Literotic asexstories – Lot's Incestuous Children Pt. 04 by Mr_Brady,Mr_Brady Welcome to part four of this series. If you haven’t read the previous parts, I highly encourage you, the reader to do that first.
I’m indebted to Kenji Sato for his proofreading skills and editing help in this story. And remember folks, this is a story, and one where all the characters engaging in anything sexual are at least the age of eighteen, and above.
As always, I hope the ones who take the time to read my work will enjoy it. My goal is to write the same type of stories as the ones I love to read. I hope you’ll find it good enough to give it a rating of five stars. And if you leave a comment, please make it one that’s constructive and will help me as an aspiring writer.
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And one more thing…all of us come into contact with many people in our everyday lives. These people that we see, talk to, and live with…are just like us…they want to know that someone values them, that they’re important to someone, that their life means something.
You…yeah you…the person reading these words right here, you have the power of life and death in the words you use, and with the way you treat other human beings. I encourage all of us to remember that every human being on the planet is important…just like you…yeah I’m referring to you, the reader of these words, that you’re important too. For God’s sake people…we’ve got to remember that 🙂
Lot’s Incestuous Children Part Four
When Logan’s phone call with his mother was over, he felt somewhat conflicted. On one hand, with what he’d told her concerning the angry reaction he’d gotten from his father, well that was one thing. But the other was quite more serious.
As soon as their conversation had started, he found that he was experiencing funny feelings in his stomach. He’d heard others talking about such things, that they referred to as having butterflies in your stomach.
And it wasn’t anywhere near the first time he’d experienced them. It had been going on for a while, whenever he was around her, even something like the way her voice sounded, was a turn on for him. Or how she looked dressed in a tight dress, or with the way she walked. Not to mention those times at night, when he had trouble not being able to pull his eyes away from his mother when she wore her sheer nightgown, and how much of her cleavage was revealed.
One thing was for sure, Jesse Peterson wasn’t the only one with an intense desire to do things with his mother, that they didn’t write about in the Ladies’ Home Journal. And the way Logan felt about his mother, and what he had revealed to Jesse, were really nothing close to the genuine intense emotions he had shooting through him concerning his desire for her.
As he headed for his room, he felt that same discordance again. Up to that time in his life, the relationship he had with his dad felt pretty solid. They’d go and do things together, talk about their many similar things they liked.
But something he’d been noticing but never brought up, was that his father never ever talked about Logan’s mother, his own wife, in any kind of respectful or affectionate way. If and when he did mention her in conversation, it always seemed to be in a negative or a condescending type of tone.
While he was growing into adulthood, Logan couldn’t help noticing just how astoundingly gorgeous his mother was. Yes, of course, she didn’t look the same as the photographs he saw of her from when she was a teenager, or how she looked when he was born. And yes, there were some minor telltale signs of aging on his mother’s face, and probably her body as well. But all things considered, there wasn’t any doubt at all, that his mom was a class-A, top-notch, first-rate, absolute MILF.
When he closed the door to his room, and then turned the lock, he looked forward to what he was going to do, while he zealously waited for his mother to arrive. Getting himself totally undressed, he lay face up on his bed and then punched in the necessary digits to unlock his phone. Opening up the app, where he stored all his photographs, he picked the ones he had captured of his mom at the beach on their last getaway the year before.
He wasn’t sure if she’d noticed how many shots he had secretly taken of her, while she sunbathed scantily clad along the shore of Lake Michigan. He’d put his phone on silent mode and had gotten as close up to her as he could. He didn’t want it making those noises that imitate a real camera going off, not wanting her to know how immediately close he was, and of the revealing photographs he was taking of her.
At that particular time at the beach, it had only been the two of them. The three other people that they had traveled with that weekend, were off shopping somewhere, and it was only he and his mother on that particular lonely stretch of shoreline.
The shots he was gazing at right then, were when his mom was lying face down on the very large blanket and she had removed her top because she didn’t want there to be any tan lines on her clear, luscious-looking skin. But he couldn’t be sure if she understood what it was like for him, to longingly stare at his mother’s almost-totally naked body lying along the sand.
Even when it was just the two of them there, he had begun to become aroused, and found himself wanting to do things with her, that he’d never be able to tell anyone else about. With the way she had herself openly displayed to him, with her top removed and the nearly non-existent bikini bottoms not really doing a good job of covering her asscheeks, his mother was essentially naked in front of her own son, there in the hot July afternoon sun.
There in his locked bedroom, as his hand moved up and down his very firm erection, his mind, as well as his heart, was centered around only one thing…taking his mother to bed and having sexual intercourse with her.
In his masturbation fantasy, his mind drifted back to the Lake Michigan shoreline, his mom had called him over to rub more sunscreen on her very exposed back and along her legs, as well. And once he’d done that for her, she volunteered to do the same thing for him, too.
With her not bothering to cover up the bodacious tits, that he found himself staring at to a greater extent over the last few years, she had him lying on his stomach there on the overly large beach blanket. It didn’t take her long to massage the cool lotion into his skin, along his back, shoulders and down his legs, too. But it was what she enticed him to do in his imaginary vision, that made his cock stand even straighter and harder in his hand, while he stroked it there in his locked bedroom.
‘Hey babe, why don’t we pull those trunks down, so your mother can splash some of this sunscreen up and down your backside for you. You do know I like looking at my son’s gorgeous hunk-of-an ass, don’t you? I hope it isn’t wrong for a mother to stare at her son’s beautiful ass, since I’ve noticed you looking at mine all day.’
As his masturbatory fantasy played on in his mind, the two of them had stripped out of the rest of their swimwear, until he and his mother were both lying naked there on the beach blanket, underneath the blazing sun.
