Fuuuck Mom, I'm cumming!" Sam moaned on top of his lovely mother. Nancy held her legs wide open as her son's cock began twitching and pulsing inside of her. They were locked in a full mating press. Sam felt his mother's body convulsing in pleasure underneath him. His last downward motion caused the bed's wooden frame to snap and come crashing down with a sound that reverberated throughout the house.
Nancy's tried to speak, to tell her son how much she loved the way he fucked her, but all that came out were gasping incoherent sounds. Her entire nervous system was short circuiting as she gushed once again. Her toes curled up and her eyes rolled back. It was only now that Sam gave his mother any respite. The young buck rested his 210 lbs of masculinity by pushing his thick cock deeper inside her. His swollen member bottomed out at 7 1/2 inches and Nancy's wet pussy stretched to accommodate him. Sam steadied himself and relished her soft warm body and the sensation of her beating heart that traveled through their connected bodies. It was in this position that his cock finally erupted and coated his mother's insides. Had someone walked into the master bedroom, they would have heard and seen the sweaty, out-of-breath mother being pumped and bred like never before. They would have seen Sam's legs straining to keep him balanced on top of his mother, with his engorged cock buried to the hilt in motherly flesh. They would have seen the young man's hands gripping her ample bottom as he desperately held on and pulled her even closer to himself. Sam's flexing prostate muscles, pumping his warm man milk out of his heavy balls and into his awaiting mother, would have astonished anyone fortunate enough to walk in on them. They would have no choice but to continue to look on, as the couple's overflow of love juices began running down Nancy's quivering pussy lips and Sam's pulsating rod. Unfortunately, for Nancy and her son, someone was indeed watching them that night. It was Jim, Sam's father and Nancy's estranged husband. He had walked in after hearing the bed collapse. The coupled partners had no clue he was home. Yet here he was in the doorway of his bedroom, in complete and utter disbelief.
His vision went red with anger and he staggered one step forward before everything went black.
------------------ One Month Earlier:
The Martin's worked together to unload their late model tan colored Suburban. They had finally arrived at Doheny State Beach where they would be spending their Thanksgiving holiday. Sam unloaded the tent, lamps, and sleeping bags, while his father unloaded the propane grill and chairs that they would be using for the next two days. Nancy and her three girls on the other hand, had better things to do. They headed down to the beach to feel the sand between their toes and to stretch their legs. The car ride from their home in Palms Springs had left all their butts sore. Rachel, the oldest of all the Nancy's children, was now 24 years old. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend and Nancy hoped this trip would lift her spirits. Out of all of her daughters, Rachel was the one that looked most like her, so much so in fact, that Nancy would lend her clothes from time to time. The younger two, Tiffany and Ali, were twins. They were in their second year of college and were inseparable. Unlike their mother and older sister, who were full figured and curvy, these two had athletic builds and toned bodies. After watching her girls run around and chase each other near the water, Nancy decided it would be a good idea to head back and help the boys finish unloading all their gear before her husband started complaining. When Nancy arrived however, she found that the father and son had once again started arguing with each other. It seemed to happen more and more often these days.
"How fucking hard is it to set up that tent Sam?" Jim yelled.
On the far side of their camping spot, Sam struggled with a web of poles and strings. "Dad, this thing didn't come with any instructions. How the hell do they expect someone to set it up without at least some pictures on how it goes," Sam replied.
Nancy could see Jim's face turning red as he became more annoyed with Sam's inability to figure it out. She decided she better help Sam before Jim really lost it.
"I'll help him Jim," Nancy chirped in. "You worry about the grill and cooler. Sam and I will figure how to set this tent up," she said hopefully.
Jim only seemed to become more indignant now that she had intervened.
"Damn it, Nancy, he shouldn't need your help. He's a grown man and should be able to figure that out on his own. Maybe if you stopped holding his hand all the time he would actually learn to do things for himself," Jim shouted as he surveyed the last resting place of the grill.
It was true - Nancy did coddle her son. Not only was he her one and only son but he was also her youngest, having just turned 18. And even though he towered over her at 6' 1", he never lost his "baby status" in her eyes. To top it off, Sam had become more introverted in the last few years and it constantly worried Nancy that he wasn't socializing because of his low self-esteem. In Jr. High he had been bullied because of how tall and lanky he was and although he filled out in High School, his self-esteem issues remained a problem well past his graduation. He never went to any school dances and he seemed to have trouble making any friends. Nancy tried her best to reach out to him, but Sam always bottled up his feeling inside. It worried her that perhaps her son was suffering with depression and it didn't help that his father gave him a hard time at every turn. When Sam made the High School football team, Nancy thought that would be a turning point for Jim and Sam. But that couldn't be farther from truth. Jim's overbearing and demanding nature always found a way to cut Sam down and the whole ordeal only put more strain on their already rocky relationship. Sam constantly failed to live up to his father's unreal expectations.
"Either you are first string on the varsity squad or you may as well join the cheerleaders, Sam," he had flatly told him.
When Jim found out that Sam wanted to be in theater class, he unbelievably had the gall to ask Sam if he was gay.
"Sam, not even your sisters took up theater. What the hell are you thinking? You want to join a play or something? Sam let me ask you something son, are you gay?"
Sam reeled back at the idea and tried to plead his case. He told his father that he simply didn't like football and that he rather do something that he'd enjoy. Jim would have nothing of it and belittled Sam for his decision to leave football behind. When Sam finally did get a part in his High School's production of Hamlet, only his mother and sisters attended. They were all very proud at the way he played Claudius and how he had finally found something where he could break out of his shell.
Nancy recalled how when they were newlyweds, Jim had wanted to have a boy more than anything. He had said that he couldn't wait to teach him how to be a "man's man". Jim instead got three girls in a row. And although he was happy to have them, it wasn't until Nancy's last pregnancy that he hooped and hollered when he heard he was going to finally have a boy. At first, things seemed fine. Jim cared for Sam like any loving father. As Sam grew older however, Nancy quickly saw that Jim's over-competitive character was going to be problem. Nancy tried her best to be the buffer between them even if she got caught in the crossfire more often than not. She thanked God she had her three girls to help keep Jim on check whenever he really went off on one of his tirades. When he received the cold shoulder from every woman in the house he had no choice but to calm down or leave the house until he could settle his emotions. Unlike his sisters, Sam didn't have many friends throughout High School. He wasn't particularly popular. So in the end it was no wonder that Nancy took extra time out of her day to check in on her son. She enjoyed babying him from time to time. She couldn't help it. She felt guilty for the way her husband treated him.
<<<>>> Sam's exasperated sigh brought Nancy's attention back to the tent setup. "Maybe if he wouldn't have sold grandpa's trailer I wouldn't have to be building this stupid tent," Sam said quietly but loud enough for his mom to hear him.
A few months ago it had come to light that Jim needed money to pay off a bad investment loan he had taken out. It was supposed to be a for-sure thing, a joint venture led by one of Frank's friends. Long story short, the small startup that was supposed to make them "filthy rich" instead ended up burning up all their money and Jim's was forced to sell the trailer Nancy's dad had gifted them a few years before passing away. Sam hated his father for selling it. He had many fond memories of his grandfather and all the trips he had taken with him when he was younger.
<<<>>> Nancy took a hold of one of the corners of the tent and helped lay it out. Before long mother and son finally figured out how everything went and the tent started taking shape. As they finished hammering down the fly net down, Nancy began thinking of how much Jim had changed in the last few years. They had managed to raise four healthy young kids and Jim had done his duty to provide for his family. Even with all his flaws, Nancy had very little to complain about. She had been a stay-at-home mom for all of her adult life and Jim had made her happy for many years. It was only now that he was approaching retirement age, that Nancy noticed her husband becoming more short-tempered and less respectful towards her. Nancy figured it was the onset of the infamous mid-life crisis that so many men experience at his age. She did her best to let it run its course and stay out of his. Sometimes she wondered if her husband would get over the fact he was getting older and just go on with his life without being grumpy all the time.
