desesperado!!!

Mom lusts for her son’s large cock after covertly watching him masturbate.

I watched my son, Brad, masturbate last night.  Now, please don’t judge me … it isn’t like I planned to … it just happened.  I was up late doing laundry, and I had a few things that needed to go into his room.  When I came up to his door, it was cracked open.  It was my intention to push the door open just enough to set his things on the little stand just inside the door and then leave.  However … when I did that the door swung open a little further and I suddenly looked upward and caught a glimpse of him in the mirror above the dresser.

He was lying naked on his bed … the covers thrown off to the side.  And he had his cock in his hand, slowly stroking it while he was watching something on his electronic tablet.  My breath caught in my throat … I couldn’t believe how big it was!!  It looked huge!!  And even in the mirror, I could see that the tip was covered with shiny pre-cum which he would occasionally run his fingers over to lubricate his shaft.  My pussy tingled and then quickly throbbed with a strong desire.  My mind immediately went crazy with the thoughts of running over to the bed and taking over … licking and sucking on his cock before mounting his huge shaft and showing him what a real woman feels like.  I suppose that I should have actually been really upset about him jerking off to porn … but instead I lusted for him and his cock.

I don’t know how long that I stood there, mesmerized by his large manhood contemplating how it would feel in my now dripping wet pussy.  I was so captivated with it that I forgot that this was my own son that I was looking at.  His hand began stroking a little faster and I couldn’t help but to rub my pussy gently through my clothing while I watched.  I don’t really know how long it was until he suddenly threw his head back and moaned very loudly.  At the same time his cock began spurting hot white creamy cum all over his belly.  I nearly climaxed myself right there at the sight of him cumming.  All at once though, it dawned on me where I was and who I was watching!  I quickly pulled the door back the way it was, and beat a hasty retreat to my bedroom.

When I got there, I realized that I was so wet that I had soaked completely through not only my panties, but my shorts too!  With my heart still beating rapidly, I quickly closed and locked the door before stripping out of my clothes.  I then lay on my bed and fantasized about his cock while I rammed the fingers of my right hand into my soggy pussy and rubbed my hard clit with the other.  It was only moments before I climaxed and it was so intense that I had to bite my pillow to keep from crying out too loudly because I was afraid that he might hear me.  But I didn’t stop there.  I kept playing with myself until I had three or four more orgasms and then fell into a deep exhausted sleep while still naked.  I have never slept nude before… even after sex.

Now, it is morning, and I am feeling very guilty as I get dressed and make my way down to the kitchen to make breakfast.  Fortunately, when Brad comes in, he is in a hurry and gobbles his food down before quickly heading out the door.  I breathe a sigh of relief that he doesn’t say anything, although I’m not really sure that he saw me since he was looking at his tablet.  I’m hoping that he didn’t and I’m not sure what I will say if he says that he did.  However, I couldn’t help but check out the bulge in his crotch as he walks up to me and gives me a good-bye peck on the check.  I should have known that something might be up because he doesn’t do that very often, but instead, I nearly melt on the spot from the closeness of him.  After he leaves the house, I go into the room to see if I can find the tablet to see what he was looking at, but it’s not there, he must have taken it with him.

Just being in his room arouses me now and I contemplate lying on his bed and masturbating, but I suddenly come to my senses and I don’t.  Instead, I quickly get out of there before I succumb to that temptation. During the day I try to keep myself really busy so that I’m not thinking about him and his cock, but that plan is not working very well.  No matter what I do, the image of his big cock keeps coming back to me.  My pussy gets wet and it throbs whenever the vision of his manhood pops up in my head.  What is making things even worse is the fact that his father had left me for his much younger secretary several months ago and I haven’t had any real sex since then. My fingers can only do so much and I’m too damn embarrassed to go into an adult novelty store and buy a dildo.

By early afternoon, I am built up to a frenzied state again and I have to go into my bedroom where I strip down naked.  Both my panties and shorts are soaked again!  I proceed to relieve some of the sexual pressure by ramming my fingers into my cunt again and again while rubbing my clit until I am writhing around in a massive orgasm followed by a couple more.  My orgasms are so intense that I’m glad that I had put a couple of towels down on the bed or I would have soaked the sheets too.  When I’m done, I’m sweating and I’m covered in my own juices so I jump in the shower real quick to cool down and clean up.  For some unknown reason, I don’t bother with a bra or panties when I get dressed again, putting on only a rather tight tee shirt and a pair of gym shorts.  Even after my shower, the room still smells like sex so I take the towels and my soiled clothes and throw them in the washer.

Later that afternoon, when Brad comes home from school, he goes into his room where he also changes into some shorts and a tee-shirt.  He then comes into the kitchen where I am starting to fix dinner and we begin talking about his day at school.  Just his presence there is arousing me and I feel my pussy getting wet and my nipples getting hard.  I’m mentally cursing myself for not wearing underwear when I see him actually staring at my hard nipples poking out through the rather thin fabric of my tight tee-shirt. There is a lull in the conversation and then he suddenly drops the bombshell that rocks my world over to upside down, “I saw you watching me last night, Mom.”

My heart falls all the way down to my feet and I feel the color draining out of my face as I attempt to deny the fact by stammering out, “I … I don’t know what you are talking about!”

“Of course you do, Mom!” he says in a factual manner.  “You stood there in my doorway for a very long time watching in the mirror as I jerked off.  I even saw that you were rubbing yourself too while you watched.  You should have known that I’d be able to see you in the mirror too, just like you could see me.”  The color that had drained from my face returned tenfold as a deep crimson blush.  I open my mouth to try to speak, but no words come out, just some weird sounds.  Then he says, “But it is okay, Mom; it was really hot having you standing there watching me … especially when I saw the look on your face when I started shooting off.  It made me cum so hard!!  And then, I’ll bet that you probably went to your bedroom afterwards and frigged yourself until you came too.”

I know that my blush deepens and I try to say indignantly, “I did not!”

“Then why did I hear lots of loud moaning coming from behind your closed door?”

That is the final straw!  I am totally humiliated and embarrassed beyond belief!  Even though I briefly wonder why he was standing at my door listening, I run crying from the room; tears streaming down my face in total mortification.  ‘How could I have been so damn stupid not to realize that he could also see me in the mirror?’ I ask myself as I try my best to retreat.

I don’t realize that that Brad is right behind me as I’m going down the hallway.  He manages to stop my retreat with a big hand on my shoulder right before I get to my room and he quickly says, “I’m sorry, Mom, I shouldn’t have said anything like that.  Please accept my apology!”  He turns me around right there in the hallway and looks down into my eyes.  It is then that I fully realize just how tall my son has gotten; he’s probably six or eight inches taller that I am.  He puts his arms around me and hugs me tightly to him. I’m extremely sorry, Mom.  Please forgive me.”

Damn!! Having him hugging me is just making things even worse now, but I manage to croak out, “I forgive you, Son!  Please forgive me for watching you … uh … uh … masturbate.”  With tears still flowing, I bury my face in his shoulder in shame. However, I feel my pussy getting really wet again just from the scent of him and his strong arms around me, not to mention the fact that my big bra-less tits are pressed up against his muscled chest and I can feel his hard cock pressing up against my belly.  Once more I wonder how his manhood would feel inside me. Then I shake my head slightly and try to firmly tell myself, ‘NO!  That would be so wrong!!  That would be incest!’  But that argument is not working; my pussy is still throbbing with desire.  I can’t believe that I’m so fucking turned on by my own son!!  It’s like that intense desire from my pussy has taken over my logical brain so that it is giving me naughty carnal thoughts that I should not have.

He says softly, “It is alright, Mom.  Like I said, it was really hot having you watching me.  I know that it is hard on you with Dad being gone and I’m trying my best to do what I can to help you.  I really didn’t mean to hurt you!”

What he says is true, he helps out a lot around the house, probably more than my husband ever did. “I know that you didn’t, Son, and you really do help me out a lot.  I appreciate it so much.”

We are silent after that and a few minutes later my tears have quit flowing.  He releases his grip on me and gently wipes the tears from my face while he says, “And if you ever need anything, just ask.”

When he pulls back slightly, I glance down at the fabulous looking bulge in his shorts. Suddenly my mind is made up.  It’s probably not the best decision that I have ever made, but I reach out and grasp his hard cock through his clothing and softly say, “I need this!  And I need it now!”  All thoughts of impropriety seem to fly out of my head as I squeeze his manhood gently while knowing that I have now crossed a line that I can never cross back over. I can’t look up … I don’t want to see the absolute shock and disbelief that is probably in his eyes.  It seems like I’m in someone else’s body when I slowly drop to my knees in front of him.  Still without looking up, I start pulling down on the elastic waistband of his shorts. As I pull them downward and I let them drop to his ankles, his hard cock pops out and nearly slaps me in the face. For a moment I feel a little faint and unsure because I know how wrong this is … but the sight of his big hard cock bobbing in front of my face pushes those feelings away.

But now my body is on autopilot … there are not any thoughts coming from my brain … they’re only coming from my naughty cunt when I take his long, fat shaft in my hands.  As then, as my hand encircles his big cock and start stroking it, suddenly everything seems okay.  Not a word is spoken as I softly kiss the head of his cock and lick off the pearly drops of pre-cum that are oozing out from my stroking. A few moments later, I slip my lips over the crown and lick the sensitive place underneath it.  He moans out, “Ooohhh, Mooomm!” as I swirl my tongue around the bulbous head.  I can hardly believe the intense feelings going through me, heading straight for my pussy, when I feel his fingers running through my long blond hair while I start to take some more and more of his pole into my mouth.  On one hand, I can hardly believe that I am doing this … but on the other hand, it feels so damn natural!!

I start slowly bobbing my head up and down on his cock.  Just the fact that my own son’s hard cock is in my mouth gives me an unbelievable thrill.  I keep taking more of his manhood inside my oral cavity until I actually gag on it. To try to straighten the path, I tilt my head back, which forces me to look up into his eyes.  I see that they are wide with wonder and dark with lust. I am them able push his cock a little deeper that way, but unfortunately I gag on it again.  I should have known better than to even try since it is so much larger than what my ex-husband’s was and I couldn’t really deep throat him very often.  It seemed like I could mostly only do it when I’d had just a little too much wine.

But Brad moans … loudly … and suddenly I become determined to make this the best blowjob that he’s ever had … if he has even had any.  I keep bobbing my head and pushing my limits.  As his big cockhead attempts to invade my throat, my eyes are watering and I’m glad that I’m not wearing any mascara right now or my face would be a mess.  As his saliva covered cock slides in and out of my mouth, I almost feel like it is fucking my pussy at the same time.  Suddenly he says, “If you keep that up, Mom, I’m going to … uh … cum.

As much as I want him to climax in my mouth so that I can taste his young fertile cum, I really have another more urgent need … my throbbing pussy!  I clamp my fingers around the base of his cock and tug downward on his full balls to hopefully stop his impending orgasm.  Without taking my hand off of his cock, I rise to my feet and tug on his manhood to lead him into my bedroom.  “Wait, Mom!!  My shorts!” he urgently hollers.  In my haste, I’ve forgotten that they are still wrapped around his ankles and I was trying to move him faster than he could move with them there.  I stop and he lifts his feet out of them so that I can lead him into the bedroom next to the bed.

Once there, I turn to face him.  It’s almost like someone else is talking when I ask, “So, do you want to see my tits, Son?”

“Uh … yeah, Mom!” he exclaims like he doesn’t believe his good fortune.  I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it up over my head to expose my big tits with their hard nipples.  “They’re …… they’re …… they’re …… beautiful … Mom!!” he stammers out. His eyes are wide with wonder as he stares at the fleshy globes on my chest.

“Do you want to touch them?” I ask.

“May I?”

“Yes you may.” His hands are visibly shaking as he slowly reaches out and gently lays his fingertips on my tits like he’s afraid to break them.  A thrill, almost like electricity, flows through me at his tender touch as he caresses them and runs his fingers over my nipples.  I almost feel like I’m going to faint.  A moment later, I place my hands on top of his and use them to squeeze my boobs, showing what he can do without hurting me.  Without a word, I physically direct his hands to do the things that I like, including rolling my nipples between his fingertips and lightly pinching them.  My arousal is rising exponentially from his touch and the fact that my own son is playing with my boobs.  Then I reach up and place a hand behind his neck and pull him downward.  “Suck on my nipples, Son!” I demand.

Although he gives me a funny look for a moment, he actually kneels in front of me and takes one of my nipples into his mouth and starts sucking.  “Oh yeah!!!” I moan out.  “Suck them just like that!!!”  I hold his head tightly against my bosom, reveling in the wonderful feelings that he is creating that are going straight to my already dripping pussy.  After a couple of minutes, I say, “Now change sides.”

Suddenly I feel his hand inching up my inner thigh until it reaches the hem of my shorts.  I actually start to tremble from the thought of him touching me in my most private place.  For a moment I do ponder on just how wrong this is, but at the same time, I realize just how badly that I want it.  Involuntarily, I hold his head tighter to my breast until I hear him struggling to breathe … but even then he doesn’t stop sucking on my hard nipple. Then, just as I want, his fingers slide up under the hem and into the leg of my shorts.  His fingers are so close to my dripping pussy that I’m sure that he can feel the moist heat radiating from it.  Then it happens …… his fingertips touch my overheated sex and I nearly melt as he gently caresses my sopping wet pussy lips.

What happens next kind of surprises me, but then again, it doesn’t.  I feel my shorts being slowly pulled down until they go into freefall down around my ankles.  Suddenly I am completely naked in front of my son!!  How bizarre is that?  A moment later, his fingers return to my sloppy sex and I feel him separating my nether lips and caressing my soft inner flesh.  My knees are weak but I unconsciously spread my knees apart to give him a little better access to my overheated pussy.  It is so surreal to have Brad, my very own son, fingering his mother’s wet aroused pussy and once again I almost feel like I’m on the outside looking in.  But the pleasurable feelings are definitely inside me and I start moaning deep in my chest while his fingertips probe my most private place.

After a few minutes, I am nearly delirious with desire.  However, my son has another trick up his sleeve.  He pulls away from my right tit and says, “Sit down on the bed, Mom.”  The bed is behind me, only a couple of steps away, so after I lift my feet to get them disentangled from my shorts I step back and sit on the edge of the bed.  He then urges as he scoots up closer to me, “Lay back, Mom.”  I’m shocked as hell when he lifts up my legs and spreads them with his hands underneath my knees after I lie back.  His next words shock me too.  “You have a beautiful pussy, Mom!” he says.

Not really knowing what to say, I stammer, “Thank … thank you!”  A moment later, he is kissing the backs and insides of my thighs, teasing me deliciously but unmercifully since all I want right now is his cock inside me.  But he has other plans!  He starts licking my pussy lips from the back to the front and lightly teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue.  “Oooooohhhhhh mmmyyyyyy gaaaawwwwd, Brad!” I moan as his tongue separates my lower lips and begins lapping at the pink softness inside.  His sensuous sucking and slow licks are driving me crazy as he starts eating my pussy so wonderfully … like he’s been doing this all of his life!

Without thinking, I put my hands on top of his head and wind my fingers into his hair.  This seems to urge him on as does that fact that I feel like I am absolutely gushing right now.  He tongue fucks me … he sucks on my clit and gently flicks it with his tongue … he licks up and down my gash, his tongue wiggling fabulously from side to side inside me.  My arousal is rising and I start lifting my hips … wanting more of his wonderful tongue while at the same time wondering where he learned to eat pussy so well.   But my wondering is cut a little short when he sucks my clit into his mouth and runs his tongue over it in many different directions.  Suddenly the feelings are starting to become too much!!  “Oooohhhh mmmyyyyyy gaaaaaawwwwwwd!!!” I moan out again. “I’mmmm …… gonna …… cuuuummmmmm!!”

A moment later, I hear myself hollering, “OOOHHH FFFUUUUUCK!!” as my first orgasm generated by another person in so many months slams through my body.  It is massive and I’m yelling out, “OH FUCK!!  OH FUCK!!  OH FUCK!!  OH FFFUUUUCK!!”  My body is shaking and trembling, but Brad doesn’t stop, he only slows down a little. At the same time that I feel his mouth sucking on me and his tongue doing wild things, I also feel warm fluid running down the crack of my ass onto the bed below me, soaking it.  He doesn’t let my arousal slide down very far down though before he starts in again with his talented tongue.  Within seemingly just a few moments, I am screaming out in blissful orgasm again.  I wonder if the neighbors can hear me and if they can, I only hope that they don’t call the police!  A couple of moments later, I push his head away and I can barely get out, “It’s …… too …… sensitive!”

He looks up at me and smiles.  “Did you like that, Mom?”

My body is still shaking and I can barely get out, “Did I like it?  …… No, I didn’t like it …… I LOVED IT!!  Where did … you learn to … eat pussy like that?”  

His only reply is, “You just taught me, Mom.”  He gives me another smile as he gets up.  The bottom of his face is coated with my juices, but he seems not to pay any attention. I notice that his cock is hard again, and even though I know that it is so very wrong, all I want right now is to feel his young manhood inside me.  I know that it is incest, but at this point I really don’t care!  I just want to get fucked by his huge cock!!  I think that he knows this because he asks with a sly little smile, “Do you still want this, Mom?”

Because his hands are still behind my knees, my legs are still in the air and spread apart. My pussy is throbbing with need and his fabulous hard cock is only a couple of inches away from it as it bobs up and down.  Without mincing words, I nearly yell out, “Hell yes, I want it!!  Give it to me, Son.  Fuck your mother, Brad!”  Without really thinking, I reach down and grab his cock and I pull it toward me so that I can work on jamming it into my pussy.  A moment later, the head of his cock is splitting my pussy lips wider open than they already are … and the bulbous head is pushing deeper into my needy fuck hole.  “Oooohhhh ffffuuuuuck yeeeessss!!!” I moan out loudly as his cock starts stretching out my under-used cunt.  I quickly grab a couple of pillows and stuff them under my head so that I can watch him impale me with his big fat cock.

He’s only about two-thirds of the way inside my pussy and already I feel so damn full, much fuller that I have ever felt before.  His father’s cock sure never filled me like this!!  Because I’m feeling so stretched out, I say to him, “Oh my gaaawwwd, Brad, go slow!!  I’ve never had this much cock before!!”

He just smiles as he stops his inward push and starts fucking me in agonizingly slow strokes. While his cock slides in and out, I can see that it is covered in slick juices … my juices!  He says, “So, do you like my cock, Mom?”

“YES!!!  I LOVE your cock, Son!!  Just go easy!!  It’s been a long time!”  And he does go easy, fucking me slowly while gently pushing more and more of his marvelous cock inside my cunt until our bodies nearly meet.  I have to hand it to him; he is being slow and careful with his mom. A few strokes later, I feel his crotch meet mine.  “Damn, I feel so full, Brad!!  Your mom has never felt this full!  Keep fucking me, Brad!  Don’t stop!”

He keeps fucking me slowly, so slowly that I’m about ready to ask him to go faster, but it feels soooo fucking good!!  But somehow, he reads my mind and he starts going a little faster … and shoving his cock inside me a little harder, our bodies making little smacking sounds as they meet.  My arousal is rising higher and higher.  Then, suddenly he pulls out!!  I’m about to holler at him, but he rubs the length of his cock along my wet gooey slit, rubbing his cockhead over my clit with each pass.  I have to admit that it does feel good, but I want more so I start begging, “Damn, Brad!!  Quit teasing me!!  Put your fucking cock back inside of me!!  Damn it, Brad; FUCK ME!!” I demand.  I’m wishing that I could wrap my legs around him and pull him inside me!!

After some more tormenting teasing, he does slide his cock back into my pussy and starts fucking me again.  Like he was reading my mind, he releases my legs and I wrap them around his buttocks and pull him deep inside me.  He reaches up and grasps onto my tits and starts squeezing them while he fucks me harder, ramming his cock into my pussy making the head kiss against my cervix on each inward stroke.  “Ooohhhh mmyyyyy gaaaawwwwwd, yeeeeessssss!!!” I holler out as waves of pleasure start flowing through me.  My body feels like it is so hot … almost like he is fucking me with a red-hot poker!!

I don’t know how …… but he is already about twice the cocksman that his father was!!  He knows how to hit all the right places inside of my cunt while he pounds away at me, driving his cock deeper than any cock has ever been before.  Our bodies are smacking together from the force of his thrusts.  A few moments later my arousal is peaking and unknown to me, my body is tensing up like a guitar string.  Then I suddenly explode in a massive orgasm and I really have no idea what is happening other than there are waves of intense pleasure flowing through me and I am seeing fireworks behind my closed eyelids!!  And then right afterwards, a brilliant starburst!!

As I come down off of my high, I realize that my son is still fucking me!!  I look at him through glazed eyes and wonder when he is going to cum.  His head is thrown back and all kinds of strange, but sexy noises are coming out of his mouth.  Then, abruptly, he slams up against me and lets out an animalistic growl and I feel his big cock pulsing inside me and suddenly I am glad that I continued taking my birth control pills since he is pumping his young fertile cum deep inside my cunt!!  Just then, my next orgasm hits, pushing out whatever thoughts that are my head.  By the time that orgasm is over, I feel like I am nothing but a quivering mound of jelly, unable to move … or even talk … or really even think.

I think that Brad is almost in the same state.  He is holding tightly onto my legs like they are keeping him from falling.  After a few minutes, I say, “That was wonderful, Brad. You are amazing, Son!!”

“Thanks, Mom! You are fantastic too!”

“But what we did was so wrong!  I’m sorry!”

“Don’t be sorry, Mom!  It wasn’t wrong …… it felt so right!  You needed this!!”

“Yes, I did need it …… but I shouldn’t have used you.”

“You didn’t use me … I was a willing participant.”  He pauses for a moment and then says, “I love you, Mom!”  He leans down to kiss me.

