A sliver of light crawled through the crack in the d****s; making its way across the carpet, up the side of the bed and directly into my eyes. It was just enough to wake me. I like it really dark when I sl**p so I frequently wake up early during the summer with the sun’s early rise.
I had an intense ‘morning hard-on’ but it was going to have to wait for a while. My wife was not a morning person: my waking her at this hour would not amuse her. I started to turn over and put my arms around her and see if I could go back to sl**p, or even better, maybe she would wake up early, when I realized I was alone in bed. Then I remembered, my wife was out of town for the week. She would not be home for several more days. She was out on the road with our son conducting seminars. Once our last c***d had left for college she decided to start her own business. The previous five years she had worked for a company that conducted business management seminars. She worked her way up to being their premier speaker and finally decided she had the skills and contacts to do it on her own. Our son Todd had just graduated with an MBA and wanted to work with her. They are still struggling but beginning to catch on. Their bookings have increased dramatically the last couple of months.
I started to take care of my erection myself, but I was not totally committed. My mind was drifting, thinking about a project I was working on and after a minute or so of half-hearted stroking I decided to just go back to sl**p and take care of it later. But first I got up, closed the d****s, and in the darkness, got back into bed and quickly went back to sl**p.
That had not always been easy in our house. We have three girls and our oldest c***d, Todd. They were just a few years apart from the oldest to the youngest. Our home was always noisy with them and their friends running around. Now the two youngest girls, the twins, are freshman in college, living away from home for the first time and their older s****r, a junior; was also living away from home. The quiet in the house was deafening.
I woke up a couple of hours later and my hard-on was back with a vengeance, insisting that he be taken care of. I took myself in hand and was fantasizing about a couple friends of my daughters who came around to the house all the time while they were in high school. You know the type, cute looking teens with high perky breasts, really low-waist pants that show those hipbones and a bit more: The kind that beg you to slide your hand down the front and cup their mounds while moving your fingers around…. Oh crap! I was just almost there and now the doorbell has to ring.
I got out of bed and pulled some sweat pants on. I didn’t bother with a shirt. I would just tell the solicitor to beat it and then I would go back to bed and do the same. I was tempted to just ignore whomever it was but you never know.
As I walked through the house to the front door I happened to look down and saw my sweat pants sticking out a noticeable distance in front of me. My erection was preceding me. I started to stop but then the bell rang several more times. My, they are certainly persistent. I’ll just peek around the door and shoo them away. When I got to the door I looked out the peek hole in the door and saw it was Nancy, my son’s wife. If I hadn’t already had an erection she could give me one right through the door. Nancy was just a darling. She was the ‘girl next door’ you read about. I had to be careful when she was at the house: It was so easy to stare at her. She had long blond hair, a great figure, nice breasts, long slender legs, and as they say, ‘cute as a button’. She reminded me a lot of that girl on ‘Wonder Years’ TV show that was on years ago, Winny I think her name was; at least on the show. I can remember lying in bed as a teenager, watching that show and really pounding…well that’s another story.
The doorbell brought me back to reality. I opened the door and pulled it partially open. I was trying to stand a bit behind it so save being embarrassed. I could just hear her talking to Todd when he returned and giggling, ‘and your dad answered the door with his cock poking his pants out’.
Nancy said “Hi Dad”, and walked right in. I started to say Cheryl is not here when I realized she must know that, her husband is with Cheryl. Nancy went over to the couch and sat down. I closed the door, tried to hold a hand nonchalantly in front of my crotch to hide my condition, and walked over and sat at the other side of the couch. I need not have bothered, Nancy was looking down at the floor; something was bothering her.
I moved a bit closer to her and put my hand on her shoulder. “What is it Honey”? She looked up at me and put her hand on my thigh. I almost jumped; an inch further to the right and she would have put her hand right on the head of my cock. Any diminishment of my erection was now reversed. If anything I was getting harder than before.
She finally looked up at me, “Dad, I’ve been trying to figure out how to say this to you for some time now”. While she hesitated before going on, thoughts began whirling through my mind, is Todd and Nancy’s marriage in trouble? Are they getting a divorce? I hadn’t noticed any problems and Cheryl had not said anything. “I don’t know how to say this perfectly so I’ll just get it all out at once”.
I patted her shoulder, “Sure Nancy. Would it be better for you to talk to Cheryl”? I didn’t know if this was a ‘female; thing. Perhaps she would be more comfortable talking to her.
That must have broken some tension because her lips broke out into a little smile. “No, I don’t think Cheryl can help me here. I need your help”.
“I’ll do what I can. Now what’s bothering you”?
“You know that Todd and I have been trying to have a baby for the last couple of years”?
“Sure. Cheryl told me a while back. I still think you two are kind of young though”.
“I’m older than my mom when she had her first. Besides, I came from a large f****y and I love k**s. Todd has three s****rs so he has that ‘large-f****y’ feeling also”. Nancy hesitated, looking down for a moment before lifting her eyes back to my face. I noticed she was having trouble looking me in the face. She frowned, “Things haven’t been going the way we thought. It has been two years now and I haven’t got pregnant”.
I nodded, “Well it can take a while for some people”.
“I know it can. But still, two years? About six weeks ago we finally went and saw a fertility doctor. The results came back last month”. She stopped, like she was trying to decide what to say next. “I’m okay but Todd has a problem. His sperm count is extremely low. The doctor says it is remotely possible for us to have c***dren but more likely not. He said don’t count on it, that we should look at other options”.
“How did Todd take it”?
“I haven’t told him. You know how men are about their virility. Todd is great, but he is also one of those guys who think with their dick sometimes; if they can’t get a woman pregnant they are less of a man”. Then she looked up at me, “You won’t tell him will you”?
I shook my head.
That said, Nancy began to softly cry. I moved beside her and put my arm around her shoulder. I didn’t say anything; just let her weep softly. After a minute I got up and got some tissue for her. Fortunately my boner had subsided a bit. It no longer looked like I had a tent in my sweats.
After a few minutes she stopped, composed herself and dried her eyes. I asked, “Have you considered other alternatives? There are fertility d**gs, perhaps adopting”.
“I don’t want to adopt. I want ‘our’ c***dren. I know that sounds stupid and emotional but it’s just how I feel. We talked to the doctor some time ago about artificial insemination and fertility d**gs but we just cannot afford it. It’s thousands of dollars, sometimes tens of thousands”.
I knew it was expensive. “Honey, I wish we could help but we are in a bind right now also. Maybe in a few years it will be different”. With that my voice kind of trailed off. I didn’t know what else to say that would help.
Nancy sat up and turned to face me, “I know, but there is something you can do that would fix the problem. I have given this a lot of thought. You can do something that will help Todd and me a great deal”. She was talking really fast. What could she mean? I thought perhaps artificial insemination, with me as a donor, but she knew the cost for that already so it could not be an option.
I started to open my mouth but Nancy put her hand up to stop me. “Let me finish. I won’t be able to say this unless I keep going. It’s kind of embarrassing and like I said, I have to say it all or I’ll never do it: And I have to, so just let me talk for a minute and then you can say something”.
I moved back a bit and nodded for her to go ahead.
“We really want c***dren but it looks extremely unlikely we can have our own. Any options that would help are just too expensive for us. I don’t want to adopt. I have given this a lot of thought and I think there is a way we could have our own, kind of”.
I should have figured something out by now but I must be just too dense. I started to ask a question but Nancy held up a hand to stop me.
“You can help us Dad. Your DNA is virtually identical to Todd’s. If you help us have a baby it would be f****y. The baby would look like us. You can help Todd and I have the f****y we want”. Nancy stopped talking and just sat there watching me.
I was confused and said somewhat hesitantly, “I’m not sure what I can do. You said artificial insemination was too expensive. We would love to help you and Todd but we don’t have the extra money right now either”.
Nancy did not immediately answer; she just looked at me for a moment. Then she stood up and reached down and took my hand. “Come with me Dad. I want to show you something”. I stood up, and with my hand in hers, we walked down the hall and into the master bedroom. She let go of my hand as we walked through the door. I stopped just inside the door and she took a couple more steps and stopped at the foot of the bed and turned to face me.
I looked around and wished I had made the bed. I normally waited until the morning my wife returned to straighten ever thing up.
I looked back at Nancy, “What is it you want to show me”? Yes, I was that stupid.
In one fluid motion Nancy reached to her waist, grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up and over her head. It happened so fast and was so unexpected I just stood there and stared. She then reached behind her, unfastened her bra, put her arms out and let if fall to the floor. Her breasts were everything I had occasionally fantasized while having sex with my wife. I have never liked huge breasts, must be a c***dhood fear of being smothered, and who likes a flat chest. Nancy was comfortably in the middle. My wife has had four c***dren and suffers the usual effects of gravity and motherhood. Nancy had so such problem. They stood out nicely, pointing at me with those large erect nipples.
While I was standing there speechless, staring at her breasts, she reached to her waist and pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles and kicked them aside. I finally found my voice as she took a step towards me. “Nancy, what are you doing”?
My eyes were now on that space between her legs. Nancy was fairly tall and had long slender legs. When you saw her thighs the natural thought was to wonder what they would feel like wrapped around yours. It was also apparent that she was a natural blond.
I took a step backward as she walked towards me. “Dad, as I said, I have given this a lot of thought in the last month. There is a way you can help us”. She stopped and looked up at me, “Please”?
I took just the one step backward when I reached the wall and had to stop, “Put your clothes back on. We can’t do this. Todd is my son. You are his wife”.
She just said, “Please”? She reached out to the waist of my sweat pants and pulled them down a few inches before I grabbed them to stop her. She had pulled them down just far enough that my cock was freed. It was now fully erect and pointing at her. I pushed her hand away from my waistband and her hand brushed against my cock. She looked down for a moment and then grabbed my cock with both hands.
“Dad, I understand how you feel. I felt the same way when I started thinking about this. I looked at every other alternative and this is best”. She took a step back, pulling on my cock as she did. I had a problem. Where a guy’s cock goes, he tends to go. She backed up until the back of her legs were against the bed.
“Nancy, we can’t have sex. You can’t have a baby this way. You are my son’s wife. Besides I’m happily married”. I was having trouble. When I moved my hands to hers to get her to let go of my cock she would then grab my sweat pants and attempt to pull them down. She had succeeded in getting them down below my crotch. I had to spread my legs a bit to keep them from falling to the floor.
“Dad, I’ve considered all the options”. Nancy sounded much more serious now. “This can work if you will just listen to my plan”. Nancy reached down and pulled my sweat pants the rest of the way to the floor. I stepped out of them. It seemed kind of silly to keep fighting her when she already had my cock in one hand.
“Okay”, Nancy continued. “It will be like a sperm donation. It won’t be like we will be having sex. We won’t even face each other. You’ll just sort of give me your sperm and then Todd and I can have the baby we want so much”. Nancy let go of me, turned, and crawled up on the bed on her hands and knees. She moved towards the middle of the bed and then stopped, still on her hands and knees, facing away from me. “Dad, I’ve ovulated and now is the time”. After a few moments she once again added, “Please”.
I didn’t say anything. I was torn. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to help them, but she was my son’s wife. I stood there looking at her. Even facing away from me I could see her breasts, enticing, dangling, nipples pointed towards the bed. Then I looked down her side and eventually at her inviting pussy. It felt like I was invading her privacy. I had always been faithful to my wife. I’d never strayed. Counting high school and college I have not had sex with another woman for thirty years.
Nancy interrupted my thoughts, “Dad, don’t leave me this way”. Her voice no longer had the earlier confidence. I could hear the hesitancy, the nervousness in her voice. She was kneeling in front of her father-in-law, naked, asking him to fuck her, and he could turn her down.
I took a step towards the bed, still not sure of what to do. I knew what I wanted to do, just not sure what I should do. I looked down between her legs. I couldn’t deny it. I did want to fuck her. I could hear myself begin to rationalize. I wasn’t cheating on my wife I was doing my daughter-in-law a favor. I wasn’t fucking the wife of my son. I was helping them to have the c***d they wanted. She wanted me to do this: To try and get her pregnant. Well, however misguided, I was willing to try.
I moved up behind her on the bed. Her skin looked so smooth, inviting. Her legs were fairly close together, just inches apart. I put my hands on the inside of her thighs and gently pushed out to get her to spread them further apart. With my hands on her hips I pulled her slightly towards me. I looked down; my cock was just an inch away from her pussy, maybe less. I wondered, no foreplay, would this be difficult, painful? The head of my cock pushing against the lips of her pussy and it was as though the lips parted for me. The head easily started to slide into her. I had been hard for so long I was lubricated enough for both of us.
I finally pushed my hips forward and watched as the swollen head of my cock slowly disappeared in her. I had crossed my Rubicon, there was no point in holding back. I pushed forward again and watched her lips stretch around my cock, her pussy slowly envelop me as I disappeared inside of her: The lips of her pussy slowly sliding over the ridges of my cock, stretching to encase me. I was mesmerized. I pulled back so I could watch it again. As I pushed forward into her the second time the pleasurable sensation finally caused me to thrust forward harder, burying myself completely in her in one stroke, my groin pushed up tight against her butt.
She felt so tight around me. I was not used to this. I began slowly stroking in and out of her. My wife’s pussy had passed four c***dren. We still had good sex but tight was not a sensation I had experienced in many years. It felt so good I wanted to just keep fucking her hard until I came. Then it hit me, that’s what I was supposed to do.
“Thank you Dad. You won’t be sorry”. Nancy put her head down on the bed and reached back between her legs with one hand. She need not worry. I was already not sorry.
I felt her fingers brush against my shaft and I slid in and out of her. I stopped for a moment, wondering what she was doing.
Nancy noticed and said, “Don’t stop. The doctor said if I have an orgasm during sex it might increase the chance of getting pregnant”.
By this time I had no intention of stopping. And if she was trying to have an orgasm, perhaps I could help. I ran my hands up her back and then down her sides to cup her breasts. I heard her suck in her breath and I began fondling her breasts and then the nipples. “Will this help”?
“Ye….yes” Nancy stammered, breathing harder.
At one point I moved my hands back to her hips and rose up straight. Looking down I could watch as my cock slide in and out of her. I could see the skin of her pussy being pulled back as I pulled partially out of her before thrusting back into her.
Nancy continued rubbing her clitoris but would sometimes drift away to push her palm against my shaft as I continued fucking her. Every so often she would reach back and take my balls in her hand before returning to her clitoris. Once she wrapped her thumb and forefinger around my cock right at the base. Then as I stroked into her she pulled me harder into her. It took a moment before I figured out she was trying to get me to go faster. Once I was there she let go of me and turned her attention back to her clitoris. After several minutes of this Nancy stiffened and then pushed her butt hard back against me; keeping me deep inside of her. I could feel her pussy spasming around my cock.
The thought of her having an orgasm with me inside of her was all I needed for mine. As she began to relax I stroked hard into her a few times and then grabbed the top of her shoulders and pulled her back tight against me. I thrust my hips hard against her butt several times, my cock firmly buried in her. Just as I was about to cum I felt her squeeze me with her pussy. Thank God for kegel muscles. I exploded inside of her. As each stream of seminal fluid left my body for hers I pushed hard against her, trying to get deeper, stay deep inside of her.
Once I was drained I held her there for a minute, enjoying the sight of her young naked body in front of me; my hands moving lightly from her hips up to her shoulders and then back to her hips. I finally pulled out of her and collapsed on my back on the bed followed by Nancy next to me. We lay there, both of us breathing hard, not talking.
After several minutes Nancy was the first to speak, “Thank you Dad. I know that wasn’t easy for you”. She had no idea. After another moment she added, “Are you okay”?
I thought about it before answering, “”I’m okay. I hope my donation helps”. I meant it to be light-hearted but neither of us laughed.
We both lay there for several minutes without saying anything else. I had a lot of thoughts going through my head, some good, some laden with guilt. I wondered what Nancy was thinking. Was she suffering the same guilt as I? Then the thoughts of guilt were replaced with thoughts of Nancy’s breasts. How could they be so soft and firm at the same time? Was I really kneeling between her thighs just a few minutes ago?
I was feeling very relaxed, and might have fallen asl**p if not for Nancy putting a hand on my thigh. “I’ve heard that the sperm from a second ejaculation is more potent than the first”.
Two times in a row; whom was she k**ding? My wife and I had not done it twice in a row in years. I had to smile, “Nancy, you have to remember my age. I’m not as young as you. I’m willing to help but let’s not fool with nature”. For emphasis I reached down and lifted my now limp cock up and let it fall back down.
Nancy reached over and took my cock in her hand, “Maybe he just needs the right encouragement. We’ve come this far. The hard part is over. We might as well do everything we can to improve my chances”.
I let her fondle me while I watched: Her small hand working my cock. When I was almost fully erect I turned over on my side to face Nancy. She had her eyes closed and continued her work. I leaned over and took her nearest nipple in my mouth. It was soft and my tongue could push it around but it quickly became hard and erect. Nancy said, “I don’t know if you should be doing this”. I sucked it into my mouth, pulled back a bit and then let it go with a soft ‘pop’.
“I’m just trying to help you get ready”. I leaned forward again and sucked more of her breast into my mouth, running my tongue around and over her nipple. She groaned and began squirming beside me, her thighs rubbing together.
I could not reach her other nipple from this position so I rose up on my hands and knees. I moved over above her, putting one knee between hers. I pushed my knee higher between her thighs, firmly against her pussy, rubbing against it. She moved her legs farther apart to make it easier. She let go of my cock, it was fully erect again and put her hands on my hips.
From where I was I could easily reach either breast. I used my lips and tongue to tease one nipple and then the other before moving down to her flat stomach, kissing her skin as I went, then once again returning to her breasts. Her breathing became more labored.
I leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. As I pulled back she looked up at me and said, “Dad, I don’t think we should” but she made no effort to stop me. I lifted my other knee up and moved it between her legs. She kept her feet on the bed but pulled her knees up along side my hips. She squeezed them against me and then lowered her knees sideways until they almost rested on the bed. I moved back to her breasts for a moment before lowering myself against her, my cock now back at the entrance to her pussy. She started, “Dad, I don’t think”, but then stopped as I moved my hips forward, pushing a few inches inside of her.
I held myself there for a moment before bringing my chest directly above hers. The movement caused me to slide deep inside of her. I could feel her hips push towards me, trying to get me fully embedded in her. It was so hot inside of her. I thought a second time would be messy, uncomfortable, with my cum still inside of her. I was wrong.
I lowered more of my weight on her and began thrusting against her; moving deep inside of her and then pulling almost all the way out before bottoming out again in her. I could feel her chin bouncing against my shoulder as I picked up speed. Her legs began squeezing against my hips and then spreading wide, as though she could not make up her mind which felt best. She moved her hands down to my butt, grabbing me and pulling me with each thrust into her.
The first time I was still a bit guilty and somewhat undecided about what was happening; I was not totally committed. When she said she wanted an orgasm I made sure she came first. Until I came in her we could still stop and try and pretend it never happened. This time I wasn’t feeling guilty and I was certainly not undecided. I just wanted to fuck her and I wanted to cum inside of her; and soon.
I moved my hands down under her hips to pull her tightly against me and began thrusting faster. I knew it would not take long. I was past that. It was just lust. Nancy moved her arms up and wrapped them around me.
Nancy was breathing hard, groaning as I slammed into her. I slowed down and began grinding against her clitoris. It took just a few minutes before I began feeling my impending orgasm. I began long slow strokes into her. I wanted to feel each squirt of my cum as it passed into her. Nancy pushed her hips up against me, meeting each thrust from me with one of her own.
