Mother's Shoe Mystery Pt. 10

Peggy's mother Claire had just caught her on all fours, with her son's cock ready to penetrate her from behind. Peggy reached for a pillow to cover herself up.

"Mom, what are you doing here?!"

"You were supposed to meat me at the cafe 2 hours ago! I tried calling your cellphone and you haven't answered! I left several messages to make sure you were OK! I knocked and nobody answered but your car is here! I used the spare key you gave me to get in! The real question is what are you doing in here with your son?!" Claire furiously hollered at her daughter.

Peggy tried to think quick, but there was simply no way to explain away what her mother had seen.

"My God Peggy, you were having sex with your own little boy! You know how wrong that is?!"

Peggy was quick to defend herself, "You don't understand mother! Things have changed between Billy and I. What we have, what we were doing is not wrong! It's special!"

"Just listen to yourself Peggy! You were about to let your son put himself in you! This is crazy!"

Billy was still standing there, erection at full force. He needed to step in a defend his mother. "Grandma, you really don't understand. Mommy and I are happier than ever. We are attracted to each other. We love being together. Why is that wrong?"

Claire turned to look at her grandson. "BECAUSE SHE IS YOUR MOTHER!" she said furiously. Billy noticed that as his grandma was saying that, she couldn't help but look down to catch a glimpse of his cock. He saw her swallow deeply, like she had seen something shocking. "You two need help!"

Peggy had to calm her mom down. "Mom, can we please talk alone for a few minutes? Billy put your clothes on and go to your room please."

Billy put his pants on without zipping up because of his erection, and walked out of the room with his massive cock sticking out of the top of it.

Peggy looked at her mother, who was still shaking her head. "Mom, let's go talk downstairs in the kitchen."

"Yes, let's! We have a lot to talk about."

Claire stormed out of the room and down the stairs. Peggy followed behind her mother, unsure how she could explain things to her.

The two women sat down at the kitchen table, and Claire immediately glowered at her daughter. Peggy just looked back at her mother, not sure where to start, or even if she should. Claire broke the silence.

"Go ahead Peggy, explain to me what I walked in on you doing! Give me your justification for having sex with your son! I'm sure you have a reasonable excuse don't you?"

Peggy wanted to yell at her mother that it was none of her damn business, and to get the hell out, but she knew a cooler head had to prevail.

"Calm down mom, and I'll explain."

Claire just scowled at her daughter with arms crossed.

"This all started a couple of weeks ago. I spied on Billy, and caught him smelling my shoes, and then cumming in one."

Claire interjected.

"Wait, wait, wait. You caught him what, and then he did what?!"

Peggy decided to give her mother the CliffsNotes.

"Billy has a foot fetish. His fetish also includes smelly feet as well as smelly underwear. I spied on him to see why my shoes were jumbled up when I got home. I saw him masturbating and at first I was shocked, but then something awakened in me. New feelings developed. I started feeling attraction towards Billy. I couldn't stop thinking about him sexually, and I decided to follow my heart, and initiate sexual acts with him. I gave him a foot-job, hand-job, and blow-job. I let him eat my pussy, and asshole. We haven't had sex yet. I'm not sure what would have happened if you hadn't walked in."

Claire was staring daggers through her daughter.

"Thats's your explanation huh?! That's what you have to say to me?! All you told me was that you saw your son naked, got horny, and decided to take advantage of him! What you are doing is wrong!"

In a calm, and confident voice Peggy responded.

"There may be many things that may be murky for most people, but I have perfect clarity on this. What Billy and I have is special. It's the kind of special only a mother and son can know. What my son and I have done, are doing, and will do, is beautiful, and I wouldn't change a thing. If you want to judge us, shun us, hate us, it doesn't matter to me. There is no going back for Billy and I, and even if we could, I never want to. My son and I are never stopping. Deal with it, or not. Your choice."

By the time Peggy had finished, Claire's face, and demeanor had changed. She seemed much calmer. She seemed almost sad now. Something in what Peggy said struck a cord.

Seeing this Peggy became concerned.

"Mom, are you OK. I'm sorry if what I said upset you but. ."

Before she could finish, Claire put up her hand as if to tell Peggy to stop, and not say anymore. After a few long seconds, she spoke.

"I'm not upset Peggy. I'm not angry. I'm not going to judge you."

