Richie's Mom
Copyright© 2026 by cv andrews
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - "My mom's got a crush on you." That's what my best friend Richie said one night when we were just hanging out in my back yard. "Davey, my mother's got a serious crush on you” Of course I was sure he was just clowning around, fucking with me just for the heck of it. I mean, sure, I'd known Richie's mom for ages, since we were seven and in the second grade, and yeah, she's real cute and I've seen her in a bikini and she's got a great body and stuff. But, c'mon – Richie's mom...?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Incest Mother Son Father Daughter Gang Bang Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Fisting Oral Sex Squirting Teacher/Student
“David?”
“Yes?”
“David, there’s something I’d like you to see. Or maybe I should say, something you need to see.”
“David, I guess you must have some questions about ... about what just happened ... here.”
Hell, yes, I have some questions.
But before I could answer, Carole went on.
“It must have come as a shock, the way Richard and Van just came into our room when we ... when we were fucking. And then that Vanessa laid down on the bed ... next to us ... and that Richard got on top of her and ... well, you were there...
Yeah, I was there alright!
“And then, when Van and I, well ... you saw. And, well, you probably got the feeling that that wasn’t the first time that’s happened ... or maybe not exactly that, but ... you know ... something like that...”
Yeah, I got that feeling. That – the thing with Carole and Van on the bed, just minutes ago – yeah, they – both of them – slid into that scene wayyy too easily for that to be a first-time thing.
But what could I say?
“Yeah, it looked like you and Van had maybe done something like that before.”
“Well, you’re right – that wasn’t the first time that Van and I have ‘done something like that before.’”
Before I could say anything, or ask the obvious questions, Carole went on to finish what it was she had to say to me.
“David, there’s something I need you to see. But before you do, I need you to know that I love you, more than anything else in the world. And I want us to be together for ... forever.
“Do you know that, David ... do you believe that?”
Yes, I believe that.
I have to believe it.
“Sit here,” she propped up a bunch of pillows against the headboard and patted them, indicating that I should sit there. “I’ll get some water.”
She went downstairs, and in a minute she came back with several bottles of water. She handed one to me and set the others on the bedside table, then went to the TV that was on the dresser and inserted what looked like a small SD memory card in the slot in the back. She came and sat down in the bed beside me.
She took the remote and turned on the TV, then switched to the right input for the memory card and pressed play. As the picture came on I could see that it was someplace indoors. And it was strange, but it looked like someplace I know – that I’m familiar with, but it looked different, too.
Than whoever was making the recording pulled back and I could see place better. And it’s our basement! I mean, the big finished room in the basement in my parents’ house. Except like I said, it looks different in this video, like ... like it’s more ... more “comfortable,” if that makes any sense.
Then camera moved and some people came into the picture. Then more people, and it looked like all of them were wearing ... they weren’t wearing normal clothes, like street clothes, or even around-the-house clothes.
Instead they all seemed to be wearing some kinds of robes or dressing gowns or kimonos. It looked like there were four people – two men and two women. Plus the person doing the camera, I guess. And they were just standing around, moving around, not doing much of anything...
Until one woman untied the sash on her robe and let it fall to the floor. The camera had only a rear quarter view of her, and whoever she was, it looked like she had a nice figure.
Then the woman turned more toward the camera and...
HOLY SHIT! It was my MOM!!
I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
I turned to look at Carole but I couldn’t even make my voice ask the question...
But it was obvious to Carole. She didn’t say a word – just looked at me and kind of nodded with her head and with her eyes.
“Yes, that’s your mother.”
Now that the shock – or the initial shock, at least – had worn off a little I was able to look again at what was going on in the video.
I’d always thought of my mom as being thin. Not skinny, by any means, but thin – maybe “slim” would be the word. But now that I could see her without the loose dresses or the practical jeans and slacks and blouses and sweaters she usually wears I could see that my mom – my plain old Mom – had – has – a really sexy body. Yeah, she’s “slim,” but she has these beautiful long curves, with straight legs and a firm, nicely-rounded butt, and her tits are small but real nice shaped, and I think her brick-red nipples are sticking out more than they were at the beginning, when I could first see them.
And she was shaved! Well, at least mostly shaved. There was just one little rectangular patch of fur just above her pussy slit.
Holy shit! Did I just say my mother’s pussy slit?? What the fuck is going on with me?
