11 comments/ 50918 views/ 18 favorites Hot Summer. Hotter Mom By: Romanticme As the credits were rolling indicating the end of the show, Chrystal, headed to the guest bathroom while George went to his own. He decided he needed a quick shower since he had been working on his classic 1941 Universal Army Jeep, and while he was showering he may as well shave. Chrystal loved the spicy, manly smell of his Old Spice and he loved Chrystal and Jimmy like his family and he was in the mood for some daddy-daughter incest. Chrystal and George were better matched than her and Jim ever were. She had suggested to Jim they try role play, with his response being "Why aren't I good enough as I am?" She suggested toys "Why aren't I enough?" She suggested rough sex, "Why would I slap my wife's ass, tie her up, pull her hair and blindfold her" do I look that sick?" One night she asked him to fist her, "Fat chance, I would hurt you!" So finally she resigned herself to a vanilla life with Jim at least until Jimmy grew up. But George, on the other hand was into kinky, dirty, unusual sex, and he was ecstatic to be with a hot baby, more than half his age! 'God, he's an animal,' Chrystal thought. Then as she was coming to bed she heard the shower, and since she was already naked and George had a foot fetish, Chrystal decided to join him. Maybe let him pin her to the shower wall and shove his 7" salami into her warm, wet bun. Then wash her newly manicured feet. She was positive if they had shower sex he would get hard again just looking at her dark red toenails and a little foot play (plus he had a supply of 'little blue pills'!). Chrystal had just stepped into the shower as George was rinsing off. With his hearing aids on the counter he wasn't aware of her until she stuck her finger in his ass eliciting a deep groan from him and he instantly leaned over. He hadn't entirely rinsed off so with soapy water running down his crack, Chrystal had no problems ass fucking him. Her finger would slide in to her palm then she would rub his prostate before sliding it out, then she would repeat the action until he was almost ready to cum "OK you wrinkled up old fucker, now that you're primed turn around an d pound my cunt!" Even though he was deaf as a fence post, George knew what Chrystal wanted and gave it to her hard! In and out his 7" piece of steel went. He would be surprised if Chrystal didn't have imprints of the shower tiles on her ass when he was done. He reached for her tits and twisted the nipples until she cried in Joy. Chrystal loved to be man handled she wanted it to hurt, and she knew George would hurt her, but love her too, and that combination was heaven. After working all day dispensing TLC to sick patients, Chrystal relished in Georges rough love. She knew after the shower, he would get out, hand her a towel, she would dry him then herself, and then he would lead her to bed, lay her down before going to the foot to worship her nice clean tootsies. She knew he would stand at the foot and degrade her, calling her slut, cunt, whore, bitch, his cum dump, cunt fucker, shit eating ass licker, while slipping his tongue between each toe and at the same time massaging her aching insteps. Oh she wanted Jimmy to get to college so there'd be a lot more less stressful sleepovers like tonight. ------------------------------------------------ As she lay atop the covers with her legs in the air, her cunt lips flapping open and the nasty picnic pitch oozing down the crack of her ass to pool on the bed spread, George stood at the bottom of the bed holding her foot and yelling "You crusty cunted whore,why aren't you down at Mcfeely's tavern giving away blowjobs to the fucking winos"? "You are about as useful as birth control for nuns." After he had abased her, he removed his false teeth and sucked half of her foot into his mouth, tickling Chrystal's just washed instep with his tongue. After worshiping both feet, staring awestruck at her beautiful red tipped toes and abasing her so she felt lower than snail shit, George was a happy camper, and crawld up so he was eye to twat with her steaming, bubbling caldron of a cunt and buried his whole face in her slick slit. Damn he was in hog heaven as her mustiness overpowered his senses leaving him dumbstruck! With his teeth out, George could wrap his whole mouth around her cunt lips, squeeze them together and tease Crystal's prominent inch long clit with the tip of his tongue driving her insane. Then letting the lips relax enter the musty, dark, humid marsh lying between her shapely thighs. Whew, as sweat cascaded off his forehead and into his eyes, George realized he wasn't a young Sergeant on leave in some French whorehouse anymore, but a 67 year old widower, trying to keep up with a frisky 30 something woman, shit he was so worn out he couldn't even remember hers age. If you expect me to rise to the occasion and fuck you again this century, you'd better bring a defibulator over next