I was seeing my mother in a different light as I had just an hour ago. I was seeing her and feeling her both as a caring mother taking care of her cub and a sexy bitch I wanted to fuck again. I felt my cock punch at the zipper of my jeans. Mom I think noticed it too.
Dad was grabbing his balls. I think something in Mom’s voice had once again wakened Dad. He knew Mom petty good and what ever he was hearing was getting him all horny. Something in her voice, something in the conversation or maybe it was me.
Maybe I was the catalyst that binds and since we’ve already had a threesome maybe Dad wanted another shot at it. I was listening but my mind was else were.
I said “Mom you’re so beautiful I just had to have some of you. I’m not sorry. Hell; I’m getting all horny all over again. Can we go inside and do that threesome thing again?”
Dad smiled, Mom looked at Dad and then back at me. Mom smiled and held out her hand to me.
She said “This time we’ll all enjoy one another relaxed and up front about everything.”
She looked at Dad and said “Come on ass-hole you too.” She said that with love in her voice. My Dad is a smooth son of a bitch. Mom was doing all the talking but he was pulling her strings.
An hour later I was in my bathroom very gingerly washing a sore dick. The poor thing had been bit, squeezed, pulled and jerked.
When I left Mom and Dad, Dad was nearly asleep while Mom was smiling as she cupped a hand over her pussy and ass hole.
Dad and I had each gotten a blow job while the other watched, we each had fucked Mom and then I had my first sandwich ever. That was so great. Mom loved it and she had climaxed so many times I lost count. I don’t think she cared.
My Mother was a fucking nymphomaniac. I wondered how I could have missed that all these years.
During this free for all we had agreed we would some how get Dad to catch Gina and me in the sack. Then have Mom catch Dad and Gina fucking. Mom would make Gina agree to not to see me any more and in return Mom would not tell her mother she was fucking my Dad and me.
After a long hot shower I rested. It was late afternoon when I woke. I slipped on jean shorts and a T-shirt and went down stairs.
Mom was in the kitchen making something for dinner. I found a beer, sat at the table and watched her move around the kitchen as if nothing had happened today.
I said “Mom does this change any thing? I mean we’re family and this kind of thing is called incest and considered wrong. What do we do?”
Mom said “Not tell any one would by my suggestion.”
I laughed, so casual I said “Gee why didn’t I think of that.”
“Bill, my darling son that is what Mother’s are for.”
We laughed. I said “I was thinking of moving over to Grandpa’s house. I know it too big for just one but I think it’s time I was out on my own. I got the money now, and I may as well start living my own life. What do you think?”
“Well; Grandpa did leave you the house, car and a find trust account. Its up to you. I think you’ll do what ever you feel is best for you.”
I asked “Have you and Dad talked about what we did today?”
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