“I love you too, Son,” I reply just before our lips meet and I get a taste of my pussy on his lips. After a few moments of passionate kissing he rises up and his cock slips out of my freshly fucked cunt.  I feel some of his essence oozing out of my pussy that is probably gaping after that pounding.  I roll over onto my side and scoot up more onto the bed.  Then I pat the bed beside me to indicate that he is to lie down next to me.  

We cuddle together for quite some time while I run back through my mind the movie of the sensuous thing that just happened between us.  At first, I think about telling him that this was a one-time thing … but I know in my head that my pussy will never allow that.  Then I begin to think about what it would be like to be fucked by him often … maybe every day and I start to get even more excited.  After a short while I make my decision.  I start to blush even before I start to say, “Son, you won’t have to masturbate to porn anymore.  I want to be your very own porn star.”

“Oh, MOM!! That is wonderful and exciting!!” He wraps his arms around me to hug me and kisses me passionately.  Well, one thing leads to another and soon my hand is down between us, grasping his hardening cock and his hand is playing in my gooey pussy.  Suddenly, I roll him onto his back and quickly straddle his hips. Once more it hardly feels like it is me when I grasp his cock and aim it at my sloppy wet pussy.  Just a moment later, I am settling downward on it, letting his big hard cock impale me.  Once again, it fills me completely as I sit on his crotch and gently move my hips. His cock even seems to grow some more after it is inside me.

“So, you like the idea of your Mom being your very own porn star, huh?” I ask as I start slowly moving up and down on his cock.

“Ooohhh gaaaawwwwd, yeeesssss, Mom!!  I do like that idea!!”

“Then reach up and play with my tits while I fuck your big fat cock!!” I demand.  He reaches up and starts playing with my boobs and pinching my nipples just like I showed him.  I place my hands on his chest for balance and start moving my hips up and down a little faster and with longer strokes.  Somehow, he knows to keep himself still while I am busy pleasuring myself on his cock.  I still can’t believe that I am fucking my own son and how good his cock feels inside me!

Within a few minutes, I am bouncing up and down on his cock at a much faster pace and my ass is contacting his thighs on each downward stroke when I drive his cock deep inside my still needy cunt.  It is like I am trying to make up for lost time.  My arousal is rising fast and I close my eyes in pleasure.  His fingers are still pinching my nipples and that action is sending waves of pleasure straight down to my already aroused pussy.  I am sweating from my exertion and my breathing is coming in gasps.  And then it happens … a huge orgasm takes over and suddenly I am a mass of shaking, quivering flesh, barely able to move.  I sit down heavily on his crotch while my orgasm totally consumes me.

I’m not sure how long I sit there with his cock still deep inside me.  I don’t think that he climaxed so I ask, “Did you cum, Son?”

“No, Mom, I didn’t … but that’s okay.  This was all about you and what you needed.”

“That’s really sweet … but I want to make you cum too … it’s about both of us, not just me. I just can’t move anymore.”

“Alright, Mom, then why don’t I finish us off?  Let me crawl out from underneath you so that you can get on your hands and knees and I can do it to you from behind.”

As soon as he says that, my pussy pulses.  My own son ‘taking’ me from behind!!  Seconds later, we are in position and he has his hands on my hips and he is driving his big hard cock into me from behind.  It is so arousing that I think that I start to orgasm on about the third or fourth long, but hard stroke.  And I don’t quit climaxing until he has blasted his second load of hot teen-age cum deep into my quivering cunt.  After he has filled me, he almost collapses on top of me … in fact I just kind of roll forward off of my knees until I am flat on the bed with him lying on top of me and his cock still inside me.  Right now, I feel so well protected and loved.  He asks, “Am I crushing you, Mom?”

“No, Son, it feels wonderful!”

After a while he rolls off of me and I turn onto my side to lie beside him.  My pussy still feels warm because I know that it is full of his hot cum.  I pull him closer to me and firmly say, “Don’t ever stop loving your mother like you did tonight!”  I reach down and grasp his manhood that is still semi-hard.  “From now on this cock is MINE!  Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mom; I understand.”  He kisses me on the cheek.  “This cock is yours from now on.  It’s not a problem because I don’t think that there is a girl my age that can do what you just did!  You are wonderful, Mom!”  He draws out the word ‘wonderful’.  Then he adds one more thing that nearly brings tears to my eyes, “I love you so much, Mom!!”

“I love you so much too!  I’m so lucky to have you, Son!  But I guess that I need to get cleaned up some so that I can finish dinner or I’ll be a bad mom.”

“Why don’t we just order a pizza instead and get it delivered,” Brad suggests.  “That way I’m the only one who has to get dressed just enough to meet the delivery guy.”

Although he didn’t say it directly, I assume from his statement that he wants to have me stay nude.  In spite of that, I say, “That’s a good idea!” I shiver a little because my pussy is already tingling in anticipation of more of his big cock … maybe even tonight!

The End

Copyright © August 2019 by daddy-stories   All rights reserved.

Check out  Daddy’s Sexy Stories for MORE STORIES!

I got home for winter break before Ashley's school let out, so for a couple of days, I was just jerking off. It was hard to get used to that again. In the dorms, if I was jerking off I was doing it around my friends while we looked at nudes of each other's ex-girlfriends, or moms, or sisters, or even while one of my friends was getting fucked and the rest of us were waiting for our turn. With Mary, obviously.

After a day or two of jerking off in the attic, I was pretty bored. One morning I got up early and I was jerking off in the bathroom near the kitchen with the door open. My dad was away so it was a roll of the dice whether it'd be my mom or her dad. I got lucky, it was my mom who walked in first. She was never shy with her compliments.

"Look at that big fucking cock, my god," she said, instinctively pulling her panties down. She leaned against the bathroom door with her panties around her ankles, watching until I shot my cum in the sink.

"Very nice," she said, pulling them back up. Her bush was thick these days. It pushed the top of her panties out a bit, you could always see it from the top.

It happened again the next morning. This time she pulled out her tits, and after I was done she said, "my turn" and dropped her panties as she moved to where I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror. I stood there and watched her touch herself standing up. She was rocking back and forth a lot. I went and stood behind her, putting my hands on her hips to steady her. She pushed her bare ass against my boxers. The top of her ass was basically at the tip of my dick.

"God you're so tall," she said. "I'd have to stand on an apple crate to get fucked by you," she giggled.

"You're bad," I said.

"If you tell me I'm a bad girl, I'll cum," she said.

"bad girl," I said in a low voice.

She yelped. She closed her eyes and finished and then sucked her fingers. She turned around and looked at me. "You're so fun," she said. "Do you still think I'm hot?"

"Fuck yeah," I said.

"I'm getting old," she said, "I'm almost fucking 40."

"You look 20," I told her.

"You're too good to me," she said. "How can I ever make it up to you?" she wrapped her hand around my dick over my boxers. We heard my grandfather shuffling toward the kitchen. I told her to take a shower. "Yes daddy," she replied.

My grandfather was out that afternoon when my dad arrived. My mother wrapped her body around him, kissed him, and then slid to the floor and started unzipping his pants right in front of me. I said "talk about a warm welcome," as he grinned at me and my mom took his cock in her mouth. I didn't leave exactly -- I just went over to the living room and relaxed on the couch as she sucked him off to completion, kneeling on the kitchen floor.

My dad headed to the bedroom to change, and my mom came over and sat next to me, slipped her hand into her jeans, and started touching herself. "I'm so wet," she gasped at me playfully. I reached over. Naturally, she took my hand and guided it right in. I felt the fabric of her panties against the back of my fingers as I passed over her bush to her cunt, which was soaking wet as advertised. "Wow," I said, pushing my finger inside her. She gasped, choked a little moan down. Her jeans were tight but not so tight that I couldn't manage a few hard thrusts with my finger. She was silent, shocked but thrilled. I felt her tighten and release. I pulled my hand free and put my finger in her mouth. She sucked it eagerly. When I let go, she slid dramatically to the floor and laid there, giggling.

"Your mom is so fucking horny when all the men are around," my dad observed to me later that day.

"Why is that?" I asked.

He shrugged. "She grew up with a shitty mom. She sought physical affection from men and that's still her primary way of showing her love," he said. "Nothing wrong with that, just different than most women." I suppose he was referring to his wife, though I didn't know that at the time.

My mom came in a moment later and grinned lustily at us. "My big strong men," she said. "God, you have no idea how often I have to put on new panties when you're both around."

She put her hand on my dad's face. "When you're away all I do is fuck myself and think of you," she said. It's still one of the most romantic things I have ever heard. She pulled him upstairs and came back down a few minutes later, bottomless. She winked at me. "Your father is taking a nap," she said, wiping his cum off of her ass with a paper towel. "Good girl," I said. She moaned.

Ashley got home from college the next day, and she came over and we spent the entire morning fucking. He pussy was hairier than ever, I guess it was just the vibe that winter. We talked about our various conquests -- I told her about Mary's younger sister, and Ashley told me she'd also fucked a fuck buddy's younger brother when he'd come to visit and expressed a desire to lose his virginity. "Good for you," I said. I told her about Mary and her bush and how her mom told them not to shave. "That's funny," Ashley said. "I don't shave because my mom is shaved. If she told me not to, I probably would."

"What if your dad asked you to shave?" I said. "Would you?"

"Of course," she said. "But he likes my bush. He always tells me what a woman I am when he sees me naked."

"How often does he see you naked?" I asked.

"Not often enough," she said.

The first time we went downstairs, my parents were in the kitchen and my mom was naked. Ashley clocked that, and didn't get dressed the next time we went downstairs. My dad grinned when he saw her naked body. My mom did too, honestly.

That night at like 2am, Ashley came back to the room giggling after having gone to the bathroom to clean my cum off of her chest.

"I ran into your mom in the bathroom," she said. "We were both cleaning cum off," she said.

"Hot," I said.

"We had a little taste test," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"I tried your dad's cum and she tried yours," she said.

The next morning, Ashley and I were fucking again when my mom came up the stairs to "wake us." I was railing Ashley form behind and she stood across the room and watched. Ashley had been begging me to cum inside her, but when she saw my mom she changed her tune. "Cum on my ass," she said. "Please fucking cum."

I pulled out and listened to both women gasping in approval as I stroked the load out of my cock onto Ashley's ass and lower back. She got up and stretched and my mom said, "I love your bush."

"Thank you," she said. She ran her fingers through my load and tasted it as she walked toward my mother. I watched her run her fingers through again and bring them to my mom's mouth. She sucked Ashley's fingers and grinned. Ashley went down the stairs. I was still laying on the bed mostly hard.

"You taste so good," my mom said.

"I've got a little left," I said, gesturing at my messy cock.

She crossed the room quickly, licking her lips. She knelt next to my bed and took my shaft in her mouth, sucking it just once, hard, from halfway down my shaft to the tip, sucking away the leftover cum. She grinned at me.

"Wow," I said.

"Any time you want," she said quietly.

When I finally got downstairs, Ashley was sitting naked on the kitchen counter talking to my dad, her legs just casually open. Good girl.

That night we went over to her place. Jake was around, so we did our usual thing of getting stoned in the basement and then double-teaming the fuck out of her. Her parents were out on a date, and when they got home at 1am I was the only one awake. I could hear them in the kitchen so I went to the stairs to watch. Ashley's mom looked like an older version of her, but shaved, as promised. She had her dress up around her hips and her husband was eating her pussy on the counter, she was sitting up there just like Ashley had been at my place. He licked her until she came, and then she hopped down to make out with him. Then they went to their bedroom. I slipped down the stairs so I could listen to them fuck. Ashley's mom called him "daddy" a lot, which was always hot. He made her cum again before he finished inside her. I went to the bathroom down the hall to piss and moments later, she came in, naked.

"Well hi there," she said. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry," I said. "You look amazing."

"You're a sweet boy," she said, peeing while I washed my hands. "And my daughter says you have a big dick."

"That's true," I said.

"Can I see?" she asked.

I pulled it out, flaccid.

"Yes," she said. "Very nice."

"Well, it's not hard."

"Do you need help with that," she asked. She was washing her hands now, and turned to grip my cock with a wet, warm hand.

"Yes," I said. So she stroked me, slowly and attentively. I got hard quick. She turned around and guided me between her legs from behind.

"What about your husband?" I said.

"You're bigger," she said. "I'm yours by right."

I could see where Ashley got it from. I pounded her over the sink, watching her face in the mirror as I pushed in deep. She came but I was still a long way off, so I just kept pounding her. She was whispering encouragement at first but soon went nonverbal. I watched her cum again and finally unloaded. She held on to the sink as I pulled out.

"How does Ashley do that more than once a day?" she said, dazed.

I told her she was gorgeous and asked if I could take a picture of her naked. She said of course, and let me take a few, she sat on the bathroom sink and spread her legs, my cum leaking out.

CHAPTER ONE

After getting the money from the instant teller machine, Sarah felt an irresistible impulse to lift her dress.

It was night, but the front of the bank was well lit, and the parking area of the shopping center was filled with cars. She looked around, a flush on her face, a flush of embarrassment and excitement.

Why she had this sudden urge to lift her dress and expose herself, she didn’t know. She had never wanted to do that before. Her hands shook as she stuffed her money into her purse. She stood a moment, facing the machine, eyes closed as she breathed deeply. Her hands trembled on her hips and thighs, and her fingers began to inch her dress upward. She was afraid to turn around, afraid she would be face to face with someone watching her. Yet she continued to lift her skirt, slowly. When it was an inch or two above her knees, she felt a burning wetness inside her panties. The lips of her cunt seemed very swollen suddenly, and her clit had become very hard and sensitive.

Without turning from the instant teller machine, Sarah inched her dress higher. She was hardly breathing, not understanding why she couldn’t resist doing this wicked thing. Her dress was halfway to her hips now, and she was still raising it, slowly. The cheeks of her ass bunched as a fiery quiver swept through her cunt. The sensations were very much like an orgasm, only she didn’t come.

“Oh, God!” she whimpered softly, feeling the cool night air on the backs of her thigh, then her pantied ass. She stood holding her skirt about her waist, her skimpy panties displayed. She took in a deep breath, a shudder of wild, strange excitement coursing through her.

She turned.

Her dress was high in front and back, the frilly panties exposed, her cunt making a mouth-watering bulge in the tight crotch.

That was when she saw Jimmy, her son in the car, with Keith his cousin, at his side.

And they were staring at her, eyes wide and mouths open.

The flush on Sarah’s face deepened, and she felt as if she wanted to cry with embarrassment, yet she held her dress around her hips, and started walking toward the car. Still holding her dress with one hand, she opened the door and slid under the wheel, with her son and nephew staring through the other window at her. She sat with her dress around her waist, her long, sleek thighs gleaming in the harsh light, her hands gripping the steering wheel as she stared straight ahead, her face on fire with embarrassment.

“Get in!” she hissed through clenched teeth.

The two boys climbed in, with Jimmy sitting in the front, his cousin taking the back seat. Sarah knew her son was fighting to keep from looking at her legs, the crotch of her exposed panties, and she knew, too, that he couldn’t stop looking. She didn’t blame her son, or her nephew. Any woman that would lift her skirt in public like this deserved to be looked at, wanted to be looked at. Otherwise why had she pulled her dress up that way?

Sarah didn’t know why she had, only that she had done so and felt she had to do it, a compulsion she had been unable to resist.

She drove jerkily to Keith’s home, about a block from her own, and let him out. But Keith paused at the driver’s window, looking in at her boldly, a grin on his face. Then he turned and walked up the walkway to his house.

Sarah drove off slowly and gripping the steering wheel, her son gazing at her creamy legs and frilly panties. She parked in the driveway, and sat there in the car as her son got out, using his key to open the door. He flicked on the outside light, standing there looking at her, waiting.

“Oh God!” Sarah sobbed, leaning her head on the steering wheel for a moment. Her cunt was bubbling with wet heat, soaking into the crotch of her bikini panties. She felt as if she was about to come any second, yet her pussy seemed to lose the feeling just as it seemed about to explode.

She opened the car door and shoved one foot out. She kept her eyes averted from her son’s gazing face, knowing he was staring up her long legs, right at her crotch. A shudder went through her as she finally stepped out of the car, slamming the door. She was halfway to her son when she realized she was still holding her dress up. With sob, she ran past her son and into the house, through the living room and down the hall. Her son watched, seeing her pantied ass sway in arousing motion, his cock pushing out against his pants with burning hardness.

Sarah closed her bedroom door and flung herself across her bed, burying her face into her arms, wondering what had made her do such a wicked thing. She had heard stories of people having such urges. But she didn’t believe in any of that stuff. What was stranger yet, Sarah had never been a woman with a big sexual appetite. She had never really enjoyed fucking, fucking only when her ex-husband demanded it. She had not gotten much enjoyment from it.

And now…

She pushed her cunt hard into the mattress, feeling a responding pressure on her cunt. She wiggled and pushed, her cunt tingling with strange pleasure. She had seldom enjoyed an orgasm, and then they had been very weak. They had been just enough to make her know that somehow an orgasm could be very strong… under the right circumstances. She had played with her cunt before, trying hard to experience the wild explosion she had heard about, but failed every time.

Grinding into her mattress, she felt the sensation fading, and rolled onto her back, one arm over her wet eyes. Her other hand moved down her flat, stomach to her panties. She felt the wetness of her panties, and touched her clit through them, but there was no response. She dragged her fingertip up and down the slit of her cunt outside the panties, and still there was nothing. Sliding her hand into her panties and through the silky hair of her pussy, she agitated her clit trying to bring back that delicious sensation, but couldn’t.

Pulling her hand from her panties, she sat up, soft cries of frustration coming from her. Sarah was confused, puzzled by what she was feeling, and not feeling. Within a very short time she wanted to fuck. For the first time in her life, she wanted a hard cock in her cunt, ramming and pounding and fucking her.

Sarah was thirty-three years old, lovely, tall and slender with beautiful, shimmering dark hair and bright blue eyes. As a girl in school, the boys had chased her, but she had nothing to do with them. She had no interest in sex at all. She had been a virgin when she married her husband, and it had hurt her badly that first time. Since then, she had not wanted his cock but gave in because she had felt it her duty.

Her husband found himself a more compatible woman, and left her with Jimmy five years earlier. Sarah had not missed him, and neither had her son, apparently. She never saw him, didn’t want to see him, and Jimmy seemed content to it without a father.

And now, Sarah thought her cunt was on fire, melting between her long legs with slippery wetness. She had never felt it before, but now it was there, driving her out of her mind.

She stood up, and almost ripped her dress from her body. Her flesh itched, but no amount of rubbing soothed it. The itch was between her legs, on the swollen lips of her hairy cunt, her clit, but her fingers and hands failed to soothe it. It was becoming worse, and she clawed at her cunt with both hands, sobbing with frustration. She squatted in the middle of her bedroom floor, plunging four fingers up her cunt wildly, the fingers of her other hand agitating the stiffness of her clit. Her panties clung to her hips in shreds, and the juicy sounds her fingers made only increased her frustrated heat.

Pulling her drenched fingers out of her cunt, she stood up again, tearing her bra away and squeezing at her firm, high tits until a sharp pain made her release them. Her nipples pushed out long and hard, a tan brown color, tingling and burning the way her cunt was. She grabbed a hair brush from her dresser, spreading her legs and bending her knees, and rammed the wooden handle up her cunt, fucking herself with it, sobbing with tears streaming down her smooth cheeks. The hairbrush failed her, and she pulled it out of her cunt and threw it across the room. She sat on her bed, burying her face in her hands and cried with misery.

“Mom?” Jimmy’s voice came through the door. “Are you okay?”

She tried to still her sobs.

“I’m fine. Please, leave me alone for a while, honey.”

“I heard something hit the wall, Mom,” he said. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m okay,” she sobbed, then, “No, I’m not okay! Jimmy…” She lifted her tear-stained face and looked at the door. “Jimmy… please, honey! Oh, God, baby!”

She was on her fret and running to the door. She flung it open, grabbing her son’s hand and pulling him into the room and to her bed.

Jimmy was startled to see his mother naked, her panties hanging in shreds on her hips, her high tits firm, the bushy triangle of her cunt showing, the wetness on her thighs, her face. He didn’t know what to say or do, unable to stop looking at his naked mother.

Sarah sobbed then feverishly began opening her son’s pants, pushing them down, then his shorts. His cock jerked upward, slapping against her chin. She pulled back, eyes wide, staring at his cock a few inches before her face. With a wild, hot gasp, she grabbed her son’s cock and jerked it back and forth swiftly, watching the head bulge, beads of juice oozing from his piss-hole.

“Mom…” Jimmy groaned, frozen as he watched her pumping his cock, his body shaking as badly as hers.

“Jimmy!” she moaned, her other hand cupping his small, but full balls. “Oh, Jimmy!”

She rubbed the head of his cock about her face, her cheeks and chin, feeling his wetness on her flesh. Her eyes closed, and she drew in a deep, shuddering breath, turning him loose. She stood a moment before him, then grabbed his shoulders and fell across her bed on her back, legs spread wide as her son fell on top of her.

“Fuck me!” she screamed. “Jimmy, fuck me!”

Clutching her startled son’s hips with both hands, Sarah twisted her ass about, her cunt searching for his cock. She felt it throbbing along her inner thigh, and with a hot cry, one hand darted behind her uplifted ass, pushing at his cock, getting the swollen head on the puffy wetness of her slit. She lunged her ass up and Jimmy’s cock stabbed into her cunt.

“Ohhhh, Jimmy!” she cried out, clutching his ass again, her fingers digging into the flesh, squirming her cunt at the base of her son’s cock.

“Ahhhh, baby, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!”

