I’m All Yours

LAST OCTOBER

Jack climbs into bed.

"Well?" his mother asks, wrapping him up in her arms and legs. "How'd it go?"

He's not sure what to tell her. No, scratch that. He knows exactly what to tell her and exactly what not to tell her.

"Mission accomplished."

She gasps. "You're kidding! Tell me everything!"

He smiles. Yeah, I don't think so, Mom. But he does tell her everything right up until the part where he let Grandma peg him. He rightly suspects that that might change his mother's view of him, her supposed alpha male.

He can't say he exactly enjoyed that experience, though he did like that it cut through the tension between him and his Grandma. He feels like it was a small price to pay for her forgiveness and to help her feel better about his dominating her.

He definitely feels changed after the experience, though. He's kind of surprised he allowed it to happen. No, that he suggested she dominate him.

Very out of pocket for him.

Oh well. What's the saying? Live, Laugh, Get pegged by Grandma?

"I can't believe she deepthroated you," is what Marla took from the story.

Jack can't believe that, either.

"Anyway, all is forgiven. She promises to be nice to you again. You're welcome."

She laughs. "Oh, I'm welcome? The vibrator was my idea."

He kisses her. "And a good one at that."

"Wanna claim my ass?" Marla asks.

He grimaces at the mention of the word ass.

"I hope you won't take this the wrong way, but I'm a little sore."

He fails to mention where he's sore. Or that he's not feeling particularly dominant right now.

She kisses him.

"Of course, baby."

She snuggles into him with every intention of letting him sleep. But. The thought keeps running through her mind: He fucked her mother. Her mother who hated him. He dominated her. Got her to deepthroat him. Her mother deepthroated her son. Her alpha male son. He's so fucking manly and irresistible that her own mother couldn't even say no to him.

She's grinding into him now. She's not even aware that she's doing it; she's just so overcome with heat. Now she rubs her face into his chest, smelling him, getting his scent all up in her hair.

She runs her hands over his torso, and her legs slide over his.

Despite himself, Jack can feel his cock rising to attention again. Her exuberance for him, for his manliness, gets the best of him. OK, yes, he did let Grandma peg him. He even got off on it; he's not ashamed to admit it. But look at his mom. She wants his cock. So much so that she can't even control herself.

Her mouth opens wide, seeing his dick at full mast. She looks at him with a fierce hunger in her eyes.

She slides down and kisses his dick. Her bull's cock. The cock of her master. He can fuck anyone. He can claim anyone. And look how hard he is for her.

She slides it into her mouth and turns her head from side to side. She bobs up and down, and he brings his hand to her cheek.

She giggles. She bobs up and down a few more times while working his shaft with her hands.

Then she lets his cock pop out of her mouth. While still stroking it, she purrs, "Oh, I'm being so bad. You wanted to go to sleep, and here I am sucking your delicious cock."

She sucks it some more. Slowly. Like a delicious ice cream cone.

"What are you gonna do to me, Master, for being so naughty?"

OK, this is better. He can feel his alpha battery recharging.

He grabs her and slides her up the bed.

"Oh yeeah," she growls.

He hikes up her ass and rubs it.

"You were naughty, weren't you?"

"So bad."

He smacks her butt. Lightly, but enough for the role play.

"Yeah," she purrs, "Mommy was so naughty."

Smack.

"You want me to claim your ass?"

"Mmm... please. That'll teach me."

"Well..." he positions himself behind her and gives her another light smack. Oh, look how that ass rebounds. "We don't always get what we want."

He slides into her pussy, which makes her gasp.

He pushes her down onto the bed, then goes to town. He sends his cock deep inside her, grinding it all along her G-spot.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahyeahyeahyeah..." His mother is losing her damn mind. Her son is having his way with her, delivering maximum pleasure with each stroke.

She's about to... she's about to... she's about to cum--

He pulls out.

"No!" she gasps. She was so close.

"But then again, sometimes we do," he says.

He lifts her ass and sends his cock inside.

"Fuuuuuuuck!" she screams into the pillow, the material barely containing her voice.

"That's right, Mom," he says as he starts thrusting into her with authority. "I fucked your mom. I fucked her good."

She's grunting and growling into the pillow.

She sends her hand down to her pussy and starts rubbing. Oh yes, Jack. Tell me all the terrible things you did to my mom.

"I made her deepthroat me. I fucked her face, Mom. I fucked your mom's face. I sent my cock deep down her throat and showed her who's the boss. I made her drink my incest seed."