As the first stream shot from me I felt Nancy hug me tightly to her and her thighs tighten against the outside of mine and then her pussy once again began spasming around my cock. A high-pitched squeal escaped through her gritted teeth. In my entire married life I think there were only a couple of times that Cheryl and I came at the same time. As each stream left me I thrust forward tight against her, the strength of the thrusts diminishing as my supply of cum quickly ran out. I was finally left on top of her, breathing hard, her legs still spread and her ankles hooked around my thighs.
I knew I was heavy on her so as soon as we finished our last shudders I wrapped my arms around her and rolled the two of us over. She came with me, ending up lying on top of me; her head on my chest, facing away from me. Neither of us said anything for a while.
When the silence had lasted several minutes I knew I had to say something. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that”.
Nancy turned her head around to face me but kept it on my chest. “No, it’s okay. It might even help. The doctor said that position is actually the best position to do it in. You, I mean, the guy gets deeper and gets the sperm closer to the cervix when, you know, you cum in me”. She stopped for a moment before adding in a very soft voice, “and you certainly did get deeper”. After a few seconds she added, “I suggested we do it the other way, uh position, because I thought it would be easier for us. You know, I mean being f****y”.
I said, “I’m fine doing it either way. If the doctor says you have a better chance of getting pregnant this way then that’s okay too”.
After about twenty minutes we got up and took a shower together. By that time it seemed almost normal for the two of us to walk around each other naked. The next morning Nancy again appeared at my front door. She walked in, took my hand and I followed her to the bedroom.
It was a couple of days later that I got a call from my wife. A CEO in one of their seminars was so impressed he asked if they could give an in-house seminar for his company. The only time they had available in the next couple of months was the end of this week. My wife and Todd had decided to stay the rest of the week and give the seminar.
That night just before dinner Nancy showed up at my door with a suitcase. I was surprised. She normally came by in the morning, and besides, what was the suitcase for? “Dad, there was a burglary and a woman was ****d on our block last night. I talked to Todd last night and he suggested I stay here in his old room until he gets back”.
I thought it was a great idea. It clearly wasn’t safe at her house. She put the suitcase in Todd’s old room and then we both went out for dinner. When we returned we settled down and watched some TV. Around ten I decided there was nothing on I was interested in so I got up to go to bed. I was pretty disappointed when Nancy had put her suitcase in Todd’s old room. I did not like sl**ping alone and had looked forward to having Nancy in my bed when she said she was staying with me.
I said goodnight and walked down the hall towards my bedroom. As I passed Todd’s old room I stopped, opened the door and looked inside. “Whatcha doin”? Nancy’s voice right behind me startled me.
I turned to her, “I was just making sure you had clean sheets and stuff”.
She smiled at me, “Why? I’m not sl**ping in here. Why’d you think that”?
I pointed at the suitcase.
“I just brought that for nosy neighbors and some extra clothes”. She took my hand and we went to my bedroom.
Thirty minutes later we were both in my, our, bedroom, her sitting on top of me, rocking back and forward with me deep inside of her, her eyes closed, my hands on her breasts when the phone rang. I motioned for her to get off of me as I reached for the telephone; she smiled, shook her head and continued rocking back and forth. “Hello”?
“Hi honey. How are you doing”? It was my wife.
“I’m fine honey. How are you and Todd doing? How is the seminar going”? Nancy’s eyes were closed, a smile on her lips, and beginning to rock faster on me. She was starting to get that determined look on her face just before she came.
“It’s fine. We’ll be done Friday afternoon and we’ll be home late that night”. Good, that gives us two more days, and nights. “Is Nancy still up? Todd would like to talk to her”.
I looked up at Nancy, still thrusting her hips back and forth on me, a smile now appearing on my face. “Yes, I think she’s still up. Hold on a moment and I’ll go see”. I motioned again for Nancy to get off me as I put the phone down on the night table. Nancy silently mouthed ‘I’m taking a bath’, and continued rocking back and forward.
I said, “Okay, here she is” and put the phone out to her.
After a few seconds she pouted and then took the phone. “Todd? Are you there”? As they talked Nancy never stopped moving on me, though much slower now than before. After several minutes of talking she finally finished with an “I love you too” and then handed the phone back to me.
Nancy pouted again, “I was so close. You seemed a bit nervous”.
“Well, yes. It is kind of odd. We’re fucking while you are talking to your husband and I’m talking to my wife. Doesn’t that seem strange to you”?
“Yes, it is a little odd. But don’t think of it as fucking. Think of it as you are providing a valuable service, a job if you will. It’s your job to get me pregnant, to service me. I can’t help it if it is mildly pleasurable at the same time”.
I reached up to tweak a breast, “Mildly”?
She laughed, “Well maybe a bit more than mildly”.
“What about Todd”? It was a subject that I had avoided talking about and tried to not even think about.
“This does not affect my marriage. This is to get pregnant, to make my f****y stronger. I love Todd. I love you too, but as my father-in-law. You are doing Todd and me a big favor. And I don’t suppose this is causing you any discomfort either at this point”. To emphasize her point she ground herself down on top of me. “Do I enjoy this? Obviously I do. But once I have my c***dren we’ll stop and it will be over”.
We continued without any further talking to our inevitable conclusion that night. We also took advantage of the next couple of days before my wife and Todd’s return.
It was a week, later with my wife and Todd off again on a tour that Nancy once again showed up in the evening on my doorstep. When I opened the door Nancy was crying.
I took her hand and pulled her into the house, “Come in Honey. What’s wrong? Has something happened to Todd”?
She was crying so steadily she could not talk for several minutes, just waved at me when I tried to get her to calm down. I gave her some tissue to dry her eyes when she finally slowed down.
“What’s going on”?
All she could get out that I could understand was “Period”.
I waited and she finally composed herself and said, “I got my period. I’m not pregnant”.
I was relieved. I thought it was something serious. “Honey, you know it can take a while. You’ve talked to the doctors. It’s not just Biff, Bam and you’re pregnant”.
“I know Dad. It’s just that I’ve been hoping so much. We’ve been having sex almost every day and most of the time twice a day at that. I thought that would be enough”.
“It might take a while. I’ll be there for you”. I certainly would.
Nancy dried her tears. “I know you will Dad. I appreciate it”.
We sat down and talked for a while about nothing in particular, just passing the time. After dinner was finished we went to bed. Just getting in bed with her gives me an erection and this was no exception, period or not.
When Nancy got in bed she moved up next to me and reached over to put her arm around me. As she did her hand bumped into my now erect cock.
Nancy giggled, “We can’t have sex but perhaps there is something I can do to fix that”.
I figured she was going to jack me off. I didn’t mind. A girl’s hand was certainly better than mine.
Nancy looked at me, “I might not do this right. I’ve never done it before. I tried once with Todd but he stopped me. He said he doesn’t really like it so I didn’t try again”.
Nancy lifted the covers and pulled them over her head as she moved down my body. I watched as the bump under the covers moved down until it settled at my waist. Then I heard her muffled voice, “I think he probably does, like it I mean, but he figures he would have to do me in return and that is probably what he doesn’t like. Some men don’t I guess. But I hear all men like this”.
Nancy moved her hand to encircle the base of my cock. I was then surprised when I felt her lightly kiss my shaft, near my balls. She slowly worked her way up the shaft, light little kisses as she got nearer to the head. I felt a light peck on the head of my cock. It was like a goodnight peck you might give your s****r. She was right; she didn’t know how to do this. Was that going to be it? Then I felt something move around the head, making a complete circle before it pulled away. It had to be her tongue; it felt wet and very warm.
As I watched, the bump under the covers moved to where it had to be directly over my cock. I felt another light kiss and was about to offer a suggestion when the head was engulfed in a moist, hot mouth. Her hand began making small, inch or two, strokes at the base, right at my balls, while her head started moving the covers up and down as she slid her head up and down on my cock.
I had to watch this. I pulled the covers up and over to the side off of us. Nancy immediately pulled back off my cock. “No Dad. Uh, it’s cold”.
It was way too warm in the room. No way it was too cold. Plus our two naked bodies were pretty pressed together. “It’s not cold. If anything it’s pretty hot in here”. I pulled the pillow up beneath my head. I wanted to watch this.
Nancy replied sheepishly, “It’s just kind of embarrassing. It’s easier if you aren’t watching”. While saying this, her hand was still stroking me slowly, soft short strokes. As she pulled on my cock it moved up slightly, ever so close to her mouth.
“Honey, please I want to watch you. You can’t believe how it turns me on to watch you”.
Nancy did not say anything. Keeping her eyes on me she opened her mouth and lowered it back to my cock. Just as I was about to disappear into that inviting interior her tongue came out and began licking around the head in lazy circles. It felt so good I lifted my hips off the bed, pushing myself into her mouth. She closed her lips around me and her head began bobbing up and down on me. Occasionally her teeth would sc**** me but I was not about to say anything that might make her stop.
That familiar tingling began and knew I was close. I reached down and pulled her hand away from my cock. When she looked up at me with a question on her face I told her, “I just want to feel your mouth”. She moved her tongue around me like I was an all-day sucker. “Oh yes, and your tongue”.
I wanted to lay back and just enjoy the sensation but I was also curious what would happen when I came. It felt so good my hips were bouncing up off the bed to meet her mouth. If I could I would have held off for a while just to make it last longer and enjoy it more. My wife hardly ever did this and after I cum in Nancy’s mouth it might be my last time with her also. I should be a gentleman and warn her but I was just too selfish. I wanted to cum in her mouth.
I had lowered my head, just enjoying her mouth, but now I raised my head to watch Nancy’s face and lifted my hips one last time. Hot semen exploded from my cock as I let out a long groan. Nancy’s eyes grew big as the first blast erupted in her mouth, but she did not move away, she kept moving her tongue around me. As I watched, her cheeks sank in as she sucked on me. I let my head fall back on the pillow. I had done almost nothing but felt exhausted.
When I finally had no more cum to squirt in her mouth, Nancy once again took my cock in her hand and licked me clean. I heard her call me and I looked up. She opened her mouth and I could see the white liquid pooled in her mouth, her tongue swishing back and forth in it. As she closed her mouth a small amount spilled down her chin and dripped onto my stomach. Watching me, she closed her mouth and very deliberately swallowed. She then leaned down to my stomach and licked off the bit that had spilled onto me and swallowed it also.
Nancy moved up the bed and lay beside me, her head on my shoulder. “I seem to have drained you of your vital bodily fluids”. She traced a finger in little circles on my chest. “It wasn’t what I expected. I hear guys like it when the girl swallows. It’s a real turn-on to them”.
I could only let out a low “Yes, it is”.
“My girlfriends talk about it of course. Some like it some don’t. You never know until you try it for yourself”.
I was curious. She had not said how she felt about it. Was she one of those that didn’t like it? “And how was it”?
“I thought it was neat. The taste was different though I didn’t know what to expect. What I liked most was the power. I liked giving you that intense pleasure. Though it was a waste of perfectly good sperm”.
“Trust me, that was no waste”.
We talked a while longer before we drifted off to sl**p. Over the next few months we developed our pattern. Todd and my wife would go out of town. Nancy would come and stay at my house and we would fuck like bunnies. She would get her period and be sad and then I would get oral sex until we could begin fucking again. On occasion I would give her a good licking but she preferred a good fucking. She was focused on her goal.
We came close to getting caught just one time. I was on top of Nancy, pounding away, just seconds away from cumming when we heard the garage door motor start. Todd and my wife had come home early. Nancy and I jumped up and grabbed all her clothes from my bedroom and quickly dumped them in Todd’s old bedroom.
Nancy was in a great mood to welcome Todd home and I got to fuck my wife that night to her big surprise; twice to my surprise. The first time I lasted just minutes. Nancy had me so close earlier that I barely lasted long enough to get inside of her. My wife was surprised; we had not had sex much in a while. I explained I was just so excited to have her back.
Nancy and I settled back into our routine over the next couple of months: our spouses on the road and us in bed. We were all surprised when Nancy finally announced she was pregnant a month later. I had to wonder, who was the father? I knew she still had sex with Todd. I expected a sudden cutoff with her but our routine did not change, though it did slow down a bit. It had been a long time since I had sex with a pregnant woman.
When Nancy reached her ninth month Todd stayed home and my wife went out on one last seminar trip by herself. The night after she returned we were lying in bed talking. She put her hand on my chest, “Honey, you’ll never guess who I saw today at the market. You remember Bill Mitchell and his son, Frank”?
“Sure. Frank’s a few years older than Todd. Doesn’t he have like three or four k**s”?
“Well its four now. I saw his wife, Erin, at the market. She is such a pretty girl. She has been really good at getting that weight off after having her babies. Well anyway, she just had their fourth. We got talking and something came up. Before I left she asked if I would have you talk to Frank about something”.
“I don’t know what I could talk to him about. He seems to know how to do it already. Four huh”.
“No, she wants to stop. She does not want to have more; four is enough. I told her about your vasectomy and she wondered if you could talk to Frank about it. You know, let him know it doesn’t change anything. You know how men are about their sperm”.
Fuck. Who else has she told about my vasectomy? “Honey, I’ll talk to him. But I want you to promise me something. I know I’m just being a ‘MAN’ but it’s something I’m sensitive about. I would really appreciate it if you would not tell anyone I’ve had a vasectomy, not even f****y. I know it’s stupid and I shouldn’t feel that way but I would really appreciate it”.
My wife laughed, “Okay Honey. You sound like a real Tim Taylor. You know you are not less of a man to me. In fact you are more of a man to have had the vasectomy instead of my having my tubes tied”.
“I know it’s silly. It’s just a macho thing. But will you promise”?
“Okay, but you’ll still talk to Frank”?
“Sure, I’ll talk to him. But you won’t forget and tell anyone, this is important to me”. As my wife drifted off to sl**p I thought about ‘how important’. If Nancy found out she would kill me. Well, she would at least hurt me pretty bad. It would also harm our f****y relationship even though Todd would probably never find out why.
Plus there was a bigger reason. I still remember when Nancy first talked to me about being a sperm donor for her; she talked about having c***dren, not c***d. While I was unable to donate the sperm, I certainly wanted to be there, to encourage her and be an active participant as she attempted to conceive her future c***dren. I was willing to give it my all.
As I pulled in the driveway I was about to hit the button to raise the garage door when I remembered Nancy was most likely parked there. My daughter-in-law had been staying at our house whenever her husband, my son Todd, and I went out on our seminar tours. A **** and burglary had taken place a few doors down from their house last year and she was still nervous to stay home alone when Todd went out for an extended period.
I parked in the driveway, turned off the engine and just sat back. I needed to go inside and talk to my husband but I was not ready for the talk yet. He was not expecting me for another week so there was no hurry. Frankly I was not looking forward to it. There was going to be a lot of anger. I didn’t know if my marriage could withstand it.
I looked around the neighborhood. Except for one house all the lights were off. That house belonged to the busybody of the neighborhood. She was most likely sitting by the window, wondering why I had not gone in yet. She probably was also wondering what I was doing here in the first place at 1 in the morning. I had started driving as soon as the seminar finished for the day. Todd stayed behind and I drove alone. Fortunately it was Friday so I had the weekend to recover and not too long a drive.
And so I sat thinking. So much had happened in this last year. It’s hard to believe it has been a year. It was all so easy in the beginning. How did things get were they are now?
A year ago Todd and I were giving a seminar at the one of the state university campuses? We were teaching business management techniques to the university professors. It had been a long week. Half the professors thought the class was useless, had no practical application to what they did and the other half thought it was great.
It was Friday afternoon, the end of a long week and we, my son and I, would be staying the weekend and working with another group of professors the following week before we would have a chance to go home and relax for a few days.
The room had finally cleared out, it’s amazing how many questions some of these teachers can come up with, when my son came up to my side. He is such a handsome boy, correct that, young man. I shouldn’t be calling guy 6’ 2” a boy anyway. Several of the younger female professors had hit on him the past week, a couple of the older ones also.
“Hey mom, how about we grab a bite and I’ll take you out for a drink. There is a bar right around the corner from our hotel that a lot of the k**s go to. They have a band. If you are good I’ll spin you around on the dance floor”.
I thought about it, it was enticing, “I don’t know honey. You showing up with an older lady, one old enough to be your mother”, I said with a laugh, “that’s going to cut out any action for you”.
Todd actually blushed. “Oh Mom. You’ll fit in fine. You look like you would be one of these girls’, he paused and smiled, “older s****r”. Then the smile was replaced with a blank look, “I don’t need any action here. I would just like to have more at home”.
I started to ask what he meant but decided to keep ‘mother’ out of it when he quickly began putting papers away in his briefcase. Maybe I should go out for a drink later. He might open up without my prying. “Okay, you talked me into it, but I think I’ll pass on the dancing”.
We had a light dinner that evening and walked over to the bar. It was definitely popular with the University crowd. A band was playing and a small dance floor was full. I wasn’t too out of place. There were quite a few people around my age there. The older men were probably there to hit on the college girls. I recognized many of them as professors at the University: again, they were probably there to hit on the University girls.
Todd and I found a spot to sit and over the course of a few drinks we enjoyed the music, the band was actually pretty good, and watched the dancing. I think both of us were feeling a bit lonely and not ready to go back to empty hotel rooms so we nursed our drinks and watched the action, listened to music. We talked off and on. It finally came out that he and Nancy had been barely having sex the entire past year and he was getting frustrated. I thought welcome to my world. I was used to getting it on a regular basis when I was home but for the last year my husband seemed disinterested. I tried to explain to Todd about a woman having less of a sex drive after having a baby and that it would get better but he had already heard it.
“Mom, this started before the baby came. It was even before she got pregnant. We had been trying so hard for a couple of years and then in the course of a month we went from constantly to once or twice a month. I tried to talk to her about it but she didn’t want to talk about it. She just said things would get better. And now it’s been a few months and she is talking about getting pregnant again but I don’t know how that’s going to happen”.
He took a long drink, finishing it and added, “You have to have sex to get pregnant”.
“Give her some time. Having a new baby is a lot of work and if she wants another she knows the two of you will have to, uh, get together more often”.
Todd just nodded and ordered a couple more drinks for us and then fell silent.
Most of the action was not on the dance floor. It was amusing to watch the age-old game. Guys, young and old, in the mating dance: birds strutting around, fluffing their feathers, trying to attract the female while the females sit back, pretending to ignore them. I was about to lean over and ask Todd if he was ready to go back to the hotel when two young things walked up to our table. One of them asked Todd if he would like to dance with them while the other, just too good looking her own good, gave me that ‘what is this fine looking young man doing with an old lady like you’ look.
Todd looked at me, hesitated, and then looked back at the girls, “Thanks ladies, but my mom and I are just having a quick drink. We’re going to be leaving pretty soon”.
The girls quickly turned to me, and the one for whom I was beginning to develop a dislike said, “Your mother, how sweet. You don’t mind if your son dances with us for a bit do you”?
Now I really did not have a good reason to dislike her, other than the low-hip pants she was wearing, showing a lot of hip bone, and I knew she has to shave her pubic hair as it should be showing an inch or two, or the short floppy top she had on where if you leaned down one inch you were staring at the bottom of her perky tits. No, I did not have any reason to dislike her at all, but Todd was with me. He was mine for the evening. Was I getting jealous? I wasn’t sure but I knew Todd could use some fun. I turned to him and said, “Go ahead Todd. Have some fun. I still need to finish my drink”.
