The Family Fortune Ch. 02

A few weeks later she called on a Thursday. I talked to her from time to time it was normal. But I looked at the phone and I knew dad was traveling this weekend.

"Hey mom, what's up?"

There was silence.

"Mom? You there?"

I heard her clear her throat.

"Gene, you know dad's on the road this weekend."

"Yup." I wasn't giving her anything.

Long pause, I waited.

"Can you come home? Please?"

I wanted to ask if this was going to be like last time but I stifled it. Just go and see what happens, it's either going to be memorable or a bust and a fight.

"Sure mom. I'll head home after my last class at one."

"Thank you Gene. I'll see you then."

At two fifteen on Thursday I walked into the house. Mom was, well, mom. She was dressed normally and there was no evidence of wine or any other spirit. Curious. I ran laundry while we chatted about my master classes and work. I made dinner again during which mom had one, and only one, glass of wine. She seemed very calm.

We watched a movie. It didn't feature naughty housewives or lifeguards. It was a comedy. A very normal night. As the movie ended mom got up and stretched.

"I'm gonna shower and go to bed."

"Sounds good mom, think I'll do the same."

Now it began. She didn't move right away. I waited.

"Gene, would you sleep in the bed tonight?"

I felt my cock lurch and tried to suppress it. This was shaping up to be a very normal weekend so I didn't want to wreck it.

"Sure mom, I understand."

Once again I was showered and in a clean pair of boxers on dad's side of the bed while mom was still in the bathroom. I'd killed the lights. I saw the dim light as she opened the bathroom door. They kept a nightlight on in there. I was facing away so I didn't see mom, I just felt her slip into bed. I closed my eyes and worked on getting to sleep. Mom moved around a little. She was restless. I ignored it. Probably nerves from our last time in this bed.

"Gene, are you awake?" A gentle whisper.

"Yeah mom."

Long pause.

"Ummm the last time you were here, when you were leaving you said some things."

I remembered everything I said very clearly. I rolled onto my back.

"Yup."

The silence in the dark room hung heavy.

"Did you mean it? Really? Or were you just scolding me?"

I didn't move. I was on my back at the far edge of the bed.

"Every word, mom, every word."

A car passed the house.

"Anything?"

There it was. I shifted towards the center of the bed a little, in the process I slid off my boxers. I was pretty sure I wasn't going to want them on soon.

"It's wrong you know, illegal in some places."

"It's our secret mom, remember?"

I felt my mother's trim body next to mine and then she moved so she was lying against my left side. I felt her breasts on my arm and her thigh touched mine. She was naked.

"Gene, I need some anything."

Her face was close to mine, her hand began to caress my chest. Not quite yet mom.

"Are you sure mom? Not like the other times?"

Her mouth moved closer, her lips touched mine. I felt them move as she spoke.

"I didn't drink this time. No props and no guilt. Our secret, right?"

My arm was under her. Her left arm was caressing my chest. I moved my arm fully under her and pulled. She read the signal and slid up until she was lying on top of me. I yanked the covers off of us. My penis was getting hard and was trapped between us. Her firm breasts pressed into my chest and her lips were brushing mine. I moved my hands and cupped her ass, massaging it and running my finger up and down the crevice. I kissed her; our tongues dueled as she pressed her face into mine. My cock was rigid now. We tongue wrestled for a few minutes. I could smell her excitement. She was panting. I could see her face so close to mine. One more question.

"Are you sure mom?"

She began to crunch her body against mine. My cock was being massaged by her abs.

"Gene, I'm so fucking horny for you babe. Please, I'm sober and sane and I need my son to fuck the crap out of me."

I kissed her briefly.

"Then why are you lying on my big hard cock and not riding it?"

Mom gasped.

"Ohhhhhh Gene baby."

Mom lifted her hips just enough to get her hand around my erect penis. Her lips met mine and we kissed while she ran the head of her son's prick up and down her increasingly wet vagina. I felt the head of my cock just parting her motherly tunnel. She looked into my eyes.

"Are you really sure?"

My hands were on her lower back. I quickly shifted them down, clamped them on her hard ass and pulled her totally onto my prick.

"FUUUUUUCCCCCKKK!

