My New Family Ch. 01

**Authors note - This is the first of at least 3 chapters. If you guys enjoy it and I get positive feedback I'll happily continue. If you like incest with a story behind it this is for you. There is a little bit of a build up but once it starts it won't stop. Thank you for your time and please enjoy**

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I

The year I graduated college was the craziest year in my life. Things happened that I never could have dreamed of.

It all started on Valentine's Day. When I arrived home from a date with my girlfriend I found my mother sitting on the couch. She had her head down with her hands covering her face. There was a bunch of crumbled up wet tissues on the coffee table in front of her.

"Mom, what's wrong? Did something bad happen? Why are you crying?" I asked her as I took my jacket off and sat down next to her.

She didn't answer me. I started to feel sick and my heart started pounding. I had a million thoughts running through my head. Did someone die? Was someone hurt?

"Mom, you're scaring me. Why are you crying?" I put my hand on her shoulder and shook a little bit.

"Oh, I'm sorry honey. I'm ok, I'm ok." she finally responded as she lifted her head and wiped the tears from her face."

"No you're not. I've never seen you cry like this before. Please talk to me."

"It's nothing for you to worry about." she pulled herself together and wiped the remaining tears from her face.

"Bullshit, talk to me or I'm gonna call dad."

"No, don't call your father." she snapped her head around and looked right at me.

"Why not? Is he ok?" I asked her as I was getting more worried.

"He's fine. It's just..." was all she could say.

"Please talk to me, I'm getting scared." I was starting to tremble as I said this.

"I'll tell you." she took a deep breath. "You're father and I are getting a divorce. He's leaving me. While you were out today he took a suitcase full of clothes and went to stay in a hotel."

"What?" I was on a state of shock. "I knew you guys were having problems but..." I paused as I tried to wrap my head around what I just heard. "He chose Valentine's Day to do this? How could he be so cruel."

"Everything is going to be ok hon, I promise." she patted me on the knee gave me a peck on the cheek.

As she stood up and started walking out of the living room she said "Now if you don't mind I'm gonna go to bed. We can talk more about it tomorrow morning."

I wanted to respect her wishes so I nodded back at her and said "Ok mom, goodnight, I love you."

"Love you too son." She disappeared as she made her way up the stairs.

I sat there in a state of shock. Just how bad were things, I thought. I would hear them start to argue but I always put on headphones and played some rock cause I didn't want to hear it. I contemplated calling dad and asking him what was going on, but I decide not to. I wanted to hear more from my mother first. After a few minutes I got up and went to my room.

While I was getting ready for bed I heard noise from my mothers room. It sounded like she was laughing. I was confused because just ten minutes ago she was crying her eyes out. I had to see what was going on. I went down the hallway towards her room and put my ear to her door. She was indeed talking to someone and laughing. No one else was in the house so she must have been on the phone. Was she on the phone with dad? She was just crying, why would she be talking to him and laughing right now?

I heard my mom say "Yea, I told Michael when he got home. I was crying when I told him. I feel bad for letting him see me like that." then a pause. "I wasn't crying cause I was gonna miss him. I stopped loving him a long time ago. I'm scared that now I have to tell Michael the truth. I'm scared he'll turn his back on me and I'll lose baby boy. I love him more than any mother could love her son." another long moment of silence. "You're right baby, no more tears. I'm gonna stay positive and hope for the best. I knew this was gonna happen sooner or later." another pause as the person on the other end of the phone must have been talking. "I think you're right. I'll tell Michael everything in the morning. We've always been very close. I just pray it'll stay that way, I couldn't stand to lose him."

I was in a state of shock again. I stepped away from the door and stared at the wall. Is she cheating on dad? I felt sick to my stomach. After taking a few deep breaths to compose myself, I put my ear back against the door.

"I love you too, and you're right, once the dust settles things will be wonderful."

I had heard enough and quietly walked back to my room. As I sat down on the edge of the bed, my mind was racing and my hands shaking. I thought to myself, how could she cheat on dad. She was my mom and the most important person in the world to me. The thought of her in the arms of some other man was hard to process. I didn't know what I was gonna do from here.

The next morning I woke up to the sound of my mother knocking on my door. She tried to open it, but I had left it locked.

She knocked again and said "Michael? Why's you're door locked, are you ok?

