Incest/Taboo Outrage!

Jon's eyes shot wide as his mother's tongue rolled within his mouth. Since his mother as being weird and whatnot, he wondering if he copped a feel, would that snap her out of all of this? "Oh my fucking god!" Jon cried out in his head as his mother didn't stop him from fondling her right breast. He couldn't believe how soft, how firm, how perfect they felt in his hand.

"What the hell!" Nora gasped in false outrage. "You do not feel up your date on the first date Jon!" she said, her hands covered her breasts in her mock anger. "Y-you save that sort of thing for date number two," Nora whispered as she bashfully looked out the driver's side window.

"Sorry Nora," Jon said, hanging his head. He couldn't believe how hard he was. He could feel his pre-cum soaking through his underwear. "I don't know what got into me."

"D-did you like the feel of it?" Nora asked shyly, as she brushed a strand of her hair behind her right ear.

"A little... too much," Jon admitted in a whisper.

Reaching over resting her hand over his, hiding her elation at the fact that her son enjoyed the feel of her tit against his hand. "It's okay that you enjoyed it baby. I'm happy that you did," Nora said sweetly, her thumb brushed along his hand. "Yet you have to keep your hands to yourself on the first date, silly. I promise there will be plenty of opportunities in feeling me up," she said, smirking devilishly as her son's head quickly turned, Jon's mouth hung agape, unsure what to say.

"Thank you for such a lovely evening baby," Nora said, as they stood at the foot of the stairs that led to the second floor. "Now before we go up..." Pulling her son close to her, pressing her body against his chest. Feeling her son's erection pressing against her lower stomach. Feeling her canal clenching in anticipation of the time when that cock of his would be deep inside of her. Her arms slid along his shoulders; her fingers weaved through the hair on the back of Jon's head. Leaning in, she still saw that nervousness, that innocence in her son's eyes as her lips neared his. Moaning softly as she felt Jon's hands on her hips as their kiss lingered. She couldn't wait to show him everything she knew, which was a lot. Nora wondered how her son was going to react when she showed him all the things she was willing to do that Patrick failed to notice. "Mmm... would you like to keep kissing me?" Nora asked, in a wanton purr as she pulled away.

"Seriously?" Jon asked, his shock was clear as day.

"Mmmhmm," Nora nodded softly. "Who better to teach you how to kiss than me?" she asked, a seductive smile raised the corners of her lips. "Now," her hands ran down her son's arms taking hold of his hands, "I really enjoyed our date Jon. I hope we can see each other again," Nora said coyly, a sparkle of mischief sparked to life deep with her pupils. Turning to the stairs, letting her son watch as the dress became taut along her ass as she climbed towards their home. "I expect you to call me," she said, in a teasing manner. Reaching behind her running her hand along her ass as she noted how her son was staring at it. How it made her heart flutter as she noted the lustful look in Jon's eyes. Her breathing quickened, her hand rested over heart, feeling her body's arousal. Her nipples pressing into her bra, when Jon had fondled her right breast how she wished he had slipped his hand into her bra and play with that hard nipple. It yearned to have someone else's fingers playing with it that wasn't hers. "Damn Nora just feel how wet your son made you!" she said to herself as she climbed the rest of the way. Feeling how her panties moved against her mound, soaking up her sweet nectar. Wondering if she could get Jon to learn to enjoy her taste.

"Glad you're safe," Patrick said, as he turned his head as he rested on the couch. "How was dinner?" he asked, watching how his wife just walked past him without a word. "Well... this might take a while," he sighed into his mind. Watching how his son dashed into the bathroom and quickly closed the door. Wondering what had happened while they were gone.

"Fuck!" Jon hissed low as his hand glided along his rod. He couldn't believe he was jacking off to his mother, yet the feel of her breast in his hand hadn't left his mind all night long. Imagining how his hand would feel as it caressed that shapely naked ass of hers. Wondering how those breasts would look as she stood topless before him. How her lips would look as... "Shit!" Jon bit down as his cum exploded. Watching it coat the shower wall as he stood over the lip of the tub as the wall was coated in the largest orgasm he's ever had. "What the fuck is wrong with me?!"

