Me First
Introduction:
Leveraging what I need
Privilege of experience, I get to tell my story first. My version goes first, my side, which of course, is the correct story. In all fairness, will let Gregg try and tell his side after I am done. Just keep it in mind though that there are many inconsistencies when you consider youth.
Which brings us to the story.
Always considered myself sexual, just did not necessarily act on my feelings though and as time passed my sense of urgency in missing my needs escalated. Thankfully that time did pass otherwise Gregg would have still been in diapers if I had not held back.
But I did.
Really do not find it necessary to expose my true age, but will divulge that I am closer to forty than I am to thirty. Just to give you an idea how long I have been patient.
Not that I am a virgin or anything, heck that was gone well before I graduated from High School. In fact, have been married a couple of times and just kicked the third to the curb, so to speak. Even have a couple of kidsââŠteenagers of all things.
And fortunately have had the wondrous experience of having life long friends. One of which is Katie. Even though Katie had ran off and got married to a career Army guy (can not blame her, he was the most handsome guy I ever have seen in the flesh), which took her away from me.
Thankfully, Katie came back and with her, she brought her son Gregg.
The first time I saw him, he had to be all of ten years old or so and the initial perception was that he was a knock off of his Dad. You could just visualize what he was going to mature into.
So when Katie finally did move back, just a few blocks away too, Gregg was fifteen and my intuition was correct. Gregg was well on his way to becoming a man. In fact, I was quite shocked by his manly demeanor, both in physique and attitude.
Something stirred inside of me and actually wondered as to whether there would be enough time in the delta of our ages to cross paths. The thought was tantalizing.
It could have been conscious, but believe it was more subconscious due to finally having my best friend, Katie, back in close proximity that had me visiting their home more than even my immediate family over the next few yearsâŠwith affirmation of intent on seeing Greggâs progress in life.
Katie more than once mentioned that she could swear I visually concentrated on Gregg at times with the scrutiny of a wolf eyeing a plump lamb.
Katie understood me better than most, and even if it was her son that was garnering my attention, she knew that to challenge me would make me more determined. So she would patronize me by pointing out how her son was developing into manhood but not close to some of my conquests that Katie knew about.
Being a psychologist for the local school system allowed me to see right through her attempts. In fact, if anything, Gregg was becoming more appetizing due to her deflecting.
When Katie offered that Gregg had a girlfriend and eluded that he was being sexual with her, she passed it on as if this would be a deterrent to my intentions (as she was well aware).
Not even close, my thought on the subject was that Gregg at least would have an idea as to the geography of a female body.
Then something happened that triggered a sense of urgency within me to pounce.
Katie had confided in me that she had inadvertently came across her son in a passionate embraceâŠnot with his girlfriend, but what appeared to be his girlfriendâs mother!
She was not one hundred percent sure because she was driving at the time and when she turned the vehicle around, Gregg and what looked like his girlfriendâs mother were gone.
Katieâs curiosity to know for sure was greater than her fear of me being a predator and her son being the target of my appetite. So she confided in me to help her find out.
By now Gregg had grown up and in this state was considered legal sexual tender, he had filled out slightly, and even needed to shave almost daily. So the delta was at a point where it was at the right place and now at the right time with the circumstances.
My car was being serviced at a local garage and instead of Katie driving me, I suggested that Gregg drive me and I would see what I could find out. She agreed.
Since I had just gotten off of work, I still had on my conservative attire which consisted of a mid thigh skirt and a button blouse that was the pinnacle of modesty. Fortunately I had an ingrained skill in turning a pigâs ear into a silk purse. So when Katie called Gregg down to drive me, I slipped into the bathroom and quickly rearranged my wardrobe. My bra went into my purse, opened up the top three buttons of my blouse exposing a great deal of cleavage, and adjusted my skirt hem an inch or so higherâŠmade my panties disappear too.
When I walked over to Gregg, I could see that Katie was realizing my intent. Her eyes fixated on my hardening nipples as they responded to Greggâs wanton stare. Katie was second-guessing her request for my help.
Did not give her the time to stop me, grabbed Gregg by the elbow and pointed him towards the door.
