Chapter 3

That summer morning blossomed into a hot day and Larura decided make use of the pool. She’d suddenly appeared in a dark green one piece swim-suite; I was stunned how sexy she looked!

I had to check myself from groping her; and instead, got into my bather-trunks and we set up some drink and snacks on the poolside table.

The pool spakled brightly in the sunlight and we wasted no time in diving in.

In the pool we swam close to each other; then holding each other, we trod water and kissed leasurely, me softly groping her tits, she groping my nuts; chuckling at both being so well-endowed.

Then climbing out we dried each other in turn before laying out to sunbathe on the deck. It was blissfull just to lay silently together in the sun; soaking-up what was taking place between us.

After a while Laura gently said, “Sorry for that cursing I did when you took me from behind; you see ... it escaped from my past ... when my father first raped me.

It happened one day when I’d just come home from school ... he jumped me ... forced me over the sofa and raped me from behind.”

My mind buzzed ... I felt guilty, although not sure why, “That’s ... so awfull ... your own father!.”

There was scilence, before she said softly, “He was your father too Ben.”

She paused to give it a chance to sink in.

“Mine too? ... Your father was my father? ... How?

Her hand came onto my cock in reassurence and fondled it!

“Yes Ben ... and you’ve got him to thank for this cock of yours too!

Thats why I yelled out like I did; it felt the same ... it spooked my mind back to being raped for the first time.

Her looking so sexy in a swim-suite and toutching me, turned me on; while trying to sort out what she was telling me.

“Yes Ben. It was my own father who got me pregnant ... yet I had already met a young man that I really liked at college!

We’d been dating, and it was romantic and he was sweet ... but he never knew of the sordid affair going on between my father and I ... it was a terrible situation!

And when my boyfriend thought he’d got me pregnant, that young guy felt so guilty about it!

So; he begged me to marry him. And I just couldn’t hurt his feelings by telling him the truth! He became your Dad. And I loved him ... even though the poor man could never satisfy me in bed.

Lara’s hand went beneath my trunks and began massaging my cock, “But there’s something else you have to know Ben.”

“Something else! What else could there be Mom?!”

“Richie Banks, my father, still had me firmly in his vile grip: I was made to visit him regularly: for special treatment; even though I was a married woman!” ; “My God! What kind of special treatment mom I croaked.”