Incest/Taboo Mom's New Family Affair

Beth said softly "Oh, I don't think shape's a problem" with a giggle as she let the lotion squirt traces over her back and shoulders. Mom just chuckled softly but said nothing as Beth started rubbing the lotion in.

I had entered the water perfectly with hardly a splash, and started doing laps.

Beth smeared the lotion with her hands and started doing her sides, letting her fingers graze the material at the sides of her breasts just as Mom said "He's good isn't he."

Beth was taken aback by the statement, but didn't show it. She wasn't so sure if she was asking about his swimming or something else which caused her to grin.

"Oh I know he is... I think he's going to have a few good seasons while he's going for his masters" as she finished her lower back and poured more lotion down the back of one leg, instantly realizing Mom had just done that before she came down, but Mom said nothing about it and let it happen. "How's Mr. C doing?" she asked as she set down the bottle then started to smear the lotion.

"Oh he's doing good. We're surviving. One thing about his work there is it's profitable enough to where we can pay John's tuition without diving into savings, so the separation is worth it."

"I bet it's hard for you, I know it would be for me!. But you seem to handle it well, Mrs C" she said cheerily. Beth had smeared the lotion up around her ass cheek and hip then worked her way down to her thigh where she realized that she had started not only smearing the lotion but also massaging her thigh. John's mom still didn't say anything though so she continued massaging working down to her calf before starting on the other.

"So, have you got a boyfriend back at school?"

"I did last term, but it was nothing special, he ended up being kind of a dork so I broke it off about 2 months back, but I have lots of friends I hang with. My best friend's name is Kari, she's a lot of fun." Just as Beth started to smear the lotion on her other hip, following the material of the suit, John slid out of the pool and got ready for another dive. It caught both of their attention. Beth's fingers continued to follow the edge of the material and then realized she had traced them deeply between her legs. Again Mrs. C didn't say anything and had no reaction at all. Beth slid her fingers back and attempted to make it seem natural as she continued to smear and massage her thigh and calf. Mom' s attention seemed to be on John as he dived back in and started doing more laps.

As Beth finished massaging the other leg, she said "That should do it" and gave Mom a playful slap on the ass.

Later Beth told me Mom gave her a playful "Ooooh" and chuckle afterwards and Beth returned to her seat as they continued to talk.

"That was a nice massage" said Mom. "Where did you learn to do that?"

Beth told her "Mom taught me. She used to have that back problem, remember? Actually I like giving massages... and getting them too, there's something special about them."

Mom thought about Beth's mom. She had been killed in an auto accident about 5 years before but didn't mention it. They had been casual friends too. "Oh, I know... Sometimes I get so tense. I have a friend at work whose sister is a masseuse. She's not that good, but still manages to get me straightened out."

"You need to let me try! I'd love to help you out. I'll do it for free too."

Beth told me Mom just looked at her and smiled and said "Maybe I will, I'll keep that in mind, Beth". The inflection of her voice was both earnest and cheerful. Beth's impression was that she wasn't just being nice and that she actually meant it. Mom's glance was a just a hair longer than normal and Beth noticed one eyebrow was high over one the lenses as if it was from a particular facial expression. Beth got the added impression she was being checked out by Mom behind those dark sunglasses of hers. The thought of it sent a mild electric shock through her.

I had finished my laps and did one half of another and got out at the shallow end, figuring I'd give them a little something to look at as I walked to the other end and started toweling off facing them. I took my time and intentionally attempted to dry off my swim suit too which meant I rubbed the towel over my crotch and between my legs, as nonchalantly in front of them as they continued to watch. After doing power laps, I knew I had a few minutes before I would have to worry about getting hard again but I knew that wouldn't last long, especially after rubbing my towel thoroughly over the area of my cock and balls in front of them. I put on my glasses and glimpsed at them before sliding my shorts back on. Yep, they were both staring. Mom had a soft smile and Beth a mischievous grin.

I walked over and grabbed a chair and we sat around chatting for a while. Mom had readjusted the lounge and had just eased into a sitting position again. She looked at Beth and said "You know, you have something right here on your top" and touched the top of her own breast to indicate the position.

I have to admit, Beth was cool as a cucumber. We both knew what it was, but Beth simply looked down, pulled the material tight and scraped the majority of it off. She smelled it and then tasted it. "Oh, it must be the icing on the toaster strudel I had earlier. I put on two packs of icing when I have them and I must have made a mess."

"I see" said Mom, but now, behind my own sunglasses, I noticed her nipples had become hard within the cups of her bikini. She then stood and said "I could use some iced tea? Want some?"

