hello! thank you for reading. feel free to skip down to the dotted line, this is just a little something i wanted to say beforehand. this story is the third part of an ongoing series. if you want context for what the fuck is going on, go back and read from the beginning. if you don’t care, read on.
but first, your friendly neighborhood public service announcement:
I do not believe that incest is a morally right thing to do. I have not nor will I ever have any desire to engage in any kind of sexual activity with any of my immediate family members, and I am appalled that anyone finds their parents or siblings a suitable sexual partner. Or their underage children. Pedophilia is disgusting mental disorder and if that’s what you look for in incest porn, get out. Everyone in my pornagraphic works is and will be 18 and above, thank you very much.
yeah. this particular story is labled under erotic couplings, but there are incestual impressions that leak over from the previous chapters. like family members being blatantly attracted to one another. if that’s not your thing, you should probably move along.
this chapter is a bit longer than the last couple. i was doing some world building and then noticed: yo. there’s no fucking porn.
so that’s the reason.
unfortunately, I just went back to college, so it’s going to be a bit longer until the next part. ya’ll gonna have to make due with the extra long chapter for a while. don’t expect anything new to come out for the next couple weeks at the earliest(a few months at the latest). if you have any concerns about the plot, just know that have have a rough framework of where i want things to go. so any major story changing suggestions you guys might have(unless they’re really really good) are gonna be ignored. or hey, maybe i’m already planning on doing that thing that you just suggested. we might be sharing a moment. you never know.
anyway, thank you so much for reading! as always, feel free to leave a comment with your suggestions. i would like to improve my writing with constructive criticism.
– W
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Amanda Wellman woke up with sunlight streaming in her face. Last night, her husband reeked of beer, cigarettes, and vomit, so she grabbed her pillow and slept on the couch. She leaned up and stretched her back. It had been a long night.
Visions of the various lewd acts that occurred within the last twenty-four hours flashed in her mind. Her nipples started poking through her robe. She needed a cup of coffee.
Sliding into her cute fluffy pink slippers, Amanda shuffled into the kitchen, poured some water into the coffee pot and set it to boil. She leaned against the counter and checked her watch.
Eight-oh-nine. Alexandra would be getting up soon.
She didn’t think her daughter would be daring enough to try and make a move today, but there really was no telling with that girl. Her father was unpredictable too. That may have played a part in why she was so attracted to him.
Amanda made some eggs and toast while she waited for the coffee to boil, humming a little tune to herself. She just placed the food on a plate when the coffee maker gurgled, flushing dark brown liquid into the pot below.
She finished her breakfast at eight twenty-eight. Might as well go and check on the kids.
As she walked up the stairs, she could see that Eddy’s door was slightly ajar. Amanda was certain she closed it last night. She sped up her pace up the stairs.
Amanda swung open the door, prepared for the worst. She saw Alex sitting criss-crossed on the floor wearing some pink HelloKitty pajama bottoms and a purple crop top, staring at the tv while mashing some buttons on the controller. Eddy was sleeping on his back, a twelve inch high tent pitched over his waist.
Huh. Amanda thought it would have been her daughter in an exposing situation.
Once she entered the room, Alex paused her game, set the controller on the floor, and looked up at her mother. “I’m being good.”
“Hmm.” Amanda wasn’t so sure about that. “I can see that.”
“Do you have an issue with me being in here?”
It was tip-toeing the line, and Alex knew it. To be fair, her daughter did normally sneak into her brother’s room and play video games in the morning. If her husband came in here, he wouldn’t see much out of the ordinary. Besides her son’s promenent morning wood, nothing really screamed incest.
“…I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to be in here while your brother is like that.” She decided.
“But if he wasn’t, it would be fine?” Amanda didn’t like the smug look on her daughter’s face.
“…Yes.”
Alex stood up and started making her way over to Eddy.
“Now wait a minute–”
She carefully took a handful of his sheets and pulled them into the air, letting his cock flop onto his chest with a wet “smack!” Eddy slept on, dead to the world. “And now?”
Well… She hadn’t technically broken any of the rules. Amanda shot her daughter a, “I know what you’re trying to do missy,” look.
“What?” Alex asked innocently. “Is it ok for me to be in here? Have I broken any of the rules?”
“I want you to come down for breakfast.”
Alex looked at the tv screen. “Can I finish my game first?”
“I want you in the kitchen in the next five minutes.”
“Can do!” Alex said as she plopped back on the floor, controller in hand.
Amanda sighed to herself as she walked back down the stairs. She gets it from her father.
…
Exactly four minutes and fifty seconds later, Alex came clomping down the stairs. It sounded like she was wearing steel-toed boots. Fortunately, the men of the house were very heavy sleepers. Amanda didn’t think her husband would get up for a few more hours to sleep off his hangover, and Eddy never got up before noon in the summertime.
“Good morning mom!” Alex beamed.
“Good morning sweetheart,” Amanda said warily. “What would you like for breakfast?”
“A big fat sausage.”
Here we go. Amanda supposed she did sort of walk into that one. She gave Alex the stink eye, but pulled the sausages out of the fridge.
“Do we have any that are footlongs?”
“Sweetheart, rule number two…” She reminded her daughter.
“I’m just talking about breakfast.” Alex batted her eyelashes innocently.
“Alexandra, if you keep this up, we’re going to get caught. The rules aren’t there because I want them to be, they’re for our own protection.”
“There’s no one around.”
Alex was starting to get on her nerves. “I don’t know when your father is going to get up. We may be screwed already. I don’t know how much he remembers from last night.”
“Oh please, he didn’t even notice us.” Alex waved her hand dismissively.
