Trying to make sense of the information overload abruptly dropped on him, David leapt off the couch and began pacing back and forth in the living room.
"Okay, so even though all these years you guys have made me believe that Dad, uh, I mean, Bob is my Dad...he's not? What the hell Mom? How could you guys do this to me?"
Well aware of her son' distress, Teri didn't want to burden him with more than she thought he could handle at the moment. But due to the timing, she felt it was best to tell him everything, so they wouldn't have to revisit it later when others might overhear what was being said.
"It's not that simple honey. It isn't even something your Dad, er, Bob really knows anything about."
"Huh, what exactly does that mean? Dad, uh, I mean Bob really knows what about?"
"It means I never told him I didn't think he's your real biological father."
With all the shocking things he was finding out that afternoon, David began not only pacing the floor in front of the couch, but meandering aimlessly around it as well.
"So, I've got to ask, what does Uncle Jim have to say about any of this? Please, tell me at least he thinks he could be my real dad, okay?"
"Just so you know, it was something we talked about the day I found out I was pregnant with you honey."
Hearing her short, but cloudy clarification, David suddenly felt an overriding anxiety concerning his conception. His fear revolved around believing his mother regretted her pregnancy.
"Jesus Christ Mom, it sounds like what you're trying to tell me you hadn't planned on me being born, so you were more or less stuck with having me."
Seeing what her son's worries were doing to him, Teri still under the influence of the Long Island Iced Teas immediately leapt off the couch, took him into her arms and forced him to stop his rambling right then and there.
"Now, you listen to me David, there's no goddamn way you were
ever
unwanted
. Once I found out how blessed I was to have your body inside of me, it was just about the happiest day of my life! So I don't want you spouting any more bullshit about me supposedly regretting having you! Do you understand me?"
Teri returned to trying to give him as much information in such a short amount of time as she could. But so far only sharing a few tidbits of what he'd found out up to that point, his mother knew she owed him a better explanation as to how he was conceived.
"Honey, I tried to tell you a little while ago that I wasn't a very good person. There's things you need to know, and when I tell you about what I did, I'm not going to sugarcoat anything. I think it's best if I just explain everything as candidly as I can. But with what else I have to tell you about me, I'm afraid you're not going to want to be around your Mom anymore."
As the two of them had returned to sitting on the couch, David couldn't help but see the alluring figure of his mother under the nightie she'd put on, but also the remorseful look on her face. Trying to deal with the massive boner inside his swimsuit, he encouraged her to continue telling her side of the story.
"Okay, that night when Jim came to my room, we ended up sleeping together. Thank God our parents weren't the wiser because we ended up fucking, uh, having sex till about three o'clock that morning. So, a few hours later before we got out of bed, your Uncle Jim...uh, Jim...we had sex again. And that time I didn't stop him from cumming inside me. I'm pretty sure that's when you were conceived. I even think I knew it then. But of course I couldn't have been sure."
With his mother's story only taking him to another level of arousal, David thought back to the week before, when he and Iris were in his bed at the hotel, and she had her legs tightly wrapped around his torso, begging him to not stop fucking her. And then brother and sister confessed their undying love for each other.
"Mom, ya gotta tell me, when you and...your brother were doing it in your room that night...did you feel like you were in love with him?"
As the two huddled closely on the couch, she gazed at David as he posed a question most women aren't ever asked, about going to bed with her own brother. But she knew he needed to know, and as she thought about it, she was searching for an answer that made sense to her too.
"Oh honey, I'm not sure if I can describe what was going through my mind right then. Those last few months had been just about the craziest times in my life. The feelings that I hadn't any way of explaining, even to myself, weren't going away. It was like I had this strange fire inside me to do...things...risqué things...that most girls, as far as I knew, wouldn't ever do."
Unable to take his eyes off his mother as she tried to tell him about the life she'd tried to keep secret, and his conception, David could tell that it wasn't the most comfortable thing for her.
"Mom, I just want you to know that whatever you tell me, I'm not going to think bad of you. Maybe if you knew more about Iris and me, things I haven't told you yet about what happened during our trip last week? Do you think that would help you to not feel so nervous about what you want to tell me?"
As Teri mulled his offer over in her mind, almost immediately a remnant of an earlier prurient version of herself sprang back to life. The intensely curious woman inside Teri couldn't wait to have all the prurient details of her children committing incest doled out to her.