<<<>>>
Once the tent was fully secured, Sam and Nancy began to ferry in their sleeping bags and sleeping pads. Nancy could tell Sam was upset, having been embarrassed by his father just moments ago. Like most nurturing mothers, it hurt Nancy to see her son dejected and on the verge of tears. It was then that she decided she would do everything in her power to make him happy that weekend, despite whatever Jim said to him. She had gone above and beyond for Sam before. This time was no different.
<<<>>>
A perfect example of how far Nancy was willing to go to protect her children had occurred only a few weeks prior to their trip. It was late October when Sam suddenly became sick. He was gripped with a very high fever that refused to subside. At first Nancy thought it was just a common cold. However, it soon became apparent that Sam had a severe case of the flu. For the next 3 days Nancy tended to him, much to the chagrin of her husband. Jim was adamant she was overreacting and that Sam was just milking her for attention. It was Friday night when Sam's fever climbed over 104°F, that Nancy was forced to take desperate measures. Nancy's had tried Tylenol and an assortment of teas but none of that seem to make a difference. She was getting ready to tell Jim that they needed to take him to ER, when she remembered something her mother had taught a long time ago. Nancy recalled how her mother, Margaret, had told her that you could stay a person fever by laying wet towels over a person's body. Nancy wished she had one of her daughters to help her fetch some towels but unfortunately the twins had gone out of state for a soccer tournament and Rachel was working late.
Nancy had no choice but to implement her plan by herself. She rolled up the sleeves to her button up blouse and got to work. She proceeded to pull a couple of white towels from her cupboard and laid them on the bathroom counter. She then plugged the bathroom sink and let it fill with cold water. While the sink slowly filled, she went back to Sam's bedroom and began undressing him. The task was made much harder by the fact that Sam had become semi-unconscious on his twin bed. Undeterred, she pulled his shirt off with great care. She climbed onto the bed and removed his sweats along with his socks. Finally, only his underwear remained. She considered leaving them on for one split second before she decided to pull those off too.
"I need to cool him down fast," she had thought to herself.
She ran back into the bathroom and came back with two damp towels. She surveyed her sleeping son, now fully nude. His entire body was shiny with perspiration. She tried not to look at his private parts but her female intrigue got the better of her. She couldn't help but peek between his legs and notice the manly testicles and his soft circumcised cock lying on one side. Long gone were the features that she remembered of him as a child. Nancy stood there mesmerized. It wasn't until Sam coughed that she woke from her trance. She laid quickly the first towel from his neck down to his groin area. She carefully covered his penis but the towel wasn't long enough to cover his testis. With the second towel she tried to cover his legs but while adjusting the towel she inadvertently touched Sam's swollen testicles. They were burning hot. Her motherly instincts instructed her to grab another washcloth and tuck it underneath his hot sack. Eventually Sam was completely covered from head to toe - a washcloth on his forehead, a towel draped over his torso, a second one on his legs and finally a washcloth wrapped around his bulging testicles. After a few minutes, Nancy inspected the coolness of the damp towels. The washcloth on his forehead had warmed on one side so she flipped it. The one covering his reproductive organs had practically dried up from the heat emanating from his groin. She had no choice but to switch it out for another, freshly soaked, wash cloth. Nancy worked religiously for the next few hours rotating towels and washcloths around Sam's body. Nancy wasn't an extremely religious person but she said a few prayers nonetheless.
It was no surprise to Nancy that Sam became erect when he did. The constant stimulation of washcloths rubbing over his skin while she worked to cool him down was bound to have an effect on the young man. What did surprise her was the sheer size of his erection and thick vein that she found running across it. She tried her best not to touch her son skin to skin. She methodically used the washcloth to keep her hand from directly coming in contact with his most private parts. However, as the night progressed, Nancy became lackadaisical in her method of changing the wet towels and soon she was using her bare hand to move and adjust her son's growing member and swollen testicles. Perhaps it was Nancy's fatigue or perhaps she just found it easier to get the work down by using her uncovered hand. Whatever the case Nancy got used to adjusting Sam's penis one-way and then another without the help of a washcloth. Nancy found herself strangely aroused by her son's meaty cock that refused to cooperate. Unbelievably, after some time had passed, she convinced herself that perhaps she could cool Sam further by giving him some sort of sexual release. As off the wall as that idea sounded, she managed to rationalize that freeing all that pent up semen would bring him some sort of relief from his wretched fever. By the third hour Nancy found herself stroking her son's cock quietly in his dimly lit bedroom. At first she had started with a washcloth between them. She squeezed his girthy cock and gently rubbed him up and down. A few moments later she removed the washcloth entirely and soon she was stroking her son with her bare hand. She used some of her rubbing oil to work his erection.
Nancy failed to realize that by the time his cock started leaking pre-cum, Sam had actually woken up. Although his current state made him groggy and weak, he was fully aware of his mother's soft and oily hand stroking him up and down. He deliriously enjoyed every second of it. Out of fear of her stopping he decided to play the part of the unconscious patient for as long as he could. Nancy continued her hand job until eventually Sam's cock began pulsing in her firm grasp. Ten thick ropes of cum oozed out of her son. Her own legs buckled and her pussy trembled, when she felt the hot batter run down her hand onto his stomach. It was a copious amount of cum but luckily she had the towels on hand to clean it all up. Nancy took great satisfaction that Sam's cum felt hotter than the medicinal tea she had given him earlier. She was convinced that removing that hot liquid from his body could only help to bring his fever down. She did feel somewhat guilty when she saw her son still sleeping but she quickly brushed aside her remorse when she saw the digital thermometer read 99. She thought that she had managed to get him through the worst of it. She gathered the towels and gave her son a kiss on the forehead.
"I love you," she said softly. She turned back and tiptoed out of his room. She was slowly closing his door when she heard Sam whisper back, "I love you too mom." A cold rush of terror ran through her as she finished closing the door.
"He was awake that whole time?" she incredulously asked herself.
She lumbered down the stairs towards the laundry room thinking of the ramifications of what had just happened. "How would I ever face him tomorrow morning," she wondered.
"Perhaps he won't' remember," she thought to herself.
She was wrestling with the idea of how to deal with her indiscretion when she heard Jim yell from the living room, "How is Sam doing? Is he gonna make it or do we need to call 911?"
"He's going to be fine Jim. I managed to get his fever down," Nancy replied.
She couldn't' stand how he joked about Sam's condition knowing how serious it had become. Later that night, while laying in bed, Nancy was able to reconcile her feelings over what had happened in Sam's room. She came to terms with the fact that her son more than likely knew she had given him a hand job. She figured that if he was awake he probably enjoyed it and they could somehow put it behind them. All that being said, she couldn't help but reach down between her legs and feel her still moist pussy from the entire ordeal. Now she was burning up.
"What a crazy night," she had thought to herself as she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
<<<>>>
Back inside the tent, Nancy looked at her son. She felt a growing crush towards him. Sam was in the process of blowing up one of the sleep pads. Determined to turn his mood around she walked over to him and whispered into his ear.
"I bet I can blow one up faster than you can?" she teased.
Sam smiled with his eyes as his mother sat in front of him, Indian style and began blowing into another pad.
Nancy smiled back when she caught Sam looking up her sundress. She was wearing lacy see-through panties that seemed to be very comfortable to wear.
Sam unashamedly ogled his mom. He easily beat his mom at inflating the beds. Sam could never forget his mother's hand job even if he tried. It haunted him every time he looked at her. His horniness peaked around her. And he soon came to appreciate his mother's indifference as he gawked at her neatly trimmed pussy hidden behind the thin fabric. In fact she seemed to enjoy his wandering eye. Having finished one more pad he figured he'd press his luck and rub his erection against her as he reached around her to grab another sleeping pad.
