Do All Mums Love a Big Cock
Copyright© 2026 by jack1107
Chapter 5
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 5 - This is the story of a well-endowed young man who is an Antique Dealer. He is attracted to busty mature women. There are many women like this in the world of Antiques. There is consensual incest with his Gran and Mum. He soon has a harem of lovers.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Incest Mother Son Grand Parent Anal Sex Oral Sex BBW Big Breasts
Mum and I were up early the following day. Sally phoned me at seven-thirty to tell me the trailer was coming to Ava’s.
Ava messaged me ten minutes later to say the first trailer had arrived, and she was waiting for the second. She told me she’d ask George for the zapper so she could give it back to me.
Mum and I left early for the meeting with Gary and Sally. When we arrived, Mum’s tradesmen were waiting at the door.
Sally and Gary arrived minutes later. Mum quickly explained what we intended to do. Gary had brought plans for both properties.
We all walked through the building, so everyone had a feel for it. When Mum spoke, everyone listened. She was so professional in her approach.
After the tour, we all congregated at the reception desk. Gary spread his plans out. Sally gave several suggestions on dimensions.
Gary gave her his card and asked her to contact his office with her contact details. The electrician and painter made suggestions about electrical power points and lighting.
Gary had worked in an antique centre with thirty dealers. He was so knowledgeable about the dimensions required.
I was so confident that Gary, Mum, and Sally were handling things.
I said, “This has been a great meeting. There’s a big house clearance to attend to.
“We won’t store any house clearance furnishings in the grain store until we’ve completed all the initial preparatory work.
“It’s best to store all the house clearance materials in the warehouse and the two containers Sally has provided us with.
Mum and Gary both said this was a great idea.
Gary said, “In my experience, a rushed job is always a poor job.”
Gary also said he’d give the electrician details of the power supply for the first two floors tomorrow.
Mum said, “All financial matters must come through my office as we’re on a tight timeframe. I don’t want any holdups because of finance.”
When I heard this, I knew Mummy was looking after me. Sally and I left. She followed me to Ava’s house.
Her two vans were being filled. The two containers were open, and both had a wide selection of blankets for wrapping furniture. Sally and I walked through the house.
Sally saw what impressed her and asked, “Barry, how much are you paying for all of this?
“I want to place a value on it all. We are talking big money here.
“The library has thousands of books. A lot of them are first editions.”
I told her we hadn’t agreed on a price yet. Our problem was getting everything out of the house in four weeks.
Mum’s joiner arrived, and I wanted to know the best way to dismantle the kitchen and have it installed as a feature in the Bistro restaurant.
The guy studied it for over half an hour.
He smiled and said, “This is a work of art. It’s well over a hundred years old.
“I’ll need to find some old floor tiles, as I can’t save the flooring.
“The ovens, stoves, pots, and pans are as easy as the wall covering.
“In three days, it will be the best feature in any restaurant in the city.”
He left, and Sally said, “Barry, that kitchen is incredible. It should be in a museum. You’re lucky to have it, as few people have the space to show such a piece of history.”
We packed and transported so many things. Sally had five helpers and dealers interested in taking space in the centre.
This helped a lot, as 90% of the main house had now been cleared. We were all doing fourteen-hour shifts.
Sally and I were trying to put a value on it all. Sally suggested we take the work we were doing into account.
I paid a lot in cash. The important thing was we’d easily have it cleared. The old stables and staff accommodation were full of collectables.
They could all be designed as room features. Probably Ava didn’t realise the value. I wanted to be fair with her.
The two containers were now complete and stored in the warehouse. Sally and her porters reckoned that another four days would clear the house.
I had approached Gary to arrange an apartment on the second floor. The auction house was now partitioned off. It also had a storage area on the second floor above the auction house.
Tenders had come in for the Bistro kitchen equipment, tables, and chairs that would match the old kitchen features.
One helper was an excellent cook and an antique dealer. She prepared delicious meals for us all during our working days.
I paid her for this. Everyone looked forward to her meals.
Ava was also working hard. She had a massive collection of antique Persian carpets.
Sally told me they had a lot of money, and her stall would attract the right people to the centre. I still hadn’t had my first date with Ava.
Mum and Gran were the only ones who didn’t feel neglected. As our workload decreased, I needed time with Ava and Sally.
Sally had agreed with Peter. She had listed all the usable display cabinets from the auction house, including the vans and containers.
After the final auction, the new company would employ all staff members. Sally would be a director of the company.
Everything she brought with her was her contribution to her directorship. Peter had accepted this gladly and also raised Sally’s housekeeping money.
Tina and her daughter were helping with packing the clearance. Gran had told Tina I was setting up an antique centre, and Sally had told her we were all working on a house clearance.
Tina had phoned me, saying she was interested in a stall and would help with the packaging. Her daughter, Lucy, was home for her Easter holidays and would return to university in ten days.
When I first saw Lucy, you could easily take her and Tina for sisters. They were both so busty, and both of them dressed in a discreet but sexy way.
Lucy also dealt in antiques. She wanted to share a stall with Tina. When we were operational, I told them they’d be one of the first stallholders.
Lucy gave me a card with her mobile number and email address, asking me to keep her updated. She smiled when I gave her one of my cards.
As I gave it to her, I said, “Keep in touch.”
Sally was in charge of the house clearance. She’d taken pictures of every room and numbered them.
Each room had a number and a list of the contents. I worked with Pam Carter, a dealer, who also wanted to take a stand in the centre.
It had been Sally who had us working together. Most of our work involved packaging delicate articles, such as porcelain and ceramics.
Anything fragile, we packaged it. Pam was so neat about her work. There would be no breakages in what we were doing.
