And she didn’t want me to start up? Glen stared at us and standing; pulled his pants up over his still dripping cock. To my relief he backed away from us towards the door.
“I’m going, but lady, you have to be kidding to say I’m the twisted fuck. The two of you went at it like porn stars. I was just an excuse for you sickos’ to have at it.”
He had continued to back away and was now next to the front door. Reaching behind him to grab the handle, Glen laughed, “Hey, you should be thanking me; I gave you the chance to break the ice!”
Opening the door he stepped through it and slammed it shut behind him. The second he left I should have felt a sense of relief, but instead my body started to shake and I felt as if I were going to pass out. Mom asked, “Mark, are you okay?”
“I…Oh, my god, mom!” I exclaimed, “What the hell did we just do?”
Mom didn’t answer right away, instead her eyes stared into mine and she seemed to be waiting for me to say more, when I didn’t she said softly, “We did what we had to.”
She reached over and grabbing my shirt from the floor, started to wipe cum from her face. I noticed her hand was shaking and putting mine on her shoulder I asked, “What about you, mom, are you okay?”
“I’m okay,” she nodded then gave me a tired smile, “Hell two orgasms and fucked by a guy half your age is many women’s idea of a good time.”
“But not if it’s their son.” I said, “Jesus, mom what about dad?”
“Well…”
“And,” I continued, my voice cracking, “What about us?”
“First of all, we are not going to tell your father. I told you that when we started.” She rolled her eyes, “I think you know why.”
“But…”
“Mark, neither of us got hurt. The whacko even said he was sorry about cumming on me, there is no reason for dad to know, all it will do is freak him out.”
“Okay.” I nodded, “I guess you’re right, but we, I mean…I…”
“Mark, it’s okay.” Tossing the shirt away, she slid over and put her arms around me. I was aware of her tits pressing into me and the fact we were totally naked. It hadn’t bothered me a few minutes ago, but now that it was over I felt like it should. Still, it felt good to have her arms around me and I hugged her back tightly.
“Listen, baby.” She said in my ear. “We did what he wanted so he wouldn’t do worse. You and I just went through a tough experience and you were amazing during it, but now you’re scared and that’s okay, but don’t worry about what we did, its why we’re okay now and like I told you, we were just acting out…”
“Mom,” I paused, then went ahead with what was really bothering me, “Were you acting?”
Mom kept her arms on my shoulders, but eased back until she was looking at me. “What do you mean?”
“You know, I mean I know we had to, but you were really into it and some of the things you did he didn’t ask for and you seemed calm and…” I shrugged, “You still seem calm you even made a joke about it. So were you acting?”
Mom gave me an odd smile, “Were you?”
“Huh?” I asked, caught off guard.
“Were you acting baby? Because you sure didn’t need much coaxing once we got going and at the end you couldn’t fuck me fast enough.” I started to blush and she made it worse with her next question. “So, do you really watch incest porn?”
“I…um…” I couldn’t keep looking at her and turning my head whispered, “Yes, but it didn’t mean I wanted to do that, I…it was just kind of…”
“I watch it too.” Mom said.
I turned back to look at her and started to speak, but she put her finger to my lips
“Mark, like I said this was a bizarre situation and maybe we were so caught up in doing what we had to adrenalin took over and we got into it, or maybe this perv was right and we wanted each other. One way or another, there is a lot to talk about, but we’re both exhausted and not thinking straight so this is what I want you to do.”
Pointing down the all she said, “I want you to go take a long hot shower and go to bed.”
“Mom, no way can I sleep! I…”
“You’re coming off one hell of an emotional rush, you’d be surprised. Now do as I ask, if nothing else lay there and rest your body. I’m going to,” she frowned at the puddle of Glen’s cum on the floor. “Clean up and do the same thing.”
“I’ll clean up,” I told her.
“No,” she kissed me on the cheek, “Just get some rest.”
I sighed and stood up. As I did my cock ended up directly in front of Mom’s face and she winked, “No, there are worse things.”
She turned away after she said it and blushing again I headed down the hallway to take a shower. I entered the bathroom and turning on the hot water, went to get in when I noticed there was no towel. Leaving the water running, I left the bathroom and opened the door to the closet to grab a couple.
When I closed the door, I glanced down the hallway into the living room and saw Mom was sitting on the chair. She was still naked and I saw she was on her cell. Who the hell would she be calling right after that?
I felt my stomach twist at the thought dad may have called to say he landed and a wave of guilt flowed though me. Putting my head down I went into the shower and tried to wash away the shame of what I had done. No, it wasn’t the shame of the act that was bothering me, but the simple fact that I had enjoyed it.
*****
I jumped at the sound of a car door in the driveway and sat up, my heart pounding. I looked out my partially open bedroom window and sighed when I saw it was Jack coming home. I had come to bed an hour ago and had been drifting in and out of a troubled sleep filled with alternating visions of fucking my mother then being confronted by my father who had found out we had. I let out a deep breath and lay back on the pillows.
As it had since I’d come to bed the visual of mom blowing me entered my mind, followed by a montage of images from our incestuous romp. I kept hearing mom saying how much she wanted me, but told myself it was the heat and stress of the moment. However, the look on her face when we were doing it…
“Please stop it,” I whispered out loud, “Just shut it down!”
I closed my eyes and tried to think about school, work, anything to keep from thinking about mom. I had just started to nod off when I heard the distinct click of my door opening. My eyes snapped open and I saw mom entering the room. She closed the door behind her and walking over to my bed, looked down at me, “Can’t sleep baby?” goo.gl/fNYPkp to see her naked.
