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 Title: Praise the Aunt and the Holy Mother


Summary: Aunt helps nephew seduce his mother.


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot,young



   It was early June and a beautiful day.  I had turned eighteen a few
months ago and I was working hard to keep my grades up.  It paid off as I
received acceptances to both of the Universities I had shown interest in
attending.  One is located in a city near our home and the other, a State
College, is located on the other side of the state.  The closest one is my
first choice but the State College would be far more affordable.

   Relaxing on the couch deep in thought on how to earn some spending money
for college, my thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing.  I heard
Mom answer it in the kitchen and could tell by the conversation she was
talking to her sister, Aunt Brenda.  I went back to rehashing the various
jobs I had done in the past to earn cash.  After another few minutes, she
called, "Mike, come here.  I need to talk to you."

   Michael was my name but she normally called me Mike.  It's Michael if
she's more serious and wants my attention.  My mom's name is Beverly and
Aunt Brenda calls her Bev or Sis.  I've never called her anything but Mom.
My mom has always made me address my aunt as Aunt Brenda, explaining it
shows respect.

   "Sure thing, Mom.  I'll be right there," I replied and was curious as to
what my aunt said to her to warrant wanting to talk to me.  I went in and
sat in a chair opposite my mom at the kitchen table as we always did for
each meal.  My parents divorced when I was less than a year old as my
father didn't want a family.  Mom and her sister got along well and
routinely talked on the phone, so I wasn't surprised when she appeared
happy after her talk with her.

   "Mike, Brenda needs some jobs done on her property and was wondering if
you'd be interested in earning some extra money for college.  A landscaping
service normally does the work but when we discussed your college expenses,
she thought it'd be good to hire you instead."

   "Sure, Mom.  Sounds great.  I was thinking of ways of making some money
this summer.  When does she want me to start?"

   "As soon as you can.  She's anxious to get things wrapped up before the
heat of the summer arrives."

   "Great, I'll get ready and head down.  Thanks for helping out, Mom," I
replied as I was already getting up and heading to my room to get some work
clothes on.  The money I'd earn was nice but more importantly, working
around my aunt was what I was looking forward to the most.

   My aunt is thirty-six, three years younger than my mom and very cute. 
She has a great smile and a cheerful, vibrant attitude that is infectious
when around her.  She married right after college and her husband soon
became the minister in town.  They live in a large church provided manse
located two blocks from us.

   He hasn't been around for several years traveling around the nation
helping other churches implement various programs.  His visits are rare and
when he does, he spends all his time at the church.  I'm not sure why she
stays with him other than the fact his family is wealthy, so she lives in
style and has an excess of funds to spend as she pleases.

   I was more than happy to work for my aunt if nothing else to ogle her
great body to add to my fantasy collection of her.  She has always been
flirty and touchy, hugging and tickling me whenever we were close. 
Although she is by herself most of the time, she has kept thin and in
shape. She is one of the hotter women in town and even though my uncle
isn't much of a husband, she is pretty much untouchable because of her
relationship to the church.

   After saying goodbye to Mom, I headed down to my aunt's house getting
semi-hard at the thought of seeing Auntie.  Although my mom insists I call
her Aunt Brenda, I have always called her Auntie when we're alone together.
I knocked on the door and heard her footsteps before she opened the door to
greet me.

   "Mikey, so glad to see you.  You're turning into quite the young man!"
exclaimed my beautiful aunt.  My mom and aunt always called me Mikey when I
was young.  Mom had changed to calling me Mike as I got older but my aunt
still called me Mikey.  She immediately hugged me and tickled my sides as
she has in the past.  I took advantage of it this time and squirmed around,
mashing her breasts against my chest.  Finally releasing me, she grabbed my
hand and led me over to her work area in the large living room.

   "I've made up a list for you to do.  It looks like it might take a
couple of weeks depending on how fast you work," she said as she handed me
the assignments.  She added, "I think instead of an hourly wage, I'd like
to propose a set amount for the entire job.  The normal service would
charge a thousand dollars for this much work.  Is that okay?"

   I knew she was wealthy, but looking at the items to be done, this was a
large sum of money for the small amount of work.  I wasn't going to
complain as I needed the money.

   "That's great, Auntie.  I'll begin right away with the outside work."

   Most of the jobs listed were trimming bushes and garden bed maintenance.
I went out and started down the list.  After a couple of hours, my aunt
came out to check on me.  She was wearing some shorts showing off her
perfectly toned legs and smooth skin.  I couldn't help but stare but tried
not to be too obvious.  She asked me to go inside to take an iced tea break
with her.  I agreed as I was pretty thirsty.  It was terribly hot and I was
thankful for a chance at getting out of the sun.  My bonus was the
opportunity to leer at my aunt's legs as I closely followed her into her
house.

   We sat and talked while drinking our cold drinks.  Her smile is always
intoxicating and I was as happy sitting there talking to her as I was
earlier, staring at her legs.  She kept her hair short in a pixie style
that framed her face perfectly.  After I finished my drink, I told her I
needed to get back out in order to do a couple more hours of work before
going home for dinner.

   She came out to inspect my work when I was ready to quit and was very
pleased to see how much I had accomplished.  She was disappointed when I
told her I needed to go and suggested I stay and eat with her.  She could
also wash my clothes while we were eating, giving my mother a break while I
was working.  I told her Mom was expecting me but thanked her for the
offer.

   She met me when I was ready to leave and reached out to hug me, which
isn't unusual for her.  I was more than happy to hold my hot aunt in my
arms.  We hugged and she kept squeezing longer than usual.  I noticed she
was moving in order to smash her breasts into me.  All too soon, she was
done.  Raising her hands, she held my head, staring into my eyes.  I still
had my arms wrapped around her.

   "Mikey, you are so darned cute.  My Doctor told me I shouldn't do this,
but for you, I'm going to make an exception." She pulled my head down so
our lips touched.  I could feel her body go limp and I had to hold her so
she didn't fall down.  I thought she might be having some kind of a
fainting spell so I broke off the kiss and looked down to see she was
opening her eyes as if waking from a dream.

   "I hope I didn't scare you, Mikey.  That's why my physician told me I
shouldn't kiss people.  I have a rare condition that occurs when my lips
come into contact with a man's lips.  I fall into a type of coma where I
zone out and have no idea of anything that happens.  I come out of it fast
after my lips lose contact."

   I was in disbelief, not only of hearing this bizarre condition but also
because I ended it so soon thinking something was wrong.  I'd thought about
questioning her on this far fetched diagnosis, but I didn't want to spoil
any future kissing possibilities.  My mind was racing as to how I could use
this to my advantage with my aunt.

   "No problem, Auntie.  I'll have to hold on to you tighter in the future
so you don't fall.  I wouldn't want my favorite aunt to get injured on my
watch."

   She laughed as we parted ways.  I arrived back home at the same time as
Mom.  She commented on my dirty, sweaty condition and instructed me to take
a shower and throw my clothes in the washer.  I told her about her sister
offering to feed me and clean my clothes and how I told her that I refused
because my mother liked us eating dinner together.

   She paused and looked as if she was trying to make a decision before she
stated, "Mike, that's a great idea.  I could use some time off.  It'd be
nice for you to stay there longer and visit while eating and waiting for
the laundry.  I don't think she gets much company.  I feel sorry for her
with that loser husband gone all the time.  If she wants to take over my
maid duties in exchange for the company, more power to her."

   I didn't want to act too excited, but I couldn't wait to spend more time
with my aunt.  I told her that would work out great.  I could work on the
list later and get more items done.  I went to my room, showered and went
back to the kitchen to eat dinner.  While eating I compared Mom to my aunt.
They had similar features and were both beautiful.  I wasn't sure about her
breasts as she didn't hug me like Brenda.  We had a great relationship but
had never touched much growing up.  She kept her hair at shoulder length
and usually tied it up when at work and let it back down when she was home
with me.  She was a brunette as was my aunt.

   I was checking her out when I stopped at her lips.  I was thinking back
to my aunt's condition and wondered whether it was hereditary and that was
the reason my mother never kissed me.  I was deep in thought when my mom
caught my stare and knocked me out of it.  "Michael, have you heard
anything I've said?"

   That brought me out of my dream.  I made up some excuse about thinking
about the items on the list and was careful to not drift off again while we
talked over dinner.  When done, we moved to the living room, watched some
TV and retired to our rooms.  I punished my cock hard that night with yet
another fantasy of me fucking my aunt.  I got little sleep, thinking how
tomorrow might turn out.

   I slept in late the next morning.  Mom had already left for work, so I
grabbed a quick bite and got dressed.  I put on a pair of silk gym shorts
to wear while working since it was getting hotter.  As an added bonus it'd
be easier to shift my hard cock than the confining jeans.  I took down a
pair of pants to wear back home at night so Mom wouldn't get suspicious.

   Aunt Brenda answered the door and was wearing the same shorts as
yesterday.  Her blouse was a Crop Top style that looked like it was
designed to end at her waist; however, it was sized for a smaller breasted
woman.  Her breasts pushed out the material so much it made the bottom rise
showing a couple inches of bare skin above her shorts.  This also caused
the bottom front of the blouse to stick out, providing an inviting opening.
The morning hug along with seeing her exposed skin gave me an instant
erection.  I backed my hips away from her not wanting to alarm her.

   She pulled back and I could see her eyes going up and down my legs
checking them out.  "Mikey, I see the heat is getting to you, too.  Now I
can stare at your legs all day the way you've been staring at mine."

   I'm not sure if she saw me blushing, but she didn't say anything more
about it.  She continued with her conversation without waiting for a reply.
She told me I didn't need to knock at her door anymore each morning.  We
were family and it just caused her to stop and answer it.

   Agreeing with her, I repeated Mom's conversation about me staying here
for dinner and staying longer until my clothes were cleaned.  I didn't tell
her what Mom said about her husband but did tell her Mom would appreciate
the break.

   She was elated at the news and said, "Oh, that's super, Mikey.  I'd love
to take care of my nephew.  I don't get to pamper a man much.  It'll be so
much fun."

   I threw my jeans in the spare bedroom and headed out the back door to
continue work.  I labored through the day until late afternoon when my aunt
showed up to inspect my progress.  She was impressed again today on the
amount of work I had completed and told me to take a shower because dinner
was ready.  She instructed me to throw my clothes outside the door and use
the robe in the bathroom.

   I did as she asked and while I was in the shower I heard her outside the
door picking up my clothes to take to the washer.  The terry cloth robe
came down to mid-thigh.  The material was soft and felt great.  Hopefully,
it was heavy enough to conceal the inevitable hard-on that was sure to
spring up around my aunt.

   We ate and had an enjoyable talk.  She got up and cleaned up the table.
I stiffened again, watching her move around the kitchen.  Her legs were so
sexy and firm.  I wanted to squeeze them, but I was cautious not to stare
too much so she wouldn't catch me.

   The washer alarm went off, signaling the clothes were finished.  My aunt
excused herself to transfer them to the dryer.  On her way, she told me to
go watch some TV.  She came back from the laundry room and sat down on the
couch beside me.  Her leg was up against mine and we had bare skin touching
from where the robe didn't cover.  I was glad my hard prick was pressed
against my stomach and not straight up in the air.

   After thirty minutes of bliss, she got up to take my clothes out of the
dryer.  When she came back, she held her hands out to hold mine, pulling me
off the couch.  Once again she hugged me and thanked me for everything. 
She placed her hands on my head again and pulled me down for a kiss.

   I felt her go limp as soon as we touched.  I was careful this time and
held her tight so her lips wouldn't pull away.  I kicked myself for not
having a plan on what I'd do if this happened again, but the image of those
legs all day was overriding all decisions.  I held her tight with my left
arm and reached down with my right hand to caress her leg directly above
her knee.  I ran it up and down her smooth hot leg.

   Taking a risk, I grabbed the back of her thigh and squeezed.  This was
heaven, her thigh was better than I had fantasized, firm and hot.  I
reached up to hold her covered buns, squeezing one of her round ass cheeks.
I could feel a burst of exhaled air leave her nose, so I quickly moved my
hand back up and released my lips.  She came out of it fast.

   "Whew, that was nice, Mikey.  When I zone out it's refreshing when I
come to.  It's a really nice relaxation technique.  I appreciate you
putting up with me.  I wouldn't trust anyone else as they might try to take
advantage."

   I felt guilty as that was exactly what I was doing, but I was also
relieved she didn't mention me groping her.  "That's great, Auntie.  I'm
glad to help."

   She just smiled and told me she was going to go take her shower.  I went
to get changed, ready to call it a day.  I went to the spare bedroom and
got dressed.  When finished, I heard the shower stop in her bedroom.  Going
out to the entryway, she met me, clad in the same style terry cloth robe. I
wasn't sure if she was naked underneath with the heavy material, but I was
fantasizing she was.  I was ready to go out the door when she came up and
hugged me to send me off.

   All thoughts of not taking advantage of her went out the door with that
hug.  As she pulled away I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers again.
As soon as she went limp I ran my right hand up her thigh under the robe
and sure enough, she wasn't wearing panties.  I had my hand on her bare ass
and was squeezing it like a new found toy.  My mind kept bringing up the
image of her blouse she wore today that had that inviting opening at the
bottom.  I so much wanted to run my hand up that opening and explore.

   Without realizing it, I had brought my hand up and was reaching in her
robe.  I soon had my prize as I was cupping a bare breast.  It was more
firm and smooth than I had imagined.  I squeezed it as if milking it before
wrapping my fingers around her nipple to find it hard and pointed.  Her
breathing had changed and was getting much heavier.  There was still no
indication she was conscious so I continued to caress her breast.  After
several minutes, I began to worry again she might come out of it, so I
reluctantly withdrew my hand and adjusted her robe.  I put my arm back
around her waist and pulled away from her.

   Dreamily, she opened her eyes and softly spoke, "Oh, Mikey.  You are so
good to your aunt.  I feel so relaxed and won't have any trouble sleeping
tonight.  See you tomorrow and give my love to your mother."

   I said goodbye with a grin as big as my hard-on.  Hastily, I went
directly to my room when I got home to drain my aching prick.  With my
groping memories still fresh, I soon blasted off globs of cum.  Relieved
and thinking a little clearer, I went out to watch some TV with Mom.  Soon
after, I went to bed exhausted.

   I woke up early the next morning excited to get down to my aunt's place.
I couldn't wait to help her 'relax' today.  The minute I heard Mom pull out
of the driveway I left for my aunt's place.  When I got there I went
through the front door as she instructed.  I could hear her in the kitchen,
probably fixing herself some breakfast, so I went in to say good morning to
her.

   She was facing away from me when I entered, allowing me to check out her
scantily clad body.  She was wearing another short blouse open at the
bottom along with a short tennis skirt that had a colorful floral pattern.
Her beautiful legs were exposed and I could hardly keep myself from going
up and stroking them.

   "Good Morning, Auntie!  That's a beautiful skirt you're wearing today.
So festive!"

   "Thanks, Mikey.  It's turning so sunny and hot, I felt like wearing a
skirt to match the weather," she responded.  "Please sit down and let me
feed you breakfast.  It's so lonely eating every day by myself.  I'd
appreciate your company."

   Leaving home in such a hurry, I forgot I hadn't eaten.  I didn't argue,
sat down and watched her finish preparing breakfast.  She brought over the
food and we ate while talking about what I'd work on today.  Thankfully, my
shorts didn't have a tent by the end of the meal, so I was able to stand up
without too much embarrassment.  I was ready to go out to start working
when she came over and stood in front of me.  She squeezed in between me
and the table, so she was almost sitting on the table.

   She was close enough I could smell a floral scent from her morning
shower.  With a playful look, she hugged me and when she released, she
began tickling me on my sides.  I squirmed as usual when a thought stuck
me. This opens up a perfect opportunity to flirt with my sexy aunt.  I
grabbed her exposed midriff and tickled her at the same time.  She giggled
and moved around causing my hands to go up to the bottom of her ribcage. 
Her skin was so smooth and firm and was hot to the touch.  I could have
done this forever, but she ended it by wrapping her arms around me and
hugged me.

