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    Surprise bed fellows

    The recession hit hard. Like so many, I lost my job. Lost my self esteem as the only money coming in was my wife's tips from waiting tables, even my son was contributing some of his check from his job at Macdonalds to help keep the house over our heads. Instead of helping out around the house, I tended to open a bottle in the morning, and see the bottom by nightfall, sleeping on the sofa most nights because I didn't feel man enough to sleep in the same bed with my wife.

    Then one night, I woke to find the lights all off, a blanket draped over me. I had to pee, so I got up, and slowly walked to the toilet. It was dark, but I didn't need to be able to see. I was standing there, trying to get the snake to start, when I heard a noise behind me. The door to the master bedroom opened, then I heard footsteps going to my son's room, and his door open and close. Still fairly wasted, i shook my head, emptied and shook the snake, and then decided to go to my real bed for the night.

    Climbing in quietly next to Shona, I noticed that the bed was a little warm, and a little damp... but then the alcohol took over and I passed out.

    The next morning I woke to an unusual sensation; a warm moist mouth on my cock. Opening my eyes, I saw my wife's smiling cock filled face. She slipped her mouth off briefly and said, "Thank-you so much for last night, honey," and then resumed her duties, sucking my cock like she'd not done in many years. Full of surprises, before I could come, she slipped her mouth off, and straddled my body, kissing me deeply as she slide her wet pussy on my cock briefly, before slowly crawling up, up, til her pussy was above my face. This was something I used to love doing with her when we were younger, but she had not done for years.

    Seeing her excited wet pussy, I pressed my face up to meet her, tongue eager, as she pressed herself down...

    and in that instant, as my tongue slide into her, as she sat on my face and slowly started rubbing herself on me, last night hit me as I knew I was tasting cum in my wife's pussy, and it wasn't mine.

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    Oh yeah, another hot start! Love it!

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    Very nice start

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    My wife was oblivious to my initial reaction of revulsion realizing I was eating my own son's cum, as I rather wildly wiggled my face to try escape the hours-old musky fluid oozing from my wife's stale fucked pussy. Shona just moaned at the sensations I caused, and held my head with her hands as she rode my face. Next, my hungover brain remembered her words a moment ago - "thanks for last night". Could she have believed it was me fucking her, and not our son? What the hell was he thinking sneaking into my bed and fucking his mother in the first place!

    It wasn't until one of Shona's hands left my head, and reached back to grasp my hard cock, that it hit me - as shocked as I was at this situation, my cock was rock hard. What the hell?! My world at that point consisted of the taste of my horny wife combined with stale cum of son, the scent that mixture elicited, the knowledge my son had somehow fucked his mother without her knowing, and my wife's fingers stroking my hard leaking cock. An embarrassing mixture of humiliation.

    Unbeknownst to me at that moment, my son, who had woken from a lovely dream about his mother, and a raging morning wood, was outside the door listening to our noises. He smiled to himself as he went for a shower.

    After my wife and son had gone to work, I thought more about what had happened. Surely I was wrong? Just too drunk, thinking that I'd heard him? Maybe Shona just hadn't showered and... it was a week or so til her period, when she tends to get quite juicy on her own...? The confusing part, was how hard I was thinking about all of this.

    That night, I played out like I was doing my new normal; finishing the bottle, passing out... it seemed to take forever for the house to become quiet. As I reclined in the chair waiting to see if anything was going it happen, again it was hard to concentrate on any noises within the house due to the stiffness in my pants, precum soaking the crotch. I waited, and waited, and heard nothing. Perhaps it all been my nasty imagination, I thought, as I sat there in the dark.

    I didn't know when sleep took me, but I woke some hours later, and decided that if my wife had for some reason reached out an olive branch, I should probably not spend the night on the sofa again, so I went to bed. There was my wife, asleep in our bed on her side. I climbed in quietly, trying not to wake her, when she whispered, "It's ok, I'm not angry. I just wasn't expecting it. Let's talk in the morning."

    I had no idea what she was talking about, nor what to say. Making a non committal grunt, I put an arm around her, which she snuggled into, and went to sleep in confusion.

    When I woke in the morning, again there was a mouth on my cock. Opening my eyes, my wife was cock smiley again. Once I was hard and wet, she climbed on me, straddling my cock, slowly sinking herself onto my shaft, making me moan in pleasure. After a moment however, she slipped back off, and turned around to 69 me. If yesterday wasn't just a dream... then... Am I really about to suck my son's cum out of my wife's cunt for a second time? She pressed her pussy to my face, and my tongue pushed into her, tasting her sweet amazing pussy juices - very enticing and smelling so sexy.... except... there was still a smell... a cum smell... but I wasn't tasting it... but I was smelling it...

    And then my wife raised her hips, tilting, angling them so my mouth wasn't just licking her pussy - it was right on her ass, and I knew where the cum smell was coming from. My wife's formerly virgin ass, that she'd never let me use before - taken by my son.