“Thanks to me.” Amanda said as she started frying the sausage. She could have chopped it up, but Alex had requested a singular large one. She wasn’t really sure why she was humoring her daughter, but a good chef always listens to her customers.
“Thanks to you, I know about Eddy’s…” Her daughter held her hands up like she was trying to show Amanda how big the fish she caught was.
“Rule number three, sweetheart.” She reminded Alex.
“I’m keeping a secret!” Alex argued. “I’m talking about it with someone who already knows.”
“Sweetie, you’re purposefully making this harder for everyone.”
“Yes. Because I think it’s stupid.”
“Well then why don’t you ask your father what he thinks about incest? Then you can tell me if you think you and your brother’s safety is stupid.” She flipped the sausage over.
Alex huffed. “Maybe it’s easier for you cause you can still sleep with Dad.”
“Your father and I haven’t done anything sexual since Valentine’s Day.”
Alex’s jaw dropped. That was almost half a year ago. No wonder she couldn’t help playing with Eddy at the dinner table yesterday. She was cock-starved. “Seriously?”
“Seriously.” Her mother said grimly.
“How can you stand to–to–”
“I told you I didn’t like it.” She said, sliding Alex’s breakfast onto a plate. “If I can suck it up, so can you.”
Alex stared miserably at the dish placed in front of her. “This is so frustrating.”
“I know sweetheart.” Her mother soothed, “Just keep in mind that it’s just as frustrating for everyone else.”
Amanda quietly sighed with relief as Alex picked away at her breakfast. There. Now maybe things wouldn’t be so chaotic. She had a feeling that Eddy wouldn’t have been able to resist if his sister presented herself to him. The boy was just so eager to please. His heart was in the right place, but when it came to his cock, well. Amanda remembered how easy it had been to convince him to let her help take care of his erection.
The memory made a little heat rise to her cheeks.
Both women turned to the stairs when they heard heavy footsteps clomping down. Amanda sighed. She had forgotten to take off her husband’s shoes before easing him into bed.
“Morning, Manny. Morning, pumpkin.” He grunted, pouring a cup of coffee. Amanda frowned at the word “Manny.” The nickname had started in high school, and had been a bit of a joke. A joke that had slowly become unfunny over the years.
“Morning, dad.”
“Good morning, dear.”
He took a swig of the bitter liquid, then pulled his wife in for a kiss. Even the coffee couldn’t mask the taste of cigars in his mouth. Amanda resisted the urge to vomit and gave her husband a patient smile.
Alex looked disgusted at the exchange. Had her parents always been this gross? Well, her father at least. Her mother still looked like a goddess.
“I just got a call from Pat.” He said as he took another drink from his mug. “Gotta go into the office in a few. Have some things to take care of.”
“On a weekend?” Amanda’s face changed when he said the name Pat. Alex’s brow furrowed, gears started turning in her head. “What happened?”
“Something came up.” Her husband replied vaguely. “Nothing you should concern yourself with.”
“Well, would you like some breakfast before you go?” Amanda offered, closing her robe a little tighter when she realised he was looking at her cleavage. She made it look like she was just preparing to get up.
“Nah, I’ll just grab something at 7-11 when I drive over there.” He kissed Amanda on the cheek and then walked around the counter to kiss Alex on the top of her head. “See you later, pumpkin.”
“I love you honey.”
“Love you too babe.”
He slammed the door behind him. Alex immediately turned to her mother. “So what’s up with you and Uncle Pat?”
“What do you mean?” Amanda had a lot of practice sweeping her feelings for Patrick under the rug. She’d done it for over twenty years.
“I mean,” Alex grinned. “Every Christmas you keep looking at him. And just then, when Dad mentioned him…” She had the same expression on her face when she looked at Eddy yesterday.
“Patrick and I dated briefly in high school.” She might be bad at lying, but Amanda had become an expert at telling half-truths. “We decided we weren’t a good fit, so we broke up and I started going out with your dad.”
“His brother. Wasn’t that a little weird?”
“At first.” At first she thought he had just as big a cock as Patrick. Apparently that gene didn’t always run in the family. “Then I fell in love with your father, and we got married.” After she had a passionate night with Patty. Patrick. She remembered feeling so frustrated.
“After you got pregnant with me, right?”
“I told your dad I was pregnant after he proposed.” She had to make sure that fact was clear. Amanda wasn’t some hussy that scared her man into marrying her with a positive test.
“Alright.”
Amanda internally sighed. She always knew there were going to be questions. Questions that she had prepared for. Alex seemed satisfied with her answers.
“I just always thought my hair was more like Uncle Pat’s than dad’s.”
Amanda cooly took another drink. “I think your father carried over some recessive gene.”
Now she was sweating. When had her daughter become such a skilled interrogator? Out of the corner of her eye, Amanda could see Alex intently staring at her, trying to see if she was lying.
She gulped.
Alex jumped up from her stool. “I KNEW IT!”
“Shhhhhh! Alex, please. Your brother’s still sleeping!”
“I fucking knew it.” She said more quietly, jumping up and down. “You and Uncle Pat can’t stop ogling each other at family dinners. I knew there was something going on there.”
“Sweetie, please. Keep it down.”
“I’m really– So I’m– He’s my dad?” Alex was grinning at her mother. Slowly, a smile pulled at her lips as well.
“Yes!” She jumped into the air pumping her fist. “I gotta tell Eddy!”
“Wait!” Alex froze with her foot already on the first step.
“What?”
“Eddy isn’t Patrick’s son.”
“He’s legitimate?”
“…Well…”
“Mom!”