‘I’ve noticed you watching me more and more, babe, and I can’t lie to you; I haven’t been able to take my eyes off of you, either.’
As his hand kept stimulating his cock, while his mother was making her imaginary intimate confession, he found the circumcised skin around his glans felt a little rough. To try and remedy the situation, he bent himself forward until his mouth was directly above his hardened prick and dribbled a sizable dollop of saliva, aiming it well enough, so it fell directly on top of the mushroomed head of his cock.
Leaning back down on the bed, Logan was pleased that the method of lubrication he’d added had been sufficient to make him start fantasizing about his mother placing her mouth around his cock and giving him a blowjob.
‘Here, babe, turn over. Mommy wants to give you something, a treat for coming with me to the beach today. But you have to promise you won’t tell anyone about this.’
“Oh god, mom, that would be so nice. Yeah, I would’ve let you suck my cock when we were there at the beach last year. After all, it was just the two of us. Ohhhh, if it would have been okay with you, I’d have been happy to cum in your mouth!!”
Before he got much further in his masturbation ritual, he remembered to reach into the drawer where he stashed his cum-rag, always having it handy so’s not to make a mess during those times when he’d self-pleasure himself, like he was at that moment.
As he got closer and closer to the treasured sensation he was working for, Logan thought again about his mother, resurrecting the pet name she had for him— Babe.
“Yeah, you can call me that anytime, mom. Maybe Jesse was right. Maybe you and dad aren’t close anymore. It’s not what I want for you and him, but if you want a man, I’ll be happy to do anything that you need me to. And I do mean anything!!”
His cum exploded up and out of his stiff cock. The orgasm he had while imagining his mother’s mouth wrapped around it, sent shockwaves through him, too. As much as he loved his mom, he’d found the temptation to dwell on her during the many times he’d masturbated was giving him a guilt, that he wasn’t quite sure how to deal with. But, he’d figure all that out later.
Right then, he reasoned she couldn’t be that far away from home, and he was looking forward to being able to talk with her, so she could hopefully explain further, the rift that was taking place between her and his dad. In times past, he didn’t think his mother had ever lied to him. So he thought, if he asked the right questions, she wouldn’t have much choice, except to give him the answers that he was looking for.
He knew he wasn’t the kind of person who would want to cause problems between his parents. But if he came across an answer to become closer with his mom, in the way he was wanting, he knew he would do anything within his power to make that happen. He figured his dad would have to find his own way back into her good graces.
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Having gotten himself dressed after masturbating in his bedroom, Logan was watching TV in the living room, when his mom walked in the door. And he hardly gave her a chance to get settled before he came up and wrapped his arms around her.
“Hey babe, it looks like you missed me.”
“I didn’t realize how much I’ve been missing this, since I got to talk to you when you were on your way home. Where did you go anyway, mom?”
“Well, son, I drove up to meet with a lady that’s been doing some surveys about…families and the love that they share, and, uh, how they share it with other people in their family. Stuff you’d probably find boring, honey.”
“And you had to spend the night there, just to find out about her surveys?”
“Yeah, I just thought I’d make a little mini-trip out of it. Y’know, get away for a day or so.”
With the spark he saw in his mother’s eye when she gave him her answer, Logan figured he’d spice up the conversation with her, by asking a naughty question.
“Uh-huh, sure. You didn’t go there to meet up with a guy, did you, mom?”
Noting the devious smile on his face, when he was probing where she knew he shouldn’t, Jane came back at him with a reply that came off a little on the kinky side.
“Well, you horny imp, asking your mother something like that, I ought to spank your ass for that.”
And it surprised her, how kinky of a response her son gave her in return.
“Well, you probably wouldn’t have much trouble getting me to take my pants off for you, mom. Are you sure that’s something you’d want to do? After all, I have grown up!!”
As she began laughing at Logan’s boldness, mother and son came together in an affectionate embrace that surprised both of them. Especially in the length of time that they held onto each other.
“Oh baby, I don’t want you to be upset about your dad and me. There’s just some things that have happened, and I don’t want you to be worried about them, that’s all.”
With the way Jane had her hands tightly clasped around Logan, while trying to diplomatically explain her and his father’s failing relationship, she felt him softly place his mouth onto her exposed neck, while she was talking to him. And she couldn’t deny how good it felt, as he nuzzled his moistened lips onto her sensitive skin.
“Mom, I just want you to know that I’m here for you. I’ve been able to tell that you and him haven’t been getting along. And I was probably wrong for not sticking up for you when he’d say those mean things about you.”
Even with the way she was enjoying Logan’s tender attention to the erogenous zone on her neck, she couldn’t miss his admission that her husband had made disparaging comments about her behind her back.
“What did that son of a bitch say about me, babe?? Whatever it is, he doesn’t have any right to paint me as the one who did wrong!!”
Still holding firmly onto his mother, maybe even a little tighter than he had been, looking straight into her beautiful eyes, he tried to answer her question the best way he knew how.
“Mom, dad’s pissed about something. And I’m guessing it isn’t any of my business, but I wish the two of you could work something out, that wouldn’t make it look so obvious of how much you hate each other.”
“Oh, son, we don’t hate each other. That’s too strong of a word. It’s just that we don’t…”
“You don’t like each other anymore, is that it, mom? I hear the word used sometimes, incompatibility, that’s it, isn’t it?”
“Yes honey, you’re right. Your father and I, we…”
Right about that time, except for the arms of her son wrapped protectively around her, Jane Fleming felt so alone. But she knew she wasn’t because she had a strong, tender, sensitive young man holding onto her right inside her living room.
