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 Freudian Slut (mom-son romance)

   Attempt any one eassy

   1- My mother 2- my grand mother 3- My aunt 4- My sister

   It was the summer when I was seventeen.  I got home early after my
classes, since my Psych professor had canceled for the day.  Fine with me
as it gave me an extra hour to jack off to fantasies about big-boob
Jennifer Clinton, who sat next to me in my Economics course and sometimes
flirted with me.  The city bus dropped me off a couple of streets behind
the house, and I was surprised to see Thomas Taylor's car parked out in
driveway in front of our house.  Thomas was my mother's boss, and it wasn't
uncommon for him to visit.  Knowing mother was a bit of a flirt, I wondered
if anything untoward was going on between her and Thomas.

   I crept surreptitiously back down the sidewalk to the house.  Stepping
up to the gate leading into the backyard, I unlocked it and slipped inside.
Seeing the light from the recreation room shining out onto the patio, I
quietly closed the gate behind me.  The patio cover hid the windows from
the prying eyes of the neighbors, and my parent's rarely, if ever closed
the curtains because of it.  Creeping up to the window, I peered inside.

   Thomas was lying back in a chair with his eyes closed, his hands were
rubbing something in front of him but I couldn't see what.  I adjusted my
vision and saw my mother had her head buried in his lap and was performing
oral sex on him.  From my new angle, I had a clear view from what was going
on.  I could see her head bobbing on his crotch while he was holding her
hair from falling over her face.  When he pulled her hair back for a second
time, I saw her more clearly.  Her face looked nearly caved in from how
hard she was sucking.  And those same lips she uses to kiss me goodnight
had formed a tight O shape around this guy's erect penis.

   At 43 years of age, my mother was a very beautiful lady.  She's about as
classy and as elegant as they come.  Her shoulder length light brown hair
had natural waves to it which added a sense of modern style to her.  She
has a stern face which suits her career in law, along with a few lines
which show her age and years of stress.  Physically speaking, her 5'4 frame
holds up well against other women her age, with average sized breasts along
with having a shapely rear end which she likes to jokingly blame on her
giving birth to me.

   I couldn't believe what I was seeing.  How could mom risk everything
over sex with this guy who I'm sure doesn't give a shit about her.  It was
particularly surprising because I had always regarded my mother as being a
very conservative family oriented person.  She always kept her body
covered, even on hot days.  She always greeted people with a warm smile and
always taught me to do the right thing.  She always scolded me whenever she
heard me use the slightest curse word or does something she considered
immoral.  She always presented herself in the most elegant and professional
light, and here she was sucking some guys cock in front our house like a
common street whore.

   I could barely stand watching this.  Yet at the same time, I found
myself becoming incredibly aroused as well.  Just the taboo of what I was
seeing amazed me.  Seeing a mature woman in professional attire in the
middle of a blowjob was amazing.  But that woman being my mother made the
whole thing 10 times dirtier.  Seeing the woman who gave birth to me and
raise me having her mouth used as someone's sexual object was something so
nasty I couldn't even begin to comprehend it.  My penis suddenly became
harder now than it has been for a long time.

   I couldn't control myself anymore, I pulled my penis out and started
masturbating to my very own mother sucking cock; watching her head bob up
and down, seeing her face smooched together with a dick inside it.

   I was stroking my hard penis watching this go on for a few more minutes
before I saw his body tense and his head lean back.  It was fairly obvious
that he was about to cum.  I expected my mom to stop sucking and maybe jerk
him off or something, but she didn't.  She kept on bobbing even as his body
arched which obviously meant that she swallowed his cum.  All of what I had
just seen was more than enough to make me shoot a large load of my own cum
into a tissue I grabbed near her bed.  The orgasm I had was so intense that
I felt as if I had just gotten laid.

   I saw his flaccid penis for the first time as my mother took her mouth
off him and sat up straight in her chair, and he was still laying back in
ecstasy after what he had just received from her.

   "That was the best blowjob I've ever gotten," he told her.

   "That's because I'm the best at everything I do, Tommy," Mother said
with a smile on her face, and he laughed.

   Being the elegant woman that she is, she pulled out a small packet of
tissue from her purse and used it to wipe the excess fluids from the sides
of her mouth as if she had just finished a meal.  She also pulled out a few
extra pieces of tissue and bent over to clean his penis for him as well. 
How nice of her.

   "Let's go upstairs so I can fuck you until you can't walk." Thomas said.

   I saw mother smile as she stood up on wobbly legs.  I suddenly realized
that they would have to walk past me.  I jumped up quickly, turned and ran
out of the house.  My mind was in an absolute frenzy as I tried to think of
what to do next.  I was in a state of utter confusion.  Why would she do
this?  What if dad found out?  Should I try and talk to her?  I loved my
family too much for something like this to tear us apart.  I waited enough
for Thomas to leave in his car.  After his departure I made it again to my
home.

   "Hi mom," I said as casually as I could

   "Hey sweetie, I wasn't expecting to see you here at this time.  Don't
you have class at this hour?" she replied as she walked towards the
kitchen. I noticed she was still walking as if she were in pain.

   "My Psych professor canceled his class but why are you home so early?" I
asked, already knowing the answer.

   She looked stumped for a moment, "I've got a bad case of cramps, must
have been something I ate.  My boss noticed I wasn't looking so good and
let me take the rest of the day off."

   "Oh, well I hope you feel better.  And I stopped by your work before
lunch time to bring you something nice to eat, but you weren't there," I
replied.

   She then turned around and opened the refrigerator to pour herself a
glass of juice, "Well thanks, and sorry I missed you.  I went out to eat
with a couple of friends from work.  But I really do appreciate the
gesture."

   As far as I knew, this was the first time my mother had ever lied to me
about anything.  She had always preached honesty and morality all her life,
and here she was lying about an affair.

   She quickly finished her drink and headed towards the stairs where I was
standing and playfully pinched me on the cheek, "It was awful nice of you
to do that for me.  It's always a good feeling to be appreciated around
here.  Anyways, I need a shower and a quick nap.  I'll see you before
dinner time," she said as she walked up the stairs to her room.

   Seeing her up close like that got me worked up again.  Her usually neat
hair was messed up from laying face down on the bed and getting pounded so
hard.  Her eyes looked like she had done a bit of crying as her mascara was
a little smeared.  She looked like she had been sweating as if she had just
come from the gym.  But what I found most arousing was that she had a faint
smell of cum on her body as she walked by me.

   I went back to my room and closed the door.  At this point, I was
extremely aroused and was hard as a rock thinking about what had just
happened and what I saw earlier today.  Could I really do it?  Could I
really pleasure myself thinking about my own mother?  A part of me wanted
to just take a cold shower and pretend this whole thing never happened. 
The other part of me said 'to hell with taboo', and start taking care of my
now urgent sexual needs.

