5 comments/ 73159 views/ 34 favorites Chat Sessions Ch. 01 By: bluknight I don't know much about chat rooms. I had tried the chat rooms when we had had dial up and it was kind of a painful process, usually ending up in me getting kicked off-line just when I met some girl that wanted to send me pics or just cyber with me. At the time, we only had one computer in the house and that was in the den. So, even if I did meet someone, I'd never really be able to enjoy myself to the "fullest" extent. My first year of college my mother got a new PC for her and dad and I got to use the old one at college. It wasn't the best situation, but it worked for the time being. The next summer I worked a good job and saved up money to purchase a laptop computer. As my sophomore year started, my parents divorced. There had always been a disconnect between mom and dad. Dad was very serious and business minded while mom was much more joking and fun. Everyone thought they were an odd couple, but at the same time everyone used the old addage that "opposites attract". For my older sister and myself, we weren't too affected by their divorce. Both of them seemed happy and we didn't feel like anything was going to change, except that dad would be living in the city and we would go to see him every couple of weeks instead of having him at home all the time. As the school year started, I was still working twenty hours a week and keeping up with my studies meant little or no social life. In January, I moved out of the dorms and back into our house to save money and to help out mom and sis. My sister, Rhonda was studying to be a nurse as well as working, so having an extra hand at home would help my mother a lot, who also was now back in the work force. My free time came every night when I went to bed. Mom usually went off to bed about 9:30 and I would go to my room about ten. Now that we had DSL and I had a laptop, I could surf, chat and actually have fun with my chat partners in the privacy of my own room. Throughout January I met girls named: Tiffany2000, 1Jean_e, Joliedoes, Juicy, Creamer-girl, Star-Kisser, and Ruby-Lips on a pretty regular basis. Of all the girls, Juicy and Ruby-Lips always were the most entertaining. In no time at all I had pictures of their bodies and full lists of the sexual acts they liked. Star-Kisser seemed like a tease, but the others were very forthcoming. I lost any concerns about the fact I didn't have a regular girlfriend. In February, I met 1HotTigress and right away we hit it off. It wasn't sexual at first. It was just fun talk and I felt like she was really trying to get to know me. All though, she was the one who started asking the sexual questions first before I did. The first thing she asked was how old I was. I didn't lie, but I didn't give her an exact answer, either. I said I was over twenty. On her reply, she said she was over 30, but under 45. The second time I talked to her, she sent me a close up picture of her nipple with a bright, red fingernail pointing to it. She said, 'this nipple has not been kissed, licked or even touched by a man in over five years.' Being daring, I asked, 'anyplace else that needs attention?' She replied quickly, 'a couple.' She told me she was single and very busy and didn't have time to meet someone the old fashioned way. I told her that, like her, I was busy and this provided me a release and it kept me from thinking to much about not having a girlfriend. She liked my answer and suggested that we could help each other out. 'Have you ever cybered?' I asked. There was a long pause before she responded. 'you wouldn't believe me if I told you.' 'Try me.' 'It was with a girl.' 'WHAT??? NO WAY.' 'Yeah, way.' 'Are you a lesbian?'
 'It was safe and fun and different.' 'You didn't answer my question.' 'No. Don't think so, but I am curious.' She had my attention. I quickly told her about Tiffany2000 who had sent me pictures of her kissing another girl. I asked if she had met Tiffany2000 yet. She said no, but that she'd try to find her. 'Never kissed another woman in real life?' I asked. 'Long time ago, on a dare.' 'Would you ever eat a girl out?' Another long pause. 'I suppose, if the mood was right.' I was intrigued. 'If you do, you need to send me a pic.' 'LOL'. She replied. 'I'm serious.' 'Why are men so interested in lesbians?' 'Because women are hot.' 'LMAO.' 'What intrigues you?' 'A nice thick cock and confidence. Pretty much in that order. LOL!' She replied without hesitation. 'Do you want to see my cock?' 'Do you have a pic?' I turned on the web cam and stood up, dropping my jeans to the floor. My cock was fully erect from our conversation. I'm average length, but I've been told my cock is thicker than normal. I pointed the cam down at my crotch and snapped a picture. I sent her the pic. After a minute she replied: 'I could wrap my lips around that!' I had a thought. 'Do you have a web cam?' 'No. Why?' 'Thought we could help each other.' 'How so?' She asked. 'We could turn the cams on and watch each other masturbate.' There was a long, long pause and I thought I had lost her. Finally she said. 'I'll get one tomorrow. But...' 'Yes? Are you uncertain about it?' 'No. I just want to see you jerk off, now.' I turned the cam on video mode and checked my monitor then I held my cock up close to the cam and stroked it with my hand. I pulled back and typed. 'You have me very excited.' 'Same here.' I left my cock pointing at the camera. 'Tomorrow night.' 'Oh.' She replied, 'Won't you do it for me now?' 'Tell me something more.' 'Like what?' 'What do you like?' 'Hmmmm.' There was a pause. 'I like to have my pussy licked.' 'Tell me what you want to do with my cock.' 'Oh! Yes. I'd like to touch it. Stroke it. Kiss it.' 'More details.' There was no response and I was sure I had lost her, then she typed. 'I'm not very good at this.' 'You can do this. Just be honest.' 'Okay.' Another long pause while my cock stayed pointing at the camera with a drip of pre-cum on the tip. Finally she typed, 'I'd kiss you very hard and let my hands trace over your body. My fingers would find your hard cock and stroke it gently. I'd whisper in your ear how I want to suck on your cock and feel it push into the back of my throat. Then I'd open my blouse to reveal my 34C breasts and my small, pert nipples with quarter sized aereolas. I'd play with my nipples while I kissed down your body. Then when I got to my knees, I'd look up at you an lick the head of your beautiful cock. I'd take it gently in my hands and begin stroking it, and I'd continue licking the head.' I was stroking my cock and couldn't type. She paused, then typed, 'Is this okay?' I put my hands on the keyboard. 'Don't stop. You are going to make me cum in your mouth here in a second.' She quickly typed back. 'My pussy is so wet here. Wish I had a web cam to show you. I'm dripping!' 'Do you want to taste my cum?' 'I've only had a man cum in my mouth twice. I'm not very good at swallowing.' 'You didn't answer my question.' 'Yes.' She replied immediately. 'I want to taste it. I want to swallow it. I want to feel your cum on my lips.' 'Keep talking.' I went back to stroking my cock after I laid a towel on the keyboard. 'I'd stroke your cock with one hand and finger myself with the other. I'd take you deep in my mouth and swallow your pre-cum. I'd stroke your shaft as my mouth went up and down on you. My full lips rising up to the head as I looked up at you and ask you to cum in my mouth.' Then I was cumming. I shot several long strands toward the camera and onto the towel. The cum continued until my knees felt as though they would buckle. I looked at the screen as she typed. "Yes, yes! Cum in my mouth! Cum for me. Make me swallow it like your little bitch.' I pointed the camera down at the cum covered towel. Then I picked up the towel and set it aside. 'I have never cum so much.' I typed. 'Wish I was there to taste it. It looks yummy.' We chatted for a little bit more then we both signed off. We agreed to be online the following night and she would have her web camera hooked up. I told her then that I would return the favor and suck her clit for her. She responded that she couldn't wait. The next night I got home later than planned and ran into my sister in the kitchen. Rhonda spent some time complaining to me about her job and her boyfriend, Pete. Seems like Pete was demanding more of her time than she could provide and they were on the outs. In some respects, Rhonda was like my dad. She was very focused and remained calm throughout any issues. With blonde hair and green eyes, Rhonda was very pretty. When she smiled she was literally beautiful, but she seldom smiled. She wore scrubs around the house and while you could tell that she had nice tits, the scrubs made her look fairly plain and didn't reveal her small waist or nice ass. We had a beer together then I rushed up to my room and got online. I was an hour late. Once into the chat room, I had a few messages, but I also saw I had an attachment from 1HotTigress. I opened the pic and saw a fuzzy picture of a swollen clit. There was a note that followed stating that she hadn't picked up a web cam, yet, but was going to send pics from her cell phone until she got one. I sent her a message apologizing for being late, but her status was off-line. Ruby_lips had sent me a message telling me about a threesome her boyfriend and her had with a girl they had met online. I thought about starting up a chat with her or with one of my other cyber friends, but then decided against it. I had really wanted to talk to the Tigress. The next night was a free night for me. I got home from school about three in the afternoon and had the house to myself. I grabbed a beer and got online. None of my usual friends were online, so I just checked email and went to a sports site. I left my chat window open and I saw 1HotTigress come online. I quickly stopped what I was doing and sent her a quick 'Hello.' 'Hi.' She responded back. 'Just finishing up at work and thought I'd check to see what you are up to.' 'Just hanging out here.' 'Hanging out? You should tuck that thing away until I can get to it again. LOL.' 'Missed chatting last night.' 'Me too. Did you get my pic?' 'That's something I could nibble on.' I responded thinking that her clit was the biggest one I'd ever seen. 'Ewwwww. You are going to make me wet here at work.' 'What do you do?' I asked imagining her in a tight professional skirt. Then I realized, I really had no idea what she looked like. 'What are your measurements?' 'Work in an office. LOL. Those are two very different questions. 34-24-36. I'm 5'5", 120 lbs. What about you.' 'You sound hot.' 'I could lose a few pounds.' 'You sound perfect.' 'And you?' 'I'm 5'10", 170 lbs. 33 waist. Think my coat size is 40 or 42.' 'Do you work out?' 'I used to be on the track team. I stay in shape.' 'Rippling muscles?' She added a smiley face. 'Toned. Not much fat.' 'Making me wet again.' 'Want me to please you now?' 'LOL! I can't. You are bad. Will you be on tonight?' 'Yeah.' 'Will we play again?' 'Definitely!' 