First a quick disclaimer, English is not my primary language, so please give me some rope! Secondly, this story is real. It happened some thirty years ago and it's kinda difficult to categorize. I chose the "Incest/Taboo" because it's the story of me watching my mother and her lover having sex and though I never had such fantasies with my mother, and still don't, the events I'm gonna tell you about made "Incest/Taboo" my favorite topic in erotic literature.
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We lost my father in a car accident when I was eight years old and my sister fourteen. That left our mother, who at the time was 35, having to raise two children alone. Though she did made relationships with other men, as I found later, for reasons known only to her she decided to keep us unaware. My mother was good-looking, with a slender hour-glass body and medium size breasts, somewhere between b-cup and c-cup, if memory serves.
I was introduced to Manos when I was fifteen years old. My mother got voted into the city council and Manos was a fellow council member. I never learned, and never asked to find out, if my sister knew; if indeed she knew something, and it took me quite a while even to suspect that there might be something between Manos and mom. For starters, though he started visiting home regularly, so did other fellow council members. Furthermore, Manos was married and had three daughters, the older having the same age as me, and the rest one and two years younger, respectively. Not only that, but they tried to hook me with his oldest, not that this was going to happen, I had a long crush with one of my classmates, not to mention that I found his middle daughter much more to my liking.
Besides the place where we lived, we also had a second unfinished house in the suburbs. One day, two years later, I got a call from a friend of mine that lived there, and he told me that he saw lights in our house. I didn't find that strange, sometimes mom chose to go there in order to have her alone time, so I told my friend that probably it was her; after all, if it were thieves, they would most definitely avoid turning the lights on.
I called, waiting for my mother to answer. She did, I recognized her voice, but strangely enough, she tried hard to make it sound different and insisted that I called the wrong number. I found this behavior quite alarming; it seemed that she didn't want me to know that she was there, but why? The only reason I could think of was that she wasn't alone, and the only logical conclusion was that she went there with a lover, but then, why the charade? We weren't children anymore, if she was indeed with a lover, why the secrecy? This made me highly suspicious, and since Manos was the one council member I saw most often, I started suspecting that there might be something between these two and the reason behind the suspected secrecy was Manos's marriage.
Damn, I found myself between the devil and the deep blue sea. On the one hand my mom in the last months seemed happier, as a matter of fact I haven't seen my mother happier since the day we lost my father. On the other hand, Manos was a married man, and even worse, a married man with three children. Trying to find if there was indeed something between these two became an obsession, though I couldn't find a way to verify my suspicions. They were careful while in the presence of others, to the extent I started having doubts.
I guess I could ask my friend to spy, but what if I were right? I most certainly didn't want him finding out that my mother was making out with a married man, if indeed this was happening. For good or worse, George, my friend, met Manos on one of his many visits there. Furthermore, I didn't drive, and while the distance is not that great, I could go there only by taking transit, and timing was crucial. So even if George notified me that the lights were on -- and that's a big if, since George would most certainly inquire why I asked such a thing and had no good answer to give -- I could not manage to be there in time to catch them in the act.
It took another year to have my chance at last. It was late August, and we were at the house in the suburbs when Manos visited us alone. My sister was on vacation with her boyfriend, so we were only the three of us. I told them that I planned to go out with my friends and that I would return past midnight, after all I was over eighteen. Indeed, after a took a quick shower, I put on better clothes, and I left around 21:00. Well, I did leave, but I returned after a while from the street at the back of the house and got in through the garden by jumping over the back wall. At the time, the area was still pretty rural, with only a few houses, so there was no real danger of being seen.
My parents bought the place as summer residence. Later they decided to demolish the old small house and build a bigger one, with the intention to move permanently after its completion, but my father's untimely demise shuttered those plans. The house was a two-story residence and before my father's death, they managed to finish only the ground floor, which was initially intended to serve as playroom and storage space. The first and second floors were left unfinished for many years, having only their walls. The ground floor is an open space, having only one room initially intended to serve as a small storage space, and mom made use of it as bedroom, while my sister and I were slipping in the main living area. Her bedroom had a narrow window on the very top of its right wall, which was at the level of the first floor's porch, and if the lights were on, you could clearly look inside without being seen.
I stood on the staircase just to the left of the window's left end, waiting patiently. After nearly one hour of waiting the lights turned on and mom and Manos entered her bedroom. While I had my suspicions that Manos and mom were lovers for over a year, seeing her taking off her clothes in front of another man didn't leave me less dumbfounded. They both get naked and behold; I have in front of my very eyes all the proof I ever wanted. I never had incest fantasies, at least not with my mother, and the arousal I got watching them taking their clothes hit me like a ton of bricks.
