My Anonymous Threesome with Mom

by greytonesandredlights

story tags: son, mother, big_cock, non_consent, mature, milf, blonde,
cum, double_penetration, group

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Sexy swinging mother has anonymous sex with her son.

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No minors are involved in sexual activities in this story, any names or
locations are purely coincidental.

Rain pattered off the shingles on the roof, outside the BBQ sent up a
whiff of smoke filling the garage with the smell of smoke and spiced
meats. Both my step father and I took a sip of our beers.

My mother married Richard ten years prior. He had two older daughters.
Both were finishing college while I was finishing off my first year.
One could consider him an attractive man, barrel chest, brown hair and
medium height.

Thanks to him I learnt alot about weight lifting, women and sports. He
loved sports and was always willing to train me. He was a mentor more
than a father and he made sure not to blur the lines which also went
for his daughters.

"Do you want another?" Richard said.

"No, I think three is enough for tonight. I'm getting a little fuzzy,"
I laughed.

Mom burst through the door with her hand over her head. She wore a
white sundress, her blonde hair was soaked and clung to her neck and
shoulders. The wet dress clung to her body and revealed a toned figure.

She had the perfect hourglass figure, narrow waist, wide hips and firm
perky breasts. A thin light strap stuck out around her waist and hips.
It had a darker pale color than the white frilly dress. Matching
colored straps around her rib cage and shoulders dug into the flesh.

"Oh my god, I was half way back when that cloud just opened up." she
said.

Beads of water ran down her neck, face and cleavage. She had a
beautiful, slender face, large eyes and sharp pointed nose. One could
say she was dainty but she had a firm body with wide shoulders and
defined arms that showed otherwise.

Lines of toned muscles in her calves and thighs showed through her
smooth soft skin as she walked across the floor and handed Richard the
bag of condiments.

As she walked the wet sun dress clung to her waist revealing the round
tops of her glutes, the creased Y of her thong vanished between her
ass. The sight of her made my cock snake its way down my leg. I had no
control over it as it built up momentum when the head pulled back. I
knew she was my mother but for some reason the sight of her athletic
body made my cock respond to her.

But was it her body, our open upbringing or the fact that I couldn't
see her body and my mind was racing to fill in the blanks?

While vacationing a few years back for my oldest sister's graduation we
went to Europe. There I saw my step sisters, step father and mother all
naked. Comfort about sex talk and nakedness opened up after that as it
broke the ice so to speak. But that was the last I would see of her,
she returned to sun dresses and tight fitting jeans. So her body was
shown but never revealed again.

I remember Kristine and Jewel seeing me naked, they giggled and
whispered to themselves. Mom set them straight and so did Richard, but
that summer I stopped playing so many games and took up weight lifting.
A year later the school coach noticed and asked if I wanted to join the
track and field team, so I did.

Mom and Richard were both a bit of adrenaline junkies so our vacations
were always exciting, unique and sometimes unpleasant. Now that I was
in college and out of town I missed those days.

Richard looked me in the eyes, I stopped reminiscing and pried my gaze
away from her ass. My heart raced as fast as my mind and I gave mom a
smile as she turned around to look back at us.

"I'm going to go dry off and get the salad made, did Kristine and Jewel
text you yet?" mom said.

Richard nodded his head, "yes they're stuck in the city and wont make
it tonight they'll come up tomorrow. I guess some bridges were washed
out last week so they'll go the long way."

She gave me a smile and looked at Richard, "Oh, I guess it's just us
then, I'll just clean up and get the salads going." she said and closed
the door.

He checked the temperature on the grill and took another sip of his
drink. "I guess your mother got caught on her way home."

"Yeah." I said.

"Being wet really shows off her new body doesn't it?" he said.

My stomach turned and my heart sank, did he notice me checking her out?

He laughed it off, "Hey I get it, she's a beautiful woman, it's just an
example of how she can turn anyone's head, hell recently I saw another
woman in the grocery store check her out."

It wasn't uncommon to talk about girls and sex with Richard, over the
years he was very open to it, even commenting on his own daughter's
appearances.

Once he caught me jerking off and acted like it was nothing, told me it
was natural but it was best if I waited for the girls to be out of the
house, and "For the love of god don't use your sock your mother does
your laundry."

I cleared my throat and shifted my weight, girls was one thing but mom
was another. The thought of her ass in her sundress popped in and
thinking of the image made me cock start to move again.

"The Smiths came for a visit a few months ago, Joan and your mother
started talking about fitness. She mentioned her and Andy took up
swinging and they started working out more frequently. Since then your
mother has brought it up a few times about us swinging," he said.

With my stomach already turning there was nothing left but to have the
air sucked out of my lungs. I stared at him in silence with my beer in
my hand and he stared back. In the past he always gave me women advice
but this felt different.

The silence was deafening and I stupidly opened my mouth, "what did she
say?"

He cleared his throat and took a sip of his beer, "she hummed and hawed
at first but one day she brought up a name and we set up a date. Ever
since you moved out, she's been much more daring to say the least.
She's adventurous... toys, a swing, some bondage items, we even
recorded ourselves. That was when she started really working out."

I looked down from his face to his shoulders. A small part of me wanted
to know more and cleared my throat, "you set up a date?" I said.

"One of her nursing friends," he checked the window and lowered his
voice. "We had her over a few times but I can tell your mother is
wanting more."

My heart throbbed in my ears and what little air returned to my lungs
had been sucked out once more. The thought of mom grinding on one of
her nursing coworkers' legs made my cock warm. Her round firm ass
wrapped in a black little thong. Part of me couldnt believe she would
suck and fuck another woman.

"Sarah, you remember Sarah dont you?" he smirked to himself and nodded
with his eyebrows.

Of course I remember her, thirty five, long legs, long hair, beautiful
face and giant smile plus recently divorced. She might have had smaller
than average breasts but her ass and thighs, oh my god. The mere
thought of her when watching porn could override what I was watching at
times.

Jealousy bubbled up inside of me, he got to fuck her and he's sleeping
with someone like mom, possibly even Joan. Meanwhile the past two years
I've been just trying to keep my foot in the door of dating.

Bragging bastard I thought. "Lucky," I said and took a sip of my beer.

"Yeah," he chuckled, "um only she has been hinting at having her turn.
I don't want to be selfish and I agreed to this so I need to find a guy
now."

Veins in my forehead throbbed and my stomach turned. The second or two
of silence droned on and I found myself holding my breath. I wanted to
tell him to get to the point and why was he telling me this shit.

