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|Introduction: A crumbling family whose only hope for stability is far past tabboo..|
Author’s notes: If you’re into those sex stories that fail to develop the characters or situation and jump right
into the sex, then I advise you to turn back immediately (and watch some porn), because this is not for you.
Enter the Johnsons. They are your average, suburban, American family. At the head is Tom, the
44-year-old father of three, who, because of several of his features, is very often thought to be a young man. He is muscular, with chiseled abs, brown hair, green eyes, and smooth, slightly tanned skin. He is also a tall man (about 6’4”). Tom is a very well-to-do, diligent man, who works many hours as the director of sales for a major tech company downtown.
Next up is his perfect, loving housewife, Katie. She is in her late thirties, and is still a very beautiful woman. She is a brunette, with hair flowing down to her waist. She also has blue eyes, milky skin, flat abs, and an ass that is both large enough to be grabbed and slapped, but small enough to fit in moderately-sized jeans. Her tits, however, are what make her black paint on a white wall. She is a natural D-cup, and her perky breasts bounce and jiggle whenever she walks.
Regardless of the perfection of the two, the couple have been distant lately; primarily due to the fact that Tom is always staying late at the office. In fact, for the past several months, the two have had fewer conversations than a mother-in-law might have with a daughter-in-law for years. Furthermore, for the past few months, Katie has been suspicious of Tom. She believes that he is growing less attracted to her and staying late at the office to fuck the secretaries. Tom, on the other hand, has realized his wife’s suspicions, and in turn believes that she may be sleeping with her Pilates instructor. The slight strain in the couple’s relationship has also made it harder to connect with the kids, and threatens to ruin the family.
Finally, enter their three teens, Laura, Lexis, and Robert. Laura and Lexis are twins, both a few minutes apart; Laura being the elder of the two. The two twins are both 16, and are extremely close to one another. They eat, sleep, shop, travel, study, laugh, and do just about everything together. And of course, they are almost like carbon copies of each other. Laura is 5’5”, with blue eyes, brown hair, and a beautiful body. Lexis is also 5’5”, with green eyes, brown hair, and a body to die for. Taking after their mother, both daughters have large tits. They are large, round breasts that are irresistible. Both sisters act alike (due to their close relationship and admiration for each other). They are both outgoing, bubbly, and have many friends. Although the two of them have dibbled and dabbled here and there, both are still virgins who have been in and out of several, short-lived relationships. The two are curious about sex, but none of them yet have the courage to discuss the details of their curiosity amongst one other.
Then there’s Robert, who is awkwardly mixed into the family. He is 15, and although he is not very distant from his sisters, the two sides tend to argue with each other – sister-sister versus lone brother. Robert is tall, like his father, and very handsome. He has clearly developed beyond his age. As a preteen boy, he was a bit chubby, but as he entered high school and began playing sports and hanging out with friends, he became fit and muscular. He is brown-haired, blue-eyed, and has a face that most girls he deals with want to praise. Although Robert is a physical babe-magnet, he is shy, and has only a group of close friends. He does, however, have a large collection of fantasies and sexual desires, but has not yet gained the courage to act on them.
Due to his loneliness, Robert tends to veer towards his mother, who was an only-child and understands Robert’s situation more, while the sisters tend to fall back on their father, who cherishes his beautiful, star daughters with all his heart. Also, due to their difference in ideals, Robert and his father are somewhat distant. Tom is a jock, who loves to watch sports, work on his car, or delve into just about any other stereotypically ultra-masculine activity that exists, while Rob, on the other hand, is a nerd at heart (regardless of the sports he plays), who loves to read books, play video games, and surf the internet. This wedge in their relationship brings son closer to mother and sisters closer to father.
The family is falling apart, and over the course of the next few months, things occur that might either worsen or remedy the situation.
It was after school on a hot, May Friday. Robert knew that his sisters were going to be out shopping with some of their friends, and that his parents were going to be out celebrating their anniversary. Therefore, Rob was very excited. Perhaps he would go to one of his friend’s houses, and they would play a video-game, or perhaps he was just going to stay home and watch the last fifteen minutes of the latest Misfits episode. While juggling his several options and planning out his evening, Robert did not notice the sprinkler turn on ahead of him. The currently absent-minded Rob walked right into a thick barrage of water. The cold water collided with his warm skin, quickly bringing him back into reality.
