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Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are
both appreciated  and encouraged.  Suggestions
are also welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it
makes it easier for me to get your reaction.   One 
thing I do ask is that you now include your first
name and age in  your comments.  It gives me a
better idea who my audience is.  Thanks and enjoy
the story.

	     Home Again
                Part Two 
                  by Ann Douglas

	Mary sat silent for long moments as the
only sound in the room was the ticking of the
clock on the wall and the beating of their hearts. 
A.C. could feel beads of sweat on his neck that
began to run down his back.  What had he said?
	
	Mary finally smiled and reached out and
took his hand in hers.  Her grip was firm but
gentle.  Her voice, when she spoke, was gentle
and soft.
	"You know A.C., when you and Josh were
younger, I sometimes wished that you were really
my son.  I couldn't have cared more for you if you
were though.  Right now, at this moment, I'm glad
you're not.  Because if you were, I could never say
what I think I'm about to.
	A.C. could feel a slight tremble in her
hand, a tremble that could be reflected in the pit of
his own stomach.
	"Take me to bed, A.C."  she finally asked. 
"Be my lover for tonight.  Just tonight, I'm not
that foolish to think there would ever be anything
beyond that.  But just for this moment in time,
help me remember what it's like to love and be
loved."
	"Oh God!"  A.C. thought as he looked at
the sincerity in her eyes.  "What have I done?"
	The ticks of the clock on the wall seemed
to stretch to minutes instead of seconds as he
carefully considered his response.  If Mary were
just some woman he met in a bar, twice his age or
not, he'd have no problem taking her to bed and
forgetting about it tomorrow.  But she wasn't just
some woman, she was Josh's mother.  She was the
closest thing he'd ever had to having his own
mother.  He couldn't do something like this.
	"A.C.?"  Mary softly asked.
	He knew she wanted an answer.  He ran
the words over in his mind one more time.  That
the two of them would almost be like incest.  Yes,
that was the track to take.  Despite all his
boyhood fantasies,  they were almost family. 
Didn't he read once somewhere where a lot of
guys had sexual fantasies about their mothers.  A
second voice told him that he was being silly, no
matter what he thought, they weren't related.  She
wasn't his mother.  Finally, a new question popped
into his head.  Why was it that the idea of
spending the night in Mary's bed didn't seem as
bad an idea as it did just a few minutes ago. 
Could it be that without admitting it to himself all
these years, it was what he really wanted to
happen?

	"Mary. All my life, I've thought of you
almost as if you were my mother."  he began as he
gently took her other hand in his.  "But right now,
for the first time I can remember, I'm glad to
know that you're not.  Because if you were my
mother for real, I wouldn't be able to do ... 
this...."
	The tall young man leaned forward and
kissed Mary on the lips with as much desire as he
had felt towards any woman. It was definitely not
the kiss of a son.
	Surprised for a moment by the kiss, Mary
had only the slightest hesitation before she
responded in kind.  A.C. in turn was startled to
find Mary's tongue pressing between his lips but
happy to open them enough to permit it's passage. 
He felt Mary take his left hand and slide it up and
under her shirt, placing the flesh of his
outstretched palm against that of her naked and
ample breast.
	A bridge had been crossed.  A decision
made.  Whatever the morning dawn brought,
neither of them would regret it.     


	The interplay of tongues between them
was electric as two sets of hands explored each
others body.  The soft flesh beneath Mary's shirt
seemed on fire as A.C. played with her bounty. 
His thumbs pressed against her nipples, marveling
at their size as he imagined how nice they were
going to feel in his mouth.
	Unable to wait any longer, A.C. grabbed
the side of Mary's shirt and pulled it upward,
exposing one of the white globes to the cool air
conditioned air.  Mary's breast was capped with
one of the widest areolas he'd ever seen, over two
inches across.  In the center was a long thick
nipple as large as that on a baby bottle. 