Her orgasm rips through her. Her body shudders uncontrollably. Her legs spasm. And she keeps rubbing.

"Then I took her and claimed her, Mom. I claimed your mom and bred her. I bred the shit out of her. I bred your mom, Mom! I sent my seed deep inside her pussy. She's mine now. I own her! I claimed your fucking mom!"

He explodes in her ass, and Marla's orgasm reaches new heights. Her son just came inside her ass after breeding her mother. He's the ultimate alpha. The ultimate. There's no one he can't claim, and he wants her. He wants her. He wants her.

After they finish and relax and remember to breathe, Jack slides out of her and rolls over. He rolls his eyes a bit, thinking about the not-entirely-true version of events that he just related to his mom, but he quickly puts it out of his mind. He made his mom happy. Frankly, he made her silly, is what he made her. She's giggling away next to him. She crawls over and nuzzles into him.

"Now, I really do need some sleep," he says.

She giggles and kisses his chest.

"I mean, yeah. Go ahead already. I'm not stopping you."

He snorts. And passes out.

The next morning, Kelly wakes up, her arms wrapped tightly around Chrissy, as if she were afraid her sister would slip out during the night.

Last night had been a hell of a reunion. The moment they locked Chrissy's door, they were all over each other, tearing off each other's clothes, lips pressing against each other, tongues licking everywhere a tongue could lick, and eye contact. Lots and lots of eye contact. They punctuated the opening ceremonies with Kelly going down and fingering Chrissy's pussy using both hands --one set of two fingers on her g-spot, the others roaming freely inside her. She used a steady, alternating rhythm that quickly gave Chrissy a tight and focused orgasm.

Chrissy returned the favor, only she used one set of fingers to penetrate Kelly's ass while her other fingers stimulated her G-spot. Kelly's orgasm was much more intense. She clenched her thighs so tightly around Chrissy's head that she was afraid it would pop right off.

"Oh my god, I've missed you so much," Kelly said once Chrissy came back from the bathroom. She repeated this over and over. She wanted to say so much more, but they were wiped out, and they contented each other with merely saying, "I love you," and falling asleep in each other's arms.

Now, though, there's time to talk.

She runs her hand along Chrissy's beautiful face and kisses her good morning. They make out for a bit.

"Run away with me," Kelly says finally.

Chrissy smiles. That does sound nice. But what sounds way better is Chrissy's retort: "Come live with us on the farm, baby girl."

Kelly closes her eyes. That does sound idyllic. But a coupla things stand in her way: namely, Marla and Dave. She can't see Marla forgiving her anytime soon, given how she hasn't spoken to her this whole time. And Dave. Sweet Dave. How can she abandon him after what she did to him?

And then there's Jack. She's not sure she's ready to plunge into that darkness again. She expresses these concerns to Chrissy, who nods. But Chrissy's an optimist. Also, she's pretty sure Marla will come around. It's not so much that she won't forgive Kelly. It's her jealousy that needs attending to. But she'll come around.

As for Jack, well. She tries to tell Kelly that Jack's changed, but she can tell by her body language that she's not ready to hear it. She feels too unstable to be near him right now.

"It'll happen, baby girl. I promise. You and the kids will come live with us. We'll all be one big happy family. I promise."

She brings Kelly in for a kiss. Then another. Then another. Their arms begin to intertwine and caress each other. Their nails rake and glide and stimulate. Their legs rub together. Their hips start bucking towards each other.

It would be quite the little sex scene, except they hear the thundering of little feet stomping past their door.

"Uncle Jack! Uncle Jack!" the kids say. They can hear them banging on Marla's door. "Come play with us!" Kelly can hear her kids' voices in the group.

"OK! OK! I'm coming!" Jack says.

Kelly bites her lip at the sound of his voice.

The herd of elephants tramps past their door again.

Jack's voice booms from just outside Chrissy's door.

"You kids run downstairs and hide. I'm coming to find you. Go!"

They scurry downstairs, giggling, squealing, and thankfully, no crying.

Jack taps at Chrissy's door.

Kelly gasps and covers her mouth.

"Come in, Jack," Chrissy says.

What are you doing? Kelly mouths. I'm not ready. I'll never be ready.

But Chrissy holds her and strokes her face. It's now or never, baby girl. I've got you.

Jack enters.

He slides into bed behind Kelly.

She holds her breath. She can feel his hand approach her, its heat millimeters from her back.