Claire wasn't crying, but her eyes were glassy. She was staring over Peggy's shoulder, not making eye contact.

"Listening to you talk about you and Billy, it's brought back a lot of feelings."

"What do you mean mom? What did I say? What feelings came back?

Claire continued staring off as if lost in a thought, but still able to talk to her daughter.

"A lot of memories Peggy. A lot of emotions are flooding back."

"Memories, and emotions of what mom?! Of who?!"

Peggy finally stopped her distant stare and looked Peggy directly in the eyes.

"Memories and emotions of Robert."

Peggy put her hand up as if saying wait a moment.

"Robert? My brother Robert? Your son Robert?"

"Yes Peggy. Robert your brother. Robert my son."

Peggy shook her head as if to unscramble her brain.

"Wait a minute. Are you telling me that you and Robert...!"

Claire was quick to jump in.

"No Peggy, no. I never did anything with your brother. Ever. But god help me, I wanted to so much."

Peggy thought her brain was going to explode.

"Mom. Are you telling me that you were attracted to Robert? Are you saying that the things you know I've done with Billy, are things you wanted to do with Robert, year ago?"

"I always knew it was wrong Peggy, but I couldn't help it. Just like you can't help the way you feel now, I couldn't help the way I felt then either. I don't remember how, or why it started, I just know that my feelings for him began to change. I started seeing him in a different way. I found myself staring at him and getting butterflies in my stomach. I felt like a little school girl with a crush, around him. I started fantasizing about him. No matter how hard I prayed for those thoughts to go away, they wouldn't. But i could never bring myself to cross that line."

Peggy was stunned at the revelation, but she, more than anyone, understood. She was going through it now, only she didn't have the willpower to resist, that her mother did.

"Mom, I had no idea. Good thing dad never found out."

"He did find out Peggy. I told him."

Peggy was flabbergasted.

"Why did you tell him?!"

"He was my husband. I turned to him for everything when I was in crisis. I thought maybe he could help me fight these emotions, and get rid of them."

"My God mom, what did he say?"

Claire paused for a moment, hesitating to reveal more.

"Well Peggy, your father told me that I should bring Robert into our bedroom, when he and I were alone, and fuck him. To turn him into a man."

Peggy's mouth was agape. She could not form words any longer.

"I'm sorry all this is coming out Peggy. I never planned to ever reveal these things, but what happened today, and the way you feel, i just...I just think you should no everything, even if it changes the way you hold the memory of your father."

"Dad? Really? Dad told you to...?"

"Yes Peggy, he did. But there's more."

"What more can there be mom?!"

"Well you remember all the times I caught you and Robert being naughty?"

Peggy was quick to defend.

"Mom, he and I were just experimenting. We were young!"

Claire smirked at Peggy.

"Peggy, experimenting is one thing. You sucking your brother's cock every chance you got, that's something else. I caught you two so many times, either with him under your blanket eating you out, or you under his blanket, sucking his cock."

"I get it mom, we experimented a lot. Oh oh. You didn't tell dad about that too did you?"

"I did Peggy. All he said to me was how lucky Robert was."

Peggy's brain had officially left the building. She was in an accident and suffered severe brain trauma. this couldn't be real.

"Mom. Mom. Are you, telling me, that dad was jealous of Robert because he wanted to be the one eating my pussy, and have me sucking his cock? Dad? My dad? Wanted that with me? Dad dad."

Claire shook her head.

"Oh my sweet Peggy. How little you knew your father. Your father had been talking about wanting you sexually since you started to develop. Once after one your dance recitals, I caught him red handed in the laundry room sniffing the crotch of your leotard. He didn't even try to deny it. He said you had become a sexy girl, and that if you weren't his daughter he would be trying to get in your pants. And after I told him about how I felt about Robert, he kept trying to get me to agree for me to seduce your brother, and for him to try to seduce you. And once we got that going, he wanted as to have a family orgy."

Peggy was completely shocked at these revelations. If her mother wasn't suddenly having a case of dementia, and all this was true, her father was not who she thought he was. But while all these revelations clearly showed their affect on Peggy's face, what she wasn't letting on to her mother, was that hearing how her father felt and wanted back then, made her wish that he had tried to get in her pants. Many nights she had laid in bed thinking about her father coming in her room,tearing off her panties, and fucking her until she came on his big daddy cock. She was daddy's girl, and at some point she became attracted to him. She never thought to act on it though. Now she was regretting her inaction back then.