	"You are so beautiful."  A.C. exclaimed as
he planted a soft kiss on the top of  Mary's
exposed globe.
	A loud sign erupted from Mary as she felt
the wetness engulf her mound. It'd been so long
since she'd known any touch other than her own.
She closed her eyes and savored the sensation.
	As A.C. made no effort to quickly expose
her other breast, it was obvious that he was going
to take his time.  His tongue darted to and fro,
tracing wide circles around the large nipple.  Then
he would tickle it directly before taking it whole
into his eager mouth once again.  
	Like a babe seeking nourishment, the
younger man nurtured at the source of
motherhood.  Each movement of his tongue, each
nip of his teeth, send long absent sensations
though Mary's reclining form.  
	"Oh, this feels  good."  Mary moaned as
she laid back with her eyes closed and just enjoyed
the feel of A.C.'s attentions.
	A few minutes later, A.C. finally exposed
her other ample breast and repeated his
performance. The result of which was to send
Mary further into a blissful state.
	Again and again he covering her flesh with
his warm mouth, leaving a trail of warm saliva. 
A.C. buried his face in the valley between her
breasts and drank deeply of the mixture of
perfume and sweat.  It was an inebriating aroma.  
	Her eyes still closed, Mary ran her hands
across the back of her young lovers head, guiding
his tongue to her most sensitive areas.  
	Lifting his head, Mary pulled her shirt
completely off.  With a wide smile on her face the
now topless woman eased A.C. back onto the sofa
cushion.  Duplicating his own actions, she slid his
own shirt up over his chest, exposing a well
developed set of pecs and apps. 
	 She leaned over and kissed him lightly. 
Continuing downward, she kissed each of his
nipples and gave them a playful lick as well.  A.C.
had never considered his own nipples as a sexual
area before.  It was an idea he would have to look
at more in the future.  Right now, Mary had a
more immediate goal.  Kissing her way down
across his flat stomach, the blonde paused at the
elastic waistband of his shorts and pulled them
down, taking his boxers with them.  
	To her delight, his hard cock sprang free,
bouncing in the open air.  A.C.'s cock had grown
considerable during his late teen growth spurt. 
Fully erect it stood almost eight inches and was as
thick if not thicker than her husbands.  
	"Now that is beauty."  she said as she
traced her outstretched finger along it's length.   
	Mary continued to play with A.C.'s cock,
cupping his balls in her hand as she ran her other
hand up and down it's measure.  Closing her
fingers a little tighter she could feel the power of
his young manhood.
	Leaning forward, Mary tongued the tip of
his cock, licking the drop of pre-cum that had
formed there.  A.C. thought he would explode
right there and then.  He closed his eyes as her
tongue ran down the length of his shaft and
swirled around his balls.  He couldn't wait for that
hot, wet sensation when her mouth could close
over his aching cock.
	Taking her time, Mary sucked on his balls,
then moved her way back up his shaft.  Then in a
fluid motion she engulfed the length of his cock,
sliding his young meat all the way down her
throat.  She let it slide out slowly, then swallowed
it again.  She could feel the heat in his balls, she
knew it wouldn't take many strokes before she
was rewarded with a steady stream of hot cream.
	"Oh God.....Oh God!...."  A.C. gasped as
he tried to hold back.  It was a one side contest. 
Mary had almost three decades of practice behind
her, she played his cock and balls like a musical
instrument. 
	"I'm gonna come...."  He managed to gasp,
seconds before bursts of salty cum erupted into
her mouth.
	As soon as she felt the first drops, Mary
deep throated his cock and swallowed the
seemingly endless stream as fast as it came.  She'd
always like the taste of her husbands cum, but was
glad to learn that A.C.'s had its own special taste.
	With a slight reluctance, Mary let the
semi-hard cock slip from her mouth.  A strange
thought filled her head.  It was like riding a bike,
how easily it all came back to her once she got
started. 
	A.C. was still speechless, the enormity of
what had happen was still sinking in.  Extending
two fingers of her hand, Mary wiped a small
stream of whiteness that had dripped from her
mouth.  Running her tongue across her fingers she
licked them clean.
	"That, was the best."  A.C. said as he
finally found his voice. "I really mean that."

