I am not a writer, far from it. Except for the names and places, the stories you read are for the most part true. Still they are not biographies. Artistic license has been taken to enhance or in some cases minimize the events described. All sexual situations were between consensual adults within the framework of their story.
This is the sixth of the ten interviews I have worked on over the last three years.
Most of these stories cover several years. I will try to keep the chapters short. I suggest you save one for reference. None of the stories are mine, any personal friend, or relative.
This is the fourth chapter involving Mark and his mother Sandy. Sandy suggests Mark marry their lover Heather. When the twins Kristen and Matt bring their friend on the honeymoon secrets come out.
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Sandy had left Hank for good I learned. She was so upset with him she decided to leave when the twins went to college. She had even gone so far as to contact a divorce attorney. Mom suggested she should get her own apartment, but Heather and I wouldn't hear of it.
It was a dream come true when Sandy moved in the master bedroom with me. I say master only in the sense it was the only bedroom that was big enough for a king size bed and two night stands. The house we rented was that small.
Mom and I drove up to see the twins a couple of weeks after I had dropped them off. Sandy and I both felt it was best to explain the situation with Jerry in person. The twins listened intently as she explained what happened. Sandy didn't pull any punches except to say she was young and was enamored by her brother. I was impressed she didn't apologize once.
Matt had taken the news like a math problem. The outcome was what it was, problem solved. Even weeks later he had not given it much thought. Kit on the other hand had not stopped thinking about it. Kit all but grilled mom about it when they were alone.
Kit and I talked about it for almost an hour as well. I think her biggest concern was how it might change the relationship I would have with her and Matt. I assured her I had no intentions of letting that happen. Then she through me for a loop.
"Mark do you think what they did was wrong?" Kit asked. "I don't mean having you of course!" She said turning red. "You know being related. Committing incest?"
For a moment I thought she was on to Sandy and me. I was a bit unnerved I will admit. Maybe I would have seen it then otherwise.
"I think only they can answer that." I said profoundly. "I can tell you I am glad you and Matt are my part of my life."
Kit seemed happy with my response since she started talking about school.
That August and September I was on cloud nine. Sandy and I spent almost every night together. If I was in love before, the feeling only deepened. The fact that she seemed to feel the same way about me filled my heart with joy. It was the last weekend of September, I remember it well.
The new schedule for the diner came out. Starting in October, Heather was being moved to the day shift. Until then she worked the same as mom filling in where needed during the day. She was being promoted to assistant manager. This meant she and mom had different schedules. The good news is they would have the same days off. Heather started at seven, mom got off at ten during the week and eleven on Friday. They both had weekends off.
It was only the second time the three of us shared the same bed for the night. The first time was special but awkward. We all wanted to please the others so there would be no hurt feelings. All we did was fumble around trying to be polite. It was only when I told them what I wanted did it start to get exciting.
Sandy and Heather sat me down after that and explained that when the three of us were together I needed to take charge and be the man. They also made it clear that as long as they felt involved and loved I didn't need to keep score on who did what, and how long, or how many times.
This time knowing what was expected of me and knowing my limitations I was able to pace myself. Tonight I wanted to let them get warmed up before I got too involved. Mom and I started undressing Heather first. This was always exciting for us. Heather was such a sensual person, each touch or kiss elicited another response.
Heather, always the submissive one, pulled Sandy on top. They tore at what little clothes she had on. Mom now naked rested on top their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Heather, her body long and slender, covered in many areas with ornate tattoos contrasted with mom's shorter but more womanly figure. What was clear from the start was they were into each other as much as I was into them. The fact is if Sandy wasn't with me I am sure she would be just as happy with Heather.
I disrobed as I watched the two of them start to explore farther along each other's bodies. I stroked myself slowly just to stay prepared. Sandy rolled Heather on top.
"Eat me, I need to feel your tongue!" Sandy hissed. She closed her eyes and spread her legs. Her cunt splayed open you could see she was already wet.
Heather happily agreed. Pushing mom's legs back Heather got on all fours. I had my chance and moved behind her. Mom moaned as her lover lapped at her naked cunt. I added some saliva to my cock and placed it at Heathers pussy.
"Fuck me Mark! Let her watch you fuck me!" Heather groaned. Mom gripped Heather's head and pulled it back to her pussy.
"Eat bitch!" Mom panted as she opened her eyes and locked onto mine. "Fuck her baby!"
Heather whimpered each time I thrusted in her, that and the sounds of her lapping mom's pussy filled the room for several minutes.
I smacked Heather's ass firmly getting her attention. My balls were boiling, I need someone to cum with me.
"Finger her ass!" I told Heather. Mom's eyes grew big, she looked on as I was getting ready to cum in Heathers pussy. "Get it ready for me, open her up for my cock!"
Sandy grabbed Heather's hair, she squealed lightly as Heather penetrated her ass.
"My clit, bitch! Make me cum!" Sandy yelled for the entire world to hear. She pulled Heather's hair guiding her to the spot she wanted attended to. Bucking the little she could with her legs pushed back mom started to cum. That was my signal.
"I'm cumming mom!" I announced. I fucked Heather so hard she started cumming herself. Mom was shaking her head back and forth trying to push Heather's face from her pussy. But with me pounding Heather she had nowhere to go so she just kept lapping at Sandy's pussy.
I could feel Heather's orgasm race through her body. I watched as moms did the same. It was only when I pulled out of Heather still hard that she could move from mom. Sandy squeezed her legs closed and sighed relief that she was no longer over stimulated.
Heather flush from her orgasm moved to the side. I was looking at mom's puckered hole. It was slightly distended and covered in saliva and cum. Grabbing a pillow, I pulled her legs as she lowered them to me then pushed them back from where they just came. My cock sprang to attention, mom started to realize what was next.
"Heather grab the lube and straddle her!" I instructed.
Heather knew exactly what I wanted and handed me the lube. Within seconds my cock was bent down and lined up with mom's greasy ass. I pushed hard against her puckered hole. The wrinkled skin pushed in a bit then slightly gave way to the mushroomed head of my cock.
"You like that don't you?" Sandy teased.
"I love that!" I corrected her. "You love it too don't you?" I asked Sandy.
"Only when my son does it! Now fuck your mom's ass as only you can!" She smiled.