Nancy welcomed his newfound confidence. She went ahead and reached for her son's obvious bulge as he crawled around her. She gripped his meaty pole and they both giggled when she stroked it a couple times. Sam was in heaven.
"Dad, where's mom," they heard Ali yell outside the tent.
"I think she's in the tent setting up the sleeping bags," they heard Jim say.
Quickly, Sam jumped to the far side of the tent and covered his raging hard with the next bed pad. Nancy closed her legs and pretended to be unrolling a sleeping bag. A few seconds later, Ali unzipped the tent and peeked in.
"Mom, are you going to get in the water?"
"Isn't it too cold, honey?" Nancy replied.
"It's a little chilly but Rachel and Tiff say they'll jump in if you jump in. I want to get in but I don't want to go in by myself," she finished.
"Well, I'll only go in if Sam goes in," Nancy replied.
"Oh geez, Mom, Sam isn't going to want to go," she whined.
"How about it, Sam? You feel like getting wet?" Nancy said mischievously.
"Sure why the hell not," he chimed back.
"Oh sweet! Let me go tell Rachel and Tiff!" Ali replied excitedly, before running off.
"I better change into my bathing suit then," Nancy said out loud.
"Sam, would you be a darling and fetch my bag from the back of the car. It's the one with black stripes on it."
"Sure, Mom," Sam replied. Sam was about to head out the tent before his mom stopped him.
"Wait! Before you go, can you untie my dress, please? I can't reach the back," she muttered as she tried to make a lame attempt to reach the ties.
Sam walked behind his mother and slowly undid the knot.
"Thanks, love. Couldn't have done it without you," she teased.
"You're welcome mom," Sam bashfully said before zipping up the tent as he made his way to the car. Nancy proceeded to remove her dress and unhook her bra. She could have wrapped herself in one of the beach towels, but she was loving the attention that her son was giving her and she decided to wait for him to return. When Sam did return to the tent, he was in for a lovely surprise to see Nancy standing in the middle of the tent trying to cover her large matronly breasts with her hands. She was failing wonderfully for her son's benefit and the large bulge in his shorts made Nancy gleefully happy.
"Well?" Nancy quipped.
"Oh yeah, sorry. Here you go," Sam said as he handed over the bag to her.
Sam's eyes tried to take in her large milky breasts and curvy hips all at the same time. He had a hard time deciding what he like best about his mother's body. It wasn't until she turned away from him and bent down that he decided. Nancy's fat bottom drove Sam crazy. Nancy slowly dug through her bag looking for her two-piece dark blue with white dots bathing suit. Nancy was fully aware of the show she was putting on for Sam. She hoped her husband was still busy with the rest of the gear as she finally found her bathing suit and began pulling down her lacy panties. Sam stood in wonder as Nancy sensuously pulled down her panties. They were halfway down her bottom when she turned back to see Sam.
"Sam, aren't you going to change?" "Uhh... oh yeah. I'll put on my board shorts," he stammered.
"Oh shit wait... I forgot to pack them before we left," he said sadly.
"Well, looks like you'll have to go in your undies. You already promised Ali you'd join us," Nancy said matter-of-factly.
Sam mused over his situation. His cock continued to throb as his mother pulled her bathing suit's bottoms up and began tying her strings.
"I guess I could wrap myself in a towel and just jump in the water when I get there," Sam thought out loud.
"Sounds like a plan stud." Nancy finished tying her top just as the girls got back to their campsite.
"Oh wow mom that's a nice bathing suit," the girls cooed as they saw their mother step out of the tent.
A few moments later, Sam stepped out with a towel wrapped around him.
"Uh, Mom, did you change in the tent with Sam?" Tiffany asked.
For a moment Nancy was caught off guard. She looked towards her husband who now looked in her direction.
"Why yes, yes I did, Tiffany," Nancy replied.
"Uh, isn't that like, kinda of weird?" Tiffany replied a little confused.
"No honey it's not weird. Sam was complete gentlemen and covered his eyes while I changed. Now you guys should hurry up and change before the water gets too cold," Nancy said quickly.
Her answer seemed to suffice but she noticed out of the corner of the eye Jim shaking his head in disbelief. She would have to be more careful in the future.
A few hours later, Sam and the four girls walked down towards the beach. Jim stayed behind prepping the food. Rachel was wearing a one-piece black suit. Her thick legs and deep cleavage made Sam look multiple times. Nancy noticed his curious eye. The twins were wearing red and white two-piece suits. Their lovely toned bodies made Nancy a little envious of their figures but proud at the same time. She once again caught Sam's eyes straying and looking at his sisters' toned butts in their scrunched bathing suit bottoms. "Poor Sam, he's going to be aching with blue balls if this keeps up," she concluded to herself. Once they reached the water, the twins raced in. Rachel followed shortly after not wanting to get splashed. Sam laid all the towels out on the sand before finally unwrapping his towel from around his body.
Nancy "oohed" at Sam's club. He was wearing grey, worn out boxer briefs. Nancy couldn't wait to see them wet. Sam waited for his sister to be looking away before he dashed towards her. Nancy followed soon after. Once in the water, Sam went about splashing his sisters. Rachel grabbed him and they grappled with one another trying gain the upper hand. Although she was a girl, Sam had come to learn that Rachel was quite strong. More than a few times he had been pinned by her when they wrestled at the house. It was only now, that he had caught up in age that he could hold his own against her. Rachel spun around trying to loosen Sam's grip but that only managed to get her in more trouble. Sam now held her from behind and she couldn't move. It was at that moment that Rachel felt her brother's erection press again her butt. With newfound strength she broke free and yelled,
"Oh My God! Sam do you have a hard on?"
Sam pulled back and looked at his sister, "Sorry, Sis," Sam replied wishing he were drowning instead.
Nancy had been close by and heard the exchange. She quickly stepped in and she said, "Oh Rachel, stop being such a drama queen. It's perfectly natural for your brother to get an erection at his age. Stop giving him such a hard time."
Rachel couldn't believe what her mother was saying. She was about to say something, but then her mother gave her stern look telling her to drop it. Rachel let out an exasperated sigh and swam off to join the twins a few feet away. Nancy swam closer to Sam and reached out for his hand. She was having trouble reaching the bottom.
"That big dick of yours is going to get you in trouble, young man. You can't be rubbing it willy-nilly on every pretty girl you see. They aren't all like your mom remember," she teased.
Sam sighed and brought her closer. Nancy proceeded to wrap her legs around him. She could feel his hot poker pushing up underneath her. After a few moments of gently bobbing in the water she thought it prudent to unwrap herself from him and instead climbed on his back. Sam took the opportunity to reach back and squeeze his mother's plump butt. Sam walked them over towards his sisters. As soon as the twins saw them, they decided they'd do the same and a good game of chicken fight ensued. The two teams tried to knock each other's partners off each other's shoulders. Nancy and Sam won two in a row before the twins started calling foul. They argued that Sam was too good at being at the bottom and holding Nancy up. Nancy wagered they would still win if they switched positions; so they did. Sam wasn't sure that was a good idea. His tattered cotton underwear hung about him and there was a real danger he would give one of his sisters a real eyeful. Nevertheless his mother insisted.
Nancy ducked under the water and Sam climbed on her shoulders. Nancy could feel her son's bulge on the back of her head and his balls squished against her neck. She cherished the feeling. After a few tense seconds Sam was able to pull Ali off Tiffany's shoulders. Nancy and Sam celebrated with a little spin and then ducked back into the water. Meanwhile, Rachel looked on with suspicion at how her mother was acting with Sam. She couldn't say for certain but she thought something was terribly wrong with the way Nancy fawned over Sam.