Nora stood in her bedroom in her bra and bottomless as she stared down at the wet spot in the crotch of her panties. Her hand reached back...

"Mom?" Julie knocked on the door.

Nora glared at her door; she had no wish to talk to her daughter. Not when she wanted to plunge her fingers into her hot, wet cunt. To play with herself as she thought about her new man.

"Mom, please, can we talk?" Julie pleaded.

"What is it Julie?" Nora asked, in an aggravated tone as she peered through the crack of the door.

"What's going on? You weren't this mad a week ago. What happened?" Julie asked, wondering why her mother wasn't letting her in. Something she had always done.

"You know exactly what's going on here... Forget it," Nora sighed.

"But Mom, I'm worried about you. Won't you let me in?"

"Now you're worried about me?!" Nora's voice was hard and bitter. "Maybe it's time for you to move out. You're twenty now, high time you got your own place."

"What?" Julie was flabbergasted at what her mother was saying. "Mom, you know I can't afford college and an apartment," she said, hoping that her mother wouldn't throw her out. Fearfully wondering if her mother knew about her and her father. Fear began to build in her heart at what her mother would do if she indeed knew what they were doing.

"Sorry sweetheart." Cursing herself knowing that she couldn't exact her vengeance if Julie was out of the house. "I didn't mean to vent my anger out on you," Nora lied. "Your father is just being a pig, and it's getting tiring being the only one working at this marriage," she said, which was the truth.

"What?!" Genuine shock played across her eyes. That was not what her father had told her. He had specifically told her he was the one doing everything, and her mother was just being a cold bitch. "Mom what do you mean? I want to know please let me in. You know you can talk to me, we've always been so open with one another."

"Until you started fucking your father?!" Nora hissed in her mind. Yet she allowed her daughter to enter her room not hiding the fact that she was partly nude. Not hiding the fact that her body was more vivacious than Julie's would ever be.

Nora chuckled in her mind when she saw how red her daughter was getting when she told Julie everything she was willing to do to spice up their love life. All the while she was still only wearing her bra as she spoke. She did, however, cross her legs as they sat on her bed, so her daughter wouldn't have a view of her pussy. That sight was only for Jon to see now. Patrick had lost access to her sweet little cunt the moment he stuck his dick into their daughter.

"I had no idea Dad was being so..." Julie bit her tongue as her own anger was building. "He fucking lied to me! To me! If I had known!" she growled in her mind as her head was bowed. Her fingers curled into fits at being lied to. At being so foolish to believe her father when he told her all those things. If he just told her the truth then she would have never slept with him. She thought she was doing the right thing; thought she was taking care of her father when he told her that her mother hadn't touched him in months. She knew she was just as guilty as her father was. She never wanted to hurt her mother, she loved her just as much as she loved her father. That was the last time she would ever allow her father to feel her pussy ever again! "Mom... I have something to tell you," Julie said, her heart was racing as she stared at the tops of her thighs.

"Oh?!"

"I don't know how to say this..." Taking a dry swallow, knowing what she was about to say would undoubtedly break her mother's heart and her trust in her. Yet she didn't want to keep lying to her. Julie knew this would ruin their relationship, but her mother needed to know.

"I already know," Nora said, her gaze turned deadly as her daughter's head snapped up.

"What?!" Julie's voice came out in a whisper.

"Do you honestly think I'm that stupid?!" Nora hissed. "Did you think you could get away with fucking my husband?" she asked, her hand curled around the comforter of her bed. "How did you think I would take it when I watched your father fucking you when I got home today?!" Nora had to strain to keep from yelling, she had no wish for Patrick to know that she knew... at least not yet.

"He lied to me!" Julie said, meeting her mother's fiery words. "Told me it was you who was the one who was holding out. That it was you who kept turning him away when he wanted sex. He... used me," she said, breaking down, her face falling into her hands at the realization that her father meant nothing he had told her. Bawling her heart out at what she had done.

"What do you mean?" Nora asked, confused. "You didn't seduce your father into fucking you?" she asked, placing her hand on her daughter's shoulder.

