And that's how it is

I've always been second to my sister Heather in everything.

Heather has also slept with almost every guy I have dated or said I liked.

Including my now ex-husband.

On with the story.

After my divorce, it was just me and my son Carter.

I devoted all my time to him.

I didn't want to date and I sure as hell didn't want a man around.

If I got horny.
I took care of it myself.

I didn't even know I had a crush on my son.

I knew I loved him.
I'm his mother.

But, I didn't realize it was any more than that.

But, my sister Heather sure noticed it.

I was running late getting home.

When I pulled into the driveway.
There was Heather's car.

Instantly I was pissed.

I didn't want that bitch anywhere around Carter.

Walking in the house I could hear noise coming from Carter's room.

He was fucking my sister.

Tears started to run down my face and rage took over.

Walking down the hall I opened the door and started screaming at them both.

I did notice Heather was already oozing cum.

Not, just her own either.
Carter had done pumped her fu of one load of cum and was still pounding away at her.

Carter's large cock didn't go unnoticed either.

But, I was to hurt and to pissed at the moment.

Heather didn't say a word.

She just smirked as she walked by.

I think if she had said anything I would have killed her.

Carter just looked at me in shock.

"FUCK YOU! YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! I GUESS DON'T MEAN A FUCKING THING TO YOU!" I screamed at my son.
Then slammed the door.

I was sitting on the back porch when Carter found me.

"You okay?" Carter asked me only pissing me off again.

"SURE! What the fuck do you care. You're just like all other men." I snapped.

"Mom? What the hell are you talking about?" Carter asked.

"Because you're not pissed that I was fucking my aunt. You're pissed at me for something else." Carter snapped.

"Don't I mean a damned thing to you?" I snapped.

"Mom. You mean the world to me." Carter fired back.

"I must not mean that much to you." I snapped.

"I give up," Carter growled. "Tell me what I'm missing." Carter finished.

Standing pissed that he was so fucking stupid, I looked right at him.

"You fucking stuck your dick in Heather. You mother fucker. You fucking cheated on me in our own house. You didn't even have the decentie to go to her house to fuck." I screamed.

"I'm lost.
I cheated on you?" Carter asked confused.
"I didn't even know we were a couple," Carter said lost.

"What the fuck do you mean you disnt know we were a couple.
We have been dating for the last month." I spat starting to cry again.

Carter looked at me confused.

Then it dawned on me.
He had no idea we were dating that I thought we were dating or that I had become sexually attracted to him.

But, to be honest.
I didn't either.

"Okay. Unfair. All of this." I said drying my face.

"We have been dating," Carter asked.

"Yes." I smiled finding his confusion cute and sexy.

"How about we talk," I told my Carter.

"Yeah. I need to be caught up on this relationship." He said still confused at what was going on.

I explained what had been going on with me and how I felt.

Then with a straight face.
Carter looked me directly in the eye.

"So, if we are dating. Does that mean we can have sex?" Carter asked. "And do I call you Jody or Mom?"

"Yes. Mom in public and whatever you please behind closed doors." I smiled.

I looked at him shaking my head and smiling.

"Mom? Jody?" Carter started.

"I'll do anything Heather will do.
Plus some and do it better." I smiled.

"I think I'm going to shower," Carter said standing up and taking it all in.

I headed to my room and cleaned up as well.
Mainly I washed my pussy and touched my asshole.

Then I went back waiting for him to get out of the shower.

When he came back to the living room.

Carter sat down next to me.

"Mom. I'm sorry. I had no idea. Heather showed up and well." Carter said.

"No more Heather. Ever." I told Carter.

"Okay." He agreed.

"Now, turn around her." I smiled pulling his leg to me and over my head.

Sitting between his legs I started pulling his shorts from him.

"That is a very big cock." I smiled looking at his solid cock.

"You're going to ruin me for all other men." I giggled leaning forward and taking a mouth full of his cock.

I gave him a very nasty blow job.
I sucked him off till I almost puked.

Then I swallowed his full load.

Sitting up rub my mature pussy on his cock.

I looked at Carter smiling.

"We aren't going to make love.
We are going to fuck." I told him seriously.

"Mommy?" Carter said softly.

"Good boy. Now take your mommy and do as you please with me." I said with a lewd smile.

Carter fucked my asshole till it was so loose his dick would just fall in.

Four hours of none stop fucking.

If his dick was soft.
He would finger me or use one of my toys on me.

I have three or four suction cup dildos that we put to full use.

He also fist fucked me.

The only reason we stopped fucking was his dick just wouldn't get hard anymore.

The next morning when I was pissed.

My pussy lips burned I was so sore.

But, I loved it.

When Carter finally got out of bed.

I was sitting on the couch in nothing but a T-shirt.

I didn't say anything.
I just smiled at him as he got his cup of coffee.

We didn't talk for a long while.

I don't know what he was thinking.

But, I was thinking about if he could fuck again.

Wanting to test the water.

After his second cup of coffee.

I got up and went to the kitchen and leaned over the bar.

Reaching in the draw I pulled out the olive oil and set it on the counter.

Carter got up and walked passed me and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Looking at me he took a drink.

Then he set his cup down and stepped in behind me.

Reaching over me he grabbed the oil.

Pouring it on my ass, he started rubbing it in.

Then there was his dick pushing against my asshole.

"Sodomy." I smiled arching my back.

Ten minutes later.

Carter slammed his full length into me.
Grunted hard and filled my asshole with cum.

And that is how it is.

I'm either being a slut or Carter is trying to get me to be a slut.

Either way, I turn into a slut.

Carter has now fucked my asshole enough, I normally don't need lube.

Then again.

I'm one of those girls that will drown a guy when she cums.

It always looks like there has been a bucket of water poured out wherever we fuck.

As far as my sister goes.

Carter has never touched her since.

I did send her a picture of Cartet plowing me in the middle of her bed.

She forgot I had a key.