“Just… come sit back down.” Amanda sighed, running her fingers through her hair. “You already know two life-ruining secrets, you might as well know the third.”
Alex scampered back to the counter and jumped into her seat. Amanda wasn’t sure the last time she’d been this excited.
“First of all, your father and I, Patrick that is, haven’t talked about the night we got together or you. So he might not even know you’re his daughter.”
Alex paused. “Do you even know? Did you get a DNA test or something?”
“Well… no. But, um. Your father. Your step-father I suppose, well. He isn’t exactly… fertile.”
“What?” Alex asked, bewildered. “So why does he think I’m…”
“He has no idea.”
“Wait a minute. Wait a minute.” Alex put her head in her hands. “I’m not sure I want to know this, but can I ask a very inappropriate question?”
Amanda had a feeling she knew what she was going to ask. “Go ahead.”
“How big is dad?”
“Four and a half inches.”
“Four and a–” Alex gaped at her. “Mom!”
“Yes, sweetie?”
“Why are you still with dad?”
Her mother sighed. “Like I said, we fell in love. The heart wants what the heart wants, Alex. It had nothing to do with his size. I think I’d still be happy if we were in love.”
“When did you fall out of love?”
“Sometime after Eddy was born.”
“So for my entire life, like since I was two, my parents have been in a loveless marriage?”
“No.” Amanda smiled, taking another sip of coffee. “Your father and I have been avoiding each other.”
Alex huffed with frustration. “Well, I obviously can’t start calling Uncle Pat dad now…”
“Fair point. But yes. Your step-father and I have been staying together for you and your brother.” She said that like it had been a mutual decision.
“Is that a good idea though? To have your parents not love each other? Is that going to mess us up or something?” Alex had been in shock the entire conversation, but she was now starting to process everything.
“Well, you didn’t have any idea until I told you so I think you’re doing pretty good.” Amanda made a small tisk and said, “Besides, my parents weren’t in love and your step-father’s were. Who do you think turned out better?”
“Fair point.” Alex leaned back in her chair and asked. “So who’s Eddy’s real dad?”
“Antonio Martinez.”
“I don’t know who that is.”
“He was a private financer your step-father hired to help take care of the house.”
“Sounds like he took care of you a couple times as well.” Alex smirked.
“Yes. Well.” Amanda cleared her throat, heat rising to her face. “He was very charming. And handsome.”
“And big?”
“Massive.” She took another sip of coffee to clear the lump in her throat. “Not quite as big as your brother, but close.”
“How big?” Alex was still grinning, but her face had turned a little red too.
“I never measured, but if I had to guess…” Amanda tried to envision one of her more passionate moments with Antonio. The time she was under his desk fellating him while he was talking to her husband. She compared how deep he reached with Eddy, since he told her he was a foot long. Amanda blurted out the question right before she sucked him off yesterday. “About nine or ten inches? Somewhere around there.”
“God damn.” Alex whistled. “My biggest was Mike and he was only about seven and a half.”
“That’s pretty good.” Her mother reasoned. It was just the right size for most ladies. But the Wellmans always seemed to need a little more than average. It might have something to do with their naturally large asses.
“Well that’s easy for you to say.” Alex paused. “How big was Uncle Pat?”
“You might as well call him Patrick, dear. He isn’t your uncle.”
“Yeah, I know.” Alex ran her finger along the edge of her glass. “Just trying to keep the habit, you know?”
Amanda smiled at her daughter gratefully. “That’s a good idea.”
“But how big is he?” Alex pressed eagerly.
Amanda wasn’t sure if this was how she wanted to bond with her daughter. “I don’t think that’s something you need to know, sweetie.”
“Oh come on mom.” She rolled her eyes. “I don’t think you get to take the high road on this one. It’s not like I’m going to try and sleep with him. I’m just curious.”
“Be as that may, we’re in deep enough shit as it is.”
“I don’t think, ‘knows the size of her illegitimate father’s dick’ is going to be high on my list of crimes, if I’m being honest.”
“I’m still not going to tell you.” Amanda sniffed. “It’s the one secret I’m keeping to myself.”
“What if I go and find out on my own?” Alex egged. “The curiosity is killing me…”
“You will not.” Amanda ordered. “As your father, the rules extend to him as well.”
“No rule says I can’t look at him.”
“Rule number two: no flashing.”
“Yeah, but he would be the one flashing me.”
Amanda gave her a look.
“Fine, fine.” Alex sighed. “I never get to have any fun.”
The two of them chatted for a couple hours, moving on to more appropriate things, like the clothes they wanted to buy and boys that weren’t immediate relatives. They talked about college and what they wanted to do with their lives. Alex discovered that her mother had wanted to open her own restaurant when she was younger. Alex found herself actually enjoying the conversation. Who knew her mom was so dirty? Two whole affairs that she managed to keep quiet for almost two decades. Spicy affairs too.
At about twelve-thirty, they heard the shower turn on.
Alex glanced up at the ceiling. “You think he’s jerking it up there?”
“Alex…”
“Oh c’mon mom.” Alex rolled her eyes at her again. “Dad left for work, and I’m not flirting. What’s the harm in a little girl talk?”
“…Yes, I think it would be safe to say that he is.” Amanda said, her cheeks red.
Alex waggled her eyebrows at her flustered mom.
“Oh stop it.” She said as Alex giggled. A smile tugged at her lips as she took the final swig of her coffee. “What do you think he’ll want for lunch?”
“Scrambled eggs.”
“Alex.”
“A cream pie.”
“Alexandra.”
“Two big jugs of milk.”
“Alexandra Wellman!”