"No Mom," shaking her head, "he would always bad mouth you when you were out of the room, down in the shop, or on some trip. I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was helping to keep you two together. I never wanted to hurt you, Mom. I just thought if Dad could feel good... with me then the two of you would be good too," Julie said, in between sobs. "I'm not as pretty as you are Mom, so when Dad started telling me how pretty I was, how smart... I let it all go to my head. I never had much luck with boys, that's why I was always studying. No one ever wanted me like I've heard so many boys say about you," she said, wiping away a tear. Knowing that she might be thrown out, she at least needed to tell her mother why. "So one day, when you were gone, I went to him. I only wanted to make him happy, so that the two of you wouldn't break up. I know it was foolish. But I love the both of you. I didn't want..."

"That rat bastard!" Nora cursed. She knew he was a scoundrel but to go after their daughter! Julie wasn't off the hook, no sir, her anger was more directed at her two timing husband.

"I'm so, so, so sorry Mom. I wished I'd been stronger. I wish I told you before all of this. I-if you want I'll move out, and you won't hear from me..."

"Are you telling me the truth that you only wanted to make your father and me happy?" Nora asked sternly, as she gazed at her daughter.

"Yes," Julie said weakly.

"Then get on your knees," Nora ordered. Uncrossing her legs, she won't kick her daughter out, yet she would make Julie her pussy licking bitch. That's the price she would have to pay for her betraying her trust. Plus, she really needed to get off. Her pussy was burning, just longing to cum, to cum for her son!

"What?!" Julie asked, she wasn't expecting her mother to say that. She had thought she would scream at her, call her horrible names, then tell her to get out of her home.

"You do want to keep living here and not choose between your schooling and working full time to support yourself, right?" Nora asked, her tone was cold and hard.

"Yes."

"Then get on your fucking knees," Nora growled. "Until you move out you're my personal pussy licker, and the thing with your father ends right after you get him on video fucking you. Do I make myself clear?"

"But I've never..." Julie swallowed hard as stared down at her mother's glistening cunt. Wondering why her mother was so wet already.

"So? You'll learn, unless of course, you want to be out on the street," Nora said, letting her daughter know it wasn't up for debate. "That's a good girl, eat your mother's pussy," she said, before thrusting Julie's face into her cunt.

It was around eleven that night when Nora slipped into her son's room. Patrick was loudly snoring on the couch not that she cared. Julie desperately needed lessons on eating out a woman, and she planned on making sure that tongue of hers got her off as much as she could, when Jon wasn't around that is. Other than that Julie would never have another man in her house, if she wanted to fuck someone she could do it elsewhere. The faint lights from the outside world filtering through her son's window shone along her body. The old t-shirt she had donned, something she had always slept in, fell to her mid-thigh. Her 32DD breasts bounced underneath her shirt foretelling she was braless. She wondered if he would like the feel of them now that they weren't beneath her bra.

"Jon?" Nora's sweet voice called to her son. He needed to know. She didn't want Jon thinking she was using him like his father had done to Julie. "Jon?" she called again her hand lightly rocking Jon from his slumber.

"M-mom..." Jon said groggy as he sat up on his elbows.

"I'm sorry to wake you baby, but I don't have..." Tears began to form in her eyes, finally allowing the hurt she had witnessed to come to the surface.

"Mom?! What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Jon asked, sitting up quickly upon seeing his mother's tears.

"It's your father..." Trying not to choke up as she sank to his bed.

"He and Julie have been up to something haven't they?" Jon asked, letting his mother know of his suspicions.

"But it's not that simple baby," Nora said, lovingly. Reaching forward taking his hand into hers, "Today when I got home from that pick I caught your father fucking your sister," she said bluntly, watching her son's jaw drop. "Am I not beautiful enough Jon. Am I so demanding that I chase your father away? Am I so unworthy to be loved?" Nora asked, her lip trembling as her tears streaked down her cheeks. Her arms wrapped around her son as he held her close to him. Weeping into his shoulder as she felt his love as Jon held her tightly.

"I'm so sorry Mom," Jon whispered into her ear. He did not see this coming.

"Don't let on that I told you, okay?"

"Why?" Jon asked confused, as he pushed himself back.

