Dude, You Slept With My Mom

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(Bucket-List Progress: Week 26 - 58/104 = 55.77%)

(Bucket-List Progress: Week 26 - 58/104 = 55.77%)

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~~~ Week 27 - Sunday ~~~

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I slid into the church pew next to Mom, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and kissed her on the cheek. Elise leaned across Mom's lap and begged a kiss as well. I snickered at her and gave my older sister a quick peck on the cheek.

At that point, Emily's mother didn't want to be left out. She snuck around Elise and squeezed down the line to drop onto my lap. She threw her arm around my neck and kissed me on the mouth.

"Mother!" Emily hissed, pulling her off of me.

She looked around to see how many people had been watching. We always attracted more than our fair share of attention. Our pew was, at this point, one of the fullest of the seats in the place. The median age of the occupants of our row was also several years lower than all of the others. That tended to send more looks our direction as well.

If any of the regulars were shocked by Lena's quick lip-lock, however, her daughter wasn't able to catch them looking. Still, she pulled her mother's small slender body across her own and dropped her onto the pew between her and April. I caught the blonde photographer covering her mouth - where a broad smile was trying to peek out. Emily was scowling fiercely at her mother. I flicked the bottom of her skirt up to run my fingertip across her panty-covered crotch.

Imagine my surprise when I felt the tender girl-flesh of her labia beneath my fingerprints - rather than soft cotton cloth. Emily blushed and gasped and threw her skirt back to her knees. April chuckled out loud and then quickly covered her mouth with her hand. It was Lena's turn to scowl. Emily blushed a little harder and tried to ignore her. I gave her a peck on the lips.

"Naughty, naughty,...," I whispered. "Maybe we should talk to the minister about appropriate attire for God's house..."

"Hush...," she hissed.

I turned my face back towards the front of the church and caught my mother and Elise watching the exchange. Mom's face was neutral. Elise had a wry grin on her lips.

Maggie, Brian, and Alissa were quickly slipping into the pew on the other side of my sister.

"You bunch are always entertaining," she whispered.

Mom cleared her throat to tell me not to respond. The minister was approaching the pulpit. It was time to get the service started.

I knew two of the hymns that we sang this time and sang with a bit more confidence than normal. My mother pinched the side of my thigh and gave me a sweet smile that told me that she was happy to hear my voice joining with hers. I put my arm around her shoulder and gave her a quick squeeze.

I caught one of the older ladies behind us watching my interaction with Mom. She gave me a kindly wink. I gave her a smile in return.

As we left the building, a little over an hour later, I saw the lady waiting. Her eyes were following me so I went to talk to her.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm delighted to see your extended family each week," she said cheerfully.

"We don't always behave like we should...," I said, testing the waters a bit.

"Jesus said, 'It is not those who are healthy who need a doctor, but those who are sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.'," she replied. "Those who are perfect have no need of this place. Our sins may differ but each of us needs His forgiveness. Don't let the naysayers get you down. As I said, I'm delighted to see you. That was all I wanted to pass along."

"Would you object to a quick hug?" I asked her.

"Certainly not!" she replied.

She opened her arms. I scooped her up, spun her around, set her back on her feet, and kissed her on the cheek.

"My goodness!" she gasped. "I haven't had such an enthusiastic hug in... a really long time."

She pulled my face down and kissed me on the temple.

"Take good care of your mother, young man. She's a saint," she said quietly.

"I agree," I told her. "I try not to give her too many gray hairs but I'm afraid that I do keep her on her toes."

The woman patted my shoulder, slipped from my arms, and headed off for the parking lot.

"Make a new friend?" Emily teased as she slipped into my arms.

April squeezed against my side.

"She just said that she was happy to see all of us. I warned her that we weren't very righteous."

"She was sweet," April interjected. "I liked what she told you."

Mom approached us with an embarrassed smile on her face.

"Shit...," I moaned. "We're going to Old People Buffet - aren't we?" I complained.

She wrapped her arms around me and my two lovers. She kissed the girls on the cheek and me on the corner of my mouth.

"I couldn't help but overhear her tell you to take good care of me...," Mom said, sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.

I couldn't help but laugh at my mother - using the other woman's words to trap me into taking her to my least favorite after-church dining establishment.

