Family Fitness Night Ch. 07

by AsylumSeeker

story tags: basement, gym, music, stairs, greg, linda, ken, janice,
bench, weights

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Linda returns home from work early to seduce her son.

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Linda couldn't sleep and shifted restlessly under the covers next to
her husband. Greg, on the other hand, appeared to be sleeping quite
soundly, which was unusual. Growing frustrated she finally got up and
pulled a knee-length silk robe over her nude body and tied it closed
with a sash before quietly sneaking out.

As she walked down the hallway with no particular destination in mind,
Linda stepped into the bathroom shared by their two adult children and
turned on the light. She stood before the mirror and looked at her
reflection.

Sure the years had taken a toll. She wasn't twenty any more, but Linda
thought her body was still attractive. Ken didn't seem to mind the
difference in their ages. And any lingering doubts about her ability to
turn on a man melted away as she recalled how hard she'd gotten him,
and how very wet he'd gotten her. Just thinking about her son was
arousing.

A chill rippled through her, stiffening both nipples. She could see the
swollen peaks pushing against the front of her thin robe as they
eagerly pulsed with life. She felt warmth deep in her lower belly as
her pussy started tingling with desire. Damn it! Now she'd never be
able to sleep, unless...

The house was so quiet that Linda hadn't felt a need to close the door.
With her mind distracted by a growing sexual need, she leaned forward
until her awakened pussy was pressed up against the sharp corner of the
sink near her clit.

A stifled moan broke the silence as her feet rocked up and down,
shamelessly rubbing her pussy vertically upon the hard surface. It felt
so good that it had her entire form quaking in joyful pleasure.

"Oh yes, that's what I need," she whispered into the night.

With her left hand holding onto a towel rack to maintain her balance,
the right cupped and squeezed on a breast through the closed robe. As
she recalled how hot her son had gotten her by abusing a nipple Linda
gripped the erect nub between two fingers and twisted hard.

She gasped aloud as a jolt of stinging pain briefly stunned her. Linda
rubbed her cunt harder against the edge as her essence began to flow in
earnest. The pressure felt so wonderful on the throbbing clit. Her
fingers twisted again, repeating the surprisingly strong stinging jolt.

"Oh!" she cried out, much louder than intended.

With her eyes alternating between closed and partially open, she only
caught a brief glimpse in the mirror of a shadow moving behind her. She
gasped and jumped, but it was too late. There was nothing she could do
to prevent what was about to occur.

Strong hands roughly grasped Linda's wrists and pulled them behind her.
A man's chest pressed against her back, pinning her between him and the
edge of the sink. The door was quietly kicked closed. Linda flinched
when hearing the metallic click of the latch engaging with a finality
that was horrifying.

Her heart raced and blood chilled, mind confused as she tried to figure
out what was happening. Or was this a nightmare she'd soon awaken from?

Warm lips pressed against her right ear. "I caught you masturbating.
How humiliating; don't you think?"

Her eyes opened and focused on the reflection of her son's face. "You
scared me."

Ken noticed the sash and a thought occurred to him. A devilish grin
appeared on his face that his mother immediately noticed.

"Ken, let go of my arms."

While holding the wrists tightly in his left hand, the right reached
around and untied the sash. When Linda resisted his hips pushed her
hard against the sink and the pressure on her clit instantly increased,
causing her to softly cry out. The next thing she felt was the sash
being tightly tied around her overlapping wrists.

"I'm in no mood for games," Linda told him, speaking sternly. "What
happened in the basement was a simple mistake."

"Good, then you do remember."

She was confused. "Remember what?"

"Agreeing to be my fuck-slut," he patiently reminded her.

She gasped, reddened in embarrassment and whispered, "Shhh! Someone
might hear you. I wasn't being serious!"

"I was, and that's all that matters."

She saw that mocking grin again that made her want to slap him silly.
Her eyes hardened with anger as she fought against the sash, but it
defiantly held. He watched, amused by the fit she was throwing.

"Untie me right this minute!" Linda demanded.

Ken ignored her, instead grasping either side of the front of the robe
in preparation for opening it. She stared at him in the mirror and
slowly shook her head from side to side in defiance.

"Father never figured you out, but I have," Ken gloated. "Before I'm
done you'll be freshly fucked, your juicy cunt dripping with my cum.
And we both know you're going to love it."