Shaking the cob webs from my head I told her "I'm fine ma, I'm just getting changed. Give me a minute."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Take your time. I'm making French toast for breakfast. It should be done in ten minutes."

After washing my face, brushing my teeth I walked downstairs and towards kitchen. When I walked in mom already had breakfast on the table with a cup of coffee waiting for me. She was wearing a black silk robe that came down to her mid-thigh. It was very loosely tied around her waist and I saw a hefty amount of her bare tits. I knew she caught me looking, because she quickly turned away from me a retied it more snug.

"I'm sorry honey, I didn't realize it was so lose." She said with a tone of embarrassment in her voice.

"Don't worry about it ma, I didn't even see anything." I lied back to her.

"Don't lie to your mother, you saw enough. In any case, now sit and eat your breakfast before it gets cold."

I sat down and looked at my plate. The image of my moms tits left my mind. The news from last night flooded my brain. I pushed my plate away and said. "Ma, thanks but I'm not hungry. I wanna talk about last night. What's going on with you and dad? Did he cheat on you?"

"No honey, not that I know of."

Being afraid to ask the next question, I was barely able to say. "What about you, please don't tell me there's another man."

"No hun, I can honestly say, there definitely is no other man in my life." She said, trying to fight back a grin and giggle and failing to do so.

"How can you laugh, this is far from funny." I was getting angry and raising my voice.

"Relax son. I'm sorry for giggling. You're right, it's not funny."

"Well then tell me already."

After a short moment of silence she finally said "Well, you know you're dad and I have been having problems this last year."

"Yea I noticed. I never said anything cause I didn't want to get into the middle of things."

She continued "Now that your dad is in his early fifty's he's lost interest in me. I on the other hand."

I stopped her "Oh come on ma, I don't wanna hear this."

"Just bare with me." she said. She was quite for a few seconds then took a deep breath.

"Please don't hate me for this. I couldn't stand it if I lost you. You're my one and only baby boy."

"Whatever it is ma, I'm not gonna hate you. You're my mother and I'm always gonna love you. Just please don't tell me there's another man, please."

"That's the thing." She stopped and took another deep breath. "Like I said there's no other man, there never was and never will be. "There is someone else though."

"What do you mean there's someone else? You just said there was no other..." I stopped for a second, trying to process what just came into my mind. "Are you trying to tell me, it's another woman? Are you telling me you're gay?"

"Yes son. When your father stopped wanting me I felt so lonely. I was craving attention. I wanted to be touched, I wanted to be loved. I didn't plan on it but, I found it from another woman."

She put her head down and covered her face with her hands. We sat there in silence for who knows how long. When I heard her crying again I got up and walked over to her. I stood behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. I bent my head and put my lips next to her ear.

"Mom, please stop crying. I could never hate you. If you're happy, then I'm happy. I'm ok with it if you're gay, I'm happy for you. If being with a woman makes you happy then you have my full support. If it was another man, I would be really upset. Since it's a woman it doesn't bother me at all. I know that probably doesn't make much sense, but it's just the way I feel."

She stood up and turned to look at me. Her face was wet with tears. I wiped them away with my thumb.

"You're really ok with this? You mean you're not mad at me?" She said as she was starting to smile.

"Of course I'm not mad. Like I said, if you're happy then I'm happy. You're my mom, and I'll never stop loving you."

I leaned in and gave her a innocent peck on the corner of her mouth. She didn't say a word. She just wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close to her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her tight. We stood there hugging each other for a minute or so, but it felt like an eternity. I felt her melt against me. Time seemed to slow down. I was thinking that it was cool that my mom was a lesbian. Then all of a sudden I was conscious of my moms tits pressed against me, and my cock was twitching. Before my thoughts went any further I pulled away.

"Why don't we try breakfast again?" I said, looking into my mother's eyes.

"You got it, I'll make a fresh batch, the other stuff is probably cold. I'd do anything for my baby boy." she said as she turned back to the stove.

"Really mom. Baby boy? I'm gonna be 22 in less than two months, I'm not a boy anymore, I'm a man."

"Well excuse me Mr. man. How does this sound? My one and only man. Does that sound better?"

"Yea it does, that sounds a lot better."

"Well, what about me? Am I the one and only woman in your life or am I just your mom?"