"Feels strange sharing your mother, but recently when we have sex, she
keeps talking about another guy. For whatever reason I thought of you,"
he said.

This had to be some sick elaborate hoax. A trick to fuck with me, but
why? what was he getting at, what if I said yes? What if I said no?"

"No, wait, what?" The words that came out as unorganized as my
thoughts. "I... um, what exactly are you asking, I mean why are you
asking this?"

"You could be our third, you're clean, no threat of falling in love and
I can't think of anyone else to top it. Like a once in a lifetime
opportunity, for all of us," he said.

He checked the window and added. "And why not? it's just sex, she's
beautiful, sexy and wanting to try another guy. She has a list and you
check off all of her wants. You're also not some random guy off the
street or from an online forum so she'll be safe."

My heart beat in my chest and I found myself holding my breath. I
wanted to be offended, but I wasn't. It was as if my upbringing told me
to be offended yet my desires wouldn't allow it. On top of it, going
through college without a girlfriend was a bit like going to the food
market on an empty stomach.

"I've seen you watch her. That time we went to Europe, you checked my
daughters out, but it wasn't until your mother slid her black lace
thongs over her hips that you had to sit down." he said and checked the
window. "Join us, she wouldn't know, it would be our secret."

The grill sizzled and the rain outside continued to patter on the
shingles above us.

"If you need time to think about it then take your time, but soon she's
going to want someone. I'm pretty sure she's hinting at Mike, our new
guy at work. She's come around and flirted with him a few times."

Fear and anger flared inside of me, Mike Bauer, Fuck me! Better not be
him. Pompous high school sports star. Played baseball and basketball in
our senior years. He was a year older than me and graduated with Jewel.
It wasn't as if he bullied anyone or me, he just had a way of looking
through you as if you didnt exist. Yet all the girls seemed obsessed
with him.

"Hey, you dont need to answer right away, just think about it. I can
send you a link to a site I found. It's an offshoot of a swingers site,
they talk about sex, incest and how sex can be like a game if you let
it." Richard pulled out his phone and scrolled through it. A few
seconds later my phone vibrated in my pocket.

"Keep your mind open when reading it, I just figured you would want the
chance to try after watching us have sex at that beach resort a few
years ago." Richard said.

My neck, cheeks and top of my head turned hot and my head felt light. I
thought I was well hidden as I watched mom gyrate on top of him, her
naked long body twisting and flexing above him. The sides of her lats
and back muscles flexing with her effort. How the hell did he know?

"Hey I was young once too and horny as fuck, but its different times
now so its all cool. Let me know either way." He said he took the last
of his beer and set the can on the workbench. "All of it, it's our
secret."

I didn't dare take out my phone but I wanted to, if it was still a test
I didn't want to seem too eager to jump at the chance. Not only that
but the thought of Mike fucking my mother burned inside of me.

The rest of the evening was quiet. Richard finished cooking and mom
made the sides. Before we sat down I excused myself early to use the
bathroom where I checked the link out. It was a forum, its banner had a
picture of a red book and a small golden dove on it.

It was a strange site, the community was mostly made up of mothers and
sons with a few other family members thrown in. Some spoke of advice,
others sought meetups. Then there were the obvious trolls.

But what I noticed was civility combined with an almost eliteness
specifically from a few user names. They seemed like a ring of mothers
and contrary to saying "Yes do it!" Their advice was the opposite.

Many who admitted they had relationships with their sons advised not to
unless certain rules could be followed.

The first and most important one was "Sex is like a game, once the game
ends the pieces go back into the box and everything returns to normal."

From there the rules expanded mostly in how to put the pieces back.
Such as no kissing on lips or limited use. No home wrecking, no
cheating, set boundaries and never public displays of affection.

At the end of a blog written by a prominent member she says "Remember
you are not creating a family or a life. In the end you are still
mother and son enjoying intimate encounters with one another."

The words she chose were so well written I could see why Richard dared
to bring it up. We sat at the diner table as if nothing happened, ate
our meal and talked like normal.

It was true. The side of her neck seemed more toned, when she reached
for things, the cords and muscles at the side of her slender neck
showed. The muscles in her arms and shoulders flexed and her waist
seemed smoother.

She was beautiful and I found myself lost in her appearance, something
that didn't go unnoticed by Richard. I cursed myself for losing my
restraint and avoided looking at her the rest of the night.

When bedtime came and the house was silent I was unable to sleep.
Laying in bed naked I consumed everything on the site I could. Half
searching for reasons to turn him down the other half slowly growing
more comfortable with the idea.

Several times I clicked on his contact name and hovered over the text
only to back out. At 1:05 am I gave in and texted him.

'Okay I'll do it, but she'll know it's me.' My gut swirled as fast as
the send icon did, only unlike the icon it didnt stop turning, then I
set my phone back on the end table.

A minute passed as I stared up into the ceiling, I tried to close my
eyes and think of something else. But all I could think of was fucking
her and the advice from the website. For a second I imagined fucking a
beautiful blonde woman with long hair, she moaned and the bed springs
creaked.

My cock was rock hard and held down by the sheets. I gripped it in both
hands and pulled back the head of it to relieve the throbbing pressure.

My first girlfriend refused to fuck me on account of it, said she was
scare it would hurt. Later after we broke up I found out she fucked
some guy on their first date. Just before college we ended up at a
party together. They had broken up and she tried to give herself to me,
but I turned her down for another girl. Still, to this day she hints at
getting back together.

The head of my cock extended past my two hand grip and I couldn't close
my fingers around it unless I squeezed hard. But up until that point
because of Kristine and Jewel giggling about it I thought I was small
or grotesque.

The head was sensitive to the rough sheets and I kicked them off. After
a few thrusts of my hips I could feel my orgasm already. The image of
moms smooth toned back turning and twisting came back to me. As if she
could sense it I flexed my abs and shoulders to imagine impressing her.

My mind was so unfocused I imagined her in multiple ways, dressed up
for work in a tight pair of black dress slacks and matching blazer, her
fingers twisting the buttons on her white blouse. Her hair done up in a
bun that showed her long neck, diamond earrings and a flirty smile.

My heart raced from my mid sleep jerk off session and my imagination
changed one more time, this time she was bent over a picnic table and
her pair of tight jean shorts wrapped around her knees. The bottom of
her loose white T shirt flipped over the small of her back, her long
hair draped over her face.