Linda was trembling, but not with fear. Knowing she was so helpless
triggered powerful sexual excitement. Everything her son said was true,
regardless of how terrible it sounded to her stunned brain. Without
realizing it her feet were rocking up and down, rubbing her enlarged
clit against the hardness.

Ken could see what she was doing. He pulled the robe open, exposing her
naked front. His gaze settled on her breasts, which were firm but had
lost some of their rigidity over the years. He wondered what she
would've looked like in her prime; beautiful, he was sure, just like
Janice.

"You still have it, Mom," Ken told her in an upbeat, complimentary
voice while lightly circling the dimpled areolas with the tips of both
index fingers. "They're not quite as firm and perky as your daughter's,
but they're quite lovely in their own right."

"How could you do that to your own sister?" she heard herself mumbling.

"Hers was the first cherry I took," he proudly revealed. "She loves my
cock, just like you."

Linda's mind couldn't function clearly. Unable to grasp the enormity of
his words, her eyes closed and attention instead focused on the
tingling heat in her lower belly. She could feel her slit moistening
with her flowing essence. She softly moaned as her son simultaneously
teased the areolas, both nipple shafts straining.

"That feels good, doesn't it?" he asked as she masturbated. "You're so
naughty Mom, and so wet, too. I can hear your pussy squishing as it
slides up and down the edge of the sink. Now both of the women in this
house are my fuck-sluts."

Ken's dominance over his mother was as complete as it was arousing.
Linda's face contorted in expressions of delight as the tingling fire
flared, igniting her passion.

"Leave your sister alone, you have me now," she begged in a steadily
weakening voice, and in the next breath was crying out, "I'm getting
close... Oh yes, baby, I'm so hot..."

He unexpectedly grasped both nipples and squeezed hard. As her body
stiffened from the sudden sharp stinging jolts, he pulled her body away
from the sink.

"You'll cum when I say you can, and not a second before!"

Linda was in misery when the joyous pressure ended; her son had once
again left her hanging so torturously close to climax. "You bastard!"

He turned and leaned her over the edge of the tub belly-down, boobs
hanging down from her chest over the empty basin. Her legs closed,
denying him easy access to her center.

Ken's smile widened as he rolled up the bottom of her robe and weaved
it around a lower arm just above the sash. "So you want it a little
rougher tonight? That's fine by me."

Linda's humiliation had her angrily stammering. "Please tell me you're
not doing this to my sweet daughter."

"Your daughter, my sister... no, not this; when we're together its
tender and loving," he assured her. "But that's not what you want, Mom.
I'm giving you what you always wanted but Dad never did. Spread your
legs, or..."

Linda didn't know why but she continued to defy her son. Although she
could only listen and guess what he was doing, she never imagined what
would happen next. Ken opened the metal top of a petroleum jelly jar
and smeared a generous amount on the handle of Janice's brush handle,
which was half the length and thickness of his cock.

When she felt hardness pressing against her anus, Linda cringed in
shock. "Ken, no!"

He kept pushing until the tip pushed inside. Linda couldn't believe
this was happening to her, but it felt good in a strange way. Her son
twisted the object from left to right, allowing her body time to relax
and adjust to its size, sliding it in millimeter by millimeter. Nobody
had ever done anything like this to her before.

"Ken, please," she quietly groaned, afraid of attracting unwanted
attention and being found in such a degrading position.

But her son only grinned, staring at her asshole while working the
brush handle steadily deeper. He was almost disappointed when she'd
taken all of it. But that wasn't the end of it; oh no. He pulled back
and began fucking her with the dark plastic.

"If you spread your legs I'll finger your clit," he told her.

Linda was hesitant. "You'll only tease me again."

"No, I'll let you cum this time," he decided. "Isn't that what you
want?"

"Yes!" she sharply responded. "You're not lying, are you?"

"There are a lot of things I'll do to you, but lying isn't one of
them."

Linda thought he sounded convincing enough to trust. A few seconds
later her thighs widened as far as her body would allow. She jumped
when feeling a hand pressing against her aroused center, squeezing her
pussy like it was a piece of fruit. Slight tingling sensations rippled
through her belly, and moans once more sounded.

A finger pressed against the lips before sinking between them,
discovering the juicy warmth of her slit. The finger prowled its
length, essence coating the probing digit. Linda groaned louder as it
moved from the bottom up and then lightly pinched her clit. The waves
of tingling delight that followed soon had her on the verge again.