“Shit!” shouted Rob as he realized that his shirt and book bag were wet.
“On a Friday? Really?!” continued Rob while looking up to the sky, as if communicating with god.
When Rob got home, he used his key to get into the house, and realized that the alarm did not sound, as it should have. “Strange.” Rob looked over at the panel. “Maybe they just forgot to lock the house down before they left.” After reassuring himself, Rob dropped his wet book-bag, and took his shirt off, exposing his bare chest and abs. Due to the chilly, air-conditioned climate of their home, Rob would only freeze with his wet shirt on. Rob then walked into the kitchen when he heard a strange noise coming from the family room.
Remembering the alarm, Rob hesitated, thinking that someone may have broken in, but after gathering what little courage and energy he had in him, Rob walked toward the family room door and slowly opened it. He was shocked to find his mother crying on the couch.
“Mom?” At first, Rob was in slight disbelief. Weren’t they supposed to be out?
“Mom, what are you doing here crying? What’s going on?”
Rob walked around the couch and stood in front of his mother. She slowly raised her face to Rob, and he quickly realized that she was not wearing a shirt. Her bra barely contained her large tits, and her cleavage could have given an old man a heart attack. Rob’s penis began to harden.
The mascara on her face ran with her tears down her cheeks, and the bangs around her eyes were wet and sticking to her forehead.
“It’s your… father.” Her voice cracked as she struggled to form words.
Rob’s boner was forming rapidly, and he did not want his mother to see such a thing at a moment like this. He quickly walked over to her and sat beside her. He then placed his left arm around her back, and began to massage her, in order to calm her down and cheer her up a bit.
“He…” Katie slowed her crying down as Rob slowly caressed her, “…he can’t make it to the anniversary.”
“Because…” a surge of tears, “… because of a fucking meeting!” She let out more tears and repeated. “He can’t make it because of a fucking meeting!”
For a few seconds, Rob did not know what to say or do. He was now horny, and did not want to miss this chance to feel up on a woman, but at the same time, did not want to get too sexual with his mother. After all, it was his mother, and this situation was a bit too inappropriate to be thinking about sex.
Rob came in closer to his mother and wrapped his left arm around her back while placing his left hand on her left shoulder. He then placed his face on her right shoulder.
“Mom.” He paused. His stern tone shocked Katie a bit, and she slowed her crying. “Mom, I understand your sadness-”
“You don’t!” Katie interrupted and began to cry. “You don’t have a wife who is…” tears, “… who is constantly… neglecting… you.” She could barely say the word “neglecting,” as if it was her fear or her source of pain.
“No, I don’t.” He snapped back immediately. “I’m not in your situation, but I’m your son.” A pause, to indicate that he was serious, and that she ought to stop crying and listen. “I’m not stupid, mom. I’ve seen the tension between you two, and I know that you’re not as close as you used to be. And it hurts me when I see that, and when I see you crying here because of that tension. When I see my own mother, someone as elegant and beautiful as you, crying here, it makes me sad.”
He paused, and his mother slightly looked toward him. Her crying slowed. Rob quickly took advantage of the situation by taking his right hand, moving it to her face, and using his fingers to remove the tears from under her eyes. “Stop crying, mom.”
Rob was at one point in the conversation afraid of getting too close and personal with his mother, as such a thing was uncomfortable (for obvious reasons), but he was now being controlled by his cock, and by his desires to see such a beautiful woman naked. Rob took his hand from his mother’s face, placed his right arm around her chest and put his right hand on his mother’s arm. He gently rested his arm on her breasts, and moved his face and legs closer to her face and legs. He was hugging her from the side, and their bodies were now completely intertwined. He felt her large and soft breasts on his arm as his warm body rubbed up against his mother’s arm and torso.
Remember mom,” he started calmly, “I don’t want to see you cry like this, and you shouldn’t, because then your son will suffer. And if you have to cry, or feel sad, then you always have me to cry on.” He could barely think with his boner and his sinful thoughts.