With both hands on my cock I thrust up and pulled down but too soon cum
flew from the tip.

A second passed and I clenched my glutes hard, holding my ass off the
bed. Then like a slap in the face a hot heavy blob of cum hit my cheek
and neck. More spurted over my chest and stomach but the idea of giving
myself a facial made me stop jerking and turn to my side.

Still wanting to finish, my body thrust my hips forward into the
mattress and more cum oozed out onto the bed sheets. I grabbed a tissue
and wiped it from my face, neck and stomach. "Shit." I whispered. It
took several tissues and a few minutes to fully clean up.

With a cold stain at the side of my back I stared up into the dark
ceiling. The lust had gone and common sense had returned. "Fuck!" I
whispered. I grabbed my phone and tried to unsend the message. To my
horror I had an unread message.

In disbelief the message had a tag 'read, 1:57 am' next to it. At the
top of my phone the time was 2:26 am.

"I told her I found someone, she wants to meet up this weekend. She's
just cleaning up in the bathroom. I'll go over the plan in more detail
later." the message said.

Between the panic, anxiety and many plans of how to get out of this
situation I didn't fall back to sleep until 6:00 am. The next morning,
I was greeted by Mom and Richard. Mom wore a purple short robe with her
hair still done up in a bun.

Richard was already dressed for work and was finishing the last of his
breakfast.

"Good morning!" mom said and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "So I
saw Andy is back in town too, did you know that? you should call him
and see if he's busy this weekend." Mom said.

Richard took a sip from the last of his coffee cup and gave me a wink.
"You mentioned he wanted to go camping this summer, if you like you can
use our gear."

The muscles on her hips showed through the light material. There was a
thin bulge like a string curled up over her hip. Her nice round breasts
jiggled as she returned to the kitchen and took a blender from the top
shelf.

The robes opened revealing a soft smooth line between her breasts. Her
thigh revealed even more of her fair skin. Her hamstrings flexed and
she lifted herself up onto her tiptoes.

All my speeches of getting out and all my fears washed away with the
tide of lust. "Yeah I can call him, we were planning on camping this
summer at the lake."

She pulled the blender down and paused. After a second she turned and
gave me a huge smile, "Great! Bet you two would have fun."

Richard stood up and pulled on his jacket, "yeah just grab any gear you
need and we can pull it out of storage."

Mom gave him a glance and smiled.

He gave me another wink and said, "Okay see you after work."

We said our goodbyes and mom hummed to herself while I made toast. Her
chest and face became flush as she put her bowl of frozen fruit, milk
and protein powder into the blender. As she moved her nipples hardened
and showed through the robes as large pea sized bumps. The more she
moved the worst it got and the harder it became not to stare.

Unknown to her I knew she was imagining having a new cock in her, she
just didn't realize the cock she was fantasizing about at that moment
was mine.

As she walked away with her drink she took a sip, the small finger
lifted as she tilted the glass up. Before I left for college she was
slender, now she had toned legs and an athletic build. As I admired
her, three thoughts popped into my head.

First, sex is like a game.

Two, Richard got to fuck her and Sarah and will likely get to fuck
Joan.

Three, I was going to ruin every man for her who came after me,
including Richard.

Chapter 2

In the five days of waiting I didnt have much time to think about the
fact that I was going to fuck my mother. The goals I set kept me busy
and when anxiety hit me, I read the forum.

Everyday I ran more miles and lifted heavier weights. I ate no bread
and consumed more strawberries than I ever had in my life. On top of it
I watched dozens of hours of porn and read every "how to" post on the
forums about pleasuring a woman. I was no virgin but she was having sex
for more years than I was alive and I wanted her to remember it.

The forum was filled with mothers, sons and some daughters who posted
advice, mostly about if it was right, wrong or how to seduce the other
member. But I only sought advice from the mothers to other sons about
how to pleasure a mature woman.

One mother posted a thing called rhythm and how to control it, sense it
and bring the woman to new heights. How to change it, how to vary it
and most of all know when to fuck her hard.

Andy jumped on the idea of camping and mom had the gear pulled, cleaned
and ready before I could even confirm the campsite.

My Anonymous Threesome with Mom

by greytonesandredlights (UID 5057232)

https://www.literotica.com/s/my-anonymous-threesome-with-mom

Sexy swinging mother has anonymous sex with her son.

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When the time came as planned I excused myself from the campsite,
returned to the city and cleaned up. The hotel they rented was fancy
and at the far end of the city but on the side of our campsite. The
lounge was dark with shiny black tables and red leather seats. A
pianist played a song in the far corner of the lounge. Not the usual
place for a college guy to hang out. But it wasn't a usual thing I was
about to do.

Damn that Richard, it was not the type of lounge one would show up at
wearing a black sweat pants and T shirt but I had taken his advice so I
could sneak into the room.

The blood in the tip of my finger reddened from the white cocktail
napkin I had twisted around my finger. I took a deep breath and felt my
fresh short haircut. It was the least I could do to throw her off,
after this I planned to get a buzz cut to throw her off even more.

At the last minute I realized the percentage of men who had a big cock
was in the single digits. But so were men over six foot. Would a change
of hair styles be enough? My stomach turned and dropped inside.

They were details I hadn't thought of right away due to being consumed
by a single goal, but now in the final minutes my stomach turned and
swirled. I clung to the small bag Richard had left with me, 27 minutes
ago. It contained a small ball gag and a key card to room 629. A corner
room on the 6th floor.

The bartender, a middle aged woman with brunette hair, smiled at me.
"Nervous?"

Horror filled me for a second as I thought she knew what I was about to
do. "No, just a long day." I said.

I picked up my glass and slammed the last of my drink. I had hoped a
second drink would calm my nerves but it didn't.

"Thank you," I said and left a twenty on the bar. I knew damn well not
to use my debit card there. I even 'forgot' my cell phone back at the
campsite.

The first time I had sex I remembered being excited, nervous and
scared. This was five times that with a touch of dread and a whole lot
of paranoia.

In the elevator I thought of his words to calm me. "She wont know,
trust me the mask will work, just wear the ball gag. It's all in the
advice from the swingers clubs for keeping it anonymous."

The door at the end of the long dim hall read 629 in brass numbers.
Just as he said, I removed my shoes then swiped the card at exactly
9:20 and lifted the handle up. He said it made less sound if lifted.

