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 Mother my Girlfriend I I don't really know how or when it started but just
one fine day I realised that I was in love with my mother.  I wanted to be
near her all the time, was jealous when she gave her attention to my sister
or dad.  I also knew that it is a secret that no one must ever know.  It
was a secret that even mom didn't know.  I began to steal her used panties
to sniff them at night, and it usually trigger a hardon.  Her scent was
glorious and I would masturbate and spew my load into the panty.  Stealing
her panty was quite a task and returning it in some causal place was even
difficult.  What if she began to suspect?  She should know which panty she
wore and when.  After some attention to the way she carelessly pile up her
used clothing, especially her bras and smudged panties, swiping one was a
breeze.  It was on a Saturday evening when I got bored with my regular
friends; my mind was restless and I couldn't focus on anything.  I wanted
to watch my mother as I fantasized my desire to smell her secret places, to
rub my face on her boobs as they jiggle with her movements.  I just
couldn't keep my mind from wandering and so I left my friends and went
home. It was my lucky day because my younger sister and dad were nowhere in
sight.  Mom was doing something in the kitchen.  "I'm home, mom." She
turned and faced me with a smile, looking deeply into me.  "Why aren't you
doing things with your friends?" "I'm bored to death.  Where is everybody,
mom?" I asked not really wanting to have anybody else around.  "I baked a
cake and Cindy and dad volunteered to drive to granny's house with the
cake." "Wow, mom.  Is Cindy fourteen already?" "Fifteen," she corrected me.
"Next month." She flashed a smile at me, which I thought was girlish and
cheeky.  "I kept this for you and me.  Don't tell, alright?" I felt on top
of the world.  "Go and take a bath, honey, and we shall enjoy this lovely
cake." I cleaned up myself and although I was tempted to give my John a
whacking, I didn't.  When I got out from the bathroom with a towel waist, I
saw mom come in with a tray.  She brought the cake and a bottle of wine and
two glasses.  "You mean I am allowed to drink?" I asked teasingly.  I
quickly put on a pair of shorts when she turned away to fill the glasses.
"Let us chat.  We haven't done that for quite a while" I panicked.  She
must have found out about her panties and had arranged for us to be alone
to solve this problem.  If it was, why the snack if she is angry?  "I
didn't mean to neglect you, honey; had some important matters that needs my
attention." I felt reassured.  When I turned to look at her, she had a
little smile of amusement on her lovely face.  "Oh God, if she is my
girlfriend, my lover or even my wife..." I thought.  Mom sat on the bed and
I took my place by her side the way we usually do when in the hall.  She
giggled and gave me my drink.  My mom and I drank a little wine and chatted
about football, fishing and those asked things I do with my friends after
school hours.  When we got relaxed and friendly again, she put her arm
round my shoulders with her nut pressed against me.  She had her face just
next to mine and looking intently into my eyes, she said, very softly, "I
found my panty under your pillow." Her words startled me.  She kissed me on
the cheek.  That was to put me back at ease.  As I turned to face her
again, she titled her head with her eyes closed and lips just slightly
apart.  Kissing her was my favourite day dream and she was making it come
true.  So I put my arms around her and our mouths came together.  As our
lips met, she clung to me with her arm round my neck.  And I licked on her
delicious mouth for all that it was worth.  We broke our french kissing to
gasp for air.  "You like my smell, darling?" she said and jabbed her tongue
into my mouth.  She broke off again to breathe and said, "You have done it
so many times too," My face turned red.  I was fearful and uncertain.  She
was my mom and she cannot persecute me, so I told myself.  I was confused.
I decided to be brave as it was a moment of do or die.  "I'm sorry, mom.  I
am addicted to your scent." I swallowed the lump in my throat.  "I am in
love with you, mom.  I cannot help it...and it hurts so much." "Don't hurt
anymore," she said breathlessly as she covered my face with her kisses.  "I
have loved you all the while, my baby." "I loved you, mom.  I love you more
than that.  Oh...I don't know how to say it, mom.  I love you so much." She
laid her head on my chest and whispered, " I understand your feelings." she
said.  "And I also know that you cannot come to me with this evil thought.
But I can come to you." Then she said, "I am your girl now, Bob." She
touched my face and said, "Call me by my name, okay?  I'm your girl." I was
on top of the world and I was sure of myself.  "I love you Liz.  I want you
Liz." She looked steadily into my eyes as she deliberately unbuttoned her
blouse.  She yanked apart the flaps and exposed her creamy boobs and
pinkish dark nipples.  She closed her eyes as I held her boobs with both
hands.  And I then knew that my dreams were coming true.  I grabbed Liz in
my arms and my mouth immediately found the swollen boobs.  Her nipples were
hard and swollen.  I immediately took one boob in my mouth and began to
eat. She leaned back on the bed headrest She cradled my head in her arm and
brushed away my hair so as to watch me eat her tits.  Her breathing were
getting heavy and she made some throaty sounds which I used to hear when
dad fucked her.  She slid down on the bed, pulling me against her.  Then I
felt her hand fumble for my cock.  She sighed with her eyes closed as she
massaged my hard red meat.  Then her mouth found mine and we french kissed
for a long while.  It was a heavenly taste of her mouth, her soft womanly
scent and the soft sounds of a woman in surrender.  Then she gently pushed
me away.  She removed her blouse and skirt and offered her total nakedness
before my eyes.  She was a girl, a woman to be taken and savoured and I was
the man to pierce her sacredness.  A ripe woman in her late thirties, solid
and beautiful.  "Take off your shorts," she said.  "I want you to feel and
taste the charms of womanhood." I pulled off my short and kicked it to the
floor.  I laid back and waited.  I didn't know what to do next.  vnalav
04-07-2004, 03:01 PM Mother my Girlfriend II Then she was on top of me,
sucking on my mouth and tongue.  I could feel the wetness of her crotch
brushing across my belly and her hanging boobs drag all over my chest. 