Then a man moved into view. I was hoping that it was not my dad, but at the same time hoping that it was my dad, as opposed to some other man – another man who was going to be naked with my mother.
Well, it turned out to be hope number two – my dad. And as he unsnapped the sarong he had around him and let it drop I found myself looking straight at my dad’s cock. In fact, the camera seemed to aim directly his cock for a few seconds. And, yeah, sure, I’d seen him in the locker room at the gym or at the swimming pool. And of course I’d looked.
But this was different. Now I’m looking at my dad’s cock, and it’s starting to get hard, and I’m sure that pretty soon he’s going to use it on someone. He walks over to my mom, and she turns her back to him and he puts his arms around her and cups her ... breasts ... with his hands. And he’s feeling her tits, and then mom puts one hand back behind his head and turns and looks back at him, and they they kiss.
And then this other woman comes over to them, and at first all I can see is that she’s shorter than my mom and has dark blond hair – it’s kind of hard to tell in the soft light – and that she has a kickass body that probably looks awesome in a bikini...
And the reason I can see that she’s shorter than my mom is because she’s moved up against Mom and puts her hands behind Mom’s head and they kiss. And it’s not a “friendly” or even an affectionate kiss – it’s a steamy open-mouthed kiss, and I realize that I’m getting hard watching my mom and another woman kiss.
But then they break off the kiss and the woman turns to Dad, and they kiss the same way. Then she turns around and I can finally see her face...
Oh, shit. That can’t be. Yeah, it is – Mrs. Conner. Yeah, the same Mrs. Conner that was our second grade teacher when Richie and I met – and that’s the woman that’s in our basement and that my dad is feeling up.
And then another man walks up to my dad and Mrs. Conner, and he puts his hand between her legs, and it’s obvious he’s running his fingers up through her pussy, and it seemed like he’s Mrs. Conner’s husband. Or maybe her “date.” Anyhow,...
Then “Mr. Conner” turns and reaches out with one hand ... and grabs my dad’s cock, and then my dad turns toward him and they kiss each other.
Okay, I had no idea that my straight-arrow dad swung this way. But in one sense I’m not surprised. Not that I ever in my life would have thought that my dad was gay or bi or anything. It’s just that seeing this video I’m getting the feeling that there’s a whole bunch of things I don’t know about my parents, so ... why not grabbing some other guy’s cock.
Then the camera jiggled and the view swung around crazily like it was being handed from one person to another, until it finally steadied. And this time it was aimed at another woman, and you could only see her from behind but she’s wearing a short silk-looking robe. And then a voice, probably the cameraman (it was a man’s voice) said something and she turned and smiled...
And it’s Carole!
I think I made an audible gasp or gulp.
Carole knew what I must be going through. She pressed the “Pause” on the remote and stopped the video. She took my hand and she squeezed it. I think she did it to try to reassure me.
It did – but it didn’t. There’s no way that it could, at least not right now. She picked up a water bottle and popped open the top and handed it to me, and I hadn’t realized how dry my throat had become.
After a minute she asked, “Do you want to see more, David?”
I nodded, dumbly. She pressed the Play button and the video started again.
Carole turned away from the camera and continued in the direction she’d been going – to my mom. And they kissed, and then Mom took Carole’s hands and guided them both back till Mom fell back on the big sectional sofa that’s in our basement rec room...
... and fell down on her knees between Mom’s legs, and there’s no mistaking what she – they – are doing. She – Carole – is licking my mom’s pussy. She’s eating-out my mom! And she must be doing it really good, because Mom is going wild, biting her own lip and pulling on Carole’s hair, and she’s thrashing her hips so hard that Carole is having a hard time just staying in contact.
And Mom’s crying out stuff, like “Oh fuck, that’s good!” and “I’ve been dreaming of this for the past two weeks!” And finally, “Oh, fuck – yeah, bite my hot clit, you little bitch!”
No, of course I had no idea that my mom was so into sex. Or that she was into sex with other women, or that she liked it so... intense.
Or that Carole was into licking other women’s pussies. And then I remember that it’s less than an hour ago that Richie and Van crashed our bedroom party, and how Carole and Van sixty-nined each other.
Then a man moves into the picture and moves in behind Carole. Carole keeps eating my Mom’s pussy, and the camera moves so now I can see the face of this new guy.
And it’s my dad.
Yeah, it’s my Dad, and he’s going to fuck Carole!
My Carole!