With Mom's Guidance
Copyright© 2024 by MrCurrie
Chapter 1
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 1 - This is the second and final story in the series 'A Mother knows what's best for her Children.' It is narrated from Chad's (the son) POV. His mother, Michelle, helps guide him toward a relationship.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt
Author’s note: This story does not involve anal. It includes unprotected sex between family members. This story continues from ‘Under Mom’s Guidance.’
After a long day at work, I arrived home to find Mom toiling in the kitchen. I snuck up behind her, embraced her, and kissed her on the neck. “Smells good, Mom,” I complimented her.
“It should—it’s your favorite dish,” she replied.
“I meant you, Mom, but then again, you are my favorite, in every way,” I whispered, as I cupped her braless tits. She moaned while I kneaded her mounds. The enjoyment she felt with me playing with her tits matched my own.
“Okay, you’d better quit before I turn our dinner into charcoal,” Mom playfully cautioned, before firmly grasping my wrists and guiding them away from her breasts. “Take a seat at the table and I’ll bring it over.”
After we finished dining, I assisted her in tidying up the kitchen. To my surprise, Mom smiled sexily and suggested, “Would you like to join me for a shower?”
“That’s an offer I’ll never refuse,” I replied. Sex with my mother wasn’t out of the norm, but we usually waited until later in the evening. I soon found out the reason—my mother was horny and needed relief. It wasn’t long before I was banging her against the wet shower walls, her legs wrapped around me. After satiating our sexual desires, we dressed and adjourned to the living room.
Thirty minutes later, Mom fetched a plate of cookies and placed it on the coffee table, along with a teapot and several cups. Addressing my curious look, she explained, “I invited Carol and Alice over for the evening. You don’t mind, do you?”
“Of course not,” I replied. “It’d be more fun with only Carol, but I’m game for a relaxing night with my aunt and cousin.”
“Thanks, sweetie. I’ll make it up to you after they leave,” she promised.
“The shower was a pretty substantial down payment, Mom,” I stated, grinning. “It should help me from getting too horny, hanging around my cute relatives.” After thinking about it for a second, I continued, “That was your plan, wasn’t it? If so, it worked perfectly, and I couldn’t be happier.”
She smiled widely, surprised that I saw through her actions, but wasn’t upset by it. Before she could answer, the doorbell chimed. She jumped up and greeted them with a light hug and kiss. They settled into the comfortable easy chairs, while Mom and I nestled onto the couch, opposite them. The three of them engaged in lively conversation, pausing only to take a sip of tea or a bite of a cookie. It’d been a while since I’d seen my cousin, Alice, and her youthful beauty had only improved with age.
Her charming Asian features mirrored her mother’s, while their hairstyles also matched—each with silky, black hair framing their faces, their bangs barely above their eyebrows. The color of their wide eyes mirrored the hue of their hair—dark brown, almost black. Alice’s lips were fuller and very inviting, especially with the shade of red that accented her creamy-colored flesh.
Lowering my gaze, it was obvious her breasts were larger than her mother’s, and I was surprised to observe the outlines of a bra, knowing her mother never wore one. Her legs were clad with conservative chino pants, matching her mother’s. All in all, she was a sexually alluring, desirable woman, and it puzzled me why she accompanied her mother, visiting us, rather than out on a date.
Several hours later, they departed, with Mom hugging them goodbye. Alice uncomfortably shook my hand and remarked, “Nice seeing you again, Chad.” Carol smiled and led her daughter out the door. Mom was an unleashed cougar in bed that night, and I attributed it to being around the sexy women all night.
This trend continued every other night for a week, before one night after they left, Mom confessed, “Chad, let’s sit and talk for a bit. I need to get something off my chest.”
I cupped and squeezed her breasts, giggled, and responded, “Let me help you with your chest problem, Mom.” I played with her tits for a moment, gently pulling them, before she gripped my wrists and said, “I’m serious. I think I overstepped my bounds and need to come clean.”
She poured her heart out, exposing her deep fears of our relationship ending, if and when I found someone my age. After describing her attempt to match Alice up with me, she rested her head on my shoulder and cried.
“I’m so selfish and feel so bad for holding you back. Can you ever forgive me?” she asked, between sobs.
“Mom, there’s nothing to forgive,” I replied, wiping her tears away. “I love you and always will. If I do find someone I wish to marry, I’ll still love you the same as I do now. No one will ever take that from us, and if my future wife isn’t agreeable to me making love to my mother, whenever you need it, she won’t become my wife.”
She kissed me and cooed, “I love you so much. You always know what to say to me. So, now that you know what Carol and I have been up to, what do you think about helping Alice?”
“You know I’ve always had a crush on my cute cousin, Mom,” I replied. “She’s as pretty as her mother, has a hot body, and is a joy to be around. I’ll do whatever it takes to help her through her problems. Although I have to admit, it’s going to be tough not to have sex with her, abiding by Carol’s desires, but I’ll adhere to her guidelines.”
“Thanks, Chad,” Mom said, sighing in relief. “All we’re asking is for you to support her and, if possible, help her regain her self-confidence. Carol believes that her past lifestyle has led to her feeling depressed, and she needs stability. We want to avoid any actions that might negatively impact her self-esteem, like returning to solving her problems with sex.”
“I’ve always liked her and would love to help her. As a bonus, you’ve been hotter than ever, hiding your fears from me,” I chuckled, causing her to smile, knowing her horny motives had been exposed. “Let’s adjourn to the bedroom, and I’ll prove how much I love plugging your horny pussy.”
After addressing her concerns and desires, Mom’s spirits were much improved. She felt more confident with herself and didn’t ravage my body before the next night’s visit.