We said "sure" and watched her as she walked away. I thought I saw her checking out our reflection in the patio window and turned to look at Beth, not wanting to be obvious. After she entered the house I said to her "toaster strudel?" trying not to crack up.

Beth giggled. "Well, I had to say something... but I don't think she bought it."

"Neither do I, you noticed the nipples..."

"Yep. Something tells me she's not as distant as you think, maybe for either one of us."

"What?"

"I'll tell you later" said Beth as Mom came back out with the tea on a tray. We spent the next hour just chatting and joking around before we split up with Mom returning to her sunning until Beth announced she was taking off saying she planned to see some more friends since she just got back. I returned to my room and started planning.

Beth had really opened my eyes. I saw how Mom had her eyes glued to me like Beth said when she was sunning and I was practicing so I knew if I could draw her attention to my bedroom, she'd peek in. The thought of masturbating for her was actually really turning me on, but god, I wanted to see her reaction so badly too. Not only that, Beth's mentioning if it was her, she'd be masturbating about it after getting to her room. The thought of that made my mind race and my cock hard just thinking about it.

I thought 'I wish I could take a picture of... wait a minute...' and then I realized the perfect solution. A few years ago, mom and dad had bought a video camera to take movies of my swim meets and some of the trips they've taken. That's when I first started working at Best Buy and talked them into a really good HD model. Later, in my second year I took a cinematography course and bought my own with a few additional features and was smaller in size, but had an extended battery. Both camera's had night vision with infrared light sources. The lights on the cameras were somewhat small, but still, it might work!

Mom was still outside and I went to her closet and found their camera and put it in the closet with mine. My plan was to hide the cameras, which should be easy. Mom loved plants and had them everywhere. Even in places where there was little light, like the hall where there was a thin table that had a real looking fake leafy arrangement. That would be one place. The other might be the plant next to the TV in her room. It was a real plant, but really leafy and the table it sat on was just the right height too. I'd use my camera there since it was smaller and had the extended battery, thinking you never know, maybe she'll get turned on if she sees me and no telling what she might do.

When this would happen was simple, it had automatically came to my mind once I really decided to do it. Mom and two other female friends got into the habit of going out for dinner on Wednesdays after work. One of the three, Betty, didn't drink, something about medication, but she volunteered to be the designated driver. Mom always came home, would get freshened up then their friends would pick her up. Mom and her other friend Darla liked their wine and he noticed that upon her return, which wasn't usually late - about 10:30 or so, Mom occasionally would have a glow about her from drinking. Hopefully, she'd return in this condition next Wednesday.

The plan was set.

With it being Saturday, later in the evening I went down to the pub and ran into my usual friends. Often we'd gather there and someone would show up with a few bottles and beer and we'd head off to the river to do some drinking and light a campfire. It wasn't long before Beth showed up with some of her girlfriends and that's where we got to compare notes.

I asked her "So what was that about Mom not being distant about both of us?" That's when she told me about how she found herself massaging Mom's legs and how her fingers had traced her suit bottom so deeply.

"I think your Mom hides it well. If someone had done that to me, I'd be moaning" she said with a laugh. At first I didn't think she thought anything of it, but she complemented me on the massage. I offered to give her one and she didn't exactly reject it. I think she was kind of interested in the idea."

"You're kidding... Wow, I can't actually believe you'd try to seduce my Mom with a massage, but what the hell... go for it if you think you can."

"I might be wrong, but I really think your Mom is primed for something. Have you figured out how you're going to do your part?"

"Oh yeah... and I think it may work, though I doubt I'll catch anything and I'm not getting my hope up too much." I then told her my plan.

"Oh, that sounds great! Promise me I get to see the vids!... even if there's not much on them" she added giving me a knowing look, like I'd hide it.

"Ok, deal.. but you have to promise me to tell me all the details if you get to Mom, Ok?"

"I agree, but be sure to be ready to fuck in the next few days... I should be off my period by Monday, and this is getting me so damn hot, I'm going to want it. After I left your place I gave my clit a workout, but need something more!" she added with a giggle.

"Well, I work days this week starting tomorrow, give me a call and we'll get together.

Monday at work Beth gave me a call saying she was all cleaned up and ready, and we made plans to meet. We got something to eat, then as it became dark, we went to the river area again and fucked like rabbits in the back of my SUV. At the end of the night, she told me not to stroke until Wednesday night so I'd have a big load to show Mom if she chose to watch it all. I laughed and said it was a good idea. We then made plans to keep Thursday night open to compare notes again if anything happened.