Claire apologized again for revealing so much.

"It's OK mom. I'm glad that you told me. Is there anything else though?!"

"No Peggy, that's it. Now tell me a little more about how this all came about with Billy, with a little more detail."

As both women continued talking downstairs, Billy was still in his room, stroking his cock.

He was about to fuck his mother, and was pretty sure she was going to let him, and his grandmother walked in. No interruption was going to kill his hard-on, especially when the interrupter was his sexy as hell grandma.

Claire was quite an attractive woman at 63. She was a gym rat, and had always taken good care of her skin. She did have a few wrinkles here and there, and her hair had gone white, and she dyed it silver, but this added to her sexiness. It worked for her. Peggy had inherited her huge boobs from her mom. Claire had a very nice pair of DD breasts that seemed to defy gravity. She had a very athletic body, with a tight ass. She was a silver fox, and never failed to get the attention of men of all ages. Once, a couple years after her father died, Peggy created a profile for her mother on one of those hook up sites to show her mother she was still desirable at her age. Her mother's profile got several hundred responses, mostly from men in their 20's and some in their late teens. Claire never went out with any of them and asked Peggy to delete it, but it did make her feel better about herself.

Billy always loved going to his grandma's house. She was always in flip flops, and always had her toenails well manicured, and painted red. A couple of times Billy had been able to lick her sweaty sandals that had her foot imprint in them from years of use. His grandma was also always in summer dresses or tennis dresses. This allowed Billy to see her killer legs, and occasionally if she had to bend over to pick something up, her spectacular ass. Earlier when his grandma had walked in on him with his mother, he was startled at first, but then looking her up and down, he couldn't help but wish she would get on all fours on the bed next to his mother, and he could lose his virginity to both his mother, and grandmother. The images kept playing in Billy's head as he stroked his cock.

Billy snapped to when he heard the front door close. He left his room and went into his mother's so he could see down to the driveway from the window. He could see his grandmother leaving.

Claire got in her car, and paused for a couple minutes. She had told her daughter so many things she never though she'd tell anybody. She collected herself, cleared her head, and drove away. But still, Claire had a difficult time concentrating on her drive. There was something she just couldn't get out of her head. That big, beautiful, veiny cock her grandson has. She had snuck a peak and seen the her grandson was a stallion.

Even while she was talking to her daughter Peggy, her mind kept going back, to that horse cock little Billy was packing. Claire kept her left hand on the wheel as she drove, but her right hand made it's way under her tennis dress, moving her panty to the right. Claire pictured sucking her grandson's cock and began rubbing her pussy. She wanted that cock in her mouth and pussy so badly, but she would have to do with fingering herself. Which she did vigorously as she thought about her sexy grandson.

Peggy had just had the craziest conversation of her life, and it was with her mother. So much came up and was unveiled that Peggy's head was swimming. It was a crazy night, and she was emotionally drained. She stated walking up the stairs, and Billy met her at the bottom. Without saying a word, he grabbed his mother's right wrist with his left hand and started pulling her upstairs.

"Billy, what are you doing? here are you pulling me to?"

They got to the top of the stairs and Billy pulled her right into her bedroom, and pushed her onto the bed.

"Now where were me mommy?"

Peggy could see by Billy's raging dick that he was just as horny as before. But Peggy's brain had just been overloaded. She wanted to go to bed and process everything.

"Baby boy, I know you want to continue what we were doing but Mommy has had a crazy night, and I just want to go to bed."

The smile on Billy's face drained. He looked like a sad puppy.

"OK mommy. I'll go to my room."

Peggy felt so bad. She didn't want her son to ever be sad. As Billy started walking away, Peggy grabbed his arm.

"Don't be sad baby, we will continue what we started another day. I promise."

Billy turned to face his mother.

"OK Mommy. I love you."

"I love you too baby."

Peggy lifted Billy's chin with her finger and gave him a little peck on the lips. Billy stared at her for a minute and then kissed her back, this kiss more than a peck. Billy pt his arm around his mother and pulled her in hard. The two started making out passionately. Their tongues intertwined, and Billy's erection was sticking straight up, sandwiched between them. Billy broke their kiss, put his hands in his mothers armpits, picked her up, and tossed her onto the bed. Peggy didn't say a word. Her son had just manhandled her and it turned her on so much, she though she was going to squirt already. Billy climbed on the bed and ripped her panties off her. Peggy tossed her shirt off. Billy took his shirt and pants off. They were both completely naked on the bed. This was it. It was finally time. Mother and son would finally, truly become lovers.

