Saturday with The Pervs Family, sex stories, family taboo… Saturday morning came bright and quiet to Perv house. Sam Perv, aged 18, lounged on the living room sofa, absently petting the family cat Clit and watching his aunt Jillian’s latest DVD on the flat screen. He was a tall, slim youth, with uncombed light brown hair clad only in a pair of boxers. His erect cock jutted unabashedly from between his legs.
The movie’s plot was simple but fun. Jillian played a dedicated teacher who was giving extra instruction to a student who was struggling with sex-ed after school. She had removed her top to give him a better idea of the breasts and was sliding out of her panties when Sam heard footsteps shuffling down the stairs.
“Morning Mom” He called, setting his OJ down on the coffee table, next to weathered photo album that had been left out.
“Morning sweety,” Alice Perv said, smiling, she glanced at his hardon and cocked her eyebrow “You’re up early,” she said. She was a curvaceous woman, with auburn hair that fell just above her shoulders, dressed in a sheer pink nightie. She stooped over the back of the couch and gently ran her fingers through Sam’s hair. Her lips touched his and Sam’s tongue slipped casually into her mouth. She stroked his cheek and her fingers glided gently down the length his body, caressing his erection.
“Mmmm” Sam sighed, as she broke away, “careful not to start something.”
“Looks like it started already.” Said Alice, turning and walking into the kitchen. She poured hot, strong coffee into a “World’s Greatest Mom” mug and walked back to the couch. “So,” she said as she sat down, “How was you’re night?”
Sam grunted, “A bust. Went to see the new ‘Twilight’ movie with Jennifer.”
“Is she the brunette with the cute little butt I saw you with last week?” Alice asked, sipping her coffee. On the TV Jill and her student were on top of the desk, straddling each other’s faces.
“That’s her. Anyway, we were in the theater, making out you know? I’ve got my hand on her tit and everything, hard as a rock. But as I try to put my hand up her shirt she stops me. Says she doesn’t want to have to stop, that we should wait til’ we have privacy.”
“Well that’s kind of understandable dear. Why didn’t you just bring her back here?”
“I was going too, but half way through the movie she runs off to the bathroom. When it was over she said she’d just gotten her period, totally killed her mood. So I just came home alone and jacked off into a pair of Susan’s panties.”
Alice frowned sympathetically, “Sorry to hear that dear. Why didn’t you knock on my door? You know my legs always open.”
Sam scooted up a little and cocked his brow as he grinned cheekily. “When I got home you sounded a little busy. This sound familiar, ‘oooh! Oh! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!'” He stuck his tongue out at her and winked.
Alice tittered and blushed a little. “Well, your Aunt Jill and I went out to the bar. I met the nicest young man. He was in the army. Or was it the Navy? Anyway, he was so cute and so proper it was just adorable. I could tell he was desperate to get into my pants, but he was too nervous to make his move. Finally he said ‘ma’am, may I buy you another drink?’ and I just smiled at him and said ‘what if you just fucked me instead?'” She giggled.