After the last chicken game, the family decided it was time to head back. The girls led the way to where Sam had laid the towels. Nancy made sure she put extra sway on her hips to ensure that Sam looked at her butt and not her daughters'. It worked. Sam no longer knew if his balls ached from the cold water or his perpetual blue-balled state. His sister's wet butts and his mother's sexy bottom were driving him mad.
When they arrived back to their campsite, they found Jim sleeping in one of the fold up chairs. The steaks were still in the grill but luckily they had not been overcooked. Nancy tried waking her husband but the four empty bottles of beer at his side made it impossible.
"You're lucky we came back in time. The steaks were about done," she told him.
Jim muttered something unintelligible and went back to sleep.
<<<>>>
It was around sunset when everyone finally settled down for dinner. Sam had finished the steaks and veggies while the twins set out the plates. Rachel grabbed drinks for everyone and Nancy set up the lanterns as he sun faded. Jim finally woke up and ate with his family but not before receiving a stern look from Nancy. Nancy couldn't believe he had gotten drunk by himself.
After dinner, Sam went about chopping up some wood and starting the fire. The girls bundled up as the temperature dropped and gathered around the fire. Jim went to bed early, as the alcohol no longer let him operate normally. The four girls and Sam watched the fire dance well into the night. The twins helped make S'mores and Nancy warmed up some hot chocolate for everyone. It was around midnight that they all decided it was time to turn in. Jim had passed out on the far side of the tent. He didn't even bother changing his clothes or using one of the sleeping bags. Nancy went ahead and covered him with a blanket.
"We want to be in the middle!" the twins chirped.
Nancy asked Rachel if she wanted to sleep next to Jim considering he was a good bed warmer and Rachel was constantly complaining it was cold. Rachel was still a little uncomfortable from having Sam's hard-on rubbed against her so she decided to take her mom up on the offer. Before long everyone had either tucked into a sleeping bag or covered themselves up with multiple blankets. Sam heart raced in anticipation of being able to sleep next to his mother. The same could be said for his mother.
<<<>>>
It was 2:00 AM when Nancy felt cool air rush in between the blankets that Sam and she shared. Sam shuffled closer to her. They were in a spooning position and Nancy's teasing over the last few hours had pushed Sam over the edge. He unceremoniously stuck fingers between her waistband and pulled her panties and cotton PJ's down, leaving just her nice big bottom completely exposed. Sam showed very little apprehension and was soon pawing and squeezing his mother's plush naked bottom.
As Sam groped her, Nancy lay quietly, listening for any signs of someone waking up. Jim snored like the bear periodically, but other than that the tent was still. Nancy saw the twins' blankets gently rising and falling... they were sound asleep. It wasn't long before Nancy felt the hot, bare flesh of Sam's manhood against her. It quickly melted away the cold from her uncovered bottom. She couldn't help but wiggle back against him and smother his man meat between her butt cheeks. Her son began dry humping her, relishing her soft skin. After a few minutes, Nancy worried that his excited breathing would wake up the girls or even her husband. The more he pressed against her the more labored his breathing became. Quietly, like a cat in the night, she rolled back and took a hold of Sam's warm, hard cock.
"Shhh... not too loud, honey... slow down," she whispered.
With that she rolled back to face the rest of her family but not before stroking her son's cock a few times. She couldn't get enough of her newfound treasure.
She recalled that night a few weeks ago, when she had helped him with his fever. She kicked herself not sucking on his veiny knob then.
As soon as she had rolled back to her side, her son was on her again. This time one of his hands went between her butt-cheeks and lifted one of them slightly. His cock soon followed. He managed to nestle between her butt crack and Nancy cooed at his warmth. Although Nancy was now a 44-year-old mom, she felt like she was back in high school as her son fondled and humped her. She worked out regularly, but one part of her body she could never really tone down was her butt. Try as she may her ass grew nice and plump as the years went by. Her waist remained relatively small but after 4 kids she had given up looking like one of her twins. Instead, she worked out to remain healthy and accepted the fact that her butt would always be big. Her son didn't seem to mind its large size. Quite to the contrary he seemed to be loving it for because of it's wonderful size.
Sam continued to saw back and forth in his mother's valley. He could feel Nancy's short pubic hair and heat radiating from her moistening pussy.
All the teasing he endured from her and his sisters had led him to this.
Nancy leaned forward, almost touching heads with Tiffany, who slept in front of her. This gave Sam the angle he needed to finally plunge inside his mother. With one hand he took a handful of her butt cheek and spread her open. With the other hand he guided his engorged penis to the entrance of her swollen pussy - the same pussy where his sisters and he had come to this world not too long ago.
Slowly and quietly, his big mushroom head introduced itself to his mother's juicy pussy lips. They didn't know this new young cock but they accommodated him nonetheless. They were used to Jim's skinny 5" dick. This cock was much thicker and soon Nancy's insides would know how much longer. Gently but surely they accepted the new stud's tool as it penetrated deeper inside. Sam encountered some friction the deeper he went. He was forced to pull back a few inches to be re-coated by his mother's natural lubricant. He repeated the process. Inch by inch he was coated by his mother's love juices. It wasn't long before he had a passed the 5" depth that his father topped out at. Sam was now well on his way to marking new territory that his father could never hope to reach. "Perhaps this would teach that old bastard not to be such a dick," Sam thought.
Nancy wished her son could just fuck her silly but she knew they had to remain quiet and discreet. His left hand reached around her to squeeze her tits, and then it trailed down to grab her hip and pull her closer to him. She wanted to scream in pleasure but instead bit down on her pillow as her son continued to plow her. Sam didn't last long and when he came he grunted almost as if in pain. Nancy in turn quivered as waves of her climax took over her. She could feel Sam's cock pulsing inside her and depositing his baby makers inside her. She closed her eyes and saw stars as her son finished emptying inside her. When she opened her eyes, she heard Tiffany groggily call out to her.
"Mom? Are you ok?" she asked.
Sam froze behind his mother. His dick was still buried 7 inches in her.
Nancy quickly gathered her composure and replied, "It's Ok honey. I was just having a bad dream. Go back to sleep. I'm OK."
Tiffany nodded back barely conscious and rolled over to face her sisters.
Sam finally pulled his deflated cock out of his mother. Cum dripped out of Nancy and ruined the blankets around them. In the morning she'd have make sure and hide them before anyone saw the mess that they had made.
It was only now that Nancy wondered if she was safe. She wasn't on the pill since Jim had had his vasectomy - not that it mattered much since they rarely had sex anymore.
"Not much I can do now," she thought to herself.
She rolled over to face her son and looked into his eyes with his cum dripping between her legs.
"I love you," she silently mouthed to him.
He replied by leaning forward and kissing her. Nancy was falling in love with her son. She was unapologetic to the fact that she had now turned her husband in to cuckold. Instead she slept soundly and warmly in the arms of her new lover.
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The rest of that weekend was uneventful. The second night Jim remained sober and Nancy decided it would be smart to sleep on his side of the tent. Sam was bothered by it but understood his mother's decision. The following weeks back at the house were a blur of activity. With the girls' soccer season ending and Sam's finals around the corner, both Nancy and Sam had very little time to relive that Thanksgiving night in the tent. It wasn't until Christmas that Sam finally got another crack at the old man's wife.
The Martin's had decided to spend Christmas Eve at Nancy's mother's house. Grandma Margaret lived in Redlands, only a short drive away from their house. Rachel, Tiffany, and Ali decided to drive up early to help their grandma prepare the house. Jim had told Nancy he wanted to go visit some of his co-workers before heading to his mother-in-law's house. Jim never really liked spending time at his in-law's house and the least time he could spend there the better.
Nancy and Sam were therefore left alone for the very first time in a very long time.
They wasted no time.
Sam pounced on his mother as soon as he heard his sister's car drive down the street. Nancy's red velvety dress was thrown in one of the corners of her bedroom as they hungrily kissed and undressed each other. Sam ended up ripping one of Nancy's nylons but Nancy forgave him by getting on her knees and sucking on his menacing cock. She devoured her son and tried swallowing it whole. She struggled to get the last few inches all the way down her throat.
