Jason's Journey, Part 2 - Sex Stories

Jason's Journey, Part 2

... and Helen had recalled most of the night's activities. They had shared their shame at coming home drunk out of their minds and literally raping Jason. Or so they thought!! Now they needed to deal with the aftermath. Jason had just spent a night like no boy his age had ever spent. He felt like a man. He had serviced two mature women and had satisfied them both. Now it was time to pay the piper. He wandered what form his punishment would take. "Jason, your aunt and I have been talking. We want to apologize to you for...for... what we did!" "Yes, baby,” Helen added, "we got a hold of some bad shit somewhere and it fucked with our heads!" "Yes," Susan broke in, "we have decided the best thing to do is to forget about what happened!" Mentally Jason breathed a sigh of relief. He was expecting a major repercussion. However, it seemed both of them just wanted to forget it. He nodded assent to them but knew he could never forget last night. "Now, Jason, you have to promise, never, never, never to tell anyone!" Susan shook her finger in his face for emphasis. "I promise!" He stood and headed to the front. Both women watched his tight ass as he moved passed them into the Living room. They both felt a twitch deep in their pussies. Avoiding that young virile cock was going to be very hard. Chapter 7 Jason drove the Caddy smoothly through the curves of Highway 17 as he headed down the Hill into Santa Cruz. It was a week since that mind blowing 3some with his aunt and mother. Although they ...

... all were more touchy feely, the women seemed to have decided they it had went further than they expected. While Aunt Helen was sanguine, his mother was wrestling with guilt. Even so, when he hugged her this morning, he cupped her breasts. She had ground her magnificent behind into his crotch before she slapped his hands and made him stop. He exited the highway and headed through town toward the boardwalk. He and Annabelle, Belle, were meeting for a drink at the Compass Room bar on the bay. He guided the car into a spot just outside the bar. The bar was busy. Tourist season had started and the roads, stores and restaurants were packed. He paused at the entrance. The bar was full, R&B music wafted from the jukebox. He spied Belle when she stood and waved. He mentally did a wolf whistle as he strode toward her and took in her clothes. Belle wore pale pink spandex booty shorts. They emphasized the full curves of her hips and behind. A cut off white tee shirt stopped about midway of her flat muscular belly. Her large breasts caused the tee to hang loosely. Her flip flops were also pink with a blood red rosette over the toes. The barest hint of a camel toe caused Jason to get a chubby. Combined with her shoulder length carrot red hair and heavily freckled moon shaped face, the effect was dazzling. Belle took a few steps to meet Jason. She wrapped her arms familiarly around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. She noted the thick muscular legs that dropped like mahogany tree trunks ...