When we pulled out of the driveway, I made sure that part of my chest was in full view to him as he scanned across me in a vain attempt to feign he was watching for traffic as he turned the car. The momentary hesitation confirmed to me that he liked what he saw.
âSo Gregg how is your girlfriend?â I started as sublimely as possible.
âUhâŠfine I guessâ
âAnd her mother?â
Greggâs head spun instantly towards me a look of confusion on his face.
âHeyâŠjust asking. Little birdie told me that you two might be closeâŠerr…real closeâ. I let out a giggle towards the end.
âUhâŠwho told you THAT?â, Gregg said with more than a little indignation.
âDoes it matter? Really like the idea that you are attracted to more mature womenâ, my voice fading into seductive tone.
Gregg slowly looked at me, my lips forming a seductive smile; raised one eyebrow while my fingers slowly pulled my blouse open slightly. His eyes followed my fingers as he noticeably gulped.
âThen againâŠmaybe someone like me is not as attractive to you.â as the words came out of my mouth I knew that was bullshit, was a mid 9 from high school on, maybe dropped to a 7 around the times my two girls were born, but now in my late thirties, I had to be a solid 8 or higher.
âUhâŠyea right MollyâŠJeez, you know every guy in the room has to check you out.â
âReally?â I feigned surprise, âYou too? Do you check your Aunt Molly out? Do you Gregg?â my voice now completely flirtatious as I opened my blouse a hair more, my right breast almost completely visible from his angle, another inch and my nipple would be hanging out.
Gregg swallowed hard as his eyes focused in anticipation of my exposing my right tit.
âWell? Do you?â I would go no further until he responded, believe he knew this.
âUhâŠuhâŠgod damn it Aunt MollyâŠI am not supposed toâŠ. youâreâŠuhm, you have know me since I was born.â He was obviously fighting some imaginary emotions, âYesâŠyes, I am a guy, how can I not?â
âYou canâtâŠthe bulge in your pants gives you awayâŠso tell me the truth, did you do it with your girlfriends mom?â
He looked down at his crotch and then closed his eyes for a second to ward off embarrassment. âDo what?â quietly came out of his mouth as if he knew what was next.
âDid you fuck your girlfriends mom?â My tone was blunt.
âOh for Christ sake Aunt MollyâŠyou wonât stop will you? YESâŠYES, I FUCKED Ashleyâs momâŠare you happy?â He was being indignant again.
âNot entirelyâŠbut thanks for the honestyâ
âWhat else? What else will satisfy you?â He started indignant but trailed off as he saw that I had twisted in the passenger seat, my legs spread just enough. He zeroed in on my exposed, neatly shaved vagina.
âHopefully when you fuck thisâ I grabbed his free hand and shoved it between my legs.
The timing was perfectâŠthe next driveway was to my house. I nodded my head in that direction.
âButâŠbutâŠyouâreâŠâ He was struggling to get the words out, his hormones rushing, his brain trying to come to grips with the realityâŠhis fingers unconsciously separating the folds of my now wet cunt.
I nodded againâŠhe pulled into the driveway.
Figured not to give him a chance to second-guess, as soon as I closed the door behind me I placed his hand into my blouse. A big âOâ formed with his lips as my hand reach for his belt, my trained, experienced hands had his pants down to his ankles in secondsâŠit was my turn to be surprised.
Greggâs rigid hard cock was all of sevenâŠprobably closer to eight inches long; my hand did not even get close to encompassing that hunk of meat. As I slid my hand down itâs length and cupped his balls in the palm of my hand, his shaft covered most of my forearm, completely hiding my wrist.
I needed that cockâŠright nowâŠnot that it was the longest, maybe the thickest though, but never in my thirty-seven years do I remember the combination in perfect proportion.
Having it attached to my best friends kid was just icing on the cake.
Had all of Greggâs clothes off by the time we made it up the stairs, did not even take the time to close my bedroom door. Spun him around and pushed him backwards onto the bed, while lifting my blouse over my head. Stepped out of my skirt as I climbed onto his torso, never even bothering to discard my three-inch high heels.
Do not know if Gregg was reacting in self-defense or it was intentional but his hands clasped on to both my tits as I leaned forward to reach between us to grasp his cock and aim it towards the proper direction.
