MILF Chaser Ch. 03

All characters are over the age of eighteen.

MILF Chaser Ch. 3

Jace had his client's data spread over the two big screens of his home computer when his phone rang. Looking down, he groaned when he saw the name that popped up on the screen. Just be cool, he thought to himself.

"Hey, Trevor! How's things out west?" he said with as much as enthusiasm as he could muster. His best friend since high school, he was both happy to hear from Cathy's son and terrified at the same time.

"Things are great, man. Some big changes are coming. I think I'm going to ask Marie to marry me!" Trevor replied.

Jace couldn't help but smile. According to Trevor, he'd met his girlfriend Marie practically the minute he moved to San Francisco after graduating from college. "Dude, that's fantastic!" Jace exclaimed with genuine happiness for his friend. The two chatted for about fifteen minutes about Trevor's plans for popping the big question. Then Jace reminded him he'd better call his mom with this news.

"Yeah, Jace, about Mom," Trevor said nonchalantly, and Jace cringed inwardly. "Mrs. Sanchez tells me that a gold Toyota SUV has been spending entire weekends at Mom's new place." Trevor paused, and Jace felt his tension level rise to the stratosphere. "You do still drive a gold Toyota, don't you, Jace?"

"I, umm, who's... who's Mrs. Sanchez?" Jace said, hoping to derail the conversation.

Trevor's voice dropped an octave. "Jace, are you seeing my mother?" Trevor asked point-blank.

Jace's shoulders slumped, and he sighed resignedly and told his friend the truth. "Yeah, man, I am. But, dude, it's nothing cheap, I swear. I really care about her. She's... she's special."

There was a long, uncomfortable silence, and then Trevor spoke. "Jace, do I have to explain the ass-whipping that will come your way if you hurt my mother? You know what she's been through."

Jace closed his eyes. The ass-whipping wasn't hard to imagine. Though Trevor was physically smaller than him, he had a gymnast's build and was a black belt in Akido before graduating high school.

"Trevor, I swear to you, I'd never hurt her. She needed a friend, and I was there. The rest... it just happened, man."

He was surprised to hear his friend chuckle on the other end of the line. "Jace, you've had the hots for my mom for as long as I can remember. It's not a shock, believe me and I'm sure she needed... a friend. As long as you take care of her, you have my blessing. And don't tell her we had this conversation. She wouldn't want me butting in."

***

After hanging up, Jace sat in wonder at just how well that conversation had gone. When he set his phone and looked up at his screen, there was a knock on the front door of his apartment. His mother had been on him about buying his own home instead of renting, and she was right, but he wasn't yet ready for that sort of permanence. His relationship with Cathy was fluid, and if she decided she wanted him in her life on a more permanent basis, he wanted the flexibility to make it happen.

He walked to the door and opened it, and smiled to see the lovely woman on his doorstep. "Mom! What brings you to this neighborhood?"

Tanya stepped in the doorway and smiled at her grown son. "Does a mother need an excuse to stop and see her son?" She lifted a paper bag. "I had a showing a few blocks away and was hungry. I brought sandwiches. Grab us a couple of beers."

Jace stopped for a moment and looked at his mother. In a way, he never had before. He'd never have even considered it, but his new relationship with his grandmother had changed him. Changed how he saw every woman, regardless of who or what she was. Back when he was in high school, Tanya had been a leader in the PTA, a sports booster, and a substitute teacher upon occasion. She'd been well known and admired among his friends and they had given him no end of grief about his MILFy mother.

Tanya was on the short side, just a couple of inches over five feet, and would often refer to herself as fun-sized. Like her mother, she had curves in all the right places, full in breast and hip, but not to the extent of his grandmother's amazing body. Her strawberry blonde hair was held up in a clip, keeping it off her neck in the heat, and she was dressed in a skirt and a tight blouse that showed her figure to great effect. It was her standard outfit for showing properties to potential homeowners.

Suddenly, a mental image of his mother lying supine before him, her naked body writhing on clean sheets, made him blink hard and shake his head vigorously. Geez, this thing with Grandma is making me lose my mind, he thought. Jace turned away, trying to force the image from his mind. "Sounds good. Let's eat in the dining room."

Jace poured a couple of IPAs into glasses and walked into the dining room, which was just barely functional, with one end still filled with the boxes he'd moved in with. Tanya had unwrapped her sub and was freeing a large dill pickle from its bag. The image of his mother sitting with his cock in her hand with a lascivious smile came unbidden to his mind, and he sat and drained half of his beer at once.

Tanya smiled. "Someone's thirsty." She pushed her son's sandwich over to him. "Are you hungry too?"

Oh fuuuuck, Jace thought to himself as he imagined being on his knees with his face buried between his mother's shapely thighs. Fuck, I'm going insane, he thought.

His mother picked up her bottle and tipped it back before smiling, with a little dribble of beer glistening from the corner of her mouth. "So, are you seeing anyone?"

***

"What in the world is wrong with you?" Cathy asked. "You're like a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs." Her dark eyes bored into his as they stood in the front room of Cathy's bungalow.

Jace sighed and lied his ass off. The thing with his grandmother, he just didn't know how to explain it to her. Then there was the phone call with Trevor, and the weird lunch with his mother, and now Cathy was standing in front of him in a black lace, halter topped bodysuit with a sheer robe. Her patent leather fuck-me pumps completed her ensemble and if she wasn't the most fuckable woman he'd ever seen, then no woman ever would be. And finally, the fact that they were waiting for two more couples for a night of debauchery had his anxiety dialed up to eleven, like the amplifier in This is Spinal Tap.

"I don't know. I just get a little nervous before meeting your friends. I want them to like me," he said.

Cathy couldn't help but smile. "And why is that so important to you?"

He walked up to her and took her by her upper arms. "Because I want to be with you. I want them to see me as more than just your boy-toy."

The curvy blonde laughed, but it wasn't sincere. "That again," she said. Her face softened. "Listen, you know I care for you, and I'm not planning on cutting you loose anytime soon." She leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "So what do you say we put a pin in this subject and revisit it later on? Maybe when we aren't expecting company we're going to have sex with?"

Jace laughed and hugged her tightly. "But," Cathy added. "If, on the off chance, we were to... perhaps... formalize things... you'd still be cool swinging with me, right?"

He pulled back and held her at arm's length, surprise written on his face. "I...," he began but never got to finish as there was a knock at the door.

***

Lloyd and Connie entered first, and Jace got a good look at them both. His first thought was that there was never a fellow who looked less like a 'Lloyd' in his life. The enormous man was built like an NFL linebacker, with sandy blonde hair and a neatly trimmed mustache that drooped below the corners of his mouth. He looked like the sort of guy who would have a nickname like 'Action' in front of a masculine sounding name. "Action Lloyd" simply didn't work. The big man wore a nice pair of slacks and a button-down shirt.

