Chapter 1: My Mom and Cousin Rick

OK, may as well get right to the point ... I started fucking my cousin Rick almost a year ago. His dad, my Uncle Jim, had me first so after the door was opened it seemed only natural to let Rick have his way with me as well, especially after the way he’d been looking at me as we grew up. What I didn’t expect though, was my Mom deciding to get in on the action and enjoy her nephew for herself a couple of weeks later. Not that I could blame her. Like me, she was smitten by his teenage enthusiasm - not to mention he has the biggest dick in the family, at least of those I’ve seen.

To be totally honest, I was a little perturbed at Rick’s response to my mom’s outspoken desires. Maybe it was what some people like to call the “Mrs. Robinson” syndrome, I don’t know. Whatever the reason, he seemed to be a lot more interested in fucking my mom than me, to put it mildly. Once he started fucking my mom he and I hardly ever did it. Not that Rick was all THAT wonderful - if anything he was a chip off the block and can be as much a jerk as his father when he wants. I guess it’s more I’m use to men wanting ME more than other women, even their wives, so having to play second fiddle, even if she was my own mother, was a bit disconcerting if nothing else.

As for my mom, for goodness sakes she behaved like a middle school girl when it came to Rick. She loved to tease him at church and even at their house when his mom wasn’t looking - something she had specifically criticized ME for doing. To be fair I suppose it made her feel young again to be fucked by a young teenage stud like Rick. As for my dad, he didn’t seem to care one way or the other. As far as he was concerned, Rick was just a walking dildo his wife used when she was horny. He knew it was nothing personal. If anything, I think he liked it because she stopped complaining about his outspoken lust for Rick’s little sister, my cousin Tammy.

Once the “new toy” luster wore off, my mom settled down a bit. Back home after graduation I didn’t see them together hardly at all and so I assumed their little romance was history, or at least one of those things she kept around for when she was especially horny but otherwise something she kept in her dreams and memories.

So now it was my mom’s 41st birthday. The last one had been rather traumatic. My mom has never lied about her age but at the same time, she’s sensitive about it as most women are. Although she didn’t actually come out and SAY anything, I knew adding on another year was weighing on her and so I tried to think of something that might cheer her up. What I would have really loved to do was call up my best friend Beth and get my mom invited to one of her sex parties. Even though I’d never seen a woman there my mom’s age, I had no doubt the guys at the party would have loved her as my mom keeps herself in pretty good shape. Heck, maybe even some of the girls might like her as well for that matter.

Unfortunately there was one major flaw to my idea. My parents believe STRONGLY in the sanctity of marriage and as such was a cardinal sin. Face it, it makes the top ten list. As a result she has never cheated on my dad. For her, it’s the act that is the sinful regardless the reason or whatever “permission” she might have from my dad. Bottom line ... being fucked by a man outside her family is taboo. The there would be no sex parties for my mom as I doubted she would be able to get away with just blow jobs all night (which are NOT sex, by the way).