'See you later, then. Hope to get the webcam on way home.' We signed off and I went downstairs to grab another beer to help keep me calm. I was way too excited. Even though I had no real idea of what she looked like she sounded hot and she was very interested in having more fun online. Rhonda came home about five minutes later and was not in a good mood. She went into her room and peeled out of her scrubs and headed straight for the shower. I saw her in the hallway in her bra and panties and I couldn't help but think my sister was totally hot. I knew I was just horny and put the image of her body out of my mind. After her shower Rhonda appeared in the doorway of my bedroom with a towel around her head and another one around her torso. "What do you have going tonight?" "Just some studying." My mind went straight to the idea of chatting with 1HotTigress online. "I was thinking we should take mom out to dinner. She's been kind of down." "It's twenty degress outside." "Maybe we can have a pizza delivered and watch a movie or something. Mom's just been working and coming home and going into her room. I'm worried about her." I thought about it and knew that my online friend wouldn't be on until later anyway. "Whatever you want to do. I'm pretty tight on cash though." "When mom comes home I'll see what she wants to do, but you need to show some enthusiasm for the idea." "Okay. I'll come down when she comes home." "Yeah, won't hurt you to get out of your room, either." Rhonda said then disappeared from the doorway. Mom came home about an hour later. I came down the stairs as she peeled out of her heavy coat. She was wearing a red, turtleneck sweater and a long gray skirt with black, knee high boots. Her cheeks were red with cold. Rhonda came bounding down the stairs in tight jeans and a form-fitting sweater. "Hey mom!" Mom looked at us a bit surprised that we were both greeting her at the door. "Hey. What's up?" "Rick and I were talking about taking you out to dinner." "That would be nice." She said and picked up a couple of bags she had brought in. "What time? Where?" "It's kind of cold to go out --" I started, but got cut off by Rhonda. "We were thinking we could go to that Mexican place and get a Margarita." Mom looked from me to Rhonda. "We could stay in and order a pizza or something? It is cold outside." "Let's go out. It would be fun." Rhonda stated quickly. It was decided we would go out for Mexican and that we would leave before six. Mom unzipped her boots and and left them in the entry way. She grabbed her bags and hurried off up the stairs. I stayed downstairs and turned on the television while Rhonda went back upstairs to get ready. Dinner was nice. We all ate our huge portions and drank down our drinks. I had a couple of beers, but mom and Rhonda drank margaritas. By the time we left, mom and Rhonda were pretty drunk and laughing at everything. I drove home while they chatted endlessly about everything from boys to shoes and chick-flicks. Once home, Rhonda did not want the party to stop. She got us into the kitchen and handed out beers to all of us. I checked my watch and figured I had a half hour before 1HotTigress would be online. I drank the beer as we sat at the kitchen table and talked. It was really nice to sit and talk freely and get caught up on what was going on with each of us. My mother's job was getting busier and she was hoping to get a promotion before summer. Rhonda was officially done with Pete and was going to stay focused on school and work. I confessed that I was thinking of taking a full-time position at my job and quitting school at the end of the semester. Mom and Rhonda teamed up on me and insisted that I stay in school, even if it was part time. Rhonda got more beer and we talked more about our lives. Finally, Rhonda asked mom if she was really doing okay. Mom said she was doing great. That she felt like her life was in her control and she was very happy. Rhonda asked her about dating and mom kind of blushed and said she was going to take it easy. "I'm not in any rush to get into a complicated relationship again. I'm going to work, have fun, spend time with my kids and just focus on being happy." By the time I got upstairs to my room I was forty-five minutes late for my meeting with 1HotTigress. I got online and had a message from Tiffany2000 that she had been contacted by 1HotTigress and they were planning to discuss girl-on-girl possibilities and that they might want me to join in if things got hot. I hung out, played a game, chatted with a couple of people, but still, no sign of 1HotTigress. About ten o'clock, I heard mom and Rhonda come up the stairs. They were both quite happy. I continued with my game and kept checking to make sure my chat session was still open. I got up to grab another beer and heard something that made me stop in the hallway. Rhonda was in mom's room talking to her. The main bathroom connected to the master bedroom, so I snuck into the bathroom and peeked in to see what was going on. Rhonda was on the bed behind mom, massaging her shoulders. She was saying that she had learned a lot of ways to relax and she wanted to make sure mom was good and relaxed. Mom commented that she had had enough to drink to assure she was relaxed. Rhonda seemed very focused on mom. She rubbed her shoulders and stroked her hair and kept telling her how much she appreciated her and how beautiful she was. I was getting ready to leave and grab my beer when my sister did something completely unexpected. Still sitting behind mom, she put her head on my mother's shoulder and hugger her tight around the waist. As she pulled back, both her hands came up and cupped mom's breasts. Rhonda then nuzzled her face into mom's neck and kissed her neck. Mom's eyes widened and she got a funny smile on her face. "You're awful affectionate, Kitten." Mom often had referred to us as "Kitten" and "Cub". Rhonda did not say a word, she squeezed her mother's breasts and kissed her neck again. One hand slipped from mom's breast and went down to her stomach. "I'm getting the feeling you are trying to tell me something." Mom said, her eyes opening lazily. Rhonda whispered something into her ear and then kissed and licked her ear. My mother tried to pull herself away from Rhonda's embrace, but she didn't use a lot of energy in the process. "Rhonda, those aren't the kind of things you say to your mother." Rhonda slipped around to mom's side and kissed her on the cheek. When she tried to kiss her on the lips, my mother turned her head. Rhonda seemed to consider our mother's response and then got up off the bed and stood before her. She peeled off her tight fitting sweater and revealed a low cut bra that her tits nearly fell out of. "I found your stash of movies, mom." Rhonda said as she unzipped her jeans and pushed them to the floor. "A lot of threesomes and girls doing girls. You're thinking about it." Mom seemed to suddenly come alert. Her eyes widened and she sat up on the bed and took in the vision of her 22 year old daughter standing in a skimpy bra and tiny thong in front of her. "Maybe you and Pete should get back together." "It's not about me, Rachel. It's about you." Rhonda unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. "You're thinking about what it would be like to sleep with another girl. I'm here -- safe -- no worries." "You're not a lesbian." Mom said. "I've had a couple of experiences. Remember my college roommate, Caitlin? We used to eat each other out every other night! You said you don't want to get into a relationship, well, I'm here to help you. I can teach you a thing or two and we can have some fun and you won't have to worry about relationships or being to eager or anything." Mom stood up from the bed and grabbed the foot rail firmly. "Okay. I appreciate what you're doing, honey, but I'm just not ready to -- to do this." Rhonda started to pull on her thong. "Remember when we used to work out together and take showers at the gym?" Mom nodded. "Yes." "You always said I had a great body. You said it in a lustful way. I know you would like to play with me." Mom stepped back again until she was leaning against the desk where her computer was. "You're beautiful, honey. You are, but I never thought about sleeping with you." Rhonda stepped out of the thong and walked over to where mom was. They were literally at the end of my viewing angle. Rhonda put her hands on mom's shoulder and pulled her to her. She kissed our mother full on the mouth. Mom started to respond and I heard her moan a soft, happy moan; then she pushed back and lowered her head. Chat Sessions Ch. 01 "I don't mind telling you, you turn me on." Rhonda said as she gently touched mom's breast through her sweater. "I would like to taste your pussy. I'd like to feel your skin against mine." Mom held up a hand. "Honey, you have to stop. You have to. I'm not doing this. I -- I know you say you're helping me, but I just can't do this." "But you can get online and jerk off with a girl or a guy? Somebody you don't even know what they're like?" "What?" My mom's eyes went wide. "I heard you in here moaning a couple weeks ago. I saw you were online. I found your chat session -- you should really password protect that -- it was all there. I read it all. That guy you cybered with, Big WILLY? That's all he does is get online and tries to pick up women and get them to send him pics and tell him they're getting off while he's typing to them. And there were two or three others, including that girl, Angel or whatever her name was -- I saw her picture, she looks like she's in high school." Mom pulled away out of my view. I heard her say, "I'm not hurting anyone. It's better than just -- just sitting in my room and playing with myself." Mom drew a breath. "How dare you spy on me!" I couldn't see my mother's face, but judging from her voice and what she was saying, I knew that Rhonda had over stepped her boundries. Mom yelled at her and told her to get her clothes on and leave the room. I quickly ducked out of the bathroom and hurried back to my room. I dove on the bed and pulled the blanket over me, pretending to be asleep. I heard mom's bedroom door slam then a minute later I heard Rhonda crying in her own room. I was stunned. Not only was my sister into eating bush, my mom was online cyber-fucking a bunch of guys and apparently, girls too. I was super horny at the thought of watching Rhonda eat another girls pussy and even hornier at thinking of my own mom playing with herself online. Then the thought occurred to me... was Rachel 1HotTigress? Mom was about 5'5" and had a pretty nice little body. I didn't know her measurements, but I thought that 34-24-36 sounded right. Could it be that I had cybered with my own mother? (To Be Continued) Chat Sessions Ch. 02 The thought that I might have had cyber sex with my own mother was driving me crazy. I got online and checked to see if 1HotTigress had been on since our last chat -- no activity. It could be a coincidence. Somehow, this made me even hornier. Just then, 1Jean_e came on line and said she had new pics for me. Jeanne and I talked then she started sending pic after pic of her playing with a dildo. I could see from the pics that she was not a thin woman, but all I really cared about was what she was doing with that giant rubber monster she was pushing into her hole. It didn't take long and I was tossing a stream out onto a new towel. The next day my classes didn't start until noon. I slept late and when I got up, mom and Rhonda were both gone. After breakfast, I went up to my mom's room and did some exploring. In her closet I found a box with about ten DVD's. Almost all of them had a lesbian scene and/or a threesome with a guy. In her dresser I found a small little vibrator that she could use to stimulate herself. Then, I checked out her computer. In no time at all, I found her chat sessions -- she appeared to be using a different chat than what I had been using, but then when I checked the chat room that I used on a different browser, it was password protected. Her name in one was 40Wild_Angel and one of her other aliases was Beckybumps. In a way, I was relieved to find out that we were not cybering, but at the same time, I was kind of disappointed. I made not of the names and the website she was going through and thought I would try to find her some night before to long. I went back to my room and got on my laptop. 