	He sat up and kissed her, tasting his own
ejaculation on her tongue.  Usually, this turned
him off like a sudden cold shower.  This time he
found it highly erotic.  
	"Now it's my turn." A.C. grinned as he slid
down to the carpeted floor.
	Following A.C. instructions, Mary slid off
her shorts and panties and spread her legs.  A.C.'s
eyes opened wide as he looked up at the hairiest
bush he had ever seen.  Mary's entire crotch was
covered with long blonde hair.  All of the women
the young man had been with before had trimmed
their hair.  Like the kiss, he also found this to be
erotic.
	
	A.C. reached out between Mary's legs and
traced the outline of her light colored mound with
his finger.  He moved to the center of her mound
and rubbed back and forth against it.  As his finger
became lubricated by the wetness there, he
slowing slid it between the folds.  A soft gasp
escaped Mary's lips as A.C. slid the finger in and
out, again and again.
	After a few minutes, A.C. replaced his
fingers with his tongue.  An action that met with
louder moans of approval from Mary. 
	"Oh God yes!"  Mary exclaimed at the
touch of his tongue against her valley. 
	Mary leaned back on the couch and spread
her legs even wider, inviting A.C. to further take
of her delights.  He kissed left and right of her
treasure, before spreading Mary’s moist lips with
his fingers to exposed the excited clit within. 
	 A loud sudden cry escaped Mary’s lips as
A.C. made contact with her love button. 
Countless nights of practice on a steady stream of
willing coeds proved their worth as A.C.
demonstrated his skill as a first class pussy licker. 
Raising one of her legs atop the back of the
couch, the 45 year old rolled her head back and
closed her eyes, loosing herself in the warm
sensations radiating out from her sexual center.
	Mary’s cunt grew wetter and wetter with
each passage of her younger lover’s tongue.  He
again slid a finger inside her, adding it’s motion to
the rhythm he’d established.  Faster and faster,
moved both appendages, saturating the
surrounding blonde hair with a sticky nectar.  And
with each repetition, both the waves of delight and
resounding cries that accompanied them increased
as well.
	“Oh yes,”  Mary yelled. “Lick my pussy,
you’ve gotten it so..so wet.  I want to cum!”
	It wasn’t long before she got her wish as
she felt her body tense up and eruption of fire
explode between her legs.  Cascading waves of
passion ripped through her quaking form as the
byproducts of her eruption trickled onto A.C.’s
face.  Ever since the night he had first sucked
Jenny's pussy, A.C. had loved the taste of a
woman’s juices.  He eagerly lapped up as much as
he could.
	The oscillating surf that gripped her had
barely crested before Mary quickly shifted into an
upright position and pulled A.C. to her.  She
kissed him hard, enjoying the tasting of her own
fruit in his mouth.  Again and again she kissed
him, alternating those deep soul kisses with ones
on his cheeks.  Kisses that cleared the sticky
residue that covered his cheeks. 
	“I want you inside me.”  she panted in
between kisses.  “I want your cock in my pussy!” 
she said in a much louder voice.  
	It wouldn't be until the next day when he
was a thousand miles away that A.C. would
realize how much he had been turned on just
hearing Mary talk like that.  Her words were right
out of his teenage masturbation fantasies.
	A.C. took hold of his cock and guided it to
the entrance of Mary's pussy.  He rubbed it up and
down against her wetness a few times, covering
his hardness with lubricant.  Mary reached down
and closed her fingers around his cock and helped 
guide him into her, not that he needed it.  Mary let
out a small gasp as she felt his cockhead push
