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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Huge Two (mother/son...father/daughter) By Heatheranne (hthranne@aol.com) Heather and her son Chris find some unexpected partners in their love-play. Heather made her way home through the afternoon rush hour traffic. As usual, her thoughts turned to her son, Chris, and their plans for the evening. As a single mother she'd had these thoughts countless times on a countless number of drives home through the years. Did Chris have ball practice, and was it her turn to drive? What would they have for dinner? Had he finished his homework, and did he have clean clothes for school tomorrow? Of course, Chris was in high school now and many of those concerns had changed. Until a few months ago though, she had never in her wildest dreams, thought that she would be concerned with scheduling sex with her son into her plans. Heather shook her head with a smile and corrected herself. It wasn't whether or not they would have sex, but when and how many times. Chris was not only handsome with a terrific body; he was also hung like no other man Heather had ever seen. In addition, he was darn near insatiable. There had been many times when Chris had absolutely worn out his older girlfriend, Cindy, and then after dinner and a shower he'd hopped into Heather's bed. She felt a deliciously naughty thrill charge through her pussy. She knew that part of her arousal was due to doing something so forbidden. But the other part was that son or not, Chris could fill her pussy and make her cum and cum. She took a long shuddering breath. She couldn't afford to get so turned on right now; she had things to do before she could play. The traffic thinned as she neared home and shortly she pulled into her garage. "Chris?" she called out as she entered the house. "In the den," his deep voice answered. Heather dropped her purse and keys on the kitchen counter and walked down a short hallway into the den. Chris was seated in a large stuffed leather business chair at the family computer with his back turned to the door. As Heather walked into the room Chris swiveled the chair about. He was wearing nothing but a pair of bikini briefs, and his erect cock stuck out of his underwear with its head resting on his washboard abs. "Hi Mom," he said as he stroked his cock, and grinned like a little boy who had been caught doing something naughty but cute. Heather laughed and shook her head, "What's the matter? Linda still hasn't given in to your charms?" Linda was Chris' partner in a project for their history class. So far they'd done all of the project's work at her home and Linda had made it clear that the project was the only thing that they were going to work on. In fact, Chris had spent an hour with Linda after school that day. Chris gave his cock a squeeze and a drop of clear precum flowed out of the slit in his cock head. "She's so hot I stay hard the whole time I'm over there. And no...we haven't even kissed." He held out his hand, inviting his mother to come closer. "Oh no you don't. I'm going to eat a quick dinner and then go over to the school." Heather was going to attend a meet and greet for parents and teachers, and she knew that if Chris got his hands on her body she'd never get there on time. "Oh Mother," Chris complained. "My grades are OK." "Yes, and I intend to keep them that way. If you're so horny, why don't you call Cindy; she can come over while I'm at your school." Cindy was his steady girlfriend and Heather didn't mind sharing Chris with her. Heather knew that she couldn't satisfy her son's sexual appetite by herself. Chris dropped his arm to his side and spun his chair back to the computer. "No, she's all pissed with me because I have to spend time with Linda." Heather stepped up behind her son and rubbed the top of his head through his thick blonde hair. "Oh dear, my poor little boy can't get enough pussy," she said in mock sympathy. Chris threw up his hand and said, "That's OK, I'll just find some nasty porn on the Internet and whack off." He turned his hand to the keyboard and signed on with their service provider. He used the screen name 'Superstud'. "OK honey," said Heather matter-of-factly and left the room. As she walked to her bedroom Heather thought, how can I tell my son not to sate his lust with porn on the net when we're having sex nearly every day? Of course, she continued to herself, if we committed even more incest then maybe he wouldn't need to look at the porn. Now how ironic was that? "Hey Mom," Chris shouted from the