Sarah hardly knew what she was doing. Her passion was so intense, her need so great, it didn’t matter that it was her son’s cock in her cunt. All that mattered was a hard cock was there, throbbing powerfully, filling and stretching her with mind-shattering ecstasy. She did not know that her son lay stiffly, unmoving, still shaken by what had happened. She clamped her palms and fingers tightly on his ass, and humped up and down, fucking on his cock. Purrs and gasps came from her. She wrapped her long legs about his, locking her ankles across the backs of his thighs, and pounded frantically up and down, whipping her ass sideways, crushing her inflamed cunt and swollen pussy-lips brutally against the base of his cock.

Jimmy’s chest smashed her firm tits, his hands above his mother’s head. His eyes were closed, lips gaping, and he grunted as her cunt rammed up and down on his cock. His balls became tight, and the silky wet heat seemed to sear the flesh of his bulging prick, consuming him.

Sarah cried and sobbed, grinding her hips furiously, making soft wet slapping sounds as she raced her cunt up the length of her son’s cock and down again. Her body was tingling with insane heat, her mind reeling with the most rapture she had ever felt in her entire life. Her cunt felt as if it was on fire, yet so wet it was unbelievable. She could feel her pussy throb and squeeze in delicious waving motions on the shaft of her son’s cock, and her cunt was so tight, so hard, she was going out of her mind.

She unlocked her ankles and placed her heels on the edge of her bed, knees bent and flung wide. With this leverage, she banged up onto her son’s cock almost violently, lifting his body. The outrageous need between her legs drove her, carried her into the realm of screaming ecstasy.

“Fuck me!” she cried over and over. “Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me!”

Her hands moved off his ass and up his back to his shoulders, then his head. She clung to his hair, pulling it without knowing, her hips gyrating with wild, frenzied action. She lifted her head and bit into her son’s shoulder, trying to stifle the screams in her throat. The wetness of her cunt increased until the insides of her smooth thighs were slippery, the cheeks of her rounded ass glistening. Her cunt was pulling at Jimmy’s cock as it plunged up and down, clasping and releasing, tightening and loosening. Her clit was larger than it ever had been, throbbing and ready to burst like a ripe gape. Her tits were hard, very hard, her nipples pushing up stiffly against his chest.

“Jimmy! Oh, my God, Jimmy!” she wailed. “I’m about to… ohhh, ram your cock up my cunt hard! My cunt is… mother’s cunt is… ooooohhhhh!”

The orgasm almost tore Sarah apart.

Her cunt contracted with almost painful spasms, yet it was so sweet, so beautiful, she felt no pain. Her clit throbbed in the way his cock did, the juicy tightness of her cunt caressing his cock with little ripples as it convulsed and quivered and sucked.

Sarah strained her pussy as hard as she could on her son’s cock, squealing as the rapture intensified. Her hands were once again clutching her son’s ass, pulling him down tight, trying to take his hard cock deeper yet. Her orgasm burned from her belly button, radiating out from her cunt and along her thighs to her knees, the cheeks of her ass melting and her asshole puckering as her cunt did.

The orgasm was losing strength, and she began to slowly relax, moaning as the steamy glow flowed through her.

And then Jimmy came.

She felt his cock lurching a couple of times inside her cunt, but didn’t know he was coming. Her eyes opened then bulged. Jimmy was spewing hot, thick come-juice into her cunt, rapidly, jerk after jerk.

“Jimmy!” she screeched, her cunt gripping his gushing cock as another orgasm burst hotly inside her. “Jimmy… ohhh, Jimmy!”

Her hands dug hard into the crack of her son’s ass, pulling him down tightly as he spewed into her pussy, her cunt drawing on the shaft of his cock like a hot, greedy mouth.

Slowly, very slowly, Sarah came down. Her ass slumped to the bed, her heels sliding from the edge and thumping to the floor. Her arms weakened and she dropped them to her sides, breathing hard, her son’s weight smashing down on her body as he panted, his face buried into her neck.

After a long time, Jimmy lifted from his mother, his cock pulling out of her cunt with a little sucking sound. He stood up, turning sideways shyly and pulling his pants up. Sarah lay in her sprawled, exposed position, too weak to move. Her eyes were slitted, and she could see nothing but a hazy outline of her son as he left her, closing her bedroom door softly behind him.

Sarah felt the tears in her eyes. She wasn’t sure if she was crying from shame, or because she had felt something she had only heard about, something that was so tremendous, so good she could hardly believe she had actually felt it.

Sarah was like a stranger around her son. Both were shy and bashful, avoiding looking at each other directly. Sarah could not understand what had come over her, but she had loved it. She wanted to fuck her son again, but he was so bashful, avoiding her even while they were in the same room. He was in and out of the house, running around with his cousin, Keith.

She was surprised that her nephew allowed her son to be with him all the time. Keith was a few years older than Jimmy. Yet Keith was like an older brother to Jimmy, and they were inseparable.

Karen, her sister, was a few years older than Sarah, but seemed so worldly to Sarah. Karen was outgoing, outspoken, and with a sunny disposition that drew others to her. Like Sarah, Karen was tall and beautiful, but they didn’t look like sisters at all. Where Sarah was dark-haired, Karen was a lovely honey blonde, and where Sarah had blue eyes, Karen’s were brown. They had never been close as teenagers, and had only become friends in the past five years or so. Now they shopped together, gossiped together, and Karen made feeble attempts at matchmaking her younger sister.

Their closeness started when Sarah was divorced, and had become even closer over the past five years. The one thing Sarah wished her sister wouldn’t do was talk about her own husband so badly. She was sure her brother-in-law was not as bad as Karen said. He was a good provider, even if he did travel often in his business. When he was home, he continued to work, and according to Karen, had little patience with his son or her.

Sarah wondered if Karen had ever felt the urge to do what she had done at the instant teller machine, and giggled as she tried to imagine Karen lifting her dress as she had done. One thing she was sure of, Karen had not fucked Keith as she had fucked Jimmy. Karen wouldn’t do anything so shameful, she was sure. Besides, Karen could not be as frustrated, even if her husband did travel often. Karen probably had no problem with sex, and enjoyed orgasms frequently. Sarah felt she was the only woman in the world that found little satisfaction in getting fucked. That is, until she practically raped her son.

Fucking Jimmy had shown her what it was supposed to be like, what a real orgasm actually was. During the next week, Sarah attempted to recreate that wonderful, intense feeling by using her fingers and hands, but nothing seemed to feel right. She could stretch her cunt by ramming all her fingers into it, but the sensations weren’t the same, and it failed to make her come, even weakly. She would start to tingle, then it would go away, leaving her in worse shape than ever. She longed to grab her son and stuff his cock into her cunt, climb on top of him bounce away, rape him again. But she was ashamed of her earlier actions, and could see the way her son would look at her accusingly then shift his gaze quickly.

The day before, she had been on the couch, her dress wrapped about her narrow waist, her panties pulled to one side, vigorously fucking herself with all four fingers, trying hard to bring about release again, when her son came in and saw her.

For a moment he stared, then turned and left her quickly.

Back at school, I started asking my guy friends about their moms. At this point I had a good crew of pussyhounds. Mostly guys from my dorm building, friends of the redhead, the one I called Rose but now knew was named Mary. Mary was a prolific slut and so her guy friends found each other. There was something pretty hot about the way we'd all had her. It made us more intimate friends.

My friend Jack said he thought his mom was pretty hot. He told a story about watching her get ready for a date with his dad, seeing her pink thong under her pantyhose and getting pretty turned on about it. He'd never seen her pussy though, just her tits, which he described as little handfuls, nothing too special. Rob had walked in on his mom boning her boyfriend and had gotten an eyeful of her shaved, pink pussy. He said it was really weird to fuck his girlfriend after because he'd realized his mom looked a lot tighter. Jeff said his mom was really old but he had a sister who was 12 years older than him, and said when he was 15 she came home with a boyfriend for christmas and even though they'd all had to share a room, she'd fucked her boyfriend every night. He said the lights were off and she kept a bra on, but he still saw a lot.

When I told my guy friends about what my mom was like, they didn't believe me. Then I showed them nudes she'd sent me on my phone. Jack thought she was so hot, he pulled out his cock and started jerking it. I took a picture of him jerking off to my mom's nudes and sent it to her. She said, "that's very hot and very flattering!"

They were all pretty obsessed with her bush. We knew Rob's mom didn't have one but we wondered about the others. Eventually Jack asked his dad if his mom had a bush or not. His dad was like, "why the fuck are you asking?" and he said, "just talking with the guys about pussy." That worked I guess, because his dad said, "she has a little tiny bush, just decorative." Then we got Jeff to text his sister. He told her his friends were taking a poll of women of different ages and they needed data from a 30 year old.

"I shave for the first few dates but once I've fucked a guy a few times, I let a little bush come back in," she replied. "You know, a classy amount. I still wax underneath." He asked what it was like now, and she sent a pic of herself with some plain black panties pulled down most of the way --not quite showing her labia but showing a light and trimmed little patch, and really nice tanlines.

"What about you?" she asked. "Inquiring minds want to know."

We talked Jeff into sending her a pic of his rock hard cock and shaved balls.

"Wow," she wrote back. "Is that really your cock?"

"Hell yeah," he said.

"Impressive," she replied.

Jeff jacked off after that, and so we filmed him cumming on himself and sent it to her.

"Sorry," he texted. "My friends sent that."

"You jerk off in front of your friends?" she replied.

"Yeah," he said.

"That's very fucking hot," she replied. "Tell them I'm wet."

"Wow," he said. "Amazing."

"Can I come party with you guys?" she said. She was in our dorm 30 minutes later.

Jeff's sister Kate reminded me of my mom in a way. She didn't look like her, not really, she was blonde with green eyes and sharper features. She seemed more modern than my big-eyed, brunette, hippie mom. But she had a poise and confidence. She smoked weed and drank with us and then we got her down to her underwear -- all of us pulling at her clothes like a pack of dogs, her grinning and relenting and removing things. Those black panties from the picture and a green bra. She and I made out, which was really fun, and before long she was taking her panties off. She started touching herself the instant her pussy hit open air, which I thought was hot. She never really stopped, she was touching herself the whole time. Jeff watched me and Jack take turns fucking her -- she kept the bra on for a while but eventually let me take it off after she'd cum on my cock. Rob was there too, but when Jack and I had both cum (me on her bush, him on her face) and we offered her up to him, he was having a hard time getting hard.

"I bet Jeff is hard," Jack said.

Kate looked over at Jeff, touching herself, grinning. "You couldn't handle me," she laughed.

"Yeah I could," he said.

"I bet you wouldn't last 60 seconds," she said. She was wiping Jack's cum off her face with her panties and playing suggestively with her pussylips.

"I'll set a timer," Jack offered.

We watched as Jeff pulled out his rock hard cock and Kate came over and lowered herself down on him. "Oh fucking wow," he gasped. "Holy fuck."

"Yeah," she said. "I know you've dreamed about this fucking pussy." I thought she'd really pound his cock, but instead she moved slowly along his shaft, back and forth, and leaned in to kiss him on the lips with tongue. "You're so fucking big," she whimpered in his ear. Then she took his hand and guided it to her ass, pushing his fingers toward her asshole.

"Oh fuck," Jeff gasped, unloading into her.

"Did you fucking cum in me you little perv!?" she said, laughing as she got up. Jeff was still spurting cum all over. "Bad boy!" We all laughed. He'd made it 48 seconds.

"Fine," he said. "You win. You gonna clean this up?" he gestured at himself. Kate smiled, got on her knees, and began to lick and suck up the rest of his cum, repeatedly taking his shaft in her mouth as it softened. It was really hot. I was hard again, so I bent Kate over she giggled her permission and I and started pounding away. She put her face in Rob's lap and eventually got him hard enough to cum in her mouth before I was even done.

"What would my fiance think?" she said after, sitting on a dorm bed with another load of my cum between her sweat-speckled tits.

Kate crashed that night in Jeff's bed. I was so drunk I slept on the floor, and when I woke up in the morning she was sucking Jeff's cock. When he finished in her mouth, I pulled out my dick and gestured her to come down to the floor. She did, and sucked me off obediently. Then Jeff and I watched her jerk herself off to orgasm.

A year later we all got to go to her wedding. I brought Ashley as my date. On the dance floor when it was time to take her garter off, her new husband pulled up her dress enough that half the room could see her bald pussy -- she wasn't wearing panties.

Jack told me he'd been asking guys at the wedding if they'd banged the bride before and most of them said yes, including most of the Groom's party. They had TVs around the room where you could share a photo by posting it on Twitter with a hashtag, and by 10pm everybody was posting nudes they had of Kate on their phones.

Late in the evening, Jack and I took Ashley to the bathroom and fucked her from both ends. We were done and cleaning up when the bride and groom came in. They let us watch. I posted pics of them with the hashtag and we could hear cheers from the dancefloor as they showed up on the monitors.

In those years Ashley was often my date to weddings and family events. We were both dating other people, just casually, but found time every few months to fuck each other. She was just as kinky and dirty as ever, and always still had that great bush.

Anyway, a couple weeks after we took turns with Kate, Mary down the hall held an orgy. Me and Jack and Jeff all went, and Mary invited a few other guys and a few extra girls. When we got to her door she'd written on the whiteboard outside of her dorm "ORGY TONIGHT: CUM IN IF U WANT 2 FUCK." She'd taped a strip of condoms and one of her thongs to the board.

Mary answered the door naked. I looked at her red bush and knew I'd take her first.

Mary and I started fucking on the bed as the other guys and girls started pairing off. One girl, a girl with long dark hair like my moms, sat on the other bed in white panties and nothing else, looking both interested and nervously distant. She was watching me and Mary, but looked away whenever I made eye contact. I hadn't seen her around campus before. She was very pretty. Slightly crooked teeth, in a cute way, and bright green eyes. I tagged Jeff in on Mary's pussy and I went over to her and put my dick in her face. She seemed grateful to be dragged right in, and held my cock and started to suck it. "What's your name?" I asked her. She answered with my dick still in her mouth, smiling at the fact that I couldn't understand her. Funny girl. I took her panties off. She had a thin little bush, shaved only enough to not stick out of her panties, but trimmed down very short. A nice look. I went down on her, and she pulled my hair emphatically. Then I fucked her. She was very tight, and her eyes lit up even brighter as she climaxed. I didn't have to cum yet but I wanted to for her. So I finished on her trimmed little bush and watched her rub it into her skin, satisfied. She got under the covers after I fucked her and watched us continue. I ate Mary's pussy from behind while she sucked Jeff's cock. Two other guys came in from the hall holding condoms, grinning like they couldn't believe it was real. They both fucked Mary, too.

A week or so later, I went down to Mary's room because she called me and asked me to come fuck her ass. After, we were relaxing in her dorm and I asked her who the girl was, the quiet one with the intense eyes. "That's my sister Jenny," she said. "She's 16."

"Fuck," I said. "She doesn't look like you."

"I know," she said, "I'm the only redhead in my immediate family but my grandma on my dad's side is a redhead. They're from Ireland and everything."

"I bet you are your dad's favorite," I said.

"I am," she giggled. "Daddy's girl."

"Does he know the carpet matches the drapes?"

She considered. "I don't know. I don't think he's seen my pussy since I grew it."

"He probably assumes you shave like most girls."

"I don't know," she said. "Jenny doesn't fully shave either. My mom told us not to. She said only sluts do that."

"You're a slut though," I said.

"My mom doesn't know that."

"Does your dad know?"

"All men know," she said. "They just look at me and they can tell. I can feel it. I can feel it when he looks at me, when my uncles look at me. When my little brother looks at me."

I told her she should send her dad a nude by accident. Pretend she meant to send it to a guy named Danny. She laughed.

"I don't need to send it on accident," she said. She pulled up a full frontal pic on her phone and sent it to him."

"Hi honey," he replied. "Wow, look at you."

"Hey daddy," she said. "Sorry, I'm bored and I wanted attention."

"Good girl," he said. "Look at that little strawberry patch."

"You like it?" she replied.

"I love it," he said. "Show it to me closer."

She took a picture there, in her bed, of her own POV of her red bush.

"Lovely," he said.

"Did your mom look like this?" she asked him.

"Yes," he said. "My dad would always pull her panties down in front of his friends and me so we could appreciate her."

"That's fucking hot," she replied.

"I know," he said.

"Do you ever show mom's pussy to your friends?"

"She'd kill me," he said.

"Well, you can pull down my panties in front of your friends any time," she said.

"Good girl," he said.

After winter break, Mary reported to me that she'd spent as much time in her underwear around her father as possible over the holidays, and that each time they'd been alone, he'd yanked them down. After the first few times, he started running his fingers through her hair, until finally, she asked him if he wanted to kiss it. "Later," he'd told her, and then come to her room at 2 in the morning and gone down on her while jerking off. "I've never cum so fast in my life," she told me.

"Where did he cum?" I asked her.

"On the floor near my bed, but when I got down there to lick it up, he got hard again. So he fucked me." She grinned. "I blacked out. I barely remember it. He was on top. He's a big guy."

I told her I didn't believe her so she showed me her texts. "I can't wait to fuck you again," she'd told him.

"You're such a good girl," he said. "So tight and warm."

"It's your pussy daddy," she'd replied.

When I went to college, my mom called me a lot. She definitely had some attachment issues. My dad told me she was a fucking wreck without me. I wasn't even that far away -- just a couple of hours drive. But I didn't want to like, invite her to come right away, so I indulged her frequent Facetime calls. My roommate was on the football team and thus was basically never around anyway. I'd sit my phone on my desk and chat with my mom while I did homework.

Sometimes she'd call me in the morning, and she'd still be mostly or entirely naked. I clocked during one call that she was growing her pubic hair back, the shaved thing having achieved the desired outcome. I asked her if she was still taking care of grandpa and she'd just smile and nod. She also frequently asked if I was getting laid. I was. I lived in a coed dorm and there were a few girls down the hall who wanted to bang basically 24/7. I didn't even know one of their names for sure. I just thought of her as Rose because she had red hair, both on her head and pussy. I'd just go knock on their door. It was crazy.

Like I said, I barely saw my roommate Mike, but he had a very hot girlfriend named Adele, she was literally French, and the first time I walked in on her riding his dick she just waved to me and kept going. Mike followed her lead and just decided not to give a fuck. Adele's bush was kind of wispy and sparse, it looked like maybe she'd never shaved it in her life.

Sometimes, Mike would have to get up early and leave for practice, leaving Adele in his bed. She'd usually sleep until 9 or 10, but if I hung around until then she'd very casually push me onto my bed and fuck me. She's just pull her panties aside and put me in, like it was nothing. When she'd cum, she'd dirty talk in French. No idea what she was saying, but sounded great.

One night I texted my mom and asked how she was and she said, "bored, drunk, masturbating." I said that sounded pretty fun and she said, "it is, but I'm lonely." I sent her a picture of myself sitting at my desk and she sent one back of herself nude in bed. In the morning, she apologized for sending it. "I don't mind," I said. "I like seeing you, no matter what you're wearing." So she sent a picture of herself in bright pink panties and nothing else and said "today's outfit." I said, "only problem with these photos is they are too dark or you're too clothed for me to observe your bush progress." She replied, "haha" and then sent a pic of her bush, up close. "It's a little overgrown now, I'm gonna trim it when I have a reason to," she said. "Your father will be home this weekend. Hoping to get fucked to death."

That weekend, I texted her, "getting fucked to death as planned?"

She sent me a picture of herself on my dad's cock, bush trimmed down to her old triangle, her pussylips gripping his shaft. Then another picture of herself laying in bed, skin reddened, covered in cum from her stomach to her chin.

"Good girl," I said.

"I love getting fucked," she replied.

"I like how openly dirty you are," I said.

"I need your dad to get hard again," she said. "If I don't get fucked again in the next few minutes I think I'll die."

"Tell him you want it up the ass," I told her. "He'll get hard."

"Good idea," she said.

An hour later, she sent me a video of herself getting fucked in the ass. It was pretty wild to hear the sounds she made with a big cock going in and out of her ass. Very intense. I jerked off.

A couple of days after that, my dad called me to tell my mom was in rehab. Apparently she'd developed a serious coke habit in my absence. "It was fun for a while," he said. "And then she OD'd."

I went home to see her as soon as she was out. She seemed fine, just very tired. A couple of times i offered to take a break from school and come home but she insisted she didn't need it. Then it was Thanksgiving and I was home for a couple of days anyway.

Ashley got in touch quickly. We hadn't talked once we'd both gone to different colleges but we picked up right where we left off. I went to her house and we fucked in her room and I was just finishing up covering her hairy pussy with my cum when her dad walked in on us. "Oh, I didn't realize you had company," he said. "What do you need dad?" Ashley asked him earnestly. I put my dick away, surprised but impressed that Ashley just continued a conversation with him while wiping cum out of her bush and putting her panties back on. Later that night, we "watched a movie" in the basement with Jake, both of us taking turns in her pussy. Later, I asked Ashley if she and Jake had done anything without me and she said, "no, we kind of need you for permission."

I got home that night and opened a beer in the kitchen. My mom came out of her room after a few minutes in just a see thru pair of white panties. "Your dad is stuck at the airport," she told me.

"Sorry, you must have had a boring night," I said.

"I took a lot of nudes for him," she said.

"Any good ones?" I asked. She pulled up her phone and showed me. There were a few she took kneeling on the bed of her ass and pussy from behind that I particularly liked, and I told her so.

"These are fucking hot," I said.

"You like?" she giggled.

"Hell yeah," I said. "My dick is pretty drained but it still woke up for those."

She giggled again, and actually put her hand on my crotch, touching my dick over my pants. "I'm flattered," she said.

The next morning, my mom woke me up by climbing onto my bed and straddling me over my blankets, bouncing up and down, naked.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" she yelped, making fake little sex moans in between. When I got out of the bed I saw she'd left a little wet spot on my comforter. I pointed it out to her. "Just a sign of my appreciation," she said. "We need to go pick up your father."

