Three Days at the Lake House Pt. 03

'So, tell your mother...are you as horny as I am? Do you want it as bad as I do...or not?? Yeah, I know I've got a lot of courage right now because of this vodka and the weed, but I just want to make you feel good. And I hope you'll be all in to making your mother feel good too. So baby...get your fucking ass up here before I change my mind. Because as far as I'm concerned, the next time I strip for you like I did in my bedroom a few weeks ago, I'll be okay with you doing more than watching me get in the shower. Do I make myself clear son?? Love you honey!!'

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Even though it was a little after ten o'clock at night, he knew right at that moment, to try and make sense of it all, he needed to talk to Devin. But the first thing he did was call the lawyer he'd been working for over the last few days. Once that phone call had been completed to Mr. Jackson, that was when he contacted his boyhood friend.

Thankfully when he called him, he picked up just after the third ring.

"Hey Stephen, what's up?"

"Uhh, sorry to bother you, Dev, I hope I'm not calling too late? I mean am I waking you or your mom up?"

"No Stephen. Actually mom and I were just sitting here talking. We're trying to figure out what's gonna be best for my dad once he gets out of the hospital in a few days."

"Yeah...about your dad, I hope he's doing better."

"Seems to be. The doctor told us today that he's just going to have to take it easy over the next few months so he doesn't get as stressed out. That's what he says one of the things that made dad have his heart attack. So buddy...what's up? I mean you are calling a little later than you usually do. Is everything all right?"

"So, yeah buddy, that's why I'm calling you. And I hope you'll be honest with me. There's been something that happened at the lake house. And I'll just tell you, I know about my mom being there with you guys..."

"Uh...hang on Stephen..."

As he listened, he could hear his friend explain to his mother that he was going to go to his room and that he'd see her in the morning. As the conversation between Devin and his mother hadn't let up yet, he could hear little nuances of what they were saying. And then as clear as day, he could tell that his friend's mother had invited her son to kiss her goodnight.

What Stephen found interesting was that something as common like a 'kiss goodnight' between a parent and their offspring should normally take just a micro-second to be fulfilled. But the interaction he heard over the phone taking place with Devin and his mother seemed to take much longer.

Finally he heard something of a light smacking sound, and then his friend was back on the phone with him.

"Okay buddy, I'm where I can talk. So uh, let me ask...what do you know about what happened with your mom...and Vince?..."

"And you too, Devin. C'mon man...what the fuck happened with you guys and my mom?"

"Stephen, she asked me not to repeat it. You don't want me to go back on my word with her...do you?"

"Well, it's a little late for that now, Dev. I just got off the phone with them. And I know about my mom smoking weed with you guys...and there was something that happened last night. I didn't get the full details about that. But I'm guessing the three of you didn't sit around reading Emily Post together. So tell me, Dev...what the fuck went on with you and my mom?"

"Dude, I don't want you getting mad about this..."

"Devin, I'm not mad. Really...I'm not...but I just want to know...did you fuck my mom? Did she put out for you?"

"Welllll, you sure you're not gonna get mad about this, Stephen?"

"Tell you what...I'm gonna get mad if you don't tell me what happened, Dev. I'll just tell you now, they both more or less told me that they both fucked, so..."

"Son of a bitch...so she did end up fucking him...and I missed out on that one...shit!!"

"Devin...I'm waiting...tell me. Tell me what the fuck's going on with my mom. I'm not pissed off...but I just want to hear your side of it. Really brother, I ain't mad, please goddammit, I just want to know!!"

It ended up taking about fifteen minutes for Devin to meticulously break down all the details of what had taken place once his mother had shown up at the lake house on Tuesday.

"Hmm, so you're telling me that after mom smoked weed with you guys, she was like somebody you'd never seen before?"

"Oh yeah, Stephen...I hope this doesn't upset you...but your mom...she showed us what a hot fucking cockteaser she is, that is, if she wants to be."

Once Devin had confessed that, Stephen felt his cock begin to harden in his underwear, as his thoughts went back again when his mother had uninhibitedly stripped naked for him in her bedroom.

"And you say she...oh wow!! You swear what you're telling me is the truth!! My mom...the same Victoria Beaumont that you and I know...my mom, she fucking gave you a blowjob...she sucked your cock??? You're not trying to bullshit me here, right?? 'Cause Devin, you're my friend and all...but if this is some kind of a joke...I swear I'm going to kick your fuckin' ass!!"

"Stephen, on my grandmother's fucking grave I swear to you that's the truth. And motherfucker, your mom, dude, your mom's kiss...it's...oh shit!! You know I've had my share of some decent kissers over the years, but your mom's got 'em all beat. And before we hang up, I'm just going to tell you...what I did...what your mom and I...and Vince, too...I've got all the respect...even more now...I've got all the respect in the world for her. Your mom's fucking awesome!!

