My widow mothers life

I had seen a lot of things. Some things a child should
never have seen, but I did, as did my brother Skip.

My mom, Mae Frances, was 36 and very pretty. Mom stood
5'9''had long blond, curly hair and huge tits. She was
slim and shapely.


Dad was tall like us. He was a good looking guy who
earned well working as an aviation mechanic, repairing
and maintaining aircraft engines.

Mom was a waitress and she had been fooling around on
dad for a couple of years when he discovered it.

I was 17 the Sunday night when dad discovered her
infidelity. Mom's men friends would call the house, let
the telephone ring twice and then hang-up on weekends
when they wanted to see her.

And she would always have an excuse, something she
needed to get from the store as she would down a few
shots of liquor, then leave and come back all tired and
would bathe and go to bed.

Well, dad who worked nights Monday through Friday, had
noticed a pattern. And this particular Sunday evening,
he followed mom when she left.

Within an hour they both had pulled into the driveway
and came into the house, fussing, fighting like grown
men, slugging one another and of course, mom got the
worst of it.

She had two black eyes and a busted lip. My brother and
I begged dad to stop beating her as she tried to fight
back getting knocked against the kitchen door. I
remember well, her trying to make it to their bedroom
and dad punching her in the back of the head, knocking
her to the floor, then kicking her.

It was all too much to imagine. We both grabbed a hold
of dad, screaming and begging him to please stop.
Everyone was in tears, even dad as he went over the
line that night.

Finally dad stopped and he started blurting out that
she was a whore, a stupid bitch and everything else he
could say. Dad told us about mom's ruse, the telephone
calls, and who he had caught her with.

Dad had followed her to a motel and watched as she went
into a room. He waited about 10 minutes, then knocked
on the door, telling them someone was stealing the
lady's car, the car of the woman who had just entered
the room, while muffling his voice.

The guy ran out pulling on his boxer shorts and mom was
standing behind him totally nude. Dad beat them both,
before forcing mom to leave, shoving her into the car.

It was totally embarrassing because the neighbors had
heard them fighting and screaming in the driveway and
they were listening at their windows. Me and Skip were
in total shock too. It was a horrible scene.

This was the worse we'd ever seen it get. My brother
felt bad because he was three days away from leaving
for the Navy. I was in my first year at the local
community college.

I must admit, seeing mom standing there with her
swollen bloody lips brought on some anger towards my
dad. But I really felt like yelling at her, 'Fucking
Whore!"

Why was mom doing something so stupid? Why didn't one
of us say something early on about her behavior? I
wished we would have stopped her early on, but she had
been doing this so long, it had become second nature
for her to just up and leave when she got ready, go
fuck her lover and come back home.

After they had settled down, dad slept on the couch and
mom went to their room, turning up that bottle of Wild
Turkey. My brother and I talked about it in our room
until late before we went to bed.

My dad was a good guy. He worked hard for his family
and felt really hurt to have his wife messing around on
him, especially with the frequency my mother was doing
it. We forgave him because we understood what it was
like to feel that kind of pain.

Skip told me, "Don, you've got to stay at home instead
of the campus. If you're not here and he catches her
again, dad's going to kill her. You've got to keep her
from getting drunk and doing that again."

I told him I would live at home and assured him I would
take care of mom the best I could.

The next couple days went on as usual, except mom had
to take off work for three days until her eyes healed.
Then Skip left and we all took him to the recruiter's
office and waved bye as he entered the bus and they
went away.

Dad went to work that evening, his usual 4 p.m. until 1
a.m.

Only minutes after dad left, the telephone rang twice
and mom looked at me. Before I knew anything, I blurted
out, "Mom, you'd better not. Dad's going to kill you
the next time he catches you messing around."

Mom sat, stunned that I would have even figured out the
code her lovers used. She asked what I was talking
about and I reminded her of what had happened the night
they fought. How dad had figured out her little game. I
told her dad had neighbors looking out for him too and
they knew to follow her when she left the house.

She looked to be in dismay and remained at the house.
About 30 minutes later, the caller did the same thing.
Over the next few hours it happened every 20 minutes or
so.

Then dad called home to check on us. He asked me if
anyone had called. I lied and said no. We chatted a
while and he went back to work.