Wednesday finally came and I woke to a quiet house. Mom had already taken off for work and I got up and hit the shower. Afterwards, I found an extra electrical strip and extended it into the closet where I started charging the batteries for the cameras.

It was a long day at work and I had a hard time focusing on what I was doing. My mind kept wandering to what I had planned for the evening. It was about 7:00 when I finally got home and as I entered I ran across mom changing her purse on the dining room table. She was wearing a light summer dress which was fairly low cut, a hem a bit higher than usual, though not to mid thigh and her usual heels. I felt another twinge down below from the sight of her. That dress was one of my favorites and really made her look sexy.

"Hi Mom.. Lookin' good! Going out with the girls again tonight?"

"Hi Hon! Yes, the usual Wednesday night. I made you some dinner... it's in the microwave. Have a good day?" she asked looking at me.

"One of those days where nothing seemed to go right. I'm whipped. I think I'll crash early."

Mom laughed. "Welcome to the adult word Hon. Get some rest, things will be better tomorrow" she said as we heard a car pull into the driveway. "That's Betty and Darla... got to go... have a good night" as she kissed me on the cheek.

I said "You too Mom, have fun" as she gave me a wave and stepped out the door.

As they pulled out of the driveway I thought dinner could wait, I had other things to do right now and took off up the stairs. First I took Mom and Dad's camera and checked to see how much time was left on the internal drive. It was over an hour remaining and thought that would be good enough. I took the camera and set it up for infra-red and positioned it in the leafy arrangement located in the hall and turned it on.

I was able to open the screen enough to position it correctly and set the zoom but hit the record button by accident. I noticed the red L.E.D recording indicator. 'shit! I'm glad I found out now' and ran down to the basement and found some black electrician's tape. While there, I also went to a drawer that had extra video cables we had accumulated over the years and got a long single RCA video cable from an old DVD player, thinking it would come in handy too.

I returned to the first camera and covered the indicator and tired again. It worked really good. I then adjusted the leaves not to block the lens and the infra-red light source and pointed it down the hall toward the door to my room. I was glad my door was where it was near the end of the hall. The way it opened, Mom would have to be facing the camera to see me on the bed through the opening if she wanted a good view.

I then went to her room with the other camera. I plugged in the video cord into both the camera and TV intending to use TV to aim the camera, but it wouldn't turn on. Then I remembered the camera used the screen as a view finder and had to be at least cracked to record. 'Shit again!' so I placed electrical tape over the screen and went looking in Mom's bathroom for something to keep the screen from closing completely. I chose a q tip and broke it in half, keeping the other half for the other camera and tried again. I worked like a charm. I set up the infra-red and adjusting the leaves and lens to cover as much of the bed area as I could then turned it off and disconnected the cord from both and put it in my pocket before changing the video settings back on the TV.

When I was finished, I knelt next to the end of the bed to see if the camera was noticeable, especially if Mom decided to watch some TV. It wasn't bad, but the silver color of the body along the sides of the camera could be seen, so I tore off a few strips of the tape to cover the front and then a couple leaves from the back of the plant and camouflaged the exposed areas in front, keeping away from the lens and light source. Opps! I almost forgot the black tape over the indicator. I then did the same for the hallway camera, just in case it too didn't record with the screen door closed.

I went back downstairs and heated up my dinner and ran everything I had done through my head to see if I forgot something. Everything seemed cool.

I wasted some time on the computer with emails and the internet for a while, then decided to do some laps to relax. It was just getting dark on a warm summer night. By the time I had finished, it was dark and near 10:00. I headed upstairs and shed my suit, draping it over the back of my desk chair to dry and thought 'no more clothes for the rest of the night'. I looked down to my cock, it was already semi hard and hanging at about a 45° angle.

I turned off the lights and went to the window on the driveway side of my bed and cracked it so I could hear better when she arrived. The open drapes let the moonlight in and I realized it was a full moon. I had also adjusted my computer's screen saver's setting to last for15 minutes longer. After all, I wanted Mom to get a real good view. I checked my watch... it was 10:15 and went to Mom's room and turned the camera on, and did the same to the hall camera. I was ready.

All the lights were off now and I adjusted my door so it was not quite half open. I checked it from the hall side. It gave a good view of the bed and would only cut off my feet. My cock was getting hard as I ran the scenario through my head one more time. It came to me that it might be good if Mom thought I couldn't hear her or see her, so I quickly got my phone and headphones. I plugged one in my ear and left the other out to listen for her arrival. After messing up the bedcovers a bit and putting a cum towel close, I started slowly stroking my cock. It didn't take long before I was fully hard. I took my time caressing it, holding the hard on, laughing to myself that this was the easy part. Actually, I was actually very turned on about the whole situation.

