This story, House on the Lake, continues the “Howdy Neighbour” series. Beginning with the story of Ken and Angela, followed by the story of Ken and Melanie, which comprised Pt 01 and Pt 02, both of which are found in the Erotic Couplings category.
This story “House on the Lake, Pt. 01” involves an Incest relationship necessitating a different category, Incest/Taboo.
Enjoy.
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Angela stands in the kitchen enjoying her first cup of coffee for the day. Looking out the large window overlooking the lake and surrounding hills, the 38 year old is thinking back over the years and assessing her life. How did she come to be living in seclusion in this lovely house on the Lake? What began as a summer friendship, when she was 19, with Ken, the older neighbour guy, quickly progressed into a summer romance filled with sex. One of the results of their tryst was a son, Casey.
With summer over and Uni calling her back her, mom Melanie had swept in and stole Ken from her. About this time she discovered she was pregnant. Over time she and her mom had made up, kinda, and all three of them, Ken, Mel and Angie had moved to the House on the Lake. Her son was born 6 months later.
Soon after moving here, a major event occurred in her and Kens life.
The disappearance of her mom Mel. She simply packed up and took off with another man, thus leaving Ken and new mom Angie to raise their baby on their own.
When Melanie ran off with the new man, the stranger JT, Angela was not surprised.
She always figured her mom to be a ‘slut’ and wasn’t disappointed.
She had tried to warn Ken but he wouldn’t listen.
Now it was Ken and Angie again, thrust back together as a couple. And, they were happy. Their love blossomed.
Over the years, as their son grew, Ken and Angie were content and fulfilled. Life was good. Angie dedicated herself to her son. Ken got back into gardening and his flowers, overseeing their food supply and beautifying the property.
Early on Angie developed an interesting relationship with her son, coddling, cuddling and doting on him constantly to the extent he was growing into a ‘mommy’s boy.’
Today he is a young strapping man of 19, a very handsome and rugged individual.
Standing 6 feet tall, with brown eyes and short brown hair with an athletic body
he has a fixation on his mommy. Something Angie certainly encouraged.
Angie loves her son to the moon and back and there is nothing she wouldn’t do for him. Casey sees himself as her protector from outside forces, and she sees herself as his protection against the outside world and its restrictive norms. A “marriage” made in heaven. Their strength is in their bonding as mom and son.
Ken, on the other hand, is oblivious to much of what goes on around him, focusing mostly on his flowers and the garden and tending to the source of much of their food.
Angela, or Angie as her family calls her, is interrupted from her day dreaming.
Two large hands sliding across her hips, hot breath on her neck and a lump pressed into her butt, bring her back to the present.
“Morning sexy,” the voice of Casey. He turns his mommy around in his arms and plants a kiss on her mouth.
Angie instinctively reaches arms up and around his neck, pulling his body tight into her. She engages in a lingering kiss, their tongues flirting and teasing.
Casey’s hands caress his moms luscious butt pulling her tighter into him and his aroused cock.
Mommy moans in her sons arms. The two lovers being no stranger to this activity.
Casey is wearing his usual garb, tight fitting blue jeans and a muscle shirt.
Angie is dressed in her usual, a V neck light weight sweater stretched tight over her perky breasts and a pair of tighter than tight booty shorty shorts.
The sweater emphasizes her hard thick nipples and boobs.
The shorts emphasizing her luscious round ass are pulled tight over her pussy mound. She exudes “sexy”, her sons nickname for her, which she loves.
Thus, the perfect clothes for her to wear in a secluded area such as they live in. The perfect attire for two lovers.
“Where’s the old man?”
“Tending to his garden. The usual. Should be gone for most of the day. I packed him a lunch, a thermos of coffee and a few bottles of water,” a smirk on her face.
As much as Angie loves Ken, her first love, she Loves her son more.
“You know what I like,” sweeping his mommy into his arms. “Your room or mine?” Casey questions her.
“Lets be naughty. The front porch.”
Casey carries his mom thru the house, out the front door onto the porch, setting her down in the comfy soft chair.
“What’s your pleasure today mommy?”
“Surprise me,” Giggling.
Casey is up to her challenge and more than willing to accommodate his moms erotic nature, pulling down the zipper on his jeans.
Mom doesn’t miss a beat, her hands reaching in to spring his thick cock free of the jeans. With Casey standing and mom sitting, the cock sucking 1xbet yeni giriş begins in earnest.
Sounds of slurping fill the immediate area, Angie has her arms around Casey’s thighs and Casey’s hands are on her head helping to guide her mouth.
