All Chapters of Family Secrets: Chapter 1571 - Chapter 1580

I shot him my best grin and said, "I'm gonna tell you one last time. Let her go, asshole."I briefly looked into my mom's eyes and they were wide open, but still very glassy as though she were trying to determine if what she was seeing was real or simply a dream. I cast my glance over her shoulder to once again look at Mr. Jacobson, and stared directly into his eyes.He let my mom go and backed up a step or two, then said, "We were only joking, Ryan. You didn't have to hurt the boys."I didn't say a word, but moved towards my mom and stooped to grasp her dress from the ground. Fortunately, I had been trained to expect something like this, so I kept an eye on Mr. Jacobson as I bent over. He must have thought he had the perfect opportunity to settle the score for his sons, as he stepped forward and swung his foot in the direction of my face. Clearly he had a bit to drink, because he was off balance and I easily caught his heel and pushed it skyward, sending the la

My cock was lined up nicely with mom's pussy, and I nudged myself forward a bit until the tip touched her slippery sex. Her eyes were glassy and I'm not even sure she knew what was happening when I first began sliding my cock inside her well-lubed groove. I rolled my hips forward until I was buried completely inside her, which drew a long, "Yes," from her lips.Mom was as tight as any girl I had been with before, but far more warm and wet. Her muscles seemed to hold me in place, then she released me and I began sliding my cock slowly in and out of her. I looked down and mom's eyes were closed and her head was thrown back, rocking side to side, her mouth agape and sucking in air.She appeared like she was in another world altogether, and I wanted to take her even farther. I increased the pace of my thrusting, driving down into my mother at a rapid pace. Mom hiked her knees up to place her feet squarely on the bed, which she used as leverage to power herself back against me.We fucked a

The silence was deafening as I rapidly tried to process exactly what she had said. Did she really mean our lovemaking? Oh, Lord, please let it be so!"Does that shock you?" she asked.I had no idea what the best answer should have been at that moment, so I responded honestly, "A bit, I guess."She didn't address my comment, she just continued on, "You know, I always loved going to your taekwondo tournaments. I was amazed how you always seemed to beat men twice your age and size."I felt my chest heave as my pride swelled, and I couldn't help a big grin from forming on my face.Mom looked over her shoulder towards the door, and then leaned in closer, "You want to know a secret?"I nodded enthusiastically, wondering what was to come."I used to get turned on watching you kick butt," she stated softly, letting her nails scrape across the back of my hand. I sat dumbfounded by her admission, when she added, "I loved watching you train in the back yard. You remember, when you'd wear nothing

The morning started off quiet as I avoided flirting with my dad overtly, but he was his usual jovial self and slowly pulled me out of my shell. It was even hotter than the previous weekend, and at about eleven o'clock Dad pulled his shirt off and set about working topless. I complained that it was unfair, and he simply smiled at me and stated, "I don't mind if you do the same.""Yah, right, Daddy," I responded, and then added, "Bet you'd love that."Dad laughed and answered, "You bet. I haven't seen twenty-something boobies, since, well...I was twenty-something.""Boobies, Daddy?" I said, shaking my head, "You're really showing your age.""I know, I'm an old man," he replied, to which I added, "And a dirty one at that."I couldn't help but steal views of his body. For a guy who just turned fifty, he was in amazing shape. He no longer possessed six pack abs, but he was solid all over. At six foot two, he stood well above my five foot eight inch fram

A thrill went through my body as my dad spanked my butt, yet I tried to keep calm. I kept telling myself, "Mom is just inside, keep cool, Brooke." Yet I found it completely impossible. Just after lunch I found an excuse to visit my room. I peeled off my bra, and then put my light tee back on. I wanted my dad to see my breasts, and after what he had said earlier, I knew he wanted to look too.We painted for another couple hours, and I liberally bent over to show Dad my breasts. I wished I had worn a short skirt to display my legs right up to my panties, but that would have been going too far with Mom nearby. Dad received more than an eyeful, but I always gazed towards the wall as to not let him know I was flaunting myself, giving him a free look.Mom came out at about 5:30 and told Dad they should be heading home. Pops and I reluctantly acquiesced, and we washed our brushes without squirting one another. I saw Dad's eyes wander to my breasts from time to time, which exc