Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex.
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Jack was lost in a wave of hormone driven thoughts as he opened the door to his house. He'd been sitting next to Sara Ponce during the bus ride back from school. It was clear, from the delightful jiggles her breasts were making, that Sara was not wearing a bra. Lost in thought, Jack neglected to call out that he was home and he only surfaced from his daydreams when he heard voices coming from the living room.
"Mother, I am a grown woman and should have control over my money!"
"Nancy, you may be a grown woman but you are too easily influenced. Remember two years ago when you wanted to give that awful man $10,000? It was only luck that I managed to stop the transfer."
"That was just one time! I am older now. I am 32 years old!"
"You may be 32 but you are way too easily controlled by stronger people. With your father gone, I must be the one to watch over you until someone can be found to take over. You need a strong person to keep you in line."
Jack listened to this exchange with great interest. He knew his mother had had him when she was just 18 but that was all he really knew. His grandmother, Ruth, had told him his father died in the same car accident that took his grandfather just before he was born. Realizing that they probably didn't want him to hear what was said, he quietly made his way back to door, opened it and yelled out "I'm home!"
He then walked into the living room and saw his mother standing before his grandmother, her head down while his grandmother looked at her sternly.
"Hi, Grandmother. I didn't realize you were coming over today"
"Oh, I was in town on business and decided to drop in."
Jack's grandmother was striking looking woman in her late forties with a no nonsense air about her. This was in direct contrast to his mother, while as good looking as her mother, his mother had a demure, rather shy personality. Jack loved his mother and she doted on him. He loved his grandmother, but with her, it was more a meeting of equals than a typical grandmother/grandson relationship.
"Well, I must be going. Come, Jack, and give me a hug."
His mother almost seemed to shake herself when her mother left.
"It is time for me to make dinner. Why don't you come in the kitchen with me and do your homework? I'll make you a snack to tide you over till dinner time."
Jack followed his mother into the kitchen and sat down to do his homework. He could not help glancing over at his mother as she chopped vegetables for the stew she was making. His mother had a bubble butt that, like Sara' breasts, jiggled delightfully. Jack felt his cock begin to rise as he watched the delightful display. He longed to slide his cock between those jiggling mounds. He knew this was wrong but there was something about his mother that aroused him more than any of the girls at his school.
Nancy was aware of her son's appreciative gaze but just assumed it was the result of his hyperactive hormones. It pleased her to know her son liked what he saw. While she did not dress provocatively around him, she did dress in a way that she knew would please him. He was after all, a man and the center of her world. Nancy did not have to work as her family was quite well off, so pleasing the man in her life gave her life purpose. She might have dressed differently if she knew the extent of her son's infatuation with her body.
Nancy knew she was not beautiful but she did have a nice trim body, which made her bubble butt stand out so much more. She stood 5 foot 3 and weighed 111 pounds. She'd always tried to keep in shape but was not really into exercise, preferring to maintain her weight with sensible eating. Of course, Jack, being a teenaged boy ate like a horse and so she kept high calorie snack food around for him. He was on the swim team at school, so needed the calories. He'd had a growth spurt last year and now stood 5 foot 8.
Nancy had been homeschooled all her life, so was somewhat innocent when it came to men and boys. Her only real experience with men had been her father. He had been a strict man and he trained her to always defer to a man. He also taught her how to please a man. In fact, he was Jack's father. He had started training her the day after her 18
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birthday, showing her how to give blow jobs. Within six months, she could easily deep throat him. He started fucking her a couple of months after her birthday. Her mother was quite aware of all this and was often there coaching her on her technique. Her mother had also taught her how to please another woman. Nancy would often find herself in bed with both of them, her father fucking her as she licked her mother to an orgasm.
That all changed when her father died. By that time, she was pregnant with Jack. While her mother continued to use her occasionally, no other man was allowed to touch her. Her training shifted to learning how to cook and clean. She had grown up with servants in the house but her mother still insisted that she learn these things. Nancy never thought it odd that the staff was all young women and that they all wore minimal clothing that was designed to show off their bodies. It was just the way it was.