21 comments/ 64318 views/ 41 favorites The Family He Never Knew Ch. 01 By: bbrake This is a work of erotic fiction. Any resemblance to persons, places, or events; past or present is entirely coincidental. * This is the story of how my life changed for the better. I had best begin for the beginning. I was born and raised in a small country town. I won't tell you where because the people there are nice and most of them didn't have anything to do with the first, horrible, part of my life. I lived with my father. He was a drunken, overweight slob. It seemed the only pleasure in his life other than alcohol was making my life miserable. I never knew my mother and I quit asking my father about her real early. A couple of slaps to the side of the head will break you of the habit of asking questions real quick. For almost my entire life, I lived in hell with that man. Karma finally caught up with him. He was driving home from a bar, drunk, when he got into an accident. He slammed into the car of a family that was driving home from church. Everyone involved in the accident was seriously hurt except for my father. I guess it's true, drunks bend but they don't break very easily. When my father got out of the hospital, he was quickly arrested, tried and sent to jail for ten years. That left me. Not quite eighteen, and all alone. That was when the woman that lived next to us told me something. Not only was my mother still alive, but she was living out west with my two sisters. It seems that she married my father while they were still in high school. Shortly after I was born, she finally saw the light and divorced him. Apparently, she got custody of my two sisters and dad got custody of me. The reason I never knew or heard from her wasn't because she didn't want to. It was because my father wouldn't let her. She sent us money every month, which explains how dad could always afford to drink even though he never had a job. Our neighbor was her only way to keep informed about me. The neighbor brought me into her house and showed me pictures. She showed me a photo of a beautiful woman standing with two cute girls. I just sat there in slack-jawed silence. Doing something I hadn't done since I was a little boy, I cried. 'Men don't cry!' my father would yell at me with a slap to the head. What an asshole. "Do you think she would let me live with her?" I asked the neighbor. "Oh, honey." the woman I had never paid much attention to said as she hugged me. "She already sent me the plane tickets." So, after a trip to the jail to tell my father that he would never see or hear from me again if I had anything to say about it, I boarded a plane that would take me to meet my true family for the first time. It was my eighteenth birthday. It was the best birthday of my life. ....... As the plane began to descend, I began to feel nervous. What if, she didn't like me? What if I reminded her too much of my father? What if I was too much like my father and she sent me away? It was too late to turn back now. Things would just have to run their course. I was used to disappointment. After I had collected my duffel, I turned around and there she was. I looked at this woman and somehow I couldn't make my brain think 'mother'. She was gorgeous. She was a little shorter than I was. Her auburn hair hung down below her shoulders and was styled in a way that framed her face perfectly. Her deep blue eyes were looking at me and glistened as if she were about to cry. She was wearing a light blue blouse the top buttons undone to reveal a generous swell of her breasts. Her tight black skirt hugged her hips and came to just above her knees. Black, fishnet stockings and black pumps completed her outfit. Her tanned skin showed that she spent a lot of time in the sun. Unlike the people back home, her tanned skin wasn't dry and leathery; it was smooth and looked soft. She didn't say a word. She just walked up to me and hugged me. I couldn't move at first. Then I dropped my duffel and wrapped my arms around her. She was shaking slightly. It dawned on me she was crying. I held her tighter and whispered, "It's all right, and I'm here now." We stood like that for a while and I began to feel the ice around my heart begin to melt. Time seemed to stop for me as we stood there in the busy airport and held each other. Nothing else mattered except this beautiful woman in my arms whom I was still having difficulty thinking of as 'mother'. All good things must end however, so she stepped back and took my hand. She looked down at my duffel and asked, "Is that all you have?" I picked up the duffel, nodded and said, "Didn't have anything else I wanted to keep. I sold the rest." "We'll get you fixed up in no time." She said. "Amy and Ashley love shopping." "Are they here?" I asked somewhat nervously. "They wanted to throw a big party for you." She said with a giggle. I had never heard a