"Because you're father has what's coming to him very soon, and he's not someone that I want any longer," Nora cooed, slipping her hand beneath the sheet. Feeling her son jump as her hand ran up along his inner right thigh. "Jon? Do you find me beautiful? Do you find me attractive? Do you ever think about things you aren't meant too?" she asked, in a wanton whisper.

"Mom..."

"Nah-uh-uh. I told you its Nora," she purred as she leaned in.

"But I thought that..."

"You're my man now baby. This tells me you like the look of my body. It must have been painful all tucked inside of those pants," Nora said lustfully, as her son gasped as her hand wrapped around his hard cock.

"Mom... what are you..."

"Shh... it's okay baby, didn't you jack off when you got home?" Nora asked, seeing Jon weakly nod. "See? You've thought about this haven't you, when you jacked this cock off to me?" she purred as she slipped his cock through the slit of his boxers. A lubricious smile formed on her lips as she listened to that stuttering low moan of her son's as the palm of her hand ran up and down the length of his shaft. Moving her hand away before Jon could unleash his load. "Baby?"

"Y-yeah," Jon said, trying to keep his voice steady. Other than the time at the drive-in, this was the hardest he's ever been, and he so wanted to cum! He couldn't believe how divine his mother's hand felt. "Was it always like that?!" he asked himself. "Or was it because it was Mom doing it?"

"Would you mind if I slept with you tonight?" Nora asked, chuckling inwardly at how her son looked stunned in the weak light. "I just don't want to be alone."

"S-sure," Jon stammered, his Adam's apple bobbed as his mother rose from the bed. His cock flexed beneath the sheet as Nora slowly lifted up her shirt. His heart nearly stopped as the hem of her shirt rose above her hips. Revealing those grey Calvin Klein panties, his eyes had no trouble seeing the shape of his mother's mound. Then his eyes were captivated by the dangling chains that swayed against Nora's skin as the small diamonds glinted in the moonlight that were attached below the bowtie diamond that sat at the top of her navel.

"Do you like it Jon? I thought your father would like it, but he never even noticed when I got it done," Nora said softly, as her right hand brushed just below the longer hanging chain.

Jon rolled his tongue in his mouth as his eyes couldn't look away from his mother's flat stomach and her naked thighs. "Mmmhmm," Jon hummed unsure if he could speak without mumbling incoherently. His eyes glanced up to his mother's face, seeing her eyes quivering as they gazed at each other. What came next almost had him blowing his load as his mother's shirt left her shoulders. His eyes instinctively followed the sway and the bounce of his mother's naked breasts. Her areolas were a very light brown that seemed to blend in with her skin tone with matching nipples that slowly began to harden as he stared unabashed at those heavenly mounds of flesh.

"So Jon." Her hands moved to cradle her breasts, sensuously brushing along their curvature, biting the inside of her cheek as her palms brushed along her nipples sending waves of pleasure down to the core of her womanhood. "Are my tits better than that woman's was?" Nora asked, referring to the actress on the movie screen.

"Uh-huh," Jon nodded, feeling his pre-cum leaking out like mad. Quickly scooting to the edge of his bed to give his mother room as she pulled back the cover. His virgin eyes zeroed in as his mother's breasts swayed as she leaned forward. Jon's mind was entranced as the smell of his mother's lotion drew him in.

"Come snuggle me baby," Nora cooed, turning her head, her hand patting her son's leg.

"You sure that's wise?" Jon asked, his eyes shooting down to his protruding cock.

"Mmmhmm," Nora nodded. "I need to feel your arms around me.

"Okay Mom..."

"Nora?! You will call me Nora," she said, in a hard motherly voice. "I am after all you're new girlfriend," Nora said, lightly giggling at her son's shocked face. "Didn't I tell you? That was our very first date baby, and we are so going to have many more." Her hand lightly patting his cheek. "Closer baby," she said, feeling how Jon was keeping his hips, and more importantly that hard cock of his away from her.

"M... Nora?!"

