This is an ongoing story, for background you may want to read the first chapter. The story is fiction and involves incestuous relationships.
All characters are aged eighteen or older.
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Chapter 2
Carol Ann and her husband had been adventuresome in their love making. At least as far as they knew how to be. When they were first married both had been naïve, but men talk, as do women; both before and after marriage. It was from talking to others that they learned about sex. That's how it was in those days. John had always heard about women sucking men's cocks, but he couldn't conceive of the woman he loved doing such a thing. He felt he would be using her for his own carnal pleasures if he asked her to suck him without being able to do something for her in return. It was only after he had heard of men eating a woman's pussy that he realized that both could be satisfied that way.
John, once he learned about eating pussy, became fascinated by the thought of doing so. It was in the early years of their marriage; Jack was not born yet. He loved Carol Ann and wanted to please her in any way he could. It was always a pleasure for him when she would climax.
Carol Ann heard things too. Like the stories young boys told, the tales she heard may, or may not, have been true. As a young girl her closest friend had been Trudy. There were other girls too that Carol Ann still saw at church or at social events. The stories then had a romantic theme. As the women matured and married their confidences became more like 'how to' sessions. Those sessions weren't as common as men's; nor as crude. They were usually quite intimate sharings between two, or maybe three, women friends.
So it was that when John kissed his way down Carol Ann's body one night, after their weekly bath, that she did not object. She sensed what was about to happen. She opened her thighs to him and caressed his head as he ate her pussy and drank her juices. She came beautifully from his licking and sucking and knew she would want more.
He turned so that they were face to sex. She turned her head to see his hard cock before her eyes. She knew what he wanted, but was hesitant, more because of inexperience than reluctance. It was when an intense orgasm tore through her body that her lips parted and slid over his throbbing hardness.
It became almost a ritual with them; oral sex on bath nights. Other times too, but especially then. Both looked forward to it. It was on such a night, filled with orgasmic joy, that Jack was conceived.
She had passed her experience on to her friend Trudy, but no one else.
Now it was time to teach Jack. To show him the joy of mutually licking and sucking. The question was how to go about it.
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After lunch Carol Ann had dipped hot water into a wash basin and they had washed the sweat from their bodies. Their private parts too. Carol Ann had lovingly washed Jack's cock then her own pussy. She had wiped his cum and her juices where they had spread through her bush and upper thighs. Her panties had contained most of it, they were soaked. Naked, they went to the bedroom together.
The windows were open to a pleasant fall day. They held each other and kissed with kisses that became hotter each time their lips met.
"There is more, Jack. Much more to loving. Do you want to learn?"
Jack too had heard talk among adolescent boys and young men. Probably not as much as his father had, though. Jack had to quit school when the hard times came. He didn't get to associate with boys his age much after that. He had only vague ideas of what 'more, much more' might mean. For his mother, however, he would learn. She was his love, he would do anything for her.
"I'll show you something I used to do for your father," She told him. Her voice was husky with desire. "And something he used to do for me."
She fondled his hard cock as she slid down along his body. She wet her lips with a sense of anticipation as they parted to take his throbbing cock into her wet mouth.
She let her tongue slide over, and around his glans. She pressed her lips around the hard shaft and her tongue worked its magic. Her head bobbed as she showed him how she would give him a blow job.
Carol Ann would have loved to suck him until he came. Her aim, however was to teach him. To initiate him into the wonderful world of oral sex. She lifted her head from his cock. She slid back along his body until they were face to face again; until their lips were locked in a mindless wet kiss.
"Your father would do the same for me," she told him. "I enjoyed it very much."
The thought that his mother would enjoy his eating her pussy was enough to break down any adverse thoughts Jack might have had about going down on her. In fact he didn't have any thoughts at all about it. He had only ever heard brief mention about such things. So when his mother gently urged him toward her spread thighs he went willingly. With a little uncertainty about what he was to do, but willing to please her.
He contemplated her pussy. He had not looked at it before. Yes, he had seen her naked, but had never gazed directly at her. Her scents invaded his senses, the musk of her arousal. He found it exciting and erotic, his body responded with an overall sense of desire. Shivers ran through him. Blood pounded in his already rock hard dick.
