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 Mom's Tough Love, Chapters 1-3 by: David Criminal (Fm, m-solo, voy, Fdom,
inc mother-son)
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Chapter 1

   I was groggily coming to and realizing it was still dark, then I heard
the noise again.  At 14 years old I had still never had sex with a girl,
but I was no stranger to the sound of it.  Mom had brought someone home
from the bar again, like she does almost every weekend, and as the moans
coming up from the basement grew louder and wilder, the fog in my head
began to clear.  She moved her room downstairs after the divorce,
apparently so she could be less self-conscious about bringing men home, but
either she didn't care about hiding her sex life anymore, or she didn't
realize how loud she was when she fucked.

   "Oh YES baby, I want your COCK, shove that cock into me!  Ooooh OH! 
UGH! Oh.."

   "Fuck baby, now you're going to suck my dick!  Suck it you slut!  Oh
yea!"

   It's always annoying to be woken up from a deep sleep.  I sat wide-awake
in bed now, with mom grunting and moaning and screaming just beneath me.  I
thought back to last weekend, the morning after another one of mom's loud
fuck parties, at the breakfast table, the stranger smiled at me and said,
"tell you what boy, your mommy has some real amazing tricks up her sleeve."
The vision of some stranger, pumping his penis in and out of mom's wet,
willing mouth gave me some idea what that guy meant.

   I had always buried my head in the pillows, and tried to go back to
sleep, but the vision in my head of the stranger's throbbing penis, mom's
slobber dripping from her lips as she sucked it, for just an instant, it
made my own penis swell, and my hand had already found its way down there,
stroking it gently, using mom's moans and groans to help me imagine a girl
in my bed, sucking on me.

   "Ok, fuck me now, put it in!  Fuck me hard!  I want your big dick inside
of me!"

   Mom's voice made me pause; I knew that I shouldn't think of my own
mother that way.  I tried to break my mind out of this dirty trance,
fantasizing about Annette, a girl from school.  I imagined going down on
her warm, sexy, young, virgin body.  The only girls I had ever seen naked
were the adult women that pose nude in magazines.  I wondered how much hair
Annette would have on her clean, young pussy.  I stroked faster, bringing
myself right to the edge...

   "Fuck me harder!  Come on, Do it HARDER!"

   I tried to imagine Annette screaming those dirty words into the dark,
but I heard the same voice that yelled at me when I forgot to take out the
trash...

   "That's it baby, oh yes, oh, make me cum!  Oh Yes!  OOOHHH..." The loud
screams of mother's orgasm filled the house as I quietly came with her.

   I floated back down to reality, sticky hands, wet sheets, and the sounds
of banging headboards and squeaky bedsprings still echoed through the
night. I buried my head in the pillows and tried to sleep in the mess I had
made.

   I woke up before mom the next day, and sat down in the living room to
watch some Saturday morning TV.  After meeting that jerk last weekend, I
wanted to get out of the house before they got up.  Then mom came upstairs,
as usual acting oblivious to the events of the night before.  Did she
really think that I could sleep through all that?

   "Morning," she mumbled.

   I started thinking up an excuse to get out of the house, then something
new grabbed my attention.  Mom wore a blue silk robe, barely long enough to
even be called a robe, and made from a fabric so thin, her hard nipples
almost poked through the material.  My eyes focused on her large breasts,
watching them bounce around under the smooth silk, as she stumbled past me
and into the kitchen.  I turned as she passed and focused on the pale pink
skin of her inner thighs, up more, just to the point where...  Damn, what a
tease!  That robe was just long enough to cut off my view.  I decided it
could not be more than half an inch of fabric that hid her charms!

   Mom went to work at the kitchen counter, and the house filled with the
smell of fresh brewed coffee.  From where I sat, I had a decent view of her
from behind.  I spent a long time studying the naked skin of her legs, but
my view kept wandering up to the spot her tiny robe just barely covered.  I
tried to imagine the part I couldn't see, fueling my imagination with what
I knew from dirty magazines.  Did she shave down there, or did mom have a
thick patch of brown hair over her pussy?  Mom was every bit as much a
woman as those other girls; she knew all the "amazing tricks" that drove
men crazy.  With my mom standing only a few feet away from me, and only the
noise from the TV to mask the distinctive sound of flesh rubbing flesh, I
pushed my hand past the elastic band of my sweat pants, finding my hard
penis, wet and slippery from pre-cum that was already oozing from the tip,
and I began to stroke it.

