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[Story] Part 11

Skipping Church

"Huh? What?" I muttered, unable to open my eyes.

"I said, get up, we're late for Church," Dad said, shaking my shoulder. I rolled over, trying to evade his disturbing hand.

"Can't you and Mom go alone. I'm exhausted," I whined.

"Everyone will be disappointed. They'll all want to see you."

"Dad. C'mon. I really don't feel well," I pleaded.

"You c'mon," Dad replied. "At least one of you has to go. Get up."

"I can't. Mom will. She never misses Church."

"Mom's too exhausted," Dad said. "She's staying home."

"Dad, I just can't. Anyway," I appealed to his i... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  5

[Story] Part 8

Pictures

Several days followed with little interaction between us. Mom, I suspect, needed a little space and I was wary of approaching her after such an intense episode, given what had happened the last time. I decided to wait for a sign that she was approachable, no matter how hard that was for me to do.

We had gone through the weekend but I and the other serfs were laid off for a few days while the heavy equipment was moved to a new location. Mom sent me out to clean up Dad's carpentry shop in the backyard, mostly, I think, to keep me out of her hair, top and bottom.

I knew Dad didn... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  3

[Story] Part 9

Blackmail

I suffered through the rest of the week. We had piano practice every night but each time Mom wore a crisp white blouse, with a bra, and a tight black skirt. Her outfit prevented any underneath play and when I tried to hold her tits, she elbowed my hands out of the way. Mom insisted I play, but only the piano.

After each session, Mom walked slowly into the living room to receive Dad's accolades. The light shimmered off the sheer hose, her high heels tensioning her calf muscles as she moved, turning nice legs into stunning ones. Mom leaned forward in an exaggerated fashion that e... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago

[Story] Part 10

Recital and Sanctuary

Extracurricular activities were now freely accepted. I had shown Mom the pictures, letting her in on a secret, and I had proved worthy of her trust. I was justly rewarded. I came home most days to a quick blowjob before Dad got home. On the weekends, Mom let me get her outside and allowed me to lead her around the side for a blowjob in front of the trellis, sometimes twice a day.

Perhaps Mom was so generous because real piano practice was now being taken more seriously as the date for the recital was near. We truly practiced music in our sessions. But on one occas... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago

[Story] Part 7

Lost and Found

I was pretty cocky the next day. The more I thought about things, the more I convinced myself that I had been right about Mom. It wasn't all about the recital. She had always used her allure and favors to accomplish her goals but she also got off on it and learned to like it, rationalizing her own behavior as necessary because she was too proper to want wild sex. But when pushed near the edge, she had the potential to leap far beyond. Last night had confirmed my theory.

I worked through lunch the next day and rushed home a half hour earlier than usual to give me extra tim... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  1

[Story] Part 6


Extracurricular Activity

Mom didn't want to practice the next two nights. I wondered if Dad had said anything to her after they went to bed but decided that he hadn't. She must just be freaked about standing in the kitchen, drinking tea and eating biscuits with her husband while her son's cum dried in her panties. I rushed home from work to talk to Mom on Wednesday, knowing I had about half an hour before Dad got home. I found her at the kitchen table drinking a cup of tea. I got right to the point.

"Mom, we have to practice or we'll blow the recital."

She avoided my eyes, looking d... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  3

[Story] Part four

Tandem Play

I didn't get an opportunity to practice with Mom again until Saturday night. I don't know if she was avoiding me or what but she was busy every evening and would have been on Saturday too except Dad was sick and opted out of their regular dinner date. Mom made Dad something bland for dinner and spread a comforter over him after he settled back in his Lazy Boy, his favorite spot. She handed Dad the book he was currently reading but he closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.

Mom and I both sat on the couch, at opposite ends, reading. I glanced at Mom often but she conc... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  2

[Story] Part five

Over the Edge

The next morning, I lay in bed wondering if last night had been a dream, but knowing it wasn't. I hadn't faced Mom at the end but I had to now. I would be expected at breakfast before we all left for Church.

My apprehension was ill-founded. Mom behaved as if everything was normal. I thought it was just an act that would soon fray under its own tension, but it didn't. Somehow, Mom really acted as if last night hadn't changed our lives like I thought it had. The entire day played out like any other Sunday, through Church, the afternoon and even supper. Dad was feeling better... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  3

[Story] The Hot Summer Begins

The Hot Summer Begins

The summer started slowly. After my initial welcome home and an official barbecue party with f****y and old friends, I settled into my summer job and lazy weekends hanging out with old friends, few of whom were still around. Many had gone elsewhere for summer work since not many jobs were available in our small town, and some of those who remained had changed and it just wasn't the same hanging out with them anymore. So I began spending more and more of my evenings and weekends at home.

It was easily three weeks before Mom brought up the promised recital. I hadn't ... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  4

[Story] First Sight

First Sight

I'm an accomplished piano player for my age. I won't say pianist because I'm not that talented but I've had many years of training, starting with lessons at the age of five from my piano teacher mom.

Mom is a stay-at-home wife who always supplemented our f****y income through piano lessons, provided (mostly) to the members of our parish which produced a fresh crop of students each year. For years, I watched Mom teach other k**s, from beginners to graduates just surpassing their teacher's ability. We often attended recitals at our church to hear these students regale our floc... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  2

[Story] The Hook

The Hook

Home for the Christmas holidays. I was eager to show off the new skills I had learned but Mom never joined me at the piano except to stand behind me while I played. My hopes for a replay of summer's end, especially another 'broken' heel incident, dwindled with each passing day. Christmas day passed uneventfully and we were approaching the last day of the year when Mom asked me if I would play a piece or two at the New Year's Eve party my parents were hosting that night.

"Sure, what would you like to hear?"

"Play a few pieces and I'll pick," Mom said, more cheery than she'd b... Continue»
Posted by mbigseven 3 years ago  |  4

[Story] Mom's story


There was a period in my life when things did not go well. I was divorced and feeling very inadequate and lonely. My son Josh, who was in college at this time, was a great comfort to me and spent a lot of time with me. However, I still found myself feeling sad and lonely and would tear up easily whenever we talked about times past.

Whenever I was blue, Josh would hold me and stoke my hair and assure me everything was going to be all right. During that time we became closer and more connected than I ever thought possible. We really enjoyed our evenings together having meals and watching TV... Continue»
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