Family moves forward, Part 1 - Sex Stories

Family moves forward, Part 1

... I’ll bet if he worked out a couple of times a week he would have a great build. Mom on the other hand, seemed to be able to eat whatever she wanted, and her figure was perfect. I’ve already mentioned her tits, but her waste is small, and her ass is a little wide, but round and close to perfect. After one of those fights dad would leave the bedroom and go into the bathroom. “Where are you going David?” she would yell. “To beat my meat you cold bitch.” and the bathroom door would slam. Dad would make more noise than was necessary for a guy who was beating his meat and when he came he would yell. “Shit yes, oh fuck that feels good. Who needs a cunt?” My sisters and I would laugh. When we would play around, I would yell “Shit yes, of fuck that feels good.” It was always good for a laugh. Now after years of that he was backing out of the drive way with the “Cold Bitch” standing naked in the afternoon sun, while I stood in the door watching her. She stood there sobbing for what seemed like forever. “Mom, you better come in here, everybody’s watching.” “I don’t give a fuck if everybody is watching if they’ve never seen a cunt, ass, or tit before they’re in for a real treat.” With that she turned and walked toward me picking up her cloths along the way. “Do you like your mother’s tits and cunt?” “What?” I asked looking at her light blond bush that didn’t hide the slit that was her cunt. “I said do you like your mother’s tits and cunt?” “Yea, mom they’re great,” I murmured. “Well I’m ...

... glad somebody appreciates them,” she said as she pushed past me. “I guess I didn’t spread my legs fast enough, often enough, or wide enough for that bastard. That’s really all he talked about is cunt and tits, cunt and tits, and occasionally my asshole. Do you like my asshole?” she said bending over and spreading her cheeks “Mom! Don’t do that.” “Well do you like it?” “Yeah mom it’s great. Don’t you think you should put your clothes on now? Have you been drinking?” “No, why don’t you think your old mother can be sexy without being drunk?” “No, I just thought you might want to cover up,” I said as I positioned my hands in front of my crotch to hide my growing hardon. “Why Steven baby, is mamma giving you a hardon?” “Not really,” I stammered. “Come on Mom get dressed. The girls will be home soon, and you don’t want them to find you like this.” “I don’t give a shit, and I don’t believe you, that’s a hardon you’re sporting there.” she said as she wiped the tears from her eyes with her ripped blouse. “Move your hands let me see.” “No, it’s okay mom. I think I’ll go to my room,” I tried to look into her eyes but my gaze always went down to her beautiful tits, and that cunt mound with its blond curly hair. She sat on the couch, “Don’t go, sit with me please. I’ll be good.” “But the girls will be coming home from the movies in a little bit. You don’t what them to find you like this do you? Please cover up and I’ll sit with you.” “I don’t give a shit. They’ve seen a copy of what I’ve ...