Chapter 26 - Alternate Events

[This chapter is an alternate take on the events of Presidents Day weekend. This version contains mother-son incest. You can skip it if that bothers you.]

February 22

It’s Presidents Day weekend and Mom and I left Saturday morning to go out of town to a big gaming convention I wanted to attend. On the drive down there, I asked her what was going on with her and Dad and the Kowalskis. She blushed and tried to make it sound like it was just two couples being good friends, but I knew that wasn’t the whole story.

I told Mom about the times I’ve come home and noticed the room smelled like sex, even though Dad was with me all evening, and she confessed to the whole setup, and tells me the four of them are swapping mates. She’s having sex with Mr. K. and Dad is screwing Mrs. K. Sometimes they’re all together but usually they ‘play separately.’

“Please don’t think badly of us, John.” Mom pleaded. Your father and I have no plans to split up and neither do Charles and Linda. We’re just having fun.”

“I had most of the situation figured out already,” I told her. “My only real worry, at first, was having Abby as a step-sister, but since I know that isn’t going to happen you can do what you want.”

“Fair enough,” Mom shrugged. “Now, how about you and Katie? Are you two having sex? Last time I asked, you said you weren’t. Has that changed?”

“Yeah,” I told her, “Katie and I are having sex now. Our first time was on her birthday back in January. I was her first.”

“I hope you treated her well, John,” Mom answered. “The first time is especially meaningful to a girl and you need to respect that. You’ve stayed with her, though, which is a lot more than a lot of high school boys would do after they took a girl’s cherry. Now remember, even if you break up later, you shouldn’t do anything to make her feel like you only used her for sex.”

“I’m not after Katie just for sex, Mom” I told her.

“Not just,” Mom kidded me.

“You know what I mean, Mom,” I said. She has this way of embarrassing me.

“Yes, I do, honey,” Mom said soothingly. “You two look very sweet together, and I can tell that you care a lot about each other. That’s a good thing.”

]Thanks, Mom. I really like Katie a lot.”

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“You know, I really thought you two started having sex earlier than January,” Mom said. “I started noticing in December, when you’d come home smelling like you just showered. I wasn’t sure why you were showering before you came home. It could have been innocent reasons, like getting sweaty doing some handyman chore for Becky, so I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I guess you were fooling around a little before then, probably doing everything but actually having sex, so a shower was necessary?”

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“It was Becky’s idea,” I said. “She didn’t want me to go home smelling like sex.”

“I get that,” Mom nodded, “but smelling like you just came out of the shower was quite a giveaway, especially when your hair was still wet.”

“What about Dad?” I asked.

“He hasn’t said anything and I won’t leak your secret,” Mom said. “He’s said he likes Katie and that you two make a cute couple, but he hasn’t speculated about your sex life where I’ve heard him. I’m sure he suspects, but even if he did know you and Katie were sexually active, his only real concern would be whether you were being safe. He has no more desire to be a grandparent than Becky does.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

It was late in the afternoon before we got to the hotel and checked in. Mom and I had dinner together, and I went and registered for the convention. It had started this morning, but the big star wasn’t going to be here until the next day. I looked around briefly and stopped at a few booths but decided to save the real looking for Sunday.

I called Katie on her cell phone before I went up to the room. I missed her a lot. I told her some of the conversation I’d had with Mom on the way, and that she knows we’re having sex.

“She’s going to kill me,” Katie gasped.

“No, she’s not,” I assured her. “She would have said something a long time ago if the idea of us having sex upset her. She actually thinks we started having sex a long time before we actually did. What made her suspect is that I kept coming home freshly showered.”

“You did say she was always giving you that smirk, acting like she knew something,” Katie giggled. “Now we know why.”

“I guess so,” I shrugged, “but anyway, she says she’s fine with us having sex as long as we’re safe. She doesn’t want to be a grandmother anytime soon.”

“What about your dad?”

“Mom says he’s either clueless or he’s OK with it, too. He hasn’t said anything to her either way.”