   That's when I did it; I laid on my bed and pulled my cock out and
started masturbating thinking about my mom.  I thought about what a
cheating whore she was going to a motel and letting her black boss use her
as his sex object.  I thought about the size of that guys cock and how much
it had to struggle to fit inside her tiny pussy and fuck her insides.  I
thought about how her face looked when he was screwing her.  Two hours ago,
the look of pain she had on her face as she clenched her teeth and squeezed
her eyes shut from being fucked was something that was difficult for me to
watch; now it was something that drove me wild.

   I heard the shower start to run in her bathroom and I began to fantasize
about her body for the first time in my entire life.  The image of his cum
running through her dark pubic hair and down her thick legs and into the
drain also fueled my raging hard on.  She must still be aching down there
by the way she was still walking in pain after having been with him.

   I was close to cumming.  What sent me over the edge to a massive orgasm
was thinking about her being bent over the bed while her boss impaled her
with his giant black cock causing her to cry in pain.

   I laid there in bed for a few minutes with cum all over my stomach
thinking about what I had just done.  For the first time in my life, I had
fantasized thinking about my very own mother; the woman who raised me and
gave birth to me, the woman who I loved more than any other woman in the
world.  A sense of shame came over me as I realized what I just thought
about.  But I knew this wouldn't be the end of it.  What I saw today was
just too erotic to stop fantasizing about.

   At night I saw a dream filled with images of sex.  I saw Thomas smiling
in pleasure as mother used her mouth on his penis.  She sucked and pumped
his shaft.  She moaned in pleasure.  My brain played it over and over
again. Then at some point the image changed.  It was no longer Thomas in
the dream with mother, but me.  In the dream, surrounded with fog-like
mist, I looked down at my mother's head as she moved her mouth up and down
on my shaft.  I grabbed the braids and lifted her head, looking into her
lust filled eyes before pushing her back down again.  Her throat muscles
caressed me, squeezing the length of my shaft.  She took every inch of my
tool into her throat.  She was looking up and my penis was gone...  it was
all down her throat.  My balls churned and I lifted my hips and pulled on
her braids.  My cum began to pour into her mouth.  It came out like a
never-ending stream...  like a garden hose with a broken shut off valve. 
Mom sucked it all in, moving her hand to squeeze the last drops from my
balls.  Finally she pulled away and looked up at me.  Her jaws were puffed
out.  "Are you my nasty cock sucking bitch?" I asked.  In answer, she
suddenly opened her mouth where all my sticky sperm lay pooled.  "Oh God,"
I moaned and his balls pumped their contents into my shorts.  I could feel
the wetness in underwear and realized that I had climaxed in my sleep.

   /\/\ \/\/

   I woke up the next morning to see my mom before she headed off to work-
and she didn't disappoint.  My mother is someone who always dresses very
professionally and takes great care of herself, but today, she looked much
more elegant than usual.  She wore a matching black pant suit with thin
white stripes, a white color silk blouse underneath, and a pair of black
boots.  She also wore a little more make up than usual and dressed her hair
more elegantly than it's usual wavy style.  Before she left, I gave her a
compliment on her looks which made her blush in appreciation.  She gave me
the usual kiss goodbye and told me to be good.

   I took my time heading home that afternoon as I was still trying to
process everything.  I didn't see her, but as I went upstairs, she yelled a
quick hello from her bedroom as she was about to shower, just to let me
know she was there.

   It was about an hour later when I walked quietly down the hall to my
mother's bedroom.  I was disappointed that the door to her room was closed.
I was about to turn around when she came out, almost bumping into me.  She
had a bathrobe on and her hair was wet from the shower.

   "Oh," she said when she saw me.  "I was just about to call you. 
Something's wrong with the toilet in my bathroom.  You know your dad, how
busy he remains, so can you look at it for me?"

   "Uh sure," I said.  As I walked past her, I smelled her freshly washed
hair and a scent of lavender soap.  The bathroom was still steamy when I
entered.  I heard the water in the toilet running and opened the tank lid.
I saw that the plastic arm holding the chain, which closed off the water
after flushing, was stuck.  I simply bent the plastic until it was free
from the tank.  That fixed the problem.  I was about to leave the bathroom
when I saw something that made my heart skip a beat.  My mother's panties
were lying on the floor next to the hamper.  I looked at the door in guilt
before walking over and snatching up the slip of material and stuffing it
in my pocket quickly.

   "All fixed," I said as I hurried past mother now sitting at her vanity.

   "Thanks," she said as she watched him rush out of her room.

   I closed the door in my room and laid on my bed.  I felt my penis
growing again, so I took it out, and started masturbating while holding on
of her panties and thinking about her.  For the next few minutes, I kept
stroking myself remembering how she sucked that giant cock.  As I was still
masturbating, I held her panties to my face where I continued smelling it
and rubbing the insides against my face and lips.  I then brought it down
and began rubbing her soft panties against the head of my penis, imagining
how her thick pubic hairs and labia were pressing against it for the entire
morning.  I finally came inside her panties thinking about my own mom, but
for the first time, the guilt was no longer there.

   Suddenly, the door bell rang.

   "Sweetie!  Can you go get that for me!  I'm expecting a package!" My mom
yelled from her room, after having just gotten out of the shower.

   I quickly shoved her now cum filled panties underneath my pillow before
running to go get the door.  Mom was right, it was her package.

   "You're right, it was the clothes you ordered!" I said loudly so she
could hear me.

   I then headed back up the stares towards her room.  Only she wasn't in
her room, she was in my room, sitting on my bed.  She was wearing nothing
but a white bath robe and was holding the panties I had carelessly shoved
under my pillow.  She didn't look at me as I stood in there in horror,
instead, she kept her eyes down at the panties in her hands with her lips
quivering as if she were about to cry.  It felt like an eternity before one
of us finally spoke.

   "You never were very good at hiding your things," she said with her
voice trembling.

   "Mom...I'm so sorry..."

   "Where did you get this?...Where!?" she yelled after I didn't
immediately respond.

   "Okay...I'll start from the beginning," I said in a disarming tone,
walking slowly towards her and sitting next to her on my bed.  "It was when
I came from school the other day, I saw you sucking Thomas.  I'm sorry for
doing this."

   "What...How?...You watched us!?!" she yelled, doing her best to fight
back her tears.  "Why the hell would watch us!?!  I'm your mother!  Oh god,
I feel like I want to throw up right now.  And this doesn't explain why
there's sperm in my panties?"

   She had me stumped, and she knew it looking right in my eyes.

   All I could muster was a simple, "I'm sorry."