'Action' Lloyd's wife was even more of a head turner. Jace was positive the beautiful redhead was six feet tall in her heels, with the athletic build of a basketball player. For a couple in their forties, they were very impressive. She wore a skintight, green body-con dress and matching slingbacks that made her legs look amazing, like a runway model. He had no problem imagining her as a Vegas showgirl.

When Susie and Mitch entered, and everyone was settled in the living room, Jace helped Cathy serve wine and snacks. His eyes kept returning to Connie, to find her eyes on him. The smile she sent his way made his heart race, and she wasn't shy about it. It was Connie who got things started.

"So Cathy, it's been ages since we've seen you, but I must say, your taste in men has certainly improved."

Cathy paused halfway to the living room, embarrassed and unsure of how to respond. Her ex-husband was the last person she wanted to think about on a night like this. The humiliation of what she went through was still too fresh.

Realizing she'd made a faux pas, Connie rose quickly and walked up to her friend. "What I mean is, Jace is very handsome and you make a great couple."

Jace chose that moment to interject as he walked by. "Thank you." He gave Cathy a meaningful look. "I couldn't agree more."

Connie's eyes went wide. "So your young Lothario wants to be more than just fuck-buddies, eh?"

Cathy frowned. "Yes, and thanks so much for bringing it up," she said sarcastically. The room burst into laughter, but the tall red-head changed the subject to save Cathy further embarrassment.

"So, what does our host have in store for us tonight?" Connie asked. In their little naughty swinging circle, it was customary for the host to come up with a fun way of choosing the evenings couplings.

Diverted to more enjoyable thoughts, Cathy grinned wickedly and pulled a short stack of Uno playing cards from the bodice of her lingerie. She instantly had the attention of everyone in the room. "So, I thought we would all draw a card alphabetically. There are numbers one through six and a couple of wildcards. Whichever number you draw is your partner for the evening. The names are alphabetical, with me being number one and Susie being number six."

Connie looked at her slyly. "That also means you get first draw."

Cathy feigned surprise. "Is that right? Well, isn't that unexpected? It was completely unintentional, I assure you."

Everyone laughed, and the mood in the room improved as Cathy handed the stack to Susie, who smiled and began shuffling the cards. She fanned them out and Cathy bit her lip as she reached forward and pulled a card. She turned it over and her face fell. "Fuck." She revealed it to the group. It was a yellow SKIP card. "Just my luck."

Connie bounced and cheered. "Woo-hoo! I get first pick." She reached forward and chose a card, her eyes lighting up when she saw it. With a wicked grin, she revealed the DRAW TWO wildcard to the group. "Looks like I'm going to have a fantastic night!"

Lloyd smiled at his wife. "So who are you going to choose, babe?"

Connie glanced around and then her eyes settled on Cathy. "Honey, I have really missed you. You really get me and I was hoping we'd end up together tonight. She glanced at Jace and then back at her husband. I'm taking Cathy and Jace."

Susie's face lit up. "Does that mean I get... Mitch and Lloyd? All night long?" she asked, reminding everyone that the evening was a sleepover.

Cathy smiled. "Well, technically, it would be Lloyd's draw, but there's a chance he could draw Mitch's card, leaving you without a partner." All three of them frowned deeply, especially the two men.

"Yeah, that's not happening," Mitch said with a wry expression, glancing at Lloyd. "He's not my type."

"Nevermind!" Susie exclaimed, grabbing both men's arms and pulling them towards the hallway that led to the bedrooms. "I'm happy to make the sacrifice and save these guys from an awkward evening."

Cathy, Jace and Connie laughed as the trio disappeared down the hallway, hearing Mitch laugh and yell, "Our hero!"

Jace smiled and looked at the two gorgeous MILFs that he was about to have sex with to find the two women staring into one another's eyes. "Connie darling?" Cathy said in a questioning tone.

He was stunned when the tall redhead sighed and dropped her chin to her chest. "Yes, mistress?"

Cathy threw her young lover a wink and then looked back at Connie, whose entire body was stooped and relaxed, her eyes on the carpet. "Jace, would you please undress our little fuckdoll? Leave the heels, but take everything else."

Jace's heart rate skyrocketed as he stepped up to Connie, who met his eyes for just a moment. Looking at the well put together woman, he'd never have guessed she was a submissive. She had the bearing of a woman who understood authority and responsibility and he'd imagined her as a company CEO or something along those lines.

Connie's dress was knit with a strapless bodice and he could easily pull it down over her enticing pink breasts that sported the most beautiful tan lines, and slide the dress down her body. The woman had come prepared, without underwear of any sort.

"Look at the slut, Jace. She's just so ready to get fucked she didn't even wear panties." Connie's breasts were medium-sized and her areolas were broad and dark. There was a triangle of red hair above her pussy, and Jace couldn't wait to feel her pubic hair on his nose.

Cathy took Connie's hand and led her into the master bedroom, without saying a word. Jace entered afterward and closed the door before flipping on the fan above the bed. Connie was led to the edge of the bed and, without being told, she sank to her knees. Cathy caressed her face and sighed. "I have missed you too, my beautiful slut. We are going to use you, like the little whore you are, all night long."

Jace heard Connie inhale deeply in anticipation, and she tucked her hands behind her back in complete submission.

Cathy looked at her young lover and pointed to the dressing chair in the room's corner. "Why don't you have a seat and let two old friends get reacquainted, Jace. I'll call you when we're ready for you." She smiled when Jace nodded like his head was on a loose hinge. "Good boy. Now enjoy the show."

Jace watched his beloved Cathy sit on the very edge of the bed with her legs splayed wide. With a flick of her wrist, the snaps in the crotch of her body suit were popped and Cathy's gorgeous bald cunt lay open for admiration. "Come here, my little fuckslut and lick mommy's pussy. Get it all ready for Jace's hard cock."

Connie crawled forward and Jace began hearing wet sounds as Connie licked for all she was worth. The angle didn't let Jace see her tongue work, but he had an amazing view of Connie's ass that wiggled enticingly and her legs were spread wide. He could see her slickness dripping in shiny strings onto the carpet and he wanted to lie on his back beneath to receive it.

Without taking his eyes from the spectacle, Jace undressed and was ignored by the two mature beauties who were lost in their debaucherous world. Cathy's head hung back and her right hand was twisted into Connie's beautiful, wavy red hair. Cathy's hips twerked, ensuring Connie's tongue bathed her from her perineum to her clit.

Jace took a chance that he would be forgiven and moved to the bedside and knelt on the floor at the corner of the bed. From that angle, he could see Connie's talented tongue slipping into Cathy's vagina. He wanted desperately to stroke his cock, but didn't want to disappoint his paramour when she finally called upon him to fuck her.