time." "Baby, I don't expect anything, I'm content with just laying next to you talking, kissing, feeling. You don't need to fuck me all the time...just once a day!" and they both laughed. Chrystal lay on her left side with her heads on his cheats and her left leg thrown across his stomach, playing idly with the sparse hair on his chest, nipping his nipple now and then. They lay there quietly for a few minutes then just as George was drifting off. She whispered "Busby, what am I going to do about my son? He is going to start school and I have no doubt he will do good in his classes, but with his lack of social skills and his immaturity, it scares me to think of how his class mates will treat him/" Sleepily, George replied "I have been giving it some thought and if you just let me take him I will call my old friend from Camp Pendleton and see if they can enlist him.,." Chrystal jumped up in the bed, "I DON'T WANT HIM IN THE MARINES!" "Just calm your hysterical ass down and let me..." "He's got a scholarship to Stanford, and unless you plan on sending him, on my salary at the hospital I'll never be able to ...." "Will you let me finish for Pete's sake, no Just be quiet until I'm done, can you do that or do I need to use the duct tape again?" Chrystal remembered how the Duct tape felt as it was ripped from her pubic hair last night and said " OK, Sweetheart, I'm sorry, go on" "As I was saying, I will call my buddy, the Base commander at Camp Pendleton, and see if he will slap him into shape, 'enlist' him, so to speak, treat him as if he is just another recruit, work him like all the others" "Hm that might work I suppose." "Yes at least he will be away from you" "Ooooooo, Daddy you expect any more of this" Chrystal pointed at her creamy cunt, 'anytime this decade?" He laughed and she sighed because she knew it would be punishing her too. Chrystal was just nodding of, thinking George was done for the night when he began to run his hands over her body. Well this 2nd attempt at authorship failed miserably according to the 17 comments. 1 or 2 would have been a fluke but 17 cannot be ignored. Even with Wicked Inside's excellent editing. So I will scrap this one two and try again. Hot Summer, Hotter Mom Ch. 01 Much thanks to Wicked Inside, for the editing. This is a 'serial' story with a long, long lead up to the mother/son sex stuff, although there are few words and actions suggesting it. ***** Not only was Jimmy a total nerd, he was clumsy, awkward...and a virgin! Jimmy was a good kid, good looking, nice build, polite, straight A student. He loved to help people, especially the elderly and disabled. I should know I'm both, 67 and disabled and Jimmy's next door neighbor. He had been the neighborhood paper boy since he was 8; hard to believe10 years had passed. Jimmy knew everyone in the 'hood (Damned kids too fucking lazy to say neighbor hood!) and had been in most of the houses. You'd think Jimmy would be a real happy camper, right? Yeah right! Wrong! He was happy for his good reputation and his rapport with his neighbors, but at 18, he would be heading off Berkeley, California to attend Stanford University at the end of summer, so he was obsessed with losing his last vestige of his youth-his virginity. Jimmy lay on his 'space ship' shaped single bed in his Star Wars themed bedroom (God, what a fucking nerd!) day dreaming. He wanted his mommy to open his door, walk over to his bed, unbutton her shirt, take her bra off...then what? It would be wrong for his mommy to take his cherry, even though all the boys in the incest stories on literotica lusted after their slut mommies. He just figured all those sluts didn't have the class his prim n' proper mommy had, either that or the stories were the fantasies of hormone charged 18 & 19 year old teens. As Jimmy got up to go , he glanced out the window, WOW, his dingus instantly hardened as he looked (more like ogled) at his mommy as she lay under the sprinkler on the folded out chaise. Her white sleeveless t-shirt and short shorts clung to her curvy body. Gosh darnit he had to go real bad, but at the same time he wanted to stare at his mommy, finally after 3 minutes his stomach started to hurt, he had held it so long. When he finally made it to the potty, Jimmy just couldn't go. He stood there almost in tears, his mommy told him if this happened he should just turn on the water, so he turned around to the sink and turned the tap. Still he stood there with visions of his wet mom keeping him hard. But the more he thought, the harder he got and the longer he stood there. Shoot, after an eternity, he thought he'd better go tell his mommy, mommy was smart she would make an appointment with her Doctor. His mommy looked up as he ran out of the house letting the screen door slam, yelling "Mommy, Mommy, help, help, I need to go see the Doctor " "What's wrong, honey?" she asked looking real worried, but at the same time thinking 'that kid really needs to grow up.' He ran