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Chuy's Mom

"5 'o clock! WAKE UP!"

The beaver woman woke up when she heard the guard.

"Inmate Rodriguez!"

The woman glared at the prison guard, "I have a name, Connie!"

The rottweiler guard shook her head then struck the bars. "Get up, Rodriguez! It's time..."

The beaver sat up, "Time?"

...

Chuy waited outside the prison, watching intently for his mother. He'd been surprised when his father called him.

"Your Mom's sentence is about finished, she'll be out soon. I'd rather the first face she sees on the outside be yours, I wouldn't wanna cause any trouble."

That's what his father said and now the 21-yr old waited for his mother, the woman he hadn't seen in 15 years since she went in for stabbing his dad after he got her sister pregnant. After something like that, he could understand why his old man would be hesitant.

He heard the buzzing. He turned.

"Your mother's comin' out." The guard at the gate said, "Please wait."

...

The woman stood as the guards washed her body. She sighed, once out she'll be able to clean her own damn self, with her own soap. She flinched when one of the women washing her touched the scar in her groin.

After being cleaned and given a change of clothes, she was placed in handcuffs and two guards led her out.

They took her down the long walk to that gate. She looked up and thought she saw her husband. This made her stop.

The badgeress on her left pushed her harshly, "Keep movin', Rodriguez!"

The beaver stepped forward, not wanting to let that butch guard touch her again.

Chuy watched from the other side of the gate, a mix of emotions forming as he saw a face that used to comfort him so many times when he was scared.

The beaver woman stopped at the gate and looked up... Tears started to form in her eyes. "J-Jesús?"

Chuy sobbed, his paws clinching the gate tight. "Mama!"

The guards uncuffed her, Chuy stepped back as the gate opened and his mother rushed out to hold him. Mother and son sobbed together while the badger locked the gate and rolled her eyes.

...

Chuy drove him and his mother to a small diner where they each ordered breakfast. As they eat, they spoke.

"Chuy, how's your father been?"

He stopped with a piece of pancake inches from his face. "He's fine. He has to use a cane now, but he's still breathing."

She sighed, "I coulda done worse, I guess." She looked at her plate, almost empty already. "I'm sorry."

He put his fork down then put a paw on his mother's shoulder. "It's not all your fault. Dad should've been there more for you. I could even see when he was being friendly with..."

"Your Aunt Shelly, my baby sister. My dad made me promise I'd take care of her, that we wouldn't fight no more. Y'all see how that turned out for me." She rolled back her right sleeve and showed him some tattoos she had gotten in prison.

He held her hand when she showed him. "Mom, Grace, you have to stay positive."

Grace... she'd gotten so used to being called Inmate or Rodriguez. She laughed that off, "I am positive, Chuy. Positive I ain't goin' back to that old shit hole."

...

As Chuy and Grace bonded over a late breakfast together, back home in Corpus Christi, TX, a more lascivious, more intimate bonding took place.

A younger female beaver, about five years younger than her hardened sister, crouched on all fours as her husband mated her furiously from behind.

Rico, Chuy's father groaned full of lust with each firm push.

Shelly's breasts jiggled each time their bodies collided; his balls swung free beneath, sweat dripping from between their union.

As the male bred with his wife, his phone rang.

"Ah, chingao!" He pulled Shelly with him so he never left her warmth. He picked up the phone and held it while he sped up his thrusts. "Yeah? What is it?"

Chuy stood outside the restaurant while his mom waited in the car. "Dad, I got Mom."

Rico barely slowed his humping. "She's wit' ya right now?"

The young beaver nodded, "Yeah she is." barely able to hear his aunt's moans on the other end.

Rico continued to mate Shelly as he spoke, "How is she?"

Chuy leaned against the pay phone. "She's fine, her hair's shorter now. She's not ready to see you, though. She made that clear."

Rico felt Shelly's muscles clinching tight around his malehood. He started to pump in her progressively harder now. "And?"

Chuy sighed, "And we probably won't be home so don't wait up. I'll call you later, tell Aunt Shelly I said hi."

The elder beaver pressed into his wife once more and this time held his place when he felt his balls pull up. "Yeah, I'll do just that." He hung up the phone and fell over Shelly's backside as his cock planted its seed deep inside her.

Shelly fell belly first on the bed. Her husband was still on top her, squirting his offspring into her at the height of her heat. "Grace is still sore about us?"

