A consensual adult incest fantasy by Edward Raymond Oliver Scott, a.k.a. Eroscott and E. R. O. Scott. If you don't like long, full stories, give this a pass and read someone else. This one is over 82,000 words long.
Two women, one mature, one young have, coincidentally masturbated with very large cucumbers. They each find a man, a close loved one, who has a cock to rival any cucumber they have ever masturbated with and the fun begins.
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Chapter 1.
Noah Donovan was spending a boring Friday night at home with his mother. He had done this plenty of times before he met Sophie; then, for several months, Friday nights had been fun, magical even. Now, however, they had broken up. It had happened the previous Wednesday and he just knew she was spreading the word to her friends. They would tell their boyfriends and, if he'd gone out, he would have faced a lot of humiliating jokes. Better to be sitting here on the couch with his mom watching a movie. Maybe by the time he got to school Monday morning it wouldn't be too bad. He hoped.
Noah's mother, Lorraine, but known to everyone as Lori, was sitting on the other end of the couch. She had her smart phone out and was exchanging text messages with her sister. They had grown up in rural Missouri where Connie still lived. Lori had married her husband, Gary, immediately upon graduating from college and now lived in River City, California.
Lori's husband was away on another overseas business trip. He was an expert on commercial printing machines and had been sent to Singapore again. He wouldn't be back before the following Friday.
That was okay with Lori. She loved her husband; he was a good man, a loving and caring man, and he was a damned good provider. They could live comfortably on his salary alone, but Lori hadn't been cut out to be the cooking, baking, decorating little housewife. She was the vice president in charge of operations at a local credit union. But with Gary gone, she could indulge in her favorite sexual pastime: masturbating with cucumbers. And these weren't just any old cucumbers. Lori picked out the longest and thickest ones she could find in the fresh produce section of the supermarket where she shopped.
As much as Lori loved her husband, and she did love him dearly, his dick was only 5-1/2 inches long when fully erect and it wasn't particularly thick either. She could and did have pleasurable sex with Gary and he didn't have a problem going down on her. If fact he loved to lick and suck on her pussy and make her come before he fucked her.
Early in their marriage she'd suggested anal sex, thinking that his cock would feel pretty good in her back passage. He had rejected that idea out of hand. To him, anal sex was disgusting. So, while masturbating one time while Gary was gone on a business trip, Lori had selected an anal sex video on the Internet. What she saw amazed her. A petite blonde teen taking a really big cock up her ass, deep, and it looked convincingly like she was actually enjoying it. Later, Lori found other videos of the same woman and in them she was anally masturbating with really big dildos.
That convinced Lori to try it out with her big cucumbers. At first she used her fingers and a smaller cucumber, but finally, after a lot of practice and well-lubed probing, she'd managed to fuck her ass with one of her big cucumbers... and had an intense, squirting orgasm. After that, she was hooked. Anal masturbation, after a small enema or two, was part of her masturbation practices. Not every time, just when she got a special feeling for it. Also, she would sometimes go to a spa in town to get a colon cleansing, then come home and give herself several large enemas to thoroughly clean her colon and rectum. Then she would do ass-to-mouth with the cucumber, like she'd seen in some of the anal sex videos that she watched... only there it had been a real cock going from the woman's ass to her mouth.
Lori didn't own any dildos now. That was why she used cucumbers. Early in their relationship Lori had shown Gary her dildo collection. It had shocked him and their fledgling romance had nearly crashed. But Gary had so many other good aspects to him, compared to most men she'd dated, that Lori worked hard to repair the damage. She got rid of her dildos and nothing was ever said about it again.
For all reasons except in the marital bed, Lori didn't regret marrying Gary, but she did enjoy the times when he was away on business, be it overnight or, like now, for a week. Then she would be sure to stop at the supermarket and pick up one or two of the biggest cucumbers they were selling. When Gary got home the cucumbers would either have been washed and eaten, or ready to go in a salad, or sliced and soaking in a vinegar, sugar, and spice marinade. It was hard, sometimes, to keep a straight face when her husband and son were eating the cucumber that she had recently fucked her pussy with, or even her ass, bringing herself to several orgasms.
While Noah's mother was texting—neither one of them were paying much attention to the spy thriller movie on the big flat screen TV—he had his tablet held so his mother couldn't see its screen and was checking out a couple of his favorite porn sites. Of course, he had to have the sound off and he was ever ready to click out of whatever he was watching in case his mother was curious or got up and moved in his direction.
Doing this with his mother on the other end of the couch was daring and exciting to him and he had a partial hard-on... not that he thought of his mother in an overtly sexual way. He knew she was an attractive woman and looked really good in a bikini, but she was, after all, his mother. Now if she hadn't been his mother... but then they wouldn't be sitting here on the couch together on a Friday night.
Like most teenaged boys, his hormones were raging. He masturbated every chance he could when he was sure he wouldn't get caught. He had just turned 18 years old and hadn't gotten laid yet. He wanted to in the worst way, of course, but he'd always been shy around girls and tended to be a loner on top of that. Another part of his problem was that in the boys' showers in the school gym Noah had gotten the nickname of Donkey Dick because his flaccid penis was much longer than the other boys. It made him self conscious and unsure of himself.
Noah had never had a girlfriend until he met Sophie. She'd been somewhat of a loner, also. But that was mainly due to the fact that she had been a late bloomer—kind of skinny, kind of geeky looking with glasses. Now, two years after they'd started dating, she'd blossomed into quite an attractive young woman. Her body had filled out nicely and her parents had gotten her contact lenses to wear. Other boys started taking notice of her and a couple of the girls from the snootier cliques started talking to her. Well, she was a straight A student, after all.
Like all teens, Noah and Sophie made out—kissing, caressing, exploring, but not going too far. Noah had come home from a date with Sophie more than once with his balls aching and needing to jerk off as soon as he got to his room. But they'd never gone beyond making out, mainly because Sophie wasn't sure if she wanted to take the next step and partly because of her religious beliefs. Then, last Wednesday Noah thought the time had come. That was two days ago.
Sophie's parents had gone out for their anniversary dinner. Her brother was in the Army and her sister was out of state in college. They had her parents' house to themselves for at least three or four hours.
However, when she saw the size of his hard cock, Sophie had freaked out. His cock was 10 inches long when fully erect and 7 1/4 inches in circumference. Sophie was a virgin, too, and once she saw the size of Noah's cock she wouldn't let him near her.
Noah tried to talk her into jacking him off or sucking him off, saying he would go down on her.
"What for?" had been Sophie's sharp reply. "I'm never going to fuck that monster!"
Noah had gotten angry, mostly out of frustration, and said some things he really hadn't meant. But once out of the mouth, words you later wish you hadn't said are impossible to take back. Sophie had kicked him out of the house and told him they were through.
So now, here he was, sitting at home with his mother on a Friday night. Noah sighed.
"What?" Lori asked her son. She had stopped texting her sister and was now paying attention to the movie.
"What?" Noah asked, puzzled.
Lori looked over at her son. "You just sighed a big sigh. And you're home on a Friday night. Although, it's nice to have you here, dear," Lori added. "And you seem, well, kind of sad. So I asked what. As in, what's the problem son?"
"Oh, it's nothing, Mom, really."
"Well I think it's more than nothing, Noah. I'm your mother. You can talk to me about your problems. So why don't you stop looking at porn and tell me."