Mom had already begun sipping her Wild Turkey after
dinner and she was somewhat buzzed. She wanted to leave
each time the phone rang. She began taking gulps of
liquor and her eyes were turning red.

Then she asked me who was looking out for dad. I told
her I didn't know. But I had heard him on the telephone
talking to two people, saying when her car moved,
follow her and call him when they discovered where she
was going.

I took a bath and afterwards, heard mom talking low on
the telephone, telling her lover how she wanted to
come, but dad was watching her.

I went to my room and lifted the extension and heard
the rest of the conversation. The damn guy was
insisting that he sneak through the back door around 11
p.m. and that mom get me, her almost grown son, to go
to bed! I was floored!

It was about 9 p.m. then. I put on my pajamas and went
back to the family room, watching television with mom.

She kept looking at the clock when finally she said she
had to run to the store. She picked up the keys and
headed to the door.

I ran to the door, blocking it and said, "Oh no you're
not. I know what's going on mom. That guy is going to
get you killed messing around because dad is going to
catch you."

She went on lying that she needed cigarettes. I told
her she a carton in the refrigerator where she kept
them. She sat down, thinking of another lie. Then she
took her bath, dressed in her nightgown and said she
was turning in for the night.

I was relieved and went to my bedroom and laid down. I
heard the telephone ring again and she answered it
quickly. I picked up the extension and listened again.

She told the guy she would meet him in the parking lot
of the Derby Lounge in a few minutes. I was getting
tired of this shut, losing my rest to save her ass. It
was 10:32 p.m. and mom peaked into my room, called my
name and I said nothing, acting like I was asleep.

She eased the door shut and I got up and followed her
down the hall. When she was about to open the garage
door, rage overtook me and I pushed the door shut,
grabbed the keys and she started a tussle, trying to
get the keys back.

I knew whatever I did, I had to keep her from leaving
because I knew Mr. Miller, who lives next door and who
often beat his wife, had been telling my dad mom was
messing around and that dad needed to 'whip her goddamn
ass to stop that shit,' and would giggle that women
didn't know you loved them until you 'beat sense in
their damn heads.'

In the midst of our tussle, mom's gown popped open
revealing not even a pair of panties. She was drunk and
going at it for all she was worth.

Under normal circumstances, I would never have grabbed
ahold of my mom. But the flashbacks of what had
happened Sunday night made me do what I had to so long
as it meant my dad didn't ever hit her again. The
thoughts too, that dad would have killed her if we
weren't there were too much. She couldn't leave and
give dad reason to do it again.

I didn't want to hurt her, so I continued to let her
flail around and reach for the keys when I got behind
her, as she kept struggling.

The sight of her body and the feel of it rubbing
against me was too much and I got an instant hard on.

Mom now seemed to be grinding into my body as my dick
rested lengthwise along the crack of her ass. I knew
she was feeling it because I had to hold her tight to
try and control her until I talked sense into her.

Then she suddenly stopped tussling, pulled away from me
and turned around and begged me, "please give me the
keys darling? Please?"

I told her no, as she stood there breathing hard, her
gown wide open and her hands on her hips, oblivious to
the fact that she was totally nude for the first time
in front of me.

Then she took off the gown, tossed it to the floor.
"You want to know why I have to see my boyfriend? Your
dad doesn't do anything with this," she said, flailing
her arms in the air, turning around for me.

"See, even you think I'm nice the way your thing is
standing up," mom said as she looked at my dick. I was
in shock hearing the words that my mother said, coupled
with seeing her standing there nude. I'm telling you, I
think about that moment every day of my life.

Then mom took a step closer and hugged me, then pushed
me against the door and asked for the keys again.

I can't remember if I was crying, but I continued to
beg her not to do it – please stay home because dad was
going to find out if she left and he would go crazy
next time. He was wounded. He already felt bad about
having to wear mechanics uniforms to work, knowing that
mom waited on men who dressed in suits, who had
prestige and who obviously had been flirting with her.

Then she backed up and asked me again, "Please baby.
Give me the keys. I won't be long. I just need to see
my friend tonight," as she grabbed her hair in
frustration.

Mom then told me, "Very well, then I'll walk," as she
came toward the door. I spread my body across the door
and yelled, "No mom, he'll kill you next time!"

She grabbed the keys from my hand and turned as I
reached for them. We wound up tussling again and
somehow fell to the floor, where her gown flailed open
again.