Cathy moaned loudly and finally raised her head to find Jace on his knees, with his eyes focused on her pussy. "So, my little boy-toy wants to be on his knees before mommy too? Isn't that sweet?" She pushed Connie's head backward to admire the slickness on the redheaded beauty's face. "Why don't we give him a turn, sweetie?"

Connie nodded. "Yes. Mommy."

The term brought an image of his own mother to Jace's mind. He imagined Tanya sitting in his grandmother's place, with a gleaming hairless pussy waiting for his tongue. Jace shook his head and slipped between Connie and the bed. Cathy was on her back, her hands pulling her knees towards her chest, baring her slick pussy for him. He grabbed twin handfuls of the old coverlet that Cathy put on the bed when she was entertaining and pushed his tongue into her.

After a couple of minutes, he felt Connie's body against his back and her hands hugged his body to hers. He felt her lips on the back of his neck and shoulders. "Oh, to have a fit young man in our group. I'm going to really enjoy you," she whispered.

Jace straightened and twisted his torso to pull Connie in for a fierce kiss. They moaned into each other's mouths and tasted Cathy's pussy on each other's lips.

"Oh, my little fuck-toys enjoying each other. That's so sexy." Jace turned back to Cathy to see her smiling at him. "I'm ready for that cock now, Jace. I want you to fuck me like I'm yours."

Incensed by her mention of the one thing he wanted more than anything, he rose and stepped over her hips with his right leg, setting his foot alongside her torso. His hard cock hung above her body and she realized the position she was in. Apparently, so did Connie, as she rose behind him and lifted Cathy's legs into the air, spreading them wide.

"That's it, boy. Make sure she walks funny for a few days." Connie whispered in his ear. With a wicked grin, Jace pointed his cock down and bent his knees, lowering his body towards Cathy's. Her eyes grew wide as his cock pushed into her pussy with a lewd, wet sound. He entered her slowly, trying to delay the delicious moment when he was fully sheathed within her.

"Oh, Jace," she moaned as he paused about halfway in. "You're such a tease."

"I love to tease you, because you're mine." He replied with a knowing smile she didn't miss. Their eyes met, and both realized the definitive moment that was upon them.

Jace bent his knees and pushed his cock deeper, reveling in the look of ecstasy that came over her face as her jaw dropped open. When he felt her pelvic muscles squeeze his full length, he asked. "You are mine, aren't you?"

Suddenly, he straightened and then relaxed. Sliding out and then dropping back into her, making her gasp her reply. "Oh! Yes, baby! I'm yours." Cathy wailed finally, her eyes blazing. With joy in his heart, he began pounding into Cathy's slick cunt, feeling her hands squeeze his legs as he brought a grunt from her lips every time his cock pistoned into her.

He was so fucking aroused; he knew he wasn't going to last long. "Connie, come over here and suck on Mommy's tits," he said, taking a cue from the vibe in the room. He felt the redhead's hands on his body as she came around him, letting Cathy's legs fall to the mattress. Jace paused in his efforts, letting Connie get into position. The sight of Connie's tongue flicking at his woman's nipples was astounding. He'd dreamed of having a threesome with Cathy and another woman since she'd first asked him to swing with her and he was hoping this would be the first of many.

"Fuck me, baby!" Cathy wailed, and he felt her nails on the skin of his thighs urging him to resume his efforts. He bent his knees again and pounded into her as he watched Connie's hand slide down over Cathy's stomach until her fingers were flicking at her engorged clit.

"Oh, God, Jace. Don't stop, just keep on! Don't change, I'm going to... oh baby!" Cathy cried out, her back and ass torquing off the bedspread. When her curvy mature body relaxed on the mattress, Jace moaned. "Oh, I'm so fucking close, babe!"

Without being told, Connie fell over Cathy's body and took Jace's cock into her warm mouth. "Oh fuck, yes!" Jace groaned and slid his hand into her gorgeous red hair. "Suck it, slut."

Connie whimpered around her mouthful and he again marveled at how submissive Connie was and the way she reacted to being spoken to as if she were a common whore. "That's so good, don't stop. I'm going to cum right down your lovely throat."

Just as his cock swelled in her mouth, Connie pulled back and grasped his shaft in her left hand, tugging powerfully until he erupted all over Cathy's big tits and face. It was something he'd thought about, but never asked to do to her, hoping she would one day ask him.

Cathy laughed and licked at a glob of cum that had landed on her upper lip before smiling at Connie. "Lick this cum off of me, slut."

Jace sighed, relaxed on the bed and watched the two MILFs make out and enjoy his cum between them, while stroking his cock gently, knowing it wouldn't take long to get hard again at this rate. When Cathy spotted him, she got a wicked gleam in her eye.

"Would you like to give our little slut a fucking she'll never forget, Jace?"

Jace heard Connie gasp, and he replied. "Don't threaten me with a good time. How shall we do it?"

Cathy pushed the tall woman off her and looked at her young lover. "Lie here and let her straddle you." Then she looked at Connie. "Rub your pussy in him until he is nice and hard again." Connie nodded and smiled with an ecstatically hopeful look, as if she suspected what might happen. Cathy rolled out of the bed as the two lovers got into position.

Their eyes met as Connie's slick pussy lips slid over his cock and Jace instinctively reached up and grasped her tits, letting his thumbs roll over her erect nipples. Connie sighed. "I think you are just what she needs, Jace. Don't you screw this up and hurt her or I will see that you regret it."

Jace nodded enthusiastically, realizing this was the second time he'd been threatened in as many days. Her blue eyes met his. "Do you love her?" Connie asked. He inhaled deeply. This was the first time the 'L-word' had been brought up.

"Okay, my pretties, it's time to get busy." Jace's moment of honesty was interrupted when they both looked over and spotted Cathy standing outside her closet, naked but for a black nylon harness holding a six-inch pink dildo. Jace felt Connie shudder against his body.

Jace grinned. "Is she going to put that in your ass, slut?" The lovely woman nodded, energetically lowering her body to his, and angling her pelvis to accept his cock in her hole. He slipped in without trouble and she sat upon him, feeling his hardness fill her. "Can I cum inside you?" Jace asked softly as they both felt Cathy move onto the bed.

Connie nodded again. "Yes, please. After Dana was born, I had my tubes tied."

"Are you ready for my cock in your tight little ass, slut?" They heard Cathy ask from the foot of the bed.

Connie whimpered. "Yes, Mommy." Jace heard a lubricant being squirted from a bottle and grabbed Connie's hips, bracing her body. The redhead was already sweating, and she shuddered and bit her bottom lip as Jace heard wet, syrupy sounds. From his back, he could see Cathy's right arm pistoning, pushing her fingers into Connie's ass.