1HotTigress came up. 'Missed you last night.' 'Sorry, got tied up." I responded. 'I had a weird night. Probably wouldn't have been much fun.' 'Everything okay?' I asked. 'Yeah. I'm going out of town for a couple of days. Probably won't be on until next Monday or Tuesday.' 'Okay. Did you get a web cam?' 'You are persistent, aren't you.' 'I think we could have a lot of fun.' 'We will.' 'Hope to see you soon.' 'Can I know your name -- first name, I mean?' She asked. I never gave out my name online and I wasn't going to make any exceptions with her. 'Dallas' I said, thinking of my favorite football team. 'And you?' 'Rita.' 'Can't wait to chat again, Rita.' 'I'll have the camera up -- I promise.' That night I logged into the chat area that I had seen mom had used. I created a new name and tried to find her -- no luck. I was thinking that I was becoming obsessed with the whole online chat, so I disconnected and tried to go to sleep. Rhonda came in my room about ten o'clock. I was dozing off, dreaming about Rhonda going down on another girls bush when she woke me. "Rick, are you awake?" I sat up, groggy. Rhonda looked like hell and she smelled of cigarette smoke and cheap booze. "What's up?" "Everything's weird." she said and sat down on the bed. "How so?" Rhonda sighed, "I am good at telling a person's mood, knowing what they want, but I can't now." "You're drunk." "No. Not just tonight. It's all been weird. I talked to mom last night -- I was sure she was -- well that she had some ideas and I was wrong." Rhonda rubbed her hands through her tossled hair. "Ideas?" "It's hard to explain." She looked at me for a long moment. "Mom's been acting so weird." I thought I smelled pussy on my sister's fingers. "What have you been up to?" "Went out with some friends. I needed to cut loose, ya know?" I sat up on the bed. "You're being careful, right?" "Yeah. Yeah. I'm careful." she blew it off. "We need to take care of things...take care of mom. I worry about her." "Mom's okay." I said and stroked her arm. Rhonda pulled back the sheet revealing my naked chest. "You're turning into quite the stud, Rickey." Now my sister was hitting on me. Then I thought, what if she is 1HotTigress? No, it didn't make sense. Still, I asked, "You ever think of yourself as a Tigress?" Rhonda laughed, "TIgress? I'm more like a snake -- slide up around you without you hearing me, then I squeeze you to death." She rubbed her hand on my chest. I removed her hand. "Go to bed, Rhonda." My sister stood up from the bed and pulled off her blouse revealing a sexy, black, lace bra. "I like being bad, don't you, Rick?" I pulled the sheet up over me. "I'm bad sometimes, too." "You know..." Rhonda got thoughtful looking as she traced her finger over her breast down to her belly button. "You know, what?" Rhonda stumbled a little. "I think I need to go to bed." I got up from the bed and steered her toward her room. On my way back, I stopped and listened at mom's door. I thought I heard the clicking of the keyboards. I went through the master bath and pushed open the door to her bedroom. Mom was seated in a wife beater t-shirt and boxer shorts at the computer. I went back to my room and got online. I tried to find her under one of her psuedonyms, but I had no luck. I met a couple of other girls, but I kept moving to try and see if my mother was online. I went to my standard search engine and logged in, nothing. Creamgirl had sent me a picture and a request to meet me for coffee the next night. From her picture, she looked pretty hot, dark hair, a full figure, great lips, everything I could want. Just then my bedroom door opened up again and there was Rhonda in her robe. She looked me over then dropped to her knees next to me. She pulled my cock out from my shorts and took it into her mouth. Rhonda started sucking me without a word. I was half hard when she grabbed me, I was fully hard a few seconds later. My sister removed her mouth from my cock and stood up from the floor. She let the robe drop to the floor and laid on my bed. "Come on, Rick." I was horny and had a couple of beers. I stood up, still seeing my sister's lips wrapped tight around my cock. She had sucked me good. I pushed her legs apart as I knelt on the bed. She smiled up at me and traced her fingers over her breasts. "Stick it in, Rick." She said. My cock was hard and ready for action. I placed the head of my cock against her hole. She moaned softly and I thought about mom's moan when Rhonda had kissed her. I pushed forward and felt my cock slip between her wet folds. My moan matched hers as I sank in all the way. Rhonda was tight and wet. She was totally drunk and still smelled like cigarettes and booze, but I didn't care anymore. I was fucking her and she was fucking me. Her hands grabbed firmly onto my ass and pulled me deeper into her. I was one of those guys growing up that hated my sister. Her girlish ways had always driven me crazy. We didn't see eye to eye on anything. Then when she graduated from high school we had started getting along better and she had become my friend. Still, I never thought she was hot until this moment. Being on top of her, looking down at her, she excited me terribly. I fucked her hard and in a matter of minutes I was ready to cum. I pulled out and came on her belly. Rhonda moaned in pleasure, but she was really just about asleep. I dipped my finger in my cum and brought it up to her mouth. She sucked my finger clean and groaned that she liked the taste of cum. I whispered, "But you like pussy better." "I like pussy." She mumbled back to me. "You like mom's pussy?" I whispered in her ear. "I like pussy." She said with a smile, then added, "Your cum tastes good though." I grabbed the towel I had used from my shower and wiped the cum off her belly. I helped her up from the bed and threw the robe over her shoulders. She was struggling to stay awake. I walked her back down the room and put her in her bed. I kissed her cheek. "Goodnight, sis." She was asleep before I closed her door. I went back and checked the bathroom door leading into the master bedroom, it was closed and I didn't hear any typing. I went back to my room, checked for mom's aliases again and then went to bed. The next day Rhonda went in late to work without a word to me or mom. I had an early class so I was out of the house before mom was. All day long I kept thinking how fucked up our family was. Between the internet cyber-sex and the incestuous ideas of my sister, nothing seemed right. I got home before anyone else as one of my afternoon classes was cancelled. I went to my room and found a note from Rhonda. 'Rick, sorry about last night -- really drunk. Don't think poor of me. Let's talk later. Grab a beer and just talk about things. Hope you're okay.' I tucked the note under my keyboard and got online to see if I could find anyone to chat with. 1Hottigress was online. I sent her a message saying hi. "Thought I'd lost you." "Not a chance." "Can I ask you? Do you cyber a lot?" I thought about it for a second. "Not really. Been a few times." "It's not as good as the real thing though, is it." She stated. "No." I thought about my sister under me, the first time I'd been laid in five months. "It's okay if we never meet, right?" What was I to say, "Sure. Whatever makes you happy." "I'm older than you - you'd probably be disappointed in me." "From what you described, I doubt it. Let's just have fun." "Yes." She responded with a smiley face. "Let's have fun and not worry about anything else." "Will you be on tonight?" "Planning on it. Still haven't hooked up camera yet." "We can work without the camera if you like." "I've gotta go. C ya tonight." I was horny again and wanted to jerk off right then, but decided I'd go downstairs and use the free weights we had to burn off some energy. After my workout, I took a shower and went to my room, turned on some music and hung out. Rhonda got home around three and came upstairs with two bottles of beer. She handed me one as I laid on the bed with boxer shorts on and a long sleeve t-shirt. I pulled the blanket up over my thighs as I felt my cock start to harden at the sight of my sister. "Hey sis." "Hey." Rhonda said quietly and took a drink of beer. She seemed a little down. Then she said, "You got my note, right?" "Yeah. Don't worry. We were both... well, we were both horny." Rhonda nodded and drank more of her beer. "Yeah. I've been kind of wacky lately. Don't know what's up with me." "Work and the thing with Pete and life, it's all been kind of crazy. Not to mention the snow and the cold. We're locked inside all the time." "Going stir-crazy. Yeah, that must be it." Rhonda drank more of her beer then looked at me as if she was going to ask me a question then stopped. "What is it?" I asked. After a minute of thinking about it, she asked, "Did you cum in my mouth last night?" I smiled to myself. "Uhm, you -- I caught some of my cum on my fingers and kind of fed it to you." She nodded. "I woke up this morning and could taste cum." She shook her head, "I kind of remember fucking you, but not a lot. I thought I'd surely remember if you shot your load in my mouth." Her words were making me horny. I pulled the blanket up over my boxer shorts. "You were about passed out." She nodded again, "Yeah, I had a weird night. I just -- I don't want to be out fucking around with just anyone, you know?" "I know." "I mean, I work in a hospital, I see all kinds of things and hear of all kinds of diseases and it just makes my skin crawl." "So, I'm safe?" "Safer than the girl that was trying to get in my pants last night at the bar." She laughed. "I've only been with two women -- well, three now." "Yeah, other than Pete, I've had, well...a few, now you." "What about girls?" She nodded and ran a hand through her hair. "Five or six, probably." She looked at me curiously, "You've never done the gay thing, have you?" I sat up on the bed, "No. Not interested in that." I thought for a quick second, "You've had more girl partners than men?" "Yeah." She responded quickly. "A lot of it was just messing around, playing kissing games and fingering and stuff." "You like it?" "More than cock? No." She laughed a little. "It's just fun and not to dangerous. Besides, girls eat pussy better than guys do." "Depends on the guy." "You like eating pussy?" She asked with a sultry look as she shifted in the chair. "Yeah. That girl, Sandy that I dated. She would only let me fuck her if I ate her out first. I could eat her out all day." Rhonda set her beer bottle down and looked at me. She had