   "You're sorry?  That's it?!  I know you well enough to know when you
aren't giving me the whole story mister.  So you're telling me that he just
invited you there, and now there's cum on my panties laying underneath your
pillow?  There has to be more to this."

   "I...I was aroused by what I saw the first time.  I couldn't stop
thinking about it.  There, I said it."

   A sudden look of guilt came over her, and she no longer looked mad,
"Aroused by what you saw?  Now there's a phrase I never thought I'd hear my
own son say about me.  How could this have happened?"

   "I don't know why but it just did.  I've always had a thing for older
women...and...it just happened."

   "You really enjoyed watching this whole thing didn't you?  And by the
looks of my panties, you've pleasured yourself in them not too long ago,"
she said, figuring everything out.

   I didn't reply and all I could do was to hold my head down in shame.

   She reached over and held my hand and said, "I'm sorry about all of
this. I really am.  After your father had his by-pass two years ago, he
lost all desire for me.  He was never all that interested in sex, but with
the medicine and such, he lost the little interest that he had.  He thinks
fellatio and cunnilingus are disgusting, so we never went south.  One
morning I was laying in bed thinking about my life and how I was wasting
it. I had just finished masturbating with my vibrator.  I was sick of doing
myself.  I wanted real people to make me cum with their cocks and tongues.
I couldn't get what I wanted in the shape I was in, so I decided that I
would reinvent myself."

   "Do you still love Dad?"

   "Yes but then Love changes.  In the early days it is filled with
excitement and...  and sex, but as time goes on, it changes. 
Unfortunately, as people get older, their desires sometimes wane.  Your
father's have, mine haven't.  That complicates things.  It is true that
love is critical in marriage, but it's not the only thing.  There has to be
sex.  Sex is important in any relationship."

   I nodded my head.  I could understand that.  From my limited experience,
I knew that sex was important.  It was the one thing that was in my head
twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

   "I understand," I told her.  "I know it's a terrible thing to ask, but
seeing the way you kissed Thomas really got me wondering if you have
feelings for him or not."

   "Truthfully no, He's happily married with two small kids.  It was just
sex.  I really had no intention of this going any further...  I don't have
any feelings for him but it will take some time to say NO to a guy you get
involved with.  Now I want you to swear to me that you will never spy on me
in any way." She said with a deep sigh.

   "I swear mom, I won't do it again, but do you really think you'll be
able to stop seeing him in future?"

   "Don't get cute with me young man.  Just promise me again you won't tell
a soul about any of this.  You know our family would be ruined if word got
out."

   As she was finishing I gave in to my temptation and went for her.  I
pulled the top of her robe down to reveal a plump tit.  She abruptly
slapped my hand and closed her robe.

   "No touching," she said.  "You've already seen more than any son ever
should of his own mother."

   "Mom, I....  I can't stop thinking about you since I saw you with him"

   I reached out and held her hand.

   "I can't believe I'm hearing this.  My own son," she said, holding my
hand in return.

   "Please mom, if you really want keeping this from dad then you will have
to do me a little favor in return"

   "NO I am not going to do that, I want you to promise me that something
like that would ever happen again between us.  I need to hear you say it."

   She stood up and closed her robe and prepared to walk out of the door.
Without thinking, I got up wrapped my arms around her to stop her from
leaving.  I planted kisses all over face as she tried as hard as she could
to push me off.

   "What are you doing?  Let go," she said, wanting to yell, but couldn't.

   I moved my kisses towards her lips.  I felt her mouth open and that's
when I immediately slipped my tongue inside her mouth.  Her mouth felt very
soft and I felt her hard tongue flicker across mine for a brief moment.

   She suddenly broke off the kiss and looked at me with her eyes filled
with shock and disbelief.

   "We'll continue this talk another time..." she said in a serious tone as
she walked out of my room.  I then did the only thing I could do at this
point- masturbate.

   /\/\ \/\/

   A week had past before anything new had happened.  It seemed like we
were both too afraid of bringing any of this up.  She was afraid I might
make another move, and I was afraid of ruining our relationship despite
everything we had already done and told each other.  I kept my promise of
not contacting her boss again, though he emailed me twice asking if I was
still interested.

   The garage door suddenly opened at around 2pm.  At this hour, it could
only be one person...

   "So, what brings you home this early?  You're never this early?" I asked
with sarcasm.

   "Oh cut it out you.  And stop giving me that look," she replied with her
face almost turning red.

   She clearly had sex with him again.  Her hair was a complete mess as was
before.  She was dressed in a nice outfit and her make up looked like it
was partially washed off recently.  She also had a smirk on her blushing
face when I asked.

   "So I see you were with him again.  Mind if I have another look?"

   "Shame on you.  I thought we went over this already.  I'm your mother
and this is really nothing you should be involved in.  It's really none of
your business.  And I've already told you that we did together was wrong
and to never mention it again.  Now I'm going to my room, I need a shower."

   I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her like before, "None of
my business huh?  So it's none of my business that my mom is sucking some
guy's cock behind my dad's back?  Or taking it inside ...her stomach?"

   I leaned forward and started licking her lips.  I used my tongue to
taste one end of her mouth to the other, just before sticking it inside her
mouth.  I felt her tongue in her mouth as she was trying her best to hold
it back.  But this time, I was the one who broke off the kiss.

   "You cleaned him up again, didn't you?" I asked, commenting on the odd
taste.

   A big smile suddenly appeared on her face as if she wanted to laugh, "Oh
wow, I can't believe you just did that.  You do realize that you just
tasted his cum right?"

   She broke out into full blown laughter after she said it.

   I did my best to hide my embarrassment and put a positive spin on it
telling her, "Whatever it takes to put my mouth in you again.  Well...what
about the rest of you?"

   "I suppose it would be nice having someone clean up after me for a
change.  But I have to warn you, it's a little messy down there," she said
as she started unbuckling her pants.

   She took off her pants and panties and uncharacteristically threw them
on the floor.  She then walked over to the living room couch and sat down
and immediately spread her legs wide open for me.

   I followed her to the couch and knelt down right in front of her.  The
pubic hairs surrounding her vagina were covered in sperm.  His cum was also
leaking from deep inside of her.

   "You weren't kidding when you said it was messy," I told her, using my
fingers to part her labia.

   "I just figured it would be a good deterrent in case you had any funny
ideas.  But I guess a little cum isn't enough to stop you, now is it?" She
said as she started waving her crotch around in my face.  "I'm waiting..."

   I saw her hole contract and wondered how I had ever come from that tiny
opening.  I stuck my tongue out and began licking the cum off of her pubic
hair.  I first started licking the outer layer of her vagina, before
sticking my tongue inside once again, and starting to suck the cum and
other fluids from inside her body.  There was no doubt about it, it tasted
disgusting.  I couldn't stop thinking about what I was ingesting; how I was
eating a massive load of her bosses cum, and how I was eating mom's orgasm
as well, along with the sweat from them fucking for whoever long they
fucked.