Before Todd could say anything the two girls pulled him out of his seat and dragged him out on the floor. Todd, always a bit self-conscious, started slowly but in less than a minute the three of them were really enjoying themselves. I thought the girls were grinding against him a bit too much.
They stayed out on the floor for a couple of numbers and then Todd went with them to their table. He motioned to me that he was going to have a drink with them. Todd sat at their table with one of the girls on each side. I watched as they talked animatedly, waiting for their drinks.
I looked around the room, bored, listening to the music and waited for Todd to finish. Now that I was alone I was antsy to leave. In one corner I noticed a table with two girls and two guys. It was one of the few tables that had a tablecloth. The two girls seemed to be arguing about something to the amusement of the guys. It was too noisy and too far away to have any idea what they were arguing about but it provided the only drama in the room. After a few minutes of arguing and pointing back and forth at each other one of the girls looked around the room and then slid down off her chair under the tablecloth. Just for a moment I wondered what she had dropped. Then it was obvious when the guy next to her got a goofy grin on his face and slouched down in his seat. Just thinking about it my face was getting hot and I was getting the beginning of that tingle between my legs.
When I looked back at Todd’s table I saw the girl, who was destined not to be my best friend, put her hand under the table on Todd’s thigh. He was saying something to the other girl and did nothing to stop the action under the table. I could feel the anger build up in me. Who did she think she was, putting a move on my guy, well my son that is, right in front of me. As I watched, waiting for Todd to do something, the girl turned towards me and saw me watching. I could swear she smiled. She moved her hand up until it had to be right on Todd’s dick and then turned back to Todd who was still talking to the other girl. And then my mind took a wild turn, I wondered what it would be like, feeling Todd’s cock get hard in my hand: getting hard because I was rubbing it. Stop it. You are just horny. Your son is not the answer. But then I thought, if he wasn’t, then maybe I didn’t understand the question.
I was just getting up when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Cheryl”. Oh crap. It had to be the one jerk in our class. He was good looking, had charm, but knew it. I had no doubt he used it on all the girls in his classes, and probably had much success. “What a surprise to see you here. I would have guessed you went home over the weekend”. He motioned to the empty chair beside me, “May I join you”?
Unfortunately he also had clout at the University. I f***ed myself to smile and nodded, “Gary isn’t it? I’m going to be going in a minute, but until then”.
“No, it’s Grayson”. I saw a flash of irritation just for an instant on his face as he sat down. I knew his name but another professor had told me it was a good way to get his goat. He put his charming smile back on his face and pointed at my drink, “Can I get you another one”?
I shook my head, “I’ve several ahead of you. I’d better stop while I still can”.
I looked back at Todd. The girls were sitting right up against him now, and while the one girl was very noticeably rubbing his cock under the table, the other girl, while I was watching, took one of Todd’s hands and pulled it over and rested in on her thigh. She was wearing a very short skirt. I was surprised when Todd did not move his hand away. The girl must have expected Todd would take the hint and take it from there because after a minute she reached back under the table and pushed his hand higher, up under her skirt. Apparently she was of the impression that my son was a gynecologist.
“Todd seems to be getting lucky”. I turned around at the words. Grayson was looking over at the table where Todd was sitting. Then I felt Grayson’s hand on my thigh; pretty high on my thigh in fact. If I wasn’t of the opinion that his pen had been dipped in just about every inkwell on campus I could have been tempted. Just watching the girls with Todd was getting me hot.
Just as his hand began moving even higher I slipped my hand under the table and sank some nails into the top of his hand. It must have hurt, I heard him suck in his breath. “You should remove that before I leave you with a bl**dy stump”.
Grayson quickly removed his hand. “I just thought that you might be lonely, what you being out on the road all the time, and would like some company. Why else would you be here. No disrespect intended”.
I looked around the room and back at Grayson, “I’m fine. I think you will have better success out there”.
Without another word Grayson got up with his drink, nodded to me, mumbled something that sounded like ‘frigid bitch’, and went over to another table where several girls were seated. They must have known him and made room for him to sit down.
I looked back at Todd. The one girl was still rubbing his dick like it was a rabbits foot and she needed all the luck she could get. I was surprised she did not have it out of Todd’s pants by now jerking him off. Maybe she had, it had been a while since I last looked. The only thing saving him right now might be that their table did not have a tablecloth. Though it did not look like he was asking to be saved.
The other girl now seemed to be searching for something in Todd’s ear with her tongue. Todd was just slouched back in his chair with his eyes closed and one of those goofy guy grins on his face. His eyes opened slowly and he looked up to see me, across the room, watching what was going on. He pulled his hand from under the one girls skirt and pushed the other girl’s hand away from his cock. He spoke quickly to the girls and began getting up. They were pissed. They had some time invested and it was all going to waste. But they were young and had the right tools. They would find another opportunity in a minute or so.
At Todd walked towards me I noticed he was having some difficulty walking. It took me a moment to figure out he was trying to conceal his erection. Either that or his balls were so swollen he was trying to keep them from exploding. I didn’t want to stare but I would have given odds that if I did, and the light was better, I would have seen a wet spot on his pants.
When he got to my table I stood up to meet him. Before I could say anything he said, “I’m sorry mom. It just got out of hand. Don’t tell Nancy okay? I won’t do it again. It’s just that it has been so long and the attention felt good”.
“Well I don’t think it was the attention that felt good. And no, I won’t tell Nancy. You have to be careful on these trips. Sure it would feel good to have some sex but you don’t know what you might pick up to take home to her”. And then, before I could stop myself, the words just came out, “If you are that hard up for sex you should just come to me. You know I’m in the same spot. We could help each other”. Oh, fuck. Did I say that out loud?
Todd had a stunned look on his face. He didn’t say a thing.
“Oh honey, I didn’t mean that. I’m just a bit frustrated and I’ve had way too much to drink. Let’s get out of here”. I turned and started walking to the door. Our hotel was just two blocks away. We walked side-by-side, staring straight ahead, not saying a word to each other. A couple of times I looked down, alright, I was curious. The bulge was still in his pants.
Our hotel was a suite hotel; each unit was two bedrooms separated by a living room/kitchen. We went inside, still not talking. I went straight into my bedroom and sat on the bed. What was I thinking? What is Todd thinking of me? Oh God, he’ll never speak to me again. I should go and talk to him. No, he’s probably in there jacking off thinking of those girls. What could I say anyway? Tomorrow I’ll think of something. I’ll say it was the drinks. No, if he brings it up tomorrow I’ll pretend I don’t know what he is talking about. With that impeccable logic all thought out I got ready for bed. It was summer and hot out. I did not like running the air conditioning, hotel air conditioning always makes me feel stuffy, so I pulled the covers down and got in bed naked with just a sheet on top of me.
I lay there, images of the girl rubbing Todd’s cock still going through my head. I tried to blank it out but I kept imagining the feel of his cock on the palm of my hand. Then I remembered the feel of Grayson’s hand on my thigh, now wishing it had gone higher.
Around 2 AM I had finally drifted off to sl**p when something woke me. The little bit of light coming in around the d****s let me see Todd standing beside the bed near my shoulder. The window was behind him so he was in silhouette; just a dark shape. There wasn’t enough light to be sure but I sensed he was naked. It was just a little bit of shine coming off his body. The line of his shape was smooth, it had to be skin, not clothing. I didn’t say anything, just reached out to him. My fingers touched the skin at the top of his thigh and then slid up to his hipbone. His skin was hot to the touch. I slowly moved my fingers over until they moved into his pubic hair. Todd did not move. I lowered my hand and found he had a huge erection and wrapped my fingers around it. I don’t think I’ve seen my son naked since he was six or seven. I would not have imagined his cock this big. I moved my thumb around the head; it was wet, slick. His cock twitched in my hand and I responded with a squeeze.
Todd finally spoke haltingly, “Did you mean it”?
I didn’t say anything. With my other hand I took the top of the sheet and slowly pulled it off to the side, baring my body to him. I could not see his face but I knew there was enough light behind him for him to see me. As I watched, his head moved as he looked down my body. A feeling of guilt suddenly passed through me. What am I doing? This is my son. Then, just as quickly, the thought vanished. With my knees pressed together I slowly brought my feet up towards my butt, lifting my knees in the air and then spread my knees apart.
Humans are noted for rationalizing to allow them to do things they know they should not do. As I lay there, naked in front of him: waiting for him to do something I thought, I’m helping his marriage. He isn’t getting it at home and will do something out here he will regret and destroy his marriage. I’m saving him from girls like those two at the bar. Or, he’ll catch some disgusting disease and take it home. I’m actually helping. I focused on that, not the itch I wanted scratched.
He had stood there so long I was beginning to think he was going to walk away and leave me like this. I gave a little tug on his cock and Todd responded by getting up on the bed. He moved over above me, his hands outside my shoulders. I spread my legs wider as he put his knees between them. I let go of his cock and let my hands slowly move up his stomach, to his chest and finally to the top of his shoulders.
The combination of drinks, the hand on my thigh and watching the girls grope Todd had me ready. I just wanted to get fucked, and soon. But I had kind of expected Todd to be reluctant if not totally reject me; well I wasn’t totally prepared for the rejection but I did expect to have to coax him along. After all I’m his mother. What young man would want to fuck his mother when all these young women are all over him?
I was very, very wrong. Once Todd’s legs were between mine he lowered his body until it was just barely touching mine: his chest brushing my nipples. They were so hard it was almost painful. He still had most of his weight on his hands and knees but I could feel his the head of his cock sliding up, pushing up the inside of my thigh, feel the wet trail it left behind.
When the head of his cock finally reached the lips of my pussy he barely hesitated, just pushed into me hard. In one stroke he was completely buried inside of me. Later he told me he was in such a hurry because he thought I would change my mind. As soon as he was inside of me he lowered his body on me, pressing me down into the bed, my chin at the top of his shoulder, and began in earnest; long hard strokes. The feel of his cock completely buried in me, his body repeatedly pounding against the inside of my thighs, the slap-slap-slap of his body slamming against mine: that familiar heat began building in my stomach. I opened my legs as wide as I could and brought my knees up to his side. I wanted him deeper in me if it was possible. I moved my hands down and tugged at his butt trying to pull him deeper into me.
Todd groaned, pushed hard in me and held it. I wanted to tell him, beg him, to wait for me but it was too late. Without pulling back he again thrust hard against me. I knew the first torrent of cum was released in me. A half second later he pushed hard again, followed a second later by a smaller thrust, and again and again for a few seconds, each thrust getting weaker. I could visualize the thick, white, milky cum emptying from his body into mine. I missed not having my orgasm, but it still felt fantastic just the same. It satisfied that first initial feeling of lust in me, but I wanted more. Besides I thought, he’s young. He’ll be ready again in a few minutes.
We lay there, our breathing slowly returning to normal. I lowered my feet to the bed but my thighs were still spread wide, held there by his body between them. I could feel his cock slowly began to deflate. It still felt good inside of me. I gave him a little squeeze with my pussy but no good deed goes unpunished, it only succeeded in pushing his softening cock almost out of me.
“So, which girl were you fantasizing about while you fucked me: The girl with the death grip on your cock or the one trying to get to your toes through your ear”?
“Neither, I was thinking about you. You are hot mom. Don’t you know that? You are prettier than them. They’re just younger, that’s all”.
“Oh come on. You had two beauties trying to fuck you right there at your table. You don’t have to flatter me. You are already on top of me”.
Todd turned his head to me. “Should I get off”?
My arms were wrapped around his back. I had moved them from his butt to hold him tight to me when he began cumming in me. Now I gently caressed him from his shoulders to his butt and back. “In a minute”.
“I’m sorry Mom”.
“Sorry for what”?
“I just jumped on you. I was just thinking of myself. I didn’t even think about what you might want. It was just everything that happened tonight and it’s been so long since Nancy and I had sex. Oh Christ. I didn’t even think about Nancy. And Dad, he’ll kill me when he finds out”. Todd hesitated before adding, “And I guess should have asked before cumming in you”.
“Honey, first of all, I enjoyed it. It’s just what I needed”. I gave his butt a little slap, “Next time though, you will go a little slower and think of your partner. And second, this was just between you and me. Nancy does not need to know. I’m not going to take you away from her. We are just satisfying some needs that are not being met. Third, I don’t think you could have stopped to ask, but it was fine for you to cum in me. I thoroughly enjoyed it. It certainly felt better than the last time you were in there. And finally, fourth, this was just between you and me. Your dad does not need to know. He has not been filling my need lately. You filled me just fine”. I said the last with a smile, filled me, drilled me indeed. “But now you are getting a bit heavy. If I haven’t missed something perhaps you should roll off me”.
Todd rolled off to the side and we both lay there. “Do you want me to go back to my bed now”?
“That’s up to you. If it’s all the same though, I don’t mind if you sl**p here with me”.
I turned over on my side, facing away from Todd, to go to sl**p. I did not want to be looking at him if he decided to go back to his own bed. I felt the bed move and then Todd’s body against mine as he snuggled up against me. He moved his hand up under my arm and then across my body. “You said next time. There’ll be a next time”?
“Yes” I said. “But let’s get some sl**p for now”.
We stayed like that for a few minutes before I felt Todd’s hand move up from my stomach and cup my breast. It felt so personal, a finger brushing against my nipple and then taking the entire breast in his hand. A few minutes before he was on top of me, fucking me, cumming in me and now I feel like a little girl getting her first titty grab. I felt that tingle begin again. I was about to turn over to get on top of Todd and scratch that itch when I noticed Todd’s slow breathing. Just like a guy; fuck your mother and drop off to sl**p. Well morning would come soon enough.
In the morning a finger tracing around and over my breasts awakened me. As I tried wiping the sl**p from my eyes the finger started moving lower. Todd cupped my mound in his hand, his fingers gently caressing the lips of my pussy. “You sure take a long time to wake up”. The tingle was back, assuming it ever left.
Todd leaned over to me and ran his tongue from the underside of one breast up to the nipple. Then he pulled his hand from between my legs and, using both hands, pushed my breasts together. He leaned forward again and took both of my nipples in his mouth. I put my head back on the pillow and groaned. Todd let go of my breasts and started to move between my legs.
“Oh no you don’t”. I pushed him onto his back and quickly got on my knees on top of him. “It’s my turn now”. I put my hands on his chest and began moving my pelvis around trying to line his cock up with my pussy but it just wasn’t happening. I reached down and grabbed his erection, lined it up where I wanted and then pushed back against him. Todd let out a sigh as he entered me again. With me sitting on him he was so deep in me it felt like internal organs were being pushed around. I began slowly rocking back and forth on him. It was perfect, my clitoris was finally getting the attention it wanted. I reached down, took his hands in mine, and lifted them up to my breasts.
We continued like this for what seemed like hours though it was just minutes: me rocking back and forth while my son fondled my breasts. I closed my eyes and just went with the motion. As his hands began working their way down my sides to my stomach and then back up to my breasts again I began rocking faster. The heat was building up in my stomach and groin to the point where I knew I was cumming soon. Todd must have sensed the intensity building in me as he began pushing up in me, sometimes lifting me several inches up in the air. I put my hands on his chest to maintain my balance. With just a couple more pushes back against him the orgasm washed over me, the tingling spreading from my pussy outward, down to my toes and up to the top of my head. I could feel my pussy spasm, clutching my son’s cock repeatedly. As my orgasm began to wane I collapsed on Todd’s chest and heard him groan. His hips thrust up against me hard, three, four, five times, and then he let out an even louder groan, grabbed my butt and pulled me tight against him: he was cumming in me again.
Afterwards we lay there in the bed, me lying on top of him. I didn’t move, wanting him to stay inside of me as long as possible. It was a Saturday and we had no plans, nothing to do. We could stay in bed all day if we wanted.
We both dozed off for a bit. When I awoke he had slipped out of me. I tried to get up without waking him but he felt me move and pulled me tight to him. “I need to take a shower. Why don’t you sl**p until I’m finished? We’ll grab some breakfast and then lets go to that Farmer’s Market by the campus”. He nodded, gave me a little kiss and then turned over as I got out of bed.
I stepped into the shower and let the hot water wash over me. It felt so good, energizing. I was rinsing the shampoo out of my hair when I heard a click and felt cool air behind me. Todd had opened the door and was stepping into the shower with me. “Todd, there’s not a lot of room in here for two”.
“It’s okay, we don’t need much room”.
I resumed rinsing my hair. I felt Todd’s hands begin rubbing my back. I realized he had a bar of soap and was lathering me up. His hands worked from my shoulders down to my butt. Then his hands moved around to the front. He held me by the hips and pulled me back against him. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my back. This wasn’t going to be just a shower.
“Didn’t you get enough in bed”?
“I like being inside you; rubbing against you, cumming in you”.
I laughed, “An old woman like me. Why, I’m old enough to be your mother”.
“And that’s the best part. I get to fuck my mother”.
Todd stopped talking and began moving the soap around my stomach and breasts. I said, “I think they’re clean”.
“I’m not sure Mom. They’re awfully big. They need a lot of cleaning”.
“That’s nice of you to say so but they aren’t that big”. I wasn’t being humble. I knew my figure was very good but I did not have huge, or even big, breasts. But I was thankful I was not suffering the effects of gravity, at least not yet.
“You know the saying Mom, ‘more than a mouthful is a waste’”.
“Yes, I know. But why do men have such big mouths”?
Todd chuckled, “Every school k** knows that”. He leaned forward and licked the back of one of my ears and then whispered, “Why to eat their mothers of course”.
I felt my knees get weak, and as Todd reached around to soap my pubic hair, an electric shock seemed to originate in my pussy. I let my arms dangle as his hands moved from the top of my thighs, around between my legs and then up to my breasts.
Todd turned me around and we began kissing. It was more erotic than when my husband and I first dated and made out. Our tongues danced together then explored each other’s mouth. Todd lowered his head to suck on my nipples. He started to get down on his hands and knees in front of me but there was not room to do it properly. “No Todd. Later, just fuck me now. Hurry”.
Todd picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. Todd had no problem holding me up with his hands under my butt. He had played football for four years in high school and two years in college before quitting to concentrate on studies. He still worked out religiously.
The warm water was beating on my back as Todd lowered me an inch. I felt some pressure on my pussy and then his hips thrust forward and his cock drove up into me. How could he be so hard? This is the third time in less than twelve hours.
I moved my mouth to his ear, “Don’t wait for me Honey. Just fuck me”.
Todd leaned back just a bit to balance against the wall of the shower stall. With Todd’s hands under my butt he began lifting and lowering me. It felt so strange, to be just out in the air, no weight on me, with a cock thrusting into me. I loosened my legs around his waist and let my arms relax around his neck, just barely holding onto his shoulders enough to keep me from falling back. The feeling was so intense and concentrated in my pussy. There was no one on top of me, no feeling of the bed on my back, just that hard cock driving in and out of me.
I had not intended to even try to have an orgasm. I just wanted my son to fuck me hard and I expected to enjoy it. But the way Todd was moving me up and down was grinding my clitoris against him. I could feel the orgasm building. “Don’t stop, Mommies cumming”. As the contractions began it was like a wave passing over me, I gasped. I was so glad Todd was inside of me, it gave my pussy something to grab onto. Just as my orgasm began to wane, Todd spun around and pinned me to the wall. He pushed hard against me, driving deep in me, pushing my legs wide to the side, pressing me hard to the wall. “Oh Mom. I’m cumming”. As each stream left him he jerked hard against me.
