Date: Mon, 22 Apr 2024 09:22:30 -0400 From: Sinthia Winter Subject: He Knew That Too chapter one (Bisexual Incest) Dear Reader. This story contains explicit language, strong sexual situations, and forbidden taboo topics. If any of this offends you or it is illegal for you to read in your area please leave now. Please donate to Nifty as you can to keep this resource available to us all. https://donate.nifty.org/ You can support my work at: www.patreon.com/SinthiaWinterStories This was a requested story from my Patreon page. This member wanted the story published, so I hope you all enjoy it. Dellon, this one is for you... HE KNEW THAT TOO (Bisexual/Incest) The door quietly opened downstairs. She had no idea she wasn't alone in the house anymore. The dark figure entered the house and closed the door behind him. It was late afternoon and she was the only one home. He knew that. He knew more about her than she realized. He listened to her moving around upstairs. No doubt performing her maternal duties of laundry. She always did a lot of laundry. He knew that too. He made his way into the kitchen. He noticed how clean everything was. She was an immaculate housekeeper. Something that reminded him of his own mother. The knife block was positioned so precariously on the corner of the cabinet it would have fallen if he didn't correct it as he walked by and lightly pushed it further onto the counter for safety. He wouldn't want her, or her son, to get hurt. He knew she had a son. One son, Jeremy. The scent of clean caught his attention. He turned to see the laundry room door was open. The smell of warm dryer sheets filled his senses as he walked closer. He inhaled deeply enjoying the familiar aroma. A door closed upstairs. Jeremy's door. She must have put all of his clothes away by now. Even his dirty uniform from baseball practice yesterday. He had been lucky enough to see Jeremy hit his first home run of the season. He even smiled when he had seen the way she cheered for her son. A loving mother. He knew that too. He heard footsteps coming down the stairs and he slipped into the small closet where extra linens were stored. He watched through the slats of the door as she rounded the corner. There she was, so beautiful. Her long dark hair was pulled up in a clip that he desperately wanted to take down for her. He preferred to see the long curls falling all around her face. Her cheeks were stained a soft rose and she looked delicious. He felt himself growing harder as he watched her start another load of laundry. Just a simple task, but she did it with a sexual elegance that he'd never seen before. He stole these innocent moments from her. She walked past him again, separated only by a thin door. The smell of her soft perfume mixed with warm dryer sheets again. A unique smell that was completely her. When he heard her footsteps climbing the stairs again he felt safe enough to come out of hiding. He took another deep breath enjoying the aroma of his lovely lady. He took notice that the knife block was still safely on the counter where he had moved it. "Good girl, Samantha." He said. He very carefully made his way to the stairs. He knew he didn't have a lot of time. It was late afternoon and Jeremy would be home soon. Since he had practice yesterday he would be coming home right after school. He knew that too. He needed to be gone before that happened. He could not be discovered. Everything would fall apart if he were discovered here where he shouldn't be. At the bottom of the stairs he paused. The house was quiet. The air was very still. The only sound was the air conditioner that kept the inside much cooler than the sweltering heat that lay just beyond the door. The door he had entered. The door Samantha did not lock. That was not a safe move. She should lock her door before someone took advantage of that. The smile that stretched across his lips was soft but true. Slowly he climbed the stairs one at a time. The third step from the top was the trickiest to navigate. If he didn't stay close to the wall on that particular stair it would groan. Samantha really needed to have that fixed. When he passed the stair that would betray him he stopped. The sound of Samantha's shower turned on. Oh, it was his lucky day! Elation exploded inside of him. The beautiful mother was going to shower and he would have his own personal showing. He knew the time was limited, but he needed to enjoy this rare treat. Her door was still cracked open when he reached out and lightly pushed it open enough to slip through. He didn't bother closing this door behind him. No one else was in the house. What were the chances of that? Samantha's bathroom was just through the door on the opposite side of the room. That door was also left open. He could see the steam had already fogged up the mirror that was visible from where he stood. Through the foggy reflection a flesh colored shape stepped into the shower and closed the transparent door. He was rock hard. He couldn't stop himself when he slipped his shoes off and then pushed his pants down. The elastic waistband was functional at this point to not be too cumbersome. He had no underwear on. Not when he needed to be quick. He slipped the black t-shirt off and stood in her bedroom completely naked. She started humming one of her favorite hymns from church. He had watched her sing it a hundred times in the choir loft as he sat in the pew watching with pure fascination. Yes, her favorite hymn. He knew that too. The sound of water pulled him closer to her bed. The soft mattress where she slept and did so many other things. He knew about the box she kept underneath her mattress. Something she