   She was giggling when she told me that this was the first time I tickled
her back all these years.  She said she'd have to start refraining from
teasing me now, since I was older.  As we parted, she backed closer to the
table and before she could move away I lowered my lips to hers, holding her
firm so she wouldn't fall.  She relaxed as usual and I was able to lower
her to the table to support her weight.

   Still having my lips on hers, both hands were free to explore.  I
brought them to her sides and ran them up under her open blouse.  What
luck! She wasn't wearing a bra and both hands were soon filled full of
firm, round breasts.  I couldn't believe my luck having my aunt's perky,
meaty tits in my hot hands.  I squeezed them, carefully maintaining lip
contact.  Her breath was getting heavy again, but I wasn't stopping now.  I
grabbed each nipple with my fingers and teased them.  They popped out,
filling with hot blood.  Her breathing increased and she was having trouble
getting enough air in through her nose.  I could feel her lips start to
break off so I quickly lowered my hands and wrapped my hands around her to
bring her back up to a standing position.

   She pulled back and exclaimed, "Wow, that was relaxing but I feel like
I've run a mile, I'm panting so much.  I'm going to have to stay here and
catch my breath.  I'll catch up with you outside."

   "See you later.  You don't need to help me.  It's all simple work
today," I said as I left.  I kicked myself for not exploring those
beautiful legs and thighs.  I was getting most of the things off the task
list and was worried my groping entertainment would soon come to an end. 
Early afternoon, my aunt came out to check on the work.  I eyed her as she
walked around checking out the various tasks I had done.  At one garden
bed, she bent over to straighten up an ornament that had fallen over.

   I was openly staring as I had a perfect view of her backside and could
check her out without her noticing.  Fortunately, there is a high cedar
fence around the yard so it was private, preventing spying from nosy
neighbors.  When she bent over, her skirt rose to show off her perfect
thighs and then her light pink panties came into view.  They were tight and
rose up on her ass cheeks.  I was so busy staring at her sexy panty-clad
ass, I missed the fact when she bent over her open blouse allowed me to see
her hanging breasts.  I could see the entire underside of her magnificent
mounds as they hung down, pendulously swinging as she was working in the
bed.

   I had to adjust my shorts to accommodate my rock hard prick and glanced
down to make sure it wasn't too noticeable.  When I looked back up to check
out my aunt again, she was standing and staring at me.  She didn't say
anything as she walked by me to go inside.  As she opened the door, she
yelled, "Great job, Mikey.  Come inside for some dinner now." I wrapped
things up, went in to clean up and went to the kitchen to eat.

   We ate and discussed my work progress during our meal.  I could hardly
concentrate as I was thinking about how to proceed on my next 'relaxation'
session.  After we were finished, she got up and cleaned the table.  When I
thought we would hug again, she surprised me when she told me to take my
shower so she could throw my clothes in the laundry.  She said she was
going to take one too and to meet her in the living room.

   There was plenty of daylight left to do some more chores, so I was
surprised she wanted me to shower and quit working for the day.  I wasn't
going to complain about sitting on a couch with my aunt wearing our robes
so I went straight to the shower.  I was done drying myself off when I
heard a light knock and my aunt say, "I have your clothes in the wash. 
Could you come to my bedroom and help me with something when you're done?"

   "Of course, Auntie.  Be right there," having my own idea of how I could
help her in the bedroom but figured it was something she wanted to be done
from the list.  That's probably why she ended my outside activities early
today, to work on the inside jobs.  I put on my robe and headed to her
bedroom.  She was lying face down on her bed with a sheet pulled up to
under her armpits.  Her lovely neck, shoulders and the top of her back were
exposed.

   She had her head turned to me and was smiling seductively and I was
starting to harden, thinking my dreams were coming true.  I was soon
brought to reality when she stated, "If you wouldn't mind, could you give
my shoulders a massage.  I feel a little tense today."

   "Of course, I don't have much experience, but I'll do my best," I said.
I went to the bed and reached over to massage the tops of her shoulders. 
It was awkward leaning over and I was afraid she was going to notice my
robe tenting out.

   She solved my dilemma when she told me to get up and straddle her to do
it properly.  I quickly positioned myself on top of her and resumed rubbing
her smooth neck and shoulders.  She hummed contently, so I figured I wasn't
doing too bad of a job.  She raised her hands and pulled the sheet down as
far as she could before it hit my legs, explaining, "It feels so good. 
You're doing a great job, please continue with my back."

   I gladly complied, stroking her entire back and the sides of her ribs.
Her breasts were pushed down in the mattress but I could see some of the
sides that were flattened and pushed out.  They begged to be held, but she
was fully aware of her surroundings so I wasn't going to risk ending my
fantasy.  Her humming was turning into low groaning.  I decided to see how
far I could escalate my caressing.

   I shifted my legs back and more aggressively massaged her lower back,
moving the sheet down on each down stroke.  The sheet was halfway down her
ass revealing the top half of her firm cheeks.  I massaged her buns and she
didn't react, so I continued to move the sheet down as my massaging hands
followed.  She was still groaning and seemed happy to allow me full access.
I moved back far enough to pull the sheet down to her ankles and began to
massage the backs of her legs.  My prick was hard as ever and thankfully
she could not see the tent in my robe as I massaged her legs.

   I worked on her lower legs, ran my hands up her thighs, ending at her
ass cheeks.  As I had to lean over to reach her soft buns, my robe kept
rubbing on her legs each stroke.  She stirred and acted like she was done,
so I figured my entertainment was ready to come to an end.

   "Mikey, your robe is chafing the backs of my legs," she huskily said. 
"Would it bother you much if you removed it?"

   I quickly removed my robe not saying anything, knowing I wouldn't be
able to hide my excitement in my voice.  My legs were on either side of her
and I made sure we had full contact as I continued my massage.  I worked on
her legs, encircling them with my hands in the pretense of massaging the
fronts and backs together.  As I got higher the skin felt hotter or it
might have been my own blood boiling.  I was caressing her mid-thighs while
staring at her glorious ass.  Her groans turned to moans and she was
breathing a lot heavier.

   She squirmed and in the process she raised her hips while I had both
hands wrapped around her thigh.  She was high enough off the bed to expose
her bald, wet pussy.  Damn, what a sight.  Did she know she was exposing
herself or was she into the massage so much she wasn't aware?  I didn't
care.  I was getting the show of my life.

   She soon lowered herself back down.  She told me her legs were good
enough and I should move back to her shoulders.  I crawled up, straddling
her being careful not to scrape my rock hard prick on her backside.  I
massaged her shoulders and it wasn't long before she said, "That's enough,
time for a reward for such a good massage."

   She flipped over, held my head and pulled me down to her lips.  I got a
glimpse of those wonderful breasts before our lips met.  She went limp and
I didn't hesitate this time.  My hands went right to her breasts, squeezing
and twisting her nipples.  Her breathing was still heavy but this time she
managed to breathe enough through her mouth while maintaining contact.

   This made me more confident to proceed.  I reached down with my left
hand, gripped her thigh and moved her leg to the side.  It moved over
easily, maybe a reflex action by having someone touch it.  There was room
to place my knees between her legs.  I nudged her other leg and it moved
out to the side.  There I was with my hard prick aimed at her pussy.  I
wanted so much to ram it in, but the consequences of her waking up with my
cock deep in her cunt would be harder to explain than getting caught
groping her breasts.

   I thought it over and decided I wouldn't fuck her but I could at least
rub her pussy lips with the head of my dick.  I reached down and guided my
prick to her lips and rubbed it up and down.  It was slick and hot causing
me to pant as heavy as she was.  It was hard to maintain lip contact and
continue using my aunt in a way a nephew shouldn't be doing.

   Right when I thought about pushing my hard prick in just an inch, her
hands gripped my head, pulled me up so she could look into my eyes and
lustfully said, "Are you going to fuck me or just tease me?"

   I guess I looked startled as she said, "Good Lord, Mikey.  You didn't
believe that lip coma nonsense, did you?  I was trying to build your
confidence enough to fuck my hungry cunt."

   "Anything for my favorite aunt," I responded as I gladly shoved my prick
into her wet channel.  I pushed slowly to allow her to adjust to my
invading cock as it was tight.  I continued to push my cock into her
yielding pussy that was becoming easier as we both released precum juices.
She pulled my head down and frantically kissed me.  No longer under the
pretense of her medical condition, this was no simple lip touching.  She
was mauling my tongue with hers and her excitement was quickly building.

   Fully buried in her cunt, my balls became trapped in her wet bare
crotch. I reached up and mauled her breasts, not having to care whether she
was in her fake coma now.  Each time I twisted her nipples she'd thrash
under me.

   "Oh, yes.  Squeeze my nipples.  They're so sensitive," screamed my aunt.
"You don't know what that does to me.  You've been driving me crazy the
last few days playing with them and not finishing the job."

   "Don't worry, Auntie.  I'll make up for it now," I said.  Furiously
thrusting in and out of her pussy, she loosened up as fluids gushed around
my cock.  She was experiencing several mini-orgasms, finally receiving the
cock she desperately needed.  We rutted like animals, making up for the
days of foreplay we had gone through.

   She raised her legs over my back, raising her pelvis off the bed as I
pounded her like a jackhammer.  She was screaming and I was thankful the
yard was surrounded with soundproofing hedges, so her neighbors wouldn't
hear my aunt getting a royal fucking from her nephew.  I continued to
thrust into her while she ran her arms up and down my back.  We were both
panting loudly, enjoying the first incestuous fuck, which I was hoping the
first of many.

   "Oh, Sweetie.  I'm ready to come," screamed my aunt.  "You're fucking
your horny aunt so good.  I'm almost there."

   I was too.  My balls were tanked up, ready to shoot out a load of hot
sperm and I didn't know whether I should pull out or deposit it deep in her
pussy.  Having no desire to ruin any future couplings, I decided to ask her
as delicately as possible.

   "My balls are ready to blast," I croaked.  "Do you want me to pull out,
Auntie?" So much for delicacy, but there wasn't much blood left in my
brain. She got the point.

   "Fill me with your hot sperm.  I need to feel you quenching my burning
cunt.  Don't worry, I stayed on the pill for my complexion."

   Upon hearing that, I plunged as fast as I could, twisting her nipples
hard.  She moved her hands to the back of my head, mashing my face to hers
as hard as she could, so we could fuck each other's mouths with our
tongues. She released my lips enough to exclaim to the world her orgasm was
wracking her body.  "Oh, God.  I've never come so hard.  Fuck me!  Your
prick feels so good," screamed my squirming aunt.  "Fill me full of cum,
Honey!  Your auntie needs a good fucking!"

   My bulbous head swelled and I could feel my balls ready to explode.  I
mauled her mouth again as I spurted into her cock-starved pussy.  Her
throbbing cunt squeezed my prick like a vice and it would've been difficult
to keep pounding if not for the fact she was so slick and hot.  I kept
plowing into her, depositing load after load deep into her depths.

   She stopped convulsing and we stayed coupled, enjoying the aftermath of
a wondrous fuck.  She broke the silence as she confessed, "I guess I can
tell you now, that this was the main thing on the list of things I wanted
from you.  I've been waiting for years to seduce you and finally got enough
nerve to do it."

   I pulled out of her, hearing a sucking, squishy sound and replied, "If I
knew this was on my list, It would have been elevated to number one. 
You've been driving me crazy the last few days." We both laughed at our
missed opportunities.

   She explained my new work schedule, which would consist of sexually
satisfying my horny aunt.  We rested, we fucked again and finally I got
dressed to go home later than usual.  Mom was ready to retire to her room
for the night, so I only had a minute to talk with her in the hallway
before I went to my room.  She gave me an odd look as I went by her to my
room, but I didn't ask her what was wrong.  Could she smell the sex smeared
on me from my incestuous coupling with Aunt Brenda or did she pick up on
her perfume?  I didn't dwell too long on her reaction as I was too tired to
think straight.

   For the next few days, our routine would be to fuck in the morning, do
some of the items on the list and continue with our sex marathon until I
went home.  She'd wear the same type of skirt and blouse each day with no
bra or panties.  I'd wear my gym shorts with no underwear and we'd have fun
flashing each other, getting ourselves worked up for the evening round of
fucking.

   This repeated until Friday.  It was early afternoon and I was
transplanting some flowers in a bed near the house under an open living
room window.  My aunt was in the house cleaning up and we were chatting
away, enjoying the day.  I heard the garden gate latch click and in through
the gate came my mother.  Here I was in my silk shorts with a hard-on from
getting flashed all day.  Fortunately, I was crouched to the side so she
couldn't see my raging boner.  She moved up to a couple feet away and I saw
her eyes traveling up and down my legs.

   "Michael, what are you thinking, wearing those nice silk shorts while
working in the dirt?  They'll get wrecked.  Where are the jeans you
normally wear?"

   My first thoughts were 'Well, it's better this way so I can pull them
down and fuck your sister's brains out', but I knew that wouldn't be an
appropriate response.  Timing it perfectly, my aunt came out of the house
to rescue me.  She must have changed clothes as soon as she saw my mom come
through the gate because she had on a much longer skirt and was wearing a
wrap which concealed her braless tits bouncing under her revealing blouse.

   She saved me from struggling by answering my mom.  "Hi, Bev.  I told him
to wear them as it's so hot out and I didn't want him to suffer from the
heat.  Those jeans always take so long to dry, too.  This allows him more
time to work on my list."

   Mom shifted her stance, thinking it over and conceded, "Yes, it is
getting rather warm.  Well, if it allowed him to work longer, it's a good
thing."

   Wanting to change the subject, I piped, "Mom, you're home early from
work.  Is anything wrong?"

   She was still wearing her work clothes which were conservative but her
dress was one I hadn't seen before.  It was shorter and came down to three
inches above her knees.  From my angle, I could get a good look at her legs
and noticed she wasn't wearing nylons.  She had no need to as her legs
looked flawless.  I carefully scanned up and looked up as far as could
without getting caught and was able to get a glimpse of her mid-thighs. 
They looked like they might be thinner than her sister's, probably because
she does a lot of walking at work.

   She brought me out of my trance when she told us that she took the rest
of the afternoon off because she started a two-week vacation today.  She
normally tells me of any of her planned breaks so I was surprised, although
she has taken them on a whim to relax after a strenuous work-related
project.  She looked at my aunt and addressed her, "Brenda, I was wondering
if I could borrow my son for the next few weeks.  Since I have it off, I
thought it'd be good to get some things done around the house and do some
activities together before he goes off to college next fall."

   Damn, I could see my daily fucking was coming to an end or at least
delayed until Mom went back to work.  Aunt Brenda quickly responded, "Sure,
Bev.  He's almost done with the list.  Mikey's been such a good worker this
last week.  I don't know what I would've done without his help."

   My eyes had since gone back to Mom's legs and I was mentally stroking
them as I had my aunt's for the last week.  Aunt Brenda was on the side of
me away from Mom and she could clearly see my prick hardening at a fast
rate, tenting my shorts.  She showed a knowledgeable smirk as she finished
the conversation with my mother.

   My aunt told my mother we'd wrap up the list, she'd feed me, clean my
clothes and send me home as soon as possible.  Mom seemed happy at the
outcome, turned and walked toward the gate.  My eyes were on her fine legs
and bouncing ass as she moved away.  As soon as she was out the gate, my
aunt came over and held out her hand to motion me to get up.  When I was
up, she yanked me into the house.

   Once inside, she turned and was smiling like she knew a secret.  Taking
ahold of my shorts, she quickly pulled them down.  She got down on her
knees and clutched my hard prick with one hand and held it like a
microphone a few inches from her mouth.  As if talking to my cock she
announced, "I don't know if it was me or your mother that got you in this
condition, but I'm going to reap the rewards."

   She wrapped her lips around my hard prick and began tonguing the
sensitive head.  The sensation was unbelievable.  I felt shivers run up and
down my spine and began panting, gasping for breath.  She grabbed my balls
with one hand and massaged my nuts.  She fucked me with her hot mouth,
rapidly going up and down on my shaft.  She was lightly scraping the sides
of my steel hard prick with her teeth, swirling her tongue around the head
when she could.  She backed her mouth off to hold my helmeted head and was
swirling her tongue all around the rim, driving me crazy.  With her other
hand, she tightly gripped my length and stroked it as fast and hard as she
could.

