Chapter 2

By this time another dick was through the hole. More cheers and more sucking. The two guys standing back from the hole were getting hard again. They looked at me as I grabbed my underwear and shorts, pulling them both on. I was going so quickly that I forgot to untie my mom’s thong from the base of my dick. I smiled and gave them a thumbs up as I slipped out the door, after seeing that the door to booth 17 was closed all the way.

I made my way out of the video arcade and back into the main store. The young woman working the front counter smiled a wicked grin at me. As I walked past her, she wished me a good night. As soon as I was out of the store, I jogged across the street and jumped in my truck. I wanted to be miles from there before my mother and her friends left the bookstore.

As I drove home reality started to sink in. I’d just fucked my own mother. That was first and foremost in my mind. Then came the realization that my mother was cheating on my father. I kept it together long enough to drive home, arriving just after eleven. The lights were still out in the house, so I figured everyone was still gone.

I grabbed some pop out of the fridge to wash away the taste of the freshly baked cookies mom had left on the counter before leaving for the evening. I looked at the cookie and thought of my mother.

I went upstairs and stripped out of my clothes. I figured I could drop them in the laundry in the event that I have any of my mother’s scent on them. That’s when I realized that I still had her thong wrapped around my dick. I was going to toss them into the laundry as well, but I stopped.

I couldn’t let mom find the underwear in the dirty laundry. She’d given them to the anonymous cock that had fucked her, so they can’t end up back at the house. I untied and pulled the panties off my cock and then stuck them in the back of my sock drawer. I told myself that I’d figure out what to do with them later. I pulled the invitation from my pocket and put it on top of my desk.

I jumped in the shower just in case I had the stench of the store on me. I finished getting cleaned up and jumped into bed before anyone in the family came home. I laid there until probably two in the morning before I finally got to sleep. I couldn’t help but think of my mother and how I’d fucked her. I hate to admit it, but I eventually got to sleep after stroking my cock and blowing another load while thinking of my mom.

It was after eight in the morning when I finally crawled out of bed. My family was downstairs enjoying breakfast when I wandered into the kitchen. There she was, in a pair of shorts and a tank top. My mother was facing away from me, giving me a great view of her ass. The real reason she was facing away from me was that she was making waffles for the family.

I stood there, staring for a moment, before finally grabbing some food and sitting down at the table. The conversation was the usual, what everyone did last night and what they had planned for the rest of the day. My dad said that work had called him in, and he’d have to give me a raincheck on the baseball game. My mother reminded us that she and the PTA president would be chatting about the latest fundraising drive for the high school.

As I watched my mother speaking, I couldn’t help but daydream about her lips wrapped around my cock as it was stuck through a hole in the wall. “David, what are you doing today?” It was my mother’s voice.

“I didn’t ... ah ... I’m not sure.” I didn’t know what to say.

“You didn’t what, sweetheart?” Mom looked at me.

“Nothing, Mom. I was just thinking about football next week.” It was a lie, but my mother would never know that.

“Since your Dad can’t take you to the game, maybe we can finish school clothes shopping after Lori leaves. Before that, I’d like you to mow the grass for me.” My mother smiled at me.

Not knowing what else to say, I just shook my head yes. I sat there and listened to my family talk. I really couldn’t focus on anything substantial. I guess it was a mixture of me only getting six hours of sleep and wondering about my mother and her friends. I’d thought of a million questions I wanted answered. I replayed them in my head over and over.

“Are you okay, David?” Mom was asking me the question for the second time. I’d been lost in thought.

“Yeah ... I’m fine, Mom. Just thinking about football.” I finished my waffles, put my plate in the dishwasher, and headed back up to my room.

As I was picking up my room, I found the invitation for the night before. My heart started racing and I could feel myself start to perspire. I know that I should throw it away, but I couldn’t risk throwing it away with everyone in the house. I decided to hide it under some paper in my desk drawer, telling myself that I will dispose of it later.

I grabbed my cell phone and answered a few text messages from friends. I ended up logging into my game console after my best friend asked me to play with him for a few minutes. It was just before ten when I pulled on my sneakers and headed outside to mow the lawn.

