Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

This episode is a continuation of the incest series...

In FUCKS HER IN WHITE: Curtis and Miranda get married; so do Ellie and Curtis's Mom; they celebrate with an orgy in the chapel and then one more at the wedding reception of Miranda's ex when they take the bride up to the honeymoon suite, along with a beautiful black co-worker.

And now.....

FUCKS HER MOM...

Summary: Nana is seduced and dommed by her daughter and her grandson.

Read and enjoy..

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Apparently and much to my surprise, you can actually have too much sex.

After the crazy weekend in Vegas, especially the weddings on Saturday, where I married the beautiful woman of my dreams and fucked four brides that day and night, I was utterly exhausted and, for the first time in my life, declined the sexual advances of a woman.

Thankfully my wife had my Mother and Ellie to play with, so they had their own morning sex fest before we headed to the airport. Exhausted from the previous sex-filled day and night, I slept the whole way home, not up to adding another notch to my mile-high club.

While waiting for our baggage, Miranda echoed my own pondering by asking, "So now what, hubby?"

I answered, "I was wondering the same thing, wifey."

"Do you want to move in with me?" she asked, looking surprisingly vulnerable and insecure considering her ferocious sexual appetite and the reality that I was now her husband and had insisted on asking her rather than the other way around. "Of course," I nodded, before adding, "but I have to deal with Mom and Dad first. He doesn't even know I was dating you, never mind that we got married."

"He also doesn't know his son is fucking his wife," she pointed out playfully.

"Sometimes I feel so guilty about that," I admitted. I was part of the reason Mom was about to leave him.

Miranda shifted from sexy teasing to sensitive in a heartbeat, just another part of her enigma of perfection. "Curtis, you can't blame yourself for this. There were problems in your parents' relationship way before you got involved in Alexis' sex life."

"I know," I nodded, "but my fucking her triggered the domino effect that led to everything else."

"Your Mom made her own choice to make me her pet months before you got involved," Miranda pointed out, before adding, "plus, even though you thought you were fooling her that first time, she knew she was fucking you that time and every time since. She fucked you because she wanted to fuck you, just like you wanted to fuck her. Likewise she submitted to and married Ellie because she wanted to, and you're not responsible for her choices, regardless of how you and I might have been plotting in the background to make it safe for her."

These were all true statements, yet I couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if I hadn't decided to pretend to be my Dad this past Halloween. I wouldn't be in this amazing relationship with a much older, but beautiful free spirit, nor would I be living every guy's dream... to have his own pet Mommy. "I guess."

"All things happen for a reason," Miranda pointed out, before adding, suddenly all bubbly like a blonde cheerleader, "plus, if you weren't such a sick pervert as to fuck your Mom you never would have met a sick pervert like me to fall in love with."

"True enough," I laughed, leaning forward and kissing my beautiful bride.

"Your suitcase is coming," Mom gave me a wakeup call from a few feet away.

I finished the kiss and went to retrieve our luggage.

We all went our separate ways: Miranda headed home with a promise I would see her tomorrow, while Ellie demanded that Mom come and see her at her house after work.

Mom and I got a taxi together, both of us completely exhausted after a crazy, sex-filled weekend. Both of us were newly married, me legally to the beautiful Miranda, Mom ceremonially to Ellie. In reality a few days in Vegas and everything had changed. We both knew this and it lingered over us like a dark cloud... how would we tell Dad?

Returning home and to Dad, where Mom planned to ask for a divorce, although not tonight while I was home, had me still riddled with guilt. Miranda was right: obviously Mom wasn't happy in her marriage regardless of my role, but I had definitely triggered an acceleration to the change that was about to happen.

I loved my father, although it was hard to tell with the whole sleeping with my Mother thing and getting her reacquainted with her ex-mistress Ellie... but I did.

We walked into the front room and I noticed two used wine glasses on the table as Mom called out, "Ted, we're home."

There was no immediate response as Mom walked down the hallway. I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of milk and then heard her gasp, "Oh my God!"

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I ran to check on her and barged in on my father in my parent's bedroom with his secretary, a young big breasted bimbo whose name I couldn't recall, naked and on all fours.

Dad stammered, as the redhead tried to cover herself up, "Y-y-you're early."

"So it seems," Mom snapped, before stalking out past me with tears in her eyes.

I stared at Dad for another moment before chasing after Mom to see what I could do.

I'm not going to get into the details of the aftermath, but it was obvious that Dad was as unhappy in the marriage as Mom was. Thankfully the split was amicable as both wanted it done quickly so they could each move on with their new lives with new partners.

Dad apologized to me, which added to my guilt, but I tried to ease his guilt by telling him I knew they both weren't happy and staying together for me was silly. It felt strange comforting him since I was the child and had been fucking his wife for weeks, yet it seemed to bridge the emptiness I felt between us.

He moved in with his secretary and suddenly the stars were lining up. Mom and Ellie could deal with their new relationship, Miranda and I could start our marriage and Dad could start his own new life.

I mused that as one marriage ended, two new complex relationships (even more if you added the inner relationships within the kinky group) had blossomed.

A few days later Ellie was over at our house and trying to take control like she usually did. She said, apparently deciding who was moving in with who, "When I move in we will repaint this whole house."

"Okay," Mom nodded, still dealing with the sudden reality that everything was different, and not really herself. Sure she planned to end the marriage, but theory and reality are two different things. She knew it was for the best and yet she was struggling internally with the sudden massive change. Besides me, Dad was her only true every day normal.

"Alexis, this couldn't have worked out better," Ellie tried to comfort her.

I sighed, Ellie not being very sensitive, "Ellie, Mom still hasn't come to terms with all that has happened."

"What's to come to terms with? Everything worked out perfectly," she countered, uncaring about the reality that a long marriage was over, since she was finally getting what she had wanted all these years... my Mom. "Seriously, for a schoolteacher, you really are rather oblivious," I shot back.

"Bite me," she shot back. "Ted doesn't have to find out about your Mother and me, and your Mom doesn't have to face that difficult conversation she was expecting."

"True," I agreed, looking at Mom, who was still bewildered by the whole whirlwind of the past few days.

But before I could continue my thought, she added, "Plus, you should be thankful, too. Your Dad never has to find out that his only son was fucking his wife."

"Nice," I said, shaking my head at her lack of tact.

"Am I wrong?" She challenged.

"No, but it's not that black and white," I pointed out.

"You want nuances? What for? We had a problem and now we don't," she shrugged.

"You can't just forget twenty years," I tried to explain.

"Agreed, but you must live your life going forward," she countered.

"How fortune cookie of you," I quipped, loving to take shots whenever I could.

"Enough!" Mom finally spoke, startling both of us. "Stop talking about me as if I'm not right here."

"Sorry," we both said in unison.

"Ellie, I used to love Ted and Curtis is right, twenty years is a long time," Mom explained. "I'm happy it's over, but I'm also sad."

"I've waited that long to finally be with you again," Ellie pointed out, looking vulnerable herself for the first time.

Mom smiled, "I know, and I'm happy we can finally be together without anything coming between us."

Ellie glared at me. "Except..."

Mom continued her rare defiant attitude. "You knew he was part of the package. You've agreed."

I cupped my dick and quipped, "And a great package it is."