"Oh, Mommy," Connie wailed and Jace felt her pelvic muscles squeezing his cock tightly. And the grip just got tighter as he felt the dildo enter Connie. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," she moaned, her eyes locked on Jace's.

Jace gripped her hips tightly and then pistoned up inside her dripping pussy, making the stuffed woman wail loudly. "Oh, that's it. Fuck my pussy with my ass filled. God, it's so fucking good!"

Cathy leaned over Connie's back, and her hand grabbed a handful of red hair. Her eyes met Jace's. "Are you ready, love?"

He smiled widely at Cathy's slip of the tongue and nodded, torquing his hips upward, filling Connie's pussy again, which was immediately followed by Cathy doing the same. It took a little practice, but they figured out a rhythm that drove their lover wild as her holes were alternatingly emptied and filled with cocks.

Jace lost count of Connie's orgasms that shook them all until Jace coated her pussy walls with a massive load of cum. The three of them collapsed onto the bed afterward, sweaty and spent.

***

Jace awoke the next morning and found himself alone with Connie in the bed. It was a little after seven. He slid out of bed, took care of his aching bladder and left the room, not bothering to dress. Jace was halfway to the living room when he heard a woman whimpering. He slowed and took more care to walk quietly until he saw Cathy on her back on the sofa. There was a towel beneath her and Lloyd's long, thick cock was easing in and out of her pussy. His equipment, Jace saw, was impressive, and Cathy was in the throes of an orgasm, with her fingers gripped tightly around his forearms.

Jace himself had always been pleased with the cock he'd been blessed with somewhere between medium and large, but enough so that buying loose pants wasn't always a concern. He took a moment to enjoy Cathy's expression. This is what it would be, to be in a relationship with her. After her divorce, monogamy was never again going to be something she would be constrained by. Not when such pleasures were available.

Jace watched Lloyd's back arch as his massive hands gripped Cathy's thighs and knew the big man was leaving his load deep inside his what? Partner? Girl friend?

Considering the red-haired beauty that was sleeping not far away having been filled with two loads of his cum and the fact that he was also fucking his grandmother, he couldn't find the selfishness in him to mind. This is going to work, he thought to himself, before he turned and let the lovers recover unobserved.

Connie was stretching on the bed when he walked back in. Her lovely body writhed under the sheet, and her red hair was fanned out on the pillow. She smiled at Jace and batted her eyes at him. "I can guess where Cathy is right now." Connie held her hands out for him and Jace laughed and slipped back into the sheets with her. "She never lets Lloyd leave without getting that big cock in her."

The lovely redhead pulled him to her and kissed him. Jace opened his mouth and her tongue slipped in to touch his. She broke the kiss with a smack and then laid back and her right hand slipped beneath the sheet to find Jace's cock, which was already semi-hard. "I could do with a nice, slow morning screw myself. Think you can handle that?"

Jace knelt and pulled her right leg toward him, falling between them to place a kiss over her vulva. He looked up into her eyes. "Can do."

***

Cathy's guests had all brought overnight bags and the six of them were gathered in the kitchen and dining room in comfortable morning-after clothes. He glanced at Susie and the lovely Asian woman appeared to be walking a little funny, but she couldn't stop smiling to save her life.

Breakfast for six hungry people is a chore, and Cathy had eggs and bacon frying while Jace kept the waffle maker going.

"So," Connie began. "Since the slave block was such a success, the swinger groups in the area are starting to come together. I exchanged phone numbers with the guy that I was with there. A young blonde named Charles, and he and his wife, Iris, contacted us and want to have a little fun."

Jace froze with his food halfway to his mouth. All at once, the goings on with his grandmother just poked its head into another part of his life. The conversation continued and drifted into several subjects, but Jace didn't hear a word.

***

"Cathy, we need to talk," Jace said after the last of the guests had left. He needed to get this off his chest.

Cathy's face softened. "Listen, I know I said some things last night, and I meant them, but can you give me more time to get my head around this, before we start picking out curtains together?" She sighed deeply. "Not to mention having to explain this to Trevor."

Jace smiled thinly but didn't meet her eyes. Whatever was bothering him, she realized, it wasn't about their relationship. At least not directly. "Babe? What is it?" she asked.

She watched her young lover sigh and settle on the ottoman. "Do you remember the woman I was with at the slave block event? The one in the kimono style robe?" Cathy nodded. "I didn't realize it until we were leaving, but..." Jace continued and told her what he'd deduced in the hotel parking lot.

"Your grandmother?!" Cathy exclaimed in awe. "Luscious, is your mother's mom?"

Jace nodded. "Yes. And that's not the half of it." He told her the rest right down to the foursome with Charlie and Iris. Ten minutes later, they sat in silence. He waited for Cathy to speak first, and he didn't have to wait long.

"Well, if you're wondering if I'm mad. I'm not," she said finally. "Luscious is a local legend in swinging circles around here. Has been for decades. I didn't know it was her at the event, but I'm a little jealous, frankly."

Jace shook his head in amazement. "It doesn't, you know, weird you out? The incest thing?"

Cathy grinned. "Sweetie, there is far more of that sort of thing between consenting adults than people think. It was your grandfather's brother that got us into swinging in the first place. He and I aren't blood related, but it would certainly be called taboo by most folks."

Wiping his hand over his mouth, he pondered her revelation. "Uncle Scott? I never would have imagined it." They were silent again for a few minutes.

"My grandmother, I mean Luscious, would like to meet you." Jace said finally.

***

Jace was all butterflies the following Sunday. The previous week had been pure hell, receiving texts every day from Cathy and his grandmother. Amber had no end of questions about Jace's new girlfriend.

As he turned onto the country road, his grandfather passed him in his van, in the other direction, with a wave. Off to his evening of football with his pals. Jace felt so weird waving to his grandfather, unsure of just how much the man knew about what had happened two weeks ago. Jace was early, hoping to have a long chat with Amber before Cathy arrived, and was surprised to find Cathy's sedan already in the driveway. He bit his lip and fumed, knowing this was his grandmother's doing. She was a master at machinations, as she had so readily proved to date.

When he stepped into the house, he was further shocked to find both women laughing uproariously on the sofa. There was an open bottle of wine and Cathy was topless, wearing only a pair of maroon yoga pants and a pair of wedge heeled sandals.

"There he is! The man of the hour!" Amber exclaimed as she smiled at her grandson. Cathy giggled and wiped something from her neck with a clean towel.

"What in the world is going on here?" Jace asked with a surprised chuckle.

Amber shrugged with a feigned innocent look. "For some reason, Cathy arrived two hours early and the three of us were just getting acquainted!"

Jace blinked. "Three of you? You mean grandpa...?"