“But what if I don’t want to cry anymore?”
“If you don’t want to cry, mom, than think of dad in a different way.” A pause. “Dad is out working now not because he hates you, but because he has to provide for you, for me, and for us. If he didn’t have his job to support us, then you would not be crying on this couch. You would probably be in some apartment in the ghetto, or…” Rob’s horniness repelled his fear and made him bold, “or, because you’re so beautiful, maybe a whorehouse.”
She let out a small laugh. “Stop!” said Katie playfully.
Katie stopped crying. For a few minutes, the two kept their hug and rocked back and forth slowly. Rob’s hard-on was still firm as ever, and as his mother turned her head further toward Rob’s position, she noticed it. She had not seen her son’s cock for at least a decade, and was shocked that it had grown so large. Through his sweatpants, she noticed its shape and size, and she slightly jumped.
Katie could not take her eyes off it. She kept telling herself that this was her beloved son, who she raised, fed, and supported as a good mother, while somewhere, deep within the farthest recesses of her mind, she thought of grabbing hold of the cock, sucking it with all her womanly might, and fucking it like a maniac. The very thought made her a bit wet, and as she continued to fail at suppressing these thoughts, she became hornier. After a few minutes, her pussy became extremely wet. A moist and damp circle of wetness began to seep through her panties and was visible on her white pants. Her nipples began to harden, and their shape became visible through the bra.
Nervously, Katie moved her torso upwards, and in doing so, her nipples collided with Rob’s arm. Rob was shocked that such a thing had occurred, and he felt his boner jump in his sweatpants.
Wanting to avoid any higher forms of intimacy, Katie overcame her horny self and quickly stood. “I… I guess I’m going to put something more comfortable on, then?”
Rob was so wrapped up in the fantasy of fucking his own mother that he barely realized her standing.
“Yeah, I guess. I’m going to go take a shower.”
As his mother quickly walked away, he began to realize his thoughts and actions. He was disgusted at himself for doing such a thing to his own mother, and his cock quickly softened. Whatever that was, he was sure going to make sure that it would not happen again.
“Or maybe a whorehouse? Jeez, what was I thinking?” asked Rob to himself as he finished drying off after his shower. He was now slightly horny, both reveling in the memory of being so close to a hot woman, and full of regrets for having those thoughts about his mother. Initially, as he walked towards the mirror in his bathroom, he felt disgust as he looked at himself. “Come on Rob, its mom, not some girl from school.” He attempted to remind himself that his mother was the one at the center of his fantasies. “It’s your loving mom, who married your dad and had sex to make you.”
He quickly realized he made a mistake when talking of sex and his mother. The thought of his nude mother bouncing up and down on a hard cock, her breasts jiggling and banging against her sweaty skin, and moaning in pleasure before being filled by sperm effectively restored his horniness. His cock quickly became fully erect, and pre-cum began forming at the tip of it. At about 10 seconds of his fantasizing, Rob took his left hand and slowly placed it on his forehead, as if ashamed or embarrassed.
“Why does mom have to be so hot?!” He thought. “Why can’t she be like other moms, or regular?” Rob slowly returned to a state-of-fantasy, and could imagine his mother on her knees, deep-throating his hard, erect cock as her saliva ran down her cheeks and fell from the shaft of his cock. He could imagine her sweating and making noises, struggling to satisfy her horny son. He could imagine her tits bouncing back and forth as the cock entered and left her soft, wet mouth. Rob’s cock jumped as the flood of emotions and fantasies overcame his body, and cum began shooting from his erect cock, as if water from a hose. The thick, rich sperm landed on the bottom of the mirror, and slowly sunk onto the sink.
“S-shit.” Rob was shocked at what had just occurred, and quickly realized that he was still fully erect and horny as ever, with thoughts of his mom flooding his mind.
Rob knew that his hard-on would not soften until it was satisfied. He was extremely horny, and no matter much he thought of his mother, he would not soften until he jacked-off. Disregarding the sperm on the mirror, Rob quickly walked towards the bathroom door when the unbelievable occurred.
