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Anthony's Mother
by Honey Boy (Stroker374@aol)

***

A teenage boy tries to seduce his single mother so she 
won't have to date men to get what he thinks she needs, 
a hard, thrusting dick. (Fm, inc, ped)

***
 
My mom and I had been alone for five years. I was 13 
when she finally put my no good father out of the 
house. In a way, she had help from the police and court 
system.

My father Anthony, was a high school science teacher 
who had gotten one of his students, a 15-year-old girl, 
pregnant. I had always known he was fooling around. But 
there's no excuse for lack of knowledge when the school 
district fires him one day and the next day police come 
to your house in front of all your friends and drag 
your father out in handcuffs on statutory rape charges. 
It's a hell of a thing to see everyone in the 
neighborhood standing out watching as your sorry ass 
old man is hauled away.

Anyway, the next day mom took his stuff to his mother's 
house. He eventually served five years in prison for 
it. But he was out of our lives.

My mom, Judy, was a sexy lady. She was 5'8" and weighed 
about 150 pounds. Really put together, with long curly, 
black hair and cute.

For the years we were alone, she would walk through the 
house in see-through negligees, bra and panties, or 
short pants. Sometimes it was simply a night gown. I 
did pretty much the same, walking through wearing 
shorts with no shirt, and sometime just my drawers. It 
didn't bother us. I would always try and see her pubic 
triangle or glance at her tits. Occasionally, I would 
wait until she was in the bathtub and say I had to pee. 
That way I could see through the glass shower doors and 
get a real good hard on and ease into my room to jack 
off.

Other times, I would open the door and catch her drying 
off, bent over rubbing water from her legs or feet and 
I'd catch a full glance at her pussy. It was heavenly, 
sitting open with those pouty lips.

Every so often, I would rub her ass or tweak her tits, 
and she'd giggle and tell me "Boy, you'd better quit," 
or something like "Aren't we feeling mannish?"

And there were times when I'd notice mom looking at my 
dick, sticking out her tongue and making fun. I wanted 
to fuck her so bad and I think she wanted me to. There 
were times when I'd pretend to be asleep and notice how 
she'd walk into the room or stand in the doorway and 
look at my body.

In trying to further the game along, hoping she'd get 
weak enough to break down and make a pass at me, I had 
taken to sleeping with my underwear off. I'd purposely 
leave my door cracked and let my dick be half hard.

**

One night it almost worked. But I fucked up. I didn't 
get up and make a mutual move, expecting her to go all 
the way.

Mom came to the door as I lay on my side. My dick was 
standing straight and she stared a few minutes, then 
walked over and touched it, rubbing it up and down then 
leaving the room.

I didn't say anything, but I know now I should have 
taken her into my arms, pulled off her panties and 
fucked the hell out of her.

The next day she met this guy Frank, who seemed to take 
over her mind. He came by and they sat in the front 
room talking and giggling.

After they had dated for about two months and this 
bastard started to spend the night over, locked in the 
room with her.

She had started to drink wine, whiskey or beer 
everyday, not a smart thing as she was also taking 
prescription Valium every other day for migraine 
headaches.

It tore me apart to listen some nights at them going at 
it. All of her "oohs," and "aahs" were running me nuts. 
Not to mention, they'd smoke a joint and blow the smoke 
out of the window, thinking I was too dumb to figure it 
out.

Frank knew I hated his guts. He had started my mother 
to drinking, he was spending the night and he would 
come in every other evening and count the beers to see 
if I had drunk one. Then he'd make some smart ass 
remark to set me off.

I overheard them talking as my room was next to hers, 
that the next night Frank was going to fuck her ass and 
he told what to get from the drug store to clean out 
her bowels before he came over.

She giggled and started to talk about how freaky he 
was. She said she would have to drink some of Frank's 
whiskey to carry through with it. He had a fifth of 
bourbon in the pantry – in my damn pantry!

I planned to see that he never did.

