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Motherfucker

... that I was going to have to live with the consequences of my actions. And so that's what I did."

"Did you and Dad keep on having threesomes with Dotty all the way up until Dad's death?"

"No. I wish that were the case. Believe me. But your dad and I didn't keep up the threesome thing with Dotty after she eventually found a boyfriend about a year or so later, and got married again. In fact, I lost touch with her when she moved into her boyfriend's house, and then they moved across the country somewhere to be closer to where his relatives lived. And that's where I assume the two of them got married.

"And, just for the record, Sam and I didn't always have a threesome with Dotty when she came over to the house. Sometimes Dotty and I would have sex together while your father just sat in the chair and jacked off while he was watching us. He was really into that whole cuckolding thing."

"Nice, Mom! So let me get this straight. What you're really telling me here in this kitchen right now is that you're a bisexual slut?"

"No, son. I'm telling you that I'm human. And I just happen to be bisexual. And I still have sexual wants and desires, even at my advanced age. And most of all, I want to let you know that great sex is about much more than just rubbing two--or even three--bare genitals together. It's a state of mind.

"And I haven't been in that state of mind ever since your father died. It's a lonely old house with no man in my bed. And my old worn-out pussy is ...

... just screaming out for me to have another rock-hard penis inside it again.

"Would you do that for me tonight, son? Would you come to my bedroom and fuck me every night that you're staying here? That's the special Christmas present that only you can give me."

"Oh God, Mom! Do you realize what you're asking me to do?"

"Of course I do. I might as well add 'incest' to my list of taboo things that I've done in my life. So what do you say? Do we have a deal?"

"Mom, I'm a virgin. I've never fucked a woman before. What if I'm not that good at it?"

"Oh, don't worry. You'll be good at it. Surely you've watched your share of online porn videos, haven't you?"

"Well yeah, but that's different. It's not my penis going up inside my own mother's vagina," I argued, noticing that I now had a full-blown hard-on at the front of my pants, struggling to push its way out through my closed zipper.

"What are you talking about, son? That should only get you even more excited, doesn't it?"

"Well, yes ma'am. It does for some strange reason, but--"

"No 'buts,'" Mom jumped in, cutting me off. "I won't take 'no' for an answer. If you love me at all, you'll do this one little thing for me.

"Besides, what are you worried about. You can't get me pregnant at my age. But at least we can both still have a great time going through the motions."

"But what about my little sister? Won't she hear us?"

"Sure she will. But she doesn't care. Because she already knows that I planned on ...