Lani & Me Ch. 02

And if that wasn't enough, she moved her leg in between his so it was pressed against where his cock was, and he - my dad - is sliding one hand down her back 'til he's cupping her butt cheek.

And I couldn't help but think - just a few hours ago that butt cheek had been mine. But then I realized that there're going to be a few things I'm going to have to get used to now.

So while I'm watching, almost like I'm hypnotized or something, Mom moves up behind me, but she's real close. And it kinda confused me when she said, "Your dad's been looking forward to Lani's visit for a long time."

And while she's saying this she's got her body - her whole body - pressed up against me and has her arms around me. But it's not, like, affectionately. She's got both her arms under - inside - my arms, and one of her hands is on my chest, and that's "normal," I guess. But the other one's down low on my abdomen, and her hand is open and her fingers are just above where my cock starts. And I gotta tell you, I know I shouldn't of, but watching Dad and Lani doing what they were doing, and with Mom's hands and fingers where they were, well, you already know what's starting to happen down there.

Then Mom says something that when I thought about it kinda blew my mind. She said, "Guess they couldn't wait."

Wait? Wait for what? Oh, shit - Dad and Lani?

Yeah, I guess I knew, about the past 'n' stuff. But for some reason I didn't make the connection, didn't realize that all that stuff Lani told me, about her and Dad and Mom and Grandpa Bill - I thought that was all ancient history. Guess I'll have to rethink that - rethink a lot of things - real fast.

And that got me thinking about what Lani told me, about her and Dad, but also about Mom and her dad. Well, I'm looking right at Dad and Lani, and I guess I got a pretty good idea where that's gonna go. But what about Mom? Grandpa's not here anymore for her. There's only... oh, double shit!

And that's when Mom says, "It's kind of hot, watching them, isn't it, Jason?" We watched for a few more moments before Mom says, "Seeing your Dad and Lani like that - does it make you jealous, Jason? Does that make you jealous, seeing Lani and your father like that?" She waited, to give her words a chance to get to me...

... and that's when I felt her hand - the one that had been down low on my - on me - moving lower, farther down, toward my cock that was really starting to make a tent in my khakis...

And that's when she said, "It doesn't have to, Jason - it doesn't have to make you jealous..."

Then Dad lets go of Lani's ass and takes her hand and they start walking together toward the guest bedroom, and I can't believe I'm seeing this.

And that's when Mom takes hold of my hand and calls out to them, "I'm sure the bed in our room is big enough for four."

Another holy shit! Not only is it obvious that Dad and Lani still fuck, but that they're going to do it right now! And what's even wilder, Mom's taking me into hers and Dad's bedroom because "the bed there is big enough for four."

"In fact, I already turned down the covers..."

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So, yes, the bed in Mom 'n' Dad's room is big enough for four, and yeah, the covers were already turned down. Which is a good thing, since Lani and Dad were already stripping off their clothes on the way to the bedroom, and as soon as they got there they were on the bed and onto each other.

And the way they did it, Dad laid down and pulled Lani down on top of him, only he turned her so her pussy was right over his face - over his mouth - and his cock was right under her mouth, and she dived onto his cock and took it all the way in, and it looked like she had it all the way in her throat. And remember how Lani told me that, yes, sometimes women, when they're really turned-on, like the man to actually "eat" their pussies? Well, that's what my dad was doing to Lani, right now - he wasn't sucking or licking her pussy - he was eating it!

So when Dad and Lani were dragging each other into the big bedroom Mom grabbed me by the belt and pulled me along with them. So while they're both going at each other like starving animals Mom is still standing behind me and I'm half aware that she's unbuckled my belt and zipped my zipper down part way and unbuttoned the two buttons of my rugby shirt and she's telling me to lift my arms so she can pull it off over my head.

And after she's pulled my rugby shirt off and I'm standing there shirtless and with my jeans halfway down my hips I feel Mom step back and I hear a zipper, and she must've unzipped the jacket of her warm-up suit because the next thing I know, I'm feeling her bare skin - her bare tits! - pressing against my naked back.