I didn't have to do this long, as I heard a car pull into the driveway. I heard them talking, but couldn't understand what they were saying, then I heard the car door close and the car back out. My hand sped up. As I heard Mom come in the front door, I popped in the other ear bud and placed the crook of my elbow over my nose to cover my eyes as if I was blocking out the light so she wouldn't be so shy if she peeked. I have to admit, I was quite excited and actually felt like cuming already, but I paced myself.

I didn't play anything from my phone and found that I could hear her soft steps on the stairs, I started breathing heavy, throwing in an occasional soft moan and mmmmm. I didn't want to be too obvious, just enough to catch her attention. I kept this up for a few minutes. Then I really got into it. My hand pumped pulling my shaft skin over the crown of my cock's head and pumped hard, then I'd stop run my fingers up and down my shaft and fondle my balls before stroking hard again. I then gripped it and stroked up in a slow stroke, knowing it produced precum, and then smeared it over the head with my thumb before stroking hard and fast again. I changed my pace and squeezed my ass cheeks causing my hips to rise and lower my hips while still trying to pace myself.

I was really into what I was doing and it seemed I had been doing it for hours, knowing it was only been a few minutes. I hoped it was enough because I felt like I was really getting close to cuming. My hand started a hard fast stroke, and it didn't take long before I came, the first white, gooey load landing high near my neck and the later spurts on my chest and stomach until the spurts lost their power and dribbled down the head of my cock and shaft to my hand. As my orgasm ebbed, my hand slowed and finally stopped as I caught my breath. As I did, I thought I heard a sound that could have been Mom's door latching softly.

I glanced at the gap in the half opened door and saw no one there. I found the hand towel I had near the bed and cleaned up, tossing it into the dirty clothes basket that sat between the door and my dresser afterwards. I laid back and looked at the ceiling thinking I didn't know if it worked or not and if the sound I heard was her door or my imagination. I laid there for a while thinking, then quietly got up and silently closed the door. I was too psyched to sleep so I got on the internet for a while with my speakers off.

I ended up in porn and ran a search for Mom videos on a site. I watched several with my mind superimposing me over the son and Mom as they shown on the screen. I was hard again and started stroking, but the curiosity was really getting to me to see if Mom had watched. I had been online for over an hour and I had to find out.

My cock was still rock hard as I quietly opened my door and carefully and ever so silently made my way to the hall table where I slowly extracted the camera. I headed back to my room, listening at Mom's door for a moment to hear anything, but I could only hear the radio I knew she fell asleep by. Once back in my room, I stopped the recording, found the patch cable and downloaded the recording to a thumb drive through my computer. I tore off all the electrician's tape to keep busy, not wanting to know if anything was captured yet. When finished, I let the drive on the camera reformat to destroy the evidence as I started up the video file on my computer.

If found the file and opened it. The framing was perfect and I saw my bare ass as I walked back to the room and later me adjusting the door as I tested the gap and found it weird to see my half hard cock swinging around as I moved. It was in that green tint you see on TV programs where they try to catch ghost activity, but with the moonlight from my room lit the opening and hall and with the infra-red lighting, everything was shown clearly. As soon as I saw the shadow of Mom come into the frame, I clicked the play button to go to normal speed.

She walked to her door and placed her hand on the door knob and at that second, I thought for sure she was just going to go in, but she paused. I could tell she was walking softly in her heels, almost in tip toe fashion as she made her way to my door and peeked around the door jamb with her back to the camera. I was just getting ready to say Damn! in my head thinking she would stay that way. I was hoping to see her expression, but the next moment of video, she quickly crossed the cracked door opening, probably because I had my arm over my eyes and started watching from the other side of the door jamb that gave a better view.

I could clearly see her eyes were wide as she watched and her arms naturally crossed under her breasts, which was a normal thing for her, but after a few seconds, I could clearly see her hand caressing her breast and her starting to bite her lower lip. I watched second by second as Mom's other arm moved as her hand slid down her stomach and pressed it against her mound over the thin material of her summer dress. I started stroking hard after seeing this as my eyes were locked on the screen before me.

As the video advanced, the fingers of her hand at her breast started to what seemed like her pinching her nipple and he noticed for the first time the other was hard enough to show in the moonlight coming through the doorway. It didn't take long after that to see her other hand slide down to her hem of her skirt drawing it high as it went higher to expose her panties as her hand slid into them. Mom bit her lip again and her posture changed slightly leaning forward and her butt pushing back. It seemed like she touched something sensitive.