As I reached for the keys, she stretched out and I was
reaching for her hand, the same position with my dick
resting along the crack of her ass. The waistband of my
white athletic shorts slipped and I felt the head of my
dick penetrate her.

Mom stopped moving and sort of jumped, we both stared
at each other. It was a mistake, and I thought "oh
shit!" but before I could back away and apologize, mom
pushed backwards onto my dick.

Mom hollered, "Oooh baby, Damn!"

She thrust back farther and I was getting deep inside
of her. I begun thrusting in and out of her wet, black
hair covered pussy. She turned to kiss me passionately
as I lay there thrusting in and out of her.

After a few seconds, probably less than a minute, I got
scared and jumped up, apologizing.

Mom pulled me back onto her -back onto the cold tile
floor.

She grabbed me tight around the waist, guiding my dick
back into her as she lay on her back, her legs laid
alongside mine and she started to work her body,
jerking in spasms. Then she moaned, "Aaaah," as she
came the first time within minutes.

I got up, kneeled between her legs and began taking
long laps on her pussy, sucking her clitoris as my
fingers played with her big brown nipples.

She moaned and moaned and I felt her cum again. I
backed off just enough to see her fluid coming out of
her. I began again delicately licking her pussy, giving
full attention to each component, the lips, the clit,
the space between her pussy and her asshole.

Then I rimmed her asshole, sending more sparks through
her. I got back on top of her and her red eyes were
glazed over now. Mom wasn't saying anything as I re-
mounted her, taking her long nipples into my mouth
alternating them, as I slow fucked her.

She closed her eyes and moaned, holding me around my
neck. Then I began to kiss her again as I fucked her
deep, making her say, "Aaaah, oooh," with every other
thrust.

After about 10 minutes, I was ready to cum. I grabbed
mom's thighs, lifting them as high as I could get them
and began to ram deep and hard into her.

She acted like a possessed child now, biting my lips
and cussing, 'Dammit, oooh shit, you motherfucker!
Fucking me... like this... my... son... fucking...
ooooh, fucking me like this!"

I jammed into her as my cum fired. She started shaking
and talking loud. "Ooooh my pussy... Soooo good baby...
my pussy... so good... Damn!"

I lowered her legs and laid there continuing to fuck
her for all I was worth. The tile floor was a mess
beneath her ass. It was wet and slippery and she was
sliding around on the cum that we both had loosed.

I got up, pulled her up and we took a few steps to the
edge of the couch. I put her on her knees and placed
her gown beneath her knees to cushion her. I held her
ass up and entered her from the back. This time it was
a mercy fucking. I had to cum again to make my dick
soft.

I reached around her, playing with her tits, then
playing with her clit. She was talking loud, cumming
all over again.

"Dick so big...dick... so... dick... dick... dick so
good baby," mom was saying.

"I'm so weak baby... wore me out... mama's weak baby,"
she said as she lowered her head, looking around at me.

I kissed her, sucking that tongue and picked up the
pace, grabbed the hams of her ass and started lifting
her slightly as I fucked her hard from the rear. I came
again, holding her close to me, ensuring every ounce of
my seed was as deep into her as I could place it.

I laid there on her back, kissing her neck, us both
breathing hard, sweating like hell. Mom giggled.

"Baby, I can't believe what happened. Can you?"

"No mom. I can't believe it either. But I've wanted it
to happen for a long time. And I hope it continues to
happen," I said.

"It will baby. It will happen," mom said as we laid
there, my dick still lingering inside of her as she
wiped sweat from my face.

We got up, headed straight to the bathroom and she cut
on the water. I took a quick bath first as she prepared
a bottle of Massengill douche.

I watched as she squatted over the toilet, injecting
the douche into her pussy. She sat down on the stool
and released the douche that filled her.

"Look at all the young cum that was in me," she said
laughing. I looked into the stool and was surprised at
the whitish liquid that came from her. She repeated the
process several times and my dick was hard again.

She told me I had to keep that one to myself because it
was too late. She got into the tub and bathed while I
sat there admiring her body.

We talked about what had happened and set the ground
rules for what was to come. We wondered if a mother and
son anywhere else in the world had ever had sex. It was
strange for sure.