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    great start hope theres more too cumm

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    Great addition, this is hot stuff!!

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    As I lay there, starting to feel my son's dirty cum ooze out of my wife's ass, I wondered how he could have managed to do this without her knowing, as she clearly seemed to believe that it had been my cock taking her anal cherry last night, not our supposedly innocent son's. I was also trying to deal with the fact that - dirty cum was dripping in my mouth! Whilst this may have been a bit of a fantasy in the past, thanks to my little obsession with cum, I had never anticipated eating someone else's creampie, especially a family member. Do I just keep letting my wife moan and rub her defiled hole on my mouth, keeping quiet about this huge secret, or do I shove her off and tell her what happened?? What would she think if she knew her own son had not once, but twice - if not more! - fucked her in her own bed, whilst she thought it was me?

    Looking up, I could just make out Shona's face between her thighs, as she stared down at me, looking a little worried. Riding my face had always been something she felt "dirty" about doing - "Good girls don't do this!" she used to say. Any further decision making however was taken for me when her hand grabbed my cock and started to stroke.

    In an instant I knew just how hard my cock had become from this situation, how wet from my own precum, and knew that despite very little physical stimulation, I was already close to coming. Shona too knew me well, and eased off her ministrations, keeping me on edge as she coaxed my tongue to enter her gooey ass as she wiggled herself on my face. Cum and ass and cunt filled my sights and smells and tastes. Surely I couldn't keep this secret though? Fuck she felt so good! But our son... fucking his mom... even now - her ass! I didn't even notice my wife stopping stroking my cock as she realized I was about to cum. As my balls started to rise, a throaty moan emerging from my throat as my body started to erupt. Suddenly however I was left confused as my wife's formerly eager, sensual ministrations turned to a tight squeeze of finger and thumb, tightly holding my cock, just above my balls, her finger tight on my urethra, stopping the flow. My orgasm quickly subsided, whilst my cock still trembled and spasmed weakly, til her finger eased up and cum poured out of my cock head and down to her hand, but not in the usual amazing spurts and squirts of muscular contractions. My wife just killed my orgasm!

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    More hot stuff!

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    "What was that?!" I asked her in shock, mumbling into her messy holes, feeling rather frustrated as my cock pointlessly dribbled a little more without any pleasure.

    My wife's fingers suddenly went back to careful lusty strokes, but there was no point - the orgasm was gone, and not coming back again any time soon. "Sorry hon," my wife replied, sounding sincere. "My hand slipped."

    I watched as my wife slid off my body, gave me a little wave over her shoulder, and headed for the shower. I lay in bed naked and frustrated, as my brain tried to tell me something important, something about the fact that the shower had been running before my wife left the bedroom, about the fact that the shower door opened, and closed, with the water still running... but my brain was only thinking of an orgasm denied.

    Eventually I dragged myself out of bed, smearing my cum over my belly, knowing I was going to be in the shower shortly - possibly even with Shona if I hurried. Deciding on a nudie-run as I was just going to jump in the shower, I left the bedroom naked and headed to the bathroom. Just as I was about to open the door Mike walked out, just a towel around his waist, and I couldn't help but notice - sporting an erection. The shower was still running in the bathroom. As Mike passed me, he asked if I could help him with something in his room. When I said I was just going to have a shower, he was all the more eager that I help him. Feeling awkward with drying cum all over my stomach, my cock limp between my legs, but not abashed at my nudeness, especially as he didn't seem to be, I followed.

    As I walked into his bedroom I saw him standing with a foot on his desk chair, his towel failing miserably at hiding his own modesty. I hadn't really looked at him for many years - it was a long time since I last had to dry him after a shower - he had done a lot of growing. He pointed (with his hand) at some homework on his desk. Quadratic equations. I raised an eyebrow at him. "You know I haven't done these in like 20 years?" I asked him, expecting he just wanted a pointer or two. Instead he had a doozy of a question to answer, and asked if I could give him a hand. "Sure thing, mate," I told him as I sat at his desk.

    "I'll be right back, dad," Mike said to me as he walked, only a towel around his neck, out into the hall, and back to the bathroom. After a minute, it occurred to me that he hadn't returned. After 5 minutes, I was about to go looking when my wife came past the room. Seeing me, she walked in and gave me a big kiss. Funny, I thought. I know she'd sucked my cock a little a bit earlier... But... her mouth really tastes and smells like... Oh. Right.

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    This started off good and has only gotten better.

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    I felt like - I felt like I was still drunk, like I had been for months now - but I hadn't had a drink in days. The world was in a haze as I went through the motions, my once faithful wife heading off to work, my son going to school. There was no denying what had happened - what I'd tasted, where it had been. But even having tasted it with my own tongue, it just seemed impossible to comprehend that Shona would do that - knowingly, willingly - with our son. I mean, sure, when Mike went through puberty occasionally she mentioned finding her panties in his room, but that was just... boys being boys... Right? But this... This was so much more. And she had never mentioned fancying younger guys.