I got five of mom's Valiums the next day when I arrived 
from school. I put the pills into the half empty fifth 
bottle and shook it up until they had been dissolved.

I now waited for them to start their nightly drinking. 
I had a plan.

I had talked to Robert Lee many times before about 
Frank. Robert used to tell everyone that he was fucking 
his own mother and never had to worry about her going 
crazy for some guy.

Robert said a woman in my mother's state of mind was 
"dick crazy," because she had been deprived of sex for 
so long.

She didn't really need Frank, Robert said. All she 
needed was some dick on a regular basis. And that's 
what Frank was providing.

**

It's 7:30 that evening and Frank arrived. My mom 
greeted him at the door. She had cooked him a pot of 
turnip greens and some pig tails. That fat bastard sat 
down and ate, sipping that whiskey through his meal, 
then drinking a beer.

"Young blood, ain't you got somewhere to go for a 
while?" Frank asked me as I sat watching television.

"Fuck you, black motherfucker. You ain't my damn daddy. 
Kiss my ass," I exploded, as mom came over rubbing my 
head telling me to calm down.

I told her I was tired of Frank fucking with me. She 
grabbed the whiskey bottle and poured herself a couple 
shots over ice. Frank just turned up the bottle to 
guzzle his.

I said I'd leave, I was going to my friend's house. Mom 
begged me to not be angry. I got into my car and rode 
about 40 minutes. I went back home and didn't hear 
anything. It was about 8:30 p.m.

I opened the door to mom's room and there they were, 
both knocked out. Mom had nothing on. She was laying 
face down snoring like hell, her arms crossed beneath 
her face.

A jar of Vaseline was lying on the floor. Her ass and 
cheeks had been smeared with it.

Frank was naked, with his fat belly covering his small, 
soft dick and his arms lay to either side of the chair.

I was so turned on.

I walked over and shook mom, calling to her, "Mom, wake 
up!"

She never moved. I touched Frank, jabbing a finger into 
his belly and he didn't move. He was snoring like hell.

My dick was about to bust my pants. I was staring at 
the pussy I had wanted all these years. I had stolen 
glances at it, dreamed about it and now she was in 
front of me – totally subdued.

I flipped mom over and saw that sweet black bush 
sitting there. I kissed her lips and rubbed her tits 
and then bent over and licked her pussy.

After a few minutes, I picked her up, carried her to my 
room and easily laid her onto my bed on her back.

I pulled off my clothes and put my head between her 
legs again. I started to lick and suck on her already 
wet pussy. She was fresh, but hot. I could smell the 
soap she had bathed in, along with the Vaseline that 
greased her asshole.

After eating her pussy for about 10 minutes, I eased my 
dick into her pussy. The thin, dark lips seemed to suck 
me into her. I was spasmodic. I quickly began pumping 
for all I was worth and cummed in under five minutes. 
But my dick never got soft. It wanted more. I turned 
mom to the side and placed some pillows under her head 
and began fucking her slowly from the back. It felt so 
good that I would fuck, stop, eat her pussy and then 
resume fucking her. After about 20 minutes or so, I 
cummed again, but was still hard. Now I wanted to fuck 
that asshole.

So I rolled mom over onto her stomach and inserted a 
finger in her ass. I slowly finger fucked her ass for a 
good 10 minutes. I tried to mount her, but I couldn't 
get in because she was so tight and her limber body 
made it difficult.

I placed two pillows beneath her pelvis and stomach. 
Her ass was sitting straight in the air now.

I eased up on her. I eased in the tip of my dick. She 
was well greased with Vaseline.

Still having problems with getting more in, I eased out 
as a fart escaped.

I got the Vaseline and coated the head of my dick with 
it. I got on top again and this time grabbed mom's hips 
and I eased forward. I could only get my dick head into 
this tight asshole. I was trying to get more inside of 
her, but I couldn't for fear I'd hurt her. She was so 
tight.

Then I began to roll around the head of my dick into a 
couple inches of her ass. All the while I was fingering 
her pussy.

