I wasn't expecting THAT!

Read to find out! A man picks up a woman for sex, but the encounter takes unexpected twists.

I went to a bar, looking to pick up some pussy. I've done it before, and most times I succeed. I know I don't look like a playboy, but I learned how to compensate. In my 50's, I guess I put off daddy vibes that women find trustworthy, even comfortable. As an engineer, I make enough money to afford drinks and nice extras.
The money also helps in the confidence department, which also helps with the ladies. Add a little sweet talk, not too cheesy, to open the door.
Her name was Virginia. She had jet black curly hair, which is a major turn on for me. Her ample boobs, firm and round, about the size and shape of cantaloupes, along with her matching ass cheeks, shapely, muscular legs, green eyes, and medium tan skin made her a total package. In her late 40's, everything about her said, "cougar."
She was sitting at the bar when I walked in. I sat on the empty stool next to her.
She gave me a sideways glance, "You sure have your nerve, old boy. You didn't ask if anyone was sitting there - you didn't even say hi!"
"Is that ANY way to talk to the man who's going to buy your next drink? I'll leave if you want, but I am going to buy you a drink."
"You think you're slick, don't you? Well, if you are going to be enough of a gentleman to buy me a drink, then I will be enough of a lady to let you stay...for one drink. After that...we'll see.."
I offered her my hand. "Thank you for letting me help quench your thrist..."
She returned with her soft hand and her name. I answered with my name, and admitted that she appeared to be very fit. "Thank you, I used to be a dancer. Then I had a couple of kids, then raising them, taking care of my ex, and working as a receptionist caused my body to spread out some. But, I have always taken time to dance. My ex used to be active too, but he had an accident that took him off his feet for a while. Even though he recovered, he slowly lost interest in exercise. When he stopped dancing with me, I knew it was time to let go of him. I still dance when I can find a partner."
"I'm not a ballroom dancer, but I do like to move to music, and I do shuffle around to slow, romantic tunes."
"Uhm, you are in luck, old boy. I have taught dance classes at a local community center, for extra money from time to time." The bar did have a small dance floor, and some romantic soft rock songs playing.
She gave me instructions on how to hold her, how to move my feet, my knees, my hips so that we both wouldn't "tumble over onto the floor."
"Isn't that the goal, anyway?"
"I'm not saying that it won't happen, but don't get too far ahead, tiger," she said with a wink.
After an hour of dancing and small talk, we need to sit down for a while. She told me that despite my belly, she could tell that I was strong. I told her that, despite never being married, I live in a house, not an apartment, and I do everything, housework, yard work, maintenance, all of it, even a little bit of gardening. She was impressed. "What do you need a wife for, if you do all that?"
"Well... you know..., right?" I said that with a suggestive grin.
"Riiight! Anyway, let's go! I've got to see for myself what a house taken care of by a single man looks like!"
Virginia liked the house, said it was definitely a man's place, but well taken care of. However, after showing her the bedroom, she stayed in there when I stepped out. I poked my head back in and asked if she wanted to go back to the living room.
"Not yet, old boy. If I'm going to tumble onto the floor, I prefer to do from the bed!"
The next 5 minutes were a flurry of kissing, caressing, squeezing, and undressing. We literally tumbled onto the bed.
For the next 2 hours, the action was like a roller coaster, with lips, tongues, and fingers probing and pleasuring various nooks, crannies, bends, curves, and recesses each other's bodies. I think we even learned things about our own bodies. I had never made love so intensely for so long. I guess it was because I had never had a lover so passionate before. I don't think I could give a detailed description of everything we did.
The one thing I remember the clearest was thinking that Virginia would not be just another one night stand, just before we both nodded off, nude, exhausted, and happy in each other's arms.