As I walked down the stairs, I heard my mom talking to someone. I figured that it must be the PTA president since my mom had said she was coming over. I walked into the kitchen and saw my mom sitting next to a woman with light brown hair. She looked to be about my mom’s age.

Like my mom, she was thin. Her boobs, however, were larger than what you would naturally see on a woman of her build. Not that I’m complaining, but her boobs looked fake. “David,” my mother called out to me as I walked into the kitchen, “you remember Mrs. Jacobson.”

“Yes, Mom, I do. Hi, Mrs. Jacobson.”

“Hello, David,” she said. As the PTA president reached to pick up a pen, I saw it — a giant diamond ring on her left hand.

It was the same ring worn by one of the women the previous night at the adult bookstore. The red nails and tanned hand also matched. Oh Fuck, I thought, I stuck my cock in her mouth last night! She’d sucked my dick and the dicks of the other guys in the room.

“Sweetie, do you need something else?” It was my mother. Her voice was snapping me back to reality.

“No, Ma’am, I’m just going out to mow the lawn,” I said as I turned and walked out of the kitchen. I headed out to mow the lawn.

As I pushed the mower across the grass in the hot sun, all I could think about was fucking my mother and shoving my dick in the PTA president’s mouth. It took me about an hour to finish mowing the grass and weeding the flowerbeds. I finally went back into the house and found my mother sitting alone at the table. “David, are you still going with me to the mall? We need to buy you a couple more shirts,” Mom said.

“Yeah, Mom.” I smiled at her and wondered if she and the PTA president had talked about what happened the night before.

“Hurry up and take a shower so we can leave.”

I went up to the bathroom to get cleaned up. I was ready in about twenty minutes and soon I was climbing into my mom’s SUV.

The mall was filled with people. School was starting in a week, so there were a bunch of families finishing up their shopping. I couldn’t help myself, I kept trying to sneak peaks of my mom. I tried very hard to push the mental image of her bent over at the waist, taking my dick, out—

“What do you think of this one?” My mother’s voice broke me from my daydream.

“It’s nice, Mom,” I said.

As instructed, I went into the changing room and tried on the shirt. It fit well and I pulled it off and put my t-shirt back on. I walked out of the dressing room, telling my mother that it fit just fine. We found a couple more shirts and eventually a sales associate to ring up our purchase.

“David, I need to go buy something. Can we meet back here in thirty minutes?” My mother smiled at me.

“Sure, Mom.”

I watched her as she walked away, her hips swaying slightly. I probably stared too long at my mother. I felt my stomach rumble, so I decided that a pretzel and something to drink would be a good idea. I was sitting in one of the chairs in the middle of the mall when my mom texted me that she was done. I responded telling her where I was sitting. Saying that she would meet me there, I watched people as I finished the last pretzel bite.

In a few minutes I saw my mom walking towards me, her hips swaying ever so slightly. In her hand she held a little pink and white shopping bag. I instantly recognized the bag and the store it came from. I wondered if my Mom needed to buy another pair of panties because she’d given me a pair the night before. “Let’s go, David. The Mall is getting crowded and I want to get into the pool.” Mom smiled at me as she headed towards the exit.

The next two weeks were strange. I went back to my normal life as the days passed since fucking my mom. The final week of football practice and summer vacation seemed to pass too quickly. Each afternoon I became more infatuated with my mother. It didn’t help when she’d come into the living room wearing workout clothes or her bikini.

At night I’d lay in bed naked watching MILF porn and stroking my cock. Eventually, I’d turn off the computer and stroke my dick with both hands, thinking about my mom until I blew my load into a t-shirt.

The Saturday before school started, I took Becky out to dinner and a movie. On the way back to her house, she started fondling my dick through my shorts. Eventually she pulled it out and started sucking on it. As I drove with my left hand, my right hand slid over her ass, pulling up her skirt. I was surprised, when my fingers didn’t find any fabric and plunged into her tight pussy.

She pulled her mouth off my cock long enough to tell me to head to our favorite spot. It was a dead-end road on the far side of the park. There was never any traffic around and it was well hidden, thus a good place to fuck. In ten minutes, I was pulling Becky’s top off, freeing her C cups as she fumbled putting a condom on me.