   The sight of mom's flesh carried me on a wave way more intense than the
mere sounds her sex brought last night.  Now I wanted to have my other
senses filled.  I took a deep breath, and tried to detect the faint scent
of her body hanging in the air.  As my hand rubbed the smooth skin of my
own sex, I imagined touching hers, feeling around her coarse pubic hair to
stick my fingers in that hot, wet hole.  What would it taste like?  Damn I
wanted to walk over there right now, kneel down behind her, and stick my
tongue right under that blue robe!  Then I remembered, some stranger's dick
was just in there, pumping in and out of mom's pussy, getting her all
sweaty, pumping in and out, pumping his own juices into her...  Fuck!  I
hoped he hadn't done it; maybe he pulled out at the last second and spilled
his jism on her belly, or even better, stuffed his cock in her mouth and
made her swallow his sperm!  But I knew it didn't matter.  I had lost all
control.  I would lick my mother down there no matter what...  My dick
throbbed with every stroke of my hand, and this nasty, dirty feeling had
instant and complete control over everything.  No matter if she turns right
now and sees her own son jerking his cock, I told myself, if she were to
turn right now, I would let her see that I also have a man's needs, and if
she were to walk over here right now and order me to lick her cunt, no
matter how nasty, I would clean her with my tongue...  Quick!  She started
to turn around!  I pulled my hand out of my pants as fast as I could,
pretending to pay attention to the TV.  But the urgent, fast jerk came at a
bad time, and my orgasm started slowly creeping over the edge...

   "What do you have planned for today?" mom asked me from the kitchen.

   Hovering in an airy, dreamlike sensation, I tried to hold back the
urgent force building in my groin.  "Uhh...  I d-don't know," I managed to
stammer out, trying to seem natural while my juices swelled up inside of
me, growing more intense.  "Maybe go to the park and play some...  uhh...
baseball," I finally had to let go, and my penis started surging and
squirting into my pants...  Mom, after that eternity of cum draining
conversation, not knowing her sexy body had caused yet another man to drain
his balls, finally turned back to the counter, and with the sight of her
flesh right in front of me, my orgasm kept going.  I reached down and
finished making the slimy mess.

   Soberly looking down, I saw the huge wet spot on the front of my pants!
I couldn't get back to my room without walking right past mom!

   In a state of mild panic, I quickly threw a pillow from the couch down
on the floor in front of the TV.  I lay down on my stomach, concealing the
evidence from mom.  I tried to glance back at her in the kitchen, still not
wanting to give up the view, when I realized that lying on the floor, I had
set up the perfect angle to look right up her robe!  My spent penis started
pulsing with excitement as it slid around in the slimy mess in my pants. 
Trying to look back without being too obvious, I stole fleeting glances of
her in the kitchen, but she stood too far away to reveal anything.  I knew
she had to walk right past me to go back downstairs, and that would be my
chance.  I hoped mom hadn't taken the time to put on her panties this
morning!

   One ridiculous cartoon played after another.  Kids' stuff I told myself.
I kept watching, waiting, for mom to walk by.

   Finally I heard the sound of footsteps along the floor and I slowly
turned my head to see mom entering the living room, carrying a tray with a
pot of coffee and two cups.  My eyes crept down, to the edge of the blue
fabric, then up, into mom's eyes.  She was looking right at me!  I quickly
turned my head away, then it occurred to me that it would be impossible to
look up at her without it being obvious what I was trying to do.  What
would happen, if mom saw me look up her robe, and got mad?  Then she would
see the stain on the front of my pants!  Fuck!  Then...  My heart pounded
as her footsteps drew closer.  I felt myself chickening out, and glued my
eyes to the television.  Then the footsteps stopped.  I looked over and saw
mom's calf, just a few inches from my face.