aside the outer walls of her pussy.  It'd been quite
a long time since she'd felt something warm and
alive inside of her.  A.C. echoed the soft moans as
he felt those walls wrap around his hard flesh.  It
may not have been a tight fit, but it was most
definitely a comfortable one.
	Because she was much looser than the
majority of his previous lovers, Mary was able to
take A.C.'s full length without any effort or
discomfort.  She lifted her ass off the floor as she
pushed forward and seemed to pull him even
deeper.  Already he had slid in and out of her a
dozen times, sending oscillating waves of pleasure
radiating outward from her sexual core.  Waves
that became more frequent and intensive with each
additional thrust.
	It wasn't long before the two were
matched in a perfect rhythm.  Each thrust being
met by that of the other. Tiny droplets of sweat
covered the warm flesh of each of them as they
lost themselves more and more in their sexual
joining.  
	A.C. could feel that he was only minutes
away from a explosive climax.  So it was with a
sudden disappointment that he suddenly felt
Mary's hands pressing against his chest, halting his
energetic thrusts.
	"What's wrong?"  A.C. gasped.
	"I want to fuck you!"  Mary said, her brow
covered with sweat.
	"I thought you were."  A.C. grinned.
	"No, you're fucking me.  I want to fuck
you!"  she continued.
	A.C. finally understood and agreed with a
smile. 
	Easing the young man's firm body off her,
Mary pushed him down on the soft carpeted floor. 
She spun around and mounted him.  Her breasts
hanging above his face, he was able to reach up
and take hold of them.  With a firm grip on each
soft mound, A.C. played with each nipple as she
began to ride his ever hard cock up and down.
	“Oh yes....yes!!”  Mary panted as she felt
A.C.’s manhood fill her again and again.  It felt so
good.  It had been so very long since it had felt so
good.
	Pinned down by her weight and the force
with which she slammed her sugar walls down
around his pleasure pole, there wasn’t much A.C.
could do but lay back and enjoy the ride.  Not that
he was complaining of course.  It was the first
time a woman had ever taken control in
love-making and he realized he could easily grow
to like it.
	“Deeper....deeper!...Omigod...yes!” Mary
yelled yet again.  
	Beads of sweat continued to run down
both their bodies as they began to rut like wild
animals.  .  As she felt each new thrust of A.C.’s
cock, Mary thought of the countless nights she’d
masturbated thinking about how much she missed
having a man. 	Breaths came in labored short
gasps and Mary felt her vision blur as what had to
be the most intense orgasm in a very long time set
her body afire.  Bright lights flashed before her
eyes as she soared above that plateau that had
existed for so long only in her dreams.
	Then as quickly as it had occurred, the
sensation began to fade.  Her vision cleared, and
in the silence her heartbeat began to slowly return
to normal.  But the memory would never fade.  It
would be something she would remember night
after night.
	"Oh God, that was so wonderful."  Mary
moaned as she laid atop A.C. and let her body
relax.  
	A.C. reached up and gently caressed her
breasts, planting a kiss on her cheek as he did. 
His still hard cock slid from her.
	Reaching down between her legs, Mary
took hold of his erection.  She realized that she'd
been so wrapped up in her own climax that she
hadn't noticed that he hadn't shot his own load. 
A.C. was one of those guys who always took a
long time to come a second time.
	"Oh A.C., I'm sorry."  she said
apologetically as she stroked his cock.
	"It's OK."  he said as she kissed her again. 
	"No, just give me a little time to get my
breath."  she smiled back.  "Then we'll take care of
that. 