   I was screaming with excitement as I shrieked, "Wow Auntie, you suck
cock like a pro.  I can't believe how good it feels.  I can feel my cum
starting to boil!"

   I thought I could hold out longer, but the minute I thought back to
Mom's long legs outside, I erupted in my aunt's mouth.  She swallowed it
down, not missing a drop.  She continued to milk my cock until I was dry.
She released me, stood up and pulled my shorts up as she went.  She wrapped
her arms around me and french-kissed me.  There was a faint saltiness taste
of my sperm in her mouth.  She had devoured most of it.  She was heated up
and was panting as if she was the one who had an orgasm.

   After a few minutes, she backed up, still smiling and looked the
happiest I've seen her.  "I hope that holds you off until we can do a
proper send-off.  Let's eat, shower and make love before I turn you over to
your hot mother." Her sexy smirk led me to believe she was holding
something back.

   She hastily prepared a snack, wanting to get to the main event as soon
as possible.  We ate and talked about the few jobs that were left on the
list.  She said we needed to take our showers and get my clothes in the
wash.  I went with her to the laundry room, threw my clothes in and went
for my shower.  When finished, I went to the living room and saw my aunt
was on the couch watching TV.

   I sat with her while we talked and watched a sitcom.  I felt some
stirrings again, sitting close to my hot aunt.  I leaned over and kissed
her, reached in her robe and held her breast.  We kissed several times and
I thought we might end up fucking right on the couch.  That's when we heard
the washing machine buzzer go off.

   My aunt got up to put the clothes in the dryer and turned to talk to me.
She lovingly said, "Mikey, would you do me a big favor?  Could we re-enact
the first time we made love.  The time you gave me a long massage and
fucked my brains out?  That was a memory I'll savor for a long time and I'd
like to repeat it.  Let me put the clothes in the dryer and I'll meet you
in my room."

   "You bet, Auntie.  That was the best chore on your list," I laughingly
told her.  She left and I waited a few minutes before going to my aunt's
room for our parting fuck.  I opened her door and she was in bed, like
before.

   "Hey, I bet you could use a good massage from your nephew," I said,
starting the re-enactment, not exactly repeating as our earlier performance
but close enough.

   "Oh yes, I need a pair of strong hands to loosen me up.  Come up here
and get to work!"

   I positioned myself as before and began a slow sensual massage of her
shoulders and back.  I kept moving the sheet down as before.  After I got
it down to the top of her ass, I stroked up and down her smooth back and
this time I went over and down to run my hands along her full breasts on
either side.  She was groaning in pleasure and every third or fourth time I
would run my hands underneath her breasts and scrape her nipples along the
way.  She would shake each time I'd rub her sensitive nipples.

   She teasingly said, "Mikey, I don't remember giving you permission to
grope my breasts during my massage.  I think you're being bad.  I sure
don't remember you taking this much privilege during our first massage."

   "I know, Auntie.  I'm replaying it the way I wanted to do it the first
time.  Let me take care of you the way no nephew should be taking care of
his aunt."

   On that note, I reached under and captured each nipple.  Twisting them
resulted in a sharp intake of breath from her along with heavy breathing. I
proceeded down to her ass, moving the sheet below her cheeks.  I squeezed
and mauled those luscious globes before moving the sheet down to her
ankles. I removed my robe and grabbed her firm thighs and began a deep
massage.  Instead of waiting for her to raise her pelvis to give me a cunt
shot as before, I captured her upper thighs with both hands.  Lifting up
her ass, I exposed her leaking, excited pussy.

   "Oh my, another deviation, Mikey?  Is this the way you thought it should
have happened?" my aunt playfully cried out.

   "Yes, I remember at this point I kissed you on the lips and you went
limp.  Let me try a different set of lips this time."

   I lowered my mouth and mashed it on her pussy lips, running my tongue up
and down her fat labia causing her to yelp out.

   "Oh, Mikey.  That feels so good," she screamed.  "Suck my pussy.  Your
tongue is driving me crazy!"

   I ravaged her pussy with my mouth, pushing my tongue in as far as I
could.  She was leaking profusely as I sucked on her pussy, drinking in her
sweet nectar.  I used my tongue to explore her gash, seeking her sensitive
nub.  Once found, I encircled it with my lips causing her pelvis to push
back.  I ran my hand up her smooth thighs and jammed three fingers deep in
her pussy, moving them in and out.  I put pressure on her walls as my
coated fingers stroked in and out of her hot pussy.

   "Damn, you are the best cunt sucker ever!  Your fingers are driving me
crazy," my lust-crazed aunt said.  "I'm almost there.  A little more and
I'm over the edge.  Fuck me, Honey!"

   I removed my fingers from her sloppy pussy and released my lips from her
engorged clit.  I heard her moan in frustration as she moved her hips back
and forth in an attempt to find something to jam in her boiling snatch.  I
positioned behind her and rammed my stiff prick down to the root.  I had no
problem sliding in as her pussy was slick with her juices.  I could feel
her cunt convulsing within a couple of strokes.  I continued pounding her
when I felt a large spasm and a shriek emanate from her.

   "Yes!  I'm coming on my nephew's cock and it feels so good.  Oh damn,
I'm coming so hard!"

   After several orgasms, she quieted down and I could feel her relax.  I
was still hard as I hadn't come yet.  I left it in for a few minutes
savoring the enjoyment I had given to my aunt.  Not able to wait any
longer, I stroked in and out again.

   She came to her senses and quietly whispered, "Honey, I enjoy your cock
but I want you to pull out now.  I want to turn around so you can fuck me
like we did the first time.  I want our last time together face to face so
I can kiss you while you're coming in me.  I want to cherish this moment
forever."

   As soon as I withdrew, she flipped over and moved her legs to the
outside, spreading them wide.  I remained above, her taking in her beauty.
Her full round tits were on full display with her nipples hard in
anticipation.  She reached down and grabbed each fat pussy lip with her
fingers and pulled them to the side to display her wet, soaking pussy.  The
look on her face was definitely a fuck-me face and I was only too happy to
oblige my sex-starved aunt.

   I moved closer but didn't enter her.  I bent down and locked a nipple in
my mouth while squeezing and groping both her taut, full breasts.  Her
breathing was ragged again and I knew I could quickly bring her back up by
chewing on her blood engorged nipples.  I switched back and forth as her
body squirmed.  She humped her pelvis up and down as if she were latched
onto a cock.  Her hands were running up and down my back, often going down
to my ass in a vain attempt to pull me into her.

   When she groaned and was hoarsely panting, I released her nipple, went
up and locked my lips on hers.  There was no fake coma pretense this time.
Her body was writhing as she continued jamming her tongue into my mouth as
far as she could.  I reached down and placed my head at her hot entrance.
Her pussy lips clamped on and she frantically humped, trying to pull in the
prick she needed.  I raised both hands up to her shoulders and held her
while I thrust as hard as I could, deep into her pussy.  This caused her to
exhale all the air out of her lungs as if making room for my hot cock.

   It was as snug and smooth as before.  I couldn't believe how many times
this woman could come.  My thoughts strayed as to whether my mother would
be the same.  My prick got harder thinking about Mom and I pounded her as
if I were fucking my mother.  They were long strokes and I'd bottom out
each time.  Our kissing paused only so we could catch our breath during the
frantic fucking.

   "Your prick is making me go mad," croaked my hot aunt, "I'm going to
miss this so much.  Fill my cunt, my horny nephew!  Fuck your aunt extra
good as I'm going to give you a gift you won't regret."

   Pumping in and out of her oily cunt, I uttered, "You've given me the
best gift of all.  I don't want anything else." I emphasized it by kissing
her again and thrust extra hard.

   She suspended our kiss, continuing, "I want you to have this.  It's
going to make me happy so I know you'll do it.  I'm going to set you up
with someone you love.  Sex is so much better with a woman you love."

   "You're the only one I need or want to fuck.  You're the absolute
greatest," I said, increasing my pace, making sure the top of my prick was
scraping her clit on each downstroke.  I was mentally going through all the
girls that helped her at the church trying to figure out who she was
talking about.  I came up with nothing.  I resumed pumping in and out of
her as fast as I could.  I was getting close to coming and lowered my hands
to her breasts, encircling her nipples, squeezing and pinching them.

   "Sweetie, you know what does to me.  I'm ready to come.  Fuck me hard,
Mikey!  Fuck me like you'd fuck the person you love.  Fuck me as hard as
you've fantasized about fucking your mother!"

   My mother?  Damn, could she read my mind?  I didn't think my prick could
get any harder but the mental images of my mother and I fucking caused it
to increase in size and more juices came leaking out.  She felt it too as
she experienced mini-orgasms and was shaking beneath me.

   She whispered in my ear.  "Call me what you'd call the one you love. 
Call me Mom!  Tell me what you'd like to do to your mother.  Please, Honey.
Act like I'm your hot mother you're fucking!"

   I was delirious by this time and didn't hesitate, yelling, "Yes, Mother.
I'm fucking you with my hot prick.  This is what I've wanted for so long.
I'm fucking my hot mom and she's loving it.  Come on your son's prick,
Mother!"

   That did it for her.  Her pussy released all her juices and her walls
clamped down on my prick, signaling her first climax.  She yelled, "Oh yes,
Mikey.  Come in your mother.  Fuck me as you've always wanted.  Jam your
hot prick into the hole you came out of.  Come in me, Motherfucker!".

   She locked her mouth on mine and my balls exploded, sending up a huge
deposit of sperm, flooding her as she experienced another major orgasm.  I
pushed in again and another huge pile of goo came out and bathed her.  She
came again on my still hard, squirting prick.  I released three more
payloads of cum in her.

   Finally spent, I pulled my softening, spent prick out of her hot snatch
and collapsed down beside her.  We were both exhausted and out of breath.

   "Well, it looks like someone has some Mommy issues they haven't dealt
with," she said, laughing and caressing my chest.

   I replied, "It looks like you also have some issues and you don't have
any kids.  Was that a ploy to get me hotter?  If it was, it sure worked. 
I've never had such great sex."

   "No, I meant it.  I'm going to set you up with my sister, your mother.
Mother-son sex turns me on so much and I think it'd do you both some good.
She has been without real sex for so long, she deserves to be happy."

   I wasn't sure how this was going to be remotely possible so we talked
about it while recovering from our hot coupling.  I told her that Mom and I
love each other but we haven't been intimate.  A physical relationship
didn't seem possible but my aunt assured me she could arrange it.

   As if to seal the deal, she leaned over and kissed me while caressing my
chest and stomach.  "I'll have you fucking your mother in a week.  Don't
worry about a thing.  Right now though, you need to get ready to go home to
your future lover."

   While I was getting dressed, she explained what I had to tell my mother
to initiate her seduction.  She didn't say much more about the plan,
probably so it wouldn't look like it was rehearsed when we went through
with it.  When finished, I kissed my aunt tenderly and again told her how
much I'd enjoyed the week with her.  I went home to find my mom on the
couch reading a book.  After throwing my work shorts in my room, I went out
to talk with her.

   We talked about current events and how much I had got done at her
sister's place.  She asked how much money I had made and I told her I'd got
a thousand from her.  She was surprised but knew my aunt was wealthy and
could afford to help out her favorite nephew.  Figuring the timing was
good, I began the first part of the plan as instructed by my aunt.

   "The money is nice, but not enough to enable me to go to the local
college where I'd rather go.  Even staying and eating at home, I'm short of
money as the tuition is so high.  I was talking to Aunt Brenda about this
and she said there's a church pilot program they're offering that pays out
a five thousand dollar scholarship to eligible college students."

   She seemed excited to hear this and replied, "Nice, that sounds perfect.
You should apply.  How much time does it take and what does it involve?"

   "That's the problem, Mom.  It's only a week long, a few hours a day, but
it requires your participation."

   Her excitement went away as she heard the news.  "You know I don't like
all that church stuff.  Prayers and singing, that isn't for me.  Isn't
there a way to do it by yourself?"

   "I didn't think you'd like it.  I told Aunt Brenda you probably wouldn't
do it.  It's not a big deal anyway, Mom.  I'm not even sure we'd qualify.
It might be best this way, so I can go to the other University and you can
get some peace and quiet without me being around."

   She seemed genuinely sad at this point but didn't respond.  It looked
like she was trying to figure out some way to solve this without getting
involved with the church.  I was hoping she would change her mind and agree
to participate but she didn't.  We talked about other matters before we
retired to our rooms for the night.

   I didn't sleep much that night knowing I wasn't going to be with my aunt
for another week or so and now I blew the first part of my aunt's plan to
seduce my mother.  I finally got some sleep and when up, I went into the
kitchen to find Mom preparing us a nice breakfast.  She was smiling and
cheerful, probably due to starting a two-week vacation.

   "Mike, I've been thinking about your college of choice and my sister's
suggestion.  I don't think it'd hurt for us to go down and talk to her
about it.  Maybe we can arrange it so you could go through whatever
requirements they have to get a partial scholarship.  It won't hurt to
ask."

   "Great, Mom.  I'll let you talk to her for setting up a time.  I'm not
sure what her schedule is today," I told her, knowing my aunt was probably
sitting by the phone waiting for a call.  I was more than surprised I
successfully pulled off my part of the plan.  The rest was up to my aunt.

   We ate breakfast before calling Aunt Brenda.  She told us to meet her
after lunch.  That gave us a few hours to work on Mom's project list.  At
the appointed time, Mom told me we should dress up since it was for the
church.  I put on some business casual pants and a nice shirt and went out
to walk with my mother down to my aunt's place.  She was wearing the same
skirt when she came into the garden yesterday.  Her blouse was not real
tight and I could tell she was wearing a bra, as usual.  Her breasts were
larger than my aunt's so I doubt if she went braless that often.

   When we arrived, my aunt was dressed conservatively.  I had to laugh
under my breath, knowing how slutty she could be.  My mother and aunt
hugged as usual and kissed each other on the cheek.  My aunt said hello to
me, not hugging or getting too close to me, probably worried I might
instinctively grab her breasts or ass.

   My aunt had two chairs set up facing another chair so she could easily
talk to both of us.  We all sat down and she began her spiel.  "I'm so
excited to tell you about this program offered by the church.  There are
only three pilot programs in the US and I was lucky to secure one of them.
It only takes an hour a day and will probably only take a week for both of
you to finish.  I wanted to help Mikey out with his education, so I fought
hard for it."

   My mother had the same look as when a salesman is trying to sell her
something.  She soon replied with the same concerns she gave me.  "Sis, I
appreciate how you were thinking of Mike's education, but you know I don't
go to church and do not like the typical church activities.  Can't you say
we went through the program or just use Mike and leave me out of it?"

   My aunt quickly replied, "I know you don't like that sort of stuff, Bev,
but this is different.  This isn't a strictly religious program.  It
concentrates on the core principles of the situation and does not involve
the normal church protocols.  You two will only meet with me each day and I
promise I'm not going to make you pray or do any of the things you'd do at
church.  I have a specific checklist to go through, designed by a team of
researchers so it's scientific in that respect.  If you feel it's not
right, you can quit."

   I could see Mom's attitude improving, hearing this information. 
Thankfully, she said, "That doesn't sound too bad.  I wanted to do some fun
things with Mike anyway during my vacation.  Tell me what we'll be doing
and when we can start."

   Brenda began to recite out her rehearsed story, "Excellent, Bev!  The
church feels family relationships have deteriorated and has funded a lot of
research on some of the core problems.  What they discovered are
mother-daughter relationships are solid and long-lasting.  On the other
hand, they found mother-son relationships did not last much beyond when the
son turns twenty or so.  Their research showed that sons do not bond as
well as daughters and as a result, sons split apart from their mothers
resulting in a weaker family unit.  They also found that this behavior is
carried into the son's future family, making it weaker as well.  So the
program solely focuses on improving the mother-son relationship."

   Mom frowned again and replied, "That doesn't apply to Mike and me.  We
have a wonderful relationship.  I think we're stronger than most because
it's just been us growing up together and surviving the odds.  I don't see
how we'd fit in this program."

   Brenda had a response ready.  "You and Mikey do have a good
relationship, but both of you unconsciously put up barriers you don't know
exist.  This is natural because of the male-female relationship.  In order
to keep sexual tensions at bay, couples will put up defenses to keep the
other person distant."