   "I want you to clean up this mess," she said.

   "Huh?" I said as my glance moved, as naturally as possible, up the side
of her thigh, up her robe, and I saw the side of her butt...

   "All this crap laying around!  I want it cleaned up!" She turned and
motioned around the room, and as her thighs turned towards me, her legs
opened, and I looked right up into mother's hairy pussy!

   "Stick your fucking face in there!  Just stand up and fucking do it!" I
quietly shouted to myself.  Right then I jumped up to my knees, breathing
in deep through my nose, taking in the scent of her womanhood, and pulled
my hard dick out, as I brought my lips up to taste her bush, but just as
quickly, she had turned and started walking away.

   On me knees, with a cum stain down the front if my pants, I stared at
mom's naked butt as she left the room, and disappeared down the steps.  I
reached down and touched my exposed penis, and right there in the middle of
the living room, I started pumping out my 2nd orgasm of the morning.

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Chapter 2

   "Hey there!" Annette approached me in the hallway, shaking her hips a
little, and flashing her adorable smile.

   "Hi Annette." I said as I slammed my locker shut.  Monday morning...  I
usually looked forward to seeing her.  The sight of her cute butt in tight
jeans actually made me want to come to school.  But, as if mother had cast
a spell over me, until I saw Annette in the hallway, I had not thought of
her once.

   For the past two nights I hadn't slept much.  I couldn't stop thinking
about mom.  I fantasized that I laid on the floor, down by her feet, and
she towered over me.  Wearing nothing but her skimpy blue robe, she spreads
her legs over my head.  "I want you to clean up this mess," she says, as
she squats down and brings her hairy pussy down on my face.  Her crotch
reeks from a night of hot sex, and I stick out my tongue and taste the
flavors of a real woman...

   "How was your weekend?" Annette asked.

   Yesterday morning, after a long night of tossing and turning, I jumped
out of bed at the first sign of light.  I laid on the floor in the living
room, pretending to watch TV, my heart racing as I heard mom coming up the
stairs.  When she entered the room fully dressed, I started to doubt that I
had ever seen her pussy, that in some crazy dream state, I must have
imagined it.  No, I told myself, it really happened.  Definitely.

   "Hey, anybody in there?" Annette gave me a nudge.

   "What?  Oh yea, sorry.  Lots of studying, what with finals coming up.  I
was up almost all night last night working on a report." I lied to her, the
girl who, until about 48 hours ago, inhabited every one of my fantasies. 
Thankfully, the bell rang, and we had to get to class

   "See you later," I said to Annette, checking out her beautiful ass,
framed perfectly by her tight blue jeans, as she turned and headed for her
classroom.

   The entire week passed like this.  I couldn't concentrate at all in
school, and when I was by myself, I had no choice but to masturbate
constantly.  My attention focused solely on the weekend, hoping that maybe
I could get another chance to peek at mom's secret charms.  I didn't care
anymore that she brought home strangers to fuck.  Hell, she could bring
home the entire bar!  I would stay up waiting with a hard cock, listening
for her grunts and moans and screams, imagining myself shoving it into her,
pumping her hairy cunt full of my hard meat...

   The week finally over, I wandered home from school, enjoying the
springtime weather and daydreaming about mother.  I approached our house
and, surprised to see mom's car in the driveway, I wondered why she was
home from work early.  I smelled the opportunity to catch her off-guard,
maybe changing her clothes or something...  I crept through the house very
quietly, but I couldn't find her anywhere.  Finally, looking out into the
back yard, I found her fast asleep, sunbathing in the skimpiest little
bikini!

