------NICOLE------
I stood in the doorway waving goodbye to Tom as our son stood behind me. My heart pounded in my chest. Tom was clearly oblivious to the sexual tension in the air. Hell, why wouldn't he be? I was still coming to terms with it myself.
Everything with Adam had spun out of control so quickly. What had it been? A few months since we started? And I caught him with his sister what, a few months before that? I could feel the anticipation emanating off of him from behind me and I could picture the shit-eating grin on his face as he waved goodbye to Tom. I felt like prey, my predator standing behind me as my protector walked away.
Fuck, I missed this feeling.
Adam reached out from behind me and pushed the door closed as Tom got into his truck. A moment later he was on top of me.
Adam slammed his body forward, pinning me against the now closed door just feet away from my husband.
"Adam!" I yelled as his hands wrapped around me, "Wait!...Mmmmffff...until he's gone."
"I've waited long enough mom." He growled as his hand found my breasts over my shirt.
He rocked against me, softly pinching my nipple over my shirt as I felt his monster swell against my back. God. What an incredible gift that cock was. A late baby-shower present from an old friend. From the moment I saw that tell-tale birthmark on the head of his cock when he was with his sister, a twisted seed of desire grew within me.
Tom's engine sprung to life outside, and Adam spun me around to face him, his hands looping around me to grip my ass.
"FUCK! Baby not yet. He's almost gone. Almost-" Adam shut me up, placing his mouth on mine.
It should have been weird, kissing my son. But we were so far past that point by now. We had jump-started this sexual relationship, one night when we were both drunk, horny, and alone. We had bypassed the weird feelings that fucking a family member might elicit. In some strange way this felt like an extension of my motherly instincts. I could take care of my son in a new way. I could love him in a new way.
I melted in his arms. My hesitance evaporating as I heard Tom's car back out of our driveway and drive away. My hands found his cock over his shorts, not that his massive bulge was hard to find. I savored the moment briefly before breaking our kiss.
"God Adam. You need to chill out. You've been way too risky and aggressive with your father recently." I chided him, as he twitched his cock against me. I knew I had to chastize him ASAP. The moment that fucking cock got inside of me all logic went out the window.
"You can't understand mom." He said, beginning to roll my shirt up, "Fucking your mother, behind your fathers back is such a rush."
I knew this would go to his head. He was already so full of himself. But he was right, I can't imagine how something like this would boost the ego of a 19 year old kid. He pulled my shirt up over my head and I lifted my arms to allow my breasts to be exposed. He was on them immediately, massaging them and rolling my nipples between his fingers. The boy loved my breasts, some things never change.
"You just need to be more careful" I said, hooking my fingers into his shorts and beginning to kneel down, "You don't want to get caught do you?"
His cock bounced free and struck me on my chin, eliciting a chuckle from Adam. I wrapped both hands around his length and guided the head into my mouth. God almighty I missed cocks like this. His tip was the size of a fucking plum, as long as my arm and as hard as an oak. The perfect cock to punish a cheating slut like me. I bobbed on the head of his shaft and swirled my tongue around it, savoring the taste.
"You would stop if we got caught? You really think I believe that?" Adam teased, wrapping my hair up in his fist. He was such a dick. As his mother, it annoyed me. As his slut, I loved it.
"Let's not find out, hun." I winked at him, coming up for a breath of air before the onslaught I knew was coming. I placed my lips back on his cock and stared up at him, awaiting his thrusts.
Adam gripped my hair tighter.
"God you're such a kinky slut, mom. Dad doesn't know what he has" He thrust forward slowly, and I relaxed my throat, easily accepting his length. He wouldn't know, of course, but I had plenty of practice with cocks like his.
As he pulled my head back off his cock I pushed against him so I could speak before his relentless facefucking came.
"Now now, Adam" I teased, bouncing his head on my tongue, "Respect your mother."
"Oh, is that what you want? To be respected? You get enough milquetoast, vanilla, respect from dad I imagine. What we do is different." He anchored himself in position, and began his reckless assault on my throat.
God you don't know the half of it Adam. If only you knew that Daddy would be watching you bury your cock inside of me soon. My heart caught in my chest. Fuck, I hope this went over how I thought it would. As Adam slammed into my throat relentlessly and saliva trailed down my chin, all I could think about was Tom.
Would he panic and run back home, stop us, freak out, lose his shit? Or would he stroke his little dicklet while a bigger man satisfied his wife in a way he can't? Would he see the utility in having a trusted, close, person to fuck his wife for him? Would he love the twisted, sick, nature of incestuous cuckoldry? Or would it break him?
Not only that, but would he be able to handle the more dark and twisted truth of his family I was protecting him from? That his son had fucked his daughter? That his son was fucking his wife? That Adam wasn't even his son? God, he had to know on some level. Kelly - Our daughter - had all of Tom's incredible characteristics. Smart, sweet, kind, hard-working, dedicated and loyal. Adam had all of Jason's dickish swagger and confidence. Not to mention the absolute unit he was shoving down my throat.
Adam had taken control of this family just like his biological father had done years and years ago. Somehow I thought telling Tom that I was cucking him with our son would be easier than telling him he wasn't his son at all.
As my mind wandered, I felt Adam's body tense and he forced my head to the base of his cock. His first nut always came fast. I took that as a compliment, and I always loved what came after. His post-nut clarity was so so so deliciously sweet.
"FUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK MOMMMMMMM" Adam groaned above me and I felt his warm shaft pump and pulse on my tongue as he emptied himself into my esophagus. I gobbled his sweet nectar like the perfect slut I was. Mothers clean up after their boys.
Once his cock stopped pumping, and he released his death grip on my hair, I pushed back and focused on teasing his tender bulb.
"Ohmygod mom, holy shit, you're fucking amazing." He moaned above me and my heart swelled with joy. He could be a good boy sometimes.
He leaned down and wrapped his arms under mine, helping me to my feet before picking me up and sitting me on the back of the couch by the door.
"Thank you, Mom. You're so fucking perfect, I love you so much." Adam buried his face in my neck, planting soft shuddering kisses there as his hands gently roamed my body.
