All characters are purely fictional. All parties in the story are 18 years or older.
Warning this story has some lesbian sex scenes.
I would like to greatly thank Todger65 for taking the time to review my story.
(Author's note: This story even though can stand on its own is a continuation of "Incestual thoughts" I would suggest reading the first chapter for a better understanding.
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As I laid next to my wife, I thought back to what took place three months ago when I saw her fuck our son for the first time. I glanced over and gazed upon Sam's sweet face as she laid peacefully sleeping while I lightly stroked my cock to the naughty images that filled my mind.
Closing my eyes, I could hear her screaming "Yes... yes... Kevin!! Ugh!! Ugh!! Ah!! Oh god go deeper. Deeper!!" As our son pounded away at her forbidden pussy. Her legs quickly wrapped tightly around his waist as she grabbed his ass and pushed him hard to her little sex. The look of raw lust and passion flooded her face as her ass pushed upward to meet Kevin's every thrust.
My cock was stiff now as I went deeper into my mind and stroked it harder to the wicked memories forever planted deep inside my sinful brain.
"OH shit Mom!" Kevin expressed, and I could tell he was close to cumming.
My heart pounded in my chest as my cum raced up my penis. I wanted so badly to see him cum inside his mother. To fill her full of his incestuous seed.
Precum was dripping out of my cock as I pictured Sam quivering under Kevin while he slammed harder and faster inside her and then heard her toe curling scream. "I'm cumming! Fuck I'm cumming!! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
Kevin's face cringed as Sam thrashed around. His own body stiffened up. He was for sure ready to explode. But alas before he could expel all his baby making juices deep into her soaked mound, Sam pulled him away quickly and devoured his cock.
"Oh fuck Mom! Oh Jesus! Oh no... I'm gonna...nnnnnnn... ohhhh!!" He croaked as his legs begin to shake.
Quickly, I tossed the covers off my sweating body as I stroked my cock vigorously and remembered how Sam feverishly bobbed her head on Kevin's cock.
My breath raced as I recalled Kevin's strange gargling sound just before he collapsed to the floor while his mother stayed with him sucking away relentlessly on his member.
I came just as I envisioned my boy's body jerking and twitching while Sam took all of Kevin's girth deep into her throat and drank down all of his cum.
I looked back over at my wife who was still sound asleep and remembered what she told Kevin as she wiped her lips while he laid panting on the floor.
"Did Meadow ever make you feel like that?"
"Why did she say that?" I whispered to myself as I stealthily crept out of bed and made my way into our bathroom. As I cleaned myself up I looked at the mirror and thought.
God I wished he came inside her.
I really don't know why I wanted to see that happen, but sinfully I did.
Unfortunately, I don't think I'll ever get to see that happened. You see even though my wife enjoyed the blissful sexual pleasure of fucking her own flesh and blood, she had promised me it was a onetime thing.
At the time I whole heartedly agreed with her decision, but alas I'm finding myself more and more wishing for her to once again be taken by our son. To be ravished by him in the most sinful ways. And if I'm really lucky to finally see Kevin release his seed deep inside his mother's hot sex for the first time.
Can I coax her into doing it again?
I wishfully thought as I gazed at my reflection.
Suddenly, I heard our phone ring and raced to it knowing that no call this late is ever good.
"Honey?" I heard Sam say as she lifted her head from the pillow while I picked up the receiver and said hello.
Standing naked next to the bed, I heard my mother's stressful voice on the other end as I motioned a hold on with my finger to Sam.
"Your father had a heart attack." I barely heard my mother say as she wept over the phone.
"Calm down Mom. I'm on my way." I said just as Sam sat up and turned on the light next to her nightstand.
Mom tried to tell me something but her words were all garbled up, and I couldn't make them out to save my life.
"Mom please calm down. I'll be there soon." I said and hung up the phone.
"What happened?" Sam asked as I raced to my dresser.
"My Dad had a heart attack." I said as I tossed on a pair of boxers and rushed to my closet.
Sam got out of bed and started to dress herself while I was putting on a pair of slacks.
"Is he okay?" I heard her say as I fixed the last button on my shirt.
"I don't know. I couldn't make out what Mom was saying. She was crying too hard."
I called the airport while my wife finished dressing and got us on the next redeye flight.
The next three hours were one of worry and sorrow as we raced to the hospital.
As I entered the emergency room, I quickly saw Mom waiting down the hall and ran up to her. Holding her tightly she cried on my shoulder and hoarsely expressed how thankful she was that we could make it.
I held Mom for several minutes before we broke our embrace and between sniffles, Mom finally got to tell us what happened.
Dad was working in the garage when his heart attack hit and Mom wasn't aware of it. She found him laying on the concrete floor and quickly called for an ambulance. They were able to revive him on the way to the hospital, but as we were in flight Dad had another one and this time they couldn't bring him back.
I cried in Mom's arms as Sam held onto both of us. I wasn't very close to my father. With him being in the armed forces his entire life, he really wasn't around much. However, I could definitely feel Mom's pain and that hurt me deeply.
I had Sam stay with Mom while I broke away and went to the desk to make the necessary arrangements.
It was a couple of hours before we could drive Mom home. However, once there I made her a hot tea and added a little whiskey in it to calm her down before sending her to bed.
Sam and I crashed inside my old room, but both of us just laid there until the sun came up.
I waited until nine before making any effort to leave my room and while I went to check on Mom, I heard Sam call our son to give him the news.
The next couple of days were very hard for Mom, and after the funeral I was starting to truly get concerned about her own health. She cried a lot, and her hands would shake.
I figured I should talk to Sam about this and went looking for her.
I found Sam in my room, and she was on the phone with Kevin, who didn't attend the funeral since we figured it would be best for him to just finish his last exams. Patently I waited for her to finish and as soon as she hung up I hit her with my idea.
"Listen honey. How do you feel about Mom coming to live with us?"
I could tell she was thinking it over and thought it was a good idea.