up to her side as she sat up so his bulge was staring directly eye level. Jimmy stood swaying from side to side as tears ran down his cheeks. Call the Dr., I have to go, but I can't" His mother, an ER nurse, looked at his bulge and sensed the problem right away, but being a voyeur as well as a concerned mother and wanting to confirm her suspicions she soothingly said, "pull down your pants and let mommy look." "OK" Jimmy said, "but then I need to see a Dr." Chrystal, Jimmy's mom looked as his 5 and a half inch cock sprang out. She literally had to turn her back to him and pretend to be busy gathering her things off the ground so Jimmy wouldn't be hurt by the smile or the laughter she barely suppressed. Then acting all concerned and serious she asked him, "You weren't upstairs at your window, looking down on your wet mommy were you?" Oh. Oh he thought His mommy must have saw him looking when she turned over. "Golly gee mommy, I just had to! I got up to go and saw you, my thing got hard and wouldn't let me go. Guess I shouldn't have looked, I'm sorry Mommy!" he was crying. That's alright Jimmy, I'm sorry I tempted you. Do you want mommy to kiss it? She asked hopefully. She just wasn't looking forward to going to the doctor for this, she'd be laughed at relentlessly "No I need the Dr." Jimmy cried. "Remember how I kissed your skinned knee when you fell running across the lawn and I kissed it better?" she practically pleaded. "Yeah, but I don't think it will work for this. I think it was so wrong' God is punishing me and the Dr. will have to fix it." "Well maybe, but this is Sunday and the Dr. isn't in his office anyway, so I will just kiss it and maybe pet it and if it still hurts tomorrow I will make an appoint", but then Chrystal formulated a fabrication. "You know your mommy is an emergency room nurse and a boy your age came in with the same problem, well after your mommy got rid of some awful stuff in his thing he was able to go." Jimmy thought it over for a few minutes then he reluctantly relented. Chrystal sat on the edge of chaise and reach her hand to grasp his unused shaft, she pulled him so he was near enough to suck the average size penis into her wet, warm mouth, but unlike the fantasy world of porn, had to just use two fingers to stroke him while giving him CPR with her mouth until he tensed up and shot his load. "Ok Jimmy, Mommy is going in the house to put some dry clothes on and look at my medical book to see that I did the right thing, then I will be out to check on you, alright?" Chrystal knew by the time she got back his hard on would be gone and she assumed he would be watering the bushes. She was half right; Jimmy had gone soft, only he'd just stood where he was and wet his pants. Chrystal came back out in her robe, carrying her medical book (she wanted to look concerned.) Taking one look at Jimmy's wet front, she smiled to herself, and to Jimmy she asked "Does your thing still hurt baby? I see you can go Again" "No, my thing isn't swelled up any more and I couldn't hold it in. I'm sorry Mommy." "That's OK, you go wash up and get ready for dinner while I go check on Mr. Wills, Honey." Since his wife passed away when she fell and hit her head on the icy step last winter, Chrystal had started going over at least once a day sometimes more to checkup/visit him. She had loved Martha and George since they moved in 15 years ago. When he was still around, Jim Sr. would mow their lawn, water the grass, do odd jobs, sit and visit George while Martha ran errands. The two families bar-b-qued together, played games together. George and Martha were like Mom and dad to Chrystal, although after Martha died and Jim Sr. had run off with the peroxide slut from the bar, her and George had become quite chummy. She just needed to be careful Jimmy didn't walk in on Mommy fucking his 'Grandpa'. So after Jimmy went in to bathe and change his clothes, Chrystal walked over To Georges and stepped in to his kitchen. George was in the living room watching TV, so Chrystal went to the cupboard, got a mug and poured herself a cup of coffee before going in to sit in Martha's chair next to George. "That motherfucking, no good, son of a bitch." George could tell she was pissed so he thought he'd better just turn off the TV rather than just muting it, like he usually did when she or Jimmy came over. "Now tell me who's a motherfucking' no good, sonofabitch." Although George knew she was talking about her X, but wanted her to tell him. "That worthless, fucker I was married to, that's who! He left me to raise his child, support him, and teach him about life." "Yeah, I know, Jim was a good man, but he sure didn't do you right leaving a fine woman like you with a handful of bills and a baby. Not much of a man, huh? So tell me what's got you so upset." "How am I supposed to teach him the basic facts of life, George, I guess I shouldn't have sheltered him so much and started much earlier. You were right, my love. I