And with the way he was holding onto her, the fashion that their bodies were pressed together, his hardened erection let itself be known. And a mild fear, or alarm, or maybe it could even be labeled as a warning, coursed through her.
But Jane sensed right then, if she would’ve been in the same drunken-and-cocaine-addled state she was, roughly twenty-fours hours before that, and if Logan were to initiate it, there’d be a high likelihood she would let him take her to his bedroom to suck his cock, or strip naked and let him fuck her, in just about the same fashion that she had let it happen with Tom and the others the night before.
“Mom, you don’t have to say anything, whatever it is…I trust you. I always have.”
And those words from him lit something else inside of her, too. Reminding Jane that throughout her son’s life, more times than not, she had also been able to trust him as well. There had been more than a few times when she had given him a secret to keep, and as far as she knew, he had never gone back on his word to not tell anybody.
It was the pit of her stomach that was clawing at her, at that moment, to make the same gamble with him again. With the burden she’d borne over the last five years of not being able to share with anyone, of how her husband had broken her heart, Jane Fleming wanted there to be at least one person who could help carry her load. Maybe it could be her son? Maybe it was the man firmly holding her, as his glorious-frame-of-a-body towered at least three inches taller than hers? Maybe?
“And I trust you too, babe. If I told you something, something I haven’t told anybody else, would you not repeat it?”
Feeling his body jerk, with what she reasoned was her son’s duty to be responsible for her sake, she wanted to wait for his answer, before she could begin pouring her heart out to him.
“Oh mom, of course, you can trust me. But are you sure you want to? I mean, I’m guessing whatever it is you’re going to tell me, it’s about dad…and you. And this is something that once I find out what it is, you can’t undo.”
Leaning her body into his, with her arms wrapped around Logan’s neck, she just nodded and told him…
“Yes baby, I know. But you’re a man now, and I know you wouldn’t ever let me down.”
“To tell you the truth, mom, I’ve got a feeling I know what it is. But hey, I’ll just say it this way, I’m yours no matter what!!”
Hearing him make that pledge, it thrilled her to the point that she tilted her head up, until her mouth and his came into contact, and she kissed her son, very softly on his lips.
“Babe, thank you for telling me that. It means more than you know.”
Preparing herself to report to the son about the father’s infidelity, she took hold of his forearms, as the two were still standing together.
“Your dad, he…it was about five years ago when I found out he was…”
“He was fucking around, wasn’t he, mom?”
Jane just stood there silently still holding onto him, needfully pressing herself into the strong tower that her son’s body had become for her. And with the vulgarity that had been appropriately applied to describe his father’s adulterous behavior, she didn’t see any harm in using it, as well.
“Yeah, honey, your father…he was fucking around on me!!”
With the thrill it gave her, to unabashedly utter the vulgar profanity in front of Logan, she decided to say the word again; this time, with an even-deeper-and-nastier connotation.
“And from what I was able to get him to admit, your son-of-a-bitch father had been fucking at least three other women, over the last few years, before he got caught!! Maybe even more than that!!”
She couldn’t mistake the twitching of his cock beside her, when he heard the nasty words spoken by his mother.
“Oh mom, I’m sorry. I am so sorry.”
Even though she was quite sure that her son’s erection was becoming even more obvious, Jane still found strength in the way hers and her son’s bodies were connected. She clung as tightly as she could, while at the same time, Logan had returned to nuzzling and running his lips up and down his mother’s exposed neck.
“Oh babe, I’ve been holding this in for so long, afraid to tell anybody. I just need you to know, up until I found out about him cheating on me, I’d always make myself available for your father…for the way a man needs a woman. Morning, noon, or night. I never refused him. I swear, I didn’t!!”
Aroused that his mother was allowing him to hold onto her captivating body, he blissfully breathed in the sweet, seductive scent of her essence. Logan couldn’t believe how stupid his father had been, losing accessibility to the goddess he had his arms encircled around, in exchange for what had probably been a quick fuck from other women. And that could only be for a one-time thing, or maybe two, if he was lucky.
All he could concentrate on, right at that moment, was if he ever had the chance to be with her the way his father had, then he would do whatever it took to make that a reality. And unable to pull himself away from caressing his mother or kissing her neck, he continued on, while she did nothing to try to get him to stop.
“I’m sure you were there for him, mom. Can I ask…how long has it been for you?”
“Babe, you’re tickling my neck!”
“Uh-huh, and you taste good!! Oh fuck mom…you taste so goddamn good!!”
As her son’s lips, mouth and tongue continued stimulating up and down her sensitive skin, she felt the moistness between her legs make itself known to her. And she became aware that her body was in a state of preparation, getting itself ready to mate, sending the right amount of fluids and natural lubricants, exactly as needed. It was if it were a god-given elixir, that once a man’s cock entered her, it would have smooth passage inside her pussy, between her outstretched legs.
With the way Logan’s cock was sticking straight out, trying to burst out of his pants, she was aware that his body was also in the process of making preparations to mate. And there wasn’t any doubt in her mind, that her son’s virile cock was more than primed to enter her and deposit his seed deep into her body. Something that could have disastrous results, if she were to allow it to happen.
“Oh babe, we’re gonna have to stop!! This isn’t right, and I’m sorry if I led you on, this way. But, honey, we need to stop this…right now!!”
“Oh god, mom, just tell me…how long’s it been?”
She couldn’t believe how much the curiosity of his mother’s intimate affairs was turning her on. Because she knew exactly what he was asking. And it was for a couple of reasons, she became afraid to answer him.