   I continued probing her vagina with my tongue regardless of what I was
eating.  "Ahhhheeeee!!!" Mom moaned.  Her voice echoed against the walls of
the room.

   She stopped me by gently pushing my head back.  I sat back in a daze. 
My face was covered in juice from my forehead to my chin.  It actually
dripped from my cheeks.  Whatever was on my face was what I had missed
because I had swallowed a quart of her juice.

   "I'm flattered by what you're doing for me.  But I swore to myself I
wouldn't let this happen again.  And I can't let you keep doing what you
just did, cleaning up after me like this.  I know how horrible it must be
for you, and well, anyone really.  I'm sorry..."

   She then got up and walked over to grab her clothes, and then walked
back to her room naked from the waste down.  Seeing her half dressed like
that with her large bare bottom jiggling and she walked up the stares only
added to my sexual frustrations.  I couldn't just stop at this point.  I
wanted more.  I needed more.

   I headed over to my mother's room and flung the door open to find her
standing in front of her open closet, this time she was completely naked.
She made no attempt to cover her body as I walked in.

   "Don't you know it's rude to enter someone's room without knocking?" she
asked, putting her hands around her waist and giving me that motherly look
while in the nude.  "Well what do you want?"

   "Mom, you know how it's been for me these past several days, and I could
really use some help right now."

   "Oh god..." she said rolling her eyes.  "I'm your mother, this is
incredibly inappropriate."

   "Inappropriate?  What about what we were just doing?  What about what
you've been doing with your boss?  I know this is wrong, but it's just
that...I can't stop thinking about you..."

   "Okay, enough of that already.  I know I'm started to sound like a
broken record with all of these apologies and telling you how wrong this
is, but even if I did want to help you, you know how exhausted I am right
now."

   "I understand, but could you at least use your hand or something?"

   She let out a loud sigh, "Fine, I'll use my hand.  Just sit on the bed
and make it quick."

   I quickly got naked throwing off my shorts and t-shirt and eagerly sat
on my parent's bed, letting my mother see my penis for the first time since
I was very young.  My mother stood there for a moment looking at my groin,
before grabbing a night gown out of her closet and prepared to put it on.

   "Can you leave it off?  I like seeing you like this," I asked.

   "I suppose, if it would make you finish faster," she said, putting the
gown back in the closet.  "But don't expect me to do this for you again."

   She sat down next to me and quickly got to work wrapping her hand around
my erection and began stroking it.  It felt incredible being naked with my
mom, feeling the soft grip of her fingers expertly sliding up and down my
shaft for the first time in my life.  She showed little emotion on her face
as she kept her eyes on my cock, jerking it.

   "You've grown quite a bit since the last time I've seen you bare," she
told me.

   "Thanks mom, and it feels great," I replied as she continued pleasuring
me.

   My eyes shifted towards her massive brown nipples, which were just
inches from my face.  I reached over with one hand to caress both of her
soft breasts before starting to squeeze her nipples with my fingers.

   "You remind me of your father when he was younger," she said, while
continuing to give me a hand job.  "He couldn't get enough of my nipples
before, now he hardly pays any attention to them.  I know I'm going to
regret telling you this, but the reason I let you use your mouth on me was
because your father used to love doing that after we made love.  It brought
back a lot of fond memories for me.  You really do take after him."

   She kept her eyes on my penis the entire time she shared this intimate
details of her love life with dad.  All I could do was lean over and give
her a kiss on the side of her lip, "I love you mom.  And I'm glad we can do
this for each other."

   She leaned over and we briefly kissed each other on the mouth as I
almost reached my climax.

   "I'm about to cum..." I told her.

   As my body began to tense up, she began to stroke me even faster and
bent her head down to wrap her mouth around the tip of my cock.  An intense
feeling came over me, feeling her wet lips on my erection and I starting
shooting a massive load of cum inside my mother's mouth.  She kept her lips
wrapped tightly around me and sucked every time I squirted into her mouth,
swallowing my cum.

   I gently rubbed her back and neck while I watched her lick the tip of my
penis for any remaining drop of cum left over for her.

   "That was incredible mom.  Thanks for doing that for me, it was more
than I could have hoped for," I told her.

   "Well don't flatter yourself..." she said, smiling and wiping the sides
of her mouth as if she had just finished a meal.  "I didn't want to leave a
stain on the blanket.  Now if you'll excuse me, I have to shower, your
father will be home soon."

   I grabbed onto her body as she stood up to leave and then sucked one of
her massive nipples.  Her sagging breast jiggled as I moved my head around
with her nipple in my mouth, with my tongue slobbering all over it.

   "I've been dying to do that for the past week," I said after spitting it
out.

   She leaned down and gave me another quick kiss on the lips, "I'm glad
you enjoyed it."

   I masturbated again that night thinking of my mother lying in bed with
my cum covering her pussy and soaking into the panties.

   /\/\ \/\/

   Another incident occurred several days later.  My father, mother and I
had been watching TV in the family room.  I came into the kitchen with my
mother to get a snack.  As soon as the door closed, I pulled my mother to
me and kissed her hard on her mouth.  My hands dropped down to her soft ass
cheeks and I pulled her to me.

   "We came in here to get a snack," she protested.

   "You're my snack," I told her.

   "Well, behave for now." She turned from me and went to the freezer to
get a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

   When I saw her bend over I stepped up behind her and pressed my already
hard penis to her ass.

   "Ah...  please," she said with a sigh and pushed me away gently.  She
got a bowl and filled it with ice cream.  When she saw me look at the large
bowl of ice cream she said, "I'm a chocolate addict...  especially at
certain times of the month."

   "Oh," I said, not really knowing what she was talking about.

   Suddenly I got a naughty look on my face.  "Would you like a topping?"

   "No, I'm not really into syrup on my ice cream."

   "That's not the topping I was thinking of." I looked quickly at the door
and then I reached for her hand, pulling her into the dinning room with me.


   "Take my cock out," I whispered.

   "Huh?"

   "Hurry."

   A light suddenly came on in my mother's eyes.  "Listen, this is crazy."

   "Mother, just do it...  now," I said as I took the bowl from her hand.
Then I saw a strange look come to her eyes.  It might have been fear, or
maybe it was a hint of submissiveness.

   "Hurry up," I said.

   With now trembling hands Mom unzipped my jeans, pulling my half-hard
penis from my pants.

   "Jerk me off into your bowl of ice cream."

   "Are you kidding?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

   "Come on, before Dad comes looking for us." However, I was pretty
confident he would not come looking for us.  Once he got into his favorite
chair, he rarely left.