Inside the room a small folding stool greeted me. A few condoms and a
package of wipes sat on it. From deeper in the room a speaker played
music but also the sound of sex, not too loud but just enough to muffle
sounds. The hall and main room had dimmed lights but it was still
bright enough to see clearly.

A large king bed sat in the back middle wall. A large wooden headboard
and big white fluffy blankets. A large lounge sofa and grand chair sat
next to the wall of windows. A fancy desk was in the corner and a big
screen TV was mounted inside a dark wood cabinet. On the screen a
muscular man was fucking a well know porn star. One who I could almost
liken to mom.

My stomach turned in fear as I peeked around the corner. Thoughts of
her not wearing a mask and seeing me filled my mind. Richard had his
ass pointed to me, his cock and balls hanging low. He had a fit body
but not cut or ripped.

Mom still wore a black bra, a lace garter belt and a black lace thong.
The straps to her garter belt dangled at the side of her creamy thighs
and the bra was pulled down revealing her big perky breasts.

Mom laid on her back and squirmed under Richard. Her arms were
stretched out, restrained by small chains that disappeared under the
mattress. The thick black leather straps around her wrists matched
their masks.

Both of them wore black masquerade masks. Moms mask was different and
her eyes were concealed behind opaque lens. With the mask on if I didnt
hear her speak she could have been any other beautiful long legged
woman I was about to fuck.

"Is he not here yet?" she moaned.

"Ten more minutes," he said. He checked the time then looked over his
shoulder at me.

She let out a moan in frustration and pulled on her restraints. The
muscles in her stomach and arms flexed and she twisted her torso into
the comforter.

"See we should have waited." she protested.

My cock jumped at the sight of her but my head swirled as I pulled my
shirt off. Richard nodded his head and returned to sucking on her
nipples. A hint of jealousy came up as part of me wanted her to myself.

Richard got between her legs and without removing her thong slid his
cock inside of her.

"I thought we were going to wait?" she said.

"Just a little bit to warm you up." he said and gave her three gentle
thrusts before pulling out.

"Oh my god you're soaking wet," he said.

The bed creaked and mom let out a murmur, "more."

Between the mask and hint of jealousy growing inside I had forgot she
was my mother. My cock grew inside of my sweats and I pulled the band
over it and down past my thighs. My long hard cock sprang out and
swayed back and forth as I pulled my legs free of the pant leg.

As silent as I could I returned to the door.

"Hmmmm fuck, just a little more... oh god, oh that feels good." She
paused and took a deep breath in, "can you check your phone in case he
messaged you?" mom said.

"He'll show up, just be patient." Richard said.

Without a sound I tore open the condom and rolled it on to my cock. The
lube tingled and felt cool to the skin like a strong mint. Then I
slipped the ball gag over my head and returned to the main room.

Both of them let out a grunt and the sound of flesh on flesh. Richard
held onto moms waist while he fucked her. Her arms stretched out above
and her bra pulled down made her soft white breasts swing up.

When I wasn't watching he had pulled her thong off but it was still
caught and twisted on one of her ankles.

"Oh fuck," she grunted.

Richard looked up at me. He paused and stared at my cock swinging
between my legs. He hadn't seen it all those years ago or he didn't pay
attention to it. If he had known its size he might not have asked what
he had. But I also might not have accepted it if it wasn't the size it
was.

For a second or two we stared at one another. Mom ground her hips into
his and pulled her on her restraints. Her lower lip sucked in and she
bit it with her front teeth. I knew I was suppose to fuck this woman in
front of her husband but I wasnt sure how to proceed.

"Don't stop," she said.

Richard snapped out of his trance and motioned me back, then climbed
off her. "I'll check my phone."

He met me around the corner and gave me a once up and down. Back on the
bed mom rubbed her thighs together and squirmed in the bed. Her long
torso twisted on her restraints as she adjusted her position.

"Any messages?" she called out. She kicked her foot free of the thong.

Richard put his sweaty hand on my shoulder and nodded his head. At
first I was eager to join in but as I rounded the corner my insides
swirled.

Mom turned her head and looked at me emerging from the hall. I
hesitated and froze mid step, certain she was going to scream and call
out my name.

"This was why I didn't want to start early." she huffed and tried to
blow back a feather that tickled her cheek.

Up close moms mask was much more elaborate. The masquerade mask was
nothing like I had seen before, completely custom made by Richard. Its
detail and practicality made me question his honesty in how long he had
planned this encounter.

Dozens of small shiny gems lined the rim and eyes with a gold inlay.
Her eyes were masked by opaque lenses, enough to allow light through
but prevent her from seeing any details. Through the lens I could see
her eyes move, looking me over. She frowned at me and tried to adjust
herself on the bed but the restraints prevented her.

The mask fit perfectly to moms chiseled cheekbones and nose. At the
bottom corners of her eyes small black lace traps ran down her cheek
where it connected to a dainty black choker around her neck. Another
smaller strap went up her forehead and vanished in her thick dirty
blonde hair which prevented the mask from being pulled down.

"Did he message?" she said.

I couldn't answer her both because of my voice and the ball gag in my
mouth. But neither could Richard. The only thing I could think of was
to rush to her and get between her legs. My cock sensed the impending
sex and swelled up so tight the base ached as I walked.

With one knee on the bed I crawled over the discarded lace thong
towards her. My heart raced and I found myself holding my breath like
it would give me away. With one hand I spread her knees apart.

Her slit was shaven clean, the naked skin around her opening glistened
with moisture. It was all going as Richard had described though I still
wondered if he had any regrets standing behind me after seeing the size
of my cock.

Her eyes darted around behind her mask. But she really couldn't see
that it was me. She wanted a clean, athletic, young man, with dark hair
and a slight tan according to the list. When Richard told me, it
sounded an awful lot like Mike's description.

I didn't have the dark hair or the light tan but I did have a bigger
cock than Mike and Richard. So I figured 3 out of 5 wasnt bad because
of it.

"Well?" she whispered.

I swallowed hard and grabbed my cock with my free hand. It was like
being a virgin all over again only this time I knew how to have sex.
The sight of her naked body made me light headed.

The difference was this woman was my mother and mask or no mask at this
point wasn't going to change that. 'It's just a game, she also wants a
different cock. I'm here now and she'll get suspicious if I suddenly
back off. So the only way out of this is forward' I told myself and
lined the head of my cock up to her opening.

While my head was battling itself my body wanted one thing, sex.

The head of my cock found the opening and with one flick, I angled it
up. Her vagina stretched to accept me and I slid the head in with ease.
As I entered her, all the anxiety and dizziness vanished.