   Mom quickly rebutted, "That sounds like nonsense.  I definitely don't
have any sexual feelings toward Mike and there is no reason to put up
defenses.  We have a fine relationship."

   Brenda reached over and grabbed Mom's hands in hers and told her,
"Remember when you came in today and we hugged and kissed each other's
cheeks?  Let me demonstrate something." She reached over and grabbed my
hand and placed it on Mom's arm, guiding it up and down.

   Goosebumps instantly popped up on her arm, demonstrating the effect. 
Aunt Brenda was quick to comment, "See, this happened because you two
rarely touch, not because you don't love each other but because of
unconscious sexual posturing.  When was the last time Mikey kissed you on
the cheek as we did?  It's a fact that sons and mothers have a more
stressed relationship.  This program is designed to separate the sexual
aspect out of the relationship by desensitizing each other."

   Mom pulled her arm away from my hand as if it was burning and it
appeared she was accepting some of the fabrication my aunt was spinning. 
She surprised me when she said, "I guess I can see your point.  We rarely
touch.  I haven't thought much about it, just too busy raising Mike to
notice.  I guess I might have inadvertently harmed our relationship.  When
can we begin?"

   My smiling aunt happily replied, "Right away.  We might as well start
today.  The guidelines are simple.  I go through my list to help each of
you desensitize.  We don't expect an instantaneous result.  I show you the
method for each step and then both of you have to practice and continue at
home.  The following day I meet with each of you separately for a few
minutes to check on your progress.  We meet privately so one won't
influence the other.  The pace will be determined on how fast you get past
each point."

   My mom was eager to get through the checklist.  She tried to speed thing
up.  "Okay, let's get this show on the road."

   Brenda explained the first step by telling me to move my hand up and
down my mother's arms, squeezing once in awhile, maintaining as much
physical contact as possible.  I held my mother's hand with my left hand as
I ran my right hand up and down her arm.  Her sleeves came down her arms a
few inches but it was loose enough I could run my hand up to her armpit.  I
squeezed the top part of her arm noting how smooth and firm it was.  I
repeated with the other arm.  Goosebumps appeared on her arm at first but
went away after the third or fourth stroke.  Emboldened, I went higher and
lightly ran my fingers near her armpit to tickle her which caused her to
squirm and giggle.

   When it was Mom's turn, she repeated what I had done.  It felt great
having her caress my arms.  She finished and pulled her hands away,
awaiting further instructions from my aunt.  My aunt directed us to stand
and hug each other.  We both got up and it was awkward as we hadn't held
each other for quite some time.  We embraced and held on tight.  I could
feel her bra-encased breasts pushing into my chest and the result was my
prick was quickly getting uncomfortable in my pants.  After a few minutes,
my aunt told us to kiss each other on the neck.  She explained that the
skin is the main area to desensitize and studies have shown lips on skin
accelerate the process.

   I didn't wait for Mom.  I immediately kissed her neck opening my mouth
and grabbing some of her firm flesh in my lips.  I could smell the scent of
her perfume and shampoo as I feasted on her neck.  I released my mouth and
Mom kissed me in the same manner.  I was surprised when she also opened her
lips as if she was going to give me a hickey.  All too soon, she backed off
as we separated from our hug.

   Aunt Brenda seemed pleased with our progress and commended us for
advancing so fast.  She told us that the first day was finished, but we had
to continue these first two procedures at home until she felt we were
comfortable enough to proceed.  She arranged to meet us again tomorrow
afternoon.

   Mom and my aunt continued to talk for a few minutes.  After they said
their goodbyes, Mom took my hand and led me outside to go home.  She
continued to hold my hand as we walked home.  Once we got inside, she
explained her unusual affectionate hand-holding.  "Mike, we need to comply
with her so we can go through this as fast as possible.  Holding hands with
your mother didn't kill you, did it?"

   I cheerfully replied, "No, Mom.  It was nice.  I'll do whatever it takes
to get this scholarship.  I'd like to go to the local college rather than
go across state." I hugged her as before and kissed her neck as soon as we
coupled.  I think it took her by surprise, but she didn't back off and
returned the kiss on my neck.  I couldn't believe how well my aunt's plan
was working.

   For the rest of the day, we worked on our project list, touching and
rubbing each other's arms when we could and hugged several times.  After
our showers, we watched some TV in our robes.  When we retired to our
rooms, we hugged again and unbelievably, Mom was still wearing a bra.  I
thought, 'Does this woman ever let them go natural?'

   The next day we continued working around the house until it was time to
meet with Brenda.  My aunt had us demonstrate our progress by having us
stroke each other's arms and once satisfied, she told us about the next
step.  She explained to us that we'd each be assigned to one of her guest
bedrooms.

   At the start of the session, she'll come in and question each of us
individually on our progress and afterward the rest of the procedure would
be conducted in her master bedroom.  She explained it'd be big enough to
accommodate all of us and private enough in case some snoopy neighbor or
church administrator decides to show up unannounced.

   She showed Mom to her room and directed me to the other spare bedroom.
Once my aunt and I were in my assigned room, she asked me how it went the
first night.  I relayed to her how we did touch and hug several times and
also my dismay at Mom still wearing a bra under her robe.  She took it all
in and nodded with approval and told me she needed to go see Mom before she
got suspicious.  She told me to get undressed, put on the robe and go to
the master bedroom.

   I was in her bedroom for only five minutes when they strode in.  Mom was
wearing the same type of robe.  Our two chairs were placed so we'd be
facing each other.  We sat down and my aunt wasted no time in explaining
the next step.  She told me to start at my mother's foot, proceed upward,
rubbing and massaging her leg up to her knee and repeat for the other.

   I quickly picked up Mom's foot and gave her a foot massage to start.  I
stroked up toward her knee on the top part of her leg.  It felt smooth but
hard as the bone was close to the surface.  Moving to the back, softer part
of her leg, I stroked back down.  I did this several times and a couple of
times squeezed her firm calf.  It felt hot to the touch.  I repeated it on
her other leg.  It only took ten minutes but it was the highlight of my
day.

   After I was finished, Mom picked up my leg and did the same thing, not
waiting for my aunt to instruct her.  Her fingers felt so nice running up
and down my legs.  She'd open and close her fingers around my leg hair,
pulling on it.  When finished, she lowered my leg to the floor and patted
me on the knees.

   My aunt continued to the next step telling me to start at my mom's knee
and go halfway up her thigh.  She instructed me to move my hands under her
robe and not to push the material further up.  Placing both hands on her
left knee, I ran my hands up her thigh, tightly holding and squeezing her
firm, smooth flesh.  My earlier comparison was right.  Her thighs were
leaner than my aunt's.  Four inches past her knee my mother gasped for
breath like she was shocked.  I stopped but did not let go.

   Brenda noticed and explained, "Don't worry, Bev.  It's natural to react
like that.  Remember, it's skin, like arm skin.  There's nothing special
about it.  You haven't been touched there for awhile so it's overly
sensitive.  That's the whole point of this procedure, to desensitize your
skin.  Try to relax and it'll soon be the same as when you rubbed each
other's arms."

   My mom nodded and I continued squeezing and progressing up her thigh.  I
went higher than my aunt instructed but was still three or four inches away
from her crotch.  I did the same to her other thigh and she again sucked in
her breath when I first progressed up her thigh.

   After I was done, Mom did the same to me.  I quickly learned why she
sucked in her breath.  It was stimulating having someone stroke and squeeze
your thigh.  Her delicate fingers felt so good massaging my legs and as
usual, I was hard most of the time.  Fortunately, the robe covered any
evidence of my excitement.

   We finished and my aunt explained to us it may be difficult to practice
at home unless we wore shorts.  If we didn't want to do that, we'd have to
spend more time at her place desensitizing our legs.  She told us to stand
and hug each other.  As soon as we were up, Mother pulled me tight to her
body.  I knew right away she was braless as I could feel her squishy
breasts flatten out on my chest even though there were two layers of cloth
between us.

   After a few minutes of bonding, Brenda told me to kiss her neck as
before and while maintaining lip contact, move to her cheek.  Gladly
obeying her instructions, I lightly sucked her neck flesh, sliding my lips
to the side of her face.  After I finished, Mom immediately replicated my
actions.  This was progressing well.  I figured it was over for the day,
but my aunt had another surprise for us.

   She explained that the lips were very sensitive and we needed to start
working more on desensitizing them.  She carefully instructed us that we
needed to place our lips together.

   Mom immediately retorted, "You want me to kiss my son on the lips?  That
seems over the top."

   My aunt quickly replied, "Don't associate it with a kiss.  It's a form
of skin contact.  Don't think of it as sexual.  That's what we're trying to
remove from the relationship.  It's not uncommon for families to kiss each
other on the lips."

   My Mom seemed convinced of the explanation and moved her head toward
mine.  I wasted no time in planting my mouth on hers so she wouldn't have
the chance to back out.  Pressing our lips together for the first time was
having an effect on my overzealous prick.  We remained that way for several
minutes before my mom backed off.  She didn't look unhappy; in fact, I
thought I detected a smile and a lust in her eyes I hadn't seen before.

   Once done, my aunt directed us back to our rooms to get dressed as were
done for the day.  We headed out for home and this time Mom interlaced her
arm with mine and held my hand as we walked home.  She was cheerfully
elated and we had a good talk on the way home.

   Inside our house, Mom suggested we put on shorts so we could continue
our assigned homework.  I put on the same silk gym shorts I had worn at my
aunt's and went out to help clean house.  She came out of her bedroom and
it had been a long time since I had seen her in shorts.  I could clearly
see what I was stroking earlier.  Her legs had curves that weren't evident
before.  I wanted to run over and grab them, but I didn't want to act too
aggressive.

   We did some more items on the list, gently touching each other's legs
and arms whenever we were close.  I was careful to not go too high on her
thigh so as not to scare her off.  After awhile she suggested we take a
break in the living room and watch some TV.  She brought in some drinks and
sat on the couch and patted the cushion beside her, indicating where I
should sit.  It was very close to her and when I sat down, our bare legs
were touching each other.

   Not five minutes had passed when Mom placed her hand on my knee nearest
to her and stroked my thigh.  I wasn't sure if I should wait or not, when
Mom leaned over and whispered, "Go ahead, Mikey.  Start rubbing.  We need
to get this out of the way so we can get closer to finishing up and get you
that scholarship."

   I gladly reached over and began to slowly run my hand up and down her
thigh.  When I was a couple of inches below her crotch, I lowered my hand
to the underside of her thigh and slowly went back down.  Her flesh was so
hot and smooth, I felt my hand was burning up.  Every few minutes, I'd stop
and lightly squeeze her firm flesh.

   After a half hour of stroking, Mom yawned and said it was time to retire
for the night.  We both got up and Mom hugged me tightly.  I noticed she
was still not wearing a bra.  After a tight hug, Mom brought her face to
mine and kissed me.  She wasn't as motionless this time and moved her lips
around.  They were moist and it was a loving tender kiss.  When finished,
we parted and went to our rooms.

   The next day we did some gardening and when it came time to go down to
my aunt's, Mom told me we should change to more appropriate clothing so our
conservative neighbors wouldn't get alarmed at seeing us.  I threw on some
pants and Mom came out in a dress.  We walked down and after the usual
chit-chat between sisters, we were instructed to go to our rooms and put on
our robes.

   Aunt Brenda briefly visited each of us to see how we progressed.  When I
told her how Mom was going braless, she smiled and told me she confided to
her yesterday that it made me uncomfortable feeling the bra and was getting
me sexually aroused.  She was proud of herself it worked that easily.

   We all met in the master bedroom where Mom and I hugged and quickly
kissed before we sat down on our chairs to demonstrate how we could stroke
each other's legs without too much discomfort.

   Satisfied with our progress, my aunt instructed us to stand up, face
each other, pull the blindfolds out of our robe pockets and put them on. 
We both must have looked puzzled, so my aunt explained, "The blindfolds are
to stop visual stimulation for the next steps.  It's easier to desensitize
skin contact if you aren't visually stimulated at the same time.  You'll
see what I mean in a few minutes."

   The blindfolds were the soft cloth type used for sleeping and were not
uncomfortable.  My aunt continued with her instructions, "Okay, both of you
are blindfolded, don't be alarmed but I have to remove your robes for the
next step." I could hear her take Mom's robe off so I shrugged mine off to
save time.  She took my hands and directed them on either side of Mom's
waist.  Mom was taken aback and sucked in her breath.  She laughingly said,
"Wow, you need to raise the temperature in this room or warm his hands up."
We all laughed as I squeezed her waist, feeling it jiggle with her
laughter.

   My aunt instructed me to run my hands to her back and stroke up and
down. My hands immediately glided up her bare flesh.  As my arms went up, I
wondered how close my chest was to her bare breasts jutting out.  I was
careful not to go up too high.  After I had gone up and down several times,
my aunt directed me to move to my mom's front, touching her stomach and
move up to the bottom of her ribcage.

   I ran my warmed up hands around on her flat tight stomach, up to the
bottom of her ribs.  I could feel her wonderful shapely waist I had only
fantasized about before.  After a few minutes, I withdrew my hands and my
aunt placed my mom's hands on my waist.  She did the same to me and I
noticed her hands were not cold as mine had been but were hot and felt
electrifying as she went up and down my spine.  She went to the front and
ended by holding my waist and playfully gave me a light squeeze.

   My aunt was happy at our progress and assisted us in putting our robes
back on, informing us we could remove our blindfolds.  I wondered if I was
blushing as much as my mother and wondered if it was from our contact or
the fact her bare breasts were exposed to her sister.  We were told to
complete our session with a hug and kiss.  Anticipating this request we
were hugging by the time my aunt finished her request.

   We lightly kissed and when we were done, I could see that same lust in
her eyes I had observed yesterday.  Aunt Brenda took this moment to further
our lesson when she instructed, "Kiss each other but open your mouths this
time and run your tongue across each other's lips.  The tongue is one of
the most sensitive organs."

   I thought Mom would put up an argument at this point but instead, she
wrapped her arms around me and planted her mouth on mine.  We attempted to
do as instructed but our tongues kept colliding, which was causing me to
get hard as stone.  After several minutes of essentially french-kissing my
beautiful mother, we came apart, eyes keeping contact, silently
communicating our love for each other.  I was deep in love with my mother
and it was hard to hide it.

   After Aunt Brenda congratulated us on how we were rapidly progressing
toward our goal and said we could continue tomorrow.  Mom disagreed and
told her we needed to advance to the next step so we could conclude earlier
than planned.  Aunt Brenda relented and said we'd need to remove the robes
again to continue.

   Mom said that wouldn't be necessary.  We could just put on the
blindfolds and reach in the robes.  After our eyes were covered, Brenda
placed Mom's hands on my waist and she immediately began to caress my back.
When she got to the front, my aunt guided her hands up my chest to my
shoulders and back down rubbing my nipples along the way.

   Her hands were smooth, barely touching my skin as if it was hot to the
touch.  It was a sensually, gentle stroking.  When finished and my hands
were placed on Mom's waist I immediately went up and down her back, quickly
wanting to finish so I could move to the front.  I was breathing heavily as
I anticipated holding my mother's breasts for the first time.  I moved to
the front and concentrated on her smooth midriff and slowly rose up to her
chest.  All at once, Mom exclaimed, "Stop!"

   I froze, not knowing what was wrong.  She sternly said, "We've gone far
enough.  I don't want to continue."

   She backed off and I could tell she was closing her robe.  I'm sure my
aunt was taken aback from this development.  I closed my robe and Mom had
her blindfold off when I removed mine.  She did look perturbed as she
ordered, "I'm going to my room.  Michael, get dressed and meet me at the
door." She turned and left.

   My look of disappointment was apparent, not because I never got to feel
my mom's breasts, but I was afraid our relationship had deteriorated beyond
repair.  My aunt interrupted my thoughts.  "Don't worry, Mikey.  She'll be
fine."

   I didn't share her assessment and told her that we may have blown it by
going too fast.  She told me the way my mom has looked and talked about me
the last few years has convinced her that my mom is in love with me and her
lust has surfaced to a point where she's ready to pursue a physical
relationship.  She told me she thought Mom was probably breaking it off so
she can continue her own seduction at home.