"Fine," I groused, "but only because I'm your favorite."

"You wish...," my sister said quietly from behind me.

She pinched me on the butt. The girls laughed when I jumped.

As the three of us walked to the truck, Emily whispered that her mother was feeling horny and was needing me to drag her off to my old bedroom to spend a little quality time with her. She reported that David (her dad) had called her recently. Apparently, from what Emily was able to find out, he and the new girlfriend were squabbling. She suspected that he had called Lena to see if he could get his dick wet while waiting for the woman to "come back to her senses". Emily wanted me to make sure that her mother wasn't tempted to let her father back between her thighs.

I promised her that I'd make her mother scream. I squeezed her and whispered that I really enjoyed it when I got to spend time being naughty with my favorite mother-daughter combination.

April squeezed my butt and told me to take them both to my bed. Emily shook her head at her.

"You're part of us now," she insisted. "I love watching Mom cum on Sam's cock - and I don't mind being naughty with her because it makes Sam's dick super-hard - but you and I can do that too. It's not right to leave you out when you worked so hard to get your narrow little ass wedged into this throuple."

The blonde gasped and said, "I'm not sure whether to be insulted or turned on."

"Definitely the second one," Emily told her.

She kissed her on the lips and squeezed one of her tits.

"While Sam's plowing my mother's twat, you and I can help each other get our pussies super-wet so he'll have no choice but to fuck us both before we go to bed tonight."

By the time we got to the buffet, my underwear was already a gooey mess. It didn't help any that Lena and the girls took every chance they could to give my body touches, pinches, and squeezes.

When we got to Mom's house, Emily made a remark to her mother that I had mentioned getting flowers for her and April. She told her mother to go with me to help pick them out. I don't think anybody in the house was confused about what was happening - especially when Lena practically leapt into my arms, squealing like a schoolgirl.

As we walked hand-in-hand to the truck, I warned her that - if we were actually going to get flowers - to keep the cover-story from being a full-on lie - I wanted to get that out of the way first. Emily's mother quickly agreed.

I drove to the supermarket that had the flower bundles that Emily had remarked about previously when we had been there. I let her mother make the selections. We got six sets - one each for Emily, April, Maggie, Lena, Mom, and my sister.

As we drove to the apartment, I realized that I hadn't talked to Elise about her housing situation recently. She always seemed to be at Mom's lately. When I asked Lena about it, she said that she thought something had changed with my sister's job situation. She was back to sleeping in her old room again. After hearing that, I was even happier that Lena and I weren't trying to have sex at Mom's house. I was certain that Emily's mother was going to be loud. Mom and Elise knew that I was fucking her but there was no need to rub it in their faces.

We carried the six bundles of flowers into the house. Thankfully, Lena remembered which two were her daughter's and April's. I honestly couldn't tell any of the bundles apart.

"Strip and lie on the bed while I arrange these," she told me.

She washed her hands when she finished getting the girls' flowers into two vases - which she placed on either side of the table beneath the TV.

"I put Maggie's flowers in a vase on her desk," she reported, as she stripped off her clothes.

"Thank you, Lena," I replied.

"I'll take my thanks from you in a moment," she said with a lewd grin.

She climbed onto the bed, on her hands and knees, and knelt between my thighs. She played with my balls and dick until I was aching. She wrapped her hand around my penis, kissed the tip, and looked up at me.

"David called," she reported.

"Emily told me," I replied, nodding.

"He didn't ask me to meet him but I know that's what he wanted," she went on.

I remained quiet, letting her tell me what she wanted to say.

"If I didn't have access to you, dear boy," she said, "I might have been tempted. For all of his faults, he generally tried to make sure that I got off - at least when he wasn't drunk."

"Had he been drinking?" I asked her.

"I don't think so," she replied. "I think that's a first in a long time. I hope he doesn't turn to it since I turned him down."

"It's not your fault if he does," I told her.

"I love you, Sam," she said.

"I love you too, my naughty future mother-in-law," I replied. "Are you gonna talk to my dick all day, or are you going to slide that tight cunt of yours down onto my prick and show me how much you want me to flood you with a hot load of jizz?"