that questioning look again. She started to speak, then stopped, then got a huge smile on her face an asked, "You want to eat my pussy? I could tell you if you're as good as a girl at it." My cock sprang to life. "I can make you cum with my tongue. No problem." "This won't freak you out, will it?" Rhonda asked as she stood up and hooked her thumbs into her scrub pants. I laughed, "You came in last night and sucked my cock then made me fuck you, no, this won't freak me out." In a second, Rhonda was out of her scrubs and sitting back in my comfy chair. I took a drink of beer and got down on the floor in front of her. Though the house was warm, I saw goose flesh rise on her legs as I approached. I licked carefully around her labia and then spread her lips with my fingers. Her pussy was dripping wet. I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue then gave her several, good, long licks from hole to clit. Rhonda squirmed in the chair. "Nice technique." she said with a bright smile. I hooked an arm under her thigh and pushed my face deep into her snatch. I licked and nibbled and teased and played with her clit until it was rock hard and her pussy was literally dripping onto the fabric of the chair. Rhonda grabbed a handful of my hair in her hand and started panting as I worked circles around her clit with my tongue. With my free hand, I slit a couple of fingers in her hole and pulled back just enough so the tip of my tongue was teasing her clit. As I felt her start to tremble, I moved closer and sucked on her clit until she exploded in an orgasm. Rhonda literally yelled as her legs stood out straight from her body as wave after wave rushed through her. When the trembling subsided she leaned forward and kissed me deeply. Her tongue danced with mine as she pushed me back to the floor. She pulled my boxers down so my cock and balls were exposed and then she mounted me. She bucked up and down on my cock, pinning my arms to the floor by my head. I was terribly excited so it didn't take long that I could feel my balls surging with cum. Rhonda continued to bounce on me, grunting and groaning like she couldn't get enough of my cock. "Oh, god." I moaned. "I'm gonna cum." Rhonda bounced on me twice more, saying, "Not in my pussy, brother. You're going to give me that sweet cum in my mouth." With those words, she dismounted and quickly slid down my body. Her mouth engulfed my cock as she took it all the way back into her throat. I looked down at my sister's lips wrapped around my cock and at her eyes looking up at me. I started shooting my load deep into her throat. She closed her eyes as I closed mine and let my cock pulse between her lips. Rhonda sucked me dry then rolled to the floor beside me. She coughed a little and grabbed her beer. "That's a nice, thick cock." I was panting. "Nice pussy, sis." She laughed, sat up and drank some beer. Just then, we heard the front door open and close. We both knew it had to be mom. Rhonda grabbed her scrub bottoms and panties and darted out of the room. I pulled up my boxers and dove back into my bed, quickly trying to grab a book from my class. Mom appeared at the top of the stairs a minute later. "What? Is everyone hibernating today?" She laughed from the hallway. "Everyone's home in their room." "Just trying to catch up on some reading, mom." I said as my cock still pitched a tent under the covers. "I'll have dinner on in an hour." She looked right at the bulge under the covers. "Tell your sister...she's probably asleep. I think she had a late night last night." Mom went off to her room and I sighed with relief. I couldn't believe what had just transpired. My sister and I had just fucked for the second time in 24 hours and she had swallowed my load like a pro. Things were really getting strange around the house. (To Be Continued) Chat Sessions Ch. 03 After dinner Rhonda went out to meet some friends from work and mom and I were left to do the dishes. After cleaning up, we sat in the living room and watched a movie. Mom drank some wine and I had a couple of beers. We were quiet through the movie, but when it was over, mom turned to me. "Is Rhonda doing okay?" She asked. My heart leapt in my chest -- I was afraid she was making reference to our incestuous relations. "Yeah. I think so. I think the Pete thing is hitting her a little hard." Mom looked thoughtful. "Yeah. Breakups really mess with your mind." "Are you doing okay, mom?" She nodded and sipped some wine. "Oh yes. Doing good. I'm thinking about getting into on-line dating. I think with spring coming I need to get back out there." I nodded, "That'd be good for you." "I know it would be strange, if I met someone and brought him home to meet you guys." "Don't worry about that." I said with a little concern, thinking of another man in our house, a guy trying to be my dad. "You need to take care of yourself. Besides, Rhonda is probably going to move out this summer and if I do go full-time with the job, I'll be moving out before too long myself." "I hate to think of being in this big house, alone." "Maybe the guy you meet will have kids and they can move in here." I laughed. Mom laughed, "Oh no, no more kids in the house until I get grand-babies. And I'm not in any rush for those!" "So, have you checked out the on-line dating scene already?" She blushed a little, "Some. It's kind of scary. I'm ready to join one site, but I don't have a recent picture." "We could take some pictures and load them to your computer real quick, mom." "We could?" I got up and went to the closet where our digital camera had been stored. I pulled out the camera. "Look, we can take pictures and download them in minutes." I tried to turn the camera on, but the battery was dead. "Well, we need to charge the camera first." Mom stood up from the couch with a big smile on her face. "It's okay. We can do that this weekend. I'm not in a big rush to dive in." "You got that new phone, mom." I said and picked her phone up from the coffee table. "This probably takes great pictures. Have you used the camera much?" Mom reached out for her phone. "Oh, I've messed around with it a little, but not much." I found the camera icon and turned the phone toward my mother. "Smile." The phone clicked and flashed before mom could react. I quickly opened up her photo gallery to show her the picture. I flipped past the first picture and the second picture took the wind from me. There was the little vibrator I had seen in mom's closet, buried half way into mom's snatch. I'm sure my face was flushed with color as I quickly attempted to push the to the last picture on the phone just as mom grabbed the camera from me. "Don't go snapping pictures of me at the end of a long day. I probably look like hell." She looked down at the phone and turned crimson. She clutched the phone to her chest. "Rick, I -- I -- I don't know if you saw this or not, but --" "I was trying to find that picture I just took of you mom, I didn't see any of your pics." I lied, "I'm not familiar with your phone. Did that picture turn out okay?" Mom nodded and turned away. She sat heavily on the couch. "Yes. It's fine." She picked up her wine and took a long drink. "This weekend let's get the digital camera out and we'll take some pictures for my dating profile." She didn't look at me. "Okay?" "Sure mom." I said, adding, "I'm going to grab a beer and head off to bed. I've got a project due next week I should be working on." Mom looked down at her phone, then to me. "You didn't see the picture on the phone?" "It just came up when you grabbed the phone." "Okay." She finished the wine in her glass, "It's a terrible picture of me." I felt very awkward and seeing how mom was feeling made me feel worse. I went to her and hugged her shoulders. "You're too pretty to take a bad picture!" She patted my shoulder and gave me a light kiss on the cheek. "You're sweet." I left her sitting there with the phone in her lap. I went upstairs and sat on the bed. I didn't know if mom noticed or not, but my cock had sprung to life when I saw the pic of her vibrator in her pussy. I thought she was too freaked out to even pay attention. As I thought about it, it occurred to me that if she had taken that picture she had probably sent it to someone online. There was no doubt that she was being pretty promiscuous online these days. I guessed that she needed it. Hell, I was jerking off sometimes twice a day myself. My family must just be exceptionally horny, I thought. A couple days passed and then it was the weekend. Rhonda was busy with work and school so we didn't see much of each other. 1HotTigress had disappeared from chat, but then again, she had told me she was going to be gone. I finally made a date with Creamgirl for Saturday afternoon as she wanted to keep it simple for our first meeting. Saturday morning I saw Rhonda coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her body. When I gave her a cat call she opened the towel and flashed me her body. She waved for me to come into her room, but mom came up the stairs just then and I went back to my room. Mom followed me into my room. "I've got a few errands to run, but I was hoping that when I came home you'd take a couple pictures." She said it rather quickly and plainly. Trying to assess her situation I asked what was up. She waved it off and looked away, saying, "Nothing.' I approached her carefully, "Mom? What's up?" I put a hand on her shoulder. She patted my hand and shook her head, "Nothing, just kind of blah. I was hoping the pictures and the promise of getting a date would cheer me up some." "As pretty as you are, you'll have no problem getting a date." She patted my hand again and pulled away. "Thanks honey." She stopped as she turned into the hallway. Mom stayed in the doorway, "Any suggestions on what to wear?" I turned back to her and looked her over. In jeans and a Rolling Rock t-shirt, she looked great. "Let's do one casual, one dressy and one.... uhm..." "Fun?" She laughed. Then said, "I think I know what you mean." "Provacative." I smiled and she nodded and left the room. At three o'clock I met Creamgirl, Julia, at a coffee shop on the outskirts of town. Her picture must have been an older one because she didn't look quite the same from her hair down to her waist. She was a little bit thicker than the picture and her hair, black in the picture, was a light brown in a wild, frizzy, style. Still, her face was nice and her tits were rather large. We talked over coffee about a wide range of subjects from movies to my home town to our parents and finally about the chat sessions. She confessed that she didn't like to have cyber sex. She preferred to meet men (and a few women) in person and get to know them. If all went well, then they'd move on to some, safe, fun, sex. She always tried to keep first dates to an hour and if they went well, she'd set up a second date. She asked if I'd like a second date. I told her yes, but my schedule was pretty tight. She told me to buy a box of condoms and she'd show me what "tight" was next weekend. I went home slightly aroused and wishing we had a little more time to talk. Still, it all went well and I was no worse for the wear. When I got home, mom was in a tight fitting, black dress with her hair all done up. She had a strand of pearls on her neck as well as matching earrings and a bracelet. "I