The gray-haired beauty was dressed in a formfitting sundress and she walked up to him with open arms. "Of course. When he told Cathy he was headed out for his evening, your girlfriend offered him a blowjob for the road."

The hits just keep on coming, Jace thought. Now that he thought of it, his grandfather had been smiling broadly when they passed.

Cathy smiled. "It seemed like the thing to do. I like to make a good first impression."

Amber walked behind him and pushed Jace toward the sofa. "Sit down next to her, Jace. I want to see the two of you together." Awkwardly, he did as she said, feeling weirdly like he was introducing his prom date to his parents.

"Yes. I like it. You two look good together." Amber said after studying the couple for a minute. "The cougar and her young cub. A tale as old as time."

Jace couldn't help but smile, and Cathy laughed delightedly. Amber walked around and sat down on the other side of Cathy, picking up her half-full wineglass. Jace noted that the bottle was already empty. Knowing a little booze would make this evening less awkward, for him at the least, he rose. "Shall I get us another bottle?"

***

Tanya turned onto her parent's street and squinted to see the cars in their driveway. After another hundred feet, she recognized her son's gold Toyota SUV, but the other sedan, she didn't know. The brunette smiled, knowing her son would be happy to share in the fruits of her recent success as well. She glanced at the passenger side floor and could smell the foil wrapped baby back pork ribs that she had smoked overnight in her new smoker. Tanya had gone a little overboard, but when she spotted them on sale, she just had to fill the entire cooker.

After pulling in behind the mystery sedan and getting out, Tanya took a moment, as she often did, to take in the quiet of the rural home where she had grown up. The silence was broken only by the wind, birdsong and the chirp of crickets in her dad's manicured lawn.

Leaving the food in the car, she thumbed the door latch and stepped inside. When she closed the door behind her, the outside noises were cut off, and she was surprised by the emptiness and silence. She shrugged and walked to the staircase and her foot froze on the first riser.

Now the silence was broken by the sounds of passion. Truth be told, this wasn't the first time she'd caught her parents in a compromising situation. She'd known about her parents' extracurricular sexual activities since she had dropped out of college and came home unexpectedly to find them in bed with two other couples.

Her body trembled from head to toe, knowing this wasn't just some like-minded friends she was in bed with, but her son. She took a step, then another and another, hearing the panting and bodies slapping together. One more step, she knew, and she would be high enough to see over the edge of the top stair and through the door into her parent's room.

With a deep sigh that seemed to come from her very soul, she stepped up and froze. The first time, she had seen her father naked, pounding into a strange woman, doggy style. The sweat of their energetic coupling had shone on their taut bodies. Tanya had watched the woman's breasts undulate with each impact and seen the look of ecstasy on her face.

In a moment of near cosmic déjà vu, the same image was before her, except it wasn't her father and an unnamed woman. It was Jace and her mother. Her son had his fist wrapped in his grandmother's gray hair as he thrust forcefully into her mature body. A platinum blonde woman knelt beside him, and they were kissing feverishly, her hands roaming over his sweaty chest. Tonya blinked hard as she recognized her.

Cathy had been all over the news for a long while, thanks to her ex-husband's crimes, but she remembered her from years ago at PTA events. Tanya knew Jace had sold her home for her and had graciously accepted only a token commission. Apparently, their relationship had gone much further than that.

"Does that mature pussy feel good, baby?" Cathy purred at her young lover.

Jace grunted with exertion and nodded, gazing into Cathy's eyes. They kissed again and Amber began to wail and her hands clawed up two handfuls of bedsheet. "Oh, fuck! I'm going to cum, Jace! Don't... ugh... don't stop. Don't change anything!" Amber's face fell to the sheet between her hands and she panted heavily.

Tanya watched in awe as her son hammered into her mother, his face shining like a god of Olympus as painted by an ancient master on a chapel wall. He was a man. A man capable of bringing such pleasure to her mother, who had known how many lovers?

Amber's orgasmic scream echoed down the staircase as Tanya watched her mother's body shudder uncontrollably on the enormous fourposter bed.

"Oh, Luscious!" Jace cried out, his face strained as if he were lifting a barbell beyond his strength.

"That's it, babe. Fill that pretty pussy up with another load and you can watch me lick it from her!" Cathy purred like a kitten waiting for a saucer of milk.

Jace's eyes met Cathy's and his hands tightened up on Amber's hips. "Oh, Cathy!" the young man groaned as his movements got jerky and uncoordinated and Tanya knew he was cumming inside his grandmother's oversexed pussy!

After several thrusts, Jace's body relaxed and his hands slid lovingly down Amber's back to her shoulders. He brought his face down and he laid a tender kiss in the middle of her back and rested his forehead on her sweaty skin.

"I think it will be very difficult sharing my boyfriend with you, Luscious. But I'm willing to make the sacrifice," Cathy said with a giggle.

Amber pulled her right arm in and fell to her side, tumbling Jace onto the sheet behind her. "So very generous of you, sweetie. I'm sure the time I spent licking your pussy had nothing to do with it."

Jace turned to look at Cathy with a wide smile, and as he did, his gaze swept past the open doorway. His mind did a momentary pause, rewind, play, and he did a double take on the stairs. His eyes met his mother's across the distance.

"Oh, shit." Jace said, his voice just barely a whisper. His mother's eyes grew wide and then what he could see of her, her hair, eyes and nose, disappeared.

"No!" Jace cried, and he scrambled to his knees, trying to get traction to propel himself forward, but the red silk sheets were sticking to his legs and he made little headway.

He heard Cathy cry, "What the hell are you doing?" as he tumbled forward off the side of the bed with a thud. In a flash, he was moving, taking the stairs in three bounds to land on all fours at the edge of the living room. The front door stood open, and he could hear his mother's car starting. By the time he got to the door, she was halfway down the drive, her front tires digging ruts in the gravel as she sped backward.

Jace leaned naked against the door frame and watched the teal Subaru drive off. Cathy and Amber arrived just in time to spy the fleeing vehicle.

"Jace, what the fuck is going on? Who was that?!" Cathy nearly shouted in her panic.

Amber held her hand to her mouth. "That was my daughter."

Cathy was incredulous. "That was Tanya?" When Amber nodded, Cathy's shoulders fell. "Well, fuck."

***

Ten minutes later, Jace came down dressed and Amber was trying to dial her phone. "I'll call her and explain everything!"

Jace set his hand over the phone. "No, I've got to do this face to face, if she'll speak to me." He kissed both women and left, not sparing the horses.

***

When Jace pulled up to his parent's driveway, he breathed a sigh of relief that his father's BMW wasn't there. He nearly sprinted to the door and found the screened storm door locked, but the front door open. Through the screen he could see into the house, but it was full of shadows, lit only by the last rays of sunlight coming through the back windows.