Rico brushed her hair from her face then kissed her, "I think so. I wouldn't blame her, I took the vows with her first."

Shelly rubbed her belly, "But now you're with me, so she'll just have to get over it."

...

Chuy and Grace stopped at a motel to sleep for the night.

Chuy placed their bags by his bed. "You can take a shower if you want, Mom, I'll just finish unpacking."

Grace smiled, "A shower, they used to make me take those with all those other girls."

Her son tried to ignore her story, but he was still a horny male; it didn't matter that he sometimes liked to play bat with other men, he still considered himself straight.

She noticed her son's discomfort and with a growing grin, she continued talking, "Oh yes, I can just remember it now, me and about 30 other women all naked, fur brushing together as we scrubbed ourselves in such close quarters. We all had to keep our paws to ourselves, but I could tell ya that never happened. A lot of the girls just really loved touching each other, and rubbing, and kissing."

Chuy looked like his head was about to explode, both of them. He pulled out his mother's nightgown and a pair of panties for her. "Here, Dad gave me those for you to wear."

She took the night clothes, "Well, it's good he remembered that." She got up and walked into the bathroom.

Chuy groaned after he heard the shower turn on. He glared at his crotch, "Bad boy!" He scolded himself before he undressed to his boxers. He was about to pull those off too when he heard his mother yelp in pain. "Mom?!" He ran to the door then, without thinking, he opened it and caught an eyeful of his mother naked in the shower.

Grace saw him, her hands were on her groin. "Chuy..."

He ran up to his mother, nearly tripping over her clothes. Up close, he could see blood. "What the hell happened?"

She bit her lip, "My scar opened up, I'm bleeding."

He fetched a white towel and pressed it to her wound. "What happened? Did someone cut you in jail?"

She held the towel and shook her head, "No nothing like that... there should be first aid under the sink there, I'll hold the towel."

Chuy found the first aid kit. He took out disinfectant and gauze then began to work, blushing as he realized he was touching his mother's naked body.

She couldn't help but laugh when she noticed this. "What's wrong, Chuy? My body's probably the same as any other girl you've ever been with."

He blushed even harder as he applied bandaging to Grace's groin.

She could barely stifle the shudder when the stinging alcohol touched her labia. "Careful, baby."

He could smell her musk from this close, she smelled good, as good as any motherly female he'd lusted for... but this was his mother. He tried to take his mind off it, "So what happened?"

Grace held her son's cheeks so he'd have to look right up at her. "That's right... I never got to tell you that story did I? I'd wanted to tell you when you were younger but well, I was in jail at that time. This is you, Chuy." She turned his gaze back down to the c-shaped scar in her abdomen.

"That's me?"

Grace nodded, "When you were born, you breeched, the doctors had to get you out fast or else you would have died inside me so... they had to cut me open."

Chuy gulped as he heard this.

"You already were coming out, that was pain enough, then I felt that knife cut me. Oh, I cursed, I screamed, I almost passed out and then there you were in my arms. You couldn't see me yet, but you knew I was there and I wanted to keep you with me forever, Jesús."

Chuy wiped the tears from his eyes as he finished applying first aid, "That should hold until I get you to a hospital... Mom, I love you."

"I love you too, Jesús." She hugged him, not caring that she was still wet and naked.

...

Next morning, Grace sat in a hospital bed after doctors got done working on her scar.

Chuy held his mother's right paw. "How are you now, Grace?"

She smiled, "I'm fine."

Chuy held her, "They've said I have to help you bathe from now on so the cut doesn't open again."

She sighed, "Well, at least I'll be getting in that quality time we never had."

Chuy couldn't help himself after that. He leaned in, she didn't try to stop him. His lips touched his mother's cheek. She pulled back and their lips connected.

A nurse who had opened the door to check on them promptly walked out.

Chuy couldn't believe he'd gone here now, he could believe it even less when he felt her tongue touch his.

As much as Grace enjoyed it though, she knew she had to stop it. She broke the kiss then nuzzled him saying, "That's enough."

He blinked away the tear while his lips still tingled, "Thank you."

...

They sat together in his car afterward on their way home to Corpus.

Grace had to ask, "So, how long has my son been a milf chaser?"

He laughed nervously, "Where do you get that idea?"

She teased him with a stare she used to reserve for his father, that bedroom stare that led to her becoming a mother. "I haven't kissed a lot of guys, but I know what experience feels like, mi hijo. That kiss was of someone very sure of himself, someone who's kissed older women, so..."