"Oh Ken, that's it baby... God!"

As one hand slid the brush handle in and out of her loosening ass, the
other tweaked her pleasure center. Juice nearly gushed from her cunt,
accumulating at the bottom of her outer lips before dripping on the
tile floor. Her hips were wiggling crazily as she thrust her pussy
backwards against the source of wondrous pressure.

"If I had a free hand I'd twist your nipples," he mentioned.

"I'd love it!" Linda exclaimed while realizing how hard they were.
"Untie my wrists so I can. Oh please, Ken! I'm begging you!"

He considered denying the request just because he could, but seeing his
mother in such a frantic state softened his heart. Ken left the brush
buried in her tight ass and used that hand to loosen the knot. Even
before the sash was undone Linda was desperately sliding her wrists
back and forth, forcing the silk to release its hold.

As soon as Linda's hands were free they cupped her breasts and
squeezed. It felt so wonderful to have them touched. She grasped the
nipples between thumbs and index fingers, pinching them hard. She
gasped as her back arched; head and shoulders rose up. The sweat on her
forehead dripped into her eyes, adding to the stinging discomfort
invading her system.

Seeing that she was closing in on an orgasm, Ken fucked her ass and
fingered her clit harder. Her entire body was wildly shaking; her
stifled moans sounded increasingly desperate.

"Oh yeah, don't stop," Linda pleaded before pinching the nipples again.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh!"

Ken noticed his mother was so aroused that pussy-juice was trickling
down one inner thigh. His father never had discovered Mom's dark desire
of being violated in this manner, but Ken was using this knowledge to
his advantage.

A few seconds later her body clenched hard and climaxed. Again her back
arched, head and shoulders rising up much higher this time; he could
see that both nipple shafts were being compressed as flat as a sheet of
paper. Ken nearly felt a shudder of pain just from seeing her doing
this to herself.

He rubbed the clit even faster. Linda's voice cried out dangerously
loud as her form convulsed in powerful spasms of ecstasy. When the
orgasm seemed to be over, Ken pushed the brush handle all the way back
inside and gave her a few seconds to recover her breath.

Ken was only wearing briefs and he took the opportunity to slide them
down his legs before kicking them off. His cock was semi-rigid as he
took it into his right hand and began stroking while looking down at
his mother as he did.

He laughed to himself when he thought what a picture this would make. A
forty-something mother bent over the edge of a tub with a brush
sticking out of her ass, as her twenty-something son stood over her
beating off. What a touching family moment... how priceless.

Linda lifted her belly off the tub's edge and placed her forearms
against it with her hands holding onto both tits. Once she was
comfortable her gaze looked in his direction, locking in on the sight
of his gorgeous cock. She was so proud of how good a man he turned out
to be. Her mouth salivated as she stared at his straining purple tip.

It wasn't long before he was fully erect. Ken knelt behind her, removed
the brush from her ass, and pushed the outer lips of her pussy apart.
His eyes beheld a truly beautiful sight; a brightly glistening slit
that appeared to be throbbing with anticipation of being fucked. He
pressed the tip at the opening, held onto her hips, and penetrated all
the way inside at once.

"Uhhh!" Linda groaned in pleasure as she felt his hard, throbbing cock
spearing fully into her juicy canal. "Oh Ken... yeah baby... give your
momma what you know she needs!"

He sharply slapped her right ass cheek several times. It caught her
off-guard and she softly yelped. She took the sore, swollen nipples
between her thumbs and fingers, lightly squeezing them as her son
fucked her cunt. Linda's naked body jiggled back and forth with each
powerful thrust. She'd never had it this good before; they both knew
it.

"I love how wet your pussy is, Mom," he whispered as his organ glided
in and out of her snug hole. "I should've started doing this the day I
turned eighteen like I wanted, but I wasn't the man back then that I am
now."

She tightly shut her eyes to keep the sweat from stinging them while
focusing on the growing sensations of delight building in her lower
belly. Her mind still had difficulty comprehending that her son has
been banging his sister. If she hadn't seen it with her own two eyes
there wasn't any way she could have ever believed such a wild
accusation.

Linda couldn't keep the haunting images of his cock tearing through
Janice's hymen at bay. And as hard as it was to accept, she found it
oddly arousing.