Teri became convinced that whatever else David was going to tell her, would probably be rerun back in her mind, and she'd end up masturbating at the thought of her son and daughter wantonly fucking each other.
"Oh honey, maybe that would be okay. I mean it isn't like I don't know what the two of you did. But if it makes you feel better, then yeah, go on ahead and tell me what it was like fucking, uh, having sex with your sister."
Just to make sure both her and David would be relaxed as possible while swapping their erotically charged salacious accounts, Teri fixed another helping of the Long Island Iced Teas they'd been drinking that day.
As he went back over what had transpired the week before with his mother, giving her exact details of having his sister's lips wrapped around his cock, she felt the moistness growing between her legs. And with the alcohol having a greater effect, Teri hoped the horniness she couldn't hide any longer wouldn't dissuade David from sharing more of the vulgar details of their incestuous acts, so she just came right out and asked him...
"Mmmnn, so honey, tell me again how good it is to fuck your own sister. I mean, for me it had always been a turn on doing it with somebody that I wasn't supposed to."
Staring straight into his mother's eyes, David knew their out of the ordinary ribald conversation wasn't something that normally takes place between a mother and her son. And that knowledge was a catalyst that kept his erection from shrinking inside his swimsuit.
Because of the newfound freedom he had to tell his mother things he hadn't ever revealed to anyone, even his friend Sam, David wondered if it wasn't the alcohol that helped loosen his tongue as well.
"Oh God Mom...that first night when you saw me hiding in Iris' room...after I ate her pussy, and she sucked my cock, I wasn't sure how anybody else could understand the feeling of being with her like that. And I never thought of all people it would be you."
With his words only causing Teri to have immoral longings for David, hoping she could convince him to get up off the couch and continue their conversation in his bedroom, she choked out her reply...
"Oh baby, believe me, I try to be a good mother, to the both of you, and I'm glad how you and me can talk like this. But I wasn't sure how long I could go on, keeping all this a secret from you. I'm not sure if even you'd understand how horny your mother's been lately, because I've been wanting us to..."
Just then they heard what sounded like a car coming to a stop outside in the driveway. With neither of them sure who it might be, Iris or Bob, they nervously got up from where they'd been seated so close to each other on the couch.
Once Iris and the friend she'd been shopping with made their grand entrance, she buoyantly asked, "Hey guys, how's it going?"
"Oh hello Iris. David and I decided it would be a good day to get some sunning in. But right now, we knew it was a good time to get out of the stifling heat for awhile."
Noticing her brother in his swimsuit, with the explanation she got from her mother in her nightie, Iris wasn't sure exactly what they'd been up to. But she quickly concluded it probably couldn't be anything that was out of the ordinary between her brother, as well as her mother.
"Oh, okay. Well, me and Natalie, we're going to take our own dip in the pool. We both bought new swimsuits today. And after we try them out, we're heading over to a bachelorette party. You guys remember my friend Doris, don't you? She's getting married this weekend, so tonight she's going to
par-tay
it up big time. And we're invited."
After her proclamation, Iris ambled over to Teri, telling her... "Hey Mom, it's a ladies only thing. Doris said we could invite anyone we want. Even though she's told us she wants us to spend the night, I thought maybe you'd like to come along? I know for a fact she's having some male strippers showing up. And if we don't tell Dad about it, maybe what he doesn't know won't hurt you?"
Thinking that Iris' invitation had been a dig at her, Teri politely declined coming along with her daughter and Natalie to the party.
"Okay, but don't say I didn't let you know about it. C'mon Natalie let's go to my bedroom and change into our suits. I'm wondering if maybe we should wear these underneath our clothes to the party tonight, maybe those strippers wouldn't mind having some entertainment of their own before they perform their act for us?"
As David listened to his sister, he wasn't sure if she was trying to make him jealous, or not. But when they left the room, he looked back at their mother standing there with a seething look on her face.
"That...bitch! What the hell's wrong with her David? She's always like this when one of her friends come over. It's like she's trying to show me up or something. I feel like I ought to tell her she can't go tonight. Yeah, what do you think she'd do if I did that honey? Just because she's eighteen now doesn't mean I can't tell her where she can, or can't go since she's still living under my roof!"
