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The Ride Home
by James (jamesmc6243@gmail.com)

***

A young man returns home from military training to the 
loving arms of his dad and his step mom! (MMF, inc, bi, 
exh, rom)

***

My step mom and my dad both passed away in the late 
1980's. But for almost thirty years I had been fucking 
and being fucked by both of them. My ex-wife also fucked 
and sucked both of them for almost twenty years, she had 
a history of incest with her father that lasted almost 
forty years. 

My father passed first. The last time Louise and I 
fucked him was about a year before his passing. We had 
gone to visit my folks right around Christmas time, dad 
was 78 at the time. Louise and I were both in our mid-
thirties and had had sex with him and my step mom 
whenever we visited. 

Dad couldn't get it up any more but he still liked 
having his cock sucked and he had always loved eating 
Louise's pussy. So for that last time, Louise sat on his 
face so he could taste her, suck her clit and finger her 
asshole – something she has always loved. I was busy 
sucking his dick as I had done many times before but it 
was odd as I worked on him that his cock never got hard 
and he never came. Louise cum hard on his mouth, dad had 
a way with his mouth that would drive women nuts. Sadly, 
that was the last time we enjoyed sex with him – he 
passed suddenly.

My step mother was ten years his junior when they had 
gotten married a long, long time ago. Mom had been a 
true slut in her younger years, my dad encouraged her to 
date other men and then to fuck him or let him eat her 
pussy while she told him what her date had done with her 
body. When I started fucking her, he was able to watch 
and participate much to her and my delights. 

Mom was seventy-four when she passed. During the summer 
before her passing, she had come down and stayed with us 
for almost two weeks. For her, it was two weeks of 
sexual bliss. She and Louise loved going 69, she loved 
to have me fuck her in the pussy or in her ass and she 
loved doing kinky things, like going out to a nude beach 
– we lived in NC at the time – and walking around naked. 
Several times during her visit Louise and I DP'ed her – 
Louise using a strap on dildo. Mom would cum and cum and 
cum – not as intensely as she had when I first began 
fucking her but intensely never-the-less. 

One evening, on a lark, we took her to an adult theater 
in town that had glory holes. Louise and I knew the 
owner so he was cool with my mom being there. We took 
mom to one of the rooms that had holes in both walls. 
The two women stripped and then proceeded to suck any 
cock that was poked through the holes. The reaction of 
some of the men to having a seventy year old woman 
sucking their cocks and then swallowing their cum was 
interesting and funny. "Damn, that woman can suck cock 
better than any woman I've ever known!" was a typical 
comment.

But, "The Ride Home" happened many, many years before 
they passed away.

Dad served in and retired from the US Army. He was a 
"mustang" having started as a private early in WWII and 
retiring as a Major. So when I announced I was going to 
join the Marines he was angry, VERY angry. I can still 
hear his gravelly voice, "The Army has been good to us 
for all these, what the hell are you joining that 
goddamn bunch of sea going bell hops for anyway?" He was 
angry but still proud that I had volunteered.

When I reported to boot camp I was short and fat. I 
ended up in "Fat Mans Platoon" for a month and they 
busted my ass. In the few letters I sent home – I wasn't 
as much into writing back then as I am now – I tried to 
tell them that I had gone through one hell of a 
transformation. 

On the day before I left ITR, I called my parents and 
told them I would be flying "Military Standby" and I 
should be on one of four flights that would all land 
within two hours of one another. Dad told me they would 
be at the airport to pick me up, regardless of which 
flight I caught. As luck would have it, I got the first 
flight that Friday morning.

There were four other Marines on that flight and when we 
deplaned, I saw my dad and step-mom standing near the 
gate. I swear my dad looked hard and closely at each of 
the Marines that walked by him. He looked at me, stared 
for a second and then looked at the guy behind me. I 
kept on walking past him and stopped about fifteen feet 
away. When all of the passengers had gotten off my dad 
turned to my step-mom, "I guess he didn't make this 
one!" 

Now in boot, one picks up all kinds of foul language and 
even though we were told we would say bad words at the 
wrong time, none of us believed it would happen to us. 
It happened to me. As they turned to walk to the next 
gate, I looked at them, "The fuck I didn't make this 
flight, hi!" 

My parents were shocked and stunned at the apparition 
that stood in front of them. I had grown more than four 
inches and had shed more than sixty pounds. My dad 
looked at me, looked at Velma and shook his head, "Ain't 
him!" 