I drove us to the airport and then moved to the backseat so my dad could drive us all home. My mom fidgeted in the passenger seat as she talked to him, touching his shoulder. After a few minutes she'd squirmed around enough that her skirt was up around her waist. From the backseat, I could see that her panties were showing, and she was playing with herself over them. "You're shameless," my dad told her, gesturing vaguely to me.

"Oh he doesn't mind," she said softly. "He knows his mom is always horny."

I laughed.

I sat there quietly in the back seat and my dad drove silently as we listened to my mother work herself up to an orgasm. At a certain point the panties slid down to her knees. When she finished she sucked her fingers, giggled, and pulled them back up. When we got home, she immediately pulled my father into their bedroom, and failed to completely close the door. They had a loud, long fuck. I jerked off in my room.

My mom was naked around the house for the rest of the day. Twice, some time after they'd fucked, I watched her stick a paper towel between her legs to catch the cum that was leaking out of her.

"I love having all my men under one roof," she said, as my grandfather and father watched TV and I read in the living room. She said she was going to stay as naked as possible for the entire holiday.

I went to Ashley's that night and fucked her in the ass while she rode Jake's cock. When I got home, my mom was in the kitchen making tea in a bathrobe, which she dropped as soon as she saw me. "Can't break my pledge," she said.

I told her about Ashley and she said she didn't think she had the ability to take two dicks at once. "I have tried a buttplug with your father, but I can't cum. It's too much pressure."

"Aw your pussy is too sensitive?" I said.

She giggled. "Yes, my delicate little pussy."

We chatted some more until she interrupted me to say, "you're so tall."

I laughed. "Not that tall."

"You are," she said. "You're so tall that I think I am like biologically subservient to you. It's involuntary."

"I should boss you around more," I said.

"You should," she said, while yawning. So I said, "Go to bed, missy."

"Yes sir," she said, turning to leave. I slapped her ass. She yelped and then grinned at me, approving.

Dad was away on business again for Thanksgiving day itself -- I didn't clock this as strange. My mom cooked for me and her dad in just an apron. My grandfather slept on the couch and I sat in the kitchen with my mom and slapped her bare ass whenever she was close enough to reach.

That night, I was upstairs in my new room -- my grandfather had moved downstairs by now, I'd moved most of my stuff up when I'd been home after the rehab thing. My mom texted me at 11pm. "I'm already missing getting spanked by you all day," she said. "You spoil me."

"I could come down and slap your ass again," I said.

"Do you mind if I masturbate while you do?" she said.

My heartbeat tripped upward, but I just got up and headed down the stairs. I opened the door of her room. She was on her bed on her hands and knees, in a pink pair of panties, one hand in them, touching herself. "Look at you," I said.

"Shhhh," she said. "Just fucking, slap my ass and I'm cum," she said, her voice a low moan. I went over and pulled per panties down around her thighs. She breathed hard. She was rubbing her clit in little circles. I watched her pussy move around from behind. Then I slapped her ass hard. "Oh god!" she yelped. I did it again. "Uh-huh!" she said. "Again." I hit her again. "Oh fuck," she said, and slumped onto the bed, giggling. "Oh god," she laughed. "Oh god, that was good."

"That was all it took?" I said.

Back at school, I started asking my guy friends about their moms. At this point I had a good crew of pussyhounds. Mostly guys from my dorm building, friends of the redhead, the one I called Rose but now knew was named Mary. Mary was a prolific slut and so her guy friends found each other. There was something pretty hot about the way we'd all had her. It made us more intimate friends.

My friend Jack said he thought his mom was pretty hot. He told a story about watching her get ready for a date with his dad, seeing her pink thong under her pantyhose and getting pretty turned on about it. He'd never seen her pussy though, just her tits, which he described as little handfuls, nothing too special. Rob had walked in on his mom boning her boyfriend and had gotten an eyeful of her shaved, pink pussy. He said it was really weird to fuck his girlfriend after because he'd realized his mom looked a lot tighter. Jeff said his mom was really old but he had a sister who was 12 years older than him, and said when he was 15 she came home with a boyfriend for christmas and even though they'd all had to share a room, she'd fucked her boyfriend every night. He said the lights were off and she kept a bra on, but he still saw a lot.

When I told my guy friends about what my mom was like, they didn't believe me. Then I showed them nudes she'd sent me on my phone. Jack thought she was so hot, he pulled out his cock and started jerking it. I took a picture of him jerking off to my mom's nudes and sent it to her. She said, "that's very hot and very flattering!"

They were all pretty obsessed with her bush. We knew Rob's mom didn't have one but we wondered about the others. Eventually Jack asked his dad if his mom had a bush or not. His dad was like, "why the fuck are you asking?" and he said, "just talking with the guys about pussy." That worked I guess, because his dad said, "she has a little tiny bush, just decorative." Then we got Jeff to text his sister. He told her his friends were taking a poll of women of different ages and they needed data from a 30 year old.

"I shave for the first few dates but once I've fucked a guy a few times, I let a little bush come back in," she replied. "You know, a classy amount. I still wax underneath." He asked what it was like now, and she sent a pic of herself with some plain black panties pulled down most of the way --not quite showing her labia but showing a light and trimmed little patch, and really nice tanlines.

"What about you?" she asked. "Inquiring minds want to know."

We talked Jeff into sending her a pic of his rock hard cock and shaved balls.

"Wow," she wrote back. "Is that really your cock?"

"Hell yeah," he said.

"Impressive," she replied.

Jeff jacked off after that, and so we filmed him cumming on himself and sent it to her.

"Sorry," he texted. "My friends sent that."

"You jerk off in front of your friends?" she replied.

"Yeah," he said.

"That's very fucking hot," she replied. "Tell them I'm wet."

"Wow," he said. "Amazing."

"Can I come party with you guys?" she said. She was in our dorm 30 minutes later.

Jeff's sister Kate reminded me of my mom in a way. She didn't look like her, not really, she was blonde with green eyes and sharper features. She seemed more modern than my big-eyed, brunette, hippie mom. But she had a poise and confidence. She smoked weed and drank with us and then we got her down to her underwear -- all of us pulling at her clothes like a pack of dogs, her grinning and relenting and removing things. Those black panties from the picture and a green bra. She and I made out, which was really fun, and before long she was taking her panties off. She started touching herself the instant her pussy hit open air, which I thought was hot. She never really stopped, she was touching herself the whole time. Jeff watched me and Jack take turns fucking her -- she kept the bra on for a while but eventually let me take it off after she'd cum on my cock. Rob was there too, but when Jack and I had both cum (me on her bush, him on her face) and we offered her up to him, he was having a hard time getting hard.

"I bet Jeff is hard," Jack said.

Kate looked over at Jeff, touching herself, grinning. "You couldn't handle me," she laughed.

"Yeah I could," he said.

"I bet you wouldn't last 60 seconds," she said. She was wiping Jack's cum off her face with her panties and playing suggestively with her pussylips.

"I'll set a timer," Jack offered.

We watched as Jeff pulled out his rock hard cock and Kate came over and lowered herself down on him. "Oh fucking wow," he gasped. "Holy fuck."

"Yeah," she said. "I know you've dreamed about this fucking pussy." I thought she'd really pound his cock, but instead she moved slowly along his shaft, back and forth, and leaned in to kiss him on the lips with tongue. "You're so fucking big," she whimpered in his ear. Then she took his hand and guided it to her ass, pushing his fingers toward her asshole.

"Oh fuck," Jeff gasped, unloading into her.

"Did you fucking cum in me you little perv!?" she said, laughing as she got up. Jeff was still spurting cum all over. "Bad boy!" We all laughed. He'd made it 48 seconds.

"Fine," he said. "You win. You gonna clean this up?" he gestured at himself. Kate smiled, got on her knees, and began to lick and suck up the rest of his cum, repeatedly taking his shaft in her mouth as it softened. It was really hot. I was hard again, so I bent Kate over she giggled her permission and I and started pounding away. She put her face in Rob's lap and eventually got him hard enough to cum in her mouth before I was even done.

"What would my fiance think?" she said after, sitting on a dorm bed with another load of my cum between her sweat-speckled tits.

Kate crashed that night in Jeff's bed. I was so drunk I slept on the floor, and when I woke up in the morning she was sucking Jeff's cock. When he finished in her mouth, I pulled out my dick and gestured her to come down to the floor. She did, and sucked me off obediently. Then Jeff and I watched her jerk herself off to orgasm.

A year later we all got to go to her wedding. I brought Ashley as my date. On the dance floor when it was time to take her garter off, her new husband pulled up her dress enough that half the room could see her bald pussy -- she wasn't wearing panties.

Jack told me he'd been asking guys at the wedding if they'd banged the bride before and most of them said yes, including most of the Groom's party. They had TVs around the room where you could share a photo by posting it on Twitter with a hashtag, and by 10pm everybody was posting nudes they had of Kate on their phones.

Late in the evening, Jack and I took Ashley to the bathroom and fucked her from both ends. We were done and cleaning up when the bride and groom came in. They let us watch. I posted pics of them with the hashtag and we could hear cheers from the dancefloor as they showed up on the monitors.

In those years Ashley was often my date to weddings and family events. We were both dating other people, just casually, but found time every few months to fuck each other. She was just as kinky and dirty as ever, and always still had that great bush.

Anyway, a couple weeks after we took turns with Kate, Mary down the hall held an orgy. Me and Jack and Jeff all went, and Mary invited a few other guys and a few extra girls. When we got to her door she'd written on the whiteboard outside of her dorm "ORGY TONIGHT: CUM IN IF U WANT 2 FUCK." She'd taped a strip of condoms and one of her thongs to the board.

Mary answered the door naked. I looked at her red bush and knew I'd take her first.

Mary and I started fucking on the bed as the other guys and girls started pairing off. One girl, a girl with long dark hair like my moms, sat on the other bed in white panties and nothing else, looking both interested and nervously distant. She was watching me and Mary, but looked away whenever I made eye contact. I hadn't seen her around campus before. She was very pretty. Slightly crooked teeth, in a cute way, and bright green eyes. I tagged Jeff in on Mary's pussy and I went over to her and put my dick in her face. She seemed grateful to be dragged right in, and held my cock and started to suck it. "What's your name?" I asked her. She answered with my dick still in her mouth, smiling at the fact that I couldn't understand her. Funny girl. I took her panties off. She had a thin little bush, shaved only enough to not stick out of her panties, but trimmed down very short. A nice look. I went down on her, and she pulled my hair emphatically. Then I fucked her. She was very tight, and her eyes lit up even brighter as she climaxed. I didn't have to cum yet but I wanted to for her. So I finished on her trimmed little bush and watched her rub it into her skin, satisfied. She got under the covers after I fucked her and watched us continue. I ate Mary's pussy from behind while she sucked Jeff's cock. Two other guys came in from the hall holding condoms, grinning like they couldn't believe it was real. They both fucked Mary, too.

A week or so later, I went down to Mary's room because she called me and asked me to come fuck her ass. After, we were relaxing in her dorm and I asked her who the girl was, the quiet one with the intense eyes. "That's my sister Jenny," she said. "She's 16."

"Fuck," I said. "She doesn't look like you."

"I know," she said, "I'm the only redhead in my immediate family but my grandma on my dad's side is a redhead. They're from Ireland and everything."

"I bet you are your dad's favorite," I said.

"I am," she giggled. "Daddy's girl."

"Does he know the carpet matches the drapes?"

She considered. "I don't know. I don't think he's seen my pussy since I grew it."

"He probably assumes you shave like most girls."

"I don't know," she said. "Jenny doesn't fully shave either. My mom told us not to. She said only sluts do that."

"You're a slut though," I said.

"My mom doesn't know that."

"Does your dad know?"

"All men know," she said. "They just look at me and they can tell. I can feel it. I can feel it when he looks at me, when my uncles look at me. When my little brother looks at me."

I told her she should send her dad a nude by accident. Pretend she meant to send it to a guy named Danny. She laughed.

"I don't need to send it on accident," she said. She pulled up a full frontal pic on her phone and sent it to him."

"Hi honey," he replied. "Wow, look at you."

"Hey daddy," she said. "Sorry, I'm bored and I wanted attention."

"Good girl," he said. "Look at that little strawberry patch."

"You like it?" she replied.

"I love it," he said. "Show it to me closer."

She took a picture there, in her bed, of her own POV of her red bush.

"Lovely," he said.

"Did your mom look like this?" she asked him.

"Yes," he said. "My dad would always pull her panties down in front of his friends and me so we could appreciate her."

"That's fucking hot," she replied.

"I know," he said.

"Do you ever show mom's pussy to your friends?"

"She'd kill me," he said.

"Well, you can pull down my panties in front of your friends any time," she said.

"Good girl," he said.

After winter break, Mary reported to me that she'd spent as much time in her underwear around her father as possible over the holidays, and that each time they'd been alone, he'd yanked them down. After the first few times, he started running his fingers through her hair, until finally, she asked him if he wanted to kiss it. "Later," he'd told her, and then come to her room at 2 in the morning and gone down on her while jerking off. "I've never cum so fast in my life," she told me.

"Where did he cum?" I asked her.

"On the floor near my bed, but when I got down there to lick it up, he got hard again. So he fucked me." She grinned. "I blacked out. I barely remember it. He was on top. He's a big guy."

I told her I didn't believe her so she showed me her texts. "I can't wait to fuck you again," she'd told him.

"You're such a good girl," he said. "So tight and warm."

"It's your pussy daddy," she'd replied.

I couldn't tell if my mom was getting louder during sex or if I was just noticing it more, but I could definitely hear my parents going at it most nights. I realized maybe my mom had been holding back, but now that she was more open about her past with me, she didn't feel like she needed to hide the way she'd moan "fuck fuck fuck FUCK" when she was cumming.

I feel like I almost never saw her with pants on anymore -- in the mornings when I'd get ready for school she'd usually be in just a tank top, chatting with her father, bald pussy showing. She did this when my dad was around too. He didn't mind at all that she was half naked in front of her dad. He also probably knew that she was just as often freely FULLY naked around him, particularly for like the hour or so before and the hour or so after her shower. She liked to air dry, as she would say.

That spring, I had my first threesome, with Aubrey and her friend Eliza. Aubrey ate Eliza's pussy as I railed her from behind, and then they switched. At the end, they jerked me off onto their pressed-together tits. It was amazing.

One morning, alone in the kitchen with my mom, I asked her if she'd ever been with a woman.

"No," she said wistfully. "I've always kind of wanted to, but for some reason it never happened with your father and I."

I told her about Aubrey and Eliza, and she congratulated me and said, "you know my friend Jenn, from Barre class? I have thought about asking her." I encouraged her to go for it. It was kind of strange, right? Me coaching my mom into a threesome? But she came home one day to tell me she'd had coffee with Jenn and had ventured into getting slightly flirty and that it felt like it worked, so we workshopped, together, how to keep it going. They texted often, and so that afternoon I helped my mom respond to a text from her about what she was up to -- we said she was "about to finally hop in the shower."

"A shower sounds nice," she responded.

"Come on in, the water is warm," my mother responded.

When Jenn responded a few minutes later with a picture of herself in the mirror, obscured by steam but clearly nude, I encouraged my mom to take a picture of herself naked in the bathroom and to make a joke about all the steam already being gone by now. She loved this. It was kind of a funny scene -- my mom stripping naked in the kitchen and then taking a picture of herself in the bathroom mirror while I watched. We chose the best one and sent it.

"Fuck, you're hot," Jenn responded. "What are the chances we could fool around?"

"How do you feel about sharing my husband's cock?" my mom replied. She giggled at me and said, in a funny little whisper, "I'm so wet."

"Could I mostly focus on you?" Jenn said. "Cocks are fine but I'm bored of them."

"I'd love that," my mom replied.

A few nights later, it happened. I was out with Aubrey -- we were at a party at a friends house and ended up having sex in the woods while a few people watched. That night was great because a bunch of us went skinny dipping in the river after, and I saw my buddy Jake's sister Ashley naked, and she had a full bush, which was so cool and hot. She looked so good in the moonlight and wasn't covering herself at all, even though a lot of other girls were and I mean, Jake was there too, with his dick out. They were twins, technically. I mean they didn't look alike, to me anyway.

When I got home there was another car in the driveway, and when I went into the house, my mom and Jenn were kissing in the kitchen. Jenn left and my mom grinned at me. She was drunk, I could tell. My dad was already snoring in the bedroom. When I asked her how the evening went, my mom pulled out her phone. She showed me a series of photos, many of them very blurry, of her and my dad and Jenn in bed, taken from a variety of perspectives. I had never seen my dad's erect cock before, but there it was. It looked like mine. I'd also never seen it in my mom's pussy before, but there it was, with an ample view of her asshole. Jenn was very hot -- smaller tits than my mom but a bigger ass. She had a bush like my mom's old one - small and trimmed. She showed me pictures my dad had taken of them scissoring, and another of my mom eating Jenn out. "How did she taste?" I asked her. "Like me," she said. There was also a photo from my dad's POV of Jenn riding his cock while my mom touched herself. "It was so fun," my mom slurred. "Thank you for helping me get the nerve to do it."

I dumped Aubrey the next day and asked Jake if I could ask his sister out. He said sure, whatever, and a few nights later I took Ashley to dinner and then fucked her in my car. Her hairy little pussy felt so good on my cock, and as she rode me she whispered that she was on birth control and I should creampie her. I had only just done so when a cop knocked on the door of my car -- we were parked in a park -- and asked us to get out. I was able to pull my jeans up, but Ashley was literally in just a bra. Still, she got out and smiled proudly at the cop. He shined his flashlight right at her bush. The cop said we should really move along but he just wanted to check and make sure everything was consensual. "Yes daddy, I mean, sir," Ashley said. "You can't rape the willing." The officer laughed at this and then looked at me. "Hang on to her," he said, "she's a good one."

Ashley was an enthusiastic slut. On our second date, she pulled me into the restaurant bathroom to fuck her over the sink. On our third date, she sucked my cock in the movie theater. After that, it was summer, and Ashley was pretty clear that what we were doing was temporary, and we should have "as much fun as possible." This is why we had anal sex on our fourth date -- our first time, for both of us.

Jake and I weren't like best friends or anything but we ran in the same circles. For the longest time Ashley had not been around our friend group -- she had her own. But she ditched them for that last summer to be around me as much as possible. And that was interesting, because Jake was around too, and so like, when we all went on a group camping trip, Ashley and I were still fucking in our tent even though Jake was in the same campsite. When we went swimming in the lake, Ashley would strip down to just her panties, which when wet would clearly show off her bush. And one afternoon, Ashley and me and Jake and his girlfriend Becky went on a long hike, and we found this abandoned, semi-collapsed old military bunker built into a hillside. We went inside -- sunlight streamed in -- and Ashley put me up against a wall and got on her knees. Becky followed suit, putting Jake right next to me. After a few minutes, Ashley stood up and dropped her jean shorts and panties, and I put her against the wall where I'd been standing and fucked her hard. She and I both came, together, our moans and groans echoing off the concrete. When I pulled out she pulled her shorts and panties back up and looked at Becky still blowing her brother. "Having a hard time cumming?" she asked him, slightly mocking.

"No," he said.

"You need a little help?" she cooed, playfully. I watched as she reached over to wrap her hand around Jake's shaft, gripping the base as Becky continued to suck. "Oh, he's nice and hard," she told me, or maybe Becky. Jake started to groan as he emptied his load into Becky's mouth. Ashley smiled wryly at me. "I have the magic touch," she said.

That night in the tent, my cum drying on her stomach, I asked Ashley if she'd ever seen Jake cum before.

"Yeah," she smiled. "We jerk off together sometimes."

"Really?" I said.

"Yeah," she said. "It's mutually beneficial -- he sees what girls like and I see what boys like. Although I kind of already knew."

When I got home from my camping trip I headed straight for the shower. My mom followed me right into the bathroom and sat on the sink while I scrubbed the dirt off of me and asked me about my trip. For some reason I told her about Ashley wanting to get fucked in front of her brother, and touching his cock, and how she said they masturbated together.

"It sounds very intimate but probably healthy," my mom said. "I mean they're twins, right? They almost have the same DNA. They could fuck and it wouldn't be all that incestuous."

"Well that's one way of looking at it."

"I'm an only child, what do I know?"

"Me too," I said.

Of course at the time I didn't clock her hesitation when I said it.

"Speaking of that, I took care of your grandfather while you were gone," she said. I looked at her for confirmation. She mimed a blowjob.

"Oh," I said. "It still works?"

"It still works," she said. "I've been trying to get him to let me for weeks. He finally gave in."

"How was it?"

"Gratifying," she said. "It's just nice to pleasure a person who doesn't get much of it."

"It's very kind of you," I said. "In your own way."

She laughed. "I know, very me."

A few days later I was hanging out in at Ashley's place, with Jake, we were watching a movie in the basement. Midway through, Ashley got bored, took her top off, got on the floor, and proceeded to give me a long and very sloppy blowjob. So much spit. It was fucking awesome, and I just held out on cumming because I wanted it to last as long as possible. Finally she got tired of it, stood up, took her panties off, tossed them at Jake, and climbed on my dick. I only last like another minute or so, but it was enough for her to get off too. She was still sitting on my dick, letting me soften inside her, when Jake finally moved the panties from his lap and went, "these are very wet."

"You love it," she said.

"You gonna help him out too," I asked her.

Ashley looked at Jake and giggled. "You want me to jack you off?"

He shrugged. "You probably don't have the guts."

She cackled, and climbed off of me and was unzipping Jake's pants in seconds. He let her. I watched as she pulled his half-hard cock out of his pants, gripped it, and started stroking. "Fuck," he said.

"Yeah bitch," she laughed. "I'm good at this."

