Mother Fucer

She had watched him grow from a toddler, into a teen, and finally into a strapping young man of college age, with broad shoulders and a manly presence with a winning smile, a muscular body, and a model's bearing. When he became a grown man, he was everything a woman could want. Josh was Carly's son, twenty-one, six feet tall, a college student at Davis University in Northern California. He had come home for Christmas and was unpacking his suitcase on his bed when his mother came and stood in the doorway.

"I am so glad you are home now, son," Carly said. "You're looking good, Josh. You have grown into what every woman wants," she said. "You must be very popular among the ladies at school," his mother said. Josh blushed and dismissed her praise.

The family home was on a hillside in South Lake Tahoe over looking the lake. Josh had grown up in that home, and after his father died his mother stayed there, deciding to rent out the bottom floor and hire a manager to take care of the property, oversee the renters, and handle the supervision of the rental business.

The manger was named Fletcher Marley and he lived in a house on the back of the property with his wife and son, and he'd worked for the Carters for twenty years, being Robert Carter's foreman at the mill and eventually his manager at the house when he shut down the lumber business.

Fletcher had had a secret crush on Carly for years, but had managed to keep his feelings in check all that time. He had seen Josh grow into a handsome man, bright, well spoken, and well liked by the staff and community. Fletcher was proud of Josh and truly liked him as a man and considered him not only the son of his late boss but as a friend.

"It's just that lately I have felt so old and unattractive," his mother said.

"Unattractive? You're one of the hottest women I know," Josh said. "Everyone of my friends would give their left nut just to be in the same bed as you. Any man would. Any man with a pulse, that is."

"It's just that lately I have felt so old and unattractive," his mother said.

"Unattractive? You're one of the hottest women I know," Josh said. "Everyone of my friends would give their left nut just to be in the same bed as you. Any man would. Any man with a pulse, that is."

"Do you have a pulse, Josh?" she asked. "You are in the same bed, you have a pulse, do you feel desire?"

"You are my mom. You aren't suppose to feel desire for your mom," he said.

"But do you feel any, really?"

"Of course, I do," he said. "I am a normal man."

"And a very sexy man," she said, a huskiness to her voice. "If I asked you to do something for me, would you?"

"I would do anything for you. I love you," he said.

"I love you too, son," she said. "Make love to me, pease."

"Are you serious?" he asked.

"As serious as I have ever been about anything," she said. "Give me your hand," she said, which he did. She put his hand between her legs. "Does that feel good?"

"Of course," he said.

"Would you like to put your erection in there? Can you get erect from me?"

"I am already," he said.

"Can I feel it?" she asked.

"Of course," he said.

She took him in her hand. "I have seen this since you were a baby," she said. "Would you mind if I told you I would like it in me?"

"Of course, not," he said.

"Then I'd like it in me," she said. "Do I have to beg?"

"No," he said.

"Then put it in me," she said. "Fuck me, Josh. Fuck me good," she said. "Put it in me and move it in and out like you fuck your girlfriends. Will you do that if I want you to?"

"Yes," he said, climbing over her, putting his very erect penis at her puffy entrance. He slid in between her moist labia and pushed into her.

"Does that feel good?" she asked.

"Oh, God, yes," he said in a whisper.

"Do you like fucking your mother?" she asked.

"Very much," he said.

"Have you wanted to before?"

"Always," he said.

"Will you again if I ask?" she asked.

"Yes," he replied.

"Whenever I like?" she said. "Will you fuck me tomorrow?" she asked.

"Yes," he said. "Any day you want me to. Yes, mother, I will fuck you anytime you want. I love fucking you."

"Does it feel as good as the girlfriends you've fucked?" she asked.

"Better," he said. "Your pussy is fantastic. Yes, i love fucking you. I will sleep here in your bed every night," he said.

"Will you come in me?" she asked.

"If you want me to," he said.

"I am passed the time to worry," she said. "You may come in me every time. You don't have to worry. Come in me tonight."

"I will," he said.

"What do you think of me asking you to fuck me?" she asked.

"People may not understand," he said.

"Do you understand?" she asked.

"I think so," he said. "I think you see sex as something that is not bad. I think you see it as a way of showing love," he said.

"Exactly," she said. "And I love you. I want your penis in me. I love the feel of you inside of me," she said. "I don't think that is wrong. Do you?"

"Not really," he said. "I think it can be beautiful, really."

Josh stayed at his parents' house until the fifth of January, and he had sex with his mother every day he was there and a few times in the morning. He slept in her bed, and they usually stayed in bed until around nine each day, had breakfast, then took a walk before dinner.

On the last he was there, she asked how he felt sleeping with his mother. "If you had asked me that before Christmas I would have said, 'No way,' but today I am fine with it, even better than that. I think the way we have approached it is really fine. I do believe, as you have said, that sex is a good thing. I think a family that is this close shows how we feel about sex and each other. I am glad you asked me to. I love having sex with you. I think more people should try it," he said with a smile.

