The thing is, I wasn't supposed to be home that night.
I'm Jonathan R, a 21-year-old senior at UNC Greensboro. I'm on the varsity lacrosse team so I have practice most weekends. That means I typically go home to visit my mom and brother only about once a month. They live in Morrisville, NC. That's about an hour from UNCG.
My brother is Jimmy. Mom's name is Laura. It's just been us since my junior year in high school when dad--he's a plastic surgeon--got caught cheating on mom with one of his nurses (yeah, he's a walking clichΓ©). Mom likes to say that he left her with 4 things: me; Jimmy; the house; and the new boobs one of his partners in the practice did for her just before he got caught.
I'm not the only athlete in the family either. Jimmy is a high school senior and he's being recruited heavily to play soccer for schools like UNC, Clemson, and Notre Dame. Jimmy is 18 even though he's a senior. His birthday is right at the end of August so he started school a year later than everyone else. I tease him and say that's the only reason he's so good at soccer.
Mom runs a couple of miles a day, rides a Peloton, and teaches yoga. She's super fit and looks it.
Anyway, one weekend back in October i had a rare fall weekend off from lacrosse. I told them I was coming home Saturday morning because there was a party I wanted to go to that Friday night. Well, the party was lame--mostly guys standing around and drinking beer--so I peaced out a little before 10 and went straight home.
By the time I got there the beer needed out. Both cars were in the driveway so I parked on the street and walked towards the house as quickly as I could without peeing myself. As I got close to the house I caught a whiff of cigarette smoke but I figured it was my clothes. There'd been a couple of girls smoking outside at the party and I'd walked past them a couple of times.
I unlocked the door and rushed to the bathroom that Jimmy and I shared. I was kinda surprised that neither Jimmy nor Mom were up since we're a family of night owls and the cars were there. But I didn't give it a lot of thought. I was more focused on getting to the bathroom in time! I made it--barely--then washed my hands and came back out to the hallway. It was then I realized that Jimmy's bedroom door was open with no lights on. Mom's bedroom door, at the end of the hallway, was also open but the lights were on. I was confused. Then I heard Jimmy's voice, trying to whisper and failing, from the bedroom saying, "Shhhh. He'll hear you." Then I heard Mom say, also quietly, "I'm trying."
I walked quietly down the hall to her bedroom, stepping over the squeaky spot on the floor, and peeked around the doorframe.
Shock doesn't cover my reaction. There was my mom, totally naked, straddling Jimmy's hips. He was naked too! Mom had her hair hanging over his face, clearly in extreme pleasure, and he had his hands on her breasts. The bed was oriented so that I was seeing them in profile but clearly Jimmy was fucking Mom.
I popped the door open and said, "What the hell? How long...?"
Mom and Jimmy stopped but they didn't rush to cover up or anything like you'd see in the movies when people get walked in on while fucking. They both just kinda...sat there waiting to see who would make the first move, I guess.
Finally Jimmy said, "Well, the cat's out of the bag now" and Mom gave a low chuckle. I just stood there, still goggling, not knowing what to do.
Then Jimmy said, "Man, I'm glad you're here and finally know. I can't keep up with her!" And Mom gave an even bigger laugh at that.
"Sorry," she said to me. (She didn't sound particularly sorry). "Yeah, we started after you went back to school this semester. We managed to hide it from you the last two visits but...yeah." I still didn't know what to say.
They'd obviously stopped in the middle of, er, something and I think we all wondered what to do next. It was all very awkward. Then Mom said, "I've got an idea." She dismounted from Jimmy (he let out a groan) to the far side of the bed. Gesturing with her finger she told him to spin around and move so his legs dangled off the side of the bed facing me. While he was doing that she walked to the closer side of the bed, then climbed on top of him, grabbed his cock, and slid it into her pussy, all without a word. Now her butt was presented to me.
And I do mean presented, because as she leaned forward a little I could see a princess plug nestled between her ass cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at me and said, "C'mon. Fuck my ass."
I think I was out of my clothes in under 10 seconds. The only delay was managing to get my underwear band over my rock-hard erection.
I walked up behind her and looked over at the nightstand. On it there was a stack of white washcloths and a container of Astroglide.
Now, fortunately a girl I'd dated a year or so ago had really been into anal sex so I knew a little bit about what I was doing. I grasped the plug in my fingers and pulsed it in and out slowly a few times. Each time Mom made sounds of pleasure. "Oh, oh, yessss." Then I pulled it out completely. Mom hissed in pleasure. Or maybe disappointment? I never found out.
I grabbed the Astroglide from the table and dripped a small stream onto my cock, then put the bottle back. I pumped my hand up and down my shaft and head a few times to spread the lube, then, grabbing one of the washcloths, I wiped off my hand and threw the washcloth down on the bed.
I took a step forward and lined up my cock with her ass. The bed was a little low for me so I had to bend my knees but at least it meant Jimmy's feet touched the floor, giving him some traction. I bent my knees and pushed the head of my cock into Mom's ass. Mom let out another long hiss and put her open hand on my hip, clearly telling me to wait. I was happy to! She took a couple of deep breaths and then closed her hand so her nails dug into my ass cheek a little, pulling me forward an inch or so. Then she opened her hand on my hip again telling me to wait.
And that's how it went for the next minute or two, with me slowly moving further into her ass. Eventually though I was buried to the hilt. Mom was bent forward, hair hanging over Jimmy's face, taking deep breaths. I waited again, just enjoying the sensation, before I started pumping into her.
Mom was grunting and hissing. I said, "Oh my god, this feels so fucking good." I looked down and realized Mom was furiously rubbing her clit with the hand not holding her upper body off the bed. Jimmy clearly knew what Mom enjoyed as he was playing with her nipples and occasionally slapping her tits lightly. Each time he did Mom let out a little "Oh" of pleasure and surprise.