"Kiss me there," he heard her say in sultry tones.
He let his lips touch the lips of his mother's cunt. He tasted the juices that flowed from her, like nectar they were. Instinctively his tongue licked at the savory essences.
Her hand caressed his head showing her love, her pleasure. She needed to instruct him. The basics now, the finer points could come in time.
"Use your tongue," he heard her say. "Push your tongue into me. Just like you do with your finger."
He had learned how to arouse her by fondling her pussy; how his fingers could make her juices flow. He let his tongue slide between the lips of her pussy. A thrill ran up his spine when he heard her pleased gasp.
It was at that moment that Jack discovered a truth about himself. He liked what he was doing, More than liked, he relished it. He pushed his face into the hot, wet folds of his mother's pussy and his tongue lapped at the succulent inner lips. Amateurishly perhaps, but enthusiastically.
His enthusiasm brought her quickly to an intense orgasm. She clutched him, with her hands in his hair, her thighs clasping his head, her heels pressing on his back.
He licked and sucked at her savory pussy. He rubbed his face in her juices. It was as if he was in heaven as she responded to him.
She gently pushed him away. There would be more, much more, later. She brought his face to hers for a kiss. Her tongue probed, his responded, she tasted herself. She tasted traces of the cum he had left in her that morning.
She showed him how they could please each other, how to sixty-nine. He came in her mouth as they licked and sucked and ate each other. She had cum and cum yet again when she felt him ready to pour his cum into her eager mouth.
They kissed hungrily afterward tasting each other's juices, their cum. There was more that day. She taught him how to suck her clit. She sat on his face and rubbed her juices over him. She taught him how to fuck her face. She let him see his cum in her open mouth. He watched, entranced, as she rolled the creamy goodness around her mouth with her tongue. It was an erotic sight to him and aroused him even more.
She sat in a chair as he knelt between her thighs and buried his face in her hot, wet cunt; as her juices flowed onto his face and ran down his chin onto his bare chest.
He sat in the chair while she knelt and sucked his rock hard cock. She kissed him with her mouth full of cum and let it slide into his willing mouth.
At last replete, they held each other and drifted into a restful sleep.
They woke elated, both of them. It was as if they had made a great discovery.
They hardly fucked over the next few days. They practiced eating and sucking each other, learning what the other liked. Carol Ann let her fingers play in the crack of Jack's ass. He found it delightful and tried the same with her. She already knew she liked it. That was why she showed him. She taught him more. How to find a little spot inside her pussy that would send her to heaven when he touched it.
The chores got done, but not much else. Carol Ann, when she dressed at all. Wore only a dress over her bare body, or maybe a slip. Jack seemed to like her in a slip. Sometimes, often in fact, she would feel her juices seeping from her pussy to run onto her thighs. Jack had an almost constant hard on, except for those times just after his mother had sucked him to an orgasm.
She put on her only pair of silk stockings with her only garter belt along with the heels she wore to church. They showed off her legs and butt. She displayed herself to him turning to give him an all-around view. The bare cheeks of her ass were enticing. The wild tangle of her bush was framed deliciously by the garter straps. Jack needed to go down on her. He had no choice. His body was tingling with lust as she sat on the side of the bed and opened her thighs to him. He buried his face in the hot folds of his mother's pussy. Her hands pressed his head into her heat. Her thighs clasped him firmly. As he ate her she rubbed the silk encased thighs against the flesh of his face, his shoulders, his back. Her heels kicked at his spine as she came with cries of "Don't stop." He found, in the feel of the silk against his flesh another wonderful sensation. One he knew he would want more of, much more.
Friday came. They bathed together that evening. They ate each other afterwards. They would be going to town the next day. Carol Ann resolved to buy a couple more pairs of silk stockings. She would see if she could find a garter belt too. The one she had was quite plain. She was excited by the effect the belt and hosiery had on Jack. She wanted more of it. Not just for Jack, for herself too.
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The next day they ran into Trudy at one of the stores. She had come to town to get a roast from the freezer plant and do her shopping. Trudy and Carol Ann chatted like the old friends they were. Both said they should get together more often now that times were a little better.
