(This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. For fans of my stories, they know what kinds of things to expect. This story deals with similar themes as the stories by wannabeboytoy, seducedHylas, and Dark Betrayal, namely cheating, betrayal, and heartbreak. If stuff like that isn't your cup of tea, then you probably shouldn't bother reading it.
A few warnings before going forward. This story is a little different than my others, taking a different approach than I usually do, though at the end of the day, it veers more towards the type of story you have all come to know and expect from me. But, all the same general themes are present, with all my typical hallmarks. But this is a teasing story, and in my opinion, that type of story needs a slow build. So this complete story is quite long, practically novel-length, so keep that in mind. This story will be released in smaller chunks to make it more manageable.
This story is split in 8 parts of varying lengths. Not all of them will have sex, but some will, but don't worry, the high-level of sexual tension will be consistent throughout. Some parts of this story have action, and some have that dreaded back-story and character building. So, if you just want to get to the sex scenes, you might have to skip around a bit. But, I think the full story is the best way to consume this.
On top of all the other themes I stated before, this is an incest-themed story, if that's not already clear. This is a mother-son series featuring a big-titted, sexy mother and a studly, big-dicked son. If that is not your favorite flavor of mother-son story, by all means walk away. I just want to state again I do not condone any of the actions within this story in real life. This is just a story. Enjoy.)
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Chapter 7: Christmas
"You look nervous." Carmen said, looking over at me and putting her hand on my thigh as I drove.
"Oh." I said, "Um, well, me and my mom didn't leave on the best of terms." I explained vaguely.
"Really?" she asked. "About what?"
"Um..." I paused. "That would take far too long to explain." I said with a laugh. "It's nothing too severe, you know, we've been cordial on the phone and stuff like that. It was just, when I left for school, we had a bit of a fight, so I'm interested to see how she treats me."
"I'm sure it'll be fine." Carmen said. "She's your mother. She'll forget about all that once her baby boy walks through the door." she said with a smile.
"Yeah, you're probably right." I agreed.
"I mean, look at you." she began. "You are a lot different than the McGee I first met. You seem more... sure. More confident. Happier. And plus, you have a super awesome girlfriend. She'll be proud. I'm sure of it."
I smiled at this, but I wasn't sure if it was accurate. Carmen didn't know my mother. I wasn't too afraid when Carmen and I made this plan for her to come home with me for Christmas, but as we got closer to heading home, the more nervous I got. Nervous about what Mom had planned for me. Nervous if Mom still wanted to play our little game. Nervous about what Mom would think of Carmen.
But Carmen was right. I was a changed man. I had grown up a lot in these last few months. I had a mature relationship with a woman much closer to my age. Despite everything that had happened between us, she was still my mom. She would be proud of my growth and maturity. Right?
As I drove through my neighborhood, I remembered that the last time I drove away, I was angry. Now, I returned a changed man. I had moved on from that immature, lustful crush on my own mother into a mature and adult relationship with Carmen. Returning home, I was happy. And Mom would have to deal with that.
I saw my home in the distance, and I steeled my nerves, ready for the moment I had been dreading for months. Mom and I, face-to-face again. I pulled up in the driveway, turned off the car, and smiled at Carmen. As she put her hoodie back on, I stepped out of my car and breathed in the cool, late afternoon air. I looked at my house and held my breath. This was it. I stepped towards the front door and opened it, stepping inside, into the lion's den. I heard approaching footsteps from the kitchen. I looked over just in time to see Mom appear, leaning around the corner.
"Tom!" Mom called out, tossing the towel in her hands to her side. From behind her, more footsteps as Dad appeared.
"There he is!" Dad called out, a big smile on his face. Both of my parents approached me proudly, but my eyes went to Mom. Despite having moved on from her, I couldn't help but look at her, and appreciate her. She was still as gorgeous as ever. Her black hair hung in waves past her shoulders, her tan made her skin glow, and her boobs looked bigger than ever. My time away from her almost made me forget how massive they truly were. I had no idea how she packed those basketballs into her lime-green tank top. Her slim, stylish jeans completed her look. But, I was not as awestruck as I used to be. I could appreciate her, but I would not be obsessed. Not again.
I looked at Mom's face, gauging her reaction, seeing if any of the tease remained. But she looked back at me warmly, genuine happiness painted across her as she beamed proudly. And I knew then she had moved on, like I had.
"Hi, Mom." I said, holding out my arms. She moved in close and hugged me, her breasts pressing against my chest as she clutched me tightly.
"It's so good to have you back home." she said softly, genuinely. I pulled back from her and smiled before turning to face Dad.
"Hey son." Dad said, holding out his hand. I took it in mine.
"Hey Dad." I said as he pulled me in, patting my back proudly.
"How was your drive?" he asked.
"Oh, it was fine." I said. "Oh!" I exclaimed, realizing what I had left behind. "I have a surprise."
Both Mom and Dad looked at me curiously as I smiled mischievously, backing towards the entrance. I moved towards the door and pulled it open. There, on the front steps, stood a slightly nervous Carmen.
"You didn't have to leave me behind." she said with a smile.
"Well, I had to set up the moment, you know, make it dramatic." I justified.
"Who's this?" Dad asked.
"Um, well, this is... Carmen." I said, moving close to her, taking her hand in mine as she waved at them. Carmen glanced at my folks, first at my dad and then Mom. I didn't have to look at where she was looking to know she had caught a glimpse of Mom. Her eyes widened, as if someone had made a shocking comment to her.
I turned to glimpse at Mom. I couldn't help but watch Mom's reaction.
Her face flashed many emotions. First, a curiosity at the sight of this girl in front of her, curious at where this was going. Then, I watched her smile fade as I took Carmen's hand in mine. This was followed by a quick, full glimpse at the girl in front of her, appraising her, followed by a slight smile. Then, her lips pursed slightly looking slightly mad.
"Hi." Carmen said lightly. "You're, uh..." she began.
"That's Mom and Dad." I confirmed, knowing exactly what was going through her head. She looked sideways at me and smiled, as if she had something good on me now. I turned away from her.
"Me and her, uh, have been kinda together for a few months now." I explained to Mom and Dad. "Her family is traveling, so I... um, told her she could stay with us."
"Well..." Mom began, "I wish you had told us." she said, scratching her head.
"I wanted to make it a surprise." I replied. "Is there a problem?" I asked pointedly. She looked at me, holding my gaze for a second or two before she smiled an annoyed smile.
"Of course not." she said with a put-on grin. "Just... not prepared to have a guest, you know." she turned to look at Carmen. "So, uh, how'd you two meet?" she asked.
"Oh, well, we live on the same floor." Carmen said.
"You look a little older than him?" Mom quizzed.
"Oh, uh, yeah, well, I'm 22. I'm kind of... the RA on his floor." Carmen said.
"Do they allow that?" Mom asked coolly.
"Uh, well, I don't think they really encourage it, but... well, you know, things happen." Carmen explained.
"You dog, you." Dad said, smiling at me. I smiled back.
"Yeah, we've been together a few months, and it's going really well." I said, clutching her hand lightly, and she returned the favor.