If Jane told her son the absolute truth, he would find out that it had only been the day before when she had been with at least three, maybe four or more, men. Not to mention, that he would find out about her allowing another woman to do things to her, that she was sure he’d find disgusting.
On the other hand, if he were to know that once she had stopped giving conjugal access to Noel, his father, it had been about five years since she’d let anyone have her the way she needed. But if he knew that about her, then he would most likely realize how vulnerable she could be to his or anyone else’s advances.
“Oh, baby, I don’t think you should be asking me that. But I can tell you it’s been a long time since I’ve…been with someone that I chose to be with. Let’s leave it at that. Okay, babe?”
Hoping he wouldn’t be able to decipher her hidden meaning, Jane knew what had gone on so far between her and Logan that evening, needed de-escalating. And it needed to be done right then!!
“Honey, you need to let go of your mother. It’s wrong to be doing this!!”
But it seemed as if her son was having none of it. Cupping his hand under her chin, Logan directed his mother’s face and lips up to his, pulling the two of them together, until his mouth connected with hers.
“Mom, I can’t help it. Please don’t pull away from me. The only thing I need, is for you to just hold me like you’re doing right now.”
There was something about his plea that didn’t help her resolve to try to do the right thing with Logan. And she sensed that she could be losing the battle with her own moral conscience, as they continued holding onto one another.
“Babe, where do you think this is going to go? I’m your mother…”
“Yes, I know exactly who you are. But it doesn’t change how I feel about you. Now, would you please answer my question?”
With the borderline incestuous conversation taking place between them, Jane felt like her mind was in a fog with Logan’s inappropriate inquiry, regarding his own mother’s last sexual encounter.
“Oh shit, what’s your question again, honey?”
Suddenly filled with an unaccustomed to boldness, Logan hoped, at that moment, he could be as sexually transparent, so it would only help his chances to get through to her.
“I want you to tell me, mother…when was the last time you let a man fuck you the way we both know you need it!!”
“Oh my god, baby, I…it’s just…ohhhh fuck!!”
Because she didn’t try to thwart his advances at the very intimate and direct question he’d asked, and by her response to it, he bent over and easily lifted his relatively petite mother up off the floor.
“Honey, what are you doing? Oh my god, you shouldn’t be doing that!!”
Toting his somewhat-dainty mother, as she lay crossways in his arms, her feet dangling in the air; he carried her out of the living room and toward her bedroom. Securely closing the door all the way shut, he brought her over to the foot of her bed and placed her gently down.
Turning back to the door, he spun the lock mechanism ninety degrees, to make sure they wouldn’t be disturbed, if anyone happened to come home.
Once he had his mother positioned where he wanted, Logan took to his knees on the floor, at the end of her bed.
That’s when she rose, bent at the waist and sat up. Leaning back on her elbows, Jane could see her son’s self-determined demeanor, and wasn’t sure how badly she wanted to get in the way of what was taking place, or if he’d even listen to her, or not.
“Babe, this is wrong and we shouldn’t be doing this. I’m your mother!”
Hoping she wouldn’t do it, he knew he needed to tell her, give her some kind of an ethical out, if it wasn’t something she wanted to see happen between them…
“Okay then, all you gotta do is tell me to stop, mom, and I’ll do whatever you want, no questions asked!!”
“Oh, babe, it’s been a long time since I’ve had a man that I wanted. Someone that makes me feel good, and that I love. That’s your answer. I’ve tried to be good. And I’m not sure I can explain it to you, but something happened last night, too, while I was away from you. And…I was with some people…and I did things that I should be very ashamed of…but…”
“Right now, mom I don’t give a fuck about last night. Just tell me to stop. Tell me you don’t want this…”
As she fell even further under the bewitching spell cast by her red-blooded son, and with him even being bold enough in daring her to get him to stop, she impulsively began spreading her legs under his watchful gaze. And because of the fact that she hadn’t put any panties back on before leaving the hotel earlier that day, Logan was given a very naughty view that most sons never get of their mothers.
Hiking the bottom of her skirt up and resting the hem across her stomach, she gave her son a thorough, uninterrupted first glance at her furry cunt. Jane was hoping he’d understand, that if he proceeded with what he’d been hinting he wanted to do, she wouldn’t put up much of a fight against it.
And with the way she had her legs spread, flauntingly exhibiting her pussy to him, she hoped that the heart of her son exclusively belonged to her. Jane wanted the next words she spoke to help him know the line they were about to travel across was one that she also had looked forward to crossing, as well.
“Babe, I want you to know, it’s been too fucking long since I’ve had a real man and…Oh shit, I need you to eat my pussy, honey!!”
“Oh my fucking god, mom!!!”
Excitingly pushing his face straight into his mother’s sex, Logan’s tongue extended out, quickly meshing into her folds and seeking to please her in any way that he could.
Thinking back to earlier that summer, when he had spent an evening with Teresa Hudgins at the lake, he remembered how successful he’d been in getting her to climax. He then basically began mimicking what he did for her, hoping it would be effective at pleasing and even bringing his mother to the point of orgasm.
As Jane’s head rocked from side to side on the bed, enjoying what was taking place, her moral compass, or what was left of it, was doing battle with her inner urges as she spoke to her son.
“Yes babe…mmmmm, lick my cunt, sweetie…yeaaaahhh!! But oh my god, Logan I can’t help it…this is so wrong!! I’m your mother, your goddamn mother…oh fuuuuck!! But don’t stop now, babe!! With as good as you’re doing, don’t you dare fucking stop!!”
