Our Son is 18... Part II
This is 100% work of fiction. Any names and/or situations are purely coincidental. The author does not condone any of this subject matter in real life, as this story is to serve as some sort of entertainment and is 100% fantasy.
This story involves sex between consenting adults, portrayed as 18 or older. The story contains MF, FF, MM, and MS (mother/son) FD (father/daughter)
please excuse any typos or grammatical errors.
Thank you, and enjoy!
Kurt hit his blinker as they came to a four way stop. "Right here?"
Wendy held her phone up to her face. "Yep, right here, then take this road for the next 15 miles."
Wendy's mind flashed to her son, Alex.
She thought back to the second that she moved the blanket covering Kurt's cock, and stroked him right there in front of her son. She flashed to the closet and Alex sucking the cum out of her husband. Then she flashed to the next night again, her sucking him, watching Kurt push into Alex's asshole. Then, she flashed to her sitting on him, pushing down onto her son's cock... and the feel and smell of it all.
Wendy let out a slight moan.
"Hunny, are you okay?" Kurt asked, snapping her back into the car.
"Yes... I was just thinking how nice this will be to get away. We need this."
Kurt reached over and grabbed her hand. "It's okay sweetheart."
Wendy looked over at her loving husband and smiled.
Both Kurt and Wendy had decided that it would be for the best if the two of them got away for a week to decompress. They needed to have a chance to unwind and process what had happened with Alex.
At the time, it felt so right. Scarily right. It felt as though three lovers had finally been able to connect on a level that most people couldn't fathom. It was instinctively real how easily they all came together.
But, much like all things bad or wrong, reality sets in. Wendy couldn't look at her son Alex, at least not with a good conscience. She felt as though she had betrayed him, let him down as a mother. She had, in her opinion, seduced him. Both her and Kurt had blurred the lines, starting with truth or dare and the closet incident, and ending with a erotic threesome where they had all cum together.
None of them wanted it to end. But, the hard truth was; they were family, and it should have never happened. At least that's what both Kurt and Wendy had argued. They didn't know what Alex was thinking. He'd leave first thing in the morning, and come home after they'd retired to bed. They'd hear him messing around in his room, and the first thought was porn and masturbating. They'd have sex and moan a little louder, subconsciously hoping he'd walk in. Maybe Alex was thinking the same thing, subconsciously hoping that he'd get caught being naughty.
It was time to give the situation some space, and so here they were... taking a little time to wash away their sins, and regroup.
"Wow, there it is." Wendy said, pointing out to a little town.
"God I love this place... I haven't been here in years... the winery's, the cottages, the coast. It's beautiful." Kurt smiled rolling down the windows to let the fresh air welcome them. "I don't think I've been here since I was a kid, and I'd come out to stay with my aunt for the summers."
Wendy squeezed his hand, and leaned over and kissed his neck. "This is going to be nice."
Kurt looked at her, and leaned in kissing her lips. "It's going to be great, sweetie."
"Here, turn here... the house is right up here on the left." Wendy shouted out excitedly.
They pulled up to an old, but well kept little Tudor house, and pulled right into the driveway.
"Wow... my god, just how I remembered it." Kurt sighed.
They both got out of the car, and grabbed their bags out of the back. Kids played in the street, parents watched from their porches. A couple, a little older than them waved from across the street.
"This is gonna be great, Babe."
"It really is." Wendy smiled.
They waved back to the older couple across the street, and walked into the house.
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The motel room was old and dank. The wallpaper stained yellow from years of cigarette smoke, back before it was prohibited.
Del looked out from the window, eagerly looking into the parking lot. Nothing.
Pornography played on the TV in the background.
Del's phone vibrated on the nightstand, causing him to jump.
"Jesus!" Del said aloud to himself.
He tapped at the phone, pulling up the text message.
ALEX
She's here, sucking my dick now.
Del took a hard breath. "Fuck."
He started texting back, but before he could finish, Alex sent another text.
It was an image. Alex's jeans were opened up, the mouth of a girl covered the top part of his dick, leaving the bottom half of his shaft exposed.
ALEX
My god she has a mouth on her.
Del gave his hard dick a rub through his pants.
"Not yet you cuck." He mumbled aloud.
He slid his clothes off, exposing his pink bare dick. He had found a lady that would wax him bare. And, since his wife never saw him naked anymore, he continued doing it. He loved the feel of being completely bare.
Del slid on the robe he had hanging on the bathroom door, and pulled it tight. He laid down on the bed and pulled up the image again. He reached into his robe and rubbed at his cock, slowing milking it. He loved edging, and if time allowed, he'd edge all day long until he finally decided to release.
Today, he had time. He had told his wife, months in advance, that he was going to a Wellness Seminar. But, instead of the seminar, Del had checked into the motel.
Del would do it often, the "Wellness Seminar" lie. Sometimes it would be some other kind of seminar or conference, but always with the same intention: getting out of the house, completely free to play.
This particular day was no different. He had planned a personal play session, but what had developed over the weeks, was certainly unlike anything he'd done before.
So, as Del looked at the image, playing with his pink cock, he thought back to the planning of today's naughtiness.
Del had met Alex online, and eventually met him in person. He had invited him to his home while his wife and daughter were away on a girls trip.
He had been honest with Alex from the get-go about having a family, and Alex had been honest with him.
Del couldn't get their rendezvous out of his head, and wrote Alex the next day.
What he ended up writing would start in motion a very taboo game.
I WANT TO TASTE HER OFF OF YOU...
Del's phone vibrated on his thigh, snapping him back to reality.
ALEX
On my way.
Del stood up and walked over to the window, looking around for Alex's car. He watched drug transactions go on in plain daylight, prostitutes coming out of rooms disheveled, married men checking in for God only knew what.
Del walked back over to the nightstand, grabbed the remote and flipped the channel.
Two gay men were butt-fucking in the back of a van on screen.
There was a light tap at the door, and Del could feel a thump in his chest.
He opened it and Alex pushed his way in.
"My god, is this really happening?" Del asked him.
Alex answered. "It is..." he said and he undid his fly and slid his jeans down.
"It's still wet." Del moved to his knees, kneeling in front of Alex. "I want to smell." He breathed in. "Fuck, it smell's like pussy... cum..."
"I didn't cum..." Alex shot back.
"Like sex... smells like sex." Del put his nose against Alex's erect cock.
Alex looked down at Del. "What does it smell like, Del?"
"Like her..."
"Like who, Del?" Alex moved his hips forcing his wet cock to rub against Del's lips and cheek. "Tell me..."
Del opened up his robe and thumbed at his own erect dick. "Like Shelly... my daughter."
Alex had met Shelly through Del. Del introduced Alex as someone he was doing some work with. Del and his wife Debra thought it'd be nice to have their new "friend" over for dinner. Del called it early, and left his daughter and Alex together to chat. Two kids, same age... things happen.
"Yeah, it does doesn't it?" Alex said as he spit down onto Del's face. "She loves dick, just like daddy."