We kissed as she fetched up the soiled towels and
cleaned the tile on the floor where our cum was still
in liquid form.

She placed the items into the washing machine and cut
it on, then we kissed as she laid on her bed. I bent
down, kissed each breast one more time and then placed
a long kiss onto her pubic mound and onto the lips of
her pussy.

I went to sleep as soon as I hit the bed and dreamed of
our lovemaking throughout the night.

Next morning mom was up moving around, getting ready
for work as I rose. Dad was asleep on the couch.

Mom and I spoke and I headed to the table to get the
oatmeal, toast and bacon she had prepared.

We waved each other goodbye and she headed off. I got
dressed and went to school.

Later that day, when I arrived from school, dad was
getting ready for work.

He and I talked. Dad asked me if anyone had called, if
the familiar cheaters telephone rings had occurred. I
told him no. I said mom had sat there all evening,
reading a book, watching television and chatting with
me before we both went to bed.

Dad told me he wanted me to stick around the house more
if I could because it might deter mom from wanting to
"get loose in the ass."

I told dad if I thought mom was about to cheat on him,
I would say something to her or call him and let him
know. Dad lit up from ear to ear and hugged me, saying,
"Boy sometimes a man got to be a man and stand up to a
woman regardless of who she is. She knew better than
doing what she did. I hope she doesn't do it again or
one of us is leaving this house."

"Dad, neither of you are going anywhere. You need to
spend more time together and just get back to the way
you used to be. She loves you. She just made a stupid
mistake and I don't think she'll do it again," I told
dad.

He was happy, "Boy I guess you're right. Anyway, just
sort of keep an eye out for me and if something
happens, you know to call and tell them to come and get
me right then."

I said OK, and as dad was sitting at the table eating,
mom walked in and spoke. She walked to dad and kissed
him on the cheek and passed him a new lunch box, red
with a nice thermos.

Dad smiled a little more, then returned the peck on the
cheek. He got up and left, heading to work.

As soon as dad had been gone for 10 minutes or so, mom
and I raced to each other, kissing and feeling each
other up.

We were in the family room, next to the kitchen and I
pulled mom's blue skirt up, exposing her panties and
panty hose. I pulled down them both and inhaled her
musky scent. She asked me to let her bathe first. But
it was too intoxicating.

I could not wait, so I began licking her pussy as she
stood over me. Mom got me to let her sit on the couch
where I continued my assault on her pussy lips. Then I
sucked in her clit and held the long thing in my lips
as I sucked and flicked it with my tongue.

She got off immediately. I pulled down my pants and
pulled her onto the floor. We fucked like that right
there for the next 15 minutes or so until I came.

We got up, both showered together and fucked in the
shower. We ate dinner, and lost all inhibitions as we
spent the rest of the evening fucking in my bed.

Mom quit drinking days after our first encounter. Over
a period of months, she got more lovely because her
skin on her face filled out and became clearer.

We continued the same kind of fucking for the next five
years. After I graduated, I was still a fixture there
until I got married. By then dad had changed and
started to treat mom better. So she's satisfied with
her life.

Now and then mom and I will still fuck because she's
still a hot blonde headed woman with a lot of curly
black pussy hair.

Now we don't spend as much time as we used to. Mom
comes over and sees the grandkids or I'll go there and
for some reason, dad always feels better when mom is at
our house or I'm visiting over there. It's been years
and they've made up. But I don't think dad ever really
trusted mom to be alone after that Sunday when he
caught her in the motel room.

My wife enjoys mom and dad's company. But she
especially enjoys it when mom comes over to relieve her
of babysitting duties.

It allows my wife the time to spend chatting and
hanging out with her sorority sisters.

I don't recommend what happened in my life to anyone
else. What happened with me was an evil thing – to
commit incest. But it was the right thing to do at the
time. It's a decision on the part of me and mom that
saved their marriage and probably saved her life after
she got busted by my dad.

I have no doubts had my dad caught her again, he would
have killed her or the person she was with. It took him
some time to get over the fact that she had been
cheating. But I helped him through it with small talk
and by giving my mother in private, what she had going
out into the streets to get.

I don't regret it. But as I said, I don't recommend
anyone else do it. It's certainly not the activity of a
normal family.

It has affected me somewhat because it's a secret I
carry everywhere I go and it's something that I have
thought about every single day of my life.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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