Jason's Journey, Part 2 - Sex Stories

Jason's Journey, Part 2

... usual. When he made his weekly phone call home; it was his mother he talked to most. His dad's total input for each call was to ask about his health and tell him to be good and study hard. He knew his father took a quiet pride in knowing his son would be the first one on either side of the family to graduate from college. Still, he seemed quieter than usual. They exchanged small talk as the truck tooled through town. Ahead, Jason saw the turn that would take them to their home. He felt a stirring in his jeans as their home hove into view. Aunt Helen was there and he was anxious to see her. The last thing he had done before returning to school was to convince her to move in with his parents. *** Susan ran across the kitchen. She stood on her tiptoes and threw her arms around her son's neck. "My baby's home, my baby's home," Susan screamed, plastering her body against her son. "Hey mom!" Jason's arms encircled his mom and partially lifted her in the air. This caused his hands to slide down to her full soft hips. The combination of this contact and her breasts and pussy pressed against his body caused his cock to swell. "Put me down" Susan squealed. She felt an unaccustomed warmth as she felt her son's cock harden. Her baby was a man now. He was no longer a pudgy teenager. He was a big strapping man. And, she thought, he is packing some serious dick in those jeans. She felt a moistness between her legs. Sick bitch, she thought, you getting worked up by your son. "When your ...

... mother gets through mauling you, come downstairs and let's have a beer and talk," his father said. Jason put his mother down, but kept his hands familiarly on her upper hips. "Sure, dad, in a minute!" He glanced over his mom's shoulder and saw his Aunt Helen. Helen walked quickly to where Susan and Jason stood. She felt a pang of jealousy as she noted Susan's arms around his neck and his arms on her hips as they turned to acknowledge her. "Don't you hog my nephew!" Helen said, playfully pulling Susan from Jason's arms. She replaced him in his arms, wrapping hers around his waist. She stood on her toes and pecked him on the cheek. She felt heat suffuse her body as he embraced her. "Hey, no baby bump!" Jason rubbed his hand across Helen's belly. With a shock, he realized that all she had on was a cotton robe. "Hell no," Helen chortled, "The bump is upstairs in his bassinet! Come see your cousin!" "For sure," Jason said, "Mom are you coming?" "No, y'all go ahead! I need to finish cooking dinner!" Susan watched her sister and son collide gently at the hip as they climbed the stairs with a speculative look. I wonder, she thought, I wonder. Helen grabbed Jason's hand and pulled him up the stairs. He followed her upstairs, noting fullness of the baby fat in her thighs. The baby lay sleeping peacefully, his fists balled by his head. "I just fed him so he good for a while." She lowered her voice and glanced at the open door. "He like you, loves to suck my tits!" Jason felt heat build in ...