"Mom! Open the door!" he called into the house. "Mom!"

A silhouette appeared about twenty feet into the home. "Go away, Jace. I can't... I can't do this now!"

"C'mon, Mom. Let's talk about this. I know it's weird but..."

"Jace, just go! I'll call you when I'm ready to talk to you!" Tanya yelled. He looked at the storm door and knew he could probably pull it hard enough to pop the latch, but that's not how he wanted to start this talk.

"I..." he began and then sighed. "Okay, Mom. I'm so sorry you had to find out this way." Jace left.

***

Jace stared at the text on his phone at 8 am, four days later.

Mom - What time are you free today?

He thought for a moment and then replied that he had a showing at noon but was free all morning. He waited, barely breathing, waiting for her reply.

Mom - Meet me on the Sprite in an hour.

***

The morning storm clouds seemed a mirror to how Jace felt that morning. With the most anxiety he'd ever felt in his life, which when you factored in the last few weeks was saying a lot, Jace drove into the marina. He parked and got out. On a Thursday morning, it was quiet, with only the lapping of the water on the seawall, the cries of seagulls and the ever present clink of carabiners tapping on the aluminum masts of the many sailboats.

The Sea Sprite was in her slip at the very end of the dock and at a distance he could see his parents' thirty-two foot Bayliner cabin cruiser. The blue Bimini top on the flybridge was zipped-up tight, but he could see the door to the cabin was open. A hook from the bulkhead behind kept it such, despite the waves of the incoming tide.

The boat had an open area in back for fishing, and the rest of the main deck was enclosed. "Permission to come aboard?" he said loudly enough to be heard even if his mother was below decks.

The windows were all tinted, but he could see his mother's silhouette inside as she walked to the door. She stepped into the doorway in a faded blue coverup he'd seen her wear a thousand times. Her strawberry-blonde hair was worn loose, and he blinked when he saw her face. Her eye makeup was dark and smokey and her lipstick was a deep blood red. Both shades were very atypical of the petite brunette, who favored pinks and pale blues in her makeup.

Tanya gave him a hesitant smile. "C'mon hun. Come on in and close the door behind you," she glanced up at the cloud filled sky. "It looks like rain."

The main deck inside was an L-shaped sitting area with a table across from the bridge console and helm chair. He found his mother sitting behind the table and she nodded at the chair behind the wheel. "I came out here to get a little sun, but it doesn't look like Mother Nature is in my corner today."

Jace sat and grabbed his knees hard. "Mom, I don't know what to..."

The beautiful blonde just held up her hand and stopped him. "I have known about my mother and her... appetites for a long time. I don't know how you got tangled up in them, and I don't care. But Cathy Wright, that's Trevor's mom, right?"

Jace nodded, and she continued. "She's the latest MILF you're fucking, right?" His shocked expression must have been comical because Tanya laughed. "C'mon sweety, we both work in the same office, see the same people. You think I don't hear the rumors?"

He flexed his hands and frowned deeply. "It's not like that. We're... we're in a relationship."

Tanya smiled. "A relationship where you are having threesomes with your grandmother." It was a statement, not a question. She shuddered and looked down at the deck.

"Mom, I..."

"You know, I almost cheated on your father. Twice," she said, interrupting him and giving his shocked expression a wan smile. She slid from the couch and stood in front of her son, perhaps four feet away. "But I didn't. I stopped myself at the last minute, both times."

"Why?" was all Jace could think to ask.

Tanya chuckled. "Why did I stop myself or why did I want to?"

Shrugging, Jace squirmed on the seat. "Both. Either. I don't know."

She sighed and took a step closer to her son. "I think the answer to both is the same. Your dad, he's just about the perfect husband. Handsome, hardworking, loving, successful, and a good father."

"Just about?" Jace echoed.

Tanya nodded. "There is something he does not give me, something I've missed deeply since we've been together." She took another step closer to him. "I've asked him. Many times, but it's something that's quite beyond him, I think. He's too good, too loving."

Jace was out of his depth and shook his head. "To do what?"

His mother's face was sober and a little sad. "To fuck me like an animal." Her eyes narrowed and met his. "The way you fucked her." Tanya stepped up and her son's knees touched up under her ribs and she set her hands down on his thighs. He wore a board style swimsuit with a T-shirt and flip-flops, something that wouldn't look out of place at the marina. Her fingers slipped beneath the hem of his shorts and he caught his breath.

"The way you fucked my mother."

Jace tried to explain it, the same way Amber had explained it to him. "We're just two consenting adults. She can't have any more children. It's safe and harmless."

"But it took a while to come around to the idea, didn't it?"

Jace nodded, and she smiled. "My mother can be quite persuasive, to get what she wants. Or who she wants."

Her hands slipped further under the fabric. "Once you got your head around it, though, did you think of anyone else? Your Aunt Lori? Or my cousin Jennifer? They are both pretty hot, aren't they?"

Jace nodded, and her fingers tightened on his toned thighs. "How about me, baby?" she paused for effect, gazing into her son's eyes seductively. "Did you think about fucking your mother?"

She was so close now; her face was just inches away. She'd moved nearer without his noticing and he'd unconsciously opened his knees to let her get so. He could feel her warm breath on his skin.

"Yes."

He saw the small smile on his mother's face. Small but triumphant, and suddenly her lips were on his. Practically on their own, his hands grasped her by her upper arms and held her, kissing her the way he'd thought about in his dining room.

He broke the kiss, and they paused, their foreheads touching. "We shouldn't."

Tanya bent her neck and kissed him lightly again, and he felt her tongue on his bottom lip for a moment. "Why?"

"It's a different circumstance than with Grandma. Grandpa knows, or at least I think he does. With you... it would be cheating on dad."

Tanya shook her head. "No, with those men at the real estate agent's conference. That would have been cheating. Because it would have just been a selfish impulse that I would have deemed more important than our love, our family."

Her hand came up and caressed her son's cheek as her left slid deeper under the leg of his board shorts. "But with you, it wouldn't be, because it doesn't fly in the face of my love for your dad, because you exist because of our love."

Jace blinked hard, trying to see her train of thought. Tanya smiled. "And don't tell me you've never fucked a married woman before. I know what you did with Amy Reilly while you sent her husband on those home inspections."

Jace's face colored as their lips met again, and her hand fell to his. Tanya lifted his hand, bringing his fingers up to her full breast, and pressing it there. The feel of her nipple pushing into his palm confirmed what he'd suspected from the deep, uninterrupted plunge of the coverup's neckline. "Oh, Mom," he moaned, but his voice was full of doubt.