Half way in she stiffened and gripped the chains with both hands. Her
mouth opened and her head pressed into the pillow. For over ten years
she had become accustomed to the same cock. Her mind and body was
confused, like tasting a drink and expecting it to be something else.

I leaned forward and sunk down onto her using my weight to push deeper
into her. She felt tight and wet. Her warmth enveloped my throbbing
rock hard cock. With each bit she took in the sensation of it bursting
or breaking vanished.

Her body resisted me, her stomach tightened and curled forward and she
pulled on her restraints so hard the corners of the mattress lifted.
Unable to use her hands she tried to bring her knees up to stop me. But
the new angle only let me sink deeper.

Expecting me to bottom out her mouth opened wide and she let out a
panicked shriek. I had likely passed the depths Richard could reach.

She tried to pull herself up and away but I curled my hips forward and
pulled myself along with her.

"Richard?!" she cried.

"That's not me," he said while stroking his cock. It was so hard it
appeared as if it would break when he pushed it to the side.

With the last few inches left I tightened my abs and curled my body up
into hers. The tip of my cock pressed into a soft but firm wall and she
let out a squeal.

The mattress flopped down and she tugged on them again. "Oh fuck," she
cried.

By now she knew it wasn't Richard, but I didn't want her to think about
it. I slid my hands under her smooth warm back and gripped her
shoulders. She was an old woman in my eyes but her skin was soft and
smooth like the college girls I dated.

Suddenly she seemed half her age and the idea of a woman being old at
40 disappeared. So did the idea that she was my mother. Now she was a
woman I was determined to pleasure with every bit of ability I had.

She wanted a youthful fucking so I decided I was going to give it to
her. My stomach relaxed and I pulled my cock out of her, stopping just
before my head. Tightening my abs and grip on her shoulders I pulled
myself forward. Her neck strained to push her head deeper into the
pillow and her arm muscles tightened.

Her mouth opened wide and she let out a squeal. "Oh fuck!" This time
she knew when it would stop and the panic was replaced with pleasure.

The muscles I held onto in her shoulders hardened. With each thrust she
grunted, the warm moist air forced from her hit my ear and cheek. We
were face to face, but with mask on she couldnt see the man fucking her
was her son. But had I not known what I was doing I too might not have
realized it was her.

Long, smooth legs wrapped around my waist, warm flesh warmed the soft
satin stockings. The muscles in her bare hips flexed as she pulled me
in tighter. Her obliques and lats tightened and she twisted her torso
trying to grind out every inch of my cock.

"Fuck your so big, oh my god... Yes!" Her torso tightened and her hips
curled up off the mattress. "Ohhhhh god!" her body shuddered several
times and she took a deep breath in, "Oh my god fuck, fuck me hard!"

She was completely oblivious to the fact that her own son gave her a
small orgasm. With that my confidence soared. Our naked bodies heated
up between us and I pressed my forehead into hers as an extra point to
brace my height on.

"Yes, fuck me with that young big cock, oh my..." Her body shuddered
and her abs tightened, "Oh my god, oh my god, wait, wait." she panted.

The word "'Rhythm" popped in my head. I slowed my pace and enjoyed the
soft insides wrapped around my cock as well as her soft warm skin on
mine. Was I fucking my mother harder than Richard ever did? Secretly I
had hoped I was. Like a train coming to a stop, I slowed down and held
myself deep inside of her.

Her body relaxed but her walls quivered on my still cock. I groaned and
ground my hips onto hers. I couldnt sink any deeper but my body mashed
itself into her as hard as it could. With that we were off again. She
bucked her hips into mine and we grunted with our efforts.

The muscles in her body strained and all she could do was repeat "oh my
god."

She turned her head and her lips touched my cheek, a burning hot tongue
lashed out and licked the side of my lips. Having licked the ball she
huffed her disapprovement.

Until that point I had almost forgotten about Richard. He knelt on the
bed side close to her head. He cock was bare and he presented himself
to her. I pushed myself away and knelt between her legs.

"Do you like getting fucked by him?" Richard said.

"Yes!" mom gasped and strained against her restraints. "Oh my god I
love it."

"Come on fuck her, fuck her hard," Ricahrd said. He pawed and squeezed
her round breasts kneading them like firm round blobs of dough.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles together. It
was a vigorous fuck we had and I was afraid it would make me cum to
soon. Taking a breather I paused and watched as Richard guided his cock
into her mouth.

The muscles in the side of her neck strained and her cheeks sunk as she
sucked his cock into her mouth. The muscles in her slender jaw and
cheeks stood out. She was a beautiful woman and with the black leather
mask on I could easily forget she was my mother.

For years I could never have imaged her doing what she was doing. She
was always prim and proper, never swore, left the house unkept and
dressed in business attire when she worked the reception desk at the
hospital.

Richards cock made her throat bulge and she pulled away with a gasp.
The muscles in her abs and side flexed and her torso gyrated on my
cock. Her heels dug in and her hips rolled. Deep inside of her a wave
of flesh pulled gently on my cock. I moaned again and Richard flashed a
glare at me.

He gripped her bra and tore the clip free releasing her beautiful round
globes of flesh. They fell free to the side and jiggled with each thump
and quiver.

I crushed my tongue into the back of the ball as hard as I could to
make some sort of pain come out. But her hot skin and bare hips pushed
me closer to cumming.

It was my turn to try and escape and I had to pull free of her iron leg
grip. My cock popped free of her and she let out a gasp. Richard leaned
down and sucked on one of her long hard nipples. The one he focused on
grew in size to nearly double the length.

She moaned and twisted against her chains. Her hips bucked up into a
cock that wasn't there.

I knew If I didn't get back in he was going to take over. So I guided
myself back inside of her.

"Yes!" she cried, "Oh fuck me, fuck me hard this time."

As commanded I gripped her by the waist. The muscles in her hips
hardened and I slammed myself into her. Richard held onto a breast and
sucked and slurped while I fucked her. My cock well soaked now popped
and slushed with each thrust.

Her free breast swung around on her chest and she threw her head side
to side. "Oh my god, fuck me, harder."

Already I felt my orgasm coming and I had to back off. Quick on the
opportunity Richard eagerly took my spot. His bare thigh and hand
touched my body as he edged me out. A pinch of anger flared up inside
as I gave away. He got to have two women against his body while I had
to share one with him.