   My bedroom window provided an excellent view of mother.  Quickly, I
unzipped my pants, and began to massage my hardening cock.  I took the
opportunity to slowly study every detail of her flesh.  Mom didn't have the
firm body and smooth skin of young girls like Annette, but that didn't stop
her body from oozing sexiness...  Her large breasts complemented the size
of her thighs nicely.  The delicate cloth of her top did nothing to hide
her hard nipples.  Then my eyes slowly moved down...  The soft yellow
fabric of her bikini bottoms was adorned with little white flowers, and I
could see some brown pubic hair sticking out around the edges.  I tried to
imagine her lying there naked...  It frustrated me that something as small
as a bikini could cover so much!  The view of all her flesh took hold of my
will.  I resolved that somehow I had to have her!  Then, I came up with a
plan...

   When she came inside, she would probably call me, and if I didn't
answer, she would check through the house...  With my headphones on, I
could pretend I didn't hear her, and she would open my bedroom door, to
find me naked, playing with my penis!  Hopefully she would have the same
reaction to my young, hard cock as I had when I saw her sexy pussy, and
unable to resist, she would take my throbbing manhood in her mouth and
drain it!  My plan couldn't be more perfect.  How convenient that she was
already almost as naked as me...  Tasting her cunt would be as simple as
pulling those tiny bikini bottoms aside and burying my face in her hairy
crotch!  I had to stop pounding my penis before I sprayed the bedroom wall
with cum.  I stripped off the rest of my clothes, and began to prepare
myself for the moment mom would catch me...

   I laid down in the middle of my bed, slowly stroking my cock, trying to
imagine the moment mother's experienced pussy engulfs my virgin penis.  I
expertly resisted the temptation to cum.  I didn't want to waste the
powerful orgasm boiling up inside of me.  I stroked slower and slower and
more gently.  It seemed like she would never come inside!  I had never done
it this long without cumming, and the feeling started turning from pleasure
to one of deep physical frustration, causing a little bit of pain in my
balls.

   Finally I looked at the clock.  Over an hour had gone by!  I lost my
patience...  At this point, I just wanted to get some physical relief.  I
got up to take another look at her body, using the view to reach yet
another lonely climax.  I climbed back up to the window and started rubbing
a little faster, just in time to hear the back door slam shut!

   "Honey, are you home?" Mom called from the back of the house.

   My throat went dry and my heart began to race.  I had forgotten to put
on my headphones!  My hands shaking from adrenaline, I threw on the
headphones, and fumbled trying to plug them in...

   "Are you in there?" I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

   I didn't answer.  I dropped the headphone jack, locked my eyes shut, and
started pumping my meat in time with the deafening beating of my heart. 
The lump in my throat made it difficult to breathe.  I heard my door creak
as it opened, and even with my eyes closed, I could sense the instant mom's
eyes hit my naked flesh.  The heat of her stare drew all the excitement out
of me...  I let out a loud moan, and all the physical frustration
ejaculated from my body...  I felt a huge blast of cum release from my
cock, and it seemed to disappear into thin air.  An eternity later, it
splashed down right on my lips!  Another glob landed on my eyes.  I kept my
eyes, and mouth, locked shut...  adjusting my aim, I felt the next spray
hit my chest...  this was not what I planned, but I couldn't stop!  I let
out another moan as I messed up my self and my sheets.  The cum jet between
my legs kept spraying over and over again, like the orgasm wouldn't end
before starting over again, and I could not stop pumping and my semen kept
rising to the surface and spraying out, all over my skin, until finally my
cock refused to cum anymore, and went limp in my hand...

   I wiped the cum from my eyes, and opened them to find the room empty.

   I sat up and looked at myself in the mirror.  The cum on the smooth,
hairless skin on my face, chest, and belly made me look like a young girl
that had just been gang-banged by an army of horny men.  I could hardly
find a spot that was not covered with cum.  I got up and wiped myself off,
careful to get my mouth clean before releasing the tight lock on my lips.
My plan had failed.  I started getting dressed, but then I realized that I
couldn't bring myself to go out there.  Horrified at what I had done, I
laid back down and eventually fell asleep.

   "Honey, are you home?" I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

   Disoriented, I looked at the clock to figure out what was going on. 
Slowly, I remembered what happened.  I had dozed for a couple of hours. 
"Yeah mom, I was taking a nap."

   "Well, dinner is ready."