Jane couldn’t believe how good the luxurious feeling felt, that was rocketing through her, coming on to her. And it was all being brought to her by her son. She understood what was happening wasn’t supposed to, due to the fact that it was Logan. And with the things that had taken place the night before, then that same morning at the hotel, and right then in her own bedroom…with her son; Jane knew she needed to be in control and be a good mother, but by then, she had given herself over to the pleasure, and she didn’t want to come back from it.
While her son’s tongue and fingers were working her over, she had begun making plans that as soon as he brought her to orgasm, that she would return the favor, and take his cock into her mouth to do the same thing for him, as well.
Even though Logan had closed the door to his mother’s bedroom, a noticeable sound could be heard coming from somewhere else in the house. It was the voice of his sister, April Fleming calling for the woman, his tongue was buried in right at that moment, and it came across as plain as day.
“Mom, hey mom, can you hear me, are you in your room? I need to talk to you, if you’ve got a moment.”
Coming right up to the other side of the door, trying to turn the locked doorknob, she began knocking on it and calling for her mother again.
“Mom, I can see your light’s on. I’ve got a favor I need to ask you.”
With the loud interruptive sound she was making, neither one of them were able to ignore the fact that April was just on the other side of the door. And then Jane looked down at Logan who hadn’t risen up off his knees, still at the ready to make her cum, and embarrassingly whispered to him…
“Babe, we’re gonna have to stop. I’m so sorry…we shouldn’t have been doing this, anyway. But can you be a dear and go wait this out in my bathroom, while I find out what your sister wants?”
“Uhh, yeah, sure, mom.”
It was as if water had been sprayed on them, like they do with dogs that shouldn’t be mating, when the presence of his sister got in the way of what he was doing. Embarrassed that things hadn’t played out like he wanted with his mother, Logan watched Jane work her way off the bed and then readjust her skirt, while she sauntered herself over to unlock the door of her bedroom, so she could talk with his sister.
As he sat on the toilet seat listening to what seemed to him their mindless chatter, his thoughts centered around the events that led him to this point, to hiding out in his mother’s bathroom.
Knowing that when he talked next to his mom, he would most likely feel ashamed to face her, he hoped that she wouldn’t be angry at him for making the first move in bringing them together as lovers.
But he remembered getting the email a few days before, along with the questionnaire included with it. And once he had answered all the things that the survey asked, it had given him the courage to not give up the longing that he had for his mother. But he wondered if she could even begin to understand him and what he wanted to do with her? And the fact was, he was trying to make sense of it, too.
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Closing the door to her bedroom once Jane had finished talking with her daughter, she was well aware the imminent conversation she was going to have with her son wasn’t going to be an easy one, for either of them.
“Honey, thanks for waiting for me. Look…what we just did…what I just did…oh shit!!”
“Mom, it’s all my fault. If I hadn’t carried you in here and made you do…”
“No Logan, let’s not even go back on any of that. We just need to drop this right here, right now. This never happened…okay? I just need you to realize that your mom is messed up in the head, and the best thing you can do is steer clear of me…before I mess you up, too!!”
“Mom…I’ll never do that. Especially not now!!”
“Babe, we’re not supposed to be doing things like…that!! I’m sorry that I’m such a terrible example and a bad mom to you. I just hope you can forgive me.”
Right then, he wasn’t sure if he should tell her about the email he’d gotten along with the survey. But he didn’t know who else to trust about it. So he decided to go with his gut and then see where the pieces would fall after that.
“Mom, I got this email a few days ago. And I wasn’t sure who it was from, or if it was spam or not. But I went ahead and opened it anyway.”
Already aware of what she knew her son was going to tell her, Jane went ahead and asked him about it.
“Who was it from, babe? Was there any indication who’d sent it to you?”
“Just said that it was some kind of National Sexual Survey relating to family situations.”
“Did you answer it, honey; fill out the questions that were asked?”
“Yeah, I did. Holy shit, mom, the questions…you wouldn’t believe them!! They were mainly about some of the same stuff we were just doing.”
“Honey, if I asked you to promise me you wouldn’t open up anymore emails from those people, could I trust you?”
He didn’t want to answer her one way or the other. The fact was, seeing the questions that it had asked was the main reason why he had become bold enough to make the shameless move and initiate oral sex with his mother.
“Logan, I need you to answer me…will you not open up anymore stuff sent by them?”
“Well, mom, I need something from you, too. Do you promise that we won’t forget what we did here. How the hell can you ask me to believe that what you just let me do to you never fucking happened? I love you, and I know you love me, too.”
“Of course, I love you, babe. But let’s face it, you aren’t supposed to want to do something like that to your own mother. I’m sorry, and because I’m the adult here, I should’ve never let it get as far as it did.”
“Well, technically you aren’t the only adult here. In the eyes of the law, as of my last birthday, I’m an adult, too.”
He carefully stepped closer to her, wanting to take her in his arms again. But Jane understood what could easily take place if she were to allow him to fully embrace her like he had just done, as she had let him do only a little while before that.
“No, honey. We’ve got to stop this…now!! Please, if you really love me like you say you do, I’m asking you…for your sake and mine…at least give me some space, okay?”
“Yeah mom, I do love you. But I wish you’d make up your mind. If it isn’t right that we help each other out…then it isn’t right that you tease me, and act like you want me to make you feel good. That ain’t fucking right, mom, and you goddamn well know it, too!!”
“I’m sorry, baby. And I feel bad that I led you on like that. Tell me, are you gonna tell your dad about this, about what I let you do to me?”
As he stared at his mother, he could tell that he had her in a very precarious situation. The thought flashed through his mind that maybe he could pressure her into doing what he wanted, if he told her that if she didn’t go along with him, that he would tell his father what they had done.
But as he continued looking straight into her gorgeous blue eyes, he recognized a very sweet but scared woman, who he knew he would never, ever do anything to threaten, or harm in any way.