grown woman giggle. It made her seem younger and closer to my own age. "I talked them out of it. I thought it would be best to work you in to our family and social life a bit slower." I felt a little more of the tension in me drain away. "A friend of mine owns a lake cabin in the mountains and she loaned it to us for the summer. At first it's going to be just you and me so we can get to know each other." We began walking out of the airport toward the parking garage. She wrapped her arm in mine and held me tight. I could feel her breast press and rub against my bicep as we walked. When we got to her car, I was pleasantly surprised. It was a convertible muscle car. I may not have much formal education but I do know cars. I worked part time at the garage back home. I spent as much time there a possible in order to get away from my father and the old man that owned it taught me a lot. We stored my duffel in the huge trunk. Even with all her luggage, there was still plenty of room. We got in and 'mom' looked at me with a mischievous grin and lowered the top. That was how we drove. How a car like this was meant to be driven, with the top down and going a fast a possible. About halfway there, once we got off the interstate, she gave me a bit of a shock. She unbuttoned two more buttons on her blouse I could now tell that her breasts were barely contained by a white lace bra that did little more than cover her nipples that were pressing out against the material. She apparently didn't notice that I was staring at her and seemed to enjoy the wind blowing against her almost bare chest. Suddenly I had a problem. My dick was beginning to get hard from looking at my mother's chest. I didn't want her to think I was some kind of pervert. It seems, however, I didn't have to worry. "Go ahead and adjust yourself." She said casually. Apparently, my growing discomfort was obvious. With a blush that I could feel to my toes, I did just that. She reached over and put her hand on my knee. She gave it a squeeze and said, "Never be afraid to tell me how you feel. I don't mind you looking at me. In fact most women enjoy being looked at by a handsome man." She gave my knee a final squeeze and put her hand back on the wheel. When we reached our destination, I was in shock. What she called a cabin was bigger than most houses where I came from. It was huge with an enormous deck running all around. It was perched on a hill overlooking a big lake. I carried our luggage in and saw that, despite its size, it was only one room. Mom looked at me and asked, "Well, what do you think?" "Awfully big for a one room." Was all I could say. Suddenly mom was biting her lip. She seemed nervous about something all of a sudden. "There's something you need to know about Amy, Ashley, and me." She said. "We're naturalists." When I looked puzzled she explained, "We like to wear as few clothes as we can get away with." Moreover, having said that she took her blouse off and stood before me wearing only her bra. Her blush deepened her tan, as I stood there mute. I could feel my jaw wanting to scrape the floor. Finally, I heard myself mutter from far away "beautiful". It must have been the right thing to say because suddenly she was in my arms holding me tight. Just like in the airport, time seemed to stop. After a while, she pulled herself away from me and said, "I guess we'd better unpack." It didn't take me long. Mom was still working when she noticed me standing there. "Why don't you go out on the deck and get some sun. I'm almost done here, I'll change and come out and join you in a few minutes." She was holing a small bit of blue cloth in her hand as she said this to me. I shrugged my shoulders and went out onto the deck. As I passed one of the large windows, I glanced in and stopped dead in my tracks. Mom's back was toward me. She had already removed her bra and was reaching back to the zipper on her skirt. She undid it and let it fall to the floor. A matching lace garter belt held up her stockings and she was wearing lace panties that matched her bra. She kicked off her pumps and unhooked her garter belt from the stockings. She hooked her thumbs in the sides of her panties and slid them off on the way down she hooked her stockings and slid them off at the same time. When she stood up, I took stock of her body from the rear. Her legs were trim and toned, not a bit of cellulite on them. And her ass, my god, it was gorgeous. She removed her garter belt and reached for the bit of blue cloth she had held in her hand earlier. I stepped back from the window. My dick was so hard it was hurting. I walked around to the back deck and saw an outdoor hot tub and a little wooden building. Surely, a place like this wouldn't have an outhouse. A quick peak in the door showed that it was a small sauna. I lifted the cover on the hot tub and saw that it was already filled. I heard a step