"I just want to say, Aunt Kelly, I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so terribly sorry."

He places his hand on her back.

She inhales and clutches Chrissy tightly. His hand is on her, and she's melting into him. Oh, please, Jack. Please. Wrap me up and fuck me. Tell me to come with you.

He's just as bad. Oh fuck. The love of my life is right here. She's not screaming at me. She's not mad. She wants me, almost as badly as I want her.

He slides his hand towards her shoulder. His touch on her naked skin is electric.

Oh, fuck, he wants her so badly. He wants to slide his hand around her, caress her breast, and pull her into him. He wants her to buck her ass into his cock, which he can feel hardening.

Not now, Jack. The kids are waiting for you.

"I love you, Aunt Kelly. I know we'll be together. Soon. I promise. If you can forgive me."

He slides forward and places a gentle kiss on her back.

Kelly opens her mouth and closes her eyes and mutters a silent "Fuck."

Her body responds.

She starts bucking her hips, and she throws her head back.

She's about to turn over to start kissing him and start embracing him and start fucking him...

But she hears her kids yell.

"We're ready, Uncle Jack!"

He pulls away.

She gasps. Her body instantly starts to shiver.

"I love you, Aunt Kelly," he says.

And then he's gone. She hears him stomping down the stairs, saying, "I'm gonna get ya!" and the kids squeal with unrestrained delight.

"Fuck," Kelly says. She starts grinding into Chrissy's knee. "I want him. I want him so badly."

"I know, baby girl. I know you do. You'll have him. I promise. It's all gonna work out."

Kelly launches herself at Chrissy, grinding and grinding into her leg, kissing her breasts, licking her nipples until she shudders and clutches Chrissy's shoulders.

Dave hears the stomping of children's feet, but thankfully, they rush past his room on their way to Marla's. Or is it Jack's room? Honestly, Dave is a bit cloudy about who slept where, not knowing that Jack, Chrissy, and Marla are in a romantic threesome.

He's especially thankful his kids aren't coming for him when he realizes that the breast he's kissing isn't Kelly's but her mom's.

"Good morning," she purrs with that syrupy, melodious voice of hers.

"Oh my god," he says with a sleepy grin on his face. "I thought I dreamt you coming back into my room."

She hums slightly. "Sounds like a good dream."

She pulls him on top of her and caresses his beautiful face.

"What made you come back?" he asks.

"I realized I was being foolish."

She kisses him and pulls his body into hers. And he's ready to rock and roll. Already. He's surprised. He's not normally into morning sex. But he sure wants that now.

"But Kelly," he says even as he's pressing his cock up to her pussy. "She could come at any moment."

"Mmmm, how scandalous that would be."

She starts grinding into him. She can feel herself getting wet just thinking about Kelly's horrified face if she were to come in here now.

"But she ... oh fuck it."

Once he feels her wetness on his tip, he pushes forward and instantly approves this decision. He pulls back and pushes forward until the way is nice and wet and warm and wonderful. And soon, he's thrusting into her, and they make love. Not sex. Love. Lots of eye contact. Lots of sighing. Lots of kissing and caressing. Lots of oh yeahs and ooohs and just like thats.

Then she starts grinding on his dick, which makes him suck in air. And now they're off. The lovemaking portion of the program now over: It's time for action.

She rolls them over and takes charge.

She humps his dick. Her ass rises and falls. Her pussy swallowing and gripping his cock. She's working him like a pro.

Then she sits up and grinds, sliding her hips back and forth methodically, getting that dick to slap the front and back of her insides, his pubic bone to stimulate her clit.

She's almost there.

Then she pictures her horrified daughter opening the door...

And that does it.

She does another one of her silent screams as her nails dig into his stomach, her whole body clenches tightly.

She finishes and blows her hair out of her face. That move, coupled with the look of complete satisfaction on her face, sends Dave into overdrive.

He's not sure why he didn't cum at that moment, because that kind of thing would normally do it for him. But maybe he's not quite awake enough. Whatever. He doesn't know, and he doesn't care. He's revved up now and ready for action.

He pulls her down and flips her over, so now she's lying with her back on his stomach. He slides inside her again and starts thrusting, one hand rubbing her clit, the other pinching her nipple, his cock hitting that sweet, sweet, sweet spot with every thrust.

"Oh my god, David!"

He's going faster now, loving her energy, but also, the feel of his cockhead rubbing against her is really doing it for him.

She growls, "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod..." until they both cum.