   That conclusion never occurred to me.  Could Mom have ideas to seduce
me?

   My aunt was not giving up on her plan.  My aunt told me in order to turn
her around I would have to refrain from any further touching and kissing.
She also instructed me to act depressed and avoid joining her in daily
activities.  When finished, she reached into my robe, firmly clamped onto
my hard prick, jacking it up and down and murmured, "Don't worry, we'll
still have this in your mother within a week.  Get dressed and meet your
mother before she gets suspicious."

   I met Mom at the door and held her hand so she wouldn't have the chance
to interlace her arm with mine.  Mom was still friendly enough with my aunt
when departing and it seemed as nothing was wrong.  I was still worried
about mom's prior reaction, so I tried to approach the subject on the walk
home.  I told her I was sorry if I had done something to upset her.  She
assured me I did nothing wrong and she felt the program had gone long
enough and it was time to stop.

   We got home and went to our rooms.  When I came out, I noticed Mom had
changed into shorts while I had kept my jeans on.  I guess she wanted to
continue where we left off, but I stuck with my aunt's instructions and
refrained from getting close enough for casual touching and eventually told
her I needed to retire to my room.  She stepped closer for a hug and a
kiss, but I turned and went to my room before she could reach me.  I
noticed a look of disappointment on her face before I turned.

   The next morning I was greeted by my mother, once again dressed in
shorts.  She wouldn't let me escape this time and hugged me.  I didn't hold
her tight and quickly separated.  Pulling back, I didn't give her a chance
to kiss me.

   Remaining her cheerful self, Mom chirped, "What do you want to do today,
Mike?  It looks like it's going to a beautiful day.  Maybe we can take a
walk."

   Needing an excuse to keep my distance from her, I sorrowfully replied,
"Sorry, Mom.  I don't have time today.  I have to visit the library to
research more scholarship opportunities for State College.  Without that
money, I won't be able to afford the local university."

   A look of sadness and understanding came over her as she said, "Oh dear.
I forgot that once we quit the program, you wouldn't get your scholarship.
I screwed that up.  I'm so sorry."

   "That's fine, Mom.  I don't want to continue if it makes you
uncomfortable.  I'll be fine at State and I'll still be able to come home
once or twice a year.  I need to go now.  See you later."

   I turned and left but not before I saw the turmoil my mother was going
through.  If she had any plans to seduce me, that opportunity was gone and
I think she realized she had probably lost me.

   I hung around with friends most of the day and sent Mom a message I was
going to be late coming home as it was taking longer than I thought.  When
I arrived back late, Mom greeted me, visibly upset.  She asked me whether I
had a problem with her, as it appeared as if I was avoiding her on purpose
now.

   "No, Mom.  Not at all," I replied, "I have a lot on my mind and Aunt
Brenda told me before we left yesterday I needed to revert back to our
previous level of affection."

   Mom exclaimed, "She said that?  Well, I'm going to have a talk with her
right now.  Get a good night's sleep and we'll talk in the morning."

   I went to my room but left the door open a crack and I could hear Mom
talking to my aunt over the phone.  She didn't sound mad, but Mom was
questioning my aunt about what she told me.  I heard Mom tell my aunt we'd
be there in the morning.  I quietly shut my door, hoping we could get back
on course.

   Mom was in her dress the next morning and as we ate she told me we
needed to go meet Aunt Brenda when we were done.  We talked over breakfast
and I could tell Mom was in a better mood.  After we finished eating, we
went down the street to meet my aunt.

   After their usual greeting, Mom asked her right away why she told me to
act differently.  My aunt explained that in previous trials when the
program was stopped before the natural conclusion, possible harm could
occur to the son because his stimulation is high and he is not fully
desensitized.  She explained how it can affect him in the future and he may
end up resenting his mother.

   "That makes sense, Sis,"Mom said.  "It was just so abrupt, it shocked
me. It wouldn't have hurt to tell me the reason before we left.  After all,
it was your fault I stopped.  I didn't think it was appropriate that my son
was going to fondle my breasts."

   "That wasn't going to happen," my aunt replied.  "I was going to stop
him below your breasts.  We have strict guidelines on how much a son can
touch his mother.  It has happened in some of the trials but now we require
two acts of permission from the mother, a vocal and a physical form of
approval.  The central rule of this program is the mother must be in full
control and must approve of any questionable practices."

   My mother bought into it and she became much more relaxed.  She agreed
to continue the program and expressed her desire to finish before next week
so we can finalize my college plans.  On Mom's approval, we continued.  We
went to our rooms, changed into our robes and met in the master bedroom.

   My aunt didn't waste time having us work on the legs or arms, proceeding
directly to the blindfolds.  We picked up where we left off as Mom massaged
my back and stomach.  On my turn, I only went up to her ribcage on the
front, my aunt stopping my hands, proving to Mom that was what she had
intended to do yesterday.  After we closed our robes, we kissed as my aunt
instructed, connecting our tongues together.  Both Mom and I both
progressed further, seeking each other's mouths.

   When we pulled apart, Brenda instructed us for the next phase.  "I want
you to kiss, but move your tongues inside each other's mouth.  This will
allow for both lip and tongue desensitizing." We quickly embraced and
french-kissed, not needing to be sly anymore.  Both of us were breathing
heavily through our noses, which I'm sure my aunt couldn't miss.  After
kissing for several minutes, my aunt told us she thought we'd done enough
for today and we could continue tomorrow.

   Once again my mother insisted on progressing further, resulting in my
aunt proceeding to the next step.  She told us to put on our blindfolds and
helped us remove our robes, explaining that the next step would be the
final skin desensitizing step.  She told us to follow her instructions and
she'd guide us through the procedure.

   I felt her grab my hard prick and raise it vertically against my
stomach. Her other hand was on my back pushing me closer to my mother.  I
slowly inched forward with the pressure of her hand.  I knew I was close to
my mother.  I could feel the heat from her body.  I was surprised I wasn't
pushing into her breasts at this point.

   She eased off my back and I stopped.  She let go of my stiff prick and
it only dropped an inch to land on Mom's soft stomach.  Before Mom could
say anything, my aunt put her hands on both our backs, pushing us together.
We collided and I could hear my mom exhale as her bare breasts squashed
against my chest.

   Before either of us could say anything, Brenda explained, "This is
called the body meld.  It's designed to connect as much skin as possible.
Wrap your arms around each other and position your legs so you get maximum
contact.  We encircled each other with our arms as instructed and I shifted
my legs so we were intertwined.  My hard cock was pressed into her stomach
and her large breasts completely covered my chest.  I could feel her
nipples becoming stiff, but not near as hard as my cock.

   My mother asked, "Sis, I thought Mike wasn't allowed to touch my breasts
until I gave approval and also, I can feel his penis pressing against me.
Is this really part of the program?"

   "Yes, think of everything as skin to skin.  He only needs permission to
touch your breasts with his hands.  Don't view it as sexual, meld into each
other and feel each other's aura.  The meld is essential to bonding and
shouldn't be associated with sex at all."

   My mom didn't make any more objections and I got the feeling she was
enjoying the close contact.  She hugged tighter and moved her legs so we'd
have more contact.  Both our temperatures were escalating and I could feel
my mother's breathing becoming calmer, her muscles more relaxed than
normal. I held on tighter as we were both enjoying the melding procedure.

   Her hard nipples burning into my chest along with her hot body pressed
to me was keeping me hard.  I didn't know how long I could last.  My mother
broke it off and backed away.  The cold air rushed in and my hard-on was
given a reprieve.

   Aunt Brenda wasted no time in progressing.  "Remember how I told you
that this program holds the mother as the core part of the project and as
such, she doesn't have the same restrictions as the son?  She doesn't need
to get prior approval.  This act will demonstrate the concept."

   I felt my aunt grab my still hard prick and hold it up with her left
hand.  With her right hand, she guided my mom's left hand and placed it
open palmed on my ball sack.  I'm not sure if it was reflex or not but Mom
immediately cupped my balls and began massaging them.  My aunt guided my
mom's right hand and placed it on my prick.  There was no mistake, it
wasn't an involuntary reaction this time.  She wrapped her long delicate
fingers around my shaft and began exploring its length.  After several
times up and down my pole, she wrapped her hand around my blood engorged
head.  She twisted it like she was trying to unscrew it from my shaft.  I
was visibility panting and was trying to limit my groaning.

   My bloated prick-head leaked precum, coating my mom's hand, making it
more sensitive.  When I thought I was going to come, my aunt pulled my
mom's hands away from my steel-hard prick.  My mom tried to convince my
aunt to continue more lessons but my aunt said we couldn't proceed any
further because of my over-stimulated condition.

   My mom agreed, probably because her hand was covered with my precum. 
Aunt Brenda told us we wouldn't be able to do this at home and we should
wait until tomorrow to proceed any further.  My mom was elated when Aunt
Brenda told us we could probably finish the program in two more days if
everything went smoothly.  She told us once she felt we were comfortable
with the body meld, there were only two more conditions that needed to be
met to fulfill the contract for the scholarship.

   We went to our rooms, got dressed and met at the door.  This time Mom
hugged and kissed my aunt as if she was grateful for all she was doing and
we left on a cheerful note.  She wrapped her arm around my back and held
firmly to my waist so I did the same.  We walked home more like lovers
rather than a mom and her son.  Her earlier concerns about the neighbors
were not mentioned as we discussed my college plans.  We talked about
commuting together since my college would be close to her workplace and how
we'd be able to eat lunch together.

   At home, we went into my room and discussed ways of modifying it to turn
it into a study room.  After eating, we watched TV for awhile.  We didn't
practice any touching tonight, sitting as close as we could together.  Less
than thirty minutes later, Mom said we should take our showers and retire.
I was drying off when I heard a light knock on my door.  "Mike, could you
cover up and open the door."

   "Sure, Mom." I slipped on my robe and opened the door to see Mom
standing in her robe fresh out of her shower.  Handing me her sleeping
blindfold, she instructed me to put it on.

   She explained, "I want to practice the meld again so we can pass
tomorrow and hopefully finish early so we can have fun doing other things
for the rest of my vacation.  I only have one blindfold, but I promise not
to look and we'll stay close so there won't be any incidents."

   She moved up to me and right after I put on my blindfold, I could feel
her undo my robe belt and push my robe to the side.  Evidently, she had
done the same as she immediately wrapped her arms around me, pulling me
into her near naked body.  My hard prick was trapped at a sideways angle on
her stomach and I could feel my balls rubbing against her panties.  Her
breasts were again mashed against my chest and I had to pull her hard to me
to touch our stomachs as her breasts were creating a gap on the underside.

   It was another exquisite moment with my mother.  Her body was so smooth
and hot against my skin and I could smell the faint scent of her bath soap.
I felt her relax as our breathing matched each other.  Cheeks pressed
together, I leaned down and pressed my open lips on her neck, gently
sucking, not enough to make a hickey.  Her breathing increased and she
hugged me tighter.  When I thought we might ignite from the heat, my mom
backed off.  I heard her pulling her robe together before she closed mine
and told me it was okay to remove my blindfold.

   I expected her to be blushing but she wasn't.  She had a cheerful smile
and her eyes locked with mine.  She ended it with, "Well, I think that
should satisfy Brenda that we're ready to advance.  And to think she
thought we wouldn't be able to practice.  While we're at it I'd like to
exercise my motherly prerogative."

   I wasn't sure what she meant but soon found out as she reached in my
robe and firmly grabbed my prick.  She stroked it up and down as she looked
lustfully in my eyes.  When her hand reached the top, she grabbed my head
and twisted it as before.  As she slowly stroked back down, I leaned down
and tenderly kissed her.  It quickly progressed to an open mouth kiss.  Her
hand rapidly stroked and squeezed my cock as our kiss progressed to a
tongue battle.  Leaking profusely, her stroking was making obscene noises
as her hand sloshed up and down my juicy shaft.  When Mom sensed I was
ready to come, she withdrew her hand and ended the kiss.

   Giving me a light hug, she said goodnight.  I went to my room and
quickly finished what Mom had started.  I wondered if she was doing the
same.  I slept well that night and could hardly wait to get down to my
aunt's to continue.  We finished the items on Mom's list and headed down
for one of our last steps in the fake church program.

   Aunt Brenda greeted us in the usual manner and I noticed her attire had
changed.  Instead of the conservative dress, she was wearing the floral
patterned mini-skirt and the open blouse she had worn during our week of
fucking.  Mom commented on how nice she looked, not hinting it was slutty.

   My aunt replied, "Well, we're almost at completion and I'm so much more
comfortable with these clothes and I didn't want you to be the only
beautiful woman Mikey is staring at in the room." They both laughed and we
proceeded to our rooms to get ready.

   My aunt visited each of us to question us.  When she arrived in my room
she wanted to know everything that had happened.  I told her about the body
meld and afterward when Mom stroked my prick while we french-kissed.  She
was elated and surprised Mom had done that.  Thinking out loud she said, "I
think we have her now.  She's hooked on your prick and I think I know how
we can proceed at a faster pace.  This is working out so well!"

   "The faster, the better," I said as I ran my hand up her leg and
confirmed my suspicions she wasn't wearing panties as I squeezed her bare
cunt lips.

   She exclaimed, "Damn, that feels so good.  I've missed you so much,
Mikey.  I wish we had more time but we need to get to the room before your
mom gets suspicious."

   We all met in the master bedroom and I noticed the chairs had been
pushed to the walls so it looked like we'd be standing today.  We
demonstrated how comfortable we were french-kissing.  My aunt approved and
instructed us to proceed with the body meld to see if we could advance to
the next step.  It felt wonderful to again hold my mother like this and we
were hugging each other as much as possible, shifting our legs to maximize
our skin contact.  I held her tight with one arm and moved my free hand up
and down her back.

   Much too soon, my aunt instructed us to pull apart as she was satisfied
with our progress.  She told us to repeat the back and midriff massage.  I
was first and when I was done, Mom began.  I felt her hands getting lower
and closer to my stiff prick.  Her fingers were separated going through my
pubic hairs.  I was anticipating the firm grasp of my prick when my aunt
grabbed her arms and pulled her away.

   "We don't really allow that much intimate touching.  I allowed you to do
it yesterday to prove the point of the mother having rights that sons
don't," my aunt said, explaining her actions.

   I couldn't see the disappointment on my mom's face, but I could hear it
in her voice when she replied, "Sis, I'm not sure how this is any different
from the other contact we've done.  You did say it's skin touching skin and
it shouldn't matter that much."

   "You're right and I'm glad to hear you're getting away from the sexual
innuendos and progressing toward the more mature family bonding, but you
set the parameters when you didn't want your son to touch your breasts," my
aunt replied.  I could plainly see her plan now.  She was using Mom's love
of fondling my cock to advance the seduction.

   There was a moment of silence, probably due to my mom thinking of a
response.  She softly spoke, "You're right, it's not much different.  I
don't see any reason why my son shouldn't be afforded the same right."

   Sounding elated, my aunt explained to her that if she wanted to
continue, she'd need to give verbal and physical approval.

   My mom softly whispered, "Mike, you have my permission to touch my
breasts, but please be gentle.  They're sensitive and haven't been touched
by a man for a long time.  Sis, I've given vocal approval, how do I give
physical approval?"

   My aunt didn't answer but took my mom's hands and guided them to the
backs of mine.  Moving them to Mom's bare waist, she guided us up toward
her breasts.  When we were directly under Mom's mounds, Brenda released her
hands.  Needing no more help from her sister, Mom continued to raise my
hands until they were cupping her meaty tits.  She squeezed my hands,
indicating it was okay to do the same.

   Wasting no time, I mauled her precious treasures.  I could tell they
were larger than my aunt's but still did not sag.  I was harder than ever
as I moved to her nipples and encircled them with my fingers.  She let out
a yelp as I fingered her nipples until they were filled with blood and
firmly pointing out.

   I teased her sensitive nubs, gently tugging and twisting both of them.
She released her hands from mine and immediately reached down and grasped
my stiff prick.  She wasted no time in exploring every square inch again as
if it was a brand new experience for her.  We still had on our blindfolds,
so I couldn't see what I was fondling, but my fingers were painting a
perfect picture in my mind.  I would alternate between squeezing her fleshy
mounds to twisting her nipples.