Katie stood motionless in the master bedroom, her arms rested on her dresser. She wondered to herself, “What happened down there? Why the hell was I so horny? And why was his cock so big? Why was I so attracted to my own son?! She remembered his cock bulging through his sweatpants, his bare chest on her upper arm, and his ripped abs to her side. She thought of what might happen if she reached over and grabbed his cock through his pants, or what might happen if she turned to him and started French kissing him, their tongues interlocked as saliva ran down their cheeks.
Katie felt her heart rate accelerating, and a little sweat formed on her forehead. “W-what am I thinking!” said Katie under her breath. She remembered all those moments of mother-son affection between the two. She remembered two months prior, when her son turned 15. She remembered the hug he gave her after he blew his birthday candles. She remembered her breasts hitting his chest as he wrapped his arms around hers and placed them on her back, and as horniness began to distort her psyche, she imagined him reaching his hands down to her ass, grabbing it, and slapping it through her pants, with all his masculine strength. She imagined him kissing her neck as he played with her ass, and moving his hands down her pants to her pussy, all while standing in front of her two daughters, and her jealous husband.
Katie quickly unbuttoned her pants and dropped them, leaving in its stead a pair of wet underwear. She used her right hand to take one of her plump breasts out of the bra, and reached for the nipple. As she reached for her vagina, she snapped back to reality, and realized her actions.
“Christ!” Katie felt great disgust for herself, and let out a couple of tears. “What the hell am I doing?” She removed her hand from her tit.
Katie was infatuated by her son. Regardless of the constant reminders of whom he was, and what they were to each other, she could not stop thinking about him intimately. She had enough willpower to prevent herself from masturbating, but her mind was near possessed by her horniness.
“Let me go over to his room.” she thought. Perhaps she just needed to thank him and talk with him more to lessen some of this horniness.
With only her underwear and her bra, she walked over to his room and opened the door. She noticed that it was empty and remembered that he had to take a shower. She heard the water go off several minutes ago, so she figured that he was dressed and finished. She walked towards the door, opened it, and was dumbfounded at what happened next.
Rob’s mother beat him to the door. She opened it quickly, and took one step inside before freezing. Her son was in front of her, naked, with his hard chest and abs exposed, and because she had taken a step inside, the tip of his hard cock now rested on the upper-thigh of her left leg.
Katie quickly looked down, and first noticed her bare breast. “Shit! I forgot!” was what she thought when she saw her exposed tit. She looked further and noticed her son’s hard cock on her thigh. It was thick, and longer than his father’s, with a bit of peach fuzz forming at the end of the shaft.
Rob first noticed his mom’s large, exposed tit. It sat on top of her bra, and its nipple had hardened. She had also taken her pants off, and one could obviously see the wet patch on her panties. If the situation was a bit different, he would have stared at it longer, but the fact that the tip of his cock rested on his mother’s thigh was far more important.
Neither of the two could move. It was as if they had been paralyzed as soon as the door opened.
After Rob looked down at his boner, pre-cum began to form at the tip of his cock, and it slid down his mother’s thigh. His mother stood before him, with her tit exposed, her ass out, her pussy wet, and his cock on her smooth leg. He released a load of cum on his mother’s thigh as he stared in shock at the beautiful creature before his eyes.
As the thick load hit Katie’s thigh, she jumped back, and the remainder of his load landed on her underwear.
“M-mom…” Rob could barely speak after the ordeal.
His mother quickly looked up at him and snapped back to reality. “Rob. We-”
“I’m sorry mom, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it!”
“Robbie, Robbie… its fine. We just need to clean this mess up.” Katie looked down at Rob’s cock and noticed that it had not yet softened. Cum slowly oozed from the tip.
“Um… I’ll go get some… tissue from my room.” stammered Katie, who was almost frozen in place as she examined his cock.
Katie nearly ran out of the room, with her son’s warm cum sliding down her leg. She entered her room, went to her tissue box, and started wiping up some of the thick cum from her leg. She then took her cum-soaked underwear off and sat on the side of her bed to get the remainder of the sperm off. Her womanly fluids flowed from her vagina when she thought of what had occurred. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she heard her son’s voice in front of her.