   Then it came to me, she had do idea that I meant for her to catch me
playing with myself.  Luckily she seemed willing to pretend that it never
happened.  I ate dinner with her, trying to act as normally as I could. 
Mom didn't so much as look at me during dinner, and afterwards she said she
was going out.

   That night I went to sleep expecting to wake up to the sound mom's loud
sex, but I woke up in the morning having never heard her.  I got up to find
out that she had never come home.  From then on, she stopped bringing men
home, and I never saw her wear anything as revealing as her blue robe
around the house again...

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Chapter 3

   A couple of weeks passed.  Out of a sense of guilt, I had somehow forced
myself to stop the fantasies about mom, and the hours of masturbation. 
Life around the house started returning to normal.  My main problem
involved falling to sleep at night.  Despite my best intentions, my penis
had a mind all its own, and the longer I ignored it, the harder and more
painful my frequent erections got...

   One night, after another long struggle to fall asleep, I found myself
sitting up in bed.  Then mom walked into my room, wearing her blue silk
robe.  She ripped the covers off me, and caught me playing with myself! 
"You are a naughty little boy!" Mom said, as she climbed onto my bed.  I
tried to talk, but the words just stuck in my throat.  She moved her body
closer to me, close enough for me to smell her flesh, and gave a slight tug
at her robe...  The soft silk slipped off her smooth pink skin.  She opened
her legs and straddled me, and her warm body slid right down onto my hard
penis, and as soon as her hot, wet vagina touched my flesh, I went off
inside of her, building up an orgasm so intense, I let out a loud moan, and
opened my eyes...

   I tried to figure out what had just happened.  I could hear my heart
pounding in the dark, quiet room.  Reaching down to my softening penis, I
found the sheets soaking wet with cum.  With my head still swimming in
ecstasy, I realized I had been dreaming.  But it felt so real, and so good;
I just had to have her for real...

   As quietly as I could, I slipped out of bed, and crept down the steps.
Mom's bedroom door hung open just a crack.  Not really knowing what I
planned to do, I moved over to her door.  The sound of her breath filled
the quiet basement.  I reached down and touched my hardening penis,
suddenly realizing how vulnerable, and erotic, it felt to stand here,
totally naked.  I slowly pushed the door open a few inches, and I could
make out the outline of mom's body against the moonlight coming in through
the small ground level windows.  I pushed the door a little more, and the
hinge creaked loudly.  I froze.  Mom rolled over, then she started to get
up.  As fast as I could move without making a sound, I backed away from the
door, looking for a place to hide.  The steps were too far away, so I
hurried into her bathroom and jumped into the shower.  I closed the frosted
glass door and crouched down in the dark.

   The light came on.  Through the distorted glass, I looked at the blurry,
flesh colored mosaic of mother's naked body as she entered the bathroom. 
She turned towards the shower, and I could just make out the color of her
nipples, and the shadowy patch over her crotch.  "Let her catch me in
here," I though to myself.  "Then we'll have to confront this..." I started
rubbing my cock, as she seemed to pause there for a few seconds...  Then
mom sat down, and the sound of her piss hitting the toilet bowl echoed
through the small bathroom.  The faint smell of her urine floated in the
air, and with my hand holding me right at the edge of orgasm, I told
myself, "Stand up right now, and throw open the shower door.  Just do it."
Then the toilet flushed, and mom stood up and slowly approached the
shower...  The light went off, and mom went back to her room, slamming the
door behind her.

   The smell of her piss hung in the air.  I stepped out of her shower, but
stayed in the bathroom for a minute to take it all in.  I had never
occurred to me, that I would get aroused by a woman urinating, but the
vision in my head, the vision of mom, totally naked, squatting down, and
spraying the golden liquid from her hairy crotch, that had me so excited I
started beating off right there, in the dark of her bathroom with her
aromas surrounding me.  I took a deep breath right as the feeling swelled,
and my juices started squirting all over mom's little bathroom.  I looked
up at the moonlight shining in the small window in the corner, and it hit
me...  I could spy on mom in her bathroom or bedroom through the
ground-level windows!  At night I would be able to see inside, and she
wouldn't be able to see out!