In less than three minutes, I cummed watching my sperm 
drip out of her rectum because I couldn't get in past 
the head.

I pulled out and continued to fuck her pussy from the 
back. It was the best fucking I'd ever had. I was 
staring at my dick going in and out of mom's pussy. And 
trust me, my dick was as hard as it had ever been after 
cumming three times.

I could feel the next ejaculation coming on. I pulled 
out of her to let it subside. Then I started to eat 
that pussy again. It was so good and hot.

I got on top of mom again, this time, forcing her 
tongue out of her mouth, it tangled with mine and our 
combined juices giving me a boost. I was close to 
cumming and could feel my dick hitting her IUD. I 
started to pound her, my bed squeaking like hell as 
sweat dripped from my face on to hers.

This time it took longer. I was about 35 minutes of 
fucking her before I cummed this time. Mom's pussy laid 
gaped open, a deep red colored hole that shined in the 
light.

I sat there between her legs, rubbing her pussy, 
fingering her pussy and licking it for what seemed like 
another 20 minutes. I was so happy.

Cum was running out of her ass and pussy and I 
feverishly wiped as best I could to get as much cum as 
I could from her holes.

Then Frank got choked in his snoring made a coughing 
sound and fell from the chair to the floor. I freaked, 
jumped from the bed and looked. He was on the floor 
still snoring.

My dick was hard again and I returned to mom. This time 
I buried my face in her pussy, licking even the cum I 
had deposited into her, from that sweet pussy.

I mounted her pouting pussy again and watched myself 
going in and out. I sat back and snapped Polaroids of 
my dick in her. I was cumming again and I grabbed her 
shoulders, slamming hard and trying to push my 10 inch 
dick through her belly, as I licked her face and neck.

I moaned when I came and just rolled side to side in 
her for a while. I got up, picked up mom and placed her 
on her own bed. I now snapped more pictures of her 
pussy, flipped her over and snapped pictures of her 
asshole. To make sure everything was kosher, I wiped 
cum from mom's pussy onto Frank's face and onto his 
dick.

I closed the door, leaving her as I had found her and 
went back to my room, changed the linen and sprayed air 
freshener. Her scent was all in the air of my room.

I then exchanged the drugged bottle of whiskey with a 
fresh one, that is minus the amount they had consumed 
so it looked like it was the same one.

It was getting late and I figured they'd come around 
from the drug induced state soon. So I left the house 
and rode to my cousin's house for about an hour.

When I got home, Frank had left and mom looked like she 
had just awakened.

"Hey there you," mom said. "Where have you been Aaron?"

"I've been at Johnny's house, just relaxing. I came 
here first, but you and that fat boyfriend of yours 
were in your room, so I left," I said.

Mom hadn't bathed yet. I asked her if she had a good 
time. She said yes. Then she hugged me close and told 
me she wished I would get along with Frank. I told her 
no way. He was no good and I'd prove it.

Then a Freudian slip occurred as my emotions soared. 
"You belong to me mom. You're my woman and I'm your 
man. You don't need that big-gut, fat stinky bastard," 
I blurted out.

Mom's head snapped as she looked back and asked "What 
did you just say Aaron?"

I froze as she stared at me.

"Mom, I just meant that I don't want you to have 
somebody sorry like that. I mean you can do better," I 
said. "I wished I could hand pick the guy for you. He'd 
be special, you can bet."

"And when did I become your woman?" mom asked. "How can 
I become your woman when you're my son! Boy you'd 
better quit reading that stuff on the Internet. It's 
affecting your brain."

She then came over, grabbed me and we hugged really 
tight. Mom then backed up and said "I know you love me 
honey. But I need love in more ways than one. And 
that's what Frank provides me. I'll never stop loving 
you because someone else comes into my life. Stop 
thinking that way."

Then she kissed me on the forehead and I returned the 
kiss, a quick peck on the lips.

Mom smiled and thumped my dick as she turned to walk 
away.