thought we'd start dressy and work our way down." Mom had just opened a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass. "Gotta get out there." I grabbed the camera and we started taking pictures of mom on the couch and then standing next to the book case. Mom was enjoying herself with the photo shoot. I kept telling her how pretty she was and she just ate it up. We took about twenty pictures when mom suggested she change into her next outfit. She grabbed the half-finished bottle of wine and her glass and headed up the stairs, telling me to meet her in ten minutes in her room. I downed a beer to pass the time and checked the pictures on the digital camera. Almost all of the pictures had turned out great. When ten minutes passed, I went up the stairs and headed to my mom's room. There, mom was lying on the bed in a rather revealing white teddi and white stockings with matching high heeled shoes. "Just a few of these." She said and struck a sexy pose on the bed. "I don't want men thinking I'm easy." "Yeah, save these for when you know them better." I commented and snapped a couple of pictures. She sipped more wine and then hung backwards over the bed, so her breasts nearly fell out of the teddi. She fluffed her hair out so it hung down to the floor. "I always wanted to take photos like Rita Hayworth or one of those actresses from the 40's and 50's." She sat up and adjusted her breasts inside the teddi, then turned and looked at me over her shoulder. The look was sexy and playful. I took a few, full body shots then snapped a couple of close ups of her face that she could easily use. Mom threw up her hands, "Okay. Let's knock it down a notch." She jumped up from the bed and hurried toward her bathroom. "Just hang out here a minute." With that she disappeared into the master bath. I sat on her bed and reviewed the pictures. These pictures gave me a hard on. Mom was very sexy. I set the camera down and saw her new phone on the nightstand. I thought about the picture of her vibrator and thought I would see what other pics she had. After the vibrator picture was a picture of herself that she had taken in her bedroom mirror. The flash obscured most of her face, but it was easy to see she was wearing a read nightgown with one of the straps hanging from her shoulder. Another picture was a close up of her lips, painted a lovely red. The next picture was of her breasts. Several pictures were snapshots of her car, the house, the bird bath in the back yard with a foot of snow on top of it. I flipped ahead and saw mom's clit. I looked closer. The picture seemed familiar, but in the last six months, I'd seen a few pictures of pussy's and clits. I set the phone down as I heard the knob rattle on the bathroom door. The bathroom door opened, Mom came out of the bathroom in Daisy Duke shorts and a flannel shirt tied in a bow just beneath her tits. Her hair that had been down for the lingerie shoot was now in pig tails and she had tamed down her lipstick some. "Let's do a few like this, then I'll get my jeans on and a different blouse." "Whatever you want." My cock was rock hard and struggling to rip through my jeans. I stayed on the bed and snapped photos of mom in the doorway of the bathroom in her Daisy Duke outfit. One more change, this time she came out with her hair down, the way she normally wears it and her good jeans on. Her make up was the same, but she wore a tight, white blouse. The look was great. I snapped about twenty more shots of her and then we were done and so was her bottle of wine. Mom was in a great mood. She was smiling and happy, singing a little country song to herself. Mom went downstairs while I downloaded the pictures to her computer. I noticed a box next to the desk -- a web cam box that was opened. I checked the desk and found the web cam behind a bunch of magazines and books piled next to the monitor. It wasn't installed. While the pictures downloaded, I plugged in the camera and loaded the software as mom came back with a fresh glass of wine. We looked at her pictures on the computer as she hung over my shoulder, her tits pressing into my back. She was more than happy with the results. She kind of blushed at the pictures in the teddi. "Those are pretty...risque." She said with a wicked smile. She seemed lost staring at the pictures and seemed to forget that I was there. With her face so close to mine, I could smell her perfume -- sweet and sexy. I struggled to concentrate. "I hooked up your camera, too." I told her while she checked the pictures. "Really?" She hugged me. "You're just too sweet." I showed her how to work it and she got all excited. She moved the camera around until she liked the view of her. Then she ushered me out of the main chair and thanked me again. "I'm going to create my profile." She said with enthusiasm. I stood next to her. "Why don't you wait until tomorrow? Give yourself some time to decide on your picture and what you want to say." She shrugged me off and drank some more wine. "I know what I'm going to say." "Okay." I said and slowly backed out of the room. As I left, I could see her moving the camera again to better catch her image. Back in my room I logged on to my laptop and went straight to the chat room. I was pretty horny and wanted to get something going quick. Mom never seemed to notice the affect she had on me. Even when I stood next to her with the hard on outlined in my pants, she paid no attention. I wanted to see if I could catch her when she came on. It would be funny to mess with her. I suspected it would take her a little while to find the picture she wanted to use and then get the camera situated before she got online. In the meantime, I'd look up one of my other cyber girls and get some much needed relief. None of the usual cast was on. I came across a girl I'd chatted with a long time ago, but she seemed kind of busy, so I kept moving. A minute or two later, 1HotTigress pinged me. 'Web cam is up.' 'So am I.' I replied and added a smiley face. We chatted a little, just small talk. Then I asked to see her image. She invited me to see her camera and when the image came up, the lens was focused on her torso. She was wearing a flannel shirt, completely unbuttoned. Under the shirt she had a red push up bra on. I was focused on the sex and didn't pay attention to the clothes. I drew a breath and started in: 'Nice body.' Her hand came up, pulled the top down a little revealing one breast then she covered up again. 'Glad you think so.' I turned on my web cam and pointed it at my crotch. I had slipped out of my jeans and was wearing my boxers. 'Fair is fair. To bad we're not closer and could get our bodies together.' 'Naughty.' She quickly typed. 'Give you a little and you want the whole thing.' 'You're hot.' I pulled my boxers down to show my hard cock. 'You are a little devil, aren't you.' 'You make me horny.' 'I bet you do this all the time, don't you?' 'No. If I did, I'd never get anything done.' I wanted to change my approach and get things moving. 'I've been waiting for you.' 'I find that hard to believe.' She flashed her breast at me again. 'Am I the only one you've been chatting with?' 'Pretty much.' She said then added, 'There's been a few others who have offered me the goods, but no one's been as much fun as you.' 'Can I see your pussy?' 'LOL!.' She typed then after a moment, she stood up and pulled her panties down. Because of the lighting, I could only see her brown patch and not much more. So I told her as much. 'I'll put it in the light in a minute.' I stood up and pulled my boxers off. 'You give me yours, I'll give you mine.' 'Ohhh! I like that! Did I tell you I like a nice, thick cock?' 'I think you did.' 'Would love to get my lips around that -- both sets!' I thought about the picture of my mom's lips on her phone. 'Do you have nice lips. I like lips that aren't too thick or too thin. A little red lipstick.' 'I'll show you my lips. Would you like to see me suck on my dildo?' 'I'd like to see you suck on my cock!' 'First things first.' Something covered the camera for about twenty seconds. I typed, 'What are you doing?' The cloth that was over the camera removed and there was her reddish-orange lips wrapped around her white vibrator, right in front of the camera. She sucked on it for a good thirty seconds, smearing her lipstick all over it. Then she moved up and pulled back, so her face was out of view, but her torso was exposed. Her teddi was off and her panties were gone. The vibrator went down her body to her snatch. She slipped it between her legs and then pulled it out again. She set the vibrator down and typed: 'Does that do anything for you?' I stroked my cock some more, then typed, 'You are hot.' 'I can't believe how horny I am. I like this.' She picked up the dildo again and brought it up, rubbing it over her nipples, then up to her throat, to her chin and then back to her mouth. She sucked it good. 'You like licking those pussy juices off a cock?' 'Only ever tasted my own pussy.' 'Maybe we can do a threesome some time.' 'Your friend, Tiffany2000, me and you?' 'Sounds good to me.' 'You'd like to see me fuck her with my dildo? Lick her pussy juices off of it?' She put the dildo in her mouth again, careful not to let me see more than just the lower portion of her face. 'Yeah. I could be fucking you from behind, my hands on those great tits.' She set the dildo down again, the web cam pointed at her neck and the top of her breasts. 'That does sound hot. You could fuck me and have her suck you off and then fuck her and have me suck her juices off your cock. Would you like that?' 'I'm ready to blow just thinking about it. Never been with two women before.' 'I think I'd like being with another woman.' 'Maybe you should try it.' 'I had an opportunity recently, but I didn't follow through. I was nervous.' 'Maybe if you did a threesome, had a guy there, it would make it easier.' 'LOL. Still trying to work your way into that picture, aren't you?' She threw something over the camera again. The light changed and then then a minute later, the cloth was removed and I was staring at her nicely trimmed bush, the dildo in her hand, pumping in and out of her pussy. She had moved her desk lamp so I could see it clearly. 'You are so fucking hot.' She stopped and typed: 'Tell me what you'd like. Tell your little bitch what you'd like to do with her, either by myself or with another girl.' I thought about my mom in the next room, probably chatting with a guy right then. The idea was bizarre. I looked at the monitor of the vibrator going in and out of 1Hottigress's pussy. 'I think it would be hot just to be in the same room with you while you fucked yourself with your dildo. I'd like to see it good and wet and then have you suck your own juices off of it.' She pumped the dildo faster into her wet snatch. 'Then, I'd like to kiss you. Taste your pussy from your lips. I'd like to finger your wet hole. Feel your excitement. I'd be so excited I'd be stroking my own cock. Then I'd get you on your knees so you could really suck my cock.' She pulled the dildo out and held it up to the camera so I could see how wet it was. 'I'd fuck your mouth. Then, I'd turn you around and fuck you from behind.' I could see the images clearly in my head. It was so exciting, I could barely concentrate. I felt as though I'd cum before she did. I kept going. 