Jason's Journey
Chapter 6

Copyright© 2017 by Oedipus Rex

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6 - A Black 20 year old college student begins a journey that will change his life, his families life and the life of every one he meets.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Drunk/Drugged   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Cheating   Cuckold   Incest   Mother   Aunt   Interracial   Black Male   White Female   Lactation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy  

As Jason slept, the Scenic Cruiser moved smoothly down the Interstate. His head bobbed in rhythm with the occasional rough spots in the smooth concrete. He had his usual seat in the back row of the bus. It was the only one that could comfortably contain his bulk. The remainder of the seats were mostly a mixture of college students and local residents.

He purposefully took the late bus hoping to bump into May. He regretted not getting her full name or some contact information. Increasingly that connection he felt with her dominated his thoughts.

Out of the rectangular window, the greying skies heralded the coming dawn. The amorphous dark outlines were becoming discernable as trees and low hills, interspersed with wheat and vegetable fields. He held his watch to his face and touched the button on the side that illuminated the screen.

Jason was anxious to see his family, particularly his new baby cousin, Theodore. Aunt Helen called him shortly after Theo’s birth. She sounded tired. She thanked him for all he did to help her through her pregnancy. She went on to say she knew it couldn’t last but that it meant a lot to her that he was there for her.

During Spring break week, they shared an intense intimacy. He felt himself getting hard as he recalled it. The intimacy of the daily massages was their foreplay. He loved the look and feel of her pregnant body. The eroticism of massaging his pregnant aunt’s belly was one of his most cherished memories.

Theo liked them also. No matter how fretful he was, the soothing massages his cousin gave his mother caused him to relax. He seemed to like the old Louisiana custom of frequent sex to “feed” and calm the baby. Jason smiled as he thought that, for that week, the baby was well fed.

The bus jerked as the driver geared down to make the exit and negotiate the semi-circle of the cloverleaf. The bus moved smoothly over the blacktop. The driver braked and down shifted as he made his turn into the terminal. With the ease of years of experience, he guided the bus into its diagonal berth. He picked up the microphone and made his announcement:

“Ben Lomond, Ben Lomond, all out for Ben Lomond!”

Jason swung his legs into the aisle and stood up. He reached in the overhead bin and grabbed his back pack. He moved quickly down the narrow aisle and nodded at the driver as he descended the steps and walked into the terminal. He quickly spied his father standing stolidly by the counter. Jason waved and walked over.

“Hi Dad,” he said brightly, embracing his father.

Adam returned his son’s embrace.

“It’s good to have you home, son! My truck is out front!” Adam said, pointing to the street in front of the terminal.

Jason made small talk with his father as they moved through the small crowd and out of the terminal. As he folded his large frame into his father’s F-150, he thought his father looked greyer, his face more lined then he had when he left for school in March. While his dad had never been a big talker, he seemed more reticent than usual.

When he made his weekly phone call home; it was his mother he talked to most. His dad’s total input for each call was to ask about his health and tell him to be good and study hard. He knew his father took a quiet pride in knowing his son would be the first one on either side of the family to graduate from college. Still, he seemed quieter than usual.

They exchanged small talk as the truck tooled through town. Ahead, Jason saw the turn that would take them to their home. He felt a stirring in his jeans as their home hove into view. Aunt Helen was there and he was anxious to see her. The last thing he had done before returning to school was to convince her to move in with his parents.

His excitement increased as the F-150 turned into the driveway. When he opened the door to the kitchen, Susan ran across the kitchen. She stood on her tiptoes and threw her arms around her son’s neck.

“My baby’s home, my baby’s home,” Susan screamed, plastering her body against her son.

“Hey mom!” Jason’s arms encircled his mom’s waist and partially lifted her in the air. His hands slid down to her full soft hips. The combination of this contact and her breasts and pussy pressed against his body caused his cock to swell.

“Put me down” Susan squealed. She felt an unaccustomed warmth as she felt her son’s cock harden against her belly. Her baby was a man now. He was no longer a pudgy teenager. He was a big strapping man. And, she thought, he is packing some serious dick in those jeans. She felt a moistness between her legs. Sick bitch, she thought, you getting worked up by your son.

“When your mother gets through mauling you, come downstairs and let’s have a beer and talk,” his father said.

 
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