den. "Sure you don't want to do the deed? Dad'n Daughter are on line. Heather felt a fresh surge of hot blood that flooded into her pussy and weakened her resolve. Last week, during the few minutes it took him to recharge between orgasms, Chris had logged onto the net and entered into a chat room called Dad-does-Daughter. Before Heather could stop him, Chris had struck up a conversation with someone who was using the screen name Dad'n Daughter. Heather had settled onto Chris' lap and stroked him back to hardness while Dad typed up a storm about how his daughter was sucking him off. Heather had said, "Oh Chris, that's just some horny old man playing with himself. I doubt that he even has a daughter." Chris had promptly typed in what Heather had said. Dad had retorted that he and his daughter were for real and he could prove it. Did they have a microphone connected to their computer? When Chris answered in the affirmative, Dad directed him to a site where they could connect by audio. In a few minutes the voices of Dad 'n Daughter were coming through the computer speakers in Heather's den. Heather came back to the present. "Are they doing it?" she called out to Chris. "Hot and fucking," he called back in a teasing voice. Heather rolled her eyes; she didn't have time for this. Chris continued to stroke his cock as he listened to Dad 'n Daughter's love play. His cock had been rock hard for a solid hour now. He was so horny he was nearly drunk with desire. The front of his shorts was soaked with precum. "He's running his tongue around and around my nipple," said Daughter. "And now...ohhh...he's scraping my nipple between his tongue and his teeth....mmm...that's sending little sparks through my pussy," she moaned. Chris' hand trembled a bit as he moved the computer's microphone closer. "I'm going to have to whack off now; I can't take it any more." "Yeah I know what you mean," said Dad. "I'm about going to sink my pecker in Daughter's tight pussy." Chris heard bumping and shuffling sounds as the couple rearranged themselves, and then Dad's voice came back, "Where's Mom? I thought you said she was home." "She has to go somewhere; I don't think she's going to...whoa, hold on," said Chris as his mother made an appearance at the door. She had stopped in the doorway, one hand above her head, elbow resting on the doorframe, and her other hand was on her hip. She was wearing nothing but a smile and black lacy demi-bra that made her generous breasts stand out spectacularly. Heather walked over to her son and made a palm up rising gesture with her hand. Chris jumped out of the office chair and in one smooth motion he swept off his shorts, freeing his huge cock to sway about seductively in the air. Heather took her son's place in the leather chair. It was warm and slick from his perspiration, but she didn't mind. She loved his scent. It was a heady mixture of sweat and tangy shower soap and the sweet, musky aroma of the precum that was dripping from his cock. Heather scooted her butt to the edge of the seat and Chris took the hint immediately by dropping to his knees and firmly planting his lips on is mother's pussy lips. Heather picked up the microphone and held it close to her lips. "Hi there," she spoke in a low sultry voice. Chris had teased her about that. The low, soft and sexy voice that she used was nothing like her normal speaking voice. "Hi," said Dad, "glad you could join us." His voice sounded too youthful to be an adult, and for a while Heather had wondered if Dad 'n Daughter weren't a Brother 'n Sister in reality. Eventually though, she had decided that Dad's mode of speech and syntax made him at least as old as she was. "Yeah, I'm a little behind everybody, I guess," said Heather as she pulled Chris' head firmly against her pussy. "Mmmmm...let me help," said Dad. "I've got my dick buried in Daughter's tight, hot cunt. You love it too don't you honey?" "Yes, yes," came the girl's voice over the speakers. "He's fucking me slow and steady now." Heather rolled her hips, hunching her pussy into her son's face. His tongue tickled her pussy lips while his upper lip massaged her swollen clit. She could feel her sexual tension building and building as she listened to Daughter moan and groan. "Oh fuck," cried Daughter. Faster Daddy, faster, I want to cum. Please..." "Now honey, we want to be polite and wait on Mom," Dad said in a teasing tone. But Daughter didn't wait; she made it perfectly clear that an orgasm was coming. "Uh huh, uh huh, yeah...yeah...uh huh," she chanted and then a high- pitched squeal signaled the peak of