I groaned as the MILF pulled my dick to her left and looked up across my body into my eyes as she licked my balls and then sucked one - and then the other - into her mouth. She caressed them with her tongue until they were aching. As she did, she ran her hand up and down my rigid length. I growled at her when she wrapped her fist around my cock-knob and twisted.

"You're gonna get yourself fucked, sexy woman," I warned her.

She giggled at me.

She licked my balls and then ran her tongue up the entire length of my dick - from my balls to the tip. She winked at me as she wrapped her lips around the crown.

"Lena," I growled. "I fucking swear... You're gonna get raped."

I clenched my hands into fists and pressed them to my hips as she swirled her tongue around the head of my penis - which was still buried in her hot steamy mouth.

She swatted my hand away as I reached for her. She got to her knees and then her feet. She crouched down until the lips of her pussy were just millimeters away from kissing the head of my dick. Her pre-cum dripped from her gaping pussy and wetted the tip of my penis. A second later, she squatted lower and lower and the velvety slickness of her vaginal entrance began to part to allow my aching member within.

I reached for her hips again.

"No," she said forcefully. "I resisted my husband's advances..."

"Ex...," I reminded her.

"I resisted David's temptations because I knew I had this monster waiting in the wings."

"If you wait much longer...," I warned her.

"I love you, my sweet son," she purred. "I love how you care for my little girl - and I love how your monstrous cock fills my pussy..."

She sank lower and lower. I held my breath as more and more of my penis disappeared into Lena's tender tightness.

"Fuck, Lena,...," I moaned. "Are you always this tight?"

"It's your dick, dear boy," she insisted. "I swear there's not a bigger one on the planet - at least that's how it feels when it fills me. I'm half-tempted to give into my ex-husband - just to remind myself about how much smaller his is..."

I started to open my mouth - to warn her not to do that - when she put a hand over my mouth. At that moment, she began twerking her ass or something. Her vaginal walls were gripping my dick - from top to bottom. It felt like I had an honest-to-God milking-machine hooked to my penis.

I screamed into Lena's palm as my balls erupted and my sticky spend rocketed up my shaft and squirted inside of her.

She began to make love to me then. My jizz made her pussy even slicker than she already had been. She rode me slowly - obviously enjoying the feeling of my penis sliding in and out of her pussy almost as much as I did.

She was so fucking sexy that my penis didn't even consider deflating.

"Play with my tits, Sam," she whispered.

I squeezed her breasts, ran my fingers over the supple, tender flesh of her milkers. I rolled her stiff nipples between my fingers and tugged on them gently. She gasped and came. I felt the heat of her girl-jizz wrap around my penis.

Once she recovered, she went back to riding me again. I ran my hands from her breasts to her ribs and from there to her waist, caressing and squeezing her. I got my hands on her hips and helped her go a little faster, deeper, and harder.

"Oh... Sam...," she moaned. "I love how you're still hard! I love how your hot jizz is churning around inside of me. I can't wait for you to make me a grandmother but I'd sorely love for you to give Emily a little brother or sister... I love how much love and lust you pour through those orbs - straight into my soul."

She began to cum again. I pulled her down against me. Her stiff nipples dug into my chest as I snuggled her smaller frame against my own. I kept one hand on her back - caressing her. The other, I sent down to squeeze her rounded rump.

"God, you do that so well! You never fail to make me feel so thoroughly loved and adored, my handsome knight in shining armor..."

"You're so sexy, Lena," I told her. "Anybody who fails to treat you like an absolute queen is not worthy of your attention."

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pressed her lips to mine. I let her be all weepy for a couple minutes and then I rolled her onto her back and pinned her hands above her head.

"Enough mushy shit, Mom," I growled. "It's time for me to remind this pussy of yours who it belongs to."

"Yes...," she moaned.

I thrust into her, pulled out, and slammed in again. She began cooing and keening - moaning and mewling.

"Fuck my pussy, Sam," she begged. "Mother and daughter are addicted to this loving cock of yours. I love you so much. I love this. I love how much I ache for you. I love how contented I feel when you fill me. Give me another creamy load, my handsome boy..."

I thought I had nothing left for her but her naughty words and sexy sounds called to me - or rather to my testicles - and they answered.

"It's cumming, Lena...," I warned her. "You sexy bitch. I'm sure I'll give you a baby this time..."

