The incestuous relationship part 4 & 5

Mom’s sexual desires for me over the previous few years never subsided. The desire only grew when she knew I was having sex in my bedroom with my girlfriend and it increased when she watched Joan and I have sex. Mom still felt having sex with me would have a negative impact. Leigh Ann and mom often continued discussing topics. Leigh Ann encouraged mom to have sex with me. To suppress the sexual desire mom had, she purchased various sex toys. Often, mom would pleasure herself while lying nude on her bed with a dildo at which time I was home. She frequently dreamed of me walking in to catch her then ripping off my clothes and ravishing her. The problem is that I grew up not crossing privacy lines. When mom’s door was closed, I would knock until she answered. Even when she opened the door or if the door was open, I would always remain in the doorway. Sort of like there was an invisible barrier preventing me from going into the room. Mom knew this and often took chances inside her bedroom.

To this point mom used Leigh Ann as her outlet to confess her secret desires. She used the toys to fill the actual sexual feelings and it was working ok. As my eighteenth birthday was on the horizon, mom felt that it was up to me to make my own choices. If I desired her after turning eighteen then maybe I would not be “messed up.” To entice me, mom returned to wearing the short nightshirt, not wearing a bra around the house while wearing an extremely thin shirt. Drying her thong panties in the house so that I could see them and even “forgetting” to put away a dildo or two. All of this was working on me, except my outlet was to masturbate. This was driving mom crazy.

Mom began drinking with Leigh Ann, to the point of excess. I would receive a call at home to walk down and help mom home. Mom would be hanging on me and apologizing for how she was. “Let me make it up to you. I will do whatever you want.” She said one night. Although my secret was to be with my mother, I didn’t think it a receptive idea.

Another night while walking mom home, she informed me that she knew I was still sleeping with Joan. She admitted to spying on us and watching us have sex. I was shocked as I felt I had covered my tracks. My thoughts turned to frustration with myself.

To this point any sexual innuendos were offered while drunk and I hadn’t taken the offers. Mom had an idea that she remembered from Leigh Ann and had to wait until my birthday.

On my eighteenth birthday, mom arrived home after work. She was cooking my favorite meal then had a card and a gift. I planned to open the card first, but she was adamant to open the gift. To this day I don’t recall what was the gift. That is because what was in the card. When I opened the card and read it, there was a fancy printed small certificate inside. “Good for one world class blow job” it read. I looked up at mom in shock. Mom had an out to use, if needed. If I wasn’t receptive, she would say that Leigh Ann made the offer. I didn’t know what to say. I stood there speechless. “Do you want it?” Mom asked. Again, if I seemed disgusted, she would use Leigh Ann. “Sit down” mom said as she kneeled in front of me.

We were in the living room and the curtain was open. No one could see us from the street, but if anyone walked up the front porch to the front door, we would be totally visible. I had grown accustomed to the excitement and this was exciting. The potential to get caught, especially knowing that my father’s mother was coming over soon to deliver a gift.

I felt mom unzip my pants. She tugged at them to pull them down the reached in and grabbed my cock. I felt her lips press agin the head of my penis several times as she kissed it. Out came her tongue as she swirled it around the head of my now swelling cock. Once fully hard, mom firmly gripped the shaft of my cock. She was oscillating between sucking the head and licking the head of my cock. The feeling was beyond what I had ever felt before. My cock was not huge, but it was a little bigger than average. Joan rarely went all the way down on my cock. My girlfriend was unable, but mom… she was able. Soon she was deep throating my cock and keeping it deep inside her mouth. When she was going up and down on my cock, I would force her head down and she let me.

As I mentioned, my grandmother was supposed to be by soon. She would use the front door and we would be caught. The truth was that I wanted to get caught. The one thing that I hadn’t mentioned up to this point was my relationship with my grandma. More on that soon.

I heard a car pull in and mom popped her head up, I forced it back down and mom willingly complied as she kept sucking and stroking my cock. I was looking straight ahead as I saw grandma pass by the window. I wanted to get caught and she didn’t look our way. The doorbell rang, mom popped up and I pushed her down. It rang again. The third time I told mom, “you are not stopping. I am about to cum.” Mom loved hearing those words and wasn’t about to stop for anything or anyone. Besides, mom knew who was at the door and she also knew that if we were caught, grandma wouldn’t say a word. That is because mom had also been keeping a secret.

I tilted my head back and kept my eyes barely open, watching for grandma. Sure enough she walked by, stopped, looked in the window and saw us. She gasped and hurried off.

Mom heard the car leave and went to town on my cock. “Can you cum for me?” Mom repeated in a sexy voice. “Do you want me to swallow or do you want to cum on my face?” Mom asked with a smile as she leaned forward for a kiss as she stroked my cock. “Can I cum on your face?” I asked. She nodded yes. I really wanted her to swallow. Once close, I stood, mom was kneeling down. She was looking up at me with this look that I will never forget. Like she was a naughty girl who was begging for mercy. The reason why I wanted to stand was more with the fact that anyone driving by would see my cock and me stroking it. The thought excited me. “I am going to cum” I said a few times then let out a loud sigh cum shot from my cock. I made sure to shoot cum all over her face, leaving no area untouched.