"It's okay Jon, I promise. You're not going to fuck me, now are you?" Nora asked, knowing that time was approaching. She wanted Jon to get comfortable with having her body pressing against his, also it wouldn't hurt to keep him masturbating to her. Knowing when it was time it was going to be explosive for the both of them. An involuntary shiver ran up her spine as she felt Jon's cock resting between her ass cheeks. It's been so long since she's felt the heat of a man's cock on her skin. "Here..." Lifting up her left leg, leaning forward slightly as she reached down, her mouth was watering as she felt his pulse on her palm. Purposely letting the head of his cock brush along her ass, feeling her sphincter closing as it passed along her starfish. Listening to her son's shuddering breath as she lowered her leg trapping his cock between her smooth thighs and right next to her hot mound. Reaching back, taking hold of Jon's left hand to bring it around, letting the palm of his hand run up her stomach, along the underside of her left breast before coming to a rest over her nipple.

"Doesn't that feel better than fondling me over my dress?" Nora asked, her fingers overlapped his, letting her son feel as her breast sandwiched between his fingers. Her right hand reached down; her nails lightly danced along the underside of his crown. Her fingertips gently pressing his rigid cock against her pussy.

"Y-yes," Jon said, unsure what to truly focus on. While his mother's breast felt divine in his hand, yet the feel of her thighs... "It's so damn close! Just feel that heat! Are they always that hot?!" he asked himself.

"Good. I want you pleased with my body," Nora said, wiggling closer to her son. "Baby?" Gently rocking her hips, a wicked smile as her son held her more tightly as her covered mound rubbed along that cock of his. "You won't be able to sleep when you're so hard..." Biting down her moan as her clit rubbed against his cock. "How about you let me make you cum, would you like that?"

"Y-you want to do that?" Jon asked, not knowing if he should be excited or pumping the brakes on the whole thing altogether.

"Of course, I do, sweetheart. You're my man now," Nora said lovingly, as she reached up to caress his face as his chin rested on her left shoulder. "But this is only for tonight to help you sleep. It's too soon for this sort of thing in a new relationship. But you're so hard... and so fucking hot against my pussy," she said lustfully. "I just can't help myself right now." Nora increased her glide along his cock as she placed the palm of her right hand a few centimeters in front of his crown. She didn't want his cum flying all over the place. No. She wanted that hot, white, gooey, salty treat coating her hand and her thighs just so that she could gorge herself on her son's seed. It's been too long since she's tasted a man's seed, and she needed her fix. What surprised her as she started to pant as she felt her panties starting to moisten as the fabric absorbed her dew, was that her son was starting to thrust his hips. "Yes baby, cum for me, let my thighs milk that cock," Nora lightly panted as her fingers skimmed along his cock whenever his mushroom top pressed hard against the palm of her hand.

"N-Nora!" Jon grunted as he felt his balls tightening.

"Do it baby! Cum for your mother," Nora said, heatedly. Biting her lip as she had a small orgasm as she felt her son's cum splattering her hand and thighs and even some on her panties. "Mmm... you taste so good," she purred as her tongue ran along her palm. She was in heaven. Before she knew it her hand, her thighs were clean of his cum, she was even contemplating on striping out of her underwear so she could lick them clean as well. Shaking the thought from her mind, she wanted Patrick to see the cum stains if he saw her panties in the hamper. "Now go to sleep baby," Nora whispered as her finger left her lips.

Two weeks later...

Ever since that day Nora and Patrick had been at odds with one another. If it wasn't for the thick brick walls their shouting matches could have been heard halfway across the county. As per Julie's punishment she had slept with her father one last time. From what she told her mother and what she watched on the SD card to insure that she could force her husband to flee her home and get nothing in the divorce. Nora could tell he wasn't getting any from Julie now due to how snappy Patrick was getting as the days wore on. She certainly wasn't going to suck his dick or allow that straying thing anywhere near her cunt. Since the night she had gone to her son, she no longer had to ask, Jon would simply open his covers and allow her entrance to his soothing warmth; and every time she did she would place his cock back in the same spot. However, she had seen how Jon was growing to prolong his climax. She couldn't wait for the time where that young, hard, vigorous cock was deep inside of her. While it was painful on her neck she had managed to kiss him while he shot that hot load on her hand. If she was truthful with herself, she would admit she had become addicted to her son's cum.

Nora sighed as she sank down onto the couch as Jon surfed through the TV guide on the cable box. Resting her elbow on the armrest, lightly biting her nail as her eyes ran down her son's body as she leaned back into the nook of the couch. "Baby?"