'I'd fuck you hard, slap my hip against your ass and reach around and feel your tits. I'd pull out and make you suck your juices off of me and then I'd put you on your back, raise your legs up over your head and dive into you with my cock. I'd fuck you while I kissed your neck and nibbled on your ears. I'd suck on your nipples and then I'd pull out and rub my cock on your slit until you came. And when you came --' I saw her hips buck. The dildo went in deep and stopped. One hand went to her clit as her fingers rubbed it furiously. From the other room, I thought I heard my mother moan. I grabbed my cock then as it throbbed of its own volition and stroked it a few times. Then I came. I shot a stream across the camera and onto the keyboard. I'd laid a towel by the keyboard before, but there hadn't been time. I grabbed it then and used it to catch the remainder of my load. Chat Sessions Ch. 03 'That was really fun.' She typed. I pulled myself from my daze and looked down at my half hard cock in my left hand. I wrapped the towel around it, cleaned off and then typed. 'You are very sexy and fun.' She set the dildo down on the desk in front of her and lowered her legs. I watched as she typed: 'I want more.' I smiled to myself, feeling like I had won a major award. 'More?' 'I'm exhausted, Dallas.' She used my alias that I was using with her, 'but I would still love to feel a real cock...it's been a long time.' 'Where do you live?' I typed before I even thought it. She had said something about my town before, so I assumed she lived close. 'If I were there I'd give you a real cock. I'd give it to you over and over.' 'I want you in every hole.' Her hand rubbed over her nipple. 'You're going to make me hard again.' I told her. 'You are driving me crazy.' My towel dripped some cum onto my bare leg. I stood up, wiped the cum off and tossed the towel to the laundry hamper. Over to my dresser, I grabbed an old t-shirt and wrapped that around my cock. When I sat back down I typed, 'I had some excess here. Had to clean it up. You make me cum so hard.' 1Hottigress logged off as I sent my message. I pinged her again thinking that maybe she got kicked off line. No luck. I waited for a few minutes then went searching to see if mom was on-line yet. No sign of her. I figured she was probably working on her profile. I'd have to check it out the next day. I searched around for a little bit for someone else to chat with, but no one was around. I logged off and laid down to do some reading. About twenty minutes later I heard mom's door open and heard her go down the stairs. A few minutes later she came back up and closed her door again. I got up and checked her bathroom, but the door leading to her bedroom through there was closed. I went back to bed and fell asleep. Chat Sessions Ch. 04 The next day, mom got up late with a hangover. Apparently, when I heard her get up and go downstairs, she had grabbed another bottle of wine. I asked how the profile went and she said she hadn't finished it. She seemed extra quiet, but I just wrote it off to the hangover. It was a nice day, so I went out and ran some errands and met a friend of mine for a beer late in the afternoon. I got a message from Julia (Creamgirl) telling me that she'd like to see me again. We set up a date for that night. I left my buddy at the bar and went home to change. Back at home, mom was in her room again. I went into my room to change and Rhonda followed me in to my room and closed the door behind her. My first thought was that she wanted sex again, but then I saw the look on her face and knew that wasn't it. "What's up?" I asked. "Mom's having a bad day." "She's hungover." I laughed. "She nearly drank three bottles of wine." "That probably doesn't help, but it's not that." Rhonda sighed, "Dad's getting remarried." I sat heavily on my bed. "That makes sense." I said aloud, then added, "That's why she was so gung-ho for getting those pictures done and for getting a date." "Pictures?" "Yeah. She had me take a bunch of pictures of her so she could create a profile." "That was last night?" "Yeah." Rhonda studied me for a minute. "And she was drinking during the pictures?" "Yeah. She was quite happy." "God. Who knows what she might have said if she created her profile while she was drunk." "I tried to stop her, but she was determined." "Well, I'll try to talk to her, but she's pretty upset." I shrugged, "Tomorrow she'll feel better." Rhonda opened my door. "I hope so." She stopped and looked at me again, "What are you up to tonight." "Got a date." I smiled. Rhonda froze for an instant then nodded. "Good for you. Do you need some condoms?" "I've got some." I looked away. Even though we had fucked like rabbits, talking to my sister about condoms still seemed weird. "Better use 'em, or I want sleep with you again." I nodded. "Not to worry. What are you up to tonight?" "I was going to hang out with some friends, but I think I'll stick around here." "Mom will appreciate that." The date with Julia went pretty well. We had a couple of drinks and appetizer's at a bar then we went to her place where we made out on her couch for an hour. When we started getting into the heavy petting, she stopped it, saying that we needed to talk more. She said that we could just masturbate together, but that she'd rather save it for our second date. I went home around ten with a raging hard on and no place to stick it. I started thinking about my sister and wondering if she'd be up for some fun. If nothing else, I could always find someone on line to cyber with. At home I found an open box of delivery pizza on the counter and a wine cork next to the sink. I checked around the downstairs, but didn't see any sign of mom or Rhonda so I went up the stairs, figuring to knock on Rhonda's door. Rhonda's room was empty and mom's bedroom door was closed. I heard the TV going in her room, but figured she was probably just relaxing with a movie and a bottle of wine. As I turned away from the door, I heard Rhonda's voice in my mother's bathroom. "You're a very attractive woman. And any man will be happy to date you." Through the crack in the door I could see my mother putting on lipstick. Her eye shadow was done, she had color in her cheeks and her hair was up in a bun. Rhonda stood behind her with a glass of wine in her hand. She was wearing a silk robe that only covered her to her upper thighs. Rhonda pulled the pins from my mother's hair that held it up. Mom's hair fell down to her shoulders. Rhonda put her hands in mom's hair and fluffed it out. "You need bigger." "My tits?" Mom laughed. "Hair, silly." Rhonda hugged mom around the waist and put her face next to mom's. "You're just so much fun." "My tits could be bigger. Men like thirty-six, at least." Rhonda brought her hands up and cupped mom's breasts. "Can't believe you had two kids. Your tits are perfect." She weighed them in her hands, then let her thumbs trace over the nipples. "At least I'm a C cup. Poor Sheila, my friend from work, has an A cup. Nothing." Rhonda still had her hands on mom's breasts. "You have the breasts of a twenty year old." "A twenty year old doesn't have my hips and thighs." Rhonda let one hand trace down to mom's hip. Her body pressed into mom's. "Your body is wonderful, don't knock it." Mom lifted her wine glass and sipped, leaving a lipstick stain on the rim. "Now I have to redo my lipstick." "Let me help." Rhonda said, turning my mom toward her. Mom's ass was pressed against the counter as Rhonda picked up the lipstick from the counter. Rhonda's face was just inches from mom's. "I should buy the kind that doesn't smear." Rhonda touched the lipstick to mom's lips. She applied a light coat, then used her index finger to fix a spot. Their eyes locked. Rhonda's finger traced down to my mother's chin as she leaned in and kissed our mother lightly on the lips. Mom pulled back a little, but she didn't run. Rhonda set the lipstick down and brought her hand up to mom's breast. "I smeared your lipstick again." Mom swallowed hard and said softly, "Should we put more on?" "Maybe take more off." Rhonda leaned in again. This time her mouth opened more. Mom met the kiss with her lips parted. She moaned as Rhonda pressed into her. The kiss went on for a minute as they ground into one another. Mom finally broke the kiss nearly panting. She turned away. "Rhonda. We can't do this." Rhonda reached around and cupped mom's breasts again. "There's no harm in this, mom." "It's not right. You're my daughter." "I'm safe mom. I just want to help you." Mom turned back toward her. Her back blocked my view. "Help me?" "You're frustrated...horny...you need a release." Rhonda kissed her shoulder, "More than that, you're interested. You want to know more. I can help you learn." "I don't need to learn from --" Mom's back pressed against the door pushing it shut. "Rhonda!" I heard Rhonda moan. "Rachel, you are saying no, but your pussy is saying yes." I groaned in pain, dying to see what was happening. What had Rhonda done, fingered mom? Dropped to her knees and licked her? My cock was so hard I could have used it to batter down the door. "Rhonda. Rhonda. Rhonda." My mother moaned from the other side of the door. Did I dare go through the bedroom and see into the bathroom? I opened the bedroom door slowly. I moved quietly toward the bathroom door which was fully open. I peaked around the corner and saw Rhonda on her knees, her face between mom's legs. Mom's hand was on the back of Rhonda's head, one foot was up on the toilet. I could see mom was struggling with her desires. She brought her leg down and forcefully pushed Rhonda's face away. Mom quickly turned back to the sink. "You need to leave, Rhonda." She said with clenched teeth. Rhonda leaned back, looking up at mom's ass. "Mom, Rachel, there's nothing wrong with this --" "Get out!" Mom said sternly. Her reflection in the mirror revealed tears streaking down her cheeks. "Please, honey, get out and leave me alone." I quickly darted out of her room and down the hallway to my room. I heard the bathroom door shut with a bang. I climbed into bed and pulled the covers over me. A minute later, my bedroom door opened and Rhonda came in. "You're home." She said quickly, then added, "I think I fucked up." Rhonda sat down at my desk and hung her head. "What's up?" I asked, waiting to hear what she would say. She looked at me sheepishly. "I - I made a pass at mom and -- well, it didn't go well -- I mean, it kind of did, but then she kicked me out and, and I really think I pissed her off." "You hit on mom?" I sat up in the bed. "She's frustrated and she's interested in experimenting and I thought I could help." I shook my head. "Rhonda, she's going through a lot right now. The last thing she needs is one of her kids hitting on her. I mean, really? You hit on her?" Rhonda looked up at me and then lifted her left hand to her face. She sniffed her fingers. "I went pretty far." I wanted to leap out of bed and smell those fingers, but I didn't want to give away how excited I was. "Rhonda." I sighed, "Come on, mom's having a hard time. She needs support, not -- not that." I pointed at her fingers. After a moment, Rhonda stood with her head hung low. "I fucked up." I nodded, "We're a messed up family Rhonda, but we don't have to mess up more." I smiled at her. "In a couple