Mom smiled to herself and purred, she was being mauled by two men and
she was loving every minute. This isn't a fantasy all to myself, I had
to share it with her. But normally this never should have happened.

I had to remind myself this was her fantasy threesome and it was to be
fucked and ravaged by two men. In this situation the best thing for the
woman is two guys working as a team. But it would seem a competitive
side also existed, one that resembled fighting over a woman. I suppose
in this case everyone got more out of it than two idiots swinging
fists.

Richard hunched over her and guided himself into her. He grabbed her by
the hips and set to fucking her harder than I had.

His face tightened and he slapped his pelvis into her hips as hard as
he could. He was fresh but more worrisome to me was that he was out
doing me.

Damn that bastard, despite being surprised by my cock he had outsmarted
me with the ball gag long ago. I couldn't lick, suck or kiss her. But
he was free to do all of that. All I could use was my cock and he knew
full well cocks have limited use.

Moms breasts rippled and flopped as he fucked her frantically. Sweat
beaded on their foreheads and their bodies grew heated. Mom looked at
me and tried to reach out. All I was left with was my hands. I took her
hand in mine, her slender fingers interlocked with mine and she
squeezed my hand.

"Stop, unchain me, let me out." she said.

Reluctantly Richard sat up and grinded in and out of her twice. He
panted and huffed, his face was red. Fit or not at 48 fucking like that
seemed intense even for my age. He leaned forward causing her to moan
and grind her pelvis up into him.

Hidden behind a strip of leather was a clip to the chains. He undid
them and released her from her bonds. She still had the black leather
straps on but she was now free. She gave him a push urging him to roll
off of her, then gave me a devious grin.

Nearly falling off the side she pushed me into the mattress and climbed
over me. Straddling my cock she guided herself down onto it. The long
shaft vanished inside of her and she squealed with glee as she gyrated
her hips above mine.

Her hands roamed her body, pinching her nipples and cupping her
breasts. She squeezed her thighs together and curled forward. Her mouth
opened and her body shook several times. After a short pause she
straightened up and her torso shivered.

With one deep breath she started grinding her hips into mine. Her hip
muscles flexed and her thighs hardened. She wasn't riding my cock like
in the porn videos, she was swirling it around inside of her like a big
stir stick.

My Anonymous Threesome with Mom

by greytonesandredlights (UID 5057232)

https://www.literotica.com/s/my-anonymous-threesome-with-mom

Sexy swinging mother has anonymous sex with her son.

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Mom grabbed Richard and pulled him to her, shoving her tongue inside
his mouth. The two made out above me, once she was finished she pushed
his head to her nipples. His bare cock stabbed me in the neck and
shoulder.

Was he expecting me to suck him off? We hadn't discussed that and I
hadn't thought about it despite agreeing to a male male female
threesome.

I did my best to ignore the penis radiating heat next to me as well as
my impending orgasm. There was no stopping it. Mom rode me too hard and
too fast. I bit down hard on the ball and closed my eyes. I pulled her
down into my cock and thrust my hips up into her.

She grabbed my hands and squeezed them harder into her flesh. "No! Not
yet I want both of you at the same time"

I tried to tighten my muscles but it was no good cum shot out filling
my condom. She sat on top of me, for a moment I could see the
disappointment on her face. We had been fucking her for almost twenty
minutes.

All this time we had been competing with each other and she was just
getting started. Her disappointment vanished and she bit her lower lip.
Her abs tightened and she hunched forward. Her breasts hung down close
to my face as her body shuddered and her back straightened up. Her
mouth opened and she bucked her hips forward. My cum filled the condom,
we had cum together.

As soon as she was finished with me she rolled off bared her ass to
Richard. "Fuck me from behind."

I had read about fit women and sex. How they had longer sex and more
orgasms, but I hadn't imagined this. While Richard and I were
unofficially competing with each other, mom was out doing both of us.
At this rate neither of us was going to satisfy her.

Mom still had her wedding ring on as she gripped the comforter in both
hands twisting them up tight. Richard held on to her and fucked her as
she knelt on all fours. Her breasts swung back and forth, her long
nipples bending as they swept over the fabric.

"Oh my god, harder!" she squealed, "fuck me harder! Deeper, I want it
deeper!"

Richards face was beading with sweat and drops ran down his brow and
landed on the crevice of her ass. She had two dimples above her cheeks
and her spinal ridge was pronounced, lined with feminine muscle.

The tiny fine hairs on her body stood and her smooth skin glistened
with moisture. But she wanted more. But that was as much as she got. No
matter how hard or fast he fucked her she didnt shudder or lock up
once.

Maybe it was an age thing but he also didnt cum like I did. Then I
realized I had stretched her out. The idea of it made my cock harden,
she still had no idea who I was. Richard fell back onto his feet and
sat there. Sweat ran down his red face and he was panting with an open
mouth.

Mom fell forward and rolled to her side and looked at me. "I want more,
I want both of you to fuck me at the same time." She turned and looked
at me, even with the mask and opaq eyes I could see the lust in her
expression. "Your young are you ready to fuck again?"

Richard gave me an exhausted glance and wiped the sweat from his brow.
I was young, and I was pretty sure this was a one time thing. But the
question wasn't really intended for me to answer, she crawled over to
me and stroked my half limp cock.

"Hmm, it's a nice cock." she purred.

Her warm hand cupped my balls and massaged them, rolling them in her
palm. She started jerking and pumping it faster until my instincts came
back to life. Slowly blood filled it but not as hard and without the
lust.

"Come on, your going to fuck me again with that young bull cock." she
said.

It was mostly pride that made me stay hard. I couldnt have an old man
like Richard outlast me, but I was still going to fuck her longer.

She looked me in the face, I could see she tried peering through the
lens. My heart thumped in my chest. Her hand slowed and tied together
my heart rate matched her stroke speed. She licked her lips and
adjusted her mask.

She was getting curious. Richard and I both froze as the straps
stretched and deformed the skin around her face. Earlier while she was
on top I saw her try peeking under but without luck. Now this, Richard
and I shared a glance. We had been foolishly competing with one
another, all the while the real battle was with her.

Lens or not she was peering into my soul. With her other hand she felt
the ball gag and frowned. Before I could react she pulled the ball gag
from my mouth and slid her hot sharp tongue inside my mouth.

The hot, soft piece of flesh circled my mouth and lips. Her soft warm
lips mashed into mine and we purred with each other. Her body radiated
heat and her she still had a firm grip on the shaft of my cock.

