Sam And Simons Mum Pt 02

This is another story in the Sam and Simon series. It could have gone in the Incest section but more properly belongs in Nonconsent. I welcome voting and comments and will answer any emails. Any feed back is helpful, and your ideas will help me.

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Sam is 68 years old and lives next door to 45 year old Mary and her son Simon who is 19. Mary is friends with Sam's wife Katey and they are both nurses up town in one of the big London teaching hospitals. It is late September and Sam's wife is away up country visiting her sister. Sam and Simon have become very good friends and as Sam is very fond of the boy and Mary, he liked to help out whenever he can. Simon's father had taken off when the lad was 2 so Sam felt as he was a stand in 'Dad'.

Sam suggested they take a run out in the country in the camper van and take in a pub lunch, Mary who didn't have much spare cash agreed readily as she knew that Sam would pay. So the threesome clattered out in the VW through Westerham and visited a view point at Toys Hill before finding a roadside pub on the A25.

They found a long table under the window and sat in a row with Mary in the middle in the sunshine. The boys had steaks but Mary chose salmon, Sam was careful to order a chilled bottle of white German wine and they chatted happily as they ate. Sam only had 2 small glasses but topped up Mary's glass often and Simon also held back. Mary got more voluble as she chatted away about the hospital and a nice pink glow rose in her cheeks, Sam patted her hand a few times and then suggested a last drink before dessert. Sam and Simon had a small straight port but Mary had a port and lemon and Sam managed to sign to the waiter to make it a large one.

As they chatted and ate their desserts Sam reached under the table and stroked Mary's thigh she immediately took his hand away but he managed to do it twice more time before they left. Sam hurried them back to the bus and away up the hill.

Simon was up front with Sam but Mary was on the bench seat behind. After a bit she piped up 'Sam, I need a pee now!'

'There's nowhere to stop, you should have gone in the pub!'

'I know but you wouldn't stop, I really do need to go, I'm going to wet myself soon!'

'I know a car park, okay? I'll stop somewhere hidden, you'll be alright.'

So Sam turned off and found a Forestry Commission car park and drove across to the far side and parked by a tall hedge.

Mary muttered 'You bastard!' but hurried round to the off side below his window, Ripping down her pants and holding up her dress she squatted and ejected a stream of pungent urine, three long spurts and a last feeble one, pulling up her clothes she ran back to where Sam was holding open the sliding door.

He handed her up with a firm hand between her legs and followed her in with Simon just behind. 'No wait! Stop!' but Sam pushed her onto the bench seat. Both upright he roughly pushed between her legs, 'Stop, I'm not ready for this!' as Sam held her legs up high and ripped off the black knickers under her long dress. 'Wait! Please don't! Stop!'

But Sam would have none of it, he'd seen her black bush now and he wanted it all. 'Come on love, just a little go!' While lunging over her as her legs were up on his shoulders his purple headed shaft touched her open sex. 'Shush, shush, it won't take long.' With that he forced him self inside.

'Uh, you fuck! Stop now!' But Sam wouldn't and settled down into a strong trusting rhythm. 'Jesus, you're hurting me!' But she grabbed his shirt front and held on. 'You dirty fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Sam trust hard now and the van bounced on it's springs. Sam felt her vagina clench a couple of times and he bent down to kiss her and felt her tongue respond in kind. 'You dirty fuck, you're fucking me!' Sam had to agree as he felt his balls contract and the huge trusts began as he spurted his mess up into her vulva. He collapsed on top of her painting as his sweat ran into hers.

Both of them had forgotten Simon who had been stroking his little cock on the adjacent seat behind. As Sam rolled off she caught sight of her son's slender penis and in shock shouted out, 'No Simon, No, I'm your Mum!'

But before she could get her legs together he was on her, 'Please Mummy! Please! I need this!'

'No! No! You fuck! No!' as she felt his little cock stab into her wet twat. He was beyond thought and trust violently.

'Oh Mummy! Oh Mummy! I'm up your cunt! At that moment Sam leaned in and pushed a index finger up into her bottom.

'Oh you dirty little bastard, you're fucking me!' but she held him tight as he erupted up into her, and left his packet of semen with Sam's. He then went limp and collapsed backwards onto the van floor. Sam pulled him aside and squatting held her legs up and open and dived down to her angry red vulva.

He lapped and lapped as she held his head hard, 'You fucks, you dirty fucks!' as Sam licked harder just as a huge gobbet of spunk ran from her and down his throat. He kept up the lapping and found her aroused red clit. 'Oh god! Oh god! You FUCKERS!' as a shuddering climax racked her. Then she too went limp as Sam and Simon both climbed up beside her. She was trembling and panting but clung onto both men.

'Oh Mummy, I'm so sorry, I couldn't stop!' But his Mum put her finger over his lips, and no more was said. All three just stayed there as their heart beats returned to near normal. Sam looked down and noticed a small puddle of semen pooling beneath Mary and he retrieved her panties from the floor so she could mop up the mess.

Simon began again 'Oh please forgive me!'

But she pulled him over to her chest and pulling her shirt and bra up and pulled him onto a engorged nipple, he put his hand up and sucked rhythmically. 'Shush, no more talking now.' and she stroked his hair as he suckled like a baby.

Later as the shadows lengthened and the sun went down they stirred, brushing down their clothing. Mary elected to leave the soiled knickers off as they were too messy to wear back home.

'I need to pee again,' and crouching down she did just that as both man and boy looked on. It seemed so normal now.

Sam starting the engine and drove carefully home, Simon joined his Mum in the back but they just sat quietly together, nothing further was said.

Reaching home, Sam made to turn away to his front door, but Mary caught his arm. 'Last week, after the leaving do, that was you wasn't it?' Sam nodded, 'I thought so, you're thicker than him,' and they parted company and rejoined their lives.