Tanya's left hand reached its goal, finding his cock and giving the hardening shaft a squeeze. "Call me something else if you need to, like you do her." His mother's hand stroked up his length, and she kissed his jaw. "Call me... Sapphire."

Their eyes met. "Please baby, I need this. I need you to use me, like I've wanted for so long. It will be okay with you. It won't be wrong. It will just be two people who love each other, making each other happy."

Tanya glanced around the cabin. "The Sprite will be our special place. It's quiet during the week. We could meet between showings." Their eyes met again and Jace found he couldn't say no to those blue eyes. "Sapphire," he whispered, enraptured by the lustful look on her face and the soft hand that was stroking his rock-hard cock.

She leaned in, their lips nearly touching. "Yes, I'll be your Sapphire and you can have me however you want. I saw what you did with her and I need that so badly. But it's gotta be our secret."

Their lips touched again and the remaining strands of his resolve snapped like tree branches in a hurricane. He slid to the edge of the cushion and pulled her body to his, feeling her breasts flatten against his chest. Her hand left his cock, and she hugged his body to hers, inhaling deeply as her tongue slipped between his lips, seeking his. "Take me!" Tanya wailed, as her son's mouth passionately devoured her neck. "Do it now!" she growled deep in her throat and he pushed her back, holding her at arm's length.

Jace's eyes blazed with desire, and he hooked his heels in the chair's footrest and lifted his butt off the cushion. Tanya didn't need to be told what to do. She grabbed the fabric at the pockets and drew the swim trunks down and off her son's thighs until they sat on the footrest. She smiled lustily when his cock sprang up, looking like it was hard enough to chip stone.

Jace grabbed his cock by the root, pointing it outward, and his other hand gripped his mother's shoulder. Tanya grasped the arms of the chair as her son's muscular arm pulled her down and she bent willingly and happily, whining like an animal as his turgid cock filled her mouth until it butted against the back of her throat, making her gag a bit. He held her there and moaned as Tanya relaxed her throat, fighting against her gag reflex. She pushed down further, determined to take her son's entire cock. Jace's voice was a growl when he spoke.

"That's it, Sapphire. Take it all like a good slut." Jace wondered if he had pushed the dominance thing too far, because the woman who had raised him wasn't the sort of woman you could push around. Loan agents, general contractors, inspectors. They all knew Tanya was a formidable woman and usually played square with her. When Tanya's hand dove under her coverup and began rubbing her crotch, he knew he hadn't.

Jace leaned against the seatback and his hands slid into his mother's strawberry blonde hair and watched her blood-red lips slide up and down on his shaft. Her tongue was bathing the bottom of his cock and he could feel her saliva and his precum dripping down over his balls. Tanya's right arm continued pistoning down, and he grinned as he reached down and grabbed her elbow. "Enough. We don't want you cumming too soon." Her frustrated whine made him feel powerful.

"Don't worry, Sapphire. I'm going to send that pussy home, wrecked."

Tanya raised her face and looked up at her handsome son. "Now?"

She was disappointed when he shook his head. "No. First, I'm going to cum down your pretty throat. I last a lot longer on the second go-round. I don't want to disappoint you."

With a goal in sight, Amber took her son's cock deep again, feeling her sons well trimmed pubic hair against her nose. She breathed in the scent of him. He smelled like a man. He smelled like his father. But the way he looked at her now was so different from the way his father did. His father, the mild-mannered, loving accountant. A good man in every respect, but absent any sort of animalistic urges. Their lovemaking had always been just that. Satisfying, yes, but not in every way she needed and over the years, the urges had only gotten stronger until she had nearly let men seduce her during real estate conferences in Miami.

She felt her son's body tense and his fingers tightened in her hair. Jace's hips lifted off the seat, and he bucked upward into her mouth. She suctioned her mouth around the head of his cock and grabbed the base with her right hand still slick from her own pussy juices. "That's it, baby. Cum for me," she whispered. "I'll always take care of you."

Jace moaned as his cock fired his hot cum over the back of his mother's tongue, his hips bucking hard off the seat. "Oh, fuuuucckkkk!" he cried, trying his best to keep his volume down, knowing there could be people on nearby boats. The windows were tinted, but not impossible to see through if the light was right on the inside.

Tanya straightened and licked a little cum from the corner of her mouth and reveled in the sight of her son catching his breath on his father's captain's chair.

Jace looked at his mother, and his eyes narrowed. Seeing the intensity in her son's gaze, Tanya took a step back and then another, and Jace slid off the chair. He straightened, lifted his shirt over his head and stepped out of his flip-flops. She caught her breath at the sight of her son's naked body. His semi-erect cock glistening with spit and cum. "That was very good, Mom. But now it's my turn."

Her body shook when he called her mom instead of Sapphire. There could be no doubt now. Tanya turned and darted down the short stairs into the galley and past the bathroom, into the stateroom. The arrowhead shaped berthing area was huge compared to the bed on the deck above when the table was removed and the cushions folded out. The space could easily sleep three and she shivered, remembering the fantasies she'd had regarding it. She turned and pulled her coverup over her head and let it fall to the deck as she watched her son stalk towards her.

Jace paused and just looked at his mother's naked body. Appearance was very important in real estate. Your face was on business cards and brochures, even the odd billboard or two, and Tanya kept herself in shape. She had her mother's curves, but her tits and hips were smaller, making her frame more youthful but no less alluring. He grinned wickedly as he stepped towards her again, not stopping until they were nose to nose.

"Oh, God, this is really going to happen, this is really going to happen!" she whispered and was elated when Jace nodded.

"I have thought of you, Mom. Ever since the first time with Grandma. She opened a door for us." Jace reached down and cupped his mother's vulva. "Just two consenting adults." His thumb stroked over her trimmed bush and the cesarean scar that he'd never seen but knew was there. The evidence of his troubled entrance to this world that had left his mother unable to bear him brothers and sisters.

Tanya shivered under his touch. Her pussy was dripping wet, the taboo of this forbidden coupling making her heart race like never before. Jace kissed her, softly, tenderly, then smiled and grasped her by the shoulders. She gasped as he turned her away from him and she felt him against her ass. His hands stole around her and grasped her tits firmly, rolling his thumbs over her erect nipples, making goosebumps rise on her arms. Without a word, he placed a hand between her shoulder blades and pushed her upper torso on to the bed.

Tanya stepped up on the riser and bent over, spreading her legs as much as the space would allow. She felt his muscular hands kneading the soft flesh of her ass and then spread them. "Look at that pretty pink pussy," he said with an intensity that made her heart beat faster yet. She felt his hands pull her cheeks apart, and she moaned when his nose planted in her tight little pucker and his tongue reached into her warm wetness as far as it could reach. Jace plunged it into her a few times, then licked her clit, turning little circles around it with the tip of his talented tongue. "Oh, fuck, Jace. That feels sooooo... good," she breathed and her hands clawed up the bedsheets she'd brought from the house in the hopes she would end up in just such a position. She lost herself in the euphoria of her son's ministrations. Tanya lifted her head when she felt his fingers probing around her opening and whined with her need.