her climax. "Oh yeah, do her again Dad," said Heather. "She'll cum as long as I can keep it up," said Dad breathlessly. Suddenly, Heather knew it was time. Her pussy had become wet and slick enough for her son's huge penis. "OK Chris," she said breathlessly. "Let's do it." Chris jumped up and stepped back. He put his hands on his hips and as Heather watched his cock twitched and a glob of precum washed over the oversized head. Heather smiled at her son as she stood and braced herself on the edge of the desk. "He's going to fuck me from behind now," said Heather. "Tell me about it," said Dad. "He's got the head against my pussy lips. Now he's pushing it in. God, that head feels like a big, slick, wet ball being pushed in." "Fuck yeah," moaned Dad. Heather continued, "Now his shaft is going in...and in...and in...and in...and now the base is stretching my pussy even wider...and...and now he's all the way in. He's kissing my neck and cupping my breasts. "Oh shit, yeah," said Dad, and beyond him Daughter was doing her little orgasm chant, she was cumming again. Chris straightened and grabbed his mother's lush hips. He began to move his hips slowly at first and then faster and faster, banging hard into his mom's ass. Heather loved it when Chris fucked her like this. As his groin slammed into her ass, a shock wave traveled through her body to tickle her clit, and of course his wide cock stretched her pussy so that every nerve ending was stimulated. She even imagined that her g- spot was getting a workout. Or maybe it was just the whole depraved moment of a mother and son having cyber sex with strangers, but Heather found herself cumming almost immediately. "Uhhhhhhh," she groaned out. I'm cumming, Dad....I'm cumming." "Oh yeah baby," cried Dad. "Cut it loose...cut it loose." A few seconds later Chris and Heather heard a big gasp and then a long groan that signaled Dad's orgasm, followed closely by yet another cum by Daughter. Then it was Chris' turn. Heather could feel his cock swell and then throb in her pussy as it jerked and jetted streams of cum that set her off again. Her pussy clenched and urged her son to an even better orgasm. By the time Heather came back to her senses, the Internet connection had been broken and Chris was making lethargic strokes with his cock. Heather knew that if she didn't do something in a minute he'd be hard as a rock and banging her again. "Chris?" "Yes?" he answered innocently. "I'm still going to your school." "Oh...yeah." Heather's dinner turned out to be a granola bar that she gulped down on the way to Chris' school, and she was one of the last parents through the door. A student volunteer gave her a map of the school and a list of the rooms where she could find Chris's teachers. In a few minutes Heather was entering the room to Ms Johnson's history class. Ms Johnson was busy with some other parents, so Heather took the opportunity to look around. Apparently the kids were studying World War Two, there were several projects showing maps and campaigns and models of various weapons. There was even a mobile of various planes used during the conflict. "Pretty impressive, isn't it?" said a voice behind Heather. She turned to see a man in his forties. He had thinning sandy hair and he was only an inch or two taller than Heather, but he had a nice smile and appeared to be in good shape. "Yes, I'm glad I don't have to do anything like this." The man chuckled and said, "I know what you mean. Is one of these your child's?" "Oh no, Chris hasn't finished his yet." "Chris?" the man asked with raised eyebrows. "Chris is your son?" "Yes." The man stuck out his hand. "Linda, his partner, is my daughter. My name's David." Heather took his hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Heather. I'm sorry they've done all the work at your house. We have plenty of room." David shook his head. "It's no problem. They're using my computer. I do design work so the monitor's real big and I have all sorts of software they can use." "That's nice of you." "I do have one problem with Chris," said David. Oh no, thought Heather. What's he done? "He tends to eat all the snack food in the house," David laughed. "Sorry about that," said Heather. "He has large appetites." For more than food, she added to herself. David looked thoughtful for a second and then said, "I have an idea. How about..." ** When Heather returned home that night, Chris was in her bed watching television. He began to stroke his cock to full hardness as he watched his mother undress. "I met Linda's father tonight," said Heather. "Good