He sighed, "My best friend's mom, Donna. I was with her for a while before she got back with her ex-husband. Before that I was still a virgin; it wasn't like I never had girls going for me, let's face it. I got Dad's good looks."

She smiled, "That you did."

"But, there was only one type of girl I wanted... a mom." He kept his attention on the road but waited for her reaction.

"I see... I wasn't there for you when I should have been. So all you wanted since then was a mother." She held his hand and kissed it. "I can't apologize enough for what I did. I wish things had been different. I wish I could have been there to see you grow up. I wish my husband still loved me. Wish all we want, it won't come that easy."

Their hands tightened.

...

Rico sat in his armchair thrusting mightily into Shelley as he expelled more of his seed inside her.

She kissed him as she urged those little sperms to do their job.

Their sexual reveries ended just as their daughter walked in.

Brandy saw them, "Hey, Ric, Shell, makin' that little sister ya promised me are ya?" She winked playfully. The 18-yr old giggled as she pulled the coffee from the kitchen cupboard.

Shelley sighed and got off her husband's lap, pulled her clothes on then went to help her daughter while Rico remained seated, his cock shining wet.

His smile diminished when he heard his son's car pull up outside. "Shells, get mah pants fer me."

She got a clean pair of pants and gave them to him.

He pulled them on just in time.

Grace personally knocked on the trailer door for her estranged ex. "Honey, I'm home!" She called out in a teasing manner.

The door opened and her sister was on the other side. "He ain't your honey no more, Sis."

Grace smiled to her kid sister, "Relax, Shelley. I ain't here for no fuss, I just wanna make peace then I'll be out. 'Sides, your nephew's standin' right here."

Chuy shrugged playfully when Shelley finally noticed he'd been right by her the whole time.

She blushed, "Well, I hope you know none of that was to you, Chuy."

He laughed, "That's alright, I'm just caught in the crossfire."

Shelley opened the door for them, "Come on in, Ric's right inside."

The elder male beaver sat in the kitchen, still shirtless, still stinking of sex as he drank coffee.

Grace could smell her sister on him. She merely shook her head and smiled. "Well, it's nice to see I never hurt your libido."

Rico looked back at Grace, his heart sank a couple floors but he faked a smile as best as he could for her. "Well, your aim was off by a couple centimeters, a little more to the left and down then I woulda been a choir boy." He fingered the shallow cut in his right side where she'd got him.

She stepped closer and leaned in closer so her dark brown eyes met with his. "You weren't no church fag." She grinned before she suddenly kissed him on the lips.

Brandy had never met this woman, she looked at her mother. "Mom, who's she?"

Shelley watched her temper while her sister kissed her man. "This is your Aunt Grace, my big sister. You've seen pictures of her, Brandy."

Grace ended her kiss with her former husband then looked back at her kid sister, "Do you mind telling your dear daughter who I was to our Ric?"

Shelley blew air through her buckteeth. "Brandy, your dad was her man first."

Grace groped his groin openly, "And?"

Shelley groaned, "And I was his mistress in-law."

Rico moaned as he was pulled back out of his pants by his first wife. "If things had gone different, Brandy... this woman here coulda been your mom. Grace... I'm sorry for what I did, but I can't do this, not now."

She stared him down. "You love her?"

Rico gulped, "Yes, I love Shelley."

Grace sighed then released him, "That's all I needed to hear." She slapped him and stood up. "If you woulda been upfront about it before, maybe that's all I woulda given you except me havin' to find out after ya knocked up my flesh 'n' blood." She wiped away a tear. "I forgive you. I'll be over August 1st if ya want me." She turned to walk away.

Rico spoke up, "August 1st, that's..."

"Your birthday, I know. That's what you do when you love someone, Rico. You remember things for them." She turned to her sister and niece. She walked right up to Shelley.

Her sister stared back at her, her face a mix of emotions.

Grace leaned in, "He's yours now. You take care of him." She looked back at him then leaned in closer, "And if he ever hurts your feelings, let me know. Dad wanted me to take care of you, and I'll do just that." She kissed her sister chastely on the lips before looking to her niece, "And you..."

The teenaged beaver pointed to herself, "Me?"

"What's your name?"

"Brandy?"

Grace smiled, "Brandy... drop on by sometime, I'd love to get to know you after I get settled in." She gave her a playful salute before walking out.

