Message-ID: <57442asstr$1206101403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: 8g2000hse.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: laurenmom <laurenmom@writeme.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <387b1005-0e6b-4d49-a484-f5ef4ca94c20@8g2000hse.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 20 Mar 2008 23:50:49 +0000 (UTC) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: 8g2000hse.googlegroups.com; posting-host=24.15.234.228; posting-account=y_E3IwoAAABBxeVt9kreTYDzUOHJbj3x User-Agent: G2/1.0 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows; U; Windows NT 6.0; en-US; rv:1.8.1.12) Gecko/20080201 Firefox/2.0.0.12,gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 20 Mar 2008 16:50:48 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} Story: Carly Mom XIII by LaurenMom (MMFF, inc) (March 2008) Lines: 456 Date: Fri, 21 Mar 2008 08:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2008/57442> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: emigabe, RuiJorge Summary: Carly and her son Stephen were caught together by Stephen's wife Paige. Paige had just revealed that she was pregnant by Carly's husband, Stephen's dad, Paul. Mother and son go to talk with their spouses and offer a creative solution to their tangled family web. Adults Only laurenmom@writeme.com Story: Carly Mom XIII by LaurenMom (MFMF, inc) (March 2008) "Following their ultimately successful (meaning they consummated their lust) and unexpectedly eventful (meaning they got caught) rendezvous, Carly and her son Stephen got dressed (Carly in only the trench coat and high heels she wore to their meeting place), then drove together to Carly's home. They hoped that Stephen's wife Paige had gone there to talk with Paul, Carly's husband and Stephen's father, who they had just found out, was the father of Paige's unborn child. On the way, Carly and Stephen talked through the complexities of their situation. Stephen had told his mother he had been in love with her since he was in High School. And he told her that while his marriage was important to him, he could not live without being intimate with her again. Carly agreed that she wanted the same thing. Carly was fairly certain that Paul wouldn't be freaked out by the fact that she had sex with someone else. Carly long thought Paul knew she got her needs met elsewhere now and then. But he would probably be quite surprised and quite possibly upset that she had slept with their son. Although, he probably wouldn't be as upset as Paige had been. By the time they arrived at Carly and Paul's home (Stephen had grown up in the large house), Carly and Stephen had what they thought was a basic plan for sorting everything out. The question was, would Paul and Paige go for it? They immediately saw Paige's car in the driveway. The way it was parked suggested that she had driven up rather recklessly, given her emotional state. They figured she had jumped out of the car not caring where she left it and run inside to tell Paul what she had seen. Carly and Stephen braced themselves, not knowing what to expect once they got inside. The two entered through the back door which brought them into the kitchen. Paul and Paige weren't there, nor anywhere to be seen. Carly and Stephen took the back stairs, thinking it was possible the two had gone to a bedroom, but they didn't find them on the second floor either. They descended the main staircase and followed the hallway to Paul's office, which was where they found their spouses. The door to the office was ajar. Carly opened it quietly and peered in. Although she was hard to surprise, what Carly saw was far from what she had expected. Paul and Paige were there in Paul's office. But rather than hearing Paige screaming about catching her husband with his mother, or sobbing on Paul's shoulder, Paul and Paige were having sex. Carly obviously knew her husband had slept with their daughter in law. He admitted it to her. And Paige was pregnant. But despite having that knowledge, Carly had been unable to picture Paul having sex with someone else. And while it didn't bother her in particular, it was a surprise nonetheless. By the same token, Stephen also never thought he would see his wife making love to another man, particularly his own father. He was taken with an immediate wave of unexpected jealousy. But that feeling was quickly replaced by a feeling of fascination. He had wanted his wife to be more sexual for almost their entire marriage. And here she was, making love to another man. Carly and Stephen stepped back, but remained in the doorway with the door slightly open, so they could still see