On the Loveseat Ch. 13

I heard her intake of breath as I pushed into her tight canal. She coughed to try to cover it, but it sounded faked, even to me. Did mom buy it?

Aunt Jess sat with my cock sunk deep within her without making any movement. I loved the feeling of her tight pussy muscles clamped on my dick! I suspected that she was staying still so mom wouldn't think anything was happening. As enjoyable as being buried in my aunt's cunt was, we both wanted the sensations that only moving would bring us. Aunt Jess lifted up only inch or two, while I subtly shifted by pressing my butt deeper in the seat to pull back another inch. With seeming telepathy, we both pushed back at each other together. We repeated this, giving us a slow motion, short stroke fuck. It was exquisite!

We continued this for quite some time; not enough activity to cause me to cum, but it seemed to build my naughty aunt into a slow boil. I could tell she was fighting to keep her breathing normal, and tried not to get so worked up that she moved too much and revealed what we were doing. Short slow strokes. Two or so inches in, equal amount out. Over and over.

"Are you two fucking?" Mom asked bluntly.

"No. Of course not." Aunt Jess denied with a heavy breath.

"You seem kind of flushed." Mom probed.

"Just from the wild weekend." Aunt Jess said quickly, keeping her answer short so her breathing or voice didn't betray her.

"Maybe I should detour down some dirt road, one with lots of potholes. I'm sure the two of you would like that. I mean, since you're not fucking." Mom said sarcastically.

"Whatever. You're the driver." Aunt Jess answered snidely.

I stayed silent. I was also trying to keep my breathing normal. I wasn't going to orgasm, but that didn't mean my aunt's velvety pussy wasn't affecting me!

Of course, fifteen minutes or so later the jig was up when Aunt Jess finally reached her crescendo and cried out loudly and wordlessly. Mom turned to glare at her sister and added a dirty look at me. I just looked back at her with a wide-eyed innocent face.

When Aunt Jess returned to reality, she turned to mom.

"Do you need me to drive now? So you can get a ride too?" She said with a big grin on her face.

Mom turned on her with a sudden fury that startled both of us.

"No!" She yelled in a whisper. "Not with my other kids in the car!" Mom's look would have taken paint off any nearby cars if there had been any.

We drove through the darkness without another word among us.

Aunt Jess and I had rearranged our clothing, putting my still stiff dick away and sliding her hemline back down. She still sat on my lap, but our activity was now limited to her wriggling her ass on my covered cock and I had reached around, grabbed her tits and felt her up for most of the rest of the drive.

We arrived home.

We woke Johnny and I carried the still sleeping Jojo up to her room. Mom and Aunt Jess brought in the kids belongings and followed me up the stairs. We came back downstairs after getting the kids into their beds. I gave Aunt Jessica a tight hug, which she returned with an added passionate kiss. Mom then hugged her sister and even they kissed more than sisterly!

Aunt Jess looked at the two of us and a light went on in her eyes.

"You didn't want him in the car, because you knew you were coming home to sleep with him!" My aunt spoke her revelation.

"No, that's not why." Mom argued back. "I really can't have sex with one of my children while the other two were only a few feet away!"

I saw Aunt Jess cower with mom's vehemence. She turned to leave, but added over her shoulder to me.

"Come see me sometime this week. We'll see if there is anything new we can come up with to do!" She gave mom another look, cautiously. "That is if your mom says you can!" She teased. Then her face grew stony serious.

"Thank you both for a great weekend. I really mean it." She said so sincerely, more intensely than my easygoing aunt was known for being. She turned and got in her car and then was gone.

Mom and I stood there in the drive for a moment, silently.

I felt mom's hand grip mine and she walked back into the house with me beside her.

Once back in the house, mom stopped. I moved next to her to kiss her, but she raised a finger to my lips, holding me back. She looked at me intensely, her gaze going deep within me.

"I want to thank you for a great weekend too. A wonderful weekend! Possibly the best three and a half days of my life. Well, besides the days that I gave birth to you and your brother and sister." She paused. "I suppose I shouldn't compare that with what we've just done." Mom's weak smile was almost beatific.

We had turned off the lights downstairs after we'd gotten my siblings in bed, so we stood in the faint light coming in the front windows from the streetlights. Mom seemed to glow brighter than that feeble illumination.

"I have to agree mom. I don't know how we could top that!" I stopped to think. "Unless, maybe we had gotten Gretchen to join us!"

Mom weakly slapped my arm, but her face belied her response.

"Men!" She sighed.

"Seriously though mom, thank you too. I could only fantasize about something like this, but the reality was so much greater than the dream." I returned her gaze just as deeply.

