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Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Four [FM, Incest]

**CHAPTER FOUR**

As she walked around the coffee table in the TV room collecting empty Budweiser cans on the Thursday evening following her “check-up,” Lucille looked despairingly at her husband Frank. He was slumped in his lounge chair dozing, same as most any other evening. *I wonder if a car crashing through the French doors would even wake him?* she wondered. She went to the kitchen and turned on the tap, rinsing the cans before dropping them in the recycling bin.

“It’s your own damned fault,” she muttered to herself, listening to his snoring through the open door. “I wouldn’t have to resort to this if you were more of a -”

She cut the sentence short. It was past time that she stopped lying to herself and stopped blaming her husband. Mid-life and aging required adjustments to one another that she and Frank hadn’t been able to make. They’d grown in different directions.

Fucking Doctor Norman and Courtney had nothing to do with her marriage. The simple truth was that the very outrageousness of the act had been the thing that excited Lucille beyond all reason. Norman’s suggestion that she use his practice as a stud service to indulge her carnal cravings made her even hornier to contemplate because it was so perverse. The kinkier the scene, the more she craved it…at least in her fantasies. Read more »

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Three [FF, FM]

**CHAPTER THREE**

“She’s multi-orgasmic,” Courtney said, jotting in her notebook. “I don’t think she knew that.”

Until she spoke Lucille had almost forgotten that the girl was still in the examination room and all that was transpiring. Lucille’s consciousness had contracted to a single point, the focus of her intense pleasure: Doctor Norman’s fingers. Her bare feet still raised and resting in the stirrups, her breath came in little gasps as he rolled and teased her stiff clitoris between the fingers of his left hand while tracing his right index finger slowly around the sensitive flesh just inside her open pussy.

“Oh, I think there’s quite a lot that Mrs. Aldrich doesn’t know about herself,” Norman said. “Isn’t that right, Lucille?”

Lucille’s tongue flicked over her parched lips as she tried to form words in response. All she could manage was a breathy moan. What was happening to her?

She’d watched in shocked fascination as Kurt Norman had casually crossed the room to stand between her legs at the end of the examination table. He was only the second adult male she’d seen naked in her presence in nearly thirty years. He was tall, blond, and in good physical condition for a man in his forties. Read more »

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Two [FM, FMM, Incest]

**CHAPTER TWO**

Jamie Carter’s husband Michael was upset with her. She could hear the edge in his voice over the phone, even though the loud country music blaring from the jukebox in the diner made it difficult to make out all the words. She pressed the phone to one ear and covered the other, trying to block out the noise.

“…told you that the Mazda wouldn’t make that trip,” Michael said. “Where are you?”

“About a hundred fifty miles from Greenleaf,” she said. “The car needs a new axle and the local garage doesn’t have one for a 323. They say the parts guy can have it here tomorrow.”

“Damn it,” Michael snapped. “I’ll come get you. Tell me exactly -”

“You can’t,” Jamie said, nodding gratefully as the waitress brought her beer to the booth. “Mom had a doctor’s appointment this afternoon. She dropped the boys off with Beth but she can’t keep them overnight. You need to get them home. I’ve booked a room for the night in the motel here.”

“But – ” Read more »

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter One [FF, FM, Incest]

**CHAPTER ONE**

At one o’clock in the afternoon on a Tuesday in May Lucille Aldrich sat on the edge of an examination table in Doctor Norman’s office. She wore nothing but a backless, pink paper robe, and the green vinyl upholstery of the table was cold against her slender ass cheeks. She shifted uncomfortably and watched as Courtney Harris, the young physician assistant who worked in Norman’s practice, flipped through her medical records.

“You’re fifty-one…” Courtney read aloud, “blood pressure 120 over 60, cholesterol good, all the standard tests come back negative. You’re in excellent health, overall. Exercise?”

“I’ve got two grandchildren to keep me busy, and a boy of my own still at home. I’m always up and moving.” Lucille said. “But yes, I do find time to work out. Aerobics, yoga…”

“Of course.” Courtney closed the folder and looked directly at Lucille, smiling. “I can see that you’re *very* fit.” She looked Lucille up and down appraisingly. Read more »

Honeymoon With Mom – an 80s porn tribute – Chapter Ten [FF, FM, MMF, Incest]

**CHAPTER TEN**

***One year ago…***

As befit a yacht outfitted for orgies, the tanning couch on the aft sundeck of *Katmandu* was plushly upholstered and big enough for half a dozen people to use at once.

At this moment Nicole and Mai Jacobsen lay on their sides in the center of the couch, kissing passionately and caressing one another’s naked bodies in the warmth and brilliance of the midday sun. They mirrored one another, each with one leg outstretched and the other cocked high at the knee so that they could be easily penetrated from behind. Marc Jacobsen was fucking Nicole while Brandon’s prick was deep inside Mai’s pussy.