Taking that huge bulbous head of his cock, I slithered against my soaking wet labiaâŠlubricating as much as I could on my intended assault when its head slowly spread my opening. No doubtâŠthis is one that I was going to feelâŠone my body was going to have to learn to accommodate.
In my lust, almost forgot that it was attached to someone until I felt Gregg buck his hips up in an attempt to make a force full entry.
Placed my hand on his lower abdomen pushing him back down, âNoâŠeasyâŠtake your timeâ I almost whispered.
Gregg just grunted, but he also relaxed.
I got about a third of his cock into meâŠit was my turn to gasp, then a bit moreâŠa groan emitted from my throat.
Then all the wayâŠ. felt as if I was giving birth in reverse, my body pushing in every direction centered within my vaginal tractâŠgod damnâŠ. this thing was filling.
I moved up, the girth of his cock causing my cunt to clamp as I pulled up, and then settled back downâŠall the way to the depths of my insides. The cock actually forcing against my stomach that moved against my chest diaphragm causing an involuntary dispersal of air from my lungs.
There was no way this was going to be slow, easy fuckâŠjust absolutely no way, my body needed it and needed it now. My body automatically oscillated and thrust up and down, any pretense of reserve completely goneâŠGregg began meeting my thrusts with hisâŠdriving that cock hard into me, expelling huge gasps from my lungs.
Did not even need to reach under and rub my clitâŠdid not have toâŠmy impending orgasm was well past the point of no return.
I lost it on the next mutual thrustâŠjust one thrust before that cock released a forceful stream of hot liquid into the bowels of my uterus.
The stream so forceful and cutting I thought for a second he might have just peed in meâŠbut noâŠit was the youthful force of ejaculationâŠthe realization sending me back over the top again.
My body slowly recovered from inadvertent spasms as our thrusts dissolved into minor oscillations and my brain began functioning again.
Our mutual cum leaking minuscule as the thickness of his cock along with the clasping action of my cunt sealed most inside.
My god I thought, this is heavenâŠnot only the devious, perverted thought of fucking my best friends son, or the fact I was just fucked by a young man twenty years my junior, but the combination of both of those and the physical attribute of an oversize cock filling every nook and cranny of my cunt along with the over the top enthusiasm of my partner.
Did not want to pull off, the feeling of that cock filling me, the concept of as long as it is in me, it belongs to me.
My years of education within my vocation rushed to the forefront, Greggâs passive lack of resistance, his overt enthusiasm once engaged, âŠno, I did not need to physically hold this cock captiveâŠit was mine for the taking.
I rolled off of him, the absence of his cock allowing a cool rush of air to fill the void it left.
Lying on my side against him, my head propped up by one hand and the other caressing his chest, then his hard abdomenâŠdown to his semi soft, but still blood engorged penis.
His eyes were like languid pools of water on a still night reflecting the stars, I could not resist, I placed my lips on his, his response was mutual to mineâŠa warm, passionate, yet reserved embrace. This was one of the few times we would ever have an equal acknowledgement of a lustful act. It was time for me to start acting on my intuition.
I rubbed his cockâŠkneaded his testiclesâŠtraced his scrotum. Youth has many virtues, none though as important as physical recovery. I could actually feel the blood course into his cock.
âSo GreggâŠcan I assume that you have been fantasying about fucking your Aunt Molly?â Whispering in his ear as I tugged on his cock.
âUhâŠyesâ was his short response.
âHow bad did you want me? Did you masturbate at the thought? Do you think you would have done anything to have this chance? Just did not know how?â His cock was becoming a rock from my touch.
âUhmmâŠ.really, really badâŠ.IâŠIâŠalmost every nightâŠI wouldâŠjerkâŠuhâŠyeah, I would have done anythingâ he was tentative in his response trying to gauge my reaction.
I petted the length of his cock a couple times and then pulled my hand away as it jerked upward.
âWell then, maybe we should stop this right nowâŠsince you WOULD have done anythingâ, I emphasized the âwouldâ.
An almost distinct pleading expression formed across his face as his hard cock bounced against his lower abdomen.
âNoâŠnoâŠIâŠMollyâŠâ
Cutting him off, âAunt MollyâŠcall me Aunt Mollyâ.