waited too long. I've failed as a parent." "Don't be so hard on yourself, honey, I've watched you raise a fine young man, he's intelligent, good looking, polite, everything a good man should be. Now Chrystal, tell old George What's making you so pissed." "Actually when you think about it it's rather funny, Jimmy doesn't really have any male in his life to teach him basic things, like a man can't pee with a hard-on!" He was in his room and passed by the window. I was laying out under the sprinkler cooling off, He saw me with my clothes plastered to my body and it was too hot for bra and panties, he must have looked as I rolled onto my back because he got hard then went to the bathroom and couldn't go." Chrystal explained, then she got this worried look on her face. "Oh George, I really do need your help. Jimmy heads off to Stanford soon and I'm afraid for him." with that Chrystal got up and walked to the kitchen for another cup of Folgers; as she was pouring she asked George if he wanted one. He declined saying it was too close to dinner, and he was just going to the store to get some groceries anyway when she came over. "Tell you what sweetheart, if you will help me prepare Jimmy for college this summer, not only will I fuck you, I will also feed you. Since we live next door to each other we should have been eating together all along anyway." Chrystal knew that George would help out. Since he and Martha had never had kids because he had been injured in the war and had come home minus testicles, luckily he could still maintain an erection and have intercourse. So the two had become Jimmy's 'grandparents'. They had doted on him, George teaching him to fish, fixing his bike, taking him to movies, Martha played games with him, baked cookies for him, babysat when Jim and Chrystal went out or wanted a romantic evening home. So she said "Just let me call home, baby." Chrystal walked over to the china cabinet and picked up the old-fashioned rotary telephone with its 50' extension cord and walked back across the room to plop down on George's lap. At 38, Chrystal only weighed 100 pounds- and that was on a hot day when she was covered in sweat. She tried to keep her shapely 36-22-38 figure in shape by daily runs thru the neighborhood and a lifetime membership to CURVES. But she had developed a slight middle age belly all the same. As she dialed her number, she had to keep George's hands from roaming. Finally with the phone ringing, she leaned down and kissed his balding head and at the same time swatted his hand as he tried to get to her panty covered cunt. "You horny old goat, can't you wait til Jimmy's asleep tonight? I'll put him down at 9:30, change into a teddy, or merry widow, or camisol, or nothing and come back." Chrystal knew Jimmy wouldn't answer When he was about 3 her and Jim both told him not to answer the phone, but to come get them. And to this day he still did. So it was no surprise when a few minutes later Jimmy came running thru Georges kitchen yelling "Mommy, Mommy the phone's ringing." "Yes I know I wanted you to come over so you could get the franks and beans," she turned to George and asked if he had condiments he nodded his head, so she added "and the hot dog buns, oh and the chips. We are eating with Grampa George." While Crystal was grilling the Franks on George's patio and Jimmy was in his room playing with his star wars action figures, Georgie boy was getting handsy with the cook, Finally knowing Jimmy wouldn't be back til she called, an exasperated Chrystal turned to George and grasped his hot dog with the tongs she held, took hold of his hand and stuffed it in her waist band and pushed it against her dripping cunt. "Is this what you were after you old fucker?" She let him play with her hot cunt (she preferred 'cunt' to pussy, twat, taco, muffin or any of the other pet names, because it was so nasty and vulgar.) for a few minutes, then turned to the weiners that were on the grill, which were beginning to blacken, "See what you made me do Mr. Wills? I got them just in time. Now behave your nasty ass til later, I promise to make it worth the wait!" So reluctantly, George contented himself to sitting in the deck chair watching her ass sway. Then he thought to himself I will go turn on the stereo to some music so she can really shake that ass. He found an oldie station, cranked up the volume and went back out to the patio where Chrystal was getting down with the Stone's 'I can't get no satisfaction'. She had always liked the Rolling Stones and this was her favorite song. She flashed back to a happier time when her and Jim would park and he would sing that as he was attempting to get in her panties (that is if she was wearing any. Chrystal did enjoy the feel of going comando, although it did pose a problem at times, especially in tight jeans with her Camel Toe making her crotch wet.) That's it for this chapter. Next chapter we'll find out if they figure out how to make him grow up.