Once she had him hard, her tone changed. She wasn't sarcastic and mocking, she was encouraging and horny. "You're so fucking hard, dude," she told him. "It feels so fucking heavy in my hand." When he started to spurt, she whispered her appreciation. "Look at your fucking cum, look at all that cum."

She stood up after, her naked body illuminated by the TV screen. The energy between the three of us changed.

When I was 18, my mom's mother died. I don't remember that much about my grandmother. My mom was distant from her parents, her mother in particular. She would talk to them on the phone, but mostly her dad, and when she talked to her mother her mood always noticeably declined. My mother was not a woman with a temper, but she could get very snippy and bratty after those calls. When my dad was around he could fix it. He'd say "you're not like her" and grab her ass and she'd brighten right up.

I remember the morning my mom came into my room -- I'd slept in, she was dressed, in yoga pants and a sports bra, anyway--and knelt close to the bed to tell me. I remember it looked like she was trying to make a serious face, but her eyes were bright. "My mom's dead," she said.

"Oh," I said. "And how do we feel about that?"

She barked out a sudden, surprised little laugh. "You know, it's sad when someone passes away. But we were not close."

"Did you love her?" I asked.

"In an obligatory sort of way," she said, now sitting on the floor next to my bed. "But in a realer sort of way, I guess, no. In fact I sort of fucking hated her."

Another new thing about my mom and me as I became a late-stage teenager is that she cursed freely. I had never known my mother to swear, but now "fucking" populated 50% of her sentences. I think she'd always thought like this but was editing before it came out of her mouth. Now, not so much. "My mom is fucking dead," she said, almost to herself.

"Should we get donuts?" I asked.

She laughed again, a huge, happy laugh. "Yes," she said. "Yes."

I drove her in my car. She was a very active passenger always, fiddling with the radio, opening and closing the window. I remember saying this to my dad and he told me when they were dating she was always touching herself when they drove, and how once they'd gone on a two hour drive for a short vacation (I'd been left with my mom's parents, ironically) and my mom had masturbated to orgasm three times and was so exhausted from it that she'd immediately passed out on the hotel bed.

"You're not going to be like this when I'm dead are you?" she asked. "I mean my mom was MY AGE when she had me, so it's a long way off."

"No mom, I promise I will be sad when you're dead," I said.

"Good boy," she said. "Handsome and loyal boy. Good to his mother."

At the coffee shop, my mom ate donuts and told me about her mom getting mad at her for "always being out late doing drugs and having sex." I asked her what kind of drugs she did.

"When I was your age, mostly weed and alcohol, but if anyone had cocaine I was obviously in," she said. "I loved cocaine but I've heard it's not as good now so don't do it." She laughed. "And when you went off to school I briefly got addicted to opioids."

"You did?" I asked.

"Yeah," she laughed. "What else was I supposed to do? I would take pills and zone the fuck out until you came home. Then your dad figured out what I was doing and made me detox. That was good of him. I got hobbies."

My mother was a skilled musician -- she played the piano and the guitar and the violin. I hadn't realized she'd picked that up once I was school-aged -- I thought she'd been doing it since she was a kid.

My mom told me that when she told her parents she was pregnant, her dad was over the moon and her mom said "that's what you get for being a whore." She said she and her father grew close during the pregnancy, and then kind of laughed and said, "I'll tell you when you're older."

I pressed her -- I told her I wanted to know everything about her life, good bad and weird. She liked that. "Well," she said. "You know, when I was pregnant, my dad definitely made a big deal about my body, and how beautiful I looked. When your father was away on business, my dad would take me to my doctor's appointments, and at a lot of those you're like, taking your underwear off and getting inspected. And my dad was like, "I can leave" and I was always like, "no, it's fine," you know, so like, I was bottomless around him a lot. And he would come by the house, too, you know, your dad had just moved us in, and so my dad would come and help fix things and help me paint and unpack and I would rarely if ever wear anything more than underwear around him. And when you'd kick I would take his hand and put it against my belly, and," she laughed, "this is embarrassing but I would very intentionally hold his hand on me very low, where his fingertips would be around the waistband of my panties. Anyway, we talked and talked, and I gradually got him to be more open and honest with me about like, what it was like to be with my mom, which I sensed was no picnic. And one day, he told me he and my mom hadn't had sex in over a year. And I was..." she shook her head. "I was shocked. Like, to me, that is unforgivable. I fuck your father every night he is home," she said. "Every night."

"What if you are on your period?" I asked. It basically the only reason I didn't get laid when I wanted to.

"I get very light periods," she said with a grin. "So we just fuck anyway. Or he puts it in my ass."

I tried not to react to the very casual admission that my mother and father had anal sex. It felt like she was circling something else.

"Anyway, the news that they were not fucking had me kind of reeling, and before I knew it, I was sitting him down on the couch and giving him a blowjob." She grinned a funny little grin, letting me process that.

"Wow," I said.

"Yeah," she said, taking a bite of donut. "I sucked his cock, and then I did it like, ten more times over the course of the pregnancy."

I asked if she swallowed. I immediately apologized for the question, but it just seemed like an important detail.

She laughed. "No, I didn't," she said. "Only time in my life that I didn't swallow, in fact." She made a proud little mouth-clicking sound. "The first time, you know, when he was about to, he pulled himself out of my mouth and finished with his hand. So the second time, I took my top off so he'd have a target. And that's what we did every other time. On my tits."

"Did you talk about it?"

"A little," she said. "I mean, while I was blowing him he was always telling me what a perfect woman I am. But for the most part it was this wordless thing that just happened between us during certain moments and then never again."

"Does dad know?" I asked.

"No," she said. "You're the only one who knows."

"OK," I said. "I won't tell anyone."

"I know," she said.

"Did you only ever do that?" I said. "Blowjobs?"

"Yes," she said. "I would have happily done more. But he wouldn't let me. Once I took my panties off and he told me to put them back on. I was kind of offended."

"Well, yeah," I said. "Who tells a hot girl to put her panties ON?"

She giggled.

The funny thing about my mom's parents is, despite how infrequently I saw them, they lived pretty nearby. And in the days after the funeral, my mother went over to their house a lot to see her dad. I tried to come along as often as I could. My grandfather was old, like 70, but in good shape. He was tall and handsome and kind. He, like my mom, seemed a little relieved his wife was dead. One day, we went over there and found a realtor. He explained to my mom that he was going to sell the house, move into an assisted living home, and give us the profits.

My mother refused, and told him to come live with us.

At this point we had a guest room in what was essentially the attic of our house, with its own bathroom and everything. When I went off to college, this ended up becoming my room and my grandfather, whose hip was going, moved into the room next to my mom's. But for now, for most of my senior year, my grandfather was around the house too. It was nice, even knowing what I knew about their past.

My mom and her dad seemed to be making up for lost time, spending lots of time together in the city, going to museums and the movies and all that. My mom was out of the house more often when my dad was away, an inversion of the way it used to be, which made it a lot easier to bring girls over and fuck them all over the house. At the time, I was dating a little slut named Aubrey, who liked to film close up videos on her phone of my cock in her bald pussy with her panties pulled aside -- she would sell the videos and the panties to men on the internet.

One day, I'd just finished railing Aubrey in my room and she went to the bathroom to clean up. She came out bottomless just as my grandfather and mom were coming home. My mom, who knew her already, introduced her to my grandfather and they shook hands and everything while Aubrey was bottomless. That night, my grandfather told me he liked her, and he liked the "no pubic hair" look on women, he thought it was very "classical."

my dad wasn't around much when I was a kid. he had a good reason -- we were actually his second family.

my dad was a successful businessman with a wife and a kid in the suburbs. one day, while buying some new clothes, he met my mom, a flirty, horny 19 year old salesgirl, who offered to help him in the dressing room and proceeded to jerk him off.

how do I know this? my dad told me.

at 19 years old, my mom was a smokeshow. i will be real, she still is. but with even smoother, fresher skin, long, controlled-but-wild long dark hair almost down to her ass, perky breasts, tight but round ass. Measurements were 34-26-34, she loves to say, because she loves to add that now they're 36, 28, 36 -- she only gained two inches across the board.

he wanted to take this perky girl with the eager handjob out to dinner, so he picked her up after work and she fucked him in his car. that night, in the dark in his car in her apartment driveway, he could feel her checking for a wedding ring as she grabbed his hand to guide it into her panties.

he was married of course, and pretty soon his wife was pregnant with her second child, but he kept coming in to the city to see my mom, who he found beguiling and of course, extremely horny. she would masturbate for him, she would take off her panties and stick them in his glovebox on their way home from dinner. she would beg for his cum on her tits, in her mouth, and in her hairy pussy.

yes, my mom had the "just barely trimmed" pubic topiary of a true wild child. my dad told me he would pick her pussy hair off of his cock in the bathroom after they fucked so that his wife wouldn't find them -- his wife was shaved.

pretty soon my mom was pregnant too, and so my dad moved her out of the apartment she shared with a few other women and into one of his rental properties -- a little house in the city, walking distance from downtown, which is where i grew up. my dad made enough money that only he and his accountant knew we were living there, and he gave my mom a steady supply of cash so she didn't have to work.

before i was born, my father told my mother the truth -- he was married and had a wife and soon to be two kids. my mother accepted this with, she told me later, "equal parts sadness and excitement." I asked her to clarify that and she said, "I realized he could never be entirely mine. But I felt bad for wanting that anyway, for wanting to own him. And it was exciting to know that I was the fun alternative. I was the woman he was thinking about when he was fucking her."

My father's wife didn't find out, and my mother certainly didn't tell me. I thought my parents were married. My mom wore a ring. She just told me my dad was away on business, sometimes for more than a week he'd be gone.

i was about 13 or 14 when i realized my mom was "hot" in the eyes of my friends. i started to clock the way they looked at her when she lounged around our house in tiny shorts and middriff-bearing shirts. i started to notice the way men in stores would refer to my mom as "my sister" to me as a way of flirting with her. i started to notice my friends' moms were older. their dads were the same age as mine though.

my mother was openly sexual. she had a vibrator on her bedside table that she did not hide. a friend pointed it out to me and i later asked her what it was, trying to prove my friend wrong when he told me it was something my mom stuck in her pussy. she said "it's a toy i use to pleasure myself when your father isn't home." at this point, she'd already explained the birds and the bees to me, using herself and my father as her rhetorical example--explaining to me how she gets my father's penis erect, sometimes with her hands or her mouth and sometimes just by getting naked for him. she explained that the woman needed to get ready too, but that it was very easy for her to become "lubricated" enough for sex in seconds. she explained how sex can be procreative but mostly was just recreational--she told me that my father had had a vasectomy and therefore could ejaculate inside of her with no risk of pregnancy, which felt good for him and also for her, although sometimes it was also fun for him to ejaculate on her skin or in her mouth or face -- which is what i should do, she told me. "before I met your father," she told me, "lots of boys ejaculated on my skin and in my mouth, but your father was the only one i let finish inside me." i remember that really making sense to me, proving to me how much my mom loved my dad. and she did. my mom spent a lot of time in that house alone and could have had plenty of affairs -- i know my friends' dads would have gone for it -- but she didn't.

when i turned 16 my dad bought me a car and my mom bought me condoms.

when my friends and i started having sex, they became even more openly obsessed with my mom. they talked about her body for weeks after a neighborhood pool party during which my mom walked around in a bikini for hours. my friend joe "accidentally" walked in on her getting undressed for the shower and reported to everyone that she had a bush shaved into a triangle (this was true for as long as I could remember -- the full bush of her youth my dad told me about was never around when I was a kid, just this tight, trimmed little shape on top, hairless underneath. my mom was not shy, I was well aware of how her labia looked from the front and the back. The more pussies I saw in my teens and early 20s, the more I realized how perfect hers was. no wonder my dad couldn't stay away). One night, a night when my dad was home, my friend Sam kept his ear to the wall in my room listening to them fuck, writing down everything he could hear my mom say, including "fuck me daddy," "you're so big daddy," "i'm gonna fucking cum for you," "i'm so fucking wet," and "please fucking cum, please fucking cum, i need your fucking cum, please, please cum for me."

i wasn't completely immune to this. i remember seeing my mom once in the kitchen just after a shower, in white cotton panties. her long, wet hair was draped down over her breasts, and the front of her panties was clearly damp from her pubic hair being wet from the shower. i jerked off in the shower after that. i imagined she was someone else, of course.

One day, when I was 17, my mom walked in on me getting my dick sucked by a girl named Daisy. Daisy was 18, a senior, with great tits, which were out. when my mom walked in, Daisy sat up, a strip of spit still connecting her mouth to my rock hard cock for a ridiculously long moment. Daisy seemed ready for my mom to be mad, but of course she wasn't.

"Oh, fuck, I'm so sorry!" my mom said. "How rude of me. I thought you were out. Don't stop -- Daisy, you have an incredible rack."

She closed the door. "Your mom is cool," Daisy said, and resumed slurping.

"Sorry you had to see that," I told my mom at dinner that evening.

"Not at all," she said. "Daisy is very pretty, and you have a very big cock, so congrats on that."

It was very weird to hear her say that.

"Plus when you were a kid, I mean you walked in on me and your dad all the time."

"I did?"

She laughed. "Yeah I mean, I'd be like, face down ass up."

For some reason, after that, I was more casual about being naked around the house. My mom had always been casual so it didn't seem that weird. She would often come to my room to wake me up completely nude, sometimes with just a towel on her head. She'd always slept naked, and I started doing this too. And so she'd wake me up and I'd roll out of bed with my morning wood at full power and she'd giggle at it and salute and say "Attention!" or "Ten hut!" which was pretty funny.

She would brag about sex, too. I remember once sitting in the kitchen with her -- it was winter so she'd actually put a robe on, but one tit was defiantly showing -- and she said, "your father made me cum six times last night."

i talked to my friends about this -- it happens to every guy. so i didn't feel as bad about it when i found out. it's natural, i guess. when my daughter got pregnant, i found myself really obsessed with her body.

she was 27 years old, recently married, looked just like her mother when she was young but even prettier, great body, but i barely noticed that until she told me she was knocked up. first thing i noticed was her hips. what perfect child-birthing hips she had, in these little jean shorts she was wearing in our backyard, it was a family summer bbq when she broke the news. later, i saw her flirting with her husband at the grill, hip-checking him, and i realized that there was a rip in the ass of those shorts -- understandable, she had a nice round ass, a lot of pressure on those jeans -- and i could see the lace edge of her panties under there. they were dark red. i remember that. they were happy together. i remember watching her looking at him and thinking, wow, she is so obviously horny. before then i hadn't thought of her as a sexual being. not even because i was trying not to. but it was like, well, of course she is, of course she's getting cum in her pussy on a regular basis. and why shouldn't she? but it was like i could feel how much she wanted it, the same way i could always tell when my wife was getting wet. later that night, in the kitchen, getting another beer, when she and her husband came out of the bathroom together, i just grinned. good for them, you know. she stood there and talked to me, flushed, happy, excited, asking if i was excited about the grandchild she was giving me, not even pretending she didn't just get fucked in my bathroom. i said of course, and i told her how beautiful she was. her jean shorts were unzipped and unbuttoned in the front. i could see the front of those little dark red panties, the little bow it had on the front. were they filling up with cum as we spoke?

they stayed over that night, she and her husband. and i concluded he must have cum somewhere else, because in the morning she was in the kitchen in just her top and those dark red panties, and they looked immaculate. thinking back, my daughter had been around me in her underwear often, but i'd never much noticed. now i noticed. i noticed the perfect pale skin along the edges of these panties, like her bikini bottom that summer must have been a little bigger than the panties. a lot of bare ass cheek showed in the back, and again, the tanline was there. i found myself wondering if she was shaved. i'd never wondered about that before, had never even considered the idea of her pubic hair or lack thereof.

she was talking about their house, she and her husband had recently moved in, and there was so much to do to get ready. i offered to help as often as i could. i'm good with my hands. i can fix most things. her husband worked a lot and my daughter had an office job where she mostly worked from home. so that fall, i was at her place a lot. i'd get there early in the morning -- her husband would be leaving for work and she'd give him a hard, flirty kiss goodbye. she'd be in the kitchen still undressed -- it was always a long-sleeved top and panties -- seems like what she slept in. no bra, and i noticed, again for the first time in my life, how hard and alert her nipples always seemed to be. at this point she still didn't really have a bump, but it seemed to me that her tits were already swelling. every morning they looked a little bigger.

sipping her tea, she'd talk with me about the day's problem. sink needed a few faucet. washer dryer unit install issues. new shelves for the bathroom. and then i'd get to work. she'd check in on me periodically and be on her work computer and around mid-morning she'd go and take a shower. i loved the way it smelled, her showers. so floral and pretty. and then she'd come out in a towel. her hair was never wet -- she had long hair that she never washed. but the warmth and the steam and the soap would be coming off of her body in an intoxicating way. then she'd go get dressed. usually, i didn't see much of anything. but one day, i was working in the kitchen and she came out from her bedroom, fully topless. she had left her phone somewhere and was distracted looking for it, and didn't even realize she had her tits out until i looked right at them. she giggled, covered her chest, and apologized.

no need to apologize, i said. it's your house.

yeah, she said. still. i mean they probably look like mom's now. my nipples are getting darker, it's so weird.

that's the miracle of life, i said.

she kept her arm over her breasts, but the next day, came out of her room talking to me while still putting her bra on. she was either more comfortable or experimenting with the idea of getting more comfortable. her stomach was beginning to swell -- her hands were always on it, and whatever chemical reaction had sparked my interest in her body was changing her confidence levels, too. one day, i came over and she answered the door completely bottomless. she was wearing this men's dress shirt and nothing else, and i couldn't exactly see her pussy, but as she turned, i could certainly see her ass.

she was telling me she'd slept in and i'd woken her up -- her husband was already gone so she'd just grabbed the first shirt she saw -- which meant she slept nude? i wondered. her mother didn't, but i did. so i decided to ask. i said, you sleep naked? i do. you know, casual, like that. and she laughed and said, not usually, usually i sleep in panties and a shirt like when you get here. but last night i just, didn't get dressed... she trailed off.

it's fine, i said. i mean, i know you have sex.

yes, she laughed, but you don't want to picture me having sex the way we did it last night. she touched her neck in a nervous, excited way. the front of the shirt came up enough for me to see her bush. sorry, she chirped, reaching down quickly to cover it. i need to shave, she said.

there's nothing wrong with a little hair, i said.

yeah but, she said, i mean mom shaves because you like it, right?

kind of an odd thing for her to know, i thought, or to frame it that way. did her mom tell her that kind of thing?

i mean it's not like i make her, i said.

oh, no, i mean, she likes that you like it. and that you do it too, she grinned. sorry, i talk to mom about a lot.

that's OK, i said. i mean, it's good to be curious. what else do you know? i asked her.

she smiled. i know you are really good at oral sex, she laughed. and i know you have a big dick.

i blushed.

i asked mom because my husband's is -- i mean it is fine, but i told i remembered seeing yours once or twice and like... i asked her how many inches. she giggled again. you are like sooo much bigger than him. i can't even imagine it. mom's poor pussy! she laughed again, nervous and flirty. anyway, you have stuff to do. i am going to shave my pussy. she left the room, still giggling. when she came back to see me an hour or so later, her choice of a sundress seemed deliberate. out of curiosity, I said, did you have a nice shave? and without hesitating, she lifted her dress. she was not wearing underwear. her pussy was smooth and pink and eager.

gorgeous, i said, involuntarily. she blushed. thank you, she said. i try.

i don't normally get flashed at work, i said.

but sometimes, right?

oh, it has happened.

she giggled. i don't doubt it. handsome handyman. i bet some panties come off.

occupational hazard, i said.

it felt like a tricky subject. had i cheated on her mom? yes, of course. with lots of women. did i want to admit that? no.

we're the same, she told me. i cheat on my husband.

you do? i said.

yeah, she said. the baby is his, but there are other men. guys from work. there have been some women, too.

huh, i said. good for you.

you raised a little slut, she said, sorry if that is a surprise.

it's not a surprise, i guess, i said. i just never thought about that part of your life until you got pregnant.

you notice my body now. she said. i noticed, you noticing. i like it.

you're a beautiful woman, i told her.

i was taking a coffee break an hour or so later, sitting in her living room. she came in from her office, and sat down in my lap. thank you for doing all this, she said. i found myself wondering if she'd put on underwear.

it's nothing, i said.

no it's not, she said. it is your time and expertise and materials and i just... what can i do to make it up to you?

a grandchild, i said.

ok, fair enough, she said. she stood again and lifted her dress to show me her belly. her pussy was still bare -- no underwear.

no underwear still, i said.

do you mind? she asked.

no, i said. i like it.

she leaned over to whisper in my ear, even though no one was home. i won't ever wear them around you again, she said.

the next morning, she'd kept her word. her husband quizzically clocked that she was completely bottomless around me, but didn't say anything or seem all that concerned. what he didn't know was that she spent the rest of the day bottomless -- just walking around in a work blouse and bra.

that weekend, we had a get-together at our house, and she arrived in a flannel top and jean shorts -- and when she and i were briefly alone in the kitchen, opened the front of her shorts to show me -- no panties.

it was strange, the kind of intimacy that developed between us. one day i was at a job, and she went to the office, and when we saw each other next she told me about how physically attentive the women at work work were, and how she'd gotten fingered twice in one day and then hadn't been able to cum while having sex with her husband.

i told mom, she said, only the part about not being able to cum, and she told me you got her off three times last night.

that's true, i said. and i'd covered her in my cum from her bald pussy to her chin, but i didn't mention that part. it's that nice big dick she said. does great work. i laughed. oh, she said, suddenly, looking down at her dress. where are my manners? and she lifted her dress to pull her panties down. she left them on the floor next to where i was working.

an hour later, i crossed by her bedroom to get something from the garage. she was on her bed, masturbating. i looked right at her.

sorry, i said.

it's fine, she said in a low voice. just having trouble focusing on work today.

does that help? i asked her. she was still doing it, rubbing her clit in circles as she looked at me.

uh huh, she said.

i went to my truck. when i came back, she was at her computer.

later she asked me how often i jerk off.

rarely, i said. honestly, her mother took care of that. she blew me any time i woke up hard, which was most mornings. and she wanted to fuck most nights, even if she just seemed to want to quickly grind an orgasm out of both of us.

i don't know why, she said, but i really want to see mom sucking your dick.

you do? i asked.

yeah, she said. i want to compare notes.

the next morning, as my wife sucked my cock, i took out my phone and filmed her. she didn't mind. she winked and kept going.

when i got to my daughter's house that morning, i took out my phone to show her, and she was handing her phone to me. we'd each made videos.

i watched her eyes light up as she saw my hard cock on screen, and i looked down at her already-playing video. her husband was unimpressive, but she was going good work. she was mostly dressed in the video. my video was longer, so after i'd watched her ten second clip a few times, i watched her watch me.

you're so fucking big, she said. how does mom fit that much of you in her mouth? oh my god. wow. wow.

i was hard, watching her. i made no effort to hide that. when it was over, when, in the video, i shot my cum onto her mother's tongue, she shakily put down the phone and said, i'm so wet i'm dizzy.

sit down, i said. and i moved her to the couch, where she pushed me down first and sat in my lap. i felt her push herself down against me, immediately registering that i was hard under my pants. am i a good girl? she asked me suddenly. yes, i said.

can you said it? she said.

you're a good girl, i said.

she sighed. thank you, she said. then she stood up. i ruined your pants, she said. i looked down. under her short dress, she'd gotten her wetness all over me. the edges of the dress were damp too. i came, she giggled. i just came in your lap.

how? i asked.

i just... it was like a premature ejaculation. she laughed.

wow, i said again.

will you jerk off for me? she asked suddenly.

what? i said.

will you jerk off for me. i just want to watch.

uh, i said.

please, she said. and she pulled her dress over her head. she wasn't wearing a bra. i looked at her dark, eager nipples over her swollen belly.

i pulled out my hard cock. she knelt, obediently, a few feet away.

somehow, i knew what was going to happen. even before i was really stroking she was inching forward. i didn't say anything. soon she was kneeling between my legs, and placidly moving my hand out of the way. and taking over. when, after a few minutes of admiring and stroking, she took my tip in her mouth, i told myself to hold out and not cum. years of stamina were very helpful for this. i let her lick and suck, and after a while i reached out to affectionately touch her hair. that was all it took. she stood, turned around, and sat on my cock. she rode me on her couch, reverse cowgirl, gasping and moaning. her juices dripped down my shaft. please, she said as she bounced. please fucking cum. please fucking cum inside me. i groaned and released my load. she kept riding for a while, saying oh my god. and then she climbed off.

you're so good to me daddy, she said, kissing and licking my shaft, having returned to her knees. she sucked the last of my cum out of the head of my cock, a practiced, slutty gesture.