I once asked Sally if Pam was married. She told me she didn’t know, as they’d never discussed their personal lives.
One day, Mum came into the grain store. Mum knew Pam as they started chatting.
Pam told Mum she was happy that Barry was creating the centre, as Pam had bought one of Mum’s apartments with a double garage where she stored her antiques.
That night, I asked Mum if Pam was married. Mum told me that Pam had come into her office six years ago.
She told Mum the kitchen and bathroom she wanted, then wrote a check for the total amount. Mum had chatted with her.
Pam informed her that she was separated. She had four children, all of whom had grown up.
Her husband couldn’t afford to divorce her. She loved dealing in antiques. Along with her allowance, she could live well.
I had been working with Pam every day for over three weeks. She’d mentioned nothing about her family.
Pam was a tall, attractive, intelligent, voluptuous woman. She dressed conservatively, though she usually wore baggy jeans and loose tops.
I didn’t see her in any sexual way. She was a very distinguished lady with whom I enjoyed talking, as she always could present an interesting perspective.
Time was moving on. Mum’s tradesmen were doing a fantastic job. Gary had the City Council agree in principle to the development.
A fireproof partition separated the auction house and the centre. They completed the bistro, and it looked fantastic.
The old kitchen feature was excellent. Sally’s last auction was on Friday.
Over the weekend, we would clear everything from the old auction house to the new one. The auction house will have its first auction a week from Friday.
Ava had bought an apartment in one of Mum’s harbour developments. She had selected furniture from her and Mona’s rooms in the big house, which the porters had delivered. I asked when I could visit.
“Barry, I want it nice for your visit. Please give me a couple of days to get things sorted. I’m so happy the house is cleared. I didn’t think we would manage it.”
The last three weeks had been hectic. We could see light at the end of the tunnel now.
On Friday, Sally would hold the last auction at her auction house. On Saturday and Sunday, we’d transfer all the display cabinets, rostrum, and other valuable items.
We’d also take the public address system, which was only months old.
Mum’s tradesmen were also working over the weekend, and the auction house, the first two floors of the antique centre, the bistro, and my apartment would all be usable.
Sally told me Peter wouldn’t be home for Friday’s auction. We’d have to split the lots between us.
I was looking forward to this, as there was a beautiful two-diamond ring in an old, grubby box that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned for years. It was the thing I dealt with.
There was no reserve on it. I was prepared to pay three thousand for it. I marked it for this amount on my auction list. Having previously exceeded my valuation, which invariably caused a lot of worry, I would not pay more.
Friday came, and Sally took the first hundred lots. The marketing material for the new auction house filled the room.
I took the second hundred lots, and Sally took the next hundred. There were now 120 lots left.
Sally asked me to finish the auction off, and I agreed. I’d noticed Pam in the room. We exchanged smiles.
The ring came up. Pam started the bidding at five hundred. A guy bid six hundred. Pam bid seven. There were no more bids.
I decided not to bid for it. Pam got a tremendous bargain for seven hundred.
When the auction ended, twenty-four lots hadn’t made their reserve. They’d be part of my first auction.
Sally found it easy because every lot that had been sold had been taken away. Sally came to the rostrum to get the final papers.
She whispered, “Barry, let’s celebrate. At home, I have a lovely bottle of Champagne chilling. I’ve also got a starving pussy desperate for your cock.”
I smiled, “Sounds good to me. I’ll go to the cafe and get a coffee.”
There was a cafe attached to the auction that sold drinks and snacks. When I went in, Pam was sitting and having coffee.
She signalled for me to join her. I got my coffee and sat at her table.
“Barry, next week I’ll be setting up my stand. I have a couple of large display cabinets and some large furniture that won’t fit in my car. Could I hire one of your vans to get everything here?”
“Pam, if we can do it in the evening, I’ll help you. I can give you a space close to the bistro, which will be excellent for chance business, as the bistro will attract many customers.”
“Barry, thank you for the tip. I’m sure the bistro will attract a lot of customers. I’ll take up your offer. Any evening that suits you will suit me. I’m so looking forward to the centre opening. Many people will take stalls there.”
I then told Pam that she had secured a bargain on the ring she had bought. My auction list, with the 3K next to the lot number, was shown to her.
I told her I would bid for it, but I backed off when I saw she was interested.
I told her to get some wire and tie the ring inside her dishwasher. When she ran the wash cycle, she wouldn’t recognise the ring when it came out of the dishwasher.
I felt Pam hadn’t fully grasped what I’d done. I told her I’d message her when I had a suitable evening.
When I went to the office, the cafe was closing, and Sally was finishing. I then followed her home.
Sally was hot. We had both been so busy. We’d also worked so hard. She climaxed on my fourth thrust.
She’d never done that before. Two hours later, I showered and went home to Mum.
Sally was so happy. She was going to take up space in the centre. Next week, over forty people are going to take space.
When I got home, Mum waited for me in her micro-miniskirt and cupless bra. She told me she’d been in the centre today.
The bistro will bustle as the room has so much atmosphere. Mum came twice. I was holding back for later. As Mum cooked dinner, I checked my messages; I had one from Pam.
“Barry, what can I say? I put the ring in the dishwasher. Where did you get the 3K from?
“I would have paid 2K for it. I would have paid 6K for it when it came out of the dishwasher. It’s a gorgeous ring.
“I’m separated. I don’t wear a wedding ring anymore.
“Recently, a few guys have been making personal advances towards me. I’m not interested.
“I’ll wear this ring and tell them my fiancé wouldn’t be happy. Thanks for not bidding. That was a very kind gesture, which I appreciate.
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