Her head bobbing back and forth, moans and grunting escaping Casey’s lips, he is on the verge of soon CUMing.
And CUM he does, a hot load of gooey CUM filling his moms mouth, which Angie expertly swallows.
“My turn,” she announces, jumping up and removing her shorts before lying on the porch couch. Legs spread, knees bent, her bare pussy begging her sons attention.
Casey doesn’t disappoint, dropping to his knees and moving in to service his mommy.
His hands holding Angie’s legs apart and steady, his mouth sucking on her pussy, he tongue teases the folds of skin, biting, chewing and sucking them into his mouth.
Angie, trying to squirm, can’t. The strong hands holding her steady.
She gasps and groans, a yelp is heard. Casey works his magic on mommy driving into a state of delirium.
She CUMs, sexual secretions flooding his mouth with her sweet nectar.
Throwing her head back, body tingling in Orgasm the afterglow of love making coursing thru her.
“That was wonderful sweetie, as always. The perfect start to our day. Thank you baby.”
“My pleasure maam,” bowing and laughing. “We aim to please.”
“Watcha wanna do this aft?”
“I’ll surprise you mom. Something naughty,” a twinkle in his eyes, “A naughty surprise.”
“The word for today is, “naughty.” They laugh.
An embrace, a long kiss, bodies molded together before mommy goes off to do her housework. Pleasant thoughts of her son dominate her mind.
Casey watches his mommy retreat, never getting enough of her shaking ass. He smiles.
Angie wiggles back to the kitchen for another cup of coffee, thinking ‘my years of doting on and loving my son has resulted in this morning.’ She smiles.
Muttering, “How awesome is that?”
The coffee is brewed and Angie sits to enjoy a cup and wash her sons CUM from her mouth. Thoughts bombard her mind. I used to accuse my mom of being a ‘mommy slut’. Now, look at me. Laughing. The only difference being, I keep my slutting in the family and not the bars and pubs.
What they say about the apple not falling far from the tree is true, scratching an
in itch in her crotch.
Angie, then goes about cleaning the house, vacuuming the floor and polishing the furniture. After an hour she collapses on the couch for a power nap.
She suddenly wakes up, two hands shaking her, “Hey mom, wake up! Time for our afternoon adventure. I have a surprise for you.” Laughing.
“Throw these on and meet me down at the dock,” Casey drops a few clothes on her and walks off.
Angela does as instructed and walks down to the dock where Casey waits, the boat already running.
The clothes Casey chose for his mommy to wear is a revealing red V neck Micro Modal & Lace Dramatic Entrance V-Front Dress.
It has a Plunging V-Front and Revealing Back with a Halter Neck Tie.
Hardly the sort of clothing to be wearing while on the lake but Angela has become used to dressing sexy for her son. Beside there’s nobody else around here to see her dressed like this.
She smiles at Casey and climbs into the boat with a helping hand from her son. dressing like this for her boy excites Angela. The fact he thinks she is a sexpot warms her heart and makes her feel so fuckin horny. She loves it.
Casey sits at the back of the boat, hand on the throttle, steering the boat across the leg.
Angela sits on the bench mid boat in front and facing her son, long hair blowing in the breeze
Tits barely covered by the dress and her pussy exposed, Casey has an eyeful.
It has been said there is an island with a white sandy beach hidden in one of the coves. Most unusual for this area. This is what Casey is hoping to find today. The purpose of the boating excursion. A secret place for him and mom to enjoy one another, their ‘secret hideaway.’
By the time they reach the island and cruise around it searching for the elusive cove, Casey is hornier than a four peckered owl. Looking at his half naked sexpot mommy for the past hour has almost done him in.
Fortunately, for him and his condition, they find the beach. Not a moment too soon either. Beaching the boat, grabbing a blanket and helping his mom, Casey hurriedly carries her to the sandy beach. Unfolding and adjusting the blanket first, Angela crawls onto it, and Casey onto her. First on his bucket list is throwing an aggressive fuck into his mommy to relieve his engorged cock.
A few minutes later,
her Pussy dripping with her sons CUM, Angie busies herself with mouth between his legs licking Casey clean. Then, mommy on top, rides her sons cock to another earth shattering Orgasm. Finishing up 69ing, mommy on top and son lying on the blanket. Finally satiated, and tired, they prepare to leave.
They’ve made love on a secluded white 1xbet giriş sandy beach, away from prying eyes. So they think.
However,
The frolicking mommy and son don’t notice a young boy of Casey’s age hidden in the tree line, video camera in hand, the button pushed to ‘Rec”.