would never want anyone to know about. Especially those members of her church. He also knew the beauty of her melodic voice when that box was opened. He loved her cries of ecstasy, her screams of pleasure, and the way her rose colored cheeks turned even darker as she tried to catch her breath. He throbbed because he knew that too. As he stepped closer to the bathroom he didn't dare touch his penis. He knew one slight touch, even accidental would have this all over. Neither of them wanted that. The shower continued to rain down on her as he stepped into the doorway. He watched as her figure ran a colorful loofa all over her flesh. The curves he loved so much were passionately caressed by the sweet fruity suds she bathed with. When she rinsed out the sponge it made louder slapping sounds against the floor. She wouldn't wash her hair now. She did that yesterday after she got home from Jeremy's baseball practice. She never shampooed two days in a row. He knew that too. As much as it hurt him he turned and left the bathroom. It was almost painful to be so close to her and not touch. His hands itched to feel her soft, wet flesh. To run his fingertips along those curves. He wanted to trace the same lines with his tongue until that voice sang for him in private as beautifully as it did on a Sunday morning. The bedroom was cooler and the air was lighter without the steam filling the air and blocking his senses. Or, did it make them better by concentrating her flavor even more? The flavor he wanted on his tongue. The shower turned off and he made his way over to the bed. He pulled back the cover and ran his hand along the cool sheets. The sheets where she slept every night. The same sheets that soaked up her scent. When the shower door opened he moved. He noticed her dirty clothes hamper. Pink panties laid right on top. He smiled at that memory, but that was for another day. He opened the closet door beside the hamper and stepped inside. Another perfect hiding place he knew too well. Yes, he knew that too. Samantha walked into the bedroom wrapped in a towel while she used another one to dry what portion of her hair did get wet. She had so much hair even when she didn't shampoo it would still require a protective wrap while she was in the shower. She had been out of those wraps for nearly a week. He knew that too. His cock throbbed when she stopped right in front of the closet door and dropped her towel. He could feel a bead of sweat run down his spine. She was so close. Both of their naked bodies separated now only by the thin closet door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was now or never. *** He thought he was so clever. Samantha was more aroused than she had been in months. This was a new game for her, and so far it was hitting all of the right spots. She played along perfectly. Wanting it just as bad as he did. She was never one to ruin anything. Not even when she noticed the knife block had been moved. Her kitchen was clean, but now it was out of place. She didn't give away his secret hiding place downstairs in the linen closet. The thought of him watching her had her nipples hardening. When he came into the bathroom she never acknowledged his presence. Even though she knew he was naked and it made her heart beat faster. She did take the extra time to run the thick suds all over her flesh. Her blanket had been pulled back, and she noticed his clothes out of the corner of her eye. Her breath caught when she heard his slow, deep intake of breath just on the other side of the closet door. She dropped her towel. Both of them naked. Both of them so close. The closet door burst open and she screamed. "Slut!" He cried out as he grabbed her and threw her backward. Her world went flying as the naked man jumped and landed right on top of her. Her heart stopped when she felt him. He was harder than she'd ever felt. Her pussy tightened. "Get off of me!" "Shut up, slut." He said and then a loud swat sounded through the air. She felt the sting on her backside. He had spanked her. Why did that make her nipples even harder? "Oh!" He turned her onto her back. His face was determined, but he looked so fucking hot with that wild streak in his dark blue eyes. They were almost gray like thunderclouds as he leaned over her. She knew she had no chance, but she struggled anyway. He captured her wrists beside her face and his thick arms strained against her. Was that force, or was it a reaction to pull back so he didn't actually hurt her? Either way it looked hot! When she wrapped her legs around his waist she felt his cock against her. Their eyes met and for just a moment he stopped. The thunderclouds were gone. But not for long. "Get off me!" She screamed and pushed. It seemed like a movement to get him away, but all it did was push her onto him. "FUCK!" He roared feeling her pussy slide down his cock. "No!" She screamed trying to remove herself, but it just felt too good. His hips moved and started pounding down into her. Her body accepted the deep rhythmic strokes as her mind raced toward the pleasure. He bent down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. She cried out when his teeth sank into the sensitive flesh and she felt the painful pleasure take her higher. Then he made the mistake of letting one of her wrists go as he pushed his hand between them and teased her clit. She found the opening and grabbed his thick hair. She pulled as hard as she could and he released her nipple as he cried out himself. The action took him off guard and she rolled sending him flying off of her. He stumbled back, and she felt empty again. She rolled and tried to crawl away, but he grabbed her ankles. "Don't