"You're mom. There is no stronger relationship than that of a mother and son. I'm a momma's boy and I'm proud of it. I couldn't ask for a better mom. I can tell you this, no other girl or woman will ever be more important than you. Even if I get married one day, you'll still be number one in my heart. "

"Thank you son." she sounded like her voice was breaking. She had her back to me so I couldn't tell for sure but, I thought she was fighting back tears. She sniffled and wiped her hand across her face. At that very moment my feelings for her changed. I walked up to her from behind and wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her close to me and kissed her on the back of her neck.

"I mean this from the bottom of my heart. You are the world's most perfect woman, you are the perfect mom. Nobody's ever gonna love you more than me. I'll make you a deal, I'll be your man and your baby boy at the same time. Would that make you happy?"

I turned her around so I could see her face. She had tears running down her face.

"Why are you crying again?"

"They're tears of joy. You just made me feel like the luckiest woman on earth."

She gave me a hug and peck on the lips. Then she went back to making breakfast. I was drinking my coffee and reading the paper when I heard her drop a fork. I looked up and saw my mom bend down to pick it up. Her robe pulled up and I saw the back of her thighs all the way up. I caught a glimpse of the blue lace panties she was wearing. My cock jumped in my pants. I thought to myself, I really do have a sexy mom. Better than that, was the fact that I had a sexy mom that happened to be a lesbian. When she stood up again I forced my thoughts back to my newspaper. When she was done cooking we sat down and ate breakfast together. We didn't talk much, but it wasn't awkward either. Both of us had smiles on our faces. I was feeling relieved, I was also feeling confused. When we were done eating I helped my mom clean up.

"What do you have planned for day? " she asked me.

"I have class later today. I'll just do some studying in my room till I leave for campus."

"Study hard, just because you're graduating in this year, doesn't mean it's time to take it easy." She said with a stern motherly voice.

"Don't worry about it mom, I promise I'll make you proud." I said with a smile. " What about you, what are you gonna do today?" I added.

"Today's my day off, so I'm just gonna take it easy and bum around the house. I'm gonna go up to my room and do some yoga." She walked passed me, gave me a peck on the cheek. "Have a good day." she said and made her way up the stairs.

I followed her up the stairs and went to my room. I sat at my desk reading from my psychology book. About a half hour went by when I heard laughing coming from my mothers room. I stopped my school work and went to see if I could hear anything. I went to her bedroom door which was cracked open, from where I stood I could see her sitting on the edge of her bed in her yoga clothes and talking on her phone. I listened in.

"By the way, I told Michael. It went better than I expected. He said he supports me all the way. If I'm happy then he's happy." a pause. "Yea, he said that as long as it's a woman then he's fine with it. I know it doesn't make a lot of sense but I think I know where he's coming from. He's just your typical guy, he thinks lesbians are cool." a pause. "I think you're right. Well in any case I'm gonna go and jump in the shower, I'll talk to you later, I love you."

She hung up. I was just about to leave when I saw her pull her top off, followed by her sports bra. Her tits plopped out. They were 38 D's and they were outstanding. For a woman in her mid 40's they were just starting to sag but still sexy as hell. Her areolas were the biggest I've see in real life with nipples the size of pencil erasers. My mom stood about 5'7" with shoulder length brunette hair. She had some fat around her tummy and had some love handles that hung over the waist band of her yoga pants. I found her soft figure quite sexy. I found myself getting turned on and even starting rubbing my growing cock from outside my pants. Then things got better. She stood up and pulled her pants down till they reached the floor. Her thighs were thick and soft. I was able to make out the little patch of pubic hair above her pussy. I felt horny and guilty at the same time. Here I was touching myself while looking at my mom. I finally snapped back to reality and realized if I got caught my life would be over. I was making my way back to my room when I got a crazy idea. I felt devilishly naughty, so I stopped by the laundry room to look for a pair of my mothers panties. Sadly there were none to be found.

When I got to my room I shut and locked my door. I pulled my clothes off and laid down on my bed. I was semi hard when I wrapped my hand around my cock. I started stroking it as I pictured the my naked mother. I was rock hard within seconds. I started feeling guilty but didn't care. Minutes later stream after stream of hot cum shot over a foot into the air and landed all over my stomach. When the last of my cum oozed out it cascaded down over my hand and onto my pubic hair.