I was very horny that night. Part of it is that I’m fifteen years old, but it’s also because this is the first weekend since November that I haven’t had some kind of sexual release with either Katie or her mom, Becky. It’s not helped by being in such close quarters in this hotel room with Mom after the frank sexual discussions we’d had in the car on the way here. It was mind-blowing to think that my parents were swapping with the Kowalskis. Mrs. K is a tall and pretty blonde with a slim figure and now I was wondering what she looks like naked and if she was a natural blonde. Damn!

I took my shower first, and yes, I jacked off while thinking of Katie. Okay, I thought about Becky, too, and a few thoughts crept in of Mrs. K while I stroked my rod with a soapy hand. I didn’t linger too long in the shower, considering that, and was soon rinsed off and dried. I dressed in long lounge pants and a t-shirt before coming out of the bathroom. Mom took her shower next and came out with a towel wrapped around her, under her armPits, and it barely was long enough to cover her pussy and ass. She told me she’d forgotten to take her nightgown in with her. Just as she was going back into the bathroom to change into her nightgown, her towel fell completely off her and I was treated to a full view of Mom’s naked backside. She squeaked in surprise and leapt into the bathroom in one bound.

“I’m sorry, John,” Mom said when she came out of the bathroom. “I didn’t mean to give you a peep show.” She was wearing a mid-thigh-length sky blue satin nightgown with lace around the hem and the top. It had a V neck that took a deep plunge between her breasts. A lot of skin showed through the lace and I could easily make out the curve of her breasts and a hint of her nipples poking at the material.

I waited until I could hear Mom’s breathing change and was sure she was asleep, then I squirmed out of my lounging pants and pushed the sheet down below my knees. My cock was already hard because I’d been treated to this show by Mom and thinking about the lovemaking I was missing by being out of town this weekend.

I was off in my own little world, stroking mostly to thoughts of Katie, but also about Becky, and a little bit about the brief glimpse I got of my Mom’s naked butt, when Mom sat down beside me on my bed. I scrambled to get my blankets pulled up, but she was sitting on them and they wouldn’t budge. Mom was laughing at my predicament.

“It’s OK, John,” Mom said, reaching to gently stroke my face. “I know all about being horny.”

She leaned down to kiss me. I thought it was going to be on my cheek, so I turned my face a little, but Mom grabbed my chin and planted a kiss right on my lips. She’s never done that before. I was shocked enough that I didn’t pull away from the kiss, and I guess I reacted automatically when her tongue brushed my lips, asking to join the party, so my lips parted and my tongue slipped out to meet hers in a hot French kiss.

I was so caught up in kissing her that I didn’t notice how she had thrown a leg over my hips, straddling me, until I felt her cool hand take hold of my cock and guide it into her pussy. She was so wet that she slid right down on me in one easy motion and our pubes met before the reality of it sank in. I was fucking my own mother!

Mom broke the kiss and sat up, grinding her pussy around on my shaft. I was about to ask her what the hell she was thinking, but she smiled and placed a finger over my lips to keep me quiet. She grasped the hem of her nightgown and pulled it off over her head in one smooth motion, revealing her nakedness to me.

Mom is just a little shorter than either Becky or Katie, with long dark brown hair that she usually pulls back in a ponytail. Some people would say she could stand to lose about twenty pounds but it’s not like she’s fat. Whatever extra weight she carries is well-distributed, giving her generous hips and a round ass to go with her full round boobs. They’re a little bigger than Katie’s and Becky’s, a generous C-cup if I had to guess, and they don’t sag much. Being a fourteen-year old boy, I notice anyone female, so yes, I’ve noticed my mom. I’d classify her as a MILF, too, but I never in my life thought I’d ever be with her like this.

Mom took both my wrists and guided my hands up to her tits, placing my palms directly over her big, pale pink nipples. She moved her hands over mine and squeezed them, urging me to squeeze her tits, directing my hands to rub and stimulate her already hard nipples as they bored into my palms, keeping my hands in place so I didn’t pull away. I took the hint and kept up the motions when she finally moved her hands away.