what was happening inside. Paul was sitting on his sofa with his pants at his ankles. His oxford shirt was opened completely, but he was still wearing it. Paige had removed her shoes, pants and panties. She still wore her short-cut blouse, but it was open in front. Her front-clasp bra was open as well. Paige was facing Paul and straddling his erection, riding up and down very deliberately. She was kissing Paul repeatedly on the mouth, neck and shoulders. Paul had one hand on Paige's hip and was guiding her movements. His other hand appeared to be holding one of her breasts. Both Carly and Stephen had similar thoughts in their heads, but they chose to keep them to themselves in order not to disturb their spouses. "I don't know when was the last time I saw Paul hard," Carly thought to herself. "Clearly the equipment still works. They certainly both look like they're into this. It seems like they're making love, not fucking. Paige sure has a beautiful ass." "I never thought I'd want to see my wife with another man," Stephen thought silently. "But for some reason, this is a huge turn-on, even if the other man is my dad. I really am a pervert, like Paige said, if I could think that this was appealing. But, so be it. Dad's doing a great job for his age. Paige sure has a gorgeous ass." Mother and son watched and waited. Paige was riding harder and moaning steadily. She was speaking, but they couldn't quite make out the words. Paul put both of his hands on Paige's hips and helped her pick- up the pace of her ride. The harder she rode, the louder Paige's words became. Within a minute, they could just make them out. "Say you love me," Paige said through her moaning. "Please, tell me you love me...oooooohhhhhhh...pplleeeeeaaaassseeee...tell me, Paul. Ahhh, aaahhh, aahhhh, aahhhh. I love you, Paul! Please say it...please..." Stephen wondered at his father's reluctance to say what Paige wanted to hear. Didn't he love her? He obviously heard her, if Stephen had. Carly thought she knew. She figured he did love Paige, or he wouldn't have slept with her in the first place. That's who Carly knew her husband to be. But she also knew that he never talked during sex. No matter how much she begged him, he just wouldn't do it. Carly could never quite figure out the reason, but she knew her husband would never... "I love you, Paige," Paul said. "Yes, I love you very much." Carly's mouth dropped as she heard her husband doing what he had never done before. Paul reached his hands to Paige's shoulders and slid her shirt off, giving Carly and Stephen a good side view of one of her breasts. Paul then pulled her close and buried his face in her cleavage. "Damn," Carly said, once again to herself. "Paige has fantastic tits to go with that ass." She could then tell that the couple was nearing the final stages of their lovemaking. Paul began moaning as well, something else she wasn't used to, and Paige's noises became louder and her riding more intense. Paul's hands were back on Paige's hips, helping her lift up, then slamming her down on his hard cock. Finally, when both of their moans had reached a crescendo, he held her down, firmly planted on his rod as both he and Paige climaxed. Paul continued to hold his daughter in law in place on his lap while their orgasms passed. Paige was hugging and kissing Paul passionately. "You love me," Paige said between kisses. "You love me. Oh, Paul, you love me..." They couldn't hear his words, but both Carly and Stephen could tell that Paul acknowledged again that he did love Paige. Eventually Paige's kisses turned to a massive embrace. When she finally let her father in law loose and leaned back, Paul spoke. "Enjoying the show, you two?" Paul said. Paige turned her head quickly around and let out a gasp even bigger than the one she emitted when she saw Carly covered in a sheet standing next to her husband Stephen's hotel room bed. Now naked, Paige jumped off of Paul's lap and covered herself with the afghan that lay on the end of Paul's sofa. "I figured you two would show up here, but obviously I didn't think it would be quite yet." "Well, that was quite a show, Paul," Carly said to her husband. "I haven't seen you engaged like that for many years. Very impressive. Paige glared at her, not yet appreciating the irony of the situation. "Why the hell were you watching us?" Paige demanded. "Paige, I'm sorry Honey," Carly said. "It was probably rude for us to do that. I just think we were both so surprised to find the two of you like this that we couldn't look away." Carly considered whether or not to make the comment on her mind, then decided to do so. "By the way, Paige...you have an amazing