“Mom. I found some tissues.” said Rob as he barged into the room with his head down. By the time he had looked up, he noticed his mother sitting on her bed ahead of him, her vagina exposed and his hard cock in front of her face.
At that moment, Katie lost her mind. Her hot son’s boner stood a few inches away from her mouth. As she inhaled, she could smell the aroma of her son’s hard cock, and when it jumped, it hit her nose.
Katie was now possessed by her horniness, and she swiftly used her left hand to grab her son’s cock.
Rob was once again paralyzed when his mother took his cock into her hand. She began to slowly jack it off, and after a few seconds, took it into her mouth.
“Oh sh-shi… mom…” Rob only managed to stammer as his mother started to slide his cock in and out of her warm, moist mouth.
Rob was overwhelmed by excitement and pleasure as his cock was engulfed by his mother’s sweet mouth. She would jerk her head back and forward, and used her entire body to support her head movement. Her exposed breast would bounce onto Rob’s leg before flying off wildly and bouncing back onto his leg.
Rob was so lost in delight that he began to drool, and after she began to make noises and moan, he snapped back to reality.
“M-mom, your sucking my cock.” Katie stopped sucking after he said this. She let the cock slip out of her mouth, and after a few seconds, began speaking.
“I know I am,” she started softly, as if embarrassed, “… but I can’t take it anymore. I wouldn’t care if your father was out saving the world everyday… I…I’m just tired of being neglected.” A pause. “What made me grab onto my own son’s cock, what made me put it into my mouth and suck it… and what makes me want to put it back into my mouth now isn’t some demon, or some sinful thing. I just, I want someone to love me, to cherish me, to always be there like Tom used to be. And… and I want someone to satisfy me, just like we do to you and your sisters. You understand, right?”
Rob stood for a couple of seconds before taking a seat next to his mother, his cock still fully erect.
“Dad hasn’t had sex with you for a while, has he?”
“No, Robbie, he hasn’t. Not for a year he hasn’t.”
“I see.” Rob placed his hand on her back. “Mom, I may not feel the same pain as you, but I understand it, and I understand you. I understand that a beautiful woman like you should be satisfied whenever she demands it.” In the most intimate of fashions, Rob moved in and kissed his mother on the cheek. The two had thoroughly developed a friendly relationship for years, and Rob was not shy around her.
“I don’t want to see such a perfect woman neglected like this, even if it’s for the family.” Katie, who began blushing after Rob’s kiss, nearly turned red.
Rob slowly eased his hand onto his mother’s thigh, near her vagina. “If you let me, I’ll satisfy you as much as a queen should be. And if you want it,” a pause, and Rob moved closer to his mother’s ear, “I can do a lot of things to you that would make you a very, very satisfied woman.” He concluded and moved to his original position.
“B-but, you’re… my son.” Katie could barely speak.
“It doesn’t matter.” Rob moved back to his mother’s cheek. “It wouldn’t matter if I was your brother,” an intimate kiss, “your father,” kiss, “you’re cousin,” kiss, “or you’re sister. I just want to be your toy, if that’s what will make you feel better.”
Katie, whose was now blood-red, slowly turned towards Rob’s. She then moved her face towards his, and the two began to kiss.
Rob’s excitement soared through the roof as his mother took her lips to his and started kissing him. In response, Rob took the hand on her back and used it to undo her bra. He had learned to do it quickly from a blog.
The passion between the two had reached its peak as Katie’s bra slowly slid from its place and hit the ground, exposing both of her breasts. They were both sitting on her bed, completely nude while kissing.
Rob took his hand on Katie’s thigh and slowly moved it to her vagina. Once he reached her slit and began to fondle it, Katie broke the kiss and let out a small gasp of air. Rob did not let his mother have too much of a break, and moved in on her to continue the kiss. This time, however, Rob stuck his tongue into Katie’s mouth, and began French kissing her. The two passionately French kissed, their tongues anxiously searching each other’s mouths, while Rob played with her cunt.
