Our Son is 18... Pt. 02

"I'm good, just been hanging out, working out. You know, the usual. Hung out with a buddy yesterday." Alex answered, a little nervous suddenly.

"Oh good, that's good sweetie." Wendy said, nervous herself.

It had been a little awkward since the night of them crossing the line, almost like two friends that hooked up but wanted to be friends again. Unknown where to go from here.

Wendy, trying to make conversation. "Anyone I know?" She asked.

"I'm sorry mom, I can barely hear you. Hey do you want to video call me... show me around the place?" Alex asked her, truly wanting to see the place.

"Ummm yeah... I do sweetie, but Kurt just passed out." Wendy paused. "Here, let me get my headphones, I'll have to be quiet but I'll video call you back in like two minutes."

"Okay mom, sounds good."

Alex grabbed his dick through his sweats and squeezed. His heart was racing. He couldn't really understand why. It was a video call with his mom... to show the house. That's it.

He looked at his phone, eagerly waiting. He decided to put on a movie, an adult movie. He found a transsexual video and bought it. He wanted it playing in the background. He contrived a scene of him hanging out at home, doing stuff around the house, the things he liked playing behind the scenes.

Alex slid off his sweats and looked down at his bouncing dick. He grabbed a pair of briefs to slide on, but stopped, thinking better of it. He tossed them back into the laundry room and walked out grabbing a pair of headphones he attached them to his phone and kept busy walking around the house.

Wendy walked into the bedroom and checked in on Kurt, and grab some headphones. Kurt was passed out on the bed nude. After the long day of working at the house, they had some wine, Kurt more than her, and he passed out.

Wendy walked downstairs to the living room and poured one more glass of wine. She was nervous, her breathing heavy. She unbuttoned her jeans and took them off. She had an old t-shirt on and her panties. The tee was Kurt's and covered up everything. She wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples started to harden.

She looked down at her phone, and hit video call: MY SON ALEX.

Alex saw the call come in and grabbed his water and took a quick drink then hit answer.

"Hey mom."

"Hey you, sorry, had to straighten up. What are you doing sweetie?"

Alex kept his camera above his waist, so that all his mother could see was him from the waist up in his tank top. She would have no idea he was naked from the waist down.

Alex was in the kitchen pouring a protein shake. "Just grabbing some water, and a protein shake."

"Mm looks good, beats my wine!" Wendy laughed holding up her glass for him to see.

Alex laughed. "I don't know about that mom. That stuff makes you feel really good."

"Yeah well so does that white protein." She said subconsciously, and immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment. "Not what I meant."

Alex let out an embarrassed laugh himself. "I didn't take it that way... scouts honor." He said holding up his hand.

Wendy couldn't help but notice how attractive her son was. He had gotten a haircut, and looked tan.

"Sooo who did you hang out with? Anyone you want to tell me about?" Wendy asked her son in the most unobtrusive way she could.

"Nice guy... older guy." Alex said.

"Oh?" Wendy answered a little surprised.

"Mom, come on, show me around the house."

"Okay okay..." Wendy smiled. "So, here is the living room..." she pointed the camera around the living room giving her son a good view. "Okay moving along... to the bathroom." Wendy said and opened the bathroom door. The camera caught a glimpse of her in the mirror, her tee riding but her thighs and butt. "Whoa... okay so you don't want to see me... you want to see the house. Here's the bathroom, a lot of work to do in here. But it's nice, good bones."

"It looks great mom." Alex said as he unknowingly to his mom, stroked at his dick. "What's next?"

"Okay, kitchen... it's beautiful but small." Wendy pranced over to the kitchen and flipped the camera so that it was facing her. "Name?"

It caught Alex off guard. "Huh, what?"

Wendy laughed. "This guy... what is it? He have a name? Where'd you meet him?" Before he could answer, she flipped the camera to the kitchen. "Isn't it beautiful? Needs a little love, but it's so unique... I love it."

Alex smiled. "I can picture you in there cooking." He teased.

Wendy teased right back. "And I can picture you in here eating..."

"Oh?" Alex asked sarcastically.

"Mmhmm..." she winked, knowing that she was flirting with her son. "Okay, so upstairs now... I have to be quiet, Kurt is sleeping." Wendy said holding a finger up to her lips to be quiet.

Alex knew that his mom had to be quiet on her end, but that anything he said would be heard through the earphones directly into her ears and not on speaker to wake up Kurt.