body." "It looks like you were having fun, Paige," Stephen said. "You too, Dad." Paul looked at his son, seeming unflappable. "And I hear you were having some fun of your own today, Stephen," Paul said showing little or no emotion. He casually picked up a pillow from the sofa and placed it on his lap, covering his retreating erection. "So, Carly. What do we do now?" "Good question, Paul," Carly replied. "Stephen and I have been talking about that. We have an idea we'd like to hear your thoughts on." Carly was her cool self, at her best in a negotiation. She entered the room and sat in a chair opposite the sofa. Stephen followed and sat in a chair next to his mother, both facing Paul and Paige on the sofa. Stephen was used to seeing his parents interact calmly in challenging situations, even though this was wild beyond anything he had ever experienced with them. Paige on the other hand was trying desperately to read the dynamics, wanting to know how Paul and Carly, and even Stephen could be so calm after everything that had happened in the past few hours. "Relax, Paige," Stephen said, trying to reassure his wife. "I think we can work this out." "Here's the way I see it," Carly said. "Stephen and Paige have been having a really tough time lately. Actually, since they got married. It seems from everything I hear, that the core of the problem is sexual. I think they really care about each other, but they seem to have very different expectations about what the relationship should look like in bed. Interestingly enough, Paul and I have had the same problem, for a long time. And just like you two, we really care for each other. " "Yes," Paul said. "I think that sounds pretty accurate." "So what?" Paige jumped in. "What are we supposed to do now?" "Just relax, Honey," Stephen said reassuringly. Carly gave Paige a genuine smile. Paige still had no idea what to think. "And now, we've all gotten ourselves into a couple of interesting situations," Carly continued. "Hearing Paige talk about the man who was a mystery at the time, I got a sense that she had found someone that was able to meet her needs. And now that I've seen you together, I think my sense was right." Paul patted Paige's knee as he looked at Carly and nodded his head. Stephen was surprised that he felt no jealousy at this gesture. "And, I seem to have discovered this week that Stephen and I have a connection that I would never have dreamed of." "I don't think that surprises any of us," Paul said. "It's always been that way with you two." "I told you I thought he was in love with you!" Paige said, throwing an angry look at her husband. "I know, Paige," Carly said. "You did say that to me today. The truth is that you totally took me by surprise when you said that. But apparently there's more between Stephen and me than I ever thought." She briefly took Stephen's hand between their chairs. Paul was very accepting, but Paige did not like the gesture. "I still don't know what you think we're going to do," Paige said. "Yes, I'm curious to hear this myself," Paul said. "Paige," Carly said, "I have one question for you. You certainly don't have to answer. But there's something I'm really curious about and I think it has some bearing on our situation." Paige didn't speak, but she looked directly at Carly and gave non-verbal indication that she wanted to hear the question. "Stephen told me that you had a great interest in sex before you were married. From he said, things were really hot between the two of you." Paige reluctantly nodded. "My question is, what happened? What changed?" Paige put her head down, appearing either sad or guilty. No one spoke, giving her an opportunity to collect her thoughts. But they were all curious about the answer. Finally Paige spoke, at first without raising her head. "I really loved Stephen," Paige said. "I wanted him to marry me. He wanted so much sex. I did with him all the time because I wanted him to want me." She had raised her head. "I thought it would get better." "You didn't enjoy sex?" Stephen asked her. "Paige, why didn't you say something?" "It's not that I didn't like it," Paige said. "Of course I liked it. I loved you. I still do!" She paused again. "It's just that you wanted it so much. All the time. I thought you'd stop wanting it like that when we got married. But you didn't. I just don't know how to keep up. I love you, Stephen. But I don't think I'll ever want sex like you do." "Thank you for being so honest, Paige Honey," Carly said. "That's kind of what I imagined was the case. As for Paul and me, I would guess the answer would be similar. Wouldn't you, Paul?" Paul thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded his head. "I guess you're right, Carly," Paul said. "And I do love you. You know that. I know I haven't been able to give you what you want physically. But I am still curious to hear your idea." "Thanks for saying that, Paul," Carly said. "And I love you too. Very much. And, I know it's been frustrating for you as well. Anyway, here's what Stephen and I discussed in the car on the way over. Try to keep an open mind, both of you." Paul nodded his head as did Paige, reluctantly. Although, she seemed to have calmed down a bit. "OK, Carly," Paul said. "Let's hear it." "We all care about each other, a lot," Carly said. "We all love our spouses. But we all have needs that don't get met, often. And now, we all seem to have found the connection we were looking for, albeit in an incredibly unusual, and many people would say, twisted way." Carly looked around to make sure everyone was tracking, then she continued. "And, let's not forget that our little Paige has a baby growing inside of her. And that my husband is the father." All four looked around at one another. "That is a complication," Stephen said. "But we think we have it figured out." "Stephen and I thought," Carly continued, "That we just might be able to do a sort of a 'one big happy family' thing." Paul and Paige stared in anticipation of her explanation. "Stephen and Paige talked about having kids. And it's not a bad time for that to happen. So, part one is that Stephen and Paige stay married and they raise the baby as their own. And, Paul and I stay married. And we act like the loving grandparents we've always wanted to be." Carly stopped again to give this part of the plan time to sink-in. "That's interesting," Paul said. "Stephen, you're OK with this?" "I think I am, Dad," Stephen said. "I can't even explain it. I guess I understand what you and Paige did. Largely I guess, because Mom and I got involved so I know how it can happen. Anyway, I want to raise a baby with Paige. I don't think it really matters to me if I'm not the father. I'd be OK if we adopted a baby. So even if this is a little different, I'm fine. I can't speak for Paige, but that's how I feel." "I don't know," Paige said. "I do want to have a baby with you, Stephen. I guess as long as you'll raise it as the father, I think I might be able to live with it." Paige had clearly settled down considerably. "But, what about..." Paige looked at Paul, then seeming confused, was unable to articulate her thought. "Paige, I think I might know what you're thinking," Carly said. "You were going to ask something about your relationship with Paul, weren't you?" Paige nodded hesitantly. "I'd want to know the same thing. What happens with the connections we've discovered...the two of you (indicating Paul and Paige) and the two of us (Carly and Stephen)? The second part of our plan takes even more of an open mind than the first." "OK," Paul said. "Interesting so far." "I don't think Paige wants to give you up, Paul," Carly said. "I don't blame her. You're a wonderful man. And, Stephen has already told me that he doesn't want to uh, give me up." Carly smiled and touched Stephen's hand again. "Stephen and I thought that maybe, just maybe, we could stay with our spouses, but still make room for these new facets of our relationships." "What are you talking about?" Paige asked. "Yes," Paul said. "I'm afraid you've lost me too." "What I mean is," Carly continued, "Stephen and Paige stay married, continue to live as husband and wife. And so do Paul and I. But, we all agree that we'll make room for other things to happen." Carly saw understanding beginning, but knew she needed to explain further, especially for Paige. "What I'm saying is, Stephen and I thought that it was possible that we're all adult enough, and we all see enough value in these new relationships we've formed, that we could stay married, but keep seeing each other the way we have today." "Are you saying that Paul and I would live together," Paige said, "But he'd keep sleeping with you?" "Sort of, Paige," Stephen said. "Well, not sort of. Actually, yes. Mom and I would find time to be together. And, you and Dad could do the same thing." "This is wild, even for you, Carly," Paul said. "I know, Paul," Carly said. "But I kind of felt like a radical situation called for a radical solution. I think this might be it. We all get everything. We stay together as a family. Stephen and Paige stay married and they raise a child, which we get to be grandparents for. And you and Paige don't have to give up the closeness you've found in the last few months. And Stephen and I can, explore our passion a little