Billy scooted right up to Peggy. He looked down at his mother, his Goddess, and knew she was the one he wanted, and would always want, more than any other. Peggy felt the same way looking up at her stud son. Silence remained between them. Peggy was lying on her back, legs slightly spread. Billy was kneeling in front of her, in between them. Billy slowly moved his right hand and grabbed Peggy's left leg, by the ankle, and held it up. He then grabbed her right leg, by the ankle, and held it up. Billy leaned forward and placed his mother's legs on either side of his head and rested them on his shoulders. He lowered his hands to just above her knees and held them in his grip. He brought his hips slightly forward, making his cock have contact with Peggy's pussy lips. Peggy's body quivered. She reached her left hand under her leg and grabbed her son's cock by the shaft. She moved his cock head up and down her pussy lips, slightly parting them, and running it over her clitoris. His cock head was coated in her juices. Suddenly Peggy stopped his cock at the perfect angle. Peggy gave her son two quick head nods telling him yes. Billy ever so slowly moved his hips forward, his cock finally penetrating his mother's soaking pussy.

Billy's cock head entered her, making Peggy moan. Slowly, inch by glorious inch, Peggy's pussy walls were being stretched by her baby boy's enormous cock. It hurt. It hurt a lot. Peggy had never had a cock this big in her, and been stretched this much. Billy thrust-ed so slowly, it took him 10 seconds to be all the way in to the hilt. Billy withdrew just as slowly, allowing Peggy's pussy to feel every prominent vein on Billy's shaft. Billy pulled out until just his cock head was left in his mother, and then thrust again a slight bit faster. Peggy moaned louder. Billy repeated his motion, slowly fucking his mother. Each thrust illicit-ed another moan. Billy began grunting. It was guttural, animalistic. Instinctually he began thrusting faster, causing Peggy's huge tits to start shifting up and down. Her pussy had never felt pleasure like this. Her son's cock truly was perfect, and was truly made for her pussy. She reached down and ran her right hand over her son's hard working abs as he pumped her. She looked up at his face, sweat on his brow, and knew her little boy was actually the man of her dreams.

Peggy finally broke the silence and spoke between her own grunts.

"Baby...start pumping...uhhhh...start pum...uhhhhhh...start pumping mom...start pumping mommy harder!"

It was all the instruction Billy needed. He leaned forward even more, pushing his mother's legs closer towards her chest, changing his angle so he had a more downward thrust. He planted his hands on the bed for more support, and thrusted downward, full force into his mother's hungry pussy. Peggy let out a scream. It hurt so bad, and she wanted more. Billy thrust again full force. Another scream from Peggy.

"Baby boy, keep fucking mommy. Please. Fuck me harder."

Billy could see it was causing his mother pain, from the grimaces on her face. Tears running down her cheeks. He didn't want to go harder and faster in fear of hurting her. He didn't understand that it was a good pain, and Peggy loved every second of it.

Peggy could see it would require encouragement to get Billy to fuck her the way she wanted, even more so, needed, to get fucked.

"Fuck mommy. Fuck mommy. Come on baby, fuck mommy! Fuck mommy! Fuck mommy! Fuck mommy harder!"

It was working. Billy's thrusts became more powerful, and forceful. He was no longer just fucking his mother, he was pounding her pussy with his giant cock.

"That's it baby! My little boy is fucking me with his giant cock! Oh fuuuuuuckkkkk!!"

Peggy was screaming at the top of her lungs. This was ultimate ecstasy for her. She couldn't control herself. The entire bed was rocking, making the headboard slam into the wall under the window.

"Baby babyyyyyyy. You're stretching mommy's pussy so fucking wide! Tell me you like fucking mommy's pussy! Tell me you like fucking mommy's pussy! Say it you motherfucker, I want to hear it!"

"I love fucking you mommy! I love fucking you more than anything! I love your pussy so fucking much mommy! I want to keep fucking you forever!" Hearing this was bliss to Peggy's ears. It was an impossibility to get hotter or hornier. Her son was taking her to the pinnacle of pleasure.