He holds her tightly as he spasms and jizzes into her. He knows not to move his hand that's resting on her clit. He knows that'll be too much. So he keeps it steady, grounding her. And he holds her until she floats, floats, floats back down.

She rests there and just starts to laugh. He wraps his arms around her, caressing her beautiful body.

"I don't know where that came from," he says at last, also feeling slightly giddy.

She slides down and nestles into his side, and they stare into each other's eyes.

"I should go before I cause a major controversy," she says, even though she kind of wishes Kelly would just walk in and everyone could end this whole charade right here and now.

Dave starts to tear up.

"David? What's wrong?"

"Sorry. I ... no. You should go."

"David. What is it?"

"No, I was just feeling terrible about cheating on her. With you, of all people. I'm ... I'm the worst."

She kisses him. She wants to tell him, listen, buddy, you have no idea what's been going on behind your back. Literally. But now's not the time, and she's not even sure it's her secret to tell. She's asked Kelly and Jack to tell David, but so far, no dice. And what, she's going to tell him now, when he has to drive five hours back home with Kelly in the car?

No.

Instead, she just lets him talk, which he does after a moment.

"It's just ... she's been so distant lately, ever since the accident. But even before then, it felt like we were just going through the motions. I had been thinking about leaving her, actually. I forgot that. My memory ... well, you know. But I was. Only I can't now because she's pregnant. We haven't told anyone. But she is. And here I am sleeping with her mother. What a stand-up guy I am, huh?"

Pregnant? Rachel blinks. Well, that's ... news. Rachel kicks herself for not noticing, though to be fair, she's had her hands full with all the family drama and Reza's passing. But now that she knows this, it's obvious. Rachel has seen Kelly pregnant before, and the signs are as clear as day.

Surely she's pregnant with Jack's child. No wonder she's been so edgy, not to mention clingy towards Jack.

Oh fuck.

All her daughters are pregnant, aren't they? She gasps slightly at the realization.

She blinks and returns her attention to David as he wipes the tears from his eyes.

She kisses the rest away.

"I know you won't believe me, David. But things will work out. I know they will. It may be rough, but I promise you, things will work out. OK? Be strong."

He doesn't know what she's talking about, but he nods.

She kisses him and tells him she's going to make breakfast. See you downstairs.

She exits, and not a moment too soon, for Kelly enters thirty seconds later.

"Sleep OK?" she says, barely acknowledging him.

"Mm. You?"

"Very well, thank you."

And ... that's their conversation. Kelly's so lost in her little world, thinking about Jack and Chrissy, that she doesn't notice how quiet and distant her husband is. Or how much guilt is written on his face.

The energy is definitely weird as the families say goodbye. The daughters were all relieved at breakfast when their mother started speaking to them again. Hugs, kisses, forgiveness all around. But Dave was rather quiet. Nervous, even. Jack, too, seemed more introspective than usual, especially as he tried very much not to look at Aunt Kelly.

Then the packing and corralling of kids begin. Everyone except Dave can't help but remember the last time they all left the lake and how that ended up, so that makes everything awkward and weird as they all stand by the cars.

After hugging all of her youngest grandchildren and making sure they all get buckled, up, Rachel turns to Jack.

Marla notices the energy is weird between them. She expected her mother to be ... she's not sure the word exactly, but cowed, maybe? But she's not. They look like equals. She eyes Jack, who seems to almost back down? No, that can't be right. But whatever. She knows that Jack showed her who the boss was, and it obviously paid off, given her mother's newfound wealth of forgiveness for her kids and grandson.

"Take care of my girls, grandson."

She smiles knowingly at him.

"I will, Grandma. Love you."

"I love you, too."

She kisses him on the cheek.

The three daughters notice.

Rachel hugs her daughters tightly. Rather than say something snarky or give them advice, she simply says she loves them.

Chrissy and Kelly hug. Tightly.

"Please don't be a stranger," Kelly says, suddenly worried she'll never see her again.

"I promise."

She kisses Kelly on the lips. No one notices other than Marla. And she only notices because she sees Jack lining up to say goodbye to Kelly.

Jack and Kelly stand across from each other, not speaking, not moving, just staring, for what seems like eons. Kelly wants so much to throw her arms around him and hold him and kiss him and make him promise to whisk her away and take care of her. But there are too many eyes on them and it's very obvious to everyone how much sexual tension there is between them. --Everyone except Dave, who is too busy working up the courage to say goodbye to Rachel.