ol' David?" said Chris. "He's a pretty good guy." Heather, now naked, crawled into bed beside Chris. "He's invited us to dinner on Saturday night." "Oh Mom," Chris squirmed. "I don't want to do that, it's...it's so geeky." "Why not? You and Linda can work on your project after we eat. It'll be nice." Chris rolled on his side as he rubbed precum over the head of his cock, making it slick for his mother's pussy. He was about to move between her thighs when Heather crossed her legs at the ankles and locked her arms firmly across her breasts. Heather looked at her son expectantly. "We are going to eat with David and Linda, aren't we?" Chris saw his mother's posture and sighed. "I suppose so," he said. "That's nice honey," said Heather as she opened her legs and wrapped her arms around Chris' neck. Chris rolled his eyes, "I can't believe it," he said. " I'm being pussy whipped by my mother." ** On Saturday night, Dave met Chris and Heather at the door. "Come on in," he said, ushering them inside. They stepped into living room that was obviously the center of the home. There was a small fireplace with gas logs in one corner; one entire wall was covered by a bookcase and entertainment center, and in another corner was a huge desk containing a computer and all the odds and ends of a home office. Besides an office chair for the desk, there were a couple of overstuffed chairs and a comfortable looking couch that made up the room's furniture. A young woman entered the room from an interior door. Dave said, "Heather, this is my daughter Linda." "So nice to meet you, finally," said Heather taking the girls hand. She could see why Chris got aroused every time he was around this girl; she was lovely. She was tall and slim with sun streaked brown hair and large brown eyes. Her breasts weren't as big as Heather's but she was wearing a pair of tight shorts that showed off a pair of fantastic legs. Dave got everyone drinks, beer for the adults and sodas for the teens. Linda brought in chips and dip. They all sat around and talked until Linda said, "Dad, if you don't get busy with those steaks we're never going to eat." "Have you got everything else ready?" he asked. "It'll be ready by the time you get the steaks done." "Oh yeah? Sounds like a challenge to me," said Dave, grinning as he arose and headed for the kitchen. Linda hurried right behind him. "Chris, show your mother our project," she said over her shoulder as she left the room. Chris laughed as the father and daughter left the room. "They're like that all the time," he said to Heather. He went over to the computer and turned it on. "This is the first time I've ever seen this thing not running." In a minute the operating system finished loading and Chris was looking over the program icons. "Hey look," he said to his mother. "They've got the same Internet provider that we have." Chris started the Internet program. "I wonder what screen names they use?" "Chris, that's none of our business," said Heather, but Chris had already clicked on the button that would show the multiple choice of screen names. "Holy shit!" cried Chris in a strangled whisper. "Chris, your language," admonished his mother. "No, no look at this," said Chris, motioning his mother over with excited gestures. Heather didn't move, but her curiosity got the better of her. "What is it?" "They," he said in a stage whisper, frantically pointing in the direction of the kitchen, "are Dad 'n Daughter," he finished, tapping the monitor screen. "Noooo..."said Heather. You didn't meet people like Dad 'n Daughter. They were just playmates, out there...somewhere. "It's just a coincidence. They just happen to be using the same name." "Nobody can have the same name on our server, Mom. It would screw up the e-mail." "Well then, it's...it's spelled differently." Chris gave her a sexy grin, "No, I'm sure. They're them." Heather's mind seemed to go blank. She took long gulps of her beer as she watched Chris get rid of the Internet program and bring up the much-worked on project. He gave a thorough explanation of the various graphs and pictures that showed on the screen, but Heather couldn't follow any of it. Her mind was filled with images of Dave and Linda screwing their brains out right where Chris was sitting. Before she knew it, Linda was calling them into the dining room. Three glasses of wine helped Heather loosen up during dinner. David was charming, and Linda could certainly hold up her end of the conversation. Chris didn't say much, but he kept giving his mother little winks and grins which she tried to ignore. When dinner was