A few days later Angela receives a phone call.
“Hello darlin. You don’t know me but I kinda know you and I sure do know your mommy. How’s about you and me get together. Best you drive over here to where I live. Wouldn’t want you getting caught by your man or your son would we now?
Lets say the day after tomorrow. You’ll find directions in your mailbox. Oh, and wear sometin purty for me,” laughing. “JT sure appreciates your cooperation.” The phone clicks off.
What the hell was that all about? she asks herself. Just how on earth am I supposed to getaway from here? Wear something pretty? Who is this guy?
JT, what the hell.
Angela is definitely perplexed and, at the same time intrigued. Her mind running in two directions.
The next day Angela is out of sorts. Both Ken and Casey give her a wide berth figuring its just ‘woman problems.’
On the day of her rendezvous with JT, Angela tells her son she’s going to town to see the doctor. She’s not questioned.
Remembering what JT said about ‘wearing something pretty’, she grabs something appropriate and leaves. On the way driving over she stops the pickup and changes into ‘something pretty’.
Getting lost along the way, she finally figures out where she missed the turn into JTs property and finally arrives at his location.
Stepping out of the pickup, wearing a mini skirt and crop top, she looks around.
A wolf whistle sounds, greeting her.
She turns in that direction. A tall and slim gruff looking man saunters over her way.
“Howdy darling. You sure do look real nice for JT,” smiling. “Welcome to my humble abode, pointing to a ramshackle cabin. Behind him stands a younger man, a teenager about 18.
Turning to him and pointing, “This here is my son, Boy. Your half brother.”
A loud GASP from Angela. “That’s right darlin! Your momma and me, we was busy way back in the beginning,” Laughter. “C’mon, I’ll explain for you.”
JT leads her into the ramshackle cabin with Boy following along.
Inside, she is shown where to sit and tossed a can of beer.
Angel sits on the couch, in her short mini and with her legs crossed, her long limbs and thighs displayed for the boys. She cracks open the beer can.
“You be right daddy! My sis sure be purty,” Boy stares.
“She come from good stock Boy. Her momma, your mommy too, was purty too,” more laughter.
I got a story to tell ya and a lil movie to show you. Then we can negotiate my terms for ya.” Big grin.
Over the next 20 minutes, Angela hears about mommy and her disappearance, JT putting some sense to what happened 19 years ago.
Melanie had been seduced by JT and run off with him. Further proof to Angela that mommy was indeed a ‘mommy slut.’ Shortly after co-habiting, Mel became pregnant with JT’s child. The result is sitting across from her, the boy called Boy.
Melanie passed away shortly after the boys birth.
Among other things, Boy has an island he boats over to. It was on this island a couple weeks back he witnessed a man and woman having Sex on the beach. In his excitement he videoed the entire episode. Now Angela is watching the jerky video on the TV screen of her and her son. She is aghast. and begins crying.
“You and your son sure do have a fun time together don’t cha darlin?”
“Pretty good eh Pa,” Boy pipes up.
“So darlin, what say we too have some fun,” Laughing, “Unless you wanna have everybody know your dirty lil secret.”
Angela looks up at JT, standing over her, her eyes pleading with him.
Its all to no avail. JT is working the zipper down on his jeans.
It is at this moment Angela realizes the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Like mommy like daughter. In her heart she see’s herself a ‘mommy slut’ just like her mommy before her. As tough as this is for her, the comparison to Melanie, she does enjoy the sex.
Boy is rubbing himself thru his dirty jeans.
Angela resigns herself to the fact JT is going to make her do whatever he wants.
The other scary and horrible thought, she may even be enjoying what is about to happen.
“Come to JT lil darlin! Let’s see how you compare to your momma.”
Boy sits off to the side holding his trusty video camera, Chuckling and guffawing, “Good one Pa.”
Angela hesitantly, at first, reaches an arm over to JT, her fingers reaching into his unzipped jeans and hauling out the thick cock.
A moan, a GASP, her cupped hand stroking JT’s manhood.
Eyes lighting up, a smile on her face, her hand guides the cock into her mouth.
Bulging cheeks, lips wrapped around the girth, she swallows.
Sitting before him leaning forward, the mini skirt high on her thighs, pointy nipples and perky breasts pressed into the crop 1xbet güvenilirmi top Angela goes to work.
Head bobbing, hands on his bum holding him close, Angie sucks JT deeper into her throat.
And Boy, he records it all, the action, his daddy and half sister.
