(All characters depicted in any form of sexual activity are 18 years of age or older)
I would like to thank my editor Joefelton
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Walk on the Wild Side
Day 19
As I wake up the next morning it takes me a minute to realize I'm not alone in bed; then another to remember this warm, soft body I'm snuggled up to is my mother. Mom and I are somewhat tangled around each other, so despite trying my hardest to slide out of bed without waking her as I fall off the bed and land hard on my ass I see Mom's eyes opening.
"Abby," Mom blinks several times trying to wake up, "What are you doing in your father's and my room?"
"Mom we're in a hotel, not at home and this is my room... remember?"
She blinks a few more times and rubs at her face as she sits up, when she notices her lack of clothing, "Abby, why am I in your bed naked?"
"You really don't remember anything from last night or yesterday in general?"
She sits and thinks for several minutes before sitting upright and looking at me in pure shock, "Oh my god! What the hell did I do?!"
Not sure what part of our crazy day yesterday she might be remembering I quietly ask, "What do you remember?"
"Everything!! Or at least I think everything," she adds in a more controlled voice.
"Okay, Mom tell me what you do remember."
Mom climbs off the bed, either forgetting she's naked or not caring anymore, and starts pacing around the room, "Okay, first I remember your Dad being upset with me and saying he and the boys would spend the day together and I should go spend it with you. I came to your room, found you naked, then...," she trails off as her face turns red, "Did I really seduce a strange black man into a threeway with us?"
"Well, kind of. Neither of us actually fucked him, but there was a lot of oral," I say and despite myself let out a small giggle.
"Abby this isn't fucking funny!!" Mom screams at me in a way I've never seen her before. "I fucking cheated on my husband, your father," then as if remembering more, "Oh god with two different men, and all while my innocent daughter watched," she says as she falls to the floor and starts crying.
I rush over to her and pull her into a hug as I try to calm her down, "Mom please don't cry. I didn't mean to laugh. It was not how I ever expected to spend the day with my Mother but I enjoyed every minute of it. And besides, I'm not an innocent little kid who was forced; I was and am a very horny and consenting adult."
"Ok fine, then I didn't corrupt my little girl," she huffs between sobs, "but I still cheated on your father. He would never do something like this to me."
I suddenly feel even worse than I already did because I know for a fact Daddy has cheated on Mom, with me. I debate back and forth in my head for several minutes as I still hold Mom, until I come to a decision, "Mom... there's... there's something I have to tell you."
Finally having stopped crying Mom wipes her eyes and looks up at me, "What is it sweetie?"
"Mom... I..." then for the next ten minutes or so I explain everything I've been up to, well at least what concerns Daddy. The words come out of me at such a fast rate I'm not sure if I even take a breath while explaining and just hope Mom can understand what it is I'm saying, though there is still a part of me screaming in my head to shut up and run.
When I finally finish Mom and I just stand there staring at each other, I don't even remember standing up. Finally Mom just calmly asks, "You fucked your father?"
"Mom... I'm sorry," I say as I nod yes.
"You little bitch!" Mom screams as she slaps me.
Between the shock of her sudden attack and the strength behind her slap I fall flat on my ass, "Mom I'm so sorry," I start crying.
Mom looks down at me like she might hit me again, then bursts out in tears, "Oh sweetie no, I'm sorry," and falls to my side and pulls me into a hug.
We just sit there crying in each other's arms for what feels like hours, though Im sure it's only around ten minutes. When we finally calm down enough to talk Mom holds me and arm's length, still with tears dripping down her face, "Abby can you ever forgive me?"
I wipe my eyes and try to speak but at first nothing comes out, then finally I manage, "Oh Mom," and pull her back into a hug.
After several minutes of holding each other we both stand up. Mom rubs my cheek that I'm sure still has an outline of her hand across it, "Abby, I really am sorry. I just... I don't know... I..."
"Snapped?"
"Exactly. Oh Abby, I'm so sorry. I can't believe I hit you like that. I don't think I ever even spanked you growing up."
"Mom, really it's fine. You did just find out I... uh... fucked your husband. But," I drag out the word, "if you really want to make it up to me I have an idea."
"Oh baby anything," Mom says almost desperately.
I walk over to the bed, then bend over it. I look over my shoulder back at Mom, "Spank me now."
"What?"
In my best little girl voice, "Mommy, I've been a very bad girl I deserve to be punished."
"Are you serious?"
As an answer I simply wiggle my butt at her.
"This has become the weirdest family vacation ever," Mom chuckles before walking to me and giving my ass a hard slap.
As Mom sits down to really start spanking me my only thought is, 'Mom, you don't even know the half of it.'
After spanking me long enough that both ass cheeks are bright red Mom finally stops. I just lay there for a moment as I try to adjust to the pain in my ass. When I thought of letting Mom spank me I never imagined she'd be as rough as she was, but I never complained. I think Mom needed a way to vent her still mixed up feelings.
"So your father really fucked you?"
Thinking we had covered this and not sure where she was going I simply say, "Yes."
Mom kneels behind me and spreads my legs and before diving into my pussy chuckles, "Dirty old man."
