"Ryan! Did you clean your room as I asked? Peg will be here soon. I don't want her to think we live like pigs, even though your room could pass for a sty." I wanted to say, "Don't get your panties in a wad, Mom," but I knew that kind of talk would only make things worse. "I'm just finishing. You can give it the white glove test in a few minutes." The truth was that I was gathering the last of a week-old smelly underwear a...

When I arose in the morning, Mom and Peg were working on their second cup of coffee. "Morning, Sunshine. Did you sleep well?" Mom was always chirpy in the morning, something that required getting used to since I was more of a night owl. "All right, I guess." Especially after I listened to Aunt Peg's orgasm from her vibrator. "You know me–I'm a light sleeper. I ended up reading for quite a while." Penthouse illustrations c...

The next morning, I woke up and wondered if my dream had been real or just another fantasy. I had sleep-walked into Peg's bedroom and got in bed to find her naked form snoring softly. As I slipped under the covers, she scooted back and rubbed her ass against my stiff cock. "Mmm. You're up bright and early–at least part of you is." I felt her legs spread, and then she reached back and rubbed my cock up and down her slit be...

As usual, I was the last one up and about. Mom and Peg were cleaning up the kitchen from breakfast when I finally made it there. Both were still in robes even though it was approaching ten. Mom hugged me, her big boobs pressing into me. "Peg tells me you two did some bonding last night." Is that what she calls it? I thought it was called fucking. Either way, I'm all for it. "Yeah, we did. It's nice having someone to talk...

When Mom indicated she wanted to chat with me about something, she had a Mona Lisa smile on her face. I thought I could read her well, but this time, I was flummoxed. She couldn't have guessed what was going on between Peg and me—at least I hoped so. I waited until Peg had gone upstairs, and then I found Mom in the den, reading. "What's up, Buttercup?" I cheerfully sat on the ottoman opposite her. Our knees were almost to...

I awoke wondering where I was for a few seconds before realizing I was in my mother's bed. After our last bout of lovemaking, I had fallen asleep. As I slowly regained consciousness, I saw the empty spot where my mother had been sleeping. Noise in the kitchen alerted me to her presence there. I thought back to the sequence of events that led to my naked presence in my mother's king-sized bed. Our heart-to-heart talk had a...