When he was drained he leaned against me one last time and then pulled back and lowered me to the floor. After a minute of hugging and caressing we finally resumed showering. Though there was still a bit of rubbing taking place. Todd finished first and before getting out he said, “Perhaps I should start showering more often. I didn’t know it could be so much fun”.
Once we were dressed we left for the Farmers Market. It was held every Saturday in one of the Universities parking lots. It turned out to be a lot of fun. We were able to grab a variety of things for breakfast right in the market. I also bought a couple of craft gifts for the girls. Later we had a quick bite for lunch and then settled down for the afternoon to do planning for the seminar we would be running the next week: dividing up portions between us, discussing how best to deliver the sections. We also talked about bringing in a couple more people as the demand was approaching the limit of what the two of us could do. Wow, employees.
We finally broke for dinner and went to a local pizza parlor, maybe had a few too many beers and then returned to our hotel. We relaxed in my bedroom watching some TV. When the eleven o’clock news came on Todd got up off the bed and took his clothes off. I could see what he had on his mind; it was sticking out at me. “I need to run to the bathroom for a minute”. I pointed at his cock, “Keep that thought”.
When I came out several minutes later Todd was lying nude in the middle of the bed. I noticed he had indeed kept that thought, but now I had to give him the bad news; my period had started. “Bad timing but it’s okay. I think I can do something that you will like just as much”. I got up on the bed and took his cock in my hand and began stroking it very slowly while kissing my way down his chest and stomach.
I had just reached the area below his belly button when he realized what I was going to do. He quickly reached out to my head, “That’s okay mom. You don’t need to do that. We can wait until next week”.
I wasn’t deterred and continued down until I was at the base of his cock. “I’m fine Honey. I don’t mind. I’m actually looking forward to it”.
“No, really mom. You don’t have to”. He was beginning to sound kind of frantic.
I was now giving his shaft light kisses, working my way up to the head. “It’s okay Todd. I want to”.
“No Mom. Please”.
He finally had my attention. “What’s the problem? I’ve never heard of a guy who doesn’t want his cock sucked”. I was a bit surprised; he was getting a bit limp even though I still held him in my hand.
“Oh Mom. It’s kind of embarrassing. Can’t we just stop”?
I stopped and moved back up to him. “After yesterday and this morning I don’t think we should be embarrassed about anything. Now what’s the problem”?
Todd took a deep breath and asked, “Do you remember our next door neighbor, Suzy”?
“Sure, I remember little Suzy. She was your babysitter when you were younger”. I wasn’t sure how she could be connected to this. She and her f****y had moved away several years ago.
“One time when I was about f******n she came back from college to visit her f****y. You guys were out when she came over to say hi. We sat and talked about what I was doing and what her classes were like, what she was taking. She started talking about some kind of f****y sex education class she was in. She asked me some questions and I didn’t know some of the answers so she started to tell about stuff in the class”.
I began wondering where this was headed.
Todd continued, “She started showing me some things, giving me words for things. We did some stuff and finally we ended up with no clothes on”.
I remembered Suzy as an extremely pretty, though very shy girl. I guess she got over it.
“She said I could have sex with her as part of her homework, but I couldn’t cum in her. She was pulling me on top of her but then she changed her mind and had me lay on my back. That’s when it happened”.
Todd stopped like I knew what he was talking about. “And…..”?
“She began giving me a blowjob”.
Again he stopped. “I don’t really see what the problem is Todd, other than you being f******n”.
“I didn’t last very long and I came in her mouth. It surprised her and she bit me”. Todd blushed, “It hurt”.
I tried not to laugh, “I could see where it would”.
“Nancy tried several times to give me one but as soon as she started I’d think of Suzy and lose my erection. I’d give her some excuse and we would stop before she realized what was happening”. Todd stopped for a few seconds, “So you see, it’s embarrassing”.
“Do you think I’m going to bite you”?
“No. It’s just embarrassing to get soft when you are in a girls mouth. I’ve got to be the only guy in the world that doesn’t want a blowjob”.
“Okay, trust me, lets see if I can give you a different memory to think about”. I moved around and worked my way back to his cock. I had never let go of it and it was still pretty limp. I sucked it into my mouth; being sure not to let me teeth touch him. For several minutes I would run my tongue up and down his shaft, give his balls a lick and sometimes a gently suck, and then return to sucking his entire cock into my mouth. It was limp enough that I could get his entire cock in with no problem.
I was finally rewarded with a slight groan from Todd and there was definite stiffening. A couple of minutes ago I could suck his entire cock in and use my tongue to move him around. Now I could feel him stiffening, straightening right in my mouth. Keeping him in my mouth, I moved around to the side so I could see his face. He had stuffed a pillow under his head so he could more easily watch me: Watch his mother with her mouth stretched wide moving up and down on his cock.
He was completely hard now. I began jerking him off with my hand, keeping my mouth still, just the head of his cock in my mouth, running my tongue around and across the smooth head. He was so hard. I wondered how much longer he could last.
I felt Todd’s hand on mine, pulling mine away from his cock. “I just want to feel your mouth”. He pulled the pillow from under his head, laid his head back on the bed and closed his eyes. I ran my tongue around him several times and then began moving my head up and down on him; taking about three-quarters of him in my mouth.
After just a few seconds I felt him begin to lift his hips up to meet me each time my head came back down on him. His hips began to move faster. I stopped bobbing my head up and down and just let him fuck my mouth. From the frantic jerking of his hips I knew it would not be long. He finally lifted his hips and held them up off the bed; as I flicked the head of his cock my tongue was met with a torrent of cum, hitting the bottom of my tongue and then the top as my tongue passed over the head. I could feel the thick cum running down the inside of my cheeks to pool at the bottom of my mouth. With my tongue out of the way the second stream hit the roof of my mouth, followed by a third. I swallowed, gave his cock a good suck and was rewarded with a groan from Todd. He was still giving little twitches, with increasingly smaller amounts of cum bubbling up, trying to fill my mouth once more.
I swallowed once again and licked him clean. I moved up to lie beside him. He pulled me to him and held me close. “Well, have I given you a memory to replace Suzy’s”?
Todd sighed, “Who’s Suzy”?
For the rest of the week there were no more complaints about embarrassment. At the end of the week we went home for the weekend to our respective spouses and their somewhat lack of attention to us. After the weekend we were back on the road again. We did not bother making reservations for two bedroom suites any longer. There was no need as we were always in the same bed.
It was a bit awkward the first evening a call from home came in. Nancy called while I was riding Todd. I was impressed, he was able to talk to her normally while I road him to orgasm. Later that same night Todd was on top of me fucking me hard, close to cumming, when I got my call. I had to disappoint him and make him stop. I could not breath enough to talk to anyone normally with Todd pounding me. After that we learned not to answer the phone.
Over the next few months we settled into a very nice pattern. Out on the road we fucked like bunnies. If my period coincided with a trip Todd now had no fear of teeth. Going home was nice but our sex lives suffered considerably. I loved my husband so I actually had the best possible situation now: a great home life and a fantastic sex life when I was away.
And now everything was ruined. Two and a half months ago I missed a period. It sometimes happens, especially to women in their late forties, so I did not think much about it. When it did not arrive the second month I went to the doctor. I expected to be told I was in early menopause. I wasn’t. I was two months pregnant. I had not needed birth control in over fifteen years; my husband had a vasectomy a few years after our last c***d was born. I just did not think of birth control with Todd and I began. Plus I knew that Todd had been trying unsuccessfully to get Nancy pregnant for a couple of years. From a few comments that Nancy let slip I knew Todd had an extremely low sperm count. Well it might be low but it was high enough.
So here we are. Me standing in the dark in my front room trying to get up the nerve to go and wake up my husband and tell him his wife’s pregnant. That’s going to be difficult for him to accept since he had that vasectomy. I had run so many scenarios through my head trying to find one that would work: His vasectomy did not work. All he had to do was go to the doctor to find out that was wrong. I was ****d: Why had I not said anything, shown some change in my behavior? I finally decided to say I had got d***k at a party and was taken advantage of after I passed out.
I was in no hurry to face him so I walked very slowly down the hall towards our bedroom. As I passed Todd’s old bedroom I heard groaning. The door was partially open. I pushed it farther open but did not hear anything coming from the room. I saw the basinet next to the bed and a bag on the bed that I recognized as Nancy’s. Look’s like Nancy is here.
Then I heard the groan again. It seemed like it came from our bedroom. I walked to the end of the hall and peaked in our bedroom. A light was on in the bathroom and the door was open enough for me to see the room. Nancy was sitting on top of my husband; riding him. I know the first thought should have been shock; my husband was fucking my daughter-in-law. But the first thought was, her breasts are so big. Nancy was cute, had a great figure but her breasts had always been on the small side. Getting pregnant and breast-feeding had really had an effect on them.
Nancy spoke and I stepped back behind the door, unsure of what to do next. “That felt so good. I haven’t had an orgasm that strong since before the baby”.
I wanted to run in the room and smack her. That was my husband she was fucking. How long have they been doing this? How could I not have known? How could Todd not have known? His father is fucking his wife.
I was just starting to step forward when I heard her squeal. “Stop that. You are making me leak”. I peeked around the door and saw my husband with his hands on her breasts. He pulled her forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Nancy sighed and said, “Don’t, you’ll make me cum again”. As I watched he switched to the other breast. Nancy put her hand under his head, holding him to her breast, “Leave some for the baby”.
I couldn’t watch any longer, I stepped back and leaned against the wall by the door. The noises coming from the room, the sighs, groans and grunts left little doubt what was going on.
I had decided to just leave and was beginning to inch back down the hallway when Nancy spoke again, “Let’s turn over. I want you on top of me. I have some news for you”. I stopped, wondering what the news was.
While I waited I could hear the sounds of them moving around in the bed. Then I heard my husband speak for the first time, “Okay, what’s the news”?
“In a minute, I want you back in me first”.
That little slut; I couldn’t believe I was just standing here waiting for him to stick his cock back in her. When I get back I’m going to fuck her husband silly.
“Oh, that’s better. I like you on top of me, pounding me down into the bed. No, not yet. You’ve got me pregnant again. You won’t be able to get on top of me pretty soon, better enjoy it while you can”.
I didn’t hear anything from my husband. It was quiet in the room. Then, “Are you sure”?
“I missed my period a couple of months ago. I went to the doctor today and he 4470174400193419confirmed it. That’s two babies you’ve given me”.
Two? She thinks he has gotten her pregnant. That’s why he did not want me to tell anyone he had a vasectomy. He has been fucking her for over a year. As I stood there thinking, the bed started making noise. It was a noise I knew well; from the days when my husband used to fuck me on a regular basis. I couldn’t help myself; I peeked back around the door. He was on top of her: Her head just showing above him, her eyes closed and her chin on his shoulder. Her knees were pulled up by his hips, her thighs spread wide to the sides with her feet sticking up in the air. She looks kind of helpless, his butt bouncing up and down as he fucked her. Is that how I looked? It was hard to look away. I was mesmerized, watching her head repeatedly slide up and down a couple of inches on the pillow as he thrust into her.
I wanted to be there, have him thrusting into me. Then I remembered: All I had to do was go back to my hotel and I would have someone thrusting into me. What is that old joke? Twenty goes into forty more times than forty goes into twenty. I was going to get the best of this deal.
A plan was starting to form in my head as I quietly moved down the hall towards the front room. As I passed Todd’s old room another idea occurred to me. I stopped and stepped back to the doorway. Through the open door I could see the basinet with the baby. I knew it was petty of me but I could not resist. I walked over to the basinet and looked down at the sl**ping baby. I reached down and nudged her. As she started to stir I rubbed my finger beside her mouth. It took just a few seconds before I saw her lips begin the sucking action. I nudged her a couple more times before she opened her eyes and looked up at me. I almost felt bad for what I started; almost.
I quickly moved back out of the room and down the hall. As I reached the front door I heard her begin to cry for her mother. Yes, I remember those moments well. By now my husband must have built up a good head of steam, looking forward to that blast of, what I knew was, spermless cum. I could almost see the frustration on his face as she would have been telling him to get off her, that she would be right back and they could finish. By the time Nancy finished changing and feeding the baby she would definitely not be in the mood. Yes, my work here is done.
In a few weeks it would be Thanksgiving. I was really looking forward to it. The girls would be home at last. I did not get to see them much. They were off at school and I was on the road so much. I would be showing soon. Being pregnant would also make it much more difficult to travel. I needed to add those new employees soon. And it would be time to tell the f****y.
When Thanksgiving arrived our house was full. All three of my girls were there, plus Nancy, Todd and the baby were in Todd’s old room; that had to be cramped but it was fun having the entire f****y together.
While my husband and Todd stayed out in the living room watching football the five of us girls worked on dinner and talked in the kitchen. Nancy finally let it slip to us that she was pregnant. She had not told Todd yet, waiting for the f****y dinner to make an announcement. We all congratulated and hugged her and then talked about babies for a while.
I finally could not hold it in any longer and swore them to secrecy and then told them I was pregnant also. For a moment you could hear a pin drop. Then all the girls jumped up yelling and hugging. Todd stuck his head in the door to see what was going on but we got rid of him saying, ‘just girl stuff’ so he left. After a while Nancy and I got together and planned our surprise announcement. We thought dessert would be the best time.
While the Thanksgiving dinner was great it seemed to take forever. When we finally brought out the pumpkin and berry pies and got them served, I looked up, caught Nancy’s eye and nodded. She took her spoon and tapped her water class to get everyone’s attention. “I’ve been waiting for this dinner for everyone to be together to make an announcement”. She turned and looked at Todd, “I’m pregnant”. The girls and myself all gave a cheer and came around to give her a hug.
Todd’s face broke out into a big smile. As he leaned over to give her a kiss he asked, “Oh Honey, when are you due”?
Nancy returned the kiss, “In May”.
I let the talk continue for a few minutes and then tapped my glass. “I have some news also”. Everyone turned to me expectantly. “Even Todd has not heard this. We just got a contract for our seminars at Fox State University”.
The girls all cheered. Lindsey, the youngest, said “That means we will see more of you”. Fox was the University the three girls attended.
“Well, you won’t see as much of me there but you will see more of Todd. He will be handling the seminars there”.
The girls all began talking at once, telling Todd he had to stay with them while he was there. Together, they rented a large house and had an extra bedroom. He might as well stay with them and save money and they would get to see more of him.
I tanked my glass again, “We also are finally hiring a couple of new people to help us as I will be taking some time off soon”.
My husband spoke up, “That’s nice, why haven’t you said anything before”?
“Well that leads up to my other news. I’m pregnant also”.
You could have pushed my husband off his chair with a feather. If his jaw had dropped any further he would have gotten a nasty bruise from it’s hitting the floor. All he could finally say was a choked “How? When”?
I smiled at him, “Well I guess you still have it in you. I’m due in May also. I guess Nancy and I can take adjoining beds in maternity”.
The girls all came around and gave me a hugs and congratulations. Todd gave me the same but had a funny look on his face. Through the clamor my husband kept a frozen smile on his face and did not say anything.
We gradually calmed down and continued with our dessert while talking about babies, what a woman my age was doing pregnant and how the girls would tell their friends their mother was pregnant. Todd and my husband kept quiet.
Later I was finishing up in the kitchen after sending the girls off and my husband came in. “How did you get pregnant. We both know it wasn’t me”?
“Honey, I think you have a hidden talent. You might want to get checked out by the doctor. You vasectomy might not have taken”.
He was starting to get angry, “We both know it wasn’t me. Are you having an affair? Who have you been fucking”?
I could see the anger in his face but it really did not matter. I smiled back at him, “Honey, calm down. Think about it, when would I have time for an affair? I’m out working all the time; just Todd and I. But I was talking with Nancy about vasectomies the other day. She does not know you have one, by the way. She has a friend whose vasectomy did not work and his wife got pregnant. Maybe the same thing happened with you. I almost told her that you had one years ago and it worked fine but now I’m glad I didn’t. Maybe yours didn’t work”.
“Nancy is so lucky. She and Todd tried for so long to get pregnant and now they are going to have their second c***d. If anyone were having an affair I would suspect her, just to get pregnant. But then I see I see how happy they are. She just has two more to go now”.
He looked puzzled, “Two more what”?
“Why two more babies of course. She wants four c***dren just like her mother had”.
With the talk centering on Nancy he gained control of himself. I could still see he was angry, just not trying to show it to me. “Perhaps I should see the doctor”.
I smiled at him. I thought ‘Yes, you do that’, but I said, “Yes, I think that would be a good idea. I’m sure you will come back with the news that I’ll have to get back on the pill again”.
And, funny thing, two weeks later, he said he had been to the doctor and after testing his semen it was determined that the vasectomy was not as complete as it should have been. I’m sure the last fifteen years, whene we had sex regularly without any protection, we were just lucky.
It’s around 10AM and I’m sitting at the desk in my room at my s****r’s house staring at the screen of my laptop, trying to concentrate on the syllabus of a seminar I’ll begin teaching in two weeks. A couple of years ago my mother had started a business giving seminars and I began working with her right out of college. We have done pretty well and are beginning a new seminar series at the college my s****rs attended. It will keep me here for the next several months until we have two new employees trained to take over from me.
Normally I would be at home or on the road in a hotel working on this but since the college is the same one my s****rs go to I’m staying with them. When all three girls decided to attend the same school my parents bought a nice four bedroom home for them to live in while at school. The idea was it would be a safe environment and a nice investment that they would live in while going to school and then the house would be sold for a profit when they graduated.
It also gives me a chance to get to know my s****rs better. I had been away at college for several years while they were in high school and then I had been pretty much on the road since I began working with mom.
It was quiet in the house; my s****rs were out somewhere so it was a good time to work. I tapped out a few words on the keyboard but my head was not in it. I kept thinking of my wife at home. She was four months pregnant and barely showing but it might as well be nine months for all the good it would do. My mother-in-law was a real control freak. She believed that once you were pregnant there was no sex until around six months after you delivered. Since I was now out of town so much she had moved in with Nancy, my wife, to give her a hand with our toddler and help Nancy around the house. When I was home there was no chance we could have sex no matter how much I begged. “She’ll know”, my wife insisted. “I can’t lie to her if she asks”.
Over the last six months this would not have mattered. On one of our seminar road trips my mother and I had started a sexual relationship. It just happened one night after we left a bar. As it turned out she was frustrated with my father and I was feeling the same way with my wife; neither of us was ‘getting any’. Over the next several months we went at it like randy goats. But that all changed a month ago when both Nancy and mom announced they were pregnant. A week later mom told me we needed to stop. She said that she and dad were getting closer again since she got pregnant and she did not want to risk ruining it.
So here I am, pecking at a keyboard when I really wanted to be pecking at something else. I was relieved when the phone rang. I hit “save” and picked up the phone, “Hello”.
“Hi Todd. How’s my favorite son”?
It was mom. I had an image of her lying on the bed naked, her legs spread, waiting for me, her nipples erect, begging to be sucked on: A frequent occurrence when we were on the road. “Long-time-no-hear. What are you up to”? I asked.
I heard her shuffle some papers and her voice was distant, as though she was talking away from the phone, “I have the supporting text all worked out and printed for your seminar. I’ll FedEx it to you tomorrow”.
“You could always drop by and give it to me and perhaps I could give it to you”. I hoped I was not begging too much.
“I would like to but I don’t think that is such a good idea right now. I think my husband might object”.