"Del..."

Wendy flipped the phone back toward herself as she walked up the stairs. "What sweetheart?" She whispered.

"The guy I saw..." Alex paused. "The guy I'm seeing, kinda seeing."

Wendy bit her lip as she went up stairs and stopped at the door in the hallway. "Do you like him, baby?" She whispered, asking her son.

Alex was matching her whisper. "Yeah... I do." He pulled at his dick out of frame, causing his arm and phone to jerk.

The movement grabbed Wendy's attention and she looked into the screen. "What are you doing?" She asked still standing outside the closed door. "Have you..." she hesitated. "Have the two of you?" She wasn't sure how to ask, but knew she really shouldn't be asking.

Alex was breathing a little harder. "Yes...everything..."

Wendy started breathing a little harder, imagining her son with another man. She could feel the electric pulse run through her body. Part of the excitement was because she wondered if her son was doing something naughty to himself out of view, off camera. Another part was because she knew what was behind the door she was about to walk through and give her son a tour of.

"On that note..." she whispered and pushed the door open flipping the camera to look at the room.

Kurt was laying on the bed on the bed in the center of the room. He way lying naked on his stomach, a sheet wrapped around his leg. His ass was popped up, open, and his balls were visible between his thighs just below his asshole.

"Whoops..." Wendy whispered, and kept the camera pointed at the bed.

"My god..." Alex whispered through the phone.

Wendy started to move the camera to another section of the room.

"Wait..." Alex said.

Wendy moved the camera back to the bed as she watched her son's body moving sporadically on screen. "Here?" She teased, pointing the camera at Kurt's naked body.

"Yeah... there..." Alex held back from moaning.

"Or here..." Wendy moved forward, closer to Kurt's body, his ass more visibly pronounced. "Here?" She whispered as she zoomed in on his balls. "Like this...?"

Alex moaned. "Yes... there." He said as he touched himself out of view.

Wendy flipped the camera so that her face was now visible to Alex. She had a look of lust as she watched her son, begging with her eyes for him to show her more.

Alex could see the want in his mother's eyes. He stroked himself more pronounced, longer stokes, teasing her.

Wendy slowly walked out of the bedroom, flipping the camera one last time so that Alex could see Kurt's nude body.

She closed the door and turned the camera back to facing her.

Wendy could see the subtle jerking of Alex's shoulder and knew what he was doing.

"He's married. He has a family." Alex whispered.

Wendy loved that her son had a natural need to want to divulge information to her. If she waited long enough, he'd tell her all things sacred.

She made her way downstairs to the couch, and laid down. She pulled at the oversized tee and rubbed herself through her panties. She could play that game too... Alex had no idea what she was doing.

"Show me..." Wendy said to her son.

Alex leaned into the camera. "What, mom?"

"I want you to show me, sweetie..." Wendy encouraged him. "I want to see."

Alex pulled the phone back slowly, opening up the frame to his lower half.

"This...?" He asked. As the camera showed the bare skin where his tank ended and the start of his pubic hair.

"Yes..." Wendy breathed hard. She slid her hand inside of her panties and played with her clit. "I want to see what you're doing..."

Alex pulled back just enough exposing himself.

"Alex." Wendy cooed. "My God, Alex." She said again as she felt the heat of her pussy soak her hand and panties.

His dick was wet looking... glistening in the dim light. Every vein pronounced, throbbing, pumping blood to its head. Alex took long strokes, then would let go for his mother to take it in.

"I want it." Wendy said and held the phone out. She pulled her hand from her panties, all in the view of her son, and slid her panties down, showing off her thick bush. "I want to suck your dick... goddamn I want to suck my son's dick."

Alex tugged at his balls, pulling them tight forcing his dick to stand out. "Spread your legs." He told his mother.

Wendy did as she was told and spread her legs wide. "Like this? Can you see me sweetie? Can you see what you do to me?"

She was dripping wet. A wet stream led down to her asshole, and thigh.

"Mom, fuck... I want to taste it. I want to taste you."

Wendy subconsciously spread her legs wider and fingered herself. "Turn around, baby. I want to see you."

Alex didn't hesitate. He set up his phone, and got into a chair at the kitchen table and bent over spreading his ass open. He looked back over his shoulder at his mother. "Can you see me?" He asked her.