"Oh, God, baby. I need that hard cock in me. Don't tease me," she whined.

Suddenly, she felt her son's teeth on her ass. "Be quiet and be a good slut or I'll leave a mark on your ass that you'll have to hide from dad."

"You wouldn't dare!" she gasped.

His voice from behind chilled her. "Try me."

Jace didn't wait for a response, pushing two fingers into her dripping cunt with a lewd wet sound. When his index and middle finger were as deep inside her as he could reach, he pistoned out and then in her again, bringing a deep grunt from her lips. As his fingers caressed over her G-spot, Tanya relaxed into the mattress.

"Any more complaints, Mom?" Jace said with a chuckle, watching his mother shake her head vigorously. He pulled his fingers out and sucked them into his mouth before sliding them back into her. Her juices were tart with a deep musk that reminded him not a little of Luscious.

He knelt behind her and gave her ass a kiss before wrapping his left arm around his mother's thigh. Tanya moaned as she realized what her son was about to do.

Jace started slow. Slowly in, slowly out, and was rewarded with the needy whine from his mother's open mouth. Slowly, he picked up speed and force that left Tanya gasping with every stroke. All at once, Jace's fingers curled onto her G-spot and his left hand rose to slide between her pussy lips and run roughshod over her clit.

A confirmed agnostic, his mother began calling out to a god she was never truly sure she believed in and then taking his or her name in vain, repeatedly.

"Oh, Jesus, Jace! Oh, my fucking... God! Don't stop, oh please don't stop! I'm gonna, I'm gonna..."

It was all Jace could do to keep from crying out in pain when his mother's thighs clamped down on his hand and felt her pelvic floor muscles gripping his fingers viselike. "Oh, Gooooodddddd!" Tanya cried, a little too loudly for Jace's liking, but he was as lost in the moment as she was. When she relaxed, Jace left her gasping on the mattress, turned and unlatched the stateroom door from the bulkhead and closed it tightly.

Tanya lifted her head in alarm as she felt the bulbous head of her son's cock pushing through her inner labia. "No, baby. I'm too... I'm too sensitive right now. Give me a few..."

Jace didn't give her time to finish the statement, pushing his cock inside her in three forceful thrusts. Tanya's jaw dropped open and her fingers released the sheets and spread wide as her son's cock, his beautiful cock, stretched and filled her. "Oh, Jesus!" she wailed as she felt his body lean over hers and his hand grip the back of her neck tightly. With his other hand on her hip, Jace gave his mother what she wanted and began pounding into her pussy relentlessly. Every time the front of his thighs met the back of hers, it brought a little scream from her lips. "Oh, honey, it's too much, no don't..." she began, but her cries were soon reduced to a stream of unintelligible gibberish as she pressed her face into the sheets, screaming out her pleasure into the mattress.

Jace grinned at the sight of his mother's ass bouncing with every thrust, and wished he could leave a mark on them. A bite or a red hand mark, but didn't dare.

"OH, JACE!" she screamed into the bed and he felt her legs shaking uncontrollably as she came from her son's pounding cock. The strength seemed to leave her knees, and she relaxed with a big exhale.

Jace stepped back and grasped his mother's thighs and lifted her up and onto the mattress. Tanya rolled onto her back and watched as the animal she craved, the animal she raised, crawled up on the bed, his wet cock glistening with her juices.

Tanya opened her legs and held her hands out toward her son. "C'mon," she breathed and embraced her son as she felt his shaft fill her again. She pulled him close and wrapped her legs around his ass. "Do it," she grunted as Jace began flexing his hips, burying his length in her again and again. Their bodies were so close, and she felt his weight on her body, the heat that was building between them. Tanya sank her teeth into her son's shoulder and screamed as another orgasm rolled through her petite body.

"Don't stop! Oh, don't stop!" She wailed. "Fill me up! Fill my pussy up... ugh!"

Just as she said it, Jace felt it beginning to happen and slowed his roll, wanting it to last. "No baby, don't. Please don't. Give it all to me. Give it to me now."

Jace pushed up on his hands and their eyes met, both knowing that their lives had changed forever, just as it had changed between Jace and his grandmother. Her time as his mother was over and her time as her son's lover was just beginning.

Their lips met as Jace moaned and began firing his cum into his mother's wanton pussy. "Yes, baby!" Tanya cried out as she felt his cum fill the space between his cockhead and her cervix and it triggered her last orgasm, a feeling like she'd just sunk into a warm bath. Jace relaxed, and she held him tight, feeling his body against hers, feeling the sweat between them and his lips on her neck.

"Oh, Mom." Jace whispered. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Tanya wiped the sweat from her son's face and laughed. "Only in the way I wanted you to."

Jace groaned and rolled off his mother's body, putting his shoulder under hers and resting his cheek on her breast. They held each other and caught their breath. Jace could hardly believe it. How his life and his family had changed in just a few weeks. Cathy and the swinging. The slave block and meeting Luscious, his lusty, insatiable grandmother and now his mother, his secret lover. Truly, he was in MILF Heaven if ever such a place existed.

Tanya looked down her body and over her son's and had a crazy thought. "Boy, this is really going to make Thanksgiving and Christmas weird."

Jace smiled and kissed his mother's breast.

***

Author's note.

First, a quick apology about Cathy and Connie. I know that having names so close to each other in spelling and intonation is a no-no in writing, but as I mentioned her in the previous chapter already published, I was stuck with it. I hope it wasn't too confusing.

This story is a first for me, and it's taken a long time to get here. When I first started writing erotica, there was a short list of things I didn't think I'd write about for personal reasons. But after being immersed in this world for nearly three years, that list got shorter and shorter until only one taboo subject remained. Mom/son incest.

Because of a troubled childhood that was never on my radar, but over time and after reading a fair bit of it, I felt I could finally do so without seeing my mother in my mind, but the fictional woman I created. As you can see, I was able, finally.

This chapter concludes the series and I have no further plans for these characters, but who knows? It's no longer off the table, so if the right story presents itself, I'll continue it. I hope you enjoyed this story.

Lastly. Of late I've submitted stories and been surprised by the lukewarm reception they got, though I liked them quite a lot and thought readers would too.

So I'm asking you, the reader, for a little help. I'm not looking for attaboys, but I really want to know what you didn't like about the story. If something made you give it less than five stars, I'd really like to know what that is. I think I'm a decent writer, but I can always improve and the best way to do that is to know what folks didn't care for. Much appreciated.

Rob