That sounded a bit promising, no definite ‘No’ and ‘she would like to, but’. It sounded like there was a possibility. I decided to press, “Your husband doesn’t need to know”.
“Oh Honey, you know it’s not a good idea”.
“Why don’t you drive over? We’ll get a hotel room. Then when I’m inside of you we’ll decide if it’s a good idea or not”.
“I don’t know. I miss you too but I’m trying to be good”.
I could hear the possibilities in her voice. She wanted to but I needed to talk her into it. “You were always good. Now imagine yourself sitting on top of me, me deep inside of you, you rocking yourself to orgasm”.
“That sounds nice but…” and her voice trailed off.
“Listen, why don’t you come over tonight, check into the Shilo by the school and we’ll talk about it.
“I’ll think about it. If I do come over I’ll call you”.
Things were looking up. It looks like Todd is getting lucky tonight. I went back to my work with a renewed focus.
What Todd was not aware of at the time is that Lindsey, his youngest s****r, had returned home and was walking past his bedroom door when the conversation on the phone started. She didn’t mean to listen in but the obvious sexual references got her attention. When the call was finished she scooted down the hall to her room and quietly closed the door behind her. She tried to study to pass the time until her s****rs came home. They needed to talk about this.
Studying frequently makes me tired and I must have dozed off. I woke to the sound of my s****rs bouncing through the house. I heard them as they said hello to Todd and then made their way to their bedroom. There was room in the house for each of them to have a bedroom but I guess twins like to be together. Sometimes I wondered what it would be like to have someone so close, perhaps even closer than a husband. I have no boyfriend right now so I guess relationships are on my mind.
When the twins got to their room I went in to join them. I found them pulling clothes out of bags. They had obviously been out shopping. They put a couple of sweaters aside and then Janine pulled out a nightgown and held it up against her for me to see. “Isn’t this nice”?
I didn’t know what to say. It was virtually see-through. Then Janelle piped in, “I have one too”. She held it up against her chest. I could see the pattern of her t-shirt through it with no problem.
“I hope you didn’t spend more than a couple of dollars for those. There can’t be more than a dollars worth of material in them”.
Janelle smiled at Janine, “I just wish we had someone to wear them for”.
The twins had guys chasing them all the time. I guess this was one of those dry times. I knew it would not last long. I wish I had half the action they did. I know I’m good looking, and have a pretty good body, maybe not as good as the twins, but still better than average.
Janine interrupted my thoughts, “What about Robbie? He’d probably lose a load in his pants if he saw you in that”.
Janelle lay the teddy down on the bed, “I’m not seeing him any more. He was getting too serious. I just want someone to have fun with”.
Janine looked at her and then smiled at me, “You mean someone to just fuck”.
“Well, yes. But Robbie was all over me with ‘I love you’, ‘let’s get married’. I’m not ready for that. After a couple of weeks I’m ready for someone new”.
I wanted to talk to them about Todd but was not sure how to begin. Was it any of our business? Should we butt in? What could we do anyway?
Janine sat back against the headboard, the teddy on her lap. “Hey s*s, why the frown”?
I looked up to see the two of them looking at me. “I came home earlier and heard part of a conversation Todd was having with someone on the phone”. I hesitated, still not sure of what we should, or could, do.
The twins chimed in together, “And”?
It was a bit disconcerting when they did that. “He was talking to a girl on the phone and was trying to get her to come over here and have sex with him. She is going to come over here tonight and they are going to meet at a hotel”.
The twins giggled and looked at each other. Janelle started, “Our big b*****r is going to…” and Janine finished “get a little”.
I was surprised; they seemed okay with him screwing around on Nancy. “What about his wife” I asked? “We all really like her. What if she finds out and they get divorced”?
Janine and Janelle looked at each other. Janine spoke first, “She’s right, we do like Nancy plus they have a k** and another on the way. It would be terrible if they broke up”.
Janelle thought for a moment, “I can understand his frustration. I hear her mother has cut off his sex life”.
That was a surprise to me. “What do you mean”?
“Her mother had miscarriage years ago and the doctor told her it was because she had sex while she was pregnant”.
“How do you know”?
“Mom told me the story a while back”.
I went over to the bed and sat facing the twins, “That’s just stupid. You can have sex when you are pregnant. Everyone knows that”.
“Well apparently her mother doesn’t”. Janelle gave me a mischievous grin; “From what I could gather from comments from Mom and Nancy, Todd is not taking it very well”.
I had my opening, “That’s what I wanted to talk to you two about. This girl on the telephone he was talking to; it sounded like an old girlfriend. I think they are meeting at the hotel by the school tonight. And even worse, she’s married too”.
Janine laughed, “Well Todd, you old dog”.
I was surprised. She sounded like she approved. “This isn’t good. What if Nancy finds out? This could ruin their marriage. We need to do something”.
Janelle turned to Janine, “She’s right. We all like Nancy and there are the k**s to consider too. You remember when my Psych professor and I were seeing each other. After a month he wanted to leave his f****y and marry me. Like that was ever going to happen”.
Janine poked Janelle in the side; “You mean you were fucking him for a month”.
They seemed to be drifting from the point. “But that doesn’t help us with Todd” I said.
“You’re right,” said Janine. “I think I know just what will work for him”.
I was glad she had an idea what to say to him, I did not have a clue. “What are you going to say to convince him it isn’t a good idea”?
Janine got off the bed and went over to her dresser and opened a drawer. “I’m not planning on saying much of anything”. She pulled out a sheer teddy and held it up in front of her. “I think this will do all the talking necessary”.
Janelle got up and went over and pulled another teddy out. “I think I know what you are planning”.
Well I sure didn’t. “What are you too talking about”?
“Todd’s suffering from some frustration; a backup in the system so-to-speak”. Janine took off her t-shirt and pulled the teddy over her head. “I think these will help clear his pipes”.
They were both taking off their shorts and panties, which gave me a clearer picture of what they were planning. “That’s not going to help him; it will just frustrate him more if you are going to parade around in front of him”. I admit it; I’m a bit slow.
“We aren’t going to ‘parade around in front of him’, we are going to help him get off, relieve that backup. Now you need to change into something a little sexier than the usual big t-shirt you wear at night”.
She pulled out another teddy and tossed it to me. I could feel my face get warm; it wasn’t quite as sheer as theirs but it was certainly still see-through. “I can’t wear this. He’s our b*****r”.
“That’s right. He’s our b*****r. You are the one asking ‘Isn’t his marriage worth it’”? She motioned to the teddy in my hands. “And besides, he’s seen tits before. He just isn’t seeing any now”.
“Well, he hasn’t seen mine”.
The girls had now changed into the teddies. They were really short. Any bending at all and I could see right up to their crotch.
Janine and Janelle came up in front of me. “It’s just going to be a little show for Todd. We’ll jerk him off. You don’t have to. But you should be there dressed like us or it will put a damper on the whole thing and then it will all be for nothing”. She gave me that little pout when she really wanted her way, “Isn’t Todd worth it”?
“Okay, but I’m wearing panties with these”. No one objected and I found a pair that went with the teddy. I put on the panties and teddy and looked at myself in the mirror. Well they were right, we did look very sexy. I could see my breasts and nipples right through the material. Maybe if I stayed in back….kept my hands up?
Janine and Janelle started for the door. “Let’s go”.
I still wasn’t ready. “Aren’t we going to talk about it”?
“What’s there to talk about? Let’s go do it”.
“Right now? But, what are we going to do”? I was still hoping for some kind of reasoning with him.
“We already said what we are going to do”. And with that the twins were out the door. They seemed awfully eager. They were whispering and giggling as we walked down the hall. When we got to Todd’s bedroom door Janine was in front. I expected her to knock on the door but she just opened the door and we walked in. Todd was standing by the bed in his boxers reaching for a shirt. That was a surprise: He was buff. I mean, he’s my b*****r, I had never really thought of him that way but he had a pretty good body, that is, for a b*****r.
Todd turned to face us, “What are you girls doing? Don’t knock any more”? Then he must have got a good look as the twins continued walking right up to him. As I watched him his mouth opened but he didn’t say anything. His eyes were fixed upon the twin’s chests, looking at one and then the other. I stayed partially blocked from view behind them.
The twins had to have planned what happened next because it was just too smooth. They walked up on either side of him without saying a word. They each put a hand on his chest and pushed. When he fell backwards onto the bed they climbed right up on each side of him, almost hovering above him. I walked up and stood by his feet, not sure what I should do now.
“What are you girls doing? You need to put some clothes on”.
Todd reached up to push Janine, who was closest to the edge of the bed, away so he could get up but all he could find to push on was her chest. He quickly pulled his hand away. “Sorry”.
“That’s okay. Nothing to be sorry about”. Janine began pushing at his legs trying to get them up on the bed while Janelle began pulling from the other side. “Come on, make room for Lindsay. She wants to sit up here. We have something we need to talk about”.
Todd moved his legs up onto the bed and tried protesting again, “You girls really need to put some clothes on”.
I could see his heart wasn’t in it. I glanced down and saw that I could actually see up one leg of Todd’s boxers. From this angle I could see his balls and part of his penis. My s****rs made fun of me all the time about penis versus cock. They were always going around talking about some guys dick-this or cock-that and I always said penis; well, almost always. Whenever I was in a fairly serious relationship and we were having sex I did think of it as a cock; but this was my b*****r, he had a penis.
Todd was getting a bit desperate, “What are you girls doing? You need to stop and let me up”?
Janelle ran a hand up his thigh, over his boxers, to his hip. “Lindsay heard you on the phone earlier. We don’t think that is right. You can’t cheat on Nancy. You have a wife and f****y to think about”.
Todd lifted his head up off the bed and looked around Janine to me, “You heard whom I was talking to”?
I answered, “Well no, I didn’t hear who it was but I heard what you were talking about and we don’t think that’s right. You are married, and it sounds like she is also”.
Todd’s head dropped back onto the bed. He appeared relieved.
Janelle continued, “We don’t think you should be going around fucking old girlfriends now that you are married. Do you want to lose your wife and k**s”?
Todd looked back and forth at the twins and me, “It’s not what you think”. But he didn’t sound very convincing and I think he knew it. “I don’t know what to do. Nancy and I have not had sex in months. Her mother has some weird idea that Nancy can’t have sex when she is pregnant so she just says no to me”. He shrugged, “What else can I do? I’m getting to know my hand too well”.
Janine bent down and slowly moved her breast across his face. I could see her nipple through the fabric as it slid over his lips. I glanced down at his boxers again. What can I say, I was a bit curious. His shaft seemed a bit longer than before. Then I saw it twitch and it stood up a bit straighter. b*****r might be protesting but he does like this.
Janelle’s hand moved and it drew my attention. As I watched she moved a couple of fingers under his waistband. “We aren’t going to let you ruin your marriage. Maybe someone else’s hand will provide some relief with that backup of sperm you appear to be suffering from”. As I watched her whole hand slowly disappeared into his boxers and then through the opening by his leg I saw her fingers wrap around his penis.
Todd jerked up, “We can’t do this. You are my s****rs”.
Janine moved one leg over Todd’s body, straddling him. As she lifted her leg Todd finally noticed she was not wearing panties. “No, really, this isn’t a good idea”.
Janine sat up and pulled her teddy up over her head and tossed it onto the floor. “Now what part of this isn’t a good idea”? She leaned forward, putting her hands on either side of Todd’s head, lowering her breasts until a nipple was once again against his lips. “Was it this part”? She moved from side to side, dragging her nipple across his lips. As I watched, his mouth opened and her nipple disappeared in his mouth. Then a moment later his mouth opened wider and he took her entire areole in his mouth. I could see his mouth move and I knew he was using his tongue on her nipple.
Janelle pulled her hand from Todd’s boxers, grabbed one side of his waistband and motioned for me to grab the other. We started pulling his boxers down and they caught on his penis. Janelle stuck her hand in, pushed his penis out of the way and then we pulled the boxers off him.
I sat there and watched as Janelle took his penis in her hand and began stroking him up and down. I could hear small groaning sounds from him and from someone else. I looked up between his body and Janine’s. She was hovering above him on her hands and knees. The other sounds I heard were coming from Janine; Todd had moved his mouth to her other breast and had the first one in his hand.
I felt Todd’s hips move and looked back down. His hips were moving up slightly each time Janelle stroked down on him. Janelle pushed his penis towards me. She wanted me to take it from her. I took it from her with two fingers. She started to move her hand away, saw how I was holding him and then reached back and pushed my hand so that it wrapped around his penis.
She asked, “You do know how to do this don’t you”? I nodded. Of course I did. What girl hadn’t jacked off her boyfriend at some point? I had my hand at the top but he was so big there was room for another hand below mine. I realized he’s a lot bigger than the boyfriends I had been with. But then, were they just small and Todd’s normal, or is Todd big?
I began stroking him up and down and it took just a few strokes before I could feel his hips moving with me. Janelle reached up to Janine’s butt and pushed her down until she was lying on Todd. She caressed the inside of one of Janine’s thighs; just above where it was pressed against Todd. She slowly worked her way up toward Janine’s pussy but didn’t touch it, just moved her fingers around it in a circle. Janine moaned and pushed back against Janelle’s hand, pulling her breast from Todd’s mouth.
I wasn’t surprised by their touching; I knew they did it on occasion. I had even joined them a couple of times after a particularly frustrating date. While I continued stroking Todd, Janelle began rubbing the lips of her pussy with one finger; lightly brushing her and then she slid one finger in. Janine moaned and pushed back against her hand again. When Janelle pulled her finger out I could see it was wet.
Janelle pulled her hand away and reached over and took Todd’s cock from me. She motioned for me to continue with Janine. I was hesitant; this was way more than I thought we were going to do but I reached up and continued lightly rubbing her.
I thought Janelle was going to take over jacking Todd off but she completely surprised me. She pulled his penis over towards her and then lowered her head it looked like she was going to swallow him whole; his penis just disappeared in her mouth. Todd let out another groan and his hips lifted up off the bed.
“What are you doing”? I whispered to her. “We were just going to jack him off”.
Janelle pulled him out and said, “What difference does it make? Either way he cums”.
“It makes a big difference. He’s our b*****r”. I had stopped rubbing Janine when Janelle tried to swallow Todd and now she was rubbing back against my hand trying to get me moving again. The direction everything was going in was beginning to really bother me so I pulled my hand away from her entirely.
Janine lifted her head from Todd’s chest and tried to look around at us, “Come on, don’t stop”. Todd took advantage of the move to reach up and take both of her breasts in his hands and pull one of them to his mouth.
When I looked back at Janelle I saw she had pulled Todd’s penis from her mouth. Good, maybe she is getting some sense. But instead of just jacking him off she guided Todd’s penis up between Janine’s thighs and began rubbing her pussy with the smooth purple head of his penis. Every couple of passes Janelle would push him a bit harder at Janine’s pussy and the head of his cock would push her lips aside and he would slide an inch or so inside of her. ‘This is so wrong’ I thought.
Todd obviously did not think so. The next time Janelle pushed his penis into Janine he lifted his hips up, pushing him self several inches into her. Janine let out a gasp, “How many fingers do you have in me”?
Janelle opened her mouth to answer but Todd beat her to it, “Just one”.
He pulled back and pushed a bit deeper into her. Janine lay back down on him as he began stroking slowly in and out of her. I looked up at Janelle and she was trying to contain a giggle. I wanted to say he’s our b*****r; we can’t do this but it seemed that moment was long past. I watched as his penis continued it’s in-and-out motion. For some reason I focused on a huge bl**d vessel that ran up the side of his penis. As I watched it would disappear in Janine and then slowly reappear again as his penis pulled the lips of her pussy back as it slid partially out.
I had seen a few porn videos on the Internet but never really paid much attention to this view before. Janine’s pussy looked really stretched by Todd’s penis. Did it look like that with my boyfriend? Janine began moving with Todd; as he would thrust up into her she began moving her hips back to meet him, driving him deeper into her.
They continued like that for several minutes, steady stroking each other, both of them moaning, and then something changed. Todd began thrusting harder into her; his breathing growing faster. I could hear a grunt come from her each time he bottomed out in her and the slap of skin as his body hit hers. Todd’s body arched up against her, “I’m going to cum soon”.
Janelle pushed on Janine’s butt with one hand to move her farther up Todd and reached between Janine’s thighs with one hand as Todd slid out of her. She ran her hand up and down on him a couple of times. She opened her mouth and was about to take him in her mouth when she glanced at me. She stopped and pointed his penis at me. I think she wanted me to take him in my mouth but no way; he’s our b*****r. Besides I haven’t even done that yet with my boyfriend. Just as I shook my head no Todd groaned and a stream shot out of his penis and hit me in the face along side my nose. I was surprised by the suddenness and that it was hot on my skin.
Janelle saw I was wasting it and immediately pulled his penis to her and lowered her mouth over it. I watched as her cheeks moved in as she sucked on him. Todd would groan every second or two and was still lifting his hips up off the bed trying to get deeper into her mouth.
When Todd seemed to be finished Janelle pulled him out of her mouth. She squeezed his penis with her hand and a little milky stream came out and dribbled down the side of Todd’s penis. Janelle leaned forward and caught it with her tongue and licked it off him. Then she ran her tongue around the head, licking any semen left there.
She turned to me and said, “You missed the best part”. That’s when I realized I had been waiting for her to spit it out. But when she talked her mouth was obviously empty. She must have swallowed it. How could she do that? He’s our b*****r.
The cum on my face had slowly made it’s way past my nose, eased its way over my lips and down to my chin. I was curious but I didn’t want Janelle to see me. I waited until her head was turned and then flicked my tongue out catching a glob hanging on my lower lip, pulling it into my mouth. I moved it around my mouth with my tongue, tasting it, feeling the texture; not bad, maybe I’ll help next time, if there is a next time.
We lay there in bed for a while, no one speaking. I guessed that Todd was overcome and did not know what to say. He was probably feeling guilty over what he had done. Some simple foreplay with his s****rs had ended up with his fucking one of them. I quickly found out I was wrong.
Janelle nudged Janine and said, “My turn”.
Janine got up off Todd and, on her hands and knees, worked her way over Janelle. Todd reached for Janelle to pull her over on top him. Janine put out her hand to stop him, “No, I want to be on the bottom”. Todd willingly rolled towards me so Janelle could lie on her back in the middle of the bed.
Todd leaned back against me; his back pushed against my breasts. He felt hot against me making my breasts tingle. I pushed away from him. I didn’t want to get caught up in this. I could not get the thought out of my mind that he’s my b*****r.
Janelle reached for Todd, encouraging him to move over on top of her. I looked at her lying there; her feet pulled up close to her butt on the bed, her knees spread wide, waiting for Todd to get on top of her and fuck her. How could they let this happen to them so easily?
Todd turned over onto his hands and knees on the bed. His head was near my breasts so when he turned to look at me he was staring straight at them. Before I could move or say anything he leaned over and gently placed his lips around one of my nipples. He ran a tongue over it and then sucked it into his mouth. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. That tingle was spreading from my breasts south.
“Come on Todd, I’m next”. Janelle sounded impatient.
Todd slowly let my nipple escape from his mouth and then moved over between Janelle’s legs. I could see he was hard again. I knew it couldn’t be, but it looked bigger than before. The head was dark purple and the shaft was wet. I wondered if that was from Janine or from Janelle’s mouth.