"I can see you. You're so open, baby." Wendy was lost in lust and fantasy. She couldn't even think straight, and she couldn't get a grip on this alter ego of hers to hold back from any perversions she was feeling. "It's gaping." Wendy couldn't stop. "I like it like that... like it's been used."

"It has been used. Several times since you left." Alex said.

"Different men sweetie? Bareback?" Wendy asked him.

"Yes... some strangers. Bare... always bare."

"Mmm baby." Wendy moaned.

Alex spread his ass cheeks and pushed the days left over cum out of it.

"God baby, fuck that is so ducking hot." Wendy leaned in closer, staring at her son's wet asshole. "I want to meet them. I want to see these men, these daddies, these twinks. I want to see what you like."

Alex turned toward the camera and started stroking his dick. He let his fingers play with his asshole. "You want to play with them with me?"

Wendy was caught off guard. "Do you want me to?"

"Yes." Alex's dick was throbbing and huge. "You like dick?"

"I do... I love it. Kurt's... yours..."

"No... just dick. Not Kurt's. Just hot sexy strange dick." Alex held his cock tight, squeezing the precum to its head, watching it spill over. "I want to watch you put a dick... dicks inside of you. In your mouth, your pussy, your ass. I want to watch you fucking cheat on Kurt."

Wendy liked the assertiveness that her son was showing. The dominance and control was driving her wild.

"Look at me... fucking look at me." Wendy looked at her son, holding his eyes. She opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out, made a sucking motion. She stopped and stared. "I'll fucking cheat on him. I fucking love dick sweetie, so much that I suck my own son's dick. I want to fuck and suck men together, baby. Anything with you... always."

Wendy watched as her son started to cum. The head of his dick swelled up and ropes of cum shot out all over the kitchen table, running down his dick, landing on his balls and chest.

"Mom..."

"Sweetie, I'm coming too, fuck your feel so good." Wendy rubbed the phone into her pussy. She brought the camera back up, her eyes filled with sex. "I need you. I need you so bad."

Alex squeezed his cock hard, covered in cum. "You have me."

¥

Kristen set her keys down and slid out of her clothes...

She put on a t-shirt to cover up her bottom, and slid her bra off.

She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water out of the refrigerator, when she noticed the back door open, and the red hew of the hot tub light bouncing off of the trees.

Nervous, she peeked her head out and was surprised to see her dad sitting on the side deck with his feet in the water. His body was wet with steam coming off his back from the cold outside, and his eyes were closed.

"I'm home dad." Kristen said stepping out through the door.

John, Kristen's dad, opened his eyes. "Hey you. I'm glad your home safe. Fun night?"

Kristen couldn't help but notice her dads body. He wasn't the typical "sexy" as most would call it, but he was attractive. He was more the typical "dad bod," with a little belly but broad shoulders, and very hairy.

"Yeah, just ran around to some stores with Manuel." She said trying to not look at his body as much as his face. "You?" She asked him.

"Your mom and I got into it." He said wiping his face with the water. "She left, probably to Gran's or Sally's." He sighed. "I got in the hot tub... I forgot how nice this is, I almost never come in here."

"Yeah, I love it. It's quiet. Relaxing." Kristen replied. "What was the fight?"

John laughed. "Stuff... adult stuff."

"Hey, I'm 18. I'm an adult." She said playfully.

John sighed, looking up at his daughter. He noticed her t-shirt barely covering the front of her panties. Her nipples were visibly hard through her tee.

"That is true... god, where does the time go." He said, more of a statement than a question. "Still... parent stuff, not 18 year old stuff." He laughed.

Kristen gave a pouty face, then let out a shiver. "It's cold. That hot tub looks great."

Her dad held out his hands almost like he was showing around the hot tub. "Hey, It fits 6." He said sarcastically.

"So you're saying there's room for me?"

John gave her a look... more of a fatherly love look. "Always." He shrugged off a thought, then said it anyway. "Might have to sit on my lap, but never the less..." He said, sarcastically?

Kristen was taken aback, and awkwardly laughed and then smiled at her dad. "Mmm if it warms me up dad... okay, I'll be right back." Kristen said and disappeared into the house.

She came back out within minutes in a little two piece rainbow bathing suit, and froze in her tracks.

Her dad was in the water, completely submerged, but the trunks he was just wearing were now folded up on the deck of the hot tub.

Kristen slowly walked toward the hot tub, never taking her eyes off her dad, and he never took her eyes off her.

When she got to the edge, she made a point of looking at his trunks on the side, then back at her dad.