"Yeah...yeah she is, Dev. But I gotta ask...if I wouldn't have called you tonight to try and find out what happened at the lake house...would you have ever told me?"

"Well, I did promise your mom, I wouldn't, right?"

"Wow, dude. For what it's worth, I'm not sure if I could've done the same thing. I mean, not telling somebody about this. So, you've got my respect, too. I'll just tell you...this is, finding out what you guys did with mom...it's fucking crazy!!

But I'm still trying to figure it all out. I'm just wondering if any of this has got to do with my dad and his secretary Robin...cause it looks like the two of them have been fucking around. And from what she told me on the phone tonight, whatever's going on...mom knows all about it.

"So, hey Dev, I know I can trust you to not tell anybody else about this now. So, I'm gonna let you go. And do me a favor, tell your parents I said hello, and let your dad know I'm thinking about him, okay?"

"Yeah, you know I will. Even with my mom needing me..." Stephen detected the angst in the way Devin described his own mother's needs, but then his friend returned to what the two of them were discussing.

"I just wish I could get back there. With my dad looking like he's on the rebound...I wonder what it'd be like if I was to drive back there..."

"Hmm, well who knows how that might work out, buddy? But I'll just tell you...the next motherfucker going there's gonna be me. You've already had your shot with her. You dig??"

"Yeah, I get it. But, I'll just tell you this, you better keep a close eye on your mom. Hopefully, she isn't going to do something really crazy like fuck the mailman or anything weird like that. But if she can get crazy up at her lake house, there isn't anything stopping her from doing it anywhere else. So, for her sake, she's gonna need you to take care of her, Stephen. Especially if she and your dad go their separate ways, and she's hot to trot. Do I have to spell it out for you, buddy?"

"Uhhh no, no you don't, Dev. And I'll make sure mom's going to be good and taken care of. I think I know exactly what she needs. Goodnight buddy."

"Goodnight Stephen."

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Stephen had a very difficult time sleeping that night. And so far, because of his mother's cautions about it, up to that moment he had been able to fight off the temptation to play with himself. But he still couldn't get the image out of his mind. His mother and his best friend...in her bed up at the lake house.

And then what he had just talked about with his other friend who had been there, and had done things with his mother that he couldn't have ever thought she would do.

It wasn't like he could conjure in his mind exactly what coupling with his mother would be like. But it didn't really take much. The thought of her with her legs spread wide for Vince to enter her, pounding his cock into what had to be his mother's soaking pussy.

As that visualization worked through his brain, he took it to the next step and couldn't help feeling somewhat jealous and aroused at the same time, logically rationalizing that his mother had most likely allowed Vince to finish and cum inside her when she had fucked his friend on her bed.

Even the thought that she had allowed Vince to put his cock into her, into the same place that he had entered the world twenty-one years before that, sent shivers down his spine. And the way that Devin had explained how his mother had let him finger her and then devotedly sucked his cock on the couch, and also allowing him to cum in her mouth.

With all those lurid thoughts going through his mind, he wondered, even though she told him he shouldn't, why he wasn't masturbating right then thinking about all of those things that his mother had done. It only took him a few seconds until he had his undies removed and his hand found his stiff cock, motioning up and down pleasuring himself.

"Oh god mom, you sucked their cocks!! You sucked both of them until they shot their jizz in your mouth. Oh my fucking god, mom...don't forget about me...please...I need it, too. Wait for me...I'll be there...I've just got to get some sleep. But how the fuck can I do that when I know you're a fucking whore and you're going to...oh shit, mom...please...don't be teasing me with this. Please mom, oh goddamn, pleeeeease don't let me down...Not like Bridget did, please, mom!!!"

Once he felt the recognizable tingling begin, the rapid movements of Stephen's hand only accelerated as he fantasized about his mother, and what she had done with his friends. And then it seemed to be only an instant until he visualized the two of them, his own mother underneath him, submissively welcoming his cock into her, kissing her own son in the same way Devin had so titillatingly described it.

"Mmmmm, ohhhh fuuuuuck, I want you mom...I fucking want you sooo bad!!"

At that moment, anything dealing with what could be considered a normal reality seemed to disappear. Because the only goal he had right then was to orgasm, and until that came about, nothing else would seem important or matter in the least. As streams and ropes of his semen finally pulsed out from the head of his cock, the lewd and obscene words that blurted out of his mouth, and the lascivious thoughts he had about his own mother, even as shocking as they were, revealed exactly what it was he wanted.

"Mmmm, I'm going to fuck my mother's cunt!! Oh god, I am really going to fuck her!! And when I do, I want Vince to watch us!! I want him to see exactly what it looks like when her real son fucks her...and then she's going to let him watch her son take his mother's ass...just like Bridget used to let me do to her...until she left me for that mother-fucking faggot Henderson!!!

"Uuhhnnn, oh my god...I'm, yessss, I'm going to fuck my mother!!!"

End of part three