summer stories (3)

UNUSAL SUMMER STORIES (3)

Yesterday, he’d fucked his mother twice on the same morning – both times using a degree of roughness to heighten his sexual experience. ‘It was her own fault’ he thought. ‘She asked for it’.

The first time was just after his mum had left the bathroom. As she’d walked to her bedroom she called out ‘OK’. This was the long established signal used by members of the household that the bathroom was now unoccupied. Yesterday there had only been the two of them in the house. He’d been lying in bed playing idly with his cock, planning his day, thinking of the second date he would have later on with his new girl friend Selina, wondering if he would persuade her to give ‘it’ out.

He did not respond to the call, no response needed – it was just part of the household routine. But when he went to shower some two or three minutes after hearing that now fateful ‘OK’ he’d unexpectedly he’d met his mother on the landing – she’d nipped back into the bathroom to pick up a forgotten cosmetic case. They stood facing each other on the landing momentarily frozen, he naked, his cock half proud from its recent teasing, she wearing only a flesh coloured bra and matching skimpy panties. In the immediate quick, hasty confusing seconds he’d taken in the luscious sight of her partially clothed body, but noticed she had taken a quick look at his cock. He’d followed her into the bedroom and fucked her. He said to himself ‘Walking around half naked -she was asking for it.’ Justified. Finished!

Half an hour or so after that she’d come into his bedroom to tell him things must finish. Now. No argument. He’d seen the three top buttons of her housecoat were undone and when she had leaned forward it gave him a peek at her braless breasts. He had responded by roughly pulling off the housecoat and she then had been standing before him wearing only heeled mules and a sheer almost see through thong. He torn that thong off her and fucked her – in her wet juicy cunt and up the arse, hurting her there. He thought half out loud ‘She was asking for it – showing her tits, wearing that sexy thong. Asking to be fucked’. Justified. Finished!

Around midday he’d gone out and spent the day with the group of young males that formed his college group. He was quieter than usual, not joining in the general ribald teenage chat about the size of so and so girls tits and that girl’s arse. He’d got plenty he couldn’t tell them, but he could not. He’d deliberately chosen to come home later than usual – to avoid contact with his mum knowing she would be in bed and now the next morning dawned – well, 10.a.m. was dawn for him!

The 17-year-old lay on the duvet on top of his bed wearing a pair of boxer shorts that were pulled down – the elastic of the waistband resting under his balls. His cock was hard from the slow wanking. He was enjoying thinking over yesterday’s events. He’d been told it was finished but some more action would be good! Rough. Exciting!

Yesterday after the double violations she had gone through the routine of the day but she hadn’t had much time to think but things – she needed to work, and the day eventually passed. She went to bed earlier than usual. Her body was tired and the soft tissue around her anus was painful. It had been the first time she’d been screwed there and he’d fucked her briefly but roughly.

The next morning she woke early and lay in bed trying to make sense of things.