Standard warning before you start:
This story is completely a work of fiction involving sexual relations between family members. All characters are over the age of 18. Also, this story deals with realistic bodily fluids and odors as they relate to sex. If none of this sounds like a turn off to you, then proceed and enjoy.
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The car stilled as I cut the engine. I turned the hand crank to raise the window before opening the door. I moved my left leg to step out and felt a sharp pain on the bottom of my thigh as it separated from the hot leather seat. I hissed my agony and gently lifted my other leg to save myself the pain.
I stepped out into the summer heat and slammed the old car's door shut. Quickly I opened the trunk and retrieved the three plastic bags filled with groceries, some of their contents already melting. Rushing to the front door of the house I, fumbled with my keys, not knowing the door was already unlocked. As I stepped into the house I could smell the scent of marijuana floating down from upstairs. That wonderful odor, and what it meant, covered my sun-warmed body in goosebumps.
In the kitchen I threw the bags of what needed to freeze or cool in the fridge and headed up stairs, taking the steps two at a time. The hall outside his room was heavy with the stench of pot and misty with smoke.
"No class today?" I asked after stepping into his room. I was greeted by the sight of my son Jason completely nude, in a reclined position on his bed, his hand slowly working up and down the length of his erect dick. He had one leg pushed out straight and the other bent slightly at the knee.
A small half-gone joint lay smoldering in an ashtray at the side of his bed. With his free hand he reached for it and took a long drag before setting it back.
"Skipped 'em". He said as he exhaled, giving me his cocky little grin, his fist still slipping over his cock.
From the TV at the end of his bed came sounds of moaning and the thap thap thap of rough fucking. I passed in front of it and glanced at it.
"What are you watching?" I asked, walking to his nightstand and picking up the joint. I inhaled a lungful of smoke while looking down at my son's wonderful body. His cock was at full arousal and looked almost painfully swelled. His pubic hair was trimmed short and neatly into a small patch that created a semi-circle over his dick. It was shiny with sweat, as was his toned stomach and chest. I looked up to his face and saw sweat beaded on his brow, his eyes were focused back on the TV.
"It's that video I was telling you about." He said, his hand pausing at the tip of his dick to swipe his palm over the tip, collecting more of his precum, his natural lube. "This is that girl who goes around to public restrooms, like bars and shit, and just fucks anybody. Doesn't matter what they look like or how big they are or nothin'." He said, glancing over at me with that shitty grin again before returning his focus on the TV.
I looked over as well and saw what he was talking about. On the screen there was a small blond girl bent over a sink. Behind her stood a man who's giant gut hung out of his t-shirt. He was doing his best to stuff her pussy with his dick. His face was blotchy red and covered in sweat, his breathing rasping as he bucked against her. Off behind them and to the side were a few other men. A couple of them had their pants off and were jerking their dicks, while the others just watched and commented.
I took another small drag and set the joint back in it's place. I let the smoke out as I started to unbutton my tight short-sleeved blouse. "That's pretty nasty. She must have every disease." I said as I snapped my bra off, letting it fall to the floor with my blouse.
"Yeah, no condoms or anything." Jason said with great pleasure in his voice. By baring my breasts I was able to draw his attention away from the screen momentarily. I stood there letting him gape as he continued to jerk off. I rubbed my hand along a bright red mark where my bra strap had bitten into my side. My hand came away damp with sweat.
I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them down. They were damp with perspiration, the crotch of them soaked through from front to back.
Jason's gaze moved back to the Television. I took one last pull on the joint, finally feeling the full effects of it. Then I walked back through his view as I returned to the other side of the bed clad only in my panties. I slid onto the bed and curled up next to him facing the screen.
We watched as the fat man let out a pathetic groan as he started cumming inside the girl. The girl just stood there and took it, grinning back at the man and then over to the camera. "Wow. Check that out" she said to the camera and then laughed. The view then swung around to her backside just as the next hard-cocked guy was stepping up. The camera operator pushed him away gently. "Hold up." he said, focusing on her rear. It was obvious that the girl had already serviced a number of men. Her ass was covered in streaks and gobs of spunk and was red and raw from being smacked and gripped. The camera focused down on her abused cunt as the fat man's thick and full load oozed slowly from her hanging cuntlips. "Now that's a fucking load." the cameraman said, keeping her streaming genitals in the shot for a while.
"Yeah it is, and I'm working on a similar one right now." Jason said, grinning over at me, drawing my attention from the screen. I smiled back and looked at his dick, sticky with sweat and his excitement. I watched for a few moments, gauging his pace. As he slid his hand up to the tip again I reached over and wrapped my hand around the base. He looked down at what I had done and pulled his hand away. I started to slowly slip my and up along his shaft, trying to match the speed he was using. I paused at the head to collect some of his cream as it oozed from the tip and then resumed the motions.