"See, Jason, there's no need for you to stand here being jealous of Dad and Lani," and there wasn't any question now as to why I wasn't going to have to be jealous.

My mom is a few inches taller than Lani and a bit bigger, maybe 5 foot 4 and 120 pounds, and I guess she's got a pretty decent figure for a mom. Her breasts are bigger than those amazing small tits Lani has, and I've even overheard some of my friends when they think I can't hear saying that she's a MILF and that they wouldn't mind...

And that's the body that's pressed up against my back right now and pushing my jeans the rest of the way down and taking off my shoes. And by this time she's pushed the bottoms of her warm-up suit down and she's pressed up against me and her right hand is around me holding my cock and she's jacking it up and down, and this is really fucked-up, but now I'm really hard.

And then she says, "Look at your dad and Lani, Jason. It looks like they're having a very good time. I think we should join them, don't you?" and steered me over to the bed and then in what felt like one single move she fell back on the bed with her legs spread and pulled me down on top of her and guided my cock straight into her pussy and said, "I've waited a long time for this, Jason"

... And that's how we started the two amazing weeks of Lani's visit.

After I'd cum in my mom twice and she gave me a blowjob (that I was too drained to cum from but Mom really seemed to like doing it) we all kind of napped for a while and then went out to the kitchen to get something to drink, and that's when Mom 'n' Dad - mostly Mom - explained things to me:

"Jason, I guess Lani told you how starting when I was 18 my father and I were having sex pretty regularly, and that Mom and Dad and I often did things together? And how when I met your dad at college and thought that he might be the guy I"d want to marry, I had to make sure that he was okay with our 'family traditions.' And how we continued this way for years, until my dad - your Grandpa Bill - died?

"And we've kept this up whenever your dad and Lani and I get together." Mom stopped to see how I was reacting to this.

Well, there's not a lot of ways for me to react. I mean, Lani already told me about how things got started, and when Mom first brought Dad home with her for that spring break. And I guess what just happened in the bedroom should've made it pretty obvious that this 'family tradition,' as Mom called it, is still alive and well.

"Yeah, I guess Lani told me about it. But she didn't say you were still... doing it... when you... get together. But I guess I just learned that you still do, so...," and there wasn't much else to say.

Mom reached across the table and put her hand on mine. "Well, we've talked about it, for a while now. And we decided now that you're 18 that you're old enough to... old enough to join in with us."

Then she smiled, more like to herself, and said, "I've managed to sneak some looks when you're in the shower...," and she paused, like she was trying to decide whether to say something more, "... and some of the times I've seen you in your bedroom when you didn't know anyone was looking...," and I could feel my face getting hot and red right there at the table - that Mom had seen me sometimes when I was beating-off.

But she just smiled again and squeezed my hand. "Anyway, I could see that you were - how can I put this - more than ready - to know about what we do. So we talked, and we all decided that if you want to, you're welcome to join us when we..." I guess she didn't quite know how to describe what I was welcome to join them in.

"We'd planned to do it here when you and Lani got back, but the two of you getting stuck in that hotel because of the storm worked out just as well. Maybe better."

Then Lani added, "It did work out nicely, didn't it, Jason? Our nights stuck together at the Holiday Inn - you enjoyed them, didn't you, Jason?"

I think I kinda mumbled that, yeah, I did enjoy being "stuck" at the Holiday Inn with Lani for two nights.

So anyhow, for the next two weeks I got a thorough introduction to the 'family traditions,' in every form. And I learned that my mom is one hot piece, and that she likes dirty - filthy - talk, like calling herself mommyslut and saying that "she's a whore for her baby's cock." And that my dad, my normal old "pragmatic" dad, turns out to be one heck of a stud. And I learned what Lani meant when she said how Mom had discovered that "she likes having two men at the same time."

For Dad and Lani this was a chance to have one of their reunions, and I was able to see how much they really do care for each other. But also how hot they are for each other, and how that first time I saw them on the bed was not the only time that they went at each other like animals.

