So here we are with a continuation from Chapter two re-submitted due to a potential breach of guidelines. All characters in this story are over 18. It deals with incest and something to shock you. If you are not one for having your boundaries stretched, then please move on. Otherwise enjoy and please vote and comment.
"So Mom" Karen said "How long's it been since you had sex?"
I was just laying there recovering from one of the most intense experiences in my life and wasn't quite prepared for an intimate conversation with my daughter, my son and his girlfriend. So I just said "Too long." and smiled.
Helen, Matt's girlfriend, was still lying on the bed next to me although she had moved from our gorgeous 69 position so that her head was next to mine at the bottom of my bed.
Matt had gone to the en-suite to clean up and Karen was slumped in my chair facing us, her legs still parted and her hand playing absentmindedly with her little pink pussy.
"You know Matt has mommy fantasies, don't you?" Karen said.
"I sort of just figured that out" I said with a soft chuckle. He had just given me a taste of his cum after all.
Helen turned to me and said "You know he'd fuck you in a heartbeat, don't you? That's if you wanted to of course and I don't just mean missionary either. You ought to feel his cock in your ass. It's to die for. And yes I felt you tense when I was sucking your clit at the thought of it."
"You got that right" said Karen "You ought to see them go for it mom. I love to watch when Helen takes it up her ass and Matt calls her Mom!"
I don't know whether I was horrified or turned on by the conversation but before I could make up my mind, Karen and Helen both got up and went to clean up and get dressed leaving me naked and disheveled on the bed.
After a moment I decided it was time for me to get up too. It was then that I noticed a large wet patch where Matt's cum had leaked out of Helen's pussy onto my bedspread. He was certainly a heavy cummer just like his dad. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Alone and still horny I scooped up his cum and pushed it deep inside my pussy. I shuddered a little then pulled on clean panties and jeans and a T-shirt and went downstairs, still loving the feeling of wetness between my legs.
Matt, Helen and Karen were in the kitchen making a sandwich and as usual, a mess.
"You want some Mom?" Matt said. For a moment I imagined 'some' being his cock inside me but realized he was talking about food. How bizarre to think that I was sitting with them having a sandwich chaser to his cum as though nothing had happened.
I started to speak. "I'm not sure that that should have happened guys...I ..."
Helen and Karen both cut me off mid sentence.
"Mom!" Mrs B!" they both said in unison. "For goodness sake! We're all adults and let's face it we all had fun!"
"Come on Mrs B. You loved it didn't you?" Helen said.
"But Helen how do you feel about your boyfriend fantasizing about me, his mom while he is fucking you?"
"Mrs B, I think you are so fucking hot. I have wanted to have you for as long as I can remember and I can't think of anything sexier than Matt fucking you."
"Too right, so long as I can watch." Chipped in Karen wiping mayonnaise from her chin. I wondered if she wiped cum form her chin with the same nonchalance.
"Oh this is too much. We can't do that again." I said "Stop now. Please don't mention it ever again. Ever." As I hurried myself out of the kitchen.
I went to my room sat on the bed and put my head in my hands and sobbed. What had I just done? The wet patch on my bedspread was drying out and would no doubt make a permanent stain to remind me and torture me every time I saw it.
I heard the back door close and the car pull out of the driveway. I was alone with my guilt and misery.
Days turned to weeks and walking around on eggshells turned back into a routine in much the same way as it was before.
Helen became more chatty and eventually we all relaxed as though it had never happened.
As time passed my horror and guilt turned increasingly to fantasy as I would lay in bed and relive those moments. Eventually I started to masturbate again and would recall the taste of Helen's pussy and Matt's cum. My fantasies would inevitably culminate in thigh shuddering orgasm as I imagined Matt entering my ass and pumping me full of his cum as Helen and Karen alternatively made out and watched.
I imagined being their sex slave.
One night I was well into my routine when Karen opened my bedroom door and without saying a word lifted the covers and snuggled in next to me. I felt her young naked body close to mine as she cuddled up and moved her leg over me. I felt her damp pussy against my thigh and her arms wrap around me.
"Mom can we talk about what happened?" she said.
"Matt and Helen are staying over at her dad's place and wont be back tonight."
"I don't want you to freak out mom." she said. "I mean I love you so much and we just wanted to make you happy."
"I know sweetheart" I said. "But it was so taboo. I despised myself for giving in to my desires but yes I loved it too."
"You know mom as I sat there watching you, Helen and Matt making out, part of me wished it was me who was eating your pussy and being fucked from behind.
I think about that a lot when I masturbate."