over everyone returned to the living room. Linda and Dave sat on the sofa close to one another. In fact, they were touching at shoulder, hip and thigh. Chris plopped into one of the overstuffed chairs and then patted the tops of his thighs as he grinned and looked up expectantly at his mother. Heather had had just enough wine and beer to accept his invitation. She snuggled into Chris' lap and placed an arm around his neck as he possessively wrapped his arms about her waist. She smiled at Linda and Dave and said, "I'm stuffed, you two make a good team in the kitchen." "Thanks," said Dave. "I taught her everything I know about cooking." Linda snorted and said, "Yeah, that took about five minutes." Dave playfully poked his daughter in the ribs and when she tried to retaliate he grabbed her hand. They tussled until Dave had a hold of both her hands, then as they were looking into each other's eyes Dave began to share kisses with his daughter. Their first kiss was a father-daughter peck on the lips, but the ones that followed certainly weren't. Heather could see tongues thrashing around and their kiss seemed to go on forever. She swore she could feel Chris' cock begin to pulse and distend under her butt. His hand moved from her waist to cup her breast, and then he began to nuzzle her neck. When Dave finally broke off the kiss with his daughter Heather surprised herself by blurting out, "Then you two really are Dad 'n Daughter." Dave nodded, "And Chris is Superstud." Heather shook her head in confusion. "But how did you know?" Dave shrugged, "Well, Chris has been around here quite a bit, and Superstud sort of sounded like him, although when he's on the computer he tends to lower that sexy voice, like his mom." As he spoke Dave deepened his voice until it was just a barely audible rumble. Heather and Chris laughed. "Besides," he continued, "your description of his cock pretty well matched the swelling I saw in his pants whenever he was around Linda. Either that, or he was carrying around a fire hose in his pocket." Heather said, "But you two don't sound anything like you do on the computer." Dave shrugged, "I do electronic design. I thought it might be a good idea to tie in a circuit that would disguise our voices." Everyone was silent for several long seconds as Chris continued to fondle his mother's breasts and kiss her neck. Linda, on the other hand, had suddenly turned shy. She looked as if she was trying to crawl behind her father's shoulder. "Well," said Dave, clearing his throat loudly and nodding at Chris. "I see at least one of us isn't embarrassed by all these revelations." Heather could feel Chris' hands grow bolder. In a few seconds she knew that he would be sliding his fingers up the legs of her shorts and into her pussy. She turned her head and whispered in his ear, "You're ready to cum aren't you?" "Uh huh," he murmured. "And you'd like for me to jack you off, or suck you off, or surround that cock of yours with hot, wet pussy?" "Ohhhh yeah, Mom," he moaned, squirming his crotch against her butt. "And you don't want to wait until we get home, do you?" "Huh uh." "Then why don't you get up and do a little strip for Linda and Dave, just to really get them into it." Chris scooted forward in the chair and then stood up with his mother in his arms as easily as if she were a child. Heather squealed as Chris spun around once and then set her lightly on her feet. She stepped back; Chris had done a strip routine for her more than once. Chris bent from the waist and placed his hands together on the floor. Then he swung his legs forward until his weight rested on his hands while he hovered inches above the floor in a sitting position. He eased himself to the floor and then kicked off his shoes and socks. Reversing his movements, Chris was quickly back on his feet, gyrating his body to an inner beat. He slowly pulled his shirt from his shorts and began to raise it over his head. Heather never tired of looking at her son's body. He had broad shoulders and bulging pec's that lead to washboard ab's and a narrow waist. As he threw his shirt aside, Heather could see that Linda had her eyes locked on Chris. Chris ground his hips seductively as he strutted over to the couch. When he was within inches of Linda's legs, he hooked his thumbs into his shorts and then, in one smooth move, he was naked. Linda's eyes followed his huge cock as it twitched and bobbed inches from her face. She was raising her hand as if to touch it when her father grabbed her arm. Dave pulled her off the couch and loudly cleared his throat. "Why don't we