"Yeah?" Jon said, turning his head to look at his mother. He couldn't help it anymore. Every time he gazed at her his snake would slither out from his nest. He no longer hid it like he once would have done. It seemed to him that his mother liked that he got hard for her. Not that he was going to complain. She did let him fondle her breasts, every day when he was in class he could think back to the night before and still feel her breast on it.

"Would you massage my legs?" Nora asked, as she slipped out of her heels. Pivoting on her ass as her legs swung over the couch and came to rest on her son's lap. Shooting Jon a coy smile as her legs pinned his cock between them. Watching how Jon's head tilted back as she gave it a few slow strokes. "I've been walking in those heels all day! My legs are killing me," she said, batting her eyelashes at him.

"Sure thing," Jon said, lately he's been wanting to touch his mother more and more. It didn't need to be sexual, just a soft caress of her skin, the gentle squeeze of her hand, her soft breath on his neck or ear when she whispered into his ear. It was just her presence that made him so... "Nah... that can't be, I can't be..." Jon stopped himself before his mind could give voice to the uncertain emotions that were brewing in his head. He started slow with her feet, never interrupting the impromptu jerk off her legs were doing. Listening to her light moan as she tilted her head back as his hand rose along her right thigh. His eyes quickly shot up as Nora's hand shot down taking hold of his.

"You're missing something baby," Nora said, with a devilish and luscious smile as her sultry gaze fell upon her son.

Jon's heart was racing like an engine red lining as his mother moved his hand ever higher beneath the hem of her skirt. Swallowing hard as she spread her legs wider and lifted the hem so he could have a very direct view of her full transparent panties. An inch wide neatly trimmed strip of dark brown hair led his eyes downward as his mother made no move to hide her pussy from him. Seeing how her light brown labia had a light shine to them as the floor lamps, that sat against the right armrest of the couch, soft warm light played along his mother's mound.

"Come closer baby," Nora purred. Watching how he pushed himself along the cushion's until her knees touched his cock. "Will you..." Reaching down with her left hand pulling aside her panties. Feeling her clit throb as Jon's gaze burned into her naked cunt. "Massage me here too?" Nora asked, running his fingers along her mons venus. Taking hold of his middle finger gently rubbing it along her clit to show her son where it was for when the time came for her to feel that tongue teasing her so. Then running it up and down her labia coating it in her gathered dew. "Here..." Nora gasped as she sank that finger into her quivering canal. "Add another one," she said, breathlessly. Her back arched against the armrest causing her hair to drape to about three inches from the floor. "Yes baby, just like that," Nora softly moaned so not to alert Patrick or Julie just yet. She needed her son to get her off before the real fireworks went off. Then, then she would truly be free to make her son the only lover she would ever need. "So... how does my pussy feel like?" she asked, breathing heavily as she brought her gaze down.

"It's... I don't how to describe it," Jon said, a loss for words. "I never thought it could feel like this," he said, in awe as his mother's folds gripped his fingers as he kept the pace his mother had set for him.

"Just you wait, soon you'll know it better once this..." Her left hand reached out; her index finger rested on tip on his cock. Feeling how his pre-cum had soaked through his jeans. "Is deep inside of it," Nora said, hungrily. "But that's long way off, you can't just jump into your girlfriend's pants so quickly," she teased as she winked at him.

"Mmmhmm," Nora whimpered as she listened and smelled her sex on the air as Jon took the initiative and added a third finger into her wet cunt. "Feel how tight mama's pussy is," she growled low as her son showed no signs of slowing down and she didn't want him to. "Use your thumb and rub my clit," Nora directed. She wanted him to see what she looked like during her climax. She wanted him to see how beautiful she was when she came. How sexy she looked as she orgasmed just for him! "Like this," she said, showing her inexperienced son how to do it just right. "Right there! Don't stop!" Nora said through clenched teeth, as her hands fondled her breasts. Her panting grew heavier as her son was bringing her near that ever so taunting peak. "Make me cum baby! Make your mother cum on those fucking fingers!" she purred seductively as her tongue curled out touching the middle of her cupids bow. "I'm going to..." Nora squealed loudly as her thighs clamped shut trapping Jon's hand as her hips ground against it. Enjoying the orgasm that her son's hand brought her to. "Thank you baby, you don't know how much I needed that," Nora said, flashing Jon a very satisfied smile.