   I could tell from her reaction that her nipples were as sensitive as my
aunt's as she groaned and squirmed when I teased them.  She twisted on the
head of my hard prick at the same time I teased her nipples.  She'd go back
to a loving stroke when I released her nipples to squeeze her tit flesh. 
We were both breathing heavily and groaning as we pleasured each other.

   My aunt interrupted our incestuous coupling.  "Okay, we're almost at
completion.  You two have done a great job.  There is one more thing I need
to check before the final step."

   I couldn't see what was happening but my aunt reached up and removed my
mom's blindfold without saying anything to me.  We were still caressing
each other and there was a moment of silence before I felt mom's hands
release my greasy prick.  The next thing I knew, my blindfold was removed.
Mom was smiling at me with her blindfold off.  My aunt was off to the side
and I could see Mom holding my blindfold.  She had taken it off.  She
locked onto my eyes and once again latched on to my prick with her hands.

   When she glanced down, I got the feeling she wanted me to follow suit. I
could see her beautiful breasts protruding out with my hands holding them.
Going lower, I saw her hands wrapped around my prick but more riveting was
my mother's beautiful curvaceous body.  I was disappointed to see she still
had on panties but overjoyed to see the rest of her.  I lowered my hands to
trace her curvy waist before moving back up her smooth skin.

   "You're beautiful, Mom.  I can't believe how hot you look!"

   My smiling aunt chirped, "Perfect, you passed one of the final tests of
the program.  Bev, you removed your son's blindfold with no persuading,
indicating you completely trust your son.  The mother-son bonding
checkpoints are almost complete."

   "Almost?" my mother quietly replied, with lust in her voice as she
stroked my cock.

   My aunt continued, "Yes, the only step left is more of a memory
recollection than anything.  Do you know what the most significant bonding
there is between a mother and son directly after birth?"

   "Feeding, I guess, or maybe cuddling, or being held in my arms," my
mother answered.

   "Feeding is right, breastfeeding to be exact," explained my aunt. 
"There is no stronger bond than a son milking from his mother.  Those
memories disappear after a few years, so our final test is to try to bring
those strong bonding memories back."

   "You want Mike to breastfeed?  To suck on my nipples?" My mother's voice
cracked as she said it.  To my surprise, she enthusiastically said, "I
suppose it wouldn't hurt and if this is the last step, let's begin."

   She raised her hands up behind my head and was about to guide me to her
breasts when my aunt stopped her.  "It's not proper to do it standing up.
When feeding an infant you're generally lying down.  Lie down on the bed
and Mike can repeat what he did as an infant."

   My mother didn't argue this time.  Once she was stretched out on the
bed, I was able to get a much better look at her panty-clad crotch.  She
was definitely not shaven as her sister.  I could see her crinkly bush
pushing up her panties and some errant hairs were sticking out the sides. I
also noticed a large wet spot at the bottom of her panties.  Someone else
was leaking besides me.  I was getting ready to lie down when my aunt
stopped me.  I'm not sure when she opened the package, but she had a condom
in her hand.  She slowly rolled it on my hard, jutting prick.  My mom saw
this and said, "Sis, why does..."

   My aunt interrupted her before she could continue and explained, "This
is a precaution so your son doesn't get overstimulated and starts squirting
on you.  The church disapproves of a son's seed smeared on his mother."

   This was ridiculously funny and I couldn't help but think my mom would
see this as wrong and object.  She didn't say anything though and closed
her legs indicating I could straddle her to continue the procedure.

   Positioning myself outside her legs, I reached up and kneaded her
breasts.  Moving my fingers to her upright nub, I squeezed and teased it
until it was proudly standing upright.  Bending down, I latched onto it
with my mouth.  That drove her crazy immediately.  She shifted her legs up
and down in an attempt to squelch the itch burning in her crotch.

   She began groaning as I sucked and nibbled on her nipple.  I was
relentlessly teasing her nub with my tongue while feeling her other full
breast with my free hand.  She was heavily breathing now, panting hard.  I
switched my mouth to her other nipple and began the teasing again.

   I'm sure she was close to achieving an orgasm.  Reaching down, she
grabbed my rubber-encased prick and stroked it, instinctively pulling me to
her steaming, panty-clad pussy.  My aunt moved behind me and through my
legs she grabbed mom's panties at the waist and removed them.

   "Oh, Michael!" she exclaimed.  "That feels so good.  My nipples are so
sensitive.  Uh, Sis.  Why are you removing my panties?"

   "This allows me to check the stimulus level to make sure everything is
okay.  Your excitement level is elevating faster than normal.  Tell me how
this feels," Brenda said, as she jammed several fingers in my mom's hairy
snatch, rubbing her clit with her thumb.

   The reaction was immediate."Oh My God!  I'm coming, Sis!  Oh, it's been
so long!" exclaimed my mom having a mini-orgasm, her cunt squeezing on my
aunt's relentless fingers.  My aunt continued her assault on my mother's
pussy as I continued to feast on her sensitive nipples.  My aunt grabbed my
leg and by the pressure, I knew she wanted me to reposition my legs inside
my mother's legs.  I put my left knee in between my mother's legs and
pushed out.  Her leg immediately went out to the side.  I moved my other
knee in and mom moved her other leg out without me touching it.

   She was approaching another orgasm as my aunt continued stroking in and
out with her fingers.  "Oh, here comes another.  I can't believe how
excited I am," my hot convulsing mother stated as she squirmed and moved on
the bed.  This is when my aunt removed her fingers.

   "Please put them back in.  I need release so bad.  Please, Sis!" begged
my mother.

   My aunt finally fulfilled the promise she made to me by saying, "Bev, I
think I've done enough but since we're family and nothing leaves this room,
I think I can help you achieve the release you so much need."

   Grasping Mom's hand, she guided my cock toward her creamy box.  Mom
didn't put up a fight and said, "Yes, Mike.  Help your mother.  Forgive me
for doing this but I need it so much.  Please put it in me and help me
come."

   I inched up and when I was close, my aunt guided my hard, rubber encased
cock up and down her wet slit.  Mom tried to pull me in but my aunt kept me
out and maintained the teasing.

   Brenda instructed, "Sis, this is one of those moments where you need to
provide verbal and physical consent so there is no mistaking it's your
choice.  You've given verbal consent and now you must show your physical
approval.  Mikey, kiss your mother and tell her how much you love her."

   I reluctantly released her engorged nipple and went up to kiss her.  She
was still moaning, starting to form a word, probably going to ask how to
send a physical signal when I pressed my mouth squarely on her open mouth
and jammed my tongue in and swirled it around the inside of her mouth.

   She didn't attempt to talk but repeated the same with her tongue.  My
aunt took my mother's hands and guided them to my waist.  My cockhead was
locked onto the entrance of her pussy, constantly being squeezed by her
outer pussy lips.  Brenda moved my mom's hands toward my ass, when my
mother quickly reached back and firmly held both my cheeks.  She pulled me
to the bottom of her cavern, not needing any further instruction.

   I stayed lodged deep in her, not believing how fast her pussy sucked me
down to the root.  I moved the base of my cock around her sensitive lips
and clit causing her to squirm and start humping up at me.  I pulled out
until the head was almost out and immediately jammed in again as hard as I
could.  I repeated this over and over which was getting harder to do each
time with her wild pelvic gyrations.

   We both quit kissing to catch our breaths as we were both getting ready
to climax.  The buildup from the week was having its effect on both of us.
My face was on the right side of mom's face and I could see my aunt a few
feet away furiously shoving her fingers in her bald pussy.  Moving close to
my mother's ear, I whispered, "Mom, I love you so much.  I want to make you
happy.  Your pussy feels so tight and hot.  I want you to come with me,
Mom."

   With all our thrashing and breathing I'm sure my aunt couldn't hear what
we were saying.  She was more interested in punishing her own pussy while
watching a mother and son incestuously copulate.  In between groans, my mom
replied, "Yes, Dear.  I love you too.  I hope you don't think I'm bad for
doing this but I need relief.  Please help me come, Sweetie.  I'm so close!
Pinch my nipples and kiss me and I'll have my release.  Please be a good
son to your mother and help me!"

   I put my mouth back on hers and immediately her tongue sought mine. 
Raising my hands to her meaty mounds, my exploring fingers found her
nipples.  As soon as I twisted and pulled her sensitive nubs, her body
shook as her orgasm commenced.  Her cunt clamped around my steel-hard
prick. I continued to plow into her cavern and felt a load of sperm
shooting to the head.  I jammed in as far as I could, releasing my first
big glob of sperm, filling up the tip of the rubber.

   She climaxed as I plunged in and again as I was pulling out.  After a
dozen more hard strokes, I was spent and my mother was exhausted as well. I
couldn't believe after dreaming about this for so long, it was over so
quickly.  I did feel good about Mom getting relief though.  She was so
relaxed, she went limp and her mouth fell from mine, attempting to catch
her breath.

   I rested on her a few minutes, finally rolled off and looked over to see
her staring at me.  We didn't need to say anything.  The love between us
was evident.  My aunt came over and sat down on the bed breaking our mood.
"Congratulations!  You've passed the program and will receive the
scholarship.  As far as what happened here, as I said, we're family and
this can be our secret.  The only thing that will go in my report for today
is you two have bonded your relationship and the program was a success. 
Sis, you better go clean up and get ready to go."

   Mom acted like she had run a marathon, slowly getting up and leaving the
room with her panties in hand.  I admired her long legs and great looking
ass as my aunt walked her to the door.  My aunt quickly shut the door,
turned and ran back with the same lust in her eyes as my mother.  My prick
was still semi-hard, encased in the condom, filled with my sperm.

   My aunt pinched the tip of the rubber, squeezing my sperm out, coating
my dick as she pulled it off.  Lowering her mouth to my drenched pole, she
proceeded to clean every drop.  Slurping up and down my prick, she
voraciously sucked in an attempt to revive it to full staff.  It was
evident she was excited from witnessing the mother-son fucking.

   "Damn, Sweetie, that was so hot.  I've never been so excited in my life.
You and your mom were so hot together.  That made me so fucking horny!"

   I couldn't believe I was starting to get hard again.  Between the
frantic sucking my aunt was doing and reliving the connection with my
mother, my prick was starting to swell again.

   Confident I would remain stiff, she backed off.  Looking a little
depressed, she explained, "Sorry, if putting that rubber on the last minute
threw you off.  I hated to deprive you the pleasure of your bare prick in
your mom but at the last minute, I worried she wasn't on birth control."

   Her frown transformed to a mischievous smirk as she disclosed, "Or maybe
I just wanted something special that my sister can't have.  She may have
your heart, but only my pussy can feel your bare prick."

   Giggling, she wrapped her hands around my cock, stroking it up and down
while gazing at me with undeniable lust.  Climbing up on the bed, she
didn't even bother removing her short skirt as she lined up and drove her
bald pussy onto my hard cock.  She was wet and I easily slid in my entire
length, filling her hot channel.  She humped up and down, furiously moaning
and grabbing my shoulders to achieve better leverage.  She was hotter than
I've ever seen her, even during the final farewell fucking we had done.

   Helping out, I thrust up when she lowered down causing her to groan
louder.  When she looked down at me all I saw was a crazed, lusty woman in
heat trying to put the fire out in her burning snatch.

   She croaked, "Oh, God.  I'm getting close again already.  I came once
when your mom came.  I could see her fat pussy lips convulsing around your
cock as it was plunging in and out.  I came so hard seeing that.  I don't
know why mother-son sex turns me on so much, but it does.  Please tell me
what you said to your mother while you two were fucking.  Act like I'm her.
Please, Mikey!"

   Reaching up, I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her down to my
face.  I locked my lips on hers and as we kissed I brought my hands around
to tease her nipples.  Obeying her wishes, I murmured, "I love you, Mother.
Your tight, hot cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock.  Please fuck me
hard, Mommy!  I've wanted this for so long.  Please come on my cock.  I
love you so much.  Come with me!"

   That excited her more than I thought it would and her pussy spasmed as
she madly bounced on my rod.  She uttered, "Oh, Mikey.  I love you too. 
Your prick feels so good.  Come with your mother.  I'm coming!"

   We locked lips, french kissing again as I began to twist and pull her
engorged sensitive nipples.  That's all it took.  Her whole body shook and
her pussy clamped down on my cock.  I didn't think I'd be able to come
again so soon, but her hot pussy and the recent memory of fucking my mother
was enough to put me over the edge.  I thrust up hard as I climaxed.  She
was coating my cock with an abundance of fuck juice from her climax.  I
don't think I spurt out anything as I drained it all with my mother, but my
cock didn't know and still contracted, not aware the well was dry.  I kept
drilling her until she collapsed on me, spent from the fucking.

   She hoarsely whispered, "Damn, that was definitely worth five grand.  If
you can get your mother to do a repeat performance of fucking in front of
me again, I'll be willing to pay for your entire tuition.  It'd be the best
investment ever!"

   She climbed off and told me I better get dressed and meet Mom before she
noticed my absence.  She also warned me how my mother would feel now that
we'd fucked.  She was worried that Mom might have second thoughts since she
was sexually satisfied.  She warned me that I shouldn't be aggressive and
let it play out for a few days.  I was hoping Mom didn't have any regrets,
but I agreed that was the best course of action.

   I dressed and went out to meet her in the living room.  I was relieved
when Mom came out with wet hair, evidence of a shower.  That would explain
how I made it out before her, even with the time it took for my aunt to
suck and fuck me raw.  I wondered if I looked as totally spent as I felt.

   Mom looked refreshed after her shower and she cheerfully chatted with my
aunt as if nothing had happened.  She grabbed my hand and we walked home,
not in an embrace as before but holding hands.  Mom talked a lot on the
activities we could do next week now that we were finished, never
mentioning anything about our recent inappropriate coupling.

   Once home, I showered and changed to my robe and went out to the living
room.  Mom was still in her dress as we sat and talked.  She had tomorrow's
agenda all planned out that included exploring the campus I'd be attending.
I was tired and told her I was going to bed.  She replied, "Sure, Sweetie.
See you in the morning.  We'll have a fun day."

   She got up and lightly kissed me on the cheek.  I was disappointed it
wasn't more and thought maybe she figured the program was over so we didn't
need to continue.  I didn't feel bad if Mom wanted to go back to the way
things were before.  I still loved her and my aunt would always be
available for some exciting adventures, so life was still good.

   The next day we drove to my campus, walked around looking at the various
buildings and determined it would be easy for us to commute together. 
There was plenty of public transportation close to her workplace I could
take to get to the campus and back.  This would allow for more savings.  We
went to the nearby mall in the afternoon where we separated to shop at our
favorite stores.

   Mom handed me several bags when we connected up to go home.  One was
light and the name of a lingerie shop printed on the side.  As I was about
to look in the bag to see what she had bought, she wrapped her arm through
mine, preventing me from investigating the contents.  The drive home was
pleasant and I was looking forward to commuting with her in the fall.  She
was always so cheerful and we really enjoyed each other's company.

   We ate, sat and watched TV before she said we should take our showers
and get comfortable.  We both went to our rooms to shower and when I was
putting on my robe, I heard Mom enter through my bedroom door.  Outside my
closed bathroom door she implored, "Mike, I'd like to talk to you in my
room when you're done if you don't mind."

   "Sure, Mom.  Be right there," I replied, wondering what she would want
to talk about.  I was getting hard thinking about yesterday's events.  I
was ready to go to her room when it occurred to me that I needed to be
ready for anything.  I ripped open a condom package and rolled the rubber
on my dick.  No harm if nothing materialized, but I wanted to be prepared.

   I knocked on her door and she invited me in.  She was in her bed on her
side with the sheet pulled up over her breasts.  Her shoulders were bare
but I couldn't tell if she had anything else on underneath the sheets.  The
top covers were all thrown to the other side and only the thin sheet was
stretched over her body showing the curves of her legs and waist.  I walked
up and knelt down on the floor so I was facing her so we could talk.

   She muttered, "Mike, I wanted to talk to you about what happened this
last week.  Aside from the obvious, what did you most enjoy about our time
together in the program?"

