Author's "Thank You:
" I was very hesitant to continue this series because it is a true story. Mother, Linda and I thank you for your responses. It's given us comfort to know so many of you understand our relationship and the problems it created. Maybe the telling of our story can give others in similar circumstances courage. Again, all of us feel strongly that you should first read our story from the beginning to understand our love and how we overcame what could have been very destructive. Mother and Linda especially, appreciate your e-mails and comments. –Jon-
After we finished making love, mother left my room and returned to dad's room. Mom was always such strength to the family because she had good 'common sense'. Her education was in the school of 'hard knocks' as she called it. Orphaned at 2 and brought up by a close-knit clan of loving and caring relatives, she and her older sister were raised on a farm learning more about real life situations than any school could possibly teach. Because of her (and my father's similar upbringing), I learned as much from them as I had from any teacher or classroom books.
I was still dazed from the evening's experience as I stared up at the neon glow on the motel ceiling. I was exhausted yet totally alive from the high of such sexual experiences. Too 'juiced' to sleep, I felt like I had consumed 3 to 4 cups of mom's early wake-up coffee. I had cum 3 times in just a few hours and yet my pecker was starting to get hard again as I reviewed my sexual awakening:
1. I had danced with the beautiful Linda; a knock-down-gorgeous babes that could have graced any playboy foldout.
2. Been treated to massaging her hard Texas titties while her tightly puckered southern lips vacuumed my hungry cock.
3. And last, but not least, had 2 fabulous fucking orgasms with my own beautiful mother. My mind was in a whirl and trying to sort out what tomorrow, no (shit, it was already 2:00 am)…today would bring!
I knew mom and I were going to have to talk with dad. A wonderful father in whom I could never even consider going behind his back. He had been as much a guiding light in my life as mom. Were it not for him I would have never attained the rank of Eagle Scout or made it into USC. He had treated me with a man's respect since I was 14. I needed to somehow tell him man to man and let the 'chips fall where they may'. He may be pissed but I knew he would respect me for being honest and forth-right. He loved my mother and I knew he loved me too. In time he could forgive. But not if we were discovered in a deception and a lie. I knew that mother and I would have to sleep together at least once more, therefore he had to be told about tonight. But just how could (would) we tell him? That was my delima (and also the same delima mother was facing in her room at the very same time). I…we (mom and I) needed time to sort things out! And, I still had the beautiful young Linda on my mind. It was her that I supposed I was fucking when I discovered my cock buried in mom's hot pussy! What had happened to Linda? And man, if there was a way I could get into Linda's little tight pussy and get my hands and mouth once again on her hard titties then I didn't want to pass that chance up. No fucking way!
As I lay there thinking about mom and Linda, my dick kept getting harder and harder. I reached down and started the familiar fondling of my cock and dreaming of lucious Linda. I thought about the earlier blow job and her firm titties as I stroked my cock up and down; the same way Linda had 'jacked me off' earlier in her car. I remembered how her hard marbled nipples felt in my fingers and how she had sucked me dry in less than a minute with her warm, wet mouth! Oh shit! I was getting so hot from the memory of her hard Texas titties and sweet little mouth and pointy tongue as it swabbed my lips and then my cock. I could feel a tightening in my balls as Linda's head bobbed up and down my hard cock-shaft! Linda's warm wet lips had replaced my hand. Ohhh…fuck, she was so good at sucking my cock. Just then my mother's pussy came into the scene and began pumping my cock! I could smell her warm, wet snatch that I had feasted and drank from. All wet and gooey from a mature woman's essence lubricating my cock!