“Fish?” She shrugged, smirking her ass off.
“…Ok that one was funny.” Amanda said, fighting back a shit eating grin of her own. “But you have to knock it off when Eddy comes down here.”
“No promises…”
…
Eddy hadn’t been able to jerk off last night. He had most certainly tried, for several long hours, until almost two in the morning. But to no avail. It was like he was cursed. Everytime he started masturbating, his mind immediately compared it to the blowjob he got from his mother. It just wasn’t enough anymore.
And after what happened last night, he was afraid to tell his mom. He knew she offered to help him if he was having trouble again, but that now interfered with a few rules.
After trying fruitlessly again in the shower, he just turned the knob as far right as it would go and tried to freeze the erection away. He gasped and sputtered as the cold water rushed over him. Slowly, his dick shrank to a more manageable size.
He stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. Things had gotten a bit crazy yesterday. His mom was trying to make things go back to normal, but Alex wanted to go further. She had always been the type to tempt fate and push her luck as far as it would go.
While he was brushing his teeth, his mother’s words by the pool rang in his ears.
Besides, you have a lot to be proud of.
Shit. His dick was starting to grow again.
He tried to think about wrestling, old ladies, global warming. Anything that might kill a boner.
After about five minutes of futile resistance, Eddy sighed. He was going to have to take another cold shower.
…
Amanda and Alex both smiled at him warmly as he quietly came down the stairs. Alex seemed especially happy to see him. His mom just had a little more glitter in her dark eyes. Both women were dressed in… well, not lewd clothing exactly. Alex was still in her pajamas, but she had a sexy purple crop top on that showed off her lovely abdomen. Amanda wore yoga pants and a casual dress shirt that had only three buttons on the top, all undone. Eddy immediately regretted wearing sweatpants.
“Good morning sweetheart! How did you sleep?”
“Morning big bro.” Alex’s eyes flickered down to his crotch. “How was your shower?”
“Pretty good.” He swallowed. Both answers were a lie. He took a seat next to Alex.
“Eddy.” He looked up at his mother. “I noticed your shower was just a bit long, and I was wondering–”
“We.” Alex corrected.
“We were wondering.” Amanda nodded. “If you were… doing alright. After yesterday I mean.”
Eddy went a little red. “You mean…”
“You told me you were having issues the other day and… Well I get worried about you sometimes.” Amanda looked at her son with concern. And a hint of lust.
“Yeah. No. Everything went fine,” he lied again. God he hated lying to his mother.
“Are you sure? It seemed like you were… a little pent up last night.”
Alex bit her tongue.
“I’m fine. Everything is fine.”
Alex and Amanda exchanged glances. “Alright sweetie.”
“Mom made some fish for lunch.” Alex grinned.
“Alex.” Amanda chided. Somehow, both because it made her laugh and because it actually sounded pretty good, Alex had convinced her to actually fry up some fish. She placed some decked out plates in front of her children. “Dig in.”
Eddy didn’t make the connection. “Looks great mom.”
“Tastes great too. You should try mine sometime.” Alexandra told her brother.
“Alex!”
…
“Well, I’m going out to sunbathe then.” Amanda said, standing up from the counter.
“I think I’ll join you.” Alex said. “Eddy, you should come too.”
“Alex…”
“What?”
“I uh, actually was gonna go swim in the pool.”
“Great idea. I’ll swim and then sunbathe.”
Amanda didn’t like how natural that felt. She knew what her daughter was up to. Mainly because she had done the same thing the other day. Giving her daughter another look, Amanda watched her shrug and dash up the stairs. She turned to her son. “You don’t have to come out if you don’t want to.”
“I want to.” He smiled sweetly at his mother. “I love hanging out with you.”
“…Maybe you should wear your speedo, darling. It has less water resistance.”
…
Soon, the terrible trio were poolside. Eddy had taken up his mother’s suggestion. He’d never worn it before, but it had been a birthday gift from his Uncle Pat. “To catch a lady’s eye, lad. This brand has served me well on more than one glorious occasion.” He had winked at his mom, who had to step outside for a moment. The speedo was actually quite comfortable. But he wasn’t sure how it would hold against one of his increasingly frequent erections.
Alex had changed into a pink one piece that more or less covered the same amount of skin as a bikini. The top wrapped around her neck and had three silver rings on her chest, back and belly button. The bottom half was completely swallowed by her fat cheeks, only a thin string emerged from her valley. Amanda told her to change into something that wasn’t a thong, but Alex showed her that it was just like a normal bikini bottom, the only problem was that her butt was too awesome. She also pointed out that Eddy was wearing a speedo, and Amanda had less clothes on than her.
Huffing and crossing her arms, their mother vehemently denied her daughter’s accusations. At least she was covering over ten percent of her ass. Eddy had to side with his sister on this one. His mom’s bikini was even more erotic than yesterdays. Bright red with thin straps, the top barely covered her nipples. The tiny string wrapped around her neck strained on the weight of her enormous breasts. The bottom half, which had at first covered a little over ten percent of her butt, was immediately swallowed into her cheeks once she started walking.
The speedo was feeling smaller and smaller by the second. Eddy jumped into the pool as quickly as he could. The cold water hit him like a slap in the face. The strain in his swimming suit eased.
Alex got into the pool a little slower. She took the steps trying to adjust to the temperature at a more comfortable rate. Eddy splashed her with water.
“You ass!” She gasped as the cold liquid hit her in the face. She jumped in and started chasing him, both siblings laughing hysterically.
Amanda relaxed a little more into her lawn chair. This was what families were supposed to be like. No sexual tension, no attraction toward sons, no big dicks bursting out of clothes. Maybe they could get out of this. Maybe they’d be alright.
