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Later that Night [m/f, incest Mother/Son]
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Later that Night
Since my Father had died and my brother and I had gone back to school my Mother's life
had deteriorated. She let her friendships go and stopped being social in nearly all regards. So itas that after we had sex that first morning we spoke very little. After a short time I told her thtI wanted to go workout at the club down the street and that I might try to catch up with some of
my old high school buddies. She planned on getting some things done around the house. I said
I'd be back probably after dinner some time and I'd see her then. I really wanted to get out for a
while and try to figure out how I felt about what had happened.
I had a late morning workout at the club, all the while thinking about what I had done. I
felt kind of sick to my stomach now that my libido had been satiated. After exercising I caught
up with my friend Paul. We hung around his house shooting the shit and watching t.v. until late
afternoon. Around 5:00pm we hooked up with another of our friends, Chris, who was 21. Chris
picked us up some beer and we went back to his apartment across town. We ordered a pizza
and drank beer. I just wasn't myself until I had a couple of beers in me.
By about 8:00pm I was a little buzzed and my conscience had digested along with the
beer. I felt my libido return with a vengeance. By 8:30pm I couldn't stand it any longer. I left e
guys, adding that I had to check in on my Mother, she hadn't been feeling well. It was a strange
feeling at that moment when I admitted to myself that I was going home to have her again. The
strangest and most exciting thing was that I new now that not only was it possible but that it was
likely. How could she refuse me now?
I got home around 9:00pm and my Mother was sitting on the couch I had taken her on
earlier and watching t.v. She had obviously showered and changed since then. I think she was
wearing green jeans and a yellow shirt. Seeing her brought it all back and in my buzzed state it
excited the hell out of me. I could hardly even think of her the same way. Anyway, I had
another plan. I wasn't ready to just come right out and say "hey Mom, let's have sex". Clearly I
would have to be more subtle than that though no where near as sneaky as that morning. "Hi,
I'm home." I said cheerfuly through my buzz.
"Hi Jim. Did you see some of your old friends." She still sounded sort of out of it though
now she was clearly feeling awkward. Her face looked both distracted and concerned.
"Ya, I hung out with Chris and Paul for a while. I worked out too. My back is killing me."
I said begining my ploy. I went over to the love seat across from her and sat down with a thump
and a grunt. "What'd you do all day?"
She was avoiding eye contact with me, still with that concerned, even worried face. She
was feeling how I had felt earlier. "Caught up on a few things around here, went grocery
shopping. That's about it." I was really getting excited. She seemed so vulnerable and sexy
and the truth was I truly did love her even though my passions had become so twisted. I could
see myself taking her to the brink again, feeling her warm feminine body beneath me.
"I'm going to jump in the hot-tub and soak my muscles. Why don't you go grab your suit
and join me. I'm gonna put mine on right now." Sure I would have liked to have said let's go in
nude but I didn't think she was ready to face the truth what had happened or what was still going
on. Certainly, though, under the circumstances, she had to have known in the back of her mind
where I was going with this. She hesitated, said nothing. "Come on" I said looking her breifly in
the eyes, "I'm going to go change." I got up and started walking toward the stairs.
"Alright," she said, getting to her feet slowly. "I'll meet you out there." Yes! I couldn't
wait to touch her again, to slip a finger into her, play with her... taste her. I took a piss then
changed quickly and went out to the back porch where she had the hot-tub. I turned the tub
lights on only. No overheads. The back porch was hiddenffrom the neighbors by trees but the
reduced light was more appealing, anyway. I hopped in wearing a pair of bathing trunks and
started the water jets and bubbles. It really did feel great.
A couple minutes later she came out in a puple design one-piece. I couldn't help but
stare at her mound through the bathing suit. I had seen her down there and been inside of her.
She inched into the hot water and took a seat across from me. The buzz just wouldn't let me
wait for opportunities. As obvious as it was I faked restlessness in the water, floated around for
one minute then moved in next to her. "Nice, huh?" I said. I had to break the tension.
"Mmm. Very." She said. I put my arm around her and rubbed her back in a fumbling
non-sober kind of way. She looked away from me in what I imagined was a sort of
understanding shame. For the second time in one day she let me see her hand. She was going
to let me do what I wanted but felt disgraced about it. I really don't think she wanted me sexuallyut when she turned herself over to the experience was able to get physical if not mental
gratification from it. I grabbed her breasts. Nothing sneaky or smooth about it, I just slipped myrms around her and took them into my hands. She didn't really react, just looked away and
yeilded.