Fuck…this fantasy was more than a fantasy. It really happened. And to me! Just a 21 year old college kid! This wasn't some fraternity brother's bull shit story…It was mine…and it was real! The last thing I remembered was my mother on her knees. In my bed with her face down in my pillow spreading the cheeks of her ass wide open and begging me to fuck her sweet fanny. I turned and buried my face in the exact same place hers had been just minutes before and smelled the fragrance of her White Shoulders perfume…and then…I came in a mind-groaning orgasm of mother and Linda all mixed into one fabulous sexy woman. Bathed in the glow of my forth orgasm, I got a brilliant idea on how to delay our trip at least one more day. So with the fresh spooge of my warm cum pooling on my belly, I smelled its pungent odor wafting up from under the warm covers of my well-used bed and drifted off into a deep, blissful sleep.
I awoke the next morning with a tune in my heart of love and lust all mixed into one brilliant melody. Life just doesn't get any better than what I had just experienced in the last 24 hours of my young life. The hot shower was working its magic on my neck and shoulders. As I reviewed the day's tasks, I began to get that old familiar tingle from my balls between my legs. My horny dick started awakening and begging to be stroked under the warm spray of soapy water. 'Stop it Jon,' I thought. I've gotta save myself for what may come my way on this new dawn of opportunity!" Last night I had been given two great gifts from two wonderful women and couldn't wait to see were today would lead…but first the matter of dad. That sobering thought brought the ol' pecker back into a drooping reality.
With a clean shave and the sting of Old Spice on my cheeks, I walked out into the beautiful Texas sunshine. The morning air was clean and crisp in comparison to the California smog I was used to. Hell, out here a man could fill his lungs to full capacity and not get a grabbing pain deep in his chest from the choking smog. I crunched my way across the pebbled driveway towards the motel office. The motel manager gave me a feeble smile as he asked, "Are you Jon in cabin 6?"
"Yes sir, that I am."
"Well, my wife rang and rang your room last night but you musta got in kinda' late. There's a message for you that a nice sounding young lady left." And with that, he gave a knowing smile and a wink that I understood as soon as I read the note!
"Sorry sweet baby. I can't get over to see you tonight. Please call first thing in the morning and I'll expain. Your Texas hottie, Linda. 749-1_ _ _ . (No, you're not getting her number so forget it!)"
Man, these Texas gals really let it all hang out when they like someone! Balls to the wall with nothing held back. Her note was as open as the love she freely shared in the bar parking lot last night. The motel manager had a 'shit-eating-grin' on his face as I shoved the note down into my pocket and told him we were having some car trouble and would be staying for at least one more night. Again, with his damn knowing grin. I finally had to nod and return the smile myself. The note from Linda just added to that 'Cock o' the Walk' feeling I had from the two new women in my life. God, what a day this was shaping up to be.
"Would you like me to dial the number for you? You can use the phone over there by the lamp on the table."
"No, I think I best make this call in private." I left the office and crunched my way to the curbside phone booth and dialed the number. Linda answered on the 2nd ring.
"Hi, Jon. Did you get my message?"
"Yes, but not until this morning."
"Oh darlin', I'm so sorry! I hope you weren't disappointed that I didn't make it last night. Is it safe to talk?"
"Yeah, I'm on the pay phone in front of the motel".
"Well, my bad-ass brother knew that I had such a crush on you. He and your mom did see me with my head in your lap last night. He told me that he could tell by the stupid look on your face and the red splotch on my forehead that I musta' been giving you some 'Head'. He said, "It sure looked to the two of 'em that you had just cum." That's what he called it anyway."
"Yeah, guys use the expression 'giving head'. So how did could he be so sure that I came?"
"Well your mother told Chad that there was a lot of heat coming from the two of us. Chad knew I was just 3 days away from my period and said the car smelled like a Texas Whore House on Friday Night! He was at the bottom of the stairs lying in wait and busted my ass when I tried to sneak out to come and see you last night. God, I'm so sorry honey. You're the first guy to come along in years that got to me! You've got me so worked up…I thought my period had come early! My fingers are inside my panties and they're drippin' wet because of you darlin'!"
My cock started pointing north like the needle on a one hundred-dollar compass. I had to play some serious pocket pool to snake it down the leg of my tight Levi's. "Damn, that hurt!"