“Gotcha!” Alex cried with glee. “Revenge will be mine!”
She tackled Eddy underwater.
Amanda chuckled to herself. Putting on her sunglasses, she leaned back and closed her eyes.
She wasn’t sure what really made her feel something was wrong. Maybe it was because they stopped splashing around. Maybe the sound of giggling became too playful. Maybe it was just the feeling in the air.
Whatever it was, Amanda felt something was off and took off her sunglasses. She looked up at her kids to see that Eddy had lifted Alex onto the side of the pool, and his head was in between her legs. She was smiling and playing with his hair.
“Alex!”
Both of her children turned to look at her.
Amanda cleared her throat. She had panicked a little bit. The situation was questionable, but both of them still had all their clothes on. “Maybe you should come and sunbathe now.” She said in a calmer tone.
“Ok, mom.” She kissed Eddy on the head and got out of the pool.
Amanda frowned. She didn’t like that. She also didn’t like how her son’s ocean blue eyes followed Alex as she made her way over to the lawnchairs.
But everything seemed alright after that. Alex started sunbathing, and Eddy started swimming laps in the pool. Amanda relaxed and flipped over onto her stomach. She untied her bikini top and pulled it out from under her. She really didn’t want those nasty tan lines this year.
Alex looked over at her mother and smirked as she dropped her bikini top on the ground. Good lord was Amanda cock-starved. She didn’t even realize what she was doing. The only thing that was holding her back… was Alex. Amanda wanted to prove her wrong.
But she suggested Eddy wear his speedo. She took off her bikini. Hell, she started this entire thing. If she just controlled herself at dinner, or waited until everyone was out of the house before sucking Edd’s dick, she would’ve had him all to herself and Alex would have been none the wiser.
A plan started forming in Alex’s head. A plan that, sadly, involved her taking a step back for the time being.
But ended with everyone getting exactly what they wanted.
…
Eddy was feeling pretty good on his fortieth lap. His dick was relaxed, his muscles were loose, he felt tired, but in a good way. Floating on his back, he started catching his breath. Swimming always tired him out good. It made him hungry too.
“Eddy!” Alex called out to him. “You should come sunbathe with us!”
He sat up straight and looked at his sister. She was giving him that smile. The one that always made his heart skip a beat. She didn’t take her eyes off him as he waded over to her and stepped out of the water. Her hair glowed like fire in the afternoon sun.
Amanda was looking at her daughter too. She knew what she was doing. But what was she going to do, yell at Alex for smiling at her brother? It would just start another argument. Might as well keep an eye on them though. The kids were very volatile at the moment. Any little thing would cause them to go off. She leaned over on her side and propped her head up with her hand. Maybe she should sit between them?
Eddy sat down and looked at his mom. His eyes widened when they fell to her chest. Amanda flushed. Well, she was in a bikini right now. She decided that even before this whole fiasco started, she had allowed Eddy to stare at her without calling him out on it. If she wanted things to go back to normal, she might as well let him look. But she couldn’t help but get a little turned on by his gaze. Her nipples hardened.
Alex beamed at her mom. “Well, I have to go to the bathroom.” She stood up and started going back into the house. “Have fun you two. <3”
What was that supposed to mean? Amanda looked at her son, who was relaxing in his lawn chair, hands behind his head. His eyes were closed, so… what was the harm in staring?
Even without an erection, this particular speedo was clearly not designed for someone of Eddy’s… phallic advantages. The material was stuffed to its limit, a tiny crack on the side revealed the tiniest sliver of her son’s genitals to her.
Actually… Amanda leaned forward so she was sitting up straight, Eddy was bigger than before. If that was possible. No. The human body didn’t go through developments like that, not even through pills. She had seen many a scammy looking pill enlargement ad on her husband’s personal computer. Not to mention the amount of ads that were even recommended to her, hovering on the side of her porn videos.
No, his dick couldn’t have gotten bigger. But the bulge in his shorts was unmistakable. Maybe it was because of the speedo. Yes, that must be it. Like how pinstripe suits make a person look thinner. It was like an optical illusion. His package only looked like it was swollen.
A soft snore told Amanda that Eddy had fallen asleep. How cute. She stood up and lovingly kissed his forehead. She brushed his hair to the side and stroked his cheek. So handsome. He looked so much like his father. She glanced at the bulging speedo. So very much like his father. She ran her fingers up and down his chest.
He had been a gentleman too. So respectful and kind to Amanda. But rough with her when she wanted him to be. Another blush rose to her cheeks as she remembered her last night with Antonio. It had actually been Eddy’s conception, she let the hung Italian only cum inside her once.
It seemed that once had been all he needed.
Amanda’s hand closed around something hard.
She gasped and quickly let go, retreating back to her own lawn chair. She had gotten so lost in the past… Amanda glanced at Eddy. She had pulled his now rock hard cock out of his speedo. Now the only thing the small piece of fabric covered were the boy’s enormous balls.
Should she… cover him back up? Amanda glanced up at the house. Alex was taking her time in the bathroom. Maybe she was taking her mother’s advice and relieving her sexual urges without Eddy.
Or maybe she was just peeking through the curtain.
Could she even cover him up? Definitely not with just the speedo. It had hardly held him when he was soft.
Amanda opened the small waterproof dresser she kept in the shade of an umbrella. Maybe there was a towel or something in here…
Her face turned bright red when she opened the bottom drawer. On top of a couple towels was a nine inch purple dildo.
Hadn’t she gotten rid of that thing? Amanda fanned herself. Her face and chest felt like they were burning.