They kissed and she put her hand on his fly, then smiled because he had an erection. As he drove away, he wondered if his sister, Jenny, had ever had sex with their dad. Probably, he thought. He wondered how many other families had sex together. He just didn't know. It certainly came out of the blue with his mother, but he didn't regret it.

It was most likely the best sex he had ever had. It was true, his mother really was the hottest woman he knew. She knew how to please her partner, and he imagined that his parents had really had wonderful sex.

His sister lived in Sacramento and he thought he may stop and see her on his way back to Davis. He called Jenny on his cell, to see if she would be home. She said for sure for him to stop by. He had a few days before classes started for the semester.

When he got to Jenny's she greeted him at the door with a hug and a warm kiss. "Phil is in Portland, but the kids will love to see you. How long can you stay?" she asked. He told her classes started on Monday, so he only had two nights.

They all gathered for dinner and as they were cleaning up, and the kids were watching tv, he told Jenny he had just stayed with their mother for Christmas. As they finished up the dishes, he asked her if he could ask her a serious question.

"Of course. Anything," she said.

"Before dad died, I don't mean to pry, but were you ever, ah, intimate with Dad? It is none of my business, but were you? Ever?"

"You and Mom sleep together?" she asked without hesitating. He nodded. "I knew eventually you would. Yes, Dad took me to bed on my eighteenth birthday. I knew when you turned eighteen she would initiate you into the family. So, did you like it?"

"Yes, very much," he said.

"Dad taught me well," she said. "He never forced himself. He asked me if I wanted to learn. I did. He said he would teach me how to be a wonderful sex partner. Phil is grateful. I never felt anything but love for him. He was a wonderful lover," she said.

"So, did she break your cherry?" she asked.

"No," he said. "I wasn't a virgin. I had been with a couple of women. But she taught me stuff I didn't know, like cowgirl, and how to give good head."

"Dad was a master at that," she said with a grin. Then she had a thought. "Would you like to sleep with me tonight? The family that plays together, stays together, right?" she said. "Phil would be happy to hear we did that," she said. "He knows about Dad and our family's attitude about sex," she said. "He is thankful for my sexual education."

Later that night Jenny turned to Josh, after the dinner was over and the children had finished the dishes. "We'll wait until the children are in bed. Our oldest is fifteen. We haven't explained to them our feelings about sexuality, that will come later," she said.

When they went into her bedroom, she put her hand on her brother's shoulder. "I love you, little brother," she said. "We have both been with our loving parents," she said, "and we are about to continue that tradition of love in the most sacred way. Will you undress me?"

He said he would love to, beginning by lifting off her blouse. He unzipped her skirt and helped her take it off, slipping down her legs. Then he helped slip out of her panties. He had seen his sister nude many times when they were growing up. When she was naked he stepped back and looked at her, the first time he had now that she was a grown woman.

"You are beautiful," he said. She thanked him with a kiss.

"Now it is my turn," she said. Jenny undid Josh's belt. Then she unzipped his pants, and he stepped out of them. Josh never wore underwear, so when his pants were off he was almost nude except his shirt. His shoes he had kicked off, so when she lifted his shirt off his shoulders they were both nude.

Jenny climbed up on her bed, stretched out on her back and reached out for him. Josh climbed over his sister and lowered his erection to the spot between her legs that waited, wet, and pink, and engorged. When the tip of his penis touched his sister's labia her vagina almost drew him in.

With one smooth push it slid into her and went quickly to the back of her canal. Josh began pushing and pulling it in and out of her and she began to groan quietly, telling him how much she liked what her brother was doing to her.

"You have Dad's touch," she said. "Oh, yes, baby brother, fuck me. Yes, just like that."

He followed her instructions and continued as he was, pushing in and pulling out rapidly, picking up the pace, pushing in harder as his mother had shown him.

"You learned well," she said. "Mother taught you right. Yes, go slowly. Draw it out. Make me come. I love you, brother," she said quietly. He fucked her for an hour, holding back if she started to come. "My tubs are tied, so come in me," she said.

When he finally came, he held his cock in his sister's pussy and drained his seed into her. They held one another for a long time, savoring the feel of the other's warm, naked body.

"We will get up at six, before the kids get up, and get them off to school, then we can have more alone time. Josh nodded and kissed his sister. They fucked once again before they drifted off to sleep.

In the morning they got the kids off to school, then they went back to bed and fucked again. This time they fucked cowgirl and she bounced over him until she ad a screaming orgasm.

At ten she stood at the driver's side window. "Thank you for coming," she said.

"My pleasure," he said.

As he drove away he thought of all that had happened since Christmas. He had discovered the way of his family. His mother had introduced him to the wonders of incest, and his sister had taken him the rest of the way. He learned of a family he did not know until this Christmas season and he pledged he would never forget it.