behind me. I turned and there was mom. That bit of blue cloth turned out to be a bikini. It fit her like a second skin. I could clearly make out the outline of her areola surrounding the stiff nipples straining the top. The bottom pulled tight giving her a prominent camel toe. She did a little pirouette, it was a thong type that left both of her butt cheeks completely exposed. "What do you think? I just bought it yesterday and this is the first time I've worn it." "Umm, yea." was all I could say. I can be so retarded some times. She giggled again and came up to me. She kissed me on the cheek and said, "I'll take that as a complement." Then she said, "Why don't you go put some shorts on and really enjoy the sun?" "I don't have any." I said. "I thought as much." She said, "I left some scissors out. Just cut the legs of a pair of your pants. We're going to get you some new clothes anyway." I went inside and did as she instructed. While I was in there I heard the motor start up on the hot tub. I was also able to give my dick some much-needed relief with a quick jerk off in the bathroom. I couldn't help but remember the one time my father had caught me. 'Get used to jerking boy.' He said with a laugh 'With a pecker that small, no woman will want you.' Asshole. The few girls I had been with didn't think it was too small. I tucked myself back away and went back out on the porch. Mom was sitting in the hot tub. She was sitting with her back straight, her shoulders back with her barely covered tits thrust out to catch the sun. Her eyes were closed but she seemed to sense I was there. "Come join me," she said "this feels great." I slipped into the tub across from her but that wasn't good enough. "Over here silly." I slid over and she relaxed a little. She put arm across my shoulders and her tits seemed to be floating on top of the bubbles. "So, what do you want to know?" "What do you do for a living?" I asked. "I'm a physical and occupational therapist. I help people who have been injured or crippled get their lives back." "What happened after you left him?" she knew who I was talking about. She sighed and said, "I hoped you wouldn't ask that." I started to say 'never mind' but she continued. "Things were hard at first. I didn't have much education then. At first, all I could find was part time work stripping." She felt me suddenly tense. She patted my arm and said "Don't worry, that didn't last for long." We sat there for a while in silence then she continued. "I eventually got a job cleaning the house of the woman that owns this cabin. When she found out I was interested in physical therapy, she helped me get an education and a job." We sat for a while more in silence. As we sat there mom put her hand on my leg and began to rub it. "She is also the one that taught the girls and me that there is no need to feel ashamed about our bodies. She hardly ever wears clothes around her house and soon the girls and I followed suit. She knows all about you and is looking forward to meeting you." The tub was relaxing. I asked her about my sisters and she told me they were both in college. Amy would be joining us in a couple of days followed by Ashley a few days after that. They were both studying physical therapy like mom and, so far, seemed to be doing well. I asked her what they were like and she suggested I meet them and form my own opinions. While she was telling me about my sisters, she put her hand on my leg and began rubbing it. This had the unfortunate effect of making my dick hard again. Then she really blew my mind. "Do you mind if I take my top off?" she asked. I really didn't know what to think. If she hadn't been my mother I wouldn't have hesitated a second. In fact, I probably would have helped her. Taking my stunned silence for assent, she stood up in front of me and casually removed her top. Her breasts were beautiful. They had absolutely no sag to them at all. She stood there for a moment and then moved toward me. She straddled my lap and sat down facing me. I couldn't take my eyes off of her breasts. She took my slack hands and placed them on her hips, and placed her hands on my shoulders. Finally, I was able to tear my eyes away from her perky (yes I said perky) mounds and looked into her eyes. "I need to make sure of something before the girls get here." she said. "What's that?" I asked with some trepidation. "I need to make sure that you weren't too badly damaged by that man." At the mention of my father, I felt all my muscles tense briefly. My mother then leaned forward and hugged me, pressing her bare tits into my chest. My dick became even harder. Feeling me squirm a little, she leaned back and slid her hands down my chest to my shorts. She undid the fastenings freeing my trapped dick. Then she took it in both her hands and began to slide them gently up and down. I started to say something when she whispered "Shhh, you