My hand was pounding my cock as I watched my Mom finger herself and play with her breast as she watched me. After cuming earlier, it took a lot of action for me to cum again, but I did when I saw Mom's hand at her breast suddenly move and cover her mouth. I thought I must have been about the time I came on the bed.

I continued stroking softly as I saw her watch, then her posture straightened and her hand slid out of her panties. She then tip toed past my door and I could see she quickly entered her room with the door closing slowly.

'Fuck!' I thought as I clicked the off the viewer. A lot of things turned me on, but wow, this was the max. I had just seem my mom masturbating watching me doing the same. It took my breath away.

I went to the dirty clothes bin and cleaned up with the same hand towel I had used before which I found to be already covered in cum but still used it again and then put the camera away. Then I crashed out on the bed, tired and exhausted a bit from sexual overload but then remembered Mom would get up before me and I needed to re-crack the door. I did with a grin thinking Mom would get a chance for another thrill if she peeked in, in the morning. I thought of Beth and reached from my phone and texted her saying only SUCSESS. SLEEP NOW, WILL CALL TOMORROW, then rolled over and finally fell asleep a few minutes later.

The next morning my alarm on my cell went off and I remember being in a deep stupor and almost hit the snooze, like I normally do one time, but instead I came totally awake and thought 'holy shit! the other camera!" I always set my alarm for just enough time for one snooze, then shower and head to work so I bolted out of bed, slid on my robe just in case Mom was still home and went to check. Her car was gone and the house was quiet so I went to her room and extracted my camera.

The camera's battery was dead, which was expected. I grabbed the charging cord and plugged it in and peeled off the electrical tape from the screen. In the playback screen, it showed a picture of Mom's bed and I hit play, then the fast forward several times which caused the screen to go green and show a bar that showed the fast forward progress of the vid. I stopped it at about the half way point. I already knew I'd be late for work, but finally I couldn't help it, I had to peek.

By now I was hard again as I started the video. What I saw made my eyes pop out. Same as the other video, it had a green cast but it was well defined from some kind of light adding to it. Mom' shoulders were as supported by pillows and resting against the headboard and she had a dildo that she was furiously fucking herself with. I started stroking madly as I watched as one hand pulled her nipple as the other shoved the dildo in and out.

This was the first time I'd ever seen Mom nude, seeing how large and dark her nipples were and caught glimpses of how her pussy was covered in neatly trimmed dark pubic hair as the lower area was stuffed with the dildo. This actually went on for a few minutes as I watched her bite her lip as her hips raised and lowered in her ecstasy. By now I came on the spot, much earlier than I ever had while masturbating. I clicked the video off as I calmed down. Knowing I was late, I'd have to wait to see the rest.

With cum all over my stomach and hand, I went to the dirty clothes bin to retrieve the towel I had used the night before. As I looked in, it was missing. I checked again, but no towel... I thought 'Whoah..." I quickly set up the camera to copy the file to my computer with my cum literally making tracks as it oozied down my skin as I did and then went to the bath and showered it off me. I dressed, copied the first file to a thumb drive and tossed my camera bag, laptop, thumb drive and video cord into my pack and took off for work as I looked at my watch which showed I was running 15 minutes late.

I sped off to work steering with one hand while the other called Beth on my cell with the other. Beth answered sleepily at first, but became alert when she heard my voice.

"John!, I got your text. It really worked?"

"Ohhhh yeah... Ha. It worked like a charm. I had two cameras set up, one in the hall and the other in her room. About an hour after it happened I retrieved the hall camera and checked it out, then later this morning I got the other from her room after she left."

"Did they show anything good?" she asked anxiously.

"Yeah, you're going to love it. I watched the one where she watched me, but only saw a bit of the one I had in her room and believe me, it's super hot. Hell, both of them are to me."

"I can't wait to see it!"

"How are you on cash or your credit card?... We need a good private place to watch it. Why don't you rent a room at our old place and I'll meet you there as soon as I get off work. Then we can watch them both in full. I'll pay you back for the room tonight."

"Sure, no problem. Still getting off at 6?"

"Hope so, I'm running a bit late and might have to make it up. Text me the room number and I'll text you when I leave work."

"Good idea!" she said with a mischievous giggle. "See you then!"

Just as we said goodbye, I was pulling into the parking lot at work. I ran in and started my day.

Again they day dragged, but later in the afternoon a nice looking lady about the age of my Mom came in wearing sunglasses and asked about a desktop computer for her son. She said it was for his birthday. I showed her some models and finally sold her one. As she walked away, I thought how she was really good looking and wondered if her son had thoughts of her like I did of my mom. Ha, maybe I could sell him a camera.
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