Summary: A drunk Mother at the lake ends up fucking all three of her sons. For over twenty-five years we had spent the first week of August at Lake Wellenchuk as a family.
NOTE 1: This story was written especially for the Summer Lovin' Contest. NOTE 2: I would like to thank my editors for all their dedication to my stories. It wasn't our only family ritual, but it was one we had kept up even as our lives got hectic with college, an almost wedding and the rest of it.
Mom lay on her towel and asked, "Jacks honey, could you put some lotion on me?
" Dad had always done this in the past, and my dick rose to attention again just with the thought of touching my sexy Mother.
But the last hour, we shared funny Dad stories and the emotional bubble seemed to burst. My Mom, I should note, knows that she still turns heads.
For example, the two-piece bikini she was wearing was something the average female teenager looking to get attention would wear.
I put more lotion on my hands, which were slightly trembling, and rubbed lotion on my Mom's lower back, so low I felt the crevice of her ass cheeks.
He returned back just in time for Kevin's graduation and our trip.
He was the geek of the group, a do-gooder who was also a sweetheart to his long time girlfriend Elly.
He would rather read than go out, but he greatly idolized Adam, in an almost unhealthy way.
Her breasts sagged a bit, but she usually wore outfits and bras that kept them standing at full attention.
I would be lying if the majority of my high school wank sessions weren't about my Mother.