	A half hour later, Mary was happy to say
she was indeed ready to go at it again.  She didn't
know if was because she had been celibate for so
long or the excitement of loving her almost-son. 
She only knew that if she was to have only this
night, she wanted to make the most of every
minute.
	Running her hand across A.C.'s sweat
covered chest, toying with his matted chest hair,
Mary had a sudden inspiration.  She brought her
lips to his ears and whispered.
	"What would you think of a shower, if
only to clean some of this off us?"
	It took A.C. a moment to realize that
Mary had said "us" not "you".  The idea that she
was going to shower with him seemed a more
carnal thought than had fucking her.
	"That sounds wonderful."  A.C. beamed.

	

	"I love this!"  A.C. said as he felt the
cooling water splash against his skin.  "It feels
great!"
	Mary joined him in the shower and was
instantly in his arms.  They kissed for a few
minutes, rubbing their hands over each other,
letting the hot water cover their bodies.  They
each covered their hands with liquid soap from the
wall mounted dispenser and soaped up each others
body.
	A.C.'s hands slid across Mary's body,
playing with her breasts, pulling them to his
mouth.  Again he took his time, playing with each
nipple with both his fingers and tongue.  Mary
closed her eyes, letting herself drift in delight.  It
felt so good.  So right.
	They soon changed places and Mary took
one of her new lover's tiny nipples into her mouth,
again showing him how erogenous an area they
could be.  She reached down and took his once
again hard cock in her hand.
	"I want you to fuck me again."  Mary said
as her soapy fingers slid up and down his
hardness.  "But this time I to try something
different.  I want to give you something I've never
given anyone else."
	"What?"  A.C. said as warm water ran
down his face.
	"I want you to fuck my ass."  Mary said.
	"Your ass?"  A.C. repeated in disbelief.
	"Yes."  she confirmed.
	A.C. couldn't believe it.  With all the girls
he screwed, none had ever let him try that.  It was
an exciting idea.
	"Are you sure?"  he asked.
	"Yes, it's something I've wanted to try for
years.  Ever since I saw it in one of those
magazines that Josh keeps hidden in his desk."
	"You know about those?"  he asked in
amazement.
	"Of course." she smiled.  "There was little
I didn't know about."
	"Amazing."  A.C. laughed.
	"Should we do it here?"  Mary asked as
she pressed her soap covered ass against his hard
cock.
	"I think it might be better on a bed."  A.C.
suggested, trying to hide the fact that he'd never
done it before.
	"Then a bed it is."  Mary agreed as she
gave his cock a playful tug.

	No sooner had they dried off and made
their way to Mary's bed when the older woman
hopped onto it and took up a position on all fours. 
Eager as well,  A.C. climbed up behind her and
ran his hand across her ass-cheeks.
	"I think we're going to need some kind of
lubricant."  he said, remembering an article he
read in a magazine somewhere.
	"I have something we can use in the night
table."  Mary replied.
	Leading him over to her night table, A.C.
took out a large tube of K-Y Jelly.  It wasn't the
tube that surprised him as much as the large flesh
colored dildo that laid next to it in the drawer. 
This was truly a night for shattering his illusions
about Mrs. Austin.
	Popping the lid off the jar, Mary reached
in and scooped up a generous portion of it with
her fingers.  First she smeared it over the head of
his cock, then the base.  That done, she slid a gel
covered finger into her ass, then a second, moving
them in and out.  Evidently, she actually had given
this a lot of thought. Finally, satisfied with both
the level of lubrication and tightness, she again
took up position on all fours and spread her legs.
She pushed two pillows under her chest and
lowered herself onto them.  Her ass hung high in
the air, inviting A.C.'s entry.   
	A.C. hesitated, unsure of how to proceed.
In the "how to" article he'd read, it had said that
anal sex could hurt a lot if you did it wrong.  What
was that saying he'd once heard.  "If sex is a pain
in the ass you're doing it wrong!"   
	"It's all right. I'm ready."  Mary said as she
reached back and again took hold of him, guiding
him to her smaller, tighter hole.  "Here..."  she
said as she eased the head of his cock against the
opening.
	Pushing forward, his cockhead slid inside
her, her ass wrapping itself around the gel covered
cock.  A.C. couldn't believe the tightness of her
ass, or how good it felt around his cock.  A.C. had
been with virgins that hadn't been this tight.  He
slid back a little, drawing it out about and inch,
then two, then he thrusted forward and buried his
shaft deep inside her.
	"Fuck  yes!!!!"  Mary yelled as she felt the
pain / pleasure combination  rip into her.  "Fuck
my ass, fill it with that big beautiful cock!"
	As her hole relaxed more, A.C. began to
develop a rhythm, thrusting harder with each
stroke. Mary followed the rhythm, pushing her ass
back to meet each new thrust, until his now
engorged balls slapped against her ass.  Her frenzy
increased with each new penetration, until she
could no longer speak, only utter a grunting noise. 
	As one hand balanced her against the bed,
the other had found it's way to her clit and she
frigged  herself incessantly, adding to the fires
raging within her.  Feeling A.C. begin to tense
behind her, she managed through sheer effort to
again find her voice.
	"Fuck me...."  she panted in gasps.  "Fill
my ass with that beautiful cum."
	A few seconds  later, A.C. fulfilled her
request as he experienced the most explosive
orgasm of his young life.  Mary's sphincter
tightened around the base of his cock as a fountain
of cum rushed into her.  Each additional thrust
brought more, until he was finally drained
completely.  Then in exhaustion he collapsed on
top of her, his cock still inside her as if, even
drained, she was unwilling to get him go.