"It was magical, wasn't it?" She said wistfully.

"Truly!" I said.

"Even when you were ramming your cock in my asshole?" Mom said so seriously that I doubted that I had heard the words correctly.

"Mom!" I exclaimed in shock. Then in a moment added, "Especially then!"

She slapped my arm again, but laughed with ease.

She put a hand on my cheek and stared at me with shiny eyes.

"The weekend isn't over yet."

Her words held the promise of untold bliss.

I leaned towards her and she didn't hold me back this time, but eagerly accepted my hungry lips on her own soft damp petals of flesh. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, her hands holding my head to hers.

You could expect that we stood there with our lips locked for hours, but mom pulled away after only a few minutes, a hand dropping to grab one of mine that had held the small of her back. She pulled me across the living room towards the hallway and her awaiting bedroom. I let her pull me two steps before I halted her. She turned to look at me with such longing and need as I had ever seen in a woman. I stepped next to her, bent enough to reach down and picked her gently up. Her arms swept around my neck and she buried her face into my neck.

There were no obstacles for me to navigate around in the dim darkness as I carried mom across the room. I angled to allow us to traverse the narrow hall, and luckily, her bedroom door was open. We entered the room and I saw her eyes glance around as if seeing the room for the first time.

There was even less light here, a few tiny rays coming from the neighbor's backyard security light. Her lips were still able to find mine in the deeply shadowed room.

With those lips on mine, I would have had the strength to hold her forever.

I felt moisture on my cheek and pulled from those sensuous lips. I saw a few tears streaming from both her eyes.

"What's wrong mom?"

I didn't think it was anything serious, but my mom crying twisted something inside of me.

"Right now ... absolutely nothing." She whispered, wiping her salty remains from my cheek but leaving hers untouched. "Right now everything is so perfect that I can't believe it is happening to me."

"Aw, mom. For me too." I answered feeling my own eyes fill.

"Jeremy ... for tonight ... could you call me ... Jenny again?" Her soft voice asked.

I gulped the sudden cough back down.

"Sure mom, I mean Jenny."

"Make love to me Jeremy."

Her eyes pierced my soul.

"Forever Jenny. Forever."

I laid her on her bed, our bed and lay atop her, resting my weight on my elbows, her breasts, and of course, her lips.

Her arms encircled my back, holding me tight, which was pointless, as I wasn't going anywhere but with her. As we continued kissing our clothes magically disappeared; I had no memory of removing mine or ... Jenny's clothing, we were just suddenly naked lying together.

I won't relate the intimate sharing we enjoyed long into that night. Of how our bodies entwined, enveloped, engaged, enchanted, enraptured, entangled, and enthralled one another. I could never expect to experience that level of oneness with any other person. Jenny was the woman that had created me, nurtured me, guided me through my life. She was my encouragement, but also my conscious. Everything I was was because of Jenny. That night I sought to repay that debt, giving back all the love she had given me.

Hours later, as we lay there still in each other's arms, half-delirious and half-drowsed, I looked into Jenny's eyes and saw she was crying profusely. I kissed her wet cheeks, drinking away her tears. She pushed my hair out of my eyes, the birth of a smile on her lips.

"I love you Jeremy. Not as my son, but as my love, my true love. I've never felt for anyone what I feel for you. You make me feel like a complete woman. That you want me more than Jessica, more than someone like Gretchen, makes me feel so full, full of love for you like no other. That makes me so happy. But then I think of how I am preventing you from finding someone your own age to be with, to love, and have your own family. A wife you wouldn't ignore. As long as we continue this though, you won't look for someone else. Don't lie and tell me you would. But I'm addicted to you. And not just the great sex, or your lovemaking. You're such a caring, giving man. So I either deprive you, or myself."

"I love you too, Jenny. I never knew what love was before ... this. You're more than my mom, you're my world. I can't say that I won't find someone to love, to marry, but she would never be you. You are my true love also Jenny. Mom."

A new batch of tears streaked from her eyes, caused by the overflow of love from her.

I gave her a kiss, softly, gently.

Then a second.

The third and fourth merged, and the fifth was unending. I entered her again and we made love again, but this time it was more. More primal, more defiant. We were declaring our love for each other against the world's rules and expectations. We were who we were and nothing could change that. After, we fell asleep again. Jenny, mom, had her head on my chest, my arms around her, holding her, protecting her.

I hope you liked this chapter. Please send your comments and suggestions! I read them all, even the less constructive ones.

I will be taking a break from this saga for a bit to work on other stories (especially PPO 2), but there will be more to come of Jeremy's tale of which won't be as pleasant for him as the past few chapters!

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