   I crept upstairs, and climbed back into bed, finding the cold puddle of
cum I had left there earlier.  The mess in my bed didn't bother me;
actually I found it a little erotic, like laying in the sticky mess of
mom's sexiness...  Tomorrow night, through her small windows, I knew I
would see her body again, this time better and longer.

   The next day, I raced home from school.  Nothing could wear away the
long hours until sunset.  I tried to occupy my mind with homework until
finally mom called me for dinner.  Friday night...  I knew she would take a
shower after dinner, before heading out for the bar, and that would be my
chance to peep in on her.  I planned an excuse to get out of the house
before she got out of her clothes...

   "Hey mom, my friend Annette invited me over to her house to watch some
TV tonight, is it okay if I go?"

   Mom paused.  "Sure, I suppose.  Her parents will be there, right?"

   "Oh, well, um, yea, her dad will be.  They are divorced, and she lives
with him."

   "As long as there is an adult there, I guess it's okay, I guess it's
good to see you starting to get interested in girls!" Mom said, laughing
nervously.

   "As if you couldn't figure that out when you saw me cumming all over
myself!" I thought to myself quietly.

   "So, this Annette, is she pretty?" Mom asked, with a playful smile on
her face.

   "Not as pretty as you, mom!" I said, with a half-joking expression, and
mom started to smile, until my eyes moved down, from her face, and stopped
where I saw her hard nipples poking through her tight t-shirt.

   Mom stopped smiling.  "Ok, you can go, but I want you home before
midnight." And she quickly left the room.

   I sat silently in the kitchen for a while, thinking that I had taken
that a little too far, then the sound of mom's shower turning on jolted me
back to consciousness...

   I crept outside and squatted down in the cool, damp grass by her
bathroom window.  My heart pounded from the excitement over what had just
happened in the kitchen, and what would happen next...  I looked down and
saw her panties and bra thrown on the toilet seat.  I took out my cock and
began to play with it, staring at her underwear.  A lot like her bikini, I
thought to myself, only she already took those off...

   Suddenly, the shower door slid open, and mom stepped out.  I almost came
the instant I saw her naked body!  I gawked as she toweled herself and
began to brush her hair.  Her breasts bobbed up and down as she reached up
with the brush, her hard nipples poked straight out; staring at the thick
brown bush between mom's legs, I almost convinced myself to cum right
then...  but not until I stretched those panties across my face, and
learned the smell of her pussy...  Then she looked up and out the window,
right at me!  I froze and didn't move for what seemed like an eternity. 
After a long pause, she continued brushing her hair.  She probably
convinced herself that she didn't see anything.  No matter what, I couldn't
stop looking.

   Then she wiped her panties from the toilet onto the floor, sat down, and
slowly spread her legs wide open!  I couldn't believe my eyes!  I could
almost make out her clit through her tick brown bush.  She rubbed her
pussy, spreading her lips.  I stroked my cock in time with her...  Then she
reached for some shaving cream and rubbed it in...  After several careful
strokes with the razor, she wiped the cream off her smooth pussy, then
stood up and faced the mirror, and after a long pause, admiring her new
look, she turned off the light.

   My ears filled with the sound of my own heavy breathing.  Then I saw a
light go on in mother's room.  I crept over to her window expecting to see
her getting dressed to go out, but instead I saw her lying on the bed, her
legs stretched open and her hand massaging her cunt!

   The long look at her naked body sealed my fate.  I looked down at my
aching hard cock, and promised myself I would penetrate her tonight, even
if I had to go down there and force myself on her!  I couldn't stand that I
could not have the most beautiful woman in the world, yet any dick at the
bar could take her home and fuck her brains out!  Finally seeing her spread
out like that brought out the animal inside of me.

   Stopping for a second, she reached over and pulled something from her
nightstand drawer: a rubber penis!  Mom started sliding it in and out of
her visibly wet pussy.  It confused my that she would use that thing when
she could go out and get a real dick any time she wanted.  Then I heard her
familiar moans and grunts through the windows, and I could tell she was
close to cumming...