She gasped. I just said.

"Yes mom, I want to fuck you, over and over."

We devolved into two rutting animals. Our mutual desire, hell, lust became rampant.

"OH GENE! FUCK ME, FUCK MOMMA!"

Mom's juices poured out of her, bathing my crotch as she leaned back up and cinder shifted on my cock. I was no stranger to sex but this was off the scale. The forbidden nature of it made it amazing.

"Come on MOTHER! Fuck your son's big hard prick! I've wanted to fuck you for months. Now, CUM for me! Cum all over me!"

She threw her head back and keened.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ARRRGGGHHHHH!"

I felt a jet come out of her and I was washed in her essence.

"You squirted mom! You squirted cum all over your son!"

"Oh fuck oh fuck! Yeah, baby. Ooof ooof, more!"

She didn't stop. I was getting the fuck of a lifetime. The bed creaked and groaned with our motion. I have no idea how I managed not to cum. Mom was sober; this was not going to be a one-time event. I concentrated on the feeling of my mother's tight pussy massaging my cock. So warm, so wet. She was groaning as she rode me. I wanted a light on. I wanted to see her breasts undulate as she committed incest.

I lost count of the number of times mom came on me. I was her human dildo and I loved it. But finally I had reached the limit.

"Oh fuck mom! I need to cum!"

"Hufff huff! Do it! Fill me! OH FUCK!"

Mom bathed me again and I felt the surge under my balls. She buried me in her and I came, long and hard. It felt so fucking good!

"OHHHHH MOM! FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!"

"YEAH baby! I feel you cumming! Ohhhhhhh"

She collapsed on top of me and just lay there, panting. My penis slowly retreated out of her, pressed out by a wave of our collective fluids. Mom giggled. I felt the soaked sheets under us. She was so relaxed lying on me. She sighed.

"Gene, I want to sleep with you tonight. Let's shower and hit your bed, this one's all fucked up."

We showered and managed to not have sex, we were beat. We nestled in my double bed and fell asleep, naked, in each other's arms, almost instantly.

The early morning sun pried my reluctant eyes open. As I regained consciousness last night came back to me in a rush. I felt mom next to me, her breathing deep and regular. I gently pulled the covers down and looked her over.

She was on her back, her arms off to her sides. Her breasts lay flat against her chest, still pert. I hadn't had the chance yet to really look her over. Her nipples were soft but they sat in a large deep tan circle. Her abdomen was trim, firm. I looked at the vee that began at the top of her hips and angled down to meet at the very top of her vagina. Her legs were open a little, so I could clearly see her slit. It was open, just a little. It still looked a bit pink from our adventure last night. It seemed so unreal. I had desired my mother but never thought she would give in to the lust she manifested after drinking. She shifted positon as I watched her. Her legs opened more. I could not resist. I very gently ran a finger up her outer vaginal lips. Her breathing hitched but went back to deep and regular. I moved my finger a little more. As I watched her outer lips began to redden and fill. My finger lightly caressed as I watched her flower boom, the thin delicate inner lips coming into view and my finger getting a little wet. She was still asleep but her pussy was awake now. I pressed a little harder and my finger slid deep in her crevice. She was soaked. I leaned closer to smell her sex. My face was inches away as my finger slowly slid into her. Her voice surprised me.

"Taste me Gene."

She spread her legs and I moved between them. As my face closed on her warm steamy sex I looked up at her. She smiled

"It's morning son. I'm not guilty. I want this, a lot. Let's have sex, often."

As mom gasped I ran my tongue up her pussy, flicking her clit at the end.

"Count on it, mother."

Mom threw her legs up, catching them behind the knees as my face plunged in.

"Lick me Gene! I want to cum all over your face!"

I tongued mom's slit till I had a good taste of her. It was my first. I loved it. I moved my lips and tongue up to nibble her clitoris as I slipped two fingers into her soaked tunnel. Mom rocked back and forth. Her mouth running hot and filthy, just the way I love it.

"Lick me Gene! OH FUCK! Finger mom's pussy! OH SHIT WHY DID I WAIT SO LONG?"

That night, so long ago, when I watched dad fucking her and listening to her nasty mouth, was always on my mind. Now I was living it. Mom was quaking.