Sam on the other hand looked down in wonder at his mother. He was fascinated by the gagging sounds his mother made, as she tried to deep-throat him. After a few minutes he picked her up off the carpet and carried her to her bed. His big flagpole bounced around as he did. As soon as she landed on the bed, Sam's head was between her legs, lapping up his mother's juicy cunt. His cock dripped with pre-cum in anticipation for what was to come. After having his fill, Nancy brought him up into her matrimonial bed and wrapped her legs around him. Sam's cock plunged into her pussy completely unbridled and raging with heat. Unlike their previously secret copulation in the tent where Sam gently fucked his mother surrounded by his sisters and father, here there was nothing to fear.
Sam pummeled his mother with an animalistic fury. Nancy had mentioned to him a few days after his finals that she had missed her period and how she was not on any type of contraceptive. At first Sam was worried of what that meant but Nancy had assured them they would figure it out. She convinced him that perhaps it was false alarm but that nevertheless she felt she needed to tell him, since he could in fact be the father of this potential child.
Siring a child had never crossed Sam's mind before until his mother mentioned it. Sam assumed that his mother was on some type of pill and never bothered talking to her about it. Now with this newfound knowledge that his mother was actually quite fertile and not using contraceptives, Sam found himself yearning to cum inside her more than ever. His genetic drive to plant his seed had completely taken over him and his frantic fucking of his mother was testament to that drive.
Sam pulled out of his mother and flipped her over. Nancy laid her head on the pillow and arched her back, leaving her ass up in the air and ready for her son. Sam climbed behind her and pushed his now slick cock back inside his mother. He fucked her with reckless abandon. He squeezed his mother's fat butt and watched it rippled as he slammed into her over and over again. After a while, he leaned forward and cupped her tits with each hand. He continued his assault and his mother's tits jiggled in his hand.
Nancy yelped as she climaxed with Sam's dick still ravaging in and out of her. Sam held her tightly until her climax subsided. Nancy had never come as hard as she did just then. She could feel her entire cervix contracting inside her trying to suck Sam's sperm inside her. Sam flipped her on her back. She felt like a ragdoll in his hands.
"Mom, I want to cum inside you again," he said breathlessly and with his nostrils flaring. His cock was heaving and Nancy couldn't help but gaze in complete adoration of her son. He was more stallion than man.
"I would love nothing better baby. Come give me all your love. Fill me up like you know how," she sang back to him.
Sam plunged his throbbing cock back into his mother's now sloppy pussy. The wet smacking sounds of flesh on flesh contact, echoed throughout the house. Sam's cock was now coated in a frothy milky substance. He had yet to finish inside her but his pre-cum and Nancy's natural flow had already ruined the sheets and completely glazed his unyielding cock.
It was precisely at this time that Jim pulled up to the house. He had forgotten his cell phone on the kitchen table and had decided to pick it up before heading to his mother-in-law's house. It was a few seconds after entering the house that he heard a loud crash upstairs. He thought his family had already left but obviously someone was still home.
He walked up the stairs only to hear his son's voice yell out, "Fuuuck Mom! I'm cumming!"
Jim couldn't believe his ears. He rushed up the stairs and down the hallway to his bedroom. When he arrived at the doorway he could hardly believe what he saw.
Nancy legs were in the air and Sam cock was buried deep inside her. They were locked in a full mating press. Jim saw his wife's body convulsing underneath his son. One of the corners of the bed had collapsed. He thought he heard Nancy's say something but it sounded almost guttural and involuntary. He could see Nancy's toes curled up. She was cumming. Sam was practically squatting on his mother.
Jim could see that his son's swollen member was pulsating and buried to the hilt inside his now ravaged wife. Jim tried to move. He tried to say something but all he could do was gape in despair as his son's hands gripped onto his mother's ample bottom. Sam was desperately squeezing and pulling her closer to him. Jim realized that Sam was also cumming. His ridiculously large testicles and prostate muscles were flexing and pumping away. Sam was cumming inside his own mother and more than likely impregnating her.
Jim was filled with rage. He forced himself to take one step forward but faltered. The sheer beauty of the love knot between mother and son was too powerful to ignore. Nancy's pussy lips were quivering and Sam's penis slowly pulsated inside.
Unfortunately for Jim, the last thing he would see in life, would be his wife's incestuous creampie dripping all over her his bed.
With that picture etched in his head Jim collapsed with a loud THUD!
Epilogue:
Nancy and Sam ended up calling the paramedics after Jim collapsed. Sam tried his best to fix the broken bed before the paramedics came. Nancy did her best to seem distraught. Jim was pronounced dead at the hospital later that night. He had suffered a massive heart attack. Everyone was heartbroken. Sam on the other hand coped well after his father's death. He assumed his father's role and became Man of The House.
A few months later, Nancy announced that she was expecting another baby. Her daughters were all very excited. Although they missed their father they looked forward to having a baby in the house. Nancy continued having sex with Sam anytime she could, but remained wary of being caught by one of her daughters.
That is until Sam decided to bring them into the fold as wellNancy is 3 Months Pregnant-
"Mom! Have you seen my curling iron?" Rachel yelled into her mother's room.
"I want to curl my hair before my date with Robbie tonight but I can't find it."
Rachel could hear the shower running but her mother failed to reply.
"Ummm, hello? Anybody in there?" Rachel knocked and pressed her ear against the bathroom door.
Inside mother and son froze. Nancy and Sam both heard the knock but could not make out who it was. Sam was sitting on the tile bench built into Nancy's shower. The 44 year old mother of 4 was sitting on her son's lap, his cock deep inside her pregnant body. Years ago, Jim, Nancy's late husband, had requested the seat be built into the shower when he had the bathroom remodeled. He thought it would come in handy as he got older. However, instead of serving as a safe place for an aging man to relax, the bench had now become a safe place for mother and son to fuck regularly.
Rachel knocked again.
Her mother was now 3 months pregnant and with her Father gone she had become paranoid about her mother's well being. The thought of her mother fainting in the shower flashed through her head. Franticallty she ran to her mother's closet and pulled out a coat hanger to unlock the door.
Nancy was about to reply when the door handle jiggled and then swung open. Hot steam rolled out of the bathroom. Nancy's gasped in surprise. Her shower door was not glazed but instead completely transparent. Surely Rachel would see that Sam was in there with her.
"Rachel! Don't come in, I'm showering!" Nancy screamed.
"Sorry mom, I was calling you but you didn't answer."
Mother and daughter looked at each other's reflection via the foggy bathroom mirror. Nancy prayed that Rachel would not turn to look at her directly. The mirror's height allowed only Nancy's upper torso to show. The steam from the hot water helped cover some of the mother's nakedness but Rachel could still see her mother's voluptuous breasts as the water ran down them. What Rachel couldn't see, was her younger brother helplessly trying to hide behind his mother's curvy body.
"Have you seen my curling iron? I thought I saw it in here?" Rachel asked.
Nancy had seen it in her bathroom. In fact she knew exactly where it was. This information of course she could not share since it would require Rachel to walk into the bathroom to look in one of the drawers.
"I think I saw in the downstairs bathroom. I believe it's in one of the drawers honey."
"I already checked there," Rachel replied impatiently.
Unbelievably, Nancy felt Sam's hands grab her hips and lift her up slightly. He was trying to fuck her even now. Nancy quickly reprimanded him by digging her nails into one of his legs.
"I'm... I'm pretty sure it's there honey. Check again."
Rachel gave an exasperated sigh then spun on her heel and hurried out the bathroom.
The door wasn't even closed before Nancy began bouncing her meaty ass back on Sam's lap.
"That was close Sam. What the heck were you thinking humping me while she was still in here?" She asked as she placed her hands on Sam's knees to better raise and lower herself on Sam's thick baby maker.
