Incest/Taboo A Summer of Renewal for Mom and Me

I dropped my shorts. I knew I had to do something to get her out of there or I was going to fuck her all day.

"Ohhhh, nice," she said. "Go get your undies."

I tossed them to her, and she smiled. "You're never going to wash these again. Come stand next to me."

I did so, the tip of my cock inches away from her face. She slid two fingers in and out of her soaked sex while the other hand pinched and pulled her nipples. My briefs lay on her hard, flat abdomen.

"I love your cock. You're bigger than Hank and Kyle. You'd fill my pussy and hammer my cervix. I bet you cum a lot, too."

I stroked faster. She knew filthy talk was like gasoline atop my erotic fire. Then it was my turn. "You look amazing when you're being fucked by your son."

"Ahhhhh," Aubrey moaned. "More; say more!"

"I watched as you held his face against your pussy, cumming, splashing him. He drank your cum like a sex slave should." Aubrey's fingers rammed faster. I knew she was close. "Your son fucked you so hard, slamming his young, hard cock in and out of the one pussy it should never be back inside."

Aubrey's eyes were locked onto mine. I could hear the slosh of her fingers in her pussy; she was panting.

"Then you came," I said. "You orgasmed on your son's erect penis. It was shooting out of your pussy, all over your dirty union. Your son rammed into his mother's cunt hard and filled it with cum."

Aubrey released her grasp on her nipple, grabbed my briefs, and held them inches away from her pussy as she grunted. A jet of her fluid flew out of her vagina and splashed on my briefs. She was quaking. She came again and launched another jet. "Cum, Rex," she panted. "Cum all over my face."

I was there. I pointed my erection at her open mouth, and with three strokes, my cum shot out. Most of it landed in her mouth; the rest splashed on her face. I somehow managed two more jets after that, which landed on her modest tits and hard abdomen. I stepped back, releasing my cock, gasping.

Aubrey got up. "Fuckin' wow. You cum like a fountain."

Still feeling wicked, I said, "You cleaned his cock. You liked it, tasting yourself. I bet you'd eat Beth."

Aubrey wiped her pussy with my briefs, then tossed them to me as she picked up her clothes. She made no move to dress or clean my cum off of her face. "In a flash if she wants. I want to watch Hank fuck her. I want to tie him to a chair and have him watch me fuck his son and watch his kids fuck. Never gonna happen, but I can dream."

Aubrey walked to the door, but she turned back to face me. "I'll be with Karl later. I expect you to be watching."

She opened the door and stepped out. Just as she was closing behind her, she proved that she'd saved the best for last. "... Like your mother does."

By two o'clock, it was sunny and hot. Everybody was at the beach. Beth's friends showed up. I turned the telescope onto them, specifically. Beth kept looking at Kyle while she talked to the other girls. I could tell they wanted her to go with them, but that she wanted to fuck Kyle. Then Aubrey was talking, and soon all the girls left. As they did, Aubrey looked right at the tower and gave a tiny wave. My cock was hard, fueled by the inner vision of that same woman climaxing in the chair.

Mom was in her beach chair behind the Scanlons. She would look up at the tower occasionally, holding her eyes on it. I wondered if she was willing me watch her instead of anyone else.

Hank fell asleep, and Aubrey got up and walked towards the grotto. Kyle scrambled to his feet and followed. Mom picked her head up. When Aubrey and Karl were almost at the entrance, she looked up at the tower, got up, and followed them.

The sun was baking the tower, and I was pouring sweat. I moved the telescope to the grotto. As with last time, both of them were naked by the time they emerged from the pathway. Aubrey wasted no time, angling Kyle so I would have the best view before dropping to her knees. She looked up at me as she took her son's penis into her mouth. Karl leaned his head back, no doubt sighing from the feeling of his mother sucking him.