need this." Then she gave me a gentile peck on the lips. She sat back up and continued to jack my dick. I had never felt anything like it before. "Just relax and let me do all the work." She said. My breathing was getting rough. I could feel my orgasm begin to build. Mom was squirming a little on my lap as she rubbed my dick. Sounding a little out of breath she said, "Put your hands on my breasts." I did as she said and she shuddered a little. She was jerking me faster now. After a couple of minutes, my balls were erupting. I had never felt anything like it before. It seemed to go on forever. Involuntarily, my hands clenched on her breasts. I heard mom gasp and she shuddered again. When I was finished, she let go of my cock and hugged me. When I was finally able to pry my hands off of her breasts, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tight. We just sat like that for the better part of an hour. After I had recovered, I heard mom giggle again. "Now I know you're not like your father in two ways." She said. "How so?" I asked. "First," she said, "if I had done that to your father, he would have immediately tried to rape me." Somehow, I wasn't surprised. "And second?" I asked. She giggled again and said, "His dick is only about two inches long when hard. You're a monster compared to him." With that said, she reached down and grasped my now flaccid cock. "Even soft you're easily three times his length." We both felt my cock begin to stir again. She let go of me and stood up. She held her hand out to me. When I took it, she pulled me to my feet. I started to do up my shorts again but she told me not to bother. She led me to the sauna and we went inside. It wasn't as hot as I expected. I looked at the thermometer and saw that it was ninety-nine degrees. Just above body temperature. "Take your shorts off and lay on your stomach." When I had done as she instructed I felt her straddle my hips. She began to massage my shoulders and back. It felt great. She gently soothed the tension out of muscles I didn't even know I had. I have a couple of scars on my back. Souvenirs of my father when he was especially drunk and vicious. My mother gently kissed each one. "I can't heal the scars on your body." She said "But, I can help you heal the scars on your soul." When she was finished with my back, she told me to turn over. My dick was hard again. Without hesitation, she took it in her hands and began jacking me off again. I didn't know what to think. For the second time my mother was rubbing my dick and it felt great. I wouldn't last long this time. "You really are much bigger than your father." She said. Then she leaned forward and gave my dick a little kiss. That did it. I began to blow my load all over my stomach. Mom kept rubbing me, milking every drop out of my balls. When I was finished, she lay down next to me and began swirling her finger through the goo on my stomach. "Feel better now?" she asked me. I took a deep, shuddering breath. Instead of answering her, I turned my head and kissed her on the tip of her nose. She giggled again and then placed her hand squarely in the puddle of cum. You take a shower and I'll make us some dinner. We both stood up and mom surprised me again by licking my cum off her hand as she walked to the house. As I took a shower the image of mom licking my cum would not leave my mind. I wouldn't have thought it possible, but my dick began to get hard again. I left the shower and went back out to the main part of the cabin. While I was in the shower mom had removed her bikini bottom and put on a pair of silk panties so thin as to be nearly transparent. I asked her if she needed any help. She said 'no' so I just sat at the table and watched. When she turned around, I could see that she had shaved her pussy. The thin material of her panties might as well not been there. I offered to do the cleaning but she just told me to go sit on the couch. I must have been more tired than I thought because the last thing I remember of that first day was the sight of my mother bending over to load the dishwasher. End of part one. Part two will be coming soon. The Family He Never Knew Ch. 02 This is a work of erotic fiction. Any resemblance to persons, places, or events; past or present is entirely coincidental. * I woke up the next morning to the sound of birdsong and the nagging feeling that I had forgotten something. Then suddenly it hit me. I was at a huge lake cabin with the mother I had only just met the day before. Not only had I just met her but also she had jacked me off twice. Then it dawned on me that not only was I naked but there was someone snuggled up next to me. I turned my head and there was my mother. She was using my shoulder as a pillow and sleeping soundly. She was wearing the same thing I remembered seeing her in last night, just a thin pair of white silk panties and nothing else. One