"I just couldn't help it mom. You just felt so damn GOOD!" Sam gritted his teeth and pushed his hips upwards, fully penetrating his mother.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Sam continued fucking his mother. The wet smacking sounds of their wet bodies echoed in the shower. Sam reached around his mother and played with her swollen clit and rubbed her growing baby bump. At the same time he continued guiding his mother up and down his throbbing pole. Sam watched as his mother's plump bottom squished against him every time she settled her entire weight onto him. Although his cock was thick and long it was no match for Nancy's plump bottom. Her pussy swallowed him whole, over and over again. After a few minutes, Sam asked for respite.
"Mom, can we switch positions? My legs are falling asleep."
Without a word, Nancy's stood up, freeing Sam's thick cock. It smacked against his abs as the tip slid out of her well fucked pussy. Sam stood up and stretched his legs. Nancy's couldn't help but ogle her son, as water dripped his entire body. His angry cock, with it's bulbous head, heaved under the steady stream water. She cooed when she saw his heavy balls move on their own accord. She quickly offered herself by bending over on the tile bench. Sam stepped behind her with his right hand wrapped on his cock. With his free hand he pulled her butt cheeks apart and slowly rubbed his swollen head against her puffy lips. He slowly parted her open and soon he was balls deep inside. Sam fucked his mother at a steady pace. Nancy's ass rippled underneath her son until he decided to grab her asscheeks with both hands. Water ran down her swaying, swollen tits and growing belly. Sam was still gripping onto ample, handfuls of his mother's ass, when he started spurting inside her. Only after he completely emptied his load did he finally pull out. Nancy felt thick gobs of cum ooze out of her. Nancy was sure that had she not already been impregnated by him, she would've been then.
The shower that usually took Nancy only a few minutes had now gone for almost half an hour. They were about done drying themselves when suddenly they heard Rachel's voice again.
"MOM! It's not down there! Are you sure it's not in there?"
Nancy's quickly reach into the drawer where the curler had been all along. Sam on the other hand, hid behind the bathroom door. Rachel knocked once but didn't wait to be let in. Luckily, Nancy was able to meet her at the doorstep.
"Sorry honey, I guess it was in here all along," Nancy said as she stuck her head between the partially opened door.
"I told you," Rachel replied exasperated but happy to finally have the curling iron.
"So where is Robbie taking you tonight?" Rachel asked, trying to sound normal.
"He said he was taking me somewhere nice for dinner and maybe watch a movie later,"
"Well that sounds like fun," Nancy replied.
Rachel had started dating Robbie just a few weeks ago but Nancy had already started to dislike him. The first time he came over to the house, he had spent most of his time playing with his phone instead of getting to know the family. Nevertheless, Nancy was glad that Rachel had found someone new to spend time with and she hoped that maybe this time Rachel had actually met a decent boy.
Sam listened as his mother and sister talked about the upcoming date. He tried to remain still but after a while he noticed how his mother was leaning out the door and decided to seize the opportunity to feel her up one last time.
"Yeah should be nice. Hopefully this time he doesn't think about bringing his friends along. That was really weird last time." Rachel continued.
"I still can't believe he d...did... that," Nancy stammered as she felt Sam reach underneath her towel to grope her fat bottom.
"I know. Like really? That's like dating 101 right?" Rachel continued.
"Well let me know how IT! ... goes tonight. And please try not to stay out too late." Nancy struggled to finish. Sam had stuck a finger knuckle deep inside her still sensitive pussy.
"You Ok mom?" Rachel asked with concern in her eyes.
"I think that shower might have been a tad too hot... that's all. Just need to change and cool off." Nancy managed to say.
"Ok if you say so," Rachel said as she leaned into kiss her mother goodbye.
Nancy felt a little odd exchanging a kiss with her eldest daughter while her son continued to finger her pussy. As soon as Rachel had left Nancy made sure to lecture Sam on how risky that was. Deep down inside however, Nancy had enjoyed every kinky second of it.
Nancy Is Now 6 Months Pregnant
It was early June and the sun was setting. The summer heat was impossible to escape and all of the Martin household tried their best to cool off. Nancy laid on the couch sipping on pink lemonade with a fan blowing over her. She wore a lacy blouse and stretchy shorts. She had one button fastened above her belly, leaving her pregnant belly exposed to cool off.
The twins and Sam on the other hand, had decided to take a dip in the pool. Sam had started working with a construction company in the last few months. He was still going to school but had decided it would be prudent to start working to supplement the household income. Nancy told Sam that they had plenty of money from Jim's life insurance but Sam had sternly told her to save it for a rainy day. As the new man of the house, there was very little she could say to deter him. Nancy couldn't help but admire how Sam completely took over his father's responsibilities; from maintaining the house, to fixing the cars, and of course fucking her regularly like a good husband would.
The twins had continued their young soccer careers. They were now in their 3rd year of college. Their team had done pretty well the last two years and they had a pretty good shot at winning their conference this year. Sam floated aimlessly in the pool but took time to admire his sisters' hard little bodies as they jumped in and out of the pool. Their breasts were small but their legs were toned. Their butts were firm yet bubbly and Sam couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to squeeze them. He also wondered if they were still virgins. They had many boyfriends but neither Ali nor Tiffany had ever been in a serious relationship. Sam's cock harden at the thought of having either one.
Meanwhile, Rachel was lying naked in her bedroom. She had just taken a nice cold shower and had decided to dry off by laying on her bed and letting the the ceiling fan take care of it. She tried texting Robbie but he didn't reply. Lately he seemed more interested in playing poker with his friends then hanging out with her. She wondered when her luck with men would change. She was now in her mid twenties had yet to find someone that could make her feel special.
After watching his twin sisters for a short while Sam decided he should check in on his mother. He wrapped himself in a towel and hung his wet trunks outside on a lawn chair. When he approached Nancy in the living room, he decided to give her a little show and flashed her with his erect cock. Nancy was taken by surprise and gasped.
"Jesus Sam! Really?"
Sam smirked as he made his way closer to her.
"Your sisters teasing you out there or what?"
Nancy wasn't blind to the effect hot women, including her daughters, had on her son. He was young and healthy. And although she did get jealous from time to time, she remembered how she was the one carrying his child.
"Haha nooooo... well maybe a little bit." Sam confessed.
"I figured as much. I going to have to keep an eye on those girls. They are trouble."
Sam sat next to his mother and laid his head on her lap. He playfully headbutted her growing belly, only to feel the baby kick back inside. Nancy and Sam laughed in surprise.
It was a rare occasion when all the Martin family were at the house at the same time, especially on a Friday night. Usually, Rachel had work and the twins had something going on either with their friends or teammates at school. Sam was the only one that consistently stayed in. During her first trimester, Nancy wondered if Sam would shy away from her as her body changed. Her late husband Jim had gone entire pregnancies without touching her because he felt it wasn't normal to have sex with a pregnant woman. Fortunately for Nancy, this wasn't the case for Sam. As Sam's seed grew inside her, so did his appetite for making love to her. Whenever possible Sam would find a way to get between her legs. Whether it was a quickie before class or a late night romp in her bedroom. Sam found a way to be inside her almost everyday of the week.
"We should order some pizza. What do you think?" Nancy said as she felt the baby kick inside her again.
"That sounds like a great idea mom." Sam said as he pulled his smart phone out to order.
