1. One Thousand Apologies - Part 4


    Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Incest, Male/Teen Female, School, Young, Author: stillers7, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

    school tomorrow - we need to talk about this." As I turned to leave, she took my hand to say, "And Joe - that was really special. I'll never forget my - our - first time. Thank you, it was fantastic." I kissed her one more time and said "You are so welcome - anytime! But really, I gotta go, my parents are expecting me" as I resisted the temptation to spend a few more hours with her in my arms. ================================================== I felt high as a kite as I bounced through the back door, passing though the kitchen with a “Hi mom!” then up the steps two at a time. I was entering my room, but reconsidered mid-stride, re-directing left into the bathroom. My hair was going every which way and I’m sure there were some lingering aromas on my private parts, so I quickly stripped and got into a nice hot shower. As I was scrubbing down my package, my mind’s eye was filled with the images, not an hour old, of Hannah, naked on my lap, bouncing up and down on my hard cock. Just then the bathroom door opened, as my mother leaned in to ask “Since when do you take a shower at this time of day?” I squealed “Mom!” as I turned to hide my growing erection, firmly in the grip of my left hand. “What? Nothing I haven’t seen before! So what’s up?” She didn’t really say that, did she? With my back turned, exposing only my bare ass to her view, I explained “I was swimming and I got all this chlorine I want to get out of my hair.” Seeming satisfied, mom said “OK – the shampoo’s over ...
    there - when you need it. Oh – what I came her for - when you’re done, take your dirty clothes to the basement and put them in the washing machine, so that you have clean clothes for school this week.” She then turned back into the hallway and closed the door, giving me back some small amount of privacy. Actually, nudity wasn’t a big deal in our house – I just didn’t want dear old mom to see my hard-on. Ever since I could remember, any of mom, dad or I could be walking naked from the bedroom to the bathroom, or walk in on someone else already in the bathroom – for us it was normal, as long as the context was appropriate. That also meant that before this afternoon, my mother was the only woman I had ever seen naked, fully frontal naked, and it was a frequent occurrence. Being common, it never led to anything sexual – well, that might be a lie. Since my hitting puberty, there had been many late nights when I had things well in hand on my side of the wall as my mother’s squeals matched the sound of creaking springs on the other side. But that’s a whole ‘nother story. When I was done showering, I went to my room to slip on a t-shirt and pair of boxers, then joined the folks for a few hours in the TV room. Archie Bunker, One Day at a Time, Alice, The Jeffersons, and Trapper John MD. Just another typical night in the Long household. What was I supposed to do – jump up and proclaim, “Ma, Pa – I’m a MAN now. Remember my little cousin? Turns out she’s quite the cock sucker!” Nah, that ...