âAunt MollyâŠIâŠnoâŠI do not want this to stopâŠanythingâŠwhat do I need to do?â
Just love it when a plan comes together. I sat up higher, one of my tits resting on his upper arm.
âYou will do ANYTHING?â emphasizing âanythingâ as if this was to be verbal contracts signed with his soul.
âYesâŠyes, I will do anything for us not stopâŠI have dreamed of usâŠerr of you since I can rememberâŠno, I do not want to stopâŠanything toâŠâ Got him, hook line, and sinker.
I rubbed his cock, it immediately responded, âOkâŠlets try thisâ.
Sitting up I spun my body around and straddled his head between my thighs.
The look on his face was priceless, whether it was surprise or the realization that he was about to get a mouthful of well-fucked cunt.
Did not want him to be too intimidated so I picked his cock up and bent forward licking the head lightly. His body jerkedâŠa positive response as I settled my cummy cunt onto his face.
His tongue seemed tentative at firstâŠbut then started to get more aggressive.
I moaned when he finally inserted his tongue deep into me. Rocking back and sitting up right with my entire weight centered on his mouth.
A devious spark crackled through my brainâŠ.I internally squeezed sharing the seed he deposited in me, back to him.
I relish this positionâŠlove to be eaten out after good fucking. Most men are turned off by the very thoughtâŠI do not give a shit, I like it.
I rubbed my gash back and forthâŠGreggâs cock laying across his stomach stretched to the maximumâŠit went from itâs base over the top of his belly button and did not end to almost the apex of his sternum.
AmazingâŠwhy the fuck didnât Katie tell me about thisâŠbitch was trying to hide a secret. That would have been against our life long pact. No secrets.
Gregg was back to sucking the gunk out of my holeâŠa humorous thought flashed in my head.
Reaching over to my nightstand, found my phone, could not help myselfâŠtook a picture of Greggâs hard cock and texted it to Katie.
Fifteen minutes or so later, I was again on the verge of orgasmâŠthe buzz of the phone triggered me, knowing it was a response from Katie. Whoâs son was about to receive the benefits of my orgasm on his face.
Fucking deviously delicious as I came all over himâŠthe eye of his cock bubbling out copious amounts of pre-cumâŠas much as I wanted to mount that cock again, I had to restrain myselfâŠneeded to respond to my phone.
Katie had text, âWhat the fuck!â
Not a âwhoââŠfor sure she knew.
I texted, âWhere you keeping it a secret? Is there something else you are hiding from me?â
âNo, damn it. It was none of your business. He is my kid for Christ sake.â
âWhat does that have to do with it? Remember our pact?â
âThat was years ago. Where is he right now?â Her anger was evident even in a text.
Contemplating my response another devious thought hit me and rolled over on the bed while turning Gregg between my thighs. Perfect placement, my legs were spread, Greggâs nose was buried in the mound above my pussy, the shiny combined cum glistening on his face from the sunlight streaming in behind me.
I smiled at Gregg as if to approve of him continuingâŠhe did and I snapped another picture.
Before sending it to Katie, I wrote, âHe is right hereâ.
Took a few minutes for her to respond, âGod damn itâŠyou better not fuck himâ
âToo lateâŠalready did that once, will fuck him again pretty soon. Do you want to watch?â
âFuck you!â
âHe willâ
âIf you do, it will end our friendshipââŠthis made me stop for a second.
âYou broke our pactââŠdeflecting it back to Katie.
Gregg had no idea as to what I was doing with his mother.
Which now prompted action, pulling Gregg up between my legs allowing him to show respect for my body as he gently kissed my stomach and made his way to my tits.
The head of his cock plied between my waiting cunt lips. Again, slow soft thrusts allowed for my vagina to accommodate that thick hard cock.
This fuck was totally controlled, even though we were in a missionary position, I managed to control the entire movement, savoring a slow contained fuck session.
Even when I heard my kids come noisily into the house, I did not stop nor increase the cadence of our fuckingâŠI was determined to show Gregg the importance of his endeavor over outside distractions.
I whispered in his ear, âJust keep fucking meâŠyou said anything, I am the only person you need to satisfyâ.
Just then the bedroom door slammed and my fourteen-year-old daughter, Sadie, made sure that her thirteen year old sister, Megan could hear her, âMom is in her room GETTING FUCKED AGAINâ.