By the time the pizza arrived the entire family had gathered in the living room. The twins had rented 50 Shades of Grey and were itching to watch it. All the women in the house had read the book. Although they agreed it was a bit melodramatic, they were curious to watch the movie's adaptation. Sam on the other hand, could care less about the movie or the book. He was however, quite interested in watching his twin sisters layout in the living-room floor. They had thrown on some worn out soccer shorts and loose white t-shirts. Sam could tell they weren't wearing bras by the way their perky nipples showed through the old shirts. Ali's elastic band was useless and the string had gone missing long ago. Multiple times her shorts managed to slide down and expose the top part of her purple panties. Tiffany's on the other hand had a quarter sized hole near her crotch area. Sam almost choked on his pizza when he saw her crawl over to the BluRay player to insert the disc. Her butt-cheek's light skin was hard to miss against the black color of her shorts. Nancy had told them to throw them out a while back but they had stubbornly hung onto them because of their comfort.
Rachel had taken a page out of Sam's book and had come down with only a small towel to cover her. Sam smirked when he realized that the pizza guy was surveying the women behind him. The twins were rolling around on the living room floor fighting over a pillow. Nancy was stretched out on the couch. Her bare feet and pregnant belly were hard to ignore. And then there was Rachel with her damp hair and towel barely covering her. Sam gave the guy a generous tip and had to practically forced him out the door.
Once they had all eaten, they all settled down and got ready for the movie. Sam turned down the lights and sat next to Nancy on one side couch. Rachel laid down on the the other side of the L shape couch. The twins put pillows down and were now laying peacefully side by side. The girls all got sucked into the movie from the moment it started. Sam tried to watch the movie as well but soon he found himself struggling to maintain focus with all womanly flesh around him. He was mainly distracted by his sisters smooth legs but also by his mother beside him. He loosened his towel and let his erection break free. He quietly bumped against his mother to get her attention and motioned her to his stubborn erection. Nancy, shook her head in disbelief. She tried to ignore him but soon Sam was pulling her hand towards it. Nancy hoped to dissuade her son by pretending to watch the movie and after a few minutes Sam did in fact give up. However, he made sure to leave himself exposed in order to entice Nancy further. Try as she may it wasn't long before she started sneaking peaks out of the corner of her eye. The throbbing cock demanded her attention. After ignoring it for a quarter of the movie she finally gave up and snuck her hand under Sam's towel. Nancy looked down towards the twins and made sure they were completely focused on the movie. She then glanced to her right to check on Rachel and she noticed that Rachel was also completely engrossed with the risque love scene currently on screen. She was about to look away when something caught her eye. Rachel's hand was tucked between her legs and was slowly moving back and forth. Nancy kept an eye on her as her own hand took a hold of Sam cock. She slowly started stroking it to Sam's great relief.
Sam relished his mother's soft hands and helped hide her motions by holding a side of the towel up. Nancy continued to steal glances towards her eldest daughter. She couldn't believe that Rachel was masturbating. Then again she was jerking off her son so there wasn't much moral ground to stand on. Nancy could see Rachel's hand moving back and forth. She could see Rachel's legs tightening as she played with herself. Nancy's own pussy ached as she squeezed Sam's cock. It was a debauched scene that outmatched what was currently on screen. Nancy sped up her handjob and felt Sam's precum leak onto her hand. Without giving much thought she brought her hand up to her mouth and quietly spit onto her palm only to place it back on Sam's cock. The initial wet sounds of her hand stroking Sam's cock horrified her but Sam was quick to put up the volume of the movie to cover for them. Nancy continued stroking Sam as the movie played on. While Rachel continued play with herself. Having been neglected for over 3 weeks had caused her to be a little more adventurous than usual. Rachel was about to bring herself into climax when all hell broke lose.
Sam's cock exploded without much warning. Before Nancy knew what was happening she felt Sam begin to spasm in her hand. She grabbed the towel and squeezed the fat angry head of his cock but not before the first hot rope of cum shot up into the air and then down onto the twins.
"Hey! What the heck?!?" Tiffany cried out. The glob of cum had landed straight on her forehead.
Sam was caught completely off guard as his cock continued to deposit its load into the towel. Nancy on the other leapt into action. She proceeded to peel off her blouse and cover Sam's nose.
"Oh shit! Sorry baby. Looks like water came of Sam's nose. Must have been from when you guys were swimming."
Nancy wiped off her gooey hand so she could wipe off the splotch of cum that had splattered on Tiffany's forehead.
"Oh God that's so gross. What the hell Sam?!?" She yelled.
Meanwhile Rachel sat up a little overwhelmed at the sudden outbreak that had coincided with her climax. She was glad it was Sam who was to blame for the interruption and not herself.
Sam walked off to the bathroom clutching onto his towel and his mother's blouse. He squeezed his nose pretending that water was coming out of it. He took one last look behind him to see Ali and Rachel laughing at what had supposedly happened. Nancy was still wiping Tiffany's forehead. Her full tits were almost spilling out of her bra as she wiped the last bit of Sam's cum from her daughter's forehead. Sam shook his head in disbelief.
Nancy is 7 Months Pregnant
It was 4th of July and the annual block party was well underway. Outside, the neighborhood was crawling with activity. There was classic rock being played from loudspeakers, kids were running around and screaming, while other folk were busy eating and drinking. There were pie eating contests, water balloon contests, magic shows, and even a dunk tank competition. The Martin twins were busy helping organize the pie eating contest. Rachel on the other hand, was busy trying to keep tabs on Robbie, who seemed to be on mission to get drunk as quickly as possible.
At the Martin's house, Sam was also busy making a pie of his own. He was busy making a creampie inside his lovely mother. Because of her swollen belly, they had taken a real liking to fucking while she was on her side. Sam spooned behind her and lifted her leg slightly. This gave him better access to her juicy, warm pussy. His long powerful strokes sent waves down Nancy's pregnant body. Even at 7 months, Sam was as unrelenting as before. Every push caused Nancy's swollen tits and belly to sway on her bed. After having fucked her on her side for a good while Sam decided it was time to place her on top of himself.
The reverse cowgirl position gave Nancy the freedom to move up and down Sam's cock but it also wore her out faster given her current size. She took a hold of Sam's hard baby maker and pointed up so she could slide it inside her. She glanced out her bedroom window and saw the ongoing party as she impaled herself on her lover's swollen cock. Slowly, she massaged Sam's cock in and out of her. She concentrated on all the contours and ridges of his hard thick prick. Her pussy stretched around him and hugged tenderly. Below her she could see the other moms dutifully feeding their husbands and children. In a way she was also feeding her son. Up and down she continued to bounce on Sam's cock as he supported her by holding her hips. What had started as a steady pace gradually began speeding up.Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Nancy cried out.
As the tempo of Sam's assault increased, Nancy's swollen tits and belly jiggled in response. Sam was about to erupt inside his mother when suddenly they heard yelling outside. Nancy scanned the street and then recognized the voice. It was Rachel. She was holding her cheek and Robbie was yelling at her.
"Sam quick! I think Robbie just hit Rachel!"
Quickly Sam threw on his clothes and ran down stairs. His cock still coated in his mother's love juices. By the time Nancy finally made it outside, Sam and Robbie were fighting in the middle of the street. Nancy's heart sank when she saw Sam bleeding from the side of his head. She tried to yell for someone to stop them but she felt faint instead lowered herself onto the front door's steps. Rachel and the twins quickly made their way to their mother to check if she was alright. Meanwhile the fight raged on.
The Martin girls looked in despair as Robbie threw punch after punch at Sam. Most missed but some did manage to connect. Robbie was older by almost a decade and Sam struggled with Robbie's larger size. However, as the fight carried on Robbie faded and soon Sam had the upper hand. Robbie tried throwing a kick but Sam caught it and threw him to the ground. Immediately, Sam was on top of him raining punches all over him. It wasn't until neighbors finally stepped in that the punishment subsided. Sam was practically pried off Robbie's curled up body by the time it as all over.
"If you ever touch my sister again I'll fucking kill you!! You hear me!!" Sam yelled, fuming with rage.
Sam's voice cut through the air and everyone who heard him, believed every word of his threat. In his current state, his hate made him more devil than man and everyone gave him a wide berth.