All this time, she was slowly riding my cock, never letting more than an inch or so slip out of her, and often grinding her clit down against the base of my cock as she made love to me. Once she seemed satisfied that I wasn’t going to bolt out of bed and lock myself in the bathroom, Mom leaned down to kiss me again, still humping and grinding slowly on my dick.

“I’ve wanted this, John,” she whispered after bending down to kiss me. “Thinking about you and Katie almost had me jealous, you know, thinking about how she got to make love with such a sexy young man.”

“This is kinda weird, Mom,” I protested.

“But also kinda hot,” she giggled. “Just relax, baby. You and I were both going to masturbate, anyway, and this feels so much better than masturbating.”

She kissed me again and started to ride me a little more emphatically. I started to thrust up into her as she came down, which soon left us humping frantically against each other. I lasted just long enough to push Mom to a climax. When she went over the edge, the combination of sights and sounds, the squeezing of her slick pussy walls around my dick and the weirdness of having my own mother orgasm on my dick all hit at once and I blasted off inside her.

Mom lowered herself down, mashing her firm tits against my chest and let out a happy sigh. I held her and stroked her back and sides while she recovered from her climax. My cock was beginning to soften but was still inside her. I could feel the cum oozing out around where we were joined together, being forced out by the little contractions still rippling through Mom’s vagina in the aftermath of her orgasm. Mom stirred a little after a few minutes of this post-coital bliss and whispered in my ear.

“John, I have a request that may seem a little odd, but something that really gets me off is when my lover eats my pussy after we’ve had sex. You can say no if that seems too icky, but it’s something I really would like right now.”

“Dad licks his own cum out of you?” I asked incredulously.

“Or sometimes he licks me after Charles has had me, or vice versa,” Mom confessed. “It’s a fetish they both share.”

“That’s pretty far out there,” I admitted.

“Are you ... what is that word? Are you squicked?” Mom asked, concerned that she’d asked too much.

“Maybe a little,” I told her, “but I’ve learned with Katie to be open to new things and try to do what my lover needs me to do.” I’d had a few little tastes of my own semen by now, mostly because Katie was prone to kissing me right after she’d given me a blow job, but I had never licked up an entire load of it before. Besides, I reasoned, it’s going to be mixed with pussy juice, so it won’t be all bad. The truly weird part was that I was having sex with my own mother. Right?

“OK then, lover,” Mom whispered before giving me a deep kiss. “How about I sit on your face and let you clean me up?”

I nodded and Mom sat up a little before knee-walking up my torso and planting her dripping pussy on my face, not giving me much time to have second thoughts about the load of my own cum that was drooling from her slit. I took a tentative lick, more at Mom’s clit than at her hole, and heard her moan of approval. I licked around, tasting more of myself than I ever thought I would and found myself starting to enjoy it.

It took about ten seconds of lapping at my mother’s cum-filled pussy before I was hooked. Mom climaxed twice while I was drinking my own juices from her twat, and by then my cock was rock hard again. She rolled off me and saw that I was ready again. Rather than make love with me again, though, she gave me a loving blowjob and shared some of it with me in a kiss, then we moved over to Mom’s bed and curled up together. I thought we’d go to sleep there but Mom still wanted to talk a little. She wanted to tell me more about what she and Dad were doing with the Kowalskis.

“If you say so,” I muttered, unsure if I really wanted to be having this conversation.

“I do say so,” Mom answered, “and I think I have some more confessing to do about your dad and me and our relationship with the Kowalskis.”

“You don’t have too, Mom,” I protested. This was such a violation of rule four!

“I won’t go into blow-by-blow details,” Mom assured me. “I just wanted you to have a clearer picture of how things got started so you’ll know and understand more about things.”

“Okay...” I said.

“The whole thing started when your Dad met Linda, Mrs. K as you call her. The two of them started having an affair right after school started.”

“I thought it was sooner than that,” I said. “Dad was so infatuated with Mrs. K that he spent most of the first day of band camp talking to her.”