My mother shocked me, then. She moved into the same spot, stopped, and looked up at me as she reached behind her back and released her top, letting it fall to the ground. Her breasts -- perfect cones -- stood out, her nipples rigid and long. Still staring at the tower, she slid her fingers under her waistband and pushed her bottoms down her trim legs, all while still looking right at me. She stepped out of the bottoms; her pubic bush looked wet. She reached between her legs and ran her fingers down and between them, pretending it was her hands that were spreading them. Then she started to rub her pussy. I had to stop masturbating, or else I would've blown my load far too early.

Mom had a small bag with her, and from that, she extracted a flesh-colored dildo. She turned her back to me, bent over, and grabbed a tree with one hand. Her vagina was wet, red, and open. While peeking through the trees at Aubrey being fucked, Mom took the dildo and slowly pressed it into her pussy. The head parted her lips and slid in. I ejaculated, no hands; my cock spurted and spurted all over the floor as I watched my mother masturbate.

Aubrey and Kyle were having a quickie. She was on her back on the towel, legs around Kyle as he hammered her, going for it. When Aubrey came, I recognized the look on her face. Mom was still masturbating; she didn't squirt like Aubrey but unleashed a flood. I watched it pour out and run down her legs. My cock was hard again, but I wouldn't touch it. I wanted to be ready.

I watched Karl's ass flex as he came inside his mother. Aubrey looked past his head at me. I could hear her thoughts: This could be you.

No thanks, I silently replied to nobody.

He rolled off his mother and she followed, taking his deflating penis in her mouth to clean him. Then he took his turn, licking his cum out of his mother's pussy.

Mom came once more -- when Karl had. More of her essence had run down her legs. She stood up and turned to face me and slowly slid the dildo into her mouth, cleaning it, taking it all.

Oh, fuck, I silently groaned to no one - but I wished I could be groaning it to her.

The sky had darkened while they'd all been getting off. Mom got her suit on quickly and darted away while Aubrey and Karl talked and dressed. A light rain had started. Mom walked briskly across the beach, looking up at me as she headed for the house.

The drizzle settled into a warm summer rain. I sat in the chair and watched the clouds move. An hour later, the radio squawked, relieving me of duty. I walked back to the house in the rain in just my shorts, enjoying the relief from the oppressive heat of the last few days.

Mom was standing in the big room when I walked in. Her hair was damp, and she was wearing a different bikini. It covered less than the others. Her pubic hair was pressed flat and sneaking out the edges. Her nipples were long and hard. She was biting her lip lightly.

"You're soaked. Don't move."

Mom got a big beach towel and set to work, rubbing my hair and then slowly drying my back, chest, and arms. She looked deep into my eyes whenever her position allowed, but pointedly ignored the bulge of my erection, even when she knelt down to towel off my legs.

"You should go shower and change," she said as she rose. "I did. It made me feel warm."

I walked towards my room. "I liked the rain; it was warm and wet."

I heard Mom's quiet gasp as I closed my door.

Mom was on the couch in that same tiny bikini when I came back out after my shower. It was raining, and it felt like it would rain all day. Mom had a movie on that I didn't recognize. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her shoulders. She smiled and put her hand over mine.

"I talked to Rob today for almost an hour."

Mom felt so warm and comfortable next to me. I had put on my light cotton shorts and hadn't bothered with either a shirt or underwear. She rested her hand on my thigh. "He's divorced now; their daughter Maddie lives with him."

I massaged her shoulder with my fingers. "You two take a trip down memory lane?"

Mom moved her hand up and down my thigh. "Yes. That was a memorable summer." She sighed. "If we hadn't been first cousins..."

I moved my hand and toyed with her hair; she leaned her head against my shoulder. I whispered, "Would you have?"

Mom didn't reply. There was just the sound of our breathing and the gentle drone of the rain. She moved her head until her mouth was near my ear. "Yes," she whispered. "Does that shock you?"

"No, not at all."

I ran my fingers through her hair as her finger traced a circle on my thigh, slowly moving up toward the rigid mound under my shorts.

"Do you want some wine?" I asked.

Mom ran the tip of her finger up and down my thigh. "No, I don't need it."

"I don't think you are being totally honest about that summer."

My mother stopped tracing that circle on my thigh. I looked down as she looked up. "Do you want me to be totally honest?" she asked.