She climbed onto my lap, thrusting a nipple into my hungry mouth. Her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock, then she guided it to the entrance of her pussy. I felt the grip of her pussy as she slid down my shaft. I thrust up into my girlfriend as she cried out in pleasure.

It felt different fucking her. The condom made the experience different than the feel of naked flesh I’d experienced with my mother. After her first orgasm we changed positions and I was soon behind my girlfriend, fucking her doggy style.

Becky has the mouth of a filthy porn star. It hypnotizes me each time we fuck. Soon I was close to cumming and I told her. She screamed out that she wanted me to blow my load in her mouth. It took a few awkward movements on both of our parts but soon I was fucking her mouth.

As I looked down at my girlfriend, nearly naked, I blew my load in her mouth. To her credit, Becky took my entire load down her throat without spilling a drop.

We talked for a few minutes as we got dressed and I eventually drove her home. It was midnight when we kissed goodnight at her door. I jumped into the truck, knowing that I’d miss my curfew, but not caring.

Arriving back at the house, I grabbed something to drink and a few cookies. I walked up the stairs and was about to head into my room when I heard the noise. It was the now familiar creek of my parents’ bed and the sounds of them fucking. I could feel my dick getting hard as I imagined my mother being bent over while I fuck her. I resigned to stroking my cock while thinking of my mom.

The first week of school passed by slowly. We really didn’t have any homework the first couple of days, but soon my chemistry instructor was going on about electrons and compounds. Football practice moved to the afternoons and by Thursday the coach was talking about game plans. Life kind of returned to normal. Well, as normal as one can get minus thinking about fucking your own mother.

We won the first football game by ten points. I made a great play to end the first half, stopping a quarterback sneak and forcing the other team to settle for a field goal. My parents congratulated me after the game on how well I played. I was rewarded for my excellent play later in the evening by Becky at our quiet spot.

Saturday was filled with house chores and homework. My sisters got done with their chores first and soon they and their friends were hanging out by the pool. As I was putting away the mower, my mother walked in and headed to her office, saying something about a meeting with a team in India.

It was later in the evening that my family met around the dinner table. We each talked about our day and what our plans were for the evening. My father said that he and his friends were going to play poker.

“The girls and I are getting together to play Bunko.” My mother took a bite of chicken after smiling at all of us.

My dick got hard. I wondered if my mother was going to play dice or go back to the adult bookstore. I remembered that I still needed to throw away my Mom’s panties.

“Kids, I’m going,” Mom yelled up the stairs at my sisters and me.

I got up from my desk, stuck my head out of my bedroom, and told my mother I’d heard her. It was a little after seven and she was heading out to her dice game with her friends. I sat back down in my desk chair and thought about my Mom. I envisioned her and her friends going to the bookstore to suck on strange cocks.

My dick was starting to get hard thinking about my mother. I closed my eyes and imagined her and the PTA president on their knees sucking cock. I imagined my mother stripping out of her clothes and backing into my dick stuck through the wall. I was getting hard and started unzipping my pants to jerk off when my phone buzzed.

It was a text message from Becky. She said that her soccer game was delayed due to the weather and that she won’t be back until close to midnight. She wanted to know if it was okay to cancel our date and if I could still pick her up at the school. We exchanged a few more messages and I agreed to pick her up at midnight. I wished her luck and told her that I will see her soon.

I was just about to pull my cock out and start stroking when it dawned on me — I still had the invitation.

I opened my desk drawer and fished around the back of it until I found the card. Looking at it, I considered the opportunities that it presented. I could use it to get my dick sucked by my mother and maybe fuck her again.

The angel on my right shoulder reminded me that I should have thrown the invitation out the day after I’d fucked my mom. The devil on my left shoulder whispered in my ear that I should take the invitation and go. My mind raced through the morality of having sex with my mother. The angel on my shoulder almost won, but in the end, I grabbed the invitation and headed out the door.

I told my dad that I was heading out with the guys and about picking up Becky from the school. Dad said he too is leaving, going to his poker game and to make certain that I texted my mom that I’d be late. I said goodbye and jumped into my truck.