“Mom, I’m going to do whatever you want. And I know I’m just as guilty as you say you are, if not more. But can we just agree that we’re not going to be assholes and act like what you let me do for you, didn’t happen? Can we at least agree on that?”
“All right, sweetie, but please, for right now would you let me be alone for the rest of the night? Maybe we can talk later. Tomorrow’s Saturday and I promised your sister that the two of us would go shopping, while she’s home for the weekend.”
“Is it going to take all day, for you and April to do your thing? I mean I just need to make sure that we’re okay, mom. I’m sorry if I hurt you when I…”
“You haven’t hurt me, babe…”
There was so much more that she wanted to tell her son. But Jane knew if she were to give voice to what was happening inside of her, there was the good possibility the two of them would probably go back to what they doing before that. And if they did that, then they’d probably wind up in her bed in the next few minutes, with her son’s cock unrelentingly driving itself into her pussy.
“It’s just that your mom has had some things happen that I wish I could share with you, but…I can’t. Please just trust me, let me figure out what I need to. Would you do that for me, babe? You say you’re an adult now. Well, that’s something that adults who love each other sometimes do, they give space to the person they say they love. And that’s what I need right now. Do you trust me, Logan? I mean do you really, really fucking trust me, honey??”
Hearing his mother’s audacious use of profanity, not just then but earlier as well, helped him to see that there were issues she was having that were very troubling to her. And he wasn’t sure if he was up to the task of helping her with them. But it wasn’t that he wouldn’t try if she were to ask him to.
“Sure mom, I trust you. You’ve never really given me reason not to.”
“That’s good to know, babe. And I trust you enough to tell me if you feel you can’t. This, this stuff that’s happening right now, your dad and I, along with…you and me, son; it’s just a lot for me to try and deal with. And I don’t want to let you, or your sister down.”
“You could never do that, mom!! You’ve been the best and I probably don’t deserve having you in my life.”
“Don’t say that, don’t you dare say something like that, Logan!! But for right now, can we at least say goodnight? I’ve had a lot happen over the last few days and I just need some sleep, okay?”
“Sure mom.”
Going to give his mom another hug, at first, Jane wasn’t sure if she should allow it to take place, but noting the cherub look on his face, she decided to give him a chance. Allowing her son to take her into his arms, Jane couldn’t miss the powerful scent of her female juices on his mouth and lips when their faces came close. But it was the innocent way he nestled her in his arms, that drew her even more to know that Logan was trustworthy. He had boldly announced that he was an adult too, and with the empathy he had for his mother in respect to her feelings, Jane began to understand that he was showing her that he was mature beyond his years. Unable to resist sinking into him further, she told her son…
“Honey, I can’t afford to lose you. I hope you know how much I need you.”
“You’ll never lose me, mom. I told you I’m yours, no matter what. And I’m not going to tell dad anything about this, I swear I won’t!!”
As much as she was enjoying the embrace and how they were snuggling together, Jane decided that she was going to ask something of her son that he probably wasn’t going to be excited about. But it would be something that she hoped would be good for the both of them, not only for right then, but also in the long run.
“Babe…Logan. I need to ask another favor of you.”
“Okay, mom, whatever it is…just tell me what you want.”
“I need you to give me my space for a while.”
“Hey mom, I told you I was cool with that.”
“I don’t think you understand. I need…I need you to give me at least a couple of weeks.”
“A couple weeks, huh, what does that mean??”
“It means that we shouldn’t be together at least like this, alone together. I just need you to trust me, honey. You said you trust me, and I need you to prove it to me, babe. Just for a couple weeks.”
Still holding her firmly in his arms, Logan’s grasp on his mother slightly tightened at the realization at what she was wanting, of what she was asking of him. And as he thought about her request, he was going to ask one of her, as well.
“If I do this, do what you’re asking me, before we say goodnight. Will you give me something that I want? I promise it isn’t anything like what I did to you…before.”
“Honey, I hope so, I need you to understand how wrong it is for us to be doing things like that.”
“I know, mom. But please, if I do what you want, will you at least do what I want, too?”
“Oh Logan, I just need to be sure that you’re not gonna try and do what I shouldn’t have let you do!!”
“Mom, I love you and wouldn’t lie to you about anything. Now, are you going to do what I’m going to ask you? I need your answer first. You need to show me that you trust me, too.”
“Okay honey, I’ll do it. What is it you want from me babe?”
“This right here…”
Wanting to show her how unable he was to resist the temptation of tasting her sultry lips any longer, Logan pulled her even tighter into a lover’s embrace and tilted his head down until her mouth and his became joined.
“Mmmmphhh, babe, I don’t think we should…”
“Relax mom, if I’m not going to be with you the way I want for at least the next two weeks, then you can’t blame me. I just want you to know how much I’m going to miss you.”
“Hmmmpphhh, oh my god, Logan!!”
Finding how ineffective she was at resisting her own son’s amorous advances, Jane felt her body go limp, as she altogether surrendered herself over to allowing Logan’s tongue to enter her mouth and sensually wrestle with her own. As her lips parted even further, and she felt the grip of his arms tighten even more, Jane realized there hadn’t been a man who had given her a fiery and passionate make-out kiss as the one she was getting from her son, in a long, long time.
“Babe, this is…oh, honey!! What the fuck are you doing to me??”
As his mind was driven by an unspeakable desire that made him feel so isolated, Logan Fleming reluctantly released his mother. Wearing a sad face, he grudgingly stepped away from her. But there was one simple reason he had released her from his grasp. If he wanted her to ever unerringly trust him, he’d have to show her that he was worthy of it. Even if it had taken all of his willpower to pull himself away from an incestuous kiss that once he’d started it, his mother had become a willing participant in it as well.