Mom takes her son to a concert and treats him to some hotel room fun later.(This was written at the request of a follower.)

A couple of days ago Mom asked me with her to go to a concert featuring her favorite group since Dad doesn’t like the group and doesn’t want to go.  Because I do like the group also, I readily agree to go with her. The only downside is that the venue is well over two hours away from where we live.  The upside is that she lets me drive us there since it is still daylight.  We head out early and it’s a good thing because the parking lot is already starting to fill up when we get there a couple of hours before the concert starts. We go to the concession stands and buy a soft drink for me and a beer for her along with some snacks for both of us.

We have great seats, third row on the floor center stage!  We’re far enough back not to get trampled by those rushing up to the stage, yet close enough to see all the action.  And there is lots of action.  The girl singers and dancers are all dressed rather provocatively, showing off lots of cleavage with their low cut tight halter tops and lots of leg since they are wearing black skin tight short shorts that are nearly French cut.  The guys are wearing very tight black stretch pants and rather small, short vests with no shirts on underneath.  There is lots of sensuous dancing while the songs are being performed.

During the concert, Mom seems to be really getting into the show since her eyes seem to be focused on the male lead singer who is doing lots of sexy moves.  Meanwhile mine eyes are taking in the seductive moves of the female dancers.  Part way into the show, I’m a little shocked when I feel her hand squeezing on my knee while we are sitting, but I attribute it to the excitement of the performance. Then a couple of times, while we are standing with the frenzied crowd, I swear that I feel her hand pressing up against my crotch.  However, I chalk that up to us moving with the undulations of the throng of people. At one point Mom finishes her beer and goes off to the concession stand for another one.

The overall show is fabulous and it lasts quite a bit longer than we thought when they brought out a special performer to sing with them.  It is way late in the evening when we join the mass of people exiting the venue.  When we get into the car and join the very long line of cars exiting the parking lot, Mom says, “I’m really too tired to drive home tonight.  I think that we ought to get a hotel room.”

“I can drive, Mom,” I offer.

“No, you are really tired too, Timmy; I can see it in your eyes.  Furthermore, we don’t need to be thinking about driving home this late, it’ll be the wee hours of the morning when we get there.  Better get some sleep and be refreshed … there’s less chance of having an accident.”

“Okay, Mom.”

What we hadn’t counted on was the fact that in addition to the concert, there was a big rivalry football game going on that night and it seemed like all the hotels and motels are full.  After the fifth one, we are pretty frustrated.  But finally the desk clerk at the sixth hotel says, “I do have one room available but it only has one king-size bed.”

“I’ll take it,” Mom says quickly.

“But, Mom, how will we sleep?”

“Don’t worry, son, we’ll make it work.”

The clerk says, “I would normally offer you a roll-away bed, but all of those are taken too.”

“We’ll get by just fine, thank you, Sir.”

Once in the room, I ask again, “But, Mom, how will we sleep?”

“It’s simple, you will sleep in one side of the bed and I’ll sleep on the other.  It is a king-size bed, there’s plenty of room for both of us.  And we can sleep in our underwear since we really didn’t plan for this and bring any pajamas or other clothes.”

That statement answered another question that I had in my head.  “Okay, Mom.”  As we start getting ready for bed, I’m thinking about the dancers on stage and wishing that one of them was going to be in bed with me instead of my mom. It’s not that Mom isn’t good looking, she is a knockout, but she’s …… well, she’s Mom.  While she places a phone call to Dad, I pull off my pants and try to hide the hard-on that’s making a tent in my boxers as I slide in underneath the covers.  In the meantime, Mom has to leave a message for Dad since he doesn’t answer.  And she also sends him a text.

After that, she pulls her clothes off to reveal a very sexy red bra and panty set …… and both are rather skimpy.  I try not to stare at her nearly nude body as she too slides underneath the covers and turns out the light.  The look at her sexy lingerie doesn’t help my erection situation at all.  But damn it, I shouldn’t be turned on by my own mother! She moves about for a couple of moments, seemingly to get comfortable.

To try to hide my arousal better, I roll onto my side facing away from her.  As I lie there, I realize that I really want to go into the bathroom and jerk off my aching cock, but I know that I probably wouldn’t get away with doing that with Mom in the room.  Then, a few minutes later, Mom rolls over beside me and kisses my neck from behind and says, “Thanks for going to the concert with me, baby, and for being a good sport about this.”

As she presses up against me, I swear that she must not be wearing her bra anymore since it feels like her warm bare breasts are pushing up against my back.  Damn, that thought just makes my erection worse!  I answer, “Sure, Mom, it was lots of fun. And like you said, we’ll make this work.”  While I answer, she drapes her hand over me and she’s lightly rubbing my lightly haired chest. Soon I question her, “Mom!  What are you doing?”

“Shhhhhhh, just enjoy!” she admonishes.  I’m starting to wonder just how many beers she had at the concert …… although she doesn’t act drunk, other than this strange behavior, and she doesn’t walk like a drunk or drive like one either.  She kisses me on the neck again as her hand gravitates down to my belly. As she does this, my hard cock is aching and throbbing in my underwear and I’m afraid that she’ll notice it and get mad about it.

A few moments later her fingers are playing with the waistband of my boxers and then …… it happens …… they slide underneath it.  “Mom!!” I exclaim as I turn my head to look at her.  She doesn’t reply, but instead starts kissing me in a way that she’s never kissed me before …… very passionately with her tongue probing between my lips.  At the same time her fingertips encounter the head of my aching cock.  “MMmmmmMMM!” I moan in my attempt to protest again.  My heart is beating rapidly as I fear her wrath.  But instead, I feel her fingers probing down along the shaft.  A moment later she grasps my cock in her hand and then it is her turn to moan.

She breaks the kiss to gasp and exclaim, “Just how big are you, Son?”  She leans over me to turn on the light placing her bare breasts just mere inches from my face.  She explains, “I just have to see your big cock!  Roll over on your back and quit hiding it from your mommy.”  I’m rather shocked to hear her call my penis a ‘cock’ and even more surprised that she wants to see it.  How wrong I was to think that she’d be mad about it being hard!  A little reluctantly, because I’m still embarrassed at having a hard-on with my mother, I roll over on my back.  She sits cross-legged beside my hips before she quickly pushes the covers downward and then pulls down my boxers to let my cock pop free.  “Oh, my God, Timmy, it’s HUGE!” she exclaims.

I’m a little embarrassed at her outburst.  I knew that my penis … uh … cock is bigger than a lot of them, but I didn’t think that it was that big to be called huge.  She wraps her hands around it and starts stroking it.  “Mom …… What are you doing now?” I ask rather stupidly like I didn’t know.

“I’m stroking this big, beautiful, hard cock of yours!” she says, almost dreamily.  She looks at me and there is something different in her eyes … a dark look of lust maybe?  She Ooohhhs and Aaahhhs over it for several minutes while she strokes it. Since she is looking so intently at my cock, I don’t feel bad about openly staring at her big beautiful breasts that I have never seen bare before.  They are topped off by hard nipples that almost look like gumdrops, ready to eat. Unfortunately I cannot easily reach them, not that I would touch them without her permission anyway.

A drop of pearly liquid appears on the tip of my cock and a moment later she leans over and licks it up.  “Mmmmmmm, you taste so good!” she says.  Then she stretches out crosswise on the bed on her stomach and I realize that her panties are gone too!  My own mother is naked on the bed beside me with her large lovely ass in full view! My cock jumps at the beautiful sight. Then she does something even more surprising, she takes the head of my cock into her mouth and starts sucking on it, swirling her tongue around it as she does.

“Oh, Mom …… that feels … so good!!” I moan out.  “But should you … should we be doing this?”  She doesn’t answer, but just takes some more of my cock into her mouth, sliding past her ruby red lips.  “Ooooohhhhh!!” I moan.  “What …… about …… uh …… Dad?”  That seems to be the final straw to drive her onward.  She starts bobbing her head up and down on my cock and I watch as more and more of it disappears into her soft, warm mouth.  I can’t help but react and I even lift my hips slightly in response to her oral ministrations.  With one hand, she is stroking the part of my shaft that won’t fit in her mouth, using her plentiful saliva for lubricant.  It feels so damn good!!  Occasionally she lifts her head and looks at me and smiles without a word.  Then she goes back to working on my cock.

I don’t notice right away but a few moments later, I see that while she is sucking my cock, she is apparently playing between her legs.  Suddenly she announces, “I can’t wait any longer!”  In a flash, she is on her knees, straddling me.  Without any fanfare she takes my saliva slicked cock and points it between her bare puffy pussy lips, swiping it back and forth along her slit.  I had never before seen a live pussy that was shaved; I’ve only seen them in pictures. Seconds later she is lowering herself down upon my pole, moaning as my cock slips further and further past her wet and slippery folds.  

I am moaning all sorts of unintelligible sounds as my hard cock slides into her warm and wet tunnel.  It feels like nothing that I have felt before.  It’s so soft and slippery, but so tight at the same time.  She gives a confession, “Ooohh, I haven’t been fucked in a long, long time …… especially with a nice big cock like this one!”  I am surprised at her use of the ‘F’ word, a term that she once washed out my mouth with soap for using.  But she goes on, “Your cock feels sooooo fucking good in my pussy, Timmy!!”

“Oh, Mom, you feel so good too!  Oh yeah!!” It’s not long before my cock is buried completely inside her body.  There is a special feeling knowing that my cock is inside the place where I came from as a tiny baby.  She just sits there for a moment and grinds her lovely shaven crotch against mine.  

Her eyes have that faraway look in them like she isn’t seeing anything in the room.  She starts bouncing up and down on my cock in rather short strokes that lengthen as she goes on.  She places her hands on my chest for balance as she starts fucking me faster and harder.  Her lovely breasts are bouncing up and down rather wildly so without thinking, I reach up and grasp them.  “Yes, play with my titties, Timmy!” she says, “Oh God yes, just like that!!  You can pinch my nipples too!!”  I take her at her word and start squeezing her breasts and somehow I know to roll her nipples between my fingertips.  “OH FUCK, YEEESSSS!!!” she moans out.  The faraway look morphs into a wild look as she starts bouncing up and down on my shaft with even more vigor.  For someone who was too tired to drive home, she has sure recovered her energy!  “Oh, Timmy, your big cock feels soooooo …… fuckin’ …… good!!!”

“Your … uh … pussy … feels good too, Mom!!” I manage to get out.

She is bouncing up and down on my cock so hard that our bodies are slapping together with a wet sound each time they meet.  Then, after a short while, she moans out, “I’mmmm …… gonna …… cuuuuummmmmmm!!” just before her body starts trembling uncontrollably.  “Oooohhhh!!  FUUUUCK!! I’M CUUUMMMMMMING!!”  Her eyes are closed and her head is thrown back and I wonder if she is okay or if she is having some kind of a seizure.  I’ve never seen a woman do this, not even in the limited porn that I have watched …… and certainly not in person.  My crotch and balls become covered in warm fluid as her body vibrates.

All of this is just too much for me and suddenly I get this feeling.  I holler out, “MOM!  I FEEL LIKE I’M GONNA …………!”

She doesn’t let me complete the sentence but hollers out, “CUM INSIDE ME!!  CUM INSIDE YOUR MOTHER, TIMMY!”

That’s all that it takes to push me over the edge.  I groan loudly and shove my hips upward and begin shooting what feels like ropes of cum deep inside her body.  I thrust upwards and slam into her with each pulse of hot cum that spurts from my body.  My orgasm is so intense that parts of me feel weak.  She seems to be having another orgasm as well while I fill her insides.  After about a dozen spurts or so, I am spent.  My body settles down onto the bed and she follows me down.  Then she collapses down on top of me, her huge titties pressed against my chest. Out of instinct, I wrap my arms around her and hold her tightly against me.  We lay like that for a long time before she asks, “Do you need me to get off of you, Timmy?  I don’t want to squish you.”

“No, Mom, you are fine just where you are.  I hug her tighter still not believing that I just fucked my own mother and filled her with my white creamy cum that I generally spurt all over my belly or on the floor.  I think that we fall asleep like that for a while because I get awakened by her crawling off of me.  A few moments later I am surprised when I feel her tongue licking up the gooey white mess on my cock, balls, and belly.  “Oh Mom!!” is all that I can say.

A few moments later she heads off to the bathroom and comes back carrying a wet washcloth and a towel.  She finishes cleaning me and then cleans herself before crawling into bed beside me. She requests, “Spoon up against me, Timmy.”  I snuggle up behind her and she lifts her leg and positions my somewhat deflated cock between her ass cheeks and legs.  “Good night, Timmy,” she whispers.

“Good night, Mom.” I reply softly.  Seconds later I am asleep.

The next morning I awaken, not remembering where I am at first.  As I slowly come to full consciousness, I begin to recall the events of the previous night and I wonder if it all was a dream … certainly it didn’t happen for real!  The bed beside me is empty and I wonder about that.  But then I hear something that sounds like soft sobbing.  My eyes wander around the room until I find Mom sitting in a chair with her head in her hands.  She is no longer naked, she has gotten dressed … or maybe she was dressed all along.

She hears the rustle of the sheets as I start to get up.  She lifts her head and says firmly, “Sit down, Timmy; we have to talk.”  I’m silent because I’m wondering if I did something wrong during the night to upset her.  She looks at me for a few moments before she starts out, “Timmy, what happened last night between us should never have happened.  It’s called incest and it’s against the law.  I lost total control and I shouldn’t have and I’m sorry. But between the excitement of the concert, the three or four beers that I drank and having my own son in bed with me, I just lost all sense of right and wrong.  And what happened was very wrong.”

“But I thought that you enjoyed it.  You even had a big whatever you call it.”

“It’s called an orgasm and I did have a big one; actually I had three of them … at least. And I did really enjoy it, and that’s the whole problem; now I want it some more …… but it is so wrong in so many ways.  It’s incest, and like I said, that’s against the law.  And I also cheated on your Dad.  And in addition, I had sex with someone who isn’t eighteen yet, but merely seventeen.”

“I’m almost eighteen, Mom; my birthday is at the end of next month.”

“I know, but you are still technically below the legal age to have sex.”

I get up, still naked, and kneel down beside her chair.  I put my arm around her shoulders and say, “Yes, but no one has to know except us.  What happened in this room can stay in this room, just like if it was in Las Vegas. And I know lots of people under the age of eighteen having sex.”

“I know, but they’re probably not having sex with their mothers.  And I know that no one has to know, but I don’t know if I can stand the guilt.  Because of that, it can’t happen again.”

“Look, you said last night that you hadn’t … uh … uh” I search for the right word to say so that I don’t get my mouth washed out with soap.  

But she knows what I want to say.  “Yes, I said that I hadn’t gotten fucked in a long, long time …… and that’s the truth. Your father doesn’t seem to want sex anymore; he is so enamored with that secret project of his at work that it makes me wonder if he is having an affair.  And I’ve never been fucked with a cock like yours.  That’s …… what …… makes …… it …… so …… damn …… hard!  I need …… sex …… so much …… and I don’t …… get it.”   She dissolves into a fresh round of tears.  I draw her close and let her cry on my shoulder.  I hate it when Mom cries, I feel so utterly helpless.  I just hold her and let her cry.

Her crying is just winding down when her phone rings.  She answers it and I hear Dad’s angry voice, “Where are you?  I expected you home last night!  And when you still weren’t here this morning I got worried.”

Immediately Mom gets defensive, “Hey, Bruce, I called you and left a message and I sent you a text.  What more was I supposed to do?  Didn’t you look at your damn phone??”  I don’t hear his answer because I head off to the bathroom to relieve my aching bladder that’s threatening to burst.  When I return, I pick up my boxers and start to put them on when Mom snaps her fingers and waves her hand.  She is saying into the phone, “Now you know what it feels like to be alone at home, like you leave me all the time while you work on that damned secret project of yours.”  Then her voice rises nearly to a shout, “Your damn secrecy makes me wonder if you are having a damn affair!”  I hear what sounds like a denial from Dad.  She listens for a few moments and then says, “Damn, it, I don’t know when we’ll be home.  Maybe it’ll be sometime this afternoon or maybe it will be tomorrow, I’m not sure yet.  Hell, I’m so pissed off now that I may just go shopping at some stores that we don’t have there!  Good bye!” She presses the hang-up button. The phone almost immediately starts ringing again, but she turns it off without answering it.

Inwardly I groan at the mention of shopping.  I don’t particularly like shopping with Mom because she looks at EVERYTHING!  She tosses her phone aside and beckons me to come with her finger.  Slowly I approach.  She softly says, “Don’t worry; I’m not going to take you shopping because I know that you really hate it.  I just wanted him to know that I wasn’t going to pack up and come home just because he can’t figure out how to get his own damn breakfast.”  I stop my advancement a couple of feet away from her but she says, “C’mon on, come closer.”  I walk up until our knees are almost touching.

In spite of what she said earlier, sexy thoughts are going through my head and my cock is slowly responding, even though I try to will it to stay down.  But I guess that there is no need to worry about that because she reaches out and takes it into her hand.  She looks up at me with those same lust-filled eyes from last night.  She starts stroking it and says, “I love your big cock, Timmy!”  She leans in and kisses the head.  “And I want it again!”

“But you said ………”

“Yes, I said that it couldn’t happen again.  But that is before I talked to your father.  He really pissed me off … so now I want you to fuck me again …… maybe more than once if you are up to it because I’m pretty sure that he’s cheating on me now.”

There is bitterness in her voice on the last sentence.  Dumfounded by the quick change of events, I can only nod my head while she looks deep into my eyes.  Finally I am able to blurt out, “Sure, Mom, whatever you want.”

My cock is already rock hard once more from her stroking and the knowledge that she is going to let me fuck her again.  She leans in and takes the crown in her mouth and starts sucking on it and running her tongue along the sensitive place on the underside.  While stroking my shaft with one hand she is playing with my balls with the other.  Then she looks up at me while her lips slide further and further down my shaft until she gets to the point that she gags slightly.  She starts slowly bobbing her head up and down on my cock, stopping occasionally to lick the length of my shaft and kiss and lick on my balls.  I am moaning the whole time and telling her how wonderful her mouth feels on my cock.  My arousal is rising and I wonder if she wants me to cum in her mouth.  But she stops and looks up at me with those lust-filled eyes.  Then she asks a question that at first I think is a little strange, “Timmy, may I show you how to really make love to a woman?”

“Uh … sure, Mom.”

She stands up. “First, we all like to be hugged and kissed.”  She wraps her arms around me and hugs me.  It’s a little awkward with my rock hard cock pressed between us but she doesn’t seem to mind.  It’s also strange and arousing that she’s dressed and I’m nude.  Then she kisses me passionately, holding my head from behind and probing with her tongue.  I can see the power of the kiss because it sends tingles through my body straight to my groin.