"Boy, that thing's going to get you in trouble if you 
keep letting it tell you how to act and what to say," 
she giggled.

As she walked toward the bathroom, I could see what she 
couldn't. As she switched her ass, cum had leaked from 
her asshole onto the back of her robe, leaving a 
brownish spot.

She quickly turned around to see me staring at her ass, 
"Boy you need to get an older woman. You're in heat," 
mom joked, tipping the back of the robe up as if she 
were teasing me.

It was close to 11 p.m. and I was ready for bed. I 
tapped on the bathroom door, "goodnight mom. I'm going 
to bed."

"Come here Aaron and give me a goodnight kiss, hon," 
mom said.

I walked through the bathroom door and mom was sitting 
in the bath tub, the shower door open and her breast 
hidden behind the smoky-colored glass.

"Come here boy," she said, extending her hand. "Baby 
mama's going to always love you. You're the man of the 
house and you'll always be my young man."

I leaned forward to kiss mom on the jaw, realizing my 
earlier kiss to her lips now seemed inappropriate. She 
turned to meet my lips with hers and grabbed my head. 
She kissed me fully on the lips, no tongue, but just a 
long smooch on the lips.

She had turned enough that I could see her breasts in 
plain view and I could see the bush between her legs. I 
instantly hardened and stared small talk after we broke 
the embrace to continue my voyeuristic pleasure.

After a few minutes, she closed the door and told me to 
sleep well. I know she knew the effect she was having 
on me. She glanced at my crotch then looked into my 
eyes and joked, "I hope you can sleep with what's going 
on down there," thumping my dick again.

I went to bed with a huge hard-on. I wanted to stay 
awake to see if she'd enter the room like on previous 
nights and stare at it. But I was spent from the 
earlier fucking and I dozed off immediately.

**

Next morning mom comes into my room to awake me, 
wearing a lavender, silk house coat. I could see her 
panties and I could see her titties gently bouncing. 
She had fixed breakfast and was standing there combing 
her hair looking in my mirror.

"This evening Aaron, be nice to Frank. He's coming by 
to see me and I don't want problems with you talking 
down to him. OK?"

I played it off saying "OK mom. I'll be cool with him 
because of you only."

"Good guy, Aaron," mom said, leaning over, kissing me 
on the lips as her gown split open revealing her lovely 
tits as she quickly closed it giggling.

Doing something I'd never done before, I grabbed mom's 
nipple and pinched it slightly.

"Boy, you'd better quit! I can't walk around in comfort 
for having the mannish side of you come out," she 
laughed and continued to fix her hair.

I arose and there was no question she saw the huge 
bulge in my drawers. Mom tried to act as if she didn't. 
But I could see her eyes in the mirror, staring, as I 
rushed to put on my own oversized cotton robe.

I brushed my teeth, showered and started to eat. She 
came in kissed me again on the lips and said to have a 
good day. She was off to work at the office where she 
was a grant writer.

As I watched her leave the driveway, I grabbed the 
Polaroids I had taken of her.

I sat them in front of me as I sat on the toilet and 
beat my meat. I watched the pictures and then cummed, 
shooting a huge load onto one of them before quickly 
wiping it clean.

I knew I had to have her in the right way. My mind 
thought all the day at school about how to get her in 
bed with me willingly. Why was I obsessed with fucking 
my mom and being the only one in her life sexually, I 
couldn't figure out. I was well-liked in school, had 
plenty of girlfriends to fuck at any time and even was 
boning my English teacher, the lovely blond headed 25-
year-old Mindy Lewis. She was a dream. Long blond hair, 
natural blond all over, long shapely legs and gorgeous 
smile.

Yet it seemed after my Freudian slip, mom was showing 
me more and more compassion that wasn't the type you'd 
show a son. And I had started to venture across the 
line, taking long stares at her and pinching her butt, 
or rubbing her boobs on the sly.