   Mom began to slowly stroke my penis as I held the bowl of ice cream
under the head.

   "That's it, that's it, stroke my cock.  Work that juice from my balls. I
know you want my juice on your ice cream so you can eat it.  You love my
cum."

   "Yes...  I love your cum," Mom said with a now trembling voice.

   The nastiness of what we were doing brought me to a crisis quickly.  I
closed my eyes as mother pumped my shaft until I was ready to climax.  "Oh
God, I'm going to cum," I whispered through clenched teeth." Then my juice
began to shoot from the head.

   I held the bowl below my squirting penis, catching my copious juice on
top of her ice cream.

   Mom found herself trembling as she watched my white cream cover the dark
mounds in the bowl.  When the last squirt was done, she squeezed the last
drop out.  Then she looked up at me, waiting for me to tell her what to do.

   "Let's go back into the family room so you can eat your snack."

   Mom followed me back into the family room and we sat on the couch.

   I looked at my mother as she stared into the bowl.  Then I watched as
she mixed up the sperm and ice cream and began to eat it.  I had to smile
at the look on my mother's innocent face as she secretly ate my sperm mixed
with her chocolate ice cream.  When she had taken several large spoonfuls,
I saw her begin to squirm on the seat.  Then her body began to tense and
then she shuddered; I knew that she was climaxing.  My father sat in his
favorite chair totally unaware.

   <><>

   It was an early spring morning when Mom and my lives changed forever. 
Spring was in full bloom and the weather had turned unseasonably warm.  The
windows of the house were open and the noise of birds singing in the trees
outside awoke me earlier than normal.  I slipped out of bed and stuck my
head out of a window overlooking the driveway and saw that my father had
already left for his regular Saturday morning golf match.  Seizing the
opportunity, I quietly padded down the hall and slowly opened the bedroom
door to my mother's room.  Up to that point, my mother had not allowed me
to have proper sex.

   Whatever her reason, I had been thinking about it for some time and
thought that it was now or never.

   When I looked into the bedroom, I saw my mother lying with her body
facing away from me.  I stripped off my underwear and crawled into the bed
next to her, lifting the sheet to see that she was naked by for a pair of
tiny black panties.  I snuggled up to her back in spoon fashion and slipped
my arm over side to grasp her breast.

   "Wh...  what?" Mom exclaimed when she felt someone behind her.

   "Good morning Mom," I whispered.

   "I what are you doing?" Mom said in confusion, trying to turn over. 
"Your father...

   "He's gone to play golf," I said as I forced her to remain on her side.

   Mom relaxed a bit but said, "You shouldn't be here."

   "Why not?" I began to kiss her neck teasingly.

   "It's not right," she answered, but trembled and turned her head to give
me better access to her neck.

   "Turn onto your stomach," I said and pushed her over until she was on
her stomach.  I continued to kiss her neck, working my way up to her ear. I
whispered, "Have you ever had your ass eaten?"

   She gasped, but didn't answer, "Answer me," I demanded and slipped my
hand down to grasp her panty covered ass.

   "Noooo," she hissed.  It was both an answer and a protest.

   "My girl friend Jenny loves it.  She thought it was nasty, but she loved
it just the same.  I used to spend hours sucking and kissing her little
asshole."

   "Please..." Mom gasped at my nasty words.

   I began to move down her back, stopping to kiss each the vertebrae on
her back.

   "Noooo," Mom moaned again, but she didn't stop me.  Instead she pressed
her face into the pillow, grasping it with both hands.

   When I got to where the sheet was covering her lower half, I threw it
off, revealing her ass and legs.  I almost gasped at the sight of her
almost blemish-free form.  My eyes swept down her back and over the mounds
of her ass, only partially covered by her panties.  I knew that I would
never grow tired of the sight.  With a smile I straddled her thighs, my
eyes gazing down on her sexy backside.  I grasped her cheeks, massaging the
silky material covering her flesh.  Then I snaked my hands under the leg
bands until I could cup both cheeks in my palms.  I kneaded and squeezed
them until the desire to see them naked was too much for me.  I bent over
and hooked my fingers into the waistband and began to pull them down.

   "Please," my mother pleaded.  However, she lifted her hips and let him
pull them down.

   I left the panties at the tops of her thighs and bent to kiss her now
bare ass cheeks.

   "Ohhhhh," Mom moaned at the touch of her son's warm lips.

   I kissed the surface of one soft cheek before moving on to the other. 
When I was done, I had kissed ever inch of her buttocks.  I could see my
mother trembling as I pulled her panties down her legs and off.  I brought
the slip of material to my nose to smell before placing them over my
throbbing penis.  Then I placed both hands on my mother's cheeks.  Slowly I
opened her, teasing myself as well as her.  A gasp escaped my lips when I
saw the tiny pink star of her anus.  It was smooth and hairless like the
rest of her.  I saw the little opening clench and then relax, like it had a
life of its own.

   "This...  this...  is..."

   "Nasty," I answered for her.

   "Yessss."

   "That's why I love it...  and so do you mother." I bent over until my
tongue touched the top of the grove between the cheeks.  I began to lick
slowly downward, leaving a trail of saliva behind.

   Mom's hips began to squirm on the bed.

   When my tongue was a fraction from the tiny rose, I pulled back and blew
warm air on the crinkled surface.

   "Ahhhhhh!!!" Mom gasped.

   "Oh yes," I whispered to myself as I watched her hole pulse as if in
protest.  I puckered my lips and kissed it, enjoying the feeling of her
forbidden flesh on my lips.  I then sucked it gently, pulling my lips and
the tiny hole away from her body before letting it go again.

   "Ohhhhhh Gad."

   I began to lick the little hole, circling it with my tongue.  Then I
pulled away and heard my mother groan.  "Hold your ass open for me Mom," I
whispered.  When my mother didn't move I said, "Mother, hold your ass
open," in a stern voice.  I opened my palm and smacked her ass hard,
leaving a handprint.  I hadn't meant to hit her that hard, but she didn't
seem to mind.

   "Ohhhhh!!!" Mom gasped.  She buried her face in her pillow and reached
back with trembling hands.  Slowly she pulled her cheeks open wide.

   I smiled.  My mother's fingers dug into the soft flesh, stretching the
hole until it flared opened just bit.  It wasn't much, but it was enough. I
centered my tongue on the hole and pressed forward.

   "Ahhhhhheeeee!!!" my mother screamed as my tongue split the little hole.
Her hips lifted from the bed forcing the tongue even deeper.

   I pushed harder, feeling the tight sphincter resisting.  I pressed
forward, forcing my tongue in as deeply as I could.  As the opening
gradually began to relax, I then began an up and down motion with my head.
Saliva drooled from the corners of my mouth, lubrication the hole and
making it easier for my tongue slip in and out

   "Oh Gaad, oh Gad!" Mom moaned.  She followed my tongue by lifting her
hips when I pushed down and falling back to the bed as I pulled out.

