Good Mommy
Copyright© 2025 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Newly-married, drunk and high, Sheila made a mistake. It’s not long before she realizes the resulting son resembles his shadowy, powerful father. While struggling for a normal life, she’s pushed to make decisions. Ones that proclaim her a good mommy, but, when she also falls for a pretty widow with little time, threaten her role as a good wife.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Fiction Incest Mother Son Anal Sex Oral Sex
When at last Sheila popped from the icy water, the ponytail stuck to the center of her spine as she gazed at her husband. Eyes wide and jaw trembling, he was frozen. As soon as her hand slid forward to find his shaft, it surged in her grip. A low moan left him.
“Oh, my.” She chortled. “Somebody really likes a sexy, skinny-dipping wife.”
“Uh, huh,” he mumbled, as her fist gave his shaft gentle strokes. “Oh, God, that feels so good.” He glanced past her, toward the sounds of distant splashing.
“Are they watching?” she whispered, while moving her other hand to play with his prickly, warm balls.
“Nuh-uh. Wow, that’s n-nice.” He shook his head. “I, um, don’t think so.”
“Pity,” she murmured before sliding closer. “Remember how I loved an audience?”
“Um-hmm.” He nodded. “But ... But they’re our ... Our boys.”
“They are. With the internet ... Mmm, baby, your dick’s so smooth when it gets hard like this. Pretty sure they know how they were made.” She leaned forward to nip at his trembling lower lip while pumping him faster. “Gonna come for me, big boy.”
“Oh, fuck.” His heated breath blasted her cheek. “You’re so hot. Y-Yes. Yes. Yes, I’m gonna—”
Right as his spine arched, he thrust into her tightening fingers. When his cock bucked in her speeding fist, she mashed her lips to his, devouring his loud grunt. With each forceful shudder of his frame, a pulse of warmth erupted along her wrist. Only once his rod had ceased, beginning to shrink, did she remove her hand. After a gentle squeeze of his empty balls, she lifted her mouth.
“Better, baby?”
“F-Fuck.” He gulped while blinking at her. A shaky tongue zipped around his quivering lips. “Uh, yes. Wow.”
“Good. Now go up there and burn some meat for your sexy wife.” Again, she nipped at him, tugging on his lower lip. “Gonna need my energy up here. Mountain air makes me so damn horny.”
He chuckled. “Startin’ to think just about anything makes you horny.”
While she didn’t reply, she eased a hand back onto her husband’s torso. As her nails raked his skin, he trembled. His eyes widened when she leaned closer to peck at his cheek.
“You might be right, big boy,” she whispered into his ear before giggling and pushing away.
As she dove deep, his sloshing steps faded towards the shore. Again, the icy water cooled the raging heat within her. Just about anything? Maybe. Somebody, for sure, was stoking the fires. As shadows loomed before her, she managed a smile.
It was still on her face when she broached the surface between the boys. Behind them, Stanley was walking for the grill, shorts dangling from his hand. The lake was shallow enough she could stand amid slimy rounded rocks and swaying algae.
“Hi, mommy,” Donal said with a grin. Edward wore that smirk.
With a lengthy exhale, she rose and squeezed the ponytail, forcing water from it. Both his and Edward’s eyes roamed her swaying tits. When Donal’s hand found the other wrist, her breathing hitched. Circuit-breakers tried to snap into place. Why had she approached them? To tease. Okay, done. She should spin and dive away. Except she didn’t. Instead, she let her son ease her fingers around that thumping beast.
“Good mommy?” she whispered, while the sliver in her core sent blasts of heat through her shaking frame.
“Yes,” he replied with a nod.
Even as she began a slow twisting stroke, the ponytail plopped back into the lake. No sooner had her other hand slipped beneath the surface than Edward’s slim fingers found it. A sigh escaped her; of course, they both needed her help. As soon as her fingertips slid around his slender pole, he moaned. While monitoring her husband working at the grill, she eased her fists along both rods.
“My poor boys.” Her voice was throaty as she plunged deeper into Donal’s glimmering silver-blue pools. Then, after tearing free of the gaze, she watched Stanley’s back while stroking faster. Heat flared deep within her as the lake wavered like a mirage. “Mommy’s so sorry.”
“Oh, mmm. Jeez, mom,” Edward murmured as his clenching hand slipped onto her rear. “It’s ... mmm. It’s okay.”
“That’s good, mommy. So, mmm, good,” her other son added while his fingers roamed her waist. “Does mommy need to come?”
“Oh, y-yes, baby. Mommy so needs to come,” she whispered as her hands moved quicker.
“Ask me nicely,” the towering giant grumbled before laughing.
At that curt sound, she huffed. The world spiraled and her fists sped. While Edward’s moaning intensified, Donal stood quiet. Oh, he was waiting. How far could he push her? No, how far would she let him push her? And when she flicked from her husband’s back to him, those eyes were boring into her. The lustrous, soul-devouring eyes of his father.
“Please baby,” she murmured as a flare of heat drove the last of the lake’s chill from her. “M-Make, um, mommy come.”
His hand shot to her so fast, she jumped. On the rebound, she slapped into his waiting fingers. Even as she gasped, they were inside her and pumping. While she bit deep into her lower lip, Stanley’s distant back blurred. He had to turn sooner or later. He’d spot them. Catch her in the act. Catch his son ... No, her son in the act.
“Oh fuck, baby. Oh, ah, that’s it,” she muttered while struggling to find Donal’s grin in the building haze. Flames roared within her bucking body as she rode his massive hand. “Mmm, faster. Mommy likes it fast.”
“And hard too, I bet? He laughed as his fingers shoved deeper and his thumb sped over her heated clit.
“Y-Yes,” she burbled as Edward bucked in her grip. In her other racing fist, Donal’s mighty cock surged. “Mmm-hmm, m-mommy loves it so ... So very hard.”
“Oh. Oh, mom. God, wow.” Edward’s quiet voice wavered. “Here it comes. Oh, ah. Oh, mmm. Oh, fuck.” Warmth once again pulsed over her speeding, twisting wrist.
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