**

That evening after classes and since the football 
season was over and my scholarship choice was announced 
with the largest and best school and athletic program 
in the state, I stopped by to see my grandparents, Al 
and Delia. They lived about 10 minutes away and were 
always there for us.

Mom's parents, her mother, a very lovely light 
complexioned woman of about 55, who stood 5'3, weighed 
about 120 pounds, really shapely, and granddad Al, 
about 6'3 and weighing about 210, all muscles, were 
wealthy.

They divided their time between their nine 
grandchildren and traveling around the world. They had 
been at all my football games. I took after granddad, 
standing 6'3 and weighing a solid 200 pounds. Come the 
fall, I would be heading off to play football on an all 
perks scholarship, considering I still maintained a 
solid 3.8 GPA and was a member of the national honor 
society.

My grandparent's first concern was mom - their baby 
daughter and her dealings with Frank. Granddad told me 
we, the family, had to get her mind off Frank. Frank 
sold dope on the side and he was shacking up with an 
easy to screw young girl we all knew as "Tittie."

We called her Tittie because she would breast feed all 
her five babies in the public when they were young to 
keep the money she earned from selling the free baby 
formula that she got from Welfare.

I knew Tittie well because I had fucked her some when I 
was 15-years-old, of course wearing condoms. Tittie was 
about 28 now, 10 years older than me. I went to her 
house and we talked. She was incensed that Frank was 
screwing my mom.

I knew Frank was to take mom to dinner Friday night at 
a local place that had a nightclub next door.

Tittie and I concocted a plan where she and her friend, 
would burglarize Frank's car and steal the dope, his 
pistol and money. They would split the money with me 
and then she planned on going into the nightclub to 
catch him with mom and embarrass him.

It was easy for me to follow because the football 
coaches were giving the team a party three doors down 
for winning the State Championship, Regional 
Championship and setting four record. We also had seven 
players who had earned premium scholarships, me 
included. I went solo because my girlfriend Lillie, was 
out of town getting a tour of the college campus she 
would attend three states away.

When I got home it was around 6:30 p.m. Mom had her 
clothes laid out on the bed and was fixing her hair in 
anticipation of the big date tonight. One problem – she 
had forgotten how to slow drag it had been so long 
since she'd been out with a man.

I told her I'd give her a refresher course. So she 
finished her hair, went into the den and cut on the 
stereo, playing some soft Earth, Wind and Fire.

"Come on Mr. Cold Feet. If I'm your woman, you don't 
want to be embarrassed in front of the crowd do you?" 
she asked.

I went over and told her to stand back and watch the 
basic feet movements as I danced with an invisible 
partner. I did so for about five minutes when she moved 
into my arms and took her place. Her touch made me 
instantly hard, so I backed off and we held hands, 
keeping her at a distance. Her feet were clumsy and she 
pulled back in, close to me, her body tight to mine as 
she held her arms around my waist.

I could barely say anything. She felt the hard on, but 
was now learning the dance.

"OK mom," I said, trying to break her bond on me. 
"Looks like you've got the swing. You're ready to go 
now."

"One more dance, Aaron. I think I've got it, but I want 
to be for sure," she said as "Lover's Holiday" came on.

We maintained the closeness and she now looked up into 
my eyes, really dreamy like and kissed me on the jaw, 
then laid her head into my chest, moving ever so slowly 
and sensually.

"Show me everything Aaron, how you lay the woman back 
and pull her up," she said.

So I really got into the dance then. Only problem is 
when I laid her back her legs had to open to allow for 
the move. And one of my legs had to be crotch close to 
pull her back up.

My dick was touching her crotch dead center now. Mom 
stared up at me in a sensual gaze that made me think I 
could fuck her right now.

"Show me everything baby," she pleaded.

"OK mom. Don't get angry at me. But I'll show you 
everything," I said as I restarted the song.

We danced closer and more as one this time.

As we completed the dance, I leaned forward and kissed 
her on the mouth, sucking in her tongue to which she 
pushed it further into my mouth before withdrawing it.

