The Usual Disclaimer: This is a work of fantasy. All characters featured in sexual situations are over 18. The characters in these stories are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living, dead or undead is purely coincidental. Do not try this at home.
Author's Note: I appreciate all of the feedback that these Josh Thompson stories have received. Just so you know, both series have been entirely shaped by that reader feedback. I had not planned to include actual incest at all—if you want to see what this would have looked like, go back and read 'Spinal Meningitis' Chapter 5. Josh would have had ongoing erotic dreams including his mother and sister, and they would have occasionally teased him with little flashes. After I put that chapter and 'This is Out of Control' online, the overwhelming feedback was that you guys wanted to see him in bed with his mom and sister. When I wrapped up that first series, I asked for reader feedback for the direction this series should take.
A few of you have voiced displeasure with the way that Josh has devolved as a character. He is sleeping with a bunch of teachers, his principal, the school nurse, he has gotten into this twisted relationship with his parents, and he isn't dealing with his insecurities. I'm sorry that you feel that way, but this is what people asked for.
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I enjoyed an hour with Lisa and my mother. It was intense and messy. My mother received a phone call from one of her real estate clients and she apologized while she hurriedly dressed. This was clearly a potentially important deal for her, and Lisa and I both understood. I began stripping the sweat-soaked bed linens from my parents' bed, and Lisa helped without being asked. We talked about her day at school while we took the funky-smelling sheets and blanket to the washer.
So satiated were we that our nakedness was only a mild distraction. After we had gotten the laundry going, we shared a shower. We were just wiped out after the intensity of our earlier exertions. We napped together for an hour, and then Lisa dressed and went back to her place. She had a lot of papers to grade, and had really taken more time with me than she should have.
I finally made that long-postponed call to Brenda Cahill. Ten minutes later, she was at the house. Two minutes later, she was in my bed, groaning happily as I pounded her insatiable pussy. She was very vocal all three times she came. It had been far too long for her to go without. A text from my mother let me know that she was on her way, and I showed it to Brenda. She shuddered as I slid my dick into her ass to the hilt and held it there.
"I promise, I will make sure I come to your place and give you a more thorough fucking next time," I murmured.
"You'd better," she growled back. Then she cried out as I resumed pistoning in and out of her eager bottom. I did my best to make up for lost time with her, pounding her as hard as I could. As much as I have been working out, that was pretty fucking hard. She absolutely loved it.
She narrowly missed my mother as she left. Her car turned out of sight just before my mom's car turned onto the street from the opposite end. We took the bed linens from the dryer and made my parents' bed. I gave her a nice, relaxing massage and let her nap.
I had not seen Trina, and I really needed to talk with her, privately, about what I had seen the other morning. I drove the jeep over to her house after calling to let her know I was on the way. She looked concerned, but relieved as she welcomed me into her house.
"Are you okay?" she asked after I was inside.
I nodded. "I would have gone to school today, if my mom would have let me. Did you know your mom came over to visit me this morning?"
"She told me she might do that," Trina said.
"Trina..." I trailed off as I thought about how to broach the topic. Finally I just blurted it out. "I showed up early the other morning. I saw you going down on your mom. It's been killing me. How long has that been going on?"
She was pale and her mouth worked without forming words. I hugged her to me fiercely, hoping that would relax her, but she pushed me away. She was clearly embarrassed and did not want to talk about it. I sighed, hoping I wasn't just making it worse.
"Trina, I had sex with your mother. This morning, when she came over to visit, she apologized. My mother insisted that your mom was overdressed to apologize properly. By the time I got into the bedroom, my mom had your mom naked, and she fed my dick into your mother's tight asshole."
"What?"
Trina cried out. She looked at my face in disbelief.
"It's true," I said softly. "Then my mother told your mother that if she had come over a few minutes earlier..." I made sure I was looking right into her eyes before I went on, "she would have got to watch me fuck my own mother in her ass. That was also true."
Trina slumped onto the couch. She was still staring at me as though she didn't believe what I was saying.
"When I saw the two of you together," I went on, "it had me all kinds of turned on. I just couldn't figure out what to say about it. Then, you actually helped me have sex with her. We were constantly busy after that, and I never got the chance to say anything or even figure out what to say. So, I am sorry I didn't have a clever way of working up to it. I just wanted you to know that I saw you, and that I completely understand."
After I got all that out, I sat next to her on the couch. We were both quiet for a while. "You really did that?" she finally asked in a near-whisper. "You fucked my mom in the ass?" I nodded, unsure what else to say.
"She always wanted to try that," Trina said. "How was it?'
"For me?" I asked. "It was awesome. Your mother has a gorgeous, tight little butt. I made sure to go slowly until she was ready. She came really hard. You'll have to ask her if I hurt her, though. She didn't want to talk about it with me."
Trina climbed into my lap then, and her eyes blazed. "You haven't even kissed me since you got here, Josh."
I quickly remedied that oversight, and we were kissing passionately on the living room couch. She unbuttoned her blouse and encouraged me to kiss her breasts. She unhooked the front of her bra, letting it drop out of the way so that her nipples could get the searing kisses they needed. She stood and pulled me to my feet, dragging me into her bedroom before she shed her blouse, bra, shorts and panties. She lay back on her bed and spread her legs, showing me how wet her pussy was.
"You have me so fucking turned on," she growled. "My pussy needs kisses now."