run from me, slut!" His deep voice did things to her that she would never admit out loud. He pulled her back to the edge of the bed by her ankles. Her hard nipples scratching along the sheets and covers now. He pulled her thighs open and then he was inside of her again. "Oh fuck!" She screamed and then he spanked her again. Hard! SWAT! That was new, and she loved it! "Oh, you like that?" He asked and swatted her ass again. "Fuck. It makes your slutty cunt tighten every time I do that." "MMMMM." She moaned unable to find words. Then he pulled her hair thrusting her head back as he pounded into her again. The entire bed shook with the force as he took what he wanted and she felt the pleasure so close. "You think you can tease me and get away with it?" He snarled as his hips snapped forward again and he plunged deeper. He was bare and he was deep. The two things she craved for in the dark night. This wasn't night though. "No." She finally got out. "Then why do you do it, Sammy? Why do you look so fucking delicious when you're in the choir singing? Why do you look so irresistible when you take Jeremy to his baseball games? Why must you tease me?" "FUCK ME!" She cried out when he slapped her ass again. She pushed back against him this time impaling herself on his large cock. She heard his pleasure as she raced toward her own. Everything around her faded away except for her body slamming back onto his. *** The girl could fuck. He always loved that about her. They had been lovers for nearly four years now, and this new game had her wetter than she had ever been. Dellon grabbed her hair and yanked it again. Then his other hand slapped against her thick ass cheek. He loved the way it would jiggle underneath his hand like that. He never expected those slaps to cause her perfect cunt to drip even more and clench him like a tight glove. When he discovered that he knew he'd never get enough of it. She had always had a reactive pussy. That's how he knew what to do with her. Her nipples were always a hot spot for her, and the forbidden things she would admit while he was pile driving into her were the worst. He knew that too. He loved it actually. Single moms were always the best fucks. He released her hair and turned her over. The desperate look on her face had him throbbing and he slammed his cock back into her. She threw her head back and screamed at the ceiling as he fucked her and reached down to twist her large, elongated nipples. That beautiful voice filled the room as he pulled on them and her tight channel flooded around him. He fucking loved when she came that hard. Her long, painted fingernails gripped her sheets and her legs tightened around him. The time had come and he was going to make sure she remembered this fuck...at least until their next one. There would be a next time. He knew that too. "Fuck me! I'm cumming!" She sang and he felt her tight grip around his sensitive cock. He was so close. He was going to cum with her. A rare treat for both of them. "Mom?" A young voice came from the door. The door he didn't close. They both turned at the same time to see him. The look of shock on his face as he stood there in the door way. Jeremy. "Shit." Dellon cursed but didn't move. They had been caught. What was he supposed to do? Then he felt it. Samantha tightened around him and her orgasm raced. "Coach Dellon?" Jeremy asked. "FUCK!" Samanatha screamed and both Dellon and Jeremy watched her. He knew what was happening and he was beyond shocked. He did the only thing a red-blooded man would do. He pounded the fuck out of her squirting cunt right in front of her own son. "You filthy slut. You like knowing your own son can see you?" He thrust harder and her squirting pussy convulsed around him. It was the hardest he'd ever felt her cum. This was beyond unexpected. This he did NOT know. "Mom?" Jeremy's confused voice came again, but this time he was closer. Dellon looked up from where he was losing himself and so close to see Jeremy now on the other side of the bed watching. The tent in his shorts was obvious. "Look at that, babe. Your son's got a hard on for you." He said and she clenched him even tighter. He turned to the twelve year old that was watching. "Jeremy. Take your clothes off. Your mother wants your help." "Jesus!" She gasped hearing his words. He had to stop moving or he was going to shoot before this really started. He was momentarily proud of the restraint that he had not to completely lose himself. They both watched as the young boy quickly stripped out of his clothing. Dellon was one of his baseball coaches, it was true. He had seen him naked before in the showers and locker room after practice or games. He knew what a stud he was growing into, but this was the next level! When Jeremy stood next to the bed completely naked Samantha could barely breathe. He saw her enormous tits barely moving as she gave little gasps. Jeremy noticed them too. How could he not? They were perfect. "Go ahead, son." Dellon said. "Touch them. Your mom loves when her big tits are played with." Jeremy's hand shook with nerves as he reached out. They all three held their breath watching the movement. He felt her pussy flutter along the entire length of his cock as her son's hand moved closer. "Oh, fuck." She gasped and clamped down when he made contact. "Mommy?" Jeremy whispered and squeezed it softly. "Fucking Christ." Dellon swore and thrust hard into her. The force made the breast bounce and Jeremy's eyes lit up. "Go on, boy. Suck it." Jeremy looked up at him unsure. His hand still on her breast as Dellon thrust back and forth unable to stop himself. "Like this." He said leaning forward and taking her