I was out of my mind driven by alcohol. "Come up here", I said, pulling her up by her
breasts a little onto my right leg. She had to straddle it, sitting with her back to me. I felt hemound on my leg and imagined her pussy beneath. She obeyed gracefuly. We had been in the
water together maybe five minutes and I was already busy pulling the straps of her suit off her
shoulders and down over her breasts. This was the first time I had seen them well.
Her breasts were mid B cups and only slightly sagging. Her nipples stood erect from the
middle of light pink circles, not too big, not too small. I took one of them into my right hand andook hold of her nipple. I pulled at it and shook it gently, feeling and seeing her breast react.
moved my head around to her other side and took her other nipple into my mouth. I sucked on
this nipple that had fed my as a baby, now a man taking pleasure in a new form. After a few
moments of this pleasure I pushed on, bolder than ever.
My right hand moved down over her still covered stomach and down to the joing of her
thighs. I stroked the sot flesh of her inner thighs and began kissing her neck and feeling her leftreast again. She was going with it more naturally now and had closed her eyes. My fingers
found the edge of the fabric of her suit and pushed under. They slid across her hair and pubic
mound and down to her clitoris. The change in texture was fantastic. Her hairless nub was
smooth and soft and I stroked it gently. She rocked with me now and I let my fingers push
deeper finding the gap leading in. Just at the entrance to her vagina she was excreting juice. I
could feel it mixing with the water and escaping. My fingers plunged into her and she rose off
my leg to facilitate a smoother entry. I felt with my finger tips the inner walls of her hole, slicwith their own juice and soft beyond measure. I pushed against them, testing them, enjoying
them.
I pulled them out almost too quickly. I stopped all action for an awkward second fighting
off the impending orgasm I was on the edge of. It passed; thank God. After a second I said,
"hold on I'll be right back." I jumped out of the water trying to move as quickly as possible so shwouldn't have second thoughts. I ran down to the pool below, boner protruding and grabbed a
rubber tanning raft she had down there. I came back up with the raft and layed it down with the
end coming just into the hot-tub. My Mother was leaning back with her arms covering her
breasts and her eyes closed. There was something so obsenely exciting about seeing her this
way, bathing suit yanked down past her tits, covering herself, vulnerable and waiting.
"Here, lay down on this." I stepped back in and took her arm leading her to the raft.
"What?" She asked quitely. "You want me to lay down? What? Like, on my back?" I
sat her down on the thing, legs hanging back over the edge and into the tub.
"Ya, just lay back, o.k.?" She obeyed, keeping her arms wrapped around her breasts.
"Ya, that's fine." I said while reaching up to her suit straps. She closed her eyes then and I
peeled her suit down, over her stomach, past her hips. I felt like I was raping her. She lifted hebutt to allow me to strip her fully then and she was revealed once more. I tossed the suit to the
side and moved my face in between her hanging legs. I lifted them up over my shoulder and
held them lightly by her lower thighs. I shoved my head then into her pussy and explored her
fully with my tongue.
I licked her lips and sucked on her clit. She tasted fine. When I looked up her head was
to the side and her mouth was slightly open. She was getting off! I was eating out my Mother
and she was getting off. It was unreal. I reached up and took one of her breasts and began to
kneed it passionately while I lapped and sucked her cunt. I came dangerously close to blowing it
again. She was probably getting there too because there was moving and groaning slightly.
"Come down here again." This time I was commanding; I was going to take my due now. She
slid back into the water with me. I wrapped my arms around her squeezed her ass, probed her
and generaly felt her naked body up while kissing her neck. She squirmed amiably now.
"Here get up on this", I said, turning her away from me and helping her onto her knees
on the second step getting into the tub. Her ass came out of the water in that position at a
perfect height to fuck her Doggy style. She went into position naturally, bending at the waist and
laying her arms and shoulders on the rim of the tub. Her tits hung over the edge dangling. I
moved into position dropping my shorts. My Mom's ass proped up revealing all her charms as I
had never dared to imagine her before. Her anus stared prominently back at me as I pushed
myself into her vagina. She moved to receive and I started to drill her. I took her by the hips
and blasted away, fucking her like there was no tomarrow. She was moaning when I wet my
thumb and began to massage her anus. As I built towards orgasm I forced my thumb more and
more toward penetration. Her breasts bounced wildly as I fucked into her. Then it was there the
moment. I crossed the boundry and entered her ass. I thumb screwed her anus maybe twice
before we erupted again together.
Getting out of that was less awkward than earlier it had been. We were both tired and went to
seperate beds for sleep. It was the last night we slept seperately for a while.
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