She breaks the kiss and says, “Only after you have hugged and kissed for a while should you ever consider going further.  Now, most women like their man’s hands on their ass and I’m no exception.”  She guides my hands to her ass cheeks and instinctively I squeeze them.  “Yes, just like that,” she encourages before she starts kissing me again.  I decide to go one step further pull her tighter against me to press my cock against her while I squeeze them, actually lifting her upward slightly.  “Mmmmm! ……. Yeah!” she moans between kisses.

After quite a few minutes, she breaks the kiss and says, “You are a fast learner, Timmy!  I liked that.”  I beam with pride.  “Now, unbutton my top …… slowly,” she instructs.  After I unfasten it, I slide it off of her shoulders and toss it into the nearby chair.  “Now, hug me again.”  We hug and kiss a little more and she says, “Now, if she has a bra that fastens in the back you might be able to unfasten it now if she is sending off the right vibes, which I am.”  I fumble with the unfamiliar fastener, but finally get it undone.  Working on instinct, I then slip the shoulder straps down off of her shoulders.  She pulls away just enough for it to drop away so that she can toss it into the same chair.  I hug her back to me again, feeling her warm bare tits against my chest.  “Do you like my titties, Timmy?” she asks.

“Yes, Mom, I do … I love them.”

“Then you can make love to them.  Kiss them … Lick them … Suck them.  Show me how much you like them.”  For the next few minutes I do just that.  I kiss them all over and then lick them.  I gently squeeze them while I play with her hard nipples and suck on them.  “Oh God yes, Timmy, just like that!!  Oh Yeah!!”  At one point she holds my head against her bosom while I’m sucking on her nipple.

On a whim, while I am still playing with her tits, I slide my hand down and unfasten her pants so that I can slide my hand inside them.  I slide downward on her mound until I find the triangle of her panties. I find that they are wet when I rub them.  “Oh, Timmy!! YEEESSS!!!”  I push her pants down a little further and then, like she did last night, I slide my hand behind the elastic band of her panties to touch the bare skin of her pussy.  Just doing that sends a thrill straight through me.  And she must like it too because she seems to almost melt and she moans, “Oooohhh, gaaaawwwd!!”  A moment later she says, “I’ve got to sit down!”

Even though her pants are still around her thighs, I slowly lead her over to the side of the bed where she sits down.  I pull her pants the rest of the way off and stare at the big wet spot on her panties.  She chuckles and says, “Do you see what you do to me, Timmy?”

“Yes, Mom, just like you make me like this,” I say as I heft up my hard aching cock.  I grasp the elastic of her panties and pull downward.  She lifts her butt up enough for me to slide them down and off.  She spreads her legs and I get my first really good look at her shaven pussy.  “It’s lovely, Mom!” I say.

I walk up between her legs, fully intending to just plunge my cock into her wet pussy but she stops me. “Wait, you’re not done yet!  Women also like their pussy licked and sucked, just like you like your cock licked and sucked.”  For a moment, I’m a little puzzled because I have heard through the peer grapevine how gooey and nasty a woman is down there.  She seems to read my mind when she says, “Don’t worry about what others have told you.  You will like it … I know that you will.”  She sensuously slips her finger between her wet folds and places it against her lips. She licks it clean and then does it again, only this time presses it against mine.  “Here, taste me,” she requests.  I find that her fingers have a scent on them that I really like so I open my mouth and suck her finger in.  I find that I like the way that she tastes too.

She instructs me, “Kneel down between my legs and tease me.  Caress my thighs and kiss them … but don’t touch my pussy yet.  Tease me until you think that I can’t stand it anymore or I start begging you for more.”  I follow her instructions, caressing, kissing and licking her thighs, coming close enough to her pussy to gather her scent in my nostrils … it is like an aphrodisiac to me.  Finally she says, “Now gently touch my pussy lips with your fingers.  Go exploring … caress each fold.”  Once more I follow her directions and I am amazed how her lips open to my touch.  I find her opening and slip my finger slightly inside and she seems to like that. I can tell that her breathing is changing, becoming more rapid while her pussy becomes even wetter.

Almost breathlessly she says, “Now, lick me.  Do the same thing with your tongue that you did with your fingers.”  Tentatively I lick her lips and find that she tastes even better now.  I look up at her to see her staring down at me.  Somehow that gives me a little rush.  “Ooohhh yeah!!!  Just like that, Timmy!!” she moans as her hips lift slightly.  I probe every inch of her pussy, even sticking my tongue into her opening.  At the same time, my hands are not idle; they are massaging and squeezing her ass cheeks, lifting them up slightly.  She encourages me and occasionally gives me a little instruction.  She seems to get particularly excited when my tongue reaches the top of her slit.  A couple of minutes later, She moans out, “Now … suck me …… gently.”

I start enthusiastically sucking on her lips and her inner folds.  A few moments later I feel her hand on my head.  “Yeah!!  …… Just … like … that … Timmy!!  Oh fuck!!” I notice that she gets really excited when I get to the top of her slit and there is a hard little bump there.  I suck on it gently.  “Oh gaaawwwd, Timmy, that’s my clit!!  Suck on it gently!!”  She may want me to suck on it gently, but she has my head pushed tightly against her crotch.  Looking up at her I see that her head is thrown back and her eyes are closed.  She is moaning, “Oh my gaawwd!!  Oh fffuuuuck!!  Oooohhhh, Timmy, don’t stop!!  Right there!!  Don’t move!! Keep it up!!  Don’t stop!!”  I keep up what I am doing, sucking on her hard nubbin and gently flicking my tongue over it.  She starts a mantra, “I’m gonna cum!!  I’m gonna cum!!  I’m gonna cum!!”  Her hips rise up, pushing her pussy even tighter against my mouth.  Suddenly she hollers, “OOOHHH FFFFUUUUUUCK!!” as her hips jerk upward and her whole body starts trembling.  Then she just moans as her body undulates, apparently uncontrollably. But her hands still hold me tightly to her crotch so I move with her and I don’t stop what I am doing.

It seems like her orgasm goes on forever … or maybe she has more than one, I’m not sure.  But I am sure that my chin, neck and chest are soaking wet from whatever she spurts out.  Then, suddenly, she pushes my head back.  “I can’t … take … any … more!!” she blurts out breathlessly.  Even though she has pushed me back, she still has a firm hold on my hair.  I look up at her and she smiles as she says brokenly, “I want … you to …… fuck me …… NOW!!” To emphasize her statement, she pulls upward on my hair.

I rise up to stand beside the bed, my drooling cock lewdly sticking straight out at her.  She says, “Stick your …… big cock …… in me …… and …… fuck me!!  Fuck…… your …… mommy!!”  I don’t need to be told twice.  I lift her legs high and wide and place the head of my cock in between her wide open pussy lips.  The head of my cock finds her opening like a heat seeking missile and I begin pushing inward.  It turns me on greatly to see my cock splitting her lips wide open and sliding inside her.  I’m fucking my mother again!!  She urges me, “Oh …… fuck …… yes!!   I want …… all of …… your …… fucking …… cock …… Timmy!!”  I keep pushing my way in, only pulling back a little to spread out the lubrication.  Soon, I am completely inside her and her hot wet pussy is wrapped around my throbbing cock.

Operating simply on instinct, I begin moving in and out of her, slowly fucking her in long strokes. “Oh yes!!  Oh yes!!  Oh yes!!” she is moaning almost constantly.  “Fuck your mother!!”  I spread her legs wider and start fucking her harder and faster.  Before long, my crotch is slapping up against hers with each stroke.  I worry about hurting her, but I figure that she’ll tell me if I do.  “Oooohhhh fffuuuuuuuuck!!” she moans over and over again. Then she utters, “I’mmmmmm … gooonnnnnna … cuuuummmm!!”  There is a pause of a few seconds before she announces, “I’MMMM …… CU … CU … CUUUUMMMMMMMING!!”  Her body bounces around on the bed and her pussy tightens around my plunging cock. The pleasure is fabulous, both visual and physical as I watch my mom writhe around in what looks like absolute bliss.

Somehow I manage not to cum yet, although I come very close.  I realize that I have slowed my action down during her orgasm, so I increase the speed of my fucking again when she settles down a little.  Almost immediately she has another climax that nearly pushes me out of her pussy with the force of it.  This time there are no words …… just a wordless scream and then moans and groans.  This time it is too much for me and I holler out, “I’m cuummmming, Mom!!” as my cock starts spurting inside her once again.

She has still another orgasm as she hollers out, “Oh … Fuck … Yes!!!  ……  Fill … My … Naughty … Cunt … With … Your … Hot … Creamy … Teenage … Incestuous … CUM!!” I briefly wonder about her choice of words for her pussy, but I don’t dwell on it since the intense pleasure emanating from my cock flows completely through my body.  My legs are shaking as I pound into her each time that my cock spurts inside her again and again.  There are squishy sounds coming from our crotches as they meet.  When my orgasm winds down, I hang tightly onto Mom’s raised legs to keep from crashing onto the floor.

I look down at her and her eyes are closed while her chest rises and falls quickly with her labored breathing.  At the same time I become aware of my own rapid breathing.  Aftershocks flow through her body causing her pussy to tighten down on my sensitive cock, causing me to moan in additional pleasure. After a while she barely opens her eyes and declares, “Timmy …… you were … just so … amazing … and wonderful!!” She draws out the word wonderful.

My slowly deflating cock finally gets pushed out of her still active pussy.  As I step back, she pats the bed next to her to indicate that I should lie next to her, which I do.  We are quiet for a long time until finally she takes her hand and lifts my chin and says, “Timmy, I know that this is all so very wrong …… but now I don’t think that I can function or even live without your cock now that I’ve had it.  And I love your mouth and tongue too!  You are such a wonderful lover …… you know how to make your mom feel really, really good!  Timmy, you have made me feel alive again, whereas before I was feeling kind of dead and useless since your father doesn’t seem to want fat ol’ me anymore. And I’m pretty sure that he is cheating on me anyway because I heard a woman in the background call out his name when he called this morning.  I don’t think that he was even home when he called.”

“First of all, Mom, you are NOT fat.  You are so beautiful, even when you are dressed, I’ve always thought that.  I just never thought that I’d see you naked, much less have sex with you.  It was soooo fabulous!!  Dad doesn’t know what he is missing!”

“Oh he knows, alright, we used to be pretty wild sexually.  But after your sister and later you came along, I gained a few pounds and your father apparently no longer found me attractive enough to arouse him.”  There are tears in her eyes again.

“Please don’t cry, Mom.  I’ll take care of you whenever you need it, I promise.  And it will be our secret.”

She pulls me close to her.  “Thank you, Timmy; that means a lot to me.”

“I want to learn all about pleasuring you … about how to make love to a woman … how to make love to you.  I want you to teach me everything, Mom.”

“Oohh, Timmy!” is her only reply as she hugs me.  Then she kisses me passionately.  She finally breaks the kiss and says, “We need to get us some breakfast … or it’ll probably be brunch by now.”

We get dressed and go to the little café just outside the hotel.  Sitting across from Mom at the little table I see something different in her eyes, a bright spark and there is a big smile on her face. After we eat she says, “I know that I told you that I wasn’t going to take you shopping, but we do need some underwear because I’ve decided that we are not going home today.”

“Okay, Mom, I understand.”

We go to one of those chain department stores and while we are there Mom spots some massage oil. “I’ve got an idea; let’s give each other a massage.  We can explore each other’s body that way.  Is that okay?”

“Sounds like a great idea, Mom,” I reply enthusiastically.  She picks up a couple of bottles with different scents along with some underwear for both of us.

Back at the room we start hugging and kissing almost the moment we step inside the door.  Then we slowly undress each other.  When I peel her panties off, I find that they are soaking wet and somewhat gooey in the center panel.  She says, “That’s why I had to have some more underwear, you’ve been dripping out of me all day.”

“I’ve been dripping out of you all day?” I question.

“That means that your gooey cum has been dripping out of me.”

“Oh …… is that a bad thing?”

“No it’s a good thing.  I love it!!” she replies.  “If I could, I’d like for your teenage cum to be dripping out of me every day.”  I look at her kind of dumbfounded.  Then she says, “Let me massage you first.  Lie on your stomach.”  I do so and she starts her massage.  I have to admit that it is very arousing to have my naked mother giving me a massage, especially when she starts using her body as well as her hands. At one point she is rubbing her big oiled up tits up and down my back while her crotch massages my buttocks. After a very sensual massage she has me turn over onto my back.  Once again she gets me all oiled up and then uses her body to massage me.

She even slips my cock in between her tits and massages it.  Then she kneels cross-legged beside me like last night and takes my cock into her hands.  For a long time she gives me a slow and sensual cock massage.  She is a master at it, massaging it until I think that I’m about to spurt and then allowing my arousal to go back down again.  I’m almost thinking about begging her to finish me off, but something tells me to just lie back and enjoy.  Just about when I think that I’m going to go crazy with the desire to cum she gradually slows down the massage.  Then she says, “Okay, it’s my turn.  Why don’t you start on my front side?”

“Sure, Mom, whatever you want.”  Starting at the top, I have lots of fun oiling up her breasts and feeling her globes of flesh sliding through my fingers while I ‘massage’ them.  After a while I move down to her belly and at her insistence, down each leg, avoiding her crotch for now.  I work all the tight muscles out of her legs and get them nice and relaxed.  Then I am allowed to oil up her pussy lips and massage there.

She then says, “Let me tell you how you can pleasure a woman in another way.  She guides my hand so that I can slide my middle finger into her opening.  Then she shows me how to move my finger to touch what she calls her G-spot.  When I find the right spot her excitement rises rapidly.  She suggests, “Oh yes, Timmy, you learn so fast!!  Now see if you can slip in another finger and do the same thing with both, your ring finger is best.”

As soon as I slip it in and start working both fingers in the ‘come here’ motion while I’m plunging them in and out, her arousal skyrockets.  “Oohh ffuuuck YEESS!!” she hollers.  “Just like that!!  Pound those fingers into me!!  Ooohhh fffuuuuck yeah!!”  I feel like I’m being a little rough but she seems to like it.  Moments later she announces, “I’MMMM CUUUMMMMMMING!!”  A few seconds later my hand and arm are covered in her juices as her orgasm overtakes her and liquid squirts out of her. After she rides out her orgasm, she lays her hand on top of mine to still it.  “You did it again, Timmy!!  You made Mommy cum.”  I beam with pride at my accomplishment.

She rests for a bit and then turns over.  Starting at her shoulders, I rub out all the knots and tight muscles.  I move down the back and do the same thing.  I really enjoy massaging her ass cheeks and I make sure to oil them up really good.  Then after working my way down each thigh and calf, I rub her feet, trying to find all the pressure points in them to make her feel good.  

After I’m done with her feet, I slide back up her legs until I reach her buttocks again.  Then, I copy her and start using my body to massage hers.  It feels so good to have our two oiled up bodies rubbing together.  At some point my still rock hard cock slides in between her lovely ass cheeks and begins rubbing up and down the crack while I rub my body against hers.  “That all feels so good, Timmy!” she says softly.  Then she spreads her legs a little further apart and wiggles her ass cheeks.  She says softly, “You can fuck me now if you want, Timmy.”

I move backwards to allow my cock slide down her crack a little.  Since our bodies are pressed together I’m trying to find her opening with just the feeling from my cockhead.  I seem to find it though and start pushing in gently.  Suddenly she hollers, “NO, TIMMY, WRONG HOLE!”  I stop my inward movement and start to move back but she says, “No! … No! …… Wait!! …… Don’t move!!”  Although I’m a little confused, I hold my position.  She wiggles her ass a little more and then she says, “Okay, Son, push in veerryy slowly.”  Even though I don’t quite understand, I do what she says.  Wherever I am going, it is really tight.  Then she asks, “Can you pull back a little and add some more oil?”

When I do that, I realize that my cockhead is sliding into her butthole.  “Are you sure, Mom?” I ask.

“Yes, I’m sure. I’m very relaxed now and it’s been a long time since I’ve been ass fucked, but I used to really enjoy it.” My head is swimming as I follow her request and add some more oil around my cock.  She continues her instructions, “Okay, now work your cock in and out slowly.” My cock gets even harder as I follow her command, being very careful not to hurt her.  At one point I hear her gasp out, “Wait!  Stop right there and don’t move!!”  Then a couple of moments later she says, “Okay, very slowly, now.” When I move, it feels like she is squeezing my cock.  Suddenly my cockhead pops past the tightness and she cries out.

Immediately I stop and ask, “Are you okay, Mom?”

“Ahhhh, yes, I am now.  Keep pushing in.  Fill your mom’s ass with your cock!”

Just to be sure, I add some more oil before I start pushing my cock further into her very tight ass.  “Oh Mom, it feels so good!!” I exclaim when I’m nearly all the way in.

“It feels so very good to me too!!  Now, just rub your body against mine like you were doing before.”  I lie on top of her and continue with my body massage while I slowly fuck her ass.  I can’t believe that my mom is actually letting me do this!  Since I’m down on my elbows, I rub her shoulders with my hands at the same time.  “Oh, Timmy, you don’t know how good that feels!!”  After doing that for quite some time, she asks, “Can you pull me up onto my knees without pulling out?”

“I think so, Mom.” I rise up and grasp her hips and pull up and back.  Soon she is on her knees and elbows and I get an even better view of my cock sliding in and out of her tight ass while I fuck her.  Almost immediately, she starts matching my strokes, backing up against me. Instinct tells me that she wants to be fucked harder so I start pushing hard up against her with each inward stroke.

“That’s it, Timmy, fuck your mother’s ass!  Show me how much you like it!”

With that invitation, I start fucking her even harder, spreading her ass cheeks apart as I do. I assure her, “Oh, Mom, I LOVE IT!!”At the same time I feel her fingers against my balls as she is apparently playing with herself.  That thought turns me on even more.  Pretty soon my crotch is smacking against her ass cheeks which makes my swinging balls slap against her hand.  “Oh, Mom, it feels so fucking good!” I groan out.  Right after I say that, I am hoping that she’s not going to wash my mouth with soap for using the ‘F’ word.

“Oh yeah, Timmy it feels so good to have you fucking my ass!!  Don’t stop!!”  Of course, I have no intention of stopping, it feels too damn good!!  I keep pounding into her, listening to her purrs and moans and occasional squeals.  Suddenly her body stops moving and she tenses.  At the same time, her ass tightens around my cock.  “Oh …… Fuck …… Timmy …… I’mmmmm …… Cuuummmmmming!!” she hollers out a moment later.  It looks like she is going into convulsions as she rides out her orgasm.

Although I try to hold off as long as possible to prolong the pleasure, her tight ass is just too much for me.  “I’mm Cuummmming Too, Mom!” I nearly shout out as I grab her hips tightly just as the first volley shoots inside of her.

“Oh Fuck Yeeesss!! Fill your Mom’s ass with your hot teenage cum!!” she hollers back.  Naturally that just increases my pleasure as rope after rope of cum spurts into her ass from my invading cock.  “Oh, Yeessss, Timmy, I feel you cumming!!”

Once more I feel like I’m shooting my insides out through the end of my cock.  It feels so damn good!!  Like always, it is over far too soon …… but maybe not since my muscles feel rubbery.  She starts to slide downward onto the bed so I follow her, keeping my cock inside her pulsing ass.  Lying on top of her again I whisper in her ear, “That was wonderful, Mom.  Thank you!”

“I should be thanking you; that was fabulous!”  She turns her head enough so that we can kiss.  I’m not sure if she dozes off, but I know that I do.  She awakens me by saying, “You need to slide off, Son, to that we can go take a shower and go get something to eat.”  My cock has gotten pushed out of her ass, but it is still gaping enough to allow some of my gooey cum to dribble out and down her thighs while she walks to the bathroom.  Although I expect her to want to shower alone, she invites me into the shower with her. We both have fun washing each other’s bodies.  She says, “This is much more fun washing you now that it was when you were a child.”

“I agree, Mom,” I say as I wash one of her tits, “much more fun!”  After we dress and we head out down the hallway, I notice that Mom is walking a little funny.  “Are you okay, Mom?” I ask.

She just smiles and says, “Yes, I’m great!!  You just buggered me really good so I’m a little sore.”

“I’m sorry ………” I start to say.

“Don’t be sorry, Timmy; it’s what I wanted … it’s what I needed, okay?”

“Okay, Mom.”  We find a little restaurant around the corner to eat at.  It is a cozy little place with only a few tables and we get seated toward the back. As I sit across from Mom, I can see that she is looking at me in a whole different way … and I like it.  We go for a little walk after we eat and for some reason I reach for her hand.  She looks up at me and there are tears in her eyes.  Somehow I know not to question the reason for them.  I hold her hand all the way back to the hotel.

Once in the room she holds onto my hand with both of hers.  “That was the most romantic thing when you took my hand.  Your father doesn’t even do that anymore.”  At a loss for words, I just hug her tightly to me. Since we are very tired, we decide that it’s time to go to bed.  We are both naked when we crawl under the covers and at her urging I snuggle up to her once more … spoon fashion with my cock nestled between her ass cheeks. “This has been a wonderful weekend so far, Timmy, thank you for sharing it with me.”

“Thank you for sharing too, Mom!!  It’s been fabulous and astonishing!  I never thought that I’d … uh …………”  I stop in mid sentence, searching for words.

“Fuck your mother?”

“Yeah that’s what I wanted to say but wasn’t sure if I should … or could.”

“Are you afraid that I’ll wash your mouth out with soap like I did so many years ago?”

“Yeah, I am. It taught me a lesson not to say that word.”

She turns her head and looks me in the eyes while she explains, “You were too young then … and you didn’t know what it meant.  But you are a man now and it can be used in certain contexts.  Look, I love dirty talk at the proper times …… when we are alone and engaging with each other.  I love to beg you to fuck me and I hope to hear you say the same.  I think that it is sexy.  But at other times, when others are around, I hate to hear the word used because of the negative connotation that many people have with the word in the outside world.”