    How long had it been going on? How did it start? Why was my sweet Shona even giving him things she'd never given me??

    It was all so confusing. Did they know I knew? Was that the point of the display this morning, kissing me with a strong taste of semen, or was that just some disgusting game they were playing?

    I found myself sitting at my son's computer, going through his browser history. Looking for anything suspicious. The first thing I learned was, this boy does very little study, but a great deal of porn watching. And the majority of it was "M-I-L-F"... Mother I'd Like to Fuck. Then I saw amongst the images - a forum that Mike was regularly visiting. Stupid kid - considering how tech savvy he appeared - had his user name and password auto saved... "hot4mom"...

    Searching his posts, I found his earliest ones - him saying how hot other people's images were - images supposedly showing real mothers and sons. What shocked me was finding candid, unawares images of my wife posted by "hot4mom" in various states of undress, upskirt, even one fully nude albeit dark and out of focus. My son was a pervert! Sneaking pictures of his own mother, and posting them online! And the other perverts weren't trying to discourage him - they were telling him what to do next! "Offer to dry her back after a shower", one said. "Get a better camera", requested another. "Giver her a back rub", suggested "badmom82". "Pretend to accidentally brush against her tits!"... I tried to remember through the drunken stupor that was the months of unemployment - had I seen anything? Had I witnessed my son trying to get intimate with Shona, his mother? The real question however, was - why was my hand reaching under my robe as I sat there reading and looking at what my son had been doing to his unsuspecting mother?

    As I read on, his posts, and that of the other forum members, made it abundantly clear what had been going on. Whilst I'd drunk myself to sleep on the sofa for nights on end, Mike had taken his chance, seizing the opportunity to get close, to console my wife on her lonely nights. First just subtle little things, like helping with chores (and how women love a domestic man), but soon more closely, treating her like one would a date, opening doors, complimenting her clothing, her smile, even her perfume - which she hadn't worn for me in years. But even more intimate, he noted in his posts that she'd started wearing sexier clothes during the day, sexy lingerie too (and there were more upskirt, half-closed-door pics of Shona to show all his "friends" of his successful seduction), and in the evenings he noted she was starting to wear less, more revealing clothes; letting him see more of her body.

    Could it be that my own actions had pushed my wife into my son's arms?

    Every step of the way the crowd were loving it, encouraging him to be even bolder, telling him what else to try, how to ride home the advantages he was winning in turning his mom into more than just a mom. And whilst at first he went slowly, cautious of going too far, I read on as he gained confidence, until a number of months ago he deliberately let her see him masturbating using her panties. This in itself wasn't rare, it appeared - he often showed images of her panties - typically first an image of Shona wearing them, then the panties wrapped around his cock. But this time he did it with his door wide open after school, knowing she was due home, and - he noted - having given me $20 to go buy myself some more whiskey. I remembered that day even though the alcoholic haze. Now I knew it wasn't an act of a caring (albeit enabling) son... He had ulterior motives!

    With my hand now firmly stroking my cock as I sat at my son's computer, seeing dirty unseen images of my wife, sensing the nervous anticipation in my son's writing, I felt briefly like I was a teen again, embarking on my first sexual conquest. Except - it wasn't the case at all - this was my son and my wife, his mother.

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    Great storyline, really enjoying this!

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    Very well done. Well written. I can't wait to see where this goes.

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    ok i'm sitting here like u said nekid stroking trying not to cum! her panties smell so good. she shuld be home any minit. r u sure she wont get angry?

    Don't panic, just remember - you said she watched til you came last time, it's not like she was running away or telling you off. She wants to see you do it. She wants someone to look after her. Your useless dad isn't fucking her any more - you need to step up!

    alright. fuck i hear her car. gues its really hapning!

    The door is open fully, right? She'll be able to see you clearly?

    yep

    Good, remember the plan.

    shes close. im close to.

    Don't cum!

    i know i know. ok here goes.

    Tell us how it goes!

    As I reached that point, I felt just as anxious and curious as the person directing my son, waiting to find out - what did happen?? How far did it go?

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    Great story, each chapter is a hit!

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    Good little story ... Thanks for the share...
    Just the Rantings of a Horny Old man hpy!

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    Shockingly, at first, that appeared to be where the thread ended. I kept reading, but all I could find was people asking "What happened!", "Hey don't keep us in suspense!" "Did you bone your mom?!" But no more posts from my son.

    Then I found it... a whole new thread, titled, "My mom, my whore."