The two well-hung young men, each inside the other’s mother, fucked the women in rhythm so that with each thrust into their pussies Nicole and Mai were pressed snugly against one another, their tits and tummies rubbing together wonderfully.

“Oh yes,” Mai breathed. “Your son is an fine young stud, darling, with a beautiful cock. You should be a proud mother.” Read more »

Honeymoon With Mom – an 80s porn tribute – Chapter Nine [FF, FM, MMF, Incest]

**CHAPTER NINE**

“The cops arrested Dad?”

Nicole looked up from sorting the pile of clothes on her bed. Brandon was standing in the doorway to her bedroom. He looked concerned.

“He violated his probation,” she said, tossing a shapeless yellow sweatshirt into a box marked Salvation Army. “Driving drunk. He failed a breathalyzer.”

“Whoa.” the youngster walked over and put his hand on his mother’s shoulder as if to offer support. “Bad luck for Dad. He just get pulled over or something?”

“Or something.” She casually reached back and patted the boy on his hip and continued with her task.

“You’re not real cut up about it.”

Nicole finally stopped what she was doing and turned to face her son. “I turned him in. ”

“What?”

“I called the police,” Nicole said calmly.. “He tore out of here in the Camaro half-blitzed this morning. He’s a danger to himself and others. It had to be done.”

“Damn it,” Brandon muttered They stood so close to one another that Nicole had to tilt her head in order to look up into his dark green eyes, but she could not read his expression. Read more »

Honeymoon With Mom – an 80s porn tribute – Chapter Eight[FF, FM, MMF, Incest]

**CHAPTER EIGHT**

One thing Elaine Moore hated about her rented place was the thin walls. She and her fellas were an inventive and unfortunately loud lot and after a couple of gang-bangs the neighbors reported the noise. “She works out or moves the furniture or something all the time,” one older resident had complained. Laney had briefly considered letting them in on her secret and inviting them to join the party, but thought better of it.

Fucking in her classroom was exciting but dangerous, frequent motel stays strained a teacher’s salary in this county and cars were…well, they just cramped her style.

Elaine’s predicament was shared by other women she knew in Greenleaf, other gals who liked to party with the town’s young men. Most were older and married, and were protective of their reputations.

So when one of Elaine’s studs would text her that he had a place to himself for a day or two, as Brandon Crane had on Friday morning, she’d send up the bat-signal…so to speak.

By Saturday morning the Crane homestead was the scene of an orgy, with clothes strewn everywhere and a dozen people fucking in various combinations. Read more »

Honeymoon With Mom – an 80s porn tribute – Chapter Six[FFM, Incest]

**CHAPTER SIX**

***Eighteen months ago…***

Her surprise upon first meeting Doctor Jacobsen in her downtown office must have shown on her face.

“Are you looking for a couch, Mrs. Crane?” The young blonde woman seated across from Nicole smiled sympathetically at her through of heavy black-framed glasses.

“I’ m sorry, what?” Nicole said.

“You’d think the stereotype would have gone and died long ago, but a surprising number of patients expect psychiatrists to work with a couch. I only know one therapist who uses one for his patients, and he’s quite elderly.”

Lindsay Jacobsen was far from elderly; in fact she looked barely old enough to have completed a doctor’s education. She was very slender, a little taller than Nicole, dressed in a conservative lavender silk blouse, navy skirt with matching pumps, and dark hose. At first glance she looked as if her people were from northern Europe, Denmark perhaps, but there was something indefinably exotic about her features that suggested more diverse ancestry. Read more »

Honeymoon With Mom – an 80s porn tribute – Chapter Five [FM]

**CHAPTER FIVE**

Elaine Moore, 32 years of age, MA in Music Education, lately an awardee of the Advanced Music Fellowship at Lexington Baptist College in Texas, writhed breathlessly through yet another orgasm on the rigid, pounding cock of a small town teenaged boy.

She was pretty “small town” too, she reminded herself. Her Southern Baptist upbringing had instilled in her a strict code of morality. She’d grown up to fear punishment both now and eternally in the Hereafter for even dreaming of sex in any form other than between man and woman sanctified in the eyes of the Almighty. She’d remained true to the faith of her childhood throughout her years of schooling despite the continual invitations to stray and to experiment with which men responded to her smoky eyes, sculpted face and a body that was all at once lanky, athletic and voluptuous.

That is, she’d remained a virgin. She’d averted her eyes when other girls at school had shared scandalous photos and magazine images of men and women enjoying themselves, and she’d refused to take part in or listen to those self-same girls recount their own many and varied sexual experiences – whether real or made up for the sake of impressing one another. Read more »