Captain Jack's Journal - Sex Stories

Captain Jack's Journal

March 17, 2037 Stan's Memo Unknown to Margie or the boy's, I was well aware of their activities. Her oldest son Roger, always had eyes and intentions for his mother. I have watched their relationship develop over the years. When he reached puberty, he often was caught masturbating by both of us. We both encouraged him to understand that it was normal. We became closer as we spent extra time in man talk. I impressed him with stories of my nonexistent sexual conquests. When he reached dating age, I steered him away from girls as much as possible convincing him that most were after the f****y money. His sexual thoughts turned to a safe girl, his mother. The special attention that he started with Margie, helping extra at home, becoming the little man of the house, brought them closer. With her thinking she was his confidant, she thought they shared secrets. I manipulated both of them. I formed their special relationship in thought of the time that we would reside at the complex. She and all her sons would be my entertainment in the confinement. Watching them fuck would give me pleasure as I am a voyeur. Margie had always been a "hot wife", I a cuckold, and she had 3 sons fathered by the best fuckers she had taken. None were mine as I am sterile and suffer premature ejaculation. Margie married me for my status and money. As Roger progressed through his peeping stage, I worked Margie into situations where he could get peeps. I bought her sexy, provocative house wear. Full sets of ...

... scanty undergarments. Encouraged her to be less lady like around Roger. Up her skirt, down her blouse, at every bend, he watched her. The night of Rogers first date, Margie gave him the be a Gentleman speech. I reminded him of the "fast" girls and keeping our money in our home. While he was out, Margie and I talked. She was certain he would have his first sexual encounter of some sort as he was getting too frisky around her. I told her I was sure he would have thoughts, but like me, she was the woman he wanted. She played the "not me" game, stating she was his old, used, mother. I replied that she had been gifted with a great body and beauty. Also that pussy never got old. I knew my talking would fire her lust. I instructed her to lay back, spread her legs to let me have a good view of her pleasure hole. I pulled off her sheer, red, thong panty as I told her Roger had seen them when she was sitting on the couch. She faked a blush. I mentioned Alton, her second son seemed to be inquisitive as he also had eyes that followed her. Her nearly hairless cleft started to blossom. Her long clitoris hood sprouted like flower petals at the top. I folded the petals open, leaned in and licked her angry, red cum button. I asked if she had seen Alton's cock as Roger had length but Alton beat him with girth. He was already as thick as a beer can when he was soft. Margie's cunt, bubbled with fluids, I lapped and she came hard. I assured her that one day he would have her in his sights too. She ...