1. Jason's Journey, Part 3


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Black, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cuckold, Incest, Interracial, Male / Older Female, Author: Schaka, Rating: 84.2, Source: sexstories.com

    belly as she moved slowly toward the kitchen. Her flowered caftan swished softly as she walked. Caftans and muumuus were her primary clothing in this final month of her pregnancy. She wore a bra to support her milk laden breasts but no panties. Part of the way there, the doorbell rang. The bell rang again as May moved slowly toward the front door. She opened the door smiling, prepared to meet her perspective son in law. Her smile froze as she saw the ebony visage of Jason, her Jason, standing in the door. They stood for a moment thunderstruck. In an instant, their eyes took in each other. Jason managed to speak first. "May, what are you doing here?" Confusion was apparent on his face. May unconsciously touched her distended womb. The baby was turning restlessly. It seemed excited. "I...I live here now with my daughter!" A riot of emotion ran through May. There was confusion at seeing her erstwhile lover standing at her daughter's door. There was a joy at seeing the man who had so changed her life. Finally, the beginnings of a horror at realizing her daughter's boyfriend was the father of her baby. May finally noticed that Jason was dripping wet from standing in the rain. "Come in," May's voice cracked. He stepped into the small foyer. Jason watched as May moved slowly across the room. Her wide hips caused the dress to sway softly. "Please sit down. It is obvious we need to talk before Belle gets home!" "Belle, where have you been? For weeks I hung around town hoping to see ...
    you!" May plopped down heavily on the brocaded divan. Wearily, she patted the empty spot next to her. The baby seemed to be doing somersaults in her womb. Slowly she related the tale of her life after their encounter on the bus. *** She and her sister, Ellen sat on opposite sides of the breakfast counter in her large farmhouse kitchen. The kitchen was roughly 20' by 20'. It was a throwback to the days when the farmhands were fed supper by the farm owner. The counter was actually an old 9' long oak table that her husband converted to a more modern breakfast counter. The house itself sat in the middle of a 100 acre farm where they grew lettuce, cauliflower and other vegetables. It was more than 100 years old, built of granite blocks and close to 2500 square feet. Her husband's grandfather built the house in the late 19th century. The master bedroom was adjacent to the kitchen. The living area was opposite the kitchen. Down a short corridor from the living area were three small bedrooms. Jim's grandfather had planned for children. He had also planned to have them at a distance from the master bedroom. He, like his son and now his grandson enjoyed sex and did not want children close enough to put a damper on his fun. Ellen wore her Oshkosh by Gosh bib overalls. They were the kind that were like shorts, stopping just above her knee. Under these, she wore a tee shirt and, incongruously, red French cut panties. Of her four children, only her 24 year old son was still home. He was the ...
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