Her nipples were long and hard under the tiny top. Her breathing was deep. Her mouth was open slightly, her lips moist.

"Yes," I said.

She reached up and cupped my face with her hand. "Will you be totally honest?"

"Yes."

Mom moved. I took my arm from around her shoulder as she shifted and turned, laying her left leg over my left and turning to face me. She put one arm around my neck, and the other lay across my abdomen. My left arm was behind her, low on her back, the tiny string of her bikini bottom under my hand.

She shifted, and I felt her mound on my thigh. Her knee moved up until I felt it against my cloth-covered erection. She put her head on my shoulder. Her warm breath bathed my ear as she told her story.

"Roy and I bonded that summer. Like you, we were introverts. The rest of the cousins were wild; it was too much for us. At first, we were just buddies, hanging out and laughing at our crazy relatives. Am I too heavy for you?"

I pulled her against me. "Not at all. This is very nice."

Mom kissed me lightly just under my ear. My cock flexed with the feeling. "I was inexperienced," she continued, "but as we spent more time together, I was aware that my feelings for Rob were more than friendship. We were finding excuses to be physically closer -- play wrestling, fighting in the lake. Then, one night, I lay in my bed and touched myself, thinking -- imagining that it was Rob touching me. I had a tremendous orgasm, and I was scared."

Mom shifted, turning to look out the window. She pressed her mound into my thigh. I felt wetness.

"I think it's going to rain all day," she commented absently.

I caressed her back, toying with the string of her bra. "Yeah, guess we're stuck here."

Mom turned to me, her head back on my shoulder. "No place I'd rather be right now," she said as her leg moved, nudging my erection

I sighed and pulled her closer. I moved my hand back down until my finger just touched her suit bottom. "I've never been happier."

"Happier than when you watched me from that tower?" she whispered.

I let my finger move down till I felt the very top of her ass through the fabric. "Much. Tell me more about that summer."

Mom moved her left hand to my chest, tracing around my nipple as she talked. "When Rob and I were wrestling or fighting in the lake, I felt his erection. I knew that my cousin got excited because of me, and I admitted to myself that he excited me, too. One night, we told everyone we were taking a beach walk. Nobody cared. That was when it got serious."

My fingers were toying with the knot that held the tiny top that covered my mother's breasts. I wanted to pull that string, but I moved my hand away. Mom's finger traced a circle around one of my nipples, just touching it - as if by accident. Her hand moved lower, across my abdomen, and then gently rested on my shorts, over my erection, as she told me more.

"We were walking hand-in-hand on the beach in the near darkness. Rob stopped and turned, and I was against him, face to face. He looked into my eyes. I angled my head and moved in. Our lips touched, and it was like a switch was thrown. Our mouths open, tongues wrestling. I felt his hard cock pressing into my mound. I knew my vagina was soaking wet. His hands moved down and cupped my ass; mine were around his neck. Rob pulled back; we were both panting. 'I love you, Stacy.'

"His hands roamed over my tank swimsuit, over my breasts, and down lightly between my legs. I reached out and gently grasped his erection through his shorts, the first cock I had ever felt. 'This is wrong,' I said.

"Rob's finger pressed the fabric of my cheap tank suit into my pussy. 'I know. How do you feel?'

"I massaged his cock. 'Like I don't care,' I whispered. 'Like I want this.'"

My mother's fingers were running along my hard cock. I tugged the knot on her top and felt the strings fall away.

"Thank you," she said, and continued. "'I want to see you,' Rob said. I slid the shoulder straps of my suit off and rolled it down, exposing my breasts. 'Your turn,' I said as I untied his bulky swimsuit. His erection held it up; I had to pull it out to let it drop. I nearly orgasmed when Rob's hands covered my breasts. I had his erection in my hand. 'This is so wrong,' I said.

"'Then why does it feel so good?' he replied. I had no answer for that. Rob gently pushed my suit down until he could get his fingers between my legs. I nearly collapsed when he touched my clitoris. He triggered an orgasm that made the one the night before pale by comparison."