   Next, she rolled over and got on all fours, with her ass facing the
window where I spied on her.  This view amazed me, her ass up in the air,
and her smooth pussy lips jutting out from in between her legs.  She
reached over behind her, and started working the dildo, more slowly this
time.  With her back to me, I moved right in on the window, and took a
close look, and saw my mother slam her dildo in and out of her asshole!  I
promised myself that I would fuck this dirty slut tonight!  I pumped my
cock in time with her thrusts into her ass, and then she collapsed onto the
bed, reached over and shut off the light.

   I stumbled away from the house, vaguely aware that I was standing in the
yard with my penis hanging out.  I could feel my heart pound through every
inch of my body, my hands shook, and I could hardly breathe.  I took a
moment to pause and calm down.  If she wasn't leaving, I would need to wait
a while before going back into the house.  "No, go in there right now and
fuck her!" I told myself.  I took a few deep breaths, and the violence of
my emotions suddenly struck me with a little sanity.  I could never rape my
mother.  Washing over with guilt, I told myself to stop all this, to forget
about these sick fantasies, and from this moment on, I would try to lead a
normal life.  I would go inside and go to sleep and never force myself onto
her or anyone.  I put away my cock.  I wanted to get back to my room and
forget that I had ever angled for that first glimpse of mother's cunt.  I
sat down next to a tree in the yard and started to cry.

   Time went by, and without a watch, I couldn't tell how long I had sat
here.  Once I convinced myself that it had been long enough, I went back
into the house.

   I stepped through the door and started into the family room and saw mom
sitting on the couch, tapping her foot and glaring at me.

   Was it past midnight?  Before my eyes could find the clock, they locked
on to the silky blue fabric wrapped around mom's flesh.  The image of her
masturbating flashed through my mind.  I told myself not to think about it,
but my eyes immediately betrayed my weak resolve, and wandered down, to see
her legs crossed tightly.  My dick also responded, surging forward with a
wad of pre-cum that stained the front of my shorts as my erection formed a
tent right in front of her face!

   Mom looked at the bulge in my shorts, then up at me.  "You've been a bad
boy, haven't you?" she said.  "Do you know what happens to bad boys?"
Before I could figure out how to answer her, she sat up, stunning my senses
the instant she uncrossed her legs.  In a flash, she grabbed my pants,
pulling me closer while jerking them down around my knees.

   When my throbbing cock sprang loose, I felt that familiar surge in my
balls, and tried to clamp down on that sticky explosion...  harder...a long
string of precum oozed from the tip as I let out a quiet moan.  It fell
onto the shaved triangle between her legs, now exposed through an opening
in her robe.

   "Over my knee!" mom yelled at me, while pulling me across her lap.  My
penis slipped right between her legs and the stubble from her freshly
shaven cunt scratched my cock.  WHACK!  Her hand came down hard on my bare
ass.  I tried to pull back, feeling the scratch of her pussy...  WHACK! 
She forced me down with a hard blow.  WHACK!  My ass started to sting, but
I brought it up anyway, anticipating the next blow...  WHACK!  She pushed
me back down and then I realized I had a problem...  WHACK!  "Oh mom!  Stop
mom!  PLEASE STOP!" WHACK!  I let out a loud cry...  WHACK! ...and my penis
started to pulse and throb and squirt between her legs.  WHACK!  I pulled
up and felt her thighs all slimy now...  WHACK!  She pushed me back down
and I pushed out another messy throb...  WHACK!  WHACK!  Ouch!  That really
hurt!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!

   She pushed me off her lap and down onto the floor.  I tried to hide my
naked penis.  I had a lump in my throat as I hung my head low, not knowing
what would happen next.  "Goddammit!  Look at the fucking mess you made!"

   I looked up at mom's knees, pressed together right in front of my face.
Then she slowly spread them apart...  Strings of cum hung from her inner
thighs as she opened her legs to reveal the thick pool of white goo that
covered her smooth pussy, slowly seeping down her lips and collecting at
the opening of her vagina.  Then the musky smell of my sperm mixing with
her sweaty cunt hit me.