	The second session of lovemaking left
both of them totally exhausted and they slept the
sleep of the contented. It was early morning
before either of them opened their eyes. 
	"Good morning, lover."  Mary said as she
kissed A.C. awake.
	"Good morning."  the young man
responded as he sat up in bed and looked at the
nearby clock. 
	They looked at each other for a moment. 
Neither had to say it, they both knew that the
intimacy that they'd shared mere hours before was
not to be repeated.  It would however live forever
in their memories.

	"Breakfast will be ready in about fifteen
minutes."  Mary Austin said as she adjusted the
belt on her robe.  "You have time to grab a
shower if you want."
	"Sounds like a good idea." A.C. said as he
slipped out from under the sheets and stood up. 
Strange as it seemed, given the events of last
night, but he felt a little funny standing naked in
front of Mary. He did however take note that she
hadn't offered to join him in the shower.  The
night was really over.  
	
	A.C.'s showers was brief and he stepped
out of the bathroom ten minutes later.  As he
stepped out into the hall, he was so preoccupied
that he didn't notice the tall figure standing
alongside the bathroom door.
	"I hope you had the decency to bring your
own clean underwear."  said the deep male voice
from behind A.C.
	"Josh!"  he said as he whirled around.
	The two friends exchanged hugs, it was as
if it had been days instead of months since they'd
seen each other.  It took only a few minutes to
bring each other up to date.  
	"I hope you haven't left my bed the mess
you usually leave yours in."  Josh said as he took a
step toward his room, the one closest to the
bathroom.
	"Oh shit!" A.C. said to himself, horror
flashing through his mind. Josh's bed was as
crisply  made as it was the previous afternoon. It
would be obvious that A.C. hadn't slept in it.
	"I knew it!" Josh exclaimed as he stepped
into his room.
	"Josh, I...."  A.C. said as he followed him.
	Horror turned to relief as A.C. saw that
the bed was an appropriate mess.  Mary had even
thought of that.    
	".....  I was just going to get to that."  A.C.
finished.
	"Hey, I'm only kidding."  his friend
laughed.  "Let's get down to breakfast."

	Breakfast was as good if not better than
last nights dinner.  By the time the two young men
were done, both of their plates were empty.  A.C.
couldn't remember the last time he'd had such an
appetite.
	
	Mary was about to say something when
the phone rang.  Josh started to get up when she
said she'd get it.
	"If that's the office, tell them I died."  he
quipped.
	The call turned out to be from Mike Ford,
one of the teachers at the school that both boys
had attended long ago.  Mary still did some
volunteer work for the PTA.  The conversation
was brief, merely a confirmation of previously
agreed on plans.
It was the tag at the end of their chat that
surprised the two young men at the table.

	"Oh Mike, does that offer of dinner still
hold for Saturday night?"  Mary asked.  "It does? 
Well then why don't you pick me up around
07:30.  Good, I'll see you then.  Bye."

	Josh Austin looked at his mother in shock. 
Mike Ford, a widower himself, had been asking
Mary out for three months now.  On every other
occasion, she gave him the same pat answer - that
it was too soon.  Josh had begun to think that she
would still be giving that same answer until long
after anyone stopped asking.
	"What brought on this change of heart?" 
he asked.  "Not that I'm complaining."
	"Oh I don't know."  Mary said as she
picked up the two empty plates.  "I guess A.C.'s
visit made me realize that I should stop acting my
age - or at least how I thought a woman my age
was supposed to act."
	"That's my friend A.C."  Josh said as he
slapped him on the back.  "I always said you had a
golden tongue."
	"I can attest to that."  Mary said too low
for her son to hear, but the wide smile on her face
was evident to all. 


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