I grinned and quietly said, "You sir have a small mole 
about two inches above your asshole and you ma'am, have 
nipples that stick out almost a half inch, remember I 
measured them a couple of times, when you are turned on! 
Yeah, it's me!" 

My dad reached his hand out and I took it, "Damn son, 
you have changed!" My mom took me into her arms and 
kissed me, not as a mom but as a lover. She looked 
around and groped my crotch – yeah, I was hard and horny 
remembering how sexy she was naked. "Yep, it feels like 
the dick I remember. John, let's get him home!"

My mom took my arm and, with dad trailing behind us, we 
went to collect my sea bag. He went and got the car and 
was waiting by the gate when she and I walked out. I 
chucked my bag into the trunk, shut the trunk and was a 
little surprised when mom slid into the back seat and 
told me to get in back with her. She told dad that she 
and I had some catching up to do. You can imagine my 
surprise when she reached over the front seat, retrieved 
a paper bag, opened it, handed me a paper cup and then 
poured me two fingers of bourbon and then did the same 
for herself. "Your dad can't have any since he is 
driving!" 

She turned in the seat, put her back against the door, 
lifted her left foot onto the seat and spread her legs. 
Velma was not wearing any panties and I could see her 
hairy cunt as clear as day. "See anything you've 
missed?" 

I chugged my drink, grinned and nodded but my eyes never 
left her inviting cunt. As I took off my dress blouse, 
undid my tie and unbuttoned the top button of my shirt 
she unbuttoned her blouse revealing that she hadn't worn 
a bra. Then I drove my face into my step mother's pussy! 
God! I had dreamt about her cunt almost every night in 
boot. I loved her scent so I simply sniffed her pussy 
for several minutes.

She squeezed one of my ears, "If you don't start eating 
me I'm gonna think you don't love me and my cunt 
anymore!" Yeah, even back then there were women who 
would use the word "cunt" in certain circumstances, this 
was one of those "circumstances". It was awkward but I 
managed to part her pussy lips with the tip of my tongue 
and slowly dragged it across her clit, she moaned and I 
felt her thighs gripping my head. I have always loved 
Velma's taste but after having been deprived of it for 
so many months all I could compare it to was the "nectar 
of the gods". 

She was cumming on my mouth even before we left the 
airport proper. "God have I missed your mouth, you eat 
my pussy better than anyone I have ever known!" My dad 
was listening to us and he commented, "And you've known 
quite a few haven't you?" She laughed, "John, you know I 
have and a lot of times you've gone down on my cum 
filled cunt, haven't you?" Dad laughed and kept driving.

Perhaps ten minutes later, my face and the seat under my 
step mom's ass soaked, dad announced we were pulling up 
to a toll booth. Mom grabbed a blanket from the car's 
floor and threw it over me covering herself from the 
waist down and me completely. She pulled her blouse 
together but did not button it thus exposing some of her 
tits. "Keep eating me, no matter what happens!" I had no 
idea what she meant by "...what happens..." but I was 
soon to find out. Dad pulled up to the toll booth, 
rolled his window down and handed the cashier money. 

Then mom put her hands over the blanket and pulled my 
head hard between her legs, "Oh god, I love what you are 
doing to me, don't stop, god do not stop!" The cashier 
heard her and even though he craned his neck out of the 
booth to see what was going on, the blanket prevented 
him from seeing me with my face between her legs. 

As the cashier looked, mom turned slightly to smile at 
him and let him see her tits. He handed dad his change 
and dad pulled away from the booth with both he and mom 
laughing. She uncovered me, looked at me and grinned, 
"He might have seen some of my titties but he got an 
earful didn't he?" I pushed myself up so I was sitting 
against the opposite door. "My neck is starting to get a 
cramp, I have got to have a break!" 

Velma grinned a wicked grin, "Sure honey, I'll give you 
a break!" She reached across the seat and began undoing 
my belt. Out of courtesy, I gave her a hand, unbuckling 
the belt, unbuttoning the button and pulling down my 
zipper. I lifted my hips off the seat and slid my pants 
down to me knees. Of course I was wearing boxer shorts 
and those quickly followed my pants. 

Velma reached out, wrapped her hand around my cock and 
slowly stroked it. "Just so you know, your brother can't 
make it home until next weekend, Marie is in Madison at 
a gymnastics meet and Anne is going to spend at least 
tonight with friends and maybe tomorrow as well. So, for 
a least today and tonight we have the house to 
ourselves!"

