Welcome to Part Three of the three-part erotic Incest/Taboo story "The Farmer's Daughter".
This was an experiment of mine to see if I would enjoy writing incest stories. I've taken this story as far as I plan to. Erotic fiction doesn't always have a typical storyline with the climax and denouement. It's really sometimes just about the raw sex. This story has elements of gay (male-male) sex in it.
Love,
Lana Ocean
P.S. This is the updated edited version. I did a little clean-up.
The Farmer's Daughter, Part Three
Charles came around the house the next day. Dad met him outside when he pulled up in front of the house. Charles switched off the ignition and the truck ran on with knocks before the engine finally shut down.
"You're fuel air mixture is fucked, son."
Charles exited the cab and slammed his door in annoyance. "Yup."
"You ever gonna fix this thing?"
"I reckon."
"Why aren't you?"
Charles looked away for a moment. Looking at him out the window of the farmhouse I admired his profile. He looked so strong and sure of himself. I felt mom slide up behind me and hug me and gaze out at what I was admiring.
"He's a looker," she murmured in my ear. "You take him yet?"
I nodded and leaned my head back against her. Her mouth found my ear lobe and she sucked it into her mouth.
"Good."
Charles looked back at my father. "Can't afford to, simple as that. Anyway, it runs."
Dad shook his head at Charles. "Nonsense. Drive your truck into my barn there. I use it as a garage. I reckon the two of us can fix 'er right up in no time."
Charles stared at my dad and mom laughed. "He looks like a deer in the headlights. He wants to do it, but he's afraid to do it."
Dad hadn't waited for an answer. He strolled toward his barn, not looking back. When he reached the barn, he opened the two large doors wide. I could see dad's repair equipment and benches from the house. Dad turned at stared at Charles and said nothing.
Feeling stupid by the look on his face, he went to his truck, started it with difficulty, and drove into the barn under dad's arm directions. He stopped it inside and turned it off. He popped the hood and got out when dad opened it.
"My daughter says you got fired at the school. What happened?"
I couldn't hear his reply.
Dad looked at Charles in surprise and then toward the house where mom and I were peering out. "You fucked my daughter and got caught? Are you stupid or something?"
Charles was backing out of the barn.
"Where ya going? Get back in here. I don't care you fucked my daughter. I care you got caught. How'd you manage that? Never mind, just grab the socket wrench kit on the workbench there. No. The other one. Yup. Bring it over here.
"Now when I was in school, we had places to go hide and fuck. My wife and I fucked like animals in school. Basement was the best place..."
Mom drew me away from the window. I turned to her in surprise. She gave me a little kiss. "The men are going to be busy for a while. Your dad's gonna get a sense of him. You and me? We make food."
"Isn't that a little sexist? I wanna go help fix the truck!"
Mom laughed. "Not today. Dad needs alone time with him."
"Okay, mom."
"I'm gonna try and seduce him, baby."
"What!?" I was suddenly furious with mom.
Why would she seduce my boyfriend?
"I want to know how serious he is about you. He'll deny me if he truly cares about you."
"And when he does? What then? What's he gonna think?"
Mom chuckled. "We'll explain it to him.,"
"He'll be mad! Heck, I'm mad!"
"Don't worry about it, baby."
I was now in the kitchen. Mom had steered me here. I watched her roll up her sleeves and put on an apron. I did the same. Mom looked me over for a long moment.
"You look good, baby."
"Thanks, mom."
Mom came over to me and brushed some hairs from my face. She stepped a little closer and then kissed me gently on the lips. I kissed back and licked my mom's lower lip. Mom did the same and in moments we were French kissing, wrapped in each other's arms. I ran my hand down mom's slender back and ran it across her gorgeous ass. She did the same.
I heard a scrape sound and looked toward the front of the house. I was certain I saw someone disappear past the front room window. Mom looked too; she had heard something. I heard the front door handle jiggle louder than it should and mom and I broke apart. We heard the front door open.
"H-hello?" called out Charles. "John sent me for some more beers. We're out. Hello?"
"In here," called out my mom softly. She looked at me with a fake expression of being alarmed.
Charles appeared in the doorway. He looked from me to mom. His face looked flushed, and his eyes looked a little wild.
"Beers in the fridge, hon," said my mom.
Charles went to move past mom when she stepped in front of him and bent over. Charles walked into her, and his groin banged hard against my mom's ass. He cried out and backed up apologising.