she added.
He sat down on the couch and quietly listened to what she was telling him. She told him that when his mom and her were growing up, they had experimented on each other. Both had enjoyed the things they had done, and on occasion still did. Although his mother had to be semi drunk before she could participate, those times seemed to help her unwind. She also explained that Nancy needed more than just a roll in the sack. She needed to know that she was loved.
Hearing that his mother and Aunt had a sexual relation was a blow to his already tortured mind. He had no idea that his own mother was such a sexual being. After all, she was just mom. Not someone you would think of in that way. At least, not until now anyway. Dark thoughts began to creep into his subconscious. Vivid images of his naked mother sliding down his cock filled his head. Without him noticing, his cock began to slowly inflate and move in his jeans. Carol noticed however, a knowing smile spreading on her full lips.
His revelry was broken when he became aware of her talking to him. He also became acutely aware of his stiffening condition. It was actually becoming quite uncomfortable in his jeans.
“Listen Jason,” he heard her saying, “Why don’t you take Nancy out to dinner tonight and spend some time with her.”
“I don’t know if I can do that. Not by myself anyway,” he told her flatly.
“Sure you can. And I know it would do Nancy a world of good to get out and let her hair down for a change.”
With that, she stood and headed toward the door. Taking a large pull from his drink, he stood and followed. At the door he asked if maybe she could come too. She turned and faced him, then reached up and pulled his face down to hers. She leaned up and planted a soft, wet kiss on his lips, while one of her hands rubbed the bulge crawling down his pants leg.
“I can’t sweetie,” she smiled, “I promised Kelly that we would go shopping and maybe take a swim back at my place later.”
The look she gave him right before she left had him wondering. In his minds eye, it had been the look of a predator. God, he had to get his shit under control he thought, as he picked up the phone and dialed his mom’s number.
Nancy had been completely surprised by her son’s call. She couldn’t remember the last time they had spent any time together. Maybe a night out with her son was just the ticket to take her mind off the events of earlier. How she could have acted like such a whore at the first sight of a hard penis was upsetting to her. Even if it has been in like forever since she had seen one, that was no excuse, she admonished herself. A little shiver ran up her spine as she remembered how good it had felt to have that big cock pushed so far up her cunt. Suddenly her knees buckled slightly, and she could swear that she’d had a small orgasm. Get a hold of yourself girl, you’re going out with your son in a bit and don’t need him wondering what’s going on with you, she told herself. She spent the next two hours getting ready. A long hot bath and then picking out what to wear took most of that time.
They had agreed to meet at the Roxy, a club that had good food and a dance floor for those that wanted to shake their stuff. Another benefit, it was only a block from Jason’s apartment, so he could walk there.
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