After falling asleep, I woke up while tumbling to the floor! I looked up to see Virginia looking over the side of the bed. "I tried to wake you, so I could go pee! You wouldn't wake up, so I decided it was time you got your tumble on the floor!"
As made her way over to the bathroom and did her business, I just sat there with morning wood. I was used to holding it in, which was a good thing in this situation. As she tried to get back onto the bed, I wrapped my arms around her legs, squeezed them together, and pressed my face into her ass. I then began to kiss her cheeks, and lick everything!
"Whaaaa... what are you doing?"
"If you're going to dominate in this relationship, I might as well get used to kissing your ass!" Then I resumed my enjoyment. For a few minutes.
"I didn't say you could stop! I was enjoying that! Nobody has made me ass feel that way!"
"Yes, ma'am! But if I don't go pee, your royal highness will be standing in it!"
That day was a Saturday, so we had a whole day to play. And we did play some. But we did talk and we found out a lot about each other.
She prefers for her close ones to call her "Virg." Not Virginia or Virgie. It fits her because she is always on the verge of doing or saying something.
She keeps in touch with her ex, Ed. Since their divorce, he has gotten extra medical help, and is getting active and healthy again. He even has a new girlfriend. She seems to be a good fit for Ed, and Virg expects they will get married. She already spends a lot of time at his place.
She is also close to her two sons, Cody and Roy. Cody is a veteran, who now works for a military contractor overseas. He gets to come home for a couple of weeks every other month. But he calls her everyday. Twice a week he will do a video call with her.
Roy attends a college with a local campus, but the main campus is in another city about 50 miles away. He goes to the main campus for midterms, finals, and certain classes that the local campus can not handle. He is currently pursuing a master's degree.
Virg also told me she has a sexual secret. She gets turned on by bisexual men. She doesn't tell every man she dates about this, just the ones she has learned to trust.
I admitted to her that I sometimes wonder what having sex with a guy would be like. I had been thinking about that more and more over the last few days. Virg asked if I had decided to try it. I said I was leaning strongly that way, but unsure how to go about it.
"Ah! You are in luck again! I know a young, bisexual man, and he's going to be at my apartment tonight. He's going to bring supper. I'll tell him to bring extra, okay?"
I agreed, without thinking to ask for details about him. All I knew beforehand was that he was young and bisexual. Probably good looking, one of Virg's previous lovers that she developed some attachment for, because of his bisexuality. Beyond that, I really couldn't speculate too much about him.
Later that afternoon, at Virg's place, she started undressing as soon as she stepped inside. She said she goes nude at home as much as she can. Of course, I joined her.
She gave me a quick tour of her apartment. Typical female touches, except for the second bedroom. It had a masculine feel, somehow.
In the living room, she had quite an array of pictures. Most were of her from high school cheer dance squad, dance school lessons and competitions, and a couple community theater musical productions. She definitely had a dancer's build back then. She also had one arrangement of 3 family pictures. One of her and Ed in the middle, with two young men on either side. Cody was on the left, and Roy was on the right.
Half an hour after we arrived, someone knocked on the door. Virg went to answer as if her nudity was no big deal. Behind a stack of chicken boxes stood Roy! I recognized him from his picture.
Roy undressed in front of us, just as causally as Virg did before me earlier. Eating chicken in the nude with a woman and her son blew my mind! He was the bisexual young man she was going to introduce me to!
While we ate, Roy explained how he became bisexual. During his undergrad days at college, he often needed to earn extra money. He heard some guys would do porn. The idea appealed to him, but he had reservations. When he finally looked into it, the only porn work available at the time was "gay for pay." He never thought about that before, but he thought he might as well try it to see what it was like.
He was given a motel room to report to. He was to knock on the door and say he was there for the video, and follow their instructions.
Cameras, lights, and sound were already set up. He was the first performer to show up. They had him sit up on the bed and look through a gay magazine while waiting for the other guy. When he did show, he looked through the magazine while the director got their names, ages, and a review of their sexual experiences. Roy admitted he was turned on by the magazine, and the other guy.
The director had them kiss for a long time, then undress each other before kissing some more. Then they sucked each other's cocks. Roy said he found nothing objectionable about any of that. The other guy was the same way. Then the director asked who would be willing to be fucked in the ass. The other guy spoke up first, so Roy got to fuck his first man ass on video. He did it the same as fucking a girl. After Roy came in his partner's ass, they showered together we're Roy finished sucking off the other guy for the camera. Then they got dressed, got paid, and left. Just as Roy was getting into his car, he noticed another young man knocking on the same door.
Roy did two more videos like that, each with a different guy. By the time he did the third one, he was already having sex with other guys in his dorm.
His story had me primed for mansex. I knew that I wanted to experience what Roy had. Not only that, I wanted to experience Roy. I wanted his cock in my mouth and my ass! I wanted to taste him!
When we finished cleaning up after eating, it was time to clean ourselves before sex. Virg went first, then Roy, then me.
When I came back from the bathroom, I was greeted by the sight of Roy lapping up his mother's pussy! I couldn't blame him, for I too had tasted that delicious twat! But my desire to taste him was too strong to just stand there and watch. So, I got on my knees behind him, and pressed my face into his man ass, and began liking away. So, my first bisexual experience was also my first encounter with incest.