Malcolm Wilkerson had been looking forward to a Memorial
Day camping trip with his Dad and his brothers, Francis,
Reese, and Dewey. After getting an F in Math, Malcolm’s
Mom, tells him that he’s grounded and can’t go on the trip.
A Memorial Day Weekend to remember is the result.
Fifteen-year-old Malcolm Wilkerson had been looking forward
to the Memorial Day Camping trip that his father was going
to take the boys on. His dad Hal thought it would be nice
to way to bond with his boys and he really wanted to get
way for a long weekend.
Hal’s wife Lois decided to stay home and do some shopping.
But as luck would have it, on the day before the trip
Malcolm got a notice from school that he’d received an F in
Math for the marking period.
His mom hit the roof, “Malcolm you’re grounded, you can’t
go on the trip, and you better shape up your grades if you
ever want to go on another trip.
His father of course backed her up.
Friday night Malcolm watched sadly as his dad and brothers
drove off to the campsite. Malcolm was furious with his mom
and they did not speak to each other at dinner and
afterwards Malcolm stayed in his room pretending to study.
Malcolm slept until late morning on Saturday. Finally he
got up and dressed, ate some cold cereal and was about to
go outside to play when he heard his mother yell, “Where do
you think you’re going young man?”
Malcolm said, “I just wanted to get some fresh air, Mom.”
“Well normally that’s a good idea,” Lois said, but you’re
grounded for the entire weekend! Go back to your room right
now and crack open those math books.”
Malcolm was livid; he clenched his teeth and turned to go
to his room. As he was about to leave the room his mother
said, “I’m going shopping.”
He turned to face her (she had on her white 3-inch heels,
and a knee-length red skirt, revealing her still attractive
legs, and a white blouse. Malcolm’s rage suddenly turned
into both rage and lust. ‘If she wants me to stay in all
day, then she has to provide the entertainment!” he thought
to himself.
Lois was about to leave when she dropped her keys on the
kitchen floor. As she over down to get them, Malcolm saw
his chance.
Lois felt a hand clamp over her mouth as Malcolm brought
her to the floor. He quickly pulled a bandana from his
pocket and stuffed it in his mom’s mouth, freeing his hand.
As he sat on Lois back, Malcolm ran his hand up her skirt
and then tugged at her pantyhose, ripping them off. All the
while Lois was struggling in her young son’s grip. She was
amazed that he was so strong. She’d never noticed that
before.
Malcolm drew his mom’s hands behind her back and tied them
with the torn pantyhose. Then he quickly proceeded to rip
off her blouse and bra, revealing her gorgeous tits to his
lustful teenage eyes.
As he gazed at his mom’s bare chest, he thought, ‘Now she’s
mine,’ and his young cock got harder and harder.
Malcolm, with some difficulty because his mother was still
struggling, carried his Lois to her bedroom and put her
bound, gagged and helpless onto the bed.
Lois thought to herself, ‘I’m going to be raped by my son
on my own bed.’ She was terrified at the thought. She sent
pleadingly looks toward Malcolm, silently hoping he would
come to his senses and let her go. No such luck.
Lois could see that her son’s eyes were filled with lust as
he gazed upon her. She was helpless to resist him.
Finally Malcolm could wait no longer, he removed the cloth
from his mother’s mouth and pushing her naked body down
onto the bed he climbed on top of her and forced his tongue
between her lips as if he fucked her mouth.
Then he began to squeeze her hardening nipples as he began
to force his rock hard cock into his mother’s cunt. He
pushed deeper and deeper, then Malcolm began to pump harder
and harder, in and out.
As the young boy was about to cum deep inside his mother,
he momentarily removed his tongue from her mouth. And
looked into her pleading eyes again.
Lois pleaded, “Son please don’t cum in mommy’s pussy, pull
out now, please!”
Malcolm didn’t listen. His young body bucked wildly as he
gushed jet after jet of his load deeply into his mother.
Lois looking anything happy thought, ‘at least now that
he’s raped me maybe he’ll let me go.
Lois hadn’t been paying attention to what her son was doing
and was shocked back into the moment when Malcolm shoved
his cock into her mouth and yelled, “Suck it and make it
hard Mom!”
He was still on top of her and with her hands tied, Lois
had no choice but to comply.
As Malcolm got hard again he pulled his dick out of his
mom’s mouth and started to jerk off in her face. He enjoyed
the sight of his second load of cum spurting all over his
mom’s face and lips. It looked so sexy.
Malcolm wasn’t done though. He repeatedly raped his mother
throughout the night, until finally sometime in the wee
hours he rolled off of her and fell asleep. The boy slept
for about 5 hours, which was a relief for the ravaged and
humiliated Lois. However when he woke up it was early
Sunday morning.
‘The boys won’t be back until tomorrow morning,’ she
thought, ‘Oh no!”
As Lois thought about her predicament, she began crying to
herself. Cum still oozed out of her completely violated
pussy.
And Lois had reason to cry, Malcolm sexually used his
mother repeatedly all day Sunday, and only let her up for
an occasional bathroom break, always maintaining control
even when his mother was relieving herself.
Monday finally came. Malcolm had untied and left the house.
Lois cleaned herself up before Hal and the boys came home.
They all arrived around 7AM. Malcolm was outside somewhere.
What could she say, how could she ever tell her husband
what had happened? Who would believe such a tale if she
told it?
Hal noticed that Lois seemed depressed, “Anything wrong
Hon?” Hal asked.
Lois burst into tears saying, “I’m just glad to have you
all home safely. Lois wisely didn’t tell him about Malcolm.
Lois was so fearful that Malcolm had impregnated her. It
was a possibility, she hadn’t been able to use her birth
control method all weekend while tied up. She decided to
make love to Hal every night for the next two months just
so that if the worst happened she wouldn’t know for sure
whose baby it was.
Sure enough around Labor Day (how appropriate) Lois
experienced morning sickness. Six months later Douglas was
born. No one thought anything about the fact that the baby
looked just like his brother Malcolm.
Lois did though, she thought about it a lot. Malcolm gave a
little smirk every once in a while when he saw his mother
with his new brother (son).
The result of Malcolm “getting in the middle,” of his
mother’s luscious thighs.