"Wow baby. So I'll have to kiss on the dance floor too? 
Why did you do that" she asked.

"Mom, please forgive me, I said seeking a pardon."

"But you told me to show you everything."

We held hands, hugged and she walked in front of me to 
the bathroom. I could sense she was probably 
masturbating because of the quietness. After a few 
minutes she emerged with a flushed look on her face. 
She gave herself away because she didn't flush the 
toilet. She only washed herself because after she left 
the bathroom, I picked up the towel from the linen 
hamper and smelled a distinct musk.

As mom finished dressing sitting in the mirror, I too 
was dressing.

Frank pulled and blew the horn, mom jumped up anxiously 
and came to give me a kiss on the jaw this time.

"I'll see you later baby. Do I look OK," she asked.

"Like a candy bar. Good enough to eat," I said as she 
giggled.

I got to the awards ceremony at 8 p.m. It went quickly 
and the dance and dinner began at 9 p.m.

I walked out to knock down a beer and spotted Tittie, 
her cousin Wanda and Frank all arguing at his car. This 
was not supposed to happen until 10 p.m.

I walked the few doors down and asked Frank where my 
mother was. He didn't say a thing as Tittie told him he 
could either stay at the restaurant with mom or "black 
motherfucker come get your shit out of my motherfucking 
house tonight!"

I walked into the restaurant and mom grabbed me around 
the neck and hugged me close. She told me Tittie had 
ambushed them as they came into the club. No one had 
touched her, which relieved me.

I told her we were leaving. She was afraid of the 
women. I looked mom in the eyes and told her, "mom, I'm 
6'3''. 200 pounds and routinely knock 350 pound linemen 
on their asses. Do you think I would let anyone of them 
harm you?"

She sighed with relief and we walked out, her clutching 
my arm. Wanda was high on weed and started talking 
crazy. I didn't have to worry because there were about 
seven of my fellow football players standing around 
ready for some shit to break out.

"You half-white bitch. You love taking somebody else's 
black man bitch," Wanda screamed at my mother.

I lost it right then and slapped her across the face. 
Wanda hit the ground, knocked out cold.

Frank and Tittie just stared. Frank couldn't even look 
my mother in the face and say goodnight. He hung his 
head as Tittie continued to chide him.

Tittie patted me on the back and apologized for her 
cousin. She then told my mother, "Ma'am I apologize for 
acting a fool up here. But it ain't pointed at you. You 
didn't know about me because he never told you. Have a 
good night ma'am and please forgive me for losing my 
temper with this black motherfucker."

Mom giggled as Tittie hugged my neck and then hers. I 
told my partners I was leaving to take my mom to dinner 
and back home. They were cool with it.

We got into my car and mom started gushing tears about 
the embarrassment she felt. I kept telling her it 
wasn't her fault. Don't feel guilty. After a few 
minutes, she perked up and told me she was hungry.

I took mom across town to a fine eatery. She had shrimp 
and trout. I had a New York Strip steak and we shared a 
bottle of wine.

She seemed so happy there with someone to talk to, to 
eat with, to feel special, to hold hands with and chat.

Mom conceded that Frank was a mistake. I told her get 
over it. Tonight was our night.

When we finished dinner I told mom we needed to hit the 
dance floor as the band was now playing in the bar 
section. We danced to fast music for a while, sat and 
talked. Then when the slow music came on I told her 
"this time belongs to me and the prettiest woman in the 
world."

Mom choked up as a tear rolled down her cheek. We got 
up and danced and embraced tightly. I got hard 
instantly, but only this time made no attempt to keep 
it off her leg, or from touching her crotch.

As my hard member touched her crotch on the layback, 
mom stared me in my eyes and then closed hers, laying 
her head into my chest, rubbing it there.

It was time to go.

We left and as we drove home, I made the first move. I 
told her how much I was moved to touch her, to see her, 
to dream of her. She sat up, facing me and listening. 
Mom told me "You know you were wrong today when you 
kissed me like that."