breast pressed tightly against my ribs and the other one lay on my chest displayed to my open eyes. It was a truly beautiful breast. I began stroking it with my index finger. I marveled at how it could feel so soft and yet, firm at the same time. Then I brushed my finger across her nipple and it began to swell in response. It was about a quarter of an inch long when it was fully erect and looked just beautiful to my eyes. I felt my mom take a deep breath. Without opening her eyes she said, "That feels good, don't stop." Then she opened her eyes. I kept stroking her breast and said "Good morning." She smiled and said, "I can think of worse ways to wake up." Then she straddled me and sat on my hips. This had the unfortunate effect of pulling her breast away from my hand. "I said don't stop." She took my hand and placed it back on her breast. I did her one better and placed my other hand on her other breast. She placed her hands on top of mine and sighed. My dick was getting hard. There was no way she couldn't notice it, her shaved pussy lips flared out over it. Only the nearly transparent material of her panties prevented us from being skin to skin. She closed her eyes and began to slide her pussy along the length of my cock. Juices were leaking from her pussy, soaking into the material of her panties. The wetter they got, the more transparent they got. Faster and faster she went. She was using my dick like a vibrator and getting herself off. Quickly she had a shuddering orgasm. Gasping for breath, she clutched my hands into her breasts and shook all over. Fluids literally gushed out of her pussy thoroughly soaking her panties and my dick. When she came back to her senses, she looked at me and gave me a sheepish smile. "Sorry about that." she said "Some mornings I wake up incredibly horny." "No problem." I said. Then I pressed my still hard dick into her still dripping pussy. "Me too." I was hoping for another hand job, but mom had something else in mind. She sat up on her knees, grabbed my dick and held it straight up. Before I knew what was happening she pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and sat down, taking my full length into her pussy with one smooth motion. Then she said to me, "Last night, you fell asleep before I could give you your birthday present." At that point, she pulled my hands away from her breasts, leaned forward and kissed me. This wasn't a mother/son kiss. She kissed me in a way that I had never been kissed before. It was a deep, soul wrenching passionate kiss, the kiss of a lover. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. We stayed like that for a while and then I remembered my dick was buried in her pussy to the hilt. I began making little movements with my hips and she moaned into my mouth. Her hands clutched my shoulders and she began to meet my movements with movements of her own. Slowly we ground our hips together. Neither one of us wanted to hurry. Both of us wanted to prolong it a long as possible. Eventually need overcame want. She broke our kiss, raised up and began to fuck herself onto my dick with a much force as she could. Every time she would slam down, she would give a little yelp. I reached up and grasped her bouncing breasts again. Once again, she placed her hands on top of mine and clutched them tight. I heard her moan "Oooohhhh, fffuuuucccckkkk." Then she had another orgasm. One final time she slammed down. I felt her pussy clamp on my dick and begin to milk it. It kept having spasms until, with a groan; I felt my balls unleash their load. Mom felt it too because she went nuts. She screamed, "YES!" and flung her head and arms back. I could see her stomach muscles tremble as her orgasm ground to a slow halt and then she collapsed onto my chest. We both needed to catch our breath. We just lay there like that, as we, both recovered from our exertions. It was the most incredible sex I had ever had. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. When she had recovered mom kissed me and said, "I didn't expect to enjoy it that much." I laughed and said, "I didn't expect it at all." She laughed too. By this time, my softened dick had been pushed out of her still trembling pussy. I could feel our combined fluids leaking out of her. "As much as I would like to stay here," she said, "we have too much to do today." And then she sighed. "Like what?" I asked. I tried not to sound disappointed. "Well, for starters," she stood up and continued, "we have to buy you some new clothes. Then, I want to introduce you around the town. We're up here a lot." As she walked to the shower, she said over her shoulder "Start some coffee while I grab a quick shower." I lay there for a minute until I heard the water start. With a groan, I got off the couch and made the coffee. I was just going to the shower to join mom, my dick already getting hard, when she walked out. She