    Not only had my son managed to seduce my wife, his mother, into having sex with him - despite his lack of experience - thanks to years of porn, and a forum full of perverts, he had started training her to be his slut right from the first go. For every moment of pleasure, she had to beg. To sample his cock, she had to rub herself as he watched. To feel his hands on her, she had to spread herself wide. To accept his cock inside her pussy, she had to take his thumb in her ass. And by all accounts she had loved every second, no matter how degrading it sounded.

    As I read what he claimed had happened, like those who responded, I wondered if maybe, just maybe he was lying. Maybe my faithful wife had taken one look inside his room and then walked away. "Pics or it didn't happen", the forum members stated. So a few days later, he allayed any fears that his story was false, with pictures of his new slut opening her ass cheeks wide. Of her nipples covered in pegs. Of her mouth buried in his pubic hair. This was real, and it was because I had sought solace in a never ending bottle of bourbon. My wife was my son's slut.

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    Great chapter!

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    More a nibble than a chapter.... But hopefully there's more bites to come. Have to admit this wasn't the direction I was expecting! Damn characters leading the story away from me.

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    I know what that's like, I get started on one story, and the action takes me in a different direction that I had planned. Looking forward to the next chapter!

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    Shona's Day

    Sitting on the toilet at her work, pants around her feet, Shona furiously rubbed her clit, trying at the same time not to make too much noise. Her panties were soaked with both cum and her own sexual juices. She couldn't believe how horny she was even after Mike's shower fuck that morning, ended with him cumming in her mouth, followed by the pounding her co-worker Joe just gave her in the supply room.

    As soon as she had mentioned Joseph's flirting with her, Mike - Master - had told her she had to flirt back and see how far he would go. As it turned out - he went a long way - long and deep and very plentiful each time he filled her with his seed. Mike knew his mom's tubes were tied, so there was no risk of pregnancy, so she wasn't allowed to make him wear a condom. Instead she had to let him fill her whenever he wanted to, and then feel it seeping out of her married cunt for the rest of the day, now almost every day for 3 weeks, as she went about her work. The act of becoming the cum-dump for not only her son, but now her co-worker left her feeling surprisingly even hornier than ever.

    The day that she had arrived home to find Mike stroking himself changed her relationship with her son forever. He seemed so different in his manner, his confidence, not to mention showing such a dominant streak like she had never seen before. Her husband Nathan certainly had never shown such behavior, and until the moment her son's cock had entered her, Nathan's was the only cock she had ever known.

    At first, as she found herself in his room staring at his young horny teen body, she tried to extricate herself from the situation, but she hadn't had sex for such a long time, nor even felt any attention from her husband, and her son's touch simply felt electric on her skin. Seeing him naked, his erection looking huge between his legs, she felt guilty for the sensations flowing over her body and mind, but when he suddenly turned things on their head and made her beg, made her not just submit herself to him, but initiate the action, encourage him to use her, she found a side to herself that she never knew existed.

    Pulling her panties up, she gasped as the cooling cum pressed against her bare pussy lips. Straightening her clothes out as best she could, she opened the stall door, ignoring the stare from Beth from Sales, and washed her hands. She could smell the sex on her. So could Beth. So could everyone, all day long.

    When Shona arrived home, she wasn't sure what to expect. She remembered the butterflies she'd felt that morning kissing her husband, all but snowballing him with Master Mike's cum. Master had insisted she do that, just to give "little daddy" another taste, and something else to think about in case he still had any doubts. It made her feel like such a slut, such a pervert to let Nathan taste their son on her lips. As she stepped inside, she felt those butterflies again when she saw a box with a note sitting on top waiting for her. "Put this on and come upstairs, slut!", Master Mike had written. Looking inside the box, the butterflies intensified.

    In the Master bedroom, not to be confused with Mike's bedroom (though he now knew he had full control over all of the house's beds), Nathan was watching porn on his parent's bedroom tv. It was one of his favorites - the first time his mother had felt a cock enter her ass. He observed the fierce gaze of concentration that had been on his face at that moment, remembering all the advice to resist the urge to bury his cock straight into his mother's ass - instead telling her to fuck her ass on his cock, seeing the close up on her tight hole stretched around his cock head, with her face in the background, pushing back, taking more of him inside her freshly deflowered hole. Watching now, his cock was desperate to escape his pants as he watched the show, but for once he was not stroking as he enjoyed the footage - he was really only watching it for one reason.

    In the corner of the room, tied to a chair, Nathan also watched the footage. Just like Mike, he had heard the front door; knew his wife was downstairs, and coming their way any moment. He knew there was nothing he could do about anything now, as he watched his son getting an obvious boner whilst reliving the memories on the screen - doing something he himself had never done to his wife. Nathan was fully clothed, however his fly was open - his cock exposed. And it was hard.

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    Fantastic chapter! I especially like the change in the POV. A great storyline!

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    Well that took a turn. This is going to be an interesting ride.

 

 

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