With that she lowered her face and sucked my oozing cock 
into her mouth. She had this thing where she would grab 
my dick with her thumb and forefinger from one hand, cup 
my balls and knead them with her other hand and at the 
same time keep her lips locked on the head of my dick. 
The combination of sensations drove me up a wall and no 
matter how hard I tried not to cum, it was usually a 
matter of moments before my dick would erupt into her 
mouth. Given this particular set of circumstances – I 
hadn't emptied my balls in months – I knew I wasn't 
going to last. 

Velma hadn't been working on me for more than a couple 
of moments before I pressed her head down and told her I 
was going to cum. She kept her mouth tight over my cock 
as the first rope of cum shot out of my dick and was 
immediately followed by several more. Velma loved the 
taste of cum and she always made a point to swallow 
every bit of sperm she could get her lips around. 
Finally, I was drained, she sat up and immediately 
started the thumb and forefinger thing. "John, I think 
he is ready for you!" My dad laughed, "Alright, I'm 
gonna exit here and we can switch at the end of the 
ramp, traffic is not too bad!"

Velma bustled a bit, getting her skirt pulled down and 
her tits tucked into her blouse. She even managed to get 
her hair straightened a bit.

At the end of the ramp, Velma leaned across to me, 
kissed me and tugged one more time on my dick. She slid 
out, dad held the driver's door for her, she got in, he 
shut the door and then got in back with me. It was 
almost painfully obvious that he was hard – his cock was 
creating a real tent in his slacks. 

Velma stopped at the stop sign, turned onto the surface 
streets and I knew we had about twenty minutes before we 
got home. I grinned at my dad, "It's been a while hasn't 
it?" He nodded and smiled back as he undid his belt, 
button and zipper. Unlike me he wasn't wearing any 
underwear so his cock immediately sprang out from his 
body. He didn't have a huge dick, maybe seven inches or 
so, and it wasn't a fat cock, I could get my hand around 
with no trouble at all, but it always felt like it was 
stretching my mouth and my asshole to the max. 

I leaned forward, grasped the base of his dick and 
dropped my head down on him. He uttered a soft moan and 
I began to bob my head up and down all the while 
fondling his balls. I would lift my head until on the 
head of his dick was between my lips and then I would 
tease him with the tip of my tongue. When he wanted the 
teasing to stop he would push my head down his cock and 
I would resume sucking him. 

I guess it was the excitement of the moment or perhaps 
the relief I was giving him but I hadn't had his dick in 
my mouth but a couple of moments when he pushed me all 
the way down burying his dick in my throat, "Oh god, I'm 
gonna cum, oh shit, I'm cumming, yeah swallow it, oh 
damn, unhhhh!" 

I did not taste the first few shots of his cum since he 
was so deep in my throat but as I was able to pull my 
head up, and his dick continued to ooze cum, I tasted 
him and recalled how much I had always enjoyed it. I 
felt his dick stop quivering and I knew he was done 
cumming. I lifted my head, grinned at him as I licked my 
lips and swallowed, "I've missed that!" Dad smiled back, 
"Yeah me too!" We both worked at rearranging our clothes 
since we were getting so close to the house.

I happened to be sitting behind Velma and once I was 
presentable, I reached over the seat and fondled her 
tits. She hated it when I did that to her, always said 
it made it hard for her to drive but she always laughed 
and giggled. I unbuttoned the first couple of buttons so 
I could pull on her nipples, "Since no one else is home, 
why don't you walk into the house like that?"

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" 

"You know I would, hell, I'd love to see you walk in the 
house naked as a jay bird!" 

"Well, I can't do that but I won't button my blouse so 
you can see my tits, how is that?" 

That was perfect and we pulled into the drive a few 
moments later. Dad got the keys from Velma and got my 
sea bag from the trunk. Having been raised with manners, 
I held the door for Velma, she slid over and dropped her 
legs out of the door and then pulled her blouse back so 
her tits were fully exposed. She smiled up at me, I took 
her hand, she stood and we walked into the house with 
her tits bobbing and bouncing as she walked.

Once inside the house it was mere seconds before the 
three of us were nude and in bed but that will have to 
wait for another chapter. As always, feedback is 
welcomed!

To be continued?

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okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a 
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
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