Janelle reached up and pulled him down on top of her. Without being asked I moved down and grabbed Todd’s penis and moved the head up against Janelle’s pussy. As I pushed the head against her Todd pushed forward, easily spreading her lips wide and entering her. In one smooth stroke he was completely buried in her.
As he began moving in earnest against her I moved around from behind them until I was lying next to them. Janelle’s legs were pushed wider now that Todd was between them. Her knee was resting against my hip and I could feel it move against me as Todd began to move faster in her.
I saw that Janine had her hand up on Todd’s butt, pushing him, urging him on. I moved my hand up to join hers. I could feel the muscles flexing under his skin as he thrust into her.
They were going at each other so hard that we began bouncing on the bed. One bounce caused me to lean towards them and I ended up leaning against their bodies. The feeling of them moving against me made it seem almost as though I was the one getting fucked. I peeked over Todd’s back and saw that Janine had moved up against them also.
I thought of moving back but it felt so nice, the four of us, touching, connected on a new level than just b*****r and s****rs. I felt something move against my stomach and saw that Janelle had moved her hand from Todd’s back. Her fingers moved lower and then slid between my legs. I knew I should move away but those tingling feelings had never stopped and now intensified.
Janelle’s fingers sought out my clitoris. When she found it I involuntarily tightened my legs around her hand. After the surprise of her fingers had passed I opened my legs giving her room to touch me.
I closed my eyes, focusing on her fingers and the sensations it was building in me, the heat being generated deep in my stomach. At that moment I wished Todd’s lips were back on my nipples. Then, just at the exact wrong time, Janelle pulled her hand away and wrapped her arms around Todd’s back. She let out a cry and I could feel her straining up against Todd, pushing her body against his. Todd cried out, “I’m cumming”. I could feel his body jerk against Janelle’s. I knew each jerk was another stream of his sperm shooting into her.
What about me? I was so close. As their movements against each other slowed down I returned to my senses. You know better I told myself. You have been saying to yourself, and anyone else who would listen, he’s your b*****r. But there was disappointment also, I wanted to cum at this point.
After a few minutes Todd moved off Janelle towards me. I moved over out of his way as he lay on his back beside me. He was still breathing hard. “Give me a few minutes s*s and I’ll be ready”.
“That’s okay Todd. I’m fine. I,” I hesitated to continue. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say. In my head I knew we shouldn’t be doing this but my body was hot and aching for someone to stick something hard deep in me. I stole a look at his penis. It would be a while before it could do the job. “I, I mean, we were supposed to just give you some release”. I knew my face was turning red. Here I am talking about jerking my b*****r off until he cums. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m okay. You don’t need to do anything for me”.
“It’s okay. I understand. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to”.
Janelle got up off the bed and walked over to the light switch by the door and turned it off. As she started to get back into bed with us I turned to get out.
Todd reached out and touched my arm. “Stay with us. I’d like to have you sl**p next to me; like when we were little k**s and you would all come in my room and get into bed with me”.
I’d forgotten we had all done that. Mom and Dad would go out to dinner and a movie, leaving us with a babysitter. After she thought we were all asl**p us girls would get up and go into Todd’s bedroom and get in bed with him; snuggling up against him.
I rolled back against Todd. He put out an arm and I moved my head up on his shoulder. No one said anything and before long we were all asl**p.
It was six-thirty in the morning when I woke up. I felt the bed move and remembered Janine and Janelle had boat practice this morning. I thought about getting up and going back to my bed but it was cold in the house and I was still drowsy and was too lazy to get up. I heard their whispering, the sounds of them moving around, and then the house was once again quiet. I turned my back to Todd and moved up against him. He was nice and warm. I was asl**p again almost immediately.
It must have been an hour later that something woke me. I was still lying against Todd but his hand was now around my waist and up under my t-shirt between my breasts. If he had been fondling me I would probably have moved away but his hand was just lying there, and I have to admit, it felt good, him holding me so I stayed where I was.
Then I noticed what had probably woken me. I could feel something pushing against the back of my thighs, about halfway between my knees and my butt. At first I thought it was his hand but one of them was between my breasts and I realized I was lying on his other arm so it couldn’t…and then it hit me; he’s getting an erection in his sl**p.
It slowly moved higher until it was at the top of my thighs. He moved forward and I felt his erection slip between my legs, brushing the lips of my pussy. Then the movement stopped but I could feel the very slight pressure against my lips. His hips moved forward very slowly and the head of his penis rubbed against me again. He must be having a dream. After last night I could image what he was dreaming about.
He began moving just a half an inch or so forward and then back; it was barely perceptible. But the sensation it was giving me was very nice. I was going to move away from him any minute now but each minute became another. I could feel I was wet. I didn’t know if it was from last night or now. It could easily be now because this felt really good; the head of his penis sliding back and forth on me.
I thought he had woken when his hand moved from under my t-shirt to the top of my hip. He laid it there very lightly. Then I felt him his chest move back away from me, slowly, carefully, the bed barely shaking. He must have woken and realized where he is and is moving away from me. But his legs were still against mine and his penis was still between my legs.
His hand held my hip firm when he slowly pushed forward again. Instead of the head moving across my lips, this time I felt the head push slightly into me. He held it there for several seconds and then relaxed and it moved almost out of me but not quite; like a promise of what was to come. After a few more seconds I felt him push forward again, this time sliding in me a little deeper. I let out a little gasp. He froze. He’s not asl**p. He knows what he is doing. And he knows I’m not Janine or Janelle. He would not be moving so slowly; after last night he would just get on top of them and fuck them. What happened to that ‘you don’t have to if you don’t want to’?
Wondering just what he would do, how far he would take this, I did not move. I let my breathing deepen, feigned sl**p. It was a good minute before I felt him push forward into me again. I thought I would just let him do this for a few minutes and then I’ll just turn in my sl**p away from him and end it. Yes, that was a good plan. This feels good and I’ll just enjoy it for a few minutes.
As Todd pushed gently into me again I wondered, were my lips spreading like Janelle’s? I noticed his hand held my hip a little tighter as he pushed into me. He’s trying to keep me from moving in the bed and waking. He knows I would not want him to be fucking me. Well, I’ll stop soon.
He pulled back an inch and then very slowly pushed into me again. This time, when he held it in me, at the end of his stroke I felt his penis twitch; it seemed harder, bigger than when he first entered me. I wanted to squeeze him with my pussy but then he would know I was awake.
He settled into a steady rhythm; slowly moving into me an inch or so and then slowly pulling back and then back in. I’ll stop soon, in another minute or so. His cock just feels so good in me right now. When did I begin thinking of it as his cock? My b*****r has a penis not a cock.
He continued sliding back and forth in me; never pulling out and never going all the way in. The movement was so slight I could just feel my cheek barely moving on the pillow. I wanted to reach down and rub my clitoris but there was no way I could accomplish that and have him believe I was still asl**p.
Maybe if he got in a little deeper it would satisfy me a bit more. I pushed my butt back against him a little just as he was pushing into me. Oh, perfect; he went in an inch deeper but he froze again. He must be worried I’m waking. I didn’t want him to pull his cock out of me now, a little longer please. I dug my head a bit deeper into my pillow and kept my breathing steady. He did not wait as long this time before he resumed fucking me. It felt better, his cock sliding deeper into me.
For the next few minutes he continued the slow strokes, but I noticed he was not so careful as before. I could feel my head moving pushing up on my pillow each time he pushed his cock back into me. I wonder if he cares if I wake up now and find him in me.
I had finally reached the point where I was thinking maybe it’s time for me to move in my sl**p. I didn’t want my s****rs to return to find Todd fucking me after I had made such a point of not letting him last night. I was trying to build up the willpower to move away when I felt his body shudder against me. What’s he doing? And then he did it again. It wasn’t until the third time that I realized he was cumming inside of me. That thick milky fluid he has squirted on my face, he was now squirting inside of me. The thought of it had me tingling all over. I let out a little moan and pushed back against him slightly. What the hell, let him think I’m having a sexy dream.
His body relaxed against mine and he put his hand back under my t-shirt, up between my breasts. He did not move his hips away; his cock remained inside of me. His breathing gradually became deeper as he slipped off to sl**p. Over the next few minutes I could feel his cock gradually shrink, partially withdrawing from me. I know it’s my imagination, it felt like I could feel his sperm moving around in me; millions of little tails swishing back and forth, as they swam around in vain searching for my egg. It’s a smart girl who takes care of birth control and I’m a very smart girl.
I lay there for a while thinking about his cock in me; enjoying the sensation. I wonder when I started thinking of it as a cock and not as my b*****r’s penis. It was pretty soft now but it still felt large in me.
I must have dozed off for a few minutes. I woke with a start when I heard the door from the garage to the kitchen open. I could hear my s****rs moving around. They would be here any minute and I did not want them to find me with Todd cock stuck up my pussy after my telling him no earlier. I got up slowly, being careful not to wake him.
After I finished showering and dressing I left my bedroom to get some breakfast before running off to class. As I walked past Todd’s bedroom the door was open so I looked in. The twins were back in bed with Todd. They looked like they were in a game of Naked Twister; they were all in a tangle, legs and arms every which way. I looked a bit closer and saw that Janine or Janelle, I couldn’t tell which at this distance, was trying to swallow Todd’s cock. Todd had his head stuck between the legs of one of my s****rs and the other s****r was doing the same to her twin and hands were rubbing breasts everywhere. If I wasn’t going to be late for class I would have stayed to see how it turned out.
Over the next three months we dropped any pretense, if there ever had been any, of just providing some temporary release for Todd. Any time the mood hit one of us would sl**p with Todd or he would come to our bed to sl**p with us. The twins usually took him together and more frequently than I did.
Our time ended when we approached the end of the school term. All three of us were going to Italy for the summer to study. We had planned it for the last year and now we were ready. The four of us had a great last night in bed and then the next morning we were off to the airport. Mom, Dad, Todd and Nancy also came to see us off. It was funny to see Mom and Nancy both with big stomachs. They were both seven months pregnant and really showing.
We had arrived at the airport a couple of hours early and I was getting restless as our departure time approached with no sign of a plane at our gate. Our gate was really crowded so I roamed around to the next gate were there were few people sitting around. I was standing by a window, looking outside when Todd walked up to me.
“I’m going to miss you girls”.
I laughed, “I’m sure. I think I know what you are going to be missing”.
“That’s not true. Well that’s true also but I’ve enjoyed spending the last few months with you three. When we were younger and at home I was always with my friends and you guys with yours and didn’t really get to spend much time with you girls”.
“I know. It’s been nice”. I reached out to him for a hug. We wrapped our arms around each other and it felt good to hug him. I looked around for my s****rs. I knew they would probably like a hug from him also but they were all around the wall at the gate.
I moved up onto my tiptoes to give Todd a kiss to say thank you. Todd leaned down to meet me halfway. Our lips touched for a moment in a sibling kiss. It seemed so inadequate that I moved back to kiss him again. It was totally unplanned; our lips moved tightly together, nothing sibling about it. Todd’s mouth parted and I felt his tongue move briefly against my lips before I opened my mouth so that my tongue could move against his. It seemed to go on for minutes though I know it couldn’t have been that long. Todd pulled me tighter against him and I could feel his erection pushed against my stomach.
When we finally broke the kiss Todd said, “I think you’d better go back first. I need to sit here for a minute; let things relax”.
I smiled and nodded in agreement. As I turned to walk away I let my hand brush against the front of his pants; pushing firmly against his hard cock. “It must be tough to be a guy sometimes”. Before Todd could answer I walked away and joined the f****y.
It was just a few minutes later that our plane finally arrived at our gate. The f****y stood around and talked while passengers disembarked and the plane was readied for us. As the rows began to be called we went through our tearful goodbyes with Mom and Dad.
I sat apart from my s****rs; a window seat next to an older woman. I didn’t like talking on airplanes. I liked to read or take naps. I was a bit bothered when the woman began making conversation. “Was that nice looking young man you were saying goodbye to your boyfriend or husband”?
I shook my head, “No, that was my b*****r”.
The woman’s mouth opened and no sound came out. She had a shocked look on her face. Great, I thought. That should keep her quiet for the rest of the trip.
After my s****rs had left for Italy I hung around their house for a couple more weeks working with the new guys we had hired. I could use the rest. The last few months had been hectic. It’s a guys fantasy to have several girls around for sex any time they want, the reality can be draining; in more ways than one. The twins had actually buckled down and started studying more because they could pop into my bedroom any time they wanted to work off some tension or just for pleasure.
Initially I had felt guilty about fucking Lindsey; she had been asl**p, and I was really careful not to wake her, so she really never knew it happened. But then over the next few days she began coming on to me, taking my hand and pulling me into her bedroom at night, or, if the twins got to me first she would slip into my bedroom after they were finished and had left.
But now they were going to be gone for months in Italy. Nancy will have had the baby and should have recovered during that time. Hopefully our sex life will have returned to normal by then.
I knew it was time to go back home. Our new employees were ready to work alone so I didn’t have any excuse to delay me. If I wasn’t getting any sex here I could just as easily go home and not get any sex there. The plus side would be spending time with my wife and daughter, the down side was my mother-in-law was there and the sight of her every day would remind me why I was not getting any at home.
Once home I was more irritated with my mother-in-law than I had anticipated. She had moved in a month ago while I was with my s****rs. The excuse was to help with the baby while I was gone. I suspected it was to ensure we had no sex life. She had this crazy notion that you were not supposed to have sex while you were pregnant. Nancy could not stand up to her mother so that meant we had no sex life. Plus in the time she had been here she appropriated my favorite chair. Nancy should deliver in two months; another month or two to help around the house and then I should be able to shoo Helen out the door.
I was roused from a sound sl**p when Nancy got up out of bed early one morning. The sun was up but I was used to sl**ping later in the morning now. As she walked across the room towards the bathroom the light from the window turned her nightgown into see-through gauze. I looked up the length of her slender legs, remembering how they felt spread beneath me. Then my gaze lifted to her swollen stomach; my baby growing inside of her.
She turned on the bathroom light as she walked in but did not completely shut the door. Through the space I could see her as she lifted the nightgown over her head. Her breasts were larger than normal, fuller: her erect nipples sticking out. She took each breast in a hand and rubbed them like she had an itch. My cock gave a twitch and began to get hard.
I rose up on one arm and called out to her, “I could do that for you”. I motioned with a finger for her to come back to me.
Nancy reached out for the door, “You know better than that, Mom’s in the next room”. She started to close the door and paused, “I’m going out. There’s a new maternity store that opened in the mall and they are having a great sale. I want to check it out before all the good stuff is gone”. With that she closed the door.
When I heard the shower begin I knew any remote chance was now gone. I reached down and began slowly stroking my erection. I was so hard it ached. Maybe after she’s left I’ll get rid of the backlog, relieve some tension, maybe that will help.
After about forty-five minutes I could hear the signs that she was finished. She turned the light off and came out. I let go of my cock but my erection was causing quite a tent under the covers. She walked over to me to give me a kiss goodbye. When she reached the edge of the bed I lifted the cover off me, exposing my hard-on to her.
She gave a little laugh, “You seem to have a little problem”. She reached down to grab me and gave me a few slow strokes. “Well, perhaps not so little”.
As she started to rise after giving me a kiss I suggested, “Maybe a kiss somewhere else might help my problem”.
Nancy sat on the edge of the bed while continuing the slow stroking. “Come on. You know how Mom is”.
I hoped I was not letting the anger I was feeling towards her mother show, “We have not had sex in what, seven months? And then after you have the baby it’s going to be months before you will be able. You know there is nothing wrong with having sex when you are pregnant. People do it all the time”.
“Those people don’t have her as their mother”.
I didn’t say anything; I guess I had a look on my face somewhere between the anger and the ‘sorry for myself’ emotions that were running through me at the moment. I just looked back at her.
She continued slowly stroking me for another few seconds and then looked down at what was in her hand. She turned back to me and said, “Well, maybe I have a few minutes”. She got off the bed and kneeled down on the floor. Our bed is a bit low so her head was at the perfect height. I couldn’t believe she was actually going to do this. We had not had oral sex since we first got married. That was entirely my fault though. She was eager but I had a phobia from an earlier toothy experience. Fortunately my mother had got me over it.
Nancy’s hand tilted my cock towards her as she slowly moved her mouth closer to the head of my cock. She stopped stroking me and moved her hand down to the base, cupping my balls. She leaned forward a bit closer, looked up at me and then back at the head of my cock. I lifted my hips, trying to get her to take me in her mouth but as he got closer to her lips she just moved her head back a bit. The frustration was building in me. She’s just teasing me. She’s going to get up any second and just leave. I was preparing myself for that when she leaned forward and gave the head of my cock a little kiss. She turned to look at me, “There, is your boo-boo all better now”?
I groaned in frustration and was about to let my head fall back on the pillow when I saw her smile, open her mouth, and then I watched as the head of my cock, plus an inch or two disappear in her mouth. She ran her tongue up the bottom of my shaft and then around the head several times. She quickly pulled her head away and said, “Just for a few minutes. I have to leave soon”.
I nodded my head in agreement. I would have agreed if she had said “when I’m done I’m going to cut this off and take it with me”. I don’t think I was even listening to what she said. I just wanted her to continue.
She took me back in her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down on me. Every so often she would pull me out of her mouth and lick me up and down my shaft; from my balls up to the head. Each time she pulled her mouth away I was afraid my time had run out but she would just take me in her mouth again and suck on me for a while and then begin bobbing up and down. I reached down and pulled her hand away from the base of my cock. I wanted to feel just the sensation of her mouth on me; sucking me, licking me, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock.
The couple of minutes became five, and then ten. It felt so good I began lifting my hips to get deeper in her mouth as it bobbed up and down on me. My balls began getting that tingling feeling. I was about to cum. “Honey, I’m going to cum”. I thought I should at least warn her in case she did not want me cumming in her mouth. She never hesitated, if anything she began going even faster. I lifted my hips up off the bed, here it comes.
“Nancy, do you want to wait a few minutes and I’ll go with you”?
I looked up and there was Nancy’s mother, walking into the room in her robe. I had not even heard the door open. She was picking something off one arm and had not looked up to see us yet. Nancy turned a bit to the side to look, my cock still in her mouth. My sperm must have ran and hid at the sound of Helen’s voice. I certainly was not cumming now.
Nancy’s mother looked up just as Nancy began to pull her mouth away from my cock. “What are you doing”? The shock on her face was apparent.
Nancy jumped up from her knees, muttered, “Sorry I have to go”, and quickly ran past her mother out of the room. I got up and followed her to the door, my erection swinging back and forth as I walked, but I was too late. I could hear the front door close as I got to the bedroom doorway. Helen had stepped aside as I walked by so when I turned she was now behind me, between the bed and me. I was in a rage. I felt like one of the cartoon characters with steam coming out of their ears. How could she but into our lives like this? What we did was between the two of us.
I took a step towards her. I don’t know what I was thinking; my hands were balled up into fists at my side. I was naked in front of her but didn’t even think about it. I was trying to think of something that could get us free from her.
Nancy took a step backwards. “I’m sorry. I’m used to it just being Nancy and I. I forgot you are home.
I took another step forward and she backed up some more. I felt like slapping her. I wanted her to feel some pain. She looked down and I saw her mouth open and her face turned red. I looked down. My erection had not gone away and it was pointed at her, swinging side to side as I took another step towards her. Helen inched backwards until her legs were just inches from the foot of the bed.
She covered her mouth with a hand, “I’m sorry. I should go now”.