We rode by a nice community park and pulled in. It was 
about 11 p.m.

I parked and we made small talk of the incident between 
Frank and Tittie as we got out of the car and sat on 
the small wooden overpass called "Lover's Bridge."

"Boy, you came right in there and made sure mama was 
alright Aaron. Thank you honey," mom said, as she 
kissed me on the cheek.

"Mom, nothing, no one will bother you if it's within my 
ability to prevent it. There's only one mom. And you're 
the best ever created. Thank you for being mine," I 
said as mom shed a few tears.

"No, no, no. Mom you've got to stop that crying because 
it's not healthy," I told my mom.

Then as I wiped the tears from her eyes, she stared up 
at me and we had a real kiss.

This was spontaneous. We both reacted with out hearts.

She held my neck, planting her tongue in my mouth, and 
me clutching her waist as I sucked ever so gently on 
that sweet, erotic tongue.

For the next few minutes we kissed, rubbed and touched 
one another in the empty park, on the bridge beneath 
the light.

We walked back to the car, holding hands and I opened 
the door for her.

After pulling back onto the road, mom started saying 
how what we had just done wasn't right, it was immoral 
to commit incest and most of all how demeaning and 
illegal it was.

"Mom, I understand that. I too hate that it's something 
we can never tell anyone about. But I love you just 
that much to be a part of you that only the two of us 
will ever know about. If it were a perfect world mom, 
I'd marry you. But since I can't, I can at least be 
your lover in secret and you can be mine," I said.

Mom held my hand, rubbed my face and said "we'll think 
about it baby. But you know it's something wrong with 
thinking that way. It's not right. It's incest. Not 
only is it illegal, but it's immoral."

"No mom. We'll do it," I said.

Ten minutes later, we're back at home.

I opened the door and mom walked in first. She went 
straight to the china cabinet, to grab that bottle of 
bourbon. I stood behind her and took it away.

She turned to me and before she could say a word, I 
embraced her, sucking in her tongue, hearing her sigh 
and then emit a moan.

I picked up mom and carried her to her bed. I laid her 
down and I undressed as she looked, wondering what to 
do. I showed her.

I pulled mom's dress over her head. There she stood 
with a white slip on.

I laid her on the bed and pulled down her panties.

I said nothing, but went straight to eating her 
slightly salty and musky pussy with the fluffy black 
bush.

"Oooh baby," mom moaned. "Oooh, eeeh. Oooh."

I ate her pussy for what seemed like 15 minutes, 
causing her to orgasm twice in my mouth.

As I rose, her eyes looked glassy, as if the licking 
and sucking I had done were narcotics to her system.

I revealed her firm tits and started to suck them. She 
started the moaning again, heaving her chest to get 
them to me.

"Baby are you sure? Is this what you want?" she asked.

I said nothing.

I leaned mom back onto the bed and presented my 10 inch 
dick to her vagina.

She looked and she started moaning, rubbing it as I 
sought her pussy.

I leaned forward covering her mouth with mine, kissing 
her and impaling her with my dick and she adjusted 
beneath me to get it into her wet, sweet box.

After my first climax, I got up and cut off the light. 
We fucked four more times that night, finishing the 
last fuck at 2:30 a.m.

Then we went to sleep. Since then we've fucked 
regularly. She has had no other man except me.

Mom still looks wonderful. And I never thought a pussy 
could be so cute and taste so good. It's great.

I married my high school sweetheart, went on to have a 
successful career in the pro football league and I now 
have 4 children with my wife, who is a top notch 
medical doctor.

Good thing is, we live on an estate. I have several 
businesses and my mom lives on the estate, in a house 
next door to mine. She still is lovely and is the best 
pussy I'll ever get. 

Funny thing is that my wife, who works at her own 
clinic up to 12 hours a day, then tours around 
sometimes conducting seminars and training sessions, 
wouldn't want it any other way. She figures if my 
mother's at the house and at the office overseeing my 
affairs, then I'd never cheat on her. Strange isn't it?

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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