   I worked on her ass for a long time, enjoying the cries coming from her
lips and the feeling of the slick walls of her anus caressing my tongue.  I
licked and then sucked the little hole, pulling the wrinkled flesh into my
mouth and savoring the sweet and slightly bitter taste.  With my mother
still holding her ass open for him, I reached under her to find her
breasts. I heard her gasp as I caught her hard nipples between my fingers
and squeezed.  Then I grasped her breasts with both hands and used them for
leverage so that I could push my tongue even deeper.

   Mom's moans became one long cry of pleasure.  She had never experienced
anything like it...  anything so nasty...  yet so thrilling.

   I held one breast in my hand and withdrew the other, sliding it down her
stomach until I found her clit.  I grasped the swollen pea between my
fingers and began to manipulate it gently.  A muffled gasp came from my
mother and her body began to tremble.

   "Oh...  oh...  oh," Mom gasped as her body began to convulse in
pleasure. Her hips pushed up at the probing tongue and then back down at
the squeezing fingers as if she couldn't decide which one she wanted most.
Her climax came on like a tidal wave, rippling through her body from head
to toe.

   I held on to her breast and clit as her body gyrated beneath me.  Her
jerking movement made it was almost impossible to keep my tongue inside her
hole.  However, it didn't seem to matter anymore to her; she was too far
into her climax to care.

   It took a few minutes for Mom's body to stop trembling.  I remained
between her cheeks, lovingly kissing the still pulsing hole.  Finally I
felt her move.  I pulled away and crawled up beside her and took her into
my arm, holding her gently.

   We were silent for a long while.

   "So did you like that?" I asked

   "Yes," Mom whispered as if embarrassed.  "I thought so."

   We fell silent again until I said, "I got a call from Jenny yesterday."
I felt my mother's body tense.

   "Oh really, what did she want?"

   "I guess she was having second thoughts about breaking up with me.  She
said that she wanted to get back together.  She even hinted that she might
suck me and even let me go all the way."

   It took a moment or two for Mom to ask, "What did you say?"

   I smiled and paused for a few moments before answering, "I told her that
I already had a relationship." I felt my mother's body relax, the tension
dissipating as quickly has it had come.  She snuggled deeper into my arm. I
turned her head up to me and looked into her eyes.  I started to kiss her.

   "Wait," she said, "Let me go brush my teeth."

   "I guess I should too," I said as both of us crawled out of bed and
walked naked to the bathroom.

   Standing at the mirror we put toothpaste on brushes and began to brush
our teeth.  I looked over at my mother and reached down with my
lather-covered brush and rubbed it across her nipple.

   "NO," Mom squealed, drooling lather from her mouth and down her chin in
the process.  Then she reached down quickly with her toothbrush and ran it
down my flaccid but still fat penis.

   It was my turn to jump back.  "You made me swallow the toothpaste," I
laughed.

   "Sorry," Mom said.

   I held my brush up and moved toward my mother.

   "No, please" she laughed as I chased her into a corner.

   "Then give me a kiss," I said, my mouth foaming like a mad dog.

   "Nooooo," she giggled and turned away as I tried to kiss her.

   I was persistent and grabbed her face and brought my lips to hers.

   Suddenly, when Mom felt my lips, all of the fight went out of her.  She
moaned and opened her mouth to my insistent tongue.  Soon we both had
toothpaste lather on our lips and running down our chins.

   I picked my mother up in my arms and carried her back to the bed where I
laid her gently down.  I crawled next to her and resumed kissing her.  I
held her face in my hands and kissed her passionately.  Then I drew back
and looked into her loving eyes.  I bent and kissed her neck.  Slowly I
worked down to her now heaving breasts, where I gently bit one nipple while
I played with the other.

   Mom reached between my legs and found my very hard penis.  She stroked
it lovingly as she allowed me to continue to suck her breasts.

   Soon I pulled away and moved until I was lying over my mother with my
arms holding my weight.  I leaned down and kissed her again, never seeming
to get enough of her soft lips.  As I did this, I lowered my waist until my
penis head touched her vagina.

   Mom pulled her lips from that of mine and said, "Stop" She gave me a
look of admonishment.

   "Just let me feel your lips on the head...  please."

   Mom didn't answer right away.  She knew that what we were doing was very
dangerous, but she knew that I could easily find some young girl to fuck
me. "Just for a second," she finally said.

   I smiled and positioned the head of my penis between her rapidly
swelling lips.  I moaned as I felt the soft, blood filled, lips caress the
head of my penis.  "Oh God Mom," I groaned and leaned down to kiss her lips
again.

   Mom placed her hands on my hips, holding me back, keeping me for moving
downward.

   "God Mom, just an inch more."

   Her body began to tremble.  "No...  we can't."

   I pushed down, forcing another inch into my her hole.

   "NO...Stop" she gasped and pushed upward on my hips with her hands. 
There wasn't much strength in her arms however.

   "Just a little more," I whispered.

   "Oh God no," Mom gasped as she felt more of my penis enter her. 
Suddenly her hands were no longer on my hips, but lying on my ass.

   I took that as a sign and I pushed deeper.  "Ahhhh Mom," I gasped as I
slipped another inch into her.  When I didn't hear my mother protest, I
slipped deeper.  And, then one more push.  Suddenly, I couldn't go any
further; I had my entire penis inside my mother.  I heard a roaring in my
head that was so loud that it blocked out the whimpers of my mother.  My
heaving chest was now pressed to my mother's equally heaving breasts. 
"Mom, I can't believe it.  God, you're so tight," I gasped.

   "I we shouldn't be...  oh God...  it's wrong." Yet Mom's fingers were
now digging into her son's buttocks, holding my penis deep inside her warm
cavern.

   I could feel the walls of her vagina squeezing around me, almost like a
soft glove milking him.  It felt like I was encased in velvet; it was warm
and wet and like nothing I had ever felt before.  Her mouth was good, but
this was far better.  The fact that it was my mother that I was inside made
it even more exciting.  A thought occurred to me that I had just lost my
virginity to my own mother.  It was almost too much for him to comprehend.
My head was spinning and my balls squirming inside their sacks.  My penis
pulsed and I fought the urge to cum.

   Mom's hips began to move in little twitches.

   When I felt it, I slowly pulled out until only the head inside.  Then I
pushed back down hard.

   "Ahhhhhhh," we both gasped.

   "Oh God Mom, I'm fucking you...  I'm fucking you," I said as I began to
move up and down.  "Mom...  oh God Mom...  I love you.  I never want to
fuck anyone else."