Some day I will have to talk to her about her mouth.
My rhythm increasedâŠ.Gregg started to thrust forcefullyâŠ.ten minutes later he surged and his gumbo catapulted into me. I was right behind him.
Let him catch his breath as I rubbed him gently on the side of his head. He looked lovingly up and his face still had the sheen of his earlier endeavor of cleaning me.
It would be added to. I guided his head back down between my legs and he immediately went to work servicing me.
Sadieâs head popped through the open crack of my doorâŠshe hesitated while staring at the back of Greggâs head as he aggressively licked and sucked at my cunt.
She looked up and I smiled while she shook her head and closed the door again.
I was finally done and had Gregg disengage, he made a move towards the bathroom, but I stopped him. Told him I wanted him to wear the results of actions home.
He looked a little confused.
âI want you to show your motherâ.
âUhmmâŠwhat? My mother?â Gregg was really confused.
âYeahâŠyour mother. Tell her I said, thanksâ. This was a directive not a suggestion.
âButâŠâ
âDo you ever want to do this again?â then I added, âYou agreed to anything, rememberâ.
âYeahâŠI guessâŠbut she will get angry, wonât she?â
This was the time to change the narrative of the subject, time for some psychological manipulation.
âWhat do you think of your Mother? I mean not necessarily as your mother, but a woman, a female?â Gregg was standing next to the bed and I was absentmindedly playing with his now flaccid well-used cock. He is going to have to be trained for staminaâŠsome other time, I guess.
âUh, you mean the way she acts or looksâ.
âFirst, do think she is attractiveâ My free hand waved down my body. I know mine is pretty good, my âCâ cup breasts do not sag much at all and my waist is not more than an inch larger than it was when I was in my early twenties before kids. Katie, though athletic, had smallish perky breasts, maybe âBâ cup at most and she was a tad wider on the bottom than top. I know my figure is a 36-25-35 and if I would guess hers, she is just the oppositeâŠwith maybe a 26-inch waist.
âUhâŠyeahâŠshe is attractiveâŠfor a momâ.
âIâm a momâŠdonât forgetâ.
âYeahâŠbut you are really hotâŠI meanâŠâ
âWould your mom be hot if she was not your mom? Has any of your buddies ever said anything about your mom maybe being hot?â
Gregg thought for a second as my hand continued to work his cock, it again was filling with blood.
âYeah, I guessâŠcouple of my friends have called her a MILFâ.
Knew what that meant but wanted him to say it, âWhat do you mean by MILFâ.
âUhâŠa mom I like to fuckâ he looked to the side when he said it.
I let out a little laugh and gave his cock a tug, âIâm a mom, and you seem to like fucking meâŠdoes that count?â
A large grin formed across his face as he nodded, âOh yeah! I still canât believe itâŠoh myâ.
A flash of pride flushed through me has my thumb rubbed over the eye of his oversized cock head.
âSoâŠyour friends would like to fuck your momâŠhow do you feel about that, since it is obvious you like fucking momsâ. Getting the conversation refocused.
âA well, uhmâŠif it wasnât my momâŠerrâŠI guess it would be okâ. Morality was still rearing its head in his thought process.
âListen to meâŠcompletely take the âmyâ away from mom, close your eyes and visualize her as KatieâŠin a string bikiniâ. He closed his eyes and from the stiffening of his cock, I could feel I was on the right track.
âKeep your eyes closed and visualize her nakedâŠthe pert tits, her athletic build, she keeps her pubic area completely shaved.â Had to throw this in as first, it was true, and second to differentiate from mineâŠI keep most of mine shaved but leave a small amount on my moundâŠI have a sinister reasonâŠso it can be seen under my bikini bridge as a tease.
Greggâs cock was now at full staff.
I feigned surprise, âWhoa, big boyâŠif I am not mistaken, I would think that you would like to fuck YOUR mother.â Emphasis was on âyourâ, on purpose.
âUhâŠuhâŠbut you said not to think of her as myâŠmother.â He stammered in a way that belied his feels of guilt.
His cock started to soften almost immediately. I tugged at it and then bent towards it and licked the end.
Laughing, âyes, I didâŠbut you know what I do for a living and can read the underlying messageâ.
