Incest stories, Mom Can’t Stand It, Chase’s mother can’t hold anything back any longer, I walked through the front door and slung my backpack near the front door. Mom was sitting at the kitchen table playing on her phone, she was on vacation for the week.
“Hey mom” I said.
“Hey Chase, how was school?”
“It was alright, just glad to be home.” I responded.
I walked down the hallway to my bedroom and then plopped down onto my bed. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, some much needed relaxation after school. I was exhausted, it was a long week.
I relaxed in my room for about an hour or so. I didn’t have any plans for the evening, and it was too hot outside to really go out and do something. I heard some commotion in the living room, then my door opened. It was mom, she was in her black two-piece bikini. She was holding a couple of towels and a bottle of sun screen.
“I’m going to hang out by the pool, want to come out?” She asked.
I sat there for a moment, pondering the idea.
“I may come out in a little bit.” I stated.
“Alright, well I’ll be out here if you decide to come out.” Mom advised.
She left the doorway and walked back to the living room, I could hear the back door open, and then shut as she walked outside. We had a nice in-ground pool in our backyard. I used it a lot as a kid, so I was sort of burnt out on swimming in it. I did enjoy laying out from time to time.
I remained in my bedroom for another twenty minutes or so, then decided I would go out to the pool. I shed my school clothes and grabbed a pair of swim trunks. I walked to the back door and peaked outside. Mom was standing near the pool applying sunscreen to herself. I’ll be the first to say that my mother is in pretty good shape for forty two years old.
She tanned often, her skin was a nice tint of brown; her brunette hair was in a ponytail. I walked to the pool and watched mom dive in, likely cooling off after laying out for awhile. I hopped in behind her and swam around the pool a few times. Mom then moved to the shallow end of the pool, I swam over to her and began speaking with her.
“So how is your vacation going?” I asked.
It’s alright, I get bored often when you and Tara aren’t here.”
Tara is my older sister, a couple of years older than me.
“I wish I was on vacation, I’m just glad it’s the weekend.” I exclaimed.
We sat there for a moment, I then let the curiosity get the best of me. My mother and father have been divorced for several years, but my mother had never settled down with another man. In fact, she hardly dated.
“Have you had any luck with dating?” I asked.
Mom sat there for a moment, looking at me through her black sunglasses.
“Not exactly, I’ve went on a few dates, but they just aren’t what I’m looking for.”
I chuckled at her response.
“So the sex wasn’t good enough?” I joked.
Mom slapped water at me, a large rush of water slapped across my face.
“Chase, you watch your ass.” She demanded.
I continued laughing, I was serious though.
“Mom, I’m 18, I know how it goes. You don’t have to hide anything.”
Mom sat there briefly, wiping the water away from her brow.
“To settle your curiosity, no the sex isn’t great. I am looking for something in a man, and I haven’t found it.” She advised.
I looked at her, smiling wide.
“So you’re into that freaky stuff? Don’t worry me to.” I responded.
Again, another rush of water flew at me due to mom slapping water in my direction.
“Chase, you better watch yourself. I’m going to bust your ass.” She shouted.
I continued laughing, this was too much fun.
“Better watch out, I’ll bust your ass!” I exclaimed.
Mom laughed briefly, looking in the other direction. I stared at her, waiting for her to change the subject. She then looked back at me, I could tell she was stirring in her mind.
“Chase, you wouldn’t know what to do if my ass was plopped in front of you”. She giggled.
“Hey, I like the Fifty-Shades series. I’m no amateur.” I responded.
Mom laughed at the response, I joined in with her. This awkward yet enjoyable conversation was going surprisingly well.
“You know… Well never mind.” She said.
No way I was going to allow this conversation to trail off.
“No, continue with your statement. You have my full attention.” I exclaimed.
Mom looked at me for a second, then looking the other direction. I wasn’t sure what she was pondering, but I was dying to know. Finally, she responded.
“Way back when, your father knew how to spank an ass. I guess that’s where I developed an interest. You’ll understand one day, spankings aren’t that bad when you get older.”
I started to feel my cock tighten up, I was actually getting an erection from talking with my mother.
“Woah, nothing like a story of your mom getting her ass spanked.” I joked.
Mom laughed at me, she then walked up the pool stairs and out of the pool. I watched her walk up the stairs, her bikini bottoms had climbed up her ass a bit. Mom had a nice ass, it wasn’t fat by any means, but she had plenty to fill her jeans.
Mom looked back at me as she walked out of the pool. I watched her go to her chair near the pool and grab her towel. She dried herself off quickly and then walked towards the back door. I felt like this was a sign, I followed her inside.
I grabbed my towel on the way and did a quick drying off, mom would have busted my ass for real if I got the kitchen wet. I walked inside the back door and saw mom getting a water out of the fridge. She was bent over, I stared at her ass, the bikini bottoms were stretched to the max trying to contain her ass.
She walked away from the fridge and froze in the hallway near the kitchen/living room. I was behind her, attempting to walk to my bedroom. She looked back at me over her left shoulder, she knew I was right behind her. She curled her lip and stared at me.
“Hit me.” She stated.
I stood there, not exactly sure what she meant.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Slap my ass with your hand, do it now.”
I didn’t waste any time, I dropped my towel and quickly slapped her ass with my right hand. It was a quick and sharp slap of my hand, landing in the center of her ass. I felt the residual water slap off the bikini bottom as my hand slapped her ass.
“Do it again. Hit me like you mean it Chase.”
I did it again, slapping her even harder than the first time. I had to prove to her that I wasn’t a wimp, you know?
She inhaled deeply, dimming her eye lids. She looked forward, staring down the long hallway of our home. She then reached down and slid her bikini bottom down slightly, enough to fully expose her ass to me. I looked down at her ass, I could clearly see a tan-line from a thong. Her ass was well rounded, perfect by all accounts.
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