Images of her daughter popped into her mind like the photographs of a
slideshow; Janice in the bathroom stepping out of the shower, Ken
coming up behind her and removing the towel, Janice bending over the
sink as Ken pushed his cock into her, both of them fucking as he
squeezed her boobs, and then a close-up of Janice's freshly-fucked
pussy leaking with her brother's load of cum.

She tried to end the show but one more slide appeared, even more
shocking and haunting than the others... Linda was eating Ken's cum
from her daughter's pussy. She cringed in denial of the mental
suggestion, but deep down knew it was what she wanted to do.

He stopped with his manhood filling her and slapped her ass sharply
twice more. "I want to see you squeezing on those nipples; that's why I
untied you to begin with."

When Linda did as she was told she gasped and shuddered in pain. After
witnessing the event Ken resumed his pumping motions, sliding in and
out. His mom felt so wonderful that after a few more minutes he felt
the pleasant tingling pressure in his balls intensifying. Wanting to
try something different he pulled out.

"No, don't stop!" she cried out.

"I'm not," he assured her. "Reach a hand down and rub on your clit."

Although feeling a bit humiliated at being told to masturbate, her
right hand reached down and fingered the tiny nub. Ken watched for a
second, amused by the sight. He reached for the jelly again and dipped
two fingers inside, smearing most of it over his wet cock before lubing
her ass for good measure.

"I've never done this before, Ken!" she frantically complained upon
realizing what he had in mind.

Neither had Ken, but he wasn't going to tell her that. He'd been
curious about trying it, and who better to experience a new thing with
than his mother? It'd be a new thing for them both. He positioned the
purple tip at the tiny puckered hole and gently pushed forward.

"Oh, it hurts..." she groaned as her voice trailed off into heavy
gasps.

It took quite a bit of strength before her ass widened enough for his
cock to enter. He couldn't imagine what it would've been like if he
hadn't loosened her up a bit first with brush handle first. Once he got
beyond that tight ring it became a little bit easier as he carefully
penetrated. Slowly more and more of his length disappeared inside.

Ken patiently worked it until she'd taken all he had to offer. She was
wiggling her hips and breathing heavily as one hand squeezed a nipple
and the other furiously stimulated her pussy. Meanwhile her son's
throbbing hardness began moving in and out of the very tight ass, which
gripped him like nothing else he'd ever felt before.

It didn't take much of that before he was on the verge; his balls were
feeling all warm and tingly. A moment later he felt the seed rising and
he shuddered in delight while pumping his cock into her ass. And then
his whole body stiffened as he ejaculated, squirting stream after
stream of cum until his twitching balls had emptied.

Just as Ken was finishing, even before he pulled out, his mother shook
hard as she climaxed. For Ken it was like riding a mechanical bull as
her body flailed before him. He maintained a firm grip on her hips and
went along for the brief ride as he waited for her to settle back down.
When she relaxed and released a long gasp Ken knew she'd finished and
he slid out.

He sat on the floor with his back against the side of the tub. Linda
got up off the tub and sat beside him, her eyes looking down at his
cock which was streaked with milky cum. She could feel more of it
dripping out of her ass.

"How was it?" he asked.

Linda smiled; her pretty face was all red and sweaty. "Your father
asked me to try that once, but I wouldn't. The idea was too
embarrassing for me to even consider. I'm sorry now that I didn't let
him."

Ken nodded, indicating his understanding of her motives. But that was
then and this was now. "It's not too late."

"It's not too late for a lot of things," she agreed as the image of her
eating Ken's cum from his sister's pussy returned once more. "Our
family life can be so very, very different from what it was."

He leaned toward his mother and kissed her lips passionately. "The
change has already started."

"We better get to bed, you have an early class and I have to go to
work," she reminded him, resuming her motherly ways as she stood up and
closed the robe. "Goodnight, Ken."

"Goodnight, Mom."

She disappeared from view. As she headed for the master bedroom she
overheard Janice's voice softly crying out, "Oh my God!"

Linda's advance temporarily stopped as she waited for anything that
might follow, but nothing did. She decided her daughter was either
talking in her sleep, or... Her lips widened in an understanding smile
that kept her company until she fell soundly asleep.

Story Tags: basement; gym; music; stairs; greg; linda; ken; janice;
bench; weights

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