SELF-ISOLATING WITH MOM
by rmdexter
CHAPTER 9
Seth had been banished to his room while his mother took Dani into hers. She'd promised to let him know when he could come back. They were going to change out of their dresses and into something which his mother called 'more appropriate' for what the rest of the night had in store. Seth couldn't wait to see what she had in mind. From all those times he'd gone through his mother's drawers when he'd been left in the house alone, he knew she had a ton of sexy lingerie—many of which he'd pressed against his face when he'd jacked off—and he could only imagine what she was going to pick out of that plethora of goodies for this special occasion.
His mother told him to grab another shower. He knew she wanted to make the night when Dani lost her virginity special for her and he had no intention of screwing that up in any way. He'd asked his mother what she wanted HIM to wear. Her answer had been short and to the point, "As little as possible," she'd said, glancing down at his crotch as she gave him a naughty smile. So, here Seth stood, under the shower with the stinging pellets beating down on him, muttering to himself over and over, "You lucky bastard...you lucky fucking bastard..."
Any of his friends—fuck, any red-blooded male on the face of the earth—would have jumped at the chance to be with either his mother or his sister and, now, here he was, getting to fuck both.
"Maybe this pandemic does have a silver lining after all,"
he thought to himself. Just the thought of what had already happened had his dick on the rise once more. He quickly washed it, but not before giving it a few slow teasing strokes. He knew he could have whipped off another load in no time thinking about either of them but, with the real thing awaiting him just a short distance down the hall, Seth spun the shower dial to COLD and shivered through the rest of it as he rinsed off, his rising prick behaving itself.
Freshly scrubbed, Seth sprawled out on his bed naked and checked his phone. "Fuck," he said under his breath. There were nine text messages from Lizzy. The gist of each one was about what had happened after his mother had caught them. After the first few, they took on a concerned tone, which became almost frantic in the last couple of messages, wondering why he wasn't responding to her.
Lizzy had been a good girlfriend to him—if you consider sucking your cock while you fantasize about your mother and sister a positive quality that you look for in a girlfriend. And Lizzy had been wonderful at that, even if she could only take about half of his cock into her mouth. No, he'd had no complaints. She'd eagerly swallowed every load, and enthusiastically went for more. She had no problem taking three or four loads in a row without asking for anything in return, although most of the time he'd finger her or lick her twat until she was climbing the walls.
Seth scanned through the messages one more time, with a somewhat heavy heart. He didn't want to be a real dick to Lizzy, but after what had happened today—which he deemed to be the start of the sinfully illicit fulfillment of all his incestuous dreams—he knew he couldn't turn back. He couldn't go back to Lizzy after experiencing the cock-hardening pleasures his sister and mother had to offer. Just thinking about his mother, and what it had felt like to have her experienced mouth working on him, and then fucking her with every inch of his big hard cock...fuck...his prick was starting to stiffen again already as he just lay there thinking about her, like it had done so many times over the years.
And now he was going to experience the same exquisite delights with Dani, who was basically a younger version of his gorgeous, sexy mother. It was sad to say, but Lizzy had to take a back seat to those two. Seth knew that was the truth, and whether he was a fucking sick perv for wanting to have sex with his sister and mother, well, at this point, he was beyond all hope of redemption, and there was no way his rising cock would allow him to deny what his heart truly wanted.
Seth knew he had to call Lizzy. There was no way around it, and he wasn't going to be an asshole and leave her twisting in the wind, wondering why he wasn't getting back to her, or break it off by sending a text. How cowardly was that? No, she deserved a call, even if there was no way he could tell her the full truth. The illicit incestuous acts that had already taken place in this house today, and all those to come, would be their little secret. Seth smiled to himself, thinking that from now on, things at home were going to be like going to Las Vegas: "What happens in this house, stays in this house."
He went to his list of contacts and hit Lizzy's name. She answered after the first ring.
"Seth, I was so worried when I didn't hear back from you. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry I took so long getting back to you. My mother and I had a really long talk and I had to think about everything we talked about."
"What did she say? She looked pretty angry."
"I think she was at first, but then she calmed down and we had a really good talk. Knowing what she'd seen us doing, I found it hard talking to her." Seth couldn't keep the smile off his face after saying that last sentence.
"I'm so embarrassed. I can't believe she caught us."
"The good thing is, she understands what it's like for us. And not just for us, for everybody."
"So, in the end, she wasn't really all that mad?" Seth could hear the ray of hope in her voice.
"No, don't mistake what I said—she was plenty mad at me. It wasn't so much what she saw us doing that made her angry, but that I had lied to her, that I'd gone behind her back when she'd trusted me. When she put it to me like that, I felt awful, just awful."