"Today is for me." she said into my ears.  She began to kiss me all over my
face, down my neck and kept moving down..  She kissed my chest and belly,
all the while with my cock strangled in her hand.  She gave my cock a
couple of ups and downs with her hand and then lowered her head and took
the long meat into her mouth.  She ate hungrily on it , licked and sucked
by balls in a hungry manner.  Then she got up and straddled me.  I looked
down at her hairy snatch as she took hold of my cock and placed it at her
crack.  She sat down on it and let it slid in as deep as it could go into
her.  "Close your eyes, darling and feel," she said hoarsely.  And she
began to pump, up and down on me, slowly at first.  "Feel, honey.  Be
conscious of the pleasure my warmth and wetness is giving." I could feel my
cock push against her inside, stretching her hole.  My cock went in and out
of her secret place and she began to quicken her pace.  Her breathing got
heavier.  Her boobs jiggling like two thin plastic bags of mare's milk. 
"Grab my tits," she said.  I grabbed them and kneaded them brutally.  She
continued whacking my cock with her holy slit.  She didn't feel the pain of
my hands squeezing and kneading her boobs.  Those dark nipples popped out
gold fish eyes.  The bed was bouncing like mad under our weight.  I was in
agony; caused by her cuntal grip and stroking the full length of my long
meat.  Then suddenly, she said, "Look at me," she sort of ordered me.  Her
face was flushed, her eyes were fiery and she appeared as though about to
die.  She pressed down hard against me, forcing the complete length of my
cock to slide into her until my cockhead was at her womb's doorway.  She
grounded her waist on me.  My cock was going to explode.  But she cried out
in a long, deep moan as she fell on me.  She went into a spasm and she was
making those ...huh..  huhs noises in time with the convulsion going on
inside her.  She dug her fingers into my back and her legs stiffened as her
cunt began to weep.  Her womb nibbled at my cockhead.  I couldn't move.  It
lasted for a full minute, and she mewed like a whore in sexual throes.  And
then she became limp and fell heavily on me.  She expired with a long sigh.
Somehow I didn't spunk her up.  Maybe it was the happiness of watching my
Liz do the darkest thing with me.  Maybe it was the unconscious desire to
maintain a real hardon for her to complete the job.  Anyway after a few
moments of rest, she looked up at me and said, "You had a glimpse of my
soul, honey.  I am what my cunt wants.  I become a whore when my desire for
a man's cock flares up.  Do you understand what I am saying, Bob?  I whore
myself to get a man's cock and spunk inside me." "Is alright, Liz.  I shall
be here whenever you want it," I said.  "Would you allow a strange man see
and enjoy the whore in me; like what you saw?" "Never, I will kill him," I
protested.  "Don't ever let any man touch you." She crawled up on me and we
kissed unabashedly, like lover 's do.  "Your dad will be going away on a
business contract for two years.  You will have to look after me while he
is out of town." "I will mom.  I will look after you forever," I said. 
"Really?" she teased.  "During that time, men will smell me out.  If I fall
for a moment..." "Mom, don't ever let any man fuck you," I said.  "Ever!"
She handled my still hard and swollen cock and said, "Do you want me to
relieve you now?" "Yes, mom, I want to fuck you." She kissed me on the
mouth.  "There are plenty of opportunities later," she said.  She then got
into the 69 position.  "Do what you want with my cunt.  And when you come,
I will drink it all, you like that?" Before I could say anything, she had
opened her legs and her sweet and wet cunt was aimed right at my face.  She
put my cock into her mouth and began to suck with one hand stroking it and
the other hand fondling my balls.  I immediately spewed my spunk into her
mouth.  She took it all, loving every bit of my shit.  I buried my face on
her cunt, loving her scent and her taste.  We laid side by side for a long
while.  She said my face smelt of cunt and I know that her mouth smelt of
cock.  It was just beautiful sucking and licking her wet cunt and spewing
sperm into her mouth.  The next time around, my sperm was going inside her,
impregnate her and cause changes to her lovely body.  Her tits would swell
and her nipples grow even darker.  And every time she suffer from morning
sickness, she will remember it was me who did her in and she couldn't tell
a soul about it.  She broke into my thoughts.  "Promise never to talk about
this secret?" "I won't.  As long as you are mine, my lover and my wife."
"And remember," she said.  "You cannot come to me; it is I who will come to
you, understand?  Your dad and sister must not suspect anything, okay" I
said I knew how to conduct myself in public.  "Liz, remember?," she
reminded me.  "Whenever I come to you to do the dark deed, it is Liz." She
laid on my chest to sleep off her tiredness.  "Yes, Liz, I will love you
forever." The world must never know even though it is none of its business.
End.