of days she'll realize that you were trying to help, but for now, just -- just lay low." Rhonda stepped forward and then sat on the edge of my bed. She leaned down and hugged me. "You're a good man, a good brother." She said in my ear. "I knew I could talk to you. I knew you'd make sense of all of this." I embraced her. "Rhonda, there's no sense to any of this. We just have to make the best of it. What's happening with you and me. What's happening with you and mom and mom and me and everything -- we just have to get through it." Rhonda swung her legs up on the bed and kissed my neck. I could smell mom's pussy on her face. "Let me stay here with you tonight. Let's sleep together -- I mean -- really sleep." Her hand went down to my hard on. I put my hand on hers. "Rhonda." I sighed heavily. "What if mom comes in and finds us? Holy shit, she'll go nuts." Rhonda kissed me on the lips and I tasted mom's pussy. The thought of it was incredibly exciting. Rhonda moved her hand under mine. "Are you sure?" I pulled her close to me. "Rhonda, I'm a guy, I'm horny all the time, but not tonight. I just can't do that to mom." Rhonda pulled back and then lifted the covers and peeked down at my hard on. "You do have a nice, thick cock." I pulled the covers back down. "Rhonda, don't do this." I took her by the shoulders. "Go play with yourself in your room and I'll -- I'll do the same here." "Wouldn't it be better if we just helped each other?" I felt bad, but I pushed Rhonda back and sat up in the bed. "No. Think of mom. What if she goes to your room to talk to you and you're not there? What if she comes in here then and we're 'helping' each other? What will she think? She'll be mortified!" Rhonda stood up and quickly turned away. "Okay. Okay. Everybody's turning me down tonight." "We'll do something tomorrow." I said softly. "I'm working tomorrow." She said and started toward the door. "Soon." I said, then added, "Let's make sure we don't upset mom anymore." Rhonda stopped, nodded then opened the door. She didn't look back. If she had she would have seen I was already stroking myself, still smelling mom's pussy from her kiss. The next couple of days were strange. Mom seemed to avoid both Rhonda and myself. She cleaned the house from the basement to the attic and threw out a bunch of her old clothes and several old items her and dad had bought together. Mom talked to me, but she didn't look at me. I really figured she was embarrassed by what had transpired between her and my sister. Rhonda worked and came home late and went straight to bed. The house had a different feel to it, like at any minute the walls might cave in. I got out of the house and met up with Creamgirl (Julie) because I told her I needed to see someone and get out of the house. She agreed to meet me for coffee. In the coffee shop, I thought her eyes were prettier than I remembered and her breasts bigger. I didn't tell her all that was going on, I just told her that my sister was being very weird and that my mom was having some serious issues as my dad was getting re-married. Julie seemed to understand and at one point she held my hand. For some reason, I didn't really want to have sex. I felt more like talking than fucking, but then Julie looked at me and asked if there was anything she could do for me and I knew we'd be having sex before long. Julie drove an old Chevy Blazer with dark tinted windows. We drove out of town and parked down by an old bridge. She climbed over the seat into the back seat and quickly pulled off her top. Her white bra barely contained her breasts. She dipped her hand into the bra and scooped out her breast. "You want me to just play with myself back here or are you going to join me?" I quickly climbed over the seat and joined her in the back seat. I took my coat off and Julie started working on the zipper to my pants. She felt my hard on through my jeans. "This is a pleasant surprise." She smiled at me me and then slipped out of her bra. Her boobs bounced before me, easily 36 D's. Maybe 38's. She pinched her nipple between two purple nails. I slid out of my pants and then her face was in my lap, pushing the band of my shorts down with her hand and then her mouth was on me. She slurped on my cock for a minute then pulled back, her face flushed. "Sorry, I suppose we should kiss first before I suck you off." "I've got a condom." I said just before we kissed. Julie pulled back from the kiss and smiled a wicked smile. "Not tonight. I just want to taste your cum." I bent and licked her nipple. I looked up at her. "It doesn't seem fair." "I'll cum too." "You want me to go down on you first?" She squirmed out of her jeans. "No. I'm self-sufficient." She dipped a finger down into her panties and started to lean into me. "I can't even get you off?" I asked feeling odd about the way things were being skewed in my favor. She kissed me very hard. "You're sweet." With that her head went back to my lap. One hand cupped my balls and the other worked on her own cliit. I could see the faint reflection of her pussy lips in the window behind her. Julie was noisy, but she knew what she was doing. She moaned as she sucked me and as she got closer to orgasm, so did I. I tried to hold off and wait for her orgasm, but couldn't. I came hard. Julie swallowed everything down and just as I finished cumming she came. It was interesting to feel her continue to suck on me and moan into my cock as she came. Afterwards, she sat back and licked her finger and smiled at me. "There. Guess this means we're dating, huh?" "I guess." I answered. Julie laughed to herself. "Don't worry, I'm not going to be calling you every day." "I'm not around much." She pulled up her jeans. "Are you free on Friday?" I nodded. "I think so." "Good." She picked up her blouse. "Come over to my house about eight and bring a box of condoms." When I got home I looked to see if I could find 1HotTigress online, but she was nowhere to be found. I ran into a couple of old friends and chatted, but no cyber sex. Rhonda got home about midnight and came into my room still in her scrubs. "Has mom said anything?" She asked. She seemed very worried. "What would she say? 'Do you think it's wrong that Rhonda fingered my pussy?'" "I don't know." She grumbled. "She hasn't said much of anything to me." "Me either." "She's not talking to you, either?" "She just seems distant." Rhonda bit her bottom lip and ran her fingers through her hair. "I should talk to her. I really fucked things up." I shook my head, no. "No. Just leave her alone. Don't try to make it right." "I'm the one who messed things up." "Don't do it, Rhonda. Won't it be odd if you corner her and want to 'talk'? Don't you think that'll make her feel more uneasy?" Rhonda looked at me for a long time as if she couldn't understand what I was saying. Finally, she said, "If things don't improve soon, I'm going to have to do something." "Let's get through the coming weekend." Rhonda gave me her pouty look. "Guess we still can't mess around, either." "Not with mom in the house." I replied, thinking about my giant orgasm in Julie's mouth a few hours earlier. Rhonda stood. "Shit." She shook her head, "I think I'm a nympho." I shrugged, unsure of what to say, other than to agree, but I didn't think that would help her. "We're all very....sexual. It seems to run in our blood." "I am just always horny." "Me too." "You think mom is?" She asked. "Probably." I smiled at her, "Her and dad had a great sex life at one time." Rhonda left the room on those words and I turned off my light and closed my eyes to sleep. I had a dream in the night that mom came into my room in her red, satin nightgown and stood over me, studying me. I dreamt that she was touching her breast the way Julie touched her big tits in the back of the SUV. I remember feeling like I should open my eyes so she could see that I was watching her, but that I couldn't open my eyes. Then she left and went back to her room where she took off her nightgown and laid on the bed naked as if waiting for me. Chat Sessions Ch. 05 The next day I went to school and struggled through my classes. Spring break was coming up and I couldn't wait. After school I went by the coffee shop where Julie and I had met, but she wasn't there. I went home and found mom making a big dinner. She seemed happier, but still avoided direct eye contact whenever possible. We talked about the weather and school and then Rhonda got home just as mom put the food on the table. Mom and Julie drank most of a bottle of wine and I had a couple of beers. Mom kept most of the conversation light and fun. There were a few awkward silences, but overall, we joked and talked like we used to do. It was comforting to me and I could tell it helped Rhonda immensely. Back in my room, I looked for 1HotTigress with no luck. I sent her an off-line message asking if everything was okay and waited for several minutes to see if she would respond, but she never did. Julie was on-line and we chatted for a little bit and asked me again about Friday. I promised her I would be over. She asked me if I had thought more about the backseat of her SUV and I told her I had. Truth was I had jerked off thinking about it the night before. She said she was very anxious to have my cock inside her again. She turned on her web cam and flashed me her tits and asked me if she should get a stud for her tongue. I told her her tongue was fine without one, but that it was up to her. Looking at her tits and talking about blow jobs I got all excited and jerked off into a t-shirt. She seemed quite happy that she was able to get me so excited. Friday came and I stopped by a local watering hole with one of my old high school friends. My afternoon was free, so we had a few beers then I went home. It was a warm day and mom had the front and back door open with the screens up on the screen doors. Upstairs, my bedroom door was open. I walked carefully into my room and saw mom had come in and opened the window. I stepped on a t-shrit on the floor and realized it was one I had cum in the other night. I wondered if mom had seen it. Then I turned and saw my lap top was turned on. The laptop was password protected, but I definitely remembered turning it off before I left for the day. Had mom been checking out my room? Had she tried to get online and see where I had been surfing? Mom was out back drinking a beer and taking in some sun. I asked how she was doing and she said "Fine." She then said she had ordered a couple of pizza's and thought that she might go out for a bit after we ate. She didn't look at me, she kind of spoke toward the house, but she never really looked at me. Rhonda came home just about the time the pizzas came. She grabbed a couple of slices, changed clothes and took off again. Mom left the house about seven and I went to see Julie. I had about six condoms in my room and I took five with me. Julie wasn't feeling great and hinted that she was getting her period. So, we watched a movie and then she gave me a hand job. It was her idea and she insisted that she at least do that for me. After the hand job she said I should go and that we'd get together on Sunday. I left, feeling a bit uncertain and more than a little awkward, but Julie assured me it was just he approaching period. We talked on Saturday and on Sunday, but we didn't get together. She