"Now..." Kneeling over his lap, softly pressing Jon's face into her cleavage as she slowly sank down onto his lap. Inching up her skirt so Jon could watch as her wet pussy pressed against his covered cock. "Have you ever had anyone dry hump you before?" Nora asked, loving how Jon watched how her labia molded around that rigid shaft of his.

"No," Jon said, shaking his head.

"Then let me show you how..."

Patrick grunted for the fourth time as he pumped his seed into his wife's underwear. He knew how she would hate the fact that he'd just left her soiled panties there. Smirking at the fact that once they were dry it would ruin them. "That's what you get for coming home with cum stains on your panties!" Patrick growled angrily. He hasn't been so backed up since he was in high school. He couldn't figure out why Julie wasn't visiting him any longer. Every time he would try to get her alone so he could have some of that sweet pussy she would make some excuse and leave the room. Granted she couldn't move as well as his wife could. He just couldn't deny himself the thrill of breaking in that twenty-year-old pussy. Just before she had cut him off he was about to teach her on how to take him in her ass. How Patrick yearned to hear his daughter beg him to pull out, that it was too big for her virgin ass. That would only make him plunge it deeper into that ass just to hear her scream. Then he would fuck her in the ass every day and make her enjoy having him fill her ass with his hot cum.

"What the...?!" Patrick turned his head as he heard his wife squeal. He knew that squeal by heart. He had made Nora do so on numerous occasions before he got tired of sleeping with her. She always wanted to get off and yet that required a good forty minutes to an hour, foreplay included. While he did love her, he wouldn't have stayed for twenty years if he didn't, he was tired of constantly going through the motions that they both knew oh so well. When in truth he just wanted to get off. He had thought if he went after Julie she wouldn't run to her mother, which was true for the most part, and how he loved that tight little pussy of hers. He was just going to have to figure out what was up with her, because he needed to fuck, and his wife wasn't offering that to him any longer. If Julie wouldn't give him some then that left him relying on his burner phone he had kept hidden with all the ladies he had relations with before and during his sweet time with his daughter. Reaching for the door handle knowing that Nora wouldn't be doing that while the kids were home. Wondering if Nora was lost in her bliss then maybe, just maybe he could talk her into climbing into their bed one last time.

"Nora! What the fuck are you doing?!" Patrick screamed as saw his wife fucking their son or that was what it looked like from his vantage point. His blood burned in his veins as his wife smiled at their son like she had once smiled at him.

"Hold that thought baby, let me deal with this first and I'll take care of this," Nora purred as she teased her son's hard cock before lifting herself off of his lap. Pushing down her skirt, slyly glancing at Jon as he brought his hand to his lips. Seeing his tongue darting out tasting her upon his skin. How that made her mound throb, and soon Jon would get it from the source.

"Want to explain why..." Patrick didn't see the punch coming until it was too late. Huffing in pain as his wife's bare foot pressed down on his chest. He should have remembered his wife had a black belt due to her being mugged one day many years ago, which caused her to learn how to defend herself if the need ever arose again.

"You piece of shit!" Nora yelled. Her fiery gaze burned into his hide as her hands were clenched in her righteous anger. "You two timing, faithless bastard! How many years did I give you! How many times did I try to make this work! How many!" she shouted growing red in the face. "While I was trying to save this fucking marriage, you... fucking, disgusting asshole was screwing our daughter!" Nora seethed as Patrick's eyes grew wide. Hiking up her skirt, slapping her cunt so Patrick could hear how wet she was. "When's the last time you even tried to get me this fucking wet! Huh?!"

"Baby..." Wincing as Nora pressed him back to the floor causing the back of his head to strike it.