take this into the bedroom," he announced. A minute later they were all on the king-sized bed in Dave's room. Everyone was naked except that Dave was still wearing his shorts. His mouth was locked on his daughter's shaved pussy. Heather had crawled on top of Chris with her knees on either side of his waist. His mouth played with her nipples while his cock pumped her steadily. Heather looked over to Linda. The girl had one hand on her father's head as she hunched her pussy against his lips. She sucked on a finger as she watched Chris' cock drive in and out of Heather's pussy. Linda was mesmerized. Her father had told her that his cock was average size, but Linda could see that the amount of Chris's flesh that never even made it into Heather's pussy was longer and thicker than her father's entire penis. She dreamed about all that cock- meat filling her pussy and she came with a squeal. Heather saw Linda cum and when the girl's eyes focused again Heather gestured toward Chris' cock and then raised her eyebrows in question. Linda emphatically nodded yes, but then she pointed to her father as if to say, 'What about him?' Heather winked and pulled herself off Chris and jumped off the bed. "Mom!" Chris whined. He had been about two seconds from shooting his stuff. He grabbed his cock and began to pump it furiously. In just a few strokes a dozen full streams of cum erupted from the swollen head and fell back onto Chris' hand and torso. Heather walked around the bed and gently pulled Dave away from his daughter. Dave stood up reluctantly and then watched as Chris scooted across the bed and took Linda in his arms. In a second the two kids were shearing a furious kiss as their hands explored one another's bodies. "But, but..." protested Dave as he watched his daughter in Chris' clutches. "They'll be all right," said Heather as she led him back to the other side of the big bed. "You know, you look very overdressed in those shorts." Dave looked sheepish as he slowly pulled off his underwear. "Your son is pretty intimidating." Heather looked down. Dave's cock was full but certainly not ridged as it was drooping to one side. She pushed him onto the bed and then crawled in over him. "You have nothing to be ashamed of," Heather said just before she licked the precum from the head of his cock and then took the whole length of him into her mouth. Heather drew her lips around Dave's cock and sucked him to full hardness. She couldn't do this with Chris; she had to strain to get just the head of his huge erection in her mouth. When he was stiff, Heather took her mouth off Dave and then she stroked him with her hand as she moved up his body. Just as she had with Chris, she fitted Dave's cock in her pussy and the laid her breasts on his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. This felt nice. Chris was all hard muscle and bony angles, whereas Dave, although he was trim, had a comfortable softness about him. The two adults turned their heads in time to see Chris grab his cock and rub lubricating precum all over Linda's pussy lips. Then he pushed those lips aside and carefully eased his cock into Linda's pussy. Linda gasped but it was in surprise and pleasure, not pain. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around Chris' waist. In seconds the two teens were humping hard enough to make the whole bed shake. "Oh yes, yes, uh huh, yeah, uh huh..." Linda chanted, and then she came. And then she came again and again. Heather sat up, her heart was pounding and her face and tits were burning. The kids were mindlessly driving each other to higher and higher passion. Heather had never seen anything so hot, and she couldn't remember ever being this turned on. She planted her hands on Dave's hairy chest and began to furiously bang her pussy up and down on his cock. Dave rubbed and played with her nipples and she came twice before he shuddered and groaned out his own cum. A second later Chris' buttocks clenched and he shot his second big load of the evening into Linda. Heather could see streams of his cum wash back over his cock and drip onto the bed. Heather rolled off Dave and lay next to him. "You throw a nice dinner party," she murmured in his ear. Dave moved to kiss Heather on the lips and then he began to leave little kisses across her breasts and then down toward her pussy. "It isn't over with yet," he said with a grin. Heather looked over at Chris. He was on his back and Linda was using both hands to bring his only slightly wilted cock back to a full erection. End * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 6