"CUMMING! OH FUCK, GET READY!"

I yanked my fingers out and planted a thumb on her clit as I moved my mouth down to capture her vaginal opening. My tongue was up in there and I felt her clenching, then it happened. A hot thick jet of fluid shot into my mouth. I came. As my mouth was filled with my mother's spend my cock jetted cum on the sheet under me. I had been rubbing my dick on the sheet as I licked mom's pussy and didn't even know. My mouth was full, I swallowed. Mom was gently pressing my face away.

"Enough baby, enough."

I rolled out from between her legs and crawled back up to the pillows. We lay there quietly for a minute. My curiosity got the best of me.

"Mom, why?"

She laughed.

"Wow. A lot of question in one word. Well, your scolding of me last time hit home. I knew I wanted to have sex with you ever since that night. Let me fill you in about what happened after that fateful night. The next morning I woke up, hung over. But I was still buzzing with the great fuck dad had given me, then I freaked. I remembered you. I thought maybe it was a dream. I got up and threw on a robe. You know what I found. I was embarrassed that I found it so exciting and worse that I wanted you, that you wanted me. It was wrong. You know the rest. But from that day on I never stopped fantasizing; I just kept it to myself.

Well, when dad got his promotion he knew it meant travel. He knew about my phobia and told me to have a glass or two and if it got to be too much to call you."

I was confused.

"So he knew this would happen?"

She paused.

"Well, no... Anyway, I got into the wine and then you got here and then, oh hell, you know what happened. After your lecture I just decided to go for it. Like you said, we're both adults, right?"

With she jumped out of bed, her full tits swaying beautifully. She stood, arms akimbo on her hips and looked at me.

"You gonna come shower with me? I bet you'll get it up again."

She was headed for the bath in their room as I got up. I watched her lithe frame move away. I love my mom. By the time I got there she was already wet and humming a tune. I slid in behind her. The master shower was big, plenty of room for two and a bench and grab rails. You'd think it was designed for fucking. We took a few minutes and washed each other. It was fun. I hadn't done this much with my girlfriends. It was quite intimate, and exciting. My soapy hands slid over her smooth skin. It was so sensuous to feel her under my fingers. Mom left my cock till last and washed it gently until it was a turgid wand again. When she finished she moved to the other end of the shower, away from the nozzle. She bent over and showed me her full and very wet sex.

"Dammit, all this touching has me horny again. Gene, fuck me. Fuck my hot fucking pussy right here."

I moved behind her and gave my cock a swipe or two for lube and then sent it home.

"OH YEEESSSS! Baby, make mommy happy!"

As warm water cascaded over my back I filled my mother's vagina with my cock. I gripped her hips and plunged in over and over. She grunted as I rammed her pussy over and over. I don't care what anybody thinks, I love making love to my mother and I have no intention of stopping. Mom doesn't seem to mind either.

"Oh yeah, fuck me! OHHHHHHH YEEEESSSS! Cummin!"

I felt the bath of fluids run out of her. I dipped my knees to change the angle. I wanted to cum but I wanted it to last. Mom's tunnel was so wet, so warm. Fuck it.

"Mom! I'm cumming! Arrrgh!"

"YES YES! OHHHHHHH fuck me Gene! "

I went deep and held as my cum pulsed into mom's waiting tunnel. It felt amazing. I slowly pulled my sensitive cock out of my mom's pussy. We were both gasping.

"Mom, I'm gonna hate giving this up when dad gets back."

She rose and wiped the shower water from her eyes as she hugged me."

"Don't worry young man, don't worry."

Was all she said as she left the shower.

We dried each other and actually got dressed.

The day was uneventful, at least from a sexual nature. As much as you want to think otherwise you can't fuck all day. We hit the mall and did some shopping. I helped mom pick out some new stuff at Victoria's, she helped me at Abercrombie with boxers and stuff. Well, she actually helped me with a bit more than that.

We had lunch. Nice day.

Of course my mother had to be a brat. During our shopping she'd rub my cock through my pants and when I got nice and hard she'd walk away leaving me with a big bulge in my pants walking down the mall. She'd giggle and point. I told her she'd pay, she laughed.