   Blushing from her comment, I hesitated, because the first thought that
came to mind was holding her breasts and sticking my prick deep in her
pussy, pretty much the obvious.  Thinking more seriously, I replied, "Mom,
the best part from this last week is how close we've become.  I know we've
always loved each other as Mother and Son, but now I feel it's a lot
deeper. You're my best friend and my mother and I feel I have enough trust
in you to tell you anything."

   She smiled wide and I knew she had the same thoughts as I did.  "I feel
the same way, but the activity I enjoyed the most was the full body meld.
I've never felt so relaxed and content.  It was wonderful.  Could we do it
again?"

   My smile had to surpass her's at that point.  This was my dream coming
true.  I felt foolish for putting on a rubber.  What if that's all she
wants to do, meld our bodies together?  Too late to attempt to remove it
now.  Before she changed her mind, I replied, "Of course, Mom.  The meld
was very bonding.  I love feeling your beautiful body next to mine."

   She grabbed the side of the sheet and threw it to the other side of the
bed with the covers.  She was nude underneath.  She rolled over on her
back, seductively smiled at me and held her arms up waiting for me to meld
into her.  She croaked, "Take off your robe, Dear.  Body meld with me. 
Please?"

   I didn't move, staring at my beautiful mother.  This was the first time
I was able to admire her entire front in the nude.  I hadn't seen her pussy
yet, though I had been fucking it yesterday.  She had a hairy bush, trimmed
at the top but left untouched other than that.  Her hips flared out and
made her waist look smaller than I had thought.  Her breasts were flattened
out but still had a nice round shape topped by nipples that were larger
than my aunt's.

   I took off my robe, moved over to the bed and crawled on top of my
mother, meshing with her as much as I could.  We interlaced our legs and
both of us squeezed together to get as much contact as possible.  I wrapped
my arms around her back and pulled her close, mashing her breasts out.  My
hard prick was jammed into her waist above her pussy and was hot as a
branding iron.  Rather than go cheek to cheek as before, I kissed her.  She
responded by wrapping her arms around me, stroking my back.  Moving down,
she grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezed them.

   We relaxed and I could feel her heartbeat throbbing through her chest to
mine.  After several minutes of kissing, I could feel her nipples getting
rock hard.  Before we burned up, I rolled off her to the side and left my
hand on her stomach going down to the top of her hairy snatch and back up
to her ribcage.  My hand was yearning to be filled with her breast, so I
asked, "Mom, may I touch your breasts again?  Would you please give me
approval."

   She looked over and said, "Dear, we need to set something straight.  You
and I both know those rules my sister insisted on were all made up.  I love
you, Mike and you can do whatever you want and whenever you want.  I'm
yours for fulfilling every fantasy you've ever had."

   Smiling wide, I ran my hand up and cupped her breast and massaged it. 
Leaning over, I said, "I love you too, Mom.  You have such beautifully
smooth skin, I can't feel enough of it." I kneaded and squeezed each breast
going back and forth while also running my hand up and down her smooth skin
on her firm stomach.  I ran my open fingers to the top of her nearest
breast and captured a hard nipple between them.  I squeezed my fingers and
teased her nipple.

   Her breathing increased causing her to moan with approval.  Raising up,
I knelt between her open legs.  I gripped each of her thighs and ran my
hands up and down her flesh, marveling in the smooth, firm thigh muscle.  I
raised each leg and positioned closer to her, my rubber-encased prick mere
inches from her hairy pussy.  I could see her fat lips were engorged and
glistened with pussy juice.

   I reached down and gently ran my fingers up and down her slit causing
her to let out some appreciative groans.  Finding her clit, I gently
stroked it with my slick fingers, covered with pussy juice.  She bucked her
pelvis up as her moaning intensified.  Easing off her sensitive pussy, I
moved above her hot slit and massaged her hairy mound for several minutes.

   Placing both hands on her stomach, I slowly stroked my way up to cup
each breast, massaging, and kneading them.  Leaning down, I latched onto a
hard nipple and sucked as hard as I could.  That caused my mother to let
out a scream as she squirmed.  I was twisting the other nipple with my
fingers, driving her crazy with lust.

   She was rapidly panting, her face was flushed and she was loudly
groaning, I released her nipples and brought my face to hers for a tender
kiss.  Gently at first until Mom wrapped her arms around me and began a
vigorous assault with her tongue.  I reached down and rubbed my prick up
and down her dripping slit.

   I released her mouth to ask, "Mom, when you said I could do whatever I
wanted to do, was that everything?  Can I stick my prick in your hairy
pussy anytime I want?"

   Mom croaked, "Of course, Dear.  I told you I'm yours and I meant it.  I
have years of lust built up and I expect you to help me make up for it. 
There is another rule I'm going to have to make though." After she said
that, she grabbed the base of my cock.  Gripping the bottom of the rubber,
she pulled it off my prick and threw it on the floor.  "You're not going to
fuck me with that damn rubber.  I want to feel your bare cock and I want to
feel your cum flood my pussy."

   "Oh, Mom.  I can't wait to feel your pussy walls clamp down on my bare
prick.  I wish we would have done this the first time but Aunt Brenda was
afraid you weren't on birth control."

   She humped up at me and my dick went in a few inches.  As it slid in,
she said, "My sister doesn't know everything about me.  Fill me up with
your hard cock."

   I plunged in and she let out a loud gasp.  I pulled back and rammed in
again, taking her breath away.  I was in my mother's pussy with my bare
cock and the feeling was indescribably exciting.  I kissed her while
running my hands up to her breasts, kneading and teasing her nipples.  I
was thrusting in and out as fast as I could.  There was no friction as both
of us were leaking profusely, lubricating her tight channel.

   She was thrashing and humping up and down so much I was afraid she was
going to come too fast, so I released her sensitive breasts and ran my
hands around her back to hug her as tight as I could.  Her pussy hair was a
matted piece of fur from all the juices running out of her steaming snatch
and from my cock sawing in and out, spewing juice all around her groin.  We
fucked at a slower pace, enjoying the incestuous moment.  She stroked her
hands up and down my back stopping at times to squeeze my sides while I
maintained a regular rhythm.

   I was close to a climax.  I brought my hands back around to her breasts,
briefly kneading them before firmly locking onto each nipple.  I sensuously
twisted them resulting in Mom loudly groaning.  Her pelvis humping was in
sync with my cock pounding, providing ripples of pleasure to run through
both of us.  I kissed her and we pushed our tongues in and out faster than
we were fucking.

   We were panting so hard now it was impossible to continue the kiss.  I
released her hot mouth and croaked, "Mom, I think I'm ready to come in you.
Your pussy is so hot and your cunt walls are driving me crazy.  I've never
been this hard.  I need you to come too.  Let's do this together so you can
feel my hot load of sperm fill your hungry cunt.  Let's make up for what we
missed the first time."

   She asked, "Do you like my hairy pussy?  Would you like me to shave it
bald for you?  I can and will, if you want."

   I didn't hesitate at all when I replied, "No, Mom.  I like it the way it
is.  It's more motherly this way and a reminder that I'm fucking my own
mother."

   I ran the side of my palm down her groove making sure I ran it across
her clit along the way.  She jumped at my touch.  I was spending a lot of
time bringing her back so she could enjoy the fucking I promised to give
her.  Next, I grabbed each fat lip of her pussy and pulled and kneaded
them. She was warming up fast, moaning and breathing hard again.

   I stuck a finger in her pussy and explored her walls.  I swirled it
around as if I were stirring cream in my coffee.  Sticking two more fingers
in, I stroked in and out, making sure to scrape her walls each time.  She
was humping my hand and more juices were released into her hot hole.  I
continued until she was near a climax.  I pulled them out resulting in a
loud gasp of disappointment from Mom at the sudden absence of the prodding
that was giving her pleasure.

   It was time to move up to those wonderful breasts.  My hands slowly
explored up her smooth toned body until I was holding each breast.  I
squeezed and mauled them without touching her nipples.  Her head was going
from side to side moaning and I took this opportunity to lean down and kiss
her.  She instantly wrapped her hands around my head to keep our lips
mashed together as we tongue fucked.  I moved my hands to enclose her
sensitive nipples and began teasing them, causing her once again to thrust
her pelvis up seeking the hard cock she knew was hard, ready and close.

   I moved forward and placed the head of my prick on the entrance to her
steaming pussy.  She instinctively bucked up trying to further insert it. I
released her sensitive breast and wrapped my hands around her and held her
tight as she kept humping.  She was doing all the fucking, bucking up and
down, only getting a few inches of cock but still enjoying the shallow
fucking.  I prevented her from gulping down more of my shaft into her
hungry cunt.  I was enjoying the moment and wanted it to last forever.

   I raised my head just enough to look at her lust-filled face.  Her eyes
were closed and her face radiated pleasure as she enjoyed the moment.  She
humped her groin up trying to lock onto my hard cock.  She sensed I was
looking at her, opened her eyes and locked them onto mine.  We were so
connected she knew that this was my moment.

   Verbal communication wasn't necessary.  She lowered her pelvis to the
bed in submission and no longer humped or tried to pull my cock into her
starving pussy.  Her face reflected the immense love she had for me and I
could see that she was holding back her own carnal desires to satisfy my
needs.  I shoved my cock in another inch and she moaned in pleasure,
maintaining her loving eye contact.

   She moved her hands to my back and gently stroked up and down in a
soothing manner, communicating her unconditional love.  I was pushing my
bare cock slowly into my mother and she was smiling and groaning in
ecstasy. I relived the time up to this moment.  Never would I have ever
imagined this would happen.  This far exceeded any fantasy I ever had.

   The woman I loved was sacrificing her own pleasure to ensure my own
sexual experience was complete.  Each time my fat head would separate her
pussy walls enough to move another inch, her cunt would quickly narrow
down, tightly securing my shaft.  I continued my journey to the back of her
cavern until I was entirely buried in her clenching cunt.  Her eyes and
expression had turned to pleading, now that I was fully embedded in her hot
pussy.

   I slowly pulled my cock out to the entrance, enjoying the constant pussy
contact, leaned down and kissed her.  It was an open mouthed kiss, my
tongue gently running over her hot lips.  It was sensual and conveyed the
deep love I had for her.  I released her lips, raised up and our eyes met
once again and communicated that now it was her turn.

   I turned my concentration to pleasing this woman, my mother, who was
solely focused on pleasuring her son.  Raising my hands to her breasts, I
twisted her nipples while I quickly drove my cock to the bottom of her
hungry cunt.  She screamed with delight as I repeated the hard assault on
her slick pussy.  There were no intelligible words coming out of her.  Only
shrieks and groans.  I was pounding into her as hard as I could, attempting
to give her the fucking she craved.  Her legs were folded up to her side
and her knees were touching the sides of her chest as I pounded in deep.

   I continued until I could feel her mini-orgasms firing off.  Pulling my
rod back to her entrance, I grabbed her heels to pull her legs back down. I
guided her feet to my back.  She quickly wrapped them around my sides
giving me a different angle of attack on her pussy.  Once she was in
position, I resumed slamming into her as hard as I could.  Locking legs
around me like a vice enabled her to lift her ass off the bed, allowing
deeper access.  Our groins were a frothy mess from the frenzied fucking.

   I reached down and grabbed each ass cheek in my hands giving me even
more control to push in deeper and harder.  We fucked like this for a good
ten minutes, each of us groaning and panting like rutting animals.  Her
hands were all over my back and sides, uncontrollably grabbing chunks of
flesh when a wave of pleasure flooded her senses.  Once again, I felt
mini-orgasms firing off, so I backed off one more time before giving her
the final release she needed.

   She unwrapped her legs from my back and dropped them down on the bed.  I
raised my hands up to her breasts, kneading and mauling them.  She spread
her legs out further than I thought possible fully opening up her pelvic
region enabling me to slam fully into her.  I was getting deeper than I had
ever been.

   We were both out of breath and gasping for air.  I eased up on her
nipples and reached around and soothed her back as we continued to fuck.  I
kissed her and told her, "Aunt Brenda was right on one thing, she told me
sex is much better when you do it with someone you love.  This is the best
sex I've ever had and it's because I love you so much.  I'm ready, Mother.
Come with me!"

   She had a hard time talking but managed to say, "Yes, she was right
about that.  I'm ready to come, Sweetie.  Squirt your load of sperm up your
mother's hot cunt."

   I plunged in a few more power strokes when I could feel my balls getting
ready to release its load of baby batter.  I shifted my hands back to her
nipples to squeeze them to try to get her to climax with me.  My cockhead
was expanding with more blood filling it.

   She could feel it and knew it was time.  Her hot air covered my ear as
she whispered, "Your Aunt Brenda was right about something else too.  I'm
not on birth control.  Fill me with your hot sperm, motherfucker!" To
emphasize her desire, she reached back, grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me
in as hard as she could.

   Hearing Mom tell me she was fertile set off alarm signals throughout my
body.  Any excess blood flowed to my prick.  Every nerve ending fired off,
sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.  My cock was larger than I'd
ever thought possible.  It's girth expanded so much that I was sure I'd
have a burn rash with the friction from her tight pussy walls.

   Thrusting hard, my stiff prick slammed against her hard back wall,
squashing out the enlarged head.  In perfect timing, her pussy walls
clamped down to trap it in place and my balls instinctively sent out a load
of hot sperm in an attempt to flood her womb, her eggs not having any
chance to escape.

   I continued to pump and fill her cavity with my virile, baby-making
seed. Her pussy continued to milk every drop from my squirting prick as she
screamed with uncontrolled lust.  We were having the best fuck of our
lives. She must have climaxed three or four times after my last spurt, her
pussy trying to ensure she got every drop.

   After her channel stopped contracting, I stopped pumping and collapsed
on her, my prick still lodged in her cum-filled cunt.  We kissed again, a
tender post-fuck kiss.  We had committed an illegal, incestuous coupling
and we knew we were going to continue doing it.  We were in it for the long
haul.  We stayed melded together and my cock eventually deflated and fell
out while we were still holding each other.  I rolled off her and no words
were spoken as we relaxed from the exhausting fuck.

   Once recovered, we talked about the journey up to this point and how
deeply we felt about each other.  We kissed tenderly several times, gently
stroked each other and just talked, enjoying each other's company.  We
talked about my aunt's involvement and at one point Mom said, "I think I
owe your aunt, my slutty sister, a little lesson for sexually abusing my
poor boy."

   I was afraid of what she was going to say to my aunt.  I cared a great
deal for her and she did bring Mom and me together so I felt I owed her
some allegiance.  I defended her, pleading, "Mom, she did bring us
together. Don't be too hard on her."

   She smiled, picked up the phone and held it so I could hear while she
called her sister.  They exchanged the usual greetings before she changed
her tone.  Mom has this way of projecting seriousness in her voice.  This
was one of those times.  She told my aunt there was a problem with her son,
Mike and she wanted her to come to our house to address the issue.

   I could hear my aunt hesitate and try to stall for time.  She hadn't
heard from me since she first coupled Mom and me, so she didn't know what
to expect.  She made up some excuse to not show up for a day or two.  Mom
told her that maybe she should contact the church elders and see what they
thought about the minister's wife arranging a son to seduce his mother. 
That caught my aunt off-guard and she quickly dismissed her delaying
tactics.  She agreed to come down this evening to discuss it.

   They curtly ended the conversation and as my mom hung up the phone she
was giggling as she put it in the charger.  She turned back to face me and
explained my part in her plan.  Once again, I would be involved in a plan
from one of these sisters that ended with me fucking one of them.  I didn't
complain.

   We worked in the garden, had lunch and relaxed in the afternoon.  We
took our showers and anxiously awaited my aunt's arrival.  We were both
wearing robes that were similar to the ones we had worn at my aunt's place
last week.  Brenda showed up on time and looked worried but was still
friendly, greeting my mother and me.  She tried to make eye contact to get
a feeling of what was happening but I avoided her.

   Mom initiated her plan as she turned to Brenda and explained, "I felt we
had a good relationship when we finished the program you put us through,
but some problems have come up dealing with Mike.  I 'm not sure if I can
explain it that well as it pertains to the way we communicate with each
other.  I think the best solution is for you to act like me and I'll have
Mike interact with you to demonstrate the problem."