Carol and Alice both wore matching short skirts, showing off their exquisite legs, which awakened my horny prick. After a few moments of conversing, Mom noticed my prominent bulge and suggested, “Carol, would you mind taking a look at Chad’s game machine? We think it was infected with a virus and requires your computer expertise. Chad can replicate the symptoms for you. As a bonus, It’ll allow me some alone time to chat with my lovely, favorite niece.”
I followed Aunt Carol’s sexy, swaying body as she sashayed to my old room, closing the door behind me.
Pointing to my desktop, she asked, “Is that the box?”
I embraced her, and while we passionately kissed, I ran my hand up her leg, under her skirt, until my fingers sunk into her slick slot. “Right now, this is the only box I care about.” I croaked, stroking my fingers in and out of her hairy pussy.
“Mmm,” she moaned. “Your mother is so sweet. I wondered if anyone else noticed your boner. Did you get hard thinking about fucking your horny aunt or was it from your time with your Grandmother?”
The hairs on the back of my neck stiffened, learning that she knew about my incestuous liaison with Grandma.
While we continued undressing, I asked, “So, Mom told you? She might need a spanking for divulging my sexual escapades. Would you like to assist me?” I inquired, grinning widely while removing her remaining article of clothing. Once she was nude, my hands cupped and kneaded her handful-sized, perky tits.
“No,” she abruptly replied. “It’s not my cup of tea, but I’m sure your Aunt Pamela wouldn’t mind helping. I prefer fucking over spanking.” She shoved my underwear to the floor and gripped my hard prick, stroking it to full hardness.
“I’m with you,” I agreed. “The reason for my stiff prick tonight arose from you. While admiring your sexy legs, the memories of the last time I fucked my favorite aunt flashed before me.”
She kissed me and purred, “I bet you say that to all the nude aunts you’re holding.”
“Nope, you’re special because you sacrificed your horny needs to bring Mom and me together,” I explained. “If you were selfish and insisted I stay with you, I would’ve missed out on the greatest opportunity of my life.”
“You can thank me by throwing me on the bed and fuck my brains out,” she purred.
“I have a better idea, thanks to Mom,” I replied, grabbing her ass cheeks and lifting her.
“You remembered!” she squealed, wrapping her arms and legs around me, as I brought her up face-to-face. We kissed, her hot body squirming against mine.
“Of course,” I replied. “You had me so horny that night, that my cock immediately exploded in Mom when we first made love. Of course, she climaxed fast, too. It made her horny watching you cling to my body and the following weekend, she made me lift her in the same manner. except for one improvement.”
“What’s that?” she asked.
I slowly lowered her body, until the head of my prick nudged against her groove. “Stick it in, Auntie, if you dare,” I taunted her. “The bed will make too much noise. I’m going to fuck my sexy aunt standing up.”
Her hand nimbly grasped my cock and jammed it into her hot, wet furnace. She yelped with glee, when I dropped her body, fully impaling her pussy onto my spear. Her swollen walls surrounded my buried prick and clung onto it, making it difficult to lower and raise her. She was shorter and lighter than Mom, making it easier to fuck her in this position.
Her pelvis gyrated, as she sought to feel my pumping cock scrape every inch of her sensitive walls. Her groans turned to shrieks and fearing Mom or Alice would hear us, I ordered, “Auntie, bite my shoulder to muffle your voice unless you want your daughter to know I’m fucking her mother.”
She gasped, “Sorry, I’ve missed your cock so much, I couldn’t help myself. It won’t be much longer before I cum on my nephew’s big prick.” Her mouth clamped onto my clavicle, her teeth lightly biting me.
I dug my fingers into her ass and pummeled her quivering quim, and after another dozen strokes, her teeth sunk in as her body shook. Her pussy tightened like a vice around my stem, bathing it with her hot juices. Even with her mouth sealed on my flesh, her wails of pleasure escaped her lips. When her pussy ceased convulsing, I carried her to the bed and positioned her on all fours.
“You’re still too loud, Auntie,” I said, pushing her head into my pillow. She buried her face, raised her ass high, and wiggled her hips seductively. It wasn’t like I needed an invitation—she was a great doggy fuck, and I’d never pass up a chance to drill her horny pussy. Pausing to penetrate her, I took my time to admire and caress her soft, rounded ass.
Signaling her impatience, she humped her hips backward. Holding her cheeks, I slammed my cock to the bottom, forcing the air out of her lungs as she screamed into my pillow. Confident the sounds were low enough, I pummeled her juicy slot, the only noise coming from my balls slapping against her mound and the sloshing sounds from her drenched cunt.
Feeling her body quiver and stiffen, I gripped her waist and pulled her into me, slamming my cock into her clinging cunt. She screamed with another orgasm, her pussy once again attempting to pull my sperm out of my balls. I wanted to release in her when kissing her, so I thought about a million other things, rather than the exquisite feeling of her pussy squeezing and convulsing on my cock.
Proud of abstaining from climaxing, I knew I wouldn’t last through another one. I withdrew, flipped her over on her back, and crawled between her outstretched legs. My cock throbbed with the erotic sights of her puffy, shiny outer pussy lips spread apart, and her rapturous, joyful expression. She loved to fuck and I loved fucking her. We were made for each other.
As I leaned over and rested on my elbows, her hand guided my cock back to her steamy slot. One quick shove, and once again, I was balls deep in my beautiful aunt. My hands squeezed her smallish tits, while I hammered her battered pussy. Her hands pulled my head to hers, our mouths sealing together. With her pussy, tits, and mouth all being stimulated, it wasn’t long before her hips humped into my groin, gobbling up my meaty cock.
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