I tugged on Mom's top. She leaned back and let me remove it and toss it on the floor. She stayed like that, displaying her naked breasts. "You like?"

I cupped one and gently pinched her nipple, "Beautiful. Tell me more."

Mom lay back against me. "We stood in the darkness on that beach, my swimsuit around my thighs, Rob's in a pile at his feet. His fingers explored my vagina, and I masturbated his hard cock. 'Stacy, I'm...' he gasped. I felt his penis flinch, and a hot jet of his cum splashed against my belly. Some landed on my hand, and I raised it and licked it. The taste was unique, but I liked it."

Mom stopped her story. She grasped my cock. "Do I cause this?"

"Yes." I cupped her breast and pinched her nipple.

She sighed. "This is wrong."

"Did you and Rob fuck?" I asked.

Mom got up and extended her hand. I took it, and she helped me up. "Undress me, please," she said.

I knelt in front of her; my face was even with the mound in her swimsuit, which had darkened from her excitement. I put a finger on her belly and traced a line down over the tiny waistband, and then over the triangle of fabric that covered her sex.

She gasped. "You're killing me, Rex."

I pushed the fabric in. "Just getting started. Are you sure?"

Mom opened her legs wider. "Yes, I am. Are you?"

I ran my finger over her pussy barely covered by the tiny triangle of fabric, then back up until I felt the hard bud of her clitoris under my finger. She gasped as I pressed on it. "I want to fuck you all summer," I said.

My mother's body quivered, and wetness flowed through the fabric as I reached up and tugged the two knots. The wet bikini fell between her legs. I leaned in and gently kissed her pubic hair as I looked up into her eyes.

She was crying. "I'm so happy." I extended my tongue and touched her clit. Mom tapped my head. "Rex, baby, it's time. I need you in me."

I stood and hugged her as our mouths met in a deep, erotic kiss. My cock was nestled between her legs. We broke apart, and I whispered, "Your bed or mine?"

Mom moved back and lay on the couch. "Here, now. Come fuck your mother, Rex."

As I moved over her, I took her in. She was a beautiful woman -- not glamorous, but beautiful. Her left leg, bent at the knee, pressed against the back cushions. Her right leg was off the couch; her posture called attention to her wet and open pussy. Her modest breasts lay flat against her heaving chest. Her hands were behind her head.

"How long have you thought about this?" she asked as I lay over her, one arm bent under her neck and the other posted next to her right shoulder.

"Since the night you arrived and masturbated."

Her small hand found my cock; she gently swiped the tip up and down her wetness. "I thought you were a deep sleeper like you used to be. Would you be shocked if I said that I fingered my pussy thinking of my son?"

I felt the head of my erection nestle at her entrance. I brushed my lips against hers as I whispered. "Talk later, fuck now. I love you, Mother." I pressed my penis into the one vagina that it should never be in. Mom came. Her eyes rolled back into her head; her breath turned to gasps; her hands clutched at my shoulders. I paused, not wanting to join her orgasmic interlude.

Mom looked at me. "My son's cock just made me cum."

My need to climax lessened. I moved my hips, sliding in and out of her wet, warm pussy. "You feel amazing."

Mom's fingers toyed with my nipples. "It's because it so fucking wrong."

I pushed my cock in until it touched her cervix. "But so fucking wonderful."

The rain increased its tempo in time with our mutual lust. I looked into her eyes as I made love to her. My hair was matted from the humidity; my sweat was dripping onto her face and body, which already glistened with her own perspiration. She'd pant when my cock touched her cervix. Her finger massaged her clit nonstop. I'd watch her face as her next climax formed and rolled over her, her mouth in an 'O' and her breathing halted each time.

I had to pause to keep from cumming. I wanted that time -- our first time -- to last, but I couldn't hold back. My fucking got random and wild.

Mom whispered, "In me," and I came. A wave of euphoria flowed through me as my penis twitched and released deep inside her. I groaned at the feeling. Mom's fingers dug into my back as she climaxed with me; a flood of her cum poured out over our union.