more." "Stephen," Paige said, "Do you actually want to do this?" "Paige," Stephen replied, "I think it's totally, totally out there. I know is that I love you and I don't want to stop being married to you. But also know I have needs you just can't meet. You feel the same way, I know you do. But you found out you could get those needs met with my dad. I think I'm OK with that. And I found my mom had the same needs I have. And I'm hoping you can find a way to be OK with that." "What would our living arrangements be?" Paul asked. "In one way, they wouldn't change," Carly said. "Stephen would continue to live with Paige and you and I would continue to live here. They would have their relationship and so would we. If Paige wanted to be with you, all she would have to do is ask. Or just take you, if we're not around. We wouldn't necessarily need each other's permission to be together. I probably wouldn't mind if she wanted to come here and spend the night with you, so long as I could go to their house and spend the night with Stephen. In fact, I think I really like the sound of that. But if any one of us doesn't want that at any given time, we can just say so. Our marital relationships come first. And if it turns out we want to try some things that are a little more adventurous sometimes, then if everyone's open to it, we can try it. We can even have sleepovers and everything. What do you think?" "I think I want to talk to Stephen," Paige said. "Is that OK?" "Of course, Paige," Stephen said. "Can we go upstairs, Mom?" "Absolutely," Carly said. "You can, even, talk, in our bed if you like." Stephen rose and reached out for Paige's hand. She arose from the sofa keeping the afghan wrapped around herself. He pulled her close for a kiss. "We'll talk to you guys in a little while, OK?" Stephan asked. "Sure, Son," Paul replied. "Go ahead and talk things out. Do whatever you want to do. It's OK, Paige." Paul felt he needed to reassure Paige that she should feel fine in doing whatever she desired with her husband, despite the intimacy he himself had shared with her. Stephen turned to wink at his mother, then led Paige out of the room and upstairs. "So, what do you think?" Carly said to Paul with a smile. "Do you really think you can pull this off, Carly?" Paul asked with a slightly skeptical look. "You know me," Carly said. "Always wanting to take a risk." She laughed at this. Paul smiled and the tension seemed to lower considerably. "You know, Honey...I have to tell you...I never thought I'd see you doing it with another woman. But I think I really liked it. I haven't seen you get into sex like that in a long time." "I know," Paul said. "I don't know how it happened, Carly. I sure didn't want to hurt you." "I know you didn't, Honey," Carly replied. "And I completely understand. Completely." "I can and can't believe that you ended up in bed with our son," Paul said. "I suppose it should be hugely traumatic for me. But for whatever reason, because it's the two of you, it sort of feels natural." "Thank you, Paul," Carly said. "I really do love you." "I love you too, Carly," Paul said. "By the way, why are you wearing your trench coat?" At this point Carly had forgotten she had it on, as well as that she had nothing underneath. She laughed again. "Well," Carly said, "I'll show you, if you'll tell me why you still have that pillow on your lap." Paul looked slightly confused, until Carly began unbuttoning her coat, as she had done for Stephen earlier in the evening. After three buttons, her breasts began to be exposed. Paul then knew what was happening and he began to remove the pillow he was holding. Carly slowly unbuttoned the rest of her coat as Paul exposed his slightly erect cock, which was becoming more so as his wife revealed her naked body under the coat. "Carly," Paul said, "You look amazing." "Thank you, Paul," Carly said as she let her trench coat fall to the floor. Once again wearing only her high heels, she walked toward her husband. "You know, I haven't given you a blowjob in here, or anywhere else for that matter, for a long, long time. Has Paige?" She smiled slyly at her husband. "Let's talk about that another time," Paul said. "OK?" Carly smiled and nodded. "You know Carly, speaking of Paige, I was just inside of her maybe twenty minutes ago. I'm sure some of her juices are still on me." "Paul," Carly replied. "I had our son's cock in my mouth two hours ago. I think I can handle the taste of my daughter in law's pussy on yours." Carly dropped to her knees and parted her husband's legs, moving in, heading directly for his increasingly stiff dick. 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