She took out the dildo and a towel. Then hesitated. Alex was probably taking care of herself up there, so shouldn’t she do the same? Eddy’s big accidents were causing her more troubles than she thought they would.
Another thought crossed her mind. She could go inside and grab her computer, search up some porn and work out an orgasm in the living room.
Or…
Amanda looked over at her son. His dick throbbed.
She cursed her weakness for men with fat cocks as she pulled off her bikini bottom. Amanda reached behind her back to untie her top, then realised she had already taken it off. So that was what Alex had been smirking about earlier. Amanda’s face felt hotter. Not only had she been the first to break one of her own rules, she had immediately broken a second.
Hot, frustrated, and just… done, Amanda laid back and started rubbing the long piece of rubber against her hot snatch. Pulling on her nipple with her left hand, a small squirt of milk came out into her hand. Shit. She had started lactating randomly(when she was really horny) sometime after Eddy stopped nursing. Amanda thought it might have had something to do with how much he had drained from her breasts(gee, I wonder what all that milk helped him grow ;)). The constant milk production kept her breasts full and heavy and also made her nipples unbelievably sensitive when she was horny. Despite the fact that she already started, Amanda wondered if this was really ok. Could she really masturbate to her son?
What if she thought of Eddy as someone else? Someone like… she looked at the pool. A poolboy? A little cliche, but she already had two visual elements of the fantasy right here. Amanda closed her eyes.
…
She was lounging in the very same lawn chair, drinking a martini. The sun beat down on her beautifully bronzed skin. A robin chirped nearby. Amanda took a big sip of her drink and sighed. She was so lonely these days. Her husband kept working those long shifts. She barely even saw him. If only there was someone she could spend some time with poolside.
Inside the house, Amanda heard the doorbell ring. Now who could that be? Her husband wouldn’t be back until after six, and her daughter had just moved out of the house.
Amanda set her glass on the table next to her and went inside. She opened the door to reveal a young man in a white t-shirt and shorts.
“Eddy!” She said, “How are you, dear?”
“Pretty good Mrs. Wellman.” His eyes flickered down to her chest. Oh how silly of her. She forgot to throw on a robe before answering the door. “Is Mr. Wellman home?”
“I’m afraid not,” she pouted. “Did you need something?”
“Well, uh…” He lifted up a clipboard and flipped through a couple pages. “I’m actually scheduled to clean your pool this afternoon.”
“Really?” Amanda blinked in surprise. “He didn’t tell me. That man would forget his head if it wasn’t attached. Come on in dearie.”
Amanda beckoned the teenager inside, closing the door behind him. “Would you like anything to drink? A snack perhaps?”
“No, ma’am. I couldn’t ask for something like that,” he smiled politely. “I’ll just clean up your pool and be on my way.”
“Oh please, I insist!” She almost had to push Eddy into the kitchen. “Now what do you want, some juice? A glass of wine?”
“Oh, I’m not old enough to drink.”
“I’ll never tell,” she winked at him.
He blushed. “Oh, alright then. One glass of wine.”
Amanda took out a bottle from under the cabinet and poured a couple wine glasses. “Here you are. I like mine filled all the way to the top.”
“Thank you ma’am.”
“Oh, please. You can call me Mandy. All my boyfriends called me Mandy.”
He swallowed a gulp of wine. What did that mean? “Well then, thank you Mandy.”
Amanda smiled to herself. The poor boy couldn’t take his eyes off her tits. She looked down herself, following his gaze. “Oh, I’m sorry Eddy. I was sunbathing when you rang the doorbell. Forgot to put on a robe.”
“Ah,” He blushed and looked down at his wine glass. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been staring.”
“Oh that’s alright dearie. You’re a teenager!” She laughed, taking another sip of wine. “Besides, I don’t mind if you want to take a peak.”
He looked up at her and she winked. He turned a deeper shade of red and shuffled uncomfortably in his seat.
“So Eddy,” she asked as he brought the glass up to his lips. “Do you have a girlfriend?”
He choked. While he coughed and sputtered, Amanda smirked and handed him a towel.
“N-no, ma’am,” he said while he wiped his mouth.
“Mandy,” she corrected.
“Mandy.”
“A handsome young man like you without a girlfriend?” She actually was a little surprised. Eddy looked like he got around a bit. “What’s this world coming to?”
He shrugged nonchalantly.
“Don’t you worry, once you go to college, all the bright young girls there will eat you up!” And probably swallow, too.
“Thank you m-Mandy.” He gulped down the rest of his glass. “I suppose I should get out there and get to it then?”
“I’ll join you.” Amanda gulped down her wine too. She stood up and almost immediately tripped. She would have fallen flat on her face if Eddy hadn’t caught her. “Oh my.”
His arms bulged with muscles. “Are you ok?”
“Oh, I’m fine.” She felt his arms up some more. “Just had a bit too much to drink. Do you work out?”
“Uh, yes,” he blushed. “The summer job also helps.”
“You’re so strong!” Her hands moved to his abdomen. A solid six pack pressed against her hands. And his pectorals were enormous.
“Mandy, I think I should be cleaning the pool…”
“Can you lift me up?” She interrupted, looking up into his deep blue eyes. They reminded her of the ocean.
“Lift you up?”
“Yes, I want to see if you can pick me up.”
He hesitated for a moment, but put his hands under her armpits. “Ready?”
She nodded.
Eddy lifted her up into the air effortlessly, chuckling as she giggled, “Wheeee!”
When he gently set her back down, she huffed, “Oof! Oh my. You are strong. You’re going to make some young lady at college very happy.”