Katie was overwhelmed by the pleasure – and she wanted more. She took Rob’s finger, briefly removed it from her cunt, and began to navigate it into her vagina. Rob, in response, took two more fingers and jammed them all into her hole.
“Ohhh shit!” cried Katie as her son finger-fucked her.
Once more, Rob would not let his mother have a break. He began kissing her again, placing his tongue into her mouth.
After only a few minutes of this position, Rob’s entire hand was drenched in his mother’s fluids, and his mother was in a state of passionate euphoria. She began to convulse a little bit when Rob broke the kiss and slowed his finger-fuck.
“Do you want me to take this to another level, mom?” whispered Rob in her ear.
“Y-yes, Robbie, yes! Fuck me!”
Rob then took his fingers from her cunt and began to push her back and guide her towards the head of the bed. When he stopped, Katie’s back was against the pillows on the bed, and her legs were bent and on either side of Rob, leaving her pussy completely exposed to him.
“I’m not gonna fuck you yet, mom.” said Rob to his mother before moving his head to her vagina and taking his tongue to her clit.
“Oh…oh my god, yes!” His mother began to scream and shout in amazement as her son ate her pussy out and abused her clit.
Katie, whose skin had become tomato-red, could barely control herself as her son ravaged her clit with his tongue. After placing his left hand on her tit and squeezing, his mother immediately reached her climax.
She quickly lost control of her body and began to convulse as she put both of her hands on Rob’s head and locked him onto her vagina. Her scream of passion resonated throughout the house, and fluids flowed out of her pussy like water from a sink.
Rob jumped a little when Katie began her orgasm. He never thought he would end up causing a woman to have one. The aroma of her pussy and its fluids caused him to go wild, and as her climax reached an end, he did not give her much time to rest.
The impatient Rob moved in on his mother, stood on his knees, aligned himself with her hole, and thrust his cock into her ravaged vagina.
Rob imagined himself at the gates of heaven as his cock slid into his mother’s wet vagina. He had never felt such a godlike sensation in his life.
Because he was a virgin, and not very accustomed to sex, he started slowly, moving his cock in and out of her with amateurish pace, and as time progressed, so did his speed. After several minutes of slow sex, Rob had become accustomed to the position that he was in as well as the feel of sex, and began fucking her harder. At his peak, Rob was ramming his thick boner into his mother’s vagina as Katie screamed and moaned in pleasure.
The two fucked on the master bed – mother on the pillows sweating and moaning, with her son’s cock filling her hole and satisfying her every desire, as her son grabbed on to her hips, using this control over his mother to intensify his every thrust into her. He was able to lean forward a bit and reach his mother’s face, slowed down a bit, and began necking his mother.
“Oh, oh… oh shit!” Katie’s body began to convulse periodically, and she knew she was going to end up having another orgasm. When her son began necking her with his tongue, she wrapped her arms around him and grabbed his tight ass before climaxing.
Katie had locked her son into position as she climaxed for the second time, and in doing so, Rob was forced to thrust his cock as far as he could into her mother. He looked down and observed that his dick had vanished into his mother as she reached her second orgasm, and could not hold it in any longer. Rob, with his cock inside his mother, climaxed and unleashed his third and final load of cum into her, intensifying her orgasm.
Rob lay next to his mother on his parent’s bed, he on his father’s side. They held hands, both breathing hard as a result of their exhaustion. Only after a few minutes were the two able to have a conversation.
“How was I?” asked Rob, with a slight smile.
“Better than your father, Robbie.” Rob could not resist smiling at such a comment.
“Well then, did I satisfy you,” Rob moved over to his mother and kissed her on the cheek before continuing, “…queen?”
“More than I could have imagined, Robbie. Now come and sleep with me.”
“Sleep? But what if dad comes home, or Laura and Lexis?”
“Right now, I wouldn’t care if the whole world saw us, especially those three. I just want you to be close to me.”
Rob blushed at his mother’s words and complied. The two went under the sheets, and Rob lay behind his mother, his cock against her ass and his torso against her back, with his left arm wrapped around her breasts.
They slowly fell asleep – their bare and sweaty bodies against one another. Who knows what the future would have in store for the two… or for the family?
R Martin Best
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