After getting naked, my mother turned the lights off, but thankfully turned on the small reading light, so there was no danger of catching me watching; not that they had any reason to look through the small window. It was the first time I saw my mother completely naked. At the age of 45 she still had a marvelous body; slim and slender with an hour-glass figure. She had a beautiful ass and even more beautiful boobs, medium in size but round shaped and standing quite firm for her age, and the fact I got aroused by just watching my own mother naked, hit me like a ton of bricks... and it got better... or worse... I don't know, depends on the mood! Manos turned her around, cupped both her breasts and started fondling them while kissing her at the back of her neck.
Watching this made me even more aroused and I started fondling my penis without giving a second thought. What followed nearly made my eyes pop out from their sockets; I would never imagine my mother doing such things! Manos turned mom again facing him and signaled her to get on her knees. Knowing my mother as a fiery, very energetic, and non-nonsense woman, I stared even more dumbfounded at my mother as she got obediently down on her knees. He rubbed his fully erect penis on her lips, and she licked his head for a moment or two before taking him into her mouth. I had seen porn movies; but watching a live performance, from my own mom above anything else, was... "interesting", to say the least; the very act of watching mom giving head was delightfully decadent. Manos really enjoyed the blowjob, I could hear him moaning clearly through the closed window, and how could he not? Mom could take all of his dick in her mouth, performing a five-star blowjob. He grabbed mom's head and after holding her still he started mouth-fucking her, stopping from time to time to let mom find her breath.
Some five minutes later he changed tactics, he sat at the edge of bed and my mom kneeled between his spread legs. He put his hand on her head and pushed her down until all of his dick was again in her mouth. My mom's head started bobbing as she resumed the blowjob, and he used his right hand to give her rhythm. His moans got even louder, and moments later, holding mom still, came in her mouth. I climaxed watching fascinated the movements of her mouth and larynx as she swallowed his cum, with her eyes opened, looking straight into his eyes. After licking him clean, they both got into bed and lit a cigarette, while I tried to find my breath. What did Mathew say? "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find". Well, he didn't exactly have these things in mind, I guess, but nonetheless I got what I' ve been asking for.
When my hormones lowered back to normal levels, I started feeling like shit. For starters my mother was indeed in a relation with a married man. Secondly, watching my mother giving a five-star blowjob performance, while delightfully decadent, couldn't be seen as one of my proudest moments, not to mention that I stroked myself while watching, and even worse, I climaxed while a married man came in my mother's mouth. While I was reflecting on my life choices and debating myself if it would be better to take my eyes out by my own hands or I would rather find a tree to hang around -- pun intended -- they started their second round. "What the fuck, again?" I asked myself, as Manos made my mother take him for the second time in a row into her mouth, this time standing on her four on the bed. With one hand he pressed her head to take his penis fully into her mouth while with the other fondled her left breast.
Well, the hormones came back raging, so setting aside all nasty thoughts, I started stroking myself again, watching my mother performing another five-star blowjob. Manos on the other hand have entirely different ideas, as I found not long after. He stopped her and by getting behind, he grabbed both her boobs and after nearly rising her, he started fondling them again, giving me a second lifetime spectacle. Holding her by the boobs, he guided his penis into her pussy and started hammering mom from behind. Moments later he let her fall into all-four and the hammering got even more intense, and I could hear them both moaning loudly. From time to time, he spanked her, making my mother moans even louder, and me wishing to disappear from the face of the earth from the shame of the decadent lust I felt watching this spectacle. And the best was yet to cum, if you get my drift...
At some point Manos stopped hammering my mother and took his penis out and I thought that he did that in order to avoid cumming into her pussy. Nope, he had entirely different thing in mind. He said something and my mother responded. He put his right hand in her pussy for some moments, and then it hit me; he intended to fuck her in the ass. I was right, he took his finger out of her pussy, and putting it into her pinky hole, started finger-fucking her for a minute or two. He took his penis into his right hand and started rubbing it over mom's butthole. He started pushing until he managed to put the head into mom's ass, making her moan, both from pain and arousal. I stopped masturbating, watching, again dumbfounded, as Manos started pushing slowly but surely and getting his penis into my mother's ass, until he managed to put half of his dick inside her. He stayed there for some moments and then, slowly, he took almost all of his dick out, and then he repeated what he did earlier, this time getting his penis a little further inside mom's ass. He repeated the same pattern two-three times more, until he managed to put the full length of his penis inside her ass.
He started moving slowly, and for a minute or so he continued at the same pace, but then he slowly started increasing his pace until his thrusts turned to pounding. I started playing with myself again and I managed to last as long as Manos did. I got the first signs that he was near climax when he grabbed by her hair, almost rising her from her four, and the pounding became hammering for a few moments, and after a final thrust, he stood still and climaxed, cumming deep inside her bowels. Well, once again we came at the same time, differing only on the place; me for second time on the porch floor and him deep inside my mother's ass. They stood still for some moments, I guess waiting for Manos to empty himself, and then, giving her a final slap, he let her go.