“No.” I said.
Mom was wearing her robe from earlier and sitting on the edge of my bed, she put her hand on my chest, “Neither can I.” she paused, then added, “I want to talk to you.”
“Sure.” I started to sit up, but mom pushed on my chest.
“Stay where you are.”
Mom climbed onto the bed and grabbing the sheet, pulled it off of me, exposing the fact I was naked beneath.
“Mom!” I exclaimed, “I’m…”
“Not like I haven’t seen it.” She said with a smile. “And baby you have nothing to be ashamed of.” To my surprise, my cock was already growing and Mom nodded approvingly.
“Hmm, that’s a good sign for me.”
“Mom, what are you….oh.”
I gasped as she reached down and stroked my rapidly stiffening cock.
“Mark, I…want you.” She whispered. “And I have a confession to make, I…I’ve wanted you for awhile now.”
“You…you do?” I managed as she stroked me faster.
“I do, I don’t know who Glen was, but honey he was right, I’ve been teasing you and trying to get you to want me. I was scared when he first started tonight, but when he said you watched those movies I…” leaning down she kissed me softly,
“I decided I would give you everything those women gave their sons in the videos and hoped you would want more.” Sitting up, she released my now erect cock and untying her robe, slipped it from her shoulders, revealing those perfect tits and that amazing fiery red bush. “So baby, do you want more?”
“We…we shouldn’t.” I whispered as leaning over she teasingly trailed her long red hair against my chest and stomach.
“That’s not the question. Should doesn’t matter anymore because we already have, now it’s about do you want me the way I want you?”
Her lips were now brushing my stomach and I placed my hands in her soft red hair. “Dad.” I said simply.
“Will never know. We won’t tell, just a little secret between a naughty mother and her equally naughty son.”
Mom tossed her hair over her shoulder so I could get a clear view of her lips trialing towards my cock. “You going to be my naughty boy?”
She reached my cock and I moaned as she kissed the head before taking it into her mouth and bobbing her head slowly.
“Oh, god,” I moaned, “I’ll be anything you want me to be!”
“Good answer,” Mom laughed as she removed me from her mouth. “But a little different this time.”
Mom took me back into her mouth and with a sigh sucked me slowly, taking me about halfway each time, before working her soft lips back to the tip. I ran my hand along her back and reaching her ass, slid my hand down between her legs. My fingers found her wet pussy, then her swollen clit. As she took her time sucking me, I rubbed her clit in slow circles.
“Hmm,” Mom purred while taking me deep into her mouth.
We continued to take our time enjoying each other, then mom sat up and bracing her hands on my chest swung her leg over my hips so she was straddling me. She rocked back and forth and I groaned at the feeling of her wet pussy rubbing along my lower stomach just over my yearning cock. Mom leaned over and began to move side to side, playfully sliding her nipple across my lips.
She laughed, when reaching up, I grabbed her tits and holding them still kissed one nipple, then the other.
“Yeah, nice and easy this time.” She said, and then purred when I sucked on her left nipple.
She leaned away, taking her nipple from me, but sliding back placed her pussy against my cock. She rocked up and down, sliding my hard flesh between her wet lips. I released a frustrated whimper and with another laugh she rose up and reaching back, guided me into her. Unlike last time she lowered herself slowly, allowing us both to enjoy the sensation of every inch of my hard flesh slipping inside her.
When I was completely buried in her warm moist pussy, mom sighed and moved her hips slowly riding me. Leaning down, she slid her arms underneath mine and kissed me. Again, unlike before this kiss was soft and sweet, her lips lightly caressing mine.
Parent Post: Forced to take my Mother
- Forced to take my Mother - part 2
yunus says
This was one good story worth wile reading. Gripping stuff n looking forward to part 2.
Donneil Simmons Sr says
I would to see a part 3 to this story, lol. This some heavy stuff dude and a nice piece of work.
RANDY says
THE ONLY PICTURE I’M LEFT WITH IS HOW THEY MIND FUCKED THEIR OWN CHILD. HE MAY VERY WELL BE 17 OR 18 AND HE HAD A GREAT FUCK BUT IT WAS FORCED ON HIM AND HOW HE FINDS OUT ABOUT IT, KNOWING WERE LEFT WITH NO FUCKING ENDING POSTED MARCH 2015, TWO YEARS AGO MUST MEAN THE FUCKED UP AUTHOR FOUND A BETTER SITE TO POST TO AND LEFT US HIGH AND DRY WITH NO ENDING. THANKS AUTHOR, FUCK YOU!
I’M GOING TO USE SOME OF THE CODES LEFT IN THIS STORY TO FIND WHERE THE AUTHOR POSTED OTHER THAN HERE AND SEE IF HE HAS AN ENDING! AGAIN, FUCK YOU AUTHOR FOR NO ENDING AND FUCKING UP THE KIDS MIND IN THIS UNFINISHED STORY!
AGAIN FUCK YOU AUTHOR!
James K. says
Hahahaha. Lol
Jess says
Well, I can see where Randy’s coming from. But being me, I just don’t care for threesomes. The intimacy between mother and son, mmmmmm…. I don’t think I’d want to share! Wish the author would come back, though. Just one thing: How could the son not know that ‘Glen’ was his father? Didn’t he grow up hearing his voice?
Patrick says
a good story before I had finished I knew who Glen really was. the ending of the parents tricking their son was not needed.. and quite frankly cruel of them to do. aside from that issue it was well written .