The harder Angie sucks, the longer Angie sucks, the rhythm of her mouth, all betray her. She is enjoying what she does. Like her mommy before her, she desires to pleasure JT to his hearts content.
A LOUD, “WOOPEE,” and JT CUMs.
The strangers seed spurting into Angela’s throat.
Swallowing every last drop, leaning back in the couch, smacking her lips, a big ole smile on her face, the sense of accomplishment flooding thru her.
She is her mommy’s daughter. The slut daughter of her ‘slut mommy’, long athletic legs and thick muscular thighs revealed in the mini skirt.
JT kneels before her now, hands spreading her legs wide, face buried in her crotch, mouth sucking on her shaved pussy. He eats her out, lapping up the sweet nectar, inhaling the aroma, tasting her scent.
Angela leaning back into the couch, legs over JT’s shoulders, enjoys his tongue in and on her, licking her to an Orgasm.
Her hips bucking, body squirming, she CUMs with an, “ARGHHHHHH.’
Boy, jerking himself off with one hand, records with the other.
Chuckling to himself.
JT stands up, looking down at Angela on the couch, smiles and says, “I do declare, your momma be right proud of you girl. She taught you well,” Laughing.
“I’ll be seeing you again, lets say two weeks,” and walks out of the cabin, Boy following.
Angels straightens herself up best as she can and walks back outside to her pickup.
The drive home is filled with a million thoughts. Trying to rationalize what happened over the last hour is a minefield of emotions. One thing is certain though, Angela actually enjoyed the experience. Her naughty behaviour turned her on, her hand between her legs stroking her pussy.
Yep, her mommy might even be proud of her, smiling.
Along the way home she stops, changes back into her jeans and crop top, and packs up the mini skirt into a plastic bag before continuing on.
Arriving home she seeks out her son and falls into his arms seeking the warmth of a family member.
The warmth of his body, his fondling fingers and the strength of his embrace comfort Angela. At the same time, however, her tortured mind is fantasizing.
Fantasizing that she’s with JT who is embracing and cuddling her.
She can’t seem to get him out of her troubled mind.
In the end she resigns herself to an undeniable truth, she wants JT.
Later that evening she sneaks out of the house and phones JT on her cell.
Not wanting to wait the two weeks JT had suggested, she wanted, needed him, sooner, much sooner.
“Hello.” JT answers.
Listen carefully,” she says, “Here are my conditions. Take a shower, wear clean clothes and meet me in the small town at the motel, 9 AM tomorrow sharp. Come alone. Got it. Repeat it back please.”
A surprised JT does as he is told. She clicks off. On the other of the phone line JT smiles to himself. “Gotcha hooked, just like your momma.”
Back in the house, “Casey, the doctor wants a return appointment with me tomorrow to check me out. Nothing serious so don’t worry.”
That night Angela has a restful sleep cuddled in the arms of her hubby Ken, but her thoughts are on JT. Happy thoughts.
Early the next morning Angela is on the road again.
Wearing her usual, mini skirt and tight lite sweater.
Arriving in the small town at the motel she spots JT standing in a doorway.
She parks, gets out and walks toward him. Brushing by him in the doorway, she reaches out a hand and grabs him on the way by, pulling him into the darken room.
JT, a surprised look on his face, almost falls into the room behind her.
She embraces him reaching arms up around his neck and kisses him.
Pressing her body into his, fingers fumbling with his belt buckle.
JT guides her back far enough to slip the tight sweater over her head and push the mini skirt off her hips. As usual, no bra or panties to contend with.
Pushing her back onto the bed, at the same time discarding his clean jeans, he then mounts her.
The two lovers, Angela and the Stranger JT, driven by their craving for one another
begin a fast urgent Fucking.
Lost in the ecstasy of overpowering LUST, Angela’s spread legs and wet pussy easily and wantonly accommodate JT’s large cock.
The two bodies engage in what can only be described as, aggressive and rough sex.
JT piston fucking his new lover.
Angela, legs wrapped around his torso, humping and thrusting against the pounding she is receiving.
Fucking with reckless abandon.
The bodies bouncing.
The bed bounces.
The crazed lovers given into their wild desires.
Angela yells first, “ARGHHHHHHHHHH,” she Orgasms and CUMs.
JT follows follows suit. A twitching cock erupts, balls empty, and his CUM fires into Angela’s womb.
The two lovers, covered in sweat, collapse on the damp bed, and drift into sleep.
A while later, Angela stirs and awakens out of the afterglow, eyes blinking, she sees a shape above her. It’s Boy.