"Don't you dare!" Nora warned with deathly undertones. "You lost that right when you..." Watching with an evil smile as Patrick curled himself into a ball as she ground her heel into his balls. "Stuck that cock into our daughter! Julie's told me everything! How you bad mouthed me when I was doing everything to save our marriage while you were fucking her!" Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she vented her wrath upon his defenseless body. "How you lied to her so you could slip your worthless dick into her!" Patrick curled tighter, placing his arms over his head to protect his valuable organ from his wife's blows. "You're not the man I thought you were, you aren't the man I thought I loved. You destroyed that, the moment you cheated on me. Our marriage ended the moment I saw you fucking our daughter in her own fucking room!"

"N-Nora I can explain..."

"Shut the fuck up! Get the fuck out of my house!" Nora growled.

"I'm not going..."

"You fucking will unless you want the video of you fucking our daughter handed over to the police!" Nora said, loving how the color drained from his face. "And you will get nothing in the divorce! If you contest anything, the video will anonymously find its way into their hands," she warned.

"Fine! Get the fuck off of me you bitch!" Patrick seethed as he got to his feet. "You want everything take it. There's better pussy out..." His head jerked back as Nora's uppercut landed squarely on his chin knocking him out cold.

"Man, you got the fuck knocked out Dad." Jon squatted as his father came to. "Serves you right, what were you thinking? Risking everything when you have Mom?" Jon asked, as his father's bags sat beside them. "Oh, before you leave, Mom wanted you to have these," he said, dropping the cum soaked panties, cum side down, on his father's face. Laughing when his father's hands quickly tossed away the garment.

"Wipe that smile off your face boy, I'll be back. Your mother can't live without me," Patrick said, sternly.

"Seems that she can," Jon said, smirking at his father. Running his fingers below his nose smelling his mother's pussy still on them. Releasing a pent up breath as his father stomped down the stairs. He had no idea how he was going to react if his father raised a hand to him. He wasn't a fighter. Glancing up as Julie's door closed, Jon wondered if he should go talk to her. Tilting his head when his sister's door quickly opened a few minutes later as he still rested on the back of the couch. Arching an eyebrow as Julie walked through their home, with her head bowed and her cheeks rosy, in nothing but a light pink bra and panties. Equally confused as his mother's door shut behind her. His head snapped up as he sat on the couch wondering if his mother was really going to take care of his cock like she had promised. Looking towards his mother's bedroom when he heard something coming from it. Quickly looking back at his sister's bedroom noting that it still hung open and her light was off.

Silently tiptoeing to his mother's door, pressing his ear against it... "Yes Julie, just like that..." Jon's head shot back at the sound of his mother's voice. Replacing his ear to the door, he had to know more.

"Thank you, for not kicking me out Mom." Julie's muffled voice filtered through the door.

"You still have a long way to go before I even begin to forgive you."

"I know... I'm... am I getting better?"

"Mmmhmm..." Jon look down his body as his cock was hard all over again. Gritting as he slowly turned the doorknob, he was surprised to find it wasn't locked. His eyes bulged out of their sockets as his sister was between his mother's legs. Nora's legs were bent, the soles of her feet pressed down on the mattress as Julie's fingers plunged into her own cunt. "Come in baby." His mother's voice startled him as he was in the process of freeing his cock. "Don't be shy Jon, come in and watch. It will be a proper lesson for you on how to eat your girlfriend," Nora said, with a sensuous smile as the door inched open. "Why don't you take those off?" Her finger pointed at his pants. "It can't be healthy for that hard cock to be trapped inside of it. Oh, don't worry about Julie she won't say a word of this to your father, will you?" Nora asked, her tone hard as she stared down at her daughter.

"No Mom, I won't," Julie said, her eyes slyly glanced at the tent in her brother's pants through the gap of her mother's leg.

"That's what I like to hear," Nora said, before thrusting her daughter's face back into her crotch. Biting her lower lip as Jon fumbled with the snap button and zipper of his jeans. A rumbling purr resounded deep in her chest as his cock strained the cotton of his boxer-briefs. Her pupils dilating as she watched how his pre-cum oozed out between the soaked cotton fibers. "Take those off too and show me my man's hard cock," Nora purred, her chest heaved as Julie's tongue ran along her vulva. Her tongue ran along her upper lip as Jon's six and a half inch cock sprung free from the elastic waistband. "Come kneel right here," she said, her left hand patted the spot beside her right shoulder.​