other nipple into his mouth. She was tighter than ever as he sucked on it and he felt her orgasm all over his cock when Jeremy followed his lead. Her twelve year old son leaned in and took her nipple into his young mouth. Dellon watched his lips close around it and then they moved in a suckling motion. "Oh baby!" She screamed and came all over his cock again. "Look at that, son." Dellon said standing back up. "You are making your mommy cum. Fuck, she's cumming so good!" He pounded into her and her screams filled the room again. "Stop. Too much. Please." She begged unable to breathe. Jeremy moved back like he had hurt her and looked concerned. Dellon reluctantly pulled out of her and saw her soaking wet lips. She looked over at her son, "No, it's okay. Just Mommy is very sensitive right now." Jeremy looked over at Dellon. He smiled at the twelve year old when he saw the wonder in his face. What would it be like to be twelve and see your naked mother getting fucked? Getting to suck her amazing tits? "Can I?" Jeremy's soft voice asked when Dellon met his eyes again. "Can you what, son?" He asked feeling himself throb when Jeremy looked down at his cock. Could it be? "You can do anything you want." Samantha said sitting up and looking at her son. "I've always wondered about this." He said reaching for Dellon's cock. "Jesus fuck!" Dellon swore when the twelve year old hand wrapped around his thick cock. He never...NEVER...imagined something so hot. Even in his darkest fantasies. His mind wouldn't even go to those places. He thought he had put the walls up around himself to protect from such lecherous behavior. The walls quickly crumbled when Jeremy began to stroke it though. Jeremy reached down with his other hand and stroked his own rock hard erection. "It's so much bigger than mind, Coach Dellon." Deep breath. Dellon had to control himself. The innocent face looking up at him had him on the razor edge. "Yours will grow, baby." Samantha said watching. Her eyes were as wide as Dellon's felt. Neither of them wanted to blink and run the risk of missing anything when it was this hot. Then he did the unthinkable. Dellon's chest hurt because he held his breath watching the sweet, maybe not so innocent, twelve year old lean in. Dellon bit his bottom lip so he wouldn't shout and scare the boy to death. Yes, boy! Jesus Christ. Closer. Dellon could feel Jeremy's warm breath on the glistening tip. He was covered in his mother's wet pussy juices. He was throbbing at the insanely hot scene playing out right in front of his eyes. Closer. Dellon clenched his fists and bit down harder on his lip. He was going to lose his fucking mind if it didn't happen soon. He summoned all of the will power he had to keep from shoving right into the small mouth and shooting his seed straight into Jeremy's throat. "FUUUUUUUCK!" Dellon couldn't hold back anymore. He threw his head back the second he felt Jeremy's mouth close around the head. "Oh my God." Samantha breathed watching as Dellon pulsed and Jeremy pulled off as Dellon started to shoot in his mouth, and then he covered his beautiful face. The sweet angelic face of a twelve year old boy coated in thick ropes of man cum. Dellon forced himself to look back at the sight. He would never forget the seductive droop of Jeremy's eyes and then the way the boy moved in again and sucked the sensitive tip for the last spurt of cum. "Jeremy!" He shouted and thrust. He couldn't help it. It was just too fucking much. Jeremy choked when Dellon felt the back of his throat. He pulled back not wanting to hurt the boy, but it was a Herculean task to do so! He should win a fucking award for the restraint he was showing right then. "Tastes so good." Jeremy smiled and licked his lips where a thick drop was resting. "Fuck! Come here baby." Samantha said leaning back and spreading her legs wide. Both of the guys saw it. She was soaked, the lips were inflamed and ready to be taken stretching around her opening. "Fuck Mommy." "Goddamn it!" Dellon said. His stomach clenched again at the incredible sight he was witnessing. He wasn't going to miss a single moment! He moved beside her and kissed her deeply as Jeremy climbed between her legs. He felt the moment it happened. Samantha's body shook with it. She gasped and he turned to see Jeremy had thrust completely inside of her. "Careful buddy." He said and turned to her. "You okay, babe?" "Sorry Mommy. Did I hurt you?" Jeremy asked. "No, it's okay." She sighed feeling her own son back inside where he had been born from. It made Dellon's cock shoot back to full length. "Just be careful. Mommy is still sensitive." "Feels so good, Mommy." He said pulling back and then pushing back in. Dellon moved up and pushed his dick into her mouth. "Fuck! Getting a blowjob from Mommy and her son." His balls boiled as she took him deep and moaned around him. "MOMMY!" Jeremy cried out and he thrust harder. "I'm going to cum!" "Fill her up! Fill your Mom's slutty pussy with that load, Jeremy!" "AAAAAHHHHHH MOMMY!" He screamed and shot deep into her. Dellon watched as his young cock pulsed and emptied into her with every thrust he kept giving to her. Dellon saw it happen. She came again! The squirting wasn't as strong, but it was still coating her young son's cock and balls. Dellon fired his load into Samantha's mouth as they all shared the same orgasm. Jeremy watched his mother swallow the cum before he pulled out of her. A small stream of cum flowed down her lips. "My God." Dellon gasped collapsing next to mother and son as she pulled him in and licked the cum off of his face. Jeremy reached for Dellon's cock again and he knew they were far from over. He knew that too.