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With what he had just witnessed between mother and son, he knew it was time to make the phone call.
“Hey Sam, yeah, it’s me. I just saw them and I don’t think it’s going to be long until she’s going to let him fuck her. I figured it was going to happen today. But then they got interrupted. And now she’s saying something to him about waiting two weeks. I’m not sure what that’s all about. But you better let Leslie know.”
The man on the other end of the phone conversation asked him a question.
“You saw it? The hidden camera’s working good in her bedroom?”
“Oh hell, yeah it is!! They got up to him eating her pussy just a few minutes ago. But that’s as far as it went, ’cause like I said, they were interrupted and I don’t think she even got to cum. But I think it’s safe to have her send him a link to the video.”
“You don’t think he’ll recognize you, do you?”
“I can’t be sure if that’ll happen, but as it is right now, I can’t worry about it. We’re too far into this to let that be a problem.”
“Okay, as soon as we hang up, I’ll give her a call.”
“Sounds good, Sam. Let’s see where this goes from here. Talk to you later.”
Once that phone conversation had finished, Sam made the call that he anticipated would help things spin even faster between Jane Fleming and her son. And it also made him hope that Jane’s friend Iris would also be affected by this, too. After all, he had been the one who had set the wheels in motion for the two of them to meet at Jane’s church. He had banked on the inevitability of it, since Iris’ and Jane’s sons were teammates on the school swim team. But he never thought that things would move as fast as they seemed to be. And he hoped that Leslie Wilder would be happy with how he was helping with her research.
“Hey Leslie, this is Sam. Yeah, our man just called and assured me the wheels are in motion. Yep, he’s thinking the same thing. Right now’s probably the perfect time to email the kid the link to his mom’s video. No, I don’t think if Logan shows it to him that Jesse would recognize me, it’s been too long. And besides that, my stepson’s never seen me naked, although his mother has. And who knows…maybe she will again?”
Once he set the disconnected phone down, he hoped he was doing the right thing. But right about then, Sam Peterson’s main concern was going out to eat and getting his steak medium rare, just the way he liked it.
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Two days later, on late Sunday afternoon, Logan Fleming received an email alert on his phone. When he checked it out before opening it, whoever the sender was didn’t make it easy for him to know who they were. It was strange, because as far as he could tell, there didn’t seem to be any indication of who or where it had originated from.
There was a message accompanied with a hyperlink in the email…
Logan, you have a choice to make. If you choose to click on the link and watch the video, you’ll only be able to watch it one time. BUT, if you right-click on the link and do a one-time download of the video to any device of your choosing, you’ll have unlimited access to it. Or, if you want, you can simply delete this email without doing anything with it. Choose wisely.
Yours truly,
Me
P.S. Just in case you’re thinking this is spam or a junk email sent to you. Think again. You don’t want to pass this one up. And like I said before…Choose wisely.
A Friend
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He wasn’t sure what he should do. He had more-or-less promised his mother that he wouldn’t open any more strange emails. But with what this one was referring to, some kind of video, well that had definitely gotten his attention.
Going to his laptop, he opened his email folder and found the same one that had appeared on his phone. With his right hand holding the mouse, he knew he had a decision to make. Either he could left-click on the link and see what the video was. Or, he knew the sender had told him he could right-click and download what was most likely an .mp4 or maybe a .mov file. Then, of course, there was the last option, totally delete the email and send it to his trash folder. But with his rabid curiosity eating away at him, there wasn’t any way he was going to make that decision.
“What the hell is this thing? And who the fuck is it that sent it to me?? And I don’t even know if I can even trust that this isn’t some kind of dangerous file that’s going to totally screw up my computer???”
Doing his best to try and figure out what he should do, he decided he’d try and hit the reply button. But as he went to do that, he saw that it wasn’t even something he could do with it being greyed out. So whoever it was, they weren’t going to allow him to send them any responding messages. So, taking a risk that he hoped wouldn’t end up biting him in the ass, he right-clicked on the hyperlink and began downloading the file to a folder he had just created on his desktop.
*****
The total download time was about a minute, with the file size being about 400 megabytes. And, as far as he could tell, the length of the video was around a total of eight minutes long.
Logan held his breath as he double-clicked on the file to open it. And when the QuickTime Player app opened up, he began watching what had been sent to him.
And with what he was watching onscreen it didn’t take long until he was holding his breath again.
“Oh yesss, fuck yesss, Tom!! Mmmmmmm that’s sooo good. Eat my cunt Tommy, make me cum sweetie, fuck yeeeaaaah…!!”
“Oh my god, mom. What the hell are you doing here??”
Continuing his watching, Logan saw another man who he had no way of recognizing bring his mother to orgasm with his tongue right there in front of him. And then she had encouragingly pulled him on top of her as whoever the guy named Tom was began fucking his mother big time.
“Yes, Tom, fuck me. Fuck me, Tom. I haven’t had this in a long time. I haven’t let my husband fuck me like this for years now.”
Logan was totally mesmerized by what he was allowed to see. There was his own mother, as far as he could tell, willingly allowing herself to be videoed, not looking to be coerced at all, begging to be fucked.
“Yes, Tom. Yes, Tom, keep fucking me!! Fuck meeee!! Put that cock as deep in my pussy as you can. Mmmmmm, you’re being such a good boy, fuck me, Tom!!”
And then he felt his erection just about try and leap out of his pants when the camera zoomed in tight, so all you could see was Tom’s cock moving in and out of his mom’s pussy.