   My aunt was puzzled but agreed to whatever Mom wanted, trying to calm
the situation.  Mom handed her a folded up piece of clothing and told her
to go into the spare room and change into it and come back out to the
living room.  Soon after she went in, my aunt called out to Mom, "Sis, what
bra do you wear with this?  I can't figure out what would work with it."

   My mom responded, "No bra, it's how I sleep.  You don't sleep with a
bra, do you?"

   I didn't hear any answer from my aunt and soon after, she walked out
into the living room.  She was wearing Mom's see-through nightie and it
looked as good on her as it did my mom.  Her breasts weren't as full as
mom's but they still proudly pushed up the material and her nipples were
clearly visible.  I noticed she had left her panties on.

   Mom walked around to survey her and when she got to her backside, she
reached up under the nightie and pulled my aunt's panties down to the
floor. Mom said, "I don't sleep with panties on either."

   My aunt was blushing as Mom continued to be in control.  Satisfied we
were ready, Mom spoke to both of us.  "Okay, Mike.  I want you to talk and
act to Brenda as you would me.  I want you to call her Mom and act the same
as you do during the evening with me.  Sis, act like Mike is your son and
you're his mother.  This will more accurately portray the problems.  Okay,
Mike.  Pretend we're done for the night and it's time to retire to our
rooms.  Escort your mother to her room to say goodnight."

   I walked over to my aunt and wrapped my arm around her waist to pull her
hot body close to me and led her to our bedroom.  I stopped at the bottom
of the bed, faced my aunt and said, "It's been such a wonderful evening
being with you, Mom.  Have I told you how beautiful you look in your
nightie?  You have to be the hottest mother in town.  I love being with
you."

   I hugged her tight, lightly stroking her back, going lower each time and
finally reaching down to cup her nightie covered ass.  My aunt wasn't sure
what to say, so my mom instructed her.  "Okay, Sis.  Remember, you're the
mom now.  Say what you think a mother should say when he does that.  You
need to act like you're his mother for this to work."

   I squeezed and massaged her hot ass cheeks, prompting my aunt to
stutter, "Mike, you shouldn't do that to your mother.  A nice hug is all we
need to do."

   "Mom, it's just skin.  Remember what the church program taught us. 
There's nothing wrong with us touching each other."

   I raised my hands again to her back hugging her close and leaned down
and kissed her.  I opened my mouth and rolled my tongue across her lips
until she responded with her tongue.  While we were kissing, I dropped my
hand down to the front of her nightie, reached in and captured one of her
meaty breasts.

   She jerked at the touch and hated to say anything as it was bringing
back memories of us together.  She allowed me to knead and squeeze her
meaty mound for several minutes before acting like a mother objecting.  She
hardheartedly scolded, "You shouldn't do that to your mother, either.  I
know it's just skin, but it's still improper to feel your mother's
breasts."

   It was obvious she was heating up more from the play acting than the
touching.  My mother moved behind my aunt and whispered softly to her, "You
see, Sis.  There's the problem.  It's wrong, but doesn't it feel good when
he's holding your breasts?  And when he teases your nipples?  Doesn't it
really excite you?"

   I followed Mom's lead and teased my aunt's nipple as she talked.  I
taunted, "You know what I like best from my childhood, Mom?  The best
experience ever?"

   "No, Mikey.  What?" my aunt huskily asked as I twisted her nipple.

   "This," I replied as I bent down and sucked her nipple in my mouth.  I
ran my tongue around her sensitive tip and was sucking so hard I thought it
might pop off.  This brought a sharp intake of breath from my aunt and she
instinctively put her hands behind my head to pull me firmly to her soft
tit.  She feebly feigned resistance again with, "Oh, that feels so good,
but it's not proper for a grown son to suckle on his mother's breasts."

   Mom whispered, "You see, that's the next problem.  You say it's not
proper, but you're doing the same thing I do.  You're pulling your son into
your breast to feed.  It's driving you crazy now, isn't it?  I bet you can
feel your hot pussy getting wet from your son sucking on your tit."

   My aunt was groaning from the nipple teasing and the talk Mom was doing.
She was heating up fast.  She had her eyes closed enjoying the moment as
I'm sure she hasn't had a good climax since we were together a couple of
days ago.  Mom moved around to my back and pulled my robe off one arm at a
time so as not to break my aunt out of her mood.  I was now nude, my hard
prick jutting obscenely out toward my aunt's nightie covered, bald cunt.

   I progressed according to mom's plan and while latched on to her nipple
I moved my hand down to the top of her thigh and slowly ran it up on the
inside toward her steaming pussy.  My aunt lowered her hand and placed it
on mine, acting like she wanted to stop my progress.

   I moved her hand away and placed it on my stiff prick.  She instantly
wrapped her hand around it and stroked.  I moved my hand back up under her
nightie and cupped her hot pussy.  It was leaking as Mom had said.  I ran
my fingers up and down her slit, rolling her clit between my fingers.  She
was moaning loudly and couldn't even feign a motherly scold.

   Mom went back to whisper in her ear.  "See what he does, you acted like
a good mother and tried to stop him.  Your motherly duty was fulfilled. 
You tried to thwart his advances, but he overpowered you.  When he placed
your hand on his marvelous prick, you didn't care whether he touched your
throbbing pussy anymore, did you?  It's such a nice cock, isn't it?  Your
son's cock.  You have your hand wrapped around your son's prick and he has
his hand on the pussy you were trying to protect.  You wish he'd jam
something up your hot throbbing cunt, perhaps your own son's fingers.  Oh,
but that would be so wrong and nasty."

   I followed Mom's lead and jammed three fingers into her juicy snatch and
assaulted it in earnest.  She was beyond acting anymore.  She wanted to
fuck and didn't care about the pretend church program, or helping a
mother-son relationship, she wanted to be fucked.

   With my mom's help, we lowered my willing aunt to the edge of the bed
and laid her back so her pussy was in perfect position for entry.  I
continued to feast on her breasts switching back and forth while fingering
her pussy with my hand.  She was leaking profusely and was ready to come.

   Concentrating solely on building her close to an orgasm, I fought off
the urge to get too excited.  The hardest part of Mom's plan was to bring
my aunt to a climax without coming myself.  Mom wanted to save me for her
pleasure.  Brenda's excitement level was elevated high enough it wouldn't
take much more stimulation.  I lifted up from her breasts to kiss her.  We
had a hot tongue battle for a minute before I croaked, "Mom, you make me so
hot.  Your pussy is on fire.  Let me help you.  I'm going to shove my fat,
hard prick up your cunt.  I want you to come with me, Mom!"

   I kissed her again, raised my hands to her breasts to twist her nipples
before ramming my prick in as hard as I could.  There would be no gentle
fucking this time.  I had to bring her off fast.  Mom leaned over and
helped by whispering more in my aunt's ear.  "See, he did it.  Your son is
stuffing his fat cock up your cunt and you can't help it.  Oh, it feels so
good.  You can feel it tearing through your soft, sensitive pussy walls,
can't you?  You want to come on your son's cock, don't you?"

   She was starting to climax.  I rammed in furiously until I felt her
coming.  She was releasing a lot of juice and her cunt was rippling up and
down my cock.  It felt so good I continued to thrust a couple more times
after she was done climaxing, but decided to stop before I blew my own
load. I slowly pulled out of her drenched pussy.  She was lying still with
her eyes closed and breathing heavily, coming down from her orgasm.

   According to plan, I began to tell my side of the story, directing my
speech toward my aunt but demonstrating with my mother.  Mom moved close to
me, still cloaked in her robe.  I explained, "Auntie, I don't think it's
all my problem as my mother keeps insisting.  You see the nightie she
wears. It screams fuck-me, doesn't it?  You certainly look stunning in it,
so you can imagine how my mother fills it out.  Let me show you her goods."

   With that, I pulled mom's robe off her shoulders and it fell to her
waist, still held by her belt.  Her breasts were a delight to look at,
although I'd see them plenty of times.  I ran my hands up, cupped them,
lifted them as if on display, showing them off to my aunt.  Brenda was up
on her elbows and observing through hazed eyes.  I continued, "See how
perky they are?  They are so full, soft and fleshy.  I love squeezing
them."

   Emphasizing my point, I kneaded and mauled Mom's breasts while my aunt
looked on.  Bending down, I clamped a nipple in my mouth.  My mom's hands
went up and held my head to her firm nipple as I sucked and teased it.

   She started her dialogue again.  "See, Sis.  Like I told you, it's not
right, but it feels so good you have to hold him and let him have his way."

   I released her tit to implement the next part of mom's plan.  Guiding
Mom to the edge of the bed, I pushed down to sit beside Brenda.  I gently
shoved Mom down so she was flat on the bed.  Brenda was panting as she
witnessed my inappropriate behavior.

   I bent down and attacked Mom's nipples with my lips.  Mom began again to
talk about sons and mothers and the problems that could arise from having a
studly son prance around the house.

   That was my cue.  Lifting up from Mom, I looked at Brenda and uttered,
"If she continues to ramble like this, I can't explain anything to you. 
Help me keep her quiet." I guided her to straddle my mom and I could see
she didn't know what I was going to do.  She was now facing me as her ass
rested on mom's chest.  Seizing her nightie, I pulled it up and off.  Her
nipples were still rock-hard.

   Mom began to rant again.  Smiling at my aunt, I croaked, "We're going to
need something to occupy her mouth to keep her quiet." Reaching below my
aunt's ass, I lifted her up and shoved her back toward my mother's face. 
Before I got far, Mom reached up, firmly clutched my aunt's waist and
pulled her leaking snatch onto her mouth.  My aunt shrieked as Mom
assaulted her bald, horny cunt.

   She looked at me with the same lust as my mother got when she was
getting a good fucking.  She couldn't say anything, breathing was becoming
harder for her.

   "There, she won't interrupt me anymore.  You saw her luscious breasts,
similar to yours.  Her long beautiful legs really get me hot, too."

   I pulled the bottom part of my mom's robe apart showing her lower body.
I began stroking up and down while my aunt looked down, trying to keep her
composure while my mom feasted on her slippery slot.  Loosening Mom's belt,
I pulled the entire robe to the sides revealing the rest of mom's body,
including her hairy pussy.  Her lips were engorged and wet.  Mom sucked in
my aunt's clit at the moment I opened her robe which caused my aunt to
shriek out in pleasure.

   I ran my hand through Mom's thick pussy hair, grabbing it, pulling up
her fat pussy lips before I squeezed them together using my other hand.  I
could hear Mom noisily slurping away as my aunt profusely leaked precum,
witnessing a horny son play with his mother's pussy.

   I uttered, "That's a hot looking motherly pussy.  Don't you think,
Auntie?  Look at the full lips, wet with her juices.  She's leaking like a
faucet, anticipating her son's cock ramming into her.  Watch how hot she
gets when I tease her with my prick."

   I guided my bloated head up and down her wet slit causing her to again
intensify her oral attack on my aunt's throbbing pussy.  They were both
groaning now, Mom because of the anticipation of having my cock stuffed in
her and my aunt from getting her cunt sucked on by her older sister.  I
pushed in until the large head popped past her outer labia.  Her pussy
clamped down as her lips locked around my shaft.  I slowly inched in while
taunting, "See how nice my cock fits in my mother.  It's like it was made
for my cock.  See how her pussy is trying to pull it in further.  Down to
the bottom of her channel."

   Raising my hands, I mauled my aunt's breasts while she looked down,
mesmerized by my cock sliding in.  She shrieked, "Oh damn, you're fucking
your mother with your bare cock.  You're fucking her bareback.  Oh...fuck!
Your mother made me orgasm again.  She's causing me to come as much as when
you're fucking me.  This is so hot.  I can't believe how horny I am."

   I continued pushing in until our hairy pubic areas meshed together.  I
held in as deep as I could, allowing my aunt plenty of time to witness my
mother, her sister, completely impaled on her son's hard prick.  Mom was
humping, trying to convince me to pound her horny cunt.

   I wasn't ready yet.  "See how well we interlock when I'm buried to the
base of my cock.  Yes, I fuck her with my bare prick.  Mother wants to feel
every vein and ripple from the cock she made.  She loves the feeling when I
splash her pussy walls with hot sperm.  Get ready Auntie, Mom is going to
love this."

   I pulled back and quickly thrust to the bottom of her cavern.  I
repeated slamming her half a dozen times.  Mom went wild and was tongue
fucking my aunt's cunt and sucking on her clit driving her crazy. 
Squeezing my aunt's breasts, I twisted her sensitive nipples.  Both the
women I loved were escalating into having major orgasms.  I continued
pounding into my mother while my aunt was hypnotized at the sight of my
prick thrusting in and out.  It was frothy and my shaft was creamy white
from the mixture of our hot juices.

   Mom moaned in my aunt's pussy from the assault on her hungry cunt.  My
aunt moaned from Mom's constant oral attack.  I was getting ready to blow,
but there was still more to our plan.  While driving my aunt crazy,
twisting her nipples, I said, "You love mother-son sex, don't you?  You
wish you had a son so you could have the same incestuous sex we've been
having.  Would you like to be my mother?  I can have two mothers.  We could
act as mother and son and you'd be able to experience the same blissful
experience my mother and I have been having."

   My aunt could hardly talk she as she was having mini-orgasms, one after
the other.  She composed herself enough to respond, "Oh yes, Mikey.  Please
let me be your mother.  I'll do whatever you want.  Please, I want to be
your mommy!"

   I thrust in several more times, slamming Mom into the soft bed.  "In
order for you to be my mother, you're going to need to move in with us and
sleep in our bed.  My mother allows me to fuck her all the time.  Are you
willing to fuck your son whenever he wants?"

   "Oh, yes!  I'll move in right away.  No one in town will be suspicious
about me moving in with my sister, with my husband gone full time.  I'll
not only let my son fuck me whenever he wants but I'll beg for it.  I can't
get enough of your cock."

   We were all ready to come.  I knew the time had arrived to push everyone
over the edge.  My aunt was almost passing out from the pleasure coming
from her throbbing pussy.

   "You see my frothy prick going in and out of my mother.  It's going to
get bigger.  The head is going to expand, my balls are going to fill up
with a load of sperm and when my mother comes, she's going to milk my cock
dry, sucking my sticky hot cum deep into her depths.  Are you ready to
experience that?  My mother isn't on birth control and I'm going to be
filling her fertile pussy full of sperm.  Will you be willing to do the
same?  Will you throw away your pills and allow your motherfucking son fill
your pussy with cum, loaded with potent sperm?"

   That's all it took.  My aunt shrieked gleefully and screamed, "Oh My
God! You're fucking your fertile mom with no protection.  That's so fucking
hot!  I'm coming, the biggest orgasm ever and yes, I'm going off birth
control immediately!"

   My cock was quickly expanding as I had described it to my aunt.  More
blood surged to my prick, stretching out Mom's cunt walls.  I was slamming
the back of her pussy with every stroke causing her orgasm to surface.  As
she clamped down on my cock, I yelled, "I'm coming, Mommy!  Kiss me while I
shoot out a big load of sperm."

   I locked lips with my aunt, passionately kissing her while my cock burst
forth a load of sperm.  This made Mom orgasm again causing her to suck my
aunt's clit so hard, it triggered her orgasm.  She flooded Mom's face with
her cum as l continued to spurt into my mom's convulsing cunt.  Her pussy
kept contracting until I was spent.

   We were all exhausted.  I slowly pulled out and my aunt backed off from
our kiss to watch my sperm drenched prick emerge from my mother's pussy. 
She shook and climaxed once more when my prick popped out and my mom's
stretched pussy remained open.  A river of sperm obscenely drooled out.

   I crawled up on the bed and flopped down on my back.  Aunt Brenda lifted
off mom, moving to a position beside me.  Snuggling up close, she gently
stroked my chest, pushing her hot body into mine.

   Mom, the most spent of all three of us, managed to crawl up the side
opposite her sister.  She also pushed her hot body against mine and rested
her hand on my stomach, lovingly massaging and rubbing me.

   I wrapped my arms around both of the hottest women I knew and pulled
them in close.  I was exhausted and more content than I'd ever been.  I
said, "I love you, Mother."

   In unison, they replied, "I love you, too."

   Right before I drifted off to sleep I thought to myself, 'the only thing
hotter than fucking your hot mother was fucking both of your hot mothers'.


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