I cleaned myself up the best I could with a t-shirt and waited for my mom to finish up in the shower. I sat at my desk messing around on my computer until I saw her walk past my door as she made her way down stairs. Then I jumped in the shower myself.

While in there I noticed her luffa sitting on the ledge in the corner. I picked it up and used it to clean myself. The thought that it had just touched my moms pussy and tits turned me on. I rubbed it up and down my cock until I got hard again. I knew it was wrong to think of my mother this way but it was beyond my control. So much had happened in the last 12 hours why not just go ahead with the crazy thoughts. As I stroked my iron rod I was picturing my mom in there with me. Our wet soapy bodies pressed together. I shot my load in the middle of her luffa and put it back on the ledge without rinsing it out. It was a cool thought that she would soon be rubbing my cum all over her body.

II

Within the next month my father had fully moved out. He asked for me to move with him. I told him that I wanted to stay with mom, that she needs me around more than he does. It turned into an argument when he called my mother a dyke. He started preaching that it was a sin and she'd burn in hell. It pissed me off that he spoke about her like that. Needless to say, we did not end off on good terms. The last thing he said to me was that I betrayed him for a dyke. I honestly didn't care, I only cared about my mother.

We were gonna make out fine. Money would not be a problem cause my mother had received a big inheritance from her grandma two years ago.

When I told my girlfriend about everything the transpired she actually defended my father. We argued a lot because I stopped hanging out with her and spent most of my time with my mom instead. The straw that broke the camels back was when she called me a momma's boy. I told her right back that yes I was and I'm not ashamed of it. That was the last time we spoke.

It got to the point where everyone in the family turned their back on my mother. It truly broke my heart. I told them if they are gonna treat her like that they can forget about me as well. The more the rest of the family pulled away the closer mom and I got. If I was not at work I was spending time with her. We'd spend our time at the movies, I'd help her in the garden, or we'd talk over a cup of coffee. When we were in public I'd even walk with her next to me with my arm hooked around hers.

She admitted to me that she'd been seeing someone already and that her name was Amy. I didn't tell her that I already knew from listening to her on the phone that first night. They would see each other while I was at work and went out on dates. I had never seen her so happy before. We decided that we would met on my birthday and all go out to dinner together.

It was the day of my 22nd birthday. I woke up to my mom sitting on the edge of my bed and giving me a big wet kiss on the cheek.

"Happy birthday my sweet handsome son. "

When I opened my eyes to look at her I saw an angel. The way the sunlight hit her face gave her this amazing glow. I had never seen her look more beautiful, it sent chills throughout my body and a twinge in dick. As I sat up I could not take my eyes off her beauty.

"Son? Are you ok? You look pale." She said with concern in her voice.

"I... I... " was all I could muster.

She put her hands on either side of my face and shook me. "Honey are you ok, what's wrong? Please talk to me. "

I snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry mom, I'm ok. For a second there I thought." I paused for a second then continued. "I thought you were an angel. I've never seen you look so beautiful before. You just took my breath away."

"Well aren't you the sweetest guy ever. You just made me feel so special, you have no idea." Then she leaned towards me and pressed her lips against mine. She held them there for longer than a mother should. When she slowly pulled away she followed it up with a peck. "Happy birthday son. Now get dressed and come down for breakfast."

My head was swimming when she left my room. After getting dressed I went downstairs and into the kitchen. I was nearly floored by what I saw. I must have not noticed what my mom was wearing she was sitting on my bed. There she was in silk robe that just barely covered her ass. I was able to see her red lace panties. Like the last time I caught a glimpse, it was barely tied in the front. The difference is this time she left it like that when she saw me. I was even able to make out a little bit of her areola. I tried hard not to stare cause I didn't want the show to end. We sat and eat breakfast while making chit chat about tonight's plans with her girlfriend. I sat there looking at her beautiful chest as much as I could hoping she wouldn't notice. My dick was throbbing and growing till I was at full mast. After I finished my food I just sat there nursing my coffee, hoping the steel rod in my pants would soften. Finally she got up and walked to the sink and started on the dishes. As soon as she wasn't looking I adjusted my cock so it laid straight up against my stomach. I was ready to go back up to my room so I jerk off and fantasize about my mother's body.