The rules of kissing ran through my head and my inside voice told me
'Never kiss'.

She was horny and wanted more, her finger tips traced my chin and with
great effort I pulled away from her. Our saliva mixed and stretched
from our mouths like a translucent thread. Without losing the momentum
she had established her fingers found the bottom of my condom and
rolled it up and off. The trapped sperm and lube hit the cool dry air.

Her smooth hot hand stroked my bare cock, "I want both of you now,"

Richard stepped off the bed and said, "Okay I'll get him a new condom
and he can fuck you from behind."

She laughed and said, "Not with that cock and I don't think we need a
condom, you said he was clean."

Like a feline she crawled over me and guided my bare penis inside of
her. We were skin on skin and my sperm mixed with her inside. It was my
first time unprotected in a woman. The hot flesh of her insides had
ridges and small bumps that I had never felt before.

Richard looked on with a condom wrapper in his hand, but I ignored him.

The sensation made me moan and my neck tightened. I wanted to scream
out in pleasure but if I did I knew she would figure it out. I bit my
tongue and breathed through my nose as deep as I could.

She looked back at Richard and leaned forward. He looked exhausted, I
had last 20 minutes and he had an extra ten but she was going to outdo
both of us. She leaned close to my ear and whispered "When I make you
cum again, I want you to cum inside of me."

It dawned on me at that moment if she wasnt fucked to exhaustion she
might remove her mask before I made my escape.

Richard tossed the condom on the table and grabbed the lube from the
end table. With a hard squeeze he lathered his cock in it. Mom
carressed and massaged her breasts while she leisurely ground my cock
inside of her. She purred and hummed to herself pleased with my cocks
return.

Richard paused and watched as mom thrust her hips forward and back
speeding up with each thrust. Muscles across her body tightened and
relaxed propelling her on top of me. She grunted and huffed with her
effort. Strands of hair clung to her wet hot skin. Her stomach curled
in and tightened and she paused, she dug her nails into my pecs but she
said nothing. I held her hips down tight, giving her as much depth as I
could.

"Oh my god," she winced and gasped. She flipped the stray hairs from
her face with her hand and caught her breath. Her breasts rose and fell
with each deep breath. "Oh my god I love this cock." she giggled and
started grinding her hips on me again.

Richard climbed back on the bed and pushed her forward onto my chest.
With one hand on her back and the other on his cock he guided himself
into her. She winced and squeezed my shoulder then let out a breath of
air.

"You okay?" Richard said.

"Yes," she said and took a deep breath.

Richard leaned forward and took her hips in both hands.

"Just give me a sec...ond!" she squealed and flopped down onto my
chest. In a single push Richard slid his cock into her all the way.

A bulge pressed against my own cock creating a pressure inside of her
so tight it gripped me.

Without giving her a rest he fucked her for all he was worth. She clung
to me, her hot sweaty body slid across my skin and I wrapped my arms
around her damp body. She huffed and grunted with each hit.

He was an absolute ass to her ass and all I could do was cradle her in
my arms. Richard no longer looked at me, he only stared into the back
of her head. His face and chest flush with effort.

His sweaty body slapped against moms ass with a rhythmic loud clapping
sound that filled the room. It was the face of a man with regret. That
night he learnt that he was no cuckold. It was fine when he got to fuck
other women, but this was different.

"Oh my god I'm so full," mom gasped into my ear. Her fingers dug into
my flesh on my shoulders and she huffed and grunted.

But his rhythm was all wrong, whenever she tried to join in his frantic
single pace speed threw her off. Then he let out a loud grunt, held her
hips tight and fell back onto the bed with a half limp cock.

He huffed and puffed and his whole body was red. Mom swallowed hard and
pulled the hair from her face, she touched and caressed my jawline and
ran her hand over my freshly cut hair.

She smiled and gazed at me through her mask. Her eyes, while not able
to see details, moved as if she was looking over my face. "Hmmm I wish
I could fuck this cock all day," she laughed. She lowered her mouth to
mine and I thrust my tongue into hers.

While my cock stirred inside of her I twisted and rolled my tongue in
her mouth, caressing and teasing her teeth and top of her mouth. She
squeezed my shoulders and moaned into my mouth. Her hips pulled forward
and froze for a few seconds.

After her body relaxed I rolled her off me, got behind her and grabbed
her by the thin waist. She laid face first onto the bed. She was weaker
now but she still had too much life in her.

Her arms stretched out over the bed and she lifted her head up to look
at Richard. She squealed and gave him a huge smile as my cock sunk
inside of her from behind.

"Oh god I love this guy, his young hard cock! Oh fuck me, fuck me
hard." she squeezed the bed sheets in her hand and braced herself.

She was so wet not even my cock felt her tightness. But this wasn't for
pleasure, the bed groaned and creaked while I slammed my full weight
into her. No matter what I did to her from behind she demanded more.

"Harder, fuck me harder!" she screamed not caring of who might hear.

I held her hips in both hands, her heart shaped ass was flush, her back
muscles had beads of our sweat and her wet hair clung to her body. My
own muscles burned and all fine movements were gone.

Her toes and feet stretched out and her legs curled up. She reached
back and grabbed my whole ass in her hand and pulled me hard into her.
Her grip made it feel like my asshole was exposed to the air and being
pulled open. "Oh... fuck!" she squealed and cried while her body
convulsed on my cock.

With my cock deep inside of her she rolled her hips humping my cock.
Her grip was so hard on my flexed gluteus my asshole continued to
stretch. She gasped for air and cried out "Oh my god, holy shit."

But just like Richard I gave her no time to recover and pulled from her
grip to fuck her more. The muscles in my body only allowed a single
style of stroke. She was so wet her inside sucked and slurped with each
thrust. After her last orgasm she was a lifeless doll and just as I was
about to give up her body tightened one last time and she tapped my
hand.

I paused and felt her weak insides pulsing on my cock. "No more, no
more."

But I was finally close and the sight of her wreaked body and the weak
orgasm made me groan. It was a combination of victory, relief and
pleasure. The surge of warmth built up in my testicles and moved down
the base of my shaft.

I bit my lower lip tight so I wouldn't cry out and curled my torso
forward deforming her limp round ass. Hot sperm poured into her and she
squeezed my hand. Richard looked on as I pumped my hips and drained the
last bit of my sperm into her.

Her body tightened and she tried to lift one leg up, "Oh my god."