   "I love you too I...  fuck me...  fuck me hard please," Mom pleaded
excitedly, all reservations suddenly gone.  Her hips lifted from the bed,
taking him as deep as possible with each thrust.

   "Yes!  Yes!" I said as I began to move my hips faster.  I kissed my
mother, pushing my tongue in and out of her mouth at the same tempo as my
penis.  My hips became a blur as I thrust powerfully into her.  I could
feel her copious juices leaking out around my shaft, lubrication him and
creating a squishing sound that echoed from the walls of the bedroom.  The
bed began to squeak under the strain of their frantic movements.

   "Oh God Mom, I'm getting close?"

   "I no, you can't," she gasped yet her fingers digging into my ass did
not relent.

   "I'll pull out," I gasped.  They were the most difficult words that I
had ever spoken.  I felt my balls pull up to my body as they began to churn
my juice in preparation.

   "No...  no," my mother answered when she felt him begin to pull back,
suddenly delirious with pleasure.  She was so close...  so close...  she
couldn't let him stop.  She suddenly wrapped her legs around my waist and
screamed, "Fuck me!  Fuck me hard!  God I'm going to cummmmmm!!!"

   "Mom, I've got to pull out," I cried, near panic.  There was no way I
wanted to pull out.  My mother seemed to be giving him the okay, but I
wasn't sure.  She held my hips tightly, forcing him all the way into her
with every plunge.  I gritted my teeth and tried desperately not to cum.

   Then it was too late.

   When I felt my juice shooting up the shaft I screamed and pushed in as
deeply as I could.  The thick and potent juice exploded from the head of my
penis, sending my semen deep into my mother's unprotected receptacle.  It
jetted out in torrents; unleashing millions of live sperm and spattering
against the slick walls of her womb.

   "Ahhhhhhhh," Mom screamed as her climax overtook her.  She felt her
son's scalding and virile seed filling her, soothing the ravaged walls of
her vagina like a healing balm.  Excitement like she had never known
consumed her.  She was lost.  Her head spun and she gasped for breath as
her climax went on and on.

   I grunted and continued to pump my hips.

   It seemed to Mom like she had blacked out for a moment or two.  When she
came to her senses she found I still moving within her.  She was sure that
I had climaxed; yet my penis was still as stiff inside her.

   I was sorry that I had lost control and cum into my mother, but I
figured that the deed was done and I couldn't change it.  I also realized
that I may never get another chance to do this again and was determined to
take advantage of the opportunity.  The excitement of being inside my
mother kept him hard even after I had climaxed so intensely.  My hips kept
moving, sliding my shaft in and out of her now flooded hole.

   "I, I," Mom gasped when she felt her son continue to pump in and out of
her.  Then, incredibly, she felt her own excitement building again.  Her
hips began to work against my thrusts.

   I continued to pump in and out of my mother for over a half-hour until I
felt my crisis coming on again.  I had no idea how many times she had
climaxed.  I had heard her gasp and cry out several times.  My own climax
came on slowly this time, building until my recently drained balls had
filled again.  "Oh God Mom, I'm cumming!"

   "Yes, yes sweetie, cum in me." Mom bucked her hips upward, taking the
second load as deeply as the first.

   Finally I collapsed on top of my mother, trying to catch my breath. 
Then I rolled over until I was staring at the ceiling.  My mother was lying
quietly beside me.

   After I caught my breath, I said, "See what you missed by making me jack
off?  You could have had a hundred fucks like that one." She gave me a
playful punch on the arm.

   "I like the new you, mom."

   "So do I, baby" Mom agreed.

   "I like these." I said as I grabbed her big tits.

   Mom didn't bother saying anything and just moaned, "Mmmmm...."

   "They're so big, mom." I remarked as I played with her big tits.

   "Yeah they are big aren't they?" She said as she took a tit in her hand
and squeezed it.

   "Uhm, how big are they mom?"

   "36DD" she proudly answered.  "What is it?"

   "Nothing...  were they always this big?"

   "You noticed huh?  I had a boob job."

   "The doctor did a really good job.  It looks and feels so natural."

   "It was only fair.  He got a really good blowjob and a really good
fuck." She said matter-of-factly.

   "You fucked the doctor who did your boob job?"

   "Yeah.  Your dad didn't have enough money to get the top-of-the-line
implants I liked.  So I just worked out a deal with the doctor.  He was
very accommodating once he found out first-hand how good a cock-sucker I
was."

   "Wow!  I'm really glad you whored yourself, mom.  These tits are really
great!" I said as I once again concentrated in squeezing and kneading her
big tits.

   "I hope that's not all you like."

   "Of course not , mom.  I also like these..." as I ran my hands on her
legs, "And these..." and I squeezed her ass.

   "But I especially like this!" I said as I shoved her hand away from her
pussy and rubbed it myself.

   "I'm going to fuck you again, mom"

   Mom frowned and sounded a little annoyed, "You better be careful young
man.  Having a big cock and knowing how to use it doesn't necessarily give
you a free ride."

   "I'm sorry, mom." I apologized, while I kept kneading her big tits.  "I
didn't mean to offend you or anything.  I just wanted you to know that I'm
man now.  You won't need to have all those men anymore.  I've got enough
cock for your pussy and enough spunk to satisfy your cum-craving throat!"

   Suddenly Mom jumped up saying, "I have to get to the shower."

   I watched her climb out of bed and then hurry into the bathroom and
close the door.

   <><>

   The jangling alarm awoke me with a start the following morning.  It took
me a moment to clear my head.  The events of the previous day came rushing
back to me.  I had to get up for school and dragged myself from the bed to
the shower.

   A few minutes later, feeling refreshed, I went downstairs.  I saw Dad at
the breakfast table as usual reading the newspaper.  Mother was at the
stove fixing pancakes.  With great trepidation I entered the kitchen.

   Like always, Mom was fixing breakfast and dad was reading the newspaper.
I came in silently and sat down.  When mother turned around, I found I
couldn't read her face.  Was she mad, sad, or was she okay with what
happened?

   "Aren't you going to say good morning?" Mom said.

   Dad brought his paper down and looked at me then returned to reading.

   "Good morning," I said in a monotone voice.  I looked at mom with
surprise.  I took advantage of her and made her suck my cock and she is
still behaving normal?

   Mom put scrambled eggs and sausage on the table and sat down.  "Do you
have a little time tonight?  We need to discuss a few things."

   Uh oh, I thought, here it comes.  "Uh...  sure."

   "Good.  I've got to run now...  have a big meeting this morning.  Bye
Bradley," she said and leaned over and kissed Dad on the cheek.  Then she
leaned over me.  First she turned her head toward dad and made sure the
paper was still in front of his face, then she kissed me on the lips.  It
was anything but a motherly kiss.  Her lips were soft, wet and warm, and
filled with promise.  Her tongue touched my lips for an instant.