said by Wednesday she'd be over her issues and then we would be able to have more fun. Mom seemed to avoid Rhonda and I and the house all together. I didn't see her all weekend. On Sunday morning when mom left the house, Rhonda came running into my room naked and jumped on me. In no time at all we were both naked and I was inside of her. Rhonda was nearly screaming about needing sex. I worried the neighbors would hear, but she didn't care. Afterwards, we laid side by side, both of us staring at the ceiling of my bedroom. Finally I said, "We have to be careful. I think mom's spying on me." "You too?" My sister said then groaned, "I'd kill for a cigarette right now." "I didn't think you smoked." Rhonda shrugged, "Sometimes. Especially when I'm tense." "I thought that was what the sex was for. To relax." I replied. Rhonda smiled, "Yeah, that took the edge off." She elbowed me, "Some girl's gonna marry you for that cock of yours." I grinned, a little embarrassed, then thought about what Rhonda had said. "Mom's spying on you?" "Yeah. She had gone through my room about a week ago. Said she was looking for her hair brush." "You confronted her on it?" Rhonda sat up in bed, "I fucking caught her. She was looking at my laptop and digging in my desk." "She was in my room, turned my laptop on." Rhonda laid back down. "She's confused about things. I really think I need to talk to her." "About sex?" "About everything. Dad, sex, her feelings, her desires; she's got too many hangups." "Maybe that's why dad left." "You mean, you think she was a prude?" I looked at my sister, she looked young again, younger than me at that moment. Kind of wide-eyed and wistful looking. "I found a couple of dad's old VHS tapes when I was in high school. I think he was looking for someone who'd be more adventurous." Rhonda sat up again. "It wasn't like kinky stuff, was it?" She shuddered. "No. Threesomes, some light bondage, anal sex. Stuff like that." Rhonda sighed, "Mom wouldn't have been up for that. I think she was the straight, missionary position and maybe a blowjob type of wife." "A long time ago, I remember dad and mom fighting over something that happened and dad said that if she could use her mouth for sucking like she used for talking, she'd be a pro." Rhonda stood up from the bed and picked up one of my t-shirts. She pulled the t-shirt on, it hung down to her thighs. "Mom was inexperienced. Dad's a prick." I didn't know what to think. I rolled to my stomach and into the wet spot on the bed. "Seems like she's been trying to 'loosen up' with those movies she's got." I stood up and picked up the cum t-shirt from the floor and wiped the cum and pussy juice off of my cock and thigh. "She's still --" Rhonda moaned. "She's just such a -- a stick in the mud. If she'd just loosen up. If she'd let me eat her pussy or let someone eat her pussy she'd be better off." I looked at my sister, her nipples standing out through the t-shirt. She looked pretty damn hot. "She' not you, Rhonda. She's not going to change." I moved closer to my sister and hugged her. "God, we're such a fucked up family." Rhonda nuzzled her face into my neck, "You're horny again." I pulled back and looked at her, "What do you expect? We're talking about sex, you're standing her looking like -- like you're so -- fuckable." "You're funny." Rhonda pushed me back. I fell back on the bed. Rhonda pulled the t-shirt off. "I was going to get some breakfast, but..." I dropped the cum t-shirt and Rhonda dropped to her knees in front of me. She took my cock in her hand and started stroking it. "Bet you'd like to see me and mom sixty-nine each other, wouldn't you?" I nodded. "I've always wanted to have two women at once." Rhonda licked my cock. "That's what every guy wants. How many can say they've had their sister and their mom at the same time." My cock was fully hard again. I put my hand on the back of Rhonda's head and pushed her face down to my cock. "Just suck me, sis." Rhonda slurped on my cock then pulled back and looked up at me, "You like that idea, don't you! It turns you on to think about me and mom fucking one another." She smiled. I pushed her head back down. "It turns me on to think about you licking mom's clit while she sucks my cock." "Mmmmmm." Rhonda moaned and pulled off just long enough to say, "That would be so cool." "Especially, if she was sucking your pussy juices off my cock." I said with heavy breath. Rhonda pulled back and stood over me. "Now my pussy is really wet. You're going to have to fuck me again." She had a wild look in her eye as she lowered herself down on to me and started fucking me. Rhonda kissed me hard and then whispered in my ear. "I want to kiss you with mom's pussy juices on my lips. I want it. I want it." Rhonda rode me like a crazy woman, "I want to make her cum". She screamed, continued to ride me until I came shortly after her and then she collapsed on top of me. We laid like that for several minutes, then we heard the front door open. Rhonda jumped off of me and ran out of the room. I got up and shut my bedroom door quietly and crawled back into bed. A few minutes later, I heard mom and Rhonda talking, just a quick conversation then Rhonda was in the shower. When I went downstairs mom was making breakfast and talking on her cell phone to a friend. It seemed that once again, Rhonda and I had escaped detection. Mom smiled at me and continued what she was doing. Rhonda came down the stairs a few minutes later and said she was going shopping before she went to work. I thought about the conversation Rhonda and I had had regarding mom. I watched her move about the kitchen, her hair tied up with a ribbon, her eyes bright, she had a bounce in her step. It was the first time in a long time that I had seen her seem so carefree. I went into the living room and turned on the television, that conversation seemed so crazy now. That night Julie was in the full throws of her period and didn't want to see me. I went for a drive that night and came home around dinner time. Mom was gone, Rhonda was working, I had the house to myself. I got online and searched for the Tigress, but knew I wouldn't find her. I turned the laptop off just as mom got home. Apparently, she had been out on a date. I heard the guy at the front door asking if he could come in, but she said no. I went to the top of the stairs and saw the guy lean in and kiss mom full on the mouth. As they kissed, his hand came up and massaged her breast. Mom pulled back. "Let's go slow, Tom." He leaned in again to kiss her, but she put a hand on his chest and pushed him back. He said something to her, she laughed and shook her head, no. They said goodnight, she gave him a kiss on the cheek and then closed the door. I came down the stairs. "A date?" Mom smiled and looked shyly away. "Yes, just a dinner date." "He likes you." "How much did you see?" She stopped and looked at me as I descended the stairs. "I just saw you kiss him goodbye and close the door." Mom nodded as if that was okay then headed back to the kitchen. "He wanted to come in." I looked mom over, she was dressed in a long skirt and a sleeveless top. She looked great. "He must really like you." "Yeah, I suppose." I followed her into the kitchen. She pulled a bottle of chardonnay out of the refrigerator and poured herself a glass. I grabbed a beer. "It must be tough dating again." I said. She nodded and sipped the wine. "It's odd." I leaned against the counter and looked her over again, she was wearing a push up bra that caused the tops of her tits to stick out of the v-neck top. "You'll get the hang of it. It's good you're getting out there. I don't think there's a lot of good looking women your age out there." Mom blushed and gulped her wine. "And you? Are you dating?" She looked away. "Yeah," I shrugged, "There's a girl I met." "Good." Mom looked out the kitchen window. "You can't just study and stay home all the time." She looked back at me as if she was going to ask a question then sipped her wine and looked out the window again. "I actually met Tom at the grocery store -- I knew him from years ago. I never had to use that website thing." "Well, I met Julie in a chat room." Mom turned toward me, "Chat room? You met her in a chat room?" Her words were almost an accusation. I shrunk back, "Yeah, no big deal. Everyone uses them." Mom looked down into her wine glass. She seemed suddenly flustered. "Which chat room do you use?" I gave her the name of one of the basic chat rooms and thought about the fact that she had used chat rooms as well. "It's a site that a lot of college students go on." I lied. She continued to look down into her glass. "You - you have to be careful with those sites, you know." "I'm safe. It's not like I'm using it to -- well, to just 'hook up'." I lied again. Mom downed the rest of her wine. "That's good." She poured herself a fresh glass keeping her back to me. "I've heard stories that people go on there -- just for that. To 'hook up'." I looked away, "Yeah, I know. It's all cool." "You know, honey," mom said softly, "We all do things we're not exactly proud of, but sometimes we do things because we're trying to find our way. We're trying to find what we want and who we are." I looked at her oddly, "I suppose." "I know I've been...out of sorts lately and quiet. I'm just figuring things out. I'm just finding -- finding me." She reached out and patted me on the shoulder, "So, you know, if I'm different or if I seem different or do different things, I'm just trying to... figure things out. Okay?" I nodded, "Sure mom." Though, truth was I didn't know what she was saying. Then mom came closer and hugged me hard. "I love you, Rick." She kissed my cheek. I hugged her back, "I love you, too, mom." She pulled away and drank a little wine. "I just..." Her eyes seemed to zero in on my waist. "You just have to live and - and be happy, right?" Mom and I looked at each other, her eyes were full of questions. Just then Rhonda came through the front door. Mom seemed to breathe a sigh of relief for the intrusion. Rhonda hurried into the kitchen and dug through the refrigerator searching for the left over pizza. Mom and I watched Rhonda inhale a piece of pizza and drink some of mom's chardonnay right out of the bottle. We did the obligatory small talk, then mom excused herself and poured the remainder of the wine into her glass and went off to her bedroom. As mom disappeared up the stairs, Rhonda looked to me, "What's up? How's she doing?" "She had a date." Rhonda smiled devilishly, "She get laid?" "He wanted it, but she kind of brushed him off." I whispered. Rhonda smiled more, "Good. I don't want her just jumping into bed with just anyone." I considered this for a moment, "I don't think you have to worry about that. How's she been? I've hardly seen her." Rhonda opened the refrigerator again and looked inside, "Good, I guess. She's been good." Something seemed strange, mom's odd words to me and her avoiding looking me in the eyes, now Rhonda was awkward. "Did you guys talk? Did you clear the air?" Rhonda moved a couple of things around in the fridge then came out with a couple of pieces of celery and a beer. "Yeah, we're good." "Really?" I asked. I wondered how that conversation went. "I mean, you apologized or talked about everything?" Rhonda opened the beer, "Yeah, yeah, we talked. It's all good."