He blushed.
“I suppose we should head out then. My husband would get mad if the pool wasn’t clean by the time he got home.”
…
Amanda watched her sexy poolboy as he pushed and pulled a long plastic stick in and out of her pool. Emptying drains and pulling out garbage. Where it all came from, she had no idea. They hadn’t had a pool party in years. The last person who actually swam in the pool had been her daughter Alex, who was long since moved out and in college.
Maybe she could set Eddy up with Alexandra. Then she could watch those biceps roll up and down his arms all day. The bulge in his shorts didn’t look half bad either.
After about ten to twenty minutes, Eddy started wiping his hands with a handcloth from his back pocket. He waved to her, “Alright Mandy. I’m gonna head out. Unless there’s anything else you want me to do while I’m here.”
(Yes, she thought. Me.) Such a sweet boy. Her husband never offered to help around the house. “Actually, Eddy…” Amanda said, a mischievous grin on her face. “Could you come over here for just a moment?”
Eddy walked over as she reached into her drawer for… Ah! There it was. Her husband’s sunscreen. He always burned in the sun. Amanda however, was going to use it for a different purpose. “Could you put some sunscreen on my back? It’s a bit warm today.”
The big lump in his shorts got a little bigger. “Uh, sure Mandy. It is pretty hot out.”
Amanda handed him the bottle and laid out on her stomach. She heard him squirt some of it on his hands and start rubbing them together. She had never done something like this before. It was very exciting. Amanda could feel butterflies fluttering around in her stomach.
Eddy started on her shoulders, and worked his way down. The horny MILF made a humming noise in the back of her throat. Oh, he was going above and beyond. It had been a while since she visited the spa and gotten a massage.
“You could probably quit your job as a poolboy and become a masseuse Eddy.”
He laughed. “I think I would be a masseur. Masseuses are women.”
“Well, would you look at that, you learn something every day.” Amanda chuckled to herself. She sighed as Eddy worked out another one of the knots in her back. “Your hands are like magic.”
As Eddy started massaging her lower back, she decided to go in for the kill. “You’re at a bit of an awkward angle. Wouldn’t you feel more comfortable if you were sitting behind me?”
Amanda’s heart beat in her throat when he paused. Had she been reading him wrong?
“Good idea.” She sighed with relief as he threw his leg over the chair and sat down in between her legs. Oooo. Someone was eager. She could feel the heat radiating off of his crotch.
She hadn’t really been lying. Eddy could dig much deeper into her back from this angle. Amanda blushed when she realised the double entendre. It would have been better if she thought ass, or if Eddy had been massaging her belly. Oh well. She felt him lift up his hands.
“Is that good?”
Not quite. “Actually dear, could you go a bit lower?”
She heard his breath catch a little in his throat. “Lower?”
“Yes, please.” Amanda his hands return, and start rubbing the top half of her ass. Oh that was adorable. She smiled into her pillow. Eddy was such a gentleman. Unfortunately for him, Amanda didn’t want him to be gentle.
“Just a bit lower, dearie.” She bit her lower lip as he froze. God he was so cute. She felt him move his crotch back just a hair.
Now why on earth would he do that? Amanda thought to herself. That big bulge in his shorts must be getting bigger and bigger.
She groaned as Eddy started massaging her ass. He was a little cautious at first, perhaps he was trying to remain professional. Amanda could feel the moment he thought, fuck it, and starting pushing and pulling to his heart’s content. He squeezed and squished. She couldn’t blame him for being so eager. She had a lot to play with back there.
“Oh!” Amanda giggled. “Are you an ass man Eddy?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She thought to correct him, but… it was kinda hot. Oooooo. He was good at this. Amanda couldn’t believe he hadn’t gotten himself a girlfriend. Until he did, she was going to have to invite him over more often.
SMACK!
She moaned with pleasure when Eddy slapped her ass. Maybe he wasn’t such a gentleman after all. Amanda looked back at him and pouted, “That hurt.”
He raised an eyebrow. “What was that, then?”
“What was what?”
SMACK!
She moaned like a bitch in heat.
“That.” Eddy grinned devilishly.
“Ooo.” Amanda lifted her waist off the chair and pressed herself up against Eddy’s bulge. “And what’s this?”
His breath caught in his throat again. The package under her pussy swelled.
“Mmmmm.” Amanda started grinding against his shaft. He was big. Bigger than she thought he’d be. “What’s this in your pants Eddy? Feels big.”
He groaned as she rubbed her butt up and down his massive cock. Oh, he was hard too. Her husband was starting to have trouble staying hard. Eddy had to have been at least twice his size. Amanda was so fucking wet, her nipples started leaking.
Amanda cooed as Eddy started moving his hips against her, creating more friction. She could feel his shorts starting to slide down as they started getting into a rhythm.
“Oh, Mandy.” Amanda felt chills when he moaned her name. “You feel so soft.”
She ground her ass against that cock like her life depended on it. Amanda made it her goal to drag his underwear off with only her butt. “God.” She gasped, “You’re so big!”
The tiny crack that seperated the bottom of her cheeks and the top of her thighs caught on the edge of his waistband. When Amanda thrust her hips down, she yanked Eddy’s underwear down along with her. She felt a fat cock slap in between her cheeks, its head reaching all the way up to her lower back.
“Oh my.” Amanda turned around to look at the monster. “How big are you?”
“‘Bout a foot.”
“Oh my.” Forget being twice as big as her husband. Eddy was at least three times longer than Mr. Wellman. And thicker than her wrist. “My my my.”
She could feel blood pumping into the slab of meat draped on her backside, making it even bigger and harder. “You ok?”