“Oh fuck, mom. This must’ve been what you were talking about, when you said you did something. Oh wow, you sure fucking did!!”
“You’re fucking me good, Tommy; nice and good, baby!!”
As he watched his mother and the Tom guy kissing, he couldn’t help feeling very jealous when he watched that going on.
Suddenly, what he was watching changed, because Tom wasn’t in it anymore, but it was also different because his mother was totally naked on the screen. And that wasn’t the only thing that had changed, he saw she now had somebody behind her. And whoever that was, was fucking her from behind.
Seeing her accommodate whoever it was for not too long, the action changed dramatically when he watched his mom do something that shook him to his core. He thought he was having a nightmare once he saw somebody place the line of cocaine underneath his mother’s nose.
“Here Jane, we’ve got some more smack for you, honey, this’ll give you a lift.”
“Oh shit, mom!! Oh hell, noooo, don’t fucking do that!! What the hell, mom???”
He didn’t think he’d ever see something as crazy as he was. His own mother snorting cocaine?? He thought it was unbelievable, but he couldn’t deny what he had just seen her do onscreen when she sucked the stuff right up into her nose. And then the obscenity that came out of her mouth once she’d ingested the drug up through her nose.
“Holy shit, what a fucking rush!!”
He had no way of knowing who the man was behind her, that she was allowing to forcefully fuck her, but he could tell, she was very much getting into it as she was on her hands and knees in front of him.
“Yes, yesssss motherfucker, you need to fuck me harder, goddammit!!”
“Holy fuck, mom. I can’t believe you’re even saying this! It’s gotta be the coke making you do that. And whoever that fucker is, he’s really driving it into you hard. Oh my god!!”
“Oh yeah, yeah fuck me!!”
“Yeah Jane, I can’t hold it, bitch, I’m gonna cum!!”
Even though his voice could be clearly heard, he didn’t recognize it at all.
“Ummmmm, yeah Jane, you’re a seriously good fuck!”
“Yeah…cum in me. I need this, I need this so bad…”
Logan could definitely tell that his mom was getting into the sex, as he watched her push herself back on the guy as he was plowing into her, even after he had orgasmed inside her.
“Don’t stop fucking me!! Just because you’ve cum in me, doesn’t mean I want you to stop!!”
Even as intense as what he’d just watched his mother do, what happened next almost made her son have a heart attack. There was a man who came into the scene from the front of her. And what he told her, shook Logan to his core, as he watched his mother uncoerced, initiate oral sex on him.
“You’re going to suck my cock. I’m going to put it in your pretty mouth…and you’re going to suck it for me, Jane.”
And when he saw the man’s hands keeping his mother subserviently looking down, she didn’t even try to look up into the man’s face. It scared him when he realized that what he was watching his mother do, was turning him on, as well.
“Yesssss, that’s nice…sooo nice, Jane!! Suck it, yesss, that’s good!!”
As he watched his mother submissively taking the man’s circumcised erection into her mouth, Logan fought against the temptation to reach for his own hardened cock and masturbate at what his mother seemed to be doing so well.
“Ohhhh, you’re such a sweet cocksucker, yessss, don’t stop, Jane!!
For just a second, the man’s soft and subtle voice that was just above a whisper seemed like it should be recognizable to him, but then again he thought he couldn’t be sure.
“Oh fuck, mom. I’ve dreamed about you sucking my cock like that. Oh dear god!!”
As he saw the unknown man toying with her by pulling his cock away from her mouth, it aroused him again, seeing how devoted his mom appeared to be to please the stranger.
“You need to put it back in, silly. How can I suck it if you won’t let me have it in my mouth first?”
In all the times that he had lusted after his mother, what he was watching her do in the video was probably the number-one thing he would always fantasize about. And here she was doing what it was he wanted courtesy of whoever had sent him this video. He lustfully thought to himself what a turn-on his mother was. He could see she was so into it, that she had lots of saliva dripping out of her mouth.
“Yes, you haven’t forgotten what to do, have you, Jane? Taste my cock and lick it like a good cocksucker! You are wanting to be a good cocksucker for me, aren’t you?”
But then Logan thought with the nasty things his mother was allowing to be done to her, it was like he was watching a porn video with her as the star. But then he saw her act like she was going to say something, and he wondered if it had anything to do with the nasty question the stranger had just asked her.
“Yes.”
After he heard her submissively give the man her answer, Logan paused the video.
“Oh my fucking god, mom! This is just off the fucking wall!! Where were you at and what the fuck were you thinking, when you let them do this?? I know you’re gonna want to kill me if you ever find out about me seeing this video. But holy fuck, this is just blowing my fucking mind!!”
And then he resumed watching the video again, simply because he couldn’t pull himself away from looking at it.
“That’s good, because I’m almost there, and I want you to let me finish in your mouth, Jane.”
“Oh shit, mom, I don’t think this guy’s gonna be happy with you doing this to him only once. I know I wouldn’t. I’d be wanting that every fucking day and night. That’s for sure!!”
Continuing to watch the action, Logan fought back a gasp, as he saw the stranger begin bucking his hips, becoming even more a participant in the oral sex his mother was performing. With what he was doing Logan could see the man’s cock pushing even further between his mother’s lips, making it even more pleasurable for him, as if he was fucking her mouth.
“I’m almost there, almost…there…Yesss, I’m…!!”
“Oh shit, mom, I think he’s…oh holy fucking hell, mom, this guy…you’re letting him jizz…in your mouth. Oh holy fuck!!”
“Uhhhggghhh…fuuuucK!!! Oh Jane…Jane!! Yesssss…sooo good…cumming in your mouth!!”
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End of part four
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