   In spite of the fact that I was sitting at the table in front of my
father, I returned the kiss, opening my mouth for her tongue.  Electricity
rushed through my entire body.

   Mom pulled away quickly and said, "See you this evening sweetheart."

   For the rest of the day I was on an emotional roller coaster.  I started
thinking about my last encounter with mom and got an erection.  Then I
chastised myself for taking advantage of my own mother.  Yet, she didn't
seem to be mad at me.  In fact, I could still feel her lips on mine.  Then
I thought that maybe she would just chalk it up as a mistake and tell me
that she couldn't do it anymore.  That was a worst-case scenario for me.

   I was so distracted that I got detention that afternoon and missed
lacrosse practice.

   When I got home, I was almost relieved that mother wasn't there yet.  I
spent the time in my room working on homework and worrying about our coming
discussion.

   Dinner was relatively quiet.  Father talked about some business issues
that would mean he would have to be on the road for several weeks this
summer.

   When I looked at mother, there was strange half-smile on her face.

   After dinner, dad went to his study and Mom did the dishes.  I sat in
the family room watching TV.

   "Are you free to talk now?" Mom asked as she came into the family room a
few minutes later.

   "I'm not free, but I'm reasonable," I joked.

   "Maybe we had better go down to the club room where it will be a little
more private."

   "Okay," I said and preceded mother through the door and downstairs.  She
turned and locked the door.

   Mom sat on the sofa and patted the seat next to her.  When I sat down,
she moved closer to me and took my hand.  "You know what we did yesterday,
and the day before, was very dangerous and, in fact, wrong."

   "Yes," I whispered.  "I'm sorry," I added,

   Mom looked at me with surprise.  "There's nothing to be sorry about.  We
are both adults...  and I do consider you an adult now...  and we both
should know better."

   I remained silent.

   "If we are going to do anything like that again, we have to be very,
very careful.  If your father ever caught us...  well, I don't want to
think about that."

   "Huh?" I said in complete surprise.

   "I said we have to be very careful if..."

   I interrupted her and said, "You mean...  you mean...  we...  you and me
can...  you know."

   "Yes," Mom said and actually blushed.

   "Oh my God Mom," I said and was surprised to find tears coming to my
eyes.  "I thought...  I thought you were going to say..."

   "Say that we couldn't do anything anymore?" mom asked

   "Yes."

   "Well, believe me, I thought of that.  What we did was crazy.  But when
I really thought about it, it all seemed to make sense.  You see with my...
my libido, it's likely that I will find someone like Thomas again.  It
seems that relative to what we did, another affair would be far more
dangerous.  I mean...  I think about emotional entanglements, the
possibility of diseases, etc.  You and I doing things seem somehow
harmless...  as long as we have restrictions.  I know that that's sounds
crazy and dangerous as well, but the alternative is even more risky."

   I was suddenly flabbergasted.  I didn't know what to say.  On one hand I
wanted to jump for joy like a five-year-old at Christmas.  On the other,
mother said I was an adult.  I chose to restrain myself.

   "Now, give me a kiss."

   With a wide smile, I leaned toward mother and kissed her lips softly. 
She reached behind my head and pulled my mouth to hers forcefully.

   I took a chance and let my hand touch my mother's breast.  When she
moaned, I took that as approval and cupped her mature breast in my open
hand.  Soon we were squirming on the sofa and kissing like horny teenagers.
My hand found the opening to her blouse and slipped inside.  Soon my hand
snaked down under her bra.

   The sounds of kissing grew in the otherwise quiet room.

   I watched as my mother's hand reached out to grasp my erection.  "Ohhh!"


   "Let me see it," she said and quickly pulled the sheet to my knees.  "Oh
my!" she gasped.  Her hand took possession of my throbbing shaft.

   "Mom...  be...  be careful," I warned.

   She smiled and turned to crawl onto the bed to kneel between my legs. 
Then she placed both hands gently on my penis, running them slowly up and
down.

   "Mom...  can I...  can I see your...  your breasts," I stuttered.

   Mom looked at me and smiled.  "I don't see why not.  With that she
shrugged the robe from her shoulders, letting it fall down her arms.  She
paused with the top section of her breasts exposed.  Then she pushed her
arms together, lifting her two orbs for me.

   I stared at the soft swells of flesh.  Then I watched mother slowly
untying the belt and let the robe come open.  "Oh God," I almost moaned. 
Now both of her breasts were on display.

   Mom lifted her breasts with both hands, as if holding them out for me.
"My nipples are really sensitive," she said and tweaked them between her
thumb and forefingers.  Her eyes closed and a little moan escaped her lips.
When she opened them again, they were filled with fire.  "I want to suck
your cock now sweetie.  I want you to cum in my mouth."

   "No, Mom, I don't need Sucking.  I want to fuck you now.  I want to give
you a proper fucking and I think I can do it now."

   "Well, all right, come on then.  You don't have to worry about making me
pregnant.  I had myself fixed."

   She dropped rest of her dress and laid down flat on bed.  Then she
spread her legs and allowed me to mount her.  My cock was drawn to her
fuck-hole like iron to a magnet.  "Oh, yes, that's nice," she whispered as
I sank half of my pipe.  She patiently trained me to fuck her.  "I don't
like it straight in and out.  It lacks imagination and reminds me of the
way your father fucked me.  Vary your strokes.  I get my greatest pleasure
when I don't know what is coming next.  Give me a deep poke and then a
shallow one.  Use your cock like a crowbar to pry my pussy, up, down and
sideways.  You'll hit every nerve.  Yes, now you're getting the hang of
it."

   Mom kept her hands pressed lightly to my ass to guide my movements.  In
the same way a horse interprets its rider's wishes through the reins, I
interpreted my mother's wishes through her fingers.  "Oh, yes, you may be
my best fucker yet," she said.  My chest swelled with pride.  I bunched her
big tits together and pressed it down on them to hold them in place.

   "Okay, you can pick up speed now," she said.  "Harder and faster now. 
I'm coming down the homestretch.  That's it, faster!  Ride me faster!  Oh,
yeah, that's it!" My cock slid in more easily as she lubricated.  As I
revved up to two strokes per second, she dug her fingernails into my ass.
"YES, THAT'S IT!  UHU..UHU..UHU..UHU..I'M CUMMING!" Her screams made my
ears ring.  "OH, GOD, ANOTHER ONE!" Our bellies slapped together as she
lunged up to meet my thrusts.  The thrusting ended as I strained to shoot
my load deep inside her.  When it was all over, I felt the way I did after
jogging a mile - tired but proud of my accomplishment.

   I was learning more about my mother every day.

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