had a large white towel wrapped around herself and she was drying her hair with another one. She looked at me and smirked. "Later," she said. She grabbed my dick and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Now get a shower and get dressed." Then with another of her giggles, she smacked me on my bare butt to hurry me along. She was already dressed by the time I got out of the shower. She was wearing a black leather mini skirt white stockings, and a red blouse that tied under her breasts like a halter-top. A pair of red pumps finished the outfit. She waited for me to dress and as soon as I was finished, we went out to her car. She kept the top down as we went. The wind blowing against her made her nipples push out the material of her shirt revealing she wasn't wearing a bra. Everyone in the town seemed to know her. I guess she was up here a lot. She told everyone that asked, mostly pretty girls, that my sisters would be up in a few days. She introduced me as her son and all welcomed me. Mom bought me clothes the like of which I would never be able to afford on my own. As we shopped, I noticed all the men and not a few of the women were looking at mom with looks of lust in their eyes. I drew more than few looks myself. One girl in particular drew my eye. She was a cute blond working behind the counter of one of the clothing stores. Mom caught me staring. I was in the changing room trying on some pants when mom came in behind me. A few seconds later, the blond came in too. Without missing a beat mom reached into the fly of my boxers and pulled out my dick. "You were right;" the blond said "he is huge." And then she dropped to her knees and started sucking on me. Mom turned my head and asked, "You didn't think you were only going to get one present form me did you?" and then she kissed me. Mom lifted up the hem of her skirt and guided my hand to her. She wasn't wearing panties. So, there I was kissing my mom and fingering her pussy when the blond suddenly stopped sucking on my dick and said, "I've got to have him in me." Then the girl turned around, lifted up her own skirt and pulled her panties down. She bent over at the waist and braced herself against the wall of the changing room. "Go ahead," mom said as she guided me to the girls waiting pussy. "Just go slow to give her time to adjust to your size." Mom was rubbing the head of my dick up and down the girls slit. I started to push into her. Mom undid her top allowing her breasts to spill free. Then, to my surprise, instead of letting me play with them, mom stepped in front of the blond. Without hesitation, the girl started sucking on mom's tit and fingering her pussy. By this time, I was in the girl to the hilt. I started to pull out and push back in. She let go of mom's breast long enough to say, "Forget about all that and fuck me already!" and then she latched back on. I looked at mom but she was too caught up in what the girl was doing to her. Shrugging my shoulders, I began pulling her onto my dick with increasing force. She let go of mom's tit again and said, "Yes, just like that!" instead of sucking on mom's tit again she bent over further and began sucking on mom's clit. Mom started cumming almost immediately. I wasn't far behind. I pulled out of the girl and blew my load all over the girl's ass and that set her off. Juice literally squirted out of the girl's pussy. I had heard of that but never actually seen it. Once we had all put ourselves back together the girl kissed me and said "thank you". Overall, it was the best shopping trip of my life. Once we were back at the cabin, I just had to ask, "Why are you doing all this?" Mom sighed and said, "Isn't it enough that I love you?" When I didn't answer, she continued. "Partly it's because I owe you an apology. For not being a part of your life. Your neighbors told me all about you but I insisted they didn't tell you anything about me. In addition, if you knew about me I knew how your father would react. It would cause you trouble and bring me to his attention. He didn't just let me go. I escaped." "He had taken you to show you off to his drinking buddies. Leaving me alone with the girls for the first time in months. I was in a daze; I just grabbed the girls, stole his car, the one outside in fact, and left as fast as I could. I was halfway across the country before I woke up and realized I had left you in that hell. Can you ever forgive me?" She had tears in her eyes. I sat there and thought about what she had said. Yes, my life had been hell. However, what had it been like for her with him? I could only imagine. And my sisters, I knew what he thought about women. He would take the fact that his first two children were girls as a personal insult and take it out on mom. Probably when they got older, he would treat them worse than he treated me. Maybe even sexually abuse them. I wouldn't put that past