For me, I found out how much I like fucking my mom and how much my mom likes being fucked by her son, and we were at something or other all the time. She'd just kneel down in front of me and unzip my zipper and pull out my cock, which seemed like it was half-hard for the whole two weeks, and take it all the way into her mouth. Or I'd reach inside whatever she was wearing and feel her tits and squeeze her nipples or finger her pussy and clit and we'd end up dragging each other into bed, or maybe just bending her over a counter or piece of furniture and fucking her. Like she said, she wanted to be my mommyslut and be a "whore for her baby's cock," anywhere her baby wanted to put it.

But there were also a couple of nights that Lani and I spent alone, in my room. And being back together with her like that, it felt special. And I know this sounds crazy but spending those nights together with her, like that, it felt like a honeymoon - our honeymoon. Or because of those nights in the hotel, maybe a second honeymoon. And those times we always ended up lying with her head tucked into my shoulder and her arm across my chest and her long hair against my cheek. And those times when we were like that it felt like she really was "my girl."

Anyhow, the two weeks of Lani's visit seemed to disappear. Lani would have had to spend a small fortune to change her plane reservation to a later date, and Dad had had to rearrange a bunch of stuff to spend as much time with Lani but now things were piling up at his company and he had to get back to work. I had a summer AP chemistry class that was starting Monday.

And Mom? Mom was pretty well fucked-out and just wanted a few nights in bed where she could actually sleep and people wouldn't be shoving things into her mouth or pussy.

So Lani got on her flight back to Arizona, this time without all the drama and adventure she had on the flight in. Dad got back to his business, Mom got back to her usual routine, and in a way, so did I, with more school.

A few weeks later - maybe because of what Lani and I did and all the things she taught me and the things I learned when we were together -- that I got up the nerve to ask Cassie Garza to go out for burgers and a movie with me. And in fact I was really surprised, 'cause when I finally got up the nerve to ask her she said yes so fast that it was practically like she knew I was going to ask her, or maybe even like she'd been waiting for me to ask her.

Anyhow, it's been a couple a months now, and yeah, we've been having sex. We didn't do it for the first several times we went out, or when I was at her house and her parents were out or downstairs while we were upstairs in her bedroom. But it wasn't too long, either. In fact, it was when we'd been going out about a month, or maybe five weeks. I was picking her up at her house like I'd done before, but this time, instead of her being all set to go out she was up in her room still getting ready. And I thought, "Getting ready? For miniature golf?"

But while I was waiting for Cassie her dad sits down with me and we talk. Sure, we've met and talked before, and he's a nice guy - a real nice guy, in fact. But this time he was really talking with me. And I kinda got the feeling that he was checking me out for some reason. Anyhow, Cassie finally came down and she and her dad looked at each other, and then Cassie says I should go on out to the car and she'd be out in a minute. And while I was going down the walk I looked back through the front door and I see her and her dad talking. And then she came out and she seemed especially happy. And that night was the first time we had sex.

Cassie and me, we get along real well. I guess I was confident about the sex part, because of Lani and all. But it seems like we feel the same about most things, about classes and about the other kids at school, and even about politics and the news. And I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's kinda like we're on the same "wavelength" on most things - almost everything, in fact, almost like we've had the same experiences, even though we been seeing each other for barely three months..

And that's how we got to this place. Gram - "Lani" - was back for another "visit." It seems like she's coming to visit more often, and her visits last longer since, how can I say this, since she - and Mom, and Dad - introduced me to the family traditions, if you get what I'm trying to say. And anyhow, Cassie was hanging around our house one afternoon because later she and I were going out for burgers and an early movie. And it might've been my imagination, but it seemed like Cassie was sneaking looks whenever Dad and Lani were together, but I couldn't be real sure so I didn't think much about it.

But then later, after the movie - one of those Marvel Comics superhero blockbusters Cassie seems to love - she suggested that we stop on the way home for a Slushie, but she's kind of playing at her drink and I get the feeling there's something she wants to talk about but she's not sure how to bring it up, which kinda surprised me, 'cause like I said, she and I are usually on the same wavelength about - well, about everything (except, maybe, the Marvel Comics movies).