Part five

The best blow job I ever had and it was from my mom. After I shot my massive load all over her face, mom went to clean up as did I. Wore out from the stimulation and excitement, I laid on my bed. Mom came in a short time later, laid on the bed beside me and draped her arm over me. “Did you enjoy my blow job?” Mom asked. “You can suck my cock whenever you want.” I replied. “Don’t worry about your grandmother, if she saw us, she will not say a word.” Mom said. She didn’t tell me at that moment, but my grandfather use to take my mom home at lunch when she worked for him. Grandma would answer the phones during lunch while grandpa had sex with my own mother. Grandma knew what was going on as they became a little obvious while at work.

The next morning mom had to go to work. I made sure to be up before she left. “What are you doing up?” Mom said. She walked into the living room where I was sitting. She leaned in and gave me a kiss. “Are you wearing panties?” I asked. Mom unzipped her pants to show her panties. “You don’t need to wear those.” I replied. With the curtain open, mom pulled off her shoes, pants and panties. “I love that hairy pussy.” I said. “You can have it anytime you want.” She responded.

Mom had discussed over the years how her boss was a little inappropriate with her. For some reason that always excited me. “Why don’t you wear a skirt.” I said to mom. “I need to go and don’t have time.” She replied. “Please” I asked with a sad face. “Ok” mom said with a grin as she left her clothing on the floor and walked past the large picture window nude from the waist down. Several minutes later mom returned wearing a different top, skirt and heels. “What do you think?” She asked. My smile said it all. “I have to go. I am going to be late.” Mom informed me. Just lift your skirt and show your boss your pussy. He won’t get mad.” I stated.

Mom was a little upset that I was so willing for her to entice another man. Mom hoped to be with me and only me. But, before she left, I made her walk over, lifted her skirt and kissed her pussy. Mom was appeased. On the way to work, mom did realize for us to be together meant living our own lives. We could be like Leigh Ann and her cousin. Having the forbidden fruit is important.

Mom’s boss had been very inappropriate with her for years and she tolerated it. Being turned on by me and the fact I seemed to be excited sharing mom, she did show her boss her pussy. That day they stayed late as he finally had sex with her. I on the other hand had been desiring my grandmother for years and decided to take my shot.

When I walked into grandma’s house, she gave me a look that was repulsed by what she saw. “What is the big deal? It was just a blow job.” I replied. “That is your mother.” Grandma ranted. “So, I would let anyone suck my dick.” I said. I walked over to grandma, got behind her, wrapped my arms around her massive tits, swayed back and forth a little then began kissing her neck. Grandma’s mood changed. “It was still wrong.” Grandma said. “Don’t be that way, you are going to suck my cock too.” I replied. This was the reason why I didn’t have sex with my mom the night before or that morning, I wanted to save my cum for grandma.

Grandma tried changing the subject, but I returned to the blow job. She kept changing the subject until I became frustrated. “It isn’t like you are innocent. You have been teasing me for years.” I said. “What?. Grandma gasped. I reminded grandma of some of the things she wore around me and then I mentioned the white sheer nightgown she wore. “I would never wear such a thing around you.” Grandma stated. But that nightgown left an impression on me and I told her the two exact times that she wore it. I also reminded her that the second time someone showed up and she quickly put on a robe then removed the robe after they were gone. It was kind of humorous watching as grandma sat there in disbelief that she was caught. “Where do you want to do this?” I asked. Grandma was still trying to regain her senses as she replied she wasn’t going to do it. Something got into me as I became frustrated. She was now sitting at the kitchen table. There were several windows where anyone could see in. I unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock and jammed it in her face. “Suck it!” I commanded. When she resisted, I said, “open your fucking mouth!” Grandma knew this was going to happen. She slowly opened her mouth as I slid my cock in. Initially, grandma didn’t do anything. She wasn’t sucking, stroking or anything. “Suck it!” I stated again. She knew this was going to happen.

“Let’s go upstairs, someone can see us.” She said. With my cock still hanging out, I followed her upstairs to the spare bedroom. Grandma pulled the shade on one window then sat on the bed. “On your knees!” I said gruffly. Grandma got on her knees and began sucking my cock. I reached down and was fondling her boob over her shirt. “Take off your shirt and bra!” I stated. With her head hung low, she unbuttoned her shirt and took off her bra. She looked up at me for approval. “Nice fucking tits” I said as I fondled one of her tits roughly. I sat on the edge of the bed as I told her to stand. Once she was up, I unzipped and yanked her pants to the floor. “Let me see that pussy” I said. Grandma lowered her panties to her ankles. I began kissing her hair on her pussy as I slid my fingers between her legs. I stood up and kissed her before peeling off my clothes. “Let’s 69” I commanded. I laid on the bed and grandma laid on top with her pussy in my face. “I spread her pussy lips and was licking her clit as she moaned and then willingly took my cock into her mouth. She was sucking my cock as I was frantically licking and rubbing her clit with my fingers. Excited, I pushed her off, spun around and spread her legs. I smiled at grandma as I slid my cock in to her dripping wet cunt. As I thrust into grandma, she let out a loud sigh. Turned on I began fucking her hard. Grandma was moaning with each thrust as I felt her wrap her legs around me. The years of dreaming about this was more than I could handle as I shot my load inside of her. We laid on the bed for an hour just lightly fondling one another as grandma realized that she was now my sex toy whenever I wanted.