âWhat do you mean?â he was now nervous and his cock was like jello in my hand, all the conflicting emotions, mostly of guilt were reflected in his now flaccid dick.
âIt meansâŠlike most young men that have an attractive mother, they have latent fantasies of fucking their mother. Proven factâŠit is nothing to be ashamed of.â
He wanted to say something, something to deflect or discard my statement, but it was obvious that he knew I was actually correct.
âBut, I would neverâŠI meanâŠâ
âWhy?â I interrupted, âNever say neverâ.
âBecause, she is my momâŠit just would not be right.â Gregg was almost indignant, yet there was a hint of confusion as if he wanted validation to his thought process.
He wasnât getting it from me.
I stood up and grabbed my silk kimono, wrapping it around my body. Gregg looked around and realized that his clothes were still at the bottom of the stairs.
I just smiled and looked up and down his naked form, nodding in approval as shyness caused him to attempt to cover his dick with his hands.
I walked over and pulled his hands away.
âThrough out history there have been continuous incidents of mothers and their sonâs having sexual relationships, it is society that regulates the mores. Not individualsâ.
âAre you saying that it is ok to have these feelings about my own mother?â
âAbsolutely, it is absolutely normal for you to want to fuck your mother.â
âDo you have to say it that way?â he said in an almost pleading voice.
âIs there another way to say it? Tell me that you would like to fuck your motherâŠI want to hear you say that, it is absolutely normal.â This was the bridge I wanted him to go over.
âErrâŠUhâŠJeezâŠdo I have to?â
I leaned up against him, my nipples poking through the silk of my Kimono against his shoulder, my hand sliding down to grasp his cock. âYesâŠyou have toâ.
âI would like to fuck my motherâ. He coughed it outâŠmission accomplished.
âGood boyâŠbreathe out and close your eyesâŠthink of caressing your motherâs naked bodyâŠof your penis slowly pushing into her wet, warm vaginaâ I could feel his cock stiffen immediately.
My hand moved back and forth on his shaft and it was only a matter of moments before he would be spraying his cum into open air. I thought of either quickly taking him into my mouth or laying down and spreading my legs and fucking himâŠbut a more sinister thought over rode both actions.
I stopped and backed awayâŠturning him towards me; his cock totally engorged a wanton look pleading for release on his face.
Then he transferred to a confused look as if asking why I was stopping.
âThis is not for meâŠas much as I am tempted, it is for your mother, not meâ.
âButâŠbutâŠâ
I put my hand up, âYou said, anything, correct?â
He nodded affirmative.
âThen figure out a way to fuck your motherâŠand then we will go on from thereâ.
He was shell-shockedâŠtotally caught off guard.
âSeriously?â
âYepâŠdead seriousâŠshe already knows about us, and she knows what she would be gettingâ I showed him the pictures on my phone…the blood first drained from his face and then rushed back in.
I walked directly in front of him, realizing that I still had my high heels on this whole time and just know noticing that he was still taller than me by an inch or so. Since I am five foot eight inches tall in my bare feet, my three inch heels made me a tad over 5â11ââŠGregg had to be over six feet.
PerfectâŠI kissed him full on the mouth, he responded almost immediately, my Kimono opened and out bare bodies molded together, his cock again rising between us. Thought about another tussle on the bed, but no, had to send him on his mission first.
Katie would not hold a grudge against me for long once the guilt of her soon to be incestuous liaison was accomplished.
I broke the embrace and told Gregg to get going, he looked at me pensively.
âAhâŠmy clothes are down stairsâŠthe girlsâ. He said as if I was supposed to do something.
âSoâŠyouâll get over it. I am sure they will get a kick out of itâ.
He quietly left the room as if he was going to sneak down unnoticed.
They must have been waiting for him.
I heard Sadie, âHoly shit! Look at the size of that cock! Did you get a picture Megan?â
âYupâŠmultiple ones, good thing you moved his cloths. Who would have thought that our Mom would be banging her best friends son and that he would have such a big dick!â Megan said as I heard the front door slam.
Have to love my girlsâŠthere is nothing we hide from each other.
When I came down the stairs, both of them gave me the thumbs up and Sadie kept saying, âDetailsâŠwe need detailsâ.