“He’s admitted that,” Mom said, “and they did start running together in the mornings while you were in band camp, but nothing really happened between them until they went to lunch on the first day of classes. They talked until it was almost time to pick you up from school, and Linda kissed him as they were leaving.”

“I remember they were late,” I nodded, “and that both of them showed up at the same time.”

“The next day,” Mom continued, “they met for lunch in the park. They ended up back in the woods on a blanket Linda had brought with her. They didn’t have sex, but only because your Dad didn’t know what she had in mind and didn’t bring any rubbers. He did say they had a nice round of oral sex. The next day he came prepared, and they met pretty much every day for a nooner in the park.”

“Did you have any clue?”

“Not a one,” Mom said. “I only found out by accident.”

“How did that happen?”

“It was the day before your first competition. We’d volunteered as chaperones and I was trying to find when we were supposed to show up to ride the bus there. I didn’t have an email about it on my account so I looked on your Dad’s. There was an email from Linda there that I thought would have the details. It was something else entirely.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah,” Mom sighed. “She was thanking your Dad for giving her such a good fucking the day before. I was furious about that but there was more in her email. The details of that got me so aroused I quit being angry.”

I didn’t say anything. I just let her continue.

“It turns out that Charlie, Mr. K, wanted to watch her have sex with another man, so she had your Dad come over and do her while Charlie watched from the closet.”

“Did Dad know he was there?”

“Yes,” Mom laughed, “but Charlie didn’t know he knew. He also didn’t know your dad had been fucking his wife for a couple of weeks, either. That all came out later. At the time Charlie thought she’d just seduced your dad on the spot.”

I sensed there was more to this, so I said, “That’s not the whole story is it?”

“No, and one extra detail is what had me so turned on,” Mom admitted. “Linda said that Charlie came out of his hiding place after your dad left, dived right into her pussy and started licking up the load that was oozing out of her.”

“Wait,” I said. “I thought you said they were using rubbers.”

“They had been, at Linda’s insistence,” Mom said, “but they didn’t this time because Charlie insisted.”

“He licked Dad’s cum out of her?” I gulped.

“Linda said it really turned her on,” Mom sighed. “She and Charlie wore each other out that afternoon.”

“So, the idea got you hot and you tried it with Dad?” I asked. “How did that go?”

“It went extremely well,” Mom chuckled. “It also went extremely well after the marching competition while you were at the party and the Kowalskis came over.”

The talk about swinging with Mr. and Mrs. K had Mom worked up again and she went down on me and started sucking my cock. We fucked again and licked each other clean, going to sleep with our combined juices all over us.

February 23

Mom woke me with another blowjob the next morning, again sharing some of my cum back to in a kiss, and then we showered together, got ourselves dressed and were in the hotel’s dining room waiting for a table by seven.

Over breakfast, Mom gave me a prepaid debit card. “It’s got three hundred dollars on it,” she told me. “You can buy what you want up to that limit here at the show, or you can spend some now and use the rest later if you want. Happy birthday, John!”

“Thanks, Mom,” I replied.

“I’ve also made reservations for dinner at a nice place near the hotel,” she added. “They’re for six o’clock tonight, so you have lots of time to hang around the convention.”

“What are you going to do today?” I asked.

“I’m going to get pampered in the hotel spa this morning and go shopping this afternoon,” she grinned. “I should be back by five or so.”

I gave Mom a publicly acceptable kiss on the cheek as we parted after breakfast and went to browse around the displays in the big ballroom. I got a couple of games I had been looking at as well as some guidebooks to help me beat some of the games I already owned. Lunch was from one of the food vendors inside the convention.

The big star they were bringing in was supposed to do his thing starting at three. A crowd was already starting to gather in the secondary ballroom they’d set up for his appearance. I got in there a little late, so I was most of the way back in the room when they brought him on. It was awful. They guy was so drunk or high that he was incoherent. Most of the crowd started leaving and I slipped out with them. There wasn’t anything more I really wanted at the show, either. I’d only spent about half of the money on my card. Maybe Mom will take me shopping for some other stuff soon.