   "Well, are you going to clean up your mess, like a good boy, or do I
need to punish you more?" mom asked.

   "Um, I think I need a towel..."

   "You don't get a towel, you little brat!  You use your TONGUE!"

   Mom pushed her messy crotch towards my face, and pulled her legs back,
exposing her red, swollen asshole, and a stringy white glob of cum to creep
down from her pussy and settled there.  I could really smell her cunt now,
just inches from my face...

   "What the hell are you waiting for?" mom said, with an angry tone.  "If
I have to force you to do this, you'll be in an even bigger mess, believe
me!"

   I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out, then slowly moved my head
forward until my it made contact with the sloppy pool of goo, first
smearing it around a little bit, then licking at the mess and bringing the
taste into my mouth.  "That's a good boy." She said, "if you do a good job
maybe I will fuck you later." That helped me get past my queasiness, and I
concentrated on the idea of sticking my cock into her.  I started licking
up the strings of cum which hung from her inner thighs, then I dove right
into her pussy.  At first I promised myself I would not swallow it, but
soon I realized the easiest way to rid my mouth of the slime was to empty
it down my throat.  If this was what I needed to do to fuck her, I would do
it...  I would do anything to end the nights alone in my room as I dreamed
about the pussy my face was now buried in.  I ran my tongue up and down her
slit, tasting her juices.  She grabbed the back of my head and forced her
crotch against my face, smearing our come on my cheeks as my tongue darted
in and out of her vagina.  She then shifted forward and up forcing my
tongue down to work on a puddle of white goo that had found its way down to
her asshole.  She rode my face, my nose pressing into her vagina, my tongue
cleaning her ass, and her crotch scratching my cheeks.  Finally she let go,
and I moved my mouth back up to her pussy, making sure to lick it
completely clean.  She moaned and I tasted a new flavor...  she moaned
again and her hips bucked up and down...  I placed one finger in her
vagina, then two, then three, then she rode them to an intense orgasm.

   Her body went limp, and I pulled back and put my hand on my own rock
hard penis, rubbing my cock, my hand wet with my mothers juices.  I looked
up at her spread legs and thought that I should put it in right now, and
fulfill my ultimate fantasy.  I got up on my knees, and using the head of
my cock, I probed at mom's crotch, trying to find the opening.

   She sat up, crossed her legs, and closed her robe.  "What the fuck do
you think you're doing?"

   "Mom, I just, um, I mean...  I just want to,"

   "I don't think so," mom said as she covered herself.  "And you're
grounded, mister.  No going out, no watching TV, no...  No playing with
yourself!" She smacked my hand away from my penis.  "I can't believe you
were spying on your own mother!  Put your pants back on and go to your
room!"

   I pulled my shorts back up, struggling to force my erect penis into
them, mom glaring at me the whole time.  "But mom, I just think you are so
beautiful..."

   "Shut up and go to your room, before you get into even bigger trouble
than you can imagine!"

   I started to cry, and then turned quickly and stormed down the hall,
slamming my bedroom door shut behind me.  I stripped my clothes off,
flopped down and the bed, and with the taste of mom's pussy and my own cum
still in my mouth, I started beating my cock...

   The door swung open, and the light went on.  "You don't listen to
anything I tell you!" Mom scolded me, as she stomped over to the bed.

   "Mom, leave me alone!" I cried.

   "This is your punishment.  You are grounded from playing with yourself,
case closed." Mom straddled my chest, rubbing her wet, sticky crotch on my
skin, and placed a pair of handcuffs on my wrists, and tied them to the
headboard.  As if she had me hypnotized, I found it absolutely impossible
to struggle against her.  Then she tied my ankles to the corners of the
bed, leaving me naked, with my penis sticking straight up in front of her.

   Mom turned off the light and left the room.  A few minutes later, I
heard the front door close, then I heard her car pulling out of the
driveway.  I laid awake for hours, replaying everything over and over in my
head, unable to give myself the release I desperately needed.
   To be continued...