She looked down at my cock again and then quickly looked back up. I looked down and noticed the head of my cock and several inches of my shaft glistening from what had to be Nancy’s saliva and lubricant from me. She had to notice too. I don’t know what was in my mind as I took one more step forward. We were just inches apart now. She started to take a step back but as she lifted one foot her leg hit the bed she lost her balance and began to fall backwards onto the bed. She waved her arms around trying to stay up. I reached out to help but only got the belt of her robe as she fell backwards onto the bed.
As she fell the robe came untied and fell to the side of her. She was completely naked under the robe. She lay there for a moment while I looked from her breasts down to her curly pubic hair. Her legs were slightly spread and I could see the lips of her pussy. She frantically tried to pull the robe back around her but I reached out and pulled the sides from her hands and spread them out again.
I don’t know what I was thinking. She had caused such a strain between Nancy and I that I just wanted to return some of it. I certainly did not plan what was going to happen.
I always knew that Nancy’s mother was good looking. She was pretty and had a nice figure for an older woman. Now I knew for certain. Gravity had taken some toll on her breasts, plus a lot of breastfeeding, but she still looked great. I moved up to the edge of the bed, still holding the sides of her robe open.
“Please Todd, don’t. Just let me leave”.
I just stood there looking at her. She began kicking with her feet against the bed, trying to move farther away from me. Her feet just slid on her robe without her moving. It took her a moment to realize that she was caught in her robe, preventing her from moving. She gave a shrug of the shoulders and slipped out. She began kicking again and now was able to begin moving up the bed, her breasts bobbing up and down.
She had moved just a couple of feet when I reached out and grabbed her ankles. She kicked, trying to get loose but I held on and pulled her back towards me. As she slid down the bed towards me I began spreading her legs apart. I had not even given it a thought until she said ‘don’t’. Then the thought began to crystallize in my mind. If she does not want Nancy and I to have sex she can just take her place.
“No Todd, don’t. I’m Nancy’s mother”. Her voice sounded frantic, scared. She was pushing at the bed trying to move away from me but I still had her ankles in my hands, holding them spread apart. I let go and quickly moved up on the bed, putting my knees between her thighs before she could close her legs.
“No Todd. Please don’t. This isn’t right”.
I put my hands above her shoulders so she could not move up and began drawing my hips back, my cock dragging on her stomach. She must have felt it and looked down between us. She let out a drawn out ‘nooooo’ and reached down with one hand trying to push my cock away as it began moving across her pubic hair. I got back to my knees and grabbed one of her wrists in each hand. I let myself fall forward, spreading her arms out spread-eagle on the bed until I was once more above her with my cock lying on her stomach.
As I pulled my hips down she began to squirm under me until my cock passed through her pubic hair once more and then down past her pubic bone. She began to get frantic, repeating ‘please don’t’ over and over. To keep her still I lowered my weight down on her, paused for a moment, I wanted her to anticipate this, feel something of the frustration she had caused me, and then I thrust up into her. She let out a gasp and arched her back for several seconds before flattening back out on the bed under my weight. It felt so good inside of her. Her struggling against me only added to the sensation.
I pushed again, wanting to get deeper but I felt blocked and she cried out in pain. “No, it hurts. Please get out of me”. For a moment I had the crazy thought she was a virgin then I realized she was just dry. I pulled my cock back an inch or so and gave her several short shallow strokes trying to spread some of the pre-cum coming out of me. I thrust into her again and was rewarded by sliding in deeper; almost there.
Helen dug her feet in and bucked up against me hard, still trying to get me off of her. Her struggles felt good. The effort was in vain but it gave me an idea. I let go of her wrists and sat up on my knees. The movement caused me to slide out of her and she gave a sigh of relief; that too was in vain.
Her legs were splayed out to each side. I began digging at her thighs with my knees, trying to get under them. When I succeeded in getting under them, forcing her legs up in the air, I moved forward a few inches so my legs would hers up and spread apart. I looked down. My cock was pointing up in the air right in front of her pussy. I reached down and took myself in my hand and pushed my cock down until I was positioned right at her entrance. I leaned forward and watched as the head of my cock slowly disappeared back into her.
She cried out, “Not again”. But now she was in a position where she couldn’t even squirm to try and get away. “Why don’t you say anything? Please don’t do this. I’m your mother-in-law”. I didn’t have anything to say. She was where I wanted her. Talking wasn’t going to change that.
I looked down; about half of my cock was inside of her. This time it had gone in smoothly. When I looked up she had closed her eyes and was just lying there; her arms still spread out above her head where I had left them. She had nice breasts, not as nice as Nancy’s but then Nancy had not had as many babies sucking on them.
Her nipples were erect. She was not enjoying the fucking but her body still reacted, just the same. I leaned down to her and took a nipple in my mouth, sucking on it and then running my tongue back and forth over it. I realized Nancy and I had something new in common; we had both been inside of her mother’s pussy and we had both sucked on her nipples.
After giving both breasts some attention I put my hands on the top of her shoulders to keep her from sliding up and then thrust hard into her. It was a smooth stroke, no resistance at all. I bottomed out in her. I could feel the heat of her body from the head of my cock to the base of my shaft. Holding her shoulders I pulled back and rammed back into her again, and again; each time she let out a little gasp but did not say anything.
I could feel I was not going to last much longer. Nancy sucking on my cock and then this had me near the brink. I let go of her shoulders and lowered myself onto her. As I began thrusting into her I could feel her legs flopping around as my thighs hit against hers; her feet occasionally bounce against my butt. Each time I rammed into her I could hear the air come out of her with a little ‘unh’ and the slap of my body against hers.
With a loud grunt I pushed into her hard and held it. Then that sense of heat and tingle spread from my balls down to my toes and up to my scalp as I erupted in her. It felt like I had months of sperm backed up in me as stream after stream left me to pool deep in her pussy. With each burst I pushed my cock deep in her until finally I was reduced to just a twitch or two against her.
I lay there for several moments, my weight still spread across her body, waiting for my breathing to return to normal. I could feel a rivulet of sweat running across my face before falling onto her neck.
Just before cumming I had slipped my hands under her butt to hold her tight to me as I exploded inside of her. Now I pulled them out so I could put part of my weight on my elbows. I turned my head towards the nightstand and saw the clock. I was startled, only a few minutes had gone by. It seemed like we, or rather, I, had been at it for a half hour.
I took a couple of deep breaths. I could feel myself begin to soften, pulling out of her ever so slightly. My initial anger was now gradually being replaced with guilt; I had just ****d my mother-in-law.
I lifted one leg and moved it from between hers to the outside of her leg and then rolled off of her onto my back. For several minutes now she had not said a thing. I began to worry about the consequences. I had ****d her. Was she going to tell Nancy, the police? I had moved from overwhelming anger, to guilt and now to fear.
Helen lay there with her face turned away from me. Still without a word she sat up, swung her legs around to the edge of the bed, sat there just a few seconds and then stood up somewhat unsteadily. She looked back at the bed just for a moment, picked up her robe and pulled it to cover her breasts before turning away; still without a glance at me. I looked down her body from her shoulders, past her trim waist to her slender legs. In spite of having several c***dren she had maintained a good figure; not thickening like many women her age.
The top of the bed was low enough that I was looking up slightly at her butt. I glanced at the space between her thighs and saw a bead of white liquid building on the lips of her pussy. I was entranced, enough liquid had built up that it began to lengthen, an inch, then two. She moved slightly and it swayed back and forth. Just as it was about to reach her inner thigh she pulled the robe around her body blocking my view and then slowly walked out of the room.
I wondered if I should follow her and apologize. ‘Mom, I’m sorry I fucked you. Please don’t tell anyone; especially Nancy’. Yes, that will go over well. Well, it’s my fault. I will just have to face the music. That thought lasted about thirty seconds. The mind is a mysterious thing; I began to rationalize. By the time I was in the shower I was thinking why should I apologize? It’s her fault after all. She should have stayed out of our sex life. If she wasn’t here none of this would have happened. And even if she just lay there, she probably enjoyed it too. I know, guys are so stupid.
By the time I was out of the shower and dressed I was past that phase and back to worrying; what’s going to happen when Nancy gets home? Helen’s bedroom door was closed but I could hear her inside playing with our daughter. At least she was not on the phone to the police. I went into the den and began working on some presentation material.
I went into the den and began working on a new seminar. Every few minutes I found myself staring off into space, worrying about what was going to happen when Nancy got home. Helen was still in her room. I would feel better if she came out and screamed at me. At least then I’d have an idea of what was going to happen.
After a couple of hours I was finally distracted enough from my thoughts to make some actual progress with my work. I had just finished a draft of a new chapter when I heard the garage door motor start; Nancy’s home. I looked at the clock; she had done some serious shopping, it was just after 5 O’clock.
Nancy came in with several bags, gave me a kiss, and sat down next to me. “How’s Mom”?
“What do you mean”? Had Helen called her?
“She walked in on us with me, you know, doing it to you”. Nancy’s face turned a little red.
I felt some relief, “I guess she is okay. She’s been in her room all day”.
Nancy stood, “I’ll go and put these away and then check on her”. She turned and started for the door. I heard her mutter, “I don’t know why she gets so upset. It’s our life. We can do what we want”.
She walked out and went down the hall to our bedroom without stopping at her mother’s room. I sat staring at the screen of my laptop. Should I have tried to tell her what happened? Would it be better coming from me than her mother? After several minutes I heard footsteps in the hall and then light knocking; here it comes.
I heard Nancy call out “Mom”? After a moment with no reply she opened the door and went in. I sat there waiting for the yelling to start, for my world to end. After several minutes I heard the door open and Nancy walking towards me.
She came back into the den and sat down beside me. I couldn’t look at her face. She asked, “Do you know what’s got into mom”?
A crazy thought flashed through my mind. I wanted to say, “You mean other than me”? But instead I said, “What do you mean? She’s been quiet all day”.
Nancy replied, “She’s in her room just lying on the bed. I asked if she was alright and she said she was fine”.
Nancy put her things away and began getting dinner ready. Nothing happened the rest of the evening; we ate, played with the baby, and watched TV. So far Helen had not looked at me at any time. I sat in the living room waiting for the storm to break. Around ten, Nancy got up and said she was tired, kissed me and said she was going to bed early. Helen followed her just a minute or so later. I guess she did not want to stay in the same room with my.
I stayed on the sofa and finished watching my show but at eleven I decided it was time to go to bed. When I got to the bedroom I undressed and got into bed Nancy turned over and put her head on my shoulder. “I was hoping you would come to bed soon”.
My spirits lifted, there’s hope after all. “Maybe we could finish what you started this morning”, I asked, filled with foolish optimism.
“No I can’t. Not with Mom here. I just wanted to go to sl**p with you here”.
“Nancy, we can’t let her run our sex life, what there is of it anymore”.
“Please Honey, let’s just wait until she’s gone. Then I’ll make it up to you”.
I knew there was no point in continuing. I might as well be a gracious loser. “Sure, Honey. We’ll wait”.
I put my arm around her and lay there thinking about my mother-in-law. Things were pretty good until she arrived with her crazy ideas. But then she could have really screwed me today and she didn’t. Maybe she isn’t the Anti-Christ.
The next day Nancy, her mother and my mother all went out for a women’s day out; nails, hair, massage, the works. They did not get home until after five. They all came in together, talking and laughing. Mom said her hi-and-goodbye, Helen put some packages away and took the baby into the playroom while Nancy started dinner.
I went over to see if I could help with dinner. “It looks like your mom is in a good mood”.
Nancy began pulling stuff from the refrigerator, “Yes, whatever was bothering her the other day seems to be gone. She had a great time today. We’ll have to do that again soon”.
She shooed me away and began preparing dinner. Good, maybe jail and divorce is not in my immediate future. I went into the living room and watched some basketball.
After dinner we all sat around in the living room watching some TV movie. Around ten O’clock Nancy got up and said, “Now don’t stay up too late”, kissed me goodnight and went to bed. Helen stayed another thirty minutes or so and then murmured a ‘goodnight’ and left for her bedroom. At eleven I turned off the TV and lights and made my way down the hall to our bedroom. When I looked in Nancy was sound asl**p. I went in and undressed. I was about to get into bed when I thought, ‘What’s the point? I’m going to lie there and just get frustrated’. I might as well watch some Leno until I’m tired enough to go right to sl**p.
I put on my robe on, walked out into the hall. For the life of me, when I think back on it, I don’t know what was going through my mind when I carefully closed the door and walked back down the hall and stopped at Helen’s bedroom door. I opened the door quietly, stepped in and closed it behind me. I walked over to the bed and stood looking down at her. She had been reading before she fell asl**p. The light on the nightstand was on and an open book was lying on her stomach. It was one of those harlequin romance paperbacks with the racy titles and cover picture. I could see a sexy woman in skimpy clothing in the clutches of a muscular man; part of her blouse ripped off and in his hand.
Her arm closest to me was lying at the edge of the bed, palm up. A thought occurred to me. I untied the belt on my robe and pulled it open. I stepped to the edge of the bed and laid my flaccid cock across her fingers and up and over her palm. Her fingers closed slightly around my shaft at the touch. Seeing her fingers loosely wrapped around my cock gave me a twitch. I stood there for a couple of minutes watching myself gradually harden in her hand; stretching longer to her wrist.
It was warm in the room and she was covered with just a sheet. I wouldn’t have suspected that she slept nude but the sheet had slipped down enough to bare one of her breasts; the one closest to me. I reached down and gently touched it with a finger. The nipple was soft and pliable but began to immediately harden with my touch. I saw her eyelids flutter; I wonder what she is dreaming; probably about her bodice being ripped off by ‘John the Brute’ on the cover of that book.
I reached for the sheet and pulled it down a few inches, enough to expose her other breast. I was running my finger lightly over it, feeling it also begin to harden when her eyes flew open. With a gasp her eyes fixed on me; her hand tightened around me.
“Todd, what are you doing in here”? She must have just noticed something was in her hand. She looked down, saw what she was holding, let out a little cry and quickly pulled her hand away from me. She reached for the sheet and pulled it up to her neck, her hands clutching it under her chin.
I was completely erect, pointing up in the air. Helen looked from my cock to my face and back to my cock again. With a great deal of nervousness in her voice she said, “Todd, your robe is open”.
“I know. I was just getting ready to go to bed and I thought I would check on you; see if you are alright”.
“I’m fine. You should go”.
“You are right. I should go in and have Nancy take care of this. You saw she doesn’t always listen to what you tell her. You go ahead and get some sl**p while Nancy and I enjoy a little poke”. I took a half step back.
Helen put her hand out towards me, “Wait, you know she should not be doing that”.
I tried not to let my anger over this show, “Her doctor says it’s fine. You are the one interfering with us; creating friction in our marriage”.
“What do you want”?
I reached out and took hold of the sheet near her waist. “You know what I want. If I can’t have sex with my wife then…” and I stopped.
I gently pulled on the sheet until it was taut between my hand and hers. I could see the look of anger building on her face. She said, “If that’s the only way” and slowly let go of the sheet. I pulled it very slowly down her body. As her breasts were uncovered she lowered her arms and covered them with her hands. When the sheet moved down to reveal her pubic hair she tightly closed her legs and dropped one hand to cover her self.
I pulled the sheet down over the end of the bed and let it drop to the floor. I then let the robe fall off my shoulders and stood there in front of her, my cock aching, I wanted to be in her again.
I pointed at her hands, “That’s not going to really work you know”.
She pulled her hands away and moved her legs far apart, flat on the bed. With anger in her voice she said, “Just get it over with”. She closed her eyes and moved her hands up and clasped them over her head.
I moved up on the bed and moved over her on my hands and knees. With my knees between her legs I looked down at her below me. I knew I would be more than happy to just fuck her like this but her anger at me after interfering with us gave me another idea; she was going to be a part of this, whether she wanted to or not.
I let my cock lie on her stomach, “Take me in your hand and guide me in”.
“Do it yourself. You did fine the other night”.
“I said, take me in your hand”.
I must have sounded serious to her. She lowered one hand between us and held me with two fingers.
“I said, with your hand”.
She finally wrapped her hand around me. “Now guide me into you”. After a few seconds she pushed me down so that the head of my cock was poised at her entrance. I moved my hips to make it easier.
With no attempt to hide the irritation in her voice she said, “Now make it quick”.
I thrust forward and easily slid into her until her hand wrapped around me prevented me from going any deeper. I pushed a bit harder but she gripped me tighter to keep me from moving deeper. Okay, I can work with that. I began stroking into her, pulling back until I was almost out of her and then pushing in until her hand stopped me. It felt so good, half in her and her hand gripping the other half. I wanted to lie down on top of her, feel her skin against mine.
I began thrusting into her faster, “Move your hand away”. For a minute she did not respond, then she pulled her hand out from between us and put it out to her side on the bed. I moved my knees down, lowering myself onto her; my hips now beating against hers as I thrust deeply into her. The tightness of her grip now replaced with the slick, hot, movement through her; the slight friction on the head of my cock working to bring me to climax.
I had no desire to, ‘make it quick’. I lay there on her, feeling the sensations of our bodies rubbing together, my cock sliding in the full length in her, my hands under her butt pulling her tight to me as I thrust into her. I could hear her breathing become labored in spite of herself.
After slowing down a couple of times and distracting myself with thoughts of work to keep from cumming I finally let myself go and came in her. As each explosion erupted from me I pushed deep into her.
When I was finally finished I waited a moment and then eased my weight up off her. I moved one leg from between hers and then rolled off her onto my back.
We lay there for a few minutes, neither of us moving, then I heard her mutter something under her breath. “What did you say”?
“No, you said something. What was it”?
“I said, you men are all alike; climb on, fuck a woman and then climb off. The only thing you haven’t done yet is go right to asl**p”.
Now that wasn’t fair. “You are the one that said hurry up and finish”.
“Sure, like that would have made a difference. You men are all the same, just thinking of your own lust, your own enjoyment”.
“Now wait a minute. Nancy gets all the enjoyment she wants. She has an orgasm anytime she wants to”.
Helen hesitated for a moment then asked, “She does”?
“Sure, didn’t you have them with Ed”?
“Yes, I guess so”.
“You guess so? If you had one you would know”.
She did not respond. We lay there, naked next to each other, the light still on. After a few minutes of the silence, a thought running around in my head, I decided to do it. I turned on my side next to her. Her hand was by her side and when I turned towards her my now limp cock ended up lying across the back of her hand. She tried to pull her hand away but it was caught between our bodies.
I put my hand over on her bare hip; the bone under the heal of my hand and my fingers tips just touching her pubic hair.
“What are you doing”? Helen asked, nervous again.
I said, “Just relax”. I let my hand gently caress her stomach, going up close to her breasts but not touching them, then down the top of her thighs and slowly back up the inside of her thighs without touching her pussy.
After a minute or so she finally said, “I guess that’s okay”.
“Did Ed ever do this for you”?
“No. He’d just come home, have dinner, watch TV and then later he’d come to bed and jump on top of me. When he was finished he’d roll off and go right to sl**p”.
When I got up close to her breasts this time I let my hand softly glide over the top of them. When I touched her nipples I heard her breath catch in her throat. I let my hand linger there for a while and then worked my way down to her knees again. This time when I came back up I moved my fingers lightly through her pubic hair then around her mound, still not touching her pussy.
Helen sighed then added, “You shouldn’t”. But it wasn’t convincing.
I carefully let my fingers slide down from her mound and lightly fingered the lips of her pussy. She was very wet, though probably from my sperm leaking out of her. When I moved my fingers up to her clitoris she jerked, pulling her knees closer together.
