Chapter 3 – III

Perhaps the highlight of our visit to the grandparents, pretty much the only good time we had, was when I snuck into mom's old bedroom, to see her, late at night.

"Hey…" I whispered, opening the door.

"Shhh!!! What are you doing here?!" She angrily whispered back, putting down the book she'd been reading.

"Thought I'd pay you a visit…"

"My parents are right down the hall!"

Her saying that made me feel like a naughty teenager. Which was rather stimulating, actually.

"Bet you used to have some fun in this room, didn't you, mom?" I said softly, creeping over to her old, pink pony covered bed.

"No. Well, maybe. Why? Did your aunt tell you something?" She hissed. I could tell she was mad at me for having barged in.

"Just guessing… Did you? Did you and dad? I know you had me young…"

"Hmmm… We might have… But, you know, your dad wasn't my first…"

"I thought he was."

"Nope. There were others."

"Others?"

"Others. I told your dad he was the first. I was his first."

"So who were they?"

"I'm not telling…"

"How many?"

"Including your dad, four."

"Oh my God, mom, you're such a slut!"

Mom covered her mouth, laughing, and playfully slapped me on the chest. The thought of her being a slut turned me on, for some reason.

"Tell me about it, mom."

"Why do you wanna know?"

"Because I do. That's all. So… I'm your fifth?"

"Nope… Tenth."

"Tenth? What? You cheated on dad?! Five times?! Are you serious?!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! No, I did not. If you really want to know… I… No, I'll tell you later. I don't wanna say now…"

"Okay. I respect that. But please tell me when you're ready. I want to know. Honestly, I do."

"Okay. I will. I love the way you respect me."

"Of course I respect you. I love you. You're my wife. And my mom, too."

"Well, your mom and your wife is tired, suge. Lemme get some sleep. We can talk later."

"I'm tired too. But I can't sleep. Not until I get something. From my wife…"

"And what's that?"

"I think you know…"

I tugged the covers off mom and admired her voluptuous body. As always, she slept in the nude. And I was horny as fuck thinking of her teenage adventures, all these other dudes she fucked, and the fact that I could fuck her in her old room, in the same bed that dad and who knows who else did. Possibly this was even the bed I was conceived in…

"Not here, suge…" Mom said, assertively, hastily yanking the covers back over herself.

"Come on, mom…"

"Someone might walk in…"

"At 1AM? The grandparents are asleep. Way asleep. It'd take a hurricane to wake them up."

My cock began to pitch a tent in my pajama bottoms. Mom's eyes were fixated on it.

"Mmm… We probably shouldn't… But… Alright… Just be quick. And quiet…" Mom said sternly, and she closed her eyes, flicked off her reading light, and raised up the covers so I could climb under them.

I hoisted down my pajama bottoms and climbed into bed with mom. She spread her legs and I guided my stiff member smoothly into the slippery warmth of her cunt with one fluid motion and began to fuck her slowly. Her pussy was especially snug that evening.

"Mmmm… Awwww, suge…" Mom moaned. It was so hot fucking her in that bed. My mind was running wild, speculating on who else might have fucked her there before. Maybe dad or maybe a family member, one of her cousins, maybe even grandpa…

"Damn, mom…" I muttered, enjoying her pussy in a way I hadn't before.

"Don't call me that… Aww…" She muttered back and started moaning a bit louder as the power of my plunges into her pussy intensified.

I'd forgotten that mom didn't like me to call her mom when we fucked, even though I always did. A couple times she got really mad about it, but tonight she brushed it off quickly.

"Ooooh, suge… Ooooh…" She moaned.

Then we heard footsteps coming down the hall and we both tensed up and went still. The hardwood floor was creaking loudly. The footsteps got closer and closer to mom's door and I panicked when I realized I hadn't locked it.

Jumping off mom, I dove under her bed. Only seconds later, the door opened and light from the hallway poured into mom's room.

It was grandpa. Being slightly senile he'd mistaken mom's room for the bathroom, which was next door. Mom wrapped herself in her blanket and escorted him out. Then came back and locked the door.

"Dammit, suge, we nearly got caught!"