"Yes...," she purred. "I would gladly carry your child..."

As my balls released their load, my grip on her wrists slackened and she pulled her hands free. She wrapped them around my face and pulled me down. With my eyes squeezed shut as my penis began firing rocket-bursts of jism inside of her, she kissed my lips again and again.

Her vaginal channel trembled. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me hard as she began to join her climax with my own.

"Sweet Lena...," I moaned.

I slid my hand down her narrow frame and gave her ass another squeeze.

"Your lusty daughter definitely gets all of her beauty, seduction, and heart from you. I love you, sweet lady."

I kissed her tenderly and pressed my forehead to hers.

We lay there, panting, working to catch up on the breaths that we had skipped as we'd kissed and coupled.

She pushed me off of her and I rolled to my back. She cupped her sex with her hand and hurried to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and the sink run and then she returned.

"You made quite a mess, young man," she mock-complained.

"Sorry, Mother," I replied. "I won't let it happen again."

She gave a bark of laughter.

"I most certainly hope you're teasing me. I adore your attention, affection, and your steamy loads. Let me clean you up so you feel more inclined to give in again when I need your hugs and kisses - and your fat cock."

She crawled onto the bed and got her talented mouth on my sex. She sucked and licked me clean. Her tits were swaying beneath her and I reached out to give them some loving squeezes.

When she had finished cleaning me up, I pulled her back on top of me.

"Sam...," she said quietly. "Your mother knows what we're up to but we shouldn't be gone much longer..."

"Just a few more kisses...," I told her.

"You spoil me...," she sighed.

"I think I'm the spoiled one, sweet lady," I told her. "You have no clue how wonderful that pussy of yours feels on my cock. I also need to thank you for giving your daughter that voracious little kitty of hers. I seriously don't know what I would do without her. I basically cheat on her every day that we're together and she acts like it's her idea."

"Silly boy," Lena said, caressing my cheek. "I've seen how you look at her. You may bury that cock of yours in a parade of wanton and needy women but you still hold her on a pedestal like you do me. I absolutely adore you. I would never have objected to David cheating on me if he'd simply treated me well and made sure that I had all of the cock I needed."

"You are far from needy, sweet lady," I told her. "Make sure you let your daughter or me know when you need some attention. Neither one of us think that you letting David back between your thighs would be a good idea."

"I agree and I thank you for sating my lust, my gentle and caring lover."

She kissed me a little longer. I squeezed her butt and molested her tits. She giggled into my mouth when I tugged a nipple.

"Let's get back to your mother before we fuck the whole day away," she said. "You'd better have enough left in the tank to fuck my daughter tonight or I'm never going to hear the end of it..."

I stole another kiss or two as we got dressed. I helped Lena carry the flowers to the truck and then she corralled them all as I drove back to Mom's house.

I held the bundles as she got out. While my hands were busy, she giggled and groped my crotch. Emily was definitely Lena's little girl. She giggled again when I told her so.

After a few more teasing touches, she finally took some of the flowers from me. We walked up to the house to find Emily waiting in the doorway - except that my lusty girlfriend's lavender pixie-cut was now flowing brunette locks that hung below her collar. Lena and I both gaped at her. She laughed.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"Is that... a wig?" I asked.

"Do you like it?"

"What gives?" I inquired.

"We're going out tomorrow night - to show off our Halloween costumes," she replied. "I really didn't think my purple pixie worked with the Stevie Rogers outfit..."

"I can't wait to see you in..."

I lost the ability to speak the rest of my thoughts when April's face appeared over Emily's shoulder. Her hair had changed as well. I knew, immediately, why. Her hair was dyed red - to complete the Black Widow look. I loved the little minx as a blonde but - fuck me - the red hair was so hot!

Emily laughed and told April, "I think he likes it..."

My sister, of course, couldn't let the moment pass without a comment.

"Good job, girls," she said, smiling broadly. "I'm pretty sure that's the first time in his life when my brother wasn't flapping his gums together..."

"I'll take your flowers back...," I threatened.

"You got me flowers?!" she gasped.

I looked to Lena. I had no clue which bundle was my sister's. She nodded her head toward the bundle in my right hand. I held them out to Elise.