We lay there, wet with perspiration and out of breath. My partially hard cock was still inside of her. Mom took her hand from between her legs and cupped my face. The scent of her pussy was strong. "How do you feel?" she asked.

As I moved, my penis slid out of her with a slurp, which made us both smile. "Not one bit guilty or ashamed. You?"

I got up and stood over her. She remained reclined on the sofa. The vinyl cushion was covered in so much of us that it dripped onto the floor. Mom traced her finger up her still-open and satiated pussy. "I haven't been this happy in forever." She slipped her wet finger into her mouth, cleaned it off, then removed it. "And it's only June."

Mom got up, and we hugged. I felt my penis stirring again. "Easy, son," she said. "Let's shower and go to bed."

I cursed my grandfather as I bathed my mother and tried to fuck her in the shower. It was just a standard bathtub shower, and we nearly fell out of it.

Mom was on her knees, drying me. "We have two beds. In case you haven't noticed, I get a bit wet when I cum." She leaned in and captured the head of my erect penis in her mouth.

"You cum in a flood," I sighed out, "and I want to drink it."

Mom stood. "Okay: your bed for sleeping, mine for fucking."

"Why?"

My mother blushed as she hung the towel back up. "Because I already have a plastic cover on mine. I love sex."

She turned, and we embraced, kissing deeply like the lovers we had become. She opened her legs; my cock moved between them and rubbed along the length of her wet pussy. She paused our kiss and whispered, "That couch was where Rob and I lost our virginity to each other."

I pulled back and looked into her eyes. "Thank you."

Mom clamped herself to me. "No, Rex; thank you." She was grinding her hips into mine. "I need my son to fuck me again."

I stepped back and took her hand. We left the bathroom and walked across the big room towards the front deck. Rain poured down, bouncing off the wood planks as we stepped out.

"Seriously?" Mom asked.

The rain was warm. In seconds, we were drenched. Our hair hung in wet strands and clumps. I helped her get on the table.

"Rex, no. Not here. The Scanlons..."

I pulled her to the edge of the table. Her pussy was wet and open. I touched her entrance with the tip of my cock. "'The Scanlons' what?" I asked as I pressed in.

Mom laughed as she put her hands behind her knees and pulled her legs back. "They might see us committing incest. Fuck me, Rex."

I groaned as I slid into her again -- so warm, wet, and welcoming. The rain poured over us as we fucked. It ran down my mother's face as she climaxed. Her eyes got so wide. I captured her nipples with my fingers and pulled. She climaxed again.

Looking to my left, I saw Aubrey standing on their deck, soaking wet, mouth agape at our obscene display. She took off the soaked tee shirt she was wearing, exposing her naked body to the rain. Mom noticed me watching and looked over. "She's naked and masturbating. Where is her family?"

The question was answered as we spied Karl at the door. He was staring at his mother, but then followed her line of sight to us. He smiled, shoved off his shorts and tee, and walked out onto the deck.

Aubrey was surprised when her naked son picked her up and sat her on their table. His erect penis waved in the rain for but a moment or two before he slid it into his mother's vagina.

"Oh my, they're fucking," Mom panted as she climaxed. "Where's Hank and Beth?"

Hank appeared at the open door, staring slack jawed as his wife and son bared their dirty secret on the table. He made no move to stop them or intervene; he just watched. I paused, not wanting to cum too soon. Mom and I watched Beth appear at her father's side. She leaned up and whispered in his ear as her small hand rubbed the bulge in his shorts.

"I think you've created a monster." Mom giggled. "Fuck me some more, son. Cum in me."

I resumed. Our skin slapped and rainwater splashed. We stared at each other as we raced to our climax. I glanced over. As Beth pulled down her father's shorts, his hard cock emerged. She held it briefly and then quickly stripped, knelt, and took him into her mouth. He looked down, then gently held his naked daughter's head as he fucked her mouth.

That did it for both of us. I saw it in Mom's eyes, then felt her vagina tighten. She climaxed hard, squirting around my cock as I released.

