Family secrets - 1 : How it started - Sex Stories

Family secrets - 1 : How it started

... me you do it hard like you did tonight, l like it rough baby, as rough as you like, do you think you can do that.”

“But you’re my mother,” he said.

“No baby,” she replied, “from now on l’m your whore only you don’t have to pay me, you can be as rough as you like, obviously you can’t leave any marks that will be on show, l might pretend to fight you so that you have to be rougher, l bet you read lots of stuff like that judging by that magazine, l bet the idea of raping a woman turns you on.” She reached behind her and held his cock, feeling it hardening in her grip. “You’re getting hard now just thinking about it aren’t you.”

“But what if l hurt you?” He said, “l’m much stronger than you.”

“It’s what l need baby,” she said, “l need you to dominate me, to make me do things you have only imagined, if it makes you more excited l can cry for you but don’t stop.”

“Is that what happened with Grandad and Uncle Brian?”

Just then they both heard the garden gate closing.

“Quickly,” she said, rolling off him, “go…go quickly….l’ll sort out in here, just go.”

Dan rushed out of the room, holding his trousers up. He managed to make it up the stairs just as the front door was opening. He dived into his bedroom and closed the door, throwing himself onto his bed, hoping his mother hadn’t been discovered.

A few seconds later there was a knock on his door. He made sure he was fully covered then shouted for whoever it was to come in. The door opened and Laura stood ...

... there.

“Guess who l saw this evening?” She said.

“I don’t know,” he replied.

“Heather Rowlands,” she said, “she told me that she’s your girlfriend now, is that right?”

“We’re friends,” he said.

“You must be joking Dan,” she said, “that girl is a common slut, everyone knows she’s easy, you can’t seriously be telling her she’s your girlfriend.”

“I haven’t told her that,” he said.

“Well she thinks she is,” Laura said, “l know you boys need to practice on someone before you get a decent girl, but not Heather Rowlands Dan, l bet most of your mates have had her, l saw her in the car park at the back of the rugby club on Saturday, she had two men with her, she was on her knees in front of them it was obvious what she was doing.”

“What she does is her business,” he said, “anyway, why were you there, who were you with.”

Laura suddenly froze, her face blushing bright red.

“We’re you getting fucked?” He said.

“Quiet,” she said, stepping into the room and closing the door, “Dad’s downstairs talking to Mum.”

“Who was fucking you on Saturday then?” He persisted, enjoying her discomfort.

“I wasn’t doing that,” she denied, “it wasn’t like that.”

“Come on Laura,” he said, “girls only go out there to either get fucked or to suck someone off, so which were you doing?”

“It wasn’t like that,” she said, “Paul Sanger wanted to talk to me about a job.”

“Oh yes,” Dan chuckled, “this is your job interview Miss Evans, get on your knees and put this in your ...