him. "You said 'partly'?" She gave a sheepish grin and said, "You remember when I said I was a physical therapist?" When I nodded, she continued. "Well, part of my practice is sexual therapy. I help people that have been physically, mentally, or sexually abused get on with their lives. That includes their sexual lives as well. Most people assume that I'm some kind of high priced escort, but that's not the case. I seldom have sex with my patients. I just help them remember, or in some cases discover, what it's like to be loved and that can include physical love as well." "I need to think about this." Was all I could say. I stood up and walked toward the door. "Take your time." I heard her say as I walked out the door. I walked to the back deck and leaned against the rail. Her story explained so much. Yet, it didn't explain everything. She was my mother, but did she see me as a patient that needed her help too? It was all so confusing. I heard the heater for the hot tub kick on so I decided to do my thinking there. I stripped down and got in the tub. Then it dawned on me how much I had changed in just a day. Yesterday I wouldn't have dreamed of getting into an outdoor hot tub (as if I ever had the chance) naked. Maybe there was something to this 'sexual therapy' after all. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the swirling hot water. I heard the back door open mom asked, "Can I join you?" When I nodded, I heard her walk to the tub. I open my eyes and watched her take her clothes off. She undid the red blouse and let it slide to the floor. I marveled again, at how little sag there was in her tits. Bronzed from the sun and standing out from her chest like two melons they looked almost perfect to me. Her dark nipples and areola capped them both perfectly. She unzipped the leather min and let it join her blouse on the deck. Her long, slim legs drew my eyes to her bare pussy. For the first time she was standing before me completely nude. There were slight tan lines over her hips and pussy showing that she didn't go nude all the time. I also noticed, for the first time, a small tattoo of a butterfly. It was on her pussy mound just above and a little to the left of her slit. An area that is normally covered by hair. Maybe the tat was the reason she shaved. She seemed suddenly nervous. Maybe she thought what she had told me would turn me against her. She climbed into the tub and sat next to me. She was tense until I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her tight against my side. Then she relaxed and hugged me. "You said that you don't usually have sex with your patients." She nodded so I asked, "Why did you have sex with me?" "That wasn't my plan." She said. She put her hand on my leg and began to rub it. "I thought masturbation would be enough but, I didn't take into account how it would make me feel to be jacking my own son off." She took her hand off my leg and grasped my cock. "It got me incredibly hot." She said. Almost as if there were some silent signal, we turned toward each other and started kissing. I reached up and began to fondle one of her breasts. I cupped it gently in my hand. I let my thumb brush over her nipple as my fingers gently kneaded that soft, yet firm globe. Her fisting of my hardening cock became more insistent, her breathing deeper. We broke our kiss and looked into each other's eyes for a moment. That was when mom let go of my dick, stood up and held her hands out to me. I took her hand and she pulled me to my feet. Walking backwards, she led me into the cabin and to the large bed. With a small kiss, she sat me down and then she kneeled in front of me. She took my, now hard, dick in both her hands and began to jack me as she did yesterday. Slowly, up and down, she massaged my cock. Pre-cum was flowing from the tip providing all the lubrication she needed. After a couple minutes of this, she leaned forward, extended her tongue and began to lick the head of my dick. I nearly blew my nuts then and there but I was able to hold off. Something in me wanted to wrap my fingers in her hair and jam her head onto my dick. However, that is something my old man would do and I was determined that whatever he would do, I would do the opposite. So I just sat there, trying not to pop off, as my mother licked my dick. Mom was licking the entire shaft now. With one hand, she was holding my dick steady as she licked. The other hand was massaging my nuts. I knew she could feel my need to ejaculate building. She quit licking my dick and said, "Cum for me, don't ever hold back." Then she took the head of my dick entirely in her mouth. That was it. My nuts let go and cum was shooting into my mother's mouth. I expected her to pull back but instead she began sucking on my dick and swallowing. I've had a couple of blowjobs before but this was the first time anyone had swallowed my load. I don't