“Oh I’ve never been better.” She wiggled her butt, bouncing his cock around. It was so heavy. “Have you ever heard of hotdogging?”
He grinned. “I believe I have.”
Eddy spread her cheeks apart, letting his dick slide even deeper into her crevice. Then he pushed them back together and thrust forward, using the sunscreen as lube.
Now, Amanda thought she had a big ass. Strike that, she knew she had a big ass. But this boy Eddy? He was something else. He was on another level. The head of his cock popped out the top and spurted a good amount of liquid onto her back. At first, Amanda thought he came after just one thrust. Then she realised all that liquid was clear as water. That was just his precum.
The hung teenager started fucking her buns. The MILF reached down to her breasts and started squeezing her nipples. Oh, that felt nice. Her pussy was absolutely soaked right now. Amanda squirmed. Actually, she was feeling a little empty right now. Maybe she should tell him to stick it up her butt. It had been a while since she had done anal.
“You should aim a little lower, sweetheart.”
He paused. “Right. Gotta make you feel good too.”
Amanda felt a large cockhead line up with her pussy. Uh oh. “Wait just a– OooOOOOOooOOOOOOOHHH!”
It was like a ship was trying to dock inside her. “Mrs. Wellman? Are you ok?”
“I’m ok,” she panted. “I’m ok. Maybe you should go a bit slower next time, baby.”
“Ok.” He paused. “I mean, I still got like, four inches to go.”
Four inches?? “What?”
She moaned as the appendage stuffed inside her core pushed even deeper. Where did it all come from? How did he keep this thing in his pants all the time? Eddy started reaching places she didn’t even think Patrick had gone. His head touched the entrance to her womb, then pushed it back another inch. The whole time, Amanda squealed and moaned, spreading her legs as wide as she could, giving him as much access to her as possible. Eddy’s lean abdomen leaned over her ass and onto her back.
She felt so full. She had never felt so full. “Oh, Eddy…”
“You ready?” He whispered in her ear.
Amanda whimpered and gasped for breath while she nodded furiously.
Eddy started rocking inside her, trying to loosen her up a bit before he really started fucking her. His cock throbbed, and Amanda gasped and moaned. He was so big. She felt like someone stuck a telephone pole up inside her. He started making deeper thrusts, pulling out maybe two or three inches before plunging back in. Amanda’s gasps and whimpers became cries of ecstasy. She knew the neighbor’s probably heard her, but she didn’t care anymore. But there was something… something she was supposed to tell Eddy. Something important.
He pulled out six inches, half his length, and slammed back into her.
Amanda forgot her own name.
She screamed as she came, squirting all over the chair and onto the cement. Eddy pounded away, panting and moaning in her ear. The boy was an animal. Amanda felt a strong hand wrap around her hair and yank her head back. Loud clapping noises filled the air. If her neighbors didn’t know what she was doing before, they sure did now. Eddy was pumping his entire length in and out of her now. She felt the edge of his head catch on her tight entrance. He was pounding her so hard, the lawn chair was being fucked forward. Amanda had reached a level of ecstacy so great her vocal cords wouldn’t even work. Her mouth was open in a silent scream.
Looking back on it, Amanda wasn’t sure exactly what happened next. She probably blacked out. They could have fucked for ten minutes or an hour. The next thing she remembered was Eddy’s moans getting louder. His thrusts becoming more desperate.
He was going to cum. He wouldn’t cum inside her, would he?
A fat cock filled her to the brim, and all cognitive thought left her mind as she came for at least the third time tonight.
“I’m gonna…” He panted. “I’m gonna…”
Cum. Cum. She wanted him. But she couldn’t.
“Cum in me!” She heard herself gasp. “Oh my god, Eddy! Fill me!”
“Protection?” He managed to gasp back.
“God, no.” Amanda groaned. “Impregnate me. Shoot your load in my fucking womb.”
His thrusts sped up. Eddy’s hips were a blur.
“Knock me up!” She screamed. “Put a fucking baby in me!”
Eddy slammed his cock into her as deep as he could go. Amanda came harder than she had in her entire life as cum poured, just erupted from his cock and directly into her fertile womb. It blew up like a balloon. She was impregnated instantly. How much did he have stored up in there? It just kept coming. Eddy just kept cumming. The pressure was unbelievable. Amanda felt his precious baby batter start to rush out of her womb in torrents, squirting out of her pussy and onto the chair.
No. No. Amanda wanted it all. She squeezed around Eddy’s thick cock. Not another drop. She wanted it all.
Finally, he slowed down. Two last spurts. Three. Four. Five.
He slumped against her back, panting. Good lord.
Amanda felt like she died and came back six or seven times.
“Oh my god.” He groaned. “I’ve never cum that hard in my life.”
She couldn’t even feel her legs. “I think you just came inside my brain.”
He panted for a couple seconds. “So were you just… are you actually not on protection or was that just like, a thing you were doing?”
“No. I’m–” She had to catch her breath. Good god. She was still twitching, the aftershocks of so many orgasms shuddering through her body. “I have got to be pregnant after that. Congrats, you’re a daddy now.”
His cock twitched, and she moaned. Oh, she felt so full right now…
“Do I… have to…”
“No.” She tried to wave her hand, but it was more a flop than anything. “My husband… he’s an idiot. I’ll just tell him it’s… it’s one of his.”
“Oh.” He shifted on her back, propping himself up on his arms. “In that case… do you wanna like… take a five minute break and… and go for round two?”
She could only whimper when she realised his member was still hard. This stud was going to be the death of her. The second round was even better than the first.