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

    As he stepped out of the truck, he felt the bite of cold on exposed skin. This could turn into a serious rainstorm. He tapped lightly on her kitchen door. He smiled as her heard the wail of his little cousin followed by his aunt's cooing trying to calm the toddler. He must nearly four months old by now. He heard the doorknob turn and had a big smile on his face as it opened. "Jason! How are you, Sweety?" Helena spread her arms wide, preparing to hug her nephew. "Aunt Helen! How are...?" The words froze in his mouth as he surveyed his aunt. She wore a multicolored muumuu. It hung low in the back but high in the front as it tried to cover her belly. "Aunt Helen, are you pregnant?" The words stumbled out of Jason's mouth. Helen assayed a lop sided grin as she watched her nephew process the information overload he was experiencing. "Yes, Jason, I am pregnant!" She reached out, took his hand and pulled him inside. "But so is mom! How...who...I mean...!" Helen watched as the light went on in Jason's brain. "Oh my god, no! You don't mean...?" His finger pointed at Helen's round belly. It then folded back and pointed at himself. "Yes, Jason, it's your baby!" Helen watched him closely. He was beginning to sway. She pointed at a kitchen chair. "Sit down, Baby! If you pass out, ain't no way I can pick your big ass up!" Jason slumped in the chair. The room moved around him as he tried to collect himself. "But mom is pregnant also!" he said. Helen slid into the chair next to her nephew. ...
    She took his hand in hers and began to stroke it. "Yes, Susan is pregnant also!" "Am I...?" He could not finish the sentence. Horror welled in his throat blocking the words. "Yes, Jason, Susan and I are pregnant and you are the father!" The movement of the room accelerated. Jason felt himself losing consciousness. A sharp crack on his cheek snapped him back. "We ain't gona have none of that!" Helen was indignant. With some difficulty, she reached up in cabinet and got a glass. She moved to the fridge, pushed the glass against the recess lever in the door and filled the glass with ice. She filled the glass with water and walked back to the kitchen table. She sat the ice water in front of Jason. Then she awkwardly slid back into her chair. She watched as he took a deep gulp. When he went to speak, she extended her hand, palm out, fingers spread and up. "Hold it,” she said, “let me explain otherwise we might be here all night! Presumably I can skip the birds and bees conversation!" A smiled played across her lips as she raised one eyebrow questioningly. She had him recall the night they had come home drunk. He nodded. She went on to explain that she had just had her six week checkup and was just starting on the pill. "But...but mom?" "Years ago your father had a vasectomy. Susan was on nothing!" That was the niggling datum the Jason could not drag up. He knew Adam had a vasectomy. "What did mom tell dad?" "We lied," Helen said blithely, "we told him that some guy got us high and ...