She continued to murmur something but it was too low and unclear to
hear what she said. I pulled away from her limp body and admired her
one last time spread across the bed. Her stockings had a run on the
side of her thigh. Her once neat hair was a tangled mess twisted and
damp with sweat.

Her fit body was soaked with sweat and her breasts squeezed out from
under her. With a weak hand she pulled at the bottom of her mask and I
ducked behind the corner. My knees were shaking as I pulled my pants on
without my underwear.

"What's your name?" she huffed and rolled over onto her back with her
knees lifted.

Her hands roamed over her stomach and breasts. "Richard take this mask
off I cant breath with it on,"

"We agreed no names, no faces," he looked back at me and motioned to
the door with his hand.

Half naked and shaking I grabbed my things and ducked into the hallway.
Barefooted I raced for the elevator as I pulled my shirt over my head.
The elevator dinged as it reached the ground floor, its doors opened
and a couple stared at me.

I cleared my throat and looked away from them. My haggard look drew the
eyes of every patreon I passed. Like a dog with his tail between his
legs I slunk out of the hotel. Even though none of them could know my
step father and I had serviced my mother, it felt as though they knew.

My drive back to the campsite was a mixture of exhilaration and
disgust. It was dark and late when I pulled into their paid show
stalls. The water felt warm on my clammy crusty skin and once I was
clean I started feeling better.

Staring at the water circle the drain beneath my feet I repeated to
myself, "Put the game pieces back in the box."

That night it took a while to fall asleep but once I did I didn't wake
until late morning with the birds chirping and the tent feeling hot and
muggy from the suns heat.

Andy and I finished the weekend hiking and camping. We planned to stay
until the middle of the week but after Andy got 8 wasp stings on the
leg, side and armpit we called it a wrap late in the day on monday.

By the time we packed up and I dropped Andy off at home the sky was
dark. Originally I planned to get a buzz cut at the barbershop on
wednesday prior to coming home. With the change of plans I had to buy a
pair of clippers at our big box store.

At the back of the parking lot under a street light I thumbed through
the manual and clipped a guide onto the pair of clippers. I had planned
to get a second haircut, a buzz cut to throw mom off.

The clippers buzzed to life and echoed across the empty parking lot. If
I trimmed my hair Mike who had the same short cut would get 100%
percent of the credit and she would believe he had a huge cock. Hell
she might even have an affair with him after that.

Logic would say to give myself the buzzcut as planned. For whatever
reason emotion took over and right or wrong I shut the clippers off.
The drive home was a twisted swirl of thoughts, but not just of the
clippers.

Back in the house I found myself regretting not going through with the
clippers. I decided to slip in the back door through the garage. To our
surprise mom and I ran into each other at the entryway. She had two
cans of crushed tomatoes in her hands and the walk in pantry door was
open. Her eyes were large as I entered the door next to her from the
garage.

Her hair was tied up in a bun, she wore a dark red satin robe. The
robes she wore stopped mid thigh and showed her toned long legs. The
belt wrapped around her waist amplified her trim stomach and wide hips.

"Oh, hi," she said, a wide smile spread across her face as she set the
cans on the shelf.

"Did you drop Andy off at home?" she said. She turned her head to the
side and looked to the top of my head.

"Yeah, just before coming here. His armpit swelled up and I think he
had enough of camping for a while." I said.

Her bright white teeth showed and she opened her mouth to speak, paused
then continued. With one hand she reached up and ran her palm over the
side of my head. "When did you get a haircut?" She gave me an
inquisitive look.

My stomach turned and I regretted not going through with the plan.
Richard entered the room from the sunken living room and paused. His
gaze locked onto my head and his cup frozen to his lips mid sip.

"I... ha, well I singed my hair when embers blew out of the fire pit. I
was able to get a haircut before dropping Andy off. It even caught fire
on the top," I laughed.

She frowned and rubbed my head harder, "No, it didn't? Thats a shame, I
liked your longer hair."

Her eyes looked over my face and shoulders then back up to the top of
my head. She folded her arms under her breasts causing them to deform
in the satin folds. The crease between her breasts squished together
and she gave me an approving grin. "Maybe on second throught I like it,
it's a nice change."

Leaving my side she ran her fingers over my chest and paused for a
moment. She grabbed her hot tea from the corner of the counter and
carried on down the hall. Richard relaxed and gave me a quick glance
then returned to the living room.

The crease of her ass filled with her robes as she walked off to her
room. Now that the moral roadblocks were gone my cock filled with
blood. The desire to push her forward, flip her robes up and fuck her
from behind filled my head.

Less than forty eight hours had passed since she made her moan for my
cock. But unknown to her the mystery cock she was grinding inside of
her was thirty feet away from her. According to biology and sex ed
class my sperm could still be swimming inside of her.

In the house all three of us had exposed nerves for days. Awkward
silences, separate rooms, extra work hours, but after a week things
began to normalize. Except every time I saw mom I got twisted up inside
from the anticipation of sex. While I knew it was a one time thing my
cock didn't seem to think so.

I started hitting the weights harder with each day, running further and
taking two showers. Mostly just to keep my mind off things. By things I
mean the over whelming desire to fuck my mother who I still lived with
and could never breath a word to.

As the months passed that night seemed further away. Richard never
texted me again, all though the two of them would go out with Joan and
her husband almost weekly. Mom and Richard began wearing red while Joan
and her husband had yellow outfits.

But as fate would have it, that was as far as I was meant to be
involved. I found a nice girl from college, we moved in together and
started a small business together. Problem is every day it feels as if
that skeleton in my closet will come tumbling out.

One day my regrets came back, mom and Richard announced their divorce.
As Blair and I sat there in the living room listening I braced myself
for hearing the inevitable words, "Remember that night, well it was..."

Thankfully Richard never said a word. He could have ruined my life but
he didn't, in fact he scarcely looked at me as they told us and my step
sisters.

They had tried counseling years before so it was something that had
been brewing from before our night together. Maybe that's why he didn't
say anything or he couldn't for the sake of his own daughters' futures.

Either way I helped him move, it was the least I could do for his
silence. We shook hands and we said our goodbyes, his final words that
day was sorry, then got in his truck and left.

After I helped mom move her things. The realtor put a sign up, a pretty
woman who was the same age as mom. The condo was new, fancy and was
close to a newly developed part of town.

Blair and I returned to our lives and I buried that skeleton as deep as
I could. But the guilt from time to time nags at me as I feel as if mom
and I share the same closet but she's unaware of it.

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