I pulled out and bent over, pressing my mouth to Mom's pussy and licking our combined juices. She gasped. "Oh, baby. Nobody's ever done that."

Across the way, Hank had Beth on the table right next to Aubrey, fucking his daughter while his son fucked his mother. Mom held my head against her pussy.

I stood. Mom slipped off the table to her knees, taking my half-hard cock in her hand and looking up. "I'm going to suck your cock every day, and I want you to cum in my mouth."

I helped Mom off the table, and we went back inside the house. She hugged me. She was crying. "That one... that fuck was better than the first one. Is it going to be like this every time?"

We were leaving a puddle of rainwater on the floor under us. Through the window, I could see Hank fucking his wife in the rain while his kids fucked next to them. I looked down into my mother's face. "I hope so. Making love to you is impossible to describe: so wrong but so good; taboo but irresistible. That we have to keep it a secret -- well, mostly -- is intoxicating."

I leaned down, and we kissed, deep and hard, our tongues wrestling. We broke apart, panting. Mom held me. "You have an erection, son."

"It's because of my mother."

She stroked me slowly. "Your naked mother?"

I grasped one of her nipples and squeezed. "Yes."

Mom licked one of my nipples; making my cock flex as she talked. "Your naked mother with a very wet pussy?"

I slid my hand down between her legs and ran one finger along her slit. "Why is my mother's vagina so wet?"

Mom moved back; I let my hands drop. She turned and walked towards her room. "Because I need my son to come to my room and fuck his mother as hard as he can and cum deep inside her."

I walked into her room. She was already on her bed, on her knees, with her face on the sheets and one hand holding up a shiny butt plug.

"Lube in the drawer. Plug my ass, then fuck me as hard and fast as you can. I can take it; hell, I need it."

I placed the tube on her back and the plug on the sheets between her legs. I spread her cheeks with my fingers and licked her asshole.

"OH, fuckity fuck! Nobody's ever done that!"

I paused boring my tongue into her hole. "Get used to it."

Her hand was on her pussy; she slid a finger in. "Any time, baby."

I pulled Mom's hand out and slid a long finger inside her vagina, touching her G spot as my thumb pressed on her clitoris. She grunted and twitched. A bolt of white juice shot out of her, splashing on my belly.

She gasped. "Please, Rex, plug me and fuck me."

I fingered lube into her ass and then on the plug. I pressed the round tip against her anus as I put my cock at her entrance. I pushed both in simultaneously. Mom climaxed again.

I held the blades of her hips as I pounded my cock into her. Sweat ran off our bodies as we panted. I could sense Mom's climax building, and I slowed down. She growled breathlessly. "You're an asshole, son."

I laughed and went back to ramming my cock into her as she came.

Mom had three orgasms before I couldn't hold back and released deep inside her, moaning with the absolute joy of the feeling.

The next morning, we saw the Scanlons loading up their minivan. We walked out to say goodbye. I assumed Mom felt as awkward as I did.

Aubrey broke the tension. "Hey there. We're heading back home. It's a long drive, so we decided that each of us would take a turn driving while the other three fucked in the back."

Nobody blushed. We all smiled. Hank stood by the driver's door. Mom and I watched as Beth pulled off her tank top, revealing her cute teacup breasts, and then shoved her shorts off. She paused with them halfway down her legs to give us a look. "Better close up?" she asked.

I nodded.

Karl and Aubrey finished stripping, and the three of them tossed their clothes in the van. Karl was already fully erect. Hank opened the driver's door. "Gonna be a hard trip." He laughed at his own joke.

"Don't get in a wreck," Mom said, and we all laughed together.

Mom and I were in the shower. She was washing my chest. "All this happened because we watched incest."

I cupped her perfect breasts. "Yes, that's true. It inspired me -- us."

Mom gently washed my growing cock. I could barely hear as she said, "I sent a video to Roy... of us."

I froze.

Mom held my erection, her index finger rubbing the spot behind my scrotum, as she moved in close to whisper in my ear.

"He sent one back."​