know how long it lasted but it was over way too soon. My nuts were empty for the moment. My dick was getting soft. Mom finished every drop and licked my dick clean as I collapsed back on the bed. Mom climbed up on the bed next to me and kissed me. The taste of cum was still on her lips and tongue. While I didn't particularly like the taste, it didn't disgust me as I thought it would. So, I kissed her back and began fondling her tits again. This time I was that one that broke the kiss so I could take one of those nipples in my mouth. I gently sucked on it and brushed her nipple with the tip of my tongue. Mom just sighed and began to run her fingers through my hair. I tried to give both breasts equal attention but found myself focusing on her left breast. Mom let this go on for a couple of minutes but then her hands began to urge my head further down her body. Reluctantly, I let go of her breasts and began to kiss and lick my way over her body, letting her hands guide me where she wanted me. When I paused at her navel, I slid my hands beneath her and began to squeeze and fondle her butt cheeks. I kept my hands there as I continued my oral exploration. Soon, I was kissing and licking her pubic mound. Her legs were held tightly together so all I could do was lick that part of her slit I could reach and her clit that could now be seen. Every time my tongue would touch her clit, mom would give a little squeak. Mom's legs were still held tight together. She was rubbing them together and moving her hips more and more. I stopped for a moment and said to her "Let me do this for you, please?" After I said that, she opened her legs to allow me access. She was wet. Incredibly wet. I tried to lick it up but it was coming out faster than I could clean her up. The deeper I licked the more would come out. She reached down and spread her lips for me. Accepting the invitation, I buried my face in her pussy. I never ate pussy before. I don't know why. Despite my inexperience mom seemed to be enjoying what I was doing. I was going on instinct and the couple of porno movies I had seen. I was licking her slit up and down, sticking my tongue in as far as I could. Every time I would reach the top, I would pause to give her clit a little suck. Mom's hips were moving in little circles almost as if she were tryi8ng to force more of my face into her. This went on for quite a while, until mom clamped her legs on either side of my head and gave one final buck of her hips. If fluid was pouring out of her before, this was a veritable flood. Mom literally screamed her pleasure and I am sure that if her legs weren't squeezing against my ears they would be ringing. After she had calmed down, I crawled back up her body and resumed kissing her. She didn't seem to mind that my face was covered with her pussy juice. Kissing, we held each other tight and rolled all over that huge bed. Sometimes we paused with me on top, sometimes with her. We were at one of pauses with me on top when mom broke the kiss and said, "Take me." I replied, "I'll never 'take' anything." She guided the head of my dick to her waiting pussy "I'll only borrow what you give me." I began to push in. I stopped when I was halfway in and pulled back until just the head of my dick was in her, and then I pushed back in. I took my time. I wanted this to last a long as was physically possible. I supported most of my weight with my arms, my chest was only just pressing down on her breasts. I was using my chest to move them back and forth with each thrust. Mom was whimpering. She was raising her hips with each thrust trying to get more of me in her. As I began to increase the speed of my thrusts, I increased the depth. I was still pulling almost all the way out but soon our pelvises were meeting with increasing force. I didn't know how much longer I could hold out. Mom must have felt my need. "Not yet." She gasped, "I'm almost there. Wait for me." After a couple more thrusts mom wrapped her arms and legs around me and held me tight. I felt her whole body began to shake and tremble as a massive orgasm rocked her. The tremors only increased as my nuts let go and began to blast my seed deep into her womb. We stayed in bed the rest of that day and into the night. Occasionally we would make love but mostly we just held each other. As I drifted off to sleep for the final time, I couldn't help but think that this couldn't continue. My sister Amy would be here tomorrow soon followed by Ashley. What would they think of me if they found out I was fucking our mother? Would they forgive me or demand I leave forever. What...? The Family He Never Knew Ch. 02 * Author's notes: Thanks to all the readers that left comments. I appreciate the positive ones. As for the negative/critical ones, well I didn't expect to please everybody. I hope to continue with this series but that will all depend on the feedback I get.