Finally she decides, and what she says completely blindsides me.

"Jace, is there something going on between your Dad and your grandmother?"

Huh? Whadduya mean? Why? Was there something...??

"I was watching them this afternoon, and I couldn't help noticing that... well... that they touch each other a lot, and I don't mean like bumping into each other or helping each other do stuff...," and she left it hanging there for me to pick up on.

And the way she said it, she wasn't asking a question. I was trying to think of some way to deflect this.

"Nah. I think it's just that they like each other and they've known each other for a long time..."

"No, Jason, I think it's more than that. And one time I saw them looking at each other, and it was a look like, 'I'd like to rip your clothes off and pound you into the mattress.'"

I was surprised that Cassie would be so... crude, talking about my family that way. But it was obvious that she knew what she'd seen. And the reason I knew that she knew was because I'd seen that look between Dad and Lani - lots of times. In fact, Lani and I have exchanged that same look - more than once!

So,... busted??

But she's so nice, and she reached across the table and put her hand on mine and then she says, "It's alright, Jason. And I know that look because I've seen it between my mom and my dad." And she smiled a little, first to herself, then to me. "And they mean it!" and her smile got bigger.

Okay, so she'd picked up on the thing between Lani and Dad, and I know Cassie well enough to know that there's no way I'm going to weasel out of this. But what surprised me was, she didn't seem bent out of shape about it. In fact, the way she told me these things it was like she was actually good with it.

So I had to come clean. And it was important for me not to lie to Cassie. And besides, she and I understand each other so well that there's no way I could lie to her and have her believe it.

"Yeah, Dad and Lani have been attracted to each other for a long time...," I didn't think I was ready to tell Cassie just how long they'd been "attracted" to each other, "and before you start worrying, Mom's good with it - them. In fact, I think she was the one that fixed it for them to both... get together." And then I had this other thought. "But how come you... you don't seem real bothered by it?"

Cassie smiled real quick, but then she took her hand off mine and said, "You were going to ask how I noticed how they were together, and why something like that doesn't bother me more. Right?"

"Yeah. I mean, it's pretty off-the-wall, and not a whole lot of people do that, and there's not a whole lot of people would be OK with it - like you are."

Cassie put her hand back on mine and then said, "Like I said, the reason I recognized it so quick is because my mom and dad are really into each other, and I've seen those looks and those touches for most of my life."

She stopped and took a big pull on her Slushie straw.

"And the reason I'm good with it is... my dad is really my grandfather," and she stopped to give me time for that bombshell sink in.

My first thought was, "You're shittin' me!" but I managed to control myself and said "Huh? I mean, how can that be...?"

"I don't think I ever told you, but my father died when I was four years old. And my mom and my dad's father always liked each other, from the very first time my father introduced them. And I don't mean anything sexual. They just really liked each other and enjoyed spending time with each other. So when my father died and left my mother a widow, his father did everything he could to take care of Mom and me, and then it went from looking out for us to doing things together more and more. And he was a widower for years, and like I said, they'd always liked each other, and so when I was about seven my mom sat down and talked with me about how I'd feel, if it'd be OK if Abuelo moved in with us.

"So I said sure - I really loved my grandfather and like I said, he'd been spending most of the time with us anyway since my father died. And then later that same year Mom told me that Abuelo wouldn't be using the guest room any more - that he'd be sleeping in her room now, and I wasn't that old but I knew that didn't just mean that he was moving his clothes into her closet. And you know him - he's very handsome, and also not that old - Mom was older than my father when they got married, and my grandfather and grandmother had my dad when they were pretty young, so he's not a whole lot older than Mom. And since the last names were the same it was easy for him to slip into the role of 'the father' of the family.

"Mom also said that instead of 'Abuelo,' that now I could call him Dad or Daddy.

"So since I was seven he's been my dad and I've been living in a home where my mother and my grandfather are fucking." She stopped to take another pull on her Slushie. "And that, Jason, is how I picked up that there was something between your dad and your grandmother."