Chuy hesitated to look at the rest of his very dysfunctional family. "To be fair, that surprised even me." He quipped before following his mother out.

...

Chuy parked his car in the middle of an empty parking lot. He saw the sign that read "Clothing Optional beach".

Grace sat by him having shed her tears over the years she missed in prison. "I know we'll probably regret this..."

Chuy shrugged.

Ten seconds later, "Jesús, mi hijo."

He looked at her and her shirt had come off.

Grace sat half naked by her son, a bra covered her breasts, but he could see the outline of her nipples through the tips.

He reached across and unsnapped her bra.

It fell and her dark brown-furred breasts jiggled free.

His shirt came off next, followed by his pants then boxers.

Grace whistled when she saw her son's cock and balls. "Well, you're packing a nice set just like your father."

Moments later, they sat together in the sand at the nude beach where Chuy had lost his virginity to his best friend's mom.

She rode her son's lap, her muscles squeezing him tightly while they transgressed mother/son boundaries.

He kissed her, "Mom, you're so warm."

Grace hugged him so her breasts squished against his chest. "And you're as big as your dad was when I had him, you should be proud." They kissed again and he pushed his mom on her back.

Now on top, Chuy took over and worked hard to bring his mother to climax before him.

Grace hadn't had a lot of sex in prison, some of the girls would try that lesbian stuff with her, but she just wasn't one of those girls. She liked getting filled by handsome males and Chuy this close looked just like his father when he was younger, when they first made love.

He lost the race, but both beavers stiffened together in one brief moment as he flooded his mother's womb and her juice mingled with his sperm. A thought came to his mind as he'd realized what he just did.

She saw his expression and she calmed him with a soft pet.

"Aren't you worried, Mom?"

"Chuy, I'm almost 40, I should have had more kids somewhere in that time, but I could only have you." She scratched his ears. "I want more, at least one more chance to be a mother."

He saw the sun, "Well, we'd better get home then before someone catches us, I still have someone I'd like you to meet first."

She blinked, "Oh? You have a girlfriend and you've been diddling your own mother?" She giggled.

He gulped, "No... not a girlfriend."

She blushed, "A boyfriend?"

Chuy nodded.

...

Donnie had slept on and off for the last day and a half since his lover left to get his mother.

The ram stretched and popped his vertebrae as he imagined what Chuy's mom would look like.

His ears flickered when he heard the front door open.

Chuy walked in carrying both his and Grace's bags while his mother looked around.

She saw the handsome ram sitting shirtless in the den watching some action movie.

Chuy saw his lover, "Donnie, we're home!"

The ram got up, revealing the rest of his nude body to Chuy's mom. He turned and didn't even flinch when he saw her. "Chuy, is this her?"

The beaver rolled his eyes and laughed. "Yes, this is her."

Grace shook her head, "Oh, sorry. I'm Grace Rodriquez, though I guess now I'll be going back to Hooper. I'm sorry if my mouth is watering but you've got the biggest..."

Donnie chuckled, "Well thank you, my dad gave it to me. Donnie Dunnstock." He put out a friendly hand which she eagerly shook.

Chuy had undressed in the meantime. He went up to his male friend and they kissed, "She's staying with us now, Donnie, I hope you don't mind."

He shrugged, "That's alright with me."

Grace held her breath now, seeing her son and his lover chest to chest in closeness.

Chuy saw how she watching then he grinned and pressed into Donnie's groin so their shafts touched.

Donny answered by grabbing the beaver's butt then thrusting so his length rubbed against Chuy's.

Chuy looked at his mother who seemed ready to tear off her own clothes then join them. "You can join in if you like, Mom. Donnie likes moms too."

The ram laughed, and the mother hesitated, "Well..."

And well was all Grace said before the beaver found herself sandwiched between her son and his ram boyfriend.

Both of their malehoods touched together as they both probed Grace's snatch.

She reached up and wrapped her arms around Donnie's neck as the ram and beaver both sank their cocks into her.

Her two men groaned while their shafts shifted side by side inside her stretched pussy.

The trio's first moment did not last though, the ecstasy of the taboos hit the three almost simultaneously and they all joined in their combined orgasms.

The two young men slid out then frotted some more with their cocks still spraying ropes of semen over the beaver woman's belly.

She blushed between the two men and play-smacked her son, "You naughty boy."