“I think that I understand,” I reply, thinking back to how she has used the word at times in the past twenty-four hours.

“Good!  I love you, Son.”

“I love you too, Mom!”

In the morning, I awaken to the wet feeling of her mouth on my cock.  “Oh good, you’re awake,” she says when she notices that my eyes are open.  “Do you want to fuck your dear ol’ mom one more time before we go?”

With my heart beating rapidly from excitement I say, “Sure, Mom!”

“That’s good!” She then swings her leg over me so that my head is in between thighs.  She commands, “Lick my pussy like a good boy, then.”  Wasting no time, I start licking her pussy while she goes back to work on sucking my cock.  Her arousal rises quickly as my tongue probes her wet womanhood.  I use my hands on her hips to pull her down closer to me. After I do that she starts rubbing her pussy against my face rather hard.  Like she taught me yesterday, I suck on her lips and her hard little clit.  Several minutes go by while I try to make her pussy feel really good.  At the same time, she seems to be trying to get my cock to go down her throat, which I don’t mind either.  I am moaning into her pussy while she is moaning around my cock.

My efforts are rewarded when I feel her tense up and she stops bobbing her head up and down on my cock.  A moment later she climaxes, wetting my face and neck with her plentiful juices.  Her body trembles and she actually pulls away from my mouth by lifting her hips upward and bringing her thighs inward, trapping my head between them.  For a few minutes all I get to do is to watch her pussy as her lips pulsate while she continues to bob her head up and down on my cock.

I think that she senses that my orgasm is near because she suddenly stops her sucking and stroking on my cock.  Then she just crawls forward until her hips are centered over mine and her lovely ass is in full view.  She rises up and lifts my cock to aim it at her pussy, before settling down on it.  I get to watch my cock slide into my mother’s pussy from a whole different direction.  As she settles down on it I decide to try something.  I say, “Fuck my cock, Mom!”  I hear a sharp intake of breath while her pussy clenches around my cock.

She leans down and places her hands on my knees and starts doing just that, fucking herself on my cock.  “Oh my gaawwd, Timmy; that feels so fucking good!”

“Fuck that cock!! Fuck your naughty cunt on my cock!!” I urge, remembering what she said yesterday about liking dirty talk.  “I love seeing my big fat cock sliding into your pussy, Mom!”  I grasp onto her ass cheeks and ‘help’ her to fuck me.

“Oohh, gaaaawwwwd!!” she moans as she speeds up her motions.  “I love your big fat fucking cock inside me, Timmy!!”  She gets a little wilder, ramming my cock deep inside her with each inward stroke.  I love the sight of her ass bouncing up and down in front of me.  Every few strokes she stops and grinds her crotch against mine like she is trying to get more of me inside her.  It’s not long before she is trembling in orgasm again.  Afterward, she just sits heavily on my cock and moves around in small circles.  After a couple of minutes she asks, “You weren’t ready to cum yet?”

“No, Mom, it was just feeling really good!!  I really like it when you fuck me, Mom!”

“Oh, Timmy, I really like it too.  Can you slide out from underneath me and take me from behind … fuck me doggy style?  I want to feel you in my pussy from the rear.”

“Sure, Mom, whatever you want!”  I slide out from underneath her and kneel behind her.  I slide my juice covered cock between her sloppy wet pussy lips and find her opening.  Grabbing onto her ample hips, I push my way completely inside her in one stroke.

“OH FUCK YES, TIMMY!!  FUCK ME!! FUCK ME HARD!!”  She says this so loudly that I wonder if someone in the hallway might be able to hear … not that I really care.  I do just what she says, ramming my cock deep inside her pussy, slapping my body against her ass.  “OH FUCK YES, TIMMY, JUST LIKE THAT!!”  I am nearly out of control while I am fucking her.  But the harder that I do it, the harder she seems to want it.

“Oh MOM, your pussy feels so fucking good!!” I blurt out.

Moments later she, is hollering, “I’mmm Cuummmming!!”

This time her pussy clamps down on my cock so hard that it feels like she is trying to squeeze it in half.  That sends me over the edge.  “OOHH FFUUUUCK, I’MM CUUMMMMING TOO!” I yell out just as my cock starts spurting into her pulsing pussy.

“Oh Yeah, Timmy!! Fill me with your cum!!” she shouts back.  I am out of control now in the midst of my orgasm, slamming into her with each pulse. She yells “Oh Fuuck Yeah!!”  She apparently likes it that way because she is pushing back against me.  When my cock is done spurting, I sit back on my heels and pull her back with me, not wanting to lose the wonderful feeling of her hot pussy wrapped around my cock. After a little while she lifts herself up into sitting position and turns her head for me to kiss her.  “Oh, Timmy, have I told you how wonderful you are?”

That statement brings a blush to my face.  “I’m just giving you what you need, Mom,” I answer.

“And you are doing that very well, my baby boy.”  A few minutes later she says, “We’d better get cleaned up, check-out time is in an hour.”  We take another shower together and get dressed.  Mom lets me drive again so I am happy.  As we drive we discuss what happened over the weekend and how Dad is to never find out.  She stated again how much she loved how I made love to her and fucked her so well. We are quiet for a time while Mom looks at her phone.  Then she says, “Turn left at the next road.”  I decide not to question her.

We drive a couple of miles on the narrow country road before she has me turn off into a dirt road that ends a few hundred yards away in what was probably an old farm.  “Turn off the car,” she says as she shifts in the seat.  I notice that her top is undone and her bra is too.  She reaches over and pats my crotch where she finds my growing erection. Then she unzips my shorts and fishes out my cock.  After looking at it for a moment, she says, “It dawned on me while we were driving that I never let you cum in my mouth.  And I need to taste your cum again.  Why don’t you lean your seat back and let your mommy suck you off?”

My cock is almost instantly hard.  She unfastens my shorts and I lift my buttocks so that she can pull them down along with my underwear.  My manhood is standing tall and proud as she begins stroking it.  Then her mouth is upon it and she is swirling her tongue around the crown.  A moment later, she is bobbing her head up and down on my cock.  I reach underneath her and grasp onto one of her tits and start playing.  She moans around my cock, especially when I pinch her nipple.  She comes up on her knees, her ass up in the air facing the open field.

I get an idea. I slide my hand down her back until I get to the waistband of her pants.  I try to get my hand underneath it but it is too tight.  I content myself with squeezing her ass cheeks.  However, without missing a beat on my cock, she reaches down and unfastens her pants.  As soon as they are loose, I slide my hand inside them and into her panties.  We shift our bodies until I am finally able to finger her while she sucks on my cock.  While my finger plunges into her wetness, she once again seems to want to try to get my cock down her throat, something that no other girl has ever tried.

I am moaning loudly as I feel my cock repeatedly contact the back of her throat.  The eroticism of the scene is getting to me and I feel my arousal rising.  I try my best to finger her to orgasm too, even though the angle is awkward.  She pulls off long enough to say, “Don’t worry about me, just cum down my throat!”  Then she goes back to attempting to deep throat my cock.

A few moments later, my cock seems to go past a point in her throat and I howl in pleasure. My cock immediately starts spurting, even before I can warn her.  She chokes slightly for a moment and then pulls back and keeps sucking on my now spurting cock. “Oh my gaawwd, Mom!!  That feels wonderful!!”

She sucks on me for a long time, although she does lessen her suction when my cock gets super sensitive.  Only after my cock has nearly deflated does she stop.  She rises up and licks her lips.  “That sure did taste good, Timmy!  I guess that I’ve been feeding you right!”

I’m leaned back in the seat, just a little dazed and totally flabbergasted.  My own mom had just sucked me off AND swallowed it all. While I rest I notice that she is idly playing in her pussy.  I’m not even sure that she is aware that she is doing it until I say, “Keep doing that, Mom! I want to watch you cum!”  She turns all shades of red but she obeys. Soon she is rubbing her clit with one hand and plunging the fingers of her other hand into her sloppy wet pussy. After a few minutes I say, “Cum for me, Mom!!  Cum all over those fucking fingers!”

“Ooohhh fuuuuck!!” she moans as she obviously explodes in her own orgasm.  Her hips buck in the seat and she utters all sorts of sexy sounds.  I think that she even has another one, before she stops.  “I can’t do any more,” she moans.  She looks at me with a blank stare for a few minutes before she says, “Timmy that was so embarrassing …… and so hot at the same time.  Nobody has ever seen me do that before.”

“I’m glad that I was your first,” I say with a smile.

“Oh, God, Timmy, I’m addicted to you!”

“That’s good, Mom …… we’re gonna have lots of fun!”

“Yes, Timmy, we are. I think that I’m gonna want you every day from now on.”

 The End

Copyright © daddy-stories, September 2018  

My other blogs are:

when my roommate asked if i could ask my sister out, like an idiot, i didn't really see what the problem would be.

cut to: a month later, laying in bed in my room, listening to the sounds of my sister getting pounded in the next room.

i should mention that my roommate and i are pretty close, pretty open dudes. we have seen each other's cocks. we have jerked off to porn together. we had a threesome with a girl during which i got my cum on his cock (i was pulling out of her pussy, he was up her ass) and his reaction was "fuck yeah."

but now i'm in the kitchen and my roommate is coming out naked in the mornings and his cock is shiny and wet from my sister's pussy.

and my sister is walking by in a t-shirt and panties and i can see fucking bruises on her ass from him.

i should mention that i'm 23, and my sister is 20, and goes to college nearby.

cut to: two months into their relationship and my sister is basically living here. and you know, it's my place, and i want to be comfortable, and so it's not long before my sister sees me naked, and my sister, not being shy herself, immediately interprets this as permission to not have to put her panties on right after they fuck and she has to pee or whatever. and permission to not put a shirt on when she's walking around in the morning. i'd literally never seen my sister in less than a one-piece bathing suit (she was a late bloomer, didn't really get hot until college) and now she's chatting with me with her little bush out.

i should mention that my roommate and i are logged into the same apple TV, and depending on whose account is up a screensaver comes on with pictures, and one day i come home and they've been watching something and i look at the screensaver and i see a picture of my roommate's cock in someone's ass, and i realize its her.

cut to: three months into their relationship, and she's busy with finals, and so my roommate and i are hanging out a lot, and we're watching porn one day and jacking off, and he takes a pic of his hard cock with my hard cock in the shot and he sends it to her. and she sends back, to both of us, a picture of her and her roommate on a dorm bed, panties down, touching themselves. and my roommate texts them "fuck studying, come over and party."

and he says we should answer the door naked when they get there. so we do. and both girls giggle and immediately strip.

i should mention that my sister is shaved at this point, not sure when that happened, but her little bush is gone, and her roommate is shaved too, and her roommate starts sucking my cock naked in the kitchen, and my sister and my roommate go to the couch and she's stroking him there. and the friend brings me over to the chair and sits me down and climbs into my lap and sits on my cock, and she's grinding on me while her tits in my face while in my peripheral vision my sister is riding my roommate. and she's in cowgirl so she's facing away, but i spent some time sucking her roommate's nipples and when i lean back again she's in reverse cowgirl, and looking at us, and i can see everything, her bouncing tits, her pussy, my roommate's balls. and then my roommate is tapping her ass and she's getting off, and she's bending at the waist and catching his cum in her mouth, and then she's walking over to us. and she comes over and she pulls her roommate's head back and she kisses her with a mouthful of cum, which drips out between their lips and runs down the roommate's chin and neck and my sister's chin and neck down to between her tits, collecting with beads of sweat. and they're still kissing and cumswapping as the roommate bounces on my dick. and she groans, the roommate does, and my sister whispers to her "are you going to cum for us?" and she nods meekly and grinds on me harder and gasps and swears and goes limp against me for a minute, and then slides down between my legs and takes me in her mouth. and it's hard for me to cum because i'm wondering what is going to happen to my load, but i do it, i cum in her mouth, and then i watch, somehow not surprised, as she turns to my sister and kisses her with her mouth full. and just as eagerly, they swap my cum back and forth and it runs down their chins.

and we drink and smoke together and nobody gets dressed, and i keep looking at the hardening drips and globs of cum on my sister's neck and chest. and when she and her roommate finally get in the shower to clean up, my roommate and i go watch, and we watch my sister reach between the other girl's legs, and finger her from behind, and we watch her keep doing it until the other girl cums again. and as they towel off, her roommate goes and lays down on the couch, but my roommate points out that she came twice, and my sister hasn't cum yet. and he pulls her toward their bedroom, but she beckons for me to follow.

and i stand there, my dick getting hard, as my roommate pounds my sister on the bed. i really watch. i can see his cock inside her when i look at her bald pussy. i watch her tits gently bouncing as she lays on her back getting fucked. and i look at her face, and she beckons me closer again. when i step close enough, she reaches out for my cock. i move her hand away instinctively. she laughs. "live a little," she says.

so i let her touch. and she softly strokes me, and i move closer and closer to her head until my roommate flips her around to her hands and knees and she takes my cock in her mouth.

god, she's so fucking good at it. i kind of forget who she is, i'm just fucking another slut with my roommate. i even play with her hair. when she starts to cum, she moans into my shaft in a way that makes me release my load down her throat. my roommate is cumming too, we're all giggling and groaning and we're filling her from both ends. when we're done she rolls around on the bed, leaking cum, laughing. we end up all in the same bed, sleeping, her roommate passed out on the couch.

in the morning i wake up with a headache, not really certain the previous night was real, until i roll onto my side and she presses her ass against me. i'm hard, morning wood, and i can feel the softness of her down there, and i'm content to just lay here like this but she very quietly and gently guides me in. i don't move, i just lay there while she fucks me, slowly pushing her ass back over and over. "cum in me," she tells me, and i do. we lay there for a while after, me still inside her. then she very quickly hops out of bed, runs to the bathroom -- my roommate is waking up now -- and is back and climbing onto his dick within 30 seconds or so. i lay there watching, and i watch her pussy get fucked up close. then i hear her roommate throwing up so i got to check on her.

at one point, her roommate is in the shower, and i'm the kitchen with my sister and my roommate, and we're all in our underwear now, and my roommate says, last night was so fucking hot, and my sister looks at me and says, I can't wait to do it again.

cut to: we go home for christmas. for weeks now, we've been having threesomes with my roommate. every night. i fuck her pussy right in front of him. he loves it. we take turns fucking her in the ass.

on the drive up to our parents' house, she gives me head.

what are we going to do there? i ask her.

fuck, she says, matter of factly.

what if we get caught? i ask.

we won't, she says.

and yet when she comes to my bedroom at midnight, she's wearing loose pajama shorts and a top, which she pulls to the side and up respectively, to ride my cock very gently as she rubs her clit, making sure we can both cum with as little movement as possible. she asks me not to cum in her, so when she finishes and goes down on me, i release almost immediately. good boy, she tells me, and goes back to her room. in the morning, she's on the couch sipping coffee in those same loose shorts, and i note how easily i can see her cunt, and even the stubble on it, and i wonder if my dad is looking too. when my mom appears, she shifts her position on the couch, no longer exposed.

they've renovated the bathroom, and when my sister goes to take a shower she calls to me to come help her turn the shower on. she's standing there naked in the bathroom. i can't figure it out either, there are two shower heads, i can only turn on the lower one. so my dad comes in and starts it for her. he and i leave and he looks at me and says, "i missed when your sister suddenly became a woman."

when she gets dressed, my mother immediately criticizes the shortness of her christmas dress. defiantly, my sister shows us all that she's wearing holiday-themed underwear, so it's good for it to show a little. my dad tells her he loves the dress when my mom stomps upstairs.

as family comes over for the day, i watch all the men noticing her. she's a shameless flirt with everyone. at one point she's showing pictures on her phone to my uncle and i watch his eyes go wide. she giggles. "ok, don't look at that one," she says, and keeps scrolling.

i ask her a few minutes later what he saw, and she pulls up a photo on her phone she'd clearly taken earlier that day-- she's in the holiday dress but with no panties, showing her pussy and asshole. "you're so bad," i tell her.

she gets very drunk over the course of the holiday, and at some point passes out in her room with the door open, face down on her bed, panties showing. i watch my dad look in on her and grin. Relatives go home, my mom goes to bed, my dad and I stay up to watch Die Hard.

At some point, my sister wanders out of her room, now in just her matching holiday bra and panties. she gets a beer and comes in and sits in my dad's lap.

"Do you think mom would be made if she came down here and saw me like this?" she asks him.

"Definitely," he laughs.

"Well it's a good thing I didn't wear my other holiday underwear set then," she says.

"Well now you gotta show us," my dad says. And she gets up and leaves, and comes back a few minutes later in a red and green thong that's meant to look like wrapping paper, and a similarly patterned bra that is entirely sheer in the cups except for some ribbons which do not cover her nipples at all.

"Wow," my dad says. "Honey, you look so fucking hot."

That seems to take her aback a little. She giggles and blushes and says, "fuck, thank you." Then she giggles again and says, "well now i have to take these off," and he says why and she says, "they're a little wet."

"well, let's see how they look coming off," he says. I'm a little taken aback by that. She grins and kind of shivers from the adrenaline of it, and then slowly slides her thong down. It gets stuck in her pussylips for a moment and looks amazing. My dad and I both suck in our breath. He pats his lap and she comes over and sits on his lap, bare assed.

He doesn't do anything -- just turns the movie back on and we all watch it, my sister in just her slutty bra. Then he says goodnight to us. I notice the wet spot her pussy made on his pants. She fucks me desperately that night. She's so wet that her pussy feels cold. She cums twice on my cock before I fill her up.

In the morning, I come out for coffee and my sister is in a robe that she's purposely leaving untied as she talks to my dad. He's in boxer briefs and a shirt and is obviously hard. After a few minutes, he heads to the shower. My sister looks at me and says "if mom comes down, distract her." And then she slips into the bathroom.

I stand around awkwardly for a few minutes. Then I peek into the bathroom. My sister is on her knees in front of him in the shower.

I pour a cup of coffee for my mom and go up to her room. She smiles when I wake her up, and sits up in bed. She's topless. Sorry about my tits, she says, and I say, "no problem, they're nice tits." She smiles at that. "Where is your father and sister?" she asks. I tell her dad's in the shower and I think Ellie is still in bed. "OK," she says. She asks me if i see my sister a lot in the city and I say, "yeah, I do," and she says that's nice, I am a good influence on her. When she gets out of bed I realize that she was sleeping naked. She has a little rectangular bush that is well-shaved around the sides and trimmed very short. She puts on a robe and makes to go downstairs. I ask her a question about some new art on the wall and she tells me about it. I figure anything more would be suspicious, so then I let her go down the stairs. The shower is still on but my dad is out in the kitchen in jeans and a t-shirt he must have pulled out of the laundry room.

My mom goes into the bathroom to pee and I hear her say hi to my sister in the shower.

"What a tight little pussy she has on her, huh?" my dad asks me. I don't quite understand how he knows, but he knows.

For the next couple of days, this is our routine. She fucks me at night and him in the morning, in the shower. I bring coffee to my mom's room and she's naked every single time. The second day she makes a comment about it, like, "maybe I should sleep with something on" and I tell her it's fine, she looks good. The third morning, sitting in her bed, she looks down at her pussy and asks if I think she should shave hers like my sister does.

"Oh, does Ellie shave it?" I ask.

"Seems like she's pretty lazy about it but yes," my mom says. "I wonder if your dad would like it if I did."

"I think he'd enjoy the novelty of it," I said.

I was pretty surprised when, a few hours later, finding myself alone in the kitchen with my mom, she pulled down her jeans and panties to show me her newly bald pussy. "Hot," I told her. She giggled. "You're sweet to me."

That night I fucked my sister in the ass. After, I was in the shower, when my mom slipped into the bathroom, naked, to pee. I opened the shower curtain, expecting it was my sister. She looked right at my dangling dick. Oh wow, she said. I laughed. "Sorry," I said. "It's fine," she said.

In the morning, I went up with her coffee as usual. She was awake already, sitting on top of the blankets in a pair of panties. "What's with the panties?" I asked.

"Well," she laughed. "I wore them to bed hoping your dad would unwrap his secret present," she said. "But he never did, so he doesn't even know I'm shaved."

"His loss," I said. "But what if I want to see?"

She giggled. "Feels kind of weird to take my underwear off at your request."

"You saw my dick last night, it's only fair."

"You're wearing boxers now," she said.

So I took them off and let my dick out. She laughed, and pulled her panties down.

"Poor dad," I said, "never even got to see that last night."

"He hasn't seen it in a while," she said. "Never tries to fuck me. It has been weeks since I've been touched."

Playfully, I reached out and poked her pussy. "Touch" I said.

She laughed.

"Wow, very smooth," I said. "Good work."

"Glad someone can appreciate it," she said, absent mindedly sliding her hand over herself.

"Have you appreciated it yourself?" I asked, eyeing the way her hand was placed. She laughed.

"No, not yet."

"You should," I said.

"And what, you'll watch?" she asked, grinning.

"Sure," I said.

Her face changed a little, and she laughed, and started touching herself.

I shifted my chair next to her bed a little so that I could see her cunt better. She leaned just slightly toward me. I watched her fingers explore and her soft skin move around. I got hard, obviously. I got rock hard. "You like this?" she whispered as she touched herself. I nodded.

Her hips rocked on the bed a little as she had a convulsive little orgasm. Then she relaxed abruptly and laid there, naked, looking at me. "Can I..." she said slowly. "Take care of that?"

"Yes," I said.

And she got up, and knelt, and took me in her mouth. She was so much better at sucking cock than Ellie. Oh my god. My soul left my body. She spit on my tip, she sucked my balls, she did it all. And when I was close, she jerked me off between her tits. Then she got up, wiping up my cum with her panties. "That was amazing," I told her. "You should see what I can do with my pussy," she said.