We got home mid-afternoon and settled in on the sectional. Mom snuggled up to me. It felt nice. We sat like that for a few minutes, my mind was running.

"So mom, what happens when Dad gets back? "

Mom stroked my arm.

"Well, we can't fuck here in the house but you have a place."

"An hour away, mom. Not exactly a 'run over for a quickie' kinda place."

She frowned.

"Yeah, I guess me going to visit you alone would seem odd. Can you live with just being here when Dad's away? As you know he fucks my brains out when he's here so that's a better plan."

I looked into her eyes.

"Dad's away now."

Mom began undoing her blouse.

"And mom's a bit horny."

I stood and yanked off my shirt.

"Oh? Why would a nice suburban mom be so nasty and horny?"

Mom got up and threw off her blouse. Her hands were behind her working the clip.

"Because this nice conservative suburban mom loves cock. Big fat cocks to suck and slide into my soaked pussy."

The bra dropped and her firm C cup breasts were revealed, the nipples already hard. I had kicked off my shoes and now I was unbuttoning my jeans.

"Just any cock, mother?"

Her hands were yanking down her skirt.

"No, I have two cocks I love. One is my husband's."

My jeans where gone and I was sliding off my boxers. My prick was rigid. I stood and looked at mom as her thong was sliding down her trim legs.

"Well, that's normal. But what other cock does this nasty suburban mom like?"

She was moving to her knees in front of me.

"I'm wicked, I'm nasty. The other cock I love is my son's."

I groaned as I felt mom's mouth descend the entire length of my cock. I felt the back of her throat, she gulped and took the rest.

"OH FUCK! Mom! Suck your son's cock! You're so fucking nasty!"

She slurped her face off my cock.

"Nasty? Who jerked off all over the house watching his mother get fucked?"

Her mouth took me in again.

"I did. A young man, watching his mom get royally fucked. I was so turned on."

Mom was too busy sucking me to continue. I began to feel the wave.

"I'm gonna cum if you keep sucking my cock, MOTHER."

She sighed around my dick and released it. She fell back resting on her legs.

"No, I love your taste, but I need you cum in my mom pussy."

I moved towards the bedroom.

"Nooooo, here, where it all started. After that night I thought about your cock all the time. I re-ran what I saw, I masturbated to it. Now, we're gonna re-play it, but you're the star."

That same Ottoman was there. Mom moved over and got on her back in the middle of it.

"Fuck me Gene, just like that night. But nobodies watching now."

She was holding her legs behind the knees. Her pussy was wide open, livid pink and so wet. I moved between her legs and looked into her eyes.

"I'm going to fuck my nice conservative suburban mom now."

She was panting.

"Stick it in me! Now! Fuck your slutty mom!"

I drove in to the bottom and she grunted.

"OHHHHHH FFFFUUUUUCCCKKKKK YYYEEESSSS!"

Her blue eyes were glued to mine.

"Come ON son, fuck me, fuck mom. Yeah! Don't hold back. OHHHHHHHH FFFUUCCCK!'

She shook with her orgasm and I felt the run of fluid from our union. That got me on the road.

"Fuck mom, I'm gonna cum!"

She clamped her hands on my arms.

"Oh fuck baby! Do it! Fill me with your cum!"

"ARRRGGHHHHH!"

I rammed home and felt the wonderful surge of relief as my seed rocketed into mom's soaked tunnel. We were panting as I let my cock slide out. Mom was smiling.

"Thanks for coming; this house is intolerable with just me here."

I looked at the wet mess on the ottoman.

"And a bit messy, when I do."

She just smiled. Her phone went off and she quickly looked at me. I shrugged.

"Maybe it's dad." I said and smiled.

She flipped me the finger and picked up the phone. It was Sarah. She and Pixie were bored and headed home for the weekend. Mom chatted and then hung up.

"Well, looks like family time is over for now. You'll be in your own room tonight."

I smiled.

"I could sneak in you know."

Mom laughed.

"The way I howl when you fuck me or lick me? No way."

We showered, together, washing everything carefully and then rimming each other for laughs. She sucked a load out of me and then rode my face under the pulsing water. I like showers.