“It’s okay. Just relax and enjoy the feeling” I whispered.
As I began moving two fingers around her clitoris I felt her hand under my cock move. Several minutes ago I began getting hard again. I thought Helen was trying to pull her hand away from my erection but she surprised my by turning her hand over and taking me in her hand and slowly working her fingers around my shaft.
I leaned towards her and took her nipple in my mouth, running my tongue around it as I continued to tease her clitoris. We continued like that for several minutes until Helen let uttered a moan from her clenched jaws. Her hips jerked up several times and she tugged on my cock, hard. She opened her legs wider and tugged on me again. What is she trying to do? It’s certainly not the best hand-job I’ve had.
She tugged again, even harder, and I was about to say something when she suddenly rolled over on to me. She was still holding me in her hand. She quickly put me at the entrance to her pussy and pushed back. On the first push she felt so tight I thought I would not make it into her. Then just as quickly she seemed to expand and I was buried in her. As her hips dug at me I could feel her pussy clench my cock, spasming around me; clutching me then relaxing only to clutch me again half a second later.
When she finally finished she was lying on my chest, trying to catch her breath. When she was finally able to speak she said, “I’m sorry. I just had to grab something”.
Just for a moment I didn’t understand, “You what? Oh, yeh. Well, now do you know what an orgasm feels like”?
“Oh yes. I’ve never had one of those before”. She lay still for a minute longer before adding, “You are hard again. Do you want to get back on top of me and finish”?
“You can stay where you are. I’m fine this way”.
“You mean with me on top”? Helen sounded surprised.
“Sure what’s wrong with that”?
“I’ve never been on top before. Ed said the only way to do it was with the guy on top”.
“Well we’ve already decided that Ed was not the authority he thought he was”. I put my hands under her shoulders and lifted her up.
Helen reached out for me frantically. “No wait, you’re too deep”.
“Put your hands on my chest to hold yourself where you want”. She put her hands where I told her and then lowered her self a few inches. “Now push back up. See if it feels better”.
Helen rose up tentatively, expecting discomfort but finding she had no problem. I put my hands on her hips, “Now try rocking your hips back and forth”. She did as I told her and I was rewarded with a big smile on her face. “That feels good. But what about you”?
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll cum when it’s time”. I let go of her hips. “Now just find the rhythm you like; the one that feels best”.
Helen began rocking on me, different speeds, and different motions. From the look on her face they all felt good. I obviously found one she liked best as it was just a few minutes before she stiffened on me, her face in a grimace. She let out a loud cry and then covered her mouth with her hand to stifle the sound. I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock as her orgasm hit its climax.
She finally began to relax and lowered herself onto my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and began thrusting faster into her; I wanted to cum quickly while she was still in that nice place after an orgasm. It could not have been more than a minute and I was cumming in her again. I pushed against her, trying to cum deep in her and I felt her squeeze me with her pussy; it intensified my orgasm. She held her contraction as each pulse from my cock sent sperm deep into her. When I finally stopped jerking against her she relaxed her pussy.
We lay there, her on top of me, for several minutes before she finally spoke first. “I’m sorry”.
“Sorry for what? That felt great”.
“Not that. It felt good to me too. I mean, I know men have needs. I know I’ve been a problem between you and my daughter. But I can’t help that part”.
I started to say something but she stopped me with a finger on my mouth. “Wait, let me finish. I can’t help how I feel about you and Nancy having sex while she’s pregnant. But there is something I could do”. She hesitated for a moment then added, “Something else”.
I waited for her to continue. “We could do this, maybe once a week, until Nancy has the baby and then has time to recover”.
“I don’t know. Once a week is not very much. Nancy and I had sex several times a week”.
“You did”? She sounded surprised. “I mean, well how many times a week would you want it”?
“I think four or five times a week should be adequate”.
Helen waited a moment then said, “Agreed, but just until Nancy is ready. And, I get to be on top at least half the time”?
I had no problem with that, “Agreed”.
She moved her body on me slightly, turning her face on my chest so that her head was tucked under my chin. When she moved, her hips had moved slightly and I realized I was getting hard again. All the talk about our having sex was having an effect.
Then something else occurred to me, “What about oral sex”?
She shook her head and said, “No”.
“Have you tried it”?
“Yes, and I didn’t like it”. She said it pretty emphatically.
“Would that have been with Ed”?
“Yes. He’d get on top of me and stick his thing in my mouth until he came. I didn’t like it. One time I kind of ‘accidentally’ bit him. That put a stop to it”.
“That is not oral sex. That’s just getting your mouth fucked. Did you like it when I was rubbing you earlier”?
She softly answered, “Yes, I did”.
“Well think of that only better”.
“You mean you would do me too”?
“Well, okay. We could try it”.
All of this talk had resulted in me being as horny as hell. My cock twitched inside of her and I had to move in her a few times just to relieve the feeling. When I pushed into her the second time she pushed back to meet me.
“I didn’t know you could get hard again. Would you like to do it again”?
I put my hands on her butt and held her tight against me as I pushed into her again. “Yes, I would”.
“Why don’t you get on top of me this time? I think I’ll pass out if I have another one of those”.
We rolled over until I was on top of her. She brought her knees up along my sides, allowing me to get deeper in her and wrapped her arms around me.
She moved her mouth close to my ear and whispered, “It’s Sunday, the end of the week. Your four or five won’t start until tomorrow”.
Over the next six or seven weeks my mother-in-law and I tested that ‘four or five’ several times. Several times a week I would stay up late and once my wife was sound asl**p I would go to her mother’s room and we have a very enjoyable hour or so.
As Nancy’s time got closer it became too dangerous to continue like we had before. She had a hard time sl**ping at night and would toss-and-turn. Frequently she would get up and come out to the living room and watch TV for a while. She was uncomfortable walking so she went out less.
Her mother and I were limited to several quickies each week, timed when Nancy would get in the shower. As soon as I heard the shower start and would hurry over to Helen’s bedroom, jump on her and cum as quickly as I could. On occasion Helen came to my bedroom and would get on top of me. We would go at each other while listening for the water to stop; trying to cum before it happened. It relieved some sexual tension but was rarely satisfying. Plus I knew that our time would be ending soon; the baby would be here and then not long after that Nancy would be ready and my time with her mother would end.
I was thinking these thoughts one morning just a few days before Nancy’s due date. Nancy was going out to do some last minute shopping with my mother. That should make quite a site; what looks like a mother and daughter walking around the mall with ‘nine-month’ stomachs sticking out. I had to chuckle.
But it also presented an opportunity that Helen and I was looking forward to; Nancy would be out of the house for a couple of hours at least.
I got up, put on some boxers and my robe, and went to the kitchen to see if Nancy had left yet. When I walked into the kitchen Helen was standing at the sink in her robe rinsing some glasses. I walked over behind her. “Good morning. Has Nancy left yet”?
Helen nodded towards the window, “No, she’s out getting the paper”.
Great. We are going to have to wait a while. My mother wasn’t even here yet. I looked out and saw Nancy talking with Mr. Jeremy, our next-door neighbor. Even better. Getting into a conversation with Mr. Jeremy is like falling within the influence of a dark hole; you don’t escape. It would be a good thirty minutes before she could get away. That would be plenty of time.
I opened my robe and pulled my boxers down and kicked them aside. Moving behind Helen I lifted up her robe, perfect, nothing underneath. She giggled and tried to swat my hands away. Holding her robe up with my arms, I put my on her hips and moved up tight against her. Her skin felt hot against mine in the cool kitchen and I could feel myself begin to stiffen.
“Not here, she’s right outside”.
“Yes, but look who she’s talking to”. We all knew Mr. Jeremy and each of us had become trapped at some time.
I moved my hands around to her stomach and then slowly moved up to her breasts, taking one in each hand. As I cupped them she pushed her butt back against me. It could not have taken even a minute and I was completely erect now. I pushed forward and the head of my cock moved between her thighs. I pushed against her and the friction of her thighs on my cock felt so good.
She moved her legs slightly apart and my cock moved up so that my shaft was rubbing against her pussy. I put my hands on her hips and tried to get her to tilt back towards me but she either did not understand or didn’t want to.
She pulled her hands from the water and grasped the edge of the counter. I pulled again at her hips and she tilted back towards me. It was perfect. I pushed forward into her, sliding deep into her.
Helen gasped, I don’t know if she expected this; we had never done it like this before. “Todd, we shouldn’t. Nancy’s right outside”.
I didn’t say anything, just kept ramming into her, pulling her hips back to me with each thrust forward. When she began pushing back I let my hands move back up to her breasts, rubbing her hard nipples with my fingers. Her moan told me she was enjoying this.
“Your Mom is outside”.
The words stopped me in mid thrust. I looked around Helen’s head to see my mother standing next to Nancy. I almost laughed; in profile they looked so funny. Both of them with their stomachs sticking out, their hands resting on top, they looked ready to pop any second. I was still surprised with Mom; I didn’t think Dad still had it in him.
Helen said, “Maybe we should wait until later”.
“It’s okay. Just a little bit more. I’m close. They are going to be talking out there for a while”. I didn’t want to get close and then get interrupted so I started moving in and out of her faster; ramming hard against her.
“Not so hard, you’re making my head bounce up and down”.
I slowed down but it was hard not to go fast; it felt so good inside of her.
“Stop. They’re coming”.
“So am I”. Helen tried to move away but she was pinned between the sink and me. I pushed hard into her, lifting her up onto her toes. As Helen struggled to move away from me the first stream shot into her. I heard the front door open and a second and third stream of my semen was left in her. I heard the voices in the front room but I still had cum squirting out of me. I pulled out of Helen and turned towards the coffeemaker on the counter as Helen pulled her robe down. I could feel my cock twitch as little spurts continued to come out. Thank God my robe is dark. Hopefully it won’t show.
I quickly tied my robe and was grabbing a coffee cup from the cupboard just as my wife and mother walked in the room. I poured myself a cup and looked over my shoulder to say ‘hi’ to them. I was still pretty hard and was having trouble hiding it.
My mother said hello and walked over to give me a kiss and a hug. I gave her a kind of sideways hug, using the coffee as my excuse. I looked over her shoulder and saw my boxers lying at Helen’s feet. Oh, shit. I extended the hug and waved at Helen to get her attention. I pointed at my boxers and she bent to grab them, wadded them up and stuck them in a pocket of her robe.
Mom let go of me and held me at arms length, “Todd, you look flushed. Are you feeling alright”?
“Sure Mom. I’m fine. I was just doing some morning exercises and came out to be sure I saw you before you and Nancy left”.
Mom gave me a funny look but seemed to accept it. I had never been one for morning exercises, at least not the kind done out of bed. But she probably figured I was getting older and needed them to stay in shape.
Nancy and Mom said goodbye and were gone. We wouldn’t see them for several hours; after shopping they were going out for a fancy lunch. Helen stayed by the window until she saw their car drive away. The immediate need for sex was satisfied for me, I was wondering what was for breakfast.
But that was not the case for Helen. Her appetite had just been whetted. When the car was out of sight she came over, took my hand and pulled me out of my seat. I followed her hand-in-hand down the hallway to her bedroom. Once inside she took off her robe, tossed it aside and then stood there looking at me. Every time I saw her like this I was amazed. She looked so much like my wife; an older version sure, but really sexy all the same.
When I did not move she pulled me towards the bed and pulled my robe off. She saw that I was still flaccid. “I don’t excite you any more?” she asked. She stepped backwards toward the bed pulling me with her. “For what I want, I really require a hard cock. Maybe this will help”. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me closer. She took my limp cock and sucked it into her mouth. I was soft enough that she was able to get almost my entire cock in her mouth but that quickly changed. Looking down at her lips wrapped around me and feeling her tongue wash over and around the head of my cock quickly had me getting harder by the second. As I watched more of my cock appeared out of her mouth as she couldn’t hold it all.
Once I was again rigid she pulled her mouth away from me and moved farther up onto her bed, pulling me with her. She pushed me onto my back and then climbed on. There was no need for foreplay; she got me inside of her and began moving on me.
It was barely a minute later that the phone rang. Helen said several choice words regarding the timing and picked up the phone. Her “Hello” was less than courteous.
“Oh, Hello”. She mouthed ‘your mother’ to me. She listened for a few seconds before saying, “All ready? At the store”? Mom must have said something else while Helen covered the hand piece and whispered to me, “Nancy’s water broke. They are on the way to the hospital. Helen listened for a moment more then said, “Okay, we’ll bring her bag. We should be coming in about thirty minutes”.
Well it turned out she was wrong. We came in about fifteen minutes. We might have been on time at the hospital if we hadn’t taken the shower together. I can’t exactly say it was a mistake; but it did take more time. I’m not a teenager any longer. Three in a row does more than just drain me. When we finally got out of the shower we dressed and rushed out. My only regret was missing breakfast and wondering how bad it would be in the hospital cafeteria.
When got to Nancy’s room I was surprised to not see Mom there. I immediately went up to Nancy, “How are you doing Honey”?
“I’m fine. They say it will still be a couple of hours. The contractions are still several minutes apart; lots of heavy breathing and panting”.
We settled in to wait; held her hand during contractions, reminded her to breath, talked about names again. Helen said she was hungry and was going to brave the hospital food. Before she could leave my Dad came in the room. “Hey Dad. How are you doing? We still have a ways to go. Where’s Mom”?
“She’s in the next room”. Dad, not being a big talker stopped there.
“What do you mean, in the next room”?
“What do you think I mean? She’s having a baby. She started going into labor right after Nancy got into her room”.
“What? Right now? That’s neat. They’ll have their babies at the same time”.
“Yeh, neat”. Dad did not sound particularly happy. Well if he didn’t want this he shouldn’t have gotten move pregnant.
“I came over here to see how Nancy is doing and to tell you your mother wants to talk to you”.
I told Nancy I would be right back and left as the three of them began talking. There were no names on the door next to us but I peeked in and saw my mother in the single bed in the room.
“Hey, I hear your are going to be a mother soon”.
Mom smiled, “Don’t be a wiseass”. Mom patted the bed, “Come over here. There is something I need to talk about with you”.
I went over and sat, “What’s up”?
“This isn’t easy to let me get it all out without your interrupting me. Your father and I are getting pretty old to have a toddler around the house. I’ve talked this over with him and with Nancy”.
I wondered why Nancy was involved but did not say anything.
“Nancy and your Dad both agree it would be best; that is, if you agree”.
“Agree to what”?
“You and Nancy will raise the baby as yours. I’ve registered in Nancy’s name. We’ll not use our insurance, pay cash, so there will not be a problem there. I’ve known my doctor for almost thirty years and he will go along with it. It’s really in the best interest of the c***d”.
“You and Nancy will be recorded on the birth certificate as the parents. Nancy will have given birth to two babies today. That way there will be no talk from their friends; they will be your c***dren from the beginning. I will tell people my baby did not make it”.
I did not say anything at first; it was a bit of a shock. I wasn’t sure what to say. I could understand Mom’s logic; it could be best to have younger parents but how could Dad and Mom just let go of their c***d? I knew Nancy would be okay; she loves c***dren, one more, so much the better.
“Are you sure Dad is okay with this? How can he just give away his c***d”?
Mom looked at me for the longest time without answering. Finally she said, “I had hoped to not have to say anything about this. This isn’t his c***d”.
My mom looked at me for the longest time before saying, “It’s yours”.
What was she talking about? We had not had sex in months. Then it hit me. We started having sex almost exactly nine months ago. It never occurred to me to ask. I just assumed she was on the pill or something. Grown women knew what to do. “Mine”? It came out more as a squawk.
“Yes, this is your baby”.
“How do you know it’s not Dad’s”?
“It can’t be your father’s. He had a vasectomy years ago. That’s why I was not on the pill. I hadn’t needed any birth control in years. I didn’t even think of it until it was too late”.
“Does Dad know? I mean, does Dad know it’s mine”?
“Of course not. I told him I had too much to drink at a bar on a business trip and some guy took advantage of me”. She smiled, “That’s pretty much what happened wasn’t it? Except I didn’t mention the part where you took advantage of me over and over again”.
I still did not know what to say. I had gotten my mother pregnant. This was my baby making her stomach stick out. It was sick. It was terrible. It was kind of cool.
Mom interrupted my thoughts, “So are you okay with it”?
“Sure, I think it will work out best for everyone. It’s my baby. Wait, does Nancy know it’s mine”?
“No, she thinks it’s your father’s and mine. It might be best that way. It’s all in the f****y. Now go back to Nancy and send your father back. He gets to put up with me through this”.
I left and went back to join Nancy and her mother. Dad left to be with Mom. I wondered how I would take it if Nancy were pregnant by someone else. Would I take it as well as Dad?
The doctor came in and examined Nancy and said it would be very soon now. They moved her to a birthing room. We were joined by a couple of nurses. I moved to hold Nancy’s hand as the contractions continued to get stronger. Helen moved down so she could see the baby when it appeared.
Over the next few minutes there was a lot of panting, yelling at a husband for getting his wife in this condition, my wife squeezing my hand like she was Shrek. The doctor said some things, the only one I recognized was ‘crowning’, before saying you have a beautiful son.
I turned to Nancy but before I could say anything I heard a groan and the sound of someone falling to the floor. I looked back and could not see Helen. One of the nurses bent down and then went to the phone and called for help.
The doctor said, “Don’t worry. It happens more than you might suspect. We’ll take good care of her”.
While we were looking at our new son a couple of nurses came in and put Helen on a gurney and took her away. After a couple of minutes they took our son away to clean him up while they began administering to Nancy.
While they were with Nancy I went next door to see how Mom was doing only to find out she had given birth a few minutes ago to a son. My chest couldn’t have stuck out any further; I had two son’s just minutes apart. Dad was there and he seemed to be in good spirits also; holding Mom’s hand and congratulating her. They looked happier together than I had seen them in a while. Mom saw me and waved weakly.
I slipped out and went back to Nancy’s room. She was holding our son. He was such a cutie. I counted fingers, the usual ten. I would have to go on trust with the toes, he was wrapped up pretty tight.
“So how’s the new Mom doing”? The doctor flew in, checking the baby, writing on the chart. “And Nancy, your Mom’s doing fine. She should really know better; someone her age”.
“Nancy looked up. What do you mean”?
“Someone in her condition needs to eat. They can’t go all day without eating anything; no wonder she fainted”.
I was confused, “Her condition”?
“Well she’s pregnant of course. Looks like two months along. Pregnant women need food. She just got low bl**d sugar and passed out. She said she missed breakfast and then kept putting it off”. The doctor looked at us. Our jaws were probably on the ground. “Oops. You didn’t know she was pregnant”?
“How could she be pregnant? She’s too old to get pregnant”.
The doctor laughed, “That’s what she said too. But she’s barely fifty. Of course she could get pregnant”.
“No, we didn’t know. How pregnant is she?” Nancy asked.
“Of course you didn't know. What was I thinking; she didn't know. I’ve said too much. I think you had better discuss this with her”. The doctor quickly finished with Nancy’s chart and fled the room.
Nancy looked at me, total amazement on her face. “Mom’s pregnant? How did that happen”?
I didn’t say anything; I couldn’t. But I had a real good idea how it happened. Two months? That's when we started. Oh great. I’ve gotten my mother-in-law pregnant. Then it finally hit me, what I had done. I got my mother-in-law pregnant; you jackass, that means no sex for months.