"It feels better." He said, looking at his daughter.

A chill ran through her body, and she could feel her hands shaking. She wondered if he had been drinking, which was something he never did.

"Better?" She asked him, as she reached her hands behind her back and started to mess with her bathing suit top strap.

John watched his daughter standing there. "Not so restrictive... you know, like your mother." John shook his head and let out a subtle laugh. "Bad analogy."

"No I get it... it was perfect. She's so fucking restrictive... in more ways than I'm sure I could even imagine." Kristen said and let her top drop to the deck beneath her. She stepped forward, her dad's eyes on her. "And you're right... it does feel better."

Kristen slid her bottoms down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She stood there for a second, letting her dad look at her. She watched his eyes move down her body, stopping on her bare pussy. Then, she stepped into the water and sat down onto one of the steps.

"God, this feels sooo good." She whispered, almost meant to be more of a thought to herself. "It so hot."

"Almost too hot." Her dad groaned, and pulled his naked body out of the water, sitting down along the edge of of the hot tub.

Kristen looked at her dad, his wet body. She started at his head, his hair slicked back, the grey in his beard. She moved her eyes downward, over his bulging chest, hair covering shoulder to shoulder. She looked up at his face, his eyes on hers. She made a point of looking down at his crotch, then back up at his face... she held for a second, trying not to look back down, but then, she looked down at her dad's cock, and kept her eyes on it.

John spread his legs slightly, allowing his manhood to fall left onto his inner thigh.

Kristen looked up at her dad's face again, then back down. She couldn't stop looking at it. It was thick, maybe 6.5 inches, not big at all in length, but thick. Thicker than most she had seen. He was hairy. The hair ran down his chest right down to the base of his shaft. His balls were huge. They looked so full, and she couldn't help but wonder when the last time they were milked... drained... at least by someone other than him.

He just sat there, letting his daughter look, admire, and 'wonder what the fuck was going on.' John wondered the same thing.

He wasn't hard... yet.

Kristen moved forward, floating through the water to where her dad was sitting. Her heart was racing, beating through her bare chest, and the electric rush from her brain straight to her pussy.

She was lost in thought, almost numb to the rest of the world as she slid her hands up her dad's thighs, and grabbed hold of his dick.

"Oh my god." She said faintly.

It was even thicker than it looked, and she struggled to get her hand around it. She admired it up close, the veins pulsating, the head spongey and smooth to the touch.

"Yeah." Was all that her dad could manage.

Kristen looked at it, fondling it, touching him, her dad, as it swelled even longer and thicker into her hand. She admitted to herself, that it was the sexiest cock that she had ever seen. But, she couldn't help but think it was because this was the one cock that she should never be looking at, let alone touch.

She looked up at her dad. "Can I suck it?" She asked him.

"Yes..." he said as his dick swelled up even larger in his daughter's hand.

"Okay, daddy." Kristen said and kept her eyes on his.

When she had worked up enough nerve, and was ready, she looked down at her dad's cock in her hand. She moved her hand to the base, and squeezed tightly, using her fingers to press into his balls and tante. She watched the precum ooze out, and lowered her head taking her dad into her open mouth.

"Holy shit, Kristen." Her dad mumbled.

Kristen immediately felt her pussy go wet, wetter than the hot tub water she was in.

She sucked her dad, moving her head up and down, slowly, passionately stroking him with her mouth. She could feel him jerking in her mouth, and she could taste the pungent precum that was coating her tongue and throat as she sucked this man... her father.

John was lost in lust. He hadn't had anyone suck his dick in years, and the last time was a woman he picked up on the way home from work, and paid.

He couldn't stop himself... he wanted to touch her.

Kristen felt her dad's hand on her back, moving down her spine. She lifted her ass out of the water, allowing easier access to her ass.

John grabbed his daughter's ass and squeezed it tight, spreading her apart with one hand.

She felt her dad's fingers graze her asshole causing her to instinctively moan with her mouth full of his dick.

"Mmmhm." She moaned.

John kept his fingers at his daughter's back door, unsure of how far to go, he lightly touched it, softly circling her puckered hole.

Kristen sucked harder, moaning at every touch. "Mmhmm mmmm."

John didn't push he just circled, too nervous to go any further.

Kristen reached a hand back grabbing his and holding it.

John jerked back, realizing he may have crossed the line. "I'm sorry sweetie." He whispered.