The Martin girls were trembling from the ordeal but were in awe of Sam as he walked back towards them. They had never seen him so angry. It scared them but also made them realize how much he was ready to sacrifice for them. He had a cut on his eyebrow and another on his lip but he shooed his sisters' concerns away when they tried to tend to him. Instead he helped his mother up and brought her inside the house.
Later that evening, after the fireworks had gone off, the Martin family reflected on the day's events.
"Sam, you're so freaking crazy. We didn't even see you coming until... BAM! There you were flying through the air like Superman or something." Ali said still amped up and excited from watching the fight.
She had always been a bit of tomboy when it came to fights and now that she had seen her brother in a real one, she couldn't shut up about it. Meanwhile Tiffany sat by Rachel and rubbed her back. The whole ordeal had left her shaking and her eyes were red from crying. The reason Robbie had slapped her, she later explained, was because she tried to cut him off from drinking any more. Robbie hit her and was in the middle of telling her what she could and could not do when Sam tackled him from the side.
Ali was about to recount the entire blow by blow when Nancy cut her off.
"Ali, I think that's enough excitement for today. How about we all clean up and head up to bed."
"Poor Sam head is probably throbbing." she said as she inspected the injury under the ice pack.
Sam wasn't aware of his injuries at first. It was until well after they had pulled him off his sister's scumbag of a boyfriend that he felt the throbbing in his head.
The entire family headed up to their bedrooms. Nancy asked Rachel if she wanted to sleep in her bed, given all the trauma she had endured. Rachel accepted her mother's offer and made her way to her bedroom. The twins bounded off into their room talking about how badass Sam had been. They reenacted the fight scene until they were finally in their beds. Sam on the other hand found himself completely spent. He brushed his teeth and was slowly treading towards his bedroom when he heard his mother call out from her room.
"Sam come in here real quick."
Sam crept into the dark room.
"Come lay with us for a little while," Nancy whispered again.
Sam slowly lifted the sheets and crawled into bed next to Rachel.
"Sam, I'm so sorry I got you stuck in that mess. I still haven't thanked you for saving me. I'm sorry you got hurt ..." She was unable to finish her sentence and instead started crying again.
Sam and Nancy both embraced her.
"You don't have to thank me Rae. You're my older sister and I wouldn't let anyone hurt you."
Sam went to kiss her cheek but instead he landed on her mouth. Rachel kissed him back and held him there. Before long Rachel and Sam were quietly making out tears still streaming down Rachel's face. Sam pressed himself against her and stabbed his hardon against her thigh. In the past that may have unsettled her but given what had happened and her vulnerable state, she welcomed the feeling of her younger brother's erection.
"Could you hold me until I got to sleep?" Rachel asked Sam.
"Sure sis," Sam replied.
Rachel rolled over and felt her mother reaching out to hold her hand.
Sam scooted closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. He breathed in the perfume of her hair and grinded his cock against the cleavage of her butt.
Sam was tired but the thought of fucking Rachel gave him renewed strength. Sam wondered what his mother's thoughts were at the moment. He didn't want to anger her but his loins yearned for his sister. After a few minutes of pretending to be asleep. Sam pulled his shorts down and proceeded to do the same with Rachel's booty shorts. Rachel felt Sam preparing behind her as he rubbed some spit onto the fat mushroom head of his cock. He slowly started rubbing it between Rachel's butt crack until he made his way down to her warm pussy lips. Sam took note that unlike Nancy's mature pussy, which had a decent amount of hair around it, Rachel's pussy had very short hair. After having explored the outside of her lips for some time, Sam angled his throbbing cock into position and pushed inside his older sister.
Nancy eyes and ears strained in the dark room to make sense of what was happening in front of her. She was still holding Rachel's hand when she felt the bed slowly starting to move back and forth. It was at that moment that she knew her son was now fucking her daughter. There was an pang of jealousy that coursed through her but it quickly passed. A carnal part of her didn't want to share Sam, he was after all her lover and the father of her next child. However, a motherly part of her, ached to give Rachel what she needed. And what she needed now was the love of a man that cared for her.
Sam gradually sped up his thrusts. Rachel tried to slow him down by reaching back with her one free hand but soon she realized it was hopeless to hide what they were doing from her mom. Sam was now freely and loudly claiming her pussy and there was nothing to be done.
"You guys are going to wake the twins up if you keep that up," they heard Nancy whisper to them.
Rachel's tensed up at the sound of her mother's voice but Sam continued to plunge his meaty cock into her.
"Mom, I... I ..."
"It's okay Rae, let your brother show you how much he loves you. After all, he did take a beating for you today" Nancy said as she reached down between Rachel's legs. She felt Sam's slick cock going in and out of her. Her own pussy tingled when she felt how wet Rachel's pussy had become.
Nancy continued to play with Rachel's pussy as Sam labored behind her, sawing away at his sister's plump bottom and neglected pussy.
"God mom, it feels so good... I can't ... I can't believe how good he feels," Rachel moaned.
"That's it baby, keep giving to her. Your sister deserves to know how a real man treats his women."
Sam reached around Rachel and found his mother's awaiting pussy. Soon he was fingering her while fucking his sister.
After making his mother cum on his hand Sam threw all the sheets and blankets to the ground and rolled on top of Rachel, his cock still buried in her. He continued to fuck his sister now with full length, powerful strokes. Rachel yelped into her pillow as he bottomed out on top of her. She winced when Sam decided push even further even though he was already buried to the hilt. She hurt but felt good at the same time. She was in heaven.
Nancy walked across the bedroom and locked the door. She flicked on the light switch and looked back to see Sam's cock pummeling Rachel's juicy bottom. Nancy unconscionably licked her lips as she saw Sam's thick rod split Rachel open over and over again. It was now coated in their sweet love nectar. Nancy could also see that Sam's balls were swollen, probably from not having released earlier in the day. She was happy that Rachel would be the beneficiary of that backup. She made her way back onto the bed and rested next to her rutting offspring. The wet sounds coming from Rachel's pussy made Nancy's own pussy ache in desire.
Nancy couldn't' help herself and reached behind Sam and felt his heavy balls as they pressed against Rachel's sex. Sam slowed down as he felt the oncoming rush of a massive eruption from his cock. Rachel gasped when she felt her mother's hand slide down and rub her pussy. After a few seconds of not moving Sam's body began to tense up and shudder. Nancy slid her hand back between Sam and Rachel and felt Sam's thick cock between her fingers as it started pulsating and injecting thick amounts of cum into Rachel's ravaged pussy. Cum began to leak out the sides even though Sam was fully inside her. Rachel's own climax hit her like a freight train . She couldn't believe what was happening but every time she felt Sam pulse inside her, he body sent shock waves to her extremities. When Sam finally pulled out his spent cock he was exhausted and collapsed to one side of the bed. He fell asleep shortly after completely drained of energy and cum. The mother and daughter on the other hand were left rubbing each other's bodies in the afterglow.
"Mom I'm not on the pill..." Rachel said as she felt her mother's pregnant belly.
"Well, we can get you the morning after pill tomorrow if you like... or we can take our chances and see what happens " Nancy smirked mischievously.
"Who knows maybe you would like being a mom?" She continued.
"Uhh... I don't know about that mom. I'm not planning on having a baby anytime soon and I'm pretty sure Sam would freak out if I got pregnant by him."
"I don't know about that love. He was pretty happy when he knocked me up."
"You're kidding," Rachel asked incredulously.
"Nope. Not one bit honey. This is Sam's baby alright" Nancy said as she readjusted herself on the bed. Sam was now snoring next to her.
Rachel curled up next to her mother completely dumbfounded by what her mother had just told her. She drifted asleep wondering how many times Sam and her had done it on that very same bed. She also wondered what it would feel like to be pregnant. A primal calling had been unlocked and although she hadn't consciously decided her body had already released an egg and made it available to the million of Sam's sperm cells that now swam inside her.